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Nighttime; Megatokyo 2034:

	Priss stood frozen in the unfamiliar darkened apartment and stared
her bloody hand, trying to decide whether she wanted to scream, become
violently ill, or force herself to wake from this mad nightmare. 

	A few moments ago she had been sleeping peacefully next to what
she _thought_ was her lover.  She thought she heard the warm figure murmer
something about 'Quincy' and 'Boomers' in an odd voice before other woman
screamed, woke up, and rolled out of bed yelling in suprise before she
woke enough to get a good look at her.

	Aside from her left arm and a pair of scars, the stranger looked
like... no, was _identical_ to Prisilla Asagiri. 

	Even as Priss drew breath to launch an accusation at her double
the latter swore loudly, dove across the unfamiliar room, and rose with a
razor sharp katana in her hands.  Priss had no idea what was going on, but
she was in a strange room with a (presumed) boomer wearing her face
between her and the door rambling nonsense about _her_ being a boomer
assassin.  She eyed the imperfect mirror image carefully, trying to decide
whether to go through her or attempt to play along (hah!).  Then the
duplicate moved and she was obliged to go with her first mind.

	Priss managed a feint as she willed the beam sabre swing out of
her cyberarm.  The swordswoman's widened in an unnervingly human manner as
she found herself too close to do anything but get run through, and as it
was splattered with warm fluids the sensors in Priss' left arm told her
why.  Priss could not decide which was more frightening, the fact that the
blood was undoubtedly human....

	... or the fact that it was, as far as she could tell, her own.

	She had only just forced her mind to the more immidiate concerns
of escape when the corpse on the ground gasped sharply.  Priss stared in
horror and backed towards the wall when figure in the bloody nightshirt
stagger to her feet with blade in hand.

	"What the _fuck_ are you?" Priss whispered at the doppelganger
she had just stabbed through the chest.

	The Priss on the other side of the room lowered her sword and
stared the terrified, naked cyborg with no small amount of apprehension
herself as she lowered her sword reluctantly and tried to think of an
answer.  Then both women pivoted towards the door as they heard the
distinctive sound of a door being smashed off it's hinges.

	As the two emerged from the bedroom they saw two other, totally
human-looking, dopplegangers entering through the front doorway.  As the
door originally _in_ said doorway was on the floor both woman came to the
same understandable conclusion, Trouble.

	Priss launched herself across the room and extended her claws,
hoping to disable the newcomers before they expanded and powered up thier
serious weaponry.  Unfortunately the doppleganger she intercepted either
anticpated this or was a dedicated infiltration design and it moved to
grapple with her instead.  The biker smiled in in grim satisfaction as she
noticed her opponent straining to keep the titanium blades away from her,
then swore as a failsafe with her cyberarm cut power rather than risk
her flesh being overstressed and she was slammed into the nearest wall for
her troubles.

	Priss back-peadled for cover as she tried to remember where she
hid her old 'Boomer-Killer' pistol when one of the newcomers... blurred
and suddenly was holding her effortlessly off the groundby the front of
her nightshirt with a sardonic smirk.  "I doubt it have done any good
anyway, 'Sis'" the inhuman duplicate commented casually.

	"B-boomer!" Priss gasped out as she looked down at her own face
while being held helpless.

	"B-boomer!" Priss gasped out as she looked down at her own face
while being held helpless.

	"Damn near." Priss muttered bitterly as she recalled what she had
done to herself.

	"You wish." Priss said as she broke into a grin and exposed her
fangs.

*****

A 'Hey, It Worked For Ranma and SM' Production:

Crisis of Infinite Bubblegum 

HTG (Muchos apologies and kowtows to Hosmer, Breen, and She-Hulk twice
     over of course)