(A/n: Hey! So, what did you think of my cruel twist of fate? If ya don't like it, then oh well! Ha, ha, ha! Actually, I'm pretty tired. It's about 1:35am here and I gotta get up at 8am. Wanna know why? Thanks for asking! Because I must watch BeyBlade! Make fun of me all ya want, my good friend Blanket, or EbonyCat or something like that -her new name- watches it too and she's the same age as me! Shout outs to The Divine Wings of Tragedy, thanks for listening to me, you're the best! . And Alex, you're awesome! . Well, I'm blah-blahing here and you wanna read. So I'll be gone! If ya want to, read my Author's Note at the bottom! Enjoy! .)

"If ya remember, at my funeral, it was a closed casket. Am I correct?"

"Hai. But what does this have to do with anything?"

"I'm getting' there, hold your horses. Geez!" She complained. "Ya see, I staged my death. Those weren't my ashes. They were burnt wood ashes. Although I did write the note." She said, looking away from Serge, breaking the intense stare of the both of them.

"So what you're basically saying is that you put everyone and anyone who cared about you in great pain? Was this
some kind of sick joke of yours?"

"No!" She cried out, trying to defend herself. "You've got it all wrong! That's not the reason why I did it! I had no
other choice!"

"Then enlighten me. What is the REAL reason?" He snapped at her angrily.

Kid was taken aback. Why was Serge so angry? Wouldn't he be happy to see her? Why was he being so mean? It did
not matter anyways because soon, he too would be gone. Forever. She just wanted a decent hello, but she guessed that that was just too much to ask for.

"Well, if ya want to know exactly right now, then I'll tell ya. Ya see, the day of my supposed "suicide", if ya do
remember, I came to ya askin' ya if ya wanted to go to the arcade. Well, it was because of your safety. About an hour or two before I met up with ya, someone came to me and told me that either I work for 'em, or they would kill ya the next day. I refused 'em and tried to get ya away from harm. When ya refused, I wrote that note to ya. It had two spells that I had created. The first being a tracking spell so I could track ya, and the second a protection spell. Well, that basically sums it all up, mate." She concluded finally.

Serge was speechless at first. She did all of this for him? Why? Was he that important that people would change their lives for him? Then he remembered something.

"But what about my nightmare? How did you know about it?" He questioned suddenly.

"Your what? ...Oh, that. Well, I guess I knew 'bout it 'cause I witnessed, or watched it happen. The person who had
started all of this played that dream in your mind." She replied, sighing wearily.

"Who! Who is making you do all this!" He practically screamed out at her. He would ruthlessly kill the one who had caused all of this.

"...Lynx."

Serge almost fell off the cliff right then and there but he caught himself. He looked deep into her eyes and saw that
it was the truth.

"But...how?"

"Well...this is the only way I can explain it:Ya DID kill Lynx, that ya did, but he was so full of revenge that he didn't heaven, Hell, OR Limbo. Therefore, he came back as a spirit. He could possess certain people so that he would take their form."

"But if he took that person's form, wouldn't I see him as THAT person?" He asked. He was very confused right now.

"Well, since ya have 'spirit awareness', ya could see the REAL him, in his TRUE form. That's how he invaded your
dream, though, by possessing a shaman that could enter people's dreams. But see, ya are lucky that ya woke up, 'cause he could have killed ya. He can do horrible things things as a spirit." She explained calmly.

"...It's just so hard to believe. I'm still trying to process it all. It's all so confusing. Not to mention, Harlequin has
gone missing, and then you showed up.." He stated wearily. He had just found out that Kid was alive. Lynx wanted his ass dead. Harlequin was missing in action. And not to mention the horrible feeling that something tragic was about to happen, but he shook this thought off.

(A/n: Ya'd think that maybe after awhile, he'd get that these feelings were MESSAGES. GEEZ!)

"Yea...Well, now that ya know all that stuff, I'm afraid that I have order to carry out." Kid said, standing up.

"Orders? To what?" Serge asked, standing up also.

"Kill ya. We can't have ya goin' around knowin' all that. I wish that we could've caught up longer, but orders are to
be carried out." She stoically replied.

(A/n: I wasn't really sure if 'stoically' was a word. But it is:-p So HAHA! And even if it wasn't, it would've been now! If ya can't tell already, I make up my own words, hee, hee!)

Then, without warning, Kid pushed Serge forcefully off of Cape Howl.

"NOOO! Kid! Why! Aahhhh!" Serge screamed, falling headfirst into the water, upside-down.

" Serge, NO! Kid how COULD you! Don't you love him! Don't you care about what happens to him!" Glenn shouted while he ran out from the bushes in which he was hiding, staring bewilder-eyed at her. And her reply shocked him even more.

"Well, put it this way Glenn; Fate can be cruel."

(A/n: Well? Well! How'd I do! Pretty damn good for being really sick, huh? Will Serge live! You'll have to wait.
Thank Alex for the cliff idea. He was just kidding about it, though... I think. I guess that I just the idea from it. Well, keep those reviews comin'! Otherwise, no new chapter. I'll write it, but won't upload it:-p I want at least 2 reviews! See, I'm an agreeable girl! I'm tired. It's 2:50am. Nighty-night! REVIEW! L8ter! . Pure Evil Youkai)