Hi there! I'm Kaye! I'm 24, female, going through the motions of life and I write and draw to relax. I mostly reblog and ocassionally make my own posts.
Hi guys! So this epilogue took longer than I planned. First was that I accidentally deleted my progress and had to start all over again so that was annoying. Next was my work started to become a bit hectic thus losing my free time to write. And lastly, my grandfather died last week. The funeral was yesterday and oddly enough, after the funeral, something pushed me to really finish this epilogue. So here it is. The last piece to my most recent writing project. Thank you again for reading this! I truly appreciate each and every feedback given.
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Isabella I of Castile, Ferdinand II of Aragon, and Juan Trastámara: @weirdbutdecentart
Isabella Trastámara: @lexartsstuff
Marion Trastámara and Elizabeth 'Liz' Seymour: @vanessaseymour
Juana 'la loca' de Castile: @ellielovesdrawing
Maria Trastámara, Maria of Jülich-Berg, and Sibylle of Cleves: Yours truly
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Characters (Description and characters change with each chapter):
Catalina Trastámara - Age twenty nine years old. She's the captain of the expedition team six whose goal is to scout areas to see if they are suitable for expansion. Her years-long goal has been to locate her father's main office to find answers about the vaccine he had given her when she was just a toddler. She wanted to find the formula so they can replicate it and distribute it to the survivors. She's currently in a relationship with Jane Seymour and has three children from a previous relationship.
Anne Boleyn - Age twenty seven years old. Her family came to Campamento Zaragoza when she was ten and has stayed there since. She's the vice captain of the exhibition team six though she often takes charge alongside Catalina rather than taking charge when Catalina is absent. The two had a rocky start given that Anne was the woman Catalina's ex cheated on her with but the two eventually became close friends. Often bonding over their useless ex. She's currently in a relationship with Catherine Parr and has a daughter from a previously mentioned ex.
Jane Seymour - Age twenty six years old. She's a member of the expedition team six. She's mostly the voice of reason of the group and somewhat of a mother hen. Always fussing over her teammates to make sure they're okay. She and her older sister, Liz, have been living in Campamento Zaragoza since most of her life. She's currently in a relationship with Catalina Trastámara and has one son from the same ex Catalina and Anne shared.
Anna La Marck - Age twenty six years old. She's a member of the expedition team six. Often referred to as the 'muscle' of the group, she's usually the one taking action first when it comes to conflicts the team encounters. She was born in the early months of Campamento Zaragoza's life span and has lived there since then. She's currently in a relationship with Katherine Howard, having been best friends for years as they grew up together.
Katherine Howard - Age twenty five years old. She's a member of the expedition team six. She's the youngest member of the team and is their go to mechanic when they have vehicular troubles. Just like Anna, she was born in Campamento Zaragoza and she's currently in a relationship with Anna La Marck, having been best friends for years as they grew up together.
Catherine Parr - Age twenty seven years old. She's a member of the expedition team six. Considered as the informant of the group. She's usually the one going head first into research when they need information on something. She has one daughter from a previous relationship and i's currently in a relationship with Anne Boleyn.
Isabella Trastámara - Age forty four years old. She is the acting head of the camp alongside her wife. She took up a leadership position after her mother and she's been running the camp ever since. She followed in her mother's plan of land expansion and was quite successful over the years with the camp expanding as far as Girona and they added fishing to their agriculture sector. She and her wife, Liz, adopted a baby boy when his mother died giving birth to him.
Elizabeth ‘Liz’ Seymour - Age forty four years old. She is the acting head of the camp alongside her wife. She retired from her captain position after many years but she still represents the expedition and patrol sector as its head. She and her wife, Bella, adopted a baby boy when his mother died giving birth to him.
Juan Trastámara - Age thirty six years old. Married to Margaret Habsburg and they have a little three year old girl they named Isabela after his departed grandmother. He's working in the armory division designing and creating wearable protection that the border patrollers and security division wear.
Juana Trastámara - Age thirty five years old. She was married to Margaret's older brother, Philip, who abused her for years until he was killed in battle. Their marriage resulted in six children that she fiercely protects with her life. She's currently in a relationship with a woman named Harley Harmony. She's a member of the security team and often patrols the streets with her team.
Maria Trastámara - Age thirty two years old. She's currently in a relationship with their long time partner, Gabriel Cursae. Her knack for mathematics got her the position of head of the inventory division and is responsible for keeping track of the camp's main inventory numbers.
Marion Trastámara - Age thirty two years old. He's currently in a relationship with William La Marck, Mari and Johann's third child and only son. They work as Campamento Zaragoza's only tattoo artist. His most common customers are those from the fighting sector and their most commonly commissioned pieces are portraits and names of departed loved ones. His proudest work is the Trastámara family crest that they tattooed on himself and their siblings.
Jocasta ‘Joyce’ Howard - Age fifty five years old. She's Kat's mother and she works at the hospital as a midwife alongside Mari, who's a nurse in the maternity ward. She's kept her daughter in the dark when it comes to her life before the End.
