Ennard and Marionette couldn't believe the words they were hearing. Ennard didn't believe her, but Marionette was on board. Charlie sat with her arms crossed, a smile stretched across her face. Ennard and Marionette looked away from each other and looked at Charlie, both of their facial expressions hidden by their masks.

"How long ago was this?" Ennard asked.

"Seven months ago was when I was the leader, but I left two weeks ago."

Ennard frowned under his mask. He tapped on Marionette's shoulder as he looked at him, neither of them knowing what to do. Charlie watched aimlessly as the two looked and muttered at each other, Charlie not able to hear either of them.

"How do we know you didn't 'leave' to come spy on the Red Undead? How do we know you were the leader-?"

Charlie slammed her hand on the table in front of them, "How do you know I was the leader?" Charlie exclaimed as she interrupted, "I held in command for seven straight months! I know that doesn't sound like a long time, but for the piece of shit world nowadays, that's a long fucking time! And you want proof?" Charlie stood up and rolled up the back of her shirt, revealing the tattoo of a butterfly on her back, "That's the symbol for a leader!" She rolled down her shirt and sat back on the couch, "I know that you know it's a leader symbol, because this isn't the first time I've been captured! I bet if you showed me your back, I'd see a tattoo of the Red Undead!" Both Ennard and Marionette sat in shock, "So unless none of this convinces you, with all of my proof, lock me up for all I care! Because I know, that no matter how much you don't believe me, I was in charge of over two thousand people for seven straight months!"

Charlie finished her rant, both Ennard and Marionette locked in their places like statues. Charlie's face was bright red, but it was beginning to look slightly green. Ennard realized the situation and got his thoughts together,

"We'll continue this tomorrow, Ms. Leōn."

"Mrs." Charlie corrected, "I got married, I just don't know where my husband is."

Ennard nodded and stood up, followed by Marionette. Charlie began to sweat, she wasn't angry anymore, but she was still sweating. Ennard looked at Charlie's face, it began to get more and more green. He realized what was happening and tried to hurry up,

"You will be taken back to your cell, we'll deal with this later-"

Charlie stood up, her face fully green, "Yeah, yeah, thanks. I'll be right back!"

Charlie busted out the door, Marionette was about to follow her when Ennard held him back. Charlie looked at the signs as she ran, finally seeing one for a bathroom. She busted through the door and into one of the stalls. She immediately puked. She vomited into the toilet for a solid minute, afterwards it was just little chunks every few moments. Her throat was burning, but she pushed through it.

"What the fuck…?" She groaned, falling to the floor in defeat.

Her stomach felt awful, like she had eaten a spike-ball. Her throat still burned as if she was going to puke again, but there was nothing left in her stomach to get rid of. Then she heard the sound of the door opening, a familiar voice talking to her,

"Charlie? You in here?"

Charlie tried to stand herself up, but she was too weak to stand.

"I'm in the first stall… On the ground…" She said.

She watched as shoes clopped on the tiled floor, approaching her stall. When the door opened, she felt relieved to see Osaka standing there, concerned about her situation. Osaka gazed at the sight, then quickly reached out her hand, Charlie grabbing it, and pulling her up off the ground.

"What the hell happened?" Osaka asked.

Charlie sighed in pain, "I don't know… One moment I was in Ennard's office or whatever, then I felt like my insides were going to blow up. I ran into here and I immediately puked. God… I'm so weak…"

Osaka hugged her friend, comforting her was she was in pain. The door opened behind them once more, another familiar face showing up. Marionette looked at the catastrophe that had happened; Charlie looking as pale as a cloud, the puke she had barfed up filling the toilet, and Osaka comforting her as she looked like a Biter. Wait? A Biter!

"Osaka move!"

"Why-?"

Marionette shoved Osaka to the ground, Charlie falling down without any support for her to lean on. Marionette pulled out a tomahawk from his sheath, he held it in the air, ready to swing. Charlie barely rolled over as he swung down,

"Stop! I'm not one of them!"

"But you're going to be! YOU'RE TURNING!"

He swung the ax once more, gracing Charlie as it met the wall. She crawled backwards, pressing herself into a corner by accident. She tried to stand up, but her limbs were too weak. Marionette clenched the ax as he pulled it out of the wall. He held it above his head, and swung downwards. Charlie screamed in fear. Her eyes clenched shut. But she opened them to see a sight she didn't think she'd see. Osaka had tackled Marionette to the ground, knocking the ax away from his grasp. He was trying to get away from her but she locked him in place. She knelt on his back, his left arm pinned under his own weight, and his right arm being bent backwards, Osaka pulling it downwards as well over her knee. One final push downwards on his arm and his arm would be broken, but she didn't need to hurt him… Yet.

"She's not bitten, or one of them…" Osaka pushed his arm down slower, paining him more, "Never take matters into your own hands again, she's just feeling sick."

Osaka shoved Marionette away as she stepped off of him, walking over to Charlie to help her up once more. She took Osaka's hand and stood up with her help, smiling as she pulled her in for another hug.

"Thank you so much…"

Osaka pulled herself off of Charlie, "Any time…"

The two looked at Marionette, he lied on the tiled floor in agony, Osaka having done a large number on him, but nothing severe. Charlie managed to get her ground and stand on her own; she walked into the stall which she had puked in, she picked up the tomahawk off of the ground and examined it, bringing it out to show Osaka.

"How did you know I was in here? I thought you were in Military-District." Charlie asked, handing Osaka the ax.

"I'm not going to leave you alone with him just like that," Osaka chortled as Marionette grunted, "I heard you leaving the room, having yelled at Ennard, and followed the sound of your footsteps. Once I figured out your route, I knew where you were going."

