Cirque des Damnes 3

Here is the third installment of Cirque des Damnes, Ingrid becomes intrigued with the passions and scandals of Carmen Ironheart. Is she going to get involved with someone out of her league? Will Carmen and Jonah patch things up? And what's with this girl Ellison? Enjoy! --KatDon 

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. “You’re not.” The comtesse assured her. Ingrid sighed, “Are you sure?” She asked. The comtesse nodded and then she was quiet but then spoke up again. “Would you like to know God’s truth about Jonah Ringo? He was known as Jonah Valentine who came from a family of valor extravaganza but they all died out sadly by a vulture of the law. Jonah traveled the world as he collected paintings and jewelry. Allied forces gave him a declaration that regained his lost fortune.” Said the comtesse. “Could it all be true?” Ingrid asked. “Yes. I just heard the most shocking thing! It all makes sense.” The comtesse said. Ingrid nodded, she then was lost in her thoughts about Carmen as she thought: “Carmen Ironheart: She had an extraordinary sense of hope. But I had the uneasy feeling she was guarding secrets from her past.” Out loud; Ingrid smiled to herself. “Ah, Ironheart. I’d like to know who she really is and what she does.” Ingrid said. The comtesse looked at her daughter, “What do you mean?” She asked. “I just want to know more about her.” Ingrid retorted. “Well, how would you like a business connection with her?” The comtesse asked. Ingrid looked up, but her mother said: “It must be confidential, you understand?” Ingrid was surprised and nodded. Meanwhile; Jonah and Sinead are hiding from the war to start a pizzeria. Jonah is peeved however he and Sinead engage in a light banter but they need to keep themselves concealed for now at least. Sinead inquires Jonah if the pizzas are ready, Jonah confirms it. However, Jonah muses about Carmen and Trevor. Sinead mentions about having a giant pizza event, Jonah debates about how that would be too much but Sinead 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. Jonah is surprised, commenting that Sinead is never gonna let that down. Sinead said that she will not forget that. A girl name Vetaria who goes by the alias of Gloriana Windsor that works for the cruel countess, who suspects that Gloriana 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; Jonah appears, using his power against the countess and her men are under the power as they announced while doing the deed. Vetaria 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....Jonah Ringo." Then, Sinead fainted but fell into the arms of Trevor. Later; Vetaria wakes up to see Jonah, Trevor and Sinead where she is told what is going on. It turns out that "Erica" is Vetaria, daughter of Lord Berthold and Lady Mina. However; the cruel man name Duke Copres had destroyed Vetaria's family. He caused Lord Berthold to be banished for a crime he didn't commit, spoliate and humiliate Lady Mina and taken Vetaria's sister Pusina as his ward. Meanwhile; Trevor came across Pusina, going by the name of Drina Baldwin, who is to be escorted by him by a law so she won't be kept indoors all the time. But it turns out Pusina exposed herself, accusing Duke Copres for hurting her so that's why she is allowed to be escorted. Trevor hears Pusina singing and is spellbound. Pusina has taken the name Meg so no one will know who she is. Pusina bonds with Trevor but she is secretly harboring feelings for him. Jonah and Trevor meet Arsha. They talked for a bit, Arsha is surprised by how Jonah seems 'nice' which Jonah responds charmingly with so called kindness. Trevor seems to see that Arsha and himself are somehow alike. Then they meet Verbena however Jonah and Trevor learns about Connor, Tedrick and Jenny's pasts. In the meantime; Sinead meets Verbena again after meeting when Verbena and Sinead were younger. Verbena recognized her and asked about her relationship with Jonah. Sinead tells her, Verbena is surprised and Sinead questions her relationship and love for Arsha. In the meantime; Carmen tapped Tappen Darius on the shoulder and Tappen turned when her face lighten up. “Ah! My girl!” Tappen gasped with joy. Carmen laughed while hugging her friend and introduced Arsha, Verbena and the others, “Tappen Darius is a good friend of my family, daughter of the Darius Clan. She’s the heiress.” She said. Just then; Jonah and Trevor enters where Tappen saw them and becomes tense. Carmen was gasping for breath, she approached Jonah who caressed her cheek with his hand. “Hello Carmen, I’m happy to see you again.” Jonah said with a devilish grin. Carmen reflected a smile back at him, “Me too, Jonah.” She replied. Carmen took him aside for a moment into the garden where they watch the moonlight and Jonah looked over at her. Carmen met his eyes and smiled. “I think of nothing but you.” Said Jonah softly. Carmen embraced him, “I wish we could just run away.” She said. Ingrid watched them as she was fascination when she looked and Ingrid saw Carmen, Arsha, Verbena, Connor, Tedrick and Jenny confronted by criminals however Katrina made herself not seen as she uses her powers to save Carmen and her friends! They all escaped but they ran into a bunch of thugs nevertheless Ingrid followed them! The thugs bullied and taunted Carmen and the rest, who looked a little scared but stood strong. “Aww, are you scared?” One of the guys mocked to Verbena Sinclair 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 Ingrid sauntered in and they grinned. “Well lookie here, Little Miss Richie coming to save a bunch of yellow bellied saps. How sweet.”  