Manny didn't return for a long time, he spent day and night searching for Zoe. He wasn't sure if she was still alive or not but if there was a chance she was then he had to find her and make sure that she was okay. Poor Frida didn't leave her room for days. She would just stay in there weeping and sobbing, refusing to talk to anyone. T.J and Andrea tried to comfort her but she refused to see them. She didn't want comfort, she didn't want food, she didn't want to see the light of day. Her heart was broken, shattered, destroyed by the man she loved. So all she wanted was to be alone in the dark.

"How is she?" T.J asked Andrea when she came back from bringing Frida lunch.

"Not good. She didn't even get out of bed this time. She won't talk to me or anyone else, she only wants to be alone. I've never seen her like this T.J, she's so sad."

"She's suffering from a broken heart that in itself is probably the worst pain anyone could ever feel."

"I still can't believe Manny had the audacity to say those awful words."

"I'm sure he didn't mean them."

"That doesn't mean they still doesn't hurt."

"No but he's been blinded by grief and when people are grief stricken especially by the death of someone close to them it can lead them to do terrible things. The grief I felt over my father's death has caused my fair share of mistakes."

"I can understand that still I didn't know Zoe meant that much to him. I thought he didn't love her."

"There are different kinds of love Andrea. Manny did love Zoe but not the way his father loved his mother. He loved her as true friend, a confidant, someone he could connect with, someone who could understand the struggles in his life. In other words like a sister so I can imagine how much pain he's in but Frida is probably hurting worse than he is."

"We should talk to them."

"That will have to wait." Father Anthony said. "Sorry to keep you all from healing your friends but we've got bigger problems. A corrupt priest has been leading a group of foolish men on a witch hunt."

"A witch hunt?" T.J said.

"Yes so far they've captured and/or killed at least fifty innocent people and Miracle City is their next target. We're going down there to stop them and free their prisoners. Inform Manny and Frida and come join the others."

"Yes sir." They said.

T.J went to search for Manny while Andrea went to get Frida. She went into her bedroom and found a lump lying under the covers of her bed.

"Frida? Are you awake?" She said softly. The lump didn't didn't respond. "Come on Frida, I know you don't want to be bothered right now but you gotta snap out of it. We've got a job to do."

The lump still didn't respond.

"Frida?"

She pulled the blankets on her bed back expecting to find Frida lying in a sad sleep only to find a pillow with a note attached in her place. Andrea picked up the note and read it.

Dear everyone

I've decided to take a break from all this and go back home.

It's not goodbye for good but right now I'm so confused and need time to think.

I'll be back when I can I promise.

Tell Manny that I'm so sorry and that despite his words I still love him.

Sincerely

Frida.

It was last night when Frida left, she wasn't giving up on fighting demons and other supernatural creatures she just felt that she needed to take a break from everything. Take some time off to figure out her thoughts and sort out her feelings for Manny. She had told her father that she was on semester break but she told her mother the truth.

"Oh hija I know what it feels like to get your heart broken." Carmela comforted as she hugged her daughter. "But time will heal it."

"He said that I should've been the one to die in that explosion. Not Zoe." She sobbed. "And I know he's right but it still hurts."

"No Frida, no. Don't ever think for a single moment that you should be dead. You tried everything you could to help that poor girl but sometimes some people just can't be helped."

"Still I just...I just..."

"I know. I know."

She cradled her daughter like she was a small child and let her cry. She remembered being young and getting her heart broken one too many times and spending many nights in the arms of her own mother crying and wondering why this had happened to her. Now she was the mother who had to be the support and comfort of her heartbroken daughter.

Knock-knock!

"Hello?" They heard Emiliano say in the other room. "Can I help you hentlemen? Hey what are you doing?! What the- Stop! Let go of me!"

"Emiliano? Is everything alright?" Carmela asked.

They heard glass smashing and furniture braking.

"Frida wait here." Carmela told her daughter cautiously. She then went into the other room. "Oh my! Who are you people? Oh! Emiliano!"

"Carmela! You bastards! Get your damn hands off my wife!"

Frida listened to her parents shout and struggle. Feeling concerned she disobeyed her mother and went into the other room where she was ambushed by two strong men. She struggled but they had a tight grip on her, she then saw that there were more men in their house and that they were restraining her parents.

"What's going on here?! I demand you release us this instant or I'll have you all arrested!" Emiliano ordered.

