Here's a little fore note: This is a tale of a little riddle Anya figured out. Could it be a riddle from the Black Swan? What's on the blue note? Most importantly of all: What's her father hiding in that precious little diary of his? Oh, there's so many questions!

There's going to be a part two updated soon after this one! What do you guys think is going to be on that blue note?

(Note: In this, Anya's 13, and Sophie is 12, aka her age in the book "Exile." In the actual fanfic I'm writing, Anya's 16, the same age as Keefe after the book "Flashback.")

BONUS ANYA STORY

Anya was watching the raindrops slowly glide down her window, wondering when she'd ever find someone. Her father expected her to marry by sixteen, which was too young in her opinion. But if she couldn't find Keefe again, she'd never marry. Never ever.

The doorbell rang, it's sweet sound echoing throughout Anya's empty house. Anya tried to imagine meeting a boy even more handsome than Keefe, even though it was pretty impossible. Anya dashed out of her bedroom and down the stairs until she reached the green door. She opened the door with a CLICK! Anya's whole facial expression fell when she saw a fat, old man with weird odor that smelled a bit like….feet?

"Hello there, sir." Anya's father told her to be polite to everyone, but she pretended that rule didn't exist when she talked to others her age. "Can I help with anything?"

"Come with me."

"Are you kidnapping me?"

"No, I can assure you I'm not."

Anya seriously doubted that when the creepy man started tugging on her arm roughly. He was unusually strong for a man that looked as old as him.

Anya tried to scream when she saw the world before her eyes disappear when a bright light flashed. The man cupped his hand over her mouth.

Anya landed on a soft patch of grass. There was a sound of water rushing and all she had to do was look in front of her. There was a waterfall larger than Horseshoe Falls right in front of her eyes and it shone like a thousand diamonds.

"W-where are we?"

"This is a temporary visit, but I just wanted you to see this place, before we-"

"We what?"

"Never mind. It was nothing, really."

Anya was too amazed by the gorgeous scenery to say anything back, currently. Anya was distracted from the scenery when a woman with tiny braids entwined with pretty jewels and glitter walked out of nowhere. Anya struggled to see her actual face, since she was wearing a huge, shiny Mardi-Gras style mask.

"Hi, I'm Physic." She then pointed to the creepy, old man. "And this is Mr. Forkle."
Anya already decided that she liked Physic better than Mr. Forkle, but still wondered if those were their real names. "Is your real name actually Physic?"
"It is for now!" Physic laughed a little bit and Anya was surprised at how sweet and bubbly her laugh was.

"Physic, haven't we shown her more than enough? After all, we agreed we were only going to bring her here for a visit, not to stay, like Sophie."

Anya pouted. "But I want to stay! And also, who's Sophie?"

"You can't stay and Sophie is nobody important."

"But…."

"WASHERS!"

Anya was trapped when two big men wearing big, metal masks surrounded her and one of them placed two fingers on her forehead temple.

Anya immediately sat up from where she was laying down. Her breathing was quicker and she was panting like a dog. She couldn't seem to remember the last five minutes. Ouch. She felt a slight pain on her forehead temple. When she looked at the wall, she assumed that she crashed into the wall. When she saw a book next to her, her suspicions were confirmed. She took a closer look at the book.

Anya was sure that she had never read this book, even though there was a bookmark inserted in the book.

The Moonlark and the Black Swan, by Mr. Forkle, An Expert on the Mind.

She opened it up to the first page and saw a signature and a little piece of paper taped above it. She took off the piece of paper and read it.

A thrifty class, a freaky mask. Open the hatch, take out the tack. A little blood to spare, a little smear here and there. The clue is so blue. The note calls, just don't fall. ~The Black Swan

Anya groaned. She hated riddles ever since she SAW one. Anya grumbled miserably and crumpled the riddle into a ball and tossed it aside. Her dad probably left it. The one time she looked into her dad's weird diary/notebook, it had the words "The Black Swan" written on almost every page. His code name, perhaps?

But even though it was a riddle, Anya already knew the answer….

The Blue Page in her Dad's Notebook/Diary, hidden in a hatch behind the door with the freaky mask on it that her dad used to teach people how to be thrifty. The hatch had a blood lock on it, specifically Anya's blood. Right next to the lock was a little thumbtack to pierce Anya with. Someone wanted her to find it. And the most likely suspect was her dad.

But why would her dad lead her to his most valued treasure….?

Here's the end of this mini bonus story. I need to go to Saturday school tmr, but luckily, it's in the morning, so I'll update later at night. Also, I will have difficulty updating from Mon.-Fri. because school is killing me, so in other words, I HOPE EVERYBODY READING THIS ENJOYS THIS!