Fiona made her way back to Prussia with Sophie and Melina, and of course Oliver and Ulita as well. What she does not know is that Zantanel has met Remy, and it will become dangerous.
Sophie: (Yawns)
Fiona: Hahh..
Melina: Back to Prussia.. hm..
Oliver: ugh
Meanwhile
Remy: hmmm..
Zantanel: There you are… in Kornina…
Remy: Was I too late?
Zantanel: No.
Several years ago
The year 1380… Zantanel was born…
Zantanel: Wuaahhh..
At the moment when she was born… and her mother wanted to give milk to her baby… her mother died… her mother passed away…
Doctors: What the heck is going on here… Mrs. Kafka.. Mrs. Kafka…
Several years later
Unknown Child: These strawberries are so tasty... hehehe…
Unknown Mother: Yes... try the orange too…
Zantanel: huh….
She held one of the oranges…
Zantanel: hahh... mmm..
But… it rotted.
Zantanel: Huh..
Unknown Child: Look mom… look isn't that the girl you said was a curse..
Unknown Mother: Yes... that's her look... how the fruit died right after she touched it... she is a monster..
Vendor: Hey.. you didn't pay for that... you stupid brat..
Zantanel: I.. was hungry..
Vendor: You little brat.
He touched her arm… right at that moment… his skin became pale.
Vendor: Aaaaaaarghhh…
Blood came out of his eyes and from his mouth…
Splash!
He fell dead to the ground.
Unknown Mother: Aaaaaaaaarghhh..
Unknown Child: That is a monster.. kill her kill her!!!
Zantanel: No!.. I didn't want this…
She ran away… the people of the village attacked her… at that moment Hans Kafka appeared.
Zantanel: Hans.. help me... Hans!
Hans: Hmmm…. Wait… what is going on here..
Unknown Mother: She killed the vendor… Hans… you should kill this child…
Hans: Hmph.. kill?… Do you think this thing can be killed..
Zantanel: huh.
Hans: Hmm damn…
Unknown Mother: Just leave her in the cursed forest…
Hans: Good idea…
A few hours later
Hans: Here.. stay here… and never come back…
Zantanel: Hans!
Hans: Hmph..
He walked away.
Zantanel: ughh.. hahh..
The monsters slowly gathered…
Zantanel: ughh..
But… when they approached and one of them bit her… he fell dead to the ground… the monsters only stared at her… and then ran away.
Zantanel: huh…..
She looked around… there were some fruits.
Zantanel: hahhh… apple…
She took one… but it rotted.
Zantanel: huh... mmm..
(Chomp)
Zantanel: (Bleargh)... (blearghh!!)...
She fell to her knees on the ground in despair.
Zantanel: ...I only… want something to eat… even that is not possible…
How much she wished to taste those sweet fruits… she looked at them hanging on the tree… and she could only stare at them… hungry… the only thing she can eat are rotten things… whether fruits or animals.
A few days later
Hans: ughhh…. Zantanel!
Zantanel: Hans.. I am back..
Hans: ghh.
He pulled out his gun.
Zantanel: ...Papa?
Hans: Stay away you monster….
Zantanel: Papa... why...
Hans: You are a curse.. you are a monster.. be damned….. just die already you lowly creature!!!
Bang!
Zantanel: ugh…..
She fell to the ground, holding her arm.
Hans: Hahhh... hahhh..
Zantanel: Ghhhhh (Every time... every time… every time… I must suffer… while they happily… eat fruits… while they happily feel love… I cannot even… have a normal life… and they treat me like a monster… hahhh… if they want it so badly).
She stood up and touched his leg.
Hans: Nooooo.
Zantanel: Die!!!!!... Die!
He turned into… ash.
Zantanel: hahhh... huh..
The ash fell to the ground… she smiled.
Zantanel: Hahahahahaha.. hahahahahahahaha...
A few days later
Zantanel: ...I hate it when I see others happy… while I… am treated like a monster… the children who can feel their mother's warmth… their father's effort… eating fruits and animals… and I… I cry every day… this is not fair… if they truly want to see a monster… then they shall have it!!!!!… I will… (sob)... I will not rest until everyone leaves this village crying tears of blood!!!!!… they treated me like a monster… so they shall have one… I will be your pain and curse… so be it!!!!!
