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- A Crest for the Knights - 

Guatemala City, Guatemala

January 3rd, 2013.

Melchior was meditating in his room; it was a very different place from which he had been living – a gothic-themed room with many sports references. There was a large wardrobe, which had one of its doors opened, showing new books, including a grimoire.

His drawers were black and featured some lesser objects, such as wristbands. His desk had some papers and notebooks spread on it, and some notes of either Mathematics or Physics could be seen.
Suddenly, someone knocked his door. Melchior slowly opened his eyes and looked to the nearest clock – it was 5:45 p.m.

“Come in!” Melchior Said happily.

It was Ushuriel, and he had a happy smile in his face.

“Hello, son.” The Vampire Said, and Melchior discretely laughed as his first reply.

“Sorry.” Elemental Alchemist Said. “I am still getting used to it... Father.”

Ushiriel sat near Melchior, holding something in his hands.

“Father... I am getting old.” Ushuriel laughed. “I think I always knew this day would come; I couldn’t be happier, for I finally have something other Undead may never have – a family.”

“I agree with you.” Melchior replied. “I couldn’t be happier as well... Sometimes, it feels as a dream, and I hope it is not.”

“So do I.” Ushuriel replied. “Listen, I think I have something for your group – something which will give you extra powers.”

“Extra powers?” Melchior asked. “What are you talking about?”

“A Crest, Melchior.” Ushuriel Said with a mischievous smile.

“Being the most powerful being of my core has its advantages, my son – I can give you some of Camazotz dark powers to be used to a better purpose. All Vampires can forge Crests, which are used to gather powers, as if you had the ‘Vampire power package’ for a brief moment.”

“So... You are going to upgrade us somehow?” Melchior asked.

“Yes and no.” Ushuriel answered. “See, my powers aren’t bigger than those of the Heart of Guatemala. Even so, I can give you guys na extra share of power, since Anael doesn’t bear all the power to himself. Alas, he chose this way, and I admire that guy. After all, he knows how to give a punch or two, heh.”

Melchior smiled at his father, pleased with his answer.

“So, what do you need to craft one of these Crests?” He asked.

“I alreay bear the materials – a bar of pure gold, a chargable gem of my choice, which will be a ruby and my very own powers. Do you want to see me crafting one of those?”

“Of course!” Melchior happily replied.

Ushuriel smiled at him and asked his son to follow him to the basement, which Melchior had never seen. The basement could be only accessed through a small trapdoor hidden under a large, velvet carpet in the living room, which Ushuriel rapidly opened.

They climbed down the stairs and Melchior could see through the weak light in the room - it was a large alchemy station, with many glasses, strange ingredients, old sheets of paper all scattered on the floor and other things Melchior couldn't identify.

Ushuriel's small forge was on the nothernmost part of the room. Melchior went closer to see the strange, purple anvil and the glowing lilac hammer which Ushuriel was holding. The Vampire gave Melchior a mischievous smile before starting the process.

"Just like Elves have their magical tools, we Vampires own those as well." He explained. "I am one of them main smithers amongst the Vampire core. These tools are made of Tarnished Obsidian, which consists in a magical metal made out of Darkness or Void essences and, of course, Obisidian. Why Obisidian? Because it won't hurt us like metals as Silver or Palladium does. Also, it doesn't turn hot when I place it near fire. Therefore, we are all protected."

"Awesome..." Melchior said amazed. "So... Do you want me to help you?"

"I appreciate, but there's no need." Ushuriel said while pouring the melted gold on a batwing mold. "You see, I am almost done..."

In a matter of seconds, Melchior saw Ushuriel charge a ruby in his hands; he did so by closing his eyes and whispering old enchantments. Then, when the gold was almost cold and solid, he carefully placed the large ruby in the middle of it. Then, Ushuriel took the material out of the mold and gave it to Melchior.

"Here you are." He said. "A Vampiric Crest; it can be absorbed by the Heart of Guatemala and give your friends a taste of Vampiric powers without the need of a bite, so to speak."

Melchior laughed discretely.

"Thanks, father!" He said. "Oh, do you know what day is?"

"Today?" Ushuriel asked. "I think it is January 3rd. Why?"

"Damn it!" Melchior said. "It is Kimi and Kaiser's birthday! I almost forgot it!"

Before Melchior could say something else, his Golden Communicator appeared.

"Melchior?!" It was Anael's voice through the device. "Aren't you coming?!"

"Well, I am!" Melchior said, surprised. "But I forgot where the party is going to be!"

"It is going to be in the Finns' house! Where else do you think we were going to?!" Anael replied. "Come on, we are waiting for you! Get you vampiric ass here as fast as possible, got it?!"

"Yes, Leader..." Melchior replied mischievously. "I got it. I'll be there in a matter of seconds. I got to go. Bye!"

Melchior hung up and looked at his father, waiting for him to say something.

"Go, my child." The Vampire said with a smile. "I'll tell your mother you left. I hope your friends enjoy the gift as much as I enjoyed making it."

Melchior smiled and hugged his father. Before Ushuriel could do anything, Melchior teleported himself out of the basement. Ushuriel looked at the place in which Melchior was standing before and smiled. Then, he left the place and went upstairs.


Kimi and Kaiser's House, Guatemala City, Guatemala - 6:15 p. m.

All the other Knights were in the Finnish twins' house, waiting for Melchior to arrive. At 6:15 p.m., the Elemental Alchemist arrived at the place holding the Vampiric Crest in his hands.

"Hello, folks! Do not cry for me, I am here!" He said in a mocking tone. Then, he bowed at everyone. "Good evening! I come bearing a gift to us all! Before that, of course... Where are the Finns?"

At the moment Melchior called for them, Kimi and Kaiser appeared. Kaiser was wearing a black t-shirt with a Metallica album printed on it, blue jeans, black shoes and a black headband. Kimi was wearing a sleeveless blue shirt with grey jeans and cyan shoes. Also, his hair seemed longer than it used to be - it was held in a french braid whose lenght reached his waist. They ran towards Melchior and hugged him with the biggest smile they ever had.

"Teen sixteen!" Melchior said happily. "Happy 16th birthday, fellows!"

"Kiitos!" Said Kimi and Kaiser simultaneosly. Then, they stepped aside.

"I am really glad you could make it, my friend." Kimi said. "How's your new life going?"

"Pretty well, I must say..." Elemental Alchemist replied. "I finally have everything I always dreamed: a family." Then, he showed them his Vampiric Crest. "This is the gift I was talking about earlier - a Vampiric Crest."

"What does that do?" Thalas asked.

"Well..." Melchior looked to Anael, who understood what the Crest was for. "... Do you want to help me figuring this out, Elite Dragon?"

Anael smiled mischievously, revealing the Heart of Guatemala; his eyes became reptilian-like as he held the Heart by its chains.

"May the Heart provides us the answer!" Anael said. " Corazón de Guatemala!"

When Anael pronounced those famous words, the Crest was involved by a small turquoise Quetzal, which absorbed it. Then, the Quetzal got bigger and involved all Knights in the room, giving them new outfits.

Now, all of them had armors - they were dark with a navy blue glow. Each one of them had details connected to its owner's favourite color. Anael's armor gave him a shield; Thalas' armor had wolf fur in it's upper part; Melchior's armor gave him a staff with a crystal ball and a bat on top of it. Kimi's armor gave him a pair of shields, which could be thrown; Kaiser's armor gave him a new sword; Maya's armor gave her a new staff and a whole new appearance, and Altagracia's armor gave her a new scepter and a place for her Dream Catching Jewel.

The Knights had been revamped, and as it was always supposed to be - together. What was next for them now?

End of Season Seven.

- Bittersweet -

Melchior and the others headed back to Kimi and Kaiser's house. By the time they got there, Anael was already awaiting with Kaiser, and they seemed to be talking about something important.

"... So I think she'll get through it." Kaiser said. "Jasmine is strong; I believe her."

"Well, now we have to go after Melchior and... Melchior!"

It was Anael who spotted Melchior and the group entering the house. Maya and Altagracia were still injured, while Thalas and Kimi were in perfect shape. Melchior seemed hurt, but his wounds were deeper and internal. His heart was grieving.

Kimi and Thalas approached Elemental Alchemist.

"Are you alright?" Thalas asked.

"What did you see in her mind, my friend?" Kimi asked, concerned.

"Everything I needed. Nothing I truly wanted, I guess." Melchior answered in the saddest tone he ever gave them.

"Meaning...?" Thalas asked, confused.

"I don't know..." Elemental Alchemist replied. "I think I... I want to be alone for a moment." Then, he looked at DarkStalker. "Kaiser!" Melchior shouted.

"Yes?" Kaiser replied.

"Are Jasmine and her relatives alright?" Melchior asked.

"Yes, they are." Kaiser replied gloomy. "Well, except for their mother - Ushuriel ended up killing her. Morgan and Jasmine had already left the hospital and they are just fine. Jasmine said she'll keep going to school, but she'll have to start working in order to aid her brother make ends meet."

This reply made Melchior's heart stop for a few seconds - another household destroyed. More lives shattered, and all because of him.

"Poor Louise." Melchior whispered. "She didn't deserve to lose her mother... And poor Satianna; she was a good woman."

"Well..."Kaiser approached Melchior and put his left hand on Melchior's shoulder. "At least they are safe and sound now. Morgan told me they'll eventually pay you a visit, my friend. They helped you and they still will be helping. You have allies and friends, Elemental Alchemist. Never forget it."

