she cannot find a way out. She has made it all new; made a safe place for Pink-Yellow-Red-Blue to be together again
1
Kyoko never even shows up.
Sayaka never heard of Magical Girls here, never even saw Kyubey, never made a contract. She died in the hospital with that Kyosuke boy when the evacuation couldn't get them away from Walpurgisnacht in time.
Mami's death is relatively peaceful despite being in the monster's shadow, holding the hand of her best and greatest friend as she chokes her last breath before stillness.
Madoka stands tall, strong, fearlessly leaping into battle alone to save the world like the good person and great hero that she is.
The one left behind cowers until it's all over, then cries in anguish when she discovers the body amid the rubble.
safe and secure, this place has it all; family and friends and good food and warm beds and she should be happy, she should be, because they are safe and alive and free, but she cannot be – where is Purple?
19
Sayaka, the weakest of them all and yet the most brash, ends up with Kyoko's spear buried in her gut.
Mami has no qualms with shooting the redhead pointblank, eyes vacant and Soul Gem darkening near instantly.
Madoka sobs as she destroys one friend while cradling another, unable to rouse herself even when the authorities show up and take her away, a murder charge dropping onto her record and prison on her horizon.
The coward pleads with them, citing that the ordeal had been her own fault and that Madoka was blameless, but gains no reaction; freeing Madoka herself becomes her downfall when the smaller girl simply walks into a Labyrinth without even transforming, never to return.
she cannot find Purple; she seems to have misplaced her. the Red and Yellow and Pink and Blue swirl endlessly in dizzyingly delighted patterns, mixing and dancing and connecting, but there is no Purple; where is Purple? should she not be here with her friends?
36
Sayaka's head is smashed open by a boulder, sent flying by one of the coward's explosions. She didn't even see it coming.
Madoka, horrified, doesn't even notice the Witch behind her until it has snapped her up in jaws too large and crushing.
Mami screams and rages and tears her hair, pointing a gun at the coward and nearly squeezing off a fatal shot before time stops and the fearful one flees, giving up before Walpurgisnacht even shows her terrible face.
Yellow has a sister, a little one made of Orange; Blue has Red and Red has Blue, despite their protests to the contrary; Pink has a family who loves and cares for and cherishes her, and yet she feels alone; where has Purple gone to?
57
Mami is the first to go this time; a solo hunt, undertaken while Sayaka is recuperating and Madoka is patrolling elsewhere, results in a crushed Soul Gem and a missing body that will never be found.
Kyoko shows up and practically dies the next day; confident prattle means nothing when you're so distracted trying to show off you lose focus.
Sayaka collapses a week later, furious tears and a broken heart giving way to a vengeful Witch that does not stop until she has Hitomi's head mounted on a violin bow and Kyousuke's heart in her hands.
Madoka smashes her Soul Gem herself, alone in her room and unable to take her family's blissful ignorance any longer.
The coward watches, and cries, but cannot bring herself to apologize to her friend's family for killing their daughter before she disappears.
there is something wrong; without Purple, how can they be a Quintet? Orange is here, but it is not the same; they need five, and Purple had been fifth. but where is she? she cannot find her anywhere
72
They are fools, the lot of them.
She doesn't need their help.
But she gets it, asked for or not, and Kyoko's throat is torn out and Sayaka's legs go flying and Mami's ribcage is smashed. And Madoka's heart breaks, and Walpurgisnacht is too strong, and the coward can only turn her back as the city burns behind her.
Purple is not here, not a part of the dance they have made for themselves, and they cannot find her any better than she can; it is lonely, and sad, and Pink does not like this place as much as before
85
"I don't need your help."
"I think you do."
"No. Go home, Kaname-san; I can handle this on my own."
"You know, the more you say that, the less I believe you."
"Go. Home."
"Homura, please let me help you; what's the worst that could happen?"
Blood and bones and bits of brain all splattered on the ground in a picture so pretty it makes her hurl.
"I told you so."
she finds her, suddenly, up high among the clouds, sitting at a café table far too transparent to truly exist, sipping tea and petting an Incubator with more force than necessary. "Homura?" she says, because this is not what she expected
98
Mami's head goes to Charlotte again. She might've known.
Sayaka, the foolish girl, has gone out with a rather impressive bang, taking Kyoko with her into oblivion.
And now Madoka is all alone with tears on her cheeks and loneliness in her eyes, but it's okay, because she still hasn't transformed; she's made no wish, has no contract, remains a regular human.
And she convinces herself that this is good, this is acceptable; a broken, down-trodden Madoka is better than a dead Madoka, she tells herself.
She almost believes it.
Purple is not Purple; Purple is now Black, the nameless one, and she is taken aback at the dark smirk on the Demon's face as she watches Pink-Yellow-Red-Blue-Orange dance throughout Her world, this safe haven created specifically for them
99
This world is wrong.
It is wrong, and twisted, and they shouldn't be here, but
what is the real world outside this Labyrinth?
What is a world where Mami stares at her suspiciously, and Kyoko distrusts them both? What is a world where Sayaka evaporated into thin air, never to be seen by another living soul?
What is a world without Madoka, where even the memory of her is nonexistent and impossible? What is a world where she cannot see her every day, where she cannot hold her hand, where she cannot press their lips together like she has wished to for innumerable life times?
It is a world she does not wish to live in.
But it is a world she cannot abandon.
Madoka didn't.
She won't either.
100
Black smirks, swirls her glass, leaning seductively towards her in a silent challenge
"Are you going to stop me?" She asks, lips set in a coy smile even as Her wings tense behind Her
she stares at Purple who is now Black, wide golden eyes meeting flashing technicolor
"We are together again," she says slowly, "Why would I want to leave?"
Black stares, eyes wide
White smiles, takes a cup of tea
together, they watch Red-Blue-Orange-Yellow swirl in a dream
they meet for a desperate kiss just as Pink and Purple reunite
~Fin
A/N: Damn. What the hell did I just write? I have no idea. This was… it started as a little thing and now it's this. Um. Tell me what you think? I wrote this differently than I'm used to, so I don't know how I did; please give your opinion, it helps a lot!
P.S. Black = Demon Homura. White = Madokami. Just in case that part didn't make sense.
~Persephone