Vera woke up early on the morning of her birthday with the oddest sensation of someone calling her name. She sat up and looked all around, none of her dorm mates seemed disturbed yet she couldn't shake the feeling. Deciding that the time for sleeping was past she pulled on an over-robe and silently slipped out of the dorm, slinking down the stairs she was almost unsurprised to see Rave already sit there. He was staring listlessly into the fire. When she got closer to her twin she was frightened to see tears streaking down his face in light cascades.

"Rave what's wrong." She asked her voice sounding uncharacteristically afraid.

"This is the end right? Can you feel it yet?" he whispered not turning to look at her continuing to stare at the red-orange wisps of flame.

"End of what?" she replied equally as soft, and her voice still holding that unfamiliar not of fear.

"Us. You know, how we can never feel alone because were always connected as twins and such? We'll still have the link but we'll never be that close again. I don't know if I can handle that Ver." He replied in a monotone rush, "I don't know if I can handle being alone." He continued turning to look at her his expression deadly serious.

"Don't be like him Ver." She was confused and frightened and wanted nothing more then to cuddle up next to her twin while they breathed in sync like they had when they were little. However that was not going to happen, the voice that was calling her name was getting louder and more urgent. Rave had shaken his head and was now saying something but to her dismay she could no longer hear him.

"Too late. It's starting." Said that unfamiliar distinctly male voice and she promptly passed out; Rave snapped out of whatever had held him and stood up rapidly. His shouts of her name fell on deaf ears as they woke up the rest of the students.

She was falling. Falling in a darkness that was unfamiliar and cold, she thrashed wildly trying to slow her progress but her movements did nothing.

"Someone help me!" she shouted desperately. Black eyes searching the equally black surroundings a cold laugh echoed around her.

"Silly little girl. There isn't anyone here to help you. Your alone." Said that voice again, cold and heartless almost teasing. "Help yourself." He intoned.

"I…I don't know how!" She cried out the darkness was begging to feel constricting. This was insane! Se was drowning in darkness, it was impossible. Wasn't it? Suddenly it wasn't dark anymore it was red and viscous. Her panic filled brain immediately supplied the only liquid that fit; blood.

'This is not how I want to die…drowning in a pool of blood; alone.' She thought vigorously struggling to surface, to find something to hold onto, anything!

'Please…someone help me…' she thought.

"Listen to me right now girl; this is all in your mind so stop it yourself. Or can you?" came that male voice again sounding completely unaffected by the liquid between them. 'Fine' she thought, accepting the challenge. She wasn't this weak, she didn't need other people. She didn't need Rave. Collecting herself she dove into her own mind pulling out images of open plains, rolling grass, the pleasant memories of home to replace this repulsive pool of blood. Opening her eyes the liquid was no longer red but a cool blue green of lake water with a clear shine of the sun. She swam upwards surfacing in her copy of the lake behind their summer manor. The rolling hills and straggling trees were all the same but she couldn't see the manor. She pulled herself out of the lake unsurprised to feel herself immediately dry, she had never liked being wet for long.

"Congratulations. I suppose sentimental memories need some purpose." Said the male voice from behind her, she stood and whirled about in fright glaring him. Her dark eyes met his blue eyes although he was much taller with pallid skin. His right eye was blocked by an old fashioned muggle surgical patch the thin elastic straps trapping unruly brown hair in odd patterns.

"Who are you?" she demanded, "If this is my mind why are you here?" He looked at her appraisingly.

"Excellent question, perhaps you aren't as useless as I initially presumed. However I have no answer for you." He said looking to the empty sky, "but your mentor might." The sky broke open and a flash of pure black lightning erupted striking the ground between them.

"Well Bexiel curse it! No fledgling has had such a guarded mind since well…Queen Senka." Said the new comer, a young woman with solid black eyes, even her whites were black. It was really odd.

"Who are you?" Vera asked beginning to really hate her lack of understanding.

"Relax little fledgling, I'm your guide. Here to give you the basics of your powers and …" she broke off spotting the man standing behind her. Black eyes widened in surprise and what was almost fear.

