The Coming Darkness

A strange thing occurred when JD had reached for Eos. Her body tensed, and she found herself unconsciously flinching backward as if he were going to hurt her again. And she felt simply horrible for doing so, knowing that it wasn't her brother who hurt her, and the evil that had once possessed him was now gone. "Please, no, no, no. Don't cry.." She reached out her hands for his cheeks, but was knocked back by the incoming slew of medical staff that would try and keep them both still.

It was then she noticed the injuries her brother had suffered, suddenly overwhelmed with concern for his well being - caring little of her own injuries. By now Sasha had come to his side to give him perhaps the tough love he needed - but she wished to do nothing more than comfort him. "Then we can't just sit here. We have to go help the others, or at least try!" She felt partially responsible for the havoc that had been caused, and couldn't stand to see the others get hurt - lord only knows that their parents would soon come for them if they were rumored to still be alive.

"But we need our..." It was then a glimmer of light bounced off a piece of Eos' ring that was poking out of JDs pocket. "Our rings! They have been with us the whole time! JD, put your back on and hand me mine... we have to right the wrongs of our parents..." Holding her hand out, she asked for not only her ring but for his help.

Despite the inconvenience, Beatrice locked back on her intial target, which was still being worn down by the hex she had cast. "You are wasted talent amongst these warriors of light!" She crept forward, cautiously leering on her - now glowing eyes cast deeply on hers. "Look into my eyes, child... aren't you tired?" She cooed, in a motherly tone she had only used for a short time in her life. "Let me sing you to sleep, just let go and stop fighting..."

Using her remaining arm, she gently pressed a finger to her chin, directing her gaze upward. The similar sounds of her hellish whispering were now turned into indecipherable harmonies as they were sung sweetly into Silver's ears.

That's it, fall prey to the devil's lullaby. You're nearly there...

Before she knew it, David was pulling her along toward their room. "Hey! You know I...!" She cut off, deciding to stay quiet for once. Oddly. Now wasn't the time to bicker about petty things anyway, even though contact like this with David sat awkwardly with her.

Finally, they were at the right room. "This one!" Swinging the door open, she ran in and scooped up their bags, stuffing any remainders that were around the room inside them as well. "Here, take this one!" Tossing one of the heavy cases of luggage in his direction she grabbed two smaller bags and turned toward the door - looking around at the walls as the building creaked and whined in a way that told them they didn't have much time left.

Silver nodded, turning to Enzo when she realized how weak he was feeling. "E-Enzo, are you alright?.. You don't push yourself either.." She tried reach out to him, but before she could get to him, Beatrice was there before her. "..?!" The way Beatrice was talking to her felt nice, and she managed to relax a little. Her eyes started closing, but she tried to open them wide again. "N-No, I can't.. I have to help my friends.." Her tone was so tempting.. She wanted to give in, but she couldn't. "I can't.. Give in..." Silver closed her eyes, still trying to fight it. "Nnn..." She found it harder to fight each second. Drifting off, she knew it wouldn't be too much longer before gave up.

David waited for Harley as she opened the door and went in to grab her stuff. She tossed a bag at him, which he caught easily. "Okay, is that all? Good, let's go." He tossed the bag over his shoulder and pushed her out the door, still sort of dragging her along as fast as he could.

Kira was standing at the entrance of the building. She'd decided to wait for the two in the safety of the door. Just in case they got upset with her waiting Inside. Come on you two.. She thought, looking towards the stairs. The building had been, for the most part, evacuated. Except those fighting in the third floor. Looking back outside, she almost sighed. We didn't even get to use the hot tub. Or train. Or, a lot of stuff they were supposed to do. She hoped the others were alright up there. Sounded like another episode of New York. Except this one seemed to have more riding on it.

As soon as Silver was attacked again, Enzo attempted to reactivate his flames, but to no avail. What's going on?! Why can't I change?! He looked at his ring. It looked in good condition. He then assumed that he had finally worn out his ability. He wouldn't be much of a help this fight, but wasn't going to stand by while Silver was being seduced into whatever trick Beatrice had for her.

