This is set in a universe where Clearsight talked Darkstalker out of his murderer ways before killing his father. He actually takes the time to talk to his dad and for the first time Artic actually talks back to him about their life, they acknowledge that they are two sides of the same coin, both animi, both caring for their family, and both willing to do anything to protect it and how they will never be able to rid one another from each other. They grow a strong bond, their family finally becoming happy again even without Foeslayer. Artic gives Darkstalker tips to animus magic and takes Whiteout to get Icecream, to see the magic sights of a kingdom he can finally take in the beauty of after leaving his pride and past behind like the love of his life always wanted to. Then a few years later, where Darkstalker has become a proud member of the peace committee and arming their soldiers with purely defensive magical items such as shields, while Artic and Darkstalker are visiting the markets to buy a gift to Whiteout's current boyfriend, Thoughtful, as everything is going right Artic dies at the hands of a traitor, paid off by Diamond, trying to kill Darkstalker as he leaps in to block the attack, his life ending before Darkstalker could save him. Consumed by guilt and anger he shuts out 'peaceful solutions' or 'helping both sides try make up' or 'defensive solutions' Darkstalker no longer wished to be a saviour of the Innocent. He enrolled into the army and was quickly made into one of their special forces, a Vigilante. From here he became no longer a saviour of those who were called innocent he was now a Punisher of the Guilty.
A fanfiction and universe made by 'Hangman's Secret's' with the in person help of 'ILoveIcewingsALot'.
Epilogue[]
Darkstalker was finally... happy? Clearsight thought in shock, seeing the one timeline she had always wanted to go down finally appear in front of her as she watched Darkstalker talk to his dad, and Artic actually treat him like a son. As she watched the two finally sit down and talk to each other about their lives, their struggles, their problems and the things they loved most she saw thousands of new visions, some bad, some good. Clearsight shed a tear as she saw some of these timelines, a tear of joy. She saw everything she ever wanted, everything she never knew she wanted, everything relied on this, if the two animi could forgive each other. Clearsight was obviously worried, this was one of the most important things that could ever happen to her and Darkstalker, to let them go on the happiest road. She knew however she couldn't try change what was about to happen, for she didn't know, for the first time in her life she didn't know what was about to happen. So, she just let what was about to play out happen, whether it was going to be a fight or heartfelt apology, Clearsight did not yet know, but she was going to find out.
Chapter 1: Artic[]
It had been so long... so long since Artic had been happy. As he stared at the ceiling of his frosted room, he couldn't believe what had happened. It's been so long since I have felt like this... what is this feeling? I don't quite remember it, it's like when I first met Foeslayer, but a bit... different. Artic thought in his head trying to understand an emotion he hasn't felt in decades, an emotion he couldn't even remember. Happiness. Artic realised, a smile making its way through his ice-cold exterior for the first time since he left his original home. He got up from bed with a vigour he hadn't had since he met Foeslayer. He walked to the kitchen with a skip in his step and a smile on his face. He looked at the empty chair where Foelsayer once sat upon and remembered all the good and bad times they had together as Artic slowed down a bit, about to shed a tear over losing the love of his life. "You okay dad?" Darkstalker asked, placing down plates of hawk in front of each seat, which snapped him out of his worries, his angers and his sadness as he heard himself get called a dad by his son for the first time. "Yeah, I am... son." Artic said grateful for the part of the family he used to always hate before he noticed a flash of confused happiness on Darkstalker's face as he was finally proudly called as son by his father. "We've never called each other those names before, have we?" Darkstalker asked sitting down, tearing a piece of his hawk off. "We hadn't, it is a real shame we never did." Artic said finally being able to enjoy his favourite food from his home without being saddened by the memories.
Chapter 2: Artic[]
Artic, Darkstalker and Whiteout all chatted together for the whole of dinner without any conflicts or anger for the first time. "So how was everyone's day?" Artic asked. "Pretty good, spent some time with Clearsight." Darkstalker said after finishing a bit of hawk. "Mine was nice and yellow." Whiteout said cutting her hawk into little shapes and animals with her claws. Artic smiled at Whiteout and all her lovely weirdness, that he could finally appreciate. "Everyone enjoying their meals?" Artic asked, before tearing a chunk off his hawk. "I undercooked it a bit but it's good overall." Darkstalker said heating up a chunk of hawk. "It's quite musical." Whiteout said clearly enjoying her piece of hawk and humming something. "I'm enjoying mine." Artic said.