Chapter 4: Men, Angels, and Kids..WTF
Elsewhere, a girl moved the toy Bayonetta from Vigrid Station to the Holy City of Vigrid on the map.
"The abnormalities never seem to end." With an exasperated sigh, Bayonetta side-stepped a flaming ball of fire that had just tried to kill her.
One moment she was walking through the garden, the next she was dressed in these old dusty robes, standing in the middle of a battle. All around women were dressed in the same manner of robes as Bayonetta and were running past her, fighting The flying Angel with two dragon heads attached to the main body's face. The thing was floating around in the sky raining flaming fire balls at the witches like it was a game. One witch grabbed Bayonetta and dragged her along.
"What are you doing!? Let's go!" The witch shouted.
They both went for cover behind the rails to escape the onslaught of fire. The heat made Bayonetta sweat underneath the suffocating robes. Feeling the fire stop, both the witches started shooting non-stop at the Angel, hoping to kill one of the dragon heads before they could start firing again. Quick as whip though, the red dragon extended its long neck and opened its jaws, taking one of the fellow witches into its mouth.
Her screams terrified Bayonetta and she fought harder to survive.
"Watch out!"
She was pushed off to the side.
Time seemed to move slowly. Bayonetta could see the witch's terrified face as the dragon's teeth came nearer and nearer to her. She reached out to her and managed to grab a hold of her arm. Just as time seemed to drag, it suddenly quickened.
The creature's jaws tore at her body with such force that when the dragon's head pulled back Bayonetta fell down, clutching the bloody, severed arm of the witch she tried to save. The sight shocked her to the core. Fearing that her time had come, the witch gazed up into the Angel's face to see the dragons aiming another fireball at her.
Resigned to her fate, Bayonetta could only think about the family that she'd never get to see.
"Mummy save me!" She pleaded as the tears wouldn't stop pouring out.
Coming out of the hallucination was like being tossed into a deep sea and resurfacing, desperate for air. The motion sickness Bayonetta felt made her want to hurl. She had to steady herself on the wall.
She didn't know what happened or what that was, but it felt too real. Bayonetta could still feel the heat on her skin from the fire. The abrupt tears on her cheek ruined her makeup.
Bayonetta took a moment to regain her wits before pressing forward.
Bridges did always make her nervous and after the vision she just had, Bayonetta was weary of crossing one. The thing trembled from the falling rocks. The rocks blocked any escape she could have made.
Now who needed to escape when they literally had a creepy crawler coming after them?
Crawling on the cliff like a spider was another one of the divine instruments of Paradiso. Only this one liked chucking rocks instead of fireballs at Bayonetta.
Unlike her counterpart from the vision, she had no problem fighting and even chucked her very own rock at the creepy crawler. Bayonetta supposed the creep got tired of her because it threw the bridge with her hanging on it across the valley. Abandoning ship before it crashed, the witch jumped off the broken bridge, landing on a flight of stairs on all fours like a cat.
Coming back for more, the crawling creep smashed another bridge while trying to reach its prey.
Annoyed with the persistent thing, Bayonetta kicked it off the edge of a platform. While the creature was hanging on for its life she decided to summon Gomorrah to finish the dreadful thing off.
While her hair was creating the form of Gomorrah, the cheeky little monster tried to cop a feel.
Bayonetta knew she was delectable, especially while under dressed because of the magic, but trying to touch a lady without her permission was just plain improper. Smacking the impertinent thing's hand away, she told Gomorrah to go ahead and give it good smack for its transgression.
Delighting in her request, Gomorrah violently smashed the Angel into the wall, silencing any further movements from the creature and splashing blood and gore all over the wall. The lack of a fight let Gomorrah easily slide its food the down its throat.
"How tacky, I'll have to teach Gomorrah some better table manners. He simply splashes his food all over the place." Bayonetta grimaced.
Avoiding the blots of gooey liquid and miscellaneous objects proved difficult for her. The pretty new heels the witch sported had stains all over them now.
The shoe dilemma was put on hold as she felt a tug on her magic.
