Shadow Slave Cinema (reaction fanfic)

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!Disclaimer!

Some parts will NOT be directly from the Original Story, but I took a try at writing what COULD have happened, but we didn't get to see :o

Parts that I adapted will have " *-*-*-*-* " at the beginning and end, and if you're skeptical whether I can write something close to G3's level, then you can just skip past these parts, to the good ol' reactions!

I just thought it would be a fun thing to do :)

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The screen continued to change, now showing the two groups standing a few feet away from each other, the silence so deafening, they could hear their own heartbeats.

"You look a little familiar, young man. Say, have we met before?"

The tone of his voice was perfectly friendly, and so were his words. But she suddenly felt suffocated, as if there was something eerily, maddeningly wrong with it all.

Her teacher's answer was a little somber: "As a matter of fact, we have indeed met before. Although I doubt that you'll remember. In any case, why don't you and your friends continue onward? Let's part on friendly terms and go our separate ways. How about it?"

There was another lengthy silence. Shivering, Rain heard a strange rustle come from the direction of the three strangers.

Their surroundings were slowly turning colder.

"The Skinwalker is familiar with him?" Silent Stalker said, unease in her voice,

"It would seem so…however, I am curious as to what this man did for such an abomination to remember him…" Saint Cor muttered with seriousness.

The separate groups looked at each other in seriousness at the claim, fear growing in their hearts at the possibility of what Sunny was capable of, to catch the interest of such an existence.

It was a simple hivemind, with one aim.

To grow, spread, destroy and corrupt all.

And yet, it now seemed to be faltering. For once in its existence, something other than these four universal laws was now painted on its mind.

Curiosity.

"Maybe he's encountered it on a variety of occasions" Kai surmised in a low voice.

Nephis's eyes narrowed, as she remembered her encounter with the being in the forsaken desert after escaping the Nightmare gate that opened in Antarctica. How it had caught her off guard, causing her to unleash her flames at full power, leaving it a charred corpse.

In these last four years she had sparsely come across it, and yet it never held animosity, disdain or anything else in its eyes when it had been before her.

Was her act against one of its vessels such a trivial matter in its eyes?

If so, then what the hell had Sunny done to take its interest….

"No….it would seem that he has done something quite insane to catch its interest" she said in a low tone, going over countless possibilities.

Both Valor and Song shuddered at the claim.

Those who had managed to escape the catastrophic Nightmare gate that had opened in the midst of the war, had all had the misfortune of running into the thing, some worse than others. Although most had grown and become stronger, incomparable to the past, scars still remained.

They remembered how it effortlessly broke their bones, tore their flesh, crushed their spirit, toying with them effortlessly. Kai, Morgan and Seishan especially all shuddered at the memories they had pushed down, as Nephis also slightly touched her neck, remembering the horrible visage she had seen on its face before it had snapped her neck like a twig.

Slowly, they turned their gazes as the screen shifted again.

Only another calamity was equally worthy of another's attention, and their souls burned to witness it.

Her teacher took a deep breath.

Rain could hear his voice turning dangerously cold: "Listen here, bastard…"

She had never heard such coldness in his voice before, and the unfamiliarity scared her.

"You might have managed to claw your way out of Dread's Tomb, but so did I. You might have survived in the depths of a thousand hells, but so did. So save me the theatrics and be on your way Otherwise, I'll stop being gracious and skin you alive!"

Rain shuddered.

The cohort stared silently at the scene as the statement boomed in their minds.

'So he had been with us through that entire hell….and yet…..we forgot him'

The eternal Sea of Time.

The Serpent King.

The Temple of Drowned.

Windflower.

Twilight.

The Plagues.

He had been by their side the whole time, but now, he was just a seeming shadow of the past. Although they knew before the statement that he had likely been with them, the shock wasn't watered down in the slightest.

They all felt terrible sinking feelings in their body.