That said, Kaiser stepped aside and went to his room. Anael called his sister and left with her. Thalas and Maya left minutes later without saying a word. Kimi stood there with Melchior, whose eyes were closed.

"Do you want to talk?" Kimi asked.

"Sit here." Melchior asked, pointing at the nearest available spot.

Kimi obeyed and sat to the left of Melchior.

"She knew your mother, Kimi. She knew the Elves. She really was, and still is, my biological mother." Melchior said, slightly sad and frustrated. "Her magical goals are almost the same as mine. She tried to study the Dream Walking art as well. I just happened to have it because Cody's soul appeared to me and gave it to me."

"What?" Kimi asked. "How?"

"The Soul Essence." Melchior replied. "That's what it was for: to give the gift of Dream Walking to a non-elf. Well, I am really thankful; hadn't he done it, I'd be dead by now."

"All of us would." Kimi replied. "So... Regarding this matter... How will you proceed?"

Melchior sighed deeply, blinking slowly as he looked to the roof.

"I have no idea." He answered. "I feel lost. I don't know how to proceed; I cannot go back and live with Lucia, but I am not sure if I can try to conquest Mirabelle. I don't even know if I want to take my chances, considering she almost killed all of us..."

"Well... Now you know where you came from. However, keep in your mind that, regardless of what you choose to do next, we will always be here for you. I'll always be here, if you ever need me."

"Kiitos, veli." Melchior said, standing up. "Well, I better get going... It is a long way for me to walk."

That said, Melchior said his farewell to Kimi and left his house. The Finn kept watching him until he disappeared from his line of sight. Then. he closed the door with the saddest countenance.

'She knew your mother, Kimi. She knew the Elves.'

"I think it is the time to pay them a visit." Kimi said.


Eastern Side of Guatemala City, Guatemala.

Three days of walking. Three days of deep thought.

Melchior's walk led him to the largest open market of Guatemala City, in which Anael used to buy his supplies to cook. There, he kept looking at the families nearby. He envied every single one of them, for seeming so happy and unite - things he never knew with Lucia. He was wearing a large, violet hooded mantle, which kept his skin safe from sunlight.

Then, he saw her. A girl about 1,50m, copper-skinned with dark, long, wavy hair and a pair of glasses. She was wearing a coral-colored dress and beige sandals. She was thin, though her hips were slightly wider in proportion. Just one year older than Melchior, she was one of his siblings.

"Alegría?" Melchior asked. "What are you doing here?"

"I thought you might get yourself around here." She said. "I already know. Mom told me the truth - actually, she told Carlos, but I listened anyways. You know I always liked you, don't you?"

"How could I miss it?" Melchior asked with a discrete smile. "You have been always there... To aid me, to comfort me, to hear me... To be my friend as well."

"But I think this ends here, doesn't it?" Alegría asked incredibly sad. "I mean, you are going after her, your real mom, aren't you?"

"Well, living with Lucia was no heaven, I must say." Melchior replied. "I think I have to try. What do I have to lose? Nothing. I was raised in a broken home - I am all broken inside. Her rejection, if it happens again, won't break me. I am stronger than I look."

"I am just asking that because... We are moving away from Guatemala. The circus will no longer be here!" Alegría said at the verge of crying. "Mom doesn't want to tell us where, but I don't want to go. I'll miss you so much, Melchior!"

That said, she hugged him as strong and lovely as she could. Melchior replied the cherish and hugged her the same way, crying.

"I am not as strong as you are, my beloved baby brother." She said in tears. "I don't have anywhere else to go. I cannot stay with you, but I don't want to lose you! What should I do?!"

"You have my cellphone, don't you?" Melchior asked sadly. "You can always call me. You can always count on me. If life with that woman gets to cruel to stand, call me. I'll rescue you wherever you are, whenever you want. Do you understand?"

She nodded her head affirmatively, and Melchior cleaned up her tears and his.

"If you cannot be happy, I'll be happy. For both of us." He said. "I promise you, Alegría. Someday, we'll be together again, and I'll be there with a smile in my face. Live will be kind and fair to us, I know it will be. It doesn't matter how much time it takes, I'll be with you again."

Alegría took her necklace off - it was a simple rope necklace with two turquoise beads and three ruby beads on the center. She put it in Melchior's left hand.

"I'll always be with you. Always. Never forget me, dear Melchior." She said, kissing his lips rapidly afterwards.

She stood up and ran away before Melchior could do anything. He looked at the necklace and put it in his pocket. Then, he went to another direction.


Mirabelle's House, Southernmost Side of Guatemala City, Guatemala

Mirabelle was sitting on the grass outside her house. Ushuriel was nowhere to be seen, for he was sleeping inside his coffin at the basement of the manor. She looked sad and devastated, sighing as she remembered everything she said to Melchior the days before.

"I think it is time for me to leave..." She said to herself. "I should have left him alone. I shouldn't have come after him. I shattered his soul and mind, and what for?"

She heard steps coming from the walls of her manor. She looked up and saw... Melchior. Her heart started to beat faster than it ever bet. She stood up while he approached her. When she was standing on her feet, he was about seven or eight steps away from her.

"Let's see..." Melchior started with a mischievous smile. "I am a Physics master for my age; I am a basketball fanatic, and I usually play it about four times a week. I am a Mathematics wizard, for numbers are no mystery for me... Chicks love me as well - I am a Don Juan, so to speak, yet I am quite womanizer sometimes..." His mischievous smile was going away as his countenance got increasingly sad. "I also have strong tendencies to be a know-it-all, and I refuse to be wrong most of times, yet I am. I am also reckless and I say a lot of nonsense, but..." His voice stopped, for he started crying at that same moment. "I am a good guy! I am a good person... I just want a chance, that's all! You have all the right not to give it to me, but I... I really want it! It need it! I want some piece of mind! Being abandoned and treated like an animal, like a nobody, it's the worst feeling ever... I want to be loved... I want a family..."

He fell on his knees, crying. At that moment, Mirabelle ran towards him and hugged him, holding him tight, with his head on top of her chest. She was crying as well.

"And you will have it." She whispered. "You deserve it. I hope you can accept me... And forgive me for everything. You are my child, Melchior, and I should have accepted the challenge of raising you properly. I will accept this challenge today, if you give me this permanent task."

To Be Continued...

- Nothing Else Matters -

Anael was, at that very critical moment, flying above the Caribbean Sea. He snapped his fingers in order to conjure his Jade Communicator. He rapidly pressed the red button near the top of the device, ready to give instructions.

"Thalas, answer me!" Anael said through the device.

Thalas, at that point, was at Kimi's, reading a book about Vampires. He dropped the book violently on the ground when his Electro Communicator was suddenly summoned and Anael's voice was heard.

"B-bonjour!" Thalas answered. "Have you found Melchior? Is he alright?"

"No and I assume he is not." Anael replied. "Listen to me: Ushuriel discovered our scheme faster than we thought, and thus he came after Melchior. They might have fought there and now they are in Guatemala. Altagracia and Maya must be fighting Mirabelle while we are talking. Go after them and bring Kimi with you. It is an order."

"Yes, I understood." Thalas replied, serious. "But what about Kaiser? Isn't he with you?"

"We split up." Anael rapidly answered. "He asked me to stay in Jamaica to take care of Jasmine and her family. He'll be in Guatemala as soon as he can."

"Jasmine?" Thalas asked, confused. "Who's that one?"

"Jamaican Thunder, don't you remember?" Anael replied. He was smiling as he spoke the name to Thalas. "The strongest girl in the entire world."

"Oh! I remember her!" Thalas answered. "Anyways, I am going to aid the girl as fast as I can. Kimi and I will be there in no time!"

"Awesome." Hissed Anael. "I'll meet you guys there." With that said, he hung off and kept flying as fast as he could. At that moment, he was near the Belize coast, and he didn't have much time left.


Melchior was standing there with his fists clenched; Mirabelle showed him her sharp teeth and threw the violet shards.

"You..." She growled. "You were born in January 22nd, I recall it pretty well!"

Melchior stood on his left knee, cleansing the blood which was coming out of his mouth; he was holding a mischievous smile.

"So, I am Aquarius indeed. Lucia didn't lie about that." He commented.

"Yes..." Mirabelle replied, taking a deep breath before charging her hands once more. "It was a cold day, the coldest I've ever witnessed, though it was Winter in Finland."

Mirabelle jumped and threw more shards at Melchior, but Maya was quicker on her response.

"Dark Forcefield!"

Black Witch conjured a violet force filed, which destroyed the wicked shards. Then, it was Altagracia's turn to show her tricks.

"Light Wisp!" She shouted, casting a golden, butterfly-form energy beam towards Mirabelle.

"Too slow!" Mirabelle madly laughed. "Vampiric Shield!"

Dozens of bats appeared and were converted in a bloody-red forcefield, which protected Mirabelle from her foes. 

"Ask another question." She said coldly.

"Very well..." Melchior said, taking a deep breath. "I started in the wrong order, I must say. I wanted to ask you how did you find out you were pregnant of me. My next question will come... As soon as I hit you! Fire Raven!"

One of the first signature spells of Melchior - an enormous raven made out of pure fire was cast against Mirabelle, shattering her shield. Then, Maya and Altagracia proceeded to attack. Together. They positioned themselves as if they were a dance couple; Maya pointed her right arm to the front, which was holding Altagracia's left arm. Both o them immediately charged, and threads of golden and silver energy began floating and dancing around them.

