Seraph was silent as he sat in the dimly lit tower that Ambrose called his home, the tower was large, much larger then the outside appeared thanks to the enchantments. All around the tower was filled with ancient looking bookshelves adorned with large dusty books. Near by Gamma Ambroses owl and friend was resting on her perch silently her head pressed under her wings. In the center of the room a huge floating display of the spiral was slowing revolving, most of the planets if not all of them were quite familiar to Seraph as he had the honor of visiting them all. However he was drawn from his liking for the Headmasters tower by the words that had just been spoken to him. Looking across the large antique dark wood desk at Ambrose Seraph spoke in his usual lightly accented but deep voice.

“So if I have grasped this situation correctly Headmaster, darkness is once again upon us... however its are not going for Wizard City but to Earth to apprehend this girl?”

“That is correct Seraph, the Prophecy was given to me by Madame Muu herself, the Emperor of Mooshu has felt a chill for days now, one in which he is unable to figure out. We have been working for days not trying to make sense of this Prophecy, and through a twist of fate we were able to discern two people. The first one “a torn hero”, we figured that out right away and that is you Seraph.”

Seraph crossed his arms as he listened, it was funny how from just the phrase they were assuming he was the one in question. However he had to put that aside for now, he didn't like the insinuation all that much, but he respected the Headmaster and his wisdom, so he merely said nothing and kept listening.

“The second “one who is yet to know the truth”, this was the harder part to figure out. However late this morning I received a vision. In this vision I saw a young woman who lives on earth, behind her I saw nothing but chilling darkness, she was running from it. I am almost certain that this girl is the one spoken of in the prophecy. We do not know yet whom of which is after this young girl, but we are positive if we don't step in, they will find her and take her and for what we do not know.”

Seraph sat back in his chair silently as he let the Headmasters words go over in his mind, he was silent for a time as he thought about the current situation and he knew even if Ambrose had not said it, what he was going to be asked to do. The signs all pointed to it, and he did not like the idea of it being himself to do it.

“I know what your going to ask me Professor, I told you only few years ago that I would never return to that planet. The world holds nothing for me anymore, and that I would never again force myself to lay eye's on it, any part of it.”

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“Unfortunately Seraph it must be you to go to Earth. The prophecy has named you as part of this fate that is now going to befall the spiral. I know of what has happened to you on your home planet, and I know why you choose to never again return, but you know as well as I that we can not fight the destinies that are our own.”

Seraph stood up uncrossing his arms, the anger was evident in his eye's, the word destiny was a word that he had long wanted to erase from his memories. It was a word that had nearly taken his life so many times, even if he had not known back when was a kid.

“I respect you headmaster, you are my teacher, my mentor, and my friend. But with all due respect, I have lost my respect for destiny and what it entails. Destiny destroyed my life headmaster and sent me to a place that I know I can never escape... memories I can not forget. I know that if I had, had the chance to change my destiny all those years ago, and decided not to go with you to this magical world, that the spiral and earth as well would have been taken by the darkness and turned into something even I do not want to think about. But I am not a hero anymore Headmaster, I left that title behind long ago when... when that incident happened. I just want to live the days I have left to me in peace, not full of hurt and despair, and this destiny, this prophecy will only lead me to pain, I already know that.”

Ambrose silently got up from his chair as he walked around the table and came up to Seraph, putting his up on his shoulder he looked him in the eye's with that knowing older yet wisdom gaze of his.

“I know Seraph, I know the pain you feel and I know what you live with everyday. Guilt is a terrible burden, one we all must carry with us. I know that my being sorry for what you went through back then will never be enough to wipe away the pain. But Seraph you have to let go of that pain, let go of the memories that plague you night and day. I am not saying to forget the past or the life you lead, but to forgive yourself. We have all made mistakes, and what makes us different from the evil in this world, is that we torture ourselves over those mistakes, we feel sorrow, that what makes you a good man not the bad man you tell yourself you are.”