Although they didn't know how they had forgotten and were certainly not accountable for the act, they still felt guilty…no…..they felt awful. To have gone through such a thing, all to be left alone, cast away from the world.

Fading away like darkness at dawn.

Like he never existed.

Effie brought her hands up to her face, as she aggressively wiped her reddening eyes, while Kai, Jet and Nephis stood silently, a look of absolute remorse and pain, painted on their faces.

Cassie also silently watched the scene, as her fingers once again began to violently twitch, her mouth opened as she croaked,

"The weapon….." she whispered

The world quaked, and then, Rain was suddenly enveloped by absolute darkness.

It was as if an Impenetrable wall rose to surround her from all sides.

Eyes widened as hands shook.

They had been selfishly itching to see Sunny fight, and now it seemed like his actions were once again, about to be hidden from the world. Effie shot up in protest.

"Fuck! Not now!" she yelled, as the eyes of everyone slightly twitched in sympathy. The screen to their delight however, once again shifted from the displayed to darkness, now showing the outside as the two calamities still stood opposite in silence.

Eyes twinkled in delight at the prospect of finally seeing him fight, as everyone held their breath.

Beastmaster leaned forward, a dangerous glint in her eyes, as she licked her lips,

"Maybe he is hard boiled…" she mumbled in a seductive tone, gaining looks of intrigue from the other Blood Sisters.

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Sunny stared silently at the cocoon of darkness, seemingly evaluating its integrity, before turning to face the SkinWalker vessels as he remained in place, his lips slightly curling,

"I'm sorry" he said flatly,

The SkinWalker paused, as all its heads tilted to the side, opening their mouths in unison.

"W-Why…why…beco…..become….a…part….of….u-us?" it croaked in an unusual tone, something human vocal cords were not capable of producing.

Sunny remained unphased,

"No..", he replied calmly, as it took another threatening step towards him.

His expression immediately dropped, as all emotion drained and his muscles tightened, the endless darkness in his eyes stirring as the surrounding shadows twitched.

"I just can't have my disciple doubting her master," his voice full of mirth,

The forest exploded.

Hundreds of inky tentacles rose in all directions, towering over the forest as they crashed down on where the SkinWalkers stood, the world quaking from each impact as the ground split and shattered.

The onslaught went on for several seconds, decimating the forest, transforming it into a completely new landscape

Sunny himself stood indifferently on an especially large tentacle above the scene, as clouds of dust began to form, his face blank as he watched silently, before taking a step off and plummeting onto the battlefield.

Landing on the ground, he cracked his fingers, as his eyes scanned the area.

Three figures shot out of the cloud of dust, blurring towards Sunny. The Skinwalkers bodies now mangled, with protruding bones and twisted limbs, yet they remained indifferent with a mad look on their faces.

Sunny stretched out his arm, a long glorious odachi rising from his palm, as he seemingly blinked before the creatures.

His body became a blur of black, his limbs flashing in coordination, as the Odachi hissed through the air, blood flying in all directions as it began to paint the ground, like an abstract painting. Inhuman howls and screeches echoed across the battlefield in response, yet Sunny remained silent.

Since not a single drop belonged to him.

Speed became indescribable, as he seemed to appear and disappear around the SkinWalkers almost too fast for the naked eye to discern, leaving a trail of afterimages around the abominations.

One of them seemed to begin to adapt to his movements, as it's body audibly snapped around and lunged towards….it's own shadow.

Its intuition paid off, as Sunny shot out of it, unphased by the claw swinging towards, simply weaving around it and delivering a devastating kick, sending it flying away, as the other bodies rushed towards him.

The spectators all marveled at the scene. This was how a Saint….no…..a Divine fought. It was a true spectacle, witnessing his overwhelming intensity and knowledgeable battle experience.

It was a bloody, but they couldn't help but recognise it as Un Combat Élégant,

His cold mentality, his fluid movements….it was alluring, whether one took an interest in combat or not.

