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It had been a few weeks since Hawke had met Multos. He had introduced Multos to Alan and Jay, and told them all about Mir, the Grand Hidden, and Chikushou and Jhouru. He was sitting with Prima, who was healing nicely, in her car. They were driving a few miles outside of town to where Multos said that they would plan their assault on the organization of mamodo. It was a particularly dark day as the bird mamodo looked expectantly out the window. "Did Multos even say what this place is? I mean, it could be a trap." Prima said, taking wild twists and turns along the forested road.

"I trust him. And even if he was lying, we could beat the crap out of him." Hawke said, rapping the door with his fingers, annoyed, excited. He wanted to start burning books. The faster the battle was over, the sooner he could start ruling his subjects. Suddenly, a looming shadow appeared from the distance. Hawke looked closely. It was a huge castle, at least six stories tall, and no telling how deep into the ground it went. Prima's small green convertible started across a wooden bridge toward the castle.

"It's huge!" Prima said, looking at the castle.

"Well, I guess this is it." Hawke said, trying to act calm, but he really couldn't hide his excitement and nervousness. But, unbeknownst to them, someone was watching in the distance…

Meanwhile…

Jay and Alan were practicing a mile or so outside of the suburb they lived in. The new spell they had learned, Buron Braidon, allowed them to finally burn an opponent's book without the need for a match. "Braidon! Braidon! Braidon!" Jay kept yelling, as whips of hair mashed into the rock, causing it to crumble into pebbles. Jay took deep breaths, and sat down. He was casting spells too fast; too much energy was being drained from him. "You okay Jay? We could take a break." Alan said. He wasn't trying to be demeaning or anything, but it seemed more like Jay was testing himself and not Alan.

"No." He said simply. He went back to casting spells.

"That looks like the team in the picture Multos gave us." A voice said in the distance.

"They seem to be training hard, Jhouru. Should we trust Multos on what he says? Do you think he'll really help us?" Another voice asked. The mamodo, Jhouru, pondered.

"I trust him. For now."

Meanwhile…

Prima and Hawke got out of the car only to notice three mamodo teams there to meet them. It was obvious who the book owners were, because the mamodo were VERY distinguishable. One was a dog like mamodo, on all fours, that had a bent horn. The other was a short boy with baggy clothes, amber eyes and hair, and lines under his eyes. The other mamodo was Multos. The dog-like mamodo growled, while the other mamodo crossed his arms. "Don't attack! These are the mamodo I told you would help us." Multos said, raising an arm. The dog-thing, the boy, and the book owners looked at him confusedly.

"He's all you could find?" A woman, one of the book owners, asked. Multos looked at her disappointedly.

"You really think I'm that useless? There are at least two others," Multos said.

"I hope…." He ended with a sigh.

"You won't have to worry." Hawke said.

"We're plenty strong by ourselves, we'll be unstoppable with Alan and Jyan." Hawke said, crossing his arms, trying to make an angered face without looking like a complete idiot. He didn't like being underestimated.

"He'll do for now. Get him acquainted with the place, Multos. We better go to Ramon before he suspects something." The other book owner said, taking the boy mamodo with him. The dog-like mamodo kept on growling.

"Could you keep Correre under control, for now, Anna?" Multos asked the woman.

"Correre and I are a team, not a tyranny. I control him as much as you control whatever is going on in that mamodo world of yours," Anna said, annoyed. In the little time she had come to know Multos and Correre, she had really become to care for them, but she kept it well hidden.

"Before we proceed, I'd like you to meet my book owner, Dun," Multos said, signaling his book owner over. He was a tall man with messy hair and baggy clothes, and even looked clumsy.

"Hi." He said. He smiled. There was a piece of lettuce between his two front teeth.

"This is Hawke and…" Multos thought.

"I don't really remember catching your name, Miss. The last time I saw you you were asleep in bed." Multos said.

"I'm Prima Aero." Prima said, but she didn't extend a hand. She really didn't like the atmosphere of the place, nor Multos. He seemed more of a con artist than a real help, and hadn't talked to him at all. She came simply on Hawke's whim, and a curiosity.

"Come on, I'll guide you through to Ramon. Correre and Anna have to stay here because they're the guards of the entrance." Multos explained, as he put his hand on the door of the castle. He held his hand with his other one, and the hand he had on the door started to glow red. The door disappeared.

"Shit! That always burns!" Multos exclaimed, as the four of them piled down a small staircase.

