Magical Girl Trixie: Revival

I couldn’t bare to let my mother know that I would have to leave her again, possibly never to come home, so like before, I wrote her a note before leaving to go be a magical girl. Summer Breeze was reason enough for me to keep myself alive, but after having lost my mother, I knew that if we ended up winning in this fight between Autumn Blaze and Discord, I would need to return home to my mom once this was all over. It wasn’t like Summer Breeze didn’t have ties with Manehattan anyway, and as an added bonus, we would get to be reunited with all the girls from Platinum City again. It would be like returning to the life we wanted before Discord’s game ruined our lives forever, at least, so long as he didn’t make us do it again once everyone came back to life.

I left on a train to Canterlot at five o’clock in the morning. I would be missing the first half of school by the time I finally arrived, but the main reason I was even going in the first place was to talk to Photo Finish about our next plan of attack. The girls from Everfree City shouldn’t have known that the two of us were students at Canterlot High School just yet, supposing that Divinity hadn’t spilled all of our personal information, so I didn’t have to worry too much about an attack on the school before I could get there. Even with that being said, though, I knew how resourceful magical girls could be, and I also knew that it would only be a matter of time before their attack on CHS began.

Unfortunately, seeing as how Summer Breeze was a contributing member of society, she would be at her job by the time I arrived back at the station, which meant that I wouldn’t be able to go over any plans with her until after school. In the meantime, however, I would have to go through the list of girls that could potentially be our next target, so long as nobody got to us first and forced us to battle without a strategy.

The remaining girls were Divinity, La Proxy, Catastrophe, Sun Shadow, X Genesis Volume 9, Sonic Boom, Lucky Star and Trickster. The only girl who was definitively off the table was Divinity, and if she was really as close to us as she made herself out to be, there was a chance that we would be able to go through the hunt without even having to kill her. After doing the math in my head, I realized that even if we didn’t kill Divinity, we would be able to bring back every girl from Platinum City so long as we didn’t experience any casualties, which, realistically, was asking a lot. Of course, if Palette, Dreamdrop or I died on the way to making that happen, I wouldn’t feel bad resurrecting one of us over Marrow, but the goal was to experience zero casualties.

The real question now, though, was which magical we should target next, a question best suited for…

“Photo Finish!”

“Scheisse!” Photo Finish exclaimed, jumping back in her seat and putting her hand on her chest to catch her breath. “Why must you alvays sneak up on me, Mädchen?”

Sitting down across from her at our usual table, I asked, “Have you thought of what our next plan of attack should be?”

Photo Finish groaned, combing her hands through her bangs as she slumped over the lunch table. “How can I think about zat ven I can’t get ze image of zat poor girl out of mein head?” Again, Photo Finish groaned, this time dropping her head all the way into the tabletop, creating a loud thunk as her forehead collided with the wood.

Of course she would be acting this way. She had only ever seen one girl die, and it freaked her out so much that she left the country for four years. It also didn’t make it any easier now that both girls she had seen die in her life were by my hands, which would probably continue to happen barring some kind of turn of events where either Palette or Dreamdrop got their hands dirty. Truth be told, I wasn’t exactly sure whether or not I should keep Palette around, but even though she was one of the more skittish magical girls around blood, I needed numbers backing me up now more than ever. The amount of magical girls we had to go up against would diminish over time, but this was the moment when we were not only at our most vulnerable, but also when we were battling the most amount of girls who would be coming at us at once.

“Photo Finish, we need to come up with a strategy. Our lives are at stake here, and it’s only a matter of time before everyone else’s lives are at stake too.”

The fashionista however, turning her head sideways on the cold, wooden table, shrugged her shoulders, lacking any of the energy I needed her to have so that the two of us could make preparations. “I honestly have no clue, Trixie… I’m just not in ze right state of mind, as it seems…”

“Listen to Trixie,” I said with more urgency, grabbing onto her hands and causing her to finally look me in the eyes. “Last night, Trixie was reunited with her mother. Don’t you wanted to be reunited with Night Seam and Mind Games?”

With a groan, Photo Finish finally lifted her head into her hands and mumbled, “Yeeeees.” She was obviously still in no mood to think about killing anyone else, but at least now she was putting her future in front of how she was feeling. “Did you have any ideas at all?”

