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“Thea!” A familiar voice of a girl shouted. Thea turned around to see Tiara, waving a hand up in the air. Tiara seems to be holding a box, a gift box coloured in red and pink.
“Hey Tia',” Thea greeted, then looked at the gift box the younger was holding. “Who's the gift box for?” They asked.
As Tiara stopped right in front of the pinkette, she giggled, “For you! Silly,” Tiara smiled brightly. Then held out the gift box for Thea.
Thea blushed, “For… me?” She quietly asked, putting a hand on her chest.
“Yep! Now open it,” Tiara mischievously demanded, but it was also coated in fondness.
Doing what the younger asked, It opened the gift box to reveal a crocheted plush. Thea removed it from the box to see a crocheted crown that was made with care.
“Since I've noticed you like jewelry that much, I've decided to crochet you a crown,” Tia explained while smiling, “I've already done it to Philla and Wil, Philla's gift is a raven and Wil's gift is a guitar.”
Thea looked at their younger sister proudly, then side hugged her, “Thank you, baby sister.” They whispered out, hugging the younger fully.
“You're welcome big sister,” Tiara said. She closed her eyes, and then fell asleep.
Thea thought, She might've stayed up all night for this, considering how well this was done. She sighed before carrying the younger to her room.
It placed their sister on her bed, then covered her body with a blanket. She was about to walk out of the room, before sparing one last glance at the sleeping form of Tiara, it then walked out of the room.
[—Later on Thea would put the crown on it's room, and look at it for a while before going out to walk throughout the night.]
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Tiara was crocheting an arctic fox plush for her to give to Thunder, when Willow slammed her door wide open.
Tiara flinched, then turned to face Willow, “What the fuck?” Tiara questioned, annoyed, but no real anger behind it.
“Tia'!” Willow greeted, happy about something. “Wanna do a duet?”
Tiara scoffed, “As long as it's not anything sexual, then sure,” Tiara said, the brunette's smile dropped for a second before smiling again.
“Of Course! Anything for my baby sister,” Willow said, then pulled out their guitar from her back and sat on Tiara's bed. Tiara then continued to crochet the book.
As Willow strummed her fingers on her guitar Tiara's head bopped, she knew where this was going. As the familiar notes of a song her family and her always sang.
Both hummed out 'Oh's for a while 'till Tiara sang the first four lines.
❝If I'm the sun, then you're the moon.❞
That line reminded her of Thea. Tiara is the sun and Thea is the moon, both shone in the light of day and the darkest night.
❝If you're the words then I'm the tune, yeah❞
The line made her think of Willow, as Willow creates lyrics for the songs they composed, they also asked her if a specific tune and/or line fits well, sometimes even taking inspiration from her poems.
❝If you're the heart then I'm the beat❞
The line reminded her of Phillipa, who is the reason why the twins and her are together right now. Phillipa adopted the twins when they were 7 and then Tiara when she was 4.
Tiara wouldn't trade her for the world.
❝Somehow together we're complete, yeah❞
And it's true. All of them would treat each other as if they were a biological family and would constantly be protective of each other. All clingy, but Thea would deny it.
Willow sang the rest of the pre-chorus and half of the chorus.
❝There are times my world is crumbling and the rain is crashing down
But everywhere you are the sun comes out❞
And Willow thinks it's true. Tiara is basically the sun of their grey lives and would constantly cheer them up if they are down.
Tiara is also very supportive, she remembered that one time where Willow came out to her baby sister about them being non-binary and using she/they pronouns.
She thought Tiara would drop them right then and there but no, Tiara was squealing in excitement that made Philipa suspicious, then later came out to the rest of them and supported her.
It also happened the same thing when their twin came out.
❝Even when you're gone
I feel you close❞
Everytime Tiara isn't there with them, they would always feel her, hear her distant laughter, and her hugs. And goddamn Willow feels soft right now.
❝You'll always be the one
I love the most❞
And it's true, she will always be the one they love the most, even if she faded away. Which will not happen, Willow will make sure of it.
