Meanwhile, the Shining Time Station had been covered been decorative flowers. Mourners, strangers, engines, and family alike crowded a flatbed carrying the casket of Burnett Stone, who had died just a week prior.

Mr. Stone had changed his reclusive ways and gotten a job on Shining Time Station as a part time engine driver for ten years. He grew to be well liked by all who came across him, and he even got to spend more time with his beloved granddaughter, Lily, whenever the young girl was able to visit.

Unfortunately, Mr. Stone was at Callan Station when Diesel 10 took another opportunity for revenge. As the poor man was about to check his train for a burst safety valve, the large diesel, doing the same as he had done to Stone's beloved engine Lady, rammed into the back of the train, completely wrecking the passenger coaches and injuring many, and even killing some civilians. The worst part of it all was Mr. Stone was one of those who couldn't make it out alive.

Lily had come back to bid her late grandfather goodbye, and as now driving Lady closer to the flatbed where his body lay. The magenta engine stayed mournfully quiet throughout the ceremony, but Lily could still see and feel the hurt in the poor engine's eyes. Strike that- it was pain. A deep, dark, wounding, numbing, sensation was what she felt in Lady's frames. Sure, she was Burnett's granddaughter; she knew just as well as Lady knew him- but Burnett loved Lady much more than, well, he loved himself. And now here he was, the victim of an essential...murder. As everyone departed from the ceremony, Lily stayed with the engine, per her request. Lily thought as much; the engine need all the space that she could get.

"Lily," The pink engine inquired softly, "Come on out, please. I want to mourn the cruel death of this good man." Lily, albeit confused, got down from her engine and walked in front of her, to see her face clearly.

"Look at the poor cold body—the measly remains of on of the only beings who cared for me." Lady continued, her voice breaking. "His blood has drained right out of him. I hope I can talk to your ghost, Burnett, without seeming strange; I want you to hear my sorrow. You, murdered by the same diesel who crashed me. My tears now fall into the holes where your life leaked out. I curse the diesel who made these holes."

Here, Lily felt pained, even more so than she was before. This was Lady, a soft-spoken, kind, magical engine, practically a saint. And she was cursing someone...? She couldn't believe it. She stared in disbelief at her inherited engine as Lady continued.

"I curse the Diesel who had the malice in his frames to hurt you. And I curse this diesel who made you spill your blood. I want him who made me suffer by killing you to face a more terrible end than I could wish on spiders, toads, and all the poisonous, venomous things things alive. If he ever has a a repaint, let it rust away, and let this diesel look like a monster—so ugly and unnatural that the sight of him frightens everyone who comes across him."

Lily felt the hot tears pour down her face at hearing the engines words. Lady was indeed pained. No, that wasn't the word for it.

Numb?

Angry?

There it was. Vengeful. Something completely and utterly unlike the Lady she and Burnett once knew.

Lady stared at the coffin wistfully, staring right through it, before she spoke up again.

"Take him away, bury him." She said, with obvious hurt in her tone, yet with little emotion shown. "Bury him, quick, before he can be hurt once more. I'd hate for anything more to happen to this holy man." She told Donald and Douglas, who had hauled the body to the ceremony. The Scottish engines stayed respectfully silent, and together they hauled the flatbed away to be buried.

At last, Lady couldn't take anymore. The pink engine broke down in tears slowly, quiet sobs wracking her small frame. Lily wanted to do something, but what? Other than fulfill her odd and rare need for revenge? She instead embraced the magical engine's footplate and stayed with her as long as she could. It was the least she could do.

"Sweet engine, for Lord Callan's sake, don't be so angry." crooned a new and familiar voice.

Lily and Lady jumped to find Diesel 10 slithering up behind the station sign.

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A new update! yay! My apologizes for it being so sad. Something I never really intended but once I started I had to keep going...I'll lighten things up soon, I promise!