ISF Log: 201.56.324

Agent: Hawk

Time: Middle of the night, earth time

Setting: Mark's place, two months after Tsahaylu (A thing that happened in the HawkXMark fanfics. It hasn't been posted yet.)

I woke up abruptly in the middle of the night. The light in Mark's dark room was easy to adjust to. I sat up and felt something was wrong. I looked over at Mark. He was asleep on his side, facing away from me.

I put my hand on his shoulder and pulled away immediately.

"Dark…" I whispered and focused on the other energies in the room. "What are you guys doing here?" I asked without looking away from Mark.

"Dark kicked us out." I recognized Light's voice. "We can't get back in."

"He blocked us all out." Demon spoke from the shadows.

"So now we are here." King Dark said. I heard a chain clank on itself. "Even Wilfred."

"Can you unchain me?" He whispered.

"No." King Dark's response was quick.

"Why can't I get into his head?" I asked and looked at my hand.

"He's keeping everyone out," Light said, "but we don't know why."

"To break Mark," I looked at Light. "Why else would he do that?" Light nodded and turned to King Dark.

"I don't know what we can do. He's on his own." King Dark replied.

I sat cross legged right next to him and thought about what I could do. My normal powers wouldn't work. I put my hands on my knees and watched his chest move quicker.

I moved to put my hand on his shoulder again, to move him onto his back. I ignored the dark energies surrounding my hand. It hurt like hell and it coursed up my arm. I let go and looked at Mark's face as he was now on his back.

"It's purely internal isn't it?" I asked and studied his face for signs of pain. There weren't any. But he wasn't waking up. He would always wake up right after me, no matter how tired he really was.

"It seems so," Demon said, stepping out of the shadows and stood near Mark.

I looked at Demon, "I'm honestly glad that you all are okay after that battle."

Demon's red eyes landed on me, "Dark can't actually kill us remember?"

"He can seal them away somewhere else, apparently, which is what happened, but he can't kill them." Hero spoke finally. "No matter what he claims he can do."

I looked down at Mark and looked up at the ceiling, "I'm going to have to, aren't I?" I looked down at my hands, "I haven't used that power in at least a decade."

"What power?" Hero asked.

I looked off to the side as Inner Demon freed himself in a blinding flash of light.

"The one where she uses Heaven's Light," Inner Demon explained to the lesser energies standing around him. His piercing red eyes landed on Hero. He ran his fingers through his raven black hair and turned to look at me.

Light stood next to Demon and watched him wave his hand over Mark. He looked at me, "How powerful are you really?"

"Extremely," Inner Demon spoke. "Don't make her demonstrate."

I centered myself in my soul and heard Inner Demon speak but couldn't understand him before I felt myself leave my body. I breathed out and soon found myself looking down at Earth. I blinked and saw the Milky Way below me.

I looked up to where I was headed and saw other entities join me on my journey. They protected me with their energy and guided me. They already knew. They didn't need to ask where I was going. They knew what I needed. They knew where to take me.

We warped through space quickly. I could only see flashes of light as we passed galaxies in our direct route to the Gates.

Soon I saw them in front of me. It was the artificial entrance. I wasn't dead, I needed help. The entities let me go and I landed gently on the clouds in front of the gate. I glanced back as they waited for me.

"Welcome back," These words found their way into my head and I turned to the very strong personality energy nearby. He was smiling at me.

I nodded respectfully and he handed me a cloud of light. "Thank you." I responded as the entities wrapped themselves around me and took me back the way we came. I tucked the cloud to my chest and waited the time span it took to get back. I watched it glow and encircle itself. It was intricate and pure.

The entities around me started peeling away. I smiled at all of them as they left me. I was guided back to my body by my own spiritual energy. As I neared my body I held up my arms and started letting the light go. Thinning it out like this would make it easier for me to filter it into Mark's soul, or where ever Dark had trapped him.

