October 9^th, 2019
Tuesday
Sunny/PM Overcast

Daytime

song: School Days - Persona

As midterms were coming up, all of the teachers were drilling the students extra hard in class. For the most part, they stayed on topic, but as was often the case with this school, Starlight’s teachers tended to let their characters shine through, and thus succumb to their passions.

As such, English devolved into a lecture about a super famous poet that Bulk Biceps was a huge fan of. Starlight found it to be quite boring, but something told her to stay up to listen to it. She was happy she did too, as he made an offhand comment that he might put that on the test!

Starlight sighed, taking notes on as much as she could catch and remember. She felt significantly more intelligent afterward.

After School

song: Like a Dream Come True - Persona 4

Once she finished with her classes, Starlight went to Pep Squad, both to relax and catch up with Diamond Tiara. She seemed, more or less her usual self, but something about it felt, wrong. She couldn’t put her finger on it, but something about how she carried herself just felt off.

Starlight’s feeling got worse when they started their routine.

Their moves were always somewhat enticing and sexy. That was just par for the course when you were a cheerleader. Starlight actually didn't mind this, especially after wearing her skimpier ensemble to school. Letting her inner witch come out, and also letting her Priestess Arcana Persona Apsaras shine through her made all of the sexy moves fun to do, and Starlight felt significantly more graceful afterward.

Diamond Tiara though, seemed to really be in her element today.

Whenever she could, Starlight found herself drawn to the enticing moves of her fellow cheerleader, who seemed to add an extra sexiness to all of her moves. Their routine was significantly sexier today than others, which was fine with Starlight. She liked being sexy, and enjoyed knowing that all of the boys had their eyes on her. But there was something about Diamond Tiara's movements that felt, extra sexual today.

At one point, Diamond bent forward for the routine, and then slowly came up looking back with an enticing gaze, and Starlight’s vision shifted. She suddenly saw Diamond in the same position, same expression, but dressed in the stripper attire she saw before.

Starlight was seriously wondering if that was her imagining it, or if she was seeing Diamond’s inner dream self.

“Like, oh my God, Diamond!” Suri beamed running up to her at the end of the routine, “You’re like, totally on fire up there~!”

Diamond giggled, “I’m in a really good mood right now,” she hugged herself and hummed softly, “Had a really good dream, and I’m still riding the high from it.”

“Mmmm, I think I know what sort of dream it was,” Suri purred, “If it leads to moves like that, I hope you have more dreams like that.”

As Suri and the other girls walked off, Diamond turned to Starlight and walked over to her, “They didn’t say it, but I was like, totally into your moves too, Starlight,” she looked Starlight up and down with a somewhat sensual gaze, “Shame Trixie’s probably got dibs.”

Starlight sighed, “Trixie confuses the Hell out of me, honestly. Not that I’d mind, but…”

“Wait, you haven’t talked to her about your feelings yet?” Diamond asked wide eyed.

“I mean, she knows that I have this crush on her, but well, she doesn’t know how bad it’s getting…” Starlight looked away rubbing her arm.

Diamond pursed her lips and then walked over to her bag to grab her phone. She looked at it, frowned, and then put it away, going back to take Starlight’s hand, “Talk to me.”

“You sure? Cause I, don’t want you to get in trouble with your Father,” Starlight winced.

“Please, he doesn’t control me,” Diamond scoffed waving it off, “I don’t need him telling me how to live my life. Besides, you’re my friend.”

Though she was almost certain this was stemming from her Dungeon, she did appreciate what a good friend Diamond was. Even when she was dealing with her own shit, and even though she was rich like Silver Spoon, she genuinely looked out for Starlight.

As such, Starlight sat down on a bench with Diamond Tiara, and opened up to her about the dreams she’d been having on and off. How in all of them she was tying up Trixie, and how aroused she got from seeing her struggle, writhe in protest, and hearing her beg to be set free. She even went into detail about a couple of them, which based on how Diamond was looking at her, they were really hot.

Throughout the conversation, Diamond’s phone vibrated, but she seemed intent on ignoring it.

“OMG…!” Diamond gasped softly, covering her mouth.

“Please don’t tell anyone…! Let alone Silver Spoon…!” Starlight begged.

“Oh, don’t worry! This is between us, girl!” she assured, “Hope you don’t mind if I touch myself to it though.” Starlight looked at her wide eyed, making Diamond laugh out loud, “I’m kidding Starlight!” she then smirked wagging her eyebrows, “Or am I~?”

