The Darkest of Knights

"Margnafuhhhhhhhhhhh....." Zero said, his words incomprehensible as he slowly began to fade into conciousness again. Immediateley, his concerns went to the most obvious place, and he gave Alice a still semi- glazed look. "Is..... Ivy ok?" he asked her, his speech somewhat slurred....

Cyrah knew she was probably going to get the mother of all beatings for what she was doing, but for now she wasn't even remoteley concerned about that. She wasn't- WASN'T- going to let these goons think they were sitting here being pretty because they couldn't bust out if they wanted to, and she CERTAINTLY wasn't going to let them get walked all over. Still controling her remote hand, she had it scurry about aimlessly, running from gunfire as it latched on to the thug's leg, scratching at his leg with it's arsenal of built in tools making it pretty much seem like something you'd expect to see in a futuristic Ammityville and not Gotham City.

Slade squinted as the attack hurtled at him. No, it was too obvious that Batman had more then one intention- Slade was too familiar with those kind of tricks by now to not see it coming a mile away. Normally, Slade would have humored Batman and just rolled with it, but this wasn't 'fight for fun' Slade. No, this was 'I'm going to kill you' Slade. He ducked below the swing and jabbed the lance repeatedly at Batman, going as fast as he could to keep Batfrom gaining any footing or time to ready a counter attack....

"I don't know Zero. Joker says she's safe, but I don't know if you can follow up on his word. I have to go save Karmy now." Alice explained wanting to move before The Joker came in again. The activities that Joker had planned were beginning to have a pattern. Someone would be drugged, sickly, but all would have their life in danger. She had to find or unlock an antidote, distribute it, crack a code, or prevent an explosion. She stormed through the door that lead to Karmy.

The goon that had Cyrah's arm crawling up his leg frightened him to no extent. He screamed like a girl, not the only embarrassing thing the lumox did, he shot his own leg in fear, dropping to the floor. 10 seconds before the bomb blew everyone sky high, the smartest of the group put Barbara's chair back where it was supposed to. "Okay that's it!" He screamed stepping on Cyrah's hand, he picked it up and tossed it out the window. "No more messing around! Dave, cut off her other hand!" He ordered around. There was a silence. Barbara, still dizzy lifted her head up and said "We aren't trapped here with you, you're trapped here with us." A smile crept along her face.

Batman dissipated into a fog. He was... Gone! Lost in the fog. But not just any fog, it was more dense, it was Jonathan Crane's one and only Fear Toxin. His voice trailed off into Slade's head, "Tell me Slade, what are you afraid of?"

Slade knew all too well about this drug. His own enhanced healing factor could remove it in seconds, but that didn't stop it from initialy entering his system;

Before him, in his drug induced state, appeared the hallucination of Rose. Her body was blasted and charred- as Slade figured it would be after the type of explosion she had perished in. "You did this to me. Your hate killed me. You-" The last thing Slade saw before his advanced ability to heal pulled him out of his stupor was Rose's lifeless face giving him an accusing look.

For a moment, yes, there were pangs of guilt and fear in him.

But it quickly was overwhelmed by rage. So, Batman wanted to fight dirty, did he? Well, Slade had been fighting dirter for far longer. He used fear gas on him- that upped the game. "Cute little toy, but I FEAR it wasn't as effective as you hoped." Slade gloated, trying to get Batman to reveal himself, as a plan hatched in his mind in the midst of the toxic fog.

Cyrah couldn't help but indulge in a sly grin at Barbara's comment-and the thug's own stupidity. One, they wouldn't have a hope in hell of having a saw tough enough to cut HER hand off. And two, he had sent it well on it's way to fullfill ANOTHER task.....

Two more clowns dragged Zero in and tied him up next to the still unconscious Ivy. "Oi!" one of the clowns spectated at the scene. "What's going on here?!" he pulled out a shot gun and cocked if while the other clown worked to connect Zero to the explosives. "You two!" he pointed at Barbara and Cyrah. "Stop." he turned the gun to Ivy's head. "Now."

The Joker had been watching the scuffle in the ring room with such interest that he forgot that Alice was about to enter the last room. "I'd stop right there if I were you." he said over the loudspeaker before heading down to meet her. He walked up to her while she still had her hand on the door and opened it for her. "Ladies first." he gave an obvious fake polite smile.

