Sobbing could be heard from the hallways. The teen leaned against the wall and watched their friend as he buried his face in his hands. What could they even say?

"It's not your fault", said Marina.

̆'§ 墆µåll¥ mïñê. Ì'm §ð §ðrr¥.

"I'm so sorry- I didn't..." The ebony haired teen's voice trailed off. "It's... okay Pietro," Marina said in a attempt to comfort him. "Don't be too hard on yourself," added the auburn haired woman glancing towards the other, occupant, Ezra, who was currently leaning against the wall and nodding in agreement. "...," he sank further into his chair with his head down.

Ezra stopped leaning against wall and gestured towards an empty water bottle before tilting their head. The teen jumped out of his chair suddenly, "Absolutely not-"

Marina cut in,"Don't worry. I-I'll go with them. Just... stay here in case your b-brother or dad wake up,".

"Just let them Pietro," she said.

Marina ñð† Mårïñå cleared their throat and quickly continued,"Pietro," his red eyes were tearing up again," we're at the hospital. The twins are asleep. Your brother and father are going to need you to be here when they wake up tonight. By the time your other dad gets here, we'll be back. The three of us will be fine,".

"But Marina, Ima-" "Ezra put their hand on his shoulder as the other two stared at him as if to tell him to let it go. He briefly glanced to Ezra before looking down.

Pietro relented and sat back down, still clearly worried, with his arms crossed,"Okay, please hurry. Don't disappear. Please,". Ezra nodded to the other woman,who nodded back, and left the room with the two while giving a last glance towards the two that were currently resting on the hospital beds.

"For Pietro's and Ms. Melody's sanity, I hope they wake up soon," muttered Marina, closing the door behind them. She nodded in agreement. Ezra looked away and nodded.

Ezra sighed as they began to walk down the brightly illuminated hallway passing a couple of nurses. A little girl had approached and askedwhere her mom was. Marina walked past her and Ezra ignored her.

Aftertaking a right or two and staying alert, the three found the machine and began selecting the beverages to purchase.

"Think they'll even remember?" Marinał₥₳₦ł questioned.

"Hope not," quietly answered Ezra as they entered the code. They gestured towards a can with an orange label.

"Yes, please,".

She started," Imani" Çåñ'† hêår ¥ðµ

be careful. They might catch on,".Ì kñðw. Ì kñêw åll ålðñg.

ɎØɄ ₮Ⱨł₦₭ ł JɄ₴₮ ₦Ø₮ł₵ɆĐ?

Ezra looked at their companion. She ₮ⱧɆɎ looked back, a strained smile almost covered by the locks of hair. "Do you think this could've been avoided?" Marina questioned. "I'll wait for you, no matter how long it takes,". Ezra paused before shaking their head.

"I... I just wish I got there faster, Marina's voiced cracked,"I- if I did, she would've..," She stopped herself to catch a breath. "It's not your fault, it's his", she seethed. þlêå§ê §†ðþ.

Ezra gently patted their back. ɎØɄ'ⱤɆ JɄ₴₮ ₵Ø₦₮ł₦Ʉł₦₲ ₮ⱧɆ ₵Ɏ₵ⱠɆ.

They stayed silent as they collected the drinks and stood up and handed a few to Marina. "...," Ezra gently grabbed ₦Ø₮ Marina by the hand before guiding them back to the hospital room.

Hðw lðñg Ðð ¥ðµ þlåñ †ð kêêþ †hï§ µþ? WðµlÐ ¥ðµ hêår mê ðµ† ï£ Ì †êll ¥ðµ? Ör wðµlÐ ¥ðµ þïñ †hï§ ðñ mê? Wh¥ Ðð ¥ðµ wåñ† rêvêñgê ðñ hïm? ̧ ï† §ðmê†hïñg åß𵆠¥ðµr mðm? ł'ⱠⱠ†r¥ †ð µñÐêr§†åñÐ.

"Are the twins fathers also coming?" questioned Marina. Ezra shook their head in response,"I believe they'll be arriving tomorrow,". Marina nodded. "They won't catch on,".

ł ₲ɄɆ₴₴ ł ₵₳₦'₮ ฿Ⱡ₳₥Ɇ ɎØɄ. ĐØ₦'₮ ĐⱤ₳₲₲ ł₦₦Ø₵Ɇ₦₮ ₱ɆØ₱ⱠɆ ł₦₮Ø ₮Ⱨł₴.

As they approached the door they were met with said door slamming open, almost hitting Ezra's face in the process, and were greeted with none other than the now glowing eyes belonging to Pietro.

