[Author Note: Hope this final part isn't too corny, I figured it might be for a few of you.]
Becca walked and crunched down toward Shadoe Fae, and then turned her head again at Trident, "Well, can you please tell me how to heal her?"
"I can't believe I am hearing this! She will turn on you after you do!"
"I don't care," Becca hissed, "She gave me so many second chances as Biff, the least I could do is give her one." She was so riled up and concerned for Mrs. Crawford, that she actually missed the fact that she actually said her real name.
Trident groaned at the situation, but she knew for once that this was not going to be an argument she was going to win. "I think you're making a major mistake, but all right. Held out your trident wand and pressed the heart-symbol gem, then put the wand close to her body, close enough to almost touching it. Focus on the concept of healing and concentrated your power, kinda like how you summon your weapon, toward the center of your palms and outward toward the person you want to heal. It might sound a bit much, but it should be an easy technique to learn."
Doing as she was told, Becca found that it actually was as easy as she had been told. Radiant lights were flowing out of the tip of the wand, rotating gently like an easygoing whirlpool; the light itself was delicately soothing. Shadow Fae just stared with an odd mixture of detest from receiving help by the enemy and a reluctant gratitude for being spared. As much joy it would be to actually turn on her like her little friend said, she wasn't the type to be ungrateful. 'Hmph, there will be other time to do it, anyway,' she thought with a dulled annoyance pattern.
Finally heal up fully, Shadoe Fae got up and dusted herself off, before morphing back to her 'original' human form. Glancing at Becca with irritation, growling softly and then let loosed a strong sigh. She really did not want to do what she was about to do, let alone to her hated foe, but Becca did actually kept her alive. "Don't think this means anything, you goody-two-shoes brat, I'll kill you and your little 'toy' very soon. But, for now...a-argh, I can't believe I'm going to say this...t-thank y-you for helping me!"
She was about to walked away, but suddenly her legs got wrapped by Becca's arms. She was about to knock her off with a hiss, when she saw that Becca was staring upward with tears in her eyes. "P-p-please don't go, Mrs. Crawford, I-I'm so sorry about hurting you. I didn't mean to, I was just so scared and confused and didn't wanna get hurt. I am really, really sorry!"
Shadoe Fae was taking back by this new revolution. This was going way too far for a goody-two-shoes type of behavior. 'Was she actually apologizing to me,' Shadoe thought, unsure what to think. 'For crying out loud, how naïve can a person be?! I was trying to kill her!'
I was trying to kill her. That line lingered in her mind, as if something was drawing it out into the clear open. She unconsciously clinched with sadness for a brief moment, until she realized what she was doing. 'Was that...regret?! It...couldn't be; I thought I lost that pitiful emotion since my rebirth!'
Shadoe Fae gazed back down at Becca, and despite not wanting to, she couldn't help feel sorry for the poor girl. Nervously, she reached down and slowly patted Becca's back. "...Ummm, there, there. Arrr, listen, if you let my legs go and headed back to class, I'll promise that I'll leave you guys alone for now. I guess I could wait until all the Magical Girls appear before I act. Okay?"
Becca wrapped tears from her eyes and nodded, letting go and took a few steps to grabbed Trident, putting her in her pocket. Then, she stared at Shadoe Fae and smiled, causing Shadoe feeling very odd. However, the warm scene broke like a glass window when the gorgon counselor decided to burst in.
"What in the world is going on in here?! I was talking to a student and we thought we heard screaming in here!"
Shadoe just flinched in pure panic, gulping and sweating bullets. 'CRAP, I AM SO BUSTED!!!' However, before she could try to find an excuse, she saw Becca run up to the gorgon and bow with something similar to a nervous grin.
"I'm sorry. Something scared me and I yelled out loud. I dunna mean to worry anyone," she claimed, giving her best apologizing expression with a nervous grin.
The gorgon woman paused for a moment, but decided to let it go. "Oh, okay then. Heh, I guess getting scare is reasonable in this room. Mrs. Crawford, you may want to do something about this room, it is a bit spooky."
"Ummm, y-yeah I-I-I guess, thank for the advice," Shadoe barely replied, trying her best to not seem too suspicious. She couldn't believe it, and neither could Trident. Did Becca just lie to protect her?
As she left the room, Shadoe Fae waited until she was sure that no one was going to listening in, so that she can talk again to Becca. With a tone of bewilderment and curiosity, she asked, "I-I don't understand, why did you lied to her?! After all the terrible things that I tried to do to you, you had all rights to punished me. So, why?!"
