Well, it's been two months.. I can't believe how long it's been.. I haven't updated, and I've only been working on one story.. Well, here's this for now.. More at the end!

It was dark, cold. Like depths of the frozen North. There was nothing there, just, silence. Emptiness. Then, as if someone wanted to brighten the void up, a ball of light shot through the dark, rising higher and higher, until it started its descent., Instead of continuously falling, it landed on a surface, bouncing a few times, then started to roll, then came to a complete stop. It stayed there for a few minutes, until it was surrounded by a purple mist, shutting its light out. It then started to slowly solidify, changing into a purple, slightly larger ball. The ball rose into the air, a small vortex appearing above it. The ball passed through it, heading into a small dimly lit room, the only light source in the room being the dying embers from a fireplace and a candle sitting on a table. Near the table was a red rolling chair with a smaller table next to it. Lying under both objects was a red velvet rug, looking as if it had been just been made. On one wall was a bookshelf filled to the brim with books, both big and small. The rest of the grey walls were filled with paintings, some depicting legendary wars, others of certain people from long ago, like the Drake Angel, Aisha, standing next to her fire dragon, or the four legendary warriors who fought to save the Kingdom of Palmyna, facing off against the Malevolent Fallen God, Cardes. There were many more, but the most interesting and strange was a picture of a swordsman holding a black and white rapier, while holding a white staff with a crystal resting at its point, with white angel wings spread apart, seemingly flying towards something, ready to take action. The strangest thing was a sea of darkness followed behind him, either ready to consume him, or ready to destroy whatever was in his way. What he was fighting was a mystery, since the other half of the picture was torn off, so the swordsman was charging towards the edge of the picture. The ball paid no attention to these pictures though, as it hovered in the darkness, until it suddenly shot forward, hitting a wall. It then grinded against the wall, sliding around it, hitting a corner, then sliding again against the other wall. It was at that moment, two parts of the wall slid open, making a rectangular opening, light bursting through the dark. The ball stopped it's movements, dropping to the floor. A figure stood in the newly made entrance, it's arms at their side, as it walked into the room. The walls slid shut, closing off the light. They walked towards the chair, as they sighed. "Finally, some peace and quiet" they said to them self, their voice deep and powerful. He suddenly halted midway. He turned towards the direction of the ball, ball, as more purple mist surrounded the ball, until it suddenly jumped towards him, as if the mist threw it. The figure caught it in his hand, slowly examining it, turning it over and over. "Hmmm... I knew I sensed something". The figure continued to walk towards the chair, tossing the ball along the way. He turned and sat down in the chair, placing the ball on the table, as he grabbed a small box laying on the table, as he opened it and dug out a match. He pressed it against the ball and dragged it down, creating a flame. He quickly tossed the match into the fireplace, letting forth a great blaze that slowly dimmed down, revealing himself and brightly lighting the room. The figure was a young man with black scraggly hair. He was tall and brawny, with wide broad shoulders, and muscled arms and legs. He wore black pants, with armored boots, a grey shirt and a black jacket. He reached towards the side of the table and opened a drawer. He took out a smoking pipe and a lighter, putting it into his mouth and lighting it. He relaxed into his chair as he grabbed the ball once more. "This is the same power I felt outside... maybe that's what I got". He looked at it with curiosity, as he closed his eyes. As he did, the purple substance slowly turning back into a mist, revealing the light underneath. His curiosity melted away, as he frowned and put a hand to his head. "Of course, another of her experiments...". He paused, as something crossed his mind. "No... can it be?". He spun the chair around and rolled towards the bookshelf, stopping inches away from it. He grasped one of the books, and pulled it out. Instead of coming out, it stopped midway, and a click was heard. The book shelf split into two, revealing a room with screens on one wall. He rolled his chair into the room, stopping in front of a computer, a few dials and buttons, and a mouse. He looked towards the biggest screen, which showed only darkness, and nothing else. He laid his hand onto one of the buttons, which had an arrow pointing to the right. He gently pressed it, a box appeared in the corner of the screen, titled "Time", with numbers on the corner that were going backwards. His eyes lay on the screen, until something streaked upwards from the dark screen. He let go of the button, as he pressed a similar button with an arrow pointing to the left, slowly pressing it. The screen went up frame by frame, until he saw it. The very ball of light lying next to the mouse, flying through the dark, illuminating the screen. "That was...". His eyes widened as he looked towards the screen and back at the ball. His eyes dangerously narrowed, as he stood up, grabbed the ball and was wrapped in a violent storm of purple mist. When the mist died down, he was gone.

