Hi everyone! It's hard to believe it, but this is the last chapter. I probably should have gave you guys a warning in the previous chapter... Anyway, enjoy.

Chapter 6: Succumbed to Dark Desires

The more she waited and delayed, the more her nightmares only intensify. However, in her recent nightmare, it was different.

Belladonna was still trapped in her lonely tower until that same voice who had only did nothing, but scorned her, actually came to offer something more.

"But, I can help you."

"Who's there?" the child questioned, looking up.

"I am the key to your freedom, Princess." an image of Mother Gothel appeared to her.

"Oh, it's you." her tone showed no interest. "How can you help?"

"Simple, just except your powers. Give in to your hatred and desires, and it will all come true." the woman answered. "Of course, nothing can be made without sacrifice."

The girl was already too lost and confused to even care what the servant meant or of her intentions anymore. She had already lost her sense between right or wrong. Everything was just a jumbled mess now.

"The door has opened." Mother Gothel disappeared as the door of her room shattered.

The Princess started to show some interest as she walks out of her room and up to the top of the tower. She saw that same horrible sight. Her home was in complete ruin, lacking of life. Just below her are her flowers, the Nightbloom.

"Fall! You cursed Princess!" the voices of the people of Floralia all exclaimed.

Suddenly, the tower shook as the girl lost her balance. Before falling into an endless sea of darkness, Belladonna can feel the Nightbloom's cries of anguish. They're the same as her. They, too, have felt loneliness and was afraid of being extinct from the rest of the flowers. The last thing the girl saw was her sister, Rapunzel. She was just a bird in the sky, getting smaller and smaller as the child was sinking deeper and deeper into the shadows.

"Rapunzel!" she cried out, reaching her arms out towards the fading light in the night sky.

However, her sister was gone as she felt something foreboding coming for her...

Belladonna woke up with a fright. That last ending to her dream was just horrific for a child like her to handle. It was as if Death was tempted to come to her.

"Mother Gothel is right." the girl concluded.

The people would be afraid of her if they know of her existence. And when people are afraid, they go after that problem and destroys it. The child shuddered at the thought of it. Looking at the table, the Princess saw the Tiara of Reverie was still there.

'If I don't do something soon, I'll be alone again... And worse...' she thought.

Initially, Belladonna tried to see if she can control her powers. That was one of the better options, but she soon became frustrated when it didn't work out like she planned.

"It's no use, I'm of no use. No one cared for me… A lonely girl who just wanted to love and loved back." she spoke to herself.

That only leaves her with one choice. Despite she doesn't like the idea, she'll have to be the one to do it first. If it's the people that she fears, than it will have to be her to get rid of them. Taking out her diary, the girl wrote the recent entry in the book. She recorded of Mother Gothel's claims- that her sister was to marry the Fire Prince, Ross, and their plans to leave the kingdom. Remembering the anger she felt towards Ross, she hinted her plans to not allow that to happen. Taking out her crayons, she drew a picture of Rapunzel. Sadly, she'll have to do what she has to do, for she drew the flower crown on her sister's head.

Taking out a black crayon, she scribble a drawing at Ross, specifically his eyes.

"I hope you go blind so you don't set your eyes on Rapunzel." Belladonna muttered.

With that unfriendly remark, the Princess closed her diary and waited for her sister to come visit.

She waited until her sister came in the early morning.

"Bella." Rapunzel smiled upon seeing her sister.

Belladonna gave more of a fake smile because of the guilt she is starting to feel. If her sister wasn't so nice, she probably wouldn't hold back... But then again, without Rapunzel, the young Princess probably would have lost her sanity after years of listening to the evil witch's plans for destruction. How ironic, isn't it? Despite all of that, here she is. Making the wrong choices. Although, who could really blame her? Everyone, in a way, was blameworthy for their own actions. Whenever if they know something about it or don't.

The child didn't say anything, but showed her sister the flower crown.

Rapunzel gasped in delight, her hands barely covering her smile, "Why, Bella, is that for me?"

She kneel on her knees to get to the same height as her little sister to get a closer look.

"Mm-hm." the girl answered with a nod.

"Aw, you're so sweet." Rapunzel reach out to take the tiara, unaware of its magic.

