Word of my Miracle Tears got around fast. Everyone asked alot of questions. However, I felt guilty. If these tears had come when my father was dying, could I have saved him? I lay awake, late at night, in the cockpit which had been cleaned up. Torn was noticably asleep. His legs were kicked up on the steering panel, his eyes were gently closed, and his face was peaceful. I was staring out of the windshield, where snow was gently falling. Little tiny crystals, so fragile, yet so bold. The little snow crystals were piling up on the windshield, making it hard to see. Eventually the gentle display soothed my mind into sleep. I awoke with a gruff yet soft voice calling my name.

Torn: Janovah...wake up.

I opened my eyes and the first thing I saw was...white.

Torn: We have to go soon.

I tilted my head in Torn's direction. His eyelids were a little droopy, and his voice was raspy and drowsy. I began to pack my things, my compass, my map, everything. Torn checked his supplies, and armed himself. I strapped on my pack and armor, and reloaded my gun. Although I wasn't sure what we were going to need weapons for. Torn didn't say anything to me or look at me much. Was he mad at me?

Janovah: Did I do something wrong?
Torn: No.
Janovah: You won't talk to me or anything.
Torn: I'm nervous.
Janovah: Why? Have you been here?
Torn: Last time...I was here with the Krimzon Guard looking for Dark Eco Crystals. I came to a bridge of ice, and after everybody already crossed, I was last and I fell through, down to a ledge and got hurt real bad. Over a year of Physical Therapy. I've been afraid of heights ever since.

His eyes were low, and his expression dark. He turned his back to me and lifted hs red scarf thing up to reveal a long, wide mark on the back of his neck. He dropped the scarf back down, turned in my direction, and looked into my eyes.

Torn: After that I quit the Krimzon Guard. I teamed up with the Underground, and the Shadow promised I wouldn't have worry about doing missions in high places.

So that's why Torn quit. Not nessesarily because Praxis was evil, but because he was hurt...But both had dangers, why pick one over the other?

Torn: When I was in the hospital, I didn't exactly get good treatment. People thought I was a wuss for being afraid of heights after the accident.

Well that conviently filled in the plot-hole.

Janovah: I'm so sorry, I had no idea.

He reached out and touched my cheek again. Despite the bitter cold, his hand was warm, just I remembered it to be. He leaned foward, and pulled me gently forward and we shared a warm passionate kiss. This was the perfect moment, quiet and tranquil. We continued to kiss, and we fell back to the floor. I could feel his breath close to my throat, when the door on Torn's side flew open again.

Sli: OH MY GOD!!

Has she made it her mission to annoy the everlasting crap out of me? We were sharing a moment, here! Torn had a pretty annoyed look on his face. Then he got a devious smile on his face.

Torn: Can you give us twenty minutes?
Sli: We have to go now! You two can roll around in the sheets later!

I could not help but to find that funny. I burst out laughing.

Torn: I'm sure you'll understand SOMEDAY, hopefully.

Torn got off of me, and stretched.

Torn: It's still dark, man!

Indeed it was still dark, and freezing cold. Torn helped me out of the vehicle. Sli stared disapprovingly. She slammed the door behind us, and small icicles tumbled and shattered from it. The cold stung my skin as we headed to the back of the vehicle. Sig already had the Gila Stomper ready to go. I loaded my pack into the back of the Desert Screamer. Torn dropped his weapons and ammo into the back. He got in on the passenger side, while I took the driver's seat. Sig was driving the Gila Stomper, while the others were in back.

Sig: Don't go too fast now, Cherries. It's your job to drive ahead and play scout. It you see any metal heads coming this way, let us know. Just don't go too fast and leave us, this puppy is not built for speed.

I started up the Screamer, and lightly pushed the gas. If this thing can handle sand, it can handle snow. Torn installed a radar on the dash outlining our position and where we were going. Pretty soon we were going good. Torn stood up in his seat and had his scraf over his mouth and nose to protect them from the ice that was now falling. He had a pair binoculars on, looking for metal heads.

Janovah: Not much farther now...any sign of danger?
Torn: Nope, not yet.

I finally followed the radar to the site. It was a large wall of solid ice, but with an eerie glow to it.

Torn: All the pure eco we can get is in there.

Torn pointed at the wall of ice. The Gila Stomper pulled up behind us, and the others unloaded explosives. Jinx put down a very large barrel next to the wall.

Jinx: You might wanna back those up there, Jakky Jr.

I pulled the Desert Screamer to a safe distance. Sig pulled the Gila Stomper next to it.

Jinx: Keep your heads down! 3...2...1...

BOOM. Ice shattered everywhere. a large chunk fell on my head and I black out for a minute. I opened my eyes and saw Torn looking at me with a worried expression. My head hurt like hell.

Torn: Are you okay? A giant piece of ice shattered on your head!

I was a little discombobulated.

Janovah: I'm a little dizzy. But I think I'm alright.

We hopped out of the Screamer and saw where the ice wall was, there were chunks of a clear substance littering the ground. There was one near my foot, I bent down to pick it up.

Sli: Don't touch it! What did I say about doing stupid things?

But I didn't listen. I grabbed it. The air was going thin again...but I wasn't changing in appearance. Instead, out of nowhere, a Dark Janovah claw came out of my chest. Then the whole arm, and the body. Dark Janovah was free. There was no wound on my body, but I saw the monsterous creature standing before us.

Dark Janovah: Yes....I am FREE!

My dark self had seperated from me.

Everyone was petrified with fear as the creature sped off. Now it was different; I was my own worst enemy.