Got another chapter of Phenomenon Serendipity, Sylver Eden is about to snap and there are some flashbacks that involved Katrina as well as the Wyvern Squad. please enjoy! --KatDon
Chapter 7
“C’mon Hawk! Just this once!” begged Sylver. Hawk pouted while trotting through the bazaar. “What’s the point of doing this?” He asked. “It’s just for fun!” protested Sylver. Hawk is suspicious, “Hmph!” He said. Sylver gave a pleading look, “Please?” She asked. Hawk sighed and puff his cheek, “OK.” He admitted. Sylver snaps her fingers, she points to the gypsies and her Corruption appeared during this as they were disguised as gypsies as well. “One more for the road, if you please.” Sylver said politely. The gypsies nodded with smiles as they played a song which causes Sylver begins to dance. She giggles as she took Hawk’s hooves and they dance. Then, Sylver does a foxtrot while Hawk hops around on his hooves. Katrina, Akito, Leila, Ryo, Yukiya and Ayano were also at the bazaar when they saw Sylver dancing and laughing. At that moment; Katrina, Akito, Leila, Ryo, Yukiya and Ayano hide behind a booth as they could see Sylver was dancing with a pig. She was doing vigorous and rhythmic dancing with clapping and stamping of her feet a little, Sylver smiled as she was moving her hips to the beat of the sound. “She’s unbelievable.” Ryo remarked. “Any chance she’s a fairy?” Akito asked. “Could be.” Katrina said. “Maybe an angel.” Leila replied. Watching Sylver; Leila remember from the MPD during the time that Katrina was with them during Salvatore’s mission where Leila, her friends and Katrina watch as Sylver was taking on the Infestations with her reliquary in her hands as she uses it to bash the monsters in their skulls. Her fighting abilities were vigorous, rhythmic and strong resemblances to Tae Kwon Do! Later, Sylver fought the Infestations because she is avenging a dying man in his Knightmare from the impact those beasts did to him! He had a family awaited and Sylver sang a hymn for him. In the present; the asylum was abandoned, eerie and an amber glow cast amongst some parts. Inside; there were hardly any lights in some chambers of the asylum but it was pitch black! There were moaning voices, laughter unhinged, drilling saws, agonizing screams and unsettling squishy sounds. Briar, Lelouch, Suzaku and Sylver looked in to see many terrors however they escaped the Abominations! That’s when they came across the map which is consisting of an outside courtyard, an inside lobby, several corridors containing offices, libraries, and security rooms, and a halfly flooded basement where the block's generator resides. It also contains a church. In one room; the violent patients are imprisoned. It contains several blocks of prison cells, is glued together by several airlocks, and has a shower-room at its heart. The underground sewer system of the asylum. A large system of wards where the male patients are treated. It also contains a cafeteria, laundry room, bathing room, and is suggested to be at the very back of the asylum as it as a large back exit leading into the courtyard. A courtyard arena where several maintenance sheds are housed. A large system of wards where the female patients are treated. It is suggested this is one of the oldest, if not the oldest, building in the asylum as female patients have been absent for some time and the entire building is extremely old and decaying. A brightly lit underground complex of offices, laboratories and security rooms dedicated to powering the complex's heart of an engine. This can be accessed by either several hangers that lead to outside or an elevator near the church. A fenced-in courtyard where the patients are given fresh-air and a few moments of recreation. Another outside courtyard where several guard posts and towers are stationed. A large block containing an old above-ground attic/storage room looking even older than the Female Ward. The next room has several arts-and-crafts tools housed in it, implying that this building was made to keep the patients busy with artistic tasks like sewing. Briar noticed Lelouch and Suzaku walking ahead, she stopped them while hissing: “Dammit Lelouch! You too Suzaku! Don’t think with your pricks, remember who’s got the gun. Just stay close.” She motioned them and Sylver to follow her. They explored and found the hospital which resembles a more modern combination of both aforementioned wards; the hospital is a large network of laboratories, patient-rooms, and plastic-wrapped corridors where the patients undergo the program. However, they heard someone coming and they hid to see an Abomination doctor straps a guy to a wheelchair, teases him with a way out, and then brings him into a disgusting room which is a public restroom complete with urinals. “Oh no.” whispered Briar. “I don’t like this.” Suzaku said softly. “What is this?” Lelouch muttered, he seemed nervous. Sylver whimpers a little. Just then, the doctor grins while he proceeds to cut off a finger on each of the guy's hands. Sylver lets out a sharp gasp. She, Briar, Lelouch and Suzaku turned away in disgust. The Abomination doctor heard Sylver and begins to chase the four however Suzaku took them out! Briar saves the guy however she saw an Abomination coming at her but she uses her powers to murder them! Briar, Sylver, Lelouch and Suzaku saw Medea killing the Abominations where her codename “MedyKate” is spouted out by one of the Abominations. Afterwards; Sylver is pacing the floor when she saw Chloe, Zoro, Sanji and Ban. “Got your call, you rang?” Chloe asked. “Yeah, good to see you guys. Come on, I got something to show you. Come with me.” Sylver replied. Sylver leads them to an elevator and the door close behind them. Then, they reached the down the basement and came across some sort of base that has all kinds of technology. Sylver spread her arms out, proud of herself. “Welcome to my very own Batcave, isn’t it spiffy?” Sylver said with exuberant. “More like the Creepy Cave. Surveillance here?” Zoro remarked. Sylver beamed, “Yup. A communications axis linking every satellite and server down here whenever I'm here sometimes. It warns me when trouble's coming, and guides me when trouble's here.” She explained. “Hmph. Must take a real genius to work huh.” Chloe said. A familiar voice made Chloe and the guys jumped to a chair turning around to reveal herself, “I don’t know about genius…but I do have ESP.” Pansy sat there with a beaming smile. She stood up while greeting Zoro, Sanji and Ban. “Sup Triple Blade! Black Boots! Greedy Fox! The gang’s all here!” Pansy was euphoric and very genuinely positive. “You as well.” Ban remarked. “Heh, I love get togethers.” Pansy giggled. “The Fury Sisters are giving us the inside scoop. Not to mention, we got Jeremiah Gottwald.” Sylver explained. “Orange Boy?” Chloe gasped. “Yup! The Loyal Orange of Emperor Lelouch vi Britannia! Things are about to get intensely flamboyant!” Pansy clarified. “I thought Lelouch was flamboyant.” Sylver replied. “Nah, Lulu is passionate but Orange is flamboyant!” Pansy declared. “So, where’s the shing ding that those Abominations are at?” Zoro asked. “Here at this castle looking fortress thingy.” Pansy said, showing what it was. Chloe and the boys look at it, “This is the place?” Chloe asked. “Aye miss! And you all peeps are gonna be the first. But don’t worry, we gonna have company so it’ll be fun!” Sylver said. “Yes, fun—fun—fun and watch all those monsters go boom!” Pansy said, leading Sanji, Chloe and Ban away. Zoro watched them go as he turned to Sylver, “Are you sure you wanna that little psycho brat? I mean, I heard from Briar about the Fury Sisters’ reputation…” He said. “I know but…They’ve changed.” Sylver said. Zoro wasn’t sure and was perturbed. In a while; the castle fortress was huge as Briar, the other agents and their allies were looking out for any Abominations. It was quite intense as they were trembling but managed to stay calm. There was a rattling sound from the gate as it slowly broke down and then it let out a crash noise. Just then; an army of 100,000 Abominations rushed over at Briar and the others. Briar looked at Luffy, who seemed surprised and she smiled. Luffy, as if he could know what she was thinking, nodded so Briar touched his shoulder for a moment and then walked over to the Abominations. At that moment; Briar drops 50,000 of them with one burst of Haki. Briar turned to Zoro and Sanji as she said, “No power in the ‘verse can stop me.” That’s when Juno faced her sisterhood and gave out a shout and speech. “What is it time for?” hollered Juno. “It’s time for war!” The sisterhood replied loudly. “What is it time for?” Juno exclaimed. “It’s time for blood!” The girls bellowed vocally. “What is it time for?” Juno shrieked. “It’s time for TEA!” The sisterhood shouted. “Why is that?” Juno demanded. “Somewhere it’s always time for tea!” The sisterhood shouted. “What else?” cried Juno. “This will be the end for the Abominations!” The sisterhood shouted. “What are we?” Juno asked loudly. “We’re homicidal!” The sisterhood replied in unison of shouts. “What are we gonna do?” Juno screamed. “Find a filthy metal spike, and drive it right in the middle of the Abominations' foreheads! The sisterhood screeched “How come?” demanded Juno. “This is our revolution!” protested the sisterhood with pride in their yells. “How?!” yelled Juno. “We’ve got the tools, we’ve got the time to punish a most worthy crime against humanity, we’ve been trained by the very best. We must eradicate the Abominations as revenge is a dish that is best served now!” The sisterhood cried, “Eradicate the enemy! Eradicate the enemy! Eradicate the enemy! Eradicate the enemy! Eradicate! Eradicate! Eradicate! Eradicate!” And they head out! While eradicating Abominations, they were singing to a song that made them shivered: “Into the Motherland the German army march! Fields of Prokhorovka, the heat of battle burned, Suffered heavy losses, the tide of war has turned. Driving back the Germans, fighting on four fronts, Hunt them out of Russia, out of Soviet land. Reinforce the frontline, force the Axis to retreat, Send in all the reserves, securing their defeat. Soldiers of the Union broke the Citadel, Ruins of an Army Axis rest in hell! The end of the Third Reich draws near, It's time has come to an end! The end of an era is near, it’s time to attack! Into the Motherland the German Army march! Comrades, stand side by side, to stop the Nazi charge! Panzers on Russian soil! Thunder in the east! One million men at war, the Soviet wrath unleashed! Onward Comrades! Armies of the Soviet Union, Charge! Oh, Mother Russia, union of lands! Will of the people, strong in command! Oh, Mother Russia, union of lands! Once more victorious, the Red Army stands!” In the meantime; Sylver was flitting around like a maniac. “THERE’S A STORM A-COMING! AT THE HORIZON!!” She exclaimed. “What? Somebody coming?” Meliodas asked. “Aye sir! I spy something with my little eye…Knightmares doth approached!” Sylver announced, looking through the binoculars. She saw something and then, Sylver put down the binoculars and smiled, “The Wyvern Squad.” She said. Her eyes bulged in horror, “THE WYVERN SQUAD?!” She exclaimed. “Katrina?” Briar asked. “Yes, I’m heading down below and get more ammo.” Sylver called, heading down below. “OK, be careful.” Briar hollered. Sylver nodded and duck in the dark cellar while she had her reliquary which worked like a communication device too as she heard her Corruptions. “You’re getting more ammo?” Jubil asked. “I need to stall them some time, the Abominations are coming in droves so we need to do something about these interlopers.” Briar replied. Chester chuckled darkly, “Interlopers? My, you really are growing up, my pet.” He retorted. “Are you the only one there?” Dormon asked. “Yes. For now, hopefully.” Sylver replied. “Sylver! Get out of there!” Maddox shouted. Sylver is confused, “Why?” She asked. However, someone grabbed her from behind. “Aaah! Mmmfff!” Sylver tried to scream but someone covered her mouth with his hand and said, “Don’t make a sound, I need you stay calm. Do what I say.” Sylver’s Corruption were shocked. “Sylver!” Maddox cried. “Oh no!” groaned Chester. Back out in the battlefield; everyone’s attention is captivated with Akito holding Sylver as a hostage. Juno is pissed, she tries to fight back but Maddox stepped in and rescued Sylver as he was angry at Akito for holding his ‘girl’ captive. Maddox becomes a protective father figure, yelling and punching him however Akito fought back, claiming it was part of the plan by Commander Malkal. Just then, Sylver stopped Maddox and giggled where she turns to Akito. Sylver smiled, “You have done something to me.” She said while laughing excitedly. Sylver stopped laughing and begins to sob, seeing the visions of the Abominations killing innocent people. “Merciful God please take me away! Make them stop! They're everywhere. Every city, every house, every room; they're all inside me! I can hear them all and they're screaming! I will close my ears and my heart and I will be a stone. Please God, make me a stone. I tell my sorrows to the stones...When I do weep, they humbly at my feet. Receive my tears and seem to weep with me.” Everyone stares at her with concern and perplexity. The Abominations laugh at her suffering, this made Juno angry as she attacks them but one of them trip her and kicked her while taunting her: “You stupid bitch, you don’t have the guts to take us on! You got nothing!” He then pulled out a chainsaw. He revved it up and leers at her. Juno felt terror come across her, however she saw Iris’s face in her head. Just then, she had images of Lelouch, Eren and Yuu in her head. That’s when fear turned into anger and she managed to kick him back. Juno struggles to her feet, “My heart is a weapon of war…my voice is my weapon of choice.” She has tears on her face while she cuts her arm and digs into her skin as she choked out: “An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth….A heart for a heart, a soul for a soul…” Juno sobbed while she said, “When we fight, we fight for the dream…We fight to the death…We FIGHT…..!!!!” As she screamed, she pulled out her vein: “…For control!!!” She bowed her head while saying, “Some call this justice, some call it karma…I call it REVENGE!!! This is our hostile takeover, our absolute rebellion to the end…OUR BATTLE CRY!!” Juno raised her head, revealing her Fury form and smiled darkly. “Better make your move, I’m giving you a head start—you’re going to need it!” She declared. The Abominations roared and ran at her, but Juno did acrobatics and took them out. In the meantime; the Abominations each encountered Eren, Jean, Yuu, Kimizuki, Lelouch, Suzaku, Akito, Ryo, Ban and Jeremiah as the Abominations mocked them. They were taunting them about their pasts, betrayals and how it could be a lie. This caught them by surprised as they gave a ponder into their memories however they recalled their reasons for what they do! “You think we got no honor? No shame?” Eren questioned. “You don’t think we have anything else to live for? You lost your humanity and pass the point of no return.” Jean pointed out. “Did you think I would give up so easily? Like hell!” Yuu said. “I wouldn’t give up, if it was a lie—I would go on until the end!” Kimizuki remarked. “Regardless, it’s all a game to you. It’s an entertainment of seeing people suffer. You don’t see how others suffer any longer.” Lelouch replied. “There’s too much blood being shed, suffering happens to the best of us sometimes.” Suzaku said. “Despite what you said, I show no fear in the face of death.” Akito retorted. “You don’t know what we achieve, what I achieve, what my friends achieve….A world like this needs hope.” Ryo answered. “Hell, hope makes fear crumble. If I’m lucky, maybe left for dead, I would have my spirit that lives on.” Ban said. “You show no mercy? Well, nobody will against you.” Jeremiah rejoined. “Nobody will miss you and we’ll take no blame.” Zoro articulated. “Call it our battle cry, you bastard.” Uttered Sanji. They were ready to fight. “I’m giving you a head start—you’re going to need it.” Eren provoked. “Go ahead and make my day! I’m giving you a head start—you’re going to need it.” Goaded Jean. “Bring it on! I’m giving you a head start—you’re going to need it.” Defied Yuu. “I’m giving you a head start—you’re going to need it.” Kimizuki incited. “Good luck getting through to me. I’m giving you a head start—you’re going to need it.” Prompted Lelouch. “I won’t back out. I’m giving you a head start—you’re going to need it.” Persuaded Suzaku. “I’d be happy to help you die. I’m giving you a head start—you’re going to need it.” Akito converted. “I’m giving you a head start—you’re going to need it.” Induced Ryo. “I’m giving you a head start—you’re going to need it.” Ban cajoled. “Give it all you got! I’m giving you a head start—you’re going to need it.” Zoro dared. “You don’t scare me--I’m giving you a head start—you’re going to need it.” Sanji declared. “In the name of my loyalty for Lelouch vi Britannia--I’m giving you a head start—you’re going to need it.” Jeremiah affirmed. And then, they all butchered the Abominations! Later on; Katrina, Akito, Leila, Ryo, Yukiya and Ayano got a call about something suspicious coming from one mansion. So they head over there as they enter inside: the white walls of the Georgian house that was very reminiscent of a gallery, making the people in the setting seem like pieces of art to be examined. But what Katrina and the others saw was pure terror: there were bloody splatters on the circular shaped chair, crimson handprints and smears on the porcelain coffee set, bloody handprints on the curtains and table cloths. The chairs are decorated with blood spatters. There are also bloody dinner plates and disfigured flatware. Mutilated corpses of Abominations scattered all around, “It’s like hell here.” Katrina remarked. “Indeed.” Leila said. “Man, who did this mess?” Ryo complained. Then, they managed to reach the parlor and found something shocking: Juno is all naked on a couch aside from some stockings, holding a fan in her hand and covering her breasts. Juno smiled coquettishly, “Oops! Sorry, you weren’t the one I was waiting but won’t you keep me hot to trot until my client arrives.” She said. Katrina was thunderstruck. “Juno Storm, what’s this?” She demanded. Juno gestured to the other room, “Hide in the other room, I’ll let you know when they’re gone. OK?” She instructed. Katrina and the others heard footsteps as they hurried in the room. They heard voices from the parlor: “Hey there, it’s my little honey pot! Wanna have some fun?” The voice of the Abomination leered. “Sure, why don’t you come closer and see the goodies?” Juno replied in a sexy tone. “Surrrreeee.” The Abomination said. It was quiet when there was a sound of a knife cutting flesh, Katrina shivered. “Oh God.” Ayano groaned. “Crap!” muttered Ryo. The Abomination man screamed until there was more cutting fleshy sounds that made everyone uneasy until it stopped. “OK, you can come out now.” Juno called. Katrina fumbles the door and opens it. Katrina, Leila, Akito, Ryo, Yukiya and Ayano peeked out to see Juno with her back to them, her robe covering below the waist as she slipped her robe on. She tied her robe on and turned around. Juno smiles, “See something you like?” She asked flirtatiously. Katrina and the gang saw the bloodshed while also a trace of blood alongside Juno’s forehead. She went behind a sliding door that showed her silhouette as she slipped her robe off her shoulders and it tumble to the floor around her legs. Then, Juno places on a flowing bias cut green silk gown and appeared as she smiled at Katrina and the others before walking away. After cleaning herself for awhile; Juno was in the bath, she crossed her legs while musing in her own thoughts. “How’s the temperature?” asked her Corruption, interrupting her thoughts. “Perfect. It smells wonderful.” Juno said with a content sigh. She wiped the foggy window and looked out to see beautiful scenery. “My, with scenery like this, there’s nothing for me to look forward for me than taking baths. Once in a while, it would be nice to have a little scandal and drama around here. I need some excitement.” She said. “Don’t forget about the dinner party, you don’t want to be late do you?” The Corruption reminded. “Yes m’lady, I haven’t forgotten.” Juno replied. Later changing into trying on clothes and picking a good one; Juno drives to the mansion for the lavish party there. She exited the car, close the door and locked her car, she walked up to the front door as she entered the party which was in full swing of people talking, drinks of champagne being served and music. While walking around; Juno recognized a familiar face, “Oh C2! I’ve been looking all over for you! Thought you weren’t going to make it.” She said. C2 smiles calmly, “I’m here, aren’t I?” She said. From afar, girls were gossiping about her. “God, I can’t stand Juno Storm! Who does she think she is?!” One girl snapped. “What a primadonna, she gets what she wants. Bet she’s got boys all love-struck and wrapped around her finger. She spends like mad and is blunderous.” Gossiped another girl. Juno is bored but she is dancing behind the counter, her dancing feet as she is stuck behind a booth in her clothes. Later, Juno was busy socializing with other people, laughing and talking however Juno saw someone that caught her eye and turned to one of the girls. “Who’s that?” Juno asked, pointing to the boy. The gossipy girl looked over and her eyes lightened up, “Oh! That’s Akito Hyuga, a loner isn’t he? My, he’s a pretty boy and is affiliated with Leila Malkal.” She said. Juno looked impressed, “Dashing, easy on the eyes.” She said. “Yes, but he has quite a psychotic reputation. He’s considered dangerous.” The gossipy girl. But that was going to change as Juno came to Leila who was running a meeting and she decides to be formal. “My name is Juno Storm, I like to request something.” Juno said. “Anything, what is it?” said Leila. “I’m a business lady who would like to invest in creating a project to help a certain operation.” Juno said. Leila was surprised, “What kind of operation?” She asked. “Everyone here is proving something and we’re talking of very competitive people here. And I am one of them; the operation has to do with the process of taking out the Abomination. I like someone to help me out with that.” Juno said. “Do you see anyone of your particular interest?” Leila asked. Nodding; Juno looked around while walking as she said, “Looking…Looking….Still looking…” Then, she saw Akito and smiled seductively while pointing him out. “Ah, found one.” Juno said. The crowd gasps, Lieutenant Colonel Claus Warwick—one of Leila’s trusted men--was confused. “For whom, m'lady?” He asked. Juno pointed him out again, “Him. Lieutenant Akito Hyuga.” She said. “Lieutenant Hyuga is an escort for Commander Malkal, madam. But I'm sure any of our great gentlemen would be proud to...” protested Claus. “I said Akito Hyuga.” Juno claimed. Claus gives her a look. “He will not consider it, madam.” He said. Leila gritted her teeth and exclaimed, “Oh, yes, he will!” Akito stepped forward and raised his voice, “Yes, I will.” Juno felt her lips curved into a smile. Akito stared at her intensely, he has a disdained look that made Juno feel luscious. The next hour later; the Corruption woman leaves the hall with intention of walking around the house. But before she can do this, Juno calls her into a detached room. “M'lady!” Her Corruption came closer to her, “Mistress Storm, what are you doing in here? What are you up to?” She demanded. “I don't know about this, how much do I have to bear with these bastards?” Juno griped. “Oh Mistress, don't say that!” chided her Corruption. “They only care about is their personal matters!” complained Juno. “Not all of them!” assured her Corruption. “I DON'T KNOW THAT!!!!” exclaimed Juno. “Shhh, keep your voice down.” Shushed her Corruption. “They don't know a damn about me, why should they? They are so bound to their pristine lives so much that I want to stab them all to death, and then play around with their blood.” Protested Juno. “Don't talk like that, you don't hate them anyway. I don't see why you just don't leave the rich lifestyle madam.” Her Corruption said. “Because I want to fit in. Ugh!” groaned Juno. “Mistress, you haven't forgotten what the Abominations did to Iris. When they did to her and her friends, in bloody massacre....Oh god.” Her Corruption said. “I know, I'm sorry. I'm just....Rich people can't treat others that aren't wealthy and see them as peasants. RICH PEOPLE ARE PEASANTS FOR ALL I CARE!!!!” Juno yelled. “Calm down!” chided her Corruption. “I hate wealthy assholes till I die! I can't think of anything bad enough to call 'em...” Juno grumbled. Her Corruption sighed, “OK, just please contain yourself. Give yourself a minute to calm down and collect yourself.” She said calmly. She turned and walked out. Juno grunted, she throws a vase to the wall in anger. She sank to the floor, hands seizing the strands of hair while she wept. Just then, she felt a shadow upon her. “Has the war started?” Akito asked. Juno was stunned, she turned around in shock to see him. “How long have you been listening? You’ve been there the entire time?” She demanded. Akito looked at her, “Quiet enough to hear that.” He said. Juno whirled around and stood up, “You crazy….” She stammered. “So, it’s true. You’re the survivor who lost her dear cousin and her friends in that horrendous Pitfall….As you claim.” Akito said. Juno felt her heart in her throat, “How did you know that?” She whispered. “I’ve been listening.” Akito stated. Juno laughed a little, “Liar, there’s no way.” She said. “I heard you come down the stairs and muttering that, you got your parents arrested for the abuse you suffered with evidence. And they went away for life.” Akito stated. Juno gasped, she couldn’t believe her ears. Akito saw her vulnerability, then the psychotic sneer was beautifully enticing on his face. Juno felt alarmed, her heart pounding in her chest while she uttered soft gasps from her supple pink lips. She turned and glared at him, “You, sir, are no gentleman.” She rebuked. “And you, miss, are no lady.” Akito said, his sneer faded. Juno felt him behind her, Akito’s hand touched her slender shoulders as his fingers running through her locks, he whispers in her ear: “You don’t know me, but I know what you are. You can’t escape me.” She gasped softly, he leers that crazy smirk he seems to like to put on a lot. Juno turned and smiled alluring at him. She leaned over, her hand behind his head and whispers in his ear, “There’s a storm coming, you don’t know what’s at stake. You have no idea what I’m about, do you?” She pulled away and walks off however while she did so. Juno looked around and saw someone in the room so she watched Ryo and his friends from afar. While she spied on them; Juno saw Ryo, Yukiya and Ayano. Ryo was watching the news while Yukiya seems to enjoy the destruction of their enemies, his gleeful beautiful façade however Ayano was worrisome. Juno then saw Abominations prowling around so she decides to face them. Against the Abominations; Juno falls into a vat of icy cold water and nearly drowned until Akito saved her, it was then Juno’s body was nearly under normal temperature and place in a warm chamber to recover for warmer clothes, the heater and a toasty comforter. But Juno kept saying Akito’s name. Juno was unconscious in her slumber coma but felt hands touching her hair, smoothing it and stroking it. Hands touching her face gently, her head nodded sideways slowly in her sleep. Juno felt some sort of cold liquid against her wounded skin. She stirred in her sleep; hands slowly clenched slowly and bit her lip slowly in her coma. She arched her back in her back, convulsed around and her slender legs rose up a bit while Akito sneers at her alluringly. It felt like a dream where Juno woke up with gasps as she looked around while Akito was beside her. Juno was panicking however Akito put a hand on her leg. “Don’t be scared, I would never hurt you, OK? You’re not a bad person, I really think you are something better.” Akito assured her. Juno begins to cry, “Are you afraid I’m going to kill myself?” She blubbered. “Why are you doing this to yourself? What are you willing to do?” asked Akito. “I’m gonna make the Sisterhood stronger and SLAUGHTERED every Abomination that crosses my path!!!” Juno exclaimed. She lies back down while Akito put a hand on her forehead, “You’re warm, Juno.” He remarked. Just then; Akito hears noises as he decides to check it out and found an old lady Abomination who assaults him and binds him. Akito held out his wrists and he wouldn’t move his arms. His eyes were down and he held out his hands. The old woman was about to hurt him however she is hit from behind and felt himself freed. The old woman collapses on top of him and shudders, then lies still. Akito opens his eyes, wondering why she's stopped, why he's been spared. He sits up slowly, confused. Akito looks over at the old woman lying unconscious in the grass. He looks up. There's someone standing over her, silhouetted against the wallpaper. He looked and saw it was Juno. She casually drops her weapon to the ground, its underside dark and wet with the old woman's blood. They stare at each other, gauging, assessing. Juno said to Akito, “If you agree to help me, I will get you back to your lady commander safely.” She said to him. When the old woman woke up, she saw Juno and Akito standing over her. Juno made the straps tighter on her. The old woman cried out in pain. Juno used them on the creepy old woman, while Akito watched as Juno plunged the leech deeper and deeper as blood spluttered out! It looked like it really hurts and so much squirted out. Meanwhile; Stephanie was having a soda when she notices two men but to her horror, it’s the men from the facility that belonged to Marcello Hallows however the men were winking and catcalling in Russian. Luckily; they don’t recognized Stephanie, so she plays along and sits with them with a seductive tone and spoke in surprisingly good Russian. “Top of the morning gents.” Stephanie greeted. The gentlemen wolf whistles, “Hello beautiful!” One of them said. “Never seen you around here. Where you've been toots?” said the second. Stephanie shrugs, “So who are you men?” She asked. “Oh I'm a factory worker. He's a farmer. What about you?” The first gentleman asked. Stephanie laughs a little, “I'm a recluse, really. My family was broken, tortured and exposed by factory workers and farmers.” She said. The gentlemen looked at each other nervously until hell broke loose when Stephanie shows her scars as the men recognized her, they attempted to flee however she used her psychic powers to catch them and brings them back. Stephanie took a hold of their knife and looks at it, “‘Justice and Mercy.’? Did you bastards give us children any mercy?” She demanded. “Please, you were kids with issues…We were under orders...” The first men begged. “Ha, issues? Correction—You called us ‘retarded brats’. You’d think we’d forgotten?” Stephanie hissed. She knocked the guy out and tortured the second guy who utters out: “Who are you?” In English; Stephanie spoke her reply, “I’m Frankenstein’s Monster who just killed my creator.” And killed him. Meanwhile as they were coming back; Katrina and the gang were back at the corporation where an unexpected visitor has arrived. Sylver had come to forgive Ayuta from before however Leila didn’t mind. Anna Clement appeared before her friend, “Sylver Eden is here, Commander Malkal.” Captain Clement announced. “Very good.” Leila replied. Katrina sighed, “Oh god…” She moaned. “What?” Leila asked. “She’s gonna make a dramatic entrance. Just watch.” Katrina said. “Hmm.” Akito said. Sylver approached with a foldable fan in her face and folded on one side while looking mysterious and grins. “The hell?” Ryo exclaimed. Yukiya grinned, “Theatrical is she!” He said. “Show off.” Katrina muttered. “Oh.” Ayano and Leila gasped. Akito sneered a little, “She’s impressive.” He said. Grinning; Sylver curtsy while sitting down, “Good evening Commander. Hello Lieutenant Hyuga—my, you’re looking dashing. Ryo, my friend, may I say you look dastardly charming.” She commented. “Hmph.” Ryo scoffed. “What are we chopped liver?” Katrina joked. “Oops! Sorry!” Sylver said with a giggle. “From Evermore, correct?” Leila asked. Sylver nodded, “Yes commander, I’ve come on behalf of Briar Devlin.” She said. “Why didn’t she come here herself?” Leila asked. “Well, she’s…very busy…” Sylver said. “I see.” Leila replied, suspicious. “Well, maybe you can stay here for a little. I’m sure she won’t mind.” Ryo offered. “I don’t think that’s possible. I’m sure she’ll be worried about me soon.” Lily said. “Oh don’t fret, you’re welcome here anytime.” Leila said kindly. “I really can’t do that, miss!” Sylver blurted out. Everyone turned to her in confusion and Sylver sighed deeply. “You see, she doesn’t know I’m here.” She said. Leila gasped, “She did not send you?” She asked. “No madam, this was my idea. I know it was a terrible lie, but I’m running out of options. I’m friggin’ compulsive—it’s ridiculous.” Leila, Akito, Ryo, Yukiya and Ayano were speechless as they looked at Katrina who just smiled at her.
