When There's No Light You Have To Have Fun

That's It! You're The Girl!

 I felt him brush against my skin. Holy cow, he was fast! Then again I had control over my powers and I didn't fly so he flew. He grabbed my arm and yanked me back. He looked me in the eyes and landed softly on the ground. His touch was soft but not cold. Funny because he was cold himself. Little bundles of snow fell like a symphony. I still wore what I had from the past and so did he. But there was a catch on my dress there's a little pattern on the bottom and I wore an anklet made by Jack which I still had on. 

 "You have to be her!" He backed up on me.

"No, no I don't," I spoke.

 "Yes!" He bended down. He touched the stitching on the bottom of the dress. He closed his eyes and smiled. Then he looked down at my left ankle, and there it was. 

"Um, can you please get up. This is uncomfortable," I tugged on my dress to try to pull it down but since I've grown into it, there's no use.

 Jack slowly arose, "You are Janelle." He looked me in the eye straight forward. "You lied to me! How dare you! I never believed that such a girl can do this to me! How I was fooled."

"Jackson, look I can explain!" I reasoned with him. 

 "No, Janelle. Don't come with that," He stormed off. "And don't call me that!"

"Jackson, I don't care what you have to say," I ran to him yanking his arm to me. "Do you wanna know the truth?"

 He just looked at me.

"Okay, fine," I took a deep breath. "I was the one who tried to save you! And, and remember that girl you tried to save?"

 "Yeah," He folded his arms. 

"That was me, all me!" I turned him around. "Jack now you know why I couldn't tell you okay."

Just then I heard a neigh of a horse. It swept under our feet and Jack and I got into fighting stance. 

 "Jan, why didn't you?" He began to speak when the nightmare was in back of him.

I kicked it and swong over him to kick the next one, "Because you wouldn't have believed me."

 "Well isn't that the whole thing? To be believed in?" He yelled. 

"Well you don't know me," I said. "You don't even know who my father is."

 "Why don't you tell me?" He stood blasting a nightmare with his staff. 

"My father is the one who tried to kill me!" With my light ball I shot through four nightmares.

 "And is this his doing?" He looked at me with concern.

"Maybe. But I think it's time for me to go," I looked down and I took off into the air.

 "Janelle! Janelle!" He screamed as the nightmares came up with me consuming me into the darkness.