OTAKU4LIFE IS BACKKK! Hi guys! Still remember me? Really sorry for the reaaaaally long hiatus. I was using the iPad one and the opuss there stopped working. I guess it was the OS there So i'm using my brother's iPad three just to post for you guys 'cuz I just couldn't stop writing some new stories and continuing the old stories. i wanted to share them with you guys And i've also grown to really love opuss and the people who spent the effort to comment on my stories. In conclusion, I really miss you guys and this community so i'm back! Please check out my stories: My Own Seat Black and White Thanks

Black and White : Part 8 "So did you find any that you like?" Neo asked. "Wait a second," I said, walking over to the creepy looking desk that I assume was a cashier, "I'm gonna go ask the employee." Is what I said. But I really don't see anyone here other than Neo and myself. Neo nodded and went the other way looking for huis own staff. As I got closer to the cashier, I spotted a spirit behind it and it grew more and more visible. "Excuse me?" I asked in front of the desk. "What is it?" the spirit disappeared and reappeared right beside me, startling me. Her voice felt like cold air on my ears. I looked at her. She was almost transparent and ghostly, her skin so pale it made her look sick. On the other hand, she was beautiful with large glistening light brown eyes. She had silky light grey, almost white hair that looked more and more translucent as it went down her waist. Surprisingly enough, she's wearing jeans and a t-shirt. "What are you staring at?" the spirit said, sounding a little pissed which surprised me. "Oh sorry. I'm looking for a Portal Staff," I said, "I need one with four Blue Stones. If possible, I want one that can be used for combat." "Oh? Portal Staff? It's pretty rare to see a Portal Maester these days," she said as she turned the other way, walking towards a door, "and four Blue Stones? That's quite a powerful staff you're ordering. I've got one behind the door. Come with me." I followed her inside the hallway behind the door. As I walked behind her, I realized that she was barefooted and her feet didn't make a sound as it touched the ground. Her hair swayed slightly from side to side, its translusence becoming more and more visible. In the end of the hallway, there was a small room about ten meters squared. On the stone floor there was a magic circle. The spirit placed her hand on the center of the circle and chanted something before pulling out a staff's edge. When she pulled the entire thing out she spun it a little to the side, then stabbed the bottom edge of the staff on the ground, destroying the stone floor. "What do you think? Pretty sturdy huh?" she said proudly. I had never seen such a staff before. It looked like a blue spear with five blades on the tip. One blade was on the middle while the other four circled around it. The bottom of the staff had a sharp blade. The body of the staff was engraved with spells. The whole thing was clear aqua colored. The blades were shaped like glaciers with a blueish shade. "Are you sure that's a staff?" I asked, eyeing it suspiciously. "How rude! Of course it is! It's the invincible staff Excalibur," she explained, "The one that King Arthur used." "I thought that Excalibur was a sword," I said, "And wasn't King Arthur a knight, not a mage?" "You're one silly boy, to believe in the weird ass story tweeked by humans. It's true that King Arthur did go to the human world to lead them, but no human can possibly weild Excalibur and survive." "So Excalibur wasn't a sword?" "Sword? Hmph, don't make me laugh. This weapon is powerful. So powerful that it would be foolish to place it in any category. This weapon has a soul of its own. It reads the heart of its wielder and becomes the perfect weapon for them." "Wouldn't that make it the most powerful?" Suddenly her face turned grim and her eyes looked down as she spun the blue staff behind her "Well actually," she said nervously, "Umm, it was supposed to be one of the most powerful... well that was until, it was seperated from its other half, otherwise known as its scabard." "So? The downsides are?" "It can't change forms. Ever since it was seperated from its scabard, it became stuck in this form, a combination of other weapons into one." Oh, so that's why it looks so sinister and vile. "But it still has its other powers! This sword is very powerful! I'm very sure that it would strengthen you greatly!" she said desperately. "You seem to really want me to weild it," I said suspiciously, "Judging from the way its sealed and all, you don't just sell it off to some random customer do you? And