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Teresa was evidently surprised by the sudden action, blinking with surprise. Her body tensed upon touch, unused to friendly contact and slightly pained since the burns were touched, but slowly she relaxed. The pain.. It was over.
Everything was okay.
She chuckled softly at Reagan's reaction, hesitantly returning the hug. "Yeah, we did, huh..?" she mused in reply, smiling softly. It seemed she was unused to gentle physical contact.. Not after all of the time she'd been with WCKED, and in the Maze, and.. Just... Everywhere else the seventeen-year-old had been unlucky enough to wind up.
Just in this game alone, the poor girl had been through lifetime's worth of physical trauma, and it clearly showed. She'd had many a scar on her palely tanned skin upon entry, but now, her entire body was littered with burns(fire and electrical), a stab wound, and more. It was a miracle she hadn't collapsed and given into the voice of death luring her to an eternal sleep.. But she fought it.
And she had won.
At the question, there came only a simple shrug.
"Well.. I've got nothing left. No home, no friends, no.. Family..." she replied, expression simply thoughtful and empty. "..There's no point in returning to the place I used to know as home, when home is simply somewhere where you can feel.. Wanted. Purposeful."
"Like.. Like you truly... Belong."
There was another pause, before her features turned back to her typical poker face, and her gaze turned to the ground. "The closest thing I have to that is here. Where.. Where I can assure that balance stays, and that there's no more incidents like this. Maybe I don't have family or friends here, but.. At least I have Little Guy, here," she nodded happily to the wolf pup held tenderly in her arms. "..and I can know I'm doing something useful, in this world and the next."
Another pause came, and she laughed slightly, shaking her head. "Y'know.. I used to think I knew the world. That I knew what was right, and what was wrong, and that anything I did was just. But now that I look back.. All those things I did... They were wrong. I was in the wrong..."
"...And I want to fix that."
At this point, the woman had actually.. Been brought to tears...?
How could this happen? I... I'm not supposed to.. Feel...
"Sorry.. I just.. Ah," she apologized, seemingly for the tears streaming silently down her face. She wasn't supposed to feel, or cry, or show any emotion.. But yet, here she was; the last one. The betrayer. Brought to tears by the past of which she used to be proud of. Frowning at the fact she was displaying these emotions, these overwhelming feelings she'd kept locked away so tightly for the entirety of her life, visibly.
So, she tried furiously to wipe away her tears with the tattered remains of what used to be her clothes, trying to ignore the pain touching the burns brought about. But, this proved useless... It looked like now that the tears had started, they weren't ready to stop. This frustrated the young woman to no end, and she desperately tried to stop this to no avail. "G-gah.. I'm not supposed to.. feel..." she muttered, inaudibly, cursing.
Well, whaddya know.. Even Teresa Agnes had to cry sometime.
Hoping to change the focus away from herself, Teresa decided to ask right back. "And y-yourself..?" she asked Reagan, forcing a shaky smile.
Maybe the girl just needed a hug. :)
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Yuka Mochida's Epilogue
"End of Start ~ Tortured Soul"
"T-Thank you... " Yuka muttered out with a bit of surprise for Crono's offering of what appeared to be a silver token. It would signify a lot for herself, since she had discarded her scented bead charm earlier on. It would be something that would be hers when she would remain in the afterlife. Taking one last look at everyone else... Yuka smiled lightly before closing her eyes, she would finally be at peace. Especially after all of the hardships that she's been through... it would be suitable for her to rest peacefully. Gone like a light, she appeared as if she were sleeping as the reapers took her and the other traitors away to 'pass on.'
....
Like she expected, it was pure silence... Nothing around her, it was a complete abyss around her. While Yuka knew it would be peaceful, the silence was too eerie for her... All she could see was herself and the silver token that Crono had given to her before she was brought here. Maybe this was it for her, a consequence for being a traitor and working against the Composer. If she only didn't foolishly agree to be a traitor... she might had made it back, but she had to suck it up. This was it, and there was no changing it.
Though, Yuka did find it weird that she was the only one in this afterlife, she didn't spot Emma, Ryu, or even Mikasa around. They all should be in the afterlife... right?
That's when she felt a strong blow brought down to the back of her head. It hurt... a lot. she gave out a cry of pain, and yet, she was the only one around. Her voice echoed out for ages. Wait... a blow to the head? Why did that seem familiar to Yuka?
Before she could ask herself, Yuka felt the pain of fire erupting from her chest, and then the pain of an energy blast sparked up around her face. Wait... it's way too familiar... and that was because she died that way near the end of the Reapers' Game. A certain voice rang in her head, as if to remind her of something.
"When you die in this accursed school... you feel that pain of your dead for all eternity..."
Her eyes widened in shock. No... she didn't die at that school, but yet, she was experiencing her two deaths. Over and over again. The death back at Heavenly Host... and her death recently from the end of the Reapers' Game. No... no no no no no no no! Yuka screamed out for someone to help as she felt the cycle repeating itself, the smashing blow of a sledgehammer to her head, the burning around her body, and the beam that ended her life in the game. It never ceased to slow or stop, it only repeated the pain of those deaths over and over, not giving the poor girl time to recover from each re-experience. No one was there to comfort her... She bet that most of the people that despised her were laughing at her predicament...
Either way, Yuka could never escape this punishment, because it wasn't just an afterlife she was in. It took time for her to realize that she was back within the cursed hallways of Heavenly Host, as a spirit that will suffer there, and would eventually become hostile to other unfortunate souls that drift into these halls.
"...P-Please... somebody... he...help... meeeeee..." Yuka cried out for anybody, but she was responded to with silence. Clearly the spirits weren't even around to share their pain with her. Though, she could had sworn to hear laughter.
Laughter that only came from the girl in red.
The girl in red stood there, over Yuka's suffering spirit.
Pretending to be oblivious to her suffering, Sachiko sang to cruel delight.
"K a g o m e K a g o m e . . . w h e n , o h w h e n w i l l i t c o m e o u t . . . i n t h e n i g h t o f d a w n . . . t h e c r a n e a n d t u r t l e s l i p p e d . . . w h o i s b e h i n d y o u n o w ?"
The song repeated endlessly, whether or not Sachiko sang it, and along with it was Yuka's suffering. What a cruel fate... for such a foolish girl.
-The End-
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Asha just took the hit, looking at Chandra with a look of annoyance. "You're welcome."
Asha looked around.
So it really was over now. He had a place to be. Things to do, and people to care about.
He approached the portal out, looking out to Crono. "I think I'm ready now. I have a new future to write myself, I'll be right behind you."
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Crono nodded, giving Asha a thumbs up to indicate that he was ready too, for one, last time, he looked around at the remaining people sitting around... He really hoped they would find their place to go, and, if they couldn't due to being traitors, that passing on would be relatively peaceful. Somewhere deep down though, he had a feeling not everyone had passed on peacefully, it upset him a little, but, at the same time, he knew there was nothing he could do about it now... The game was over, nothing could be changed as far as he knew. Taking one last breath of air from this world, he stepped through the portal, checking back to make sure Asha was following him, wherever they'd end up in his world, he was sure they'd figure out a way to get him to his other friends.