Ristina stepped outside of the "house". Mekoa was sleeping with Guthriekai. Which would give her some nice time to herself.  It wasnâ€™t until she had sat down on the ground the pain began to push its way into her mind. The last thing she really saw was the crest on her right hand glow. The silver glow so bright that it stung her eyes. Then there was nothing and she could not see a damn thing. Her head ached with pain. And she felt the darkness surround her like an isolated fire in one room. All she felt was a sickening pain. She couldnâ€™t tell if she was walking, or even moving. Just that she was in pain.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">" My daughterâ€¦how wonderful to see this side of you again."</span>The voice was dark, with a slight seductiveness to it. Though, it wasnâ€™t in any sexual way. At least to Ristina it didnâ€™t feel that way.<br/><br/>She recognized the voice. It had been several years since she last heard that voice. And oddly Ristina couldnâ€™t exactly remember the events that had led to that voice back then. She still felt the pain though it was now very subtle.   Though her mind could not answer. Nor could she even fathom the idea of someone speaking to her through her mind. A flash hit her eyes of a village slaughtered. And of her holding a sword and about to slash a little boys head off. She knew that she was young because the sword had looked ginormous.<br/><br/>Then as suddenly as the flash came it went. And she felt the pain head on.<span style="font-style: italic">" Embrace the darkness Ristina." </span>The voice echoed in her head. This time it cause an overwhelming feeling of hunger. A hunger that Ristina didnâ€™t quite understand. She felt the need to kill. Yet, she saw nothing in her view.