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Naveen tried to calm his nerves as he and his wife entered the restaurant. He noticed his hands were getting sweaty and his head was starting to hurt. What is going on with me? he thought, Am I coming down with something?

"Naveen?" Tiana interrupted his thoughts. "Baby, are you feeling O.K?" She took her hand and placed it on his forehead. Almost instantly, she shot her hand back and gasped. "Naveen! You're-!"

"What? Am I burning up?" Naveen asked, a little scared.

Tiana shook her head. "No, you're freezing! As cold as death!" She bit the bottom of her lip.

Interesting choice of words, princess,Naveen thought. He rubbed his hands together to warm them.

"Naveen, are you sick?" Tiana asked, concerned for her husband.

Naveen was starting to feel ill, but he wanted to shake it off."No, no my princess! I am fine! I must be tired from last night, that is all." He rubbed his eyes to signify him being tired.

Tiana stroked the side of his face, lovingly. "If you're sure. I don't want you workin' if you're not feeling well."

Naveen leaned into her and gave her a loving kiss. "I am fine, my love. Hey, to prove it to you, I will wear my good suit for tables! You know, the one that cuts off my air?" He laughed and headed for his 'waiter outfits' closet.

Tiana sighed. She could tell when her husband was lying, and could tell something was on his mind. She followed him and put a tender hand on his shoulder. "Naveen?"

Naveen turned to face his beautiful wife. "Yes, my princess?"

Tiana looked into his golden brown eyes. She always found them fascinating. Even when they were frogs. They could lighten up like little jewels when he was happy, or darken like stones when he was angry, (which was rare). However, something seemed different about them today. Tiana could have swore if she looked real close, she could see a purple mist in his eyes. What did that mean?

At last, she sighed. "If something was wrong with you, you'd tell me, right?" She asked, weakly.

Naveen bit the bottom of his lip. I suppose I should tell her about my dreams and that weird book I found…but how can I expect her to help when I myself have no idea what is going on!?

Naveen gave a little chuckle and grabbed her hands. "Tiana my Evangeline, do you honestly think I would lie to you?" He gave her hands a kiss before heading into the back room, leaving Tiana to ponder the question.

Naveen was busy serving tables, dressed in a tight blue suit. He stopped at a table full of lovely women.

"May I get you ladies anything?" Naveen asked, sounding strictly professional.

One woman with rich, blond hair examined him closely. "Oh, yes you can." She giggled along with her friend and winked at him.

Naveen ignored the gesture. "Al right then, what shall it be?" He took out a pen and some paper.

The woman rested her chin in her hands. "I'll have a big 'ol slice of you, with a side order of your adorable accent."

Naveen didn't look up from the pad. "I am sorry, there was only one order of me and it was taken by the owner of this restaurant," he said.

The woman drew little circles in the table. "Well, could you whip up some more?" She said in a low voice.

Naveen sighed and looked away from the pad. "Lady, you are not getting the point of my clever comebacks, yes? I am married and I have no interest in you." It was true. Ever since he married Tiana, other women became…dull. There just wasn't any star that could outshine his Evangaline. "So what will it be?" he asked.

The other woman giggled. "Oh, whatever you want us to have!" More giggles.

Naveen sighed. Obviously these women were not going to give up, so he pulled out his private revenge. He looked at the menu until he found the most expensive food item. He smiled and said,"How about the Stuffed Turkey?"

The girls all nodded. Surprisingly, more giggles.

Naveen gave a little nod and headed for the chef's kitchen. Those girls were disgusting! came a voice in Naveen's head, However, they would make beautiful souls for my friends on the other side…

Naveen grabbed his head as his headache grew.Wh-What is-? All of a sudden, he felt like he was drunk. His head began to spin, his legs grew all wobbly, but he managed to fall into a chair before he blacked out.

The area was dark. You could see the slight movements of a shadow's tail, but that was it. You could hear the moans of tormented souls as they were tortured and bashed. It really was Hell itself. And the Devil's little helper had just emerged from the crowd.

"My friends!" shouted Dr. Facilier to the shadows. "Just like I promised you, all the souls of New Orleans will be yours! I know that Tiana girl broke my talisman, that's why I no longer have a physical form!" Some of the shadows growled.