Laughed one of the guys. “It’s fine, we got this.” Connor reassured Ingrid. Ingrid 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 Ingrid who slammed against the wall. “Ow! Baby, you hurt me…NOT!!!” Ingrid pointed to her wound which healed on its own. “The hell?!” One of the goons demanded. “Aww hell!” The leader cried. Ingrid smirked at them, “What’s the matter? You scared? Let’s see if this’ll help.” She said. And begins to use her powers against them. Arsha, Verbena, Connor, Tedrick and Jenny were watching in horror. “AAAAAHHHHH!!!!” The first goon screamed. “Come on, lady, we were just—Auuuugggghhhh!” The second yelled. And were thrown out. Ingrid 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 Ingrid chuckling. “Ha, and stay out.” She called. Ingrid turned to Arsha, Verbena, Connor, Tedrick and Jenny as she approached them. “Are you guys OK?” She inquired. “Yes, thank you.” Verbena said. Ingrid smiles, “My pleasure.” She said. Jenny stared at her, “So, it was you—You just scared them!” She claimed. “I’m gonna let you in on a little secret, those bastards did some nasty shit.” Ingrid explained. “I wish we could do more as a way to show you our gratitude.” Verbena replied. Ingrid leaned in, “You have me word, m’lady, I got you.” She vowed. She is about to turn and leave when Connor spoke out, “Can we at least get your name?” Ingrid stops and turns to them, “I’m Ingrid.” She said. “You’re dangerous?” Tedrick asked. “Not really.” Ingrid replied. Connor laughed, “Don’t want you to get hurt.” He said. Ingrid leaned in, “I’m just getting started, Connor.” She said. Meanwhile; a young lady name Charlene Albert was working alone when she heard a knock on the door, followed by a female voice who said: “Knock Knock. Room service.” Charlene was confused, she opened the door and then she went flying while hitting her head against the computer machine. Walking in; Ellison leaned over to Charlene 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.” Ellison reported. Charlene crumpled in fear, “Why... are you... doing this?” She asked. Ellison 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, Charlene darling. Sadly, our venue wasn't built with the four eyes in mind...” Later; Charlene breathes shakily while her hands were enclosed in Verbena’s hands, apologizing while crying. Verbena comforts her however she, Arsha and the others found a tape so they played it: Ellison leaned over to Charlene 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.” Ellison reported. Charlene crumpled in fear, “Why... are you... doing this?” She asked. Ellison 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, Charlene. Sadly, our venue wasn't built with the four eyes in mind...” Charlene begs for mercy, however she is screaming. Verbena was ticked about this. Just then, there was a video call from Ellison who is put through and she greets Carmen as well as the others. Ellison appears in a pink patterned corset, bloomers with lace frill, camisole, smooth bodice, blue wide ribbon for wais and pink pointe ballet shoes. But Verbena cuts the chase. “Care to explain how this got in here?” asked Verbena. Ellison gave a coquettish smile, “I put it there.” She said. Verbena nodded, “I see.” She replied. “What? You don’t like it?” Ellison asked. “I think these people would be interested to know how you broke in.” Carmen retorted. Ellison snickered, “If you were really gonna tell, you already would’ve.” She taunted. “Really? How did you know I haven’t already?” Verbena demanded. “I was just having some fun, I wasn’t gonna go kill her. She’s innocent, misunderstood but certainly evil.” Ellison pointed out. “Still, that was worse than death.” Connor pointed out. “Maybe. But hey, I simply have a degree in psychological manifesting other minds.” Ellison said, tossing her hair over her shoulder. “Guess I shouldn’t aggravate the psycho.” Arsha remarked. Ellison leered at Arsha from the screen, “You know, pretty boy, I like what I’ve been hearing about you—Especially the name…Arsha.” She replied. Ellison looked seductively, “It’s a name that puts a smile on my face!” She said. She simpers at Arsha and Connor both as she said with a wave, “Keep things interesting for me. Ciao!” And the transmission ended! Verbena sighed, while brushing the hair from her face. “She’s certainly a complicated young maiden.” Verbena remarked. “Indeed, she’s really something.” Carmen concurred. “I propose we rebel against her.” Connor suggested. Carmen grinned, “I’m all for that!” She exclaimed. Just then, there was another transmission: Ellison curtsies while waving on the screen, “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 man pushing around good, innocent people or maybe a racist hurting those of different cultures--do your civic duty. Walk up to them, put your arm around them, show them that you care before you wring their necks!” She laughed and ended the transmission. The next day was when things got strange yet terrifying: Notes were placed around. The first note was for Connor, “Dear Connor, what a charming battlefield! Arsha enjoyed a great success. We were hardly bereft when the monsters left. Otherwise, the battle was entrancing but the fighting was a lamentable mess.” The second was for Tedrick: “Dear Tedrick, just a brief reminder--My salary 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 was for Arsha, “Arsha: Do not fear for your safety, the Nightmare Princess has your m’lady under my wing. Make no attempt to see her again.” The fourth was Jenny, “Darling Jenny: Your days are not numbered. Arsha will be fighting on your behalf tonight. Be prepared for a great misfortune, should you attempt to take her place.” The fifth and last one was for Verbena: “Lady Verbena, I have now sent you several notes of the most amiable nature, detailing how my show is to be run. You have not followed my instructions, I shall give you one last chance. Arsha has returned to you, and I am anxious his career should progress. In the new production of the theatre, You will therefore cast Connor as a pawn and put Arsha in the role of the knight. The role which Arsha plays, calls for charm and appeal which makes my casting, in a word, ideal. I shall watch the performance 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, Ellison.” It made everyone outraged. “Arsha!?” Connor cried. “Whatever next?” Verbena replied. “It's all a ploy to help Arsha.” Jenny gasped. “This is insane!” Tedrick claimed. “Can you believe it?!” demanded Arsha. “I will not let my allies become pawns for this girl’s entertainment. No, I refuse!” Verbena confirmed. “And you won’t have to, m’lady. Simply, we will use decoys—Not people. We’ll cause the chaos to Ellison, no lives will be at state.” Carmen said. “You may be bulletproof but not this world.” Connor said. “Every downside there is an upside.” Carmen said. And she proved herself right, she and the others used decoys and seemed to fool Ellison 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!” Ellison grinned. She then sent something to Carmen and the others where they saw the address as they found it: 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 Carmen 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 criminals scattered all around, “It’s like hell here.” Carmen remarked. “Indeed.” Verbena