I appreciate people for reading this chapter. Although the first one was sort of dull, this one is much better, in my opinion.Thanx much to Yami Silverdramon and SmashQueen for reviewing, even if you might have not liked it. About Janus, I think that I may have made him out of character for crying, but I'll make up for it...now.

What am I doing? I never cry. Besides, it's for weaklings. Janus quickly wiped his tears, and got up. His stomach growled. Oh, man. What a time to be hungry. I bet that sheman won't feed me.

He decided that maybe he could find the kitchen, and steal some food. He began to walk quietly down the very long corridor, lest he alert anyone...or anything. He almost shivered at the thought. Almost.

Suddenly, a faint, inhuman scream came to his ears. It's just the wind, he thought, convincing himself. But then, it came again, louder. It was harder to ignore this time, so he walked a little faster. This time however, it was right behind him. Swallowing, Janus turned around. A big, freakish-looking monster was staring him right in the eyes.

Don't make it think you're a bit afraid. Pretend it's Mother. Pretend it's Mother. Pretend it's Mother... That same thought kept repeating through his head, over and over. He could swear that it was starting to look like her, when, outof the darkness surrounding him, he heard another voice.

"Heh, heh. Yeah! That kid must be really good to make me pass out, I can tell you that!" Janus's attention went back to the thing in front of him. Looking hungrily at him,it was starting to drool.

Uh, oh. I think this is going to be bad. He was just getting ready to run, when that same voice was shouting.

"Hey! Get away from there! If you're that hungry, go take your lazy ass down to the kitchen before I kill you!" The thing, fatter than Ozzie, stomped past Janus and out of sight.

"Sorry about that, kid. That piece of lard doesn't do much except eat," Ozzie laughed, causing the fat of his chins to jiggle.

"Why does everyone keep calling me kid? Is that what you call anything that has a name you don't know of?" said Janus, his previous feelings of annoyance surfacing.

"Fine. What's your name, kid?" Ozzie said, grinning.

"I am Ja--"

"Magus." Janus spun around. Flea was walking in his loud, high heeled boots towards them. Janus narrowed his eyes.

"I am not Magus! Do you here me?" his bratty, princely manners were coming out.

"Ho, ho! Check this out, Flea! He has some attitude!"

Flea smirked. "Not bad for a small fry."

"Shut up! Both of you!" Janus yelled. "I am more important than you'll ever be!"

"Hey, watch your mouth, Magus," said Ozzie.

"Yeah. You don't really understand who we are, or what we've done." said Flea.

"I really couldn't care less!" he said arrogantly.

Flea sighed. "Sorry Magus, but this for your own good."

Before Janus could react, Flea sent a cloud of purple gas his way. He started to get sleepy, his eyes closing. He tried to fight it, but it was no use. Janus felt himself falling to the ground right before he blacked out.

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When he awoke, Janus couldn't figure out where he was. It was like the rest of the castle--cold, dark, stone everywhere, but this was different. He looked around. It was small, and there was only one very sturdy stone door that somewhat blended in with the wall. It was locked, and Janus knew no magic. Not that it would work. He figured it probably had a barrier on it.

Something's up, thought Janus, eyes still scanning the room.

Without warning, all the torches were blown out. He spun in a circle slowly.Suddenly, therecame a booming voice, echoing in the room.

"MAGUS! WELCOME TO THE TORTURE CHAMBER! DON'T WORRY, YOU WON'T DIE!" Definitely Flea's voice.

"Show yourself, coward!" Janus shouted.

"I DON'T THINK SO!" he retorted. "WATCH CAREFULLY."

A yellow floating creature materialized in front of him.

"THIS IS WHERE YOUR GREATEST FEARS COME ALIVE! BEHOLD! THE JUGGLER! THOUGH I'M NOT SURE WHY YOU'RE AFRAID OF A JUGGLER..."

The Juggler castan ice spell on Janus. He fell on his back, and rolling onto his stomache, he pushed himself up. Right after that, it cast a fire spell. Again, unable to withstand the magic, he fell. He was barely able to get on his feet. Mercilessly, the monster cast a lightning spell. This time, he was close to losing consciousness. He tried to move, but every muscle in his body felt like it was on fire.

Oh, man, it can't be all over now.

Janus decided that the only thing he could do was keep his eyes open, just in case Flea and Ozzie could see him. They could.

"C'MON! KILL OR BE KILLED!"

"Hey!" Janus yelled with effort, "I thought you said I wouldn't die!" No response.

He turned his attention back to the Juggler, who was now casting shadow magic, which they couldn't normally do...

This time, however, the effect was feeble compared to the other elements. It barely hurt him, and Janus let out mental sigh.

And that's Chapter Two. Did you like it? Was it better than the first? Hope so. Please review.