The Coming Darkness

"Yessir, would you like an autograph... Marcus?" The way she said his name was in a blatantly teasing manner, a cheeky grin spread across her whole face until he made mention of a key. "Oh... right..." She wiggled around a bit and attempted to sift through her pockets, repeating the word 'right' over and over again under her breath. "Uh... well.. no." She shook her head, "No... I've got nothin'." She burst out in laughter once again, but clasped a hand over her mouth in attempt to quiet herself. "Hows... about you take me to your room?!" Without even letting him answer she held her pointer finger out in the air, the various metal bracelets clanging together. "Yes, let's do that!"

"They might, you never know," Dora grinned as she picked up her pace and walked beside Kira. "Alright, sounds good to me. I suppose he's one of the teachers?" When Kira asked her question, Dora's train of though paused briefly, "I suppose I am. I mean honestly, what have I got to lose? I lost my home, then ended up here."

As Kira picked up the noise, so did Dora. Of course Adorra's interested were peaked by it, "Sure."

After everything had been cleaned up, Enki and Red paced down the hallways of the base. "Understand that i'm doing this for both of our sake." Enki assured Red as the bully followed. "If there's anyone who knows Darkness' strength, it's me." Red scoffed, they both knew who Darkness' was, but if Enki had gotten into a fight with him as he implied, Enki wouldn't be alive. "Whatever you say. I just don't see why we should train outside. It's raining out there."


Enki stayed silent from that point on. He knew the next few days would put strain on their bodies, and Enki was prepared for it. They reached the exit, and was soon greeted by the cold wind and heavy rain. The island expanded quite a way, so they chose the beach for a nice, open area.

One of the guards on patrol spotted them prepping for a fight and shouted at them "The training room is the other way!" Through the wind. Enki paid no mind to it, but Red did. "I thought they paid you to shoot, not talk?" He followed up with a sly laugh as the guard growled silently and continued patrolling. "Spoiled kids." "Red, that wasn't necessary."
"Such are a lot of things around here."

Enki sighed and closed his eyes, he felt frustration build up on the inside, and he ignited his blood-red flame, the pressure from ignition formed a circle in the sand around him. Red looked on with a smirk. "I'm alot different than last then we've met, Enki."

You'd better hope so. Enki thought as he opened his bright red eyes.

Eos' dainty hand reached up to grasp hold of his, nuzzling his palm against her warm cheek. She sighed, knowing that she wasn't going to get anywhere with her brother tonight. "Can I?" She didn't want to be an inconvenience for him, but maybe time with Volitaire could prove as a remedy for her mind.

He rubbed his thumb in the palm of her hand, her soft skin felt nice to the touch and made him begin to forget he was even caressing her in the first place. "Of course, you can. If I didn't want you to come I wouldn't have asked now would I?" He giggled and pulled her with him out into the corridor, but no more than a few seconds after he suddenly halted. "U-uhm... Did they ever mention where you can do some practice?" His face was suddenly stricken with embarrassment, though he tried to hide by looking up and down the corridor. For a moment he felt like he knew where he was going. He still thought he was back in his bunker with Artizle, the new environment of course puzzled him. No one gave him a proper tour either.

Marcus grimaced a bit at the slurred exaggeration of his name. Yes, it was a different name, a bit dorky even by teacher standards, but growing up, he was teased a lot because of it. Especially 'Tormod', people just butchered him over at. He tried not to let his discomfort show as the girl sifted through her pockets in search of her key, only to turn up empty handed. "Really?" He mumbled under his breath.
In a giddy response to the 'misplacing' of her keys, Harley suggested sleeping in Marcus's room. Before he could object she was already rocking her body in his arms and shouting in an effort to make him move, pointing her finger every which way, unable to determine where exactly his room was. "Uh...I don't..." His eyes rolled to the side, averting her gaze awkwardly, "I don't think I can do that. Let's just...let's just go find your friend, maybe she's got your keys. You know, friends don't let other friend drink and...open doors...or whatever." He let out a broken chuckle, realizing how stupid that sorry excuse for a joke was.
With Harley still in his arms, he walked back down the stairs and into the main hallway. It seemed a bit noisier than before, and Marcus turned his ear towards where the sound was coming from. Were there people fighting?

