" Damn it! Why can't things be simple like they used to be? Why are my thoughts blurred with her! Charlotte, Charlotte , Charlotte! It's all I can hear! No more can I go and savage the town, no, not with her here, trying to kill her I just an excuse to keep me preoccupied with her, in some way other than…Bah, love! I have to break the pact, I'm going to do it I just need time…yes time… it will work its self out over time.. Right?

NO NO NO I need this worked out now, Fuck! Who am I? Why do I take orders from a bastered hell bent on destruction! Why can't I be me anymore….right the pact .. thou shall not be bound by the rules of time and death, Thou shall be free, thou shall do right and repent for crimes committed in the past, thou is free. "

Vendetta chanted the words in quiet anger and frustration, if one girl was going to stop her, so be it, but she would be free or be damned to hell, whichever came first.

Slowly, she could feel the bindings release her , her mind was hers again, and she was devastated by what she'd done, by what she was doing, a knife in hand she had been preparing to kill the girl she loved, again, and for what, a pact with a demon made years ago? No, now she was free, instead of walking up to stab her she would kiss her, and pray to god that she would be forgiven.

That was until she realized it was too late, that knife in hand was soaked in blood, her blood, the blood of the one you love was the only thing that could break the pact to begin with, and the blood of a loved one had been spilt. Horror filled her as she watched her drain out of life, life and blood that is.

" I promise you, and please believe me, I will spend all eternity if I must to repent Just please, please don't die!" she whispered quietly, but it was too late and so she would, and that repentance would begin now.