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Richard fired a few more shots.

"Rental or not, it's not likely to survive for much longer."

Natasha smiled.

"And you're as handsome as you always were."

She looked at her husband.

"I'd tell him that it's unlikely that he'll win againast you....but it's too funny to just watch him fail."

She grins.

"It's fun to be a b***h sometimes. And hey, at least I don't have to kill this one myself. 100 years is far too long to have to put up with someone."

Richard looked at her hurt before snapping his eyes back to the Michael stood before him, his face showing the determination to preve his wife wrong.

Natasha's eyes twinkled evilly.

"Well...if it's what you do best, I can't really stop you. Now can I?"

She smiled at him before mockingly blowing a kiss at her soon to be ex-husband.

"No, Natasha! You can't. I...I love you. Please don't do this..."
Shouted Richard.

Natasha brushed this off with a flick of her hand, not even looking at him.

"Empty, meaningless words. You are of no use to me any more...say hello to all my other husbands for me, I'm sure they're dying to meet you."

She laughed evilly, before looking back at Michael.
"Do with him what you wish."
She said coldly.

The second Michael moved Behind Richard, holding him in place as the first moved in. He removed a syringe from his pocket, and stabbed it into his victim's neck. Michael twisted Richard's head towards Natasha, for one last look at his wife, as the transformation set it. The first two stepped back, making way for the third.

"Excellent."

Michael 2: "Natasha, you've just seen a sneak peak of my evil plot."

Michael 3: "How ever, my dear, this is not a good thing. As a witness, I can not allow you to live."

"It's nothing personal; after all, this is the way things have been for one hundred years. Now, I have some old friends to catch up with, and a few more copies to make. Play nice."

The first Michael left the bar as the remaining two moved in for the kill.

"because I didn't want my residence to be know to you all, do you think I would like you guys popping in and out as you please?" auron says, turning and walking past Natasha "all I wanted was to re-visit my favorite bar, when I happened upon you all"

"I prefer that no one knows me too well. Leaves my life a bit more private."

She smiles.

"And speaking of residence. If anyone happens to want to stay anywhere on their travels, the Blackheart hotel chain will accommodate you free of charge. As far as I recall, your names have been on the permanent guest list for 200 years."

"He is sadly now deceased. I could've thought of better ways for him to die, but Michael turning him into a copy of himself was quite an original plan. Always fun to incinirate those trying to kill you...unless, of course, you actually want to fight them."

She smiled.

"It's no secret that once I get tired of husbands they mysteriously disappear...I even warn them of this fact before they marry me, and yet the fools still do. I'm a deadly woman."

"back to business, I guess I can't keep my estate a secret anymore, guess I should bring kibo" auron says, tapping his cane on the ground twice as he disappears in a puff of smoke, appearing next to one of the michaels "well, well, who have we here? another knock-off?" he says, frowning as flames engulf the heads of the two michaels "I beat the first imitation, but this seems too easy" he says, fanning the flames with aeromancy as he looked over at kibo "come with me, my Pyromancy will handle the rest" he says, tapping his cane on the ground twice, teleporting Kibo and himself behind the others "michael is being a fool again"

Michael began to push himself up from the ground, turning slowly to Ranu.

"Tsk, tsk, haven't you learned any respect for your superiors?"

Michael never needed the super powers he lacked in the past. While a magical artifact or cursed book was helpful, it was not a necessary weapon. Michael had his words, and knew how to use them.

"Since the day I first saw you, do you know what I thought?"

His eyes locked with Ranu's...

"Filth."