After Stella had known that Blitzo killed Striker, therefore foiling Stellas plans against her husband, she realises she has no choice but to finish the job herself, so she pulls out a blessed-tipped handgun she keeps unless all goes wrong, which it did. They were both sleeping in the same bed, Stolas on his side as usual, facing the door and away from his nagging wife. Stella starts to aim the blessed gun, but before she could shoot, Stolas' hand grabbed her arm, tossed Stella over him, and off of the bed.
Stella quickly got up, Stolas lunged out of the bed at her, grabbed both of her arms, and pushed her out of her room. After they were out, Stolas squeezed Stellas arm to the point where the blood stopped rushing through, weakening her grip on the gun, and Catapulted it towards Octavias room. Realising what he had done, Stolas recoiled, realising he had made a potentially grave mistake, he hoped that the gun had not awakened her, but his greatest fear came true. Octavia walks out of the room and casually picks up the giun, seemingly knowing what's going on, and is frankly tired of it. "Via, put down the gun, please!" begged Stolas. "Who would you rather die? Your mother? or this cheating bastard! Make your choice." Said Stella. Stolas looked at her clearly upset at what he heard and was confused as to why she would put such pressure on their daughter.
Octavia stared blankly and aimed the gun to her head. Both of them looked shocked, while Octavia was at ease, seemingly ready for the sweet release of death. "Octavia! Please god no! If anything, kill me! Not yourself!" said Stolas, close to sobbing. Stella was too shocked to say anything. "You just gave me an idea!" said Octavia, displaying a soft smile. "What?" asked Stella. Octavia lowered the gun from her head, and shot both her parents, she didn't hit any vital organs on any of them, for she wanted them to know and not interfere. "Octavia, Why?" Said Stolas, his voice weakened as was his body. Stolas continued, "now that i think of it, you may be planning on killing both of us, if i'm honest, i would not blame you." said Stolas. "WHat!" yelled Stella, confused and angry.
"That's not exactly my plan." said Octavia. "Then what is it?!" asked Stolas, "you've shot both of your parents, i assume you plan on killing us too. What will you do after that?" "I'm tired of this life of uniform, and I assume you, mother, and the rest of this wretched family, want the sweet release of death. Therefore, I will end the family bloodline" said Octavia. Stolas blankly stared in shock. "Octavia, though I do not blame you, there are dire consequences for ending the goetias." said Stolas, dragging his body across the floor and resting himself against the wall. Stella became weak and passed out. "Well" said Octavia, "I think we can be replaced" and shot her mother in the head. As she aimed at her father, his last words were; "Octavia, please. Don't do this" she fired her gun, her gaze reeking of insanity and each breath drove her further down the rabbit hole. "Once I end this family, I end myself" she thought, and began her hunt. "I'm sorry father." she said, as she walked out of the palace.