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(does the fog reach the treetops??? Cause I'm going to take a guess it did.)

Dorinda saw the fog become thicker. "S***! What the hell is this?"
She felt the darkness encompass her and then felt a strange tugging coming from her chest. Then she fell down on her knees, spitting out a strange black...smoke?? What's going on.....
She stood back up, feeling strangely weaker than before. As she looked at the black smoke that came from within herself, she noticed it was taking shape. Hers.

Rix saw the darkness get around her, but before it enveloped her completely she heard Orphen. "Orphen?! Where are you?!"
Orphen's here!!! Yeah but we'll have to get out of this mess first. What the!!!
Rix looked around and saw lots of images pass her by, none of that she recognized before. Then it finally stopped to a dark room with a blue glow in it. "What is this place??"
No way....This is where I died....
"Say what?!?! What are we doing here?!?! We're at destiny islands...... The fog.. It must be doing this!!!"
I know the way out, just go up the stairs. "Okay." Rix started heading towards the stairs, then flet something grab her arm. "Wha-" She felt her self get hit across the face with a sharp snap. Falling across the room, she saw a person standing there. Oh no... It's him!!! But how?! I don't know.
Looking at her opponent wit her eyes, she was kinda pissed for being stopped but there was just something about him that made her feel like she was angry. "Zwel... You got a problem?"

Syric coughed and sputtered as the mist consumed him. He fell, hoping to hit sand, but instead was falling through darkness.
It felt as if a fire had been started in Syric's chest. The fire quickly spread through his body, and he was engulfed in the searing pain. He shut his eyes against the pain-

-and his fall was stopped with a loud crunch. It felt like concrete. His pain stopped abruptly. Everything was quiet.

Am I dead?

Syric's eyes shot open. He apparently wasn't.
He was lying in a well-furnished kitchen. The large warrior picked himself up, and glanced down at his clothes.
He was wearing gray sweat pants, a loose blue t-shirt, and black socks.
He wasn't wearing his gauntlets, coat, or anything from Destiny Isles. He wasn't even wearing his gloves, or the pink ribbon. Syric was engulfed by panic for a moment, and made for the door.
That's when his senses were awoken. The smell of freshly baked confections, the tranquil sounds drifting from the open window, and the comfortable silence of the house.
He crossed the spacious kitchen to the half-opened window and drew the curtain.
It was dawn. The sun was just rising, and the birds were chirping encouragement to the morning.
How long...? I need to get back to the Isles.
Syric concentrated on the palm trees, trying to send himself back....
But, nothing happened.
Syric sighed in frustration, and crossed back to the threshold. He slowly stepped onto the hardwood floor, the wood responded to the man's weight with a tiny creak. He was in a hallway. Glancing to the left, then to the right, Syric couldn't detect a readily accessible exit. He needed to find his gear.
The large man started off down the hallway, towards the left. Out in the hall, he could hear a grandfather clock from somewhere behind him.

Tick Tock Tick Tock Tick Tock

Syric jumped as he caught something out of the corner of his eye. He spun, fists up, ready to face whatever it was.
He nearly struck a framed mirror, in which his image was reflected.
The large blond warrior noted that his hair had changed. His blond locks had grown nearly two inches, and now rested on his shoulders. His skin was the same pale, but upon closer inspection Syric found something was missing.
"My scar.." He uttered, reaching up with his left hand to feel where his scar was supposed to be.
That's when he noticed a sliver glint. On his ring finger. A silver band, much like a wedding ring...
He tried to speak, but nothing came out. He was dumbfounded, and lacked any clue as to where he was.
Syric made his way down the hall, his muffled footsteps barely audible above the hollow knocking of the clock.

as vice fought valiantly against the remaining dragon, he finally triumphed and drove his blade through the creatures head, killing it as he growled angrily "the sad part is I can only kill them once" he says, yanking his sword out and placing it in his sheath, soon finding himself in the marketplace district of Radient Garden, but his height was slightly shorter, and his coat was gone, his hair was combed forward in spikes that pointed downward "wait, i remember this feeling" he thinks, looking at his mother waving her hands at him to get his attention "hurry up, Vicerale" his mother called out to him, a smile on her face "this is way too strange" he thinks, closing his eyes and collapsing to his knees "that b*****d is making me relive my happy days, he is toying with my mind" he says quietly, crying as he tries to remember zife and the others, and his promise he had made

as vice sat crying, his mother walked over to him and raised his head, smiling into his eyes "dear boy, what has happened? why are you crying?" she said gently, helping him stand and taking his hand "mother, please let me be, i must tend to something" he said calmly, shaking his hand gently out of his mothers and walking out of the marketplace and into a dark alleyway "Asmodeus! how dare you do this!" his mind screamed out as he pounded the wall with his fists till his knuckles were red "just kill me and get it over with, damn you" he said, tears once again rolling down his cheeks as he found himself in the flower field again, but this time, no light shined down upon him, staring up at his memories flashing before his face "You may fool the others with these desires of happiness, but i choose to shun these false images!" he yells, drawing his swords and panting angrily "I choose to live on in sadness and misery, instead of living in happiness, I choose to walk through the dark and cut down any who try to take my power from me!" he yells, tilting his head back and growling as his chest began to glow, shattering the darkness around him "you will not take my light, or my power from me!"

orphen watched his younger self and his rival's younger self duel in what seemed a battle to the death. It was intense.

