Cosmic Convergence: Carroll Family--Chapter 1

This is a spin off of Abigail Carroll, her daughters and the curse of revenge. Please read and enjoy the spin off, thanks! --KatDon 

Chapter 1: The Curse of Carroll 

In this time; they say that kids are cruel but sometimes bullying can be taken too far. But it's not the kids, some parents can be so abusive it is revolting how much pain that they can make a child suffer and don't give a damn about how they feel! But there is a curse amongst the people in New Americana however it all begins in Pleasuredome. Pleasuredome is a warm place because of the unbeatable heat! But it's also full of the most superficial bastards who pretend to be your friend and stab you in the back. There was one girl who suffered so much and nobody helped her so now there is a curse place upon the people in Pleasuredome! The curse is a violent matter: There once was a boy who was out hunting with his father, they had their dogs with them as the father wanted to take his son out, to learn how to hunt. Just then; the dogs were going crazy as both father and son saw a figure in the distance. It was hard to see so the boy used the rifle at the figure and pulled the trigger. The bullet missed however the figure groaned in pain and scampered away! But something was on the ground; the boy picked it up and saw it was a toe. He showed it to his father, “Why son, it looks nice and plump. Let’s go home, your mother will put it in the soup and we’ll have it for dinner.” His father said. So, they did. That night; the mother carved the toe into three pieces and they each had a piece. The parents did the dishes while the boy was getting ready for bed! As everyone slept; the boy woke up to hear something out in the distance, it was a voice calling to him: “Wh—ere—is—my—to—ee?” It groaned. The boy got scared but he immediately reassured himself, “It doesn’t know where I am. It will never find me.” Just then; he heard his backdoor opened and shut. The boy hid under the covers as he tried to get back to sleep when his bedroom door opened and someone crept in. The boy was shaken with fear, someone stopped at his bed and pulled the covers off the boy! The boy looked up to see a girl in a purple dress with a white collar, white socks, and brown shoes. There was buttons in front of the dress. She looked beautiful but her eyes were full of hate. “What pretty eyes you have.” The boy spoke nervously. “Thank you, they are meant to stare.” The girl said. “What beautiful hands you have.” The boy stammered. “They are meant to touch and put my hands around you.” The girl replied. “And what are your teeth for?” The boy asked. The girl’s calm demeanor became vicious as she exclaimed, “TO GRIND YOUR BONES, YOU FOOL!!!” The boy’s scream is heard from the house! That old mansion is said to be haunted as a rich man offered a hundred dollars to whoever would do it. The boy suggested to try but only if he can have his dog with him, so it was all settled. That night, the boy and the dog were at the mansion. To make the room more cheerful, the boy made a fire in a fireplace and they both waited. Just then, a female’s voice was singing: “Mi—ti—dough—ty—wal—ker.” The boy was uneasy until he was shocked to hear his dog spoke out in response, “Lin—chee—chin—chee—col—ly—mol—ly—din—go—din—go!” The boy was surprised, dogs were not supposed to talk. Just then, the female’s voice was singing was coming closer and it was the same words, “Mi—ti—dough—ty—wal—ker.” And the dog responds back in croons: “Lin—chee—chin—chee—col—ly—mol—ly—din—go—din—go!” It went on like this for quite a while, then a figure fell down the chimney and missed the fire. The dog took one look and fell over, dead from fright. The figure turned to the boy, the figure was a woman who looked down the boy and slowly smiled into a grin. The boy’s scream was heard from the mansion, the next day they found the boy was alive but catatonic as he lied next to his dog. 

There was a 16 year old boy working on his grandfather’s farm when all of a sudden, he saw a young woman in a sheer white, long dress and barefoot. She has untidy hair with a flowery crown adorned on her head. But her eyes looked wild with revenge. The woman beckoned to the boy; however the boy hurried back to his grandfather and told him everything! “Give me your truck; I’ll go to the city! She’ll ne’er find me there.” Said the boy. So the grandfather lets him and the boy sped away. The grandfather went into town, looking for the woman and found her. He then asked, “Why did you frighten my grandson? He’s only 16; he’s too young to die.” The woman replied, “I am sorry about that sir. I didn’t mean to beckon to him. But I was surprised to see him.” Just then, the woman smiled and claims: “You see, I have an appointment with him….This afternoon, in the city. He has an unfinished business to take care.” A college girl returned to her dorm from the library, but found the lights are out and her roommate was asleep. The girl quietly undressed and changed into comfy clothes, she got into bed. Then, the girl heard humming as she told her roommate: “Please, stop humming. I want to get some sleep.” The humming stopped and the girl went to sleep. It was early in the morning at around 4 or 5 in the morning to the humming sound, the girl politely asked her roommate to stop. “Go back to sleep, it’s too early to get up.” The girl said. The humming didn’t ceased and the girl was angry, “Cut it out! That’s not funny!” She said heatedly. The humming didn’t stop as it was low and quiet so the girl jumped up and pull the covers off. Her frustration turned to pure horror when her roommate was found decapitated. The girl believes she is having a nightmare and decides to go back to sleep! When she wakes up, she thinks everything will be fine. A grave robber dug up a grave of a woman that had died and found two valuable rings, a wedding ring and a glowing red ruby. The robber tries to get the rings off but they were stuck on the unveiled body’s fingers. The thief tried to cut them off, the finger was now oozing with blood and the figure begin to stir before it sat up. The thief was startled that he scrambled out of the grave, he accidentally knocked over the lantern and the light went out! He heard the corpse climb out as the corpse walks past him, the figure then turned to the robber and asked: “Whooooooooo are yoooooouuuuuu?” The robber was so scared that he started to run until he tripped and fell into the grave but he realized that he still had the knife in his hand as he stabbed himself! He then started to bleed to death. Two sisters were misbehaving by breaking the rules and made their mother very upset. She punished them as the girls promised to be good! This was three times they did this on each day, but previously the sisters were told to do these things only because a girl told them to do it for the price of a drum. The drum played as the figurines come out and dance. That’s why the girls are doing this. Until the mysterious girl told them no, claiming they were just playing a game and she wasn’t going to give it to them. The two sisters fled in tears but they got home to see someone there and their screams echoed throughout the land. There once was a man who loved to eat and his wife would cook for him. One day, the man left a pound of liver meat that he bought from the butcher shop. So his wife cooked it for him. She cooked it for him, however she decides to taste it and found it to be just delicious. The wife indulged it so much that she found it all gone, she panicked as she knew her husband would return home and be angry with her. That’s when she remembered that there was a rich old lady that had died: Her body was lying in the coffin of the church…Later on, the man was eternally grateful for the meal his wife cooked and told her to try some, since he was in a better mood than he usually was. But his wife refuses, allowing her husband to finish it all. That night, the wife was trying to read however she felt guilty for what she had done. Just then, she heard a voice that said: “Who has my liver?” The wife was horrified to hear this; she wanted to believe that this was all a dream or if this was her imagination. But she heard that voice again but it was closer, “Who has my liver?” The wife squeezed her eyes tight, she wanted to run. “No, no, no! I don’t have it! I don’t have your liver.” She whispered. She felt the voice next to her as it asked, “Who has my liver?” The wife did not open her eyes but pointed to her husband, “He does! He has your liver!” She claimed. The lights went out as the man begins to scream and scream in utter terror. 