"Let me explain how the castle is set up. It's out into sections, and first goes underground, then up through the top of the house. The first level is the catacombs." Multos explained.

"Catacombs?" Prima asked.

"Please, don't make me explain." Multos said.

"The next level is the sewer. The entire level only contains three mamodo, and is inaccessible from any other part of the house except going through these passages. Ramon has a secret passage that allows him to traverse through any other level of the house, but the sewer is a safe haven, ironically. Next are the tombs. They are split into even smaller sections, with one mamodo per section. It's the last level before the ground level of the house." Multos said.

"The rest are similar to the tombs. Welcome to Ramon's castle." Multos said, as the staircase ended, and they came upon the catacombs.

Meanwhile…

Chikushou and Jhouru walked in on Alan and Jay's training. "Have you considered anything besides smashing rocks? How about a moving target?" Jhouru asked with a smirk. Jay, ready for something like this, turned quickly and read a spell.

"Gigano Braidon!" Jay yelled, as a giant whip of hair flogged Jhouru. He wasn't exactly happy about it.

"Chikushou! Give me a spell!" Jhouru yelled in anger, dripping wet and red all over his body. Chikushou was a bit stunned by the agility of how Jay and Alan responded, but was quick to cast.

"Hunta Shardar!" Chikushou yelled, as many shards of glass fired toward them. Jhouru laughed to himself, as the glass approached ever closer.

"Braishield!" Jay yelled, almost emotionless. He was getting used to being attacked, but still was on his toes, ready for anything. A giant shield of hair appeared before him and Alan, as the shards of glass fired into it one by one. It seemed the torrent would never stop, until thudding on the shield ceased, and the shards and shield disappeared.

"It seems that we're nearly equal in power. I suggest that we start using stronger spells, Chikushou." Jhouru said. Chikushou was surprised; it wasn't like him to say that anyone was as strong as him. After a few moments, he started casting more spells.

"Shardar Sirus!" Chikushou shouted, as a glowing orb appeared on the grassy field they were on.

"Braidon!" Jay cast. The attack wasn't acting very quickly, and he didn't want to find out what it did. Thus, a whip of Alan's hair flew toward the orb.

It stopped in midair.

Suddenly, the orb imploded on itself, sending glass shards everywhere, even toward the sky. They were like tiny arrows raining from the sky. "Jay! Cast something! We can't let them defeat us!" Alan yelled in defiance. Jay looked through the spell book, but there was nothing that could help them from the raining shards. They were sitting ducks.

"Waru Miiruk." Chikushou cast, as a dome of glass formed upon the four of them. The glass shards from the previous spell cracked the glass of Waru Miiruk, but nothing was broken. Jay and Alan looked up, confused.

"Why?" Was all they could ask. Jhouru smirked in triumph, as Chikushou started to explain.

"We aren't here to hurt you. We're here to recruit you." Chikushou replied. Despite this, Jay and Alan were even more confused. Jhouru sighed, and nodded his head.

"Are you sure Multos meant these clowns?" Jhouru asked Chikushou. Chikushou looked at him with a disappointed face.

"I trust him. And, besides, these two were obviously going through some very harsh training. We caught them at a bad time for a battle." Chikushou responded to Jhouru, then turning to Jay and Alan.

"We want you to join us in taking down this organization called…" Chikushou trailed off, as Alan and Jay responded.

"The Grand Hidden?" They replied simultaneously. Now Chikushou was confused.

"How do you know?" He asked.

Meanwhile…

Hawke, Prima, Multos and Dun had traversed through to Ramon's throne room. It was extravagant, completely white and glowing, a long hall leading up to a colorful throne. And on the throne was a robed teen with a green-jeweled scepter. He wore a crown with multiple jewels, and was surrounded by five different people. One was his book owner, a slim, frail girl with long hair. The others were two mamodo and there book owners. They seemed imposing and strong, but Hawke was more concerned with Ramon. "Ramon, I have someone I'd like for you to meet. Someone of interest to you." Multos said, bowing, waving his hands toward Hawke and Prima. Ramon, the regal teen, lifted an eyebrow.

"Wind or flight?" He asked. Multos didn't quite understand. Ramon rolled his eyes and sighed.

"What is there power, wind or flight?" Ramon asked once again, slightly annoyed. Multos sighed, seemingly relieved.

"Flight, I believe. Isn't that right, Hawke?" Multos asked. Hawke was getting a bit weary of Multos, and thought that this might've been a trap all along. He sighed, and looked suspiciously at Ramon.

"Yeah." Hawke said slowly, waiting for Ramon's response.

