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Disclaimer :
Coconuts!, Diavolica!, & my secret siSTAR characters © their respective authors
The fandoms in which this fic references from also belong to their respective authors.

Warning : possible OOCs, foul words, no gore, references to other existing fandoms, etc.

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A piece of Chopin’s Minute Waltz was heard across the room, with light vibrations that followed every three seconds. Viktoir picked up her cellphone on the vanity mirror and answered the call; it was from Melissa. “Hello?”

“Heeeeeey Viks! Pasto called us all to Cloviote. Urgent!” Melissa informed with her usual high-pitched voice. The blonde let out an inaudible sigh before replying, “Got it. I’ll be there within break’s time. Please tell the others to stay online so I can read updates. See ya.”

The call ended. Viktoir looked up and saw a dark-haired man staring at her curiously. “Goddamn it, Connor. Can’t you be less suspecting?” Viktoir sighed. “Hell, Vik. That was from Melissa the Kid, so how come I’m not suspicious?” Connor scowled as he put on his trench coat. “I’m going with you. You tend to cheat on me with her and the other one, so I’ll have to keep an eye on you.” Viktoir only rolled her eyes in slight annoyance as she adjusted her ascot. “Dude, please. Can we just stop talking about my relationships today? Pasto called for something more important.” she said before storming off with coat on hand. Connor only shook his head and reluctantly followed her.

—Coconuts’ GC—

Vik – @ButterflyMoon
Viktoir here. Any updates?

Hugh Luccaferio – @__Adamantinus
So far, none. But you better hurry up, Melissa is starting to worry.

Vik – @ButterflyMoon
Will do. Thankies, Hugh.

Narancia best bro! – @Moonlit_Demon
Reminder. Location : the Orphanage.

LeviTheo = heaven – @Leviathan_Vessel
WTF is that display name @Moonlit_Demon

Narancia best bro! – @Moonlit_Demon
WTF is that display name (2) @Leviathan_Vessel

Vik – @ButterflyMoon
Demons, please. Also why don’t you make yourself an account, Levi?

LeviTheo = heaven – @Leviathan_Vessel
Who needs an account when you can have your bro’s

LeviTheo = heaven – @Leviathan_Vessel
OH SHIT HE’S BEHIND ME

Melissa! – @Triumphant4Ever
There goes our fave beatdown... HURRY UP OR I’LL FUCKING KILL YOU, VIKTOIR!!

Greg – @Leviathan_Vessel
Gregory here. I’m sorry for all the mess Leviarth made in this account. Please forgive him, too. (_ _)

Beyth – @UnbeatableBeyth
It’s OK, Greg. Levi made it merrier. I still had to keep calm tho.

Vik – @ButterflyMoon
Can’t you be more patient, Melissa? I’m dragging this black birdie with me. *sigh*

Rosemarie C.S. – @Chrome_Strife
............................ I hope nothing bad happens. I’ve arrived at the destination, by the way.

Narancia best bro! – @Moonlit_Demon
Good.

Madella Jackson – @pharmacy_girl
Um, excuse me, guys. Do you know where Cloviote is? I seem to get lost again...

Melissa! – @Triumphant4Ever
Where are you now, Madella?

Madella Jackson – @pharmacy_girl
Verissity.

Hugh Luccaferio – @__Adamantinus
*facepalm* ...I’ll pick you up. Wait where you stand! @pharmacy_girl

Pastous R. – @Moonlit_Demon
There, I changed back my display name.

—Quarto’s GC—

Vik – @ButterflyMoon
Hey, girls. Anyone got notice from my Pasto?

Kristanna Cavello – @NOT_amnesiac
Yes. I’m already at the Orphanage.

D.C. – @CheetahBigSis
Babies, I’m headin’ there w/ Noel straight from Daddy’s store. :”(

Pastous R. – @Moonlit_Demon
Need me to pick you up?

|@CheetahBigSis is offline.|

Pastous R. – @Moonlit_Demon
Dorothy?

melancholic – @Grazel_Angel
@ButterflyMoon @Moonlit_Demons @NOT_amnesiac @CheetahBigSis Reached Cloviote. C U at the orphanage, darlings! :*

Kristanna Cavello – @NOT_amnesiac
Wait! I’ll be there soon!