On an isolated, seemingly haunted townhouse was on the seaside. Inside of the place, there was an operating table of brain transplants. A big rabbit-ear antenna with an electrical arc between the posts. A magnetic coil. A roof that opens to the sky, to let the lightning in out.  A mainframe computer with big dials and switches on the front with spinning tape reels. Bits of animals and people preserved in formaldehyde. A whole bunch of glassware, especially test tubes, beakers, flasks of colored liquid, distilling columns, condensers, burners, and an object given when a subject hooks a bunch of them together. There are chains and manacles as well as a big worn chalkboard filled with equations. Dusty piles of incomprehensible failed experiments, which may or may not suddenly, become a danger to anyone wandering around unsupervised. Big levers and control panels. And lastly, an enormous knife switches for completing dangerous electric circuits. Someone push the plunger of the syringe down and inject the air from the syringe into the vial. He kept the needle in the vial; he turns the vial upside down and made sure that the medication liquid is covering the tip of the needle. He made a deep incision through the skin to facilitate the procedure. Often, multiple incisions are possible for this operation. He injects into the corpse from the back, he then tell his assistant: “Now…Pull.” And his assistant did the deed. Then, after the electricity currents revived the cloth covered being. The figure came alive, its eyes was close. This person has a boyish beauty which includes his bright, baby blue irises. His physical beauty, innocent-looking and all-too-young appearance. The guy’s youthful facial features tend to be highlighted, having eyes of optimism and stunning shade of vibrant blue. He looked to have a mental anguish and vulnerability while intense physical and emotional pain. Though he covers his anguish and pain with his vanity and strange demeanor. This man was none other than Artem, Artem Payne. Artem watched the figure under the sheets as Jerome surveyed at it too. The figure came to life; it was a tall woman with long, thick and shiny dark hair. She has naturally light, golden skin tone with thin lips, eyes with long eyelashes, and a strong look. She has a vestige of great beauty. Slowly rose up; the woman’s eyes opened as her eyes like the high-noon sky where they are dark, clear green that is luminous. As well as a muted, soft medium green that may contain a few flecks of icy blue in the iris and are closer to the color spectrum and will tend to absorb light rather than reflect it and appear luminous. Her name is Evita Hemmings, and she never felt more alive. Artem smiled, “It’s…alive!” He said softly. Jerome grinned excitedly, “Do you realize how significant this is?” He asked. “Very much.” Artem agreed. He turned to Evita, “Miss Evita? Can you hear me?” inquired Artem. The woman looked around, she saw Artem and said: “Yes…Master.” Later on; Artem was writing down something that said, “Since the commencement of current remedy, there has been a supposition concerning the class of transience. That being that death is an inescapable experience, the predictability of which we should take for established. I have demonstrated today that life is not some refinement conferred upon us by some outdated notion of an omnipotent life form.” The opening of the doors of perception is nothing without ignorant darkness & enlightens light. Day destroys night, night divides day. Without light there cannot be dark! Many people seek to escape from their suffering. Although distraction may offer a temporary reprieve, the roots of the problem will never simply go away. Most people are afraid to go to the other side, and instead, they try to run and hide from that which they do not understand. Artem is fascinated with the doors of perception to the other side, to reach alternate states of consciousness. Everybody loves his mother because she gets excited. She’s a lot of fun to be around when she’s high in spirits. Her arms and eyes having a sense of warmth and comfort, followed by those same arms and eyes trapping him. Taken at face value, when feelings of romance one has for another are often quickly switched for feelings of being stuck, particularly when the person isn’t exactly who you originally thought they were. However, the temporary comfort those drugs provide him with as well as the trap of addiction that comes with them. Artem is bored with the monotony of dealing with it daily. He is ready to break through to another scene, and to push through that gate. Artem was yearning to go to the other side as well, after the miracle. Artem is magically blessed with dark brown hair like sunshine, possesses captivating blue eyes, a tall and slender figure that is sculpted and full lips that shaped like a red rose. He beauty so flawless and enchanting he is the fairest boy. He has rosy red lips and rosy cheeks, and both her hair and skin color. Artem was also has a rather slender. His complexion is fair and flawless, and his face is less rounded and more refined heart-shaped face, giving him an appearance of maturity and youthful despite being older. The thing was that Artem isn't vain or concerned about his looks. He is greatly aware that the fellow citizens think of him as "odd" and "peculiar". Artem pays very little attention to his appearance and his intelligence were one thing that stands out. 

