(set shortly after shatter) 
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He could've found her. Could have followed the trail of blood straight back to the source and followed her from there. Quietly, ever the silent silver bullet he was, until she was alone and afraid for WHAT SHE'S DONE. He could've ended it in Gemini. He could've ended it in Inaria. 

Her list of destruction was growing and it only fueled the drive behind the gears in his head. 

But his mother's voice rung gently in his ears, have you made any friends?  And it was then he realized, maybe friends were more beneficial right now than enemies. Don't make more enemies in Inaria -- a rather different tune struck in his head. Destroy the ones you have with the new friends you'll make. Ah, there it is. The voice he's used to. You sly dog you!!! 

He greets his mother in the morning, honoring at least one of her rules for the party. For once, Maeva wasn't with him. She was always the one to point out the beauty where ever they went, without her life was more dull. So he went back to the things he always found interesting. 

His nose brought him back to the trail of blood. He could see it, imagine it in all it's obscene glory, sputtering through open wounds and through an eye that should be there. He twitches once, then blinks slowly. He sees a gold and red form in the distance, a princess he remembers from their invitation. 

"I'm sorry, princess. That girl, Leo, is she your friend?"