Catch took back his knife and glace at it before putting it away in this pocket, he then messed with his brother arm to, pinching it " Whoa, you're right... it looks fine but you're arm feels practically solid " he takes his first and Knox on it like you would a door, he stopped and looked at his own hand, he held it out flat contemplating Summoning a small blade, the Dreamer prince had been spending his magic Non-Stop and was feeling the wear of it more and more, he hesitantly said" I could try making a small blade, maybe?.... I think I need to rest a bit more, my hands still don't feel right... " Catch squeezed his hand into a fist, it Tangled and prickled as if it been asleep this whole time, just how much more could he do before it was dangerous? Weaver sanity was on the line and with that all of their lives, he was able to stop Eater ones but knew he couldn't do it a second time... " but I know we're on a time frame.. "

Anna had flew down to check things out herself, she was pinching Weaver arm and asking if he could feel that? She did this In different places to test it out but when Catch was making his offer she stopped and looked at him, even in the poor lighting she could tell her brother was worn out, it hung in his tone and demeanor, but it was confirmed when he admitted that he wasn't feeling good " hay, don't push yourself more then you already done ok? We can figure some other way to cut Weaver steel arm open!" She try to tease

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Malice had got himself to sit up and per over the bathtub rim, his wolf ears twitchde as he listened in on the conversation, he snorted with annoyance " your a bunch of idiots " and then let himself flop back down " I would be ashamed to call you lot Shadows Hunters, do you not know anything? " he placed a Paw on his face and groaned, these were the people he had to really on? Did they know nothing? Then again the Nightmare king thought to why they likely didn't... Malice let out a huff, before saying " I shouldn't be surprised... why would Void teach you such things in his school? Soledormir would want you to know enough to get by but never enough to have an edge "
Malice took one of his chains and brought the end of it to the edge of the bathtub and tap it like he would a finger " listen here you stupid fools, trying to cut a Nightmare with a common blade will get you nowhere, were are designed to survive and as we gain experience on how to do that it effects our bodies, there are hand crafted weapons that are designed to penetrate a Nightmare hid however those toys will not "

Weaver was answering Rihanna's questions with a lot of "Yes, but no," as he could feel her touching him, yet her tiny paws pinching him did nothing, but when Catch makes his offer, he grimaces. Then Malice speaks up as well, and Weaver looks up at the bathtub again. "Hey, I'm not stupid! Of course you can't kill a Nightmare with a little hunting knife, I wouldn't try to..." he began to protest, but he went quiet as the realization dawned on him. //... Trying to cut a Nightmare with a hunting knife... The whole reason I'm even trying to cut myself is because Malice needs the blood of a Nightmare... and I'm the only Nightmare around... How could I forget that so quick?// he thinks, mildly frustrated with himself, and disheartened. With Catch using his magic like this, it's so easy for him to forget that he's even a Nightmare. It's easier to remember that when Eater's in control, when he's bound and shackled by those chains... Right now, he almost, /almost/ feels like he's free...
Without saying another word on that matter, or looking at his brother, Weaver stands up again and looks at Malice. "... I bet even just your chains would work to cut through my arm, huh...?" he says, noticing the chain that Malice is tapping on the tub. The very, very scary chain. Weaver slowly holds his left arm out over the bathtub toward Malice, squints his eyes some, and says in a clearly nervous tone, "If you can, I guess it'd be better if you cut my arm than my brother down there... Just--no cutting my arm or my fingers off... Alright? Alright...??"

Death head bubble to the side and his face glowed again with embarrassment and flattery " y-our welcome! I-it's what We do here! " He went to rub the back of his head but as he went to do that the Grim Reaper was reminded he was holding Fiona used food tray, he let out a awkward chuckle " I forgot this"
Jason took everything in pretty well, it was a lot at first and took him a bit longer to process just because how tired he really was, but over all the stallion nodded his head with the others " Thanks bro! " this Grim Reaper guy was obviously the gatekeeper or guide to this level, it was nice to know that they reached a check point, and it felt like the kind they all needed, a rest stop or safe place. " hay Grimy would it be alright if we could see are friends and maybe rest up to?"

