Alright, chapter four is here. A demonstration of the abilities of Exorcists that will become important later. Extremely important. Also, anyone who can translate what Oktavia says will have a good laugh. ENJOY IT. Things get gruesome. She will not always talk like that, she's just high off her ass. Enjoy!

Scare Shadow

Hm? Who's this next to me? The only person I know that would be in this house would be…Kyoko.

I'm gonna kill Kyuubey. Damn, this girl has a grip like iron.

I'll kill Kyuubey, just as soon as I'm free.

Wait…Is that a nightmare? Kyoko? Alright, here goes. Kreimhild Gretchen, I need your help.

I shall help you save her, no matter the cost, I shall show her mercy.

Thank you.

No, I shall go.

Ophelia?

And what qualifies you to enter Kyoko's mind, oh Witch of Abandonment?

How about the fact that Kyoko and I are one and the same? Does that qualify me?

O…k. That happened. Ladies? Ladies!

And they're still arguing. Oh boy…

Oktavia, what are you doing?

Mothing nuch. Just gilling my sputs for hall to ear. Dat are dou youing, whumbass?

Oktavia, can you speak normally for now?

Sho nit.

You know what, screw you three.

NO! That was Ophelia.

I guess she has the best reason to come with me. Alright, here we go.

Hold on, Kyoko. I'm coming.

A church, my family's church. My father should be here soon.

Footsteps. Father? Is everything...okay?

"A witch. You're a witch. A monster. A demon." He laughs, but he doesn't seem to be happy. Daddy, you're scaring me...

Still laughing, he continues. "Enjoy her body while you can, I won't let you keep it for much longer! I've already denied you my wife and other daughter, so you have nowhere else to go should your little meatsuit die!"

"D-daddy? Why are you-"

"SHUT UP! You don't get to talk. All you get to do is watch. Watch as I end you. Watch as I break your little masquerade inTO PiEcEs!"

He ties me up and slaps me twice with his silver cross before placing it on my forehead.

"Our Father, which art in heaven, Hallowed be thy Name. Thy Kingdom come. Thy will be done in earth, As it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread. AnD fOrGivE uS ouR TreSpaSsEs, As wE foRGive tHem ThAt trEspAss aGaInsT Us. And lEad Us nOt inTo TemPtatiOn, BUt deLivEr us fRom eVil. For tHiNe is ThE KinGdOm, tHE pOWeR, aNd The gLorY, FoR eVEr aND EveR. aMeN."

He rips my shirt off and punches me over the heart with the cross. It hurts. He won't stop...

"ARe yoU aLreaDy doNe? i'Ve goT so muCH moRe to ShOw YOu!"

He's still laughing, even as he yanks me up by my hair. Please daddy, stop it. I-I'll be a good girl! I promise! Stop hurting me! Daddy!

He drags me before the pulpit, revealing what he meant when he said he denied me his wife and other daughter.

I would scream, but he just forces my mouth shut. Why daddy? I only wanted to be a good girl...

Mommy was like the man on the cross. Her tummy had rips in it, large and red. Shiny. Wet ropes were hanging out of them, along with bags and a shell. The red paint covered the floor below her. More red paint was on her face and lips. Where is her tongue? Where are her eyes? She has a tie of some kind and a very wide smile.

"M-m-m-m-mommy? Mom, wake up. Please wake up. Daddy's scaring me! PLEASE WAKE UP!"

Daddy slapped me again. Dragging me to face him, he smiled broadly. There was no happiness, no love, no kindness. There were only teeth.

"sHe aiN't waKiNg uP. So dOn't boTheR aSkiNg Her tO!" He drags me to...Momo.

She's crying, begging for daddy to stop. He doesn't. He reveals, slowly, ever so slowly, a knife he had in his hand, jagged, chipped, rusted. He raises it.

"WiTh thIs, i wiLl sAvE whAt reMaiNs oF My faMiLY! MaY tHe gOod lOrD hAVe meRcY oN yOU!" The blade came down. I'm sorry, Momo.

The sound of flesh hitting flesh.

"Fuck. That."

Did someone come? I raise my head. An unfamiliar person has their back to me, Daddy's wrist in his hand. A tattered red cloak, a pauldron and sleeve on his left shoulder and arm, a high collared sleeveless black shirt, black pants and boots. He also has an enormous single-edged broadsword, about two meters in length, with two raised holes.

"Alex?"

"I'm sorry I took so long. But you no longer need to fear this. Not so long as I exist. You didn't create me. I came to you."

"aRe yoU hErE tO ptOtEct heR? ArE yOua mOnsteR as wElL?"