"Now don't you worry, I'm working on that! Soon, I'll have enough energy to redeem my form and get you those souls! All of them! But until then," Dr. Faciliar gave an evil chuckle. "Let's just say I got someone to give me ride!" With that, he threw back his head and gave an evil cackle. The shadows laughed along with him.

With he had composed himself, he said, "My 'host' is a little resistant to my big thinking, but he'll soon see the way I do." Dr. Faciliar looked off for a minute. "He'll have no choice. I mean, look at him! I'm in so deep, he can't even stay conscience when I'm not home!" The shadow hissed there delight.

"Together, we'll capture every soul in this pitiful city. Including that Tiana girl!" He looked off into the distance.

"Isn't that right…Prince Naveen?"

"Hey Naveen! You got orders to serve, remember?" One of the chefs called.

Naveen shook his head to clear the drowsiness. What just happened? he thought. He rubbed his eyes. "What a weird daydream." he muttered. When was he going to stop having such horrible nightmares about the shadowman?

He shook his head once again and entered the kitchen. "Here's table three's order." the chef handed them to Naveen. "Try not to slack of again, your majesty." he sneered.

Naveen frowned and looked out the kitchen door's window. Table three was the table for those women who flirted with him. He noticed they were sitting right next to the kitchen door. Curious, he opened the door a tad to hear what they were saying. This is what he heard:

"Ugh, the waiter/prince here is so cute!"

"I know, but why did he have to marry that cooking freak, Tiana? I mean, what does she have that I don't?"

"I don't know, but he could do so much better. Like moi for example!"

"I know right? She's such a scrawny little thing! Surly not worthy of a prince!"

Naveen closed the door, sharply. He held the plates in his hands with so much force, he heard the plates crackle. How DARE they talk about my wife that way?! he thought, furiously. She is more than worthy to be the wife of royalty! Those…Those Ingrates! Naveen's thoughts shifted sharply.

Naveen felt a little sick, but his thoughts continued. There must be some way I can make them pay… Naveen looked at a drawer up on a shelf. He reached up inside and fumbled around. She must keep it in here somewhere… He fumbled around some more before he found what he was looking for: Rat Poison.

Naveen gave an evil chuckle and poured it on the stuffed turkey. This ought to give them a good choke, he thought. Once the bottle was empty, Naveen picked up the plate and headed out the door. He walked over to the ladies who instantly stopped talking once he arrived.

"Your order, ladies?" He grinned as he put the order on the table. Looks like I've got control of the boy's mouth to…

The girls, once again, giggled. Navven grinned an evil grin as he walked away. "It's a shame I have to work, I'd like to see those girls….choke?" Naveen muttered.

Naveen slapped his face a few times. WHAT. JUST. HAPPENED?! It was like he was watching a movie of himself dumping that….Rat Poison!

He quickly turned his head to see the women about to eat the turkey. "NO!" Naveen cried out. He quickly ran back to the table and pushed the turkey off the table!

CRASH!

"Naveen, what are you doing?!" Tiana called from across the restaurant. Although her tone would lie to you, she was more concerned for him then upset.

Naveen looked around him, embarrassed. The whole restaurant was looking at him. He cleared his throat. "Um, those turkeys…they were no good."

"What are you talking about? I just cooked that!" One of the chefs called.

Naveen began to sweat. Something had taken control of him and caused him to nearly poison those women. There was no denying it, now. Something was terribly wrong with him. "I need some fresh air." he muttered.

He quickly ran out of Tiana's Palace and leaned against the wall. "What is happening to me? I nearly murdered those women." He sighed. "What am I going to do?"

I'll tell you what you do! Stop fighting me and let me work! came a dark voice in his head.

Naveen knew by now that those thoughts were not his. "Shut up! I cannot tell who you are, but I want you out of my head!" If anyone had been watching, they would have considered him crazy.

Seriously Princey? You don't know who I am by now? said the voice.

Actually, Naveen had a good idea who it was, but he did not want to accept the fact. Let me give you a hint!

Navven felt his hand move towards a conveniently placed paint brush. "How does this keep happening!?" Naveen shouted to no one. But he soon lost control as he watched himself paint a message on the side of Tiana's Palace.

And all he could do was ask himself how this was happening.

And what exactly was happening.

Yeah, Naveen has a good idea who's in his head, but he doesn't know exactly what he is doing to him! But you all do, right? If not, go see a doctor! I'm sorry, but I made it clear in this chapter! I can't make this any easier!