" G-rimy?" Death tips his head with Jason nickname for him, then he remembered that he hadn't introduced himself, his eyes widened " how rude of me! I h-aven't introduced himself! I am Death! It's a pleasure to meet you all friends of Fiona!" He tip his head to the side as he mumbled with disappointment in himself " and the others...that I still need to ask for names... " he sighed " I'm not good at this job..."

Crystal nodded when Boreas and Jason asked if they could see the others, hoping that even if it was only for a short amount of time, she’d be able to check on Glory and Crimson too, just to see for herself that they were okay also..

Taking a moment to think and watch him a little more, the girl came to the conclusion that Death here was just a gentle giant so to speak, it didn’t seem like he would hurt them, in fact it seemed that he was more nervous than she was right now, and that was saying something.

“I’m sure you’re doing just fine at your job, but regardless, it’s nice to meet you too.. Death,” Crystal spoke up again with a small smile to be friendly, but had a brief second of difficulty bringing herself to say his name.

Death's introduction occupied Boreas' thoughts for a moment.
...That name seemed a little on the nose. Yet, also not.
Still, the Elemental agreed with Crystal, motioning with his head towards the girl to imply this, "Yes, pleasure to meet you. My name's Boreas..." Feeling that they shouldn't hide anything in this place--especially since they were speaking with a giant grim reaper surrounded by cats--Boreas removed his disguise ring. "...I'm also an Elemental, like Fiona."

" I am glad " Penelope smiled in reply, she watched as Glory got in the bowl and started to relax. It was heart breaking to see someone in the Fairfin condition, however Penelope had a feeling she could have been worse.... she wondered just what was a Fairfin? She seem like a Bellezza in so many ways and yet not at the same time. One thing was for sure she knew the water would help heal Glory
In the meantime the Nurse was tending to Crimson, she carefully took a rag that she dip in the water and began to wipe down the Red king arms, The red king grimaced and recoil, he could feel the good magic touch him but it hurt...

Penelope had turned to watch and it made her grieve for Crimson. It shouldn't be this way, the water was a good thing but the evil inside Crimson had saturated his body this much and his reaction was proof that this was a living evil....

Catch and Anna both made faces at what Malice said, they both went to protests along with Weaver but stopped as well, he was right in a way...they had forgotten that Weaver was technically a Nightmare now, for a moment even they believe things were back how they used to be but neither one could dwell on that as Malice revealed something most shocking and disturbing " Wait, WHAT?" he blurted out, The Dreamer prince turned and try to pull himself up, at least enough to look into the bathtub " what do you mean Void and the school?!"
Malice stopped tapping his chain and looked up at Weaver, he was surprised by his request but didn't show it " interesting..." he Mumble and then went quite, this wasn't submission, the Nightmare king could since fear but this was something else, he thought about it, Eater was ether really playing the part of him trying to pretend to be a Dreamer and his former self or this was really Weaver... he glace over at his wings that were a halfway stuffed in there with him, the young purple Nightmare star had never moved on his wings... Malice could feel something was wrong with him, he wasn't a normal Nightmare, Malice knew every Nightmare who came into existence and Eater followed a rare path...but was there more to it? Malice knew everything there was to know about Nightmares and yet Eater threw him off, his mind went to what he knew, Faithful was still alive so then? could Weaver? But when he looked at the young Nightmare moments ago the confused Nightmare king didn't see Weaver, he didn't even see Eater, he seen a vision of himself... however His thoughts were disrupted by a shouting red hair...

Malice pin his ears back and looked over to Dreamcatcher and gave him a scowl " yes you idiot. Void has control of the Shadows Hunters and the Council. Do you really believe that you and your companions could run freely as you all did without drawing the attention of the shadow hunters?" He huffed.

" what?!" Catch stared wide-eyed in non-belief everything he believed in was being flip upside down " W-eaver? This can't be real!"

Weaver blinks at Catch's exclamation, but then he frowns. "Yeah, it's true... I'm pretty sure that was one of the things that I was planning on telling you about when we had more time, but I guess we'll talk about it now," he says, lowering his arm and resting his hand on the rim of the tub, "Malice is right, Void's in charge of the Shadow Hunters. Eater had stolen a book from Void while he was in there, right when he was about to free me, and we finally looked at it this morning. It talked all about how I was set up to turn into a Nightmare during school... The substitute teacher was a Forsaken Lord, the lady who always piled up extra work on me and got me in trouble for things I didn't do, some of the rooms even gave off evil magic, Void had his minions involved and got the other students to go along, they even poisoned my food and everything..." He stops there, filled with the same emotions he had when he first learned this with Boreas: anger, disgust, and the pain of being betrayed... He breathes out a sigh, and considers mentioning Larry, but he thinks better on that, and decides maybe it'd be better to mention that later. Catch already has enough shock to deal with.

