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While Miles was incased that night his body closed up, and his heart seemed droment. It was some time in the morning, when Miles felt as if he was sufficating. His human side was returning, and the ice seemed to slowly sweat. He felt his blood seemed to warm. He then felt the scaring on his skin slowly heal, but the scars on his back wouldn't because of the HighwindDragoon blade. His heart still wasn't beating, and he tried to move. The ice around his eyes was the only thing that was slightly hallowed so he could barely twitch his eyes. He was so cold that it wasn't very calming, but he wasn't "dead" anymore. He closed his eyes, and knew there was something that needed healing, but what was it. He felt the wound on his heart closeing up. The feeling was disturbing, and when it was done sealing he didn't even want to open his eyes knowing that a lot of blood probably leaked out to close up the way it did, but his body was use it it. His mind on the other hand couldn't seem to calm down.

The ice is too thick to see out of. Did I kill that guy? What did I do to him? My head is all foggy, and I don't even know if I'll be safe when I wake up....When I wake up? I'm sort of awake right now...Am I done healing? Miles thought to himself.

He couldn't breath, but that ment he wasn't human quite yet. He wondered why, and then knew. His mind refused to wake if Sarah wasn't there when he'd wake up. This was why his heart refused to beat at this point, his human will refused to live on if Sarah was not around.

But that can't be...My HighwindDragoon side should break out himself, I shouldn't be thinking like a human...This doesn't make any sense. He thought.

It didn't matter, he laid there waiting, tuneing everything out except for the voice he wished to hear, his eyes sealed shut.

As Miles lay there still as stone, he heard something. The ice had amplified what he was hearing, and he heard praying. The HighwindDragoon couldn't ignore something like this. Miles heard the dripping the ice, and then cracking. He still wasn't moveing, until his heart began to beat. The ice seemed to shatter without even grazeing him, and his body spasmed at each beat his heart forced. His eyes went wide open, and he sat up straight so quickly that if you blinked you missed his ever movement. His neck seemed to tense up as he stood up. He turned to see Sarah. His eyes one orange the other whiteish blue hardly visible except for the black pupa slits. He darted at Sarah, and knew now she couldn't move to a diffrent loaction. Not a smile on his face. Just cold eyes. Upon looking into her eyes the HighwindDragoon frooze in it's place. His eyes becomeing more human, then Miles bowed his head. He slowly glanced at Sarah, and embrassed her.

"Sorry, it thought...It thought I'd wake up by a killer." He whispered.

He let go rather quickly, and as he walked he staggered a bit. Then sat down on the bed. There was a loud cracking sound as Miles hit the floor with a cry of pain. He began winceing. He slowly stood up. His bones where partly still reconacting, but he was apparently fine now.

"Well that wasn't the best feeling in the world." He murmered.

He looked at the three.

"What are you three gwaking at?" He laughed.

He knew for a fact it must be unusual to see a dead person come back to life like that.
Miles staggered as he walked. He growled.

"Forgive me, my human body is probbably still in shock at what it just did. It's normal for it to act this way. I'm fine now. Thanks to you three." He smiled at all three, but had his eyes on Sarah.

Miles rubbed his head for a second.

"What happened...To the gaurd?" He asked. "Did I kill someone?" He asked. "I know he was a HighwindDragoon but...I know I can die and be okay once, but is he really gone?" Miles asked.

His eyes where fluctuating red and then back to normal.

"Please make it quick before the Highwind decides it best to attack and take blood from another person." He said holding his head as he sat up. "That could have been the other reason why I almost attacked Sarah." Miles groaned. "I will not take another life ever again." He whispered under his breath.

Miles froze when Sarah did this for a second, but felt slightly bloodthirsty at the same time. He had to find a way to calm down, or shut out the other part of himself. He looked at Sherri for a moment. He wanted to fight it but wasn't sure if he could, this only happened one other time.

"I don't think I know now yet." He whispered teeth chenched as if to gnaw at something.

He bent his head down and his body began shakeing. He could feel another pulseing heart inside his own, and thoughts of killing people where in his mind. Miles hands went to his head grabbing at his own hair. Then everything went white. Miles saw himself in a white area. He looked around, and knew now that he wasn't controling himself anymore.
The highwind withen Miles now showed itself. One orange eye one purple eye. both glaring at Sherri, a sinister smile on its face. It was Miles, and yet at the same time it wasn't. At that moment he lunged at Sherri as if attempting to kill her then stoped.

