#totally wasn't inspired by Ember's story from Danny Phantom

[carmen-fics-for-thee]

Remember

Summary: As Paper Star reflects on her past, she decides to play Carmen in a different way. After all, if Paper Star's heart is broken, why should everyone else not suffer like her? With Chase's heart on the line, and Carmen's heart clouded by vulnerability, can she realize what's really going on or will the villain win?

...

They were in Peru, full of fields of grass and trees everywhere by the side of the dirt road. Paper Star was on a hay bail truck. She was waiting for Carmen.

Narrowing her eyes, Paper Star spotted Carmen dashing across a field and hiding in a tree. Behind her, Devineaux was in hot pursuit. He shouted, "Aha!" and started climbing. Paper Star was humming her little song, but stopped at seeing this. Hmm...

Hopping down from the hay bail she was on, she approached them.

"Well, well, well..."

Carmen looked down at her and gulped.

"Not you again!"

Paper star started folding some stars. But she threw only one. It landed in Devineaux's arm sharply, sticking.

"AH! Curse you!" He cried.

Glaring at Paper Star, Carmen went to help Devineaux. She looked at him kindly, assuring him she'd help and pulled out the star. Then she told him to apply pressure to the wound. He did so, hissing with pain. Looking the "star" over, Carmen found it was red and pink and shaped like a broken heart. Paper Star grinned smugly.

"Oh no! A bad omen. Well, guess I'd better be on my way!"

Carmen trembled with rage.

"Come back here!"

...

Paper Star didn't like to talk about it. It would bring too much pain.

As a teenager, she'd dated her classmate. His name was Jamie. He told her he loved her; but then he'd professed his love to another girl in front of the whole class. The other kids mocked her, knowing she and Jamie used to be together. The pain cut deep, slashing her heart to pieces.

Paper Star worked tirelessly to get her revenge. She folded papers so sharp until they cut her own fingers, making them bleed. It was painful. That gave her an idea.

She'd trained so hard to be the best origami ninja in the world. And one day, she'd take her revenge on Jamie, as well as all the other bleeding hearts.

Jamie had truly been made to be sorry for what he did. His hands had to be bandaged in the hospital. And that other girl? Well, let's just say her pretty body wouldn't be going swimming anytime soon.

Whenever Paper Star saw couples walking in the street, she wretched in disgust.

Valentine's Day was the worst. All this celebration, and for what? Something she'd lost, and never found since that fateful day. It was stupid anyways, to think that a boy wouldn't break your heart if he saw a prettier girl.

All this pain made her madder. She began folding more broken paper hearts.

...

Chase had wrapped his arm thanks to his first aid kit.

With what had that random woman attacked him?! And why?!

Carmen had shown him the paper heart, looking worried.

"Hah! I do not believe in superstitions. My heart was already broken a long time ago." He said, recalling his ex-wife.

"What do you mean...?" She said sadly. So Chase told her about Edna.

He and his wife had gotten together as an office romance, as tensions heated up and she needed some cheering up about her poor work performance. After that, they'd started dating. Their marriage was relatively happy, until one day she told him she didn't love him anymore. There was no one else, she just grew tired of him. The divorce had hardened him; from then on he put on a tough outer shell. Something that would not break easily.

Carmen put a hand on his shoulder, and offered a hug. He accepted. It was a fairly loose hug. He wanted to make sure she knew she could run away if she wanted. That it wasn't some sort of trick to catch her. Carmen kept her eyes open for the most part, hoping this was a good idea. When she realized how softly she was being held, she let out a sigh and closed her eyes.

Paper star watched them with her binoculars. This was easier than she'd thought.

As she watched Carmen leave the hospital, she threw more broken heart paper stars at her. Carmen dodged, running away.

"What's your deal?!" She shouted.

Laughing, Paper Star showed Carmen to the limo that VILE had sent. Confused, Carmen saw Grey step out of the limo.

"Grey?" She said, running up to him. "Is that really you...?"

She'd been so worried about her big bro, she studied him carefully, hoping he wasn't under VILE's mind control.

"Carmen," he said with relief. Looking around, he glared at Paper Star. "She told me you were in danger."

"Huh? No." She said, fidgeting with her hands. "I'm fine. But are you fine?"

He nodded. "Don't worry, Carmen. They undid the effects of The Wiper... I remember everything."

She shook her head. "Why...?"

Carmen wanted to believe this was real. But there was no way this wasn't a trap of some sort. No way would VILE actually do something so nice without a catch. Paper star grinned.

"Well, Black Sheep...? It's okay, we removed any weapons from him. He's not a threat."

She grew angry.

"Yeah, so he wouldn't be a threat to you!"

Paper Star threw more broken heart stars at them.

"Carmen, quick!" Grey pulled her away and they ran for cover. Strangely Paper Star didn't follow them. They stopped by a school. It was quiet. "Carmen, I missed you."

"Graham. I-I don't know what to say. How?"