Starlight groaned shutting her eyes, “Damn it, Diamond Tiara…”

Diamond snickered again, “But seriously, wow. You’ve got it bad. I guess it doesn’t help that she is apparently into that sorta thing.”

“Thank you Blueblood for making that public…” Starlight growled under her breath.

“Yeah, like what a piece of work, that guy,” Diamond sat back crossing her legs, “I should probably warn you now, Blueblood’s still being super hard on the football team.”

“Spike told me,” Starlight sighed, “Taking his anger at losing his “slave” out on his fellow players, right?”

Diamond nodded, “I overheard some of them talking, and they really want them back together. I think he’s even making it sound like she asked for all of the abuse.”

Starlight looked down, trembling in rage as she felt Apsaras place a gentle hand on her shoulder.

Stay in control, Starlight. I know this is infuriating, but losing yourself now will not help Trixie.

She hated that Apsaras was right. Still, she took a breath, keeping her anger contained within. It kinda felt like something Diamond would have done.

“What she wants… is someone who can make her fantasy a reality, not use it to make theirs a reality…” she said softy, but still seething.

“Makes sense,” Diamond nodded, “Not sure how I feel about BDSM as a kink. Like, I don’t know if I’d be into being tied up or anything, but if that’s what she’s into, she should be able to enjoy it. What he’s doing though…” she looked at Starlight, “I bet you’d be a much better “Dom” than he ever was.”

“You, think so?” Starlight asked, “Even though I’m dreaming about it so much?”

Diamond nodded, “Yeah! Cause you actually care about her well being in this. You’re not gonna do some shit like, tie her to the bed, gag her, and start molesting her without asking her first. Which I’m sure, he did shit like that to her,” when Starlight didn't say anything, Diamond's eyes widened, "Oh fuck. Please don't tell me..."

Starlight turned away, “I’d, rather not put her business out there…”

“It’s alright. I’m not too basic to understand a situation,” Diamond said softly, “But see? This is what I mean. You’re worried not about getting off with this, but in making sure Trixie’s okay,” she took Starlight’s hand and looked into her eyes, “You’re a wonderful person, Starlight. I personally don’t know what I’d do without you as a friend, so I know Trixie’s in good hands around you.”

“D-Diamond…” Starlight blushed. She could truly feel just how much Diamond believed in her. She felt significantly closer to Diamond Tiara.

Diamond’s phone vibrated in her bag again. This time, she huffed and turned to pick it up.

song: Troubled - Persona 3

“What?” she asked harshly, “I’m exactly where you think I am,” the person on the other end said something that made Diamond shoot up, “Yeah? Well I felt like going to Pep Squad! I enjoy it!” Starlight didn’t hear what was said, but she could see and feel Diamond getting angrier and angrier, “Then I guess that makes me one too! Since those are the only kinds of girls who’d be into that sort of thing!” the person on the other end argued back, “Well clearly not, since you said it yourself! I'm eating out tonight, so don't bother waiting for me!” she hung up, tossed her phone back in her bag, and sat down. She held a hand to her head and was breathing in and out heavily, and Starlight saw “Stripperific Diamond” appear suddenly in the same position, “If all he sees is a cheap slut, then fine! That’s what I am!”

Starlight swallowed nervously. Was that, what her dream self was saying, or was she hearing the real Diamond speak through her? Or the scarier option…

Was it both…?

“Diamond…?” Starlight asked, carefully reaching for her friend.

“Starlight, could we maybe, stay together for a bit longer…?” Diamond asked softly. Starlight nodded, assuring her it’d be okay, “Thank you,” she smiled in appreciation, but Starlight could tell Diamond was forcing it a bit.

They went to a few shops in South Street before parting ways at sundown.

October 10^th, 2019
Wednesday
Sunny

Morning

song: I (sun) - Blue Reflection

“Starlight, heya!” Pinkie Pie beamed as Starlight got up to the train platform, “Looks like the train’s a bit late right now.”

“That’s alright,” Starlight said, “This means we get to ride together.”

Pinkie Pie nodded happily, but then sobered a bit, “I, asked Twilight how she’s doing in terms of finding Rarity’s Dungeon. She says that this one is really elusive for some reason.”

