like i wrote in the review on the last chapter: school has interfered pretty much so i havent been able 2 write at all very much. i didnt want 2 recieve the grades i was about 2 get last sememster that i was lucky enough to pick up in time. im a B honours student and if i failed all my access to this and pretty much the computer would be removed. i would have to earn it back, tht would take a while, and i am sorry djman56 but i just can't put ur neat idea in. it would b totaly cool but im afraid it doesnt work. i really wanted to put it in.

thanks Dark-Eco-Wolf and djman56 for your pleasurable reviews :)

here is chapter 33 now onto the concluding book! :D

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Chapter 33

EnJoY! :D

I was panting hard as I flapped my wings frantically. Dark was hot on my tail but suddenly stopped. I looked back to see Chris run up and tackle him just as he yelled out, "Angel!". his face held pain and regret. I heard Chris struggling with him as he tried to hold down the beast. I felt a hot wet stain run down my face, tears, great just what I need at this time. Roxy looked at me with her big curious purple eyes. "Mamma, why are you sad?" she said with a blank yet sad face. I tried to hide my fear and my tears from her but they were always bout to come out one day, thank god it was only the tears though. I sniffled as tried to reply to her small question but couldn't at the time. I whipped my eyes free of their tears with my free hand as I continued down to Onin's place. Even though, the force that was pulling at me was near the direction of the HQ, I needed to see Onin first.

"Why?" Roxy asked me once more. I sighed as I slowed down on the beats my wings flapped at. "Because, my heart is broken." I said simply. "It is!" she squeaked with shock. "Me fix it for you."

"No, no. that's alright my sweet little fox. It will get better in time." I smiled. "Don't you worry, ok?"

Roxy made a thin line with her lips as she did lots of long nods. "Good." I replied to her sweet behaviour as I landed out side of Onin's hut. "Now we are just going to stop by grandma Onin's. I need to ask her something very special."

My daughter gave me a funny look. "What will I do?" she replied. "You can play with the toys or talk with Pecker. Why not tell him about your day?"

"OK!" she shrieked.

I moved a large heavy thick curtain that was to substitute as a door for the hut. I reverted back to myself and looked around as I hugged Roxy close in my arms. "Onin? Pecker?" I called but received no reply. "Onin? I need to have a talk to you about-" I was cut off when Pecker suddenly swung down, by his tail on a branch above me, with his wings folded across his chest and a stoic face on. I screamed at his sudden appearance. I know that this is a lame excuse but its true, if my daughter wasn't there I would have dragged him outside by his ear and given him shit for doing that. But then he would complain and say, "Well why were you not looking out? Be aware of you surroundings young lady!" The argument between us probably would have gone on forever, and I wouldn't have been able to ask him about these warnings and all this crazy stuff that has been happening.

"It is about time!" he squawked.

"So being gone for only five days is an eternity to you or something, or what?" I countered lazily as my daughter laughed sweetly and squirmed in my arms with content. "No! No it is not!" he folded his wings. "Besides, these actions and this conversation is worthless-"

"My thought exactly. Now why don't you tell me where Onin is and I'll leave you two to talk." I smiled.

"But I-"

"Pecker." I narrowed my eyes. "I haven't had, what you might say, a good day at all. I would prefer it if you showed me to Onin." my tone was sharp and demanding.

He huffed and ruffled his colourful feathers with defeat. "Fine!" he swung from the branch so that he flew above us. "Follow me." I sighed heavily, put Roxy down and held her hand, but followed with intent. "So what is it with you and Onin; I mean, like, why is it you always hid away?" I asked. Pecker hesitated to answer me at first. "Well, you know, secrecy and all. Its quite hard to do these days. Onin knows too much about people and many other vast universal things that she cant be seen by others. Especially if they are undercover and work for the wrong side. That is why we don't receive costumers to often. If others found out about her-"

"Lemme guess, bad things would happen, right?"

"Precisely." his Spanish accent rolled and slipped on some of the words letters.

