That upcoming night, Bella dream of her sister and how much she wanted to share the excitement with here. Her mind started to wander off... remembering how she was taken away, how fear overcame Annie and her. Drifting further and further away from control, she dreamed of those last same words spoken to her by to people wanting to abandon her. Goodbye, Bella. The way that her father and might-be-killer said those words, Bella couldn't contain herself.

"Bella! Bella! Wake Up!" Vaughn taunted, but could not awaken her from that nightmare.

"HAIIII!!!HAIIIALLYA!!!"

"What is that?! Argh!" A shriek louder than a dog whistle pounded against Bella's eardrums.

"Calm down Bella! Ugh... I can't stand the sound of human screams!"

Panting, Bella finally stopped screaming.

"What was that all about? Bella... Are you alright? Vaughn asked, his eyes filled with worry.

"It sounded like a... a... dog whistle. Yeah.... I think I'll be okay."

"It could have been a whistle... But the only way to find out is your age... Bella, how old are you? Let's just hope you aren't too old though. Don't want to embarrass yourself."

Bella rolled her eyes at the Witch Princess, the answered, "S-Se... Seventeen."

"Harvest Sprites! Harvest Sprites! Bella hears Harvest Sprites!"

Vaughn gave her a rough glance, showing that he didn't approve of her comment.

"Whatever, Vaughn. Go show Bella around the Islands. I'm to busy to do it myself."

"Alright. Whatever you say. C'mon, Bella."

Vaughn escorted Bella through all the different islands, towns, etc.

"Here's the last of the Sunshine Islands. The beach."

The two got there just in time to see a girl running towards their location. She had deep violet eyes, and sky blue hair.

Running towards her, was a man about Bella's age, or slightly older. He had a natural tan, chocolate brown eyes, and hair somewhat darker. He wore a purple bandanna, covering most of his curls.

He pulled up the girl out of the sand from her fallen position, and yelled, "Annie! Are you Okay?!"

"Annie... It can't be... But she does fit the profile. Nah, it can't be her."

Vaughn pretended not to notice.

He brushed his hand against her head, but it really could her could have been any motion.

There was a girl with long golden blond hair, pulled back with a flowery bonnet. Bella couldn't see the rest of her, except for her arm held up high, a silver dagger in hand.

"Lanna? No!" Vaughn screamed, racing towards her in attempts to stop the girl.

Annie opened her eyes, and seemed to see the same thing.

Simultaneously, both of them yelled, "DENNY!!!!!!!!!!"