It's only been 2 days that Snow has been asleep, but for Victor Sterling, each passing day was like a count down to doomsday.

The day that Victor would snap.

In Sterling, the twins received their weekly report about Snow.

"I really should cut off your allowance..." Their father sighed.

"Then we'll ask mother!" The Twins said happily.

"Then can you stop stalking the Princess? It's creepy. Even for me," their father asked, concerned.

"It wasn't our idea," Reinel defended.

"It was the Circle's idea!" Renèe laughed.

The Circle consisted of Dean Sterling, Leonard Fantasia, Alexandra Everhart, Elliot Everhart, Sierra Cheney, and the twins. Aka, Snow's inner circle.

The Twins were in charge of reports that they would send to the other members.

"It's not like you can stop all of us," Renèe smiled, reading the report.

Renèe froze. "What is it, Ren?" Reinel asked, taking a look at the scroll.

Rei hissed in anger when he saw that report.

Ren's fangs shone with a shiny coat of venom, wanting to sink them into his new found prey.

Liam quickly snatched up the scroll and wrinkled his nose in displeasure.

"Be quick and send this to your little circle. Their reactions will be quite interesting," Liam glared at the paper.

"Yes, father," the twins hissed, taking out the magic lighter that would instantly send copies of the scroll to the members of the Circle.

Once word spread, the twins made their way to Slade in the guise of meeting their mother.

Dean could do nothing but send the Knights that his sister trained.

Leonard and Lennon made their way to Slade with Sierra tagging along.

And the Everharts sent supplies like herbs, candies, crystals, and powerful weapons to the knights that Dean sent.

But little did they know that Slade had successfully closed the border the moment they caught wind of their arrival.

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Flare let me come into the house to see Roxas, Aerial and Drake.

I walked into their shared room and saw three faint orbs of light.

One yellow, one translucent, and one dark orb.

"This is... Their original form..." I said, amazed.

The form I first saw them as. But much weaker, less solid and more translucent.

"It will take time for them to fully recover. Spirits recover in three stages. Original form, puppet form, and persona form," Flare explained.

"What's persona and puppet?" I asked confused.

"Puppet is when we turn into our humanoid form but lack any personality, life, and recognition. And persona is like recovering from amnesia, they slowly start to fully recognize and their true personality shines through," Flare explained.

"And what of my elemental magic?" I asked mechanically.

I didn't want to ask such a question. I was more worried about the spirits than my magic, but I needed to know my own state as well...

"It will be weaker than usual without the designated spirits, the weakness will in fact be noticeable, but you'll know your limit when you feel it," Harley answered.

"... How were we so weak against such a measly man?" I asked, practically spitting venom.

"Our spirit forms are pure magic, naturally, it would be hard to get near him without dissappearing," Glade huffed.

"And unlike before, Stormy. Your physical body is weak, because you depend on magic to strengthen yourself," Sylar explained.

"So I was reduced to my physical body? But beasts are naturally strong!" I said in shock.

"Compared to human standards. But to a grown beastman, you're just a 13-year-old girl, who's stronger than an average female beast," Harley growled.

"Easily enough, we just need to train your physical body," Lumiere comforted.

"But how? My magic is automatic..." I sighed.

I began to feel my head ache, and the world spin. I was waking up.

"We haven't time. Your father is waiting anxiously," Rafael exclaimed hurriedly.

"We'll see you in your next slumber, Stormy," Sylar said plainly, pushing me backwards into a black hole...

Next thing I know, my eyes flutter open and I'm greeted by the light blue and gold ceiling of the Slade palace.

"Snow... Snowflake... Father is sorry... I'm so sorry," Father cried in relief, hugging me.

"I'm fine, father. I've survived worse remember?" I laughed lightly.

He frowned at my happy response.

"Are you... Not angry, Snowflake? Not sad or afraid?" He asked concerned.

"... I don't... I don't exactly have the luxury of such emotions," I smiled.

