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Sana Blackwood

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a character in “Fragmented Sky”, as played by magic lilypad

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❝With the magic of positivity, anything can happen!❞
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|| Girl Inside || Mika Kobayashi ||







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{☛ ⒻⓊⓁⓁ ⓃⒶⓂⒺ ☚}
Korhya Filia

{☛ ⓃⒾⒸⓀⓃⒶⓂⒺⓈ ☚}
Aya - she and Aya swap often after all.
Squid - she still doesn't understand it.
{☛ ⒶⒼⒺ ☚}
14

{☛ ⒼⒺⓃⒹⒺⓇ ☚}


{☛ ⓈⒺⓍⓊⒶⓁⒾⓉⓎ ☚}
Too young to know.

{☛ ⒻⒶⒸⒺ ⒸⓁⒶⒾⓂ ☚}
Sonoko Nogi || Sumi Washio is a Hero



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The sun is shining, what are you doing?❞
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{☛ ⒽⒺⒾⒼⒽⓉ ☚}
Short, like a squid.
{☛ ⓌⒺⒾⒼⒽⓉ ☚}
Light, like a squid.
{☛ ⒽⒶⒾⓇ ⒸⓄⓁⓄⓇ ☚}
Sunny blonde, not really like a squid.
{☛ ⒺⓎⒺ ⒸⓄⓁⓄⓇ ☚}
Foresty green, do squids have eyes?
{☛ ⒷⓄⒹⓎ ⓂⒶⓇⓀⒾⓃⒼⓈ ☚}
Plenty of marks and scars here and there from living in the Rubble Tier.


{☛ ⒼⒺⓃⒺⓇⒶⓁ ⒶⓅⓅⒺⒶⓇⒶⓃⒸⒺ☚ }

Kora and Aya are both twins and are of rare beauty in the Rubble Tier. While certainly their looks can't compete with the ladies from the noble houses up above, the sunny twins stand out when comparing them against the other dirt stained faces of the Rubble Tier. Marked by poverty, even that sunny golden hair looks drab and dark at times. Her hands are lightly calloused, yet she can still smile bright enough to inspire everyone to keep working for the sake of hope, of hope that they can one day see the light of a life where they aren't impoverished and poor. She dresses simply, because she can't afford much other than basic shorts and sundresses and tee shirts, even when it gets cold and wintry, people simply wear blankets around them to survive. It would be accurate to call Ayana and Kohrya diamonds in the rough.
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♙Show me those pearly whites!♙
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☛ ⓁⒾⓀⒺⓈ

❥ Happy Daddy| Always smile when daddy's happy!
❥ Sunshine | A little light always makes everything better.
❥ Motorbike | It's a little rundown but she loves it all the same.
❥ Food | You never know when you can't afford more. [/center]








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❝The sun will come again!❞
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☛ ⒹⒾⓈⓁⒾⓀⒺⓈ
⌦ Angry Daddy | It's not sunny when Daddy's not happy.
⌦ Ayana Filia | Don't worry, it's only twin rivalry, nothing more.
⌦ Money | Money turns good people into monsters.






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ⓆⓊⒾⓇⓀⓈ
Third Person Time| It makes it easier to keep track of who she is.
Twirl twirl| When you have too much joy, spin!
Sunny Stare| Kora likes staring up at the sun until her eyes go white.


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ⓌⒺⒶⓀⓃⒺⓈⓈⒺⓈ
Herself| Kora? Aya? Whoever she is, she has a weak self esteem.
Green Monster| She tries to hide it, but jealousy brews in her gut.
Smile Smile!| Even in pain she only ever smiles.
No Stamina| For a Rubble, she can't do much hard work at all.




ⓈⓉⓇⒺⓃⒼⓉⒽⓈ
Vroom vrrom!| She's the best bike rider this side of Ashia!
Positivity| The grass is always greener on her side of the fence.
Masks| Acting comes natural to her.
Effort| Though she might lack talent, she works hard.




ⒻⒺⒶⓇⓈ
The dark| Who knows what monsters are there?
Not smiling| Bad things happen if you can't smile.
Pain| It's really scary.

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♙ Who is it? Who is it?♙
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{☛ ⓅⒺⓇⓈⓄⓃⒶⓁⒾⓉⓎ☚}
Happy | Sad | Sunny | Gloomy | Smile | Frown

They come out,
pouring with protean threats, through billowing fog
Decayed world just make me see
the borderline between light and dark

I was born out of, this great divide
runs through the barren ground
I need to live my life
enough before all the leaves
fall to pieces... till I am burned out

Oh! My body knows
Just like my blood,
our fight still keep flowing
I must struggle to survive
So the beautiful and perfect world
comes back to life




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❝There's only one you and one me❞
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{☛ ⓅⓁⒶⒸⒺ ⓄⒻ ⓄⓇⒾⒼⒾⓃ ☚}
Ironside Sector, Rubble Tier

{☛ ⒻⒶⓂⒾⓁⓎ ☚}
Loghain Filia | 42 | Father
Penoma Filia | 39 | Mother
Ayana Filia | Died at 7, would be 14 | Sister

{☛ ⒽⒾⓈⓉⓄⓇⓎ ☚}
The Rubble Tier was a place of sadness and despair. You could taste the desperation in the air as the civilians slaved away, working until their hands became nubs, as their backs could no longer straighten. Most barely knew how to read, could barely even write their own names. What use was education when you needed to work? They couldn't even afford sending their kids off to schools to learn and try to better their situations. Each child was just another hand for the masters up above. Among this despair and slavery there was a bundle of joy sparking up in the Ironside Sector of the Rubble Tier. Two little girls, twins and always together, made it their mission to turn this sad empty place into a place full of smiles and joy.

Aya and Kora were always side by side. Even as they were put to work and labor in the factories once they were five years old, the year parents were forced to choose if their child would go to school or go to work - the Ironside Sector was full of factories to build things out of metal and iron, hence the name - they made jokes, they smiled, they played around and tried to raise the mood of the workers. At first it was hard, no one wanted to believe in them. Even their parents told them to stop, told them that it was useless to keep trying. "Just keep your heads down and work." They said sternly. "That's how we survive." Kora huddled her knees in the corner, feeling discouraged. No one was getting happier because of them. The Rubble Tier was still the same drab place as it always was. "We just gotta try harder, sis." Aya told her, pulling at her cheeks. "Smile! Even if the work is hard, smile! Even if your hands hurt! As long as we smile, it's all gonna be okay!" Aya was always so smart, so bright, Kora couldn't help but believe every word.

As months passed, eventually people started to feel inspired by the twin sisters who never gave up. They would pick flowers and decorate the work stations, they would find pretty rocks by the beach shores and give them to the fellow workers as presents. Even their mother and father started to believe it. Eventually all the workers of the S14 Factory began to sing their way to work. They would gather at the crosswalk each morning and sing songs of brighter days, happier days, marching to the factory's doors. "It's coming true! Just one step at a time!" Aya was excited, and Kora was too. Their dream of a happier Rubble Tier was coming true.

Late at night, a noble from the Untouchable Tier showed up. It was always Sunday when she would come, bringing the children of the Rubble Tier to an underground room. "My name is Aine Dorones." She declared, bringing out books and pens. "I'm going to teach you, free of charge!" Aya and Kora were happy to learn, and they began to make friends with the other children too, including a white haired boy who called himself Aspen, a worker from Factory S16, across the river. It was like a dream come true as Aspen lead the way through the tunnels. "Let's spend a day in the Blossom Tier." He lead Aya and Kora through to the Blossom Tier, he stole pretty dresses for them to disguise in, he showed them the beautiful Lake Asphodel, the Great Blossom Tree, and many other pretty sights. For girls of the Rubble Tier who never thought they would ever see anything else, Blossom Tier was like Heaven.