Sibylle La Marck - Aged twenty eight years old. She's engaged to Katherine James, who now runs the nursery. She's a member of the security team and often patrols the main gates with her squad.
Katherine James - Aged twenty six years old. She's currently engaged to Sibylle La Marck and she's a caretaker at the nursery after inheriting it from her mothers. Despite being and actual Tudor, she kept the last name, James, since she was raised by both her adopted mothers.
Henry 'Hal' Trastámara-Tudor - Age ten years old. He's Catalina and Henry Tudor's oldest son. He was named after his own father but looks more like his mother. He started despising his name after his father hurt and cheated on his mother so he prefers going by his nickname. He replaced his father by becoming his sisters' male role model.
Mary Trastámara-Tudor - Age seven years old. Catalina and Henry's second child. She's what you call a 'daddy's girl' but that label suddenly became useless after her father left them. She was still hoping her parents would get back together but stopped when her mother introduced Jane to them and she's stopped looking for her father since. Perfectly content with having Jane as a second mother.
Lillia Trastámara-Tudor - Age three years old. Catalina and Henry's youngest child together. She's her father's 'least favored' child due to her physical defects. She was born blind in one eye and her right hand didn't develop fully. Henry blamed Catalina for birthing a child with defects and unfortunately, little Lillia heard those arguments between her parents and blamed herself for them eventually splitting.
(Before you proceed, be warned that the story contains graphic descriptions of violence, blood, gore, death. Please proceed with caution)
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Epilogue
Catalina cries out when the nurse inserted the needle in her arm. Fernando held his youngest steady so she wouldn't squirm and injure herself with the needle. The nurse praised the toddler for being good after she had pulled out the needle and put a cartoon band aid, the tot had chosen prior to the shot, over the injured area.
"I'll submit the report to the department head. I'll also schedule the second dose six months in advance for you. Gracias for coming here, señor," the nurse said and left the room.
"Look at you, pequeña! You're quite brave," her father praised. Handing her precious Pancho back to her. She immediately took the plush monkey and hugged it close for comfort.
"Papa. It hurt," she whines. Gently rubbing the arm that received the shot.
"I know, pequeña, but you were brave and I'm proud of you for being a brave girl," Fernando reassured. Kissing his daughter's forehead.
Catalina pouts and pushes him away. She jumped off his lap and marched to the corner. She sits down on the cold tile floor, crosses her arms over her chest, and glaring at her father. Fernando knew that she was displeased with him. Luckily, he knew just the offering to get back to her good graces. But first, he must test the waters.
"Catalina."
The toddler lets out a 'humph' and looks away.
"Catalina, mi pequeña preciosa."
"Humph!"
Time for bribery then.
"Would you like to go to the ice cream shop for your favorite mango ice cream?" Fernando offered. He smiled when the toddler slowly turned to look at him.
"Mango ice cream?" she asked with a tone of hope in her voice.
Her father smiled and nodded. "Mango ice cream," he confirmed.
Catalina grins wide and stands up from the floor. She runs over to her father and tackles him in a hug.
"Ice cream!" she excitedly said.
Fernando chuckled and lifted his pequeña Catalina up in his arms.
"Let's go get some ice cream but don't tell mamá where we went, okay? It's our secret," he reminded.
The toddler nodded and hugged her father's neck as they exited the room.
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Name: Catalina Trastámara
Age: 3 years old
Sex: Female
Height: N/A
Weight: N/A
Blood Pressure: N/A
Consent from subject's guardian: Approved
Vaccine dosage: N/A
Vaccine side effects: none so far
Vaccine effectiveness: Yet to be determined though the subject has shown immunity to the virus when exposed to a very small dosage of it.
Examiner's Note: The subject's immunity seems to have developed significantly after being given the latest vaccine. It's not perfect but it's better than the last one which was given to the subject's older siblings. Further examination needed.
Catalina shuffled the papers. Rereading everything again. She's known for years that her father had her and her siblings vaccinated against the virus that brought over the End but only her records were left in the laboratory. She couldn't find anything about her older siblings.
The letter her father penned to her stated that the vaccine given to her was the updated one and far more effective but she wasn't sure of that and she's not willing to get herself bitten by an Infected to find out.
Sure the numbers had dwindled significantly over the years but it's better to be on the cautious side.
"Lina, we found more in the other room."
Catalina puts the papers back in the folder where she found them and safely put them away in her backpack. One of her teammates and vice captain, Anne Boleyn, walked over to her and handed her more papers. Catalina quickly skims them over. Then she noticed something about them.
"These are…these are documents for developing the vaccine," she said. Quite surprised that they've found it already.
"Yep. It states the components and process needed to make the vaccine," Anne said. A smile on her lips.
Catalina couldn't help but get emotional. After years of searching for her father's headquarters, they finally found the very thing that can make the world right again.
The world can finally heal and humanity can start over again.
"This is exactly what we came here for and we've got it. Let's head back and give this to Bella," she said. Putting it in a secure folder and tucking it in her backpack. Her old friend, Pancho, strapped snuggly to it.
