All right, Ceres fans, this is where you have to start watching for the references to said manga. Let's get it on!

Chapter 5: Ceres fan
"He still hasn't woken up yet?" a young gypsy girl asked her grandmother. The young girl was the one who had found the mysterious wizard unconscious and dragged him through the catacombs and up into the secret bell tower of Notre Dame where her grandmother was. Her grandmother had some supernatural powers of her own, and was unconsciously communicating with the Daniel within Daniel. No, not telepathy. What they were doing (if you've read the four Time Quartet books by Madeline L'Engle) was kything, communication between hearts and souls. The young girl did not understand it. What she understood was everything her grandmother had taught her, but right now she was focused on Daniel. She couldn't keep her eyes off him! She reached out her hand to touch his face and was smartly whapped on the hand by her grandma.

"Ow!" she cried out, "Grandma, what was that for!"

"Do not touch him," the grandma reprimanded her, "You make him uncomfortable. He already has a girlfriend he adores, and he does not want you to touch him. So no touchy!" Her voice had the speech pattern and pitch of Uncle from "Jackie Chan Adventures." The girl pouted.

'Doesn't matter anyway,' she thought to console herself, 'Most likely he'll wake up and won't remember who he is. (Blush!) Then maybe he'll fall in love with me and swear his life and heart to me, and protect me, and we'll run away together and have—'

"OWWW!" The girl got punched down on her head by her grandma.

"You should be ashamed," grandma yelled, "for thinking such nonsense! You have completely embarrassed him now! Yes; he can read your mind, like me." Grandma walked back to the mattress Daniel lay on, continuing, "Ah, Marie. You read too much 'Ceres.' It is filling your head with nonsensical thoughts. You are 12 years old, a child! You are much too young to seek what men possess. Now you are not to think that way around him, or touch or stare at him, understand?" Marie hung her head.

"Yes, grandmother," she grumbled as she went to the window. She sighed and leaned on her palm as she watched the sun start to go down. Then she looked down in front of the cathedral. Oh, no. They were here!

"Grandma!" she cried, "The witch hunting priests!" The grandmother looked up in shock. She looked down at Daniel.

"They are here," she kythed to him, "for you? What would they do with you?...I see. You are a wizard...No, Daniel. I am here to help, even in my old age." Then she ended the kythe and stood up.

"Get ready, Marie," she said, "to fight." Marie nodded. The priests, all teenage boys, broke down the door. Grandma stood between them and Daniel, but was dismissively shoved to the ground by one of them. Marie moved to defend her, but was easily tossed against the wall. The group approached the seemingly unaware Daniel.

"All too easy," said one as he reached for Daniel. Daniel's hand suddenly grabbed his wrist, and Dan's eyes flew open.

"Not!" he yelled as he swung the priest in a circle, knocking them down. He then threw him down, grabbed his wand, and put them to sleep, save one. Him he grabbed with his arm by his throat, tied his hands behind him with rope from out of his wand, and put his wand to the priest's throat. He turned to Marie, who had woken, and was with her grandma.

"Are you two all right?" he asked. Marie nodded. He approached them with his victim.

"Thank you," he told them, "for rescuing me. I'll never forget your kindness. And Marie?" She looked at him as he reached into his robe and (by magic) handed her an expertly crafted dagger.

"Something to remember me by," he winked. She stared wide-eyed at it. It was a replica of Toya's dagger from "Ceres: Celestial Legend!"

"Toya's dagger!" she gasped, "How did you know!"

"I know a 'Ceres' fan when I see one," he smiled and winked again, "Now ladies, if you'll excuse me..." He dragged the bound priest out of the room and onto a spiral stone staircase; the kind with the pillar for a wall. Daniel held the priest against the wall, his wand still at his throat.

"I don't doubt you value your life more than I do," he said dangerously, "so play it safe and tell me where my sister and friends are." Unfortunately for the priest, he had neither black magic with which to subdue his captor, nor choice but to cooperate.

"Okay," he replied shakily, feeling around in his robe, then handing Daniel a key, "Here. Your friends are being held at the Palace of Justice. My master took your sister somewhere unknown to us, I swear." Daniel knew he wasn't lying; he could read his mind.

"And the cat?" he asked.

"The black one?" the priest answered, "It's to be drowned in the lake northwest of here tonight."

"Thank you," Daniel said, "And forgive me, but I can't have you ratting me out." (Whump!) Daniel socked the priest in his gut and circled his ear with his wand and whispered an amnesiatic spell and ran off. Three hours later, the priest would awaken to see Marie and fall in love with her. Since he didn't remember his name, he would introduce himself to her as Ulrich von Lichtenstein according to the spell and stay with Marie forever.

Author's Review:
Hey, I could get used to this! All right! Anyway, the Ulrich thing is a reference to one of the FUNNIEST MOVIES EVER, "A Knight's Tale." Hollah! Or just review.

I don't know why I'm using Ceres in this; I guess it just fits in somehow. How do y'all like Marie and Grandma? They're less than minor characters, but they'll help out later on.

I really loved when Daniel suddenly woke up and beat up all those priests. On the deeper level, this is significant to the whole Family theme I'm always screaming about. Daniel and Lina are family, and they'll do whatever it takes to stay together, because that's what families do. At least, to my mentality. Guess what! I'm finally spanning my obsessive horizons of fan fiction! I'm working on a story for "Avatar," and I'm posting a "Jimmy Neutron" one-shot! Really funny; go read it! (After you're done with this one, of course.) That being said, I'm putting myself under a little pressure to write, write, write! L8R!

-samuraistar