Jon follows me as I head her way. He sees where I am headed and ask in a slightly worried tone, "What are you planning ?"

I smile at him, "I am going to feel out the Bad Captain and maybe make her a pet, like you." Broader smile.

He shakes his head, "She does not share our taste and I really don't want to break her as she is one of the best tacticians on the seas, which is why she is my captain and so very expensive."

"So no one has been able to beat your price ?" I grin mischievously.

He points out, "You don't own any ships."

I shrug, "Actually I do, they are just in storage at the moment. Though most are on the small side."

"Like rowboats or small sail boats ?" he ask curiously.

"Most, but I got one or two larger ones. Magical storage you see. Shrink them to the size of a toy and put them on a shelf. Makes them so much easier to keep track of." he slowly nods, "Makes since. You know that shrinking of stuff, if it can be done long term has potential in my business."

I nod, "I make wands with the power in them. I can sell you one for say 25 gold."

He almost trips over his feet, "HOW MUCH ?"

I shrug, "100 uses, large or small items. Individually the spell cost about 15 gold to cast it. So if I sold it like that I could ask for 1500 gold in total, and that's just for the spell, not for my time of service or other expenses of hiring me."

He slowly nods, "Ok I can see it from that point of view, still 25 gold is allot."

"Actually they normally sell for a different price." I confide, "Back in the day and all"

He grins, "Thought so, how about I get that deal ?"

Looking uncertain and sideways at him, "You certain ?"

Captain Nasty has only heard the last few sentences but I can see her trying to get his attention and tell him don't do it. He either is ignoring her or does not see her, only seeing the illusion of lower price in his mind's eye.

He nods, certain, "Yes. How much ?"

I grin, "150 gold"

He blanches and comes to a complete halt in shock as the Captain shakes her head even as I come up to her, "You saw it coming didn't you ?"

She nods, "I have heard such 'deals' before. How it's worded and the persons own greed outweighing their common sense. Provided they have much to start with."

I nod, "I like you. You have a good head on your shoulders."

She grins and shakes her head, "What was he trying to swindle you out of ?"

"Magic wand." I reply.

She grins, "Basic, real magical wands start around 100 gold and go up from there."

I think that over, "Well mine are pretty old. Some of them Centuries old in fact. Besides I like him so I originally offered it to him for 25 gold. But I could be nasty about it and add in all kinds of fee's and such upping the price if I wanted to play mean."

She ticks off on her fingers, "Handling fee, storage fee, transport fee, labor fee, to name a few."

I nod, "Yep, I may be a bit touched but I am not stupid. Though most notice the touched part. I like him so I can't be all there in the head."

She grins and nods, "Oh so you are aware of that then." she smirks and cuts off a giggle.

I shrug, "I hear what people around me say. I also tend to act more crazy around the everyday people to make myself seem at least amusing or at most well insane. I do insane rather well actually."

She nods, "Insane usually gets you left alone. Very few mess with the insane. Then add in you know magic and that takes things to a whole new level of scary." I nod, "You understand, Miss Nasty ?"

She grins, "Yes, and I Earned that name through hard work and bad attitude. Cross me and I put a sword through you." I smile at her.

"I like you, your fun. And I would probably enjoy that, depending on where you put it. Provided you could actually hit me. I have on enough magical defenses to stop an army, trust me on that, I have done it."

Jon is shaking his head, "Nancy before you get in a pissing match with her. She scares Lady Patrick, allot."

The Nasty looks Very surprised to hear that. Lady Patrick, apparently around here is someone no one likes to cross.

Nancy explains it to me, "She is very rich, has her own army and then those 2 vampires at her beck and call. What makes you so scary ?"

I just smile and flex my Presence up to Majesty level for a moment. Stood straighter and added a touch of Scary to my expression to. She found herself moments from dropping to her knees and begging forgiveness. Jon who is next to me gets a hard on. That peek of power turns the old scoundrel on. I may have to see how far I can push that at some point, during sex or when I want it. Then I slouch slightly, like I normally do and let the effect fade.

Nancy is still shaking, "oh that kind of power. ok I think I need to change my undergarments." looking at Jon, "and no I don't need any help."

I pout, "Aw and I was going to offer."

She gives me a surprised look and I shrug, "I like boys and girls. Mixed groups, etc."

She slowly backs off then hurriedly walks away.