"I'll gather the others so we can leave. Let's meet up outside," Anne said and left to go find the others.
Catalina decided to do a bit more investigating. She exits the lab and makes the long trip up the flight of stairs. She wanted to see her father's office. To see if she could still remember what it looked like the last time she's been there. She finally reached the executive floor and she had to catch her breath for a minute after climbing up several flights.
"Really wish the elevators were working," she mutters to herself before exiting the fire escape and entering the floor.
It wasn't hard to locate Fernando's office. It was easily the one with the large double doors bearing the Trastámara family crest.
"Bella did say that papá was always extra."
She pushed the old door open and inside was a time capsule. Except for the thick layer of dust, and a bit of decay, everything was exactly the same. As if her father hadn't died at all. Catalina enters the office and looks around. She remembers visiting this office with her mother and older siblings. She remembers playing on the carpet with her beloved Pancho and sitting on her father's lap while he worked. Letting her press the enter key or the space bar from time to time.
Catalina walked over to the executive desk and used a discarded paper to wipe off the layer of dust. She traced the wood until she felt the small, barely visible carvings on the wooden surface. She smiles to herself as the memory of her swiping her father's keys and using them to carve out her name on the wooden desk. Fernando scolded her for damaging his very expensive desk but he never did replace it.
"I think he would've framed it if he had the chance," Catalina said to herself. Chuckling softly.
Something else on the desk catches her eye. It was several small framed photos. She reached out for one and wiping away the dust on the glass revealed a family photo.
Catalina immediately recognized herself as the little toddler in the photo. Bearing a wide and happy grin at the camera with Pancho clutched in her arms as she sat on her father's lap. She recognized her older siblings as well. Juan and Juana sitting next to each other and the twins, Maria and Marion, sitting on their mother's lap. Their oldest sister, Isabella, sat between their parents. Happy smiles all on their faces.
Those were the days.
She looked towards the other framed photos and wiped the dust off each one. Her father kept framed photos of her, her older siblings, and his wedding portrait with their mother. She noticed that the wedding photo had the most elaborate frame out of all the photos. The frame seemed to be made of real gold. Worthy of such a powerful couple at the time.
"I never knew you personally, papá. I only had the memories of you in my early childhood as well as Bella's stories about you. I wished I knew more," Catalina said. Staring at her father in the wedding photo.
She grabbed all of the framed photos and put them in her bag. She also grabs an expensive-looking pen from one of the drawers that bore her father's signature on the cap. Making sure they're secured in her bag before sling it over her shoulder. She heads to the door of the office to leave but before she exits, she looks back and says, "Adios, padre. Te querio." She exited the office and closed the door behind her.
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"So what took you so long in there, Lina?" Anna asked as she sat in the truck's passenger seat. Right next to Kat, who was driving.
"I went to my father's old office," Catalina answered as she sat next to Jane.
"Found anything useful?" Cathy asked as she read through the other papers that they had found. Making mental notes that she'll transfer to her notepad once they arrive home.
"Well…I found some old photos of me and my family plus his favorite pen."
"I'm sure your siblings would love to see those, darling. Especially Bella," Jane said. Smiling at her girlfriend and placing a hand on her knee. Catalina smiled gratefully at her.
"It's strange, really," Anne said. "We all grew up in a dying world, trying to revive it without even knowing what it used to be before the End.
"Yeah. We're making all this effort and yet we didn't grow up in a normal setting like our parents did. We only have their stories as a basis," Kat agreed with her cousin.
"And foggy memories," Catalina added.
Anne looked over to their team leader and a question popped up in her mind.
"What was your family's story, Lina? Before the End," she asked. Voicing the question.
"Me? Well for starters, I remember my family being rich. Like living in a large mansion and such. Both my parents run their own successful and well known companies. In fact, I remember that my parents were about to head to work when the End happened," Catalina recalled. Still remembering that very day like it was yesterday. She even remembered her breakfast that she had that morning. Fried egg sandwich with mayonnaise, cheese and the bread toasted perfectly. Pairing it up with a cold glass of her favorite mango juice.
A fitting last supper for a child her age at the time.
"Same thing with my parents. They came from rich families in Germany though I was told that they were disowned when they had my sister, Sibylle," Anna contributed.
"I remember your parents telling my madre that they were just about to finish university when the End happened," Catalina added.
"I was told that my family was mildly rich back in France. Like not millionaires per se but we can afford a couple of fancy cars, private schools and things like that," Anne said. She still remembered France a bit but not that much. All she knew was that she was quite fluent in the language despite not remembering living there as much.
"My mum wouldn't say anything about our family so I don't even know who my dad was or if I had older siblings or not. I just know that she was, and is, a midwife," Kat said. She remembers her mother would have this sad look on her face whenever Kat would ask about her father or possible siblings. She decided to drop it after Joyce had snapped at her to stop asking about it.
"I recall my madre finding your mum at a petrol station convenience store while we were on the road to escape the herd," Catalina commented.
"Oh yeah. She told me about that one plus the dog bite that was mistaken as an Infected bite incident."