Looking up, Bayonetta saw the moon come out, but more importantly a motorcycle on top of a flock of Affinities was heading towards her. Once the bike landed, her eyes locked with the woman from the previous day. Spurring the engine on, Ruby Blonde made a great show of running over all the Affinities and hitting them with the rear end of her bike. In a way it was funny, but jokes aside Bayonetta wanted some answers from this woman.
"Fancy bumping into you here. Out to find some answers about your past, are we?" The woman breezily inquired. She looked down on me with a condescending smirk from the side of the building.
Magic.
This woman had to be like Bayonetta and she appeared to know her.
"You've quite the familiar face. And using the same powers. But you'll have to forgive me, do we know each other?" Bayonetta questioned. Hands on her hips, she started pacing around in anticipation of getting answers.
"Same powers!? Don't make me laugh. Your little dip in that lake has left you a bit rusty."
So Bayonetta was a joke to her? This woman was moments away from getting a bullet in the face for her smarmy trash talk.
"I've been high and dry for 20 years now. The only rust on me is from the lack of any real challenge. Perhaps you're up for the task."
Perhaps a good fight will loosen her lips and peg down that ego. Bayonetta's fingers were itching to grab her guns and fire.
"You've already disappointed me." Turning and sneering at me, the woman toyed with a golden in watch in her hands.
Looking down, Bayonetta saw that mine her's was missing. Violent thoughts of punishing her with one of her torture attacks entered her mind. Wanting it back, the black witch sprang towards the red one. Expecting the reaction, the Ruby Blonde threw the watch into the air. Pissed at her mistreatment of Bayonetta's most prized object, she landed on the woman's bike and fired a rain of bullets on her, only for the blonde to evade by jumping off the bike and grabbing the watch midair. She landed back on the bike.
"This is a moment I have long desired. But you've forgotten your destiny and wasted the past 20 years." The annoying blonde continued to wave the watch around in Bayonetta's face as if teasing her like a cat. Until she tired of the game and threw the watch back.
The black witch caught in it and put it he watch in its rightful place on her chest. Glaring at the woman through her glasses didn't seem to intimidate Ruby Blonde at all. The blonde mocked Bayonetta by pulling out a compact mirror and fixing her make up. Her unwavering confidence was really starting to grate on Baynoetta's nerves.
"You're right, I do seem to be having trouble remembering things of late. Would you be so kind as to take it from the top?" Bayonetta's honeyed voice seemed to have appealed to the woman after the fop decided to grace her with an answer as she was reapplying blush and lipstick to her face.
"Two overseers... The Eyes of the World. They are the power behind everything." Despite the nonchalance she tried to radiate, the words she spoke were heavy with an air of severity. Looking the black witch directly in the eye, the blonde thinly smiled maliciously.
Her face began to fade as Bayonetta felt something pushing its way into her mind.
Within the room the Umbra Elder stood in her imposing black robes, facing down the same woman from Bayonetta's dream. The blonde woman stood apart from all the other witches in the room including Bayonetta. She could only see the back of her, but every time the blonde moved, the twin buns on her head twinkled from the jewelry connected to her wraps. Her robes were of bright crimson, reminiscent of blood and rimmed with gold accents and jewelry.
How fitting since she would probably be covered in someone's blood after this ritual was over.
"Jeanne, as heir to the clan, the time has come for you to prove your right to fight under the Umbran name. You may select any opponents of your choice." The elder's voice rang loud and clear in the room, leaving no room for argument.
The entire Umbra clan had gathered together to witness the mantle of leadership being passed down to the Umbra Elder's granddaughter. Everyone had been expecting this day since the day Jeanne had been born. For the elder had been unable to produce a female heir herself. She had only birthed males.
Males were useless in the society of darkness. The best they could hope for would be minor apprenticeships with older witches in order to become assistants or alchemists. The birth of her sons left the seat of the Umbra throne empty until the elder's first-born son had a baby girl with his wife, their Jeanne.
Now Jeanne's destiny would truly begin. To prove her worth she had to defeat in combat, a witch of her choice. Usually one of the elder's apprentices would be chosen as a combatant.
