"Some party, huh Luna?" Rania Lorpar – Also known as the Dark Magical Girl Morgana Ravena - chuckles, tugging at the wide brim of her witchy hat as she sips from her cocktail.

What a party it is. The Heavenly Imperial club's been entirely booked out. Every single Dark Magical Girl in the city's received an invite to this shindig, and complimentary catering as well. Booze has flowed as freely as water. Among other things.

The club's never looked as alive as it is right now. The neon glow cast by holographic projections skitters across the walls. Strobing laser lights illuminate the dance floor, making it come to life. Bubbly, happy, and definitely lustful music fills the air.

And then, of course, there's the help.

Rania watches a catgirl maid saunter on by, holding a tray full of hors d'oeuvres, and licks her lips upon seeing the maids short, short skirt hike very briefly up her tail, exposing her quivering buttocks. What delicious treats the host of tonight's party has laid out. The serving staff do make for some delicious eye-candy.

It's a pity most of them are too developed for Rania's tastes. Although there are a few who have delightfully flat chests and young features...

Lune Luna glares at Rania, positively bristling. "The fuck are you talking to me for, you pedo?"

"Just making small talk," Rania takes a light sip from her champagne.

"Tch," Luna snorts, then goes back to chugging down entire tankards full of mead. "At least the booze is free, Thor be praised. It almost makes it worth putting up with the rest of you bitches."

"Well, that's hurtful," a new voice chimes in, and Rania perks up.

"Eeey~! Fractal! Fracky-wacky-" Rania coos, causing Fractal Shard to wince.

"Don't call me that Morgana," Fractal Shard whines, letting out the most adorable huff.

"I'll call you whatever you want if you let me between your thighs, Fracky-wacky – Ow!" Fractal Shard punches Rania in the upper arm, and Rania rubs her shoulder gingerly. "That hurt!"

"Pedo deserves it," Luna grumbles.

"She isn't a minor, she just looks like an underdeveloped child. Which makes her a legal loli. Which means-" Rania begins before Fractal Shard cuts her off.

"Which means I'm putting Luna between me and you, thank you very much," Fractal Shard grumbles. "Hi Luna. You mind if I use you as a human shield?"

"… 500 credits and I'll consider it," Luna holds up her hand.

"Done," Fractal Shard deposits a few bills in Luna's hand. "That's half up front. Pleasure doing business with you."

"Mmh. Pay me the rest when the night's over or else."

"Now that's hurtful," Rania protests.

"I disagree."

"Gyah!" The entire group of Dark Magical Girls jolt to attention as Nocturna Eden appears out of the shadows. Literally. She just phased into existence, from nowhere.

"Good evening, lasses," Nocturna Eden nods, something approaching a smile flickering across her scarred visage.

"… Evening," Luna drawls, settling in her seat, favoring the veteran with a curt nod.

"Miss Eden," Fractal Shard says respectfully.

"Nocturna," Rania tips her hat to acknowledge Nocturna's presence. "… I thought you and the other bigwigs had a private booth for this shindig. Didn't expect you to be slumming it with the rest of us plebs. What gives?"

"I find myself with questions that require answers from a different perspective. Tell me, do any of you know who's hosting tonight's festivities? Who their serving staff are?" Nocturna asks.

"Some corpo-cunt based out of Terminus City, last I heard," Rania shrugs. "Weird owner of a biotech firm or something. Don't think any of us care, I think most of us are just here for the free booze. Isn't that right, Luna?"

"Damn straight," the wolf-girl raises her mead in a mocking salute. "Free booze is free booze, doesn't matter if a corpo-cunt's paying for it."

"… I see," Nocturna's lips thin. "… So none of you know anything else?"

Fractal Shard shakes her head. Luna shrugs. Rania also shrugs.

"Not really? We just got the invites a week ago," Rania says. "… Why?"

"I don't know myself. I just thought I sensed… I thought that there was a familiar presence… It's probably nothing. Forgive the ramblings of an old woman. I'll let you enjoy the rest of your evening-"

That's about when the song switches. New lyrics start blaring over the speakers.

The lights shift. Pink fills the room. Projected pink hearts, pink streamers, pink smoke from smoke machines overhead. Rania coughs and gags as the cloud billows over her, filling her nostrils with a heady spicy-sweet scent that's oh-so familiar -

"Aw shit," Luna groans. "Her."

"Oh…" Nocturna Eden breathes out. "Well then, I suppose my suspicions were correct."

"…" Rania freezes as she puts two and two together. "… No way. No fucking way."

"What? What the heck's going on?" Fractal Shard asks, but the poor Dark Magical Girl's question goes unanswered.

"Hey, hey~!" A new voice cheers. Spotlights switch on, focusing on a figure hovering near the ceiling. "What's up, New Vegas~! I'm back~! Gosh it's so good to be back~!"

A sensual, seductive succubus descends from on high, carried by her leathery bat-like wings. She affects a twirl and a girlish giggle as she floats to the ground, posing in order to show exactly how much skin she's baring. She's sex on legs, this girl, from her delicate feet all the way up to the knowing smile on her pink lips and the way her even pinker eyes sparkle.

And just the sight of her makes a twinge of fear crawl up Rania's throat, turning her mouth dry. And judging by how hushed the crowd suddenly becomes? Well, Rania's not the only one that's feeling spine-chilling tingles.

