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	Fleur gave an exaggerated curtsy towards the princess. [color=9F6D88]"I have enjoyed our time together Princess. I look forward to the mischief we will make together. Allow me to get things in order here."[/color] With that, she walked the princess out.

	And then the shite hit the fan. Not only had this [b]Sicknesse[/b] taken two more of her own, it had worsened here. And there was activity in their old home? She had been meaning to visit Nera again to gain some insight, perhaps now would be the case.

	She summoned another helper. [color=9F6D88]"I am going to pop away for a brief instant and will be back shortly. Please inform Bernice of the conditions as well as checking up on Constance. And please tell the others to research a possible cure quickly. [b]Lyte Magyk[/b] seems to work, but we need more information. I shan't be but a moment."[/color]

	Fleur summoned her [b]Magyk[/b] and casted [b]Transport[/b] and put herself back in her old home.

	The helper nodded and sprang into action, finding Beatrice to relay the information. As she did so, Fleur walked around the abandoned home that she spent so long in. She touched the walls, feeling the energy inside of them still flowing. She gradually made her way upstairs, knowing full well what awaited her. She was buzzing with anticipation.

	Soon, she found herself on the top floor, outside of Mal's old room. She took a minute before she walked inside. It was a weird combination of feelings she was experiencing. But it was important. [color=9F6D88]"Nera?"[/color] She called for her old friend and confidante. She was eager to see her again. There was a lot to discuss.

	The room seemed to be largely untouched, except for the corner where Nera had died. It was vacant except for books in a semi circle around it and a small candle. The candle's wax was shining slightly, as if it had only recently been put out. There was a chill and a sudden wind, before there came Nera's voice but she herself did not [b]Appear[/b] to Fleur. [i][color=7bcdc8]"Witch Mother,"[/color] [/i]she greeted. [i][color=7bcdc8]"And here I thought I was forgotten."[/color][/i]

	[color=9F6D88]"You are never forgotten, love. You are on my mind constantly. Not a moment goes by that I don't wish you were at my side again."[/color] Fleur walked around the room, letting the coolness of it rest on her. [color=9F6D88]"And it is Witch Messiah now, apparently. They think me some sort of god. Hope for me to lead the revolution. The idea is titillating, to be sure. In fact, that is partly why I came here. Besides seeing you, which I would appreciate. I sensed a disturbance here. What has happened?"[/color]

	Nera then [b]Appeared[/b], floating a few inches off the ground in the exact spot where Amarantha had killed her a few months prior. The injury was still visible - no ghost could ever truly [b]Change[/b] how they [b]Appeared[/b]. Some had tried to find ways around it but the fatal wounds always returned. She looked at Fleur, silent for a moment before her eyes went to the window. [i][color=7bcdc8]"A party of four came looking for the stone - I believe Hellfire wishes to reclaim the set."[/color][/i]

	Fleur felt the stone she now carried grow heavier. [color=9F6D88]"Hellfire sounds like an arse then. If he wishes it so badly, he will have to take it from my cold, dead hands. I will not part with something you held dear."[/color] She turned back to face Nera now that she [b]Appeared[/b]. [color=9F6D88]"There is another matter I am dealing with. There seems to be an illness that affects [b]Magyk[/b] users only. Using [b]Magyk[/b] worsens it, but [b] Lyte Magyk[/b] helps it but does not cure it. I am doing all I can to obtain knowledge on it, but apart from that, I have nothing."[/color]

	[i][color=7bcdc8]"Hellfire is not a man - it is an organization,"[/color][/i] Nera clarified. She then nodded, looking at Fleur with thought for a moment. She then recalled an incident four months back - in which two young newly minted witches had come to the Port Witch Coven House, looking for trouble. The boy and girl had both died. [i][color=7bcdc8]"Perhaps you should know something... A young witch and warlock, both newly imbued with [b]Magyk[/b], died here strangely four months back... They left behind no ghosts."[/color][/i]

	[color=9F6D88]"Well then [i]they[/i] sound like arses."[/color] Fleur clarified. Then Nera told her the incident that happened in their home while she was gone, Fleur was stunned. And it took a lot to stun her these days. [color=9F6D88]"How is that possible? Everyone leaves a ghost behind? There's no way around it. There has to be a connection then, especially if they were recently imbued with [b]Magyk[/b]"[/color]

	Nera laughed slightly, enjoying Fleur's diss of Hellfire - or as they were once called, the Hellfire Club. The mirth was not long, however, as the subject was decidedly turned to the matter of the dead boy and girl - the ones who died without leaving behind a ghost. [i][color=7bcdc8]"I do not know, Witch Mother - forgive me, Witch Messiah,"[/color][/i] Nera said. [i][color=7bcdc8]"I would have investigated but... I am chained to this place for a year and a day."[/color][/i] Such were the rules of ghosthood, sadly.

	[color=9F6D88]"You can call me whatever you want, love. We are no longer leader and right hand. I've missed having you around. The new home is nothing compared to this. It does the job and does it well enough. Soon, if all goes to plan, I'll have a large estate and many under my command. You would have enjoyed it."[/color] Fleur held in whatever emotion wanted to come spilling out.

	[color=9F6D88]"But I came here on a mission. If this incident occurred like you said, it seems odd. I will investigate it. Whereabouts diid it happen?"[/color]

	[i][color=7bcdc8]"Right where you stand now,"[/color][/i] Nera told Fleur. She had felt slightly hurt when Fleur reminded her that she was no longer Fleur's right hand. Ghosts were cursed to forever live in the past. They couldn't move forward very easily.

	[color=9F6D88]"We were more than simple Witch Mother and Aide and you know that, but can't move on from it. I get it. I've been doing research on the side. When I am powerful enough, we will reclaim the port so we can be together again. Until then, I need to investigate this [b]Sicknesse[/b]. If I can figure it out first, I could use it."[/color]

	Nera's spirits were not greatly lifted by that. She was stuck in a state of melancholy, her ghostly form seeming to flicker, [b]Appearing[/b] and [b]Disappearing[/b] rapidly. Eventually, she settled back into place and form. [i][color=7bcdc8]"Perhaps the [b]Witch's Road[/b] might shed some light on it... You know as well as I that it has more uses than just to review memories..."[/color][/i] However, Nera was feeling weak and tired. She would not be able to [b]Appear[/b] to Fleur much longer.

	Fleur noted that Nera started to fade. She would not be able to [b]Appear[/b] for very long. [color=9F6D88]"I'll get started on it then, which means our time is at an end. I will be back for you Nera. I give you my word and you know I do not throw my word around often or to many. Until then, rest easy."[/color] With that, Fleur began the spell for Witch's Road. In a matter of minutes, she went under and appeared along the road. She needed to begin immediately. The lives of her flock were on the line.