"I was told my family was like upper middle class. My dad used to be a police chief in London and my mum recently graduated with a nursing degree before the End," Cathy said. Not really remembering about London much since she was just a baby and she and her parents had already gone to Spain for a vacation when the End happened.
"Liz only told me what she remembered about our family home. Not much about our family in general. I knew I had many siblings and that we used to live on a ranch with horses and such. Though she often tells me stories about the man that took us in at the peak of the End," Jane said. She vaguely remembers Gonzalo but she knew him enough from the stories Liz tells about him as she was growing up.
"You mean my godfather?" Catalina asked.
"Yes. I think his name was Gonzalo, right?"
She smiled and nodded. She doesn't remember her padrino quite well but her older sibling's stories about him makes her think that he was truly a kind man who was harshly taken away from this world.
"I've heard about the story of your uncle, Lina. The first leader of Camp Zaragoza. Was he really a murderous psychopath?" Anna asked.
"He was my half uncle. And yes. Bella told me all about what he did to my family. Especially my madre," Catalina said.
"Eesh. Thank god my family came later long after he died," Anne said.
"Thank god we were too young to know and experience his tyranny," Cathy added.
Catalina was silent for a moment. Then she said, "he killed my grandmother, my grandfather, my godfather, and tortured my mother and sister."
"Oh…sorry," Cathy quickly apologized.
Catalina shook her head. "No. It's okay. It was all in the past. Though I still remember my mother having really bad nightmares after. She would come to my room and lay next to me and would cry herself to sleep," she said.
"Oh my god…," Kat muttered.
"I'm so sorry, Lina," Jane said.
"Sometimes I wish I could have done something back then to make her feel better…"
"Well, if it helps, you found the formula that could make the world better again," Anne said.
Catalina looked at her and nodded gratefully.
"Yeah."
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The group arrived back at the main camp and the gates opened to let them in.
"Glad you all came back safe," Sibylle said as she approached her sister and her group. She and Anna shared a hug and gave each other pats on the back.
"You bet we did. Not much Infected roaming around these days anyways," Anna said.
"And just in time for mutter's birthday too," Sibylle said.
"Oh that's right! Kätzchen, let's stop by your mum's place first before going to mutter, ja?" Kat smiled at her girlfriend and nodded. "Sure!" she said.
"I'm going to Bella's office to deliver the goods. Cariño, can you do me a favor and look for my other siblings? Tell them to go to Bella's office once you find them, Catalina said.
Jane smiled. "Of course, darling. I'll be sure to do that before I pick up Eddie," she said.
The leader of the group smiled gratefully then left for her oldest sister's office.
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"Welcome back. How was your expedition?" Isabella asked as her youngest sister entered her office.
"See for yourself," Catalina said and placed the folders on the desk in front of her eldest sister.
Isabella and her wife, Liz, looked through the papers. Then the two shared shocked expressions when they realized that what they were holding was the bible of the very vaccine they've been looking for.
"Oh my god…this is actually the formula!" Liz exclaimed.
"It's probably outdated by now but it's enough of a basis to use to create our own stronger vaccine!" Isabella said.
"Great job, Catalina! I'll bring this to the lab immediately!" Liz said. Gathering the papers and hurrying out.
Isabella smiled at her sister and hugged her. "This is a great start to making things right again! Muchas gracias, Catalina," she said. Catalina smiled and hugged her back then pulled away. "I actually found something else there too," she said. Grabbing her bag and rummaging through it.
"What else have you found?" her sister asked.
The youngest of the Trastámara children laid out the framed photos one by one on her sister's desk. Isabella looked at them. Her tears welling up with each photo she sees. She started to sob quietly when her eyes laid upon their parents' wedding photo.
"I found these in the papá's office. It was still the same as I remember it. Only a bit dusty," she said.
Isabella picked up their framed family photo and looked at it. Smiling sadly at the happy faces of her family.
"I miss those days. Those days where all I worried about was what university I should attend after graduation. I often wished I went to Madrid University like mamá and papá did," she lamented.
"You never told me. What really happened to papá," Catalina said. Looking at Isabella.
The older of the two wiped her tears away and looked down. She carefully placed the framed photo of their parents on her desk. Moving it next to hers and Liz's own wedding photo.
"Papá was bitten by an Infected. He had died and came back as an Infected and attacked mamá. Mamá had no choice but to shoot him," she recounted. Still slightly bitter at her mother for keeping this fact a secret.
"And mamá hid that fact for a long time?" Catalina asked.
Isabella nodded. "She did. I was mad at her for lying to me but…later on I realized she did it to keep us together to survive. Lord knows what would have happened if she had told me that she shot papá. I would have left with you all in my car and…probably not survive that long," she said.
"The herd would have mostly gotten to us."
Isabella nodded. "It was mamá plans that got us through those hellish and dangerous months when the herd reached Campamento Zaragoza," she said.
