*walks to her and comforts her* i'm sorry if i've upset you, if you don't like talking about something just say nd i won't talk about it untill you want me too

polgara looks up at him her eyes back to their normal blue color "it's ok i have grown so use to it by now" she then stands up and walks into the kitchen

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What eternal hand of eye, what limitless imagination, could concieve the pangs of immortal life? An eternity of broken dreams. A place where once I died. what divine-concieved design, could match a mortal life? A wry and rapt mortality. A life played out in sounds, of weeping, screaming sighs. Is this when the night comes down? The Shadow in us all, that ebbs and flows with ignorance...

[In Another part of Town Darkness enters a 7/11 and goes down to the frigde and get's some supplies and some cola. When he's at the counter he paying, him being the only one there, he askes the clerk while finding cash.]

Darkness: I'm looking for old blind man Joe[the young man get's a shock].....I've been told you know where he is.[The young man puts his hand under the counter, obviously grabbing something.] You won't be needing that, I am not here to kill either of you, I am an friend of Joe.

[Darkness takes a piece of paper and a pen and draws a mythical mark, the young boy is quickly relaxed and points down at the back door.]

Darkness: My thanks.

[Darkness goes down through the shop again and grabs the handle, and turns it. The door opens and he is greeted with nothing but a black void, the room is without any light. Darkness steps in closing the door behind him, letting out any scourse of light. Only a split second after he closes the door the room becomes clear as day for his keen eyes. In the middle of the room sits a black man, he looks in the middle of his 30.]

Joe:[with closed eyes] Who comes before blind man Joe?

Darkness: My name is of no importance, but the answeres to my questions are.

Joe: I do not deal with a nameless man.

Darkness: I am just as nameless as you are young....what is it today Joe? 306 years? And you don't look one day older.

Joe: How do you know....no it doesn't matter, get out or I will force you out.

Darkness: Force me out?[a deep laughter escapes his throat] Has it really been so long Joe, so long and you do not even remember the man who's wife you killed?

[Joe suddenly becomes extremely terrified, and starts crawling backwards untill he is stopped by the wall.]

Joe: D-D-D-D-D......

Darkness: There is no need to stammer Joe, you can say it[evil grin]

Joe:....Darkness?

Darkness: BINGO, and the man get's free choise on all shelfes.

Joe: W-why are you here?

Darkness: Huh?......To get information of course, what else. The Shadows I replaced your eyes with for killing my wife took your sight but gave you the ability of soul sight...of course except on me......

Joe: And everlasting life........The greatest curse of all.

Darkness: What?...You think?....HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

Joe:[thinking] What is he laughing at.

Darkness: The shadows I replaced your eyes with didn't make you immortal, the deal I cut with Shinigami(Angel of Death) did. You see I hold your life thread, as long as I have it you will never die, this is my second curse....But [Goes over and grabs a chair and sits down on it] You're in luck old chap. You see I loved the wife you killed. But it was 306 years ago. She is in heaven now and have forgotten all about me, and I have once again found love...in an Angels heart...So I think it's on the time to forgive and release you....BUT first you will help me.

Joe:.....Help you....How?

Darkness: Our love was not approved and I was taken from her and cast into Tatarus, where I burned. But due to certain contacts made it possible to escape. Her despair over loosing me drove her to slaughter other angels.....And she fell from grace....Now I need to know what Gods condemmed our love, so that I can deal with them. And you can find out which ones, all the shadows in the worlds and the Godly plane are connected to the two you have as eyes. Find out which [he casts as piece of paper with a phone number written on it in blind writting.] and call me, and when....if you find them and i get Pol back....I will release you.

polgara start to run the images back over in her mind. when it come to show her both of their marks once as they where joined it bring a tear. she then walks up stairs, she walks into the her room and sits up at the top of the bed with her back to the wall. she brings her knees up to her face, she then leans her head over her knees. tears start to run down her face. when she looks up she has red lines down her face. she gets of the bed and walks over to one of the wardorbes and pulls out a long -down to her anckels- leather coute. she puts it on and walks down stairs. she walks to the door and stops she look over her shoulder. "i'm just going out" she then waks out the door. she walks down the rode. when she comes to a corner she looks up into the sky. " why did you take him away from me! why! way do you torment me like this?! was there any need for you to show me this! if so fu.cking well tell me!" she then flys up intot he sky. she then flys off in any old direction. she then lands in a street with shops eather side she walks up the rode