Instead of entering a room, they entered a long hallway, about twenty feet long and eight feet wide. A soft blue glow emitted from the end of the hall and a closer look revealed it to be Karmy suspended in a large water filled .tubetank Electrodes had been stuck all over her body, leading underneath her shirt to her back and stomach, one on each of her bare feet and one leading to the back where her hands we tied nice and tight. The last electrode was stuck to her forehead and her headband was keeping it in place. A bandage had been wrapped around the hand which Joker had stabbed and only a small amount of blood leaked out. An oxygen mask, strapped firmly to her head, was keeping her from drowning in the water.

"Ah, ah, ah." The Joker grabbed Alice before she could run down the hall. "I wouldn't do that if I were you." he lifted a cover on the wall and jabbed his finger at pad. Suddenly, dozens of lasers appeared down the hall, crisscrossing at random. "Gotta get through these to get to her. Don't worry, they're completely harmless..." he passed his hand through on of the lasers. "to you."

Two sets of numbers appeared on top of the tank: 85°/10V and Karmy was jolted awake. "I'm sure you figured out that it's 85 degrees and 10 volts." the Joker shrugged as he closed the panel. "Every time you pass through one of the lasers, the temperature falls 5 degrees and the voltage doubles. Just make your way through and press the red button at the end." he pointed it out to her. "It'll be fun to see how far you get with that broken rib of yours." he started walking out of the room. "Frankly, I'm just interested on what kills her first. Reaching the freezing point of water or ya know, being shocked to death."

The fear gas alone gave Batman all the time in the world to do what he needed to do, but the constant blabber and explanation of how his tactics were useless seemed to have an ironic twist to it. He was hidden, he blended in with his surroundings, and he was the night. Batman could strike from anywhere, at anytime he wished. He needed Slade to come close enough but far enough for him to realize that it was too late. Batarang drawn, mind focused. It's show time.

If there's one thing you must know of Barbara Gordon, it's this. She hates being useless. Her father told her she couldn't be a cop, she was rejected as a field agent in the GCPD even though her credentials were outstanding, and her sensei always looked down on her. People talked to her as if she was some tiny little girl who couldn't defend herself. Who needed help when a big scary cop shooting villain who dressed up like a giant moth was on the loose. She hated being useless, she hated not taking action, and she hated sitting strapped to a chair with some goon pointing a shotgun at Ivy's face.

Alice looked about to try to see if there's a pattern or space she could squeeze through safely. She wondered how the Joker knew she had broken her rib, maybe the way she walked. That would mean the Joker was more observant than she realized. She took one step forward, and narrowly dodged a laser, once she was in, she had to keep moving. She was doing just fine, she didn't hear Karmy scream and she didn't see any lasers taking her on by surprise. A shock to her leg from the snake bite did though. She fell on the ground triggering two lasers at once, Alice knew she had a far way to go, but this was no way to start it. A sudden cramp and Alice backed herself against the wall for support. A safe zone, she eyed Karmy, hoping she could reach her in time.

75°/100V

Agonizing screams echoed around the hall as Karmy's body became ridged, the electricity crackled through her body, her muscles tightening in a seizure like affect. Her fists had balled up so tight that her wounded hand was bleeding once again, clouding the water around it in blood. Goosebumps speckled her skin from the sudden change in temperature and her body shook as the electricity subsided.

"Two at once this early?" The Joker chuckled over the intercom. "Tsk tsk, at this rate, she'll be dead before you can even get half way!"

Alone. Alone and sorry to be so.

Mame had fled from Slade, from the unfamiliar man who claimed to be the bug she had grown attached to, but now she was something far more frightening, she was utterly alone. And there was only one way to remedy the fright and inevitable melancholy. Crime!! Now Mame had a vague idea of what she wanted to do, she was not the planning sort but losing yourself to the concept of the heist was something she was certain even her rapid, diseased brain could partake in. Anything to distract from the traumatic loss she felt, the crushing oppressive loneliness that threatened to drown her, yes a very nice distraction indeed.

The Gadget Guy, as Mame liked to call him, was easy enough to find if you knew where to look. He lived inside a warehouse at the Northern Gotham Bay district, many villains went to GG for their gizmos and bobbles, the man had a way with making customized weapons. Mame had called ahead of time of course, once her panic attack had settled and her brain forced her to remember that she had had a plan before Slade had skittered into her life, telling him that she wanted explosives, lot's of explosives. GG had of course said that he had some if she needed and that she'd need to pay, but money was of no consequence. After waiting the eight hours he had needed of her to prepare the request that matched her specifications, the blonde psychotic had left the run down theater she had woken up to.