"Equilibrium Waltz!" They shouted, throwing a silver and golden jaguar-form energy beam against Mirabelle, who was defenseless.

"CURSES!" Mirabelle screamed before falling brutally on the floor.

Mirabelle was on the ground, trying to stand up as the blood came out from her wounds. Light was injuring her more than she could ever predict. She was giving Altagracia a piercing look, as if she was trying to get the infant killed on a blink of an eye.

"I..." Mirabelle started. "I found out weeks after... To be honest, I didn't show any pregnancy symptoms, except the body changes. I was about seven weeks pregnant when I found out. Any other questions?"

The Warlock was furious; when she stood up, the three Blue Moon Knights could see how badly injured she was - her tights were scratched and wounded and so were her shoulders, arms and the left part of her torso. her dress was torn in several parts, and her face had a long scar in its right side. Blood was coming out of her mouth in a thin line, and the source was an injury on her lower lip.

Melchior was looking at her with pity; yet she was trying to kill him, somehow, he felt sorry for her. She was his mother, though both wanted to deny it.

"Yes." Melchior replied. "I want to know the details of my birth - there must be a reason for you to abandon me."

Mirabelle froze at that moment; her eyes got wider and her face got paler. She tried to formulate an answer, but she seemed far too traumatized to say something.

"Something is wrong in this scenario." Altagracia thought. "She was telling him everything so calmly and apathic. She must have suffered a lot in the day Melchior was born... But... What could be so traumatizing for a Warlock?"


The painful scream of Ushuriel drove all attentions to him; his skin was far paler than normal, and he seemed to be boiling, almost burning on that rooftop. At that moment, Electro Archer and Ice Guardian had arrived. It didn't take too long for them to understand the whole context of that scene.

"Thalas!" Kimi shouted. "Release Ushuriel! I am going to aid the others!"

Thalas nodded and ran towards the house. There were some trees near the building, which Thalas used to make his way up to the roof, climbing as fast as he could. When he reached Ushuriel, the Vampire was too weak to say something. His death was near.

"I am going to take these chains off!" Thalas said. "Electro Daggers!"

Electro Archer conjured one dagger, using it to break the silver. He had no difficulties doing so; after he released Ushuriel, he jumped on the roof, breaking it. Then, he pulled Ushuriel and entered with him in that hole - he was going to hide the Vampire in the attic, away from all light.

On the meantime, Kimi was already standing next to Melchior, Maya and Altagracia. Mirabelle looked at Kimi and her countenance went serene.

"I remember you..." She said. "You are the child of... Arievelo?"

Kimi nodded affirmatively.

"I am one of them." Ice Guardian replied. "I am Kimi. I don't know if you remember which was which."

Mirabelle's countenance went sad with Kimi's words. She then looked at Melchior.

"I don't think we'll continue this conversation, Melchior."

She turned her back to him and headed inside the house. Never in his life had Elemental Alchemist felt so angry; he sat on the floor in a meditation position, ready to get this conversation to another level.

"Oh, you are so continuing this conversation, Mirabelle!" He hissed. "Dream Walk Path!"

Mirabelle screamed, falling on her knees. Kimi went after her, and realized her eyes got completely golden, and so did Melchior's. Altagracia and Maya ran towards Melchior and started yelling at him and shaking his arms in a attempt to wake him up, but Ice Guardian thought differently.

"It is useless, girls." He said. "Stop what you are doing and head back inside."

"What?! No way!" Maya denied. "He needs help, Kimi!"

"No." Kimi replied. "He doesn't. He is inside Mirabelle's mind."

"What?!" Altagracia asked. "How?!"

"Dream Walking." Ice Guardian said, reflexive. "It is an elvish ability. Melchior seemed, however, to have developed it. Either he was born with a trace of this ability... Or it was given to him."

Kimi stood in silence for a while; memories started to come into his mind. The answer lied in Deeper Finland somehow. The answer for that question - how Melchior got into Mirabelle's mind - lied in the only cruel, reckless act Kimi ever committed.

"Cody Maverick's Soul Essence!" He shouted. "This is it! Girls!" He looked at Maya and Altagracia. "Let's head inside! Thalas must be with Ushuriel by now! Let's aid both of them - Ushuriel may need some medicine and health care. I'll bring Melchior inside! He must not be so exposed to sunlight!"


Mirabelle's Mind

Inside Mirabelle's mind, Melchior was before a much different scenario - it was a Scottish forest, in which most of its leaves were golden or brown, as if it was autumn. Mirabelle saw a golden leaf flying near her, and she got it.

Melchior was standing there, amazed by the beauty shown by Mirabelle's mind. The shy, yet warm sun rays were caressing his copper skin so gently that he forgot he was half Vampire, even if it was for a brief moment.

"Wow! I wasn't expecting that!" He said.

"Well... You want answers, don't you?" Mirabelle said. "Very well... I'll give them to you. After all, you have turned the table and chased me down to the deepest part of my mind."

She played with the golden leaf while talking to Melchior incredibly sad.

"When I found out about you, I wanted to die." She said. "Actually, I found myself dead, for I was going to be hunted down for having a deeper relationship with a servant and getting pregnant of him. I was conceiving a creature - you - which would possibly condemn both kinds. At first, I tried to get rid of you: I tried to create anti-conceptional spells to hurt and kill you. I almost got myself killed too, Melchior."

Elemental Alchemist looked to the ground - would he ever be loved someday?

"However..." Mirabelle said. "I started to grow fond of you day by day. Every time I tried to kill you, Ushuriel stopped me. He prevented my death and yours several times; he kept me fed, warm and protected at night. People say Vampires are heartless, soulless creatures, and I respond to them: nonsense. Ushuriel has far more soul and heart than any living human I ever knew. If it wasn't for him, we wouldn't be having this conversation..."

Melchior was looking through Mirabelle's eyes, sharing the same sadness the Warlock was feeling. Mirabelle looked to the ground and dropped the golden leaf in the air, letting it fall gently on the ground.

"I want to know why, Mirabelle." Melchior said with his eyes full of tears he didn't want to cry. "Why did you abandon me? Why Lucia? Why?"

Mirabelle looked at Melchior once more and sighed. He could feel her pain in the air. He could feel her heart beating as if it was trapped in chains.

"Before the abandonment, I have to explain Lucia's story." Mirabelle said. "I met Lucia five or seven years prior to your birth. I believe she has almost fifty years, I am right?"

"Yes..." Melchior hesitantly answered.

"Well, I met her years ago..." Mirabelle said. "Lucia hates magic because it was magic which brought her so much pain. She loved once. She hoped once. She fell in love with a Warlock, whose name I don't recall, and he betrayed her. He got her pregnant and she tried to denounce us to the Shamans; she almost did it, and a battle between Shamans and Warlocks had been fought in Belize. Many Shamans perished, and Lucia got cursed - her first child, which was a boy - died in the labor. She never forgave our kind for it, but she couldn't avoid being hunted down by many Warlocks - except me. I saved her life and I swore to give her my male infant, if I ever had one."

"So... Was Lucia some kind of a Rumpelstiltskin?" Melchior asked quite confused.

"Not exactly." Mirabelle replied. "See, she never forced me to hold to my oath. In fact, it came the time she almost forgot it, for she fell in love with a regular human, married and had her own offspring - your foster siblings, of course. I've got to say your Dream Walking abilities impressed me - you must be very cherished by the Elves to have that power."

"Wait, what? Do you know something about Dream Walking?!" Melchior asked, surprised.

"It isn't the first time you use it as well, isn't it?" Mirabelle asked. "I bet you used this ability on Ushuriel, am I right?"

"Wow..." Melchior replied. "Nothing escapes your perception..."

"Nothing indeed." Mirabelle agreed. "The reason I recall that Kimi kid and I know a thing or maybe ten about Dream Walking are completely related. See, I bet that, in Ushuriel's mind, you saw the manor we used to live, which was somewhere between Vantaa and Helsinki, in Finland. You were born in that house, Melchior. I chose Finland to live just because of Dream Walking. I wanted to learn a new, unique and powerful skill other Warlocks would never dream of possessing, and so was it. I went to Finland to learn it from the Elves themselves. They allowed me to learn with the condition I'd never jeopardize their holdings. In order to do my part of the deed, I kept my house near their borders, on the surface, hidden in the woods of Finland. There, I kept studying..."

She got two steps closer to Melchior, yet keeping a distance.

"... But something happened." She said, serious and quite grin. "Someone framed me and Ushuriel, and still I don't know why. The worst part of it: I discovered it in the day I was having you."

"Oh God..." Melchior commented.

"It was the coldest day I've ever witnessed in Finland." She said. "I remember I started the labor process during the day and it advanced faster than i could predict. Ushuriel was going to wake up only at the beginning of the night, so I was vulnerable. I woke him up with my screams of pain, I recall it pretty well. As soon as the sun set, I heard his steps coming from the basement. I remember I was already lying on the bed, hoping you'd be born as soon as possible, for when he came into my room, he said he had seen some kind of a Holy Inquisition coming after us!"

"Though we are creatures of Darkness, this seems extremely coward." Melchior said. "You were in labor after all."

Mirabelle's eyes discretely widened.

"Well... I agree with you." She said. "I remember him closing all windows and leaving everything as dark as he could. It was only Ushuriel there to help me - he helped me bringing you to this world. When he put you in my arms, I... I don't know... I felt... Lighter, of course, but... I felt something else..."

Melchior just looked at her a bit confused.

