Vincent and Jamie and Catarina: When Freshiedency Reaches Its End

Wait, What?

Into the fray the fifteen or so friends went with whatever defenses the heavens had given them. Meanwhile, Vincent, Jamie, and The Seductress were overlooking the scene.

"There go my followers," The Seductress remarked, "How are they? They're extremely trained in the offensive arts."

In a calm voice, Jamie replied, "Yes they are, but our friends have their ways."

"Technically we're more 'civilized' than they are, or we're just breaking the mainstream tradition of violent climaxes," Vincent replied.

"English please?" The Seductress replied.

"We're not engaging in hand to hand combat inside a scene worthy of Tolkien himself," Vincent replied.

"Good point," The Seductress replied.

Suddenly, from out of nowhere, Ovira and the Prime Mover appeared right beside the three. The Seductress silently fumed beside her sister, who also silently fumed as well.

"Definitely a bad time to be here?" The Prime Mover asked.

"No, not really, my Lord," Jamie replied.

"Unless you count the two otherworldly breeder beings just wanting to punch each other," Vincent replied.

"Then there's only one way to do it!" The Prime Mover replied. He floated above Ovira and the Seductress, held their heads together, and let them bump each other.

"Hey! What was that?!" Ovira replied.

"What's your problem, mate?" The Seductress added.

"Oh my You!" Vincent added, "Why?"

"Trying not to cringe here!" Jamie added.

"Because that's the only way to get two Deities to work together," The Prime Mover replied in a Stern voice.

"Can you just talk to them?" Vincent asked.

"Talk to a God directly?!" The Prime Mover laughed, "Every Deity is so full of pride, even another Deity is too scared to talk with him or her."
Then he lowered his voice and whispered in their ears, "Yes, it's true, but I am one of the lesser types and so is Ciel, god of the elves. As for Zeus, you would NOT wanna talk to that guy in person. Just a tip when you come back to the Hereafter after some time."

"Hoo boy!" Jamie replied, "Definitely not going for that one. But we're talking to you in person! Can't we reason with the two of them? Is there a loophole that allows us to do just that?"

"No, sadly," The Prime Mover replied, "Celestial Laws are perfect. They have no loophole. Everything is covered by the laws! Even if we Deities are the lawmakers we still have to abide by them."

"That's sad, but if that's what it is, then so be it," Jamie replied, still clinging on to Vincent's back.

"Well, to be honest though, you two still have a life ahead of you. I've seen your past, present, and future," the Prime Mover replied, "I know well that you two were born as the only children in your respective families, and having those golden stars in your birth certificates makes you two special in my eyes."

"But why haven't you given us siblings?" Vincent asked.

"Because I saw that if you two had siblings, then both of you would end up quarreling frequently and intensely every day of your lives," the Prime Mover replied, "I saw futures where both of you end up hiding and crying in your rooms all the time, more frequently than your last major fight. I saw futures where you two never met each other on that specific day and you took your own lives before that happened. I also saw a future where Vincent was publicly humiliated should he have a sibling and Jamie admitted into a mental asylum for severe mental breakdowns, not to mention several murders."

Jamie looked at her hands and was horrified. Could she do that? She thought to herself.

"But I'm not saying that all siblings are bad. No!" The Prime Mover continued, "I'm saying that your would-be siblings may never understand the way you two do because their souls have been corrupted by Exiled ectoplasm. Every soul is different in composition, you know, and it is shown through their personalities."

"So Jamie's like the twin sister I never had?" Vincent asked.

"Exactamente!" The Prime Mover exclaimed, "And vice versa!"

Jamie looked down at Vincent, while he looked up at her. They smiled to each other with love in their eyes.

After that, Vincent asked his God, "But can we do something about Lady Ovira and The Seductress, my lord?"

"Unfortunately not, my children," The Prime Mover replied, shaking his head sadly, "It is up to them and only them now."

"It would take more than a wing and a prayer to get these two to stop," Jamie replied with a sigh, "I wish I could get back inside my physical body now, but I can't concern with it."

"Not while the argument between sisters is still ongoing," Vincent added.

...

Mid-argument, Ovira heaved a sigh and told her sister, "Listen, Zavinrah, I think this feud between us has been getting too old already. It's time we buried the hatchet."

The Seductress' heart skipped a beat. She was shocked. None had said those words to her ever since her Exile from the Three Cities, not even The Broken Thread apologized to her during all their arguments.

She turned her head, teary-eyed, and replied, "Those are the only words I want to hear." She turned towards Ovira, floated towards her, and finally, squeezed her upper half tightly in one hug. Ovira hugged her sister back, her tears mingling with her sister's.

At the same time, The Seductress underwent a huge change. Bright white lights emanated from within her body, and her purple skin began to flake and peel away. The transformation itself was blinding, yet it was holy. After just mere milliseconds, what was once a dark purple breeder Exiled is now a clean white and bright breeder Goddess: Zavinrah, Ovira's long lost matching twin.

In the blink of an eye, another Deity appeared. He was an Elder, and spoke in a very fatherly voice. Everyone bowed low towards the Elder.

"Looks like a me ex machina happened here!" He chuckled, "I knew my prophecy was true!"

"Prophecy, Great Elder​?" Vincent and Jamie asked.

"Yessirree!" The Elder replied, "Why, you didn't know the Leader of the Deity, that's me, can revoke Exile terms eh?"

"But, Elder, you told us not to tell our followers about that!" The Prime Mover protested.

"Oh yes, I remember!" The Elder chortled, "Where is my head at? Anyway, I've come here because I have come to proclaim that Zavinrah is The Seductress no more! She is now Home amongst the breeder Deities once again! Pretty sure all the gods are waiting for your return, Miss Zavinrah!"

Zavinrah, who is now not The Seductress ever again, blushed in response.

"What?" Jamie asked in a high-C tone.
The Elder laughed again and replied, "Daughter of the Prime, do you know the reason why Ovira and Zavinrah argued a lot, and then her stint with the Broken Thread and the Celestial Hunters happened?"

"No, my Elder," Jamie replied.

"Then, I shall tell you, Children of the Prime," the Elder replied. "