“Let’s do what we did last time.” As I spoke, I pulled out the list of the remaining magical girls, trying to ignore the large red X crossing out Dokaeru’s name and face. “OK, first on the list is Divinity.”

“Neeeext.”

“OK. Second is La Proxy.”

“She can create alternate dimensions, yes? How vould you consider we go about battling her?”

I shrugged my shoulders. “I honestly have no idea, and if we make the wrong decision with her now, she would probably be able to summon us to a dimension where the other girls would be able to kill us on the spot.”

“Zen we should probably move onto whoever is next.”

As I scrolled to the next name, I began to worry a little bit. We would have to confront La Proxy at some point, even if we didn’t want to fight Divinity, and if we couldn’t find someone to target next, would there be any way of getting out of the situation we had put ourselves in? Shaking my head, I pulled myself out of my funk and went to the next name I saw on the list.

“How about Lucky Star?”

“Hmmm…” Photo Finish seemed to stare in contemplation, although it was difficult to tell with her giant sunglasses shielding her face. “Zat one is interesting. If I am not mistaken, her power is luck manipulation, which shouldn’t be too difficult if we are careful.”

“Basically, think of everything going wrong for us and everything going right for her. If we manage to create a big enough advantage, no matter how lucky she gets, we’ll still be able to win. All we need to do is come up with a plan where she won’t physically be able to get any luckier than us.”

“Zat seems tricky, but she is definitely an option.”

“Speaking of tricky,” I continued, scrolling down to the next name, “we probably wouldn’t have too much trouble with Trickster. You still have your orb that Discord gave you, right?”

“Of course! With zose orbs, she would have no magical control over either of us! Keep going. I want to make sure we’re making ze best decision possible.”

“Right! Next is… Sun Shadow and Catastrophe.”

“Too difficult for ze three of us right now. We need to come up wiz a way to separate zem first.”

“Trixie agrees. Another name on the list is Sonic Boom. How do you feel about her?”

“She can manipulate sounds, correct? I think zat so long as Dreamdrop is not present, she should be no problem to handle. You did manage to kill Mind Games with no problem, after all, and I vould argue zat she had a much stronger power.”

Hearing the name of another magical girl that I had killed made me suddenly sick to my stomach, and it didn’t help that Photo Finish was still obviously upset about it. Shaking my head, though, I continued, “The next name here is Genny, and she’s probably a hit or miss.”

“How so?”

“If we manage to find her in her normal form, we can sneak up on her and kill her before she’s able to transform, but if we’re too late, we’re as good as gone.”

“But if we wait too long, zen she probably vill not leave her magical girl form until after we’re dead.”

“So what do you think? Who on that list makes the most sense to you?”

Photo Finish then quickly pulled a paper and pencil from her backpack and began writing down the names of the girls as well as their powers, immediately crossing out Divinty and La Proxy. “I think zat we should hold off on Catastrophe and Sun Shadow for now as vell, seeing as how we can’t handle zem both at ze same time.” As I nodded my head, Photo Finish crossed out their names as well, leaving only four names left. “I’m also going to remove Lucky Star, just because I think zat zere are other girls who vould be easier to eliminate.”

“Good thinking.”

Crossing out the fifth name on the list, that just left Sonic Boom, X Gensis Volume 9, and Trickster. “Out of zese three, I vould prefer we target Trickster, X Genesis and Sonic Boom in zat order.”

“Trixie has no problem with that, although she does wonder why that specific order.”

“Simple, Mädchen. It is because Trickster has absolutely no power over us so long as we have our orbs, so she vould be without a doubt ze easiest girl to eliminate. I also want to target her sooner zan later, just in case anything happens to us where we lose our orbs.” I nodded in agreement, finding no flaws in her logic. “Next, I propose we attack X Genesis Volume 9 early on, because if we wait, she vill no doubt stay in her magical girl form until after she attacks CHS, and by zat point, there vill be nozing we can do to stop her.”

“And Sonic Boom seems like the next best option unless we can figure out a plan for either the sisters, Lucky Star or La Proxy.”

“Or Divinity, but I do not see zat happening.”

With another wave of confidence, I looked up at Photo Finish and smiled as the muscles in my gut gradually began to loosen to the point where I didn’t feel like throwing up anymore. As scary as the girls seemed when I first met them (and there were still a few that scared me), I finally felt like they wouldn’t be impossible to beat. I would definitely have to fight them one at a time until we narrowed it down to one or two, depending on how badly Autumn Blaze’s girls wanted to fight us and how badly I wanted to resurrect Lulu Lemon, but the fact that I knew that getting that far would be feasible filled my heart with peace.

