Original [Story] Fantasy Freedom Fighters Crisis II: Goddess of Death

Chapter Twenty-One

Armageddon’s Beginning


“So we all are gathered here today to combat the growing evil that has been surpassing our intelligence for quite sometime now,” said Lord Golbez.

He had brought everyone he knew together to discuss what was to be done about the Goddess of Death. Firstly, he suspected that her plan was being put into action because no one had actually encountered her for the past few days now. Lord Golbez, Aerith Gainsborough, Mitsuki Naoki, Julius Argexis, Filden Gurito, Fifi Gurito, Mercurial Lamont and Rydia Ebla were in the private chambers in an emergency meeting to finally form a plan in their part of saving the universe. It was a big responsibility, but with the power and knowledge they all possessed, it could be combined to eventually make a difference.

“Prophecies foretold that only Faith can stop the Goddess of Death,” assumed Filden, taking the lead without confronting Lord Golbez. Regardless, he was given the benefit of the doubt and allowed to speak. “She is the Saviour, destined to defeat the Destroyer – which is our favourite monster. But that same monster has stolen Faith’s appearance. She has her face, memories, powers … and anything else you can think of. Fortunately, there’s only one person in this room that can separate the two of them and that’s me.”

“What makes you so special suddenly?” asked Julius suspiciously.

“Like Faith is the Saviour and Nexi is the Destroyer, my brother is the Guardian,” replied Fifi in a cold manner to combat his reservations. “He was the first to see that Nexi wasn’t really Faith and could spread the word around once Frisk saw it for herself.”

“I think I can recall many roles were handed out on a silver platter,” piped up Rydia.

“‘Faith is the Saviour, Filden is the Guardian, Frisk is the Vessel, Saix is the Keeper, Rene is the Avenger, Mark is the Judge, Riku is the Warrior, Mercurial is the Ambassador …’” said Filden. “‘Even Eve is the Chosen.’ Now even with all these roles, what are they meant to be? We know Faith is meant to stop Nexi, I’m meant to protect Faith somehow … but I can’t be sure about the others.”

“Why didn’t I get a role?” mumbled Fifi to herself.

“I can see why Mark is the Judge,” said Julius, remembering the burden that had been placed upon his heavy heart. “He possesses the power to apparently wipe out every atom in existence.”

“No, he used that as a threat,” Aerith shook her head. “I had another dream last night, although it didn’t appear as terrifying as the others I’ve been having.”

“Another dream?” Mitsuki asked.

Aerith nodded her head, confirming it. “I can sense Mark fighting desperately hard against Ecru’s wicked deeds. The two personas are fighting for control of the body, but Ecru has emerged victorious so far. The dream I had … I don’t think it was a dream now. Perhaps … just maybe … it was taking place in the present time when I blacked out.”

“Lucky that I found you, sis,” stated Julius, coming to her side. “I was beginning to get worried when you never arrived to greet our visitors.”

“And Aerith is always the meet and greet type, too,” grinned Mitsuki.

“Ecru is threatening to destroy humanity itself,” continued Aerith. “He was face to face with Faith and a girl I can’t quite identify. But then suddenly, she attacked Ecru and he threatened to destroy her. Fortunately, the girl disappeared and then Rene arrived moments later. His exact words were, ‘if you stand in my way, Faith Crest, then I know just how to completely erase you from the face of the planet.’”

“Ecru wants to wipe out Faith?” gasped Filden, quite unable to believe how deeply sinister Mark’s other personality really was.

“Then that means the present could change at any minute,” said Mercurial, taking charge of the conversation. Lord Golbez looked curiously at the newcomer, but did not say anything. “Because if I’m correct, then that means everything changes. Faith is at the centre of everything. Without her, we won’t be here right now. Without her, there is no Goddess of Death.”

“And hopefully no Saix and Frisk relationship?” chuckled Fifi. Everyone stared. “What? Am I the only one who despises it, anyway?”

“So there is no Eve and no Fantasy Freedom Fighters either,” realised Filden. “Even without Faith, there’re still superhumans and evohumans.”

“But with no one to go through the growing pains,” Julius kindly pointed out.

“Ecru is, but no problem as of now!” exclaimed Lord Golbez, cutting in. “We still have to defeat the Goddess of Death if we are to remain … alive.” He looked towards Aerith, Mitsuki and Julius. “I am entrusting you three to track down the Goddess herself, see if we can learn her strengths and weaknesses alike.”

“But that’s quite easy,” Rydia spoke up. Everyone now turned to face her. “If Nexi has really taken on Faith’s form, her face and powers, then we know them. In her own words, she’s basically an upgraded version of Faith herself. We just have an evil goddess with her powers, mimicking everyone else’s powers and no fear. But what about Faith’s weaknesses? If Nexi is really her twin – presuming that’s how we’re going to refer to her as – shouldn’t we be focusing on everything Faith Crest?”

“I’m with blondie here,” agreed Mitsuki. “Nexi really picked the wrong girl to turn into, didn’t she?”

Filden watched everyone converse with each other to discuss what plan of action was the best to undertake. He glanced at his older sister Fifi in an attempt to tell her what he knew. She nodded back at him, looking at Mercurial and Rydia for an approved expression. The two former members of the Red Rose Movement now looked towards Filden as their symbol of hope.

“I’m her childhood friend,” he told Fifi. “Don’t you think I know her better than everyone here?”

“Except for me, obviously,” muttered Fifi. “Bet cha didn’t know that she stole your Action Man when she was six, right?”

“My Action Man? I thought he was really dead!” gasped Filden.

“Of course she stole him,” she smirked. “Remember how she used to play dress up with Barbie and Ken? Her Ken went missing and she blamed Abigail all over again. So I remember her sneaking into your room once and taking Action Man. Sad to think that you know her, isn’t it?”

* * *​

After passing through the gateway, Faith Crest and Rene Skylar were hurtling towards the ground quicker than they originally thought. Faith grabbed Rene’s hand and they were now flying effortlessly in the air. They came to an abrupt halt, however, when they noticed that the small town of Marwick – previously home to them both during their adolescent years – was below. Feeling the warm touch of Rene’s hand through her fingers made Faith feel untouchable. She smiled brightly at her former flame, the first genuine smile in many months. He beamed back at her, unable to suppress the delight on his face.

With Ecru nowhere to be seen, the two descended upon the forest – the same forest that Saix had landed on during a meteor shower almost three years ago. Rene commented on how the forest was somewhat different to how he remembered it, but Faith was focusing intently on the house half a mile away. She walked forwards with Rene following in her wake. Despite his efforts to demand why she was going there, Faith ignored Rene. The very house had overwhelmed her in just a few seconds.

“I grew up here,” she said finally after he didn’t shut up for a while. “This is my house, remember? My family are in there right now –”

“Faith, we’re in the past,” he gulped hard, noticing there was a battered newspaper on the floor with the date of July 26, 1993. “This is nearly fifteen years ago.”

“What date is it?” Faith questioned curiously, refusing to take her eyes off the house.

“July the twenty-sixth, nineteen ninety-three,” replied Rene, showing her the newspaper. “We were four years old back then. Wow … nineteen ninety-three. That was one heck of a year, all right.”

“What happened?”

“It was the year that my sister, Lily, was born. I already had another sister called Kara, who was two years younger than me. You’ll probably remember them when you get to that part. They came to Marwick with me after the last foster home was knocked down to make way for some apartments. There was an orphanage in Marwick, one of the final orphanages in England. You see, it’s rare to find one nowadays … Kara, Lily and I refused to be separated. We would always stick together and find one another no matter what happened.”

“Must’ve been a big year for you, but this year … this very day of the month was the most important time in my life. Today changed me forever.”

“How?”

Faith turned to face him.

“It was the day that I was handed over to the Crest family,” she replied. “I used to believe for sometime that Patricia was the one I spent my life with. But now that the memories have started flooding back, I’ve come to realise that it was with the Crest family. My parents and brother … wow, it’s been years since I last seen them.”

“You can’t jeopardise the past for the sake of the future, Faith,” assumed Rene. “There’re some things I want to change, but I know that’s not possible now. I’d love to go back and save my sisters from the canal … yet it isn’t possible. We didn’t come here to have a Jeremy Kyle style chat, anyway! We have to stop Ecru from wiping you out completely. Do you remember the events of the night?”

“Like it was yesterday,” nodded Faith. “Ok, let me think … Patricia was my godmother in Blackstone, my appointed one … she overheard that the guy in charge was going to use me as a weapon, so she decided to bust me out. Then they started chasing her down the road when she got out. She had a partner in crime with who she exchanged cars with … Kai Owens.”

My godfather, thought Rene and kept his thoughts extremely private from her. “So the same Kai that was working for the Red Rose Movement was working with Patricia as well? Guess that counts towards the whole working relationship thing.”

“When she exchanged cars with Kai, Blackstone chased him instead and believed I was still in the back of the car. But Patricia was in another car and left me with the Crests, also leaving a letter that they’d give me to when I was fourteen. The Crests knew about my superhuman origins, but decided not to tell me until I was old enough to understand. Patricia once told me that she watched over me during the years, whilst still avoiding Blackstone.”

“But what happened to Kai?”

“Beats me. But I’m going to gamble my money and take a guess that Ecru is going to intercept the car – whichever one of them – somewhere along the line. Maybe he’ll damage Kai’s car because that’s the one that does take me to the Crest family?”

“Good idea, we should start timing ourselves because these events are going to happen pretty soon,” said Rene, glancing at his watch since the time had changed according to what it was in the past. “Do you remember when you were busted out?”

“Between seven and quarter past seven,” answered Faith. “She was being chased for over half an hour, plus I know Kai was set to meet her at eight by the abandoned farm just ten minutes away from here.”

“How is it that you know what’s about to happen, anyway?”

“If you think I overanalyse the situation, then you’re wrong. I don’t actually remember much of what happened of tonight because I was really traumatised when I was just four – foggy details of Blackstone – and Patricia explained everything to me when it was safe for her to appear in public.”

* * *​

Damon smirked triumphantly, not daring to take his eyes off his latest prize. The Kadzaer crystal, now gripped tightly in his strong hand, was the only weapon that could be used to hold Nexi down. Although she’d been able to resist his charms for such a short time, the Goddess of Death was now fixed firmly on the ground against her will. Sweat poured down her forehead and she groaned in pain, as the crystal physically weakened her body. She looked pleadingly at Damon, who refused to allow Nexi to leave. After all, she was the big bad that everyone was afraid of, right?

He tossed the crystal up and down, knowing full well that only Faith could rightfully hold it and banish Nexi to the Kadzaer Dimension for good. Although it may have been what she wanted, Damon wasn’t so sure about sending her there. She deserved far worse than being cast off to another dimension, where she would be endlessly tormented and tortured by the phantoms there for an eternity. It had been what Faith had endured, but Nexi had done much more than just send Faith into the Kedzaer Dimension, too …

Blood was on Nexi’s hands, something that Damon would’ve lied about if he’d said that he didn’t know it would happen. It was only inevitable that the dark and despicable creature could take a life at the snap of a finger. Death was what she was. But looking at Nexi now, Damon felt tempted by the look she was giving him. She represented his ex, but knew that was not she since her inner core was death itself.

“You think you’ve got me figured out,” he told her emotionlessly.

“Men are just the same subspecies aiming to get women to do their bidding!” hissed Nexi angrily. “You represent truth and justice, but what is there behind closed doors, Damon? What are your real motives? Hmm?”

“Piss off before I get you incapacitated piece by piece,” growled Damon. His victorious smile had all, but faded by now.

He didn’t want to admit it, but the Goddess herself was beginning to irritate him greatly. Being here in the abandoned farm just ten minutes away from where Faith’s family house was didn’t do any wonders either. With his charm, he had been able to manipulate Nexi into acting normal when they were outside and buying food. But in the past day or so, she’d been able to see through the charm and almost escaped barely hours ago. Thankfully, Damon had discovered that the Kadzaer was in Nexi’s belongings. As opposed to telling Faith that the crystal was gone, she actually had it in her possession. Damon had charmed her into telling about her confrontation with Faith, revealing all the deepened details.

“Armageddon is just beyond the horizon and you know it!” Nexi cried out in pain when he thrust the Kadzaer nearer to her damaged body. It felt worse than cracked ribs, but she decided to take the pain to appear brave. “This body … Faith … they call her heartbreaker. Eventually, she will break your heart!”

“Already gone down that road and she did it to protect me,” Damon said fiercely. “Put yourself in her position – well, that’s not hard since you technically are her – to think about the consequences of remaining to be my girlfriend. Your powers are spiralling out of control, you have to hide them from everyone … do you understand how dangerous it is? Her own family could’ve been in danger! It’s lucky that Miguel and Jennifer were able to calm her down or else Rafael would’ve been nothing more than dust in the air.”

“She could’ve easily done that, but her parents were also afraid of her!” she shouted furiously. “Anyone would be scared of a fourteen-year-old girl that can move things with her mind and read minds as well! She almost ripped Filden to pieces … luckily, he thought he was hallucinating. Perhaps she should tell him about the Action Man incident, too?”

Of all the things she could come up with, it had to be the Action Man thing, he thought and rolled his eyes. I can’t hold her down for much longer. Faith, where the HELL are you?

* * *​

“Armageddon is beginning, isn’t it?” chuckled Rene.

“Rene, you really are on crack, aren’t you?” Faith sighed irritably.

“Fil asked me that a while ago and I should’ve said yes,” he shrugged. “But I’ll say yes for the record. Wow, imagine that! Admitting I’m on crack the first time I time travel.”

“The first time’s always the hardest one,” she grinned. “I remember ending up too far in the future once. Come to think of it, I don’t even know if that future’s even possible anymore.”

“What did you see?”

“Darkblade was alive and dominating over all universes. Let’s see … Saix and I were dead, the rest of FFF was in hiding and my family were slaves like most of humanity. Maybe this is Ecru’s vision of the human race? If he’s really drawing inspiration from Darkblade, then he’s surely a lost cause. It was a shock to find that my own cousin was doing it, but now one of our closest friends from Earth? The world’s gone mad.”

“Thought it already was, Faith. Finding out you were psychic was just the beginning.”

As soon as Rene’s last sentence was uttered, they both turned towards where Kai was standing near the abandoned farm. He had a gun behind his back – concealed very cleverly with his coat – and a knife hidden underneath his pants on his right leg. He seemed awfully calm tonight, just like he appeared to be in the future before the Fantasy War had taken place. But the time of the Fantasy War was to be forgotten for now. After realising that destroying the car that Patricia was in with the infant Faith would be useless for Ecru, both the future Faith and Rene had ultimately decided that Kai was an essential part in Faith’s survival towards the future – and Rene’s destiny to defeat Darkblade once and for all.

And then just as expected, Ecru was seen walking towards Kai with a murderous look on his face. Faith thought Rene would dive forward to attack him, but was pleasantly surprised when he remained in the same position, keeping his eyes firmly fixed upon Mark’s superhuman persona. Kai noticed that Ecru was coming and was wearing a wicked curved smile on his face. His hands were not reaching out for his weapons just yet, however.

“What can I do for you, my friend?” he kindly asked.

“You do not appear afraid of me,” Ecru said emotionlessly.

“That is because I know what you are, Ecru,” Kai smirked darkly. He unfolded his arms and started walking towards Ecru, who remained frozen in the same spot. “It was foretold that you would come back to the past and try to destroy what will affect at least the next twenty years or so. But you cannot do this. It was predestined you would fail, Ecru.”

“You are Rene Skylar’s godfather, no?”

“Correct. I am, Ecru. And I also know that the humanity within you has not diminished as you once told my godson and Faith Crest. You lied in their faces. Mark is still alive and kicking in there, he is … just struggling to come around right now.”

“Imbecile. Do you realise how futile your words are?”

“Actions speak louder than words, I’m afraid. Perhaps you’re mistaken. Faith Crest is meant to live and you, Ecru, are meant to go back down to the surface where you belong. Although you are the true superhuman beneath him, Mark is the one that was born in this body and earned the birthright to decide his destiny. Therefore, you mean nothing to history.”

“You fail to understand, Kai Owens. Ensuring that Faith Crest dies is the only way that this can all be avoided.”

“Perhaps, but you didn’t count on coming here alone now, did you?” sneered Kai.

He turned towards where Faith and Rene were hiding before looking back at Ecru.

“The choice is yours to make, Ecru. Leave this time period or feel hell itself.”

“Kai knows we’re here,” Faith whispered to Rene. “I need you to do me a very big favour because I think I’m the only one that can handle Ecru. Um … I know it’s the past and all, but … don’t worry about the legality of this favour, ok? I need you to steal a car.”

“Steal a car? Are you deadly serious?” he hissed in her ear.

“More serious than seriousness itself,” she groaned, rolling her eyes. “Go and steal a car. I’ve got a feeling that Ecru’s about to get rid of this one.”

As soon as she said that, Ecru had already sent a huge wave of fire towards Kai’s car. The car went flying into the air and landed with a loud thud on the ground. Kai himself had flipped sideways to avoid being caught up in the blast. Rene’s eyes widened and he turned to face Faith again.

“One stolen car coming right up,” he said disbelievingly and hurried off through the cornfield behind them.