She had spent the eight hours digging through the mess Slade had created for them in the dressing rooms of the Theater, finding her costume and hastily getting into it. She found make up easy enough and after an hour of frustrated tantrums and flailing she had found her domino mask. Mame put a large dusty old trench coat that she had found in the abandoned costume closet on, it just wouldn't do to get caught so quickly because being a mask makes you high profile.

After the initial seven hours was up Mame had decided on a much more conventional way of travel, a Gotham City transit bus would do the trick, she knew of course that it wouldn't take her directly to the warehouse but it would get her close enough, maybe five blocks away. The blonde had waited fifteen minutes before a very big bus pulled up, from what she could see it was filled with people, most of which had tans, so they definitely weren't from Gotham. After paying up the transit fare and taking her place between a pregnant woman holding a baby and an elder man reading a rather torn up book, it was then that something very wrong occurred. They had all given her strange looks, after all she was wearing white make up and a mask, but most of the Metropolis visitors figured it was just a Gotham thing.

Mame could not help the boiling jealousy that percolated just under the surface of her skin, crawling and scratching like tiny fingers against her nerves. She hated them, the pregnant mother playing idly with her toddler, the man running his nose through his pretty tan girlfriends hair, the old man lovingly stroking the rough leather bound book. She hated them, their happiness, all they stood for, all she could never hold onto long enough. She stood up quickly, nearly knocking the old man next to her off the side seat, he glared at her but his face paled quickly as the trench coat fell off the tiny youth. A Large pistol resting in her dainty gloved hand, it wasn't long till the blonde had the gun pointed at the bus drivers head, shouting orders to the passengers. The first to die was the young couple that had sat across from her, two bullets for two lovers, straight through their bleeding hearts. The men and women sat on opposite sides, cramped together as they watched in wide eyed horror as the young teen put another bullet through the pregnant mothers head, leaving the toddler to scream and wail as a older woman snatched it up protectively. This only enraged the murderous girl more.

"What?! What does she have that I don't have?!"

Her own shrill wailing nearly matched the screaming toddler as she began to blast away at the passengers. She only had so many bullets and as she ran out after blowing frantic holes into nearly half of the 28 people in front of her she staggered back to rest against the machine that was used to take peoples bus fare. She rested against it for a moment, panting weakly as the remaining uninjured and living began to grow bold, thinking they could take her physically now that she was gun less, they wanted revenge for her atrocities, no one was getting revenge today but her. The bus driver couldn't grab her per say since he was driving, but he went rigid as he noticed the drooling masked psychotic whip out a very big nasty looking pocket knife. The blonde charged the passengers, struggling and fighting against the unready masses, though she could not avoid injury, a fist to her eye socket, several blows to her head and gut making her dizzy, forcing pained sobs out of her trembling frame as she cut a bloody swath through the fighting men and women who remained.

During her moment of distraction the bus driver had stopped the bus, using his cell phone to call the GCPD. Despite her crazed struggles she had been pinned by three much larger bodies, her head pounding as her jaw swelled from the constant punching, her nose bled profusely and one of her back teeth had become loose. She spat the dislodged tooth into one of the mens faces, worming her arm free of the mans grasp and using the knife they couldn't pry from her grip to shove into the gut of the man straddling her hips to hold her squirming body down onto the bus floor. She crammed it as far as she could into his flesh before tearing it to the side, hot pink intestines spilling out over her suit, staining it with blood and other fluids. The two men holding her arms jerked back in surprise and disgust, allowing her to off the final challenge. There was no one to fight against her now, they'd all die, all the five of them that were left.

To say the inside of the bus was a gory mess was an understatement, the bus driver had escaped, running down the Gotham streets crying frantically for help, that there was a 'crazy b*tch' in his bus slaughtering the passengers. Well that'll teach Metropolis for dumping their smarmy tourist civilians into Gotham. In the time it took the Bus driver to run down the block Mame had the scratching toddler straddled under her, her wide eyes jittering in their sockets as she drooled onto the child's face.

