TRIGGER WARNING!

Erza hurried, almost dragging Mira behind her. She heard footsteps coming and opened a closet before shoving Mira in and closing it back. She blinked when she saw a boy with black hair. The two of them stared at each other for a long time; him looking at her as if he had seen a ghost and her just staring with an emotionless face with a hint of confusion. She felt like she knew him, but her memory was seriously all over the place. She knew her memory problems had to do with being in that chamber for all that time.. However long she was in there. She tried to match a name to his face, to his stance, to his being with the lot of them swimming around in her mind. Alzack?

No.

No, it started with a K. She was sure of it. She racked her brain, searching for a name that started with K that matched him. Her eyes closed as she searched, searched hard. She knows him. SHE KNOWS that she knows him! Before she even knew what she was saying a name came out of her mouth, "Karkat...?" She opened her eyes back, watching his grip tighten around his sickle. He looked at her, cautiously.

"Erza? Is that really you?" The redette stared at him,"...Yeah" His body seemed to relax, lowering his guard just a bit, which seemed to relieve her because she exhaled when the tension decreased. "But... You were dead... Amos had you executed for treason" Her russet orbs met his dark ones. "No.. I was.. Trapped.. In some kind of chamber. It seemed that our dearly beloved king faked my death" She sighed a bit and crossed her arms. "He's planning something, but I don't know what" Karkat forced back a smile,"Well, I'm glad it's you, regardless of the circumstances.."

The redhead returned his smile, but it faded as she heard another set of footsteps approach. She turned her head as he came to a complete stop. His expression was unreadable.. Then it seemed to gain a harshness to it. He walked forward, holding the sharp end of his sword to her chest. "There you are!" The brown eyed woman stared at him with wide eyes. There was something about this situation that broke her heart and made her want to cry, made her feel betrayed. The black haired solider's eyes widened as well.

"Dave! What the grim fuck are you doing?!" He screamed at the blonde, sounding rather frantic and panicked. The blonde that Karkat called "Dave".. She felt like she was remembering something about him, but she felt a pang of pain in her head when she tried to search for something that could explain this sorrow that was washing over her. She put a hand to her head as Dave glanced at Karkat. "She's an impostor, Karkat. Anything she's told you is a lie! She tried to pull the same trick on me" The scarlet haired female looked at him with a pained look in her brown eyes, doing her best to make sure he didn't see as the two of them began arguing.

She sighed, deciding to put an end to their bickering. She stepped in between them, blocking them from seeing each other. She faced Dave, turning his blade so the tip was pointing at her chest, a place it would go straight through her heart. She stared straight into his eyes, a emotionless look on her face as her words came out. "If you truly believe that I'm an impostor.. Then do what you must" She released the blade, her hand going to her side. The blonde stared at her for a long moment, completely caught off guard by them. He had begun to believe that this was really his Erza.. But he knew it wasn't. She was dead. He scowled as he thrust his sword forward...

"Cana" The auburn haired boy called, trying to get the brunette's attention. "Hey, Cana... You alright? You don't look so well..." The dark haired bartender opened her eyes, a quiet high pitched ding being faintly heard as she did. She looked at Davesprite. "Something's wrong" She hopped over the counter and looked at him straight in the face. "If I don't come back you know what to do" She rushed toward the door. "W-Wait! Cana! Where are you going?!" The woman knew that he was probably panicking.. She was the only person who knew his secret, who he was closest to. "CANA!" She was down the street before he even opened the door to stare after her.

Mira watched everything through the closet. Could she really hide in here and let Erza, her only ally in this, die? She felt heart beat quicken. She heard it beating harder. She could hear the pounding in her ears, and feel it in her chest like it was about to pop straight out and onto the ground. No. She couldn't let her die, especially not by the hands of Dave Strider! She put her hand on the door, preparing to open it and bust out of the closet...

Dirk had went rushing to find Dave. If he seen Erza, there was no telling what would happen.. Well.. If that was really her. If it was some ghost or shapeshifter or something.. Dave could be reckless.. So reckless that his life would be taken away from him. He arrived just in time to see "Erza" standing there. Dirk rushed forward and tried to grab the sword from Dave as the other blonde advanced his sword to the woman's chest. He missed. Dirk's heart stopped for a moment...

Clank..

Dave's sword dropped the the ground and he hung his head with shame. "I...Can't do it..." A part of him believed that this woman infront of him without a doubt was his Erza, no doubt. Another part knew it was some kind of trick. Despite the knowing part, she acted enough like Erza to convince his heart that it was her. He looked at her, a fierceness in his eyes but the look on her face..killed him a bit on the inside..but the words that she said did a whole lot worse to him. "I'm sorry that I'm such a burden to you.."

She turned away from him, the pain welling up in her eyes and blurring her vision. Tears. She wiped her eyes and walked to a window. She pulled herself up with ease, the way only someone with years of physical training could do, and put her feet down and stood up, hand on the side. She was just the right height to stand in the long window without hitting her head, actually a few inches from it. She looked out at the darkened Earth, then at the moon. "What are you doing?" She glanced back at Dave, hearing his question. She gave a faint smile. "You're better off believing I was dead.." She looked back at the Earth, stepping toward that edge of the window.

Her heart begun to beat faster, but there was a pain there, too. A pain for having him watch this and playing it out more then she should. "For what it's worth, Dave... I still love you.." She glanced back down out the window and stepped off with out a second thought...