In a mix of sadness and relief, he muttered,"He woke up, he woke up, he woke up,"over and over again.

Ezra nearly shoved their tall friend and rushed in with Imani and Marina right behind. They were greeted with the sight of their blonde friend sitting up in a daze. Ezra laid him back down.

"Are you okay Pairo?". ₱ⱠɆ₳₴Ɇ ₴ⱧɄ₮ Ʉ₱.

"..." Ezra touched his faced gently.

"You shouldn't be sitting up so soon,"scolded Imani as they glanced towards his father.

Ì wï§h †hê þ姆 wðµlÐ §†å¥ wï†h †hê þ姆.

Blink.

Ṱ̵͚̦̈́̿͆́͛̀̇̃h̵̢̯̱̤͈̩̙̙̋̾̒̀̎̃̕͝͠i̴̳͓̯͎͙͂̉̂̀̑̆̕ͅs̷͉͗̾̄ ̴͙̲͕͆i̷̟̯̊͒͗̀̚s̴̨̮̫͚̗̜͇̣̈́͌̄̽̾̍͌͜ ̵̧͓̪̙̝̜̱̓͜y̷̧͎̜̘̘̻̤͂̍̇̔̋͒͜͝͠ͅǫ̷̲̖̠̞̙̩͕̓̓̈́ū̴̹̬̰̞͖̫̭̼͂̇̑͑̾̈̏͌͂r̴̫̖̹̼͇̜̣͖̹̚ ̴̢̨͔͕̱̞̘̫͘f̵̯̥̺̘̹̙͌̉̊͗̆͊͜͠͝ą̶̡̜̘͓̮̘̥̱͜͠ṵ̸̧͈̪̙̝̠̦͖̃̿͒̉̿̌̋͒̽͝l̶̠͖̥̪̈́̈́̈͝t̶̡̮̉̍̆.̷̧̼̜̠͌͐̿̋̀̿̀͜͝ ̵͇̯͖̥͚̎̄͋͜Y̶͖̪̫͋̑͑̀̔̊͝͝͠o̵̫̰͍̒́̾̋͘͝u̵̜̤̟̩̜̝͋̉͗̑͘r̶͕͔̱̒͌͒̕ ̷̨̺̮̖̱̘͉͗̓́̿̂͘f̷̘̫̳͈͖̫͇̣̽̿͆̅̎̅̇a̵̱̩̎̏̄̈́͝û̵͍̪͕͔ļ̴̦̫̟͕̟̤̙́̏̂̄͜t̴͔͖͈̯̲̟̦̳̫͊̅̄̅̀͗͗͑͠ͅ.̵̧͉̠͉͉̀͑̅͑̚ ̸̫͔̘͔̭̩̻̮̦̐̔̆̌̆̎̃̐Y̸̼̍̀͜͜o̵͍̱͕̅̄͆́̆͝͝ū̸̩̂̏̀̉̈́r̸̨̢̛̘̦̳̎̀̓̃͝ ̷͓̆͑́̒̆̒̈f̷̳̠̮̫̫́̃͆͆͘̚ͅa̴͍͉̞̝͎̤̬̫̒̌̊͒̏̀̏̓̀̕ų̴̰͔̻̥͍͒͊́̆͝ͅĺ̸̛͕̰̲̳͕̻̝̩͒̒̿̏̕͠t̷͉̽̉́͛̓.̶̡̡̧̣̰̣̥̺̃̉͑ ̸̜̭͖̙̏̈́͆̔Y̸̲͒̄̔̌͂͊̒̐̍ơ̷̰̳͖̯͉̳̮̏̒ȗ̷̡̨̱̫̠̞̣̥̓͜͝ȓ̶̰̲̥̞̱̓ ̷͍̐̋̑̓̂͗̓͜͠f̷̨̢̻̱͙̖͙͊̎̑̕̕͘ͅa̴̢̞͒͑̍̈́̊̓ų̸̪̦͇͆l̶͉̊̾̄͌̊̈́̃̚ṱ̵̡͚̍̎͐͊͐͠͝.̸̣̭̱͈̲̜̗͕̀̀ ̵̦̭̰͚͍̜̬̣̯̎̅̊̉̋̍̋̏͝͠Y̷̠͙̅̀o̷̡͈͔̖͕̓ȕ̴̧̧̼̯̰̘̏̓̽͛̌̐̓̋͒ͅr̵̘͈̪̙̰̝̞̍̉̀̕̕ ̸̡͎̳͉̱̞͎̦̐̈́̉̅̕͠f̵̧̡̫̻͇͙͓͌̿̕͜ͅä̵̯̗̦̬͜͠͝ư̴̡̩̟̞͈̽͋̾̇͜͝ͅl̴͖͈̣̻̭̼̫̭͌̈̕͜t̷͕̂̀̄̃͑̕.̴̧̢̹͇̩̟͚̰̾̓̾̈́̎̆̕̚ͅͅ ̵̗̜̻̫̰̈́͒͜Y̵̡͓̩̬͖̍ơ̸̱̭̩̤̲̹̳͕͒́̐̈́̿͂͝ư̸̳͇̠͖̜̝͙͛̌̌̃͋̎̇͊́ŗ̶̢̡͔̣̲̃̊̎̏͋̉̇̚̚ ̸̰̺͇̪͖̹̰̖̆͊̏̽̐̈́̓̋͊͜ͅf̶̜̣̪̤̭̃͑̾͂ͅå̸̧̙̞̱͓̰͙̔̐̄́̉̄ů̵̙͓̠̮̠̰̹̻̅́̈̋͒̔̈́͂̇l̴̩͂̉͐̀̋̔̚̕͝͝ț̵̢̱̬͚̘̠̝̱͒.̵̥̖̻̞̼̠̦͇̣̺͌

