Tears fell from my eyes as I remembered all of the pain and suffering that I caused. My body had no strength left after having to use that spell, so my knees buckled from under me. Sobs wrecked through my body as I looked around at all the others that were in the room. Shock, pain, anger, and or sadness was on the faces.

I bowed my body forward, placing my forehead on to the cold hard floor. My tears fell faster as my mind went to my brother, to the talks we shared and to his death; killed by that dragon slayer. I felt the capture weapon slacken, only to be replaced by firm, warm arms. For the very first time in a long time, I felt safe. I felt my body being shifted so that my face was pressed to a firm chest. I didn't care it was, I hung on like my life depended on it.

My tail curled around my legs, trying to feel some more sort of security. Exhaustion from the spell, painful memories, and from the relentless tears, I finally went into a dreamless sleep.

*Third POV*

Aizawa hung on to that teenage girl, though she doesn't seem to be after they witnessed the memories of her past. His arms tightened further, but he made sure not to hurt her physically. He looked to the other faculty seeing Midnight in tears, and the others misty eyed. He himself was disturbed, angry, and sad at the thought of her being under control of someone who wanted to cause harm to innocent people.

If you look closely, you could see small scars adorned her face, her hands and many others, big and small, all over her body. A significantly large scar was going down the side of her next and disappeared under her clothing.

Aizawa picked up Ysmir and carried her to Recovery Girl. As he walked through the halls, he glanced down at her every now and again, making sure she was not in any sort of discomfort. Her face scrunches up as she dreams. He readjusted her, having her head on his chest, her face calms at the warmth and instantly relaxes.

Once making it to the clinic, he placed her on one of the many beds. Turning around he came face to face with the one and only recovery girl. "Oh my. What happened to this dear girl?" She questioned as she approached the slumbering girl. "She over exerted herself, while telling use of her past." Aizawa answered the elderly woman. "She most certainly be staying here for a while," Recovery Girl summed. Nodding his head, he turned to leave, only to stop. Looking over his shoulder at the elder. "Please let me know when she wakes up," He walked out without a reply from the woman.

Shaking her at him, knowing he became attached to the young girl. Recovery Girl turned to Ysmir, "You are certainly a handful aren't you. He usually isn't like that with teens, but I guess you are a special case." she hummed with a small smile on her wrinkled face. Going back to her desk to continue her paperwork, she left Ysmir alone.

Ysmir POV

Wind and snow harshly blew passed me as I try to conserve what little heat I have. 'If only I was in my dragon form, then I would be protected from this storm,' I thought to myself. I slowly open my eyes to take in my surroundings. The Throat of the World, I was very surprised and even more confused.

I slowly stand only to hear, "Lok Vah Koor!" The storm faded and left a clear starry night, the moons shining brightly. I slowly turned around, having recognized that thu'um anywhere. Tears flooded my vision, there stood my beloved brother, Paarthurnax. My feet moved and soon I was in my brothers embrace. Hugging his muzzle and head pressed against his, I felt as if I became lighter.

"Meyz briinah, drem hin luvve," (Come sister, stop your tears) "Zu'u los het," (I am here,) He spoke, soothing me. Pushing my body to the junction between his shoulder and his neck. I lay down next to him, his body curled around me, covering me from the chilly night.

His head found its place on my lap. I leaned more into his warm hide, forgetting about my trials and tribulations, along with my sorrow and pain. "Zu'u lingraph wah bovul hin zeymah," (I longed to see you brother) I whimpered out to him. My tears now long gone, for I had run out of tears to shed. "Geh, zu'u lingraph fal hin briinah," he returned, but he was not finished, "I have missed you so."

I lifted my head to look him in the eye, anger filled my soul. "Dinok wah faal dovah kriid, for he has taken you away from me." ( Death to the dragon slayer) I told him as he nudged my head with his, "You must awaken, briinah, dii sil fen kos voth hi." (my soul will be with you) Soon everything faded, and true to his claim, I felt his soul within me.