Chiquita pov
Chiquita's mind is filled with shock and confusion as she gazes at Zara. "Why, Zara?" She manages to choke out. "What could lead you to the darkside?" But Zara only responds with a cold, calculating look. "It's simple, Chiquita," she says, her voice filled with determination and conviction. "I've seen the truth. I've seen that the path of darkness is the only way forward. And I have no choice but to follow it."
"But you know, I won't hurt you if you join me on the darkside." Zara says as she slides her fingers over her blade. Chiquita stands in shock and confusion. She hesitates, considering Zara's offer. She desperately wants to save her friend and bring her back to the light, and the thought of fighting her is almost unbearable. Zara senses Chiquita's hesitation and presses her advantage. "Join me, Chiquita," she says, her voice low and seductive. "Together, we can rule this world."
Chiquita is lost. She considers her fellow members and their shared mission: to fight against evil and protect the innocent. She realises that jointing Zara on the darkside would go against everything they stand for and would betray her friends, her principles, and her own sense of justice. She steels herself against the temptation and squaree her shoulders. "No," she says firmly. "I can not join you on this path, Zara. I must stay true to my friends and purpose."
Chiquita's eyes fill with determination and resolve as she rejects Zara's offer. "I know what must be done," she says, her voice filled with a sad finality. Zara laughs coldly, unimpressed by Chiquita's conviction. "You're a fool, Chiquita," she taunts. "You think you can stop me? You're outnumbered and outmatched." Chiquita knows that's Zara is right. She's outnumbered, and the odds are not in her favour, but that won't stop he from fighting.
Chiquits clenshes her fists and takes a deep breath, trying to centre herself before the battle. She knows it's not going to be east and that she's facing down someone she used to call a friend. But she also knows that this is what she was trained for and that she must do everything in her power to protect those she loves. She raises her fist and braces for Zara's attack, ready to do whatever it takes to protect her friends and get rid of the darkness that threatens them all.
Zara smirks, amused hy Chiquita's bravery. "You really think you have a chance against me?" she asks, mockery in her voice. "You're just a child, playing at being a hero. But I've embraced the darkside and harnessed its power." Chiquita squares he shoulders again and raises her fists, determined not to back down. "I may be young, but I have friends who stand by me," she says proudly. "And we'll do whatever it takes to stop you." Zara laughs again, her eyes gleaming with malice.
Chiquita thinks back to their past. Zara was once a strong and talented fighter, training alongside the Babymonster members in their early days. They looked up to her and r3psecter her, and she was an important part of their team. However, over time, Zara started to question the wags of the Babymonster members and began to explore the darker aspects of her powers. Slowly but surely, she began to turn to the darkside, abandoning the members and their mission to fight against evil.
By the time the battle between Chiquita and Zara began, Zara had fully embraced the darkside and became a dangerous and powerful enemy, willing yo use any means necessary to further her own goals.
Zara launches herself at Chiquita, her body enveloped in a swirl of darkness and shadow. Before Chiquita can react, Zara lashes out with a tendril of shadow, aiming to ensnare her and knock her off balance. Chiquita barely manages to dodge the attack, but the tendrils still catch her arm, slicing into her skin. Wincing in pain, Chiquita braces herself for the next attack, her eyes locked onto Zara's.
Zara doesn't give Chiquita a chance to catch her breath. She lashes out again, this time with a barrage of shadowy projectiles, sending them flying at Chiquita at high velocity. Chiquita leaps and sucks, narrowly avoiding the onslaught, but one projectile manages to graze her shoulder, leaving another deep cut.
