Author's Notes:

A tease and reveal of the villains. And the reveal of part of Aya's backstory.

We were a family of five… Daddy was a Police Officer, Mommy was an interior decorator, and I think Tifa worked at a McDonald's in her teens. When Mommy couldn’t take care of us, Tifa did, or if she was busy, our father’s friend Morinity.

It was Christmas Eve… That was the day… The day my world burned...

“Silvia! What are you doing silly!?” Yelled Torry. Silvia shook herself from her daydream, and looked to her twin sister.

“Oh? Oh! Sorry, I was just thinking about stuff.” Silvia replied in her monotone voice.

“Sweety, you’re sitting on the decoration box.” Their mother said, giggling. Silvia’s eyes widened, when she realized she was sitting on the Christmas decoration box. She got off and stumbled, landing on her side.

“You okay Silvia?” Torry asked, trying to help her twin up.

Their mom put down what she was doing and walked over to the five year old and picked her up.

Silvia looked blankly at her mom. “Yes, I’m okay.”

“Are you sure?” Her mom questioned worriedly. Silvia answered with a single nod. “Okay then. Your older sister will be here soon, so watch the door for me while I take these to the back.” Their mom pointed to the Christmas boxes.

“Okay Mommy!” Torry said, beaming.

“Okay Momma…” Silvia murmured, looking away slightly. Their mother went to handle what she said she would, while Torry ran to the window next to the door, and Silvia sauntered towards the door where there was a slide bolt on the bottom.

“D’ya think Tifa’s gonna be happy to see us?” Torry asked excitedly.

“Why would she?” Silvia asked, sounding bored.

“Silvia…” Torry groaned with a roll of her eyes. “Quit being so grumpy.”

“You stop being so happy!” Silvia shot back.

Minutes later, a ford focus sedan drove up to the driveway of the repurposed building. Torry squealed in excitement.

“Tifa’s here! Tifa’s here!”

Silvia unlocked the slide bolt and went to the nearest seat and sat down. Tifa soon walked in with a sigh of relief, looking at us with a smile as she hugged the overexcited Torry before hanging up her coat. “Hey girls… where’s Mom?”

“In the back working on the tree for the last family we’re donating to.” Silvia replied. “Dad had to leave a bit ago.”

“Oh? Where is he?”

“Job or something.”

“Ah, well, he’s missing out.” She said, looking at them. “So, how can I pitch in and help?”

“Ask Mommy! She knows more!” Torry said, “She’s in the back.”

“Okay, thanks Torry.” She replied,heading out back to where their mom was while Silvia and Torry were still up front where they were.

When Tifa got to the back, she saw her mom placing a box labeled ‘Christmas Supplies’ on a table. When her mom noticed Tifa, she smiled. “Oh sweetie, thank you for coming on such short notice.”

“It’s alright. My shift finished up early because my boss was going to attend a christmas party later. Since he knew I was working really hard, he let me go early so I can be with you.”

“Still, thank you.” The two hugged for a few seconds. “Could you take this to the truck out back? There was one more family I wanted to help before calling it good. It’s a big family, so we needed three vehicles. I’ll take one, your father will take another and I’ll take the last one. Is that okay for you?”

“Sounds good, What about Silvia and Torry?” She asked, picking up the box and preparing to walk outside.

“They’ll be riding with me.”

“Okay, just be careful. With all the snow and everything, someone is bound to do something reckless or stupid on the road.” She said before putting the boxes out back like she was told.

“If you get separated and lost, there’s an address in all of the trucks.” Her mother said. She jumped when there was loud sirens at the front. “Your father is going to give me a heart attack one day…”

“Right…” Tifa rolled her eyes, placing the last of the crates in the back as she walked over. “All the boxes are inside and ready to go, Mom.”

“Okay, the keys are inside. I’ll get the others.” Tifa’s mom hugged her again. “I love you, sweetheart.”

“I love you too, mom.” She said, “Merry christmas.”

Tifa’s mother went back inside, where she saw Torry giggling as she sat next to the swipe lock, with banging at the door.

“Torry! Did you lock your father outside?”

“Yep!” Torry replied, smirking like an imp.

“That’s my girl.” The mother snickered, “But you’ll have to let him in eventually. We’re about to go.”

