• Not a soul noticed me as I darted by, hopping on rooftops that I had once explored. I had to think about why I chose to believe that monster. The fiend, Abbys. I remember only a small part of what had convinced me to join him. After being ranked the top Dimension Jumper again, I felt as if I was untouchable. This overconfidence did me no justice at all. It was during the departed invasion that I had been fooled. Re-animated corpses walked the streets of New York City, the city I was forced to protect. I was fighting off the millions of blood drenched monsters with my Psychic powers, when a robbed figure suddebly appeared in front of me. Followed by a black fog of pure dark aura, this person stood still, and silent.
    He rose one badly scared arm and all went still. The monsters froze instantly. He dropped his arm, and they fell into the concrete street. I felt the sudden urge to attack, and I charged at him. He merely thrust his arm out, and I was sent hurdling, yards away. I felt weak because of this...and angered.
    I charged again. The same process. I tried again and again, to no avail. I felt weak and feeble now. Then he spoke.
    "Foolish child." He spoke swiftly. "You're power has a limit on it. Unlike mine. I can call forth as much power as I feel. And only those with enough willpower can go beyond the limit." His words enticed me. "I can teach you my ways. However, you must apprentice me, and do as I say.
    "Why has my power dropped to such a feeble level?" I asked blankly.
    "Apprentice me child, and there will be nothing you cannot accomplish."
    I felt the urge to join him. I had no common sense, I had to follow. He stretched one arm backwards, and a swirling portal of darkness appeared. He stepped through and disapeered. Without any thought, I followed him. Sealing my dark destiny forever. Is there no way to redeem my angelic aura?


    Now, I need to know. Should I post the rest of the flashback, or continue with the present?