It's been a while, sorry about that, you know real life. Anyway I asked this for my other fic too, but if you are still reading and interested in this fic, could you leave a review to tell me so? Could use a boost of confidence AND a confirmation of the readers I still have. Hopefully the next update won't take as long. I hope you all have a nice day.

The car moved at an even pace, on a rainy day. The world seemed quiet, as if nothing wrong would ever happen, as if it was a peaceful moment.

But that day… that wasn't the case.

It took a speeding car, a spinning wheel, and a crash… then everything went black.

When she woke up, there was a strong smell urging her to throw up. When she tried to look through her weak vision she could only see two motionless bodies in the front. Her body felt heavy, as if she was held down by shackles. She tried to call out for them, but her voice wouldn't work, so she tried to move only to feel a sharp pain in her body.

She looked down, and her eyes widened at the glass shards piercing her body. She was bleeding, and she couldn't even scream.

She couldn't even force herself to scream when she pushed herself towards them to check on them… only to feel a chill run go through her the moment she touched the corpses.

And that was when Chariot woke up in cold sweat. She was panting. Looking around, she noticed that she was alone, so with a sigh of relief, she allowed herself to cry.

She has seen this nightmare so many times, and just when she thought she wouldn't see it again, it came back to haunt her.

It was her guilt. It was her mistake, and she paid something she could never get back.

She brought her legs close to her chest and sobbed. Her hand moved to trace the scar on her leg, and sometimes she could still feel it. She could still feel that sharp pain from that day, like a ghost of the past touching it whenever it felt convenient.

Wiping her tears away, she stood up and headed towards the door. She wanted to wash her face before anyone could see the mess that she was.

Unfortunately, the moment she opened the door, she was met with her surprised servamp, who looked ready to knock on her door.

They both stared at each other for a moment, before avoiding eye contact. Chariot wanted to talk to her last night, but this wasn't how she wanted to happened, especially not with tears and snot all over her face.

"You have been crying." Croix stated, and the redhead tried to hide her face and nervously laughed. The lilac haired woman's expression was pained at the sight, and she knew this was her fault. "Chariot…"

"I'm fine! It's just another cold!" Chariot said, and tried to move past the vampire, but she couldn't because she blocked the way. "Croix, let me out."

"Chariot, talk to me." Croix said, almost begging, but her Eve still struggled against her and tried to find an opening to escape. "Look, I'm sorry! I'll tell you everything that happened!"

"Croix, just let me out!"

"Don't leave me, please." Croix let out, and just like her Eve, her eyes widened at her words. For a split moment she said something that's been on her mind, but she has never thought she would say, and now she regretted it. She shouldn't have done that, she shouldn't have said that.

Chariot carefully eyed her, before moving closer to her. She tried to meet her gaze but couldn't as the lilac haired woman looked away. She slowly brought her hand to her face, and gently moved her gaze back to hers, and that was when she saw fear in her emerald eyes.

Croix quickly pulled away and walked downstairs, not daring to look back. Chariot watched her go with a heavy heart. She couldn't go after her, she wouldn't know what to say, but she knew they had to talk eventually.

Perhaps later this day… She needed to wake up properfly first, so she moved to the bathroom.

Meanwhile, Diana and Akko stared at Croix who was now in her butterfly form. She stayed by the window, and the two exchanged a look.

Akko was about to call for her, but her servamp shook her hand, before glancing at her sister.

"She doesn't respond to anyone when she's like that." Diana stated, before taking a sip of her tea. She kept replaying the events of yesterday. She thought about her Eve's words, about the similarities between All of Love and Chariot, and Lawless' appearance.

Lawless has never been fond of the rest of them, but wasn't on the worst terms with All of Love. She seemed to be one of the few who weren't upset with her leaving, or was it because she had no attachment to any of them?

Lawless has always been a mystery to her, but not as much of a mystery as the oldest servamp was.

"Do you think she's okay?" The brunette whispered, clearly concerned, and Diana felt jealous as she remembered their interactions.

She hasn't been okay in centuries. That was what the servamp of pride wanted to say, but instead she settled on another answer.

