Act Ten: Aurelia’s Return

People outside of the stadium could only watch in horror as their respective days combined went from horribly awful to now supernaturally terrifying. Not only did they have to contend with a bossy and ruthless, 90-meter-tall Amanda all day. Now it seems that Amanda had done the near-impossible, bring the spirit of her own grandmother back from the afterlife and right before their very eyes. Before the crowd now was a towering and imposing Amanda who stared down at her levitating and transparent ghastly apparition of a grandmother, back now from ages of death.

“I WISH FOR US TO COMBINE OUR SOULS NONNA AURELIA. I WANT TO ALLOW YOU TO SHARE MIO BODY AND OUR SPIRITS MERGE AS ONE! WITH YOUR SUPERNATURAL POWER AND MIO IMPOSING PHYSICAL SIZE, WE CAN BECOME THE ULTIMATE BEING TO CONTROL MOBIUS FOR ALL ETERNITY!” Amanda said as she let out her arms and hands as if to gesture for Aurelia to enter her gargantuan body.

“Ha ha ha ha! Methinks thou art molto stupido. Nipotina Amanda, explain thy plight as to why thou so brazenly naïve to expect thou to enter thyself?”

“THINK OF IT NONNA AURELIA. I AM THE MOST MYSTICAL AND POWERFUL WITCH HERE, MINUS YOURSELF OF COURSE. WITH OUR COMBINED POWER WE COULD BECOME SUPREME AND RULE MOBIUS WITH AN IRON FIST!”

“Rule? Ha ha! Thou presume thyself wishes to rule the realm of the living? Nay! Thyself wishes to bring it to cinders! Thyself wishes nothing but ruin and decay upon the realm of Mobius!”

“WE COULD DO THAT! JUST THINK IF WE COMBINED OUR POWER! WE COULD DEFEAT ALL THE POWERS OF MOBIUS AND BRING THE WORLD TO IT’S KNEES!” Amanda offered.

“Mio dear nipotina. Thou art clearly foolish. Thou essence art not a kinship of thyself. Methinks thou forget that thyself can see into thy very soul. Thou’s lot in life is to search for power and control, nay verily! Thy very essence is wicked in a path I wish not to trifle with. Petty, self-serving, incompetent. Methinks none of these well!”

“YOU ARE MAKING A BIG MISTAKE NONNA! I AM THE MOST POWERFUL DESCENDENT OF YOUR BLOODLINE! WHO OTHER THAN I COULD YOU FIND SUCH POWER TO COMBINE YOUR OWN WITH?” Amanda said now furious that her ancestor’s spirit was being uncooperative.

“AH! SI! Thou forget that I sense another power!” The spirit said as she slowly would begin to rise upwards.

“WHAT DO YOU MEAN NONNA AURELIA! I AM THE ONLY ONE POWERFUL ENOUGH FOR YOU! I……” Then it struck Amanda, very hard as she pieced it all together.

“YOU CAN’T! NO! NOT HER! SHE IS WEAKER THAN ME NONNA! SHE IS NOT EVEN A TRUE BRADANSKA! I AM YOUR BLOODLINE! I AM YOUR HEIR! YOU CANNOT JUST REPLACE ME WITH HER!” Amanda let out as she stomped her foot, making a loud boom and causing the stadium to shake in anger.

“Brainsick Amanda! Thou forget mio past! I shall not merge mio spirit with one so black and petty an essence as thyself! I was once a noble maiden! I come to bring vengeance to the wicked, not join it! I seek not the soured essence, but the pure one! The tormented one, I sense her! Anger, despair, hopelessness! Anguish! A fitting host indeed!”

“NO! I WILL NOT LET YOU!” Amanda let out as she reaches out and tries to grab the tiny ghost of her grandmother with her massive hand, only for Aurelia to go right through it.

