Evil? Good? Dark? Light? Riddles? It's all a lot in one...

Thomas sighed in the tree he was in. He wondered just why all this was happening to him. There was the scar and now he kept being confused... he was pretty sure it wouldn't be much longer until he just gave in to it, the Dark didn't sound that bad after all in some senses... Get out of my head! His mind said to another part of it. No. Dark was bad. Not good. Or right in any sense whatsoever. he shook his head to clear it. He supposed he would have to find help somehow soon, but every time he even tried to look at his mark it felt like his ankle was on fire. He wondered how everyone else was feeling... It was like a cloud over everyone really. Added pressure and stress. He shrugged to himself. Nothing he could do.

Blake was walking around, in a more than confused way. Not only had she found out that her entire life she was lied to as to who her actual family was, but now she was feeling... hmm, odd? No... Odd was not the word. Perhaps more devious? In a not so playful way. She shook her head as she made her way around the lake. She had intentions of telling the young Riddles that she was now... crazily enough... a part of their family. Well not now a part of her family. She had always been a part of the family. No, just tell them that she was given up and now she had come to the knoledge that they were actually related. Weird...

Shaking her head slightly vigorously, she saw someone in a tree. She narrowed her eyes to see that it was Thomas, the boy whom she had met a little while ago, and of course... a Riddle. Making her way over, in a slightly annoyed kind of way, but dropping it as soon as she stopped by the tree, looking up at the boy. "Hey!" she called, wanting his attention. Maybe she should actually tell them all, but it was convenient that there was one now, and she was sure he would tell the other two girls.

Thomas lost himself in his thoughts for a moment, jumping out of them when he suddenly heard a voice, he looked around, and saw the girl he met at the Park there... Blake, was it? he thought so. She seemed familiar in more ways than just that though... he couldn't put his finger on it though, it could be anything, or maybe it was just the fact he remembered her from the Park. "Hello?" He called out, jumping out the tree. "Good to see you again." He added.

Blake had her arms folded across her chest gently. In some ways it was nice to have the baby belly, so her arms could relax slightly, but she was not going to dwell on the nice formality of it. She had remembered meeting the kid in the park over the break, and she remembered he was kind of sweet kid, so she couldn't act all annoyed and pissed at him. I mean, it wasn't his fault she was left to be adopted by a couple dozen of families. "Hey," she stated as she watched him jump out of the tree.

It was not goin to be the best news for him... Okay, well it wasn't for her, but she was sure it would not be on the top of his list knowing that Blake was related to him. "I could say the same to you," she stated, running her fingers through her hair. It was still a little hard for her to even muster the thought, let alone telling the kid. Why did she have to find out now? Like... it wasn't enough to deal with her up coming child, but now this? Rolling her eyes at herself, she looked down at the boy. "I have something to tell you. Of course... It is up to you however you take it, but it is... nevertheless, rather important."

Thomas watched and listened for a moment, before realising that Blake was pregnant, though it was likely just remembering it from when they last talked. She seemed to be rather serious and.... Annoyed? He thought it was annoyance, she seemed like that for a while, before starting to relax a little, or so it seemed.

He kept listening, an eyebrow raising at the mention of news. "Something to tell me? What would that be?" He asked, mind jumping to all sorts of things at once, while wondering how important this information might be.

Blake sighed and shrugged. There was no point in getting annoyed at the kid, let alone at all. She had no reason too. Even though she was annoyed in general. "Uh..." she stopped. Well that was not what she thought would come out when she was going to speak. Rolling her eyes at herself, she opened her mouth and began to speak, happy words were coming out this time. "Weird... I know... And I should probably not worry about this. But uhh I guess I am a... Riddle... now."

Thomas listened to the girl as the seemed to stumble around the issue slightly, before eventually saying the whole thing. Once she did, Thomas quirked an eyebrow. "A Riddle now? what exactly do you mean by that?" He asked. He was pretty sure he'd never seen her at the Riddle Mansions before, so it was slightly confusing. He just stayed quiet after his question and listened, hopefully she would be able to explain better, because as it was it didn't make any sense to Thomas at all.

Blake bit her lip gently and rolled her eyes at herself. Perhaps she should have stated it where she didn't sound so foolish. Because suddenly being told that one was a Riddle meant little without detail. "I was infromed that my DNA matched that of your families. More exactly, Maya's, so I guess that makes me your cousin. I was... I guess handed off at birth to a family and they took me in. That is as far as I know though... I may be blood, but I guess that doesn't mean anything," she laughed at herself, wondering why she even decided to tell the boy in the first place.