"Wow...did I really fight like that back then? I can hardly remember...hey!" He saw what appeared to be younger versions of his old friends, all cheering Young Orphen on.



Interesting, isn't it? Zwel walked up and stood beside him, also watching the battle. "Just look at us, orphen. So young and naive back then. Still gaining control of our powers...and both the top in our respective clans."


"Yeah. Who would have thought that this day would have been the day that would change our lives forever, eh, Zwel?"


"You don;t seemed suprised at the fact that I just happen to be standing right beside you. You;'ve changed, orphen.

"it's not exactly mind-boggling...I know what this place is. I kind of figured that the darkness that surrounded me would ahve given your heart the extra boost it needed to break from my control."

"You;re smarter than you look, orphen. I'm suprised you actually figured it out so quickly."
"You seemed to have changed as well...what happened to the lustful, googly-eyed Zwel I last saw?"



Zwel continued to stare at the fight, not even glancing at Orphen. "Maybve it was some of your heart that rubbed off on mine. Besides, right now it seems kinda pointless to be lusting after anything, now isn't it?" He laughed. "You know this fight was supposed to be mine, right?"

"He...maybe it was, maybe it wasn't." orphen shot back, his gaze not breaking from the battle. "I do recall that not being the case, however. Just look."

Just then, Young Oprhen was being raised up on the shoulders of his friends, a fallen Young Zwel laying on the ground."

"Oh the memories...it seems like we are baout to have a case of deja'vu here, arewn't we?"

"not quite, Orphen, my boy. you see, you stated correctly that it was the darkness that enabled my heart to break free from your control. it's also why I have this body you see standing before you." Zwel started to walk away from Orphen.


"Shall we begin?"





*At Rix's cloud"



"Yeah, I kinda do, baby-cakes." Zwel licked his lips in eager anticipation. "You seeme to have the hots for that Orphen fellow. that tells me you ain't a very smart girl, like I thought you were before." He started laughing. "if you actually had grey matter in that head of yours, you would know true power when you saw it."

Ryo stood in his spot as if the Darkness was nothing to him.All around him it was dark.His eyes were closed as all of this happened.He opened his eyes.He stood in a garden.Hies parents were alive and well smiling at him.He too,smiled."Father!Mother!Its you I can't believe you're alive."He began running towards him,and in an instant they were gone.Cut down by the same man the had lived in his own body before.His shook as he saw their bodies fall to the ground.Kai was heard laughing.He fell to his knees.Tears began to gush from his eyes."Nooooo!!!Father!Mother!Not again."Everything began to grow dark again.Ryo fell back his eyes closed.

"Ryo."A soft voice said as it shook his body."Ryo,come on dear boy."The man said as he shook his head."This is not the time for sleep."The man said as he began to shake Ryo's body more.

Ryo blinked his eyes as he woke up.He was laying in the same garden as before,but it was cut off from reality all around the garden it was white.Ryo sat up as he looked at the man before him."Old man?How?'He said as he stood up.Ryo just stared at the man.In his mind he couldn't understand.Is any of this true?How?It can't be.I saw them all die.Even him,my parents,everyone I've ever cared about.Ryo shook his head.No it can't be true.

Dorinda watched her darkness finish taking form as another her. "This is too weird... Is that..... really the darkness inside of me??"
The darkself just looked at her and drawn out a dark version color of Sin, the katana Dorinda recieved from Prinz. "Ooookay....."
Then her darkness sped to Dorinda, causing her to barely dodge in time. "I guess it does mean this...."
Bringing out Sin, Dorinda engulfed it in fire, but for some reason it felt heavy to her. "What the... What's going on why does it seem so heavy??"
Using her strength just to lift the sword, she was able to parry another attack from the darkself. It was all she could do to keep herself from getting harmed. This isn't how it's suppose to be! I'm stronger than this! Why is Sin heavy?!?!

Rix stared at Zwel trying to understand what he was talking about. Zwel never met her before, just Dorinda. With that realization, she cracked up laughing at Zwel. "I think you're mistaking me for Dorinda. My twin. And another thing, I don't think Dorinda likes Orphen, at least the way you're thinking."
Rix got up and stood straight up, looking Zwel in the face, and then without noticing it, she was in a slight form of a fighting stance as well, just in case Zwel will start a fight. Past memories of Dorinda and Rix flooded through her of how Zwel fought. But a thought cross her mind. If he did meant me.... Do I really, am I capable of, liking someone. Or is it just Pyra's feelings that I am feeling for Orphen. It could be both... I know I will never change how I feel about him. But I'm a nobody... Never stopped you from becoming friends with the others didn't it? .......