“Aww! I was just having fun!” Torry whined.

“You can sit next to Mommy.” The older woman said teasingly, bending over. Torry unlocked the door instantly.

“Gah! It’s cold outside!” Their father said, sliding in and shutting the door. “Everyone ready?”

“Yeah!” Torry cheered.

“Yeah…” Silvia grumbled.

“Ready when you are.” Tifa nodded.

“Okay! Let’s make someone else's Christmas special!” Their father said. Slowly, everyone got into their designated vehicles and began to pull out of the driveway. Silvia and Tifa were in the backseat, watching their father as he was following them. It was during this though that Tifa noticed that Silvia wasn’t exactly… Cheerful so to speak.

“Hey, what’s wrong? Don’t go all humbug on me just yet. Christmas is tomorrow.”

“I feel grouchy.” Silvia said simply. “I don’t like helping people.”

“Oh? So you don’t like helping your friends? You need to be more specific by people, Sis.” Tifa smiled a little, trying to get her to at least chuckle or roll her eyes. She did the later.

“Come on! After this, we can have cookies!” Their mother said. Torry hopped into the passenger seat while their mother got into the driver seat. Silvia growled as she got into the backseat behind her twin sister.

“Everyone follow me!” The father said, smiling as he got into his own truck. The positioning of the vehicles made it so that the dad was in the front, the mother and twins were in the middle, and Tifa was in the back. The vehicles each were turned on, and Tifa was surprised to see a walkie talkie.

“Should I guess that the walkie talkie is for if any of us get lost?” She asked, looking at her mother. All she got was a nod as they continued down the road.

The trucks drove for the next hour, only a few cars out at this time. They came across a bridge with a large drop. As they were halfway across, the drivers saw a semi coming from the other side. It was heading towards them fast, and to the fathers horror, the driver was asleep. He reached for his walkie talkie, but it was too late.

The semi smashed into the first truck’s side, pushing it through the safety rails and down into the bottom.

The second truck had little more luck, as the semi rammed into it head on, crushing the driver and passenger. Inside, Silvia hit her head on the back of the passenger seat, before blood slapped her in the face… Her sister's blood… Silvia was in shock.

But she did not have time to stay for long. Tifa noticed a foul stench in the air. A stench that smelled like oil and gasoline. She hopped out of her truck and ran to the one in front of her. “Silvia, we need to get out of the call and call 911. The car’s going to catch on fire any minute!”

Silvia just whimpered, shaking.

“Hey… It’s okay… I’m here now Silvia…” Tifa ran to her, helping her out before reaching for her phone to dial the emergency number while Silvia began to cry into her chest, mournfully.
“I’m here, sister…”

New Yoke City

A blond woman walked through the crumbling Morrow District. She looked exactly like Aya, but her clothes were off. She looked angry, and anypony who saw her ran off.

Eventually, a police officer came rushing towards her and held up his gun. “Freeze!”

The woman tilted her head, still looking pissed off. “Burning…” She mumbled.

“What?” The officer asked, confused.

“Burn.”

And just like that, the officer caught on fire. He screamed, trying to snuff the flames out as she left him. She arrived at an abandoned building and went inside.

Inside, the woman saw Eve, the parasitic woman who Aya and Lance met in the sewers.

“Mother, how are you?” Eve asked, concerned.

“Fine.” The woman replied, “How’s my sister handling this world?”

“Well enough.”

“They’re getting on my nerves. They could ruin everything I’ve been working for… Keep distracting Aya.”

It was then that the two women inside heard a third set of feet walking towards them. However, it sounded like this one was wearing heels. “Oh, what do we have here?” A voice ran out in a seductive tone. “You two don’t seem to be angels… Guess I have to hold off on stealing halos for now.”

“Was that a threat!?” Eve asked angrily.

“That depends on how you view it, missy.” The voice said again, walking out into a part of the room that was barely lit as the two of them saw the newfound figure. It was another woman, but this one was different than before.

“Because you would be intimidating… well… if you were actually intimidating.”

“You’re Bayonetta, an Umbra Witch.” The woman said monotonously. “Why are you here?”

“Oh I was just in the neighborhood and I found that this one here,” She said, pointing at the blond woman. “Reminds me of one of my sisters. She went by Torry, but now I believe she goes by the name Maya since you gave that name to her.”

