West Journey Tempest: Volume 2--Chapter 7

This is the seventh chapter of West Journey Tempest Volume 2, where Carmen and her daughters are causing terror around. The revenge is still on, can Monica and the others stop them before something else happens? Find out in this volume!!!! Thank you, enjoy! --KatDon

Chapter 7: Falling in the Ocean

Previously; Erica woke up and decided to take a walk to a hill. While on her walk; she comes across a lean muscular young man, Seimi, and his friend Tengil where they were lying on the grass and looking up at the blue sky. Seimi was wearing white riding breeches, a buttoned collared shirt under a beautiful crimson vest while Tengil wore a blue suit and pants, longsleeve white pinstriped shirt, and a blue pinstriped vest with a tie. But Seimi said, "There's a storm coming, it's going to sweep things in its path." Erica looked up and saw that the beautiful sky's yonder blue was now a dark purple. When she turned back to the boy, she saw that he was already gone! So she decides to head back. As she walked back; Erica looked up and saw that the hurricane while she was determined to get home soon. She regrets on going on this walk, it was a bad idea and she wish she stayed home. She wished that it passed or wash away like rain. But it was getting closer and nothing could stop it. She hopes she won't blow away as she saw in horror of every debris, every part crumbling and it was blowing harder and harder. Erica managed to dodge every flying object and nearly went flying, it was so strong but she made it back home safe. However, she was horrified to discover that her house has been capsized and she managed to get in the house where she found that her big sister were nowhere in sight. Erica begin to panic a little bit, she cried; fearing that her parents could be dead. The next minute afterwards, Poor Erica was sitting near the mailbox, thinking about if her parents possibly got caught in the storm and possibly died but she didn't want to jump to conclusions. Then, she felt a shadow upon her and saw Seimi and Tengil. "What are you doing here?" Una asked. "I came to help you, I also want to tell you that your sister is safe." replied Seimi. Erica's gasp got caught in her throat, "You do? Where?" She asked. Here this was to be another day, an ordinary day until this boy came along as he will inspire her to look for majestic beauty that others wouldn't see and find them mundane. Seimi stretch his hand out, "Come with me." He said. "Where are we going?" asked Erica. Tengil smiled, "You'll see." Erica was hesitant at first but she knew that this boy would help her. Maybe help her to be in control of her own destiny and they were off. Erica got to meet Seimi's other companions, Geneva and Kent. Kent was a nice guy, pretty much average looking person...Nothing magical about him. He wears a silver uniform of a high-waisted and a striped suit, and has a mandarin collar. And Geneva was just an eccentric person but yet she was kind. She wore an ice blue gown, sleeves are puffy and off the shoulder. Bodice is corseted and large, sequined petals cascading from the waist. Erica was shy at first however she bonded fast with these guys as they stayed up late because of no power, they played spin the bottle and laugh and joking around while drinking root beer and Erica found a place of belonging with friends that care about her. And don't judge of what she is not. The next day, when the storm was over; Erica and her new friends stumble upon a village as then other monsters appeared as they terrify the residents into hiding as Erica, Seimi, Tengil, Kent, and Geneva were horrified to see them, which they look hideous with their horned wings, claws, and fangs so sharp. They snarled and Erica shivered a little. The monsters cursed Una by the fact that many enemies will come for her. Some would kidnap her and held her in prison while others would try to kill her, or use her for lustful desires so she must keep her head down, watch her back and stand her ground: "We''ll get you, sweet blood--AND YOUR MEDDLING FRIENDS TOO!" They growled, they laughed and disappeared into smoke. Erica and her friends were sent on her way until the manananggals came as they kidnapped Seimi, Tengil, and Kent as they flew off while Erica and Geneva followed them as they try to sneak in. But they are also kidnapped while brought before the evil queen. The queen demands her heart but Erica begs her to release her friends but the queen tortures her mentally that her friends are in the dungeon where they are in deadly fights against brain craving zombies, heart eating beasts, and fear mongeling monsters! Erica fell to her knees, horrified by the thought as the witch laughs at her despair. "Sis, please help me..." Erica whispered, "I'm frightened sis." Her hand reached to her shorts where she felt the vial and remembered the holy water. Geneva attacked the witch distracting her as Erica sprayed the witch with the holy water! The witch screeched in pain, "You cursed wretch, look what you done!" She shouted. She looked disoriented as she cried out and yelled in agony. Erica was horrified however she and Geneva went to free Seimi, Tengil, and Kent two from their prison. The three of them were unharmed, perhaps scratches here and there but they were OK! They escaped as they made their way through the forest. However they have no idea which way they should go. "OK, now which way do we go?" wondered Erica. A voice spoke up, "Pardon me. That was the way." Erica looked behind her, and around as she said: "Who said that?" When she saw no one, she laughed to herself: "I must be hearing things." Kent smirked, "You could be." He said. "It's pleasant down that way, too." The voice said. "Of course, people do go both ways!" Then, someone was swinging in a tree--It was a Vanara, a half human and half humanoid. "Oh, so it was you?" Erica asked. She anf her friends could see a young Vanara man who looked like a monkey slightly. But he wore a green jacket and pants with gold trim on the front. "We haven't really met properly, have we?" Geneva asked. The Vanara man thought for a moment before replying, "Why no." He said. "My name is Alphege." Erica and the others also introduced themselves too. Alphege jumps from tree top to tree trop as he ask where they heading to. Erica shrugs, "To look for my sister but it's a crazy realm around her." She said. Alphege smiled, "The trouble with life is, they always try to teach the wrong lesson. Believe me, I've been kicked out of enough of them to know. But I say why invite stress in? Stop strifing, and learn to live." He said. Erica and the others exchanged glances at one another: "What do you mean?" Erica asked. Alphege bounces off a branch and starts to dance forward down the road, "Well, I see that the danger is coming to corrupt my fellow travelers. Fortunately, I'm up for the task. Follow me." He said. But then they were attack by the woods as they try to seize Erica and the gang but Alphege saves them as he was so fast that the wood that came to life could not keep up with his speed as he saved Erica and the others. Later, he told the story about his lover was named Lorelai and he explains how Lorelai bumped into Asmund which she wish she didn't because she must look like a crying mess. But she managed to tell Asmund what had happened and they talked for awhile in a garden where they confess their love for one another. But then, they were discovered by the guards as Lorelai escaped while Asmund was being lead away to be beatened to death. Asmund was placed high on a stick as if he was a scarecrow as his bones crunched and whips with sharp ends made his flesh ripped apart and before he passed out from blood loss, he heard a voice screamed, "ASMUND!!!!!" Then, he woke up to hear something incoherent as he woke up and realized what he become. Erica shivered but smiled, "Sounds like a familiar story but...COME ON, LET'S MOVE!!!" She said with a cheer. Just as she spun around to continue the journey ahead; Erica sees a pig's face, she reacts by a yelp before she examines it. Her friends were startled, but Kent got another look as he grimaced: "Why, it's a man! With a pig face." He noted. The pig face man groaned, clutching his chest. "Where is it?" He moaned in pain. Erica approached him with a concern, "What? What are you looking for?" She asked. "Oil can....My oil can." The pig face man answered. Erica nervously looked around as she is unable to answer, "Um...." But luckily, Alphege appeared with a serious expression. "Hang on, Troynt." He said, handing him an oil can. The pig man, name Troynt, grabbed the oil can and tore his shirt open to reveal his beating heart. Erica gasped! The heart has many metal parts mixed with the circulation system. Troynt uses oil and felt bad as he got better. Then, Alphege told about Troynt's past: He had a lover name Emina and a boy by the name of Jimmy Talon, son of Marshall Talon! He and Emina were inseperable, Jimmy hands Emina a cup of punch and Emina took a sip. She was surprised how good it tastes, "What's in the punch Jimmy?" She asked. "Oh! It's my mother's speciality. Lemons, pears, and melons." said Jimmy. "Mmm, it's good." Emina said. She grinned at him and Jimmy smiled back. He then said, "Um, Emina?" Emina glanced at him, "Yes Jimmy?" Jimmy looked a bit nervous, "Listen, there's something I think you need to know...Why I brought you here." He said. "Oh Jimmy, I already know why you brought me here." said Emina. "You...You do?" Jimmy asked. Emina begin to have tears in her eyes as she said: "It's because I'm in this chair, right? You feel sorry for me so you ask a silly girl like me, isn't it?" Jimmy felt bad, "No, not at all...It's not that at all, it's because you are so beautiful. You're so beautiful and I think you are so fair and intelligent. You know, it's not about being not able to do anything, you can make the most out of it." So Jimmy decided to give Emina the best time of her life! The day Lorelai gave Emina the shoes known as Talaria, which caused Emina to walk. Tears of joy, Emina confessed to the surprised Jimmy of her feelings however Jimmy admits that he was in love with Sianna! Heartbroken by the rejection; Emina attempted to use a love spell but it backfired as it almost made Jimmy's heart explode. Lorelai saves him by using metal parts however Jimmy came back all wrong as Emina screamed in horror at the sight of Jimmy, who has a grotesque pig face! Jimmy was terrified at what happened and fleed in shame. After hearing this, Erica was in shock and stares at Troynt before she blurted out in a quiet voice: "Jimmy Talon....Is that you?" Geneva and the boys are shocked, they looked at Erica before glancing at Troynt, who nodded. "It is...Or what's left of me." He said. Erica looked over at Alphege, "And you--Prince Asmund...Is it really you?" She inquired. Alphege nodded, "Yes." He said. More gasps are heard, Erica looked at the two as she said: "I heard what happened to you." Troynt nodded, "It's because of Lorelai, she did this to me. It's because of her that I've become piggish and heartless." He said. Alphege glanced at his new allied friend, "No, Jim. She was trying to save you, you know that." He said. Troynt squeezed his eyes shut and shook his head rapidly, "No.....No....." He whispered. Alphege placed a hand on his shoulder while saying, "She saved me, I mean....Look at me." Tears brimmed in the pig man's eyes as he shouted, "She killed my Emina! She's dead!" Alphege shook his head as he shook some sense into him: "No, Madame Evelyn did that! Not Lorelai, she would never do that!" He claimed. Alphege turned as he looked and the others as he said: "Excuse us for a moment." He took Troynt aside as they talked in hushed tones, "Why are you standing up for the woman you love when she did nothing but wicked things? I can't just stand here grinning pretending to go along with all of this!" demanded Troynt silently. "Do you think I like to be this way? You expect me to talk bad about her? She would hate me because of it? I miss her! And I have nothing against her!" whispered Alphege. "Well, what are we doing here? Let's go, Asmund." rapsed