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Your opposites are on a mission, a mission to wipe you out. It matters not whether your good or evil here because the opposite you deems that you are a problem that must be snuffed out at all cost.

I think it might be an Owlman/Batman type thing actually... That's what I think of at least.

// Ah, that might be a little more difficult for most of my characters since they're originals. XP //

I'm in! I already know what Crystal's opposite is... Although I think that Crystal might be the one wanting to kill the other her XD

//Well this oughta be pretty easy.//

Dawn breaks over a small town west of New Orleans. The roads are deserted as two people stare each other down in the dust of main street. Arell looked across the way to his half-brother Clarence. Separated at birth, Arell became a vigilante hero, and Clarence became the most corrupt lawman in the Southern half of America. It was practically a scene out of a Western Dime Novel as Clarence shouted.

"Okay, Arell! I'm calling you out!"

"Clarence, shut up, I'm outside, so draw yer damn gun." Arell replied in a gruff but calm voice.

Time slowed down to a crawl until Clarence drew his gun, Arell dove behind a barrel and drew his, unleashing all six rounds in less than a second. He looked up. Clarence was wounded, blood staining his white uniform. Both Clarence's guns were knocked out of his hands as he crawled over, ever determined to waste Arell or die trying.

Masane walked through the streets, unaware of where she was or more importantly, where he daughter was."Rihoko, Rihoko are you here, answer me Rihoko!!!"She shouted, but to no success, just then a bullet shot sounded off. In shock she almost dove for cover, but Rihoko wasn't with her, she'd have to swallow her fears.

She crept from the sides of a building and noticed to men, one had been shout while the other she was closest to seemed to be the culprit. Where was everyone else, the police, anybody to stop these lunatics?!?!? The bracelet on her arm twitched with excitement, the Witchblade wanted to join the "fun", but she shouldn't transform without knowing the situation, other wise she'd just blindly slaughter anything in her path.

Masane wasn't the only observer however...this creature seemed to have the figure of a transformed Witchblade, but the air about it was....off. It's breathe let out a familiar steam, like the area was basked in a cold air. It's eyes gleamed with enjoyment as it observed the two men. It was liking the bloodshed. If it stayed out of sight, the battle might get more interesting. It remained in position to see what else might happen before intervening.

Clarence drug himself across the ground, a bowie knife clenched in his teeth glistened with the sun. Arell got up, gun drawn as Clarence propped himself on the barrel, continuing his crusade.

"Dammit, Arell! I'll take you into justice or die trying you outlaw!" he shouted forcefully to a rather calm looking Arell, who propped one of his feet on top of the same barrel.

"Who's the real wrongdoer here, brother? You can't hide behind that badge." Arell calmly said as he watched his brother get to his feet and grip the knife in his hand. What would he emerge as? A martyr for a society who needed him or a rouge and a cop-killer? A sting of pain went through him as Clarence slashed the knife and it dug into his arm. Arell used his other hand and placed a well-timed blow to Clarence's head, leaving him unconsious at his feet. Believing it was over, Arell turned to walk away, ripping a bit of cloth from his shirt to wrap the knife wound.

Masane was hoisted into the air by a whip-like instrument and quickly placed into a choke hold by the culprit."Rihoko this, Rihoko that, do you ever shut your infernal mouth?"She asked, taunting Masane's plight.

The single mother began tearing at the eye as the strange woman's grip tightened around her neck.She looks like me, but why is she clad in armor?!?! The Witchblade could sense Masane's danger and began to transform her. A bright red light gleamed and a surge of energy pulsed pushing them apart. As the smoke cleared whisps of cold air-like streams blew from Masane's mouth. She was now in her transformed state, her hair red and eyes black with yellow iris. A blade extended from her right arm as she licked her lips.

"Oooh baby you look so delicious, I could just eat you up."Masane's personality was completely altered, she was now a seductive killer ready for slaughter.