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She was lucky. This time the boss could speak Mandarin. He smiled as he replied to her, "Miss, you have good judgment. I like the stud earrings as well. I actually intended to keep them for myself, but since you like them, I'll sell the pair to you. A pair of stud earrings costs 80 yuan."
80 yuan! Chi Enen bit her lip. It was about the same price as what she had expected. But she put down the stud earrings and bargained with the boss. "Boss, 80 yuan is too expensive, can it be cheaper? If it is cheaper, I'll buy it."
Li Beijue frowned, he was about to pay for her automatically. Chi Enen knew that he would spoil her plans. She quietly reached out her hands to grab hold of him, shaking her head at him quietly. 
What was the woman doing?
Chi Enen stopped him and made use of the opportunity to bargain with the boss. "Boss, give me a lower price. I didn't bring much money on my first trip abroad. I also want to buy some other things. If you sell it at 80 yuan, I won't be able to buy anything else."
The boss seemed to be in a difficult position. "But Miss, I have given you a very low price."
"If that's the case then never mind." Chi Enen pulled Li Beijue to walk away, a reluctant look on her face.
She had just taken a few steps when she felt that she was being held back.
She froze and looked up. The man with the cold expression tugged at her hands. He seemed to want to go back to the stall.
"Li Beijue, what are you doing?"
"Don't you like those stud earrings? Why do you walk away? I'll buy them for you." She was his woman. He would not allow her to give up a pair of 80 yuan stud earrings that she liked. 
Chi Enen stopped him, looking exasperated. "I am not leaving. I am just…"
"What?" Li Beijue had a stiff expression on his face, directing his aristocratic phoenix eyes on her. 
Chi Enen had no idea how she should explain the art of bargaining to him. 
Fortunately, at this time, the boss stopped them.
"Miss, wait. I'll give it to you at 60 yuan! 60 yuan is the lowest. If you like them, you can have them. If you still feel that it's expensive, then forget it."
Chi Enen was relieved. She pulled Li Beijue back to the booth, a smile on her face as she explained to him on the way back. "You don't understand. One can usually bargain at this kind of roadside stalls. The boss knows about this as well, therefore they quote a higher price. If they run into people who do not know how to bargain and pay according to the price that the boss quotes, they will earn more. If they run into people who know how to bargain, they have a range where they can cut the price. Therefore, when one shops at places like this, never pay according to the price that the seller first quotes you. One must bargain with them. If they refuse to give in, pretend to walk away. The boss will usually reduce the price in order to sell their goods."
Li Beijue's heart ached as he listened to her while she shared her bargaining techniques.
What kind of life had she lived in the past few years and why did she know so much? He preferred her to know nothing than to know everything.
Chi Enen did not know what was on his mind. She paid 60 yuan to the boss, feeling satisfied with the stud earrings that she just bought.
Anxin loved simple accessories. This pair of pearl stud earrings was just nice. She would definitely love it.
After completing her biggest task today, Chi Enen felt much more relaxed. She pulled the man next to her to continue with her shopping, feeling more at ease.
There was something very good about the night market and there was everything that one needed. 
There was food, drinks and fun. As long as one could think of it, there was nothing that the night market did not have.
Chi Enen had lots of fun shopping, eating and drinking. She also bought a lot of interesting stuff.
"What is that?"
Just when she was about to call it a day, she saw a group of people who were gathered in front of her. They seemed as if they were snatching up something good. Her eyes lit up, as she pulled Li Beijue to run toward that direction. "Li Beijue, let's go and take a look." 


In front of others, he is a cold and callous President of an empire. Young, wealthy and handsome, he is also the Prince Charming in every woman’s heart.
Only Chi Enen knows how temperamental, domineering and possessive he is!
Five years ago, Chi Enen left him and disappeared without a trace. Now, she bumped into him coincidentally and he refuses to let her go.
After their reencounter, he bounds Chi Enen mercilessly to his side. If she is out of his sight for a moment, his paranoia will be triggered…
“I gave in to you in the past because I can't bear not to. Now, I have already decided to do it my way. I don't need your agreement."
“Li Beijue, what do you want from me?”
“I just want you to fall in love with me!”
Chi Enen struggles to get out of his clutches and at the same time, fighting desperately to resist his charm. 
Will he discover the truth of what happened five years ago?

* Well hello to all my readers (probably none) this is a story made for fun. She is not a serious thing .... I ran out of good stories and fanfics so I decided to create mine.
I will explain some things in this chapter and the rest will be explained in the story.
The Protagonist is from a universe created by me, something like a percy Jackson with random gods and the protagonist was one of them ... good until he was sealed.
He will not be op from the beginning .. I will try to increase his power levels along with the destructive capacity of the enemies.
The protagonist's appearance is that of the cover and the story will take place in various worlds, dimensions, planets and everything else .. I would vote but nobody will vote because nobody will see a random fan-fic ... I think.
It won't be a harem because I don't have the mental and physical capacity to do that.
I am sure that at least one chapter will be released a week (at least)
And now we will explain things related to the chapters:
The characters' lines will be in quotes
Ex: "He is very nice I think .."
Thoughts
Ex: 'Why am I blushing? !!! '
The author's speeches (me in the case)
Ex: (I wanted to say that I had a lot of laughs writing this part)
(I don't even know why I'm writing this)
....
Well, I hope at least two people will see my work ... or fun.

This is a story made for fun.

English is not my native language

This story will be updated at least once a week.