4 months later
Dark Umbrella
Dark Umbrella member: There is a village… that has been… corrupted…
Dark Umbrella member: What… are there any survivors?
Dark member: No… everyone is dead… no one knows how… but their skin was pale as if their energy had been drained…
That was the day when Zantanel… became the daughter of death.
End of the memory
Remy: Where are you taking me..
Zantanel: To the place… where you see… how we cursed ones are treated…
She opened a room.
Remy: ughhuh!
Zantanel: Hmmm... do you see that?... this place… full of graves… are the cursed ones who were killed by normal humans… about… forty thousand graves…
A huge number of graves… not even properly buried.
Zantanel: …90 percent of them… were only lightly cursed… people… no dangerous curses that could harm others… yet… they were killed… about half were children or teenagers… tell me… Remy… why do you still want to protect these people who treat us like monsters…
Remy: ugh..
Zantanel: While they sit comfortably… the cursed have to work so hard to save them… and that is the thanks?... by treating us like a lower race… no… it is time that we stand up and kill them!... that we… become the oppressors!
Remy: ugh….
Zantanel: This grave here… belonged to a girl named Lena… her curse was that plants grew from her back… but nothing happened if someone touched her… yet… they killed her… by burning her…
Remy: ugh.
Zantanel: That is how they are!... monsters... she is dead... and those monsters… do nothing… no… they are proud of it… they think they can kill anyone just because they are different… why do you still want to protect humans… who treat others badly because of their appearance… illness… and race!
Remy: ugh... but… killing them is worse…
Zantanel: Hahhh… maybe… but remember this… Remy… kill or be killed… that is how the rules of the forest work… eat or be eaten… the stronger survives… we… are better than them... they die of old age… many of us… can live much longer… they age… they are normal idiots!
Remy: huh..
Zantanel: The war… in your kingdom… the civil war… why do you think Havre attacked Etienne back then… why did they attack… it is simple… there were many cursed there… and they wanted an excuse… so… they used the civil war as an excuse and said they attacked it with nuclear weapons to end the war… but the truth is… because they could not stand the cursed… that is why… how many innocent people died because of that… they were willing to sacrifice their own people!!!! Why do you want to protect them!
Remy: ugh…
Zantanel: Hehehe… you seemed frustrated yesterday... what happened?
Remy: Hmmm... changing the subject huh…
Zantanel: You could say that… I want to help you… Remy…
Remy: mmm..
She leaned her shoulder against him.
Zantanel: You know… actually… you should die when I touch you… so I am… confused… rarely have there been humans who did not die from my touch… that means your curse… protects you from me…
Remy: Hmmm?
Zantanel: Only cursed ones can touch me… but not everyone… it depends on the curse… apparently… you have a curse that protects you from it…
Remy: Hehehe… then I must thank the curse… after all I can touch a beautiful woman like you…
Zantanel: ugh… hehehehe… are you seriously flirting with me right now?... be careful… I can be really dangerous…
Remy: I understand what you mean about how we cursed… mages… and stellaron are treated… but… is that really a reason… to let innocent people die?
Zantanel: Sacrifices are necessary Remy… sacrifices are necessary… if you want to win a marathon… you must come first… but to do that… you must destroy the dreams of the other runners… to survive a war… you must shoot the enemy soldier… and their family will suffer… that is life… if you want to achieve your dreams… you simply must destroy the dreams of others… isn't that right Remy…
Remy: hmmm..
Zantanel: Hm?
Remy: And what about the cursed… and mages and stellaron who risk their lives for normal people?
Zantanel: Like in Dark Umbrella you mean?... hahahahahaha… those people… are traitors… at least if they stand in my way…
Remy: Hmmm..
Zantanel: Why do you know someone who works there... someone who means something to you or at least someone you know?
Remy: Yes… her name is Fiona…
Zantanel: Ohh.. hehehehe… I see… listen… Remy… as long as she does not stand in my way… I will do nothing to her… surely… she has suffered a lot… tell me… is she someone you consider trustworthy?
Remy: She is strict... serious… but… kind… but… it is hard to become friends with her… also she gets angry about almost everything…
Zantanel: Oh... is that why you were like that yesterday… is she the reason..