Troynt. Alphege said in a soft voice, "I can't--We can't---This girl and her friends need help!" Troynt bluntly replied loudly, "That annoying girl and her meddling friends is more like it!" Erica was offended as she called out: "I HEARD THAT!!!!" Troynt shouted, "YOU'RE AN ANNOYANCE IS WHAT YOU ARE!!!! YOU THINK YOU KNOW ANY OF US, WE DON'T KNOW WHO YOU ARE OR WHAT THE HELL YOU ARE BUT YOU'RE NOTHING BUT A WITCH!!!!" Erica was hurt, she backed away and ran off with tears in her eyes. The others went to find her, even Alphege but not Troynt. His heart was so cold that he didn't seem like James Talon anymore. While traveling amongst the town; Erica was wearing a cloak and ride in a wagon as it carried supplies into the village and got off with her friends She went off the path and she took a pair of scissors and cut the remains of her dress and changed. Timias, who was walking among the path, noticed the wagon and came across the girl who was half naked. When the girl saw, she gasped and backs away: "Stay away!" Timias was trying not to look at her body but he was concern to ask, "Are you all right?" However, the girl try to run however Erica saw her scars and was shock that he attempt to hug her. The girl was shocked as she screamed, "GET AWAY!!!!" She tried to tackle him however Timias lost balance and they both went down. The girl looked up at Timias, who is flustered a little. The girl's lips curled in a smile: "Hi." She said softly. Timias saw her lips are bright red and wedge himself away, "S--sorry." He said. "Wait, are you a boy?" Erica asked. "Yes, you didn't know?" asked Timias. "Not by your delicate face, no." said the girl. "I didn't know you were changing, I apologize." said Timias. "It's OK, I'm sorry for my behavior. I guess I don't like to be touched." Erica replied. They both seemed shy as Erica was sitting next to him. But Erica noticed something that made her concern: "What happened to your shoulder?" Erica asked, pointing to the scars she can see on Timias's shoulder. Timias shied it away with his jacket. "It's nothing." He said. Erica looked at him, "Someone hurt you?" She finally asked. Timias was silent for a moment before he spoke, "...Yes." Erica nods, "If it makes you better; I don't want to talk about mine either. It's too painful." She said. Timias looked up at her, "You were hurt?" He asked. Erica looked away, "You could say that." She said. Then, it happened as Timias saw it: Erica's face was almost sallow, her eyes glowed of a reddish yellow, and her hands were like razor-like talon hands. Lips twisted and stained with blood. Bellerophon was too frightened to move, "Erica?" He gasped. Erica looked ashamed, "Go." She hissed in an ethereal and harsh tone. Timias was too scared, Erica then shouted: "GET AWAY FROM ME!!!!" Her voice was diabolistic, more harsher. Then, she ran. Erica felt hot tears flowing from her eyes. She was so ashamed of herself. She was running so much where she is discovered by Timias but he wasn't alone: He has people with him. There was Geneva, Seimi, Tengil, Kent, Alphege, and Troynt. Later, Erica woke up with a start and saw her friends beside her, "Guys? How did you find me?" She asked. "I did." Timias said. "Why?" Erica inquired. "Because, I don't think you're a freak but I want to know, are you a monster?" Timias asked. Erica looked at him as well as the others. Tina and her sister, Erica worked together in the world of business. It wasn't something that they were used to doing. In wealthy area in the city where their clients pay for her meals by claiming them as business expenses. Somebody who performs illegal things that are not with the law as the world seemed mad with the life of a harlot. Girls like Erica and Tina would rather have an intimate time with a lecherous old man than somebody her own tender age. In this instance she divert her attention from the old to the homeless. To give something for a song means to give it away for a very low price. So these two offer their services for next to nothing. They walk the streets, turning tricks for money in cars, alleys, motels, They have to earn money they need to survive, as well as to likely hand over to their street hustler. While people see them as a bunch of harlots, they never look deep enough to see the real person inside. There are deep problems and sorrow that individuals are dealing with by not knowing the whole story, and cannot see the whole picture. This person’s life is simply unhappiness, and stressful situations, and not much else. Street hustlers, Johns, the way the money controls Erica and Tina, and won’t let them both walk away, and the idea that no one cares, no one loves them, and that they have no reason to leave the rat-race, and therefore continues on with a life they would rather not be living. There is a certain type of payment and they're kind of cheap. Most likely they would chose this cliche location because it’s cheap, out of the way, and any nosy neighbors will be too entangled in their own unsavory acts to point fingers. This place is so seedy and repugnant that any self-respecting person would steer clear, which is convenient for the more unsavory characters of the night. The place is so unholy that anyone who practices the religion would wish to cross themselves against the evil within the building. The sign is used to ward off impurity or in response to extreme blasphemy, which is appropriate, since this place is full of both. The place is old and broken down, perfect for women of promiscuous nature. It's like a naturally-occurring, heat-resistant material that is harmful for girls like these when they deal with the life of prostitution. While the woman is described as a chaste maiden initially, her innocence comes into question later, as it becomes clear that payment for her services is a position at the lawyer’s firm. The fact that the girl is wearing hers before such a vile act as fortification paints her as innocent, but this isn’t really the case. Erica and Tina were living in difficult lives: Families under financial stress because of a father’s addiction, and new clothes were made by mothers. Their fathers had a gambling addiction, they once believe that a person addicted to gambling doesn’t need a family or friends, they just need to move around and keep getting their fix. Drunks are only happy and comfortable when they have their fix of alcohol! Their father is trying to leave and find a better life, but cannot bring himself to do it. He just hang around, as if jailed in the city. She remembered her mother telling her: "Don’t follow his example, just don't honey. To not to do what he did, and get stuck in the house of sin and misery. He was sucked into the evil, and it destroyed him." One day, Louis discovers the girls wanted to leave Mambo Cinco so to prevent that he charges at Erica and murders her in front of Monica! While killing Erica, he became overjoyed seeing her blood all over as the others scream in fright. And she laid there, dying. Taking upon her vengeance, Erica kills him in the same way that he killed her. After her vengeance upon Louis, he realizes that what he did was wrong. He tells her how sorry he is for what he had done. He understands that what he did was cruel because even though he was enjoying his life, she was in an abyss of nothingness. After coming back to life, Erica is enjoying taking her revenge against him. He feels guilty that he made her suffer through hell on earth.

However, it's too late as she, Rita, and Sandra butcher him! Later, Madame Quincy and the five girls escape the asylum but they got the other girls out and blew them the brothel as Madame Quincy took the five girls with her to see a friend of hers. "....And that's how I became that creeper that Timias saw." She said. However, her new friends got close to her and help her out. While she recovered from her emotional state, Erica was driving in a car as she saw a stand with bananas. So she decided to get some. She knew that the farmers that have worked the whole night stacking bananas look forward to the morning. Erica works all night, and as such she’s eager to leave. She knew the person at the stand is a farmhand, though, so if she leaves before the boss lets her, she won’t get paid. The work all night is tiring and she’s trying to drink until the pain over, but she wonders what is the worse the pain. Though dawn signals the end of the night shift, the dock workers must wait for the tallyman to count of the number of bananas they have loaded onto the banana boat to be paid for their work. Banana workers were paid by volume, not by the hour — and how bananas come in pretty huge bunches. Here she is just looking at the nice ripe bananas after working for about 8 hours but some boxes shipped from the tropics sometimes inadvertently also ship tarantulas! Erica has fought all her life. There’s a great debate over whether mental illnesses come about by nature or nurture – that is, people are something born with that happens to everyone because of external forces. Her issues as nurture in genesis, as she starts out as a somebody who encountered some difficult times of what sounds like abandonment. Her resilience was low, and her inability to cope. Forces were at play that were dragging and rather than accept it and go along, she’d rather be pitched overboard and swim back home. This reflects a period of change in life that she wasn’t prepared for. Without reason to live, she’s stuck again at wondering what the point is. The masculinity part refers to her wish to be stronger, so she could get away from her problems. At this point, without a purpose in her life, she loses hope and aimlessly drifts and collides around in her mind. Finally she starts to give up on life and sinks into his emotions and fears! All of her fears are becoming reality, and she loses her last shred of hope. She feels dead. She wants help, but can’t find anything. She uses the image of being out in the middle of the ocean not being able to see land in any given direction. Erica hanging onto broken memories of her past, but it’s nothing more than hope. The ones she wanted to keep had already disappeared. This is common in depression, where the memories she want sink away, but the bad ones she’d prefer not to have are foremost in her mind. Sometimes holding onto the junk is better than having nothing to hold onto. Erica is really trying to find a reason to live. She has to keep her head above the waves to trying to survive something like a crisis or panic attack. She’s able to breathe, but all the effort it takes makes her breathe frantically, like one would do when overcome with anxiety. Over time it built up, and she screams, letting everything get to her. She feels numb and doesn’t feel like trying to do anything to keep on swimming. Erica is trying to find any last hope of proving to himself there is still reason for her to live. She doesn’t have anybody to assist herself in reverting her mental state. She wants to know if there is any possible way for herself to stop her from ending her own life. She thought of her sister which she had helped. When she came across her mind it brought back happy memories. In which made Erica relax, as she floats into sleep. All she wants to get away from everything, but isn’t sure how. Through her given efforts, sometimes it feels like she’s sinking lower and lower into misery. Here she’s most likely comparing the misery of her anxious mind to a storm overseas. Since there are no mountains or terrain to block wind, storms in the middle of the ocean are much more dangerous than ones on land. She wakes up to a much brighter day and thinks about what happened. She was attempting jump off the bow of a ship just to prove that she was brave enough to do it. She wants to insinuate that she did it on her own. While walking back, Connie saw Erica there. His eyes are watching Erica as she was there as he begins imagining that she is standing alone as she wore a revealing outfit as she starts to unzip her clothes, revealing bare skin underneath and a cloud of blood flows out from beneath the cloth. In reality, Erica was exhausted but she almost fell over