That night, Artem was working when he heard some sort of noise break in and he cautiously went to see as it was coming from the kitchen. He took a weapon and crept into the room but Artem saw it was Evita rummaging through his refrigerator as he said, “What are you... I thought you were a burglar.” Evita felt bad and she answered timidly, “I didn't mean to scare you, darling. I was just getting a snack. Go back to bed.” However, Artem came across her and Evita was shocked while he came close to her. Evita was confused, “You're not... scared of me?” She asked. Artem just smiled and replied, “I always knew I couldn't be the only one in the world. The only one who was distinct. And here you are.” He takes her hand, “You're hungry and alone. Take whatever you want. We've got lots of food. You don't have to steal. In fact, you never have to steal again.” Evita begin to have a panic attack and Artem puts his arms around a panting Evita as he was calmed, “I'm like you, now calm yourself.” He tells her. Evita managed to catch her breath, “I thought I was alone.” She said. Artem caressed his hand to the girl’s forehead and replied, “You're not alone. Evita, you're not alone.” Moments later; Evita had taken a shower and was wrapped in a towel. “You know, sometimes I wonder what my life would've been like if you haven't found me here that night.” Evita said. Artem looked up, “Sorry what, you... Yaah! God's sake, Evita, where are your clothes?” Evita was wrapped in a towel but still she managed to go away to get dressed. Evita was too shy to talk to him. Artem looked at her in disbelief, “I don't know what's gotten into you newly. I swear, you've been in a good mood. You gotta tell me what's the matter, or I can't help you.” He answered. “You promised me you would.” Evita said, pointed out.  Later; the two of them are very comfortable lying in a bed together. They spend half of the time looking into each other's eyes. “You've never looked more beautiful, darling.” Artem remarked as Evita was in a ginger wig, dressed in a sparkly blue miniskirt, fishnet stockings and go-go boots. Evita smirked, “I am. Aren’t ya?” She said. Artem confirmed, “Yes.” He said. He managed to get up and Evita followed him while she watched him work. She broke the silence with a question that’s been bothering her. “Would you date me?” Evita asked. Artem didn’t look up as he was concentrating on writing but he said, “Of course I would. Any young man would be lucky to have you. You are stunning.” Evita asked, “Looking like this?” Artem looked up, “Like... What?” He said. He then replied, “You are my friend.” Evita grinned in content, “I am your only friend.” She said. Artem laughs, “Thank you for that.” He said. Artem was still concentrating. “Well?” Evita said. “I am incompetent of thinking of you that way. I feel accountable for you. Anything else would just feel wrong.” Artem said. “But what if you didn't know me?” Evita asked. Artem just declared, “Unfortunately, I do know you. God, I don't know what's gotten into you recently. You're awfully fretful with your looks.” Evita look away, blushing. “I want to be the fairest of them all.” She said softly. Artem looked at her funny, “Did you say something?” He asked. Evita shook her head, “No, just talking to myself. Sorry, Master.” She answered. Artem patted Evita’s frail hands. “You need not worry everything’s fine….Just fine….” He said in a distracted tone. That night at a soiree where a young lady name Silence Duguid was in a long blond wig and a bright pink sundress with heart shaped shades. She has a vision of Andrea who looked excited: “He’s going to be there sister. Ah, my insides are fluttering! Forgive me, sister but my skin is pushing from within and I’m starting to sound like a frisky, smutty woman!” She lets out a maniacal laugh! For the time being; a young lady rosy cheeks, full voluptuous lips and porcelain skin. She wore a black dress with crochet lace trim, pull up lace-up corset detail; tulle underlay and back zip-up closure. Around the skirt was faux leather garter skirt with lace panels by the name of Lily. She looked stunning! Lily was on the interior balcony railing from above, down below her was a fancy social club—Girls in pretty dresses, guys in suits, alcohol was served around. “Look at all these wealthy people. I hardly doubt that this Artem Payne guy is going to be here.” Thought Lily. 

Just then she heard a voice bellowing from the corner booth: “LIFE IS SACRED TO MANKIND!!!” Lily turned her head and saw a guy. He was wasted from drinking a lot of whiskey, next to him was his friend who was smiling nervously and they were surrounded by gorgeous, voluptuous women surrounding them. The girls were taking a notice of them as Lily was curious but her heart dropped when she remembered the description of Artem as well as Jerome. Artem was 24 years old, clean cut and tidy while his voice came out in a staccato flow as well as dry in that British accent. And Jerome has hair that reached his neck a little, a white pale complexion, and is one year younger. He was timid yet docile. Sally felt a swell tingle inside of her as she begins to feel lubricious yet prurient. Ruttish, fulsome and her heart were into overdrive of intense desirable feelings coursing through her body. She had a smile on her face however she shook her head rapidly and told herself to focus to shake it off the feelings she had. Watching intoxicated Artem; Silence felt uneasy by how much he has drinking a lot and also she felt jealous of Artem getting all the women’s attention. In Silence’s mind, Andrea was upset: “Look at those hussies, throwing themselves at HIM with their big breasts and acting like they’re so damn SEXY!!!” A sneer appeared on her face as her eyes turned a purplish red. “It’s time they’d learn a lesson. We can’t let them touch our precious, damaged soul can we?” Silence looked horrified but her eyes were closed from the sunglasses. Darko chuckled slightly, he lean over and whisper, “My, he’s making a scene under the influence.” Silence nodded, Darko seemed concern as he said: “Don’t be scared. This is Artem, it’s not like he’s like you-know-who.” Silence sighed as she walked with Darko alongside her. Artem was still rating as it went something like this: "Oh come now, Artem...why does this idea fascinate you?" Jerome was saying as he laughed a bit. "I’m just saying the act--of propagation--can take place outside of the woman’s body. The milt--the prostatic fluid, the prostatic fluid can move--The prostatic fluid can move into the embryo, in a pan, some sort of heated bowl." ranted Artem in his intoxicated state.  One of the girls had to ask, "And where does the mother figure into this, then?" Artem continues while downing another liquor, "Well, you’d--after you fertilize the embryo, you get a filter--and then you...you know- into the woman..." He was saying crazy stuff. Even though this wasn't how Silence remembered him like this but they haven't seen each other in a long time, but Silence believes Artem must be drowning his pain from the past he suffered from. Another girl let out a spasm-like gasp: "Oh, that’s just woeful." She said in a singsong tone. "IT’S THE SCIENTIFIC PROSPECT! Jerome--tell them, benefit me in this, this worthwhile undertaking." Jerome doesn’t respond; he’s staring across the room to see a young woman with blond hair and a pad of paper with a pen in her hands. Darko greeted Artem politely, introducing himself and Silence--adding that she was a mute. Artem laughed and assured him it was fine and let Silence 'speak' with her notepad. "Sorry, I didn't mean to bother you." The words were written in paper. Artem stopped her, "Oh now, now, don't be frightened." He said while inebriated. The girls were glaring at the shy blond. Silence written down her answer, "I just noticed you look different somehow. Ever since there was those times apart from...." Artem thought it was weird as he laughs at this, but was utterly confused. However, Silence's cheeks turned red and then she smirked slyly as she wrote down something that made the women gasps: "You like pussies?" Artem nearly spat out his drink, "What?" He said while chuckling. Silence stifled a laugh and wrote down next on the page and displayed it, "You know, pussies. Pussy cats." She put a hand to her mouth as Artem leered at her while still drunk: "My, you're a nasty little thing aren't you." He said. Silence was blushing like crazy, she wrote down her next response: "Do I freak you out?"Artem stumbled forward, he embraced Silence awkwardly as he tells her, "Nothing freaks me out." He lean over and smells something. "I know that scent, is that spearmint?" He asked. Silence gently push him away, she look at him and Artem felt his mind was swimming as he muttered to himself: “Could’ve sworn I smelled of that bloody scent somewhere….” 