" What do you have that I don't?! What's the difference between you and I?! Tell me!!!"
" Euagh! Waaahhhhaa"

The blonde scoffed in disgust, her knife had broken on the old woman who had protected the child's sternum, her gloved stained hands were pressing down onto the child's windpipe, crushing it in her rage and leaving the tiny figure to twitch and gag vainly for sweet life giving air.

"....You can't tell me anything....."

Mame left the child to die from it's fatal injury, moving to the drivers seat and sitting in it, wiping the blood from her nose off with the back of her hand, eyes bright and frantic as she started the bus again, civilians were peering into it fearfully, looking at the coppery fluid that drizzled down the steps onto the cement, cars behind swerving to avoid the large obstruction that blocked the city street lane. She put her hands on the large steering wheel and sat on the edge of the seat, turning the buss out numbly and putting it in drive before pulling away to tear down the side walk. She was panicked, she had no idea how to get out of this now, and the tumbling bodies and squish of dismembered parts was distracting her from driving. She'd have to ditch the bus somewhere, somewhere public where she could escape with minimal sightings. The warehouse district is where she needed to go, and there were little enough people on the large compound to where it'd only give the police who found the bus a vague idea of where she was.

She drove a long time, the police dispatched knew the bus number but outside of the public transportation vehicle nothing seemed out of the ordinary, except if you looked into the window and saw the blood covered teenager driving it in a black and white tuxedo. It took her an hour to get to the warehouse district and in that time distant sirens haunted her brain, she ditched the bus as soon as she saw the first warehouse. Bailing out of it and running full speed off towards the water, she was already late for her appointment and her mood had soured considerably since the phone call she had with GG.

A half hour of running then stopping to catch her breath, then running again and Mame had finally arrived at her destination. The large ware house looked like any other on the outside, but on the inside there was a great deal of wonders to behold, wonders she'd be partaking in seeing as she had at least had the mind to rob all the bodies within the bus before she had ditched it. She had about two thousand dollars on there, coupled with her 'boundless' charm she was sure she could finagle that much explosives out of GG. She punched the numbers into the doors security panel and busted into the warehouse, marching through the wide room filled with custom made villain themed vehicles and death machines. GG always liked to work in the back where the sun light couldn't reach him, he preferred the flickering florescent lights to the polluted Gotham sky anyway. But he couldn't say the lights did anything to ease the frightening visage of Mame as she busted into his work shop. She was drenched in blood and some sort of clearish orange tinted fluid, panting hard as she leaned against the frame of his door, staring at him as he welded a question mark onto the top of a pimp cane. The bearded man turned off the torch and flicked his black tinted goggles back, his green beanie tinted darker from the sweat that had condensed under it during his work.

" You're an hour late"
" I ran into trouble...sue me"
" I don't want to know, the less I know the less I have to tell the police once they follow your trail and find me"
" You're really something GG...I always liked that hobo look you seemed to have an affinity for"
" I missed you too, now do you have the money?"

Mame winced and walked towards him, pulling all the bloody change and dollar bills out of the pockets of her skirt, all the while GG stared at her, slowly but surely a frown stretched across his face, making him look very much like an angry hobo leprechaun. The blonde finished emptying out her pockets on a clear section of his work desk, flinching as he set the cane down and walked over the desk towards her.

" I can't use this money...What the hell were you thinking?"
" I guess I wasn't.....But there is two thousand bucks there"
" Only Two thousand!?"
" Don't shout! It was all I could get!!"

The bearded man swiped the beanie from his head and ran his knuckles over his greasy sweaty hair, glaring at the haughty psychopath before groaning and shoving his hat back on his head. He turned and walked over to the wall vault in the corner of the work shop, tinkering with the strange code device before pulling out a very large duffle bag. He moved over to her and held it out, annoyance evident in the way he almost tossed the bag into her arms.

" Take it, leave the money and go, I don't need to get caught with you here the way you are"
"Thanks GG"
" Don't thank me, you owe me fifty thousand dollars"
"......Greedy...."

Mame smiled despite herself, hugging her bag to her chest before hefting it over her shoulder, it was super heavy but it didn't seem to bother her. As she turned to leave she was stopped by a hand on her bloody shoulder. She turned to look up at the red haired gadget god, seeming rather put off by the physical contact before she watched him thumb a gesture towards a closet on the other side of the room.

" Take some clean clothes, I think I got a wig in there too.....Least I can do for you, you bloody idiot"
" Why...GG...I didn't know you cared"
"Shut the hell up and do it! This is more for me then you I don't need people seeing you coming from here!"

