Hi all! I'm sorry for the super delayed update, I got caught up in... well... life. This was originally going to be one chapter but it was too long so I had to cut it into the two. We get a sneak peak into one of Aurora and Maleficent's previous lifetimes and Diaval goes... wild wild west?

Elsaholic and Neaori- yes, Philip was a bit of an ass last chapter, but he was in the movie as well! at least, that's how I perceived his character.

RShanaynayChand - Thank you! I always try to write thing in detail so I'm ecstatic that you say I write it clearly!

ScientificHooligan - Claudia isn't a reincarnation of Aurora, which is why Maleficent didn't feel the same towards her. I'll explain her in future chapters!

Gemini1179 - There it is! I was hoping someone would catch on eventually! I got into LG while writing the fic and well... the rest is history.

Chichimerah - Yes, I did see you on twitter. Thank you for messaging me! You have the right idea when it comes to Claudia but I'll explain it in future chapters.

ShadowCat - Malora is fucking amazing okay, no one can tell me otherwise. Welcome to the ship and thank you for saying this is your favorite AU! That gives me loads of feels that I can't even describe.

By the way, let me know if you want to see more of Malora's past lives and if you have ideas of who they might have been! It'll be like a fun mini-story within HNA.

Anyway, let's move on to the chapter! A little fluff, a little action in this one.

PS. If anyone wants to BETA, let me know :) I still haven't found one. :(

I stood just in the shadows of the treeline as I watched the ten dark figures running towards the guarded walls of a large compound. My gray eyes narrowing as I counted off each soldier patrolling the walls.

The men walked around the outside of the walls carrying their Katanas and a dagger on each of their waists. They all wore the same half-mask of a demon's smiling mouth that covered the lower half of their faces.

"Thirty men on the outside." I whisper to the smaller figure beside me, Diaval.

He nods and point to an area just above the walls where several more soldiers, armed with longbows, were positioned; two of them on each of the twenty scaffolds just inside the compound. All of them equidistant from each other, making it easier for them to notice if there was any kind of trouble. The man beside me growls, "He has no honor! A coward! Hiding behind his army like this." he hisses.

"Diaval, hold your tongue. We don't want to alert them to our presence until we're ready. Our source says that he is in there." I tell him quietly, pointing at the small building at the top of a small hill. "Stick to the plan and we'll get our revenge. Stefan will pay for killing our master." My voice was strained from holding back so much rage and emotion. "Now. Ready your bows."

Immediately, the men around me readied their weapons, drawing back the string as they waited for my signal. Taking in a deep steadying breath, I held the bow and a single arrow in my hands. I closed my eyes and listened to the wind around me, to the every beat of my heart and most importantly, to my own instincts. Reminding myself why I this must be done.

Stefan had been working with the government to develop Japan's land into a modern western areas. One such land was owned by the Kage no jūnin, the Shadow Dwellers.

The Kage no jūnin is a group of the elite and most feared warriors in all of Japan, said to posses magic and was lead by the most powerful but also the most gentle of them all, Tsubasa. No one dared venture into their territory except for the arrogant foreigner. They invited Tsubasa to an execution, an assassination that was disguised as a peace keeping dinner.

I had been with him when it happened but my master made sure that I got away. He ordered me to run, to not look back, to not seek revenge against these men and I did as he asked for three full years. Not anymore.

Stefan made the mistake of letting me survive that night and now... Now he was going to pay for his crimes. He had murdered my master in cold blood. The flawed justice system, couple with perfectly placed lies allowed him to walk out the court freely; now I'm here for retribution.

I'm here to kill Stefan.

Slowly, I place the arrow on the rest and drew the string back. The tension around me just as tightly wound as the string itself. I feel my thumb behind my neck while my cheeks lightly touched the string itself.

My eyes lock on the guard that was standing on a scaffold in the middle of the large field inside the compound. A feeling of calmness washing over me as my left hand gently released the string of my bow. The arrow zips through the night sky and was followed by several others. Like a flock of birds leaving their perch.

One arrow for each of the soldiers in the scaffolding. It was perfect, like a well practiced danced. Once the archers were eliminated, a short whistle, disguised as a bird call, signaled the twelve or so men who were already positioned along the walls to quickly jumped over the edge and into the building.

I could hear the sounds of struggle in the quiet night but after a few tense moments, the large doors to the compound opens. I put on my Hannya mask, the rest of the men copying me. Our bleach white masks, a harsh contrast to our full black armor. "Diaval! Now!" I command just as I slung the bow across my torso.

