AN: WHOA. It's been quite some time since I've updated this story. I've been incredibly busy (Yeah, yeah, I know, excuses, but it's true.). I would really like to thank my loyal readers who've stuck around this long, and new readers who have made it this far without giving up on these characters. I noticed yesterday was the one year anniversary since I published this story, so I knew I had to write something else. It took a while, since I had to reread the 68 pages I'd written on my laptop to be sure I remembered all the details, but it was worth it. This chapter is all about self discovery, a concept I've been toying with myself this past year - who am I? What is my purpose in life? I wanted to really convey that, especially with this underdog character Esmay who had seemed weak in previous chapters. If you need to reread a few of the previous chapters to remember some details, I totally understand. And since there isn't much left in this story, I promise I won't take a hiatus again... And I will definitely update a few of my other fics as well. Thank you - and remember, please review, follow, and favorite!

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ESMAY'S POV

Have you ever faced something so terrifying, that your entire body seizes up and you can't move? Your lungs tighten and you can't breathe; you sweat profusely.

That's how I feel right now.

This whole time, I've tried to be brave. I haven't let anything stop me. But I've only been able to do that because I haven't been convinced anything could stop me. But now, seeing these helpless people across this lawn and having the knowledge that Set is preparing to murder me, I am frozen. Any ounce of bravery left in me has fled my body, leaving me an empty shell of fear.

I hear Cassidy and Liam yelling at me, telling me to move. But I can't. A tear rolls down my cheek. This is the end… my end.

Suddenly, while I continue to stand there, a faint voice plays in my head. For a moment, I am afraid it's Set, trying to control my mind. It is only as it grows louder that I begin to recognize it.

"Brother," I whisper to myself. Another tear streams.

Esmay, a small voice coos. I'm so sorry.

I whimper. "What do I do?"

I know you're strong. You're so strong. You need to use your powers.

"I can't!"
"Who the hell is she talking to?" I hear a frustrated Cassidy groan from behind me, but I ignore her.

Yes you can. Do you know why I died? I wasn't powerful enough. Remember what Cassidy said, how a descendant is born the day after one dies. I had been failing in my training. I was hopeless. When our mother got pregnant, I knew I would be dying soon, to make room for someone worthwhile. I was useless. But you - you are special, May. You were born to utilize powers I could never fathom. And now, it's time to use them.

"I'm scared."

Of course you are. I am too, and I'm dead! May, I never even got to meet you. I died because I was so pathetic! But you aren't. You were born for greater purpose. This fear you have - forget about it. You won't die. You are important. You're special. Please, use your powers. Save the world.

"How!? How do I do that! I don't know what to do!"

Yes you do… And his voice fades away. I know I am on my own now.

I glance down at my locket, which begins to glow. But it isn't the same glow I'm used to, the orange light that told me there was a door I could open or a passageway to explore. This light is blue. It shoots behind me, and I follow it with my head. I see what it shines over: the people sprawled on the lawn. Liam, attempting to distract Set. Cassidy, screaming wildly out of fear and anger. Eddie, probably dying out of love for Patricia. I finally understand. They all have something to fight for, something I believed for so long I didn't have. Now I get it. I have my brother. I have my friends.

I have the world.

My seemingly perpetual state of stillness ceases, and I feel my legs start to scamper across the grass. Before I know it, I am bolting across the grass, running rampant towards Liam, Cassidy and Nina.

I am tired of fear. I'm tired of looking over my shoulder every time I turn a corner. I am tired of Set.

"I'm sorry," I say, breathlessly, when I catch up to them. "I'm sorry I was so distracted. But not anymore. I'm ready to end this.

Cassidy smiles, and Liam stands tall, fists clenched. My locket glows even brighter, and Nina notices hers does the same. The lights in Cassidy and Liams' fists shimmer.

I look at the three of them nostalgically. I know it's a weird time to feel emotional, what with there being a demon looming overhead, but I don't want to forget this. I really don't.

"We can do this!" I scream. " We're all tired of you, Set!" This time my anger is directly vociferated at him. "There may be only four of us able to stop you right now, but we don't need five. We need the will to do so, something to fight for. That's more than you'll ever know!"

I look at my friends, who share the same glance.

"Ready?" I ask. "One..two…three!"