* Danger * History made in Translate
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Long ago in an unknown world, a god had his powers sealed and was thrown into the multiverse, that's his story.

And of course the cover is not mine. Let me know if you're the artist and want it removed.

Half a week after the first day of school...
Asher has been attending class, there's been nothing but lectures lately because teachers are complied to give students proper knowledge before practical lessons, although the lectures only serve to remind Asher of what he already knows and they're are only a few occasional interesting facts that he doesn't know
Like for example they're are 4 different form of casting magic and each comes with it's own benefits
1st form: the usual form with chanting and magic formations: benefits: gives you better control of your magic and prevents your spells from being override by other people's magic, drawback: it's takes the longest to cast and requires you to remember the chant in your head
2nd form: having magic preemptively cast on an object (preferably a magic weapon): benefits: it's very fast and easy to cast and cannot be overwritten by others, drawback: the magic imprinted on the item cannot be altered and can damage the user if he/she doesn't have enough magicol to cast the spell
3rd form: using a Grimoire, benefits: magic can't be overwritten, is fast to cast and easy to remember, drawbacks: users can grow dependent on their Grimoires and some  Grimoires have very nasty personalities
4th form: using root magic (more professionally known as sorcery or mysticism), benefits: all of the above, drawbacks: this form has been lost to time, only people who've lived in the mage king's era or people with inmate talent can use it
Asher sits in his seat completely bored out of his mind:
(As: I've been studying and practicing but so far nothing interesting has happened)
(As: Airi's been getting on well with our classmates at least)
Asher thought looking at Airi having a conversation with some of the girls in class
(As: as for me, well...)
Asher realized just exactly how those time in university back on earth had failed to catch up with him
"Si: hey bro! Alone again today?"
Sieg asked sitting down next to Asher
"As: yeah, but honestly I didn't expect much anyway so that's fine"
Asher said
(As: I've been spending a lot of time with Sieg and from what I can tell he's a good person, but I can't help but feel that there's an air of dread around him)
"E: you really should try to open up more you know?"
Elise said
"As: I could...but no thanks, life is easier when you're alone"
Asher quotes
"E: then what about us? What are we to you"
Elise asked, suddenly the atmosphere becomes a little tense
"As: a rare instance of me needing company"
Asher explained
"Si: ...well I'm glad you're thinking about me"
Sieg said sweating
"E: ahh thanks...so you do care"
They said relieving the air once again
"As: whatever so have you decided on joining any clubs yet?"
Asher asked changing the subject 
"E: no, not really I've been looking through some of the clubs but none of them interests me, also most of them have very restrictive rules, I prefer to have some freedom of choice"
"As: freedom..."
"Si: yeah me too, the subjects some of them study is cool and all but the conditions for joining sucks!"
Sieg exclaimed
"As: hmm...so you want to join a club that basically let's you do whatever you want right?"
"Si: yeah, wouldn't that be nice?"
"As: then why not just build your own club?"
Asher asked as if it was something obvious 
"E&Si:!!!"
Sieg and Elise turned to Asher in surprise

A broody misanthropic teenager gets reincarnated in world where he can vent out all his hatred and frustration of his old life while simultaneously finding enjoyment in this new one, he will not be a hero or a villain because of his profound hatred for those concepts of mortality instead he’ll become a legend

