Kyouko wasn't the type of person to sleep easy at night. That is, if she slept at all. So while she was fortunate to have found sleep on Sayaka Miki's couch, it was also paired with the misfortune of her painful, haunting nightmares.

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Kyouko was standing over the illuminated skyline of Tokyo. She descended from the rooftop into the busy streets. Darting through the crowds unnoticed by the inattentive passersby, she eventually reached her target, a large unruly witch barrier. Noticing the chaos inside, she transformed into her Puella Magi uniform and entered.

Slicing through hordes of strange, morbid lolita familiars, she eventually reached the center of the labyrinth where the she found the target. The witch was both extravagant and disgusting. It could best be described as a giant burn victim out of a that looked like it popped out of a Silent Hill game, bearing four arms and an exquisite, although tattered dress. All in violent shades of vermilion. Kyouko was distracted, however, by two magical girls fighting each other for the prey.

"Stop it!" she called out to them. "You're both going to die!" Her screams were in vain, however, as neither of the girls were willing to quit their battle. God fuckin dammit. Is this what I get for tryin'? She thought.

It didn't take long before the two girls turned their weapons at Kyouko. She readied her weapons and lifted a red chain link barrier around herself. The barrier proved ineffective, as the two girls continuously sliced though it every time Kyouko would raise another. She could feel the blood dripping from her arms as her hands shakily her her spear in place.

And then the loudest, earth shattering scream rang through the barrier.

Th witch had seized one of the two girls and tore her limb from limb. Kyouko had to choke back vomit at the barbaric display. Her eyes widened, and then everything went black.

.-.-.-.

Kyouko shot herself up on the couch, shaking violently. It was a few minutes until she managed to regain her composure. She didn't find herself at death's door very often, she'd kept her combat skills at their best to prevent such from happening, but when she did, it was always a terrifying thing to behold. And more often than not, it haunted her. Despite her stubborn demeanor an unwillingness to admit it, she truly feared death.

That was when I met them, those two strange girls that saved me. Kyouko let herself slip into the memories for a bit. They even fed me too, man. I almost tried to kill 'em when I woke up on their floor. What had come over me?

.-.-.-.

Kyouko wasn't exaggerating with the word "kill" either. Upon waking up in a strange place with two strangers standing over her after a near-death experience, she wasn't exactly eager for conversation. She had instantly jumped up, transformed, and begun swinging her spear. Fortunately, she hadn't adequately healed, and couldn't keep standing long to fight. She tried supporting her weight with the spear, reaching to try and grab one of the girls, and collapsed to the ground.

"Do you think she'll be alright big sis?" the smaller girl pondered with a worried expression on her face.

"I certainly hope so Sakuya. She took quite the beating from that witch. She's just lucky we found her when we did."

Kyouko looked up in a daze. "Sayaka?"

"No, silly! It's Sakuya! And this is my big sis, Rei!" The small silver haired girl point towards her blonde sister. "We're magical girls like you, we saved you from that witch."

"Well, shit, thanks. I guess I owe ya then," the red haired girl began, while slowly limping to her bag. "Here, I'll give ya each a grief seed for the trouble."

"Don't," Rei spoke with abruptness. "We can manage together. You need whatever grief seeds you have. The one that witch dropped still wasn't enough to heal your body fully."

"Why're ya so nice?" Kyouko took a grief seed and touched it to her soul gem. "I'm alright, see? An' I still have more. I tried to kill ya both. accept it." Sakuya stared into the bag, marveled at the surplus of grief seeds.

"You'll have to excuse my sister, she's only 12 years old," the blonde spoke. She had a calm, elegant air around her, contrasting her younger sister's bubbly demeanor.

"Don't worry about it," Kyouko sifted to a smirk. "Now where can I get some good food around here?"

.-.-.-.

It's been over a year now, Kyouko thought to herself. I left one damn day too early. Those two... I never did get to repay 'em when it really mattered. Kyouko punched herself in the head. No more regrets, remember?

Just as she was about to take off for a long walk to clear her mind of the memories flooding her head, she noticed the sleeping body on the floor next to where she was laying. "No more death," Kyouko whispered to herself, eyes focused on the sleeping girl next to her.

"You idiot," she mumbled, lifting the girl's body from the floor. "Ya got a bed, so use it."

While carrying Sayaka across the apartment, Kyouko caught her foot on a chair and tripped. "Shit!" She managed to catch her balance without dropping the blue-haired girl in her arms.

"Uh, Kyouko? What are you doing?" Sayaka yawned upon asking. The girl in question was fortunate for the darkness as she felt her face turn red.

"Well, uh, you were sleeping on the floor, and uh..," she forced her speech. "I just didn't want ya complaining in the morning 'cuz ya can't handle sleepin' on the floor." A stupid lie was easier than an inexplainable truth, she decided.

"Can you at least put me down then?"

Kyouko instantly became aware of the warmth against her body. She looked down at the sleepy girl she was carrying, whose pale skin seemingly glowed in the darkness. It took her a moment before she could speak again. "Uh, right."

Upon being let down, Sayaka went to the kitchen for a quick glass of water before retreating to her bedroom. Kyouko returned to her previous spot on the couch, staring up at the ceiling.

"What in the hell was I just thinking?"

A/N - Well, this was supposed to happen a bit later in the story(albeit with slight differences), but I decided that it fits way better here and adjusted it accordingly, which is why this only took me a few days from the last update to get out. Writing OCs makes me uncomfortable. Writing witch OCs is really hard. They're gonna be inevitable in this story though. Meh. Either way, I hope you all enjoy.