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What eternal hand of eye, what limitless imagination, could concieve the pangs of immortal life? An eternity of broken dreams. A place where once I died. what divine-concieved design, could match a mortal life? A wry and rapt mortality. A life played out in sounds, of weeping, screaming sighs. Is this when the night comes down? The Shadow in us all, that ebbs and flows with ignorance...

[Darkness walks out the room, and down through the shop, wisteling in a happy mood, grabbing the handle to the front door, when he by accident looks out the front window and sees Pol walking up past the 7/11]

Darkness:[thinking] Holy Hell on a horse back, if she sees me now it'll all be over.

[Just as Pol passes the 7/11 a huge crash can be heard from within. She opens the door and walks in on the floor a huge pile of cans lay spread out.]

Pol: What the hell happened here?

[Ever so slowly the pile of cans bebins to rise up and fall to the site, letting fire red hair rise up and Reckoning stands up.]

Reck: Ite.....that hurt [Turns around and looks surprised at Pol] Polgara? What are you doing here?

polgara looks confused at Reck. "okk... i was just out for a walk... in a kinda upset mood and fealt the need to go for a walk" she smiles at him " but i feel kinda better after seeing you" she walks over to him and hugs him. she then steps back remebering what happend between them, her face kinda goes red. " well i think i will leave you with your cans" she turns and walks out the shop and walks down the rode.

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What eternal hand of eye, what limitless imagination, could concieve the pangs of immortal life? An eternity of broken dreams. A place where once I died. what divine-concieved design, could match a mortal life? A wry and rapt mortality. A life played out in sounds, of weeping, screaming sighs. Is this when the night comes down? The Shadow in us all, that ebbs and flows with ignorance...

Reck:[thinking] Phew, that was a close one. [he snaps his fingers and cans jumps up in place again.] Now.

[He runs out the door and down towards Pol]

Reck: Yo Pol, wait up.

Pol: Huh? What's up?

Reck:[handing her a newspaper] Here, check it out.

[Pol takes the paper and reads the headline "Occult shop turned into slaughter house"]

Pol: What is...

Reck: It happened last night, there are good odds at that Darkness was behind it. I was there investigating it...without permission of course.....Have you had something to eat.

Pol: Huh? ..Uuummm no...

Reck: Neither have I, there's a fine italian restaurant just down the road, my treat, we can talk about it there.

polgara looks at him "ok" she keeps looking at the newsparer as they walk down to the restaurant. she thinks to her self "that was the selfsame place i saw in the images" he face shows he is in deep thought. she then looks at reck she asks him with her voice hanging on every word "was there a mark on one of the walls?"

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What eternal hand of eye, what limitless imagination, could concieve the pangs of immortal life? An eternity of broken dreams. A place where once I died. what divine-concieved design, could match a mortal life? A wry and rapt mortality. A life played out in sounds, of weeping, screaming sighs. Is this when the night comes down? The Shadow in us all, that ebbs and flows with ignorance...

Reck:[Looks a little stunned at her but keeps walking] Yeah....there was...but how did you know? The wark is not displayed in the newspapers.

Pol: Nevermind......what was the mark like.

Reck: It was strange......It was like a mix up.

Pol: Mix-up?

Reck: Yeah, a part of it was undoubtly the mark od Darkness which also leads to the suspecion that he was behind it....but...

Pol: But?

Reck: But there was another mark also..a mark I have never seen before.....I will look into it and fid out what mark it is.....maybe it will lead us somewhere.

polgara looks back down at the newspaper "dont worry about it" she waves her hand brushing it away "there is no need i know what it is" they then walk up to the restaurant. they walk in and sit down. pol looks up from the newspaper and at Reck. "was there anything else there?" as she talk her eyes change to a ice blue color.

