As soon as she rushed through her front door to her house after school, Alana couldn't be bothered to be stopped from running into her bedroom for any reason; Right now, she needed privacy more than anything else. She always knew Bobble had to keep secrets from her sometimes, like most people did, but it had never gotten this out of hand before. "Bobble. Tell me what you know about the fifth Pretty Cure. Now." An almost evil looking glare was spread across Alana's face, which they both knew was an unnatural expression for her, but it was enough to get Bobble to cower back in fear and obey her orders.

"Cure Desire is in horrific, terrible, horrible, danger!-bo Cure Desire's heart has already been locked away by the Negative. As of right now, they're already training her to serve them, and chances are by the time we're strong enough to reach her and fend off from the rest of the Negative … She'll have already been completely corrupted-bo." As Bobble caught his breath, he waited for Alana's reaction to settle on her face.

"What do you mean she's corrupted? She's not a robot, is she?"

"Well no, of course not. Corruption is when-"

Without warning, Alana's room went dark, and they could both hear the voice of Enemie's right-hand minion cackling through the air, turning towards a fighting stance just in case. "How about I show her first-hand corruption, Bobble? It'll spare you the trouble of teaching, because I know that doesn't seem like one of your favorite things to do."

"Absolutely not. You've already devastated the queen enough by taking Desire. Sweet's not going anywhere, especially not into your hands." Bobble had a sudden, stern tone, having floated up to Douleur's face in between his arrival and then.

Doleur chuckled as he flicked Bobble back down on the table using only his fingers. "And why can't I? I'm only trying to make your job of teaching your Cures the ropes a little bit easier for you. Oh Bobble, of course I'm not just going to take Cure Sweet like that. That would make this whole game that we have going on here a lot less fun, don't you agree?"

Bobble pushed himself back onto his feet, and Douleur pushing him clearly only made his anger worse. "Is this all that is to you, Douleur? Some sort of silly little game? Well, sometimes, you lose games as well, and I must say, you've certainly lost this one."

"I'm afraid you've been mistaken! You see, I haven't lost our game yet, as I still have my best card with me: my wild card! I'd be happy to show it to you, I must say Cure Desire is probably my proudest work." With a snap of his fingers, the group had been transported to a place that they had all grown accustomed too ever since Alana had started transforming; The shadow dimension, where the Kirainos were all summoned. "Now, to start our lesson on the corruption of the Friendship Kingdom's Pretty Cure, you may be wondering Douleur, just how did The Negative get their hands on Cure Desire anyway? Well, I'm glad you asked because that's one of my new favorite stories to tell! In fact, we first got Cure Desire over to our side thanks to you, Cure Sweet!

Alana's eyes widened in horror, her teeth biting down instinctively at the same time as her fist clenched. "That's a total lie! Why on earth would I ever decide to help you out?"

"Well, it wasn't really your decision...We just saw how much you drove Desire up a wall, and so we all agreed to use her bottled up emotions to our own benefit. While another one of us, Envie to be precise, drew her into us by using her jealousy, it was I gladly took her under my tutelage so we could finally make her one of us officially. And for that, I really must thank you! You saved us so many extra steps." Alana was stunned into silence at his revelation, sure that he had been lying. She had really gotten Cure Desire to be jealous, apparently, but how was that even possible if they didn't even know each other? "Alright, and with that, today's class has been dismissed!" The shadows that were taking up Alana's room faded, but Douleur was still put his hand on his chin, trying to think of the best way possible for the pink cure to suffer in a fight. "Idea! Dark Desire can't conjure up her own Kirainos yet, but I do have an idea that'll hit really you close to home; I bet that I could have her defeat you using only her own powers of darkness! How does that sound, Cure Sweet?"

"I'll take you on, no matter what! I'll do anything, as long as Cure Desire is freed from you guys!"

"It's a deal then!" He turned around, having sliced open a bright purple portal and was now calling out to someone. "Desire dahling, it's time for your debut!" Following him through the portal was a girl who looked to be around Alana's age, with heather-colored hair, dyed to be black at the ends, as well as sleep deprived eyes that were a deep shade of purple, which looked to be frozen towards a single, intimidating expression.

Seeing that Desire was ready to fight her, Alana tapped on her Bond Bracelet and began her transformation, standing tall and at the ready as her Pretty Cure outfit formed around her. "The bonds formed by love and kindness! Cure Sweet!"

With only the slight lift of a hand, a shot of darkness was speeding forward out of her gloves, leaving Cure Sweet to be tied up in it, now unable to move. Desire didn't flinch at Cure Sweet's wavering expression instead creating a chrysalis of bright purple fire around the other Cure. All Cure Sweet could feel now was an immense, burning pressure all over her body, and all she could see was black flames being covered with even darker smoke, as if though she was somehow being drowned in flames. On the outside of Cure Sweet's new cocoon, Bobble looked on in horror, while Douluer was concentrated on Dark Desire's eyes.

After a moment, he touched his fingers to his chin before speaking again. "Oh, Desire darling, from the looks of it, we need to stop, because you need to get more rest. We absolutely wouldn't want to have you break, now would we?" Only at Douleur's advice did the dusty purple-wearing Cure let up her barrage of fire, bringing the inferno that she made down with her as she and Douluer retreated back through the portal. The darkness around her also faded away, and Alana was returned to her room.

Alana, though still in shock from the sheer strength of the corrupted cure, was able to gather her thoughts. "So, that was the real Cure Desire, huh?"

"Yeah, it really was her alright. I could still sense a little bit of the original spirit of Desire in her, somehow, but she's been changed while she's been kidnapped by the Negative, and it definitely hasn't been for the better."

Alana frowned as she reflected on how she felt about this. She was sad, worried and confused, as she bit her lip, which was twisted into a frown. She only spoke again when she thought of something reassuring to tell herself. "Still, I want to try and save her with the others too! Like you said, there's still a little bit of the original Desire in there, and even though I don't know who she is just yet or how to find her, as long as she's still a Pretty Cure, even just a tiny bit, she's still our friend!"

I'm glad that you still have your hopes up about bringing Desire back, even after how strong she looked with the Negative, but I'm going to tell you the one thing right now that I know is for certain: Purifying her and getting her to come back to our side won't be an easy task.'"

Alana paused again, until she thought of another positive thing. "As long as she's out there, there's still hope…I know that's for sure too!"