I got some bad news, and I got some good news, and I got some okay news.

First off: Bad news is, I'm in a terrible mood, and I'm going to stay that way for awhile. This might show up in my work. It's a combination of having my best writer quit on my group (who was also the co-founder of my writing group) due to college reasons. I have no idea how I'll manage the group without him, and I hope he'll come back soon. I also failed my driving test, and the lady instructor kept nagging at me even before she entered my car to take the test. (I got automatically disqualified for hitting the curb).

Good news is I am finally putting up the story my group have been working on to my new website tfostudios . com and on FictionPress, however I will let you guys know when the story is up. I want to make a promising first introduction chapter.

Better news is: More Madoka Magica concept movies! Yep. September release, which showcases a whole lot more, especially a certain scene I plan to implement in this fanfiction. I also started making an amv called "Puella Magi Madoka Magica: Rejection" with concept movie footage (yes, I named it after my fanfiction). I have a good amount of experience with Sony Vegas.

Decent news is - don't worry, I won't forget about PMMM Rejection. You guys will get regular updates as you always have been.

All I ask is that you guys support my group soon.

Blight of Kazamino Part 4

The Demon's hand curled around the sword, and shattered it, "Not yet, Miki Sayaka," She kicked the blue-haired magical girl in the stomach and sent her flying.

The momentum pushed against Sayaka's boots even across the desert's sand. A figure materialized behind her - the revived Oktavia, and charged against The Demon.

The black-haired entity noticed her surroundings change from the desert pillars to a classical concert. She smirked, "Materializing your witch not once, but twice even after I killed it, and to make a labyrinth inside my own? That's cunning and skilled of you, Sayaka Miki," She dodged Oktavia's sword slice with ease.

"And I didn't think you were the type to imprison everyone. Look at yourself! Your eye bags are proof that you can't even handle Madoka's role!"

Oktavia raised its arms up, and materialized a group of Anthony familiars. They charged their instruments, and fired toward The Demon.

Sayaka's witch created pits of fire and fired against the unholy enemy, and encased her in a typhoon of everlasting fire. "You're cunning, but repeating the same tactic again in the span of minutes is nothing short of idiocy."

She dissipated the attack once again, but Oktavia charged toward The Demon and grabbed tightly against the smaller opponent with its oversized hands, and threatened to crush her. "Mph!" The Demon yelped in pain.

Sayaka's figure rained down from above, and sliced through The Demon's neck. She felt her head roll against the sand.

Sayaka smiled in relief, but it quickly disappeared.

"Really now. It won't be that easy," The Demon's headless body slowly broke free from Oktavia's grasp with sheer strength. Her head disappeared in a cloud of black fog and reappeared on her shoulders. Smiling, The Demon materialized behind Sayaka.

Sayaka felt a powerful hand grip on her shoulder. Her feet rose from the ground, and her neck tightened. "Where'd you learn all those tricks? Especially the capability of summoning Oktavia not just once, but twice even after I pulverized it."

On cue, Oktavia charged toward The Demon and pushed its oversized fist toward the black figure. The raven-haired girl blocked it with her free hand with ease.

Slowly, she crushed Oktavia's fist and cracked its concrete bones while she squeezed Sayaka's neck. "It's over for you, Sayaka Miki."

A total of fourteen tendrils made of shadows edged their way out of The Demon's back. A doll-like girl spawned from the end of each one. They smiled at the blue knight's foolishness.

"The night is not yet over!" Cowardice couldn't help but cry.

"It won't be over until Love arrives!" Vanity looked at Sayaka with disgust.

"Love has yet to arrive!" Pride couldn't help but puff her chest out.

"The night won't be over until our beloved fifteenth sister, Love, arrives!" Stupidity held her head up, "And when that happens, the pink Goddess will love us all!"

The Fourteen Clara Dolls surrounded Oktavia and pinned down the witch with ease, while The Demon raised her hand up toward Sayaka's eyes, and transformed her fingers into claws, "This is your end." Sayaka shut her eyes and awaited her impending doom that never arrived.

"Huh?" Slowly, she opened her eyes. Right in front of her, she saw Stupidity. The doll held tightly onto The Demon's left arm, begging her to stop.

"If you kill her, the pink Goddess won't love us anymore!"

"Do you really care about her?" The Demon, unfazed, spoke up. Stupidity shook her head, but vehemently refused to left go.

"Don't kill her!"

"What do you think you're doing, Stupid!" Coldheartedness spawned a tomato out of her palm, and flung it toward her slow sister.

"It's too troublesome to go against Good-For-Nothing, just give it up," Laziness interjected.

"What's wrong with all of you?! This is MY stage! Not Mother's!" Stubbornness complained.

"Even so!" Stupidity yelled out, "EVEN SO! WE CANNOT KILL HER!"

