"M-My Mistress... Your shake, as you like it." An unnamed boy said, presenting a shake to a mysterious hooded woman sitting on a black throne. She nudged her head and a servant retrieved it for her, held it up to her, and tipped it into her waiting mouth. "Is it... To your liking, my Mistress?"

".............. Yes... It's perfect." She responded. "Now, what of... The little pest?"

"Um... W-Which-"

"Anarchy..." She said in a more forceful voice. "Where is Anarchy...?"

The guard beside her visibly gulped. "Um, r-right, Anarch-er... The pest... His... His c-current whereabouts are... C-currently... Unknown....."

"... So he's still managed to evade my attempts at capture? How troublesome." Her guard fed her more of her shake. "What about his partner, and their leader?"

"..... Bad Boy, also has yet to be found... Tesla however, has been captured!" He said in a more proud and confident tone. "Would you like to see him, my Mistress?"

"Immediately... He may know where the other two are located, and I would simply love forcing that information out of his feeble body."

"At once, my Mistress." He turned around. "Bring in the prisoner!"

A few moments pass, and no guard has arrived with her prisoner. A stress vein pops on her head. "...... Servant?"

The servent gulped. "Y-Y-Yes, My M-Mistress?"

The woman gestured him over with a finger, he hesitantly complied and immediately regret it. She grabbed him by the collar of his... Dog collar, and glared in what one would assume to be silent rage. "I. Want. My. Prisoner. Now."

'BOOM!'

".......... What was that sound?"

"An explosion, my Mistress." The guard on the left answered.

She dropped the frightened servant and he scampered away. "Find out what caused it, immediately." She ordered.

One of her guards ran in the direction of the sound, shortly after, he returned. "It was a gas leak, it is being dealt with."

The woman let out relieved sigh. "Good... For a moment I believed the prisoner-"

"My Mistress!" A guard burst through the door and ran to her as quickly as he could. "The prisoner's escaped! He rigged the pipeline to detonate so he could make a break for it!"

"What!?" She slammed her fist on her arm rest in frustration. "Where is he now!?"

"He's still within the grounds of the fortress, all units are scouting the area." He answered.

"I want that Rat at my feet immediately! No one sleeps until he's found!" All of the guards in the room scattered into different rooms in search of the prisoner. "You can't hide from me you little pest... Hm?" She noticed her two reserved guards, the ones that stand at her sides, had not moved. "Hey, that goes for you two as well, move it!" They still did not move. "....... You have ten seconds to explain yourselves."

"My Mistress, what if you are attacked? We cannot leave you here by yourself." The right guard said.

"Hmm..... I can handle myself, though I understand your concern for my well being." She said, after a short pause her brow slowly rose in curiosity. "..... In fact, I very much appreciate your concern... Now that I think about it, this almost seems planned, don't you think?" She asked, looking at her nails. "Prisoner escapes, the guards go into a bit of a riot in my fortress, suddenly I'm aaaaaall alone... With my most trusted and loyal guards... Why, one would even call this, suspicious. Don't you agree?"

"Yes, my Mistress." The guard answered.

The woman stood up, and caressed the guard's helmet. "You know, I can never see my guard's faces behind these buckets... Would you mind if I took a peek underneath? I oh so want to know who my brave knight is so I may thank them properly."

"I believe that-"

"Are you questioning me? In case you were confused, that was not a choice, it was an order." The woman grunted behind clenched teeth, clearly pissed.

"..... Fine." He answered. "But know this, you may not like who you find underneath."

"Oh, I know I won't." She said. "So which one are you? Bad Boy, or Anarchy?"

"Why don't you find out, my Mistress?"

"Getting smart with me, are we? Perhaps I will keep you as my personal dog, see how smug you'll be when you're licking my feet clean like a good little puppy." She said with a smile that was somewhere between sadistic and lustful, though it leaned more toward sadistic.

"Hmph, I thought the kinky shit was Mistress Adagio's area of expertise." He said.

"What? Mean girl's have needs, don't they? She's not the only one with a slut-bone in her, the only difference between me and her is I like breaking my toys, and she likes having more than one bone inside her... However, I'm not talking about her slut-bone in this case." She chuckled and lifted her hood, revealing here identity to be Aria. That is, if the black throne, 'mistress' entitlement, or the hatred of Anarchy didn't give it away. "I'm talking about whatever she can stuff up her clam-cave to get herself off, nothing held back."

