Alison wished it were all a dream. But her body was telling her that her power was real, that she could no longer control it. Taking deep breaths, she watched the dark, mysterious energy surrounding William and Sienna. Everything was so, so dangerous and real. Thanks to William's powerful magic, the dark entities around them had temporarily vanished. But Alison felt trapped. Her thoughts were jumbled, so many questions still nagging at her.
She sensed something wasn't right, but she didn't know what. Alison: "How did this… how did this happen to me? Am I… who am I? What should I do?" Sienna: "I had to explain this to you, but… it's hard. We're going back to the beginning. You have to accept the powers, Alison. If you don't control it, the darkness will consume you." Alison looked at Sienna and William, her eyes misty. "Are you really a wizard? Or… a demon? This… isn't real, it can't be!" William took a deep breath and approached Alison. "No, Alison. The power inside you isn't related to the darkness. This will save you, but you must take the first step. You cannot refuse. Your time has come." Alison took a step back, utterly terrified. "But I don't want to be powerful. I don't want to live with this! I had a life. What is it you want to take and bring into this world?"
Sienna nodded slightly, her eyes softening as she tried to approach Alison. "Alison, this is your destiny. We will show you the way. But if you don't accept this, the power will slowly consume you from within." Alison continued to wrack her brain, hands clasping her head. Trying to calm down, she couldn't resolve the confusion in her thoughts. "Enough!" she cried, red lights appearing in her eyes. "Tell me who I am! Who am I?" Suddenly, the air around them began to change. A dark aura began to envelop Alison. No matter how much she tried to move away, the shadows around her were slowly closing in.
Dark entities entities she had never seen but recognized were approaching her with a deep smile.
William quickly raised his hand and began casting a dark spell. "Alison, they are following you. You must start using your power!" Alison heard the words echoing in her head: "Accept this, Alison… Accept your power!" For a moment, her eyes turned red as she experienced a surge of power. Objects around her began to dance in the air, and her powers began to rage out of control. Sienna shouted at Alison, "Alison, control! Accept your power, or everything will be destroyed!" But in a shock, Alison felt herself gripped by a force. She couldn't breathe. Was it truly so difficult to control power? But there was something she couldn't hold back any longer. William approached her fiercely, shouting, "Alison, don't let the powers control you! Control this, or you will be lost!" Alison clenched her hands tightly and closed her eyes in a final effort.
This power, this fear… she had to control it. She took a slow, deep breath, but there was a giant crack inside her. The power was beginning to drain away from her, but something was changing. Suddenly, when her eyes opened, instead of red lights, there was a golden glow. The power slowly enveloped Alison, but this time it was controlling her. William stared at Alison in shock. "You did it…" Sienna took a deep breath and moved closer to her. "This is it! Everything will change now." Alison took a deep breath. "Is this my path? I mean, this power… the one I choose?" But then, the darkness around them began to thicken, thicker. A voice echoed powerfully from the depths: "Alison Brown, your powers have finally found you. But you can't run now." As William and Sienna approached Alison, a dark threat appeared in their eyes.
Sienna whispered to Alison, "Now, you must be very careful. The true enemies are coming. This is just beginning." Alison took one last deep breath. Now she knew what to do. But the darkness was truly beginning to consume her. Alison had finally accepted the dark power within her, but with this new power came a great threat. William and Sienna were determined to guide her. But the darkness was closing in. Alison's inner strength was only the beginning; the real battle had not yet begun.