Fragmented Sky

Fragmented Sky

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A broken world, a shattered sky, a whisper of promise. Open

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Our history books regale us in the tale of monsters that roamed our earth, creatures with tails and scales that ruled over the humankind, governing the mortals with an iron fist and causing much bloodshed.
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They were terrible creatures that drank the blood of mortals and slaughtered their young, trying to take the earth for themselves.
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But where there are villains, there will also be heroes. Rising up among the ashes of what little humans were left was a group of mortals that conquered the beasts and repopulated their homes, bringing about an era of peace and prosperity.
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The world was not always this broken. Humans used to live side by side in harmony, they could rest easy, knowing the Tower Society would protect them. A unity of demons and humans, working together to end the pestilence that plagued their world. Fellow demons, wrecking havoc upon the unsuspecting. It was the job of the Tower Society to put them down before they became a threat.

It was the Third Impact that nearly ended the world. London had become a war zone, Berlin had fallen, becoming completely overtaken by the demon race. All over the world, demon nests began to attack upon the human populace. Japan was the only country safe from the attack and many fled for safety, the small island nation forced to shutter its borders to protect its own people. The humans were left to fend for themselves.

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Things had finally began to calm, but the demons united with the vampires. The humans formed a new alliance and another war began, this time against the undead. When all seemed lost and the vampires began to gain territory, they vanished. As though it were some sort of nightmare, or perhaps a distorted memory, the world began to build anew. On the forefront of the rebuilding were the poster children of the Tower Society. Christopher Delanore and Doll King, their notoriety spreading far and wide, hailed as the heroes who ended the Third Impact.

The world is not perfect, no, it is still far from it, but the humans could rest a bit easier, knowing that they were well cared for. Once more, sky scrapers rose, the walls around Paris fell. Life moved on, the world continued to turn. Humans would survive and thrive, as they always would. Granted, there were less of them. Due to the drop in population, pieces of nature began to return to the city. Trees as tall as buildings thrived, the walls of glass and steel skyscrapers becoming entwined with ivy. A new era on earth had begun.
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For some, the world was still frozen in time. They were eternally stuck, having fallen through the cracks. Broken beyond repair, they may never recover. The world did not care for their kind, it made no difference to the humans if they would ever see the light of day again. Troubled by emptiness, deemed a waste of time; they were sent away. Heaving through corrupted lungs, collecting names of the lovers that went wrong. Chasing visions of the future while trapped in the past, perhaps one day, they would be able to rejoin the world.
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Name || Echo King
Age || 4
Gender || Female
Species || Demon || Elemental
Face Claim || Nursery Rhyme: Fate
Played by|| The_Queen
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Name || Mara LaFleur, AKA Flourspar
Age || 18
Gender || Female
Species || Perhaps human, maybe demon.
Face Claim || Nana Deviluke
Played by|| Bunny!
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Name || Mason Nik
Age || 17
Gender || Male
Species || Human
Face Claim || Akihito Kanbara
Played by|| NPC
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Name || Polaire
Age || 87
Gender || Female
Species || Demon || Crystal Formation
Face Claim || Diamond, Houseki no Kuni
Played by|| NPC
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Name || Harris Standstead AKA Samurai
Age || 19
Gender || Male
Species || Human
Face Claim || Ikki Kurogane
Played by|| NPC
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Name || Calciferous Graves
Age || 150
Gender || Male
Species || Demon || Lightning Wielder
Face Claim || Rin Okomura
Played by|| NPC
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Name || Tamaki Roe AKA Shadow
Age || 18
Gender || Male
Species || Human
Face Claim || Agata Katsuhira, Kiznaiver
Played by|| The_Queen
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Name || Sana
Age || 16
Gender || Female
Species || Human
Face Claim || Asuza Azuki
Played by|| NPC
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Name || Doll King
Age || 580
Gender || Olga Animusphere
Species || Demon || Possession
Face Claim || Mahiru Hiiragi
Played by|| NPC
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Name || Christopher Delanore
Age || 23
Gender || Male
Species || Human
Face Claim || Guren Ichinose
Played by|| NPC
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Name || Melody King
Age || 290
Gender || Female
Species || Demon || Songstress
Face Claim || Meltilith
Played by|| NPC
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Name || Mako West AKA Flame
Age || 25
Gender || Male
Species || Human
Face Claim || Mikoto Suoh
Played by|| NPC
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Name: Pandora Vale
Age: 18
Species: Human || Glaive of Longinous
FC: Rin Shibuya

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Name: Pray
Age: ??
FC: Shizuru Nakatsu
Species: Demon || Golden Eye || 4th General Hell

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Name: Miranda Eldriss
Age: 23
Species: Human || Mafia Leader
FC: Tennouji Nae from Robotics;Notes

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Name: Wicked
Age: ??
Species || Demon || Mad Bomber || 2nd General of Hell
FC: Kamado Nezuko

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Name: Leo Harway
Age: 23
Species: Human || Son of Director Harway || Former Seele Agent
FC: Eugeo

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Name: Erasmus Frist
Age: ??
Species: Demon || Director Harway's familiar
FC: Isaac Foster

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Name: Juria Havanese
Age: ??
FC: Megumi Tadokoro
Species: Demon || Leo Harway's familiar

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Name: Elliot Abernathy
Age: 38
Species: Human || The Head of the Demon Rehab Facility
FC: Osamu Dazai

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Name: Oliver Berg
Age: 48
Species || Demon || Wind User || Elliot's familiar
FC: Nakahara Chuuya

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Name: Allison Sneider
Age: 89
Species: Demon || Necromancer
FC: Hanekawa Tsubasa

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Name: Gem
Age: 90
Species: Demon || Brilliant Sun Burst
FC: Astolfo

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Name: Bex
Age: 200
Species: Demon || Dream Eater
FC: Enkidu

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Name: Ash
Age: 29
Species: Demon || Blue slime
FC: Hiro

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Name: Ariel
Age: 14
Species: Mermaid
FC: Sonozaki

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Name: Princess Charlotte of Cambridge
Age: 14
Species: Human
FC: Princess Charlotte

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Name: Gwenyth
Age: 25
Species: Half Vampire
FC: No Idea

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Name: Oliva Franz
Age: 17
Species: Human
FC: Kazuki Ferrari

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❝Steady we ride, silhouette flying over the grass. Open your eyes, look who's back?❞

ɗιαƖσgυє cσƖσя:#FF7BC1 ♙ тнσυgнт cσƖσя #4ba348

|| The Ballad of Mona Lisa|| Panic! At the Disco ||




Dinner was delicious, but it was also exhausting. More than a few times Flo found herself passing out while chewing. Christopher tactfully didn't mention it even as Sana tried to rouse Flo awake. "You can't sleep now, silly." Sana said, smiling but it was obvious she was anxious. "Or you won't be able to sleep tonight." Flo opened her eyes, trying to shake the fogginess out of her head. "Sorry." She murmured, looking at Echo to try and see if she had been eating or not. "I'm trying... to not..." Training with Silence and Pray took more out of her than she wanted to admit. If you equated the amount of energy you had to the amount of spoons you could hold, Flo had spent all of her spoons already.

"Oh, um, we have some good news though." Sana said with a bright smile Chris and Echo's way. "Since tomorrow's the weekend, Malmortis told us he'll be ready to check things out. We can finally take the next step." Flo was alive, but they didn't fully save her yet. Sana was blabbering, seemingly excited. What happened to the meek little shy girl she used to be? "Alex Drake said that it's good to have a variety of soul pieces to take shards from to minimize the chances of a personality takeover." The smaller the piece they took, the less chance there would be of an adverse reaction. "I still want... this added." Flo gestured with a floppy hand at her necklace, glistening a deep lavender. Was she being sentimental about it? Was it silly to want her friend's soul piece's shard inside her own? "We don't even know yet if you two are compatible." Sana seemed exasperated. "And Alex says a piece that big might be dangerous to use to fill the gaps."

Before Sana finished speaking Flo's head lolled over, she had passed out again. "Sorry, she's not the best at conversation anymore." The blonde chuckled, stirring her uneaten soup. Sana was losing weight, her soup was untouched, she had been skipping meals out of anxiety. "Are you afraid that she won't need you again after she's all healthy?" Christopher suddenly asked, his clear voice cutting through her own mental worries as she absentmindedly stirred the soup. "Not really?" Sana chuckled, blushing pink in her cheeks. "You've gotten used to being her caretaker, and now a part of you doesn't want to lose that connection. Don't be ashamed, it's perfectly normal."

"Our special contract will break once she's better." Sana glanced at her bracelet, the last keepsake left of her sister. "Then I'm sure Cress will try to pair her with someone stronger... someone that can bring out her fullest potential." Sana may have improved but she wasn't on the same level as elites like Chris, like Silence. She was relatively average as an Agent, she didn't have the raw talent for combat the way Amelia did. Amelia was a genius at many things, but Sana was simply another underperformer. Wasn't it a waste to pair her with a Baroness?

