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~Recap: Several moths earlier~

Following that white haired boy had been a mere whim. But it had worked had out splendidly for him... he had arrived in another world a world that should have ended up just like his.

So this was where all the worlds had come from?

It all seemed so different. The scent of the air, the brightness of the sun, and the wind. Everything around him seemed so much brighter. Children laughed airily, freely and played out in the meadows without a single worried parent around to chew their nails off if ever they went missing. All without a care in the world

And why shouldn't they?

Their god still lived after all...

He walked in the shadows of the trees trying to get by without being seen and in no time at all he found what he was searching for. The sore of the forbidding magic invisible only to himself. In no time he found himself in a clearing of trees far from any town but still too close. It was nearly barren the soil looked rotten and dry vegetation was scarce trees hang limply hardly supported by their soil and looked as if a single breeze could snap them right in two. There was also a skeleton of what he only assumed to be a bed placed over a hole big enough for someone to squeeze through.

He was certain that no living person here would ever notice this place. he thought as he walked purposely through the clearing and with a single movement of his wand the bed soared through the air as if an invisible had had picked it up and smashed into a tree breaking them both by the force of the impact and the pieces fell on an empty bared landscape.

~...Onyx/Asher...~

The darkness stirred within.

Someone had infiltrated their master's layer.

...Again...

It joined together forming from nothing. Bloody red eyes and sharp claw like hand were the only thing to disguising from them as they appeared to be nothing more then shadows with low blood chilling moans as it sailed thought the twisted dark hall past the cages and the globe the only light on the lair. Their masses continued passing it quickly.

Their master was not here but one was.

In deeper darkness there was a small light illuminating a figure sitting on a simple chair. A figure of a young boy in his middle teens dressed all in black slender and lean. Blonde hair a mess looking more like it had been tossed around on the pillow a little too much and it was falling in waves over his dark wine red eyes illuminating by the light of the screen.

*Kira... you know that the decision is not yours to make anymore... Now come quietly to my bed room so I can preform... proper justice...*

The boy paused and looked up.

"Ugh. for the love of Mi... Pitch... What is it?" he said looking up at the forms above his head. The floated above him waving their hands and moaning all the while.

"I see..." he sighed closing the lab-top.

And he faded into the blackness.

Riddle landed on what appeared to be ground but when he illuminated his wand what he saw were twisting floors and hanging bird cages dank and dark reminding him unwillingly of a ghost story he had heard long long ago.

He didn't have long to think however as something came hurtling towards him from out of the darkness of the walls.

He reacted as quickly as he could and sent a killing spell towards the figure dodged it. It seemed to be shapeless darkness and its piercing dark eyes suddenly right next to him.

And he felt something akin to hard and piercing sand grab him around the throat and hold him up.

"What... I wonder do we have here?" the figure asked as the blackness seemed to form together again and as it did a face of a young teenager met his eyes in one forming hand he gripped the hissing snake futile biting at nothing.

"You know..." he said leaning closer. "You've got the snake's..."

"Onyx..." tutted a voice behind the two of them.

Riddle craned his head to see who it was and smirked.

There blended into the darkness dressed from head to toe in black in what looked very muck like a long overcoat, or a dress. With a long V shaped cut at the front all in black like the boy except different his hair was dark black straight and pointed combed neatly behind his ears cold golden eyes the shined like fire against grey skin.

"Pitch Black..." Riddle said as the boy lowered him down.

"Oh... You know who I am?"

"Yes... You see I've learned a lot about you... The Goddess killer. The world bleaker. From all the remains of the ancient archives..." Riddle said smirking slightly at the man before him.

"Really?" Pitch said raising an invisible eyebrow. "How do you know something about that? I thought any mention of the old days were forbidden by the gods for whatever reason... But you should have no gods or goddess or God in your world. I personally saw to that."

There'll be a god soon enough... he thought to himself while Asher stalked off brooding in the darkness.

Wonder If he'll make me sharpen his nails later...

"Asher..." Pitch said quietly not even turning around to face him but raised a beckoning finger over his shoulder.