She hold it carefully, but Belladonna didn't let go, having her hands firmly on the mind-controlling device. The older sister can see that the girl was hesitant, distracted as if lost in thought.

'I can't believe it.' she thought. Was she going to dragged her beloved sister into the dark with her?

"Bella?" Rapunzel's voice snapped her from her thoughts. The girl blinked as she suddenly let go of the flower crown. Rapunzel, in turn, was a bit perplexed at the sudden change in her sister.

'She seemed distant somehow... No, maybe it's just me.' the Guardian of the Lilac Bellflower dismissed that thought.

"Thank you, Bella." she smiled as she was about to put wear the Tiara of Reverie.

"Wait, Rapunzel, I-" Belladonna began, but she was too late.

As soon as the crown made contact with Rapunzel's head, she changed. She was no longer the lively bright young woman. She became quiet and expressionless, losing any kind of life in her. Even her endearing blue eyes that once hold so much life has lost its light. Her lovely smile was gone, replaced with a neutral expression. Belladonna started to panic, not knowing what to do.

Suddenly, a clap came from behind the curtains.

"Excellent Princess, I knew you could do it." replied Mother Gothel.

"You!"

"Oh come now, is that any way to greet your nurse?" the woman sneered.

"What did you do to her?!" Belladonna exclaimed.

"I didn't do anything. Rapunzel is now your puppet to command." the servant explained. "I did told you what would happen."

"Yes, but..." the girl turned her attention back at her sister, who was waiting for a command as if she had expected for one. "Not like this."

"Look at the bright side, she's all yours now. No one will take away your sister again, your hope, your aspiration." the woman insisted. "But this is merely the beginning."

"No!"

"No?" Mother Gothel questioned.

"I won't let you used Rapunzel. Even if I don't want to lose her, I won't go along with your plans!" the girl was about to take the crown off of Rapunzel when a stinging feeling made contact with her hands.

The woman laughed when the Princess flinched, "Oh, I'm afraid you can't take it off, dear."

"What?" Belladonna questioned.

"Once the wearer wears that crown, she nor anyone else, can physically remove it."

"You tricked me..."

"Oh, but I did nothing. After all, everything was up for you to choose and you did." the sorceress reminded the Princess. "Come now, let's not be ashamed. We have plans to fulfill."

Mother Gothel lead Belladonna out of her room. Rapunzel was still sitting on her knees, having not moved from her spot ever since she had place that crown on her head.

'Now we can't forget about her, can we?' the servant thought.

"Rapunzel~" she called out in a musical way, catching the girl's attention. "Come."

The Princess obeyed without hesitation as she got up on her feet and started to follow the woman and her sister.

Over the past few days, the people started to notice a change in their Princess' behavior. She has been very distant lately, quiet and cold. Everyday, she paid them no attention whenever they asked her what's wrong. Meanwhile, Mother Gothel continued to carry out her plans with an unwilling Belladonna. She even enchanted the girl's flower without her knowing. That was when that day came. Unaware of the upcoming tragedy, the stressed young Princess simply asked for her sister one thing.

"Rapunzel, will you sing to me?" a tiny hint of innocence was left in her voice.

She had hoped to get her sister to awake, but all attempts were useless. So, in her sad moments, the girl would asked Rapunzel to sing, to cheer her up. Unfortunately, that's what Mother Gothel used to her advantage. The moment Rapunzel moved her lips to sing her song, Nightbloom started to bloom, spreading its deadly pollen throughout the Kingdom of Floralia.

Nearly at the end of the song, Princess Belladonna heard a commotion outside her tower. Curious of what was going on, she and the controlled Rapunzel step out of the tower. It was when the Princesses got to the drawbridge that Belladonna saw it all. Many people were screaming. Men, women, mothers, fathers, and even children. They were running, fleeing from the Plague of the Nightbloom.

"No..." the child shook her head in disbelief.

'This can't be happening.'

In the midst of chaos, King Crisanto came running to find his daughters.

"Bella!"

Oh no. How was she going to face her father now? The girl looked at the old man as he was running towards them.

"Father..." she quietly muttered before looking down in shame.

He put his hands on her shoulders gently as he asked her the following.

"What have you done?" his tone wasn't angry, but there was a hint of disappointment in it.