“Trixie feels so relieved,” I said, sighing with pleasure as I rested my head down on my arms, folded on top of the lunch table.

“Do not forget our agreement. Night Seam is next, followed by Mind Games.”

“I know, I know! Trixie always stays true to her word. Besides…” I was no longer looking back at Photo Finish as my mind began to pull me away into my childhood memories… Memories of Fluer, Lulu and I when we were actually best friends. “...I’ve wanted to bring Night Seam back since the night she died.”

“Trixie hates math,” I said, dropping my head onto my desk. “When can Trixie be done with equations forever?”

“Uhh, Trixie? Y’all know we’re workin’ on a history assignment, right?”

As much as my magical girl duties had continued to wear on me, I still had an obligation to my studies, which I honestly would have blown off if it didn’t mean blowing off another student in the process. I had always hated group projects, not only because they put you and another classmate in the awkward situation of dividing work between the two of you, but also because it meant that if one of you screwed up, you would both be in trouble. Thus, while Applejack had opened a book on the history of Equestria over the past 200 years, I had opened a history book, a math book, and several handouts from all my other classes, doing my best to balance my workload while still being a good partner. Needless to say, it wasn’t working as well as I’d hoped.

“Right,” I said, staring at my math homework while doing my best to multitask. “The lunar eclipse from nine years ago, also known as ‘Nightmare Moon’, was a scare in Equestrian history where the moon almost entered a path that would have permanently blocked out the sun, leaving us with never-ending night. Seriously, how do you graph a z-axis on a 2-dimension sheet of paper? Is Trixie just supposed to guess where the points intersect?”

“Ya know hwat?” Applejack said, rising from her seat and closing her notebook. “I think I’m gonna turn in early tonight. You look like you’ve got other things to worry ‘bout right now.”

“Hmm? Oh, sure. Good night, Applejack.”

Admittedly, I was only paying enough attention to give a plausible response, not even thinking about what was really going on around me, but right as soon as I was getting the hang of my assignment, I felt a low buzz in my pocket. Pulling out my phone, I saw one new message from Summer Breeze, the only thing that could have brought a smile to my face with all that had been going on lately.

“You about ready for dinner? I’m making steak and french fries! Plus, if you get home quick enough, we might be able to catch the Later Tonight Show. ;) Love you!”

Aaaaand suddenly I didn’t care about math anymore. I was a master at procrastinating anyway, typically seen doing my homework during the period right before the assignment was due. With far more energy than I had during my group project meeting, I packed all my things back into my backpack and raced out the door, being met with the familiar chilly winds of the Canterlot evening.

I was just about to call Summer Breeze and let her know I was on my way, though, when out of nowhere, someone called out, “Psst! Trixie!” and made me turn my head around in every direction. It was night time at Canterlot High School, which meant that basically anyone who had a life outside of school wouldn’t be there, but I recognized the voice from one of my classmates. I just couldn’t pin down exactly who.

“Trixie! It’s Pinkie Pie! Come over here quick!”

Again, I looked all around me, searching for the origin of the sound, but Pinkie was easily the most unpredictable girl I had ever met. Just to make sure, I even double checked the tree branches, seeing as how getting stuck in a tree was something that I could legitimately see happening to her. Still, though, I continued to look around and couldn’t find anyone.

“Pinkie Pie, where are you?” I called out, still moving my head around in a circle. “What do you need?”

“I’m behind the school! I fell into the pool and got all wet, but when I left my clothes out to dry, I forgot to grab a towel. Can you go into the pool shack and grab one for me? I’m suuuuper naked.”

I was about to poke my head around the corner to see her, but if she was in the nude, I didn’t know whether I’d be able to unsee the image ever again. “Pinkie Pie, aren’t you freezing?”

“Yes! I’m c-c-c-c-cold! Could you hurry pleeeeease?”

I shook my head in pity, briskly jogging to the back area of the school where the pool and its adjacent supply closet were located. “OK. Trixie is on her way. Just stay right there and don’t freeze to death!”

“Huuuurrryyyyy!”