❝You're in my heart, on my mind
You are underneath my skin
And anywhere, anytime that you need anything
Count me in❞
They finished, not really content to sing the whole song. By the time they finished Tiara was already done with her crochet.
They looked at each other and smiled, they sat in silence for a minute until—
“Philla!” Thea whined loudly, to which made the two flinch slightly, “They sang without us!”
“Oh come on mate—”
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❝I don't need to say a word, no
'Cause you know when I'm happy and when I'm hurt
We're close as pages in a book
Cause you make me feel better with just one look❞
Philla was currently walking home after a long day at work, when something reminded her of her deceased husband.
She stopped on her tracks, she didn't know when she started crying, but she did feel tears make their way down on her face.
She wiped them out and continued walking towards her home, trying to distract herself from the thought, when suddenly a hand was placed on her arms and—
“Mom?”
She turned around to see Tiara, who seems to still be on her uniform. She glanced at her watch to read ' 6:45 pm ' .
Philla put an arm on her hips, “You were supposed to be home at four thirty, why are you still outside?” She questioned the teen firmly, which startled the younger blonde.
“Oh— Well I— Uhm—” Tiara stuttered out, not really knowing what to say as an excuse.
Philla sighed, “Well?” She raised an eyebrow.
“Well, you see— Uhm— So,” Tiara started, “I indeed was about to go home after school but Coffee pleaded for me to join them on their adventure to the mall,”
Philla nodded, then the blonde continued, “I was about to refuse when Thunder used the puppy eyes on me, I couldn't resist because it was too cute — and Coffee totally didn't spoiled me haha I'msosorrypleaseforgiveme,” Tiara started sweating when she spoke the last sentences.
Philla's eyes widened, then she closed her eyes, she counted from 1-10 before opening them again. “Mate, what did Coffee bought you?” Philla smirked mischievously, but with well hidden jealousy.
Tiara was silent for a bit, then— “...A piano, it will arrive tomorrow..” Tiara muttered out, but it was barely a whisper since Philla heard it.
Philla was startled, “You've been wanting a piano this whole time? Mate you could've just asked me or any of your sisters to buy you one,” Philla said.
“I know! But…” She protested, “I feel like I'm too much..” she whispered out.
Philla blinked, “I'm sorry mate.. but could you repeat that?” Philla asked.
Tiara spared a glance at Philla and then looked anywhere except her, “I'm a bit too much, right?” Tiara asked quietly.
Philla rushed to her younger's side, “Of course not baby, why would you think of that?” She wiped a tear that was forming from the younger's eye.
Tiara sobbed, “..'cos all the foster homes I've been to, said it..” she muttered out, quietly crying.
It hurts to see her baby like this, who would dare to say such a precious thing that? Half of her wanted to find these people and—
No, not now.
She hugged her daughter and shushed her, whispering comforting words to her.
She then pulled away to face the blonde, “Hey darling? Could you please look at me?” she asked. The younger looked at her, sparkling sky blue eyes filled with sorrow.
Philla smiled, “There you are, my precious baby,” she whispered, “You are never too much darling, we love you, we love you, we love you, and nothing can change that. We're family, remember?”
Tiara smiled, then nodded, “We are,” she said.
Philla brightened at that, “Let's get in shall we? Willow may be already complaining about us taking so long,” she offered, the younger nodded. Tiara wiped away a few tears before running towards their doorstep.
Philla smiled, then walked towards the doorstep to greet her twins. She's staying up tonight.
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Today was a semi-exhausting day. Tiara and her fellow history classmates were tasked to study about Sleepy Bois Inc. or SBI, famous serial killer quartet who has haunted this earth for centuries.
Tiara thought it was interesting, considering all the other cases about serial killers were really not that interesting except this one, like it has caught her attention, like she was a part of it .
But Tiara shrugged the weird feeling off, she still doesn't understand why most serial killers kill people for fun in their freetime.