—Cyclone’s GC—

Vik – @ButterflyMoon
Reyden?

Sharclair – @LostGemini
I’m on my way.

Vik – @ButterflyMoon
Yeah, me too. Dude’s here, how troublesome.

NEED Zs – @SleuthGemini
I’m being dragged T^T)/

Pastous R. – @Moonlit_Demon
Please, Vernon, don’t slur “sloth” to “sleuth”. They carry different meanings.

NEED Zs – @SleuthGemini
Eeeeeh...?

NEED Zs – @SlothGemini
Since Pastor says so...

Pastous R. – @Moonlit_Demon
Oh. My. God. I can’t stand this kid... *facepalm*

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Half an hour later, Viktoir and Connor arrived. The teams’ representatives were already there, with some other members. Coconuts’ Greg with everyone except Hugh and Madella, Cyclone’s Reyden and Vernon, Quatro’s Grazel and Krista, and Lionguard’s Lioness—the last brought Viktoir to surprise. “Lioness, why are you here? Did Pasto call you too?” she aked. The purple-haired smirked as a yes, then said, “If the dude calls all of us here, it sure means something urgent. Too bad I can’t bring the rest of my squad here, though.” “Glad Rave’s not coming. Viktoir’s relationship with him is also suspicious.” Connor thought as he let out a sigh.

Soon after, the rest—Hugh, Madella, Dorothy, and Noel—arrived. As everyone sat down around a large round table, Pasto began, “First, I thank you all for coming all the way here. Today I’ll tell you all of the information I’ve gathered lately.” “No fair! You went on an adventure without telling us!” Dorothy pouted. “So what happened on Pasto’s Bizarre Adventure?” Leviarth asked with a mocking tone. Pasto put up an annoyed expression, but continued nonetheless.

“First thing I’ll tell you is about Starioth. I guess most of you have already known about him, haven’t you?” Viktoir flinched in fear hearing that accursed name, but Pasto didn’t give a damn. “Starioth is an elite executioner, immoral incarnate of the grim reaper. When it comes to killing, he is highly indiscriminate. I and Drya have sighted him recently, and it appears that he is starving for homicide at the moment. Keep in mind that he is extremely dangerous, and if you happen to see him, never let him spot you.” she explained. “Hmph. You’re telling us to run from him?” Theo snorted, before suddenly a loud slam was heard from the table. “What the hell!?” Leviarth shouted angrily. “So you won’t let me have a great heart straight away, you pacifist bitch?!?!”

The next thing that happened was Pasto’s pen-sized Lunar Guard being shoved deep onto Leviarth’s right cheek. Pasto’s overall expression remained nonchalant, but her eyes were outrageously menacing. “Shut. Up.” She hissed before pulling away her staff. Leviarth pouted and rubbed his cheek, which was slightly scarred. The others fell to a deep silence until Krista raised a hand and said, “You may continue, Pasto.” Pasto blinked, seemingly had snapped from her trance, and continued, “The reason I forbid you to confront him is this.” She spread a load of papers onto the table. Vernon browsed through the papers with a drowsy look, then looked at Pasto. “Aren’t these from Mr. Scramble’s archives?” he asked. Pasto quickly shot a glare, which silenced him. “I bet she stole them, if Manscramble didn’t lend her.” Leviarth thought.