As I reached the pool deck, I noticed that half of the surface of the water had turned into ice crystals at this point, and if Pinkie Pie had fallen into this, it was a miracle that she was even still alive. As I looked around, however, I didn’t see any of the clothes that she normally wore, but I quickly turned my attention towards the pool shack, supposing that I would find a pair of wet clothes eventually. For all I knew, Pinkie Pie had them with her, which meant that every moment I wasted overthinking things was another moment she came closer to experiencing hypothermia.

Finally, I made my way inside the pool shack, opening up the dark room with only the moonlight to guide me through the mountain of disregarded contents. Rainbow Dash was the captain of the swim team, so it didn’t surprise me that she had left the pool shack a total mess during the offseason, but even so, finding a towel in here was going to be a nightma--

*SLAM!*

I jumped in my spot, seeing the light from the doorway fade to black. Had someone accidentally closed the door thinking that no one was inside? Was I going to be there all night? No, there was no way that anyone besides Pinkie and myself were still on campus, except maybe Applejack, but even she would have seen me lurking around inside. Was it the wind? It was so hard to see anything with the only lightsource being the small window on the back wall of the pool shack. I wasn’t even sure if I would be able to make it back to the door without stumbling and knocking something on top of me.

Just then, though, I saw the faint glimpse of a shadow moving towards me, and without a second thought, I transformed myself into a magical girl, not caring whether or not anyone saw me at this point. Then, summoning my spear, I sliced the air in front of me… and was immediately blocked by another weapon.

My body was now shaking. Was I being attacked? Who found me? Did one of Autumn Blaze’s magical girls go to my school?! Did somebody know who I was?!

“Who are you?!” I shouted, trying to overpower the person in front of me.

“Go to Hell, traitor!”

My eyes went wide. That was Pinkie Pie’s voice! I had to have been imagining things, but there was no doubt that the voice that had just spoken to me was the same voice that lured me into the pool shack in the first place. “Pinkie Pie? Is that you?!”

“Are you seriously that dumb?” Suddenly, the timbre of the girl’s voice changed to something different, but again, something totally familiar to my ears. “Or kin y’all really not tell who I am by now?”

“Applejack? Wait… No!”

Then, it hit me. I knew exactly who this was, and finally, I heard her speak with her real voice.

“I’m going to send you to Hell where you belong, Trixie! This is what you get for picking a fight with Everfree City!”

Sonic Boom. The girl who could manipulate sounds to whatever she wanted. I had been so busy worrying about planning my next attack that I had completely disregarded the idea of a sneak attack, and all I could do now was worry about the other girls from not only Platinum City, but also Canterlot High School.

“Where’s Pinkie Pie?! If you even so much as laid a finger on her--”

“Oh, give it up! I’m not a murderer like you are!”

In that moment, she had managed to pull herself away from my attack, sinking again into the darkness and sending the sounds of her footsteps reverberating all across the room, leaving me with no clue as to where she was anymore. Doing the only thing I could think of, I used my magic to levitate everything in the room, circling items all around me both as a shield and a way for me to pick out Sonic Boom’s location.

“How did you know where to find me?” I asked, still keeping my eyes peeled for where she might be. “Are you a student here?”

Sonic Boom laughed, a sound which again bounced off the walls, coming from all directions. “You seem to know so much about us already, Trixie. What’s the matter? Did you not do your homework?”

She was right. I had double-checked all the girls to make sure that none of them went to CHS, but if she wasn’t a student here, how did she know where to find me? Did she know that Photo Finish was Palette, and for that matter, did she know anything else about me? What about Summer Breeze? I couldn’t exactly ask if she knew the answers to any of those questions, though, since if I lost this battle, I would only be tipping her off on where to strike next.

Suddenly, however, I felt one of the boxes I was levitating getting torn in half a few feet behind me, and with all my magic now concentrated towards a single spot, I flung everything in the pool shack towards the area she was in. The problem now, though, was that when everything landed, I didn’t feel anything hit her. Then, immediately figuring out what was going on, I dove to the other side of the room, seeing a tomahawk soar into the space where I had just been, just barely illuminated by the light coming in from the outside. It had been another trap! She was already thinking two steps ahead, and if I didn’t come up with a good strategy in the next couple of seconds, there would be a good chance that I wouldn’t make it out alive.

