Let me tell you a little story if I may...so that you get the gist of what is happening around here at the moment, because for you to understand what is happening, we need to go back to the very beginning of this story. It's a simple one, like the simple stories of old. Containing happiness, love and of course, tragic deaths. Because what other endings actually happen in the real world?

Once upon a time, there was a happy little girl. One who smiled so bright and had all she could possibly fathom in her little eight year old life. Family and friends. Though her parents constantly fought in front of her with threats of divorce and the fact that they never had enough money to spoil her, her smile never faltered

But a smile like that made her the target that the worlds cruelest couldn't ignore. And just like that, a something so bright and more beautiful than the most beautiful thing in this world, was wiped from existence in a flash. Her trust shattered as if it was just simple glass. Her love burned up in a merciless undistinguishable wildfire and her heart felt as though it became nothing but a lump of coal. She was empty. She felt dead.

But death would have returned only half of her happiness. And still, it failed in killing off the smile she continued to wear upon her face like it did her parents.

It was as if the world had something against her happiness and pulled a one sided annihilation of her happy ending. Leaving not even a trace of it behind.

As she grew older, more and more of her old self died off in the remains of her war against the cruelties of the world. However, her only friends could tell she was loosing her footing in this war. Her life was crashing down faster than it did when she was eight years old. Even if she continued to smile and laugh and act as if nothing was wrong in her apocolyptic little world. It was the least she could do.

It was all she could do.

And when everything she had left hit the ground harder than it did the last time, the only thing lost, was her.

They didn't know it had happened. The only thing they did know were the facts:

Where they stood was a cementary.

Before them was a grave stone taller than them. Taller than their father or the tallest man there.

The sword that had ended the life of her parents was the one held by the weeping angel.

And the name on the grave, was hers.

'Rest in Peace

Katerina Ravencroft

A smile that never faded,

A brightness that remaind true.

Don't cry because it's over,

Smile because it happened to you.

If theres bad times in your life,

Keep calm and carry on.'

And all at once, everything was different. The world would never see such a smile once again. A villan had won this battle.