Notes: Chapter two of my fanfiction! Thank you to all who reviewed! It made me really happy! We just start getting into my plot now...

Oh, and... Maybe I misunderstood the comments... but... while I'm not really an otaku, I am an England fan... so...

Anyway... again, reviews, even ones about what you hate are appreciated!

It isn't that hard to kill an hour where I live. I reside a little past the outskirts of a small town pretty much in the middle of nowhere, so my house is pretty much surrounded by forest. I've lived here for seven years and there's still a lot to explore on the land behind my backyard. So basically, all I have to do is walk for an hour. It's actually really fun to be out there when the sun is shining and it's warm out. As long as I'm not doing any grueling exercise, I could spend hours out there. My mom's curfew is to be back before it's pitch black out, so I don't really have to worry at this time of year when the sky begins to darken around ten.

Come to think of it, I would probably be much fitter and an outdoors-y person still if it weren't for the fact that the internet was introduced into my life. As much as I love nature, it just can't compete with that beautiful piece of machinery. Hence why I turned from the bouncing kid who could run for an hour straight to the hermit who can barely go faster than a jog. I don't know what my gym teacher mom was thinking when she decided that I could have a computer in my room, but I'm not complaining or confronting her anytime soon.

So, anyway, there I was, slowly walking along a little creek I had never seen before. It puzzled me, seeing as it hadn't been there before and the past week had been sunny and warm all twenty-four hours of all seven days. Oh well… It was summer vacation; I wasn't supposed to think logically. I wasn't actually thinking about anything except the fact of how warm it was, even though it was far, far past noon.

But then the creek abruptly stopped and pooled a bit right in front of a little ledge. My thoughts switched. Since when had that ledge been there? I mean, sure there were ledges and hills here, there, and everywhere. If there wasn't, seeing that I didn't live in the prairies, that would be weird. But I had walked this far from my house daily, and, not once did I recall a drop-off this steep this close to my house. Typically, you got into the real fun terrain to explore after walking my speed for at least forty-five minutes. I checked my watch. I hadn't even been walking for half the time. Had some sort of mini landslide occurred the night before? …But then, wouldn't it have had to rain or something for that to happen?

…Oh right, I wasn't supposed to thi-

What the hack was that thing down there? I peered at it. It looked like some sort of giant fungus…

Curiosity began luring me in like a fish to food, and I began to climb down. I could have easily jumped, seeing as I was less than two meters higher than the lower ground, but my feet are sensitive in a way, and landing hurts like heck. Unfortunately, it probably would have been better too, seeing as the first jut of "rock" I rested my foot on was actually a clump of dirt that crumbled when I put my weight on it. Before I knew it, I had hit the hard, dirt ground with a thud.

Ouch. That was going to leave a mark. For better or worse, it seemed that my upper back had taken most of the impact of my hideous landing. At least it wasn't my head…

I sat up and looked at the fungus. It stared back at me.

…Wait…what?

I blinked, but the derpy face still remained. I would have brushed it off with the summer "no-thinking" logic, but common sense told me that fungi shouldn't have faces. Unless, of course that wasn't a fungus… But then, what in the name of my great aunt Mary was it?

"Hey you!" The thing interrupted my thoughts. I stared dumbly, and after a brief moment, it began to call me every bad word and name in the book.

Then it sprouted wings and flew away.

My mind went blank until it left my peripheral vision. Hoo boy… There had to be a reason behind that… Maybe, while I hadn't recalled it ever happening, or any pain, I actually had hit my head… hard. That was the best reason I could come up with.

I should go home…

I stood up and peered at the top of the ledge. It wasn't that much taller than me, but I felt that I couldn't climb it. There wasn't much to grab on to until the top, and my high jump skills were worse than my running skills. How I even passed phys. ed. was something that I'd never know. Then, while the pain was quickly fading, the bruise on my back didn't exactly make lifting my arm the most pleasant task in the world. So I decided to walk a bit until the height was more to my level. Though… looking in both directions and seeing the ledge continuing on, I seriously wondered if it had been there before…

I had moved for no more than two minutes when I felt a slight tugging on my shorts. I ignored it. It was probably my imagination, anyway… Then it stopped, and the nest thing I knew, there was a tiny winged girl no more than three inches away from my nose. I swatted at it. Great. More mind madness. The fairy disappeared for a second, but then returned, slender arms folded across her chest and looking real pissed off. A sneer was etched into her soft features.