“I see...” Greg said, reading the papers one by one. “This person, being targeted by your world’s most powerful grim reaper, is indeed very dangerous. That’s why you said it’s best not to face him.” “Exactly. Especially if you’re alone.” Pasto nodded. “Even his very presence would kill you in an instant, just like how Kristanna erases people’s memories just by walking past them.” Krista only smiled and sweatdropped hearing it. “He’s far more deadly, haha...” she thought. “Hmmm... I don’t quite like the idea since I can’t go all-out against him, but if it’s for the better, I’ll accept.” Melissa sighed. “Heh. You just want to do some gory bloodbath.” Viktoir snorted. “Hey! I wanna do it for your sake, too! You went insane because of him!” The black-haired girl snapped. Connor only watched and rolled his eyes as those two lovebirds began arguing, then went back to the discussion. “So? Any other information?” he asked. “Ah, yeah. I just heard this from the Doc : the other Cyclone members might still be alive.” Pasto said. Viktoir froze, her argument was cut midway. The first reaction to be heard was Reyden and Vernon’s united “Hurrah!”. “You’re not serious!” Viktoir intervened as she drew her face closer to the ombre-haired Side. Pasto only sighed and said, “Yes, I am.” Her fingers were snapping between their faces. Viktoir blinked and turned to Reyden, her composure regained in an instant. “If that’s true...” she whispered. Reyden nodded and exclaimed, “If Clovois and the others are alive, we gotta find them and rebuild Cyclone!” “But then, does it mean Viktoir will leave Coconuts for Cyclone?” Madella asked in a sad tone.

Once again, a grim silence engulfed the atmosphere. Rose hung her head, Hugh closed her eyes, and both Greg and Theo looked away. “If she wants to leave...” Leviarth hissed, “then just leave. Losing a member won’t matter. I’d even be grateful if it means that bitch is gone as well, gone to Hell that is.” Then suddenly a loud slam was heard. This time it was Melissa who slammed the table. “Like hell that would happen!” she shouted. “I won’t let my precious Viks leave us!”

However, contrary to everyone’s glum air, Viktoir was stoic... or utterly confused. “Seriously, guys, what are you guys so emotional about?” she asked. At this point, most of Coconuts’ members had their jaws dropped. Madella was the first to speak, asking, “So, you’re not leaving?” Viktoir facepalmed upon hearing it. “Hell no! Let me make it clear : I’m not leaving anyone’s team for another! Don’t you remember that I’m part of both Coconuts and Quatro? And now Cyclone’s going to make it three!” she said loudly. “But won’t you be busier if you’re managing three teams?” Another inquiry came from Rose. Viktoir sighed and rolled her eyes, then continued, “I won’t. Cyclone may have more members than Coconuts, and all of them are boys, the opposite of this, but most of them aren’t in need to be put in bay.” Rose put up a blank expression, while the others hummed an “Oh”. Leviarth instead pouted and looked away.

“Guys, guys... er, if I may, babies?” Dorothy called and raised her hand. Everyone glanced at her with a weird look... well, that nickname was something beyond affectionate. “What’s it, Catalino?” Lioness asked. The redhead turned to her little sister—Noel, who then showed a picture of a feline-like creature with long ears and many beautiful tails, and something resembling a human being standing with its back facing the feline’s side. “A faerie?” Hugh mumbled. “Hey, isn’t that Nahuel?” Vernon asked, pointing at the feline. Noel nodded and pointed to herself, saying, “Nahuel is in Noel’s body. She is a good kitty.” Levi nodded and replied, “Yeah, yeah. We know that. Nahuel is a good kitty,” then he went on rage, in a pose similar to DIO’s, “except when she gets a shitload of hearts she won’t share them with me!! Aaaargh!!” “And he loses much more sanity than Viktoir when that happens.” Pasto growled and rolled her eyes, much to Leviarth’s annoyance. “It seems...” The horned Side rose up, clutching Pasto’s turtleneck collar, “you’re really going to be my meal, you lustless spawn.” “Oh?” The ombre-haired smirked, clearly looking down at him while also clutching his cold neck, “Bring it on, you serpent’s offspring.” Imaginary lightning sparks were forming in their gaze as they threw taunts to each other.

“Too bad the other Levi isn’t here.”

“What if she is?”

“She’d love to see me exploding your shitty head.”

“Uh-huh? I thought she’d love seeing me mince that eyesore-inducing figure of yours.”

“Eat my heart if you can.”