Sigh. Zian had already reminded Vladimir earlier not to stare at two or three sheep while shearing them, but it had gone in one ear and out the other. Its habit of using famous quotes was really hard to change.
Zhang Zian resigned. He didn't rush over to say hello to Little Celery. Instead, he first corrected Vladimir. "You shouldn't just use quote famous quotes, as they lack flexibility. She's not even that old and is, at most, like the sun at six or seven o'clock in the morning…"
Vladimir listened to Zian's advice and nodded. "Six or seven o'clock is good too."
"Also, what's the meaning of the Meow Meow Doctrine?" Zian asked. He had heard Vladimir shout the name of its move earlier and somehow felt his chrysanthemum tighten…
Vladimir gave it some thought then explained, "That is a good question… In short, it fights for the freedom, equality, and fairness of stray cats. Its goal is also to free stray cats from being bullied and oppressed so that they can decide on their own destiny!"
"Okay then…" Its answer was acceptable, so Zhang Zian wisely decided not to delve into it. Who knew if he might get an inappropriate answer if he continued on the subject…
Little Celery was used to Zhang Zian conversing with animals, although his partner that day was a blue cat that looked very spirited. She had never seen it in the store before.
As the weather turned warm, Little Celery was not wearing clothes as thick as the ones she wore during the early spring. They were replaced with loose-fitting sportswear that were easy to move in. Her clothes were a half a size bigger than her actual size––after all, children grew up fast and clothes that fit couldn't be worn for long. Her mother was definitely a pragmatist.
In addition, she finally did not need to wear thick hats and scarves, so her iconic pigtails were fully exposed now.
Zhang Zian noticed the direction of her pigtails, then recalled that it was definitely the weekend. Ever since he had taken over the pet shop, he had almost lost the concept of time; however, Little Celery's pigtails were as accurate as ever.
"Little Celery, it's the weekend. Why are you here so early on a weekend? Didn't you want to sleep in?" he asked.
Little Celery looked around and exclaimed, "Wow, there's a lot of people!"
Usually during the early morning, the store was as empty as ever––but wasn't Dog Warrior showing? Many local fans who watched the premiere rushed over early in the morning to find Famous so they could get a photo together; however, the shop was not fully prepared for opening, so they were stopped outside by the staff.
There were so many fans lined up outside, and Famous wasn't willing to make the floor dirty with everyone coming in after the staff had cleaned up the place. If all the fans were to be let in, they would interfere with the business, so Famous went outside the shop and satisfied the fans request for photos out there.
Little Celery only remembered after being asked by Zhang Zian that there was a reason she had stopped by. She quickly said, "I don't have class today, but the hamster in our class is going to give birth soon. My classmates told me to ask you if you could come over to help. Do you have the time?"
Little Celery and her friends had been very serious about raising the hamster; they had formed a feeding plan where daily records were taken by the person on duty each day. Through their care, the hamsters grew well, and several female hamsters had gotten pregnant. Now, despite Zhang Zian's long-term guidance, they had no confidence in handling the childbirth process, so they had Little Celery ask Zhang Zian to come and guide them through the process.
Zhang Zian looked at his schedule, and that day he was as free as usual. If he stayed in the store, he would probably be dragged around by the fans and media then forced to answer their questions, so it was better to just head out for a walk.
What was more, the Zhonghua Road Primary School where Little Celery studied was very close to the shop; it was just minutes away.
"Sure! No problem," Zhang Zian said. "I'll take a trip down with you."
"Thank you, Brother Shop Manager!" Little Celery finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Little Celery, have you eaten?" asked Zian as he touched his own empty belly.
"I have!"
"Then you can play in the shop for a while. We'll leave after I have breakfast."
"Okay!" Little Celery ran into the store cheerfully.
Vladimir, who had been sitting by the side watching and listening, suddenly said, "Can I come along too? I'm new here in Binhai City, so I need to familiarize myself with the nearby terrain and environment. After all, I've got no right to speak without any investigation."
"Sure." Zhang Zian agreed with what it said. He felt that there was nothing wrong with bringing it along.
Zian bought some steamed buns and soy milk, split them between the staff members, and finished his own portion. He then called Little Celery over and left the shop with her.
"Oh… Is this cat coming along with us?" Little Celery asked. She had taken a few steps forward before she turned around and noticed Vladimir tagging along.
Zhang Zian guessed her concerns. "Well, don't worry. It won't hurt the hamsters."
"That's good then." Little Celery finally rested assured.
The current weather was mild and suitable for walking––possibly the best weather for walking in the whole year. Many couples and families were out and about, taking advantage of the good weather. Even Otakus that never left their house were not able to stop themselves from going out for a walk. If they didn't, they would have been wasting such good weather.
On the way down to the school, Little Celery told Zhang Zian about the small problems they had encountered while raising the hamsters, and the interesting things that happened in school. Vladimir followed behind them and observed the unfamiliar city.
Binhai City and the capital were two cities with very different styles. Even if the scale and population of both cities were not taken into consideration, the obvious differences could be seen from their rhythm of life. Due to the limited amount of pressure they placed on life, the residents in Binhai were accustomed a slow and leisurely pace of life.
Occasionally, there would be one or two stray cats on the side of the road or on the wall, and after seeing Vladimir, they didn't have any special reaction. Whether they were fighting or eating food from people's hands, they were no different than usual. They seemed to treat Vladimir as any other ordinary cat, which was very different from their behavior when they saw Fina.
Vladimir was walking leisurely. It would sometimes mumble something and sometimes nod, but Zhang Zian did not know what was going on in its head.
Zhang Zian casually spoke with Little Celery, and periodically he would look back at it. He thought that after leaving the pet shop, Vladimir would be very eager to look around for the Holy Cat statue, however the reality was much different from his own imagination.
Before it could deal with the Holy Cat statue, it had to be located first. The Holy Cat statue was really elusive, and if it were that easy to find, then Zian would have already found it.
Zian was very curious about how Vladimir planned to find the Holy Cat statue in the first place.
Vladimir felt his gaze and smiled back at him with a meaningful smile. The smile was full of self-confidence and it said, "No hurry! No hurry! In any practical work, all the correct leads must come from the puss and blend with the puss!"
Zhang Zian paused. Fortunately, it didn't say into the… puss.
They arrived at the entrance of Zhonghua Road Primary School, and Zhang Zian didn't bother with the Holy Cat statue for the time being. He followed Little Celery into the campus and towards the hamsters.


1. Download a suspicious game
2. Catch a few magical pets as partners
3. Go through interesting daily routines and lead the pet shop to a whole new level

Hari-hari membosankan terus ada. "Huft" kata Roman yang duduk sambil menyantap makanan yang disajikan oleh restoran. Roman adalah pemuda yang ingin menjadi seorang ahli redstone. "kenapa hari-hariku membosankan ya?". Ucapnya lagi. Tak lama kemudian Roman membayar makanannya lalu pergi ke tempat kursus redstone.

Sementara itu, di tempat Azuya. "Arrgghh sakit lah kak" kata Azuya kepada kakaknya. "Ayo kamu pasti bisa Azuya..." ucap kakak Azuya. "Kakak jahat lah kok gitu sama Azuya" kata Azuya. "Dek dengerin kakak ya" pinta kakak Azuya. Azuya mendengar suara aneh. Ternyata, ada seseorang yang mengincar keberadaan Azuya dan kakaknya. Kakak Azuya menyuruh Azuya untuk pergi menjauh dari rumah. Azuya pun menuruti perintah kakaknya itu. 