I look at Jon, "Oh yes, I think I will make her a pet. She will be fun. Get her fully under my power and we can all fuck to. Won't that be fun."

He smirks, "Yes it will. I flirted with her but never really acted on that sort of thing as I don't want to break her."

I nod, "Oh I don't want to break her either. I just enjoy strong people. Which reminds me, Jase the mage who was with Jubilee, she is mine. Has been under my power for a while. Nice inside person to have. Though I am going to have to break her of some bad habits."

He takes a deep breath, "Does she know about me yet ?"

I grin and shake my head, "Though I think you’re the more dangerous of the two. She is an Academic type mage. I have read over their spell books, and notes. It's a wonder any of them get past cantrips. They actually teach people to Fear magic. Which is stupid, unless you're on the receiving end of a curse or combat spell. Respect sure, that is just common sense."

He grins at me, "You are very close to ranting on it I take it."

I sigh, "Pet peeve. I love magic, always have. learning it, working it, teaching it, etc. But when some arrogant, self-important group comes along and starts trying to make people afraid of it, so it limits the number of spell casters in the world, trying to control people with that kind of fear. I want to hunt down the leaders and remove important organs from them. Starting with the Skin and moving inward. And the Skin is an organ, it does a lot more than just hold your insides in."

I leave out a bit about how it taste lightly roasted as I am not sure he is ready for that just yet. Sure he is heartless and evil, but there are all kinds of levels of evil.

I like that he takes my word on things. I know allot, mostly as I am well educated and come from a technologically advanced people. Still I try not to pollute the world to much with the sciences I know. Little Chemistry, little Alchemy, the occasional explosive. Nothing major though.

"Jon if you try to warn her against me, I will not be nice to you."

He smirks, "oh like what ?"

"No booty calls ?"

He frowns, he likes those, "That is just wrong. Controlling a man by his drives."

I grin, "Well women have been doing it for thousands of years. Ever since the first woman discovered that power."

He nods, "and here we are, more evolved than ever and still slaves to it. Damn it all."

I snicker, "Women are affected by it to. Some more so than others. I hate going without sex for long periods of time and am not beyond getting it the same way as you did when you found me."

He grins, "Yeah I like that about you to." I shake my head and sigh, "People like us are a rare and strange bunch to be sure. "

His grin widens a touch and he gives me that scoundrel leer I so enjoy seeing. I just smile and shake my head, "One of these days, the way we like to play, one of us is going to end up dead, or more likely undead in your case."

He shrugs, "I can imagine worse fates. Hell I done worse to others."

I nod, "I can imagine and so have I. We are two of a pair. pair of what though I have not figured out." I give him a peck on the cheek, "I got to go see about making myself a new place to live. I am considering one of those stone towers. The upper floors are empty and with a little work I can make them safer and livable for myself."

He shrugs, "If it were anyone else I would warn them away. Places have been slowly falling apart for years and the town council seemed bent on letting them for some reason."

"Probably a symbolic move as this area used to house a prison." I tell him, he looks surprised. I point to this temple, "That place, all kinds of cells under it made to hold mages. There is now a temple to an evil god down there now. Still don't know who the temple on top is to. I don't have much use for gods anymore."

He nods, "The upper temple is to the Brothers, Myrm and Seth. Myrm is Agriculture, healing, and co-existence between rural and wild where Seth is Merchants, sea and water travel and unknown to but a few, pirates. Both are Neutral Powers and that is why they are tolerated here. You would not know to look around this place, but there are small farms in those woods as well as all the gardens around the town. They are Myrm's priest doing. It's not all that surprising they have an evil god in the basement though. There have always been rumors of a 3rd brother, a black sheep of the family whom they hid away from the world cause he was always up to one form of mischief or another."

I frown, "They were kidnapping mages and draining their blood in some crazy, half assed attempt to take over all the worlds magic. Using blood magic, which they clearly do not understand any more than the runes they are using."

"DRETH!" he swears.

I give him a questioning look.

"Dreth is the God who has time and time again tried to wipe out all the mages so His faithful could rule the magic of the world. Never going to work though as other gods won't allow it and Dreth never has understood how magic works. Hm, so he is the 3rd brother. I would not admit to knowing him either." he ends.

I nod, "Right, well I now have a new hobby, Dreth priest torture and well if I could catch this so called god I would Bleed him out. See how he likes it." I pout. Here I thought I could Finally retire from the Gods manipulations, wrong again. HUGE SIGH.