Rain was especially entranced by what was being displayed before her, failing to keep her mouth from hanging open. Begrudgingly, she had some spiteful doubts about her Master, but never openly chastised him about her suspicions, as he exuded a chilling feeling.

But now, she had immediately cast aside any doubts she had….weirdly feeling guilty about having even slightly felt such things

"This disciple will never doubt you again…" she whispered as a grin continued to grow on her face.

Nephis was also, rarely, seemingly enamoured by the sight, her eyes twinkling like an entranced child, her lips curling.

"Beautiful…" she muttered, earning another shocked look from Effie.

The body that had been sent flying, finally crashed into a mound of rubble with a deafening boom, silence screamed for a few seconds, before it slowly rose from the indent.

Its eyes moved, slowly planting themselves on the cocoon of darkness a few meters away, as a chilling smile crept its face. Its body twitched as it launched itself towards it, reaching a few steps away, before its momentum was halted, and its body violently shuddered.

It craned its head down, to curiously find…..a seven fingered claw piercing through its chest, gripping a black pulsating heart, presented before its face as Sunny slowly rose from its shadow.

Bones snapped, as it twisted its neck an entire 180 degrees, lunging forward, snapping its mouth like a rabid animal.

Sunny tilted his head, but not quick enough, as its teeth managed to tear a small chunk of flesh off from his cheek.

Yet he didn't make a sound, let alone flinch, as he silently raised his shadow arm, lifting the body off the ground as it wriggled to free itself. The remaining two bodies blinked behind Sunny, yet he simply manifested two more hands on his back, grabbing them by their necks, as he also raised them off the ground.

Sunny paused, holding the writhing creatures helplessly, before a sinister smiled formed on his face.

The arms twitched as they moved, sending the bodies shooting up, soaring high above the battlefield. Their momentum continued to carry them until they reached peak, the bodies now aligned behind each other, limp.

On the ground, the Odachi in his palm rippled, flowing like ink into the form of a grand war-bow. Swiftly manifesting a shadow arrow from his feet, he knocked it on the string, drawing it back, his muscles pronounced under his clothes, as he took a quick gasp of air, before letting go.

The arrow moved like a black comet, a deafening shockwave booming, causing the dust to seemingly rush away from the area, in fear.

It appeared before them in the blink of an eye, as it effortlessly pierced all three bodies where their hearts were, leaving a gaping hole.

Motionlessly, they fell back to earth, crashing into the ground with a bang, as shadow hands manifested, slowly dragging them towards Sunny, placing them on top of each other.

Sunny walked over, stopping, silently staring at the pile of mangled bodies, as they slightly twitched, their wounds slowly healing. He took a step forward, arriving next to the heads, looking down at them with disdain, as their eyes stared back at him.

"May you find torment and anguish in Shadow…" he snarled, before raising his foot and bringing it down, splattering the heads, as the bodies finally fell still.

He slowly tidied his hair, pulling into a neat knot, before turning to the cocoon, breathing a sigh of relief and he dismissed it, Rain's shaking body coming into view, a look of relief and happiness on her face.

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The theatre was in silence.

Three vessels of the abomination, destroyed just like that, in less than a minute. Everyone was at a loss, unable to form words, their bodies slightly trembling, some more than others. Whether they realised it or acknowledged it, their body already had.

It was the most primal and primitive instinct that existed in every form of life.

It was fear.

Like prey before a predator, they unconsciously recognized Sunny as a true predator, a force to be reckoned with and feared, an apex at the top of the food chain.

His way of fighting was….deplorable. It had no clear direction, building up for a specific moment, following a specific style or targeting a specific aspect of his opponent.

It was everything and more.

There were no rules, he simply fought without restraint, destroying both his opponent and their morale, spitting them out like garbage.

One word could only describe it, being that it was truly…..treacherous.