plus, this doesn't look a thing like a portal staff "Well it could be used for different types. All types actually," she said nervously, "I know this weapon extremely well! I'm sure it would be very compatible with you!" "You're hiding something aren't you?" I asked. She suddenly stopped spinning the staff. I knew it. Judging from her reaction, I'm probably right. Oh, I see now. "Someone told you to give it to me," I said, finally figuring things out, "And if I'm guessing right, your name should be," I paused, looking at her as she started to nervously bite her lower lip, "Your name is Morgan le Fey, isn't it?" "How?" she looked at me, her eyes wide with fear. I shrugged. "Well I guessed," I said nonchalantly. She took a step back nervously. "Please don't tell anyone!" she begged. "Relax, I won't. Just tell me," I asked, "Who told you to do this?" "I-It was him!" she answered quickly, "the boy you came with earlier!" I sighed. I knew it, something is always fishy when a random kid asks you something. "Why?" I asked, trying to fish out more info. She took a step back, her eyes growing wider as she looked at me. Something was wrong. She looked like she was looking straight pass me. I turned around and found Neo at the other end of the hallway. I smiled and turned to face him, crossing my hands. "So? What do you want with me kid? Is it really worth all the trouble to shove that staff on me?" "and just when I start letting my guard down, thinking you were actually pretty dumb." "Ouch, that hurt," I replied sarcastically, "Okay kid, I really have some other stuff to do, so if you tell me what's going on, I won't touch you." "Wow I'm sooo scared," he taunted, a wide grin spreading on his face, "By other things to do, do you mean finding a way to get to your sweetheart?" "Here I am, starting to think that you were pretty cute. Guess I was majorly wrong though." "Let me explain what's going on here for a minute," he said, turning serious all of a sudden, "I might be using tricks to give you that staff, but it's really an honest gift. This is not a scam whatsoever. That staff really is Excalibur and it's true that it's powerful. Someone simply told me to give it to you. That person insists to have their identity kept top secret. But really, that staff has been paid full by that person and that person really wants you to have it?" So, someone told Neo to give it to me? Well that makes a lot of sense. "Well why not?" I finally said, "It's pretty powerful and it's free. I don't see a point in no taking that staff." I turned back and the staff was given to me properly. After she handed me the staff on my right hand, Morgan le Fey took my left hand. "Excuse me," she said, turning my hand so that she could see my palm. She pushed my long sleeves back until my elbow and held my wrist. Her hands felt really chilly. "This is the sword of King Arthur Pendragon, the ruler and hero of a nation. Excalibur is her name," she chanted, "and his sword she once was. But for now until eternity, may she stay by your side. May little sorrow fall upon you and may this weapon serve you well in your most glorious days. May your deeds bring you glory and may your purpose be fulfilled. I bestow upon you, Excalibur the weapon of heroes," she finally finished. Suddenly from the wrist that she held, a black silhouette of thorny vines appeared and grew on my skin, resembling a tattoo. It grew until it filled my fingers and the growth stopped when half of my wrist until my elbow was full of vines. "That will be proof that you are the wielder of Excalibur. No matter where you go, the staff will always come back to you," she said, finally letting my wrist go. "Be careful," Morgan le Fay warned, her face worried, "Excalibur is a sword with a soul. It has to be kept sacred, she is alive. Do NOT anger her." "Speaking from experience?" I asked, and her face fell. I'll take that as a yes. "Well?" Neo said, "Now that the ritual wish-wash is done, go out and find her. Oh, and a message from the person who gave you the staff, 'She doesn't have the courage to save herself, so it's up to someone else to save her. It doesn't have to be you, but I figured you'd be really mad if someone else was given the job,' #quoted exactly from the person." I cracked a smile. How cheeky! "Well then, now that I have the staff, I suppose I'll get going," I said, opening a portal with the staff. Wow, it really is quite powerful. I stepped inside and found that there was mist covering everything. "Oh, and one more piece of info from me," Neo said as the portal started to close behind me, before flashing me a cheerful smile, "Be careful, someone's after your memories."