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❝Why do I always end up destroying everything I've ever loved?❞

ɗιαƖσgυє cσƖσя:#EE3B3B ♙ тнσυgнт cσƖσя #FFCCCC

|| The Death of a Bachelor || Panic! At the Disco ||




"Hey Flo, don't dip your head in your soup," Echo warned as Flo drifted off to sleep. Tonight's supper was split pea soup and fresh bread rolls, there was cake for dessert, chocolate with layers of peanut butter frosting. Sana looked gaunt, as though she hadn't been eating or sleeping for days. "Sana, Cress isn't going to dissolve your contract," Echo sniffed. Flo had drifted off to sleep at the table, Echo leaned forward to tip Flo back so that she wouldn't fall forward. "Your synchro rate is super high, so I don't think Cress would take you away from her. Besides, Flo loves you. You're barking if you think Cress would force you two apart." Christopher held a hand up, "less talking, more eating, both of you." He looked pointedly at Sana, who had stirred her soup in the hopes of making it look eaten.

When dinner ended, Echo rose. "I'm gonna go check in with Alex-" Christopher shook his head. "You will do no such thing, you need to get to bed." Echo glowered, "I want to make sure he's got all the pieces." It was clear that Chris was not going to relent. "Sana, I suggest you drink some chamomile tea and tuck in early." He rose, grabbing Echo by the back of the dress. "Come on you, if I don't watch you, you'll end up escaping." Echo groaned, "Sana, save me." Echo howled as Christopher dragged her away. Upstairs, he wouldn't relent until Echo was in her pajamas and tucked into bed. "Goodnight, don't try anything funny. I'll be sitting in my chair until midnight." By his chair, he meant his favorite lounge chair in the living room. "Fine, fine, goodnight." Echo rolled over, watching him leave.

As soon as he was gone, she rose from the bed and disconnected herself, shimmying open the window. A diamond chipped, allowing Echo to flutter down gracefully until she reached the snowy ground. "What did I say?" Christopher asked, Echo stiffening. "How did you know!" She whirled around, he was standing there, in the snow, in a jacket. Had he been waiting there this entire time? "Come on you, you're breaking curfew." He grabbed Echo by the back of her pajamas, dragging her upstairs. "Alex will work better if you don't bug him all the time, alright?" He made her change pajamas and locked the window. Echo groaned, turning over, watching as the door closed. There was a light coming from the moon shaped night light plugged into the wall. She closed her eyes, hoping that sleep would come easily, but as it turned out, she was too anxious.

It was hours before she at last managed to get some rest. It was the weekend though, so Echo was allowed to sleep in. She awoke to a silent flat, no doubt Christopher was already gone to oversee training of new recruits, since Cress had seen a sudden spike ever since Charlotte's family had been attacked. The people of England had taken it personally and now, there were more people on the roster than there had been in years. It was exciting of course, but also nerve wracking for someone like Echo, who could potentially be paired with one of those recruits after they rescued Doll.

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❝Steady we ride, silhouette flying over the grass. Open your eyes, look who's back?❞

ɗιαƖσgυє cσƖσя:#FF7BC1 ♙ тнσυgнт cσƖσя #4ba348

|| The Ballad of Mona Lisa|| Panic! At the Disco ||




The pile of soul pieces were gathered on the table. Malmortis, no longer a demon locked away in darkness was wearing a bright colored suit very odd considering his dark composure. Flo glanced nervously, her knuckles white. You could hear her labored breathing as she stared in front of her, the oxygen tank siphoning to her lungs as best as they could. "Thank you for taking time out of your day to help us." Sana felt reinvigorated thanks to Christopher and Echo encouraging her and spoke with steady determination as she faced Malmortis. "I'm not the fondest of humans." Malmortis said gruffly, not moving to begin the examination. "Especially the daughter of the one who enslaved me." Addison LaFleur captured him and locked him away for many years. It was only after the Kings were defeated that he was found and rescued from the cell.

"I'm not... her." Flo muttered, growling. "This is for... Echo's sake." She couldn't die yet. She needed to stay alive, she needed to live long enough for either Echo to save her, or for Flo to finally set her free. She had a plan in motion, but if she died it would all be for nothing. "Echo's quite a pitiful one. Does she even know what's happening?" Malmortis's voice was snide, disbelieving. "She's.... smarter than... you give her credit." Everyone always underestimated Echo, but Flo believed that she would be able to fulfill the mission. "We need Flo's power to save demons." Sana was a human that not only wanted to save humans, but demons too. "The freedom of those kids you teach... are they worth your ego?" Her cheeks flushed red as she spoke, and Malmortis let out a little laugh, clearly mocking her.

He put his hand up, his finger becoming dark and misty. "Looks like she's growing up." He said, looking at Flo who forced a weak grin. "Sana's... growing up." Amelia would've definitely been proud to see her little sister being assertive. "Killing demons to save demons. I hope you can keep your word." His eye glowed dangerously. "Us demons have been victims for too long now." His finger went to Flo's chest and she winced, pain filling her entire body as he investigated her. She was used to it of course, this wasn't the first time. Once it was over he checked each soul piece individually, then began tagging them with plastic tags.

Some were given red tags, some were given blue, others green. "The red ones are dangerous to use." He explained. "The compatibility is bad." He pointed to the blue ones next. "The blue ones have good compatibility for you, but there arne't many of them." There wasn't enough, not unless they wanted to risk taking larger shards from each piece. "Finally the green ones are compatible, but not to the same level as the blue ones. Use these if there's an emergency, but it's risky." Flo held out her spider necklace and he checked that as well. He placed a green tag on it. "I understand how you feel, but it's a risky choice." He said quietly. "But in the end, it's all up to you." Sana was already writing the report and would pass it to Cress, who would deliver it to Echo. They needed more, there wasn't enough yet.

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Character Portrait: Echo King Character Portrait: Mara LaFleur Character Portrait: Sana Blackwood

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❝Why do I always end up destroying everything I've ever loved?❞

ɗιαƖσgυє cσƖσя:#EE3B3B ♙ тнσυgнт cσƖσя #FFCCCC

|| The Death of a Bachelor || Panic! At the Disco ||




"Echo, what are you doing?" Christopher asked as she pulled her coat on. "I'm going out. They said it wasn't enough, I need to gather more soul pieces." She stuffed her feet into her snowboots, there was a blizzard outside. "You have a meeting in ten minutes with Cress." Christopher said as he fastened his sword to his belt. "I know," Echjo replied, crossing her arms. He pulled on his coat, "Come on," Echo grinned, bouncing on her heels as she followed him outside. They braved the cold and managed to get to the car, checking the online mission boards. "There's a handful nearby, not high priority, but they'll do." He pulled the car into reverse, Echo turning on the seat warmers and strapping in. "THe more the merrier." Echo rubbed her hands together, she had forgotten her gloves.

No matter, she wouldn't need them. They were out all day, their synchro rate hovering in the mid nineties. The two of them had no need for training any longer, not after going on such a lengthy mission. When they returned, Cress was waiting for them in the lobby, her arms crossed. "Where have you been all day?" She asked, clearly annoyed that they had skipped on their meeting. "Gathering soul pieces, Flo needs more. We're running out of time," Echo replied, annoyed that Cress did not realize how urgent this task was. "I understand that Echo, but you need to be mindful of the fact that we had a time and you didn't honor it. Come on, I'm free now and you're fingers are nearly blue." Echo sighed, following Cress to the lift. "I'll take these to Malmortis," Christopher offered, taking the soul pieces.

Keron was brewing tea, she glowered as soon as she saw Echo enter. "What?" Echo nearly snapped, glaring at her. "Nothing," Keron mumbled, no doubt recalling the time Echo had kicked her arse. "Have a biscuit Echo," Cress said as she sunk into her seat behind the desk. She was still only acting director, but her office looked almost the same as Wei's. There were several clocks hanging on the wall, counting the hours in different times around the world. Echo gladly took a biscuit, as well as a cup of tea and sat in the seat opposite. "So, what's this all about?" Echo asked, dunking her biscuit in her tea and taking a bite. "Your recent aptitude exams." She slid them across the desk for Echo to see. "Echo, why do you act so dumb?" Cress inquired, Echo glowered at the papers.

"According to these tests, you've been holding out on everyone. You had a pattern, you purposely marked every tenth answer wrong, didn't you?" Cress asked as Echo quietly sipped her tea, not willing to answer. "Echo, you do realize just how important these tests are, don't you?" Every few years, all demons were required to take an aptitude exam. The questions grew more difficult as the exam went on, but Echo had found it rather easy. They changed the questions every few years, so there was no chance to learn what was on them. Reason being, if your partner were to die, they wanted to match you to someone with similar aptitude. "I'm not smart, alright? I can't think strategies. The only thing I'm good for is fighting," she took another biscuit. "That's all, alright? I've known for a long time. There's something wrong in my head, not all the cogs are in the right place or something."

