A sleek, black automobile rolled in front of a mansion, stopping right in front of the road. A blonde man got out of the car, and after several attempts to drag a girl out, he skipped her and went for the mother. He gave her instructions to go inside the house and feel herself at home. After passing her the key, he went back to the backseat.

"Sonny," he soothed, "you can cry about this in my house. Come on, you can't stay here."

The brunette crossed her arms and looked away, "It was not my choice in coming here, was it?"

"Really, you're being a bitch." He sighed and leaned on his car, brushing his hair back. He was pretty sure that some gray hair was already sprouting. He heard the police cars wail in a distance, and knew that her father should be saved soon...unless he's already dead. After a few minutes, he tried again, "Look, would you rather watch your father die, or would you want to have a fifty percent chance of him dying?"

Sonny scoffed, "My father won't die, and if I'm not there, than he would die. I would rather let myself die in the process than doing nothing, for your information."

"Well, your mother and I would want you here safely so that's two against one! Now get out of the car."

Sonny replied by buckling her seat belt and closing the door. Chad was getting desperate, maybe too desperate. He murmured, "Fine, you leave me no choice." He got into the driver's seat and started the engine, "You want to go back to your house, then here you go."

"Really?"

"Really." He drove up the street, and made a quick u-turn. Sonny glanced at him in confusion, but was quickly holding for her life as he made a left turn, into his house.

"Chad! What are you doing?! You're going to crash into your house!" Sonny screamed. "Stop! Stop the car or we're going to die!"

"Well, you wanted to die more than nothing!" Silently, Chad prayed that Mrs. Munroe wasn't in the bottom bedroom, because he went right through it. A flash of the house could be seen before airbags bust out. His side of the car's windows shattered, and he was pretty sure that the bumper and trunk is beyond repair. He could barely make out the shape of Sonny's mother by the bedroom door, and then heard the car's door open. He glanced back at where Sonny had sat, and found her gone.

He crawled toward the left and exited the car, and found Sonny laughing. "Really? I just crashed my car and you barely got killed yet you're laughing?"

"I-I'm sorry." She wiped a tear from her eyes and clenched her stomach.

Sonny's mother came running up, "Sonny! Are you okay? What in the dear God's name has happened?" She gave me an accusingly look.

Chad shrugged his shoulders, "This girl wouldn't get out of the car and in the house. Blame it on her."

"This is nothing compared to what happened at my house. What is the exact meaning of before?" Sony turned on her mother, collecting her thoughts.

At least it's her mom and not me, Chad thought. He wanted nothing more than to strip down to his socks and sleep now. Things are too serious to do anything relaxing right now though. Chad stepped up, "I believe I need a reason as well."

"Um, well...It's a long story. We might as well talk about it somewhere not...here." She moved her hands around and pointed at the car which was giving off the alarm. Chad silenced it, and motioned to the door. Sonny's mom went through the door, and Sonny was quick on her heels. Chad closed the door softly behind him, thinking that it's going to be a long night.

After making some hot chocolate and getting a platter of cookies, he found the girls in his living room, the air intense. The woman, however, continued on with a light heart, "Great! Now we can start! Oh, is that fat free by the way because-" Sonny's glare stopped her short. "Right...Hehe."

Chad took a sip of his coffee, and the mom cleared her throat. "Before we start, I would like to tell Sonny that nothing is going to change. What's been in the past is over now. Your father and I made an agreement, and although I'm disobeying his wishes, it is your right to know."

"Long ago, I hadn't always lived here. No, although where I lived is not in the maps, it is indeed a place. There's just something wrong with American people." She stopped for a minute, eating a cookie. "It's this beautiful land called Nausoom. The land of forests, pride, and magic."

"You have got to be kidding me." Sonny stared. "This isn't some lie that you always tell me to cover up bad things! I saw the real thing, and I'm a woman now, Mom. I'm no longer a kid."

"Are you always so sure that the things I tell you are lies? Haven't I mentioned Nausoom before?"