Faith now rose to her feet, revealing her presence. Ecru’s eyes immediately were turned to her. Kai smiled pleasantly.

“So lovely to join us, Faith,” he said. “Now will you please defeat this nuisance?”

“With pleasure, Kai,” Faith kept her voice even, walking to his side.

“So you and Skylar managed to fall through the gateway as well? Excellent,” Ecru smiled nastily, his evil intentions ready to pick up at any moment. “The world needs to erase your existence, Faith Crest. If I do not do it, then who else can? It is only righteous that another superhuman destroys you. Destroying you would be useful for my plan, but the past you will be arriving any moment now. Going over there to wipe out your meaningless existence will be useless, considering Musso will suspect something immediately. And we all know about how persistent Blackstone are, surely?”

“How are we going to get your past self to your family?” murmured Kai.

“I’ve got it worked out, don’t worry,” said Faith. “Your replacement’s coming.”

“Here we are at last, Faith Crest,” said Ecru, now back to his usual emotionless self and cracked his fingers, almost as if he was ready for a fight. “It would be too clichéd if I said this was predestined. But I could feel it in every fibre of my existence that fate would bring you here to defeat me. Or shall I say that … I will defeat you instead?”

“No, I thought it was right the first time around,” she said gravely. “Once upon a time, I was willing to risk my humanity to become the heroine I was destined to become. Maybe that’s what I have to do now. But if Kai is right and there’s any part of Mark in there, then he’d come out and stop me. He wouldn’t want me to have blood on my hands after all.”

“You’re going to kill him?” snarled Kai angrily.

Faith solemnly turned towards Rene’s godfather. “If that’s what it takes, then I suppose that’s what I have to do.” However, she was soon cut off when Ecru telekinetically pinned her into the wall of the abandoned farm. The wall collapsed because of the tremendous impact and she went hurtling inside, coughing loudly. There was blood dribbling down her nose now when Ecru appeared in front of her, hovering over her weak body. “Wow, you … don’t seem to … play fair.”

“I was never one for the rules myself,” stated Ecru. He raised his finger and smiled nastily. “It’s time to reopen that pretty face of yours. A shame that the phantoms didn’t finish you off.”

“You wouldn’t dare!” snarled Faith, but was shut up immediately.

“Of course I would.” And with that, Ecru slowly moved his finger to the left. The stitches on Faith’s face began to reopen, causing her to scream silently, and blood dripped down on to the farm’s wooden floorboards.

* * *​

Eve opened her eyes, fed up with teleporting in fear that Ecru would find her, and found that she was back at her father’s lair. She put her hands on her hips defiantly when she noticed that her parents were kissing lustfully on the bed. How typical was this? She didn’t need to be seeing this right now, considering that the world was about to end and it wasn’t even her dad this time. It had been him the first time around, but now that Nexi was on the loose and missing, she had every right to be worried.

When Saix sat up on the bed to take a breather, Eve quickly hid behind the dark curtain to avoid being seen. Faith had told her that it would have broken the rules of time travel to tell them that she was actually their daughter from the future. But with the stakes even higher than ever, what was the point of concealing the truth anymore? Pretending to be Faith’s daughter hadn’t even lasted five seconds! However, the more she watched her parents kiss passionately, the more she fell in love with them herself.

“We have ourselves a pervert in the room,” announced Frisk.

Before she knew it, Eve was being hurled away from the curtain by Saix and pushed on to the bed. Frisk smiled proudly – having taken advantage of her super speed and saw the girl around the curtain quicker than normal time when she suspected someone there – of her newfound discovery. The girl had been here before, but they didn’t know her name. Just what on earth was she doing here, anyway?

“Are you a stalker? If you are, then I’ll electrocute you to death!” hissed Saix angrily.

“Aaaahhh! Don’t electrocute me!” Eve exclaimed, almost screaming in the process and making Frisk jump. “In the future, Nexi did that to me once and my hair was fried for days. For days! Honestly, I don’t want to go down that path again. I just –”

“Nexi fried your hair?” repeated Frisk.

“Just who exactly are you?” snarled Saix.

The rules of time travel state that you do not go back in time for personal gain – you should go back for the sake of the world if you need to, thought Eve, feeling eternally grateful her parents weren’t telepathic and that she wasn’t in the presence of Faith right now. Crying out loud! Why can’t they notice what’s going on? I’m their daughter! God, someone help me out here …

“She’s the quiet type,” Frisk observed. “How about I send her one of my energy blasts? I could always need the practice –”

“Super speed and energy blasts? That’s a lot for an evohuman with superhuman blood!” exclaimed Eve, surprised to her mother’s involvement in everything unnatural. She covered her mouth, realising she had unintentionally blurted it out. Saix cast a suspicious look at her, whilst Frisk was really considering target practice after all! Were her parents really this mad? “Ok, I’m sorry! I’m sorry! I just might tell you who I am if –”

“We don’t take kindly to offers!” snapped Saix, shooting an electric spark from his finger to the wall. It made Eve jump, noticing the scorch mark. “Now the minions will have something useful to do in their spare time.”

“Let me put this way,” their future daughter said calmly, raising her hands. “If you kill me now, then you’re jeopardising everything you’ve ever worked for. I won’t be able to get the chance to know you how I should! I don’t want to go back into that world without you two alive!”

Saix and Frisk exchanged dark looks before looking back at her.

“Who are you?” they chorused.

Eve took a deep breath and sighed sadly. This really was like a soap opera, wasn’t it?

“I’m your daughter from the future. Twenty-one years into the future, actually.”
 
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Chapter Twenty-Two

Relinquishment of Extraordinary


Once upon a time, everything that the entire world knew seemed inadequate at the time. For various groups of selected individuals, their lives would become involved within some of the most unusual events. One person was centred on these events and that entity so happened to be called Faith Crest. If this teenaged girl were to be erased from existence forever, then the consequences would have been surely disastrous. None of these individuals – whatever groups they belonged in – never seemed to think that one girl could unite them all together. Unfortunately for them, it would have appeared that another Doomsday was on the way, considering that this Faith Crest was now fifteen years into the past – in the year 1993 – having to fight one of her friends, now in his superhuman persona of Ecru, in order to save her own existence.

As the blood poured down her face and the protective stitches snapped off her face, it would have appeared that Ecru was victorious in his efforts to wipe out Faith’s existence altogether. Unfortunately for him, he didn’t count on Kai making any effort to help out a comrade in need. The ninja in training swooped into the abandoned farm, kicking Ecru from behind and managing to send him crashing into the wall near the hay. His strength had Ecru down momentarily, allowing Kai time to help his friend back up on to her feet. Faith could barely see properly because of the blood sweeping down her face like wildfire. She felt relieved that she could breathe again, but the pressure of saving her own life was getting to her more than she thought.

“Your father would not give up so easily, Faith,” he said, now putting his black goggles on his face again. His eyes were concealed, unable to show much emotion after all. “Vance Collins is a brave man, thought to be dead. But he still lives, even in your own time. If he saw you now, would he laugh? Would he tell you to fight? Only you know the answer, Faith. I know that Patricia would not like to see this when she arrives to swap cars with me.”

Faith couldn’t help, but moan in pain when she felt Kai wipe the blood off her face with his cloth. He seemed to have come here prepared, but why? Was he telling the truth when he just knew that Ecru would be here alongside herself and Rene from the future? Both Kai and Patricia seemed to let on to more than they knew, which was why Faith’s suspicions were tingled once again. At the thought of Patricia being alive in this time period, she felt a flutter of hope in her stomach. With the blood out of her face, she bravely stood on her two feet and heard Ecru moving in the background.

“Do this for everyone you care about,” said Kai. “Remember that they are counting on you to do the job at the end of the day. Much of a burden has been placed upon you, Faith. I know that it’s painful, but you have to see everything through until the final day. That final day will become much more important than you could ever realise.”

“You know about the final day?” questioned Faith, keeping her eyes firmly fixed upon Ecru. He was slowly rising to his feet after sustaining bruised ribs.

“Judgment day, or so it is known as,” he bowed his head low. “The fate of the world rests not in only your hands, but with the Fantasy Freedom Fighters and the Red Rose Movement as well. You must all work together to combat the great evil you will face in the future. If you do not do this, then evil will slowly win – and it shall be a lost cause. If it were necessary, then drastic action must be taken to retain Mark Johnson’s humanity. Remember that you are a massive influence, Faith. Everything revolves around you. You still have to fight for your right to live in the world. Ecru is the only threat in your way.”

“And the car will come, too!” added Faith. “Patricia comes with little me pretty soon, right? I’m sure she said it was at eight.”

“Then that gives you not much time,” Kai observed. “I’m presuming that she went over the exact details of the handover?” She nodded, prompting him to look curiously at her. “Most interesting, I’ll be sure to take close observation of you once we have passed the point of history that you travelled back here. In the meantime, I’m sure that Patricia would be more than happy to watch over you.”

She’s going to do that, anyway, she thought to herself. She watched Ecru slowly stagger towards them. “Stand back, I don’t think he’s happy with either of us for getting in his way.”

“I must say I’m not happy with him for destroying my car either,” growled the ninja.

“The replacement is on its way!” she hissed quietly.

“I underestimated you, Kai Owens,” Ecru was saying just seconds later. “I must say that you’re … powerful. Human that you may be, but perhaps I’m wrong about your species altogether. Maybe there are a selected few, who would do well to serve my superhuman empire.”

“Superhuman empire?” stared Kai.

“Ecru is bent on wiping out the human race and taking the world back for the superhumans, apparently,” explained Faith. “But I won’t let that happen. Not whilst Mark is still in there somewhere!”

* * *​

Rene was quite literally panicking. What if he was actually caught stealing a car and then put in prison? It wouldn’t do well for his future, considering that he was meant to become an evohuman and get tangled up in this whole mess. He didn’t blame Faith for everything that had happened, really. He could never bring himself to blame her, of all the suspects. All that she’d done since coming back from the dead the first time around was try to remember who she was and selflessly saved the world from villains such as her cousin Saix and “twin” Nexi, the Goddess of Death.

Stealing a car must have meant a whole lot to Faith if she wanted him to do this for her. Besides, Kai’s car was out of commission right now and a replacement was in order. He had gone through the cornfield when he stumbled across a familiar place. Rene stopped walking, now glued to the spot, and noticed Damon’s house was just ahead of him. It had been a long time since he’d even seen Damon’s face, let alone the place where he lived. The red flashy, yet outdated car was parked up outside the house. Rene swore under his breath, scared that he’d bump into the past Damon and screw up the future.

Diving into the cornfield again, past Damon did appear out of nowhere with his mother holding his arm. They looked like they’d just been out shopping or something. Shopping? At this time? Rene thought that Mrs Roughley wasn’t being a good role model, considering that little Damon was supposed to be upstairs sleeping by now. But the sleepiness inside that small boy was concealed through his big wide smile. Rene continued to wonder how someone so young could turn out to be so perverted.

Refusing to remember the time that Damon walked in on him spying on Faith and Fifi once, Rene waited until little Damon and Mrs Roughley were inside the house to make his dramatic entrance – and steal the car. When he used his pyrokinesis to melt the metal in the door and stepped inside, he began to wonder of how Damon used to say how his dad’s car was mysteriously stolen when he was four and ended up being returned, but with burn marks on the side of the door. Rene could’ve thrown his head back and laughed, knowing full well it was he all along. He was actually meant to steal Mr Roughley’s car and give it to Kai. Only then would Kai return it!

“I’ve no license, but the mong’s taught me more than what a driving instructor could,” smirked Rene, turning the engine on with the keys that were, unusually and fortunately, inside the car.

Did Mr Roughley accidentally lock the car from the inside and dropped the keys inside? Surely, he had a spare set. Perhaps stealing the car was about to do Mr Roughley a favour after all. Rene checked the mirrors to ensure no one was watching him and then put the car into first gear when he used the clutch to move forwards.

“Looks like I’m having myself a joyride tonight! Hey, maybe I was the one who started the craze! Wow!”

* * *​

Riku opened his eyes, amazed at how he was still alive after everything that had been thrown at him. Aerith was smiling with her hand on top of his arm. His green eyes closed again. It was very painful to move right now, even though Aerith’s white magic had probably done wonders already.

“You were out for a long time,” she said sadly. “Just over a day, actually.”

“A day …” he managed to say, still not opening his eyes. The blinding lights on the walls were too much for him to handle. “Ecru?”

“Gone to the past to wipe out Faith’s existence, obviously,” stated Aerith, releasing her hand from his arm and went to walk over to the window, pretending to look out at the crowded atmosphere below in the market. “But we still know who she is, so it looks like he hasn’t succeeded yet.”

“What makes ye think … he might not have … done it?”

“Just the basic fact that Faith is well and truly in our minds right now. But Ecru isn’t our main priority. Faith and Rene are doing their best in the year 1993 to make sure that he doesn’t make any alterations to history. In the meantime, we have to prepare ourselves! The Goddess of Death is the one entity we should be worrying about right now.”

“Nexi?”

Riku tried to sit up, but fell back down again. Aerith quickly came to his side.

“The white magic can’t kick into your system for quite sometime, I’m afraid,” she said sorrowfully. “The darkness inside of you keeps repelling it. The light doesn’t mix with it. But I kept doing it every few hours and it’s working slowly and surely. You’ll be good as new by tomorrow morning.”

“How long do we have until …?” he dared to ask.

“Filden is convinced that it’s two days from now,” replied Aerith. “He, his older sister and the surviving members of the Red Rose Movement have unofficially joined our ranks for now. We’re putting together our knowledge and strength together to track down Nexi. Well, Mitsuki and Julius are at the moment … my main concern is nursing you back to health for now.”

“You should … help them both …” he said, looking disappointingly at her.

“Who would’ve thought that the almighty Riku Walker wouldn’t be playing the hero for once?” remarked Julius when he and Mitsuki entered the room to come sit by his bedside. Riku did not want to rise to this insult; he was merely pleased to hear the voices of his comrades instead of feeling death. “We have it entirely covered, my friend. As we speak now, Filden has used your crystal to return to Earth and is now sweeping through the earth for any sign of Nexi.”

“Don’t forget about Fifi,” Mitsuki rolled her eyes. “She runs faster than the speed of light. Personally, my gil is on her.”

“But Filden can detect whether she is Faith or not,” groaned Julius. “How about we put a gamble on this and settle it once and for all?”

“Wow, never thought … thought that they’d bet … against each other,” Riku raised an eyebrow, now fully strong enough to open his eyes and withstand the brightness of the lights. “What about … Mercurial and … Rydia?”

“They’re currently discussing tactics with Lord Golbez,” answered Aerith, now ignoring the constant heated debate of Filden versus Fifi by Mitsuki and Julius. “Human they may be, but they’re very clever, Riku. Humans … wow, I never thought we’d be working with humans.”

“You forget that Faith, Rene and Mark are from Earth,” added Julius. “Whilst Faith and Mark are superhuman while Rene is evohuman, they are entirely human to the core. Their DNA shows that exactly. I am no scientist, but I must stress the importance of the human tissue appearing in their biology.”

“Although we’re all unique in our special way, we’re all the same, really,” shrugged Mitsuki, glancing towards Riku, who was smiling comfortingly. “Unless you’re the Goddess of Death trying to reverse life and death, of course.” Everyone burst out laughing, enjoying the peaceful atmosphere. Although there were only two days until Nexi would initiate her so-called plan, the group were acting like friends who didn’t seem to have a care in the world.

* * *​

Damon opened his eyes, sensing that gut feeling of guilt coursing through his veins. It was in the middle of the afternoon and he heard Nexi’s stomach growling loudly. He rose to his feet, rubbed his eyes and tossed her an apple. She complained at how she was being treated, but he would’ve easily pointed out that she didn’t technically exist on any universe, anyway, let alone this one. Her words from yesterday had struck him like an arrow to the heart. Perhaps this was her way of torturing him?

“Men are just the same subspecies aiming to get women to do their bidding! You represent truth and justice, but what is there behind closed doors, Damon? What are your real motives? Hmm?”

“Armageddon is just beyond the horizon and you know it! This body … Faith … they call her heartbreaker. Eventually, she will break your heart!”

“Anyone would be scared of a fourteen-year-old girl that can move things with her mind and read minds as well! She almost ripped Filden to pieces … luckily, he thought he was hallucinating.”


He forced himself to look Nexi in the eye after remembering what she’d said to him.

She didn’t look too amused to be eating rations for now. Nexi knew that she shouldn’t have easily succumbed to Faith’s temptations and gave into the passion that she and Damon once shared. The more she thought about it, the more she knew that taking on Faith’s form was wrong by now. She felt ridiculously stupid for allowing Faith’s living emotions to overwhelm her entire being. She fought hard to retain her own evil emotions, the ones that would see her through to fulfilling her birthright – reversing life and death in this universe.

“Faith won’t go back to you,” taunted Nexi. “Rene was always the right one for her.”

“You don’t know anything, even with your pathetic assumption that you have Faith’s memories!” snapped Damon, the first time he’d shown his temper.

“That’s right, Damon!” she continued to mock him. “Let me see that anger, that anger you fight so hard to control! How did it feel when you saw them together? Were you jealous? Did you want to hurt him so badly? Did it feel like she was cheating on you?”

