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Cause when the mind, body, and spirit work as one, anything is possible.

So my question is, Are you ready?

Ali's POV

When I woke up this morning, I didn't know what to expect. Last night left me shaking. I knew that all people weren't perfect, but what could be wrong with Criss, so horrible, that he screamed in his sleep.

I laid there, in the bed, just thinking. Finally, after I started to get a headache from so much thinking, I sat up, only to hear paper rustle. On the bed was a note.

"Ali, if I may be blunt enough to address you so, it is time to begin our great tour. If you would please change into the outfit that's laid out on the chair in front of the window, I would like to meet you in my room before we depart, along with Vittoria.

Sincerely Yours,

Criss"

I gulped. Usually the thought of meeting Criss Angel in his bedroom would've lit a fire underneath my feet, but instead, I tried to waste as much time as possible getting ready. The attire laid out for me was quite interesting, so I decided to waste time on that too.

This had to be custom made…

There was a quarter sleeved black and pink shirt with Criss's logo on the front and on the back, written in a beautiful cursive handwriting, my first name.

"Wow….."

I checked out the pants. They were all black, but had nice designs on them in a dark pink color. The shoes, the same color scheme.

"Criss you've really out done yourself…"

"Did I? I thought it might've been too much"

I whipped around so quickly I lost my balance and fell back into the chair.

"Holy crap!", I yelped.

He flashed me an amused grin. "I came to see if you were ready, but..", and his eyes followed from the top of my head to my toes, "I can apparently see you're not."

At first I was way confused. What was that look about.

Then I remembered.

Holy Crap!! I'm still in my pajamas!

Now don't get me wrong, my pajamas weren't slut-ish but I felt oddly naked in front of him wearing only a nice form fitting pink t-shirt and pink, pretty short, shorts.

I wasted no time at all, picking up the nearest thing I could reach and chucking it at him. Hey, I may love him to death, but this is PRIVACY we're talking about here!!

He ducked as I hurled one of the shoes but was hit full force when I threw the next one. By the time I was done, I successfully gotten him out of my room.

"Damn Perve"

"I heard that"

I looked around behind me, and there he stood, with his big stupid grin.

"GET OUT!", I yelled.

"Ok ok, I'm going. Just get dressed and meet me in my room. I'm going to go wake up Vittoria now."

And with that he calmly walked out of my room.

If this was the way he planned on waking me up, I sure do feel sorry for Vittoria.

Vittoria's POV

Its official. I hate Criss Angel.

After what happened that night, it took me forever to get to sleep. And when I finally did, after what felt like a few minutes, it felt like something was grabbing at my sides.

I tried squirming and all that and it didn't stop, so when I did open my eyes and turn over, there was Criss, innocent smile and all, just laying in my bed.

"Good morning sunshine. The Earth says hello", he quipped.

"Get out….", I dead panned.

"Come onnnn its cold. I don't like the cold. And you, ironically, are the only thing warm next to me!"

"I said out."

Giving me a fake pout and slid out of my bed and crossed his arms.

"Alright alright Miss Grumpy Pants, you're clothes are on the chair over there. Get dressed quickly, we've got to get a move on. Once dressed. Meet me in my room… I don't mean it like that! Ali will be there too!", he declared, throwing his hands in the air as defense from the skeptical look I gave him.

"Whatever, get out"

And just like that he was gone. I considered going back to sleep. I stared seriously at my pillow and it was rushing up to meet my face when…

"Don't you dare."

I shot up and looked at the other side of the bed. Criss sat in the chair, legs crossed, head resting on his interlocked fingers. "We've really got to get a move on. Don't make me force you up"

His voice wasn't as amused as it was before. And it seemed to me like he was staring at my neck more than my face. Reflexes kicked in automatically and I covered my neck, pretending to cough.

His stare never wavered.

At this I glared but didn't say anything, figuring that I might as well get up. I glanced at my clock and turned to ask him what was for breakfast but when I looked back for him, he wasn't there.

"Bloody magician," I grumbled.

I got up, started dressing in the clothes, which were, might I add, custom made. Black and red. Quite an outfit. As I shifted around, putting on the shoes, I realized there was something in one of the pockets. I fished around in them and pulled out a piece of paper that had writing on it.

And as I've said before, its Illusionist, not magician.

Sincerely,

Criss

"CRISSS!!"

Criss's POV

I knew they knew what happened last night. I knew they knew and I wish they didn't. I thought I'd been careful to wear my brain out but it seems like it didn't work. And not only that, I feel like something else bad happened. I went to wake up Ali and of course, it turned out exactly like I planned.