I leave him to his work and head back in to town. I spot the vamps and their thralls but they are busy with the merchants who tried to take over the docks. I Almost make it past them when one points at me, "She is the mage they hired to threaten us."

Lady P looks at me and sighing waves me over. I come just to clear things up.

"Yellow, what's up ?" I state with a slightly mad look.

"Did the dock people hire you to threaten these people in to handing over their shops to the dock workers ?" She ask sullenly.

I shake my head, "No. These people showed up and tried to bully the remaining captains and ship owners in to giving them control of the docks And their ships. Then got all pissy when I stood by my man. Then Captain Nancy came back towing in two new ships. They saw the extra muscle arriving and ran away."

A fat merchant growls, "She is Lying my Lady!"

She turns to him, "Oh shut up! I already knew you were lying before but to say so in front of this woman and then try to so poorly manipulate me. Not worth my time."

Old woman merchant to Abigale, "Can't you do anything about her." nods at me.

Both vamps look at me then back at the crowd, "Nope. She is the most powerful, individual either of us has ever met. She is too dangerous for us to cross. So we chose not to cross her."

Smith, "But you have an Army!"

I grin widely, "So do I and they don't want me calling on them. You people would not like it either."

Merchants look confused all but one. That one suddenly Gets an idea and mutters, "Necromancy."

The others look at him, "What ?" the smith ask.

"Necromancy, the powers used to control the dead and undead. She could, if she is as powerful as the Lady believes, call up an army of the dead. And there are a Lot of dead around here given this lands history." he states.

I move up next to him, "Oh I like you. So which shop is yours ?"

Wanna be mage (big guy), "He owns the glass and mirror shop. The one with the Glassteel window and mirrors on display behind it."

I nod, "And your wrong about the nature of my army. I don't deal in necromancy. No, I use Golems. Iron Golems, Stone Golems, Clay Golems, etc. I got them planted all over the region. I give the word, they get up and stomp through your little armies. I am more an Enchantress than almost anything else. Though I do love magic in almost all its forms. Loath zombies though. Nasty things those, so only spells I got for them put them down."

Lady P (thinking I am bluffing, and I may be, in one of my dreams I built or helped build and army of clay and stone golems, but as with anything in my life, it could have happened or just been a dream) "Yes. All those old statues in the forest and the great swamps and similar. She can bring them to life and I for one do not want to waste my man power fighting those things."

I grin at her, "Well if you excuse me, I am off to find a new lair as my last one was set on fire earlier tonight." I glare at the shop keepers who all shuffle back and look in any direction I am not. "So nice to see you again. You all have a nice night."

I walk off.

I manage to make it to a stone tower but after climbing the outer wall to the roof I realize it's not the same one I was looking at earlier. It is in far worse shape and much smaller. Lots of mold to. As a point of order for Public health (and cause I can't stand the smell) I cast a few mold removal spells. In almost no time the tower reeks so much less like a standing sewer. I look it over, make sure I did not miss anything nasty and when satisfied I leave it and head to the Other tower, which I saw from the top of this one.

Once there I walk around the outside and work out what I can do to get it set up safer for me and to a lesser extent, the others living here.

I note a few bad holes and actually see someone has set up some old boards to keep one wall from falling inward but those are old and don't have much strength left in them.

I dial through my bracelet looking for ideas. One thing that gets me about this thing is it sometimes Changes options. Like if something does not exist in this world then that item is replaced. Sometimes with something actually useful, sometimes not. This time I find a Lovely selection of Masonry (stone walls) where the Marriage Licenses used to be. I examine the selection then measure the needed wall spaces as best I can before trying to summon something that will work. I end up with heavy granite blocks held in place with some kind of concrete. They fill the hole nicely and then wrap around the sides of the building adding a new layer of defense and plugging holes as well. That was Completely unexpected and as I set to read what happened someone, behind me yells, "HEY! You're not allowed to do that!"

I turn and there is this short, ill kept human male, "Why not ?"

"Town council declared these towers are to come down and no repairs are allowed on them."

I stare at him a long moment, "Most of the town council Died earlier tonight. Or did you miss that riot ? Vampire showed up and tried to take over the town. She had most the leaders and town council killed before some god showed up and set her on fire, freeing those under her spell. As such there is no Town council any more. Anyway I am taking over this structure and I will fix it up as I please. "

Stolen from Royal Road, this story should be reported if encountered on Amazon.

