Gwen curled up on her bed, crying, "I absolutely despise Heather!"

A dark red glow entered the room. Gwen got up and stared as she saw a man in armor.

"You are Gwen, correct?"

"Yeah, what of it?"

"You are the 2nd generation of darkness."

The man approached and put a covered hand to her face, "My name is Duskmon... And, I'll help you."

"How?"

Gwen was shocked at the feeling of anger and sadness. "I'll make you stronger than everyone. Just accept me in my heart."

"Fine... Duskmon, I accept you in my heart!" The man became a mist that disappeared into her heart. The immense pain made Gwen pass out.

When she awoke, she knew something was wrong. She was up around Midnight. Her hair was blond and eyes scarlet. Her skin was even paler and her hair seemed to be longer. She put her hand to the mirror, seeing Duskmon in it. She smiled evilly. This was going to be fun.