All i can say is that this chapter gets pretty dang confusing, so good luck...

"All of that happened when I was lost…" The princess sits there trying to process everything that she was just told.

At that moment, Ace opens the door slightly and asks for Dark's assistance.

"Don't think yourself to death, Malady. You're here now." He smiles sweetly at her, "now, if you'll excuse me, I am being called."

"See you tomorrow then." She smiles and waves him off.

Ace closes the door behind the servant, "it's time to rest, my dear Asmarya Rosette. Would you like me to escort you to your room?"

"Sure." She gets up out of her seat and follows Ace to her room.

Asmarya follows Ace to her room and sees that Star is waiting at her bedroom door, "Star shall retire you for the evening."

"Alright." The princess yawns and walks up to star.

Star opens the door and walks Asmarya in, "step over here please, miss."

Asmarya walks over to star and turns around, waiting for her corset to be untied. She feels Star untie her corset and hand her a night gown. The strawberry blonde then helps the princess out of her day dress and into her light orange silk night gown.

"Thank you, Star. I shall be retiring for the evening." She yawns into her hand.

This gets Star to chuckle calmly, "you've had a long day, it would be best for you to rest up."

The princess then turns on her heel and hugs the orange eyed servant. "Goodnight, Star" The princes whispers into her strawberry blonde hair before stepping back and smiling.

"Good night, Milady." Smiling, she bows and leaves the room, shutting the door respectfully behind her.

Asmarya turns out the lights. Groggily, she walks over to her royal queen sized bed and folds back the comforter. She slips in the bed under the silk sheets and covers herself with the comforter. Once her head hits the over sized pillows and she shuts her blue and pink eyes, she lets the darkness consume her as she falls into a deep sleep.

There is again that thick static sound. It soon dies down to a soft level that a normal person would think is their ears ringing. Asmarya is staring at the scene in front of her. Though it is hazy, she can still make out a younger girl standing in from of her parent's bed. The girl had brown hair and greenish eyes. It looked as if she was holding something in her right hand, making a fist with the object in her grasp.

"A-Asmarya..? What are you doing, sweetie?" A woman's voice was herd, she could her the panic rising in her voice. The woman also had brown hair and shaking brown eyes. She was cowering against the bed's headboard, along with her husband, holding the comforter against her chest for protection.

At that moment, she figures that this would have been the old her in her real body. The younger version of herself stood there, staring at her parents with equally shaky eyes. She clenches the thing in her hand harder, letting a mad giggle escape her lips.

"Asmarya, what are you-"

As soon as the woman started to speak again, the young girl sprinted for her parents, holding the object out. Asmarya could tell it was a butcher's knife by the reflection of the blade. She was giggling madly and she ran, obviously lost in her own insanity.

"AHH!" The woman began to scream as soon as the young girl started to move toward her. The static began to get louder and blur her vision even more. The static rises enough to fill her ears and block her vision completely.

The static dies down to a haze again when Asmarya finds herself standing in front of the girl with black hair again. This brings her a bit of comfort, seeing how she promised to be her friend. Though, at this moment, her so called friend looks a bit upset with something.

"So you made a deal with a demon? What did I tell you...?" The static begins to rise again.

"You mean Ace?" She heard a voice behind her. She turned to see herself, maybe two years younger, in her doll body.

Only then did it registered that she had only been reliving memories from the past. It made sense, seeing how she never knew what was really going on. She thought for a second, Ace is a demon? I think I knew that...

"Stay away from the demon!" The sound of the purple eyed girl's cut through Asmarya's thoughts. The static rises again to block her view yet again, drowning out any sound other than static.

The static sound dies down and she sees the younger her in her doll body crying against a reflective black wall. She looks closer to see someone on the other side of the wall. She can only make out the figure, seeing how the darkness of the wall and static made it hard to see anything clearly.

"I .. lo... y...u, s...st...r..! I ..mi...s ...y...ou!" A crying, muffled voice sounded through the black glass wall. It was hard to make out because of the static, but the younger her must have heard it just fine.