However; the Holy Knights contacted Katrina and the Wyvern Squad so Kat, Akito, Leila, Ryo, Yukiya and Ayano met with them as they are told to them about their point of view about Rosemary. Katrina and the gang sat as they faced the firing squad. Then, Katrina explains about the story of how she, Leila, Akito and the others encountered with Rosemary and her sisters. It started out when Katrina saw Akito, Leila, Ryo, Yukiya and Ayano confronted by Infestations however Katrina made herself not seen as she uses her powers to save Leila and her friends! The five of them escaped but they ran into a bunch of thugs nevertheless Katrina followed Akito, Leila and the others! The thugs bullied and taunted Leila, who looked a little scared but stood strong. “Aww, are you scared?” One of the guys mocked to Leila and the others. “Let’s see if this’ll help.” Another guy said, holding a knife. Just then, a voice spoke out firmly: “Hey! Leave ‘em alone. I don’t like your attitude.” The goons turned as they saw Katrina sauntered in and they grinned. “Well lookie here, Little Miss Heroine coming to save a bunch of yellow bellied saps. How sweet.” Laughed one of the guys. “It’s fine, we got this.” Ryo reassured Katrina. Katrina gave him and the others a look, “Do you? Looks like a bunch of punk ass creeps are preying upon good people. Wanna try me bastards?” She retorted. The goons were angry, the leader was even more pissed. “Oooh yeah hon, c’mon boys—let’s show her.” Said the leader. The others laughed, the leader punched Katrina who slammed against the wall. “Ow! Baby, you hurt me…NOT!!!” Katrina pointed to her wound which healed on its own. “The hell?!” One of the goons demanded. “Aww hell!” The leader cried. Katrina smirked at them, “What’s the matter? You scared? Let’s see if this’ll help.” She said. And begins to use her psychokinesis powers against them. Akito, Leila, Ryo, Yukiya and Ayano were watching in horror. “AAAAAHHHHH!!!!” The first goon screamed. “Come on, lady, we were just—Auuuugggghhhh!” The second yelled. And were thrown out. Katrina smirked and turned to the leader. “You want some?” She purred. “Hey, I don’t like these bastards, OK?” The leader claimed. He scampered away with Katrina chuckling. “Ha, and stay out.” She called. Katrina turned to Leila, Akito, Ryo, Yukiya and Ayano as she approached them. “Are you guys OK?” She inquired. “Yes, thank you.” Leila said. Katrina smiles, “My pleasure.” She said. Ayano stared at her, “So, it was you—You eradicated those things!” She claimed. “I’m gonna let you in on a little secret, those ‘things’ are monsters who were once human but are at the point of no return to whom they were once before.” Katrina explained. “I wish we could do more as a way to show you our gratitude.” Leila replied. Katrina leaned in, “You have me word, commander, I got you.” She vowed. She is about to turn and leave when Ryo spoke out, “Can we at least get your name?” Katrina stops and turns to them, “Katrina Salvatore.” She said. “You’re dangerous?” Yukiya asked. “Not really.” Katrina replied. Ryo laughed, “Don’t want you to get hurt.” He said. Katrina leaned in, “I’m just getting started, Ryo.” She said. Meanwhile; Captain Anna Clement was working alone when she heard a knock on the door, followed by a female voice who said: “Knock Knock. Room service.” Captain Clement was confused, she opened the door and then she went flying while hitting her head against the computer machine. Walking in; Rosemary leaned over to Anna who was shaken with trepidation, “I wouldn't worry yet if I were you. It's just a psychological manifestation common among other females. She thinks she's a patriot to a cause. Though I can't say much for this harlot's condition; I mean, there's a hole in the jacket... and the mind appears to be a little bit damaged.” Rosemary reported. Anna crumpled in fear, “Why... are you... doing this?” She asked. Rosemary almost laugh, “Doing? I'm doing what any sane person in my appalling circumstances would do...I'm going mad!” She exclaimed. She bent down and said, “It really is a shame your friend will miss my debut, Annie. Sadly, our venue wasn't built with the four eyes in mind...” She said with a smirk. Later; Anna breathes shakily while her hands were enclosed in Leila’s hands, apologizing while crying. Leila comforts her however she, Akito and the others found a tape so they played it: Rosemary was seen pink patterned corset, bloomers with lace frill, camisole, smooth bodice, blue wide ribbon for wais and pink pointe ballet shoes. She begins singing hauntingly pretty, “Despite the lies that you're making, Your love is mine for the taking. My love is. Just waiting. To turn your tears to roses....Despite the lies that you're making, Your love is mine for the taking. My love is. Just waiting. To turn your tears to roses. I will be the one that's gonna hold you, I will be the one that you run to. My love is. A burning, consuming fire...No! You'll never be alone! When darkness comes, I'll light the night with stars. Hear the whispers in the dark. No! You'll never be alone! When darkness comes, you know I'm never far, Hear the whispers in the dark….I'm just a step away, I'm just a breath away. Losin' my faith today, Fallin' off the edge today. I am just a man, Not superhuman, I'm not superhuman--Someone save me from the hate. It's just another war, Just another family torn. Falling from my faith today, Just a step from the edge, Just another day in the world we live! I need a hero to save me now, I need a hero, save me now, I need a hero to save my life! A hero'll save me, just in time!....The countdown begins to destroy ourselves!...I'm awake I'm alive, Now I know what I believe inside. Now it's my time, I'll do what I want 'cause this is my life. Here, right here--Right now, right now. Stand my ground and never back down, I know what I believe inside! I'm awake and I'm alive!...Waking up, waking up! Waking up, waking up! Waking up, waking up!...In this world you tried, Not leaving me alone behind. There's no other way, I prayed to the gods let him stay. The memories ease the pain inside, Now I know why...All of my memories keep you near, In silent moments imagine you here. All of my memories keep you near, Your silent whispers, silent tears….The burning desire, To live and roam free. It shines in the dark, And it grows within me. You're holding my hand but you don't understand. So where I am going, you won’t be in the end, I'm dreaming in colors. Of getting the chance, Of dreaming of trying the perfect romance. The search of the door, to open your mind. In search of the cure of mankind, Help us were drowning...So close up inside. Why does it rain, rain, rain down on utopia? Why does it have to kill the ideal of who we are? Why does it rain, rain, rain down on utopia? How will the lights die down, telling us who we are?...I will wander 'til the end of time, torn away from you. I pull away to face the pain, I close my eyes and drift away. Over the fear that I will never find, A way to heal my soul. And I will wander 'til the end of time, Torn away from you....My heart is broken. Sweet sleep, my dark angel. Deliver us from sorrow's hold, Or from my hard heart….We all live...We all die. That does not begin to justify you. It's not what it seems, Not what you think. No, I must be dreaming. It's only in my mind, Not in real life. No, I must be dreaming….I feel so untouched and I want you so much, That I just can't resist you. It's not enough to say that I miss you. I feel so untouched right now, need you so much somehow. I can't forget you, Goin' crazy from the moment I met you….From the mouths of babes to the power of men, I make it all new again. Hold my hand, hold my hand 'cause I can't touch the ground--The carousel goes around, round and round. The addiction, the friction, it burns you alive. So illegal, no evil is seen with these eyes. I won't tell if you won’t and I will if you want, Nothing is sacred, don't care if it's wrong. I'm your Lolita, La Femme Nikita. When we're together, you'll love me forever. You're my possession, I'm your obsession! Don't tell me never, you'll love me forever! Always stay close to me, Don't think of leaving. And I promise, I will keep our secret…secret, secret...How can I decide what's right, When you're clouding up my mind? I can't win your losing fight, All the time. Not gonna ever own what's mine, When you're always taking sides. But you won't take away my pride. No, not this time...Not this time. How did we get here? When I used to know you so well. How did we get here? Well, I think I know how. There is something I see in you, It might kill me, I want it to be true....” Just then, there was a video call from Rosemary who is put through and she greets Katrina as well as the others. But Leila cuts the chase. “Care to explain how this got in here?” asked Leila. Rosemary gave a coquettish smile, “I put it there.” She said. Leila nodded, “I see.” She replied. “What? You don’t like it?” Rosemary asked. “I think these people would be interested to know how you broke in.” Leila retorted. Rosemary snickered, “If you were really gonna tell, you already would’ve.” She taunted. “Really? How did you know I haven’t already?” Leila demanded. Rosemary ignored her and continue to speak, “So... I see you received the message I sent you. I'm glad. I did so want you to be here. You see it doesn't matter if you catch me...Anna's been driven mad. I've proved my point. I've demonstrated there's no difference between me and everyone else! All it takes is one bad day to reduce the sanest person alive to lunacy. That's how far the world is from where I am. Just one bad day. You had a bad day once, am I right? I know I am. I can tell. You had a bad day and everything changed. You had a bad day, and it drove you as crazy as everybody else... Only you won't admit it! You have to keep pretending that life makes sense, that there's some point to all this struggling! God you make me want to puke. I mean, what is it with you? What made you what you are? Betrayed by a loved one, maybe? Losing your parents and left as an orphan? Something like that, I bet. Something like that...Something like that happened to me, you know. I'm not exactly sure what it was. Sometimes I remember it one way, sometimes another... If I'm going to have a past, I prefer it to be multiple choice! But my point is... My point is, I went crazy. When I saw what a bloody, awful truth the world was, I went crazy as a coot! I admit it! Why can't you? I mean, you're not unintelligent! You must see the reality of the situation.” Akito glares at her, “What situation of reality? The fact you broke in and caused pain to a comrade.” He said. “We were just having some fun, we weren’t gonna go kill her. She’s innocent, misunderstood but certainly evil.” Pansy pointed out. “Still, that was worse than death.” Ryo pointed out. “Maybe. But hey, I simply have a degree in psychological manifesting other minds.” Rosemary said, tossing her hair over her shoulder. “Guess I shouldn’t aggravate the psycho.” Akito remarked. Rosemary leered at Akito from the screen, “You know, pretty boy, I like what I’ve been hearing about you—Especially the name…Akito Hyuga. Rework it a bit and you get aikido.” She replied. Akito looked at Katrina in surprise and turned back to Rosemary, “That’s what Katrina said, don’t worry I heard it before.” He replied. Rosemary looked seductively, “It’s a name that puts a smile on my face!” She said. She simpers at Akito and Ryo both as she said with a wave, “Keep things interesting for me. Ciao!” And the transmission ended! Leila sighed, while brushing the hair from her face. “She’s certainly a complicated young maiden.” Leila remarked. “Indeed, she’s really something.” Katrina concurred. “I propose we rebel against her.” Ryo suggested. Katrina grinned, “I’m all for that!” She exclaimed. Just then, there was another transmission direct to the public: Rosemary curtsy and grinned unstably, “Good evening, people of this mad world! Some of our crazier guests have crashed the party early, and when I say crazy, I mean REAL psycho. Word of warning, if anyone sees a rich fool picking on a Japanese with that hideous E word or hurting anyone innocent, please be able to do your civic duty. Walk up to them, put your arm around them, show them that you care before you wring their necks!” She exclaimed. The next day was when things got strange yet terrifying: Notes were placed around. The first note was addressed to Ryo: “Dear Ryo, what a charming battlefield! Akito enjoyed a great success. We were hardly bereft when the monsters left. Otherwise, the battle was entrancing but the fighting was a lamentable mess.” Ryo was annoyed, wondering who wrote it but Katrina knew and mentioned it was Rosemary. The second note was addressed to Yukiya: “Dear Yukiya, just a brief reminder—The explosives has not been paid. Send it care of the Fury by return of post. No one likes a debtor, so it's better if my orders are obeyed!” The third note was addressed to Akito: “Akito: Do not fear for your safety, the Angel of Music has Leila under my wing. Make no attempt to see her again.” The fourth note was addressed to Ayano: “Darling Ayano: Your days of the Wyvern Squad are not numbered. Akito will be fighting on your behalf tonight. Be prepared for a great misfortune, should you attempt to take his place.” And the fifth and last note was addressed to Leila: “Commander of Wyvern Squad, I have now sent you several notes of the most amiable nature, detailing how my plan is to be run. You have not followed my instructions; I shall give you one last chance. Akito has returned to you, and I am anxious his career should progress. In the new production of the mission, you will therefore cast Ryo as a pawn and put Lieutenant Hyuga in the role of the knight. The role which Akito plays, calls for charm and appeal which makes my casting, in a word, ideal. I shall watch the theatre of war from my normal seat in box 5, which will be kept empty for me. Should these commands be ignored, a disaster beyond your imagination will occur, I remain, my friends, your obedient servant, Rosemary Fury.” It made everyone outraged. “Akito!?” Ryo cried. “Whatever next?” Leila replied. “It's all a ploy to help Akito.” Ayano gasped. “This is insane!” Yukiya claimed. “Can you believe it?!” demanded Akito. “I will not let my allies become pawns for this girl’s entertainment. No, I refuse!” Leila confirmed. “And you won’t have to, Commander. Simply, we will use decoys—Not people. We’ll cause the chaos to Rosemary, no lives will be at state.” Katrina said. “You may be bulletproof but not this world.” Ryo said. “Every downside there is an upside.” Katrina said. And she proved herself right, she and the others used decoys and seemed to fool Rosemary however she knew of their plan and ambush them with another video broadcasted with her wearing a red satin dress that has a laced bodice, a skirt with a train, and a bow bustle that is lined in black. “Dearest darlingest people, there's been some confusion over here in this world. But of course, I'll care for my sisters and I'll rise above it for I know that's how you'd want me to respond. However, there's two problems for you see one of them....is unusually, exceedingly peculiar and altogether quite impossible to describe....The other? Blonde! Let me ask you something...what is this feeling so sudden and new? I felt the very moment I laid eyes on these people. I could feel my pulse rushing....My head reeling....Gasp! My face flushing...! What is this feeling? Fervid as a flame. Does it have a name? Yes! YES IT DOES!....Loathing, unadulterated loathing my friends! For their faces, their voices, their clothing.....Let's just say, I loathe it all!” Rosemary grinned and turned to her sister Pansy who had her back to her. “What’s happening out there, sister?” Rosemary asked. “I’m giving out cotton candy to the children, they seem to buy it.” Pansy squealed. Katrina was confused, Yukiya snickered. It shows footage of children eating cotton candy however something bad happens: The children is overcome with hallucinations in the cotton candy and attacked their loved ones! Captain Clement was crying, Ryo looked angry. “Crazy bitch!” He exclaimed. Rosemary’s face appeared where she looked angry, “I TOLD YOU!!!! GO AGAINST ME, A DISASTER BEYOND YOUR IMAGINATION WOULD OCCUR!!!” She screamed. She then laughed maniacally. Katrina grinds her teeth, “It’s on!” She declared. Moments later; Katrina, Akito, Leila, Ryo, Yukiya and Ayano headed out to try and stop them in the Knightmares but saw Rosemary and Pansy amongst the crowd so it was harder for Katrina and her allies to take them out. That’s when the strangest thing happened: Gypsies were using medicine which cured the children from their insanity, Rosemary is baffled however she then has a vision and screams: “SISTER!!!” At once, Rory Leigh appeared and took down the Infestations. She pressed the button on a pen like device which it spoke: “YOU FAILED SISTER. AGAIN. I MANAGE TO FIND A CURE IN YOUR INSANE DRUG AND GOT THE GYPSIES TO HELP ME OUT. HOW DOES IT FEEL THAT YOU FAILED? MAD? SCARED?” Rosemary gritted her teeth, “She’s got something of mine all right. Ugh! I feel like I’m losing my grip and falling to certain death.” She muttered to herself however she came up with an idea. Later while she saw Akito alone; Rosemary appears and under in the guise of Akito's mother. Akito falls under her spell, easily. Katrina & Leila enter the scene and bring Akito back to reality. Leila lock lips with Akito but then Rosemary laughed, “Bravo, Maid of Orleans, such spirited words!” She exclaimed. Leila whirled around as the others hid in the distance and called out, “More tricks, dark mistress?” She retorted. “Let's see, Maid of Orleans, how far you dare go!” Rosemary barked. Her psychic powers attacking Leila, who dodges them, “More deception? More violence?” She hollered. “That's right, that's right, Maid of Orleans! Keep walking this way!” Rosemary taunted. “You can't win by making innocent people your prisoners!” Leila exclaimed. Rosemary laughs excitedly, “I'm here, I'm here, Maid of Orleans: the angel of music!” She taunted, “Come on, come on, Maid of Orleans! Don't stop, don't stop!” Angry; Akito called out, “Stop this now!” Just then, Rosemary chanted in a melodic voice, “I am your Angel of Music, Come to me, Angel of Music!” Ayano fell under the spell and nearly walked over but Katrina stops her and Rosemary escaped. The notes continued to taunt Leila and her team. It said: “Fondest greetings to you all! A few instructions just before my next plan starts: Ayano must be taught to act. Not her normal trick of strutting 'round the stage. Yukiya could not be deafer so please be preferably who plays in tune my good boy! Leila? If you could, find out which has a sense of pitch—Wisely, though. I've managed to assign a rather minor role to those who cannot continue! And Ryo must learn that his place is in an office, not the bloody arts. As for Akito...No doubt he'll do her best—It's true his skill is good. He knows, though, should he wish to excel. Akito has much still to learn. If pride will let him return to Leila, his besotted darling. Guess what? I am about to perform in a more wonderful amphitheater.” Katrina discovered Rosemary’s next move is the theatre so they found out which one. At a theatre; there were two voice scares the audience as two voices sing different songs: Rosemary sang first, “Roxanne! You don't have to put on that red light, Walk the streets for money--You don't care if it's wrong or if it is right. Roxanne! You don't have to wear that dress tonight. Roxanne! You don't have to sell your body to the night. His eyes upon your face, his hand upon your hand, his lips caress your skin...It's more than I can stand!” Pansy echoes with, “Past the point of no return, no backward glances. The games we've played till now are at an end....Past all thought of if or when, no use resisting--Abandon thought and let the dream descend. What raging fire shall flood the soul? What rich desire unlocks its door? What sweet seduction lies before us? Past the point of no return, The final threshold? What warm, unspoken secrets will we learn beyond the point of no return?” Rosemary continues with, “Why does my heart cry? Feelings I can't fight! You're free to leave me but just don't deceive me!...and please believe me when I say, I love you!” Pansy resonated, “You have brought me, To that moment where words run dry...To that moment where speech disappears into silence...Silence....I have come here, Hardly knowing the reason why. In my mind I've already imagined our bodies entwining, defenseless and silent...And now I am here with you, no second thoughts....I've decided, decided.” And then, Rosemary and Pansy belted out: “One final question, How long should we two wait before we're one? When will the blood begin to race? The sleeping bud bursts into bloom? When will the flames at last consume us? Past the point of no return, The final threshold. The bridge is crossed, so stand and watch it burn....We've passed the point of no return.” While they both singing; the audience felt their minds being torn apart and they screamed in terror. Katrina turned to Akito, Leila and the rest as she cried: “COVER YOUR EARS, QUICK!!!” They did so, but in their minds, they saw Rosemary was tilting her head to the side while singing and her hands going down her thighs. She hits herself against the wall in ecstasy while she tortures Akito and Ryo with images of herself pleasuring herself and the people she is torturing. However; Katrina rescues Akito and Ryo from the agony as she caused Rosemary to suffer pain of her powers. The audience was saved but shaken up. Katrina was filled with anger as she runs after Rosemary but she was gone. In the present; everyone stood there stunned by the story when one of the Knights, Jericho, pounds his fist against the table. “So she’s still out here and rumors are saying that she’s a change of heart? Impossible!” Jericho exclaimed. Katrina sighed, “I know it’s hard to believe but I saw proof.” She declared. Gilthunder nodded, “Speaking of proof, care to tell us what this is?” He said, projecting the images of something that horrified Leila and her squad. Katrina cringed, “Kureto Hiragi tormenting Yoichi and Kimizuki of the Shinoa Squad.” She admitted. Ayano put a hand over her mouth, she felt her knees feel like jelly. Yukiya’s eyes widened. “It’s repulsive.” Akito remarked. “Oh god.” Leila gasped. Ryo was speechless before he spoke, “What the hell is this?!” Just then, there was a maniacal scream as everyone turned to see Sylver screaming in hysteria, “AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!” Leila marched over and grabbed her shoulders while saying: “Oy! Have