11.

The next morning, Ienzo was sore; he felt it rather distinctly when he moved. There had been a little blood, the night before, but it had sorted itself out. He did not exactly feel enlightened, merely disappointed. He had wanted it to be good, or at least painless. He considered buying himself a dilator, considered spells. He knew next to nothing about sex magic; should that change? Or was he merely thinking too hard about things?

Likely the latter.

Aeleus was waiting for him at the kitchen table. "Good morning, Ienzo."

"Hello."

"You seem tired."

"I… am."

He cocked his head. Aeleus looked tired himself. "Is everything alright?"

Ienzo hesitated. He wanted someone to talk to; but how embarrassing was it to admit what had happened? That he couldn't even have proper sex with his own soulmate ? He also knew the longer his pause went on, the more Aeleus would be concerned. "Something did happen, but it should fix itself." He hoped.

He nodded. "I know we… are not so close anymore. But know I am a patient ear, Ienzo."

He smiled. "I know. And I appreciate it."

Ienzo made them both omelettes. He needed, more than ever, the neat order of cooking. Perhaps he was more upset than he thought; though he did know that increased emotionality was a side effect of his pills.

"Kind of you," Aeleus said. "You always were a little chef-though your idea of meals back then were a lot less palatable."

"I'm sure Even's been feeding you gruel," Ienzo said.

He cracked a small smile. "He never did see the body as more than a vessel." For a moment they ate in silence. Then, "Will you come with me to the Samhain meeting?"

"Yes. Moreover… I have… some interested parties." When Aeleus's expression did not change, Ienzo added, "They do not know who I am exactly. But these are also magic users. They sense me. And Demyx."

"I should like to finally meet him." He twirled his fork idly.

"I don't think of them mean any ill will. And apparently I've met Kairi. Though I do not remember. I never thought I would be an unreliable narrator." Ienzo shook his head.

"She was only four when she met you -I'm surprised she remembers as well. But given her magic… I'm not surprised."

"What is her line?"

"It has to do with the heart, and memory. Her power comes from within, unlike yours, which connects you to the magic of the earth."

"...Must be part of why she has a normal hair color." Ienzo sighed.

"Indeed. Ansem was fascinated by it, naturally. His own heart always was with the sciences, not… petty bureaucracy."

"As was yours, if I recall correctly."

"And now I use that knowledge to undermine Xehanort."

"If my parents had not passed, I wonder where you might have gone," Ienzo murmured. "All of you." This he did not remember at all; their deaths, comparatively speaking, had been mundane. A car accident, of all the things, and Ienzo's mother had been too incapacitated to use her magic to save them.

"I doubt that would've stopped all that came next. Dwelling on it will only cause you pain."

"...I know."

Aeleus scooped up the last remaining bits of egg. "When we go… would be best if you wore a hat. Moreover, we should split up."

"Then what should I tell Riku and Kairi?"

"There's an abandoned mansion in the woods. Tell them to meet us there shortly before nightfall."

He nodded. "Right. I'll have Demyx meet me here."

"Do you know if the boy has any combat experience?"

Ienzo thought of the afternoon with the Heartless. "I highly doubt it."

Aeleus sighed. "Very well."

The rest of the day, Ienzo waited with an anxious excitement for time to pass. His coursework provided little distraction, even though Eraqus had given him an independent research project. He dressed comfortably, but anonymously, and headed down into the basement.

The previous owner or tenant must've had plans to finish the space; there was drywall covering the cinderblock walls, but the floor had yet to be insulated. Considering their utter lack of possessions, it was mostly open, empty space other than the water heater. It had a damp, musty smell to it. Ienzo cast an additional ward on the door and sat on the blanket he'd brought down.

He took a deep breath in through his nose, letting himself feel it spread down to his lungs. He tried to slowly wake the magic, but it was a hungry thing, and rose immediately to his skin. Hence, why he'd wanted to do this down here. He kept breathing, trying to keep his thoughts orderly, calm. He could sense Aeleus moving around in his bedroom upstairs; Even was in the study, writing. Once he thought he was sufficiently centered enough, he stood.