"I don't know."

The butterfly's wings moved slightly, as if deciding whether or not to fly away when the redhead arrived downstairs. Chariot noticed the familiar butterfly, she hasn't seen her in that form in a while. She felt the weight on her heart becoming heavier.

Chariot's first instinct was to go to her, talk to her, tell her that this wasn't her fault. That she… That she had blood on her hands too, but she couldn't. She wanted to hear her story, know why she did it. All this time, the servamp has been kind to her, and she has done so much for her.

Seeing her in pain, knowing that she thought she might hate her, was something that caused her heart to bleed.

She was so annoyed and unfortunate when she first met her, thinking that she was struck with some sort of curse, but now she would give anything to be able to talk to her.

She was just too scared, too shaken by the revelation and by the memories that are suddenly hitting her like bricks, making her unable to think properly.

Her eyes looked down as her hand moved to grip her arm, and she bit her lip, wishing she could gather the courage to talk and clear this up.

Akko watched the whole scene with the biggest frown on her face, while Diana stayed neutral, sipping her tea. After minutes of watching the two, the brunette lost her patience.

"Just talk already!" She yelled, snapping Chariot from her daze, and making the butterfly fly away in surprise. Diana though knew it was coming, so she was unaffected by the outburst.

Chariot's eyes moved from Akko to Croix rapidly before she moved to put on her jacket and shoes. She couldn't do it, not now, and she didn't like being a deer in the headlights. She just couldn't do it, so she walked outside without saying a thing, heading towards work.

Akko stared at the door, gaping like a fish, before glaring at both Diana and Croix then shaking her head. "You're all hopeless."

"Says the one who tripped over her shoes earlier and broke another mirror." The servamp of pride muttered under her breath, but it was loud for her Eve to hear.

"Hey!" Akko was about to argue but then remembered the time and got up so quickly she made the chair fall. The girl yelped and and lifted the chair, before rushing to put on her shoes.

Her servamp only rolled her eyes, knowing that the girl couldn't keep a serious tone for long thanks to her clumsiness. She turned, only to find the butterfly gone. With a sigh, she stood up.

-L&M-

"Hey, are you alright?" Was the first thing that Marjolaine asked when she saw Chariot walking into the restaurant. She hasn't seen Croix around, and it made her curious, but for the moment she wanted to make sure her friend was fine.

Chariot's face was pale, and she was jumpy too. Her eyes would look at her before quickly scanning the room and going back to hers again.

"I'm alright, just had a couple of nightmares." The redhead chuckled, but the sound came out wrong, forced even. "I'll be fine."

"You should go home Chariot. You'll be out of it most of the time." Marjo crossed her arms, her expression softened, knowing the source of her best friend's troubles. "It's okay to take a break."

"I took a break when I caught a cold, If I take more and push my luck I might get fired." Chariot said, and offered her friend a smile, before moving to change into uniform.

The rock star watched her go, and let out a deep sigh as her expression became more saddened. She remembered what happened years ago, and she remembered how she thought she lost her friend forever. Those times were gone now, but moments like these take her back to them, and she wished her friend would stop being so stubborn.

Chariot moved to the dressing room, dreading the fact that she had to work, but also reassured because perhaps it would help take her mind off some things. Sometimes she took extra work just to run away from the guilt, from the thoughts that were bound to doom her. It was her only escape, even though it becomes unhealthy sometimes. It was the only thing she could do.

"Where is Croix?" Marjolaine slowly opened the door, and glanced outside before closing it. She wasn't supposed to be there but the manager wasn't the brightest guy, he wouldn't notice her gone until later. "Did you two fight? Did she hurt you?" She asked as her eyebrows moved downwards, and her hands rested on her hips, an attempt to show protectiveness that came off a bit dorky in the redhead's eyes.

The latter smiled slightly, and hugged herself. She looked down, not wanting to meet her friend's eyes.

"No, she did not. She was just honest with me." Chariot sighed, not knowing if she had the right to talk about it. It was something personal, and she didn't want to break her servamp's trust, but she also needed to vent before it eats her inside.

