I awoke next to Agatha, her arms wrapped around my shoulder and her face inches away from my chest.

She never told me why she was upset the other day. Not that she could, but it was a total mystery. She hadn't even tried to tell me what was going on.

All she wanted to do was sleep and so did I, so here we were. Her soft breathing hit my chest every four seconds.

She always hated sleeping alone and since Syre was gone, so did I. I guess we both felt safer together. Well I did anyway. Knowing that she had once saved me from death makes me feel as of nothing had happened between us.

She hardly even remembers what happened before I gave her the potions to drink so at the moment, she thinks of me as a friend.

I smirked, recalling the other day. I can still remember his facial expression.

"Agatha? Is that you?" Tedros whispered, putting his sword to the side. Agatha stared at him, her face dull. She put her hand to her chest and mouthed 'me?'.

Tedros slowly nodded, unable to stop smiling. "Agatha, please come with us. Stay where you will be safe?"

She turned a bright shade of pink, just before staring at me. I got up, getting the attention of everyone.

I took Agatha by the hand, nearly pushing her to stop me from getting shoot with an arrow. I stared at her surprised face just before tugging her the other way.

Oliver followed and so did Nicholas. Chaddick who was sitting on a tree branch, hopped down too and was now running with his two friends.

"Tedros! What are you doing?" Nicholas asked, stopping in his tracks. Tedros shrugged, not looking at his friends.

"What's the point?" He answered, dropping all his weapons and equipment. "Didn't you just see how she chose a-a shapeshifter instead of me. Her true love."

"So? We can still get her back!" Chaddick roared, overdosed with excitment. "No...I can't." Tedros turned his back, ready to walk away, but stopped in his tracks.

"You guys understand, right. Why should I fight for her if she doesn't want me back. Without love, what's the point of any of this?"

The boys sighed, turning around. Tedros paced back into the School of Good and out of sight, the boys behind his back. They had also managed to pick up all his equipment and weapons along with them.

I stared at Agatha, chuckling. This was going to be way easier than I thought. I clammed my mouth shut as her right eye flung open.

She removed her hands from my shoulders and I removed mine from her waist. She opened her other eye and smiled at me, rubbing them slowly.

I watched as she rotated in the bed, now face flat into the pillow. I cocked an eyebrow, watching her fall back asleep.

I shivered as a cold feeling washed down my spine, as if water and ice were chucked down the back of my top.

I flinched, causing her to stare at me. I ignored the stare and got out of the bed. She followed, crawling out of the bed.

"No, you stay here. I've got to do something." She nodded, getting back under the duvets as I slammed the door behind her.

I strolled over to the window, peering out of it. This was the same feeling I felt the night I was woken up by thunder and lightning and this couldn't be good.

The sky was grey and so was the clouds. Rain poured from them as thunder struck. Satisfying.

I paced down the stares one by one, taking my time. They couldn't be at the tower yet.

I reached the outside. I couldn't meet them looking like this. They know who I am now and they wouldn't hesitate to strike me.

I knew exactly what I was going to do and exactly how to do it. I was going to shapeshift, the only good thing about my new transformation.

First it was my eyes that changed. It went from red to a human like brown. A dark shade of brown. My skin colour changed to an olive skinned shade whilst my shoulders and wrists shrunk.

So did my hands and my height. I was now the height of Agatha. My hair was now caramel and had a lighter shade at the front.

All I needed now was clothes. Students from both schools were all held up by the beast that Syre managed to take from the dungeons to the gates of both schools.

I hid behind a tree, watching them try and shake loose from the beast. There was no sign of Tedros, which was quite odd.

But his friends were there. It seemed as if they cared for Agatha more than he did. I smirked to myself, watching Chaddick slice a toe off the beast.

It roared, releasing fire from its mouth. Everyone shielded themselves. Chaddick made a run for it, but was grabbed by the beast.

He chuckled to himself, still amused. He took his shield and halted fire from reaching his face.

He threw his sword in, causing it to fly right through the beast's mouth. It roared as the sword managed to go right through its throat and poke out from try back of his neck.

Chaddick was now flying my direction. I flinched, running the other way. He couldn't see me like this...without clothes.

He crashed into a tree, face first. I smirked, moving along. Someone else had managed to get out of the beast's grip and that was Hester.