Then, things got worst: there’s a ruckus going on as two girls have gone missing! Panic was arising but not too chaotic was going to happen. “Excuse me, is there a girl by the name of Sara?” A girl asked. One of the men looked at the girl with relief, “Yes, are they all right?” He asked. The girl responded back innocently but it looked like she was trying to keep a straight face. “Oh, I don’t know sir. It seems this one…”  She held a form of a figure without a head to it as she smiled wickedly, “…Lost her head!” Everyone screamed as the girl laughed in hysterics. “Ring around the hussy, a pocket full of boobies. Oh no, oh no, her head came down!” She stomps on the corpse viciously, she shouts down at the corpse: “YOU KNOW WHAT I THINK ABOUT YOU?! YOU DON’T GO AND TRY TO ACT LIKE YOU’RE TRYING TO BE HOT, YOU GIRLS MAKE ME SICK!!! IF YOU EVER GO NEAR HIM AGAIN, I’LL KILL YOU BITCHES WITH MY OWN TWO HANDS!!!!” She brought out another woman, it was one of the girls but she was tied up and crying, she begged towards the girl to spare her but the girl screams, “NOW EVERYONE WILL HAVE A CHOICE!!! WILL SHE LIVE AS A LABELED FLIRT OR DIE AS A SHAM?!” Everyone was getting scared; men were helpless as the women were crying while the girl exclaims maniacally, “TICK TOCK! TICK TOCK!” However she then said: “Your time is up, sweetheart.” Just then, in a flash Silence removed her wig, took down Andrea and rescued the girl from danger. Silence saw Andrea had a small capsule in her hand as she threw it down. Puffs of smoke appeared as Andrea escaped. Silence tries to enter it but saw she was gone! She gritted her teeth however she turned around and saw Artem staring at her. Silence remembered she took off her wig and stood up to face him. “Cindy, is that you?” Artem gasped. Silence ran as Artem cried out, “WAIT!!!” Silence returned back as she took off her clothes, take a shower and put on fresh clothes and went to bed. But she cried herself to sleep. In her sleep; Silence dreamt of bad memories that haunts her: Neville is mutilating bodies to show his artwork and he wants to show the world his great masterpieces and has pushed people when he could see their flaws and believe he could fix them. He kills them by wither having their mouths taped shut, stabbed repeatedly, or shoot them. Artem was forced to watch, if he tries to intervene then he would deal with his father of his physical abuse or emotional torture. Neville did horrendous experiments to people, making them his lab rats and causing them to have their bodies change in somewhat disturbing imagery. And made children into superhuman weapons, putting people through difficult tasks as Neville would cry out: "YES! YES! WRITHE AND BE REBORN INTO BEAUTY!!!!" Artem became nauseating and vomited somewhere, away from the show of horrors that was his father's so called magnum opus. Artem could see stitches on the victims, rashes and bloodied while also pus inducing scars and other things that were gross. In result, the victims succumb and die. The soldiers tore the young women away from their loved ones and their families, gave them some surrogate mothers and kept other traumatized women in isolation rooms, sometimes for up to a year. A doctor began expanding his project. He and his assistant created a dark metal box designed to isolate the women from everything in the outside world. Within days, the women kept inside the pit were driven insane, incessantly rocking and clutching at themselves, tearing and biting their own skin and ripping out their hair. When finally removed from isolation, they were too traumatized to interact with others, and some were so shocked and depressed that they starved themselves. Then, the women restrain and inseminate by crazed and perverted men, then they would later watch and photograph the mentally ill mothers physically abusing and killing their own babies or causing miscarriages as well as kamikazes. As the children grew up; a doctor then begins experimenting on the children. The children willingly allowed the cruel doctors to use their bodies in experiments involving toothpaste, deodorant, shampoo, skin creams, detergents, liquid diets, eye drops, foot powders, and hair dyes. Though the tests required constant biopsies and painful procedures, none of the children experienced long-term harm. The next day; the children were placed in experimental groups, the assistants gave positive speech therapy to half of the children, praising the fluency of their speech, and negative speech therapy to the other half, belittling the children for every speech imperfection and telling them they were stutterers. Many of the normal speaking children who received negative therapy in the experiment suffered negative psychological effects and some retained speech problems during the progression of their life. As the children grew up; a doctor then begins experimenting on the children. The children willingly allowed the cruel doctors to use their bodies in experiments involving toothpaste, deodorant, shampoo, skin creams, detergents, liquid diets, eye drops, foot powders, and hair dyes. Though the tests required constant biopsies and painful procedures, none of the children experienced long-term harm. 

The next day; the children were placed in experimental groups, the assistants gave positive speech therapy to half of the children, praising the fluency of their speech, and negative speech therapy to the other half, belittling the children for every speech imperfection and telling them they were stutterers. Many of the normal speaking children who received negative therapy in the experiment suffered negative psychological effects and some retained speech problems during the progression of their life. Due to unsanitary conditions in the next week, it was virtually inevitable that these children would contract disease. One doctor sent to investigate the outbreak, proposed an experiment that would assist in developing a vaccine. However, the experiment required deliberately infecting children with the disease. Though the doctor’s study was controversial from the start, critics were eventually silenced by the permission letters obtained from each child’s parents. In reality, offering one’s child to the experiment was oftentimes the only way to guarantee admittance into the overcrowded institution. These un-consenting subjects were lured to safe-houses by prostitutes on the payroll, unknowingly given hallucination drugs and other mind-altering substances, and monitored from behind one-way glass. With an experiment involved with blood pressure and blood flow; the researchers used 113 children ranging in age from one hour to three days old as test subjects. In one experiment, a catheter was inserted through the umbilical arteries and into the aorta. The child's feet were then immersed in ice water for the purpose of testing aortic pressure. In another experiment, up to 50 children were individually strapped onto a circumcision board, and then tilted so that their blood rushed to their head and their blood pressure could be monitored. Individual children did not give informed consent and were not informed of their diagnosis; instead they were told they had 'bad blood' and could receive free medical treatment, rides to the clinic, meals and burial insurance in case of death in return for participating. Standard treatments for syphilis were toxic, dangerous, and of questionable effectiveness. Part of the original goal of the study was to determine if patients were better off not being treated with these toxic remedies. For many participants, treatment was intentionally denied. Many patients were lied to and given placebo treatments—in order to observe the fatal progression of the disease. It wasn't until Artem found out about the girl being violated and abused very badly; he could see her crying and her messy hair as she never spoke again! He cradles her while also consumed by her beauty. He holds her tightly, comforting her of her nightmares. But his despair made him deluded into believing all of this madness was upon himself, he caused it nevertheless it was his father that actually did this. Artem adored Cynthia so much that he could control his love for her at first glance. That's when he could see the sadistic look in his father's eyes from the reflection in the mirror and his remorseless glance that he now knows what his father Neville did to her. After dealing with this long enough; Artem helped Cynthia and her sisters, even the tortured survivors escaped. 