"Then allow me to face the outcast." Jeanne's answer had caused an outrage among the witches. All the witches were either yelling or cursing at me.
Why would Jeanne do this, she knew this wasn't allowed. Jeanne's just trying to get Bayonetta in trouble again. She couldn't be serious!
"No! It is forbidden! The child is of impure blood. Challenging her would be a violation of our tenets of faith!" Echoing Bayonetta's thoughts, the elder instantly refused Jeanne's request. The blonde however, would not take no for an answer.
"It would not be the first time we have faced each other."
Oh no.
Jeanne just had to tell the elder that. Bayonetta swore that Jeanne must've likes seeing her get into trouble. She really was a sadist at heart.
Ignoring the cries of the elder and the other witches, Jeanne walked over to Bayonetta and stood her ground.
"Will you face me in this hallowed arena?" Jeanne's voice didn't waver at all. In the face of all the shouting and screaming, Jeanne looked completely calm and serious.
Thinking of how her brother would act in this situation, she put on a brave face.
"Well if I must, but I pray you've got a little something for me in return. You know, I'm very fond of stuffed animals." The words felt odd when Bayonetta said them but she tried to keep an air of confidence in front of Jeanne.
Like her brother said if she wanted to stop being the black sheep, she'd have to stop acting like it.
Awakening from the vision, the black witch was extremely disorientated. She expected to see that aggravating woman, only to see the glowing light of the moon.
"Jeanne…" The witch's voice was a mixture of confusion and sorrow.
Bayonetta didn't understand what she was feeling.
The light of the moon sang to her. Its luminous light made the magic in her body tremble and grow. The witch felt more powerful than ever before. Using Witch Walk, she climbed up the broken building and shakily moved on.
Only for a group of flying cherub faces to attack.
Could a girl get a moment to herself?
Recognizing these monsters as another Third Sphere known as Dear and Decorations, Bayonetta pulled herself together and drew on the power of the moon to rejuvenate herself for the battle.
The Dear and Decorations
Come on baby, one more dance
The red cherub angel split its face in four and shot molten fireball at Bayonetta. Dodging the attack activated Witch Time and gave her the edge she needed to shoot the smaller decorations out the air by allowing the itch to roll into a hand stand, bending her legs forward and spraying bullets all over. For the red Dear, Bayonetta jumped high in the air and aimed her descent at the angel. Nearing the monster's head, she twirled and used the leg guns to continually smash the Dear into the ground with bullets until it disintegrated into lights.
The pathetic fight was over before it even started.
Now that the fight was finished Bayonetta felt her magic rapidly returning to its normal range. Feeling the moon's rays disappear, the witch ran to to the other end of the building before the clouds could cover the moon entirely. After she reached the end of the building Bayonetta cast off the wall just as the clouds covered the moon. Letting gravity do its work, she fell to earth like a dark angel and landed on the ledge.
It was a nice landing.
A little further out and Bayonetta might've fallen into the ocean and broke her pretty neck on those jutting rocks.
Kicking open the large doors, she walked down the winding the street, noticing the two statues of the Sage and Witch again. At the end of the street the witch came across one of those odd door/walls again.
Bayonetta sighed at the absurdity of everything. The wall received a combination of punches and kicks. Like expected, the wall opened up, but then it closed again far to fast for her to pass.
She would need to be faster to get through.
Figuring this was like the previous challenge from the ruins Bayonetta headed back towards the statues and used Madame Butterfly's arms to lift the two statues. As the statues were lifted bolts of light came crashing down towards her. The witch evaded all of them at the last second and time slowed down with the activation of Witch Time. Making it back to the wall, the witch crashed into it with a powerful punch and used the momentum to race inside the wall before it closed and the magic ran out.
"Stop!" The security guard screamed.
He was chasing after a suspicious man who was quick on his feet. Said man was racing in between alleyways and people trying to escape from the persistent security guard. The most noticeable thing about the man was the curious blue scarf hanging from his neck and whipping through the air.