"Almost got it..." a girl whispered to herself, as she held up a vial of red liquid, nearly spilling the contents into a cauldron of swirling liquid, that crackled with energy. She was in a dark room, the only light was a spot light shining down on both her and the cauldron. She wore a white shirt and blue jeans, with her silver hair tied into a ponytail. The girl carefully tilted the vial, the liquid gathering at the edge into one big drop. "Come on... just a bit more...". All of a sudden, a door burst open, swinging back and forth, as a man with a smoking pipe in his mouth barged into the room. She loudly screamed, throwing the vial into the air, spilling the contents. "No!" she shouted, using herself to cover the cauldron from the liquid, tightly closing her eyes, but no liquid came. She opened one eye, slowly turning around, seeing a purple bowl holding all the liquid, completely still. She looked towards the man, who was angrily glaring at her, while a purple aura radiated from him, connected to the bowl. She blinked, startled, as she slowly stood up. She stared at him, while the bowl was pulled away from her, as it slowly poured itself into the vial. "Uh... any reason you're angry?" she asked, managing a nervous smile, but was quickly washed away, as he scowled at her. "I found this outside," he said, showing her a ball of light. She gasped as she rushed towards him and grabbed the ball from him. "and, from what I saw, it flew up into the air". He walked towards her, making her back into a table. "For all we know, they might have seen it" he continued, putting heavy emphasis onto "they". The girl stopped backing away, as she simply rolled her eyes. She reached into her pocket and taking out a cloth, and gently rubbed the ball. She smiled at him, as she let out a laugh, which startled the man. "What's so funny?".

She calmed herself down, as she set the ball down. "Oh you!" she said, as she tried her best not to giggle. "You and your they. People from beyond, watching our every movements, as someone tells our adventures, writing it to others.." she waved a hand at him, which got him more angry. He opened his mouth, about to shout, but stopped himself, as he took a deep breath.

"Whatever, you'll know what I mean when you see it right in front of you, when it's too late" he muttered, as he looked over to the girl, who was still polishing the ball. "What is that even for?".

"For this!" she shouted, as she clapped her hands, turning on the lights. Around them were many wires and books on the floor. There was a computer, now off, with a crack on its screen and the monitor smoking. She turned to a small device, seemingly the main things the wires were connected to. She attached the ball to it, as she madly giggled. It started to glow, as power surging through the wires, pure electricity shooting from the ball. The girl madly smiled, as the man grabbed her and surrounded himself in purple mist. He closed his eyes, and awaited the incoming blast... but nothing came. He opened his eyes, and let the purple mist evaporate, revealing darkness. All the lights were broken, some slightly flickering, but not enough power to light the room. "Woah..." she said to herself, as the man just looked at her.

"Woah? WOAH? That's all you've got to say! We spent years, no, DECADES trying to built this place, in fact, last year, we just got our power, and now it's-" as he spoke, the girl moved away from him, towards the direction of the device. "Um.. what are you-". He was quickly interrupted when a bright light blinded him, making him stagger back. He shook his head, as he rubbed his eyes. "What.. in all of Gaia, did you do?" he questioned the girl, as he looked towards her. She was holding the same ball, but it seemed to glow with an ethereal light. She slowly walked over to the same pot from before, as she tapped the ball on the rim of the pot, cracking it light an egg. She opened it, and out came a small strand of light. "... That's it?" he stormed over to her to watch as the strand finally touched the bottom of the cauldron. "What is it even?".

She giggled, as she turned to the bowl of red liquid. "They are memories.. memories of our vessel.." She took the bowl and dropped a small amount of it falling. It directly hit the strand, making it glow with a red light instead of its silvery light. She smiled, as the she grabbed a small bucket filled with water, and dumped it in, using her hand to stir, whatever it was she was making. She took 2 cups and dunked them in, presenting the glass to the man. "Drink it" she commanded, as the man simply stared.