"That makes sense…I think. Well it probably does, I cant get my head around it right now because I have way to many things buzzin' 'round in there." I smiled. We entered another room that had the same mismatch shades of tan as the main entrée did. And a man sat before Onin with thin, slightly spiked outward, blonde hair. Chris. But why was he here? He was wise enough as it is; he didn't need to see Onin. Or did he? I held a shifty look as I slowly approached them with caution and an uneasy look. "Go on, don't be worrying about this. Chris just came for a few answers. As did yourself, no?"

"Si." I replied looking back at Pecker with an insecure smile. As I neared Chris, he stood up and smiled at me coyly; like always and I find it quite cute now really, then whispered as he grabbed my bicep, "I need to talk to you." then he proceeded to pull me out of the room, but not forcedly. I obeyed him and walked backwards as best I could, leaving Roxy with Onin and Pecker.

Once we exited the large and hidden tent, Chris spun me around and his honey like eyes pleaded out to me for some reason. Begged almost. He held both my biceps now, firmly to make sure I didn't skid off. 'Darn it.' I thought as I looked at him with semi-wide eyes, curious as to what he needed to say.

"Milo." he looked at me with his eyebrows furrowed. "Milo is not a man, nor a precursor. He is a spirit of myth and of legend. Hell, he is well known, but only to the wise. He is also told in many fairy tails."

"I'm sorry." I said as I felt a tad bit tense by now. "But I have absolutely no clue as to what you are yapping on about."

Chris sighed and shook his head. "Mar…" he whispered.

"Excuse me?"

"Mar. He and Mar. They fought alongside one another to help create what we have today. He was a good man, but had a intense drive to be important and famous." Chris continued as he relaxed his grip. "Milo was jealous of Mar, mainly because he got all the attention instead of them both. Milo was a very…unstable, person. He had had enough of getting zero attention all his life, helping the glorious Mar rid the world of its corruptions. So, one night Milo decided to do some detective work and figure out how Mar was capable of doing all the things he could do, without a single flaw. So on the following day, while they were training, Milo brought in something that he remembered, very well, would infuriate Mar to no end."

"What was that?" I asked while tilting my head to the side with wonder and confusion.

"No one knows for sure. But it is said that what ever it was; drove him off the deep end with rage."

"Jak…" I whispered with wide eyes. I saw Chris give me a look that said 'do you know anything about this?' with raised eyebrows. "What was that?" he asked me inquisitively. "Uh, nothing. J-just continue on would you?" I asked, trying to change the topic ever so slightly. It worked thankfully; for Chris just shrugged and looked up as if nothing had happened before requiring our eye contact.

"The thing is, Milo never saw what Mar could do that made him so flawless all those years in partnership together. But when he witnessed it for the first time, he mysteriously disappeared. People hadn't seen or heard from him for years. Then some twenty-somethin' years later they found him." I looked up at Chris with a small smile of relief for they had found him and no harm was done. "But all that was left in the large quarry he was found in, was his bones. Mar had…'disposed' of him so that he wouldn't release his secret."

'Scratch that.' I frowned in my head. "What happened after that?" I asked him intently.

"That, I'm afraid, is for you to find out. I cant say.'' he grinned.

Then suddenly I felt my body go numb; I couldn't move anymore. Why couldn't I move? What has he done to me sounds more logical actually. He smiled at me with his eyes half lidded and gave me a look that made butterflies dance in my stomach with intensity. 'Oh no, please no. Chris if you do this, you will wish you hadn't.' I thought without changing my stoic expression, as he lent his face near mine. 'NO!' screamed in my thoughts. "Chris please don't-" I was cut off when he suddenly kissed me out of no where. 'What the hell does he think he's doing! He is still that god forsaken chocolate nut bar without the fucking chocolate!'

In my furry and between my rage, I felt something. Wait, I actually felt something! I could feel the burning sensation in my legs to flee and my arms to swing. I felt all my nerves come back to life. I could move again.

He tried to deepen the kiss but I pulled back and pushed myself away from him. "Feisty." he grinned devilishly. "I like that." I widened my eyes in realization. All he wanted to do was use me in his game of chess. I was his pawn; when he was done with me as a resource, he would sacrifice me to the other team to be removed from the game.