Enzo looked around frantically for something to use against her. His eyes fell upon a pipe with concrete on one end. It must have fallen from the ceiling during the fight. There! He ran for it, grabbing it and pulling back for a mighty running swing at Beatrice in one motion.

"LET GO!"

“Damn illusions,” Alarick cursed as he watched the shadowed visage of Voltaire fall limp to the ground. Of course he might have been confused further if the other didn’t announce his coming by speaking. Quickly the man lifted his blade to deflect the blow, and brought his armored arm around to hopefully punch the boy in the gut as he came within close proximity. Unlike JD’s armor- Alarick’s could actually buffer magical attacks to a certain degree. Mind you he still carried the same elemental weaknesses as there was no way to metal from being a conducer for electricity.

JD pressed his eyes against Sasha as she spoke. His face usually reflected his amusement at her attitude, but now it was flat and pensive- almost a calm before a storm. Honestly he didn’t know what to say. He brought his hand to his face and pushed away those hot tears off of his cheek. His snarky demeanor that had bled from his lips at one time was gone, and replaced with silence.
Eos’s revulsion of him only reinforced this notion.

That was right- he was a monster.

Yet his sister seemed to bounce back almost immediately, and commanded his courage and bravery to come back to him. It was hard to imagine what his life would be after this moment, and honestly he didn’t want to put any thought into it. At the mention of the rings- JD glanced down at his pocket. He had placed them in there with his right hand, and now found the awkward motion of trying to pull them out with his left. It took a moment, but he managed to fish them out. Those silver eyes pressed against that jewelry- empowered pieces of glamor that was supposed to help them save the world.
‘Right the wrong of their parents.’
That is what JD had been thinking about before he had awoken and been revealed with this travesty. His common sense reminded him while nothing would be the same- that neither would things get better if he didn’t act. He didn’t know if his friends would forgive him for what he did: Silver, Enzo, Voltaire, and even Eos. Yet, at the same time, they could be dying- and to not help them now would be the same as killing them himself.
JD didn’t know if him or Eos had enough power to defeat their parents, but they were assured that maybe their arrival would turn the tides in Guardian’s favor.

“Here,” JD stated gruffly as he tossed Eos’s ring back to her, and eyed his somewhat solemnly. It took a bit of maneuvering but he managed to it around the tip of his ring finger and then slide it the rest of the way down by employing his chin in the action.
Once it fit snugly around his finger he felt the warmth and light of its’ power radiate through him. It wasn’t enough to mend his broken heart, but it was enough to drag him from his cot into a sitting position.
“Boy you shouldn’t-“ the medical official began.
“Shut up.” JD remarked crassly. It was then he turned to Sasha and smirked. “And eat a dick Sasha- I don’t need a pep talk from you.” There was a very much unsaid ‘thank you’ in his words.
It was then he slid off the cot all together and glanced at his sister and the Russian Tiger. “So E, to be bloody honest I don’t think we have a snowball’s chance in hell of winning; but we can’t just let everyone suffer on our part. We need to save our friends. You need to show that Voltaire that you are in one piece- sort of-“ JD paused. “Sorry.” Yet he caught his voice before it hitched.
“So I’m assuming the partially destroyed floor is where this is going on? How do we get back to that?”

SIlver's energy was draining from her, slowly oozing out of her pores as Beatrice's sweet lullaby had nearly done the trick. Key word, nearly. Once again - that pest of a child came barreling toward the blonde with a vengeance. "Tch-!" She turned her head, and moved her free arm just in time to grasp hold of the pipe that could have bashed in her skull. The vibration of the pipe hitting her palm made her whole arm shake as she tried to gain control of the weapon.

"You think you can save her? You think you can save the world?" She hissed, leering at him as they both fought for control. "You couldn't even save your friends!" She cast her glance toward the bodies she expected to see on the floor, but suddenly realized they had been moved. "Heh... no matter... just like you will be soon... they are nothing but lifeless corpses now!"

