Hello everyone! :D

The events are getting interesting, and every, little, small detail will connect somehow.

I guaranty you ;)

I thought I shouted have given you a small hint for the following event.

My goal for this chapter is 10+ votes this time ( ^ω^ )

Anyway, I hope you all enjoy this chapter, and I'll see you all next update!

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We go back to Mitch, who was taking a nap from the exhaustion. The things he was thinking about, were swirling around in his mind. It wasn't always that things like this happened to him, well, except Millie's whining and hanging out with his friends, but anything other than that, he would never experience on the same day. Mitch turned and turned in his sleep uncomfortably, until he sat up quickly. He realized he had a nightmare, one he could not explain. It's as if there were flashing, and weird, definitely not good images. Every one had crimson colored blood and an image, except the last one, which had a dark eerie purplish colored sky, the floor a light birch wood plank color but with craters, large ultra dark purple pillars, and a loud, menacing roar and an echoing laugh woke him up. It wasn't the only time he had that dream, he'd have it before, which made him hesitant to sleep, but he fell asleep anyway.

He wiped the cold sweat off of his forehead with the back of his hand, and sighed. Mitch rubbed his temples and whispered, "It's ok, it was just a nightmare." All of a sudden, he sat up and decided to walk around the kingdom, so, he opened the door, got out of his room, and closed the door behind him. He walked down the bright red carpet and down the long, spiral, dark brown, wooden stairs and walked towards the two large wooden front doors, making him remember how he left the kingdom when he was young. Mitch shook the thought out of his head, and proceeded forward, opening one of the two doors, and walked out onto the stone stairs, which were only there for decoration, and walked off towards the village of different houses.

The houses closest to the large castle, was where his father's closest friends and the high-rank knights lived. While the others and beyond, was for the ordinary citizens, except the smallest houses, that's where the 'peasants' lived. Mitch didn't like calling them that. He then passed the houses, with many people walking around greeting him with respect, but he just wanted to be greeted like any other normal person, not like a rare jewel standing on a small, golden pedestal. Luckily, his friends were the ones that would greet him warmly as he walked by. Then, Adam and his other friends, Matt (A/N: Noochm) and Robert (A/N: Woofless) whom he nicknamed 'Rob', walked up to him.

"What's up man? Were you so bored that you came to find me?" Adam asked jokingly.

"Probably, if you know him, you know he's like a dog, leave him alone sometimes and he'll come running back like a pansy." Matt joked, giving Mitch a small grin.

"A cute doggie, I must add." Rob said, winking.

"Whatever guys." Mitch said, rolling his eyes, "I just came around to walk, and YOU guys were the ones who approached me."

"Riiight, whatever you say man." Matt said.

"Anyway, how can you compare me to a DOG?"

"Yeah Matt, why a dog?" Adam asked.

"I don't know," Matt shrugged, "It just came to mind, no offense, maybe."

"Sure." Mitch said, crossing his arms, "Well, I'd better continue doing my thing, so, I'll see you guys later, I suppose."

"Yeah, just roaming around, like a dog." Rob included, with a small grin.

"See? Even Rob agrees with my comparison!" Matt protested.

"Whatever, see you guys later." Mitch said, giving them a small wave, and continued to walk on the stone path.

He walked until he heard footsteps behind him, going the same way he was walking. Mitch turned around and saw Adam, who was exactly right behind him. "Holy mother of-! Oh, it's just you Adam, don't scare me like that!" Mitch exclaimed, giving Adam a small playful push.

"Hehe, sorry." Adam said, massaging his neck awkwardly.

"So, you just bailed on Matt and Rob?" Mitch asked.

"No, they were busy with their own stuff, while I had nothing to do, so, I decided to follow you." Adam explained.

"Well at least tell me you're right behind me!" Mitch complained.

"Ok ok! Jeez, don't overreact, you're acting as if you're girlfriend cheated on you with me!" Adam said.

"I wish you did that, I'd love you for that." Mitch muttered.

"Hm? What did you say?" Adam asked.

"Uh, I said I wish you told me, or else I'd hate you for that." Mitch stuttered.

"Oh, ok! Anyway, what are you doing, pretty much?" Adam asked, walking next to Mitch.

"Well, nothing, I'm just walking around, like I always do." Mitch explained, shrugging.

"Why? Does something bother you?" Adam asked.

Mitch hesitantly stayed silent for a while. He wanted to tell Adam about the nightmares he has often, but he didn't want to worry Adam. "Well," Mitch said, "Can I, tell you something?"

"Yeah, sure, what is it?" Adam asked.

"Well, I've been having dreams....no, not dreams, nightmares." Mitch explained while walking, with Adam listening closely.

"They're, well, weird, all of them have blood on them at least, with some silhouettes, except the last one, it's so hard to describe that one, it looks like a small, corrupted, island." Mitch explained. Adam stayed silent for a small while. Great, he probably thinks I'm crazy now, Mitch thought.

"Well, that's pretty interesting, I guess. I can't really do anything about it, unless, well, you ask Ingrid." Adam answered. Mitch's eyes widened when he said 'Ingrid'. Ingrid is basically the kingdom's sorceress, or 'witch' as many people call her, for her basically being, let's just say, 'eccentric'.

"Nononono, I am NOT going to visit her!" Mitch exclaimed.

