Hey! I'm back with a new story. It's a strange story, I warn you. It begins just after episode 12, it's a DxZ (obviously) but also a bit LxS (maybe, I'm not sure).

I hope you'll like this start.

I don't own Huntik (-.-")

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It was something strange.

That bad feeling that I had for my new mission. It was something new for me, and it wasn't good at all. I'd always been very cold and determinated, and now... now I was wondering if I had made the right decision accepting Klaus's offer. And when I met my 'team', I immediately understood why I had had that bad feeling.

The Foundation's head Seeker, Dante Vale. I supposed he would have unmasked me in a blink of an eye and I really began thinking he had just few days after our first meeting. Fotunately, I was wrong. Completely wrong.

The noble Casterwill, that little princess with too much neurons and the behaviour of a child who doesn't know even her own name. In fact, she was the only one who had suspected of me from the beginning, even when I haven't done anything that could compromise me. Very unnerving, yeah.

And then there was Lok, but he was just a naive kid. Nothing special, nothing dangerous. No, well, he was really dangerous, specially when he had his 'brilliant' ideas which punctually put us in big troubles.

My team was my bad feeling. But you know, 'bad' is a matter of point of view. For someone else, that 'bad' could be the best thing of the world. The happy ending of my mission depended just from that. I just didn't have to permit that thing to change for me. But honestly, I wasn't sure I was doing it well.

It happened on Madea's isle. I mean, the first time I thought of that. After all that mess with Madea I was really upset. Thinking of the day I had had, I couldn't believe in what I'd done. I acted just like a stupid, I should have let'em die so all my problems would be ended now and I could be one of the best Agents of the Organisation... but I fought those illusions and I won. I think I did it only for let my own illusion go on.

Zhalia's POV

Venice, Dante's house.

"Lok, are you sure it's a good idea? I hope we won't disturbe your family..." I heard Sophie talking with Lok about his last 'great idea': a trip to Ireland, a sort of vacation with his family. I really hoped that it wouldn't come out being a big mess, like it usually does. I walked towards the opened door, but before I could exit Dante called me.

"I just wanted to thank you." he said. You should wait for thanking me, I thought, but I didn't say it.

"For what?" I asked instead with a quizzical glance. I knew that Dante was a person who usually thanks others - often without an evident reason. Or rather I thought I knew. What I didn't know was that him acted like this only with his team and me. Expecially with me.

"For recuperating the Hoplites in Sutos. I thought being alone would cause you problem, but you've done well."

"I usually work alone." I answered with a blankly tone. I walked out, knowing that he was smiling and shaking his head as he always did when my answers weren't enough for him. I stopped just before being out of the house. "I don't think I will follow you in Ireland."

"I knew you wuoldn't. I'll tell Lok, he will understand." I nodded and left.

Since I worked with Dante and his team I spent a lot of time in Venice, so I decided to rent a room in a hotel. I never loved hotels, but I had no other choises. Just when I reached the entrance of the palace my cellphone rung. There were a few people who usually phoned me: Dante, but it couldn't be him 'cause I had just left him; Lok, when he had some troubles with new powers, expecially with Augerfrost; Cherit, when he was in a light mood and he had the bad idea of doing some phone jokes; and Klaus, when he had news about my mission and when he wanted news from me. I took the phone and answered.

"Zhalia, dear, can you tell me anything about our friends?"

"They're going to Ireland next week, to Lok's family."

"Hadn't they invited you?" demanded him. He knew the tean trusted me, so he probably couldn't find a reason for them for not inviting me. What a paternal thought.

"They had. But I don't think I-"

"You're going with'em." I didn't had the time to protest. He hung up the phone and I walked upstairs, searching in the pokets of my jacket my room's key.

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Ok. I know that it's strange, but I had an illumination and it couldn't stay in my mind anymore. So I wrote it. Or rather I began to write it. I hope school won't take too much time to me, so I can update soon.

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