"The Slut and the Goth... You know, Tesla said something about that before, something from... Forget it, I'm getting off topic." The guard said.

"Indeed." She turned to the other guard. "I assume you're the other one?"

"Yes." He answered, a bit stoically as well.

"Well, judging from your 'enthusiasm' I'm guessing you're Anarchy." She turned to the other guard. "Which makes you either Tesla or Bad Boy, and I'm leaning toward Bad Boy."

"Hm, nice detective work Aria... Let's see if you can really handle yourself like you claim you can." Bad Boy drew his sword and swung, which was met by Aria's rapier.

"I hope you like the taste of feet, dog." Aria took a deep breath and shrieked, letting loose a visible wave of magical energy that pushed her assailants back. "Because when you hear my song, you'll obey your siren mistress without hesitation!"

"Anarchy! Drop her, now!"

Anarchy ripped-off his chest plating and threw it at Aria like a discus, exposing his indigo stomach. Aria swiped her rapier and the metal split in two, both pieces missing their intended target. "Hmph, I always hated heavy armor, too clunky and heavy for my tastes."

"Really? Well, allow me to make you feel a little more comfortable!" She slashed Anarchy, he couldn't avoid the attack due to the armor's movement restrictions it had on him so instead he blocked the attack with the gauntlets. They successfully blocked the attack and busted open, releasing his arms from their double-edged prison. "I hope you have something under those reinforced pants."

"Obviously." He undid some latched on the sides and the pants collapsed on itself, falling into separate pieces and revealing his battered cargo shorts. He had no shoes either, his feet were just wrapped in layers of gauze.

Aria got a better look at him now, his hands and torso were also wrapped in gauze. Though whether it was from injury or not was a mystery. There was a red Anarchy symbol on his torso where his heart would be, it was stained into the gauze with some red substance, which was obviously blood stains, but was it his blood or someone else's? Well, all-in-all he looked like a total badass, a vicious cold blooded badass with a face shrouded in mystery under that helmet. "Hmm... Not a bad physique, Anarchy." Aria said in an interested tone. "It's too bad you never fell for my spell, you would have been a very promising pet of mine... But I'm curious, why does a cut-throat like you have muscles like that?"

"Stealth requires toned and sleek muscles for overwhelming opponents with agility and strong, precise attacks. While at the same time being thin enough to provide flexibility and quiet movement to take-out most unwary victims in a single strike... Kind of like a tiger, really. I'm quiet, but regardless of whether my victim is aware of my presence or not I can prove to be more fatal than a heart-attack." He informed, cracking his knuckles. "Hell, all good stealth experts have muscles, they just never give you a chance to notice them."

"Hm, makes sense..." Aria noticed the bow he had, along with his lack of arrows. "Why do you have a bow without any arrows, my little kitty cat?"

"Hmph, wouldn't you like to know?"

"As a matter of fact, I would. It's almost suspiciously pointless." Aria said.

"You'll find out... But enough talk, let's fight." Anarchy charged at her, jumped, and flipped with one leg extended. Aria avoided his axe-kick and went for a heavy slash. Anarchy ducked and shoulder-checked her right in the stomach, then he flipped her over his shoulder. While she was down, Anarchy pounced with a dagger drawn and ready to stab.

Aria shrieked and flung him into the air. "You'll have to be faster than that, you little turn-coat!" She noticed Anarchy was spiraling in the air with little control over himself. She held her sword close and began whispering, causing the sword to glow with a blue aura. "Siren's song, Heart-Breaker!" Aria drew her sword back and stabbed the air, creating a bolt of aura that was speeding toward Anarchy. The bolt went right through him, then he somehow just vanished! "The hell!?"

"Shadow Feeler." Anarchy arose right behind Aria from her own shadow and wrapped his arms around her neck, strangling her like a python. "You're not the only one with magic, Aria. I can project copies of myself and literally hide in shadows."

"Gak! S-Shit!"

"If I were you, I'd save my breath. Just makes it easier on my part." Anarchy felt her claw at his arm in desperation, she was already losing strength and she couldn't use her voice to escape. Her arms drooped down to her sides, she's finally given up.

'shk!'

"Gah!" Anarchy felt a sting right on his side. He'd been stabbed. He let Aria go upon feeling the sting again, when he looked down he saw his dagger was missing and he had two fresh wounds, one on his stomach and another on his side. "Fucking... Stings." He ripped off some of the gauze from his arm and applied it to the wounds, stopping the bleeding for now. "Ehehe, nice one... You're definitely no push-over."

