Blackout 
West Point
Raia steps into Gin's favorite bar. Sia is chugging a bottle of scorpion venom while everyone stares in awe. Raia tosses Sia over her shoulder and leaves abruptly. 
"I can turn my attention away from you for half an hour?" Raia slings Sia over Chron's back and climbs up. With a soft command Chron howls and space time distorts. 

South Point
Shadow is in the courtyard addressing his guards and soldiers. 
"You are no longer raiders and extortionists. If I catch any more of this I will not hesitate to kill you. For good." A few of the men have gone pale. Shadow dismisses them and starts to head back into his keep when Raia appears. 
"Shadow, we need to talk." Raia announces. Shadow smiles and invites her to tea. 

 Smough's Flagship 
Smough laughs at Flame and her enthusiasm. 
"Of course." Smough removes his jacket and shirt then, as he steps up on the railing, his boots. "Shall we go for a swim? I'll show you them. Personally."

Father's Prison 
Nevermore smiles. 
"No I think I'll pass." Her smile fades and she's melancholy again. "I've lived my life as a weapon. To be employed for power, wealth, justice, peacekeeping... Gale showed me that even though my hands are stained red with blood I can be more."

Nevermore glances at the ring on her finger. The ring Gale was going to propose with. The ring that's another constant reminder. Though she can't bring herself to remove. 

"But i'm not sure if I want to be anything more than just a weapon. I had happiness I never believed I deserved and losing it hurt more than anything I could have imagined. Still hurts." Nevermore it's breathing heavily. The outer ring of her eyes have pitch black veins creeping towards her amethyst irises. "Everything hurts."