you gone mad?!” Sylver stopped for a moment and then, “….AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!” Sylver panted, “Sorry! Something came up! I gotta go!” She turned and leaves. Meanwhile; Chloe and her friends prepare for their mission against Ziz. “Look out Ziz, prepare for trouble from Chloe Birchhart.” Chloe dared. “Hey guys, I got a transmission from Ziz.” Jane said. “Put it through.” Chloe replied. The nun appeared on the screen wearing a long-sleeved full-length black dress with a black cowl over her head as she has a grayish blue color of eyes. She smiled at Chloe and the others, much to everyone’s shock. “Hullo Chloe. I know who you are. You took down my friends—Behemoth and Leviathan. Perhaps you weren’t the one to kill them but you’ve faced them and were witnesses but you’ll never beat me. I assure you, you are co-ming.” She said and ended the transmission. Bonnie pursed her lips as she said, “We’ll see about that.” Meanwhile; Chloe and the gang located Ziz in an underwater base. With a submarine, they manage to sneak in—tricking Abomination security! While inside; Chloe and the others found Ziz but she wasn’t alone. There was a creepy man with a body that resembled like it was flayed of naked muscle skin. He was fondling with Ziz, who looked uncomfortable. Chloe was angry, she turned to her friends and said: “I want that friggin’ asshole killed. I don’t care who does it, I want him to suffer what he’s doing to her!” Just then, there was a gun in front of Chloe, she looked up to see it was Ziz! “Shit, it’s her!” Chloe said. “Screw me sideways, we got friggin’ intruders up our asses!” Naamah cried. Chloe punched Ziz as she and her friends fled. “Go go go!” Chloe cried. “You can run but you cannot hide.” Ziz called. She walked after them with a murderous, wild look in her eyes. She looked around when she is attacked from dark blasts but ducked down and looked up to see Chloe, Sanji, Ban and Zoro standing there with Armin, Mika and C2 behind them. “You look good in the flesh, it’s almost a shame we gotta take you out.” Sanji remarked. Ziz smirked, “Hmm, and I thought this would’ve been a gre-at opportunity to get to to know each other.” She rejoined. Meanwhile; Jane faced off against Naamah who emotionally crippled her emotionally however Pansy comes to her rescue. “Wanna know what I did to that bad seed hussy licker?” mocked Naamah. “No, I wanna hear you scream when I cut off your pecker!” Pansy growled, she put a grenade in Naamah’s mouth and killed him. After Naamah’s death; Ziz becomes the woman she once was before and it seems her Abomination self is almost like a split personality that threatened to get violent however she manages to control herself. But now they had a new problem on their hands: A giant Abomination monster terrorizes Titanium Capital, no matter how much damage anyone brought to it—It seemed unstoppable and all hope was about to be lost when the unexpected happen…A bloody blob monster came and suffocate the Abomination giant to death! Then, undead creatures attacked the Abominations and brutally annihilated them all. These undead creatures were stronger than the Abominations while Chloe and the gang saw creatures were not undead—they were Corruptions! Surprisingly, the bloody blob monster is a Corruption too! There was a woman with black hair, beady dark eyes, an orangutan mouth, alien esque but vague smile and she spooked Chloe and the gang easily. Ban was surprised and squinted his eyes a little at the woman. “I’ve seen that creature woman, that’s Sylver’s Corruptions.” Ban spoke. Chloe and the others looked at Ban, “WHAT?!” Sanji and Zoro exclaimed. “WHAT NOW?!” exclaimed Chloe. “Are you saying that these monsters are Sylver’s Corruptions?” asked Ban, looking uneasy. “Aye.” Chloe confirmed in a squeaky voice. “Syl-ver?” Sanji called, sounding so nervous. “Sylver, please tell me that’s you.” Chloe called panicking. Just then, they turned to see a pair of twin tails, a melodic voice and wore a corset dress. Sylver watched the mayhem unfold from above with a maddening grin on her delicate face. “All around the mulberry bush, the Corruption chased the Abomination, the Corruption thought t’was all in blood. Pop! Goes the Abomination…” Sylver sang. She was in her Fury form during all this chaos and seemed excited to see everyone’s reaction to the madness. Sylver couldn’t simply hide it, especially when she saw the dastardly, apathetic Kureto Hiragi! And boy, Sylver was ready to raise some hell. “Kureto Hiragi.” She barked. “Sylver Eden.” Snapped Kureto. A little girl is sitting with feet swinging back and forth. “But who knows Auntie, maybe the world is a strange place. And supernatural things occur around here.” She said. A woman shook her head, “Stop reminiscing in daydreams, Karen. You’ve got to learn to control that imagination of yours, my sweet.” She scolded gently. “Are you gonna take on more Abominations, Aunt Prue?” The little girl asked. “Afraid not, Mistress Sylver has a score to settle with.” The woman said. “Score?” Her niece inquired. She looked over and saw Kureto Hiragi. Then, she burst out into giggles. Her aunt grinned crazily. Chloe and the others were terrified. “THEY’RE ALL MAD HERE!!!!” Zoro exclaimed. “What did you expect? She’s a maniac.” Sanji said with a shrug. Chloe shook her head, “Nah man, she’s a cute psycho. Remember?” She said. Zoro was not amused, “Ha, very funny.” He retorted. Chloe looked at him, “I wasn’t trying to be funny.” She said solemnly. Kureto had that grin still plastered on his face. “Well, Sylver, you impressed me to no end. I didn’t know you could pull this off quite well.” He said. Sylver sneered at him. “Ha, I didn’t do this for your approval! You? As if! You’re just a metaphoric narcissistic cannibal, a bully and a Darwinist.” She scoffed. Now it was Kureto’s turn to scoff. “A Darwinist? Don’t make me laugh, come now I was trying to give you an offer you couldn’t refuse.” He reasoned. Sylver place her hands on her hips while cocking them as she said, “Bite me, heartless bastard! I’m not taking your offer no matter how much you beg me! And you can’t control me, no power in the ‘verse can stop me. I mean, why would I team up with a low life Lieutenant General who’s guilty of many things? Let’s see….Shinoa being tortured, bullying Guren and his friends, emotionally abusing poor Shinya, cruelly experimenting on Mirai Kimizuki and my ‘personal favorite’—Torturing Yoichi and Kimizuki while they were bound and gagged!” The last part made her grit her teeth a little. Kureto crossed his arms smugly, “Hmph. That last one wasn’t my fault, young lady!” He taunted. Sylver’s eye twitched, she growled angrily. Chester sighed, “Oh dear…” He groaned. Sylver clenched her hands into fists, “Then you shouldn’t have a problem with saving your own skin you strudel filled piece of shit murderer—EMOTIONLESS BASTARD, I’LL HAVE YOUR HEAD---YOUR….!” She screamed. “Sylver!” Chloe interrupted. Sylver twitched a little however she calmed down. “Yesh?” She squeaked. Sanji was shaken as he managed to say, “A…hem…” Sylver nodded, “I’m fine.” She said and replied, “Only on Frabjous Day, when Kureto Hiragi meets his downfall—on that day, I shall futterwacken…vigorously!” Kureto looked annoyed, “Then why don’t you ‘futterwacken vigorously’ down here?” He rejoined. Sylver put her hands on her cheeks and said in a dramatic voice. “Gasp! Really? What a splendid idea, I shall do so!” She said. She uses her relic and made herself appeared before Kureto. “Don’t cry like a bitch when you feel the pain. Let’s rock, baby!” Sylver declared. Kureto unleashed his Cursed Gear but Sylver had her reliquary to fend off him and used her skills to take him out. It was then Kureto lands on the ground with a thud, he groans in pain. “Wow! You really are a fallen angel, plummeted from 30 feet heights lately? If you had worse.” Sylver remarked, giggling. Then, Sylver violently stomps on Kureto Hiragi, she lets out climaxing moans while doing this. “UGH, I FEEL LIKE I’M ABOUT TO EXPLODE!!! CAN YOU BE MORE CRUEL?! HUH?! SAY YOU’RE SORRY FOR WHAT YOU DID TO SAOTOME AND SHIHO YOU SON OF A BITCH!!! I’LL CARVE THE WORDS: ‘I’M A SADISTIC DARWINIST OF A HUMAN BEING’ ALL OVER YOUR SKIN AND WATCH YOU BURN!!!! NOW APOLOGIZE YOU MILITARY HOUND DOG CRY BABY!!!” Sylver panted while growling, “Had enough? No? Perhaps a hack whack is more of your vocations! Go ahead, underestimate me. I got it all FIGURED OUT!! WHAT’S IT LIKE TO KILL YOUR FATHER?! DID YOU SHED ANY TEARS?! I doubt that!!!” However, she saw something that caught her eye and grinned as she bids him farewell as she escaped! Meanwhile; some sort shady guy was shocked by the sight of Sylver, “Shit! The bitch is still alive!” demanded the guy. “Oh, I’m a bitch? Ooh, sounds harsh. You should how much pain you put people through.” Sylver said. The guy whirled around, “You can’t prove anything to me you little puck bunny!” He claimed. “Maybe not but I saw you….you ruined my life, you son of a bitch.” Sylver reminded. Then the guy could hear a growling sound, “What the hell is that?” he demanded. There was a monster with claws as it has sharp fangs and it was the most horrible thing. The guy ran away while Sylver walked after him however that smirk never left her face. The guy was hiding. “How could that hussy do this to me? Why would she do this to me?” He was saying to himself like a crazy person. “Don’t sweat it, anything to help my boy out.” Sylver remarked. The guy turned around with a fierce look on his face, “Help me you little bitch!” He stipulated angrily. “Did you care about me? No, you thought I’d deserved it!” Sylver clarified. “You’re nothing, you’re my gutter hook. She doesn’t mind the pain.” Claimed the guy. “Gutter hook? Guess freaks like you get paid from theft and fighting for your greedy needs.” Sylver answered, “No, women are your tools and your punching bags when you get mad.” Just then, there was the same guttural cry that scared him; Sylver sneered at him while the monster growled at the guy’s terrified glance as he ran. She was strolling after him as the smile looked wide and her face was edgy. “Shit! I look like crap.” He commented. “You should. You’re repulsive inside and out.” Sylver replied. The guy saw her in the looking glass and turned to face her, “You did this to me! Why can’t you leave me alone?!” demanded the guy. Sylver leered at him, “Oh, I don’t know. It really doesn’t matter to you but the ‘flying mouse’ has a name and all the other girls you hurt have names. No, wait! Why should you care if they have names? Why should you care if they are smart? Or have morals? Or where they came from? Is the best thing for a sleazebag like you to bed ‘em? Some man you are.” This made the guy grunted, “You speak of shit! They deserve what’s coming to guys like us!” He declared. Sylver sighed, “Fine. I can’t changed your mind, I can’t even change your fate.” She stated. No soon than she spoken, the beast swooped in at Jimmy who was filled with panic. “Whoa, wait a second!” He protested. “Sorry boy.” Sylver replied with a cold tone, “I wish I could save you but you deserve what’s coming to you.” She turned on her heel and walked off. In her maddening state; Sylver spoke with angry voices and waving her blood stained weapons as one of the dismembered limbs. Her enemies were whimpering as they were bleeding profusely. Some were begging to be let go but they were already decapitated. The carnage sprayed everywhere, some blood got in Sylver’s mouth and she begins to gag by the metallic-like scent. And then, a funeral where Sylver dressed in black. A dirge was playing that sounded dawdling yet melancholia. There were gravestones with names of each marked with ‘Rest in Peace….NOT’. Later; a bus stuck on the tracks, the driver—who was also one of the cruel men of Sylver’s past--couldn’t get out. He screamed and cried hysterically but the train crashed into the bus, Sylver picked up their bloodied heads of his victims and carried them. The driver was alive nevertheless Sylver were pulling his limbs off while laughing and chanting words: “KILL! OBEY! MULTIPLY! DIE!” Sylver was still laughing at the bus driver’s miserable death while covered in blood and holding a knife. There was the word murder written all over the place, Sylver pulled out a knife from the enemy’s neck and hacks away at him, while screaming: “BURN IN HELL!!!” Another guy has a noose around his neck and standing on a chair, the chair was knocked over and the brother is choking to death. “You will regret this!” One of the guys becomes eviscerated amongst the people, which they reacted in shock. And then, there was a psychotic giggle that stunned the men and their soldier, a silvery voice with hints of brittle madness in her tone of voice spoke, “Did you hear what they just said?...They said Warren Bruin will be on top of the food chain once again…I heard that they’re ruthless…I heard that they hate weaklings and they believe only the ‘strong’ will survive….I heard that they lack kindness that the others have…I heard that these men are vile monsters and savages….I heard….” The gang turned to look downward as they could see Sylver in a faux fur coat that reached to her knees. And she wore brown shoes. She finished her sentence concluding with, “…That they have prideful egos.” Warren was terrified, “SYLVER EDEN?!” He cried. Sylver snickers, “You remember me! I’m so touched! Hee-hee! You think you’ll be the ones to wipe out every single person with imperfections and dominant this world? I have to disagree on that notion. The only one who will divide and conqueror—is me.” She said. And then, she giggles in a deranged manner. “What do you want from me? Tell me!” Warren begged. Sylver sneered at him, “I want your blood!” She declared. Warren looked at her, “My blood?” He asked. Sylver grinned excitedly, “That’s right, yours! A half pint, I’m talking gallons, baby!” She said happily. “My blood? Ha! You would get our blood on you? You think you can destroy us, you’ll get dirty things on your clothes. Won’t you get yourself unclean? What’s underneath that coat of yours?” Warren said. “Oh, how rude of me! I forgot to remove my coat.” Sylver said mockingly. She seductively took off her coat as the guys were very shocked to see Sylver wore a dark red off-the-shoulder dress and high heeled black shoes. Sylver begins to prance around with a sneer on her face, “The magnificent…marvelous…Mad, mad, mad—Mad Hattress Sylver has arrived!” She affirmed and laughed dramatically. “Because…You bastards are guilty of crimes against humanity….Verbally oppressing. Believes only the strongest will survive and the weak will die, killing sacrificial humans in the process. IF I SEE THAT SCENE ONE MORE TIME, I’LL STRING HIM UP AND DROP HIM IN THE DRAIN!!!!” Sylver hollered. She let out a laugh. Sylver sneered at him, “I’m a pretty messed up girl and can’t be taken for granted. Life’s a bitch, now so am I!” She snarled. “You must really hate us so much.” One of the guys remarked, smirking at her. Sylver pretends to be shocked, “You mean you figured it out? Why else would I do this? I’m obsessed with the mess that’s you people!” She said. She then exclaimed: “I HATE YOU PEOPLE!!! I HATE! THE HORRIBLE! WHOLESOME! BASTARDS!!!! I HATE THEM, I HATE THEM! HATE, HATE, HATE!!!!!” Sylver curtsying before them and walks to them. Hands were placed on Warren’s throne, he turned around to see the frenetic glance on her lovely face sneering at him. “Well, well, well! What have we here?” Sylver skips around the evil men as she chants, “You’re joking, you’re joking! I can’t believe my eyes, you gotta be—this can’t be the right guy! He’s ancient, he’s ugly!” Sylver giggled and squealed in delight! “Release myself and my men or else you’ll face dire consequences!” Warren demanded. Sylver sauntered towards Warren, “God! Would someone shut this bastard up?! I’m drowning in my tears! You really are too much!” She saddled upon his lap and undid her top a little to show her cleavage and bare skinned breasts a little. “And now with your permission, I’m going to do my stuff.” Sylver purred, she pulled out a switchblade. Warren stares at her with terror in his eyes. “What the hell are you going to do?” He managed to say. “I’m going to do the best I can!” Sylver replied in a passionate, sultry tone of sensuality in it. “Oh geez, you are something! You put me in a spin, Bruin! You my friend aren’t comprehending the position that you’re in. It’s hopeless, you and everyone else here are finished, you people haven’t got a prayer! I’m Sylver Eden and you ain’t going nowhere!” She confirmed, and laughed. Seeing this; Katrina got on the phone and dialed Chloe’s number, “It’s me.” She said, “No no, I want Ban’s spooked ass over there now!” She demanded.
Monday, July 31, 2017
Wednesday, July 26, 2017
Monday, July 24, 2017
Code Geass R3 Predictions
Hey guys! You know how in school where teacher plays a video, pauses it and gets the class to make predictions about what will happen? Well, I'm doing that for Code Geass R3 sort of. I'm making predictions on what will happen in Code Geass Season 3, I could be wrong however it's something I want to do--Make predictions but again, I could be wrong. --KatDon
Theory: After the end of the season, Lelouch and C.C. go to a remote country to start a pizzeria. Why? We all know how much C.C. loves pizza. In addition, the remote country Lelouch and C.C. start their pizzeria in is a LEGO Island. Lelouch and C.C. start a pizza chain called "C.C.'s Pizza." But since no one could figure out that it was supposed to be pronounced "C2's Pizza," they eventually gave up and changed the name to "CiCi's Pizza."
Prediction: Lelouch and C2 are hiding from the war to start a pizzeria. Lelouch is peeved however he and C2 engages in a light banter but they need to keep themselves concealed for now at least. C2 inquires Lelouch if the pizzas are ready, Lelouch confirms it. However, Lelouch muses about Nunnally and Suzaku. C2 mentions about having a giant pizza event like at Ashford Academy, Lelouch debates about how that would be too much but C2 is stubborn to listen as she is determined but mentions no one is going have the dough in a tree or someone dropping in the container of tomatoes. Lelouch is surprised, commenting that C2 is never gonna let that down. C2 said that she will not forget that.
Prediction 2: A girl name Sinead (named after Within Temptation's The Unforgiving) who goes by the alias of Erica Vivian that works for the cruel countess, who suspects that Erica is causing cruel mishaps towards her. But there is no proof. However, the countess confronts her one day and gets her men try to kill her. Just then; Lelouch appears, using both eyes of Geass as he says: "I, Lelouch vi Britannia, commands you all...DIE!" The countess and her men are under the power as they announced while doing the deed, "YES YOUR MAJESTY!" Sinead is shocked, she couldn't believe it. She thinks this is a cruel joke, a dream turned into a nightmare and she looked up as she whispers, "It is you....Lelouch vi Britannia." Then, Sinead fainted but fell into the arms of Suzaku.
Prediction 3: Sinead wakes up to see Lelouch, Suzaku and C2 where she is told what is going on. It turns out that "Erica" is Sinead McGrath, daughter of Lord Daniel and Lady Virginia McGrath. However; the cruel man name Duke Harkins had destroyed Sinead's family. He caused Lord Daniel to be banished for a crime he didn't commit, spoliate and humiliate Lady Virginia and taken Sinead's sister Tappen as his ward. Meanwhile; Suzaku came across Tappen who is to be escorted by him by a law so she won't be kept indoors all the time. But it turns out Tappen exposed herself, accusing Duke Harkins for hurting her so that's why she is allowed to be escorted. Suzaku hears Tappen singing and is spellbound. Tappen has taken the name Meg so no one will know who she is. Meg bonds with Suzaku but she is secretly harboring feelings for him.
Prediction 4: Lelouch and Suzaku meets Akito Hyuga from the Wyvern Squad. They talked for a bit, Akito is surprised by how Lelouch seems 'nice' which Lelouch responds charmingly with so called kindness. Suzaku seems to see that Akito and himself are somehow alike. Then they meet Leila Malkal however the two learns that Leila has Geass. Then, Lelouch and Suzaku learns about Ryo, Yukiya and Ayano's pasts.
Prediction 5: C2 meets Leila Malkal again after meeting when Leila was a little girl when she gets Geass. Leila recognized her and asked about her relationship with Lelouch. C2 tells her, Leila is surprised and C2 questions her relationship and love for Akito.
Prediction 6: Lelouch and Suzaku--as Zero--crashes some party where Kallen saw them and becomes tense.
Prediction Spoiler (By Me): Sinead is a reincarnation of Shirley Finette and Tappen is a reincarnation of Princess Euphemia vi Britannia.
Prediction Spoiler 2: Lelouch and Suzaku VS Akito
Theory: After the end of the season, Lelouch and C.C. go to a remote country to start a pizzeria. Why? We all know how much C.C. loves pizza. In addition, the remote country Lelouch and C.C. start their pizzeria in is a LEGO Island. Lelouch and C.C. start a pizza chain called "C.C.'s Pizza." But since no one could figure out that it was supposed to be pronounced "C2's Pizza," they eventually gave up and changed the name to "CiCi's Pizza."
Prediction: Lelouch and C2 are hiding from the war to start a pizzeria. Lelouch is peeved however he and C2 engages in a light banter but they need to keep themselves concealed for now at least. C2 inquires Lelouch if the pizzas are ready, Lelouch confirms it. However, Lelouch muses about Nunnally and Suzaku. C2 mentions about having a giant pizza event like at Ashford Academy, Lelouch debates about how that would be too much but C2 is stubborn to listen as she is determined but mentions no one is going have the dough in a tree or someone dropping in the container of tomatoes. Lelouch is surprised, commenting that C2 is never gonna let that down. C2 said that she will not forget that.
Prediction 2: A girl name Sinead (named after Within Temptation's The Unforgiving) who goes by the alias of Erica Vivian that works for the cruel countess, who suspects that Erica is causing cruel mishaps towards her. But there is no proof. However, the countess confronts her one day and gets her men try to kill her. Just then; Lelouch appears, using both eyes of Geass as he says: "I, Lelouch vi Britannia, commands you all...DIE!" The countess and her men are under the power as they announced while doing the deed, "YES YOUR MAJESTY!" Sinead is shocked, she couldn't believe it. She thinks this is a cruel joke, a dream turned into a nightmare and she looked up as she whispers, "It is you....Lelouch vi Britannia." Then, Sinead fainted but fell into the arms of Suzaku.