"That's not true, how do you Brits put it? You're brilliant and you've been holding out on everyone." Echo shook her head, "I just read a lot."

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Character Portrait: Echo King Character Portrait: Mara LaFleur

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❝Steady we ride, silhouette flying over the grass. Open your eyes, look who's back?❞

ɗιαƖσgυє cσƖσя:#FF7BC1 ♙ тнσυgнт cσƖσя #4ba348

|| The Ballad of Mona Lisa|| Panic! At the Disco ||




When Flo next woke up she was very confused. Why was she naked and why was Melody blushing, holding out a few dresses in her hands. "What would look better? Oh, I think this looks nice." Flo's amethyst eyes sparkled as she arose, breathing faintly. "What are... you doing? This isn't... my room." Melody grinned, a set of keys jangling in her hands. "Echo's working herself really hard. Let's give her a reward to get to see you in a dress!" Melody stuffed Flo into a pink dress because what other color would anyone ever put her into? Flo frowned, wondering where Sana was. "I'm not... a dress person." None of this made any sense at all. "I know! That's why you in a dress is a special occasion!" But that wasn't even an answer.

"How? Echo doesn't... you know we aren't... like that?" While yes they loved each other it wasn't in a romantic way the way Melody and Flame were joined at the hip. It was something else, beyond normal kinds of love. "Oh, you're being too serious. We usually bully Echo to dress up, so I'm glad to get a chance to do it to you for once!" Melody wasn't as good as Doll but she still had some fashion sense. Flo had none of course, she never cared to learn about fashion or design. She sighed, surrendering. "Sana?" She asked, untangling the tube so the oxygen could flow more smoothly. "She's doing special training with Mason right now." Melody grinned evilly. "So you're all mine for now!"

Once Melody finished applying makeup and propped Flo up comfortably on the bed, she seemed a little lonely. "It's not as fun without Doll." She said quietly. "No, it's not you. It's just... I want to have Doll back." For centuries Doll and Melody were quite the duo together. She had felt a little lost ever since her sister became Baron King Messiah's Apostle. "Cress is already... trying to... solve that." Cress no doubt believed that they were in a good position to get it done. She was working on a plan, but Flo was afraid she would be needed. She wanted to hurry up and get better already. "I'm gonna take part of course." Melody said with a serious nod. "I'll show Doll that she can count on me. Us King sisters have to stick together through thick and thin." Melody was acting chipper, but Flo could see how lonely she was.

Suddenly the door opened. "Welcome home! I have a present for you!" Melody presented Flo with gusto, giggling. "Flo in a dress, just for you, Echo!" Flo did a little smile, shrugging. "Not my... idea." She said, glancing at Echo. Christopher did not seem very entertained. "How did you get the key?" Melody snickered. "Female intuition!" Flo frowned, raising an eyebrow. "What does... female intuition... have to do with anything?" She decided to ignore those two silly adults and focused on Echo. "You're working... really hard." It was cold out there, and Flo didn't want Echo to work herself to death. "Don't overdo it... okay?" Echo didn't have to shoulder the burden alone.

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Character Portrait: Echo King Character Portrait: Mara LaFleur Character Portrait: Sana Blackwood

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❝Why do I always end up destroying everything I've ever loved?❞

ɗιαƖσgυє cσƖσя:#EE3B3B ♙ тнσυgнт cσƖσя #FFCCCC

|| The Death of a Bachelor || Panic! At the Disco ||




When Echo was let out of the meeting at last, she felt no better than when she had gone in. "So?" Christopher asked, pushing off of the wall he had been leaning against while waiting for her. "Cress says it's likely they won't have a match for me once Doll returns. She doesn't want to push me onto someone that can't... you know." Echo was a handful, between her messed up head and her violent tendencies, she needed a partner that could keep her in check. Cress had already explained that once her contract with Chris was dissolved, she would not be allowed outside of the building. They would let her move back into her old flat and she would be allowed to go to the dining hall, but that was it. Had Echo not had several strikes of escapes, murders, and attempted suicides, then she would have been allowed her freedom.

"Cress is smart, once Wei returns, she'll make sure to update him on your deal." Echo nodded, she wanted her limited freedom. She was tired of being locked up in the East Tower everytime one of her partners died or got rid of her. "She better, I'm not taking no for an answer." They went to the dining hall next, it was past supper, but Echo was hungry. There were usually boxed dinners left out for those who had missed the shift. Thankfully, there were a handful left. They tucked in on the windowsill, the dining hall mercifuly quiet. "How many days do we have?" Echo asked quietly, pushing her food round. "One week until we execute the operation to save everyone." Christopher replied, eyeing Echo, making sure she ate. "Come on, let's go upstairs, it's nearly your bed time." Echo nodded, getting to her feet and following him to the lift.

The door was unlocked, Christopher grasped his sword, pushing the door open slowly. He breathed out a sigh of relief, seeing that it was only Melody and Flo. "Oh, why did you make her wear that?" Echo asked, crossing her arms. "You know I've seen her in a dress before? The Christmas Party." Echo did not like Flo like that, no matter what anyone thought. Echo could never see Flo as a romantic partner, they had been raised together, if anything, they were sisters. "I'm not overdoing it, I'm just getting all the ingredients so you can be better." Echo peeled off her jacket and her winter boots, "Where'd Sana go?" Why was Melody pushing Flo around? "We got ten new soul pieces today, I'm sure Malmortis will have his pick." Hopefully they could begin inserting pieces soon.

Echo just wanted to see Flo get better. "I just want to work together in the field again." Especially since she would have to work her way up from the bottom again once she had her new partner. Did Echo regret turning Flo into a demon? No, not in the least. If she hadn't, who knows if Flo would have lived any longer? Especially since she kept refusing the lung transplant. The only thing Echo regretted was tricking Flo in order to have the deed done.

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Character Portrait: Echo King Character Portrait: Mara LaFleur Character Portrait: Sana Blackwood

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❝Steady we ride, silhouette flying over the grass. Open your eyes, look who's back?❞

ɗιαƖσgυє cσƖσя:#FF7BC1 ♙ тнσυgнт cσƖσя #4ba348

|| The Ballad of Mona Lisa|| Panic! At the Disco ||




Melody was thrilled to show off how pretty she made Flo despite the pinkette's meek attempts to push her away. In the end she decided to give up and no longer showed any resistance to the attack. Melody no doubt missed the old days when she and Doll would always dress Echo up against her will. At least this time Flo would endure the burden rather than Echo this time. Echo wasn't impressed in the slightest by Melody's antics however. "The party..." Things were so much simpler back them. Who would have thought that worrying about Seele was a lot less demanding than having a civil war raging in the demon realm? She hoped to be able to take part in the operation to save their friends. Flo needed to hurry and get better, she wanted to be out of active duty.

Echo insisted that she wasn't overdoing it but even Flo knew how hard her friend was working. Echo was toiling day in and out, trying to get as many soul pieces as possible. Was Malmortis right? Was it wrong to sacrifice the lives and freedom of other demons just to save herself? Flo didn't know, moral questions like that were something she wasn't always the best at considering. "Sana asked me to take care of Flo while she was needed to attend a training session with Mason. Both of them are training rigorously while they're off duty for the upcoming operation." Melody explained when Echo asked about Sana not being there as Flo's caretaker. "We'll.. help find you... a Sana too." Flo told Echo softly. A human perceptive to the needs of demons, a human that understood that demons were not monsters or evil.

How long has it been since Flo and Echo last worked together on the field? Way back during the operation in Spain to eliminate Baroness Elimine, wasn't it? "We'll serve again." Flo told her friend, reaching out to try and touch her hand to show her sincerity. "It'll... be a... promise." And Flo wasn't the type to make promises she couldn't keep. "It's things like that that make people wonder if you two are a couple." Melody joked, grinning. "The other day Calciferous asked me if you two had your first night together yet! He was so jealous!" Flo made a face at Echo, not liking the idea of being intimate with the little spitfire in that way. While Flo did have a history of incestuous feelings, her closeness to Silence had different situations attached to it.

"Should I start explaining to everyone that you two aren't an item?" Even back when they were rising the ranks as a duo together there were those who thought of Flo and Echo as having feelings for one another. "But it'll be funny watching you two get all defensive too." Melody probably was just entertained by the whole situation anyways. "So-" Melody's eyes widened when she realized Flo had slumped over, her skin turning paler. "Wait, Flo? What's going on?" She reached for the pinkette, realizing she wasn't breathing. "Crap, was the dress tied too tight?" Even as Melody undid the knots she didn't start breathing. In her panic she knocked the oxygen tank over, the tube tearing as air whistled uselessly into the air of the flat.