My Own Seat : Part 36 "Hey man! It's been a while since you came by yourself," I heard someone say from behind me. The sound of wild music blared in my ears as I took a sip from a glass of vodka. The person who tried to speak to me took a seat on the couch across from me. I smiled. "Hey," I said, taking another sip, "how's it been around here while I'm gone?" "It's loud, as usual," he said, "Things get a little too loud though. More often now than it used to be." "How's the old man doing?" "As lively as ever. He's been chasing more girls now that you're rarely here." I sighed and took another sip. I placed my index finger on my forehead. When is he gonna learn? "So are we gonna switch back anytime soon? How's Mom?" "She's doing fine. Still crazy about working. And no we won't be switching back for a while. I've got guests at home that I'm responsible of. Sorry about that," I said apologetically. He smiled. "No problem. It's only fair that I stay here longer. You had to spend most of your #life here while I lived easy in the mansion. You can make up for lost luxuries there," he said, getting a drink of his own. "You didn't have to get out of the mansion you know. We could just both live there. The old man won't give a damn since we're older now." He smiled at me, taking a huge swig. "That's an idea. But no thanks. I'd like to check out the place you grew up in. I need to know as your older brother." "We're twins, you're not my older brother." "Oh? But I came out first," he said, taking a sip. Cool, we've been having this argument for years. "Suits yourself," I replied, "We look pretty much the same anyways." "I'm blonde," he replied. "Yeah you dyed it." "If I didn't, no one would be able to tell us apart." "They don't need to," I said. One's the son of a gangster and the other the son of a rich businesswoman. It's obvious which one's which. He wears suit to parties while I wear my dress shirt everywhere I go. It's funny how different identical people can be. "Well I want them to," he replied, smiling. I shrugged the discussion off and moved on. "Well I need your help on something," i said putting my glass away, "You know Phillip Hayes? Can you ask the old man about him and what his family does for a living?" "Hayes?" He asked, raising a brow, "that's a name I haven't heard in a while." "You know him?" "Sure. I've seen him before," he said, "When I went to a party two to three years ago with mom. He was with his dad, I think. Or was that an escort? Ah well, he was with this scary dude. I remember that mom talked with him about investments and all that. Hayes looked really rebelious back then. Like seriously evil as a kid. Pretty scary." "Oh? He hasn't changed much then," I said, pulling out a pack of cigarette and pulled out one, placing it on my lips. He looked dissaprovingly at me. "That's really bad for your lungs," he said. I smiled. "When I die, I die," I said, lighting it up, "cigs or no cigs." He shook his head dissaprovingly. "Seriously, I'm worried about you." "Don't. It's a waste of time. By the way, can you check on Hayes' background for me? Especially information on why he might have some serious grudge against Alex." "Alex? He's involved in another problem?" "Yeah well you know him," I said, breathing out smoke, "natural born main character. His #life's more interesting than Harry Potter's," I chuckled, "That's the reason we hang around him in the first place wasn't it?" He smiled. "True enough." "Oh well," I said, finishing the cigerette and crushing the end in the ashtray, "I'll leave now. The vibe here's gonna get to my head soon." I stood up and walked to the exit. "Hey," he called out to me, "Keep up the record." I smiled, "I'm trying my best Theo."