Quickly, though, realizing that she could probably hear even the tiniest breath, I pinched my nose, praying that I would be able to find her before my lungs gave out, but based off of how fast my heart was beating, that would probably only give me about ten seconds. I then surveyed the area as closely as I could, paying extra attention to the area where the tomahawk had landed, but again, she was smart enough to not put herself in a situation that would give away her location. In a battle where making yourself invisible was the key advantage, I was hilariously outmatched, and with my lungs beginning to collapse in on themselves, I let go of my nose and gasped for air.

“There you are!”

Again, I held up my spear in desperation, hoping that I could at least block her attack, and like before, I somehow got miraculously lucky and managed to keep myself alive against another blow from her weapon. She was beginning to overpower me now, though, which left me with very little time left to get as many questions answered as I possibly could have.

“How did you know Trixie’s identity?!”

“You really think I’m gonna answer that?! You killed my friend! For what?! Because the god of chaos told you to?!”

“You don’t understand!”

“Of course I don’t understand! She did nothing to you, and you murdered her!”

“Trixie was just trying to protect her friends!”

“LIAR!!”

Suddenly, I felt my spear getting pushed back even more, and if I didn’t act within the next few moments, she was going to have a clear shot at my throat once my arms gave out. In desperation, I looked around the room for something that could save me, debating with myself whether taking my hand off of my spear to levitate something over would be a smart move. If I could knock her out with a heavy object, I would be able to finish it then and there, but so far, all I had seen were kickboards, swimsuits, towels and… the one thing that would save my life.

With the little moonlight that I had, I saw the handle of the tomahawk that had been thrown at me the same time that I had jumped for cover. She must have had two tomahawks and given up using the other so that she wouldn’t give away her location! That would also explain how she was able to hit an object behind me without being in the same spot where I had tried attacking her! All I needed to do now was use my magic to pull it over, but with both of my hands trying desperately to hold back the weapon in hers, I wasn’t sure whether I would be able to make it in time.

“Say, Trixie. Have you ever heard of Krakatoa?”

“Stop trying to distract me!” I shouted. This was good, though. In the couple of seconds that she had spoken, I had managed to just barely gain some distance between her and her tomahawk, and if I continued to get her monologuing, I would have enough time for the final attack.

“They say that the sound of the eruption was so powerful that it ruptured people’s eardrums from eight thousand kilometers away, even killing people on the spot, just from the sheer magnitude of how loud it was. Can you imagine a sound like that all within the density of a room like this?”

“No… No! Sonic Boom! Please, let Trixie explain!”

“I don’t want to hear your excuses, Trixie! My friend is dead because of you, and as soon as I find out where your little friend Palette is hiding, I’m coming after her next.”

“You don’t have to do this!”

“You’re right. I don’t have to do this. I’m doing it because I WANT TO!”

I was now officially out of time. Closing my eyes, I let go of my spear with one hand, using my magic to call upon the tomahawk in the corner of the room, and to my surprise, Sonic Boom had released the pressure from her weapon as well. We were both getting our magic ready, but I had distance to travel whereas she could literally take me out at the speed of sound. I was now using every single fiber of my being to pull the weapon over as fast as I could, but I could already hear a sound beginning to grow in intensity, immediately causing me pain in my eardrums. Then the pain turned to a deafening blast, causing me to scream out in the most agony my ears had ever experienced.

“AAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!”

“That’s right! Scream! This is the power of Kraka--”

*Splat!*

Suddenly, the sound had disappeared entirely, but the pain from the eruption was still ringing in my ears, causing my whole body to tremble and shudder. Finally, as I shakily moved my eyes up to Sonic Boom’s, I saw a look of terror in her eyes with what little light I had, seeing her beginning to choke until blood began pouring out of her mouth, covering her clothes with a sea of red. Then, in the next moment, she fell to her knees and collapsed onto the floor in front of me, revealing a tomahawk jetting out from her neck as blood pooled around the floor beneath us. As her body convulsed on the ground, I held my knees up to my chest, watching in horror as her heart beat through her body until finally, she fell limp against the concrete with her magical girl form disintegrating.

