Eventually, Percy finally fell asleep only to be awoken once more by a smack in the face.

"Hey! What the hell?" Percy snapped. And when he fully opened his eyes, he saw a teenage girl who looked a lot like one of the twins. "Lady Hopelily? Oh great are you still mad that I disrespected your holiday?"

"Oh no, I'm not Hopelily." The figure said honestly. "I am the spirit of Gathering Past."

"Oh right, T.J. did say that you guys would appear as someone I know." Percy recalled. "So what are you gonna do? Tell me that ridiculous story about why you guys celebrate or something?"

"Not exactly. I'm going to show you the dark past of. . . The Dark Isles." Spirit Hopelily explained. "Take my hand and do not let go."

"Let's get this over with." Percy said as he rolled his eyes and did what she asked.

Right as he grabbed her hand, the spirit flew causing Percy to freak out a little bit.

"What the hell are you doing?" Percy exclaimed. "Are you out of your mind?"

"Calm down will you? We're fine, look." Spirit Hopelily said as she gestured for Percy to look down. "This is the Dark Isles before the curse."

"Oh, wow." Percy said as he looked down at the Kingdom. "Everybody seems so, content with their lives."

As Percy was looking around, 2 people caught his eye immediately. He saw a young woman with black hair, hazel eyes, and was wearing a

"Yep, and the Dark Isles haven't even became the dark Isle yet." Spirit Hopelily explained. "Meet, Queen Elena and King Hisirdoux the 13th!"

"The 13th?!" Percy exclaimed in shock and disbelief. "Seriously, how lazy were their parents to continuously name their sons Hisirdoux?"

"Not the point. Just look at how happy they are in this kingdom." Spirit Hopelily said with a smile. "At least, what's going to become their kingdom. And that, is their son. Prince Altar Casperan."

"Hisirdoux's father. Wait, if this isn't officially the Dark Isles yet, then that must mean. . ." Percy started to realize before the ground suddenly started to shake. "Uh, spirit? What's happening?"

"He's coming." Spirit Hopelily said ominously as a dark figure appeared in front of the young king and queen. "The Lord of the fallen Angels."

The figure that arose was a man with dark blue and aqua green hair, black and aqua eyes, and was wearing a dark gray shirt, black leather jacket with spikes, black leather pants, and boots. He also had huge black feathered wings that turned into a cape when landing. This was none other than Lord Arch Angel.

"Who are you?" Queen Elena Asked in fear as she held her baby close. "And what do you want?"

"My name is Lord Arch Angel." The fallen Angel said in a deep sinister voice. "I am the fallen angel that watches over this land and you feeble humans are trespassing!"

"Please, let us stay." King Hisirdoux the 13th pleaded. "This land is beautiful and will make the perfect kingdom for our son."

Arch Angel looked at the baby boy and rolled his eyes. "Fine, you can stay, however, be warned as I have placed a curse on this island!" Arch Angel explained. "After 900 years, a darkness will arise on the kingdom killing everything and everyone in it's way. Except for the heir, as the darkness spreads, the heir will slowly go crazy and lead to the demise of the Casperan bloodline!"

The king and queen could only gasp in shock as Arch Angel laughed evilly before dissapearing into thin air. Meanwhile, Percy couldn't believe what he had just seen. "So, the story is true?" he asked now feeling bad for all the things that he said. "I guess that explains the whole story with Douxie going crazy with revenge, right?"

"Exactly, Douxie went crazy with revenge because of the curse." Spirit Hopelily explained. "And the reason it hasn't came back is because of how the kingdom came together that day."

After all that, Percy found himself back in his room and the spirit standing beside him. "Please, learn something from this Percival." spirit Hopelily said seriously. "If you didn't then, say hello to the next spirit."

"Wait, the next spirit?" Percy asked as he remembered what T.J told him. "Oh, right, so I guess next is. . . "

"Hello!" a voice suddenly said which startled Percy for a second. "Oh, shoot, sorry I am the spirt of The Gathering Present. Nice to meet you."

To be continued. . .

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