“Shoot my head if you can.”

“Go to Hell.”

“YOU go to Hell.”

“AHEM!” Grazel exclaimed loudly to distract them, yet to no avail as both Sides still continued their mockery, this time added with fouler words and everyone sensitive to them must cover their ears. As her patience rapidly vaporised, the angel incarnate quickly pulled her hair clips to form Icarus Bow and attempted to shoot a blazing Atomic Thunderbolt, only to be stopped by her classmates. Vernon walked towards them and asked, “Hellooo~? I haven’t done my Physics homework yet. Can I borrow your notes?” “SHUT THE FUCK UP, YOU SHITTY SLOTH INCARNATE!!” Both Pasto and Leviarth yelled out, enough to silence him as the poor child walked back to the others and sunk to his knees. “Any other ideas?” Theo asked. Everyone shook their heads. “They’re hopeless.” Dorothy commented.

“Just ignore them.” Viktoir said, massaging her temple, then turned to Noel and asked, “Back to the picture, Noel, who’s the one behind Nahuel?” Noel just shook her head. “I never know her. But she is weally beautiful, whenever I see her. She wears spawkling jewellewy and a gowgeous, thin silk gown. It is adowned with gems that gleam like chains.” she explained. “Chains don’t gleam, but the explanation quite makes sense.” Krista said. Dorothy pointed to the figure behind Nahuel. “And this girl, I don’t know her name, she’s the one who gave powers to me.” she said. “What powers?” Lioness asked while still holding Grazel. “Don’t you remember the time when we—all of us fought together against a horde of zombies?” Viktoir reminded.

—Flashback – a week ago—

“Lionguards saved!” Gustave reported as soon as they reached the classroom. “It was a little rough down there, but we managed to handle it.” “Yeah, but you kept dragging me away when I wanted to save Valeron.” Viktoir snorted. “And who’s the asshole that kept on calling me ‘Pale’?” Valeron added, much to the leader’s dismay. Gre quickly calmed them down, “Okay, okay. You all made it here safely. The other students were already evacuated. Now all that’s left is to eliminate these monsters.” Everyone looked out from the window. The zombies were still roaming like in those zombie apocalypse games.

“Ohhh...” Lioness, who suddenly got excited, pulled out her crossbow and grenades, giving the latter to Krista—who looked at the explosives with a Sunny Blonde-voiced “What am I supposed to do with this?” look—before starting to shoot the zombies. “We’ll help out!” Viktoir said as both she and Rave summoned their shotguns and began the bullet rain as well, followed by Grazel with her archery set and the other Lionguards with their respective firearms. Even Gre also attacked with a huge machine gun he hid under the lecturer’s desk—which at first actually brought his students to jawdrops. However, the zombies kept on appearing and were now trying to climb the campus’ wall. Valeron snatched the grenades’ caps and shouted, “Throw the gift, Kristanna! You can’t erase a fucking undead’s memories!” Krista only stared at the trap girl for a moment before throwing the little bombs out. A lot of loud booms were heard across the whole campus and killing the zombies...

...but the explosion sent another swarm of them! “Holy shit.” Derby hissed under her breath. “We ran out of ammunition.” Corwin said, almost losing his cool. “Worry not, guys.” Viktoir held her agate pendant and summoned her Side, “Pastous Rhodoleon!” Pasto quickly manifested and took over her Mundane’s body. She took out the Lunar Guard and had it extend to the size of a magician’s wand. “You sure have some nerve, Viktoir, calling me out when I’m cramming for Carivia’s class...” she muttered with a slightly annoyed look. “But never mind. I know what you want me to do.” The Lust’s incarnate leaped out of the window, and as she was free-falling, she aimed the glowing tip of her staff towards the sea of undead below. “Full Moon... Awakening!”