Aria held her neck, gasping for breath. She threw the blood-soaked dagger to the side and growled in anger. "Bad Dogs get their fucking balls chopped off... You better pray that you win this fight, you Bad Dog."

"I'd rather pray that you stop holding out on me and actually try entertaining me... Or are you really that pathetic?"

"Grrr, you wanna play rough? Fine, we'll fucking play rough!" Just as he planned, Aria was now pissed. Her movements were no longer careful, they were hate-fueled and reckless just how he liked it. "Get ready, because it's fucking serious now!" She charged at him, swinging her sword with reckless abandon. Anarchy dodged every swing like it was nothing, further enraging her. "GRRAH! God fucking DAMMIT!" She shrieked yet again, and Anarchy disappeared as soon as the magical shock-waves made contact. "Run all you want, I'll fucking find you and make you scream!" She looked down and saw her shadow ripple like water, she tried reaching inside. Her hand went through her shadow like water, and she pulled Anarchy out of his hidey-hole by the neck. "I'm gonna make you my fucking bitch!" Anarchy grabbed her breast, she gasped and held it while blushing. Next thing she saw was Anarchy's fingers.

'poke'

"AH! BITCH!" Anarchy poked her eyes while she was distracted, next he brought his fists down on her temples, she let him go and recoiled in pain and embarrassment. "Y-You fucking pervert!"

"I like to win my battles, Aria. Which means a sneak like me might have to play dirty if it means I come out of it clean." Anarchy slapped the rapier out of her hands, spun her around, and kicked her in the back.

"Shit!" She landed on her stomach, injured but not beaten. She scrambled for the sword, but the buzzing of electricity halted her. When she turned around, Anarchy had his bow drawn back and a bolt of pure lightning hovered where an arrow would be. The buzzing of instant death snuffed the flames of her anger and rationality took over. "..... An... Arrow of lightning... Ironic, given your fighting style."

"Tell me Aria, have you ever heard a Tiger's roar?" Anarchy asked, Aria slowly shook her head. "Well if you do anything reckless, I'll show you what a Tiger's roar sounds like... But, I have a feeling you won't like it."

"......." Aria's eyes glowed red, and her magic activated. She wasn't done here, far from it. "No, you won't." She ordered. "Hear my voice, and fall under my spell..."

Anarchy said nothing. He lowered the bow and the lightning bolt dissipated.

"Mhmhm, yes... Now, put down the bow..." Aria commanded, and Anarchy did as she ordered.

"Anarchy!" Bad Boy charged at Aria from the shadows, sword drawn. Before he could interrupt the spell something extremely fast dashed in front of him and knocked him away. It was Anarchy, face hidden by the helmet and Rapier in his hand, protecting Aria. Bad Boy was badly injured, Anarchy's blow going through the armor and piercing his skin. "D-dammit... No..."

"Eh-..." Aria was stunned by his speed, but she snapped herself out of her confusion and regained her domineering composure. "Well, isn't this a nice little surprise... Anarchy, finish him."

Anarchy brought the rapier down and impaled Bad Boy's helmet, killing him instantly.

"Yes, good pet... Now, obey your mistress and remove your helm." She ordered, and Anarchy obeyed. Showing off his long, blue hair and beautiful red eyes that spar-

"Hi Aria!"

"W-WHAT THE HELL!?!"

It was... Sonata's head... attached to Anarchy's body? "C'mere Aria, I got something for ya!" Sonarchy grabbed her in a spine-snapping hug, Aria struggled for dear life.

"Get away from me you nightmare! Get awa-MMMPH!?!" Son-archy kissed her on the lips. Aria didn't know if this was technically incest or not but either way she wanted to throw-up. Aria jerked her head, breaking the unwanted kiss. "Ack! Bleah! His... Her... It's tongue got in my mouth!"

"Hey, that's mean!"

"Get the fuck away from me you... You thing!" Aria kicked it's shin and it let go of her. She made a mad-dash for the door, it was locked with no visible way of unlocking it. She slammed the door and kept trying to turn the handle. "Come on! Open! Open you piece of shit, open!"

