Dark...dark...dark. That is what plauged his...her's...or its mind. It couldn't remember who it was anymore. All it could remember was...nameless faces. An evil man who lusted for darkness...a family and two guardians who wanted nothing more but to see one person safe again...then...somthing that sent a tingle up the spine of the being.
A boy...was it? It felt some wierd sensation from the the boy...his blood red hair...his blood red jacket and dark blue shirt...and jean's faded in color. The being felt so intune with the body as if they were one. Who was this boy, who laid lifeless in a vessel of darkness? Was he something important...? Good...? Evil...? Both...?
Darkness took the boy away again. The being felt the need to see him again, but it was binded...paralized. Its will told him to break free from the binds around it. It struggled...or wanted to. It could not feel its body move...could it even feel. Nothing more than the lust for the boy...the lust to see him again..to know of him.
A cry, a whimper, a wail, a scream, a whisper, a song. All at the same time came to the being's attention. The darkness showed nothing however...nothing but the evil shade that loomed before the being.
It felt like the darkness was now closing in on it. The darkness wanting to take it and never let go. It felt the air being sucked from its lungs, the blood from it's heart, the knowlegde from its head. It wanted to cry out, in pain and in loss. Yet no sound was given. Finally, the darkness had won, taking what seemed its soul. The eyes of the being closed after hearing and understanding one whisper from the darkness.
"The fire of passion, will, and power burns bright...may it never go out." It seemed almost soothing, but devious at the same time. The being lost all sense of time and feeling, losing what seemed it's own body.
The soothing sound of water and fish filled the air. The being woke up by the disturbance, its brown eyes looking into the bright blue sky. It felt heavly wet, soaked even, but remained floating.
It turned its head to the left to see water, the right, water. It was lost at sea one could say. It then began to sink suddenly. Panicing, it flailed it's arms about and found it's balance in the water, treding now.
It didn't feel cold however, only wet. It didn't like it, so it began to swim briskly to a nearby island behind it. Only about three trees and sand were on it. The being finally was able to put it's feet on dry land again. It coughed as sea water had gotten into its throat.
"W-where am I?" It spoke to itself, asking the open air. Its body quickly heated up on its own drying its skin and clothes. It looked about itself, the same clothes as the boy.
After the look, flashes of fighting, darkness, light. All came at once. The being held its head in pain, barely able to take the pain. It fell to its knees groaning then yelling in pain. After a moment, the pain subsided as the last of the memories came.
It took a moment to recooperate and stood again. It looked over to the water again finding a reflection. There he was, the boy. The being was the boy, everything was clear once more. He..was Blazen..back again.
"I-I'm alive?" Blazen asked himself. "I thought I had.." He trailed off, unable to remember now. Only darkness filled that memory. He fought to get through the darkness, but to no avail. "So...what have I missed?" He asked the open air, and moving a strand of blood red hair from his vision.