Prediction 3: Sinead wakes up to see Lelouch, Suzaku and C2 where she is told what is going on. It turns out that "Erica" is Sinead McGrath, daughter of Lord Daniel and Lady Virginia McGrath. However; the cruel man name Duke Harkins had destroyed Sinead's family. He caused Lord Daniel to be banished for a crime he didn't commit, spoliate and humiliate Lady Virginia and taken Sinead's sister Tappen as his ward. Meanwhile; Suzaku came across Tappen who is to be escorted by him by a law so she won't be kept indoors all the time. But it turns out Tappen exposed herself, accusing Duke Harkins for hurting her so that's why she is allowed to be escorted. Suzaku hears Tappen singing and is spellbound. Tappen has taken the name Meg so no one will know who she is. Meg bonds with Suzaku but she is secretly harboring feelings for him.
Prediction 4: Lelouch and Suzaku meets Akito Hyuga from the Wyvern Squad. They talked for a bit, Akito is surprised by how Lelouch seems 'nice' which Lelouch responds charmingly with so called kindness. Suzaku seems to see that Akito and himself are somehow alike. Then they meet Leila Malkal however the two learns that Leila has Geass. Then, Lelouch and Suzaku learns about Ryo, Yukiya and Ayano's pasts.
Prediction 5: C2 meets Leila Malkal again after meeting when Leila was a little girl when she gets Geass. Leila recognized her and asked about her relationship with Lelouch. C2 tells her, Leila is surprised and C2 questions her relationship and love for Akito.
Prediction 6: Lelouch and Suzaku--as Zero--crashes some party where Kallen saw them and becomes tense.
Prediction Spoiler (By Me): Sinead is a reincarnation of Shirley Finette and Tappen is a reincarnation of Princess Euphemia vi Britannia.
Prediction Spoiler 2: Lelouch and Suzaku VS Akito
Friday, July 21, 2017
Thursday, July 20, 2017
Il Muto/Poor Fool He Makes Me Laugh THEORY
Poor Fool He Makes Me Laugh is a metaphor song that is making fun of the Phantom, the Countess resembles the mocker and the other servants are her entourage. The Countess' husband is somewhat of the Phantom that try to get the audience to mock the idea of the existence of the Phantom of the Opera. They're trying to convince others that the Phantom is not real and he's just a fairytale. Serefimo is supposed to represent another mocker but this one is a mute so he cannot say much. When the Phantom realizes he's being made fun of, he interrupts the performance and 'casts a spell' on Carlotta to humiliate her as he causes the chandelier to frighten those that mock him. The Phantom is supposed to be the enchantress that casts a spell on Carlotta, who represents the selfish prince in a way.
Wednesday, July 19, 2017
Cirque des Damnes 2
Here is the sequel of Cirque des Damnes, Carmen gets entwined with a mysterious boy and things get heated up as it soon becomes her greatest obsession and passion. Is she going to lose herself? Plus, you get to see her past life and why she is what she is. Enjoy! --KatDon
“Are you new in the system?” asked Jonah. “Yeah, just about.” Said a young man. “We have an assignment that might help you. You’ll thank us soon enough.” replied Trevor. “You…guys are very kind.” The guy said. “That’s what we are, we’re build up on niceness.” Jonah answered. It seemed like it was an erotic dream: Jonah inclined his head and lip-locks with Carmen’s wobbling mouth. Jonah tug her lip with his teeth and mouth gently. He was using just the tip of the tongue wet the lips with a slightly controlled movement. When the moment feels right, he slowly insert the tip of the tongue into the mouth and then pull back slightly as though the mouths are mirroring the act of intercourse. He repeats this motion with a regular rhythm to build anticipation and increase the level of desire. Jonah hesitates momentarily to allow the other person to repeat the motions while softly nibble the lips, gently licking and biting the curves on the upper lip, moving to the corners of the mouth and just below the bottom lip. Also, he sucks on the lips, one at a time, and slowly and slightly firmly sucks and releases the tongue. Carmen passed out and found herself in front of Trevor who was grinding his body against Carmen’s body as he gyrated and his pleasurable moaning was whimpered. He rumpled softly his lips closed and swiftly covers her face, seize the lips of the lover between her teeth and by every breath sip them, without biting them yet. His lips juicily exploring the mouth, tongue and teeth. He exfoliate the lips regularly to ensure they are smooth and maybe even use a small amount of flavored lip chap to make the lips soft and tasty. His body pressed the body slowly but firmly towards one another, then release a little and repeat in response to the speed of the kissing to heighten pleasure levels. He places the palm of one hand at the back of the neck and softly tousles the hair with his fingers, while also caressing the neck. The other hand can rest firmly but gently on the side of the face, moving to stroke the jaw line and neck. Moments later; Carmen was shaken with ecstasy and slowly smiling to herself. Later there was filmed found footage of Carmen who is in a green kimono with cherry blossoms on it and her hair in an up-do. She begins to sing: “The world seems not the same, though I know nothing has changed. It's all my state of mind, I can't leave it all behind. I have stand up to be stronger.....I have to try, to break free from the thoughts in my mind. Use the time that I have, I can't say goodbye, have to make it right....Have to fight, cause I know in the end it's worthwhile, that the pain that I feel slowly fades away. It will be alright....Sparkling angel, I believed, You were my savior--In my time of need. Blinded by faith, I couldn't hear...All the whispers...The warnings so clear...I see the angels, I'll lead them to your door. There's no escape now, No mercy no more. No remorse 'cause I still remember...The smile when you tore me apart....You took my heart, Deceived me right from the start. You showed me dreams, I wished they would turn into real. You broke the promise, And made me realize...It was all just a lie....Could have been forever, Now we have reached the end...This world may have failed you, It doesn't give you reason why. You could have chosen, A different path of life...Lost in the darkness, hoping for a sign. Instead there is only silence, Can't you hear my screams? Never stop hoping, Need to know where you are. But one thing is for sure, You're always in my heart. I'll find you somewhere, I'll keep on trying until my dying day. I just need to know whatever has happened, The truth will free my soul....Despite the lies that you're making, Your love is mine for the taking. My love is, Just waiting, To turn your tears to roses. Despite the lies that you're making, Your love is mine for the taking. My love is, Just waiting, To turn your tears to roses. I will be the one that's gonna hold you, I will be the one that you run to. My love is, A burning, consuming fire...No, You'll never be alone! When darkness comes, I'll light the night with stars--Hear the whispers in the dark...No! You'll never be alone. When darkness comes, you know I'm never far, Hear the whispers in the dark...” She paused and whispered, “Carmen is a bitch and then you die!” She screamed loudly as Jonah jumped back. Carmen giggled and walked away. Later; Carmen is wore a beautiful black satin corset with pleated edging around collar and bust. The corset is made with steel boning, 4 layers of strong fabrics, metal grommets and satin lacing, and removable front modest panel. The black organza high low ruffle skirt has short inner lining and elastic waistband. The second pictures shows of Carmen in a tie on side bustles in matching black satin. Her outfit consists of a bustier with golden sequins, a red corset, a ruffled black leather vest, long red and black striped gloves, and black cage skirt. The third picture where Carmen wore a teal floral dress and a dark blue cardigan. And fourth, Carmen wore a gray trench coat, a short-sleeved black, sequined mini dress, black sunglasses, gloves, leggings, blonde wig and a black flower hat with tulle hairpiece. There is another picture of Carmen who is now has long, wavy, side-swept brown hair and wore a beautiful corset was taken from an original 19th century design. It is made from a heavy ivory satin. All the seams are boned with steel rods. The front fastens with a steel busk fastener and the back laces up with strong corset tape through metal eyelets. The top edge of the corset is trimmed with a very pretty deep lace. This is an extremely rigid corset, the satin is backed with a heavy cotton canvas and the waist reinforced with strong tapes. There is a wide modesty panel underneath the back eyelets, so the corset can be laced open. She wore shorts that were striped woven jacquard fabric and contrast matt black fabric waistband. The waistband has an elegantly curved U shape at the front and the skirt is ruched with black ribbons and finished with a pleat and braided tape at the hem. A couple of years later, Carmen were spellbound by the city she was in. In the chaos; Jonah was falling and Carmen went after him! Carmen stopped Jonah as she said, “You can’t! You’ll die; you have to leave for now! I know how you feel but don’t worry, I will help you but please Jonah…Please be calm.” And comforts him. During the trash picking; Carmen pulled out a handkerchief, waving it around dramatically. “Oh, I’m a fair maiden. Sure, I’m a princess, locked away in a tower. Help me, O help me my brave and handsome knight…” She said in a mock tone but the handkerchief swooped from her hand. Carmen gasped, “DAMMIT!!!” She said as she went after the handkerchief while grunting and cursing. Just then, someone seized it and Carmen stops in her tracks. She stood up to see a handsome, kind young man that looked weary. “Yours, I believe.” He said. Carmen gasps softly. She blushed and realizes who it was--Trevor. But Trevor doesn’t recognize her! That’s when there was a lot of chaos going on and then Jonah discovers something, “I see you’ve returned, Jonah darling. I hope you don’t mind me saying this; I want your ‘love’ and your revenge. You interest me, I’ll be watching over you. Sincerely Carmen Ironheart.” Jonah glanced over at Carmen with a suspicious look. Within the crowd; she wore a uniform and an armband. Her hair is now slightly longer, wavy and had no bangs. She later wore a short strapless dress with a wrap skirt, long white fingerless gloves and a white headpiece with white feathers. She also wore a dark green cloak and her hair piled on top of her head. In the meantime; she was dressed in a long, white, vintage nightgown with cap sleeves, light pink-colored seams in the chest that have flower patterns on them, a hot pink bow about 6 inches tall at the center back and what appears to be black socks. She also holds an old lantern in her hand. The next day; Carmen wears a beige leotard under a burgundy ruffled fabric that covers her chest and backside, leaving her midriff exposed with several strings hanging from it and a burgundy feathered headpiece. She wore around her necklace of a silver plated chain and hardware, glitter standard role playing dice. Jonah and Trevor saw her as they try to run however Carmen follows behind! Smiling slowly, Carmen squealed as she struck Jonah with the needle, Jonah felt the effects as he collapsed. A few moments later after staring at his unconscious body; Carmen caressed his gentle face as well as his body of his shoulders and chest—even the area of his hips. Jonah’s eyes fluttered open and gasped to see Carmen over him. Jonah utters shaky breaths as he tried to move but Carmen stops him. “You can’t. The effects of the tranquilizer won’t your limbs move for another few hours but you’ll get to move again soon.” She explained with a dark look in her eyes. Jonah snivels softly while Carmen strokes his hair as she whispered to him: “So sweet…You are so cute and sweet…So good….Why can’t anyone be like…you?” Carmen inclined her head and lip-locks with Jonah’s wobbling mouth. She felt dominating but Jonah felt so tortured yet small while Carmen tug his lip with her teeth and mouth gently. Carmen was using just the tip of the tongue wet the lips with a slightly controlled movement. When the moment feels right, slowly insert the tip of the tongue into the mouth and then pull back slightly as though the mouths are mirroring the act of intercourse. She repeats this motion with a regular rhythm to build anticipation and increase the level of desire. She hesitates momentarily to allow Jonah to repeat the motions or use their own preferred movements, noticing the speed and intensity. She softly nibble the lips, gently licking and biting the curves on the upper lip, moving to the corners of the mouth and just below the bottom lip. Also, she sucks on the lips, one at a time, and slowly and slightly firmly suck and release the tongue. Then, she pulled away with saliva trickling from Jonah’s mouth and Carmen moved onto Trevor. Trevor panics as he tries to get away but he takes his dagger and pierced into Carmen’s shoulder blade. Carmen moaned and then she did the same thing. Trevor groaned in agony, he loosened his panic state as Carmen planted her lips against his mouth. Carmen grinded her body against Trevor’s body as she gyrated and blood spurts from Lennox’s shoulder and Carmen’s pleasurable moaning was muffled. Carmen rumpled softly her lips closed and swiftly covers his face, seize the lips of his between her teeth and by every breath sip them, without biting them yet. Her lips juicily exploring the mouth, tongue and teeth. She exfoliate the lips regularly to ensure they are smooth and maybe even use a small amount of flavored lip chap to make the lips soft and tasty. Her body press the body slowly but firmly towards one another, then release a little and repeat in response to the speed of the kissing to heighten pleasure levels. She places the palm of one hand at the back of the neck and softly tousle the hair with her fingers, while also caressing the neck. The other hand can rest firmly but gently on the side of the face, moving to stroke the jaw line and neck. While kissing; Carmen moved Trevor's hands can also move to massage, squeeze and caress the breasts, just under the breast bone, abdomen, thighs and pulling her body in closer to achieve a more intimate contact. Pulling the hair at the roots to gently tilt the head back can also be an erotic way to increase pleasure. Her breathing is synchronizing as she inhales and exhales with approximately the same depth, adjusting the breathing as the kissing intensifies to shorter more rapid breaths. When it was all over; Trevor and Jonah found out that it was Carmen, who invited them separately at different times so they went. Later; Carmen greeted Jonah and stared in his eyes. “You look beautiful, Carmen.” Jonah said, touching her cheek. Carmen blushed, “Not as beautiful as you.” She flirted. “I’m flattered.” Jonah said with a chuckle. In the meantime; Carmen pokes his cheeks softly. “You wanna play?” She said in a sultry voice. Jonah looked at her funny, “What?” He said. Just then, Carmen gently pushes him onto his back and she'd grab onto his skin while massaging it. Jonah moans out inaudibly and arches his back. “Oh~!” He whispered. She'd keep squeezing his flesh more nodding at him. Jonah continues moaning and starts grinding his hips. “Ah~!” He breathed. Carmen lifts his shirt over and kissing his pale skin softly. She roughly massages the sides of his body between each lick and grabs onto the base of his abs squeezing him as she sucks on him harder. Jonah moans out loudly and arches his back again while Carmen moans too. She gently grabs onto his leg lifting it while kissing at him and she bites into his thigh sucking hard, on it. “So frail you are.......mmmmmm…” Carmen said. Jonah gasps and moans again, “F-frail?” He asked. “Mmmmm....yes frail.....We'll have to do something about that, won't we?” Carmen said with a smile on her face. Carmen then said, "Maybe like this." She leans over and bites him. Carmen shivers with pleasure, she moans louder and holds onto him tightly. Jonah moans out loudly, body quivering a bit, “Ahhh~” He gasped. Jonah moans loudly, her body quivering as she caved in, spraying blood all over her hand. “Ahhh~” Carmen moaned. Afterwards; Trevor approached Carmen, “Carmen…” Trevor gasped. Carmen turned around and grinned, “Trevor, you came.” She said. Then; Carmen smirks when she strips his clothes a little and gets closer to him, then she places one of her fingers over his exposed skin and rubs them. “Such a naughty boy... I like it.” She moves her finger between his cut above the crotch area as she moves her head closer to the scar. “So horny... it seems you can’t wait, do you?” She puts the tip of her tongue between his bleeding skin and licks them and rubs is. “Mmmmmm…” Carmen moves her tongue in circles as she introduces her tongue deeper inside him. “Oh~ so delicious... there is nothing better than a juicy wound from a filthy boy.” She said. Trevor writhes with pleasure and rolls his eyes back. “Mmmmm~ I might do it... I love this tasty, juicy, wet warm wound. I may get addicted to it.” She starts to lick his cut and uses one finger to stimulate his wet and bleeding wound as she enjoys the feeling of it on her. “Naughty boys like you need to be punished here……Such a boy toy you are... but guess what? I love it.” Carmen said. Trevor could feel this was wrong but he didn’t care. In the present, Carmen woke up from the dream in ecstasy and panted but she smiled to herself as she was getting ready. During this time, she thought about her past: In her past life around 12 years old; Carmen Ironheart had woken up in the middle of the night and went to get a glass of water when she thought she heard her mother crying. So Carmen took a look and saw something that shocked her: Her mother in scantily clad leather while being dominant over by her father who was wearing a revealing body suit. 12 year old Carmen was horrified as she tried to flee but her parents caught her! Carmen begs them, promising them that she wouldn’t tell anyone however to her horror, she was involved in a world that she hated—Bondage, dominant, sadism and masochism. For these past few years; Carmen was subjected to kinky activities: Tied up, ball gags, burns and rope as well as whips on her delicate complexion. There was vile sex acts including cunninglingus on her vestal womanhood by her parents as well as their partners. In her mind, Carmen thought this was abuse and the sex acts were a representation to monsters and violence. The tying up and orgasm cries were like sobbing and torments, the vile arousing undertakings were like a way of her to be force to enjoy it by what she saw was consumption. If she was a bad girl, Carmen would be punished with humiliation, breast bondage torture and called many things: Slut, cunt, cumbucket and cum sucking bitch. If she was a good girl, Carmen was greatly rewarded. But then, she came to her breaking point after escaping from a horrendous orgy and was found by a concerned neighbor lady who took her. After telling the story; the neighbor lady was shocked so she showed Carmen her collection of old asylum methods, thus Carmen got her revenge against her parents by drugging them and subjecting them to leeches, electric shock therapy, hatchets, scalpels and lobotomy. She also bites them as she sees oral sex as violent metaphor and uses biting as a way to inflict her pleasure of vengeance upon her abusive parents and their partners in her own BDSM!
It was a Victorian style dinner party was a grand, flamboyant and opulent affair. Picture if you will an endless procession of soups, fish, meats, salads, vegetables, puddings, ices, meringues and pastries served on exquisitely decorated china and serving dishes and a dining table heavily decorated with flowers, ferns and stands of fruit and decorated cakes. All these courses and decorations made formal dinner tables just like in the Victorian era very cluttered, but each piece of silver, china and glassware had its appointed place. All stemware required throughout the meal would be placed on the table beforehand; a top row would consist of, from left to right; a water glass, a glass for burgundy, a glass for another wine type, then a champagne glass. The bottom row would have a green glass for sauterne on the far left, then a sherry glass and a red glass for Rhine wine. China was usually white or cream with a line of colour or gilding near the rim, or the crest or monogram, or both, of the host in a medallion or circle at the side. As many as eight knives and eight forks could be expected to be placed on the table; a fish fork, a dinner fork and even an ice cream fork. Individual knives were used for butter, cheese, game, roast and fruit, each accompanied by its own knife rest. Serviettes folded to look like crowns with a bread roll placed in the centre, but these are a fairly pedestrian shape. More elaborate folding of napkins resulted in complicated shapes from the natural world, such as that of a swan. Elaborate stands of fruit and shell-shaped containers holding foliage decorate the table setting. Dishes of celery, olives or radishes filled the remaining space on a table as well as other items such as berry bowls, butter dishes, cruets, salt cellars, spoon holders, ice water sets, branched ornamental centerpieces, honey dishes, decanters and cake stands. Compotiers holding an assortment of little cakes frequently stood next to the stands of fruit. Exotic fruits and flowers were favoured as decoration, as these could transform a plain table from furniture into a garden paradise and transport diners from cold, rainy weather to warmer, brighter climes. Just like in the 18th century; Victorian dinner parties were opportunities to show one’s affluence and style and sometimes a hostess would choose a theme. Carmen's table and chairs were black, her tablecloth white with black candleholders, white crockery, cutlery painted white, white napkins and black finger bowls. Even the food was black and white – there was sole, with blackened skin still on, black mushrooms and blackened baked pumpkin in white sauce. No red wine was served, only white. Ices, with licorice sauce were served as dessert. Her guests raved about the novelty and audacity of the event! Dinner itself, consisting of multiple courses, was a protracted affair. Plenty of time was needed between each course to permit each guest to rest and digest before the next course. One was inclined towards walls of Pompeiian red or deep olive with a dado or frieze, these should be in old gold, olive or moss green, as could be the wainscoting on the walls and ceiling. Pompeiian red or soft olive were recommended for draperies and dark woods. A buffet usually stood in a corner of the room for the display of decorated china or ceramics and a sideboard should be of high, massive style with shelves and racks for glassware and china. Carmen is lighting would be a good investment, particularly crystal-shaded wall lights with brass fittings. Table lamps too at different levels to the wall lights, would help bathe the room in a soft warm light. A chandelier hanging from the ceiling however, would be the piece de resistance, opulence with which it is hard to compete. Palm trees in jardinieres placed on small tables along with ornate picture frames would complete the Victorian effect without cluttering the room significantly. One wants to enjoy dinner in the dining room, not spend excessive amounts of time dusting and cleaning it. The costumes are appropriately sumptuous; and has swirls of high-fashion color and the quieter, candlelighted tones of the court. The palace is a place with an aura and a power of its own, with an almost mystical ability to warp the lives of those who, by accident or choice, come to dwell on its grounds. Carmen is, at first, very much an outsider, summoned from her life and welcomed into a world of rigorously observed, often ridiculous forms. Her chaperon who seems to have had extra tendons added to her neck for the role. The comtesse’s job is to instruct Carmen in the protocol, and she is only one of several figures who shuffle into the princess’s line of sight every now and then to offer scolding, advice and instruction. Carmen has a spark of mischief and an extravagant sense of style. The mingling of private matters with affairs of state is a hallmark of this kind of monarchy, and in the analogies to modern celebrity culture are simultaneously clear and subtle. Carmen’s life is one of obscene entitlement, her headstrong, spirited individualism to the strictures of her role as a countess. She is profligate and self-indulgent, yes, impetuously ordering up shoes, parties and impromptu trips. She breaks with tradition by applauding at the opera, and then appears onstage herself. She turns a royal retreat into a kind of V.I.P. room, where she drinks, gardens, reads and plays shepherdess. These activities have often been mocked and were the source of scandal and outrage. In the present; Carmen started a bath with bubbles, turn on the music player which has herself singing songs she used to sing and stepped into the bath: “I have sailed the world, Beheld its wonders. From the Dardanelles, To the mountains of Peru, But there's no place like London! No, there's no place like London...You are young...Life has been kind to you...You will learn. There's a hole in the world like a great black pit, And the vermin of the world inhabit it. And its morals aren't worth what a pig would spit, And it goes by the name of London...At the top of the hole sit a privileged few, Making mock of the vermin in the lower zoo. Turning beauty to filth and greed...I too have sailed the world and seen its wonders, For the cruelty of men is as wondrous as Peru, But there's no place like London! There was a barber and his wife, And she was beautiful...A foolish barber and his wife. She was his reason and his life...And she was beautiful, And she was virtuous. And he was naive. There was another man who saw, That she was beautiful...A pious vulture of the law, Who, with a gesture of his claw, Removed the barber from his plate! Then there was nothing but to wait! And she would fall! So soft! So young! So lost--And oh, so beautiful! There's a hole in the world like a great black pit, And it's filled with people who are filled with sh*t, And the vermin of the world inhabit it….There was a barber and his wife, And he was beautiful. A proper artist with a knife, But they transported him for life, And he was beautiful. Barker, his name was. Benjamin Barker. What was his crime? Foolishness. He had this wife, you see--Pretty little thing, Silly little nit, Had her chance for the moon on a string. Poor thing...Poor thing...There was this Judge, you see--Wanted her like mad, Every day he'd send her a flower. But did she come down from her tower? Sat up there and sobbed by the hour. Poor fool! Ah, but there was worse yet to come, poor thing! The Beadle calls on her, all polite--Poor thing, poor thing. The Judge, he tells her, is all contrite! He blames himself for her dreadful plight, She must come straight to his house tonight! Poor thing, poor thing! Of course, when she goes there, Poor thing, poor thing, They're havin' this ball all in masks! There's no one she knows there, Poor dear, poor thing! She wanders, tormented and drinks, Poor thing! 