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Chapter 9-Crossing Through the Eye

"Master?" began Saga. Aboard the Citadel of Bone, he knelt before the throne of Skeleton King.

"Yes, yes, Saga, what is it?" prompted Skeleton King.

"Master, I am working on the beginnings of a new plan to capture Shuggazoom for you, but I must seek the council of one more familiar with, uh, Light Magic, sir," began Saga.

"LIGHT MAGIC! Why would you need to understand that type. I am a master of both anima and the dark forces! I can provide magic if it will deliver the monkeys to me!" shouted Skeleton King.

"I-I am sorry, master, it-it's just that my plan involves deception, and light magic would give it away far too easily. That is why I ask you, my master, for a ship and some time away for your constant sight, so that I may pursue a user of Light Magic?"

"And why must I stop monitoring you?" asked Skeleton King coolly.

"You-you see, Master, it would be most difficult to trick a Light Mage with an aura of dark magic hovering around me, e-even one made by such a subtle and skillful master as yourself," stuttered Saga.

Skeleton King mused over this, then decided that Saga's argument did make sense. It wasn't as if the creature could be working against him, anyway. Finally, he spoke, "Yes, I suppose I can allow you these things. The Formless will prepare a ship for you."

"Thank you, master, I shall not fail you," praised Saga. He wore a relieved smile as he walked away. However, as soon as he was out of Skeleton King's throne room, the grin disappeared.

'That senile old bag of bones! If only that stupid program had vanished when I took on my new, organic form. But no, it had to integrate with my aura, and now I am forced to obey him still! As soon as I gain my freedom, I will destroy him,' thought Saga. Then he returned to his room, and began to muse over his short history. 'Well, maybe not first. First, I will take my revenge. And if I can't find Morgue, I'll just have to make that pitiful little mongoose suffer for two. Maybe I'll make him watch as I pick apart his little girlfriend. I'm sure she'll make a fine meal.' He sat down against a wall and began to laugh gently.

That's all I got for now!

Frus: Dude, you're SICK!

Me: Hey, it could be worse. -Whispers something-

Frus: Yeah, that would be worse.

Me: Hmm…now I need a Light Magic User forSaga to dupe…