“How would you know about Maya?” The blond woman asked.

“I have my ways.” She said, not answering her question.

“Eve, leave us.” The blond woman stated firmly. Eve nodded, and hovered away. Once she was out of sight, the woman walked closer to Bayonetta. “Your sister died in a car crash.”

“My sister and parents. Only had one other sister to take care for when I was young.” The Witch replied. “You?”

“I died in a car crash…” The woman said simpley. That was when Bayonetta’s eyes widened a brief bit. Before she said something else.

“Torry? Is that you?”

“It’s Maya now.” Maya said. “And Silvia is here too.”

“She is?” The witch asked. “Oh this is going to be interesting… I got a bit of catching up to do… But first… I think we should wait… I feel Silvia coming here.”

“She’s going to have a mental breakdown when she sees us…” Maya said.

“Heh… you have no idea who else is here, sis… You have a nephew now.” She chuckled.

“Two, Lance Walker and Sean Jiris. I’ve been watching Lance ever since he arrived.” Maya replied.

“Kinky… You seem to watch over him. Either that means you’re a guardian or a stalker who watches… whatever… he does.” Bayonetta chuckled seductively, turning to the door, “And there she is.”

There was a kick, and the door fell off it’s hinges. Aya aimed her gun inside, but at seeing the two women, she raised an eyebrow.

“The door was unlocked.” Maya said as if she were speaking to a moron.

“And now everyone’s here… Perrrrfect.” Bayonetta smiled, acting playful again.

“Oh yay, just what I’ve always wanted…” Maya grumbled.

“Why are there two Aya Displaced?” Aya asked, looking like her head was hurt.

“I’m Maya you idiot.” Maya stated, glaring at Aya.

“Come on now…” Bayonetta smirked while folding her arms. “Is that anyway to treat your sister Silvia? Torry?”

“W-wait… What?” Aya started massaging her head. “Dear gosh this is a pain!”

“Come on now… Don’t you recognize me?” She asked, taking off her glasses and letting her look at her again. “It’s me… Tifa.”

Aya backed up. “N-no… Tifa died giving birth to Lance!”

“I know… I was the one that named my child,” She said. “I’ve missed you sis.”

Aya looked about ready to explode. “How are you here!?”

“Well… I originally thought I had died. But then, I was given a second chance by Rodin. The one in charge of the gates of hell. He allowed me to live again here, but now, I’m an Umbra Witch.” She told her. “Besides, I’m mostly known here as Bayonetta or Cereza. I’m fine with you two calling me Tifa though…… However, there is one thing I want to ask you, Aya.” She said, trying to get closer and not startle her. “I have not seen my son… ever. How much has he grown?”

“I… He’s fine. I think he had a nice life, and he’s got two wives…” Aya said

“Oh my… Ain’t he one lucky man… I envy him…” Bayonetta smiled, holding Aya in for a tight hug. “But I’ve missed you more… both of you.”

“Y-you too...” Aya said, still mentally reeling. “Wait, how’d Torry get here?”

Maya glared. “Maya.”

“Sorry.” Aya replied.

“I don’t know. Seems a lot of people we knew are popping up everywhere as long as they were killed like us three.” Maya said.

“Or somehow got placed here on other circumstances.” It was then that Bayonetta noticed a small clip that Aya kept on her that looked like a pair of unfolded wings as she reached over to look at it. “Oh? I never saw you as one to keep jewelry on you, sister.”

“That’s Lance’s summoner… Oh, I mean Token. It summons him.” Aya said. “Wait, we all died? When did I?”

“No idea,” She said, taking the token and channeling a bit of strength into it. “Sonny boy! Momma’s home!!”

“Not yet!” Maya yelled. “I don’t think he’ll be ready to meet his dead mother and dead aunt.”

“Oh come on, there’s no way to know without trying!” Bayonetta asked, only to fail in the process. “What in the-? Oh nevermind, I figure out this damn thing later. Reminds me not to try and buy anything on sale anytime soon.” It soon got quiet for a second, before one of the three began to speak up.

“What do you want to talk about Bayonetta?” Maya asked coldly.

“Well, I was wanting to know about who was the ugly woman you were talking to earlier before you came in here.” Bayonetta told her, looking back at her with a serious glare.

