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Chapter 6.

Loki sat in a chair with his hands covering his eyes. He was so worried about Lucy that he could scream, but he had promised not to summon her yet. He looked at the pink clock on her wall. He sat in her room that he had used the past couple of days. Maybe he should clean it before she came back – that would at least give him something to do.

"Hallo Loki," a smooth voice suddenly said and he turned around with a swing on his heel.

"Who's there?" he said and looked around in the empty apartment. A silent laughter echoed around him.

"You have no idea how special you are," the voice said. Loki couldn't identify the source, so he backed up against the wall, so the person at least couldn't grab him from the back.

"You are a golden key, Loki," the voice continued, "you should know how many celestial mages would love your partnership."

"Sorry, not interested," Loki said quietly and his eyes scanned around for some kind of movement.

"You don't have to be," the voice laughed, "If I kill you owner, I can make a contract with you easily, and you have no right to refuse a fair contract."

"Maybe not, but it's not going to happen!" Loki snapped, "Because my owner is not going to die!" he was starting to lose patience.

"We'll see," the voice said and everything suddenly became silent.

"What do you mean?" Loki yelled out, but this time he heard no answer. He clenched his teeth and started looking around in the apartment, but there was no sigh of anyone. Suddenly he heard a weird noise. Tic tock … tic tock.

"What the-" he listened after the source and traced it to a drawer with Lucy's socks. He opened it and saw a little metal thing between the pink and purple socks.

"Uh, come on!" Loki said and yanked the bomb out of the sock and with as much force he could manage he threw it out of the window. It landed on street outside Lucy's window and exploded loudly. The road shattered in a million pieces where it had landed, and Loki felt the heat from the explosion all the way from the street. Luckily no one had gone for a walk.

"Baldur please, I am really okay!" Lucy insisted while Baldur checked her arm for bruises and wounds, "Ares actually saved me from a nasty fall."

"Why would you even try to sneak out?" Baldur asked quietly. Lucy smiled guiltily.

"I just wanted to see some more of the town, I guess" she answered, "I mean I have only …" she looked at the clock, "… less than 7 hours left."

"Maybe you're right," Baldur mumbled.

"So you will let me look around?" Lucy asked hopefully.

"Yep, and I'll come with you," he said and straightened his back.

"Great," Lucy said – to be with Baldur was better than not going at all.

"Ares," a voice yelled at the spirit. He was sitting on a rock and looked at the green sunset (yep, it's green in this world). He rested his head on the palm and didn't even turn his head by the sound of the voice.

"What do you want Mania," Ares asked without even turning the slightest.

"Don't be like that," she answered and danced toward him so her torn black dress danced around her pale legs, "I just wanted to say hi."

Ares looked at her with cold eyes. Her black hair curled down her pale face, and her dark eyes stared at him with amusement, she was the Goddess of Insanity. Of course she had sensed his negative feelings by now. She was another of Wan's spirit and Ares ´comrade´. Yeah right.

"You look like you are being consumed by paranoia," Mania said with a smile.

"Is that your way of saying ´what's wrong´" Ares asked and lifted an eyebrow.

"Sure," she said and tilted her head, "what could worry your cold heart?"

"Mania?" Ares asked and pulled his eyebrows together. He couldn't believe he asked her this, "do you think that us spirits …"

"What?" she said impatient and stopped in the middle of a dance move.

"Do you think we can fall in love?" Ares asked.

"That's a stupid question," she said and twirled his hair around her finger, "we can fell lust, so I guess we can feel love too."

"I know that spirits generally can fall in love," Ares said and punched her hand away, "I just mean… us…"

"Evil spirits?" Mania finished and smirked.

"I didn't say that," Ares said annoyed.

"But that's what you mean, right?" Mania said and took his silence as a ´yes´, "what has happened to you?" she asked.

"I don't know what you're talking about," Ares snapped.

"Have you turned … soft?" she asked and wrapped her hands around his neck from the back.

"What? NO!" he disagreed and tried to shake her off, but she just tightened her grip and started laughing loudly.

"That is just adorable," she said and rested her cheek in his hair.

"Gezz! Let go!" Ares said and with more force he pushed her away. She laughed amused and started to dance around where she had left off.

