Cerebella blinked, wondering if her long work hours were finally getting to her. This had to be a dream; everyone knew that Filia had died with her parents, murdered by a killer yet to be found. So far, she had heard that the case had been cold from the start with no leads.

Yet there she was, looking not even a day older. She was just as pretty, her eyes wide as she looked over Cerebella.

There was not even a hint of recognition in her red eyes.

"Do I know you?" She looked slightly nervous. With a shaking hand, she pulled off her hat.

She wasn't blond any longer.

Cerebella bit her lip. How could she not remember her? It had been her duty to make sure that Filia was alright and safe from those who wanted to do her harm. Even if she didn't directly work for the Medicis, Filia still had its blood flowing through her veins. Besides, everyone knew that the boss had a soft spot for his granddaughter.

And how could she have forgotten? They'd been so close before. Filia hadn't seen her as a bodyguard, but her friend, and then...

She had leaned forward, meeting Cerebella's lips with her own. They were soft and warm, and at that moment Cerebella had realized that there was nothing better in the world.

"You're my girlfriend now." Filia had grinned.

"I like that." she had responded.

The cheers of the crowd around her reminded her that a fight was coming. Quickly, she threw her hat in the air.

What happened in the past was in the past. Right then, Cerebella had to fight, whether she wanted to or not. Though Filia seemed to not remember much of anything, she did seem intent on getting the Skull Heart. For her sake, Cerebella would have to stop her before she could even reach the Skull Girl.