“SHUT UP!”

“Aww, what’s wrong? Can’t Damon Roughley take a little bit of a hint? Can’t you see that she’s hot and cold with you? One minute, she can be your friend and in the next, she can be sleeping with your friend. Oh yes, that’s something I forget to mention, right? They actually have slept together. Just to think that you almost came to that point makes you want to attack me, right?”

Suddenly, Damon yelled out and then before Nexi knew it, his clothes had torn apart. Damon morphed into a tiger, ready to pounce on his prey. Even in his animal form, he seemed to be struggling to hold himself back from attacking. Now that his true anger was revealed, Nexi stared at the Kadzaer crystal in his belongings inside the bag. The charm had worn off by now, meaning that she was able to have her own free will once again. She walked towards Damon, who was growling and backing away at the same time.

“Wow, I’m really good, aren’t I?” she teased, smirking threateningly. Her sinister presence was now greater than he could have imagined. “You humans are all the same, even with evohumans and superhumans. Your emotions are key to stopping you. It’s a shame that I’ll end this world soon enough. Life and death shall be reversed. Life will be gone. Death is all that there is now. All that you know will be irrelevant in the years to come.”

With that, she flew right up into the air and disappeared into the clouds just as Damon had tried to pounce. He growled loudly, eventually realising that his angry act had just cost him. His form turned back into his human one. Now naked, Damon looked down at his torn clothes and shook his head. Closing his eyes and focusing, his form turned into that of Fifi barely moments later. He opened his eyes, feeling pleased by the slenderness of Fifi’s figure and the fact that she was wearing comfortable clothes. Being a girl was always a new experience for Damon no matter which girl he would choose from time to time.

“I’m not super fast, but I know how to charm my way into FFF,” he said, using her precise voice and got Faith’s crystal out of the bag.

* * *​

One day later in the Richardson Mansion.

Saix and Frisk continued to exchange dark looks from one another. Eve still felt very uncomfortable since she was still on the bed that she’d been thrown on to. It was wrong to see them treat her this way. Then again, had they even known the truth after all? Could they have been honest and said that they never saw it once glistening in her green eyes? She tried to get up, but Saix shot another electric spark from his finger into the wall to prevent her from doing so.

“Wait here,” he said, casting a suspicious expression at her.

“Do you expect to believe that future girl is actually our daughter in this baby room?” snickered Frisk when they went into their daughter’s room, where she was sleeping quietly.

“I think that I may believe her,” assumed Saix, looking interestingly back at their bedroom and the girl. “Our daughter is a second generation superhuman. I have a high sense of awareness and that girl in there … she must be our daughter. The truth must be glistening from her eyes. She has your eyes, Frisk.”

Frisk looked impatiently at her fiancé. “You really think that a simple lie is going to let her live for much longer? You might have your awareness thing going on, but how long do you expect her to keep this up?”

Saix sighed and held her in his arms. “These are dark and difficult times, love. We’re engaged, we have a daughter barely a week old and now we have another revelation to cope with. Perhaps we have reason to believe that there is hope out there somewhere. Did you not hear her words? ‘If you kill me now, then you’re jeopardising everything you’ve ever worked for. I won’t be able to get the chance to know you how I should! I don’t want to go back into that world without you two alive!’”

She shrugged her shoulders carelessly. “But she could be a trick sent from Nexi. Don’t you realise how traumatised I was from kissing her, Saix? God! The kiss of death wasn’t exactly my cup of tea either. I saw Nexi for who she really was … I’m just sad to think that Filden could’ve told me earlier.”

“We can’t fret over the past, Frisk!” snapped Saix. She did not appear afraid when he had appeared angry, something he greatly admired. “According to her, we are not alive in the future – twenty-one years to be exact. She appears twenty-one years old if I say so myself. Perhaps we have reason to believe her.”

“And say if she is our daughter, how does she prove it?”

“Emerald. If she’s really Eve, then she will have her superhuman persona of Emerald hidden away. Considering she is a second generation superhuman – and us first generations cannot handle them – I can only assume that Emerald will not be a problem like Ecru has become.”

“So you’re basing our daughter being actually here from the future now by her superhuman persona?” hissed Frisk, clearly not impressed.

“As you’ve said previously, this could be a trick,” stated Saix. “But if Emerald emerges, then perhaps we can finally see the truth behind this so-called nonsense and gain a useful insight into our daughter’s future.”

“The future that she came to stop, obviously …” she murmured to herself, following him closely back into the bedroom.

Saix saw that Eve had been staring at the same spot since watching them go into the other room. “Presuming that you are our daughter, then I have only one reason to believe you,” he said, gaining her attention immediately. “Show us Emerald.”

“Are you sure this is the only way, Saix?” asked Frisk.

“He’s right,” said Eve, rising to her feet. “This is the only way. Emerald is really inside of me, but I have to warn you … even though I’m a second generation superhuman, I’m still afraid of her.” She turned to face Frisk. “Should anything go wrong, I’m counting on my mother to send an energy blast in my way – and for real, I mean.”

Eve prepared herself, unable to believe that she was going to unleash her superhuman side to her parents. This was unimaginable before! Emerald was as dangerous as Ecru and Crimson were. If Saix could truly understand the secrets of the superhuman persona, then he wouldn’t have quite believed their incredible potential. She closed her eyes, only to have them reopened as crystal-like emeralds barely seconds later.

“I am Emerald of Earth,” she said. “It is time to fulfil my destiny and assist in the defeat of the Goddess of Death to allow my parents to live.”

“It’s her,” said Saix, almost emotionlessly. He didn’t know what to feel.

“It’s our daughter?” whispered Frisk in disbelief and relief at the same time.

As Emerald suddenly faded away as requested to do so by Saix, Eve returned and fell to her knees. She had been overwhelmed by the might of Emerald. It was always such a power surge to unleash her superhuman side when it was required to do so. She looked up at the parents she’d always longed to be with, now being hugged tightly by Frisk to the point where she was almost being suffocated. But even through this unthinkable first meeting, Eve suddenly didn’t care. She didn’t care if the Goddess of Death was out there; her parents were here with her right now. It was the union she’d always longed for.

* * *​

“I have you covered,” Kai simply said when Ecru began his march towards them.

“Thanks,” smiled Faith. “This is going to be tricky, but I know that Mark’s in there somewhere and fighting off his evil side.”

“I wouldn’t go so far as to saying that the superhuman persona is entirely evil,” he disagreed, shaking his head. “Superhuman sides are an enhancement of the normal human. Their names are based of the mood of the colour. They are not handed out, their names are predestined – just as yours is Crimson, Faith.”

Well, that was nice to know, considering the one memory of Crimson had Faith all shaken up. She didn’t want to have a repeat of three years ago and unleash Crimson upon Mark – or in this case, Ecru. It felt horrifying to even feel the emotions of being indestructible and on a mission to relinquish the extraordinary part of her, which had so happened to being the compassionate, most humane person that anyone could ever meet. Mark was similar – empathetic, enthusiastic and most of all, caring. Faith was determined to find that humanity once again in hope she could rediscover hers, too.

“There is no hope for you, Faith Crest,” said Ecru. “You will be wiped out.”

“No one dies tonight!” exclaimed Faith. “Maybe you’ll go back into your cage, but I’m not going to let you force Mark into being erased either.”

“You’ve fought well, Faith,” said Kai. “Perhaps we may meet again in the future.”

“You’re saying it like I’m off to die!” she said, faking a gasp.

“Even I do not know the outcome of this decision,” he sighed sadly. “What you are about to do is extremely dangerous, outside the norm for a telepath such as yourself. But if you know that you are destined for so much more as you have been told by your future cousin, then I’m only about to assume that you are as well. You could lose yourself in there. What if you are not to return?”

“I always come back,” she choked out, remembering all the times that she’d been beaten down and yet managed to come back. The only exception was the day that the Fantasy War began and ended. Losing the chance to come back to the other world was something that haunted her every night in the parallel universe. Ironically, now that universe was long gone. She and future Eve had seen the end of its life. “I always do.”

Ecru was now running towards Faith, determined to beat her down. Kai intervened, sending him a spinning kick to beat him down again. He turned towards her.

“Faith! You must do it now or else all hope will be lost!”

Faith quickly looked at Ecru, who was getting back on to his feet. She wiped the tear streaming down her face, knowing that this process could have ended up in her mind being lost forever and her body being in a coma for the rest of her life. Taking a deep breath, she closed her eyes and her body fell on the floor. And then everything else was gone. Ecru felt overwhelmed by the presence of her, even falling to his knees.

“GET OUT OF MY HEAD!” he yelled loudly.

Before Kai knew it, Ecru blacked out. The rest was now up to Faith now.

The unusual silence was broken by the sound of a car swerving and the slam of a car door being closed. Rene ran into the abandoned farm, taken aback by the damage of the place, and found Kai was staring intently at Ecru’s now unconscious body.

“I got your replacement,” he said, handing the keys over. “It’s a 1980s Quattro red car, but I guess you’re no Gene Hunt, eh?”

“Thank you,” Kai simply said, taking the keys away from him and going.

“What? You’re leaving?” gasped Rene.

“There is nothing more I can do,” the ninja replied, still walking away and not looking at him. “She has astral projected her mind into the body of Mark to find his humanity once more. Patricia Musso will arrive with the infant Faith very soon. If I do not stick to what was destined to happen, then the future will be no more for us all.”

Rene crossed his arms and watched Kai disappear into the foggy mist that had started to appear. “Weird guy,” he murmured to himself. He noticed Faith’s limp body not far from Ecru’s and ran to her immediately. “Damn it! Why do you always end up playing the damsel in distress and I’m the tragic hero unable to do anything? Darn it, Faith! You better come back soon because we still have Nexi to deal with the future, ya hear me?”

* * *​

The walls came crashing down, the doors collapsed and the minions were unable to fight her off. Nexi strut through the mansion like a true goddess, almost flying like an evil dove with so much potential to give to her destiny. She could not suppress the wicked curved smile – one that had become a regular habit of hers – on her face that meant something tragic was about to happen. She waved her arm and several brave minions about to fight her were telekinetically flung down the stairs. Death and destruction was being brought here in the Richardson Mansion.

News of the attacks hit Saix, Frisk and future Eve. Barely moments after having their long awaited union, they were in terrible danger. Frisk immediately went to grab baby Eve and Saix put his hands on future Eve’s shoulders, telling her that the future she desperately craved for would happen, regardless of the bad situation they were in right now. But even with her father’s caring words ringing throughout her mind, Eve could not hear them clearly. The more she tried imagining his words, the more she could not hear them. She felt suddenly overprotective of her newfound family, knowing exactly what to do.

“Mum,” she said, speaking her name for the first time. Frisk, who was holding baby Eve in her arms, turned to face her straight away. “You have to leave here. The Richardson Mansion isn’t safe anymore. Go to Faith’s house, you’ll find the best protection there. Take Dad with you. I’ll handle the Goddess of Death.”

“But you can’t –!” began Frisk.

“Perhaps she is right,” Saix cut in, wearing a grave look on his face and understood what she was about to do. “The future still has to be saved, so that means myself, you and our baby need to leave.”

“This is the day you all get killed and I’m the only survivor left!” snapped Eve, looking fiercely at her mother, who was still protesting at her being left behind. “I will not let this happen again.” She stayed quiet, almost as if she was using her hearing carefully. “There’s no time for you to run now. Go hide somewhere, make sure she doesn’t find you! I’ll deal with her. Please. Do this. For me.”

When they didn’t move, Eve knew that she had to do something quickly. Without even considering it, she ran out of the room against her parents’ wishes. She came into the long, narrow corridor leading to the front door and found herself facing off with Nexi.

“Future girl, wasn’t it?” she asked wickedly.

“Yeah, it is,” nodded Eve grievingly.

“Wow, I never thought that I’d be seeing you here,” Nexi continued to say. “Death and destruction is the way forward from now on. You see, I would’ve thought that he may have kept me hostage for sometime longer, but now … it’s time that I finally got rid of another nuisance.”

Eve spread her arms out open. “So what are you waiting for? I’m the only one left here! I’m the one you really came for, aren’t I? Or were you looking for someone specific, Nexi? I’m the one you want! Everyone else is gone! The minions stayed behind to stall for time! Looks like the world is going to be ready to stop you once and for all before it’s too late.”

“Haven’t you heard, Eve? It already IS too late!”

She was taken aback that the Goddess of Death knew who she really was, but it did not surprise her entirely because Faith had once said Nexi had her psychic powers as well. “No, it’s not too late. I know that at the moment, there are two remaining Red Rose Movement members you failed to eliminate. Filden and Fifi Gurito saved the lives of Mercurial Lamont and Rydia Ebla. They’re alive because Faith and I acted quicker than you thought we did.”

“Mercurial and Rydia were always fighters, Eve. With Faith’s memories, I can now see that Contra and Hera were the ones straggling behind. It was always too late to save their lives. I’ve seen a lot of unexpected surprises in my short time on Earth, but my, my … you’re the biggest one here.”

“Definitely,” agreed Eve. “I never thought I’d come to the past, meet my family and even face you now.”

“The daughter of Saix Richardson and Frisk Valentine, the first cousin once removed of Faith Crest and Gabriel Flynn,” said Nexi, staring directly into Eve’s eyes. “You’ve come far from the future. Twenty-one years, was it? My, my, you’ve come very far indeed. To even kiss you now would be impossible. You’ve seen me in the future, no? Then that is what makes all the difference. Fighting in the resistance must have toughened you up, but … then again … you are Saix and Frisk’s daughter. I wouldn’t expect anything less of you.”

Eve sadly looked towards the room where Saix, Frisk and her baby self were hiding. “You know, if I could tell her now, I’d say to Faith that I was sorry for not seeing her again,” she sighed sadly, looking back at Nexi again. “We both saw the end of the parallel universe. It’s a shame that I’ll probably be gone soon. But I know my future is coming. The future I want is coming.” And with that, she sent heat from her eyes towards Nexi. The Goddess of Death flew into the wall. “That’s what happens when you listen to me too much, Nexi. You’re the so-called Goddess of Death. Aren’t you supposed to be almighty or something like that?” She started teleporting all around the room, minus the white lights that usually appeared, to distract her.

“If you think you can destroy me, you’re clearly mistaken!” hissed Nexi. “I am death and you can’t avoid me forever!” She summoned a scythe to her hand and smiled nastily. “The Death Scythe will always come to take your soul away.”

She closed her eyes, continuing to wear that infamous wicked and curved smile on her face, until she finally struck her target in the chest. Eve appeared from teleporting, shocked to see blood dripping down her body. Nexi released the Death Scythe from her chest and allowed her nemesis to fall. Despite her wanting to cradle her child, Saix stopped Frisk. They had been witnessing the intense confrontation. His fatherly urges to avenge his daughter were slowly kicking in, but knew that they would have to remain hidden to avoid future Eve’s future from coming true.

“Now that this nuisance has been dealt with, FFF shall be next!” hissed Nexi, as her blue clear eyes had now turned back to their original dark colour, engulfing her entire iris, and showing the true evil in her once again. A dark portal appeared and she stepped into, leaving Eve groaning in pain loudly and bleeding heavily.

* * *​

Faith opened her eyes, quite unable to believe that she’d actually managed to infiltrate Mark’s mind. Even though she appeared like her normal self, this is the form that all minds took when things started becoming psychological. Mark or Ecru was nowhere to be seen. Would they be two completely different entities? Or perhaps would it be one mind, struggling between two personas? Whatever the case, Faith knew that she had to find the humanity within Mark before it was too late.

The first thing she noticed was that she was back in Mark’s house again. Was this where his mind felt truly at home? The mind was a very complicated thing, as she’d learned over the years of honing her special abilities. There were so many things about the mind she didn’t even know yet – and she was telepathic, too. She wandered through the rooms, speculating on what – or rather, whom – she would find. Being in this house brought back a lot of memories for Faith. Mark had been another victim of the unfortunate Blackstone incident, one that he had pushed out of his mind inadvertently and completely. He had lost his family because of Blackstone and for that, Faith felt entirely responsible.

“I never blamed you, not once,” came a familiar voice.

A thirteen-year-old version of Mark Johnson appeared in the next room, the one who had spoken to Faith. She walked through the doorway to see that he was sat on his bed, smiling away at her. Was this possibly the humanity that she’d been looking for in Mark? He patted the spot next to him, indicating he wanted her to come and sit next to him. Faith willingly took the offer and sat with Mark.

“Why do you keep blaming yourself?” he asked curiously.

The nineteen-year-old Faith shrugged her shoulders. “I don’t know. It’s like Ecru said, isn’t it? I’m the cause for everything, so therefore he had to go back to stop me from existing. I’ve only brought on a lot of bad things for everyone these past three years or so.”

“Faith, you’re using really funny words!” chuckled Mark. He looked so innocent at this age to her. “But no, you shouldn’t blame yourself. I, of course, never blamed you. Don’t you remember? You saved my life down there. Without you, I’d probably be dead … or even worse … being used as a weapon for Blackstone. Hey, didn’t they try to use you as a weapon when you were really little?”