"KEMBALIKAN TONGKATKU MONYET BODOH!!!" umpat seseorang yang berada di bawah pohon. Blane... nama orang itu. Tongkat legendaris Blane. Blane terlahir menjadi orang yang sangat pintar dan tinggal di pohon. Blane juga memiliki tongkat legendaris yang sering diincar oleh orang-orang. Tongkat itu bisa membuat clone tubuh kita jika ujung tongkat berwarna ungu. "DASAR MONYET NAKAL YANG TAK BERGUNA!!!" umpatnya lagi. Dia sering bertengkar dengan monyet. Dan mereka semua tak ingin mengalah satu sama lain.

Tak kalah dengan itu, "ini sudah kah? Hmm kurang beberapa lagi sih bahannya" kata seorang pemuda yang tinggal sendirian. "HUDA" Teriak seseorang yang memanggil Huda. ternyata yang memanggil Huda adalah tetangga Huda yang sedang lewat. "ya sebentar ya". Huda membukakan pintu. Ya, tetangga itu menawarkan makanan kepada Huda. Huda menerima makanan yang dibawa tetangganya. Lalu, tetangga Huda meninggalkan Huda. Huda memakan makanannya lalu meninggalkan rumah. Huda pergi ke end portal untuk mencari bahan-bahan yang belum didapatkan.

"Eben... kamu kenapa? Masalah teknik lagi?". Tanya teman Eben. "eh, Faris tidak kok" jawab seseorang berjaket biru kotak-kotak. "Ya udah kalo ada masalah teknik lagi bilang sama aku ya" kata Faris. Setelah itu Eben melanjutkan pembuatan pancingan. Faris pun melihat Eben dan ikut membantu membuat pancingan. Mereka pun bersama-sama membuat pancingan yang dapat menjadikan barang-barang disekitar dapat diambil. Dan orang-orang bisa ditarik untuk diselamatkan. 

"kali ini kupastikan akan kulindungi mereka, itulah yang kukatakan dulu..." Roman quotes

"meskipun aku bandel, meski aku keras kepala... aku akan membantu dan aku tak peduli dengan diriku" Azuya quotes

"tak akan kubiarkan kau mengambil apapun dariku dan dari temanku atau kau akan membayarnya" Blane quotes

"aku tau aku manja, mama papa pasti ada buat aku. Aku mau sekarang kubuktikan kepada semua orang kalau aku tidak lemah. Dan aku akan berusaha demi apapun tujuanku yang ingin ku ambil" Huda quotes

"aku ingin kamu pergi dari tempat ini... kalau tidak, aku akan mengancammu dan tak segan membunuhmu dengan pancingan yang kubawa ini" Eben quotes

Anicraft adalah organisasi kecil animator yang menjalani hidup bersama-sama. Setiap hari ada banyak tantangan besar bagi mereka semua. Anicraft memiliki 5 anggota yang bernama Roman, Azuya, Blane, Huda, Eben. Yang sikap mereka kocak semua. Akankah mereka dapat menyelesaikan tantangan besar itu? Yuk baca cerita Anicraft.

The number one rule in guarding hell is not to let anyone mess with your prisoner.

Alycen would have been fine, really. Well, if Crowley hadn't decided that bringing some visitors made sense.  She had told him, very frankly, that it was the worst idea she had ever heard. 

She was absolutely right. Lucifer had managed to escape hell. She wasn't sure of the details. She was cast from Hell by Crowley when she explained the level of his stupidity in doing it. He couldn't kill her, but he could make her more miserable by letting her walk with humans once more.
These goddamn humans. In making that worse, he decided to stick her with two goons of people. The people he had mentioned before when she was first tasked with watching Lucifer.

Sam and Dean Winchester; who were apparently hunters. The only thing that kept them from trying to kill her was Crowley's trust of her. That barely worked, really. This band of friends had a strange love-hate relationship going for them. 

"I have, like, zero intention of hurting you people. I just don't have anywhere else to go." She tapped her fingers against her arm, which had been crossed as she leaned against the doorway of their bunker. 

She had just narrowly avoided Dean's fist after the salt throw burned her neck when she appeared in the bunker with Crowley. Her retaliation had been a low growl, which admittedly didn't assist in Crowley's plea. 

The brothers, though annoying so far, looked like they had just got done modeling for an ad for the backcountry style. You know, flannel and jean jackets. Even if they were both kinda handsome. 
"And what kind of skitzo welcome is throwing salt at someone? What if a human got it in their eye? That would burn."

Crowley had held a finger up in her direction to signal quiet, watching Sam and Dean get on the defensive when she pushed herself from the doorframe to join the weirdly made circle below. It was like a gathering of goons.

"It obviously works, since we know you aren't human. What the hell, Crowley?" Sam said with disbelief, his shoulder pulled back defensively. "You can't just bring anyone here."

"She was his guard in Hell. If anything, she is a tactical advantage for you." Crowley motioned towards her as if that proved some kind of point. 

"How would you know? She could have been manipulated and turned to his side." Sam had become less tense about her presence, but she could tell he was still on the fence about all of this. IT was understandable when it came to Sam. Lucifer had bragged about the torture he put Sam through; If anything, she understood his discontent at her presence. 

"He is right, Sam. She would be very useful. She's a hybrid." She had recognized the deep voice almost immediately. No one had even heard Castiel enter the room. His gaze had fallen on Alycen, and the back of her hairs had stood up for a brief moment. She could recall him from her - very limited- time being hunted by him. 

