1Amy sat upon the summit of a hill. A hill overlooking Station Square. She took a deep breath in. A cold breeze circled around her. She sniffed the air.
"The weather's on our side, Master. The air is moist." Amy's voice was dark.
"Good. You're using all the skills I've taught you. And finally, all those moons of training will pay off tonight." Moon Shade whispers. Amy just solemnly nods. Moon Shade looks towards the setting sun and the rising moon.
"It's almost time. Have you prepared, my friend?" Moon Shade asks.
"I am ready," Amy dully states.
"Good, I shall take over and begin our revenge!" Moon Shade claims. Amy nods. Suddenly, huge, black, demonic dragon wings erupt from Amy's back. Her fur changes from pink to a dark lavender. Her tail changes to that of a dragon's. The Master Emerald shined brightly along with the Chaos Emeralds as they circled around Amy. They soon each took their proper places, one on each wing, one on each of her shins, one on each part of her upper arm, one on her forehead, and the Master Emerald took its place, covering her stomach as if it were used as protection. Then, the Black Ultra Emerald Of Darkness materialized over her heart, symbolizing a heart of darkness. Moon Shade had taken over. Moon Shade stretched her wings. Then she leapt off the cliff, flying towards Station Square. With the moon, rose a new power of resurrected evil. Eternal darkness. With the moon rose a new era of darkness. And setting with the sun was the person who only sought the love of another. Who only sought a purpose, a meaning in life. The kind, caring, good person Amy used to be was dissipating, vanishing, accompanying the setting sun, while a new darkness slowly swallowed her. The shadows devoured her more and more each passing sun. Each day, a piece of her disappeared and recreated itself into the poisoned words of Moon Shade. One sun, one moon. One light, one shadow. One part trying to fight, one part lost under a darkened fog. One eye watching... scarred with malice, one eye searching... searching for purpose and meaning. Both belonging to the same creature. The creature who lost herself in the dark mists of the night. The creature battling herself deep within. All alone, with no one to support her. The creature who forgot who she was what seems so long ago. The creature who's mind was plagued and clouded by her un-dying poisoned memories of the past. The memories that haunted her footsteps and sentenced her to a cursed life of the past...