• "It's happening again!" A voice called into the darkness. Fear laced every word. It echoed off nothingness, back to its self with no one to hear its desperate cries. But who would help it? It didn't even have any form. It was nothing, not even dust in the wind. If it had a face, Tears would be steaming down it. It just hurt so much. The emptiness in side, and outside of its heart. "DARK! KRADE! " It Screamed, It believed they were the only Beings who could help it, and it was right. But how could they help? They were gone, both sealed away. Never to be seen or heard from till God only knows when. "I don't want it to happen again!" It cried "Unless you want that to happen you must destroy me now!" It Shouted, Straining its voice to shout so loudly. "I know you can hear me! . . . Help me . . . Please." Its shouts turned into a soft whisper. A tear rolled down her check. She reached up and touched it. "No. . .NO!" She cried appalled by her new body. With every brush stroke her séances became more alive. She could feel the warmth of her tears, she could hear her own voice echo, she could taste the dryness of her mouth, and she could smell the fresh paint. She could now see her Painter. His Serious Face shadowed by the low Candle light. "No! Stop Please! Don't you realize what you're doing!?! You Can't!" She pleaded to the unknown Artist. He seemed not to hear her. "No! Stop it!" she pleaded again as the brush completed her beautiful long blond hair. "No! Help me!" She cried as she reached out her hand to the poor soul who probably had no idea what he was doing.
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    Darkness, only Darkness surrounded me. Where am I? Who Am I? These where the questions that came to me in my fist few seconds of consensus. Why Am I Here? Was I asleep? What woke me up? I lifted my head; a warm light seemed to wash over me. It felt good on my Pale skin. I slowly opened my Violet eyes, The Light was so Bright! I tried to move but my body was bounded in Chains. Why? Have I done something wrong? I couldn't remember anything, only the fact that I should be uncounsess. So why was I Awake?
    "Help!" A female's voice echoed all around me, the source unknown. I slowly looked around; all I could see was pure white. "Dark!" It echoed through the painted white to me, reaching out. Was that my Name? It's been so long.
    "Yes?" I asked in a soft whisper, afraid if I spoke any louder the world around me would shatter.
    "Help me! Please! Before it's too late!" The girl called to me, her voice seemed to be like music to my ears.
    "But I. . ." I began, but I was so very weak. Doziness over took me, my eye lids hung low.
    "Help Me! Or it will happen again! You must! I believe in you Dark! Brake free!" It echoed. A gray Feather floated down and landed on the chains on my wrists, holding me captive. There was a flash of light and the Chains were magically transformed into Dark Violet Ribbons. With ease I parted my wrist and moved my arms. I spread my Black wings out. It felt good to finally stretch them. I took off flying, leaving the fallen ribbons behind. I was free, free from what I didn't know but I know I was free. I flew to the source of the warm light, my exit. As I did I couldn't Help but think I was missing something.
    Daisuke sighed as he let the summer wind play with his red hair. He gave a care free chuckle as He griped Riku's hand a little bit tighter. Riku glanced up at him with a soft smile as they walked down the street of their home town. Everything about this day seemed just perfect! Riku looked to her left, at the sparkling sea next to them. The Sun was hitting the water just right, adding a special glimmer to it.
    "Oh Wow!" She breathed as she parted from Daisuke and went up to the stone railing to gaze at the scenery, Daisuke followed. "Isn't it just buitful!?!" Riku asked amazed by it all.
    "Uh hu!" Daisuke agreed shielding his eyes from the bright sun light with his hand.
    "You know Niwa, This would make a pretty good painting. . ." Riku's eyes soften just at the thought of it.
    "Ya really think?" Daisuke asked, looking at it all. Imaging what paints he'd use and what brushes he'd blend with.
    "Yeah! Oh! And don't forget that Bird over there!" She cried, pointing to a large Black bird in the sky
    (NOT DARK-KUN!!!!!)
    Its large black wings spread out, gliding across the sky.
    ". . ." Daisuke Fell Silent as past memories came back to him. Memories of when he had his own pair of wings like that. Well they weren't really his they were Darks. All most two years ago Dark was a part of him and he was a part of Dark. By Day he was little old Daisuke Niwa, But by night he was the famous Phantom Thief Dark. But it was all different now. Dark was gone, sealed away, back to where he be longed Daisuke guessed. Dark was now whole again with his other half Krade. He sighed as he thought about Krad and how Hatari was coping with his new life free from Krade's evil half of him. Daisuke often thought about Dark and Krad and how they were.
    "What ya thinking about?" Riku asked him innocently.
    "Hu? Oh nothing. . ." He sighed, looking back at the sighing sea before tem, anxiety lingering in his eyes. Riku looked up at him curiously. Riku's eyes gave a glimmer of worry back.
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    "Naomi doesn't touch." Her mother said strictly.
    "Yes Mom." Naomi Hiryu said sadly. She was standing in front of a rather dark, yet beautiful painting. She looked back at it, her soft brown eyes reflecting its sadness. The painting was of a young lady suspended in pure darkness. A Wight cloth was the only covering for her body. She griped it close to her chest as she reached out to the viewer with tears in her violet eyes. Her blond hair twisted around her in a wavy ponytail. Everything about this painting seemed wrong, like light touching dark. To anyone who saw it they would want to help the poor girl, but it was only a 2D image. Naomi started at it in aw, having a hard time believing her uncle was the one who could create such Beautiful but sad art work.