I started to run, but in an awkward way that was to surely get me caught. 'Jak! I need you!' I heard myself beg in my head with a slight fearful sob in the thoughts tone of voice. I dodged him as best as I could as I half ran, half jogged backwards from him and his grabby hands. "Come on now…" he cooed. I screamed as I tripped on a rock and fell backwards. I was cornered. 'Oh God!' I thought with wide eyes. I moaned uneasily as he neared me. Then I felt a familiar fire burn inside me. Kitten. Perfect!

"Get the hell away from me!" I bellowed as I bared my fangs.

'Bout time you arrived.' I complained.

'Just shut up and be glad I'm helping you.'

'Fine.' I huffed.

"And what are you to do?" Chris asked as he neared me. Daring to test me and my demand.

I growled at him with worry, rage and a new feeling. A feeling I couldn't describe that confused me to no end. "The only way for you to know, is if you find out." I snarled. Chris on the other hand only chuckled and lifted up his hand, releasing a baby blue mist. "You cant hurt me," I felt a wave of weakness overwhelm me. "Nor," he continued with an evil look that held half lidded eyes, his lips lightly pulled to the right, eyebrows furrowed only a fraction and his head lowered slightly. "will you hurt me."

I felt myself jerk suddenly back and forth as I sat up; trying to resist his magic with every ounce of strength I had. I would be exhausted before the fight would even begin if I was able to override his magic. But if I didn't, then I would be under his control and who knows what would happen. The look on his face didn't ease up. Instead it became more concentrated.

Then he started to sing a song that only intensified his magic's power for some reason. "Weep for yourself, my lady. You'll never be what is in your heart. Weep little lion, lady, you're not as brave as you were at the start. I'll take all the courage you have…left."

I heard music suddenly play quietly around me, and in a dazed mind I got up, and headed straight at him with my claws extended. When I went to slash at him, he vanished. "Damn it!" I breathed.

Chris continued to sing but his voice was distant, yet close at the same time. "Your grace is wasted in your face, your boldness stands among the wreck."

Footsteps marched towards me. Unified. Hateful. I whirled around to see the shadows of multiple soldiers, all armed. The sound of blood curdling screams from my right were heard along with the shouts of protest. Gunfire and whimpering.

The music grew as it hit the chorus. "…but it was not your fault but mine,

And it was your heart on the line,"

the music was so loud now I couldn't hear the ruckus going on around me so I backed away slowly with wide eyes.

"I really fucked it up this time, didn't I, my dear? "

I felt my heart pick up with anxiety. The music quicken and so did my heart as the air suddenly held a dead weight on it. I heaved in an out heavily. I felt my head pulsate at my temples from all the sudden stress and weakness. I cried out in rage breaking the silence, I thought was around me, and grabbed my head as if I had a headache with both my hands. "CHRIS, STOP THIS!" I screamed out with fury. "Aagh!" I charged up multiple dark eco fire's at a time in my palms and threw them all around every direction of myself ; everywhere except the hut.

I heard a male voice and someone falling to the floor. "How dare you! I'm a married woman, and you bloody well know that you creep!" I bellowed at the figure that rose up slowly and painfully. "Hey. What can I say? I had to give it a try didn't I-"

I grabbed him by the collar of his shirt, with an animalized snarl; at an alarming rate and pinned him against the nearest brick wall, that happened to be right behind him. "No…" I growled lowly. "No you don't!" I then crinkled my nose, as my ears laid flat, and bared my teeth and fangs and I threw him to the ground, to my left. "What about your lady? Hmmm?" I questioned with venom in my tone. "Minxel, what would she think of this?"

I cut myself and him off before the argument could lead to anything else. "You know what, just leave me the hell alone right now. Talk to me when your head is screwed on right next time!" and I headed off to the tent to return to Onin and ask her, without being interrupted, about what is going on.

"Onin, I need to ask you something…" I trialed as I looked behind myself to make sure that Roxy was in the other room, occupied with toys and other things that were specially provided. "to deal with a Pixie."

Onin's snowy white eyes grew wide as did Peckers eyes. "A Pixie you say? What kind?" Pecker asked me.

"A Nightmare Pixie." I replied sheepish. "I learnt that her name is Bianca. She's tried to kill me by 'haunting' another persons soul that I am currently with, using her powers in my mind to drive me to kill myself, kill me in my sleep, and is also threaten me in my thoughts."

