The downstairs cellars were growing darker and darker… not just because of Silent Night. Everyone had been down in the dumps, even Sonia, whose veil of poison seemed to shrink every day. Ishida would stay hidden in his flame, Sayaka would be buried underneath snow, and Kirigiri… she would be silent, watching an unnoticed recruit slash away at the bars with her steel fingernails it looked like. No one had pointed her out before; not even Princes Porcelain, who introduced her to everyone… so she thought.

Over a period of a few days, Kirigiri and Sonia had gained their own personalized nicknames; Supernatural Sleuth and Black Bride. Yesterday was eventful for everyone, but now, Kirigiri supposed, everyone was recuperating from a late night. They were all awake, though… even that one girl, whoever she was. Kyouko wanted to ask Sayaka about it, but never got the courage to speak up. She almost looked like a super model; brown hair with a bun on top and some hair lying on her shoulder, a fancy black top with sparkles, a silver belt, and a long, black skirt with what looked like tally marks and blood plastered onto the ridges of the bottom of the skirt. She had swirling red eyes and dangling sterling silver hoop earrings. The sound made from the sheers of metal against her claws and the bars were ear shattering, and even when she stopped, your ears would be ringing.

Kirigiri eyed her curiously for a moment or so, before the unexpected happened; the door knocked down. Standing in the entry way were the successes; all seven of them in their glory. "We're here to get you out!" Peko shouted, commanding all of her warriors to a separate cellar to get them out. Togami went to that mysterious new girl, Izuru to Sonia, Chiaki to Ishida, Komaeda to Sayaka, Junko to Ibuki, Tsumiki to Kyouko, and Peko to her brother. Breaking the locks at the same time, they went in to grab their hands and drag them out, even Ishida, who went to his human form just for this moment, yelling on about how he was finally going to see the outside world and burn it, even if it was accidental. The successes stood hand in hand with their scraps, even Togami, who seemed to be tolerating the mystery girl stroking a finger down his cheek. Peko went in slowly, watching as the darkness in the room immediately faded away; Ishimaru looking up at her. "Kiyotaka… I can't hold your hand, you know you'll kill me, but… come with me." She hushed, getting him to stand up and follow after her up the elevator and outside into the real world.

Ishida was already having a blast running through the open fields of grass. "Whoa! Look at all this green stuff! I can just roll around in it!" He laughed happily, rolling around in the grass, tearing up his clothes more than before. Each of the scraps took their individual look around, and Chiaki sighed blissfully. "Look how happy they are…" She cooed in Izuru's ear. "I can't wait to join them." "Nanami, certainly you haven't thought this through. They could be dangerous… all of them." Izuru was silenced by Komaeda, as they continued to watch the scraps play out in their field of grass in center square like five year olds. "Ready for the plan?" Komaeda spoke up, getting everyone's nod of approval but Togami, Izuru, and Nanami. The four wandered off (meaning Komaeda, Tsumiki, Junko, and Peko), and the remaining three went into hiding to wait for the scraps to figure out why they were here.

Ishida seemed to notice this, and froze. "Guys… people can see us. We're out in the wide open, and the successes are gone. They're gonna kill us at this rate!" He rambled. "Shush, it's alright. I can make illusions. Everyone will look like a normal person, and no one will know." Kyouko spoke up, getting everyone huddled over. "You sure? People might start lookin' right about now…" Ishida fiddled with his fingers nervously, starting a fire in his palms. "It's alright. Okay, everyone. Hold my hand and create a circle. Disband after you have your illusions. Three, two, one…" Kyouko closed her eyes as she spoke, and gave a quick squeeze of their hands, before looking to see that everyone looked like normal people. Everyone looked the way they did before… and they seemed happy about it.

"Taka, I got yer uniform! Remember when we used to share clothes like this?! Good times…!" Ishida laughed, getting a subtle reaction from Ishimaru. Sonia was delighted to look herself again, and for the most part, everyone was ecstatic that they didn't have to worry about people pointing them out as the scraps. "Okay, let's stick together. We can't afford losing each other and having the illusions fade away." Kyouko concluded, getting a nod from everyone and wandering off to the Lincoln Memorial not too far away.

As they walked, they looked around, pointing out things and laughing with each other. This was the most fun Kyouko ever had in a long time… it brought tears to her eyes. As they continued walking, however, Sonia got lost in the streets; eyeing a wind chime. Figuring out she got lost, she walked down towards the alleyways; head down and hands to her side. She must have looked mysterious and shady, for the police pulled up around her.

"Put your hands in the air!" They threatened, as she squeaked and put her hands up rapidly. Two officers walked out of their cars and examined her. "What are you doing out here? This is classified area." An officer said to her. "I-It is? I'm sorry… I wasn't aware. I was looking down, and-" Sonia began, before she was cut off by the same officer. "No excuses! We're bringing you in." Sonia gasped, as she tried to run away, but was grabbed by the other officer and brought to a halt. The officer with the cuffs grabbed her wrists, and was about to put the cuffs over them before he froze and began to make dangerous gagging sounds. Sonia's face grew pale, and she closed her eyes tightly, looking away from the other officer. The one who grabbed a hold of her wrists fell to the ground in a bloody mess; flesh spurring out of his mouth. The last officer stared in astonishment, and then looked back at Sonia.

"Did you do that?" He spoke up. "… Why… Why yes. Yes I did." She turned around to face him once the other officer's gags came to a halt. "You can't touch my hands unless you want to suffer an unfortunate death. They call me Black Bride." She took a hold of the officer's hands, and removed her illusion for the time being. Her veil of poison was bubbling madly, and she looked to be soaked in it. Her dress was an eerie black and violet, while the roses went from their usual mahogany to a gross green. A bow sprouted from her hair, which was really poison coming down to form her veil. She noticed that the officer was left unaffected, and she took action. "How odd… you aren't dying. I can't hurt… mutants…" Sonia cooed, leaving the officer astonished. She pulled her hands away and smiled, before melting away to a bubbly mess of venom.

As she traveled on foot (with her illusion) in search of the scraps, she ran into Ishida, who hugged her tightly. "Thank god you're alright! We thought we lost ya for good!" Ishida cried, trembling. Sonia hushed him, and everyone came around. "At least we found her. Now, it's late… we should find a place to sleep. Maybe a nearby hotel will do? I'll rent us a few rooms." Kyouko approached them, coming up with a plan as she walked. As everyone agreed, they went to the large hotel not too far down the street, bought three rooms, and disband.

Kirigiri went with that anonymous girl for specific purposes. She had learned that the girl's name was Touko Fukawa, but she went by the name of either Genocider Syo or Jill. Her assigned alias was Lady Genocide, and her mutation was that her finger bones could extend into sharp blades, equivalent to her previous scissors she used to crucify men with. She used Wolverine, a superhero, as an example to someone who had a similar ability to hers. The remaining roomates were Ishida with Sonia, Ishimaru with Sayaka, and Ibuki with Ishimaru and Sayaka, since the rooms only had two beds. Once their chatting was over, they all called it a night, oblivious of the fact that they were being used as bait by the successes.