Before we begin, I'd like to thank Ubi for giving us the Operation Chimera soundtrack. Without it, I highly doubt I could have come up with the tone for this whole story, let alone this chapter. Also, I'm sorry it's so short, but please- enjoy. (Chapter 5 coming soon)

Caveira woke up covered in tiny droplets of sweat. Her room and body both felt like they were burning hot. She stood up from her bed to open her window. It was freezing outside, but the air felt wonderful wrapping around her skin. Taina... The hair on the back of her neck stood up as the feeling she was being watched came over her. She turned around to see her door cracked open. Her first thought was that Bandit didn't close it all the way, but he was careful to make sure her door was both completely shut and locked if they were going to have sex. She reached for her knife and her Luison before turning to look down at her clock. 3 a.m. sharp. Come... Caveira jumped as she looked back towards her door. The command was in a whisper, but it was so loud in her mind it sounded like it came from right outside her door. She began to walk towards her door, reaching for the handle with a shaky hand. Her fingertips barely touched the freezing metal when a shadow passed by the crack in her door disrupting the light from the hallway. Caveira stood still watching the small opening for anymore movement and listening for any sound. There was someone awake and messing with her. Had to be...

Go... Caveira heard over her shoulder. She moved to turn her head to see, but her attention was immediately forced back into the hallway, almost as if someone had placed their hands on her head to change the direction she was facing. She gripped the door handle, and pulled the door open. The air in the hallway was noticeably heavier than in her room. It was like wading through water as she walked slowly throughout the hall. She stepped slowly down the stairs, fighting to keep her balance. She felt like she were being pulled by the front of her shirt while being pushed on her back. She didn't know where she was going, she only knew she had to walk. The second floor was dimmer than the third. The halogen lights above casting an eerie blue glow. Caveira had started to turn right when she heard a sharp whisper behind her. Turn... She placed a hand on the stone wall beside her, afraid to do as the voice instructed. Look at meeeee... Caveira tried to fight the urge to turn around, but her body wasn't cooperating with her.

Her left foot stepped behind her, and her right pushed her into a pivot. The same figure she had seen earlier during the night stood in front of her with its back turned. It's body was thin and skeletal. It wore on its head a hood that melded into its shoulders. As for the figure itself, it was an unearthly blackness. Caveira could feel her heart rippling in her chest. Her arms felt like lead as she lifted her Luison. She grabbed her knife with her free hand, and brought it under the wrist of her other arm. The figure then twisted its body around to face her, the creaking of its joints and folding of its skin filling the air. It had no face that she could see, only a mouth whose teeth were more like intertwined roots. Every breath it took was deep and shaky, as if it had lungs that were scarred and barely functioning. Caveira tightened her grip on her knife as the shadow began to creep towards her. What looked like tar fell off of its arms, and had begun to decay the floor as the droplets made contact. It lifted one long, skeletal arm out towards her. Her breath hitched as sharp fingertips presented themselves in front of her face. Fighting against her paralysis- Caveira closed her eyes, opened her mouth to scream, and began to fire.

Bandit woke up shivering. It was pitch black in Caveira's room, but he knew his way around fairly well. He sat up on her bed, and reached out in the darkness towards her bedside table. He found the cord for her lamp and gave it a small tug. Nothing. Bulb must have died, he figured. Now that he thought about it, her alarm clock wasn't even on. He felt around for it in its typical location and found it. It was turned around. Bandit turned it to face him. 3:33 a.m. "Dammit," he grumbled as he stood up. He reached forward towards her window and found the ledge. He pulled down on it until it closed, and turned to get back in bed. He had almost lied completely back down when he noticed that he was alone in Caveira's room again. It's too early for pineapples, where is she? Bandit stood from her bed to feel around for his sweatpants. He tugged them on and reached out towards the door. He turned the knob to leave, but when he pulled on the door it didn't move. He felt the locks, they were all secured. She locked herself out? Bandit turned the locks open and stepped out into the hallway. It was freezing, but he didn't have a shirt or jacket with him. He figured he would just have to brace it.