Charlie smiled as she hugged her friend once more.

"What do we do about Marionette?" She asked.

Osaka puffed with a small laugh, "Let him get up himself, he's a big guy, he can handle himself."

Charlie giggled as the two left the room, leaving Marionette on the floor.

The next day, Effie woke up to an abrupt bump, knocking him into the air. Thankfully his seat-belt held him down. He looked around to see what had caused him to wake up; they had been driving for who-knows how long, but they weren't too worn out as they had taken break for a few hours yesterday. Freddy slept the most, as he was the driver, but it was still tiring to drive. Effie could tell they were in a town; it seemed abandoned, there were few Biters if any, and the roads they were driving on were old and crumbling on the edges.

"Where are we at?" Effie asked.

"Creedance. Not too far from the Red Undead." Freddy responded.

Effie nodded and turned his head around, trying to ignore the blood stains. He looked through the metal guard that sectioned off the trunk from the van. He looked at Disharmony, she seemed to have woken up as well. He unbuckled from his seat and shimmied his way to the next row.

"What the fuck are you doing?" Freddy asked, trying to keep his eyes on the road.

"Checking on Disharmony."

He tried his best to keep from looking at the mess, but he was forced to when he dropped onto the ground, quickly rolling under the seats as he did once before. He made his way to Disharmony, tapping on her shoulder when he got there.

"What do you want?" She asked, a tired yet annoyed tone in her voice.

"Just checking on you."

"I don't need to be checked on, I can handle myself." She snapped.

Effie sighed, "Can you help me with something then?"

"What is it?"

"Something bit or scratched or did something to my back, can you check for me? Please?"

Disharmony sighed, "Sure…"

Effie sat down beside Disharmony; he took off the jacket he had over top the shirt, then he pulled his arms out of the sleeves, rolled up his shirt, then took it off from his neck. Disharmony was expecting to see a bite from a bug or scratch from a branch or something, but what she saw instead baffled her. It was the pair of wings she remembered. He had a black tattoo of wings, covering his entire back.

"Is there something there?" He asked.

"Put your shirt back on, it's just a burn from the seat when you came to an abrupt stop."

Effie did as she said and put his shirt back on, his jacket afterwards. He turned around and faced Disharmony,

"Thanks, Disharmony."

"Audrey…"

Effie was confused at first, then it struck him. He looked at her, her pony head, her platinum hair. Now it made sense as to why he felt as though he recognized her. When his mom called about his dad, he was with Audrey on the bridge. They were friends for years, when the apocalypse came, they were separated.

"Audrey-?"

Effie was interrupted by the van coming to a hard stop. Him and Disharmony slammed against the cage-like divider, both of them screaming in agony as the metal smashed their skin.

"Freddy! You okay?"

He didn't get a response, which scared him. Effie shimmied his way forward, his body paining as he reached for the handle. Finally he opened it, getting out of the van, his body paining all over. Disharmony followed behind him, both of their bodies aching with pain. Effie turned around to see that the side of the van had collided with another vehicle.

"FREDDY!" Effie shouted.

He ran to the vehicle that had crashed into them, trying to get around it. He was going so quickly he didn't notice the symbol on the side of it. But Disharmony did.

"Effie! Stop! It's Insanity!"

Effie immediately stopped in his tracks. He slowly began to sneak, Disharmony catching on to his plan, and the both of them continued around the jeep. Disharmony noticed where they were at immediately; she saw the wall her and Charlie were at before, she noticed the surrounding buildings, and even the Red Undead symbol. Effie gazed at the sight, soldiers from Insanity were holding Freddy at gunpoint.

"Put your hands up!" A soldier shouted.

Freddy didn't do as they said, he kept his hands down, trying to keep them from shooting.

"I SAID PUT YOUR HANDS UP!"

Effie was about to run out and help Freddy, but Disharmony held him back. Effie didn't realize what was happening, he turned around quickly and accidentally slapped Disharmony across the face. When he realized who he had slapped, he immediately covered his mouth in regret.

"Audrey! I'm so sorry-!"

"It's fine, just…" Disharmony sighed, "Go help your friend, I'll be right behind you."

Effie nodded; he turned around and tackled one of the soldiers to the ground, but he underestimated their strength. Effie was flipped onto his back by the soldier, then he was pinned to the ground. Disharmony flew into the air; she swooped down like a bird and knocked down one of the soldiers, another charged at her, but she grabbed him by the neck, tightening her grip by the second.

"Hold your fire!" A male voice called from inside the vehicle.

The door opened, then came out a light and dark blue wolf. Disharmony recognized him, it was the wolf that had shot her and Thalia a few days ago. She immediately dropped the soldier to the ground, his neck scarred with scratches and marks.

"What the fuck do you want, Markus?" Disharmony shouted.

"Insanity needs you! We can take over Insanity and be the world's highest dangerous group! All we need is you! Just come with us!"

"What about Freddy and Effie?"

Markus scoffed, "Freddy's a wanted fugitive in Insanity! He's going to die. As for the little fox over there, he can live, I guess."

Effie struggled to get out, he wanted neither of them to be taken from him. He had just realized Disharmony was Audrey, and he had known Freddy for the entire apocalypse.

"You're not taking either of them!"

Markus frowned, "Well if you're in charge here, then I guess you get to choose! Which one? Freddy dies and you keep your draconequus, or we take the draconequus, and Freddy stays with you!"

The soldier let Effie stand up to make the decision. He held still for a moment, then he made up his mind.

(Read Chapter 14 at the bottom to understand the changes if you are confused)