Author's note: I have had a lemon wanted for a long time. Tell me if you want one in the story.

I cried myself to sleep that night. I couldn't bear the weight of Taylor's death on my shoulders. The next day I refused to get out of my bed. I didn't want to go and do anything due to that. I would get up, after about two hours of sitting in bed, depressed, and go to the grave we built for him. I mourned like that for a week before Morgan slapped me a few days later, making me spill coffee all over myself, smoldering my fur.

"It's not your fault he died! It's that creep Phalix's fault. He's not dead yet, but he will pay!" She said with open fury.

Phalix...isn't...dead? I thought.

"What happened to him?" I asked.

"He dispersed into shadows. We still don't know where he is." She said.

I instantly thought to the Darkry morph. He had HELPED me. I instantly thought to action.

"I need to go." I said. I didn't notice the glowing of Morgan's eyes and gasp she let out as I speeded out of the house.

I ran until I saw a clearing. I could have sworn that I could have heard something in my sleep. Fallowing those hazy words, I went to a clearing in a forest.

Where is this guy when I need him? I thought.

I quickly went and looked around to find a old shackled house. The windows were broken and the door creaked as I opened them. Inside was an old couch, green and torn up. There was also a way upstairs. I noticed a Darkry morph sitting in the distance. He quickly glanced at me, and then ran. I followed him upstairs. I managed to get upstairs to see a little boy crying in the corner. He was a Darkry morph. I glanced as I drifted out of consciousness.

/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\

"Mommy, where are you?" A little boy asked. His name was Kevin, and he was a Darkry morph.

"I'm right here. Did you have another nightmare?" Kevin's mother asked. Her name was Patrisha.

"Yes. It was so scary!" Kevin said.

"Well, I had one as well last night." Patrisha said.

"It was about dad." Kevin said.

Patrisha's eyes widened as she heard this.

"W-what was it about?" She asked, visibly scared.

"H-h-he," Kevin stuttered.

"He saved a group of people, at his own life. But those people betrayed him." Kevin said.

Patrisha seemed to have a heart attack. She passed out on the floor, hitting her head on the door, killing her.

"Mommy?" Kevin asked with fear.

Kevin gently nudged her.

"Mommy, wake up!" He said, tears in his eyes.

"Mommy!"

/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\

I woke up with a start.

Deadgumit, I hate those kinds of things. I thought while rubbing my head.

"You have seen my life's troubles then." I heard a voice say. I looked up to see the Darkry morph above me, his cold eyes digging holes in me.

"You might have understood what it was like, living in a family like that. But you had it worse." He said.

"How do you know?!" I asked, startled.

"Because I know where you truly came from." He said.

"I met someone who had an Eevee and their son. He was disappointed that you weren't strong at first, but if you see him now, you will be greeted with a backstabber." He said.

"Then who is my father?" I asked.

"The snake," He said simply.

"What snake?" I asked.

"The one you killed." He replied simply.

"Doomed to kill his father,

Forced to love his sister,

And forever becoming the watcher." He said.

"What?" I said.

"I'm not catching what you are saying." I said.

"Due time." He said.

"So I wasted a trip?" I asked.

"Mostly." He said.

I sighed as I went out of the house.

Why is he so weird? I asked.

I ran back to the house, the cold air seeping around me. I slowly knocked on the door, and Skills quickly answered.

"Dude, your life is going to be shitty." He said.

"Why?" I asked.

"Didn't I already tell you I can see past the wall? Your life is going to suck and your going to feel like your going crazy." He said.

"Now get in, before the author gets mad." He said.

I walked into the house to see party decorations and santas.

"It's getting near Christmas, how could I forget?" I said.

"Yea, I suggest you go to Morgan's room. Cassandra and Icy are waiting for the stars." He said.

"Have you made your move on Susan yet?" I asked. His face quickly turned red.

"No! I don't like her!" he shouted, red in his face.

"Sounds like someone has a crush on Susan," I sang.

"Don't you start," he said.

"What, we live to troll each other!" I said, giving him a hug.

I quickly walked to Morgan's room. I saw her in the corner, drawing. She was wearing just shirt and some pants. She seemed to be warm, even thought it was cold in the room. She glanced up to me, and then looked to be resisting an urge.

"What's up?" I asked.

"The heat." She said.

"OK...Wait, what?!" I shouted startled.

"Just stay still. I am going through my first year of heat." She said.

Before I could say anything, I was chained up.

POV Change: Sylvia

I glanced through all the pictures me and Flamer had science we were dating. I then suddenly heard someone shout.

"Wait what?!"

I chuckled as I heard Morgan steadily get ready to cure her heat. I sighed in competence.

Why was this Darkry saying last night that the Watcher needs luck? I shook my head and went to bed as Morgan's moans reached my ears. I chuckled lightly as I heard her yell.

"Yessss!"

Hmmm, what did y'all think? I thought it was crappy. Give me ideas please!