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((Keto exactly where are the two of us?hold on i think we have the Army pointing guns at us))
"Give yourselves up and we won't have to become Violent." a man with a megaphone said at the two catgirls. the scientists would be pleased, two very nice replacements for the escaped Catgirls in a matter of minutes.
Tora looked at Keto, she didn't want people to die, not anymore, she raised her hands in surrender.

The limp Shimaru fell onto the gasping Hitori's shoulder. She fell to her knees, still supporting the unconcious boy and looked around for help. He was bleeding all over her and it seemed he had passed out but the clearing had more or less emptied. No one could help him now. She looked over at the tree limb covered in blood and felt sick. She hadn't meant to kill Shimaru; she had only meant to hurt him, show him that she wasn't weak. A wave of anger washed over her as she stood, facing the infamous base that had created her. This was all their fault. It all goes back to the base. She let Shimaru's limp body hit the dirt and shot off through the trees, intent on destroying the means of her pain once and for all.

Ichiro punched Jiro as he started to smile and push his way towards Tora.
"Orders." Ichiro grunted glaring at Tora and shooting into the jungle. Jiro gave one last longing look at Tora and the fight he may have had before following his brother. By the sounds of their orders, Shimaru was dead or close to it. That was somewhat a relief. Ichiro slowed and pushed Jiro ahead of him, sensing that his twin was lagging behind; he was probably busy thinking again. Too much of that and he would get a headache.
They arrived at the clearing relatively fast since they already knew the way. And there was Shimaru; bleeding all over the forest floor. Jiro leaned down and turned him on his back, feeling for a pulse. He jumped back when he found one. Small, very weak, but it was a pulse. "Pulse..." He murmured to Ichiro ashe brotherreached down and lifted the unconcious Shimaru onto his back. "We......have orders." Ichiro said, starting to leave the clearing. Jiro wrung his hands and groaned, his ears flat against his head as they walked back towards the base.

"Kira..." The old man in murmured, running his hand down her cold lifeless flesh that had begun to decompose. "We will bring you back..." The other scientists working in the room gave him dirty looks so he quickly moved away from the dead catgirls corpse and tried to look busy working on the wiring. Any minute now the twins would come and bring the last piece of the puzzle.
The last wire clicked into place and the scientists carefully carried over the selected DNA of each cat person they had managed to get their hands on. The healing powers of the egyptian cat, the psycic powers of the city catboy, the brute strength and resiliance of Hitori and soon they would have the instincts and mercilessness of the twins adn Shimaru. The vials screwed into the machinery leaving nothing for the men to do but sit and wait impatiently.

Hitori tore through the forest, ignoring the branches that whipped past leaving bloody scratches across her arms and face. She had been passed on the way to the base so now those sickos would be on full alert and prepared for her.
"Bring 'em on." She spat.

The room seemed to freeze and the twins screams were silent as Kira's eyes opened. Then, the screaming came back louder than ever as Jiro's mucles were pulled apart by the stress leaving a twitching bloody heap of flesh and fur on the table and Ichiro, seeing his brother dead, screamed one last time as he chocked on his own blood issuing from the internal bleeding. The room filled with smoke and the smell of cooking flesh since the wires were still pumping electric waves into their corpses. But among the bloody mess and destruction Kira stood one more on her thin, pale legs, and started to sing and dance.
((Kira's profile is on pg. 15 for anyone who cares))

((I see that....Um, so, what happened to me? Did they just leave me or something? sweatdrop ))