“It’s almost like this Dungeon doesn’t want to be found…” Starlight muttered, noticing that Pinkie Pie giggled at that.

“Twilight said the exact same thing. It’s really odd you two aren’t better friends,” Pinkie Pie pointed out, “She’s a lot like you.”

“Maybe one day I’ll get to see that side of her,” Starlight sighed.

“I know you will,” Pinkie Pie hugged her, “She seems to like me a lot, so I’ll do what I can to help bridge the gap.”

Starlight appreciated that immensely. The two of them talked about anime and other stuff while they waited for the train to arrive.

Lunch Time

song: School Days - Persona

After getting her lunch and closing her locker, Starlight began making her way to the courtyard, but stopped when she felt Trixie run up to and hug her from behind affectionately.

“Hey Starlight!” Trixie beamed.

“Hey Trixie,” Starlight smiled, “You’re in a good mood today.” She smelled really nice. Was she wearing a new perfume?

“No more than usual. Just happy to catch up with you,” Trixie said, “Hey, wanna hang out later today? We haven’t had any real one on one time since we went to Chains and Whips together.”

That was true. In hindsight it wasn’t that long ago, but with everything that was going on, it felt longer. Since Starlight still had Jack Frost equipped, she felt like she and Trixie could really connect today.

Looking into her eyes, seeing her light blue eye shadow and rose red lipstick, along with her innocent and loving smile, Starlight couldn’t say no to her.

“I’d love to,” Starlight smiled. The way Trixie lit up made Starlight’s heart leap.

“Great! I gotta go get my lunch, so I’ll meet up with you at our usual spot,” she hugged Starlight, and then walked off. Starlight couldn’t tear her gaze away from her as she walked. Her pants and blazer hugged her figure just enough to be enticing. She remembered Trixie worrying if she was still at all sexy despite wearing magician’s clothes almost exclusively.

Starlight stood by what she said. Much as she liked seeing her body on full display, she really shined dressed as a magician.

After School

Trixie went ahead of Starlight to get something from the library, and said she’d meet her at the front gate. After getting her books, Starlight went out to meet up with her, but couldn’t find her right away. Shit, had Blueblood gotten to-

play song: Troubled - Persona 3

“What the fuck is that supposed to mean?” she heard Trixie snap. She looked to her left and saw Trixie standing there with two other boys. She recognized them as members of the football tea-

Shit.

“Look, Blueblood said that he’d forgive you if you just apologized,” the one on the left said, “You gotta admit that this dumb fight’s gone on long enough.”

“Dumb fight?” Trixie asked, her voice dangerously low. Starlight immediately made her way over.

“We know you're into that kinky stuff,” the other one said, “We’re not judging, okay? It’s actually kinda hot, not gonna lie.”

“But come on, you can’t blame it all on him. You told him what you were into, and he gave it to you, right?” the first one asked.

“That’s so far from the truth that it’s sickening!” Trixie said, her voice shaking she was so upset.

“So you’re saying you’re not into-”

“What gets me off has nothing to do with this!” Trixie fussed, “He used that to abuse me!”

“That’s, not the story he told us,” the other boy said cautiously, “Yeah, he was a bit controlling, but isn’t that what that S&M stuff’s all about?”

Trixie’s eyes widened, and she looked like she was about to explode. Thankfully Starlight had just arrived on the scene.

“Hey!” she called out, catching everyone’s attention, “I know I’m not seeing what I think I’m seeing!”

Trixie pushed past them and ran over to Starlight, who wrapped her arms around her tightly, “Help me…! Please…!” she begged Starlight. She was trembling.

Starlight assured her everything would be fine and told her to wait by the door. Once she left, Starlight glared at the two boys harassing her, “I can’t believe this! You’re siding with him?!”

“Hey look, we’re only going off of what he told us, alright?!” the one on the left defended, “You don’t know how bad it is for us! He’s turned into a drill sergeant since they broke up!”

“Seriously! ‘Sides, according to him, you’re the one who got her brainwashed, thinking what they did wasn’t-”

SLAP

song: Living with Determination - Persona 3

“W-whoa there!” the one she hadn’t slapped cried, backing away a bit. She didn’t even realize it was happening till her hand shot out, but she did get an image of Morgana shooting her claw out to slash right beforehand, so it might have been her.

Starlight decided to just let Morgana have the stage here then, since they clearly felt the same way.

