Ren and Tamao ran through the hall until they came up to a spiral staircase leading up. They glanced at each other before running up.

"Your vision, what was it?" Ren asked. Tamao slowed her steps until she came to a stop. Ren looked back at her to see her looking down, her bangs covering her eyes.

"I wish…this was all just a dream…" she said quietly. "That none of this was happening. That Anna-San was really ok, and Yoh-Sama, and that HoroHoro wasn't hurt."

Ren looked at her, not saying anything. He knew how she felt, but knew nothing would change. This was really happening, it wasn't some dream you could wake up from. Just a living nightmare.

"My vision, I didn't really understand it but…"

"But?" Ren noticed her hesitation.

"Anna didn't look like herself. It looked like she was in a trance or something. And I saw a Lake and Yoh-Sama was badly hurt but then…" she hesitated again.

"Well?"

"It changed. Anna-San was looking normal again but Yoh-Sama was lying on the ground, looking fine and I could tell that he was alive but…Anna-San was crying…"

Ren frowned. He looked up the stair case, confused. He motioned to Tamao to follow him.

He used this time to think since he doubted they would have to fight again soon. The first part of the vision didn't surprise him but that last part…Yoh uninjured and alive but Anna crying anyway. Anna, who did whatever she could to hide her emotions. The only time he ever heard of her crying was when Yoh was about to get killed.

Ren couldn't help but think that there was more to the Vision then Tamao saw.

HoroHoro stood in front of the girl, glaring while she continued to look confused.

"You saved her…I don't get it," She mumbled before holding up a necklace. It was made of small blue, white, and black beads with three feathers that were white and a blackish brown. "Kôna into the necklace," Spirit of a woman with long black hair appeared. In her hair was a headband that had two feathers on wither side. Her dress was tan and seemed to be made out of a type of leather HoroHoro didn't know as were her boots. It kind of reminded him of the Patch Tribe.

"Kôna means snow," The girl said quietly. "She's my spirit. Like yours, she controls snow and ice."

"I see," HoroHoro said. "What's your name anyway?"

She looked at him for awhile before answering, "Kihêw but everyone call me Ki. It means thunderbird."

"Kôna and Kihêw, what language is that?" HoroHoro frowned.

"I am half Cree on my fathers side." she looked down. A fog started to surround them. "But now we have to fight. Over Soul: Wanisinowin."

The fog seemed to get thicker that HoroHoro had a hard time seeing in front of him.

"Damn it I can't see a thing," he muttered, trying to see.

"miskwami-pahkisin," Pieces of ice pelted towards HoroHoro. He jumped back, holding up his right arm, "Shimonmataki: Rupushikateku!" he winced as a piece of ice cut his cheek, as all but that one shattered.

The fog cleared enough that he could see Ki standing in front of him, her face still full of confusion. HoroHoro sweat dropped.

"Sheesh, don't you have any other expression," He said.

"The girl with the pink hair…why did you save her?" Ki asked.

"Because I didn't want her to get hurt, that's why." HoroHoro said seriously.

"But…why? People don't help other people. They only do something if they get something out of it, so why?" Ki frowned. She didn't understand at all.

"Maybe that's how you were treated but not all are like that," HoroHoro wiped the blood on his cheek, smearing it. "I already lost someone I care about, I'm not about to lose two more."

"Two?" Ki's eyes narrowed. "You mean her and Anna?"

"Of course."

"But she hates you. Why are you and the others trying to save her when she's not even your friend?" To Ki's annoyance, HoroHoro chuckled a bit.

"True, she hates us sometimes, but your wrong about the friend thing. She might not consider us her friends but we consider her ours," HoroHoro said. Suddenly he thought about what Hao said the other day…

"Some of them understand why people do the things they do," He said.

"What do you mean?" Yoh asked.

"One of his subordinates doesn't understand kindness. It confuses her since she's never felt it before."

"So what? If we fight her we should welcome her with open arms?" said Ren sarcastically.

"No, I don't really care what you do." Said Hao, waving his hand dismissively.

"But friends…friends… she doesn't deserve friends!" Ki started shaking. "She's cruel and mean selfish and…" tears started forming in her dark eyes. "Kôna! Papestin!" Snow appeared behind her and blew forward towards HoroHoro at a blinding speed.

"I don't think so!" he shouted. "Shimonmataki: Rupushikateku!" the snow turned into ice and shattered into tiny peaces. But HoroHoro wasn't done there. "Harakihoku: Wose!" he punched the ait with the left gauntlet. Suddenly, the necklace in Ki's hand shattered. Her eyes widened. Her necklace, her medium…shattered. She fell to her knees, looking defeated.

"Are you going to kill me now?" she whispered, looking down.

"I don't know why it's hard for you to understand, but not everyone is cruel." HoroHoro said, dissolving his O.S. "I guess if you never had friends that's hard to understand, but you shouldn't keep things bottled up," He looked at Kororo, who was smiling at him. "Trust me, I know."

She continued to look down, tears running down her face as he walked past her, leaving her more confused about her intentions.

There, since the last chapter sucked A LOT I decided to try harder on this one and tried not be rush it as much but, knowing me, failed. I suck with this stuff. R&R and I hope this makes up for the last crappy chapter.

Anyway, here's the translation for the Cree words.

Papestin- Snow Drift

Kôna-Snow

Kihêw-eagle, thunderbird

Wanisinowin- lost The act of losing one's way or being lost

miskwami-Pahkisin- ice is falling