The nine year old continued to stare down at the ground, her bangs hiding her eyes. She was grateful of that for she was sure that her eyes were stinging from threatening tears.

"I'm sorry." her voice came out broken. "I'm so sorry."

Belladonna remembered this feeling as the long hidden memory came back to haunt her once again. This was exactly what it was like five years ago, when she first caused panic within her home- when she had her first accidental kill. The result was her confinement in the tower, but what she did now was even worse than before. What will happen to her now? Surely her father was going to end her life as it was his duty as a fair and just King.

Surprisingly, that didn't happened. The girl gasped when she was suddenly wrapped in a warm embrace from her father.

As if reading her thoughts, he answered, "I can never do it."

"What?" she became confused.

"I've failed you both, my daughters." the King regretted. "I'm sorry, Bella."

"Father..."

"Please forgive me, Bella, Rapunzel. I should have never did this to you. Both of you. Because of my foolishness, all of this happened." Crisanto admits. He broke the hug as he looked into those familiar uncertain eyes of his youngest daughter. "All I wanted... Was for you to live a normal life."

"I don't understand, Father. What do you mean?"

"I wanted you to live your life, the way you are. As a little girl. I wanted you to smile, to laugh, to cry... The right way. But because of me, all I did was force a cruel fate for you. Bella, you're thinking of things that you're not suppose to do."

Rapunzel, who have been standing beside her sister started to feel something despite the absence of her emotions. Her blank eyes widen a little for her father's confession and words has deeply touched her from within. Even this powerful magic wasn't strong enough to keep her completely imprisoned in sleep.

It took a moment for Belladonna to respond, but eventually, she did.

"I... I don't know what to do."

"You have to be strong, both of you. I know your bright future... Is out there somewhere."

Tears fall to the ground, but they don't belong to the King nor Belladonna. It was Rapunzel. Despite her empty eyes, she was crying and shedding tears. For her poor lonely sister, for her kind caring father, for her beautiful late mother, and for her wonderful, yet short-lived stepmother. Why was her family living their own tragedy? Why them? She doesn't know nor can she express how terribly sad she felt. All she could do was cry, the first and last thing she'll be able to do on this day.

The King was at first astound at the sight of his eldest daughter, but he knew. She was in there somewhere, listening. With one final goodbye, Crisanto stood on his feet.

"Your mothers and I love you both." he addressed to his two daughters. "Rapunzel, my last request for you... Is to continue watching over your sister. Make sure she doesn't suffer anymore."

He wasn't sure if she had heard him, but he felt a load of burden off his back. He turned back, heading to the palace.

"Father, where are you going?" Belladonna asked, still feeling lost over what to do.

Instead of answering her question, the King replied, "Take care of each other, okay?"

He continued, leaving his daughters behind.

Upon returning to the palace, many of the people he walked by told him to escape the kingdom with them.

"No." was his answer. "I am the King and I will fall with my kingdom. That is my choice."

"But, Your Majesty!" a man exclaimed.

"Go!" he ordered.

The man had no choice, but escape, leaving the King alone in the now abandoned palace. Because he remained, the pollen will soon kill him, but he doesn't care what happens to him. All he cared in the whole world were his daughters. He sealed himself within the Throne Room and sat on his throne. For the last remaining of his life, the King reflects on his past. He chose to stay so he can be with his daughters. The very kingdom where his two Queens, Violante and Melanie, had died. But the main reason why he stayed... Was so he could repent for his own regret.

After Martha's death, King Crisanto had his meeting with the council. A bunch of bitter, yet fair councilmen.

"Your Majesty, we come to the agreement that it is best to eliminate Princess Belladonna from the Kingdom of Floralia."

"What?" he questioned. He knew that his daughter would later pose as a threat to the kingdom, but hearing this from the council was unbelievable. "Absolutely not! I won't allow it!"

"My King, the girl is dangerous." one man spoke up.

"But she is just a child."

"We know this may be hard on you as a father, Your Majesty, but you must do what is right... For the kingdom." another spoke.

"The loss of your second wife has been a grief for all of us, but she left behind a Guardian of Death, herself." the first man spoke. "Please, take this time to think about it. We will return for your answer."