She tightened her grip on her arms, thinking back to the night they met. She should have expected, she should have expected that her hands weren't clean. She could have murdered those subclasses right there, and it would have been easy. She was strong but…

She spared them. She didn't seem like the kind to actively kill others, she seemed to avoid confrontation actually. But did she avoid fighting Diana because she didn't like hurting others, or was it because she was her sister?

Chariot didn't know, and she was too scared to ask.

"She killed before." Chariot confessed, and her hold grew even tighter. "I feel like I already knew, she was a vampire after all, but… Now that she told me, it finally clicked."

The rock star's eyes widened, but she quickly recovered from her shock. She did find the vampire intimidating, and it was logical that vampires aren't the friendliest creatures, but even then it was a bit hard to imagine it.

"Are you scared?"

"I guess I am, but I'm also not? I wanted to tell her that my hands aren't clean either, that I killed someone before, but I can't bring myself to say it." Chariot forcefully closed her eyes, trying to stop her tears from escaping, her attempt went in vain. Her words made her friend move towards her and grip her by the shoulders, giving her a stern and worried look0

"That wasn't your fault, Chariot. It was an accident! You didn't kill anyone!"

"They took the car that day so they can drive me home, it's my fault. They died because of me! Akko grew up an orphan because of me! We are short on money because of me! Her world fell apart at such a young age because of me!" Chariot's hand moved to grip the fabric of her shirt, wishing she could grip her heart, and grip it so tight that it bursts. Her face was red and wet, and showed nothing but anguish. "If only… If only I died instead."

"No! That is not true!" Marjolaine hugged her, allowing her to bury her face into her shoulder. "I am glad that you are here, and so is Akko. I know that she appreciates everything that you're doing, and I know she loves you, we both do. We're glad you're with us."

Chariot just sobbed. "I love you too, I'm just…" She finally hugged back. "I don't want to lose anyone anymore, I don't want to lose…"

"Talk to Croix." Marjo pulled away, reassuring her with a smile. "I don't know her that much, but it's clear that she cares about you."

Chariot's mind wandered back to that moment in the morning, when Croix begged her not to leave her. It was almost as if she was seeing her own reflexion.

She slowly nodded and used her sleeves to wipe her tears, until she heard their manager yelling at them from outside.

Marjolaine rolled her eyes and shrugged, before giving her a smile and walking outside.

Chariot sighed and started changing into her uniform.

Fortunately, she managed to focus on work, even if it was more taxing than usual today. Overworking herself wasn't something that she wasn't used to, after all.

-L&M-

Croix sat on the roof of the building facing the restaurant her Eve works in. She thought it would be better if she gave her some space, if she spared her from seeing her face.

She sighed, as her hand moved to play with the cross necklace. She didn't notice a hedgehog coming to sit next to her, and staring at her with a shit eating grin.

Croix didn't even notice it climbing on her back after a while and sitting on her shoulder, at least not until it yelled into her ear.

"HEY THERE SISTER!"

"GAH!"

Croix almost fell off the building, and she summoned her scythe in defense, and stared at the animal with wide eyes. Once her mind registered who it was, she unsummoned her weapon and looked at it with a mixture of annoyance and surprise.

"I didn't expect to see you, Lawless." She said, and adjusted her sitting position. The hedgehog transformed back to its human form, showing the same servamp that Akko met the day before.

"If one servamp comes to a town, the rest follow mostly to cause chaos. You can't live for centuries without some entertainment, sister." Lawless smirked. "For example, you moping around is funny to watch."

"I am glad that my misery and suffering is entertaining to you." The lilac haired woman grumpily crossed her arms and glared at her.

Lawless snickered and sat next to her, nudging her side. "You're as grumpy as the last time I saw you. When was that exactly?" She asked, making the oldest servamp turn away. "I don't hate you for leaving."

Croix chuckled.

"Not even a bit?"

"I was disappointed, yeah, but no I didn't hate you." The servamp of greed answered, and followed her sister's eyes to the building before them. "You left because you wanted something, didn't you?"

"Not really." Croix rested her face on her palm, her eyes glued on the restaurant. She couldn't remember those days, it was such a horrible time that her mind locked it away and never wanted to revisit it.