She nodded. “Yeah, at least I think they did. But my godmother, Patricia Musso, saved me. I didn’t really remember what happened until she told me when it was safe for her to appear in public. She had to hide because she saved my life. Blackstone hunted both of us for years, but never found us until I was fifteen.”

“I was to be used as a weapon at Blackstone when I was thirteen, but you wouldn’t let them do it!” he exclaimed. “You showed up, lost control and almost blew the place up! It was so amazing that I thought if I could learn from you, then maybe I could control my power, too!”

“But I did the opposite, didn’t I? I protected you instead of letting you confront your fear.”

“I still don’t blame you, Faith. Lord Golbez was only looking out for me.”

“What if you could’ve controlled your power? What then?”

“We wouldn’t be sitting here having this conversation.”

Faith chuckled lightly, taking note of the overwhelming bedroom. It was so bright and innocent – just like the thirteen-year-old version of Mark himself. Outside of the room was a darker place. She rose to her feet, knowing full well that Ecru was on the other side since Mark was suddenly quiet. She turned to face him again, seeing that blank expression on his face.

“He tries to keep wiping me out, erasing me,” he said ghastly. “But I won’t let him. I kept hoping that you’d come back to me, Faith. We’re too similar, that’s the problem.” Mark ran a hand through his hair and lay back on the bed properly now. “Ecru keeps trying to break through the room, but my humanity stops him from doing so. I prayed and hoped that you’d come here, Faith. Now you’re here, you can stop him.”

“Don’t get me wrong, I want to stop him,” Faith said, grabbing Mark by the shoulders assuredly. “But I can’t stop him on my own. Mark, I can’t do this alone. If we’re going to bring you back, then you need to stop being afraid. The Blackstone incident didn’t put you off track after a while. You were fearless! What happened to that Mark I knew? What happened to him?”

“He grew up and gave into me,” Ecru said, stepping into the room.

Faith stood in front of Mark as an overprotective big sister figure. “I’m not going to let you do this, Ecru. You keep saying that Mark’s gone, but you’re afraid of him really, aren’t you? Are you afraid that he’ll keep fighting back and then you’ll just be locked away beneath the surface until it’s time for you to emerge again? How many more times are we going to play this game, Ecru? He might look like an innocent little boy right now, but Mark is going to be the strong young man that we all want.”

“Your words speak quieter than your actions!” hissed Ecru.

“If I have to, I’ll spend the rest of my goddamn life fighting you!” she threatened.

Ecru glared coldly at her before grabbing her neck and throwing her across the room. She landed on the chest of drawers, breaking it from the fall she suffered from. Faith fell on to the floor next, looking up at Ecru, who was now marching towards her. Mark was cowering on the bed, scared of what would happen next. Blood dripped down from near Faith’s right eye. She wiped it away, preparing for whatever Ecru had to give to her next.

“You’re weak, Crimson!” he taunted. “How can you ever be the powerful superhuman that you were destined to become?”

“Mark, run to the door!” yelled Faith. “The door is the way out of here! You can reclaim your mind and control of your body!”

“What about you?” cried Mark frantically.

“I’ll be fine!” she called back. “Worry about yourself!”

Ecru picked Faith up and tossed her around the room again. This time, she landed on the bed and prompted Mark to run towards the door. Once he was out the door, it was shut, leaving Faith and Ecru alone.

“It looks like you’ll never escape from here after all,” stated Ecru.

“Neither will you,” growled Faith. “As long as Mark is free, that’s all that matters. He can defeat the Goddess of Death with his power instead.”

* * *​

Eve lay on the floor, knowing that death would take her soon. Once her downfall arrived, Nexi would feel it and laugh victoriously. She could not stop the wound from pouring more blood out of her body. Her vision was becoming blurrier by the minute and it appeared that her time had come. No one could save her. Saix and Frisk had rushed out of their room, having secured baby Eve in a safe place until they could go back for her.

Frisk was the first to cradle future Eve in her arms. Future Eve was blind and could not see what was going on, but heard everything that they were saying. Frisk continued to say how much she loved her and would always make sure that she was not alone, just like she wasn’t now. Saix stroked Eve’s hair and kissed her forehead, only uttering the words of, “I love you.” Despite the fact that her parents did not have much to say to her, Eve was happy. The future that she craved so much was finally going to come true. She would just have to endure this pain and live on in the next life, the one that she wanted.

“I’m sorry … I wasn’t … strong enough,” she was saying.

“It’s ok! It’s ok, you’re going to be fine!” stuttered Frisk.

“Frisk, she’ll fade away,” stated Saix, pulling her away and getting close to his future daughter. “I might not be a man of many words, but … you sacrificed your own life to protect us, to protect your family.” He struggled with what words to use, considering that the whole family lifestyle was still very new to him. “I’m sorry that we couldn’t get to know you much more … I’ll tell Faith myself that you’re sorry and perhaps that you shall meet again in the future.”

“That’ll be – be g-good!” Eve cried out. She had her eyes open, unable to see anyone. All she could see was a bright light that was so far away to reach. Each parent was grasping both her hands tightly, as her time was nearing an end. “I’m still sorry, though, I … need … to be … better … next time …” She put her head back and closed her eyes. Saix felt her neck and realised that there was no pulse.

“She’s gone,” he announced austerely, as her body faded away from this timeline.

He rose to his feet, unable to look at Frisk, and sent a lightning bolt directly at the wall in danger. Frisk wrapped her arms around Saix, knowing full well that this was the only thing that could comfort him right now. She buried her face in his shoulder, allowing the tears to flow down her face. Once the two released each other, they returned to the other room and saw baby Eve was sleeping peacefully in her cot.

“We have to go,” said Frisk, trying to keep her voice even. “We have to go to Faith’s house.”

“What of her family?” asked Saix.

“Gone, moved out, memories wiped out,” she replied. “The place will be empty. It belongs to Faith now and – and … we’re family. I’m sure she won’t mind.”

* * *​

Mark opened his eyes for the first time since losing control of his body. He felt amazed at how grateful he was just to breathe, see and hear everything around him. Once he sat up, he couldn’t believe his luck when he could actually move with his free will. It had appeared that Ecru was well and truly beneath the surface again, but he could still feel the remnants of Faith’s mind battling him so hard. Rene jumped as soon as he saw him move. He was about to summon a fireball when Mark staggered towards Faith’s unconscious body.

“It’s me,” he whispered in his calm voice. “Mark Johnson, elite member of FFF and bearer of Faith’s mind.”

“Mark? Is it really you?” gasped Rene, jumping for joy. “Wow! This is –”

“So overwhelming,” Mark finished his line. “I … I need to transfer Faith’s mind back to her body now. I can still feel her fighting Ecru and it’s – it’s very hard to think straight right now.” He put his hands on each side of Faith’s face, closing his eyes. “I once told you that you didn’t have to give up your humanity to be the heroine you was destined to be, Faith. I almost gave mine up because I lost control of myself. Please don’t lose yourself in there. I don’t want to be responsible for losing you.”

“Why is she fighting Ecru?” Rene asked, trying to keep his temper at bay.

“Because she did it to allow me to walk through the door and come back,” he replied, still keeping his eyes closed and his concentration flowing into getting Faith’s mind astral projected back into her rightful body. “I don’t know if this is working, Rene. I know little of telepathy, but … maybe an action from the outside world could help the effect of her mind coming back. You once said that you loved her.”

“Why are we talking about our relationship now?” Rene wondered aloud.

“Don’t debate with me now, Rene,” said Mark, sweat dripping down his forehead and his hands were shaking. “You love Faith. Do something that will make her react. Do anything that she always reacted to in your relationship.”

Rene glanced down at Faith’s cold, unconscious body and felt her pulse. She was barely alive, but fighting in there. Whilst Mark shifted around to make room for him, Rene shook his head and felt that he couldn’t believe that he was actually doing this for the first time in three years. He smiled pleasantly at his on-off girlfriend and pressed his lips softly against hers. Judging by Mark’s pleased expression, it appeared that it was working. He could now feel Faith’s mind being overwhelmed by the love and attention back in her own body, allowing the process of her mind going back working even more effectively.

Mark released his hands from Faith and fell on his back, satisfied that the process had gone smoothly. He closed his eyes, failing to notice that Faith and Rene were caught up with the motion of giving into the lust and passion they’d been fighting against for so long now. Rene didn’t notice that Faith was in there at first, but realised she was when she was reacting with such excitement and desire. She wrapped her arms around his neck, allowing him to take the lead. Their tongues had been fighting for dominance, but she eventually caved in and let him have his wish come true.

“What time period are we in, anyway?” Mark asked.

He soon noticed that Faith and Rene were making out, causing him to roll his eyes and sigh happily. For years, he’d noticed the unimaginable chemistry between them both and never thought for once that they’d embarked on a secret relationship to keep the peace between everyone. Instead of trying to stop them from their passion, he closed his eyes and teleported them back to their rightful time. When he opened his eyes, they were back in his house and in the year 2008. It was a big relief to think that he, also known as Ecru, may as well have been the second impending apocalypse.

“Where are we?” questioned Rene when he noticed they were in Mark’s house again.

“My place,” replied Mark. “I haven’t been here ever since the Blackstone incident.”

Faith observed the toughness behind Mark’s eyes and finally understood why he had turned into someone so fearless, yet so compassionate. However, she realised that something was amiss. “What day is it?” she asked hysterically. “Nexi should be putting her plan into action very soon!”

“We have less than two days,” Mark answered sternly. “Less than two days until Nexi finally reverses life and death.”

“So what do we do now?” asked Rene.

Mark crossed his arms. “Well, I’m going to head off to the FFF headquarters and explain what happened. I’ll tell them that I’m back and I’ll serve as protection until you two finally come up with a plan to defeat the Goddess of Death. FFF might have thought of a plan already, but we still need to make a formal plan. I’m sure that she’s not going to be alone when we get down to business on that important day.” And with that, he grabbed his crystal and used it to teleport to the FFF headquarters, leaving Faith and Rene alone.

“I still don’t know what we should do now,” stated Rene. However, he was suddenly taken aback when Faith rested her head on his shoulder. “Wow, you’re really tired of all this, aren’t you?”

“I’m tired of life itself,” moaned Faith, as he wrapped his arms around her waist. She had longed to be loved by someone – and now her wish had finally come true. “But I need to ask you something. That kiss …”

“I meant it! I really meant it!” he protested, shrugging his shoulders and yet did not release his arms from her waist. “I really wanted to keep away for sometime just to let you remember what we had. And when Mark said that your mind not have come back, I just used my initiative. He said that kissing you would probably bring you back and, well … you did come back.”

She continued to rest her head against his shoulder.

“We’re alone for now, aren’t we?” smiled Rene, sighing happily. “No Red Rose Movement, no Angel of Darkness, no Goddess of Death, no Fantasy Freedom Fighters, no superhuman personas, no Saix and Frisk … nothing can stop us from being together. At least for now, anyway.”

“There was always something missing in my life,” Faith whispered quietly. “Because I thought I’d never remember who I was, I’d never be able to be as human as anyone else. But Mark’s taught me that I’m human no matter what and that I shouldn’t give up my humanity to be someone I’m destined to be. Destiny, destiny, destiny … ugh! I’m fed up of it right now. We should start living for now, not for some years’ time, right? If I could, then I’d relinquish being extraordinary. A normal life never seemed so bad after all.”

“I couldn’t agree with you anymore,” he nodded, kissing the top of her head and continued to hold her in his arms. “We’re alone at last and the world doesn’t end for another two days. How about we take a trip down memory lane?”
 
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Chapter Twenty-Three

The Deathly Consequences


Riku opened his eyes, feeling fully restored. Aerith had been right when she said that he’d be as good as new and that the darkness within him couldn’t fully suppress the light that she had to offer as white magic. He was smiley when Julius walked into his room, taken aback that his friendly rival and comrade were finally up on his feet again. He summoned the Way To Dawn and spun it around in one hand.

“Aye, that’s the ticket!” he exclaimed, dismissing his weapon soon after. “Julie! How nice to see ye! Did ye happen to bring me any flowers while you were at it?”

“Well, well, well. If it isn’t our favourite dark warrior walking around as if he hadn’t been sent to hell,” assumed Julius, sighing to himself and ran a hand through his brown hair. “We have ourselves another Doomsday tomorrow and you’re talking as if you didn’t have a care in the world.”

“That’s because he hasn’t,” chorused Aerith and Mitsuki, groaning at the same time, as they entered the room together.

“What happened to normal talk? I feel so exposed,” Riku said dryly, rolling his eyes.

“Now that we have you back, we can finally focus on our plan to eliminate the Goddess of Death and her monsters from hell,” said Julius, as the remaining elite members of FFF were now gathered together. “With intelligence from Mercurial and Rydia, we’ve learnt that she has gained limitless abilities to use against us. She will use death against us, too.”

“If she manages to reverse life and death, then it is well and truly game over for us,” said Mitsuki sadly. “We only know two people that keep lingering between life and death – Faith Crest and Saix Richardson. Whilst Saix has only died once, Faith has died twice as far as we know. The reversal of life and death cannot affect those who have already died.”

“Do I count as one of those who lingered between life and death?” teased Riku.

“Aerith saved you before death could take you,” Mark pointed out, as he made his grand entrance into the room. Riku looked like he was about to kill him, but no one else made this motion. “I’m going to say this once and once only, but I apologise on behalf of what Ecru has done. I never wanted any of this to happen and I’ll completely understand if you don’t want me to be a part of the team when –”

Suddenly, Riku floored him. He punched Mark and sent him on to the floor. He did not appear as angry as everyone expected him to be, but he was satisfied instead.

“Now we’re even,” he said, keeping his voice even.

“Thanks for the compliment,” nodded Mark, rubbing his nose.

“You’re welcome,” nodded Riku. “Now can someone tell me why the hell Mark is here in the first place?”

“He’s our protection,” Aerith smiled proudly. “He’s protecting our headquarters and diverting Nexi away. We believe she may be coming after us next.”

“Oh, joy,” murmured Riku.

* * *​

No longer plagued by everything that was haunted her, Faith opened her eyes and rolled over to the other side of the bed and remembered that he was right there with her every step of the way. Although he was fast asleep and snoring out loud, that was what Faith loved about Rene Skylar. He would always fight for her and be by her side whenever a bad situation presented itself. Last night had been one of those rare moments that she felt she could let her shell down and be herself for once. As she stroked his brown hair, she kissed the top of his head and stepped out of her bed.

Yawning quietly to herself, Faith couldn’t suppress the smile on her face. Heck, even if tomorrow might have been the last day of her life since Nexi could’ve possibly stopped her, she didn’t care that the weight of the world was on her shoulder. She felt liberated from spending time with Rene and that burden was no longer there. She carefully climbed downstairs – her bedroom was in the attic – and went down another flight of stairs to find that everything was in order. They’d slept in her childhood home in Marwick last night since it was closest to Mark’s house. Rene didn’t have a home anywhere on Earth anymore, so she’d kindly invited him back to hers and it was here that things changed forever …

With love in the air, Faith turned on the stereo and went through some of her adoptive father’s old tapes. Pablo and Jennifer Crest had always kept their old tapes in the living room to lecture her and Rafael about how music wouldn’t be the same if it weren’t for music of the past. She went through the tapes, knowing which one to put on. She eventually found the one entitled “Redemption Song” and put it on the stereo. And then before anyone knew it, a very familiar song was playing.

“POW! POW, POW, POW! POW, POW, POW! POW, POW, POWWWWW …” she hummed loudly. This continued to go on for quite sometime until the lyrics started playing. “Rising up, back on the street! Did my time, took my chances!” Faith was dancing along with the beat of the song, knowing that this was the song to use as a comeback from every time she’d been knocked down. She started miming along with it, now making unusual dance moves around the living room. “It’s the eye … of the TIGER!”

She would’ve continued with her victory dance, but was cut off when Saix and Frisk, who was holding baby Eve, walked into the room. Faith telekinetically turned the stereo off and crossed her arms defiantly, her rivalry with Saix almost re-ignited.

“Funny how you succumb to the simplest temptations, Crest,” said Saix. He did not smile, however, considering he seemed to be on the verge of breaking point.

“What are you doing here?” Faith asked quietly, refusing to look at them.

“The Goddess of Death has come to find us and the only protection that we have is with you,” he said almost pleadingly, begging her to see sense. “You don’t understand the sacrifices that we have had to make to get here.”

“We know that it was Eve, Faith!” exclaimed Frisk.

Faith’s attention was perked and she took note of what her friend said. “You know?”

“She sacrificed her own life to get us here,” said Saix, who took hold of Eve since Frisk looked like she was on the verge of a mental breakdown. His fiancé went to go and sit down on the sofa with him, whilst Faith remained stood up. “She stalled for time fighting Nexi, but it wasn’t long until death claimed her. As soon as she died, her body faded away. Through her death, our lives were spared when we were the ones destined to die today.”

“She told me a lot about her future,” stated Faith, glancing at Frisk in particular because her face was red through endless crying. “There’re things you probably don’t want to know, trust me. But Eve is going to be a fighter in the future. She will be one heck of a fighter. We both saw the end of the parallel universe, too.”

“The parallel universe is … gone?” whispered Frisk.

