• Mariot steps up to Hazel, his head bruising, his arm sliced, his clothes ripped.)
    Mariot: I'm not going to lose you.
    (Hazel looks away)
    Hazel: You already have! Tyson has made his mark, you can't split us apart!
    (Mariot bows his head in triumph)
    Mariot: (very quietly) but I love you...
    (Hazel, trying to look sincere)
    Hazel: Mariot, you claimed you loved me a long time ago. Then you claimed to love Anastasia. Don't feed me continuous lies.
    (Mariot looks up at Hazel with wide, teary eyes)
    Mariot: Great Prosperous had me fooled, saying that you had been captured in Anastasia's body. I was under the impression that you actually were Anastasia.
    (Hazel turns her attention to the figure walking up the path. It's Tyson)
    Tyson: Hazel, what are you doing out at this hour? Come, lets head home and sleep.
    (Hazel puts her arm through Tyson's and starts to walk off. She's stopped by Mariot's rapid mumbling)
    Mariot: Oh, great Prosperous, you have taken my trust and love from sweet Hazel's heart. You haven taken my last reason of living. As I take my sheathed sword from my belt, you will see the truth in my words.
    (Hazel turns her head. Mariot is standing with his sword, the sheath on the ground. The sword is aimed at his body.)
    Mariot: I love you...
    ( Those are the last words as the sword penetrates Mariot's body. Hazel yelps and runs to her lover, resting her head and sobbing next to his dead frame.)
    Hazel: I love you.
    ( Hazel pulls the sword from Mariot's body and brings it to her neck. Luckily, Tyson gets over to her before the sword makes an entry to her neck, taking a blow to his wrist. He writhes in pain but soon falls next to Mariot, his face loosing color. An old memory comes to her head.
    Hazel's mind:
    Mom: Hazel, I told you to stay away from that Tyson. His father is an evil slime and I don't want you to have him suck you into his father's game. Mr. Prosperous has been alusive all these years, but he's still evil.
    (Hazel gets up and stalks over to where Tyson is still lying, the life draining from him fast. His eyes are open and are watching Hazel)
    Hazel: You, Prosperous, do not deserve to live, but you don't deserve to die either. So I will send you somewhere you won't be loved anymore. Oh gods of the four powers, earth, air, water, and fire, lead this evil soul to a place where he will not find a happiness. Bring him to Hades and keep him there for eternity!
    Tyson: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
    (Hazel drops the sword into Tyson's body, sending him off from this world. She takes the sword back in her hand and polishes off the blade with her dress. She takes it to her throat and makes a small incision, letting the blood drip out. She takes the sword, cleaning it off again, and gently sticks it back into Mariot's wound, taking his blood on it. She puts the sword back up to her neck, putting the tip with blood into her wound, letting Mariot spread through her)
    Hazel: You will forever be a part of me.
    (Hazel, taking one last look at Mariot and Prosperous, turns and walks down the path).

    So the story goes on with different endings. Hazel had been crazy the whole time. No one really knows what happened to her though.