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I felt his footsteps before I heard him coming through the trees. He stopped as soon as he saw me, "Nessie," he spit with rage.

I turned around on the stump I was sitting on, which was right next to the water, "Pitch, why such malice in yer voice? Ye have a reason for coming here, aye? There are no friends or enemies here, so relax."

Pitch Black, also known as the Boogieman, came out of the shadows showing me how weak he had actually become. I was probably the only person who showed him any type of kindness, but this was the first time he had come to me for help, "Do you happen to have a place I can stay…somewhere dark? Somewhere…that I can gather my powers?"

"Do nae tell me that yer going to try them again!" I said with tears in my eyes, "Yer lucky to have come out of that alive. Yer especially lucky to have managed escaping with even a wee bit of power left!"

"No, I don't think I will," Pitch said softly, looking out at my Loch, "They have taught me a valuable lesson. But there are spirits that are worse than me, and I want to help when they finally break free…which won't be too long from now, I fear," He looked down at me with kindness in his amber eyes, "So can I stay for a while?"

I looked out at my Loch and sighed, "Ye will always have a place here, Pitch, but the place I have in mind is pretty far down," I said with a smile, "Think ye can handle it?"

He replied with a mischievous smile, "I can handle anything you can throw at me Nessie."

I laughed as he followed me into the water, going down until there was a small tunnel. The tunnel led to a dry, dark cave. I got out and lit one of the candles that I had in the cave while Pitch struggled to pull himself out of the water. I looked around the cave thinking of the other resident that often paid me a visit.

"Would this suffice, Pitch?" I asked, snapping out of my thoughts and turning towards him. He nodded as he surveyed the shadows flickering on the walls. "Alright, I'm going back up. If ye need anything, ye know how to contact me?" Pitch nodded again so I left and let him settle in. I began the long journey back to the surface, and Manny was waiting for me when I left the tunnel.

'Nessie…' I ignored him, since I was near the bottom of my Loch so I started to swim towards the center of it, where the Monster was sleeping. He shined on my face and said 'Nessie, I know you can hear me!'

'Jeesh, wait for me to be able to speak Manny! Ye know I do nae like speaking underwater!' I thought back to him.

'Fine, but don't take too long.'

I smiled and took my time swimming to the surface, checking on the Monster when I passed her. Manny didn't say anything else, thinking that I would waste more time if he complained.

'You can't possibly trust him, can you?' Manny asked as soon as I reached the surface.

"Obviously, ye do nae believe he can change for the better," I scolded him as I waded back to my stump and started drying myself off, "How else can I help him change, besides believe in him? He will nae let me help him in any other way."

'Is that the only reason you trust him? He could turn on you,' Manny tried to tell me, like he had a million times before.

"Ye mean, like what happened before ye made me this way, which was the reason ye turned me immortal? Ye do remember what I told them, nae?"

'Yes, I remember what you told them. It is the reason you are here. You truly baffle me, Nessie, if you think that you can change him with Friendship.' Manny sighed in my head.

I smiled, "I am the Spirit of Friendship. Ye knew that I would be this way when ye decided to revive me."

Manny sighed again, 'Very well, I will leave you to it then.'

I waved at him as he started to disappear over the trees and whispered, "Thank ye, ye have a good heart Manny."

After Manny's silver light left behind the trees there was a slight movement behind me, "I thought he'd never leave," a velvet voice purred from where the movement had come from.

"Well, he probably knew that you were there and was waiting for you to come out," I smiled genuinely at the man who stepped out from the darkness of the trees, trading the Scottish accent for my original language, "I haven't seen you in a while. How've you been, Dracula?"

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