She remembered it as if it was only yesterday. They had finished the fortifications of the walls and secured every inch of the territory. The herd had arrived some days after they had finished and everyone lived in fear for several months. No one could go out to scavenge. They were all trapped inside behind tall walls and had to rely heavily on their existing resources. They even considered opening fire on the herd but wasting ammo was not a viable option. Isabella had to do her best in keeping everyone calm during those months and wisely ration their resources. Thankfully, their crops survived through the months. The herd itself died out slowly as the Infected rotted away until there were only bones left. The strong stench of rot caused a lot of people to be sick and the leadership council needed to have oxygen masks made for the people. Especially those vulnerable.
"What I hated during those months was the stench. I probably threw up every day during that time and got sick often," Catalina said. A look of disgust on her face as she remembered the memory of her youth during those times.
"Well hey at least you got through it," Isabella pointed out.
"Yeah but I probably lost my sense of smell for a long while after."
Isabella chuckled. She reached up to ruffle her sister's hair but Catalina nimbly ducked away and stuck her tongue out at her.
"You're so childish, Catalina," she said. Grabbing her by the shoulders and rubbing her knuckles against her head.
"Ah! Bella no!" The youngest cried. Struggling to get out of her sister's grip.
Isabella laughs and finally releases her. Catalina pouted as she fixed her hair. "And you say I'm childish," she retorts.
"We all are in a way. It's nice to act childish once in awhile," the older of the two said. Catalina smiled and nodded in agreement.
A knock on the door broke the brief silence the sisters shared.
"Come in." Isabella called. Going behind the desk and sitting down. Business as usual. The doors opened and Juan peeked in. "You called for us, Bella?" their brother asked. Entering the office with the rest of their siblings behind him. Isabella frowns in confusion.
"No I didn't," she said.
"Actually, I did. I had Jane call you and the others up here," Catalina said. Her older siblings looked at her in surprise.
"What for, Lina?" Maria asked. Standing next to her twin.
"I wanted to show you what I found in papá's office," she said.
This immediately got their attention and they crowded around the table. Looking at the photos of their family.
"Oh my god…I never thought we'd see these again," Marion said as they looked at the framed family photo. It was the last one they took before the End happened.
"And papá kept all of these in his office…," Juana whispered. Tracing the features of her younger self.
"Wow…I…I'm starting to get emotional…," Juan said. His voice cracked a bit.
"It was quite emotional for me too. Being in his office earlier. It was still the same as I remembered it. Like he never left," Catalina said.
The siblings had an emotional moment together. Huddled in a large group hug and reminiscing the years of innocence that were harshly taken away from them when the End occurred.
"I love you guys. I couldn't imagine a life without any of you. Even though you guys drive me up the wall sometimes," Isabella said. Earning her a laugh from her younger siblings.
"You'd probably be a spoiled only child without us," Marion quipped.
"Yeah but I ended up spoiling you guys instead," his oldest sister said.
"Such is the life of the oldest child," Maria remarked.
"Here here!" Juan said. The siblings shared another laugh.
The six of them stayed in Isabella's office for awhile. Just talking and reminiscing the past years they've had together.
"Mamá really did everything to give us the life she would have wanted. Even at her expense," Marion said. Their siblings nodded in agreement.
"We wouldn't have made it this far without her," Juana said.
"Yeah," Maria said.
"Speaking of mamá, I should get going. I haven't seen my children yet since I came back here after arriving back," Catalina said. Grabbing her bag and packing the framed photos in it.
"You're going to the farmhouse after?" Juan asked.
"Yep. I'm taking a well deserved vacation after the expedition," the youngest said. Slinging her backpack over her shoulder.
"Alright then. I'll just communicate the reports to Anne," Isabella said.
"Thanks Bella. I'll see you all in a week."
"See ya!"
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Catalina arrived at the day care and got out of her truck. She was about to head inside when someone called out to her.
"Catalina!"
She turns and smiles when she sees Joyce heading towards her.
"Hola, señora," she greets. "Looking for Kitty?"
"Oh I already met up with Katherine earlier. She and Anna are currently headed to the hospital to surprise Mari," Joyce said.
"Oh that's right! Today's her birthday, right?"
Joyce smiled and nodded. "I think they'll be holding a party later. Anyways, I wanted to ask you a favor and it's okay if you refuse," she said.
"We'll see then. Fire away," Catalina said.
"Do you still remember the petrol station where your mother found me?" Joyce asked.
"Somewhat. I think we pass by that particular station a few times during our expeditions. Why?" Catalina asked.
"Well on your next expedition, I was wondering if you could stop by the museum near that petrol station and take Katherine there. That's where I…I lost my family," she sadly explained.
"Oh. I see. Well, I'll be sure to make a short pitstop there for Kitty." Joyce smiled gratefully.
"Thank you, Catalina. Katherine's been asking about my family for years and I feel bad for keeping it away from her. She deserves to know. Hopefully their belongings are still there."
Catalina nodded in understanding. Kitty has told the group many times how she'd want to know about her own family but her mother was still grieving them after all these years.
"I'm heading off to Girona later. I'll stop by and check if I find myself down that path," Catalina reassured.
"Thank you again. I'll see you around, Catalina," Joyce said.
