Notes: So, this was an idea I had that kept being put off until finally I decided to type the first chapter. The whole idea of a character getting to relieve a certain day in his life, which could have been his worst day, his best day or anything in between, just sounds so fun to write; I had to try it out.

Enjoy! :)

Damn that M'arrillian! was Nivenna's first thought as she regained consciousness. Quickly, she bolted up, ready for whatever attack the slimy creature would throw at her.

Then, she froze in place, too shocked to move.

"This can't be possible." she said, barely over a whisper. She was standing in her bedroom, which couldn't have been her real bedroom. How could she be in her bedroom in the Underworld when the M'arrillans had taking over Underworld turf? She could have been out longer than what she thought and woke up after the war had been won, but then she wouldn't have been in her bedroom of all places. The Underworld hospital would have been where she should have woken up if that were the case.

Looking at her body for any of her injuries, she was surprised to find no injuries that only a few seconds ago were there. Another odd thing was that she was wearing her night cloths.

This is too weird. It must be the M'arrillian using his mind tricks on me. It made sense and that was her only good explanation of what was happing to her. She never heard that a M'arrillian could cast this type of illusion, but than again before they broke out of the Deep Mines, she would not have believed that a whole race of creatures could have their mind control abilities.

How can I brake loss from this spell? She asked herself. An idea popped into her head; it would be a painful idea (and possibly a stupid one), but if it worked then the pay off would be worth the possible stitches and scar.

Walking over to her nightstand, she pulled out her knife from the drawer.

"Here goes nothing." She said, then swiftly stabbed herself in her arm. She surpassed the scream that threatened to come out, as blood began to leak from the small wound. It wasn't deep and she debated that it would leave a scar or that it needed to have stiches, but it still hurt. A lot. "It didn't work." she said to herself, not sure what to do now to free herself from the M'arrillian's mind trick.

"Nivenna! You better be awake and ready." Takinom shouted from behind her door, making Nivenna jump, which made the injury a little deeper, since the knife was still in her arm. Not wanting to have the knife injure her anymore, she took it out and used her hand to put pressure on her wound.

Great, not only am I under some kind an illusion, but now I have to deal with a fake Takinom. She couldn't help, but to think what this fake Takinom would be like. Would she act just like the real thing or would she show something that would prove her to be fake. Wait, what did she say? I better be awake and ready. Ready for what?

"Nivenna! What is taking you so long?!" Takinom yelled. Nivenna knew that if she didn't answer then "Takinom" would force her way inside, since that would be what the real Takinom would do.

Before, Nivenna could speak, Takinom broke her way inside her bedroom. The Underworld queen looked angry and was about to give Nivenna an ear full, but stopped when she saw Nivanna's still bleeding wound.

"What happened?" She demanded as she walked over to Nivenna and took a closer look at the young muge's bleeding arm. Nivenna wasn't sure what to say. This Takinom looked and acted like the real thing, but that didn't mean she would back stab her when her guard was down. "Nivenna, what happened?" Takinom repeated herself.

"I fall down with my knife in my hand and it stabbed me." She lied. It was possibly the worst lie she ever told and from the looks of Takinom's face, she knew it was a lie.

For a moment, Takinom's face hardened and Nivenna could see the flams of anger in her eyes, but then Takinom calmed down and didn't call Nivenna out on her lie. At least not for now.

"Let's go down to the kitchen and clean that injury." Takinom said, then lead her pupil through the many twist and turns that gave the Twisted Palace its name.

As they walked, Nivenna kept thinking about the predicament she fond herself in. This fake Takinom was acting just like the real Takinom would and there was nothing obviously different about her. Nivenna would have to watch her very closely for any signs of her being a fake.

The idea that the M'arrillians were using her to fight their battles and that this was just an illusion to distract her, had crossed her mind. But then would she not be aware that this was all wrong? That there was no possible way for her to be in the Underworld with Takinom when there was a war going on and that Takinom was, last she checked, missing in action.

Nivenna would have thoughts that she wouldn't be aware that all of this was wrong, but then again few creature have escaped the M'arrillian's mind control and from what Nivenna understands is that no of them remembers anything from when they were slaves.

"Sit down." Takinom ordered. "I'll get the disinfectant and gauze."

Nivenna did as what she was told to do and sat down on a chair next to the counter. Takinom looked at her adopted daughter (a bit too long, Nivenna noticed) before leaving the room to get the items.

Nivenna had to give the M'arrillian credit for the detail put into this mind trap. Everything was just as she remembered it to be and that was saying something, since the Twisted Palace was literally a maze.

Takinom returned with the gauze and disinfectant medicine in hand. She quickly went to work, starting with cleaning the injury with the disinfectant and began to wrap the gauze around Nivenna's arm.

"Mind telling me what really happened, young lady." Takinom said and Nivenna had to stop herself from shivering. The tone of her voice and the fact that she called her young lady is never a good thing. At least it is never a good thing with the real Takinom, but it looks like this Takinom will act the same as the real thing.

"Not really." Nivenna shrugged, knowing she was in big trouble.

Takinom's face became red from anger, but to her credit she didn't yell at her adopted daughter.

"All right then, but this doesn't mean you can skip training today and since you decide to being a liar today," Takinom paused, a evil looking smile on her face. Nivenna was now scared, but she tried her best not to show it. Takinom knew just what Nivenna's emotions were. ", I've decided to beat out that lie of yours today."

Nivenna shattered under Takinom's piercing eyes, but she didn't say anything. It would be useless to get out of the harsh training Takinom now has planned for her. Nivenna knew from first hand experience just how hard Takinom's train is, but when it turns into a punishment, it gets on the borderline between training and torture.

"Now go get dressed in no longer than five minutes." Fake Takinom ordered, finishing wrapping the injury up.

Nivenna did what she was told and went back to her room.

I hope I make it through the day alive. Nivenna thought.

Updates will be slow, because I have other stories that need to be updated and this is not on my list of priority stories to work on. I'm already working on the second chapter, so it might be posted within a month or so, if I don't go through another writer's block.