Quickly, the remaining forces charged in, a fierce battle-cry on every one of their lips. They all wanted revenge and tonight, we will have it.

I took three other men and lead them towards the small building at the top of the hill. As we rode, I glanced around and saw the bloodshed. Some of Stefan's soldiers fought bravely but pointlessly against my men, while other hid behind their concrete homes.

It wouldn't last long, we'd find a way through and then the cowards will be executed. Of those who fought, we will keep the ones that survive and ask they to join our cause.

"Vengeance!" Diaval screamed somewhere in the crowd, answered by an explosion of agreeing growls from his men.

My small group approached the top of the hill only a few seconds after. There were only a handful of soldiers this far in and that surprised me. Surely he would have more guards with him? I took my bow and shot through a few guards before jumping down from my horse, "Stefan is mine!" my voice boomed over the sound of the fight behind and in front of me.

As I approached the building, I could feel my sword purring excitedly, asking to be used. I pulled it out from it's sheath, the black steel glinting menacingly thanks to the fire that reflected off of it. The sword that was made for me by my own master. It had been made of every magical element, it's handle made from enchanted wood; and the blade, forged with the heat of a dragon's breath.

The blade would reflect light depending on the intentions of the person wielding it, green for bad and gold for good, right now it was glowing black and green like a beacon. Noroi, The Curse, as the locals would call my blade.

Several men ran outside the small housing but not as much as I would have expected. I easily moved past them and made my way into the house. They weren't important, they were mere pawns and all I wanted, all I needed, was to get to their king.

I step into the house cautiously, my feet padding softly on the tatami mat. According to our spies, he would usually stay in the middle of the building where a shrine stood to honor his ancestors. To get there you had to pass through a long hallway that had thin walls on either side.

The sound from outside dimmed until I was shrouded in silence thanks to the thick concrete walls of the building. I reached the said hallway just as fire erupted on the roof of the building. "Stefan!" I called out. Of course I could have taken him by whatever surprise I had left but it wasn't an honorable thing to do. I wanted him to see me. I wanted him to know that his death was coming.

"Stefan! Come out! Come out this instant!" There was no answer. Suddenly, a single shadow appeared to my right. I hear the zip of an arrow just in time to duck out of the way. It came close enough that the pointed edge of the the arrowhead sliced through the rope holding my mask. It drops to the ground with a dull clatter, "Leave us alone!" A woman's voice screams as the figure runs away again.

My feet moved almost soundlessly on the floor as I follow her, my sword at the ready. Another zip penetrates the air but I'm expecting it this time; I twist and thrust my sword forward.

Blocking the arrow effortlessly.

The blade cuts through the thin wooden divider between the archer and I. "Where is Stefan?" I demanded as I burst through a slice on the wall. Our eyes meet as she pulls back the string of her bow, gray on blue.

A moment passed but there was no fear in her eyes upon seeing me, only wonder and... awe?

Zip!

I was too late. I only had enough time to turn my head away and I could feel the arrow digging into my helmet and knocking it off my head.

"Onna-Bugeisha?" the archer gasps as she lowers her weapons. My eyes narrow as I watch her, what kind of fool would lower their weapon in front of an enemy?

"You can help me! You'll understand!" Her voice had suddenly turned panicked and desperate. "You must stop your men! Stefan is not here. He left Japan days ago." she admitted.

"Why should I believe you? You're nothing but his whore. He must be here! My spies-" "Told you exactly what he wanted them to. He was never here. He wanted you to come and kill us all. Including his wife... and daughter."

My ears perked up at her words, "What?"
"I'm his wife. Please. There's nothing for you here." She begged, the bow and arrow shaking in her hands.
The realization that Stefan had been willing to let a whole town full of innocent people die to save his own skin turned her stomach. Twisting it even more at the fact that I had been instrumental in making it happen.

I had become a murderer. A monster. Thanks to Stefan.

"I can help you. I can bring you to him just spare my daughter's l-" "Maleficent!" a man calls out from behind me, jerking me out of my thoughts. Another masked soldier runs in. His head whips to the woman in front of me then to her bow. He quickly pulls a small blade from behind him then throws it forward.

The warning stuck in my throat.

