The land was dark and desolate; a barren field with the only evidence of humanity being the rubble and debris of buildings as far as the eye can see. That was all the world was now; just shattered remnants of what once was. Humanity destroyed itself. It all started with the Gloom; it changed humans and made them evil and attack one another. First came the panic. Then the riots. After that the wars broke out and the anarchy until most of the humans were wiped from existence along with everything else which was blown to bits. Now, there's only few humans left who are struggling to survive.

 

A young boy of age five with markings of bones on his body and a sugar skull on his face was searching through the ruins of what once was a two story building. The Gloomified wildlife was too busy trying to kill another poor soul so the boy had time time to search for supplies. He needed some kind of medication for a dying man he called his father. With nothing but tattered pants and a satchel the boy was on his knees searching through the rubble for some kind of item he could give to his father so he could feel better.

"Por favor..." The boy sniffled, wiping away thick tears that ran down his face as he searched. The tears dampened the ends of his scruffy brown colored hair.

"Por favor... Por favor... Mi Papa..."

Edited March 17, 201510 yr by Awuwa7KH

Miguel sighed softly as he pulled Ash even closer. He continued to eat, however he ate slow in fear that he'll throw up again. Miguel began to stoke her hair softly. He was going to kiss her forehead but decided not to just in case he was sick.

"Nicholas is going to be fine, Sí? He is very strong and he will make sure he feels better because he wants to make you happy too." He grabbed Ash's fork and took some of her food to try and feet it to her. "Try to eat sí? I'll be okay. I just feel a little icky today that's all. Now open la boca for the train!" He said with a small chuckle.

 

Stiles meanwhile studied the X-Rays closely. He noticed some markings where Nicholas' neck was in the scan.

"Ja..." Stiles muttered. "His trachea and esophagus is damaged. I might be able to help fix but I don't know if he'll eat after that... I could-"

"They hanged me and my family." Nicholas suddenly blurted out. He was still stairing at nothing. "I wasn't heavy enough for my neck to snap."

"I wasn't heavy enough for my neck to snap."  Grim nearly lost it. He was usually the one to keep his cool. He had yet to scream, to fully just emotionally collapse and shatter into millions of pieces. But he was this close to once he heard Nicholas say those words. "Nicholas..." Grim said as he hurried over him, wrapping his arms around him gently. The loss of a family, that was something that everyone if not most at this time and age suffered through. Even Miguel and himself. "I'm sorry that you had to be born in this awful world, Nicholas. I'm sorry the world has treated you this badly." Grim muttered, whimpering as he rubbed his forehead against Nicholas'. "Tell me who they were...tell me their names, Nicholas..." Grim muttered, his body tensing up. "Who hurt you so badly? Was it Melusine, Preta, Satyr, Basilisk, who was it, tell me please?" Grim muttered, begging for any names that he might recognize, remember, know of in order to pinpoint someone to blame. "I won't let them get away with this, ok?...Jack, Miguel and I are going to make them pay." Grim assured. "Wait, you're going to the Auction mission aren't you?!" Befana said, recognizing it. "Yes." Grim turned. "We'll also bring supplies if we can. But we're makiing sure that the auction marks down the end of the rebel groups."

 

Ash blinked and looked up worryingly, but smiled a bit when she saw that Miguel still had his upbeat attitude, somewhat. She opened her mouth with a soft 'aaahh' and nomed down on the food, chewing it and enjoying the flavor. Jacko cooked pretty good for all of this being healthy food. "Miguel." Cupid rolled in with his crutches. "I got your costumes ready and packed up. You guys should be ready to leave when you're ready, for the whole Auction thing." Cupid said, completely oblivious of what had happened.

Nicholas looked down as Grim held him. He didn't hold him back, nor cry or smile. He just stood still. He didn't even feel anything at all. Nicholas was just in a daze from the series of events that had took place. He just wanted to go to sleep and wake up from this dream. He listened to the names Grim spoke, and they sounded familiar in a strange way, like forgotten spirits in the wind.

