Once Apollo had the necklace in his clutches he tosses me a syringe with a black liquid serum inside of it. I could only assumed this liquid was the same thing smeared on the knife earlier when Apollo impaled Fran.

Carefully holding the small threat in my right hand I toss it up and catch it with a satisfied smirk on my face.

I smile, villainous of course, at him and now that step one of my plan is complete I have to make the next move quickly. But before I could utter a word I was interrupted by Francisco's pleas that were directed towards Apollo.

"Apollo please stop this nonsense, you were never like this when we were younger. What happened to you?!" Fran eagerly pleads for an answer and I raise a brow, for I had the same question as well.

"My pathetic father has a point, you are Apollo, the Greek god of the sun. The god who brings health to many, so what could have changed that?" I cross my arms and give him a curious glance.

"You're not wrong, but you're forgetting one thing dearie. I'm also the God who can bring a deadly plague." He leans on the railing coolly, and I shiver in slight fear from the dark aura emitting strongly off of him.

"You have the power to kill many, but what for?" I ask a risky question hoping that I'm not crossing a line.

"Now that is for me to know, and you'll figure that out once you see it." He smirks cockily and swings my necklace around his finger.

I huff a bit in annoyance, this will be harder than I thought. Before I could utter out another word I was interrupted again, but this time it seems to be Amorette.

Alright guys I don't think I ever really described how she looks like so I'm going to break the fourth wall a bit. But correct me if I'm wrong!

Alright she's basically a goddess, she has silver hair and piercing lavender eyes that seem to glow lightly. She has an hourglass figure and wears a bright blood red suit. Her bad habits are smoking and manipulating.

: Anyways let's go back to the story I decided to interrupt.

"Apollo, the machine is almost ready. Do you want me to start the timer?" Amorette questions the man and he nods as an approval. She immediately turns to walk away from us with the sound of her clicking heels which slowly decrease from the growing distance between us.

"Now dearie, if you wouldn't mind could you officially get rid of that pest over there," Apollo points to my dad and I nod. I slowly walk towards Fran and place my hand gently on his shoulder.

"Trust me." I whisper out softly and he gives me a small nod.

"Hey Apollo I seem to be struggling on where to inject the needle. Could you give me a hand?" My idiotic questions seems to emit a low growl from Apollo, though soon enough his heavy steps proceed in my direction and he snatches the needle from my hand.

"You simply inject the needle in his arm. Are you stupid?" He demonstrates the process and hands me back the needle

"No, but I'm surprised you are." I state quietly and he looks at me quite confused.

In a second I stab the sharp needle into his thigh. I could feel the needle break the tissue of his skin and I push the liquid into his system.

"Why you little brat! What have you done!" He grits through his teeth in pain and pulls the needle out of his body.

"What does it look like, I just stabbed you with a needle like how you stabbed my father." I cross my arms and see him struggling to maintain the paralyzation effect away from consuming him, but his efforts are worthless.

"I can't believe you actually believed my act." I left Apollo to his misery and walk to Fran.

"Hey are you alright?" I place a hand gently on his shoulder and he nods with a tired smile.

"Could be better darling but for now you need to untie your friends and stop the machine." He nods with his head towards the direction where the rest of my friends were.

"Oh yea, save the world first then I can reunite with you." I go towards the main machine that seems to have a timer set up for something. Quickly I deactivate whatever that was and head to the group. Maneuvering a few levers they end up at a safe distance away from the weird ooze. Lowering the group to the ground safely I go towards them and untie their bounds.

"Are all of you alright?" I pull up Haruhi and the Twins. All of them nod their heads but seem a bit frightened.

"Please get out of here as soon as you can. Don't forget Kyoya and Saiki although their still a bit knocked out." I point to the two bodies who were leaning at the entry of the elevator.

They all nod their heads in agreement and I start to walk back to Fran, that is until I felt a hand lay gently on my shoulder.

I turn around to see Haruhi giving me a fearful silent plea with her eyes for what's to come, "Y/n, please be careful." I give her a gentle smile, ensuring enough for her to know that there's nothing she needs to worry about.

"Don't worry Haruhi, I always am." I give her one last reassuring smile and head towards my father.

Now that I'm right in-front of him I begin to inspect what I could possibly do to get rid of this current state of his, but nothing seems to come to mind.

"Y/n, if you're thinking of ways to get rid of this I don't think there is. This is magic that can't compare to yours and I just want to say something, before I face the worse outcome." He grunts a bit from the pain he's probably feeling and my eyes begin to search eagerly for any solution.

"Wait what do you mean 'before I face the worst outcome.' You're going to come out of this alive like all of us." I look at Fran with slight fear.

He can't possibly be implying his end?

"My sweet child, let me say a few words before I go." He softly smiles and I nod letting him speak.

"When I first met you I was the happiest man on Earth because I was your father! And you were one of the greatest gifts I could ever receive in my life, you and your mother, but I think it's finally time that I join her." A few tears slide down Frans cheeks and I could sense some of mine edging on my eyelids.

"I thought Cupid couldn't die." I let out a forced chuckle that sounded hoarse from the lump that seems to grow unknowingly in my throat.

"They don't, unless dark magic runs through their system. Which seems to be my case." He lets out a chuckle but his wasn't forced like mine, his was genuinely happy.

"Why are you smiling?" I softly hit his shoulder.

"Because my sweet y/n, I'm glad I got the chance to meet you at least once." He smiles through the obvious pain that's starting to edge up his body.

"Even though I most likely drove you crazy." He chuckles at the memories he seemed to remember.

I let out a chuckle, "not crazy enough old man." A few tears were now slipping out of the corners of my eyes.

"Haha! I wish I had the time, but our days are cut a bit short. But before I go promise me one thing," he looks at me with a serious look and I nod for him to continue.

"Beat Apollo's ass for me." He smirks and I smirk as well and give him a nod. The funny moment didn't last long once he started coughing up a bit of black blood.

He ignored his suffering and gives me a caring smile that held so much love and care.

The sight of him slowly dying was enough to bring the warm burning tears out of me.

"Fran n-no, you can't go! Who's going to bring love to this world?" I slightly panic from the blood and I wipe the tears that kept rolling down my face to get a clear view of what I should do.

"You said that after all this was over everything would go back to normal again. That y-you were going to teach me new tricks and I was going to teach you how to use your phone." I shakily wrap my arms around his waist and lean my head on his chest while letting out the hiccups that kept erupting from my throat.

"We were finally going to be a happy family...," I let out a few choke sobs that were coming out uncontrollably.

"I know my child, but my time has come and I'm glad I got to spend my last seconds with you! Because you're my little soldier and always will be. Now wipe your tears and pick up your head up because you are strong, just like your mother." He moves his slightly paralyzed arm and wipes the tears that were damping my face.

"I love you Y/n, don't forget that." Frans voice grew softer and his last sentence drifted with the wind, the cold truth hits me and I could feel my heart sink to the pit of my stomach.

I hesitantly look up and see that Fran has been completely turned to stone. Though the one noticeable feature is that he's still smiling.

"Dad...." I engulf the frozen figure of Fran tighter in my arms and let the last few tears slip down my cheeks.

"I love you too....."

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