"Gods…" Kai breathlessly gasped, his eyes wide,

"He's the one", Beastmaster hummed in excitement as her toes slightly curled, except this time, her sister didn't give her any questionable looks.

They also acknowledged him, some even slightly envious at Beastmasters early claim on this gem, wanting to take him for their own pleasure.

Nephis remained silent, deep in thought going over the battle in her mind.

Her eyes moved back and forth as she went through thousands of scenarios with her in the same situation. In all of them she won, but in very few she came out almost unscathed like Sunny. While her battle art involved carefully placed vulnerability of her limbs and body to lure her opponent in and damage her before she retaliated, her flames would heal and render almost every attack meaningless. Yes, the damage was calculated, but it was damage nonetheless.

But Sunny didn't have her healing abilities.

And yet, he triumphed with a slight scratch which didn't even damage or move him.

A complete overwhelming victory.

Strangely… she felt, giddish….slightly envious and impatient. She silently yearned to clash blades with him, going all out with her flames and honed techniques, without holding back. Rarely, other than Nightmare Creatures, none could match her, leaving her slightly disappointed.

Now, a seemingly worthy person, someone who had possibly been close to them and her, stood before her eyes.

Had they trained together in the past? Did she teach him? Or had he actually taught her?

A look of hunger grew on her face as her eyes narrowed.

"I want to fight him" she whispered, catching a look of amusement from the cohort.

Effie coughed, "Princess you shouldn't be saying things like that about your boyfriend" she jokingly commented, prepared to receive her punishment.

And yet, Nephis was still seemingly captivated by the performance, unresponding, causing Effie to grin and continue.

"You know….there are other forms of combat you can partake in with him" she cooed mischievously.

Nephis turned her head, her eyes growing in fascination, beckoning her to continue. Effie beamed in pure delight, fighting down a laugh.

"There is an entirely different form of combat, one where women are quite proficient in and find even more pleasure in, which you now have the opportunity to experience knowing you two were close. I myself am quite a veteran!" she excitedly exclaimed, puffing her chest.

Nephis face remained the same, as a slow, oblivious smile curled on her lips.

"I would like to learn about this other combat when we are out of this ordeal" she replied, content in her voice at the prospect of talking to Effie on a common ground.

Effie squealed in excitement as the other cohort members silently watched the scene, sighs escaping their lips.

It seemed that the only incorruptible being in existence….was about to succumb to a….different…..type of corruption.

The screen began to fide as colors dimmed, returning to the usual blank state.

Applause could be heard, as Noctis stood up, vigorously clapping while his face beamed.

"Marvelous! Encore! Truly it is such a shame that it ended so quickly!" he enthusiastically exclaimed, his lips pouting.

Nobody joined him, but they silently agreed, truly it was quite the performance they had witnessed.

"His battle art is quite…..unique" Morgan mumbled, similar to Nephis, also going over countless scenarios in her mind.

Whispers among the people softened, as Daeron slowly rose.

"No…." his voice echoed in the theatre, earning inquisitive looks.

"No?" Jet questioned,

He stood in silence for a few seconds, before his voice sounded "His performance is remarkable, even from my point, but….." he mumbled.

"That is not his battle art" he echoed, causing everyone to shift.

Not his battle art? How? What the hell did they just watch then?

"Why do you say so?" Tyris quickly replied, causing Saint Roan to shift, perturbed by the unusual sign of emotion on his wife's face.

Daeron glanced at her, before turning back to the screen.

"Because, he didn't even use his avatars…" he solemnly replied.

Everyone froze. They had been completely captivated by the fight that it had completely slipped their minds. Sunny supposedly had multiple bodies, and yet all of this was done….by only one.

A single one of his avatars was capable of such a slaughter, their stomachs dropped, unwilling to accept reality.

If one was capable of such a merciless performance….then what the hell would happen when he used all of his bodies…..

