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A Dark World
An SI/Mega X-over
By Tomas Megarson

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Note: The anime character who've I decided to use as "the girl" is
probably not all that well known. As such at the end of the story
I've included a brief bio about her and her early appearance in the
manga she's from. If you wish to read that first, go ahead, but it
will spoil the revelation in the story. I suggest you wait until the
story has named her before you read it.

Chapter 4

A cool spring air carrying the scent of sakura floated through
the sky and the shining light of the early afternoon sun beating from
the west left a warm feeling on those who were beneath it. The faint
sound of a few passing cars on the distant street drifted up the hill
and across the yard of the Hikawa shrine, the quiet rumble of traffic
the only disturbance in what seemed to be a peaceful day.

Sitting on the ground with his feet sprawled before him, Tomas
gazed down onto the crown of the head of the blonde child clinging to
him. He couldn't see her face, but the crushing hug was a clear sign
that she was happy to see him.

Unfortunately, that didn't register in Tomas' mind. While he
was proud of his ability to adapt and even more so of his ability to
just wing any situation without burying himself too badly, this time
his mind gave a dying croak when it tried to shift gears. In the past
few hours he'd had to shift, adapt, and fight to keep his sanity in
the unbelievable situation he'd found himself in too many times. And
now that entire portion of his mind gave out.

"Since when the hell do I have a kid?" Tact, it appeared, had
also decided to flee the scene.

The young girl pulled herself back from Tomas and gazed at him
happily. There was a laugh in her voice as she replied, "Stop making
jokes, daddy."

"Look kiddo," Tomas said with a slight growl in his voice. "I
ain't joking. There's no way in hell I got a kid."

Slowly the girl released Tomas and stood up, taking a step
back so he could get to his feet as well. Concern was flooding her
eyes like high tide during a hurricane. Ever so quietly she asked,
"Daddy, are you alright?"

"Stop calling me that!" came the snapped response from Tomas.
"And for your information, no, I'm not alright! First I find out I'm
in some kind of alternate dimension! Then I get to watch myself get
decapitated in an unnecessarily gory fashion, only to learn the
afterlife's got no place for me!" The girl was a mix of tears and
strange looks, but Tomas noticed none of that. "And now some other
shit's happened and I find out I got some kid calling herself my
daughter." Spinning away from the girl, Tomas screamed at the sky,
"This is no my god damned day!"

The girl's face had warm tears running down it as Tomas
continued swearing at the sky. Something was wrong with her daddy and
she couldn't think of what to do. As the ranting continued to from
Tomas' mouth, she finally decided that the problem was with his head.
She was a young girl, only 10 years old, but she was extraordinarily
intelligent and read as many books as she could get her hands on.
There many cases in the stories she had read that a hit on the head
would cure someone with memory problems. It was the only option she
had. Raising her right arm, it quickly reformed into a giant steel
sword, the work of her special powers. She knew her daddy asked her
not to use them if she didn't have too, but she didn't see any other
choice.

Still facing the other way and yelling curses at the sky,
Tomas never saw the flat of the blade come down and slam into the back
of his head, knocking him unconscious.

*

Blinking his eyes opened, Tomas wondered just why it was that
every time he woke up his head hurt. It was starting to get to be a
really bad habit. Getting his eyes opened, he stared up at the
ceiling above him for a bit before he smirked. "Unfamiliar ceiling.
Heh." He'd waited a long time to get to steal that line.

Forcing himself up and swinging his legs over the side of the
bed, Tomas dropped his elbows onto his knees and his head into his
hands. Despite the dull throbbing that was still going on and a
serious need of a Tylenol or twelve, he managed to replay what
happened before he lost the world again. "Smooth move, asshole," he
whispered to himself. Damn, but he'd handled dying better then he
ended up handling whatever the hell this was. Life, he supposed,
given the girl hadn't acted like any Undead he'd read about. Then
again...he never did get into those types of books.

"Daddy?"

The hesitant voice caused Tomas to raise his head and look at
the girl. This time he looked hard at her, slowly getting a sinking
feeling as her features matched yet another character from a manga
he'd read. Licking his dry lips, he tried out her name, giving a
mental prayer he was wrong. "Eve?" His voice was hesitant and rough
as he forced the name out of his throat.

