Merry Christmas, ya'll! It's only a few weeks away! Don't you just love the Christmas season? It should snow pretty soon up here in Oregon. Portland looks beautiful around this time of year! Ok, I'm babbling. I know you came here to read the most HORRID Akazukin Chacha story to ever be fathomed. And starting it off by talking about Christmas was…very stupid of me. Gomen!

Disclaimer: I don't own Akazukin Chacha.

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Bright, beautiful, sunny, cheerful.

That's the day that Chacha was seeing as she walked home from school. It was finally vacation time on Mochi-Mochi Mountain! And Chacha's eyes couldn't have sparkled more at the excitement. But little did she know, the brightness in her eyes would soon disappear that night.

Pssssst. Pssssssst.

Chacha heard the noise and looked around.

'Was I imagining that…or did someone really whisper to me?'

Chacha shrugged and continued to walk back to her castle.

Psssst. Psssst.

"WHO'S DOING THAT?!" Chacha yelled.

Come into the alley, child.

Chacha looked down the alley that she was standing near, looking around for the owner of the soft, feminine voice. Reluctantly, she stepped into the darkness. Something bright caught her eye. She ran over, and discovered a glass object in the pile of rubbish.

A mirror.

The blonde smiled at her reflection. She had grown some since the fall of Dimaoh.

She looked almost like her adult form when she transformed into Magical Princess Holy Up. A cat jumped of a garbage can and made quite a racket, startling Chacha. She turned around, to find the kitten licking itself. She sighed, and turned back to the mirror.

The reflection in the mirror was not her own.

"AHHH!" Chacha screamed, falling backward. The pale face in the mirror chuckled.

"Who…who are you?" Chacha stuttered.

The woman in the mirror smiled. She had a white face and white hair, obviously and albino. She had crimson lips that stood out from the white, and deep violet-gray eyes. Like cold fire.

"I am Suzukina, a sorceress sealed in this magic mirror by Dimaoh, a long long time ago…" A shadow passed over her face, but quickly departed. "I can never get out, so I live only to serve those who are worthy."

Chacha cocked her head. "What do you do?"

"I can show the past, future, and different scenarios." Suzukina replied.

"What do you mean by different scenarios?" Chacha inquired further.

"That means you can ask me what it would be like if anything in the past changed, and I would show you the outcome." Suzukina said.

Chacha thought a moment. Then, without thinking twice, she grabbed the mirror.

"What are you doing, child?" The sorceress asked politely.

"I'm taking you home with me. I'll ask a question when we get there." Chacha answered.

The blue-eyed blonde had decided to try walking home that day. But after emerging from the alley, she noticed how late it was getting.

"Shit."

"Curse words aren't nice."

"Whatever."

Chacha summoned her broom, and flew to the castle. Upon arrival, she ran to her room.

Carefully setting the mirror on the end of her bed, she climbed on the other end.

"Ok, now for my question."

"Shoot."

"What would our land be like today if I was never born?"

Immediately Suzukina's contempt smile turned to a frown.

"Are you sure you want to know that?" Suzukina asked.

Chacha nodded, Suzukina sighed.

"Once I start the vision, it is impossible for you to turn your gaze away from the mirror."

"I don't care."

"Alright, you shall get your wish…but you'll be sorry."

Then, a bright light shot out of the mirror, forcing Chacha to cover her eyes. Just as quickly as it came, it stopped. Chacha did not uncover her eyes.

"You can look now, child."

Chacha opened her eyes, and looked into the mirror.

Instantly, she wished she could look away.

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HAHA! CLIFFIE! Only in the very last chapter will we see Chacha again. The rest of the story is what she sees in the mirror. Review, and you shall find out faster.