Asher gulped and an instant later something hard smacked into the back of his skull nocking his down painfully face down on the hard ground.

"Didn't I tell you... to have your hair neatly combed whenever I happen see you? Especially when he have guests?" he said coldly frowning at the boys fallen figure.

"Haven't I always told you that?" he said casually.

"You were so much more easily handled when you were a mere Fearling..."

Riddle looked at the boy's fallen figure frowning slightly.

"Hmm... So... why are you even here?" he asked turning back to Riddle as Asher gingerly got up spitting some dark blood out of his mouth.

"I believe you already know..."

"The fact of how you are even in this world...?"

"Precisssely..." Riddle said as the snake curled around his shoulders.

...PRESENT...

Asher threw the door of his room open throwing his winter soaked coat near a chair by the fire that he was just about to sit down on when he noticed something on the desk.

"What do you want. Najina?" he muttered watching the snake twist and curl around on his desk hissing at him all the while as he held out his hand as an egg appeared on it out of black sand.

"This...?" Tck! Its not like you'll be getting this back any time soon. Blame your... partner for that."

The female snakes' unblinking eyes glared at him before moving off the desk and disappearing under the bed.

Asher rolled his eyes but walked towards the bed crouched down on his hands and knees and crawled under the bed and an instant later he found himself in a very familiar cave with an all to familiar figures standing over him frowning slightly.

"Onyx... you did well with following my orders." Pitch said plainly as he watched Onyx get up and brush the dust off of himself.

"So... he did well surviving that world for a good few months with no one noticing." Riddle said twirling his wand between his long fingers.

"But... what about Frost?"

"That guy is none the wiser about anything. He's too busy with... that werewolf..."

"I see... good then things will work out more smoothly then I thought possible." purred Pitch.

"But... one more thing is to be done and to do that... you are to go back there and kidnap this Lily person..."

"Kidnap... Lily?" he said his eyes wide in slight shock that he quickly covered up.

Sure she was annoying at times... but still... he rather...

Pitch sighed and with a movement of his fingers black sand a small but deep cut appeared across Asher's cheek.

"Do not question me, Onyx."

"Of course... father."

... ... ... ...

She had found him in the woods when she had gone for a walk with her sister standing there among the trees and the snow just standing there under the fallen frozen soft ice. When he had seen that she was looking at him he left his spot between the trees and walked where she was on the snow covered bridge over a frozen lake.

Something in her told her to run.

She frowned slightly seeing the scar on his cheek but when she had reached a hand out to touch it his hand shot up and brushed it aside.

"Sorry..." he muttered... "I just.." his voice trailed off.

Lily smiled softly at him then her eyes widened and she turned to her bag saying something about giving it to him before they had left.

Asher looked at her. Her back turned his face showing hints of reluctance.

"Idiot." he thought as he walked closer to her but before he could do anything Lily turned to him holding something silver and red in her hands.

"Here! I made this for you!" she said pushing it into her hands.

Asher blinked and then looked at when she had put into his hands.

It was in the shape of a lily in a miniature vase. Small and frail looking and transparent. It seemed to be made out of glass.

"You... this is... for me?" he said his eyes wide.

"Of course!" she said and then turned dreamily towards the frozen lake sitting down at its snow covered bank.

"You should really come here in the summer... it's so pretty! There are many swans!" she said and then turned back to him and frowned slightly.

Asher looked at the small pendent his eyes wide with shock and clenched it in his hands.

"Hey... are you...?" Lily was interrupted when Asher sat down next to her and wrapped his arms around her his head barred in her neck.

"You shouldn't... you shouldn't have gotten close to me... he whispered to her neck his unnaturally cold breath tickling her flesh.

Before she could ask what he meant suddenly she felt something hit the back of her head and blackness consumed her. Before she passed out three words met her ears.

"I'm sorry..."

"HEY!"

*What Asher/Onyx was reading won't show up again in this story I'm afraid but you can read more of it just read my other work called Daylight disdain if you're interested.