Audible gulps could be heard as people shifted in their seats. Revel was especially troubled, having for a while surmised that she could somewhat counter him in a fight due to the nature of her aspect. But even now, she was having doubts about how she could take him own, or even so much as damage him.

"That's not all…." Julius commented, causing head to turn.

"His skin is….special" he muttered out loud, stroking his chin in deep thought.

Effie coughed.

"W-Well yes, it does indeed have a unique porcelain allure to it, but I don't see anything too eye-catching otherwise" she stammered with an awkward smile.

Julius stared at he blankly,

"I mean the nature about how he didn't bleed from the cut he received" he sadly flatly in confusion tilting his head. Effie froze, realizing what she had just said as yes looked at her in amusement. Thankfully, he continued.

"Additionally, when he leaped down, he didn't even brace his legs upon impact. Even with the biological qualities of a Transcendent, it is impossible for one to do so unless their bones are far stronger than any known material" he commented.

Luster rose in protest,

"B-But doesn't his Aspect have something to do with creating bodies and shadows??" he exclaimed in disbelief, unable to control himself.

"An attribute..?" Morgan questioned, her tone growing dark.

"H-How can such a thing exist that's just a cheat!" Kai exclaimed in disbelief.

"Is he even human? Windflower gumbled, her mouth full of popcorn.

Heads slowly turned to Ananke for answers.

She shrugged, "It is out of my knowledge, if anything he strangely seems more like a Nightmare creature, though I feel guilty calling him such" she replied with a smile.

Everyone shuddered,

'Like a Daemon….', they silently thought in unison.

Julius brought his hand up and coughed.

"We shouldn't lose ourselves in contemplation, it is more than likely that we will learn or see some truth in other viewings" he enthusiastically chimmad, earning some blinks and sighs of relief.

He paused.

"We now have five more questions, so maybe we can get some answers sparingly"

Silence settled, signalling agreement as Julius smiled and turned towards the screen.

"Is Sunny human?" he questioned, as everyone leaned forward in anticipation.

The screen didn't respond, as eyes dropped in disappointment. Julius frowned, adjusting his glasses.

"Is Sunny….a Daemon?" he said in a serious tone

Everyone held their breaths as the screen changed, shifting words, until finally…..it changed back to a blank slate. Disappointed gasps rang out.

"Is this thing busted or something?" Effie groaned in annoyance.

"Maybe he's something…..else" Nephis commented, earning a look of intrigue from Mordret, as others shuddered in imagination.

Julius stroked his chin in thought, before raising his head.

"Are the unique qualities of his body from changes that we will have the chance of witnessing?" he said slowly.

The screen blinked

[Yes]

'So something did happen to him for his body to have such peculiarities….'

Julius smiled before turning around to face the audience.

"Well, that's all from this old man, have at it!" he chuckled, slowly lowering himself. Eyes darted, seemingly in consideration on what and who should ask the next question.

Daeron rose, turning his head side to side, as if asking if anyone objected. Nobody said a word.

"Does he have a battle art?" he said in a serious tone, as everyone held their breaths at the result of the final question.

[Incomplete]

Eyes bulged, as fists tightened. If his battle art which they hadn't even seen was incomplete, then what the hell did the final thing look like? Could anyone even muster the will to stand before such a completed art? Lips quivered in prospect at what the "final" form could possibly look like and be capable of.

He already possessed knowledge of a Sorcery capable of rivaling the Gods.

And now….he also possibly had a battle art that could let him hold his ground against such?

It was too much.

"Uncle Sunny strong like me!" Ling happily cheered, pumping his fists in the air.

Slowly people lowered themselves into their seats, out of breath.

"Sain Tyris, Roan, please just summon your daughter so I can distract myself…." Jest muttered as he rubbed his temples, for once, a rare lack of humor on his face.

They silently nodded as they rose and made their way down the aisles, approaching the front.

"Wait." A voice resounded from the top, belonging to Seishan. Tyris and Roan froze, as their eyes narrowed, threatening her not to interfere.