“Mercurial and Rydia are still alive,” Faith continued to say, “but everyone else is gone. Nexi went ahead and killed Contra and Hera in front of them both. This was before the parallel universe was destroyed. Filden and Fifi got Merc and Ry away. Eve and I, we – we went to see the end of the universe together.”

“She’s sorry that she never got a chance to see you again,” Saix said fiercely through gritted teeth.

“And I’m sorry that she had to sacrifice her life to get you two here,” sighed Faith, glancing around the room to distract herself from the pain of losing her future first cousin once removed. “We have one more day until Nexi initiates her plan of reversing life and death. If we leave it any longer –”

“FFF will be working on a plan, presumably,” said Saix. “I’m assuming that they have Mercurial, Rydia, Filden and Fifi with them right now. As for Ecru –”

“He’s gone,” she quickly added. “Mark is back. He’s gone to protect FFF.”

Saix was impressed with Faith, but this did not stop him from feeling as if they were enemies. “Just because we have to unite together to stop this ancient being does not mean that we will be getting on perfectly in the future, Crest.”

“Saix –” began Frisk.

“No, I know Saix’s right,” agreed Faith. “You have to understand, though, that I never intended to do you any harm. I never knew we were cousins when you found out the truth, ok? I just …” She struggled to find the words to say. “Look, I know that we never got on before you killed me and, well, perhaps we should start off with a clean slate when this finishes. Who knows? Something might come out of this to change your mind about me altogether.”

A moment of awkward silence emerged. Frisk was too busy fretting over Eve, who was cradled in Saix’s arms, Saix was staring at Faith and Faith was pretending to look out at the window, whilst trying to shut off the loud thoughts coming from the engaged couple. Before anyone knew it, Rene had stumbled into the room wearing only his boxer shorts. Faith covered her face, knowing that she was blushing and would feel embarrassed by now.

“Hey, I heard Eye Of The Tiger! Don’t tell me you’ve been doing your victory dance again!” he said. He almost screamed at Saix and Frisk, who he’d failed to notice, so he hid himself around the corner. “What the HELL are they doing here?”

“They came here for sanctuary,” sighed Faith, now revealing her red face. “Rene, just go and … go and put some clothes on.”

“Wow, looks like you had a good night then!” Frisk asked Faith, as Rene disappeared upstairs. “I wouldn’t mind some action myself …”

* * *​

Fifi Gurito nodded her head towards her brother. They’d just agreed that they were to lead the attack on Nexi, now discovering that the place where she’d conduct her plan would be on the ruins of Blackstone Industries, located twenty miles away from Marwick. Thanks to Mark and gaining the useful insight into Nexi’s mind when Ecru had kissed her, this information had been easily obtained and was very constructive for the FFF team. As she kissed her little brother on the cheek, she proceeded towards the dungeons, where all the prisoners were kept.

It became mysterious that Fifi now knew her way around the Fantasy Freedom Fighters headquarters. No one questioned her motives, but it became strange how she could know what was where. But everything was about to be revealed when she reached the dungeons and came face to face with an identical doppelganger. This twin inside the cage was the real Fifi Gurito. As for the fake one, Damon cleverly morphed into the form of Filden and laughed in her face.

“Brilliant how I can do this, isn’t it?” he taunted.

“You make my brother so evil, yet so fake!” spat Fifi.

“Don’t worry, you’ll be let out of here soon,” promised Damon, although his words weren’t very convincing. “You just have to endure one more day of this hellhole and maybe then I’ll tell you who I really am. All you have to know right now is that I’m a very old friend of yours from Marwick, dying to get some action and after Nexi, too.”

Fifi shook her head. “You make yourself sound like a pervert.”

Damon shrugged. “Maybe, maybe not. But I want Nexi dead as well. I want the last blow to her, the last insult! She deserves everything that comes her way, even if I have managed to be the only one holding her down against her will.”

“That’s where she’s been!” she realised. “You held her hostage?” She rammed her fists against the cage walls. “If I had super strength right now, then I’d break your tiny little face, you insignificant bastard!”

“You and Filden are going to take the lead tomorrow, you’ll be attacking Nexi in the ruins of Blackstone Industries,” he said, continuing to ignore her. “The monsters will also be there, so you and your brother are the best shot of breaking through. Now whilst your speed can see past them, Filden can easily protect everyone from above and below with his wings. His wings are impenetrable after all …”

“Why are you holding me here?” whispered Fifi. “What did I ever do to you?”

“Hmm? You really wanna know why?” laughed Damon. “Ok, firstly, you rejected my advances. Second, you ran away. And finally, you think you’re better than everyone else. Your whole caring act with Filden doesn’t float my boat, Fifi. Plus, you forget something very important.” He then shape shifted into the form of Faith’s adoptive older brother, Rafael Crest. Damon flicked his newfound slightly long brown hair back and looked at Fifi’s blue eyes with his own brown ones. “You rejected me as well, Fifi. It’s time to let you know that YOU are rejected now as well.”

“You really think that one little rejection is going to make me cry?”

“I don’t know if it will, but it’d be a start.” He changed back into Fifi again, mimicking her voice. “Enjoy the view down here, girlfriend. After all, I’m the one that Eve said helped with the resistance. Good luck trying to find out who I am.” And with that, Damon went back up to the surface, laughing inside so much that Fifi was taking this all very seriously.

* * *​

With Saix, Frisk and Eve settled in her adoptive parents’ bedroom, this left Faith alone to get ready. She pulled on a plain red t-shirt, jeans and trainers on in her room once Rene was done getting his clothes back on. Once she’d pulled her t-shirt on, Rene walked into the room – having admiring her from afar – and wrapped his arms around her waist, kissing her neck. Faith felt sensitive in that part, but allowed him to do so. It still felt so liberating to have him by her side at last.

“I didn’t know you had a sexy phoenix tattoo on your back shoulder,” he murmured.

Faith was silent. She knew the reason why it was there, but did not disclose it to him either. “I got it done a while back when I was on the parallel universe,” she lied. “It made me feel like I could take on the world … and I needed a boost, anyway. Frisk donated the money towards it. Must have cost me about two hundred pounds, anyway.”

“Two hundred pounds?” Rene raised an eyebrow. “Why that much?”

“It’s professional,” replied Faith, shrugging her shoulder. “A professional tattoo guy did it for me. I was in there for two hours. Besides, it’s all I have left of the parallel universe. I’m just glad that all my clothes were kept here in the house after the Crests left some years ago.”

“Well, I think it’s sexy,” he whispered in her ear.

“Didn’t you already say that?” she asked, breaking away from and staring at him. “I could’ve sworn I heard the words ‘sexy phoenix tattoo’ involved somewhere.”

With the constant flirting going on, Rene forced himself to kiss Faith again. She was so overwhelmed by the lust behind it that she giggled and fell back on to the bed.

“What am I going to do with you?” she muttered. “You’re being all lovely and flirtatious at one point, but then we’re faced with the grim reality that we can’t be like this all the time.” She sat up on the bed, looking sadly towards the window. A tear slipped down her face without her noticing. Rene started wiping it with his bare hand and she laughed, feeling embarrassed. “I’m sorry. I don’t want us to burn out, that’s all. I just know that it’s never going to be easy. The next day or so is going to determine the fate of the world and I … I feel so much … pressure!”

“I’m right by your side, I’m never going to leave you,” promised Rene, as he kissed her hand and then her forehead. “Was that a perfect kiss for you or what?”

Faith simply smiled, but felt doubtful when she walked to the terrace doors and opened them telekinetically, now standing on the balcony. She felt the burning of the tattoo on her left shoulder already settling in. This tattoo was more important than anyone could ever imagine. It was the connection between her and Aztec’s deal that they made in the Kedzaer Dimension. She winced in pain, feeling the heat seep through her veins like wildfire. When the deal came to a conclusion, would they ever forgive her? Would they be able to live with the revelation for the rest of their lives?

So maybe she thought that she wasn’t good enough for Rene. She wanted him to move on when the deal came to an end. Even though they’d hate her, this was selfless. This was what Faith wanted for everyone. If she hadn’t done this, she’d still be in the Kedzaer Dimension fighting off the phantoms that had relentlessly attacked her. Aztec, the sinister yet insignificant villain he was, seized an opportunity when it presented itself and it only meant that they’d both gain from this. But she would be the only one to lose something as well.

And then suddenly, her mind was dragged further than she could have possible imagined …

What kind of connection was this?

Nexi stood in front of Faith. Faith hated looking at her, considering it was just like looking into a mirror. She wanted to break this mirror, but this was the future that could have possibly happened. They were both stood on a rooftop, just any ordinary rooftop that they would have their battle on. But the more that Faith noticed, the more she remembered this place. Of course! It was the rooftop of the Blackstone Industries’ ruins. Her memories were pivotal more now than ever. Nexi glanced down at the unconscious Frisk on the floor.

“You were the vessel I needed,” stated Nexi.

“Vessel? Is that any way to speak to her?” snapped Faith.

“Ah, the fallen has arrived,” the Goddess of Death sneered.

“You’ve got some nerve to say that!” she growled loudly.

“I am the darkest evil anyone has ever seen,” Nexi continued to say, ignoring her feeble attempts to remain strong in front of her. The unconscious Frisk disappeared. “She was just a hallucination to throw you off. Faith, we have a deeper connection than you originally thought, you know? You gave life to me and now I will give death to you.”

“I’m between life and death, so you have no right to do anything!”

“You can’t stop me! I’m going to disrupt life as we know it.”

“Life isn’t a game.”

“You’ve died once! You know how it feels!”

“And that’s exactly why you can’t kill me. I should be technically dead now …”

“So if everyone dies and you’re the last one standing, will you fight? Will you still fight, despite the darkness within you?” taunted Nexi. She was gaining a strong position by now, ready to fight her.

However, Faith unexpectedly nodded. She stood in a fighting stance, refusing to cave into defeat. “I will. And when you’re down, they’ll come back to life if you’ve taken them. But think about one person who protected you! She might be unconscious now. I know she thinks of you. She wouldn’t want you to be like this murdering innocent people.”

“What do you know? You know nothing! You know nothing at all.”

“No, you know nothing. You know nothing, but death. You can take life away. But you’ll never take away our courage.”

“Actions speak louder than words, Faith Crest!” hissed Nexi angrily. “You will never understand that life and death … there is no good evil, only life and death. You live and then you die. That is all there is!”

“There will always be good and there will always be evil,” stated Faith. “I’ve learned a lot of things over the past three years and I’m not about to forget them now.”

She then flew towards Nexi, determined to eliminate her forever. Even Nexi herself was charging towards Faith like no tomorrow.

But as soon as the two came to loggerheads, Faith opened her eyes and found that she was on the floor of the balcony. Rene helped her up, whilst she noticed that Frisk had come upstairs when she heard the commotion going on.

“You were talking to yourself!” she exclaimed.

“I was?” asked Faith.

“I thought you were going mental,” shrugged Rene when she looked at him for an explanation.

“Thanks for believing me. Really, thanks a lot!” groaned Faith when she was back on her feet again. “I … I saw Nexi. She said that we had a connection that runs deeper than we thought.”

“Nexi must have been speaking through you, your voice sounded exactly like hers,” observed Rene. “You have a connection? What the hell?”

Faith wiped the sweat from her forehead and shook her head. “She said that – that she was born from me and I – and I said that someone still cared for her. But who could that be? No one cares about Nexi. Or do they?” She wracked her brains to discover who could it have been. “I said she was unconscious … Frisk … of course. It’s you.”

“I do not in hell care about that goddamn bitch!” snapped Frisk.

“You were there, you’re the vessel, remember?” said Faith, ignoring her bad mood. She started clicking her fingers, almost as if she was trying to put the pieces of a puzzle together. “So apparently, Frisk cares about Nexi because she was in her womb at the time with Eve. Then I gave her life when I touched her. She says that we have a deep connection.”

“Twin connection?” suggested Rene.

“Is that how we were able to converse?” she asked.

“Must be,” shrugged Frisk. “So you and Nexi have a twin connection. How’s that going to help us beat her?”

“Actually, I think that’s the point,” stated Rene, now to be the one to click his fingers instead. “Faith, I think I know how we can stop Nexi and please don’t shoot me when I say this, ok?”

“What is it, Rene? Anything. Just tell me to do anything.”

“You have to absorb Nexi’s personality and destroy her mind.”
 
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Chapter Twenty-Four

Parting of the Ways


My name is Faith Crest.

Funny little name, isn’t it? You go through life wondering why the hell you’re there and what your purpose is in the world. For many years, I used to think that I was normal just like any other human being. But even after everything I’ve been through for all eighteen of my years, I thought that saying goodbye would have been easier than saying hello. I would now turn around in my new atmosphere and realise that no one was there. Only my tormentors would be in my sight now.

“They’re not coming,” said the human to my left, who had been sent here because he had a similar situation to mine. “No one ever comes here. Everyone comes, but no one ever leaves either.”

“We can’t give up,” I whispered timidly. “We can’t. Someone can save our souls.”

He shook his head, disagreeing with my assumption. “Our souls are lost forever, girly! The devil himself won’t let us escape! He’ll follow our every move if we ever acted suspicious in front of him!” We both turned around to notice that the hooded and cloaked figures were walking towards us. It was not I that they were after, but my companion in question himself. They dragged him by his arms and legs, laughing dastardly at my feeble attempts to stare them out. “You have to run, girly! Don’t let him take you, too! Don’t lose yourself to him! Fight for your right to survive!”

They would not come for me anytime soon. I was still a new arrival, an unusual one at that. Superhumans did not usually come here. As far as they knew, I was the first one of my kind to even show my face in this literal hellhole. With the screaming of the man filling my ears, I tried hard not to remember the very night my life factually came to an end. I could still cry here, even though death had claimed my fragile soul.

My name is Faith Crest – and this is the story of how I died.

* * *​

The final day had approached and Rene’s suggestion to absorb Nexi’s mind into my own was an outrageous one at that. Did he truly understand how I was feeling? Nexi was my twin; we shared a connection that I wished would go away. She had used that connection to her advantage over the night and tormented me of how she was going to win today. She would win this ridiculously long feud that we’d had. For a moment, I didn’t even mind being the Angel of Darkness’ host after all. I would’ve taken that disgusting being than having the Goddess of Death looking exactly like my twin.

When I felt Rene on the other side of the bed, I just knew that this morning was going to be entirely different to the one I had yesterday. So that meant there’d be no Eye Of The Tiger today. The victory dance did not even seem as significant anymore. I sensed almost immediately that it felt like wrong to touch his perfect tanned, unblemished skin. I closed my eyes, feeling that sinking sensation that what would happen today would affect everyone more than I originally thought. Once I was gone and out of the way, perhaps I would be affect everyone more than I did when I was alive. A smile appeared on my face after I thought of it.

If you’re wondering of this being such a tragedy, then you may as well stop listening to me now. Tragedy just seems to be the only way for me in my life. At least … it had been ever since yesterday. Yesterday had been such a relief until Saix, Frisk and Eve arrived. My family? Think again. I couldn’t imagine them being a part of my family. Even though Saix was in my bio family, I still counted my adopted family as the real one. As my first curled into a ball upon thinking of him, a fierce tear slipped down my face. So it would have appeared that my shell that I’d fought to put up wasn’t working as well as I thought. Bloody fantastic …

Rene rolled over to my side and noticed that I was staring into space. I felt his fingers slip through mine and I forcefully smiled at him as soon as he did exactly that. Predictably, he smiled back and kissed my lips. The kiss was soft, but it still hurt emotionally to think about today. I opened my eyes and we released ourselves from the tempting lust surging through our veins. I wanted Rene so much that it hurt, but it would’ve appeared that the world needed to be put first.

So wasn’t my happiness enough for anyone anymore?

Did I have to pretend that the consequences of my deal with Aztec Triogal wouldn’t pounce on me when they least expected it and continue to put on a brave face?

No. I didn’t want that.

I didn’t know what I wanted anymore.

“What are you thinking about?” whispered Rene, taking my hand and kissing it.

Did he want the truth, so that he could feel better and yet know that he would eventually lose me? Or perhaps would a white lie – even though it would grow bigger in the hours to come – keep him happy? His question threw me off guard that I didn’t even know how to answer it. I rested my head against his shoulder and closed my eyes, fighting hard not to accidentally to project my thoughts telepathically to him. I’d done it with future Eve – bless her brave soul – only a few days ago. It was a first in ages, actually, considering that I hadn’t done that for ages. Being psychic always put you on your toes. Despite the fact that I’d been told that I trusted people to a fault and I could find the good within them, I was still suspicious. Suspicion always lingered in every corner.

I still hadn’t given him my answer and this was why – I thought too much. Even when I’d throw myself into a situation, I thought it through. Should I do it? Should I leave it? Should I observe? What way was best? There were so many insecurities locked inside that it was no wonder some people thought that I was mentally ill when my powers were first activated at the mere age of fourteen. Could you have imagined the trauma of keeping that secret hidden from the entire world? You’d want to tell them that you were special. Fortunately, I had so many good people around me now.