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|| The Death of a Bachelor || Panic! At the Disco ||




"Soon," Echo promised. Once she had all of the pieces for the soul piece, Flo would be back to normal and could rejoin them on the battlefield. Echo would cherish that day, she missed seeing Flo standing on her own two feet, breathing with her own lungs. "I think we're nearly there," Echo promised. Her arms hurt, she had been swinging her daggers left and right today. "Tomorrow I should be able to finish the job and-Flo?" Echo questioned, noticing she had slumped over. "Flo? Are you alright?" She placed a finger beneath Flo's nose, stiffening. "She's not breathing!" Christopher jumped into action, calling the emergency telly line. Melody panicked, tripping over the oxygen, ripping the nubs out from Flo's nose.

"Melody!" Echo yelled, pulling the oxygen tank away and trying to reloop it under Flo's nose. The door burst open, the emergency services having arrived. They grabbed Flo and placed her on the stretcher, carting her away. "I'm going with them-" Christopher grabbed her shoulder. "No, you aren't. You need to go to bed, they'll take care of Flo. You can check on her in the morning," Melody had rushed out the door after them, no doubt blaming herself. Echo felt cold. "She wasn't breathing," she whispered, hugging herself. "She wasn't-" unexpectedly, arms wrapped around her. Echo stiffened as Chris silently supported her. She was tired, she was weary down to her very core. "You need a break." Christopher spoke softly, "you're pushing yourself too much Echo."

She shook her head, "No, not until all of the soul pieces are collected." Echo replied, attempting to take a step. She nearly collapsed. "Shadow and Calciferous can gather the last two," Chris lifted her, carrying her to her room. He set up her nighttime feeds and brought her, her pajamas. "Go to sleep, no sneaking out." Echo nodded, the door closing behind him, the nightlight turning on automatically as soon as the light went off. The moment her head hit the pillow, she was out like a light, not even awakening to turn off the annoying beep of her machines. By the time her eyes opened, it was almost noon the next day. The flat was quiet, Echo felt delirious and disoriented. She sat upright, feeling dizzy and sick. Flo... she had to go check on Flo, there was something wrong with her friend, but Echo could barely see straight.

The door opened, but it wasn't Christopher, it was Keron, of all people. "What are you doing here?" Echo asked, her throat dry. "Cress is talking with Chris, he told me to see if you were up yet." Keron replied, crossing her arms in the doorway, her tail swishing. "Tell them I can't get out of bed, my head is spinning." Keron jogged off, returning with both humans, Cress looking concerned, Christopher, well, he looked like himself. "What's wrong?" Cress asked, pushing the door open the rest of the way. "My head won't stop spinning," she felt hot and cold at the same time. Cress felt her forehead, frowning. "It seems like you might have caught a bug."

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|| The Ballad of Mona Lisa|| Panic! At the Disco ||




The pinkette was in bed in a special hospital ward where those in critical condition got to be in. She was set up with breathing machines to keep her lungs pumping, to keep oxygen flowing through her body. "She won't be able to live without these machines, but we can't wake her up now." The doctor told Cress and Sana, much to both of their dismay. "But Echo's..." Echo called in sick today, Cress made sure to go and see her. "How much time do we have?" Sana asked, stress clear on her face. She loved Flo a lot, she didn't want anything bad to happen to her. "Not long. You have to make the decision, Acting Director Winter." Cress gulped, looking at Flo's pitiful figure in the bed.

"This was probably her mortal live expectancy had she never become a demon. She was destined to die at 19 most likely." The doctor said, shaking his head. This was the human doctor who had worked with Flo for a long time, back when she was till Mara LaFleur, the unfortunate kid in the hospital that no one thought would ever become anything but a young dead girl. "Cress... please." Sana begged, her hands shaking. "I know it's risky, I know that there's not enough pieces to fill it in... even if it means you have to use the Rowena shard, we have to do it now." Cress nodded, understanding the circumstances. "Alright." She said, taking a deep breath. "Alright. We'll prepare for the procedure to begin. Someone tell Chris, so he can tell Echo if he feels she's ready to know it's happening."

Cress and Sana went to meet Malmortis at the school office. He knew it was time when he saw the looks on their faces. "Take me to her." Cress had the bag of sealed containers, each container holding a blue tagged soul piece, since they were the ones safest to use. The two pieces Shadow and Calciferous gathered yesterday weren't enough, they both were green and were risky to make use of. Malmortis was face to face with Flo who laid uselessly in bed, the end of her mortal coil was nigh. "Clear the room. It'll be best to do this without interruptions." He counted the blue tags, shaking his head. "Acting Director, are you sure? There's a risk of takeover. Considering how Rowena took over her once before, there's no saying she won't try it again." Cress bit her lip, but she nodded. "We need to save her, and there's no time left. Fill in what you can, and whatever space is left you have to use Rowena's shard, but do it carefully."

Three hours later Malmortis left the room, looking fatigued and tired. It was a lot of work to try to carefully fill in every missing chunk of the pastel pink soul piece. Sana was gnawing on her lip, blood dripping down her chin in the waiting room. Was there anyone else with her? "How - how is it? How is she?" Malmortis frowned as he saw her. "I did everything I could. All of the spaces are filled." Flo was still asleep, the monitor still glowing red as she remained in critical condition. "It all depends on her now."

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|| The Death of a Bachelor || Panic! At the Disco ||




Echo waited, tense, from the moment she heard the news. She could hardly eat or rest. The moment Melody found out that Echo had a fever, she came to tend to her. "You don't have to play nurse," Christopher said, knowing that it would be useless to protest. "I'm not playing nurse, I'm helping make Echo better. Now go do whatever it is you do when you're not working," Melody shooed him out. She made Echo take a bath and braided her wet hair, she made her lay under blankets and brought her soup and pudding, insisting that Echo drink every last drop. "Why are you being so nice?" Echo asked as Melody placed a cold compress on Echo's forehead, trying to massage her tense limbs. "Because you're my sister." Melody replied, her expression curious. "You've never been nice to me before. Why now? Why do you suddenly care?"

Slowly, Melody's expression began to change. It was thoughtful, then sad, then remorseful. "I guess... I want to make up for lost time." She said softly, brushing hair out of Echo's face. "You're five hundred years too late," Echo replied grimmly. "Need I remind you, you are only four years old." Melody teased, which made Echo glower. "I'm almost five," Melody rolled her eyes. "Yes, yes, you're so old." Melody pat her head, "stop trying to grow up so fast, alright? Not many people have been given as many chances as you," Echo's expression changed. "What do you mean?" Melody shook her head, suddenly recalling that those memories were gone. "You've been poisoned, stabbed through the heart, died twice, and you're still here. I don't know if you're lucky or if some higher power is out to kill you."

Melody made Echo take cold medicine after that and Echo drifted off. She awoke when Christopher knocked lightly at the door, "It's been done, Flo's soul piece is completely filled." He had been sitting with Sana for the past few hours, attempting to be a calming presence, but he had returned to let them know. "I want to go see her," Echo said sleepily, trying to sort herself between her blankets. "No, you would just make it worse. What if she caught the bug you have?" Melody placed her hands on her hips. "You'll be staying right here until your fever breaks," Echo tried to glare, but she was too dizzy. "Bucket?" She said instead, feeling sick. "Case in point," Melody said as she handed it over. "Give this to Sana," she handed Christopher a card she had made while Melody was fussing over her. "I will," he disappeared out the door.

"How come I'm always the one that ends up sick when it's most important?" Echo sniffled, reaching for her water. "Because you're the one that's always up in everybody's business. You probably caught it from one of the demons you killed." Echo sighed, looking up at the ceiling, the stickers of stars had been scattered all around it. "Don't worry, you'll be back to killing things as soon as your fever goes down." Melody made Echo a cuppa, watching as she drank it. "You need to go easy on yourself too, your daggers are brand new and they've already seen more wear than they have all year."

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|| The Death of a Bachelor || Panic! At the Disco ||




Echo waited, tense, from the moment she heard the news. She could hardly eat or rest. The moment Melody found out that Echo had a fever, she came to tend to her. "You don't have to play nurse," Christopher said, knowing that it would be useless to protest. "I'm not playing nurse, I'm helping make Echo better. Now go do whatever it is you do when you're not working," Melody shooed him out. She made Echo take a bath and braided her wet hair, she made her lay under blankets and brought her soup and pudding, insisting that Echo drink every last drop. "Why are you being so nice?" Echo asked as Melody placed a cold compress on Echo's forehead, trying to massage her tense limbs. "Because you're my sister." Melody replied, her expression curious. "You've never been nice to me before. Why now? Why do you suddenly care?"