Remy: You could say that... I did not want her to be in danger... and… I shot her in the leg… and accidentally… hit part of her… you know…
Zantanel: (sweats)… alright… that… is understandable… I mean… that must hurt like hell…
Remy: I know… that was not my intention…
Zantanel: Hahhhh… Remy… you are a detective right?
Remy: Yes.
Zantanel: You can be a detective for us… I have no problem with that…
Remy: Why do you want me to join you…
She smiled lightly… then she sat on a chair… and leaned on her hand.
Zantanel: Well… somehow… I find you interesting…
Remy: Huh?
Zantanel: Long story short… I like you…
Remy: Huh…
Zantanel: Come with me… Remy… I know you are afraid… but I will not hurt you… come with me…
Remy: hmm… Zantanel… Kafka… your curse… everyone you touch dies… right?
Zantanel: Yes… I am… the daughter of death…
Remy: What?
Zantanel: You heard correctly… my mother was a human though… how that happened… hehehe… I have no idea… only my father knows… my curse makes me kill anyone who touches me… even cursed, mages and stellaron can be affected… of course there are exceptions… like you for example…
Remy: …that… must have been hard for you right?
Zantanel: Hahh… yes… even when eating… I cannot eat what you eat… because it rots… but… I can eat rotten things… even humans…
Remy: ughh… you eat humans?
Zantanel: Not really… no need to worry… only if I feel the urge… I mean… if I lose control…
Remy: Hmmm…
Zantanel: What do you say Remy?
She stood up and held his cheeks… her hands… were surprisingly warm.
Zantanel: Will you come with me?... I will never shout at you… or be angry with you… come with me…
Remy: I understand... you are interested in me… because you can touch me and I can touch you right?
Zantanel: mmm…
Remy: It is alright… I think I can understand that… you probably rarely felt something like that…
Zantanel: hmm..
Remy: Alright… I will join you…
Zantanel: ughh.. really that fast?
Remy: Yes… I will join you… but you said I would be your detective… how exactly?
Zantanel: Hahahahaha... very simple… you investigate the cases where a cursed person is murdered… similar right?... oh and mages and stellaron too if you want… they are our friends… they are not cursed… but they are not treated well either…
Remy: Ok…
Zantanel: I knew you would not disappoint me… hehehe… then come… Mr. Detective…
She walked ahead.
Zantanel: You should know… that I actually did not found this group…
Remy: Who did then?
Zantanel: It was another cursed one named Friedrik Eckengrubber…
Remy: hmm..
Zantanel: I took over the group when he met me…
Remy: I see…
Zantanel: Remy… whatever you need… I will be there for you then…
Remy: ok…
Zantanel: So… we are here…
Remy: huh?
Zantanel: This is one of our bases… oh… the leader of this place is Sandybell Willerein… be careful… she is quite strict despite having such a cute name…
Remy: Ok…
They went inside.
Sandybell: huh?... oh... boss… you are here…
Zantanel: Hello Sandybell… this here is our new member… a detective… his name is Remy Thomas… and… I can even touch him… he is cursed in a way that protects him from my curse…
Sandybell: Huhh... I see…
She had long orange hair.
Sandybell: And… what do you plan to do with him?
Zantanel: He will investigate things for us now… simple as that…
Sandybell: I see…
Zantanel: Oh yes… how is Veronica?
Sandybell: hmm?... Hmph… she is still in a coma…
Zantanel: I see… it has almost been two weeks…
Sandybell: Yes…
Remy: Hmm?
Meanwhile
Ulita: Hmm..
Ulita, Oliver, Melina, Sophie and Fiona were in the train… but Fiona sat somewhere else on the right side while Ulita, Oliver, Melina and Sophie were on the left side.
Unknown Woman: hmmm…
Fiona: (silent)
Unknown Man: Hahh…
A man was sleeping in the middle… while he slept… he fell onto the woman's shoulder… she got angry and pushed him away… he woke up.
Unknown Woman: Tsss..
Unknown Man: Sorry…
Unknown Woman: Freak..
A few minutes later it happened again… she pushed him away again… this time he did not wake up… he was probably very tired… then again and again.
Unknown Woman: Tssss..
Fiona: Hahh..
Before the man could fall onto her shoulder again… Fiona held his head and gently pulled him onto her shoulder so he lay there.