Doesn't matter, she's going to ace this homework especially since the teacher said she would give a hundred score to those who studied hard on this, as well as honorable mentions for the other who didn't get to be on the top.
So she ran back home, bursted the door open which Thea asked why she did that, she only shrugged it off and said that she was in a rush and she wouldn't be able to attend dinner.
She ran up the stairs and went to her bedroom, opened the door and closed it before locking it. She threw her bag to her bed and booted her pc up.
In the meantime, she grabbed a few of her notebooks as well as her current grade history book with 3 more old history book she had.
She opened her notebook and one of the books and then looked at her pc to be fully booted up, she opened up chrome and thought for a moment.
'The FBI would be watching me…' She thought to herself, then shrugged, 'Eh, I'm just researching anyways, and plus i could just always tell them I was researching or that I can use the "I'm a writer, I swear!" card.'
She grinned, yeah she could use the card.
She then typed up the homework name and pressed enter, she clicked the first link which was the wikipedia link. And started reading about it.
She was learning about their motives, ways of killing, and all that shit when she got to the identities section.
Not even halfway of the section she frozed. Then started to mutter the following lines she was reading;
“...It was rumoured that the Crafts, which consists of four family members might be the SBI undercover, though it wasn't confirmed, but here is the list of the members of the Crafts;
Phillipa Craft, the Mother
Thea Blade Craft, twin of Willow Soot, the eldest
Willow Soot Craft, twin of Thea Blade, the second eldest
and finally, Tiara Innit Craft , the youngest.
All of which have the same color pallette, fashion sense, and somehow personality as the SBI.”
Tiara stood there in shock, still processing everything whilst trying to piece everything together, and everything clicked.
The weird dreams she's having, the aura and feeling she's been shrugging off, the constant feeling of euphoria when thinking or seeing a dead body and/or blood.
She's Solaria, the fourth to complete the quartet.
“What the fuck…” Tiara muttered out, still processing everything. She looked beside her and at the window. She doesn't really know what to do right now.
It was fight or flight, confront or run .
Her bedroom door burst open to see Willow, covered in blood. They were smiling insanely, bangs halfly covering their other eye. Willow took a step forward towards her.
“Darling, we could explain,” Willow told the younger, taking another step towards her.
Tiara stood up from her chair, “ Not another step, ” she ordered venomously. Then looked at the window
Willow frowned, “Darling—” They started before Tiara sprinted it to the window.
Tiara jumped off from the window then started running, The chase was on.
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Tiara ran from what used to be a haven and safest place she could call home, to now a fragment of what it used to be. She ran and ran and ran, ignoring Willow's pleas to come back to us! You can't run forever Tia' .
She needs to lose them, trick them that they might've caught up on her. She knows how hard it would be for them but she can't afford to lose, not when she found out they were serial killers .
Phillipa Craft , or dubbed infamously as The Fallen Angel , is the top #2 killer worldwide, she has killed over 50 thousand out of 7 billion population on earth. She kills them by taking their organs out, mostly their heart and lungs.
She has a murder of ravens who follows her lead and takes her commands, it was rumoured that the ravens were her victims, she turned them into ravens for her entertainment.
Next is Willow Soot Craft , dubbed infamously as The Siren , she lures her victims by mind manipulating them, think of her as the cryptid siren (as her title suggests), a beautiful voice slowly deceiving you into the shallow water.
Their killing method is to choke them to their death then take their hearts out and eat them. Tiara shivered at the mere thought of her former sister eating hearts in front of her.
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Willow had killed 10 thousand of the population, and is the top #3 killer worldwide.
Then lastly is Thea Blade Craft , dubbed infamously as Goddess of Blood (or Blood Goddess ), it had killed over 100 thousand of the population and is the top #1 killer worldwide, even if it appeared 6 years after The Fallen Angel rose up.
Tiara winced at the thought of herself being a monster like them, she liked-wait no, hated it but at the same time, she feels satisfied when thinking about the recent news she just received.