"Does he always just.. poof?" She had asked, looking around as they all nodded. "Here I thought Crowley was the only one that did that." She managed to shrug, 


There was something off about him, though. Maybe it was just because she hadn't seen him in a number of years. Though he did give off a faint, strangely familiar smirk when he had said her name.

"I'm sorry a what? Are we missing something?" Dean asked, looking from Cass to Alycen. "Care to elaborate on what the hell a hybrid is?" He watched as Alycen walked down the steps and fully into the room, looking from Crowley to Cass, then groaned. "Do I really have to?" 

"The boys are more of the show and tell type." Crowley explained, which had been more of a cunning way to say they were dumb than anything else. Her eyes blackened, and the shadow of her wings cast over the wall behind her, her pupils reddening as her wings extended wide. She watched as Dean and Sam stepped back, staring from her wings to her eyes. 

"Think Abbadon, but a good guy," Crowley interjected as Alycen's wings vanished, her eyes switching back to their usual blue. 

"Whoa, hey, if she's just another Abbadon then we need to get rid of her, not house her." Dean growled, inching slightly closer. Alycen's instinct made her lift her hand, stopping any further movement from him. Sam had still been figuring out what he had seen, but snapped out when Dean managed to yell, "What the hell?"

"I've never hurt a human being in my life," Alycen said as a matter of factly, her gaze falling on Dean before releasing him. "I have no plan to, either. I'm not Lucifer's puppet. I'm not manipulated by him."

"But you watched him for years. I would think you two got rather cozy in that time." Cass' comment threw her off, admittedly. She and Lucifer had a lot of time to talk. She could feel her lips tug into a frown at that statement, but managed to shake off the feeling rather quickly. This wasn't a time for sentimentalities on Lucifer's behalf. 

"My job was to guard the cage. You idiots let him loose. The witch put him back, but I've been banished thanks to Daddy-o here" She yanked a thumb toward Crowley pointedly. 

Crowley grunted at the name, staring at her disbelievingly. "Daddy-o? Bloody hell, don't ever call me that again."

"Then stop acting like you're my father." Her body tilted, forward, raising both of her eyebrows at him. He seethed for a moment as he realized she was right. She wasn't his daughter at all.

"You were a child when I found you!" He stepped toward her, the annoyance making his eyebrows crease into a frown.

"I was 200 years old. That's hardly a child." She snapped back, pointing her index finger into his chest. 

"In the body of a 16 year old."

"We age differently and that is not my fault. Blame whatever asshole parents decided I was a good idea." Both Crowley and Alycen stepped toward each other again, voices raising as they argued. Sam and Dean just looked from one to the other, admittedly bemused by the current argument. "And maybe you should have focused more on HELL and less on what I was doing as a sixteen-year-old and we wouldn't be having all the Apocalyptic issues floating around."

"I am hardly to blame, Ally." He growled, even more, the indignation of what she accused him of showing well. 

"Ruithidh mi do amhach a-mach, neach-reic" She had actually managed to growl, her eyes flickering from Human to Demon for a moment.

"Hardly called for, you ungrateful little shyte!" Crowley nearly shouted, his hand raising as if he would hurt her.

"Uh, what does that mean? Dean asked, not really expecting another language to play into this and also hearing Cass' stifled chuckle at it.

Cass managed to gather himself, clearing his throat. "Uh, she said I will rip your throat out, salesman. In Scottish Gaelic."

"Woah, hey, you know what?" Sam interjected, putting his hands together and placing them between the two as he moved them both apart. "She's cool to stay." He moved his head between Crowley and Alycen, trying to calm the tension. " Uh, right Dean?" Sam stared at him, nodding his head pointedly to Alycen as she cooled down. "Dean?"

Dean took a moment to stir, but nodded in agreement, "Uh, yeah... Yeah, that's cool." He took a long, hard look at the two, then clapped his hands together and looked over to Alycen. "Uh, I can show you to a room if you want?" She nodded, turning away from Sam and Crowley to follow Dean.

They had walked in silence for a while before he finally looked back, giving her a once over before managing to make a few words. "Oh, uh, you probably guessed it but I'm Dean." He had to admit, not bad at all. She stopped at about 5'3 in size, her body was slim, wearing a tanktop and a pair of faded jeans. A black leather belt rested at her hips, hugging her curves and keeping the tanktop tucked in. She had a generous top half, which was covered by copper red curls down to the middle of her back. He realized he had eyeballed her a bit too long when he saw her fingers point to her face from her chest "Eyes up here." She said, completely unamused by his boldness. He gave a small smirk before realizing, feeling this sense of awkwardness come over him before stuttering an apology. 

"Sorry, uh, just didn't expect--"

She managed to chuckle at that. "Yeah, don't finish that sentence. Is this it?" Her finger pointed to the door next to Dean, and he turned quickly to see what she was pointing at.

"Uh, yeah. This is the one." He took hold of the handle, turning it so that it opened then shoving it to open fully. He moved to the side slightly, letting her in first as he followed behind her.

She felt obligated to not leave it at such a weird note. Well, technically he was the one staring at her. She shouldn't feel awkward, but she certainly did anyways. "Sorry about the, uh, holding you forcibly away from me thing. I didn't feel like getting stabbed or whatever so it seemed like a logical move to make-- at the time." Not that it would have really affected her. It was probably more of a power move.

"No, I get it. I'd do the same if someone was coming at me like that. We're used to things-- uh, like you-- being bad." It sounded more like question than a statement. He still wasn't sure she was good. 