Unknown Woman: Does he belong to you?
Fiona: Yes sorry… he is tired…
Of course that was not true.
Sophie: huh?
Ulita: Hmm is something wrong?
Melina: What is Fiona doing there?
Oliver: hmmm.. is she taking care of him?
Fiona simply let him sleep on her shoulder while she sat there and sewed something.
Ulita: I hear sewing..
Sophie: Yes... Fiona is doing that... but for whom…?
Melina: Oh… that must be my sock... but… when did she find it?
Tschut Tschut!
A few minutes later
The man was still sleeping on her shoulder… and yet Fiona did not complain… she simply let him rest there… whenever he twitched she briefly stroked his head and continued sewing… he was a young man… probably not even 20… exhausted from work… he smelled like coal… his clothes as well… probably a mine worker… even though Fiona pretended she did it so the woman would stop pushing him… she actually did it out of pity… because she noticed the boy was very young and yet had to work because of poverty.
Unknown Woman: Tssss…. What is a dirty mine worker doing here…. he doesn't smell good… nor is he valuable… and you young lady you say you know him… but you wear very elegant clothing…
The woman looked at Fiona.
Fiona: hahh.. he is… my neighbor…
Unknown Woman: Huh…. you shouldn't let a filthy farmer lie on your valuable clothes…
Fiona: It is fine… in case you did not notice… you are warming yourselves right now with this coal device… do you know where the coal comes from?... from people like the boy here… whom you called worthless… even though he helps people like you… stay warm… with that coal…
Unknown Woman: Tssss... so what… he should have paid more attention in school…
Fiona: Not everyone has enough money for school… sadly that is how it is…
Unknown Woman: Hmmm… and what do you work as?
Unknown Man: (Cough)… mmm..
Fiona: That is none of your business…
Unknown Woman: Hmm?... Hmph… oh don't tell me… that you are a couple?
Fiona: No… he is clearly younger than me… also we are not together…
Unknown Woman: And yet… you let this dirty farmer lie on your shoulder… he coughs the whole time… his nose is runny and he keeps sniffing… he is ruining your clothes…
Fiona: Hahhh… so what?... could you please leave me alone now… you say he annoys me… but the only one who annoys me is you… with your annoying voice and unbelievable contempt for people who work hard while you only use your backside for sitting… or for other purposes…
Unknown Woman: Ugh.. (Turns red)... you are really… disrespectful… hmph…
She stopped talking to Fiona… the boy twitched again… he was probably cold.
Unknown Man: (Cough)... hahhh...
Fiona: Hmmm..
She looked at Melina.
Melina: hmm.?
Fiona: Melina.. please give me my jacket that is next to you..
Melina: Oh... yes..
She handed it to her… they were not far away after all.
Melina: Here.
Fiona: Thanks.
She placed it over his back… he stopped twitching.
Melina: Huh….
Sophie: Fiona has really changed…
Oliver: Wow… how cool… I didn't know Lady Mystery was so kind…
Sophie: Hahh... Fiona normally is someone who doesn't show it when it comes to caring… well… but… I think everyone knew that it was because she always looks so cold…
Melina: hmm..
Melina: hmmm..
Ulita: huh…. say… how long until Prussia?
Melina: Half an hour… until Prussia.
Half an hour later
Unknown Man: (Coughs).. mmm... huh?
He opened his eyes.
Unknown Man: So warm… huh… wait... what...?
He stood up… Fiona got slightly startled.
Unknown Man: Oh… sorry… I am so sorry.. Madam… I am so sorry…
Fiona: um... it is alright… no need to worry…
Unknown Man: Did… I… sleep long?
Fiona: You slept about 40 minutes or 30 minutes on my shoulder…
Unknown Man: ughh…
Fiona: And that is actually my jacket…
Unknown Man: ugh… Madam… why.
Fiona: Call me Fiona… also you were tired…
Unknown Man: Ughh…
Fiona: Hmm.. I have to get off soon… could you give me the jacket please.. um... what is your name?
Unknown Man: My name is Lukas… ugh.. yes here is your... jacket.
He gave it to her.
Lukas: I am… sorry.
She smiled slightly.
Fiona: It is alright.
Lukas: oh… ok thank you.