"Melusine..." Nicholas muttered. Just saying the name made his heart cry. "... And my uncle, Panic." The dim faded memories began to come back. "My daddy was going to overthrow the camp... To stop the violence and end the suffering. My uncle told on him, and they hung us all for it. My uncle for promoted. My entire family died as soon as they pulled the lever... Except for me. I was struggling until another group nearby attacked and they cut me down." He didn't realize it at first, but tears had been trailing down his face. "I wish I died then..." He whispered. "I wish my neck snapped. I want my family back...." He began to sob, whimpering from the sadness. "Mommy... Daddy... Mikah... Mia...."

 

Miguel happily fed Ash, until Cupid had come along. Sometimes he honestly wanted to just smack Cupid upside the head. "Alright, but not /now/... Something happened. That's what Nicholas and Guada isn't here..." He muttered. "Idiota..."

Edited May 21, 201510 yr by Aqua7KH

Upon hearing the name Melusine, Grim's eyes widened in horror. Flashes of the person who bore such name appeared before his eyes, memories of the cruelty, the laughter, everything. "She...hurt you too..." Grim muttered. He continued to gently hold Nicholas as he felt his breath quicken, and his body tense to the point he could be snapped like a twig. "Don't worry...I know who she is...I'm going to make sure that she pays for what she's done..." Grim said as he looked down at Nicholas. "Melusine is an evil witch. She won't live to see another day. Neither will your uncle. I promise you." Grim said as he slowly let go and looked up at Stiles. "Please. Fix him. Through surgery or something. Save his life." Grim said. Tears were falling down his cheeks as his eyes were wide and a crooked smile spread across his face, as if something in him had snapped at the mention of the snake queen. "I'm going to make sure this auction is their last." With that, he turned on his heels and walked out.

 

Cupid blinked a few times and rubbed the back of his head. "Ah...sorry." Cupid said. Ash went ahead and ate up what was left happily, drinking the cold milk with it. Just then, Grim walked into the room. His aura felt...different. It was still Grim, but he wasn't in his pacifist mood at all. "Cupid. Could you take care of Ash. Miguel and I will go to Jack and get ready for the mission." Grim said. "Sure. Jack is back at your room waiting. Come on Ash, I want to show you this awesome playground we have where you can play." Cupid said. Ash seemed hesitant, but upon receiving a nod from Grim, she kissed Miguel on the cheek and walked off with Cupid. Grim wasted no time to talk to Miguel, telling him everything. "...we have to avenge his family...we have to do this so no more families suffer..."

Stiles reached out to stop him. He didn't want Grim to do it. He at least wanted to go with him. But he knew that he needed to stay so he could take care of Nicholas, who only remained silent after that.

Stiles slowly nodded. "...Ja. I will do my best. Be careful and go with God. Me and the boy will be waiting for you to get back."

 

Once Grim had came to Miguel and told him everything, he couldn't help but get the feeling to throw up again. If wasn't even from the details. It was just nausea in general. Miguel nodded darkly and gripped his machete tightly in his hand. He pictured Nicholas, hanging from the gallows, struggling to breathe as life was slowly being drained out of him because his body was so tiny as a child for the noose to break his neck. Miguel slowly got up.

"Vamanos.... Tonight, they will be the ones hanging from the gallows."

Jack was ecstatic. He took the two back to the room and started out with the plan. “Alright. Miguel, you were worried that you would be recognized by the old members of the group you belonged to, the Wolves, right?” Jack said as he took out a mask. It was made out of a deer skull with its antlers still attached, fur going down to cover the back and make it stable to wear over the face. “You can use this the entire time. No one will question it. Plus, it gives off more of the Skull vibe we’re going to be after.” Jack assured as he handed it over to Miguel. “We will keep our weapons, they’re all allowed. Just keep it close to you and make sure no one takes it away.” Jack said as he then turned to Grim. “I know you have a thing for your braid, but you’ll look more…distressed without it.” Jack suggested. Grim merely hummed. “I know what you mean.” Grim said, and with a small pull, his hair was freed from the braid. It was long yet had somewhat of a spike to it, but moved naturally with Grim’s movements. “Now for your mask.” Jack said as he handed it over to Grim. Grim stared at it and got it on. “Hm…maybe we could dress you up like a girl, Grim.” Jack suggested. “Excuse you?!” “J-Just a suggestion!” Jack said as he got his mask on and picked up his backpack. “We’ll go out the side entrance and head down south. We should get there by sunset, surely.” Jack said as the three started to head out. Grim looked at Miguel pouting a bit. “…would I make a pretty girl?”