Which was why I wasn’t intending on breaking Rene’s heart right now. People called me a “selfish heartbreaking ice queen” years ago when I’d first neglected them to protect them from what harm I could’ve caused. I looked up at him, still wearing that ridiculous fake smile that was plastered on my face, and shook my head. Whilst it was nice to see my boyfriend (even the word to use was strangely comforting) was my amazing grace, I didn’t want to start his descent into a breakdown just yet. That part would come later. How was I good enough for him if I continued to lie in his face?

“It’s nothing,” I said deceitfully. “I’m just … well, it’s a big day.”

“Sure is!” he exclaimed excitedly, sitting up on the bed and started to stroke my long brown hair that went past my shoulders. “Wow, can’t believe how long this road’s been going on for! We just saved you from being wiped out by stopping Ecru and now Mark’s back … and so is … our relationship … you know? We just need to take Nexi out of that equation and maybe we can find some normality around here.”

“Normality?” My attempt at fake enthusiasm had him enthralled, especially since he didn’t stop gazing into my hopeful blue eyes with his curious green ones. Rene grabbed my other hand now, inhaling deeply.

“A normal life, yes,” he agreed promisingly. “After this is all over, we can fix everything. We can find your family, restore their memories and bring them back here to Marwick. Everything that we’ve been through over the past three years or so doesn’t matter anymore. FFF, RRM, Nexi … I don’t care about them. I care about us and I … well … if you want …”

“Renero Christopher Skylar, what are you up to?” I questioned suspiciously. Reading his mind would have appeared wrong. It wasn’t that I wanted to know every single detail – dirty or not – in his head, but the fact I respected his privacy. I crossed my arms, waiting patiently – well, impatiently in my case – for his response.

“I thought it’d be romantic if I gave you this,” Rene rolled his eyes. In his hand was a rose-shaped tomato inside a cucumber that had been peeled to suit its stem-shaped figure. “I’ll be honest, ok? I had no idea how to make one and then Frisk was helping me out early this morning with it. She wasn’t happy that she had to help, but Eve was crying downstairs and she wouldn’t have gotten back to sleep, anyway. So once Eve was settled down, she helped me do it. You should look at the rose closer. You’ll see it’s quite pretty –”

As soon as he said that, my eyes were clasped on the piece of gold that had been staring me in the face all this time. I gasped – a genuine, true one – and Rene now held the homemade rose in his hands. I couldn’t breathe because he’d gotten down on to one knee and beaming away like the proud guy I’d always seen him as.

“Faith Catherine Crest, will you marry me?” he asked the inevitable question. “I already got permission from your dad before you wiped his memory, I promise. Your mum was fine with it and I … well, I don’t have any family to account for. Unless you count Filden in, of course.”

But the shock had taken over me. The fact that Filden had made himself Rene’s unofficial older brother did not have me laughing either. The golden glittery ring was staring at me in the face. It had rendered me speechless, an extraordinary feat. Once again, I questioned my own judgment – why was I good enough for Rene? What could have possibly sent him into a daze when he first clasped eyes on me years ago? We were both young at the time and, very possibly, hormonal since we wanted to give into our feelings. This was so complicated!

Could I still break his heart right here and right now?

“Is this because the world’s going to end?” I asked unintentionally. The words were accidentally blurted out. In some funny way, it could’ve been seen as a rhetorical question. On the other hand, it wouldn’t have been too bad to die as his fiancée after all. I’d be engaged, a feat that not many reached at my mere age of eighteen.

“Of course not!” Rene sighed frustratingly. “I’d been meaning to ask you for a while, actually. I wanted to hold myself back when you were seventeen, when you left that night and Saix killed you … I really tried to hold myself back, Faith, honestly. I almost didn’t want you to go. You wouldn’t explain what it was … you know … why you had to leave all of a sudden.”

“I wanted to protect you,” I said, not facing him and somehow the memories were coming back to me a lot quicker. That night, in particular, was now clearer than ever. I could feel Rene staring at me as if something strange was occurring, but it did not put me off track. “Mum, Dad and Rafael were sent away from Marwick just in case Saix came looking for them. He thought I did a terrible thing to him … he thought I knew we were cousins and I kept the truth from him. But I – I didn’t know! How was I supposed to know something as deep as that? The world will always need me to protect it, Rene. How can I ever settle down?”

“Simple,” he said, grabbing me by the shoulders and forcing me to look at him directly into those irresistible green eyes. “We’re going to run away. Together.”

Running away? Are you mad?” I hissed angrily.

“Why not? The past two years of our lives have revolved around this madness!” he exclaimed discontentedly. “We haven’t been happy for those two years either. We haven’t been together for so long and … Filden would only say the same, even though he’s still quite sore about us going behind his back and getting all hot and flustered.”

“But we didn’t want to hurt anyone’s feelings, that’s why we kept it a secret,” I whispered, resting my head on his shoulder. The ring was still in the homemade rose in his hand. I couldn’t stop staring at it and wonder to myself. What if I wasn’t going to die after all? Could I really cheat death a third time? Wow, I should’ve really been in the literal version of Final Destination.

“Is that a yes or no?” teased Rene.

“Definitely a yes,” I chuckled, allowing him to slip the beautiful band of gold on my finger. My eyes couldn’t tear away from it for a few short moments because I’d forgotten how dazzling it had appeared at first. It appeared to be inexpensive, but how on earth did Rene Skylar be able to afford it of all people?

“It was my mum’s,” he said, almost as if it was he, who had read my mind. “When she and Dad died, everything that they owned was put aside until the firstborn – that’s me – would turn eighteen. And then a few months ago, it was all given to me. It’s all I have left of my family. I got a house, money, plenty of stuff … and then this little ring. I was going to propose to you with a plastic ring from one of those machines you slot the pound coin in and get a ball. It would’ve been all I could’ve afforded at the time.”

“Wow, you’re lucky. I wish I could’ve gotten something from my real parents. Don’t get me wrong; the Crests are my family that I grew up with. But I … I feel a little empty, not knowing them for who they really are. All I know is their names – Vance Collins and Catherine Browne. At times like these, I really wish Patricia was alive to tell me more about them.”

There was no need for words any longer since he’d held me so close I could hear him breathing. I didn’t know what to do now. I was emotional because I was now engaged to Rene Skylar, knew little of my biological parents and would have to face the almighty Goddess of Death – also known as Nexi – in the next upcoming hours. You could say that this has been said far too many times, but …

Life just isn’t fair.

* * *​

To protect the ones you love is a difficult task at hand. Within the next hour, I’d already prepared myself. I hadn’t come up with a strategy to fight Nexi yet and maybe I was really considering Rene’s ridiculous suggestion now that I knew about the twin connection. I didn’t want to let anyone down or let him or her go. I would be everything that they strived to be, everything that they wanted me to be. The people that I knew would be counting on me to live up to the role of the Saviour and get rid of the Destroyer once and for all.

In order to escape the unmistakeably silent atmosphere, I’d taken it upon myself to fly off into the same forest I met Saix in. It felt awkwardly strange coming here and thinking that I’d leave this sorrowful world very soon. As I sat in the same tree I’d sat on in my childhood, tears flowed down my face, and for the very first time, I could finally be myself. I let the tears continue to stream like a river. The emotions were overwhelming me that I fell off the tree and fell on to the grass, not even caring if I’d broken a bone in my entire body.

All my life, was this where I was headed? Was death really the answer?

When I looked up, I instantly noticed six people stood around me in a circle – three guys and three girls. As soon as I clasped eyes on one of the girls, I could feel shock entering once again.

“Solstice?” I gasped.

Solstice Lowell was one of my friends from childhood. With the memories now settling back into my mind, it was easy to be able to identify those I knew and those I had never met before. Her light brown hair was tied up, I could feel her brown eyes unwaveringly staring at me and she was wearing clothes ready for combat. I’d always seen her as Lara Croft from Tomb Raider, something she’d always taken as a compliment. She broke into a wide smile until I stepped away.

“Keep away from me!” I snapped.

“Aww, no hug then?” teased Solstice.

“Of all the times that you show up, you show up now?” I continued, ignoring her sarcastic remarks. “I can’t believe you have the cheek to show up when –” I would’ve said, “when I’m about to die”, but I could not bring myself to even utter those words. She was taken aback by my angry nature, but it did not affect her posture. “You’ve got ten seconds to give me a good reason why you’re here.”

“So this is the infamous Faith Crest you’ve told us about, Sol?” asked the short black-haired guy, who was wearing casual clothes of a suit, pants and shoes. He looked like a businessman. “She’s got a temper. I wouldn’t get her going if I were you …”

“Shut up, Valandil,” groaned Solstice, now turning back to face me after scolding her companion. “Faith, I’ve got a very good reason why I’m here and, well, ever since, you know, your godmother died, we … we’re the only ones left.”

“Only ones left what?” I stared, feeling everyone’s eyes continuing to bore into mine.

“The Remnants of the Red Rose Movement,” explained the one named Valandil, prompting everyone to look at him next. “Your godmother’s organisation, I’m assuming? Patricia Musso recruited us to a special team that would succeed when all else would fail.”

“Excuse his manners, he’s Valandil Arnor,” said Solstice.

“I’m Lisa Rulia,” the other girl with brown hair and blonde streaks said next to her.

“Pablo Escobar,” nodded the short blond-haired man.

“Edea Kramer,” smiled the black-haired and purple-eyed girl.

“Fox,” the last member stated, who bore sandy blond hair.

“You’re the Remnants of the Red Rose Movement?” I said, continuing to stare at them all.

Although I already knew Solstice, it would take sometime to process through everyone else. It would appear that I’d remember Pablo Escobar, considering that my adoptive dad had the same name as well. Lisa waved at me, putting her hands on her hips, just like Valandil had done so. In the meantime, Fox just stood there quietly and was looking all around him as if he knew someone was lurking around the corner …

“Because there’s nothing left of it,” explained Solstice. “You were there on the day of the Fantasy War, right? We weren’t a part of it, but everyone else perished from the organisation. So basically, we’re the only people that are left of it. That’s why we call ourselves the Remnants.”

The Remnants … I was so sure that Filden had mentioned those words to me before when he mentioned his deep, intense conversation with Eve. I scanned the memories in my mind, knowing that the word Remnants was the exact word that he’d said to me. I gave Solstice another glance, immediately sensing that she was the leader of the pack. The Remnants of the Red Rose Movement were certainly strikingly positive and determined, to say the least. It had been two long years since I’d last seen Solstice, an issue that I promised myself that I wouldn’t raise with her. There was too much drama to consider, too.

“Patricia enlisted all of us to the fold,” Solstice continued to say. “When I disappeared, I bet you were surprised that I wasn’t reported missing. Someone told you that I’d simply moved away, right?” I nodded, remembering it was Rafael who’d broken the news to me merely days before I’d gone to face Saix. “I was put with these five lunatics, obviously. When all else fails, we don’t. Faith, we’ve been watching you since day one. You’ve been utterly brilliant and I’m sorry I couldn’t show my face any sooner, but we were under strict orders from your godmother.”

“My godmother is dead,” I said, keeping my eyes firmly fixed on her only.

“Hey, psychic girl!” whistled Lisa, gaining my attention. “She orchestrated it all.”

“What are you trying to say?” I asked, staring at her.

“Patricia Musso planned all of this to happen,” said Fox. I’d almost forgotten that he hadn’t said anything – apart from his name – until this point.

“If you can’t defeat the Goddess of Death, then we’ll take care of it,” said Edea.

I crossed my arms in defiance. “And what makes you think that I can’t handle it?”

“Nexi imprisoned you in the Kedzaer Dimension once, what makes you think she can’t do it again?” snapped Solstice, speaking in a fierce tone. For the first time, I noticed the leadership behind those brown eyes. And speaking of those eyes, they turned an ice colour as soon as we looked at each other. Even her breath was cold – and we were practically approaching summer quickly, anyway.

“The Kedzaer Dimension isn’t going to be a route for me anymore!” I proclaimed, smiling brightly. “The crystal’s gone – even though I have absolutely no idea how you know all of this – and I know how to stop Nexi now. She won’t be a problem to the world. It’ll be saved, trust me.” I quickly hid my hand behind my back. The ring was there and it made me wonder if any of them had actually seen it yet.

“So our services won’t be required?” Edea looked crestfallen.

“There must be something we can do,” stated Fox.

“Name it and we’ll get it done,” Valandil nodded in agreement.

“You heard what they said,” shrugged Solstice, glancing at me when I went blank all of a sudden. “There has be to something important to do. Backup, maybe?”

“I’ve got friends in high places that can arrange something,” I replied. “The ending of this isn’t going to look pretty, though.” I inhaled, not able to fully realise that I was about to say this. “First of all, I need you to find Gabriel Flynn. Solstice, you should know who he is. And then lastly, there’s going to be a mess to clear up … just like the last time. People will ask questions, they won’t want to know the real truth in all this.”

“We can handle it,” said Lisa, nodding. “We can do anything.” The ground started to shake ever so slightly, catching me by surprise so much that I’d already floated a few inches above it. She giggled loudly and shook her head. “Even the psychic girl’s scared of an elemental like me?”

“You’re in control of the elements – fire, water, earth and wind,” I said, taking note of what she said. I turned to the others, identifying their powers immediately. “Valandil can absorb life just by touch, Pablo has greatly enhanced strength like Superman, Edea can strike people with ice, Fox can teleport and Solstice …” I smiled, knowing full well what my friend could do. “Well, there’re only three words to describe you!”

“Ice ice baby!” snickered Solstice.

“Hell will freeze over before it burns,” remarked Lisa.

I shuddered instantly.

Everyone’s eyes were burning on me again, but I had to continue to ignore them because I didn’t want to give away what would happen at the end of today. A day like today was going to be pivotal. Here I was in the forest, having ran away from everyone to try be myself and now and the past had come to slap me right in the face. Patricia had assumingly created all of this to happen as well. Had she sent the Remnants here since she might have known this would happen in the future? Whatever the case, I wanted to find out for myself. But as I looked at all the Remnants, it would have appeared that they weren’t going to tell me anything.

“I might not be psychic, but you’re hiding something, aren’t you?” asked Solstice, immediately taking me to one side and away from the other Remnants.

“Yes, I am hiding something,” I answered clearly, not wanting to create any more riddles.

“So why aren’t you going to tell me?”

“What do you want me to say, Solstice? You want me to just tell you what’s been happening in the past two years? Just like Fifi, you pulled a disappearing act and now you both come back into my life as if nothing happened! You expect me to give you big hugs and act as if nothing happened! Well, I don’t take a liking to people who just swan back into my life and carry on from before. This is strictly professional, Solstice. I have a world to save and I can’t let my emotions get in the way either.”

I was about to walk away, but she grabbed my arm. I could feel her cool hand against my warm skin.

“Let go, Solstice,” I growled. “I’m the one that gets to walk away this time, not you.”

“Your godmother gave me specific instructions and I won’t disobey them!” she argued back. “We’re to assist you in the fight if we’re needed.”

“But I’ve already told you to deal with the mess after and to bring Gabriel into the picture,” I rolled my eyes.

“Why Gabriel, Faith? Wasn’t he psychotic the last time we saw him?”

“Yes, but I think he’s changed now. I haven’t felt him in a long time, so it must mean something’s changed in him. I want you to bring him to Rene and the others. Tell Gabriel that I’m sorry for doing this to him. You’ll both understand what I mean when it’s done.”

“When it’s done? Faith, you’re still not making any sense!”

However, I wouldn’t let the tears fall down my face. I just wouldn’t. It may have come as a relief and a shock to know that the Remnants were my backup plan in case my mental fight with Nexi would prove invaluable and a defeat, eventually. But seeing Solstice with the Remnants gave me a feel that perhaps she wasn’t the friend that I quite remembered, particularly since I saw that fierce leadership I never saw in her before. Even so, I wasn’t going to practically reveal the reasons for doing this. No one could ever understand the selfless sacrifice that I was about to make.

“Let go of my arm,” I said calmly. “I’m walking away this time – and I’m not coming back.”

Knowing full well that I’d only pull the telekinesis card up from my sleeve, she immediately let go, but still looked disappointed with my decision to leave without involving her or the other Remnants. I couldn’t bear to look her, especially since I didn’t have a choice. It was either this or to remain in the Kedzaer Dimension for a whole eternity. I wished that time could be reverse – or that I could even be in a parallel universe, where all this nonsense never happened. But my wishes could not be granted because I feared where I’d be going next.

Even as I flew up into the air faster than Solstice expected, I knew that she could not come after me. Only Lisa possessed the abilities to find me, using the element of air. Perhaps she could’ve flown faster than I could, but how could I know if she wasn’t chasing after me? I could hear their voices very faintly, as I hovered above the ground and felt the air whip through my brown hair. It wasn’t tied up, a rare feat if I should have said so myself. But as I continued to soar through the air, I tied my hair up and knew that from this moment on it was a fight to the death – quite literally.

* * *​

As soon as I arrived home, I’d almost forgotten that I was engaged to Rene. The frustration of seeing Solstice and discovering the Remnants’ existence – as well as Patricia’s thing of putting-everyone-together-at-the-same-time – was hitting me very hard, so it was only excusable that I’d forget that the golden ring was on my finger. I stared at it, as I reached the ground. Luckily, my family had a house away from the rest of Marwick in the countryside. My dad had bought it when he’d been doing well with his restaurant and moved into it with my mum before Rafael was born.