The girl's nod and continuous worried looks caused him to
swallow even though his throat was parched. This was bad. What the
hell was Eve doing here and calling him daddy? She should have been
either an emotionless doll with that psycho-weapons merchant, or she
should have been with Train and Sven acting as a sweeper. Damn, this
was bad. If any of those three thought he'd kidnapped her and messed
with her mind, he was dead. That wasn't something he really wanted to
do again.

Tomas' head dropped back into his hands for a moment as he
wondered just what he'd done to end up with this life. His head came
back up and he gazed at his right hand, or rather the Rune embedded in
it. He recalled that besides the cool magic powers and the non-aging
stuff that went with one of these, there was some saying like fate
revolved around those who bore a True Rune. Damn, but touching the
thing had been stupid.

With a sigh he shoved all those currently useless thoughts
aside and turned his attention back to Eve. Her blond hair reached
down the entire back of her thin, eleven year old frame. She was
perhaps 4'3 or so and her large red-brown eyes were filled with worry
as her intense, though nervous gaze took him in. The black long
sleeve shirt and short black skirt she wore seemed to emphasize the
depression it was clear she was feeling.

Taking in her gaze, Tomas knew he couldn't shove her away and
try to escape the situation he was in. He wasn't sure what would
happen, and doubted it'd be pleasant, but he wasn't going to leave
Eve. Damn his conscious, his sense of responsibility, and whatever
the hell it was that was about to make him play a part he knew he
wasn't ready for. Reaching out his arms to the girl, his voice no
longer rough, he said, "Come here, kiddo. I'm alright now."

Almost tentatively, Eve's short steps brought her to Tomas.
Her face and body relaxed, however, when he pulled her up onto the bed
and gave her a calming hug. "You're okay now?"

"Yeah, I am." Knowing he needed some excuse for what had
happened outside he quickly thought up a small lie. "I had a really,
really bad day. All the stress from work just got to me, and, well,
messed up my mind, I suppose."

Eve's face turned up so that her intelligent gaze could take
him in. Seeing those eyes he had to remind himself that the girl was
extremely bright, and the hyperness she'd shown before wasn't what he
knew of as in character for her. "Was work that bad?"

"Worse," came Tomas' reply. But at least that told him
something. He had been working, so there were responsibilities he'd
have to find out. Or, a bright idea came to him; there were
responsibilities he could ignore. "I ended up quitting, which is why
I got home early."

"You...quit? But, what about..."

"Hey, Eve, don't worry about it. I got it covered." Or,
rather, Tomas would if he still had that cool little black thing that
let him swipe money from ATMs. He wasn't wearing his denim jacket,
though, which is where the thing was last. "I've got enough money
saved up for us to live on for a good year or two, and I've got some
old jobs I can fall back on. The only difference you'll notice is
that I'll be home to spend more time with you."

"Really?"

"Yeah, really." Standing up, Tomas smiled at the girl, hoping
she wasn't seeing through his BS. He'd always been told that you
couldn't lie to a kid, but it seemed like he didn't have any problems.
"Let's go see about supper, huh?"

"Yay!" Jumping off the bed, Eve grabbed Tomas' hand and began
pulling him to the door of the bedroom. "Rei-san is making dinner.
Come on, come on!"

Tomas tried to use his greater weight to hold him still as
that bit of information sunk in. Eve, however, was stronger then she
looked and managed to force Tomas to walk with her. "Wait a second
Eve, what's Rei doing here?"

Turning her gaze up at her father, Eve blinked. "Watching me
while you were off at work. Don't you remember?" Maybe her father
wasn't alright after all.

"I meant still, here," Tomas said quickly, trying to cover
himself and thankful that Eve hadn't said Rei lived here. He wouldn't
know what to do if this hadn't been his home. "I'm home, after all."

"Oh," Eve smiled as she answered the question, "Since you were
sleeping she decided she'd stay and make dinner. We didn't know when
you'd get up."

"Ah, okay," Tomas mumbled as the walking pair passed a mirror.
Looking into it, he realized that he was younger then he should have
been. The almost total lack of facial hair reminded him of when he
was in high school and only had to shave once a week or so. How the
hell, he wondered once more, did he end up as Eve's daddy at this age.

Following Eve through a door, Tomas arrived in the Kitchen and
took it in. It was just like it had been when he'd last seen it but
with the addition of furniture and other standard kitchen things like
a coffee maker. And standing at the stove was the form of Rei, her
long black hair hanging loosely down her back.

Letting go of Tomas' hand, Eve practically skipped up to the
stove and peered past Rei trying to see what the older girl was
cooking. "Daddy's up," her once more cheerful voice said. "What's
for dinner?"

