[[Author's Note: Lighthearted-ish chapter! Heheheh. I love these.]]
If I lose, I die.
I must win.
Anita regretted ever having pointing out that window; for, by now, the blonde girl in the whitish brown dress had moved her so considerably that she had no choice, she had no willpower to fight against it.
She once remembered that, alongside two women who she barely remembered, Anita had saved Donovan; her caretaker, her mentor, her father, all before he went insane due to his bad blood.
Anita was indeed cursed by fate; like how Cassandra was fated with prophecy, but the lack of anyone's trust. She hated having access to such power, it made her so responsible in the framework of the world [not to mention shunned].
Going against all selfish judgments, and the dark wishes of Raptor and Cecil, Anita crept next to the grey-skinned behemoth. She knew she must do this; she would not let fate torture the poor Emily like it had to Anita herself.
Anita did not believe in 'misery hurts less when it is shared'.
Anita held Victor's cold, huge hand in hers; she could sense what would be used to bring him back [much simpler than one would think], and she let a heavy current of psychic electricity run from her body into Victor's.
Victor's hand slowly became warm, and, to the shock of everyone, he slowly woke up, looking around.
"E….Emily…"
The brother and sister embraced each other, finally reconciled.
"Victor…"
Emily pointed to the four 'newcomers'.
"These people helped me. She brought you back to life," she said, pointing to Anita.
"So, you are… my mother?", Victor said, still somewhat confused.
"No," Anita replied simply. The last thing she needed was this man following her around like a duckling.
"I knew it! See, Emily? We were made naturally, like other children."
Anita stiffened; she did not want to crush their hopes, so, sighing, she nodded.
"Yes, I am your mother."
Victor and Emily were heavily reassured by this, and then Anita looked to them.
"Do you… know a man named Bishamon? Cursed armor?"
"Yes," Victor said. "He lives in Japan; Akabira, Sorachi subprefecture, Hokkaido. He lives there with his wife Orin to live in solitude. He suggested for me to use my life to restore Emily, and I am positive he lives there still."
Emily took out a photo from an album titled 'FRIENDS', with the 'R' backwards on accident.
"That's our man," Lei-Lei said triumphantly. "He will definitely know where we should go…"
"What's the rush?" Cecil said. "Why not tour around with us some more?"
"Yes," Lei-Lei said. "I will. If we see him, I'll really quickly ask him who did it, and then I'll leave with you guys."
Anita felt comforted, as did the other two, but Raptor treated her to ice cream anyways.
'I promised', he had said.
Anita didn't mind being selfish just this once.
For one, it was a kind gesture.
On the other hand, it was really good ice cream.
[[Endnote: Anita's 'dream sundae' would be shown in an illustration as a mint-chocolate-chip sundae. Sadly, you cannnot see that right now, as I plan to do chapter-illustrations after it's finished.]]