"You were much healthier and cuter than I expected, I confess." Mirabelle said with a discrete smile. "Your cry was strong and your looks were so curious - you seemed so fascinated with the fact you were born that you didn't cry too much. Unfortunately, the Holy Inquisition was just a few meters away from our manor. Yet I was weak, I had to save us. So, at that moment, I used an Invisibility spell and hid the entire house from them. They arrived at the house and saw... Nothing. They left just a few minutes later, and I fainted."

"Impressive... You are powerful..." Whispered Melchior.

"I think I slept for an entire day." Mirabelle said. "For almost one month, Ushuriel and I took care of you - we parented you. However, I was afraid of another strike. I was afraid the other Servants found out about us - and you. When you were one month old, I decided to fulfill my oath - and pay Lucia a visit."

Mirabelle walked near Melchior. She was standing in front of him with her eyes full of tears.

"I gave you away to save your life." Mirabelle said. "It gives me pains until today, for I had never been able to abandon you completely. I've been watching you, Melchior; I watched your first steps, your first words, you first spell casting. I've been always there!"

A shy tear came out of Melchior's left eye; Mirabelle fell on her knees, crying.

"I am a monster!" She cried. "I had no idea Lucia would use you to get even at my kin! i was so stupid to believe she held no  anger towards Warlocks! Ushuriel tried to warn me, but... I didn't want to believe. I thought that maybe it was just being difficult to raise the amount of kids she had."

Mirabelle looked at Melchior, who said nothing. The tears rolling through his face spoke enough for him.

"Forgive me, Melchior..." Mirabelle whispered, begging for his forgiveness.

Melchior closed his eyes and sighed.

"We end this conversation here."

With that said, he got out of Mirabelle's mind. He saw Kimi, Maya and Altagracia near him. Thalas was with Ushuriel. Melchior stood up and looked at the Vampire with a sad countenance.

"It is over." Melchior said to the Knights. "Leave them alone. They'll leave us alone. Let's go."

Melchior left through the front door. He passed through Mirabelle who looked at him with the saddest countenance one could ever give...

To Be Continued...

- Out of the Name of Misery -

Kingston, Jamaica

While Maya, Altagracia and Melchior were in the battle, Kaiser and Anael had tried to track Ushuriel. They were already aware that Maya's spell didn't trick him for very long. Brign also aware that they were in Jamaica, they did their best to follow the leads to Ushuriel, but they lost his Aura when they reached Jamaica's capital, Kingston.

"It is useless!" Anael hissed. "At this point, he had already found Melchior!"

"Calm down, Anael." Kaiser calmly replied. "Jasmine must live nearby; if we contact her, we may be able to find Melchior."

"She might be dead by now..." Anael said. "Ushuriel might have killed everyone in his path."

"Don't be so pessimistic, Elite Dragon!" Kaiser replied. "We'll find..."

Suddenly, Kaiser saw a black van rushing towards them; he pushed Anael out of the road and the van avoided hitting Kaiser for just a few millimeters. DarkStalker fell on the ground quite angry.

"Hey!" He shouted. "Don't you know how to drive, douche?!"

When Kaiser said that, a tall, black man with large dreadlocks came out of the car with Jasmine Waterfall, who was wearing a plaster on her right arm. The man was none than Morgan Waterfall, her brother.

"You were on the street." Morgan said. "You knew this could happen. Plus, I had green light to go."

Anael was surprised.

"Jasmine?!" He asked.

"Long time no see, huh?" Jasmine replied with a weak smile. "I am sorry for showing up like this, Elite Dragon, but we have bad news."

"Terrible ones, I must say." Morgan completed. "Melchior is no longer with us. Ushuriel found him. He is either dead or..."

"...Back into Guatemala!" Anael concluded. Before heading back, however, he looked at them with pity. "You guys... Look terrible."

"Ushuriel is too tough for me." Jasmine said, laughing discretely, yet sadly. "I wasn't able to withstand him. I guess I got weaker..."

"Well..." Anael said with a smile. "I think I can handle this..."

With a sweet smile in his face, Anael revealed the Heart of Guatemala. Jasmine got incredibly surprised.

"Oh!" Kaiser said. "Haven't you seen the Heart?"

"No..." Jasmine said. "It has been a long time since I've seen your powers, Blue Moon Knights."

Anael raised the Heart with a smile.

"Let me heal you... Quetzal Healing!"

A large Quetzal made of pure turquoise energy emerged, involving Morgan and Jasmine. It took just a few seconds for the Quetzal heal the Jamaican brothers. When it disappeared, their clothes were renewed and there was no sign of recent wounds. The heart stopped floating and went back to the hands of its master.

"Wow... Amazing." Morgan said. "Melchior's friends are very powerful indeed."

"Thank you, sir." Anael said. "Now, regarding Melchior..." The Welsh Guatemalan looked at the bright sky."We have to save him."

"Anael, go after Melchior." Kaiser said. "I suppose Jasmine and her brother will need some help to get back on track again. I'll go after you as soon as possible, alright?"

Anael nodded affirmatively; then, he opened his wings and got impulse, flying as high and as fast as he could. Melchior's life was in danger, and he needed to save his friend from Mirabelle...


Guatemala City, Guatemala


Melchior heard Mirabelle's voice as a growl; she had just thrown him violently on the ground while holding Ushuriel on the rooftop of her manor, using silver chains to keep him there. Elemental Alchemist was trying to stand up slightly injured.

"Mirabelle, be reasonable!" Screamed Ushuriel. "There's no point in this fight!"

"Shut up!" She growled. "It was because of you he is still alive!"

Melchior stood on his knees, breathing with difficulty. He clenched his fists, getting ready for another round.

"Do you want to hear it, kid?" Mirabelle asked. "Dou you want to know your real story?"

Melchior was looking into her eyes; her face was deformed due to her anger. On the rooftop, Ushuriel was only hoping for the best, given the fact he couldn't loose himself from the silver trap. She got closer of Elemental Alchemist, clenching her fists.

"Stop it, Mirabelle!" Growled Ushuriel. "These chains cannot hold me forever, and you know it!"

"They can hold you enough!" Mirabelle shouted, turning her head towards Ushuriel. Then, she turned back to Melchior.

"I... I want to hear it all!" Melchior said. "I want my answers, Mirabelle. The ones only you hold."

"What do you want in return?" Mirabelle asked, serious and grin. "You know that things in life always have a price label, don't you?"

"I am aware of it for a long time..." Replied Melchior as he stood up. "You may kill me after it is done."

"What?" Mirabelle asked, surprised. "I didn't see this coming..."

At that moment, Maya and Altagracia, who had been knocked down, woke up and began to rise.

"No... You are so not doing it!" Altagracia said while spitting blood on the grassy floor. "You... You won't kill my teacher! Wisp Cure!"

Altagracia raised her tiny hands and white magic bubbles came out of her palms, healing herself, Melchior and Maya, who was already standing on her feet.

"If you want to kill Melchior, you'll have to kill us as well!" Growled Maya. "And we won't die so easily!"

Mirabelle gave them a despising smile as a reply.

"As you wish!" She said, charging her hands with violet energy, "THIS MANOR SHALL BE YOUR GRAVE!"

Melchior clenched his fist and took a deep breath. He was ready to perish there.

"Question number one." He began his round of questions. "When I was born?"

To Be Continued...

- In The Name Of Love -

Guatemala City, Guatemala - Southernmost Side

It was about ten o'clock when Black Witch and Lotus Flower arrived at the southernmost side of Guatemala City, where Mirabelle's manor lied.

"Is it here?" Altagracia asked.

"I think so." Maya replied in low tone. "Where else would they hide? This is the poorest, unknown-most part of Guatemala City..."

Altagracia looked around - though it was ten in the mourning, there was nobody in the streets nor in the houses.

"I don't like this, Maya..." Altagracia said, coming closer to Black Witch.

"Neither do I, Altagracia..." Maya replied. "Neither do I..."

Then, the two Blue Moon Knights reached the largest house of the entire side; it was an abandoned manor, which seemed to be as old as the town itself. Maya took a deep breath and looked to Altagracia, who nodded her head to Maya. Black Witch did the same and looked at the house once again.

A tall, red-haired and magenta-eyed woman was staring at them with an angry countenance. Her arms were crossed over her chest, and she looked at both with despise.

"Humpf. I can see Ushuriel hasn't done what he was told to." She said. "Since he is not here, I assume you tricked us." She was pointing at Maya. "Didn't you?"

Maya nodded affirmatively.

"Do you honestly think this would save him? He must be dead by now." Mirabelle replied. She looked at Altagracia. "A child? How old are you? Twelve?"

"Nine." Altagracia proudly replied.

"Interesting." Mirabelle said with a smile full of despise. "They send kids to do the work of elders. By your looks, you seem to be related to the Dragon-like guy. You don't have to confirm, I know I am right."

"So, you also know why we are here." Maya said, interrupting Mirabelle.

"Yes, indeed." Mirabelle uncrossed her arms and started to walk near them. "I was waiting for you to show up. You seek answers for a pointless question."

"If there is an answer, it is not pointless at all." Maya rapidly replied. "Melchior is our friend and we are not giving up of him. He is far more powerful than you can imagine. I bet you wouldn't be able to handle him."

"Heh!" Mirabelle smiled at Maya with despise. "You are brave, brat. Defying Mirabelle Hayes isn't something common. I am not used to be challenged and insulted. Very well, I'll accept your challenge. What are you terms?"