Kira nodded and smiled, heading to the door. "Then, we shall." When the sound intensified at a certain door, she opened it and looked inside. The sight of David and Silver having a full blown fight greeted them. Eyes wide in shock, she opened the door even more and went inside. Holy shit. David seemed badly injured and yet, they didn't stop fighting. The look in their eyes almost screamed that they wouldn't stop, either. Well, fuck it all. If someone Caught them having an all out battle like this, she doubted it'd be approved. "You two, stop it!" If they Really wanted to fight, they'd at least wait until that whole, battle royal thing later on. Oh, as if they'd really listen to her. She'd tried, at least.

David stopped where he was when he heard the familiar voice. He looked up to see Kira at the door, with Dora behind her. "K-Kira.." Silver looked over to the girls and glared at them before turning back to David. "You're an idiot. I don't doubt you're strong. I know you are. I don't want to use my magic against you, because I'm not sure how well I can control it. I do not want to accidentally kill you, David. That's all."

David slowly stood up and stared at Silver, holding the gashes on his chest. "And yet, you don't hesitate to slice me up." Silver rolled her eyes and walked over to him, grabbing his shirt to pull him down to her level. "You were attacking me, you wouldn't let me talk. I had no choice. Besides..." She let him go and pushed him back, letting the illusion she had over him drop to reveal that he didn't actually have a mark on him, and his daggers were fine as well. "..If you weren't so caught up in trying to make me use my magic, you would have noticed that I did a long time ago."

David stared at her in confusion as she put her swords away and turned to walk out. She stormed past Kira and Dora, not even looking at them or noting that they were there. David looked back to his arms, his chest, and his daggers, feeling where they were cut and quite impressed with how her magic has developed. He looked back to the door where Kira and Dora stood, and plopped down onto his back with his hands over his face, groaning.

After she finished gorging herself on food, Sasha heard a slight commotion in the hallway.She stood, quirking a brow, curious as to what this noise was.The female made her way to the hall, seeing a rather vexed Silver headed her way. Tilting her head, Sasha asked, "What's got you pissed off now? A slight smirk crossed her face as she said this.

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Meanwhile, Ines had finished her food, and had somehow managed to discover a bottle of champagne stashed around the corner of some table. Just a little sip... was what she had thought a few minutes ago. Now, seven minutes later, Ines had become fairly intoxicated, her cheeks a bright red, and her head a blur. She was currently resting on a sofa, her eyes looking fairly drowsy.

Adorra walked in through the room behind Kira, she looked around curiously, and noted David just as a girl brushed passed herself and Kira. With out a second's delay she rushed over to him, got down onto her knees, focused herself on healing him, and placed her hands on his chest. A faint white light came from her palms and he was healed in practically no time.

She smiled softly as removed her hands from his chest and brought them to her sides, "As you were. I tried to apologize earlier for upsetting you, so I'm sorry. If my powers upset you, perhaps I could learn hand to hand or something. I'm defenseless when I use them anyways and they can be a bit of a burden at times..."

The waves on the beach and the pounding rain wasn't able to contain the sounds of metal clashing, and magic being used aggressively. On the sand, Red had his two-handed sword covered in red electricity, bashing downward on Enki, but, Enki was doing a fine job blocking. The metal that his gloves were made out of were nearly indestructible. Again and again Enki blocked, and he eagerly sought out an opening.

He noticed how long it took Red between swings, and quickly went for a kick to the stomach after a successful block. "Oof!" Red coughed out blood. Enki wasted no time, he followed up with a close front flip, the back of his heel landing on top of Red's head with a solid hit, planting his face into the sand.

Enki took this time to jump back, using his flames to boost his jump further away, so that he could regain his stamina. Red slowly rose himself to his feet. "If I am... to aid anyone... in this fight..." Enki spoke between breaths. "I.. cannot.. fail here..." He clenched his fist, and started charging after Red.


The bully on the other hand, saw this coming too late. Enki was up in the air the next time he noticed. Pummeling down with a fist that would end this training session. As soon as they made contact, a light shined infront of both of them, making it impossible to see where the two of them were.

When the light faded, Enki saw his fist against a rather demonic looking shield. Huh? His eyes widened at the surprise. Red was wearing an entirely different attire. His clothes had been swapped out for full, demonic looking plate armor. Red's shield spawned spikes that forced Enki to back away quite a distance. "I'm tired of not being involved in this fight." Red said, his helmet blocking his emotion. A surprising amount of magical energy pulsated from him. Ripples were being made in the sand around him, in fact.

