Ambrosia, still frustrated with her predicament...

...wanders throughout her apartment, pacing past her window, restless due to recent events. "Why do her emotions and feelings still surge through so strongly? What is it you're trying to tell me? If it's because of what happened that night..." She wasn't completely in tears, yet the situation couldn't exactly be handled calmly, even by someone such as her. "Is it because I have no idea as to who I am? ...The most I remember is..." She stopped by the window, leaned on the glass, and glared at the nearly full moon. "...All I remember is...a great deal of people, and-" She remembered at that moment her crest. "Never mind that, what’s done is done. That’s right Sylva, you tried to set things right...I'll never forget that." With a new sense of self, she continued to lean against the window, staring off into the starlit sky. "It doesn't matter what I was then," she said, raising her hand to her face, looking at it, as if studying it while still facing the window, "I am here now, and alive for reasons I cannot understand. But I will discover the reason I am here and..." She paused as more memories came to mind. "...That dark figure...was it..."

-Meanwhile, two shadow figures plotted amongst themselves-

"Shshshsh, he was indeed where you said he was." Said the first.

"What did you do..." The second replied.

"Shshsh, nothing...yet, don't fret...you two will soon be..."

Dark forces began to emerge, with power so fierce that shadowy figures could barely stand.

"...Master awakens again..."

To be continued

Author’s Note: Sorry this chapter was kind of short, it was more of a “let’s see what’s on her mind” thing. Hopefully you enjoyed it regardless.