Except for the shoe in the face. Now that hurt.

But when I went to wake up Vittoria, things were a little different.

My plan was, to get in bed with her and wake her up. My excuse? Simply that we got off on the wrong foot and she didn't like me so I just wanted to start over, maybe get to know some "personal" things about each other.

But I noticed something that wasn't there when I last saw her.

A large bruise situated smack dab on her throat.

And I knew it had to be me. I just knew it. Where else had she got it.

Little Ali doesn't look like she'd have that much power in her and I got their note the other night.

And that's what this little meetings going to be about.

Vittoria's POV

I waited for a while before I began to undressed to actually get dressed, just to make sure Criss wasn't going to pop up again.

Finally, when I was sure he wasn't, I slipped on the clothes, all the while, thinking about that stare he gave me.

How can I lie my way out of this one……… I could say Ali did it. Yeah. She'd understand.

I walked over to make up the bed and noticed another little piece of paper.

And I did over do it, just a little bit. Got you ladies some jewelry. Hope you like. All clothes that you are provided with, along with accessories are yours to keep.

Criss.

I groaned. Did this man ever get tired of surprises?

I stared at the desk in wonder. Finally, after much thought, I slid on a few silver bangles, one of the Criss Angel MindFreak bracelets, to make Ali happy of course, a necklace with a cross on it, and some cross earrings.

"Ok, he's got good taste now," I mumbled, looking at the mirror at myself, "Damn I look good."

Fixing the necklace around a little, I went out in the hall just as Ali walked down it. She too, was dressed with custom clothes and some jewelry.

"Are you ready?", she said. I could see the pun she hid in there, but I also knew that we were thinking along the same lines. We didn't want to go in his room.

I didn't give an answer but closed the door behind me. We walked, side by side to his room and the moment we went to knock on the door, the door opened on its own.

Criss was lying on his bed, talking into a cell phone, eyes closed.

"Yeah yeah yeah. Ok! J.D., it won't go wrong. I promise. Yeah. Tell mom I said I love her. Yeah. The girls are here. No. Yes. Uh huh. I won't. Yeah. Maybe. I know, it'll be funny. Yeah, we'll be leaving soon," and with that he flipped the cell shut. Without looking at us, he motioned for us to take a seat.

I was not up to arguing or being stubborn so I sat in a chair beside Ali who looked dead right frightened.

He raised his head slowly and crossed his legs, looking straight at us.

"I'm pretty sure you two know why you're here right now?"

"Cause we won a sweepstakes?", I blurted. Damn me and my sarcasm.

He shot me a tight smile and continued. "Well true. But about what happened about last night."

At that no one spoke. I shot a nervous glance over at Ali, who seemed to be to terrified to look anywhere.

Criss stared us both down and when I thought I was going to die from the loud silence, Ali spoke up, in a very hoarse whisper.

"What was it about?"

Criss's eyes widened a little. "What?"

"You're dream…what was it about?", she repeated, staring at the floor.

Criss closed his eyes, took a deep breath and opened them again.

"Not now…that's not what I want to discuss. What I want to address here is safety issues"

At this his eyes locked on me. "Don't lie. I can see your lie. I did that. And we need to take precautions from now on."

Neither Ali nor I spoke up against him.

"Starting tomorrow night, when its time for bed, before hand I'll have my bedroom door lock changed so that it locks from the outside. I want you both to lock me in at night. Under no circumstance are you to let me out."

I really had hoped that he had been joking but when I did look up into his eyes, I saw seriousness. No joke.

When me and Ali nodded quietly, he nodded in return. "Now to clear this negative energy, its time to go over exactly what's going to be happening on this tour"

Ali practically fainted. I yawned. Boring. I don't even like him…

"What we'll be doing, is this Tour is going around the U.S. and performing my famous illusions from when I first began. Its been something fans have been demanding for a while, so its time to give it to them."

"You two, are my two personal assistants. You'll help me do a lot of things"

Ali officially looked like she was going to burst with excitement. And for what? We're going to be his slaves for a good while. Not exciting. Nope. Not at all.

"So….Mr. Angel, What will be the first stunt that you'll attempt?"

Criss smirked. "First, tell me, which one of my performances shook you the most?"

Ali put a finger to her chin and thought for a second. "You putting yourself in that box and then going into the wood chipper"

At that I grimaced. That was the first performance I saw him give on T.V. that was truly something weird, I about fell in the floor. Talk about heart attack.

I could only guess Criss saw my grimace cause his smirk grew wider.

"That'll be all I need. Alright, lets head out"

I just knew that something bad was going to happen. Why me?