"You lack innocecens." It hissed.

He turned to the door, then stopped. the highwind felt preasure on his back. Miles's voice came out from it.

"Is that how you get your thrills? Killing a mother, a child, a baby, someone I might even charish? That's all it is isn't it. Some lame attempt to get ride of my "flaw" isn't it! If the people I protect are dead then I have nothing to risk, that's all it is. Well guess what this is my body now get out of it!" Miles shouted.

Miless fell to his knees. Body shakeing.

"You aren't what I want to be. I'll never be like them. Never." He whispered head bent down.

Miles got up, staggered, then backwards.

"I deserve a cage." Miles whispered. "Do something before it fights me." He told Sherri without looking at her.

At any moment he knew he would lunge himself at her, and did everything in his power to stop it, this wasn't what he wanted to become, and would use all his will power to do it.

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Miles fell, his eyes still open as if trying to fight it, but it was no use. He's eyes slowly closed.

When I wake up...Well I be the same? He asked himself. She took out my body as if it where nothing.

His blood pulsed quickly through his vains carrying the drug in his body. His system was trying to clean itself and get rid of it. He had to think of something to calm down. The beutifull princess came to his mind, and he felt his chest lower. His breathing became normal, and hes eyes where shut. He was asleep, and no longer fighting, he would have been out cold either way, but now he was insured the fact that he wouldn't wake up as crazed for blood of an innocent person like before.



"Miles...You are useless to me. Why do you persist on liveing?"
What who is this?" Miles asked to voice in his head.
"Come find me if you want to know. I'm in the kings dungeon right now. Do come to me if you don't want to kill anymore." The voice said sweetly.

With that Miles out cold once more. The first thing that would come out of his mouth would be "Where is Sarah? What did I do? Did I hurt her? Did I hurt anyone?"

Miles lay still his memories returning. He body shook slightly.

"I'm myself...Forgive me for the trouble."His gaze looked away from her. "There is a man in the dungeon...Who is he?" Miles asked.

"Right...I'm fine, besides my body will start to think that the IV is possibly hurting me and freeze it anyway. I'm surpized it hasn't already." He explained resting his head. "I feel drained for some reason, but yet it feels like something has lifted off my shoulders." Miles thought for a moment.

He really wanted to go check out the doungon, but knew it was best to stay with Sherri for the time being. As he rested his head his eyes felt heavy and they slowly closed, and for the first time Miles felt at peace with the world and himself.

The man in the dungeion sat there with his arms crossed. He was in the shadows and barely noticeable. His eyes seemed to glow orange as he sat there Indian style.

"Come to me my puppet." He whispered with a sinister smile.

Miles eyes went wide open, and he sat up straight. The IV tearing at his skin, he wasn't expecting that and let out a short cry of pain, and let himself fall back to the pillow wincing. His eyes searched the room.

"I have to leave." He whispered. "He's like me, I have to see him, he can tell me what happened. I have to go." Miles's voice grew louder with every word. "PLEASE I HAVE TO GO!" He screamed.

When Miles was pushed back his eyes glowed, and he nearlly growled at her.

"You don't get it, I have to go now." He tried to tell her.

There was a loud ringing in his ears, that made his body start to spass a bit. Miles let out a cry of pain dispite how nothing seemed out of order.

"Stop that stupid ringing I'm comming I'm comming!" He screamed out. "There is another one like me he needs me, and his call is driving me insain! Just let me go!" Miles cried out.

His eyes where shut tight, as his body began siezing.

"Don't worry about my body, it's fine, this is how it reacts to a beseaching call from another like me!" Miles cried out in pain. "They are doing something to him." He screamed in more pain once more.

A what seemed an eternity in Miles's mine his body stopped seizing uncontrolably, and he was shaking from it. He began to wonder if the one who tried to call him had died, but he didn't feel sarrowful like he was suppose to, which ment he was either incased, or left alone to abuse later. Miles gasped for air. His eyes flaring red and blue. Finally his muscles relaxed.

"If I can't go I need to know who this person is. I don't care if there are numerous people in there I have to find him." Miles tried to explain but couldn't figure out how to.