Once I reached the point where no tears would leave my eyes, I fell asleep. The dream I had that night was indescribable. At first, the dream started out cold; I was in the House of the Four Spirits. The spirits were present, as so were Kero and Suraiya and someone else, shrouded in darkness. They were watching me, and I was watching someone else. Standing in the full moon's effervescent beam was a tall figure with huge wings and long silver hair. He extended forth his hand and I felt myself being pulled toward him, into him and it was freezing. I felt as if though he was choking me, taking my life away. I couldn't breathe and felt myself losing consciousness. But then my dream changed. It wasn't a smooth change, but rather blatant; I could tell that they were different. In the first dream, focus was on the figure who stood in the moonlight. In the second dream, focus was on the darkened silhouette of someone that I know I have seen before. He seemed to be reaching out to me, his arms opened and I felt myself being drawn into him. He wrapped his arms around me and I was overcome by warmth. My body felt like it was on fire and my heart was racing. As light came into my dream again, I saw myself standing on a cliff surrounded by mist, staring at the stars and the darkened moon and I knew I was in a different realm. I was dressed in fine robes befit for someone of high status colored in dark emerald, white and gold. I felt someone standing by me, but I didn't know who it was. I never looked back to stare at him directly, instead, I leaned on him and he kissed my forehead and I was at peace...

The warmth of the sun in combination with a door opening woke Medea. She stretched then opened her eyes, surprised that she didn't see her room. Medea jerked out of bed and saw the person she least suspected to see. He set a bagel with warm coffee onto the nightstand next to Medea and wished her a good morning.

"What happened?" Medea asked, still a little bit drowsy.

"I saw you sleeping on the sidewalk and I felt bad," he answered, "I normally wouldn't have done anything, but you were crying and you were too well dressed to be homeless. And something inside of me wouldn't let me leave you there. So I figured I would give you shelter for the night. What is your name by the way?"

The smile on Medea's face faded, "You don't remember me."

He smiled warmly, "Hmm, maybe I don't. I feel as if though I know you however. Maybe I truly have forgotten."

"My name is Medea," she said, sadly.

"Well, Medea," he said, "I hope you like a bagel with cream cheese. I'm not much of a cook, so this is all I can offer you."

"It's fine," Medea sighed happily. She felt content that he could be so kind to her when he wasn't even sure if he knew her. But Arlen was that type, always kind to others. It was at times like these that he seemed most handsome and Medea couldn't help but to admire him. But her spell was broken by the doorbell. Arlen left to answer it and Medea picked up her coffee to sip it.

A slight wind blew, swaying the curtain in towards the room and a cloud overcast the sun causing the room to become dark. Medea took a sip from her coffee and said is a low voice, "You have been watching me all night."

A figure from the shadows stepped out and replied "I have been watching you ever since the seal on The Sakura broke."

"What do you want from me?" She took another sip from her coffee as the figure gave a breath of laughter, "Nothing. It is what I was sent to do that you should be worried about. But right now, you need to be worried about the task at hand: capturing the spirits you unleashed. Especially the one whose power is in play at the very moment we speak."

"Why does that concern you?" Medea voice remained calm, as if though she talked to him every day.

"You need to finish your first task before you are able to take on me." He began to walk toward her and it seemed that the shadows followed him. "Memories determine reality, Medea, to an extent at least. If no one remembers you, than you don't exist."

"Meaning..." Medea waved her hand signaling for him to get to the point.

"Meaning..." he continued, "You are running out of time Medea. Not only does this card erase your memories, but it can erase you as well. If you do not capture this spirit before 24 hours since the spirit first appeared, then you will no longer exist. And I'd hate for that to happen. After all, I'm looking forward to seeing the full extent of your powers."

The shadows vanished as the sun returned light and Arlen returned to the room. Medea took another sip of her coffee and then set it down on the table. "I have to go."

Medea didn't know exactly how she was going to do it, but she knew what she had to do. The only one that would be able to help her here is Kero, and given the fact that she still has keys to her house, getting in contact with him wouldn't be too hard. Getting through to him, however, would. Luckily for her, her uncle's car wasn't in the driveway which means he went to work. Medea entered the house and walked up the stairs to her room. Kero was flying around, frantically muttering about the missing Sakura cards.

"Kero!" Medea yelled, getting his attention.

"Who are you?" he asked rudely.

"Not important now, you probably won't even remember me - wait a minute!" Medea glanced at The Sakura and instantly got an idea. "Watch this!" She picked up the sealed book and tried to open the seal, but it wouldn't budge. Dammit, she thought, if the star key and wand don't recognize me, The Sakura wouldn't either.

"You can't break the seal," he sighed, "Only the chosen one with magical powers can."

"I am the chosen one," Medea insisted. She focused on the seal of the book and meditated on it, feeling the magic inside of her rise. So long as she existed, her magic still existed and she could tap into it. Echoing inside of her, Medea could hear the mantra that she would call on to activate her power:

My virtues are infinite,

My vices are void,

My magick is boundless

My soul is pure

My mind is inconquerable

My spirit is invincible

I will endure all but defeat

I will never concede

"Open." At her word, the seal broke lose without her even having to touch it and a wave of power pushed Kero back as if though some great power source had been tapped into. In all the years he has been alive, Kero has never seen such power. Whoever she was, he believed her and was guaranteed his loyalty.