"Hmm?" Rei's head tilted down to Eve and she gave a smile.
"Food, of course. Go sit at the table." Turning around with a tray
in her hands, Rei gave Tomas a smile as well. "I'm glad to see you're
up."

Tomas said the first thing that came to mind. "Yuck,
mushrooms." The serving plate of food held his attention more then
Rei did, mostly because one of his most hated foods was predominantly
on it. "I can't stand mushrooms."

Rei blinked at the comment and a frown crossed her face. "I'm
sorry, I didn't know. I can make you something else," she offered.

"Naw, don't bother. You and Eve sit down and eat. I can cook
my own food," came Tomas' reply as he headed toward the cupboards.

"Umm..." Rei carried the platter to the table and set it down,
Eve happily grabbing the large scooping spoon and putting some on her
plate. Rei was still a bit curious as to why Tomas had an American
style kitchen with a tall table and chairs rather then the traditional
Japanese one, but she didn't let it bother her too much. "Are you
sure about that? Eve told me you couldn't cook."

Tomas ignored the nasty look Eve gave Rei as he waved her
aside. Apparently that hadn't been something the girl wanted to
share. It didn't bother him too much though. "Sit and enjoy your
cooking Rei. I'm a fairly good cook. I can cook English, American,
Hungarian, Irish, Italian, and make some real mean desserts." Moving
to the freezer, Tomas opened it and ruffled through, finally pulling
out a package of Italian sausages. "I just don't do Japanese, that's
all."

"Oh," Rei said as she sat down next to Eve, "I see." The
kitchen grew quiet for a moment as Tomas hunted around in the
refrigerator for a pepper. Finally, Rei asked, "So, why did you get
home early? You told me you were going to be out of town for another
two days."

Finally finding a red pepper buried under a bunch of other
vegetables, Tomas came back up wondering what was going on. He had
more expected her to realize he'd been killed then saying he was off
on business. And now that he thought about it, Eve's changing from
calling him master to daddy was insanely strange too. This was just
so wrong.

"Um, Tomas? Are you alright?"

Shaking his head and closing the fridge's door, he sighed and
began to lie once more. "Yeah, I'm okay. I'm home early because work
kept getting worse and worse, so I quit."

"You quit?" Rei's voice was filled with surprise as she
paused in her eating. "It must have been pretty bad, then."

"It was worse," Tomas said as he pulled out a frying pan, "way
worse. Still, this way I get to spend more time at home."

"Well, there is that, but, how are you going to pay your
bills? And what are you making?"

Going through a nearby pantry, Tomas was glad he managed to
pick the one with the oil on his first try. Pulling it out, he
returned to the stove where he'd left everything else. "I've got
enough save for now and I can always fall back on my old job. As for
what I'm cooking, it's sausage and peppers. Good food."

"Oh. So, what was your old job?" Tomas had never really
talked to much about himself to her, and Rei was glad that for once he
was opening up. Maybe it had to do with whatever happened to him
while he'd been at work.

Tossing the diced sausage into the now hot pan, Tomas replied,
"I was a thief." Looking at his pan, Tomas blinked. Crap, he hadn't
wanted to say that.

"What?" came the disbelieving question behind him.

Shrugging his shoulders, Tomas replied with a question of his
own. "Why's that so surprising?"

"Well," Rei stopped and grabbed her head with her hand.
"What the..." Rei's eyes blinked rapidly as she drifted into deep
thought for a moment.

Looking up from her now finished dinner, Eve inquired, "What's
wrong Rei-san?"

"Its alright, Eve-chan. I just had a funny feeling, like I've
had this conversation before." Rei continued to frown in thought,
though she also began to pick at her food and slowly eat it.

Standing by the stove, Tomas managed to contain his sigh of
relief. The conversation, he recalled, had happened the day he'd been
killed. He hoped that had just been the day before and someone had
screwed with Rei and Eve's minds to help him out here. As he
continued to cook up his own dinner, for what seemed to be the
hundredth time, Tomas wondered just what he was doing.

*

Sliding open the shrine's door, the three who had just enjoyed
dinner together stepped out into the early evening. There was still a
touch of light in the west from the setting sun as the trio walked
down the single step that led to the ground.

Tomas was glad this was over. He'd spent most of the meal
dodging questions from Rei about his being a thief. It wasn't
something he had wanted to go into, and he wasn't even really sure it
mattered anymore, given how everything seemed different now. He was
still curious about all the furniture since he hadn't had a chance to
buy any yet.