"What do you want?" I didn't know why exactly I was now talking to something that wasn't there, but I was. The fairy let out an exasperated sigh that I couldn't hear, and lifted a tiny arm, pointing to the left. As if on cue, a soft wind began to blow in that exact direction. I felt my face tense up a bit in confusion and slight bewilderment.

"Do you want me to go that way?" The fairy perked up and nodded vigorously. I sighed, turning to my left and beginning to walk. I just wanted to go home by now. If the hallucinations were telling me the way, I'd trust them.

For whatever reason, as I followed the tiny girl, I felt like my surroundings had changed greatly. Kind of like I was in a forest in another country or something… It began to creep me out, so I ignored it. The last thing I needed was more confusion to be brought into this. Besides, all the plants and stuff were the same, so I had to be decently close to home, right?

After a good couple of minutes of walking, the fairy disappeared on me. I wasn't surprised, seeing as it was a figment of my imagination, after all. …But that figment of my imagination had led me home! I could see a building in the distance. My pace quickened. Finally! All this madness was over!

…

…Or had it just begun?

As I got closer, I began to realize that the building was a huge. Obviously, it wasn't my house. This place was pretty much a mansion!

…B-but as far as I knew, there were not really any buildings, much less mansions until you were near the city. That was almost two hours away… By car… And that's when you're making good time. Heck, I could only remember seeing one or two summer cabins between my house and the city, but those were pretty darn far away too! I was so lost… Both mentally and physically…

If I turned back, I'd probably get even more lost, so I dashed down on to the driveway and out to the nearest road.

…That didn't help one bit. As odd as it was, nothing looked familiar. Well, excluding the trees and stuff, but that basically just proved that I didn't walk to South America. This day was so strange… And where the heck was I? Also, was the sun really that low in the sky? Rhetorical question. Yes, it was.

I decided to turn to the residents of the mansion for help. Surely they would help a child in need, right?

…Even if they were having a family reunion… I took note of all the vehicles in the long driveway. I walked up towards the door. I was shaking. Why was I shaking? Stupid question. While I wasn't necessarily afraid of crowds, totally busting in on a family reunion wasn't exactly on my list of things I could easily brave. Whatever; I needed help, and who knew where the next house was? Besides, if anything, I was pretty certain they'd let me use their phone.

I walked up the steps to the door, puffed up my chest, and lifted my hand to knock.

Alright, here I go…

"EVERYONE SHUT UUUUUUPPPP!"

I yelped, lowering my hand, and sprinted –probably my version of "sprinted", not yours, seeing my fitness level- down the long driveway, and back on to the road. Never mind. I didn't need the help. I could do this on my own.

I was shaking. That sudden bellow from inside had scared me out of my wits! I mean, it was loud from where I was standing… That guy had superpowers. Well, I was going to stay away from there, that was for sure!

Instincts were strongly telling me to go left. I had a feeling they were right, but I had walked up and down and all around, so I couldn't be sure. Besides, I had been wrong to follow my instincts last time, so I ignored them and headed in the complete opposite direction. And I walked… and I walked, and walked, and walked, and walked, and walked, and walked, and walked, and walked.

Okay… Maybe four of those could be removed, seeing my fitness level, but either way the sun set a good deal. The sky to the east was starting to turn a navy blue, but I was still decently far from my mom's curfew.

By that time, I was dead from exhaustion. I don't think I had exercised that much in well over two years! I flopped into a ditch by the side of the road. Not one car, truck, or minivan had passed me and I hadn't found my house either… Come to think of it, I had suspected I was going the wrong way, and, in fact, my instincts were right a good while ago. So why had I kept walking? I didn't know. I didn't know anything anymore.

I sighed, closing my eyes. A soft breeze began to blow around me. The air still hung with warmth. Maybe I'd just sleep here… I didn't like the thought of my parents freaking out over my absence, but hey, if they freaked out, they'd look for me. It was better to find me here tonight than lost forever, right?

…Or shot for trespassing…

That house -or rather the occupant- now fell into my list of biggest fears. I hoped for my dear short life that I'd never have to meet that bellowing man… Or if it was a woman… That terrified me even more.

I shuddered. I shuddered again. I eventually realized that I was shivering, not shuddering. The air around me had turned icy cold. But how? It was warm just a minute ago… I drowsily opened my eyes. Oh yippee. Miss Dumb Bum Fairy Girl was back. She was pissed again. Why? Did female fairies have strong hormones too? Apparently so. Whatever I had done had pissed her off.