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What eternal hand of eye, what limitless imagination, could concieve the pangs of immortal life? An eternity of broken dreams. A place where once I died. what divine-concieved design, could match a mortal life? A wry and rapt mortality. A life played out in sounds, of weeping, screaming sighs. Is this when the night comes down? The Shadow in us all, that ebbs and flows with ignorance...

[Reck reaches into his jacket and pulls out some pictures. he puts them infront of Polgara. Pol takes the photos and looks them through. The wounds and severe body disembowment tells Pol that he was using Untamed Darkness. On one of the pictures is the combined mark on the wall. then...the last picture makes Pol go wide eyed. One another wall is written in black blood.]

"The day draws near, and the names becomes clearer. Soon i shall by the passage go, and those up high who us parting would, shall feel the wrath of my soul. And the blood of the god shall flow as a storm sweeping over this world. When the names are clear we shall stand together once again.

~Rune"

Reck: What does Rune mean?

Pol:.........Darkness.......

polgara reads her eyes go a even colder ice blue but at the same time a mix of the deepest lavender starts to show. when she looks up at reck as he asks her "What does Rune mean?" after a time when her reply kicks in she starts to speek again " hes going to kill the god that mades this way -apart- and untill then..." as she says the next part her eyes loss all of the lavender and change to a subzero like blue color " i'm geting the piss with the never endingnss of her looking for him and going one steps forward and taking two steps back..." she looks Reck right dead in the eyes at this point. "i hope he does kill that god.... but oh how i wish i could be here to just to get my bit in"

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What eternal hand of eye, what limitless imagination, could concieve the pangs of immortal life? An eternity of broken dreams. A place where once I died. what divine-concieved design, could match a mortal life? A wry and rapt mortality. A life played out in sounds, of weeping, screaming sighs. Is this when the night comes down? The Shadow in us all, that ebbs and flows with ignorance...

Reck: I see....it reads "When the names are clear we shall stand together once again" To kill the God he has to know his or hers name, maybe he does intend to bring you.

Polgara looks at Reck her eyes not changing "Yes but he has to find me first" she then looks down at the pictures. when she looks a both the the one with the writing and the one with the mark a tear come to her eyes, he holds them back quite well. she looks up at Reck. " so what we going to do now?" she puts one of her hands in her pockets and starts to fiddle with the key Belth gave her. as she does so her eyes change color to a deep lavender.

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What eternal hand of eye, what limitless imagination, could concieve the pangs of immortal life? An eternity of broken dreams. A place where once I died. what divine-concieved design, could match a mortal life? A wry and rapt mortality. A life played out in sounds, of weeping, screaming sighs. Is this when the night comes down? The Shadow in us all, that ebbs and flows with ignorance...

Reck:[leaning back in the chair] I don't think finding you will be a problem, I think he already knows where you are[thinking] Quite ironic actually, since I'm talking to her right now.[out loud] I'm sure he will come to you when the time is right.

Pol:[a little angered] Why not now, why is the time not right now? Doesn't he love me anymore?

Reck: I think that is a quite unfair question, don't you think your unified marks says that he still loves you and wants you back?

Pol:[downhearted] Then why.....?

Reck:[taking a bite of his food] Well let's see, you slaughtered a bunch of angels. Do you think the gods are gonna let that go unpunished?......and yet none have shown their faces, since you fell you haven't seen the sightest feather of an angel.

Pol:[curious] What does that mean?

Reck: That they're occupied with something else.

Pol:..........[moment of realization] Darkness.........

Reck: Yup, by creating as much chaos and disorder as possible..and of course slaughtering as many souls as he can harvest, he's making the higher powers, forget about you for a while and making them focus on him. He he reveals himself to you now they will find you and kill you.....[leans back in the chair again] At least that's what I have come to conclude....but I'm not sure if it is like this.[thinking] But it is, the three angels I killed yesterday proves that they have directed their attention on me...just like planned.