Silently, she took the ring from her brother - watching first as he slid his on and then proceeded to do the same. Eos guided the ring up her dainty finger, the moment it sat snugly against her skin was the moment she watched as a blue glow shimmered from it and could feel her body tingle with a sense of rejuvenation and unexplainable power - feeding off her desire to save those she held closest to her heart, and rid the earth of darkness.

She placed a hand on the white patch that was bandaged over her wounded eye before looking up at JD. "The odds have never been in our favor, but that hasn't stopped us." She even gave him a soft smile, if not simply to show that she was happy to have him - the real him - back.

As usual, Eos wasn't going to waste any time. "I say we go in the opposite direction everyone else is running from." It was a bit of a snarky comment, but it showed that her spirit was not yet broken.

"Come on, then!" She shouted out, running ahead and escaping the restraining arms of the medical staff. There was no time to hesitate, not time to calculate, therefore all she could do was run, dodging the students that still continued to flood down the halls and out the doorways. The structure creaked and cracked around her as she bounded toward the room she was last inside.

I can't let them get away with this...

Suddenly, she pulled back the double doors and cast her glance into the room - her chest rising and falling with every deep breath. A rainbow like bubble was cast all around her body, a temporary shield to protect her from danger. Her eyes darted around the room, taking in all the pain and destruction her parents had caused. It was just as she entered the room that she heard the last statement out of her mothers lips.

"Guess again... Mum." But as Eos went to step inward, she felt an invisible wall keep her from getting inside.

What is this, why can't I get in?

As Harley and David made their way out of the building, she could have sworn she saw someone else rushing inside - but they were much shorter than the majority of the crowd. "What, seriously? We're not the only one's insane enough to go back in there?!" Paying no mind to playing a hero, or trying to talk another crazy person out of going inside the building she led the way to the others who were waiting for them outside.

Running up to them she dropped the bag at her feet and put her hands on her knees in an attempt to catch her breath. "See! Look! Totally fine!" She said, offering an awkward grin afterward.

Oh crap. Someone actually went back in there? The girl that went back in there just zigzagged her way through the running students, to where she assumed to be the third floor. Frowning, she shook her head. Why would the girl go Back in there? She didn't have enough time to ponder it, as Harley and David came rushing out of the building and in front of her. Grinning in relief, she pulled Harley into a tight hug. She even came back with their things, as promised! Holding her at arms length to look her over, she was pleased to see there were no injuries. "You guys had me worried there for a moment!" Glancing over at David, she gave him a small grin in thanks. "Almost went back in there to see if you two were stuck in the floorboards or something." But now they were both outside, uninjured, and the bags were outside. At least now she wouldn't have to worry about remaining in the same clothes during their stay in Japan.

Alarick's rising fist slammed Voli in his cheek knocking him back from prepared strike. He fell but recovered himself by using his hands as a buffer and flipping back onto his feet and sliding near the exit again. From the corner of his eye he saw Eos behind the barrier looking a little confused. "She must've found the barrier.. Should I let her in?" Part of him wanted to keep her away from the fight so she doesn't get hurt anymore. Another part of him didn't want to keep her away from her right. He didn't have a lot of time to think so he had to come to a conclusion fast. His body was already halfway spent on keeping the barrier up in the first place. Should he sacrifice his first plan to let her in? He sighed and lowered it for enough time to let her in before raising it again, which costs him a great amount just to raise the barrier again. With no time to talk he figured close combat may not work, rings of text orbited his body and slithered to a small area around Alarick. Black particles rose from the breaking wood floor, it looked like the floorboards were deteriorating.

What Beatrice said stung Enzo. She was right; Enzo was too busy worrying about his own self that he had ignored the call and allowed for the twins to get hurt. This angered Enzo. Not at Beatrice, but at himself. "That's.. not true!" He shouted as he applied more force on the pipe. The pipe itself started to creak and bend under his sudden strength, and it soon snapped, rendering it useless.

