Madoka Magica is a very interesting series to me. It's cute, magical, and then it turns into despair and yet still remains interesting. It explores the idea that magical girls are more than just cute saviors of the world. That maybe they can also be the danger they are saving the world from. I love it so much. I decided to make my own Magical Girls and Witches for this fic. Except one, which you will see eventually :)

I do not own Madoka Magica.

The girl ran through the crowds, clutching her very life in her hands. She didn't have any time, she knew that much. She'd seen it before, again and again. And there was no way to stop it. Not this time. No grief seeds will help her now. Her soul was cracked. Pain coursed through her body and she collapsed. She looked around. A basement... perfect. Surely nobody would be around to get hurt when she...

Pain. So much pain. It hurt. She could see it forming around her. The barrier. Little thorns and roses. She knew it was nearly time. Then...she saw it. The damned creature that started it all.

"...You must've been the devil all along...Kyubey"

Cathair, New York

Rosetta was on her patrol, just like every night. She stayed close to her own neighborhood. Cathair was large, and had many magical girls, so she didn't feel the need to patrol the entire city. Others, much more experienced than her, would deal with the larger witches that were more of a threat. Only in her second month as a magical girl, Rosetta was still very unexperienced. She had faced only one witch, who was once a minion, and was easily defeated. That was a personal victory for Rosetta as well, who had pretty much no idea how to use her magic. Kyubey wasn't much help in that department. He had told her each magical girl had different magic so he couldn't really tell her how to use her powers. He just 'unlocked' them for her. Now that she thought about it, Kyubey wasn't really much help in general. Sure, he made her wish come true and now her family was happy, but he didn't seem to know much about the job of a magical girl other than kill witches, get grief seeds, clean the Soul Gem. Either that or he just wasn't telling her. Rosetta sighed, getting a headache from all of this thinking. She adjusted her green dress that showed her shoulders and went to her knees with bright pink petal-esque accents on the skirt and collar, wiping off some of the dirt that had decided to make its home there.

"Sometimes I wish I could just stay home in my bed." She grumbled. "But you can't. You have to fight witches" Rosetta rolled her eyes as Kyubey hopped onto the stone wall Rosetta was standing on.

"Yes I know that. But do you see any witches? No. Have there been any witches in a month? No." She reminded him. Was Kyubey a he? she thought for a second. If you want me to be. Rosetta groaned. "I forgot you could read minds." Kyubey cocked his head. "I always use telepathic links though." Rosetta was very close to kicking Kyubey off the wall.

"Look, are you here for an important reason? Or just to mess with me? Because I am about to end my patrol and go home." She snapped, kicking at him with her pink ballet-like slippers. Kyubey jumped over her leg onto the other side of the wall.

"Well if you must know, there is a barrier nearby." He informed her. Rosetta blinked. "...Oh. Well about time." She jumped off the wall, followed by Kyubey. "Lead the way." She followed him throughout the neighborhood, letting him lead her to an alley near the entrance to the main part of town.
"I thought this was that blue girl's part of town. What was her name...Mary?" Rosetta frowned, narrowing her eyes at the entrance to the Witch's realm.

"Mary isn't here anymore. So you need to go beat the witch before someone gets hurt" Kyubey's news surprised Rosetta. "She's not here? Did she lose to a witch? Shame, she seemed nice." Rosetta mused before pulling her soul gem out of the flower crown on her head. She held it up to the entrance, opening it before walking through, followed by Kyubey. She knew a witch's realm would be weird and the minions could attack at any moment. But she didn't expect this. It looked like a stage, one that would be performed on, but of a much larger size. The curtain was down and Rosetta had a feeling it was for a good reason. She saw a piece of paper flutter by her, catching a name. "Myrtha". It was written strangely, yet somehow she could read it. She shrugged and approached the stage. Kyubey stayed near the entrance. Rosetta jumped up onto the stage and the curtain suddenly opened. The scenery resembled a graveyard, made out of cardboard. Music began to play and ghostly figures in ballet dresses appeared from the graves, headless. Rosetta backed up a bit as they began to dance. She watched them spin and twirl elegantly. It was so beautiful, she felt inclined to join in.

"If you do that, you won't stop" Rosetta froze as an unfamiliar voice appeared in her head. She was about to turn around to see who was there when suddenly music became louder and faster. Rosetta covered her ears, wincing at how loud the music was. She saw the dancers twirling but it was harder to keep track with the music pounding in her head.