One older man dressed in priest robes stepped forth. Frida didn't like the look that man had in his eyes. It was unstable, distirbed, and frightening.

"Forgive me for the rude arrival Officer Suarez." He said "But I had to act fast."

"Who the hell are you?!"

"I am Reverend Butcherson and me and my men have come here to do God's work. We seek to destroy the monster that lives in your house."

"What monster?"

"That one." He said pointing toward Frida. "The one you call your daughter."

"Me?" Frida said confused.

"What on earth are you talking about? Our daughter's not a monster." Carmela said.

"Do not be deceived by your feelings for her. She is a threat. I saw a vision where I was told that a woman with blue hair who bore crucifix marks on her wrists would destroy us. That she would cause droughts, famine, and plagues. She is a monster who must destroyed."

"This is madness! She doesn't even have crucifix marks!" Emiliano objected.

At those words Reverend Butcherson yanked off Frida's gloves exposing the crucifix marks on her wrists which at the moment were bleeding. Emiliano was shocked by this as was Carmela. Though she knew that it might have something to do with her family but those markings had never appeared on anyone in her family that she had known.

"What the...What is that?" Emiliano asked.

"It is a sign! A sign that this woman is the one we seek!" Reverend Butcherson said.

"You're insane! I'm not a monster!" Frida argued.

"You cannot fool me witch! At first glance you may appear innocent but there is a demon underneath those sweet blue eyes! The markings say it all!"

Reverend Butcherson grabbed her wrist and held it up to show everyone. But the blood that bled from her wrist burned his skin.

"Ah!" He hissed in pain. The crowd gasped when they saw that she had burned him. "Look! This is proof of her evil! Her blood burns me! Me! A priest! A man of God! That can only mean that she is a demon! We must destroy her now!"

"No!" Emiliano shouted.

"You can't!" Carmela screamed.

But their cries and pleas were ignored and they were restrained and forced to watch as the men threw their daughter to the ground and began to beat her and throw stones at her.

"Stop! Please! Stop!" She begged. "No! Stop! Help me! Somebody help me! Please! Somebody! Help me!"

...

In the forest Manny was looking everywhere for Zoe. He tried to sniff out her scent but it was a futile effort. No matter how hard he inhaled he just couldn't identify her scent. Could she really be dead? No she couldn't be, she just couldn't be dead. If she was then that would make her the second person he cared about who he had lost. Why? Why is it that every time he got close to someone something terrible had to happen to them? First his mother was taken from him and now Zoe was dead. True he couldn't love her like she wanted him to but she did mean a lot to him. He felt guilty that he couldn't love her like she had always wanted but he only kept himself from developing those feelings to protect her. To keep her from being killed by him if he ever went on a seething rampage but not even that could keep her safe.

"Damn it! Why!" He shouted enraged. He fell to his knees and felt the urge to cry form in him, he fought to keep himself from shedding tears

"Why are you crying?"

"Huh?" Manny was confused. He thought he heard a voice but he didn't see anyone around.

"Why are you crying?"

"Is somebody there?" He continued to search for a person but saw none however he did notice that there was something very familiar about his surroundings. It was a part of the wpods he dI'd nit recognize and yet he had the strangest feeling that he had been her before. "Wait a minute...I know this place. I think."

Something was teasing him in the back of his mind. It was a memory. A memory of a little girl and a little boy.

"Why are you crying?" The girl asked.

"I'm not crying!" The boy denied.

"Yes you are."

"Am not!"

"Are to!"

"Am not!"

He realized that the boy was him but who was that girl. Was it Zoe? No he didn't meet her at that age. But if it wasn't Zoe then who was it?

"What's your name?"

"Fri-"

"Ahh!" He felt a sharp pain in his head. Why did it hurt to remember that? What was that memory anyway?

"You're making a big mistake." A voice in his head said. He remembered it as the voice of White Pantera.

"You again. What do you want?"

"I'm trying to stop you from doing something I know you'll regret. You must make up with your friend."

"Who? Frida? Why should I?"

"Because she cares about you and you care about her and she's not the one you're really mad at."

"What are you talking about?"

"Manny you know very well that what happened to Zoe wasn't her fault not is she the person you're really blaming. The truth is you blame yourself, you're really angry at yourself but you're taking your rage out on her."

"No I'm not!"

"Yes you are and you know it! You feel guilty, you think that if you had been there Zoe might still be here. Now weather that's true or not is unknown but just because you're angry and guilty with yourself doesn't mean you can take it out on your friend."

