Alex fell, dead to the ground as the pommel stone shattered by his feet. A whirlpool and a curved-horn…heartless…emerged from the dark depths. Alex could feel himself inside the creature. He felt, stronger. He was hunched over staring at the massive heartless in front of him.
It swung its massive hand towards Alex as he jumped up over it. He landed on the ground and, swiftly, jumped and slashed his dagger-like claws, sinking them into its chest. He jumped back and the heartless fell to its hands and knees. Alex ignored it and looked behind him. He saw a dragon corpse, his dragon corpse.
Alex stared down at his misty claws. He shivered at the thought of what he had done, at what he was capable of. Behind him, the creature evaporated and Vaermina stood their holding her staff. She appeared tired.
"You will bow before me child! You…will bow!" she muttered. The dark, cold, world around Alex slowly brightened as Vaermina disappeared without a word. It all became a white blur as a bright flash appeared. Alex found himself standing, as a human, in one of the many alleyways on Corouscant.
His eyes slowly adjusted to the light as he regained familiarity with his location. It wasn't far from his apartment. Alex slowly took a long look around him before walking towards a crowded street. He didn't walk very far until…
"Alex," he heard a soft voice whisper, Ashley's voice. Alex turned around and saw Ashley and Jacob on their knees. Large, black, blades erupted out of their chests. Behind them, stood a black woman with metallic skin and bright yellow eyes wielding the hilts of the blades.
She jerked her hand away from Ashley and the blade was removed. She fell to the ground, blood staining the dress she was wearing. Then, she did the same to Jacob, causing him to fall with blood staining his black tuxedo. As he fell, something fell out of his pocket and rolled to Alex.
He picked it up. It was a small, fuzzy, box. He opened it and burst into tears as he collapsed onto his knees. Inside was a small, silver, ring aligned with white jewels. He dropped the box and stood back up; grief turned into rage. The rune on his arm glowed as black mist surrounded him. There were no claws, scales, or wings. He wasn't a dragon; he was himself but darker. His eyes glowed white as he dashed towards her with his dagger in hand.
Then, in a blur, everything happened at once. He dashed past her, but hit nothing. Behind him, mist slowly surrounded her blade. Next to her, laid a misty arm that faded into nothingness. Alex looked to his right to see his left forearm missing. The black mist evaporated from him as he dropped to the ground. There was no blood, just a massive scab where his elbow was; it felt like it was singed of. She walked slowly towards him.
"Just as weak as the original. Such a shame really. You showed real promised," she said calmly. She held her blades above him, ready to finish him. Suddenly, she erupted into flames. She looked behind her to see an armored knight wielding two black keyblades. "Nelsine?" she said with a smile. "Boethiah would be proud of you,"
"I no longer serve the daedra," she said in a stifled voice.
"Fool! You are always in league with the daedra!" she shouted as the flames dissipated. "Farewell." A black orb formed around her and she disappeared. Nelsine walked towards Alex as he slowly closed his eyes.