Phantina sighed as she read her book, The Primal Evil Incelbia's Forms, Files 1-88. Ever since she had been born, her father had let her be stuck in her room for 40 human years. Why this would happen to a Boo, even one who was the king's daughter, she hadn't the foggiest idea. Sure she had tried to escape(she had tried 22 times so far), but she never got out of the kingdom before her father found her, whether he did it himself or sent out search parties. "Bored, bored, BORED! Man, I wish this place had a little excitement…" Out of the blue, a thought popped into her head. Why hadn't she thought of this before? This would get her some surefire answers...

She knew she could summon her caretaker in to the room at any time, so why not ask her why she was stuck in her room 24/7? She floated over to a bell hanging on a hook. With a little psychic power, the bell rung like it was in the hand of a town crier. Tarana, her caretaker, popped into the room.

"You called, Princess?"

Phantina was a little irritated that they never spoke her actual name, but ignored it for the time being.

"Tarana, explain to me why my father will not let me leave my room."

Tarana fell silent.

"Well?"

"His Highness… would prefer if you did not know that at this time."

"WHAT?!"

"I cannot defy royal orders form the King, Princess."

That was the last straw for Phantina. Her eyes glowed red, a sign of rage among Boos with royal blood. "Well, maybe my dad gave you orders not to tell me. But you can't stop me from doing a little petrification on you."

Tarana gasped. "You would not-"

With a snap of her nonexistent fingers, Phantina turned her to stone.

(Now that she's not watching, I can escape!) Phantina thought as she giggled with excitement.

Quiet as a cat's footsteps, she opened the window, squeezed through, and flew out of sight.

Five hours later

King Boo had just ended a long day(relatively speaking, since it was always night in the Boo Kingdom) of signing bills into laws, solving disputes, and ruling his kingdom in general. Now, it was time to check on his beloved daughter, Phantina. But before that, he decided, he should check his servants' magical activity. He quickly did a mind scan on Tarana's psychic activity.

Last activity was 5 hours ago.

(5 hours ago?) King Boo paused. (That's a red flag. I wonder what occured… Ah, well. No matter.) He teleported to just outside of Phantina's room. The door was open slightly. (Yet another red flag! What could have possibly ha…) His thought ended right there, as he had seen Tarana turned to a piece of solid rock, lying on the floor. (Oh, no. Not again.) He quickly turned Tarana back.

"Did she escape?"

"I think so, Your Highness. Based on the open window, I would say she turned me to stone, opened up the window, and escaped that way."

King Boo sighed, and turned to the window. His daughter had the same rebellious spirit as her mother, and as such, was the last memory of his wife, who had died in battle against someone called "Anarat". Oh, how he missed her...

"Your Highness?"

Tarana's comment brought him back to reality.

"Yes?"

"I think I have a way to have the Princess willingly stay in her room. But I want payment for it. Your soul."

King Boo was taken aback by her statements. Trying to remain as cool headed as possible, he asked, "And why would you want my soul?"

"This offer is only available if you don't ask questions."

King Boo thought about it a little. To give someone your soul was very dangerous. The person could then threaten to break your soul if things went awry, and if your soul was broken, you would fade into nothingness, dying immediately. But keeping his daughter home was very important to him. If she died… King Boo didn't even want to think about it. He made up his mind.

"Tarana, I… accept your offer."

"Good. And your part of the bargain?"

With reluctance on his face, King Boo pooled his soul's essence into his hand, and gave it to Tarana.

"Thank you. Let's begin, shall we?"

Tarana's body darkened until it turned black. Then, shadowy tentacles shot out of her body. Her eyes turned red. Finally, her arms shrunk into her body, completing her transformation into a being all too familiar to King Boo.

(No...It can't be…) King Boo tried to come up with a reasonable explanation for what he was seeing, but could find none.

(Oh, yes. This is real, alright.) 'Tarana' laughed. (You know, I'm seriously surprised you didn't notice already. I mean, I only flipped my name around. Ah, well.) A maniacal grin spread across her face as she thought-spoke. (A soul's a soul, I suppose. And now, time for me to enter my new body.)

"What do you mean, your ne-" Before he could finish his sentence, Anarat shot forward and was absorbed into his heart. He had forgotten that in order to possess someone, you needed their soul. King Boo could feel darkness enveloping his heart and mind.

(I… need to… stay... strong,) he managed to think. (For...Phantina.)

He tried to fight back the demon's invasion of his body, but to no avail. The process had already begun, and there was no stopping it now. Besides, the demon was much too strong for him anyway. He managed to think one last thought as the darkness finished invading.

(I could not stop your death, nor the beast that is about to control me. Forgive me, my love…)