“Knavish bambina! Thyself seek not thou petty worldy gain!” Aurelia said as she began to float away.
At this Amanda was enraged as she stood up making loud stomps as she would stomp after Aurelia. However, soon the spirit would begin to fade away as it turned around to face her while in midair and slowly smiled a haunting grin while it’s ethereal red eyes would glisten with pure evil energy before vanishing completely.

“DANNAZIONE!” Amanda let out as she stopped and began to stomp around.

It was if Amanda Bradanksa was having a colossal womanchild tantrum, making the entire street and buildings around her shake in her anger as the crowd behind her were fortunate that she had dashed off and was not close by. Up until now, Amanda Bradanksa appeared to have everything planned out, everything was going her way, but in her moment of triumph, her own grandmother took away her big chance at immortality. This made Bradanska furious, but also upset that she had come so far to lose out by the will of her fickle ancestor.

“ACCURSED SPIRIT! NO! NOT EVEN THE GHOST OF MIO OWN NONNA WILL STOP MY AMBITIONS!” Amanda said as she continued to yell and stomp around while kicking down buildings in anger and swinging her fist.

Amanda’s winning streak had just run out for her. She was so close to immortality and everything was going to her plan, but in her very month of triumph, it was stolen by the will of her own grandmother’s spirit. Amanda stopped her tantrum and thought for a moment, if she could use powerful magic to subjugate Aurelia, then Aurelia’s power would be her own. It mattered not the will of the ghost, but her magical properties. However, Amanda would have to act fast. There was the only way to find Aurelia, Amanda had to backtrack and find Moscati as soon as possible.

Before Amanda took off, however, she realized that she owed someone something. Bradanksa took her left hand and slowly opened her giant green dress’s top as she gently picked out Jason who was still unconscious in the palm of her right hand. She then brought him up to her face and stared at him as she finally realized what she had done. She checked his vitals with her finger to deduce that he was still breathing but faintly.

“PERHAPS YOU WERE RIGHT ABOUT ME JASON. THERE IS NO WAY I CAN CHANGE THE PAST, BUT AT LEAST I CAN TRY TO CHANGE THE FUTURE.” She said as she then slowly brought him up to her massive lips and gave a gentle yet huge kiss on his forehead as his entire body would be smushed and smothered against her massive purple lipstick covered lips.

“MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM…..” She said as she gently kissed him and made a wish.

She would then pull him back as he sat in the palm of her hand. Suddenly he would begin to twitch and open his eyes as he would cough up globs of her lipstick and his own saliva as he began to breathe in rapidly. This would go on for a moment or two before he would open his eyes fully and see her massive face as they dilated. To which he screamed and reached for the holster of his pistol, only to be reminded that she broke it. He began to crawl back towards her fingers to get away from her.

“Amanda, you crazy cunt! What the fuck did you do to me?!? Why am I covered in your purple lipstick?!?” He said while panting and in near shock.

“I am sorry Jason, it was the only way to revive you and wake you up,” Amanda said as she would whisper so she would not blow his ears off.

“Y-you crazy bitch! What do you want with me? Why am I still alive?” Jason asked rather spastically, yet in a very understandable form.

“I want you to go back to Moebius, to try to tell mio nipote that I am going to try to stop his non-er, his grandmother from destroying Mobius. If I do not make it out alive, just inform Grief that I am sorry for everything.” She said as she gently leaned down and reached down her hand until it was on the street level and he scurried off it.

“What is this all about Amanda? Answer me before I call in reinforcements!” Jason said as he threatened her, all the while still plastered with her purple lipstick in his brown fur.

“I AM THE ONLY ONE WHO CAN STOP HER. THE SPIRIT OF GRIEF’S DEAD GRANDMOTHER, AURELIA BRADANKSA. I TRIED TO REVIVE HER FOR POWER, BUT SHE TRICKED ME.NOW ONLY I CAN STOP HER.” Amanda said when Jason was a good distance so he could hear her voice from below her as she began to lean upright.

“You expect me to believe that you did this all to bring back Grief’s dead grandmother? This is nuts!” He said as he began to step back.

