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I named almost every chapter of this story from the song (s) I listen to while rewriting, typing, editing, adding or taking out a few words [phrases, sentences or details].

This chapter:

the GazettE - "THE SUICIDE CIRCUS" & "The Invisible Wall"

"INNOCENT SORROW" by Abingdon Boys School ; "UNTIL I DIE" by lynch. ; "Amaryllis" by Para:noir ; "world wide wish" byUNiTE / ユナイト

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Summary: Fran loses control of his powers and his Hell Ring. Ends up fighting Xanxus. How did this happen? Created while listening to "Bang The Doldrums" by Fall Out Boy, NO B26

Note (s):

Chapter was Beta-read a while back by xxdreamerzxx, although some details have been added or changed.

They are presently speaking in Italian.

Italic words are Fran's thoughts.

It is late October.

I will add more characters besides just focusing on Fran and Xanxus, but Fran will always be the focus with someone else.

The Varia's base will be referred to as Varia castle or HQ. Why? Well I looked it up in the dictionary.

A castle is a large building or group of buildings fortified against attacks, with thick walls, battlements and towers or a magnificent mansion, the home or former home of a member of the nobility.

Every one of the main members has 5 or 6 underlings (total of 32) down from ten years ago (50). Fran is not a main member nor does he count as Mammon's underling, though he does have more authority than the underlings.

Author's notes:

Minor changes in this chapter.

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"There are people in this world that enjoy being alone, but there isn't a single person who can bear solitude."

Still kneeling on the cave ground, Fran had a steady stream of tears flowing down his young face. He knew the rush of adrenaline was leaving him but he was addicted to this euphoric state. The adrenaline had become a highly addictive drug, that his warped mind and body now required him to obtain, just as a being needed oxygen to survive. Though his mind was warped, he was certain if he stopped maintaining this invigorating sensation, this adrenaline rush, he would die. Of course that invigorating sensation was in fact his Dying Will flame, his life force as a flame, tainted with the Hell Ring's power. The Hell Ring was the reason he was quickly being driven mad with power, as it was close to taking full control of his body.

Flabbergasted best described the rest, of the conscious main members, who were watching along the sidelines.

They stared in astonishment, as the usually monotonous newbie sobbed in anguish, as he showed off his destructive power. The show of emotion was startling to begin with, but to be told that Fran was the one showing the emotion, they would have never believed it, if they had not experienced it firsthand. He never even cracked a small smile let alone a grin, when he insulted them on a daily basis, and managed to aggravate them. Now here he was fighting their boss head on, having become emotionally unstable as the Hell Ring took over his body. He was even inflicting some serious damage to their Boss, granted not enough to kill him yet, but enough to give Fran his full attention.

It had almost been an hour, since Fran started fighting with their Boss and he was still alive.

If Fran lived through this experience and went on to learn how to control his powers, along with his Hell Ring, he may actually have a shot at being able to fight on even terms with Xanxus, or even defeat him. There were only a few people alive, in their time who could say the same. Nearly all were in the Vongola and all had made a name for themselves. It was quite the contrast to their belief, that Fran was just some snarky wimp that was useless in a mission. How did they never see the potential he had? How could they all have been so blind?

It was maddening.

Fran was confused to say the least. He didn't know what to do. Should he commit suicide or go through the aftermath, of withdrawal that was to come? The withdrawal was bound to be worse than some drug induced high, because this high was of his dying will, and natural powers, going haywire because of his Hell Ring in the first place. The combination of the three, was having devastating effects, on his mind, just a bit more there would go the last of his soul and sanity.

"I just want to be in full power and fight, till I die a quick death"

Fran wishfully thought.

The last thing he wanted to feel, would be this invigorating sensation and only this sensation. He needed help. Fran desperately wanted to forget everything, that had happened so far. How was he still even alive? Shouldn't he be dead by now? He just wanted this to end.

To stay in this state was also excruciating.

Fran's thoughts revolved around his longing for a quick death as he shouted in pain. Xanxus continued to stare at the young illusionist, watching him as he got up. Fran's actions were almost completely under the control of the Hell Ring, which forced him to get up, and gather any energy he had left. Fran would continue fighting Xanxus until his Hell ring could no longer use his body, and he was long dead.

Fran needed help.

His resolve was wavering, knowing he had an almost nonexistent control over his actions. They both had yet, to realize that they had been fighting for over an hour. The others continued to watch, as two flames collided with each other. The conscious main members of the Varia, didn't understand what was happening, to the newbie. Bel who was resting on the sideline, having been knocked unconscious by Fran early in the battle, began to regain consciousness, and heard Fran cry out in pain. Levi began to come too, although still dazed. Both wanted to know, why their Boss was attacking Fran, and why they were still continuing to fight.

The resolve of Fran's flame seeped through to them, they could feel Fran becoming insane.

Fran attacked, with all the flame he had left, even as his flame was dying out. The thing about Dying Will Flames, suddenly dying out especially while fighting, means only one thing, that you have overused yours, and your death is near. With the way he was using his flame, you could see death standing next to him.

Aside from Mammon and Bel, the rest of the main members began to shout at Xanxus to stop.