She lets out a soft grunt as the knife is buried into her chest. The bow clatters on the ground by her feet before her knees gave out and she collapsed. "We have to go! Now!" He shouts over the roar of the fire as he tried to pull me to my feet. I acted on rage before I even felt it in the pit of my stomach. I grabbed his armor and slammed him into a wooden post, "Why?!" My arm presses against his throat.

"M-maleficent... W-what... are you... d-d-doing?" he asks between strained breaths. The rage dissipates and I quickly release him, stumbling back and away from my own soldier. "Go. Get out of here." I ordered.

He immediately complies and runs out of the burning building. I run towards the body of the woman and kneel at her side, "I'm-" "My d-daughter..." She whispers.

I see her fingers pointing at something, my gaze follows her direction until I see a small closet. A crawlspace, really. "A-Aurora..." She mutters as I crawl to where she was pointing and rip the cover off. Revealing a small bundle of clothes.

"W-what?" I whisper to myself. The clothes started moving and soon revealed a tiny hand. Only big enough to grab a single finger. I pulled the rest of the clothes off and I'm met with the most beautiful thing I've ever seen.

A small infant with thin blonde hair and startling blue eyes. "Aurora..." I whisper and it responds almost immediately. Despite the chaos and fire around us, she managed to smile and giggle at me.

The monster.

"Maleficent! Maleficent!" I could hear Diaval's voice echoing through the forest, scaring away the smaller critters of the land. Soon, he is at my side, panting and breathless, "An ar... arm..."

I placed my hand on his shoulder gently, "Breathe."
The raven-haired, scar-covered man took in a deep breath through his nose then releases it slowly through his mouth. After a moment, he stood straighter and look at me with frightened eyes. "Stefan, he's back and he's looking for her. He's sending an army into the forest, he knows where she is!" He whispers.

It suddenly felt like my throat had swollen shut and my clothes felt like they were constricting me, making it hard to breathe.

"Are you sure?" I ask and he nods fiercely. "When?"

"They are readying for battle as we speak, maybe another day or two? They have new weapons with them. Made of wood and metal that shoot out iron like arrows! I saw them kill one of our spies with one loud explosion!" He hisses and from the sheer sight of terror from Diaval, my friend who have seen many battles with me, convinced me that this new weapon was something not to be trifled with.

I look out over the village that we created in the forest. Since that night, all those years ago, we had chosen to lead a simple life in the forest. We worked all day under the hot sun and sleep on the cool bamboo floors of our straw houses at night. Some worked as farmers, some were builder or cooks but all trained as warriors and hunters. Every man and woman in this village was raised to kill.

Stefan had been gone for almost 18 years and his return had threatened their lives again, but this time they were ready. This time, they will fight.

Aurora, the woman that Stefan was after, is now one of the best archers in the village, a skill that her mother had passed down to her. She was also a teacher, an occupation that seemed to be perfect for the fun-loving, patient and beautiful young woman.

She was hard-headed and when she sees something she wants, she will do everything in her power to get it. After years of growing together, I had slowly but surely fallen in love with her. At first, I had thought that it was strictly as a mother would love a daughter but lately, it had turned into something... more.

I watched Aurora sitting on a large rock by the lake, reading a tattered copy of a book to the many children around her. And like every time I watch the blonde, a small smile crept along the corners of my lips.

Diaval cleared his throat, "Maleficent... The army... What will we do?" He asks quietly. I glance at him with a sudden sense of inner strength, "Ready the men. Our revenge draws near."

That night, I sat on the edge of a great cliff. It overlooked the entire forest and even the edge of the large town near us. For the past years, I've visited this place as a way to get my head straight. The howling wind calmed me and the isolation from everyone else gave me a more objective view of things.

Of course, there was one person who found this place too. Aurora had also found this sanctuary almost two years ago. She had been looking for me and had stumbled through the thick vines that hid this place from the trail. Almost every night since then, we had been meeting here

Several hours later, I stand from my place. The sun will rise soon and I'm sure the soldiers are already looking for me, but only one in particular will know where I am. "Maleficent?" A gentle voice calls from behind me, "I had rested last night just as you requested..." A tinge of sadness and worry coated her usually chipper voice.

I hear her approach me, her footsteps crunching on the loose stones. "Diaval says an army is coming to attack us, is that true?"
"Yes."
"Is that why you called me here? To tell me? To make sure I was alright?"
"Yes." I turned and looked at her, Aurora stood a few feet away from me with her arms across her chest. She raised her chin in defiance, "You don't have to. I'm not scared. I'll fight by your side." She says confidently, her voice unwavering, "I will take out many of his men before they even reach the forest."

