That was the last straw when her other 'self' mentioned the pictures and stories she kept private from everyone, including her own parents.  When it came to her creative streak, there were few things she held closer to her chest than the pictures and stories she had in both a notebook and on her laptop, which she had dropped on the outside of the Dojo!  Her blue eyes opened wide in shock as she dropped her sword and put her hands to the sides of her head, trying to block out the crazy Shadow's words, but they cut deeper than any blade she had ever held.  Unable to take anymore, Abigail screamed, pouring her heart and soul into the noise, her head looking up at the ceiling before she looked at her other half, growling the very thing she shouldn't if she wanted to live past today.  "You.....you....are not....ME!"  Picking up her sword, Abigail charged in, blade at the ready, unaware she had made a very fatal mistake.  Murderous intent was clear in her eyes, something that had never been there before in all of her years of life so far.  Of course, as soon as her other half transformed, she'd back pedal real quick, being unable to face whatever might come out of the mass of Shadows that was about to descend on her Shadow self.