"I..." Sonny thought back for a minute. The story her mother always told her at night, about a princess and a commoner. Sonny shook her head. "Yes, but it's not real!"

"Well, if you are not going to believe me, then I have nothing to tell you." The mom busied herself with the cookies, and Sonny crossed her arms.

The stress and rage had been building inside of Chad. Aria not coming to his party, him being called "too clingy," his father's fights, the pain on his back, it's all too much.

He snapped right there and then, "Would you people just stop acting like children?!" He yelled, standing up. "Sonny, I know what just happened to your dad, but your constant stubbornness is fucking annoying! This is my house, and honestly, I don't care at all if you leave the door. But since I have MANNERS, I would not let a girl put herself in some stupid danger! You're just some spoiled, fucked up child who knows nothing about the real world! Now you, Mrs. Munroe, are you really going to give us bullshit? It's for the sake of your fucking daughter! If I am to believe your shitty story, then at least finish it! Also, those are not fat-free cookies so watch your diet! Damn!"

Sonny recoiled back, and Mrs. Munroe sat silent for a while. For once, Chad did not feel bad. He was not restrained by all the chains he had on himself. He was free...but for how long? After a while, he sat back down, and murmured, "Sorry, but you should know damn well that I'm right."

Sonny's eyes glistened with tears. "No, you are right...I think that it's...it's all just hitting my brain." She reached for her mother's arm, "Please...continue on."

"I'm sorry...I don't think I quite caught your name..."

"It's Chad Dylan Cooper." Chad spat, not bothering to watch his tongue.

"I'm sorry, Chad," she continued, "I'm acting like a child. I just..." She shook her head, "I will continue, but you have to know, this is 100% true." She gulped and began the story.

"In the land of Nausoom, there were always magic in the air. It's like electrical atoms flying in the air, and you can just get a piece of wire and catch them all, except, there was an endless supply of it. That's what Nausoom is known for. The only land in the world to let people live in visible magic. There was a problem though, only people born, guided, or chosen can live there. It is located in the Bermuda Triangle, and limited people know of it."

"Just because you may know where it is, does not mean you can enter it. You have to get through the many challenges, and only the one born or chosen there can guide you through it. Once you get in though, you can not get out without the magic shield. Or else you would be lost in the sea, eaten by the creatures that guard that area, or get eaten slowly alive before getting thrown into fire. There is a council that chooses who can go, and who can not. I am one of those people."

"I am not an ordinary person. There is ranks, for the foul people who have committed crimes, they are the Forbidden who should not be talked to and are for the magician's uses. The next rank is the peasants, who grow food because they had lost their bet or disobeyed a rule. Then there's the regular village folk, the army, the magicians, the council, and then the royal family. I am Queen Petunia 2nd and I ruled that land."

"Your father is not King though. Your father is merely a commoner. I met him in the forest, and that was when he had found it he is a wizard." She laughed silently in her thoughts for a second, remembering the love spell he tried to put on her. "Ah, we were in love the moment we met. Of course, I despised your father at first. With his little tricks and his kisses of-"

"Mom!"

"Right right...I'm sorry. Well, there was no way I could marry your father, unless he is part of the Council. There came a time, when my father, the King, fell ill, and your father had sneaked into my room. Your father, he is a wizard, and he rushed to my dad's aid. With that, your father was ranked high, and since your father isn't a magician, my dad died three days later. I married your father, and the Kingdom wasn't kingless for even a day."

"The problem though, is people accuse my husband had poisoned my dad for the role of King. That was the stupidest mistake of my life, child. I should never had married your father! It split the kingdom in half, those who oppose the King, and those who didn't. I was young back then...I never noticed that people were plotting against your father."

"The day I became pregnant, my brain was clouded so much that I could not think. I had to leave the council and my spot was given to someone else. That person...His name is Bragul, a magician and now the leader of the Council. It was the dark times, sweetie. Your father, who's just a normal folk, did not know how to deal with the taxes, the crops, and all the such. I usually had to deal with it, but pregnancy hormones is hard to get over. I put my trust in Bragul to deal with it, but he betrayed me."

