Sunlight shines through a window. The light wakes Reaper up, and it starts to burn him. He groans and backs the chair up into a shadow. The chair makes an ear piercing squeak until it finally enters the shadow. The darkness makes him feel safe.

"Hurts don't it?"

Calypso walks into the room with a smile. He was loving every second of it knowing that Reaper was back home.

"Don't worry, it look me awhile to get used to it. Oh wait... I don't have to! When I am in this form, the sun doesn't bother me."

Reaper struggles in his chair as the thorny vines dug deeper into his skin. Calypso shakes his head. He was enjoying this little encounter with his Reaper.

"My dear, Reaper. You cannot enter the Shadow Realm in my building. I am the only one who can since its my force field that I use on this place."

Reaper looks at Calypso. Reaper knows a coward when he sees one. He knows that if Calypso steps a single foot outside, he would be taken by Moloch.

"Yeah because you're a coward. You're afraid that Moloch will get you.

Calypso waved him off. He doesn't know this "Moloch". This "Moloch" must be some new drug lord trying to make a name for himself by threatening him.

"I don't know anyone by that name and no its called keeping the pests away from my building. There are too many government spies trying to steal my life's work for their benefits."

"Like that formula that I fixed for you?"

Calypso turns towards Reaper. He was amazed. Reaper got his memories back. This might be even more difficult to control him if he got his memories back and remembers what happened to him.

"Oh! Looks like you got your memories back. Amazing that you were able to easily getting them back. Usually my memory suppressing always works."

"Your formula was wrong again? Is that why your powers are weak?"

Calypso morphs into Heart of Darkness but turns back because the sun was burning him. He recovers himself. He forgot how much the sun hurts his true form.

"What's that matter? Can't do a magic show because the sun's out"

Reaper said to Calypso as he smirked at him. Calypso glares at Reaper. Calypso stops and takes a deep breath to calm himself and not lose control. He walks over to Reaper.

"No matter. I can still block your memories and reprogram you in this form."

Calypso grabs Reaper's head and tries to block his memories. The black fog seeps out from his hands and into the ears, nose, mouth, and eyes. Reaper's eyes burn a purple flame as his scar pulsates, rejecting Calypso's memory suppression. Calypso gets confused. Why isn't his powers working on Reaper?

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"Huh. It usually isn't this hard to do this. I've done it plenty of times."

Calypso goes deeper into Reaper's mind to block his memories but his powers weren't working at all. Suddenly, Calypso sees Moloch in Reaper's mind. He waves his finger at Calypso and laughs.

"Tsk tsk. Your magic won't work here anymore! I'm coming for you Calypso. Get ready!"

Calypso yells and lets go of Reaper's head. No, it cannot be. Why was HE in Reaper's mind?

"NO!!!"

Calypso rushes out of the room in a hurry. Reaper was amused by Calypso's reaction.

"Looks like he saw the Boogie Man."

Calypso rushes into his office and shuts the door. He goes to his desk and sits at it. He was in a panic.

"It's him! It's him...! Shit! Is he here!? No, if he was, he would've already came for me. He doesn't come out during the day because he's not strong out during the day. I need a leverage but what? wait... What's this?"

"Something that you wanna see, Hearty."

Twilight Mistress comes from the shadows with a sadistic grin on her face. Calypso sees a DVD on his desk that says, "Play Me". Calypso looks over at Twilight Mistress. She gestures to the DVD player. Calypso inserts the disk into his computer and watching it. It was the security video of Reaper. He watches himself attack Reaper. He smiles.

"This is some good stuff here!"

"That's not the best part."

Twilight Mistress says as the video footage continues. Calypso sees Black Rose into the picture. He sees her sit and kiss him.

"Well, looks like the cat's out of the bag, She knows that he's still alive."

He hears them arguing and learns about Jessica.

"He has a daughter!? Wait a minute..."

Twilight Mistress smirks as she watches Calypso searches Magan's employee records to see that she was on maternity leave five years ago. He smiles.

"Oh, this is going to be fun!"

"See?"

Calypso looks over at Twilight Mistress. He saw her smiling that would make even his spine had chills running down it.

"I knew you would LOVE seeing that."

She cups her hands to her face and gave Calypso a sadistic look.

"I wanna play with my toy, Hearty... I'm so eager to play with him. LET ME PLAY WITH HIM!"

Black Rose enters Reaper's room. He glares at her. She was the last person he wanted to see at the moment. Especially after calling him an "asshole" and revealing that he had a long lost daughter she never told him about.

"Now, what the hell do you want!?"

Black Rose stops and glares back at him. He was still being cold as ever. SHe thought telling him about his daughter would warm him up a bit. Seems like she was wrong.

"I've come to check up on you."

"Why? So you can collect child support that I owe!?"

"No! I've come to tell you that Calypso is up to something, and you need to do whatever you need to do to complete your mission!"

Reaper turned away from her. He was powerless at the moment.

"I cannot do anything while the sun's out."

"Drain my darkness. then the sun won't bother you. I've only accepted the darkness because I wanted to avenge your death. Please, I don't want this anymore..."

"I can't do that."

Reaper was afraid that he might accidentally kill her in the process. He couldn't do that to her.

"What the hell not!? I'm trying to help you! Are you that stubborn to not accept it!?"

Black Rose said not knowing the turmoil that Reaper is going through. There was another issue at hand to why he couldn't do what she asked.

"I can't drain it because I'm strapped to a fucking chair!"

"Oh..."

Black Rose reaches out and flicks her wrist. The thorny vines holding Reaper withers and falls to the ground dead. Reaper slowly gets up from the chair and cracks his neck. Black Rose apologizes.

"I'm sorry..."

"Don't be sorry..."

"Why?"

Reaper forces his hand through her chest. She looks at him in horror for a second but then realizes what he was doing. She smiles at him and gives him a nod. He pulls out her heart but was still connected to her. He drains all of the darkness from her without biting too hard and hurting her too much. He lays her down on the ground and heals her wounds. He wipes the blood off his mouth. He strokes her head before he kisses her gently. He steps into the sun. He finds out that the sun no longer burns him. He smirks.

"Well, Calypso is going to get a kick out of this."

Reaper rushes into Calypso's office by blasting the door open. He walks in and sees that Calypso was not there. Reaper looks around in a rage.

"Where the hell is he!?"

"Oh, my poor little Reapy... You're not going to leave me so soon are you? We haven't played yet..."

Reaper quickly looks to his right to see Twilight Mistress leaning on the wall. She gave him a possessive smile. Reaper tilted his head at her. She looked so familiar but cannot place a finger on where.

"Who are you?"

"Oh, Reapy, you hurt me with your words! Don't tell me you forgot about me already?"

Reaper squinted his eyes at her. He sneered at her.

"I still don't know you."

Twilight Mistress cackled a crazed laugh. That amused her.

"Oh, I'm sure you would remember me if I let you something explode around me."

Reapers eyes widen. No, it can't be. It can't be her.

"No... Brittany!?"

Twilight Mistress smiled sadistically. She pushed herself off the wall and opened her hands out wide like she was inviting him for a hug.

"Yes... Finally, my toy has come back to me! We are going to have so much fun together! If you play nice, I might let you have your way with me."

"Like hell I will!"

Reaper charges at Twilight Mistress.