A/N: Written for Luna Tiger of Time Shifter. These would be in EC's second sequel (yes, it's supposed to eventually be a trilogy - HA HA) - Eternal Requiem (or Evanescence - I haven't decided which title I like better).

Unfortunately, I hate both of these so much, I probably won't actually use them. But hey, I get to use Terra for once. And Blues gets some screen time when he's not mindless. So, I win?

The campfire was the only illumination cutting through the darkness. The stars were hidden by clouds, and the moon had vanished for the next few days before it would slowly begin to turn once more, only a few short weeks away from calling to Hesparia's lycanthropes again. Even that one source of flickering, yellow light was almost too much for his eyes to take, and he was forced to shield them with one hand, his elbow propped on an upraised knee as he stared at the ground. He could hear Terra and Star just to his left trying to repair his sunglasses enough for him to be able to wear them. They only had to last until they arrived at the next village, but that was two more days away.

"I don't know what you're going to do in the morning," Star grumbled as the glasses fell apart in his hands again. "I can't fix this. Not without some sort of glue or something." Blues swore and idly wished the morning would never come, that the night would drown out the day until he could get his shades fixed. He liked the night, and it apparently liked him -- it was dark and surrounded him and comforted him. He did not like the moon and was greatful it was missing for now. The moon was bright and hurt his black, light-sensitive eyes. Not as badly as the sun, but it still hurt. The stars also gave him a headache, but only sometimes -- usually in the winter when the air was thin, making them shine brighter.

"Guess you'll have to pull an Elec for the next two days," Terra spoke, breaking into Blues' brooding. The oldest of the three started to look toward who spoke to him, but he immediately regretted it when the campfire blinded him, forcing him to quickly look back to the ground. Yes, he really, really preferred the night.

"What do you mean?" Blues asked once he was sure his voice would not come out as a pitiful whine.

"He wears a blindfold," came the answer. He heard a faint rustle of clothing as Terra shrugged. "You won't be able to see where you're going either way."
"I'm not holding his hand like some stupid toddler," Star immediately snorted. Terra glared at him and tried to think of some sort of cutting response to that, but all that came out of his throat was a light "blee" which only made Star grin and Terra fume.

Blues had to hold back a snicker when he heard that noise. He was still getting used to that -- Terra had a habit of bleating randomly, usually when he was trying his best not to. Terra, of course, did not find it amusing in the least.

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The wyrm's long tail slithered around the edge of the rocky ledge, wrapping around the stone so it could pull itself up from the lake just meters below. It shook water from its wings before reaching up with its forelimbs, curling its serpentine body upwards to dig its claws into the boulder resting precariously on the edge. Using its grip on the boulder as leverage, it pulled the rest if its long body up, iliciting a sharp, surprised yelp from its prey.

"You said wyrms couldn't swim!" Star yelled after giving Blues a solid slap in the back of his head.

"They can't," Blues snapped in response. "How was I supposed to know this thing would grab onto the ledge?" A long hiss interrupted his next remark and drew his attention back to the boulder as the wyrm's head managed to peek over the top. It was hard to see against the cloudy night sky, but there was just enough light from the full moon shining through the clouds for them to see the creature flare open its cobra-like hood, and hissing at them again and baring its long fangs. Blues looked back to Star. "Plan C." He pressed his shoulder to the large rock and began pushing as hard as he could, struggling to find firm footing as dirt and pebbles slid out from beneath his feet. "If we can push this thing over the side with the wyrm still on it," Blues managed to explain through strained panting, "then it should drag it down to the bottom of the lake."

Star swore and pressed both palms against the rock to try to help him, hissing as he pushed, "Plan C? What was Plan B?"

"To drown it!" Blues changed positions to place both palms against the boulder like Star instead of just one shoulder.

"I thought that was Plan A!"

"Plan A was to lose it in the swamp fog!"

The wyrm's tail unwound from the ledge and circled around the boulder to give it better leverage, and it managed to slide onto its chest on the top of the rock.

"What in Tartarus?" Star growled. "These things live in the swamp and are made to see through the fog! What kind of a Plan A was that!"

Blues jerked back, stumbling backwards a step as he narrowly avoided a fang-filled strike from the wyrm aimed at his head.

"Just shut up and push!" he snapped, putting his shoulder back to the rock. He could feel it grinding along the ground, but it wasn't moving fast enough, just inches away from the edge. The wyrm struck again as it slid further over the rock, its fangs grazing Star's arm.

Blee!

Blues looked up and glanced sharply over his shoulder into the fog, and his eyes widened when he saw a flash of green running toward them, splashing through the muggy water saturating the ground and rock.

"Out of the way!" Terra yelled as he ran up the incline and leaped, smashing his head against the boulder to give it the last push it needed. The wyrm shrieked as the edge collapsed underneath the boulder which fell with an enormous splash. The wyrm, underneath it when it hit the lake, was dragged down with it, its long tail slowly disappearing into the dark water.

Blues just watched the ripples fade as he caught his breath, Star sitting with his legs dangling off the edge. Terra merely snorted then glared at Blues when he felt his hand on his head, ruffling his green fuzz.

"Not bad for a sheep." Blues grinned, ruffling his fleece a little more. "Maybe it's not so bad after all -- you finally have a use!"

Terra bit him.

Many kudos if you know fromwhere I ganked that entiresequence. I've been dying to use it since I was 11.