Kohta was walking slowly through the empty hallway of his huge house. He remembered the last meeting of Lucy and him before she died from the army people. They hugged and kissed. Then she left, and just like that, she was gone. Vanished from the earth. He felt a tear from the corner of his cheek. His heart was heavy. Although, he had another girl to worry about . His cousin, Yuka. She had dark brown hair and eyes like his. He had a crush on her since he was 7. It wasn't long ago that he learned that she had a crush on him too. He stopped in the darkness of the hallway and heard Yuka weep. Even though she didn't really like Lucy, she was still sad when she died. Kohta walked over there, hearing his footstep crack under the wooden floor. Yuka, looked up at him with red eyes, then quickly hid her face from the tears. Kohta sat next to her. He didn't know what to say really. So, he just put a arm around her and they sat there together.
Nana walked in. She started to live here not too long ago, but her horns always brought back memories of Lucy living. Yuka held Kohta tighter, but suddenly they felt like something was pushing them apart. Lucy? No! Kohta shook his head. She's dead. That's all that can cover it. Another tear ran down his face. Nana walked in. She was the only one that didn't cry, because she wanted Lucy dead for most of her life. "Let's do something fun, that can take our mind off" Nana gulped. "Nana didn't want Lucy to die." Nana looked like she was going to sink to her knees but didn't.
Lucy watched in horror as everyone cried over death. What the heck is their problem? Who would care for someone like me? I have horns! I'm not human. Still her heart warmed inside. But, it didn't last long when Kohta hugged Yuka. Jealousy sprang in. Lucy took her arms coming from her back and pushed them apart. I'm dead. But, I'm still hear. As a ghost? An angel? A demon? What did it matter. I am still here, and I am going to put up a hell of a fight to get her revenge. The army is going down. No more torture for the horned people. No more deaths. No more people in involved.