 

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Miguel took the mask in deep interest. It looked utterly badass, he had to say. And it would be great to strike fear into the other rebel groups and show them that the Skulls aren't to be messed with. Hopefully this entire operation would go without a hitch. He wanted this mask to be the last thing his enemies saw before they died. Jack made the suggestion of making Grim dress like a girl, and Miguel snorted.

"We could do that.... Hopefully no pendejo will hit on him!" He was going to continue until he looked up to see Grim with his hair loose. Miguel couldn't help but blush slightly. It has been a while since he had seen Grim's hair out.

"W-Well, I'd say you could be a very pretty girl. Muy bonita. Your face is very feminine after all." He said, the last part jokingly.

Jack clapped his hands. "Then it's settled. Grim's dressing up like a girl, in order to avoid attention from Melusine." Jack said rather happily. Too happy. "Son of a b-" Before Grim could finish that statement, Jack pulled him into the bathroom where the mirror was. "No complaining." Jack said as he pushed Grim inside, slamming the door shut. The whole way through you could hear Grim muttering out curses, Jack laughing, and something about 'that is not going in there or so god help me'. A few minutes later Jack pulled Grim out, who hid his face behind the mask he wore. "If Nicholas and Ash see me like this they'll never live it down." Grim muttered. It wasn't even a big change. He still wore his baggy pants and sneakers, just that now he wore a jacket with stuffing in it to make it look like he was a girl, and a slight shade of pink over his lips for detail. "I hate you." Grim said with a growl. "Aw you look darling! If you weren't a boy I'd totally date you." Jack joked as he picked up his backpack once more. "Alright, we're leaving!" Jack called. Grim looked over at Miguel. The mask helped hide most of his face, so at least his lips looked girly. "If you laugh you're dead." Was all he said to Miguel as he crossed his arms. Jack led the group of three outside of the city, to which they were bid farewell and good luck by the guards, some of them even asking for Grim's name on the way out. After a few hours of walking they reached their destination just in time. By a large clearing surrounding by a waterfall, the auction was at place. There were large tents here and there, storing the merchandise to be purchased, creating trading stations for smaller items and whatnot. There was a large stand right in the middle for when the auction started. Groups of rebels were already there, talking, exchanging, being overall friendly to one another. "This looks bigger than last year." Grim commented. "Yeah." Jack gulped. He sighed. "Alright. We'll walk around and work as a team. We dispose of the targets and set up the explosives." Jack said as he pulled his mask on. "Lead us in, Windego." Jack said, smiling at the nickname for Miguel for the current mission at hand.

Miguel wanted to laugh only because Grim told him not too. If only cameras still existed.

"Ah, pink looks pretty on you Guada linda~" he was going to continue, but stopped after he saw how upset Grim was. He still couldn't help but snort.

Once they got to the auction, Miguel stared in awe on how it all looked. It was so big and everyone looked like they were civilized. But Miguel knew the only people here were pure savages.

"So this is it..." He muttered underneath his breath. He placed his own mask on, and rolled his eyes at Jack from the nickname. "Sure, pee-stain." With that, he flipped his cloak (which Miguel picked out himself) and walked in.