Later that day... While the King was walking in the empty halls, thinking... A figure stepped out of the shadows.

"Your Majesty." a voice called out.

The King turned around, "Oh, Gothel."

"What seemed to be the problem, my King?"

He sighed, "The council wished for me to do away with Belladonna. Since I'm her father, they believed that it will be reassuring for her before she dies."

"Why the need of that?" the servant asked.

"I'm sorry?"

"Why not just locked the child away? So she doesn't cause another scene?" Mother Gothel suggested. "That way, both the kingdom and your daughter remain safe."

"I haven't thought of that. Thank you, Gothel." the King rushed back to the council.

"Anything for my King." the woman laughed. In a lower whisper, she added, "Unless... It would also come to my benefit."

In the council meeting...

"Your Majesty, is that the best option?"

"Yes," the King confirmed. "She will not have contact with anyone. That way, the people of Floralia will be safe... As well as my daughter."

Many of the councilmen looked at each other in concern.

"My King, I'm afraid that won't do." the head of the council replied. "We just cannot take that risk."

"Let me say this again, I will not have my daughter killed for just one accident that she unintentionally commit."

"Even if it was accident, letting her live will only caused her to be a bigger threat in the future." another spoke. "It's one's life over millions!"

A man then spoke to the head of the council. He sighs, "Your Majesty, we'll allow your daughter to live."

"But-" the one who argued against the King stood up.

"However," the head councilman added. "If Princess Belladonna is unable to control her actions at the cost of many lives... You, King Crisanto, shall be the one... To put an end to her life."

The King was completely shocked, but who could blame him? Even if it meant saving his kingdom, is killing his daughter the only way? As a father, that was the worse suggestion he ever heard. But he was determined that Belladonna was strong enough to keep her powers in check. However, from what he understood from his second wife, Melanie, living a confined life in a tower was "worse than Death".

'But what choice do I have?' he thought.

"I-"

"One more thing." the head councilman spoke up. "This is simply a suggestion, but I think for extra precaution, you might want to announce your daughter's death. It might keep the people from ever worrying about her."

"But... That means she can never leave the tower." Crisanto argued with dread.

"Precisely. Were you planning to let her leave? How long did you think you can let her roam around without spreading panic?" the man questioned. "If the people found out that she's alive, they'll be suspicious that we're hiding secrets. And that would not bode well for you or your daughters."

The King closed his eyes in defeat, "I understand."

And so, the King had locked away Belladonna, hoping that she'll remain safe in her tower and the people in their homes. It was then that he decided to search for a cure so his daughter won't live a life full of torments and loneliness. However, since she was "blessed" or "cursed", he wasn't certain if there was a cure.

As for the people of Floralia, they were given news that Princess Belladonna was dead. Luckily, this news never reached Rapunzel, easing the King's mind. However, because no one really understood what if felt like to be the "odd one", they celebrated... Secretly. Of course, not all of them, but the majority of them did. Others felt sorry for the King, for his losses. Unfortunately, those who were like Martha, who despised Queen Melanie, the Princess, and the Nightbloom, were very happy. They believed that Rapunzel is their one and only heir to rule Floralia when it is her turn, for she resembles their late beloved Queen Violante, who in turn, resembles their patron Goddess, Flora.

Unbeknown to the King, a group of people snuck into the Shadow Vestry one night. They destroyed the statue, cheering for the death of Belladonna.

"All hail, King Crisanto and Princess Rapunzel!" they cheered. "And free of the filth, Queen Melanie and her accursed daughter!"

However, the moment they cheered, something strange happened. Apparently, one of the men collapsed to the ground, breaking all cheers. He was dead. One by one, the group died as if by a dreadful disease.

"This place is cursed!" one yelled. In panic, the remaining men tried to escaped, but they couldn't. Something or someone wanted them dead for their foolish insults.

"How disgusting!"

"W-Who's there?!"

"I thought I was terrible as Queen. I've work so hard to try to pleased many of you... But it wasn't me who was the problem."

Then, they saw her. Someone who strike fear into their eyes. That's when they wished they kept their opinions to themselves...

"N-No." one of them feared.

"It's because of FILTHY PIGS like YOU!"

"AHHHH!"