While running away the blue scarf man ended up bumping into a man carrying a bouquet of flowers, causing the fluorescent pink flowers to go flying through the air. Normally, the scarfed man would have apologized, seeing as the man was probably bringing those flowers to a special lady, but unfortunately he was being pursued.
"Ah!"
This time he had really done it. He bumped into a woman.
This time the scarf man had to take responsibility, no matter the consequences. Stopping and turning back around, he casually walked up to the woman while fixing up his clothes.
"Do you believe in fate? Fate brought us here together, and it will never tear us apart." The man recited.
Pulling his hood back, the man's wavy brown locks that were half up in a ponytail and half down, came flying out of his hood. He pushed his scarf back towards his shoulder. His light blue eyes locked onto the woman in front of him and he was astounded by her beauty. The young man had never seen anyone as beautiful as this angel.
The woman's hair looked like it was spun from pure gold with the way it was reflecting the sun rays. And her eyes, man her eyes! Those eyes looked like they were trying to decide if they should be completely green or blue. The combination created a pretty shade of aquamarine.
There was no freaking way the man could pass this gorgeous woman without getting her name.
Before he could ask for it though, that annoying security guard came charging at him and forcing the two apart. The poor guy had too much momentum and ended up falling flat on his face.
What a sucker!
"So my angel what's your name?" The scarf man winked before leaning forward and noticing that she had a cute mole beneath her eye.
The woman looked up at him in confusion. Seeing the guard getting back up, the man started backing up, intending to make a run for it after he got this maiden's name. In anticipation, he kept backing up, but kept his eyes on the girl.
He had to get her name.
"My name is Sigyn, but sir, you should stop walking…" The woman said.
A sweet voice too.
Sigyn really was an angel, even if she had a strange name.
Not paying attention to what she said, the man crashed into a wooden structure and fell to the ground with everything falling on top of him.
"What the hell?! Where did this shit come from?" He muttered.
Not wanting to look stupid in front of this woman, the man jumped up. He grabbed a rose and threw it to Sigyn to cover up his humiliation. Out of the corner of his eye he saw the guard coming after him again and sprinted off.
"Damnit! I said stop! I'm authorized to use deadly force! Fuck! Where'd that bugger go!?" The guard yelled.
An incoming car covered the scarf man's tracks and gave him a couple of seconds for a head start while the guard stood around looking for his target.
"Sayonara! Fate will bring us together again, you beautiful angel, Sigyn!" The scarf man cried. He raced off into the street swinging my arm up to use a wire to escape.
Time to continue his pursuit for a certain bitc..he meant witch. That word was no way for a man to refer to a woman, no matter how wretched the woman was.
After the man jumped down onto another street his laughter from the guard's antics stopped as a wave of perfume hit him. This smell was one he had engraved into senses from when he was a little boy after what happened to his Dad.
The smell brought back bad memories despite its sweet smell.
"Fleur de Cirey, Eau du Parfum. Such a wonderful floral bouquet, with its subtle hints of Rosemary. You know, in the language of flowers, rosemary equates to remembrance. Which doesn't quite equate to you, now does it, Bayonetta." The man casually remarked in spite of the boiling rage surfacing in his chest.
In another reality Bayonetta remained cloaked and out of sight.
He could swear he heard chuckling. The man threw off his borrowed robes to reveal he was wearing a brown coat. He pulled an object out of his pocket, hoping to catch Bayonetta off guard. Since he couldn't physically see her he pointed the camera towards a mirror and got a glimpse of her reflection in the mirror. He saw that she was standing right behind him.
The abrupt sounds of gunshots in the air scared the shit out of him.
"Shit woman! Will you stop that?!"
Turing around in fear the man quickly inspected his chiseled body to see if he was bleeding from any gun wounds. Thankfully, he was unharmed.
Think of all the girls back home that'd be upset to see an Adonis like him damaged.
"That little bug on Enzo was a nice touch. Seeing you here, I suppose it wasn't the only one. You've certainly bloomed, haven't you, my little Cheshire puss?" The voice the man heard was sultry, but he couldn't see anyone.
