Jewell, a tiny grub looked up at a larger form that looked to be an older troll who was draped in black and lime and a rust red bandana stopped any of her hair from her eyes. The white eyes of the older troll examined the grub underneath her and realisation had hit her like a tone of bricks. Part of her wanted to squish the troll that was at her feet but part of her was surprised at to how cute she thought the grub was. Her grub with her kismisis known as the Silencer.

All the way back in years long forgotten, the Vigilant stood in the doorway to her hive with her matesprit who is now known as the Lostlife. Her body covered in brown cloth to hide the lime cuts and her lime clothing. Her blood ran cold and tears pricked her eyes as she dropped the food supplies and quickly examined the house that was currently covered in rust red blood. She dropped to her knees when she found the body of the one she dearly loved, killed because he was protecting a part of the hemospectrum. Vigilant picked up the body in front of her and cradled it in her arms, lime tears splashing and causing his clothes to dampen. A sudden sound outside startled her. She put the body down carefully as she thought of who it could be and her emotions were quick to turn black with rage at all those who dared to kill another troll.

She carefully made her way upstairs, grabbing a hidden sword that had been stowed away in case for emergencies which caused Vigilant to question as to why he didn't run to grab the sword in the first place. She then also looked at the Lostlife's clothing. She wouldn't have the time for a proper funeral but she needed him with her. She ripped up a shirt and wrapped it around her head. She also ripped up one of her own shirts to make a mask for her mouth. There was the sound of blue bloods walking into the house at the notice of the dropped food supplies. Vigilant let the rage fill her for those who were responsible for her matesprits death. Unsheathing the sword, she made her way downstairs and quickly made her attack on the blue bloods.

A blood bath followed behind her as she fought for her freedom as well as the freedom of the others, she had grown a silent following. Taking care of cobalt and blue bloods weren't going to do much. She knew she had to go higher so she looked up at the later named Silencer's hive. She fought every guard in her way until she had made it to the purple blood herself. The battle between the 2 went on for sweeps with some even forgetting that it was happening and rumours spreading of the black relationship going between the 2 and what was happening behind closed doors.

Eventually these rumours had made it back to the highbloods who were immediately disgusted at the thought until one decided that now was the time to finally put an end to the vigilante and the rumours of the black relationship. While fighting once more as per usual, a sudden power grabbed Vigilant and started to choke her as the highblood watched with a horrible smirk. Her sword was quickly removed from Vigilant's hands and made quick work of stabbing the sword though the Vigilant's chest cavity and into a lung.

The Lostlife and Vigilant hadn't ever seen each other after that but Vigilant was enjoying some peace but also feeling the shame of being unable to save her people.. that was until she saw the little grub at her feet. Vigilant picked up the small grub that looked to be smaller then the average grub. She couldn't help but pet her head which made her squee. Vigilant sat down with Jewell in her hands and she started to feel more and more at peace with the grub, even if it was a purple blood. Once the grub left, she just continued to sit there as she started to wonder what would have happened if her and Lostlife were still alive and her their own grubs.

She watched as Jewell popped in and out until one day she just stopped showing up which brought the Vigilant to start feeling alone. So due to her anger, she is stuck in a dream bubble that no one could access or maybe Vigilant was to the point where she had finally suffered a final death where she would finally be at peace with Lostlife.

"Is that really true?" Lujiph asked Jewell as they were sitting on the couch, watching tv that was going on about a masked super hero that was fighting for the lower half of the hemospectrum. Jewell could only shrug. "My memories are faint of the Vigilant but I would say that she was a big tribute to who I am today" Jewell admits, almost feeling guilty for admitting such a thing. "Don't worry, I'm sure she's still out there looking for you" Lujiph tries to reassure her matesprit. Jewell looks at the jade blood before nodding and smiling "Maybe you're right. I hope I do get to see her again and she gets to see Lostlife again. I wonder what her reaction would be to the thoughts of me having a jade blooded girlfriend. Jewell couldn't help but giggle, cuddling up to her matesprit with pleasant thoughts running wild.