Hello- Realize that this is the first time talking to you guys but because I got like three reviews in like an hour or so I was inspired to write the next chapter really fast. I just wanted to say I love you my dear reviewers! I also wanted to confess that I wrote this like two years ago and never put it up so if anything seems disconnected (gee i hope not) Thats the reason. Feel free to review again. Oh and to a couple selected reviewers.

Bring Back Padfood- Yes I fluffed it up, might be it for now, or not I dunno yet

Numairs Lover- Thanks I really suck at grammer and I will work harder on my spelling.

imakeldrygirl- You rock, you win the reviewers prize cause you reviewed the most! Tell me when you get ur "I think Mice are Rather Nice" t-shirt in the mail! Yes I like Shaye and Neal also, and you see Neal hasn't met Yuki yet and I- um. never mind, you'll see. Anyway one more thing to say in regards to:

"hurry and update! patience is not one of my virtues! PLEASE!"

"You have so few virtues I wouldn't bother with that one so much," Sam Neil, Merlin (1994) Note I am not directly insulting you, It is just rare that I get to use that particular quote and when opportunity knocks I give him cookies.

Oh and all of these characters that aren't mine, you know, aren't mine. Please don't sue.

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I'm Related

Chapter 11

Breaking a Spell

Shaye had made it to the platform, Kel and Neal trailing her. "Kel, do what you can to stop Mona, that woman over there, from touching anyone."

Kel looked at Shaye oddly, but turned around to do as she asked. Shaye watched Kel's head bob through the crowd. Neal got Shaye's attention by quickly grasping her hand and pointing to the center of the ball room. Shaye saw Numair on his knees with a wild Daine shaking him, but Daine's attempts weren't working. Numair wasn't responding, it looked like Daine couldn't even touch him. What was going on?

Shaye had to act, and NOW. She grabbed a hole of the platform and attempted to hoist herself up, a sound from behind her made her stop.

"What are you doing?" she heard Neal ask.

Shaye turned to see Neal doubled over as Joren punched him in the stomach.

"What the hell are you doing?" Shaye exclaimed in shock. Joren turned his icy blue eyes to her. Shaye tried to get to Neal, but Joren grabbed her waist.

"Excuse me," Shaye said rudely, what was wrong with this kid? she thought wildly. She shimmed away from his grasp and attempted to get to Neal again. But this time her wrist was seized.

"You haunt my dreams," Joren said in a whisper. "You are everywhere. Your eyes! The wretched eyes! Be mine, come with me. I want you now, I need you now!" Joren's breath was heavy with the smell of liquor, his eyes were glazed over.

Shaye was bewildered and disgusted. What in the world was going on? Shaye struggled, but the drunken buffoon would not release her hand.

"You let go of me right now, Sir or else I will be forced to take drastic measures," she said as pompously as she could. Suddenly Joren released Shaye's hand, Shaye was amazed, she had never thought that would work! Shaye turned away from Joren quickly to look for Neal, but Neal, she realized was her true rescuer. He had grabbed Joren and now was physically fighting him.

The thought of two men fighting over her would have been highly amusing, if the situation wasn't so dire. Shaye scanned quickly for Numair and Mona again. Kel was doing well, Shaye wasn't sure how, but Kel had managed to get a very female crowd in front of Mona. This wouldn't last as long as she needed, but it did give her precious seconds to deal with Joren's intrusion.

Shaye turned back, Neal had the advantage in the fight, Shaye saw that clearly. The fact that he wasn't drunk was a good start. Neal was winning at the moment at least, a solid punch had connected with Joren's jaw. But Shaye needed Neal now, so Shaye called for her deep brown gift, she let it gather sacredly in her palms before she lashed out. Joren yelped slightly at the power behind her gift. Shaye had let it hurt, served him right. His body seized up and his muscles froze in place. The complete lack of motion sent him tumbling to the floor. Shaye grabbed Neal and pulled him back to the platform.

"Sorry, Sweet," she said to him. "I need you with me more than I need him beat up, I promise you can thump him later."

Neal laughed in spite of himself. "I'd forgive you if there was anything to forgive," he told her. She smiled and kissed him quickly.

Shaye hopped onto the platform with no distractions this time, surveying the ballroom she had to admit her own confusion. Men were not acting as she had expected them to. Only Numair kneeled to an approaching Mona. Daine looked like she was crying, why couldn't Daine rouse Numair? If the two of them weren't in love then no one ever was. Other men were going wild, some stared at Mona others were screaming and grabbing women. Shaye could only guess that the screamers had somehow been forced to do Mona's bidding as they were clearing the area in front of her of women. But was Mona's hold on Numair so strong that true love wasn't helping? Shaye quickly faced Neal.

"Neal," she said urgently "can you make my voice louder? Loud enough for everyone to hear it?" Neal nodded and his green gift shone around his fingers.

She took a deep breath and began to speak, intoning the words so they echoed off the wall. The magic in the words was powerful and wispy, her voice took on an odd tone. The words were in the language of the Old Ones, but no one who heard the song could ever forget it.

A heavy shock went through the room. Mona had stopped dead in her tracks at the words and after the silence echoed from the walls Numair shook his head and grasped Daine as tightly as he could. From Shaye's vantage point she could see similar things happen to many couples. The King for instance held the Queen so tightly around the waist she looked like she was unable to breathe.

Shaye smiled and said in a commanding tone, "You Majesties, my Lords and Ladies, I hereby accuse Mona of Milleu of using illicit magic's, of wrecking all sorts of true love and being downright evil, although, I don't really think you can get imprisoned for that last bit. Um. Thank you."

The King lost barely a moments hesitation, "Seize Mona of Milleu!"

Neal offered his hand to Shaye for her to get down and Shaye took it, she noticed that even he was clutching at her hand, afraid she might run away if he let go. She realized she was tired, she had used more of her gift then she thought she would, but it didn't matter. Shaye smiled, naive enough to think the whole thing was over.

Mona was left in shock, she saw guards attempting to surround her, pathetic men she would had never even bothered with before, her eyes were still of Numair. How had her plot been foiled? That stupid girl again, she new some spell of another that completely dried her out of her lusty magic! The insanity of it! The pure unpredictableness of this... this CURSE!. Mona's already unstable mind held a tempest within it's cavern. Mona's rage could not end, would not end here! Mona's torrid mind reeled and she madly lashed out with her gift. Daine took the hit and Shaye saw her fall to the floor and twitch once before she lay motionless on the hard stone.

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Ok it's not really long or anything and it's a sudden wall in your reading but I totally foreshadowed and everything! but you know just getting from point a to b. AND I've only got a couple chapters to go... which means I can have my first completed story ever! Wow and with the like 20 names I have on here and everything...