"I am not Pee-stain!" Jack whined as the three walked into the Auction. Those who took notice gave them a nod of respect and continued their way. Grim mumbled something under his breath as he followed the group. "We're doing great so far..." Jack said. Grim was about to say something, when he suddenly yelped, giving a small jump before turning around and looking, glaring. "What's wrong?" Jack asked. "Someone touched my @$$-!" Grim hissed, right as he froze in place, staring up and suddenly gripping onto Miguel's shoulder tightly. Jack slowly turned to see who it was; it was none other than Melusine. The grand queen of the auction, the queen of the Snakes. She had long, silky hair, glaring yellow eyes that seemed almost animal like. Both Jack and Grim looked down, avoiding eye contact. "That's...that's her..." Jack whispered. Melusine walked over to the group smiling. "Welcome to the Auction! My I haven't seen you around before. Are you new?" Melusine asked. Jack spoke up. "Yes mam. We're the Skulls. This is our leader. We came to the Auction in hopes of finding something useful for our cause." Jack said. Grim looked away all together. "Well welcome then! I'm Melusine~ Since you're new, allow me to lead you into the tent where the merchendise is." Melusine said as he offered her arm to Miguel. "What do you say, handsome?"

Miguel was about to chuckle from Grim's random encounter, until he saw the queen of the Snakes. He knew who she was as soon as Grim had tightened his grip. He wanted to shield Grim from her, but he knew he had to play his part. At first he stood silent and watched her every move. Her title suited her; her tongue and appearance was as venomous as a snake. Initially Miguel just wanted to chop her with his machete, but that wasn't the full reason why he came. They needed to strike down all of the groups. Not just her.

"Ah... Thank you for your welcome." Miguel said, his voice low. He suppressed his accent and didn't say a single word in Spanish. The last thing he needed was his voice to be recognized in the event that he saw someone he knew. "But I have to decline Your Highness." He took Melusine's hand and lifted up his mask slightly to kiss it. "I'd rather see the of her groups." He declined the offer because he didn't want to see the 'merchandise.' He wanted to spare Grim and Jack a further trip down memory lane. "I have heard a lot about you and your group. I also heard a lot about a man, I believe his name is Panic? Is he your partner? I would love to meet him if he is here."

Melusine was delighted at how Miguel acted. Grim and Jack both breathed in relief. If there was anything this snake queen loved more than anything, it was to be treated like one. "Well if you insist." Melusine purred, before humming in thought. "Panic, ah yes, he should be by the podium taking a list of items right now, actually. He was helping organize the merchandise just a few minutes ago. He should be around...there." Melusine said as she pointed by the podium. Grim could only mentally flinch at the word organize. Organize didn't just meant organize in the auction. Hell knows what it meant. He was glad Miguel wouldn't have to see them 'organizing', though. "Well then, I should be off, I need to get the betting ring ready. Call me if anything, handsome~" Melusine said with a small chuckle as she winked at Miguel and walked away. Jack and Grim waited for her to be out of sight to finally sigh the breath they were holding in. "Alright. I'll go 'check' on the merchandise, Windego." Jack said, referring of course to something completely different and accordingly to the mission, with a bow, he walked off. Grim grabbed Miguel's hand and started to pull him slightly. "This way." He mouthed as he led Miguel to the podium, glancing at a single man with a clipboard. "Must be him." Grim hummed as he glanced around, taking note of a tent further off. "Go hide in that tent, I'll try to lure him inside where you'll be waiting. The loudness of the whole place should cover up any screams." Grim whispered to Miguel, somewhat smiling at the fact that this guy would be getting what he deserved. He gave Miguel thumbs up before putting everything he learned in the camps into action, getting his hands innocently behind his back as he walked over to the assumed Panic.

Miguel huffed to himself as Melusine went away. It was almost as if his entire personality was flip-flopped. "Stuck up puta...." He muttered once Melusine was gone. She was already on his list. Miguel could easily fell why she was the queen. As Jack began to walk away, he placed his hand on Jack's shoulder.

"If you find any prisoners..." He whispered into his ear. "See if they can fight. When the explosions go off it'll help if others join the fight as well." With that, he left with Grim and hid in the tent as instructed. He already had his machete out for the kill.

Panic was checking the charts as said by Melusine, but he was also drinking some thick whiskey at the same time. The man was young, and looked to be in his early or mid thirties. He had dark blue eyes as well as salt and pepper hair. He also had a five-o-clock shadow. He looked up as he saw Grim. He grinned.

"Why hello~ Anything I can get you, beautiful?"