After work one day Kora saw Aya and Aspen holding hands. For some reason this was painful to her. Instead of walking home together, Aya was walking with Aspen instead. This was confusing and didn't make sense. Weren't twins always supposed to be together? Kora decided to follow them, wondering what was going on. Behind a corner, Aya and Aspen went to a well. For some reason they began shouting, they began arguing. Kora didn't understand. What were they fighting about? Suddenly Aspen pulled out a knife, they began to struggle until Aspen pushed Aya down the well. He vanished then, and Kora never thought she would ever see him again. Screaming for help, Kora and the other Factory S14 workers helped lift Aya out of the well.

Her back was broken. Her legs were sticking out funny. She wasn't breathing. Kora snuck her way into the Blossom Tier and with her dying sister on her bike she called out for help. Would anyone help? She was turned away, she didn't have any money. No one had money, no one was going to save her. Their only hope was to wait until the weekend, wait until Aine Dorones and her father came back. Surely they would help, surely they could do something! But in the end, Aya couldn't last that long with the dirty and uncleaned cloths used to try and cover her wounds.

"Aya's dead." Kora told her parents. "I couldn't save her." She barely noticed as her mother broke into tears, running off into the night, as her father stood up, fists beating against her. It hurt, it hurt a lot, Kora did not understand. Why was this happening? He told her to repeat herself but he kept hitting her every time she repeated what happened to Aya. Now Kora was bloody and battered and she didn't understand anything. "You're Aya now. Kora died, and Aya made a miraculous recovery." Loghain said in a fit of madness. "Aya was the smart and bright one, so of course she's still alive."

Even though it was sad, she had to keep smiling. As long as she smiled, it would be as if Aya never died. There's no way she died, that was just silly. Aya was Aya, after all.

{☛ ⓄⓉⒽⒺⓇ ☚}






ⒸⓄⓅⓎⓇⒾⒼⒽⓉ: ⓉⒽⒺ_ⓆⓊⒺⒺⓃ



So begins...

Sana Blackwood's Story

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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 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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Character Portrait: Yui Character Portrait: Lucas Character Portrait: Chika Rou Character Portrait: Zane Hecate Character Portrait: Hyosuke Kusuhara Character Portrait: Sagaci Dominious Character Portrait: Oliver Rothenstein Character Portrait: Akali Character Portrait: Akali Rothenstein Character Portrait: Irelia Snowbridge Character Portrait: Isidore Ferrand Character Portrait: Ziva Henderson Character Portrait: Winter Chinmoku Character Portrait: Sen Chinmoku Character Portrait: Aine Philomel Character Portrait: Yasu Komatsu Character Portrait: Ora Delphine Character Portrait: Utano Tenmei 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 ||




"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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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 ||




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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Character Portrait: Yui Character Portrait: Lucas Character Portrait: Chika Rou Character Portrait: Zane Hecate Character Portrait: Hyosuke Kusuhara Character Portrait: Sagaci Dominious Character Portrait: Oliver Rothenstein Character Portrait: Akali Character Portrait: Akali Rothenstein Character Portrait: Irelia Snowbridge Character Portrait: Isidore Ferrand Character Portrait: Ziva Henderson Character Portrait: Winter Chinmoku Character Portrait: Sen Chinmoku Character Portrait: Aine Philomel Character Portrait: Yasu Komatsu Character Portrait: Ora Delphine Character Portrait: Utano Tenmei 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 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 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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|| The Ballad of Mona Lisa|| Panic! At the Disco ||




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




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




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




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."

....

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




Echo could not recall the last time she had gotten a full night of sleep. Tonight it seemed, she would not be resting up either. Christopher made her go to bed right after the gym, wanting her to at least get some shut eye. Echo didn't know how long she had been asleep for, but it felt like not enough when she was roused. "Put your clothing on, it's nearly time to leave." Echo nodded groggily, putting on her new battle suit and placing her daggers in their sheaths. She attempted to brush her hair, thankful that Chris intervened with a blue ribbon that matched the lines running down the sides of the suit. They were gathering in the mess hall, breakfast a variety of hot and cold cereals. "Eat something," her human partner urged. Echo nodded sleepily, managing a bowl of hot cereal.

They were in the helicopter now, Echo sitting across from Flo and Sana. "Sleepy," she murmured. They wouldn't be there until sunrise. "Sleep," Christopher urged, wrapping her coat around her. He wanted her to get adequate rest so that she could fight. "You should sleep too Flo, we have a few hours." He suggested, "you too Sana." He rose to speak with Cress, allowing Echo to lay down in his seat. It was hard to sleep on the helicopter, even with the internal heaters of the new battle suits, it was still cold and the draft certainly wasn't helping. When Chris returned to check on her, Echo had curled up into a tiny ball on the seat, using her jacket as a blanket. He didn't want to disturb her, especially as they grew closer. They were not the only ones to nap either, many others were taking up positions on the seats and floors to catch some shut eye.

Cress's voice on the intercom roused Echo from her slumber. Doll was supposedly still their ally, they had planned for it, but Echo knew that they could not predict as much. After all, Messiah could be manipulating her. For all they knew, they could be walking right into a trap. "Snacks?" Keron offered, holding out a box full of power bras and juice pouches. Echo took one of each, chowing down. They needed to fuel up before the big mission, after all. Somehow she felt as though this wasn't a raid so much as a war. They were going into battle with Barons, multiple ones. Echo and Chris would be leading the attack, with Flo and Sana right behind them. She swallowed hard, they were the frontlines, the first line of defense. It would be up to them to protect the others. Especially the newbies, which were basically canon fodder.

"We're nearly there," Echo felt something in her stomach, butterflies perhaps. She ate quietly, listening to Cress fill them in on everything they knew. She had all of these details already, Echo had been in metings the last few days, finalizing details, prepping strategies, collecting contact information for where the deceased would be sent. They all wore tags too, with their names on them, in case their corpses could not be identified by facial appearance. It was a terrifying thought, that Echo had a hand in all of this planning. That if someone died, their blood was on her hands. She tried to take a deep breath in, never having been important.

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

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




War was not black and white. There was no good and evil, it was two sides, each colored in various hues of gray. Echo did not belive in subjective good and bad, she rather believed that each side was simply fighting for what they believed to be right. They marched quietly, the planes of Cascade Beau deserted. It was eerie, the silence, the howling of the wind, the sun rising behind a toppled fortress that once stood tall and proud. There was evidence of the previous battle all around it, the grounds shifting to reveal the rubble, now buried in the snow. Echo swallowed hard, standing on the front lines meant that if something were to happen, she was the first line of defense. Leading the march was full of nothing but tense spines and quiet foot falls in the snow.

"This isn't right," Echo whispered. They were walking right into a trap, all of them could sense it, but none of them could stop it. Cress too, made note of how suspicious this was. The other faction should have been here, facing off against them. Instead, the only inkling of life was Ariel's presence, drawing them forward. Every creak made her jump, every whisper of wind sent a shiver down her spine despite the built in heaters. Alex Drake was lucky to not have to be here, although in spirit, they were all wearing his creation. "Something is going to jump out at us," Echo held a dagger in each hand, glad for the last minute gym session she had squeezed in before bed the night previous.