"Right there ShE'S rIgHt ThEr..." the thought cut off as Rosetta looked up, eyes wide as she found herself face-to-face with one of the minions. Suddenly, the figure's 'body' began to melt away, revealing the ghostly form, which grew and wrapped itself around Rosetta. Rosetta gasped for breath and fell to her knees, feeling herself suffocate. "Kyu..bey...help!" she tried to think, then realized Kyubey would never help her. This was her own fault. She desperately tried to summon some sort of magic, but all that came was one weak vine that died as soon as it bloomed. Rosetta was beginning to feel light-headed, thinking that this was how she would die. This was the end. She began wondering if it was really worth it; if her wish was worth her dying.

"You are an idiot." Right before she passed out, she suddenly found herself out of the witch's grasp, gasping fresh air into her lungs. She realized she was in someone's arms and glanced up. She saw serious brown eyes under a orange helmet with a single yellow stripe down the middle and long brown hair. The girl wore what resembled a racing uniform that racecar drivers would wear, but in a dress instead of pants and a shirt, and in orange with yellow accents. She had long orange gloves with a yellow stripe on the sides and wore darker orange leggings under the dress with lighter orange boots with tires on the heel. She appeared to be glaring at Rosetta.

"Is this your first time fighting a witch?" She demanded. Rosetta shook her head, gulping. "S-Second. The last one was very easy." The girl snorted and dropped Rosetta rather roughly. Rosetta yelped when she was dropped and scowled at the girl as she rubbed her head.

"Never expect any witches to be the same, kid." The mysterious girl's hand glowed orange and she pulled out what looked like a radar speed gun. "Stay out of the way." She ordered before she was gone. Rosetta blinked, staring at the empty space the girl was just at before realizing she hadn't vanished, she was running at super-speed towards the witch. The other figures danced in front of her but one shot with her gun took them out as she sped towards the witch, who had her body back on. Before Myrtha could melt her body off, the girl skidded to a stop and swung her leg, cutting the witch in half with her kick before shooting the body multiple times. The minions stopped dancing as they, along with the barrier and the witch, began melting. Rosetta stood up and approached the girl as the barrier disappeared. The girl picked up the grief seed left behind the witch, little foot-prints resembling dancing tutorials decorating the seed.

"Tha-" "Take these." Rosetta blinked as the girl pulled out a small bag, dropping the grief seed in it and handing it to her. Rosetta looked inside and her eyes widened when she saw at least a dozen grief seeds.

"Practice your magic. Use those when your Soul Gem starts getting low. Don't expect other magical girls to help you out like I did, got it? I won't rescue your stupid self next time." The girl snapped, putting away her gun. Rosetta scowled.

"I am not stupid!" She began to protest but the girl had already sped away. Rosetta puffed out her cheeks and stomped her foot. "Such a rude, nasty girl! How dare she save my life!" She muttered angrily before untransforming, running a hand through her blonde hair. Kyubey was gone already, probably left with that girl. Rosetta sighed and glanced at the bag of grief seeds before turning and heading home.

End of Chapter 1- Dance of Death.

Author note: Italicized= thoughts. Kyubey, along with other magical girls nearby, have telepathic links and can talk in their minds.

I'm calling Kyubey a 'he' because it'd get confusing calling it an 'it' after a while.

Descriptions of Magical Girls and witches in this chapter:

Rosetta Blume: Her blonde hair is let down and more wild, with a pink flower crown in it. She has a green dress that shows her shoulders and goes to her knees with bright pink petal-esque accents on the skirt and collar. She also has ballet-like pink slippers with white stockings to her knees. She can summon plants to take hits for her and use vines to constrain her enemies.

?: - The Mysterious Racer girl has an orange helmet with a light yellow stripe down the middle and a dress resembling a racing uniform in orange with yellow accents. She has orange gloves up to her elbows with yellow stripes and wears darker orange leggings under the dress with orange boots with yellow stripes and what looks like wheels on the heels. She has super-speed and has a gun that resembles a radar speed gun that can shoot lasers. She can also attack with the wheels on her heel.

Mary: Mentioned but not seen. Had a blue theme to her outfit.

Myrtha: a witch who loved ballet, her barrier is a stage, with a fake cemetary on it. her minions are ghost-like ballerinas with no head who dance nonstop. All who enter are entranced and wish to dance as well, dancing until they are dead. If they manage to resist, the ghosts vanish and Myrtha herself appears, angry that someone refuses to dance. She resembles her minions and when she dances, they also appear again, making it nearly impossible to tell them apart. Myrhta will then slowly dance her way towards the intruder and if she reaches them, her 'body' sheds and the true form will surround the person, engulfing them in her madness until they suffocate. Her grief seed has footprints resembling dance steps on it.