'The judge has repented', she thinks--Poor thing'--Oh, where is Judge Turpin?' she asks. He was there, alright, Only not so contrite! She wasn't no match for such craft, you see, And everyone thought it so droll. They figured she had to be daft, you see--So all of 'em stood there and laughed, you see! Poor soul! Poor thing!....Pretty women.....Fascinating...Sipping coffee....Dancing...Pretty women, are a wonder. Pretty women! Sitting in the window or standing on the stair. Something in them cheers the air, Pretty women. Silhouetted...Stay within you....Glancing...Stay forever...Breathing lightly...Pretty women...Pretty women! Blowing out their candles, Combing out their hair, Then they leave--Even when they leave you and vanish, they somehow still can remain...Are there, they're there….Green finch and linnet bird, Nightingale, blackbird...How is it you sing? How can you jubilate sitting in cages? Never taking wing? Outside the sky waits--Beckoning, beckoning just beyond the bars. How can you remain staring at the rain? Maddened by the stars? How is it you sing anything? How is it you sing? Nothing's gonna harm you, Not while I'm around. Nothing's gonna harm you, darling, not while I'm around. Demons are prowling everywhere....Nowadays. I'll send them howling, I don't care--I got ways. No one's gonna hurt you, No one's gonna dare. Others can desert you, not to worry, whistle, I'll be there. Demons'll charm you with a smile, for a while...But in time....Nothing can harm you, Not while I'm around….Sanctus Espiritus redeem us from our solemn hour! Sanctus Espiritus insanity is all around us! Sanctus Espiritus! Sanctus Espiritus! Sanctus Espiritus! In my darkest hours I could not foresee, That the tide could turn so fast to this degree...Can't believe my eyes, How can you be so blind? Is the heart of stone, no empathy inside? Time keeps on slipping away and we haven't learned, So in the end now what have we gained? Sanctus Espiritus, redeem us from our solemn hour! Sanctus Espiritus, insanity is all around us! Sanctus Espiritus, is this what we deserve, Can we break free from chains of never-ending agony?....The world seems not the same, though I know nothing has changed. It's all my state of mind, I can't leave it all behind. I have stand up to be stronger. I have to try to break free, from the thoughts in my mind. Use the time that I have, I can't say goodbye, have to make it right. Have to fight, cause I know in the end it's worthwhile, that the pain that I feel slowly fades away. It will be alright.....Sparkling angel, I believed. You were my savior, in my time of need. Blinded by faith, I couldn't hear. All the whispers, the warnings so clear. I see the angels, I'll lead them to your door. There's no escape now, no mercy no more. No remorse 'cause I still remember, the smile when you tore me apart...You took my heart, deceived me right from the start. You showed me dreams, I wished they would turn into real. You broke the promise, and made me realize....It was all just a lie...Say hello to the night, let order and chaos fill your eyes. Brave the fear in your mind, walk into the afterlight. Afterlight. Afterlight. Afterlight. Afterlight....The colors fly like gold in my hands. With open eyes, I'm starting again. Before you go, I think you should know---The world is your kaleidoscope.....This ship has crashed, we burn down the past...Like ghost-drifted ash. Your photograph, is all that will last...There's no turning back. Now I'm all alone, the future unknown. Got nowhere to go....But I'll survive, the loneliest nights, won't give up the fight....Through the void, through the void, through the endless void! I'll march on and on and on and on without you! Hear the voice, hear the voice, of the hearts destroyed! I'll march on and on and on and on without you! And I'll keep singing our song, 'till tomorrow....” After cleaning herself for awhile; Carmen was in the bath, she crossed her legs while musing in her own thoughts. “How’s the temperature?” asked the comtesse, interrupting her thoughts. “Perfect, madame. It smells wonderful.” Carmen said with a content sigh. She wiped the foggy window and looked out to see beautiful scenery. “My, with scenery like this, there’s nothing for me to look forward for me than taking baths. Once in a while, it would be nice to have a little scandal and drama around here. I need some excitement.” She said. “Don’t forget about the dinner party, you don’t want to be late do you?” The comtesse reminded. “Yes m’lady, I haven’t forgotten.” Carmen replied. Later changing into trying on clothes and picking a good one; Carmen drives to the mansion for the lavish party there. She exited the car, close the door and locked her car, she walked up to the front door as she entered the party which was in full swing of people talking, drinks of champagne being served and music. While walking around; Carmen looked to see a familiar female face, “Oh Sinead! I’ve been looking all over for you! Thought you weren’t going to make it.” Sinead smiled calmly, “I’m here, aren’t I?” She retorted. From afar, girls were gossiping about her. “God, I can’t stand Carmen Ironheart! Who does she think she is?! Marie Antoinette? Scarlett O’Hara?” One girl snapped. “What a primadonna, she gets what she wants. Bet she’s got boys all lovestruck and wrapped around her finger. She spends like mad and is blunderous.” Gossiped another girl. Carmen is bored but she is dancing behind the counter, her dancing feet as she is stuck behind a booth in her clothes. Later, Carmen was busy socializing with other people, laughing and talking however Carmen saw someone that caught her eye and turned to one of the girls. “Who’s that?” Carmen asked, pointing out the boy. The girl looks over, “Oh! That’s Arsha Capulet, a loner isn’t he? My, he’s a pretty boy and is affiliated with the Lady of War, Verbena Sinclair.” She explained. Carmen smiled, looking impressed. “Dashing, easy on the eyes.” She remarked. The girl nodded, “Yes, but he has quite a psychotic reputation. He’s considered dangerous.” She said. But that was going to change as Carmen came to Verbena who was running a meeting and she decides to be formal. “My name is Carmen Ironheart, I like to request something.” Carmen said. “Anything, what is it?” said Verbena. “I’m a business lady who would like to invest in creating a project to help a foundation.” Carmen said. Verbena was surprised, “A foundation?” She asked. “Everyone here is proving who is the richest, and we’re talking of very competitive people here. And I am one of them, the foundation has to do with the rescue of the victims from the trafficking ring. I like someone to help me out with that.” Carmen said. “Do you see anyone of your particular interest?” Verbena asked. Nodding; Carmen looked around while walking as she said, “Looking…Looking….Still looking…” Then, she saw Arsha and smiled seductively while pointing him out. “Ah, found one.” Carmen said. The crowd gasps, Elrey Kilroy—one of Verbena’s trusted men--was confused. “For whom, m'lady?” He asked. Carmen pointed him out again, “Him. Mr. Arsha Capulet.” She said. “Arsha Capulet is an escort for Verbena Sinclair, madam. But I'm sure any of our great gentlemen would be proud to...” protested Elrey. “I said Arsha Capulet.” Carmen claimed. Elrey gives her a look. “He will not consider it, madam.” He said. Verbana gritted her teeth and exclaimed, “Oh, yes, he will!” Arsha stepped forward and raised his voice, “Yes, I will.” Carmen felt her lips curved into a smile. Arsha stared at her intensely, he has a disdained look that made Carmen feel luscious. The next hour later; the comtesse leaves the hall with intention of walking around the house. But before she can do this, Carmen calls her into a detached room. “M'lady!” The comtesse turned and saw her there, “Carmen my dear, what are you doing in here? What are you up to?” She said, approaching her. “I don't know about this, how much do I have to bear with these bastards?” Carmen muttered for the comtesse to hear. “Oh Carmen, don't say that!” The comtesse scolded. “They only care about is money, money, money!” Carmen ranted. “Not all of them!” The comtesse protested. “I DON'T KNOW THAT!!!!” Carmen exclaimed. The comtesse shushed her, “Shhh, keep your voice down.” She whispered. “They don't know a damn about me, why should they? They are so bound to their pristine lives so much that I want to stab them all to death, and then play around with their blood.” griped Carmen. “Don't talk like that, you don't hate them anyway. I don't see why you just don't leave the rich lifestyle madam.” The comtesse chided. “Because I want to fit in. Ugh!” Carmen growled. “Carmen, darling, you haven't forgotten what you're parents did to you. When they emotionally abused you as a child, then when you were a teenager...Those awful things....Oh god.” The comtesse replied calmly. “I know, I'm sorry. I'm just....Rich people can't treat others that aren't wealthy and see them as peasants. RICH PEOPLE ARE PEASANTS FOR ALL I CARE!!!!” screamed Carmen. “Calm down!” The comtesse begged. “I hate wealthy assholes till I die! I can't think of anything bad enough to call 'em...!” Carmen ranted. The comtesse sighed, “OK, just please contain yourself. Give yourself a minute to calm down and collect yourself.” She answered. She turned and walked out. Carmen grunted, she throws a vase to the wall in anger. She sank to the floor, hands seizing the strands of hair while she wept. Just then, she felt a shadow upon her. “Has the war started?” Arsha asked. Carmen was stunned, she turned around in shock to see him. “How long have you been listening? You’ve been there the entire time?” She demanded. Arsha looked at her, “Quiet enough to hear that.” He said. Carmen whirled around and stood up, “You crazy….” She stammered. “So, it’s true. You’re the daughter of a high class couple that abused their daughter in something of brutal foreplay….As you claim.” Arsha said. Carmen felt her heart in her throat, “How did you know that?” She whispered. “I’ve been listening.” Arsha stated. Carmen laughed a little, “Liar, there’s no way.” She said. “I heard you come down the stairs and muttering that, you got your parents arrested for the abuse you suffered with evidence. And they went away for life.” Arsha stated. Carmen gasped, she couldn’t believe her ears. Arsha saw her vulnerability, then the psychotic sneer was beautifully enticing on his face. Carmen felt alarmed, her heart pounding in her chest while she uttered soft gasps from her rosy lips. She turned and glared at him, “You, sir, are no gentleman.” She rebuked. “And you, miss, are no lady.” Arsha said, his sneer faded. Carmen felt him behind her, Arsha’s hand touched her slender shoulders as his fingers running through her locks, he whispers in her ear: “You don’t know me, but I know what you are. You can’t escape me.” She gasped softly, he leers that crazy smirk he seems to like to put on a lot. Carmen turned and smiled alluring at him. She leaned over, her hand behind his head and whispers in his ear, “There’s a storm coming, you don’t know what’s at stake. You have no idea what I’m about, do you?” She pulled away and walks off however while she did so, Carmen saw Connor Vitus, Tedrick Hammond and Jenny Boleyn. Connor was almost like the leader, Tedrick seems to enjoy the destruction of the cruel world, his gleeful beautiful façade however Jenny was worrisome. She then senses an intruder until Carmen falls into a pool of icy cold water and nearly drowned until Arsha saved her, it was then Carmen’s body was nearly under normal temperature and place in a warm chamber to recover for warmer clothes, the heater and a toasty comforter. But Carmen kept saying Arsha’s name. Carmen was unconscious in her slumber coma but felt hands touching her hair, smoothing it and stroking it. Hands touching her face gently, her head nodded sideways slowly in her sleep. Carmen felt some sort of cold liquid against her wounded skin. She stirred in her sleep, hands slowly clenched slowly and bit her lip slowly in her coma. She arched her back in her back, convulsed around and her slender legs rose up a bit while Arsha sneers at her alluringly. It felt like a dream where Carmen woke up with gasps as she looked around while Arsha was beside her. Carmen was panicking however Arsha put a hand on her thigh. “Don’t be scared, I would never hurt you, OK? You’re not a bad person, I really think you are something better.” Arsha assured her. Carmen felt tears in her eyes, “Are you afraid I’m going to kill myself?” She asked. “Why are you doing this to yourself?” asked Arsha. He put a hand on her forehead, “You’re warm, Carmen.” He noted. She is biting her lip. For the rest of Carmen’s life, getting dressed would never be the private affair it had been before her extreme makeover — noblewomen would watch her put on her clothes in the morning and take them off at night, and squabble over the privilege of handing the queen her undergarments. But in two decades, the ceremonial toilette would be remaindered, as the country stripped their adopted queen of her finery again, and led her to the guillotine in a white shift, to pay the ultimate price for her failure to correctly gauge. Carmen felt free to chase butterflies in the palace gardens with young ladies from her entourage; to mock the dour old crones in the court; to snub scheming, well-connected ex-poule mistress, and to refuse to wear the torturously confining royal grand corps corset. She delighted and thrilled the curious public by taking up riding, wearing men’s breeches and a riding coat, and having a portrait of herself painted astride a rearing stallion. Carmen is scandalous party girl and also an extrovert social butterfly, a mother and a young lady of fashion who loved enjoying life to the fullest. She was known of her extravagant and very luxurious lifestyle, extrovert personality, she loved hanging out with her friends and having parties. Her love for fashion, enjoyments, indulgences, luxuries, parties and fun. She was the most scandalous party girl of her time no doubt about it – and also her extravagant taste in fashion created a style for whole new generations of young women to come. But she was also just a bubbling personality who loved social life, enjoying life … and also spending lovely time in her idyllic countryside cottage. The palace is a huge palace with equally huge gardens, parks and lakes – and even countryside meadows and farm cottages are included in the palace’s area. Carmen learned to love and enjoy the extravagant, luxurious lifestyle of royals. She loved hanging out with her like-minded friends and indulging herself with priceless luxury gowns and fabrics, fashion designs made for her, delicacies, desserts and fine cuisine, amazing jewelry, gorgeous shoes and spa-type of treatments. She used to sleep long, sometimes till midday. Most of all Carmen loved dressing her best and going out to social gatherings and parties of upper class, and, to deprave and wild masquerade parties. She went to those parties with her friends. Those masquerade parties of the upper class and royals that Carmen participated in, became famous nationwide for their sinful events, extravagant luxury, tables bending of delicacies, gourmet foods and champagne, indulgences and depraved, wild atmosphere--everything was allowed in those parties, including sexual encounters. The masquerade parties were full of upper class dressed in most luxurious, gorgeous, imaginative and extravagant gowns and costumes, jewelry decorated masks and jewelry. They were thrown in the Cirque des Damnes – the gorgeous cream cake building in middle of the city. The Cirque des Damnes was luxuriously decorated with gold and velvet, chandeliers, candles, champagne fountains, tons of delicious foods, desserts, candies and cakes, and, amazing-looking people who just wanted to let it loose and get a little crazy, have intimate encounters and drink, eat and party like crazy. There was music, fun, sinful secret encounters and people having the time of their lives. Carmen was one of them. She thought she was in safe and unrecognizable with her mask, but she was too stunning not to be recognized. She was said to have intimate encounters in those parties, and for sure she had at least one lover, a Swedish aristocrat, that she met in those parties. Even the champagne glasses that they started using in these parties and built gorgeous champagne fountains from them – were created based on the looks of her breasts. She had very giving, sexy gowns. Carmen would spend time partying and throwing lavish balls where only the rich and famous would attend. Carmen distanced herself from her old life and began spending an increased amount of time at a private castle housed on the grounds of the Palace. Right about this time, there were rumors beginning to surface that claimed Carmen was involved in an extra-marital affair with a diplomat. The rumors and disrespect for Carmen continued on throughout her stay. In fact, pamphlets began in circulation that showed Carmen and described her love of the extravagant life. She also knows this waltz: One person takes left hand and the other takes the right and walk around one another, pulling slightly on one another's arms to facilitate the turn. Then they walk completely around one another and back to where they started. Later on; Carmen pulls her hair up in a high bun and puts a hair pin in her hairstyle while singing some songs, “I come home in the morning light, my mother says when you gonna live your life right. Oh mother dear we're not the fortunate ones, And girls they wanna have fun. Oh girls just want to have fun! The phone rings in the middle of the night, my father yells what you gonna do with your life. Oh daddy dear you know you're still number one, But girls they wanna have fun. Oh girls just want to have! They just wanna, they just wanna! They just wanna, they just wanna, oh girls! Girls they wanna have fun! They just wanna, they just wanna! They just wanna, they just wanna! They just wanna, they just wanna! They just wanna, they just wanna! They just wanna, they just wanna! They just wanna, they just wanna! They just wanna, they just wanna! They just wanna, they just wanna! They just wanna, they just wanna!...This is why events unnerve me, They find it all, a different story. Notice whom for wheels are turning. Turn again and turn towards this time, all she ask's the strength to hold me...Then again the same old story. World will travel, oh so quickly. Travel first and lean towards this time. Oh, I'll break them down, no mercy shown....Heaven knows, it's got to be this time....Roxanne, You don't have to put on that red light. Walk the streets for money, You don't care if it's wrong or if it is right. Roxanne, You don't have to wear that dress tonight. Roxanne, You don't have to sell your body to the night. His eyes upon your face, His hand upon your hand. His lips caress your skin, It's more than I can stand! Why does my heart cry? Feelings I can't fight! You're free to leave me but Just don't deceive me! ...and please believe me when I say, I love you!...Come what may, I will love you ‘til my dying day…Despite the lies that you're making, Your love is mine for the taking. My love is. Just waiting. To turn your tears to roses....Despite the lies that you're making, Your love is mine for the taking. My love is. Just waiting. To turn your tears to roses. I will be the one that's gonna hold you, I will be the one that you run to. My love is. A burning, consuming fire...No! You'll never be alone! When darkness comes, I'll light the night with stars. Hear the whispers in the dark. No! You'll never be alone! When darkness comes, you know I'm never far, Hear the whispers in the dark….I'm just a step away, I'm just a breath away. Losin' my faith today, Fallin' off the edge today. I am just a man, Not superhuman, I'm not superhuman--Someone save me from the hate. It's just another war, Just another family torn. Falling from my faith today, Just a step from the edge, Just another day in the world we live! I need a hero to save me now, I need a hero, save me now), I need a hero to save my life! A hero'll save me, just in time!....The countdown begins to destroy ourselves!...I'm awake I'm alive, Now I know what I believe inside. Now it's my time, I'll do what I want 'cause this is my life. Here, right here--Right now, right now. Stand my ground and never back down, I know what I believe inside! I'm awake and I'm alive!...Waking up, waking up! Waking up, waking up! Waking up, waking up!...In this world you tried, Not leaving me alone behind. There's no other way, I prayed to the gods let him stay. The memories ease the pain inside, Now I know why...All of my memories keep you near, In silent moments imagine you here. All of my memories keep you near, Your silent whispers, silent tears….The burning desire, To live and roam free. It shines in the dark, And it grows within me. You're holding my hand but you don't understand. So where I am going, you wont be in the end, I'm dreaming in colors. Of getting the chance, Of dreaming of trying the perfect romance. The search of the door, to open your mind. In search of the cure of mankind, Help us were drowning...So close up inside. Why does it rain, rain, rain down on utopia? Why does it have to kill the ideal of who we are? Why does it rain, rain, rain down on utopia? How will the lights die down, telling us who we are?...I will wander 'til the end of time, torn away from you. I pull away to face the pain, I close my eyes and drift away. Over the fear that I will never find, A way to heal my soul. And I will wander 'til the end of time, Torn away from you....My heart is broken. Sweet sleep, my dark angel. Deliver us from sorrow's hold, Or from my hard heart….We all live...We all die. That does not begin to justify you. It's not what it seems, Not what you think. No, I must be dreaming. It's only in my mind, Not in real life. No, I must be dreaming….Gimme, gimme, gimme whatcha got got. 'Cause I can't wait wait wait any more more. Don't even talk about the consequence, 'Cause right now you're the only thing that's making any sense to me And I don't give a damn what they say or what they think, think. 'Cause you're the only one who's on my mind. I'll never ever let you leave me, I'll try to stop time forever. Never wanna hear you say goodbye. I feel so untouched and I want you so much, That I just can't resist you. It's not enough to say that I miss you. I feel so untouched right now, need you so much somehow. I can't forget you, Goin' crazy from the moment I met you….From the mouths of babes to the power of men, I make it all new again. Hold my hand, hold my hand 'cause I can't touch the ground--The carousel goes around, round and round. The addiction, the friction, it burns you alive. So illegal, no evil is seen with these eyes. I won't tell if you won’t and I will if you want, Nothing is sacred, don't care if it's wrong. I'm your Lolita, La Femme Nikita. When we're together, you'll love me forever. You're my possession, I'm your obsession! Don't tell me never, you'll love me forever! Always stay close to me, Don't think of leaving. And I promise, I will keep our secret…secret, secret...How can I decide what's right, When you're clouding up my mind? I can't win your losing fight, All the time. Not gonna ever own what's mine, When you're always taking sides. But you won't take away my pride. No, not this time...Not this time. How did we get here? When I used to know you so well. How did we get here? Well, I think I know how. There is something I see in you, It might kill me, I want it to be true....” She stops and sings while giggling to her, “Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh! Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh! Caught in a bad romance. Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh! Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh! Caught in a bad romance....I want your ugly, I want your disease. I want your everything, As long as it's free. I want your love, Love-love-love. I want your love, I want your drama. The touch of your hand, I want your leather studded kiss in the sand. I want your love, I want your love. You know that I want you, And you know that I need you. I want it bad, Your bad romance...I want your love and, I want your revenge, You and me could write a bad romance. I want your love and, All your lovers revenge, You and me could write a bad romance. Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh! Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh! Caught in a bad romance. Oh-oh-oh-oh-ooh! Oh-oh-ooh-oh-oh-oh! Caught in a bad romance.” Carmen paused and sings: “Roxanne! You don't have to put on that red light, Walk the streets for money--You don't care if it's wrong or if it is right. Roxanne! You don't have to wear that dress tonight. Roxanne! You don't have to sell your body to the night. His eyes upon your face, his hand upon your hand, his lips caress your skin...It's more than I can stand!....Past the point of no return, no backward glances. The games we've played till now are at an end....Past all thought of if or when, no use resisting--Abandon thought and let the dream descend. What raging fire shall flood the soul? What rich desire unlocks its door? What sweet seduction lies before us? Past the point of no return, The final threshold? What warm, unspoken secrets will we learn beyond the point of no return?...Why does my heart cry? Feelings I can't fight! You're free to leave me but just don't deceive me!...and please believe me when I say, I love you!....You have brought me, To that moment where words run dry...To that moment where speech disappears into silence...Silence....I have come here, Hardly knowing the reason why. In my mind I've already imagined our bodies entwining, defenseless and silent...And now I am here with you, no second thoughts....I've decided, decided….One final question, How long should we two wait before we're one? When will the blood begin to race? The sleeping bud bursts into bloom? When will the flames at last consume us? Past the point of no return, The final threshold. The bridge is crossed, so stand and watch it burn....We've passed the point of no return.”
