Yay~ I wasn't planning to update so soon, since I usually just keep the updates weekly, but this was already finished and I didn't want to just keep it on my profile, keeping up precious space on my doc manager. So, Cos did a lets read for this story! Thx to Cos, and such. =3= Lol, But really, thanks cos. If you don't know her, go check out her youtube channel! I think I already mentioned what it was before, so I won't put it here too.


Walking down yet ANOTHER corridor, She came to a stop in front of a door labeled 'Library'. She pushed it open, poking her head inside before daring to walk in. Seeing as it was empty, she waisted no time in hurrying inside and closing the door before a monster came.

Quietly walking away from the door, Since she was sure it was safe, she walked towards the center of the room. Shelfs of countless books, covered in dust, priceless and old. Brushing a finger tip across a stray one over a desk, she wiped the dust away to see the title. "Those who aren't human... Really?" She muttered, setting the book down again.

A small gust of wind blew past her, blowing her hair up slightly. She turned, confused as to where the wind came from. There was no windows, and nothing around her that could produce the breeze.

She heard the sound of paper and turned back to the book to see the book flipping it self open, stopping on a page with multiple pictures and writing, ancient, but she could read it perfectly.

There was a picture of the grunt, and what she recognized as the water monster. Jaw dropping, she stood over the book, eyes following the text.

As soon as the book had settled, the wind vanished, but not before it turned a bit warmer and brushed past her cheeks, almost like a warm breath. A voice whispered with it. "If you need help, just call out." It said, before it was gone.

Startled, she snapped her spine straight, glancing over her shoulder at the door warily. Shaking her head, she looked back at the book.

It contained some ways to avoid the creatures, new ones that hadn't worked in the game. But this didn't seem of much of a game to her... Gently closing the book, she wiped off the rest of the dust before carefully letting it rest back in its place on the shelf.

She heard the sound of a clunk out side the library door. Freezing, she stood dead silent. Another soft thud like something being hit or knocked over, and a small moan, the horrible sound of chains against floor boards.

Footsteps shuffled past, the monster feet away, behind the frame of wood, moaned again. "Where...? Where is she?" He cried out, the sound filling the empty halls.

The wind blew past her ear lobe, blowing out the candles so the monster wouldn't smell the melting wax and come in. But, as it was hot, the wax continued to melt. It glowed amber for a second, before freezing in ice, completely encased in the crystal glass.

Or was the glow her imagination?

She didn't know anymore.

As the footsteps slowly left down the corridor, the ice melted, each droplet of water disappearing into thin air just before hitting the table. A small flame re-lit at the wicker and emitted a soft glow, keeping the room lit.

The door creaked open, as if a signal for her to move on.

Slowly, she turned away from the book and headed out the door, now fully alert.

Turning the corner, She wondered if she could ask the unknown being supposedly helping her for directions.

a growl interrupted her train of thought. Her eyes widened as she froze. Slowly, she turned to face the hideous creature known as the grunt. Frozen with terror, she screamed.

"WARRIOR!" She shrieked, before stopping for a moment to think. Where had the word warrior come from? Strange, it was the first word that came to her mind. As she pondered, the grunt roared, claws coming down to slash down on her arm, drawing blood.

The wide scratch dripped blood, staining her clothes. A shadow of a person darted in front of her from above, eyes a bright glowing amber. The same amber collected in the air between her and the monster, and still airborne, The light exploded, causing the grunt to be blasted away, slamming through a wall and falling unconscious.

Or dead.

Most likely the latter.

As soon as it appeared, the shadow was gone again, vanished. Shivering, in a whispering voice, she called out the word again. "Warrior?"

A gentle warm wind brushed her hair from her face, caressing her wounded arm. The wind current circled around her arm, the worst of the wound closing up to show a faint scar. The blood wiped itself clean, the pain residing.

Stiffly, she gathered her thoughts and continued to walk, jumping at every noise. A chair fell on its side and she squeaked, throwing herself against the wall to her right. She panted, staring at the chair as if she thought it would get up to kill her.

Calming down, she moved to get off the wall, but suddenly fell through. A door had opened up in the wall, black as night.

"Come in... Its safe." She hesitated, not wanting to go somewhere where she wouldn't be able to see. "I promise." The wind whispered. Sighing mentally, she walked in blindly, groping at the walls.