"I love you too!" She cried back, leaning her body against the wall with her hands. The static yet again began to rise before Asmarya could understand the situation, blocking her from the scene that was once in front of her.

Once the static dies down again, Asmarya finds herself in front of a now similar scene. Younger her of around a her below stands facing the black haired girl yet again. Though the version if herself was bleeding from the stomach. She looked to concerned at the taller girl's words to lay attention to her own problems at hand.

"So.. You said you've always wanted to be a doll, right? Well..." The all to familiar static interrupted her, "what if I told you.. I could make it happen.."

"But can i-" The static interrupts, "trust you?" Those same words spoken just like before.

"Of course, I'll be your friend." The uneven static rises in waves slightly, "So what do you say?" She holds out her hand to the injured Asmarya, just as before.

"..." The younger, less sane version of her stares at the hand a moment before sighing and giving in as the static increases yet again, "...fine." She takes her hand.

Not needing to see the rest, the static again rises and takes her away from the scene that was once being played out in front of her.

Instead of the static dying down, it's slowly turns into a black haze. At first she hears a boy shout something..

"Mom? Dad? Asmar- NO!" His scream echoed through the static... After a while, the static noise is being overrun by...

Voices.

Voices of hundreds of thousands of voices begin to start speaking. Some yelling, some crying. Millions now shouting out, getting Asmarya to cover her ears and start running.

Running.

Running away from the problems. Though no matter how hard she covers her ears, she can't help but hear a few.

"Why couldn't you save us?" A sobbing voice spoke out.

"Sister? Sis- Asmarya no!" The boys voice cries out again. All the voices speak, filling her ears to the limit, causing the princess to finally loose it.

She screams.

She screams as loud as she can, getting down on her knees, the voices all quiet to her call of pain.

Suddenly it all goes quiet.

She hears a voice call out to her as her body is being shaken back and forth.

"Miss Asmarya!" The familiar voice cried out, "Asmarya, wake up!"

Her eyes flutter open as her consciousness catches up with her. "Huh?" In front of her sits a worried Dark. She notices his arms extending towards her, his hands on her shoulders from shaking her.

"Lady Asmarya, you were crying.." He looks in her multicolored eyes, "are you alright?"

She feels her cheeks and they were, indeed, wet from her tears. She wipes them away and sits up. "Yes, I'm alright. It was just a dream, is all." She looks down sadly.

"Are you sure?" He searches her eyes for the truth.

She remembers her dreams as they flash through her mind, getting her eyes to water, "n-no.." She practically lunges at her servant, her arms wrapping around his neck as she pulls him in for a hug, leaning her head against his chest.

His breath hitches slightly, but instead of tensing like he so badly wants to do, he wraps his arms around her waist and hugs her back in comfort. "It's alright, princess.. I'm here."

"P-please... Stay with me tonight?" She asks, holding onto him tighter, afraid that he might disappear if she were to let go even a little bit. The thought of being alone scared her to end.

"As you wish, Asmarya... Shh, it's okay" he comforts her to the best of his ability. He then lays down next to her and wraps his arms around her once more, seeing how he is not to leave the princess' side.

"Thank... You.." She forces the words out through her sobs ass he tries to keep her breathing in check.

"You're welcome, princess." He smiles as he closes his eyes.

She closes her eyes as she begins to again fall asleep. She hears Dark mumble something before his grip tightens slightly around her. If there was one word to describe how Asmarya felt, it would be...

Safe.

Hellur my lovelies.. hope you all enjoyed this one.. again we still haven't found out who "he" is but this chapter did give off some hints as to who he really was. I would also like to say Happy Birthday to a certain boy in the story, Ciel Phantomhive! (yes his birthday is December, 14... its 8 months after mine X3 lucky me!) "he" is not Ciel, we'll find that out soon enough. Favorite it if you enjoyed and please review! x3