The interior of the fortress was just as empty. Was there something concealing their presence? Were they waiting in the shadows, looming in the rafters? Echo did not know. The glitter of sunrise had turned into the harsh light of morning, but the only signs that anyone had been here were Ariel's cries and the snakes that slithered across the halls. Echo killed each one they passed, knowing those rats did not deserve sympathy. Anguis had caused far too much anguish, it was time to set things straight, it was time to take back what the humans believed was rightfully their's. From here, Cress wanted to split them up. They could not open the doors, they could not rescue Ariel yet. "Echo, stay safe and listen," Chris said as they parted ways.

Echo nodded, knowing that this was impervious to their mission despite her hesitation to be separated. They were better together, as a team, but from here, he needed to fall back. Echo would remain here, on the frontlines, where she could continue to defend their soldiers. Silence took half of them, they would recon the rest of the fortress to search for any hint they may have missed on their way in. She was reminded of the button and half tempted to press it to see if it would work. "So what are we waiting for?" Echo whispered, her hands shaking from anger. "Let's find Anguis and kill her so we can bring Ariel home." Echo and Ariel had a history, after all. As Nova, Ariel had been one of the only people who had treated her as though she were still worthy of something.

She had taught Echo to swim, she had come visit her when Echo was a baby, and-and. There was a white wall in her mind, what else? There was more, but she could not recall it. Echo shook her head, no matter, there were more important things on hand. "Let's go," she turned towards the others. Flo would be with her, that was reassuring. Melody would be here too, which she was less happy about, but at least Melody and Flame could hold their own against an enemy.

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

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




They could still hear Ariel's cries as the snakes tore her apart inside the locked room. Still, they couldn't save her, she still had to hold on a bit longer. Flo stayed close to Echo as they searched, looking for where Baroness Anguis was hiding. "How are they hiding themselves?" Sana asked, since neither Echo nor Flo could sense them as they wandered the dark shadowy halls beneath the ground's surface. "It was probably something Baroness Vaswald did." She must have made some sort of device to block the demonic auras powerful Barons let out. "Don't worry, Sana." Flame said, his voice comforting. "They aren't ready for our own tech expert's new tricks either." Their new armor was really something spectacular, hopefully it would save many of their lives here. Flo stomped on a snake, narrowing her eyes as she heard the sound.

Just as the alarm sent off she heard someone scream out in pain and horror. It was to the left! "Anguis!" Flo growled, her wings spreading. "Let's get going!" Melody called, rushing alongside her towards the sound of the alarm on the suit. As six dead soldiers lay around in broken heaps, the Baroness of Agony had appeared, an overpowering aura coming off of her as she stood there in her red and white kimono as snakes surged through the floor, the ceiling, the pipes, the corners. "My my, it looks like Alex Drake has some new toys up his sleeve." Anguis's voice slithered, her forked tongue slipping between her teeth. Flo froze time then touched Echo as the others got ready to clash. "Be careful, we can't use our powers too much yet." Flo warned Echo. "We need to conserve our energy for Doll, since you and I are the only ones that can stop her."

When time resumed Flo jumped into the fray, her wings beating, slicing at Anguis's snakes as they flew towards them. Fire raged and a song was sung to strengthen their hearts and minds against the enemy. As a snake was about to bite at Flo's neck a metal plate appeared to block the attack, Sana protecting them all with her bracelet from the backline. Flo struck at Baroness Anguis, pink feather knives slashing at the Baroness's face, drawing blood. She let out a roar, snakes snapping and hissing as they flew through the air but then light blasts from crystal balls backed them up. "Get back! You two are needed for when Doll shows up!" Samurai cried, swinging his sword as Nell 2.0 sat on his shoulder, creating more lasers to protect them. "Echo, let's fall back for now." Flo said, stepping away from Anguis.

"What, you don't want revenge? I broke Ariel so much, she can't even speak. The precious little mermaid's body belongs to me." Baroness Anguis giggled. "Come on, Echo, fight me. Won't it feel so good to strike me down for little Ariel's sake?" So Flo was right, they wanted to tire out Echo and Flo before the others showed up. Would Echo fall for the bait? Before anything else could happen there was a loud sound coming from up above. It sounded like the blasting of a giant cannon, as if the sky was tearing apart. Everything rumbled, Sana almost falling on her face had Flo not caught her. "Aah!" Melody screamed, Flame grabbing her and cradling her in his arms. Anguis's grin only widened as her fangs bore themselves. "All you Tower Agents who wandered into our nest here will die, I'm afraid. But let's have some fun of it before the end."

............

The new recruits were screaming and sobbing as they hugged themselves on the ground. Cress's group had already reached the surface and were protecting the helicopters when new enemies appeared in the sky all around them. "Take cover now!" Christopher shouted, jumping to pull Cress into the safety of cover beneath a wall. Bright beams of light filled the sky like the rain from the Heavens, striking down and destroying everything it touched. Above their heads were dozens of flying carriages. A single icy blue wing shone in overhead. "Ellie..." Cress whispered. "We knew she would come. Ellie's not going to let us go easily." The railgun attack destroyed the gate. Now they couldn't go back down into Cascade Bau, and those already inside would have to find another way back out.

"Leo! Make a barrier! Don't let the helicopters take damage!" Cress screamed, and Leo nodded, spreading his arms to protect the Helicopters. They were hidden but with all these railguns floating in the sky, they couldn't take the risk of them getting hurt. Otherwise how would they get back home? "But how do we fight?" Keron asked, staring up at the sky. "None of us can fly." Another round of blasts struck, no doubt searching for them. "Urrgh." Leo grunted, falling to his knees. "I can't block these forever." He warned. "New recruits, stay near the helicopters!" Cress called, and they did, moving over. "Take your armors off and cover the helicopters with them, it'll help them survive the bombardment!"

Baroness Vaswald was in the sky, peppering them from miles away with her long ranged railgun attacks. Cress's group couldn't even get close enough to fight back. "Just stay calm and think." Chris said as the recruits shook and shake with each bombardment. "If we sit here doing nothing, eventually Vaswald will get a lucky hit and find us." Cress nodded, balling her hands into fists. "You're the commander here." Chris told Cress with a calm smile, unfazed by the bombardment of electric rays. "We'll trust the team below can handle Anguis. You're job is to come up with a strategy to let us save your sister and keep the helicopters safe." For now they had to hide in the ruins and rubble and wait until Cress came up with a winning strategy.

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

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




Flo winced, not sure she wanted to leave Echo all alone like this. In enemy territory like this Cress wanted to make sure no one was ever alone without someone to back them up. "Sana, stay here and watch Echo's back." Flo said quickly and her partner nodded, quivering as she aimed her bracelet, metal spikes shooting out to stab several snakes in the head. Flo would leave Echo to Anguis and would go and update Silence and Pray on the situation. As the pinkette flew through the dark halls she returned to the floor where Silence and Pray were standing guard, just outside the room Ariel was trapped inside, being tortured by snakes just beyond the iron door. "Flo, what's going on? We heard the sound from your direction, but we couldn't leave the post here."

Flo informed Silence about Baroness Anguis revealing herself and how Echo and Sana were left to try to deal with her while everyone else tried to kill the snakes as much as they could. "It's a mess. There's lots of Baronlings attacking other groups. Cal and Shadow reported that the rookies are being targeted and killed." Silence's brow furrowed as she thought of what to do. "We need... to try and regroup with Cress, but-" The sounds were getting louder. Was there someone dropping bombs above them on the surface? "We can't. It's blocked off, I sent some to try and secure a safe path to the surface, but everything's caved in." Silence grit her teeth. Suddenly Pray pointed in front of her. "Oh no." She whispered, her voice trembling. "Is it really? Could it really be?"