He tightened his grip on the broken half-pipe in his hand, then leaped toward Beatrice, slamming down the jagged pipe towards her back in a stabbing motion.


Meanwhile, outside the building, and inside the makeshift field hospital the Council had prepared, Red had to literally hold back Enki from charging into the building himself. "Just let me in! I need to help Sky!" He pleaded. "You idiot, this is Guardian's business. Enzo will handle himself." All the while, Kenji and Azure kept a close eye on the building as it creaked. Clouds of dust were starting to spew out of the foundation. The building wasn't going to collapse yet, but it was definitely damaged.

Silver couldn't take it anymore. She had enough of fighting with herself, and kept her eyes closed. She went limp, unable to think clearly anymore. Everything was a blur. To her, it almost sounded as if she were underwater. Every noise around her was faded and slowing down more and more as each second passed. Silver groaned a bit and fell when Beatrice let go of her. She opened her eyes briefly to see the blurs she assumed were Enzo and Beatrice, but closed them again, mumbling something incoherent to herself. Before long, she was unconscious.

David dropped the bag in front of them and crossed his arms, still upset that they were being so stubborn. He looked back as he saw a familiar face rush back in, but shook his head. Turning back to Harley and Kira, he pointed his finger at the both of them. "You two... Never put me in that sort of situation ever again. What would I do if something had happened, and we ended up getting hurt? I'm not even concerned about me getting hurt, I can handle it. But I dunno about you two. Risking your lives just for some junk? Seriously? Next time, listen to me when I say something is dangerous. It would save everyone a lot of trouble." He took a deep breath and turned away again, still frustrated. Thinking of the condition his friends were in when he saw them, he put his hands over his face and groaned loudly. He really hoped they were okay.

Against the physician’s pleas JD helped Eos from her cot and inevitably they bolted off towards all the destruction and chaos. He wasn’t really in the shape or condition to do this sort of exertion, and probably should have listened to the medical personnel around them. For one his center of gravitiy was insanely off and he kept leaning to his left to make up for the lack of weight on his right. Those legs of his also felt like noodles, and his head was nothing more than a smog that he couldn’t see through. Yet his ring flared, and he used its’ after burn to plow forward.

As they reached the room- JD swallowed all the bile in his throat downwards. He saw the entire scene play out in front of him, and he knew that he had caused this with his hands. Silver’s wilting mind, Enzo’s injuries, and Voltaire’s mental strain- he had perpetrated each of these sins upon his friends and loved one. JD didn’t deserve them, but at least he could try to save them.
Eos hesitated for a moment as she hit a barrier- probably something that was erected to keep his parents in one area. If they got out- well he didn’t want to think about what destruction they would commit. Yet it seemed to phase out for a moment before erecting again after Eos had stepped through- and fortunately JD was right on her heels. There was no way that his sister was being plunged into this chaos without him.
“You go stop- mom- and I’ll go get- dad.” JD stated as he strained over their titles. “I have to pay him back for all of this.” With that he bolted to the other side of the room. The blonde tried to concentrate to get his armor fully equipped, and found that he couldn’t access it. ‘Of course you would forsake me considering everything I’ve done’. And yet as he reached the proximity of Alarick- he found another power beginning to flare in the ring. “No time to be melodramatic, chap- you have to right the wrongs of your blood."

“Why are kids these days always surprised by a punch?” Alarick asked shortly. “We have all this magic- and you punch someone in the face and they are like: what the bloody hell was that?” He remarked with a laugh on his lips, and returned is focus back on Voltaire to return his assault on the other youth. Yet his eyes followed the dark haired boy’s one for a moment and saw Eos standing firmly against the barrier- a look of determination in her only eye. “Dammit- really?” Alarick remarked, but had no time to change game plans as the children entered the room. Instead he leapt towards Voltaire- not really wanting to stay in one place to learn what those words did. “You die now, boy.” Alarick stated as he pointed his sword right for Voltaire’s neck.

