Days had passed, and still no sign of Pixle. Up until...

"Grandpa Afton! Grandpa Afton!"

"What is it, Starwatcher?" That's me. My name is Starwatcher Wonka.

"A stranger has come into the village looking for you, and Grandmother Belle." I answered.

You're probably wondering how this happened. Well, I'll tell you.

It was just a normal day, when...

"Excuse me, but do you know where I can find Michael Afton and Belle Wonka?" the stranger asked.

"Well, I can take you to Michael Afton, he's my grandfather. Follow me." The stranger followed me, but she wasn't running.

"Why aren't you running?"

"I don't feel like running, kid."

"Oh, that's alright I'll just get him for you."

"Thank you."

While I was gone, the stranger was doing some thinking.

If he's Michael's grandson, then that means he must belong to either Nova or Phoenix. she thought.

"Here she is grandpa." The stranger was in shock.

She looks familiar. Michael thought.

The stranger looked confused.

"Sorry. I got distracted. So you're the stranger my grandson has told me about?" The stranger nodded.

"My grandson has also told me that you're looking for Mistress Belle, correct?" The stranger nodded again.

"Well you came to the right place. I'll take you to the Mistress." Grandpa said.

The stranger followed us to the castle, and met my dad, King Charlie.

"Your highness."

"Hello, Michael. What brings you here this time?" Charlie asked.

"Your highness, she is a stranger to our village, and wishes to speak with your mother."

"She can, but she must leave her sword with Atolly."

The stranger nodded, showing she understood. Atolly was the youngest member of the guard.

Then, the stranger removed her hood and mask. It was Pixle!

"Belle?"

"Pixle, is that you?" Pixle started crying and ran over to give Belle a hug.

"Why didn't you come back?"

"Belle, I've been back for the past 20 years. I just couldn't let know it was me."

"Why?"

"Because I didn't know who to trust. Everyone in the void kept on saying something about the 'Struggle' returning, and then I had a vision."

Belle was in shock. "What did you see?"

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*I saw a cold wind blowing through~~. I saw the days where the fun nor free~~~. I saw a future caused by you~~~. I saw a path not meant to be~~~. The future should be filled with magic~~. Dreams and wishes brought to life~~~, but the days ahead are dark~ and tragic~~. No time for hope~~ when all is strife. Whatever might have been~~. All the dreams that people shared~~. *Because of you, Beauty Wonka. The future is a cold nightmare~~~.*

"But I don't understand. How can I cause a future that terrible?" Belle asked.

"I don't know, but the shadows see more than I do when it comes to the future. Belle you must not let hatred get the best of you, or else it will control you."

"It was nice to hear your voice again, Pixle."

"The same to you, and don't tell Michael about me being back, yet. It can really upset him."

"I understand. Thank you for coming. And Pixle, when do you suppose this will happen?"

"Any moment now, you're highness." Pixle answered.

"How did it go?" Pixle didn't say anything, but she made the okay symbol with her hand.

"Grandpa, is she okay?" I asked.

"I don't know."

"Can we invite her to dinner?" Grandpa thought for a moment.

"That's not a bad idea, Starwatcher. Maybe we can find out who she really is." he answered.

That night at dinner, Pixle kept her face hidden so I wouldn't find out it was her.

"So you do this every dinner?"

"Not exactly. Tonight's special because it's Starwatcher's birthday." Grandpa answered.

"Oh."

Then, Nova came by. "Hi, dad. Who's this?"

"Someone your son ran into."

"And you are?"

"I'm Queen Novasia, but you may call me Nova."

"Isn't Novasia the name of a sacred holiday for Freddy and friends?"

"Yeah, it means 'animatronics and humans united'. Wait... how did you know it was the name of a sacred holiday?!"

Oh boy.

Pixle didn't know what to say except... "Well how do you know that it's the name of a sacred holiday?"

"Dad,"

"I asked you first."

"Dad,"

"And I asked you second."

"Dad!!!!"

"Yes, Nova?"

"A word,"

Ooh somebody's in trouble. Pixle thought.

"Where's mom taking grandpa?" I asked.

"Your mom just wants to talk to him in private." she answered.

Then, Pixle noticed the marking on my face.

"Starwatcher, is it? May I ask where you got that marking? The one on your cheek,"

"Oh, I was born with it. Grandpa says that my grandmother had the same symbol just different colors," "The exact same?!"

"Yep. Just a crescent moon and 2 little stars. Here, I'll show you a picture of her," I showed her the picture that my grandpa liked to look at. It was a picture from their childhood.