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From where she stood atop a nearby building, a single high-heeled boot placed on the edge of its roof, Nyxia Torrentia, Neon Tempest of the Ultraviolet Rainbow observed the Miseria gathering in the streets below with a hungry smile. They were not the only ones down there, of course, and as she watched the myriad members of the Hibusa High Detention Club take up their positions, she eagerly licked her lips.

[color=Aquamarine][i]That’s right, you pathetic dipshits…[/i][/color] Nyxia sneered mentally. [color=Aquamarine][i]Lure them out for me…[/i][/color]

Also present was the club’s curiously untransformed leader, Rei Ishiko. In fact, now that Nyxia thought about it, Rei hadn’t been transformed the night she’d approached her with an invitation to join the Detention Club, either. Then again, the whole experience had been pretty surreal, the compassionate funeral home director who had personally handled arrangements for her brother’s burial just approaching her transformed self out of nowhere, telling her that she knew who she really was, and saying how wonderful it would be if Nyxia joined the little club she had created. 

At first, The Neon Tempest had planned to refuse the somewhat suspicious request. After all, she enjoyed working alone, and took a dim view of being confined by the club’s various restrictions, to say nothing of the prospect of potential competitors getting in her way. But Rei had been quite insistent, promising that her identity would be kept secret, and that joining the club would grant her the opportunity to kill greater numbers of Miseria than ever before, which was, after all, her primary reason for being a Kurai Majokko in the first place. Plus, working together as part of a team would mitigate any deficiencies any of the individual members might possess. And speaking of her new club mates, the idea of stealing kills from them was a very appealing one indeed…

Thus, Nyxia found herself here, about to make her debut as the newest member of the Detention Club. She gave off quite the menacing and imperious appearance as the night breeze blew through her aquamarine hair, its chill going completely unnoticed by the Neon Tempest, despite her rather skimpy attire. Still, it was Rei who was obviously in charge here, and no sooner had the untransformed girl alighted upon a lamp post in an admittedly impressive display of agility, then she began giving orders. Clearly the girl was something of a control freak, that much had been apparent from their first meeting, but Nyxia was more amused than bothered by it. Besides, even if she had agreed to join Rei’s motley collection of sycophants, it didn’t mean she had [i]also[/i] agreed to play by their rules…

[color=Aquamarine]“I was just giving your little toadies time to serve as bait,”[/color] Nyxia replied with a smirk when her “leader” asked why she was holding back. [color=Aquamarine]“But my precious baby [i]is[/i] getting rather hungry,”[/color] she added, while gently caressing her massive energy cannon. [color=Aquamarine]“So I guess we can TAKE A BITE!!! HAHAHAHAHAAA!!!”[/color]

Even as her psychotic laughter rang out, her monstrous weapon charged with power, crackling arcs of neon lightning dancing around its glowing barrels. After waiting a few seconds for The Omega Obliterator’s charge to reach its maximum level, Nyxia squeezed the trigger, sending several ruinous beams of incandescent annihilation lancing down upon the unsuspecting Miseria below.

[color=Aquamarine]“THAT’S IT BABY!!! SHOW MOMMY ALL THE BEAUTIFUL CARNAGE YOU CAN MAKE!!!”[/color] The Neon Tempest cried in euphoric glee as the five beams converged into a single crackling cylinder of barely-contained devastation. [color=Aquamarine]“SHOW THESE WEAK-ASS COCKSUCKERS WHAT [i]REAL[/i] POWER LOOKS LIKE!!! HAHAHAHAHAA!!!”[/color] 

As it continued to be vomited forth in a surging torrent, the malevolent cylinder began to curve and twist in an effort to voraciously seek out as many victims as possible, sometimes even looping back on itself, multiplying its destructive energies exponentially in the process. Anything unfortunate enough to be touched by the baleful beam would soon find itself violently rent asunder, with even the slightest glance causing a victim’s body to begin bubbling furiously, until it messily burst apart like a boil being punctured by a sharp nail.

[color=Aquamarine]“OH [i]FUCK[/i] YES!!!”[/color] Nyxia exulted, her eyes gleaming with deranged delight. [color=Aquamarine]“I FUCKING [i]LOVE[/i] WATCHING THEM POP!!! HAHAHAHAHAAAA!!!”[/color]

Indeed, The Neon Tempest was so caught up in all the excitement that she didn’t even notice Rei being hit on by a blood-covered weirdo, but even if she had, she probably wouldn’t have given a shit.