"You wanted to run away from your misfortune, just like you wanted to protect us. Right, All Of Love?" The younger vampire said, making the other tense at the mention of her real name.

"Don't use that name again." The lilac haired woman gripped her own arm, her mind wandering back to a darker place. "It doesn't fit. It never has."

Lawless started at her for a moment, before shrugging. She didn't agree, but she didn't come here to argue, and she knew that if All Of Love got mad she wouldn't escape her wrath.

"That's a discussion for another day, sis. The others just don't get it, you know?" She started, getting Croix's attention. "I don't know how anyone can live without wanting something or going after it, which is what the other servamps do, they just wander around and serve whoever comes along. You on the other side, you do what you want. You fall in love with humans, you choose your Eves, you're just different."

"What's the point of being of that? I'm just a bad luck charm, I kill everything I touch."

"And maybe you're not and those are just ideas planted in your head. I never believed it." Lawless said, before standing up. Croix turned to her, after noting that her Eve's shift was about to end.

"You'd always say that we used to be humans, so we shouldn't look down on them. I think it's in human's nature to be greedy and to want things." She said with a smile before walking away. "I'll see you around, sister!"

Croix shook her head and gave her a small wave before looking back to the streets. That was when she noticed something was off.

Chariot walked outside, looking tired and dazed. She didn't seem aware of her surroundings. Croix wondered if she should walk beside her to make sure she doesn't walk into something, but she feared that it might upset her.

At that moment, she noticed something that confirmed her feelings of unease. There was a car coming at high speed, she squinted, and saw that the driver was losing control over it. Her heart raced and fear took over when she realized that it was going towards her Eve.

She couldn't let that happen. She couldn't let her die like she let the others. She just couldn't.

Chariot who was walking home, noticing someone yelling from behind. It snapped her out of her daze, and when she turned to see what was happening, her eyes widened at the sight of a car out of control and heading towards her. The people on the street saw it coming and yelled in fear, running away, while the redhead remained frozen.

Seeing it heading towards her, the sound of the wheels, the inevitability of the crash… She found herself in that car years ago and she could no longer move.

She closed her eyes, waiting for the impact, thinking of what would happen to Akko if she were to die now. She didn't even get to talk to Croix, to tell her that she didn't hate her.

She kept wishing and telling her body to move, to overcome that fear, but instead of moving by her own will, she was pushed by someone else.

She fell to the ground and heard a cracking sound, and after that, the sound of the moving wheels was gone. She felt something warm pressed a bit against her, and slowly, she opened her eyes and gasped.

Croix came in at the last moment, and couldn't avoid the impact, so she she shielded her Eve with her body. She had her hand on the wheel pressed against her chest, and although she managed to hold it back, it still caused damage to her ribcage.

Just like that accident years ago, Chariot couldn't find her voice, couldn't even move as her brain started to process what just happened.

The servamp vomited some blood as she gently pulled the car away, careful not to hurt the passed out driver. She stumbled and fell on one knee, and that was when her Eve finally moved to put her hands on her shoulders, not knowing what to do.

"C-Croix?!" She stuttered, and her face paled at the sight of the blood, and the look of pain on her friend's face. Chariot hasn't been this terrified in years.

Croix hissed as she tried to move again, and she slowly turned to her Eve, gasping for air. She felt herself close to passing out, so she pulled her Eve into her arms, and before she could protest, they were in the sky.

Chariot wanted to fight back, but she didn't want to hurt her more. Carrying her around in that state was already taking a toll on her as she would usually move around faster.

"Croix, we have to get you to a hospital!" Chariot begged, but the vampire wouldn't listen to her. She was too focused on getting her Eve home, and because of her healing abilities, they might get into inconvenient situations if she were to get herself checked.

Her top priority at the moment was to get her to safety, and that was what she'll do.

"Croix please!"

"I'm fine." Croix managed to say, feeling her vision starting to blur more and more. She was almost there. A few more buildings and she would be there, and Chariot would be safe.