He shrugged. "I don't know Carmen. But I don't trust VILE. Paper Star is trying to execute some sort of evil plan, but I don't know what. Maybe it has to do with her um, paper hearts?"

Picking up the one from her bag, Carmen studied it worriedly.

"Maybe... Maybe it's a riddle of some sort. Perhaps there's a museum with a broken heart jewel somewhere around here? ... I'll call Player real quick."

Grey looked at Carmen curiously. After spending so much time away from her, he felt really bad about deserting her for the academy. He wasn't going to throw away his dreams, but in hindsight maybe being held back for a year would have been worth it so he could watch over Carmen. Maybe he could make it up to her somehow. Abandoning her was always the thing he regretted most.

After being on the phone for a while with Player, Carmen frowned. There was apparently no broken heart jewel around the area. The nearest museum was within 200 miles from here. Then what did Paper Star and her possible henchmen want?

Her heart dropped.

"Chase. I think VILE wants to hurt him again! Devineaux!" She said, panicked. Looking around, she grabbed Graham's hand and rushed back into the hospital.

"Woah, are you sure?!"

She nodded. "For some reason when we first encountered Paper Star, she threw the broken heart at him, not me."

"Why would she do that?" Grey said. And then it hit him. "Carmen." He stopped, tugging on her hand to make her stop too. "I know why. It's your kind heart. You worry about people a lot... She wanted to hurt both of you; two birds, one stone."

"Oh." She sighed. Yeah, that made sense.

Graham frowned. "I wouldn't go to that hospital room if I were you. Paper Star set this up for a reason. I think I know what her plan is, and you WILL hurt Devineaux if you go see him with me."

She stopped and thought about it. Examining her feelings, she realized what they had together. How much closer she'd gotten to Devineaux since they'd first met. And how seeing her with another man would break his heart... even if she tries to explain. That would explain the broken paper hearts. It was diabolical, it was VILE's M. O.. Yeah, it made sense.

"What do I do, then? I don't want to lose either of you. If I go check on him without you, VILE might drag you away again..."

He nodded.

"I understand. But I refuse to be their pawn anymore. I refuse to let them use me to hurt another man, especially an innocent."

"Good man." She patted his arm.

Grey smiled, thinking about their possible options.

...

Paper Star growled. What was taking them so long? She had her operative posed as a nurse and filming the reaction.

Chase grew uncomfortable and demanded more bedsheets. The nurse looked done with it all, but she left the room nonetheless. Didn't want to raise suspicion. Devineaux sighed with relief when she'd gone away.

He had a feeling that his heart was about to be broken due to an evil plan poised by a psycho villain, for some reason. Hah! Didn't they know that Chase Devineaux wasn't born yesterday?! Of course he'd been suspecting it, which was why he'd gotten the nurse to leave.

A person he wasn't expecting entered the room.

"You!" He shouted in surprise, nearly knocking over the bedside table to reach him. "I know you!! From the train!"

Gray put his hands up in defense.

"Wait, wait! It's not what you think! I-I'm a good guy now!"

Chase growled. "Prove it!"

He shook with disgust, yet he wanted to do him the honour of telling the truth. It was the least he could do.

"Inspector, I'm sorry. I was a huge jerk." He looked away. "But I want to make it up to you. There's these guys, VILE... They like to play with the people Carmen likes. They want to hurt her heart as much as possible..."

He frowned. "That explains the broken hearts..."

"Yeah..." Grey said. He walked over to him and sat down in the chair next to him. "Inspector. These people, they don't play fair. ... They wanted to make sure your heart was broken today. I figured out their plan. I refused to let them hurt you."

Confused, he raised an eyebrow. "Thank you...?"

Grey shrugged. "Blame Carmen. She has this way of softening people up." He gave a half-smile.

Laughing, Devineaux stuck out his hand. Grey shook it.

"That she does, Mister...?"

"Graham. But you can call me Grey."

...

In her room full of torn up coloured paper stars, Paper Star sobbed into a pillow.

It wasn't fair! Why did others get to be happy, and not her!?

Sure, she was a little psychotic, and wasn't afraid to use violence and manipulation to get what she wanted. What did it matter though?! Why couldn't she be loved the way that people loved Carmen?

Her mascara ran all over her face.

Maybe she'd be loved by a man one day, but by then she'd no longer be young and beautiful...

Grabbing her teddy bear, she cuddled it and curled onto her side in bed.

It just wasn't fair...

...

Carmen dropped off her gift of a bouquet of red roses for Chase on his doorstep, along with the returned items she stole back. It was always her way of saying, "you're welcome" to both him and Julia. She'd always thought nothing of it.

And yet now when she did it, it felt different. Like it meant something a little more.

She rang the doorbell, and heard his footsteps approach. His gruff, French-accented voice called out.

"Hello?! Who is there?!"

Her eyes wavered, and she tipped her hat to him before disappearing once more into the shadows.