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"I can't believe he could do this," Sawyer fumed. "We got rid of him; he was out of our lives!"

"Calm down mate," said Skinner. "We don't even know if it was him. She could've been 'avein a bit of sea sickness."

"I wasn't sick," I argued. "I know what it was. I saw it!"

"What do you mean you 'saw' it?" demanded Sawyer.

"Ophira can see auras," sighed Angie. "Every person has their own color. From what she hears and descriptions I give her she can get a mental picture of people she knows."

"So what exactly did you see?" Skinner asked me.

"It wasn't strong enough to be human, but to powerful to be a ghost. The way it moved was like watching fire, smoke, and water move all at once." I answered.

"Perhaps we should get the others," said Skinner.

"We're already here," announced Quartermain from the doorway. He was flanked by Mina, Nemo, and Jekyll.

"Haven't the four of you had enough excitement for one night?" Mina asked stifling a yawn.

"Dorian is 'aunting Ophira," Skinner answered flatly.

"WHAT?" said the others. I sighed and retold the story again careful to not leave out a single detail. The shocked silence I was met with made it clear that they had never expected to hear from Dorian again.

"What should we do?" asked Jekyll.

"We wait until morning," responded Nemo. "The mysteries of the world are better seen in broad daylight. I suggest a meeting in the council room at eight o'clock in the morning."

"I agree," Quartermain said. "I'm sure this can wait till morning."

The league left my room each casting anxious looks at me. Angie stood for a moment at the door. "Are you sure you're alright?" I nodded at her and smiled.

When the door had shut I sank back into the arm chair. I wasn't sure if I could sleep with everything that had happened. However this time I was determined not to disturb the others. I need not have feared because after a moment I felt my eyelids begin to droop.

'This is unfortunate,' said the voice from the shadows. 'It seems that they have escaped yet again. This means little to me do you know why? Because that means that they are closer than ever to the answer, when they know they will come to me! It is written in the stars, isn't it? Can't you tell me the answer little ones? You can tell me the location of the well of souls and of the place where the pixies dance. It is unfortunate that they will get in the peoples way. We must stop them mustn't we?'
When I woke up the next morning the dream held little significance. I dismissed it as a symptom of the stress I was under.

I dressed and went into the hall; I turned toward the left and realized that I had no idea where the council room was. Luck was on my side however because at that moment Sawyer left his own room. "Excuse me," I said, "where am I going exactly?"

"I guess none of us thought that you wouldn't be able to find your way," he offered me his arm. I took it graciously. He seemed a little nervous and kept clearing his throat. "So your sister, what's she like?"

"Well," I said delighted that I was getting a chance to play matchmaker. "She enjoys doing things that others might deem crazy. She is very shy about showing her emotions, thinks it shows weakness. And her favorite flowers are daffodils and jasmine."

"We're here," he announced embarrassed that I had seen through what he was trying to do. "Good luck," I told him as I entered the room.

The next night the entire league was sitting in my room. We had decided that to figure out where the presence was coming from that meant we would have to follow it. I hadn't made an appearance yet but I was certain it would. I looked up and saw it seeping in to the doorway. It seemed to posses me and I stood unable to stop myself.

It pulled me down hallways I had never traveled before, yet I traveled them as if they were places I had played since I was a small child. With every step I took forward the presence seemed to grow stronger. My only comfort was that following me were my friends.

I stopped on one of the storage decks and pointed to a large shape leaning against a crate. Sawyer moved forward and ripped the burlap away from a painting. Angie moved toward the painting and brushed her fingers along the canvas.

All at once the presence of the painting began to grow stronger. I pulled Angie and Sawyer away, it was dangerous. The presence kept growing stronger, and seemed ready to burst.

"Everyone down," I heard Quartermain yell over the noise of the whirlwind that had sprung up around us. I tried to get out of the way but my legs wouldn't move, the presence held me rooted to the spot. It was moving away from the portrait and becoming more solid. I felt someone dragging me away, I couldn't tell who because at that moment the presence seemed to explode and all fell silent.

A new figure stood in front of the portrait. His color fitted his name and what I had heard of him, a dull dreary grey.

Quartermain knocked the man to his feet and Nemo began calling for his crew on a walkie-talkie. Next thing I knew they had the man in chains and were dragging him toward the brig.

AN: Wow I'm updateing fast now probably becauseI have Angie pokeing me to get it done so she wont have huge gaps in between her chapters. Anyway if you havent already go check out her companion to this fic called Through My Eyes lots more romance stuff in that one. I figure that sence I've had a request and this chapter has alot to do with him I'm handing out Dorian plushies to all my reviewers!
Faust: You dont have to worry about putting magnent in them I already did! -.-
Samyo never heard of The Perfect World, is it any good?
StriderX now you have Dorian to annoy Jekyll! Thanks for the Review!
Artemis Gray Well there's Dorian, sorryI had to beat him up but the Leagueisnt to happy with him.He's going to get a chance to redeem himself though, promise!