"... Right, my Snowflake. Just know. Father is here, mother is here. If it's ever too much, you don't need to hide from us. No one should ever have to keep those emotions buried deep," he comforted as my eyes pricked with tears.

No one should ever have to... That's certainly not how Alicia was raised. What an embarrassment Alicia is... Don't cry they said. Don't cry because it's your fault...

Then one day, they say, I have no emotion... I have no empathy... But what would they expect?

Don't be angry, don't cry, you have no right to be depressed... It's my fault... You can't be angry at them. You owe them everything...

Stop. No. I couldn't stop the memories from flooding me.

Why? I don't need them! I'm not Alicia, I'm fine...

I burst out crying, old wounds opening up.

"It's alright, Snowflake. Cry as much as you want to, I'm right here," Father soothed me.

None of this was supposed to matter... Why is it coming up now?

Mother arrived to see my sorry state.

"Oh, honey. Mother's been so worried about you, are you alright?" she asked worriedly, checking me over.

Then her fox ears pricked up. She seemed to have picked up a scent.

"Victor, darling, out of the room please," Mother said suddenly.

"W-What? But she just woke up--," he started but mother pulled him up and dragged him out.

"I'll explain later, now shoo!" she screamed.

She closed the door and called for maids as I looked at her confused.

"Are you uncomfortable in any way, honey?" Mother asked sweetly.

"U-Uhm, no?" I replied, deeply confused.

"Really? No cramps?" she asked again.

When she mentioned it a sharp pain hit me in the lower part of my adolescent body...

A very... Familiar pain...

"Oh no..." I panicked, checking under the sheets.

"Oh my gods, I am so sorry," I gasped when I saw the red stain on the bed.

"Oh, no, honey, it's alright, we'll replace the sheets--, you do know what's going on right?" Mother asked.

"Of course I know what's going on, mother," I laughed.

"No wonder I was feeling sadder than usual..." I sighed.

"Good, I'm glad you know and don't need me to tell you, come! I'll help you bathe, and prepare your clothes and--," she suddenly stopped.

"Do you... Still need your mother to do that for you?" she asked, realizing that I really wasn't a baby anymore.

She looked downcast, expecting me to reject her offer.

"I may not need my mother to do such things, but I still enjoy spending time with you, so why not?" I smiled as my mother brightened up.

"I do so love you, my lovely daughter," she squealed, hugging me tight.

"I love you too, mother. I feel like crying again..." I said feeling both happy and sad at the same time. Like I wanted to laugh but cry as well.

"Oop, let's get you to the bathroom first, honey,"

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After Lilian threw me out of the room I picked up the scent.

"Oh crap..." I realized that my daughter was having her first red moon.

I quickly ran back and forth, panicking for no good reason at all...

"Should I go get clothes? Or, Lilian would have that covered right?-- should I get some candies to numb some of the pain--? Should I call a maid? Maybe a hot water bag... " I scrambled trying to figure out what to do first.

Which ones should I do and which ones have Lilian already covered? I think she's already called a maid... Maybe I should call ten more...

Oh and sheets. We need more sheets and cloths...

"Victor? You look like a headless chicken, what are you doing in the hallway?" Minoru asked, looking at me up and down like I was crazy.

"It's uh, it's about my daughter..." I replied, pacing around again.

"You wouldn't have some... Red moon candies on hand do you?" I asked awkwardly.

Minoru's eyes widened in realization.

"Oooh, is that happening now? Here?" He asked in a whisper.

I nodded as he laughed.

"A momentous event, your daughter's ready to find a mate!" Minoru slapped my back as I was tempted to slap his face.

"No. No. Don't you dare. You can't bring that up, not now," I said, still panicking.

"I get the feeling you'd beat me up right now if you weren't so confused on what to do first. I suggest you get those candies from the kitchen," he pointed as I broke into a sprint in that direction.

I just really needed to run...

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