Michael opened his eyes, and blearily looked around him. The room was totally white.

'Where am I?' he whispered, looking down at himself. He was dressed in a thin white coat.

'Michael!' came a yell from beside him, and he slowly turned to see Yuma. 'You're alive!'

'Yuma…' replied Michael. 'Where am I? Where… where's nii-sama?'

Yuma looked away, clearly uncomfortable. 'We didn't want to contact your other brother,' he muttered. 'Because…'

'IV-sama?' whispered Michael. 'Did I… did I…'

Michael began crying, and Yuma watched him helplessly.

'Don't cry,' came a voice, and Michael looked up to see a tall pink-haired girl in a long white dress looking down at him sadly. 'Nothing that happened was your fault, Michael.'

'But… but…' he whimpered.

'Your brother is alright,' stated the girl. 'I'll take care of him, the same way I've taken care of everyone who fell to a witch.'

'But…' Michael mumbled.

'Don't worry,' said the girl, patting his head, and Michael felt immediately as if everything would be okay. 'You'll be alright.'

Madoka turned out to see Homura. 'Are we ready?' she asked.

Homura nodded. 'We'll go back, and wipe Kyubey out of this universe before he gets a chance to harm any of these people.' She tapped the hourglass on the side of her buckler, and with a flash of violet the two vanished.


Kaito sat on the steps outside the hospital, Haruto beside him, watching the sun set over Heartland's cityscape.

'Hey, Haruto,' he whispered, smiling, and his brother looked up at him. 'I told you that I'd get you out of your dream.'

Haruto nodded, and Kaito took a wallet from his pocket – his life savings from before he and Haruto had been collected by Heartland.

'Come on, Haruto,' said Kaito, standing up, 'let's go get something to eat.'

Haruto nodded again, smiling, and the two walked off.


From Heartland's security centre, Droite and Gauche watched them leave through the screens in front of them.

'You're not going to stop them?' asked Droite.

'The mood struck me to give them a chance,' replied Gauche offhandedly. 'Besides, don't you think that I can handle Kaito's job?'

Droite smiled. 'Of course we can,' she said, placing her hand on his. 'I doubt that you'd be able to do a damned thing on your own.'

Gauche grinned. 'Well,' he said, 'when you put it like that…'


Ryoga woke up. He was lying in an alleyway near where the centre of Tres Tantibus had been. Around him were scattered both his and IV's cards.

He slowly began to pick them up, before noticing a mess of cards arrayed in front of him, glowing a fierce purple.

He slowly picked up Shark Drake, and sighed. 'What now?' he whispered.


Homura and Madoka reappeared in an alleyway in Heartland.

'Where is he?' muttered Homura. Madoka pointed, and Kyubey appeared from a corner in front of them. He barely had time to react before Madoka shot an arrow into him, shattering him into white particles.

'Done,' stated Madoka. 'Let's leave.'

The two of them vanished once more into gold dust.


III walked past, glancing for a moment at the dissipating golden dust. He shook his head.

Trick of the light, he mused, before being interrupted by a beeping from his pocket. He took a small headset from his pocket, and put it on.

'III,' said IV over it, 'Yuma Tsukumo's duelling Ryoga. You wanted to see Yuma's duelling style, here's your chance. Uploading the location.'

'Thank you, nii-sama!' replied III.

'No problem,' answered IV. 'I'd do anything for you, little bro. And uh… don't tell V I said that.'

'You got it,' said III, clipping the headset shut again and running off to watch Yuma duel.

Today was looking to be a good day.