" that not possible!" Anna snapped at the Nightmare king but she quieted down when Weaver confirm the Betrayal of the school or at least those who ran it. " those Two-Face jackals! Those rumors were true! " She said furiously flashing the color of reddish orange, she bet all those students who have gone missing was because of what was happening at the school.
Dreamcatcher face said it all, it was to much to take in...it was just one bad thing after other, he was trying to find a way that maybe it wasn't true, he didn't want it to be and he wouldn't have believed it if it wasn't coming from Weaver, he could feel the disgust from his friend, which only added to his own and heart break, the very school they all put their hopes and dreams into becoming heroes was a lie... His mind went back to one of his early visions, were Demise was talking to someone in the shadows which thinking back had to be Void, it made sense now, what happened to Weaver and his friends, what happened to Eira and the other student, it all did... Catch let himself slip back down, he didn't have the strength or will to hold himself up, he stared out into the darkness as tears ran down his face, he has away been a fool...

Malice smirked as he savored the taste in his mouth, It felt good, the anger and grief, it wasn't what he was going for but the Nightmare king was eating it up just the same, he was hungry for it...

Weaver stays quiet for a good while, understanding exactly the emotions Catch is feeling. //... I know, it's awful... What a disgrace to everyone involved,// he thinks to himself, not sharing that with his brother, //But, there's not much we can do about it now... We just have to keep going.//

After a little time has passed, he looks back to the Nightmare King, and holds out his arm a second time. "Hey, let's try this again... Remember, no taking my arm off," he tells Malice, now sounding rougher and more stern.

Everything felt cold to the Dreamer prince, despair was the fog that enveloped his mind, what else was going to turn out to be a lie? If the the events at the school was planned all along what else is? Are they dancing to Soledormir play now?

Anna gave Malice a harsh look, it only upset her more knowing that the Nightmare king was taking advantage of her brother brokenness " even with a heart your still a monster "

Malice cut his eyes over to the Fairfin and replied coldly "... a monster is what I am, do you really believe a heart would make any difference in that?"

" no, it doesn't " Rihanna signed knowing the truth so she go one to explain " it doesn't because there are plenty of people who do evil even with a heart because they want to "

Malice rises an eyebrow at this, he knew this was true and had seen it before, people choosing to do sin and wicked things, in a way it was those people who were more evil then a Nightmare, a Nightmare had no control of morals choices, they played the Part but only with the evil intentions, the thing that parked his interest was that the Fairfin knew this and yet she seem bothered by it.
" then why do you assumed I'd be any different?" Malice asked tipping his head slightly.

Anna put her hands on her hips as she announce
" evil, is evil with a heart or not, but I don't think you ever had a choice before have you? Do you even have one now? Yes you have a heart and can feel a lot more, you feel love, guilt, sorrow but are you able to choose for yourself? "

Malice rolled is eyes and turned his head " you say that as if you think I won't be who I am, I am a monster and that Is simply what I am"
he was the Nightmare king, a monster made by evil to do just that.

Weaver frowns as Malice and Rihanna talk, and for the most part, he holds his tongue. He doesn't want to complicate things with Malice anymore than they already are, but hearing Malice's last remark, he can't help it. How could he not say something to that? "Is that all you want to be, though? And what's that going to do for you? Look where you are right now, /because/ you're a monster. You're heavily wounded, sitting in a bathtub, and the only reason you're getting help from us is because we /have/ to keep you alive. We don't like you, not in the slightest, and if you stay like this, that won't change..." he gives his fair warning, trying to keep in mind his own emotions and hoping not to come off as being too aggressive. "Think about the future... What's going to happen to you when I'm not a Nightmare anymore, when Soledormir's gone, when we don't /need/ to keep monsters like you around...? What'll you do then, huh?"

" dude no worries Grimy! We're the ones coming into your home, so yo! I'm Jason " he said with a cheerful grin.

Some of the Mares introduce themselves as others did not at this time.

