I've re-modified the prologue, yet again, due to... slight changes in my rough planning. Added descriptions and such, so if you're ready to read it again, then do so. Explanations on changes at the end and well, I'm just not feeling too good, 'specially since no one pointed out that I've been misspelling Satoshi's last name wrong for the past... however many chapters, so I've been kicking myself for the whole week. In any case, once I finish re-modifying all the chapters, all grammatical and spelling errors SHOULD be fixed up. Enjoy!

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Daisuke: What is WRONG with you?!
Seena58: What?
Riku: What happened to the standard disclaimers?
Seena58: Oh, uh... I lost 'em.
(gets chased out of the room with the help of flying razors {you'll see what I mean}) - sorry, couldn't resisit.
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Prologue: Uneasiness / Awakening

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The night sky was a deep blue shade, with a few gray clouds splattering the effect like a painting just recently finished. Times had come and gone, and still... ones job was never done.

A boy looked out his bedroom window, watching the night sky silently. He didn't feel tired, despite the lack of sleep he'd received because of last night's 'job'.

Niwa Daisuke, fourteen years, was a tall boy with spiky red hair and large amber eyes, which always seemed to gleam thoughtfully. As an only child, living in a large mansion had its ups and downs, and, in his opinion, if he didn't have any sort of company (despite it being spirits, anyway) he might have been lonelier. Staring out the window, the redhead couldn't help but shiver as the sky continued to get darker. Sitting back on his bed, Daisuke placed a hand gently on a white rabbit-like creature, With (or Wiz), which was sleeping peacefully, and sighed in resignation.

Another voice in his head, which he knew wasn't just him talking to himself, spoke to him so suddenly that he jumped in surprise.

Oi, why ain't you sleepin'? It's buggin' me.

DARK! Don't DO that! Daisuke clutched his chest, as if afraid his heart might explode, Don't just... start speaking to me! That was too unexpected, and YOU'RE supposed to be ASLEEP.

How can I, when you're still awake? demanded the voice of his alter ego impatiently, You're just standing there, sighing and thinking of somethin'. That ain't like you, Daisuke, and even then there's the whole... ordeal of you not being able to sleep, even though you should be tired after last night. Something's going on... are you thinking over the line about one PARTICULAR person?

No. What makes you think that?!

Oh, you know... you SURE you ain't thinking about Riku? pressed Dark, a note of suspicion in his voice.

NO, Daisuke repeated firmly, although he suddenly felt hot, and it was a cool night outside, actually, I just feel really uneasy... like something's going to happen.

Hm... I know what you mean, replied Dark thoughtfully, do you think Hiwatari might be planning something again?

No... it isn't that feeling, Daisuke stretched out on his bed, pulling the covers over him and closing his eyes, maybe it's just my imagination...

Probably, agreed Dark instantly.

... that's nice, you could've been more considerate..., Daisuke thought with slight bitterness, I'm going to sleep now. Night, Dark.

He fell asleep almost instantly, and a tall shadow fell over him. It was Dark. His dark purple hair swept over his eyes and, as he sat next to the bed and watched over the other boy, there was a look close to sadness or pity on his face, which was unusual, to his standards.

"Daisuke..." he whispered, shaking his head slightly, "what is this that you're feeling?"

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"Help us... fading... the pain..."

In a circular room, complete with stained glass windows on all sides and no sign of an entrance or exit, a single person stood there, suspended in midair and surrounded by a large crystal-like substance. Her eyes fluttered slightly and she raised her head slowly, slightly.

Her hair was a deep red colour and wisps of it floated in her prison weakly, and her eyes, which were glazed over, was a brilliant shade of orange with a hint of red. She blinked slowly.

The moon filtered through the glass windows and onto the crystal entrapment. Deep cracks began to form in it and a weak voice echoed in the room.

"You must... help us... powers are fading..."

The prison shattered and pieces of crystal flew everywhere and scattered on the floor. The girl fell to the cold floor heavily, groaning slightly. Struggling to get her body to function properly, she passed a hand weakly through her hair and then, getting into a sitting position, muttered a few words. A bright light silently surrounded her body and then faded. She got up, breathing steadily, and took a look at the moon.

"A full moon," she whispered, throat dry hoarsely, and she swallowed, "is it finally time...?"

She frowned and then sighed; "It seems like I have no choice now."

Closing her eyes, a pair of wings - which emitted a gold aura - appeared on her back. Flapping it experimentally, she nodded to herself before opening one of the windows and flying out.

As she left the room – where she had been trapped in for many years – a picture passed her mind: a sleeping boy, another person watching over him, and... a warm, yet fading, presence, which seemed to hover around them like a ghost.

"Already weakening," she whispered, "I have to find her or it may be too late... for all of us."

The power was going to vanish soon, she knew, but to restore the power was harder than just taking over it, and she felt a heavy responsibility descend upon her. It was all too much to take in after a long time of isolation and entrapment.

Unknowingly behind her, snow began to fall, the breeze picking it up and sweeping in a sudden violent fashion.

The power was already weakening.

Time was starting to fade.

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Now, a bit of an explanation of why things were changed:

1. Well, my description of the night wasn't the best, and still isn't the best, but I'm trying. Not to mention it adds mood to the scene, right?

2. Voices talking? I don't know why I did that for real, but it seemed to fit right in, so there you go!

3. Tried to put more description with the girl since, well, it's nice to have descriptions that feel right and, once again, set the mood and everything.

4. If you read the old one, then the girl would be babbling about the 'Darkness' growing and all that, but it's never mentioned again. Since this type of manga doesn't use fantasy-fighting it just didn't seem right, so I'm keeping the action out of this one.

5. Oh yeah, I have a thing with the 'Darkness', so that's why... I like short lines to end it, so that's why, obviously. I think it covers the topic nicely, don't you agree?

Oh yeah, before I forget. For you old FoT readers, you'll notice that the second part of this prologue is completely different from the last one. There are reasons for it, obviously, but that's later in the story. Reviews are welcome, as usual, and I don't mind you actually commenting on my writing, 'cause that will help me try harder. I guess since I'm so late in the rush, many people won't be there (I've noticed) so it's a pity. Thank you for those who have written and supported me and all that, and besides, who said that you have to have romance to make a good story out of this?

-Seena58