Amelia Valencia: A LotGD RPG...? No, I can't say I even know what that is. Sorry. xD Yeah, that was Diamond. She and boys aren't on good terms right now, needless to say. She's full of the strangest comments, I swear. Ack! Between you and my friend, I've lost The Game (haha. You ALL just lost) at least five times today. I couldn't believe it either. I laughed so hard when I found it. Thanks for liking my completely screwed up and unorganized profile! :D

Song for today (I believe I feel slightly accomplished when I type those words :3) : (Starlight came up first, but that was already in this, soooo...) Swept Away by Flyleaf came up next (yes, Obsidian -if you read this-, the creepy song).

Hmmmmmm. I know what I'm gonna do! YES! I feel accomplished when that happens.

Misto's P.O.V.! In this one... Quaxo is possessing our dear magician. If only because this song is about a person possessed by a demon...

Hm. Flyleaf songs are tough, because they're generally 3rd person P.O.V... I may change some of the lyrics a bit, like I did for Amy Says (I don't think I told you I did then, but whatever).

I think... This song is poorly incorporated. Sorry. :(

GODDAMNIT FANFICTION. It deleted all of the chapter, and would NOT let me log back in. GODDAMNIT FANFICTION. It's one in the morning. I have to rewrite the whole damn thing. I am not a happy child.

*Deep breath* So. The stuff Quaxo says in Misto's mind is going to be in italics. So are the song lyrics. Bear with my angry self as best as you can (and probably at the farthest distance you can manage).

People may be OOC, blah, blah, if only because it's late and I wanna go to friggin sleep. Screw you, fanfiction.

"Out, out, out, out, out, out, out!
Now, now, now, now, now!"

I scream in my mind. Which yes, just about proves how far down my mental stability has gone within a couple hours.

I'm not sure what had entered me. I just know, all of a sudden, I'm hearing a voice in my head. One that's even more sarcastic and witty than yours truly, if you can believe it.

I blame Cori and Tanto, which is what you do when in doubt of your mental capibilities.

So I stalk over to their den, and rap on the wall with my tail. Tantomile opens the curtain-thing they use as a door, and her golden brown-ish eyes are troubled when she sees me. She waves me inside, eventually.

Coricopat is there in an instant. He says something in Latin, if you can imagine. I don't pretend to understand these two all the time.

He scowls at me - more or less typical for Coricopat. "I always knew you'd attract some kind of trouble," He mutters angrily.

"What'd I do?" I ask him, while whatever's in my mind says, Oh, yeah. 'Cause you're soooo attractive. I'm sure all of the spirits want to take you over.

I frown, more at the voice in my head than those two, not that they need to know it. What, specifically, are you? I think. Strange behavior, indeed.

Not what, but who. I am Quaxo. Pleased to be at your service. Though you'll be at mine in no time. He laughs then, and it makes every hair on my pelt rise in fear.

I turn to the twins. Tantomile more than Coricopat, but both of them altogether, considering they practically are one person.

"Get this hell out, out of my way.
There's nothing more you can say, so,
Get this hell out, get this hell out, out, out, of my way." I beg.

The thing, demon, whatever it is - Quaxo, speaks in my brain again. I'm honored. Hell is a big compliment. But boy, you should meet my mentor... He cackles again. I look at Tantomile pleadingly.

"We'll try," She says, nodding at Cori. "But you have to leave for now."

I nod, and exit their den, eyes wide.

I settle down in my own, preparing for a loooong couple of days.

I wake up to, "Good morning sugar! Go get something to feed me, will ya?" Echoing through my head.

I groggily blink awake. But then... I'm not in control anymore. I'm trapped in my own body, not in control of my muscles, of my bones.

"Ha! Solid at last!" I say... but it's not really me. Quaxo. He's officially taken over.

I claw at his essence, his very being. I can see it, now that I'm a guest in my own body.

It does a little. For a moment, I have control over my own limbs. But then he takes back over, laughing. "I've had an eternity of training, Misty. A puny magician can't knock me out anymore."

"I'll rage against everything that you do." I think to myself, but apparently, it makes it's way to him.

"I wouldn't have it any other way," He says, laughing again. Then he turns and shoots a bolt of lightning. "That's nice," he mutters, "a body with built-in weapons."

Then he strolls out into the Junkyard.

He doesn't get very far. Coricopat and Alonzo take his paws -my paws, really- and drag him/me right into our den.

Tantomile appears, as well. I'm thankful I can see, even though I have no power over what I see. Quaxo's gaze is on Tantomile for too long. Alonze drifts back towards the door.

Coricopat is staring at me/Quaxo for too long. Then I realize he's searching the mind of this body. Which I imagine has to be confusing, considering there's two of us, generally arguing.

I scream with all my might, knowing it'll just turn out as a thought, "So get this hell out, get this hell out, out, out of my way!"

Cori nods and Tantomile. "We were right," he says, almost sadly, "he's taken over. It's the only way."

Alonzo comes back over, and grabs one of my body's paws. Cori grabs the other. Tantomile looks at us sadly. "Misto, I know you're in there. I'm sorry. Deuteronomy agrees. This is the only way to get rid of the demon."

They're dragging us to the lake...

"Oh no," Quaxo says quietly at the same time I think it. Alonzo and Cori bring us into the water, shove us under for such a long time.

Everything goes fuzzy. And then... everything... goes... black. Be swept away by this.

[A/N] And that, readers, is how you kill off a chapter early when it's one thirty in the morning. Hope for better timing... later today...?