My Own Seat : Part 35 *RINGGGG * I opened my eyes drowzily and tried my best to sit up straight. *RINGGGGGGG* I yawned. *RINGGGGGGGGGG* "Fucking hell! I get it already, I'm picking it up!" I screamed, frustrated, "Goddammit..." I reached out and picked the phone up. "Good morning, it is currently 6 am. Please do pick yourself up before the guest does." "Are you Jennifer's maid?" "Yes I am. And my name is Katherine. Please call me that instead. Although I am Jennifer's personal maid, I do a lot more than take care of her needs." "Fine fine. What do you want?" "Did I not request your attendance at 6 am. Analyzing the abomination's schedule, I believe that her usual morning routine ends on 12 pm. A new request from Jennifer came. Apparently my duty now is to assist you in avoiding the abomination. 'On second thought, get Alex to be as far away from that witch as possible! Her malice is contagious!' was what she said." Jennifer.... Seriously? "I was also ordered to make your #life as uncomfortable as possible as punishment," Katherine continued. I'm starting to think that Jennifer has a lot of pent up anger against me. "Alright fine. I'm getting up," I groaned, getting rid of my blanket and putting back the phone. I went over to my closet and pulled out a shirt. "And also, please get yourself in the habit of sleeping with your shirt on. The maids find it uncomfortable when they wake you up every morning," Katherine said through the phone on loudspeaker then disconnected. Godammit! I'm a guy! It's okay to sleep shirtless! I can do whatever I want dammit! I quickly put on the shirt and used a pair of long jeans. Then I ran out the room to the kitchen. "Yo," Trevor said as I entered the kitchen. He was sitting on the coffee table with a PS Vita on one hand and a glass of iced tea on the other. His hair was messy as usual and he was wearing his trademark black dress shirt which he managed to completely look messy in. "What are you doing here?" I asked, going to the fridge. "Watching you," he said, redirecting his attention to the PS. Loud Japanese music blared through the room as his fingers rapidly pressed the buttons, "And playing Project Diva 2." I sighed. Him and his unexpectedly nerd ways. I mean, who could've guessed that a ladies' man like him would absolutely love those weird Japanese cartoon games. "Are you a part of Jennifer's torture team?" I groaned heavily. No one has ever woken me up before nine, not even once in my whole entire #life. "You could say that," he replied quickly, trying to multitask while playing his game. I looked at him as he placed his complete attention back to his PS. "You know, you could at least say that you're on my side even though you don't mean it," I sighed, sitting down on the coffee table in front of him and slumping down, "How insensitive can you be to your only best friend? You should be sticking up for me in during hard times like this when my whole family hates me." I watched as he completely ignored me. When the song finally finished, a grin full of satisfaction spread on his face, then he closed the game and placed it on the table. He held his glass of iced tea and looked at me. "Well you're the one who's wrong in this case," he said matter of factly, "I'm not leaving you or anything. I'm just picking the right side." "Wow, thanks a lot," I sighed with my face down, "You're so helpful." "You're welcome," he replied, taking a sip from his glass, "Afterall, it's the good friend's job to bring his best friend back to the right path." "Don't preach," I groaned, looking at him, "You've got no right to preach. Just know that I won't approve of you and Jennifer if you don't stop your useless philandering with women." "Hey, at least I don't sleep with them!" he said as his face turned into a light shade of red, "Don't bring Jennifer into this!" "Well that was a complete one eighty from you," I smiled, "I guess you really do have a thing for Jennifer. "S-shut up," he blushed, taking another sip from his glass, "Right now we're talking about your problem. Don't bring up my problems." "Fine." "By the way," his tone suddenly turned serious, "I came here to tell you to stop your relationship with Hillary. The doctor just did a physical checkup on Lizzette and they found that her heart was beating normally again. She's basically sleeping right now. She could wake up any moment." I could hear my heart beating faster and faster. What's going on? Shouldn't I be happy about it? What is this lump in my chest? I should just break out of this tiring relationship with Hillary. "Hey," I called out to Trevor, "What do you think would happen if she knew about it? Would she hate me?" Trevor let out a tiny chuckle, "This is the first