As the bright light grew ever brighter, someone grabbed her, screaming. "Don't do it, Wicked! If you blow up here, everyone will die! We'll all be buried alive!" The snakes were slithering away, as if being called back into hiding by their master. Did something happen with Echo, did she win against Baroness Anguis? Wicked grinned, tearing off her mouth seal, her body glowing brighter. "Wicked! L-let's negotiate!" Pray screamed, grabbing Wicked and holding her down. "What are you doing here? Why aren't you in Paris, serving Queen Kitra?!" The two Generals stood facing each other, both of them ready to attack. "Oh, Pray. You really did change. I remember the old you, you would be quaking in your boots trying to talk to me like that." Wicked's voice was fond as she reminisced on the past.

"Why are you working for Messiah?" Pray asked, her voice a trembling whimper. Wicked grinned, holding up two fingers. "I come with only two requests. You all put your weapons down and die for me!" Pray gulped, narrowing her eyes. "Wicked... that isn't funny." Her voice was hard as Wicked pushed her to the side. "Run!" Pray suddenly screamed to all the soldiers still inside the Cascade Bau. "Find cover before it's-" Before Flo could even react her ears went out as an explosion so loud and bright went off, the walls trembling. Wicked exploded, and the force of the explosion hurt how many? She could barely hear screams of dying soldiers as the explosion reduced their bodies to ashes.

When the brightness wore off Flo blinked and saw a mess. Her ears were ringing like she could barely hear. Who was alive? Who died? Who's soul piece was that laying on the floor?

A sword was drawn. Somehow beautiful even now, Doll King stood as Flo was trying to recover from the explosion, feeling dizzy and weak all over. "Hello. Not many can survive Wicked's explosion." Doll said softly. "And goodbye." She swung the sword, the blade aimed for Flo's neck and the pinkette was too dazed to even realize what was happening.

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




An hour before the battle:

"Just don't, don't hurt them!" Doll King begged, trembling, kneeling on the floor. "Please, you can kill anyone else. I can't lose them, not again." Messiah looked down on her, practically groveling. "Fine," he granted, "they would make a nice addition to my collection." Relief flooded her, but it was only temporary. Doll had no intention on bringing her sister's back here, she was going to set them loose the moment she could. "Now rise, it does not become you to lay in the dirt like that." Doll nodded, standing unsteadily on her feet. She had bargained for the lives of her daughter, sisters, and husband, but what was the cost? She swallowed hard. It meant the death of everyone else she had served alongside.

~

Two blades clashed, sparks flying. "Flo, get back!" Echo growled, her daggers crossed, holding Doll's sword. "E-Echo!" Doll stuttered, falling back. In Sana's arms was Baroness Anguis, her clothing stained in blood. "We have a hostage, crawl back to your Master and tell him we have his precious Anguis." Doll hesitated, Echo could see the mark on her wrist. They had all said she hadn't, but Echo knew btter. Baron Messiah would not make such a careless mistake to allow Doll to run freely. The floors and walls were covered in blood, Echo could practically smell Wicked from here. Pray was sobbing somewhere along the halls, "Cal, contain Wicked while we can-" she could regenerate, but a full body explosion would take a few minutes. Cal jumped up, practically sliding on the blood.

"You have Anguis?" Doll asked, was that relief in her voice? Echo nodded. "Yes, we do." Sana held a piece of metal against Anguis's throat, threatening to cut it. Doll took a step back, then another. "Retreat!" She called, Echo looking down at Flo, who still seemed stunned and was covered in blood. "Get up," Echo said gently. She had seen worse. "This is our fight, we finally have a little advantage." She flung the door open, Ariel was passed out, the snakes retreating as soon as they saw their master passed out. She walked slowly into the room, a small fire in her palm to light the interior. "Ariel?" Echo whispered, she wasn't moving.

Echo knelt down, pressing a finger underneath Ariel's nose. She was breathing, which was a good sign. There were bite marks all around her, she was bleeding badly. "Pray! We need you!" Somewhere, Echo heard a yelp. There was shuffling and finally, Pray arrived. They had claimed this section of the Cascade, which was a good thing. There were still sounds of battle everywhere else, which was a bad thing. Pray reached down, lifting her eyepatch. There were still tears in her eyes. "Where's Silence?" Echo inquired, she needed to get in contact with Lana and Cress, but they wouldn't answer their TB signals. "We got separated during the explosion, she's still alive though, I can sense her somewhere in the fort." Echo nodded, rising to her feet.

"Come on Flo, let's go cut this hydra off at the head." They had already lost half of their soldiers, some veterans, most of them rookies. "Let's go," Echo did not want to prolong this fight. The only way to free Doll, to end this, was to kill Messiah himself. "Sana, bring Anguis. She's the only leverage we have right now."

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




The explosion was powerful enough to rock the world, reduce everything to a bottomless crater. Wicked was panting as Baron Messiah stood over her, cruelty on the face no one but Anguis could see. "You thought that was enough to kill me? After your pitiful human died, this is the best you can manage?" Wicked panted, falling to the ground. She couldn't get up, she didn't have legs or arms anymore to hold herself up. It would take some time to regenerate, and she didn't have that time anymore. "I'll never accept someone like you." Wicked hissed, tears brimming in her eyes. "Humans and demons can live in peace! Even I know that, and I'm batshit insane!"

Baron Messiah did not seem to care about her words. "That power of yours is quite remarkable. If you agree to work with me, I won't tear off Queen Kitra's head once I capture her. I'll let her live." He knelt down then lifted Wicked up by the throat, his fingers closing around her throat like a vice. "You'll kill your old friends and comrades, and I'll spare Queen Kitra just for you." Wicked trembled, guilt in her eyes. She wanted to be strong, that was what she and Miranda strived for this whole time. But in the end, was there anything she could do? Did she have any cards left? "You're... filthy.... disgusting." Wicked sobbed, tears spilling to the ground. "But my loyalty to Queen Kitra won't let me say no...!"

..............

The surface was chaos. Due to Baroness Vaswald setting off an EMP Pulsar from inside the carriages, all signals were being blocked. Communication between the surface and the underground was impossible, Vaswald wouldn't let them coordinate properly. Felton, one of the rookies, fell to his knees as another round of laser blasts smashed against Leo's barrier. It was cracking, it wouldn't hold forever. "Wh-what's the point?!" Felton screamed in horror and fear, clutching his head. "What's the point in protecting the helicopters if there's not going to be anyone left to ride them?!" Cress and Christopher glanced over to him as the other rookies watched, the fear and terror spreading amongst them.

"I - when the emergency draft was made, I thought I could be brave. I thought I would give my blood for the sake of the Crown, and serve my country." He was one of the many volunteers who answered Queen Charlotte's call for arms, call for help. He, like many, would be sent to his death. "I didn't realize trying to protect other countrymen from being victims was to become one of the victims myself!" His floppy red hair was once comical but now it flopped in a depressed heap on his head, mirroring the expression on his face. The rookies began murmuring, losing their nerve. "I thought I was ready, but I didn't realize... just how scary it would be... to be torn to shreds by lasers..." Another round of laser blasts bombarded them, Leo's barrier trembling under the force of the attack. They couldn't even fight back, no one was able to get close enough to the flying carriages to even swing a sword.