The Demon grew weary and annoyed. This sudden scene before her was childish and downright idiotic. She had no choice but to give up, "Sigh...I can't keep to my laurels forever. Strange...For a moment, I just wanted to kill you, but then I remembered.." Her thinking appeared disjointed, broken, "I have use of you. I'll give you a chance to live, Sayaka Miki," She lowered the blue magical girl downward to see her face-to-face, "However, I will continue Phase Two."

A sudden fear overtook Sayaka as she stared into The Demon's bright violet-pink eyes. She saw The Demon's skin being tainted by reddish tattoos "See no evil. Hear no evil. SPEAK no evil."

A fatigue entered Sayaka's veins, slowly pulling her to a deep slumber. The Demon materialized a purple mask engraved with a crystal in the middle, and placed it onto the blue-knight's sleeping figure. "Good night and sweet dreams, Blue Knight."

As Sayaka closed her eyes, Oktavia dematerialized without a trace.

"To think you are Madoka's favorite...It's disagreeable…"

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"First place goes to...Madoka Kaname!" The crowd cheered as the pink girl froze in place. She didn't expect to win, not at all - especially against Homura.

She turned to see her raven-haired friend with fear. What if she hates me? What if all that work she put into the competition goes to waste? I took first place from he-

Homura smiled sweetly, as if unsurprised by the sudden change of events. In fact, she seemed pleased. None of what Madoka thought had come to pass.

The judges walked next to Madoka, and gave her an extremely large golden trophy case with a ballerina figure in the middle who had her arms raised in the air in an extravagant fashion. Madoka couldn't help but feel tears run down her cheeks.

A professional photographer walked up to the big winner. Madoka's parents and brother ran up by her side. A bright flash of light emanated from the camera, and a flimsy photo materialized from it.

It revealed a very happy Kaname family. It was something Homura had wanted to see for a very long time.

The Law of Cycles must NOT return, The earring whispered into her ear, It would destroy everything you worked for, useless-good-for-nothing.

Yes, it would, She agreed, It would.

After Madoka's celebration, the judges called upon the second place - Homura Akemi. The raven-haired girl flipped her hair pridefully as she walked up the stage and accepted the silver trophy.

"Do you have anyone to take a picture with you?" The photographer asked.

"No," She said without a tinge of emotion.

"Yes she does!" Madoka reached beside her and grabbed her arm. She pulled herself closer to a visibly surprised Homura.

"H-huh?" Homura almost yelped as Madoka snuggled her cheek next to Homura's.

"Say cheese," The photographer said, smiling.

"W-wai-"

A photo produced itself from the camera, and revealed a flustered Homura and a very happy Madoka.

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"Crap! They've been in there too long! What the hell's going on?!" Kyouko charged her spear against the Wraith Barrier. The spear bounced off with no effect.

"I don't know how long I can last here!" Nagisa used her horn, and a dozen explosive bubbles cleared the path of Wraiths, but more spawned soon after. "My magic's running...out…"

"Grab the grief cubes from the dead Wraiths! We have to stall as much as possible!" Mami directed.

"The Wraiths won't give us a chance!"

"Mami!"

The Wraiths surrounded the already exhausted trio of magical girls. Everything was hopeless, until the barrier suddenly dropped down, and the wraiths started to drop like flies.

"What the hell…" The redhead was shocked.

"Sayaka and Yuma must've killed the big bad wraith! Hooray!" Nagisa shot her arms up in the sky. Mami breathed a sigh of relief.

"That's all?" Kyouko placed the spear behind her back, "Well, guess I gotta congratulate those two. Especially Blue, didn't think she had it in her."

"Shouldn't you be saying that about Yuma?" Mami raised an eyebrow.

"Nah, I have complete confidence in her."

From the broken barrier a figure emerged. It was Yuma, who held herself steady with her weapon. "H-hi…" She said meekly.

"Yuma!" Kyouko was the first to run to her. "That's my buddy alright!" The redhead yelled enthusiastically, until she saw Yuma's sullen face. "O-oy...what's wrong? Huh? Where's Sayaka?"

"Is she going to catch up?" Nagisa thought, as she tried to keep positive.

"Yuma, tell us what happened," Mami demanded.

"She...She's gone. She disappeared after the Wraiths surrounded us inside the Wraith Barrier…"

"What? Those damn bastards...Where'd you last see them?! What direction did they head to?!" Kyouko desperately called out to Yuma for answers.

Yuma shook her head. "I don't know.." Tears ran down her cheeks, "I don't know...I'm sorry. I'm so sorry."

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A dark figure hovered above the half-moon with a spread-out smile across her face. Her wings flapped back and forth against the cold night air.

She warped into a dark abyss with a window next to her. It was closed by a loose red ribbon. The figure saw a trace of long pink hair across the window platform.

"No need to hide from me, Law of Cycles. I know you're there."