Hello, it's me again. I'm very impressed with myself. Three chapters in one week!!! YAY!!! GO ME!!!

I am so happy to finally get an all Kharl and Garfakcy chapter out!!! You will never know how happy I am!!!

My border's still don't work, so now I'm getting desperate.

Anyway, ENJOY!!!

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"Hmm, just a little longer . . ." Kharl muttered to himself. "Nadil will be back among the living in less than a month." Kharl was pacing around in circles, still mumbling to himself when Garfakcy walked in.

"Uh, Lord Kharl, there's been a little problem."

"Oh, Garfakcy, before you do that, could you make me some lunch?"

Garfakcy stared at Kharl with a wide-eyed expression. "Lord Kharl, I'm not sure if you're aware of this, but it's past midnight. It's closer to breakfast than anything," Garfakcy said.

"But Garfakcy," Kharl whined, "I've been waiting for you to come back so I could have a tuna sandwich! Please make me a sandwich!"

"Alright Lord Kharl, but I have some bad news for you after you eat."

"It can't be too bad, Garfakcy. After all, you're still alive. If you had died, now THAT would have been bad news. How would I get anything done if I had to find it myself?"

"Lord Kharl, you are hopeless."

Garfakcy and Kharl walked into the kitchen and Kharl sat at a stool at the counter, patiently waiting for his sandwich.

"Garfakcy, I'm curious. What is this bad news?" Kharl questioned with a slightly curious tone in his voice.

"The demons you sent to the castle are dead," Garfakcy said cautiously. "They were killed by demons that were hired by Dumbledore."

"Oh, so we aren't the only ones who have demons on our side? Interesting." Garfakcy handed Kharl his sandwich. "Yummy! Tuna!"

Kharl ate his sandwich happily, only barely thinking about the demons that were at the castle. "Those were powerful fire demons, Garfakcy. These new demons must be something special." Kharl took a happy bite of his sandwich. "This is going to be fun!"

"Lord Kharl, can you please try to take this seriously?" Garfakcy asked. "These were powerful demons! The two we sent were two of your strongest creations! Lord Kharl, the only demons who can stand up to these would be Nadil and his generals."

"Hmm, that may be true, but it will still be fun to play with them." Kharl finished the last of his sandwich and looked at Garfakcy with a slight pout. "Another one please?"

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Garfakcy was in the garden admiring the many different flowers that were in bloom. Well, that's what it looked like, anyway. What he was really doing was spying on Voldemort.

Or, he was supposed to be spying. The dark wizard had realized that Garfakcy was spying and started to stare at him. The two were watching each other very closely, but neither seemed like it.

But both knew it.

Garfakcy was starting to get tired of this little game. Lord Kharl already knew everything about Voldemort that he needed to know, and also knew that Voldemort wanted to find a way to kill the alchemist.

Neither Kharl nor Garfakcy were worried at all about this, however, since they knew that the wizard would never realize how to do this.

Garfakcy was about to get up to go back inside when Voldemort spoke. "You are human, are you not?"

Wondering where this was going, Garfakcy responded, "Yes I am. What is your point?"

"That alchemist, he could turn you into a demon, couldn't he?"

"He could, yes, but he doesn't want to. There are some things only humans can do without getting noticed," Garfakcy said, telling Voldemort the reason Kharl had given him numerous times before.

"How does he do it?" hissed the wizard.

"Ask him. I've never been present," lied Garfakcy. Not only had Garfakcy been present many times, but he was sure that if he wanted to, he could turn a human into a demon himself.

"You lie. I can see lies clearly."

"Maybe I am lying," Garfakcy said, "but it doesn't really matter. I wouldn't tell you anyway."

"I want to create a legion of demons myself. Tell him I wish to learn this secret."

"No." Garfakcy stood up and turned to leave when he heard Voldemort utter a spell.

"Imperio."

At once all of Garfakcy's worries, problems, everything, left him. He knew what it was that had happened to him, Voldemort was controlling him. But the thing was, hasn't Lord Kharl been controlling him his whole life? This was nothing new. No reason to fight it.

Now, Garfakcy heard Voldemort's voice in his head, I want you to tell me how Kharl makes demons.

Garfakcy almost told the wizard how it was done, but a sudden thought struck him. If I tell, I die.

Voldemort was beginning to grow impatient with Garfakcy's lack of response, but knew that there was nothing he could do about that. The boy was completely under his control.

And he was going to have fun with this.

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Kharl knew something was wrong with Garfakcy the second he saw the boy. There was a curse on him. A curse. On his Garfakcy. On HIS Garfakcy.

Kharl was so mad he almost started to rip his hair out. Almost.

Instead, he took a deep, calming breath. "Garfakcy?"

"Yes, Lord Kharl?" came the natural response.

Kharl knew all aspects of this curse, and knew that Garfakcy could easily fight this curse. The question was, "Why aren't you fighting it?"

Why aren't I fighting? He thought to himself. I could. So why am I not?

"Fighting what, Lord Kharl?" answered Garfakcy.

"I didn't ask you, I asked Garfakcy," Kharl said in an acidic voice. "Garfakcy, if you can't fight a curse as simple as this, then I have no further use for you."

Lord Kharl, you can't be serious! Garfakcy thought. "I have server you for hundreds of years! Just because I can't fight a curse, you'd kill me?"

The look in Kharl's eyes suddenly lifted. "Good boy, Garfakcy! You fought it!"

"I did?" Garfakcy looked around the room freely. "I guess I did."

"Now, why did that wizard curse you?" Kharl asked, his voice dropping to a dangerous tone.

"He wanted me to tell him how to create demons, and I wouldn't. So he cursed me and again tried to get me to tell him. I knew better than to do that, so I guess he . . . tried to use me to find out a different way."

The look on Lord Kharl's face was one Garfakcy was very familiar with. He had seen that look on his master's face often when he was angry. Garfakcy wasn't afraid of Kharl often, but when Kharl had that look, even Garfakcy wanted to run for cover.

"That wizard will suffer for his foolishness."

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That is the end of this chapter. I hope you liked it!! And guess what? I don't need any help from the readers this time!!!!

well, ja bye bye!