“You, don’t know anything about what she went through!” Starlight seethed, “You only know what Blueblood told you, but know what I remember? I remember coming into our room, and seeing Trixie in literal tears after spending the night with him! I remember hearing how Blueblood would scare off all of her friends, or make her tell them to back off! I remember, seeing him walk off after forcing himself onto her, as punishment for trying to regain some semblance of control in her life!”

“T-that’s…” the two of them looked at each other, clearly unsure what to make of this.

“He calls himself her “Dom”? A real Dom would think less about what gets him off, and more about making sure his Sub is cared for!” Starlight continued, closing her eyes and taking a few breaths to calm herself down, “I’m sorry he’s riding you guys hard. That isn’t fair at all. But think about this, who are you going to believe more? The asshole who’s hiding behind you,” she turned to look at Trixie, “Or the one who’s in tears trying to defend herself?”

Currently, Trixie was sitting on the steps of the school, hugging her knees and crying into them. Starlight didn’t wait for them to come to a decision, and instead just walked over to Trixie, wrapping her arms around the crying magician and giving them a sharp glare.

The two of them looked at each other awkwardly, and then walked off talking among themselves. Starlight rubbed Trixie’s back comfortingly, and told her that she took care of it. In her peripheral, she could see Jack Frost appear, also rubbing Trixie's side with a sad face.

“Starlight… I don’t know if I can keep this up…” Trixie sobbed weakly, “It’s starting to feel like, how it was in my Dungeon, only this time I’m awake, and I don’t have my Persona.”

Starlight sighed, not knowing what to say really. What could she say to this. What Blueblood was doing wasn’t fair at all.

“It’s like,” she sat up, looking up at the sky, the tears rolling down her face, “I take one step forward toward recovery, and then get shoved two massive steps back.”

“That’s not how I see it,” Starlight said rubbing Trixie’s back still.

“I couldn’t say anything to them really,” Trixie protested, “Ultimately, I just hid behind you.”

“Trixie, you don’t have to do this alone,” Starlight said, taking Trixie’s hands and looking her in the eyes, “Nor should you have to. Regardless what Blueblood is telling them, what you went through wasn’t a “dumb fight”. He abused your consent, and took advantage of you. Anytime you start to wonder otherwise, remember how his Shadow spoke about you in your Dungeon.”

Trixie looked down, “I think, that’s part of why I’m so frustrated. Really, I know how he feels. I know he just wants me back so he can abuse me all over again, but it’s not like I can tell them about my Dungeon, or that I heard it all from his Shadow.”

Starlight closed her eyes and hugged Trixie, “The ones who matter know, and I promise, I’ll help you be comfortable with yourself fully again. I want you to feel safe enjoying your kink again, and I don’t care what I have to do to make that happen.”

“Do you, mean that?” Trixie asked, her tone sounding a bit odd. Still, Starlight was outspoken enough to keep the momentum going.

“Yes. I do,” she looked Trixie in the eyes, “Whatever you need me to do to make this right, I’ll do it.”

Trixie took a deep, shuddering breath, and nodded, “Okay. So, I’ve been putting my magic show together, and practicing the tricks I’ll perform. Some of them are remakes of my Dad’s tricks, but a few of them are ones I came up with. One in particular I want to do as a grand finale, but it’s well…” she averted her gaze, “I’m nervous, about doing something like this on stage, in light of everything.”

Meaning it was probably something bondage, or at least calling attention to it in some major way.

“I’m, going to need to make sure I can do something without being triggered, and just want to be comfortable with that side of me again in general,” Trixie continued, “So, if I came to you in a couple of days, and asked you to, um, t-to…”

“You, want me, to tie, you up?” Starlight asked softly, her heart racing at the thought, along with her loins feeling a bit warm.

“Please Starlight,” Trixie looked into Starlight eyes tearfully, “You’re literally, the only person I’d trust with this right now. I’m scared. I’m scared that I may never, feel safe with my kink again. But you understand me. You understand how much this side means to me, and I know you won’t abuse me like Blueblood did. I need you.”

Starlight… you’re the one it has to be…!

No one else will keep me safe like you…!

Save me, Starlight…! Please…!

She could feel it. There was no doubt in her mind now Trixie felt, at the very least after what happened. Was this just because of how heightened their emotions were though? Was this because of how Starlight saved her life? Or was this, genuine? Either way, what Trixie was asking Starlight was very major, and very personal.

