Danial P.O.V :
It was a normal day, people are moving around me in the streets, some rushing to their jobs, the other not cearing for such thing instate enjoying the walk..the talk with their partner, normal people with normal worries like rent and taxes, love and friendship...Danial failed to remember the last time he had a normal worry...his earnings as a doctor made him have a very welfar life for him and his daughter.
Danial did not worry about normal things a long time ago, his worries since he was 17 became fetal..graver, he worried about the next plane of attack...the next battle..his friend life,his own life in the battle....the next experiments...,it was dark times, so new..so dangerous...yet he learned to wield it, to acclimatizes to it.
Then Rosa came and his worries moved from everything else...he became worried about her safty and life more than his...then came the greatest worry...The Curse...the damned thing that doomed their life...the hope of their peaceful, beautiful future.They thought they can fight it, that they will not fall victim to it like their ancestors...they were young back then...no matter what ugliness or suffering they saw every day, no mater how much the darkness spread they held tightly to the hope...to the light.
But in the end the hope died , and the battel went on, with enemies... fake friends...the whole world, they did not stay togather..they were disparted..and defeated..alone.
But there were still hope..maybe not for him or his Rosa..but for her daughter...the girl he loved as a daughter, and he will fight the darkness..the curse...the whole damn world...she will live and love like she deserve...like Rosa deserved...Like Rosa wanted, he own her that.I was cut from my thinking with the tall figure of my old friend, Marcus were a tall man , with pale complixce and dark hair,and dark blue eyes, unnatural color for a disgaised demon, he wore a very handsome face and wore a suit that looked made for him expressly .Marcus with his smooth and rich voice:"Hello old friend, I feel It's been ages since I last saw you!!...damn age is gitting to you..ha ha ha" he laughed good heartedly, and they both heard a female dreamy sigh from behind them, Danial turned and bearly stoped himself from chuckling for it would be rude...the tow females eyes were on his friend, and to Danial it was a familiar thing, the girls faces became so red and he could hear their fasten heart beats, he could not stop the soft laugh this time knowing his friend... he must have winked and smirked at the poor girls...Danial meet his friend a head once more,"Yes its been a while...",
Marcus:"Seventeen years...if I remember correctly, I meet you hastly in an abounded cottage for you to call the operation off...and tell me not to connect you until you do, with a little bundle in your arms...How is she ? by the way?, still clueless to who she is ? who are you? what she has?.."Danial sended a warning look to him, he know he said those things with innocent curiousty and not inductionly and judgmently, but he gat angry anyway, Marcue rised his hand in mocked surrender and laughed lightly:"Hay hay ! easy there old friend , you know me..I'm noisy", but then his face got more earnest and soo his tone:"but realy Danial, do you still think this is the best, I know her mother ...and if she had half of what Rosa had...of what Robe.."
Danial anderly:"Don't even Pronounces his name!, she is nothing like him, as for her power..its not the time yet not the time at all...if she awakened it and they were realy some of the Firelanner's out there , they will come for her like madding dogs.
And there is the sudden movement of the demons...what did you know about that?", Marcus eyes darkend on the mentioning of that.
Marcus:"The same...a spot in the forrbiden region, who ever close from it disappear.When sending the regiment they became surrounder by an illusion and attacked...how ever what affirmed their involvment is the corpses of the survivers that pearly returned abstrusely to the closes town fields", Danial became more and more troubled with every word said by Marcus, and could not help but ask the deradfull question: " So? they are back?, haven't George did anything to clearfy things?, I know he's still friend with a couple of the Old Guards",Marcus shock his head and said:"Of course he investigated, but as you said..they are OLD GUARDS, they had no intrest in war anymore..no no..this is a doing of someone new...not old".
Danial:"Someone of the new generation want to send a massege...We are still here...and we still want War",Marcuse nods grimly in agrrement.
"Anyway, I'm taking over the matter now...George trusted me with it, anything new I will tell you, and I may even ask help is somethings soon so",Danial:"I will see what I can do, thanks old friend" and the tow men stood up, gave each other a patt on the shoulder, then Marcus face wore a mischief look and his eyes sit itself on the unsonsy femals.Danial wished luck to his friend and left him to his pleaure hunt.
He drove home in silent, and when arrived on the borders of his property he inspect each and every protection stone and chrystal around, when he was satisfied he entered the house.Danial peace of mind did not last when he heard the frenzied screams of his daughter, useing the super speed he abounded a long time a go to reach her room, ready to destroy any and every threat that causing her harm and terror screams, he pushed the doors open and collected a ball of power in hand.
But there were no one there...and the screams of his daughter were not caused by an exotic enemy nor demon...but rather her own mind.
Christa were withering on her bed sheets, wispering and trashing...Danial dispanded the power in his hands and went to her side wanting to wake her up from whatever horrible nightmare she had, however befor he could reach her a wave of powre shoot from her chest around...sending him to the wall crashing to it hardly, and making every class in the room shatter.
Danial began to panic,(NO NO NO NO..This is not happening...not now , I have to stop it befor it's too late), And Danial began to chant in a mix of old latin and a foreign ancient language,progressively Christa body been surrounded with a bubble look like energy that began to siphone a pink rays of energy from her, and little by little her body calmed until it shut down like a puppet with it strings cut off,Danial ended the chanting and fell down to his knees breathing hardly, his pall face covered in sweat.It took him few minutes to stand up a again, and on shacky legs he closed the space between him and his daughter bed.
Her inky hair were spraled on the bellow around her making a hallow of dark crules...her face where pall and she had sweat drops on her forehead, her breaths however where normal and by the look of her face she were in a dreamless slumber.Danial cearsed her hair then leaned down to kiss her head, wispering:"I'm sorry...my jewele..so sorry...but this for your own good".
Danial then went out of the room, closeing the door soundlessly, whe turned around meeting the old house keeper eyes, not surprised by her presence he said:"Shes all right...she would not feel anything tomorrow...hopfully".
Mattilda:"What you are doing is wrong child, I have told you countless times already".
Danial a bit harshly:"You know what at risk here...what could come for her, I only want what best for her...her safty and happiness, she still too young...", Mattilda shock her head:"But she won't be forever...and all theis are excuses ...you know as well as I that there are things we can't control, and what you are doing will take a toll on her,,be it the mind or the body", "I'm a doctor ! I would not let anything happen to her".
Mattilda firmly:" You are inhibiting a part of her...her soul...the power is who she is, and you are taking that away from her.There will be consequences. I'm old now...I have seen enough in my old life...many and many thing that proofed every time, that there is always a price to pay when you breach nature flow,.
And if she is only a half of what her mother was Danial....the price you will pay when things go south will be hight.. I hope for your and her sake, when the time comes you be able to propel it" then the old lady went to her room leaving a tired, guilty and defasted man.