Harry couldn't help but fidget every now and then. The Dursley's had invited the Ashburn's to their house for dinner. He just knew it was going to be a disaster. He didn't want them to know how he was treated. He liked the Ashburn's and he didn't want them to be disgusted with him because of what his Aunt and Uncle said. Also after seeing their house he was embarrassed about the fact that he didn't have anything. He wasn't sure how this was going to end. He was thankful in a way.

Poe had requested Harry stay and then come over with them. So he wasn't the one making dinner tonight. His Aunt usually didn't trust him with dinner for new neighbors or business partners of Vernon's, however that didn't stop her from ordering him to prepare and help her. Since he would be arriving with the Ashburn's there was no way that could happen. Because of this he would actually be able to eat dinner with them. Seeing as he would be coming with the others, they couldn't say he was sick or somewhere else. Since he hadn't gone home since that day he wasn't sure about how this was going to go. He was scared of how angry they would be…

He blinked when Aysa started running her fingers through his hair and sighed. He was lying on her bed, and she had pulled his head into her lap. Harry had followed her to her room, instead of going to the guest room again. He found that he liked her room. She had a desk with a computer, a large old fashioned trunk filled with notebooks, a bookcase filled with books, and her bed which was a large canopy. It wasn't anything great, but he liked it.

There were also collections covering her walls, of odd and old weapons or paintings. There was one leveled stand that held little knickknacks, crystals and gems, glass figurines and items, snow globes, and dragons…Aysa had an addiction to dragons it seemed. Dragons, tigers, wolves, and foxes… The comforter was a large white tiger. A large dream catcher with a wolf hung over her bed. There was a rug made out of fox fur. A clock made of dragons, a dagger set with dragons, a plate set with dragons. Lots of wolf pictures. A collection of fox tails. And the pillows all had tigers or the strips. Any extra blankets and sheets were of foxes and wolves. Yes, he really liked her room.

He looked up to see that she was looking off into the distance once more. Her eyes were blank yet it looked like she was watching something in amusement. Harry blinked tilting her head. "What are you looking at?" He couldn't help but ask. He flushed in embarrassment when she looked down with a thoughtful expression. Her hand paused for a moment as she stared at him with her head tilted. Harry blinked and shook his head.

There were times when he looked at Aysa and saw someone else. They looked just like her, but their eyes glowed and they seemed…dark. Not necessarily evil, just cold and dark… Like now it almost looked like that face was watching him with fond amusement. It was strange how the face looked so cruel and emotionless, and yet looked so loving and compassionate. He would blink and her face would be back to that blank emotionless stare. The only difference was that the smile she gave him was the same as the other. That and with both of the faces there was one thing that was always there. Hiding behind the other emotions or cold detachment was one thing, insanity. He knew Aysa wasn't fully there. He knew she wasn't sane.

Aysa blinked snapping both of them from their thought. 'He's ready you know. He can already see the true side. He can already see the darkness that is us. Trust our little one, he is ours to protect.' Aysa nodded. 'Understood…' She thought.

"I don't sleep, because I see things, Harry dear. And the things I see aren't normal. They are dark and twisted. True Nightmares. The only thing is… the nightmares are indeed true. They are real." She said running her fingers through his hair once more. Harry blinked looking up at her in concern.

"These nightmares are a part of me. Listen love, not all Darkness is bad or evil. In fact Darkness simply is. Just as the light. It is only made evil and bad by those that misuse it. Just as the light become's corrupted by those that abuse it. I am a being of darkness. I have embraced this and accepted it since I realized the Darkness is possessive and protective. It will never betray me, never abandon me, never hurt me, and it will never leave me alone. These facts alone are what scares people away, its obsessive nature frightens others…" She said with a scowl on her face, before it cleared away.

"However, the darkness loves all its children, loves all its beings and creators. The Darkness will protect you from anything and everything if you accept it. However, it also gets jealous when those that aren't or haven't been proved worthy get too close. Thus it will take things into its own hands. It will test them and it will get rid of those that would cause you harm or betray you. I am a part of the Darkness. And so are you." She said leaning down and kissing his forehead, bypassing the scar. "The Darkness wants to meet you. It wants to protect you, and love you, and become a part of you. But you have to accept this, Harry. Otherwise the Darkness will always scare you because you won't understand its means or purpose." She said smoothing his hair down. "Do you understand?" She asked.

Harry stared up at her with wide eyes as he thought. 'The Darkness…am I dark? I can't be. I'm not bad; I try so hard to be good. Is it all for nothing? No! She said the dark isn't bad, it's not evil. And she's a part of the Dark too. It… It sounds so nice. To be protected, to be loved. That must be why Aysa is insane. She has accepted the darkness. That means the monsters and nightmares that come with it. Is that what she's always starting at? The monsters? Aysa loves the dark I can tell. Then it can't be bad. And the Darkness wants to meet me. Wants to protect and love me, as it does her. Is that what that dark almost heavy feeling is? It always surrounds her. The scent of blood pulsates from it. But she loves the dark as it loves her… I trust Aysa… And something in my heart is saying to trust the Dark…' He thinks. He takes a deep breath. 'I'll try. No matter what. I won't let others corrupt my mind with lies and opinions. If I'm going to chose I'll do it on my own.' He decided.