He scoffs, "Not the present town council you fool, the Founders of the town!"

I look at him, "Well then I will be sure to pee on their graves after I finish rebuilding this place in to my new home."

He runs off. Probably to get help I am thinking. I go back to finding out why I got way more wall than I thought I called for. I find it is 'cast at 20th level' and has an effect of 1/4inch thickness and 20 square feet per level area of effect. I work this out to be up to 5ft thick and 160,000 square feet (or 400 feet to a side or how ever I want to work it), as I set it up for 40ft high but did not specify anything else it wrapped itself around a good portion of the tower (4000 feet around total). I am only lucky it did not cover the main entrance. Though it does come within an inch of that and now the main entrance is about 6ft deep (the doors to it long gone and wide open.)

I calculate the average interior ceiling / floor area to be roughly 15ft high. So 40ft covers about 1/3rd the 3rd floor. After that I now have a 5ft ledge going around the building at that height. I use a function on the bracelet to make a couple minute adjustments, one turning that ledge in to a slope so no grappling hooks can attach or people can walk around on it. Then I adjust the door area a little and thin the walls a touch to make a stone floor in the new opening (walls now 4ft thick) and the entrance is only 8ft wide and 9ft tall. I pull out an Iron door (with frame and locks) and put that in to the entrance space. I angled the Top of the entrance so it slopes down to the door so I can put a skylight over the door for added light. (Glassteel window from the bracelet - 4ft wide x 2ft tall - lets in light and heat but nothing else).

Remarkably all the squatters slept through all my magical construction. That or no one is home.

As a nice gesture to those living here. I put in a new ladder to the second floor and clean the stairs as well (very narrow, right hand twist, defender stairs). As I am walking around thinking about how to improve on the place it hits me how quiet it is in here. I then start to pay attention to the few tents or hobo shelters and I note they are empty. Looks like they vacated in haste to. I wonder why ?

A knock on the iron door attracts my attention and I pop down and open it up. Outside is an old, grumpy, highly mutated gangrel and a smug looking little man, "Not all the old council is dead." he practically crows.

The gangrel glares at him and he backs off, "Well he is right on that. We ordered these places to come down. No repairs, just let time and vandals take them down so stop your repairs or Die."

I look him over, "Fuck off. These idiots set my home on fire earlier tonight, so I came here, found this place and am remaking it as my own. Push me child and I will END you."

He is half a second from going off when a voice calls, "GREGORY!" he stops and whirls about, seeing Lady P and her heard of hangers on as well as A Lot of scruffy looking mages in tow. She reaches us and he growls, "What do you want woman ?"

"To save your sorry hide." she states, "This woman is an Ancient and most likely could destroy you faster than the sun given the chance."

Gregory turns and looks at me, "What clan are you ?"

I grin, "Shadows"

"Never heard of it."

I shrug, "Not my problem. You want to die tonight keep pushing. I am so not in the mood for it. I am laying claim to this structure and if you try and stop me I will do it with your head mounted over the door."

He growls, leaps and I use a web garrote to slice off his head in one very fast and for me, easy move. His decaying body hits the floor even as I cast a preservation spell on his head to keep it from the same fate.

I look at the rest outside the door, "anyone else have a problem with my claim ?"

Lots of shaking heads and one shocked twit, "Not possible. He was the greatest warrior of all time." the little man states.

I look at the head, "Strange, does not look like Gilgamesh."

A few of the thralls and Gebralter chuckle at that. Others just look confused.

I think then conjure a pole and stick the head on it, "Hm, given his nature, probably need to dip this in a flame retardant resin before mounting it over the door." I look at Lady P, who looks a bit pale, well more so than usual. "Problem ?" she sighs, "We warned him. He ignored that warning and this is his fate. Though I never understood why they wanted these towers to just fade in to history the way they did."

I shrug, "Natural destruction. Let the land reclaim it, but taken to the extreme by trying to make it a law. Fanatics mentality really."

She nods though I don't think she really understands. "Well anyway." she turns to a large female thrall who looks, from my perspective, to have some distant Ogre blood in her ancestry. This woman hauls around a portable work station, with desk and file case. Lady P finds the correct paper work, signs something, fills in some things, then stamps them with a large official looking seal. These papers she hands to me. "Here, this officially gives you rights to the old towers as their owner. This includes the domain of houses and shops between the 3 towers. Ah, one of the towers is now 1 floor and being used by an apothecary who is one of Abigale's people. Please leave her in peace, she is a good sort really."