The blond did as she was told, moving into the closet and taking out some of the mans jeans and plaid lumberjack shirt, there was a black wig in a hat box on one of the shelves inside the closet, which she placed on her head grumpily, she hated wigs. Once she was dressed, she looked like a very tired poorly dressed street urchin, no blood or guts littering her frame, just B.O smelling clothes. She walked out with her ruined costume and moved to grab the bag and go, but GG snatched her costume from her and shook his head.

" I'm going to incinerate this kid"
" What?! No I made that I don't have another!"
"Evidence brat! Just be happy I'm doing this much for you"

Mame pursed her lips but gave a stiff nod before grabbing the duffle bag and walking out of the work shop, listening to the distant grumbling of the bearded man as she headed for the back exit. Slowly but surely a small wicked smile split her features, blue eyes alight with the sick demented thoughts bubbling just behind those bright optical organs.

There would be much suffering in Gotham, and it was all thanks to every single mask and meta human that had ever graced the streets. It was all Batman's fault, it was all Slade's fault. Many innocent people were going to die.

And she just laughed and laughed and laughed.

[God everyone I'm sorry for this monster!]

(short post ._.)

"Hmmmm....." Crimson murmured as he dressed himself in his civilian clothes and walked out into the hallway.

Slade kept his eye open for Batman, whom seemed content to just remain in the shadows. What was this, a game of hide and seek? Slade had a lot of other things he could be doing with his time then sitting here and waiting for Batman to do something. Well, if Batman wanted to sit on his ass, he was perfectly entitled to. He knew his old methods of taunting 'Robin' out didn't work, not anymore. But still, old habbits and all that. "What's the matter, still afraid to face me after all these years?" He called, hoping to provoke some kind of reaction that would give Batman away.

Harvey Dent looked at the gas- cloud that was the battlefeild for Slade and Batman. He frankly couldn't make heads or tails of anything, just maybe a slight trace of movement here or there. But ti was then his patch to the police radios went off in his earpeice, alerting him to what was going in in the incident with Mame. Damn, talk about outright lousy timing- with Batman pre- occupied with Slade and the rest of the heroes in Joker's little funhouse from hell, that more or less left him and Damian, and he wasn't about to separate Batman and Damian. Besides, he had heard about Mame from Batman, he had a feeling he knew how to go about this one. "Keep an eye on him, I'll take this one." He explained to Damian as he turned on his heel and headed for where the police reports had indicated.

As he headed there, he shed the Batface attire along the way- he wouldn't need it, not for this. All he needed was ol' fashioned Harvey Dent, the former Twoface, for this one. He frankly wasn't a dificult man to spot- the mauled half of a face and two tonned attire ware pretty obvious, even in Gotham. Besides, it wasn't like CEO Harvey Dent wasn't a blatantly obvious face. Former crimelord, major catalyst for the Week that Shook the world, and CEO of Wayne enterprises was a pretty hard face to miss. He continued on his way, his eyes peeled for the telltale blonde as he neared where the police radio had said Mame had been seen last, unaware of her face change as of yet...

Cyrah immediateley came to a grinding halt when she had seen the thug put a gun to her future sister in law's head. Bastards, cowardly move holding a gun to someone defenseless. She considered some kind fo insult, but didn't want to make things worse, and just stopped her shenanigans- albeit Zero looked like someone had just stuck a knife in his heart when they threatened Ivy, even when everyone had began to stop.....

Alice grunted, she moaned, and cried. She got up and continued her venture. "It was supposed to go up to 40 volts, not 100." Alice said, "You lied, you're not a man of your word." She walked forward dodging the lasers as best she could. The lasers came close, but she wasn't stupid, she had all the time in the world.

Technically they were all incredibly defenseless though, Ivy more so, seeing how she was knocked out or fainted from the recent events. Barbara sighed, she couldn't do anything. Not anymore, not even moose code, god how stupid are these goons?

Batman had in the darkness set a trap, none that Slade would have acknowledged though, it sprung rather suddenly. The grapple hook shot out to Slade from the darkness of an alley, and Batman was already coming down on Slade like an eagle to it's prey.

(........ Ok uh.. Uh.. Major math fail.. On my part.... )

"Oh.. Huh.." The Joker frowned at the numbers. "Thta wasn't supposed to happen.. Damn Texan made technology. Can't rely on anything made down there." he sighed over the loudspeaker.

