In this small cell, the only thing that I can see is elluminated by the dying moonlight. Morning is coming, and I am unprepared. I have no lawyer or alibies. I look down at the rusty cuffs at my hands. The same idiodic question runs through my head for the millionth time "What am I going to do?". For the last time I tell my self "I don't know." But the question still won't go away.

Thinking about all the murders I'm being charged for is a painful feeling. Though I couldn't stop any of them- or could I have? As I consider this, I feel the color in my face drain as the sun starts to rise. "Am I really guilty...Nii-san?"

This time, someone answers me. "D'Eon, it is not your fault. The Psalms will guide you."

I quickly turn to where I thought I heard the voice, but no one was there. I realized I heard it in my thoughts. "Nii...-san?"

I rest my head in my hands thinking I'm going crazy. I suppose I am. How can the Psalms help me now? I look over at the bars of the cell. They are just as rusted as the cuffs. "Could I possibly...?" I laugh at myself. "No...it's been years since I've even considered using the Psalms as a weapon or a defence...I barely even remember half of the meanings."

I look over again. "Although..." I stand up, "It wouldn't hurt to try." I close my eyes and think of the one that Lia always used in a battle. "Lord, make them feel true terror. Let them remember that they are naught but human. In the beginning was the Word." Nothing is happening. I sigh in disappointment and my consious is saying "Told you so." I should have known...those words would have only phased a gargoyle. Not slice prision bars in half.

Just as I think that, my cell shakes. I look over at the bars and see that they are shaking and becoming weaker. Finally they break and the shaking stops.

"Oh, God..." I think.

"D'Eon...go." Says the voice. This time I know it's Nii-san. How could she be with me though? She only possessed my body once...how could she have returned?

I laugh. "Nii-san? Will I really relive the adventures I did so long ago? I can barely walk a mile."

"You may be forced to, D'Eon."

"Right..." With that, I run as fast as I can, no looking back. As the early morning sun promises me nothing for this day, I realize that now I am a wanted man for crimes I did not commit. And no one is here to help me.