“PERHAPS, BUT I AM TELLING THE TRUTH. YOU NEED TO GET BACK TO MOEBIUS, TRY TO GO TO THE STADIUM BEHIND ME AND GET SOME HELP. IF I DON’T STOP HER, SHE WILL BECOME THE MOST POWERFUL BEING ON ALL Of MOBIUS AND NOBODY WILL BE ABLE TO DEFEAT HER.” Amanda said as she turned around and pointed.

“Right…This is crazy, but I am talking to a three-hundred-foot-tall vixen in a green dress that’s length could cover up my entire crushed flight craft, and I really don’t want you to try to squash me right now.” He said as he nodded and looked up to her.

“SI, OH AND JASON. WHEN THIS IS ALL OVER AND IF I RETURN BACK TO NORMAL. I’D LIKE TO TAKE YOU OUT TO DINNER, MY TREAT!” She said as she then leaned over and made a ‘call me’ sign with her giant hand in a gesture of an index finger and her pinkie as she winked flirtingly.

This was very confusing to the comparably tiny canine Order pilot. On one hand, clearly her bad attempts at flirting didn’t go over with him considering she was the colossal fox who murdered his comrades, picked him up embarrassingly out of the cockpit of his own Raven, destroyed said Raven, threatened him to do whatever she could do to him, and then just waking him up by giving him a mouthful and full coat of purple cinnamon-flavored homemade lipstick with a kiss to wake him up. However, Jason did not want to get on her bad side and merely be crushed beneath her feet after being shot down for this somewhat romantic offer, so he simply nodded slowly as he stepped backward.

“CALL ME, CUTIE. ADDIO!” She said as she smiled and the proceeded to step over Anders as he covered his eyes from seeing way too much as her massive foot was able to step to the other side of the street making a thunderous rumble and knocking him over.

Soon Amanda’s other gigantic foot would lift over him as it casted a huge shadow and would stomp several meters from him as she then began to stomp effeminately off towards where she would find Moscati at. Amanda Bradanksa did she had on her hands on her massive hips as her rear end would sway underneath her green dress. Jason watched this until she began to turn and stomp slowly out of view. He could hear her loud booms, but they would become more distance as she moved further away.

“She’s an utter mega-sized psychopath, but I have to admit she has a very nice ass.” Jason said to himself as he tried to calm himself down.

Moscati had decided it was time to head back to Peachton as she stomped through the ruined streets and atop already crushed cars. She knew she could not stop Bradanksa. Massive tears would flow down her large cheeks onto the street below as Moscati would continue to head back towards where she remembered she left her red Ferrari. The easy part was to simply pick the car up and step over the comparably tiny river that runs through Smithington and Peachton, with someone of her 90-meter stature would have no trouble getting across.

However, her life would be forever changed. Moscati would need a hefty amount of magic to revert to normal and live a semi-normal life once more. She would also be all over the news, interrogated and questioned by the police, and would more than likely be experimented on by G.U.N. Worse yet, she felt Bradanska would get away with everything and eventually Mobius would be hers as Moscati was powerless to stop her.

“I COULDN’T SAVE ANY OF THEM! ALL I DID WAS MAKE THE SITUATION WORSE!” Moscati said as she cried and looked into a nearby skyscraper with tearful eyes.

“I AM A MONSTRO LIKE HER NOW!” Moscati said as she slammed her fist into the glass shattering it as she sobbed tears down onto some cars.

“Mio pizzeria is way too small now…I cannot even go back to mio own business. That cagna is going to rule entire world and I cannot even enjoy life as a civilian!” Moscati said as she got on her knees and started to cry in the middle of the intersection with both hands over her face.

“Thou desire vengeance, si?” She hears whispered around her ear as it perks up after she stops crying and fur starts to stick up.

“CHE COSA? W-WHO SAID THAT?” Moscati said as she took away her hands to look round with her eyes still tearing up.

“NO ONE IS HERE? BUT I HEARD A VOICE? AM I GOING INSANE?” Moscati said as she looked around.