Edgar chime in with his own introductory that Jason interpreted.
Death wanted to tap his fingers together nervously but he couldn't he was holding a tray still, there was a lot of people and the Mare and Crystals paused reminded him that he always forgot that his name made people uncomfortable, that what he guessed, he thought about telling them what Dr.Kwanzo told Fiona but first he looked down and blush thinking about the complement that was given to him" u-h thank you! I t-ry my best"

He was about to tell them his nickname and if they wanted to see their friends when the man turned blue! Death jump again with the same surprised expression as before, with the !
His eyes were big as he yelled " Y-our BLUE TO?!" He stared for a moment unblinking before stating " your almost like Fiona! " He noticed the resemblance between the two and that they had to be related. The Grim Reaper eyes smiled, he liked Fiona already and he was beginning to warm up to this group to " I-I can show you all to your friends if you like? I'm sure they like that to "

Anna frowned when Malice ignored her, she looked up at Weaver with what he said, he was right, they're be no place for him after Soledormir is gone, she didn't like Malice ether but Alex did and maybe there could be hope for him, if he really wanted it... " one day Mal I hope that you will be able to choose for yourself between right and wrong, I don't know why, but I think you do a lot of good in the worlds if you could " she then shook herself and then hop down to Catch who needed her.

Malice didn't say anything, what they said meant little to him, however little was more then nothing... his mind pondered a choice? He knew what she was talking about but didn't understand it, it was impossible for him to, and the future? All he needed was to survive but as he leyed there the future were he could survive didn't exist.... Soledormir wanted him dead, Void wanted him dead, even the key hunters and countless others wanted him dead, this left him feeling something strange, that he didn't know why, he never felt this before, the Nightmare king mind went in survival mode there had to be someone who would want him alive? So his mind first went to Alex who had saved him before because she loved him, letting out a quiet huff Malice long for her to be there, she would heal him and make him feel comfortable, he wouldn't have to change anymore then what he had for her but there was just one problem, the curse of the Abyss... Malice would try to kill Alex on site the next time he seen her, that thought sicken him... so who else was there? Omen came next to his mind, he was always a pain in his tail but he found himself missing the freak, Omen bug and messed with the Nightmare king but he was always the one who come and save him, no matter how many times Malice try to kill or be cruel to him....but were was he? Malice knew that answer, Soledormir had him and the next time they would meet Omen would kill him....it wasn't until now he seen it, the game that had been played, Malice wouldn't have cared about killing Omen but now he wondered about Judas killing him? Malice knew if he killed Alex he would go back to being nothing but a monster with no heart so what would happen to Judas, if he was forced to kill what he called his best friend?.... this was one of Soledormir favorite games, the one were he puts family or friends against one other...

Malice asked quietly
".... who would you be if you had to kill someone you loved? " he knew the answer, it was what he already was, a monster but now it had a weight behind it, he didn't want to kill Alex and he didn't want to be killed by Judas.

Weaver stays quiet for a moment after Malice asks his question, thinking rather deeply about it himself, and being rather disturbed by those thoughts. "... Well, that depends..." he finally says, then inhales, "But hey, before that, you want to hurry up with my arm? I have more to say, but let's get that done and over with first."

Crystal went back to being quiet but took a couple glances around the room while listening to the others introducing themselves and such, adding in a small “I’m Crystal,” during the opportunity to do so.

Then while watching as Boreas removed his magic ring and returned to his normal self, she briefly thought about how interesting those rings were, how it was neat that such a small item was able to hide his appearance and make him look to be just like all the other human people.

But those thoughts vanished rather quickly when Death made his offer, causing the girl to lift her eyes to look at him then say a little, “Yes, please.”

As Boreas tucked away the ring into his bag, he actually managed a single, quiet chuckle at Death's reaction, "Yup." Was all he said in response for that moment. They had a more important priority, which the grim reaper was already moving back to. "That would be appreciated." The Elemental once again added onto Crystal's polite response.

Jason and the others all equally gave there comments on being ready to go.

Death nodded to them and smiled with his eyes as he said " r-ight! This way please " he then made his turn by making a circle and started to head back the way he had come from, some of the cats follow behind him.