Slowly, Melody's expression began to change. It was thoughtful, then sad, then remorseful. "I guess... I want to make up for lost time." She said softly, brushing hair out of Echo's face. "You're five hundred years too late," Echo replied grimmly. "Need I remind you, you are only four years old." Melody teased, which made Echo glower. "I'm almost five," Melody rolled her eyes. "Yes, yes, you're so old." Melody pat her head, "stop trying to grow up so fast, alright? Not many people have been given as many chances as you," Echo's expression changed. "What do you mean?" Melody shook her head, suddenly recalling that those memories were gone. "You've been poisoned, stabbed through the heart, died twice, and you're still here. I don't know if you're lucky or if some higher power is out to kill you."

Melody made Echo take cold medicine after that and Echo drifted off. She awoke when Christopher knocked lightly at the door, "It's been done, Flo's soul piece is completely filled." He had been sitting with Sana for the past few hours, attempting to be a calming presence, but he had returned to let them know. "I want to go see her," Echo said sleepily, trying to sort herself between her blankets. "No, you would just make it worse. What if she caught the bug you have?" Melody placed her hands on her hips. "You'll be staying right here until your fever breaks," Echo tried to glare, but she was too dizzy. "Bucket?" She said instead, feeling sick. "Case in point," Melody said as she handed it over. "Give this to Sana," she handed Christopher a card she had made while Melody was fussing over her. "I will," he disappeared out the door.

"How come I'm always the one that ends up sick when it's most important?" Echo sniffled, reaching for her water. "Because you're the one that's always up in everybody's business. You probably caught it from one of the demons you killed." Echo sighed, looking up at the ceiling, the stickers of stars had been scattered all around it. "Don't worry, you'll be back to killing things as soon as your fever goes down." Melody made Echo a cuppa, watching as she drank it. "You need to go easy on yourself too, your daggers are brand new and they've already seen more wear than they have all year."

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|| The Ballad of Mona Lisa|| Panic! At the Disco ||




"Someone, call Acting Director Winter!" A nurse screamed as the machine began to beep late in the night. It was a warning beep, warning the staff that someone was getting into critical condition. The doctors rushed to Flo's bedside, checking her vitals. "Her heart... it's barely beating." Doctor Livingstone said softly, looking at the pale sickly girl, forced to have machines breathe for her as she laid comatose in bed. "She's fighting, but our worries were right." He wrote on the report, shaking his head. "Rowena's shard was too big to use, and they're both fighting for control now." It had been too risky after all, but they hadn't had the time to do anything else. Now all they could do was trust that Flo would be able to fight and keep her body and mind her own.

Her body was strung up by silky spider threads in the garden of pink blossoms. Flo panted, blood dripping down her face as she eyed the enemy in front of her. They had been fighting for hours now, or at least what felt like something between hours and years. "Sheesh, is this all you've got?" The spider giggled, flicking her finger, a thread encircling around Flo's throat. "After all your boasting, this is all you can do?" The pinkette gasped, shuddering. "I've done... this before!" She tried to break free but the bindings were too strong, tied too tightly. "My mother... she had me absorb Purjura and Wizar's soul pieces... so I can beat you too, Rowena!" The spider strutted forward, grinning, then planted a kiss right on Flo's lips. "Excuse me, but you're coming back to Hell with me." She said with a cackling laugh, her eyes glowing with purple energy. "It was nice seeing you again. We'll meet again real shortly, soulmate."

No, this wasn't right. Something didn't make sense here, though Flo couldn't quite place what was amiss. What did her mother always tell her? What knowledge did Baroness Impati impart on her daughter? "You're... already dead." Flo said, staring at the spider with a newfound bravery, the flower blossoms glowing around her. "You're not real. The Rowena I know became friends with me, she gave her life in order to save me." She made a deal with Baroness Lachesis to bring Flo and Echo back from the grave. Suddenly the spider threads vanished, fading away. "Geez." Rowena sighed, sitting down on the pink blossoms. "That took you long enough, didn't it? I'm just an echo of Rowena's soul, and I'm going to teach you how to use her power." The power to implant thoughts into someone's mind, to force them to see something you want them to see.

"Then why did you try to fight?" Flo asked, confused. Then it dawned on her. "To show me how to beat the illusions." The ghost of Rowena nodded, stepping forward. "My power's very strong if you know how to use it. A large piece of me is in you now, so you'll be able to use a part of it." Flo nodded, touching her chest with a firm nod. "Will we... be able to talk again?" She asked, feeling that same longing from long ago. Her second love, and the second one she lost. "No, this was only possible because you're integrating me into your soul piece." Rowena shook her head with a fond smile. "Do your best out there, okay? And if you die, meet me at the bar in Hell! I'll save a seat for you!"


With a painful gasp, a certain pink haired girl opened her eyes as doctors stressed all around her.

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|| The Death of a Bachelor || Panic! At the Disco ||




There were things Echo could not remember happening in her dreams, things that she could not recall when she awoke. A plane crash, a fire, being ambushed. Then there was that basement, a reoccuring nightmare. A woman with purple hair, her face always lurking closer and closer, but a shadow obscured her features. There were chains and it was cold, so cold. There was always someone looming over her, torturing her. They dragged knives or claws across her skin, whatever was sharpest. They cut her tail and sawed off her wings, leaving her helpless. She would curl up into a ball to try and sleep, the tatters of her clothing providing little to no warmth in the freezing basement. Anytime the floorboards creaked or someone shuffled, she would stiffen, waiting, knowing they were coming.

She would hold herself and rock or sit against the wall. There was no rescue, no escape, she had tried, but she always ended up right back where she started. She was tired of fighting, her throat was always raw from screaming. Today was different, she could tell. Different was bad, she had learned, different meant pain. The floorboards above creaked, dust shifting, raining down on her. A demon with no face appeared in the light. Echo unconsciounsly shifted, the chains heavy on her wrists. He knelt down, cupping her chin in his fingers and tilting her head up to look at him. "Once so powerful, now so pitiful." Her head lolled, her eyes no longer holding any light. Any hope she had once had, had long since been beaten out of her. "A shame really, had I gotten here earlier, you would have been useful." He stepped away, wiping his hands. She was filthy, covered in dust, dirt, and dried blood.

She was painfully thin and weak, the others always forgetting about her until they needed to let off steam. "Don't bother with Nova," the purple one stood in the shadows, grinning. "I've extracted all the information that I could from her. Rather, pitiful, I must say, but her partner was higher up on the totem pole. Rather useful, I might add." Echo looked at the ground. Her partner... Gwenyth? Everything began to fade. No, no this wasn't right. This wasn't right, what was happening? There were... there were two Echo's. She was standing there, staring at herself, seeing her body tethered to chains in the basement. Everything flickered, her head filled with terrible static. She was no longer in the basement, she was wearing a hospital gown, sitting on the exam table, waiting.

Christopher was standing next to her, Elliot's brow was pinched in concern. She stared at her hands. Why couldn't she remember any of this? Something wasn't right, her head wasn't on right. "I would say about three months," Elliot looked remorseful. Why? Echo looked up, at the holographic image of her brain. Oh. She was going to die, wasn't she? Her hands shook. She wanted to die, so why was she so upset? This was what she had wished for all along, wasn't it? "We'll find a way," Christopher said softly. This wasn't right, none of this was. There were two Echo's. She was watching herself, looking at her terrified face, at her shaking hands.


She awoke sweating, her hair sticking to her face at all angles. It was morning, little after eight o'clock. Her heart throbbed, her head ached, but try as she might, she could not remember. An unsettling feeling was sitting in her chest. Echo stormed out of her room, her teeth chattering. She still had a fever, most likely. "Echo?" Christopher asked, seeing her unsettled state. "Go back to bed," he knelt down to feel her forehead, "you're burning up."

"Something isn't right..." she trailed off, "my head it's-it's hurting." His lips drew into a thin line, his expression serious. "Do you need me to call Elliot?" Echo shook her head, she was shaking. "Echo, I know you don't want to go to the East Tower, but we need to check. You've had a fever for two days." She stepped back, "No... Flo-Flo is worse. She needs their help right now, not me."

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|| The Ballad of Mona Lisa|| Panic! At the Disco ||




It was strange. After spending what felt like years fighting against Rowena in the pink garden that was apparently her soul space, Flo awoke in a hospital bed to breathing machine beeping and worried doctors all around her. "Flo, you're awake." Elliot said, shining an annoying light in her eyes. She decided to bare it for the moment but with all the machines in her body she couldn't quite speak at the moment. It was all breathing for her and while Flo understood the need for it she didn't like it either. The entire room smelled sterile. Was it because of the ventilator? She wanted to choke because of the tube going down her throat, she wanted them to get rid of it already. "Raise one finger for no, and two fingers for yes." Elliot said, knowing she couldn't speak right now.

