The Finale

[Sar]

Post your final character posts.

[Gifted]

“Velvet? Hello? I need to talk to you. Silk?” Blue called through the door, wondering why Velvet didn’t answer. This was important! She tried the door, and found it unlocked. Well, that’s weird Blue thought, turning the handle and letting herself into Velvets room.
“Silk? Velvet? I swear, if either of you are passed out in bed I’m going to be-“
Blue swore her heart stopped at that moment.
Velvets body was hanging from a light fixture, blood dripping slowly off it and accumulating in a pool on the floor. There were several shallow stab wounds in her stomach and chest, her shirt drenched with the crimson liquid. There were several friction marks on Velvets neck, indicating she’d actually tried more than once before she was able to successfully hang herself. Silk wasn’t here.
Blue gasped and took a step back. oh my god.... did Kira do this? She thought, panicky. How did Sai get her name? Is it my fault? If he had the eyes when we broke into his home... what if he just connected the two now?
In amongst all the dark red, she saw a blindingly white paper, just at the edge of the dark pool. In Blue’s mind, there was only one thing it could be.
She stumbled over, taking extreme care not to touch any blood. This was so much worse than even Stephens killing... She picked the suicide note up and read it over quickly.
“No,” she whispered. “This is it. I’m done.”
Clutching the suicide note, she ran to see Rodger.

[Sar]

Katia screamed, her face turned towards the sky, praying to her new God. Just as she had once before, long, long ago. With her face turned up, the rain falling with her tears. Praying for a better world. But then, She had been praying to someone else entirely, someone she no longer believed to exist. Then, she had prayed to a Christian-styled God, now, she prayed to Kira. Prayed that the pain would end. The pain of bearing her child. One she had yet to learn the gender of. By the time she learned, she would only have time to name her daughter Alexandria Courtney Kibo. She knew that already, though, she knew there was really no point in praying. On that page, the page with Rhyme's name. She'd made sure to keep that page, because she couldn't use it yet. On the page was a new name, and a new description.
Kaitlyn Woods
July 2nd 2032
Dies giving birth to her child. After naming the child, dies, leaving the child to its father. Finally at peace.
On the same paper that she had sealed Rhyme's fate, Kat sealed her own months later. And that paper lay on the table in Sai's front room as Kat was in the hospital.

Now she beheld a wailing infant. She was far too weak to hold it securely herself. "H-her name is Alexandria C-courtney Kibo," she said, smiling at her daughter. She shivered, and passed. Alexandria screamed, wanting the loving arms of her mother, not these cold arms of a doctor, but mostly wanting the food her mother could have given.




He knew he couldn't stop it, but he also knew that he had to take responsibility for it, as he ran to the hospital, lungs burning he did not cry, or rather he no longer could. She was at peace now... but he still he felt... well nothing, he was empty inside now. As sai approached the hospital his eyes were glazed over, almsot gray.. He had a bag slung over his back and he silently walked in, showing proof of identification and taking his daughter before walking out, silent as a ghost. To him the world was dead now, so he would be dead to it too, he stopped by his home, to make his wish a reality. Everything of value was gone as he held the infant in his arms, a flick of the wrist and the entire flame burst into flames as he departed, leaving this life behind. If anyone investigated the rubble they would find what they thought were two corpses one the size of an infant, and a larger one. They would search for evidence of who it was, finding burnt crushed teeth, though they were from his younger years, sai believe they would suffice. He would bear his responsibility, and he hated this world, but he had a job now, to make sure his daughter grew up the way she wanted, he would do what he had to, to keep her safe, and watch over her from the shadows cast by this vile world.

(Crow's Post)