Twilight

When Conor woke, time had stopped. He was the only living person truly awake. The night sky was not blue or black, but somewhere between. Conor sat up. He felt pain, real pain. One friend had attacked him, the other fled from him. Did he really have any friends?

"Of course you do. They're just.....confused"

Conor, turned around sharply. In the pond was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen was standing in the pond. Th pond was lit up like a Christmas tree. Everything was black, except for the tree, and...her. Conor frowned, something wasn't write. The water was a meter deep, but it was only up to her ankles. That was-wrong.

The woman spoke, elegantly.

"I'm not bound by your rules. I'm free. And I know".

She stopped, and didn't seem to be about to continue. The silence seemed tumaultous, as if to much would be deadly. So Conor filled it.

"My friends are confused?"

"Aqua is part of a prophecy. Evan too, he's her protector. She's supposed to stop the dark soon. It will be too late if you don't hurry. The darkness has her enthralled. They're using magic and her own insecurities to bind her too their will. You have to stop them"

"Isn't that Evan's job" Conor said, spitefully. "I'm not supposed to be here, with them"

The woman leaned closer to him. "Yes you are. I prophesied it. But he changed my prophecy. If you change a prophecy, then the world changes, the future changes with it. But not mine. Your still important, the only thing they did was make you stronger. There was supposed to be two protectors, and they changed the words so that there would be one. No one knows about you. Your a secret weapon"

"But-"

"No buts. This is something you've got to understand. Evan's power was awakened by dark, the coming of it. Yours can be awakened by the light" She extended her hand.

"Can be?"

"It's your choice. You could be normal. They'll struggle on until I make a new second protector, no prophecy of mine can be changed for ever. Or you could be bigger. It would be a sacrifice, but you would be part of something bigger. Just take my hand"

"First, who are you?"

"I am Twilight. I am the light"

"Good enough for me" he grasped her hand, and everything erupted into light.