One tends to feel that way when they're being confronted by an apex predator after all.

"Aw fuck, it's Void Heart," Luna groans.

"Oh no, it's Void Heart," Rania says numbly. She rubs her eyes in an attempt to dispel this particular waking nightmare, hoping beyond hope that what she's seeing is just a delusion.

… Nope. It isn't. It really is Void Heart, in all of her bubbly succubus glory.

Aw, shitty titties.

"It really is Void Heart…" Nocturna Eden murmurs, a fond smile creasing her lips.

"… Who the fuck's Void Heart?!" Fractal Shard demands, but she's ignored.

"Are we having fun?!" Void Heart asks as she alights on the stage positioned right in the center of the club, right underneath the main holographic displays. "Can I get a hell yeah? Oops, pardon my language – A heck yeah! Gosh I'm so silly… Like, what a party, am I right you guys? Wow I can't believe so many of you came to my shindig. Like – Blaze! Blaze Inferna, is that you? Gosh it's been so long – Hey, hey! Can we get spotlights over on Blaze?"

Lights flick on, illuminating Blaze Inferna and her hapless mortal attendant. The Dark Magical Girl lawyer flinches, raising her arm as if to block out the lights shining on her.

"There she is! Blaze Inferna, everyone! Best lawyer I ever had. I'll admit I'm damning her with faint praise though. We all know how crooked lawyers are. And Blaze, well, Blaze was as crooked as crooked gets! I still remember that time I defenestrated her when she tried to cheat me on a contract," Void Heart chuckles darkly. Blaze Inferna visibly swallows, a flicker of atavistic terror flashing across her face, and Rania checks that mental box off of her list.

Hot? Check. Very hot to the point where even Rania would be interested in burying her face between those breasts if she weren't so crazy? Check. Crazy, vindictive, and absolutely deranged? Checkamundo. Yep, that's definitely Void Heart.

She's really back in New Vegas.

Oh god, Void Heart's back in New Vegas. Wet dream of many Dark Magical Girls in Terminus City, an absolute certified psycho, and the source of a massive ongoing conundrum most Dark Magical Girls in the know have to grapple with because of her existence.

If crazy, why hot?

That's the Void Heart dilemma in a nutshell.

"So sad that you couldn't fly as well as you lied, Blaze. Your bones looked like they healed up nicely though! And your cuts – It's amazing your skin's that silky smooth considering how torn up you were by the glass. And my nails. And the fall. Hmm-hmm, how many times did I cut you again, I lost count…! And Morgana! Morgana Ravena everyone!"

Rania flinches as the spotlight's turned on her. Uh-oh.

"Oh wow, you're with Luna? Didn't think that would happen. Whatever~! Hi Morgana! Hi Luna! Sorry for nearly disemboweling the two of you that one time~!" Void Heart natters on. "In my defense though, you two were getting in my way-"

"F – Fuck off demon!" Luna yells, ears flattened and tail practically standing on end. The wolf-girl's growling as well, letting out panicked low-pitched whining noises. Almost like she's whimpering out of fear.

"Goodness, how crass. Language, young missy!" Void Heart scolds, waggling her finger as if Lune Luna's nothing but a small puppy. "So rude. Moving on then, who else, who else… Oh. Oh my. Is that who I think it is?" Void Heart asks. "Nocturna, darling, is that you?"

"Good evening… Void Heart," Nocturna says, audibly hesitating for a moment. Probably struggling not to address Void Heart by her civvie name. "It's good to see you again."

"Aw, you too~! We'll catch up later, okay?" Void Heart makes a V-sign with her fingers and winks flirtatiously in Nocturna's direction, and Rania has to suppress the urge to face-palm when Nocturna blushes.

… Right. The two old bats know each other like that...

... Gag. That's a mental image Rania didn't need in her brain. Not in the slightest...

"Now, hmm, where was I. Oh right! I was just announcing why I'm here! Why I'm throwing this shindig! And maybe why I've been letting some of you feel up my pets," Void Heart chuckles, even as a few panicked-looking Dark Magical Girls start hastily stepping away from the maids they were ogling. Or molesting. "No touching, by the way. Looking is fine, but touching isn't. And, well, we remember what happened to the last person who dared to touch my things don't we~?!"

Rania thinks about that incident, remembers watching Cruor Hemis' naked, cum-stained and defiled body getting staked out on the plaza, and cringes. Right. The maids are off-limits then. Thank goodness Rania never laid her hands on them.

"I'll be talking with you all... Later. Now, where was I? Oh yeah. I'm just here to announce a couple of things. The first?" Void Heart claps her hands together merrily, bouncing on the balls of her feet, even as she pulls out a… A pregnancy test? The display above Void Heart lights up, displaying an zoomed-in image of the pregnancy test in Void Heart's hands. Two lines, which means-

"I'm pregnant!" Void Heart proudly declares.

Silence. Complete, total silence, only broken by one frantic whisper.

"Oh, fuck," Luna hisses.

"Seriously, who the fuck is-"

"Shut up if you want to live, Fracky-wacky," Rania hisses, her heart raises. Oh, fuck, this isn't good. Void Heart's spawned?! Who the hell was dumb enough to give her a child? Or maybe she impregnated herself…

That makes things so much worse. Oh god, Void Heart's spawned. Sound the horns, the apocalypse just arrived.

"And there's another thing of course..."