Have you ever taken the time to truly stare into the shadows, taken a moment in your life to just stop and consider the absence of light and wonder if there is something there, something hidden in the corruption of luminescence? In that moment, you may realize the true mastery of shadows, how they envelop the world where ever light dare not touch and maybe, just maybe, it is all by design or do we just consider darkness to hold menace? Is it from when we are children learning about good and evil, light and dark that we make this connection, is it that simple that we choose to follow this course. For even heroes are never born into the light, they fight in the dark, they let it in to be part of them, for who can be a hero if they are afraid of the dark?
Final Arrows like many children was brought into this world unwanted. Mother Nature had found herself in great pain for seven days and seven nights before a small child with two black eyes was born. A child of power and beauty, but fear forced her to leave him and since then he had been alone, the darkness grew within him and he became of the of the most feared creatures in many of the worlds he had visited. But then that changed when his daughter Rina had come along, for once he had something he needs to protect, it is hard to explain that moment of change in his life, he at first hated it and her, for he never understood what that feeling meant, for the first time he had been scared of what it was to want to look after and care for something. But Rina had changed that in him, his life was now less important than hers, but he would never share that with here. He was not a conventional father by any means, his lessons were hard and terrifying, but she relished in it, even when he retreated from the world she had come to him.
Arrow sat in the house he had created many years ago, a mixture of twisted black wood and Victorian design, it was his escape. No one really knew how to find it, but it contained everything he had gained over his many years in the world, from books to items of unimaginable power. It could go anywhere, he wished it to and provide a safe harbor for those he let in. The white prince of darkness sat in the main room in front of a large black marble fire place, just letting the shadows dance around his snow colored hand, a small table sat next to him, but his peace was shattered when a large portion of the house just exploded, wood scattered into limbo, but the house instantly repaired itself. He let out a sigh as he began to stand and rubbed the brow of his nose, ‘ I swear if she has let those two out again’, as soon as he spoke he heard the laugh of two little children and then running feet, he turned just as a pulse of black magic surged towards him.
‘quae’ He said without hesitating, the house instantly formed a box around the Children Of Arrow, they had no real face just white masks with a charcoal smile and black eyes painted on, they wore black suits with a black top hats each, they had almost all the same powers as arrow, but the minds of a five year old and the size to match. Arrow had made them to cause as much chaos as possible, he began casting the spell to send them back to the amulet they lived in when Rina came running in. “Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh there they are’, ‘Really you’re going to pretend you lost them’ She smiled at her farther ‘ Sure am, they get lonley, you never play with them’. “Rina I swear to one of the numerous gods’, before he could finish a small dark purple box appeared between them, they both froze, nothing should have been able to enter the house without his say so. Instantly Rina put out a hand, “Don’t’ Arrow said he was already probing it magically and to his confusion he found his own power.
'Dad' Arrow ignored Rina and touched the box, as soon as it felt his power it vanished and in its place sat a red crystal ball, the crimson inside swirled around like a vortex, 'a memory shard’, this contained a memory he had hidden from himself, but there was more to the shard than normal, not just his magic others had also stored memories here, closing his eyes, he let the shadows move for him, they slipped over the crimson ball seeking who else had cast this spell, who else had sought to hide their past. Instantly they called to him, each of their power signatures telling him who had been there when this was cast, Lady Death, Rina, Kiara and Lady T, each powerful magic users just like himself, this was not something to simply open. All of a sudden, his eyes opened as he felt Rina’s hand grasp the orb, before he could even say anything, the spell was broken, the memories flooded back to him and anyone who had been there when the ball had been made.
The pain brought him to his knees and Rina’s screamed filled the room, having memories return, re-writing things that never happened, has a toll on anyone’s mind, he knew the others would be feeling it to now, each person who had been involved in hiding the truth, protecting everything that was or had been. They too would remember his name, they would remember the danger that is now coming. Quietus was returning and they were not ready, they would all die. The pain subsided, Rina looked at her farther with wide eyes ‘They will remember’ the fear filling her eyes, ‘He will take us all’ Arrow pushed to his feet, brushing off his pin stripe suit, his porcelain skin seeming whiter now. ‘Summon them all to Stonehenge, it will offer some protection, I will prepare the house to travel’. Without speaking another word, she began creating balls of light each contained a message, ‘Come to Stonehenge we must prepare’. The balls flew of in all directions, seeking their targets.
The returning had begun.