said. “Man, who did this mess?” Connor complained. Then, they managed to reach the parlor and found something shocking: Ellison is all naked on a couch aside from some stockings, holding a fan in her hand and covering her breasts. Ellison 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. Carmen was thunderstruck. “Ellison, what’s this?” She demanded. Ellison gestured to the other room, “Hide in the other room, I’ll let you know when they’re gone. OK?” She instructed. Carmen 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 man leered. “Sure, why don’t you come closer and see the goodies?” Ellison replied in a sexy tone. “Surrrreeee.” The man said. It was quiet when there was a sound of a knife cutting flesh, Carmen shivered. “Oh God.” Verbena groaned. “Crap!” muttered Connor. The man screamed until there was more cutting fleshy sounds that made everyone uneasy until it stopped. “OK, you can come out now.” Ellison called. Carmen fumbles the door and opens it. Carmen, Arsha, Verbena, Connor, Tedrick and Jenny peeked out to see Ellison 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. Ellison smiles, “See something you like?” She asked flirtatiously. Carmen and the gang saw the bloodshed while also a trace of blood alongside Ellison’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, Ellison places on a flowing bias cut green silk gown and appeared as she smiled at Carmen and the others before walking away. Meanwhile; there was a large room with a nice view of the city. Chrysander Stadler has a TV and various blown-up photos scattered about. He doesn't know why someone would rob his place. When asked what he does, Chrysander says that he takes pictures at dance clubs and posts them on his website, where subscribers support him. Carmen asks why anyone would pay for this, and Chrysander Stadler says that the kids at the dance clubs want fame. He also recognizes Arsha from the papers. He runs over and grabs an old tabloid paper, which has a front page article about Arsha saving Carmen. Carmen shoves Chrysander and throws him into his sofa. She demands that Stadler take the case more seriously, since a cop was killed. Stadler insists that he is sorry about it. He complains that he thought he was the victim, and Carmen and her friends turn to leave. As soon as their backs are turned, Chrysander grabs a large camera, spins around, and begins taking pictures of Carmen and Arsha. Later; Carmen and Arsha learns about what’s going on: The job was to wait for a sensation named Tappen Darius to come out, then contact Stadler so he could stalk her and hopefully take some embarrassing photos. Chrysander tailed Darius and took some photos, and offered Chrysander a ten percent cut. Darius sued to stop him from selling the photos, though, and then Stadler didn't want to pay himself the $10,000 he was owed. Carmen can't believe that the photos were worth $100,000, but Chrysander insists that this was the price. He doesn't know what the photos were of, though. Later; Carmen and Arsha talk to Tappen Darius, who won't disclose the content of her photos. She has her cat on her arm, and is in a luxury fancy hotel. Carmen asks if Tappen knows that an officer was killed, and she says yes. Tappen reveals that her cat was with her in the park. Sweet set her cat down for a moment to pick something up, and the cat slipped and fell. Chrysander took a photo of that scene, which made Tappen look like she was dropping her cat. Tappen gives her to an assistant to give her vitamins while Tappen continues to talk to Carmen and her friends. Carmen pointedly asks if there have been other embarrassing photos of Tappen in the papers, and Tappen says that someone got a photo of her leaving her cat in her car for five minutes while she got a coffee. Carmen points out that the photo led to questioning from animal services, and that this new photo might lead to another interrogation from them. Tappen agrees, saying that was why she wanted the photos. Chrysander was willing to sell the photos back to Tappen, but Tappen doesn't want to discuss it more. She asks if Carmen is accusing her of something. Carmen says that she and her former boyfriend have been hanging out with hard-core, dangerous people in town. Some of them are real criminals and could have been hired to steal the photos. Tappen says that Chrysander wanted $400,000, which was less than her annual clothing budget, so the money wasn't a problem. She then says that she's exhausted, sits down and opens a magazine. In the magazine; she could see different outfits: A fine lace chemise top with ribbon detail and delicate stitching. It was worn under boned pale pink corset which features tiny sequins and a very delicate pattern. A white ball gown with crinoline skirt, tulle with starburst trim and heat-set rhinestones over taffeta underskirt, bodice with pointed front, puff sleeves and full skirt that has swarovski crystal star patterns ironed on it. A red satin dress that has a laced bodice, a skirt with a train, and a bow bustle that is lined in black. An off-the-shoulder sleeves, flowered undersleeves and underskirt as well as velvet over sleeves. A flowing bias cut green silk gown. A burgundy velvet dress that has a cowl neck, the sleeves are sheer and have clusters of three leaves on them. There was a silk satin dress. The upper sleeves were silk chiffon and the lower sleeves were a kind of metallic brocade that looked silvery in some light and a creamier white in other light. The pattern was almost white on white small flowers. There is a 3 piece dress of printed organza fully lined taffeta, separate organza polly blouse finished velvet binding, ruffles, lace & velvet ribbon edges, hook & eye front closure & green velvet cummerbund belt. A green velvet gown that has a plunging neckline, layered  skirt with pleated waist & accented waist length sleeve cape, gold rope belt & beautiful hat with tassel. A sleeveless, silk velvet gown is embellished with glass teardrop beads and round, red faceted beads at the neckline and a profusion of ostrich feathers around the shoulders. A deep blue velvet robe with black fox trim. A burgundy velvet nightgown accented with velvet covered buttons that run the full length of the gown, wide lace trimmed collar & bell sleeves with layers of lace ruffle trim. An off the shoulder gown with fitted bodice, attached full length petticoat, lace flounce at hem &  black lace trim at neck, hem & edge of puffed sleeves.