time I've seen you ever want to please a girl so much. First love at your age? Come on, what have you been doing with your #life all this time?" "Oh shut up, at least I didn't fall in love with a childhood friend three years younger than me that is also my best friend's sister. "D-Didn't I tell you that we're talking about you right now?" I laughed but heard myself turn bitter, "What the hell should I do now?" "I think that it's fine if she knew about it. I don't think that your girl's the type to just dump you because of this." "Dump? We're not even dating yet." An awkward silence followed my words, as Trevor tried to process the new information. A look of disbelief formed on his face. "What? You're kidding me." "The problem is, unfortunately, I'm not." "Are you telling me your charm plus desperation didn't work on her? She's not seriously immune is she?" "I'm afraid she is." "She doesn't seem to hate you, though. That's a pretty good start." "That's another problem. She doesn't hate me and she doesn't love me either. We're friends. I know that she's trying to trust me. If I betray that trust, there's no going back. She's been hurt before. I don't wanna hurt her." My thoughts traced back to the time after the party where she cried her eyes out in front of me. My heart throbbed as I remembered her face. It hurts to see her like that. "I understand. But won't being with Hillary hurt her more? I've heard about the way she talked down on Lizzette during the party from Jennifer. She said it wasn't pretty." "Hillary did that? I can't believe that girl," I said, my palm on my head. "Part of it was your fault. You kept on leading her on all these years by not rejecting her properly. Plus, you used her body. Well, girls like that, they turn evil. And when girls turn evil, they turn ugly," he said seriously. "I know. I'm a jerk. No, more than that. I'm a piece of shit for doing all that. Now that I'm on the giving side, I understand how those girls feel." "Just a month ago, you were such a cheeky bastard, nightclubbing everynight and bringing home so many different girls. It's good to know that meeting the girl changed you for the better." "You're talking like a mom." "Well with a kid like you, one mom is never enough," he laughed, then stood up, putting down his now empty glass on the table, "well do what you want for the time being. But when the time comes you better know what to do." "Yeah, yeah mr. Wiseman." "Cheeky little brat," he smiled, before walking to leave the kitchen. "Hey Trev," I called out, "thanks for listening." He stopped right before the exit and looked back. "Always glad to help a friend in need." @tattyteddy @were @tempestrising13 @Never_Changing @BethyBoo @Nargoti @Dare_You_To_Move k@not_all_There @rjkbars @nikujagagirl @SpiritHorse3 @Frizzleliz @jessylovescats @Miiinty @silent_seeker @MusicMiss33 @powpo2

Black and White : Part 7 ~ Lilian ~ "Oi! look out the window Lily!" "What is it Sith?" I asked, getting out of bed. Suddenly I felt her paws on my head, waking me up. I walked towards the window, rubbing my eyes. "What?" "It's a transition! Holy kittens! Look, it's so cool!" "Calm down," I yawned, "It's only a transition. I've seen them about a dozen times already." "But it's so cool!" Sith meowed, "Plus it's a time transition! I can't believe I get to see something like that from inside this creepy mansion." "Hey, someone gave me this mansion. Don't offend it!" "Oh whatever. Just look at the transition!" I looked out the window as the scenery cracked and chipped away. Time transitions are pretty messy. Behind the cracks is the future in the human world I guess. The mansion is a magic home that's pretty rare. It can experience both time and location transitions. Time transitions are pretty hard to come across but I guess the mansion really is a valuable artifact to experience it six times already. As soon as the transition was over, I took one of the silver pocketwatches that I hung on the wall and opened it. It's currently 2010 in the human world. Wow, that's a pretty big time leap. "I wanna go out!" Sith cried. "No way, I'm sleepy," I yawned. "I wanna go out! I wanna, I wanna, I wanna!" "Okay! fine we're going out!" I quickly changed and pulled out a purse from my drawer. I looked at the mirror. "Do you think I look human enough?" I asked Sith. "Uhm.... Nope!" "What do you mean? I checked the fashion of this time period and I'm wearing the things that they are!" "Trying sealing your energy." "I already am! I'm already wearing more than ten different seals! Can't you see all my earings bracelets and the ring around my neck?" "Really? You somehow have this... weird air around you." "Huh?" "You're uhh... how do I say this," Sith