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'Alright. Let's try this again.'Michael said frustratedly.
He stood amidst the darkest shadows in the forbidden zone.
Focusing all his power on the shadows, he thought, Ready?
Ready!
He brought his hands forward, his fingers spread wide. Then he close his hands, dragging the shadows with them. He tore the shadows, and formed the peice in his hand into the shape of a wing. He quickly closed his eyes, and attached it to his back, but once again. It dissapated before he could finish.
'AAAAAAARRRRGG!!!!!!!!!' He shouted. Letting his hold on the shadows drop. He stalked out of them into the somewhat lighter area around.
We're not strong enough right now.
Or we never were strong ebnough to begin with! He felt him and is other half falling out of synch. But he didn't care.

Sitting beneath a tree near the start of the shadows, he slowly twirled them with his finger.
I suppose we should try again tomorrow.
All he recieved was a small, Hrrmf in his mind. But he knew that was a yes.

'Yep.' he said, sighing as he stood up. He was surprised by how much energy that had taken. Looking at him he said, 'What's with the hood?'

He shrugged also. 'Whatever. So, you know my powers. What, may I ask, are yours?'

'Ah, so our powers both pertain to the darkness.' He looked back at him from where he had been looking at the shadows and said, 'Though you can control light too.' He nodded and said, 'Interesting.'
It is. Said the other voice. Perhaps he could help us.

He nodded. 'No one finds their powers as interesting as everyone else does. And if they do, they're considered concieted.' Shrugging again he said, 'But whatever. They can be entertaining. And now that I have more contrl over them, it's all good.'
You mean now that we get along more often.
Yep, but he doesn't need to know about you.
Finally, you use your brain on this matter.

'Oh, just thinking. Talking to myself really.' He shook is head in mock sadness, 'It's a bad habit, I know, but I just can't seem to stop.'
Oh don't pretend like you don't like talking to me.

'Well, I wouldn't say that I'm crazy. I just like to think things through I suppose.'
You do now. You didn't used to though. And you can still be a numbskull sometimes.

Michael raised an eyebrow. Ok...
He could feel his strength returning, but he knew it wouldn't be enough.
Oh well, we'll try again later.
'So.' He said to Andreas, 'What brings you out here?'

'I see.' Looking around, he knew that this conversation was over. 'Well, I'll let you get back to your music.' Turning away he said, 'Goodbye.' And melted into the shadows, following them back to the school.