and got place to her place where her friends. Meanwhile; A drop of blood slow falls from the air above Connie's bed. More and more begin to fall, covering his face and pillow as he stares up at the ceiling. There was a carpet of blood and the naked Erica is covered only by a few strategically-placed blood drops that are slowly falling away as she is reaching her hand over at him. Connie wakes up and he sighed but he heard water in the bathroom and went to see who's in there. Inside the bathroom, Connie witnesses Erica reclining in a large bathtub. She says: "I've been waiting for you." Erica leans her head back as she could feel the blood in her and lets out a climax spasm. He woke up with a start as he thought about how he loves the way Erica laughs. He wants to put her on a pedestal and take away any sadness she might have endured. He has a photograph of hers and he always looks at that that photograph in hard times which provides him solace and soothes his heart. He asks the girl if she does feel his presence in her life. They’ve both fought against the world with each other, the pain has taught them valuable lessons. With no one left to fight, they have to find their own answers. Again, it's all in Connie's head! He stumbled away as he trip and fell. He cursed at himself until a shadow fell upon him. Connie turned around, to his surprise it was none other than Erica! "Hey kid, you OK?" Erica asked, standing over him. Connie flushed, "I have a name you know." He said. "It's Connie." Erica raised an eyebrow, "Connie?" She asked. Connie nods, "Yeah--Well, my real name is Curtis but everyone calls me 'Connie'." He said. Erica grinned, "Cute. Hey, you want to come home with me?" She asked. Connie was shocked, "What?" He gasped. "I mean, you look like you need something to eat and sleep." remarked Erica. Connie managed to compose himself, "Oh--Uh, yeah sure...." He stammered. He couldn't believe he was going to be with a hot young lady, and she looked pretty. No, she looked beautiful but boy was she an elusive babe. She had to be hiding something. The two of them bonded over dinner and Erica gave him a room so that's what happened. That night, Connie couldn't sleep so he crept downstairs for a glass of water but instead, Connie found Erica asleep, he saw how lovely she looked in soft and sexy: silky, pretty lacy cups with removable padding for a little lift. However he noticed something of a scar on Erica's chest, there seemed to be a penetrating trauma of a wound that pierces the skin and enters the flesh above her bosom and into her chest. Connie looked at it, "Where the hell did that come from?" He thought. He reached out to touch it but was seized the wrist, Erica's flashed open to glare at him. Connie gasped, Erica said a few words to him: "Don't even think about it." She grinned, "You li'l pervert." She said. "No--It's not what you think." Connie started to say but Erica gave him a warning, "If you try to grab my boobs again, you are dead as a doornail." She said and she fell asleep. Connie was speechless, he didn't know what to do and went back to bed. He dreamt that he saw Erica looked normal but then, she seemed to look different and more monstrous. As Connie watched, Erica's wound on her chest, where she was stabbed, became all veiny and bloodies while Erica pounced at him. Connie woke up with a gasp, he was covered in sweat. He couldn't get that image of Erica's wound out of his head.

Earlier before; Connie got hurt and he thought he was going to die. Connie could've sworn he was dreaming, he thought he would bleed to death until he woke up in a daze to see a dark haired girl dragging him. "Who are you?" He asked. The girl turned to him and said, "Just....Here to help...." Then, she reached over and picked him up. Connie couldn't help noticing how pretty she was. Her hair was black and long, her eyes were vivid blue and her skin so pale. "Who are you?" inquired Connie. The pretty girl glanced at him, "Klervia." She said. Then, Connie had a dream: He dreamt that he saw a girl half naked and wearing light purple underwear with lilac flowers printed on them and her hands on her head as her hair was piled on top. She turned her head sideways as she whispered, "Tell me I'm pretty." He woke up from the dream, blushing like crazy. Then, he was summoned into the study and waited for Klervia to come. While reading, he heard the door opened and looked up from the book he was reading. "My dear boy...Connie, was it?" A deep seductive voice left goosebumps down his arm. Connie turned his head to the door, lifting his eyes from the book in his lap. He always tried to look calm, but it was far from what he felt inside. The cozy fire next to him burned with the same passion he saw in the girl's eyes. She was deliciously beautiful. An angel in disguise. Her deep black hair whipped up at the one end and his cat-like eyes searched his for something he hadn't felt in a long time. "Yes..." He said in a voice was soft. The strange girl smirked gently and let go of the doorknob. She stepped inside and closed the door. Her black attire blended well with the mahogany wood of the study and Connie felt blush creep onto his cheeks. He walked towards her, holding his gaze like a snake would it's prey. Looking away; Connie tensed up and mentally thought of all the weapons he had hidden in the room. Then, Klervia walked around him. Suddenly her hands were on his shoulders. Connie jumped slightly. "Be still, my Connie...You are so very tense." She began to massage his shoulders, "Here, let me help...It is after all my duty to protect the boy I've been assigned to..." Suddenly her mouth was right next to his ear, and her voice was so full of unbridled passion that he found it hard to sit still, "In any way he desires..." Klervia is very secretive and cold one minute, then the next she is sneaky and flirtatious towards Connie, who is confused by her intentions and annoyed at her. Not knowing what she really is! One day, it all changed when Connie had enough of this stupid girl's tricks! It ends here. "I want you to leave. NOW." He demanded. Klervia picked up her towel and glared at him evily. Connie picked up her things laying on the floor and threw it at her with disgust. "Did you really think I was going to let a girl get to me?" He scoffed and folded his arms, "You don't know me very well then, do you?" Klervia was upset and answered in a nasty tone, "I knew you weren't a ray of sunshine, but damn... You really are a complete, heartless ingrante..." She opened the door and Connie waited for her to leave. He gave her one last glare. "You don't fool me Klervia. And you better keep your distance or I'll shorten you by a head." He warned. Klervia turned her eyes away and slammed the door as she left. He didn't play games, and no girl like her was going to get the better of him. Then, he could feel his childhood fears suppressed and they were coming back to haunt him until a ghoul came in and was stronger than Connie. Before he almost died, he was suddenly saved when the ghoul was taken down--It was none other than Klervia! She came back! "Sorry, I couldn't stay away for good." She replied, she made her away towards him and was close to him. Shocked; Connie felt the heat travel to all the parts in his body as she got closer and closer. He haven't been like this with anyone for along time.After a few minutes of an embrace and an apology, Klervia pulls away. Connie felt uneasy again. "Klervia, I want you to know..." She lifted her head to gaze into his eyes, "I don't want any complications between us..." He said. Klervia lifted her eyebrow and he could see the confusion on her face. "What do you mean, Connie?" Klervia's frown deepened. "Well wasn't that what you had in mind as well?" Connie asked, confused by her reaction. "Not at all." Klervia said squeezing his hand tightly, "I wanted you. I always wanted to protected you. I heard about the famous boy and I wanted to meet him. So badly, and when I did, I think I might have lost my sanity to lose him..." Connie stared at her, shocked at her confession. "I want you to be something special, but nothing like me." said Klervia. Connie smiled softly and touched her cheek gently, "I'm not sure I can give you that..." He said. Klervia smiled with determination, "Well, then I'll just have to show you how amazing your life would be with me by your side...." She said. He knew the attraction was there and he knew he wanted it, wanted her. Then, things went black as he woke up and heard voices. That's when someone came into the room, Connie felt a gasp escape his lips. Klervia was gorgeous, but looked lethal and serious as she held a gun at him reluctantly. "Are you going to try and kill me?" He asked, his voice like a melody. Klervia shook her head, so Connie relaxed, but not completely. "What are you doing here?" Klervia asked fiercely. "Um...Well, I...." Connie stuttered. Klervia was annoyed and snapped at him, "Ugh, Nevermind..." Connie felt insulted, "Excuse me?" He spoke, he sounds snippy. His smile turned to a frown and he stepped right into your face. "Who the hell do you think you are? I deserve some respect." Klervia glared at him in front of you and pushed him aside. "Show me some respect before I cut your tongue out!" She remarked. Connie only stared and frowned. She thought of just leaving him here and pretend like you never found him. But that meant he might die and she don't know why that frightened her so Connie smiled then, cockily. "Oh, I see...These tricks. Your here to make my surrender easier, am I right?" He said winking. Klervia scoffed at his ridiculousness attempt at swooning. Although she couldn't help but notice how skinny and fragile he was under that crisp white shirt. "I am no such thing...Frankly, I'm here to kill you..." She said. Connie smiled again, this time intrigued. "What on earth is such a beautiful woman such as yourself doing on a mangy building? I could help you know?" He said. Klervia scoffed again. "No really..." He said. Connie dropped the act. His face clear of any lies, he was genuinely concerned and interested. Isis's heart swell from joy. "I don't think you can..." She slowly swept her legs and it was passed right through. Connie's eyes grew wider by the second. His mouth agape and his expression horrified. It took him some time to come to his senses. She knew it wouldn't last. She felt tears in her eyes and looked away, she couldn't do it! He then comforted her and says he doesn't care what she is and claims that she is his friend. "I won't let that happen. I promise. " Connie said, his voice full of reassurance. Klervia embraced him and couldn't stop saying, "Sorry!" over and over. Suddenly, the dark room was surrounded in a bright light and as Connie opened his eyes once again, he came face to face with a breath-takingly beautiful and completely naked young woman...Well, she was wrapped in a towel but still. "Hello Connie, are you feeling any better?" asked Klervia. "Um, yeah." replied Connie, blushing. He begin to sniff the air, "What's that aroma?" He asked. "Do you like it? It's tea tree oil. Nice smell isn't it?" Klervia said with a smile. "Yeah, it smells good." Connie said, trying not to let her see him blush but it was dark except for that light tinted in the background. Klervia went to get dress in her own room and came back to tell him of a mission. They both were hunting ghouls until Klervia grabbed Connie, he leaned over and whispered in his ear: "Can you do me a favor?" Connie nodded, "Yeah, what is it?" He replied. "Put your arms around me and hold on." Klervia commanded softly. Hearing this, He wrapped his arms around her waist, then whispered to Connie as she embraced him tightly while resting her chin on his neck: "Whatever happens, don't open your eyes." Pulling out a gun, she said: "On three....One.........Two.....Two in a half.....Two and three quarters...." It was an eerie silence until she screamed, "THREE!!!!!" BOOM! They were thrown forwards while they crash safely to the ground. Once he opened his eyes; Connie was horrified to see what was there. There was fire combustion and smoke everywhere! "Damn, you're