With a light chuckle, I approached the woman and wrapped my arms securely around her waist. "Aurora..." I pulled her into me and held her close, burying my nose in her hair and breathing in her scent. She smelled of trees and the sun mixed with the dried salty sweat from her afternoon training.

I squeeze my eyes shut as I forced my mind to memorize the feeling of Aurora against me. Every crook and inch of skin that touched. Her arms drift over my shoulder before wrapping around me, "What's wrong? You don't need to be afraid. I won't let anything hurt you."

A scoff escapes me before I could stop it, "I am not afraid."
"Then what's wrong?"
"Nothing. You will not be here when the fighting starts. Stefan is after something very important and we need to stop him from corrupting it." Aurora opened her mouth as if to say something but I held a hand out to her, "You will be with a small group of my best men to protect this treasure. Once you reach a safe point, you are to stay there and make sure that it's safe."

She shakes her head vigorously, her hair almost whipping my face, "No! I will not leave!" Her hands push against my shoulder roughly, making me stumble back from her but only slightly, "I will not leave you!" She sobs as tears stream freely down her beautiful face.

I took her head in my hands, cradling her gently like I had done so long ago. The rising sun had cast a beautiful golden glow on her face that left me breathless. She was so beautiful. Aurora had grown from a child to a strong young woman right before my eyes and my heart ached for her. Since she had interrupted my meditation here two years ago, but I had denied the feelings for so long.

And what if I die tomorrow? Could I leave this world without telling her how much she meant to me? Why I was willing to give everything up to keep her from her own father?

"Don't make me leave..." Her voice was pleading. Her eyes locked with mine.
"Aurora..." I scold, "Do not argue with me..."
"I will not leave." A spark of blue fire ignited behind those beautiful eyes.
My patience ran short then, the difficulty of letting her go without admitting to my secret had become too much. "You will leave!" I roared but to my surprise, she didn't even flinch.
"No!" She barked back as she pulled herself free from my grasp, "I am no coward!"
"You must!"
"Why?! Why must I leave? I am the best archer in the village and you know it! Why are you making me leave?!"
"Because I love you!-" My hands fly to my mouth but it was too late. The words had spilled out too quickly. The truth was out and there was nothing I could do to take it back.
Aurora simply stares at me with wide shock-filled eyes, "Y-you..." She sounded breathless and confused, and I couldn't bring myself to look at the damaged I had caused.

"If you were to fight, I would not be able to think clearly. I need you to be safe so I can focus on defeating him." I say before turning my back on the blonde to pick up my sword from the edge of the cliff. "You need not tell me if you feel the same or not..." "Malef-" "You will ride out as soon as the men are ready."

A strong but gently hand held on to mine, pulling me to face the other way. I had barely gotten my bearing when Aurora cupped my face in her hands before pressing her lips to mine.

A moment passed before I realized what had happened. Slowly, my arms wrapped around her and I breathed her in as her hands crawl up the side of my neck; tangling in my hair. She leaned up on her toes in an attempt to deepen our kiss, our lips melding together like two pieces of a puzzle. An intense warmth erupted in my chest, spreading like wildfire inside me.

I pulled back when my lungs burned and pressed my forehead against hers. The two of us stayed like this for several moment, the feeling of complete and utter peace enveloping us. As if on cue, the deep bellow of a gong sounded from the village. Signalling that the men were ready and Stefan's army were in sight of our scouts. Only a day's journey away from the village. I looked deep into Aurora's beautiful eyes, ignoring the gong for only a few more seconds. "You must go."

"I can't lose you... Not now."
My lips find hers again, conveying a simple promise, "I will search for you. Through a thousand worlds and ten thousand lifetimes until I find you." I whisper against her skin, etching it in a solemn promise.
Aurora nods before kissing me again, "I know you will."

I smile warmly just as I hear the group of soldiers that would be joining her, "Maleficent. Aurora. We must be on our way. His forces are quickly approaching the village."

"She came back, didn't she?"

The Spirit, as I've come to call her, nods silently as she helps me up to my feet. That is one of your many lifetimes and yes, Aurora is as hard headed in all of them as she was. The Shaman and the Mesmer had gotten to her, just like they always did.

"And she died?"

She nods again, It is her destiny to die until this curse is lifted. You were also wounded in the fight, an arrow to the heart. Our death restarts the curse; death meaning when we're fatally wounded. We do not actually die. Our curse is different from everyone else's...