As soon as she shouted the attack name, a turquoise ring was formed around Lunar Guard, charging its power while protecting Pasto with its thin, transparent barrier. Then from the wand’s tip, a silvery, bright ray appeared and pierced through the protection. It rushed in an extremely high speed towards the zombies, before exploding and finishing them off. Feeling triumphant, Pasto landed with a break-fall. To her surprise, those creeping monsters kept appearing, now surrounding her. “It’s no use, guys!!” she screamed in horror. At this point, Dorothy stormed out from the classroom and came outside. She placed her hands in front of her chest, with the palms facing outwards. Her eyes were glowing in menace, just like Noel when using Nahuel’s power. “You hopeless beings, receive my finishing blow!” she shouted as a fuschia beam came out from her palms. Pasto moved out of the way and saw what that attack did : it engulfed the zombies and turned them to dust, erasing their very existence.

“...Wow...”

Fascination gleamed in her yellowish eyes.

—Flashback ends—

“Ah! That one! How could I forget such an event!” Lioness said. “That’s one hell of a classic finishing blow...” Viktoir chuckled. “That attack was so dazzling, but if I didn’t move out at that time, I’d be erased too for sure.” Pasto suddenly appeared and commented. “That little fairy seems interesting to pick a fight with.” Leviarth added with a manic grin. Everyone looked at them, and once again, the jawdrops scene occurred with a cricket-noise silence following. The two Sides blinked and asked in unison, “What?”

“WHEN DID YOU TWO MAKE UP?!?!?!?!?!” everyone shouted in utter disbelief, save for Hugh who only sighed heavily. “Huh?” Both demons frowned and looked at each other, then shook their heads. “When did we fight, anyway?” Pasto asked back. “You’re seeing things, guys. Go to Hell, all of you.” Leviarth snorted. Grazel, still holding her bow, tilted her head and suddenly widened her eyes when she accidentally saw...

...a smiling figure...

...a few inches behind Pasto and Leviarth. The unexpected person put her index finger between her lips, telling Grazel to keep quiet. “Damn it, Krista...” the maple-haired facepalmed and cackled as her bow returned to its hairclip form and re-attached back to her hair.

—Flashback (2) – a few minutes ago—

“You want me to blow your head off? Huh?” Pasto growled as the tip of Lunar Guard pressed against Leviarth’s forehead. “Ha! You wouldn’t dare, BEEEEEEETCH!” Leviarth grinned, his claws already piercing Pasto’s arm. And the two began throwing taunts again.

Krista sighed at the scene. The Sides responsible for today’s information were quarreling, and nobody could stop them...

...except one.

And that was her, Kristanna Cavello.

She crept towards the two, and without anyone else noticing, she closed her eyes and walked past them. A gentle breeze brushed their faces and grey aura emanated from Krista’s seemingly unseen figure.

And that was it. Both Sides stopped the mouthy fight and stared at each other for a while, before Viktoir’s story about zombie attack attracted them. And just like the after-effect of a time stop, they didn’t realise what happened a few seconds earlier... well, to be honest, they didn’t even remember that they were fighting.

Krista smiled sweetly, completely triumphant and satisfied.

—Flashback (2) end—

“So our next task is to find that woman, right?” Vernon asked with a drowsy yawn following. Dorothy nodded, and then it was Connor’s turn to give his info, which was the last one for today. “I’m planning to make this place our shared hideout,” he began, “since its location is impossible to track down, and I hope our bastard Starioth can’t find this place either. What do you think?” The teams’ leaders replied the same, “No objections.” “But this place is really worn out. Shouldn’t we fix it a little?” Madella asked. “No objections as well!” Grazel replied gleefully. “Let’s all bring the tools and we’ll start renovating by the next meeting!” “Good grief... You’re not the one to give orders, Angelique.” Lioness said, sweatdropped, while Grazel only grinned innocently. Connor only sighed and said, “Okay then, we’ll start the repair on the next meeting. Also for the CLU inmates—” “We’re not in jail, dude.” Viktoir cut in. “—whatever. You should also keep an eye on your lecturer, Gregory Elderwood. He’s crazy as hell.” the redhead informed. “Mr. Gre’s also suspicious?” Krista mused and closed her eyes. “Wow. So there’s another Gregory out there.” Melissa mumbled. “Not really surprised, though. That name is quite mainstream after all.”

