With a fiuld, graceful sidestep Valkyrie was securely in Wolx arms. Wolx loked her squarely in her eyes before cracking a wide grin, and taking a few steps forward. Then his brown hair slowly began to fall out. Under the falling shards of hair was silver gleaming hair. Wolx shook the rst of the fallen shards off, and before he knew it they were running through the forest. Valkyrie in his arms as he headed toward really no where. He could return to schoool, but the police would be there looking for them. However, at the same time he could return there, and hide in plain site. That could work for the police never really came to the school. They shouldn't be looking for him over a busted music store. Hopefully things would fall into place before morning. Wolx didn't really want to sleep in the woods.
"These two are more then a threat then we thought."
"We cannot allow these two to continue to work independently."
"The answers we seek are somewhere locked inside the supressed memories of those two."
"But what can be do to trigger those memories to come back."
"A powerful memory could work."
"No something more intense."
"Kill one. That would bring what you seek into the light."
"Very well then. It time for a family reunion."
Back in the dreamscape Claux listened to Star very closely. She felt so warm. So lively. He didn't want to leave her side. To protect her. During the short time they meet, and learned one anothers name Claux felt as if he had meet someone he could be with. Someone to trust. Someone that would be there for him, and vise-versa. He would do everything in his power to protect, and. He would fight for her.
"You fight someone." 'The movement of his fathers memories caught Claux off gaurd. He stepped back with Star now once again behind him. His arms out in a defensive stance. He eyes locked on the afterimage of his father. His father only grinned deeply, and reached out with his left hand. Calling Claux to him. Claux only looked at him knowing here he could do nothing to them. Nevertheless, and to his surprise, his body slowly began to slid toward him. Claux instantly let go of Starlight, and as he approahed his father he gave him a dark, and vegeful glare. "You would really give your father, the one that has taken care of you and your worthless brother even before you KILLED my beautiful wife; your mother. You are turly, a worthless son. I wash my hands of you at this moment." His father flicked his rest to the left, and Claux went in that direction. He was thrown thoruhg the wall, and as he went through he fell into the darkness. The light from the room faded, and Star was forced back into the real world. Claux coninued to fall till a bright light once again covered his body. His yell of frustion no heard in the endless relam of darkness.'