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My name is Undine Wells.

I am the water user from Team Alchemical, Magical Girl Alchemical Water.
Or... I was, at least until the incident that led to the deaths of my friends and teammates. But let's start at the beginning shall we?
In the weeks leading up to the incident, there was a lot of bickering in our team regarding leadership. Tessa always considered herself the leader, to the irk of Sally and Sylvia too (but mostly Sally) They would bring it up all the time: at school, on patrol, while hanging out together... I always tried to act as the negotiator but they were all terribly stout-headed, until Gwen came up with a rather simple solution. She asked Tessa to let each of us take turns leading the team and being the one to finish the big monsters for three consecutive nights, and we could keep that doing until we decide who is the best leader, or maybe even permanently. At first, Tessa was reluctant, but then she agreed it was a good idea. Gwen insisted I join the rotation as well. I told her that I do not feel like it, especially because I am not the leader type and I was also unable to finish off big monsters myself at the time, so I would rather leave this stuff to them. Still, they all insisted. Oh well.

First up was Sally. As expected, her leadership was as fiery as her spirit and before every patrol she would give bombastic movie-like speeches about kicking monster ass. It was incredibly kitschy, but fun. When the time came for her to finish her big monster off alone, she went so Gung-Ho with her flames, the rest of us rather pulled back.

Sylvia was next. She brought an entire camera crew and made us all do a flashy model-like into on a catwalk every evening (everyone but Gwen did it) and always asked us to use the most showy attacks. It was exhausting, but our manager called us, and told us we broke record viewings under her leadership. Worth it... I guess? Sally thought the whole charade was stupid but I knew she was actually enjoying the attention.

Gwen was third. "We smack monsters till they dead" was basically her only order. Sally was very okay with it. Sylvia was not, though, and Tessa thought it was too lackluster of a leadership, but she shrugged it off.

And last was me. For the first two nights everything was fine, but I would sweat so much it saved me enengy on conjuring water. But on the third night...

Everything seemed fine at first, there were barely any monsters that night but things started to take a turn for the worse when we encountered Elevadeer.

That terrifying gravity-controlling monster. They told us about it in class but we all thought it was a myth until then... First it caught Sylvia off-guard while she was scouting from the air and tossed her to the ground, giving her a nasty concussion. Then it lifted us up in the air and attempted to slam us down, but I managed to quickly summon a large enough water borble to cushion our fall. It was just luck that Tessa managed to fire at it and destroy it before it could do that again.
With the Elevadeer gone, we had to get Sylvia to a healer quick so Gwen and I carried her (I was unsure if I could carry her in a blorble in this condition) and we headed to the nearest safety center while Tessa And Sally provided cover in case anything else wanted to mess with us.

We were just a block away from it when we heard that terrible, horrible raspy voice...

"So you managed to defeat my pet, Team Alchemical. My prized, prized pet, oh how sad I am that it is gone."

It echoed in our heads, so much it left all of us dazed. And before we could realize what was happening, some sort of shadowy, gooey substance spilled beneath our feet, trapping us, and before us, she rose. Her body was formed from the substance, all goopy and purple, her hair like the drapes of a funeral home and from below the bangs, just two giant white glowing discs instead of eyes. And there was nothing but spite and hatred in them. Then came her horrible voice again.

"Such transgression requires punishment, Team Alchemical. And the punishment is... DEATH!"

Huge shadowy arms grew from the goop on ground and grabbed each of us. They lifted us up into the air and I watched helplessly as they smashed my friends into the pavement, one by one... and then me. When I came back to, I was laying in a crater formed by the impact, bleeding, bones in the entire right side of my body shattered. It was agonizing, seeing my... all my friends laying there... dead. Tessa, Sally, Sylvia, Gwen... all were crushed on the impact. I survived, but hanging by a thread. I manged to control the water in my blood to slow down my blood loss, and then the shadowy abomination's head popped up from the ground before me. And that was when I felt something else.

I felt... rage. Burning unbridled rage. But I could not move, I was too injured. Even just breathing hurt me. But the hatred I felt toward her helped me stay conscious. And that was when she spoke directly to me...