While Steffy battled Sheila in court, another storm was brewing on the streets of Los Angeles. Luna Nozawa, once a bright and hopeful young woman, had spiraled into obsession and rage. Her descent into darkness was rapid, terrifying, and complete. With a gun hidden in her purse and a growing list of enemies, Luna was no longer seeking connection — she was hunting revenge.

Her number one target? Steffy Forrester.

Luna’s fury had turned lethal. She practiced firing her weapon at a printed photo of Steffy, aiming for the eyes. But her rage wasn’t just directed at one woman. Deacon, Bill, Poppy — even Finn — had failed her in her mind. Each betrayal added another name to her hit list. Her own mother, Poppy, saw her as unstable. Finn, her newly revealed father, refused to acknowledge her pain. She was abandoned, again and again — and now, she was ready to make the world pay.

Then came Remy Price. He met Luna at a shooting range, shocked by what he saw — a woman methodically preparing for murder. He tried to stop her, to reason with her, but Luna barely heard him. Her mind was too far gone. And Remy? He wasn’t exactly a hero. His own past was full of shadows — like that time he nearly pushed Electra Forrester off a rooftop. Could he be swayed? Could Luna pull him deeper into her madness?

Meanwhile, Sheila — Luna’s grandmother — caught wind of the danger. Though a villain herself, Sheila was unwilling to let Luna murder Steffy. She pulled in Deacon and Poppy, even Finn and Lee, forming an unlikely coalition to stop the chaos. They surrounded Luna, hoping to save her before she did the unthinkable.

But Luna was ready. The gun was loaded. Her path was set. And as fate would have it, all her enemies were heading toward a final confrontation — a single place where secrets, guilt, and rage would collide. Maybe a courtroom. Maybe a cliffside. Wherever it happened, the scene would explode with emotion and violence.

The gun would go off. And someone — maybe Steffy, maybe Sheila, maybe Luna herself — would fall.