So, this is a chapter focused on Sayaka. Sorry it took me half a month to update. I hope you enjoy.

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Kyubey planted that grief seed for the purpose of putting Madoka Kaname into a situation where her only way of surviving would be to make a contract. That's what he did in the previous time lines so that's what I assumed he did in this one. I was only half right in my assumption, it seems...

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"I first met her in a dream"

Three school girls of blue, green, and pink hair sat around a table at a cafe. They were chatting quietly with each other, enjoying the relaxed atmosphere in the shop – the place was busy but not packed, which was something the three were grateful for.

"Met her... in a dream... Wow Madoka. Did you go to bed last night watching too much TV?" Sayaka teased. "Sounds like something an anime character would say"

"I'm serious. I really did dream about her" Madoka insisted

"You're positive you dreamed of Ms Akemi? Are you sure you aren't mistaking her for someone else?" Hitomi asked. "And if it actually was her, are you sure that today was really the first time you met in real life?" Then she added "You might have just seen her while walking through town somewhere and your subconscious must have remembered her face and put it in a dream. I read somewhere that every face you see in your dreams is a face you've seen before, even if it's someone you don't know."

The pinkette thought for a bit. That hypothesis was the most believable explanations she's heard. Truth be told, she wanted to be convinced – she wanted Hitomi to be correct – but for some reason, she just couldn't accept it.

"OH!" Sayaka exclaimed, causing the other two to jump in surprise. "What if you two met in a past life and that dream was a memory from that life? What if that transfer student is some sort of magical being that traveled space and time to be with you!? It'd be like you're destined to meet her!" Madoka just stared at her. "Hey, come on. At least show some reaction."

"Sorry. Just..." Madoka shook her head. "I think it's weird that you mentioned destiny and stuff. Earlier today, she actually talked about that..."

"NOT EVEN."

"She did. It seemed like something was bothering her. She stopped in the middle of the sky bridge and she asked me if I believed in fate and if it could be changed." The pig tailed girl frowned. "It was subtle, but I could tell she was desperate for an answer."

"Huh. Well, what do you know..." The bluenette didn't know how to react. "Do you think it's possible that my theory's right?"

Madoka sighed. "I don't know, Sayaka... I don't know..."

After that, there was little conversation between them. They simply sat down and ate the food they ordered.

The relative silence was broken by the sound of a cellphone – Hitomi's phone. "Ah... hello... yes... Understood... I'm on my way... I love you too, mother." The green haired girl stood up. "I'm sorry, but I have to go. I have lessons"

Sayaka chuckled. "What is it this time? Piano? Ballet? Fine dining and breathing?"

"Tea ceremony lessons" Hitomi corrected. "I'll see you two tomorrow."

"Heh. Tea ceremony. These rich-kid problems are one of the only reasons why I'm glad my parent's aren't as loaded as yours are." With a smile and wave, Sayaka and Madoka bid farewell to their friend.

Madoka brought out her one phone to check the time. "I think I'm heading out as well."

"Wait, could you go with me to the music store?"

The pinkette smiled "Another gift for Kyousuke?"

To which, Sayaka replied with a grin "Eh, you know me."

"Sure. I'd be glad to."

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"Huh... Well, what's this...?"

While in the music store, browsing the selection of songs, a certain track caught Sayaka's attention. Unlike the songs she normally browsed, it was a four man violin version of a song that was in English. In truth, she had heard the original song before and found it enjoyable at least. The rendition she was listening to, however, felt like something else.

The song started off with a simple repeating bass line. Around eight seconds in, I higher pitched violin began playing the main melody. A few seconds later, a third and fourth violin entered, both with rhythms that complemented the main one. By the time she heard the chorus, Sayaka was thoroughly impressed.

I'm not sure if Kyousuke will like this, but I know I sure as hell do. "Madoka, you've got to hear this"

Madoka took the headphones from the bluenette and listened to the music. "Oh... Oh wow... This is beautiful... Wow"

"You think Kyousuke will like it?" Sayaka asked

"I think he will, but I don't know. You know him better."

Save me

The bluenette blinked. "You hear that?"

"Hear what?"

Help

"That. That voice"

Madoka looked at her in confusion. "Sayaka, you're not making sense."

Please.

Sayaka sighed. I must be going crazy. "Actually, I think I forgot something in the cafe. You can go on ahead." She said, running out of the music store. Where did that voice come from?

"Ah. Sayaka, wait!"