good." Connie whispered. Klervia smile, "Thank you." She replied. Connie managed to return to Victor and Gwen but doesn't know about the girl he has a crush on as he fanatize about her: Connie is a young teen boy is inexperienced and naive. Klervia doesn’t want to know his age because if he is under 18 then she could get in trouble for loving him. Connie interested in Klervia and wants to get closer to her. He wants to know if she’s back from work, because her mom is the only reason he wants to go round. He wants to know if Klervia is trying to push him away. He is so in love with her he thinks everything she does and says is towards him or trying to seduce him. Klervia is the only thing he’s interested in. Because a relationship between them is probably unlikely to develop, that would be why he’s waited for so long. Connie understates his love for Klervia, he doesn’t reveal his true love for her, which is shown by his desire to get her into bed. Klervia is so infatuated so all she wants is just to finally have a romantic night with Connie— she doesn’t care if people judge them because she wants to do it her way. She loves him and offers to take him to figurative heaven in a hotel room forty stories high. Klervia sees herself as being normal, yet she cannot believe that she managed to get such an amazing person to be with her. Connie’s persona wants to carry on having relations with his new special someone yet doing the two together are impossible. He wants to have the fun of playing around and he wants to be in an exclusive relationship. He knows that having the two is impossible so he must choose what he really wants. His persona knows that he perhaps that he does not look the best at times. This life has led to her looks being drained prematurely due to its stresses. He doesn’t care about all the abuse he gets for the things he does. He is a young teen having an affair with Klervia— which is probably grounds for some people to judge him. Yet since he’s coming up against such a problem, he can’t show any weakness otherwise people will take advantage of him. People are skeptical of Connie’s love because he is so young they think that surely he cannot experience love. He is convinced with his feelings. Despite the fact that their ages are so different. In life, he seeks only happiness, and he does not see the problem of his being happy — even if it is with a pretty young lady. For Klervia, she gets what men want in their women, and she’s going to take advantage of this. Klervia has grown out of playing and doing things such as playing jump rope. Klervia flaunts her beauty. She makes all men lust after her wherever she goes. Klervia has finally found that special someone who fulfils her and who has made her stop roaming the streets for work. She came across Connie as she smiled while whispering in his ear, "Hey there, handsome. How soon are you gonna grow up, so I can ravage you?" Connie woke up, sweating as he managed to calm his nerves as well as raging hormones. But he didn't see Klervia again as she seemed to disappear! Now he meets this beauty as his mind was racing. "Dammit..." He thought, "Why do I always have a crush on the dark and mysterious girls?" Some things could not be answered, best left unsaid about the truth.

Meanwhile; the curse Carmen placed among the places, her children caused terror and did a lot of crazy stuff: A boy found a big toe in the ground and brought it home. "Look Mama, I found a toe!" He said to his mother, showing it to her. "Why, it looks nice and plump. I'll put it in the soup and we'll have it for dinner." said his mother. The father sliced the toe into pieces and the family each had a piece. Then, they did the dishes and went to bed. As the boy was asleep; he woke up to hear someone or something of a voice calling out to him: "Where is my toe?" It said in a groaning voice. The boy got scared but try to assure himself, "It doesn't know where I am, it will never find me." Then, he heard the backdoor opened and that groaning voice called out: "Where is my toe?" The boy went under the covers, "I'll go to sleep, when I woke up--It'll be gone!" He thought. Then, he heard the monster's footsteps going into the kitchen, up the stairs, in the hallway, and outside his door. "WHERE IS MY TOE?!" It said in a groaning way. The door opened, it made its way through the dark towards his bed and stopped as the boy was shaking with fear. The footsteps then stopped and then, "WHERE IS MY TOE?!" It groaned. The bed covers came off and a terrified face looked at him: "YOUUUUUU GOT IT!!!!!!" A loud scream filled the house! Later; A man and woman are in love, and after their date of dinner and a movie, they decide to go to a secluded spot and have some special quiet time alone with each other. They drive to a spot near the woods at a lookout point, which overlooks the city below. They turn on the radio to some soft listening music and begin to kiss, hug, and talk of their future together. As time goes by, an announcement comes on the radio telling of an escaped murderer that has a hook for a hand. "Let's roll up the windows and lock the doors." suggested the girl. "Good idea." said her lover, doing that now. "That place is close by, it's not so far, maybe we should go home." said the girl. "But it's only ten o'clock!" complained her lover. "I don't care what time it is, I want to go home." said the girl. "Look, he's not gonna climb up here. Why would he did? If he did, the doors are locked, how could he get in?" assured his lover. She convinces her lover that they should leave, as the murderer could break the window opened it with his hook, and the man, frustrated, speeds off in a frantic manner. They arrive at the woman's home, and he gets out, opens her door to walk her to her front door. That is when he notices a bloody hook attached to the passenger side of the door. Two weeks later; this girl went out on a Saturday night a few weeks ago to a party. She was having a good time and had a couple of beers and some guy seemed to like her and invited her to go to another party. She quickly agreed and decided to go along with him. He took her to a party in some apartment and they continued to drink, and even got involved with some drugs. The next thing she knew, she woke up completely naked in a bathtub filled with ice. She was still feeling the effects of the drugs, but looked around to see she was alone. She looked down at her chest, which had CALL 911 or YOU'LL DIE" written on it with lipstick. She saw a phone on a stand next to the tub so she picked it up and dialed. She explained to the operator what the situation was and that she didn't know where she was, what she took, or why she was really calling. The 911 operator advised her to get out of the tub. She did, and she appeared normal, so she was told to check her back. She did, and found two 9 inch slits on her lower back. The operator told her to get back into the tub immediately, and they sent a rescue team over. Apparently, after being examined, she found out more of what had happened. Her kidneys were stolen. A week after; a young man moved in with his brother. He fell asleep after he moved in. One night, he woke up as he heard rustling noises coming from outside at about one in the morning. The next night, he heard the window opening and a loud thump, as if something entered the room. The man looked up and saw nothing. The next morning, The brother dropped his coffee cup when he saw and held up a nearby mirror and the man saw himself. There was a large gash in his left cheek. At the hospital, the doctor told him somehow he lost his left kidney last night. The third night; the young man woke up to see a truly horrifying sight. A staring face to face with a creature with a black hoodie and dark blue mask with no nose or mouth staring down at him. The thing that scared me the most was that it had no eyes. Just empty, black sockets. The creature also had some black substance dripping from it’s sockets. The creature went away but he dropped something that he didn't noticed. Turning on the light, he picked it up and closed the window. He looked at the thing he had picked up and nearly vomited. In his hand was his stolen half-eaten kidney, with some black substance on it. On the news talks about sewer alligators: It was once a fad to bring back baby alligators for their children to raise as pets. These infant gators eventually grew up and outlived their cuteness, sad to say, at which point their desperate owners flushed them down the toilet to get rid of them. Some of these hastily disposed-of critters managed to survive and breed in the dank sewer system, so the story goes, producing colonies of giant, albino alligators beneath the streets of the city. Their descendants thrive down there to this day, completely hidden from human eyes. A young woman in town married a man from another part of the country. He was a nice fellow, and they got along pretty well together. There was only one problem; every night he’d go swimming in the river. Sometimes, he’d be gone all night long, and she would complain of her loneliness. The couple had two young sons. As soon as the boys could walk, their father began to teach them how to swim, and when they got older, he would take them swimming in the river at night. They would often stay there all night long, and the woman would stay home, alone. After a while, she began to act strangely; She told them that her husband was turning into an alligator and he was trying to turn the boys into alligators, too. Everyone told her there was nothing wrong with a man taking his sons swimming. That was just a natural thing to do. There just weren’t any alligators in the area, and everybody knew that. Early one morning, the woman came running into town from the direction of the river. She was soaking wet, her clothing dripping water. She said a big alligator and two little alligators had pulled her into the river and tried to get her to eat a raw fish. She claimed that they were her husband and her sons, and they apparently wanted her to live with them, but she managed to escape. Her doctor decided she had lost her mind, and he had her put in the mental institution for a while. After that, nobody saw her husband or children again. They just vanished. But every now and then, a fisherman would talk about seeing alligators in the river at night. Usually, it was one large alligator accompanied by two small ones. A woman was chained at the wrists and ankles, shackled to a metal bar that was secured to a concrete wall. Locked in a small, soundproof room, hidden behind her ex-husband's laundry cupboard. He set up a small television in there, running a news channel 24/7, so she could see all of the reports about her missing self. The woman was growing weaker every day without water or food, but he would be back soon to beat her, and that's when she would make a break for it. The woman had a plan to get out, it wasn't foolproof but she had to try. She still had hope, that's all that mattered in those moments. That was, until the woman saw the reports that her ex-husband and the prime suspect in her disappearance, had been found dead in his home. They had already come to inspect the scene and take away his body, packed up and left. The woman was all alone now, with no chance of escape. She had no hope left. A little boy woke up in the middle of the night after he had a bad dream, he look and saw that the window was opened. The boy went to the window and shut it before going back to sleep but felt something strange was happening. He looked up to see a ray of light that irradiating. The boy nearly jumped when he saw eyes looking back at her, they weren't regular eyes. They were black and creepy as they bore into his horrified face. The person with those eyes stepped out and revealed to have a long, horrendous smiled across his face, The figure of a little girl stood watching him and said something of a way a maniac would say: "Come, my pretty, sleep." Then, the girl pulled out a knife and aimed at the agent's heart. He jumped on top of the bed but the boy fought back as they begin rolling around with the boy kicking and