TJ2: Ending Edit 1

        "Get me more water," Mikarem ordered.
        "Stop that," Fushi glared. "I'm doing detective work right now. Leave me alone."
        "Detective work?" Mikarem got up, curious. "Your strength is in your physical strength, not mental. I've never seen you do detective work before."
        "That's because this is important," Fushi continued scanning through pieces of paper and shifting her eyes between them and a computer screen.
        "Well what is it?" Mikarem picked up a piece of paper that Fushi dropped. It had information on the Tennis Rackets.
        "We never found the villain Emelie claimed she fought that day," Mikarem put the paper down. "You're still trying to find Virginia Omen, aren't you? You know she could be anywhere, or anyone."
        "That's why I'm thinking it through," Fushi turned to Mikarem. "Don't you think it's strange that Voca was killed and no one knew until the concert?"
        "Virginia 'Virgo' Omen was able to look like anyone she wanted to," Mikarem argued. "It would have been easy for her."
        "The Tennis Rackets were this town's biggest celebrities and some of the most important people," Fushi continued. "They had really good security. Trust me, I've tried to sneak back stage more than once when I was younger. Someone would have found her out before she killed Voca, or before the concert, I know it."
        "Then she would have just killed them too," Mikarem concluded.
        "But there aren't any records of other casualties," Fushi stated. "That's why I think this was more of an inside job that we thought."

        Some several weeks later:

        Erisnoff descended the steps. Finally, after all those years trapped in Bereznoff's head, trying to regain her own soul and eventually much more, Eris had finally obtained the body she desired. Now, she walked down these steps, prepared to face Ophiucus and expose him for what he truly was. Then she could finally reunite with her partner and begin life anew.
        At the bottom of the steps, she found a throne with a man seated there. The heroes and villains who had seen Ophiucus before would have clearly known it was him sitting there.
        "But you aren't actually Ophiucus," Erisnoff basically broke the fourth wall. "Your disguise doesn't fool me. I'm quite a master of mental prowess. Your illusions are nothing here, Virginia."
        "I hadn't expected anyone to come from this side," Virginia Omen said as she dropped her disguise, "never mind someone who could see through my illusions."
        Virginia Omen, Virgo, the woman who had assassinated the leader of the Tennis Rackets, Voca, and had taken her place in an attempt to kidnap a large group of people and sacrifice them for the blood blankets. The illusions she had cast on the heroes, some erotic, some of gore, were incredibly powerful and realistic. After she was defeated, she pretended to go unconscious. The heroes clearly thought she'd just lie down and rest until the police came to take her away, but that wasn't the case. She escaped and returned to Ophiucus, the man who had offered her power and whom she wanted to protect, even without being controlled by Aki Reese.
        "I was hoping to have some fun making Ophiucus look like an incredibly powerful demon," Virginia continued, "but I guess I don't have to anymore. I wasn't pushing myself very far when I was disguised just now, but if I focus enough my illusions will definitely pierce you!"
        Virginia Omen's illusions shaped into monstrous figures that led away from her and nearly surrounded Erisnoff.
        "Please, I know they have no physical form," Erisnoff grinned and stepped forward. "They can do me no harm, so I have no use in paying them any heed."
        Erisnoff stopped in her tracks. Apparently, she should have paid them heed. One figure had stabbed her in the back. The knife wound it left was absolutely physical. Erisnoff fell over in pain. She extended her arm into a long needle-like rapier and slashed through the illusions behind her. The knife was pulled out of her back, but whatever physical form had managed to get it in there to start was hiding behind the illusions again. Angered, Erisnoff made the rapier even longer and wildly slashed it in all directions, hitting all of the illusions at the same time, multiple times.

        "Virginia Omen couldn't be working alone," Fushi concluded. "And I don't mean she was working with Ophiucus or whatever. That much is obvious. She had someone else with her. Someone who could get her close to Voca."

        Virgo, who had also been cut by the rapier, was hurt and lost concentration on her illusions. As the monstrous figures disappeared, a woman who was also very hurt by the attack fell on her back. She was spread-eagled, and her wild hair was blocking her face. Erisnoff's attack had scarred her chest with three strikes. Together, they formed an 'A'. The figure tried to support herself and the hair fell to the sides. The face revealed the woman's identity.
        "Hm, I've seen a bit of the future," Erisnoff looked down on the girl, "And Bereznoff's been keeping some close tabs on this generation of villains along with a large number of citizens and the government records of them that are kept at the library. That should be enough information for me to pose a hypothesis. If I'm not mistaken, I'd guess that when Ari Reese, or "Aries", was swayed to join Ophiucus, it was because she was against the Tennis Rackets and wanted to give her own singing talent a chance to shine through. But I suppose she wasn't the only one. You joined Ophiucus because you were swayed by Ari, who had the same goal as you did. You didn't like being left in Voca's shadow, so this was your solution. You helped Virginia Omen kill Voca so that you'd have a shot of starting your own group after the Tennis Rackets were no longer remembered, isn't that right, Duavo?"
        "I didn't want my own group," Duavo looked bitterly up at Erisnoff. "Lloyd, Kyle, and I were supposed to just keep going, only now I would be the lead. I don't want to just sing those auto-tuned songs and to let Voca get the real songs; I want all of it! But then Lloyd committed suic—"
        "Yeah, I really don't care," Erisnoff cut her off. She turned her fingers into incredibly long needles and used one hand to decapitate Virgo, the other to decapitate Duavo.
        "I didn't come here for your sob story, or even for you," Erisnoff walked away. "I have more important things to do."