And on that day, nobody ever knew what had happened with the disappearance of that group. And so, the people continued living happily without the knowledge of two suffering souls. There was a saying, what was it called again? Ah, yes.

Like mother, like daughter.

They've ignore the rage of the late Queen as she haunted her home. Ever since her death, she lost most of her sanity over the guilt of her daughter's condition. She was the embodiment of that hateful, vengeful feeling. No one could understand her pain or her daughter's.

So what was the purpose of the kingdom if no one was going to respect her even in death? Well, if that was the case. Then there shouldn't be a kingdom at all... Nor the rest of the world either.

Her blood lust for revenge was not only aimed at that one traitorous servant of hers anymore... But the entire kingdom. If she falls, then the whole world shall fall too. They will be put through the same pain as her and her daughter. And it shall be done. Belladonna may not just looked like her late mother, but she also carries that same hateful feeling of the unfairness of her life. Was that just all coincidence?

"Well, you know what they say, everyone carries a piece of a shadow." Mother Gothel laughed as she plans her next move. "Or... More like someone carries a piece of a shadow that belongs to another."

She knew. If Melanie had that rage deep inside her, then her daughter would be just the same.

'Soon, I'll use the Princess just like I used you, Melanie. I'm not trying to place the blame on your daughter, not entirely. My goal is for the downfall of Flora!'

"As for you, foolish King, continue on your fruitless attempts to cure your daughter... As I slowly plagued her mind with lies and destroy your kingdom." she reach her hands at the sky. "Victory is all mine, Flora!"

As he sat in his throne, Crisanto continue to reflect. He had failed Belladonna and forced a grim future ahead of her. If only he could have found a way to helped her instead of isolating her. Maybe then, things could have been different.

"This is the best way. I, too, must atone for my sins against my youngest daughter." he told himself. "I deserve this for even thinking for a second to kill her just a few minutes ago." as he closed his eyes, ready to welcome Death into his arms, he replied, "Forgive me, Bella."

And just like that, the King soon died a painless death in a matter of minutes.

Just outside the kingdom, people ran screaming in fear and confusion. They were lost and confused. Rumors spread that Rapunzel went missing for no one can find their Princess. Not even the survivors can return for the Nightbloom pollen was preventing anyone from searching for her.

Meanwhile, at the top of the tower, Belladonna was watching as her kingdom was being abandoned... All because of her. Rapunzel was at her side, staring blankly at the scene playing in front of her. The child watched in anxiety as she tightly squeezed her stuffed bunny around her arms.

A cold feeling of emptiness. A sight of terrible death that took millions. An illness that no one can escape. It was very much like the Plague of the Black Death.

Inside, she did felt regret. It was just like in her dreams... And now, it has become reality.

She couldn't believed it. It was her fault all over again. A feeling came to visit her. It felt familiar, yet at the same time, foreign.

'I haven't felt this before... I believe people called it 'regret'.' she thought. 'Or... Maybe I did, but I was too blind to see it myself.'

"Father's gone." she softly spoke, addressing to her sister without looking at her. She still kept her sight at the perishing people.

Her father, the second person who loved her other than Rapunzel... And now he was gone. By her hands. She has no other choice, but to moved on. All she has was Rapunzel now. And just like Mother Gothel said, the people will be against her. She knows what part she is playing in this new chapter of the story. The little bird who continues to fall... Though she is broken, she will try to survive. She shall be safe if she can get rid of all the nuisances that stands in her way. She'll have to get rid of the people. Not just in Floralia, but the rest of the world.

That way, she'll have Rapunzel. Her sister, the only family she has left, won't be taken away. That she can assure of. The loss of her father drove the child to take extreme measures- to make sure no more of her love ones are taken away. The Princess no longer cares for the people so long as Rapunzel was with her. Because her sister is the Guardian of the Lilac Bellflower, she won't be affected by the pollen. It will just be Rapunzel and her. If they painted her to be the villain for this chapter of an entirely new story, then she shall play that part well. And that is a promise.

Meanwhile, despite Rapunzel was no longer free of her own will, despite her mind can no longer resist, there was a little part of her still awake to see what was happening around her.

'So it has to come to this... Why?' the Princess thought sadly. 'Bella, what could have pushed you to go this far?'