"Melchior's freedom." Maya said. "Let him be; let him live his life fully and unlimited. Leave him and leave us alone."

Mirabelle raised her right and and moved her right forefinger to the right and left, saying "no".

"Tsc, tsc, tsc, tsc, tsc. You are asking too much, brat." Mirabelle said. "You must be very confident in your victory."

"In our victory." Corrected Maya. "This girl bears the power of Light within her. You have no idea of what she's capable of."

"Then show me!" Mirabelle opened her arms. "I want to see if you are a match for me!"


Ushuriel's Mind...

Ushuriel took Melchior to a Scandinavian city, with clean streets, astonishing architecture and a beautiful landscape. As they were walking to the north, the city was replaced by the pine forests, whose snow was melting due to the sunlight.

"Where are we?" Melchior asked.

"Finland." Ushuriel replied. "We are somewhere between Vantaa* and Helsinki**. Here, Melchior, in the middle of the Finnish wilderness, is where you were born."

"That's why Finnish is so easy for me to understand!" Melchior concluded.

"Actually, is more because of Mirabelle." Ushuriel replied. "She used to talk to you in Finnish when you were inside her."

"She did?" Melchior asked.

"I understand you." Ushuriel said. "There is a lot you won't understand about her, Melchior. I have been with her for centuries and still she is a mystery to me. I hope you can change it and solve the mystery called Mirabelle Hayes."

Melchior nodded affirmatively. When they reached the deepest part of the forest, Melchior stopped walking.

"I've been here before... In my dreams."

"You remember..." Ushuriel commented, smiling. "Though you were just a day or two old, your mind kept these informations, these memories sealed somehow... You are fascinating, Melchior."

In the deepest part of the forest, lied some darker trees, which seemed dead. In the middle of them, lied a manor made of dark wood. Ushuriel made a sign with his hand for Melchior to stop. Melchior obeyed, and a few seconds later, Ushuriel and Mirabelle appeared. They were smiling at each other, and Melchior could see love in Mirabelle's eyes.

"She was truly happy." Ushuriel said. "We were in love. It happened after we left Central America, I guess... There had been a gathering in Belize and a ball was thrown. When Mirabelle was making her first steps in the world of the Warlocks, she always asked me for information. She always relied on me, depended on me. She used to be gentle and kind, yet strong and gifted with a powerful, seductive look. And we Vampires know how to enchant a lady as well."

"That trait I proudly carry!" Melchior commented.

"Indeed!" Ushuriel happily replied. "Anyways, that day, we forgot who we were, you know? It just happened, for it was meant to be. We danced, we kissed... We were happy for a brief moment."

The Vampire looked at the couple in the house and sighed.

"How happy we were..." He said. "I don't understand why it had to end..."

"It was because of me, right?" Melchior asked. Ushuriel looked at him surprised. "Yes, I know about... Me. I am forbidden and I was never supposed to exist. Morgan told me... Actually, we concluded it."

"So... You understand why she is chasing you?" Ushuriel asked, though he knew the answer.

"Still, it doesn't make sense to me." Elemental Alchemist replied. "I didn't destroy you and I am no danger... Then, why?"

Ushuriel sighed quite frustrated.

"It is difficult for me to explain."

"I have to reach Mirabelle, Ushuriel." Melchior said with determination. "I want answers. I need answers. Also, I want to know all the story - I want to know how Mirabelle's pregnancy was, how I was born, if the labor was difficult or not and how I ended up in El Salvador. I have to know who I really am, Ushuriel."

Ushuriel nodded affirmatively.

"I will help you." He said. "I just want to ask you a favor."

"Which is?" Melchior asked.

"Don't enter in my mind again." Ushuriel replied with a mischievous smile, charging two violet spheres of pure energy, which he threw against Melchior.


Before the spheres hit him, Melchior woke up. He was back to the ruins of Port Royal, sitting in the meditation position. Ushuriel was in front of him, holding a mischievous smile in his face. Elemental Alchemist was wearing his civilian outfit, but there was something different in him - his left hand had a Gothic, golden cross printed in it. He smiled, for he knew he had a new power - Dream Walking.

Melchior looked around - he was in a different spot. He was inside an abandoned house; Ushuriel must have brought him there, for he was far more sensitive towards sunlight than Melchior.

"There's one thing I regret here in Jamaica." Ushuriel said. "I ended up killing a person here. She seemed to be the mother of that Morgan. Sorry about that."

"It is not to me you have to apologize." Melchior censored Ushuriel. "Nevertheless, I don't have time to deal with this. We have to reach Mirabelle."

"...Before she reaches your friends." Ushuriel said. "She believes you are dead, and she is coming for the annihilation of your friends. If there are no witnesses..."

"...There is no crime!" Melchior concluded. "We have to leave! Quickly!"


Guatemala City, Guatemala

Never in her life had Maya being beaten so hard, nor Altagracia. Both of them were lying on the ground, severely wounded. Ther marks of Mirabelle's claws were all over her bodies. Altagracia was trying to stand up while Maya lied unconscious.

"Is that all, 'Knights'?" Mirabelle asked.

"No..." Altagracia hissed, spitting a bit of blood. "Light Wisp!"

Altagracia casted her cure spell, which cleansed her wounds and Maya's on a blink of an eye. Altagracia was ready to fight; for the fist time, she held her wand as hard as she could and took a deep breath.

"I may not win you, but I won't fall so easily!" Altagracia said. "I ask you, Young Moon Goddess, to bless me in this time of need!"

She closed her eyes and focused her thoughts in the tip of her wand. Suddenly, a crescent moon was being formed in front of it, made out of pure light. Altagracia's hair started to float gently, and butterflies began to fly and swirl near the youngest Blue Moon Knight.

"This is it, Mirabelle!" Altagracia said. "Moonlight Essence!"

When Altagracia shouted her spell, the crescent moon was thrown againts Mirabelle, who was fully hit by it. The Light injured Mirabelle hard, opening large and deep wounds into her fragile white skin. She fell brutally on the ground, but was not defeated.

"Oh... You want to fight, young child?!" Mirabelle growled while standing up. "I'll give you a fight..."

Maya was standing up when Mirabelle charged a strong attack on Altagracia, who was severely injured, being thrown meters aways of Black Witch.

"Dark Jaguar!" Maya shouted, casting an enormous jaguar, which ran and hit Mirabelle.

"Dark Tempest!" Mirabelle shouted, throwing up to ten shards made of pure darkness towards Maya.

Black Witch used her scepter to get rid of the shards, but some hit her on her abdomen and tights, causing her to scream really loud and bleed.

"Damn it!" She whispered, bending her back and her knees.

"Are you crying, sweetheart?" Mirabelle ironically asked. "I'll give you a real motive to cry... Heh."

She raised her left hand, charging it with a violet energy sphere. At that moment, Altagracia stood up, ready to battle once more. She rapidly held her wand and started to draw in the air.

"What the...?" Mirabelle asked, looking at Altagracia.

Lotus Flower was drawing large hares; as soon as she made them, they became... Bubbles. But they were no ordinary bubbles.

"Dream Summons! All evil, I reject!" Altagracia shouted.

The hares dashed and hit Mirabelle, trapping her inside them. She tried to get out, but the Light-based spell was somehow blocking her powers. She started getting really angry, concentrating power in her hands.

"Enough of this!" Mirabelle shouted.

She released countless violet rays, which pierced the summons, destroying them.

"Powerful trick for an infant." Mirabelle said. "But it isn't enough to hold me. Try harder on your next life."

Mirabelle started to float; the sky got darker, and Altagracia ran near Maya, who was still trying to stand up.

"I don't like the looks of this." She mottled severely injured.

Lightining started to appear, and a wicked smile could be seen in Mirabelle's face.

"I'll end up your lives. Any last words?" She said with despise. "I thought so. Vampiric..."

"Hold on, Mirabelle!"

The Warlock suddenly stopped; she turned around to see who was talking, and she couldn't believe in her eyes.

"It cannot be..." She said.

Ushuriel was alongside Melchior, who yelled at Mirabelle, comanding her to stop. He was wearing the Dream Walker outfit. The Warlock couldn't be angrier.

"You..." She growled at Ushuriel. "YOU BETRAYED ME! FEEL MY WRATH!"

"I am the only one you'll be fighting here!" Melchior shouted. "I want answers, Mirabelle! And you shall give me those!"

"Very well... You are walking to your grave." Mirabelle coldly replied. "I don't want to get used to be insulted and challenged. I'll end this insanity once and for all."

To Be Continued...


~ Glossary:

(*): Vantaa - Is a city and municipality in Finland. Helsinki, Vantaa, Espoo and Kauniainen make up the inner core of Helsinki Metropolitan Area. Vantaa, with its population of 206,960 (31 August 2013), is the fourth most populated city of Finland. The biggest airport in Finland, the Helsinki-Vantaa Airport, is located there. It also hosts a science centre, Heureka.

(**): Helsinki is the capital and largest city of Finland. It is in the region of Uusimaa, located in southern Finland, on the shore of the Gulf of Finland, an arm of the Baltic Sea. Helsinki has a population of 610,601 (31 August 2013), an urban population of 1,176,976 (31 December 2012) and a metropolitan population of 1,361,506, making it the most populous municipality and urban area in Finland. Helsinki is located some 80 kilometres (50 mi) north of Tallinn, Estonia, 400 kilometres (250 mi) east of Stockholm, Sweden, and 300 kilometres (190 mi) west of Saint Petersburg, Russia. Helsinki has close historical connections with these three cities.

