Sometimes, I wish I didn't have that flash in my dreams. If I didn't see the blinding light, I wouldn't wonder what it meant. I wouldn't think about my life and wonder what I could have done better, what I could have found out and what I could have seen. I wouldn't think about my Father and how much I wanted to forget about him the moment I found out who he was…I just wish that I didn't know. I wish for so many things to have been different…

I wish that I could change what happened to Sirius. I wish I could have foreseen the pain that would have come from loving him, the betrayal he would have committed…I wish that I could have saved the Potters from him. I wish I could have saved myself from him….

The only thing left for me to do is fight back—I vow myself to a stronger life, a stronger colder heart, and a harsher dislike of Dark Magic. It's destroyed my life in so many ways—consuming my Father to be the most notorious Dark Lord of the ages, so powerful that people will not even speak his name out of fear; brainwashing my Mother and eventually killing her; and taking the love of my life away and breaking my heart. I can never forgive myself for the pain that has come upon me…I will never forgive those that gave into Dark Magic or my Father, Lord Voldemort.

I don't believe that my Father is dead. I know he is still out there, no doubt weaker then any other creature, but alive. I will find him and I will stop him. I can not live in his shadow since most of the world knows I share his blood; they will know that my child also shares his blood. I am not Cadence Riddle, I am not Cadence Coleman, and I am not Cadence Black. I am just Cadence.

Fin.