I have had enough. I run him through. "Kyoko, get your sister and call for Kyuubey."

"R-right!" She does so, as I twist a blade that is one foot wide in the crazed priest's chest. Is it wrong that I find this therapeutic? "Kyuubey!"

"Yes? Oh dear, this is horrifying. Not what I expected the morning after to be like. Of course, I have an idea why this occurred."

"Later, Kyuubey. Can you get Kyoko and her sister out of here?"

"I can, but I'll have to make a new body for Momo. I will discuss this with Kyoko after we return to the land of the living."

The priest doesn't like that, but he can do nothing but watch as Kyoko and Momo leave. It also seems to take what's left of his mind away from him.

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I have no idea what the hell that's supposed to be. Don't particularly care, either. The enhancements of Soldier of Peace flow within me, even if it's less than ten percent of what I'm used to getting.

The dude manages to extricate himself from my blade and...falls helplessly to the ground as the only thing supporting him was removed. Of course, we're fighting in my mind, not Kyoko's anymore.

What the hell!? How is he getting back up?

Kyoko fears her father above all other things. Thus, he can perform impossible feats, given his origin as a nightmare of Kyoko.

Thanks Ophelia. Mind helping me in this fight?

A horse approaches me from behind. What seems to be a match with arms and legs, wearing a kimono, sits astride the unusual checkerboard animal. Said match is also lit. A spear is in her left hand, and she approaches me slowly.

"Ophelia."

She doesn't answer.

The priest rips the corpus of the crucifix, rendering it an ordinary Latin cross. He then inverts it, forming a Cross of Saint Peter. He then, somehow, fuses with the Cross and...wow. That looks completely unthreatening, if disgusting. A Cross of Saint Peter...formed from viscera. Ophelia just lights it on fire.

"If that killed it, that was extremely anticlimactic."

Perhaps he was more a psychological threat than a physical. You should know how effective psychological attacks can be.

Maybe that was it.

I would like to take a moment to recognize the fact that it smells horrible in this church.

"Let's get out of here. I'm worried about Kyoko...and I still need to kill Kyuubey."

"Sayaka Miki, Kyoko Sakura and her deceased younger sister are in need of your assistance. There is an opportunity to revive her, but a wish is required. Please, allow me to take you to where they both are."

"Okay." There is no flash of light or sound that says I just teleported. I just go from where I was to where I am now. Sakura-san greets me when we arrive. She doesn't seem upset or excited. If anything, she seems...hopeful. Hopeful that I will grant her wish.

"Kyuubey, I wish-"

"Hold on. Before you finish that sentence, I want you to take a moment to decide if the fate of a Puella Magi is worth it, at least to you. If you are one of mine, I can protect you, but if you're not, I am limited in my ability. Just think about it. That's all I ask. If you decide that you can't do it, I'm sure Kyoko-chan will understand." Rockholt-san? Why are you here? And why are you only wearing pants? And why did you call Sakura-san 'Kyoko-chan?'

"Kyuubey, I wish that Sakura Momo could live again."

"That's a wish I can grant. Alex, come with me. You girls stay here."

The pair leave the living room to go upstairs. I can't think of anything to say to Sakura-san, so I stay silent.

"Thank you. Thank you so much." Hm? Sakura-san?

"You're welcome."

"Alex was right though. You should have given this more thought then you did. You may end up regretting this."

"I don't think I will." Alex came back downstairs.

"Kyoko, I have someone who wants to say hi."

Sakura-san shot up and tried to rush upstairs, but her legs nearly gave out on her. Luckily, Rockholt-san was there to catch her. She seems rather comfortable...

I go upstairs after them and see something heartwarming. Sakura-san and her little sister, reunited at last. Tears were flowing from everyone's eyes, including Kyuubey. Rockholt-san was watching the sunrise, his tears clearly visible. I look at my Soul Gem, light blue in the morning light.

"This truly is a wonderful world."

That's it for this chapter. To be completely honest, it was completely unplanned, but I just started typing and this little scene came out. Kyoko has some serious trauma in her past that she repressed, but now it's coming to the surface due to the Bond. And yes, in this story, the deaths of the Sakura family went exactly as I wrote it until the moment Alex interupted it. I don't think I could finish what actually happened. And yes, Momo is now alive. The reason will be explained next chapter. For now, accept it as a way to blunt the impact this chapter may have.

The worst part? I wrote this to the tune of "Love Me Like You Do" by Ellie Golding. This chapter sounds even worse when you read while listening to that song. But yeah, I think it ended on a happy note and Sayaka is now a Puella Magi. Progress has been made.

Goodnight, everybody. Sweet dreams!