She quickly shook the thought out of her mind and continued running, not knowing where to go. She didn't looked back, for looking behind her is a game over.
After running for a while she saw a bright-purple medium-length hair, one very familiar at that, as the view of the hair gets clearer and clearer a name is making it's way to her mouth, forcing her to say it until—
“ Thunder! ”
Thunder whipped around his head to whoever called his name to see Tiara running up to him, he opened his arms for Tiara to fall into to which she proceeded to fall into.
“Tiara? What's wrong? Something happened?” Millions of questions started popping up inside his head, but choose to ask the important ones first.
Tiara was panting heavily, has this girl been running for ages? he asked, then, “Teleport us inside, quick!” Tiara demanded, Thunder flinched for a bit about how serious his friend sounded then teleported the both of them inside his apartment.
As Thunder settled Tiara at his couch, the blonde has started sobbing, Thunder shushed her then went to get water, he came back with a cup of water and Tiara's favourite junk food.
Thunder offered Tiara the water, to which the blonde accepted and drank. She then stared off of the floor before breaking the silence.
Tiara looked at him, “I have a confession to make,” Thunder raised an eyebrow before she spilled everything, from how she never saw the red flags to her discovery about their secret identities.
The whole time, Thunder has been quiet, letting the blonde spill it out. Thunder would constantly whisper out comforting words for the blonde.
After Tiara spilled everything, “How about we tell the police?” Thunder suggested, to which made the blonde whip her head to face him.
“Those poor excuses of protection won't do batshit about it,” Tiara madly spat out, “They are scared of them, to which is ridiculous, how could they even pick the job if they won't do anything about it?”
Tiara scoffed, “Money hungry fucks.” She crossed her arms and closed her eyes, “Can I stay here for a while? I need a break from all of this, still processing everything,” She asked.
Thunder smiled, “Of course, you can go if you're ready,” which they both know won't happen, it wasn't on her to-do list afterall.
[ But far away from them are three figures who watched a certain apartment from afar, they would get their little Tiara soon. ]
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As the sunlight slowly reached it's way to her eyes, she turned around to the other way, not content to wake up right now.
Someone scoffed fondly, “Come on Tia', you've already missed your alarm, and you're about to be late for school,” Hearing Thunder's voice made her groan, she still wanna sleep, school can fuck o—
Wait what.
Tiara shot up from the bed then glared at Thunder.
“I missed my alarm?” It was more of a demand instead of a question, but Thunder nodded nonetheless.
Tiara blinked, then quickly got out of bed to get changed, I have, and will break that stupid alarm clock for not being loud enough—
“Oh, you forgot to charge your phone, so that's why you missed your alarm,” Thunder yelled out from her room.
Oh she's about to commit a crime.
For about almost 15 minutes she was out of her dresser, she shoved everything except for her phone. Thunder can deliver it to her on lunch later.
She made her way down from the second floor of the apartment, as the toaster popped up she got a toast and went to the front door quickly.
“If you can, can you please deliver my phone later on lunch? It's alright if it's not full,” Tiara asked, to which Thunder hummed in reply.
“Sure, anything for you Tia',” Thunder happily said, that made the blonde's heart warm.
“Alright, I'm going out now, bye,” Tiara waved at Thunder and dragging out the word bye , she then opened the door and went out as Thunder bid his farewell too.
[ Oh she doesn't know the storm that was slowly stirring itself. ]
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When lunch rolled around, Tiara waited at the gates for a while to get her phone, but Thunder was nowhere to be seen. She thought he might be busy so she just proceeded to go to the cafeteria to eat.
What she doesn't know though is a certain crow who is watching her from afar, wanting to warn but couldn't due to the strings attached to him.
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As the bell rang, notifying the students that school was over, Tiara packed her things into her bag and went out of the classroom.
The sun was already setting, but since she doesn't have her phone with her she will be walking home. As she walked towards the gates a raven landed on her shoulder, she stopped and patted it and continued walking.