"Do you understand the instructions?" She put to fingers up, feeling exhausted and overwhelmed. He nodded, seemingly relieved. A whole string of questions came at her then, all to evaulate whether or not she would be able to get off the ventilator yet. She wanted to know how much time it has been. What was it again? Flo did a series of signs and Elliot scratched his head. "I don't know sign language. Let's get Sana here, she should still remember how to do it." After a while Sana arrived after being made sterile so Flo couldn't catch any germs in her delicate lungs. Her blonde hair was all tied up and kept under a net, making her look somewhat comedic. "I'm here." Her tone was soft, loving. "You're awake." Flo crossed her eyebrow, trying to remember how to sign. It was sloppy and if Echo were here she would laugh at her. "Um, it's been two days. We still have four days until the operation."

Flo needed to be on the operation. "If I'm not there, no one can fight Messiah safely." She signed to Sana, who translated it to Elliot. Since they both had control over time in different yet similar ways, Flo was probably their best hope of keeping Messiah at bay long enough to get everyone else out safely. All of these hand movements were making her tired. "Where is Echo?" She signed and Sana smiled, not surprised at all at the concern. "She's sick, so she doesn't want to come see you and put you at risk. It's nothing serious, Chris says she just caught a bug." Sana replied. It sounded just like Echo to think that way, didn't it?

"Well, we'll need a little longer to decide if it's safe to take you off the ventilator." Elliot said at last, apologetically. "As for being on active duty, you'll have to clear that with Acting Director Cress." Flo was ready to argue her butt off for the right to take part in the mission. If she wasn't there, she was afraid of losing people important to her that she couldn't bear to lose. There was already so much loss in the war. "I'm on the holo with Chris. We can set up a call with Echo." Sana said with a smile. Flo nodded, wanting that call to come through. She was worried - after being out for so long Flo wasn't sure if the fix on Echo's brain was still working. She needed to touch up on Echo to make sure everything was alright with her head.

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|| The Death of a Bachelor || Panic! At the Disco ||




They sat in intake, Echo shivering and sweltering at the same time. The fever was making her delirious, or so they said when Echo began to scream at them. "You're hiding something! I know it! It's in my head! There's something wrong with my head!" They gave her versed sometime after that, making her feel sluggish. "She knows," Christopher said softly, standing behind the curtain. Cress was on the other line, listening from her office. "For now we just have to get the fever to break, once Flo is awake and well, we'll cross that bridge when we get to it." Chris nodded, turning the holo off and parting the curtain. "We're going to move Echo up to a room," the nurse said. There were three others in the intake, which served as the ED for the demons. "Is Elliot going to come soon?" Christopher asked, following the nurse as she moved the bed. Echo was still huddled under the blanket, an ice pack on her forehead.

"Once he's done in the ICU," the nurse confirmed. They put Echo in a room with a view of the courtyard, the same room she had been in when Flo had fixed her brain. "I'm gonna die... I don't want to die," she muttered repeatedly to herself, something between relief and fear in her voice. "No you aren't," Christopher replied, sitting beside her, "it's just a bug, you'll be fine." It was an hour later when Elliot arrived, done with his rounds in the ICU, where Flo currently was. "I heard a bit of what's going on from the nurse. Echo, can you tell me what's hurting?" He asked, wanting to hear it from her. "She's been like this since she woke up," Christopher supplied. "My head... I'm dying, there's something wrong with my head." She moaned, shivering as Elliot came close.

"Well, she does have a fever. I would like to get a scan if that's her main complaint, the nurse took bloods so we'll see if that turns anything up." He did an initial exam, shining a light in Echo's eyes and listening to her lungs. "Ah, I think I hear it. Alright, I'm going to order some pictures. I'm going to keep a standing order of versed." A drug that tampered with the memory and evoked a sense of calm. "With any luck, the fever will break tonight and Echo will be in tip top shape for the mission." The nurse came in soon after that, Echo was out like a light with the combination of medicines and they took her to get the scans. Two hours later, they had the answers. "Pnuemonia, more than likely from over exposure to the cold. Poor thing quite nearly worked herself to death for the sake of her friend."

The nurse came to administer antibiotics. The fever was going down at last, but Echo was too loopy from the versed to talk straight. "You should eat lunch," Christopher prodded. She was staring at the ceiling, giggling at nothing. He pushed the button on the bed to sit her up. She reached for her fork, giggling when she nearly knocked over a cup of milk. "I'm here!" Melody chirped, wearing a nurse's outfit. "I can take over from here, Chris. Go get some rest," she practically shoved him out of the room. "Come on Echo, let's eat some lunch." She had come as soon as she had returned from her mission. Chris, in the meantime, went to check on Sana and Flo.

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Sana shut off the holo, shaking her head. "Echo's too sick right now, but we can try again later." Flo nodded, narrowing her eyes at the tube stuck in her throat. She didn't like the ventilator, but hopefully she would be allowed to have it removed. "I should sleep." The pinkette tried to sign and Sana giggled as she read the movements. She could feel the exhaustion and with Elliot running back and forth between the wards dealing with all sorts of cases she wouldn't have an update on her ventilator removal situation for a while. "Alright, you do that." Sana sat down in the chair, pressing buttons on her holo until words began spilling out in pleasant British English, Harry Potter and the Sorceror's Stone was being read to her in audiobook format. "I'll be right here if you need me, okay?"

When her eyes opened again after what felt like a very restless uncomfortable sleep Flo stared at Sana who seemed to be enjoying listening to the audio book of Harry Potter. "How long?" Flo asked, trying to wake herself up. "Barely five minutes." Sana's voice was patient and soft. "Are you feeling better?" It was only ten minutes? Flo could have sworn she was asleep for longer than that. Did she freeze time in her sleep? The pinkette was bored and discouraged from trying to sleep so she decided to do something else. Did Rowena's soul piece shard give her a bit of her power? Flo thought up the image of a chocolate cake, and then tried to implant the cake into Sana's mind. Her partner blinked and stared in front of her in confusion. "Sorry, I think I'm a bit confused. Where did this cake get here?" She asked, batting at it as if she were a cat playing with a ball of yarn. "Oh, it flickered away. Is something wrong with my head?"

"Sorry." Flo admitted, seeing that Sana was sad at the lake of cake. "I was practicing to see if I could do what Rowena did." Because a large shard was used to fill in her own fractured soul piece, a very small fragment of power came. "I see. Don't apologize, it's okay." Sana waved her hands to show that she was fine, though her stomach was growling. Sana was a big eater after all. It didn't seem very strong, Flo didn't have much control over it, the implanted thoughts could only persist for a few seconds at best. That made sense, considering she only had a shard of the soul piece rather than the whole thing. Flo also had absorbed Purjura and Wizar once, but she lost access to their powers after she died and was reborn as an infant.

There was a knock on the door. Sana came to open it up, revealing Christopher. He updated them on Echo's situation and Flo nodded, signing back at him. "If she needs me to tune up her brain again, please let me know." Flo didn't want Echo's horrid memories to start coming back after all. "Flo's looking like she's doing well." Sana told Chris, beaming. "I'm just happy she's back and lively." Flo was lively? She didn't feel it. Once the drugs wore off maybe she'd start feeling like her old self again.

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"Focus on yourself," Christopher replied, taking a seat across from Sana. Flo had just woken up, there was plenty of time for her to help and fix Echo, but for now, she needed to focus on herself and getting better. After all, Flo was the first demon to have ever received a treatment like this. It was revolutionary, but terribly dangerous all the same. After all, with all of the fragments they had collected, there was no telling if any of the other personalities would begin to rub off and show their traits. Hopefully, this would fix Flo's problem of constantly shifting through human and demon and allow her to remain a demon. "You need to get better, we need you and Sana on the mission in four days." It loomed ever closer, the possibility of retrieving his wife and the Director nerve wracking.

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Doll sat on the sill, watching the snowfall. For the most part, the other demons steered clear of her, knowing what she could do and who her parents were. The only time they knocked on her door was when they wanted to challenge her. Ever since Messiah had lost Zinnia, one of his precious pawns, he had seemed to lose interest in Doll as well. He made her stay in her room, out of sight, unless he needed to interogate her on aspects of the Tower Society. They were preparing a raid and Doll had been trying to get a message to Christopher, but her holo didn't work in these parts and it was slowly losing its charge. She kept it off, checking it once a day for a message, but alas, none ever came. What was her husband doing? Was he worried about her? Did he even care about her anymore?

In her frustration, she threw a vase at the wall, sinking down, wishing she were anywhere but here. The door suddenly opened, someone entering, huffing and puffing, their clothes torn, blue hair askew. "Ariel?" Doll asked, swallowing hard. She rose, not believing what was in front of her. "D-Doll?" Ariel asked, surprised, injured, she was bleeding badly from a wound in her side. Doll rushed forward, pressing a kerchief into the blood to stem the flow. Ariel winced, clearly in pain. "What are you doing here?" Doll asked quietly, her eyes searching to make sure this was not some sort of trick. "I-" Ariel winced, her ribs crackling. "I was taken captive by Baroness Anguis. She uses her snakes to torture me and Messiah always puts me back together, but today she left and I managed to run away."