The architecture continued to shift with the giant Grim Reaper, making plenty of room for him and others to pass by, the scenery what's decorative with colors and murals on the wall, symbols of the silver moons we're all throughout Palace, as the group would travel they start to notice people, human people in this place, men and women going about their routine, however the new guests got most of their attentions, they had heard about what happened earlier, some people gave a friendly wave as others looks of concern.
" w-ere not used to having guests in the Temple... but the Silver moons will it and welcome you in " he explained and that was also why the group has not had any trouble with this place.
It was only when the hallway opened up into a large room the the first set of guards was seen ( didn't mean that they hadn't been passing guards or had some following them, just like Fairfin the Bellezzas could also be invisible) but up ahead were two Colossus dragons in the armor, the sat tall with their long necks holding their head high.

Death just continues on " Hi Victor and Mat! " he then wave his arms to show the new guests ( he was careful not to dump the stuff on the tray ) "t-hese are friends of Fiona and the Griffins and the red guys and tiny Bellezza!, they like to see their friends please?"
" You may proceed" said one of the guards, they both gave a slight bow as the door between them opened.

Death then stopped and thought of something, he didn't know who to take them to first or if they wanted to be dropped off at particular person" o-h? Who would you like to visit first? I can take you all together or you can divide and conquer?" He then makes a squinty face with his eyes " hum, don't be surprised , the Doctors will want to check you guys out to "

The thought that keep turning in Malice mind scared him...and it didn't help that Weaver wasn't going to answer him until he cut his arm, cutting Weaver right now sound like a good idea, he didn't want to do any more deep thinking that made the Nightmare king uncomfortable and here he could distract himself with...
" fine, but after you talk" Malice growled and turned his head to Weaver, hurting others was always entertaining and it make him feel better in more then one way, he knew better not to kill the young Nightmare, sure he could kill all 3 even in his current state but then what would he do? They were the only ones who could help him right now and without their help he would die.

Malice though about how he should do this, if he wants to do the most damage or cut off the young Nightmare arm he would wrap his chain around and then quickly pulling the blades but that wasn't the goal here, his first thought yes but would not have the desire outcome...
A quick slash would be the cleanest and the pain wouldn't set in as quickly, he could sever the wings off a Fairfin in flight and keep the bug alive and undamaged ( beside the wings) but as he lifted his bladed chain it quivered with the effort.... Malice curled his lip at this, he was frustrated that he was this weak and couldn't do anything that he wanted. He had to do something, Weaver was standing there quietly and being annoying, he wasn't even making this fun, so he had to cut the stupid annoying Young Nightmare who had his some of his powers in his blood and the answer to his question.

Malice grumbled some not so nice things and he just tossed his chain over Weaver arm, he then grumble some more as he pulled the blades across, it wasn't fancy and smooth or horrible gruesome, it was just cutting Weaver arm.
The Nightmare king let his chain fall down into the bathtub with him when he was done " happy now?" He huffed sarcastically

Even though he knew what was going to happen, Weaver still grimaced and squeezed his eyes shut... He flinched when the chain cut through his arm, and then he slowly opened his eyes. Sure enough, stinky, thick black blood is now oozing out of his arm. "Ugh..." he mutters, staring at his arm for a moment before getting too creeped out. He lets his arm rest on the inside of the tub's wall, so the blood will run down into it. "... Hey, I'm not happy, you should be the one that's happy, since this'll heal you..." he mumbles back to Malice, glancing down at his arm again. //... That... will heal, right? It looks so bad ... I mean, of course it will, something like that's not gonna kill a Nightmare...// he thinks to himself, mildly worried about it, but, //... It also doesn't hurt as bad as I thought it would... It hurts, yeah, it's kinda bad, but I was expecting...
... I should just stop thinking about it, Moons, I hate all of this, it's just not natural...//

"Uh... But, uh, getting back to your question..." Weaver mumbles, quickly trying to calm his nerves and even remember what they were talking about before--and he glances down at his brother to see how he's doing before saying what he does next. "You... You asked who would I be if I killed someone I loved... And I said it'd depend..." he takes a breath, and continues, "You should be able to kind of see how I am with that. When I turned, I had to watch Eater kill and... eat one of my friends. It was one of the most horrible things I've ever gone through... I watched it all happen, and I couldn't do anything... But... I'm still me. Even after being back in my own body, and being forced to hunt other people... I might feel like I've become a horrible, evil monster once I'm back to my senses, but... I still think like I do, everything about who I am is the same..."

