NOTE:If you have not finished the game and don't want anything from it to be ruined..I would suggest you wait to read this, the very first part is a HUGE spoiler.

Now the idea's I have for this, I am very proud of, and this first chapter, is nothing. :)

I own nothing in this story, not the characters, the place, anything, only my creativity.

Hope you enjoy! Please R&R! oh and no I have not forgotten about my other story.

The queen dove to her mentor's side while trying to hold back tears, "I-I'm sorry!"
Walter coughed and then proceeded to groan, "You took away the darkness. It's been inside of me all this time, but it's light now. I don't think I can fight any more.

Shaking her head letting some tears escape her eyes, "It's all over Walter. We won, we beat it, together!"

Coughing again the man looked into the eyes of the woman who was holding him as his body began to shut down, "Do you remember the stories I'd tell you when you were a child? There was a great king once, the mightiest of them all. Remember what you would say?"

She nodded, "Teach me..to be a hero!"

Smiling despite his sudden coughing fit Walter responded, "You've done me proud, you've always done me proud."

"Walter!"

Then he let go, his body could no longer fight the pain he was in.

EmmaParmer, the queen of Albion woke very suddenly, to see a very concerned Elliot Moor's face staring at her, "Emma, are you alright. Did you have the dream about Walter again?" The young man gently took the hair from her sweating face, "You were screaming."

Sitting up Emma shook her head, "Yes, every single night! Why can't I shake the memory from my head, it haunts me day and night!"

Elliot stroked his girlfriends back, "It's going to be alright, you've just got a bunch of things on your mind right now, and it's hard for you to sort through. I know how hard everything has been on you, its all going to work out.

True, Elliot was trying to help, she could understand that, but he didn't understand all that she was going through she had lost someone whom to her felt like her father and felt like it was her fault.

"I should have fought off the crawler quicker back in Aurora, then maybe Walter could still be here, but it was to powerful. " Before he could speak to try and tell her why it wasn't her fault Emma held up a hand, "Elliot, you don't understand, it even had power over me, it made me feel weak, helpless, we were lucky to be alive then. It wouldn't have found his weakest spot in order to posses him if I had moved quicker."

"Emma! Stop that, it wasn't your fault! It was no one's fault! No one in your army could have prevented that from happening. No one could have known."

Standing up, the queen quickly found her slippers and sighed, "I know Elliot, this whole situation is complicated, things weren't supposed to be like this at all. I'm going to go clear my mind for a while. I will see you at breakfast dear."

Emma was much tougher then this mentally, physically, and emotionally, being on the road, fighting for justice in Albion taught her how to be just that. Ever since the darkness had possessed her mentor and very dear friend however, thing's affected her much differently. She still felt the evil's power over her, sure the kingdom and all of its cities were saved, but it still felt as if everything was dark and grey.

Shaking her head the young woman breathed a sigh of relief as the brisk Albion air hit her face, it was very refreshing after sweating like she had from the nightmare.

Sitting on a stone bench near the statue of Walter her mind began to wander until it rested on how all this began with Theresa, Sabine, Boulder, Major Swift and his group of soldier's, Page, and Kalin all of them helping her and Walter revolt against her very own brother.

Sabine and Boulder always had a way of making her smile somehow, perhaps it was the way Boulder and her dog got along so well, that had to be it.

Major Swift had welcomed her with open arms when they reached his camp, as did most of his crew like Jammy and Ben Finn.

Ben Finn, that was a name she hadn't thought of since the day he had left to go explore Albion, Emma had wished him well and then they had gone there separate ways though sometimes she caught herself wishing she had put more heart into her farewell. Not that any of this had mattered at all he was and always would be her friend in the end.

Then there was Page whose courage and determination to help Bowerstone Industrial was always something of an inspiration to the young woman. She would never forget the way her friend stood up to Reaver all the time.

Lastly was Kalin, a sweet woman who did nothing but care for others, which helped save Emma's life and spare Walters for a little while longer.

"Taking a nap in the sun? Typical royalty."

Where that memory had come from, Emma couldn't understand but hearing a bell coming from the kitchen didn't give her much time to think about it, she had promised Elliot breakfast and now it was time to go and eat it.