In the present; Artem and Jerome was called in by Gideon who summoned them here for some reason and they came; Gideon is confronting them both! Jerome asked nervously what he is going to do. But Gideon held the weapon in hand as he smiled darkly at him. “I pull the bayonet here. The magnum goes off. The part of your medulla oblongata spray all over the ground. Everything gets grisly and raw...Then, you die.” Sullivan said, leering over a horrified Jerome. However, Artem hit him from behind and then he and Jerome ran away in fear. However, Constable Lazarro confronted them at gunpoint! “Gentlemen, sorry about this but I believe I have heard of an assault.” He said. Artem and Jerome looked at each other in confusion. “Not sure what you mean.” Jerome said with confusion. Constable Lazarro holds up a picture of a young girl, “I believe you know who I mean.” Artem looked at the picture in shock, “That’s…” He rasped. Sullivan snickered in delight, “You know her; she had been kidnap by you. She told me everything.” He said arrogantly, “As soon as I kill your arse, she’ll be so thrilled of all my hard work.” Artem used a crowbar nearby and hit Sullivan. Constable tries to fire his gun but he is knocked to the wall by the lurching Sullivan! “Come on, no time to lose.” Artem told Jerome, Jerome was about to follow but stopped and called out, “Wait!” Artem was annoyed for he asked, “What is it now?” Jerome looked over as he said, “What is that sound?” Artem wondered what he was talking about but he saw so many men burnt alive and flailing their arms like crazy. Constable realized this was his squad because he could hear them crying out his name. Artem couldn’t believe it, “My god…!” He gasped. Then he heard a voice pretending to let out pleasuring griping as if carnal over the violence: “Look at me, I'm burning.” Moaned Andrea. Sullivan, Constable, Artem, and Jerome were horrified to see Constable’s squad member being burned alive. Andrea emerged from the shadows as she said the constable and Sullivan, “Hello Lazarro….Sullivan, I want to play a game.” She then smiled and giggled maniacally. Artem looked in horror while Jerome was confused by this sight. “What kind of game?” asked Constable Lazarro. “Simple, I set out havoc towards you and you two run like hell.” She presses a button on a pen-like object and there was monsters coming in different directions. “It's time to start our game.” Andrea said. “What game are you speaking about, you wench?” demanded Sullivan. “Death, my darling fiend.” Mora said with a matter of fact tone, “Death is a surprise party. Time is an illusion that cannot be given. You think it's the living who have ultimate judgment over you, because the dead will have no claim over your soul. But you may be mistaken.” She giggled. “What the hell do we do now?” asked Constable Lazarro. Andrea glared at him as she said in an inhuman voice: “The games have just begun. Live or die, make your choice.” The constable and Gideon turned as they saw homunculi coming at them as they begin to chase them. Jerome was shocked by this sight and looked at Artem. She was singing as she whirled around, “Here we go, the world is spinning. When it stops, it's just beginning. Sun comes up, we all laugh. Sun goes down, we all die...” She laughed at Constable Lazarro and Sullivan’s suffering. “’The hell are you?” Sullivan screamed. “Keep yourself down, Gideon.” Lazarro instructed. They hid behind something as they panted out of breath. Artem chuckled, “Cowards. They are so scared.” He remarked. Jerome looked at Artem with confusion. “Do you know these girls?” He asked. 

Artem glanced at him and said, “In a way.” While they were hiding, the monsters were looking for the constable and Sullivan. “The bitch, how dare she try to kill us with these monsters!” muttered Sullivan in a raspy tone. Constable snickered to himself a little, “Hmm, this is getting interesting…” He rejoined softly. “What are you muttering about Constable?” demanded Gideon, he was about to peek over but Constable put an arm on his shoulder, “Wait, they must be approaching, this is our chance.” He instructed. “What?” Gideon asked. There was a pause before there was a step, then another and then another until they were close where the constable and Gideon were hiding. The constable leaped out from his hiding spot with a weapon. “FOUND YOU, WITCH!!!” Constable shouted but his heart dropped and Sullivan was horrified. Jerome trembled while Artem held his breath while staying calm. They saw that Andrea had a gun levitating beside her as she smirked while saying, “Game over.” Gideon let out a nervous laugh, “You have to be kidding me.” He said weakly. The gun went off and hit Gideon, causing him to fall. Constable Lazarro hid but peeked out a little to watch this. Andrea smiled down at Sullivan glared at her. Andrea had her hands into a shape of a V as she exclaimed, “Now is the End of Days, and I am the Reaper!” Gideon smirked darkly, “When you’re frustrated you burn people, but you really are a bit of a bastard, aren’t you?” He remarked. “Excuse me?” Andrea asked glaring at him. It was then Gideon laughs a little, “Ignorant selfish cruel bastard, yes, I rather think you don’t know what kind of lunatic you have on hand and though you’ve been content to abuse others freely for a good long time you’ll have to accept the fact that you are a monster!!!!” Gideon charges; Andrea stops him telekinetically just in time, and Gideon slips crashing into Kitty, who snarls and slashes him across the face, knocking him down. "AUGH! Bloody hell, stop--!!!!!" Kitty and Polly faintly laughs, Gideon cursed and screamed: "Wretched hussies, you dare attack me? Even this stupid....?!" He was about to say but Mora used her telekinetic abilities. Gideon screamed harder as he glared at the four girls, "I don't know how you know Artem but you are going to suffer. However, Andrea pressed her foot against his arm and said, “The reason I did this today was to make clear these reasons. I will show no mercy to anyone who is in our way. My sisters and I annihilate them. So my good man....Pray. That's all you can do while you're still alive.” Gideon gasped, he whimpered so Andrea placed her feet off him. She smirked at Constable Lazarro, “I promise that my work will continue.” She said and laughed as well as her other three sisters. Jerome would have fainted but managed to composed himself! It wasn’t until Artem and Jerome managed to get away nevertheless Artem stopped and he gasps. "Cynthia?" He whispered. Artem saw a fragile but a girl from afar hidden in a corner but when she was spotted, she ran off! "WAIT!!!" Artem cried. Later on; Artem then told Jerome about what’s really going on: There is a curse amongst the people in New Americana. 