It was a 25 minute walk towards Thunder's apartment while a 17 minute run. She decided to only walk due to her water bottle being empty and she doesn't want to pass out yet.
It was when she decided to take a shortcut through an alley was the demise of her freedom. She was walking down that alley when she heard something.
She counted to ten before looking behind her to see no-one there, she then looked back in front of her to see Willow, in all her oceanic glory, in her siren costume.
Tiara narrowed her eyes, “Willow.” Tiara venomously spat out, clenching her hands into fists, she gritted her teeth.
Willow smiled, “Sunshine,” They said oh-so-casually, like it was all before Tiara found out about their actions. “Care to explain why you ran away?”
She questioned, like it was all before Tiara found out about their ambiguous actions, like it was all the same. But no it isn't, not when she found out.
Ever since she found out she never considered them a family anymore, she considered them as strangers with fragments of what it was all before.
She closed her eyes, “And care to explain what you would do to me if I did explain?” She raised an eyebrow, peaking an eye open.
Willow's smile dropped, then they looked at Tiara for a while before sighing.
“You're just stubborn aren't you?” Willow asked, but it was more like a statement, she put a hand on her hip.
Tiara scoffed, “I was born to be stubborn , bitch,” Tiara said while smirking. Proud of her answer.
Willow clicked their tongue, she looked past Tiara and grinned, she then looked back at Tiara.
“Well atleast I wasn't alone on wanting you back, dear,” Willow sing-sang, and before Tiara knew it she was lifted up from the ground, the raven from her shoulder jumped and charged at whoever was behind her, or at least tried too, before—
“ Stop ,” They commanded, “And here I thought you would be by our side when we manipulated you, Thunder, nevermind.” Willow then started walking towards the raven.
Tiara's eyes widened, Thunder was killed?! she thought, looking at the raven that was slowly backing away.
She closed her eyes, then—
“Leave Thunder alone!”
Willow whipped their head, crimson red eyes mixing chocolate brown ones. Then tilted her head to the side.
Tiara continued, “I'll come with you! Just please leave him alone!” she exclaimed without regret, Thunder already did everything to protect her, it's now her turn to protect him.
They stood in silence for a moment, before Willow sighed.
“Alright, but we'll have to drug you just in case this was a trick, sweetheart,” Willow said apologetically, then started walking towards her.
“Oh I know,” Was the last thing Tiara said before passing out.
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Waking up feeling like her hands were tied together, she groaned. Memories of what happened the last time before she was engulfed by unconsciousness slowly regaining.
She was about to look up until she felt something stab her stomach, she screamed in pain and threw her head backwards.
Someone was comforting her, but it did nothing to stop the everlasting pain of a certain object piercing through her stomach. She opened her eyes to reveal a smiling Phillipa, with a knife in her hand.
“Heya mate,” The older blonde greeted, “I see you've woken up now, maybe a bit longer nap would do, right?” The older girl smiled apologetically, then proceeded to stab her forehead.
She looked at Phillipa before—
“I hate you three…” She whispered out before being engulfed by the darkness.
◇————◇
She slowly opened her eyes to reveal a foggy sky, objects slowly falling around her. She tried looking down, or atleast on her perspective it was, to see that she was standing on a platform.
She looked around her to see houses, roads, buildings, all those thing earth would have, being a complete mess and are somehow floating.
She looked behind (or; below) her to see the void, all the falling objects going there, then she looked in front (see; above) her. To see a familiar face, instead it was wearing what was supposed to be a funeral suit for gentlemen.
“Kristoff,” Tiara greeted her 'father', then the man's face changed into a disappointed expression.
“Shouldn't you be calling me, 'Father', dear?” The man—Kristoff—asked, not really happy with his daughter's (is she even his daughter?) behaviour.
She blinked, then narrowed her eyes, “I lost my manners for you four ever since I found out,” She venomously said, not really wanting to deal with this shit right now.