"You lot can have whatever opinion you want of me. I know you hate me, especially, for picking on Enzo." Enki was caught off guard by how serious Red had gotten. "That armor.. It's.. from the Gaze!"


"Brothers shouldn't hate each other."

Silver made her way through the halls, pretty much ignoring everything around her until she heard a familiar voice. She paused to look up for a moment and see Sasha questioning her anger with a smirk on her face, which irked her a bit. She glared at her and kept walking. "Nothing that concerns you," she hissed back at Sasha through her teeth. She sort of regretted saying that in the tone she did, but the look on Sasha's face made Silver feel like she had been amused by her anger, and Silver didn't like that.

David removed his hands from his face to see Dora next to him, healing whatever bruises or marks he had gotten from Silver beating him around before she actually used her illusions. He sat up and gave her a perplexed look, but then remembered what she meant by 'upsetting' him. "Oh.. That.. It's no big deal, really. I'm just being a selfish brat, is all." He shook his head. "Thank you for that, though." He sighed, leaning his arm on his leg and resting his head on his hand. What Silver had said kept playing over and over again through his mind. Could she be more powerful than he thought?

She smiled rather relieved by him not being upset, "That's good, I really thought you were mad at me." She hugged around his neck, then let go, and relaxed back into her original sitting position, "I'm glad you're not. You were my first friend here and I wouldn't want people hating me in my new home." She paused, "You're welcome, David. Anytime, don't hesitate to ask and if you ever need anything material--I can try to prove that, too."

"Wait, wait, wait... you said I'm almost an adult." She hicced, pausing momentarily and poked his cheek, "And you don't look like too much of an old man. Thisiz totally fine." She let out another hiss of laughter and covered her mouth. But her reaction soon changed to something serious - well as serious as she could possibly be in her state. "No, don't! Kira's alwayss the one who hassta' take care of me. Just.. jussst put me in a bed and I swear I'll leave you alone." Her glassy eyes looked up into his and it seemed as though she was almost sporting a pout.

"Uhm... yes, I remember Enzo saying something about it earlier. Let me just try and..." Once again, relying on the blonde's memory was proving to be fruitless. As cute as she was, she was quite a ditz at time - something that was even a common trait in her brother at times.

"Let's go this way!" She pointed down the hall and tugged him along, but was unsure of it was the correct direction in the first place - she just didn't want to seem like a dope. But as she ran along the floor, she let her foot slip out from under her, sending her forward. The momentum pulled Volitaire along with her, and as Eos fell to the ground, her dark haired companion came crashing down on top of her.

"Ah~!" She grabbed hold of the back of her head which managed to hit the floor, but the ringing sensation in her ear slowly subsided as she realized the weight atop her body was Voli, her face turning a quick pink!

"Ah-Aahhh! E!" Wide eyed and heart thumping like Thumper tapping his foot. The poor boy tried to hide the smacked look on his face. He could feel the cushion of Eos' chest slightly meeting his own. He did all in his power to control his breathing and try to meet with her face again, so not to seem like he couldn't keep eye contact with her. He rose his head slowly, his hair hung over his face and slowly moved down his cheeks, behind and over his ears. He relaxed his gaze and finally mustered up the nerve to react. He laughed and helped Eos up. "You okay..? You hit your head pretty hard there." He applied gentle rubs to her smarting cranium. "You can be such a clutz, but I guess there's something I gotta keep an eye on you for. Like how I always manage to hurt myself. Eheh.." He put his other hand in his pocket and looked down to the floor for a brief second. "Be more careful next time..." He muttered.

The noise level in the hallway had simmered down and everything was again calm, whatever fight was going on had ended, and now all that could be heard were a few whispering voices and the light trickle of rain on the windows.
He looked to Harley who was again prodding him, quite literally this time, to allow her to sleep in his bed tonight. Though it was a bit unorthodox she brought up a good point; technically speaking, she was an adult and it's not as if he was going to be sleeping in the bed with her. "Well...alright, fine." He said complying to the pouting expression she had. Either the way she was acting was just another effect of the alcohol, or she really just wanted independence and was tired of people telling her 'I told you so!' all her life."Poor thing. All she really wants is attention, and for someone to show her that she matters." His lips pulled into a concerned frown.
They had reached his quarters after a few short minutes. His bedroom was rather spacious, and the only things that really occupied much space were his dufflebags that sat propped against the study desk. Marcus set Harley gently down on the large, comfy, king sized bed and pulled one of the sheets up to her neck, tucking it in gentle around her thin figure."Alright...well, get some rest okay? You probably won't feel the hottest tomorrow, so if you need anything in the morning, just ask." He swung the wheeled office chair from the desk and brought it close to the bed, plopping down on it. It would probably be best if he watched her for a while, just to make sure she didn't get into anything else. Considering there were two full bottles of whisky in one of his bags. He crossed his arms and leaned back, it would probably be a long night.

