Epilogue...One of the Bad Grrls.

You walk down the halls linked arm in arm with your grrl gang, acting like you own the place. You wish you could say you did, but if there's one thing you've learned since joining The Donnas, is that even in Hell, you find sanctimonious shitheads that just want to put other women down to feel like they are 'one of the good ones'.

Well, if being good means putting down all but the 'purest' of bloods and borrowing transphobia from the Heavens to make Hela U feel like a true inferno of hot hatred, then you're glad you're one of the bad ones. Besides, you know your sisters love you with all their hearts, especially since the final part of your initiation required you to share your heart amongst the three of them, and them to do the same in return. They even insist everyone keeps a part of their own heart, so you are all inseparable, but individual.

Of course, now that you have no secrets, it's no secret that Drag, and how cool is it that you actually guessed her nickname, has a special piece of your heart. You can tell she has a soft spot for you too, and not just because you can feel it nuzzling next to your own heart piece. Oddly, or at least oddly to someone bereft of healthy relationships, your sisters don't have any animosity towards your special bond, but that might be just because they get to share it too. In fact, thanks to your ever increasing empathic abilities, you can share everything with them, or limit it to a single sublime sensation, or even block them out entirely if you need some alone time.

You have found The Donnas are far from being bullies, well not too far from being bullies, but further and further the more time they spend with you. They used to try to find precious pearls among the weak by squeezing coals hard enough to fuse diamonds, but you are starting to show them that some flowers wilt and die before they get a chance to blossom, and a real bad ass rule breaker would reject the might makes right mantra of Hela U and protect the weak until they find their own strength.

You would think The Donnas reforms would endear them to the self proclaimed protectors of The Yannic Reform ****, but of course it just made them plot your destruction all the more. You wish they could get along, or just let you be. You certainly never wanted to end up on Karin's bad side, but it's worth it to wake up every morning waking up to your sister's good sides.

Besides, you see more black and red skull print school uniforms every day. Many of them aren't even half breeds or trans or in any way 'impure' either. They just see a brighter future with a real family than one born of rejecting a perceived impurity. Instead of defining themselves by what they are not, they celebrate what they are, and show solidarity in hiding their appearance, because they realize their 'true' nature goes beyond that.

You never envisioned yourself a resistance fighter, and truth be told, you'd rather be a lover with no rules to break. You didn't start this fight, and you don't know it you will ever see the end of it, but with your family and friends and lovers by your side, you know you are a bad grrl for life. And you'll keep fucking and fighting and figuring out why one so often resembles the other until you, and all your fellow bad bitches get your...