Ṱ̵͚̦̈́̿͆́͛̀̇̃h̵̢̯̱̤͈̩̙̙̋̾̒̀̎̃̕͝͠i̴̳͓̯͎͙͂̉̂̀̑̆̕ͅs̷͉͗̾̄ ̴͙̲͕͆i̷̟̯̊͒͗̀̚s̴̨̮̫͚̗̜͇̣̈́͌̄̽̾̍͌͜ ̵̧͓̪̙̝̜̱̓͜y̷̧͎̜̘̘̻̤͂̍̇̔̋͒͜͝͠ͅǫ̷̲̖̠̞̙̩͕̓̓̈́ū̴̹̬̰̞͖̫̭̼͂̇̑͑̾̈̏͌͂r̴̫̖̹̼͇̜̣͖̹̚ ̴̢̨͔͕̱̞̘̫͘f̵̯̥̺̘̹̙͌̉̊͗̆͊͜͠͝ą̶̡̜̘͓̮̘̥̱͜͠ṵ̸̧͈̪̙̝̠̦͖̃̿͒̉̿̌̋͒̽͝l̶̠͖̥̪̈́̈́̈͝t̶̡̮̉̍̆.̷̧̼̜̠͌͐̿̋̀̿̀͜͝ ̵͇̯͖̥͚̎̄͋͜Y̶͖̪̫͋̑͑̀̔̊͝͝͠o̵̫̰͍̒́̾̋͘͝u̵̜̤̟̩̜̝͋̉͗̑͘r̶͕͔̱̒͌͒̕ ̷̨̺̮̖̱̘͉͗̓́̿̂͘f̷̘̫̳͈͖̫͇̣̽̿͆̅̎̅̇a̵̱̩̎̏̄̈́͝û̵͍̪͕͔ļ̴̦̫̟͕̟̤̙́̏̂̄͜t̴͔͖͈̯̲̟̦̳̫͊̅̄̅̀͗͗͑͠ͅ.̵̧͉̠͉͉̀͑̅͑̚ ̸̫͔̘͔̭̩̻̮̦̐̔̆̌̆̎̃̐Y̸̼̍̀͜͜o̵͍̱͕̅̄͆́̆͝͝ū̸̩̂̏̀̉̈́r̸̨̢̛̘̦̳̎̀̓̃͝ ̷͓̆͑́̒̆̒̈f̷̳̠̮̫̫́̃͆͆͘̚ͅa̴͍͉̞̝͎̤̬̫̒̌̊͒̏̀̏̓̀̕ų̴̰͔̻̥͍͒͊́̆͝ͅĺ̸̛͕̰̲̳͕̻̝̩͒̒̿̏̕͠t̷͉̽̉́͛̓.̶̡̡̧̣̰̣̥̺̃̉͑ ̸̜̭͖̙̏̈́͆̔Y̸̲͒̄̔̌͂͊̒̐̍ơ̷̰̳͖̯͉̳̮̏̒ȗ̷̡̨̱̫̠̞̣̥̓͜͝ȓ̶̰̲̥̞̱̓ ̷͍̐̋̑̓̂͗̓͜͠f̷̨̢̻̱͙̖͙͊̎̑̕̕͘ͅa̴̢̞͒͑̍̈́̊̓ų̸̪̦͇͆l̶͉̊̾̄͌̊̈́̃̚ṱ̵̡͚̍̎͐͊͐͠͝.̸̣̭̱͈̲̜̗͕̀̀ ̵̦̭̰͚͍̜̬̣̯̎̅̊̉̋̍̋̏͝͠Y̷̠͙̅̀o̷̡͈͔̖͕̓ȕ̴̧̧̼̯̰̘̏̓̽͛̌̐̓̋͒ͅr̵̘͈̪̙̰̝̞̍̉̀̕̕ ̸̡͎̳͉̱̞͎̦̐̈́̉̅̕͠f̵̧̡̫̻͇͙͓͌̿̕͜ͅä̵̯̗̦̬͜͠͝ư̴̡̩̟̞͈̽͋̾̇͜͝ͅl̴͖͈̣̻̭̼̫̭͌̈̕͜t̷͕̂̀̄̃͑̕.̴̧̢̹͇̩̟͚̰̾̓̾̈́̎̆̕̚ͅͅ ̵̗̜̻̫̰̈́͒͜Y̵̡͓̩̬͖̍ơ̸̱̭̩̤̲̹̳͕͒́̐̈́̿͂͝ư̸̳͇̠͖̜̝͙͛̌̌̃͋̎̇͊́ŗ̶̢̡͔̣̲̃̊̎̏͋̉̇̚̚ ̸̰̺͇̪͖̹̰̖̆͊̏̽̐̈́̓̋͊͜ͅf̶̜̣̪̤̭̃͑̾͂ͅå̸̧̙̞̱͓̰͙̔̐̄́̉̄ů̵̙͓̠̮̠̰̹̻̅́̈̋͒̔̈́͂̇l̴̩͂̉͐̀̋̔̚̕͝͝ț̵̢̱̬͚̘̠̝̱͒.̵̥̖̻̞̼̠̦͇̣̺͌