"Shut up! You don't know how I feel! You don't know anything!"

"I know plenty and I also know that if you don't make up with her you're going to regret it because you two need each other. She needs you and you need her and no amount of proud denial can change that."

"Go away! Leave me alone! I don't need your advice!"

"Very well but don't say I didn't warn you when you end up losing her."

"I said SHUT UP!"

He snarled, he wanted to punch the source of the voice unfortunately that person was not where he was. Just who in the hell did that guy think he was? Talking to him like he knew him. Lecturing him as if he was his father or something. The nerve of some people. But as he thought about it he began to realize that he might be right. Was he really mad at Frida? Or was he really, really just mad at himself and taking it out on her?

Suddenly he felt something inside of his heart. It was fear, intense fear, terror, fright. But it wasn't his own. It was someone else's, someone who he knew very well. Then he heard a scream. He knew that scream. It was Frida, she was screaming. It was her scream he heard and it was her fear he was feeling. She was scared, really scared and someone was hurting her. He could feel it. His anger for her earlier was quickly forgotten and he found himself charging at full speed in his spirit form while at the same time hoping and praying that she was alright. That he would get to her in time. That he wouldn't lose her too.

Poor Frida was on the ground, her body hurting all over. She looked up at the hateful glares of the men. Her parents had been dragged away and we're contained so they couldn't interfere with their plans. Using her strength she got on her knees and looked up at the men, her eyes begging them not to hurt her anymore. Some were moved by her gaze but the preist's influence on them was too strong.

"Now men size that devil! Do it now! Let God's vengeance fall upon her!" Reverend Butcherson ordered.

She closed her eyes and prepared herself from the killing blow. Suddenly familiar roar was heard but she was still too afraid to look so she kept her eyes closed. She could hear the sound of growling and snarling and men screaming. Then everything went quiet and she felt an arm gently grab her and pulled to what she felt was a firm chest. When she finally opened her eyes she saw the two men who tried to kill her lying on the ground injured while everyone else was staring in shock and horror.

"You should all be ashamed!" An angry but familiar voice said beside her. "Vile, disgusting people like you don't deserve to breathe the same air as this angel!"

She turned to her side to see Manny in his spirit form holding her protectively while glaring at the priest and his followers with pure hatred.

"You came for me." She whispered surprised.

"You...What are you?" One man asked fearfully.

"He's a monster! Just like the girl!" Reverend Butcherson said. "We must kill them both or destruction will-"

"You're the monster here!" Manny growled. "And you call yourself a priest! How dare you decieve these people into doing such awful things! You snake! You would kill an innocent girl! You would see her murdered behind your lies! You people are following a lying fraud!"

"Don't believe him! He is a monster! And so is she! Her blood burned me!" The priest declared. "Meaning she must be a demon!"

"Liar! She's the very opposite! She's an angel born in a human body! Her blood is basically holy water so if it burned you then that must mean you're the demon here! Why would a demon bear crosses?! Use your brains people! Think! That's my advice to you people and here's a warning for you! If you ever! EVER! Touch this woman again I'll show you all what a real monster looks like!"

He scooped up Frida into his arms and ran off, not stopping until they were at a far distance from them.

"Are you alright?" He asked her.

"I have a few bruises but I'm fine." She said.

"Your wrists are bleeding."

"I know I think they do that when I'm really scared but they'll stop once I calm down."

"Why were those men after you?"

"The priest said he saw a vision that told him I would bring chaos and destruction."

"Then he's either lying or insane because I know that's not true."

"Is that right? Because according to you I killed Zoe."

"Frida I'm really sorry about what I said. I didn't mean it."

"You don't have to apologise I know it's my fault."

"No it's not."

"You said-"

"I know what I said! And I didn't mean it!"

"Why should I believe you?"

"Because tonight I was scared."

"Scared? Scared of what?"

"Scared of losing you! I thought I was mad at you! I thought I hated you! I thought I didn't want you in my life any more but after feeling how scared you were! After seeing those men almost kill you! I realized that... That I couldn't bear it if I ever lost you!"

She was at a loss for words then turned away from him. The two avoided eye contact and sat in silence for a very long time. Finally Frida broke the silence when she remembered something.

"Oh my God!" She gasped.

"What?"

"My parents! They have my parents!"

"Did they kill them?"

"No they took them away somewhere."

"Alright don't panic, we'll get them back I promise."