“And for Diavolica’s residents, we’ll have a new classmate starting tomorrow. Menace just told me via telepathy. Prepare yourselves.” Pasto added. “What?! New classmate again??” Leviarth exclaimed, and growled in distaste afterwards. “Where does he or she come from?” Vernon inquired. “The other side of the world, so said our lady. And it’s a she.” Pasto replied. “Why can’t we get more boys...” Leviarth grimaced. “Who knows? I’ll go ask the Author if she has more male Sides in store.” Pasto shrugged a bit, then snapped her fingers again. “Okay, that’s all for today. Meeting dismissed.” she said. Everyone started to take their leave. Just before Viktoir stepped out, the turquoise Side whispered to her, “Check your drawings. They might serve as evidence.” The blonde nodded and stormed out, leaving Pasto by herself. “I should head home, too...” Pasto said before picking up her papers and leaving as well.

The orphanage returned to its silence, engulfed by the darkness.

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—Noire residence—

“Where was it, where was it...” Viktoir murmured in panic as she rummaged through her desk cabinets and drawers. There was only herself at the house. Connor brought Slavain to the arcade so she could concentrate on the work. A few minutes later, her hands were already holding a transparent-teal folder containing crumpled papers. She opened the folder and pulled out the papers, carefully looking at them one by one. The pencil trace on the drawings were fading. She quickly grabbed a pen and traced back the pencil smudge. She worked on the drawings for half an hour, before finally finding out what were pictured there.

Execution.

Innocent children being killed.

A malicious smirk behind a knight’s helmet.

Her eyes went dark at once. A bloodcurdling scream escaped her mouth afterwards.

—Cavello’s laboratory—

Abigail was tidying up her report sheets when a horrifying scream echoed. She gasped, and the papers fell down from her grasp. “It can’t be... Miss Papillon’s memories about that incident came back...” she muttered under her breath. The image of Starioth’s helmet flashed in her white irises.

“Abi?” Krista called. Abigail snapped from her trance and shook her head, slightly smiling. “It’s nothing, Master.” she said softly. “I’ve prepared dinner.” Krista informed before walking away, leaving the lady in her silence.

—Diavolica Academy’s library—

It was already nighttime when Pasto crept inside. She lurked around the bookshelves, then approached the drawers with TOP SECRET written on them. As soon as she returned the papers back to one of the drawers—one with Manscrambler’s name tag attached to it—she intended to go back, but a faint light caught her attention. She walked towards the light and...

“Meeting’s over already, Rhodoleon? You’ve got some nerve to sneak around when I’m on patrol.” Carivia said, smiling while sitting at the reading corner, accompanied by a load of books and a lantern. “Ms. Carivia... I just returned Mr. Scramble’s data. He lent me and told me to return them straight to his drawer.” Pasto explained. Carivia sighed and closed the book she just read. “About the new student... just... be careful.” she muttered. Albeit being confused, Pasto only nodded.

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A charcoal-coloured shirt with a line along each side, long sleeves, and pufffy shoulders. A black and red, checkered ¼-length skirt. A black ribbon tie with a single red line on each end. And a red crown emblem seamed onto the shirt’s left chest.

The girl smiled. “Tomorrow we’ll set foot at the den of demons, Tachino!” she said as her hand clutched a crimson, beautifully decorated compact brooch. The abstract-shaped crystal on the brooch’s centre emitted a slight, powerful glow. She grinned and let out a chuckle as she looked at her reflection, which closely resembled Black Lady. Imaginary stars were filling her orange irises.

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“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH!!!!”

Two noises in rooms next to each other. Pasto fell to her knees and Leviarth was in his DIO-pose again.

“THE PHYSICS HOMEWORK!!”

Meanwhile, inside his room, Vernon was already asleep, with his homework done and Kiku’s book covering it.

Hell would befall upon Diavolica tomorrow...

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END!
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