“What woman?” Aya asked, confused.

“She’s my spawn. Your niece, if you will. And she’s not ugly.” Maya responded simply. “Her name is Melissa.”

“Melissa? Who’s the father?” Aya asked. Bayonetta being just as curious as well.

“No father, just me.” Maya replied.

“Well, I must say, whoever she is, she has quite a temper…” The Umbra witch teased. “Though, I would not prefer to have clothes made out of flesh to replace my own outfit if you ask me.”

“Flesh? What the hell?” Aya asked, looking baffled.

“I’m evolving her. She’ll be beautiful soon.” Maya said in a whisper.

“Anyways… I would love to stick around and chat, but I have some angels halo’s to take for myself. Though, I don’t really think I should try the plan I did last time. That involved me dressing up as a nun and walking into a church to lure them out before killing them, one by one.” Bayonetta said to herself. “Moral of the story, don’t fuck with a witch.”

“Uh… M-maybe we can meet up again?” Aya suggested, not wanting to lose her elder sister again.

“I like that… If you want to find me, there’s a bar in Canterlot named “The Gates of Hell”. It’s not seen by much of the population here, but when you find it, tell the bartender named Rodin that you're my sister. He’ll take care of the rest.” Bayonetta said, before disappearing in what looked like a swarm of butterflies. However, as the swarm disappeared, there was a flyer left behind based on the location that Aya’s sister was referring to. And an image of the bar on the backside

Aya picked it up, and was about to read it but a force to the back of her head made her blackout. Maya walked around her sister, and the flyer burned.

Eve returned and bowed. “I assume we have another problem.”

“It won’t be for long. Roach is Displacing more people to help us, and Mt. Massive Asylum has a plentiful a array of allies.” Maya dropped a different flyer, which was for said asylum. “If Aya survives the asylum, Roach will deal with her.”

“And what of Bayonetta?” Eve asked worriedly. “I don’t think I could hurt her in the least.”

Maya smirked. “I have a plan for that…” As she continued to speak, Maya did not notice one of the butterflies that her older sister had dispersed into hiding in the rafters. And when she was done, it proceeded to fly out a hole in the wall, where Bayonetta was not far from the site.

“Well, little one, it seems like you have something to tell me…” She smiled, letting the butterfly land on her shoulder. “Now then… tell momma what you know…”

Aya groaned as she opened her eyes weakly. She saw a flyer as slid it towards herself.

After a few minutes, Aya finally got her bearing and read the flyer.

“Mt. Massive Asylum? What happened to the one Bay gave me?” Aya said to herself. “Maybe I should check it out, it’s not like I have anything better to do.”

She then realized she was outside of that same asylum.

The blond stood up and checked her weapons. They were all there, from her AK-47, to her dual 40. caliber. She seemed all ready to move on, however, there was a cold chill going down her spine as she saw a wooden sign with blood painted on it to form letters. “STAY AWAY!!!”

“I thought I was in that building my sisters were in…” Aya wondered to herself, but shrugged it off.

Aya walked up to the door and tried to open it, only to find it locked. Thinking she’s get yelled at for kicking in an expensive looking door on private property, Brea decided to find another way in. Walking backwards to get a better view, Aya saw what looked like an opened window with platforms leading up.

“It’s like they want me.” Aya said to herself humorously. She ran to the lowest one, and began to make her way up. “Parkour!”

When she was up at the top, she slipped inside. It was extremely dark, so Brea couldn’t see. It took her a bit, but she finally found her way into the light. She seemed to be in some sort of lobby.

“Doesn’t seem so bad…” Aya said to herself. She walked around for a bit, and found two shelves placed on either side of each other that blocked her way. She turned to her side, and started to shimmy through the crack.

“Little piggy...” A deep, scratchy voice said from behind Aya, and a large hand grabbed her by her left arm and yanked her out. He turned Aya to face him, and the woman wished he hadn’t…

“Holy shit! What happened to your nose!?” Aya screamed. The fat man didn’t seem amused. Aya giggled nervously. “You wouldn’t hurt a defenseless woman… Would you…?”

The monster growled, before slamming Aya’s head into a wall. He started walking as Brea’s head spun. He then tossed Aya out of an observation deck. Aya’s face hit the floor, and the world went black once more.