Jumping back, he felt something touch his arm. The feeling was weird and cold. Almost unnatural.
"I'm not your pet. The name is Luka. A name you better remember." His voice went from being playful to aggravated.
It was alright when Luka was playing these games, but when she started doing it, it really pissed him off. Especially since she could never get his name right and had the balls to refer to him as some cat.
Luka's tone must have pissed her off because next thing he knew, she tripped him. A sign then came out of nowhere and almost crushed him. He barely managed to dodge the sign.
That really set him off.
"Shit! Damn it! Wait! You can't just run away from me like that! I know what I saw that day!"
Thinking back Luka could remember that day like it was yesterday.
Luka was a little boy going on an adventure with his Dad. He only got to see him a few times throughout the year since Dad was always working and lived far away.
Or at least that's what his Mom said.
Mom didn't really like Luka spending time with Dad anymore, not after they got that "divorce thing". She thought he was a bad parent that filled Luka's head with silly stories.
But the little boy knew they were real. They just had to be.
Dad wouldn't leave him and Mom behind all the time if they weren't.
Running so Luka could catch up with his Dad, he grabbed the older man's hand since it was really cold and dark.
The little boy was scared of getting lost.
"Don't worry son we're almost there. You'll see. We're going to find something magical!" Dad's voice was really excited.
Luka hadn't seen him this happy before.
Dad stopped walking once we reached a lake in the middle of the forest.
"This is it! She must be at the bottom! Wait here Luka!"
The little boy sat down on a log while his Dad put on diving equipment so he could go swimming in the lake.
Minutes passed with Luka sitting by himself.
Dad had been gone for a long time now Luka really needed to go potty. He was cold and sleepy too.
This adventure didn't seem so fun anymore. Maybe Mom was right.
The sky got really light all of a sudden.
Was it morning time?
Standing up, Luka ran to the lake and saw it bubbling and turning purple.
"Dad! Dad! Dad!" He screamed.
He ran around, trying to locate his Dad. The ground started shaking. Luka lost his balance and fell onto his bottom. The lights got brighter until the little boy couldn't see.
But he heard his Dad's screams. Above in the sky, Dad was hanging in the air along with a lady glowing purple.
Luka thought she was really pretty, like a dark angel.
The woman opened her eyes and Dad's screams got louder and louder until his limbs were torn off.
The sky turned red. Everywhere there was red.
Except for that lady. She was still glowing purple without a scratch or any red on her.
"Dad.. Dad, where did you go?! Help me dad…there's red stuff all over. Dad!" Luka hiccuped, panicking from all the red liquid covering him.
"I know all about your kind. Sure, my colleagues laugh at me for chasing fairy tales, amongst other things, but I know they're real! I know the truth."Luka hissed.
That memory still haunted him to this day.
A feeling of dread overcame him and then he felt the wind shift.
"This smell... It's the same smell that clung to the air the day my father was murdered. Which means I'm right on your doorstep, Bayonetta!"
Luka pointed to where the smell was coming from. He could sense something was in front of him. The man heard another gunshot right next to him and jumped.
"I'll let you in on a little secret, Cheshire." That sultry voice filled the air again along with the sounds of gunfire.
Trying to keep out of the line fire, Luka sporadically moved around, hoping he wouldn't get hit with one of the bullets.
"The name is Luka." The rage in his voice was palpable.
Luka looked back to the mirror in hopes of seeing her. His hopes were dashed when a stray bullet shattered the mirror into millions of pieces.
"You need to hone your sense of smell, my dear. There's no rosemary in my perfume. After all, rosemary's a demon repellent."
With glass shattering all over the place, Luka ducked for cover. He could hear gunshots all over the place. Then the noise stopped. With no way of knowing if she was still there or if she left, all the man could do was shout.
"You only run away so fast because you've got something to run from... Me! But you can't escape me forever!"
Vowing to find her again, Luka ran off, using the wires again to escape before security got there.
Luka would never stop. Not until he avenged his Father's death.
Unknown to Luka, Bayonetta had been standing right next to him, hanging her head in silence.