commented, "Too beautiful." "Haaa?" "You're too pretty!" "What the hell Sith?" "I get it now! You have this other-worldly presence. Your face is beautiful just like a doll's, you have fair skin and your eyes are practically sparkling. You're too pretty to be a human. You have a witch's traits." "Oh god," I groaned, "Then what?" Sith sat on the table for a while, thinking, her tail wagging slowly from side to side. "Why don't you wear a hoody?" "Hoody? what's that? Something with a hood? Won't I look like a reaper?" "No you moron," Sith sighed, "It's a human jacket style. It has a hood on it. It'll cover your face and skin. The weather in the human world right now doesn't seem to be especially hot so you should be okay." She pulled out my warp drawer and pulled out a red 'hoodie' thing and a pair of jeans. She threw them at me and I changed into them. Comfortable enough... "Now let's go," Sith said, biting and tugging the hem of my jeans. I followed her out. When we got out, we were up in the mountains. "How are we supposed to get down?" I asked. Sith sighed and tapped the floor with her paw and suddenly a portal opened. "I didn't know you could make portals." "I learned. Since I figured you'd turn into a shut in and you're too lazy to use magic, I learned from your classes." "Wow, you were listening to that long ass lecture? Oh well, at least my presence in class wasn't a total waste." "Yeah yeah. Now let's go! I wonder how much the human world has changed?" We stepped in the portal and walked straight to through the portal. When we found the exit, Sith jumped out. THUMP. Did I hear something? I peeked out the portal. The portal was high up in the air, above a tree. When I looked down, Sith was on the tree rolling over. I jumped down and landed on the ground beside the tree. "I knew there was something wrong with the portal." "Oh shut up," Sith said, jumping off the tree, "Where are we?" "Right, now that you mention it, I have no idea." I looked around. It looked like a park. There were benches and trees. I walked around the area with Sith following behind. We're probably still in Europe since the transition was time not location. Suddenly a girl bumped onto me. She had light blonde hair and blue eyes. There was a weird familiar smell on her. "ой, простите!" she said quickly before leaving. I translated her words to mean 'sorry'. "I think we're in Russia," I thought to Sith. We continued walking while speaking telepathically. "Did you notice anything weird about that girl just now?" I asked Sith. "You mean the smell?" she asked back. "Uhuh." "Of course, she's a Romanov." "Romanov? You mean the house of Holstein-Gottorp-Romanov? it's been a while since I've visited them." "Yeah and they're all probably dead now." "Really?" "They're humans. They don't live very long." "Good point," I said, a little dissapointed, "It was fun though. The escape from the shooting part." "Are you serious? I never want to have to go through that again." "But we did save the family. Thank god we teamed up with Ilya. She can teleport faster than me. She's the best teleporter I know." "Anna gave you a hell load of jewels after that didn't she?" "Uhuh. A whole pillow of them. It was full of holes though. Bullet holes. We became good friends pretty quickly." "Alexei turned into one hell of a cutie didn't he?" Sith said, dreamily. "You're a cat you moron." "Sheesh what a way to crush a young maiden's dream." "Young maiden my ass." We continued walking until we reached the woods near the park. When I stepped inside, Sith jumped to my shoulder. "Where are we going?" she asked. "Baba Yaga. We're in Russia. We can't miss out going to Baba Yaga." "I hate that sorceress." "Don't be like that. She's really nice." "Well only to you. She almost threw me down a cliff!" "That was an accident. And you wouldn't have died even if you fell back then." Sith growled and I smiled. When I found a good spot, Sith jumped down and opened another portal. We walked through ot again until we found the exit. *SWISH* I caught a glimpse of a tomahawk as it landed beside me. "Holy shit! What the freak was that?" Sith said. "We're in Baba Yaga's woods alright." "She trying to kill us or something?" "No way. It's just a trap to get rid of tresspassers." I took out and opened my purse. I shoved my hand inside and quickly took out a broom. "You're gonna use a broom? Won't people notice that you're a witch?" "Relax. It's just merchandise broom. Not a real broom." I held it horizontally about the height of my waist and let go. It floated nicely. I hopped on it, putting my feet on both sides. Sith jumped down and sat on the edge of the broom in front of me. "If we fall, I'm gonna curse you to death," Sith mumbled. I