"He slipped something in my drink first, but your father who is a wizard detected it. Then Bragul sent many challenges along our way, trying to get to me to leave. I should have known something was up. I let my guard too down...Bragul had suggested that I live somewhere secure, so I could get away from the noise. I agreed, and your father and I moved to a small spot in the forest."

"Then the destruction began. Bragul rose above all others, and announced that Charles has betrayed the kingdom. Your father had left the throne, and caused the death of the previous king. He told lies about the money was so low because Charles would spend it on his own things. Rumors began to spread, and since Bragul is in such a high rank, everybody believed him. They named him Lord, and that was when the assassins came. "

"Six would come at once, and at first, your father almost died. We hid deeper into the forest, and when I gave birth to you, your father knew it was no longer safe. If he died, then they would come for me, and I would be helpless with a baby. My mother had recently died, so I knew that if I lost you, the royal bloodline would be over."

"The royal bloodline is very special, because in every once in a while, we posses the power to absorb the life of an animal, and use that source as magic. I was skipped."

"Wait," Sonny interrupted, "does that mean I'm a princess? Do I have that power?"

"I do not know for sure. My mother had it, and since I didn't, there was no reason for me to know about it. Anyway, the fact that Bragul sent people after us means we are in danger. He is finally letting people out, and that means magicians are coming."

"This doesn't make sense though. How can he find us?" Chad asked.

Mrs. Munroe sat for a moment. How did he know? Then it came to her. "He must have accessed the royal room! This is bad!" She stood up and began closing all the curtains. "We must leave! We can not idly stay here anymore!"

Chad stood so quickly that the chair toppled over. "Why? It's dark outside! We're safe here, don't worry!"

Petunia grabbed his shirt, "Listen to me, Chad, you do not know what this mean. Bragul has accessed the royal room. He can see and hear whatever we are doing. Can you fight, sir, can you?!"

She was gripping on so tight, that Chad could hear the fabric ripping. "I-well-I'm strong..."

She threw him to the ground, finally releasing. "Not good enough! Who knows, there might be magicians, and there's not a slightest chance we can leave alive." She kneel in front of Sonny, gazing into her moistened eyes. "Allison, you must run. You're the only hope left. Or..." She stole a glance at the blonde who was rubbing his head, "Make babies with him!"

"What?!" Sonny pushed her mother out of the way and went to the nearest window, trying to cover herself. "That's...I barely met him! Mom, listen, we are not going to die tonight, I promise you."

"Then that promise is going to be broken. I would do it with you, Chad darling, but I pledged myself to Charles." She sighed, and finally sat down.

Chad, standing up, cleared his throat, "Um, that would be flattering, but you can't exactly have a baby this moment. It...takes a while." He smacked his forehead, "Oh geez, what am I saying?" He put the chair upright, and sat in it. "How does the royal room work though? Why is he finally finding you two?"

"It's a complicated process." She mumbled, closing her eyes, "First, you need to have the skin of the royal line, and once inside, you will be lead through many paths, some that can even destroy you. If you choose the correct one, then you will be lead to the urn of my ancestors. They will appear, and ask you many questions. I've never been in there before, so I do not know what they are. Although I know this, they will ask, why are you here? If your answer is good enough, they will grant you your wish, and lend you their power. The power allows you to see all, feel all, do all, and be all. You can only get in there once, however, and there is a limited time and would only grant one question."

"How long is that limited time?"

"Um...that depends on your answer. If they already grant your wish, then it's over. If you say, I want your power forever, then that's forever. It could only be one subject, and you need a reason."

"Then wouldn't he have already used it up by asking them where you are?"

"That's...right. I never realized." She sat up straight, "You're completely right! We're not in danger! Thank you Chad, thank you! I can never thank you enough! I am in your debt!" She got out and kneel in front of him, "Whatever you need, I'll be there for you."