When Ienzo was younger, the magic was more volatile, exploding out of him whenever he had a sudden wave of feeling. Sometimes this had a positive or neutral effect; making plants explode into growth, or suddenly having lights fly out of his hands. Others… not so much. Once a temper tantrum had knocked all of the books off of Ansem's shelves in his study. Controlling it had taken time; and considering how he'd grown up, he'd had a lot of time getting to know his own power. He could make people see things, hear things. Elemental spells came with ease, as well as healing spells. If not for his physical body, his power would be almost limitless.

Ienzo understood why Xehanort wanted him so badly. Ienzo could be a weapon. Else… a threat to be eliminated.

With the magic humming freshly and readily under his skin, he generated some fake Heartless for himself to fight, tossing his own emotions at them to make them unpredictable in this fight-his embarrassment, his shame, his disappointment. This settled… he struck out at them with a sort of fury, the blades of the magic sharper, their color more intense than he remembered. Was it possible that Demyx was not only masking him, but making his power stronger ?

All the fakes gone, Ienzo was breathing hard, and was sweaty. He noticed that the soreness in his hips was gone; the magic had healed it away. He was just wondering if it were worth taking another shower when his phone buzzed.

I'm here. Demyx.

They hadn't talked too much since their failed attempt at sex, not that it had been long. Ienzo wasn't fully sure what to say, but he did want to embrace him. He dismantled the ward and climbed back up the stairs. "What on earth were you doing down there?" Even asked, pouring himself what Ienzo was sure was his dozenth cup of coffee.

"Keeping myself limber-the way you tell me to."

Even just rolled his eyes.

"Demyx is here. Be nice." He crossed through the kitchen to the front door and hurriedly brushed some of the dust off of his pants. Ienzo heard rain pattering outside; it must've started recently. He opened the door.

"Lovely weather, huh," Demyx said lamely, lowering the hood of his jacket. "Hey."

"Hey."

A beat.

"How are you… doing?" he asked.

"Alright, I suppose. Yourself?"

"...Okay. Dunno if I should be nervous for this or not."

Ienzo ushered him in. The clothes he was wearing were much darker than normal. "All you have to do is look pretty and be near me."

A sigh. "Yeah. I know. Adventure, and all that."

Ienzo smiled a little. He leaned up to kiss him once. "One of my guardians will be going with us."

Even poked his head into the room.

"Good to see you again. Even, right?"

Even frowned a little. "You're-" He put a hand to his head. "I completely forgot that ruffian we met that afternoon had a name."

"...And not exactly a common one," Demyx said. "That ruffian is right here."

A faint blush rose in his face. "You'd better take care of him," he said.

"Yeah, yeah. That's my whole thing." A shrug.

"I think we'll survive," Ienzo added.

Even acted like he hadn't heard him. "You do realize how important his life is?"

"Do I realize. I was given this , wasn't it?" He pulled out the pendant. "Look, man. This is the only thing I can do right, so let me."

Aeleus came down the stairs then. Ienzo didn't know what he'd expected; Demyx's free-flowing nature was bound to clash with Even's anal-retentiveness. "Are you ready to go, Ienzo?" he asked.

"...Quite. Come on then, Demyx." Ienzo slid his hand into his.

The three of them headed out into the rain. It was a light fall rain, bringing with it freshness and the salt of the sea. Demyx lifted his head slightly, letting it kiss his face. "Rain always makes me miss home," he murmured.

"I know you are a… seeker," Aeleus said. "Where does your line originate?"

"Destiny Islands." The street shone faintly in the rain, especially as the sun set in earnest. Unprompted, Demyx added, "we… were what you'd call sirens. I didn't even walk on two legs until I was ten. Normally we can shift at will. Normally."

Demyx hardly ever talked about his past with Ienzo, even since some of his memories returned; he normally focused on more lighthearted minutiae of their days.

Aeleus's curiosity broke his usual quiet. "What was that like?"

" Really weird. Everything just seemed so dry , and my skin was so itchy . I felt like I couldn't breathe. The doctor just said it was trauma."

"Because you washed up on the beach?" Ienzo asked.

"Yeah," he said, and his eyes had gone distant. "All of a sudden it felt like… something was missing. That part of me… was just gone."

"I'm sorry," he said. "Truly."

"Have you tried, since then?" Aeleus asked.

He nodded. "No go. Almost drowned myself a few times, trying." With a laugh, but it lacked humor.

It was a miracle he didn't resent Ienzo, he thought. Then, given their bond, was that possible? He didn't want Demyx to hate him. "I have magic," he said quietly. "Maybe I can fix that."

