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((And we haven't actually said so yet, but Francis got an aneurysm from basically half his present population getting shot in the face. So, yeah, either Medic will fix that or we'll put him in the hospital, haven't been able to work that part out with Mushy yet. Also why I haven't posted as Medic yet.))

( my net is being retarded, is not letting me watch videos tonight for some stupid reason. crying its depressing *sigh*.. oh well..

and oh wow.. aneurysm? shizzle.)

((Sorry to hear, Cb. Mine's not too impressive. Mav's is much better. XD
And looking up what an aneurysm is... Ouch. Q-Q ))

((Oh my goodness, I just got back from the scariest car-chase of my life. Some friends and I were throwing those pop-rock things at people in their cars and one woman actually turned around and tried to chase us! But I'm safe and back now, so we can get on with this thing! XD
And to answer your question Ruki, she was a few yards off the ground. Like when she would randomly hover above people for no reason, yeah. Like that. lol))

Faya's eyes went wide, them now a dingy brown more than the icy blue the witch was known for. Xuxa was now dead and Faya was now clinging for life, as desperately as she could. She could feel her breath become more shallow, her chest paining her to breathe for much longer. Lifting her head, she saw Spy there, holding her like a delicate flower. "M-Mas..." She weakly tried to say, but soon found that she couldn't. The life began to leave her eyes as the blood slowly began to still in her veins, her heart becoming irregular before it just shut down altogether. She didn't want it to end like this. She never got to do all of the things that she had wanted to. She had never gotten to see Alexander and Tomoe's baby. She never got to see herself as a full-blown spy. And... she had never gotten the chance to tell Gakupo about the way she truly felt for him. As time ran out for her, her last breath left her lips shallowly before she fell limp in Spy's arms, her eyes still open, staring vacantly into the distance. Somewhere on Quasar, a flower began to wilt before ultimately dying. It was the Veruvian Soul Flower that she had given Spy when she first became his apprentice. "When something happens to me... the flower will die..." And it was only cruel fate that this destiny was carried out...

Bunko couldn't believe it. She just stood there, watching her baby sister risk her life for them. But that power, she had never seen her use it before. Why hadn't she known? But when Xuxa was captured inside the fiery beast and transported into Faya, mixing souls with her once more, she finally got the realization that all of this could be avoided. Taking a moment to glance over at Oomizu, she pleaded in her mind, hoping that there was something her friend could do to help save her sister from Xuxa's control. But as she began to descend, she noticed a sudden motion to her shoulder blades before she landed on the ground, in the arms of the RED Spy that inflicted the final blow. No. This couldn't be. She couldn't be dead. She was too young, too wild and free. No, she couldn't lose Faya. She had already lost her mother and father, and all of the little children of the orphanage, she couldn't lose another member of her family. But it was real. This was all too real. Seeing her little sister hanging limply in the arms of her mercenary sent Bunko to tears. They began to well up in her eyes in an instant as she fell to the ground, her knees hitting the pavement hard. "N-No." She whispered to herself as she looked down at the down, mainly in shock. She then fell forward onto her hands and knees before she began to wail. "No! Not Faya! Why?!" She cried out to the heavens, hoping the gods would take pity on her as she entered the afterlife. "Why Emmett?! Why did you have to take her away from me!? She was my sister! My baby sister!" She began to pound her fists on the ground in a crushing fashion, actually beginning to form small holes into the pavement. "You already took my mother! My father! What more do you wnat from me?!" She yelled before she looked over to Spy, anger now mixing with remorse and pain in her eyes. "You! You killed my sister!" She pointed over to him as she growled under her breath, beginning to bring herself to her feet. "You killed Faya! You murderer!" She wanted to charge at him, tear him limb from limb with ease. But seeing the lifeless body of her sister in his arms, just made her numb from the inside out.