Also, she could feel it through her empathy, Trixie was in a very vulnerable state. She needed to choose her words carefully. No matter what she said, her relationship with Trixie would change forever…

“What I said before, about doing whatever I had to do in order to make this right,” Starlight looked her dead in the eyes, “I meant, every word.”

Trixie’s eyes widened. As their hands were still touching, Starlight could feel her elation. There was no going back now.

“So long as we take things slow, for both of our sakes,” Starlight took a breath, “Then I’d love to be, your um, y-your new, D-Dom.”

Instantly, Starlight was crushed by Trixie wrapping her arms around her, hugging her tightly and lovingly.

“Thank you…!” she said trembling, Starlight’s shoulder feeling wet from Trixie’s tears, “I… I wanted to ask you to do this for so long…! When you mentioned to me, that if we were in a BDSM relationship, you wouldn’t abuse me…!”

“Trixie…” Starlight said softly. Apparently Trixie really took what Starlight said to heart.

“Ever since that day, I’ve thought about what it’d be like to be your Sub, and… I realized something,” she looked into Starlight’s eyes adoringly, “Right now, the only person in the whole world I trust with this is you. You listen to me, you take me seriously, you saved my life, and most of all, you make me feel safe in my daily life. You’re, truly everything I was looking for in a Dom.”

Starlight looked at Trixie wide eyed, taking in how genuine she was being. She then closed her eyes and smiled, “Then, as your new Dom, the first rule I can think of for this, is that you always communicate with me about what you want. If something makes you uncomfortable, or if I ever take things too far, tell me. Also, we’ll need to work out a safe word or a signal, so if anything happens either of us don’t like, we can end what we’re doing.”

Trixie nodded, her cheeks rosy, “Alright. Um, think this weekend, we could maybe try something bondage related?”

Starlight nodded, “Sure. And later, we can work out terms for how we’ll handle things moving forward.”

“Thank you so much, Starlight,” Trixie smiled lovingly, “Truly, this means the world to me.”

“You’re more than welcome, Trixie,” Starlight smiled in return. They’d take things slow for now, but this was a major step in the two of them becoming closer than just friends. Starlight felt significantly closer to Trixie.

Starlight and Trixie spent the rest of the day discussing some of the things they’d want to do as Dom and Sub, though Starlight chose not to tell her about the dreams quite yet. Still, this was official now. Starlight and Trixie were now in an S&M relationship.

Late Night

song: Organization 13 - Kingdom Hearts 2

It took a while, but they eventually tracked down the young singer’s dream. It was further away from where the Trickster’s team went to last, but was close to another dream. Looked like the member of some gang if the other books close by were any indication.

They’d check that one later though. Right now, this was someone Chrysalis knew she could mold into a new Sister.

The world she created was dark, dreary, and truly dismal. They saw what looked like the remains of an old city, one that had been torn asunder by either savages, monsters, or some great disaster. In the center most section of the Dream, they found ancient ruins. Most, if not all of the Shadows were gathered in the center most area of the ruins, where after questioning one Shadow, they learned was actually where a ritual was being held.

A ritual to sacrifice someone known as “The Maiden of Ruin”.

“Damn it! That must be her!” Sunset swore, the Shadow in her Persona’s fiery grip as it charged up its attack, “Chrysie, you heard that, right? We’re running out of time!”

“No, this is perfect,” Chrysalis said, leaning against a wall and reading a book, seemingly completely relaxed, “If she’s this far bathed in the darkness, then the light will seem that much brighter once she lays eyes upon it.”

“None of that’s gonna matter in a bit if she dies before she sees it,” Sunset protested.

“Then I suggest you let go of your toy over there and follow me deeper inside,” Chrysalis pushed off the wall and sauntered off. Sunset swore to herself.

“I swear, nothing ever gets a rise out of that cunt. Guren, end his miserable life!” Sunset ordered her Persona, whose arm exploded in flames, burning the Shadow to cinders. She then followed her partner deeper inside the ruins.

“And thus, it is on this momentous day, that our ritual may begin! To rid this world of the Harlot, who's song will bring destruction and chaos to the world!” the leader proclaimed to the crowd, wearing purple and white robes akin to what a high priest would wear. The crowd before him were all those strange black creatures, all of them with red eyes and masks, and wearing similar robes, but far less ornate.

