Finding away to continue was harder than expected, but atleast this story ain't in purgatory anymore.

~Ch. 1~

~An oddity in the Candy Kingdom~

A small motorized carriage rushes along the green hills. Steering the carriage was an adolescent teen with pale white skin. His short raven hair was messy. His garb consisted of a pair loose muddy-brown slacks, a forest green t-shirt, grey beret and black travel boots.

"Can I ask why we're going?" asked the young teen yelling over the sound of the engine to the passengers in the carriage.

A red cat half his size crawled from inside the carriage to the empty seat next to him before speaking, "Dr. Princess needed a ride there, so I volunteered us to take her."

"Ok, let me rephrase, Tabs" he spoke loudly, "Why did I have to come, let alone drive?"

The cat, Tabs, looked annoyed and said to the young man, "Because the last time I left you alone in Wizard City you nearly burnt the Grand Master Wizard's castle down."

"How was I supposed to know the flame would get that strong?" He said with a half chuckle, "Besides, at least my arm was sealed at the time, or there wouldn't have been a Wizard City."

"Do you really think that was funny, Davon?" Tabs asked outraged, "The fact you could summon the fire should have been…"

"Impossible," he finished for her, "I know, but now I'm getting the hang of it."

"You shouldn't be trying to use it, Period!" she yelled.

"Yeah yeah yeah…" he said slightly dejected. He noticed that they were nearing their destination and called to the carriage, "DP m.d.! We're almost there!"

A green skinned woman with brown pigtailed hair peeked her head out the side of the carriage and laid her eyes on the Candy Kingdom.

"Well," she said loudly, "Let's see why my Vacay was cut short."

Davon slowed the carriage's speed and stopped at the gate as a Banana Guard came up and asked of them their business.

"We're here to drop off Dr Princess at the Candy Kingdom Mental Hospital," Davin told him.

"OH MY GLOB! WHAT HAPPENED!? IS SHE ALRIGHT!?" the Banana Guard exclaimed.

"Huh? Nothing happened," Davon answered confused, "She's fine."

"Then why does she need to go to the hospital?" the Banana Guard asked looking confused.

Davon stared at the Banana Guard as if he was crazy, "She's a doctor. I assume she would go there to check on patients."

"Oh," said the Banana Guard , who looked as though he still didn't get it. He allowed the carriage to pass through the gate.

"I know they're bananas," Davon started ranting as he pulled away from the Banana Guards' post, "but do they need to be that soft in the head. It's like talking to worm-pups."

"Let's just get to the hospital," Tabs told him.

"I swear they should be the ones committed," mumbled Davon as he steered the carriage through the streets. Upon reaching the mental hospital he stepped down from the carriage and opened the door to let Dr. Princess out.

"Thanks Davon," she said taking his hand as she stepped out of the carriage. As she straightened out her lab coat the doors to the mental hospital opened. Princess Bubblegum and Peppermint Butler came out to greet her.

"How's things, PB?" greeted Dr. Princess when they reached them.

"Things fine," she said with a smile, "but we have an oddity."

"An oddity in a mental hospital? Das ist überraschend [That's surprising]," Davon said sarcastically.

Tabs leaped up oh his shoulder and smacked the back of his head and said, "Show some respect! I'm sorry for my brother's insolence, Princess."

Peppermint Butler leered at Davon, but Princess Bubblegum just nodded and lead Dr. Princess into the mental hospital. Tabs went and prepared the carriage for departure. Davon looked around and noticed that Tabs wasn't looking. He took this chance and snuck away into the mental hospital.

The front desk was empty, but there were some patients walking around. Most were under supervision of some candy nurses. Davon looked around and noticed a few "famous" residents; such as the Royal Tart Toter and Baby Snaps; the male cookie who believed he was a Princess. Davon found himself with a sad smile on his face. He looked at the residents, their fall into their delusions and felt a pang in his spirit.

He turned and walked down a hall looking at the patients as he passed by there rooms. Some seemed paranoid of the voices that Davon couldn't hear and others just seemed like drooling husks of a person. He didn't like this setting.

As Davon navigated his way through the building he came across an examination room. Inside the room he saw Dr. Princess looking over Magic Man, who was sitting on a cot in the middle of the room. Princess Bubblegum was next to the door watching her evaluate Magic Man. It seems that Peppermint Butler had left them to their work as he was absent from the room.

"I always knew Magic Man was not right in the head," Davon said as he entered the room. Princess Bubblegum looked at him out of the corner of her eye, but did not tell him to leave.

"You haven't left yet, Davon?" Dr. Princess says without looking away from Magic Man.

"Nope," he answered, "Why are you looking him over? He's just a jerk that scams people."

"He's been standing at the gate for hours," Princess Bubblegum answered slightly annoyed, "Not once did move, shift his feet, or even use 'magic' since before noon."

"Well that's not like him," Davon said moving to have a closer look, "Even if this is a scam, to go so long without flaunting his magical skill? Seltsam [weird]."

"Ja [yeah]" Princess Bubblegum said. As Davon took a look at Magic Man he noticed that he was pale. His breathing slow and quiet. Davon softly gripped Magic Man's arm and felt something amiss.

"Princess Bubblegum," Davon said looking over his shoulder, "I know you don't believe in magic, but I have a technique that might be useful. I would like your permission to use it." Princess Bubblegum looked annoyed that Davon was suggesting that magic could find what she couldn't.

"My evaluation says he's fine," piped up Dr. Princess as she jotted down her notes, "but it couldn't hurt having an alternative check-up." The Princess just sighed and nodded. Dr. Princess looked at Davon and asked if he needed anything for his technique.

"Nah," he answered, "Just need him." Davon then moved directly in front of the sitting Magic Man and placed his hands upon the sides of Magic Man's head. He looked directly into Magic Man's eyes and spoke a phrase.

"Gewähre mir diese Bitte: Lassen Sie das Fenster, um den Kern… Öffnen! [Grant me this request: Let the window to the core… Open!]"

Magic Man's eyes opened widely and began to shine with a subdued emerald light. As the light died down, Princess Bubblegum and Dr. Princess approached Davon.

"Well," Dr. Princess began, "What did you find?"

"Nothing," Davon replied with a surprised look on his face.

"Hmph, so you found nothing like Dr. Princess?" Princess Bubblegum said shaking her head, "So much for a 'magical' answer."

"You don't understand," Davon started, "This technique was to help find spiritual problems within the subject. The fact that there was little reaction means something terrible."

"What does it mean?" asked Dr. Princess.

Davon backed away from Magic Man, his body language spoke volumes about how worried he was, "Magic Man's soul has been taken."