Skidding to a halt, Sonatro found that Neo was safe. He cursed himself for being fooled so easily. Looking to Velvet, the Fanus girl was shaken badly. Her entire body trembled, possibly for the pain she just endured, and possibly because she could be going into shock. Her aura would've had to been depleted to do any significant damage, so Coco must've been out for blood.

Ducking into their tent, Neo grabbed a vial of fire Dust and came back out. Tossing it to Sonatro, he placed it in his sword and began removing the scraps of cloth around Velvet's still bleeding arm, and began cauterizing the wounds once more. Screams of pain were muffled by Neo, who placed her hand over Velvet's mouth. They didn't want to cause any major disturbance in the camp.

The smell of burning flesh dissipated as Velvet stopped screaming. Sonatro asked quietly, "So can you tell us what exactly happened, Velvet?" She nodded weakly.

"I woke up to getting a gag shoved into my mouth, and I looked up to see Coco. She tied my arms behind me and started dragging me to the cabin you found me in. She strapped me down to a chair, and started scratching at me with her nails. They were freakishly long, and hurt so badly. She threw me into the corner and ran out through the back door of the cabin."

Sonatro tilted his head. Something wasn't right. "Was she clothed in her normal outfit?" Velvet nodded. A voice called out.

"Sonatro, what're you doing near Velvet? Did something happen?" Coco was wandering towards them, rubbing her eyes, yawning. "I heard a bit of noise outside and-" A look of horror spread across the girl's face as she ran over and knelt by Velvet's side. "Who did this to you?!"

"What do you mean," Velvet answered with a cough. "You did this."

"What? That's impossible! I was sleeping the whole night!" Upon further inspection, Coco was wearing a tee shirt, and had a pair of jeans on. Velvet said she was wearing the full battle gear. Something didn't add up quite right.

"You're correct." Another voice, exactly like Coco's, rang from a nearby tree. A woman who looked exactly like Coco jumped from a branch. Landing on her feet, she smiled. "I was the one who did that to Velvet." The lookalike began transforming before everyone's eyes, growing a few inches, hair turning to a bright white. In her place was a woman with piercing red eyes, wearing dark blue jeans, orange shoes, green gloves and a purple shirt. Her long hair was kept in place with a large yellow hairpin.

"My name is Prisma. Prisma Galeix."

Sonatro felt something burn is his heart. She was lying. He had no siblings. He drew his sword, pointing it to her. "Do not disgrace my family name! My father never had any other kids besides me!" Sonatro charged forward, slashing furiously.

Neo moved to protect Prisma, standing directly in front of Sonatro and catching the sword mid swing, wrenching it from his hands and tossing it away. She signed to him, "Stop. She has no intent to harm us." She led Sonatro away to speak in private.

Coco decided to speak her mind. "I'm sorry, miss Prisma, but what the fuck is with that outfit? It clashes so badly!"

Prisma's face grew red with anger. "Are you serious!? I was named after a prism! I figured I'd go rainbow colored! What's wrong with that?!"

"It looks terrible, that's the problem!" Velvet decided to stop this argument.

"Okay, that's enough you two. Prisma, what was your reason for hurting me so badly?"

A fire grew is Prisma's eyes as she responded. "For one, I wanted to get Sonatro's attention. Two, you're the daughter of the wench my father abandoned our mother for!"

"What?! My father would never do that! Nor would he dare to give birth to a Branded!" She spat the last word, angered.

Taking the hair pin out, Prisma's long white hair flowed down to her hips. The pin transformed into a small case, which then changed into a large glaive, which she spun around her hand. "I really don't think you want to fight me, dear. I'm more powerful than you could possibly imagine."

Velvet gritted her teeth, and reached for the box on her waist. Coco placed an arm in front of her. "Don't. You've barely got anything in there. Enough to fight for five minutes at most." Nodding, Velvet walked away.

"I'm not done with you."

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"She can't be my sister! My father was killed after my birth." Sonatro was discussing with Neo the possible origins of Prisma.

"Maybe she was born before you. She look a bit older than you," Neo signed back. "There has to be a chance. We can't rule out anything. Besides, she has an extension of your semblance. Ask her a few questions, see if she's a branded as well. Then we can figure it all out."

Sonatro nodded. "Alright. Then let's go do that."

A/N Note: I am so so so sorry it's been so long between chapters. Summer's winding down, so school starts soon. Been getting ready for all that crap. So hope you guys enjoy!