"They won't last much longer." Juria said to Cress with a nervous frown. "We have to do something, Cress." Christopher nodded in agreement, putting a hand on the Acting Director's shoulder. "I could take a helicopter and challenge Baroness Vaswald directly to buy time for you to load the rest of the helicopters and get out of here safely." He said, bumping a fist on Excelsiur's sheath. "No." Cress's voice was soft as she stared at the carriage her sister was sitting in. "You wouldn't even get close." Chris sighed, shaking his head slightly. "Probably not. But at least you and anyone else you could escape with would still have your lives. As long as you're alive, we still have hope."

Cress let out a weak laugh, staring up at the sky. "Oh, Ellie, you always give me a hard time, don't you? It's so hard to try to outsmart you." She sat down on the rocky earth, smiling as she looked up towards Baroness Vaswald. "We used to play board games often. Chess, Checkers, even Snakes and Ladders. She always won every time, outsmarting me at every move. It kind of felt like this, the way she's blocked off every option for me." It felt as if there was nothing they could do at all, a cage created by her own twin sister's strategic mind. "Sorry Ellie, but I still know one way we can win." Cress smiled, grinning bravely. "Chris, gather the rookies. I'll have to give them a pep talk before we can begin."

...............

Wicked's explosion leveled three entire floors inside the fortress. Melody saw the brightness of the explosion destroy the stairs behind her, crumbling apart as the floors turned into rubble and dust. "What was... was that Wicked?" Melody gasped, clinging to Flame's hand to help her stand. "Is anyone... is anyone down there still alive?" She turned back, gulping. Silence had ordered her to try and find a way to reach the surface, to inform Cress that they managed to subdue Baroness Anguis but now it didn't seem to be possible. "W-we have to go back! We have to help them down there!" It was a long fall but Melody believed she could make it. "No, it's too dangerous Mel." Flame grabbed her arm, pulling her away from the edge. "We have to keep climbing. We don't even know if anyone's still alive down there."

Melody gulped, her heart quivering. Doll was down there, she knew that. Echo was there too. Her beloved sisters were trapped underneath and Melody was up here, safe from the explosion. "It'll be okay. Even if everything goes wrong... we can do what we did before." Flame said, smiling gently as he embraced his beloved. "We can run away from it all. We can leave behind the war, everything, and find a new future together." Their honeymoon journey around the world, visiting magical realms, it had been so much fun. But Melody wasn't strong enough to abandon her friends and family to die for the sake of a romantic escape. "If the choice is too hard for you, Mel, then I'll make it for you. We'll go to the surface. Then I'll kidnap you and we'll run away." Tears filled her eyes, making her vision blurry and she didn't know how to respond.

Everything felt as if time stopped. Melody stared in front of her as the rippling of the dress billowed out before her eyes. A beautiful arc of a sword's blade swinging, clashing against another sword pulled out from it's sheath. Another arc, another arc, and then Flame fell back, his arm sliced by the sword. "Fl-Flame!" Melody screamed, rubbing the tears out of her eyes. "Doll! What are you doing?!" There was pain on Doll's face but it quickly twisted and then became a neutral expression. Doll did not say a word as she continued her assault, pushing Flame back farther. Melody let out a screaming song but the blood bond made Doll immune to her powers. "N-no! Doll, you don't have to do this! Ayna told us that you weren't..." Her heart stopped when she saw the mark on her beloved sister's wrist.

"Back off, Mel! Just go! I - I can handle this! I'll catch up with you!" He blocked another attack then kicked at Doll, forcing her back. Still, he was outmatched and everyone here knew it. "I... no! What about running away together? This isn't the time for stupid sacrifices!" But how could she - Doll would never want to hurt her. Doll would back off if Melody got in the way. So she dashed between them, pushing Flame to the ground behind her, spreading her arms out. Doll's eyes went wide and she twisted her body mid swing but she couldn't stop it in time as the sword pierced through her sister's chest. Melody rose in the air as the sword pushed her up, pain filling her but she could barely feel it. She couldn't feel anything.

Melody's vision was blurry but still she smiled. "Good, you stopped." She said, not realizing what had happened. "Doll, we can help you. We'll take you to Flo, she can freeze the contract just like how... just like..." As Melody dissipated into a vibrant pearly orb, Doll let out a cry. "H-how? How could you?" Flame grabbed the soul piece as his arm was slashed to ribbons and strips of meat. "She was - she was your sister!" Tears filled his eyes, sorrow in liquid form decorating the shadowy halls. "She was... the love of my life." Doll let out a scream, finishing Flame off with a slash to the chest, then she fell to her knees, shaking uncontrollably.

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"She's surprisingly light." Sana said, lugging Baroness Anguis onto her back. Thinking about it, Anguis was actually pretty small. She probably used snakes to appear bigger and taller than what she truly was. "Are you doing okay, Flo?" Flo's steps were unsteady but she was shambling along as well as she could. She must have hit her head when Wicked blew herself up, it felt as if she had a bad concussion. "I'm doing my best." She admitted weakly, forcing herself to keep up with Echo's brisk pace. How many died? Did some of her friends already meet their ends at Wicked's hands?

Sana was making the path with a crayon so that they wouldn't lose their way. Pray stayed behind with Ariel, Cal, and Shadow, to try and find survivors and build a path out of the rubble that would let them get back to the surface. It was a long way up, but with enough manpower they would be able to make a ladder out of rocks. The minor demons scattered in fear as Echo, Flo, and Sana approached. With Anguis on their backs, the lesser troops no doubt knew they stood no chance against them. "Take us to Messiah." Flo ordered, wishing her head would be less foggy and light. "If you value your life." They cowered in fear, not wanting to die. "B-but he's not here! He l-left the Fortress before the fight even started!"

"Our lord Baron Messiah's already on the surface!"

Did he see right through them? Had someone betrayed them? How did Messiah know they were going to try to kill him at the bottom of Cascade Bau? "We should check just in case, but let's get back quickly." The throne room was up ahead. Once upon a time, Queen Kitra made it her abode. Maybe once this was over Kitra could return here again and rule over Paradise. Suddenly Sana's lips spread in a wide smile. She held her arm out, grinning. "I'm the traitor!" Sana declared, swinging her arm with the bracelet. The hallway around them shook as the metal rafters shattered, causing the hallway to cave in, burying Flo and Echo alive.

Acacia giggled, finding it easy to have possessed Sana like this. She was already tired out, a shy little girl like her was very easy prey. "Now, to go and kill Silence and Pray." Acacia hummed, walking back down the path. "They'll never suspect anything like this."

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

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




Echo didn't know what she was going to do, buried in ruble, separated from Flo, and trapped underneath with Baroness Anguis, who was going to bleed out if they didn't get her back to either side. Worst of all, Sana had been posessed by Baroness Acacia and betrayed them. Echo groaned, attempting to open her eyes. There was blood running down her forhead, that couldn't have been good, she realized, trying to move. Her limbs were pinned beneath the rubble and it was far too dark beneath the stack to see. "Bloody hell," she groaned, a crackling in her ribs. Thankfully her armor prevented the damage from being far worse, but knew a broken bone when she felt one. Slowly, Echo flexed her wings, groaning at the weight of them. A diamond burst, wind sweeping the rubble away. She reached up with one arm, smearing the blood across her face as she attempted to clean her eyes enough to open them.