punching. The girl threw the knife, trying to aim it at her heart but instead, the sharp blade went into her shoulder. The killer turned and ran down the hallway, she went to the back door and broke it opened. The boy watched her go as he would never forget those eyes looking at him, nor that grin on her face. Carmen accepts that what she did is wrong and cannot be undone – which makes her need of redemption from the sins she committed against a man who truly loved her, so she can be free of the burdens of her wrong-doings. But Monica was going to stop her and the curse but she had to find the one who escaped her wrath and terror--Her name was Johanna Charlene Faramond, she used to be a bully but she stop as she felt bad for poor Carmen and decided to be friends with her however she also witnessed the terror of Carmen's wrath and escaped! After Monica meets her, she learns that Johanna Faramond suffered nightmares since where she never forgot the name of Carmen! Monica traveled to where Johanna who worked as a therapist. Monica found a way to talk to Johanna about Carmen, so Johanna explained the terror that she saw however Carmen and her daughters heard her as they prepared to attak her. But thankfully, Monica stops them with help from Malcom, who bright Victor and a familiar figure by the name of Vaughan Rother! Rosemary seeks off towards them, leading to a chase. Watching them go, Johanna clutched her stomach as her large stomach wasn't that large but it was something. Malcom found a loudspeaker that played music that Rosemary recognized as she let out a scream, he knew what to do. Screaming at the top of her lungs in horror of the music and trying to cover her ears as well as shut her eyes; Rosemary cries out, "Stop it, stop it! Please! I beg you! It's a sin! It's a sin! It's a sin! It's a sin!" Monica, Victor, Vaughan and Monica hear her scream as they are awkward of it because they don't know what she is talking about. "Sin? What's all this about sin?" asked Victor out loud. Gasping for air; Rosemary replied while panting out: "Using music like that! They're not evil, they just simply wrote music!" Monica calls out "Are you referring to the background music?" Rosemary replies back, "YES!" She sounds like she's losing her mind. Vaughan bellows again, "You've heard this music before?" Rosemary confirms this louldly, "YES!" "So you adore it?" Vaughan asked. Now she was screeching like a banshee being tortured with a cattle prod: "YES, I HAVE!!!"  She then begins to speak out, "What we've done to put ourselves in this situation is giving us a reason to accept whatever happens to follow like so! What Mother told us to do was to do whatever we thought would get us to our goal the quickest! The cost of us having us is to take the lives away! What is in a sense scared of is finally taking over control of what he does! For us to confront the pain to mother is the citizens' nightmare!" Then her eyes glowed as she cried out: "Sisters! Come! Mama!" Just then, Carmen and Rosemary's other sisters appeared. Monica gasped but she stood her ground. Carmen smiled darkly, she stepped towards Monica and her allies as she said: "I'm proud of my girls, they never forget their mommy. It's important that you listen. I understand rage, but rage can get you killed. It can throw you off your focus, and you need to focus, Because if my little girl dies, then you die. All of you!" Carmen shouted. Monica stared down at Carmen as she exclaimed, "I am not afraid of you!" But she could feel something lift her up in the air and saw one of the daughters were doing it, "I can fix that! Care for a little flight?" Fenella said, letting her fly as she did the same thing to Victor, Malcom, and Vaughan. Carmen, Rosemary, Pansy, Fenella, and Columba laughed as Monica and the boys struggle, "Say your prayers, Monica! No one can save you or your meddling friends!" said Carmen. "Wanna bet?" A voice said, a gunshot lets out. Monica and the others were dropped to the ground but they gasped at the sight of Nana. "Hello Carmen..." Nana said. Carmen could not believe what she could see, "Nana..." She gasped. Nana pointed the gun at her mother, "I'm ending this curse once and for all. I understand you were hurt Carmen, but you're not going to hurt anymore innocent people!!!!" She exclaimed. Carmen looked at her, wondering how her own daughter found her but saw who was behind her. She glared at the woman, it was Johanna! "YOU?! AGAIN?!" She bellowed, "HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO KILL ALL OF YOU BASTARDS!?" She was in a fetal position and crying but Johanna moved out of a dark as a look of kindness appeared on her face. "Let me help you Carmen." Johanna said, offering her hand. Carmen shook her head, she was crying, she looks down and back to Johanna with a furious glance on her face, "Why couldn't you leave me alone Foramond?" She said between sobs. But Johanna was sincerely upset, "I'm sorry." She managed to choke out. Carmen looks back at Johanna, she flexes as she was upset and gentle, "Look what you turned me into." She hissed.  Johanna's throat is tight, she's gasping to make words, "Don't hurt me Carmen." Carmen has a sadistic smile on her face, she says, gently and in one breath: "Why not?" But the smile slowly fades as she says, "I've been hurt my whole life." She finally releases her grip on Johanna's throat. She lifts herself up and starts to make her way towards Johanna. There is rumbling sounds through the building. "I--Why? Why have you tormented me? You knew!!!" Carmen exclaimed. "I didn't--I was trying to help you, I swear." Johanna insisted.  "I don't---I don't believe you!" Carmen cried out, she flexed her fingers as Johanna clutched her head. Monica, Malcom, Vaughan, and Victor watched in horror. That's when Carmen's angry face softened where she then dropped Johanna to the ground safely as she panted and panted as Carmen was shocked, "Oh....I.....I thought you...What have I done?" She gasped. And she flee! Her daughters followed behind. Monica helped her up to her feet, then Johanna felt something lumped into her stomach and Monica place a hand there but she saw something flash in her mind, then she smiled. "Oh my...It's...It's a girl...." She whispered. Johanna looked at her stomach and then she realized what had happened. "My baby is a girl...Oh..." She breathed. Then, she begins to cry.

Simultaneously, Madame Evelyn becomes stressed and paranoid about how she would get caught as she was doing so swell in collecting money and doing away to the experiments to innocent children and scamming the parents. She learns that her former prodigy name Annora who has become successful where she gets angry as she said, "Annora Peters is a selfish bitch who is going to get what she deserves, she is a pathetic little good girl who should die friendless and alone! The same goes for the West!" Madame Evelyn growled so she sent out Mrs. Von Berg and Grania out to try and kill Monica & the others while she tries to ruin the life of Little Miss Peters and her so-called perfect life! Annora Peters was born a successful young woman. By age six she began trying her hand at her fame. Thereafter, she was taught by famous trainer and boyfriend name Sergei. That night she was experiencing a lot of anxiety in anticipation. She is growing up. She depicts the thinking of a girl. Because a young girl doesn’t see life the way it actually is, she sees just the good parts of it. Annora confesses that she used to see life the same way, but now she doesn’t. She is not a woman yet, but she’s also not a girl any more. She past over the phase when she was said what to do. Now she thinks for herself. She sees the world with her own eyes and she has her own vision. Even though she embraces a more image she’s still the same Annora. Now she’s just looking for who she wants to be. And she assures us that she will find her way. Since Annora is in fact a primadonna girl, she wants everything. Annora really can’t do anything about her egotism; it’s not a flaw, it’s her personality, and the world just has to deal with it! In her eyes, she does no wrong. It’s simply everyone else who is wrong! Even through all the stuff she puts you through, you still keep coming back. She’s asserting her dominance, Annora doesn’t care about any consequences, because to the primadonna girl, there are no consequences. She’s aware that she’s a diva, but in her eyes, she sees no wrong in that. Even though she lives such a pompous lifestyle, underneath the big ego is a girl who is genuinely struggling with herself. Life isn’t necessarily a breeze when you’re a primadonna girl; Annora could be saying that either life is so repetitively hedonistic that it’s not much fun anymore, or that it’s incredibly difficult and strenuous, what with everything she does to keep being a successful star. She doesn’t just want your attention span used up on her, she wants the attention you have. She doesn’t just want her boyfriend to love her, she wants him to adore her and spend all his time with her. Because she’s a primadonna girl, she wants everything that people are capable of giving, and often, still more than that. Annora Peters has decided to be someone who all the boys love and adore, even if it’s not the real her. As a primadonna, Annora commands all of the boys' attentions, as well as all their cameras' memory spaces. And she adores the feeling of being desirable. She’s a primadonna girl, she can’t help but want things! And she’s successful at getting what she wants. All she has to do is butter up the person she’s going to ask, and then pop the pretty question. That’s how, even though she doesn’t deserve her privileges, she has them. Her life is dreamy and glamorous, as if she were the star of her own show, or the main character on the stage. And she absolutely loves it. The primadonna girl has her successes and failures, even though she craves only successes. As long as Annora gets all the power and all the material possessions in the end, she’s willing to do anything. Society really doesn’t want to spend its time appeasing the unappeasable primadonna girl, but Annora can’t stand for that. Even when the lights dim and the curtains close, she’ll be hopelessly spinning around and trying to catch attention. It wasn't until she found comments about her that read: "Annora Peters is a selfish bitch who is going to get what she deserves, she is a pathetic little good girl who should die friendless and alone!" Annora is shocked as she doesn't know what is going on. She learns that she is competiting with a new girl who is much more prettier. In walked in Kayla, mysterious and gorgeous while also nice. Too nice. She has large breasts and an hourglass figure. Annora doesn’t completely fit this mould she doesn’t feel valued in society. She resembled a thin model with no extra weight, Annora realizes she will never quite live up to the unrealistic image of Kayla. Annora is jealous of Kayla because she looks beautiful and is attracting the guy of her dreams, Sergei, and she’s ashamed of admitting her enviousness. Annora cannot help but have a desire as she wants everything that Kayla has so that Kayla will come to her. She wants to figure out why Sergei seduce othe women and not her. She wants to drown herself in the women’s perfume because she believes that Sergei is attracted to her for the way she smells and is causing her pain. "I wish I was her. Why do you love her and not me?" She thought while watching Kayla with Sergei. She feels the same emotions of restlessness that is usually linked with having a crush on someone. In this case, she can’t sleep or get peace for a different reason: Sergei is rebuffing her feelings by being with Kayla. Annora doesn’t need Sergei's company to enjoy herself tonight, and she’s also convincing him and herself that she will not need him in her life again. Tonight, her goal is to erase her troubles and enjoy herself with Kayla. On her night out she’s gonna come across a brand new guy that will make her completely forget about her troubles with her current lover. Everyone’s gonna be talking about this night and how she’s completely obliterating