✦Charlotte✦ Witch of Nightmares DMA Head ✗┏━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┓✗
Charlotte watched as Vincent went back to the house before glancing behind her. She began walking towards the opposite direction then before making it to the huge tree that seemed to be the part that stuck out the most in the whole realm. The tree was rather large and appeared old, the leaves looked like tiny mirrors, reflecting the light from above and reflecting it in many different directions. Gold fruit could be seen growing from the branches as well. Charlotte stared up at it quietly, thinking over things obviously. She sighed and rubbed her eyes finally "You've left me with quite a handful..." she muttered under her breath.
It would be a full day later, when Vincent would finally emerge from his deep sleep. The whole ordeal from the previous day had really taken a toll on him mentally, he was exhausted and slept for the rest of the day. Walking up fairly early, Vincent slowly opened his eyes and stared up at the ceiling. "Was...it all a dream?" he muttered, before his mind flashed back to yesterday. He would replay the entire event in his mind over and over, one of the downsides of having a photographic memory was that he could never forget what he saw, no matter how much he wanted to. Vincent continued to see Atticus' death over and over and over again, he couldn't get the image out of his mind and as a result he would start to tear up again, but would stop himself from bursting. Remembering what he said to his mother, Vincent decided that he must be strong and endure, that is all he can do. "Brother is dead and she hasn't even come by." he stated before jumping out of the bed and making his way downstairs and left the house without even talking to his mother. Standing outside the house, Vincent looked around for a bit until he found a perfect place to sit, which was near the tree. Once there, Vincent began working on what appeared to be some-sort of tombstone, made of stone. Conjuring it with his magic, Vincent would engrave Atticus' name on it, as well as the words, A caring brother, loving son and courageous partner. Vincent then placed the tombstone into the ground, since Atticus' body had vanished, this tombstone was all that he had of Atticus. Vincent would then sit down next to it and said nothing, he just sat there.
✦Charlotte✦ Witch of Nightmares DMA Head ✗┏━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┓✗
Despite everything that happened, Charlotte still needed to focus on things with Death City. She worked on paper work and such all night and next thing she knew, day had arrived. She sighed and stretched as she wrapped up some work before standing up. She glanced out the window then and saw Vincent. Charlotte went outside and as she walked closer, she saw the tombstone. She smiled slightly as she came behind Vincent "Thank you for doing that," she told him with a soft tone.
While he sat there quietly, Vincent heard his mother come up to him, thanking him for making Atticus' tombstone. Looking over at her, Vincent would only, "It was just something I thought up. Since no one else seems to care. I figured that I should do something to honor him and his memory." he told her before standing up. Vincent then looked down at the tombstone, "At least now, you can rest in peace, brother." With that said, Vincent walked away, leaving a trail of seemed like pure black flames in his path. His power was beginning to grow unstable. "Two days."
✦Charlotte✦ Witch of Nightmares DMA Head ✗┏━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┓✗
Charlotte frowned slightly at Vincent walked off "You aren't the only one that lost someone, Vincent. Everyone handles loss differently," she said quietly. She moved on to another subject "You need to do something other than staying here. Get out. Try and find a way to relax and have fun like someone your age should. You haven't seen Reina in a bit. I am sure she would love it if you visited. Even go talk to Shira if you would like. It just isn't healthy to stay cooped up here and let your anger consume you," she told him.
Hearing Charlotte, Vincent looked back at her and strangely enough, her words did seem to reach him, as he pictured Reina's face. However, even she would fade away and be replaced with a black hue. Shaking his head, Vincent would try to calm down and take his mother's advice. "You're right, I'm going to go out for a bit and cool my head." he told her as he opened a portal. "I'll be back, in a few hours." he stated as he went through the portal, but unknown to Charlotte, Vincent did not go to Reina or Shira, he would enter the Netherworld.
✦Charlotte✦ Witch of Nightmares DMA Head ✗┏━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┓✗
Charlotte was quiet for a moment after Vincent left. She had a feeling he wouldn't go to the places she suggested. Just because he was Divine's son. She created a portal then and left her realm ((exit))
After his plans were interrupted thanks in part to Charl appearing out of nowhere, Vincent would open up a portal back home. The moment he emerged, Vincent, with Charl still in his hands, threw the doll on the ground, he was obviously upset. "Did my mother send you to watch over me?" he asked. "Where is she now?"
Charl bounced on the ground but luckily landed on her feet. Her face puffed out with anger "That hurt!" she snapped, flailing her arms up and down. "She did! She knew you wouldn't go see Reina or Shira. You are just like Divine! But why did you kill all those people they didn't do anything and now those people's loved ones are going to be sad! You need to get a grip Vin otherwise nothing good will come from this!" Charl whined. "I don't know where she went she just told me to watch out for you,"
As he listened to Charl, Vincent grew angrier, so much so, that he would actually hold out his palm at her and began charging black energy, but he would not release it, he would stop before crossing that line. Lowering his hand, Vincent looked at Charl, "Who are you to tell me what I should do? Mother said I should choose my own path and it just so happens that my path is one similar to my father." e told her, "Besides, what is wrong with being like him? He was a strong and wise man, I would love to be like him."
Charl continued waving her arms angrily "Divine became a tyrant that tortured your brother multiple times, threatened to kill your mom and you while you were still in the womb, and killed tons of people and is even responsible for your friend, Reina's parents being in the hospital in critical condition! You don't see anything wrong with that! Lard Charlotte is trying to raise both of you to take better paths than she or your dad took!" She began jumping up and down as she ranted at him, obviously not caring that he could potentially destroy her.
The more Charl talked about Divine, the angrier Vincent became. It would reach the point in which Vincent had taken the doll in his hand and aiming his index finger at her head, intending to fire off a short beam. "Enough!" he shouted as his soul wavelength fluctuated rapidly, "Don't you ever speak of my father like that. He made mistakes and he regretted them. In the end he paid for them, despite all of that, he was my father and I will not have you speak ill of him, even if it is you." Vincent told her as he was seconds away from releasing the beam. "This is my life. This is my path. Neither you or my mother have anything to do with it."
Charl landed on the ground as Vincent pointed an attack at her. She stared back at him with a frown on her small face. She just stood there, seeing if he would actually attack.
As Charl stared at him, testing to see whether or not he would actually fire at her, Vincent continued there, holding out his hand. He was actually debating whether he should fire. Part of him, really wanted to fire off a beam, but another part couldn't help but to recall how Charl was like a second mother to him, despite being a doll, he did love her. After a few seconds, Vincent would sigh and lower his hand, turning his back towards the doll, "Never....never, insult my father again." he muttered.
