**Important Notice**

This is based on the plots! The two see in the cross over are the main two which inspired me most. See if you can guess what else is in here ;)

Thanks for reading and hope you enjoy. Fighting-the-dark ;)

"Get yourself back here now!"

"She's right, you don't have much time, get yourself back we can get them back another day! Just come back please!"

"No! I have to do this and you know that. If we leave now then he will get off completely free from harm 'cause he knows how to play us from now on, and, and, if I don't go now then we have no chance of saving this world."

Memories are deep down inside

During the day, everything is normal, or so you would think. At night the lock their doors, their windows and they cower in the corner hoping that they don't come. This is when the decisions, under cover in the darkness where no one can capture them because everyone is scared, and unaware. No royal family to protect us, they managed to drive that away. We thought we were insane thinking that we had made the wrong decisions, but we weren't the only ones. Sucked in by power, who isn't? "Everyone is equal we live among you, so why shouldn't the royals? Let them be stripped of that power to live like the people!" It sickens me to this day that I believe their lies. My father never trusted those bastards that we call "Red Royals". They have the blood on their hands for lives they sacrificed to get to this position hence the "Red" within their names and the "Royals" is because they have power over everyone in this country and nobody can do anything about it, or so they thought. Every day we know, we see that every move is crucial. Every decision we make is important to maybe thousands of lives or maybe to one. Many people say, "You kill one, and maybe, just maybe, you save a thousand."

"Hey, father how is Italy? Please tell me the Carnivale di Venzia is still beautiful as the world should still be! The Reds are completely taking over the world!" Ah my father and his puzzling looks he gave me. It always shines some light down on this doomed planet even if you are the bearer of bad news. He was the founder of the "Midnight Shadows" he believes that the Reds were never up to any good deeds as they claimed, so my father gathered as many people as possible who believed the same and formed a clan of free spirits who work on the night to find out who the Reds are targeting next. I was born into the trade; ever since I was five I was running and jumping.

"I'm so sorry Elena but some of the Red Royals lackeys took over Italy while I was helping out Edward. Speaking of which he was asking after you yet again." Edward the ex, first he cheats on me then he expects me just to take him back like that. Please what does he take me for? My father understood the concerning look I was giving him as he said this. "Relax my child I told him to lay off, he hurt you deeply and I won't let him do that again mark my words. Argh"

"Dad? Are you OK? What's going on? Dad? Dad!" He put both his arms to his waist and held it tight. I didn't know what to do he had gone white as a sheet and was falling to the cold concrete ground. I shouted "Help! Can somebody help me please? It's my father" It was Jess and Ted came to me in my time of need. It was Jess who was the first to speak.

"Elena? Calm down and breathe and tell me what happened?" Ted slowly placed his arm around me. I know it was to reassure me but I swear the guy has such a crush on me.

"Ok, well we were talking and he just cried out in pain and placed his hands to his waist, then we went so pale so quickly he looked like a ghost." the tears of fear where coming, I could feel it. "Then he started to fall to the ground I think he fainted. Look is he going to be OK? He needs to know about the London massacre." Jess pulled up shirt to reveal some markings in his body "What is that Jess?" Jess gave me that look where she is telling us secretly that it isn't looking good, and at that precise moment I broke. It takes a lot for me to cry but this has done it. The gathering crowd looked in shock and horror to the markings on my father's body, as well as seeing the pain I was in. I was now urgent to know what the markings were. "Jess what are those and what are they doing to my dad?" She must have heard the worry within my voice. She walked to me and said these simple words.

"Go to bed my child, you must rest well in order to understand. I see a long journey for you Elena Douglas." She always did give me questions that I needed an answer to and I would normally ask her straight away but today I knew there was no point, so I went to bed like as she suggested. Even though with everything that was going on, I still slept well. Honestly I think Jess spiked my drink of water with a tasteless remedy which helps those in distress to sleep even a tiny bit.