I braced myself as I was slammed back into my own body. I breathed in and I felt a hand on my back. As my eyes focused I saw that Inner Demon had supported me, "Thanks."

"Who did you talk to this time?"

"Michael." I answered quickly and held my hands up to guide the end of the light streak to where I needed it.

He backed up, "Wow." He looked around, "You guys better watch this. This is gonna be good." he watched me and stood with them.

I let the light engulf my forearms and brighten up my skin. I smiled and laughed lightly to myself. It was warm and light and comforting. I felt lighter, warmer… pure.

It engulfed my body. I felt exuberated. I felt even more confident that this would work. It had to. It's one of those last resort things.

Through the light I saw where the darkness was. It had engulfed his soul, his heart… He had broken and I didn't even know.

I put my hands on his chest and searched for him. I closed my eyes and felt it flow through me, into his soul, with me in the lead literally looking for him.

It was dark, really dark. I couldn't hear anything. The light behind me lit up the space in front of me. I stopped and let it fill the area. Soon I found myself looking up at a building. There was a shop to the left. I looked around the wall, glaring at it, and decided to walk to the entrance.

The light engulfed my hands and created two swords. I looked at them as I walked forward. One was a double-edged sword. The other single sided sword lit on fire. I looked ahead of me and watched the light search through the area as I walked. It moved around the entrance and got in. The doors flew open and I walked through as I got to it. The light spread throughout the room.

I felt negative emotions flood to me, not that they could affect me. I looked at the black and blue clouds float around me but couldn't reach me. They retreated into the darkness. The light followed them, lighting my path. I held the swords to my side, ready to strike if I had to.

I stopped on a platform and looked up the elevator shaft. "Up there." I pointed one sword up and the light wrapped around me and carried me up. It moved me through many, many floors and stopped at the top floor.

I stood on the ground by the doorway and waited for the light to engulf the room. I smiled as it wouldn't go near a certain shadowy area.

"Don't make me cut off your other arm, Dark." I shouted into the shadows.

The figure stepped into the light. It circled the figure's feet. "I am not Dark. But I'm glad I got to meet the one responsible for that."

"Who are you? How are you here?" I asked and heard my voice echo. "Dark threw everyone out."

He looked up at me. His all red eyes focused on mine. His pale skin looked cracked. "I am the evil within. He can't throw me out because I was here first. I am stronger than him, worse than him. But I don't need to be here. Mark no longer needs me here, so I just linger in the shadows waiting for my chance to resurface that will never come."

"If you aren't going to help me or block me, step aside." I commanded as I waved my flame sword in his direction. It sent off a trail of flames that set the floor on fire.

He looked at me. He was shocked. "You could win this with that."

"I want Mark back." I was starting to really feel the righteous fury. My voice sounded unyielding as it echoed.

He looked at the ceiling then at me. He pointed up. "He's up there. He's powerful."

"So am I." I answered and started to walk by him.

"Don't give him a window to attack you. This is his domain. He won't give it up easily." He added and I stopped to look at him.

"I have fought demons. I have been a vessel to a powerful demon," I shook my head. "I've had my fair share of dealing, fighting, destroying demons. This one is not my own. But I will deal with him as I please."

He covered his mouth, pointed to the ceiling and looked like he was moving with someone's path. "He knows you are here." he smiled. "He is afraid." He looked at me. "Go."

"He better be fucking scared." I said in a low tone, glaring at the path he pointed at, before the light guided me up through the ceiling. No sooner did my feet land on the floor did I dodge an attack.

I looked at the attacker and aimed my swords at him. The light engulfed the floor, the walls, and some other person. But I could see throughout the room.

I focused on Dark. With each breath I took, the fury felt stronger.

His fear faded away and he stepped aside. I saw Mark strapped to a table. His eyes were closed. His mouth was taped shut. He had bleeding prick marks on his arms. I saw a long scar across his neck, a round scar on his forehead.

I glared at Dark. I have never felt angrier. Even in Hell, fighting Death himself.