Her questions was never answered nor can she even voiced it out. She was trapped, bounded by the Tiara of Reverie. In a daydream because that is the name of the crown she is wearing.

From afar, a cloaked figure smiled. Her plan was working. But now, it was time for her to leave. The Princess can handle the rest with all the plant monsters she had provided for her. And there was no doubt that the girl now know that the Nightbloom will bloom once Rapunzel sings... Everything is all set and ready. So, all what's left to do is to patiently wait. Once Flora is weaken, she'll take that opportunely.

"Hm, I heard that the Land of Oz is perfect during this time of the year." a laugh can be heard as the figure opened a portal.

A few days have passed in the Snowfall Kingdom. A lovely figure, dressed in white, was gracefully walking to her room until an excited youth came running towards her.

"Good morning, Mother!" he exclaims.

The woman turned and smiled, "Gwyn."

Her sweet little Prince. Well, he wasn't exactly "little" anymore. The boy already had turned sixteen and everyday, he would greet her with a "good morning" and end the day with a "goodnight".

"Mother, can I go travel around the world?" Gwyn asked excitingly.

Snow White had a small frown on her face, "Oh, Gwyn. I'm sorry, but I don't think it is the right time yet."

"What not? I'm sixteen, I can take care of myself." he insisted. "Is something wrong, Mother?"

The Queen sighs. That was Gwyn alright, always knowing when she was worried over something.

"There has been news about a plague spreading."

"A plague?"

"Yes, one that leaves the victims in an ill-state... Which is why you won't be leaving the palace." Snow White explained. "It's too dangerous."

"There you go again, Mother. You're being overprotective." Gwyn joked.

Snow giggled at that remark, "Oh, Gwyn, what am I going to do with you?"

"Take me along on your adventures?" the Prince suggested.

The Queen sighed with a smile, shaking her head as she crossed her arms, "You certainly inherited your father's sense for adventures... And your uncle's eagerness to go on adventures."

"Must have run in the family." Gwyn gave another joke.

Snow White laughed, "Alright, I'll allow you to explore the world-"

"YES!"

"Only when you turn eighteen, that is." she added.

"Aw, that's another two years! I can't wait that long!" he exclaimed.

His mother only laughed more, "Go play with Leo. He must be lonely after his companion left."

"Alright." Gwyn agreed as his mother gave him a little push on his back.

After he left, Snow White entered her room. Her smile disappeared from her face, replaced with a serious expression. Taking out a paper and a blue pen, she started writing a letter to her dear brother. It has been such a long time since she last spoken to him. It was after their argument that they had stopped speaking with each other. When he left his home and her behind... But the past should be left in the past. There's no point in changing what already has transpire. All she could do is attempt to mend the broken relationship she took part in so many years ago.

The young Queen was aware of her older twin's love for the eldest Princess of Floralia, Rapunzel. Rumors spread that she went missing. Knowing her brother, he will attempt a reckless rescue, but it will only get him into serious trouble. If she could, she would have gone to Floralia, herself. But the pollen will only proved dangerous to her after she had consumed Nightbloom poison that was inside the apple her stepmother gave her. However, she knows that she won't be watching from the sidelines any longer. If something were to happen to her brother, she will step in.

"Just please don't do anything reckless, Ross." she whispered as she sent her familiar to send the letter.

Fortunately, somewhere around the world, Ross did received the letter. At first, he was shocked over the fact that his sister was sorry over their feud years ago. Maybe it wasn't her, but there no doubt... It was her handwriting. In neat, clear blue ink. But he didn't ponder over that thought for long. He has to return to Floralia to find Rapunzel. However, upon reaching the fallen kingdom, the Fire Prince couldn't enter for the poison in the pollen keeps him from getting closer. He cannot do this alone.

Asking the nearby survivors what had happened, they say that the Princess was still in the kingdom and that she never made it out. But what worried Ross was their claims of Rapunzel not being herself. That she was strangely detached from the world. The Prince made a note of it in his diary. Then an idea came to his mind. There was a tale of a child who is immune to any magic, a Golden Child. He vaguely remembers his father mentioning that the Moon Priest, Hansel, was a Golden Child, himself.