Ienzo could see he was trying to bite back the hope. "You think?"

"What's the point of having this power, if I can't do anything with it? I will try. For you."

"Power should always be used to help others," Aeleus said.

"Is there anything else you remembered?" Ienzo asked in a low voice.

"Mostly just… stuff with my parents," he admitted. "Just normal… stuff. Are we almost there?"

Ienzo did not push it farther.

The trees of the woods only made the rain louder, the sunset still darker. Aeleus's flashlight soon became one of their only points of light in this darkness. Demyx squeezed his hand a little harder.

"Afraid of the dark?" Ienzo asked, only partially teasing.

"Nope," Demyx said, but it wasn't at all convincing.

The path crossed over with an old cobble road that must've been in use when the mansion was active, and eventually opened up into a clearing. The building must've once been beautiful, though now it was crumbling and derelict; its turrets had peeling shingles, its wide front windows were filthy and cracked, and the stained glass in its small clocktower had pieces missing. The black iron gates had been opened, leading to a garden with overgrown bushes and marble arches that were falling apart. Ienzo could just barely see Sora, Kairi, and Riku by the front door.

"You made it!" Demyx said cheerfully.

"And now my favorite boots are covered in mud," Kairi added, with a sigh. "Oh well."

Aeleus pushed open the double doors. Someone had clearly been through; candles had been lit in the rusty candelabras, and there were footprints in the dirt leading to another room. They stumbled over broken bits of inlaid parquet.

"You guys sure this isn't a trap?" Sora asked. "Seems kinda creepy to me."

"It is very safe," Aeleus said.

"I think between us we can handle a Heartless or two. What, you chicken?" Riku asked.

He flushed. "Am not!"

They followed this trail of candles into a small study which seemed normal until Ienzo noticed the trap floor; only Aeleus's quick hand stopped Demyx falling down the hidden set of stairs.

"Ever graceful," Riku muttered.

"Shut up ."

But the steps were strange; jarringly metal and modern, and very clean . Sconces shone dimly in the metallic darkness.

"Let me go first," Aeleus said. "Just to make sure." He disappeared into the other room. After a pronounced silence, where they all looked at each other, Aeleus added in an odd voice, "Ienzo? Can you come through-just you?"

"Wait," Demyx said.

"I trust Aeleus," Ienzo reassured him quickly. "There must be a reason."

Ienzo took a few steps… and realized why very quickly. With his magic so close to the surface, he could sense Aeleus's energy… and the energy of one other.

He thought his knees might give out, and he took another few halting steps. "Father." It sounded more like a bleat, a cry, then a word. "Father."

Ansem had aged considerably in the past twelve years. His blond hair, once well-kept, was longer, and there were more wrinkles around his eyes than Ienzo remembered, but the warmth in those eyes was still the same. "Well met, little Ienzo."

He couldn't help it. He all but threw himself into Ansem's arms. Tears he didn't realize he'd been holding in were suddenly streaming out of his eyes. It shouldn't hurt this much to see him again. He shouldn't smell exactly the same, like oranges and coffee.

"I wish I could've seen you sooner, child. I know." He could hear the tears in Ansem's voice as well. "You're so tall."

It took Ienzo longer than was dignified to stem the flow of tears. Finally he did, and pulled away from Ansem at least enough to look him in the eye.

"Look at you," he said softly. "I can hardly believe it."

He swiped at his eyes. Slowly, he took off his hat, letting his hair fall back into his normal style.

"You look so like your father."

"Where have you… been?" Ienzo asked slowly.

"In hiding. Much like you. But I have been… trying to devise a way for us to be together again. That starts here, with this resistance."

"You're its leader?"

Ansem laughed; Ienzo realized he'd forgotten what it sounded like. "Heavens, no. I'm not certain one could say we have a leader. Even so… I wish for you to have a good life, Ienzo, and for our people to be safe. This is one of the ways to do so."

"Are you… disappointed in me, then?"

"Why ever would I be?"

Ienzo found it hard to meet his eyes. "Risking myself… for whatever might come from this?"

"Not at all. Your determination to make change is admirable."

A beat of silence. Ienzo did not know what else to say. "I am… tired of waiting around," he said. "How can I simply go to school while the darkness advances? While Xehanort wreaks… what kind of hell?"