Meanwhile in town; Vetaria begins to sing, “All in all, you expect the wise to be wiser. Fallen from grace and all and all I guess we should have known better...'Cause...What about us? Isn't it enough? No we're not in paradise. This is who we are. This is what we've got. No it's not our paradise. But it's all we want, and it's all that we're fighting for...Though it's not paradise.” She stops and belts another song but it’s an opera tune: “Quando m'en vo', quando m'en vo' soletta per la via la gente sosta e mira...e la bellezza mia tutta ricerca in me, ricerca in me, Da capo a piè. Ed assaporo allor la bramosia sottil che dagli occhi traspira e dai palesi vezzi intender sa alle occulte beltà. Così l’effluvio del desìo tutta m'aggira, felice mi fa! E tu che sai, che memori e ti struggi, da me tanto rifuggi? So ben: le angoscie tue non le vuoi dir, non le vuoi dir, so ben, ma ti senti morir!” She paused and sang other songs, “Steal me, oh steal me, sweet thief, for time's flight is stealing my youth. And the cares of life steal fleeting time. Steal me, thief, for life is brief and full of theft and strife. And then, with furtive step, death comes and steals time and life. O sweet thief, I pray make me glow, before dark death steals her prey. Steal my lips, before they crumble to dust. Steal my heart, before death must. Steal my cheeks, before they're sunk and decayed. Steal my breath, before it will fade. Steal my lips, steal my heart, steal my cheeks. Steal, oh steal my breath, and make me die before death will steal her prey. Oh steal me! For time's flight is stealing my youth…..Libiamo, libiamo ne'lieti calici, che la bellezza infiora. E la fuggevol, fuggevol ora, s'inebrii a voluttà. Libiam ne'dolci fremiti, che suscita l'amore, poiché quell'occhio al core onnipotente va. Libiamo, amore, amor fra i calici, più caldi baci avrà. Ah! Libiam, amor, fra' calici, più caldi baci avrà. Tra voi, tra voi saprò dividere, il tempo mio giocondo; Tutto è follia, follia nel mondo, ciò che non è piacer. Godiam, fugace e rapido, è il gaudio dell'amore, è un fior che nasce e muore, ne più si può goder. Godiamo, c'invita, c'invita un fervido, accento lusinghier. Ah! godiamo, la tazza, la tazza e il cantico, la notte abbella e il riso; in questo, in questo paradiso ne scopra il nuovo dì. La vita è nel tripudio. Quando non s'ami ancora. Nol dite a chi l'ignora, È il mio destin così...Ah si, godiamo, la tazza, la tazza e il cantico, la notte abbella e il riso; in questo, in questo paradiso ne scopra il nuovo dì….Il dolce suono mi colpì di sua voce! Ah, quella voce m'è qui nel cor discesa! Edgardo! io ti son resa. Edgardo! Ah! Edgardo, mio! Si', ti son resa! Fuggita io son da' tuoi nemici....nemici...Un gelo me serpeggia nel sen! Trema ogni fibra! Vacilla il piè! Presso la fonte meco t'assidi alquanto! Si', Presso la fonte meco t'assidi. Ohimè, sorge il tremendo fantasma e ne separa! Qui ricovriamo, Edgardo, a piè dell'ara. Sparsa è di rose! Un'armonia celeste, di', non ascolti? Ah, l'inno suona di nozze! Il rito per noi s'appresta! Oh, me felice! Oh gioia che si sente, e non si dice! Ardon gl'incensi! Splendon le sacre faci, splendon intorno! Ecco il ministro! Porgimi la destra! Oh lieto giorno! Al fin son tua, al fin sei mio, a me ti dona un Dio. Ogni piacer più grato, mi fia con te diviso. Del ciel clemente un riso, la vita a noi sarà.” Her singing attracts the attention to gypsies who smiled as they played a song which causes Carmen begins to dance. She giggles as she took Jenny’s hands and they dance. Then, Carmen does a foxtrot while Jenny hops around on her feet. Arsha, Verbena, Connor and Tedrick were also at the bazaar when they saw Carmen dancing and laughing. At that moment; Arsha, Verbena, Connor and Tedrick hide behind a booth as they could see Carmen was dancing with Jenny. She was doing vigorous and rhythmic dancing with clapping and stamping of her feet a little, Carmen smiled as she was moving her hips to the beat of the sound. “She’s unbelievable.” Connor remarked. “Any chance she’s a fairy?” Arsha asked. “Could be.” Verbena said. “Maybe an angel.” Tedrick replied. Verbena thought about what happened: Carmen falls into a pool of icy cold water and nearly drowned until Arsha saved her. He carried her to the bedroom to put her in a warm bed to help her recover. During the time that Carmen was unconscious when Verbana’s hands touching her hair, smoothing it and stroking it. She seems to look remorseful at Carmen, seeing how damaged she was. Later; Connor brought some sort of tray as he looks over to Connor: Connor’s hands touching her face gently, her head nodded sideways slowly in her sleep. Connor stared at her and places cold liquid against her wounded skin. Carmen stirred in her sleep, he saw her 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. Upon seeing this; Arsha cracked a smile at her nervously. But look horrified and looked very sickened. In the meantime; Ingrid was flitting around like a maniac. “THERE’S A STORM A-COMING! AT THE HORIZON!!” She exclaimed. “What? Somebody coming?” The comtesse asked. “I spy something with my little eye…Allies doth approached!” Lily announced, looking through the binoculars. She saw something and then, Lily put down the binoculars and smiled, “Carmen Ironheart.” She said. Her eyes bulged in horror, “CARMEN IRONHEART?!” She exclaimed. “It’s really Carla?” Emily asked. “Yes, I’m heading down below and get more ammo.” Lily called, heading down below. “OK, be careful.” The comtesse hollered. Ingrid nodded and duck in the dark cellar while she felt someone grabbed her from behind as she tries to object. “Aaah! Mmmfff!” Lily felt someone’s hand over her mouth while she struggled. “Don’t make a sound, I need you stay calm. Do what I say.” A voice said. It was Arsha as he helped her escaped and back to her mother. Later; Ingrid had come to forgive Arsha from before however Verbena didn’t mind. Charlene appeared before her, “Lady Ingrid is here, m’lady.” Charlene announced. “Very good.” Verbena replied. Carmen sighed, “Oh god…” She moaned. “What?” Verbena asked. “She’s gonna make a dramatic entrance. Just watch.” Carmen said. “Hmm.” Arsha said. Ingrid approached with a foldable fan in her face and folded on one side while looking mysterious and grins. “The hell?” Connor exclaimed. Tedrick grinned, “Theatrical is she!” He said. “Show off.” Carmen muttered. “Oh.” Jenny and Verbena gasped. Arsha sneered a little, “She’s impressive.” He said. Grinning; Ingrid curtsies while sitting down, “Good evening Lady Verbena. Hello Arsha—my, you’re looking dashing. Connor my friend, may I say you look dastardly charming.” She