"You couldn't possibly have another entity…you're too young…" she murmured.

"Another entity?" Vera asked looking at the strange woman demandingly.

"The Mori are known for their powers of the mind, nut like all powers ours come with dangers. The highest danger is if you delve too deeply into another's mind then another entity is formed in our minds. You basically carry that person with you, a separate person inside your mind at all times. If you were to do this with to many people it would drive even the strongest mori insane." She replied eyeing the strange man.

"Do you know who you are?" She demanded of him, only to receive a patronizing glare. He crossed his arms and stood stiffly,

"Ignore me for now. Teach her what she needs to know." He said coldly. She looked taken aback but nodded and turned her attention fully to Vera.

"My name is Lina, we'll probably never meet face to face but for now I am you teacher." They spent what felt like forever teaching the younger moriphu to control her new found powers, she could control minds, delve into them, manipulate them but never to far. The older moriphu stressed that point; never purposely dive into another's mind for their copy would be hell to bear.

"Who are you now?" Lina asked the man again, once she had completed her basic duties to Vera. He however just glared at her.

"I don't think that you need to know." He replied, Vera interrupted;

"I need to know." She said quietly, surprisingly he nodded.

"And I will tell you, and then you may decide if anyone else need know." He replied. Vera paused and looked at her teacher, they exchanged a thought and nodded in sync. The taller woman leaned over to give the young girl a hug and a smile.

"It was a pleasure teaching you Vera. I hope someday you may visit the mori realms and we may meet again. Good luck in life." She said and disappeared exiting the girls mind with no intent to try and break through her barriers again.

"Who are you?" Vera demanded the instant she could no longer feel Lina. He smiled, cold and humorlessly.

"You already know who I am. Think about it childe. When could you have possibly been exposed to someone else's mind so deeply that you would've held onto that copy so long?" he replied then seeing the blank look in her eyes he sighed, "Why do you have a lightning bolt birthmark on your hip." Vera froze. No, there was no way…Sure there was a slight resemblance between this man and Uncle Tom but there was no way!

"Voldemort," She whispered looking at him in terror as he smiled cruelly and bowed. His expression dark and dismal,

"Truly I have no identity any longer." He said, "I am not the creature that Dumbledore created. I am not the man that was saved. I am something in between and something dark." He whispered back. She stumbled away from him.

"Don't look so afraid little one. I cannot hurt you." He said with a cold smile. "You are in essence my master after all. I exist only through you." He continued with a mocking bow. Then looked up startled at the sky, "It's time for you to wake up little one." He said softly her memory world disappeared.

"When do you think she'll wake up?!" She wasn't surprised that the first voice she heard was her father's he had always had a soft spot for her.

"Soon! I don't know exactly when and I would appreciate it if you would put me down…" Ciar's voice replied and she struggled to open her eyes. She sensed Rave nearby but he hadn't said anything yet, it felt odd to know he was there but for him to be separate from her. Not following her every thought. Finally her eyes opened, to a scene that would in any other situation be extremely funny. Severus had Ciar held up in the air via some spell and they were both glaring daggers at each other while Rave and Itzal watched with bemused expressions.

"I'm glad that you're all amusing each other but could you keep it down a smidge?" she croaked, feeling as if she'd been shouting recently. Rave responded first jumping out of his mate's lap and standing beside her bed.

"Are you alright?!" he demanded she nodded regally. As their dad dropped Ciar rather abruptly and rushed over too.

"I'm fine, could use a glass of water though." She replied huskily, noting the subtle change in her voice it was smoother, if a bit deeper. She looked around noting on rather important family member as Severus handed her a glass of water.

"Where's papa?" she asked a little frightened of the answer.

AN: I come back and leave you with another evily clify…How terrible am I? Anyway I'm back! After my long way to annoying to list here absence I am indeed back. With a few more fics on my list and a new chapter here! I will point out that this fic will probably still be my slowest updating because I'm not entirely sure what I want to do with it yet but it will continue to update make no mistake. It will be like the never ending fic from hell! I have several generations of children to go through after all. XD

Anyway enjoy and check out my new fic In Your Eyes!