"Aaaaariaaaa..." A hand placed itself on her shoulder, making her nearly piss herself. It moved down her back and started caressing her waist. "In case you were wondering, I've got both.~"

(Reality)

"The fuck's wrong with her?" Bad Boy asked.

"I have no idea, but she keeps fidgeting." Anarchy motioned to Aria, who was shifting nervously in her slumber. "Getting kind of difficult to carry her while she's freaking-out like this."

"Don't sweat it, we're almost at the nurse's office." Bad Boy assured.

"You said the same thing fifteen minutes ago, Bad Boy." Anarchy said in an irritated tone.

"I know, I know. In all honesty I was just stalling for the bell, I hate my third period." He admitted. "And I know you hate your third period too, so just endure."

They made it to the nurse's office, Anarchy sat Aria down on a chair while she struggled. "There, much better."

"..... Shit, doesn't look like Redheart's in today." Bad Boy groaned in annoyance. "Guess someone's gotta watch the spaz until she wakes up... Anarchy, you wait outside, she'll wanna try kicking your ass again if your in here when she wakes up and I ain't ordering you to drop a girl twice in the same day."

"..... Alright, but I'll be ready if she gets out of hand." Anarchy left the office while Bad Boy watches over Aria.

"Hm... Wonder what's goin' on in there..." Bad Boy looked at her fidgeting form for a few moments. "... Eh, I probably don't wanna know." He pulled up a chair and started playing on his phone.

(Aria's Head)

"Gotta get out of this asylum... Gotta get away from that freak..." Aria was running through the halls of her fortress, she lost Sonarchy a while back but she has yet to find the exit. "Come on! Isn't there a way out of here!?" Aria tripped on a loose tile and hit the ground, causing a thump to echo through the halls.

"I heeeaaaard thaaaaaat!~"

"Fuck!" Aria got up and ran away from the voice, praying to god that she wouldn't be found.

"Aaaaariaaaaa! Where are you, Ariaaaaa!?"

"Motherfucker, why won't it leave me alone!?" Aria turned a corner and stopped dead. There was the freak, but it hadn't noticed her yet. "Shit!" She tip-toed to the other side and ran for it as quietly as she could. "That was way too close... Oh, what?" A dead end, she would have to go back. Aria groaned and swore under her breath. "Fuck me..." She was about to turn, but something grabbed her arms, then slowly licked all the way up her neck and up to her ear. Then, it whispered...

"Gladly, my Mistress.~"

(Reality)

Aria jumped from her chair and screamed. "NO!"

"Oh, sh-!" Bad Boy jumped from his chair and dropped his phone. "Sonova bitch, you scared the shit outta me!"

Aria paused, looking around the room in search of something. "It's...... It's gone..."

"The hell's wrong with you!?"

"Bad Boy?... Where's Anarchy?"

"He's far away from your crazy ass, figured you'd try fightin' him again so I watched over you for him." He picked up his phone and checked it for cracks. "No way in hell your fightin' him again, it's for your own good."

"I don't care about that you little fucker! Where the hell-... Wait, I thought you..."

"It was a freakin' dream you spaz! I dunno what was goin' on in your messed-up head but whatever it was it didn't happen." Bad Boy explained.

"Yo, Bad Boy!" Anarchy ran inside, ready to drop someone. "You okay? I heard you scream." Anarchy saw Aria, who looked like she was about to piss herself at the sight of him. "Um... You alright?"

".......A-Anarchy?"

"Yeah?"

Aria ran up to him and lifted his hood, when she saw his mismatching eyes she sighed in relief and hugged him. "Oh sweet fucking god you're back to normal..."

"......... Did I knock her screws loose or something?" Anarchy questioned, which made Bad Boy shrug.

Aria realized what she was doing and let him go, visibly blushing. "Er-... Um... T-That meant nothing, got it!? I've been through a lot of fucking shit and-!"

"Hey, it's okay... You were fidgeting a lot when I carried you here, so I expected you were having a nightmare." Anarchy waited until she regained her composure. "Now, what happened?"

She tried to recall what happened, but like all dreams it was just bits and pieces of what she saw. "... It's kind of vague, it had something to do with you and Sonata... I think you two were together or something."

Anarchy's eyes widened. "Um... Uh, I'll admit Sonata's cute but she's too childish for me... Wait, why would that frighten-"

"No, not like that!... Wait, I think I... Oh, right." She remembered that thing alright, that nightmare that nearly had it's way with her. "Yeah... Uh, you had Sonata's head and chased me around somewhere... Just, I don't know the details, okay?"

