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Summary: The souls of the deceased brides still linger in the Sakamaki household. They wait for the day to get their revenge and save another poor soul from becoming just like them. As Kanato steals Yui's life away from her in the room filled with wax figurines the souls put their plan into action.

The Revenge of Past Souls

Prologue

Wax figurines with soulless glass eyes were all that Yui and Kanato believed were in the cool room that the kept the wax figures from melting. In truth however, the room did bare souls. It held souls of those who had once been brides themselves, the offerings given to the Sakamaki family. The souls had stayed in the room waiting for their chance to change the fate of the next bride.

As Kanato's deathly pale fingers crept around Yui's neck, Kanato's hold on her tightened, taking away the air Yui needed to survive. This was when the souls acted. They combined what was left of their energy that still lingered there on the earth. They spirits danced around Kanato and Yui.

Yui's eyes started to close and she felt incredibly light headed. She was becoming far too weak due to the lack of oxygen. Her fingers were slipping away from where she was trying to peel Kanato's off. Her legs felt shaky and she knew that soon they would buckle underneath her. Tears brimmed in her eyes.

"Is this really how it ends?" Yui thought to herself.

Kanato's grip slackened.

Yui opened her pink eyes. There was barely any relief for her now that Kanato's fingers were gone, but their absence was greatly appreciated. She tried to breath in deeply ready to supply her body with oxygen once more, but she could only cough out and inhale small, sharp little bursts of air.

Black spots danced in fort of Yui's eyes and through the sound of her blood rushing through her ears Yui heard a loud thump. Yui closed her eyes. She felt so exhausted, so very tired. Swaying on her feet Yui slowly lowered herself to the hard stone floor. Sleep over came her and her breathing righted itself.

Done with their deed the souls of the past brides were then released. No longer did they have the energy or the need to stay bonded to the living world.