"Neither of you are going anywhere. I'll have to show you something." With that the purple butterfly floated around to Blake, still disorientated from the unknown force that threw him into his best friend.Getting up, feeling some hot liquid go down his head, dripping red onto the floor. "No! H-huh? No....!" Serena tried to breath out said words as she saw what Vioretta was doing. The butterfly flew around and then suddenly the world around them was transformed. The world looked like as if different types of paintings and pieces of paper were collaged onto the floor. "Now, no one needs to see. Too bad Serena, I can't let you interfere." The butterfly flew over to Serena, Serena tried to move but she was too slow and soon a bunch of red ribbons with a golden lock in the middle had wrapped Serena, immobilizing her. "You.... Idiot!" She lied on the floor unable to do a thing but watch. "We don't have time for this! I swear this Syndrome isn't the same as the oth- Ah!" "Naturally, I wouldn't want to hurt you but I have to show them the truth. I'll release you after it's all over. Don't struggle, it just tighten the cords." Vioretta was calm yet anxious, this next action was gamble. She just had to take a really huge risk and pray it would pay off. "NO! DON'T!" With that Serena cut herself off with the feeling of pain as she lay helpless on the ground.
"Now, you Mister hotshot. Little Ice-cream boy. You both are gonna go to sleep very soon." Vioretta let her emerald eyes wander to the two targets. Chrys could only get up, and stare at the new world around. What the flying fu. "My head... Dammit... W-what... What the heck did you do to the place!? It's made out of paper! H-huh!? A-augh!" Blake couldn't breathe. His cobalt eyes shimmered a violet glow, as he felt the air around him be choked out of his lungs. He couldn't do anything, he was tied and bound as the air around him slowly disappeared. Looking up he saw Vioretta's face, the damn bitch. His vision started to blur, he couldn't haer anything, he couldn't hear Serena's whimpering or Chrys' scream in hopes the Vioretta would stop. Not even the words that came out of Vioretta's mouth before everything slowly turned into sweet and a gentle oblivion.
"Looks like that's done, he'll be back in a couple of hours." Vioretta tried to reason, Chrys was at his breaking point. "You freakin bitch! I'LL KILL YOU!" He ran, well he tried to with the stun gun he had always kept in his back pocket only to be tied up much like Serena. "Stay out of this Kiku. Now it's your turn." With that Vioretta turned to Deamion and tried the same technique on him...
"H-huh? Where am I? Ah, it's raining?" Blake's eyes shot open, on the floor he was, wet and muddy but alive. Looking up, he saw dark rain clouds hovering over him. The ground beneath him also drenched. But, his wound was still open, he didn't feel any pain like he did before. It was strange, he felt the rain run down his fair cheek like blood. Where was he? Looking forward, he looked at the horizon, seeing a flag. A feudal Japanese one? "These troops... I can't do anything... They will bury the rivers of Anegawa...!" He turned around, hearing a familiar voice. She was beautiful, even when drenched in the cold rain. "S-serena? What the heck is she...?" Questions were thrown around... What the hell was going on.