Sonic Boom had turned back into the girl that I had seen from her picture, a woman in her early twenties by the name of Sound Cloud, who was trying to make it in Canterlot as a musician. Suddenly, her entire biography flashed through my mind. She had moved to Canterlot from Fillydelphia in an attempt to make something of herself, but she lived with her only grandfather in town who was now too old to take care of himself. She was dating a boy that she had met two months ago, and for the first time in her life, she was beginning to feel like she was falling in love with someone. Yet here she was, lifeless on the floor with blood covering my feet, and when I lifted my trembling hands, I saw more red liquid trailing down my palms, dripping onto my skirt and cape.

“Ah… Ah…” My eyes were bouncing back and forth in their sockets, bulging from the sight of someone else’s life literally dripping onto my clothes. I tried to keep it in for as long as I could, but as if it were based on reflex alone, I was no longer able to hold my screams inside my body any longer.

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

“Hey, you guys! I think it was coming from over here!”

I needed to get out right now. Someone was going to catch me literally red-handed, standing above a girl’s dead body, but as hard as I tried to move, all I could do was tremble on the ground, no longer able to even sit up properly. I couldn’t hear as well as before, but I knew that there were people outside the pool shack, no doubt on their way to find out what all the commotion was coming from inside. With my neck rattling on my shoulders, I turned my gaze over to the window in the corner where the shadow of a student peered over to see inside. Fortunately, I was completely covered by the shadows inside the shack, but Sound Cloud’s feet were now stretched into the light from the outside, along with a puddle of blood stretching beyond her body.

“Hey! There’s somebody in there! Get the door open! Quick!”

I needed to escape. If they caught me, even in my magical girl state, I didn’t know whether I would be able to get away. At the same token, however, there was only one place that I could physically get to without being seen, the last place that I ever wanted to be, but once I saw the door to the pool shack begin to open up, I knew that I really had no other options. Grabbing hold of my teleport gem with all my might, I closed my eyes and waited until I was somewhere else.

Then, everything was different. The air was cleaner, the atmosphere was brighter, and rather than sitting on the hard floor in the corner of a pool shack, I was sitting on a dirt road at the gate of a completely new world.

“You know, you have some nerve coming here.”

I jumped and hurriedly rose to my feet, immediately making eye contact with a creature not native to my world. She had the body of a pony with a lion’s mane and a chitinous jagged horn prodding from her forehead, only this time, her entire color scheme had shifted to black and blue with dark flames searing on her body and tail.

“You’re lucky I can’t kill you after what you did to Dokaeru,” she continued. That’s when I realized, though, that she only knew half of the story. She had no idea that just a few moments ago, I had killed another one of her magical girls, but once I lifted up my hands to look down at the bloody evidence, it appeared on her face as if the message had finally begun sinking in. “No… Who was it?! At least have the decency to tell me who else you’ve killed!”

“I… I…”

“ANSWER ME!”

“I can’t!”

Then, just like before, I grabbed hold of my teleport gem and transported myself back to Equestria, but this time, I was in a place that was different than where I had originally come from. Now I was right outside where Summer Breeze and I lived, allowing a wave of relief to wash over my mind. Quickly changing back into my original form, I rushed my way through the door, kicking my shoes off and running as fast as I could to the kitchen. Finally... finally… I could have something go my way.

Sitting at the dinner table was Summer Breeze with her chin in her hand and an empty plate in front of her, along with a plate decorated with steak and french fries just on the other side of the table. As her eyes darted towards mine, her face began to perk up, causing tears to stream down my cheeks with the floodgates showing no signs of stopping. “Trixie? What’s wrong?”

Then, like a child, I ran over to her as fast as I could, and as soon as she rose from where she was sitting, I wrapped my arms around her waist, digging my face into her apron as I cried my heart out. “I love you, Summer Breeze!” I exclaimed between my sobs. “I love you so much!”

“I love you too? Trixie, what’s going on?”

I wanted to tell her how worried I was about her, how worried I had been that I might have never gotten the chance to see her again, but the only thing that came out of my mouth were wails. All I could do was cry pathetically as she ran her fingers through my hair, doing her best to comfort me as I lost my composure completely. I had no idea whether or not either of us would ever be safe again, but at the same time, there was no way that I could ever go on living if anything had ever happened to Summer Breeze. I was so happy that she was alright, but I was so scared that something might happen to one of us without either of us having any control of the outcome. There were so many emotions going through my head, battling each other out for dominance to see which one was the strongest, leaving me to come up with answers that I just didn’t have.

And so, with my composure long gone at this point, I continued to cry, holding onto the one thing that mattered to me most and never letting go.