Doll froze, "Ariel, her snakes are poisonous." The poison they secreated was highly toxic. "I-I know," Ariel whimpered. "But I would rather die then go back there." Her lower lip was trembling, how long had she been here? In Anguis's clutches? "Ariel, if we don't get you back there, you won't receive the antivenom. Think of Lana, think of everyone back at the Tower Society, waiting for you." Ariel's palor was beginning to grow white, she was sweating profously, a sign that the toxins were well within her veins now. "Please Ariel," Doll implored, "just hang on a little longer. I'll get you home, alright?" Ariel closed her eyes, biting down on her lower lip to keep from crying out in pain. "F-fine," she whimpered at last, it was clear she had been strong for a very long time.

Doll lifted Ariel up easily, carrying her back to Anguis's room. "I'm sorry, I wish there was more that I could do," Doll whispered as she returned Ariel to the snakes that waited to retrieve her. Ariel stiffened in fear, Doll turning away, unable to stomach the sight. Ariel began to scream, writhing, Doll closed the door quickly behind her, choking back tears.

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A piece fell off the board. There was a grin, Queen Kitra placed hers in that same spot, the black queen piece, right in the middle of all of Director Wei's pieces. "I believe this is checkmate, my friend." She said, cackling with delight at her skill. Wei nodded, smiling. "It sure looks like that, doesn't it?" He was dressed nicely. Ever since Blithe brought him here, Queen Kitra arranged for Wei to stay in a nice room, and he always had demon servants running around to tend to his needs. At nights, if the Generals were back from the war front with Baron Messiah's warriors, they would gather together for game nights. Tonight Queen Kitra decided to play with him instead. "Sadly for you, I just won the game." Wei placed his pawn and brought it to Kitra's side of the board, promoting it to a Queen, now able to kill Kitra's King in a single move.

Kitra sighed, knowing she was beat. "I should have known I couldn't beat the Director of the Tower Society." She shook her head, helping Wei put the pieces away. It was getting late now, and she could tell Wei was getting anxious. He always did at this time, he would gaze on the horizon towards London, towards those he had a duty to serve and protect using his strategies and plans. "I'm glad I was brought here." Wei admitted weakly, huddling in his silk robe to keep him warm from the eternal winter. "I've grown to understand you and your people and your cause here." His eyes were earnest. "Is peace really impossible, Queen Kitra?" Kitra's friendly smile twisted into anger and there was a dangerous light glowing in her eyes.

"Peace? Between demons and those who would enslave us? I might like you, Wei, but I can't approve of something as lofty as that." She stood up, intending to leave now. She thought Wei was smarter than to hope for something as stupid as peace. "Is there really no way?" Wei stood up to his full height as well, not intimidated by Queen Kitra's short size. "We would be stronger together against Baron Messiah's faction." Kitra's eyes narrowed into dangerous slits as she turned away. "One way. If you free all the demons and let them come here, to Paris, only then will I consider peace."

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Shiro sighed, staring out the window. She wasn't really happy at all. What kind of girlfriend would make her load cannons like this anyways? Especially weird cannons like this that were probably specially designed by Vaswald herself? The Baroness with one blue wing approached, a group of demons behind her, her soldiers were ready to march out. "Shiro, have you finished preparing the cannons? We're going to need these for the battle ahead." Shiro groaned, nodding. "Yes, Vaswald." The cannons were small, only about as big as her arm but they were definitely meant for something crazy. It made Shiro want to cry how Ellie's brain was being used against her now, Vaswald was building so many horrible things that would hurt the Tower Society even more.

"Ever since I hacked into their network we knew they were going to attack." Vaswald grinned, drawing close to Shiro, cupping her soft face in her hands. "You're not having any hesitations? No last regrets from joining me?" Shiro shook her head, sobbing. "N-no. I - I eed to be here, so please don't touch me like that." She only wanted Ellie to touch her, not a fake that was wearing her face. "Remember our deal, Shiro. If you're good, I'll let Ellie out. This is just the only way to reunite with my sister." Occasus was locked behind the walls of the Tower Society, unable to see the light. "Get ready to march. We need to be in Paris before four nights pass." Vaswald picked Shiro up, cradling her body gently against hers. Vaswald and her soldiers gathered into specially made flying chariots and set off from their castle just outside Berlin, streaking against the night sky.

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"Come here." Baron Messiah held his arm out, gesturing at Doll. It was one of the rare occasions he called out to her. Naturally she obeyed, she needed to keep a low profile after all. "Yes? What do you want?" She asked, her voice stony and flat. Baron King Messiah drew closer, his robes brushing against her legs as he knelt down. He drew a knife, sharp and ragged. "I've noticed something peculiar. At first I simply thought it was because you were a King. But really, you haven't taken in my blood at all, have you? You're not my Apostle yet." Doll grew pale and she shook her head. "No, Master. I am, I'm just very strong so you can't sense it." Zinnia left a magical mark on her that was supposed to function like a contract mark but Baron Messiah touched it and it went away as if it were never there.

She didn't have a sword, but she didn't need it either. She kicked at Baron Messiah before jumping back. It seemed this would have to be her last night here, because she would rather die than become an Apostle. If she could find Ariel, they could escape together. Maybe they could get back to Paris, get to Queen Kitra's side and beg for her help. "Anguis, would you mind helping me out?" From behind, tens of snakes slithered around Doll, pinning her down. She let out a mighty roar, killing several of them but the more she killed, more snakes filled in, until Doll could not move even if she wanted to. Two snakes tore open her mouth, her cheeks, providing an opening. "How troublesome." Anguis looked at her with pity. "You tried so hard to avoid this, Doll. Too bad it ends now." Baron Messiah drew his knife, cutting into his arm. Blood seeped down, dripping through the hole the snakes made in Doll's cheek, the blood slipping through down her throat.

She began to writhe and scream, fighting against the power of Baron Messiah's blood but the truth was that there was nothing she could do. Eventually it ended and a mark appeared on her wrist, bearing the power of Baron Messiah's will. "There we go. That's what was supposed to have happened way back then as well." He pat her head and she could not fight back even if she wanted to. "Good girl. I do hope you'll help me for the coming trials. The Tower Society will be attacking soon, after all. Now stay still and silent and wait until I return with tea." A ghostly specter appeared, a girl who was usually hidden showed her face at last after Messiah and Anguis left to make tea for themselves. "I'm sorry." Ayna whimpered, her green hair shimmering. "Anguis made me tell that you were still free... I'm her Apostle, so I didn't have a choice." Even if Doll wanted to say anything she couldn't, not without permission. "I'm the spy that leaked all the information. But... everyone's going to die soon, because he's going to make you kill them all." Did they have anyone strong enough to beat Doll? Was there anyone that could save her now?

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Flo swung her arm, knocking Calciferous to the ground with a back kick. "Congrats!" Shadow waved a pink flag to signify Flo as the victor. "You did it!" Flo grinned as Sana ran from the stage, giving her a cookie. There was one day left until the big operation, and they decided to have a little battle contest to let out their steam for the fight. Flo was strong now, she no longer swapped between human and demon, she no longer had problematic lungs. All of Echo's hopes came true without a hitch. "Looks like I'm really okay now." How long has it been since she's been anything near okay? "I'm going to go find Echo. I need to thank her for everything." Echo never stopped believing in her, and Echo granted her the impossible - a life free from the pains of her mortal body.

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"There, that should do it." Echo stepped back, examining the new armor in the mirror. "It's tight," she complained, tugging at the neck. "Then I'll fix it," Alex Drake knelt down, using scissors to make the neckline bigger. "How's that?" Echo examined herself in the mirror. "Better," she decided. It was a prototype for the new armor, the one Echo would be wearing tomorrow on the battlefield. Christopher was putting his on behind the curtain. It was black with silver plates that interconnected for easy movement. There were blue lines, two of them, running down each side. There was a visor that went with it that connected to the TB so you could see your synchro rate and the heartbeat of your partner. Echo opted not to wear it, she hated technology and Alex smartly took that into account.

"Shock proof, water proof, with insulated heating and cooling for the English temperment. It can detect your body temperature and adjust accordingly." Echo turned around, examining her behind. "And extra padding for falls. It can withstand most elemental type attacks." Which meant that if Echo used her abilities, it would not tear to shreds. "So what can't it do?" Echo asked sarcastically. "Bake bread?" Alex quirked a brow, "would you like me to add-" Echo shook her head, it seemed that he missed the mark, not uncommon with Drake, as he did not seem to understand humor. "So, what do you think?" Christopher asked, stepping outside of the curtain. It was the same color and model, but somehow, Echo thought that she looked like a joke and Chris looked like a soldier.

"Don't wear them out yet, I'm going to make final adjustments and they'll be in your rooms by tonight." Echo nodded, going behind the curtain to change into her street clothes. Of course, she still had to abide by Christopher's rules. Her street clothes were much fancier than anything she would have worn by choice, but Chris believed that imposing rules on Echo would somehow reign in her wild streak. "You can go up, I'll meet you in the gym." They were going to get in some last minute training, even though their synchro rate was nearly at 95. Echo didn't know why it was so high, but she suspected it had something to do with her coma. She stuffed her hands into her pockets, digging for the sweets she kept in each dress.