"Sorry to burst that perpetual bubble of yours. I didn't know what I was for a long time. I had no reason to want to kill or hurt humans. I just thought I was.. different." Her arms folded across her chest, looking around the room. It was ordinary. It had a sink against the far wall, small twin size bed in the small space next to the door. There was a shelf lined with different occult books. It wasn't welcoming, but it wasn't the worst thing she had ever slept in. Hybrids didn't have to sleep, but her need to feel normal made her have a general bedtime. She became so accustomed to it that it felt unnatural not to sleep.

She had grown tired of people calling her bad, admittedly. She had never even so much as touched another human wrong. She would never hurt one unless self-defense came into play. She could feel the annoyance bubbling up inside her. Lucifer was probably not the best person, because the devil, but he never judged her. Maybe he wasn't the bad guy. Angels judged her, demons judged her. Now? The Winchesters judged her. Lucifer had been the only one that liked her difference; her power. Maybe she should just become team Lucifer at this point.

"Stop acting like I'm the freaking devil. I didn't ASK to be born, especially not like this. I have had to watch everyone I know DIE. The last thing I need is some--" her fingers became air quotes --"Winchester" to judge me just because I'm not --" She made air quotes once more-- "human." She saw Dean start to open his mouth, and put a finger up to signal she did not need his words. "I have loved and lost the same as any other human. I DON'T need your, or anyone else's judgment." Dean didn't get the chance to respond, as her finger raised slightly, and he was shoved away from her and out of the room, the door slamming shut behind. He would have at least apologized, but it was obvious to him that she needed none of that.

"I see you really made her feel at home." Cass said, staring from Dean to the door. Dean just shrugged, his hands shoving into his pockets. "This is why I don't like having girlfriends. They just yell at you." Dean looked over at Cass, raising a brow. "What are you doing here?"

"We knew each other before this. I thought I'd say Hello formally." His look became something more than Dean could interpret; like he was excited to see her again. He hadn't seen him like that since Cass had discovered more 'adult' activities.

"Oh yeah? Was she more pleasant back then? Dean asked, nodding towards the door. He wiggled his eyebrows at Cass, insinuating something else as well. 

Cass managed to grin at Dean, "You could say that. We spent a long time playing cat and mouse." 

Dean's phased frowned with disappointment at the cryptic answer but patted Cass on the back as he passed nonetheless. "Well, good luck with that, Cass. Let me know if you need anything."

Dean had made it halfway down the hall when Cass had knocked on the door, his eyes flashing red before the knob turned.

Lucifer finds the one thing he's missing- but is she going to let him have her?

I wake up to the heavy arm on my waist. My back is to his front and we are sleeping on the couch. 
"Your arm is heavy Jace" I mumble sleepily.
I try to move away from his arm, still half asleep.
He pulls me back to himself, and snuggle.
"It's comfortable for me," he says into my hair.
I sigh and give up. I turn towards him, my head under his chin.
This seems to be a bit better. 
"knock-knock" someone starts knocking the door.
'God, why do all the people wants to disturb us today'
I think internally.
If we don't open, they might leave. With that thought, I am about to close my eyes again.
"Bang bang" this time they start knocking hard.
"Ahhh.." I groan and get up.
I slowly make my way towards the main door and open it to find an amused Beth and Nat.
"What is it guys" I turn towards the couch knowing fully well that they won't go away.
I fall back on the couch again.
"Who is it, " Jace asks into my hair.
"My annoying friends" I mutter.
"What do they want again" he mutter.
"You can directly ask us" Beth says. They made themselves comfortable on the single chairs on either side of the couch.
Jace immediately lifts his head and glare at them both. They simply shrug their shoulders.
"What do you guys want" I pull myself, up and stretch my body a little.
"You will be late, you guys slept much longer" Beth says sweetly.
"Late where" I ask like an idiot.
"Dinner" Nat helps me remember.
"Shit" I curse and look at the time. It's already 6 and we planned to meet at 6.30.
I notice that both of them are ready. 
"I need clothes" I start towards the main entrance panicked.
"No need, we packed a few of your things in that suitcase" she points towards the black suitcase near the door which I missed earlier.
"Thank You guys" I thank them and run upstairs with my things.
I chose a pair of black jeans and a white top. I wash my face and do my hair and dress up quickly.
I applied a bit of mascara and pink lip balm. I am ready to go now.
I run downstairs so that Jace can get ready.
He gets ready in less than 10 minutes and we get going to the restaurant.
We reach the high-end restaurant which is just 5mins away from our place.
By the time we go inside the restaurant, Aunt Joey and uncle Mike are already seated.
Aunt Joey waves at us and we make our way towards our table.
Aunt Joey hugs me and tries to pull me towards the chair beside her. But Jace has other ideas. 
He push me forward with a firm hand on my lower back and makes me sit opposite to aunt Joey and he sits beside me.
"That was rude" I hiss so that only he can hear.
"She'll get over it," he says not bothered to lower his voice at all.
Beth and Nat seem to be used by this side of him since this morning. But it's all new to his parents.
They look at us with utter disbelief. 
"Sorry" I muttered awkwardly.
Jace is oblivious to his surroundings, so it seems. But I know him, he never misses anything.
Beth settles beside Aunt Joey and the other single chair opposite uncle Mike which is at the head of the table is taken by Nat.
"You guys ordered anything" he asks still looking at the menu.
"Yes, we ordered drinks for us" Uncle Mike says.
"What do you wanna drink," he asks me, finally raising his head from the Menu.
"Water" I am still upset at him for what he did earlier.
Of course it's Jace, he immediately senses it.
"Do wanna sit there?" he asks. This time he lowers his voice a bit. But I guess they still can hear us.
No, I don't wanna sit beside anyone, if Jace is in the same room. But I don't wanna offend Aunt Joey. She is too sweet.
I don't meet his eyes, and instead look into my lap.
"She is not offended. Believe me" I look at him with a shocked look.
Did he have a mind-reading ability?
"I don't" he says.
I don't believe him one bit. 
He sighs and looks at his mom.
"Are you offended?" he asks point black.
"Jace" I whisper yell.
"No dear, absolutely not," she says exited.
I look at her and she seems to be busting at the seams with happiness.
'Ha..weird' I inwardly think.
"When did this happen," she asked me.
"When did what happened," I ask confused.
"When did he become your boyfriend" 
"Best friend" Jace corrects her immediately.
She looks at her with a confused look.
"Just this morning, she announced that Jace is her 'best friend' and me and Nat are 'friends' " Beth explains to aunt Joey. She stresses the word best friend and air quotes the word friend.
I don't understand why she said in a weird way. But aunt Joey seems to understand what she meant. She smiles so big, that her whole face glows.
"Beth explained that weirdly" I whisper to Jace.
He scratches his chin a little.
"She must be still sore about this morning," he says after a minute.
I nod in understanding. Yes, that must be it.
"Oh really, how did you realise that" aunt Joey exclaims.
'Ha..' I look at her, not following what she is asking.
"Jace went on a business trip for 3 days without telling her, she missed him badly. Soon after he came back, she announced that he is her best friend" Beth chimes in.
I am confused, the way she explained things makes me want to snap her neck. 
"That's it" aunt Joey asks with furrowed brows.
I move in my seat uncomfortably. I don't know why but this conversation is making me nervous and on edge.
Jace is Jace. He senses what's going on in my head.
"Mom, will you both stop. What happened between us is our business. You guys are making her uncomfortable" he snaps.
I look at him and smile a little.
Aunt Joey looks at me with wide eyes.
"Sorry sweetheart. You normally do not get close to anyone. I was a bit curious. I don't mean to make you feel bad" she apologizes.
"It's ok Aunt Joey. I am fine" I assure her.
She is a very sweet person, I don't want to make her feel bad.
A waiter appears and delivers our drinks. Jace takes a glass and places it in front of me.
Immediately I take a sip.
"Hmm.. this is yummy" I take another sip.
"I know you will like it," he says simply and takes a sip of his own drink.
"What is that," I ask him curiously.
"Whiskey, wanna try" he brings the glass close to me. 
I move my head to say no.
If I raised my head and noticed the people around my table, I would have seen their goofy smiles looking at us.

