I had a dreamless sleep, where my mind was filled with only white light and a voice that kept on calling my name. I recognised the voice as the one who had lent me the strength of light against some of the challenges I had faced. He called as if he knew me.

“Alex.”

I found myself sat on a chair in the white space, there was another chair in front of me. A Feles who shared a similar look as me, but far more mature, appeared sat on the chair opposite, smiling he spoke.

“Finally, I got through to you,” he smiled. “It has been a while, Alex.”

“You know me?” I stared at him.

“Yes,” he nodded.

“I don’t remember meeting you before,” I commented.

“Well, you haven’t met me yet, but now you have,” he seemed to gaze upwards, thinking about it. “We have met in your future and my past.”

“That makes no sense.”

He laughed. “I suppose it doesn’t.”

“Why are you here?” I questioned wanting some answers from this weirdo.

“It is the time of your awakening.” His expression became serious.

“Awakening.” I repeated. “My awakening.”

“Yes. It is when our power comes into contact with the darkness.”

“Our power.”

“How about I start from the beginning,” he leaned forward.

“That would be great because I still have no idea who you are,” I said, still confused to what was going on, this was most probably just some dream.

“I am Fang.” He started with his name. “I suspect you have already read my legends as they have been passed down through our clan.”

“What?” I was shocked. “Fang.” I gulped. “They are all true.”

“Yes, but I suspect most have been a little distorted through time. I am here to tell you of the true nature of the darkness that has finally awakened you.”

“But I’ve come into contact with dark power before,” I mentioned. “It spreads through the castle from Dumah, I’ve felt it through Sniper’s poison.”

“Indeed, they have tried hard to prevent our meeting,” acknowledged Fang. “The Leo is simply a vessel for the dark power, someone who is reborn again and again to do his master’s bidding, your true enemy usually takes on the form of a Draco, with power enough to kill those weak to it in an instant.”

“Draco.” I thought back on the one who had attacked the festival.

“He is only half of the darkness.”

“Half.” I looked at him, even more interested in what he was going to tell me now.

“At the beginning there was no light or darkness, just someone with an endless hunger that turned those who came into contact dark. Consuming, spreading, bringing destruction to everything.” Fang kept most of his words to the point. “I was born as the light to combat this darkness; we clashed on many occasions until eventually the goddess was able to split its power into two halves. One which resides in this world and the other in a different world.”

“Two halves.” I nodded.

“The one you met is named Melchiah.”

“Melchiah,” I repeated the name. I wouldn’t be forgetting it.

“He has caused conflict throughout the world, and that is where the clan carrying my name comes from, your family comes in. We have combated the dark power through every generation. I met your father before you as he was the next to be chosen to combat the darkness and your mother carries my blood directly through her and your veins.”

“I am your direct descendant.” I thought as much as I had become the Warrior of Fang and shared mum’s gifts which she had received through her direct line to him.

“Not just that, you are special Alex,” smiled Fang. “You could say you are me reincarnated to face the darkness anew, to finish what I started.” My eyes widened as he said those words. “I am sure you noticed; you share the same talisman spirits as I.” I noticed he had Larana’s bracelet, Mila’s choker, and the twin lion swords. I just stared at him.

“I had my suspicions,” I admitted.

“One more thing, you must protect the blue winged Avis.”

“Blue winged Avis,” I repeated, thinking about Athena.

“They have the ability to travel between the two worlds, if Melchiah gets hold of this power, then there is the risk of the two halves of darkness becoming one once more.”

“Protect Athena, got it.” I nodded.

“Any questions before I leave?” asked Fang.

“Leave?” When he had just shown up.

“I have limited time here you see,” responded Fang. “I will disappear, and you will awake.”

“Um…” I had to think quick. “Why are those closest to me unaffected by the darkness?”

“Ah, good question,” he nodded. “They are protected by your light, an aura which surrounds you.” Fang held up his hand and my body glowed; I saw a bright aura around me. “It is a light the darkness cannot touch. The closer you are to someone the stronger that protection.”

“Okay.” I nodded, relieved it meant Tigra would be safe from the darkness Dumah carried, one less thing to worry about.

“Anything else,” he encouraged.

“When did I meet you?” I asked curious, considering he had met me before.

“I cannot answer that,” he shook his head. “Those are events of the future, just know you will face many challenges and fighting alongside me will be one of them.”

“So, you can’t tell me even a little.”

“No,” he laughed. “As impatient as always.”

“Is that why you stopped me from seeing things when I fused with Larana?” I asked quickly.

“It is, can’t let you know all the answers.” I noticed everything become a little more faded. “Ah, it is almost time up.”

“Wait, what happens to you now?”

“I passed from this world many hundreds of years ago, but my power still remains within those carrying my blood and the talismans you carry,” he smiled at my concern. “And in a way I am you, remember that.”

“I will.” I nodded.

“Well, until you meet me again Alex Fang.”

“I look forward to it.” I smiled.

“Take care of that female of yours,” he grinned.

“What?” I was surprised again, how did he know about Tigra too.

“Oh, things may be a little different from here on out, your senses will be more acute to the dark power, to be honest it has startled quite a number of my descendants” he informed. “Good luck Fang.”

“Wait.” I reached my hand out and he completely faded away.