Hi. Here's the 10th chapter. You know, I'm really starting to wonder if anyone is actually reading this fic. If you are, than PLEASE leave a review. Tell me what i can change. What i can improve on. It'd help me out a lot.

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It was dark. Floating in a huge dark area. They stretched their arms out. Their feet lightly touching the ground. "Where am I?" The person asked aloud. Their voice echoed around them. Their eyes widened. "Shit. LET ME OUT!" She yelled.

She began to run. She ran to the door of the room. She began to bang on it. "LET ME OUT DAMN IT! THIS IS MY BODY!" Not right now it isn't. "Liam!" She screamed. Liam only snickered in reply. She growled. Then, a black sticky substance began to fill the room.

The inky slim crawled from the four corners of the room. The girl backed away from the room. She stood in the middle of the room. Faintly realizing how small it was. Just as the slim crawled closer and closer to her. "What is this stuff?" She demanded. Hahaha. Like i would know...You created it to keep me here... Liam replied. The girl growled. "Damn it Liam. Give me a straight answer!" I don't feel like it...Liam replied lazily.

The black slime jumped. IT landed on her feet. She yelped and jumped. She fell backwards. Into more of the tary substance. It burned worse than acid. "AAAAAGH!" She screamed. Trying to pull her arms free. IT was no use. She wouldn't break free, no matter how hard she tried. "LET ME GO!"

Everything went black. The suddenly she could see. Everything flashed before her eyes. Her brother disappearing. Years passing by. All so lonely and empty. Finding him after so long. Realizing he wasn't the same. He never would be. He would never be the same happy, hopeful older brother. And it was that BASTARD'S fault.

Don't smile like that. There's nothing to smile for.

His words. How he fought that man to keep her alive. Even after he said she was useless. He had fought to keep her alive. His little sister. How Lenore had sacrificed herself to save her. The person she had come so close to falling in love with. They had died, trying to protect her. Died by because of HER.

She couldn't bring the two back to life. but she had promised both of them to live on. Now she had meet someone in the same predicament SHE had been in years before. She had promised Yogi she was gonna help him. And damn it she was!

She would help Yogi get rid of his guilt. She would help him find his reason to live. He went threw what she went threw. He lost people. And so had she. She wouldn't let him mess up like she had. He would live.

And so would she.

But first. she had to get rid of her second personality.

Her nails grew. She cut threw the tary slim and jumped to her feet. She raced to the door at top speed. Slamming into it, she began to try to cut threw the door. "LET. ME. OUT!" She yelled.

NO! IT'S MY TURN! Liam tried to fight back. Tried to keep in control of the body. IT'S NOT FAIR! YOU DON'T EVEN USE YOU REAL NAME! The girl kept pushing against the door. Her claws scratching threw. YOU STEAL MINE! Liam continued to accuse her. "I know." She said faintly. "After i talk to Yogi, i will use my name again. Just let me be you for one more day." AAAAAGH! Liam's hold crashed as she burst threw the door.

The girl opened the door. A boy who looked just like her was kneeling on the other side. He looked up at her. "It's not fair..."He muttered. She shook her head. "No, it's not. You shouldn't even exist. Yet, here you are. I-I'm sorry." She said, reaching out toward Liam. Liam shook his head and stood. "No. Your right." He laughed bitterly. "Surprisingly." She agreed with wry smile. Liam shook his head with a smile. While his smile was dark and humorless, her's was wide and rather insane. It was bright, happy and crazily wide. A Cheshire cat grin more than anything else.

Liam walked past her. He stood in the door way. His head turned to face her. "You'll only need me once more. Then I'll be gone forever." He said. He turned and closed the door behind himself before she could ask anything else.

She sat up. Her eyes neon looking again. She turned her head and blinked slowly. She noticed Gareki. She looked from Gareki to Yogi. I guess Yogi's other Persona is showing. She thought. Se picked up a rock, lightly gesturing to Yogi. Gareki blinked. No.

She dropped the rock silently. She looked up, then back at Gareki. She pointed to the building over them. A piece of it was going to fall off. The piece was small. And if it hit someone on the head, they would be knocked out for a while. Gareki smiled slightly. She smirked lightly back.

