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"I don't understand."

Asling said as she looked up at the familiar face of her master.

"You're dead."

She replied.

"Or at least you're supposed to be."

She added.

"You know me better then that, Asling."

Kierran said with a smile. It all seemed so wonderful, too wonderful.

"So that's it then? You survived and you're here now to help us restore the magick and return to Scanthia."

"Asling,"

Kierran said softly.

"There isn't a Scanthia to return to I'm afraid."

"What?"

Asling asked.

"I'm so sorry."

Kierran replied.

"They're all gone."

He said.

"All of them? You mean everyone?"

Asling asked.

"My- my mother and my father?"

Kierran nodded.

"How did you escape? The last I saw you, you were getting mauled by those- those things."

"I shifted into one of them. You know I am a master shape shifting, Asling."

He told her with a grin.

"You left me Asling."

He added, his tone of voice seemed to shift from a warm one, the one she was so familiar with, to one that seemed cold and distant.

"I didn't have a choice... you sent me away."

She replied slowly.

"You said I had to fulfill the prophecy."

She added, her brows furrowed with confusion.

"Fulfill the prophecy? You?"

Kierran said with a scoff.

"Kierran what are you-"

"Look at yourself."

Kierran continued.

"You, the baker's daughter, be the one to fulfill the prophecy? You come from nothing, Asling, you parent's were nobodies just like you. You and your buttery fingers will do nothing but fumble over such a powerful prophecy, don't you think?"

He said coldly. He lifted a finger under her chin and tilted her head up to look up at him and his cold blue eyes.

"Kierran..."

Asling said but her voice was broken, as if she were on the brink of tears.

"Someone like you could never fulfill such a powerful prophecy."

He added.

"You come from nothing, Asling Ghile."

Kierran breathed.

"A wolf in sheep's clothing mingles with the flock until sundown."

Kierran breathed.

"I am the wolf."

Before Asling could question his words he had outstretched his hand and a blade of pure darkness extended from him like a shadow. He raised it to bring it down on her and kill her but it all happened so fast. Before she knew it someone was standing between her and her old master, holding an axe up that blocked the blade from striking her down.

"Steve?"

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There he stood, the protector of the apprentice, Steve Harrington. Asling looked up with wide eyes. In a split second she made a decision, a decision to take action. White whisps of magic formed around her fingers and her master's sword flew into her hands. The sound of metal on metal could be heard from the scuffle between Kierran's dark sword and Steve's axe.

"Steve."

She said again, her voice much more certain this time.

"Move."

She said flatly.

"What?"

Steve said, not even turning to look at her.

"I said move."

She said more firmly before throwing her hands on him and pushing him out of the way. She raised Kierran's sword against him and their blade's met with a fierce clash. There was a spark between the blades, the dark sword seemed to be visibly repulsed by the blade of pure crystal. His intense blue eyes had been blown wide with insanity as he glared down at the apprentice.

"All those years you spent training me,"

Asling said.

"It was all for not?"

She more of stated rather than asked. Kierran chuckled.

"Oh Asling."

He mused.

"You were chosen. The stars pleaded for your selection."

He told her.

"You were chosen to start all of this."

He spoke like a serpent.

"You were chosen to open the gate in our world, to let the monsters into our world and destroy it. I may be an instigator but you were chosen to be the catalyst of the end of our world."

Kierran added.

"You have become the very thing you swore to destroy."

Asling snapped.

"Oh please,"

Kierran said, their swords met in another fierce clash.

"I am much more than that."

He seethed.

"Do you know what I have become?"

He said, bringing his sword back to strike her but she met his blade again with his own.

"I am a monster greater than any you you will face from the Land Between Lands."

He said.

"Do you know who had the pleasure to raise the apprentice who would open the gate in Scanthia, allowing all these monsters to flood your home and kill everyone?"

He said.

"Me."

He added biterly. Asling was blinking back tears at this point.

"I raised you, Asling, the one who started the end of it all. You are my creation, and oh, I am proud of my work."

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Kierran let out a fierce yell as he was pushed back onto the ground by a force he could not see. Asling turned look behind her in wonder, for she was not the one to throw her master off of his feet. She could see Eleven standing with her hand out stretched in front of her and a drop of crimson blood slipping down from her nose. Asling knew she had been the one to help her. She turned back to her master. Her expression truly looked broken.

"Your mission was to corrupt me?"

She asked. There was an obvious note of pain in her voice.

"I had no mission. I raised you to be the one to open the gate and destroy our world, giving me my chance to finally join the darkness which I had studied for so long."

He said as he stood, clutching his arm which had obviously been hurt in his fall.

"So truly I should be thanking you."

He said with a bit of a sneer.

"Until I see you again, my dearest apprentice."

He said, his form morphing back into the monster that it had been earlier. The demo-dog opened up it's petaling face and roared at her before turning to run off into the darkness, limping from the pain in one of it's legs. Asling turned to face the others.

"Would you like to explain to me what the hell just happened?"

Hopper asked but all were silent as their eyes held the broken sight that was Asling's expression. Everything she had known was a lie and she no longer knew what to think of anything that she once claimed to know.