the memory of the guy that’s messed with her by having a fun night with her girls, and hooking up with new guys. He had it coming, though, he knew that the day would come where she would get up, leave, and do it on her own. She pushes the buttons even more to express that she’s had enough, and that she’s doing perfectly fine without him in her life. She’ll be fine without the guy trying to bother her and ruin her evening, she’s got her girls and that’s what matters. However; something changes as she didn’t expect it to happen and it wasn’t her idea but because she was so drunk, it gave her the confidence to kiss a girl and not feel awkward about it. Basically, Annora was probably drunk, and is therefore confused with what she should do. It is hard for her to just kiss boys. It seems the traditional view of orientation being a fixed trait was mostly determined through research conducted on men. Girls, on the other hand, seem to have a fluid orientation, falling in and out of love with both genders over a lifetime — thus being magical while her kissing a girl and liking it is actually quite the norm, and really is no big deal. She just wanted to try to get a taste of how it feels like to kiss a girl. Annora also worries that her boyfriend won’t take this issue up quite seriously allegedly labelling her. However, it was a dream and Kayla was amused to hear it. But she is going to pursue her desires over what logic and reason are advising her to do. The feeling of commitment that the person in this song is experiencing when faced with this sudden decision as good emotions that also come along with the constricting ones – perhaps going along with the love she feels for Sergei. Annora has come to terms that Sergei doesn’t love her and never will. She questions why she continues to fool herself into thinking this person will love her and to thinking that this relationship would work out in her favor. Annora doesn’t want to hear the excuses Sergei has however she isn’t ignorant to her lover’s lies and doesn’t see the point of what he’s saying. She’s generally hurt by the things he has said to her. This is more of she fell in love with Sergei and he’s saying that they’ll always still be friends. She criticizes her significant other’s pride and cowardice, which prevents him from ending the relationship. Annora is in denial and doesn’t want to put the relationship to an end. She knows that both her and Sergei won’t end it, so suggest that they pretend everything is going well. It’s just that Sergei cannot commit to her and only ever wants her when he is drunk or when they have contact. She doesn’t feel as if she completes him. She doesn’t want to know the truth because she’s tried for this relationship and can’t let go of what they may have once had. She strives for perfection and will not accept anything less. She is very bitter and feels she can’t let go of the relationship and her need for perfection as she realized this was a bad decision. She regrets breaking up and misses being part of the relationship. Annora was upset with her partner, but feels she overreacted by breaking up. She now wants to move on and forget about the breakup, but can’t let go of what has happened. She wants more and more so she doesn’t feel sad. She doesn’t want materialistic goods, she wants something from the heart. She wants love. For a far unexplained reason, Annora has been purged from a relationship that she is emotionaly seized to. However, she’s wasted her time trying to be in a relationship with someone she simply cannot have. She feels stupid for investing so much time in an unrequited love, and now she’s fragile. Fearful of being hurt again. She’s finally starting to give up on her task at hand, she wishes to become unnoticeable. Instead of her having to deal with herself, she’s passing it to her children. She realizes the destruction she has created, and just wants to be far from it. She wants to give affection to the person, but she gives too much. This happens with so many people that other people even say that she’s clingy. Even though she likes the attention, she does not have feelings for him anymore. Sometimes people are scared when they’re alone. She understands that it seems selfish of her to ask for another night with him since she was the one who broke their relationship off. Annora is searching for a reason to keep coming back to this guy. She gives lame excuses that she’s bored with him, but yet she still keeps coming around. As if she’s lying. Annora broke up with him, so she’s not really looking for a man to hold on to, she could’ve had him—but yet she cant stay away. Even though she broke up with her lover, she wants him to hold her through the night and to help her get over him. This results in her doing this several times over a longer period of time, breaking up in the mornings and getting together in the evening, indulging in an evil, never-ending circle. However; Sergei was black-balled because of his association with her and he quit training her! While Annora is with her overprotective mother name Nancy Peters; Nancy doesn’t reassure Annora when she is frightened but instead reinforces her fears and puts some of her own into her in order to make sure she will come running to her when threatened so she can protect her. Her paranoia and overprotectiveness is only damaging Annora’s self esteem and social skills, making her think she needs her approval for everything. Her mother attempts to police her whereabouts on what she says or does as Annora becomes afraid to be vulnerable with other people in part because of her mother putting her fears into her. All the things she was deprived of while being sheltered from the world. Annora didn’t feel like herself trying to maintain her past innocent image and this has robbed her of herself up until this point. She drastically changed her image, and was introducing a new look of herself, who is more mature, almost a woman, but at the same time much more sexier. Being sheltered prevented her from understanding who she was and what she wanted. She prefers to make mistakes and figure things out on her own than to feel restricted by authorities her whole life. Her mother is telling her how she should about what image to present to the public. She doesn’t feel the image she’s presenting is actually what she’s like though and wants to truly be herself now. Annora has decided that now is the time for her to get the things she’s been deprived of while being sheltered. Annora is sick of her overprotective mother, she is sick at how Nancy is suffocating her emotionally and left her out of anger! That's when Annora discovers that Bree is in the hospital for attempting to take her own life a few weeks ago and goes to see her. In these past weeks, Bree has been using it for so long that she has started believing that this mask is the real her. The pain that she feels, as she tries to convince whereas if she tries to touch them, in the sense she tries to meddle with her persona, she feels the bitter pain of it being so badly broken now. Her persona wants to make her believe that what she is going through is fake, and when she has gone through it all she will then understand that it wasn’t real. She’s wondering if people would love her looks or her actual personality. She’s in love with a Sergei but they knew that a relationship between them couldn’t work well, so he had to leave. But, she’s not able to let him go. She’s tormented by thoughts of him every day, and she knows she’s being childish by holding onto his memory this long, but she feels she needs to have him with her until the memories leave by themselves. Her emotional wounds won’t get better, and it hurts so bad emotionally that she thinks she can physically feel it, and that there’s too much time that she’s put into this thing that it’s unable to be erased. She and this guy were very close, and losing him was like losing a part of her. Time can’t erase the wounds of her loss, and she doesn’t know it but she’s opening the wounds by holding on to him. She loved him very much, and cared deeply about him. Then, he left her, and she became nothing. She never realized how much she needed him until the day he left, and she can’t stop wanting him back, her mind is slowly slipping into insanity. His presence, his grace, how he made her feel, made him her whole world. She’s then taken apart after he’s gone, with only shattered memories of the past times they had, to hold on to! Memories of him are slowly driving her insane. Images of him haunt her, and she hears his voice in her mind. She can’t help needing him, but she is desperately trying to hang on to what she has left of her sanity. She knows that their relationship had been a bad idea from the beginning, and she’d had to protect him from his fears, and she never got anything back, but she unwittingly gave all of herself to him. And now that he’s gone, she can’t live knowing that he’s not here. It wasn't until Annora is shocked by more hateful letter as she went to confess to Bree, who was in the hospital, and told her: "I know you hate me, but we were best friends once and I need you to read this. I think I'm in serious trouble and there's nothing you can do, but I need you to read this so you understand. I know we haven't talked in awhile. It's been forever, but what happened to you wasn't my fault. At least it wasn't entirely my fault. I know everyone thinks it was, but I would never do anything to hurt you." Bree looked at her with a glare, "You betray me..." She said. Annora looked down, "I know...I'm so sorry." She admitted. That's when the unexpected happens: She has cut herself, and is bleeding while screaming: "You're perfect! I'm not! You've become obsessed with the spotlight are now simply the puppets of others, the fool everybody laughs at!" Annora is horrified and ran off! She arrives at home and she is paranoid of her stalkers has stopped outside her house. So she’s locking the door and not looking back because she’s scared. She’s getting changed — undressing in the dark and not letting them see her, hiding from them. They’ll never know the way that what they’ve said has freaked her out and made her paranoid. She can’t believe they’d try and get her to do the things they want her to do, which is whatever the stalker’s demands are. They’re haunting her in her dreams and she’s terrified. They’ve all got her. She can’t sleep, because then she’ll experience these nightmares. They think she belongs to them. They’ve got her cornered, so just come out and get it over. She paid the price for choosing a sensational life of phenomenal and vigor. No one wants to be stalked or harassed! The people watching her might want to intrude but can people really see her? She fears anyone calling her at all. Everyone could be watching! Everyone is a suspect! She fears of being watched by authorities. The feeling persists, she has too much time on her hands and she spends it alone. Perhaps it’s a bad dream or she’s tired and is experiencing sleep hallucination. And yet whatever she does can be seen by everyone. And the people she loves are those that she fears and her life no longer belongs to her! Annora wished she was a blonde in her teen years, she thinks that she was robbed of the ideal teenage girl’s dream; popular, surrounded by boys, always going to parties or hanging out with her friends. She wants to go back in time to waste her life as a teenager. She wants to make mistakes, and worry about petty things, and rebel just because she can. She is depressed, she doesn't want to go out or deal with the world. She wants the drama and carnage that come with being a stereotypical teenager, and naturally, she also wants to eat rich, fattening desserts all day. She knows that the happy and carefree teen doesn’t exist, but that’s exactly what she wanted to be. She faked it all throughout her teen years, yet she wishes she hadn’t been so innocent and transparent. Annora wants to be nice and virginal because, to everyone else, that seems more desirable than being an easy harlot with promiscious behavior. She wants back her chastity, and the empowerment it gives because she feels