On the outside, Grim kept his cool. On the inside however; "(Oh my god he actually bought it by first site this loser actually thinks I'm a chick wait is this a good thing or a bad thing I'm manly! It's totally the make up. It has to be, otherwise I'd be manly as hell! I think. I hope. No, I'm pretty sure I would be!)" Grim thought. However with a mission to do, and limited time before betting started, he decided to question on his looks later. He gave Panic and innocent smile, walking closer and around him, almost teasing him as he moved his hands around his face and down his arm. Grim then took the pencil out of his hand, writing down on the piece of paper something along the words, 'How about some fun, handsome? Follow me', for him to read. Grim decided to not speak, he had gone through puberty and his voice would give it away, as much as he tried. Only giving Panic enough time to read the written sentence, Grim took one of his hands started to gently pull him away from his spot, away from the busy and distracted crowed and all the way to the tent. Once inside, there was light but enough shadows for Miguel to hide. He just hoped that Miguel would chop his head off before he tried leaning in for a kiss.

Panic grinned and couldn't help but fall under Grim's spell. He was going to take the mask off, but decided not to. He loved women who were mysterious. He read the note Grim had made, and it only made his smile even wider.

"Ahh okay sweetie~ Lead the way." He followed Grim without hesitation and once inside the tent Panic immediately grabbed Grim by the shoulders and pressed him against the wall.

"I'll have you know I got hours until the auction starts~" he was about to say more and immediately went in for the kiss. He was stopped mid short however when he was suddenly yanked back and thrown to the ground. Miguel then proceeded to promptly bash his face repeatedly with a rock. He was going to use a machete, but a rock was much more painful and lasting.

"Good job, sexy." Miguel said with a small grin.

Grim was actually flattered by Miguel's compliment, looking away with a slight blush. "As flattered as I am don't call me that, its so weird." Grim said with a chuckle. Though he had to admit, the plan worked and so far Jack's strategy had yet to encounter a flaw. They would soon blow this place to pieces. "You should've used the machete. You got your hands dirty." Grim said softly as he looked down at the man. By this point his head and face had been bashed in, and he would choke on his own blood in minutes. Grim wiped away any blood on Miguel off him. "Next is Melusine, and this one is going to be...tricky." Grim said as he paced around. Melusine wasn't queen for looks alone. She was strong enough to fight her way up and was less prone to drop her guard for pleasures. What could they do. "Lets see, she did seem to like you a lot. Maybe you can lure her in this tent too? Man I regret not bringing a sniper rifle now." Grim said as he growled to himself. "I could always pull off my disguise in front of her, that'll have her attention on me while you get her in the back. Miguel, what do you think?"

Miguel considered the options for a moment. He continued to beat the man, but didn't finish him off. He decided to let the man die slowly and let him choke on his own blood. That's what he deserved for killing his own family, and traumatizing his own nephew for life. Miguel spat at Panic.

"That was for Nicholas, you cabron." Miguel muttered.

Panic spat out his blood and gritted his teeth in pain. "I... I will kill you!" He swore. "...F*** you...!"

Miguel rolled his eyes, and crossed his arms as he talked to Grim. "Whatever you want to do..." Miguel said with a frown. "Just be careful sí? If only Stiles was here he could've sniped the puta in the face. I could try to lure her but I don't think she'll fall for it."

