(My POV)
I can hear my heart beat in my ears; pounding like a drum. The power in my chest flows over my chest, down my arms and legs like tar; coating my body in a suit of leather and my staff forms in my right hand.  

I slowly wake forwards into the think soup like fog; the only sounds being my breathing and the click of my heels on the cement like floor. My surrounding look less like the PAX convention and more like a cold abyss. I sense I'm not alone. Out of nowhere comes a knife, heading right at my head; causing me to quickly throw up a shield. The knife bounces off the purple/pinkish coloured shield and vanishes before it  hits the ground or more or less the fog as it has risen up to my knees. 

Out of the corner of my eye I see the fog shift and out jumps someone cloaked in black, all I see is a scythe that's glowing green fire as it's swung at my head. The clang of metal on metal echos on forever in the void of fog. Before I could think, my assailant strikes again, this time with an over head strike; coming own hard on my staff's pole. Since I had my hands above my head, my assailant had easy access to my stomach which they took advantage quickly.  A kick sends me stabilising back, but I was able to steady myself.  Not to waste a second, I run at my assailant. I run to the left then quickly bounce to the right, but it seemed like they knew I was going to do so by blocking my attack.

We both jump back; watching each other. My assailant seems to mimic my movements as if they knew how my mind works as if they were in my mind. I briefly see a glimmer of light out the corner of my eye. It looks kind of like a portal but not at the same time. My assailant took advantage of me being distracted and started to run at me. By reflexes I slam my staff down causing the heart to glow and send out a shock wave of blinding light. When the light clears, I'm back in the PAX convention and I spot my assailantsprawled out on the ground. 

I slowly walk over to them, still on guard. My eyes widen as I watch the ground around them slowly turn black. A pause for a second as a memory hits me like a brick. Then around me the walls crumble from my realisation. My surroundings turn black; now I'm really in a void of my own making. I lose my balance; slowly falling as wind rushes passes me by. I land hard, a jarring pain running down my back. Opening my eyes I see myself in a ditch with who I thought was my assailant looming over but instead It's Shadow. I watch her as she jumps down to wear I am.

"Do you know why I'm here?" Her voice comes out cold like when we had just met. I give her a brief nod. I look down and see Shadow on a sharp rock with me on top of her; pining her down with part of my staff.  Out of nowhere Shadow says what I'm always thinking "You still fear me, don't you." As much as I don't want to admit, but I do still fear that she'd go back to being evil. I frown as I stare at the floor as I think. I know Shadow wouldn't go back to being evil, in reality I'm more at risk going evil then Shadow. I hold the power of both good and evil.

The silence is broken by muffled sound. I briefly look over at Shadow; she gives me a nod before I leave.