A/N: Thanks for the review, merdottie! Well, I'm not sure about other pairing, I was thinking Olivia and Fidelio? And someone with Lysander and maybe Gabriel. And you'll have to wait and see about Emma and Charlie! lol, well everyone please review. The more reviews I get, the more I feel like typing my story. Well, I hope you guys enjoy this chapter! Thank you, and review!

Charlie Bone walked into the blue bus that was waiting outside Bloor's Academy. Thoughts drifted through his mind. Who was that girl? He frowned. There was something wrong with her, despite her beauty. She seemed… seemed to be on the Yewbeam's side.

Charlie kicked his Reebok on the ground below him. It was wonderful to feel fresh air. He couldn't wait to get home, and meet his father, again. His father's face had been missing for years and years, and it still shone with love every time Charlie met it once again, after a tiring, long week at Bloor's Academy.

"Hey, Charlie!" Fidelio leaped up besides him. Charlie gazed up, and saw that Gabriel and Fidelio were staring at him with glistening eyes. "You look like something's happened to you."

"Nothing." Charlie looked away from Fidelio, knowing that his friend could mind-read. For some reason, he didn't want to tell anyone just yet.

"Come on, Charlie!" Gabriel encouraged him.

"Fine." Charlie told his two friends about the girl, and how he had a sudden feeling that she was against them, and on his aunt's, the Bloor's, etc's, side.

"Woa. You sure, she's on their side?" Gabriel asked.

"A feeling. I can read faces." Charlie sighed. He thought back to the day when Manfred had tried to hypnotize him, and how he had read his face. He had seen a piano, which, now he found out, was because Manfred had hypnotized his father, who was known as Mr. Pilgrim at Bloor's Academy, and when he had seen the girl, the image that kept popping in his head, surprisingly was, an image of a dark, gloomy castle.

"Yeah, I know." Fidelio agreed. "So, what's this image?!"

"A castle. An old, old castle."

"Maybe…maybe the Red King's castle?" Gabriel shrugged.

"No." Charlie shook his head. "It seems like, some other castle. It's kind of familiar though."

"Yewbeam Castle." Fidelio whispered in deep thought.

The three boys stopped on their tracks, shuddering about what Fidelio had just discovered.

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Charlie Bone raced through the street, Wind Avenue, towards his new home. His new home was only two streets away from Filbert Street. Charlie Bone, along with Uncle Paton, Maisie, Amy Bone, and Lyell, were all very, very delighted to know that Grandma Bone would not be living with them no longer. She now, lived in the same house on Filbert Street, with Eustacia, who's home had burned down, and now a terrible, poor sight. Uncle Paton had caused the fire, when the old hag, Yolanda was still alive. Uncle Paton had exploded the light in the sewing machine, his magical endowment. Yolanda had died that day. Charlie would never forget the scene.

Charlie Bone skipped up the few steps that were outside his new home. He loved this home way more than he loved the one on Filbert Street. Although he missed Benjamin, he was delighted to move away from Grandma Bone, and constant complaints.

Charlie Bone rung the door bell, and while he was, looked at his reflection in the screen door. He had to admit, he looked a lot better than before; his blue-gray eyes shining, and his black hair gelled from the front. A lot of girls in his new street seemed to like him for his eye color, but Charlie had no interest in them.

"Dear!" Maisie opened the door, and as soon as she did, Charlie sniffed in a smell of wonderful foods combined. "A feast just for my loving grandson." Maisie hugged Charlie tight. Charlie squirmed out of Maisie's hug, seeing that his grandma was going to suffocate him.

"Hello, Maisie." Charlie was already beginning to get hungry.

"Come on. Lyell is home early today, and Amy is as well." Maisie led the way to the dining room. Charlie wondered why they were in the dining room. Was today a special occasion?

"Hi everyone!" Charlie beamed at the faces around him. Uncle Paton sat, his black hair gelled. He had a plaid blue shirt on, and blue pants underneath. Next to Paton was Amy Bone, and on the head of the table, was Lyell, who smiled at Charlie. Lyell was a tall man, with black hair, and the paleness that was in him when he was Mr. Pilgrim, had completely disappeared. Instead, his cheeks were rosy, from the warmth of the food on his glass plate.

"Hello Charlie." Amy Bone smiled down at Charlie.

"How was school?" Lyell asked, as Charlie sat down. Maisie sat besides him.

"Interesting." Charlie said. "I'll tell you about it later."

"In the meantime, Charlie, please eat up." Amy Bone smiled at her son. "You look starved."

"I will. Thanks. Maisie this looks very good."

"Yes, Maisie, your food gets better and better." Uncle Paton remarked.

"Especially since Grandma Bone is around to pick on it!" Charlie laughed, joined by his wonderful family.

Just then the phone rang. Amy Bone leaped out of her seat, and dashed to get the phone.

Her voice could be heard faintly from the dining room. Charlie heard a "Why?" and a "Right now? We're having dinner, Grizdela." and further on, "Okay, I will. Good bye, see you." Amy Bone entered the dining room, with a depressed look on her face.

"What happened, dear?" Uncle Paton asked.

"Grizdela is coming." She answered.

"Whatever for?" Lyell asked.

"For dinner. She said she wanted to talk to Charlie. Oh, the aunts are coming as well." Amy Bone sighed.

Charlie shuddered about what the aunts possibly wanted.

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"Char-leeee." Aunt Lucretia called.

"We need to talk to you." Grandma Bone said stiffly.