"Brothers? What do you mean?" Enki and Red's standoff had revealed Red's true power, which was a lot stronger than anyone had expected. "What? Did you think you were the only runt of the litter?" He swirled his sword around, cutting lines into the sand. "It gets more complicated, but this isn't a place for discussion." Red's tone suggested he was about to attack, so Enki readied himself. Red swung his sword into the air, and then brought it down in the direction of Enki. The two obviously had a large gap between them, and it confused Enki. Why is he swinging all the way over there?

Enki's questions were soon answered. On the way down, the sword grew in size and weight, quickly reaching over to Enki and burying him in the sand. The impact shook the ground well, and might have reached over to the base. The sword retracted back to it's original size. Enki was planted halfway into the sand. His muscles sore and his bones aching. S-..since when did you become this powerful? He wondered as he was stuck facing the cloudy sky. You know... Red's armor disappeared, and his clothes returned. He made his way over to Enki casually. He knew in his mind that the battle was over. "...Kenji came to me, asking me to protect Enzo when he couldn't." Enki didn't speak. He only shifted his eyes over to him. "I'm not stupid. None of us are. We're all aware of the danger that faces us, and if that weakling can't settle it, we're through." Red offered his hand, and Enki took it and was helped out of the sand.


"There should be no more rivalries from here on out. No more feuds. Not until this situation is dealt with."
Enki kept his glance away from Red, but was listening. "What about you possibly being my brother?" He asked in a low tone. "That, i'll have to inform you on later." He gave Enki a pat on the shoulder, and left him there.

Harley was more than pleased with the fact Marcus had given in and complied. She stayed fairly silent while he carried her to his room, letting her head rest against his chest, listening to his rhythmic heartbeat.

Before she knew it she was being nestled into his bed, the crisp and clean sheets cool and comforting to the touch. Paired with the gentle tapping of the rain on the window, it all seemed like the perfect recipe for her dizzy little mind to pass out - but things were never that easy for someone as restless as Harley.

One eye opened after the other, peering over at Marcus who had seated himself not too far from her. She attempted to roll over onto her side to say something to him, but managed to roll off the edge and plop on the floor. "Mmm... the floor issoo cold..." She hummed happily, legs still up on the bed.

In the moments that Volitaire and Eos were so close, Eos felt as though the only thing she could focus on was him. "I... uhm..." It seemed as though she wanted to ask him a question, or confess something of pressing importance, but the heat of the moment managed to fry her brain.

Before she knew it, Eos had missed her opportunity, finally taking hold of Voli's hand and pulling herself up off the floor. "I'm... quite alright." She giggled lightly, totally unconcerned with the ache in the back of her head. "I'll be more careful, promise." She spoke those words, but still seemed distracted. Like she was thinking about something else completely. "Voli..." She took his hand in hers, biting her lip in deliberation before speaking, "Follow me..." With a giggle, she let go of his hand and began walking ahead of him, and up the staircase, playfully stopping to look over her shoulder every few steps to assure he was following.

Kira was relieved that David hadn't been as injured as he'd looked. So, Silver's ability had to do with illusions. That was dangerous, but pretty cool. Complete mind fuck to an opponent. Dora reached David first, healing up any minor injuries from the fight. Oh, she can heal too. That was neat. One could never have Too many healers. Unless of course, everyone was one. She moved over to David and Dora, watching her hug him awkwardly, due to his position. "What happened?" she asked, tilting her head at David.

