"Dakota! Look at me! You may have those voices, but you CAN ignore them." Marionette snapped, shifting into his puppet form and standing taller than her, a few oil tears slipped from his eyes, before he sighed. "I guess you must see now." He grabbed her wrist and took her into the past.
He had taken her to the day after Sarah had come home from the hospital, the day after she had began singing with Dakota. Sarah could be seen cowering in the corner, Vincent thrown across the room and next to her. A large shady man stood over them, yelling at them. Sarah screamed at him before her throat was grabbed and she was lifted into the air, the man almost choking the life out of her until Vincent tackled him. Sarah was knocked out on the floor, before they were taken to another point in the past.
It was the day after they got out of high school, a day that Dakota had blacked out. Sarah had been made fun of, thrown, choked, stabbed, but all to protect Dakota even with her massive fear. The last image they saw was of Sarah in the hospital, Dakota at her bedside and holding her hand, awaiting for her to awaken.
Sarah ignored him, continuing to hide.
(I hope you don't mind the past thing o-o I just imagine that would happen between them.)