Alarick was in mid-leap when JD managed to tackle his father from the side- knocking the wind out of the older man and sending them sprawling on the ground. Upon contact with his son’s flesh- the metal armor began deteriorate and managed to completely bleed off of him as JD unleashed a punch with his fist against the man’s face. Yet Alarick managed to bring the butt of his sword against JD’s face and toss him gingerly to the side. “I will be back for you.” He stated viperously and turned away from JD and towards Voltaire. “Now time to end this.” The armor slid over Alarick’s body once again and then broke away from him to form around twenty shards of metal, all sharp, and all pointed towards Voltaire. He vaulted them towards the boy as he kept his sword blade pointed towards JD’s prone neck.

With a quick nod, Eos understood her brothers directions. As much as she wanted to fight alongside her brother in this moment, it was best to keep Beatrice and Alarick apart. Their surroundings were unstable, and Beatrice was taunting Enzo. But as if to fuel the fire that burned inside him, the weapon in his hand shattered and was quickly driven into her mothers slender back.

"Keep going Enzo! Don't let up!" She shouted, casting the temporary protection spell over Enzo as well as herself. "Use everything you've got!" It was chances like this where despite all odds, they had a last shot. But Eos could feel the dwindling power that was sparking it's last breath within him, and knew he wouldn't be able to last much longer, which is why she laid a weak hand on his shoulder from behind him - pushing a short and small burst of light energy into him.

There wasn't much she could do offensively, and after casting those spells consecutively she wasn't sure how long she'd be able to aid in this fight.

Within moments Beatrice found herself skewered on the end of a jagged pipe, her back arching as she screeched out in pain. Her eyes rolled back in her head as she attempted to clench her body enough to reach for the pipe, but the sudden jerk of the pipe only made the pain shake through her limbs.

Her vision momentarily blurred as she glared at not just Enzo, but her daughter as well - her voice heavy. "I thought you were dead." She was unsure if perhaps her presence was an illusion due to the amount of bloodloss the woman had already suffered.

Shocked, but more than pleased with the tight embrace Kira had to offer her - Harley stayed in the hug and cast a glance to David. That's right, I got the hug. Not you. A grin spread across her lips before focusing her attention back to Kira. "Nah, we are fine. Can't say much for those kids inside..." Honestly, Harley was quite selfish and was just happy it wasn't Kira mixed in that mess.

Before she knew it, Harley and Kira were being chastised like two naughty children. "Hey!" Harley pulled herself from Kira and grabbed his shoulder, spinning him around. "Don't you ever fucking talk to either of us like that, Specs. You didn't have to follow me up there! Sure, some of it seemed like junk, but there was something in Kira's bag that she would be heartbroken without so why don't you just bug off!" Growling, she really didn't realize the entire part about David only being concerned about their safety - and instead of understanding where he was coming from, she was quick to snap back. But right now, she felt threatened by him.

Kira's relief turned sour when David started to scold them. She scowled up at the brunette. Her things were not junk. -Ok, maybe they all weren't worth risking her life. But he still didn't have to be so pissed off! Who asked him to go after them? He didn't even have anything to do with them. Not really. To be fair, she could see where the guy was coming from. He didn't want anyone harmed. His friends were up there fighting while he was stuck here. While David couldn't help the others, maybe he thought he could do his part here, with the two of them? She was still a little annoyed though. In fact, she was about to tell him so, but was unable to even get a word out before Harley started her own little rant.

In a much harsher language. Oh boy. Defense mode, activated. Walking the short distance, she placed a hand on the other girl's shoulder. "Harley.." Fuck. What could she say when she thought the same thing? He Didn't have to follow them, and she Did have some rather important things in her luggage. Confliiict. Giving David an apologetic smile, she knew he would be less than happy with her friend. "What he was Trying to say, maybe, was that we shouldn't risk our necks so much. Cause, what good are we dead?" Looking to David, she almost sighed. "Sorry for causing you a headache?" she asked.