“I can sense it in thou. You desire vengeance against Amanda Bradanksa. With mio power, you can defeat her…” She heard behind her as Moscati soon stood up and turned around to see nobody behind her.

“HUH? W-WHO IS THERE? IS THIS A TRICK?!? I ALREADY LOST! DON’T TORMENT ME EVIL AMANDA!” Moscati said as she looked around.

“No dearie, it is I, Aurelia. Thou have chosen you over her. Thou art filled with anguish, despair, and desire for revenge.” Aurelia said as suddenly she would appear before Moscati’s very massive face, causing Moscati to stomp backward and trip over a spilt oil truck’s larger puddle of crude as she fell onto her massive butt next to a nearby apartment block.

“MERDA!” Moscati could only let out as she toppled over and fell into an apartment complex.

“Y-YOU’RE A FANTASMA! BEGONE EVIL SPIRIT!” She said as she slowly tries to lean upright to where she is sitting on the ruins of the apartment building.

“Si,thou maybe fantasma, but thyself can offer thou great power. Power to take revenge. Thy soul, it is pure and noble. This is bene.” Aurelia said as she hovered closer to Moscati who was sitting on the building.

“I-I DON’T UNDERSTAND. IF EVIL ME BROUGHT YOU HERE, W-WHY ARE YOU CHOOSING ME OVER HER?” She said rather confused.

“Because dearie, she is self-serving. She wants immortality and power, this is foolish. Thou art however, very much like thyself in thy mortal days. Let me help you, dearie. With mio power you can defeat her and right the many wrongs she has done. It is the only way you shall defeat Amanda Bradanksa.” The ghost said as she came closer.

Moscati was nervous at this, on one hand she clearly did not trust a spirit who came to her asking for them to let themselves into her. On the other hand, this spirit stated that they have forgone helping Bradanksa to aid her, normally that would not be something a malicious spirit would do. Plus, it was the only chance at stopping her doppelganger. Moscati looked around at the devastation she had caused just by being upset and falling. She sighed and thought to herself deeply, she was already a monster. Perhaps the only way to defeat a monster was to become a bigger monster she thought in her head as she slowly nodded.

“SI, ENTER ME.” Moscati said in a moment of weakness.

Soon Moscati watched in horror as the ghost came closer and closer to her, with the spirit smiling widely and sinisterly and its eyes shining unholy red. The spirit’s own pure grey hair would flow supernaturally as if submerged into water as it she moved closer to Moscati. At this point all Moscati could do is close her eyes and began to cry more tears of misery.

Amanda Moscati could feel her body being entered by a supernatural entity. It made her shake and spasm as her spine would shiver with fear and her fur would stand up. In her head, she could feel as if the corners of her mind grew pairs of eyes and were watching her. Oddly enough, however, she felt rejuvenated in the body, but her nerves were shot out. She decided to move and crawl onto the intersection on her hands and knees with loud stomps as she began to shake uncontrollably from either her fear or Aurelia’s doing.

“Let me help thyself, dearie. Give into mio power and you shall be able to enact vengeance.” Aurelia said in the corners of Amanda Moscati’s mind.

“I-I’m afraid to spirt! I am afraid to fight her! I am afraid to trust you!” Moscati thought to the corners of her mind as she looked down at the cars next to her.

“Do not worry dearie, you shall enjoy what I have planned for Bradanska.In fact, can you feel that? She is coming! Let me help you, it is time for her to understand the true meaning of power! It is time for your revenge!” Aurelia said into Amanda Moscati’s mind.

Amanda Bradanksa was now storming through the city on the lookout for Amanda Moscati. She was act maximum speed as fast she could move her own gargantuan body as she knew time was of the essence. She looked around for any traces of Moscati since she last left her to take on the Order’s air force. Nothing would get in her path as she crushed all, save for anything that could lead her to clues of where Moscati would have left. Eventually, however, she found one. There was a trail that leads towards the bridge that she destroyed crossing Smigthington to Peachton, it then dawned on her that Moscati on Mobius Prime was a civilian and thus she perhaps was trying to return back to her own hometown. While this was sure to raise some alarm, it was perhaps the only thing Moscati could have done at this point. Amanda snapped her massive fingers with a loud snapped as she then proceeded to dash and stampede towards the bridge’s location.

