Two updates in one day? WHAT SORCERY IS THIS?! So, I was took a blow of inspiration to the face, in other words, I'm writing. If anybody wants to know (I know you don't; get over it :P) my sister had a girl, but she is struggling :(. Her name is Mia, she is so tiny; hard to believe we all once were that small, right? Prayers go out to Oklahoma, they need them!

Guest,

Thanks for the review. I'll try to squeeze your OC in sometime. Hope you've enjoyed the story and you will in the future.

Alex-Kurotani,

I remembered who to spell your pen name, I wonder if I'll get an achievement... No? Okay then. I'll look him up. I got in trouble for watching some of Pewds videos. My little sister walked in just as he started a huge stream of cuss words XD. She now says everyone of those words. Just thought I'd tell you.

Damp, stale air was all that I smelled; hell, I tasted it too. Tastes nasty as hell, not my opinion, it's a fact. It was dark too; the ground was cold and hard.

"Kris? Mordecai? Rigby?" I asked. The sound echoed through what I assume would be the countless tunnels.

"Oh, thank god you're up! I thought I was alone in this place!" Kris exclaimed.

A single flame popped up between us, giving the room a light glow. The single flame quickly grew to form a good sized circle, they then rose to the ceiling of then cave, lighting the room fulling.

I shot Kris desperate glance, hoping she had a slight idea of what was going on.

"Why is this happening?" I screamed, staring as the flames changed from their orange and yellow appearance to a sky blue.

'What is doing this? Is the consequence of the riddle?' I thought, causing my heart to beat at a dangerous speed. 'Can I do something to at least save the others from this?'

"Come forth fox and bird!" A voice boomed, making the now blue fire to flare.

The room was filled with an alarming silence. It startled me.

"I'll go if you don't want to." Kris offered.

"No, I probably the one who caused this, I'll go." I said, taking a small step towards the ring of fire.

"How about you both go."

We turned violently to see behind us. There stood Yang with her eyes set beyond us into the fire. Her hair and clothes they were originally white, now were tinted a light blue.

"Everyone is waiting for you two." She whispered.

I looked at Kris. "I guess we both go." I offered her my hand, which she hesitantly took.

Then we walked into the flickering flames of the fire. They licked my feathers as I took vast steps with Kris. When we got through the wall of fire, we saw everyone-Pops, Benson, Skips, Mordecai, and Rigby- sitting in a row of chairs; two of the chairs were open. Me and Kris were who they were meant for. We let go of each other's hand and slowly walked to our seats. A woman dressed in a flowing red dress sat in Tue chair in front of our row.

"Now that you all are here." She cast me a quick glare. "I'll introduce myself; I am Chishiki, the immortal of wisdom. You were brought here today to decide your fate; for the next week, everyone of you will have to work together to figure of the legend and the meaning behind it. If you fail at this task, every single one of you will be sent to the realm of the dead," she looked at Kris, "with no passage back. And for you immortal, Skips as they call you, you will be forced to wonder the Earth as a spiritual being with no ways of communication to the living or deceased. Now any questions?"

Benson raised his hand.

"Speak." Chishiki commanded.

"Why are we here?"

"Simple. You are what they," Chishiki motioned to Kris and me, " hold dear. You are the ones that they would seek refuge from, therefore you must suffer with them." She then flipped her midnight black hair over her shoulder. "Anymore?"

Pops raised his hand.

"Speak." She commanded once more.

"Will there be food?" Pops asked innocently.

"You will have to find and hunt for it." Chishiki stated.

"Very well." Pops said.

"Now, you will be lead to the cavern you will be given a book on edible plants and animals; before you ask, not everything you come across will be edible, there will be things that are deadly or at least will make you ill. Happy searching." Chishiki pointed to a tunnel and Yang walked through the burning wall to lead us down the tunnel.

"Yang." I whispered.

"Yes, Eraba reta mono?" Yang asked politely.

"Why did we have to face a consequence?" I questioned.

"Fate, my dear child, Fate wanted you to see if you and your company will survive." Yang stated.

"Oh." I fell silent.

The tunnels we passed through to get to our destination were lit by torches and candles, the walls were lined with marble and decorated with portraits of men and women.

"Where are we?" Mordecai asked.

"The Hall of Remembrance." Yang stated.