No matter what, it still hurt to look at the house. This was where the good – and bad – memories were, mainly. I inhaled deeply before walking through the door and finding an unexpected surprise … or rather, surprises.

There were many more visitors to the Crest household than I’d originally expected. I wasn’t counting on having more than just Saix, Frisk and Eve staying for the ride. But as I scanned the room, it became apparent that the others weren’t staying over for the night either. All the friends I’d made over the years – Filden Gurito, Fifi Gurito, Aerith Gainsborough, Riku Walker, Mark Johnson, Julius Argexis, Mitsuki Naoki, Mercurial Lamont and Rydia Ebla – were finally together in one room. Rene came to my side and wrapped his arm around my waist, making me feel awfully uncomfortable in front of everyone – Filden, in particular.

“What are you all doing here?” My voice was full of genuine surprise, not the snappy tone that indicated I wanted them all gone by the time I counted to ten.

“It’s finally happening,” Rene was the first to speak, still standing by my side.

“The battlefield is waiting for us,” stated Julius.

“I’m fed of riddles, someone spell it out for me,” I growled, even though I knew full well why they were here. There was only one reason that united us here today. “Just because I’m psychic doesn’t mean I’m going to bother reading your minds, anyway. I’ve got to save my strength for later.” I could imagine them all moaning, saying it was always about me. However, I was pleasantly surprised when I couldn’t hear anyone thinking or saying exactly that.

“Of course,” agreed Mercurial, nodding gravely. “But you have to make sure that she pays for everything and I mean everything.”

“Especially since she killed Contra and Hera,” Rydia sighed sadly.

“Don’t forget Angelus and Koloth,” added Mitsuki. “We still want revenge.”

“And revenge is in your blood, I get it,” I said, sighing myself. “But today’s not about revenge. Today is about …” I stood there, lost for words, and unable to give the important leadership talk. During the brief pause, I instantly noticed Lord Golbez was nowhere to be seen – not that was important at the time – and Saix and Frisk were in the kitchen, quietly thinking about their future with Eve. Sometimes it really sucked to be psychic. You could hear exactly what everyone was thinking and know who was genuine or a backstabber. Luckily for me, everyone (unless you counted Saix) was in the genuine category (or to some extend, Frisk hadn’t been for sometime last year). “Look, let me get this straight. You could all very well die today if this goes wrong.”

“You did well last year and it proved invaluable to the world,” Mark pointed out. I was proud to see him standing with his head held high, especially after what had happened with the whole Ecru saga. It felt strangely comforting, knowing we’d become closer after my mind was inside his.

“We still need you for protection, Markie boy,” Riku despondently said. “Now we know you want revenge for Nexi kissing you, but –”

“Imagine that, getting kissed by Nexi!” chortled Fifi. “It must be every fan boy’s dream to be kissed by an ancient being.”

“Who happens to look like Faith!” groaned Filden. He was the most annoyed by Nexi still being alive after everything that had happened. He was my Guardian, the one person that would probably have no reason to live for after what happened tonight. I could not bear to look at him either. After all, Filden had this uncanny talent to look into someone’s life and instantly notice if there was something bothering him or her. I did not want to give that impression off to him, so I stayed away from his gaze whenever it was possible.

“Mits and I can handle the casualties that come our way,” Aerith spoke up.

“I’m counting on you,” I said, looking fiercely at her. I tore my eyes away from her to then glance at Fifi. “Do you have a plan yet?”

“We were thinking of having Fil and I go ahead with the first attack on Nexi’s creatures,” she shrugged. “Wanna know why? Filden and I have this thing … well, it’s actually another ability that we’ve always had, just that we’ve … never had the guts to discuss it.”

“Invulnerability,” Filden smiled proudly.

I stared at the others, who apparently knew this, and then looked at Fifi, my eyes going wide in shock. “How long have you known?” I asked quickly.

“Ever since I ran away,” replied Fifi. “I thought the same might happen to Filden, so I thought that I may as well have tried living alone for a bit until it was time to come back. When the portal opened to the parallel universe, I ran through it by accident. Thank God that my little brother was there.”

“Can’t get rid of her for long, can you?” remarked Rene.

Shut up, you, I thought and aimed it directly at him without looking. There was a small smile on my face, making everyone wonder whether it was Rene’s smart remark or something else that caused it to appear. Was it the fact that I never smiled anymore? Ugh! Regardless of that, it appeared everyone knew what this plan was, anyway. “So Filden and Fifi attack first. Then what? We know Aerith and Mitsuki are healing the casualties … what’s the next line of attack? Do we even have a defence unit?”

“Too bad that Kol isn’t here, he’s our army expert,” Julius sighed sadly. I didn’t expect him to mention his mentor’s name, but perhaps he was the only brave enough to say it.

“We’ll all attack next,” piped up Mercurial.

“Merc, Ry, I can’t have you involved in this,” I said. “No way, not after last time!”

“We can handle ourselves, Faith!” argued Rydia. “Besides, I –” She rolled her eyes at Mercurial. “– Wasn’t planning on an active role on the battlefield, anyway. I’ll do the usual by checking the CCTV cameras and such. This universe isn’t that different from ours, anyway.”

“And what will you do?” I turned on Mercurial next. “Going to get out your holy water gun and hope that Nexi has an army of vampires?”

“No, as long as you don’t join them,” he smirked.

“If I may interrupt, lassie!” Riku said loudly over the chatter. He looked towards me and then at Mark. “You should show her now, Markie boy. We’re going over the final phases of the plan, anyway.”

Mark nodded silently and quickly ushered me upstairs inadvertently into my room, which was a mess. He noted the boxer shorts on the pillow and raised an eyebrow.

“Don’t start, Mark, please,” I warned before I telekinetically flung them into a drawer by the window. “Ok, what’s this about? What do you have to show me?”

“First of all, I’d like to personally thank you for not killing me.”

“Is that it?”

“No, there’re a few other things.” Mark sighed out loud, almost as if his patience was running out and his annoyance was beginning. “Faith, you remember what I said about keeping hold of your humanity all those years ago? I still mean it. I don’t know if you don’t notice it lately, but you’re so … agitated. Why are you like this? Don’t you want the world to be a safe place? I know that you’re unhappy and really, really want your happiness, but … can’t you wait another few hours for it?”

“Mark, you don’t understand what’s going to happen in those next few hours,” I said, trying to keep my voice even. He stared at me suspiciously and I raised my mental barrier in case he tried discovering the truth telepathically. “Look … it’s just that I have something to do alone. I’ve got to stop Nexi from reversing life and death and that’s it. Everything else won’t matter anymore. Trust me, I know what I’m doing.” He eventually backed off, admitting to defeat. “So what do you have to show me?”

“You know how I have an empathic side of myself that can reach out to other people, right?” he asked. I nodded at his statement. “That wasn’t my original power. Empathic mimicry is something I’ve only been able to control over the past few days ever since you … released me. There was another power that I’d been hiding all along, hoping that they were just illusions. But when I saw her, Faith, I knew it was a sign that I needed to warn you about.”

“Warn me about? What are you talking about?”

“Thing is, I can see the dead. I can see the spirits or ghosts that haven’t moved on to the afterlife. I know you’ve seen a lot of freaky things in the past few years, but I’m hoping that this isn’t one of –”

“Mark, I believe you. I think we can go past that part now.”

“I saw your godmother, Faith. I saw Patricia and she tried to warn me, but she faded away sooner than we expected.”

It was only at this moment that I held my tongue. The mere thought of Patricia hadn’t bothered me until these final few days. She’d been mentioned more than ever, especially by the Remnants before in the forest.

“‘Death is on the horizon.’ Those were her exact words, Faith. She also tried to tell me about my abilities being more than just absorbing your powers. That I’ll have to wait for time to tell … I guess that I should’ve listened to her more properly. Otherwise, we wouldn’t have had the Ecru problem in the first place.” He grabbed her hand tightly. “She’s here right now, she’s very proud of you. If it’s not going to hurt you too much, you can see her as well.”

“And how’d I do that?”

“Well, I can see Patricia right now. Concentrate harder and then you can see her. Your telepathy can allow you to see what I see, right? Our minds have already been connected before, too, so it might be a little easier this time around because the link is still very fresh.”

There was some sense to Mark’s words, all things considered. Heeding his advice, I closed my eyes and put all my concentration into seeing Patricia’s spirit. And as I did, that new connection I had with him filled my entire being. I smiled at it and then found myself struggling to smile when I opened my eyes to see Patricia standing there in the clothes that she’d died in. I did not long go of Mark’s hand, however, since I was afraid that she’d disappear because I thought that seeing her was down to holding it. Patricia smiled angelically, a true saint. She’d died in my place, so that was why I was overwhelmed by her amazing grace.

“No need to stare, nothing much has changed,” she whispered.

“Except that we’re older and you’re the same,” smirked Mark.

I could not even rise to his remark. Patricia was extraordinarily beautiful, as I continued to stare at her. Mark let his hand slip from mine and I was immediately afraid that the spirit of my godmother would cease to exist. But she hadn’t disappeared. She still stood there, innocent as ever, and smiling non-stop at me. It had been a long year or so without her there. I longed to touch her, just to feel how she felt as a ghost. But I knew that was not possible. She could sense the desire, especially since she’d walked right near me.

“You’re so brave,” said Patricia. “I’m so sorry.”

“But you only did what any overprotective mother type would do,” Mark pointed out.

Patricia shook her head, still keeping her eyes firmly fixed upon me. “It’s not that.”

“You have no right to apologise over that,” I said reassuringly. “I’ll do whatever needs to be done and that’s it.” I hated talking about the consequences, but consequences are just there, right? Whatever will be will be. At least that’s what I kept telling myself because it felt too hard to tell anyone the truth. They’d kept the truth from me, now it was my turn for them to feel the poison emission.

Mark still looked confusedly from Patricia to me, but knew he would not get an answer. Just like before, he tried to read my mind and gain access to know what was really going on behind these words. Unfortunately for him, he wasn’t as skilled in telepathy as I was. It would seem that no matter how many powers and abilities he’d be able to possess, he wouldn’t be able to fully control all of them. Telepathy was probably one of the harder ones at that.

“I thought you’d need some closure over this,” said Mark, as he placed a comforting hand on my shoulder. “That’s why I brought you here. That’s why I knew it would do you some good before we head off for the big fight tonight. I could hear her calling my name and she appeared in the living room, demanding for me to bring you to see her or else she’d haunt me for the rest of my life.”

“I didn’t use that threat,” Patricia rolled her eyes.

“Well, Mark’s been exaggerating a lot since the Ecru problem calmed down,” I said.

I continued to stare at Patricia, unable to believe she was really here. Mark shook his head and left the room, assuring me that he was only going to be outside and would keep the link open if he had to do so.

“You know that it’s because you can’t stop staring at me,” she said.

“Yes,” I agreed.

“How do you think this will turn out once it’s happened?”

“They’ll grieve, but so what? They’ll never know the truth. Let them have a taste of their own poison, I say.”

“Faith!”

“What? I was so fed up with everyone hiding the truth from me,” I argued back, trying to make my dead godmother see my point of view. “You were the only one that was honest to begin with. You only hid the Red Rose Movement because you were afraid of what would happen if you did. Besides, that’s something I need to ask. How is it that you knew everything would happen? And the Remnants came to see me, claiming that you were the one that put them together. You’re always the one that knows more than anyone, so why is that?”

Patricia shook her head, sighing. “Before I took you to the Crest family, visions of the next thirteen years or so filled my mind whenever I touched you. It was almost as if you were trying to warn me. Your telepathic talents must have started becoming vigorous. The visions were correct, of course. Everything that would happen, I knew the exact details. I knew that Saix would kill me, for instance. That was why I didn’t resist death. I needed to protect you and preserve your life.”

I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. “So it was all about me, really? God, why didn’t I figure it out sooner? The Red Rose Movement – the parallel one – always thought that when I first arrived on their universe.”

“I didn’t expect you to think you were at the centre of everything,” my godmother said. “It only took until Ecru realised it himself to make you really think about your role in all of this. Because you exist, all these events have come into effect. Think of it, Faith! You found Saix in the forest when you were nearly fifteen, you and Riku sealed Darkblade away … it was always about you from the very beginning, even when you didn’t want it either.”

At that moment, I looked away from her. It was too much to bear right now.

“And now you’re off marching to battle to face the greatest evil that has ever been seen,” Patricia shook her head, sighing sadly. “Many would say that the Goddess of Death is neutral, but we all forget that she’s everything you’re not, Faith. She is you, but the complete opposite. Whilst her heart – if she metaphorically has one – is full of hate, yours has love and compassion for the world that you’re risking your life to make sure that what has to be done is done.”

“Nexi won’t get away with this,” I stated bravely. “She’ll pay for everything that she’s done to everyone.”

“But what will become of the others when the deed is done?” she questioned.

I simply shrugged my shoulders. “Guess there won’t be anymore Eye Of The Tiger victory dances in the morning when I feel like I’m on cloud nine. But then again, cloud nine isn’t going to exist where I’m going, is it?” I looked up at her, as I could feel her cold fingers caressing my cheek. I could not touch her, but apparently she could do it to me. How unfair was this? “I’m very sorry, Patricia, but I … I really have to go and finish this off.” I looked up into her confused eyes, however, she eventually found peace in knowing that this torment would be over soon … at least for the world, anyway.

“You know that I always loved you, even though you may not have known it,” Patricia smiled sadly. “Now that you remember everything, it’s safe to tell you this, my Saviour.” She lowered her voice in fear that Mark was listening in. “There may yet be hope for you, Crimson.” After saying that, Patricia pulled away from me and looked up at the ceiling, smiling. That was the last time I ever saw her. She had her chance to make things right – and she hadn’t blown it either.

“She’s gone,” I whispered quietly to myself. “She’s actually gone.”

Well, it had appeared that I had it wrong. I was wrong to think that Patricia never loved me. Even though she had usually played the role of the overprotective and watchful godmother, the love had never disappeared. It was not gone. It would always be there for me, even on this day – the darkest day of my life.

* * *​

Hours passed and passed, but I couldn’t help feeling that I was afraid of what would happen on the stroke of midnight. As Filden and Fifi had taken off to launch the first unit of attacks we had for Nexi and her creatures (not vampires, as Mercurial had thought them to be – but a mixture of shadows death-related), I was left alone upstairs in the comfort that was my room. The others were beginning to get ready to leave and get off to the Blackstone Industries ruins to hold the shadows off, which would allow me to have my confrontation with Nexi.

For someone who knew that she was going to die either way, I was incredibly calm. I might have been scared of what would happen, but I wasn’t about to let Nexi gain the upper hand. Because of my fresh connection with Mark, I’d use that against Nexi to hold her back from penetrating my mind. I was going to make sure that she suffered for every single crime that she’d committed ever since she’d first walked on the earth.

“Everything ok?” asked Rene, as he walked through the doorway.

I was stood on the balcony, fighting off the oncoming tears. I put on a brave face just for him and turned around, nodding. I considered thinking of him as my boyfriend, but I knew I couldn’t for much longer. He was officially my fiancé, just except for the fact that we’d decided to keep the engagement secret from everyone “until the world wasn’t going to end”. Those were his words, not mine. I’d gone against breaking Rene’s heart after my heart-to-heart with Patricia. There was so much that was said, but most of it had been mentally. Before fading away, she’d provided me with a hope that maybe someone would save my soul after all.

“Everyone’s left, it’s just you and me now,” he said, coming closer to me until his face was basically inches apart from mine. “I thought I’d stay behind. We can go together. You don’t have to be alone.” He paused for a moment, expecting a response. “Have all the memories returned?”

“Just a few days are blank, that’s all,” I shrugged. I allowed my head to rest on his shoulder, knowing full well that if I were to spend a few last moments with him … I knew that I’d want to do it now instead of later. The battle began now after all. “We should get going.”

“But I want to stay here with you,” growled Rene. He was obviously going to find it hard to leave me when my time came. My soul couldn’t be saved, surely? Right?

“We can’t give into temptation now,” I shook my head, but found myself inevitably looking into those damn irresistible green eyes. “Things have changed now. We can’t just take whatever we want when we want it so badly.”

“We can take whatever we want!” he hissed breathlessly before he wrapped his arms around my waist and pushed me against the wall, passionately kissing me with such excitement.

I reacted strongly, allowing myself to give into this undeniable infatuation. He was my beautiful Renero Christopher Skylar and I was his devoted Faith Catherine Crest. This time, however, I was the one to fight for dominance. My final hours were ticking away and I wanted to remember them as me having all the fun. He was certainly taken aback by this, but liked and toyed with the idea of me having the control of the kiss. I allowed my hand to run through his hair and we tumbled down on to the floor because of the lust we felt for each other. It wasn’t just the lust … it was the love, too.

For so long, we’d resisted the urge to give into temptation and allow a scene like this to happen. The temptation was worse than ever, considering that I knew that today was the last day of my life. Rene didn’t know that and it would surely break his heart to even discover that I was keeping this from him. But I pushed my concerns out of the way and allowed us to get lost in the love that we felt for each other. We broke off after a while, trying to get some air from the unexpected passion.

“You were … eager,” panted Rene.

