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Emma stared at the shadowy figure, Night's Sky apparently, just stared at them with it's unnervingly familiar eyes. It looked very hostile, but unmoving. Emma looked at Mist. She looked very tense, not taking her eyes off of the apparition before us.

"Nice to see you again, Misty." The voice that came from the being was not like any

other voice she'd heard before. It almost sounded broken, like it was coming through a bad walkie talkie but clearer, less static, and more voices speaking different languages in the background.

Mist stiffened even more at the sound of the name. "You know that's not my name!" she yelled at the thing.

"Always was to me at least. Who's your little friend?"

Quietly, Emma stepped behind Mist so she would be blocked from view. It didn't seem to matter because she still felt the ghostly stare from the entity.

"What are we going to do?" Emma whispered to Mist, who's tail flicked slightly to show that she had heard her.

"Her name is Emma."

"Cute name," Night's Sky moved so Emma could see them better, "It would be a pity if something were to happen to her..." A murderous grin crept along her face, her thirst for blood was strong and sent a cold shiver down Emma's spine.

Mist was visibly nervous, faintly she murmured to Emma, "When I say go, run." Emma nodded, hoping that they could both make it out of this situation safely.

"Look Sky, you don't need to do anything to hurt anyone. Let's just talk this out."

"Oh but it's been so long! You thought you could get away from me, from all the fun we had with your other friends. No Misty, I can't just pass up this golden opportunity." Night's Sky started walking closer to the two, causing them to take a few steps back.

"P-please, I don't want any trouble..." Emma managed to cough out.

"Oh but with me, trouble is all you'll get." Night's Sky walked closer and closer, at this point Emma and Mist were basically pinned to the trees.

"Sky, I think you should just GO!" Mist summoned all the magic she could and aimed it at Night's Sky. Emma leaped as far as she could, reluctantly leaving Mist behind her. She could hear Mist yelling at her to keep running and not to stop but eventually exhaustion overcame her and she had to catch her breath.

Luckily no one had followed her but the sadness of possibly never seeing Mist again was too much. She had lost her mother when she was very young, her father and sister left her not long after that. She had to fend for herself, only feeling like she belonged when she met her friends in the forest. But they weren't here right now and the feeling of being ok again came shortly after she met Mist. Now mist was gone too and it was her fault. She started to cry, she was alone again, truly alone.

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Mist's blast of magic made Sky take a stumble back, and that was it. They straightened up, eyes mocking as they said, "Is that all you got? I'm disappointed. Well, if it's a fight you want, you'll get it."

The entity footed into the air, chanting, dark ribbons of magic flowing around them. Mist knew that she needed to bide Emma enough time for Sky to lose interest in her, which could be harder than she could hope.

Mist dodged a blast of dark magic, summoning a long chain, and whipping it around them and pulling the shadow to the ground, hard.

Sky's amber eyes filled with anger as they teleported away, only to find that the chain was still around them, and their face in the dirt a second later. Mist grunted with the effort of trying to keep the entity from doing anything dangerous, but was unprepared when Night's Sky broke the chain keeping it from doing anything and used it against Mist, throwing her to the ground.