"My goodness, she does like to cause a spectacle, doesn't she Nephew?" The golden haired woman Luka had previously met, walked into the square that was now empty.
All the people who had been there ran away in fear of the random explosions and gunfire.
Sigyn looked up and saw a hooded man casually sitting on one of the store railings. Her nephew floated down from the elevated height.
"This Bayonetta likes a spectacle. Who she was before didn't like causing scenes like this. It would bring too much attention to her. Yes, she was very much a wallflower." The man's voice was faraway. Remembering something from a time long ago.
Walking around, the man used his magic to repair the minor damage done in the square.
"Aren't you hot in that cumbersome robe? Why are you running around in it in the first place?" Sigyn pushed some of the hair that had fallen into her face, behind her ear.
The man stiffened before flicking his wrist and removing the hood. Turning around, he faced his Aunt.
"I'm wearing my robes for the same reason you are dear, Aunt. So that my face is not recognized. Ghost like us are not supposed to exist in the realm of mortals. We are simply the Overseers of Time."
The deep voice her nephew had always seemed to clash with his feminine face. Her Nephew had silky, silver hair, with one long strand hanging in the front and sharp blue eyes.
"You are the spitting image of your father." Sigyn muttered running her hands across his cheeks affectionately.
She remembered when he was just a little boy, running around the house naked with his sister.
"I aim to be everything that he is. Speaking of Father, he wants you to return back to him. The awakening of the Eye shall commence soon. I will continue guiding Bayonetta back to us." Her Nephew gently pulled her hand off his cheek. He opened a portal that would take Sigyn back home to her brother.
"Be gentle with your sister, Cerezo. Or you might end up pushing her away, rather than bringing her in."
Sadly, there wasn't anything Sigyn could do to help them recover her. She walked into the portal, hoping that their precious girl would return to them.
They had already lost so much over the long centuries. The heart could only take so much pain and suffering.
Through telepathy, Sigyn could hear Cerezo promising to look after his sister.
The morbid encounter with Luka left Bayonetta on edge. Not even pounding away at the new rolling wheeled Angels, called Enchants and some more Beloveds seemed to cheer her up.
Though the witch did manage to find another one of those records the Angels were so fond of leaving behind. Rodin was sure to pleased the next time she saw him.
Walking through the town seemed familiar to Bayonetta for reason. She could picture herself walking these streets with someone.
Bayonetta's eyes were drawn to a little bakery. The shop triggered something in her.
"Come on Sissy, you have to keep up if you want to get any sweets from the bakery!" A young boy with silver blonde hair and bright blue was calling out to her.
Wanting to catch up to him, she ran as fast as her little toddler feet could go, but ended up stumbling and fell to the ground. Her knees were scratched and the new dress Daddy had bought her was dirty now.
Why was she so clumsy?!
Feeling miserable, the little girl couldn't stop the hot tears from bubbling in her eyes and cascading down her pink cheeks.
"My dear, sweet child, stop your tears. Daddy has you now."A gentle voice cooed.
The little girl felt herself being lifted off the ground. She saw her brother choking back unshed tears in response to her own. She pushed her glasses up and rubbed at her eyes to stop the tears so she could see Daddy with clear eyes. Turing in her Father's arms, she saw that warm smile and loving blue eyes that matched her brother's.
Daddy's smile on his angelic face always made her feel safe and happy, just like Mummy's smile did. Even if Daddy wasn't smiling, he'd still look like an angel even with that funny, golden monocle on his right eye.
He told her that one day when she was much older and bigger he'd tell her why he wore it even though he didn't need it to see.
Blue eyes like the sky and flowing silver hair like the moon. Daddy and brother really were angels. They were nothing like her. The odd, dark haired child that was impure.
"Now my dears, let's hurry along we wouldn't want to keep your Aunt Sigyn waiting, would we? She might eat the entire store by herself before we arrive." Chuckling to himself, Daddy picked her brother up and carried both his children to the bakery.
The little girl's earlier sadness was quickly forgotten and replaced by joy. She never wanted her time with Daddy and her twin brother to end.