"Will you marry her Jace? " my mother asked me looking at the girl laying on the hospital bed unconscious.
I looked at her with confusion.
Chloe is my mother's best friends daughter. They both were best friends since their high school days. 
They even married to two best friends.
"You cannot be serious mom" I expected her to come to her senses and rethink her crazy idea, bit that doesn't seems to happen.
I promised her mother that I will take a good care of her daughter. That was her last wish. She loved you so much. It will make her happy.
"You are being emotional Mom. You are not thinking this through. I am 5years older than her. What about Chloe. Do you think she wants to marry me? She might like some one else" i try to reason with her.
"I will talk to her, she will never say no to me" she is not understanding this.
"Mom, are you even listening to your self. She is a sweet and innocent girl. Ofcourse she agrees with you all the time because she doesn't want to hurt you. As your son, I understand where you are coming from. You want a secure future for her. I will make sure that happens. But, I will marry her only IF SHE LIKES ME. Don't bring this discussion infront of her"
I don't want Chloe to marry me out of obligation. She has every right to choose whom she wants in her life.

Sitting in the living room looking at the ring on my finger. I couldn't help but think of the potential for what I can do. I can summon anyone I can think of from the afterlife. The best people I can think of to summon are the creators of Hogwarts. Salazar Slytherin the founder of Slytherin House a parselmouth and master Legilimens. Godric Gryffindor the founder of Gryffindor House a powerful duelist. Rowena Ravenclaw founder of Ravenclaw House known as the most brilliant witch of her time. Helga Hufflepuff the founder of Hufflepuff House she prided herself on fairness, loyalty, and hard work. Not much else is known about their strengths their's only one way to find out.  

 I pour magic into the stone and four transparent figures appear in front of me. A bearded muscle-bound redhead man dressed in Gryffindor scarlet and gold. A black-haired woman dressed in Ravenclaw Blue and bronze. A white-haired balding man with a long goatee dressed in Slytherin green and silver. Lastly, a plump woman with brown hair dressed in Hufflepuff yellow and black. They all looked around curiously until they saw me sitting on the sofa. 

 "Hello everyone I'm Harry Potter. I'm the one that summoned you here today sorry to take up your time." I said. They looked at me with curiosity. I felt a nudge on my Occlumency shields when I made eye contact with Salazar. 

 "I would appreciate privacy in my own mind if you don't mind." I say breaking eye contact with Salazar. 

(Author note: I could do old-time style voices for them but I feel that would be annoying)

 "So young and he can call upon the dead and bat away Salazar's Legilimency what are they feeding kids these days." Godric said with a chuckle. 

 "This is not a laughing matter you fool. Who knows why this child summoned us or if he's even a child at all." Salazar snapped annoyed with Godric and skeptical of me. 

