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Gage stood above Mim's grave, woman struggling within his grasp. She shrieked and cried, but he didn't care about this woman. What he cared about was buried beneath the earth. Growing tired of the screams, Gage clocked her in the jaw, her body going limp.

"I've brought her Dana."

Further back, Mina stood beside the overgrown gate. Though she knew this woman would be sacrificed, she didn't bother saving her. Mina had killed many as an assassin. One more death was just another death to her.

Gage nodded, walking to stand beside Mina. "I did the right thing Mina, didn't I?" He asked quietly.

Taking his hand, she squeezed it tightly. "Whether bringing mother back is right or not, we need her." After Mim died, everything had started falling apart in their world. They'd lost her, Eddy, Avarice, and Phantom had gone M.I.A.

Gage sighed. "Sounds selfish."

Mina shrugged. "Because we are."

The earth began to shake, melting to quicksand. First a skeletal hand, then another. muscle knitted back together, followed by the remains of her skin, though her scars were still there. Her burnt arm and the skinned one. Mim pulled herself free, the skeleton coming together and leaving behind the petite woman. Gasping for air, Mim collapsed to the ground coughing.

"Where am I?" She croaked.

Mimicry looked Dana over, studying her face. "You're my sister. You didn't have boobs back then, but I still recognize you." She chuckled. "Damn, is it really the 30th time? Bastards can't let me sleep, can they?"

She didn't need to see them to know Gage and Mina were there. "Come here." Mim said simply, opening her arms. They both hugged her tightly, but it was comforting.

"You guys trying to kill me again? I'm a fragile human, remember?"

"Yeah, riiigght."

A mist began to form among the graves and when it cleared a man stood next to a large tomb with large letters that read "Sergei Latverious." Upon seeing this the man began to laugh, and his distorted chuckle rang throughout the graveyard.

"Graves are but a testimate to those who have been much more fortunate then the rest of us. But what is this, where are those who should be here? How interesting. Those who are lost will find me, those who are found will search for my footsteps."Sergei knelt in front of his tomb and plunged his sword into the ground, waiting.

Sergei stood, he wasn't surprised his cousin didn't recognize him, few would. Sergei put away his sword and looked at Viktor, his horrid yellow eyes stared at him through the mask as if he wasn't looking at Viktor at all, but looking through him.

"There is no man in this grave, only in the tomb are the souls of the dead. You must be Viktor, Sergei spoke of you occasionally. Usually when we killed rich targets."Sergei's voice seemed evil, mechanical almost. As if he was speaking from a different plane of existence.

"You do you're cousin wrong by putting this grave here, he is still alive. I have another who can confirm it, Leon."A man dressed in midnight black armor walked from the shadows and stood next to Sergei.

"Do not be alarmed, he has a superb ability to conceal his presence, he's even fooled ancients with it. But now, now you may ask me but one question and then we will take our leave."

A man strolled through the black iron gates. He got a swift scent of the entire area and already counted the dead corpses that inhabited the graveyard. It almost put him in a trance. But he was not here to pay a simple visit to most of the people he brought here. He wanted to make a drop off. He carried, on his shoulders, a body. A body of a female. Most of her face was gone. Her clothes were torn to shreds. Already maggots started to seep out her rotting skin. Her smell was pungent to say the least.

Maverick walked by a single rose bush that was from an entire army. She grabbed the bone showing ankles and tossed her to the side and began to dig into the earth. Each slash in the earth he sent up a pound of dirt, mixed with grass and any thing else inside it.