"I don't get it, isn't true love's kiss supposed to break all kinds of curses?" I ask her irritably, annoyed at all the loopholes and curses that I've been thrown into.

Only if that's the way that the curse was cast.

"Well great, let's just ask the goddamn shaman to fill us in on that fucking process!" Green flames erupt in the air around me. My control over my powers slipping because of my emotions.

You must keep your emotions in check. If you lose control around Aurora...

The calm voice of The Spirit that had helped understand everything for as long as I've been here, only served to further infuriate me, Am I the only one that has trouble embracing all this to be true? "How am I supposed to save an entire town?! How do I know that this isn't some hallucination? Or- or- or a dream?!"

Because you do know... You know this is real... You feel it. You can feel the love for Aurora that you've always had. Your mind might have forgotten it again and again but not this... She places a hand on her own heart, The curse has to be broken.

"But we don't know how, do-"

Help!

Both the Spirit and myself turned at the sound.

Aurora.
"What's going-" Suddenly, the ground beneath us shakes violently, "An earthquake?!"

No. This is from your world. Something is happening... Even through her calm voice, I could tell that she was worried. Aurora was in trouble.

I ran towards the door and tried to pull it open but it was no use. It was locked so tightly that it didn't even budge.

Aurora!

Diaval!

"Aurora!" I call out loudly as I stalk towards The Spirit, "Let me out of here!"
Her eyes were also panicked as she shifts her gaze upwards, towards the source of the sound, I can't... She says defeatedly.

"We're supposed to protect her!" My hands shot forward and grabbed her leather coat, I am not keeping you here. You're stuck here until you can master your powers...

No, I couldn't accept that. No way. I won't sit here while Aurora might possible be hurt or worse. I released my hold on the spirit and summoned up as much magic as I could. Green fire erupted from my hands then quickly grew into an inferno. "If I'm as powerful as you say I am... Then I should be able to do this."

We have only begun regaining your memories, it will be a while before you are ready for your p-
"We have no time, Aurora could die!"

She thought about that for a moment but she nods her head, she knew this was the only way to save her. Very well. Close your eyes and focus all your energy, all your attention on your core. This is where the magic has been hidden. Reach out to it. Visualize yourself grabbing hold of it.

I did as she said and felt an intense heat in my core, I imagined myself reaching down and grabbing it with my bare hands. All too quickly, there's a tight pulling just above my navel then heat spread from my core until every vein in my body felt like it was filled with fire.

The heat radiated and flowed until it gathered in my hands, making it feel like it would erupt in flames at any moment, "Ah..." I hiss. Suddenly, green sparks formed just above my palms, like sparklers during new year. The mere sight of it catches me off-guard and my hold on it slips.

Do not be afraid of it. You are not human, we are fae. We were born with magic in our veins. The Spirit says gently, If you want to save Aurora then you must embrace it.

I nod firmly before reaching for it. This time I was expecting the pull, the heat and the sparks. I let it flash in my hand for several seconds before it changed into a steady green flame.

Good. Now use your power to get us out of here.

The green fire spills from my hands before running outwards along the floor before it goes vertical. The fire engulfs the sphere room and little by little I could feel it give way, Aurora, must be saved. She reminded as the seams of the black room tore open from the force of my magic. There's a flash of light and the loud sound of thunder. When the blinding light dimmed, I found myself standing just behind a large, muscular man. I was chocking him with magic that I don't remember conjuring.

I moved to pull back his hood so I could see his face when another force pulled him from my grasp and out the window. A low groan catches my attention and I see Aurora, looking at her blood soaked hands. "Beastie?" I said quietly. What if she had seen the magic? What if-

Put her to sleep. The Spirit order.
I nod, "Sleep." I whispered and blew across my palm, like I was sending her a flying kiss, gold dust drifted from them and settled on Aurora's face.

The blonde's head lolled to the side as her eyes closed and suddenly she's in mid-air, floating like she was on water. I pushed her down on the grown just in time as the doors burst open. "Aurora!" An unfamiliar female voice calls out. Diaval and a woman freeze as their eyes land on me, "She's alright, there was a man here earlier but he jumped out the window." I tell them, not really having anything else in my mind at the moment.

Diaval quickly jogged to the window,"This is the second floor how the hell- There he is! He's limping!" He shouts before darting out the window, grabbing the branches from the large tree just outside my window.

