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Grace smiled. A genuine smile.

"I'll return one day."

The children looked upon the apparition of their mother as she stood before them, ghostly pale and completely transparent. Ark and Angela frowned, ears drooping as both children ran, arms extended toward their mother. When they tumbled through her, Angela had fell into the dirt and Ark maintained his balance, arms still open and eyes widened.

Grace turned around, her eyes hurt and saddened. "I'm sorry..." she said.

Angela sobbed loudly into her hands, unable to accept that their mother was dead. Her mind had cluttered with different thoughts all at one time. Was this really happening? Was her mother never to come back now that she was dead? Why was she dead? How could Ion let her die? Why was this happening to her and her brother? Why? Why? Why!

"You lied to us!" Angela yelled through her tears.

Grace shook her head slowly, her face clearly emotional. "No, I didn't...I--"

"You're a liar!" Angela exclaimed, pointing at her mother as Ark brought her up to her feet. She pushed her brother away and wiped at her eyes with the back of her sleeve. "You're a big, fat, liar!"

The smaller child looked at his sister, then turned his eyes onto his mother who he could tell wanted nothing more than to break down with Angela. Ark would have blamed his father for this. He would've convinced himself, "This is Ion's doing. He didn't protect her!" But somehow, he knew he didn't just let her die, despite everything, he knew he wouldn't let something bad happen to her. They were friends.

He also wanted to blame Grace. He wanted to tear into her, but Angela had beat him to it and somehow, he didn't even believe his or her words. Grace promised to come back for them and instead, ran off and got herself killed. But it wasn't completely her fault. It couldn't have been. She wouldn't have promised if it was all intentional.

"You should have...should have stayed..." Ark said in a broken voice.

Grace turned to her son and watched as the little boy she'd known to be so cold fall to his knees and curl up like the child he really was. Breaking into tears and crying out for his mother.

"You were all I had left and now you're dead. If you didn't leave, if you just stayed, we would atleast have you! We wouldn't be standing out in the rain in the middle of nowhere, searching for you! We could be at home with you, Grandma and Grandpa, happy! I couldn't have my dad and now I can't even have my mother!" he ranted in tears.

"Mom! Mom please come back! I can't forget about you or about dad! Come back! Please!" he bawled. Angela looked at her little brother, reaching down to hug him as she glared at her mother.

"Look what you did!" she said.

Grace reached her hand out, trying to touch her son and daughter's heads, but knew she couldn't. She just had to try. She had to show them she loved them very much. When her ghostly form neared them, Angela snarled out. "Don't!" she yelled.

Ark kept his head down. Grace backed away, sadly before she began to fade away.

"I love you both with all my heart...."

Ark glanced up and on his part, shoved his sister off, running after the figure that was his mother. "No! No mom!" he yelled, mindlessly trying to grab at her, to keep her there. Angela sat in the mud, her little heart broken. "Mama.."

"You scared her away! You yelled at her and now she's gone forever!" Ark shouted, turning around to face his sister.

"Ark, I was just so mad.."

"No! She ran away cause of you! You chased mom away! I hate you!" he yelled. Angela, taken aback by her brother's out of the ordinary character, had looked at him with possibly as much hurt as her mother had worn. "W-What? You don't mean that...right?"

He glared at her through fierce, blue, eyes and started walking up north. He ordinarily wasn't this childish, this angry and he would never have thought he'd say something like that about his sister, but he was fed up with everything. He tired of waiting for his parents and he tired of being hurt. He would ensure he never hurt this way again. No matter what the cost.

Angela shook her head and tried to run after him, but after awhile, she just decided to leave him alone for a bit. It was the worst decision she'd ever make.

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Grace: Wait, no, what just happened?!

Clarissa: Implications that Ark will also lead down Ion's path for different reasons? And that also Angela might never see her brother again for a long time?

Grace: No! Where is he? I have to--

Clarissa: What? Go find him and hug him? Yeah, not happenin'. You're in stone, sweety.

Grace: I have to try to do something!

You could go see Ion and talk to him, ya know.

Grace: : < But what if I can't find him? And what if he doesn't care?

Clarissa: *looks around to make sure Tangora ain't around* Between me and you, I'm sure he'll care just a bit. Enough to hopefully speak to his son again. Oh man, in some way, Diana gets to feel this AGAIN too. : <

Grace: Again?

Clarissa: Long story..

Atleast he's not tryin' to kill Seraph. Or Ion, of course. For more reasons than one. *nods*

Clarissa: Yep.

Diana: Oh...where's Ark? : < *is worried and hugging Angela*

Clarissa: D8 Uhhh...we don't...know? *cuddles her son*

Baby Viscen: : < *is sad cause everyone else is sad* Ma...Ma...Mmmaaa! Da!

Diana: ........!! : <