SHATTERED.

.ι нave мade υp мy мιnd тo вecoмe a тype oғ мagιcal gιrl dιғғerenт тнan yoυ all./// 

 The aquamarine puella magi had vanished underneath the white cape of her magical girl costume,and when she emerged several cutlasses appeared embedded into the ground encircling where she stood. Oktavia, the Witch whom she had learned to control towered over Sayaka, it pointed its saber directly at Homura, and a barrage of wheels were sent crashing down onto the fallen magical girl. She grabbed a cutlass by the hilt and lifted it from the ground only to hurl it towards the toy soldier familiars the ravenette had spawned.

“I won’t let you! I know what you’re planning, Akemi Homura! Madoka refused to believe your plan, but I won’t let her naivety cause this whole universe she created for us magical girls to be destroyed!” Oktavia choppily moved behind the puella magi of justice. Sayaka ripped each blade from the ground and launched them all towards Homura. Madoka had forseen Homura’s deception, but she had refused to believe it. Miki Sayaka knew that it was not a farce, Homura DID indeed intend to tamper with the Law of Cycles. 

That…

That was something Sayaka REFUSED to allow. 

She would fight to her very last breath if it meant stopping Homura Akemi’s insane ploy. Madoka may hate her for the rest of eternity for it, but it was a risk she was more than willing to take. She wouldn’t allow her best friend’s sacrifice to be put in vain.

{||{ ᴰᵉᵃᵗʰ ᶳᵘʳʳᵒᵘᶰᵈᶳ ᵐᵉ }||}

            ‘ Plan… ning ? ‘

The BROKEN WITCH had no malicious plans, or drives to break apart the precious light she sought to see once more. No – for this one had not gone through terror and pain alone for such a short time. She had never gotten the chance to live, to suffer for Madoka’s miracle. She was taken down before such a thing… could rot her soul into wanting to HARM the Goddess.

She was DAMNED to nothing but her mural.

HOMULILLY ran and tried to avoid the angry girl’s witch attacks, screaming in fear and panic as she was attacked, the doll hospital coming apart as Oktavia continued to rip apart her only safe place. She ran for the mural, the one place untouched, curling up before it.

            ‘ I-I don’t want to hurt her… ‘

Blades. So many of them. Manuke came to her rescue, blocking many, but some slipped through, missing her, missing her mural, missing their mark.

The voice of the damned struck dread into the magical girl. She didn’t feel like she was fighting a malicious fallen maho shoujo, no. She felt... like a bully. A elegant, gloved hand rose sternly in front of Oktavia, and as a result the Witch dissolved into a puddle of shallow water which covered a good portion of the floor the two were atop of. Small, aqua boots walked over to the forsaken magical girl. With each step came a splash of water, which was no higher than ankle length.

\\\.ι нave мade υp мy мιnd тo вecoмe a тype oғ мagιcal gιrl dιғғerenт тнan yoυ all./// “For me? Th-Thank you Madoka, I’ll take good care of them.”

The bluenette clasped her hand tightly around the items that the goddess bestowed upon her. A solemn smile had spread across her lips. She wanted to cry, but she couldn’t bring herself to do it in front of the rosette.

{||{ ᴰᵉᵃᵗʰ ᶳᵘʳʳᵒᵘᶰᵈᶳ ᵐᵉ }||}

She couldn’t lose this fight. The Clara Dolls couldn’t lose this fight to this girl, she couldn’t be killed yet. She had to wait for the Goddess to take her, to rid her of her sin staining her soul. She couldn’t die just yet !!

German prayers whispered between bleeding lips, a desperate plea to the Goddess who never shined her light into the desolate land she populated. Manuke, her precious doll deemed the Stupid-Looking one, kept her company as she bled and prayed for salvation.

\\\.ι нave мade υp мy мιnd тo вecoмe a тype oғ мagιcal gιrl dιғғerenт тнan yoυ all./// 

 The aquamarine puella magi had vanished underneath the white cape of her magical girl costume,and when she emerged several cutlasses appeared embedded into the ground encircling where she stood. Oktavia, the Witch whom she had learned to control towered over Sayaka, it pointed its saber directly at Homura, and a barrage of wheels were sent crashing down onto the fallen magical girl. She grabbed a cutlass by the hilt and lifted it from the ground only to hurl it towards the toy soldier familiars the ravenette had spawned.

“I won’t let you! I know what you’re planning, Akemi Homura! Madoka refused to believe your plan, but I won’t let her naivety cause this whole universe she created for us magical girls to be destroyed!” Oktavia choppily moved behind the puella magi of justice. Sayaka ripped each blade from the ground and launched them all towards Homura. Madoka had forseen Homura’s deception, but she had refused to believe it. Miki Sayaka knew that it was not a farce, Homura DID indeed intend to tamper with the Law of Cycles. 

That...

That was something Sayaka REFUSED to allow. 

She would fight to her very last breath if it meant stopping Homura Akemi’s insane ploy. Madoka may hate her for the rest of eternity for it, but it was a risk she was more than willing to take. She wouldn’t allow her best friend’s sacrifice to be put in vain.

Accepting Death Prompts

❀ ; - Madoka reached out, her bloodied hand grasping Sayaka’s pure, untainted one. Her very best friend.. She remembered all the fun they had together before Puella Magi’s and Kyubey entered their lives.. All the laughter and happy moments.. A silent tear slid down Madoka’s cheek. Why did it all have to change? 

                                     Such was the t w i s t e d fate of all magical girls..        “T-thank you so much, Sa..Sayaka.. Y-you truely are my best friend.. Keep f-fighting for me, o-okay?” The pinkette’s left her voice in nothing more than a broken whisper. She didn’t want to leave this Earth.. To leave Sayaka.                                               Oh God, she was so afraid. 

"T-thank you.." Madoka’s dull, pink eyes slid closed, and her body went limp in her friends arms.                                                                                              DEATH embraced her.