"There are certain instances in which a child will harm a parent, given the right impetus. Abuse can hasten this process. And the damage done to the child and parent when these malicious energies are released is often fatal to both parties…" An excerpt from Shiva's autobiography Pg 112 Sonix File ID 234.12

Shiva's eyes snapped open and she looked around before remembering where she was. Home sweet home. She sighed. She had been dreaming that she was back in Aries's roost again. I must be really getting hung up on this guy. She smiled. This fell however, and turned into a half formed snarl as she saw her father leering at her. "If you're expecting that runty friend of yours to come save you…" He chuckled darkly. "I swear that cry he gave when I carried you off was priceless. ' Shiva noooo!' he cried mocking Aries in a high whiney voice. "Stop…Stop it…" Shiva cried. He only laughed harder.

Something inside Shiva snapped. She didn't know what caused it. Maybe it was the look on his face when he had mocked Aires, maybe it was the way her mother simpered in his presence, maybe it was the shit she had been put through all of those years… All she knew was that she was pissed.

Females are not usually known for their fighting skills in bat colonies. Usually. Shiva's mother however had belonged to a long line of warriors who had participated in the various rebellions against the Owls. Damocles had forgotten that. Unfortunatly for him. Shiva launched herself at him wings flared, teeth flashing, a reddish glint in her eyes. He tried to raise his wings to protect himself but she brushed aside his defenses easily, her head darting in to slash at his unprotected flank. Her body sang with adrenaline, and his resistance only served to heighten her battle lust. She lashed out with her claws art his face, carving deep grooves in his cheek. He howled anew in pain and she snarled, " 'Just a love tap eh? This is for all those love taps you gave me, you ugly son of a- aaaah" Shiva reeled back and hissed in pain as his fangs lashed out and he scored a long perpendicular gash down her face and body. Thankfully he had been severely weakened but his sharp claws still did some serious damage to her. Another surge of adrenaline roared through her bloodstream and her jaws darted toward his throat for the killing strike.

She connected and her jaws instinctively clamped down. He struggled violently now, but she couldn't stop, her hatred drove her to clamp down, harder, harder. Finally he stopped and she managed to unlock her jaws. Blood spattered her muzzle and claws and oozed slowly from the cut. Her breath came in gasps as her battle lust left her. Damocles was only passably recognizable as a bat, her canines and sheer rage had seen to that. She was in a daze and turned to leave, but as she did so she looked back at Damocles one last time. He was glowing! The outline of a completely different bat lay in the same exact position as her father, it's wings were larger, it's snout and teeth more bestial than even her father's highly honed physique. And then she heard a voice in her mind. It was a male's voice, deep, sonorous, and dripping with malice. It was not Damocles. Even in his most towering rage he had never seemed this… evil. "You have the spirit of Zotz in you child…even my best warriors couldn't manage to do what you did. Had you been a Vampyrum you would be royalty… crowned a warrior." The voice grew darker "…but time is of the essence. You will pay for your insolence…and when the time of alignment comes, you will be the first I eliminate…" Shiva bucked mentally and the voice was thrown out of her mind. She flew from the chamber, her entire body aching. The cut burned now, and her vision swam with tears. She heard a voice in the distance, dimly registering. "Shiva…Shiva..where are you?" Aries flapped into view, and he cried out in joy at seeing her. "By Nocturna you're alive-what happened to you?" Shiva flapped toward him and breathed, "Not now…Sago…must see her…now." The pair limped back toward the main chamber, Shiva's wound dripping blood onto the rough concrete floor of the tunnel. Shiva's mind momentarily reflected that even as she had applied the killing bite to Damocles's neck, she had seen his eyes an odd unearthly quality, as if a being if immense age and power resided inside the confines of his cranium. It's not over…some part of him will survive…

Back in Damocles's roost the bat lay on the floor in a pool of blood unable to move. Paralysis, he supposed. A voice inside the back of his head snarled, My daughter won…you can't control me anymore. Goth used his spirit form's power to crush her father's mind back down into the confines of his mind. The pain sang, and he took a fierce joy in the keen edge which sang across his body. Diatra flew into the roost and hung above him. "Goth…you have failed. Zotz will not be happy with you for your folly." Goth coughed. A dark presence flared in the room, taking the ghostly form of Shiva's body. I am very displeased with you two. You have allowed your hatred of the Silverwings to spill into your treatment of the pair's child. My plan may have been set back an innumerable measurement of time because of this… "I attempted to suppress the birth my lord, kill the spirit link before gestation began, but the mother and father's spirits fought me. They 'loved' their heathen child too much to allow her to die." 'Shiva's' eyes narrowed. Zotz spoke. The events of the past do not pertain to those of the present." He turned to Goth's spirit form. I should eliminate you right now…as this failure is indicative of your headstrong nature. Never underestimate your opponent no matter the age… He fell silent staring at the two. 'Shiva's' wing reached up and covered her chin as he began to think. Goth waited with baited breath. Would his master give him a second chance? Or would he be fated to join Voxaco in Zotz's 'stomach'? Zotz looked up at Goth, his face unreadable.

I am merciful however…I shall heal you… and you can continue your mission. You were one of my most trusted servants…do not fail me again…" The apparition dropped to the floor and bent over the dead form of Damocle's body. Zotz re fastened his teeth around the corpses throat. Bands of bright energy spiraled through it's jaws and shuddered down the length of his body, wounds healed, blood reversed itself and in a matter of minutes Goth's body was healed. He shifted himself off the floor, and nearly doubled over as pain rippled anew through his body. "My lord…" he gasped, "Something's not right… the pain…" Zotz smiled grimly. The pain will remain there to remind you of your duties…and as a harbinger of what you will suffer if you fail. Complete this task, and I, shall rise anew and rule the world, and the Vampyrum spectrae along with me. Fail…and what you feel now will be only a fraction f what you will feel in my realm…" Goth rose into the air, feeling the pain course through his body.

Lysandra thought for a moment. "Let's lie low for a few days…give them a head start. It's not like they can get very far." Goth roosted beside Lysandra. "What is the sense in that?" She replied, " Zotz will be pulling the strings below ground. They will be pulled toward the emergence site." Goth murmered, "Now that only leaves the question of how to get 20 bats to willingly follow us into the forest? " The pair thought for a moment.. Lysandra suddenly gasped.

"How about causing a little disturbance hmm? I'll plant a sonic bomb in the echo chamber, you eliminate a few of the neighbors… we'll have half the colony following our scent within a night." Goth wrapped his wings around Lysandra and said, "So…who do we 'off' first?" She settled back in his embrace and chuckled, "Decisions..decisions."