so empty. She wants to get hammered, she wishes she wasn’t so careful and that she did those immature things. She wants passion and violence, but she also enjoys the simple things. Annora feels like she’s destroyed her chance to have her simple moments and she'll hate herself for it. She has that high school loser feeling bad about herself, but also feels like she’s a narcissist! She was incredibly disoriented, having found that being a teen was actually a really confusing ordeal. She was supposed to be testing her limits, she was supposed to be happy, going out there and making a fool of herself while she was still an adolescent. But instead, she stayed sensible and has made a fool of herself in the future. Now, she regrets wasting so many years of her life not doing fun things. Youth, in general is supposed to be a carefree time. Full of friends, happiness. But since Annora never really had any of this, and spent all of her time worrying and hating herself she never experienced much joy in her short adolescence. Annora wishes people looked up to her when she was a teenager. She wished everyone liked her and gave her respect. She wanted to be invited to all the coolest parties. She wishes she was actually interested in trying to be Prom Queen in highschool. When she was 16, Annora didn’t do what anyone else did. She was so outcasted, instead of doing things like running for prom queen, she was out looking for answers to religion, instead of enjoying the life of a teen. She feels like taking her own life. All her youth years was wasted because she didn’t make anything out of it. She wished that she had a teenage lifestyle where she’d be a happy, rebellious teenager. Annora wished she had been in her teen years, which gives her a sense of how it feels to be alive. After Annora had complete adolescence, she realizes that all along instead of wanting change, she wanted death all along. And so after her period of youth, she comes to realize that she is alive. She doesn’t care about her youth anymore, and she’s looking to the future now. And she lost herself inside her mind. She feels like a doll with no mind of their own and a forced smile. She has a hole inside of her, which means something is missing. From the day of her birth, she has had this void. This space of emptiness, that cannot be filled or destroyed. Annora was a caring and happy child as a start, but as she grew older, she became aware of the world’s dangers at an earlier age than most. Everybody is missing a piece of themselves, changed to suit the fakeness of that world. There’s no friendship or happiness, just emptiness and void. She wants to start all over again from the beginning, Annora is used to this sort of thing, having to cling to her drugs or dolls or such to make it through life. This isn’t anything new to her, she goes down into oblivion and is done with everything. There is something missing in her life, she feels the void while hanging with all her fake friends. She’s being friends with identities that she doesn’t relate to at all. Even she puts on a mask that conceals her true self, adding to the sense of mystery. This could be the low point in her life. Her depression, her hopelessness. She takes green tablets for the morning, blue capsules in the afternoon, and yellow gelcaps in the evening. Just to give herself some peace but with all these pills; they cannot make her happy and she gets rid of them. Everything from her is not fine, she hallucinates as she could hear those hurtful words again: "Annora Peters is a selfish bitch who is going to get what she deserves, she is a pathetic little good girl who should die friendless and alone!" She looked around her apartment where she can see there is nothing but saw herself as somebody different, someone more beautiful and perfect but it was nothing like her. More like Kayla, who was laughing and talking with Sergei. Annora shouted: "What the hell are you doing with him?!" But she turned to her and said, "What does it look like you pathetic, good girl? I'm here with your boyfriend. You think anybody's gonna love you, you're disgusting. Nobody wants to be around a selfish, friendless bitch." Sergei and Kayla laughed at her, then Annora could hear more laughter as she couldn't see where it was coming from. "What's going on?" She thought with a panic. The laughter died down where her mother is hugging her as she whispers to her daughter, "I won't let them hurt you sweetheart. You are my good girl. You don't need friends, you don't have to put on an act to please others." Annora tried to pull away however Nancy won't let go and Annora pushed her away as she shouted, "I AM NOT YOUR SWEETHEART!!!!!" Just then, she is arrested and is brought before Bree, who is a judge, as she condemns Annora for selfishness and hurting people who loved her, and then sentences her to be exposed by stripping her clothes off. Annora covered herself but gasped at how her body is branded with words on her skin: "LIAR", "TRAITOR", "THIEF", "SELFLESS BITCH", "PATHETIC", "FRIENDLESS", and "ALONE". People chanting: "ANNORA IS A LIAR!!!! ANNORA IS A TRAITOR!!! ANNORA IS A THIEF!!!! ANNORA IS A SELFLESS BITCH!!!!!" ANNORA IS PATHETIC!!!!! ANNORA IS A FRIENDLESS LONER!!!!"" She saw Kayla, Sergei, Nancy, and Bree also chanting as she covered her ears. And she screamed, "I JUST WANT TO BE FAMOUS, LEAVE ME BE---I DON'T DESERVE THIS!!!" And she runs out screaming. She runs while she tries to escape her personal demons: Being replaced, being dumped, being smothered too much, and being betrayed. Nobody else could see the branded words on her skin. She felt paranoid, delusional and then she was later discovered by authorities where she slept near an alley way as she being guided away. She lied there motionless in that room of the facility. And she died on the inside.

For the time being, Monica was driving on an errand and stopped for a bit to get gas however she nearly lost control of her car. That's when she stopped and saw her tires slashed. So she decided to stay somewhere and found a sign that read "STAY THE NIGHT AT GRANIA'S MANOR". Monica went up to the manor and knocked on the door, "Who's there?" Monica heard a woman call out. "I mean no harm really," Monica answered. "Sorry to be a bother. My name is Monica. Sorry I never mentioned it before. I guess I will take a room for the night, if the offer's still good." She looked a little concern. "Oh, of course it is, dear," said Grania, answering the door and turning the lights on. "Monica. Oh, that's such a pretty name, honey. Well. Let's get you situated. You put your name and arrival time in the book there and I'll get you a key. All the boarding rooms are on the second floor, and there's only a couple left." Monica was shocked to hear this, "There are others here?" She asked. This was surprising. Not a single car had been in the front lawn when she pulled in. "Oh, yes, Miss Monica." Grania was puttering around in the adjacent room. "There's a few of us here." She came back out with a key in her hand. "Just out of curiosity, what made you come here anyway?" She seemed to brighten as she asked the question, as though relieved that Monica would stay after all. "Oh, it's probably just local kids getting kicks," she said. "But I found my vehicle's tires slashed." Grania stopped suddenly, her face twisted with concern and worry. Then she resumed, as though nothing was wrong. "Nothing to be done for it, I suppose," she said, with a look of sadness. Monica relaxed for a bit when she decided to maybe finds something to eat around here. However while outside of her room, she saw a figure in black detached itself from the shadows of the trees and made its way to her car. Monica jumped up and ran at the window. The figure was tall, and seemed to be wearing a cloak made of night. She saw as its arm extended. In its hand was a long, jagged dagger. It dragged the dagger across the side of her, leaving a long gash-mark in the paint of the wall. "Hey!" she shouted. The figure kept dragging the dagger. She reached for the window to open it. It wouldn't budge! She looked for a lock, but couldn't see one. "Hey!" she yelled again. This time the figure raised its head. She could see the glint of two eyes under the hood. The figure raised the dagger, slowly, determinedly. It pointed it straight at her face. She leaped away from the window and ran for the door. A noise on the other side stopped her. Footsteps. Dragging, shambling footsteps. And crying. The sound of a person for whom deep, longing sadness is a way of life. She waited. Somehow, she just felt that she should let the old man pass before she opened the door. Before he got very far, however, she heard other footsteps, these much quicker and lighter, run up the stairs and stop near the door of her room. She opened it as she saw someone with a sharp object and chased Monica, who ran off in fear until she reached a dead end. But found a door and went through it as the piercing object cut through the door. Monica gasped. "Stop it!" hissed Grania. "Go back in your room right now! You know better. Never run around with sharp objects that way to a young lady. Now you go back in there. You've got no business being out at this hour anyway." Monica was surprised and headed back to her room. While looking around; Monica discovers a horrible chamber of girls are seen in a chase of an pointless game to get a black banner while hornets bite them and parasitic worms are sucking their blood. The female victims into the chaotic storms, where they swirl into the madness. Girls are seen lying the mud while filth rained down hard on them. Two girls are seen pushing boulders at one another in a raging matter. Into another terror, There is a swampy river, where a girl is seen being tortured by demons as a person watches her suffering in delight. Girls are lashed with whips, forced to lie in a river of filth, are hung upside down while their feet are burning, forced to walk backwards blindfolded. From being awake to dreaming, at the core, which is a memory lost but it still exists elsewhere in the center of the subconscious. Monica is stuck in a dull routine, seeing the same old people and doing the same old things over and over again. Each day, everyone wakes up early to get a head start in the rat race, competing for money or power, but because everyone is stuck in the system, no one really gets ahead. Although everyone feels like Monica, sad and unfulfilled, they hold it back so that their sadness doesn’t show. Since everyone is going through life on automatic, trying hard not to think or show how sad they are, everyone thinks everyone else is fine. She wants to put her head down and pretend that there’s no tomorrow, since each day is the same as the last. Thinking about how the unfulfilling cycle will continue is too much to bear, and makes her want to drink until she forgets. The world is so mad that dying actually sounds like a good idea to and Monica must find her only escape. During her visit, Monica bears to witness the shocking depravities of the human mind as well as monstrous abnormalities of the physical body. Tragically incurable, these tortured souls spend their vile existence plauged by a nightmarish reality that mercifully eludes those who cling to their sanity. And she comes across some strange people as she meets a man and what was left of him: The lower half of his face was a ruin of bone fragments, shredded muscle and blood. So much blood. His left side was similarly destroyed. His arm hung on a few hanging strings of muscle, his hip was just as much a mess of bone and blood as his face was. He kept his one good hand on the bannister as he shuffled toward her. Behind him stood a young woman with stomach was cut open, and looking out of the wound with mangled remains of what was left of her. Monica could hear haunted singing and she was attacked by the demented Grania! It turns out that the one who chased her was Grania's son name Calvin and this whole manor was nothing more than a torturing madhouse. Monica ran away as she sets the whole manor on fire as she burnt all the deformed and sadistic residents alive! Grania