"How so?" Gareki asked Yogi. Yogi sneered at him. "You think your funny." Gareki fired his gun, purposely making it look like he had missed shooting Yogi. Yogi grinned. "Missed me." The, the small chunk of building broke off. IT hit him on the head. Yogi's eyes closed.

"I never miss." Gareki said, smirking at Yogi. Yogi fell to the ground. His hair changed back to it's original gold color. She walked over to him. John reached over and grabbed her. He held her arms behind him. "Did i change to?" She asked calmly. She already knew the answer. Hirato looked at her and nodded slowly. "Your eyes...they darkened." He said. She nodded. John let go of her slowly. She walked over to the wall, and punched it. "Damn it! I thought i got rid of him!" The She yelled.

Hirato grabbed the boys arm, before he could punch the wall again. "Got rid of who?" He asked calmly. She eyes filled with tears. "I-i thought i..." He said. They didn't know they weren't talking to Liam. They didn't know Liam wasn't real.

She passed out.

IT was cold. IT was dark. Or was it bright? Where was he? Did that even matter? No. Not really. He decided. IT didn't matter. Who is he? He doesn't know. He doesn't care. IT may be cold. He may not be able to see. But...he feels safe. He feels protected.

The 'protection' and 'safeness' he feels...is fake. He knows that. But he's to afraid. Afraid of what? He dose not know. He doesn't need to. He just know that it's better here. Better here with his false security. False safety. False warmth. Because how can something be warm, when it's so clearly cold?

He was lying down. Curled up in a ball. He was trying to make himself as little as possible. Why? He did not know. He just did what he felt was right. That was all he could do at the moment. Curl up.

He was sad. Why? Perhaps because the place was so empty.

Place? He lifted his head slightly. IT was a room. A very dark room. There where no lights. Why? He sat up slowly. Where was he? He blinked and looked around. He was in an empty room. He looked around. Trying to find a door.

He stood up. He walked around the room. The room was bigger than it had first appeared to be. He walked to a wall. Putting his hands on it, he walked along it. He found a door. He reached out towards the Handel hesitantly.

What was outside the door?

He blinked. His heart was pounding in his ears. Wait. His heart?

He opened the door. And steeped outside.

IT was dark there to. But not as much as the room had been. There was light out here. Though very little. He walked down the hall. He faintly noted that he was bare foot. He looked around. Where was he? He walked down the hall. He looked down. There where red arrows. He followed the arrows to a door.

The door.

A little voice whispered to him. The door? He thought confused. The door was big and looked quite menacing. He gulped nevously and reached for the handle. His hand grabbed air. He blinked. No door Handel. He pushed the door. IT opened with a groan.

He walked in...and immediately wished he hadn't.

He fell to the floor. Tears pouring out his eyes. Everything rushed back at him.

His Name was Yogi. He had golden blond hair and purple eyes. He was the reason his twin brother was dead. Yogi clutched his head in his hands. He wanted to forge! He didn't want to remember!

A hand reached down and weaved it's way threw Yogi's golden hair. He looked up. A person stood over him. IT was a girl. She had long, messry bloor red hair. A neon green left eye and an electric blue right one. Her tan skin seemed to glow, and he was certain her eyes did.

"Moriko?" He asked hesitantly. She nodded. "It's me Yogi." She held her hand out in front of him. "Come with me. Their waiting for you." Moriko wore a dress. was a light red color. IT stopped at her knees. And the sleeves where huge and loose. They slipped past her hands. Except for the one reaching toward shim. He saw a part of her wrist and gasped.

He saw scars.

"Yes. I attempted suicide. Leah kept me alive though. I almost fell in love with her. I could have. I wanted to. She fell for me. And she died saving me. I don't want you to have to go threw what i went threw. Understand? You have friends. Some will realize they love you. And sooner then you realize at that." Yogi stared up at her. "Ready to change?" Moriko asked. Yogi nodded. Feeling determined.

Moriko smiled. Yogi took her hand.

Then he opened his eyes.

There it was. Please review. Tell me what you think. It doesn't matter to much what you say. As long as you say something. Please? Pretty please? IT starting to turn into my stubbornness being the only reason i still continue this fanfic. I'm stubborn. That's why I'm gonna continue until i finish. But, it'd be real nice if i had a more positive reason to continue. PLEASE review. Okay?

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