Jumping one last time, she went inside through the window, which was conveniently open. She landed in Chariot's room, and the moment she let her out of her arms, she fell down.

Chariot panicked but managed to catch her. Croix's eyes were closed, and her breathing was growing heavier, and her fears grew with it. She looked around, not knowing what to do. She then looked at the bed, and decided to help her servamp lay on it.

After putting her on bed, she climbed next to her and sat on her knees, checking on her and trying to think of what to do. Her eyes wandered between her chest, the place of her injury, and her bloodied mouth.

Her heartbeats became faster as time went by, and her vision was blurry with the tears that she kept wiping with her sleeves. She did it again, she hurt someone again.

She was a bad luck charm to the people she loved.

"Croix… Please, please don't die!" Chariot begged, resting her hand softly on the servamp's chest, sensing her heartbeats. "Please wake up, say something! Don't leave me, please!" She begged but received no answer. She wiped the blood off her mouth, and that was when she remembered something.

The night they met, Croix healed herself by drinking her blood.

Chariot didn't hesitate. She bit her lip hard enough to draw out blood, and she wasn't sure if it would be enough, but she'd let Croix draw out more blood when she regains consciousness. She leaned down, nervous of what she was about to do, but determined to ease the servamp's pain, even a little.

She pressed her lips against hers, making sure her blood got through. She pulled away, and stared. There was no noticeable change, and her body shook harder as she cried again.

"Come on, it has to work!" She said, biting her lip harder, grimacing at the pain. She leaned down to give her blood again, but she couldn't ease her shaking.

Croix who has been unconscious, felt the violent shaking against her body. She heard the things that Chariot was saying, the desperation and fear in her voice, and when she felt her lips against hers again, she decided to do something to reassure her.

It was the only thing she could do in her current condition.

She moved her hand and rested it against the redhead's shoulder, and kissed back. She felt her tense at first, but then start to relax. She started to shake less, and she let out a soft humming noise into the kiss, her hand still resting on her chest to feel her heart beating.

Chariot felt at ease, knowing that it was working, knowing that she wouldn't lose Croix.

After a moment, she pulled away, a bit dazed from the kiss. Croix grimaced, and managed to open her eyes, although they seemed to be unfocused.

"What are you doing…? I'm immortal." Croix let out a painful chuckle the moment she saw the blush on her Eve's face. "I would have healed eventually."

"Just because you're immortal, doesn't mean I like seeing you in pain." Chariot said, moving her hand to hold the servamp's pale one. "I'm sorry."

"I'm sorry too. Chariot I didn't mean to kill him." Croix confessed, feeling the grip on her hand tighten.

"You should rest and tell me later."

"No, I want to do it now." Croix sighed, trying to ignore the aching pain in her body. "He was abusive. He… he used me, he was just horrible. I wasn't even a servant, I was a slave that he uses whenever he wants and hit whenever he wants."

"Croix…" Chariot's hand rested on her mouth, trying not to imagine what that was like. "Is that why?"

"No." The servamp sighed again, feeling tired. "As long as it was just me, It was fine, but one day he suggested forming a contract with another servamp, saying he got tired of me and that's when I lost it. I couldn't let him hurt them, everything just went red. When I came back to my senses, he was dead." She confessed, turning her face away so that she hides from her Eve's gaze. "I still regret it, it haunted me for years..."

She could still recall it, how he would touch her, how she would obey not knowing any better. The things he would call her whenever she did something wrong, if only she had fought back from the start…

"I'm sorry that happened…" Chariot said, a few tears running down her cheeks, not knowing how to comfort her servamp, her friend. "I don't know what I would have done, but if someone were to hurt Akko, I would give up everything for her. And there are things I want to tell you as well but you need to rest first, okay?" She said with a smile, pulling away, but Croix held her back, almost pleading.

"Can you stay with me?" Croix asked, her eyelids growing heavy. "Just for a bit, I don't to be alone."

Chariot's eyes widened at the request, and she struggled to give an answer, but then smiled and moved to the other side of the bed. She climbed and lied down next to her friend, giving her a reassuring smile.

"I'm right here." She said, and watching as the servamp gave in to sleep.