((yea. u need to be careful out there, if u do stuff like that in texas your likely to get shot, since pretty much everyone owns a gun down here XD ))

Emmet looked at the video feed at the group. He watched as Faya was killed and as her sister cried out in sorrow. He shook his head. How is it that they didnt understand! To change the course of time... to alter the past to please one person in the future... did they not understand the consequences of such actions? the results could be absolutely absolute. He sighed as he held up a picture of someone that he had first done this to.... he thought deeply...about the events of that day... Were his actions really the best? he felt something strange... a human emotion surged through him as a tear fell from the god's eye. Would... he of been happy. if she had lived? Yea he probably would of. but then... the possibility of a paradox.... but was it worth it... Another emotion consumed him... Confusion. He could see everything... He would of been happy. but then it would of been shortlived... however on a different plane he would of been happy as well. but the chances of such a time line flowing without a paradox... were ten million to one... would it of been worth it if he had taken that chance?He looked back into the screen. Bunko was cursing him. he could sense her hate and distrust along with that of Oomizu's... is it really all worth it?

((Of course he had a gun. This is Texas! Everybody has a gun. My florist has a gun!))

Oomizu bit her lip and looked to Bunko. She waited to make sure the girl wasn't looking to her or even noticed her before she looked to Spy with a look that almost read as a thank you. Yes, she was inwardly thanking him. He had done something she wouldn't have had the uts to do. It was for the best Faya had died rather be a tool for Xuxa to control again. It was heartbreaking seeing Faya die, yes, but thinking it over, Oomizu wouldn't have been able to help her... She had used a purifying attack on Xuxa, and it hurt Faya... Even if she had purified Xuxa with the sacred bow and arrows, Faya still would have died. Oomizu wouldn't have been able to go through with killing Faya. She would have allowed Faya to suffer more. It was because of the selfishness everyone with any sort of human emotion felt. She had spent years with Faya, had healed her when she was sick, mended her when she was broken... Killing her would be simular to if a painter had spent years painting their best work of art and then setting it on fire.Spy, though, saved the trouble of having to do it herself, even if it would have saved Faya and kept her from feeling or causing any more harm. She blinked and looked away before she cleard her throat lightly to force herself to calm down. She wiped her face with the palm of her hand before she walked to Faya and placed her hands together to say a small prayer. She then placed a hand on Bunko's shoulder. Suddenly, a bright pink light formed around her hand. It would probably hurt Bunko for a moment due to her new demonic form, but it would at least, or hopefully, cool some of the hate down. "Bunko, be calm... I know this will sound cruel at first, but it was a euthanasia. To keep her alive with the knowlege of all the bad Xuxa may have caused her to do... She would have suffered more even if we had gotten rid of the witch and healed the wounds..."

Luka was in a state of shock. She'd never witnessed death... She slowly forced herself out of her shock and looked around to her friends. Meiko was frozen in place like a statue. Neru had fallen to her knees with her mouth slightly open. Haku was sobbing uncontrolably at the loss of some one who had been so kind to her... And Gakupo... He was obviusly heart-broken. He looked as though he'd need the longest time to recover frm this. At least she knew who to go comfort first... She then looked around to see if she could find Toph, make sure she was alright.

((Lol where was that from kiki? i know its a movie XD
AND MUSHY!!! *squeezes mushy's cheeks * So squishy! =P ))

((Texas? I'm going to college in Texas starting August <3))

Alfred had never felt so helpless in his whole life. He watched the entire thing, he should have been able to do something... anything. He was the hero. The hero saved people. The hero didn't stand to the side and watch others die. His body was completely tense, his hands balled into fists. He wanted to understand. He wanted to understand everything completely so that the next time... he could be the hero. His hand went to Texas- adjusting the glasses as he sighed heavily.

Belarus just looked away, avoiding anyone's looks. She didn't know how to respond. So she didn't. She just stayed still, letting things happen as they did. She wasn't close with the deceased. Nor with the other. But then something caught her attention. She tilted her head. That could be potentially disastrous. She had wondered where he was, but Hungary and Germany were both not there- so she figured they were helping out.

"Ludwig, can you help me carry him to the hospital? Something's very, very wrong," She said. She looked down at Francis, her concern increasing. At first he had been moving at least, groaning in pain. But now... now he was still. Completely still. He couldn't die of course. Right? He couldn't. He was a nation. The only way he could die would be if he was invaded and taken over.

Ludwig had nodded as he moved forward, picking up Francis and bringing him to the hospital. The drama elsewhere was too much for the German to be around- he didn't know anyone that well, and business was business. As cold as it seemed, he just was concerned about the nations surviving and getting back to their world. It was the World Cup after all, they shouldn't be here. They should be back with their countries. Enjoying the fun and suffering with their heartbreak. Their people were the most important to them. Not some strange planet where they didn't have people save one or two.