He was just about to nod off in the chair when he heard a 'THUD!' It was hard not to laugh, but he managed, watching as she rolled around a bit half-on, half-off the bed in euphoric dizziness. Arising from his chair, he walked over to the giddy girl and picked her up, this time placing her dead center atop the blankets, pulling the now wrinkled sheet back up to her chin. Marcus undid his dress shirt and draped it across her. It was made of thick, warm cotton material and was fairly heavy compared to a typical one. Of course, he wouldn't have done this had he not worn anything underneath, and was now in a tight black plain t-shirt. He undid the straps that procured his hidden blades to his wrists and set them on the table as he sat back down. Leaning forward, and watching Harley toss and turn a bit, still not fully used to the dizziness, he gave a soft smile and ran his hand across his damaged ear. The smile faded into a more solemn look, "Listen, I'm sorry for taking you away from New York. It was really stupid of me to just whisk you away like that, thinking you were a student, and bringing you to some foreign land where no one, but myself and few others, speak your language...I want to let you know though, I know how you must feel. I've been in your position before, after I was kicked out of teaching back where I'm from."

Cluelessly following Eos upp a flight up steps a number of outcomes flooded his mind. She could be leading him to a place where they can train uninterrupted, she could be leading him to see a sight, though highly unlikely with the rain pouring down outside. The "gutter" corner of his mind was starting to guide his thoughts into the realization that Eos maybe taking him to a more opportune spot to have her way with him. Blushing even harder than before he kept quiet until they made it to where he was being taken. He looked down and focused his sight towards his feet. Watching them move helplessly up the steps, as if he was being controlled by Eos. Everything inside him wanted to hold still and relax to gain some sort of composure. The higher they went the more his stomach tightened up. The image of her biting her lip was nailed into his brain, stuck there regardless the efforts he made to think of something else. The hand in his pocket was clenching, pulling at skin to see if a small pain could bring him back to reality. Alas, nothing was working. "I've spent time with Eos alone before why am I so timid now? She may not even do what I'm thinking. Voli, relax, Jesus.. Einso would probably be on the ground laughing at how helpless I am. I feel like Enzo... That's even worse!" Keeping to his thoughts and hiding under his fringe he waited for what was to come.

JD frowned. “Shoo? Do I look like a damn Pomeranian?” He questioned, but found himself questioning thin air as the teacher managed to grab the punk-rock girl and tote her away in his arms. “Good job buddy go get arrested for being a lecher to students.” JD grumbled under his breath after ramming his hands into his pockets and meandering down the hallway. Everyone was so preoccupied in their own worlds- even Silver and Eos- that there was almost no place for him anymore. So nevertheless he went back to where his room was supposed to be and curled into a bed that his suitcase was by.
“I have a girlfriend that spends more time with her childhood friend than me- which is a man.” He sighed. “Eos forgets I exist when Voltaire gets around.” It was then he threw an arm over his eyes. “And even the cute new punkrock girl would rather be carried off by our elder teacher. Have I really lost all my machismo? Should I even care since I’m with Silver? Gah- shut up brain. I should punish you with a pencil up my nose.”

Those fingers of his played with his pendant for a long while, and he felt a sort of dark heat radiating up his digits. Those eyes flicked down, and noticed how the feeling stopped once it reached his ring. Out of curiosity he took it off and went for the necklace again. Yet the warmth began to turn into a burning sensation that immediately stabbed him in the gut- JD wheezed and drew up. The ring slipped from his finger and rolled under the bed. Pressure felt like it was building up in his heart, and he fell out of the bed as his fingers were scrambling for the small ring. By that time blood was pouring from his lips, ears, nose and eyes; but it ceased once he grabbed his ring and slipped it on his finger.
“What the bloody hell was that?”

Little did JD know that the damage had already be done.

Meanwhile...inside the room of the ever elusive Jacen, he currently sat on his bed clutching his right arm. What the fuck is going on...out of action. Come back...and in pain for no rea- His train of thought was cut off as another jolt of pain shot through his arm. "AGGGH" He yelled out, caring little if anyone heard him or not.
His arm slowly glowed a faint blue similar to his amulet and began to form ice crystals starting at his fingers.
"stop...for the love of GOD. STOP."
Getting blown up, numerous fights, and a door to the face was light compared to this. Jacen passed out from the pain, and the room slowly became covered in a thin film of ice.

Harley watched, like a punished child being put back to bed - silently keeping her eyes on Marcus. Her heavy eyes watched as he revealed an impressive physique to her, something that wasn't entirely noticeable while cloaked in his work attire. Although comforted by the earthy scent that made it's way to her nose, she was shocked to see that he had been hiding blades on him this whole time. He didn't seem like the type to have it in him, but considering the kind of circumstances he seemed to get himself into - perhaps it made a lot more sense than she initially thought.