Before she knew it, the twins had rushed back into the midst of battle once more, "O-oi! Idiots, wait for me!" And with that, the Russian tiger dashed back into the fight, the water condensing around her as she ran.

The first thing that she noticed was Enzo, nearly at his wit's end, and near defeat. "Jesus fucking christ," she muttered, "Enzo, give yourself a rest...or somethin'! I'll take over for a few..'least I'll try to." With that, the water around her began to spin in a tornado like manner, staring down at Beatrice, "Well, look who's the weak one now," she scoffed at the battered woman.

"You little- ...." David stopped himself mid sentence, closed his eyes, and took another deep breath. A smile spread across his face and he opened his eyes again. "Alright, you're right. I've got nothing to do with either of you. My bad for caring about whether you live or die," he practically hissed through his teeth. Sure, he might have been acting a bit over-dramatic, but he never would have forgiven himself if either of them got hurt. He can't help anyone else, and these two helped make him feel like it wasn't pointless for him to be there. He rolled his eyes and slowly removed Harley's hand from his shoulder before turning away. Pouting to himself, he felt kind of bad now since it really wasn't any of his business to begin with. Still facing away, he looked down and crossed his arms. "...Sorry."

And for the first time in a while, Harley felt remorse for her quick temper. "Ah... shit..." She brought her now free hanging hand to her neck, her eyes lurking over to Kira, who seemed as though she didn't exactly think it was the best idea to argue over the matter. And for some reason, without even saying anything, Kira's expression made her feel like she should be the one apologizing. "Alright..."

But apologies weren't apart of the punks forte. So the best she could do was follow him and give him a punch to the shoulder. "Come on, Specs. Let's go to the med tent and get a drink. All that running has me parched." That was the best she could do, and sure it was a little awkward but hopefully he could see what she was trying to do.

They made him sad, and now Kira felt guilty. She hadn't taken into account the fact that he would show sadness. She'd gotten the urge to hug him. Blue eyes followed David as he moved away from them. As Harley got the hint that they had made a slight blunder, the mo-hawked woman attempted to make amends, 'Harley style'.

Kira looked amused but making her way to the two, she gave David a hug from the other side of him, nudging him a little. "Just cause you don't have anything to do with us right now, doesn't mean there might not be a spot later on. So don't apologize.. Well, maybe for calling my things junk." She joked after letting go. She'd already apologized, she didn't intend to do it again. At least, not verbally. This way, he could know that they, or at least herself, didn't mean to shun him. Giving them a nod, she went back to get her luggage.

Dora eased back onto her feet and nearly fell again, but once she started walking again she was okay for the most part. As she neared the medical tent she saw that there were quite a few injured students in it.

She pulled one of the healers aside who didn't seem very busy, "If you need any more help, I'm here."

"Just settle yourself down in on of the empty chairs, I'll let you know if we need you," The woman smiled softly as she went back to what she was she was doing in preparation.

Dora went an settled herself in a chair, pulled out her Grimoire, and thumbed through it absentmindedly until she found a page with a picture of her necklace on it. By this point she had begun to read a passage about recharging it, by the looks of it it was in Elizabethan. This peaked her interest, as she continued to read.

"Metal shards.." Volitaire took a deep breath before summoning up the manna to retaliate. These shards were coming in all directions, so he needed an all direction defense against something like this. He couldn't just vault out the way, he'd still get impaled. "Quickly, you fool..!" He clenched his fist and slammed the ground a wide shock wave followed by his magical text shot from the impact of his fist to the ground, attempting to make a blowblack to the shards. He couldn't do too wide of a shock wave. He had allies too close by and an unstable battleground. His manna was getting a bit low, and he would soon have to rely on the unstable reserves of his Virus' life force draining power.

