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I think it is too early for this. I'm still too shaken up after mom... No, I wrench my thoughts away from what I had seen. My eyes scan the street in front of me as I look for any movement in the shadows that doesn't belong there and I don't see anything out of place. I wouldn't have come out here tonight myself, it had taken prodding, a lot of prodding before I finally gave in mostly to get Emily to cut me some slack about it. But maybe there is something to what she said. The cold air is refreshing and if I do find some criminals or Dark Possessed to stop it probably will feel good to get to blow off some steam. 

I'm lost in my own thoughts of distractions and walls made in my own mind, trying to think about anything other than what happened to mom. Okay anything other than what happened to mom or those dreams that have started up again. So lost in thought that when the front door of the one of the houses I'm passing by opens I don't notice it until I hear footsteps coming towards me fast. 

I whirl, my hands lifting both of my blades up into ready positions instinctively. The golden blade gleams in the light of the street lamps but does not glow now and the jagged black blade glints briefly. As I take a ready position I see my attacker through slits in my mask and suddenly feel foolish for how jumpy I was being. Before me stands a four year old girl who is sobbing and heading towards me. My blades return to their holders as I drop down to a knee and pull my mask up to show my face. "It's okay little one." I say and smile comfortingly as I let the panicked girl wrap her arms around me.

"What's wrong?" Already alarm bells are going off in my head, a little one like this shouldn't have been able to get out of her house to run and hug a stranger. 

But the little one is too distraught to answer. I mutter a curse under my breath and hope nothing too horrible is happening while my hands instinctively move and I speak words I can barely understand before releasing the child. A golden bubble of light surrounds her and I turn towards the house, drawing my blades again and noticing that now the golden one glows once more. "Stay there, I'll be right back." I say in an attempt to comfort her and run into the house. 

A hand of shadows reaches out from the darkness at the doorway and I slip under it, slashing a luminous blade clean through the spectral limb. The Dark are here. The voice in my mind that is like me but says things I don't know how I know speaks assertively and my lips form another series of words. "Aldras vo narel" A wave of golden light washes out and banishes most of the shadows but not all and my eyes widen. The words had banished all the shadows I had seen in my dreams and driven back the Dark I had fought already.

I see shadowy chains coiling along the walls of the room and I drop to the floor just before they shoot across the room to try and snare me. I raise both blades at once, slicing through the links of the chains to make several of them fall limp. Then I vault over the couch before the next set can hit me, hearing the thuds as they strike it and the frame groans. Another series of words fills my mind and I yell them out in a bit of panic as I start to hear faint and very female laughter coming from the shadows. "Aldras nex volis" A blade of light sweeps a circle around the room, cutting off the chains at their roots and burning away the supernatural dark within the shadows. I suddenly feel drained though and I still hear the laughter as I climb to my feet.

I see the woman across the room and I think she has just descended the stairs. In the light of my blades I think she must be the little girl's mother, but something is very wrong. Her eyes are pools of darkness and the shadows trail from her, ethereal chains twisting and turning around her body. I feel a rush of recognition. I know who, no, what this is. A very long word that never ends plays in my mind before a shorter form fills my mouth. "Krysenna. Release the girl's mother." 

"I don't think so." The woman, no, the force possessing the woman retorted, a grotesque grin stretching across her face. "You are all alone now young Adeline. The others of your order are dust, those who have not joined us. As soon you shall." And I see her throw back her head and laugh with that strange echoing laughter the other dark possessed had had as well.

Instinct tells me what to do and I barely am aware as I shout the same words again "Aldras nex volis" and the blade of light whips around the woman, slashing through the gathering chains of shadow as I dive forward with my golden blade outstretched. I see her stagger back and the darkness starts to reform but I can be faster, I can strike her down before... I give a strangled cry and with difficulty move my arm, the blade missing by just a fraction. I cannot kill her, as my instincts scream. I will not take this girl's mother like mine was just taken. Still I crash into her and both the dark possessed and I go sprawling.

She is lost! My mind screams at me and I shudder. The Lords cannot be removed. My mind insists as I try to resist the impulse to just stab with the golden blade. Then the choice is taken from me and I find myself thrown against the wall. Darkness swims before my eyes as I see the shadowy chains that struck me wrap around furniture to haul the woman back to her feet. 

"Your humanity is ever your weakness. We are beyond you foolish girl." The woman began to monologue as she walked towards me. I would laugh from the cliche if I wasn't gasping for breath and in danger. "I will enjoy breaking you..." Suddenly it clicked, a scrap of lore appearing that felt even older than the voice that spoke to me most of the time. The name is her.. it was only a fragment and it might not work but it was worth a second's hope at least. I interrupt the monologue, reciting the syllables that popped into my head with the name and I see a scowl form, then a pained expression, then the chains lash out towards me again but I manage to raise my blades and cut through them.

I continue to chant and it seems to be working as she staggers back, the chains falling away into normal shadows as she does. Then finally after what seems an eternity and I am running out of syllables to say a cloud of darkness far more thick and vast than any I had seen before pours out of her mouth and streams towards me. This I do know how to deal with though and I shout the words I have come to know. "Aldras vo narel" The golden light sweeps the darkness away and the woman collapses.

I climb to my feet and rush over to her. I press the blade to her but she does not scream and it does not smoke and I know I succeeded. I suddenly feel completely drained but I help the woman to her feet and lead her out of the house to where her daughter is, the golden globe having just faded away. I watch and then am brought into their embrace and I feel happy for a moment. I had made a difference here and Emily was right. It did feel good.