Kristoff hummed, seemingly in thought, “Fair enough,” he said, “But whatever you do to stay clear out of their sight they won't ever let you go mate,” Kristoff said smugly, like it was the best thing in the world.
It was not.
It will cost her freedom, but it was such a fine deal, a family for your freedom but was it really worth it if at the end of the day they wouldn't let you out of their sight?
For most, no, but for Tiara? Maybe.
You see, ever since she started living with them she has been getting this.. sick dreams lately about a city burning down, with three other blurry faces. Dreams about torturing someone, etcetera.
And it felt weird, like a euphoria slowly exposing it's aura around her.
And it felt nice.
But just because it's there doesn't justify their wrong doings, does not justify the fact they kill people for fun, shit and giggles.
Kristoff's voice snapped him out of his train of thoughts, “Is this something in your mind, dear?” Kristoff asked, raising an eyebrow.
Tiara sighed, “It's nothing,” Tiara mumbled, “When can I get out of here?” She asked
Kristoff smiled, “Until they revive you,” he said and that made Tiara flinch, Revive? Wasn't the revival book rare to find and only the chosen ones can have it? She thought.
“You know…” Kristoff started, “Would you ever get this feeling, that you would want to kill somebody?” He asked.
Tiara blinked, Kristoff continued “Do you sometimes look at somebody and wonder, how it would feel if they were to be dead?”
Tiara blinked again, “What do you mean?” She whispered, satisfied terrified of what Kristoff could mean.
Kristoff hummed, “Do you ever find yourself thinking, you want to see empires burn? See the world crumble into pieces?” he questioned like he was only questioning about the weather.
Tiara flinched, “No.” Tiara answered, voice slightly shaking.
Kristoff frowned, “I know that's a lie dear, please don't lie to me again, or you'll suffer the consequences,” Kristoff demanded, his aura around him feeling slightly colder.
Tiara only blinked, fear running through his veins.
He smiled, “Now let's try again; Do you want to see the world burn?” he questioned again, but this time, Tiara hesitated.
Does she?
Maybe she does, cause why would she feel excited about the idea? Why does she feel euphoria when she found out they were serial killers? Why does she feel satisfied about the recurring dream?
Tiara looked down (see; left), “Maybe I do,” she finally admitted, Kristoff smiled.
“But why do I feel conflicted about this?” she asked.
“What do you mean, dear?”
“On one hand; I do want to see the world burn, but on the other; I want to rise to the top, want power , want the world to recognize me,”
Kristoff hummed, then closed his eyes, “You'll understand soon dear,” Kristoff stated, voice slowly echoing, “But for now, go back, they want explanations, maybe they would also give you the answers.”
Kristoff's voice slowly started to fade and a ringing can be heard in her ears, she then blacked out.
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She woke up in a warm bed, the sun was shining but not directly at her eyes. She groaned and rubbed her left eye then debated whether to get up or not.
She zoned out for a while before the door of the room opened to reveal a smiling Philla, with a tray or food on hand.
Philla opened the door then went inside, then closed the door to make sure Tiara can't get out until she caved in.
Philla's smile widened, “Morning darling,” she greeted as she placed down the tray of food beside Tiara.
Tiara just stared at Philla, face monotone. Philla stared back, a smile still painted on her face.
Tiara sighed, “Let's get this over with,” she started, “What the fuck does Kristof- I mean father mean about the three of you want explanations.”
Tiara stuttered as she was about to mention Kristoff's name when Philla's smile dropped and glared at her.
“Number one; You aren't allowed to say your parents name like we aren't legally your parents, two; explanations on why you ran away,” Philla listed off, glaring at Tiara like a mother scolding her child (Well maybe Tiara's being a hypocrite but still—).
Tiara squinted her eyes, “Isn't it already too obivous?” She asked, “It's 'cause you three are mass murderers that's been haunting this world for centuries now. Reincarnated over and over again.”
Philla looked at her like some curious cat, “Solaria you there?” She asked.
Tiara flinched, “How the fuck do you know them…” She whispered out, she did not remember telling them about Solaria.
