Chase POV
I stared in to my eye-watcher. At first I had been doubtful that it would come to any use, but over the years it had proved invaluable. I actually enjoyed watching the girl with her friends. I had also seen her encounter with my old enemy, Hannibal Bean. I was surprised at how... happy she could be one minute and then be so... well, not quite angry, but not happy either. This girl confused me, and it had been a long time since anyone had confused me. Needless to say, I was intrigued.
The doors to my palace slammed open, and Wuya stormed in.
"Dang it Chase! I was so close! And for such a Wu..." She growled in frustration and I smirked.
"Which one was it this time?" She glared at me. Not that I really minded. It was actually quite amusing.
"It was the Mask of Yin," she sighed. That caught my attention.
"The Mask of Yin, hmm?" I leaned back in my chair. "I guess the prophecy is actually coming true after all."
Wuya looked at me strangely. "What prophecy?" she asked.
I glared at her. "Never you mind, witch. I have a job for you."
She looked interested. "Yes, Chase?" I shivered as Wuya walked up to me, swaying her hips as she attempted to be seductive. She failed, as my soon-to-be apprentice would say, epically.
"Wuya, I want you to go and get a spare room ready; I expect we'll be having company soon." I watched as her face fell, and chuckled to myself as she stormed out of the room.