Like my first encounter, she lifted and arm and pointed to the left. I ignored her and lay back down again. She was the one that got me in this mess in the first place. (I had stopped caring about whether or not the existence of fairies and all that stuff was real. I was just saying that, for now, they were.) The wind started blowing harder and icier. I pulled myself into a ball. Yeesh. If this was the works of fairy girl, than I had underestimated these creatures greatly. I tried my best to stay strong, but caved in just before I became a human popsicle.

As soon as I sat up, the wind died down, but the cold lay on me like a frozen sheet. Fairy girl was in the same position. Stupid fairy. I wanted to snap her neck!

…But I didn't; probably because, for some reason, something inside me kept saying that she'd actually help me this time… And that I'd die of hypothermia if I didn't listen to her and didn't succeed in killing her. I gave her a hard stare as I stood up and began walking in her direction. She flew beside me, and every time I looked at the puny thing, she had an over-confident smirk on her face.

"Do you want me to die?"

We stood in front of the driveway to the mansion again. The sky had pretty much reached my mom's curfew and now the only light was that coming from the bulbs far down by the door of the huge building and the –apparently luminescent- girl fluttering nearby me.

I wasn't going in there. Especially not when I could so easily see a local newspaper entitled "Young Trespasser Shot and Killed". But every time I took one step further from the property, the air froze again. So, I could take my chances and very possibly die quickly, or I could surely die slowly. Yay.

I was so tired. I had used the very last of my energy walking back. I know I had said that I died, but I guess that I died twice. I just wanted to be home…

Fairy girl landed on my shoulder and said something into my ear that I could barely make out.

"Just go in… Look, I-I'm sorry that I got you lost… T-these people will help you… Just trust me, please…"

I looked at her oddly.

"….Seriously?"

She flew off my shoulder and nodded furiously. I believed her. The residents would help me, and then bellowing man would be all like "INTRUDER!" and shoot me… in his own house…

…Yeah right. I was tired, confused, and had lost all track of reality. I sighed. Well, she had said that she was sorry… Maybe fairy girl was really trying to help… I proceeded down the driveway. Fairy girl disappeared on me again.

In the dim light, I took note of the fact that a great many of the vehicles were missing. Huh. I guessed that the family reunion was over.

…And every single one of the guests that left hadn't passed me… WHY? Of all of the few routes and roads that could be taken, why was mine skipped? Ah well, it wasn't really of use for me to try and solve the problem now.

She lied. She's not sorry.

…

Where'd that thought come from?

I could've ignored it. That probably would have been the better thing to do, but I didn't. The way it just popped into my head, kind of made it feel like fate. Then, the more I thought about it, the more I realized that there was a fifty-fifty chance of everything. I could either be accepted with open arms… or I wouldn't even be able to enter. Shoot. Every silver cloud had a dark lining tonight.

But before I could think another thought, the door –still thankfully a few meters away from me- flew open, releasing a little more light into the yard. Thankfully, I was still in the shadows.

…I spoke too soon. Not one second after, the silhouette in the doorway flicked a switch somewhere and various lamps along the driveway lit up. Ack! Panicked, confused, not thinking clearly, and not really sure if I wanted to know whether or not I would've been welcomed here, I dove behind the nearest car. I caught my second wind in less than a millisecond. Dang it! Why couldn't whoever that was have waited five minutes so I could have decided whether or not to run?

Please don't see me… Just get your business done and go back inside…

Even if whoever was nice, I didn't really like the thought of being found crouching behind a car. That made me look suspicious.

…Unless your business is to investigate the kid you were pretty sure you saw out here… Then just go inside…

The footsteps were getting closer and closer. My telepathy wasn't working.

…Then they stopped. I heard a loud thud mixed in with some rattling. Did someone drop a toolbox?

"Stupid Brit… Honestly, you'd think he'd at least know how to fix a car…" Well, the voice didn't sound relatively close to bellowing man's… He didn't sound too vicious… I stopped worrying a bit, but remained in place, even so. I heard something unlatch followed by a bit of loud clanking and rusting as he continued on.

"Then again, even if he did know how to, he'd be 'too much of a gentleman' to soil his cuffs in such dirty work!" Cruel people didn't talk to themselves, did they…? "I guess this shows what a HERO I am!"

Wait… "hero"… He just called himself a "hero"… That was ridiculous, but heroes helped those in need, right? Rhetorical question.

Hallelujah! Help had come! I jumped up from my crouching position. Much to my surprise, he was only on the other side of the car, by the hood. I guess much to his surprise, there was a kid hiding behind the car he was about to get to work on. I figured that his surprise was much bigger than mine… because the nest thing I knew, a panicked f-word was ringing in my ears and a wrench was flying towards my head.