~*~*~

She weeps, I know she does, and I know now that I've made the wrong decision.
In coming here I have not found any answers that will help us, instead I've only
found pain, anger, and questions that will remain questions always. I came here
as a last resort to save myself in order to save her; instead they'll do with me
what they will, like they've done with all the others. They will not save me;
they will not attempt to. To them I'm a human specimen, a guinea pig meant to
be poked and prodded, and open and closed as if I were a left over science
experiment from high school. I'm useless, yet useful, and I want to go home.

She cries, finding my absence possibly more unbearable than my presence has ever
been, something that I can't quite seem to understand. I remember going through
the same thing in our second year together, it nearly killed me, and I believed
I had finally killed her. This is different though, she has done nothing but
add credibility to my life, and I have done nothing but take credibility from
hers. I'm a thief, plain and simple. I take all her good qualities, and keep
them for myself.

And yet she still wants me back.

It warms my heart and scares me half to death, knowing my return will only be
more awkward and painful for her than my absence. To be honest though, I want
to go home, but I don't want to face her without the answers we both need, and
definitely not with the one big secret that I've been keeping from her, not the
one thing that can destroy her completely. Leaving her for the unknown is one
thing, but this blatant deception of mine will shake her to the bone.

But how can I not go back?

~*~*~

They're on the hunt, many vastly covering the space of the country uncovering
every stone, looking behind every rock, climbing every tree. They're on a
mission, search and destroy, looking for the perfect being, the only one who can
fight against them, the only one who can deflect their presence and save the
earth. They're unstoppable.

I will stop them.

Because they're after her. She's their prey, her and the child inside of her,
another sign of her destruction due to my quest, my presence in her life. It is
with my hands that she will be killed, although not of my own accord, only
simply because I was too weak to leave when I needed to.

I will fight alongside her for what is rightfully ours, for that child she
carries within her, a product of both our bloods. We are irrevocably tied
together for the rest of our days, however long or short they may be. Through
the union of our bodies, we have created solace, a safe haven, and I will die
protecting it, and her.

And although the entire ordeal led to a friendly embrace at the end, her close
call was enough, it's time to do what I should have done so long ago.

It's time to save her.

For both her sake, and our son's.

~*FIN*~

Shadows: It Begins
Shadows: Darkness
Shadows: Discovery
Shadows: Reflections
Shadows: Broken
Shadows: Destinies
Shadows: Freedom
Shadows: Breakaway
Shadows: It Ends