smiled. "We won't," I reassured her, "Probably." Then the broom moved. It went up to the sky until we could see the castle. I tapped the side of the broomstick and it flew forward. "Whooooo!" I shouted excitedly. It's been a while since I last rode a broomstick. "If we fall..." Sith said, holding on to the broomstick tightly. "I know," I laughed as the adrenaline got to my head. When we got to the castle, I lowered the broom and landed in front of the front door. I jumped off and Sith jumped to my shoulder. I picked up the broomstick and shoved it back to my purse. "That purse looks pretty handy," Sith said, "I should buy one later." "You should," I agreed, "But warp purses are pretty expensive." I walked to the door with Sith on my shoulder. The door was gigantic. I'd say about 50 meters tall and 30 meters wide. I looked up. The air was fogged and there was mist everywhere. "Nick!" I shouted, "Please open the door!" I stood there, trying to pick up the sound. "Who is it," I heard a man's voice from the other side. "It's me," I answered, "Lilian. I came with Sith. Is Baba Yaga home?" "Yea she is," he said as the door creaked open, "Let me just open the door for you." I watched as the door slowly open. "Need a hand there?" I asked. "Yes please," I heard an answer from the other side. I went over to the corner of the door where there's a gap and put my hand in between the gap. The door was a meter thick. "Stop pushing Nick. You might fall," I said pulling the door. I held it with both hands and easily forced the door open. When I heard a rough laugh from inside, I went inside to find Nick. He stood there, four meters tall and laughing. "Long time no see Lily!" he said in a low and buff voice. I laughed. "Yep! It's been four years!" I said. "Only four years? I must've missed you a lot then." "Thanks," I said, hugging him. "Eww," I heard Sith say, "Get your hands off that Yeti. He stinks." "As grumpy as usual are you now, Sith?," Nick said, scratching his head. He has soft white fur all over and his green eyes glowed. "Be nice!" I told Sith and the Yeti laughed. "Do you need a ride to Baba Yaga's room?" he said gesturing at his shoulder. "Sure," I said, and he lifted me up, resting me on his shoulder. I felt Sith's claws on my shoulder. "I hate the Yeti," she mumbled to herself. "Wait a second," Nick said, "Let me close the door." Suddenly I heard an explosion on the other side as the door shut quickly. Nick turned and walked through the castle corridor slowly. "How is she?" I asked as Nick strolled along. He's going pretty fast with his long legs. "She's as beautiful as ever," Nick grinned, "Still very cheeky though, and don't forget active. She's been ordering me around since you disappeared on her." "You make it sound like I ran away," I smiled, "I got permission you know?" "Well believe it or not, the Baba Yaga loved you as if you were her own apprentice. She still worries about you. Sometimes she'd even try to spy on you through her mirror," Nick laughed, "You'd always catch her doing it though." "Oh, so those Vission Gaps were hers?" I said, a little surprised, "If I'd known I would've let it be." "You're pretty good at getting on people's good sides are you," Nick said interrogatively. I laughed. "It's not like I'm doing things to get on people's good sides. I'm pretty much always doing what comes to mind," I looked down, "Besides, I don't see the point in making strong people my enemy." "Ghahahaha!" Nick laughed, "How humble of you! Speaking as if you're a weakling! But you're very calculating! I like that about you!" "Thanks for the compliment I guess," I said, scratching my head. We walked and talked for about five minutes and finally arrived in front of Baba Yaga's door. I'm feeling kinda nostalgic. "Yaga! Lily's here to visit!" Nick shouted, and the door creaked open. It was just big enough for Nick to fit in, so he put me down before going in. I went inside after him with Sith on my shoulder. The room was bright, full of potions and experiments. Light shone through the large window on the side. "What does the ungrateful brat that I raised want with me?" I heard a familiar voice. I looked to my right and found her standing with her back towards me on her experiment. She has wavy golden hair that reached far down to the floor, spreading everywhere, almost like Rapunzel. It was beautifully groomed as usual. "Hi! I'm here to visit you and maybe help out on something here," I said cheerfully. She turned around, and when she did the light shone at her, revealing a face far more beautiful than any that all mankind has every seen in the past millenia. She's the witch who abandoned her race and fled to the human world. The humans who told her tale