 "Will you relax for once you old snake even in the afterlife you still have a stick up your bum." Godric grumbled. 

 "Will you two shut up and stop arguing so much. Honestly, you're like an old married couple." Rowena chided them. 

 "Alright lets all just calm down theirs no reason to be so worked up. Hello, Harry, I'm Helga it's a pleasure to make your acquaintance. What year is it and why have you summoned us?" she asked looking around at my modern living room.

 "Yes I know who you all are. The year is 1987 and I called you all here to ask if you would be my teachers." I said as I stood up and bowed hoping to show my sincerity. I could order them to teach me but I might as well try the diplomatic approach first. 

 "Huh this kid summons the dead just to ask for teachers. You've got guts kid I'll teach you." Godric declared.

 "This idiot, we don't even know anything about the boy and you're already agreeing to teach him." Salazar snapped. 

 "Calm down boys. Where are your parents and why do you need teachers can you not wait until Hogwarts?" Helga asked. 

 "My parents are dead and I could wait until Hogwarts but why not get a head start." Rowena nods in approval. 

 "Also, many of the teachers at Hogwarts are incompetent. The divination professor is a known drunk that gives fake death readings to her students. The history class is taught by a ghost that only cares for goblin rebellions. The defense against the dark arts position is cursed so it's hard to find anyone capable who wants the role. Lastly, the potions master was a follower of the most recent dark lord. He's also known to favor Slytherins over the other students and from what I hear he isn't a very good teacher. A talented potions master yes but he despises working with children." I explained as I took my seat again. Many of my elves worked at Hogwarts so this information is accurate.

 "This can't be possible. Who is running my school for it to fall so far?" Salazar exclaimed.

 "Our school." Godric corrected. 

 "Albus Dumbledore is the headmaster at the moment but you shouldn't hold it against him. Yes, Albus is to blame for it but there are circumstances that made things this way. The divination teacher was only hired because she gave a prophecy of the defeat of the last dark lord. That dark lord made Horcruxes so he may come back which is why Dumbledore is keeping her close to Hogwarts."

 "I don't know why the ghost is still teaching maybe to save money? As for the defense against the dark arts (DADA), a man named Tom Riddle requested the job and dumbledore turned him down. That man cursed the position then went on to rename himself, Lord Voldemort the dark lord I spoke of. Now no DADA Professor lasts more than a year."

 "Now on to Severus Snape the head of Slytherin House and potion master at Hogwarts. He was a Death Eater which is what Voldy called his minions. He was a loyal follower until Voldemort killed the love of his life. Snape is now a spy for Dumbledore keeping an eye on Voldy's remaining followers and watching for his revival." I explained

 "If this is true we have a huge mess that needs cleaning. How did you come upon this information?" Rowena asked.

 "House-elves are underrated servants. Many people use them to cook and clean but why can't they be good little spies. You never question seeing a house-elf at Hogwarts they practically keep the school running." I said. Obviously, I'm not going to tell them how I know most of it. It's really not even a lie most of that information was confirmed by my house-elves. They all looked dumbfounded especially Salazar. Imagine the founder of the House of the cunning and ambitious with an army of house-elf spies. 

 "Hahaha there may be some Slytherin in you boy. I'll teach you as long as that information isn't false." Salazar stated with an approving look. 

 "~Thanks for the compliment~" I say in Parseltongue his eyes go wide. 

 "Are you a descendant of mine?" Salazar asked. 

 "No, I guess you could say I picked it up later in life." I said cryptically.

 "Well the only way to confirm it is to see it for ourselves." Rowena said getting back on topic. 

 "Can you still use your magic in the state your in?" I asked feeling dumb for not testing that with Lilly earlier. Rowena casts a silent and wandless Lumos brightening up the room. I may have to be careful with the more hostile souls I summon. 

 "Then this is easily solved. Apparate to Hogwarts unnoticed and ask the resident ghosts about the school. You should still be keyed into the wards, you created the school after all. I only ask that you don't mention me and swear them to secrecy." I said knowing Rowena's daughter is a ghost so they can easily obtain information.

 "Why should we not mention you?" Helga asked curiously. 

 "I guess you can say I'm a bit famous for 'defeating' Voldemort." I say making air quotes with my hands. 

 "How could a child defeat a dark lord?" Salazar asked not understanding my gesture. 

 "I didn't my mother did but the world somehow gave me credit for it. The prophecy I told you about pretty much says I'm the one who will be the downfall of Voldemort. Voldy found out about the prophecy and came to my house while I was an infant killing my parents then tried to kill me. My mother did some kind of sacrificial blood magic before her death. So when old Tom fired a killing curse at me it backfired and he died. I'm now world-famous for defeating a dark lord and being the only person to survive the killing curse." I explained. They all looked at me with pitying eyes. 

 "You don't have to feel bad for me I'm very resourceful. I may not have parents but they left me more than enough money and like I said house-elves are underrated servants and they take care of me well. Thanks for your sympathies though." I said. 

 "Alright we won't mention anything about you and any ghost will be sworn to secrecy." Helga said.

 "Good, before you go just know that the way I brought you here will slowly make you feel more irritable the longer you're in the living world. You probably already feel like you don't belong here am I right? (They nod) That feeling will probably slowly grow stronger the longer your here. So don't take to long get your answers and come back here." I said and they apparated away leaving me sitting on the couch letting out a sigh. Being diplomatic is hard but it's better to have willing teachers than unwilling. 

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