When she at last could, it was still dark. She lit a fire that floated above her, not touching anything, but illuminating the room enough that she could see she was buried deep. Her head throbbed as she tried to sit up, slightly disoriented. Where was she? She recalled falling as the room completely collapsed on them and the briskness of it meant that she was farther below ground. How much farther had she fallen from the throne room? "Silence? Flo? Come in?" She tried to no avail. Somewhere around her was a groan, it seemed Anguis had fallen deep as well. "Bloody hell, this is rubbish. Of course this bloody happened. No solid plan, walking blindly into a trap." She pried herself out of the rest of the pile and picked her way over to Anguis, pulling rocks and debris off of her. She dragged the Baroness over her shoulder, looking for an exit. "Flo!" Echo called, but there was no answer.

Another wind diamond broke, they drifted up, as high as they could, before a ceiling stopped them. The floor here was solid, aside from the massive hole in the center that she had fallen through, where it had given in. "Flo!" Echo called again, only to hear cackling behind her. She stiffened, making a slow circle only to see something strange. Flickering lights, one by one, piecing together to form an enemy she had never encountered. "Hello there, you must be Baroness Nova." The light was near blinding, until finally, they formed one solid piece. "I am Baron Lidel and I'm going to kill you now." Echo turned, she didn't have time for this. "Look, I have Messiah's girlfriend. You can either let us go, or I'll kill you too." Lidel laughed, "kill me? The gaul!" He began to ignite once more, lighting up so brightly that Echo could no longer see.

There was only one solution for this. A black diamond broke, the room encased in inky darkness. Their ability was snuffed out and Lidel cried out, clearly confused. "Fool me once shame on you," she struck him from behind, able to see in the darkness. "Fool me twice shame on me!" She struck once more, as fast as a viper, her dagger taking off Lidel's head. "Send someone stronger next time," she kicked it as it rolled, the darkness receeding. Lidel's soul piece clanked to the ground, Echo stepping over it carefully. "I've gotta find Flo and then get out of here."

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

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




Out of the one hundred and fifty five soldiers that had come to this battle, there were twenty left. Echo had at last reached the roof, "Messiah!" She screeched to the sky, her throat hoarse. "Messiah, call a cease fire or I'll kill her right here and now!" She was holding her blade against Anguis's throat. Echo was sticky with blood, "Messiah!" The tip of the dagger began to draw blood. Suddenly, he materialized in front of her. Had he been hiding this entire time? Right above their noses? Doll was with him, looking grim, as well as a Baron Echo did not recognize. Where was Flo? Echo did not know. If she could negotiate the terms of surrender, the first thing she would do is go and find Flo. "What do you want?" Baron Messiah asked, Echo's grip on Anguis never faltering. "Surrender, you're cornered. I know you have feelings for this snake." She hissed, swaying on her feet. There was still blood pouring into her eyes.

Messiah looked almost bored. "You think I'm cornered?" Was that amusement in his tone? Echo was having a hard time telling considering his face was faceless. "Look at you, standing on a roof, bleeding out. You have but a handful of soldiers left and have the idea to say that I'm the one cornered?" He laughed, throwing out his arms. "Look around you, you're no more a society than a handful of rebels. Give up and I won't kill you before your next breath." Echo's arms shook, "I will do no such thing. Take another step and I'll kill Anguis." Baroness Anguis groaned in her arms, if anyone would bleed out, it was her. "Go ahead, kill her." Messiah dared to take another step forward, "You won't do it. You've grown soft. What happened to the Nova that hated humans? The Nova that killed the former director?"

Without hesitance, she slid her knife across Anguis's throat and dropped her. Messiah stood stock still. "I'll admit, I did not think you would make me do it." Blood bubbled around her neck, Anguis huffing as she struggled to breathe. "You fool," Messiah shook his head. He waved a hand, Anguis restored to new. She wasn't dead yet, that was the mistake. Once they were dead, they were gone. Anguis suddenly jumped up, a snake biting into Echo's shoulder. "There is something amiss, you know. You can sense it as well, can't you? Your head is playing between memories you don't recall having. Why don't I fix that?" Echo's eyes widened, her head in pain as Messiah waved his hand again, undoing all of Flo's work. Her eyes swam, the veins in her head thinning. "There is no checkmate."

"Messiah, you promised-" Doll grabbed his arm. He nodded as Echo fell to her hands and knees, vomitting blood. "She's having a stroke! What did you do!" Doll tried to run forward, but he stopped her. "She'll live because I allowed her to. That's the thing with dogs, you have to train them." She was going to die here, wasn't she? "Bas...t...a...rd." She slurred, half of her body unable to move. "Echo! Messiah, don't do this!" Echo fell to the ground, her arms giving out. "Flo..." she whispered, her memories returning, that missing time, those three years. It all flashed before her eyes in seconds, her pupils dilating. They were lying to her, all of them. The basement, rehab, going to Heaven, Echo remembered it all. Messiah knelt down, avoiding the puddle of bodily fluids.

"Do you understand now?" He asked, "they were never on your side. They've been using you this entire time. Your friends have been controlling you, concealing things from you." No, Flo wouldn't do that, Flo would never do that. Another snake bit her, right in the stomach, she cried out, paralyzed with pain. "Stop it!" Doll begged, "you promised you would spare her!"

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

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




"Why do you wear the mask?" A young demon girl asked, looking at him. The demon shivered, keeping the mask on his face. "I'm ugly. I don't want anyone to see." He turned away, not used to this. The angels gave it to him, saying that it took years off their life to be forced to look at him. "I'm sure you have a nice face. My name is Lise!" The white haired demon held her hand out with a grin. "You'll let me see some day, okay?" He whimpered, not wanting to. Everyone was always scared away by his face. It was better to wear the mask.

"You filthy creatures! You sinners! Get back to praying!" A young demon whimpered, kicked in the back of the head until he was forced into a prayer position again. How long has it been since he was able to move? What even was his name anymore? "Jaden..." He whispered. He couldn't forget his name, he wasn't allowed to forget his name. "Shut up and keep praying!" The angels growled, kicking him again. "You sinful creatures. We'll teach you all how to be righteous. Under the will of King Anael, the King of Heaven, you'll all learn the path of forgiveness." For weeks, the children were forced to pray. They were given an awful broth and were only allowed out to relieve their bladders once a day. The angels would round them up and take them to the cleansing repository so the children would have to relieve themselves at the same time.

King Anael of Heaven made a new proclamation. In order to end the suffering and hatred between demons and angels, the captured demons from the last Holy War when King Satan of Hell attacked, would be made to breed. Their children would be raised among angels, taught proper angel etiquette and learn the sins of their race. The children would interface with angels and angels would have a chance to get to learn about demons and befriend them. It was a program designed to end war, but the angels put in charge of the program only wanted to get their revenge in for all the friends they lost during the 8th Holy War.

"This generation is a failure." The angels would say behind their closed doors. "They sit and pray but they're still just as sinful as ever. Look at how they breed, look at how filthy they are." Select females were taken from the praying room in order to create more demons, a second generation of children to be made to pray. A demon with white and red hair was dragged away today as the angels took away the females. "Congratulations, Lise." The angels mocked, picking her up by the snake-shaped tentacle attached to her back. "Your results are in. You've proven to be very fertile. You will give more demons the gift of life."