"Well, I guess if you're not working now, I don't need to pick
up Eve after school."

Looking at Rei, Tomas nodded. "I really appreciate all the
help you've given me Rei, but I can handle things here. For awhile at
least."

"Well, you're doing better then I would in your situation."
Rei shrugged and began to walk away before turning back around. "Can
I make a suggestion?"

With a nod, Tomas agreed, "Suggest away."

"Why don't you see about going back to school?" Rei got
nervous for a moment her eyes seeming to look anywhere but at Tomas.
"You're only a couple of years older then me, and you could do better
for yourself and Eve if you finish high school."

Tomas was quiet for a moment. While Rei thought he was
worried that he was going to be insulted by the suggestion, instead he
was thinking about how much he hated high school. If he was only a
couple of years older then Rei like she said, than that's where he'd
be. Finally bringing his attention back to Rei, he nodded, though
reluctantly. "I'll think about it." That seemed like the safest
response to him.

Rei blinked in a moment of surprise and then gave a smile.
"Thanks. I'll see you later, then."

"Goodbye, Rei-san!" Eve waved as the girl walked away.
Looking up at her father, she saw him give a short wave of goodbye and
then sit down on the step. Not really knowing what else to do, she
joined him. The pair sat in silence as Rei left their site and the
last touch of light in the west faded away. As the stars began to
appear overhead, Eve asked, "Daddy, why don't I have a mother?"

Tomas blinked once and swore under his breath. He had no clue
how to answer that question and no real clue as to the reason. Still,
he couldn't just sit and stay quiet about it all. Thinking for a few
seconds, he pulled out one of the oldest parental excuses in the book.
"I don't think you're ready yet, Eve. I'll tell you when you are."

Frowning up at her father, Eve replied with an actual touch of
anger. "I am too ready. Why don't you just tell me?"

With a sigh, Tomas knew it wasn't going to work. Still, he
had a plan to run with now. "Fine, I'm not ready to tell you yet.
Give me some time, okay?" Putting a touch of pain into his voice,
Tomas continued, "It's not all that easy for me."

"Really?'

"Yeah, really. I'll tell you tomorrow, or maybe the day
after. I promise."

"Well, okay." Turning her attention back to the shrine's
grounds she gazed down towards the stairs that led to the street, and
watched as a young woman crested the top of them. "Daddy, who's
that?" she asked pointing to the woman.

Turning his own attention to the woman, Tomas blinked. The
woman was dressed in jeans and what seemed to be a green sweater under
a denim jacket. Her long blue hair and her face was fairly easy for
Tomas to identify, though he didn't really believe it. "Botan?" he
asked more to himself then to Eve.

"Do you know her?"

"Yeah," Tomas said with a nod, "I do. Tell you what, Eve, why
don't you go take a bath and then we'll have some ice cream and watch
a movie, okay?"

At the mention of ice cream, Eve jumped to her feet. "Okay!"
Turning, she rushed back into the home.

With Eve out of the way, Tomas walked toward Botan, hoping
she'd have some clue as to what the hell was going on. As he got into
easy speaking distance from her, he said, "Am I glad to see you. What
the hell's going on?"

Botan's gaze took Tomas in for a moment before she sighed and
shook her head. "You changed the universe, that's what happened."

"Huh?"

Reaching out, Botan grabbed Tomas' right hand and pointed to
the Rune in it. "Do you have any idea how much power is in one of
these things? They bend the universe around them. There aren't
supposed to be any True Runes unsealed. We had all twenty-seven of
them stored away for safekeeping, and you went and unsealed. It. What
were you thinking?"

Almost defensively, Tomas replied, "I was thinking I was dead
so there was no harm to touching it."

"Tomas, do you know what this Rune is?"

"Yeah," Tomas said with a shrug, wondering where all the
hostility went. "It's Soul Eater, the Rune that governs over life and
death. So?"

"So," with an exasperated sigh, Botan answered, "it brought
you back to life. And in doing so, it changed the Universe so that it
could exist with a mortal down here. That means that events are going
to start to revolve around you."

"Okay," taking it in wasn't too hard. He'd actually expected
something close to that, minus the Rune changing the universe bit.
"So, this is bad how, exactly?"