“I … I know,” I gasped, rolling on to my side and feeling his unusual warm temperature, remembering his power to create and manipulate fire probably did that to his body. “Maybe it was … the … heat, too. You’re a little … minx … you know?”

“Thought you were the minx!” he gaped.

I shrugged, not really caring if I was. But I agreed that I was as well just to keep him happy. We were off to face an ancient being that had threatened to reverse life and death after all. We needed a break! I cared less for anyone asking me to save the world. I questioned my happiness once again, thinking about what Mark had said to me – both in the past and present timelines. Did I really have to give up my humanity?

“Are you ready?” he asked, rising to his feet and extending his hand to me.

“We’ll fly together,” I nodded, being helped on to my feet. I fixed my hair up in the mirror and tied it up, looking at my face for the final time.

“You want me to fly with you after the last time?” asked Rene, crossing his arms against his chest with a suspicious look. “Big Ben only got repaired in time until someone noticed what was going on. If it were me, I’d think that Mark had something to do with it …”

“I promise that I won’t do that again,” I promised in a sincere voice. I walked to the balcony once more and stepped on to the railing edge. Rene ran towards me immediately, not knowing what I was about to do. When I released my entire weight from the edge, it felt liberating. There was even more freedom when my body floated back up to the point where I was. I extended my hand to a panicked Rene, who was shaking his head disapprovingly at me. “Come on, Rene. Where’s your sense of fun?”

“I think it got lost when you fell,” he remarked.

* * *​

And so it had come to a finale at last.

The battlefield was unimaginable, as I couldn’t see what everyone was doing. Once we’d arrived, Rene had gone off to join the battle. The ruins of Blackstone Industries were not as recognisable as it had once appeared to be. Its former glory was now gone and replaced with the likes of superhumans and evohumans battling it out against the Goddess of Death and her minions. There was too much confusion surrounding me that I couldn’t focus on where Nexi possibly was.

“Faith, lassie!” Riku beamed away, as he’d just slain a shadow with the Way To Dawn. He super sped towards me, although he was nowhere near as fast as Frisk or Fifi. “Where’ve ye been? Nexi has been tearing this place apart!”

“Where is she, Riku?” I asked, suddenly feeling the need to get this over and done with.

“In the labs!” he replied, now dealing with another shadow attacking him. He had slain it, but there were more coming. “Absorb her mind now, so that we can end this!”

There had been a fear of absorbing Nexi’s mind and then being unable to escape ever since Rene raised the suggestion. Of course, the suggestion was now an actual plan. Whilst everyone else fought the shadows – with the exception of Aerith and Mitsuki, who would remain on standby to heal the casualties – that attacked them all, I would deal with Nexi alone. As I ran through the long and narrow corridors, I wondered how the heck I would have to absorb her mind. Would it be similar to what I did with Mark? Whatever the case, I was still afraid of what would happen.

As I continued through the corridors, I could hear the sounds of battles occurring in the rooms that I passed. I saw Mark easily slaying shadows with the vast amount of abilities he’d absorbed from superhumans and evohumans alike. In another room, Fifi and Saix were taking down an advanced form of the shadows. Whilst I’d protested at Saix leaving Eve with Frisk – she’d refused to leave her daughter – underground, he wanted to play some part in protecting his family. That even included me, which surprised me to say the least. I tore my eyes away from me, coming to a halt when shadows appeared in front of me blocking the door that I needed to pass through to get to Nexi. I could feel her overwhelming aura behind that door and I needed to get there straight away.

“Stupid damn shadows!” I hissed angrily, waving my fingers to shove them out of the way. However, more of them came and I was becoming increasingly annoyed. Was this Nexi’s doing? Was she trying to test me? Perhaps she was aware of the link that Mark and I shared, wanting to throw me off course? “This isn’t going to work, Nexi! Stop hiding like the cowering bitch you are!”

And as soon as I said that, the shadows disappeared. The door flung open, revealing Nexi sat on top of a large glass container. She appeared more murderous than ever, wearing a black dress. She opened her dark eyes, showing little or no emotion. I could not tell whether it was the others or me she wanted to get rid of. I was not alarmed when she telekinetically closed the door behind me. I walked silently and calmly towards her, keeping my eyes firmly fixed on her only.

“I guess I should take the cowering bitch comment back,” I said, looking up at her.

“Perhaps you should!” she snarled, her voice sounding even more inhuman than it had been before. Nexi jumped from the container, effortlessly floating down to the ground. She landed on the floor with a soft thud, looking back at me again once she had the chance. “So this is it. One cannot live with the other alive.”

“This isn’t Harry Potter,” I groaned.

“No, it’s really true, dimwit!” growled Nexi. It became evidently clear to me that she was displaying animal-like behaviour. “While I’ve been on the earth and living my life, all I cannot stop thinking is getting rid of you, Faith Crest. I try to focus on something else, but the desire to wipe you out is taking over my entire existence. I assume you’ve been thinking the same thing?”

Perhaps Patricia was right. We were the same. One small strand of DNA had helped to bring Nexi to life, although she’d used Frisk as the vessel. They had different intentions, different alignments – to good and evil – but they were still the same. They had the same thoughts, same appearance, same powers … unless you counted Nexi stealing countless powers as opposed to Mark. The desire to get rid of Nexi had been tiring. Perhaps it was time to get rid of her for good. It would be a damn good liberty.

“I’m going to kill you,” she shook her head.

“Hey, no need to do that!” I said dryly in an effort to make sure that the tears wouldn’t overwhelm me again. “I’m going to die anyway, so why don’t I kick your sorry arse and take you down with me?” I tossed aside my jacket that I’d been wearing and prepared myself, getting into a fighting stance. After all, I’d been half-expecting her to come down and throw a punch or two. Instead, she was laughing loudly. I lowered my fists, shaking my head disappointedly. “You know, I thought you weren’t as weak as that, Nexi.”

And then before I knew it, she’d super sped right near me and given me a smacker.

She punched me underneath my chin and the blow was hard – remembering that she had greatly enhanced strength now – enough to send me hurtling to the other side of the room. If I’d gotten up straight away, I’d be invincible. But I’d been thrown towards another glass container that smashed as soon as I hit it. So even as I landed on the floor, the shattered glass fell on top of me. I inhaled, feeling relieved that I was even alive in the first place. Nexi looked down at my broken body, pleased she already had the upper hand.

“I thought you were a fighter, Faith Crest,” she said, shaking her head. “Imagine all the wonders I could perform using your name. The world … my, my … I’d have so much fun. It would be mine for the taking!”

“I … I … won’t … let … you …”

“Let me what? For someone trying to save the world, you’re doing an awfully terrible job.”

Even though she was laughing, it would’ve appeared that I’d have the last laugh when I telekinetically flung her across the room this time. I made sure that she hit the other contained so hard that it smashed and every piece of shattered glass fell on top of her body. Regaining my posture, I was back on my feet. I ignored the blood dripping down near my left eye and staggered towards Nexi.

“This wasn’t the confrontation that I imagined,” I said, whispering in her ear. “But I always knew that either one of us would be going down with a fight.” I breathed again, trying to make sure that I wasn’t going to go too deeply with this. “You were created from a strand of my DNA. That means there’s only one to beat you.” I flicked my finger, telekinetically moving Nexi from her being on her stomach to her back.

“You’re going to take that strand back!” she gasped; unable to realise I was going to go through with this. “But to do that, you have to –”

“Absorb your mind. I’ve already thought it through and there’s no going back now.”

“Even if you do manage to absorb me, I’ll always be in there in the shadows and lurking around to make sure I seize the right opportunity to destroy you once and for all!”

“Give me the villain crap for someone who actually cares,” I growled loudly. With my telekinetic grip of Nexi in place, there was only thing left to do. As Nexi screamed loudly, I placed both my hands on both sides of her head. I closed my eyes and allowed her mind to be absorbed into mine, not fully knowing the consequences of my actions.

When I opened my eyes, I knew that it was a cross between Nexi’s mind and mine where I was. One side represented light, whilst the other signalled darkness. Nexi stood in front of me, frustrated that I’d brought her here. She showed her deadly fangs for the first time, ready to show the true appearance of the Goddess of Death. Before I knew it, she’d turned into a dark form – death itself. I raised my hand, the light repelling her entry into my side of the mind. As I fought viciously against her takeover, I could feel the actions that she’d performed overwhelming me. The countless deaths that she’d caused – many that I’d never heard of before – and terrible crimes were trying to throw me off course. She’d have to do better than that!

I stared at death again, realising that Nexi wasn’t really in my form anymore. Whilst I could still feel her actions becoming my own, I felt guilty for allowing these atrocious crimes to even happen. The Goddess of Death was no longer Nexi either. She was just death itself, trying to claim me when she clearly knew that I’d already said that it would take me away very soon.

“I won’t let you do this!” I yelled angrily, my hand still held high with the light beaming from it to repel death. “Death, you won’t take me! Something else will! I won’t let you take me now!” Death continued to try and claim my soul, but I had to hold up my other hand this time. The light was beaming brighter than ever, signalling that victory may have been in sight. Tears streamed down my face; just knowing that this was at the end. “DEATH! LEAVE NOW! THIS ISN’T YOUR HOST ANYMORE!”

The light continued to get brighter and brighter. Brighter and brighter …

Until I finally opened my eyes again …

But I had an awful feeling that this would be the final time I would open them.

Shadows surrounded me, sensing that death itself was gone. I rose to my feet, spreading my arms around the room. The light beamed from my hands, repelling them back into the dark corners where they belonged. I fell on to my knees, weak from exhaustion. More shadows continued to keep coming and I knew that maybe death could take me quicker than I thought. But how could it when I’d defeated it? Just what could stop me from living? Well, there was only one exception, actually.

I could feel it taking a hold of me, the shadow. They were torturing me for getting rid of the Goddess of Death. Even now I could see her body – which was really mine in actuality – on the floor with no soul, no mind, nothing. The shadows tried to keep me down, but my powers were spiralling out of control. I knew what was happening. But I wasn’t going to fight against this lack of control either. What better way than to let my abilities get out of control and then get rid of the shadows?

I screamed loudly, the piercing shrieks shattering the shadows’ existences. I’d only realised that the shadows were gone when I heard nothing, but the silence. The battle was over, quicker than I thought. It had been certainly quicker than the Fantasy War, but at a terrible cost. The cost of winning was far greater than the one paid a year ago. I rose to my feet again, free of the shadows’ grip, and took one last look at the lab. The containers were all, but destroyed. Perhaps this was the reason why the battlefield had taken place in the Blackstone ruins – to destroy the remnants of the past.

After leaving the room, I reached the long and narrow corridors again.

Immediately, I could sense that everyone was waiting outside. The walk to the doors that were open was going to be extremely difficult. Putting on a brave face, I smiled upon realising that everything would be fine for the world now. Life and death had not been reversed since that had been the original plan for the Goddess of Death. It was hard to think of her as Nexi anymore. The body had been left inside the ruins, especially since the building was going to collapse at any moment. The fighting inside, which had lasted some good hours seeing as how it was nearing towards midnight, had damaged it – and it would surely fall through. The damage was done.

There was nothing to worry about now … except for the slight – or in everyone’s cases, big – mishap suffered when I got outside.

My breathing became hoarse. I fell on to my knees. I lost all sense of awareness, except from the fact that it was finally happening. Everyone rushed to me immediately. Even Frisk, baby Eve and Rydia were here. All my friends and family were here to see me. Despite the fact that what they were about to see would truly damage them for the rest of their lives, it pleasantly pleased me that I would not be alone when it happened.

The Remnants were all stood on a cliff, watching everything that was happening. I could hear everyone’s frantic thoughts – with the exception of Solstice and Fox. Whilst everyone else did not display any emotion from his or her face, it was Solstice who was taking it harder than anyone.

“Faith! FAITH! LET ME THROUGH!” I could just barely recognise Rene’s voice. He crouched down next to me moments after I’d hit the ground. Even through death, this was comfort enough. “Faith! Faith? Please … don’t do this to me now. I lost you too many times before. Don’t make this permanent!” He was actually crying this time, a rare feat.

There were too many people to count surrounding me that day. It was almost midnight, seven days to when I’d made the deal with Aztec Triogal. Whilst the consequences were coming, he’d be finally free of the locked state he was in. But as for myself, other things were coming.

“I’m … sorry …” I whispered raucously.

“What’s the need to be sorry for?” Rene asked, kissing my forehead. “You did nothing wrong.”

But that was the problem. I had done everything wrong. I should’ve figured out another way out of the Kedzaer Dimension, but Aztec’s proposition was too tempting to turn down. Considering how the phantoms had me pinned down to my worst state in months, I had to accept his offer. Nothing, but the truth was being spoken from my lips right now.

“Faith, you are not dying on us!” snapped Filden, also coming to my side.

“Filden!” hissed Fifi.

“No, Fifi! I’m not letting this happen! I’m the one meant to protect her!”

“You’re not listening to me, Fil … this must be what she’s been keeping from us.”

Immediately, Mark crouched down beside me and I felt his warm hand against my cold forehead. He shook his head, resisting that temptation to slap me across the face and demand to know what the hell I was playing at. Instead he gave me a comforting smile. “You knew this was going to happen, right?” he asked, prompting Rene and Filden to stare at him. “You hid this from all of us.”

I couldn’t muster the strength for words anymore. I’d spoken my final words, those to that of Rene Skylar. This was it. Death was slowly claiming me at last. The virus’ final strand was weakening my body and powers. Before I knew it, everything changed. My senses were completely cut off and I could no longer hear anyone. I could not see them either. On the other hand, I still felt Rene’s warm touch. My hand reached out to touch his face and I felt a small smile forming on my face.

I love you. It was always about you. I will love you forever.

Rene’s position shifted suddenly. He must have heard my final thoughts. Those were private. In the distance, I could hear two voices. Those were the two voices that I could hear.

“I’m surprised with your services to me. She would be … surprised.”

“Surprised? The word proud sprang into mind, Saix. I still want all the women …”

“Whatever. Now that you have seen what has happened, are you still in?”

“Saix, you can definitely count in. If you give me what I want, that is …”

Who were the two voices? I led myself away from that topic and on to Rene and everyone else on the day of my death. I drew my last breath and felt death finally claim my soul. Everything became much clearer when I saw my body in Rene’s arms. I examined myself to notice that I was nothing more than a spirit. Whilst everyone was in genuine shock of what had happened, Rene and Filden included, I glanced at them. Mark looked up at me tearfully, making me realise I’d almost forgotten that he could see spirits and ghosts of the deceased.

So did this mean I had not moved on yet?

And then before I knew it, everything changed … yet again.

* * *​

Yes, this was my sweet dream. Yes, it was a beautiful disaster. My spirit faded away, having glanced at Rene for the final time. I felt the heat surrounding my body, refusing to leave. The heat scorched through my very soul. It was worse than any other pain I’d endured in all my life. I screamed, but I could not even hear myself doing that. Were my senses still gone? Surely, they can’t have been in death, right? This was terrible. Just where I was headed?

After what seemed to be an eternity of non-stop torture, I opened my eyes to feel hot crust beneath my face. If I was dead, then shouldn’t I be in the afterlife with Patricia? She faded away. I saw her ascending. She wasn’t in this hellhole, surely? I rose to my feet, literally jumping by what I saw. Was I in a volcano? There was magma spread across the cave. Or was this even a cave at all?

“You really think that you’re safe here?” squealed the man to my left.

“Where am I?” I demanded, grabbing him by the throat and thrusting him into the wall. “Tell me! Is this some kind of mind trick?”

“No, you’ve done exactly the same thing as me!” he gasped, causing me to release him. “You’ve sold your soul to the devil, haven’t you? How could you let your soul get sent to hell?”

It appeared that Aztec was right – and the deal for me to return to the real world from the Kedzaer Dimension also meant that my soul would go to hell in seven days. Exactly seven days had passed. So this was hell? It would have explained the torture that I underwent for what seemed to be an eternity, anyway.

“I did it to save the world!” I yelled, throwing the man away from me. Even through death, my temper was unmistakable. I remembered Patricia’s words and gulped hard. “Our souls have to be saved. Someone has to come.”

“They’re not coming,” said the human to my left, who had been sent here because he had a similar situation to mine. “No one ever comes here. Everyone comes, but no one ever leaves either.”

“We can’t give up,” I whispered timidly. “We can’t. Someone can save our souls.”

He shook his head, disagreeing with my assumption. “Our souls are lost forever, girly! The devil himself won’t let us escape! He’ll follow our every move if we ever acted suspicious in front of him!” We both turned around to notice that the hooded and cloaked figures were walking towards us. It was not I that they were after, but my companion in question himself. They dragged him by his arms and legs, laughing dastardly at my feeble attempts to stare them out. “You have to run, girly! Don’t let him take you, too! Don’t lose yourself to him! Fight for your right to survive!”

They would not come for me anytime soon. I was still a new arrival, an unusual one at that. Superhumans did not usually come here. As far as they knew, I was the first one of my kind to even show my face in this literal hellhole. With the screaming of the man filling my ears, I tried hard not to remember the very night my life factually came to an end. I could still cry here, even though death had claimed my fragile soul.

My name is Faith Crest …

And that was the story of how I died.
 
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