Michael: (humming a random song, while drawing) This is definitely one of the best drawing I've ever done!!
???: Indeed.
Michael: (Looks aside, and screams) Who are you? Are you here to assault me? Well, I have fists, and I'm not afraid to use them!!
???: Calm down, I am not here to hurt you...
Michael: Wait... Aren't you that guy that was with Bill, when we were doing that "deal" about my soul?
Hector: Yes, I am. Hector, by the way.
Michael: Huh, M-
Hector: I know... Michael.
Michael: So... If you're not here to hurt me... Why are you here then? You're a demon.
Hector: I know I am a demon, but some of them regret themselves for being what they are, and I am one of them. I am here to talk with you about the war that is coming very soon, my friend.
Michael: Oh. Do you mean the war that is meant in this book?
Hector: *gasp* How did you get this?
Michael: It fell in front of my house. Wally says that that book belongs to the Guardian of Creation and Aus, so I kept it.
Hector: I see. Anyway (sits), let me tell you some things about the war, that you probably did not know yet. You know that this war happens every 50 years, right?
Michael: Yeah. Wally told me, right when I met him.
Hector: Good. So you know that you are going to be the leader of the Light, I mean, a side of the war...
Michael: Wait... WHAT?! I thought Ink was going to!!
Hector: Well, you have been chosen by Ink, so... You are Ink, so that means that you are going to lead to the "bright" side of the war.
Michael: Hector, I'm a 14-year-old guy, I can't just... Lead an army just like that.
Hector: That is why you are going to have training.
Michael: Oh yeah, trai- Wait, training?
Hector: Yes. You just had your powers recently, and you need the training to control them, especially when you have ink-bending.
Michael: Ink-bending?
Hector: I do not know much about ink-bending, about I have heard that can create things that humans never created before.
Michael: Wow, that's nice!!
Hector: So... How things are between you and Vanessa?
Michael: Pretty well.
Hector: (smiles)
Silence...
Michael: Wait... (blushes) YOU WERE TALKING ABOUT THAT, AS WE WERE A COUPLE?!
Hector: I was just messing with you, Michael. But I know you do have a crush on-
Michael: Can you please speak a little bit more quietly? My brother can hear you from his room.
Hector: Oh... He does not know about your-
Michael: No, he doesn't. *sigh* I try to keep it a secret for now...
Hector: Yes. And that "secret" is very kept.
Michael: What, am I really that remarkable, to say that?
Hector: Well... Sometimes.
Michael: Ugh, so Vanny must know by now...
Hector: She had to know someday.
Michael: I know, but I just recently started to have a crush on her, and she already knows. That doesn't make sense...
Hector: It is life, my friend. I was like you when I was your age, 286 years ago.
Michael: Well, at least I'm not the only one, hehe.
Hector: By the way, have you been looking at yourself in the mirror lately?
Michael: Huh, why are you asking me that?
Hector: Ink didn't tell you?
Michael: Tell what?
Hector: *sigh* About your shadow?...
Michael: My shadow? What's wrong with it?
Hector: Let us say that your shadow is not what you think it is now.
Michael: What do you mean?
Hector: Your shadow is a demon 900.000 years old.
Michael: My shadow has 900.000 years?! How?
Hector: As I said, he is a demon, and he tries to possess everyone that Ink chooses. Blacko tries to convince the chosen one to make what he wants, and possess the "servant's" body.
Michael: Ow...
Hector: Indeed. And if I was you, I would look at the mirror every day to see how Blacko is.
Michael: I will.
Hector: (gets up and walks) Oh, and one more thing. Blacko is friendly at the beginning, but he goes even more possessive, and sometimes you can not even notice, so be careful, and good luck. (teleports)
Michael: Thanks... *sigh* My shadow is a demon, that's new.
???: And you better get used to it.
Michael: *gasp*
???: Greetings.
Michael: So, you're Blacko?
Blacko: Ahahahaha, yes.
Michael: You don't look so bad as I thought.
Blacko: Of course not, I'm your shadow.
Michael: Yeah, even though, I can't trust you, Blacko.
Blacko: *sigh* Fine, just leave me here suffering for another 50 years.
Michael: I know your story, Blacko. And I know you're not what you look like.
Blacko: Ahahahah!! Do you really believe Hector? Besides, he was one of the guys that tried to take your soul. But well, I don't really care about that though...
Michael: Look, I know I can't trust, but... You actually have a good choice of colors.
Blacko: Hmm... Do you like black?
Michael: If I like it? It's my favorite color!!
Blacko: Ehehe, I like you. What's your favorite music type?
Michael: Huh, Pop.
Blacko: Eh, I like classics. 'Ya know, a demon with 900.000 years old, kinda has to get used to the new stuff. Besides, being a "shadow" is kinda boring, but it's my thing. By the way, I heard that you wanted to be a guitarist as your future job.
Michael: I do.
Blacko: So you don't mind if I wanna see what you've got?
Michael: Hmm... Ok then. (picks his guitar, and starts playing)
(Random song)
Blacko: Nice, also, you sing pretty well.
Michael: Thanks.
Blacko: Have you thought about going to those singing contests?
Michael: Actually, I already went.
Blacko: Really?
Michael: Yes, but I kinda gave up.
Blacko: *sigh* Really, kid? Look, you have everything to be a great guitarist, and you just... Give up?
Michael: I was 11 by then...
Blacko: ...How old are you now?
Michael: 1-14?
Blacko: (quietly) Jesus, how time passes... That actually makes pretty sense. At a younger age, you actually don't know what you're doing, so, yeah...
Michael: (stows the guitar)
Blacko: Well, at least you have a girl that understands you, no matter what...
Michael: Oh, c'mon!! Am I so remarkable?!
Blacko: Eh, depends. There are some things you do, that actually show that you've got a crush on Vanny.
Michael: *sigh*
Blacko: Look, at least you know that she loves you too, there's no problem on knowing that.
Michael: But I wanted to tell her directly, but by giving her clues. I mean, I wanted to, but...
Blacko: (raises eyebrow)
Michael: I wanted to surprise her somehow... But... I'm too shy for it.
Blacko: Look, if you two know that you love each other, you should lose your intimacy with each other.
Michael: It's not that easy, Blacko.
Blacko: Not easy? Well, maybe I could help you with that...