Seishan smiled, "You may want to be ready to calm her," her voice enchanting, an apologetic smile on her face.

"Who knows how she'll react when she sees….us" she said in a careful tone.

Tyris and Roan nodded silently, before making their way to the front. A white light briefly flashed as a young blond haired girl took shape, immediately entering a combative stance as her eyes darted in panic. Tyris and Roan made their way over, the girl's gaze softened as she rushed into their arms.

She looked over their shoulder in panic as she mouthed something that didn't reach the audience's ears. Tyris and Roan slowly nodded as their lips moved, clearly explaining the situation as the girl's eyes twitched, before dawning a look of realization and acceptance. Slowly they turned around, as they made their way over, stopping in front of everyone.

"Greetings everyone, I am Awakened Telle…I-I'll be in your care" she said in a careful low tone.

Heads nodded in acknowledgement, as some flashed understanding smiles, causing her shoulders to relax. They made their way to the second row, before pausing.

There wasn't a spare seat.

Roan cleared his throat, as he faced the screen, considering his actions, dawning a simple polite smile, "Dear screen….may our daughter have a seat next to us?" he asked calmly. The room slightly shuddered, as the seats slowly moved, creating a gap in the middle where a new seat materialized. Telle looked at Roan, who gave her a quick nod as she made her way over, slowly lowering herself.

"Want some popcorn?" a muffled voice sounded to her side, belonging to Windflower who was stretching a bucket towards her, popcorn stuffed in her mouth.

Telle looked at the gesture with a look of fear and curiosity, before obliging and taking a handful.

Effie watched the whole scene with a puzzled look on her face.

'Hang on, why didn't Ling get a seat?' Effie pondered as she looked down at Ling in her lap. He returned the look with an innocent smile, piercing her heart.

"Never mind, thank you omniscient screen…." she mumbled.

Cassie looked around, before taking a deep breath and rising.

"Should we proceed with the saved option?" she announced.

The room immediately became quiet, as the mood took a nosedive, becoming extremely tense. The cohort had followed through with the proposition, and the rest had learned quite a bit from the first option, while the second promised something supposedly even more.

Yet animosity was still held, from the withheld information.

"Let us first see what the new option is…." Saint Cor said in a careful tone, as others nodded in agreement.

The screen shifted again, two statements forming, one familiar and one new,

[A Fated reunion]

[or]

[Shadows never forget]

Brows frowned, the naming was quite ambiguous compared to the earlier two. Was it referring to Sunny or something else that seemingly remembered him? Julius quickly rose.

"What is the context behind the new option?" he remarked, as the words shifted.

[In land long ago, a Shadow wished to live peacefully, but peace he had not. As the Priestess of War came and took something he held dear to his name. The Shadow pleaded, but his efforts were naught, as the Priestess laughed and took what he had long fought for and sought. Shadows are eternal, and they never forget. And soon the Shadow returned, setting ruin to what the Priestess had long built, with not a shred of guilt]

Noctis clamped his mouth shut with his hands immediately, fighting the urge to laugh for once, as he knew that if he did, Solvanne would risk both their lives. He slowly turned to look at her face, to his satisfaction, her muscles visibly contorted under her flawless skin as she violently twitched, a look of indescribable rage on her face.

Feeling his gaze, she slowly turned to Nocits, a look of carefully crafted pure innocence and confusion on his face. Her lips twitched.

"Not a WORD, cur.." she hissed with an almost physical venom.

Noctis tilted his head.

"I didn't say anything" he chimed silently, leaning back and happily throwing popcorn into his mouth.

The cohort was also visibly shocked, as they read the statement, easily correlating it to their Second Nightmare, their feeling of dread worsening at the revelation at how long he had been with them.

"So he was with us even there…" Kai whispered in a solemn tone

Effie nodded,

"Hate it, but it seems so" she lamented with equal remorse, pausing before continuing.