"De nada, señora."
Joyce gave her a small hug before heading off on her way again. Catalina watched her go with a sympathetic smile. From what Isabella had told her, Joyce was the only survivor of her family when they found her. So it was understandable why she's still grieving and refused to tell Kitty anything about them.
She made a mental note to herself to stop by that particular petrol station sometime.
"Mama!"
As soon as she comes in, she grins and opens her arms to catch her children as they tackle her in a group hug. Ten year old Hal, seven year old Mary, and four year old Lillia all laughed happily as they piled on their mother.
"You're back!" Mary said.
"Yes I am! I just got back earlier. Have you three been good while I was gone?" their mother asked.
"Sí! We missed you though," Hal said.
"Miss you so much!" Lillia added.
"Oh I missed you too, mi niños!" Catalina said. Pulling her children closer. Then she looked at the three of them with a small frown.
"Did your father come and visit you while I was gone?" she asked.
As she expected, all three of her little ones shook their heads with sad faces. Their father was notorious in making empty promises after all.
"Of course he didn't. He's probably with his latest side fling of the week," Catalina mumbled.
"Welcome back, Lina! Glad you guys made it safe," Kath said. Walking over to them with a smile on her face. Catalina smiled back as she stood up.
"Hola, Kath. Thank you for looking after my little rascals here," she said.
"No problem! They behaved as usual so it was no trouble at all," Kath said.
"Did your brother visit them at least once?" Kath shook her head.
"Nope. He didn't even visit Elizabeth and Edward. But what did you expect from my useless brother?"
"Nothing. There was nothing to expect from him. Though it's probably for the best that their father isn't in their lives to influence them. Well we better get going. Thank you again, Kath!"
Kath smiled and nodded. Catalina took her children out of the nursery and got them in her truck.
"Can we go to the farm today, mama?" Mary asked.
"Yeah! We go swimming!" Lillia said.
"We are going there, niños. We'll be staying there for a week," Catalina said. Getting in the driver's seat.
"Yay!" the three cheered. They loved going to the farm. Especially when it was close to the beach and they could all go swimming, fishing and go dig in the sand to hunt for crabs for dinner.
"Let's stop by the house first to pack up," their mother said and drove off to their humble home.
To her surprise, Jane was already there when they arrived and had already packed their things for them.
"Cariño? When did you get here?" Catalina asked. Urging her children to their rooms to get their bags. The blonde smiled at her and said, "I heard you're going to stay in Girona for a week so I thought I'd pack your bags in advance and house sit for you while you're gone."
Catalina chuckled and gave her a swift kiss. "You somehow always know things in advance," she commented.
"It's a talent," Jane said. Cuddling close to her girlfriend.
The couple stood in silence for awhile, just holding each other close. Catalina broke the silence first.
"Jane."
"Hm?"
"What do you think about moving in together?"
Jane looked up at Catalina with a happy grin. "I would love to move in with you!" she happily said.
Catalina grins back and the two share a loving kiss. "The move will be easy since the children already get along quite well. Why don't you and Eddie move in completely once we get back from Girona?"
The blonde nodded. "I would love that!" she said. The Spanish woman smiled again and gave her another kiss.
Things really are starting to turn out for the better.
.
Catalina parked her truck in front of the old farmhouse and got out. She helped her little ones down from the vehicle and they walked up to the front door. She unlocked it with her key and went in. Hal, Mary, and Lillia immediately rush upstairs to get to their rooms and unpack.
Meanwhile, their mother went to the living room and towards the homemade altar. She pulls out the framed photos from her bag and carefully places them there.
"I didn't hear you come in."
Catalina smiled. "I didn't want to wake you and I'd thought I'd surprise you," she said. Turning around to face her mother.
Isabel smiled as she hobbled over her youngest. Leaning heavily on her husband's old cane. The left sleeve of her shirt was dangling about with each step. Catalina went over to her mother and hugged her.
"The little ones woke me with their excited chatter, but you still managed to surprise me. How was the expedition?" she asked. Pulling away and turning towards the altar. Her eyes widened at the sight of the framed photos. She let go of the cane in favor of reaching out to one of the photos, her wedding photo, and taking it in her hand.
"H-How did you…?"
"We found the formula for the vaccine but I also found these in papá's old office. It was untouched all these years," Catalina said. Going around and picking up the dropped cane.
"Oh Fernando. Mi amor. You were always the sentimental one out of the both of us," Isabel muttered as her thumb gently traced over her late husband's features on the photo.
"I can take you there sometime. See his office and all," Catalina offered.
Her mother shook her head. "The past has passed. I buried your padre a long time ago in our old home. It wasn't a proper grave per se but he would've wanted it if there were no other available options," she said. Gently setting the photo down.
"Mamá…the others and I are planning on traveling home next month and we'd like you to come with us," Catalina said.
Isabel looked at her daughter in confusion. "Traveling home?" she asked. Her youngest daughter nodded in confirmation.
"Sí. Back home to the mansion. Pick up some old things we left there for sentimentality. Maybe even pay our respects to padre."