Kero bowed his head to her in respect, "What is it that you ask of me?"

"A card that erases memories and people," Medea explained, "It has made everyone forget about me and soon I will no longer exist. I am running out of time. We have to go back to the house and seal it."

"The Erase Card," Kero replied, "No doubt. But once it has used its magic on you, it will not come to you again. You have to break its magic somehow."

Medea would've asked how to, but deep down, she already knew. She had to somehow try and get someone to remember her. She has already tried Kero, but he was no good. She could try Arlen, but their bond wasn't that strong. Suraiya doesn't even know her. But then again, they had the strongest bond and if anyone could do it, Suraiya could. So, Medea and Kero left the house to look for Suraiya.

"Well, I haven't seen you before."

"Oh no," Medea sighed. She turned around and knew exactly what she was in for. Plus, the fact that he didn't remember her made things words.

"If I had seen you before, you'd be mine right now." Zahur definitely wasn't shy when it came to flirting, which was not necessarily a good thing.

"Had I seen you before, I would've had nightmares," Medea retorted.

Zahur sneered, which Medea found to be creepy. "So you admit that you dream about me."

"O.K. I really don't have time for this, nor do I want to see where this will lead. I think I have already been scarred for life." She began to walk away, before taking one look back. "Definitely don't want to remember this."

Medea walked away and turned around the corner of the block leaving Zahur standing alone. She shook his head after staring at the house. "You have a long way to go before you reach my level."

Medea sped walked trying to get as far away from Zahur as she could. "This has officially been the freakiest Halloween I have ever had. Just that alone was enough! I'm done! I'm retiring!" She walked up the block and noticed Suraiya walking in her direction.

"Suraiya!" she called.

"Can I help you?"

"O.K.," Medea started, "I know you don't think you know me but you do. I'm Medea! You're best friend! We've known each other for 3 years now. You know, I have magical powers, capturing Sakura Spirits and everything. I know this is gonna sound crazy but just yesterday we went to this house and I got separated from you and Kero and I met these four ghosts that explained this really freaky stuff to me. But while we were separated, you must've gotten your memory erased by THE ERASE CARD! And now, in order for me to seal it, you have to remember-"

"Whoa!" Suraiya screamed, pointing at Medea's hand. It was transparent, only slighly visible. Medea was beginning to vanish.

"Listen!" Medea cried out, "Try and remember! Medea! Do you remember what you did last night at around 7!"

"No, I don't. But I remember that you called me last night and it was weird because even though I didn't know who you were, I still had your number stored in my phone. And I have pictures of you everywhere."

That's when Medea realized the extent of THE ERASE's power. It can only erase memories, not the effects that Medea has had, which explains why the spirits are still free. THE ERASE can't change time. "Don't you remember! We were in the haunted house by our school, looking at the room. I was looking into the mirror-"

"Then something came out and grabbed you-" Suraiya called, "then all went blank!" Suraiya's eyes grew wide and she gasped, "MEDEA! OH MY GOD! ARE YOU O.K.!"

"Finally!" Medea sighed with relief.

All of a sudden, a light mist appeared from behind Suraiya. "THE ERASE!" Medea called out. She grabbed the star key and concentrated her power within it. Once the red gem on the key glowed, Medea transformed it into the Star Wand. She rose the wand high above her head and commanded, "Spirit of Sakura! Cast off the true form designated to you and yield to my control! By the sacred contract, I command you! ERASE!" The mist surrounded Medea and entered her body as the wind blew furiously around her.

Once all was settled, Suraiya grabbed Medea in a big hug. "Oh my God! I don't believe I could've forgotten you! I'm so sorry!"

"Me too!" Kero cried out, tears streaming down his eyes as he hugged Medea too.

"It's all right," Medea sighed, "So long as I'm thought of."

Off in the shadows, the silhouette of the mysterious young man Medea talked to earlier was watching. Before disappearing into the shadows, he commented, "You have a really long way to go before you reach my level."

As I explained to Suraiya what the ghosts explained to me, I couldn't help but remember my conversation with that guy. How do I know that he is not the evil that the ghosts spoke of? How do I know that that evil did not send him? He did say that someone sent him to get something from me, but what? And why did he have to wait for me to finish collecting the spirits? Perhaps he is after the cards, but all the spirits are inside of me and he wouldn't be able to get them regardless. Then I thought of the dream and of the winged figure in the moonlight. I could not clearly see him and despite how cold and foreboding he felt, I knew he wasn't evil. As I stood on the cliff with the incredible warmth of whoever was behind me, I realized that there may be more to my destiny than being the Mistress of the Sakura. And the magick I displayed today to open the book revealed that I have magick beyond that of the book. The shadowed figure that took me into his arms showed me such kindness and passion that I have never felt before. But he reminded me of the mysterious person I talked to that wished to challenge me, or so it would seem. Right now every thread of my life is entangled in one big knot, and to be able untangle the knot takes time. But even time is uncertain.