The Slave Named Nyx.

She looked at him, then shadows wrapped around her and she disappeared

He got up and started wandering the halls.

The man was pacing

Jack walked past the mans room.

The man approached him. "What the Hell are we going to do...she can barely even control her thirst plus she' my slave...Want to help me control her?"

"I dont wanna control anyone."

"Then why were you beating on her?" he asked him

"to get her to come with me"

"We need to control her...I hate her and you do to, I can feel it...You hate her more for nearly killing you and for being the goddess, we all know she'll fail"

"I dont hate her and i dont wanna control her" Jack started to walk off looking for the exit.

"Well someone will have to..." he was saying, "What exactly are your thoughts on this?"

"I think its wrong!" Jack flew off leaving a trail of ice behind him.

Nyx was in a meadow, crying. She was scared and didn''t know what to do.

As jack flew by he looked down and saw a meadow. He flew down and landed in the meadow. As he landed the grass below his feet began to freeze from the cold coming from his body. He looked over and saw nyx sitting by herself, crying. He slowly walked over to her, the grass freezing with every step he took.

Nyx hugged her knees tighly

"Is something on your mind?"

"I'm scared..."

"Why is that?"

"I don't want this"

"Well i guess its too late now."

She looked miserable