"It's not really necessary, but sure. Now, up you go Mrs. Munroe. It's been a long night. You can take any bedroom upstairs to sleep in. I'll be in the master bedroom, if you need me." He helped her up, and once again, she thanked him, before leaving. He glanced at the brunette, who was busying herself with the fringe of the curtain. "It goes the same for you."

"Right, um, I'll be going then." She gave a small wave, but then realized that he was going upstairs too. Deciding to break the frost that had appeared, she said, "I'm sorry for the whole situation. You really don't need to help us out."

"It's fine. I was going to commit suicide, but now that will have to wait."

She stared at him, trying to find out if he was joking, but his face was a total blank. He then laughed out loud, and Sonny smiled.

"I'm kidding! You should have seen the look on your face!" He pounded the walls of the stairs, and she just pouted.

"You know, you really have a sick humor, crashing your car and all." Sonny twirled her lock of curly hair, following the swirls.

"It seems like you drew that out..." He mumbled, thinking about how Aria had said that as well.

"What did you say?"

"Nothing. Well um, have a good night sleep." He scurried up the last remaining steps and off into his room.

Sonny watched for a bit, and then took off in the opposite direction. He's...he's something, she thought. She entered the nearest room, and was taken back by how big it is. If this is a regular bedroom, how big is the master bedroom? There was vintage curtains, a King sized bed, a door leading off to a sparkling marble bathroom, and the carpet felt so fluffy under her feet.

Thinking of her feet, she realized that she was still in her dress. Should she take it off? It would be very uncomfortable to sleep in if she didn't, but this is a stranger's house...She glanced at the door, and surprised that the only thing missing is the lock. That means the dress stays on. She shook her head, I will endure this if I get to live in a dream house. She washed the makeup off, and slipped into the bed, preparing to sleep.

That's impossible though. The slightly tight dress prevented her from sprawling out, and she was scared she would rip it or at least cause a wrinkle. This dress must have costed a fortune. Sonny wondered how she looks in it. Did Chad like it? He must have thought it was the least prettiest dress, compared to the girls at the party. With looks like his, he can get any girl he wants!

His perfect blonde hair, the mystical blue orbs called his eyes, the muscles she imagines that is under his shirt, his...Oh god, what am I thinking of? Sonny sat straight up, I can't possibly like him, can I? He almost killed me for sakes! I should be mad at him...But the way he looks, it seems illegal to be that handsome!

That's it! Sonny declared. It must be the fact that I can't get any sleep which makes me think like this! She got out of bed and left the room. It's not too weird asking to borrow a shirt and pants from him, is it? She prayed to the dear gods that it wasn't. She opened the door and found him still awake, half-naked. Well, at least it's not my mind when I think of his abs...

"Sorry," She said, "I couldn't sleep in this dress." He looked at her up and down, and she blushed. "Is it okay if I borrow the smallest shirt and pants you have?"

"Um, if I have any. I don't like to keep a lot of clothes." He opened his wardrobe and passed her a shirt that is about two sizes too big. "I'm sorry, all my pants are the same size, I could still lend you one if you want."

"No, it's fine. Thank you." She quickly left the room, leaning against the closed-door. Oh geez, I'm about to faint from his hotness. Why is it so hot? She fanned herself a bit before entering her own room, and was glad when the dress was off. The cool breeze made goosebumps on her bare skin, but it felt good. She wore the shirt, and it wasn't until hours later that she could finally sleep.

Hi everybody! It's the tenth, so here's a chapter for the 38 people who reads this story! Well, I'm going to take a break from all this writing and such, so please don't expect another chapter in a looooooooooong time. I don't know when, but at least you can fantasize about what will happen next. Channy will happen, don't worry, but this is way different than my other one. This is more intense, magical, and bloody. If you don't want that, don't read. Also, tell me which version you like better. The third person view, or the first person's view? I can't decide.