"..... Okay? Well, since we're talking I'd like to apologize for-"

Aria silenced him by covering his mouth. "You know what, Anarchy? Just stop right there, because at this point I don't even care that you kicked my ass anymore. I said some hurtful things, and you retaliated, let's call it even and leave it at that."

"Uh... Alright, glad we worked things out?"

"Yes... Now, what period it it?"

"Forth." He answered.

"Right... Well, thanks for taking me to the nurse's office and... Yeah, see you later." Aria walked to her class, while Anarchy covered himself with his hood.

"..... You know, I didn't expect her to accept my apology so easily." He said.

"Hm, there're all sorts of girls out there buddy... Some hold grudges, some don't." Bad Boy answered. "Hell, I half-expected her to make you lick her boot or some weird kinky shit to apologize to her."

"The fuck's wrong with you?"

"Ey, I call 'em like I see 'em, and in my opinion she looks like the 'lick your mistress's feet' type." Bad Boy and Anarchy walked out the door, discussing things further. "Course, Adagio looks like the biggest bitch outta the bunch, probably uses that big brain and nice ass to get what she wants."

"Heh, now that's believable." Anarchy chuckled. "Well, I gotta get going, see ya."

"See ya at lunch." Bad Boy walked off as Anarchy walked into his fourth period class.

"Hey, teach. Sorry I'm........ Uh..."

The classroom was enveloped in an ominous green fog, the students inside were all kneeling down to Adagio Dazzle, who was sitting at the teacher's desk, filing her nails with a calm smile. "Mhmhm Anarchy... How kind of you to join us..."

The door closed behind him and locked itself, he saw two students in the other side of the door window with the key. "... Hmph, I had a feeling you were making-up shit about the band thing." Anarchy tightened his fists and hardened himself, prepared for anything.

"And I had a feeling you weren't just brawn, guess we were both right... Tell me, are you as smart as Bad Boy, or are you smarter?"

"Smarter, but he's a better leader than me." He answered. "Now you answer a question... Do you honestly think you can control me? Do you honestly think I would ever submit to you?"

"Hmmm......." She put her file down and held up a file, which had Anarchy's name and student ID number on it. "Weeell, from the content of this deliciously informative student file I oh so happened to obtain... Honestly, I think I have more authority over you than simply controlling you..." She tossed the file to him, and he opened it up. He was silent, with his mouth slightly agape.

"....... No... If you so much as touch her..." Anarchy clenched his fist in anger, crumbling the papers.

"Go on, finish that sentence and see what happens. I can assure you that you won't like it." Adagio said, not even bothering to look at him.

"..... What... What are your orders?"

"Mhmhmhm, I knew you would see thing from my perspective... Simply do whatever I say without question, and I promise we won't lay a finger on her." She got up from her swivel chair and slowly sashayed to him, swaying her hips almost hypnotically. "My first order is, tell no one of this meeting, not even your little gang can know... Of course, if you tattle on me at all than... I may have to do something rather irrational....."

"..... Understood." He said through a hesitant voice.

"Excellent." She circled him, carefully eyeing his figure up and down. "My second order... Whatever I say, goes. You will heed my command without question."

"Understood." He answered.

"Good. Now, my third order..." She leaned against his chest like he was a wall, looking up at him with a half-lidded gaze. "Hmm... You shall treat me like a queen, and defend me with your life like the obedient little rook you are... Think you can follow those three little rules?" She questioned, he was silent. "......... Perhaps, I have not been very clear... Should I remind you of the consequences if you fail to keep your queen happy?"

"..........Understood..."

"What was that?"

"I said... Understood." He voiced more clearly than before. "I'll protect you... But promise you'll leave her out of this."

"My brave little rook. I assure you, I will not lay a hand on her." She smiled, drawing little circles on him with her finger. "That is, as long as you don't break the rules of our agreement."

Anarchy huffed in defeat. "....... Understood, my Queen." He swallowed his pride and kneeled before her, hating every second of this degrading act. "... Only for her..."

Author's Note

Here's another chapter for you guys, a bit edgy I'll admit but a fun chapter to come up with even though it was suppose to go in an entirely different direction with Aria's dream. I was planning to just set her in a black void and make her think she was in Hell, but it didn't turn out too good so I went in this direction with much better results. Live and Learn, right? Anyway, see ya!