Seraph slowly moved away letting Ambrose's hand leave his shoulder as he slowly turned away from the headmaster and walked to the door of the tower. Reaching out his hand he put it on the knob before slowly turning his head and speaking lowly. 

“I know you mean well by me Headmaster and I am thankful to you for watching over me through these years... but I can not forgive myself for what I did. For what I did, I deserve to suffer in those memories until a day comes when I am so long gone that those memories start to fade away. No one blames me for what I did, but this does not erase the wrong in my eye's. I am torn Headmaster, torn between the life I live and a past I can't deny...”

Seraph turned his head away as he left out of the headmasters tower.

[b]HOURS PAST...[/b]

Seraph sat silently on the warm sand on his personal home, he watched the ocean silently as the waves crashed on the beach. The sky was a dark blue, the first hints of stars were seen in the night sky, it was almost like his past were the waves that hit the beach, each one coming closer and then receding back, there but not close enough. Very much like he felt his life was, somewhere in between his past and his present, never close enough to either one to make a difference.

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The thought raced through Seraphs head like most memories, a line that he believed in back then, his will to never give up, to save his friends and his allies. It was that same determination that had lead him down a road of evil, it was the loss that has broken him, dragged him down to the dirt, it was his loss that drove him down the wrong road. He was always too far ahead being a hero to realize that he had never accepted that he could lose. An when it did happen that was when it all started to break, where the first tear occurred, where the pain began.

Seraph looked up at the sky silently as he could see a moon in the distance. When he heard the feet crunching on the sand he turned his head to see Ambrose walking in the distance. He knew already seeming no one else could enter to his private house besides him and the man who could go where he pleased. Ambrose slowly walked up as he came to stand beside Seraph, looking out over the vast ocean of blue he just seemed to stand there for awhile and admire the view. When he eventually spoke Seraph just looked up and listened silently.

“I thought you would be here, it seems to be where you go when your memories are most strong. I remember when you first bought this place, you used to spend hours here, we barely used to see you around Wizard City anymore. None of us blamed you, we understood that you needed time alone, it was a long couple of years for you Seraph I know this. I didn't come here to try and convince you to go Seraph I came here to tell you I am sorry, maybe I didn't realize just how much the past still affected you. I always saw you with the kids, smiling and teaching and tricked myself into believing that you had found peace.”

Ambrose silently lowered himself to the sand as he sat down, a pillow appearing out of thin air as he looked back out at the sea crashing on the beach. They sat there for another period of time without words spoken by either one of them. It was Seraph who broke the silence this time.

“I love teaching Headmaster, it is one thing out of it all that has brought me peace if only for a little bit everyday. To see the smiling faces of the kids, it almost makes me feel as if this world is not as bleak as it has become for me. It brings me comfort to know that I will be strengthening the future witches and wizards of Wizard City, so that they one day can find their way in life such as I did. A life that is free of pain, but full of happiness, the life I want but can't find.”

Seraph sighed as he turned his head to look at Ambrose, he caught the older mans cheerful yet understanding eyes as he continued to speak.

“After thinking I realize that I must go to Earth, it is why I have been here for so long today, trying to erase the doubt in my head. If I were to turn my back on this, an innocent young woman would be left to an unknown fate, and even in my pain I can not turn my back on that. Even though my head tells me to stay, in my heart I know that I would feel more pain letting this young woman suffer whatever fate this new darkness has in store. An that maybe its time that I start facing my own demons instead of always running from them.”

Ambrose slowly nodded his head as he reached out his hand and clasped it firmly on Seraphs shoulder and spoke one last time.

“Your a good man Seraph, and if this does not convince you then you must seek what does. We all have a destiny, however the means in which we get to it are our own. We can not escape what has already been set, but we can decide the path we take to achieve it. That is our freedom Seraph, and I know you will find yours.”

Seraph blinked his eye's and then Ambrose was just gone from his side, slowly turning his head back towards the open sea Seraph continued to watch the waves. Maybe it was time face his past, and find the happiness he had long sought out in the open sea.