Three

This is completely the writing of my friend.

"The Third has been found." Therali said. "She's on Tendou."

"I'll handle her." Shetani stated, taking the dossier from Therali.

Therali grinned. "Good luck, 'Tani."

Shetani chuckled, shaking her head. "I don't need luck." She replied, opening the door to Tendou and stepping through.

"Anybody else?" Glide asked.

Therali shrugged. "We haven't been able to find any of the others yet, but it probably won't take too much longer."

"Call us when you find someone else." Glide said, heading into his room, Icarcti following him.

 

...

 

Therali met with Fabian on one of the lowest catwalks in the Nexus, handing him a dossier. "You'd better know what you're doing."

"I've got it covered." Fabian replied, picking up his plush and attaching it to his belt buckle. "You'll have to keep him from noticing I'm gone, though. Try to track one down that he'd just love to get his hands on. That should give me enough time."

Therali nodded, watching as Fabian entered an unmarked door.

 

...

 

When Shetani arrived on Tendou, the planet looked somewhat normal; the people that had survived the collapse of the old Tendou lived in small, spread-out houses in tiny villages, the grass and woodlands were beginning to grow again, and the animals were once again breeding, having healthy cubs without the toxic smog that came with Senshi's tyrannical reign.

Shetani sighed, wishing she had more time to enjoy the paradise that Tendou was becoming. Shaking her head, she began her search for Mad Mimi.

 

...

 

It took nearly three hours of running between villages before Shetani found any trace of Mimi. The goddess was exhausted, fervently wishing for her sensing and orbing powers.

Mad Mimi was standing in front of her, drenched in blood, chewing on a severed arm. Her free hand gripped a dirk, the dagger as bloody as the iguana herself was.

Shetani took a moment to catch her breath, panting softly and dropping the dossier. "Mimi... Hewitt... I'm here to capture you..."

Mimi smirked. "Really now? And I suppose you expect me to 'put down the arm and come quietly', or you'll kill me?"

Shetani lunged forward, snatching the dirk from Mimi's hand and sweeping the iguana's legs out from under her. "No, Mister Bond. I expect you to die."

Mimi blinked. Any reply she may have had died in her throat as Shetani buried her own dagger in her chest.

Shetani shoved the dagger in as far as she could, pinning the iguana to the ground with it. She grabbed Mimi's dossier, flinging it through an open window nearby and into a fireplace. "Sorry, needed to borrow your fire!" She called, starting the journey back to the door that she arrived through.