The young Nightmare goes quiet for a moment. "... I know Eater wants to kill Purity... I've felt that, too..." he quietly says. The thought of hurting, or even killing Purity doesn't make him sad, after all, he doesn't feel any love for her right now... but thinking about it does make him quieter, as he starts to feel a mixture of fear and nausea. "I don't know how I'd take it if I ever lost myself and was forced to kill her... It's horrifying to think about, even now... But... Even after that... I'd still be me, because... Killing her is something I never would have done. It wouldn't really be me that killed her. I just don't want that to ever happen..."

Morning Glory soaks in the water for a little bit, then, curious as to what Penelope is doing, she pokes her head up and takes a look. Seeing what's happening with Crimson makes her ears pin back, but she speaks up and asks, "This life water, it's going to help him, right? I can enchant water so it's something very similar to this--but I don't know if I should, since I'm already so weak... I have friends though who aren't sick, other Fairfin who better than me, would it be good for Crimson if maybe they enchanted some water like this for him, every now and then?"

Penelope tip her head and smiled at Glory suggestion " that is no surprise, ever Bellezza has that gift no matter their size " she then turned her focus on Crimson " but yes, it will help him, however the evil in him is though out his body and I fear it will make your friend suffer along with it in hopes that Crimson will not get treated, and I can only assume that the Mystery Man will also suffer with the demon... I fear those two are already one even though they are not "

The Nurse who was treating Crimson started to wrap the wet cloth around his bracelets, she then took the bowl and placed it under one of his hands and pour the water over the Silver, the red king moaned and push against his pillow, Penelope was right evil in him was trying to resist, he was so close to be free and even asleep he was putting up a fight.

The Bellezzas was deeply troubled about the boy and all that was involved with him, but she paused and tips her head slightly as if she was listening to something, she smiled and placed a hand on her chest " it appears we have more guest, more of your company have arrived "

Glory finds it curious how apparently every "Bellezza" can enchant water to be like Fairfin water, but she's disheartened too when both her and Penelope's attention is turned back to Crimson. "I can see about talking to my friends later, I'm sure they'd want to help if they could, even if it does hurt Crimson too... Sometimes things do hurt when they're healing, though."

Her ears perk up, and she looks up at Penelope when she mentions the new guests. "Oh! They have?" she asks with a smile, then focuses some and picks up on Boreas and Crystal's locations, "They are! I can sense Captain Boreas, and Crystal too! I'm glad they're ok, and they made it!"

The girl wasted no time getting a start on following along with everybody when Death began to lead the way.

Crystal watched the progressively changing building with a bit of a curious expression, observing all the murals and symbols be best she could as they went, noting the familiar moons. She glanced at the people they eventually started to come across, unable to help the anxious feeling she had as most of them looked their way..

When the dragons ahead came into view, the girl’s eyes widened for a moment in surprise, but she collected herself soon enough and gave a small bow in return to the two guards as thanks when they said they could continue onward.

Though, Crystal looked down when Death asked where they wanted to go exactly and brought up the option of splitting up.. She wanted to see everyone, see that they were all okay with her own eyes and senses.. But she had been so scared and worried for Glory and Crimson, knowing awful things were happening and yet not able to get to them or help.. The girl couldn’t quite bring herself to look up from the floor, feeling partly guilty for what she wanted the most in that moment, but she did manage to find the courage to meekly ask, “Would.. would you guys be okay with me going and checking on Glory and Crimson..?”

Malice snorted, he wasn't happy at all, even the all the pain and misery didn't satisfy him, it left him hungry and empty for more but that how it always felt, a thrill, some pleasure for a moment but then it was gone //... how does he do it?...// he wondered about Judas, how even when the outcast had nothing he still had more then he did, it was something he didn't understand.

Anna was doing her best to comfort her brother, she patted his cheek and was taking to him in private though telepathy, her partner just needed time to recover and process everything.

Despite everything Catch still heard what his brother said.... he turned his head to look up at Weaver, he had stopped crying moment ago thanks to Anna but the tear still stained his face, he said no words but his glasses eyes spoke for him... his eyes drifted down and he pulled his legs closer to himself as he put his arms around his knees, everything felt cold, everything was numb.