I look at Abigale, "Relative ?" she nods, I nod, "Ok then."

They hand me a map of the affected region to. I am impressed by it. "Why ?"

She sighs, "We owe you simply put. You rescued all these people, informed us of this temple of Dreth underneath the other temple and well took out that rogue child. Which I know was your right and responsibility. But you did it and made it appear some other force was behind it. Thus keeping our secrets from the wrong sort."

I nod to this zone, "Is this official Mortal record, or just right of hunting grounds stuff ?"

She grins, "Domain rules of our kind. The towers though, by mortal laws, such as exist in this place, are now yours to do with as you please. Though the far eastern tower has a mold problem because it was built over an oblique that ended up being part of the towns sewer network, so you may want to avoid it."

"Actually the smell from it was so bad I cast several mold removal spells on it earlier. Had I known about that Other problem I may have worked out something a little different." she nods and grins.

"Probably saved the locals from the next batch of diseases that hit every summer from that place." Gebralter says quietly.

I grimace and sigh.

"So why did everyone who was in here leave suddenly ?" I ask, looking more at the grieving little idiot than the others. But it's Magic Boy who answers me, "Because Caesar there is a known snitch to Gregory and when they heard him screaming at you they probably made tracks, expecting an angry vampire to show up and start randomly killing people. Like when someone several years ago shored up a wall. The people who did it were just adventurers passing through but he did not care, someone did it, the people responsible were long gone, so he made 'examples' out of the ones still there. He had a bad temper."

I nod, "I noticed. When his clan loose it they grow more animalistic features. Bad curse on their line that. Shows who has a short temper though really well."

I see some nods of sudden understanding. This was something many of them did not know.

Lady P looks skyward, "Well it is very late and been a very long day, so we will be on our way. I hope you enjoy your new home." she states in a tired way and the convoy departs.

I go back to working out how to use this place now. I do stop long enough to put up a sign stating this place is under new ownership / management but leave the door unlocked so the squatters can come back in. Of the head, its mounted at the moment in an old torch bracket with a simple 'no burn' spell on it which will keep it from burning for the next 24 hours. After that I hope to have the resin I need so I can laminate the head.

About 30 minutes before dawn the first of the homeless wander in and carefully look around. In the poor light they missed the head by the door. One sees me coming down the new ladder and ask, "Why are you not dead and splattered all over the walls ?"

I look around and shrug, "Cause I was faster than him and took his head in my first blow. It's in that old torch bracket where the front wall used to be. Please leave it alone, I am going to dip it in a resin later so it won't rot. Makes a much nicer trophy that way. Oh and Lady Patrick came by and signed this spot of land over to me. So this building is now legally mine. Though I have no problem with you all living on the bottom two floors like you were doing previously. Um, it's a bit darker now as I filled in the holes. Good part the building is more stable, bad part, darker to. Oh and I just finished blowing out all the chimneys so they should draw correctly I think. Not totally sure though so be careful with fires."

One fellow, looking thoughtfully at the new stone walls, "How thick are these walls ?"

"Depending on where you are at, at least 4ft to 7ft. Seeing as the old walls were 3ft thick to start with. If your thinking of making holes in my new walls, Don't."

He smirks, "What can you do about it ?"

New pretty female voice, "Well for one, I can see you roasting over a fire, as a chicken."

I don't recognize the voice or the face at first.

This pretty young woman in the stylish outfit carrying an obvious mage staff and belt with pouches and potions pretty much screams Mage to all who see her. It takes me a few minutes longer to figure out she is one of those I rescued earlier, "Oh your one of the mages I took from sir psychos' fun land earlier."

She smirks, "Yes. I figured if I followed Lady Pushy long enough she would lead me to you. I owe you for my rescue. Without your help I am sure I would have died down there. By the way, these three work for them. They catch mages and sell them to those monsters."

I nod, "ok, good to know. Guess they don't get to live then."

The talkative one pulls out a wand and points it at me, "Stupid mages think you're so special." he never got to finish his rant as I blinked forward and removed his head. His blood rains down on his companions, "Talking too much is not smart when dealing with someone like me who was trained as a Warrior before I took to magic." I state even as I kill the other two, taking my time so the last one knows about the warrior training right before my fist punched in to his chest and removed his heart. I sniff it, make a face then hand it to him before he falls over, "Nasty smell to this lot." I tell the stunned mage.

