I walked down the path, not feeling the slightest bit nervous, as I always had in my nightmares. I guess it was because I knew I wasn't just a normal kid anymore, but a powerful mew with powers and confidence that I never had before. No matter what I found, I would fight it, and maybe then it would stop haunting me, and I could go on with my life without having to be a mew, without the threat of loosing another person close to me. I wouldn't let another of my friends die because of me, and I knew that whatever was in the woods was looking for me, otherwise I wouldn't be dreaming about it.

I followed whatever it was that was calling me, just like in the dream. I heard the sound for the first time, but I didn't stop walking, like in the dream. I continued on, and not even a minute later I heard it again, closer though. I started feeling nervous, but I kept my steady pace, still walking towards the thing calling me. I heard the sound the third time and I whirled around and, just as I had suspected, it was standing there, right behind me.

What I hadn't known, through this whole thing, was what I would see. I still couldn't remember what it was that I had seen in the dream. Just like the dream, my eyes widened and I screamed. I hadn't expected this. Of all the possibilities I hadn't expected this. The thing in front of me had long, black hair, bluish silvery eyes, pail white skin, pointy ears, and dark blue robes.

Deep Blue.

He looked at me, his face straight, eyes full of evil. I took a step back, my hands flying to my mouth. An odd, malicious laugh came out of his mouth.

"Are you surprised to see me, Yuki?" he questioned.

I couldn't answer. My voice was gone and I was frozen with fear.

"I saw that that idiot Nariyuki couldn't kill you, so I decided to kill you myself. I must say, you are quite a rebel. You remind me of myself." He studied me.

I felt a flush of rage on my cheeks and go through my body, "I am nothing like you!" I screamed. That rage was coming over me once again. I couldn't control it. I lashed out and attacked him, he dodged it, but it scratched his cheek.

He chucked, it was an eerie sound, "You would be surprised, young Yuki, how much we are alike." He whipped the blood off his cheek.

I attack again, and he blocks it, and then attacks me. I barley get away. "I'm not like you. I don't kill innocent people. You're evil." I say as I get to my feet, the rage still burning like a wildfire inside me.

"I know you better then you do. What about Akinori? He killed your best friend. If you were to see him again, wouldn't you want to kill him?" his eyes were burning into mine.

"Of course I'd want to kill him, but that doesn't mean I would." I snapped, "Besides, he isn't innocent. I'm not going to kill him though, I'm going to turn him over to the police. The police can't handle you, however, so I'm going to get rid of you myself."

"No you wont." He said, a smirk on his face.

"And why not?"

"Because I'm sharing a body with your father, and if you kill me, you kill him."

He attacked me and I was in such shock I didn't have time to get out of the way. His sword slashed across my chest, sending me flying. The only thing going through my mind was that he was in my father's body, and if I killed him my father would be gone too.

What was I going to do?

Sorry It's so short people, but I just thought that would be a good place to stop. R&R!