They smiled as the young teen was lied back down. He looked up with his brown eyes at them. "Marina?,"he questioned. They patted his head as Ezra gave everyone else their drinks while constantly glancing back at Pairo.

"Where's...," his voice trailed off as he noticed the atmosphere of the room. He looked at Ezra and then back at "Marina". His eyes widened,"No-,". He stopped as he noticed older friend looking away.

P̷r̷a̷y̷ ̷f̷o̷r̷ ̷m̷e̷ ̷n̷o̷w̷.̷ A̷n̷o̷t̷h̷e̷r̷ ̷w̷a̷s̷ ̷t̷a̷k̷e̷n̷ ̷a̷l̷l̷ ̷b̷e̷c̷a̷u̷s̷e̷ ̷o̷f̷ ̷h̷i̷m̷.̷ ̷M̷y̷ ̷t̷w̷i̷n̷,̷ ̷M̷a̷r̷i̷n̷a̷.̷

No one noticed, they thought. Not Melody, Pietro, Pairo or even Ezra. Good. It would only get in the way. That stupid man who dared to act as if he did no wrong, act as though he were some poor avenging soul in his youth and act like he was normal, was going to suffer.

"Marina" mentally rolled their eyes. The real Marina was gone. Dead. D̷e̷a̷d̷.̷ ̷D̷e̷a̷d̷.̷ ̷D̷e̷a̷d̷.̷ All because of him. He was responsible for their mother's death. He was the reason the two suffered growing up. He was responsible for causing all of it. And now, he was responsible for their twin's, the only person they truly had, death.

They'd return the favor 10x more. Imani looked back at Pairo. They gave a sympathetic look before going in for a hug, as he began to cry. The two were joined by Ezra,and Pietro. Melody stood near, giving them space. Soon, Mr. Leorio would arrive and then group would have to decide what to do next. Imani glared at the bright walls as they came to their final resolve.

Nothing mattered anymore. The twins, the "group" or even their life. The two had made a vow to get revenge even if meant dying. Marina died before she could fulfill it, so now Imani would do it for her. If it meant faking being her and sacrificing their "friends", Imani would do it.

G̷u̷i̷d̷e̷ ̷m̷e̷

They wouldn't regret it a single bit. That was the final promise they made to Marina. To go on without regretting their choices. To keep going until it wasn't possible. And that is what Imani would do.

They glanced towards the man lying on the bed next to Pairo's. Sleeping so peacefully... They returned their gaze towards the wall. Imani shut their eyes before opening them quickly.

Blink.

Marina released her friend Pairo from the hug as the other two did the same.

"It's not your fault,"