His expression darkened. "Yes… I believe they were going to speak on that tonight."

"...Quite." He paused. "Moreover…" He reached into the collar of his shirt and pulled out the pendant.

"Oh…" Ansem sighed. "Child, you must understand… they promised you protection. I did not know-"

"It came with a body? Even said the same." He ran his fingers along the glass. "He… is here with me."

"That is a comfort. And I understand… you may be resentful. Naturally so."

"My life has been without choice. Of course I want to do something now."

A small smile. "Of course."

"Would you want to meet him?" Ienzo asked.

"...Alright."

Ienzo felt oddly numb as he climbed the stairs. The others were waiting patiently; Kairi was braiding Riku's long hair as they watched something on Sora's phone. Demyx, on the other hand, had an anxious, pinched look on his face. "Are you okay?" he asked instantly. "You look like you've been…" He reached out to touch Ienzo's face.

"Come with me." He took Demyx's hand and led him down into that metal room.

Seeing Ansem, he gasped. "Oh-uh-your majesty-" He bowed a little.

"None of that," Ansem said. "My name is Ansem. A king in exile is no king, is he?"

Demyx's smile was very nervous. "This is why you were upset."

Aeleus, who had been tactfully silent, finally said, "I didn't want to say something sooner… lest it didn't pan out."

"Thank you, Aeleus. I know this was difficult."

"Sorry-I'm just shook," Demyx said. He pressed a hand to his forehead. "I mean, I knew you were the prince and all, but like-"

"...The prince?" another voice said from the stairs. Riku crossed his arms. "Sorry to crash the party, your majesty."

They would've found out at the meeting, but Ienzo felt the chagrin anyway. Ansem sighed.

"Oh my gods!" Sora's hands snapped to his mouth. "You mean this whole time you've been-"

"I kinda knew," Kairi said, with a shrug.

"You knew and you didn't say anything?"

Ienzo's blush deepened. "Yes, yes, king, prince. We've got it."

Sora frowned. "But if you're the prince-where's the princess?"

Ienzo cocked his head a little.

Comprehension dawned on him. "Oh! Sorry, I-"

"It's okay. And I presume you know you must all carry this secret with you."

Riku chuckled a little. "Why wouldn't I? Things just got interesting. Though I'm surprised you got this one to keep a secret." He thumped Demyx on the shoulder.

"Ow! Hey-"

Ansem laughed too. "These are the reinforcements Aeleus told me of, then."

Ienzo shook his head. "Quite."

He approached Kairi. "It is good to see you're well. And your parents?"

"They're good too."

"We should head in," Aeleus said. "It's getting late."

The next room was yet more metal, glowing panels on the floor adding extra light. A handful of people were already there; a woman about their age with a long brown braid, a young man with a scar across his face, a middle-aged blond man, and of all people-

" Yuffie ?" Demyx asked.

"Guys! Hey!" She was cross-legged on the floor.

"What are you doing here?"

" Resisting . Duh." She rolled her eyes.

"But how long have you-"

Her cheer faded a little. "Since my dad died last year," she murmured. "I kinda took it up for him."

Yet more voices from the doorway. "Sorry we're late," a woman said. "Believe it or not-the train was delayed." She had a bright blue bob. With her was Even, carrying papers and looking pissy.

There were a lot of people in this small room now. Ienzo knew that soon the air would probably start feeling stuffy. He had so many questions-for them, for Ansem, about this place, about Xehanort, about… everything. All of these magical fields brushed up against his, making him anxious.

Demyx rubbed his arm. "Power, huh," he muttered. "Yuffie. Who would've thought."

"Can we come to order, please?" the scar-faced man asked tiredly. "Lot of new faces today. I was asked not to point out the obvious about our special guest, so I won't. Why don't we go around and introduce ourselves?"

They did. Ienzo learned the blue-haired woman was Aqua, their longtime contact; she gave him a little wink.

"Why are we in this creepy basement?" Sora asked.

"Lotta power in this room," Riku told him. "Being underground helps keep it from being too obvious. The metal does too."

"The girls are keeping watch upstairs," the woman with the braid, Aerith, added. "They'll let me know if they sense anything."

The circle had reached him. Demyx gave his hand a small squeeze. Ienzo looked towards Ansem, who nodded once. Not only was he outing himself as royalty, but he was also quite literally outing himself.