"Taina!?" he loudly whispered as he began to go down the stairs. "Taina!?" he called out again on the landing of the second floor before moving to go down again.

Here... Bandit stopped in his tracks before making his way down to the first floor. He moved back to go back up the stairs. Caveira was standing at the corner of the wall where the hallway broke to the right.

"Taina," Bandit called to her walking back up the steps. She held her Luison in her right hand, and she was slowly patting her outer thigh with it. "Taina?" Bandit called out to her again.

"Do you want to die, Dominic?"

Bandit stopped walking towards her unsure that he had heard her correctly.

"What?" he asked turning to hear her better.

"Do you want to die, Dominic?" she asked again before turning around and pointing her Luison at Bandit.

Bandit put both of his hands up in front of him. If she was messing with him, this wasn't very funny at all.

"Taina, what are you doing?" She didn't answer she only smirked. Bandit proceeded towards her, slowly and carefully.

"Taina, I know that you've been fevered, and you've been through some shit because of it; but please don't mess with me like this," Bandit pleaded. "Just give me your gun, and we can go back to sleep." He slowly reached towards her gun, his fingertips nearly touching the attachment.

Caveira moved her right index finger, and squeezed the trigger. She released fourteen of her fifteen rounds into his torso. Bandit fell onto his back. Blood had begun to leak from the corners of his mouth, and his body began to feel heavy and cold. He gathered up his strength to pull himself away as he looked towards his feet at Caveira who stood with her Luison close to her face. She began to take small steps forward, smiling Bandit's favorite deviant smile.

"Taina," Bandit breathed out now struggling to pull himself away.

"Taina, don't..." He coughed sending splatters of blood all over the floor.

He could see the footprints Caveira left in the short smear of blood he left as he pulled himself away. She pointed her gun at him as she continued to step towards him. Bandit hit the last step on the stairs leading up to the third floor. There was no way he'd be able to pull himself up there.

"Taina, please," Bandit croaked as he started to bring up an arm to shield himself. His plea fell on deaf ears as Caveira shot him through the underside of his chin. His body went limp, and the gargle of his breath leaving his lungs through the blood in his throat filled the air. Caveira pulled her Luison back up to her face, closing her eyes and smiling with the utmost pleasure.

Caveira gasped as she snapped her eyes open. She looked down at her feet and her heart fell into the pit of her stomach. She felt as if the air had been knocked out of her as she gazed upon Bandit's lifeless and bullet-ridden body. She finally found it in her to let out a shrill scream as she threw herself down on her knees beside him.

"Dominic!? DOMINIC!?" She placed her hands on either side of his face.

Judging by the warmth of his skin, he hadn't been dead very long if he wasn't clinging to life by any chance.

"SOMEONE!" she screamed out into the hallway as she held Bandit to her. She was hysterical, and very much in denial. The door at the end of the hallway opened, and there stood Twitch.

"Gustave!" she called out opening her door. Doc stepped into the hallway with Twitch and sprang into action upon seeing Bandit and Caveira.

"Move, move!" he said shooing Caveira out of the way.

Caveira stood against the wall of the stairwell watching over Doc's shoulder as he checked Bandit's pulse. He shook his head before taking off his pajama shirt to place it over Bandit's face. Caveira held her face in her hands as she shrieked. Doc stood up and wrapped an arm around her shoulders.

"I'm going to take her to her room," he said to Twitch as he started up the stairs with her.

She leaned on him crying the whole way. Lamenting her pain in heavy sobs and loud cries.

"I'm so sorry my dear girl," he whispered as Caveira slunk into bed.

He stepped out, closing the door to her room gently. She heard distorted voices outside of her door, no doubt talking about what they had just heard.

"It's nothing. Go back to bed," Doc said outside of her door. The voices of the other's faded out, and the world faded out with them.