"But it's strange, I wonder what Solvanne did to anger him….to make him….destroy an empire.."

They all stood still in silence. They had destroyed the kingdom of Sevirax and managed to complete the Nightmare by freeing hope, although they didn't remember how. But not in the slightest, could they remember how the War cult met their demise or what had happened to the Sisters of War, as admiration continued to grow for Sunny.

They silently turned to look at Solvanne, but were met with a venomous stare, threatening them not to gloat. Cassie, unphased, stood up to address the audience.

"It seems the new option is related to our Second Nightmare" she loudly stated, causing eyes to narrow.

"A deep comrade…" Morgan muttered in annoyance, continuing to rap her fingers.

"Do you think it's something worth saving or watching?" Daeron questioned

Cassie paused, slightly tempted at the prospect of seeing it as well, before she steadied her thoughts, nodding in dejection.

"No… the prompt implies some form of revenge which may be enticing to some, but doesn't hold any weight with learning about the mystery of how he was forgotten, which should be our priority" she calmly replied.

She paused, glancing at Solvanne, before continuing.

"Additionally, some people may be adamantly against witnessing this option" she said in a careful tone, as Solvanne continued to glare at her with contempt, her gaze caught by others as they looked at her for an answer.

Solvanne noticed the gazes, and kept her look of indifference, a low, unruly rumble resounding from her throat.

"Indeed…I am against this option"

Mordret dawned a cynical smile, debating whether he should push and lead her, before silently nodding his head in dejection.

'There will definitely be some more treats' he sighed internally.

Daeron held Cassie's gaze, before looking around.

"Shall we then proceed with the saved option, and allow the second to be discarded?" he echoed.

To Cassie's delight, silence once again graced her ears, as people had come to an agreement, she had to clench her fist to hide her excitement.

"Finally.." she mumbled in a shaky breath, before nodding at Daeron and turning to the screen.

"A Fated reunion" she loudly announced, quickly sitting down.

The screen shifted, as colors began to bloom, as everyone prepared themselves.

Sunny remained on the porch for a while, watching the pale moon slowly move across the starlit sky. Then, he sighed and went inside. 'I'll clean up the kitchen, then go to bed.

Everything else can wait until tomorrow.' This day had been strangely eventful. He was busy washing the kitchen utensils when the Silver Bell suddenly rang again.

Surprised at the appearance of a late customer, Sunny raised an eyebrow and walked into the dining hall.

"I'm sorry, but we are about to close…"

The words died on his lips.

Everyone stirred at his actions, tense. They had witnessed Sunny do insane things, and yet, this was the first time he had shown signs of fear. Fists clenched, as people leaned forward, wanting to see who had sparked such a reaction.

"Who the hell would put him so on edge…" Rain muttered in fear.

Her ramble caught the attention of some, as gazes moved towards Mordret. He looked side to side, shrugging his shoulders.

"What? He might be a friend!" he said in a cheery tone.

The air vibrated, as glares became dangerous, but Mordret remained unmoved. Effie rose to yell at him, but a sudden movement caught her and everyone else's eye.

A blurry figure came into view, as audible gasps could be heard while eyes widened, as Cassie clenched her armrests.

A terrible sinking feeling taking over her entire body, and for a good reason.

The figure that walked through the door of his cafe….

Was none other than herself.

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A bit dissatisfied with myself, since I wanted to make this long, but was a bit pressed for time.

I took the decision to keep the chapter to normal length (still 5k+ lol), although I said it would be longer, as I didn't want the quality to be impacted and ruin the experience for some.

Main reason is that I will be writing quite an emotional moment in the next chapter, and impact is dependent on taking your time with words.

So I apologize, but I think I'll make a good moment instead of a rushed one 0_0

Hey, at least the next chapter will prob be out in 2 days, since I have a draft now :)

(Please don't hunt me down)

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