"Drink.. that?"

"Yep!" she chirped with a smile.

"...No".

"You'll see what it does!"

"No".

"Please?"

"...Fine" he took the glass, and looked at it. He sighed, and raised the glass, the girl following him. "This better not kill me" he said as he chugged it all down, the girl taking small sips. When they finished, they put the glasses down. "...Nothing seems to be going o-" he stopped as he clutched his head.

"Just... relax..." she whispered to him, her eyes slightly glowing.

"Wh-what?" he questioned, but he never got the chance to continue, as he collapsed to the ground, the girl curling up beside him.

A young man with white hair carefully approached a yellow door. "Just open it already!" a young girl's voice shouted at him. He closed his eyes, as he opened the door.

"Ah, there you are" a girl with dark purple hair said to the same young man, as she clutched her kunai in her hand. They seemed to be in some sort of forest, all the trees and life stained with red. The man clenched his teeth, as the girl sauntered over to him.

"Let me handle this" another girl said, coming from behind the man, as she brushed her white hair away, revealing sky blue eyes. A light appeared behind her, as blades emerged from behind her, all eight pointed at the other girl. They both charged each other, yelling a battle cry, as blades and blood flew across the sky.

A metal giant roared at a big group some with weapons, others with nothing. Thunder rained upon them. They all jumped out of the way, as they proceeded to charge the giant. They all raised their weapons over their head, as they started the assault.

An ancient being roared, as it tightly gripped a purple katana, radiating darkness and anger. Shadows started to form around him, as he jumped towards a girl with grey hair and ruby red eyes. She only closed her eyes, seemingly awaiting for the blow as she held an amulet, which started to sign with a bright light.

A young girl stood in the middle of a massacre long gone. She wasn't crying, nor did she seem scared. She simply looked up towards a man who walked to her. He only wore a long coat and a black fedora, a white feather sticking from the side. He knelt down to her, brushing away her white hair, as they seemed to talk, but no noise came. Their surroundings changed, the bodies disappearing, replaced by trees and life, as they continued talking, for what seemed to be forever. They sometimes laughed, sometimes frowned, sometimes even cried, but continued to talk. The man seemed to finish, and was about to stand up, when the girl nudged him, making him look back. The girl smiled at him, as she asked him a question, a question that would cause him to make a big descision.

"What happened next?"

"Ngh.." the man groaned as he clutched his head. The girl stood up beside him, smiling.

"Whew.. that was fun.." the girl said, as she staggered around.

"What were those things we saw?" he asked her, a slightly annoyed look on his face.

"Memories of the past, no, the future".

"Memories of the future? What do you-"

"Shh," she quieted him, as she looked around. "Do you hear that?".

"...I do.. Who's there? Come on out!".

"They aren't just going to come out you know.."

"You're right... LISTEN UP! Whatever you heard, just know it was nothing. You never saw anything, you never heard anything. Just get out and move on!". A slight purple glow started to fill the darkness, growing brighter every second. "Just keep away... please... you aren't ready to know the future to its fullest extent. Just, STAY BACK!". The bright glow suddenly lit up the void, blinding everything, until all there was, was purple.

Percival's eyes shot open, as he staggered backwards. He looked around, noticing his surroundings. It was nighttime, and the stars were shining. He was standing on a dirt road, with houses on either side of him.

"Percy?" his sister said worriedly. "You alright?" He looked at himself, then his friends and sister, then the houses.

"I'm fine. Just.. saw something" he nervously replied. His sister was silent, looking at him, until her face lit up.

"Ok! Just wondering. You looked lost for a second" she smiled, and they continued walking, with Percival walking along with them, talking with his younger friends.

Hi everyone! Derpy here! I finally figured out what to do with this! *sigh* Finally!
Anyways, you might be wondering... well, maybe just me. What is this for? This is something Percival saw after he fell unconscious, but before he made a trip to the past. I wonder if you can spot the hints...

I'm starting the BadEndNight Series real soon. I've actually started to type it.. I just haven't finished.. :P Get ready! :D

Also, if you actually looked here, then thank you! It's been a while since I did this.. so yeah. Thank you!

Derpy, signing out. Bye! :D