"Yea?" Charlie dragged himself to the living room, where black leather sofas were neatly arranged. There was a wooden floor. There were two wooden tables, and two black lamps. A frame hung on the wall. A picture of flowers, so Charlie wouldn't have to suffer, and could admire it, whenever he wanted, although he wasn't very fond of flowers.

Lyell began to walk in, along with Uncle Paton, but Aunt Venetia shooed them away. "We need time with Charlie. Bye now."

Uncle Paton groaned and left, but Lyell wouldn't stand for it. "No. He's my son."

"Oooh, aggressive are we!" Aunt Lucretia giggled.

"Leave, Lyell. As your mother I demand you out."

"And how come 'as my mother' you made me fall asleep for 10 entire years, and told my entire family I had died? How come when Uncle Paton went to Yewbeam castle and came back, you weren't worried for him one bit. That's cause you guys don't have a heart that's why. If it weren't for my Charlie boy, I would've been asleep for life, or worse, dead. You want that don't you? You want that very much!" Lyell roared. "Come on Charlie."

Charlie was about to get up, when curiosity took the better of him. "Dad, I'll be fine. I want to see what they need for me." He winked at his dad. Lyell looked worried, and nodded, gave a quick smile, and left the room.

"Good Charlie." Grandma Bone smirked.

"Okay, what do you want?" Charlie asked, annoyed.

"We want to ask you, is it true, that you send shadow messages to an unendowed girl?"

"Shadow messages?" Charlie tried to act confused.

"Yes. Shadow messages." Aunt Lucretia whispered. "Now, Charlie, we wouldn't mind one bit, if you fell in love with a nice, endowed girl. A girl who never did bad things, for instance Dorcas."

"Dorcas's too chubby for the boy." Aunt Venetia cooed. "He needs someone gorgeous, because he's a nasty minded boy, aren't we, Charlie?"

"But un-endowed?" Grandma Bone shrieked

"I can love anyone who I want. But I'm not sending any shadow messages to anyone." Charlie lied. Well, actually it was half a lie. The girl he sent shadow messages to, was an endowed girl, so he wasnt lying completley.

"Charlie, dont lie!" Aunt Venetia sneered.

"Thats it. I'm out!" Charlie marched out of the room, and ran up the stairs and into his room.

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Dorothy sighed, as she looked around.

The room had changed incredibly since she had last been here. The room was more dirty then ever, and there was a layer of thick dust everywhere. On the black lamps that stood tall, the tables, everything. Even in the kitchen there was dust painted on the ceiling-fan, and on pots and pans that were lying on top of the counters. Dorothy remembered she had never been here, only in the first 3 months of her marriage, but after that, she had made herself comfortable in the music tower.

She closed her eyes, and dazed off. Dreams overwhelmed her, and suddenly she had a nightmare:

"What should we do with her, dad? I can't stand her!" If Dorothy wasn't mistaken, it was Manfred's voice.

"I don't know. Let's send her off again!" It was Harold.

"I know. She still hasn't handed over the money, you know."

"I'm not stupid, boy! Let's get the money, and then off she goes." Harold laughed.

"I wish I could hypnotize again." Manfred whined.

"You have a power far greater than that. Fire. Do you know what fire can do?" Harold whispered.

"Yes, dad, I do. Borlath killed with it. It's very powerful."

"Indeed it is, my son. No one can defeat it."

"No thing, except ice. And that Jessica girl can freeze!" Manfred yelled.

This caused Dorothy to lift her right eyelid open. To her surprise, this was not a nightmare—it was true, happening right before her eyes. Reality.

They want to get rid of me that bad?! She wondered. I wont let them. I'll leave myself.

Her mind was already wondering of how and where she would go.

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It was Sunday morning, and Charlie skipped over to Benjamin's house. He rung the doorbell. The door opened, revealing a young boy, the same age as Charlie. "Hey, Charlie." Benjamin greeted Charlie.

"Hi, Ben."

"What's up?"

Charlie told him about what he had found out about Yewbeam Castle. "Have you seen Uncle Paton? I've been looking for him all morning. He said he was going to Miss Ingledew's Shop, but he never returned. Three hours. I went there, and Miss Ingledew said that she hasn't seen him since Thursday."

"Not a clue." Benjamin scratched his head, obviously not seeing the seriousness in the matter. He'll never understand. Charlie thought. Only the Children of the Red King get it.

"Come with me, I need to find him!" Charlie urged despretly.

"OK." Benjamin took Runner Bean, and they raced outside, Runner Bean, very happy. He kept on barking with joy, but Charlie couldn't help but wear a worried expression. They looked in the park, the looked at the cathedral, they looked at the shop once more, Filbert Street, his old home, and the new one. Uncle Paton was no where to be seen

"Charlie, we'll find him." Benjamin reassured him.

"No, I don't know where he is. He didn't even leave a note, Ben. Suppose…suppose its too late?"

"It's not." Benjamin said gravely.

But Charlie knew it was. He had a feeling.

And, indeed it was.

(A/N: Hope you guys liked it! Well please, please, please review. I'm new to fanfiction, so the more reviews I get, the more I write. As soon as I get 5 reviews, I'll update, ASAP! I already started writing the next chapter—its when everything starts. Lemme give you guys a clue: Charlie Bone finds his uncle missing! The new girl is in Bloor's Academy, and she seems to have a power over everyone, including Charlie! Welllll review, review, review! THANKSS!!! –befallen innocence)