Now all I needed to do was get her attention. "Help!" I cried, my voice soft and high pitched. "Help!" I yelled again since she wasn't able to hear me the first time.

I groaned, opening my mouth to speak up again, but she already started to make her way up to me.

I crept out from behind the tree and showed myself to her. She looked down at me and then back at my face.

"Uh..." She started, unable to speak. "Are you okay?" She blurted, hands on her hips.

I sighed. "Not quite yet, no I'm not." I looked around, hoping nobody would be able to see this. "Then let me-uh...help-or assist you."

"Thank you very much." I bent down, picking up small log. I watched as she looked at me in confusion, just before I was able to hit her with it.

She crashed onto the ground, face flat on the ground. I smirked, turning her over. "Damn, she got the uniform dirty."

I took it off her and put it on myself, recalling the days of when I went to the School of Evil. I grunted remembering how the uniforms weren't as ideal as the other school's uniform.

I tugged on the rag, trying to make it look more like a dress and not an oversized shirt. I grabbed a rope from the ground and tied it around my waist.

I smirked as I slipped on her giant shoes. "You have the feet of a clown, Hester." I sighed, jumping up.

I walked over to the students who were now on their way to my tower. All I had to do was stall them. It would give me time to think of another plan.

I scurried into the School of Evil. I was going to find a potion which would be able to make the beast bigger.

I tripped as students went barging past me, ready to go outside. Where we're they all coming from? They were armed with weapons and equipments, spell books and potions. They had it all.

I followed the trail they came from, entering the main hall. It was filled with many evil doers. Teachers stood in rows whilst kids went charging towards them to snatch away the equipments.

"Back again...name?" Lady Lasso sighed, shaking her head. I shrugged as she pushed a spell book towards my chest.

"Hilda." I smirked at my quick thinking. "So Hilda? What's with the belt?" She took the rope around my waist and pulled it off.

I grimaced. "Have any growing spells?" I asked, looking around. Lady Lasso turned around, rummaging through her stash.

She pulled out two bottles. "One of these two..." One was big and one was small. I swiped both of them. "They both where off in about two hours so..."

I nodded. "Hurry up!" A bot shouted. He wore a red beanie on top of his black hair. I rolled my eyes. "Wait in line!" I nudged him, walking away.

I trampled over students whilst others stood over Mr as they tried to make their way out of the shool. Why would so much care about...Agatha?

Really, it was a mystery to me. Yes, she was strange and managed to stay cool with everyone...well maybe not everyone, but it doesn't mean that millions from ages 12-16 should be running out just to find her.

I guess this fairy tale means not just a lot to Agatha, Tedros and I, but the whole school as well.

I made it outside.

Running back to the beast, I pulled out the large bottle, pouring the formula on it. I smirked to myself, but that smile faded as the beast started to shrink.

"Ugh, damn irony." I cursed underneath my breath. Everyone roared as they ran further down to my tower.

I had to get there before they did. I sprinted, my dagger picking me harder each time I ran. I groaned, throwing it to the side and piercing an Ever in the gut.

I grimaced, shaking my head in disapproval. There was another path to the school. I'm not sure if it's quicker, but I'd be able to get to the castle before they did.

I managed to, climbing up a rope. I gasped as something shook. Someone was shaking the rope. Who could have followed me here?

Questions floated in my brain, causing me to groan. I looked down, staring at a small figure.

I managed to get that high, I wasn't able to make out who the person was.

"Sophie, give her back." I recognized that voice. I grunted, staring back at the boy who I hated most in the world.

Agatha popped out of the window, her face filled with concern. She reached out to grab my hand but Tedros hanked onto the rope again, causing her to fly right out.

"Agatha!" We screamed.

So it was the two of us, out to save the one person we both cared about in this world.

So how did you like that? I liked it very much indeed. Haha, love you guys loads. This is so much fun writing for you guys because I love the comments you keep sending back.

Kind of missing some of you though. Come back to me and read my story! Lol, sorry for the randomness! Just ate a load of sugar. It was a dare.

Kay now for a fact: Have you ever realised that they always do things with their right side. For example, 'Agatha opened her right hand.' Never on the left!

This is because I am writing a story filled with demons and scary ish, so I try and keep myself from flipping out e.g I'm writing about how Sophie is getting possessed my demons and the door is shut. PANICK ATTACK! Then I run to open the door.

Happy Saturday! (*˘︶˘*)