The Helsinki metropolitan area includes urban core of Helsinki, Espoo, Vantaa, Kauniainen and surrounding commuter towns. It is the world's northernmost metro area of over one million people, and the city is the northernmost capital of an EU member state.

- Love or Hate? -

Port Royal, Jamaica

Melchior felt lighter and calmer because of his runaway; if he had paid more attention, however, he would have been able to prevent what was coming next...


A large bat started to fly near Melchior. At first, it was quite distant of him, soaring quite gently. However, Melchior knew who it really was.

"Damn!" He thought. "It was of no use! He followed me!"

Suddenly, Melchior witnessed the large bat transform into Ushuriel, who already had two purple spheres in his hands.

"You can run, but cannot hide!" The majestic Vampire screamed. "Vampiric Charge!" Ushuriel screamed, throwing the charged spheres at Melchior.

In his bat-form, Elemental Alchemist couldn't respond. He got hit and went back to his regular looks; for he didn't know how to fly, he started falling, and Ushuriel soared to get him.

"You are coming with me!" He screamed, grabbing Melchior with his large, muscular arms.

Ushuriel flew with Melchior so fast that the Blue Moon Knight wasn't able to recognize the path chosen by his foe, who dropped him above the ruins of Port Royal. As Melchior was falling, Ushuriel laughed and said:

"Now, I'll come after the ones who gave you shelter! I am sorry things had to be this way, but you gave me no choice!"

The Vampire said those words with pain within. He never meant to hurt Melchior; he never wanted this fight to begin in the first place. But his Mistress had to be obeyed - his life depended on it.

"I am sorry... My son. None should ever now about the Vampire core. Forgive me in our afterlife... If there's one to begin with."

That said, Ushuriel became a bat once more and followed a weak track which Melchior's Aura made - a path to Morgan and Jasmine's house.

Elemental Alchemist was laying on the ground, unconscious. How could he save Jasmine if he couldn't even save himself? How?


"Wake up, Melchior... Wake up... Elemental Alchemist." A male voice was calling.

"Ouch... My head..." Muttled Elemental Alchemist, opening his eyes with difficulty.

It was all black; black and void as far as Melchior could see. He stood in his knees, confused.

"Melchior..." The voice was everywhere to be heard and nowhere to be seen. "Why are you alive?"

"I... I don't really know, to be honest." Elemental Alchemist replied as he looked for the voice's source. "And you? Can you show yourself? Or at least tell me where I am?"

Suddenly, Melchior felt a gentle light coming from behind. He looked at it, and a human shape appeared.

"It cannot be..." Melchior whispered widening his eyes.

The light took its humanoid form - it was an elf who died a long, long time ago. Still, Melchior knew who he was.

"Cody?!" He shouted, surprised. "What are you...?! How..?!"

"Don't you remember?" Cody asked. "That object you found... When I died..."

"The Soul Essence!" Melchior said.

Elemental Alchemist searched for the Essence in his pockets, and found it. The yellow gem, which fit his hand perfectly, was glowing as if it was trying to communicate. Melchior then looked at Cody, who was serene.

"Yes..." Cody commented. "I believe you wondered about the utilities of one's Essence. Very well: it keeps us attached to this world; in other words, if the right magician uses this stone, he or she may be able to revive someone who already joined the dead. Some people, depending on how good or bad they've been, they might have Soul Essences or not. Those who drop it, once dead, may drop powerful ones, which are attributed to powerful warriors or enlightened minds. Also, through these essences, we may keep the ones we care about safe."

"I understand that..." Melchior replied. "... But I don't understand your choice. Why save me? I am covering Kimi on the matter of your death! Why do you want to save me?"

"Because you were meant to make a difference." Cody answered with a smile. "You are meant to make a difference, my friend. You are a bridge between the world of the Living and the Dead. You can show the world Vampires and Magicians through the best glasses, but the choice is yours to be made. I can give you a chance to increase your powers and fight Ushuriel on the same feet, but you have to ask yourself: are you ready?"

Melchior took a deep breath and closed his eyes, thinking.

"All my life, I wanted to be different." He said. "All my life, I wanted to be noticed for the good things I did, for my intelligence and skills. I want to save people and show them another path, a better path to their lives. I want to guide people towards Light, regardless of being a Children of the Night..."

He slowly opened his eyes and looked to Cody's with determination.

"I want the power to do so." Elemental Alchemist said. "I want to save Jasmine and her relatives. Moreover, I want to fight Ushuriel and get my answers. I am tired of feeling weak and powerless; I am far more powerful than people think, and I want a second chance to prove it. Will you give it to me?"

Cody smiled at Melchior and nodded his head.

"Of course I will..."

That said, Cody became light once more; his Soul Essence shattered in Melchior's hand, releasing a dense light, which involved Melchior. As the light healed and strengthened Melchior, Cody's voice echoed in his mind one last time.

"Melchior, I give you the gift of Dream Walking.  Vampires cannot dream, but you can. The only reason you are able to do so is because of your mother, who's haunting you in your foreseeing nightmares. With this ability, you will be able to invade a Vampire's mind and fight him in his own realm with a large advantage. Use this power wisely, for it takes too long for a non-elf to master."

The light became brighter and involved Melchior's surrounding completely. When Elemental Alchemist opened his eyes, his outfit was different.

The cape was light yellow with a Gothic, bloody-red cross. He was wearing a sleeveless, light yellow turtleneck, and his pants were also light yellow. His cothurnus were golden with a pair of bloody red, Celtic crosses each. He looked at the bright sky with a smile.

"I am ready to fight, Ushuriel." He thought. "This time, I am the one chasing you down."

He sat on the floor and closed his eyes in a meditation posture. He took a deep breath and got concentrated in the image of Ushuriel.

"Dream Walk Path!" He thought.

In Melchior's mind, countless Auras appeared in the middle of a golden background. Ushuriel's Aura was the nearest. He had no idea of what he was going to do next. A smile came to Melchior's face: he could see it all. Ushuriel was already at Jasmine's, and he had knocked her down. Morgan was holding a crossbow full of silver bolts. Ushuriel was smiling at him, and his face was pure evil. Melchior saw Jasmine's mother lying on the ground with blood coming out of her neck - she was dead, no doubt.

Melchior focused on Ushuriel only, and the dream walking process was beginning - he opened his eyes, which were now golden, and focused all his efforts into invading Ushuriel's mind.

"You will go down!" Melchior thought before falling into the darkness brought by Ushuriel.



Ushuriel put his hands in his head and shook it violently, trying to get rid of Elemental Alchemist. Morgan was breathing with difficulty, holding the crossbow with fright. His body was covered in his mother's blood. He looked at Ushuriel with panic as the Vampire ran out of the room, trembling and screaming with anger.

"BEGONE!" He growled. " BEGONE!"

Suddenly, Ushuriel fell in his knees; his arms fell and his eyes became golden. Morgan appeared seconds after the strange event, still on panic.

"What the hell?!" He said breathless. He took a deep breath. "I hope this witchcraft is yours, Melchior.Only you are a match for Ushuriel."

Morgan started breathing rapidly in order to calm himself down. He kept holding the crossbow, ready to shoot, if necessary.  He was hoping Melchior helped him, and so Elemental Alchemist did.

He entered Ushuriel's mind and was ready to make it his own arena.


Deep inside Ushuriel's mind, there was a rainforest. It was dark and lifeless. The trees had black trunks and violet leaves. There were plenty human and animal bones in the ground. Some skeletons were complete, and other were not.

In the middle of that deadly forest, lied Elemental Alchemist. His clothes gave the place some light, driving attention to himself and allowing him to see something in that wicked darkness.

"Come at me, Ushuriel!" Melchior screamed. "I know you are here!"

"I am everywhere, kid."

Melchior clenched his fists when he heard Ushuriel's voice. Suddenly, the large Vampire appeared in front of him, separated by five meters of sterile soil.

"Welcome to my mind, Melchior." Ushuriel said mischievously. "Didn't your foster mother teach you good manners? It is not polite to invade one's mind, youngster." The Vampire also clenched his fists. He was ready for a fight.

"It is not polite to attempt to murder your only child either." Melchior replied with anger. "Why do people always get at me? Am I really that bad?"

"No." Ushuriel replied. "No, you aren't. In fact, you seem brighter and far more powerful than your fellow companions. You're also a good person."

"Then why are you guys chasing me down?!" Melchior asked. "Why are you trying to murder me and my friends?! What did I ever do to you?! I had no clue you guys existed! Why me?!"

"I am not chasing you because I want, Melchior." Ushuriel sadly replied. "I am chasing you because Mirabelle sees no other path. You, on the other hand, are proving me wrong, and I am glad about it."

"Why do you obey Mirabelle?" Melchior asked. "Aren't you a powerful Vampire?"

"Yes, sir. The most powerful of my core." Ushuriel replied, slowly nodding his head.

"Then why you take orders from her?!" Melchior asked. "Why are you doing something you clearly don't want?!"

"Because I have an allegiance with her. Moreover, I loved, love and always will love Mirabelle." Ushuriel answered serious. "All Vampires have to obey Warlocks; Camazotz created us to protect the servants of Mictlantecuhtli, but I fell in love with the one who holds me to my oath. From that love, you were brought to this world. I am your father and Mirabelle is your mother."

Melchior's eyes widened; his countenance showed Ushuriel that his was both terrified and surprised.

"It cannot be..." Melchior whispered.

