[Aya]

Floating in a sea of nothingness, Ayame Denzan slowly opened her eyes. Confused, she looked around. Her bed was gone. In fact, her [i]whole[/i] room was gone. "What the fu-" but before she could finish her swear, she felt a tug deep in the back of her subconsciousness, and suddenly she was... [i]there[/i]...

The cold, pristine white floor stretched from one wall of stone to another, enclosing a giant circle about the size of a football field. Splashed across the floor were hundreds of stains of all colors, but mostly a light brown and a dark yellow. Blood and urine. The smell would've gagged Hedorah, but all the... "performers" had grown used to it. About 100 feet up was the ceiling, bright lights burning down, illuminating the whole arena. Roughly half way up the walls was a circle of reflective material... a one-way window. And behind it? The masterminds behind this little game. But not only them, oh no. There were also Scientists. Senators. Emperors. Kings. Presidents. And a whole other mess of Rich Swines. Humans... Mutants... all of them... their [i]"Clients"[/i]. Despite how it looked, the window was completely unbreakable. All who have tried, have failed. At one end of the colosseum was a huge hole, cleverly concealed by wall, but everyone knew it was there, with it's partner standing proud opposite. As the walls slowly parted to a loud rumble, the only thing Aya could say was... "Ah, great. Not this crap, again. Fucking nightmare...". Looking behind, she saw herself, about a year younger, standing proud and egotistical, no fucking idea what she was about to endure. "Heh, foolish brat" Real Aya muttered, reaching out her hand and fusing with Dream Aya.

Standing there in the other door was a mutant Aya knew all too well, in every way possible. Her name? Well, Aya didn't know. She always just called her "Ariel" due to her hydrokinesis. Aya could feel her Dream self's horror as realization dawned. [i]'Impossible. We're in completly different branches. Why? Why is Ariel my opponent'[/i]. Real Aya could hear the thoughts of her counterpart loud and clear, as her own memories started to sync up. "Ariel" just stood there, glaring at Aya with a look of sheer determination, as a voice came over the loud speaker, "Ladies and Gentleman, for your viewing pleasure. Mutant 24242012 and Mutant 52794389. As of this moment, all betting is closed. Thank you, and enjoy this Death Duel". 'Heh... I always did wonder what the tables looked like. Consider it's water vs electricity, I probably had the most bets, but Ariel most likely had the greater payout' Aya thought, not even paying attention. She had been through this enough to know the outcome, no matter what she did different.

"Ladies... You may... BEGIN!!!" And with that... Ariel charged...