"Wait!" I called out, grabbing him by the waist and pulling him down unto the hospital floor, "we have to take care of Aurora first!"
Diaval opened his mouth to argue but then quickly closes it, nodding, "Alright. Aurora first.."

Being released from the hospital after another coma had very nice advantages. I was given the week off from work, Todd offered to clean my house every few days and even doctor Lewis has offered to come by at the end of the week to see if I'll be fit enough to go back to work.

I glanced at the clock above my fireplace, 4:17 PM. She'll be here soon like she had always been for the past three days that I've stayed at home. With quick movements, I put away the small trinkets that I've been practicing with before heading towards the kitchen."Groak!" The sudden sound caused a smile to grace my lips. The raven, another daily visitor, is perched on a thin branch just outside of my window.

Another glance at the clock, 4:24 PM. Six minutes.

"You know you can't be here when Aurora is..." I tell the bird quietly as I approach him. My eye trail over his long beak and lush black feathers, noticing how hauntingly beautiful it is. Since I had woken up, I've been able to harness a little of my magic. I found that I could control most plants to make them sprout flowers or bear fruits in seconds. I could also move tiny pieces of rock for a few inches before I'd get too tired and lose my grip on my powers. Still, I couldn't help my curiosity, "I wonder..." Just like in my memories, I lift my hand and wave it softly towards the bird, "Into a man..."

Gold mist appears in the air around the tiny creature, swirling and slipping through it's feathers. "Gr-oak!" It chirps excitedly as the gold mist thickens and engulfs the bird. I could feel the magic in the room increasing, like an invisible force pressing against me; like I was in a room packed with people.

The magic constricts around the bird before unraveling and drifting away from where the raven was. I sigh as I see that the raven was still in it's original form, tilting it's head, obviously confused with the whole ordeal. It cawed once more before flying off, probably frightened by what ever it is that I was trying to do to it.

A sigh escapes me, "It was worth a shot... Maybe next t-"
"Mal!" Diaval's voice echoed from behind me, cutting me off..
With a deep sigh, I stand and head to the living room where I see Diaval hunched over the coffee table, a black plastic case rested, "There you are! I thought that bastard got to you!"
My eyes roll as I continued to approach him, my arms crossed just under my breasts. "He was probably some creepy patient from the psych ward." I answer plainly.

In the back of my mind I knew it was a lie. I knew that, that man had something to do with this curse and that if I hadn't woken up on time... Well... I don't even want to think of what might have happened.
"Whoever he was, he's not getting near us again." the raven-haired man mumbled before opening the case and pulling out something black; it takes my my mind a second to register what it is that I'm seeing.

A gun.

"Jesus! Diaval!" I hissed before reaching forward, pushing his hand down, "put that thing away!"
"What's the matter?" He asks, stepping away and holding up the gun again, "It's not loaded or anything!"
"That's not the point!"
"You're right! The point is, some psycho sneaked into your room while you were in a coma. The point is, the police are doing shit to find this bastard!"
"Diaval...A gun- a gun isn't going to help us." slowly, I raise my hands in a placating gesture. My eyes darting between black, night-like irises and the gun. "Put. it. down."
His brows crease, "What are you doing? I'm not going to shoot you." He says reassuringly before lowering the weapon and placing it back into the case.
The locks clicks into place and I fail to notice his eyes trailing my body, "Jeez, are you sure he hasn't sneaked in here?"

"Yeah. Why?" The question makes my brows crease in confusion.
Instead of answering, Diaval placed the case back on the table before walking right up to me. He lifts a hand and pushes it against a spot on my collar, it causes a stab of pain, "You have bruises all over..." He mumbles thoughtfully.

I step away from him and quickly make my way towards the large mirror on one end of the room, and just like he said there was definitely bruising on my neck and shoulders, all in varying sizes; A penny sized bruise on my collar which was the one that he pressed on, another larger one on the side of my neck, and a large one that made it look like someone had punched me in the chest. They were all different mixtures of black, green and purple.

"What the..."

Kage no jūnin - Shadow Dwellers

- To give an ode to her "Those who live in the shadows, arise and stand with me!" line in the movie.

Tsubasa - Wings
- Maleficent's "master" that Stefan "killed"

Noroi - The Curse
- Her magic. Gold for good, Green for bad.

Onna-Bugeisha
- Are real bad ass mother fucking female samurai. So... yeah...