"STOP!"

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING!"

"BOSS!"

"HEY, BOSS!"

"STOP THIS FUCKING MADNESS! YOU'RE GOING TO KILL THE KID!"

"BOSS!"

With all the shouting beginning to piss him off, even more than he already was, Xanxus yelled an order for them.

"SHUT UP!"

Mammon was calmly watching from the sideline. He knew exactly what was going on. He had seen a lot while being cursed and he recognized that feeling all too well. There was a reason, why he was chosen to be an Arcobaleno, and as a holder of one of the Hell rings. Mammon had been through that feeling of pure bliss. The aching to die, wanting to fight, and the yearning to just let instinct take over, as the powered twisted your personality till you became a completely different person. With the price of giving up a part of your soul and sanity.
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All of the Arcobaleno had been through it.

All Arcobaleno's Dying Will powers, were mostly stored in their pacifiers, but if they needed the pacifiers could release and strengthen their Dying Will. Although when strengthened they could go out of control, but that's the reason why they are the strongest 7 beings, and why they were cursed. They could handle the temptation of giving in to the power. Power that would make you lose control, yet allowed you to still be in complete control. The wanting of 'something' so bad you don't even know what it is you want. The desire to die while lost in an exhilarating state of being; where you will experience your own personal heaven and hell.

Feeling completely exhausted by the sensation, yet invigorated.

Mammon knew what Xanxus was doing. So when Squalo tried to interfere, along with the others he stopped them with a barrier. He told them, that if they did interfere, Fran would really die. He did his best to assure them that their Boss knew what he was doing.

All the while Fran continued shouting in agony.

Fran was no longer radiating power, looking aloof and being calm. Now he was pitiful, unsure, frighten and insane. He looked so sad, tired, worn out and bloody that it hurt to even look at him.

It was painful listening to Fran's anguish cries, but even in agonizing pain Fran's flame told them, he didn't want it to end.

Going back to this morning, no one could have imagined, by nightfall that the nearly rebuilt Varia HQ, would suffer as much damage as it now sustained. The top of the middle tower was blown away, the forest around the garden was destroyed, and two of the main members were knocked out. All the main members were trapped in a real illusion, the doing of their newest addition, who just happened to go insane.

What had started as a normal interaction, between Bel and Fran should have started and ended as usual.

Fran should have insulted Bel's hair, I.Q., and his Royal lineage. Bel should have insulted him with a comment - about him being a toad, a frog, or some stupid brat - like usual and throw a knife, or 10, at Fran. Someone should have then come in, and stop the stabbings then one or both of them, would walk away from each other.

That should have happened.

Only Bel, was in a bit of a foul mood because both Xanxus and Squalo were pissed at him. He went overboard, with his 'little killing spree' – 26 people, not including the target, died a horrible death - on his last mission. When they found out, they banned him from going on any missions that involved killing, for a month. Instead, they only allowed him to take on missions that involved paperwork. His first mission in months, that didn't involve him pairing up with Fran, and what happens, he gets banned from killing. After that solo mission, Bel was supposed to go on a mission with Mammon. He hadn't gone on a mission with Mammon, since before he supposedly 'died', in January. Bel and Mammon's last mission together was over a year ago, in early October, last year.

Fran had been here for over 8 months, arriving at the end of February.

Two days ago, Xanxus had gone out to visit his father's grave for one of his 6 yearly visits, Squalo was left in charge. Xanxus would be returning later on that day, where Bel planned to plead his case to him. Bel's case being that he would only go on missions with Mammon, and no solo missions till his Birthday, in late November. That is if Mammon agrees to it then, all he had to do was get Xanxus and Squalo to agree. Simple, right? Well it would have been simple, if Xanxus hadn't found out and said he could only go with Fran, NOT Mammon, since he was still busy working with the Arcobaleno. Finally having a chance to go on a mission with just Mammy, just like old times, only to be given a right hook in the face and have to babysit the useless newbie.

Life was not fair to Bel.

Why did he always get stuck with Fran? Why wasn't Fran partnered with Lussuria or Squalo, since they were the ones who kept saying, that the newbie needed to be 'looked after'. What! Was Fran still a little 2 year old brat? At least Mammon, even though he had the body of a baby, didn't need to be babysat. Actually, now that he thought about it, how old was Fran? Twenty – four? Twenty - five? Or maybe Fran was the same age as the Prince. No, Fran looked younger than that, maybe Twenty-two? He was getting off track.

He was just pissed off and Fran was the last person Bel wanted to see.

Squalo was currently outside having training exercises with his squad, saying that they have gotten weak. The Varia's sun squad on the other hand was being taught by Lussuria, and their medical personnel, how to improve the use of their sun flames, to heal anyones injuries besides their own. It was the lightning squad that had become the sun squads guinea pig. As for Levi himself, he was finishing up his mission report, for Squalo to check over in place of their Boss.

That left Bel, Fran, and Mammon in the main building, inside the common room.