commented. “Hmph.” Connor scoffed. “What are we chopped liver?” Carmen joked. “Oops! Sorry!” Ingrid said with a giggle. “Daughter of the cometesse, correct?” Verbena asked. Ingrid nodded, “Yes madam, I’ve come on behalf of my mother.” She said. “Why didn’t she come here herself?” Verbena asked. “Well, she’s…very busy…” Ingrid said. “I see.” Verbena replied, suspicious. “Well, maybe you can stay here for a little. I’m sure she won’t mind.” Connor offered. “I don’t think that’s possible. I’m sure she’ll be worried about me soon.” Ingrid said. “Oh don’t fret, you’re welcome here anytime.” Verbena said kindly. “I really can’t do that, miss!” Ingrid blurted out. Verbena, Arsha, Connor, Tedrick and Jenny turned to her in confusion and Ingrid sighed deeply. “You see, she doesn’t know I’m here.” She said. Verbena 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 so compulsive—it’s ridiculous.” Ingrid said with embarrassment. Just then, there was a commotion and Ingrid excuses herself. She headed out there. Verbena, her friends and Carmen watch from afar as Ingrid was taking on the enemy forces with her bare hands as she bashes the bastards in their skulls. Her fighting abilities were vigorous, rhythmic and strong resemblances to Tae Kwon Do! Later, Ingrid fought the Infestations because she is avenging a dying man from the impact those beasts did to him! He had a family awaited for him and Ingrid sang a hymn for him. 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. Carmen, Arsha, Connor and Verbena looked in to see many terrors however they escaped the Hellions! That’s when they came across the map 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 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. Carmen noticed Arsha and Connor walking ahead, she stopped them while hissing: “Dammit Arsha! You too Connor! Don’t think with your pricks, remember who’s got the gun. Just stay close.” She motioned them and Ingrid 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 a maniacal 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 Verbena. “I don’t like this.” Connor said softly. “What is this?” Arsha muttered, he seemed nervous. Carmen whimpers a little. Just then, the doctor grins while he proceeds to cut off a finger on each of the guy's hands. Carmen lets out a sharp gasp. She, Arsha, Verbena and Connor turned away in disgust. The doctor heard Carmen and begins to chase the four however took him out! Carmen saves the guy however she saw a criminal coming at her but Ellison is killing the bastards where her codename “Bloody Centerfold” is spouted out by one of the enemy teammates. Seeing Carmen, Arsha and Connor; Ellison smiled, “You have done something to me.” She said while laughing excitedly. Ellison stopped laughing and begins to sob, seeing the visions of monsters 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.” However she raises her head and grinned iniquity. The trio felt themselves was bound by a telekinetic force around them. “What is this? What are you doing to us?” Carmen demanded in a scared tone. Ellison explains to the three captives: “You will see the purpose of my revenge…You will know fear, pain and agony like the bastards you are!!!” Ellison screamed, her powers caused the trio to react to psychic torment and they were shouting in agony as well as begging for mercy. During this process, Ellison are successful for breaking the minds of Carmen, Arsha and Connor. Thus, they are taking control. Carmen, Arsha and Connor's minds are assaulted with painful, horrifying visions, and their will broken. Carmen, Arsha and Connor were screaming from the painful memories inside their heads. Ellison giggled at their suffering while she watched them writhed. Ellison 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 Carmen, Arsha and Connor with images of herself pleasuring herself and the people she is torturing. However; Ellison begins to suffer pain in her mind. She felt her mind being torn apart and she screamed in terror. Once Carmen and the boys break away; Ellison angrily slams the ground with her fist, "Why, that little savage--!!" She looks amazed for a second, and then a sultry hissing female voice startled everyone: “DID I NOT INSTRUCT THAT BOX FIVE WAS TO BE KEPT EMPTY?!” Carmen, Arsha, Verbena, Connor, Tedrick and Jenny were shocked. Trevor caught his breath, he exhales shakily. “YOU DARE DO THIS TO THEM!!! YOU INSOLENT GIRL!!!” Jonah bellowed. Ellison grinned tightly, “YOU DID THAT TOO!!!” She clarified to him. “I’VE CHANGED, I FEEL GUILTY SO SHUT UP!!!” Jonah declared. Ellison screams and runs off. Afterwards; Carmen and Connor is about to spare against each other when Connor sees her as she is getting herself prepare herself for the match.

“Hey!” Connor greeted. “Hey you.” addressed Carmen. “Nervous?” Connor teased. “No way!” Carmen replied. “You love going against the guys huh.” Connor said. “I just want to be like the boys, I’m not scared.” Carmen said. “Well, we all know I’m going to win.” Connor bragged. “Not likely, I will hon.” Carmen boasted. “Dream on. Little Miss ‘Carmen is a Bitch and So Are You’.” Connor retorted. Carmen looked at him and smiled, “OK, since we both are determined to win—Let’s hold a bet. If you win, you can…get anything from me…Anything you so desire.” She said this while swinging her hips seductively. Connor was smiling slyly. “What happens if you win?” He asked. Carmen grinned, “I’ll teach you how to swim.” She said. Connor was surprised, “…’Scuse me? How did you…know that?” He stammered. “Tedrick and Jenny told me.” Carmen replied. “…Ah…Ah, ha….?” Connor squeaked. “Relax, it’s private lessons. Doors locked, do not disturb.” Carmen assured her. “I don’t know…” Connor was about to say. “Do you trust me?” Carmen asked. Connor looks into her eyes, “Yeah, OK. Bet’s on!” He declared with a sneer. Carmen smiled and kisses his cheek, “Your sweet ass is mine!” She said. During the match; Connor looked like he got the upper-hand however Carmen turned the tables and finally defeated him. The next day; Connor was in swim trunks and Carmen in a one piece swim suit. “I can’t believe you got me to do this!” groaned Connor. “Aww c’mon! Nobody knows except Jen and Ted. ‘Kay?” Carmen assured him. Connor sighed deeply, “Carmen…” He complained. Carmen smiled, “We’re taking baby steps, and starting out in the shallow part of the pool.” She said. Connor sighed, he took off his white tank top and steps in the pool and Carmen shows him how to look underwater, how to balance himself in the water. It wasn’t an easy process to do for Connor. He pretty much was struggling with the whole lesson but Carmen was patient with him. “We