A / N ;; Ridiculously short chapter that jumps around. Sorry! But I would prefer it to be this way, instead of the first two times I typed the chapters.

Out there on North Ryoshima Coast, something strange happened to Louna when he was dealing with the demon who had arrived to make his move. Things had already seemed strange from the start of the fight, especially since the demon kept dodging. Why keep dodging and not take him out? Waka wouldn't understand until the moment Louna collapsed. The demon merely smirked at him, and in two blinks of the eye, vanished. Gone, just like that, as if his job had been complete.

Without a second thought Waka had rushed to Louna's side, shaking her, shouting her name, begging for her to just open her eyes, but nothing would happen. It was like she had mentally left the world, yet her body continued to live. To make things worse, he had tried projecting his own conscious into her mind, but it was blocked by something unknown to him. The butterfly that had left Louna's shoulders replaced itself back, but in the process of trying to merge itself with her, it shattered into pieces of light. No one had to tell Waka that the demon had somehow managed to do something to Louna. It was only a matter of time before he, whatever his name was, would have her at his will.

The only thing Waka could do was bring her back to his palace, place her still form in his room, and wait. Louna remained still, he remained worried, but there was nothing he could do to wake her up. He could only wait, and wondering what was going on inside of her head.

Louna opened her eyes. She had made her choice. She wasn't sure how long she had been sitting down with her eyes closed, but it felt like a hundred years had passed within this strange world the demon created in her mind. Her eyes glanced at each mirror, all of which had remained the same except for the one that had shown her the fight between Waka and the stranger. That one was black, showing her nothing now. She had only two mirrors to choose from, and the decision made her heart pound wildly. She stared at the mirror with Waka's reflection, rose to her feet, then walked to it.

Nighttime had fallen, and Waka had dozed off. He was barely conscious, barely aware of the world around him. And he didn't want to fall asleep. He had to protect Louna, and wait for her when she woke up. He wanted to take care of her while she was asleep. However, sleep was something no man could defeat, and he was tired.

With eyes barely able to keep open, and his head leaning back against the large chair he was in, Waka missed the signs of Louna's stirring. The woman turned her head for a moment, and her fingers gripped at the sheets on the bed. Only when Louna's body arched, jumping in the motion, and her eyes snapped open did Waka become fully conscious. He stared at Louna, jumping from out of his chair. Louna's eyes glowed black and white in the dark, and her mouth fell open to take one large intake of air, like she had been under water for hours.

"Louna!" Waka cried, racing over to her. "Louna!" he called again, shaking her by her shoulders.

Louna didn't say anything back to him, however. It was like she was still in a trance, only now whatever was going on in her mind was taking an actual effect on her. Where Louna's fingers had hold of the sheets, blackness swirled around her, spreading under her, becoming wider and bigger. Waka called Louna's name again, but there was still no response from her. Swirls of darkness slithered onto her skin like small snakes unable to be avoided, thrown off and onto the ground. They wrapped themselves around her legs, her arms, her waist, and her neck, and started to pull her down into the tunnel of darkness beneath her that was once his bed. Waka was terrified. He hadn't been ready for something like this, and didn't know what to do. If only Louna would wake up!

"Louna!" Waka panicked, keeping a strong hold on her and refusing to let go. "Louna! Please, wake up!" How much more loudly would he have to shout to wake up his troopers, and how long would it take them to reach the room? He needed help, somehow, someway, he just needed it! It had to be the demon taking Louna! Why else would this be happening to her? "Louna! Can't you hear me?! Don't go! Resist him!"

And then, somehow, Louna's voice spoke to him. Though, it wasn't exactly her speaking. It was someone else. Someone feeling smug and clever, and taking pleasure in listening to him plead. "But dearest Waka, how could you not figure that she chose me over you?" the voice laughed. Waka stared at Louna, feeling her slip from his fingers. "Adieu, stranger…"

And then she was gone. Just like that. No words could make it anymore simpler. Louna was pulled into the dark void as soon as his troopers had made it into the room. Waka stared at his bed in devastation, letting those words take a toll in his head.

Louna opened her eyes, slowly, letting them adjust to the dim lighting in the new room she was in. It was slightly cold, and seemed eerie, but the only thing she could focus on was how tired she felt, and how stiff. She also noticed that someone was leaning over her, and that someone had pulled off her mask.

"Where am I?" Louna croaked, her throat dry.

There was a small chuckle, and then the sound of something breaking. Fear raced through Louna like fire. "Ah, Louna… I see you're awake," the strange, yet familiar voice spoke towards her. "I thought it would take a while longer, but you made a choice so quickly. I'm rather proud of the choice you made."

He walked over to her, and leaned down with a smile. Black hair cascaded over his shoulders, light brown eyes staring down at her with a demented kind of love and care. In a way, it was like he was staring at her as if she were a prize, or a gift. His hand brushed against her cheek, and Louna gasped. There it was, the shocking feeling she was suppose to feel whenever she and Waka had skin-to-skin contact. It had switched, somehow, to this demon.

"I hope you don't mind," he said to her. "But here, your mask is unnecessary, so I've disposed of it. Also, you don't have to worry about the troubles of a soul mate, now. You'll be thanking me sooner or later, I know it." He chuckled, and swept himself to the other side of the room. Louna closed her eyes, feeling as if she had made the wrong choice. She wanted to go back in time, and walk through the mirror containing Waka. It was never a good thing to realize a bad choice only when it was done.

"You've made a good choice, Louna," the stranger spoke to her. "Now, I can certainly help you a lot more than that Moon clan man can. With what I have planned for you, you won't have to worry about your powers at all. I'll help you with everything."

Louna closed her eyes, and balled her fist. She had no reason to speak. No reason to protest against what this demon wanted her to do. She had chose his mirror for a reason, and no matter how tainted she became, she had to always remind herself why.

Think of Milly, and think of Waka, and think of everyone else waiting and caring for you, Louna told herself, feeling a pang of pain from her nails. They're relying on you!

"By the way, my name is Keegan, and seeing as I've destroyed your mask, I believe I own you."

A / N ;; Regarding Louna's mask... Only now, in this recent chapter, was her mask destroyed. When Waka had first destroyed it, it was an illusion she got upset over. It was pretty much like the tornado he had told her to imagine. It was all inside of her head, and not really physically happening. Clearing that up for any readers who are confused. I hope I put this here fast enough... D'x