Elyon nodded. "Yeah. My other side only wanted me to know that I couldn't hide forever from what I am."

(sorry I havent been on in so long. I have been on vacation.)

"You dont have to hide anymore. You can now make peace with your pain." He said. The world around them changed to a field covered in flowers of multiple varieties.

(It's okay. It's nice to hear from yoy again.)

"What about you?" Elyon asked. "You and your past."

"I have a interesting peace with myself. I know I was and still am going to be used for a destructive purpose. So I know my time will come soon. I guess I just always ran away from that fact though." He said pulling out a flower, another one growning in its place.

Elyon glanced around at the field full of flowers. She sensed a deeper feeling of remorse; there was something more to Django's dreams.

"Though you were made for destructive purposes, you can choose otherwise," Elyon said.

She released Django's hand and sat down among the flowers. The white dress she wore in her dreams settled down around her. She looked up at him.

"I chose not to destroy. That dosen't mean I can't. I was created to kill as a weapon and just like any other weapon, I can be controled. I have freewill but it can be taken." He said. Suddenly a piece of the world shattered like glass. The world was disintigrateing.

Elyon saw what was happening and closed her eyes.

"Django, wake up," her voice echoed softly. "Before the dreams overcomes you."

"Holy Monkey butter!!!" Django said wakeing up from his dream. "That was crazy....I need a drink." He said getting up and walking to the fridge.

Elyon stared straight ahead as she woke up. This feeling was new to her; she didn't have to fight to suppress her other side. It just wanted to balance itself.

She lay down on the bed and turned on her side, tired from everything. Then she was asleep.

"She must be exausted. Mabey I should leave her alone for a bit." He said walking out the door."Good night Elyon."

Elyon woke up just enough to notice him leave.

"You don't have to go," she murmured. She breathed in deeply.

Elyon sighed and closed her eyes, falling farther into a deep sleep. Her dreams were sweet and pleasant.

Elyon rolled over onto her side and opened her eyes. She yawned and sat up in Django's bed. Dim sunlight poured in through the windows of the dorm. She grabbed her backpack, which had somehow survived her ordeals up until this very moment, and shoved her dry clothes into it. She changed into a clean, white dress that reached her knees and flattered her short figure.

She went into the bathroom and looked at herself. Her aunt had always told her she looked like a child. An angelic child.

After relaxing some, Elyon changed into a pair of jeans that were frayed at the ends and were torn at the knees. She changed into a slim white tank top that hugged her as much as the jeans did.

The deprived hunger she had supressed in the past month surfaced again then. Her eyes turned coal black; Elyon licked her lips and allowed her other side to take over her. Her body became taller and her white hair longer so that it was waist-long. She opened the window of the dorm; the cold air blew hard through her. She sat on the window's ledge and looked down at the ground. She jumped and hung in mid-air for a few seconds and then hit the ground, catching herself on all fours.

She ran into the forest to hunt.

(To the Forest for me.)

Elyon retreated back into her own room, gathering her backpack and dried clothing from Django's. Her room overlooked the forest; it was handy in case she felt hunger. The two pieces of long white hair floated after her as she walked down the hallway. She licked the blood from her lips; others stared at her as she breezed past them.

She closed her door behind her and changed into a pair of jeans and a white tank top.

Elyon collapsed onto the the grass. Her other side retreated back a little; she appeared less like a little girl and more like a young woman.

Elyon looked up at the cloudy sky and ran a hand across her forehead, wiping the sweat away.

Django was out cold next to her, mumbling in his daze. "...get away...don't..dont make me kill them..."

Elyon placed a firm hand onto his shoulder and shook him.

"Django, wake up."

"huh...Ow..I think I crashed.." He rolled over onto his side and went back to sleep.

Elyon shrugged and closed her eyes, facing him. Her body grew warmer as she changed from her dark form into her normal one. She turned on her side and dreamed quietly.

(Ignore this!)

Kirric and Tom appeared in their room. It was just as they'd left it. Kirric set about stoking up the fire, whilst Tom paused. He went over to Nips old bed amd sat there for a moment, before spotting his picking tools, and daggers. He started to quietly collect his brothers stuff, laying them out on his bed before placing them carefully in a box in the cupboard.

"Hey, I'm heading down the cafeteria for a bite, want to come?"

"Nah" Kirric replied "Thought I'd get some sleep"

"Ok."

Django woke up hours later. "Hmm...That was a nice nap." He picked up Elyon and walked back to her room.

Elyon stirred in Django's arms and the first thing she saw were the stars in the sky. It was night.

"How long have I been out?"

"Dunno. Hey, is your door locked?" He said standing infront of it.

"Yeah. Let me down."

Once she was standing, Elyon bent over the keypad and typed in a seires of numbers and letters.

She glanced at Django while opening the door to her dorm.

"Sorry about the lock. I'm very stingy about that kind of thing." She waved at him as she plopped down onto her couch. "Come on in, make yourself at home."

"HAHA!! You just said the 4 worst words I could ever hear. Make youself at home!! CANNONBALL!!!!" He sprung from his spot and landed 2 inches away from Elyon on the couch. "Perfect dismount!"

Elyon leaned in close to him and smiled.

"It's okay. My room has top maintenance; I can clean up anything."

"Nice place. Better then mine anyway." He walked around. "Which is your room?"

Elyon got up and opened the door to her bedroom. The place was clean, the walls white along with the bedsheets. A window seat overlooked the forest; the window was open, letting in a gentle breeze. The room was dark with the moon shining in.

"This is it. Do you want the light on? I usually don't need it because I can see perfectly in the dark."

She sat down on the window seat and stuck her head out the window.

"I dont mind the dark. I can see what I wanted to see anyway." He sat next to her and kissed her on the cheek.

Elyon smiled a little at him. "Yeah, okay."

She kissed him.

"The moon looks beautiful tonight...but not as mutch as you." He held her close and kissed her back.

Elyon wrapped her arms around his neck.

"Thank you," she murmured against his lips. A blush warmed her cheeks.

"No problem..." He looked at her while his eyes turned a pale white and his gloves disintigrated. "Good night..." He steped out the window and transformed into his dark state.

Elyon watched as he left. She returned to her room and laid down on her own bed. She grabbed a book from her pack and started reading it, heart still beating fast.

"So this must be the dorms" Seraph said walking around "might as well find mine"

Django walked into the dorms, still trying to figure out his new powers. "Hmm..."

Seraph was looking around trying to find a dorm not occupied by someone.

"Huh...Hello there!" Django said looking at the person looking at all the dorms. "You must be new here."

"Yeah I am" Seraph said looking at the person talking to him.

"My name is Django. And you are?" He said extending his hand.

"Seraph" he said taking the hand.

"Well nice to meet you. If your looking for a room try the one across the hall." He said pointing to a door.

"Thank you" Seraph said walking over to the door and opened it "nice"

Ian walks into the dorm rooms, trying to find an empty dorm to through his pack at. He finds a room near the end of the room doorways and throughs his stuff in there.

"Might as well check this place out some more," Ian says as he walks out of the dorms.

Elyon fluttered her eyes open and took a shaky breath.

"Wh-where--where are we?"

"I landed us at the dorms. I figure I would have something to help you." He walked over to his door and kicked it inward. "I will be busy tomorow..."

Elyon nodded and laid her burning face against Django.

He laid her down on the guset bed and went to fix her a cup of tea. "This should dull the burning for a bit but its very strong."

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