"So, what's the story with these witches?" Asked Enoshima. "We don't know anything about them."
"All magical girls become witches eventually, after they use a certain amount of energy. You all have soul gems, right?" The two new girls pulled out the jewels from their pockets.
"These are your soul gems. These contain your life and consciousness. Your body is merely an empty husk without it. Keep it close. When you use up enough energy, the soul gem becomes something we call a grief seed. The seed turns you into a witch, and then the hunt turns to you." Said Madoka, solemnly.
"So, we just wait to die?"
"Essentially."
"What's the point of becoming one then?" A small cat like thing with pointed ears came and crawled on Mami's shoulder.
"Perhaps I can help with that?" Said the creature.
"Kyubey?" gasped Enoshima, and Azami, simultaneously.
"Yes, it is I. Your friend Madoka seemed to appreciate it when I just came out and started speaking honestly, so I will. The Universe is dying. We, the Incubators, are its stewards. Were anything to happen of universe threatening proportions, we would stop it. We need the energy released by the transformation and continued use of a soul gem. It keeps the Universe alive. If anything, you should be happy- your insignificant beings are being used to help the Universe as a whole. Be proud!" The girls were stunned into silence. Azami slowly looked up.
"I understand. You use us to help the Universe. That's… it makes sense."
"How can you agree with that! The one thing we need to know is that hope always wins. NEVER give in to despair! If you give in to despair, you have lost. Have Hope, do not give up, and don't accept some pre-determined fate! We are independent humans, and Hope will always triumph." Yelled Enoshima, loudly.