"Why is it called that?" Rigby asked.

Before Yang could answer, Skips answered the question.

"It's the love or loves of the immortals; there have been many immortals, each have taken at least one love."

"Ah, Skips, good to see you remember the heritage of the immortal." Yang smirked.

We reached what seemed like a bottomless pit. Yang said a strange phrase of words and a bridge appeared. Each of us made haste, I think because of fear of it falling. After we stepped off, the bridge collapsed, making the ground shake beneath my feet. We arrived at our stop; it was a cavern, complete with the water and boulders. Strangely the water glowed.

"It's beautiful." Kris gasped.

"If you say so." Yang huffed, she must have been used to people saying that.

Yang led us to the floor of the cave. She then gave us the book on edible plants and animals. She then put her hands on mine and Mordecai's head and said another set of words.

"What was that for?" Mordecai asked the magical immortal.

"Let's call it luck." Yang replied cunningly.

She disappeared in the same mist and that was it.

"Kris, how long have you been back?" Benson asked.

"About a week now." She fell silent.

"It's good to know your safe, for now anyways. Immortals can be deceiving, I've learned from experience." Skips said.

"How?" I blurted out.

"I'd rather not say." Skips stated apathetically.

"Whatever, I think we should get started on a shelter." I suggested.

There were muttering among the crowd.

"But I'm hungry." Rigby complained.

"We need to find the first clue." Kris stated.

"I agree." Pops agreed.

"Fine!" I huffed. "Rigby and Pops, look for food, take the book; Kris and Skips, look for the first clue; Benson and Mordecai, help me look for shelter."

They shut up and did as told.

"What are we looking for?" Mordecai asked.

"Anything all of us can fit in." I stated.

We practically then came across a section of the cavern that looked like a rabbit's burrow.

"Will this do, Benson?" I questioned.

"If my calculations are correct, each of us will have just enough room."

"So, yes?"

"Yes."

"Sweet, let's go tell everyone."

We took our time reaching the others, savoring the silence and peace that we wouldn't have for the next week.

"OHHH! FOOD FOR EVERYONE!" Rigby cheered.

"How did you find this?" Skips asked.

"There was a crate washed up on the creek bed over there. Opened it up, and ta-da, food!" Rigby explained.

"How do you know it isn't spoiled?" I snapped.

"Because I ate some and it taste like fresh cherries!" Rigby sneered.

"Were they in the book?" Kris pipped up.

"Um, I didn't check..." Rigby stated uneasily.

"GIVE ME THE BOOK, YOU IMBECILE!" Benson exploded. "WE CAN'T EVEN TRUST YOU TO GATHER FOOD WITHOUT YOU MESSING UP!"

Rigby quickly obliged.

Benson flipped to the table of contents, muttered 'berries' and went to the page.

"Says 'they are not poisonous; however, they will give a fever and nausea.' You're safe, Rigby." Benson calmed down a bit.

"So, there is no food?" Pops asked, a frown appeared on his face and started to deepen.

"Not yet." I attempted to give him hope.

"Mordecai, Skips, look for food please." Benson said, heading to the burrow. "Follow me to our hideout."

While the others followed Benson, I looked to the stream. It could flow in this cavern with ease, and glide it's way to the outside world. We were stuck here, because I had to guess wrong on the riddle. I swear, if I hadn't come to this world, they would be a lot better off. I went to the water and saw a bottle; out of frustration, I threw the bottle at a nearby wall. It shattered, giving off a audible pop. I went to clean it up, and surprisingly there, sitting in the broken shards of green glass, was a letter. I grabbed it and ran to the burrow. When I arrived I cried out in glee,

"I found a letter."

"Let me see it." Skips said.

I handed him the letter.

"'Friendship, like the immortality of the soul, is too good to be believed.' What?" He asked incredulously.

"Didn't Ralph Waldo Emerson say that?" Pops inquired.

"Yeah." I confirmed.

"Enough with the riddles." Kris begged.

"Yeah let's eat!" Rigby said.

"Psh. Whatever." I said carelessly.

Quote is by Ralph Waldo Emerson. 'Nuff said. I'm not even tired and I've been up since three this morning. I've been like this a lot lately, you know barely getting any sleep... Oh well. Have a good morning/evening/night/whatever.

Kisses,

AntionetteEva