However, Hansel could be out anywhere, but there was still hope. It is said that his descendant was closed by, residing in his homeland. Taking this knowledge with him, Ross Red took the courage and decides to return home. It may take time, considering where he is, but he's ready.

Two years have passed, it was now 2011. Belladonna now has what she wanted, but at the cost of real happiness. Her sister wasn't the lively girl she knew. Now she was just as blank and emotionless as a puppet. The girl had regretted it, but what other options does she has? There were no other options. Leaving the tower, the Princesses made their way at the other end of the drawbridge. The girl had noted that there was one knight and four flower maidens. Could they represent the Fire Prince and the Guardians, minus her?

Whatever the reason, she hated that knight. Wanting to make a mockery of the "knight in shining armor", the girl got rid of the axe in his hands and replaced it with a green scepter. Satisfied, she continued. Taking a stroll around the abandoned kingdom with Rapunzel following her, the girl made her way to the Hall of the Guardians.

There were six perfect statues of the Guardians chosen by Flora. From left to right, Rapunzel, Briar Rose, and Snow White. The Guardians who were given flowers of Life. Countering them from left to right was Ross Red, Ivy Green, and herself. The Guardians who were given flowers of Death. This kingdom was well-known for recording the history of the Guardians since they were chosen by their favored Goddess, Flora. But that didn't matter to the Princess.

She then turned her attention at the statue of Prince Ross Red. She still has hatred for him, believing that he was to blame.

"If you never came in the first place and meddle with my happiness, this would have never happened!" she bitterly exclaimed. "All this death... Was your fault!"

Going over to the statue, Belladonna grabbed a few rocks and pelt them at the stone figure. She let all her anger and hatred out, throwing more rocks until she was satisfied. It was until the statue was beheaded that the girl collapsed to her knees in exhaustion. Rapunzel could only watch as only more questions came flooding to her mind. She noted the angry and tear-stained expression on her little sister

'Why Bella? Why do you hate Ross so much?'

After a few minutes, the child got up again to walk towards at the fallen head.

"The next time you come back, I'll make sure that you're next." she stomp her foot, braking the head into several pieces.

She knew. She knew that the Fire Prince will come after she had requested Rapunzel to sing for her earlier in the morning.

'Stop it, Bella! This isn't like you!'

The girl then turned her tearful glare at the beheaded statue.

"No one deserves to know about you." with that remark, she scratched at the plaque, destroying what was written on it. After that, she started to reflect on her own actions. Lastly, she looked at the statue of herself. "I don't deserve to be a Guardian."

With that final remark, she took out a small vial. The water was filled with Nightbloom. If the pollen can render someone helpless, then in liquid form, it can do something worse. Almost like acid. She poured it on her own statue, eroding the stone and the plaque.

At the end of the day, the tired girl and her older sister returned to the tower- where they'll live out their days until the pollen destroys the world. The Princess could only sleep with a troubled mind. Tomorrow will be the day when her giant Nightbloom will bloom.

I'm sorry, but that's concludes the ending for pre- Ballad of Rapunzel. Six chapters for the sixth Guardian.

1) The dream sequence was a reference to the Mirror Ending, the second to last, if not, the worse ending ever.

2) I feel that Belladonna scribble Ross' eyes in her diary is symbolic to how the Prince in Rapunzel was blinded in the thorns after he fall from the tower. Funny that never happened to Ross when we jumped and survive a fall the second time.

3) During the game, I kinda felt that you cannot simply take off the flower crown...

4) Yeah... If you've forgotten, there was a note saying that the King refused to kill Bella. Almost forgot to put in that detail myself.

5) The "everyone carries a peace of a shadow" is similar to Carl Jung's "everyone carries a shadow". I just changed it a bit.

6) Poor King Crisanto. He only wanted the best for his daughters.

7) Hate Mother Gothel!

8) Yay, a small scene of Snow and Ross.

9) I kinda wondered how did Snow White's letter ended up behind the mirror in the game. Did Ross put it there while the Detective was unconscious before going to his shrine to recover? How was that even possible? And I don't think Snow White would put it there herself because I feel that she wanted Ross to have that letter. (Sigh) sometimes things just doesn't get explained in HOPA games, even the small details.

Well, that's all I have to comment. What did you think of this final chapter? Please review.