Listening to him, she was a bit surprised he actually felt the need to apologize. This whole time she had been taking a lot of it out on Enzo, as if it was his fault she was there - but really, did she want to be on the streets again? Wasn't it nice having a bed to go to at night? As he continued to speak, she sat up again - despite the fact he had put even more effort to tuck her in the second time. "You think you know how I feel?" It was a phrase she always reacted to with hostility, but the alcohol in her system had managed to numb it down. Her eyes focused tightly on his as she crawled her way out of bed once again, making her way slowly toward where he was in the chair, swaying lightly as she moved. And without hesitation she sat herself on his lap, both hands planted on each of his shoulders - those narrow eyes of hers cornering him until she drew her head closer to his, keeping inches away as she moved her glance down his neck. "You smell really nice..."

Eos had managed to get back to her room, stopping at the door to wait for Volitaire to make his way to her. Leaning her body back against the door, it felt much cooler than her skin which was burning up at the moment. She had still managed to remain silent, taking hold of his shirt with one hand, pulling him into another kiss - this time the kiss having an extra kick to it than it has ever had in the past. Voli was now close enough to feel her heart pounding against her chest like a humming bird, to hear the little breaths shaking at the edge of her lips.

Click.

The sound of the key being turned behind her could be heard as she opened the door without even looking, pulling him inside while not breaking from the kiss. Without hesitation, she leaned her body into his - letting his back hit the door this time, forcing the door closed. Except this time, the door would be locked behind them to keep others out, her hands quickly moving from the lock up his body and to the back of his neck, pressing all her passion into their kiss. She missed him so much, and didn't realize until just then how much she really needed him. Finally, her lips parted from his - only enough to catch her breath before whispering between them in a tone that sounded almost like begging, "Voli..."

Sasha, after receiving that cold response from Silver, had merely shrugged, the smirk on her face spreading all the more as she headed off to bed, undressing and slipping into pajamas, finally landing in the soft covers and slowly drifting off to sleep...

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Ines, on the other hand, had fallen asleep drunk on the table in the dining area. How unfortunate, as she seemed to be rather disheveled in terms of physical appearance. Poor thing, she'll be so embarrassed in the morning when she wakes up.

He was taken a back by her reaction to his statement, and became slightly irritated when she threw the sheets off herself and got out of bed again. What had really shocked him though was how she threw herself on top of him, putting his legs over his lap and pressing herself against his chest. The thing that bothered him the most about it was when she whispered to him "You smell really nice..." His hands waved aimlessly in the air trying to steady himself from falling from the chair, and also to find a place to rest without making the situation more awkward. "Harley...this isn't right. You're drunk, how about you go back to bed okay? Sleep this off? Tomorrow I'll get you some black coffee, maybe a little hair of dog? Get you fixed up, y'know? Alright?" The pitch of his voice had heightened a bit as he frantically tried to coax her back to bed. "Ugh, what have I gotten myself into? I hope no one walks in on this." Here he was, trying to have a heart-to-heart conversation with her to lighten the tension from the lecture earlier, and she was trying to straddle him.

The flashbacks Enzo have been experiencing had him work up a nightmare sweat early, and it wasn't long before he shot up off his bed. "Gaah!" He shouted. He was panting as if he ran a marathon, and there was a burning in his chest. It wasn't a desire, or a hate, but a literal burn. He clinched his chest, never experiencing something like this before. All the while his ring had been emitting conflicting colors like a rave house.

Then, he had remembered something important that Kenji had told him before they moved onto the base.

Spoiler

"The Minus Fire is the exact opposite of your sky flame. And without a soul, your sky flame is the only thing keeping you alive. Unfortunately, I've noticed that the two flames conflict with each other. It's slowly killing you, Enzo."

He sighed, feeling the burning grow slightly with his frustration. Am I going to die?.. He wondered. His negative thoughts turned into fuel for the fire, and it wouldn't take long before his body would either be possessed by his own demon, or his body evaporate. He couldn't let that happen, not until Darkness was stopped.

He took the time to notice his ring flaring wildly with colors. "That's odd." It probably had something to do with the emotional levels of his guardians. The rings worked like mood rings, he figured. Enzo stood up, and walked over to the window, through which he could see the violent waves crash against the rocky cliff side and bolts of electricity streak through the clouds, lighting up his dark room with each jolt.

"This will all end soon..."

Arc Completed.