Alfred was officially dateless. He realized this after being turned down for the ninth time that week after his last chance with a girl named Kiku, who ultimately said she was going with someone else. The lonely and forever alone blond walked out of school that Friday, dateless for the senior prom that was supposed to be the following day. "Damn it!" Alfred punched a tree and ultimately bruised his hand. "Owowowowowowowowowow!" He shook his wrist vigorously before hearing a choked sob coming from his right. He looked up and followed a path on top of the school's stone wall that blocked students from climbing into classes through the window. There, sat a girl with long platinum blond hair who was sobbing into her purple uniform dress, and Alfred cocked his head as if to augment his hearing. Maybe she would go with him? He was desperate at this point, and he honestly didn't remember seeing her before.

"Um… Hey?" Alfred called, and the girl refused to look up from her hands. What was up with this chick?

"What do you want?" called the mysterious girl, still sobbing. Her tears followed an epic path from her face to the ground ten feet below only adding to the mystique of their meeting.

"Well, you're kind of crying so..." Alfred said awkwardly. Going out on a limb, he called, "You know he isn't worth it!" The girl looked up, her face still tear-stained, her eyes filled with pain.

"Who isn't?" she asked, clearly on edge.

"Whoever you're crying over, he isn't worth your tears." The girl jumped down from the wall, which was no easy feat in a skirt. She wiped her face and stuck out her hand. "I'm Natalia, but I insist you call me Nat, my friends call me Nat. And the guy I'm crying over: His name is Ivan and he's a Russian douchebag...who also happens to be my brother."

"Ah." Alfred tried to nod his head as if he understood, even though he truly had no idea what the fuck was going on here. "Well uh... Why are you crying? What'd your brother do?"

"He won't marry me. He wants to become one with everybody but me. I say keep it in the family but he's all 'go home!' so I just said 'screw it' and here I am." Natalia said, affecting a valley-girl accent for Ivan's lines as she told her story. She seemed to have no sense of how screwed up that was. "Well okay, I'm going to go now; I'll see you…never." Alfred said, speed walking away. Before he could get even a meter away, he felt an iron grip on his forearm. "You're not going anywhere." Nat said, even though Alfred had his back turned to her, he could hear the devious smile in her voice. She had the crazy eyes. He should have known.

Alfred's eyes went wide as he felt the tug on his forearm and looked down to see the devilish smile on the girl's face. Whether he liked it or not, he guessed he was going to have to get involved with this girl. "Uhm, could you- I dunno... Let go of my arm now?"

"Do you want me to hurt you? Because even though I love you, I can make you feel pain worse than death."

"Dude! I was just walking around school. Can you stop digging your fingers into my arm?"

After that Alfred simply blanked out. Jesus- couldn't someone give him a break here? All he wanted was a date to the prom, so he didn't look like a fucking loser. However, the only girl left was a psychopathic bitch. His status as the hero presented him as brave but he was seriously scared of this girl: Had she just said she loved him? Alfred tried prying his arm away but the girl was strong, believe it or not, and the blond thought he would have to get a pairs of scissors and cut her arm off first "How can you love me if you've only known me for about two seconds?" Alfred raised an eyebrow at the girl still hugging his arm and sighed.

"It's a disorder or something-at least that's what the weird people in the white coats told me. First it was my sister, then my brother... now you..." She looked at him with crazy, dark blue eyes, turbulent as the ocean. "I love you now, Alfred. And when I love something, I'd rather it die than leave me."

"Really? I mean I know I'm the hero and I've got this dark aura of mystique around me, but there's still Ivan, I mean, he may be a douchebag, but he was playing hard to get there's potential there, right?" Alfred said, speeding over his words, his mind working faster than his mouth.

"Stop talking about my brother, you sound like the freaking police he called from the government to protect him. 'you can't go in there, he doesn't love you' Yeah, right, if he didn't love me then why did he write me this love note." She asked, eyebrow raised as she held up a restraining order.

"Well it sounds like you need some time to sort this out, so I'll just leave you to that." And Alfred ran faster than he ever had before, away from school where, hopefully, there would be some witnesses.

Natalia stared at Alfred who ran away and started growling before hopping over the wall and running after the blond. "Come back here Alfred! You will become one with me whether you like it or not!"

Noooo!" Alfred screamed like a little girl and ran off into the darkness of a nearby alleyway. Without really noticing he ran past some men with white coats, whom he disregarded. Little did he know he know they would be his saviors. He ran to end of the alley and turned back to behold a crushing tableaux.

Natalia, tears and mascara running down her face, struggled futilely against some men in white coats, who he sincerely hoped were doctors and not kidnappers. They attempted to soothe her with little phrases like "There, there." that really meant nothing at all and only served to aggravate the situation. A look of pure fear and pain in her eyes, she fought and cried as they threw her into an ambulance. It was the perfect picture of insanity."Alfred- Alfred come back!" Natalia screamed. Eventually she lost sight of him which filled her with unmistakable dread as her last chance of being rescued slowly faded away along with her consciousness. She hadn't meant to scare him off. She guessed she was desperate: lonely even. She grabbed on tight and never let go of anyone she loved, including her brother.

She'd been by Ivan's side her entire life. Nevertheless, he'd thrown her away too. What was it that she was doing wrong? Why were people scared of her? She just wanted love. That was the root of all her insanity. She had been born into a cold, dark world with only her brother and sister as companions. Eventually, as her sister grew distant and eventually moved out to live autonomously, her brother was the only one left to hold her hand through life and even he resented her. She relied on him completely those first few years after her sister moved out. The feelings of strong familial love she felt for Ivan were confusing and as insanity took hold of her, those feelings became sexual and here she was today, slowly losing consciousness on the floor of what was essentially a padded van. Doubtless, when she woke up she would be bound and alone, left to live out her years in solitude because she had dared to love deeply and passionately enough to stalk and murder and cause pain wherever she went.