For a moment Botan stared at Tomas, and then blushed slightly
in embarrassment. "In truth, its really not. Almost everything that
got changed only affects this world, and one world in an entire
universe isn't all that big a deal."

"Then why were you getting so bent out of shape?"

"Because I just spent the past week looking for you."

"Looking for me? But I was with you only a day or so ago."
This was just getting confusing for Tomas.

"No, you weren't. It took Soul Eater a week to bring you back
to life, and I still have no idea where you were."

"Oh. Great, wonderful, so now what?" All of this was
interesting, but not really important to Tomas. Or it could have been
and he was just too indifferent to care.

"Now, I've got to give you an offer." Stretching her arms out
for a moment, she continued. "Koenma's decided since you're the first
dead person to be brought back to life in a long time, he wants you to
become a spirit detective."

Blinking at that for a second, Tomas asked "What about Yusuke?

"Who?"

"Yusuke, the kid who's supposed to be your spirit detective."

Frowning, Botan's face turned into a deeply lined one of
thought. "I don't recall anyone named Yusuke. Let me check on it."

Reaching out and taking Botan's arm, Tomas shook his head.
"Its not important, don't worry about it. Just one question, do I get
paid?"

"Paid?" Botan frowned at the thought. "You're going to be
protecting a lot of people, why would you want to get paid?"

Pointing his thumb over his shoulder back to the shrine he
replied, "Because I got a kid to take care of and bills to pay. I
need some kind of income." Frowning, he continued, "I'm still trying
to figure out how the kid part happened. You got any clue?"

"Hmm? Oh, yes," Reaching into an inside pocket in her jacket,
Botan held out a small paperback book. "This is your life story, or
rather the one that rune of yours created for you. Koenma thought
it'd be wise for you to get a chance to read it."

Taking the book, Tomas noticed that the only thing on the
cover was his name. "Tell him thanks for me. This is a big help."
Tomas then blinked as Botan pulled the book out of his hand. "Hey,
what gives?"

"You only get it if you agree to be a spirit detective.
Otherwise you're not allowed to see any official material."

"Damn," Tomas whispered under his breath. Of course, the
choice wasn't too hard for him. He hated walking around blind, deaf,
and dumb. "Give me the book," his voice was resigned as he said it,
"I'll be your detective."

"Good," Botan said, returning the paperback to him. "I'll see
you tomorrow to begin teaching you what you need to know."

"Make it in the morning. I've got things to do in the
afternoon." Stuffing the book into a pocket in his jeans, Tomas
sighed. "I've got a funny feeling I made the wrong choice here.

"Alright, the morning it is. I'll see you then!" Botan gave
a cheerful wave as she faded from Tomas' view.

He stood there for a few more moments before whispering damn
and turning to head back in. He had a lot of reading to do tonight.

*

With a tired yawn, Tomas glanced over to the digital clock
next to his bed as he finally closed the cover to the book with his
life story in it. It had been an interesting read, and absolutely
nothing like his real life had been before he ended up here.

The story had opened with what were supposedly his earliest
memories, having a cut on his knee being cleaned by a kind looking
girl about a decade older then him when he was four. The girl's name
had been Chisato, and like him, she had been an orphan. There was
another orphan, Keiji, who was rather close to Chisato. Basically
until he was seven Keiji and Chisato raised him rather then the people
who ran the orphanage. According to the book, he never even learned
the names of the people who had run it.

When he was seven, Keiji and Chisato got married, and left to
set out on their own, leaving him behind. When he was eight, he
learned the reason Chisato and Keiji had gotten married was that at
sixteen Chisato had gotten pregnant with Keiji's child, and that was
why the pair had left him behind. Unfortunately he learned this at
the pair's funeral. Only days after their child, Eve, had been born,
they had been killed in a fire, and the baby Eve was gone.

Without any hope of Chisato and Keiji coming for him, he had
apparently run away from the orphanage to make his way through life on
his own. It wasn't too long, however, before he had gotten dragged
into the criminal world. For the first six years he had played the
part of a pickpocket, bringing in small items and amounts of money
while learning how to be a real thief. When he was thirteen, however,
he'd been upgraded to the roll of a burglar, where the natural talents
for stealth he'd seem to develop could be used for the best.

That life went well for three years, though a few tight
scrapes here and there livened things up at times. Then, when he was
sixteen, he'd managed to steal a set of priceless jewels that were on
visiting display at a local museum, jewels that were worth tens of
millions of American dollars. The high boss of the major criminal
ring the small yakuza group he was a part of, Torneo Rudman, was so
impressed he'd sent an offer to join him for dinner.