As he continued his speech, she pulled furiously at the ropes binding her to the stone table in the middle of the altar. She was wearing similar robes as the others, but hers were torn beyond decency, leaving her breasts and crotch completely exposed. Black ropes wrapped tightly all around her body, going all the way down to her ankles, a black band wrapped tightly around her mouth gagging her, a metal collar around her neck, and matching shackles around her ankles, both of which connected to chains to keep her from sitting up or trying to move. The ropes were so tight, breathing hurt from how they wrapped around her chest and stomach, and no matter how much she struggled, they didn’t give in the slightest. She let out the loudest scream she could, praying someone could hear her.

I’ll either die here, or I’ll bring about the end of the world…!

I’ll admit, I truly hoped that if I had to choose… it’d be the latter…

“Now that the Maiden’s song has been silence,” he continued, “her song can no longer bring destruction to this world.” he turned to her and looked at her with a lecherous grin, “It’s truly a shame you chose death over a life as my bride.” he leaned in as she glared at him, “You brought this upon yourself.” he whispered, only for her to hear.

She hated this man so much. She recognized him from her waking life, though there his eyes were brown instead of yellow. There, he was her and her sister’s manager, Svengallop. When it came to their careers as singers, he didn’t love music like they did. All he cared about was the money that he could make off of their singing and image. At least, that’s how it was for “The Sirens” as a whole. When it came to her, he wanted a lot more. He wanted to own her; mind, body, and soul.

He pretty much brainwashed her mind, to the point where she still hadn’t told her sisters the truth about him…

He’d had so much fun with her body, that she’d started deluding herself into liking it somewhat…

But her soul… that was God’s first, and hers second. He would never give him that…! And if the only way to ensure she kept it was to die, then...

Aria… Sonata… I’m sorry I couldn’t be stronger…!

Please escape him…! Leave him, before he does to you…!

What he’s… done… to me…!

Svengallop licked her cheek, and then turned back to the crowd, “Prepare the spell! Let the sacrificing ritual begin!”

As the Shadows cheered and got into position, the former “Maiden of Ruin” as they enjoyed calling her continued to struggle in vain, getting more frantic as time went on. The area around her began to glow red, and she could feel a terrible power building around her. All the while, her Manager looked at her with insane glee, knowing that no one was coming to her rescue.

Dear God…! Please have mercy on me…!

I… I don’t want this…!

If my only other choice, is to bring about the end of days… then fine… I accept…!

Just please… don’t let me die here…!

DON’T LET ME DIE HERE!!!

song: You're not a heroine, it's me - Blue Reflection

No sooner than when she finished her prayer, gunshots were heard, followed by members of Svengallop's congregation falling to the ground dead, as someone them down. The captured Maiden looked up to see her savior, a young girl about her age, maybe give or take a year, with extremely long red and orange hair, wearing an ornate red and golden loin cloth dress that hugged her waist and accentuated her bosom, and showed off her hips and legs perfectly, black boots that were high heeled, and red gloves that went all up her arms. In her hands where two very large hand guns with barrels that looked about a foot long, and around her left ring finger was a silver ring with a red gem in the middle.

One of the monsters reached for her, but she screamed in rage, and whacked him in the face with her gun, knocking him down and shooting him in the head, “I didn’t give you permission to touch me!” she then proceeded to dance around, whacking the monsters with her guns and then shooting them back.

“What is the meaning of this?!” Svengallop cried, “Who dares interrupt this sacred ritu-”

“ELPHABA!!!”

A sickly green flame shot at the manager, knocking him off the altar. The young singer looked to see where it came from, and saw another woman walking up. She had extremely long and straight green hair, long green nails, and wore a tight, fancy green and black mini dress that hugged her curvy body perfectly, and opened at the top to reveal an almost indecent amount of cleavage, fishnet stockings, fishnet fingerless gloves, black high heels, a traditional witches hat that was lowered over her face, covering her eyes, and green lipstick. In her hands was a book that she seemed to be reading from, and on her left ring finger was a similar ring, but hers had a green gem embedded in it, one with a clearly defined pentagram inside.

They were, witches! That fortune teller, she said that her destiny would be revealed to her by a witch who wore a silver ring with a pentagram inside of a gemstone! Was she…

“A sacred ritual? How absurd,” the green haired witch said, her voice deep and sensual, “The only “deity” you serve, is the disgusting snake between your legs.”

