The Dolrion Woods

Vitas nodded. "Yes, You helped me in getting Spike back. If it wasnt for you, she wouldnt be with us now" Vitas said, Spike threw a look at her but said nothing. Spike recalled a boy, Jack Winters, who had disappeared without notice the day before. Both Aldric and Jack were needed to help find and get Spike back in one piece. Vitas stepped closer to thje now much calmer and less freaked out Aldric, her hand still raised to him for him to take. "Come home with us."

Briefly she was tempted to throw some magic at him to calm him, but she knew for a fact, she needed him calmer, she needed him to take her hand, to trust her. they werent in the institute anymore. Infact, Vitas had the montary backing to shut it downentirely!

However, even without the mirrors. Aldric could easily see that, before getting Spike back, her face was corrupted by dark unholy power, But now, her face was once again soft, gentle, unmarred by scars or dark magic. Spike crossed her arms, she thought this was a very bad idea, but she said nothing for the moment.It wasnt that she didnt trust the man before her. But if Vitas did, so did Spike.

His memories swirled. She indeed no longer looked as evil as she did when he was in the Asylum where she found him. She was a lot nicer to look at, prettier too. Her friend, who apparently he had helped find and save, wasn't half bad looking either. The other Aldric's could at least agree on this much. Still, however, they fought amongst each other for control over the metaphorical control-panel that ran Aldric's body.

And while they did that, an unforeseen personality nudged one of the levers, and Aldric's hand landed in Vitas' hand gently. His hand tightened at first with the static feeling, but then his whole body relaxed, warmth filling him. To Vitas, the world around him would begin to shimmer and warp as the numerous Personalities of Aldric became visible. All of them were well built, strong men. One had a beard, and looked like he wanted nothing more than to sleep, but nevertheless argued over control. One was ragged looking, as if he'd come out of a war, and was shouting the loudest and angriest. Another was half-shifted, and snarled the whole time. One more still was entirely shifted, and looked ready to tear out all of their throats as he towered over the human counterparts.

But there was another, far in the back of Aldric's consciousness, that said and did nothing. He merely sat in what appeared to be the throne of a Gaulic War Chief. He was adorned in beautiful but intimidating Leather Armor, and wore the pelt of a Wolf over his head, the eyes staring endlessly into her soul while the pelt draped over his body warmly. This personality's eyes, however, were closed, and crying tears of blood.

Looking back to the other personalities would reveal that many of them only had one eye. Either his own, or the Magic Eye, each one glowing its own color. The Magic Eye Crimson, and his own a bright Amber. But even that wasn't right. Aldric's real eye was Emerald. The personality's chest rose and fell with a breath, and he faded away. The fighting became louder, and Aldric's hand gripped tighter around Vitas' slender hand.

"Please... make them stop." He whispered.

He wanted her to make the voices stop, to leave him in control. the seemingly weak one, the one who simoply wanted peace. But it was the Eye that was the problem. Her raw magic was strong, she was after all, a Source of Magic. But the Eye was different, something she had only heard about in legends and folklore. Within the Minds Eye, so t pspeak, Aldrics Heart was surrounded by darkness. and everything had a price. He wanted her to silence the other voices, make them stop fighting, and leave him in control.

For a fleeting second ortwo she saw a personality, Aldrics true persona, with the emerald eye.

There.

Magic flowed, and briefly clashed violently with the Eye, and yet it calmed just as quickly as it started. From her vantage point Spike could only see the fine hairs of Aldrics skin stick out like he'd been shocked, and around the two energies swirled briefly from their feet. like the impact zone of a crater.

Within the Mind's Eye, Vitas followed the trail left by the truye personality of Aldric. Finding the poor creature scared out of his wits. But with her presence, and the calm that she left in her wake. Aldric could soon indeed have control over himself the way he was meant to.

Upon 'waking up' and letting go of Aldrics hand when the magic had done its work, she asked him simply. "How do you feel ?"

The true personality on his throne opened its eyes, and revealed empty sockets as Vitas approached. Howver she didnt stop, and as she grew closer. The Magic Eye appeared once more, presenting one last push against her. Still she persisted, and finally, as she awoke the personality, the Emerald Eye in the remaining socket opened.

And the world fell away.

"I feel... lost. I've been sleeping for far too long... ever since the eye took hold." He answered. His voice had a thick Germanic accent, and was gruff and deep. The type of voice many women fantasize about in their teenage years.

"But you have woken me up... and put the children to sleep... at least for now." He added. "I am Aldric as he was before The Eye split my emotions into individual personalities. I am the Gaulic War Chief who stole the Eye from the witch, and whi slaughtered the Wolf Pack she sent after me. I am Aldric Von Hardt of Gaul. The War Chief that the Romans couldnt bring to heel." He introduced himself, fully and finally.

"I am the Aldric you seek at the end of your games with the children." His eye twitched, and Amber swirled in the Emerald Iris. "I do not have much time. The Eye is already waking them up, and they are fighting for control again."

The Magic Eye glowed Crimson, the Iris shifting and becoming a pentagram, and then a hexagram, and so on and so forth. An intricate magic circle formed, flashed twice, and returned to a regular Crimson Iris.