Mammon had already finished his training session with Fran and his underlings earlier this morning. Now some were out patrolling the grounds, training on their own, finishing up mission reports, or out on missions. Xanxus's squad was doing the same, only more patrolling and self training till Xanxus, their squad leader came back. Mammon being the greedy one he is, decided to head to his room, to calculate how much money he missed making while he was 'dead', and was thinking up ways to make up for the lost time.

You know the saying, time is money.

Somehow after Mammon left for his room, they quickly went from their usual witty banter to Bel flat out insulting Fran.

"You'll always just be the temporary replacement for Mammy. You'll never be Varia quality. Besides, the only reason you were chosen to be Mammy's replacement was, because most of the illusionists were already hunted down or recruited by the Millefiore. You're just some weak ass illusionist that not even the Millefiore wanted. It wasn't a fluke that you were even left alive. The Millefiore just couldn't be bothered with you."

Bel said in a voice full of annoyance, and pent up anger.

Fran was shocked. Usually Bel would just give him a small insult and throw a knife at him.

As these thoughts formed, Bel continued with his insults.

"You will never be a top illusionist like Mammy, or that Master of yours. And you're an assassin, not a 'hero' so stop with that stupid 'hero' pose of yours. It's just idiotic and not at all funny, cute, or playful. Just plain annoying."

Bel all but yelled at Fran.

"Fake Prince, I get that you're upset but I am NOT your stress ball. Going take your tantrum somewhere else. It's not my fault, you were banned."

Fran, finally having enough, spoke up in his trademark monotone voice, but it was a useless attempt on Fran's part, as Bel just continued with his rant, as though Fran hadn't even spoken.

"It's not cute and you're a bit of a freak. At least if The Prince didn't have his natural blood-lust, royal blood, and long bangs, the prince could go out and be a normal beautiful peasant. While you with your weird hair, and emotionless personality, and freaky nature hair color… Wait, who has mint hair anyways? Do you somehow color your hair every month? …Huh, you could never be seen as normal!"

Ah.

Why can't the fake prince just leave me alone?

Of course I am not normal.

I can't even feel any physical pain.

BUT

his words

Why are his words effecting me?

Fran never cared for the most part what the other members said or did, except for orders, but what Bel had said just now had begun to get to him. He had to get away from Bel, before he let him know, and to figure out what was going on.

"I get that you're angry, but I think you should shut that mouth of yours!"

Fran said in a tight voice as he refused to show even the slightest emotion not wanting Bel to win.

"'Ushishishi, what are you going to do about it? Beat the Prince up? You're just a wimp whose useless on a mission, and no good at conjuring illusions. The Prince knows you were trained by that 10th Vongola Mist trash, and yet you still suck at illusions. You're just a useless emotionless freak who has no talent"

"SHUT UP"

Fran said, in a slightly raised voice, as he finally had had enough.

Ever since he had come to the Varia he was made to wear this demeaning frog hat, insulted in every way by the fake psychotic prince, and used as a personal stress ball. It wasn't his fault he hid so well that the Millefiore never found him. At the height of The Millefiore family's power they mercilessly hunted, illusionist and flame users alike, with the only choice given, join or be killed. Since he is connected to the Vongola they would undoubtedly kill him. The only reason the Varia found him, was because his Master had contacted Xanxus about him.

Xanxus had been the one to send out Squalo and Bel to kidnap him.

In reality Fran had met Xanxus, before joining the Varia, when he was 16 years old. It was only for a few brief minutes, but he had been convinced that Xanxus was without a doubt the scariest man he had ever met, this included his master. He never would have imagined that one day he would work for him, and be partnered with a blood thirsty, psychotic being known as 'Prince the Ripper', only now, if Mammon was busy.

'Prince the Ripper', better known to Fran as Bel the fake prince.

"Like you're any better, you can't even go on a solo mission without going on a killing spree. At least I still have time to improve my skills, while you have to have someone with you at all times. You're what 26!? And what's with your bangs? If you want, I'll give you the money to pay for a haircut, if not take one of your knives and cut them!"

Fran stated in a monotone voice.

While Bel was beyond shocked and pissed off as Hell.

The newbie just insulted him!

He might as well just kill him right then and there. That might solve all of his current problems. While Bel thought about going through with his plan to kill Fran, he decided to first yell at him for insulting him, but Fran wasn't stopping in his own rant about him.

"Plus, what's with you talking in third person? 'the Prince' this 'the Prince' that. Just shut up! For once just use 'I'! And what country are you the prince of anyways! Not to mention, now that your whole family's dead, including that freaky insane twin brother of yours, that Boss kill not long ago, shouldn't you be a KING! Not a damn PRINCE that wears a tiara! It's a TIARA you're wearing; get that through your thick head! Or is it that you need to marry first in your imaginary 'kingdom' in order to become King!"

Fran had started off in a leveled monotone voice, but by the end of his short rant had ended up shouting; yet he somehow still managed to speak in monotone.

Both Bel and Fran were stunned at what just happened. Fran had never meant to voice any of his thoughts, which had accumulated during his time with the Varia, out loud. Sure he was mad, but why did he let his emotions take control?

Why now?

Still processing his thoughts on what had just occurred, Fran failed to notice his Hell Ring, light a small flame on his finger.

The flame continued to grow slightly larger as the seconds ticked by.

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