At last, a welcoming glow came from the end of the long hall. Her legs felt sore, she swore she had been walking for hours.

It was a large door, a nice wood, seeming fresh and untouched. Beautiful carvings covered the edges of the door, all of keys and locks.

Cautiously turning the nob, the room was warm, welcoming. A hearth burned in a brick fireplace, clean of soot. A comfy looking forest green patterned love seat was turned towards the fire, a figure sitting on it.

He grinned, and gestured to a matching green one beside him. "Come, sit, sit."

Narrowing her eyes, she warily edged closer and sat down.

He was handsome, a grin perking up his lips. "Do you know who I am?" He asked in a familiar voice. She had know it all too well form her game plays of amnesia, and recognized his voice.

"...Daniel?"

He nodded. "yes. The girl who has been helping you is in fact here. But she's been with you all along." The wind ruffled her hair in approval.

An image of amber eyes flashed in her mind for a mere fraction of a second before vanishing. "...Amber?... What... I don't even..." She muttered.

She almost heard Daniel smile in amusement. "Stop teasing, miss Mist." He laughed softly, crossing his legs. "Now, we suspect that the person who brought you here is not one from this dimension."

The wind whispered into their ears. "Yes, I have a feeling it was Star. I thought she jumped in the portal with me when I came to visit, but thought nothing of it." It admitted, Daniel glared at nothing, supossedly.

"So you just went on with it?! You didn't even bother to think about it?!" He yelled, out raged.

The wind howled, tearing the cloth over the love seat he was seated in slightly. He rose his hands in defeat. "alright, alright, Don't destroy this room, please."

The wind died down to a mere breeze that soon faded too.

A claw ripped through the door, a grunt crashing through. The wind blasted past Cos's face, circling the monster.

It whipped past it's head and the throat was slashed by seemingly the air, it's head lopping off.

Black blood spilled onto the floor and the wind blew the monster's body away from the room.

Swiping up the shattered pieces of the door, they mended back together and fitted back to the doorway effortlessly. It shined with amber light for a moment before all the cracks disapeared, and the door was repaired.

All the blood soaked into the carpet and disapeared.

All the evidence that a grunt had been there at all was erased.

For a second, she thought she saw the ghost of a girl standing there, With long wavy hair, tall, and slender. She blinked and she was gone.

Turning back, Daniel arched an eye brow. "Hmmm. It seems Miss Mist's magic appears to be fading." The wind whistled, irritated. He smirked. "Only speaking my mind." Making the noise of a hiss, the wind settled down.

Cos saw the image of a tail whisk in front of her face, darting behind her chair. She turned to look behind her, but saw nothing. Daniel chuckled. "See, the spells starting to ware off, she's catching glimpses of you, Miss Mist."

Another hiss and the wind pushed at his chair, making it inch back slightly from the sheer force of it.

Cos frowned, impatient. "Why can't she just show herself now?" She grunted, annoyed at all these secrets.

The room seemed to drop in temperature, all the wind disapearing in a blink. "Because, my dear, she's afraid. Afraid of what you'd think of her."

The wind howled again, knocking his chair over. He quickly stood to his feet, avoiding falling over. He glared at the air behind Cos's chair. "Now look what you've done, calm down."

The wind swirled around him, tugging at his legs and arms. He frowned at the wind as it withdrew once more. It seemed to emmit a low growl. But it backed down.

Daniel 'tched' and rolled his eyes, offering a hand to Cos. Taking up his offer, he pulled her up from her seat and let go, walking away towards a desk away from the fire.

He unrolled a parchment of old papayrus paper, showing it was a large map of the castle. He pointed to a point that was circled in red ink. It was a dark crimson, thick, for ink.

Cos froze.

That didn't look like ink...

Daniel rolled his eyes again. "Yes, I know, Its blood. But I'm out of ink right now, Miss Mist was SUPPOSED to bring some when she came here." He said, glaring in the direction of the window.

The wind hissed in his ears and he winced slightly. It retreated and he pointed a finger at the red circle. "Now, This, Is the exit."


ARG I'm making this story go bye to quickly! ;_; DANG IT! At least this way I might be able to finish it before I lose interest in it and end up with a crappy ending. XD Btw, in all mah Author notes, like this one, all Important information is bolded. Ciao~