Grim thought about it. "Kill him off. I'll meet you at the big tent." Grim said as he walked away and hurried out. He walked straight to the biggest tent where the merchandize was being kept out of sight. He walked inside. It was rather loud. But he knew there was somewhere deeper in the tent. He walked across and into another side of the tent that had a sign on it that said 'STAFF ONLY'. He strolled right inside. "Melusine." The woman slowly turned away from her fur coats and looked back. "Hey...who are you again?" She asked. Grim pulled out the oranges from his shirt and wiped the make up off his face. He took off his mask. "Damn well you do." He hissed. Melusine's eyes widened. But a smile slowly crept up her features. "My trophy." She said. "Don't call me that!" "Oh please how can I not?" Melusine said as she walked over to Grim, holding his face gently. "Have you any idea how much money you made me with your little tricks? Don't you remember how you would volunteer to-!" Grim slapped her hands away. "Volunteer my @$$, you forced me! I had no choice! I was worth 2 megs per night!" "And my you were popular! I don't know why you're angry. It taught you how to survive. After all, didn't you used such tricks to escape? Sneaking in a shiv, and slitting the throat after the night was done." "You're disgusting." Suddenly, Melusine kissed him. This took him by surprise, but he pushed her off as quickly. "The actual hell!" "You taste as sweet as when you left!" That's when she tackled him down, her hands wrapped around his neck, from underneath her sleeves wires wrapping themselves around her hands as she started to choke Grim. "You were so much more obedient when you were smaller, what happened to my little Grim Reaper? You still have my brand don't you? Its forever in your body so you're mine forever!" Melusine asked, a crazed look on her face. Grim clawed at her hands, skin and blood ripped by his nails as Melusine didn't flinch. "I...am not yours...anymore..." Grim said as he slammed his head against Melusine's, causing both to receive bruises. Melusine only tighten the hold, causing Grim to gasp for the air he wasn't getting. He reached into his pocket, desperately looking for something. He found it, stabbing Melusine to the side if the neck. Melusine coughed up blood, but her grip didn't lessen. Instead she laughed, blood dripping down onto Grim from her mouth. "You think you can escape? Wherever you are, no matter what, I'll always find you, my trophy."

Miguel was going to finish Panic off until Grim left the room. Suddenly he had a bad feeling. He decided to go after Grim to make sure he was safe. Miguel looked down at Panic and growled. "I'll finish you later." He muttered and left. As he was looking, Miguel suddenly have to support himself by leaning on a tent. Terrible cramps had attacked his stomach. He didn't know why he was feeling this way. Slowly, he stood back up and ignored the pain. Finally he recognized Grim's voice and it didn't sound too good. He slipped into the tent and saw Melusine attempting to kill Grim. Miguel growled and grabbed Melusine by the hair and violently yanked her back.

"Don't you dare!" He yelled, immediately going on top of Melusine to punch her in her face. "Touch my brother!!!"

Grim coughed and gasped for air, but we he didn't feel any safer once he saw Miguel being the one fighting Melusine. "Miguel!" Grim hissed. Melusine laughed as she grabbed Miguel's wrists, holding his punches as blood covered her face. "Brother! You're the brother I heard so much about! Even your name matches! How lovely it is to finally meet you! I could only imagine what it would be like to meet you. After all Grim would keep dreaming of you. So exciting to meet you!" Melusine said as she ended up pushing Miguel, the two rolling around the floor for an advantage. She tried to wrap the cables around Miguel's neck to choke him. "Once I kill you I'm taking him back! I'll keep your corpse around so he doesn't feel lonely!" Grim looked around and saw Miguel's machete. He picked it up from the floor and charged at Melusine, anger in his eyes. "I'm not yours, I never have, and never will be!" Grim screamed, raising the machete over Melusine, and with all of his strength, bringing it down to cut off through Melusine's neck, chopping her head off. The head rolled off on the floor as her body slumped over Miguel, blood endlessly flowing out of the still twitching body. Grim kicked the body off, dropping the machete and hugging Miguel close to him. "I'm not hers anymore, I'm not hers anymore. I'm yours I'm yours and I won't let her hurt you..."

Miguel's eyes widened. He didn't expect Melusine to have such strength, and when she managed to roll onto him he kneed her in the thy so he could try to roll ontop of her once more. He clawed his nails into her wrists as he looked down at her, his eyes filled with a fire of rage.

"He doesn't belong to you!!!" He screamed at her. He went to throw more punches in. "I will give my life before that happens!" She managed to switch places with him once more and tried to choke him. Miguel growled and didn't even try to stop her; instead be tried to claw her eyes out. "He's... Not...." He choked out. He was starting to get lightheaded after a few seconds when Grim suddenly came in and finished the deed. Within the next few seconds Melusine was dead on the floor, and her blood was all over him. Miguel sat up and gasped for a few breaths of air. He felt Grim's arms wrapped around him in which Miguel slowly returned.