At Torneo's mansion of a home he was given a very special
treat, he was introduced to Torneo's newest object for the black
market, a biological weapon named Eve who had an organ which created
nano-machines surgically placed into her body. The name struck a
memory about his old friend's child, he'd actually dared to ask where
Torneo got the girl. Apparently Torneo wasn't all that worried about
him, because he'd happily told Tomas about how some of his Yakuza had
managed to kill off a couple of young orphans and steal their newborn
child.

Tomas had been surprised by the answer, thinking it had all
been a coincidence, but now that he knew, he was positive he couldn't
leave Eve in Torneo's hands. The next part of the book had been a
glowing chapter with him sneaking back into Torneo's home, disabling
security systems, and rescuing Eve from some kind of machine that she
had been hooked up to. Unfortunately, he hadn't been able to
disconnect the machine the correct way, and in the process Eve had
lost her memories.

With Eve in his care and thinking he was her father, he had
come across a small shrine which had been burned to the ground and the
priest whom had owned and handled the place dead. With a small
fortune he'd stashed away from his thieving days, Tomas had bought the
land and had the shrine rebuilt so he and Eve could live there. In
the process he'd met the granddaughter of the former priest, Rei, and
had made friends with her.

The rest of the book was just some boring junk on how he'd
used his knowledge of electronics to get a small job for a consulting
company, how he was constantly screwed out of any decent job because
he was only sixteen, and how he'd hacked into some government records
to show that he'd adopted Eve, making things nice and legal in
appearance at least, and some other boring day to day stuff.

Sighing, Tomas turned off the reading light and crawled under
his covers. He had his alarm set to Six AM, knowing he'd have to get
up and begin his training with Botan in the morning, as well as get
Eve to school. Still, now knowing what the life he'd stepped into
was, he didn't feel as bad as he had before. Hopefully he'd manage to
make do. The last thing that crossed his mind before sleep claimed
him was that he had to tell Eve about her parents in the morning.





Author's Notes: Well, there we go, chapter four done and set. As
promised above, here's a quick profile on Eve so those of you who
don't know who she is will, now.



Name: Eve
Age: 9
Height: 133cm or 4ft 4in
Weight: 30kg or 66lbs
Hobbies: Reading, observing things
Dislikes: Rooms without views; scary people
Favorite Food: Ice cream
Notes: Eve seems to have a genius IQ and never forgets the contents
of a book once she's read it. Also, because she possesses nano-
machines for healing, her wounds heal with speeds that can't be
compared to normal people. Also, Eve will grow up as the only
difference between her and an ordinary person is that she has an organ
that produces nano-machines.

Canon History: Eve is from a manga called Black Cat by Yabuki
Kentaro. In the story, Eve was a biological weapon created in the
labs of a weapon's merchant named Torneo Rudman. Torneo was going to
create more people like Eve and was going to sell them onto the Black
Market, except a pair of sweepers (bounty hunters) named Train and
Sven (the two lead characters of the manga) agreed to the job of
catching Torneo and turning him over to the police. Train had
infiltrated Torneo's home and came across Torneo ordering Eve to kill
some of his men. He interrupted and got Eve to chase him, though he
fooled her when he went back into the mansion to hide.

In the outside world for the first time in her memory, Eve was
wandering around looking at all the people and trying to find Train
when she ran into Sven. He thought she was a lost child, and bought
her some ice cream while he waited for her to try to remember where
she lived. However, before she could, Torneo showed up to reclaim
her. Sven recognized his target, and tried to arrest Torneo, but
Torneo simply ordered Eve, who was standing next to Sven at the time,
to kill him, and she changed her hand into a large knife and drove it
through Sven, before being taken away by Torneo. However, having to
harm Sven brought out emotions in Eve that Torneo thought he had
destroyed.

Meanwhile, Sven got patched up, and although he was hurt, the wound
wasn't mortal. Eve had disobeyed the order to kill him. Train had
returned and the two armed up and raided Torneo's place. After some
fight scenes against Torneo's guards, Sven caught up to Torneo and Eve
while Train held off the reinforcements. A confrontation took place
where Eve got shot protecting Sven, though she changed her stomach
into iron so the bullet didn't hurt her too much. Train showed up,
Torneo got himself arrested, and the arc ended with Eve deciding to go
with Train and Sven so she could help them as they helped her.