done yet?” Connor asked impatiently. “We still got more but it won’t be long. I promise.” Carmen ensured. “Pfft.” Connor emitted. He was taught how to float on his back and other tricks until he got the hang of it! “OK, done for today.” Carmen said. Connor sighed. “Good.” He breathed. He looked at Carmen and asked, “Can I sit on the side?” Connor asked. Carmen smiles, “You mind I swim a little?” She inquired. Connor nods, “Sure.” He said. So Connor watched her swimming on her back and said, “Hey Ironheart!” Carmen rose up, water dripping down. “Hmm?” She said. “Why are you doing this? Teaching me how to swim? You’re not making fun of me.” Connor pointed out. Carmen smiled, “Everybody’s got a fear—a struggle—that they need to overcome. And you need to find the right person to help you with that. That’s why.” She replied. Connor smirked, “You sure you’re not doing this ‘cause you like me? I think I’m fallin’ for you.” He said. Hearing him say that made Carmen’s blood go hot. She could hardly breathe. Carmen smiled a little, “Ha…You’re joking.” She said. Connor laughed, “I’m not, I wish I were.” He said. “…That makes me feel better. I mean, I felt so numb to the feeling of love….” Carmen answered. Connor looked surprised, “You did? What happened?” He inquired. Carmen looked off into the distance, “Something vile, something that made me think that love was used in a sick game.” She said. Connor felt sorry for her, “That’s frightening.” He remarked. “Yeah, but it gets better.” Carmen said. Just then, their phones are ringing and they go check: Ingrid gets kidnapped by Ellision so now Carmen and the gang as well as Jonah, Trevor and Sinead helped them out. Meanwhile; Connor is in black attire as he sneaked in the prison and made sure he wasn’t caught as he found the prison room Ingrid was in. Connor pick-pocketed as she saw Ingrid bound still as he steps over to her quietly. Ingrid woke up to see Connor and nearly freaked out. “Shh, it’s OK. I’m gonna get you out of here!” Connor said softly. As he said this, Connor was releasing Tomek from the restraints, she carried him out. Connor helps her both out of the prison and headed to the elevator. While Ingrid were in the elevator, she was leaning against it as she waited until the doors begin to slide shut, Ingrid look over at Connor. He was just a rough edge of a beautiful boy who seemed interesting. When they exited, they were in the lobby until Ellison appeared when gun shots were fired. Ellison grits her teeth, “You brought him here didn’t you?” She hissed. Ellison smiles tightly and glances up, “Yoo hoo! Jon--ah, I know you’re up there somewhere…” She called. Just then, there was a voice that called out: “Past~! The point of no return!” Ingrid watched in nervous anticipation as Ingrid felt the corners of her mouth turning with excitement. Ellison turned as she saw Jonah in the center as he wasn’t alone. There was the smug but solemn Trevor. Arsha, Connor and Tedrick stood alongside him. “So the demon unveils thyself.” Ellison said. Jonah laughed, “Bravo, madam, such spirited words!” He exclaimed. Ellison whirled around as the others hid in the distance and called out, “More tricks, you devil?” She retorted. “Let's see, madam, how far you dare go!” Jonah barked. Trevor and the other guys uses their guns at Ellison, who dodges them, “More deception? More violence?” She hollered. “That's right, that's right, my dear! Keep walking this way!” Jonah taunted. “You can't win by making me wield to your control!” Ellison exclaimed. Jonah laughs excitedly, “I'm here, I'm here, Ellis: the Madcap of Revenge!” He taunted, “Come on, come on, darling! Don't stop, don't stop!” Angry; Ellison called out, “Stop this now!” Afterwards; Ingrid came out of the shadows, much to everyone’s surprise, as she questions Jonah’s motives. Jonah just simply retorts, “I am to uphold my own ideals.” He turns but Ellison approaches him. “Surely you have a sense of justice!” Ingrid called out. “Enough of this Ingrid, I’VE HAD IT!!” Jonah exclaimed. He pushed Ingrid to the wall, the comtesse reacted by hurrying over but Trevor stopped her. Just then, Trevor glanced over and saw that Carmen, Arsha, Connor, Tedrick and Jenny with their weapons poised at him. Carmen stepped forward, “All right, everyone? Let’s all calm down here. No need for violence!” She said. The comtesse begged while straining in Trevor’s grasp, “Let go of my daughter, please.” Jonah turned to her, “Comtesse. I have something to say to your daughter.” He said. Then turns to Ingrid and said: “Ingrid, look at me.” Ganymede didn’t look up. “You gonna hurt me?” He retorted. Jonah was gracious, his slender hand on Ingrid’s cheek and Ingrid looked up. “Not at all, I won’t. I do want to ask you, what is your relationship with your mother’s intentions? Is she using you? Why do care for her so much?” Jonah inquired. Ingrid looks confused, she didn’t know what to say at first. “She’s not what you say she is…I mean, she is trying to teach me.” He explained. “Teach you?” Jonah asked. “Yeah, I just want to be taught to be a perfect.” Ingrid replied. Jonah couldn’t help it, he begins to laugh as it echoes. The laugh of his was enough for Verbena to take her allies as they stepped backwards. Carmen is stunned, she couldn’t move a muscle. Ingrid is shaken but she grins maniacally. Trevor just stood calm. Once he calmed down, Jonah releases her and grins at her. “Well, Ingrid. Keep on hoping for the best. Your optimism is all we’re going to need.” He said. Later that night; Ingrid hears a knock on the door. “Hey, you wanna invite me in?” Connor asked, looking annoyed. “Oh, uh... yeah! Hold on...” Ingrid said, Connor takes her arm. “What's wrong? Are you OK?” He demanded a little. “You're not scared of me are you?” Ingrid was shy, “What? Afraid of you? Why would I be... um you're hurting my arm...” She muttered. Connor realized this, he lets go. “Sorry....Does it hurt so badly? I just wanna come in 'cause....It's been tough and I'm cold. If you want....” He said shyly. “If I want...what?” Ingrid asked. “If you want to invite me in....” Connor offered. Ingrid opened the door, letting him in. “Oh, right! Come on, I'll get you a drink. Want anything in particular?” She asked. Connor looked around and said: “Water's fine....” Moments later; they are sitting together, awkwardly. “What were you doing out?” Ingrid asked, she shuffles slightly, then takes a sip of water. “I don't know, just got back. Want to get my life back in order.” Connor said, his hands enfolded together. Ingrid hesitantly puts her own hand in his. “Things will get better for you.” She said. Connor smirks a little, “I do.....” He