That night; Carmen goes through many dreams she has: The first one was a strong nature with several lakes and forests as well as different animals. A woman transforming into an owl that flies around rivers and mountains. She is then depicted as walking around in the forest as a sort of magical spirit, interacting with nature, and twirling in a forest glade. There is another woman who is dancing on a background of a blue, starry sky. She is wearing a white dress and has white extensions in her hair. The other band members are also shown before various backgrounds of fire, a thunderstorm and a red planet. In another vision; an alcoholic who beats and presumably rapes his wife and daughter, and at the close of the video is killed by a poison slipped into his drink by his wife. The wife, as a result, is put in jail and possibly sentenced to death, leaving the child an orphan where the woman is writing a letter to her daughter. In a vision she saw a woman who has been seemingly abandoned on the side of the road in the middle of nowhere. She accepts a lift from a priest, who takes her back to his home. The priest is in fact a demonic serial killer, who adopts different disguises to get to his victims. All of these disguises are trustworthy people, like a doctor, a police officer, a clown, judge, or a priest. As the woman stumbles upon a board full of newspaper clippings in the killers home, which are about his previous victims, he seemingly overpowers her with chloroform. He takes a tied up the woman to the middle of the desert to bury her alive. However, the woman immediately awakens as the other angels approach and is revealed to also be one of the angels, who was left at the side of the road as bait for the serial killer, during which time the rest of the vigilantes appear and the killer is confronted with the spirits of his victims, who destroy him. The vigilantes then move onto their next target. There was a dream she had of herself as she returns to her old house, which is now for sale. As she enters her old home, she walks around the house, haunted by memories of her past. In the next dream she had; a man walking around a city witnessing various people committing crimes, such as a man stealing a blind woman's wallet and a prostitute being picked up by an older man. He saves a child from almost being hit by a car when his mother wasn't paying attention to what he was doing. As the boy looks back, there is nobody there, suggesting that the man was an angel-like apparition. And the next dream was of a fallen angel who becomes a human due to its weakness on fighting and suffers from it. Meanwhile; there was a diary with an empty page and someone took out a pen and wrote two entries that each talk about something that sounded sick and weird: "Her lips taste like fruit punch, she says. She puts lip balm flavored on them, I can tell. I understate my love for her, I don't reveal my true feelings for Desdemondia and my desire to get in bed with her. I have a reputation for hitting off with women but I have changed. I am quite fond of spontaneous romance, I want passions with my Desdemondia and so infatuated for Little Desdemondia. All I wanted was a romantic night with her my way. Carmen, my Desdemondia. She has no shame in her game. She lies about her promiscuity for she lives in a luxurious lifestyle, a smooth talker to the boys--Including me. People who don't know Little Heidi are fooled by her demeanor as everyone falls in love with her looks. Yet nobody knows what she's like, I can't understand how persuasive she is. Carmen can talk her way out of any situation, how? Because she's beautiful! Watching women like her eat ice cream is sensuous...Carmen...." The second one said, "Heidi is a party girl at heart, she gets dressed up and hopes to find a crowd. Always depending on the kindness of strangers, everything you want is impossible. She's playing around and breaking my black heart. Looks being drained due to stress. She doesn't care for the abuse she gets for loving me. She seeks only happiness and doesn't see the problem. Even if it's an older man--Me. My love, I know you love me too. You need me, you need me in your life. You can't live without me, and I'd died without you--I'd kill for you." Long ago....A man photographs outside of a church when he is about to snap another picture when he can see a young girl in the lenses. He looks up to see this little, beautiful girl who is wearing a short sleeved white and blue dress with Mary Jane blacks. She has white blonde hair that stands out from the average Sunday clothes she wore. "Beautiful." muttered the man. The girl glance at the man and smiles brightly. The man photographing the church is Fred Neville, he has been closed to the family ever since but mostly desires the ashen blonde girl who is Young Sinead. Sinead spends time with him where she is fascinated with stories about Desdemondia. The 'fruitful' Desdemondia, however it is a metaphor story about Sinead and how he feels about her. Sinead had no clue as she likes to tease him about the pretty women walking about in the park or anywhere they went. But Fred pretended to be interested however he couldn't stop staring at little Sinead who was about 7 years old and two years from being 9. The way she skipped in the fields of daises with bare feet. Wearing vestal white. Having daisies all a scattered and she writes and sings to herself while Fred watches her and listens, feeling aroused by her young beauty. When she turned 9 and her friendship with Fred started to grow but grow more for Fred as his obsession for her made him blush; Sinead's family, including her sister, became suspicious of Fred's intentions towards Sinead. When Sinead was 12; there was a tragedy came upon her family. Her sister and her parents died in the fire, Sinead was traumatized with burnt marks on her skin. She survived as she fears Fred, who started the fire upon her beloved family. Sinead's suspicions were right. She found Fred's diary and was horrified to read the entries in there, Sinead was horrified and she didn't not know to trust to tell someone about him. Sinead ran away as she sang in the street which caught the attention of a ravenous producer that offered Sinead a record deal. In her life as a singer-songwriter; Sinead had a sense of eccentric but interesting style and won't be a product or be boxed in by what people want her to be. With Alice in Wonderland inspired outfits, dreamy lyrics about angels and fantasy; Sinead became 'the next big thing'. In interviews, music videos, and concerts; Sinead disguised her white blonde locks with wash out hair dyes. But little did she know that Fred was watching her and plans to make her his. Years later in the present....Sinead was suspended by her wrists, her mouth had a gag in her mouth and she muffled in fear. Her eyes widened while a creepy monotone voice was almost sing-song, "My love, I know you love me too. You need me, you need me in your life. You can't live without me, and I'd died without you--I'd kill for you." In the meantime; Jonah was looking for Sinead when all of a sudden, he found a note that reads: "I have Sinead, come to me. I would never deflower my Desdemondia but try anything, there will be pain inflicted and you might receive something in the mail of her. So, DON'T TRY ANYTHING!!!!!" Afterwards; Jonah walked in with corpses as he entered a manor. He is greeted by Fred, he wore a top hat and a suit which looked colorful and wild. He wore gloves and nice shoes as well as a neck tie. "Ah, you came! I knew you came, how delightfu--Huurkkk!" He said, but was seized by the throat. "Where is she?!" demanded Jonah. Fred choked as he managed to gasp out, "Who?" "Sinead." Jonah remarked. Fred smiled in a depraved manner, "Ah, her." He said. Then, he said, "I'll tell you where but one thing--HAVE SOME POWDER!!!" As he hit Jonah with a powdered puff but this powder was strong and knocked him out. When Jonah woke up, he saw paintings in a crude inspired way. There was Fred slitting a man's throat and flayed off all his skin and he strung the chair. Then, a second man who was tied naked to a column, and flayed alive. The man's quartered body was then distributed as a war trophy among the army, and his skin was stuffed with straw and sewn, reinvested with his military insignia, and exhibited riding an ox in a mocking procession along the streets. There was a crude vision of Fred with an army of skeletons wreaking havoc across a blackened, desolate landscape. Fires burn in the distance, and the sea is littered with shipwrecks. A few leafless trees stud hills otherwise bare of vegetation; fish lie rotting on the shores of a corpse-choked pond. In the foreground, skeletons haul a wagon full of skulls; in the upper left corner, others ring the bell that signifies the death knell of the world. A fool plays the lute while a skeleton behind him plays along; a starving dog nibbles at the face of a child; a cross sits in the center of the painting. People are herded into a trap decorated with crosses, while a skeleton on horseback kills people with a scythe. Fred was feasting upon a child. The child's head and part of the left arm has already been consumed. The right arm has probably been eaten too. Fred is on the point of taking another bite from the left arm; as he looms from the darkness, his mouth gapes and his eyes bulge whitely. While walking down the hall; Jonah could hear haunted singing: "O my Desdemondia... Desdemondia. Desdemondia, how I remember those sultry nights, the stars, the cars, and the bar..." Jonah running as he searched but he is sidetracked by the horrifying paintings that were almost copies of infamous, nightmarish artwork. There Fred seems to whisper in Sinead's ear. His right arm reaches under hers so that he can grasp her head. Her right hand touches his and looks horrified. "Ah, Desdemondia....You are the light of my life. The fire in my loins--My sin and soul. Love at first sight, last sight, ever sight." He said in a creepy monotone. "STAY AWAY FROM ME!!!!" Sinead cried. Jonah gasped at the screaming, "Sinead!" He runs after her as he heard him say: "Please Desdemondia, I need you to imagine us--" Fred begged but Sinead cried out, "Stop. Calling Me. Desdemondia! I'M NOT YOUR FRIGGIN' DESDEMONDIA!!!!" However she was grunting and screaming which turn out to be tearful. Fred comforts her, "Don't cry, I'm sorry to deceive you but that's how life is." He said. Jonah looked around but he jumped at the sight of a visionary picture of a man sitting there with his eyes boring into an oblivion, like looking into someone's soul. He backs away and found a portrait version of the scream but it was of Sinead with an agonized expression against a landscape with a tumultuous orange sky. Jonah then heard voices and got ready, he found the white door as he barged it open. Fred had an arm around Sinead's nape tightly and in his other hand was a steak knife, "Don't come and closer--Or she dies, she knows that she belongs to me." Fred threatened. "Jonah, help me!" Sinead begged tearfully. Just then, bottle corks popped and objects lifting 15 feet in the air. Fred was horrified by this, "What the--What is this sorcery?" He demanded, "What's going on? Are you doing this?" Jonah was standing there calmly but a smirk appeared on his face, "Maybe I am." More objects as well as there were crumbling and things were falling apart. "I don't believe it!" gasped Fred. "Jonah!" Sinead cried, reaching towards him. "Desdemondia!" Jonah called, he successfully caught her and pulled her close to him. "C'mon, we gotta get away!" He said. Just before they left; Fred emerged from the rubble as he cried out, "No, please! Don't leave me here, Desdemondia!" Sinead glared at him, "I told you, I'm not Desdemondia--It's Sinead....You killed my family, you bastard." She claimed and turned away. Fred tried reaching as he screamed hysterically, "DES-DE-MON-DIA!!!" Sinead turned and screamed as loud as she could, "I'M NOT YOUR FRIGGIN' DESDEMONDIA, YOU PSYCHO!!!!" Then with all of her might; Sinead kicked Fred in the head, his neck snapped and he fell lifeless in the rubble however Jonah pulled her as they got to safer ground. Once they got away; Jonah looked at how much damage the manor is but looked over at Sinead who was quiet for a moment. "Are you OK?" Jonah asked. Sinead nodded, "I will be." She admitted. Jonah walked over to her and put an arm around her to say, "It's over." Sinead smiled at him, "Yes." She said. They walked away. In a more subtle room within nightclub Rhythym Blue tonight; Jonah and Sinead, hidden above the ceiling watching the people, were going after the entire club because the residence there has the vermin of the world inhabit it where they make cruelty and mockery of the vermins in the lower zoo by stripping their beauty into filth with their greed and victimize them for the things they've been through. "I'm starting the explosives, this club is going down--Correct Jonah?" Sinead asked. "Affirmative, wait until I give the signal." answered Jonah. Sinead nodded and continued to work while Jonah watched the others talking, laughing, and partying. Luckily nobody could see him since the ceiling was shadowy and dark as it is bright with neon lighting down there. He spotted the most well known vermin of them all--District Attorney Alejandro Fernandez, the man who represented criminal Joe Calder as the jury found the guy 'not guilty' and there was no justice. Now here Joe and Alejandro was surrounded by females, who seduce him as he drinks away. "I see, so the worst vermin of them all is here in Rhythym Blue." remarked Jonah, to no one particular. He snickers to himself as he looked around from above, "This place is going to hell in about one hour." thought Jonah. But then something changed, he saw someone among the vermin crowd. She wasn't even a vermin. It was a young vestal woman with the purity of a child. She is woefully naive, without too significant a difference, but in all she almost has never have any flaws that actually affect them in a way that truly matters, usually going for endearing traits such as beauty and innocence. She wore a white off the shoulder dress with a white collar, 3 buttons down the front and a side zipper closure. This girl was Ingrid, the comtesse’s daughter. The comtesse’s name was actually Biblis Veton. Meanwhile; Arsha hears noises as he decides to check it out and found a violent old lady who assaults him and binds him. Arsha held out his wrists and he wouldn’t move his arms. His eyes were down and he held out his hands. The old woman was about to hurt him however she is hit from behind and felt himself freed. The old woman collapses on top of him and shudders, then lies still. Arsha opens his eyes, wondering why she's stopped, why he's been spared. He sits up slowly, confused. Arsha looks over at the old woman lying unconscious in the grass. He looks up. There's someone standing over her, silhouetted against the wallpaper. He looked and saw it was Carmen Ironheart. She casually drops her weapon to the ground, its underside dark and wet with the old woman's blood. They stare at each other, gauging, assessing. Carmen said to Arsha, “If you agree to be my submissive, I will be devoted to you.” She said to him. When the old woman woke up, she saw Carmen and Arsha standing over her. Carmen made the straps tighter on her. The old woman cried out in pain. Carmen hands the tools for her sick fantasy while Arsha used them on the creepy old woman, Arsha plunged the leech deeper and deeper as blood spluttered out! It looked like it really hurts and so much squirted out. Carmen watched with a stunning expression. Later; there is a pristine white towel thick and clean being spread out carefully over the white tiles. Carmen’s skirt as it hits the towel, dropping down around her bare feet, a torn and bloodied blouse, also dropping to the towel, landing next to the skirt. Carmen’s white bra and panties slipping down to the towel as well. Carmen's bare feet, stepping off the towel and back onto the tiles, her hands as they fold up shoes, clothes and socks inside the towel, making a tidy bundle of it. Her shower curtain is drawn, the shower running while Carmen is hunched under the showerhead, one arm propped up against the tiles for support. Her small shoulders, trembling as she gasps for breath between sobs coming faster and harder, body convulsing with pleasure as she cries out. Later on; Arsha is alone, sitting at the piano. He starts to play; the same few notes practicing. Carmen suddenly appears beside him, her fingers on the lower end of the scale complimenting what he is playing, and as he sits. Carmen then takes over, upping the tempo. Almost indignant, he moves onto something more complex, staring at her while he does so, a defiant look in his eyes. Unfazed, she matches him as the music becoming increasingly complex and exuberant. Arsha tries once again to outdo her but to avail – Carmen is with his there, every step of the way. She then reaches over, her arm moving around the back of him, one hand on the high notes, one on the low, trapping him within her embrace. Arsha is helpless but enthralled, he surrenders to the music, surrenders to her as the music soars beautifully. Arsha closes her eyes and shivers, this feeling of pleasure so new and dangerous. Carmen relinquishes control once again- allowing him to take on the part she was playing. Arsha has never felt this way before, his legs tense up, his breathing heavy, music builds and builds until Carmen stops. Arsha’s notes trail off. Carmen turns to him slowly and smiles. She leans in slowly toward him, seductively. He seems unable to move. He can’t even look at her. Eventually, managing to compose himself, Arsha turns to look at Carmen but she is gone. He is alone once again. Later; the comtesse looked at a watercolor painting that looked unfinished of a beautiful young man. “Who is this? A Greek god?” She asked. The comtesse’s daughter, Ingrid, covered the painting and looked flushed, “That’s no Greek god, that’s Arsha! And I told you, it’s not done.” She scolded. “Arsha? Who’s Arsha?” The comtesse asked. Ingrid sighed, “Arsha Capulet, he’s the most dashing man I know. I need a gentleman after all.” She said. The comtesse snickered a little, “Hmm, you seem to have a thing for beautiful disasters such as Jonah and Trevor. Now this gent?” She joked. “There’s nothing wrong with admiring the dastardly elegance!” objected Ingrid. “Fine, fine. I just find it peculiar.” The comtesse said calmly. Ingrid looked so thrilled, “The coquettish Carmen Ironheart is a dominatrix in her own blood stained kinks. It’s such a conspiracy, what a scandal!” She exclaimed. The comtesse nodded, “It is. Jonah is ultimately on the side of good, but commits many malevolence actions for the sake of it, and comes very close to becoming an outright scoundrel.” She declared. “Well, there is little doubt he truly loves Carmen, but his relationship with Jonah is loaded with subtext and follows the typical love story.” Ingrid rumored. “Exactly how psychotic are you for these boys?” The comtesse inquired suspiciously. Ingrid shrugs, “I'm trying to decide if I'm happy or not….I'm on the outside looking in…..I feel like I'm losing control.” She said.
“Are you new in the system?” asked Jonah. “Yeah, just about.” Said a young man. “We have an assignment that might help you. You’ll thank us soon enough.” replied Trevor. “You…guys are very kind.” The guy said. “That’s what we are, we’re build up on niceness.” Jonah answered. It seemed like it was an erotic dream: Jonah inclined his head and lip-locks with Carmen’s wobbling mouth. Jonah tug her lip with his teeth and mouth gently. He was using just the tip of the tongue wet the lips with a slightly controlled movement. When the moment feels right, he slowly insert the tip of the tongue into the mouth and then pull back slightly as though the mouths are mirroring the act of intercourse. He repeats this motion with a regular rhythm to build anticipation and increase the level of desire. Jonah hesitates momentarily to allow the other person to repeat the motions while softly nibble the lips, gently licking and biting the curves on the upper lip, moving to the corners of the mouth and just below the bottom lip. Also, he sucks on the lips, one at a time, and slowly and slightly firmly sucks and releases the tongue. Carmen passed out and found herself in front of Trevor who was grinding his body against Carmen’s body as he gyrated and his pleasurable moaning was whimpered. He rumpled softly his lips closed and swiftly covers her face, seize the lips of the lover between her teeth and by every breath sip them, without biting them yet. His lips juicily exploring the mouth, tongue and teeth. He exfoliate the lips regularly to ensure they are smooth and maybe even use a small amount of flavored lip chap to make the lips soft and tasty. His body pressed the body slowly but firmly towards one another, then release a little and repeat in response to the speed of the kissing to heighten pleasure levels. He places the palm of one hand at the back of the neck and softly tousles the hair with his fingers, while also caressing the neck. The other hand can rest firmly but gently on the side of the face, moving to stroke the jaw line and neck. Moments later; Carmen was shaken with ecstasy and slowly smiling to herself. Later there was filmed found footage of Carmen who is in a green kimono with cherry blossoms on it and her hair in an up-do. She begins to sing: “The world seems not the same, though I know nothing has changed. It's all my state of mind, I can't leave it all behind. I have stand up to be stronger.....I have to try, to break free from the thoughts in my mind. Use the time that I have, I can't say goodbye, have to make it right....Have to fight, cause I know in the end it's worthwhile, that the pain that I feel slowly fades away. It will be alright....Sparkling angel, I believed, You were my savior--In my time of need. Blinded by faith, I couldn't hear...All the whispers...The warnings so clear...I see the angels, I'll lead them to your door. There's no escape now, No mercy no more. No remorse 'cause I still remember...The smile when you tore me apart....You took my heart, Deceived me right from the start. You showed me dreams, I wished they would turn into real. You broke the promise, And made me realize...It was all just a lie....Could have been forever, Now we have reached the end...This world may have failed you, It doesn't give you reason why. You could have chosen, A different path of life...Lost in the darkness, hoping for a sign. Instead there is only silence, Can't you hear my screams? Never stop hoping, Need to know where you are. But one thing is for sure, You're always in my heart. I'll find you somewhere, I'll keep on trying until my dying day. I just need to know whatever has happened, The truth will free my soul....Despite the lies that you're making, Your love is mine for the taking. My love is, Just waiting, To turn your tears to roses. Despite the lies that you're making, Your love is mine for the taking. My love is, Just waiting, To turn your tears to roses. I will be the one that's gonna hold you, I will be the one that you run to. My love is, A burning, consuming fire...No, You'll never be alone! When darkness comes, I'll light the night with stars--Hear the whispers in the dark...No! You'll never be alone. When darkness comes, you know I'm never far, Hear the whispers in the dark...” She paused and whispered, “Carmen is a bitch and then you die!” She screamed loudly as Jonah jumped back. Carmen giggled and walked away. Later; Carmen is wore a beautiful black satin corset with pleated edging around collar and bust. The corset is made with steel boning, 4 layers of strong fabrics, metal grommets and satin lacing, and removable front modest panel. The black organza high low ruffle skirt has short inner lining and elastic waistband. The second pictures shows of Carmen in a tie on side bustles in matching black satin. Her outfit consists of a bustier with golden sequins, a red corset, a ruffled black leather vest, long red and black striped gloves, and black cage skirt. The third picture where Carmen wore a teal floral dress and a dark blue cardigan. And fourth, Carmen wore a gray trench coat, a short-sleeved black, sequined mini dress, black sunglasses, gloves, leggings, blonde wig and a black flower hat with tulle hairpiece. There is another picture of Carmen who is now has long, wavy, side-swept brown hair and wore a beautiful corset was taken from an original 19th century design. It is made from a heavy ivory satin. All the seams are boned with steel rods. The front fastens with a steel busk fastener and the back laces up with strong corset tape through metal eyelets. The top edge of the corset is trimmed with a very pretty deep lace. This is an extremely rigid corset, the satin is backed with a heavy cotton canvas and the waist reinforced with strong tapes. There is a wide modesty panel underneath the back eyelets, so the corset can be laced open. She wore shorts that were striped woven jacquard fabric and contrast matt black fabric waistband. The waistband has an elegantly curved U shape at the front and the skirt is ruched with black ribbons and finished with a pleat and braided tape at the hem. A couple of years later, Carmen were spellbound by the city she was in. In the chaos; Jonah was falling and Carmen went after him! Carmen stopped Jonah as she said, “You can’t! You’ll die; you have to leave for now! I know how you feel but don’t worry, I will help you but please Jonah…Please be calm.” And comforts him. During the trash picking; Carmen pulled out a handkerchief, waving it around dramatically. “Oh, I’m a fair maiden. Sure, I’m a princess, locked away in a tower. Help me, O help me my brave and handsome knight…” She said in a mock tone but the handkerchief swooped from her hand. Carmen gasped, “DAMMIT!!!” She said as she went after the handkerchief while grunting and cursing. Just then, someone seized it and Carmen stops in her tracks. She stood up to see a handsome, kind young man that looked weary. “Yours, I believe.” He said. Carmen gasps softly. She blushed and realizes who it was--Trevor. But Trevor doesn’t recognize her! That’s when there was a lot of chaos going on and then Jonah discovers something, “I see you’ve returned, Jonah darling. I hope you don’t mind me saying this; I want your ‘love’ and your revenge. You interest me, I’ll be watching over you. Sincerely Carmen Ironheart.” Jonah glanced over at Carmen with a suspicious look. Within the crowd; she wore a uniform and an armband. Her hair is now slightly longer, wavy and had no bangs. She later wore a short strapless dress with a wrap skirt, long white fingerless gloves and a white headpiece with white feathers. She also wore a dark green cloak and her hair piled on top of her head. In the meantime; she was dressed in a long, white, vintage nightgown with cap sleeves, light pink-colored seams in the chest that have flower patterns on them, a hot pink bow about 6 inches tall at the center back and what appears to be black socks. She also holds an old lantern in her hand. The next day; Carmen wears a beige leotard under a burgundy ruffled fabric that covers her chest and backside, leaving her midriff exposed with several strings hanging from it and a burgundy feathered headpiece. She wore around her necklace of a silver plated chain and hardware, glitter standard role playing dice. Jonah and Trevor saw her as they try to run however Carmen follows behind! Smiling slowly, Carmen squealed as she struck Jonah with the needle, Jonah felt the effects as he collapsed. A few moments later after staring at his unconscious body; Carmen caressed his gentle face as well as his body of his shoulders and chest—even the area of his hips. Jonah’s eyes fluttered open and gasped to see Carmen over him. Jonah utters shaky breaths as he tried to move but Carmen stops him. “You can’t. The effects of the tranquilizer won’t your limbs move for another few hours but you’ll get to move again soon.” She explained with a dark look in her eyes. Jonah snivels softly while Carmen strokes his hair as she whispered to him: “So sweet…You are so cute and sweet…So good….Why can’t anyone be like…you?” Carmen inclined her head and lip-locks with Jonah’s wobbling mouth. She felt dominating but Jonah felt so tortured yet small while Carmen tug his lip with her teeth and mouth gently. Carmen was using just the tip of the tongue wet the lips with a slightly controlled movement. When the moment feels right, slowly insert the tip of the tongue into the mouth and then pull back slightly as though the mouths are mirroring the act of intercourse. She repeats this motion with a regular rhythm to build anticipation and increase the level of desire. She hesitates momentarily to allow Jonah to repeat the motions or use their own preferred movements, noticing the speed and intensity. She softly nibble the lips, gently licking and biting the curves on the upper lip, moving to the corners of the mouth and just below the bottom lip. Also, she sucks on the lips, one at a time, and slowly and slightly firmly suck and release the tongue. Then, she pulled away with saliva trickling from Jonah’s mouth and Carmen moved onto Trevor. Trevor panics as he tries to get away but he takes his dagger and pierced into Carmen’s shoulder blade. Carmen moaned and then she did the same thing. Trevor groaned in agony, he loosened his panic state as Carmen planted her lips against his mouth. Carmen grinded her body against Trevor’s body as she gyrated and blood spurts from Lennox’s shoulder and Carmen’s pleasurable moaning was muffled. Carmen rumpled softly her lips closed and swiftly covers his face, seize the lips of his between her teeth and by every breath sip them, without biting them yet. Her lips juicily exploring the mouth, tongue and teeth. She exfoliate the lips regularly to ensure they are smooth and maybe even use a small amount of flavored lip chap to make the lips soft and tasty. Her body press the body slowly but firmly towards one another, then release a little and repeat in response to the speed of the kissing to heighten pleasure levels. She places the palm of one hand at the back of the neck and softly tousle the hair with her fingers, while also caressing the neck. The other hand can rest firmly but gently on the side of the face, moving to stroke the jaw line and neck. While kissing; Carmen moved Trevor's hands can also move to massage, squeeze and caress the breasts, just under the breast bone, abdomen, thighs and pulling her body in closer to achieve a more intimate contact. Pulling the hair at the roots to gently tilt the head back can also be an erotic way to increase pleasure. Her breathing is synchronizing as she inhales and exhales with approximately the same depth, adjusting the breathing as the kissing intensifies to shorter more rapid breaths. When it was all over; Trevor and Jonah found out that it was Carmen, who invited them separately at different times so they went. Later; Carmen greeted Jonah and stared in his eyes. “You look beautiful, Carmen.” Jonah said, touching her cheek. Carmen blushed, “Not as beautiful as you.” She flirted. “I’m flattered.” Jonah said with a chuckle. In the meantime; Carmen pokes his cheeks softly. “You wanna play?” She said in a sultry voice. Jonah looked at her funny, “What?” He said. Just then, Carmen gently pushes him onto his back and she'd grab onto his skin while massaging it. Jonah moans out inaudibly and arches his back. “Oh~!” He whispered. She'd keep squeezing his flesh more nodding at him. Jonah continues moaning and starts grinding his hips. “Ah~!” He breathed. Carmen lifts his shirt over and kissing his pale skin softly. She roughly massages the sides of his body between each lick and grabs onto the base of his abs squeezing him as she sucks on him harder. Jonah moans out loudly and arches his back again while Carmen moans too. She gently grabs onto his leg lifting it while kissing at him and she bites into his thigh sucking hard, on it. “So frail you are.......mmmmmm…” Carmen said. Jonah gasps and moans again, “F-frail?” He asked. “Mmmmm....yes frail.....We'll have to do something about that, won't we?” Carmen said with a smile on her face. Carmen then said, "Maybe like this." She leans over and bites him. Carmen shivers with pleasure, she moans louder and holds onto him tightly. Jonah moans out loudly, body quivering a bit, “Ahhh~” He gasped. Jonah moans loudly, her body quivering as she caved in, spraying blood all over her hand. “Ahhh~” Carmen moaned. Afterwards; Trevor approached Carmen, “Carmen…” Trevor gasped. Carmen turned around and grinned, “Trevor, you came.” She said. Then; Carmen smirks when she strips his clothes a little and gets closer to him, then she places one of her fingers over his exposed skin and rubs them. “Such a naughty boy... I like it.” She moves her finger between his cut above the crotch area as she moves her head closer to the scar. “So horny... it seems you can’t wait, do you?” She puts the tip of her tongue between his bleeding skin and licks them and rubs is. “Mmmmmm…” Carmen moves her tongue in circles as she introduces her tongue deeper inside him. “Oh~ so delicious... there is nothing better than a juicy wound from a filthy boy.” She said. Trevor writhes with pleasure and rolls his eyes back. “Mmmmm~ I might do it... I love this tasty, juicy, wet warm wound. I may get addicted to it.” She starts to lick his cut and uses one finger to stimulate his wet and bleeding wound as she enjoys the feeling of it on her. “Naughty boys like you need to be punished here……Such a boy toy you are... but guess what? I love it.” Carmen said. Trevor could feel this was wrong but he didn’t care. In the present, Carmen woke up from the dream in ecstasy and panted but she smiled to herself as she was getting ready. During this time, she thought about her past: In her past life around 12 years old; Carmen Ironheart had woken up in the middle of the night and went to get a glass of water when she thought she heard her mother crying. So Carmen took a look and saw something that shocked her: Her mother in scantily clad leather while being dominant over by her father who was wearing a revealing body suit. 12 year old Carmen was horrified as she tried to flee but her parents caught her! Carmen begs them, promising them that she wouldn’t tell anyone however to her horror, she was involved in a world that she hated—Bondage, dominant, sadism and masochism. For these past few years; Carmen was subjected to kinky activities: Tied up, ball gags, burns and rope as well as whips on her delicate complexion. There was vile sex acts including cunninglingus on her vestal womanhood by her parents as well as their partners. In her mind, Carmen thought this was abuse and the sex acts were a representation to monsters and violence. The tying up and orgasm cries were like sobbing and torments, the vile arousing undertakings were like a way of her to be force to enjoy it by what she saw was consumption. If she was a bad girl, Carmen would be punished with humiliation, breast bondage torture and called many things: Slut, cunt, cumbucket and cum sucking bitch. If she was a good girl, Carmen was greatly rewarded. But then, she came to her breaking point after escaping from a horrendous orgy and was found by a concerned neighbor lady who took her. After telling the story; the neighbor lady was shocked so she showed Carmen her collection of old asylum methods, thus Carmen got her revenge against her parents by drugging them and subjecting them to leeches, electric shock therapy, hatchets, scalpels and lobotomy. She also bites them as she sees oral sex as violent metaphor and uses biting as a way to inflict her pleasure of vengeance upon her abusive parents and their partners in her own BDSM!