I look at her and smile, then point to my greaves, "Enchanted for speed and increased dexterity. Found them in a junk shop of all places. Amazing what sort of things you can find in such places." she slowly nods and gulps, "Guess you did not need my help then."

I shake my head, "I did not know they were part of the enemy, so yes I needed your help. Would you care for some tea ? I think I got some in one of my bags."

She indicates the mess, "Um"

I wave it off, "Later. The others who live here are expecting to find dead bodies so now they will. I am moving in to the 3rd floor." I turn and head up the ladder again, completely forgetting why I came down to start with.

She eventually follows though I suspect my complete callousness and lack of decorum is part of the reason she took so long.

She looks around the small set up I have so far. Simple bed, small table and 2 wooden chairs, table which I am setting up an alchemy lab on when she arrives.

"You are not a good person are you ?"

I glance back at her, "Unrepentantly evil, yes. I will do whatever I have to to survive. I have lived for a long time and plan on living a long time to come."

"You’re the kind of mage that gives the rest of us a bad name." she states. I turn and smile, "My dear, I am an Elder Vampire, none of us are Nice people. The older we get the darker we get. Except maybe the Salubari, they seem to have the knack of remaining pure."

She is suddenly Very afraid and looking back at the exit.

"If I was going to harm you I would have so by now." I point out.

She counters with, "Unless you planned on toying with me before doing something horrible to me."

I consider this and nod, "Good point, had not thought of it till you mentioned it. I been up and going for almost 2 days straight with no sleep. So am not at my best right now."

The next thing she knows her staff is by the fire place, she is sitting in a chair sipping warm tea. I am licking my wrist and looking contemplative.

What happened was pretty simple. I find her pretty and well Magical. So I easily took over her mind, had her put all her magical defense down and then come over to me and drink my blood. Then I made some herbal tea and had her sipping it till the taste of my blood faded from her tongue. She is on her 2cd cup. Me I have just been standing there and wondering why I did it that way. Normally I talk people in to it. Well except for Jase, but she already knew too much. I am surprised how easy it was for me to dominate her. Actually I am surprised I even have that power. Another thing to make me wonder how much memory I am missing and how old I really am.

"You feel better ?" I ask.

She stares at the tea, "This stuff is awful you know." I shrug, "Tea never goes bad, it just loses or changes flavor with age. I have no idea how long I have had that stuff. It was in a tin of tea's. I imagine they mixed in flavor after all this time."

She looks at me, "What happened ?"

I shrug, "We were talking and then suddenly you fell over. I have no idea why. I set you in that chair, got you some tea and then put your stuff by the wall. Been waiting for you to do more than sip tea for the last few minutes."

She nods slowly, "Guess I am not as recovered from that horrid place as I hoped I was. I should go."

"You can stay her if you want." I nod to the bed, "I got my own room set up above."

She looks confused, "You're going to sleep on the roof ?"

I grin, "I set up a structure there and was setting things up before I went down stairs … for that head. " I sigh, "Did not mean to leave it down there. Someone may vandalize it."

I pop down stairs just in time to see some idiot trying to set it on fire with a torch. I walk over and snatch it away, "Do you mind ? I don't need this destroyed after all the trouble I went through to remove it from its last owner."

They jump and in the torch light I see a group of middle class dressed teenagers. Their leader, smelling of cheap booze, "We are here to drive off all the homeless scum." he states.

I look at him and his equally drunk friends, "Your choice, leave now or die. I already took out this old vamp and those 3 assassins." I nod to the dead bodies just inside the door.

The middle kid, seeing them, throws up and all of them run away.

I move over and close the door before returning upstairs, "I am going to bed. Stay here or not, don't care. You will return when I call either way."

She looks scared, "Why ?"

I grin, "Cause we have met. It's all I need to know to summon someone, Zabolight."

She looks completely afraid, "How ?"

I sigh, "You wrote it on your spell book cover. Property of Zabolight, duh."

She looks at her book, sitting on the table and blushes, "oh, ok that was stupid of me."

"Get some rest child. I will see you later I am sure. I was hoping we could talk shop, I do love a good discussion on magic." I wink then vanish through the ceiling to my new oblong domed chamber, which has my tent set up inside it. I go in, crawl in to a comfy bed and fall fast asleep.

I dream of an army of beautiful, over sexed, magical girls at my loving command.