Jaden whimpered, watching Lise be taken away. "N-no, don't hurt her!" One angel ripped the mask off his face, revealing his ugly horrible face to everyone. Jaden always wore a mask because he was ashamed of his white eyes, of his misshapen mouth. He was an ugly, ugly demon child. "She's nice! Don't take her!" Lise was the only one of the children who would play with him during weekends when praying time ended. She was the only one who didn't hate him or try to steal his food. He let out a scream, covering his horrible face, his disgusting face. What kind of friend would curse their friend to see something so ugly? "I think it's nice." Lise said, her voice warm but even Jaden could hear the trembling within. "You have a cute, unique face." The angels laughed and jeered, not caring, not caring at all.

It was only years later when the 9th Holy War began and King Satan tore down the Center for Demon Angel Peace. "Young demons." His voice boomed. "Do you still have the will to fight within you? You demons who were born in angel lands, and taught angel rules?" Most of the demons cowered and shivered, hiding in corners. They did not want to fight. They did not want to do anything. They had no pride in their hearts, no will in their souls. They were like limp wet noodles, unable to change anything but be eaten. "You, boy. There's a look in your eyes that I like." King Satan knelt down and grinned, the dragon knights pulling Jaden out from among the crowd. "There's a look in your eyes burning with enough hatred to burn the world away with your fires."

"Please." Jaden whispered. "Kill all of the angels." King Satan's eyes twinkled. He picked Jaden up and then grinned. "Perfect." Jaden did not understand the searing pain through his whole body. He did not understand why he went limp and could no longer move. "You'll be my wonderful sacrifice." King Satan stole his soul's energy then put him inside a cage for his dragon knights to carry around. "I'll use you to boost my powers." Borrowing Jaden's strength, King Satan's powers increased and he bathed the valley in a sea of fire. The angel-raised demons were rounded up and put in chains. "We'll teach them how to properly be demons. We'll beat their demonic instincts back into them." King Satan cackled, patting his belly in triumph.

After being dragged into Hell, Jaden was locked in a room. He didn't know for how long he was in this room, but only sometimes would he be taken out in order to be used as a power battery for Satan to kill others. If he spoke, he was tortured. If that wasn't enough, the other angel-raised demons would be tortured for him. It wasn't long until Satan was able to realize that Lise was the one he loved, and so she became a torture receptible. Her and her clutch of eggs would be flayed mercilessly until Lise did not know how to live without being in pain. "It's okay. I'm weak and useless." Lise said with a squeak. "So please don't cry, Jaden." But he cried anyways, because he knew it was his fault.

There was a knock on the door one day. Was it food again? Jaden stared into the darkness, wondering what food there would be today. "Hello. My name is Lucifer Vacivus, and I'm the leader of the Pride Tribe." A strange demon appeared, grinning. "You're Jaden, one of the angelborn, right? You've been used as a battery, but now it's time." Lucifer promised freedom. He promised so much. "I can already sense how strong you are. You'll help me, and I'll grant you your wish." His wish was obvious, wasn't it? "I'll be one of your Barons." Jaden cried, reaching out for his new master. "If you'll make Lise a Baron too, I'll help you take down King Satan!"

After the rebellion was won and Lucifer Vacivus sat on Hell's throne, Jaden became Baron Messiah, the Baron of Sacrifice. His mask melded to his face, his face becoming blank and nothing. It was better this way, this way no one would be cursed to see it again. Baron Messiah went to find his one and only friend. Lise was laying down, shivering in pain. After being made to bear so many children, after being tortured for years, her brain developed a problem. She was constantly reliving the pain over and over again, with no relief. She was dying too. "Let me die." Lise whimpered. "It hurts so bad." He couldn't let her go. He needed to save her. "You're a Baron now." Messiah whispered, reaching for his friend. Lise transformed, her many children and her uncountable eggs morphed into snakes, latching onto her body. Even so, she was still in pain, wasn't she? "I see, how unfortunate." King Lucifer said, with a pitying shake of his head. "She'll be in pain forever." In the end, after so many experiments, the only way to give Anguis relief was if she was the one doing the torturing instead. If she wasn't putting her pain onto others, it would always come back.

If Messiah could create a world for demons and only demons, none of this would ever have to happen again. Hatred burned in his eyes, for angels, and for the demon royalty who tossed him and Anguis aside as if they were nothing but old broken toys. They were given small castles in the barren northern corners of Hell and told never to return. One day, Messiah swore, he would get revenge on demon royalty. Not only that, but he would make sure no demon would ever be hurt by another race ever again.



A portal opened and the Glaive of Longinus slashed through it, before being pulled back and slicing apart an enemy from behind using another portal. Silence fell to her knees, breathing hard. Messiah was on the rooftop, that was the only thing that made sense. They searched the entire floor, and they weren't able to find any hint of him. The minor demons that surrendered said that he left the fortress already, but Messiah wouldn't just leave and let Anguis die on her own. Silence groaned, stumbling through the darkness, leaving a trail of blood with each step she took. She heard another enemy approaching and she spun and cut through them with her glaive. "Pray's... down there... somewhere..." Silence whispered to herself. It was too late now, Silence was too far up to go back down.

She heard footsteps rapidly approaching. Silence spun around, gritting her teeth, swinging her glaive. It clashed against what felt like a sword and she jumped backwards to dodge a counterstrike. "Silence! Relax, it's just me." Chris's voice floated on through, and he sounded exhausted and weary. "Chris? Aren't you supposed to be up top with Cress?" The fact that he was here and no one else gave Silence a pitched painful feeling in her gut. "Don't worry about that for now." He said, a hand reaching out to take Silence's shoulder. "I'm going after Messiah. He's on the rooftop, Shiro told me where he was waiting." Silence nodded, figuring that made sense. They were able to save Shiro at least, that was good, right? "I'm coming too. Just lead the way, Chris." She followed the sound of his footsteps, using them to guide her as she limped after him.

The duo silently made their way up the halls and corridors, aiming to reach the top. There was a thud then, was something going on? "Flo!" Chris cried out, his voice startling Silence for a brief moment. "Where is she?" Silence asked, clutching her glaive painfully. "Right here, Flo, you look like hell, are you..." Flo was bleeding out badly and she fell down trying to walk. "Echo's... up there. I can... sense her." Her words were slow, slurred. Was she having trouble thinking? "We're going to go kill Messiah and save Echo. Flo, you look like death. Do you want to stay here and wait for us?" Flo grimaced, pushing herself back up off the floor. "I have... to help her." She'd lost so much blood, her head was dizzy and it was hard to think.

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"It's almost there." Messiah whispered as Echo writhed on the ground in her stroke. "Our dream's almost accomplished." Anguis smiled at him, but even he could see how tired she was, how exhausted she was. "Know your place, Doll King. You're my Apostle. I could give you the order to kill Echo if I wish and you wouldn't be able to resist.' He had complete control over her, what Doll wanted didn't matter at all. "But I wouldn't do that. Once Nova realizes how the Tower Society's been controlling and manipulating her, she'll be free. I'm giving her the keys to that freedom." If need be, he could fix her time and undo any damage caused by the current stroke.

"Please." Doll pleaded. "She only just stopped looking at me with hatred in her eyes." Doll just wanted the happy future where her three sisters could be together in harmony to return. But it seemed like Baron Messiah was never going to let that happen again. "Echo and I have a lot in common." Messiah said calmly, looking with sympathy at the white haired demon. "We've only ever been used by everyone around us." But now he would save her. He would set her free. The problem in her head, he could fix it in a heart beat. All he wanted was for Nova to accept his help and join his side. There was no hatred, no anger. He simply saw his past self in Baroness Nova, and he wanted to save her.