"Since you are in my mind, youngster, would you like me to show you how was it?" Ushuriel said, extending his left hand to Melchior. "Would you like to find out when and where you were born?"

Melchior hesitated.

"No tricks?" Elemental Alchemist asked.

Ushuriel closed his eyes and gave him a mischievous smile. "No tricks at all. Only the truth. Follow me, youngster."

Melchior nodded his head, agreeing with Ushuriel.

"I'll tell you everything." Ushuriel said. "Everything..."

To Be Continued...                                                                                                         

- Obscura Nox -

That night, Melchior couldn't do what he wanted - have a great time with Jasmine, as he used to do in either Guatemala or El Salvador with the girls he liked, even if it was for a brief moment.

In his bat form, he flew high above Port Royal, seeking for peace and enlightenment, which he would hardly find considering his mental state. He was too confused to understand things. Why him? Why?


Somewhere near Guatemala City, Guatemala

Outside Guatemala City, there lied a dark, abandoned manor, inhabited by a couple of villains we now know well.

"Mirabelle! I am home!"

It was Ushuriel; he had a smile on his face, despite he knew what was going to happen to the one he brought with him. He had a large rug on his left shoulder; on the moment he reached the center of the living room, Mirabelle appeared descending the stairs with a bored countenance.

"What do you want?" She asked.

"I've got a nice surprise for you!" Ushuriel said, happily. "I've brought you... Melchior!"

With that said, he put the rug on the floor and unwrapped it, revealing an unconscious Elemental Alchemist, which made Mirabelle reveal a sadist smile. She then met Ushuriel in the center of the room.

"Excellent!" She licked her crimson an black lips, ready to begin. "Now... We just do what should have been done 16 years ago..."

"Are you sure?" Ushuriel asked serious. "Once done, it cannot be undone; if it's the worst decision, you won't be able to undo it. Think about it."

"Never had I had to think about it, Ushuriel" Mirabelle said, angry. "And I'd remain that way if you had allowed me to do things as they should have been done. Nevermind..." She was looking now to Melchior. "Being the most powerful amongst my core, I've learned a spell which tear most of the beings from your kin apart, Ushuriel. Watch it closely."

The Vampire obeyed, stepping thrice away from Mirabelle. She raised her hands above her forehead; her eyes began to glow in a purple tone.

"Memento Mori!" She screamed.

The floor beneath 'Melchior' started to boil. The Blue Moon Knight slowly started to wake up, but it was going to be of no use, for the boiling floor started to expel silver, which made Ushuriel retreat violently.

"What?" 'Melchior' slowly asked.

The boiling silver then embraced the foul creature, which started to scream in agony. Following this action, the melted silver cooled down into spikes, which pierced the undead, causing the purple blood to spread in all directions. To finish her death sentence, Mirabelle snapped her fingers and the deadly, silver imprisonment vanished.

Elemental Alchemist's limbs fell on the floor. His head, torso, arms and legs had been crushed and torn apart. His body rapidly became a violet dust - the final fate of a fallen Vampire. Mirabelle was smiling with her eyes half-closed.

"I think this ends the matter once and for all." She said, turning her back to the dust which once was Melchior. "Well, now we need to do the same with the rest."

"What?!" Ushuriel asked, bewildered.

"You heard me." Mirabelle said with a serious countenance. "Do you think they'll lie there while a friend of theirs died? They are too much of companions to do so. They'll come after us. Regarding that spell, dear Ushuriel of mine, fear not: it wouldn't be able to kill you, even with that amount of silver. You are too strong for this spell to work."

Mirabelle left the living room, going upstairs. She was going to sleep, no doubt. Ushuriel knelt near the dust with a gloomy countenance.

"I don't think they deserve such fate." He said. "I don't think you are dead as well..."

He looked to the full moon with determination.

"I still feel you, Melchior Raven-Hayes."

He closed his eyes in order to feel it better. As he was getting more and more focused on the image of Melchior, his mind seemed to be flying rapidly over the image of various Vampires which inhabited Central America. Most of them had bloody red Auras, but some Auras varied in color, being sometimes blue, grey and even golden, but only one Aura had a color which none had: bloody red.

"!!!" Ushuriel violently opened his eyes, surprised. He took a breath and slowly sighed, smiling afterwards. "There you are, young Children of the Night."

The bloody red Aura was somewhere in Jamaica, and it belonged to Elemental Alchemist. Ushuriel slowly stood up, staring at the full moon.

"Well, it has been a while since I went to Jamaica." He said. "I think I deserve a vacation; I'll pay you a visit, dear Melchior."

At that moment, Ushuriel was engulfed in darkness and came out of it as an enormous bat, which rapidly flew away from that gothic, isolated, abandoned manor.


Port Royal, Jamaica

Melchior found somewhere to stay; somewhere empty and dark, which none would come for him. He was sitting on a swing at a playground. There was nobody with him or near him. Nobody to ask questions; nobody to understand his pain.

While he slowly swung, memories came into his mind: his childhood as a circus illusionist, which gave him almost no true friendships, for he kept moving from town to town in order to get money for his family. The abuse came just as quick as the joy of doing magical tricks. While remembering playing with Kimi, he also remembered being hit by Lucia many times. His foster brother also called him many names. For them, he certainly was evil; Melchior was a demon and a servant, nothing else.

He closed his eyes and a thin tear came out of one of them. Until that day, he had held all his tears, for the scars he bore in his body still hurt him. He was always in pain, and sports and his friends were the only thing that were able to keep the pain away.

"If I didn't have Kimi and the others in my life..." Melchior thought. "I don't think I'd have made through this day."

He sighed and looked at the sky.

"The only reason I went to Tikal that day... Was to die, no doubt." He said, remembering the day he met Anael and Thalas. "I didn't want to use my powers on that people - It would have been a coward victory, no doubt.  Perhaps, I wanted them to hit me, to find me and hunt me down, for I had always felt like a wild animal or even a demon, which deserves no life.  I guess... I guess I just wanted to feel free once in my life... Just once..."

He stared at the full moon. In his mind, the memories of that amount of youngsters with weapons, ready to fight until the last one of them. A smile came into his face when he remembered seeing an injured Anael, and using his powers to heal him.

"That day, I didn't do a trick - I did magic, the real stuff." He thought. "Anael was very receptive, but Thalas... He certainly wanted, and sometimes still wants to get me killed. These two may not know, but they didn't save my life - they gave me one."

He stood up feeling quite better than before. A mischievous smile appeared in his face.

"It doesn't matter how I am going to get through this, but I will." He said determinated. "I have been living through hell for quite a long time and I am still on my feet. I have to get through this not only for me, but for my friends. For my soul family, which had been there all times for  me."

The Salvadorian mage looked at the sky one last time before becoming a bat; if he had only looked to his left before, he would have seen him.


The large Salvadorian Vampire was looking at him behind a couple of trees, and he had a wicked smile in his face.

"Very clever, youngster." He said to himself. "Your next move, nevertheless, wasn't so bright.  I hope the ones who sheltered you are able to handle a Vampire properly, or else..."


Kimi and Kaiser's Home, Guatemala City, Guatemala

The first sunlight rays started illuminating the living room by the time Elite Dragon and the other Blue Moon Knights had finally awaken. They all seemed dazzed and confused, and their memories were more like a blur. All of them fell on their knees, feeling a strong headache.

"Ouch! My head!" Kaiser complained. "What the hell happened?!"

"I don't know!" Maya said slowly and confused. "The last thing I recall was... Oh... A strong wind and then... Just... Darkness, or something."

Thalas was just walking by the door, trembling, when Anael finally opened his eyes. There was a voice, a known voice, echoing restlessly in his head.

'We Vampires do more than suck blood and sleep in coffins. We can read minds, sneak into your dreams and control your nightmares. Yes! The true power of a Vampire lies deep down his wicked mind. Soon, you all will fall asleep... And shall never see Melchior again...'

"Dios mio!" Elite Dragon shouted, driving all attentions to him.

'Soon, you all will fall asleep... And shall never see Melchior again...'

"What was it?" Thalas and Kimi simultaneosly asked.

"Ushuriel paid us a visit." Anael said with seriousness and anger. "He caught Melchior's clone."

"So... It worked?" Altagracia asked, looking to her brother.

"Apparently, it did." Anael replied not so happy.

"So, what do we do now?" Kaiser asked. "Ushuriel seems very powerful; he won't be tricked for long."

"Neither him nor Mirabelle." Thalas commented, crossing his arms over his chest. "We don't have much time. We've got to defeat them as soon as possible."

"Agreed." Hissed Anael. "But I don't think we, who use melee, stand a good chance against her. " He said, pointing at himself, Thalas and Kaiser. "I believe our ladies have better chances against Mirabelle." He finished his speech, pointing at Altagracia and Maya.

"Us?" Maya asked, surprised. "You sure? I mean, my powers are Darkness-based! Altagracia is the only one who masters Light!"

"Exactly." Anael said with a mischievous smile. "But my sister is still a newbie at magical domain; you, Maya, however, is quite a master, and will be more than able to help and assist mi rayo de Sol. Can I trust on you?"

Maya stood there in silence for a moment. While quiet, she remembered all things she had lived until that point. She remembered when she tried to steal Anael's Shaman-stone; if she had been successful, Elite Dragon would have perished.

"Now, he trusts me." She thought, looking into his eyes, which were already reptilian. A determinate smile came into her face. "I am ready to honor his trust."

"So, Black Witch, what say you?" Anael asked.

