Author's Note: So we're back in England. It's short, but that's okay. I already have the -Man part of the Halloween special finished. Now, I just need to get started on the Hetalia and Durarara parts. I haven't done much with the 2P personalities. There's so much that can be done with them. I haven't even gotten into Ju and Qi's storyline. I am going to have to get back on track and focus on the Halloween special. I don't know what I am going to do next week just yet. For now, enjoy this week's match.

Match Fifteen: Season of the Witch:

It didn't take long for Mam to hear how far Tandeki has gotten in their game. They learned of this through the eyes of Hecate and the other nightcomers. This will not do.

"Is something the matter?" Oliver asked. Allison turned around as she forced herself to calm.

"We are falling behind," she growled. Oliver raised his eyebrow.

"And that's a bad thing?" he asked.

"Yes!" Allison said. She bit down on her thumb.

"This will not do," the nightcomer said. Oliver sat down at the table with a curious look on his face.

"What exactly are you trying to do?" he asked. Allison turned her head.

"Excuse me?" she asked.

"What exactly do you want? Like, do you want to be the one to start the apocalypse? Do you want to make a new world? What's the end goal here?" Allison sat down in front of him.

"Well, I want a new world," she said. "There has to be a new god. I have my plans laid out."

"You want those tadpoles as this god, don't you?" he asked.

"The offspring, yes," Allison said.

"Hm…" Oliver said. The nightcomer raised her eyebrow.

"What?" she asked.

"Nothing," he said, shrugging. "I'm just wondering how you are going to pull this off."

"We'll take them."

"But how?"

Allison narrowed her eyes. "What are you getting at?" Oliver gently took her by the hands.

"Allow me to help you," he said. "There is something that you have to see."

"And what would that be?" she asked.

"Come with me," Oliver said. He got up and walked away from the table. Allison watched him walk out of the kitchen. She got up and followed behind.

"What the hell is this?" Allison asked looking at Oliver's phone. She saw a pale woman in a black dress flying above the city. Her wings were made of crimson feathers. Her blonde hair rivaled the sun.

"The competition," Oliver said. Allison looked up.

"Huh?" she asked. "You're joking."

"No, my dear," he said. Allison made a face at the screen.

"What the hell is that?" she asked.

"I believe they call her a siren," Oliver said. "Her name is Valya and she's Vozrozhdeniye's answer to the beloved tadpoles that you sought." Allison looked up at him with a face of disgust.

"What a hideous creature," she said.

"Right?" the Englishman asked. "How could they think of something so frightening?" Allison turned off the screen and handed him back the phone.

"So what do you plan to do?" Oliver asked.

"We have to seize the tadpoles and begin our own work," Allison said. "For that to happen, I will have to send my daughters back to Japan."

"Well, okay," he said. "I will happily help you." Oliver had that twisted charming smile on his face as he said this.

"Good," Allison said. "I need loyal men like you."

"Glad to hear that," he said.

They aren't the only ones who have seen.

Hecate saw the footage herself and didn't like what she saw. This will not do. She exited out of the video and made a call.

"Hello?" Kitano's voice asked on the other line.

"It's me," Hecate said.

"What do you want?" he asked.

"Did you see the video that I sent you?" the nightcomer asked. "Looks like you have some competition now."

"So it would seem," the therapist said.

"What do you plan to do about it?" she asked. "I'm just curious to know."

"What do you plan to do?" he asked. Hecate snickered to herself.

"I have a few ideas," she said. The nightcomer looked around for a moment.

"Can we meet up soon?" she whispered.

"That will depend."

Hecate raised her eyebrow. "Oh, what?"

"Are you going to be alone?"

"Of course I am."

"The only time I will be off is next week. I might run into you then."

"Excellent. I will see you then." She smiled and hung up her phone. That's one part of the problem down.

-Arthur-

I can't feel anything. I don't even feel like I am here. I don't feel like I am me. He's standing in front of me.

"This is just sad."

He grabbed me by the hair.

"You let them break you like that." I can't see him, but I know he's there. He probably looks so disappointed in me. He clicked his tongue.

"I could take over your life right now." His voice sounded so smooth. I could picture him smirking at me.

"Just looking at your face fills me with disgust."

It's not my fault. It's not my fault.

"Heh."

He let go of my hair. I don't want to be here anymore. But I don't want to get out. Even Flying Mint Bunny wants to come near me. None of my friends want to come near me. They've been chased off by them.

Wait…

There's somebody here. Who… Who are you? What do you want from me? Something settled in my chest. A hand rested on my right shoulder. A chill ran down my spine.

What? You want to help me? You want to save me? But why? My heart rate slowed down to a crawl.

Okay then. I will trust you. I disappeared from my prison.

The next day, everything fell into place. Hecate, Sabine, and Tessa were heading to Japan. Oliver, Allison, and the rest of the nightcomers would be working from England. On the surface, everyone seemed to be working together. However, people always have their own agenda. Hecate smirked to herself in her seat on the plane. She had her own plans to survive the game.

It would only be a matter of time…