    "It's such a beautiful painting! I can't believe it's still incomplete!" her mother talked in the background.
    "Yes . . . but it's still . . . missing something." The deep voice of her uncle replied in the darkened room behind Naomi. Naomi blocked it all out of her mind, to absorb in the painting to hear anything else but its own voice.
    "Please, lend me your power." A sweet female voice whispered to Naomi in her ear. "I must set them free! You must set me free! It's the only way to avoid disaster!" Naomi stared wide eyed, the painting seemed to move! The girl reached out her hand with a soft smile. "Don't worry!" She said in a sweet incent voice. "It will only take a little, and then lend me your body so I can help my friends and everyone. I just need a little more energy to complete my spell." She said, her violet eyes even seemed to grin.
    "To become apart . . . of me?" Naomi Questioned in a whisper, reaching out her hand to the girl's.
    "Come, let us become one."
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    The Girl whispered, "Come, let us become one" as their hands touched. There was a burst of warm light; Naomi lost her breath for a moment. Hot air seemed to be blowing into her face. With a sudden pop it all came to a stop. Naomi opening her eyes, the painting still in front of her. The image of the girl remained the same, yet a bit less life like then before. She showed no signs that she had ever moved or spoke. Had Naomi Day dreamed it all? She turned to her parents, still jabbering away. The only one looking up was her Uncle, Probably just a bit over protective of his work. Yet there was something about his Glare like stare that gave Naomi the shivers. She turned back to the painting, wondering why no had seen it. She was sure it wasn't a dream! Or was it?
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    "Gah!" Daisuke sounded as an unknown force knocked into him from behind. There was a bright light all around him, it felt warm and inviting, somehow calming Daisuke, despite the face that he feared for his life! He leaned over the Railing; the force was just so strong!
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    Dark gasped as his memories came back to him, hitting him like a truck. Krad, the blackwings. . .Daisuke. Dark Soften as he remembered his last moments with Daisuke, how could he forget? He felt stupid and guilty. Yet what made him forget? There were still great big blanks in Darks Mind and needed to be filled. Something pierced through the painted Wight in front of him, could it be? It was a boy with fiery red hair and Wide Strawberry eyes. Yes, it was Daisuke, it had been a long time, and he hadn't changed much. He was suspended in his award pose of leaning over the railing. But to Dark, Daisuke's surroundings were pure Wight. Dark couldn't stop, he gasped, he was going to ram right into him! There was a 'whoosh' of air as dark Passed through Daisuke.
    "Daisuke!" Dark called as their souls merged to become one. Just like they were 2 years before.
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    "Daisuke!" a Fir voice called to him, it echoed in his soul.
    "Daisuke!?!" it again only this time clearer, and it had a different ring to it.
    "Riku?" Daisuke asked in a soft whisper. He slowly opened his eyes.
    "Niwa-kun!" Riku cried warping her arms around him. Daisuke blinked, he was on the ground. "You just suddenly fainted!" Riku cried, holding him close to her. "You scared me" she added softly. She seemed to show no sign that she had seen the light. Daisuke sat up and Riku Parted from him. "How do you feel now?" Riku Asked, Daisuke's eyes widen as a burning feeling in gulped his chest. His breathing grew short and frantic as his body became hot; he started to "feel funny". (LOL quote from the Manga/show)
    'Wait! I know this feeling but how!?!' Daisuke thought to himself as he looked away from Riku.
    "Daisuke-kun, what's wrong!?!" Riku demanded him to tell her as she moved to grab his shoulders. Daisuke jerked his body to his feet and sped off. Riku stared after him wide eyed, to confused for words.
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    Daisuke's breaths grew slower as he claimed down in an alley he had ran into.
    'Phew . . . that was close, but why did I feel that was in front of Riku?' Daisuke thought to himself. A nice cool breeze rolled in playing with his long violet hair. "WHAT THE-!?!" Daisuke cried when a lock of it fell in front of his eyes. He turned around and looked down at a puddle of rain water on the ground. He gasped in horror, on the murky waters surface he saw his reflection, but the face wasn't of Daisuke Niwa's but of Dark Mousy's! The forgotten face was now staring right back at Daisuke. "N-No way!" Daisuke shouted staring horrified, at his new reflection.
    "Niwa-kun?" Riku's voice asked softly from around the corner. Daisuke looked at the corner of his eye; he could see Riku's shadow coming around the corner.
    'I can't let her see me like this!' Daisuke thought franticly to himself. He noticed the low roof top of the building across from him. Using a running start and a trash can he managed to jump onto the roof in time before Riku came around the corner.
    "Niwa-kun?" she asked to the now empty alley way. Disappointment and sadness colored her face. Daisuke watched her quietly from the roof top. He forced himself to turn from her.
    'Sorry Riku, I'll explain later.' Dai Thought to himself as he leaped across roof tops to his home.
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