Chapter One

Davis' eyes fluttered open and closed for a moment before his vision cleared. Confusion blurred his thoughts as he stared upwards into an icy wonder of crystals and snow.

What the hell?

He moved his body slightly; unsure of why he was lying on his back, and felt surprisingly fine. He decided to sit up and groaned as he did, the coldness of the ice beneath him sinking deep into his skin.

Turning his head slightly, he gasped as he took in his surroundings. A great cavern of ice and light engulfed him as he sat awkwardly in what looked like a bed of crystal.

He quickly swung his feet outwards and leaped from the coldness, finally realizing he wore nothing but torn pants.

What happened to me?

He closed his eyes and tried to remember, seeing only flashes of darkness in the far corners of his mind. He concentrated harder and soon recalled the screams of many voices filling his head, though he could not place to whom they belonged.

Davis opened his eyes disappointed and frightened by the futile gesture, and began looking for some sort of exit from this strange and foreign place. Rubbing his own arms to warm himself, he hoped he wouldn't need to travel far though the cold. Turning a corner, he saw something that held his breath in his throat; someone was there with him, someone dressed in lace and white.

He would know her anywhere though her back was towards him. The way her blonde hair curled behind her, the slight curves of her body, the way in which she held herself.

Chloe.

Davis felt more numb the instant he recognized her; a new level of coldness filled him as he registered her in her wedding dress and that she was not where a person who was just married would normally be. He knew in an instant what he had done. He must have taken her, he must have ripped her from what was supposed to be the very best day of her life and brought her here, wherever here actually was.

All these thoughts poured into Davis' mind before he could even speak, and he quickly felt a new terror enter his mind as he realized whatever darkness held in him, it could connect to the things Davis cared for most. And although Chloe appeared safe, how could he stop himself from hurting her the next time he blacked out, when he had no control over who he became?

Chloe turned just then and Davis moved to go towards her, only stopping as he noticed her eyes. They were silver; an eerie unnatural silver, not the eyes he had come to know. And Chloe was smiling, a fantastically treacherous smile that only enhanced the silver of her glare.

'What have I done?' Davis whispered aloud, his voice echoing strangely throughout the cave.

Chloe moved towards him, her movements precise and deliberate, and she stood just before him a shell of herself.

"You've set me free," she said.

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