Having thrown all of his energy into that stab, Enzo was left satisfied, and exhausted. So tired, in fact, that he had only just noticed Eos cheering him. "Eos... you're alright..." He said weakly. It was then that she gave him a slight boost in energy that, if used properly, could finish Beatrice off.


As soon as he felt the energy spread through him, he added it as fuel for his flame. The bright, orange flame burst out of his body once more. It wasn't as fierce, but it was enough to protect himself and those around him for a short time.

Then, he had noticed the towers of water surrounding Sasha like a shield. She had joined in on this battle. Enzo smirked to himself at the thought of the two fighting together back to back for a greater good, but now wasn't the time for nerdy daydreaming.

"This is it." Enzo turned to Beatrice. She was heavily injured by the pipe, and he felt guilty. It had seemed like the new energy he was given erased the angry thoughts he once held. He quickly grabbed the pipe, and ripped it from the woman's back. It was unlikely that she'd be fighting back anytime soon, and even if she did, Enzo would be there to guard whoever she was aiming for. That was one of his goals.

For now, he wanted Eos to deal with her mother as she saw fit. It was their bodies that their parents used. Their emotions that had been played like an instrument as they were forcefully turned against one another. Their lives that was supposed to be sacrificed. Enzo stepped over to Sasha, who was nearby, ready to strike Beatrice down as well. He smiled at her with his busted lip and battered face. "This will all.. be over soon." He assured his girlfriend.

It was clear to Eos what needed to be done. Stepping over to her mother, the woman she had always dreamed of seeing once again, she watched as the woman struggled to keep herself standing. In a fighting attempt to keep her child at bay, she hissed a broken and weak hex into the air through grit teeth.

But Eos did not waver, her body swaying slowly, a weakness in every step. "I sense nothing but a blackness in your heart, evil eating away at your very insides..." The aura both her parents gave was sinister, nothing like she would have imagined. "That same blood flows within you, Eos. It won't take me long to bring it out." Beatrice hung a heavy hand, pointing her finger out before Eos could push it away, but as Eos inched forward, Beatrice found herself kneeling to the ground, looking up into her daughters eyes.

Eos reached out to her mother, placing her hands on her cheeks and staring down at her, her one remaining eye the exact shade of ruby red as her mothers. "There is no light left in your soul. But I promise you, there isn't a glimmer of darkness left inside me now that you are gone." As she spoke, her ring flared brightly, and her pale white skin began to glow the purest form of radiant light. "Wh-what is this...?" Beatrice's eyes widened, and she found herself crying heavy streams of tears down her cheeks. "I can't... feel..." Eos forced every ounce of purity, every essence of goodness and light she had left in her through her palms and into the empty husk that was her mother, Beatrice.

"Eos..." Beatrice had no control, and soon, felt the world around her blur in a hot white glow. And suddenly, her body shattered into the bloody red mist it once was before floating away, through the holes in the roof and into the sky.

It was then Eos felt her body tremble until she couldn't stand anymore, collapsing to the floor. There was but only a mix of heartache and exhaustion. She had no clue what she had just done, but knew her mother was no more.

David looked at Harley as she followed and gave him a punch on the shoulder, which he really hadn't been expecting. He rolled his eyes and shrugged, since it was obvious she didn't really know what else to do. Before he could answer her, however, Kira came up next to him on the other side and- Wait, what was she doing? Was she hugging him? David looked down to see her arms around him, causing his face to turn bright red. He froze as she kept her arms around him, trying to listen to what she was saying, but was a bit distracted. "Mhmm.." was all he could manage to get out. As soon as she let go, his hand flew up to his face, where he covered his nose, cheeks, and mouth in order to prevent Harley from seeing since Kira had already turned away. He was thankful she did, otherwise that would have been that much more awkward. He just wasn't expecting the sudden embrace. Keeping his eyes forward and down, he briefly glanced to Harley and nodded. "Y-Yeah, I'm pretty thirsty too.." he mumbled as he continued on to the medical tent.