A vision of the past reveals a time of peace; an aristocratic party that briefly shines light on the glamorous and sophisticated side of the kingdom.
Among the partygoers was a peculiar woman with pointed ears, she carried with her a small box and made her way around the guests, careful not to bump into anyone or cause any unnecessary attention to herself. She meets with a brunette woman on the other side of the ballroom.
"You should open this one soon." The strange woman spoke in a familiar dual voice, offering the box as a gift to the brunette.
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Everything fades to black before another vision manifests; a group of heavily armed women enter the party following behind their masked leader who had a large shotgun attachment where her forearm should be.
"Happy birthday, Selene." The leading woman took a sip of the champagne she picked up and pointed her gun out to an unknown target. "Time to blow out your candles."
The gruesome manslaughter is cut to black leaving only the sound of gunshots, screams and glass shattering.
Following the violent shootout, the masked woman holds a defenseless and horrified teenage girl at gunpoint, holding her head up by one of her pigtails and the barrel aimed directly at the crying youths head.
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"Don't forget to make a wish!"
BLAM!
The woman's last act of cruelty is cut – red, white and black flashed as the sound of her gun is fired.
It goes silent for a brief moment.
"Please...give me back my family." The voice of a new woman pleaded from the darkness. "Roberto...Squigly...save them all!"
A quick vision of the Skull Heart flashes before showing a Skullgirl, much older than Marie, alongside her undead army.
Among the undead army was a man with a hole in his shoulder, he was just barely alive and thus kept a small ember of will burning, but the innate desire to serve as a pawn for the Skullgirl was consuming him. "Don't let anyone touch her, you understand...? Stop anybody who gets close – even me!" He spoke on his dying breath as a long trail of blood from his shoulder lead away from the chaos.