"Bring this body with you while i am still in control. You'll find less resistance before the meek one takes control again."

Finally, Aldric looked to Spike, blinking slowly. "The Vulgar Child likes you. He likes you a lot." He said with a smirk. He looked back to Vitas. "The Meek one trusts you, and harbors... oh my. Lets say he likes you as well. Perhaps you can use it to your advantage before putting him and the other children to sleep."

His eyes twitched again, and he grunted. "Not much time left. Take me home." He held out a hand, the other going to cover the magic eye in plain.

The true personality on his throne opened its eyes, and revealed empty sockets as Vitas approached. Howver she didnt stop, and as she grew closer. The Magic Eye appeared once more, presenting one last push against her. Still she persisted, and finally, as she awoke the personality, the Emerald Eye in the remaining socket opened.

And the world fell away.

"I feel... lost. I've been sleeping for far too long... ever since the eye took hold." He answered. His voice had a thick Germanic accent, and was gruff and deep. The type of voice many women fantasize about in their teenage years.

"But you have woken me up... and put the children to sleep... at least for now." He added. "I am Aldric as he was before The Eye split my emotions into individual personalities. I am the Gaulic War Chief who stole the Eye from the witch, and whi slaughtered the Wolf Pack she sent after me. I am Aldric Von Hardt of Gaul. The War Chief that the Romans couldnt bring to heel." He introduced himself, fully and finally.

"I am the Aldric you seek at the end of your games with the children." His eye twitched, and Amber swirled in the Emerald Iris. "I do not have much time. The Eye is already waking them up, and they are fighting for control again."

The Magic Eye glowed Crimson, the Iris shifting and becoming a pentagram, and then a hexagram, and so on and so forth. An intricate magic circle formed, flashed twice, and returned to a regular Crimson Iris.

"Bring this body with you while i am still in control. You'll find less resistance before the meek one takes control again."

Finally, Aldric looked to Spike, blinking slowly. "The Vulgar Child likes you. He likes you a lot." He said with a smirk. He looked back to Vitas. "The Meek one trusts you, and harbors... oh my. Lets say he likes you as well. Perhaps you can use it to your advantage before putting him and the other children to sleep."

His eyes twitched again, and he grunted. "Not much time left. Take me home." He held out a hand, the other going to cover the magic eye in plain.

The true personality on his throne opened its eyes, and revealed empty sockets as Vitas approached. Howver she didnt stop, and as she grew closer. The Magic Eye appeared once more, presenting one last push against her. Still she persisted, and finally, as she awoke the personality, the Emerald Eye in the remaining socket opened.

And the world fell away.

"I feel... lost. I've been sleeping for far too long... ever since the eye took hold." He answered. His voice had a thick Germanic accent, and was gruff and deep. The type of voice many women fantasize about in their teenage years.

"But you have woken me up... and put the children to sleep... at least for now." He added. "I am Aldric as he was before The Eye split my emotions into individual personalities. I am the Gaulic War Chief who stole the Eye from the witch, and whi slaughtered the Wolf Pack she sent after me. I am Aldric Von Hardt of Gaul. The War Chief that the Romans couldnt bring to heel." He introduced himself, fully and finally.

"I am the Aldric you seek at the end of your games with the children." His eye twitched, and Amber swirled in the Emerald Iris. "I do not have much time. The Eye is already waking them up, and they are fighting for control again."

The Magic Eye glowed Crimson, the Iris shifting and becoming a pentagram, and then a hexagram, and so on and so forth. An intricate magic circle formed, flashed twice, and returned to a regular Crimson Iris.

"Bring this body with you while i am still in control. You'll find less resistance before the meek one takes control again."

Finally, Aldric looked to Spike, blinking slowly. "The Vulgar Child likes you. He likes you a lot." He said with a smirk. He looked back to Vitas. "The Meek one trusts you, and harbors... oh my. Lets say he likes you as well. Perhaps you can use it to your advantage before putting him and the other children to sleep."

His eyes twitched again, and he grunted. "Not much time left. Take me home." He held out a hand, the other going to cover the magic eye in plain.

Spike did not like where things were headed, and yet Vitas was a calm woman and her magic spread from her and around her. Making things incredibly easy to keep track of. But her magic was strong too. but was it strong enough to properly calm the Old Wolf ? She hoped so. So naturally Spike kept watch.

As she did so, Vitas and Aldric both entered a brief trance as Vitas magic spread up his arm where she touched it. The magic dancved upon his skin and formed a natural skin coloration. A calming feeling entered his heart and beat back the raw energy that formed his inner demons. calming them all, but it took a bit of doing, and a lot of powerful magic to overcome the strange Eye. the last time Vitas had seen him, the eye was not present.

With Spike keeping watch, Vitas slowly brought Aldic back to the land of the sensible

The land of the Sensible had an air of calmness now that the true Aldric was in control. "Hurry. The eye will wake the children soon." He said. That deep, rumbling voice soothing the surrounding area. The kind of voice that many girls fantasized about in their most private moments. He lowered his hand from the magic Eye, a simple crimson glow to the iris.

After a moment, the iris colapsed into a single line. Then a cross. A triangle. Back to normal. The world shook.

"Open the portal, Vitas." He urged.