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Disclaimer: I do not own Wakfu in any way all credits belong to their respectful owners. This fanfiction is just for fun

Inside a makeshift jail cell, a Sacrier with black hair and ghostly white skin was fiercely held down by the chains that wrapped around both his arms and legs glowing a faint orange light restraining his powers and causing his great pain every time he moved, a maniacal grin was stretched across his face even thought in his pathetic state.

" Well, well ,well. Look who decided to pay me a visit, did ya miss me? " He asked sarcastically with no hint of truthfulness behind his voice. The woman who visited him had taken on the form of a typical female Sacrier with long orange hair reaching to her feet, pupil-less eyes and a whole black heart on her right breast instead of a cracked one. She was wearing a strapless brown and green tank top with lose fitted brown pants and brown sandal. She had an distasteful scowl on her face.

" Do not flatter yourself, I am here to offer you a proposition " Said cleared having little to none but still some distaste in her voice as she tried to look upon him with shame but was clearly failing. " Awww, even now Mommy dearest is still looking after me. I'm touched, really I am " He said giving a little smile but the woman knew it was obviously fake.

" You have no right to call me that anymore! Especially after what you did! " She exclaimed in anger. " Well duh, I know that. Yesh! What? twelve thousands years and still no sense on humor? I hass expected more from the great and powerful goddess Sacrier " He complained with absolutely no regard to his mother. " And I expected an obedient son who wouldn't stab me in the back " She spat this time with sorrow rather with forced hatred.

" Well I wouldn't be so disobedient of you had let me have more fun " He reasoned his anger rising " If I let you have things your way my people would have been long gone if not for you. Cain " She said

A brief silenced went through the area as Cain sat there looking shocked " Y-You haven't called me that in a while you know... " He said in a whisper. " I know " She replied.

Sacrier cleared her throat and regained her composure " Well I did not come here to visit you I came here to offer you a proposition as I said before " She said. Cain sat there waiting for her to go on " And? " He asked impatiently. " And this proposition will help in reclaiming lives and saving an entire race. It almost may be able to make up for your sins " She finished eagerly siting for his response.

Cain sat there looking uninterested and bored " That all? " He asked giving a yawn. The goddess nodded " To sum it up yes ". Cain thought about it for a moment and gave another maniacal smile " No deal " He decided with determination. " Are you serious about this? It's a one in a twelve thousand years opportunity " She reasoned hoping her stubborn son will take the bait.

" Yep. Absolutely " He replied much to his mothers dismay. " There will be fighting involved and I assure you they are unearthly strong " She said resorting to the last measure " Okay! Count me in! " He said ecstatically " Whenever there's a fight I gotta show up! " He stated. The goddess sighed. " There is a catch you know " She notified.

" Don't care " Cain replied rattling his chains. " Find then. If that is what you wish. Here " Sacrier said her palms glowing a bright orange and placed a small tattoo of a Sacrier's sword where her sons barely recognizable Sacrier tattoo was " I may not be able to mend it but this replacement will have to do " She decided. " Sweet! We i can fight?! " Cain asked. " Soon. For now just wait " Sacrier said walking away from his imprisonment and back with her siblings " Good luck son... " She whispered clutching her heart in sadness a single tear went down her chin as she bided her final farewell to her beloved son without him knowing it would be the last he would see of his mother.

Elsewhere inside the heart of the pocket dimension.

A beautiful woman with short blue hair in blue and gold robes carrying a quill and a scroll was conversing with a cat like woman with golden fur and black hair in a high ponytail wearing a gamblers outfit carrying a deck of cards was eagerly listening to her ideas. " Really? That's is interesting sister Feca. Tell me what does this magnetic field do exactly? " Ecafilp asked with curiosity.

Feca smiled at her sisters attentiveness and continued to explain " Why, they pull on ferromagnetic materials such as iron, cobalt, or nickel and attract or repel other magnets. " Feca said happily explaining the consept to one of her beloved sisters. " Oh look it's sister Sacrier " Exaflip pointed out as her sister came in through one of the rifts in his unstable dimension. Feca turned her attention to her sister as well as she saw her eyes were slightly red.

" I believe you have said your farewell to him? " Feca asked lending a handkerchief for her sister who accepted " Y-Yes he hasn't change a bit these past thousand years " She said dabbing her eyes fighting back her tears. " Same with Zen as well, I think he has become more strange though. " Feca commented remembering her sons odd behavior towards her. " Of course, little Sapphire has become too, absorbed in herself lately. She didn't even notice me . Still beautiful and young though " Ecaflip added sighing.

" Indeed " An ethereal voice agreed. The three goddesses turned their attention to the one and only Eliatrope her current form was that of a adolescent with blue hair and a simple cloak that look like it had been made entirely out of smiled " It has been quite sometime hasn't it. I don't believe you ever taking that form though " She said recalling all those fond memories when she was still a young child. " Yes. I admit it has been quite long. " She agreed.

" I wish we had come together on better grounds than this " Feca said sadly. " Indeed. But now is not the time to have a reunion we all know what must be done for the sake of my people " Eliatrope said turing to her sisters " And i thank you for helping me, rest assured this good deed will not be forgotten " She said with a little smile

" We hope for the safety of your people this is the least we could have done " Feca said. " But are our children ready for this? Being free once more. Even if they don't remember who they are? its been Aeons since they last set foot on the world of twelve " Sacrier asked worried for her son

" Im sure they will be fine Sister Sacrier. They are not children anymore " Ecapflip said casually shuffling her deck of cards " Oh if only they were " Sacrier sighed. " Yes but time has passed and whats done is done. We have to focus on the future now " Eliatrope said determined.

" I only hope they survive "

~ To be continued ~