It was a Victorian style dinner party was a grand, flamboyant and opulent affair. Picture if you will an endless procession of soups, fish, meats, salads, vegetables, puddings, ices, meringues and pastries served on exquisitely decorated china and serving dishes and a dining table heavily decorated with flowers, ferns and stands of fruit and decorated cakes. All these courses and decorations made formal dinner tables just like in the Victorian era very cluttered, but each piece of silver, china and glassware had its appointed place. All stemware required throughout the meal would be placed on the table beforehand; a top row would consist of, from left to right; a water glass, a glass for burgundy, a glass for another wine type, then a champagne glass. The bottom row would have a green glass for sauterne on the far left, then a sherry glass and a red glass for Rhine wine. China was usually white or cream with a line of colour or gilding near the rim, or the crest or monogram, or both, of the host in a medallion or circle at the side. As many as eight knives and eight forks could be expected to be placed on the table; a fish fork, a dinner fork and even an ice cream fork. Individual knives were used for butter, cheese, game, roast and fruit, each accompanied by its own knife rest. Serviettes folded to look like crowns with a bread roll placed in the centre, but these are a fairly pedestrian shape. More elaborate folding of napkins resulted in complicated shapes from the natural world, such as that of a swan. Elaborate stands of fruit and shell-shaped containers holding foliage decorate the table setting. Dishes of celery, olives or radishes filled the remaining space on a table as well as other items such as berry bowls, butter dishes, cruets, salt cellars, spoon holders, ice water sets, branched ornamental centerpieces, honey dishes, decanters and cake stands. Compotiers holding an assortment of little cakes frequently stood next to the stands of fruit. Exotic fruits and flowers were favoured as decoration, as these could transform a plain table from furniture into a garden paradise and transport diners from cold, rainy weather to warmer, brighter climes. Just like in the 18th century; Victorian dinner parties were opportunities to show one’s affluence and style and sometimes a hostess would choose a theme. Carmen's table and chairs were black, her tablecloth white with black candleholders, white crockery, cutlery painted white, white napkins and black finger bowls. Even the food was black and white – there was sole, with blackened skin still on, black mushrooms and blackened baked pumpkin in white sauce. No red wine was served, only white. Ices, with licorice sauce were served as dessert. Her guests raved about the novelty and audacity of the event! Dinner itself, consisting of multiple courses, was a protracted affair. Plenty of time was needed between each course to permit each guest to rest and digest before the next course. One was inclined towards walls of Pompeiian red or deep olive with a dado or frieze, these should be in old gold, olive or moss green, as could be the wainscoting on the walls and ceiling. Pompeiian red or soft olive were recommended for draperies and dark woods. A buffet usually stood in a corner of the room for the display of decorated china or ceramics and a sideboard should be of high, massive style with shelves and racks for glassware and china. Carmen is lighting would be a good investment, particularly crystal-shaded wall lights with brass fittings. Table lamps too at different levels to the wall lights, would help bathe the room in a soft warm light. A chandelier hanging from the ceiling however, would be the piece de resistance, opulence with which it is hard to compete. Palm trees in jardinieres placed on small tables along with ornate picture frames would complete the Victorian effect without cluttering the room significantly. One wants to enjoy dinner in the dining room, not spend excessive amounts of time dusting and cleaning it. The costumes are appropriately sumptuous; and has swirls of high-fashion color and the quieter, candlelighted tones of the court. The palace is a place with an aura and a power of its own, with an almost mystical ability to warp the lives of those who, by accident or choice, come to dwell on its grounds. Carmen is, at first, very much an outsider, summoned from her life and welcomed into a world of rigorously observed, often ridiculous forms. Her chaperon who seems to have had extra tendons added to her neck for the role. The comtesse’s job is to instruct Carmen in the protocol, and she is only one of several figures who shuffle into the princess’s line of sight every now and then to offer scolding, advice and instruction. Carmen has a spark of mischief and an extravagant sense of style. The mingling of private matters with affairs of state is a hallmark of this kind of monarchy, and in the analogies to modern celebrity culture are simultaneously clear and subtle. Carmen’s life is one of obscene entitlement, her headstrong, spirited individualism to the strictures of her role as a countess. She is profligate and self-indulgent, yes, impetuously ordering up shoes, parties and impromptu trips. She breaks with tradition by applauding at the opera, and then appears onstage herself. She turns a royal retreat into a kind of V.I.P. room, where she drinks, gardens, reads and plays shepherdess. These activities have often been mocked and were the source of scandal and outrage. In the present; Carmen started a bath with bubbles, turn on the music player which has herself singing songs she used to sing and stepped into the bath: “I have sailed the world, Beheld its wonders. From the Dardanelles, To the mountains of Peru, But there's no place like London! No, there's no place like London...You are young...Life has been kind to you...You will learn. There's a hole in the world like a great black pit, And the vermin of the world inhabit it. And its morals aren't worth what a pig would spit, And it goes by the name of London...At the top of the hole sit a privileged few, Making mock of the vermin in the lower zoo. Turning beauty to filth and greed...I too have sailed the world and seen its wonders, For the cruelty of men is as wondrous as Peru, But there's no place like London! There was a barber and his wife, And she was beautiful...A foolish barber and his wife. She was his reason and his life...And she was beautiful, And she was virtuous. And he was naive. There was another man who saw, That she was beautiful...A pious vulture of the law, Who, with a gesture of his claw, Removed the barber from his plate! Then there was nothing but to wait! And she would fall! So soft! So young! So lost--And oh, so beautiful! There's a hole in the world like a great black pit, And it's filled with people who are filled with sh*t, And the vermin of the world inhabit it….There was a barber and his wife, And he was beautiful. A proper artist with a knife, But they transported him for life, And he was beautiful. Barker, his name was. Benjamin Barker. What was his crime? Foolishness. He had this wife, you see--Pretty little thing, Silly little nit, Had her chance for the moon on a string. Poor thing...Poor thing...There was this Judge, you see--Wanted her like mad, Every day he'd send her a flower. But did she come down from her tower? Sat up there and sobbed by the hour. Poor fool! Ah, but there was worse yet to come, poor thing! The Beadle calls on her, all polite--Poor thing, poor thing. The Judge, he tells her, is all contrite! He blames himself for her dreadful plight, She must come straight to his house tonight! Poor thing, poor thing! Of course, when she goes there, Poor thing, poor thing, They're havin' this ball all in masks! There's no one she knows there, Poor dear, poor thing! She wanders, tormented and drinks, Poor thing! 'The judge has repented', she thinks--Poor thing'--Oh, where is Judge Turpin?' she asks. He was there, alright, Only not so contrite! She wasn't no match for such craft, you see, And everyone thought it so droll. They figured she had to be daft, you see--So all of 'em stood there and laughed, you see! Poor soul! Poor thing!....Pretty women.....Fascinating...Sipping coffee....Dancing...Pretty women, are a wonder. Pretty women! Sitting in the window or standing on the stair. Something in them cheers the air, Pretty women. Silhouetted...Stay within you....Glancing...Stay forever...Breathing lightly...Pretty women...Pretty women! Blowing out their candles, Combing out their hair, Then they leave--Even when they leave you and vanish, they somehow still can remain...Are there, they're there….Green finch and linnet bird, Nightingale, blackbird...How is it you sing? How can you jubilate sitting in cages? Never taking wing? Outside the sky waits--Beckoning, beckoning just beyond the bars. How can you remain staring at the rain? Maddened by the stars? How is it you sing anything? How is it you sing? Nothing's gonna harm you, Not while I'm around. Nothing's gonna harm you, darling, not while I'm around. Demons are prowling everywhere....Nowadays. I'll send them howling, I don't care--I got ways. No one's gonna hurt you, No one's gonna dare. Others can desert you, not to worry, whistle, I'll be there. Demons'll charm you with a smile, for a while...But in time....Nothing can harm you, Not while I'm around….Sanctus Espiritus redeem us from our solemn hour! Sanctus Espiritus insanity is all around us! Sanctus Espiritus! Sanctus Espiritus! Sanctus Espiritus! In my darkest hours I could not foresee, That the tide could turn so fast to this degree...Can't believe my eyes, How can you be so blind? Is the heart of stone, no empathy inside? Time keeps on slipping away and we haven't learned, So in the end now what have we gained? Sanctus Espiritus, redeem us from our solemn hour! Sanctus Espiritus, insanity is all around us! Sanctus Espiritus, is this what we deserve, Can we break free from chains of never-ending agony?....The world seems not the same, though I know nothing has changed. It's all my state of mind, I can't leave it all behind. I have stand up to be stronger. I have to try to break free, from the thoughts in my mind. Use the time that I have, I can't say goodbye, have to make it right. Have to fight, cause I know in the end it's worthwhile, that the pain that I feel slowly fades away. It will be alright.....Sparkling angel, I believed. You were my savior, in my time of need. Blinded by faith, I couldn't hear. All the whispers, the warnings so clear. I see the angels, I'll lead them to your door. There's no escape now, no mercy no more. No remorse 'cause I still remember, the smile when you tore me apart...You took my heart, deceived me right from the start. You showed me dreams, I wished they would turn into real. You broke the promise, and made me realize....It was all just a lie...Say hello to the night, let order and chaos fill your eyes. Brave the fear in your mind, walk into the afterlight. Afterlight. Afterlight. Afterlight. Afterlight....The colors fly like gold in my hands. With open eyes, I'm starting again. Before you go, I think you should know---The world is your kaleidoscope.....This ship has crashed, we burn down the past...Like ghost-drifted ash. Your photograph, is all that will last...There's no turning back. Now I'm all alone, the future unknown. Got nowhere to go....But I'll survive, the loneliest nights, won't give up the fight....Through the void, through the void, through the endless void! I'll march on and on and on and on without you! Hear the voice, hear the voice, of the hearts destroyed! I'll march on and on and on and on without you! And I'll keep singing our song, 'till tomorrow....” After cleaning herself for awhile; Carmen was in the bath, she crossed her legs while musing in her own thoughts. “How’s the temperature?” asked the comtesse, interrupting her thoughts. “Perfect, madame. It smells wonderful.” Carmen said with a content sigh. She wiped the foggy window and looked out to see beautiful scenery. “My, with scenery like this, there’s nothing for me to look forward for me than taking baths. Once in a while, it would be nice to have a little scandal and drama around here. I need some excitement.” She said. “Don’t forget about the dinner party, you don’t want to be late do you?” The comtesse reminded. “Yes m’lady, I haven’t forgotten.” Carmen replied. Later changing into trying on clothes and picking a good one; Carmen drives to the mansion for the lavish party there. She exited the car, close the door and locked her car, she walked up to the front door as she entered the party which was in full swing of people talking, drinks of champagne being served and music. While walking around; Carmen looked to see a familiar female face, “Oh Sinead! I’ve been looking all over for you! Thought you weren’t going to make it.” Sinead smiled calmly, “I’m here, aren’t I?” She retorted. From afar, girls were gossiping about her. “God, I can’t stand Carmen Ironheart! Who does she think she is?! Marie Antoinette? Scarlett O’Hara?” One girl snapped. “What a primadonna, she gets what she wants. Bet she’s got boys all lovestruck and wrapped around her finger. She spends like mad and is blunderous.” Gossiped another girl. Carmen is bored but she is dancing behind the counter, her dancing feet as she is stuck behind a booth in her clothes. Later, Carmen was busy socializing with other people, laughing and talking however Carmen saw someone that caught her eye and turned to one of the girls. “Who’s that?” Carmen asked, pointing out the boy. The girl looks over, “Oh! That’s Arsha Capulet, a loner isn’t he? My, he’s a pretty boy and is affiliated with the Lady of War, Verbena Sinclair.” She explained. Carmen smiled, looking impressed. “Dashing, easy on the eyes.” She remarked. The girl nodded, “Yes, but he has quite a psychotic reputation. He’s considered dangerous.” She said. But that was going to change as Carmen came to Verbena who was running a meeting and she decides to be formal. “My name is Carmen Ironheart, I like to request something.” Carmen said. “Anything, what is it?” said Verbena. “I’m a business lady who would like to invest in creating a project to help a foundation.” Carmen said. Verbena was surprised, “A foundation?” She asked. “Everyone here is proving who is the richest, and we’re talking of very competitive people here. And I am one of them, the foundation has to do with the rescue of the victims from the trafficking ring. I like someone to help me out with that.” Carmen said. “Do you see anyone of your particular interest?” Verbena asked. Nodding; Carmen looked around while walking as she said, “Looking…Looking….Still looking…” Then, she saw Arsha and smiled seductively while pointing him out. “Ah, found one.” Carmen said. The crowd gasps, Elrey Kilroy—one of Verbena’s trusted men--was confused. “For whom, m'lady?” He asked. Carmen pointed him out again, “Him. Mr. Arsha Capulet.” She said. “Arsha Capulet is an escort for Verbena Sinclair, madam. But I'm sure any of our great gentlemen would be proud to...” protested Elrey. “I said Arsha Capulet.” Carmen claimed. Elrey gives her a look. “He will not consider it, madam.” He said. Verbana gritted her teeth and exclaimed, “Oh, yes, he will!” Arsha stepped forward and raised his voice, “Yes, I will.” Carmen felt her lips curved into a smile. Arsha stared at her intensely, he has a disdained look that made Carmen feel luscious. The next hour later; the comtesse leaves the hall with intention of walking around the house. But before she can do this, Carmen calls her into a detached room. “M'lady!” The comtesse turned and saw her there, “Carmen my dear, what are you doing in here? What are you up to?” She said, approaching her. “I don't know about this, how much do I have to bear with these bastards?” Carmen muttered for the comtesse to hear. “Oh Carmen, don't say that!” The comtesse scolded. “They only care about is money, money, money!” Carmen ranted. “Not all of them!” The comtesse protested. “I DON'T KNOW THAT!!!!” Carmen exclaimed. The comtesse shushed her, “Shhh, keep your voice down.” She whispered. “They don't know a damn about me, why should they? They are so bound to their pristine lives so much that I want to stab them all to death, and then play around with their blood.” griped Carmen. “Don't talk like that, you don't hate them anyway. I don't see why you just don't leave the rich lifestyle madam.” The comtesse chided. “Because I want to fit in. Ugh!” Carmen growled. “Carmen, darling, you haven't forgotten what you're parents did to you. When they emotionally abused you as a child, then when you were a teenager...Those awful things....Oh god.” The comtesse replied calmly. “I know, I'm sorry. I'm just....Rich people can't treat others that aren't wealthy and see them as peasants. RICH PEOPLE ARE PEASANTS FOR ALL I CARE!!!!” screamed Carmen. “Calm down!” The comtesse begged. “I hate wealthy assholes till I die! I can't think of anything bad enough to call 'em...!” Carmen ranted. The comtesse sighed, “OK, just please contain yourself. Give yourself a minute to calm down and collect yourself.” She answered. She turned and walked out. Carmen grunted, she throws a vase to the wall in anger. She sank to the floor, hands seizing the strands of hair while she wept. Just then, she felt a shadow upon her. “Has the war started?” Arsha asked. Carmen was stunned, she turned around in shock to see him. “How long have you been listening? You’ve been there the entire time?” She demanded. Arsha looked at her, “Quiet enough to hear that.” He said. Carmen whirled around and stood up, “You crazy….” She stammered. “So, it’s true. You’re the daughter of a high class couple that abused their daughter in something of brutal foreplay….As you claim.” Arsha said. Carmen felt her heart in her throat, “How did you know that?” She whispered. “I’ve been listening.” Arsha stated. Carmen laughed a little, “Liar, there’s no way.” She said. “I heard you come down the stairs and muttering that, you got your parents arrested for the abuse you suffered with evidence. And they went away for life.” Arsha stated. Carmen gasped, she couldn’t believe her ears. Arsha saw her vulnerability, then the psychotic sneer was beautifully enticing on his face. Carmen felt alarmed, her heart pounding in her chest while she uttered soft gasps from her rosy lips. She turned and glared at him, “You, sir, are no gentleman.” She rebuked. “And you, miss, are no lady.” Arsha said, his sneer faded. Carmen felt him behind her, Arsha’s hand touched her slender shoulders as his fingers running through her locks, he whispers in her ear: “You don’t know me, but I know what you are. You can’t escape me.” She gasped softly, he leers that crazy smirk he seems to like to put on a lot. Carmen turned and smiled alluring at him. She leaned over, her hand behind his head and whispers in his ear, “There’s a storm coming, you don’t know what’s at stake. You have no idea what I’m about, do you?” She pulled away and walks off however while she did so, Carmen saw Connor Vitus, Tedrick Hammond and Jenny Boleyn. Connor was almost like the leader, Tedrick seems to enjoy the destruction of the cruel world, his gleeful beautiful façade however Jenny was worrisome. She then senses an intruder until Carmen falls into a pool of icy cold water and nearly drowned until Arsha saved her, it was then Carmen’s body was nearly under normal temperature and place in a warm chamber to recover for warmer clothes, the heater and a toasty comforter. But Carmen kept saying Arsha’s name. Carmen was unconscious in her slumber coma but felt hands touching her hair, smoothing it and stroking it. Hands touching her face gently, her head nodded sideways slowly in her sleep. Carmen felt some sort of cold liquid against her wounded skin. She stirred in her sleep, hands slowly clenched slowly and bit her lip slowly in her coma. She arched her back in her back, convulsed around and her slender legs rose up a bit while Arsha sneers at her alluringly. It felt like a dream where Carmen woke up with gasps as she looked around while Arsha was beside her. Carmen was panicking however Arsha put a hand on her thigh. “Don’t be scared, I would never hurt you, OK? You’re not a bad person, I really think you are something better.” Arsha assured her. Carmen felt tears in her eyes, “Are you afraid I’m going to kill myself?” She asked. “Why are you doing this to yourself?” asked Arsha. He put a hand on her forehead, “You’re warm, Carmen.” He noted. She is biting her lip. For the rest of Carmen’s life, getting dressed would never be the private affair it had been before her extreme makeover — noblewomen would watch her put on her clothes in the morning and take them off at night, and squabble over the privilege of handing the queen her undergarments. But in two decades, the ceremonial toilette would be remaindered, as the country stripped their adopted queen of her finery again, and led her to the guillotine in a white shift, to pay the ultimate price for her failure to correctly gauge. Carmen felt free to chase butterflies in the palace gardens with young ladies from her entourage; to mock the dour old crones in the court; to snub scheming, well-connected ex-poule mistress, and to refuse to wear the torturously confining royal grand corps corset. She delighted and thrilled the curious public by taking up riding, wearing men’s breeches and a riding coat, and having a portrait of herself painted astride a rearing stallion. Carmen is scandalous party girl and also an extrovert social butterfly, a mother and a young lady of fashion who loved enjoying life to the fullest. She was known of her extravagant and very luxurious lifestyle, extrovert personality, she loved hanging out with her friends and having parties. Her love for fashion, enjoyments, indulgences, luxuries, parties and fun. She was the most scandalous party girl of her time no doubt about it – and also her extravagant taste in fashion created a style for whole new generations of young women to come. But she was also just a bubbling personality who loved social life, enjoying life … and also spending lovely time in her idyllic countryside cottage. The palace is a huge palace with equally huge gardens, parks and lakes – and even countryside meadows and farm cottages are included in the palace’s area. Carmen learned to love and enjoy the extravagant, luxurious lifestyle of royals. She loved hanging out with her like-minded friends and indulging herself with priceless luxury gowns and fabrics, fashion designs made for her, delicacies, desserts and fine cuisine, amazing jewelry, gorgeous shoes and spa-type of treatments. She used to sleep long, sometimes till midday. Most of all Carmen loved dressing her best and going out to social gatherings and parties of upper class, and, to deprave and wild masquerade parties. She went to those parties with her friends. Those masquerade parties of the upper class and royals that Carmen participated in, became famous nationwide for their sinful events, extravagant luxury, tables bending of delicacies, gourmet foods and champagne, indulgences and depraved, wild atmosphere--everything was allowed in those parties, including sexual encounters. The masquerade parties were full of upper class dressed in most luxurious, gorgeous, imaginative and extravagant gowns and costumes, jewelry decorated masks and jewelry. They were thrown in the Cirque des Damnes – the gorgeous cream cake building in middle of the city. The Cirque des Damnes was luxuriously decorated with gold and velvet, chandeliers, candles, champagne fountains, tons of delicious foods, desserts, candies and cakes, and, amazing-looking people who just wanted to let it loose and get a little crazy, have intimate encounters and drink, eat and party like crazy. There was music, fun, sinful secret encounters and people having the time of their lives. Carmen was one of them. She thought she was in safe and unrecognizable with her mask, but she was too stunning not to be recognized. She was said to have intimate encounters in those parties, and for sure she had at least one lover, a Swedish aristocrat, that she met in those parties. Even the champagne glasses that they started using in these parties and built gorgeous champagne fountains from them – were created based on the looks of her breasts. She had very giving, sexy gowns. Carmen would spend time partying and throwing lavish balls where only the rich and famous would attend. Carmen distanced herself from her old life and began spending an increased amount of time at a private castle housed on the grounds of the Palace. Right about this time, there were rumors beginning to surface that claimed Carmen was involved in an extra-marital affair with a diplomat. The rumors and disrespect for Carmen continued on throughout her stay. In fact, pamphlets began in circulation that showed Carmen and described her love of the extravagant life. She also knows this waltz: One person takes left hand and the other takes the right and walk around one another, pulling slightly on one another's arms to facilitate the turn. Then they walk completely around one another and back to where they started. Later on; Carmen pulls her hair up in a high bun and puts a hair pin in her hairstyle while singing some songs, “I come home in the morning light, my mother says when you gonna live your life right. Oh mother dear we're not the fortunate ones, And girls they wanna have fun. Oh girls just want to have fun! The phone rings in the middle of the night, my father yells what you gonna do with your life. Oh daddy dear you know you're still number one, But girls they wanna have fun. Oh girls just want to have! They just wanna, they just wanna! They just wanna, they just wanna, oh girls! Girls they wanna have fun! They just wanna, they just wanna! They just wanna, they just wanna! They just wanna, they just wanna! They just wanna, they just wanna! They just wanna, they just wanna! They just wanna, they just wanna! They just wanna, they just wanna! They just wanna, they just wanna! They just wanna, they just wanna!...This is why events unnerve me, They find it all, a different story. Notice whom for wheels are turning. Turn again and turn towards this time, all she ask's the strength to hold me...Then again the same old story. World will travel, oh so quickly. Travel first and lean towards this time. Oh, I'll break them down, no mercy shown....Heaven knows, it's got to be this time....Roxanne, You don't have to put on that red light. Walk the streets for money, You don't care if it's wrong or if it is right. Roxanne, You don't have to wear that dress tonight. Roxanne, You don't have to sell your body to the night. His eyes upon your face, His hand upon your hand. His lips caress your skin, It's more than I can stand! Why does my heart cry? Feelings I can't fight! You're free to leave me but Just don't deceive me! ...and please believe me when I say, I love you!...Come what may, I will love you ‘til my dying day…Despite the lies that you're making, Your love is mine for the taking. My love is. Just waiting. To turn your tears to roses....Despite the lies that you're making, Your love is mine for the taking. My love is. Just waiting. To turn your tears to roses. I will be the one that's gonna hold you, I will be the one that you run to. My love is. A burning, consuming fire...No! You'll never be alone! When darkness comes, I'll light the night with stars. Hear the whispers in the dark. No! You'll never be alone! When darkness comes, you know I'm never far, Hear the whispers in the dark….I'm just a step away, I'm just a breath away. Losin' my faith today, Fallin' off the edge today. I am just a man, Not superhuman, I'm not superhuman--Someone save me from the hate. It's just another war, Just another family torn. Falling from my faith today, Just a step from the edge, Just another day in the world we live! I need a hero to save me now, I need a hero, save me now), I need a hero to save my life! A hero'll save me, just in time!....The countdown begins to destroy ourselves!...I'm awake I'm alive, Now I know what I believe inside. Now it's my time, I'll do what I want 'cause this is my life. Here, right here--Right now, right now. Stand my ground and never back down, I know what I believe inside! I'm awake and I'm alive!...Waking up, waking up! Waking up, waking up! Waking up, waking up!...In this world you tried, Not leaving me alone behind. There's no other way, I prayed to the gods let him stay. The memories ease the pain inside, Now I know why...All of my memories keep you near, In silent moments imagine you here. All of my memories keep you near, Your silent whispers, silent tears….The burning desire, To live and roam free. It shines in the dark, And it grows within me. You're holding my hand but you don't understand. So where I am going, you wont be in the end, I'm dreaming in colors. Of getting the chance, Of dreaming of trying the perfect romance. The search of the door, to open your mind. In search of the cure of mankind, Help us were drowning...So close up inside. Why does it rain, rain, rain down on utopia? Why does it have to kill the ideal of who we are? Why does it rain, rain, rain down on utopia? How will the lights die down, telling us who we are?...I will wander 'til the end of time, torn away from you. I pull away to face the pain, I close my eyes and drift away. Over the fear that I will never find, A way to heal my soul. And I will wander 'til the end of time, Torn away from you....My heart is broken. Sweet sleep, my dark angel. Deliver us from sorrow's hold, Or from my hard heart….We all live...We all die. That does not begin to justify you. It's not what it seems, Not what you think. No, I must be dreaming. It's only in my mind, Not in real life. No, I must be dreaming….Gimme, gimme, gimme whatcha got got. 