said as he stares at her. “You look so cute with your doe eyes and how innocent you are. Has anyone told you that?” Connor asked. “A few actually. Although, they laugh at that too. They keep saying I never kissed anyone, or never had a girlfriend... and-and too innocent to have sex. Have you...had a girlfriend before?” Ingrid asked. Connor blushed slightly, “No, silly isn't it? I'm friggin' solo.” He said. Ingrid looked surprised, Connor laughs and put a hand over his forehead, “Damn! I can't believe I said that.” He said. Ingrid smiled, “I am too! Haha, looks like we have a lot more in common than we thought!” She said. Connor smiles seductively. “Do tell.” He said. Then, Ingrid hand ruffles his hair and runs fingers in it. “So soft.....” Her face close to his a little. Ingrid leans over and kisses his lips softly. Connor pulls away to caressed Ingrid’s gentle, baby-soft face as well as her body of her shoulders and chest—even the area of her hips. Ingrid’s eyes fluttered open and gasped to see him as she utters shaky breaths as he strokes her hair as he whispered to her. “So sweet…You are so cute and sweet…So good….Why can’t anyone be like…you?” Ingrid smiles a little, "Because I care more about you than others." She chuckles, caressing his cheek. “Yeah....Good point......” Connor said as he inclined his head and lip-locks with her wobbling mouth. He tug her lip with his teeth and mouth gently. Connor 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. He hesitates momentarily to allow the other person to repeat the motions or use their own preferred movements, noticing the speed and intensity. He softly nibbles the lips a little brusquely, moving to the corners of the mouth and just below the bottom lip. Also, he sucks on the lips roughly, one at a time, and slowly and slightly firmly sucks and releases the tongue. Ingrid kisses back and moans a little as he does the repeated kissing. “Mm... Haha...” Connor grins, “You like that huh....” He kisses her mouth gently but firmly, moaning too. “Mmmmm…” He moaned. Ingrid’s pleasurable moaning was whimpered. Connor place the palm of one hand at the back of the neck and softly tousle 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. Connor runs his hands down her back as he marvels at how the soft skin on her shoulders feels. Then, he curled up around Ingrid, moved his hands caress Ingrid’s breasts, just under the breast bone, abdomen, thighs and pulling her body in closer to achieve a more intimate contact. He was pulling the hair at the roots to gently tilt the head back can also be an erotic way to increase pleasure. He could hear Ingrid 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. Connor strokes her whole body which would flinch. He kisses her and tries to wiggle his tongue into her mouth. “Mmph-!” He caresses her shoulders delicately while she lets out a soft, palpitation wail. Then, Ingrid pulls away to catch her breath. “Are you... feeling okay?” He asked. "Mmm-hmm!" Ingrid twitches a little but feels excited from the kiss. Ingrid glances at him, takes his hand and places on the side of her face before tracing his hand to her chest where her heart is…The next morning; Connor is working while Ingrid watches him while she wore a dark olive woven shirt featuring a basic collar, a button-down front, long sleeves with dual buttoned cuffs, buttoned utility shoulder tabs, and buttoned chest flap pockets. But doesn’t wear pants underneath. Ingrid looks at him with a nervous, intense look. Connor saw her and looks awkward. They stare at her however Connor cuts the silence by smiling as he said, “I always knew you were a social climber.” Ingrid smirks at him, “I always knew you were a stubborn ass.” She said. They both laugh and stopped. Connor and Ingrid looked away in wariness. 


“Maybe we could make this work.” Connor suggested. “Sure. I like you very much.” Ingrid said shyly. But then, she asked: “What about Carmen?” Connor looks at her, “As much I love her, but…She’s been through something…She wasn’t descriptive.” He said. Ingrid nods, “I see.” She said. Then grins, “A love triangle! How romantic!” She squealed. Connor laughs and Ingrid laughs as well. Later; Ingrid is invited by Carmen to try on clothes and the comtesse accepts. No sooner than anon; Ingrid prances around in her bra and underwear as Carmen appeared with clothes. She shows them and Ingrid tries them each on: A fine lace chemise top with ribbon detail and delicate stitching. It was worn under boned pale pink corset which features tiny sequins and a very delicate pattern. A white ball gown with crinoline skirt, tulle with starburst trim and heat-set rhinestones over taffeta underskirt, bodice with pointed front, puff sleeves and full skirt that has swarovski crystal star patterns ironed on it. A red satin dress that has a laced bodice, a skirt with a train, and a bow bustle that is lined in black. An off-the-shoulder sleeves, flowered undersleeves and underskirt as well as velvet over sleeves. A flowing bias cut green silk gown. A burgundy velvet dress that has a cowl neck, the sleeves are sheer and have clusters of three leaves on them. There was a silk satin dress. The upper sleeves were silk chiffon and the lower sleeves were a kind of metallic brocade that looked silvery in some light and a creamier white in other light. The pattern was almost white on white small flowers. There is a 3 piece dress of printed organza fully lined taffeta, separate organza polly blouse finished velvet binding, ruffles, lace & velvet ribbon edges, hook & eye front closure & green velvet cummerbund belt. A green velvet gown that has a plunging neckline, layered  skirt with pleated waist & accented waist length sleeve cape, gold rope belt & beautiful hat with tassel. A sleeveless, silk velvet gown is embellished with glass teardrop beads and round, red faceted beads at the neckline and a profusion of ostrich feathers around the shoulders. A deep blue velvet robe with black fox trim. A burgundy velvet nightgown accented with velvet covered buttons that run the full length of the gown, wide lace trimmed collar & bell sleeves with layers of lace ruffle trim. An off the shoulder gown with fitted bodice, attached full length petticoat, lace flounce at hem &  black lace trim at neck, hem & edge of puffed sleeves. After playing dress up; Carmen tells Ingrid about Ellison’s past: Ellison was so beautiful that people compared her to a beautiful angel. So it is no surprise that as she grew older, many young men fell in love with her. And then one of the wealthy men saw her, and her life changed forever. Ellison always saw clearly what would happen in the