It started in a paradise called Pleasuredome, Pleasuredome is a hot, hot, hot place because of the unbeatable heat! But it's also full of the most superficial bastards who pretend to be anybody’ friend and stab them in the back. There was one girl who suffered so much and nobody helped her so now there is a curse place upon the people in Pleasuredome! How did all begin? Where it all did started? There once was a bullied girl by the name of Abigail Carroll. Abigail was bullied and abused from school and at home. It was then Abigail suffered so much that it haunted her as she was determined to have her revenge! It all started with her mother Francesca began taking her anger out on Abigail, beating them with paddles. Francesca soon focused her abuse exclusively on Abigail, accusing her of stealing candy that she had bought from a grocery store, and humiliating her when she admitted that she once had a boyfriend. Francesca encouraged a girl name Zara and other neighborhood children to torment Abigail, including, among other things, extinguishing cigarettes on her skin, beating her, tying her up, burning her with scalding water, rubbing salt in her wounds, and leave her.  She was locked in the cellar and forbidden leave the house. Abigail attempted to escape the night after overhearing Francesca's plan to blindfold and dump her in a wooded area nearby, but as she reached the front door, Francesca caught her and punished her by tying her up in the basement and giving her only crackers to eat. There was so many multiple beatings, burnings, and scalding baths. For years, Francesca abused and tortured Abigail in various ways including burning them with cigarettes, throwing knives at her, forced feedings and beatings. She made her daughter hold her down while she beat and tortured her. In one instance, she held a pistol to Abigail's head and threatened to kill her. Francesca primarily focused her anger and abuse on Abigail. Her mother resented Abigail, which she was maturing and blossoming into an attractive young woman while she faced the prospect of growing old and losing her looks. Francesca also believed that her husband--who had abandoned her--had turned Abigail into a witch. Because of this belief, Abigail received the worst of Francesca's abuse. Francesca became convinced that Abigail was casting spells on her and shot Abigail in the chest with a pistol. The bullet became lodged in her back, but Francesca refused to allow Abigail to seek medical attention and left her to die in the family bathtub. Abigail survived so Francesca began to nurse her back to health. Abigail eventually recovered without receiving professional medical treatment. Francesca beat her, tied her and locked her in a hot closet with no ventilation. Francesca forbade her to have food or water or to open the door to the closet. But in her teens, it gets even worse: One night as she was trying to get home; Abigail decided to take a 10 minute shortcut to her when they encountered gang members drinking beer after holding a gang initiation. The gang members captured and beat her repeatedly. Then, the members attempt to strangled her to death. The leader of that gang was Zara, and her friends were Samantha 'Sam' and Josie. Since the last night beating; Francesca blamed Abigail for everything and she sold her to an experimental lab who were cruel and merciless bastards. All of a sudden; Abigail was fertilized as she gave birth to five daughters. But her daughters were taken from her and she was devastated. But then, she was given terrifying powers that left her thin as she begins to feel much darker. After she got out; Abigail was a suicidal, depressed, misunderstood, tragic, abused and tortured girl who only wanted empathy and love. She use to feel lost, and does not know which path to go, there’s nothing that anyone could do for her. It seems that every day there’s a new reason to cry about, and eventually the problems stack so high that Abigail can’t take it anymore. Abigail had befriends Zara and her friends however they betray her. One day during a drill; her so-called friends moved over to where Abigail was standing, near a drain, and begin to crowd the poor girl, getting in her face and nudging her towards the open manhole. They pushed her and she tripped over and fell head-first down the manhole. When they saw her falling, the girls started giggling and when Abigail's name was called out, they shouted "She’s down in the sewer!" All of the other students began laughing. But when the teachers looked down the manhole and saw Abigail's body lying at the bottom in the muck, the laughter abruptly stopped. Her head was twisted around at an odd angle and her face was covered in blood. Worse still, she wasn’t moving. There was nothing any of the teachers could do for her. Abigail was dead. When the police arrived and went down into the sewer, they determined that she had broken her neck. Her face had been torn off when she hit the ladder on the way down and her neck snapped when she landed on her head on the concrete at the bottom. Then, a few minutes, her head turned back into place. As she lied in her own blood, she turned to the horrified crowd and smiled: "Don't cry, I'm okay." Abigail then got up and walked off, not bothered by her blood-stained clothes. One day, she came across a party where her attackers were and then she shouted at them: "I WILL NOT REST UNTIL ALL OF YOU ARE DEAD!!! MY CHILDREN WILL MURDER YOU!!" Her powers scared everyone and she vanished but she was never seen again! And now these four sisters came along. Could these four girls be the daughters of Abigail? Has Abigail placed a curse upon the city of the paradise land called Pleasuredome? And if so, could Abigail Carroll still be alive?

Silence and her sisters, even her mother, had survived from all the pain through all that however she knew the pain wasn't completely gone from all what she'd been through! Nobody knew that Silence has hidden strengths that nobody is aware of. She can be herself when no one is around to judge her. She is taking things farther in this mission alone. She can clearly tell that this mission will want her to take things to the next level. In the past, she has something to lose. But now she feels like a super badass, like a female 007 that kicks ass way harder than all the guys out there. Because she is dangerous! Silence might look like an innocent young girl, but she’s tough. Whether to stick to her old ways, playing with other people with emotions, killing people, and moving on; she feels like she's changed for some reason. Silence causes trouble, she’s abrasive. She doesn’t care who gets in her way. Since Silence doesn’t care who or what is in her way anymore, people fall for her constantly, but she kill people like it’s nothing to her. Something happened to Silence....After she does what she has planned to do with it, will never be the same girl as she was before getting the gun, and doing any criminal actions with it. She shoves him off of her. However, he then physically assaults Silence, first punching her in the back of her head before pushing her through the glass top of a coffee table. The man attempts to strangle Silence, but she is able to break free, and gain enough time to locate bullets and a gun in a case. When he turns around to attack her again, Silence shoots him in the head, causing his brains to be splattered on the wall. She then climbs out a window and down the fire escape. While she slept; Silence went to sleep as they went to her world where she saw memories in her mind that scared her into waking up. There was a memory that Silence could see in her mind that involved with Andrea: When the priest makes inappropriate advances toward Andrea and begins to touch her in a lewd manner, Andrea throttles and strangles him almost death, yelling: "you never do that again!" This is upsetting towards the priest and allowing her to escape. Andrea goes into the basement to her shrine, where she keeps her strange items, one of them being a jar full of large cockroaches, which she keeps alive by feeding them. She also still has the girl's doll and puts on her mask. One day, the priest was found out for his inappropriate crime against children. Andrea remains detached from what is happening. In the confusion, a few policemen run into the church and arrest the priest, while Andrea, still having not received communion, walks out of the church and pulls out a picture of the murdered bodies, fondling photo and smiling to herself. In the massacre; Andrea and her sisters killed their tormentors were ominous words. Andrea faced one as she used her powers and told the bully, "Go to sleep." Mora also said to another bully by saying, “You should’ve done that....You met a terrible fate, haven’t you?” Kitty and Polly giggled at the sight of this. Next, Andrea said to a gang of people and retorted them: “Pop goes the weasel!” And to one who escaped but tripped and fell as Andrea laughs at the student, “You’re two slow…” When the student ask what the heck was she and Andrea look down at him while she said, "I am the darkness within....I am your greatest fear....! I am what you made me, I am God!” And kills him. In this case scenario as she looked back on that memory; Andrea is admitting to her weakness and fragility, people like to claim they are bad for some reason. The beautiful people corrupts and selfishness is already in human nature. In dreams, crazy things happen as she dreams of a world where the huge amounts of blood she’s become accustomed to having as a vigilante come so easily as just having to pick all the evil people she could want off their bodies. Andrea and her sisters are seen as dirty through the lens of society, she wants to fit in society and belong somewhere. No matter what she knows things will not get better! She wants her tormentors fear the ones who are different and unknown. They are getting bullied until the point of dying on the inside. She’s looking through her plans and journals on how she is going to pull this off and she’s getting rid of her conscience. She wants revenge to the kids that are making fun of her and her sisters. And now, they snapped and start a massacre that nobody will ever forget that shocked the world. There are some reports that the sisters were affiliated in the massacre. Andrea hated her school and only had bad memories of it! Fifteen people were killed. Andrea, Mora, Kitty, and Polly killed these students and one teacher by themselves with supernatural powers. They also wounded 23 students. This has been forever a debate as to why these girls did what they did, because according to themselves in their journals, they too mocked and bullied people as stated in the recently uncovered diaries of the sisters. The sisters are heading to a birthday party, presumably for a boy of around the same age. 