Get over it, he thought to himself. These people all knew some level of persecution; would they truly care about gender? "My name is Ienzo," he said in a low voice. "But more likely… you know me as Ansem's adopted child… _."

He kept his eyes on the floor as the revelation filled the space, a mixture of surprise and smug knowledge in equal parts. He saw Even's lips flatten into a thin line, his disapproval clear. But he did not protest.

"I hope I may be of use to you. My power. I am tired of hiding and taking advantage of your good grace. Part of this havoc is because of me. I can't lie back and take it anymore."

The blond man laughed. "Well, we're lucky today, ain't we," he said around the toothpick in his mouth. "Not one, but three bluebloods. I see you there, Miss Kairi."

She blushed.

"All that power means something," Aqua added. "Given Ienzo's reach… if you're truly willing to do this…"

"A trump card to turn the tide?" Leon asked. "That would be nice, wouldn't it?"

"I am willing."

"It might give people hope, to know you're still alive," Aqua said. "If not the public… than the very least the other members."

"That this fighting isn't for nothing?" Ienzo sighed. "I hope so. Tell me everything. Please."

Ansem had said there was no leader; but the man named Leon seemed to be most comfortable doing the talking. He outlined the situation for Ienzo; Xehanort so far was determined to take the nation city-state by city-state, spreading his darkness across the nation from one coast to the other. He seemed to have created a second front as well, moving down towards them from the north. Hearing the casualty reports was… sobering.

"Why is nobody reporting this at all?" Ienzo asked.

"The masses would panic," Aerith said. "Not to mention… where would they go ? Twilight Town is safest at the moment."

"And the governments are just lying like dogs?"

"It seems… to a degree… Xehanort is willing to see some kind of reason," Leon added, his lip curling. "If a city surrenders to him… he does apparently offer some kind of protection to the civilians."

"The trolley problem," Riku muttered. "Better a few die than all."

"Quite," Aeleus said gravely. "Moreover… what of these Heartless? They've been breaking through the city wards, and apparently beginning to show some kind of sentience."

Aqua touched Even on the shoulder; he nodded once. "I've been looking into that," he said. "I'm afraid… the truth is not for the faint of heart." Ienzo cocked his head; Even scowled. "What? Child, you don't think I sit around all day doing nothing but wait for you to come home?"

Yuffie tittered. Ienzo's face heated.

Even gathered himself; his face lost all expression. "Heartless are supposed to be merely shadows, but the information I've been gathering… is worrying, to say the least." He shuffled through some of his papers. "There have been… disappearances, if you will, in these areas noted to have higher than normal Heartless populations. At first, it seemed as though these individuals were simply being consumed, as Heartless are wont to do, but… these Heartless are chatty. They mention something about their hearts, about hearts pulled from bodies… and knowing what I know about a person's heart and the way it is expressed through the aura… My working hypothesis is that these Heartless are being created from humans. Though how… I've yet to determine. Darkness can break physics, but so far all the casualties from Heartless have just been… bodies. I'll need to study further."

There was just silence for a long time. Ienzo looked at his palms. That Heartless he'd killed before he'd run into Dilan had been a person… he'd killed someone. A hot rush of nausea nearly brought tears to his eyes.

But they were suffering, he thought quickly. Then, could I have helped them become human again?

Even let out a long breath. "Moreover… there's some circumstantial evidence that Xehanort… is using some of my own personal research to forward his agenda." He grit his teeth. " That I cannot let go of."

"What kind of research?" Leon asked.

"I was looking into ways to create artificial bodies… to help those who have lost physical functioning. It was all theory , and yet… Cid found some concerning surveillance footage in Radiant Garden proper."

"The replicas…" Ansem murmured. "You don't think-"

"I've no idea what he would need bodies for , nor do I know how he'd animate them." Even was really getting agitated now.

"Someone has to find out," Aqua said. "I could investigate and report back."

"And be safe about it," Leon said. "If this is possible… we need to know."

There was a pronounced silence. "Could I do something with my power?" Ienzo asked.

"No," Even and Ansem said at the same time; Even locked eyes with the king once, his expression growing pained for a moment before smoothing to neutral. "No, it's simply too dangerous for you," Even finished. "They'd sense you in a heartbeat."

"Even if I went with him?" Demyx asked, the fear in his voice audible.