Philla smiled, “We've always know, darling,” she stated, “And plus, you can't really hide anything from us,”.
Tiara thought for a moment, Philla's right, she remember when Tiara was slashed by a knife at her arms, she tried hiding it with a hoodie she brought to school that day.
She tried lying but due to Thea and her piglin traits it smelled her blood and they all went mother-hen on her. The next five days after healing the person who tried stabbing her with a knife seemed nervous when they saw her.
Ah, she thought, they probably threatened that person, that's great— wait no it's not what the fuck .
Tiara took one look at Philla and looked away from her mother, “Fuck off and leave me alone,”.
Philla chuckled, “Now now, don't be bitter darling,” She said, “You and I both know you love the feeling of blood in your skin.” she said.
Tiara turned around, to face her mother, “I do not.” Tiara stated.
Philla grinned, “Then why did you smiled when you saw the blood on your hands back when you beat the shit out of Tubbia's bully?” Philla asked mockingly.
Tiara's eyes widened, “You. saw. nothing.” she slowly said, “I'd rather be dead than hurt peopl-” She started before she felt herself lose control of her body, then everything went black.
Solaria just yawned, “Dramatic bitches,” Then it looked at Philla, “Sup.”
Philla smiled, “Hey there mate,” she greeted, “So how long 'till she cracks?”
“Around 8 more dreams, basically 8 more nights,” Solaria escalated, “4 nights if you keep manipulating her.”
Philla smiled, “Perfect.”
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After that incident and the following days they've been real possessive and would very much watch her at all times.
They wouldn't allow Tiara to be out of their sight for too long, they would constantly be with her or stalking her. At school she would constantly start to shake 'cause one wrong move and they would hit her.
Well, she learned her lesson when she tried escaping. They broke her leg and threatened to break the other one if she tried to tell anyone.
And she would very much want her walking privileges still, thank you very fucking much.
As days went by she'd constantly hear a whisper saying to kill, kill, kill— But would brush it off. She made a silent promise not to be like them.
Well, that promise may have broken.
You see, someone in her English class has been targeting her for, and would constantly bully her. Would shove her to the lockers, and make fun of her.
Well, think Death himself decided enough was enough and threatened fate to change some things up.
◇———◇
Tiara was just walking down the hallway, school over and was heading home when someone grabbed her by the hair and shoved her inside the girls restroom.
“Ayo what the fu—” Not even halfway her saying something she was pushed into a stall and shoved down a toilet.
Wait holy shit the girl was trying to drown her.
She thought for a moment, and closed her eyes, she could hear the girl taunting her. But she didn't mind.
Solaria, can you help me?
She thought, then all she saw was red, a mental image of Philla in her costume stained in blood, and the sound of static ringing in her ears.
While Tiara was zoned out spiritually, Solaria was beating the shit out of the girl. They pulled the girl by her hair and slammed her to the lavatory, making the girl groan in pain.
She then proceeded to kick the girl in the gut. They opened the bag Tiara was carrying and pulled out a rock-solid frying pan. Smiled, then hitted the girl in the head again and again until she was no longer moving and breathing.
Solaria stopped, looked at the corpse and huffed. Pathetic.
The sound of footsteps snapped Tiara out of the mental vision of red and looked at where the footsteps were coming from. The steps were getting louder and louder until she saw a silhouette of a familiar someone.
It was Willow, in her siren costume, looking at her worriedly until she looked at the corpse.
Tiara looked at her hands that are now covered in blood with a frying pan in it. She smiled, then sighed.
“Seems like the reason why Solaria would always make sure I have a frying pan in my bag was for this,” She put a hand on her hip and looked at Willow, who was smiling.
Tiara grinned, “Satisfied?” She asked her sister.
Willow looked at her, “Satisfied,” Willow said, “Thea and Philla would be whining that they didn't see this.”
Tiara huffed, “Of course they would,” she agreed.
She smiled, maybe killing wasn't so bad of a idea.