managed to escape as Monica ran from her. The whole house was falling apart right before Monica's eyes as debris was piled on everywhere! Just before she escaped; Grania emerged from the rubble as she cried out, "No, please! Don't leave me here!" With all of her might; Monica kicked Grania in the head, her neck snapped and her lifeless body fell in the rubble however Monica pulled herself away as she got to safer ground. Then, Monica went to go and meet the lady who runs the mansion inn by an eccentric woman by the name of Mrs. Thyone Von Berg. Mrs. Von Berg invites her in as she gives a tour. During the tour, Monica noticed how huge and big it is. "There's someone else here who has the same powers as you." said Mrs.Von Berg. Monica looks at her, "Who is it?" She inquired. Mrs. Von Berg glanced at her and smiled, "You'll meet that person soon." said Mrs. Von Berg. Monica was lead by Mrs. Von Berg. She informs her of how she will have a bodyguard. Monica was surprised, "I don't need one. I'll be fine." She said. Mrs. Von Berg strictly told her not to argue and accept this request. Monica accepts as she was staying for the night at this woman's place. After all, she wants to meet the person who has the same powers as she. In the afternoon; the boy was a tall young man with somewhat tan skin and brown hair and eyes. His hair has bangs that lead towards the right of his face and he is always shown with a serious face. Monica smiles at him, relieved as she begins to warm up to him. "Hello, my name is Monica. What's your name?" asked Monica. The stoic young man glanced at her. Then he replies, "Malcom Ignance." Monica nods, "Malcom, huh." She said with a nod. "I'm glad you're my bodyguard, it gets scary around here when I'm alone." Monica replied. Malcom nods, he didn't say anything else when he mysteriously vanished. She looked around when she heard a scream as she looked out the window: She saw someone fall out of a window from the other side and fall into the pool. Monica is scared, she runs out to save the person who fell out. However, she is chased by a masked person with a pair of large blade and Monica managed to escape from him. She came across a lab but she found Malcom clutching his arm, blood poured from it. Monica approached towards him, she couldn't believe it was him. And saw he was bleeding pretty badly from his arm. "What's wrong? Are you OK?" Monica asked. Malcom grimaced, "I'm fine. This is nothing." He said. Monica felt bad, "Here, let me help." She said. She managed to find iodine, white bandages to wrap around it and managed to cover the wound. While she did this, Malcom stared at her in amazement. Monica noticed as she smiles. However, once again Malcom disappeared. Monica was annoyed, but she explored around the mansion. She discovered many horrors: While washing her hands, she discovered blood and maggots coming out of the sink! She heard a glass break as she found some sort of fleshy, blood stained mess of an experiment from a beaker. Then, she found a taxidermized corpse in the closet and its lifeless eyes opened as it try to attack Monica, but she fought back and it became like straw. The worst part was when Monica was attacked by a manannggal who pounced and laughed at her horrified expression. "Oh...Monica, dear and sweet Mon--ica...I've...always......admired your beauty, my dear. l've always loved you. You will love me. You will." The monster growled, pinning her to the wall. Monica struggled in his grasp as she chokes out, "Please! Please stop! Let me go!" The monster laughs at her suffering, "That's it, my dearest Mon--ica......more passion!" It said. "Oh my god!" Monica cried. "Yes, my love!" The monster laughed. Monica didn't know how this creature knows him as she struggles away but Malcom shot the monster from behind. Monica was shocked, she slid down against the wall and saw him. "You saved me after I cleansed and bandaged your wound?" Monica gasped. Malcom's stoic face softens, "Nobody else has done that for me. Just wanted to give you my gratitude." He admitted softly. Monica smiles, "...Thank you." She said. Malcom nods, but soon he disappeared again. Monica was perplexed by the mysterious boy. Just then, Monica found Mrs. Von Berg where she comforted her and gave her something to drink to calm her. Monica complied but the drink is drugged as she passed out. Malcom watches from afar, he could see all of that but determination crossed his face. In a dream; Monica is dressed in a beautiful pink dress that is strapless as she wears a light bolero-type jacket over it, a peach sheer kind of fabric, with pintucks down the front, and a ruffly skirt while wearing jeweled shoes on her feet. She looked around in the ballroom where she found a figure and danced with him. She waltz with him when she saw Malcom's face, who whispers: "Beware of Von Berg. Don't be afraid, Monica." With a start, Monica woke up wearing a close-fitting black dress with a high collar, buttons up the front, and flows outward in a full, pleated skirt. She also wears stockings and sparkly shoes. Monica looked around, "Where am I?" She wondered. She looked down at the outfit she was wearing, "And why am I dressed in this?" She wondered. So, she looked around as she saw the man with the blade chasing her however she is saved by Malcom. He shot the man with the blade and helped Monica escaped. Monica couldn't believe he saved her again however she was going to put her foot down. "Why do you always have to disappear on me?" She asked. Malcom stopped, "What do you want to know?" He said. "Just...Enough with the games, why do you disappear like magic and leave me hanging?" Monica inquired, "Is anything wrong? Do you like me?" Malcom turned to her, "I don't know...Is anything right? Do I not like you?" He said. Monica gave him a look, "Seriously?" She said. Malcom changed the subject: "Did anyone ever tell you where you got your powers from?" He asked. Monica snapped her attention at him, "Why?" Just then, a swarm of bugs came in from the open window and surrounded them both. "Those powers aren't just telekinesis and telepathy but you can communicate with bugs too." said Malcom. Monica's mouth dropped opened as she learns that her powers came from him! Monica was terrified as she felt Malcom's arms around her, he said: "Monica... I will protect us from the monsters." In the meantime, Malcom remembered the memories of his dear, sweet, big sister name Grazyna: "I love you, Malcom. You make me feel like a person. Like I'm me... and I'm beautiful." His sister said with a smile. Young Malcom looked at her and replied with a hand on her shoulder, "You are beautiful, sis. You're the most beautiful girl in the world." Grazyna looked at him with a heartwarming glance, "That's nice, Malcom. Other people have told me that before, and it was meaningless. When you say it, I hear it." She replied. Those two were inseparable, they were brother and sister but they were best friends. They also wondered what it was like outside. "Malcom, what do you think it's like out in the world from this mansion?" Grazyna asked. "I don't know, why ask me? I'm not sure myself." Malcom said with a shrug. Grazyna ruffled his hair, "Well you know other things besides me." She teased. Malcom pouted, but then he said: "Sis, if we ever leave this place, I'll give you the best view of the world. I want to see such great things." Grazyna hugged him, "Thanks Little Brother." She said. It wasn't until Grazyna was low on money to help support her brother and herself so then, Grazyna managed to find a job as Malcom was now in his teens. She got herself into the wrong crowd and Mrs. Von Berg pampered her into becoming a harlot but Grazyna was gaining money out of this. However, Grazyna promised she will come home with money and Malcom promise he'll wait. Hours went by as he still didn't see her coming to the house. He knew something was awry so he went to look for her however he saw a crowd of people surrounding something and cheering. Malcom pushed his way through the crowd as he saw his sister was sweating, she was half naked and wasn't breathing! "GRAZYNA!!!!!" Malcom cried out. He reached for her, Grazyna was barely breathing however she breathed out her last breath: "Little brother, I beg of you, please do it for me...for a better future....For all the people who live on the outside of the mansion... give them a chance to be happy...Let them live for their dreams. Malcom, I know you can do it. Sayonara, Malcom....Little brother." Alas, she died. Malcom broke down in a rage and killed everyone in the room. It turns out that this was a private show of prostituition, fulled up by drugs. But he knew Mrs. Von Berg had something to do with it, so he declared his revenge against Thyone Von Berg! In the present, Monica and Malcom face the man with the blade but Malcom knew who it was. "Sisera...Is that you?" Malcom asked calmly. The figure had a mask on, he cried a little bit. "Malcom, it's you. I missed you so much, we never played anymore like we used to." He said between sobs. "I know, Sisera. I'm sorry. I just--My sister...I...." Malcom started to say, but Sisera cried a bit. "I know...Mommy did it, didn't she?" He asked. Malcom was hesitant, however he managed to reply with, "Yes. I'm sorry Sisera....I know she did terrible things but it's all over." Sisera nodded, "Yeah. She did. She never told me how much she loved me, you and your sister were the only friends I'd ever had." He said. He looked at Monica, who was trembling but she could feel Malcom's hand on her shoulder. "Relax, Monica... I said before that I'd protect us." He reminded. Monica nodded, her fragile face was masking her fear. Sisera pointed to her, "Will she like me?" He asked. Malcom looked reluctant as he expressed his answer, "I don't know....I can't promise that she will but listen.....You don't have to hide from the truth anymore. All the pain will be over, OK Sisera? Why don't you take off your mask?" Sisera was shaken but he did what Malcom told him and what Monica saw terrified her, Sisera's true face was inhuman. He looked like he suffered from facial clefting. Malcom grimaced, Sisera looked at Monica's face before he screamed: "WHY WON'T YOU LIKE ME FOR JUST THE OUTSIDE!!!!" And attaked Monica was killed by the cicada bugs and by the bullet of Malcom. Sisera let out an inhuman cry as the bugs went away. He fell to the ground, dead as Monica looked at Malcom, who held out his hand out. Monica took it as they embraced one another however Monica was struck in the shoulder and ducked down in pain. Malcom looked up with a tranquil anger expression, he saw Mrs. Von Berg who has messy hair and blood all over her as she couldn't stop panting. "You...You killed my son! How could you? He loved you, trusted you as a friend and this is what you repay him with?!" Mrs. Von Berg shouted. Malcom looked at her square in the eye, "He killed many people, innocent people." He said. Mrs. Von Berg shed a few tears, "They didn't understand...He was diseased but he was my baby!!!" She shouted. Malcom glared at her intensely, "What about my sister? Did you understand about the so-called job you gave her was too much? Or the drugs? How about that?" He said. Mrs. Von Berg gritted her teeth in her grief, "She wanted it. She begged." She claimed. "No, she didn't want it. You forced her to do it. She never wanted to but you bribed her with the money...You stupid, loose woman." said Malcom. "I'm a loose woman? Why don't you kill me? Go on! Call on your insects! Call them!" Malcom smirks as a figure behind Von Berg, killing her. Monica was shocked to see it was a Vanara with raven wings, Malcom greeted the strange creature: "Harris Blynde." The Vanara creature responds, "Malcom...This was for Dearest Grazyna....I have to....Since what....what happened to her...." It said. Monica's fears dissolved, she felt bad as Malcom embraced the creature and told it, "It's over, Harris." Then; Monica, Malcom, and Harris Blynde walked out of the mansion, which was engulfed in flames. Leaving the nightmare behind forever. All of these were conspired by Madame Evelyn, Sianna discovers this as she tells Monica and the others.