Well, well, well, if it isn't the Dark Magician.

...

Hm? Is everything alright?

...Here. I'll show you through the crystal ball.

...Oh dear.

Red Amitie and the Blue Demon

Chapter 1

"Ah! There they are!" An energetic echo revered through the forest. A young girl hid in the grass. She had bright blond hair, a lively pink and blue shirt, and a giant red hat to go with them. She proudly wore a giant smile on her face. Next to her laid a young boy. He had light blue hair, parts of it arranged to look like antenna. He had a black shirt with a giant white beetle etched into the middle. His left hand was very peculiar, bright red like his left eye. He looked neither happy nor sad, just kinda… there.

"Amitie, how are you gonna get them?" the boy asked. His voice indicated no emotion. It was completely neutral. The girl's fingers began to glow; she aimed her hands at the ground in front of them.

"I've been practicing a lot!" Amitie said, "Get ready, Sig!"

The boy reached out his left hand.

"Okay! Here I go! Cyclowhirl!" A giant green gust burst out of Amitie's hands. The wind crashed through the ground, making it go up in massive piles. A panicking swarm of beetles found themselves in the air. Sig quickly swiped at them with his hand, capturing all of them.

"...Wow." Sig stared at his new friends and smiled, something quite rare to see from the boy. Amitie's smile grew even bigger; seeing Sig happy always brought her mood up. Sig turned back to face her.

"Thank you. Amitie," he said. Three very simple words, but three very impactful words nonetheless.

"Don't mention it Sig!" Amitie said, "If you ever need anything else, I'm always willing to help!" Sig kept smiling. Amitie was always there, and hanging around her was nice.

"Hm..." Concern spread over Amitie's face. Sig took notice of this change in attitude.

"Is something wrong?" Sig asked.

"Well, it's just… it could've gone a lot better," Amitie replied. Sig, puzzled, crooked his head sideways.

"Like… the chain could've flowed better. It cut off way too fast! And the pieces should've fallen a lot faster!" Amitie sighed, "I'm never gonna be a great magician at this rate…" Sig still looked very confused.

"But Amitie," he started, "you're already a…"

Shoom!

Suddenly, a marvelous burst of emerald wind span into the field.

"Wah!" Amitie stumbled back and almost fell to the ground. She braced herself and closed her eyes… only for her to stop falling. She opened her eyes.

"Oh!" Amitie looked up. "Thanks for catching me Sig!" Sig simply nodded. Amitie turned to face the wind.

The wind slowly dispersed. Inside was a man with a green jacket, green pants, and a long pointy hat. His gray hair complimented the hat well. He had an extremely sweet fragrance, like a lollipop. The aura he emitted was very dramatic. His eyes were closed; his magic was so strong that he could be awake and asleep at the same time. He wore a smile with his face, as he usually did. Although… something about this smile was… off.

"Ah! Lemres!" Amitie jumped out of Sig's arms to greet him. Sig turned to face Lemres. He crooked his head again. That smile was… it was definitely in the shape of one, but not completely. Sig stared at the corner; he found his answer. A trickle of worry was on Lemres' face.

"Hello Amitie," Lemres said, "Sorry for the sudden entrance, but, I need your help." he turned to Sig; "Sig? May I request your help. You did well in our last battle." While Lemres kept his strange smile on the outside, a memory flashed inside him. It was a desert, it was hot, and suddenly, Sig. All Lemres remembered after that was being dragged across sand for a while.

"Sure, ok," Sig said, "Is something worrying you?"

Lemres' smile disappeared. Amitie, jumped back, quite shocked.

"Woah! You almost always smiling!" Amitie said, "What's wrong Lemres?"

"A great power has been unleashed," Lemres took his hat off. "...and it has Arle."