"You could be useful. However," Ramon said, putting his chin on his knuckles,

"I have to say, Multos, you are a complete idiot. Do you dare underestimate me?" Ramon asked. He seemed angry, but kept a calm face.

"Sir, I didn't mean to upset, I was just bringing you a new recruit…" Multos trailed off as Ramon put up his palm.

"I didn't mean that. I mean, that you're an idiot for bringing the heart of your rebellion straight into my throne room. I've known." Ramon said, a disappointed look on his face. Ramon looked at one of the mamodo at his side. He was a tall, muscular teen, with a dark body suit on. His face was hidden by a ski mask.

"Bane, I want you to destroy them immediately." Ramon then turned to the female book owner next to him.

"I want to gather all my subjects. I think I know of a few that no longer deserve to be in this battle, Demetra." Ramon finally turned to Multos, gave a scoff, and walked out of the throne room with his book owner, along with another team, leaving Bane and his book owner there.

"Grace, your choice." Bane said, smiling slightly. Grace, a tall slinky brunette with a pink top and jeans cut at the hem, nodded.

"Gugiro Migutraro!" Bane's book owner yelled. After a few seconds of awkward silence, a huge pyramid made of glass appeared, and started to drill down on them very slowly. Hawke laughed.

"You know, I don't like being underestimated, but this is just ridiculous! Prima?" He said.

"Bekaradoma!" Prima yelled, as Hawke started spinning. He collided with the pyramid, thinking he would break it. But, as soon as he came into contact with it, he bounced right off it and flew into the ground.

"What the hell was that?" Hawke said, confused. The spell should've broken right through the glass pyramid, but it just kept on drilling. Bane smiled, putting both his hand behind his back.

"You think that I would leave any of this to chance? I'm fighting to become king, not jester." Bane replied in a growl. Grace laughed.

"You said you didn't like to be underestimated. Well, neither do we. 'Cause we're much stronger than you." Grace laughed.

"In a matter of moments, your books should be shreds of paper scattered on the floor. I suggest you start saying your goodbyes." Bane said, as he started to walk away, toward where Ramon had exited.

"Don't you want to watch the show?" Grace asked, turning. Bane didn't answer, and kept on walking.

Suddenly, there was a huge boom. Rocks fell from the ceiling, as the six of them looked up. The sight was a happy one for Multos and Hawke, but not for Bane. "Did you guys need some help?" A voice came from up above. Multos smiled and laughed.

"Ha! I it's Anna and Correre! Chikushou and Jhouru!" Multos shouted in joy.

"And Alan and Jay!" Hawke said in reply.

"Gigan Miiruk!" Chikushou yelled. Jhouru put out his hands, and a huge mirror appeared in front of Hawke. The pyramid spell Bane had cast was absorbed right into it. Bane cringed and Grace took a step back, while the others cheered.

"That's 5 to 1 odds, Bane. Sure you wanna leave that to chance?" Hawke asked. Bane than started to look annoyed.

"Grace! Use the 3rd spell!" Bane shouted in reply. Grace stuttered for a second, took a breath, and then recited the spell.

"Oru Migutraro!" She yelled. A diamond shaped shield surrounded the ten of them.

"What the hell's this?" Hawke asked. He kicked the glass. Nothing happened. Bane waved his hand, and the diamond prison flew out of the hole in the ceiling Jhouru, Alan and Correre had made.

"Bekaradoma!" Prima yelled.

"Combikaterr!" Anna, the book owner of the dog-like mamodo Correre, yelled.

The glass broke.

Alan, Jay, Chikushou, Jhouru, and Anna landed on Correre. Multos, Dun, and Prima landed on Hawke. As they fled from the castle of Ramon, they looked back.

"Now they're expecting us." Multos said lifelessly.

"Now it's going to be twice as hard."

Meanwhile…

The throne room had been reduced to rubble. Ramon was scolding Bane, whacking him with his staff here and there. "How could you let them escape? You're a disappointment, Bane; I could easily replace you with Protégé if I wanted to. Give me one reason I shouldn't." Ramon said.

"They outnumbered me, 5 to 1. How do you expect me to beat those odds?" Bane said. Ramon laughed.

"You do know why I recruited you to do this, don't you? I wanted you to be my adviser when I become king. You could enforce any law you'd like. I don't think you'd like to give up that, do you?" Ramon asked. Bane took a deep breath and sighed.

"Next time… I'll try harder."

(End of Chapter 13: 90 Mamodo left)