"Tell me, Ares, dearest," she said and stopped her dance, "what are you doing here, outside the spirit town? Have you become an outcast too?"

"Not exactly," Ares answered and continued his glaring at the sunset, "I just needed some time to think."

"Don't tell me," she said and danced toward him again and blocked his view, "that our own little God of War have fallen in love."

"S-shut up!" he said flustered, "you have no right to talk to me like that!"

"HA! You are! That's hilarious," she laughed and danced around again, "Then you shouldn't talk with me, but my sister Aphrodite."

"I guess this is a bad place to think," Ares finally decided and got ready to leave, but suddenly a hand grabbed his.

"It's that fake spirit, right? Loki's owner," Mania asked and smiled devilish.

"How did you-"

"Not important," she cut him off, "what is important is that I can help you."

"What do you mean?" Ares asked and narrowed his eyes.

"She use Switch to stay here, huh?" Mania asked and Ares nodded, "I know how you can keep her here forever." Ares sighed loudly.

"Like I would do that?" he said and pulled his hand back, "it's her life, I can't force her to stay." Mania laughed.

"You really have changed," she said and pulled her shoulders up and down, "but if you ever change your mind, just bring her here – I'll wait."

"Goodbye, Mania," Ares said with a cold expression.

"I'll see you later, Ares." She whispered.

"Cancer?" Lucy said surprised and ran toward a hair salon in the spirit town. The large crab-looking spirit was cutting someone's hair inside. Baldur hurried after her, and looked like a concerned older brother.

"That's one of my spirits," Lucy said amused and pointed at the spirit.

"Really?" Baldur asked, "He give good haircuts."

"I know," Lucy said and smiled. She remembered how many times she had let him cut her own hair.

She was pulled out of her thoughts when she suddenly saw a black wing from the corner of her eye and turned instinctively. Baldur looked at her with a confused expression.

"What is it?" he asked.

"Nothing… nothing at all." She answered and had suddenly lost interest in the hair salon.

"Um, Lucy," Baldur suddenly said, "You'll have to walk back to the house now."

"What do you mea… oh," smoke had started to rise around the spirit. His eyes were filled with worry. "Duty calls?"

"Yeah," he answered, "can I trust that you go back to the house?"

"Sure," Lucy answered, but I didn't say when.

"Thank you," Baldur said and looked more relieved, "I'll be right back." that was his last words before he disappeared in a flash of light.

When the smoke was all gone Lucy turned on her heel and ran toward the place were she had seen the wing. She didn't know why, she should just keep away from that annoying spirit. She rounded a corner and almost screamed in surprise when the spirit stood right around the corner.

"GOSH! You surprised me," she said and held a hand over her heart.

"You ran toward me," Ares responded, but didn't seem surprised.

"I wanted to make sure you was okay," she answered and regained her normal breathing pattern.

"Don't worry about me," he said and narrowed his eyes.

"No problem," she said with a smile, but he cut her off.

"No I mean it, really don't worry about me," he said and pronounced the words clearly. Lucy sighed.

"You're unbelievable," she said and put a hand on the hip, "War God or not – you are a pain."

"It's not that easy to be a golden key," Ares bragged and straightened his back with a smile, "when you are as awesome, which I am, you live life hardcore!"

"Yeah I'm sure," Lucy said and rolled her eyes, "you don't have to be so self-centered."

"You're just jealous, because you don't have me as your spirit," Ares teased.

"I would like you as my spirit," Lucy said with a smile.

"Huh?" Ares said and lost his spark for a second.

"Sure I would like you as my spirit," Lucy said, "attitude or not" she added.

"Hmm…" Ares said and thought about it, "I need to show you something."

"Show me what?" she asked curious.

"It's outside town…" he said and Lucy thought she saw the guilt shine from his eyes for just a second, but she could have been mistaken.

"I don't know if Baldur would approve of that," Lucy said and scratched her cheek, "actually he would kill me."

"It's fast," Ares insisted. That surprised Lucy; normally he would just have responded ´Whatever´ or ´your loss´. Something was different about him, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it.

"P-please," Ares said and struggled getting that exact word out. He stretched his hand toward her. She hesitated, but then took it.

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