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Bonnie tended to keep to herself at parties. It's not so much that she was shy! It's just that she's… Uh… Yeah, no... That was definitely part of it... But, her excuse for being a wallflower this time, was that she was trying to keep herself "professional" in catering the strangely high-class event for the New Years. She supposed that was also a reason for it. This place was surrounded by hundreds of posh, upper class individuals with intricate gowns sparkling like fire in the light and suits pressed so neatly, they seemed like second skin on their gentlemen. Don't get her wrong, she was honored to work with Miss Roberts in making this party an absolute wonder to attend. But she felt so out of place. Here she was, standing in a lavish ballroom with thousands of high-class folks, wearing some plain old white dress that she had dug out from her closet with only a few roses she plucked from her garden to help spruce it up a little… She was a loose end, comparatively... If only

((Note: This section takes place during Chapter 19.)) Kai made her way through the back allies of Windfall, back to Undertaker's shop. She stepped inside, closing the door behind her. Undertaker was off at his desk, writing away at some papers. He was a long-haired grayette, pale-skinned man dressed in a black robe, top hat, black pants and black shoes. His hair bangs kept his eyes from being seen; but somehow, he could see anyway. His cauldron boiled silently, being the only noise aside from the quiet scribbling of words. Kai frowned briefly before flattening her expression again. "I got the repair spell down," she said, moving deeper into the store and over to his desk. Undertaker merely chuckled. "So when do I get to learn the next one?" Undertaker glanced up, "You want to learn the final form technique?" "I do." A sly grin crawled across Undertaker's face. "A dangerous technique," he noted, going back to his scribbling. "I don't care... I just..." she trailed off, leaning

Raphael stared at the city through his bedroom window, his thoughts caught somewhere between disbelief and hopefulness. He and his brothers were together again. They had even agreed to move in with Raph, to once more become a family. There was a knock at his bedroom door and Raph said, “Enter”. He was so caught up in his musings that he didn’t wonder at the fact that someone had entered his apartment and made it all the way to his bedroom. Raph heard absolutely nothing following his invitation and thought that whoever it was wanted him to come and open the door. He glanced back in irritation and saw Leonardo standing inside the room, his arms at his sides as he patiently waited. “Still as silent as ever,” Raph said with a touch of gruffness. “A lifelong habit,” Leo replied. The silence that followed that exchange was awkward. The few times they had been alone together had been the same; like an invisible shield was between them. There were many things they needed to say to each

((Note: This section takes place during Chapter 27.)) Akuma landed with a running start in the forest, slowing. Pacing, he snarled, "Stupid humans. Stupid dragons. I hate them both. They both think they're better than the other. What hypocrites!" He frowned at his own words. Nick replied, "This is the exact reason I spent the last few centuries in solitude. People are stupid, greedy little things, and it shows." He sat down and leaned against one of the dragon’s horns, still a mouse. Akuma huffed and sat down in his spot. Then the rodent’s little ears perked, hearing a loud flapping. "Did you hear that?" he whispered to Akuma as quietly as a mouse. Straining his eyes to look through the tree, he tried to see who was following them. The hybrid looked over. Then a large cassare dragon quickly jumped on the ground hard, then jumped up again and again, making a loud, booming noise each time. He shouted, "Stop!