And without you is how I disappear,
And live my life alone forever now.
And without you is how I disappear,
And live my life alone forever now.

Rumor crept through the stone cavern. She hadn't donned her costume. There really wasn't any point. Without her powers it would make her feel like an even bigger fraud then she already was. Not to mention she had always hated spandex.

On the way up she had exceeded the speed limit by about twenty miles. She had unwisely gone in at full speed and consequences be damned. It was all stupid and completely impulsive. Already she was wondering if her anger was getting the better of her. Not only that but she had yet to even see a trace of her siblings.

All of that changed when she caught up with .05 working a rather intricate system. Séance stood near him, occasionally turning in circles. Her biological brother gave her a cursory glance before going back to his work.

"Whole family's here," he said as he snapped a wire, "Oh joy."

"What are you doing?" wrote Rumor, looking at the broken wire that littered the floor.

"I'm trying to get visuals," snapped .05, "And it's a complicated process."

"Anyone else seeing butterflies?" asked Séance as he walked unsteadily around the room.

"So you don't know where everyone else is?" Rumor wrote, ignoring Séance.

"Oh, they're all probably waist-deep in trouble," snorted .05.

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Dr. Terminal placed headphones over Vanya's ears. At the moment Vanya didn't know this. How could she? She was unconscious and tied to a table, as was Space. Kraken on the other hand was very much awake and snarling threats at Terminal.

"Do be quiet," sighed Terminal, "I am perfecting a work of art here. Disturbances are not welcome."

"You fucking touch her," Kraken growled, "Or my brother for that matter, and you're going to find yourself in fifty fucking different pieces."

Sighing Dr. Terminal walked over to Kraken. In one swift movement he pulled Kraken's knife out of his pocket and pierced Kraken through the flesh of his arm. Kraken gritted his teeth in pain but managed not to make a sound.

"Like I said," smiled Terminal, "Not welcome."

He turned around and pressed a button on the computer. Kraken couldn't hear what was happening, but he could certainly see it. Vanya's eyes twitched, as though she were in some sort of pain. Then her eyelids pulled together tightly and she started screaming. At this Space woke up and looked over at her.

"What the hell are you doing!?" Kraken screamed at Terminal, "Vanya!"

Looking pleased with himself Terminal waved his arm dismissively.

"An experiment. I want to see if she remembers. Don't worry, it's all just a touch of Bach and Wagner. Turned up to the volume where people go deaf though."

Now she started struggling against her straps. Her eyes, however, were wide open. Red veins creeped over them and if possible she was turning even paler then she already was.

"Well stop it!" snarled Kraken.

"I know what you're trying to do," Space said levelly, "And she'll just kill you when she gets up!"

"Possibly," shrugged Dr. Terminal, "But I really want to see what happens. I want to see, or at least know, that one of your own members is killing all of you. Such fun. Who cares what happens to me as long as there's blood, blood, blood and…"

Once again he waited. Over Vanya's screams two Terminauts said;

"COMPLETION_! THE KIND OF HUMAN WRECKAGE WE LOVE!"

"Got that right," smiled Terminal.

Suddenly the screams stopped. All resistance against her bonds ended and Vanya fell limply back to the table.

"Vanya?" Kraken said, his voice getting louder and more agitated, "Vanya?"

"Vanya, Vanya, Vanya," mimicked Dr. Terminal, "By god don't you know any other words? Well, besides curse ones."

Ignoring this remark Kraken continued to look at Vanya who lay there limply. Dr. Terminal turned thoughtfully to her. He unstrapped one of her arms. Frowning he lifted it up, then dropped it abruptly.

"Oh dear," he sighed, "Looks like the sound just blew her capillaries and killed her. Not quite what I was expecting."

"BASTARD!" Kraken yelled.

"All the same, Terminaut Ceaser?"

"AFFIRMATIVE_?"

"Get the item and start cutting her bonds. Dead or alive she needs to get off the table. We need more vacant space."

"MORE ROOM FOR MORE TORTURE_!"

"Indeed. Now here's my prize," Dr. Terminal said as he walked over to Space.

An odd plinking noise started as well as a small fizzing noise. The sound was faint and it could barely be heard over Dr. Terminal's footfalls. Nonetheless it was there.

"Hello monkey boy," Dr. Terminal said.

As he approached Space the muscles in Space's jaw tightened. It was difficult for Space to focus due to the head straps, but he did manage to fix Dr. Terminal with a defiant and condescending glare.

"I'm disappointed," Dr. Terminal said, "I mean I was so blown away by how corny you were when you finally managed to catch me. 'This is the end of the line Terminal'? Seriously. But you haven't once told me that I'll never get away with it, and that I should give up and cut my losses or anything like that."

"You won't," Spaceboy said.

"Close enough," sighed Terminal, "I would like to see what happens when you cut off all those limbs of yours. I once wondered if it would hurt because it isn't technically your body. But Hargreeves wasn't an idiot. I think it would. Now I just want to see you squirm. Can I get a saw here?"

"How about something in D minor?"

Dr. Terminal whipped around. Vanya was standing with the violin procured by Dr. Terminal. All of the Terminauts had been destroyed as she had plucked at the strings earlier. Dr. Terminal only had time to smile before the note in question was produced by a smirking Vanya.

With a ripping noise the room was splattered with blood. Unidentifiable organs plastered themselves against the walls and skin floated down. The main body was still for awhile. Then the left side slid slowly down onto the floor in a heap of exposed muscles, blood, and torn ligaments. With a satisfied look Vanya stepped over him.

"Vanya?" said Kraken quietly.

She stopped by him and smiled. His heart sank as he realized the smile that wasn't hers on her face. Vanya was gone. The White Violin was back.