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Kyfen's inner eye flashed the torture in front of him. It wasn't the sort of thing that belonged in an 18+ movie, let alone a 12 year old's head. Kyfen finally collapsed onto the floor, trying to block it out.
It'sokit'llneverhappenagain
His eyes were screwed shut, but he could feel light pressing down on his lids. Prising his eyelashes apart, Kyfen opened his eyes to see himself surrounded by light. He was vaguely aware that he was still screaming, the horror of everything still rushing through his body, but he felt a little more distant, a little more... not there. Feathers slowly floated about his, brushing gently across his face and body.
"Do you remember?"
Remember what?
Kyfen tried to swallow his screams. It didn't work, and just turned into a kind of sobbing sound. He could remember the torture, if that's what this voice meant.
"I don't mean that. I mean before all of those things happened. You were happy, right? You are Kyfen, right?"
Before?
Now that he thought about it, he could remember. There's been Yata, Matt and his girlfriend, Cyrea, Lynn, everyone. They were all full of so much pain, yet they'd accepted him. Even when he'd couldn't remember who he was, they were patient, and kind to him. Even with the raw scars within there hearts, they opened their souls and let him in. Cyrea had even gave him a pet, wherever he was right now.
I remember. I am Kyfen, and I'm immortal. I was born an orphan, but now I'm something else. I remember.
The scream died in his throat, causing him to choke a little. He remembered who he was. Sure, he didn't feel quite the same, but it was close enough. It seems like he'd grown a lot in the past few days.
"Good. You're better."
"Better?" Croaked Kyfen.
"You set yourself a mission, no?"
Kyfen blinked, but it made no difference to the light and feathers he was seeng. A mission?
I wanted to help them, all of these strange immortal people. I have never seen others hurt so much. Everyone has ther own pains, and they carry them like a cross. I wanted to release them from that.
"Good, good. Of all people, you, a newcomer, has the highest potential to do that. It will take a miracle, but soon you'll find that those are to be your speciality."
Kyfen blinked. "Huh?"
About him, the light and feathers faded, and he flopped to the floor, just in time to see Matt disappear. No-one else was looking at him, so he assumed they couldn't hear the voice.
"Matt!" He cried. What had happened whilst he'd been out?

((donno))

i clenched my fists harder as i forced my self to bring a dagger to her throught, and cut it letting out the blood and her soul. i opeand my eyes and gazed upon ixpax, then said, "So from undeath to life, the fallen one returns." i slowly stood up and looked at kyfen then said, I don't know....."

i walked away from the group and chanted a few words, turning around i said, "Well as long as hades walks, i shall hunt him. kyfen, stay away from the pale one." slowly blood red armor formed around my body encasing it. a helmet, dropped on-top sealing my face to all. then finally, i drew out my weppon of choice, a long sword. takeing my gloved hand i wrote on it's blade, 'As long as darkness of hate walks shall so i. a serveant to the light and dark, to bring balance to the world.' sheaving it my armor swiled froming a white and black desgin. turning around i walked away, then dropped down to earth.

[[-sighs- Tripple back stabber Elen. I'm secretly faking that I'm with you, faking that I'm with your dad when in all reality I have no need to pretend to be with you. It's all an act to convicne your father that I'm on his side when really, I'm on yours.]]

((Ooh, plot twists galore! I'll guess I'll have to keep my little suprise in store for later wink ))

Kyfen sighed, and sat down. This place, featureless and black as burnt meat, was pretty dull. It wasn't as if there were swings, slides or huge games consoles to entertain oneself with; rather the entire landscape was... blank, and black. Matt would like it, he was sure.
To pass the time, Kyfen thought back to what had just happened. He remembered everything now- that was a definate fact. In truth, it was...
"A miricle." Kyfen said out loud, and laughed a little. Whatever it was, it didn't matter. What did matter was that everyone was ok.
After all, he thought, I have a mission to fufill.

((But, you must wait! When we find Father, I wanna show you guys what it looks like when Cyrea gets pissed, to show people why they should fear her. ^^))

Cyrea shrugged. "Let's go, Ixpath." She drew her robe over her face and was gone.

To hide among the crowd, Cyrea's illusion had changed to something more...average. Less noticeable. A girl, around the age of 13, with brown hair and brown eyes and wearing a worn blue dress, slipped out of the alleyway. She was short and thin, around the height of a 9 or 10 year old, but definetly older, for the way puberty was working out for her.

This was another one of Cyrea's favorite guises. She could also do an old woman, a young woman, midlife crisis, raving psychotic, and a very young girl. Well, she could do others, but those were the ones that worked out best for her. Sorry, my train of thought was a runaway.

Anyway, Cyrea crept up behind Yata and began looting his pockets like a street urchin. This was her way of getting his attention when she was visible. Naturally, he'd see her, and if not, well, she got a wallet out of it. "Looks like you found him," She mumbled under her breath. "He'll be on top of a building when he makes the announcement that he's going to take over their world. Really loudly. He likes all that attention."

"Gguh...hey, gerrof!" Cyrea scratched at his hands, her fingernails growing to talons to pry his fingers off her neck. She dropped the the ground and shrank in age a little. The same guise, only 8 or 9 now with no puberty in sight. She stared at Yata in an annoyed fashion, then kicked him in the shin. It was so very 9 years old, because when Cyrea took on an illusion, she took on that state of mind.