Scratch looked around and suddenly the air felt cold, and everything was so dark he couldn't see....he could only feel the cold stone underneath his feet and hear the constant splash of water, echoing in the space.

Suddenly, a groan was heard. He whipped around, following the voice that sounded demonic. "Shadow?"

Shadow growled. "You should've let me fight him!" He sounded like he was in pain.

"I wasn't going to let you get your ass kicked by that maniac!"

Shadow barked so loud in the silence, it startled Scratch. "I COULD'VE HANDLED HIM!"

Scratch himself growled. "Alright, alright....I'm sorry!" He said defensively.

Shadow laughed. "Damn right, you are! None of this would've happened if you hadn't been such a jackass to your friend!"

Scratch scoffed. "I wasn't trying to be....he keeps pressing the right buttons!"

Shadow groaned irritably. "Maybe he's right, maybe you ARE selfish! Thinking that everything is about you!"

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Scratch bit him hard in the ear, causing chaos to form. Shadow lunges at him and takes him to the ground, getting on top of him, and scratching the life out of him. Scratch wriggled out from under him and bit him again, this time getting his shoulder. Shadow cried in pain, but he kept going. Suddenly, a cough was heard, alerting the both of them.

Scratch and Shadow listened. Another cough was heard, along with the sound of something like the rattling of chains.

"Hello?" Shadow called.

"Shh, he'll hear you." A soft feminine voice said.

Scratch slowly approached the feeling of metal bars, as he tried to follow the source of the noise. "Who are you?" He whispered.

"My name is Ebony."

Ebony, where did he hear that before? Apparently Shadow thought the same thing, because he looked at Scratch with a surprised look on his face. Scratch continued to speak. "Ebony? You're Ebony? Someone told us about you."

"Who was it?" She demanded. "I need to know!"

"Um, Mica?"

"What? You can speak his language? Who are you?"

It was then Shadow's turn to answer. And to be honest, the sound of his voice in the pitch black and cold was bone chilling to say the least. "We're Shifters. We can be able to speak to him that way."

"Mica......remembers me?" She chuckled. "He's always been an interesting fellow."

"We've been told you're a black witch?" Scratch asked her.

"EX black witch. I'm nothing more than a freak show now. I..I'm not.......human anymore."

Scratch tilted his head. "What are you then?"

It took her a long while to finally answered, when she said it, her words were hollow. "Death."