Prologue
Becka turned in her sleep. She couldn't ignore the feeling something wasn't right. It lingered think in the air; a silent warning of what was to come. She could hardly hear her name being shouted, could hardly feel herself being shaken awake. But she did. Still, she was a deep sleeper, so it was very faint…
"Becka-chan! Hakari-san! Wake up!" yelled her faithful darker half, shaking her vigorously. She regretfully opened her ice blue and chestnut brown eyes.
"B-Bastet? Wha?" she stuttered, looking up at her tan skinned look-alike. She had spiky, long, mousey-brown hair that came up into two points at the top and flowed at the bottom. Her gold, cat-like eyes were filled with concern.
"Hakari…" she began, "You were shaking. Are you ok?" she asked.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Do…do you notice that?" she replied, referring to the eerie feeling in the air.
"Ummhum, and by Ra, it isn't to comforting!" she noted, Bastet had a bad habit. When ever she'd get nervous, she'd swing her necklace, an ancient magical item called the millennium pendulum, in the air. And she did. However, she did not expect it to be then, at that very moment, that the pendulum's power would start working. As soon as she started spinning it, a portal opened in the middle of the room, sucking everything in…
Everything, including Becka and Bastet.
With a gasp of shock, Becka started to be pulled towards the swirling vortex… "Hakari!" Bastet grasped her hakari's hand, trying to pull her back. She however, no matter how strong she was, couldn't fight the pull of the vortex. So, kicking and screaming, she was pulled in too.
To say it was dark would be an under statement. The place they had landed (roughly, may I add), was by far the darkest of the dark. It was also cold; a freezing piercing cold that would freeze even the strongest willed to their core. They were surrounded by monsters that would make even the young hakari slightly nervous. You've probably figured out where they are by now, unless you're a moron. That's right. They're in the shadow realm.