The girl stares at Heather and Angel with her posture shaking as she tries to take deep breaths. From just a glance, Heather can tell exactly what this girl was thinking. She doesn’t want to be here…
Jewel: Last chance to leave.
Heather: We literally can’t. The door was shut behind us…
Jewel looks at her confused but then regains her composure.
Jewel: I see. It looks like only one side will remain in this fight… and I won’t go down so easily.
She dashes at Heather with a flaming fist but Angel quickly pulls her out of the way, making her slam into a wall.
Angel: Heather get your bat out!
Heather: What? But she’s a child!
Angel: Use it for defending yourself!
Heather reaches through a curtain and takes out the bat, armed and ready as a fireball heads her way. She quickly hits it away as the fire dissipates. Jewel looks at Heather with wonder.
Jewel: Where did you get that bat from…?
Heather: Maybe I’ll tell you if we just stop fighting.
Jewel thought about it but she shook her head and created multiple fireballs around her preparing to send an entire volley of them. Heather braced herself, gripping her bat, and hitting the fireballs once they were close enough, protecting both Angel and herself.
Heather: Why are you still fighting us? You’re not being influenced by Cross anymore! You’re free?
Jewel: Yeah! Too free!
She says, shaking. Heather looks at her confused but still cautious.
Jewel: I lost everything! My friends left me, My dad is dead, and all I have left is obeying Cross! He’s the only thing that gives me purpose anymore! That's all I am right now! A tool made to be used and broken!
Heather stayed silent and put down her bat. From her mannerisms, it looks like Jewel is crying but no tears are coming out.
Jewel: I HAD EVERYTHING! RICHES, FAME, GLORY, EVERYTHING UNTIL IT WAS ALL TAKEN AWAY FROM ME! THE ONLY THING I CAN DO NOW IS OBEY!
Heather: That's not true!
She says walking up to her holding her hand out.
Heather: I used to listen to someone awful too! Maybe not as bad as Cross, but I was still influenced to do bad things!
Jewel: SHUT UP! DON’T ACT LIKE YOU KNOW ME!
She yells out as she gets up and creates a huge fire around her, heating up the locked up room around them. Heather holds up her arms to cover her face to block the heat away from herself.
Heather: Please just listen to me! I can help you! I can be your friend!
Jewel: YOU DON’T UNDERSTAND ME! NO ONE UNDERSTANDS ME! JUST DON’T MAKE THIS HARDER THAN IT NEEDS TO BE!

Her tears keep evaporating to hide how distraught she actually is. She keeps raising the heat higher and higher, letting out screams of agony as she does.
Heather: STOP! YOU’RE HURTING YOURSELF!
Jewel: I DON’T CARE! I HAVE TO RISK EVERYTHING FOR THIS!
Angel, getting on her feet, took off her sweater and threw it aside. She quickly ran over to Heather and put her hand on her shoulder.
Angel: Hey… I think I have an idea…
Heather: What is it..?
Angel: Just trust me on this… hold still…
She says placing a hand on top of Heather’s head. She then held out another hand and aimed it at Jewel, who kept heating up the room… The temperature was making Angel dizzy but she knew she had to take the shoot. From the palm of her hand, Angel shoots out a small yet quick blast at her, knocking Jewel over. The second she was hit, everything seemed to move in slow motion for her… What was she hearing?
“Listen to me this once in your pathetic life. The world's a stage. And you don’t stop dancing and you don’t stop singing, even if it kills you. Be as loud and proud as possible, or else no one will care about you. You got that?”
“G-got it…”
“I just… don’t feel like… I’m wanted…”
“SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP!”
“I DON’T WANT TO DIE!”
“Of course you will. You’re the richest and luckiest girl alive, after all.”
These were not her memories… What was she seeing?
Jewel: …Oh… I guess she is like me.
She says, finally stopping the fire and letting her tears flow out. Heather got up and put a hand on her forehead, wiping some sweat off her face while Angel put her sweater back on. She walks up to Jewel, who was lying on the floor and letting her tears stream down her face and to the ground.
Heather: Hey… are you alright?
Jewel: …Heather… that's a nice name…
Heather kneels down next to her.
Heather: Thanks… what's your name?
Jewel: I’m Jewel…
Heather: You have a nice name too.
She says taking out her hand to help her up. Jewel takes it and gets up, wiping some tears away from her eyes.
Jewel: How?
Heather: Hm?
Jewel: How did you get through it? Everything seemed like it was pushing you to the breaking point… how do you keep going?
Heather thinks to herself and kneels down to Jewel’s level.
Heather: Well… I guess I was just lucky. I had good people around me to put me back in line.
Jewel: Oh… I wish I had people like that…
Heather giggles a bit and holds out her hands.
Heather: Well you do now, Jewel. Your luck is about to change.

Jewel smiles and takes her hands as Angel walks behind them.
Angel: Hey you two, the door opened again.
They look back and see that the door where they came from has opened along with a new door in the front.
Heather: Alright, let's get going Jewel.
Jewel, hiding behind Heather, nods. As the two walk up a staircase a flash of yellow energy blinds them for a couple seconds.
Jewel: What was that?!
She says scared and clingy to Heather.
Heather: Oh… Eren must have done that thing again…
Jewel: Thing? What thing?
Heather: I’ll tell you later. Lets keep going everyone
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