"Broder? Are you okay? I heard you and Mother screaming. Did she hit you?" Maggie said from bed side. Her little eyes had tears filing the sides of them. To her, he had been more than a brother, he had raised her. He was more like her father. He sat up and picked her up and placed her on the bed next to him.

"Don't worry, I'm fine it didn't hurt. I'm sorry if I woke you up," He said as he patted her on the head. She looked up at him, confusion filled her voice and eyes.

"Who were you talking to? I know that it wasn't Mother," she said. Dread filled him, did she know that he was haunted by those flames, Iblis. He didn't know what to say to her, he didn't want to lie or tell the truth for that matter. She locked eyes with him and he lost it, he broke down into tears. "What is it, Broder? I'm sorry I didn't mean it! You don't have to tell me anything!" she pleaded with him as she stood up to wipe the tears from his eyes. If only he could tell her. He wrapped her into a hug as he said his next words.

"Maggie, sister," He placed his hand under her chin and made her look into his eyes. "Do not worry. It will only make it worse," She simply pouted. Tears still slowly fell from his eyes as he sat there with her cooing to her until the sun had fully risen. "We need to do our chores, or mother will have our hides." He got up and placed Maggie on the floor as he headed to the door, she readily followed him.

"To the chicken house or the garden?" She asked him. Connor decided he would send Maggie to the chicken house and then he'd go to the garden. He sent her off and told her to be careful. Walking toward the garden made him nervous, so he kept glancing around, afraid Iblis would appear. When he was finally in the garden he felt safe. He had planted the entire three arces of crops, by himself. Well, all except for Maggie's five little rose bushes, which she took great pride in. Most of the crops where fully grown and ready to harvest. He would soon have to harvest the majority of the crops for Maggie to can and preserve. He began to pick the day's crop, he enjoyed working in the feild. It eased his fear and the strange feeling of being haunted. He wished he could be at peace like this all the time. He really got into his work and forgot to keep tabs on his surroundings.

"Why are you wasting your time?" Connor's heart dropped, fear froze him, and he let everything slip from his grip. Iblis was the owner of the voice talking to him. Connor was frozen in shock so Iblis kept talking. "Why not just use your powers to just harvest them all at once." Connor remained frozen hoping if he ignored him he would just leave. After what seemed like forever Iblis finally said something. "I'm not here to hurt you, I just need to talk to you." Connor did not believe him, he just stood up, turned around and faced him.

"What?" He snapped. Iblis still had the form of an echidna and stood up and took Connor biting gaze.

"You need to unlock your powers, or you will lose them," He stated like a complete know-it-all "I'm just here to help you." Connor didn't trust him, but those words reached him, sliced him like a knive. He could not lose these "powers" even if they were unknown.

"What powers? As far as I know I don't have any," Connor replied. As to answer Iblis raised his hand up and it started to glow. Connor then lost his ablity to breath and fell to his knees, he brought his hands on his throat. Gagging he looked up at Iblis, he had an evil smile plastered on his face.

"You have a power similar to this. Now concentrate and break my spell," He said. Connor was losing the outside of is vision, Iblis was becoming a red-yellow blur. Connor thought about how much he wanted to breath. Then out of no where he could the spell controlling him was gone. He gasped and started to choke down air. "Well done! Sadly, that spell wasn't even very strong," Connor was becoming furious, he started to shake, Iblis was getting under his skin coming here choking him, and then mocking him about his ability to break his grip. Connor unsteadly stood up and walked up to him. He felt strange, he could feel power radating from him. He raised a shaking hand and gasped his hand was glowing!

"What!? What is that?!" Connor panicked shaking his hand like it was on fire, Iblis laughed and copied him, the glowing hand part, not the shaking it like and idiot.

"POWER! Can't you feel it coursing thoughout your veins?" Connor could feet it, he liked the feeling. He focused on his hand and the dim glow got larger and brighter.

"How am I doing this? I never been able to do it before," He said still looking at his hand, surging and diminishing the power over and over again.

"Have you even tried to use yor powers before?" Shock filled Connor he hadn't, ever. he looked down shook his head. "I see so they haven't been fully awoken yet, use this." Iblis pulled out a large green gem. Connor gasped, he'd only heard of them in myths. Choas Emerlds aren't real. Iblis offered him the gem, but Connor didn't move. "Why won't you take it?" Iblis asked.

"I-It's a Choas Emerald, it's not safe to touch them," Connor studdered. Iblis expression grew stern, grabbed Connor's hand and forcefully placed the Choas Emerld in it. An electric shock ran though him, power surged though his body. "What's going on?! I can't control the powers anymore!"