“You…! You’re a witch!” Svengallop cried shakily, “One who has, r-renounced God… and sold their soul for power!”

The green haired woman laughed, “Well, you’re not wrong about my companion and I being witches, but renounced God? Sold my soul? No no no~ It’s the exact opposite, for I, am one who stands in the light, shined down by the Eyes of God!”

Her eyes widened. This couldn’t be a coincidence! She prayed to God for salvation, and these witches… they were sent… by…

The green haired witch turned to her, and spread her arms, “Rejoice! Today is not a day of Darkness! Today is a day of Light, for you my dear, have been chosen by the Eyes of Nyx!”

She looked almost fanatical… and yet there was something almost, alluring about her. Like she shined brightest in the room at all times.

“You witches will pay for this! Kill them! Kill them both!” the Manager ordered. All of the black skinned demons still alive melted away, revealing monsters of all sorts. Seeing this, she couldn’t help but scream through her gag.

“Shh… don’t fret, my dear,” the green haired witch said, gently caressing her cheek, “You have nothing to fear.”

She teared up, shaking her head. She didn’t know! Whenever they turned into these things, they were even stronger! They’d kill them!

“I know honey,” she said softly, “I know its scary, and you’ve been made to fear them. But you’re safe now. Sunset,” she looked up at her companion, “Be a dear and give her a demonstration?”

“Gladly!” she held up the hand wearing the ring, “Charge forth my Persona, Guren!” she was engulfed in flames, and from the fire formed a terrifying looking spirit shaped like red and gold knight’s armor, wearing a tattered red cape with a symbol in the vague shape of a bird* on it, red hair coming out of the back of the helmet, and a single red eye glaring from within the visor. The left arm was holding a large blade, and the right arm was seemingly made of red flames, and shaped more like a vicious claw.

The monsters rushed at the girl, revealed to be Sunset, but the spirit before her slammed its claw on the ground, and a wave of fire shot out of the ground and engulfed them.

Still bound, she watched in amazement as Sunset seemed to guide the flaming knight before her, easily ripping through the monsters even in their true forms. How was she… doing this…?

“What you’re seeing, is called a Persona,” the green haired witch said, “It is the source of a witch’s magic. How they cast their spells, and where the power to kill Shadows comes from.”

Shadows…? Was that, what they were called…?

“You have the same gift,” she continued, the maiden able to feel she was looking at her despite her eyes being covered by her hat still, “All you have to do, is claim it for your own.” she held a hand to her ear, “Can you hear it? The voice of your rage? The voice of your hatred? Listen to its words, take them to heart.”

The voice of her hatred? What did she mean by that?

So, are you done holding back now?

She gasped, feeling something in her heart. That was, her voice…?

Ever since you heard that fortune, you’ve feared your voice.

And it was that fear, that led you to that man, who took control of you.

He stole your body, he stole your mind, and now he tried to claim your spirit.

It’s time to get control again.

Embrace your true voice! Embrace your true power!

The power, to sing forth the End of the World!

Right… she said it in her prayer… that if the only other alternative was to embrace her terrifying song… she’d do so, if it meant living. She could feel her temperature rising. Like she’d explode at any moment.

“You feel it, don’t you?” the green haired woman asked, “Your temperature rising to a fever pitch, your anger becoming all consuming, so much that you can’t ignore it.”

She nodded, sweating a bit as her breathing became heavier. She could feel herself getting light headed. Something was clawing itself out of her. Trying to escape. Should she… let it free?

Yes…! Please let me out…!

Set me free, and we will together, sing the song of HIS demise!

Set your power free of its chains!

Let it go…!

Let it go!

LET IT GO!!!

She shut her eyes tightly, and then, relaxed, letting the flame within free. Instantly she exploded in an all consuming blaze. The chains melted away, the ropes burned away, and her “clothes” burned away, quickly replaced with a tight, purple cocktail dress that sparkled and showed off her left leg and hip perfectly, purple stiletto high heels, a golden belt around her waist and a fluffy golden scarf that hung over her shoulders, making her look like a high class super star. Her purple eye shadow and red lipstick was replaced, in her long and full orange and golden hair appeared a purple spiked headband, and as she held her hand out, the flames converged into a long silver staff with multiple gems adorning its base, the top of it shaped vaguely like a gold and purple microphone. On her left hand, the flames converged around her ring finger, forming a Channeling Ring with a dark purple gemstone adorned in a golden frame.