"I know..." Miguel muttered softly into his ear. He entangled his fingers in Grim's hair. "I won't let anyone hurt you ever again... You were never hers sí? You're safe now. Please... Forget the pain..." Miguel started to tear up. He was thinking about the remnants from Grim's attempts of suicide from earlier. "Please Guada por favor.... You're here and that's all that matters now sí? I love you so much... I can't see you hurting anymore..."

Grim slowly calmed down as he felt Miguel's embrace. He rested his head against Miguel's shoulder in reassurance. "I love you too..." He muttered, glancing down at the dead Melusine. To see her like this still felt strange. When he was younger, in his eyes she was like a demon. Unbeatable, and no matter how much you fought, she would always win. Not anymore. Just then, Jack walked in. "There you guys are, I've been looking for you-oh my god she's dead." Jack gasped as he looked around, his expression ranging from horror to amazement. Grim looked up. "She is...are the bombs set up?" Grim asked. "Yes. I've even loosened up the cages from behind so at the first explosion, they should be able to run off." Jack explained. Grim sighed. "Good." Grim said. He slowly picked up his mask, wiping some blood off it before getting it over his face. "Lets go. We have to get ready to run off when the explosions start." Grim said as he stood up, helping Miguel up. He held his hand. "Lets go. Quickly." Grim said as he walked out, holding Miguel's hand. Jack promptly followed, walking up over to Miguel as he handed him something. "Would you like to do the honors, boss?" Jack asked with a sly smile.

Miguel continued to hold his brother close. He didn't want to let go for a moment for he feared that Grim would disappear if he did. Finally however Jack had entered the tent and it brought Miguel back to reality. He can hold his brother later. Right now there was a deed that had to be done. An act of revenge that would set the balance of the world right. When a injustice wasn't punished, the world wasn't balanced. And it was up to Grim, Jack, and Miguel to make sure this imbalance was fixed. Miguel followed Jack and Grim outside. He accepted the object from Jack and looked down. He slowly shook his head. "I want Guada to do it. This is what he deserves." With that, he handed the object to his brother. It was Grim's right to set off the bombs. Grim's and Jack's.

Grim stopped as Jack handed him the trigger. He stared down at it as if he had never seen one before. It was the awe of the moment. With one trigger he would kill dozens of people who have done wrong in this world. He would be able to cleanse the world from them. All with a single button. The thought of it alone was euphoric. Grim slowly, but surely pressed the button. The explosions occurred, one after another. The tents went up in flames, as people where thrown across from the magnitude from it. Many ran off, trying to get out alive. Prisoners escaped opposite ways towards freedom. The screams and the smoke rose up in volume, the color red of flames simply taking over the entire area. It was beautiful. "For dad...for everyone..." Grim muttered, a small smile twitching on his features, but he slowly came back to reality, looking away from the fire. "Let's go home. I want to tell Nicholas that his uncle has paid for what he has done dearly. Also that Melusine won't be hosting anymore auctions anymore." Grim said. Jack nodded, pointing back as they started to walk home. Grim hummed as he still held Miguel's hand. "Hey, Miguel, do you think dad would be happy with us? How we've grown, and what we've done so far?"

Miguel watched as all the flames went off, and everyone scattered. It was more magnificent than he imagined it would be. The thought of how many people just died from it, that made it sweeter. Suddenly he paused himself in his thoughts as he watched the flames. Surely he was happy that bad people died right? He wasn't happy because people died in general. No, he wouldn't be happy if any innocents died. He assured himself that. Only the wicked should die. Miguel was still stuck in this train of thought until Grim brought him back to reality. He didn't even realize that he was now walking home.

"Sí?" Miguel asked. "Oh sí! Papa would be very proud and happy with us, Guada. He would be happy and proud at the fact that not only are we able to protect ourselves, but at the fact that we can protect others and advege them." He was going to say more, and even give Grim a hug before he suddenly held his stomach, and sprinted right to a nearby tree to promptly vomit everything he ate that morning into the ground. Miguel rested his head against the tree, already breaking into a sweat. "Mm!"