The Nightmare king cut his eyes over to Weaver as he finally gives his answer, it wasn't what he expected and yet it did at the same time, was this mindset how Judas survived? But how could Malice use it? It felt like something was still missing, something he didn't understand or even have that made the difference...killing people never changed Malice, they were both food and entertainment, he never had any attachment to anyone, it wasn't in his program any yet it bothered him still, the thought of killing Alex was terrifying, he was scared of himself "... I am to kill Alex if I am to see her again.... it is something I do not wish to do but I have no choice in this matter....I have already try to kill her when Soledormir hand ordered me to do so... but I am thankful Boreas intervened... I do not know why I feel if I were to kill her I lose who I am... I am a monster, that is what I am.... but I do not want to be that monster...." he finally admitted.

He didn't really know or care about Weaver but he did with Judas, and it bug him in knowing that Judas would carry on being himself if he was forced to kill him, Malice didn't want to Kill Alex and was frightened to go back to how he was, and yet he knew Judas care far more about him then he did to him and yet if he died Judas would still be himself! like Weaver told Malice he wouldn't want to kill the people he loved, he guessed that upset him but how could he still be himself?! " freaking idiot You be fine! " He snapped at Weaver but then moved on to someone else who wasn't there..." just like that stupid moron! He wears a dumb smile but pain flow off him! He keep on going like Nothing ever changes! * he said a few more not so nice things * " he then glare at Weaver and snapped " Shut up! you can't even feel!" But something Malice keep overlooking was Weaver was not Eater and it would be Eater who would do that evil and not Weaver himself as Malice was Malice, he was the Nightmare, a very broken one at that, his emotions were high and mixed with everything else that only effect Malices echoes of his former self, he was very confused and very upset " * he said a no, no word * Faye! You're brother on the freaking edge of becoming a monster! You * he said a no, no word * " and the let his head flop against the bathtub, having memories of someone but knowing they are not yours was Part of being a Nightmare, but it was rare for Malice to have a mental breakdown like this and he only started to have them after getting a heart "...you freaking idiot... " he whispered with a cracked tone

Dreamweaver only feels worse with Catch being the way he is, the cold and numb weight pressing on him is starting to bring back a certain hunger that he's all too familiar with, which doesn't mix well with the nausea he'd given himself just before... Then Malice starts to act up again too. Weaver closes his eyes and lets himself slump a bit, so he's leaning against the side of the tub. //Nubrie, Taylice, Shiroi, Ashnah... Moons, please help me... Let me say the right things here...// he silently prays, feeling the nearly overwhelming pressure all around him... But, he tries to get to work quickly, crouching down a little more and putting his spare hand on Catch's shoulder. "H-hey..." he whispers, then begins speaking through telepathy because that's easier for him now, //I know, I know how crushing it is to hear about the school, it really hits hard when you realize everything that was going on... But we can't dwell on that right now. We can't go back in time and change it, we can only keep moving forward, think about the future. Think about what it'll be like when things are better, when we can fix things--because it won't all be put on one person's shoulders. We've got Terra, Purity, Eira, Fiona, Captain Boreas, Boo, even Eira's brother is here now... I'm still not sure about Alex, but maybe we can work with her too. We'll take things one step at a time, but we can't lose sight of hope, brother, we need to get back to trusting the Silver Moons! I know I'm looking forward to a better future. You can feel that, right?//
Weaver opens his eyes to look at Catch again now as he reaches the end of his speech, desperately hoping that he can clear up some of that cold numbness before anything worse can happen... and right now, he doesn't even try to say anything to Malice, likewise hoping that Malice can calm down at least a little so he can help his brother...

Boreas followed Death and the group, observing many of the same details that Crystal did. He gave a thankful nod in return to those who gave them friendly waves. However, Death's mention of the Silver Moons got him thinking. //...Temple, huh...?
...Should thank them for getting us here in the first place.//

With this, and then their first set of visual guards, Boreas truly understood just what kind of place they were in. He continued being at ease, but he stood with a straight, respectful posture.

Then Death asked his question... It was not an easy one.
Boreas' gaze shifted to Crystal when she asked them permission to see Crimson and Glory. The Captain blinked at the girl, then smiled a little at her shy boldness, "Don't even ask--go see them. You need each other most right now."

"I say we divide and conquer. Don't overwhelm the doctors by crowding into the same room at once. Rounds to everyone would be nice, but that can come over time.
...I do want to at least see Crimson's condition. But afterwards... I'd like to see Fiona."