Time froze. The next moment Doll was holding her wrist. Three people arrived when time became back to normal. Silence swung her glaive at Anguis, following the wound of the snakes. Ever since Wicked blew herself up Silence hadn't been able to see anything but faint colors and shapes. "Your contract's gone." Flo said, nearly falling over. "Kill them both." Doll was free now, Flo removed it entirely. She crawled to Echo's side as Chris went over to Doll. Echo's memories had all returned, the worst case scenario was here.

"I'm sorry, Echo." Flo whispered, desperately maintaining consciousness. She knew she was dying, she was too badly hurt to keep going anymore. "For controlling you, for using you. But now, you'll be free." She used her powers, shattering the contract between Echo and Christopher. She even used her powers to make Echo's Tower Brace vanish without a trace. With the last of her energy she once again mended Echo's brain, reversing the stroke completely. "Get - get out of here, Echo! Run away! Don't look back! Th-this is the freedom you've always wanted! Go!" Unable to stand, Flo fell on her face, all her power and energy gone. Her eyes fluttered shut, wanting to see Echo one last time before she went on for freedom.

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




Echo could no longer tell up from down. She writhed in a pile of blood and bodily fluids, her bladder having loosed itself on the ground. It was too hot, but also too cold. Her brain was forgetting to breathe, her face was turning blue. Someone was crying, Echo was sure of it. Someone was yelling out her name. There was a flurry of activity on the roof as the remainder of the Tower Society burst through the doorway. "Echo!" Christopher yelled, he was still her partner, after all. "Chris!" Doll froze in surprise upon seeing him, glancing between him and Echo and understanding. He had done as she asked, he was watching over Echo in her stead. Tears welled up in her eyes, she could not go to him, not while Messiah was here. "Move!" Chris had Echo's medicine, he could stop the stroke before it became worse. Faster than any of them though, was Flo. She shattered Messiah and Doll's contract, Doll running towards her husband and planting a kiss on his lips. He encircled his arms around her, relieved and terrified, because this war was not yet over.

"Move, I need to get to her," Flo was faster still. She reached down, color returning to Echo's face, her fingers no longer desperately clawing at the pile of snow she lay in. She sat up slowly, her cheeks tinged pink from the cold. Messiah took a step back, it seemed his castle was going to come crumbling down after all. "Thank you Flo," Echo sat upright, catching her friend as she fell. "I'll take it from here." She stood, easing Flo to the ground gently. Echo would not abandon them, not when she was the only one left who could fight him. "Back up," Echo told the others. The energy around them began to churn, the willpower of Baron Messiah and Baroness Nova clashing in the air. This was not a matter of who struck first, this was a fight to the death. She remembered everything, the basement, the pain, this man, looming over them, his shadow as painful as the thrashing.

"You claim you want to make a world for demons, but when we needed you, you stood aside." Echo could not forgive him for that. "You watched them torture me! You broke my best friend!" Wind whipped around her, she could feel it answering her call. The snow blew at them, visibility at an all time low. "It was essential to understand the inner workings." Flo's power was much like his, if he could better understand how it worked, he would have a finer understanding of how his own ability worked. "It was essential for the sake of our future. Necessary sacrifices must be made." Of course, of course that's how it was. Echo was always the sacrficie, wasn't she? Well, she sick of it! The wind roared, Silence grabbing the others and ushering them through a portal. A black diamond broke, shrouding them in darkness so thick it was hard to move. The sound of daggers unsheathing inaudible over the wind. It was just the two of them, in that moment, one fighting to live, one fighting to create the future in their image.

All at once, the darkness dissipated. Christopher stepped out of the stairwell. Echo and Baron Messiah were both on their knees. A brilliant light suddenly consumed everything, when it faded at last, one soul piece clanked against the around. Christopher ran forward, kneeling down to check. Footsteps thundered behind him. "It's not Echo's," no, it was Messiah's. So where was Echo? She had disappeared from the roof. With Messiah dead, his entire ensemble gave up easily, knowing they were outdone. With their leader dead, there was no longer a point in fighting. "We surrender," Anguis fell to her knees, overcome with grief. "Where is Echo?" Doll asked, desperate. "She's gone," Christopher shook his head, smiling vaguely as he stared at the falling snow.

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




"Who's at the door?" Riven asked, crossing the foyer of the mansion. Tomorrow was the eve of the celebration of the vampire's unification. They had done everything they could to wipe themselves off of the map and now, they would celebrate their peace. "I'll get it," Slaine opted, no longer a man servant, but one of the head's of the hotel. Another loud bang came, a round of knocking. He opened up the large wooden doors, a small figure practically tumbling inside. "It's a demon!" He yelped, panicked. Riven swpet over, looking as elegant as ever in her red lace gown. "Echo?!" She knelt down in alarm, the demon laying in a puddle of her own blood. She had claw marks on her face and ice clinging to her lashes. How long had she been out there?

"Slaine, prepare a room, Vitoria!" She pointed to a vampire who stiffened at the mention of her name. "Go get Gwenyth!" It took only a blink or two before the aformentioned vampire arrived, kneeling down in panic when she saw the demon who used to be her partner. "Echo! Oh, oh my. Quick, we need a medic." Echo was unconscious, Gwenyth lifted her, carrying her up the stairs to where Slaine was waiting. She shooed the curious eyes away, wondering how Echo had found them. The hotel's presence was concealed, after all, with a magical barrier protecting it. Their Queen had paid a hefty price for a barrier from a red haired witch to make certain that no lost hiker would come stumbling across it in the wood.

It wasn't until morning that Echo finally awoke, Gwenyth having slept in a chair beside the bed. She was still mightily attached to this demon, practically having raised her from an egg. "You're up," Gwen said sleepily, noticing that Echo was looking around, half of her face obscured by bandages. "I'm sorry Echo," Gwenyth suddenly sobbed, taking her hand. "I'm sorry I left you behind, I'm so, so sorry for hurting you." The white haired demon looked around slowly, taking it all in. Then- "I'm sorry, who are you?" It was like a punch in the gut. "And-I have another question, who am I?" The weight of it hit her even moreso. "You-you don't remember?" Gwenyth sniffled, wiping her eyes. "Echo, take off all of your clothes." Gwenyth suddenly ordered, the demon blinking, confused. "Now," Gwen helped her, removing her broken armor and undergarments.

No contract mark.

"Can you explain please?" The demon squeaked, Gwenyth taking a deep breath and sinking down into a chair. "Your name is Echo, you're.... a very special demon." Gwenyth took her hand, clasping it. "Your past doesn't matter, but your future will." She wasn't going to let Echo go, now that she had her. She would give Echo the life she had always wanted her to have. No more fighting, she could live in peace here, with them. "Tonight there's a ball. We have to get ready-" a knock sounded at the door. "Gwenyth is she awake?" Queen Riven stood on the other side, holding a breakfast tray. She wanted to deliver it herself, wanting Echo to feel welcome and wanting to apologize for attacking her. "Yes, come in."

"She doesn't remember anything," it seemed the hit to the head had been harder than any of them had anticipated. "Alright, well, that's a good thing." Riven decided, "she can stay here, with us, at least until her partner comes looking for her." Gwenyth shook her head, "she has no partner." Echo was watching their back and forth banter, wondering what all of this meant. She knew one thing was certain, however and that it was her head was not on right. "Can someone please explain what this all means?" Echo wanted to know, her head ached.

"It means that tonight, you'll be attending a ball."