Just as the Manager gathered himself to run up to the alter, the flames dispersed, revealing her new form, knocking him down to his ass. As she gazed down at him hatefully, the flames turned blue and formed a spirit behind her. This spirit had pale white skin that was almost blue, and had pure white hair with vapor falling off of it constantly, a dark blue Queen’s gown with white accents, long nails like claws, and at the bottom of the dress where her feet would be, was a cloud of pure vapor. Her eyes were deep blue with a perpetual glare, her mouth was covered by a blue veil, and on her head was a silver crown made of ice.

“Thou art I, and I am thou! My name is Elsa, the Snow Queen! Embrace your new self, Adagio Dazzle! Let the storm of your song rage on!”

“So, Destruction of the World it is, then,” Adagio said softly, nursing her new ring and shedding a single tear. She then looked at her “Manager” with eyes wide with rage, “You… have used me for the last time!”

“A-Adagio…?” he stammered, scampering away from her as she walked down the altar.

“You took something from me, that I’ll never get back,” she seethed, “Something, I’ll never be able to give to anyone else of my choosing. Since you took something from me,” she readied her staff, “I’ll take something, from you.”

“Do it,” the green haired witch urged, smiling proudly, “Take back your life, with your own power!”

Adagio's Song: Bring Me to Life from Evanescence

She raised her staff to her lips, and music was heard around all of them. She then began to sing into her magical microphone, her voice lovely to listen to, but there was something behind her voice. A barely contained rage.

One that was quickly unleashed as her song became one of anger, regret, and pain.

Pain that the Manager’s Shadow felt, as he held his head, screaming in agony, almost as if the song he was hearing was ripping into his very being. As the song hit the chorus, his screams became louder, echoing all through the ruins.

She let herself lose herself to her music, her song almost a plea for help. Whether she was begging the witches to rescue her, her sisters, God, or demanding that her former Manager give back what he stole, she didn’t know. All she knew was she wanted, needed something.

“Make her stop…!” Svengallop’s Shadow cried, “PLEASE! MAKE HER STOP SINGING!”

The Shadows charged at Adagio. Sunset was going to rush to help her, but Chrysalis held her back and shook her head.

Adagio noticed the Shadows, and while still singing, willed Elsa to attack. Her Persona spun around, creating a powerful ice tornado around herself and Adagio, freezing all of the Shadows instantly. She then slashed all of them, breaking them apart. Meanwhile, Adagio's song continued as she poured even more hate and pain into her voice.

And Svengallop, felt, every, bit of it.

The Manager tried to crawl away from her as she sang, but she followed him, eventually stepping on his back and pressing him to the floor, forcing him to listen to her full song. It was kind of a gruesome scene, especially when his ears began to bleed. Then his eyes began to bleed, and he screamed loudly in pain and agony.

“Holy shit,” Sunset muttered, “I’ve heard of a killer singing voice, but…”

“Didn’t she say that she’d bring about the end of the world?” the green haired witch asked.

“Yeah. Something about her song having the power to-” she stopped and looked, “Oh.”

“I think she’s the one we’ve been looking for,” the green haired witch smiled, “With her, we’ll be able to revive Strega.”

When she stopped singing, the Manager’s Shadow fell limp, and faded away. Adagio’s Persona vanished into her Channeling Ring, and she fell to her knees, breaking into deep and heavy sobs.

The green haired witch walked over to her, knelt beside her, and hugged her closely, “It’s alright, honey. It’s over now. Just let it all out.”

And let it out she did. She held onto her savior, crying into her bosom and letting years of pain held in out finally. She’d ask who these two were later, but for now, she just needed comfort.

Thank you, God…!

Thank you for sending your Angels to come in my hour of need…!

* this is the symbol on the cape:

Fool – Seekers of Light: 5/10
Magician – Trixie Lulamoon: 7/10 LEVEL UP!!!!
Priestess – Diamond Tiara: 6/10 LEVEL UP!!!!
The Empress – Ms. Tia: 3/10
The Lovers - Pinkamena Diane Pie: 1/10
Chariot – Rainbow Dash: 2/10
The Devil – Silver Spoon: 3/10
Hermit – Sunburst: 2/10
Transformation - Ms. Luna: 1/10

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