" a cord with more than one strand will not break " Penelope smiled, she then turned her focus back to the red king, her eyes held both sorrow and burning light " it is not the healing that his harmful but the evil that does not want him to be healed, it will trick and make one believe that it's the light fault for the pain but it's because of sin that pain even exists " Bellezza hated sin and its evil but they had compassion for the people who it effects.

Penelope turned back to Glory and gave a warm smile as she made a cute giggle sound, the Fairfin reaction was sweet to her " that they are, Death Is escorting them now and they should arrive shortly "

" that a go plan to me!" Jason add to Boreas agreement to divide and conquer, he then bump the human girl and snicker " go, if C man would want to see anyone it be you freckles"
He then looked up at Death and said " you can drop them off at the red guy, well me and * he said nickname for one of the Mares * would like to see how Griffins are doing, my other two friends will like to see the blue She-Ra "

Death blink for a moment and then repeated "She-Ra?" He didn't know who that was, but he knew who was blue so he didn't dwell on it too long. The Grim Reaper smiled with his eyes and beamed, he was happy that these group of friends were going to meet again. " o-kay! This way please "

Death then took the group though the medical wing, it didn't smell of a normal Hospital, it had a little sweet fragrant, nothing too strong, but relaxing.

Medical staff wander the hallways going here today, there was talk of the current patients and the new guests, a Doctor even walked along side them and asked a few questions, Death did his best to answer and Jason was more then happy to chat.
It would be known that everyone would be looked at and treated for any injuries.

Death dropped off Jason and the Mares first and those who wanted to visit the Griffins . He then took the rest to Crimson and Glory and after would be those for Fiona.

Outside each of the medical rooms were silver statues of Griffins and it was the same with Crimsons room. Though the statues didn't move a presence could be felt from them, it wasn't bad, but one that much like this place held respect.

A woman stood outside the door, she gave a small bow and small smiled " we have been expecting you " the doors then opened and inside was a luxury hospital room just like the others, the first part of the room was divided, one side had all the works that the Doctors and Nurses needed to do their jobs effectively, as the other side was more homily, with comfy chairs and a TV that had a child Christian show playing with talking vegetables. There was a hand full of people in the room but it was quite big so it didn't even feel crowded.

It was across the room were Crimson was, it was a bit more open around the bed, but there was some chairs close by and the tables the Nurses had a few things on.
Crimson himself was clean up but he still didn't look well, he was far more pale skin then after his bracelet had come off, even asleep and at a distance he looked sickly.

The Nurse was still treating Crimson with the wet cloths, the only not fully human looking woman had been looking towards them the entire time as if she knew they were coming.

And sitting in a little bowl near the inhuman lady is Morning Glory, who's poking only her head up out of the bowl to see the newcomers. "Oh, it's so good to see you both! I'm so glad you made it here alright," she says with a big, warm smile.

At first Dreamcatcher didn't acknowledge his brother, he didn't even flinch when touched, his face stayed buried in his knees... Anna keep patting his head, she looked up at Weaver with worry.

Even though it didn't seem like the prince was listening, he was and could feel the hope and determination from Weaver, he needed this for the battle he was facing, the guilt and doubts in his mind, they pointed at his faults and failures, telling him to give up, there no point, you're particularly to blame for what happened...
His brother was right, he had to keep going but where? Anywhere, but He felt like he couldn't move, he just wanted to rest... no, not yet, he still had to hold on. //... yeah...I can //
Catch finally said, he still wasn't ready to move yet, but he wasn't going to give in just yet, his body beg him to rest and his spirit still felt lost, but the less of his life were not for nothing, he had to hold on even if he didn't know what was going to happen next.

Weaver breathes out a sigh, feeling much like Catch. //... I know you're tired... I am too. But hey, that can even be one little victory... After we get done with Malice, we--well, I guess we gotta figure out what we're going to do with him first, but--I'll handle that... Then, maybe then we can find everyone else, they were at a safe place, weren't they? Maybe they've got beds there... Think about that, Catch, a future of soft, warm beds...//
... Maybe he shouldn't though, because thinking about that is making Weaver more tired, too. Hopeful, but really tired. //Just a little longer, we've just got to hold on a little longer, and we'll make it there.//