Becca didn't even pause to even think of her response, a smile on her face, "I didn't really lie; I just left a few thing out. You always dreamed of getting pr-prom-mot...of climbing up into a better spot at your school. I didn't want you to lose your job and your dream; I like you too much to do that to you!"
That answer really took Shadow by surprised, too stunned to respond back. She liked her too much to do it? That doesn't make even sense to her; this was going way beyond the typical behavior for a Magical Girl. Maybe her 'original' persona was the cause. Her 'old' self must really have a great impact on Becca, so much that she would actually defied her guardian and defend her like that.
She kept on trying to figure it out, but still nothing made any sense to her at all. Ever since her 'rebirth', she took pride in her new dark desire. She didn't care about anyone except herself; even her 'ex-' daughter was spared from her sadistic wrath. She was the very type of person that could make anyone sick. So, why does it matter at all that this girl like her?
Nonetheless, she couldn't deny the growing emotions that was resurfacing, emotions that she thought was previously gone from her being. Why was she having these feelings again? She did remember something about having some kind of dream she once had, but she had stopped thinking about that when she became Shadoe Fae. She remembers having a strong love for children, but that was in her previous life. She remembers being love in return, how everyone cared about her, and how happy she was with that life.
She was stepping on everyone who had once cared about her, even her own daughter. The very same people who might have done the very same thing that Becca had just done; who would have come to her rescue; people who have loved her. Instantly, Shadoe's eyes began to open widely as something finally woke up in her heart from the dawning realization. Lost emotions, once was held back like water behind a dam, finally burst through to gush over her very being. She just stared outward, almost as if she was in her own world, with wide-eyes and a face many would describe from seeing a ghost.
Becca, among with Trident, glanced awkwardly at her, wondering what was up with her. Suddenly, they began to hear whimpering and sobbing. Shadoe Fae's lips and eyelids were trembling, filled with so much sadness and regret. She dropped to her knees, gasping in terror at her recent memories. Mrs. Crawford's side of her had actually never disappeared as she once thought, it was under a coat of darkness that had overtook her being since her transformation, and Becca's action must had reawakening it completely.
Without warning, she lunged at Becca, wrapping her arms around Becca's neck. Trident was about to panic as she was being crushed by her body, thinking that her pupil was being attack again, and was about to do something about it. However, that never came as Trident just stopped in complete shock. Shadoe Fae was crying hard, tears flowing down like a river, simple hugging a very confused Becca.
"Mrs. Crawford, are you o-okay," Becca asked, still wondering what was going on. She sniffed and rubbed her eyes as she pushed herself away slightly, staring at her for a bit, her eyes was sad and seems to be begging for her forgiveness. She let go to give Becca some breathing room.
"I-I'm afraid not, s-sweetheart, not really! Listen, I...I am...r-really sorry about what I had done, I've been a real 'monster' lately these days! T-thank you for giving me a second chance, sweetheart, I guess my 'old' self might have not been gone as I had previously thought. P-please forgive me...I-I-I am s-so s-s-sorry!"
She ended her last remark with her head held downward in shame, returning to crying. Becca paused what was unfolding in front of her, but as she stared onward, she noticed something was different about her. When she first saw her, Mrs. Crawford was giving her a very bad vibe, filled with negative energy. But now, that feeling was gone and Becca felt the same kind of angelic vibe she used to have before her transformation. Realizing the change in her ex-foe, she smiled and replied with a kind voice.
"You don't need to say sorry, Mrs. Crawford. It wasn't your fault, y-you just were not yourself at the time. Beside, you had forgiven me so many time when I done something bad. So, please don't cry anymore, okay."
Sniffing and wiping her eyes a few more time before regaining her composure, Mrs. Crawford sighed before giving her a smile. Becca can feel that this smile was real and more like the old Mrs. Crawford that she remembered. "Heh, very well. I-I guess I shouldn't keep you from your class anymore, so you better head back."
"I'll visit you later onward to say hello, sweetheart," she paused with a hint of sadness before continuing, "A-after I sorted out a few thing with my poor daughter." She was trying to hold back her tears, trying to hold onward to her composure. Feeling that maybe she should leave Mrs. Crawford alone, so that she could get some private time to straightening out her emotion a bit, Becca waved to her and walked to the door. However, before she could reached the door, Mrs. Crawford stopped them for a moment by speaking out, "Trident, was it; would you mind if you and I have some alone time to talk tomorrow. I promise that it isn't a trap or anything bad, I just want to get some stuffs off my shoulder and maybe talk with you on other matters while I am at it."
