AN: Sorry I didn't update (hides in closet)

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Chapter 10: Wait, what?

Iyama opened her eyes. She was in a dark and cold room. She tried to get up but she felt really tired. She wasn't in her angel form so she tried to change into it but she couldn't muster enough strength to do so. She heard laughing and she raised her head up. She saw that baboon-clothed guy in front of her.

"Who are…?"

"I am Naraku." He interrupted.

"You're quite the rude one aren't you?" she asked, annoyed.

"Takes one to know one." He retorted.

She grimaced; she had walked right into that.

"As you have noticed, you're no longer with your pitiful friends." He stated the obvious. "It's been such a long time since I've seen an Angel of Time."

She raised her eyebrow. How could a guy dressed up in a baboon suit possibly know what she was? He saw the look she was given him and spoke once more.

"I have my ways." He replied.

She sweat-dropped. It was like he read her mind. Her eyes started to droop as he continued on. She tried to keep focus but that didn't possible.

"Also, your parents won't be able to help you get out of here and neither can you use your scepter to get out of… hey wake up, I'm talking to you!" he yelled at the sleeping figure.

She snapped her head up, her eyes still sagging.

"What?" she asked sleepily.

"Like I said, your parents cannot get you out of here, neither can you use your scepter to do so." He restated.

"Wait, how do you know my parents?" she asked, knocking out her sleepiness.

"Like I said, I have my ways." He laughed darkly.

"What do you want from me?" she asked, starting to get annoyed.

"I want your powers." He stated.

"Well, you can't have them." She said.

"Oh, we'll see about that now won't we." He said, and then laughed darkly as he left the room.

"Crazy baboon." She whispered.

"I heard that!" his voiced exclaimed.

She sweat-dropped.

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AN: sorry it's not my best work. U