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From the other side of the door, Eloise finally spoke. “I–I don’t know if I’m ready for you to see me,” she said.

Scarlet tried very to contain her excitement at finally receiving a response, but she couldn’t resist doing a quick, happy dance. She then cleared her throat before speaking. “What do you mean? I bet you look just as beautiful as the last time I saw you,” she said, holding her ear up to the door.

“No…I…I look so different now.”

Scarlet gasped, “So you look even prettier, then? Wow!”

Scarlet heard a little laugh. “No, my face is different colours now. I look like a complete mess.” Eloise said.

“I don’t believe you. Why don’t you let me see?”

“I can’t…”

“Missy, I froze my own mother for you and swam into the home of Death himself just to come see you. I’d be so disappointed if I had to leave without seeing your face and those beautiful eyes again.”

“I don’t know…”

“You can take as long as you need to fix your hair if you’ve got bedhead, you know. Nixie told me I’m supposed to leave when she tells me to, but I think I can fight her off for a bit and buy you more time.”

She heard another laugh, “No, my hair is fine.”

“And you’re dressed, right?”

“Yes…”

“Then it sounds like you have no excuse to not open the door and let me see you before Nixie drags me away.”

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In every life she lives, she always has that mark that follows her. Sometimes she’s born with it, but more often than not it is the result of an experiment gone ary.

This is an idea which was also posted 2 years ago. This one going to change slightly due to the fact that while she’s always going to end up with her scar, it’s no longer “ more often than not it is the result of an experiment gone ary.” I had originally pictured Eloise as a scientist, but Scarlet has taken over that role.

Eloise locked herself in her room and refused to come out. She did not want her friends to see her face, she did not want her parents to look upon her in sorrow, and she did not want to visit the realms where she was viewed as a horrible monstrosity. The years passed by and the world pushed on without her.

The Lady of the Lake was summoned to help heal Eloise’s pain. The swim to through the canals to the Underworld was not easy for her, but she endured it so that she could aid the sweet girl his son had told her so much about.

“She is resting now…I have done what I can,” she said, closing Eloise’s bedroom door behind her. “One of her eyes was severely damaged, but it should still be functional. The burns on her face should heal nicely due to the way they were inflicted, but she is going to be left with permanent scars. I am sorry.”

While Phyra and Scarlet fought, it was the Reaper who had found Eloise hunched over in agony on the ground. He was saddened to see his daughter in such a state. However, at the same time, it was something he had seen countless times before. Death was no stranger to terrible pain and suffering. The Reaper slowly picked Eloise up as gently as he could and opened a portal home.

Phyra threw the contents of the cup at Eloise’s face. After a moment of shock, Eloise let out a blood-curdling scream. “Mother! What have you done?” Scarlet cried.

“Shut up! We’re going home! Don’t touch her unless you want some too!” Phyra yelled, grabbing Scarlet roughly by the arm.

Tears were streaming down Scarlet’s face, “I can’t just leave her here like this!”

“Oh, but you will!”

“I am not a monster! I may not be a fully living being, but I would never hurt anyone!” said Eloise, looking down in disbelief.

“But you are! You’re hurting me! You’re going to take my daughter away! You’ll convince her to follow you to the Underworld just like your father did to your mother,” Phyra barked.

“You’re crazy! I would never!”