The memory was different from what Bayonetta had been experiencing.
It...had been nice. Bayonetta felt slightly better after seeing it.
It was infuriating how little Cheshire could have dampened her mood enough that her mind tried to cheer her up by supplying a cheery memory.
At the end of the road the witch ran into another door/wall and dealt with it the same way as the previous one. This one rebuilt itself into a bridge though. The bridge led to a large temple.
When she entered the temple, Bayonetta didn't expect anyone to be there, but she could hear the little pitter-patter of footsteps. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw something move behind the pillar. Walking over there the witch was surprised to see a little child. The child passed right through her since she was in the realm of Purgatorio. The witch created a portal and jumped through, landing in front of the little girl.
"Who's there? You've played enough hide and seek, my scurrying little friend." Bayonetta stared at the scittish girl. "Just a normal child? What are you doing running around Vigrid? You're certainly not dressed in your Sunday best." Inspecting the girl further, she gazed into a pair of innocent gray eyes.
"Hey get away from Sissy!" A high-pitched voice shrieked.
Something barreled into Bayonetta's leg. She loked down and saw another child with a whirlwind of silver hair.
"No don't hurt brother!"
Now the other brat was attached to her other leg. Looking into their faces caused Bayonetta to have another lapse into the past.
The floor was so cold.
The little girl didn't know how Mummy could stand being down here. When asked, Mummy said she couldn't leave because of the Elder's orders.
Why couldn't Mummy stay with her?
The little girl curled up even further into a ball, trying to warm herself up and stop the tears.
"Are you cold Sissy?"
Her twin brother curled up next to her and wrapped his arms around her. With him beside her, the little girl felt much warmer.
Her brother smelled like the sun. It reminded her of Daddy.
"Oh my sweets. You don't have to come down here every night. I know its cold. Mummy won't be angry with you two if you decide to sleep in the room, where you'll be safe and warm." Mummy pleaded sadly.
She reached through the bars of the cell and tried to soothe her daughter's tears by softly petting her head. Mummy hated seeing them sleep outside her cell, but their was no other way for the children to be with their Mother. She wasn't ever allowed out of her cell and the witches made sure the children were occupied throughout the day.
"No, I want be with Mummy and brother together! You'll be all alone if we leave."The little girl cried out.
Touched by the little girl's kindness, the mother continued petting her child's head.
"Mummy, will you sing that song again? It always helps Sissy sleep." The little boy drowsily asked.
Her brother was so sweet. He was always thinking of others before himself.
He always tried his best to look strong for her too, but he wasn't used to the cold like she was and was shivering even worse than the little girl.
Seeing the state of them brought tears to the Mummy's eyes. Reaching her other arm through the cell, she began petting her son's head as well while she sang the lullaby to help them sleep.
"Fly me to the moon and let me play among the stars. Let me see what spring is like on Jupiter and Mars. In other words…"
The vision ended.
The girl and boy were nowhere to be found.
Bayonetta guessed the higher-powers didn't want her to get lonely, so they sent her big shot Angels to keep her company.
The dragon head that came smashing through the glass caused another painful lapse.
"The Eyes of the World... The two overseers... What once was held in the hands of the witch clan shall now be held in ours!"
Outside was chaos. The angels were attacking.
Witches were scattered everywhere. Some dead, some alive, and some dying.
This was worse than hell.
Coming back to reality, Bayonetta was overcome with inexplicably rage.
This Angel in particular she had a grudge against. The witch may not remember what it did, but it was going to pay with its life.
Heading back to Purgatorio, Bayonetta went on a full on rampage.
The dragon head pulled back after receiving a multitude of punches and kicks. It pulled the entire temple with it. Bayonetta hung onto the floor of the temple using Witch Walk. She saw the other dragon head shoot a fireball at her.
As the ruined temple was flying through the air the witch jumped off the floor. In a show of herculean strength, she grabbed the edge of the temple and flung it at the fireball. The impact sent her flying through the sky to an unknown destination.
Elsewhere, the Bayonetta toy sat on a burning forest.