Trident looked at her with suspicion, but just like Becca, she wasn't getting a negative vibe from her this time around, and sighed, "Sure, I guess. Becca can drop me off at your office before going to her first class. But, this better not be a trap, because I'm not as helpless as my appearance might make me seems."
Waving goodbye, Becca left the office; her spirit was actually lifted greatly as she literally skipped out of the room. She stopped to look at the time to check how long she had been gone from her class. What she discovered completely freaked her out. Only seven minutes had passed since she first entered the Vice Principal's office. But, she swears that the reluctant battle with Mrs. Crawford had taken about an hour and a half.
Becca remembered her talking about a few abilities that her Shadow Veil had, but did it serious had the ability to warp time inside it. She might need to ask Mrs. Crawford about it when she see her next time. She shrugged it off and head onward to her class.
At the Toby and Terri's Resident
Charlie and Anna had recently woken up, slightly adjusted to sleep during the day, even though they still hated it. There was nothing much to do for the two kids and they really hate being cooped up in the house. They missed the day in the sun, the wonderful warm that its rays gave. However, at the same time, they were afraid of what the sun could do to them.
They had already eaten their 'breakfast' and were watching television. However, most of what was on was reruns, since it was most likely due to the sun situation and it was still a bit slow in term of getting everything completely back to normal. Sure, the news channels seems to recover quickly, but for the kids (and the kid-at-hearts), the other television channels just hadn't yet recover fully.
"Anna?"
Anna stared at Charlie, wondering what he wanted. "Yeah, what is it?"
"I have been doing some thinking, maybe we should go into the sun?"
Staring at him as if he had just gone nut, Anna just couldn't believed he had just said. "Are you crazy?! Didn't you see what happen to our parents? Who know what would happen?!"
"Exactly! I don't like what the sun did to them, but what happen if that happens again?! I don't want to feel helpless like that again. And, who know if anyone will be around to help us again! At least if we change, we can help them if they need us."
Anna didn't like the thought of being in that sun, but as much as she doesn't want to admit it, she did felt the same way as Charlie. "Listen, Charlie, if you're really serious, then let give this some thoughts before doing it. Who know what will happen if we walk out into the sun. Tomorrow, if you still feel the need to do it, I'll join you together and get it over with. Okay?"
"Okay, that sounds fine to me," Charlie simply replied with a smile.
It was pretty quiet in Mrs. Crawford's office; though this time, she actually turned on the light in the room. Still feeling a bit grim, she just stared outward of a window to watch some elementary students playing outside. She thought back to when she had become Shadoe Fae, wondering how she had went from an angelic woman to a sadistic, kid-hating shadow siren. Sighing, she knew it wasn't the sun fault for her immoral transformation; it was her ex-cohorts who were to blame.
She could remember the whole event as if it had happen yesterday. She did an okay job of staying out of the sun since the event for a little while, but then those vile monsters opened up a rift and shot a hole in the roof where she was. The transformation, she recalled, didn't seems too different than the other transformation. However, before the rift closed and the transformation began, they released a black ball of energy and planted it inside her.
She seems to behave normal after the transformation at first, but as time goes on, she began to develop dark and menacing feelings. She started out looking at her shadow form in the mirrors with an ever-growing vanity and lust, to the point that every movement was made as if she was a master seductress. A strong desire to dominate everything beneath her and a powerful bloodlust came next, changing her from seductress to a dominatrix, who took pleasure from hurting other. Eventually, the rest of her evil changes finished afterward, burying her kind persona underneath them and turning her into a vile monster.
She clinched painfully with sadness as she remembered her poor daughter's face as her very own mother put scars on her beautiful's body and treated her like a worthless slave, locking her down in the basement with little foods and drinks. Kenya was a young and sweet teenage daughter, who loved her mother with every portion of her heart. But, now she wondered if Kenya will ever forgive her for what she done to her.
As painful thought of her daughter continued to go onward, she couldn't stand it anymore. She put her face down in her folded arms, which was resting on her desk, and let loosed a stream of tears, sobbing at the memories of everything she had done as Shadow Fae. She felt sick to her stomach, even though she doesn't really have any 'stomach' to speak of, but she didn't care. She continued to cry, waiting for the school day to end, so that she can go home and do everything she can to make up for her past action. She'll never forgive herself for what she had done to her daughter and to poor Becca, and she'll never forgive the 'monsters' that did this to her.