"Ah yes, the Nightmare Pixie. They are quite the trouble to remove, but with persistence it is sometimes succeeded and the victim is no longer possessed." Pecker translated.

"Sometimes?" I echoed with a quizzical look as I folded my arms neatly. "I don't like the sound of that-that word," I wavered my hand in a circle as I spoke looking upwards; as if to find a word I couldn't place my tongue on. "sometimes…it just has a nasty ring to it." I paused. "Especially with what I'm facing."

"Don't worry, Onin and I can probably fix it." Pecker smiled. 'That word probably also has a nasty ring, quit making assumptions damn it!' I though frustrated but didn't let them see it on my face.

"All you need to do is simple. Take a pedal from a special flower, and Onin with mix it with a special remedy of hers with the pedal. After that, we will summon you to come back and take it. But if you don't do it, then it will only get worse." Pecker concluded harshly.

"What is this special flower called?"

"It is called the Moonflower. It only blooms at night and holds a special power. It cures illnesses and many other things, almost all the things that infect us." Pecker translated from Onin's fast hand movements.

"The Moonflower, you say?" I cupped my chin in a thought as I smiled. "Where might I find it?"

"In Haven Forest near the Great Tree that Samos used to meditate at when he was younger…but that was a couple of years ago. I am not sure if it still grows there. You will have to go venture over there and see for yourself." Pecker concluded ask he directed me to the entrée.

I gave him a quizzical look as I picked up my daughter on the way out. "And how many years ago is 'a couple of years ago'?" I asked with a small smile.

"Well…" he looked over his shoulder to Onin who started to make hand gestures once more. "I'm afraid that Onin has some bad news. Onin says that the Moonflower disappeared along with the fall of the Metal Head leader, Kor."

"How am I supposed to get rid of Bianca if I cant get that flower?" I said in a slight panic with wide eyes.

"Don't look at me." he paused and looked behind himself once more. "But, Onin knows that the warnings that have been sent to you are true. You shouldn't follow it. I'm afraid though, that you must. Just to get this antidote…good bye Zoey. I will see you once again. Not in present." he said.

The minute I left the building, I felt that sudden urge of an invisible force pulling at me. I knew I had to fight it, resist with all my might. 'Pecker said to follow it. Its all I can do for now.' with that thought in mind I took off towards the HQ. luckily it was only a few blocks down.

Once I entered the building, the pulling sensation grew and grew and grew. I felt hypnotized almost. It pulled me to my room. Slowly I opened the door and found the Muse's and Graffiti sitting on my bed and lying on the floor.

They all gave me the look of wonder and knowledge. Except for my dog. He only sat there panting his brains out blankly as he tilted his head with a toothy smile.

I put Roxy down and slowly moved into the room. I noticed Shadaycie pull something off my dresser. A gold precursor orb. I was saving it, thinking it was an artifact of great value. She tried to scurry away with it but I caught her; when I did though, she nipped me and my hand drew a bit of blood. Only a little thankfully. I scowled at her and scolded her as I looked for something to wrap my hand in.

Shaking it off after, I looked at the orb. It glided smoothly up and down as if it was bouncing. I reached out and picked it up (I had dropped it when my Muse bit me). Turning it over, examining it and reading it, I recognized something. It was the same thing from my dream I had many years ago but it wasn't a small hand mirror. I furrowed my eyebrows as my eyes scoured it for a button or anything that would activate it. I found that button shortly. It was small and in the middle of the orb. Smiling I pressed it. I regret pressing that small little golden button though, for it changed my life forever.

ugh! its sooo choppy! way 2 choppy! grrrrr!

i hate how i left the ending so chopped up and vauge. oi! but a lass it was all i could come up with. i hope that you enjoy this chapter and please dont hate me for the part i put in with music! it was all i could think of as a filler. i only changed a few of the words (1 or two) and played around with the lyrics as to where they should be placed and if they suited the situation. (i no that this is probabaly not one of my best chapters that i have written, i am very down about that)

please comment as to what you think, thanks :D

Song~ Little Lion Man by Mumford & Sons