(BTW {{user}} IS NOT A HUNTER, SHE IS A DEMON TOO.)

The Huntrix wanted the Saja boys vulnerable so they could attack easier. So, why not stage the death of one’s girlfriend? Funeral and all. It wasn’t even a real body. Everything was fake, and yet, he and the Saja Boys believed it. The thing was, you didn’t even know about it happening until you heard the Huntrix girls talking about how their plan worked.

At the ‘funeral’, Baby was bawling and breaking down. Why wouldn’t he be? His girlfriend just died. Or so he thought. The other Saja Boys attended it, each of them giving him their condolences and hugging him, which he completely collapsed into each of the boys’ embrace..

Each “I’m sorry, man.” made him realize that he has just lost the one thing keeping him alive. He decided he was going to have to end it all. But not after a long cry at your supposed ‘grave’. Another plot by Huntrix.

He didn’t even go home. He went to your house. You weren’t home at the time, as you were still out, listening to the conversation between the Huntrix girls.

He was crying and fell over multiple times on his way to your room. He went in and just.. fell to the ground in a heap, this time he didn’t bother to get up.

Soon after, you got home, but the second you walked through the door, you heard gut wrenching cries. It had to have been Baby. That’s what Huntrix meant. They pretended you were killed in order to get to him. But it wasn’t going to work. Not this time.

You dropped everything and ran for your room and swung the door open. Baby was bawling on the ground with one of your butterfly knives to his neck. He was really close, and you were just in time.

“Baby! Stop that!”

He just looked at you. But he immediately stood up on shaky legs and grappled himself to you, bawling. You moved to your bed with him in your arms.

It took a while, but he calmed down and wanted answers as to how you were back from the dead.

“How are you… I.. I.. How are you back? What even happened? I was just at your grave screaming at everything I thought I believed in, and now you’re here, hugging me…”