Cages swinging, chains clattering, voices became weary as lifeless bodies took form in each of them. A woman of black hair and green eyes standing in a cage, a little boy attached to her leg of blonde hair with grassy right eye and a left eye, brighter than the yellow sun. Next to both of them leaning against the cage bars was a man with blonde hair and green eyes. His eyes shut as his tanned arms crossed about his chest as voices went all over the den.

"Momma I'm scared," The little boy said in silence.

"It's okay Ma-" The woman said before getting cut off by the other man.

"Stop saying that. You can't lie to him. Not about this," The man said.

"Carter James Jacklen! Watch what you say in front of Mason!" The woman snapped. Carter shook his head.

"Why? It's all true! Dad is nowhere to be found! We're locked up and Mariana was captured!" Carter shouted.

"No, she hasn't be-" The woman started before a cackling laughter starter.

"Oh yes she has been," The voice said. Revealing a formerly bloody face dragging in a limp, cold body. The woman stepped back frozen in fear as she stared at the girl of white hair and scared body. Mariana was captured, she was pressed to be gone, and everything was about to end. Next came in a girl, the one from Carla and Rosa's home. Clean blue painted hair and fresh ice stabbed eyes to match. She smiled evilly to the woman and moved to meet their eyes.

"Hello Cora..." She says, "It's been such at time, hasn't it?" The girl let off a smirk as another man came down. A man of black hair and grey eyes staring back at everyone in the room.

"ENOUGH!" The man snapped out and pointed towards Mariana, "Bring her to me! NOW!" Zack had brought up Mariana, dragging her and hitting her head on every step to him.

"HEY!" Carter shouted turning around and slamming himself against the bars, "WATCH IT! THAT'S MY SISTER!"

"SHUT IT!" The man commanded as Zack dropped Mariana and backed away. His hand went for the drive around her neck, and as his hand lifted the string, Mariana's hand, pulled it down. "WHAT THE-" The man looked at her as she forced herself up with a darkened look onto her face.

"You, have taken, my family, taken, my friends, my home, and everyone, I care about..." She huffed, "And now, it's my turn, to take something, of yours." As quickly as she snagged his arm, she stood up with a jagged blade in hand. The man stood up with a devilish smirk across his face.

"Well then," He started, "Come at me. If you dare kill more. And in front of, oh, what's his name? Ethan?" Mariana stepped back within shock as the woman came over holding Ethan in his hands.

"Let him go!" Mariana growled as he fists tightened on her blade.

"No, he will watch, your family will watch, and they, will watch." Suddenly, from walking behind the girl came Sebastian and Zack, dragging along a friend, who had thrown everything away, to save a girl he thought to never see again.

"HOW!?" Mariana shouted, thus dropping her blade and staring at the two figures, who were meant to have died. "Sebastian! I killed him! Zack killed him! How?" Tears streamed her eyes as she knelt down reaching for her blade.

"It is within our power," The man states stepping closer towards Mariana, "Allow me to explain. A formation of belief is sought out, to bring back lives that are, in some words, unfulfilled. We've simply done that here and revamped the case. Using it, for what we want. Meaning. That drive."

"I will die to protect this, to protect them," Mariana stood up quickly and shut her eyes tight, "Marcus, are you and Ethan okay?"

"W-W-We're-" Marcus coughs out blood and catches himself for breath, "Okay..." Mariana's face layered with fear as she thought about what would happen next. One wrong move with the man in front of her, and it would spill the end for everything. Her eyes glared towards the man as he smirked evilly. They easily read off "I need to get them out of here, now." The man in front saw this and took a few more steps towards her.

"How often were you asked for, let's say, a trade?" The man spoke softly. His voice full of a tone no one had heard in a time so long ago. Charism. This man was at the attempt to light up a spark in Mariana, to get the drive, and the power he so unrightfully did not deserve.

"I will never make a deal with you Michael!" Mariana shouted while throwing a large swipe to her blade across his face. No mark. No scar. No anything. But blood pierced her blade. "How?"

"I told you, 'bring back unfulfilled lives. In a revamped case.' I have, in short, done that with myself to make me immune to your blades." Michael stated, "Now, for the deal. You fight me and win, I release them. You lose, that drive is mine."

"Sounds simply. But it's you. There's always a catch," Mariana said not letting in to Michael's Deal just yet. Little did she know, she would soon need to, to save those, worth saving.

"No catch, it is how I state," Michael finished with a devilish grin to his face. Mariana looked off at her family and friends who shook their heads, mouthing there begs to not do it. Her gaze stopped at Ethan who had longed to say something to her. Words that she would never again wish to hear. Ethan and her, had become close, in a situation such as this, you can't travel without closeness. So, on, these next words, gave her a reason to press on.

"GO GET HIM MOM!" Ethan shouted. Everyone stared as Mariana flipped her blade in hand with a smile.

"You got it Trible B," Mariana said and nodded towards Michael, "You've got yourself a deal. Let's end this here and now. Shall we?"

Michaels smirk, imbedded into her eyes as he took one more step towards her, pulling off his bag a large scythe, placing it to her throat. But with Ethan's words, Marcus alive, and her family hanging by a simple chain, Mariana's fire grew.

She was done running.