"MMMmmm…" Leora slowly opened her eyes, lazily looking around. She was back home, in New York, in her bedroom. She smelled something good from the hallway, and decided to get out of her warm bed to go see what it was. Aunt Connie was at the stove, cooking Leora a ham and cheese omelet. However, she didn't look as she normally did, she had white glowing wings.

Connie looked up from the breakfast, with a somber face, "See." She simply said. Then in a flash, three hooded goblins came in and tore the apartment apart. Then, Leora watched as they killed her fairy godmother, Constance.

Leora screamed and started to run, and in no time she ran straight into a castle, and down a hallway. It was white everywhere, and then she came two a double wooden door. She stopped, and looked at the golden handles. She saw her reflection in them, and turned the handle…

"Leora! Princess Leora! Are you alright?" The elf from the other night was gently shaking Leora's shoulders, until she finally woke up. She looked at him, then looked around the room. It was strange, the entire room was in a cylinder shape and made out of wood, but was cozy.

"What happened?" Leora wondered as she held her head that ached. She sat up in the quilted bed.

"You were dreaming. I would've left you asleep, that was, until it started."

"What?"

"The singing, you were chanting something…" He trailed off.

Leora leaned towards him gravely, "Chanting what?"

The elf sighed, "It's a chant that I've only heard from stories. Stories about the Melancholy Mountains. For hundreds of years, people in BrumbleWood believed to hear the terrible beast chant it, a song. But it stopped, it stopped…"

"Tell me, please." She asked earnestly.

"It stopped, seventeen years ago."

Leora's eyes grew wide. She didn't believe it, she couldn't. She didn't want to hear this anymore, so- "I'm starving! Where can I get some food around here?"

A little while later, Aden came to the tall sycamore tree in the center of the town. It was a lodge, called, The Treehouse Inn. He knocked on the door, and it was immediately answered, by none other than the young elf man from the night before.

He was about to close the door on Aden's face when, "No! No! Please! I-I'm sorry about the way I acted last night. It was rude of me! Please, can I see her?"

Slowly, the elf nodded and let him in. Aden searched around the room for any sign of Leora. Then, over in the dining room, he found her gobbling down as much food as she could. He crossed the room and sat down at the table across from her.

"Listen, Leora, I am profoundly sorry for what I said last night. I never meant to spoil your good time. I'm probably wrong about the whole destiny thing, I mean, things can't always be predicted, right?"

Leora nodded still eating mountains of food. But Aden ignored it and continued, "Andto make it up to you, I'll finally take you to the Melancholy Mountains!"

The whole room went completely silent. Everyone stared at Aden, including the elf. Leora swallowed down her food and laughed, "Oh Aden, you can you're silly jokes! Ha ha HA!" She over exaggerated.

Everyone then went back to their conversations. Aden looked at her confused, and she signaled him to lean in and she whispered, "I learned just this morning that the Melancholy Mountains have spooked the town stiff! No one really talks about it, unless completely necessary."

Aden nodded in understanding. "So, do you not want to go now?"

"Are you kidding? I want to go now more than ever!!!" She smiled and continued once again to devour her breakfast.

Aden put some of the food in his sack and looked at Leora disgustedly, "Do you always eat like that?"

"Yes! Does that bother you?" Leora said some what snappy.

"Uh, well, it, um, no. It doesn't." And he kept his thoughts to himself.

After breakfast was over, Leora collected her things and began to leave with Aden. He shook the elf's hand and apologized again for punching him.

"It's alright, didn't leave a mark!" The elf said.

Then, Leora went up to him. She leaned over and kissed the elf on the cheek. "Thank you for being so kind to me. I hope your new inn is a great success. Goodbye Legolas!" And they headed out of the treehouse. Legolas watched them leave the town and head past the hills and towards the Melancholy Mountains. "Good luck." He whispered.

"Wow! This stuff is great? What is it?" Leora chewed as they walked through the tall grass of the hillsides.

"It's lamb-chop jerky. I hear it's quite popular with the dwarves. Living in those caves for so long." Aden said. They had been walking all day, it was right after sunset, and the stars were beginning to show.

They walked along and Leora happily ate the jerky. But then, Aden added something, "I hear that wolves love it too. It's disgusting!"

Leora looked grimly at Aden, "Why do you say that?"

"I mean, it's bad enough they steal flocks of lamb and eat it right off the bone! Now they're trying to act civilized and eat lamb-jerky! It's pathetic!"

The moon was slowly coming out from behind the dark clouds, and neither of them bothered to look up. Leora grunted at Aden.

He believed she was agreeing, and kept talking, "Its sad enough that they try to blend in with the rest of us, but they're just greedy," Leora's muscles tensed, "Filthy," Her sharp fangs grew, "Lowlife creatures that roam our kingdoms…like monsters!" Finally, Leora's eyes grew red, and she was flaming in anger.

Looking up at the moon, she howled into the night. Aden, who had been walking in front of her the entire time, turned around in pure shock. Leora, his princess, was a werewolf! 'How could I have missed this?' He thought. He gasped, and that made Leora turn and face him, grinning.

"Uh…Leora! You really don't want to do that, now do you?" He began to slowly back away, holding his hands desperately in front of him.

Growling, she slurred, "Oh, but I really REALLY do!" And she got in a position, ready to charge. Aden winced, and Leora charged him. He screamed and run as fast as his feet would carry him.

He ran through the trees, not even thinking of looking back. 'How am I this stupid? How can I be so scared? She's just a little girl…right?' He looked behind him, and saw Leora was gaining fast, and in rage. "AHH!" He screamed higher than any soprano in a 6th grade girls' choir could go. Missing the sight of a branch on the ground, Aden tripped and fell fast, only stopped by an oak tree behind him.

Sitting there, he tried to bring his eyes into focus. After getting the dust out of his eyes, he looked up, and saw Leora coming close to him. She moved closer, and closer, and then raised her long nails, ready to slash him. Tears were forming in the boy's eyes, and Leora's hand flew down quick, and…….

And that's all for now folks! Sorry, but I'm stopping there! Hahaha! I love making you guys anxious! I get a kick out of it every time! Please be kind in your review! I'm just kidding around! That's all until next time! Fairytale Dreamer