Historia strolled through Hogwarts empty corridors.Wind flowed through her hair in waves as the moon shown down on her,night gown flapping.Feet bare to the cold stone floors.She was alone since she had left Onyx in her room wanting to be on her own, she didn't wan to go back to sleep after that nightmare.Remembering back to her short talk with Onyx,she felt guilty.

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"Onyx,"Her voice cracked,"sorry if I woke you."

No, its alright child.What was it that you were dreaming about?

She wiped away the stray tears,"The manor."

Do you miss it?

"No."Her voice hissed through her clutched teeth.She could never miss that place,never.

What is wrong then? I thought the Manor is quite nice,sightly tilting his head to the side.

Shaking her head,"You don't get is Onyx.You have only been at the Manor for two weeks not your whole life like me,"pulling him off her neck and laying him unkindly on the bed,"you don't know what I've been through or the pain I had to indoor.You don't know anything!"

Looking at him with harden eyes she saw hurt in his yellow-golden ones.She instantly felt guilty,but hid it with a scowl getting off the bed grabbing her pen and stuffing it in her gowns pocket.She didn't feel like sleeping again or being in the room at the moment.

"I'm going for a walk,"And she was gone with a small click of the door.Leaving Onyx alone on her bed, hurt and confused.

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She felt guilty for snapping at Onyx.Historia was at the edge because of the nightmare and took it out in him.

Historia sighed and stared out in to the night.

The trees dancing in the gentle wind and bats flew in the dully lit darkness.She let her self calm down,letting the wind whist pass her.Closing her eyes she let herself get carried off in the silence.Nothing was heard except for the soft chirps of crickets and a 'hoo' from a distant owl.

Then it was all interrupted by a feeling.A Dark feeling.

Her eyes snapped open with a gasp looking for what she felt,hair whipping eyes wide.Nothing around.She heard a faint whine of pain,looking into the distant forest she squinted to try to see what it may be.Her hand had instinctively went to her weapon in her gowns pocket,thumb ready to click.In her surprise she had saw a dark figure glide through the trees,she leaned forward trying to get a better look.

What is that?

A hand grasp her shoulder.

Click.

Everything went blank as she swung around blade in hand.But this person had gracefully grabbed her wrist disarming her with a twist of her arm.Her dagger falling to the ground with a 'clank'.With a sweep of his leg he tripped her.She would have fell,but she twisted her body managing to pull out of the persons grasp and back-flipped landing gracefully on her feet in a fighting position.

"Enough Ms.Moon."Said the person.

Squinting in the dull lit corridor she gulp.She was so screwed.