Isabel thought for a moment. Going back home after all these years sounded great but she's not sure if she's ready to go back yet.
"I'm not so sure, mija. It's been some decades since we left the mansion," she said.
"I know but it'll be nice if you'd come with us."
"I'll…I'll think about it, mija. I'll be sure to give my decision when the time is right."
Catalina gave her mother a small smile before handing her the old cane back. Isabel quietly thanked her. Taking the cane and leaning against it for support.
"Let's go sit and talk. I haven't seen you in weeks," she said. Hobbling over to the couch. Catalina followed right behind.
Isabel carefully lowered herself to sit on the couch with a slight groan. Her daughter went to help her but she waved her off and sat down heavily with a sigh.
"You're having trouble sitting again. Maybe you should go to the camp to get your back checked," Catalina suggested. Sitting next to her mother.
Isabel shook her head. "No. I don't want to," she said.
"But why? The doctors can help you."
"Ever since I got bit by an Infected years ago, a bit of the virus is still in me. Even after I had to cut a part of my arm off entirely. There's no cure for me, Catalina. I just have to live with it."
Catalina couldn't help but look at the stump of an arm her mother has. She could still recall that very day. Her mother had stumbled back in camp with her entire forearm cut off. She was pale, bleeding heavily, and a bit of bone was sticking out through the open wound. The hasty patchwork she did on the stump is probably what saved her just in time. She got to drive back long enough before she could pass out from blood loss and got her severe injury treated just in time.
"What was it like? Cutting your own arm off?" Catalina asked. She's been curious since the incident but didn't have the courage to ask.
Isabel lets out a chuckle. "Why? Planning on cutting a certain body part of yours in case of an Infected bite?" she joked. Her daughter chuckled as well.
"Maybe when I'm desperate enough. Right now, I'm just curious. What was going through your head that time? What made you do it in the end?" Catalina asked. Isabel grew serious and looked down at arm. Glaring at it.
"Mamá?"
"I thought of you."
Catalina was surprised at the answer. "Me?" she asked. Pointing at herself. Her mother nodded in affirmation.
"Yes you. You and your siblings are what made me do it," Isabel said. "I realized that Bella couldn't take care of you all by herself if I was gone. Plus, I knew they would make her my replacement when she wasn't even ready yet. It was hard enough without your papá but without me…she, as well as the rest of you, wouldn't be able to have the life you have now."
Catalina nodded. It does make sense. Even though Isabella was eighteen at the time, she's still somewhat of a child herself. Needing guidance to get through adult life. So sacrificing a part of an arm was a small sacrifice in order for Isabel to live and be the guide her daughter needed. The youngest Trastámara was snapped out of her thoughts when her mother suddenly chuckled again.
"Care to share what made you giggle like a niña?" Catalina asked. Playfully raising an eyebrow at her mother.
"I just realized that cutting my own arm at a church altar made it look like I was offering a blood sacrifice to the Lord. Though in a way, it is somewhat like that. I was praying for God to save me and have mercy on me while screaming in pain," she casually said.
Catalina looked at her mother with a horrified expression. The mental image of her mother severing her own arm off made her a bit disturbed and nauseous. "Lo siento, mija. I didn't think that the image would be disturbing to you," Isabel apologized after noticing her daughter going a bit pale.
"Mamá…why? Why not try another way?" her daughter asked.
"I was scared and desperate. I was alone with an Infected bite on my arm and a blade. I wanted to live and, by God's will, I will live. For the sake of the only family that I have left," Isabel said. She pulled the old blade out from the cane. She could still see the part that she used to cut off her arm. The sharp edge chipped when she got to the bone of her forearm. Catalina placed her hand over her mother's and gently pushed the blade back in the cane. Isabel sighs and sits back on the couch. The youngest child looked at her in worry.
"Can I tell you a secret?" she asked. Catalina paused for a second before nodding. "Go ahead."
"Promise me you won't tell any of your siblings. Especially your hermana."
"Okay."
Isabel closed her eyes briefly, took a deep breath to gather her courage and faced her youngest fully.
"I've been feeling bouts of severe pain in my arm since the bite and had some sort of addiction to painkillers," she said. Placing a gentle hand on her amputated arm. Catalina looked at her in shock.
"Mamá! Why didn't you–" she exclaimed.
Isabel held up a hand to cut her off from saying more. "I didn't want you all to worry. So I kept it to myself and smuggled small doses of painkillers from the medical inventory during weekly counting to bear with the pain and show that I was fine," she explained.
"But mamá, keeping such a large secret from me? From the others? We could have helped you!" Catalina said.
"That's the problem. You couldn't," Isabel said. Her daughter looked at her in shock. "Not even I couldn't help myself. I tried other methods. Trust me, I did but the pain was unbearable and pills were the only temporary solution. I didn't want you all wasting your time worrying over something you can't fix instead of focusing on your own lives. So I decided to keep it all to myself and let my children live their lives with no worries or distractions. Especially from their madre."
