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Rivera froze as a rose-colored spotlight revealed a young man, not much older than her, on stage, appeared, as well as what appeared to be a milliion copies of him in all of the booths and chairs in the room. "What...?"

She stood, horrified at the scene that was playing out before her. Some woman, who at first glance appeared to be very beautiful, but in reality was horrifying, kissed him. She started as she saw the black tendril-like things that sprouted from her, latching onto him. That's.... She gulped Just like...!! She shook away the memory, unwilling to relive it just yet. "I...I have to help him..."

She shut her eyes again. What could she do? She was just a girl, it wasn't like she had anything that she could use. But this man was dying in front of her, he was being overcome by the shadows of his own nightmare, and she wasn't stoping it. Again Rivera sank to her knees.

"I can't...help him..." She kept her eyes shut, forcing the tears back. "I can't do this on my own..."

You are not alone, Rivera

Her eyes snapped open. Who had said that? And then, her eyes widened with a realization when the card in her pocket grew warm. She yanked it out, staring at it.

"Temuji..." The card was glowing a brilliant blue, and one word endlessly repeated in her mind.

"Per...so...na..."

She said the words, softly, barely above a whisper, but it was enough. The card exploded with a blue enregy and light, and within seconds, Temuji had materialized in front of her. Rivera stared up at the samurai in shock. Had she really called him to her?

Temuji looked down at Rivera with a small smile, and then turned his attention to the woman on stage. He held his hand out in front of him, a blade of pure enregy, made of the same blue light that had created him, appeared in his hand. Foul temptress of the Nightmare Realm, you will unhand that man. The words came from Temuji, but his lips never moved.