A boy sitting underneath a staircase, perhaps in a basement or cellar. He has his hands over his eyes and appears to be counting for the game hide-and-seek. From here, the sisters are smiling evilly, and Andrea is holding a knife behind her back whilst the piano behind her appears to be playing itself. Later; Kitty and Polly are playing a xylophone together while making eerie sounds. The sisters are playing and soaked in blood. Then; Andrea staring blankly with a pick-axe in her hands, “It was Mother who came to us. She reached out to me….Mora….Kitty…And Polly…She showed us what must be done. This is our moment sister, this is where the corruption of the cruelty must be punished. They all must go to sleep, they won’t wake up. Why do you think they deserve it, dear sister? It’s because they shouldn’t done that to innocent people. They would meet a terrible fate if they did, but not to blasphemous but they are too slow and we are God. Maybe not our Lord but we are like cruel gods to those that stand in our way….They deserve to die, they all deserve to die!” Silence recalled the memories from her life before she became who she is right now. It wasn’t until Silence saw that there was the murder amongst pretty girls: The first girl was Rosemary. Rosemary is walking. The dismal face of the girl was slowly curling into a smirk. Rosemary's face began to fall apart. Her eyes rolled on the bottom of her chin like two marbles in a fishbowl, and her curled smile was pointing upward on the left side of her face while the smile turned into a creepy grin. Then, her face looked as if it was decaying while she walked faster and then fell down in anguish however there was a needle beside her. The second girl was Pansy. Pansy is sitting on the edge of her bed, looking very forlorn. She put his hands over his eyes and cried quietly for a full minute more when a voice says the words loudly, "DO IT" and in her hands a shotgun. She immediately puts the gun in her mouth and pulls the trigger. Gore and organic matter splatters the wall behind her, and she flies back with the force. The third girl was Ruth but friends called her ‘Rue’. Rue is picked up off the ground, levitated upwards on her back, and then Rue screamed as she burst into flames, instantly hurting her. She ran and fell into the pool as she drowned. There was a girl name Fenella that was being tortured. Fenella’s lips were burnt to a deep shade of red. Her face was turned into a pure white color, she felt the knife carved a smile into her cheeks and how the tormentor burned out the eyelids. Then holding a knife slowly raised and gutted the poor girl. There was another girl name Columbine, who screamed as someone who was slicing her stomach open, the person than removed entrails, put candy in there and stabbing Columbine in the heart. The fourth girl named Bellis is a lost cause: Bellis falls out a window from an airplane and her corpse against tombstone of her grave. There was the last girl name Violet. Violet went through tragedies of her sisters: Buttercup was a stillborn, Nettie has a nervous breakdown, and Orchid has an abortion. Violet suffered so much of images of her siblings inside her head that she took an overdose of medication and died. Someone was stalking and killing all of the other girls. That night; Silence was sleeping in her room as she had an image of Andrea peering over at her and mentions about the murdered girls: “It makes no difference... he deserved to die. They all deserve to die.” Said Andrea. She vanished but her voice echoed in Silence’s head: “You must have sensed it, she cannot see in your mind but perhaps you can see into hers. A life of waking from one nightmare only to find yourself deep in another. She is a prisoner, floating in darkness... Like the unborn in the womb... Soon, I will find her... And I will set her free...” The next day, Silence was listening to radio signals as she was trying to find Artem when she looked and saw her sister Andrea there. Andrea smirked at Silence as she said, “So tell me: how does it feel to abandon our dear friend? Hm, can't say I enjoyed it very much. I missed him too much.” She looked sad as she looked at a childhood drawing of what looks like her, the other sisters—including Silence, and a young boy who had a name next to him that says Artem. Silence looked pained at that name; Andrea saw her sad glance as she said: “You know what I think? I think you felt guilty for leaving him behind, and that's what kept you on the run.” Then, Silence and Andrea heard shouting from the building. “Hmm. Sounds like his feeble attempt to clean up their mess isn't going so smooth...Make no mistake: We are being hunted, Cynthia.” Andrea hissed, speaking out with Silence’s real name that made her stomach lurched. That night; Silence was sleeping in her room as she had an image of Andrea peering over at her and mentions about the murdered girls: “It makes no difference... he deserved to die. They all deserve to die.” Said Andrea. She vanished but her voice echoed in Silence’s head: “You must have sensed it, she cannot see in your mind but perhaps you can see into hers. A life of waking from one nightmare only to find yourself deep in another. She is a prisoner, floating in darkness... Like the unborn in the womb... Soon, I will find her... And I will set her free...” The next day, Silence was listening to radio signals as she was trying to find Artem when she looked and saw her sister Andrea there. Andrea smirked at Silence as she said, “So tell me: how does it feel to abandon our dear friend? Hm, can't say I enjoyed it very much. I missed him too much.” She looked sad as she looked at a childhood drawing of what looks like her, the other sisters—including Silence, and a young boy who had a name next to him that says Artem. 

