"Unit 0001 type-Iris reporting for duty." She reported.

"Processed." A voice came up on the other end of the microphone.

Sensing 89% seriousness, and 8% anxiety, and 3% other.

"Mission casualties, 53 wounded, 0 dead. Property damage up to..."

"Skip the casualties, I want to know if you have successful captured the target."

Voice, demanding. Sensing 50% frustration and 38% impatience, 7% disappointment and 5% other. My mind processed, then I went to straight to acquiring information.

"Acquiring information, information acquired. Target lost, along with the suspect girl with him. Both presumed dead."

"I will accept no such answer. If he is dead, we want to see his body, if he is alive, then eliminate him. That is an order."

Order, undeniable.

"Affirmative. Operation search and eliminate in process." Her mind executed.

***

Tearrrr...

Rippp....

Fleshh...

Softtttt...

AGHHHHH....

I looked around, people were in a panic, and this wasn't what I expected. Yet despite the chaos, my eyes were somehow locked dead on to the cult leader. He turned, fled, then tripped and fell.

Ughhhhh...

I leaped, and landed on both feet right in front of him.

Beneath the cult leader's dark robe, I could just feel his jaw dropping to the bottom, and if I wasn't in that form at that time, I would have done the same as well. The leap I had made back there was at least 100ft, and all it required was just one snap of an instinct.

He stared at me.

I stared at him.

I smelled pee.

And surely enough, there was a pool of liquid beneath him.

Henggggggg...

I reached forward, and he scrambled away.

I stepped forward, seized him and lifted him up and with great effort: "I...haaaa...questonnnnn..." I said straightforwardly. My mind wasn't the clearest at the time.

And all he responded was a 'I wish I was never born face', and he was indefiantly entitled to feel that way that moment.

"Queeeestonnnnn...."

The man thrashed and tried to pry away my fingers, but it was no use, and I broke one of his hands in retaliation.

"Woooo yaaaaa leeedaaa!?"

"...NO!!!"

"Nevaaaa theeeee." I lifted him up high in the air and just as I was about to have the pleasure of squeezing his brain out, he yelled:

"NO! WAIT! I will tell...just put me down." I lowered him to the point we were face to face again.

"Spekkk, NOWWWW!" I yelled, or rather yelled right in his face. A brief moment later blood streamed from his mouth, but he still talked:

"The leader of O Sacrifício is...is..."

"Woooooo?"

"The blood father...but you are no match for him...his power is beyond your imagine..." Blood was pouring from the man's mouth, at this rate he wouldn't live too long, so out of mercy I decided to give him a quick one. Just as I was about to dunk his head into concrete, a beam of light shot out of nowhere. Followed by a searing pain from my left side. I looked down and saw my entire arm was gone and the stump was nothing but a piece of black sizzling flesh. It even smelled like overcooked meat too...then something really unexpected happened. I watched as a writhing mass of black muscle and sinew began multiplying at the end of my arm just below the stump. A moment later I could see clearly the muscle sinew was trying to form a new arm and hand. Within the minute I had a brand new arm, then slowly I turned to face my attacker. It was the same entourage who attacked us when were on the bus. I stared at it, and in the cold reflection of its eyes I saw... I saw me. A clear image of what I look like right now. My skin was pitch black, my teeth razor sharp and I had claws. But no horns or wings, which I had been hyped for. As for the rest of my body, it was still relatively human in comparison.

I took my eyes off it for a moment and realized the dark leader was no gone, probably scurried away like the rat he is. But I had more problems to worry about and he had already served his purpose.

En?

I raised a brow at my attacker.

Normally if I were in this kind of situation, run like hell would be my primary and only option.... But that was before, things were different now....Very different now. This was the perfect chance to test out my new powers...

I clenched my knuckles, then dashed.