“MOSCATI! AMANDA MOSCATI! I NEED TO TALK TO YOU! I-I AM NOT TRYING TO KILL YOU! PREGO! LET US TALK!” She would call out as she eventually found a new trail that was not made from her.

As she dashed down the street with her massive foxy tail swaying and swinging huge craters into any building that was by her side, Amanda Bradanska eventually caught the sight of green fur with a red dress in the middle of an intersection on her hands and knees. Bradanksa eventually attributed this to Moscati have been wounded the Order’s flight craft. Bradnaksa it was best to go over and try to provide Moscati with any first aid so the two of them could sit down and settle this. Perhaps that offer to join her would work a second time and this would turn out even better than Bradanksa expected!

“THERE YOU ARE! MOSCATI, ARE YOU INJURED? DID THE ORDER HURT YOU?” Bradanksa said as she stomped up and stopped to see Moscati in the middle of the intersection on her knees and with her hands wide out propping her up as her head was pointed down.

“NEVER BETTER, IN FACT…I AM BETTER THAN EVER, MIO NIPOTINA!” She said as suddenly, Bradanksa would see a chilling sight.

Moscati then moved up her head to see Bradanksa while on her knees, but something was wrong about her, something way off as Amanda Bradanksa could feel a dark and sinister aura about her. Moscati was smiling at her in a deranged manner, suddenly her eyes would turn from light green to bright and ghastly red. At this moment Amanda Bradanksa assumed the worst, that she had been too late. She took a few stomps back as Moscati would slowly rise with levitation back onto her feet as her hair would flow widely.

“N-NONNA AURELIA, IS THAT YOU?” Bradanksa said to her.

“SI!” She heard from a voice that sounded like a louder one like Aurelia’s, all archaic and medieval Spagonian.

“E NO…” She heard as a second voice replied, the one of Moscati’s.

“C-CAN’T WE TALK ABOUT THIS? I AM NOT HERE TO FIGHT. SEE? M-MIO HANDS ARE UP!” Bradanksa said as she put her hands up and tried to act as she came in peace.

“NO” both voices replied in unison.

Amanda Moscati smirked as she put out her left hand. Suddenly it would glow, and she released a powerful blast of pure mystical energy right at Bradanksa. All she could do is let out a ‘MERDA!’ before she was struck in the chest and lifted off her feet before she was flung several meters as she was launched and fell on a hospital. She was not sure how she just survived that direct hit, but she would slowly get up from the rubble while rubbing her massive head as suddenly Moscati would slowly begin to levitate closer to her.
“WAIT! NO! I-I SURRENDER! L-LET’S NOT FIGHT!” Bradanska said as she got up and tried to wipe off the dust and blood from her dress and put up her hands once more.

“CRAVEN LITTLE NIPOTINA, THOU ART VERILY FEEBLE TO SURRENDER NOW!” Her grandmother said calling out from Moscati’s body.

“THAT, AND WITH ALL YOU HAVE DONE? I DON’T WANT YOU TO SURRENDER…I SAID IT BEFORE BRADANSKA, FOR WHAT YOU HAVE DONE? I SHALL KILL YOU!” Moscati called out to her.

Moscati’s appearance began to change as she landed in the middle of a parking lot as her massive pawed feet hit the ground. Her fur began to turn from green to dark grey. Her hair began to grow longer and turn black. Her short and tarnished dress began to set ablaze, but as the embers burnt it would not burn up her dress but make it longer and it turned pure crimson. The dress would grow longer and longer until it looked like one from the Dark Ages as sleeves would grow too. Mystical energy flowed all around Moscati as her form looked much different. Amanda could only gulp as she witnesses this supernatural transformation, her day just went from wonderous to abominable.