(A/N: The song I'm referencing is the violin version of Fall Out Boy's "Dance, Dance" by Vitamin String Quartet. Go give it a listen if you're a fan of Fall Out Boy or violins. You might like the song.)

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Construction on that wing of the mall that day had been halted after a several workers went missing in the span of an hour. It was strange occurance in that, while they were nowhere on site, all of their belongings were still in the locker room. There wasn't even any security camera footage of them leaving, either. There WAS, however, sounds of scissors snipping in the distance. That, piled with the mysterious disappearances, had caused a substantial amount of alarm among the workers and, indeed, many of the higher ups.

Thus, as Sayaka blatantly entered the construction area with no opposition whatsoever, despite the wing apparently being "authorized personnel only". Why she didn't think it strange that no one stopped her, or that there was no construction on-going was irrelevant. She had other things on her mind.

Help me.

The voice in her head had gotten louder. The bluenette wasn't sure if she was getting closer to the source or if her auditory hallucination was just getting worse.

Help

Who ARE you... Where are you... The bluenette continued walking the corridor before hearing the sound of a small scampering animal. Following her insticts, Sayaka ducked behind cover as the creature approached.

From her concealed position she saw a furry animal resembling a cat limp into view. It's white fur was stained with dirt and what appeared to be blood. Save me. The voice emanated from the creature.

The bluenette was just about to walk up to it when she suddenly heard the sound of foot steps. Peeking out from her hiding place, she saw someone she didn't expect.

She saw Homura Akemi, clad in what could only be described as a monochrome magical girl costume. On her left arm was a circular shield made of metal and on on her hand was a gen the glowed a harsh purple. "This will make the fourth time I've killed you." She said coldly.

She grew wide eyed at the statement. An urge to save the small creature seemed to well up inside the bluenette. Her mind was racing, thinking of a way to prevent the transfer student from taking the thing's life. Her eye's fell upon a fire extinguisher.

The raven-haired girl had the glowing gem pointed at the creature, cocked and loaded, so to speak. Right before she pulled the metaphorical trigger, a stream of cold air blasted her side, causing her to stumble.

Homura was dazed. Sayaka took that opportunity to grab the animal and run as fast as her legs could take her. Little did she know that the girl she blasted had anticipated her doing exactly that. Once the bluenette had ran out of view, Homura dispersed the cloud of carbondioxide around her and walked, strangely enough, in the opposite direction.

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Sayaka dashed for the exit but somehow slammed into Madoka halfway there. The two ended up bruised on the floor.

"Uuhf... Madoka? What are you doing here?" Sayaka asked while she rubbed her head with her free hand, finally noticing who she knocked to the ground. "You okay?"

"I think I'm okay..." Madoka, sprawled on the floor, struggled to get up. "and I should be the one asking you that. I thought you were going back to the cafe." She scolded.

"Yeah... about that..." She helped the pinkette up. "You see this little guy? I think he's magic. He can speak though your mind and that transfer chick she'd killed him multiple times"

Madoka eyed the animal in the bluenette's arms. "Sayaka, what is that thing...?"

"This thing is a magical creature. It HAS to be. That transfer student – the chick with the black hair and glasses – She was wearing this magical girl outfit and had this weird shield. She was talking to this thing like it could understand Japanese."

"I don't know..."

"Make a wish..." a voice resonated in the heads of the two school girls. "Become a magical girl... save me..."

At that exact moment, the world around them turned topsy-turvy, surreal looking flowers began sprouting everywhere. Several puff balls with legs began converging upon them from all around, thorns and scissors sticking out of them like appendages. Their faces were nightmare fuel, looking like crudely drawn attempts at realistic mouths and eyes. As they approached, they waved their scissors around, causing the sound of grass clippers to resound thoughout the dreamscape.

"Sayaka, what going on..." Madoka asked, clearly afraid.

Sayaka did know the answer... and for some reason... she didn't want one.

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Kyubey had, indeed, planted a grief seed to lure an unsuspecting contractee into danger. What he did NOT do, however was call out to Madoka Kaname. No. Instead, Sayaka Miki is his primary target in this timeline.

Should I attempt to prevent her from contacting? Will it even matter? As far as I can tell she is doomed to become a witch regardless of what she wishes for...

If I'm to defeat Walpurgisnacht, I may need her help...

Perhaps I should see what I can do to prevent her mental state from degrading. The rest would be up to Mami.

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That was chapter 4. Tell me what you think in a review... or not...