(sorry this is so long! >_< but I had stuff I had to explain! lol)

Deep within South Korea

The air stood still around the crazed fire goddess, her rabid eyes looking downward at the burnt corpses that laid before her. The demon had taken full control over the once beloved hero, mind and body. Pulling its blood coated hands over its nose it took a deep inhale, taking in the sent of its prey. The smell was almost like ecstasy for her, the most delicious and beautiful scent there has ever been. Pulling her hands away it began sniffing around her blood stained nose, and began to walk around the small town like as if it was looking for something, or hunting for someone.

It didn’t take it very long to finally stop in front of a small straw home, taking a sniff at the door way it gave out a toothy grin. Feral Nova leaped through the door, breaking it with no problem, landing in a crouching position as she sniffed the staled air. Making her way deeper into the small home, she began shoving furniture out of the way, chuckling to herself as she reached a small corner closet. Ripping the door open she took a deep breath and looked downward, a child, about the age of 4 sat in a fetal position, his eyes closed tightly as his small body shivered with fear. Licking her lips with hunger she began to reach downward with her claw like fingers towards the little boy, ready to consume the little life he had.

But before she could reach downward a shift in the air suddenly was felt. The demon whipped its head around to find an rather familiar woman standing before her. Her short dirty blond and black armored outfit that thread 'WAL Blops' to the right side of the chest. She knew who this was… Cover, We Are Legend Black Ops member.

Feral Nova hissed at this woman, not happy to see someone who was interrupting her dinner. Cover stayed silent, never flinching a muscle as she slowly began to reach behind her, grasping something. With a feral roar Nova leaped at the woman like a cat to a mouse, only to have her body fly right through her, as if she was a ghost. Landing on all four the demon looked annoyed, tilting its head to the side as it spun around, looking back at the silent fighter. Standing back up it began to circle her opponent, as if examining her, only to stop to the right of the woman. It then shot out a hellfire ball at the woman, who then vanished in a blink of an eye and appeared right behind Feral Nova, jamming a dart into the base of her neck.

The demon roared as it threw its arm out, slapping Cover across the face and forcing her to the ground as the demon began to stumble. Her vision became blurred and became harder to stand. Her body began to tilt to the left until she finally slipped on a puddle of blood and landed face first into the floor. Walking up to the now disoriented demon, Cover withdrew her baton, and slammed it against her face. Knocking the demon out cold.

THE NEXT DAY

Feral Nova's eyes fluttered open, her head throbbing in pain as a soft groan escaped from between her lips. But when she went to go place her hand upon her head... she realized she was strapped to a table. In a panic she began to wiggle her body, trying to get herself free as she realized another thing… SHE had control over herself. She blinked for a moment as she saw a figure standing not too far away from her, in the shadows.

“Who are you?” Stephanie’s asked, her voice a bit raspy.

Taking a few steps forward showed a young woman with a black blindfold across her eyes. “You can call me Sight.” Her voice was soft, almost soothing.

“Where am I?” She began to relax a bit, letting her guard slowly down.

“The underground portion of We Are Legend Facilities in Los Angeles.” She answered, slowly walking up to the Fire Goddess.

Confusion swept upon her face, We Are Legend disbanded… again, now their back? “Is this some sort of joke?”

A door suddenly swept open, causing Sight to jerk up a bit and back away, her had tilted downward as a man with a military uniform came into play. “Does this seem like a joke to you Miss Ardor?”

“General Bartholomew.” Chills when down her spine as she saw the man step forward, she figured he would be dead right now. But looking at him and his thick head of gray hair and defining wrinkles… he was getting there. “How are you-?” before she could finish her question, Bartholomew interrupted her.

“You are in no condition to be asking question Miss Ardor.” He spoke in a cold voice towards her. “You only have TWO options here, be held inside the We Are Legend underground facilities for the rest of your unnatural life OR…” he paused for a moment, walking up closer to the captive fire goddess. “You can re-join We Are Legend, and become the hero you once were.”

Nova’s eyes widen, but then began to chuckle. “I’m broken General, or have you forgotten? I’ve been ‘fixed’ before over at Champions of Peace, but look what happened a few years later?” she gave a broken grin as tears began to build up in her eyes. “I’m no good… no matter how hard I try… I CANT be the hero I once was.”

“Miss Ardor, can you tell me exactly HOW you are able to think so clearly right now?” Bartholomew asked.

She cleared her throat for a moment. “What?” she then thought about for a moment, this entire time, she had full control over herself, the demon… no where to be found in her mind. Her eyes widen as she looked over at him. “How-?”

The young blond haired girl stepped up.

“I believe you met ‘Sight’” Bartholomew motioned to the blindfolded girl. “She’s a powerful telepath that we came across about a year ago. So far she’s been able to suppress your feral demon mindset. But she’s also useful for other things as well…”

“So what? Your going to have her follow me everywhere to make sure I don’t snap?” she chuckled.

