<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#1e90ff">Hikaru was aware of nothing for a long time. She could feel nothing, could hear nothing, could neither see nor touch. Even her connection to her twin was broken somehow. She was lost in a deep and dreamless slumber. Trapped in a world where time had no meaning. For centuries it remained the same. But now, almost five hundred years later, something began to pull her out of that deep sleep. <br/>
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She awoke with a sense of fear and panic. Where was she? And where was her beloved Tsukiko? She reached out frantically with her mind and felt nothing but the faintest echo of her sister. Fear ate at her, threatening to consume her. Try as she might she couldn't move, her arms too heavy to lift, her legs feeling weighed down, as if someone had poured lead in her boots. She was weak, a hollow shell compared to what she had been. <br/>
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An uncharacteristic anger swept over her. She hadn't felt such rage in centuries, not since they first roamed this earth, and she hadn't yet known what she was. She wanted to find the persons responsible for locking her away and rend them limb from limb. Without her twins balancing effect she felt no urge to fight the rage that grew with in her. Nor the urge to cleanse the world of the evil that would lock its protectors away. It had nearly taken over her, and she had nearly let it. The faintest sound grabbed her attention. And she forgot her brief fit of rage. Her name echoed around the empty plain. The voice that called her was raw and hoarse. But she knew it well. <br/>
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Her eyes snapped open, nothing but darkness. But she was close, so close! Hikaru could hear her sisters voice as if she were only feet away. With great effort she forced herself to move. Something seemed to snap, as if invisible bonds had been broken, and she fell to her knees, landing on solid ground. She could move easier now, though her legs were weak and shaking from disuse. Hope began do fill her as she heard the call again. Opening her own mouth she tried to speak, her voice came out as nothing but a cracked whisper. She swallowed, trying to ease her dry throat. <br/>
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“Tsukiko! Tsu-” Her words were punctuated by a round of coughing. “Tsukiko....I am here! Where are you?” She tried again, her voice little more then a hoarse whisper. Though panic and fear could be plainly heard to anyone near enough. <br/>
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Frantically she searched for her twin, not noticing at first the light that had begun to grow. Its brightness growing by the second. The gateway was being opened, a way out of this dark place, but she couldn't leave without her twin. <br/>
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