"It's not worth the risk."

Ienzo's fists clenched in his lap. "So what can I do," he said softly.

Leon's blue eyes (a cool blue, a normal blue) met his. "I'm wondering…" He began, drumming his fingers on his notebook. "How does your power… work with electronics?"

"I've no idea," Ienzo said honestly, his curiosity piqued.

"Cid," Leon said, still holding Ienzo's gaze. "See what you can come up with about the network."

"Shit, now that's interesting," Cid said. "Right on."

"So should I connect to this network," Ienzo said. "What then?"

"Think that depends on the true extent of your power. But potentially… well. Hope I haven't gotten too rusty at hacking."

Something to hold onto. "Right."

The meeting ended not long after that. Ienzo was reeling-between the information about the Heartless, and seeing Ansem again, he had no idea how he was supposed to feel. The others broke off, to talk to Leon and see how they might be of use; Demyx squeezed his hand. "Guess I married up," he murmured.

Ienzo smiled wearily. He could see across the room Even and Ansem in conversation, their expressions sharp, serious. After a moment, Ansem reached out to touch his arm. "Go on," Ansem mouthed towards Ienzo. "I'll see you soon."

Though Ienzo was loath to listen, he also knew that Even and Ansem deserved a proper reunion as well. He let Demyx guide him out of that stuffy room, back up the stairs, and out of the mansion. It was fully night now. "Samhain," Ienzo murmured. "I wonder if we'll see any spirits along the way."

Demyx shuddered. "I dunno. Not sure I want to find out."

He exhaled. "You're right-it's after dark. We should go home."

They headed back towards the forest. The rain was heavier now, the darkness thicker; Ienzo lit a small orb in his hand to guide them back onto the path. Demyx shuddered.

"It's alright, if you're scared of the dark," Ienzo said. "Fine, especially now."

"Some protector I am. Can't even stand the dark."

There was a whisper behind them, a crunch; Ienzo turned. "Must be one of the others."

"Are you… sure?"

"Take a breath. It's okay." Still, Ienzo moved a little faster. The whispering got louder.

"I don't know," Demyx said, with a trace of panic.

"We're nearly back on the street. They'll be repelled by the light."

The whispering surrounded them, a heavy smell of smoke, making the light in Ienzo's palm dim. Ienzo let the magic wake further, and found to his shock there were more Heartless than he thought.

"I can… I can take them. Don't worry." But Ienzo had never seen this many Heartless at once; he had no idea why he hadn't sensed them before.

There was a jammer.

"Saїx," Ienzo whispered. "Oh-Ansem."

"The others can protect him. We need to get out of here."

"Stay near me. I'm going to… take care of them." Heartless being made from people.

Ienzo… hesitated.

It was this hesitation they sensed, and they descended onto them, snuffing out his light entirely, shadows screaming.

Find boy find boy

Help me

Who's the other one?

It's hurting hurting hurting

Make it stop. Make it stop.

Where's my wife?

"Ienzo, maybe you should do something?"

It felt like something was tugging at his magic, making him feel weird, weak, numb-

"Ienzo!" A more desperate cry.

"I can't-I feel-" He tried to conjure magic with his palms, but it was hard to breathe.

" Ienzo ."

A burst of light, a smell of the sea, and suddenly Ienzo was even wetter than before, and on the ground. Demyx tapped his face; he was doubled, dizzy, his phone flashlight throwing his face into sharp relief. "Demyx? What…" He struggled to sit up.

"I… I did magic, I don't know how-they're gone. The ones I didn't kill I ran away."

Ienzo tried to gather his strength. The magic seemed to be returning, so slowly… "I smell… vomit."

"That was… me. I'm sorry. Just-thinking about what Even was saying-"

"Killing people," he murmured.

"But they're not people, they were screaming in pain, I heard it-"

"You did the right thing," he said.

Demyx helped him up. "It was… water," he said breathlessly. "Water, and… and light, I-I didn't even know I could-"

"A latent power."

"Triggered by you," he mumbled.

"Maybe you… can get your powers back."

"We need to get home," Demyx said. "I… I don't like the look of this place."

"I hope we were the only ones attacked," Ienzo muttered. He had to lean on Demyx heavily. "My fathers…" He pulled out his cell phone to text them. The bright screen sent a finger of pain through his right eye, and suddenly everything went black.