"Ok ok! But, I suggest you to do so, I mean, she is pretty much the only one that can help you right now." Adam said.

"Dude! She almost performed some type of black magic when I was a kid! Still, I'm surprised that my dad didn't give her a death sentence." Mitch explained.

"She just gave you medicine." Adam said, rolling his eyes.

"But I slept for a week!" Mitch complained, "And, I had weird dreams."

"Well, maybe we shouldn't have gone exploring her hut with Preston, and maybe you shouldn't have eaten those Holly Berries that were on a table." Adam said, face palming, remembering the time Mitch and Preston decided to go in Ingrid's hut, and Mitch just ate random, bright red berries which were laying on a table.

"Well....yeah, but, eh, just, whatever! Ok?" Mitch huffed, walking a bit faster than Adam.

"Well, I don't know about you, but, I'm taking you to Ingrid's hut dude." Adam said, catching up to Mitch, grabbing him by the arm, and walking to the large corner of the kingdom, an area Mitch knew.

"Nonono! Stop it! Adam stop it!" Mitch complained, trying to pull himself away, but Adam kept walking anyway. Mitch sighed, and let Adam lead him to the damned hut.

Next thing Mitch knew, he and Adam faced the hut, which was next to a large tree which was taller than the hut itself, the lower branches of the tree covering the roof of the house, and some ivy and vines decorated the hut's brown wooden walls. Mitch gulped and almost turned back, until Adam grabbed him again and pulled him towards the wooden steps. Adam knocked on the door, and waited.

The door opened and instead of Ingrid standing there, there stood her apprentice, Blaise, whom was carrying a pot with one hand. "Hello?"

"Oh thank Notch." Mitch muttered, looking at the sky. He didn't like Ingrid for her short temper, she wasn't old, not even close, she was in her thirties, yet she had the short temper of a teenage girl or an elder. On the other hand, Blaise was really young to be an apprentice, with him only being apprenticed at the age of thirteen, but he was fifteen right now. He isn't exactly kind, more like, a bit grouchy, but, he was still nice when he wanted to be.

"Hi Blaise! How are you doing buddy?" Adam asked with a small smile.

"I'm fine, why did you guys come?" Blaise asked raising an eyebrow, his dark green eyes looking at him intently.

"Well, we wanted to speak with Ingrid." Adam explained.

Blaise's eyes widened in surprise, "What for?"

"It's uh, personal. Is she here?" Mitch asked.

"Yeah, she's organizing her supplies, here, follow me." Blaise said, waving his hand, signaling to enter the hut and walking inside, with Mitch and Adam following. Mitch didn't know how Blaise contained his eyes watering from the smell of all the herbs and supplies. Mitch wiped his eyes and followed Blaise down some stairs into the bottom area of the hut, which was definitely larger than the hurt itself. Blaise then stopped at his tracks and said, "Hey Ingrid, there are some visitors that need your help." Mitch then saw Ingrid, her back facing them, until she turned around. She had wavy black hair that went down to her hips of her black, long sleeved flowing dress. Mitch gulped, he knew she was just a sorceress, but he didnt trust her magic.

"Visitors? Interesting, if it isn't the son of King Ross and the son of a high-rank soldier, I haven't seen you two in years." Ingrid said with a small smirk. Adam took a small step back, which Mitch could understand.

"Uh, yeah, nice seeing you too, Ingrid." Mitch stuttered.

"You can go do what you were doing Blaise, I'll help them." Ingrid said. Blaise nodded and went back upstairs, making Mitch and Adam feel unsafe at the presence of a witch.

"So, what are you two doing here?" Ingrid asked, sitting on a chair near a table.

Mitch and Adam stood standing still, refusing to sit close to Ingrid.

"What are you two, doing just standing there? Sit." Ingrid said, levitating two chairs close to the table Ingrid was sitting at. Mitch and Adam looked at eachother, and hesitantly sat on the two chairs.

"Alright, let me repeat the question, what are you two doing here?" Ingrid repeated, putting her hands together.

"Well, uh, my friend here, has been having weird nightmares." Adam said.

"Nightmares?" Ingrid asked, suddenly interested.

"Yeah, nightmares." Mitch said, looking around uncomfortably.

"Tell me about these....nightmares, Mitchell." Ingrid said, using Mitch's full name, which made him irritated.

"Well, not really a scene, but, images, weird, crimson colored images with black silhouettes and stuff." Mitch tried explaining.

"Interesting, anything else, other than that?" Ingrid asked, playing with wooden ball. Mitch squinted his eyes and looked at the wooden ball closely, then he realized that it was his.

"Wait a sec, isn't that my wooden ball?" Mitch asked pointing at the wooden ball.

"Don't change the subject, Mitchell, is there anything other than that?" Ingrid asked, a small smirk forming on her lips.

"I-.....well, there is this last image, it's like, a really dark sky, with a weird, cratery looking floor, and large pillars and then there was a ROAR and laughing, and then I wake up." Mitch explained as if he were a five year old, which made Adam chuckle, except Ingrid.

"Mitchell, the first images, do they all have the same shape of silhouettes, yet different events?" Ingrid asked attentively.

"Uh, yeah, they are, why?" Mitch asked, confused.

"Mitchell, you're at crossroads here, that was no ordinary nightmare, that was an omen."

"An omen, Mitchell."