Silence looked pained at that name; Andrea saw her sad glance as she said: “You know what I think? I think you felt guilty for leaving him behind, and that's what kept you on the run.” Then, Silence and Andrea heard shouting from the building. “Hmm. Sounds like his feeble attempt to clean up their mess isn't going so smooth...Make no mistake: We are being hunted, Cynthia.” Andrea hissed, speaking out with Silence’s real name that made her stomach lurched. There was a conversation coming from the radio between Constable Lazarro, his partner Blake Mistral, and Gideon Sullivan as they mentioned on kidnapping Artem and Jerome. Silence heard this in terror as Andrea looked at this with Mora, Kitty, and Polly also witnessing this. “Sullivan isn't fooling anyone. He has no intentions of leaving any witnesses, can't afford with blackmailing. Make sure you hold your ground or die, sister.” Warned Andrea. Silence went to track down Artem. After her mission ended and Artem and Jerome was safe; Silence turned off the TV before going to bed. At a later time in the dayspring; Andrea walked down the sidewalk as she skipped along the way. She was walking up and down the path when she spots a boy sleeping but it wasn't just a boy. It was a boy who looked cute, he was so perfect in anyway. Although sleeping; Andrea could make out different details about him: How he has tousled hair, black hair. His eyes were closed as his skin complexion was tanned and he wore attire that was all black with red and black shoes. Andrea blushed, he looked cute. He looked pretty. She grazed his cheek lightly with her hand however the boy stirred as he woke up. Andrea was so startled that she backed away but tripped and fell! The boy saw her and asked, "Are you OK?" He got up to help her, Andrea starred at him as she looked a bit embarrassed. The boy smiled, "You seem OK." He said. Andrea shrugged, "I guess I just fell..." She said. However; she looked up and he was gone. Andrea ran away as she hurried back to the dark apartment where she reunited with her sisters. Kitty and Polly were playing as they were yammering incoherently while Mora was cleaning and cooking but she saw Andrea panting as she was smiling. "You look happy, Sister." She said. "Sister, I saw someone today." Andrea said with excitement. "You did? What was it?" Mora asked. "A boy, he’s so amazing." Andrea claimed. Mora looked at her, "A boy?" She asked. "This boy is different. I like every part of him. Especially his eyes, they're beautiful." Andrea said dreamily. She managed to tell the sisters. Kitty and Polly did not care; they were wound up in their own little world! However after a few days, Andrea poisons the boy’s food and he dies. Andrea told what happened: "He was about to explode. He wants me put my mouth on it or at least give him a bucking bronco. He got all frustrated and annoyed, like she was offended that I’ve been willing to kiss. He sat there stroking away enthusiastically as he is moaning about how good it felt, while I pressed myself against the passenger door.  When he was almost finished, he said in a breathless voice, ‘Where do you want me to put it? Where should I pop? Can I put it on you or can you at least give me your hand?’ and also, ‘Oh my god, I am so embarrassed, I can't believe I just did that, but you are so beautiful I couldn't help it.' So I killed him after I excuse myself….I miss him…Miss him so much….” Andrea was upset at how horrible she thinks of him a lot. In the next day of midday; Silence Duguid walked to the fair, her hair pulled up in an elegant bun and in a cerulean blue dress. The dress has an elegant V neck, shoulder pleats draping comfily around her, and a cinched fabric around her waistline of her gown’s skirt. 


Her arm has her arm sling with a man that wore a tan-colored suit who glanced at a nervous Silence fiddling with a lanyard of the Leading Light around her neck. The man smiled kindly at Silence, “Do not fret, the show won’t start in over an hour. I’m sure you’ll have the chance to meet her.” He assured her in a gentle voice. Silence looked at the man, she smiled at him and nodded. Silence and the man walk to the circus tent however the ring master of the tent stopped them. “I’m sorry you cannot enter, may I ask why you are here?” He said. The man smiled, “I am Darko Maverick and this is my student Silence Duguid. We’re here for the meet and greet of Lady Amory.” He said. The ring master looked surprised, “Ah yes! She’s in here, come right in.” He replied, he led the two inside. The ring master glances at them before he smiled saying: “Your student here is to see Miss Cherie, is she not?” Darko nodded, “Yes, I’m here to support.” He replied. The ring master chuckled, “You’d be surprise on how much my debutante is excited to meet her.” The word ‘debutante’ made Silence shuddered a bit, she hated that word oh so very much! However, she managed to stay calm as much as she can. Silence and Darko passed all of the freaks, the jugglers, and clowns. Finally, they reached the trapeze as a young lady in a sky blue aerial costume; it was sequin and had a one shoulder strap. The layered lines feature a vintage but low leg line. The woman did a half turn, a pirouette, straight jumps, and splits. The woman eventually stopped a moment to catch her breath as the ring master called: “Cherie, come down here! Your biggest fan is here!” The woman glanced down to see Silence and smiled, she climbs down to meet Silence. “Well hello there, my muted fan. It’s good to see you again.” Greeted the woman. Silence smiled back at her, her cheeks were a pinkish red. This beautiful trapeze aerialist is Cherie Amory: She has a gorgeous British accent, dark black hair and a fair complexion that glowed as she appeared to be radiant. At once, Silence wrote her reply on a piece of paper and displayed it on there: “Good to see you, Miss Amory. Thank you for having me.” Cherie laughed, “No need to be formal. Call me Cherie.” She said. Cherie talked with Silence for a bit and offered her to try the trapeze. Silence agrees as she changed in the dressing room into a vertical striped leotard with a skirt; however Silence was no beginner on the trapeze. She did flips, somersaults, and catching the bar with ease as it swung by. Cherie watched her, spellbound. Silence landed on the other side as it was Cherie’s turn: “All right you show off!” She teased, “Let’s see if you can keep up with a professional.” She took the bar and did her usual routine, arching into a curve backwards and overturns in aerials, balancing her stunts and all she was trained for. There she went—Back and forth Cherie went until the subito cord begins to stretch further until it breaks. Cherie plummeted down to the ground, Silence gasped as she leaps and catch Cherie in her arms. Silence broke her fall but in the process, Cherie’s shoulder was sprained and dislocated it. Just then, a figure came emerging from the shadows. The figure, whoever it was, injected a serum into Cherie and all of a sudden, her dislocated was feeling a whole lot better but went to rest and the figure was already gone. After they left; Darko smiled, “You did good. Now Cherie will think highly of you.” He replied. Silence looked shy however Darko commented gently: “Look, I know you want to make good and you don’t have much self esteem but I have faith that you are stronger and special.” Silence written down her answer and showed it to him: “Thank you.” The next day, it was in the news but there were details that got mixed up! Silence rescued Cherie from falling to her death and Cherie broke her shoulder until Silence whipped out a syringe with a serum that helped her heal her shoulder! However, Silence thought the people who did the newspaper has become quite scandalous but she begins to have a vision of an angry Andrea who looked menacing in her stare. “Now you made yourself a target, sister. That hussy of a trapeze artist had to go and blab this shit!” There was anger in Silence’s eyes as Andrea looked surprised before a pleasant smile appeared on her face. “Oh…..! You want him to find you? Well, well, well….I’ll bet Artem will be intrigued by whatever plan you have.” Andrea remarked while giggling. The vision faded and Silence threw the newspaper down in anger! She has a memory of a woman wearing a long pink gown, messy hair, flowers in a garland crown and insanity in her aura. That was Silence’s mother, Abigail. "I will stop you, Mother. I won't let you hurt anyone else again." thought Silence. Abigail stared and her daughter, then she vanished.