Once again Brian found himself sitting in front of the three familiar graves nestled within the walls of what was once known as the Den of Shadows. He really didn't know what to say, or what to even do in regards to Lucy. He was angered, and worried. Concerned and fearful, and at times just down right pissed. It wasn't the girl's fault, it was her mother Renna's and his and that made him even more upset. Because Lucy currently had to deal with something that Brian couldn't deal with after many years. So there he sat wondering what the hell he was going to do. So he spoke aloud, in truth he didn't really expect any answers. He just wanted to let everything out.

"So ya felt her anger a bit, eh Ren? She was pretty pissed.. Y'know I can relate to where she is coming from, but you really ^&%$ed up with this one. She is way to young for what you put inside her, and what you took from me. I really wish I knew what the hell you wanted in life and in death, but I guess that's reserved for others and not me. Sometimes I even wonder why I did it, why I convinced Charlotte to do it. Especially after the acts we each commited. Maybe I was looking for redemption a bit, or maybe I saw a chance to help create something positive out of the *&#@ed up mess we created. I dunno.."

"But we have a problem here. She is getting way too strong for her own good and that's not good. I have a bad feeling she will over develope herself and cause further hard to herself and others around her. Emotionally she is already a wreck and your stunts with the wolves and her little friend didn't do much to help. I wish I knew better how to help her, as it stands I am not cut out to be anyone's father. A shame they dont sell a book on the subject." <c>

He shook his head as he felt the temperature drop, and then heard the voice. In truth he didn't expect her to even reply let alone show up. He listened carefully as she spoke, and took each word in. In truth they did little to help, then again his griping did little as well.

"I guess.. Well it isn't like I have anyone else to talk to in regards to this. This is something both of our mistakes created. I know I am griping, but I thik I have a right to. You took something from me, and to top it off, you put it inside of her. She did nothing to deserve that. If you truly loved her you would not have done that. Like I said before, I wish I knew what the hell you had going on in your head. This gambit makes no sense, cause you are dead, she is here and even more lost than before. I won't lie, this reminds me a tad of Emma, and that is very uncomfortable ground for me."

Bringing his knees up to his chest, he sat there rocking back and forth gently. He had no real idea why he was speaking to her this way, in all regards it may have been better if he had just killed the child, but that just wasn't in him. It wasn't fair to Charlotte either, she never asked for this and was dragged right into the mess. Brian knew that neither of them envisioned being parents this early on, in fact with no date set for the wedding and their lives currently as they stood, things were beginning to take their toll.

"Ya know, this is just a bad situation for all involved. If screwing the general populace over was your goal, you won hands down. I bet it is exciting to see how strong she is, but you are not the one who has to deal with it, and with the possibility that she may become too strong and then have to be.. Well dealt with. I mean c'mon. Will she ever be normal? Normal enough to have her own life without having to run amok and lay waste, or will you keep pushing her the way you have. I can still feel it. Just cause you ripped it from me and jammed it into her doesn't mean I cannot feel it's pull at her heart. I lived with that for over ten years and I can only imagine what it could do to a child, and then toss in your version of parental nurturing. I just want her to be happy, truly happy the way a child should be. Is that so wrong?"

Looking up he saw her, clad in her black armour sporting the new scar. In truth seeing her that way upset him more than he would say, but this was not about he and she. He knew why he kept returning as well and it was a moot point that did not need to surface once more. Soon this place would be a school, or something else entirely and that was enough for him. It was a move foward, albeit a small one. But a move none the less.
She sat next to him, and he looked at her a bit longer and then took his glance ahead of them and continued.

"I took myself away from all of what did before to try to make an easier life for us. To try to get away from the chaos, and yet the more I do so, the more chaotic it gets. Still I guess in a way I have to be thankful to you. After all we do have Lucy and there is still a chance yet we can turn this around, of course with a bit of help from you turning it around would be a lot easier. Then again that might be asking a bit too much from you. In the end I just want her happy, and free from the chaos we created."

Rising to his feet, he glanced to her form and forced a faint smile.

"Still she has a great deal of each of us in her. It won't be an easy road.. An boys.. I'm not made for dealing with that, I'd just as soon gut each of them as they came through the door. Maybe Charlotte can handle that. A shame you aren't here for this, well you are but. Anyways, I need to go. I gotta get some shopping done in the clothng district and then pay an overdue visit to Lucy, it's time she saw more of me. Please.. I need to ask one thing of you. No more pushes on her, I don't know how much more she can deal with at present. Try for once to be nurturing, it isn't that hard. Maybe we direct her to something bigger than us all, and even bigger than your little plans from beyond the grave. Sides, you aren't too cute when you get all methodical. "

Sliding his hands into the pockets of his pants, he began to move from the graves and to the corridor.

"Sides, I still have your unmentionables somewhere in the keep, don't make me drag em out. It would be rather hard to be considered a queen of evil with thise bad boys in view of the public. An don't think of haunting this place when we move in, I know the names of a couple of great shinto priests."

Griping aside, Brian felt relieved. He made his way through the halls and out the entrance, and was soon headed to town. It was time to take Lucy out to get her Kimono for the festival, and spend some time with her. Something he should have done from the get go.