“No, we’re going to erase your memory right before the point of your downward spiral into darkness.” There was a chill in his voice. "We are going to erase everything, and bury your demon within the deepest part of your mind where it will never be found or set free.

Stephanie laughed, erase her memory? But when he didn’t laugh… “Wait… your SERIOUS?” Stephanie stopped laughing. “That’s insane, you would have to go all the way back to-“

“The Secret War… yes I know.” General Bartholomew spoke as he stopped walking. “The world needs more than just ‘heroes’ Feral Nova. There are plenty of ‘heroes’ running around. The world needs a savior.” He turned back around. “You need to be one of those savior’s but in order to do that, you need to go back to how you were BEFORE you were engulfed in darkness. The time when you were… for lack of a better word ‘pure’. Think about it, you won’t remember the demon, you won’t remember hurting those you caused harm to, you won’t remember EVER being a villain and you’ll be able to live your life the way you were SUPPOSE to, like how you WANTED to, as a Light In the Darkness.” He cracked a smirk.” Its not as if you have a say in the matter anyways, its either this or keep you held underground for the rest of your life, and you would be so useful NOT being held against your will.”

“So instead your just going to erase my memory against my will?” Stephanie’s heart began to pound in her chest as anxiety began to sweep over her. “YOU CAN’T DO THIS!” she yelled out, her body was about to erupt into flames, but… something held her back. She looked over to Sight, who had a gentle smile on her face. “F@CK!” Stephanie yelled out, struggling to break herself free.

“Next time we meet Feral Nova… you won’t remember any of this.” With that General Bartholomew walked out.

Sight then walked forward, outstretching her hand as it gently pressed against Nova’s forehead, covering her eyes. “Don’t worry, this won’t hurt a bit.” Then… the world around her went black.

Two day’s later

Stephanie sat in front of a mirror, her hair was shorter, only going down to the the lobs of her ears. Running her fingers through it she scrunched her nose, maybe this WASN’T a good idea. She never cut her hair this short before. But then again… she figured it time for a new look. Getting up she walked out of her room, walking into the underground facilities of We Are Legend, she had been here for the past two day’s recovering from a long time Coma that she has been in for… well… years from what she understood. Ever since her battle with Ziccarra on Ninjeta, she had been out, sleeping soundly in a air pressure chamber until her body was able to fully heal itself back to health and just two day’s ago she woke up.

But since then she has been going through crash courses on the current world events. Andy was now dead, Ziccarra died… again, New France, Utopia, Champions of Peace, The Trinity, Mistress Redhead missing, so many things wen’t on while she was asleep! Not to mention now there was some chick running around trying to kill her! …who’s name escaped Stephanie for a moment… but anyways… ALL OF THIS WAS INSANE! And soooo much to learn, it was like being in high school all over again… only without the popular kids… or cheersluts.

“How are you feeling Miss. Ardor?” a voice asked from a distance. Looking upward she saw General Bartholomew.

“I’m doing great General! When do you think I’ll be able get some action!” She said throwing her fists in the air, acting as if she was hitting someone.

“Soon enough, we just need to make sure you’re-“

“Up to speed on world events and back to full power… yeah, yeah.” Stephanie rolled her eyes as she walked into a room where her ‘teaching’ sessions were held at. “See you later!” she said as she closed the door behind her.

With a grin General Bartholomew walked away, the hero the world once loved, was back.

Walking into another room General Bartholomew stood in front of multiple military personnel, all who used to support We Are Legend when the UNSC was still in control of it.

“So, General, how are we going about releasing Stephanie Ardor back into the public? Obvious we can’t send Sight to everyone in the world and wipe their memories clean.” A older looking man dressed in military attar spoke.

“So glad you asked.” Bartholomew grin as he stood before all the men. “Its simple, we simply say after Feral Nova went into her coma after the war on Ninjeta (Secret War), protocol 732C, also known as Protocol Switch-off was commence.” The rest of them were silent for a few seconds.

“Your talking about the clones that the UNSC made of all the second generation WAL members.”

With a grin he nod. “Exactly. Those clones were created to take the place of the WAL members if they were to be killed or go missing. So naturally when Feral Nova went into her coma, the clone was accidently activated and went about the world pretending to be the real Feral Nova. Now, we can state that because of the clones interactions with Darkchild, the clone went rouge, and we have been unsuccessful on containing it, until now. We were also able to bring the real Feral Nova out of coma and she is now ready to action yet again.”

“And what about the actual clones? Someone is surely going to start poking around our facilities and files in attempt to find more information on them.”

"Well after our little… incident (When Clones attack rp) we had to discard the clones, but the public is unaware of this. As for the files on these clones, the only one’s that are left are held at Washington DC.”

“This is brilliant General.” The men began to stand up from their seats. “We’ll make the announcement to the public this week.” With that they all began to walk out of the meeting room, the plan was now set in motion.