described her as wretched and old. Apparently she was so beautiful that the human mind can't handle it so it created a horrid image as replacement. "Help? Thanks to you leaving, I've lost a valuable errand runner who could basically do anything!" she said said grumpily, "After all the time I spent raising you, in the end you left without hesitation! Now you come back to see me after four years! Know your place!" "Hahaha, well I'm currently in hiding. But then a time transition happened. So we decided to visit." "Time transition? You do remember that this place has an Absolute Time right? You could've visited from the past and the time here would still be the same as if you visit in the future. The time in this castle goes by my years not the humans." "Yeah, well... I couldn't actually figure out that this was Russia until the transition so, yeah." "How laughable! For the magician I raised to be so clueless!" she said haughtily. I just smiled at her snide remarks. After three years of staying as her stand-in apprentice, I've long grown immune to them. "So? What did you come here for?" she asked again, this time with serious tone. "Nothing. I only came to visit," I replied, smiling. Well I hadn't expected less from the Millenia Alchemist. She's smarter than most. Her lips formed an amused smile. Then she looked at Nick. "You can leave now, Nicholas," she said to him. He looked startled for a moment, then he quietly left, closing the door behind him. "I don't think it's wise to use the Gift so leisurely," I said after he left. Baba Yaga laughed. "You can still amuse me even after all this time," She laughed, "Well little witch, I don't think that it's wise to tell me what to do. So, what do you need from me girl?" "I want you to make me a Memory Potion," I replied. No point hiding it now. Sith clawed at my shoulder. I almost forgot that she was there for a second. She looked at me, her eyes dead serious. "Memory Potion? Did I hear wrong? You and I both know very well that Memory Alteration is strictly forbidden," she replied, turning her back on me to continue what she was doing, "Many have suffered from this ability. Even the spell is forbidden, what do you think would happen if a potion was made? Potions are tools for people who cannot cast spells. Even the weakest of Zeroes can use the potion. Things can go very bad for someone if it falls to the wrong hands." "Are you saying that you can't make one?" I tried. "Taunts don't work on me, if you haven't figured that out yet." "Ah well, I tried," I said, "So what would it take for you to make it for me?" "I won't make it," she said shortly. Well there's no way I can change her mind now that she decided. "What if I talk to Triglav?" I offered, "I'll talk to him and tell him to tell you my oracle." "Huh?" she said, looking over to me. I could tell that she was interested. Nothing interests her more than oracles. She's always been especially interested in mine. "Please," I said, "I won't tell anyone that you were the one who made it. Just this once. I'll never ask you to do anything for me again." "Hmph, and I suppose this is for the boy whom you care so dearly for?" she asked. "Yes it is," I said bitterly, "I want him to forget all about me." "And what good does that do for you?" "Nothing. But it will keep him away from danger." "What makes you think that this would end well?" "I-I don't have much time left," I answered. I could feel Sith grip my shoulder. I haven't told her about it. It's no surprise that she'd be angry. "Hm?" Baba Yaga looked at me suspiciously, "And why exactly is that?" I bit me lower lip, "You already know why." She laughed, "Why don't you go to the oracle first and make sure? Don't go deciding things on your own, silly girl." I looked at her. Does this mean she'll do this for me? "Well? What are you waiting for? Go to Triglav, and I'll make sure the boy won't remember a thing about you by the time you come back." "I understand!" I replied immediately, "Thank you!" I turned around to leave the room. "Lilian!" Baba Yaga called, just as I was about to open the door, "Are you sure you want this? It would hurt you deeply if he were to forget you." "Yes it would," I replied, looking back at her, "But it would hurt me most if he were to suffer because of me." "I understand," she smiled gently, "Indeed you are different than the rest of your kind." "Does that make me similar to you?" I asked. Her expresion softened. "Perhaps," she replied, "Now go and use my Portal Chamber, it'll save time. Remember what you promised me. I will be expecting your payment in due time." I nodded and left the room. "I hate you so much right now," Sith said after we left, "You're gonna get it from me later."