future; she knew the city would be destroyed and that her brother would be killed. For years she tried to warn her people, but no one ever believed her predictions. Hearing her prophecies, people laughed and called the poor girl mad. It was then men found her there and dragged her from the church. The Abomination man violated her in the sanctuary. When it was over, Ellison was given to the leader and she was scarcely in his hands before he forced her into venereal relations. After what happened to her by those men did to her, she attacked her mother and attempted to gouged out her eye but failed. Ellison's mother survived the encounter. She went to a prestigious school and likes playing the violin, but she is too frightened to play for her father. Upon learning about her talent with the violin; her father was enraged upon discovering Ellison's talent, he keeps her in his custody to prevent her from shedding light on the goings-on in the mansion. She became a target for her father and his murderous friends. She spends her days cleaning, cooking and taking care of the family. Ellison and her mother endures Ellison's father's abuse for a number of years before Ellison is abused so badly that her mother nurses her back to health and tells her the truth about how their father is now a fundamentalist Christian! Eventually Ellison has her fill of her father's violent escapades and masterminds an escape from the mansion which comes to an end at the middle of the bridge across to the city. Having no other way out, and unwilling to face her fate if seized by her father and his friends of cult members, Ellison and her mother jump into the icy waters of the ocean. Her mother almost drowned but Ellison uses her power to save her. She begins to live in Oriental area of the city, but due to her young age when arriving at the city is often a target for ridicule by most of the student body. One cold night, while playing in the attic, Kali finds a miniature portrait of herself and leaves with the coachman to face her glorious future. Months after, Ellison is arrested for vagrancy and dumped on the doorsteps the prison where she releases on bail. After all she been through; Ellison attempted suicide by swallowing fifty aspirin with alcohol. But she was saved as she was fragile depressive who aspires to an almost domestic kind of life. It was then a crazy man poured gasoline over her face and upper body and set her aflame. Once rescued; Ellison is dazed as she appears to be at peace, even cheerful. One day, Ellison suddenly becomes aware of the awful extent of her injuries and is inconsolable while having a break down. In the present, Carmen claims she wants to go after Ellison and wants to control the life she wanted. Ingrid looks at her, she tigthen her lips and then she spoke. “You can’t control everything.” Ingrid said. Carmen turned to her, “Can’t control everything? Oh yes, I can.” She replied. In the meantime; Ellison is sitting alone and begins to sing: “Quando m'en vo', quando m'en vo' soletta per la via la gente sosta e mira...e la bellezza mia tutta ricerca in me, ricerca in me, Da capo a piè. Ed assaporo allor la bramosia sottil che dagli occhi traspira e dai palesi vezzi intender sa alle occulte beltà. Così l’effluvio del desìo tutta m'aggira, felice mi fa! E tu che sai, che memori e ti struggi, da me tanto rifuggi? So ben: le angoscie tue non le vuoi dir, non le vuoi dir, so ben, ma ti senti morir!” She paused and sang other songs, “Steal me, oh steal me, sweet thief, for time's flight is stealing my youth. And the cares of life steal fleeting time. Steal me, thief, for life is brief and full of theft and strife. And then, with furtive step, death comes and steals time and life. O sweet thief, I pray make me glow, before dark death steals her prey. Steal my lips, before they crumble to dust. Steal my heart, before death must. Steal my cheeks, before they're sunk and decayed. Steal my breath, before it will fade. Steal my lips, steal my heart, steal my cheeks. Steal, oh steal my breath, and make me die before death will steal her prey. Oh steal me! For time's flight is stealing my youth…..Libiamo, libiamo ne'lieti calici, che la bellezza infiora. E la fuggevol, fuggevol ora, s'inebrii a voluttà. Libiam ne'dolci fremiti, che suscita l'amore, poiché quell'occhio al core onnipotente va. Libiamo, amore, amor fra i calici, più caldi baci avrà. Ah! Libiam, amor, fra' calici, più caldi baci avrà. Tra voi, tra voi saprò dividere, il tempo mio giocondo; Tutto è follia, follia nel mondo, ciò che non è piacer. Godiam, fugace e rapido, è il gaudio dell'amore, è un fior che nasce e muore, ne più si può goder. Godiamo, c'invita, c'invita un fervido, accento lusinghier. Ah! godiamo, la tazza, la tazza e il cantico, la notte abbella e il riso; in questo, in questo paradiso ne scopra il nuovo dì. La vita è nel tripudio. Quando non s'ami ancora. Nol dite a chi l'ignora, È il mio destin così...Ah si, godiamo, la tazza, la tazza e il cantico, la notte abbella e il riso; in questo, in questo paradiso ne scopra il nuovo dì….Il dolce suono mi colpì di sua voce! Ah, quella voce m'è qui nel cor discesa! Edgardo! io ti son resa. Edgardo! Ah! Edgardo, mio! Si', ti son resa! Fuggita io son da' tuoi nemici....nemici...Un gelo me serpeggia nel sen! Trema ogni fibra! Vacilla il piè! Presso la fonte meco t'assidi alquanto! Si', Presso la fonte meco t'assidi. Ohimè, sorge il tremendo fantasma e ne separa! Qui ricovriamo, Edgardo, a piè dell'ara. Sparsa è di rose! Un'armonia celeste, di', non ascolti? Ah, l'inno suona di nozze! Il rito per noi s'appresta! Oh, me felice! Oh gioia che si sente, e non si dice! Ardon gl'incensi! Splendon le sacre faci, splendon intorno! Ecco il ministro! Porgimi la destra! Oh lieto giorno! Al fin son tua, al fin sei mio, a me ti dona un Dio. Ogni piacer più grato, mi fia con te diviso. Del ciel clemente un riso, la vita a noi sarà….Don't need a hero to save me. I'm not a girl to set free. It's nothing you did to me. I've always been this way...I might be strong, I might be weak. There might be a part of me that I won't let you keep. Been on this road, and come this far. Don't need a man to hold my hand, I just want one to hold my--heart...I just want one to hold my--heart! You can take my heart, you can take my breath; when you pry it from my cold, dead chest. This is how we rise up--Heavy as a hurricane, louder than a freight train! This is how we rise up--Heart is beating faster, feels like thunder! Magic, static, call me a fanatic! It's our world, they can never have it! This is how we rise up! It's our resistance, you can't resist us!” She smiled in a sinister manner.