Looking back up at Aysa he nodded slowly. "When do I get the meet the Darkness?" He asked slowly.

A small but bright smile crossed her face; it was lovingly copied by the other face. "Soon. Tonight perhaps. After your 'family' is dealt with. The Darkness will deal with them if they are unfixable." She muttered running her fingers through his hair again. "It will be a sign of my love for you little brother. And to show you that I and the darkness will always protect you, my dear. You will never be hurt again." She said with a slight hum in her voice. Harry closed his eyes and allowed her humming to place him asleep. He was scared of what he might see in the Darkness, but he was ready. After all, Aysa would be at his side. And if the Darkness and Aysa loved him as he had been told, he knew it wouldn't hurt him.

Night

Aysa watched over Harry as he napped on her bed. For the oddest reason she had tucked him in with her favorite blanket making sure he was covered. She was beginning to worry over these new protective urges she felt for her little brother. There was only a nine month difference between them; perhaps it was because of her mentality? She wasn't exactly a grown up…but she was more mature then a child her age usually was. Or so Ciel had explained when she had asked. To be truthful while she understood most of the words he used it was easier to block out Ceil's rantings then to actually pay attention.

Regardless… Her eyes shifted over to the shades she now knew to be Harry's parents. She was even beginning to see a human form around them. Her eyes drifted down to the pendant around her neck. She needed to…move on. She knew her mother's shade was with her. Judas had seen it when they met. And she could hear her mother's whispers. She needed to stop hiding… She knew it, and for some reason…she was ready now. Perhaps it was because of Harry. Reaching up she grasped the necklace with her eyes closed. Yes...it was time to move on…

She pulled on the locket snapping the chain.


'What a disaster.' Poe couldn't help but think as she dragged her hand down her face. Ciel was still glaring at the space the Dursley's had been. Kanna had her arms wrapped around Harry tightly as he breathed in heavily, fear and panic still in his eyes. Kanna pulled him tighter to her, running a hand through his hair, and humming the song Aysa always had on her lips.

Poe's eyes dragged to the place the Dursley's had been. She had been pleased to see their clothing wasn't as ill fitted as Harry had worn. However, that just made it worse in her mind. Forcing him to wear clothing like that when he could have better. Inexcusable. The food was still a mess on the table. A chair was on its side a dent in the wall where it had impacted. Plates broken, glasses shattered. It was a real mess. She shivered slightly when the sounds of screams spread through the room. Sage allowed a cruel smirk to cross his face at the sound. The Dursley's were getting their due. He just hoped Aysa remembered that they needed to live. After all if they died or disappeared there would be questions. She was truly starting to see a use in that girl…


Aysa stared upon the quivering mess that was her little ones 'family'. She had never found humans as pathetic as she did now. She had always considered herself a human. Perhaps different, perhaps superior but human none the less. However, upon seeing this she was starting to question if she was merely trapped in human flesh.

Even the Darkness was disgusted, and it was the cruelest, sickest, most vile, and twisted thing that existed. However, the Darkness was protective over younglings. That was why any that were forced into the Darkness or sacrificed for it took the forms of shades. They were see-through small little things. They were harmless but couldn't be harmed. The Darkness loved children and that was why it would never obey the Order. For those that were so willing to harm a child were not worthy of the Darkness nor its Gods. Even Gods that had become twisted and corrupt.

Aysa couldn't stop her hand from moving to rest on her stomach as she started humming. She was always so inspired in this place. The scent of decay and suffering, the sounds of tortured or lost souls, the comforting embrace of the Darkness, the scent of blood and lust. It made her want to sing. To dance and spin around waiting to fall down and see where she landed. She knew the darkness would never allow harm to befall her, and it would never allow anything to ouch her little one. Not only because she was the Queen, but for the fact that Harry was it's newest child and the soon to be Prince. Her head tilted and a sweet smile spread across her lips. This world was her playground her domain. And she would take care to punish any and all that came near here. That's why she had her little Princess always watching over it and Silent Hill. Her dear Christabella... Now if only she could keep that damned human witch from bothering her former human sister.

Aysa blinked when the screaming began anew and turned her attention back to the humans before her. Though they looked more like animals to her. She wished she could have brought her little one her, but she knew he wasn't ready for something like this. While he was dark, he was still sane, still innocent. She wanted to keep him like that for as long as she could. So did the Darkness, it had loved little Cheryl and had kept her soul even after the disaster of the first birth. Having someone so pure yet filled with darkness was rare. At one point Aysa herself had been like that. But she had always been more of an adult even when younger. Her mother had tried to ignore it, but the Darkness had always been a part of her. And that town would always be her home. Even if she could only visit the dream version so far. She hummed happily turning her attention back to them. She had to make sure they didn't die after all…