BEFORE NIGHT AWAKENS

By Sickle Sword

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Disclaimer: Don't own nothing bla bla. I'm really beginning to tire writing that. The next chapter I'm simply going to "forget" it. Let's see what the TV lawyers are going to do!!!

A/N: This chapter is going to be a bit. . .different. But it's really important to the rest of the plot even if it seems weird right now.

succubus-69: Oh, thank you, I try very hard to make it as sad as possible. What can I say? I'm a tear-vampaire! HAAAA

AK8 : Am not telling if he's going to die or not, you'll see already. Just bear with me and I promise that things will get clear.

denna5: Yes. . .I guess it was. It was really hard for me to write it, too. But it really helps that I really like to torture my favorite characters. ;)

Nemesis' Arrow: AMAZING?? (Tear hanging in the edge of my eyes and whispering in gratitude) thank you

rafiki : He's dying, not dead yet . .there's always hope! (Not when it comes to my stories since I really enjoy making them tragic and which way better doing that besides killing the hero? But . . . well, you'll see already!)

Hi there!

You don't know me, yet. You will. Not because you will want to, but because I am everything and am found even inside the void itself. I am in you, in your dreams and thoughts, your desires and the things you hold dear the most. Yes, I am even within love. Yet I am above love, beyond nature, space, dimensions and time.

I do not live by the laws of the world that lies underneath nor succumb to the pace of time. I am beyond time's reach and can manipulate it to my convenience, just as it can control me. Since I am beyond it, tenses do not apply me. Nor the laws of nature, physics and the once which were invented in order to protect their makers from their own kind. I am not in need for wormholes and spells to pass through time and space, I am only a viewer. And as one, all time is present for me. What I am about to tell you has already been told and if someday you will envision my deception of form, you will never be able to tell whether I am real or not. For it doesn't matter. Because for you I am real just like for me yesterday never existed.

My place is high in the monarchy of the sky for I have witnessed both heaven and hell, and I have came from each one of them intact, my soul seeking retribution from what was stolen from me.

Life.

I will avenge my death.

My story will never be mentioned in the pages of history as it is subjective, and my place will not be found there. For the writers of the course of time had already made up their mind- there is only place for one. The one you wish to accept.

You will never accept me. I am different from you, from everything that is considered beautiful and normal. Your nights are my days, and what you call darkness is the place I call home. My place is tiny in the sea of fortune you have always taken for granted but that was never given to me. My part is small in the realm of the living. But my piece is large in the plane of humans. Of you and your kind. I am essential for you all for I am everything that you avoid knowing and consist with so much passion. I am the ghostly savior of the underworld that deserted me and in time, it will pay the price as well.

I do not fear hatred, elements or fear. The eye of the storm cannot catch me nor can the dimmest pits of hell. I know their secrets and more than once while trying to capture me they bowed in humility against my powers. I only fear one thing- him. Only he, whose power compared to mine, will be able to fight me. He alone will have the chance to win.

Yes, as I am the ruler of the world underneath, he is the one who is in charge of the world of the living. He consists all the powers of his plane. Kind of like a king, you might say. And he is the only one who can bring me down. Prevent me from being unstoppable, a sick joke of the universe that decided the day I was born out of the void that there has to be balance. I cannot rule alone.

He is my mission and I am his. Once the task is completed, only one side will survive. The winning side.

If I am the one to win- there will be no tomorrow to either of you, pathetic mortal beings. And all the things you foolishly consider as good and (tfu) pure, will cease to exist. Foolishly, because as for you 'there is no good or bad, only power' cliché is just a manner of speaking, for me this is much more. This is a way of life.

If HE wins, Satan merci the souls of the sinners, those who seek manipulation and dishonesty will have to shriek and hide under the ground for million year from the rage of the earth, until another me and him will be created. Bummer. Trust me on this, you don't want a world that has only good in it, look at Hava- she chose to eat the forbidden fruit. Not because this was easier or because she was traitorous, but because living lives without temptation are not worth living. Even HE has few skeletons in his closets.

So how come he is still considered good? No idea. Ask the creator. He will surely know.

We are two sides of the same matter that were forced to fight against each other. We were set in stone years ago, when man first learned how to make fire and were foreseen eliminated only by the same fire that made us originally. Passion.

He and I are linked in the most magical, sacred and phony link possible- we came from the same womb. But as he was presented to the light, I have only seen darkness.

I am much more than your fictional bogeyman; I am your most fearsome enemy for I am you. I will bring to surface the things you preferred were stayed buried, yet for the sake of the world- I will bring them up. I am your worst enemy and ally.

I protect you from him.