"I'll do it." She answered. "Lotus Flower, come with me. I'll teach you some things before our fight."

"On the meantime, Kaiser and I will try to track Ushuriel down." Elite Dragon said. "Thalas and Kimi, I think you guys should follow Altagracia and Maya in case they need extra fire power. Understood?"

"Yes, sir!" Thalas and Kimi replied.

"So, Knights... Let the Heart give us its blessings... Corazón de Guatemala!"

As Elite Dragon spoke his last sentence with bravery, the Heart started to glow as intense as it had ever been; all Knights were involved in its Quetzal-shaped, turquoise light, which gave them their heroic outfits. They were ready to go full throttle.

To Be Continued...

- Secrets of the Dark -

Meanwhile, in Jamaica, Melchior had absolutely no idea of what was happening in Guatemala. It happened about two hours after Mirabelle's speech to Lucia. Melchior was at Jasmine's, lying on his bed.

"Well, it seems life is perfect fine here..." He thought with a shy smile. "Jasmine has a perfect family, and doesn't seem to want to trade it for anything. I wish I had that kind of life..."

He was looking to the window; it was a full moon night, which made Elemental Alchemist smile mischievously. He slowly stood up with a confident smile.

"For the night is only a child..." He started saying. "... I am going out."

He looked at the mirror, which was on the right side of the room, and saw no reflection of himself. Yet he looked gloomy at first, his smile rapidly came back.

"Well, I can get used to that!" He commented. "Right now, there's only one reflection which will matter to me."

He then snapped his left hand's fingers, conjuring a new outfit for him - a dark red social blouse with dark denim pants and black shoes. Then, he checked out on himself, brushing his teeth, which were sharper than they had ever been, and combing his hair with his fingers.

Then, Melchior left the guest room and went to Jasmine's. He was about to knock on her door when Morgan surprised him.

"Where do you think you are going, young vampire?" Morgan asked with his arms crossed.

Melchior turned around in order to respond. Morgan was wearing no shirt, only dark grey pants. He looked slightly more intimidating than before. He was looking at Melchior with a mischievous countenance, ready to hear Elemental Alchemist's reply.

"Well..." Melchior started, slightly embarrassed. "I was thinking about going out with your sister, if that's okay to you."

Morgan widened his eyes before laughing.

"Oh, I see what you want to do there, young man!" He said with a smile. "Well, I think you can. However, I want to discuss a few things with you guys prior to your night out, alright?"

"I am okay with that." Melchior replied happily. "Let's talk to Jasmine then."

Morgan nodded affirmatively, letting Melchior knock on Jasmine's door. He knocked thrice, and she opened with a smile, despite her tiredness. She was wearing a large, white sleeping gown.

"Hello, boys!" She said, smiling. "What do you want?"

"Do you have the grimoire at hand?" Morgan asked, serious. "I need it, for we have things to talk to Melchior... Who also has something for you?"

Jasmine looked mischievously at Melchior, laying her body near the door.

"Someone wants to enjoy the Jamaican night, I can see that." She winked at Melchior, who blushed. "I'd love to join you, Melchior."

"I didn't even had to ask!" He laughed. "I am awesome!"

The two Jamaican people laughed. Jasmine let them enter on her room; Melchior and Morgan sat on her bed while she opened her closet to get the grimoire.

"Well, Maya said it is the Ecliptic Grimoire." She handed it to Morgan, who carefully opened it. "It is basically a Dark Magic book; it contains several darkness spells and summons - specially undead. This, Melchior, was the book Eclipse against you, Blue Moon Knights."

"Wow!" Melchior and Morgan said, impressed.

"It is amazing the amount of information it bears, sister!" Morgan commented. "Go on."

"Alright!" Jasmine replied, smiling. "It contains the spell part and the historical part - yes, it contains information about the undead. Some can be summoned, and others cannot.  Ye Vampires are on the non-summon list, they still are studied here, and a conjurer can summon something similar to it."

"Wait a moment!" Melchior interrupted. "Are you saying... Maya didn't really did a copy of me?"

"Well..." Jasmine started. "Unfortunately, yes. Vampires are complex undead, they cannot be summoned so easily. Only deities can do it properly. I assume Maya did an elemental which bears your characteristics, but does not behave like a Vampire."

"How wonderful..." Melchior ironically replied.

"Don't worry, Melchior." Morgan intervened. "Maya seems to be quite powerful, and I think her trick will work. So, let's move to Vampires - tell us about them, Jasmine. Tell us about... Maya Vampires."

"Alright!" Jasmine said once more, excited. "Maya Vampires are a creation of Camazotz, the Maya Bat-God. At first, they were believed to be bats who took human form when dying, since their souls have the same destination as humans'."

"Xibalba!" Melchior completed.

"Exactly!" Morgan replied. "However, since Camazotz was never able to get out of Xibalba, he needed something - or someone - to be his eyes in land. So, he used dead bats to do his trick. His magic is far more powerful than any so-called 'Necromancer' ever had,  therefore he is not only able to give life to dead - he can also shape their form."

"That's why Vampires can shift their shape into their bat forms!" Melchior concluded.

"Smart kid. You are learning it." Morgan complimented with a smile. "Keep going, Jas."

"Well, this is the origin of the first Vampire ability - shape shifting." Jasmine said. "Vampires needed to reach long distances in a short period of time, so that Camazotz could see it all, but also needed to be aware of human activity without jeopardizing their lives - yours and human's. Now, first question: why night? Why daylight bothers Vampires so much?"

"Their power comes from Xibalba." Melchior said, reflexive. "And Xibalba is a dark, hostile place. Light brings the opposite, this is why it hurts me... Them... So much."

"Exactly." Jasmine said. "Light brings life, happiness, comfort and all types of good. Light is also the symbol of whatever is holy or belongs to the world of the Living, and that's why Vampires get sunburn in a way which leads to their death - the Light reveals it all, and revealing the unholy is part of its power."

"This is the reason why Altagracia heals me no more!" Melchior concluded once more.

"Yes." Morgan said. "Whatever is holy cannot have any effects over an unholy existence. Jasmine, I assume you have more to say."

"Indeed, I have." Jasmine kept talking. "Vampires own a wicked mind - they have mental powers. They are able to read minds, control dreams, manipulate thoughts and enhance nightmares. Since they are creatures of Xibalba, they are able to twist and torture souls,  yet they cannot command it."

"Do they can foresee events?" Melchior asked.

Morgan looked at him, surprised.

"You are a foreseer?!" He asked, shocked. "Vampires do not hold this ability - Warlocks do!"

"Warlocks?" Melchior asked. "What are those?"

"Well, Warlocks are evil magicians, Melchior." Jasmine said. "Yet their powers are as dark as Vampires', they come from a different source: the god of the Dead, Mictlantecuhtli. They are all born Warlocks, you cannot become one... Unless Mictlantecuhtli does it to you. Mostly, they rely on Vampires to keep them safe, for their bodies are fragile, despite their enormous amount of power. They also may reveal who they are more easily, so the Vampire must keep them on the right path, so to speak. Funny thing you have a Warlock ability. Coincidence, maybe?"

"I don't know..." Melchior sadly responded. "Everything is so confusing for me..."
Jasmine came closer to Melchior, sitting on his side; she put her hand in his shoulder and looked at him with care.

"We will help you figure things out." She said. "Now, we know Vampires have mental abilities, weakness against light and holy-based magic, shape-shifting abilities and need blood to live on. What else?"

"Well, all Vampires have an Aura, so to speak." Morgan said reflexive. "Vampires can sense each other, and each Vampire has a unique aura. It is like our fingerprints. Moreover, they do have fluids,  but they are all made out of Cobalt and Lead composts; so, yes, they can breed. Vampires get pregnant, just like humans do. Here it says that a Vampire must breed with another Vampire only. However, if he or she had a deeper relationship with another Warlock, something would happen. Something really, really bad would come to life - or destroy both of them in the process."

"Hold on a second!" Melchior interrupted Morgan. "Are you saying that... I am no mere Vampire?!"

"Well, this was implicit." Morgan answered. "Ordinary is something you are not, Melchior. You have powers beyond any regular Magician's abilities, and you have features which other Vampires don't share. In other words..."

"What?!" Melchior replied, shocked. "Are you saying I..."
Melchior stopped talking. Morgan was right! He was no mere Vampire after all!

"Mirabelle..." Melchior whispered. "She said... She gave me my name!"

"Who's she?" Jasmine asked.

"The most powerful Warlock the world has ever seen." Morgan answered, giving Jasmine the grimoire. "Here, there is a profile of her. It seems she has a Vampire of her own - the mightiest, strongest living Maya Vampire..."

"...Ushuriel." Melchior replied with his eyes wide open. "Him and Mirabelle... No, no, no... It cannot be!"
Morgan looked at Jasmine and then to Melchior. He understood what the Salvadorian Vampire had concluded.

"It is the only way." Morgan said. "It is the only answer; it took longer for you to become a Vampire, and you were born a Magician. Moreover, you have foreseer abilities and clairvoyant treats that only Warlocks bear. There's no doubt in my mind, Melchior Raven-Hayes, that Mirabelle and Ushuriel are your biological parents. It's the only justification."

Melchior looked at Morgan shocked, angry and confused.

"No!" He screamed, standing up. "It cannot be!"

Right before their eyes, Melchior ran into the window, became a bat and flew away, completely lost. His whole life had been turned upside down. How was he going to get through it?

To be Continued...

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