Alice crept her way down, if she hadn't broken her ribs, no correction, if Cassius hadn't broken her ribs she would have sprinted down to the finish, jumping over the lasers and making it a fanciful spectacle. Now; this. She could hear her heart pounding, beating, trying to burst out of Alice's chest. Sweat rolled down her forehead like in the cartoons. Each pass was a success. She had to win a little at a time.

A bead of sweat dripped off Alice's chin and conveniently hit one of the lasers. This time, instead of the laser just simply flickering, a loud sound like a fog horn sounded throughout the hall over Karmy's screams. The Joker laughed as the temperature lowered and the voltage raised.

Alice thought he cheated, that was a cheat move, she had a tool in her utility belt, it would undoubtably help her through this round. it was the piece she intended to give to Karmy before she went out to kick his ass. Half of the heart that she picked up at the EQ generator that was conveniently reflective. She had to take this chance, maybe it would be her ticket out. She couldn't bare hearing Karmy scream again.

As Alice slipped the reflective piece of metal through the bright red laser, it bounced off the surface and hit the wall. "Impressive." the Joker rubbed his chin in speculation. "Granted I gotta say that a real Bat would have used that trick before even entering the hallway." he taunted.

"Why don't you just grow a pair Joker?" Alice asked pissed off. The lasers were still hard to dodge, though she was already halfway down the seemingly endless hallway. Creeping down, inch by inch, at least it wouldn't slice her limbs off like a hot knife through butter.

"Why don't you just grow a pair Joker?" Alice asked pissed off. The lasers were still hard to dodge, though she was already halfway down the seemingly endless hallway. Creeping down, inch by inch, at least it wouldn't slice her limbs off like a hot knife through butter.

"Oh I have a very large pair, my sweet. But I'll happily take yours off your hands for you." He said slyly into the mike. Of course the harsh bright lasers didn't slice Alice's limbs off. But it did emit another loud blaring noise as Alice wavered in an awkward stance and her elbow passed through a high laser. The temperature lowered to a chilling 55 degrees and the amount of electricity that passed through Karmy's body scorched the skin around the electrode patches.

"F*ck you Joker!" Alice said passing through the course more carefully now, trying not to hurt her best friend. Could she make it to the end of the hall fast enough? Could she sprint? Would she sprint? Maybe she could run down the hall, hit the button, and free Karmy.

THe Joker zoomed in on Alice's face, noticing the shear determination on her face. "Daily risks must be taken.." he whispered into the mike, not sure if she would hear him. "You can hurt yourself more, that rib of yours is probably digging in deep." he chuckled. "When in doubt, make a fool of yourself. Well, in your case, more of a fool."

Alice was crying from the pain, not weeping, only tears, and she was going to do it. "Karmy hold on!" She shouted down the hall, she ran in with passing nearly every laser and hit the bright red button. "Karmy!"

The water, now far below freezing point, drained from the tank and the glass door opened. Karmy collapsed from the container onto the floor, convulsing violently from the massive amount of volts that had erupted through her body. She wheezed heavily into the oxygen mask, and her multicolored eyes had disappeared into the back of her head, the whites shining bright against the darkened skin rimming her eyes. Her skin was tinged blue from the cold water, hypothermia having set in. "Ahahahah!! You actually did it!" The Joker laughed. "I can NOT believe you pulled such a selfish act!!" he slapped the arm of his chair as he tried to regain some composure.

Alice caught Karmy before she hit the ground, "Karmy.." She whispered, hugging her quickly. "I'm sorry.. I'm so sorry." She held her tightly, coughing. Blood. A lot of it. "Are you okay...?"

"Not sure that she is." The Joker said before the loudspeaker crackled off. Karmy started to calm down but she still quaked from hypothermia. She felt the mask unhooked from her face and whimpered as each electrode was peeled from her skin. "I'm.. sorry.." she stuttered through quivering lips.

"Don't move." Alice instructed, attempting to provide Karmy with enough body heat. She fetched the half heart-shaped piece, hoping she would be alright, hoping her spirits could be lifted. "Here... I'll come back. I promise. I need you to stay strong Karmy. I need you to stay alive." Alice said, blood dribbling from her lips. "Funny huh? How we ended up like this? Worst enemies, to me going at great lenfths to save you." Alice mused.

"Funny."