The Beginning

Mona Lisa

《Narrators's POV》

She stared at the scene dumbfounded. The once Archaeknide-full Cave was now a shack of emptiness.

She started running throughout the empty halls and stopped at the dead end.

The sun carving with scriptures was present again. At the sight of the scriptures, she reflected. And then she opened her mouth as the words emitt.

"Doors of the portal. Portals to the door. A wonderful mist, arise and soar. The depths of the tower, as strong as our power."

Then, the carving separates in half and then reveals and entrance. She runs inside and then stares at the empty brewer.
Could it be? Was the scroll taken by them? Or by them?

"I lost them!" She screams and then kicks on a loose stone pillar.

She will find them. Her brothers and sisters. And when she does... the War will finally-

《Uffizi Gallery》

"A Diversion." Amelia says into the microphone. While Emily, who was standing behind her started tying her hair.

"I know! We can sing!" Ciello suggests.

"Sing?!" Amelia and Abyss, from different places, said at the same time.

"Yeah... we can sing" Golumn counters.

"It's just inappropriate" Abyss adds.

"It's a great idea guys! You can distract them while we pull the heist" Emily says as she finish tying her black hair.

***

"What would we sing? What instruments will we use? Where will we get them?" Abyss worries.

"Uhm... We are technically infront of a Instrument Galore" Phyro says and points at the building behind them.

They are standing at the entrance of the said Galore. Abyss stares at the building, mouth open and manage to say. "We have no stage!"

"I just made one." Golumn says.

"And we already passed the word" Ciello adds.

"What do you mean?" Abyss says and then suddenly he is standing infront of a crowd, holding two drumsticks. Infront of him was a complete drum set.

Golumn stand at the left side with his electric piano. While, Ciello (bass) and Phyro (lead) with their guitars paced in front of Abyss and Golumn.

"What do we play?" Abyss says.

"Follow me" Phyro assures.

"Hello! Florence, Italy! We are the... Beginning! And we are performing infront of you!" Phyro screams into his microphone as the crowd goes wild.

NOW PLAYING : The Ballad of Mona Lisa by Panic! at the Disco.

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*Instrumental Epicness*

She paints her fingers with a close precision
He starts to notice empty bottles of gin
And takes a moment to assess the sins she’s paid for.

Glasses and Lasers. All around the hallway, as Emily and Amelia walked through the gallery.

A lonely speaker in a conversation
Her words were swimming through his ears again
There's nothing wrong with just a taste of what you've paid for.