'Cause I can't wait wait wait any more more. Don't even talk about the consequence, 'Cause right now you're the only thing that's making any sense to me And I don't give a damn what they say or what they think, think. 'Cause you're the only one who's on my mind. I'll never ever let you leave me, I'll try to stop time forever. Never wanna hear you say goodbye. I feel so untouched and I want you so much, That I just can't resist you. It's not enough to say that I miss you. I feel so untouched right now, need you so much somehow. I can't forget you, Goin' crazy from the moment I met you….From the mouths of babes to the power of men, I make it all new again. Hold my hand, hold my hand 'cause I can't touch the ground--The carousel goes around, round and round. The addiction, the friction, it burns you alive. So illegal, no evil is seen with these eyes. I won't tell if you won’t and I will if you want, Nothing is sacred, don't care if it's wrong. I'm your Lolita, La Femme Nikita. When we're together, you'll love me forever. You're my possession, I'm your obsession! Don't tell me never, you'll love me forever! Always stay close to me, Don't think of leaving. And I promise, I will keep our secret…secret, secret...How can I decide what's right, When you're clouding up my mind? I can't win your losing fight, All the time. Not gonna ever own what's mine, When you're always taking sides. But you won't take away my pride. No, not this time...Not this time. How did we get here? When I used to know you so well. How did we get here? Well, I think I know how. There is something I see in you, It might kill me, I want it to be true....” She stops and sings while giggling to her, “Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh! Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh! Caught in a bad romance. Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh! Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh! Caught in a bad romance....I want your ugly, I want your disease. I want your everything, As long as it's free. I want your love, Love-love-love. I want your love, I want your drama. The touch of your hand, I want your leather studded kiss in the sand. I want your love, I want your love. You know that I want you, And you know that I need you. I want it bad, Your bad romance...I want your love and, I want your revenge, You and me could write a bad romance. I want your love and, All your lovers revenge, You and me could write a bad romance. Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh! Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh! Caught in a bad romance. Oh-oh-oh-oh-ooh! Oh-oh-ooh-oh-oh-oh! Caught in a bad romance.” Carmen paused and sings: “Roxanne! You don't have to put on that red light, Walk the streets for money--You don't care if it's wrong or if it is right. Roxanne! You don't have to wear that dress tonight. Roxanne! You don't have to sell your body to the night. His eyes upon your face, his hand upon your hand, his lips caress your skin...It's more than I can stand!....Past the point of no return, no backward glances. The games we've played till now are at an end....Past all thought of if or when, no use resisting--Abandon thought and let the dream descend. What raging fire shall flood the soul? What rich desire unlocks its door? What sweet seduction lies before us? Past the point of no return, The final threshold? What warm, unspoken secrets will we learn beyond the point of no return?...Why does my heart cry? Feelings I can't fight! You're free to leave me but just don't deceive me!...and please believe me when I say, I love you!....You have brought me, To that moment where words run dry...To that moment where speech disappears into silence...Silence....I have come here, Hardly knowing the reason why. In my mind I've already imagined our bodies entwining, defenseless and silent...And now I am here with you, no second thoughts....I've decided, decided….One final question, How long should we two wait before we're one? When will the blood begin to race? The sleeping bud bursts into bloom? When will the flames at last consume us? Past the point of no return, The final threshold. The bridge is crossed, so stand and watch it burn....We've passed the point of no return.”
That night; Carmen goes through many dreams she has: The first one was a strong nature with several lakes and forests as well as different animals. A woman transforming into an owl that flies around rivers and mountains. She is then depicted as walking around in the forest as a sort of magical spirit, interacting with nature, and twirling in a forest glade. There is another woman who is dancing on a background of a blue, starry sky. She is wearing a white dress and has white extensions in her hair. The other band members are also shown before various backgrounds of fire, a thunderstorm and a red planet. In another vision; an alcoholic who beats and presumably rapes his wife and daughter, and at the close of the video is killed by a poison slipped into his drink by his wife. The wife, as a result, is put in jail and possibly sentenced to death, leaving the child an orphan where the woman is writing a letter to her daughter. In a vision she saw a woman who has been seemingly abandoned on the side of the road in the middle of nowhere. She accepts a lift from a priest, who takes her back to his home. The priest is in fact a demonic serial killer, who adopts different disguises to get to his victims. All of these disguises are trustworthy people, like a doctor, a police officer, a clown, judge, or a priest. As the woman stumbles upon a board full of newspaper clippings in the killers home, which are about his previous victims, he seemingly overpowers her with chloroform. He takes a tied up the woman to the middle of the desert to bury her alive. However, the woman immediately awakens as the other angels approach and is revealed to also be one of the angels, who was left at the side of the road as bait for the serial killer, during which time the rest of the vigilantes appear and the killer is confronted with the spirits of his victims, who destroy him. The vigilantes then move onto their next target. There was a dream she had of herself as she returns to her old house, which is now for sale. As she enters her old home, she walks around the house, haunted by memories of her past. In the next dream she had; a man walking around a city witnessing various people committing crimes, such as a man stealing a blind woman's wallet and a prostitute being picked up by an older man. He saves a child from almost being hit by a car when his mother wasn't paying attention to what he was doing. As the boy looks back, there is nobody there, suggesting that the man was an angel-like apparition. And the next dream was of a fallen angel who becomes a human due to its weakness on fighting and suffers from it. Meanwhile; there was a diary with an empty page and someone took out a pen and wrote two entries that each talk about something that sounded sick and weird: "Her lips taste like fruit punch, she says. She puts lip balm flavored on them, I can tell. I understate my love for her, I don't reveal my true feelings for Desdemondia and my desire to get in bed with her. I have a reputation for hitting off with women but I have changed. I am quite fond of spontaneous romance, I want passions with my Desdemondia and so infatuated for Little Desdemondia. All I wanted was a romantic night with her my way. Carmen, my Desdemondia. She has no shame in her game. She lies about her promiscuity for she lives in a luxurious lifestyle, a smooth talker to the boys--Including me. People who don't know Little Heidi are fooled by her demeanor as everyone falls in love with her looks. Yet nobody knows what she's like, I can't understand how persuasive she is. Carmen can talk her way out of any situation, how? Because she's beautiful! Watching women like her eat ice cream is sensuous...Carmen...." The second one said, "Heidi is a party girl at heart, she gets dressed up and hopes to find a crowd. Always depending on the kindness of strangers, everything you want is impossible. She's playing around and breaking my black heart. Looks being drained due to stress. She doesn't care for the abuse she gets for loving me. She seeks only happiness and doesn't see the problem. Even if it's an older man--Me. My love, I know you love me too. You need me, you need me in your life. You can't live without me, and I'd died without you--I'd kill for you." Long ago....A man photographs outside of a church when he is about to snap another picture when he can see a young girl in the lenses. He looks up to see this little, beautiful girl who is wearing a short sleeved white and blue dress with Mary Jane blacks. She has white blonde hair that stands out from the average Sunday clothes she wore. "Beautiful." muttered the man. The girl glance at the man and smiles brightly. The man photographing the church is Fred Neville, he has been closed to the family ever since but mostly desires the ashen blonde girl who is Young Sinead. Sinead spends time with him where she is fascinated with stories about Desdemondia. The 'fruitful' Desdemondia, however it is a metaphor story about Sinead and how he feels about her. Sinead had no clue as she likes to tease him about the pretty women walking about in the park or anywhere they went. But Fred pretended to be interested however he couldn't stop staring at little Sinead who was about 7 years old and two years from being 9. The way she skipped in the fields of daises with bare feet. Wearing vestal white. Having daisies all a scattered and she writes and sings to herself while Fred watches her and listens, feeling aroused by her young beauty. When she turned 9 and her friendship with Fred started to grow but grow more for Fred as his obsession for her made him blush; Sinead's family, including her sister, became suspicious of Fred's intentions towards Sinead. When Sinead was 12; there was a tragedy came upon her family. Her sister and her parents died in the fire, Sinead was traumatized with burnt marks on her skin. She survived as she fears Fred, who started the fire upon her beloved family. Sinead's suspicions were right. She found Fred's diary and was horrified to read the entries in there, Sinead was horrified and she didn't not know to trust to tell someone about him. Sinead ran away as she sang in the street which caught the attention of a ravenous producer that offered Sinead a record deal. In her life as a singer-songwriter; Sinead had a sense of eccentric but interesting style and won't be a product or be boxed in by what people want her to be. With Alice in Wonderland inspired outfits, dreamy lyrics about angels and fantasy; Sinead became 'the next big thing'. In interviews, music videos, and concerts; Sinead disguised her white blonde locks with wash out hair dyes. But little did she know that Fred was watching her and plans to make her his. Years later in the present....Sinead was suspended by her wrists, her mouth had a gag in her mouth and she muffled in fear. Her eyes widened while a creepy monotone voice was almost sing-song, "My love, I know you love me too. You need me, you need me in your life. You can't live without me, and I'd died without you--I'd kill for you." In the meantime; Jonah was looking for Sinead when all of a sudden, he found a note that reads: "I have Sinead, come to me. I would never deflower my Desdemondia but try anything, there will be pain inflicted and you might receive something in the mail of her. So, DON'T TRY ANYTHING!!!!!" Afterwards; Jonah walked in with corpses as he entered a manor. He is greeted by Fred, he wore a top hat and a suit which looked colorful and wild. He wore gloves and nice shoes as well as a neck tie. "Ah, you came! I knew you came, how delightfu--Huurkkk!" He said, but was seized by the throat. "Where is she?!" demanded Jonah. Fred choked as he managed to gasp out, "Who?" "Sinead." Jonah remarked. Fred smiled in a depraved manner, "Ah, her." He said. Then, he said, "I'll tell you where but one thing--HAVE SOME POWDER!!!" As he hit Jonah with a powdered puff but this powder was strong and knocked him out. When Jonah woke up, he saw paintings in a crude inspired way. There was Fred slitting a man's throat and flayed off all his skin and he strung the chair. Then, a second man who was tied naked to a column, and flayed alive. The man's quartered body was then distributed as a war trophy among the army, and his skin was stuffed with straw and sewn, reinvested with his military insignia, and exhibited riding an ox in a mocking procession along the streets. There was a crude vision of Fred with an army of skeletons wreaking havoc across a blackened, desolate landscape. Fires burn in the distance, and the sea is littered with shipwrecks. A few leafless trees stud hills otherwise bare of vegetation; fish lie rotting on the shores of a corpse-choked pond. In the foreground, skeletons haul a wagon full of skulls; in the upper left corner, others ring the bell that signifies the death knell of the world. A fool plays the lute while a skeleton behind him plays along; a starving dog nibbles at the face of a child; a cross sits in the center of the painting. People are herded into a trap decorated with crosses, while a skeleton on horseback kills people with a scythe. Fred was feasting upon a child. The child's head and part of the left arm has already been consumed. The right arm has probably been eaten too. Fred is on the point of taking another bite from the left arm; as he looms from the darkness, his mouth gapes and his eyes bulge whitely. While walking down the hall; Jonah could hear haunted singing: "O my Desdemondia... Desdemondia. Desdemondia, how I remember those sultry nights, the stars, the cars, and the bar..." Jonah running as he searched but he is sidetracked by the horrifying paintings that were almost copies of infamous, nightmarish artwork. There Fred seems to whisper in Sinead's ear. His right arm reaches under hers so that he can grasp her head. Her right hand touches his and looks horrified. "Ah, Desdemondia....You are the light of my life. The fire in my loins--My sin and soul. Love at first sight, last sight, ever sight." He said in a creepy monotone. "STAY AWAY FROM ME!!!!" Sinead cried. Jonah gasped at the screaming, "Sinead!" He runs after her as he heard him say: "Please Desdemondia, I need you to imagine us--" Fred begged but Sinead cried out, "Stop. Calling Me. Desdemondia! I'M NOT YOUR FRIGGIN' DESDEMONDIA!!!!" However she was grunting and screaming which turn out to be tearful. Fred comforts her, "Don't cry, I'm sorry to deceive you but that's how life is." He said. Jonah looked around but he jumped at the sight of a visionary picture of a man sitting there with his eyes boring into an oblivion, like looking into someone's soul. He backs away and found a portrait version of the scream but it was of Sinead with an agonized expression against a landscape with a tumultuous orange sky. Jonah then heard voices and got ready, he found the white door as he barged it open. Fred had an arm around Sinead's nape tightly and in his other hand was a steak knife, "Don't come and closer--Or she dies, she knows that she belongs to me." Fred threatened. "Jonah, help me!" Sinead begged tearfully. Just then, bottle corks popped and objects lifting 15 feet in the air. Fred was horrified by this, "What the--What is this sorcery?" He demanded, "What's going on? Are you doing this?" Jonah was standing there calmly but a smirk appeared on his face, "Maybe I am." More objects as well as there were crumbling and things were falling apart. "I don't believe it!" gasped Fred. "Jonah!" Sinead cried, reaching towards him. "Desdemondia!" Jonah called, he successfully caught her and pulled her close to him. "C'mon, we gotta get away!" He said. Just before they left; Fred emerged from the rubble as he cried out, "No, please! Don't leave me here, Desdemondia!" Sinead glared at him, "I told you, I'm not Desdemondia--It's Sinead....You killed my family, you bastard." She claimed and turned away. Fred tried reaching as he screamed hysterically, "DES-DE-MON-DIA!!!" Sinead turned and screamed as loud as she could, "I'M NOT YOUR FRIGGIN' DESDEMONDIA, YOU PSYCHO!!!!" Then with all of her might; Sinead kicked Fred in the head, his neck snapped and he fell lifeless in the rubble however Jonah pulled her as they got to safer ground. Once they got away; Jonah looked at how much damage the manor is but looked over at Sinead who was quiet for a moment. "Are you OK?" Jonah asked. Sinead nodded, "I will be." She admitted. Jonah walked over to her and put an arm around her to say, "It's over." Sinead smiled at him, "Yes." She said. They walked away. In a more subtle room within nightclub Rhythym Blue tonight; Jonah and Sinead, hidden above the ceiling watching the people, were going after the entire club because the residence there has the vermin of the world inhabit it where they make cruelty and mockery of the vermins in the lower zoo by stripping their beauty into filth with their greed and victimize them for the things they've been through. "I'm starting the explosives, this club is going down--Correct Jonah?" Sinead asked. "Affirmative, wait until I give the signal." answered Jonah. Sinead nodded and continued to work while Jonah watched the others talking, laughing, and partying. Luckily nobody could see him since the ceiling was shadowy and dark as it is bright with neon lighting down there. He spotted the most well known vermin of them all--District Attorney Alejandro Fernandez, the man who represented criminal Joe Calder as the jury found the guy 'not guilty' and there was no justice. Now here Joe and Alejandro was surrounded by females, who seduce him as he drinks away. "I see, so the worst vermin of them all is here in Rhythym Blue." remarked Jonah, to no one particular. He snickers to himself as he looked around from above, "This place is going to hell in about one hour." thought Jonah. But then something changed, he saw someone among the vermin crowd. She wasn't even a vermin. It was a young vestal woman with the purity of a child. She is woefully naive, without too significant a difference, but in all she almost has never have any flaws that actually affect them in a way that truly matters, usually going for endearing traits such as beauty and innocence. She wore a white off the shoulder dress with a white collar, 3 buttons down the front and a side zipper closure. This girl was Ingrid, the comtesse’s daughter. The comtesse’s name was actually Biblis Veton. Meanwhile; Arsha hears noises as he decides to check it out and found a violent old lady who assaults him and binds him. Arsha held out his wrists and he wouldn’t move his arms. His eyes were down and he held out his hands. The old woman was about to hurt him however she is hit from behind and felt himself freed. The old woman collapses on top of him and shudders, then lies still. Arsha opens his eyes, wondering why she's stopped, why he's been spared. He sits up slowly, confused. Arsha looks over at the old woman lying unconscious in the grass. He looks up. There's someone standing over her, silhouetted against the wallpaper. He looked and saw it was Carmen Ironheart. She casually drops her weapon to the ground, its underside dark and wet with the old woman's blood. They stare at each other, gauging, assessing. Carmen said to Arsha, “If you agree to be my submissive, I will be devoted to you.” She said to him. When the old woman woke up, she saw Carmen and Arsha standing over her. Carmen made the straps tighter on her. The old woman cried out in pain. Carmen hands the tools for her sick fantasy while Arsha used them on the creepy old woman, Arsha plunged the leech deeper and deeper as blood spluttered out! It looked like it really hurts and so much squirted out. Carmen watched with a stunning expression. Later; there is a pristine white towel thick and clean being spread out carefully over the white tiles. Carmen’s skirt as it hits the towel, dropping down around her bare feet, a torn and bloodied blouse, also dropping to the towel, landing next to the skirt. Carmen’s white bra and panties slipping down to the towel as well. Carmen's bare feet, stepping off the towel and back onto the tiles, her hands as they fold up shoes, clothes and socks inside the towel, making a tidy bundle of it. Her shower curtain is drawn, the shower running while Carmen is hunched under the showerhead, one arm propped up against the tiles for support. Her small shoulders, trembling as she gasps for breath between sobs coming faster and harder, body convulsing with pleasure as she cries out. Later on; Arsha is alone, sitting at the piano. He starts to play; the same few notes practicing. Carmen suddenly appears beside him, her fingers on the lower end of the scale complimenting what he is playing, and as he sits. Carmen then takes over, upping the tempo. Almost indignant, he moves onto something more complex, staring at her while he does so, a defiant look in his eyes. Unfazed, she matches him as the music becoming increasingly complex and exuberant. Arsha tries once again to outdo her but to avail – Carmen is with his there, every step of the way. She then reaches over, her arm moving around the back of him, one hand on the high notes, one on the low, trapping him within her embrace. Arsha is helpless but enthralled, he surrenders to the music, surrenders to her as the music soars beautifully. Arsha closes her eyes and shivers, this feeling of pleasure so new and dangerous. Carmen relinquishes control once again- allowing him to take on the part she was playing. Arsha has never felt this way before, his legs tense up, his breathing heavy, music builds and builds until Carmen stops. Arsha’s notes trail off. Carmen turns to him slowly and smiles. She leans in slowly toward him, seductively. He seems unable to move. He can’t even look at her. Eventually, managing to compose himself, Arsha turns to look at Carmen but she is gone. He is alone once again. Later; the comtesse looked at a watercolor painting that looked unfinished of a beautiful young man. “Who is this? A Greek god?” She asked. The comtesse’s daughter, Ingrid, covered the painting and looked flushed, “That’s no Greek god, that’s Arsha! And I told you, it’s not done.” She scolded. “Arsha? Who’s Arsha?” The comtesse asked. Ingrid sighed, “Arsha Capulet, he’s the most dashing man I know. I need a gentleman after all.” She said. The comtesse snickered a little, “Hmm, you seem to have a thing for beautiful disasters such as Jonah and Trevor. Now this gent?” She joked. “There’s nothing wrong with admiring the dastardly elegance!” objected Ingrid. “Fine, fine. I just find it peculiar.” The comtesse said calmly. Ingrid looked so thrilled, “The coquettish Carmen Ironheart is a dominatrix in her own blood stained kinks. It’s such a conspiracy, what a scandal!” She exclaimed. The comtesse nodded, “It is. Jonah is ultimately on the side of good, but commits many malevolence actions for the sake of it, and comes very close to becoming an outright scoundrel.” She declared. “Well, there is little doubt he truly loves Carmen, but his relationship with Jonah is loaded with subtext and follows the typical love story.” Ingrid rumored. “Exactly how psychotic are you for these boys?” The comtesse inquired suspiciously. Ingrid shrugs, “I'm trying to decide if I'm happy or not….I'm on the outside looking in…..I feel like I'm losing control.” She said.
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