“She's changed.”
“The shadows will do that.”
He got up and crouched down beside her. She opened her eyes, looking at him. A smile lit her face.
“Terror...”
“Hey Liz. How آپ feel?”
“Tired. Where are we?”
“In the shadows. At my place.”
“Your place?”
He smiled at her, moving hair from her face.
“I wasn't kidding when I کہا I live in shadows.”
“I didn't think آپ meant it both literally and not.”
“Liz, something happened.”
“What's wrong?”
“Your mother tried taking آپ from the orphanage.”
“Why did آپ stop her?!”
“Because she's....Lizzie, come with me.”
She sat up and looked at him.
“Where are we going?”
“Just in the back room.”
She nodded and got up, following him. Terror looked back at his guest, still sitting in the shadows. He was waved on and lead Lizzie into a room.
“There's a mirror in that corner,” he said.
She gave him an odd look and stepped forward. Terror opened a closet and pulled a chest out. He unlocked it.
“There are some clothes in here that might fit you.”
“Who's are these?”
“My sister's. But she's gone now so choose anything.”
“Terror-”
“We'll talk in a bit, Liz. First I want آپ to get dressed. And take a good, long look in the mirror. Things will be different from now on.”
“But-”
“Just do as I say, Liz. Come out when you're ready.”
Terror turned away, but Lizzie grabbed hold of his hand. He froze and closed his eyes. It was a harmless act in itself, but only Blade had ever kept him from leaving. The memories weren't so fond.
“Terror...I don't know how to put these things on.”
He opened his eyes and looked at her.
“I'll send someone in.”
“You have guests?”
“One right now. But my house is مزید of a haven for people on the run. Someone else will come and I'll send her in, okay?”
Lizzie nodded and let go of his arm. He exited the room.
“She's an amazing girl, Terror.”
“Yes. But she's vulnerable. Lizzie doesn't know things she should.”
“She was only seven until a few منٹ ago. The shadows have changed the light creature. آپ can't expect her to know of these things. Her life has skipped almost six years.”
“You're right.”
“It's not wrong to worry Terror. Just give her time and attention. She'll learn.”
“But she's learning from me. That won't help her.”
“And why not? Your powers are strong and آپ have controlled them this long.”
“I'm not normal. I'm a monster! How can she learn any good from that?!”
“Ask how I did and you'll find your answer,” a new voice chimed in.
Terror turned to the door.
“You're little monster has saved me countless times. Now, are آپ going to let me in?”
Terror smiled and shook his head.
“Come in.”
“Thank you. I heard آپ have a light child. Where is she?”
“In the back. And she needs your help.”
“Leave it to me.”
With a swish of her cloak, she headed to the back. A few منٹ later, she exited with Lizzie.
“There آپ are, my dear.”
Terror looked at her and smiled.
“You look nice Liz. Come here. I want آپ to meet someone.”
Lizzie went over to him and sat down.
“Liz, that's Revenche over there. آپ met her. And I have another guest. His name is Kid-kun. But آپ can call him Kid.”
“Pleasure to meet you, Lizzie.”
“Uh...same here. Except, I can't see you.”
“Kid-kun, come closer. Step out of the shadows.”
Lizzie heard a sigh and she looked as a boy around Terror's age stepped from the shadows. She looked him over, a smile coming to her face.
“Hello Lizzie.”
“Hello Kid-kun.”
Terror looked over at Revenche. She put her ڈاکو, ہڈ down, revealing her red hair and blue eyes. The secret smile on her face matched the one on Terror's. The two looked at each other and then at the other two in the room. Terror shook his head. Somehow, I think we just made the war مزید complicated than it had to be.