Disclaimer- I don't own Kuzco or Pacha they belong to Disney. But I do own Zida! As she is one of my characters, that I created!

Just so you know, Kuzco is meant to act out of character in the chapter, so please don't review saying he seemed a little OOC, he's meant too, okay?

Oh and this might be the last Chapter up for the next couple of weeks, because I'm going to put this story and The Lonely Road to El Dorado on hold as I try to update my other stories, Kuzco the Peasant and Kuzco's the Name, being Emperor's the Game! Look at my profile for all the updates of my stories!

Please enjoy....

"I can't see anything in here about a death, no royal deaths whatsoever, well mysterious ones anyway," Kuzco blinked in confusion as he read through the many books of death records within the palace.

Pacha nodded, "There are many servant, guard, worker and cook deaths but no actual royal deaths..."'

Kuzco sighed and dropped the book he was looking through onto his lap, he was exhausted and was starting to gain a headache from the amount of reading, he rubbed his temples as he tried to rid himself of the painful migraine.

"Are you still weak?" Pacha asked with a hint of concern in his voice.

Since the 'experience' Kuzco had been put through, he had been a lot weaker and sometimes he even suddenly fell unconscious.

Kuzco nodded slowly, "Yeah but don't worry about it! In a couple of days I'll be groovin' and movin' all over again!"

Pacha smiled happily, "You better be. You know it's kind of scary to see you in your current state."

Kuzco chuckled, "Uh, geez, thanks man!"

The pair both smirked in amusement when just at that moment Zida burst into the room.

"Your highness," she curtsied as she walked up to the Emperor.

"Yes Zida?" Kuzco raised an eyebrow.

Zida slowly sat down by the Emperor as she flicked her long black hair behind her ear; she kneeled down and placed a book against her legs.

"Look here," she pointed her finger down at a name and some other details.

Kuzco edged over closer to Zida and looked down at what she was pointing at, he read it out aloud, "Emperor Azka," Kuzco paused as he thought back.

"Who's he?" Pacha questioned curiously.

Zida was also wondering the same thing so she looked at Kuzco expectantly.

Kuzco looked down at the ground as he tried to think of whom that could be.

Pacha and Zida both waited patiently realising that Kuzco had to think quite hard to remember who this person was.

"I think he was my great great grandfather, but I'm not totally sure," he shrugged it off as he continued to read the rest of the details, "Emperor Azka, died of a strange illness, which slowly cut the circulation off to different parts of his body.... Do you think it could be him?"

Pacha shrugged unsurely.

Zida shook her head, "From what I remember of all the stories my grandfather used to tell me that his father told him, I'm pretty sure Emperor Azka was a very good ruler. Apparently he was really in touch with the peasants, he always let them say a lot in the country's law and how it was to be run and so on so fourth."

"But that's the only royal death which has a slight bit of mystery to it!" Kuzco cried as he jumped up to his feet.

Zida and Pacha looked up at the Emperor both surprised.

Kuzco growled in anger, "I can't take this! I don't want a loose ghost, spirit or whatever roaming around my palace! This is my palace! And no ghost is going to scare me out of it! We have to discover what it wants and get rid of it!" he clicked his fingers and a guard burst into the room.

"Get the best warriors in the kingdom!" Kuzco ordered sternly.

"Yes your highness!" the guard bowed.

"No wait!" Zida shouted making the guard stop in his tracks.

"Are you going to go against my wishes?" Kuzco shouted at the guard.

Zida frowned, "Kuzco!"

Kuzco's eyes widened as he realised what Zida just called him, he was about to answer back when Zida stopped him.

She waved her hands about as if to say 'I don't care what you have to say,' she frowned, "Kuzco! You aren't serious, are you? This isn't like you! Normally you would be all chilled and relaxed about this kind of thing? But you aren't... And I know why... That possession has obviously affected your judgement!" she cried as she held a fist up in mid-air, "And I suggest you give in and let me take over."

Kuzco's eyes and mouth both flew open, "Y-y-you want to take over me!?! You can't do that! I'm the Emperor!"

"Yes you may be, but one of the main laws is that fact that if the Emperor or Empress is believed to be ill or unable to do his duties properly then the current advisor can take command! And I am!" she cried, "And I relieve you of your duties!"

Kuzco stood speechless; he was horrified, how could someone over-throw him? He was the Emperor! He was the ruler of the World!

This isn't possible... Kuzco thought to himself then suddenly he stopped, "Wait, I wouldn't say something like that...?"

Pacha and Zida blinked in confusion, "Eh?"

Kuzco frowned in confusion, "Wait, I... What's going on? I don't understand... I..."

"Kuzco, look, something's happened to you," Zida placed her hands on his shoulders, "Whoever or whatever that was that took over your body, it's poisoned your mind... You can't think clearly..."

Kuzco looked at Zida then down at Pacha, "I can still feel it in me..." just at that moment his eyes slowly closed and he felt his knees give way as he started to fall over sideways.

Pacha quickly caught him and looked up at Zida, "This is serious... We need to get rid of that ghost and get Kuzco back to himself!"

Zida nodded in agreement, "Guards!"

The same guard from a few moments ago and several other ones ran up to Zida, "Take the Emperor to his chamber!" she looked down at Pacha, "I guess I'll have to take care of the kingdom while Kuzco's down, but you have to keep searching, try and find something, anything that can help us discover what's going on in this palace!"

Pacha nodded, as the guards gently picked Kuzco up and carried him towards his chamber, "I'll try..."