Catalina had tears streaming down her face. Her mother had been feeling excruciating pain for years and she couldn't do anything about it. She felt somewhat betrayed. Isabel smiled reassuringly and wiped the tears with her thumb before pulling Catalina close to kiss her forehead.
"I'm happy I kept it from you. I didn't want you all to worry about me. Especially when you were still growing into people you wanted to be," she said. Pausing a bit to collect herself as she was fighting back her own tears. After a few deep breaths, she continues, "I never really had a childhood. My mamãe, your avó, had early onset dementia and I had to take care of her when your abuelo Chacón wasn't present. At the same time, I was studying and taking care of my younger brother as well since he was still a child and mamãe couldn't really take care of him. I didn't want you all to go through that. You deserve better."
"Mamá, we could've found a way to help you! Don't you trust us?" Catalina asked. Sobbing once more. It truly hurt her to learn that her mother was suffering for their sake. Isabel smiles at her daughter again.
"I do. I trust you all but there's just some things that a mother has to keep in the dark to protect her children. While I had no regrets in taking care of your avó, I still longed for the childhood I never had," she said.
Catalina couldn't take it anymore. She pulls her mother in her arms and hugs her tightly. Isabel wrapped her one good arm around her daughter and gently rubbed circles in her back to comfort her while Catalina cried on her shoulder.
The mother and daughter stayed like that for a good while. Only pulling away after Catalina had run out of tears to cry. She wiped away the tears as she recomposed herself while her mother sat back against the back of the old couch.
"I would like to be buried at home. Next to your padre," Isabel suddenly said. A longing smile on her face.
Catalina looked at her mother in confusion. "You're saying that as if you're dying," she said lightheartedly. Laughing a little in hopes that her mother was just joking.
Unfortunately for her, Isabel didn't laugh but the smile remained.
"I am."
"Mamá don't say that. I get that you're old but you're–"
"I'm dying, Catalina. I went to Campamento Zaragoza last week to get my daily check up and the results weren't good this time around. The doctor said that the virus from the Infected bite had mutated into cancer and I have about a year left to live if I'm lucky enough."
Catalina looked shocked at this. Her mother was dying and she only had a year of her life left.
"Mamá, there's still time. We can have you treated. We got the formula for the vaccine. We can cure it!" she desperately rambled on.
Isabel simply shook her head.
"No. I don't want any treatment. I am old and I'm tired. I want to live out my last remaining days with my family and not be stuck in a hospital bed. Please understand my wishes, mija. Now that you and your siblings have your own lives with your own families, I can finally stop trying to survive and just rest with your padre," she said.
Catalina felt hopeless. Her mother was dying and she couldn't do anything about it. "What do you want me to do? What do you want us to do?" she asked.
"Mija, don't stress yourself too much. I'll tell you and your siblings what I want you to do in due time. Let's just focus on right now. Okay?"
Catalina furiously wiped away the stray tears and nodded. "Okay." Isabel smiled at her daughter and kissed her forehead once more. They can worry about the future later, right now is what's important for the both of them.
"Gracias, Catalina. Now, tell me all about your expedition."
Arlecchino: I have no respect for Santa. Don’t sneak in through the chimney and undermine my authority by bringing my family presents. Walk in through the front door and fight me like a man.
Arlecchino: Lady Furina, on behalf of the children of the House of the Hearth and myself, I would like to offer you this assortment of cakes as a token of our appreciation for your hard work. I hope that we can put any past indiscretions behind us.
Furina: "Indiscretions"?! You tried to murder me!
Arlecchino: Oh, did I? My apologies. In my defense, my objective was to take the gnosis, not to kill you. Had I truly intended to end your life, I would have done so. Rather easily, I might add.
Furina: Sorry, I'm just... you're giving me a lot of mixed messages here and it's very confusing. Is this how you usually apologize to people? With cakes and thinly-veiled threats?
Arlecchino: I have never apologized to anyone before, so I must confess to my own inexperience. How am I doing? Has my performance been satisfactory?
Furina: It could use some work.
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Lyney, back at the House of the Hearth: So, tell us how it went! Did you put the moves on her like we talked about?
Arlecchino: Indeed, I did, and to great effect. In fact, she was sweating profusely and her eyes were the size of dinner plates the entire time we were talking. I believe that means she fancies me.
Lynnette: I suppose that is one of the things it could mean.
Trigger Warning: DOTTORE , aka abuse, torture, needles, needle marks
yes he's a wholeass trigger warning 💀 things go downhill so fast whenever this guy is involved 😭
Chouji is only 8-9 years old here
This is just my headcanon linking Tatarigami, Delusions, and the Abyss, so take this with a boatload of salt LOL
Not sure if they are mentioned in the game, I haven't had time to really play the game lately so lmk if there are lore crumbs about them!
And thats how Chouji becomes a HoH operative in the dangoverse! And yes Arle's flame did burn off some of his memories. He knows he has a mother, but he doesn't remember her at all 👁️👄👁️
And it circles back to my Camus comic hehe
Comic about my Fontaine OC Camus, ft. Neuvillette, Wriothesley, and a few other Fontaine playable characters and NPCs
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