"Oh, Flo!" Echo caught her as she was leaving the gym. "What are you up to? Training? You're coming tomorrow, right?" Echo stepped back, taking Flo in. It wasn't strange to see Flo in her demon form, but Echo was most certainly used to her human form. "You look good, how do you feel? How are your lungs? Sorry, I keep peppering you with questions. How's Sana doing?" Echo hadn't been able to see Flo, she had been striken with a pneumonia and then had been buried in work from Cress in preparation for the mission.

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Upon finding Echo, Flo nodded, grinning. "Of course I'm coming. I have to come." She was their only chance of protecting them from Baron King Messiah's powers. While she wasn't as skilled as he was at it, she could still help keep her allies clocks correctly tuned so no one would turn into a baby the moment they stepped on the battlefield. "And it's almost all because of you, Echo." Because of Echo's hard work and persistence, willing to even catch pneumonia in the hopes of finding enough soul pieces, Flo's soul piece was restored after all the damage it had suffered thus far. "Cress says if I can beat Cal in a sparring match, I'd be allowed to go." And naturally, she had just completed that.

Alex Drake had made new raid armor for everyone, unique for each of their powers. It was a lot of work, but he was willing to get it done. Sana and Flo looked good in theirs, though Flo was taking hers off now, not wanting to wear out the sleek black gear. It was comfy and nice, but she didn't want to wear it right now even though it even had holes for her magnificent pink fluffy wings that cascaded out her back. "I'm all better now. Healthier than I've ever been." This is the best Flo has felt, physically, her entire life now. "Sana was just with me, she'll be-" Just on queue, her blonde friend came throguh the door, all smiles. "Sorry for the wait, Cal was trying to take all the cookies." Sana, Mason, and Queen Charlotte worked together to bake a batch of special cookies for all the demons. She offered the box to Echo to pick one out. "Here, they're ready if you want one?"

"Everyone's getting busy." They were restless for the operation to come after all. "But they're excited as well." Queen Charlotte spent much of her time practicing her war speech in her room. Cress did a lot of
last minute calculations with Silence and Flo when they were both available. Chris even spent extra time with Sonata, who was getting bigger and starting to be capable of speech now. Leo and Juria drilled the young new recruits who wanted to gain glory and fame for themselves, Samurai and Nell 2.0 volunteering to take part in this major operation, Mason trying to convince Polaire to fight alongside him once again but Polaire refusing to, Lana being made to stay behind because she didn't have a partner to coordinate with. Everyone was trying to get ready for the fight.

Sana looked around, seeming embarrassed as the fresh young faces stared at them. "We're kind of famous now." Sana said with a giggle. "Yeah, so stand straight. You have to make a good impression." There were a whole lot of new recruits paired up with demons still waiting to be matched. They were all eager for glory, for fame, for a chance to show what they could do. Flo still didn't know their names yet, but she wished she had the time to get to know each one. "They're fresh out of training. I hope they stay on the back and let us veterans handle things." Sana blushed at the idea of considering herself a veteran. "Sana's one of the elites now, just like the rest of us." Flo told Echo with pride. "Wanna get some food?" They were all flooding towards the dining hall, no doubt Echo wanted to get a bite before all the good stuff ran out.

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Echo was glad to hear that Flo was coming on the mission, especially if they ended up facing off against her sister. After all, with her blood bond, Echo could not use her powers against Doll. Thankfully, Doll couldn't use her powers against Echo either. "I imagine you beat him, it's not like he's that hard to kick around." Echo snickered, she had beaten Cal many a time. "I heard that!" Cal growled from the other side of the gym. Echo didn't mind, she still didn't like him, of course, but his infatuation never seemed to get any better. It was almost disturbing, all things considering. It was good to see Flo up and about, Echo was glad to see her healthy, doing what she should have been doing all along. "Honestly, you adapated to demonhood so easy, it's almost scary," Echo was teasing of course.

Sana came up from behind, looking as though she had just finished sparing. No doubt she had been practicing. Sana's transformation was perhaps the most incredible of all. Sana had gone from shy, barely able to speak without stuttering, unable to look someone in the eye, to someone that walked with their back straight and spoke with ease. If Echo hadn't known, she would have guessed that Sana had always been out of her shell. Echo reached out, taking one of the offered cookies. "Thanks, how's Polair doing?" Echo inquired, wondering if she was out of the East Tower yet. "She's in rehab, she also needs to be sentenced for her betrayal, but she's alive, so that's good." Echo nodded, glad to hear that Polair was at least headed in the right track.

"Yeah, I've been swamped with work. I just want things to cool down, I'm kind of tired of all out wars, you know?" Echo was eager to get this over with. She liked taking on one foe at a time, not heading face first into battle, knowing that some of her friends would not be returning. "I want things to do back to how they used to be," not that Echo could really complain, she was making enough now that when she finally did branch off and squirrel herself away somewhere, she could sustain herself for quite a long time. Of course, with Flo doing better, Echo would have to push off her plans. Should she take Flo with her? Echo would have to ask her later. Perhaps it would be better not to mention it at all, after all, Flo seemed to like being part of the Tower Society.

"Yeah, sure, let's go get some supper." Echo agreed, stretching. She was going to have a session in the gym after with Christopher to get used to their new equipment and practice in their new battle uniforms. After all, practice made perfect. Echo followed them to the mess hall, where the food was just being served. Somehow, it almost seemed as though there were a rift between Echo and Flo, as though the two of them were growing apart. Perhaps it was how busy Cress was keeping them, but Echo could tell that things were not the same as when they were partners. It was better that way, she told herself, because when she finally did get away from the Tower Society, Flo would get over her loss faster.

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Alex Drake was very proud of his newest creation. The 110 Tower Agents would be riding his new special invention, the Night Raid Helicopter. They were built to travel at night with great speed and stealth, to quickly transport the people within to where they were supposed to be. They were small and had built in settings to hide it's signatures and signals so it would be very hard for anyone to detect them coming, especially under the cover of night. Ten Night Raid Helicopters were built, each one fit to house 11 Tower Agents. "I'm still worried though." Cress said, looking at the roster. "While there's a lot of us, most of our list are fresh new recruits." When advertising for this mission using Queen Charlotte's lost family as ways to attract young English fighters from the shelters, it filled the ranks.

But they all lacked experience.

The veterans would have to carry this fight. Figures such as Silence and Pray, Christopher and Echo, Flo and Sana, those with good long records and strength Cress would have to rely on them. "If you're worried, I don't see why you're doing this." Alex Drake said to ACting Director Cress. "Why do you insist on taking part in this operation?" Cress was wearing the raid armor with a determined frown. "This is a critical mission. I have to be there on the front line to inspire the fresh recruits so they don't break down as things get bad." Without Cress there, who would keep the new faces in line? "And more importantly... my sister's going to be there. Ellie's going to be there. I have to see her one last time." If there was a way to save Ellie, Cress would be necessary for that kind of plan.

Waking up everyone in the middle of the night, the veterans and rookies alike gathered in front of the black helicopters, warmachines waiting to deliver them to the battlefield. Mason and Lana both stood wistfully beside Queen Charlotte, who would be staying behind as well. She sat in her wheelchair, her friends standing, ready to board. "Freedom." Queen Charlotte said, raising her fist. "Retake our lost friends! For the Crown, for humanity, bring back victory! Bring back triumph! Bring back your lives!" She gulped, but her voice was firm and strong. "For this Kingdom, for all that humanity stands for, you will bring back glory. Show them what we're meant for." She made a smile, saluting the departing soldiers. "Be worthy!"

As the helicopters took to the air, as silent as if they weren't there in the first place, Queen Charlotte allowed herself to lower her fist and quiver, the strength leaving her body. "For all of your safe returns, I'd let this Kingdom and Crown burn. I'd let it all burn if they could all come back alive." Because of her call to war, how many young brave youths would they lose? How many would not return to their mother's sides, to their father's pride? "Dear departed..." Queen Charlotte whispered. "Forgive me."

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"We're estimated to arrive at the Cascade Bau Fortress by the break of dawn." Cress said on the intercom as the ten Night Raid Helicopters traversed the English Channel. "Everyone be ready. Keron and I will be with you too, so don't forget the plan." They would go in, get Ariel, take Shiro after Vaswald comes flying in from Berlin, and then Flo and Echo find Doll and bring her back. "Remember what Ayna told us. Doll's not an Apostle yet, she didn't take the blood. Doll will help us fight to save everyone, so don't be afraid." According to Ayna, Doll was filled in on the plan as well. She would be waiting for them at the Fortress, to take them to where Ariel was waiting.

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