Midnight Fight (I)

A hard knock rasp against the Berry's door, waking me up. I felt a tinge of coldness from moving around as I shuddered.

"Come in?" I groggily called out. Half-awake as my body went into auto-drive.

The door squeaked open, and someone walked in.

I yawned and pulled back the cover.

"U-u-um." Phil's voice stuttered. He was turning scarlet.

"Yes?" I reached over towards my clothes that were left on the side.

"You're naked."

Alarmed, I woke up in a start. "Turn around for crying out loud!"

Phil turned around in a hurry.

This damn wretched brat. Does Phil have no decency? I quelled my anger and let out my breath. No. It was my stupidity for sleeping with just panties on and not checking who it was that came through the door. Slipping on the Black Wolf Set of clothes, I got out of bed.

"It's fine now. You can turn around." I said, still a bit red on the cheeks, but I did my best to hide it. "Is it time to go?"

"Yes. Coco was planning to wake you up, but I needed to ask you something, so I took the job for her." Phil turned around.

"I was wondering how we are all going to get there," Phil asked.

"Flying, how else?" I spoke as if it was the most ordinary answer ever.

"Can you really fly with five people on your back?"

"Why not?" I shrugged it as if it was nothing. "I never tried it, but that doesn't mean I can't."

"Are you sure about this?"

"No." I flatly replied. "If we go by land, we have to walk there. I don't think we will arrive on time before the goblin attack. Plus, we need to move the citizens into the Forgotten Forest before they attack. That might take a day or two to get everyone moving."

"Yea, but....our lives."

"It's a risk to take."

"I give up." Phil raised his hands in defeat. "I'll go get everyone ready. We'll meet you out on the balcony." He turned around and left me standing. The door clicked as it closed.

Finishing up pulling on my shoe, I headed towards the balcony. Everyone was there waiting patiently.

"Good morning to you." Don smiled, he looked refreshed and happy.

Phil averted his gaze and instead scanned the horizon. Bright light cast from the moon, giving the dark forest a magical feel.

"Are you guys ready?" I asked.

One-by-one they answered.

"Yea," said Phil.

"Go ahead." Don replied in excitement.

"Ready, young mistress." Tart was ready to bounce up and down alongside Don.

"Yes, young mistress." said Coco with respect.

"Please." Moca replied.

Stretching my arms and legs, I shifted to my original size. Larger than a three-story high building, my vision turned into night vision, making everything around me clear as day.

"I'm still not used to seeing this." Don replied. "Are you sure you're from Earth?" Don asked, peering up towards me.

"Yes." I blew out smoke from my nose.

"You are so beautiful!" Tart squealed out in delight. "Your scales glitter like jewels even in the middle of the night." He ran over and hugged my leg while looking up at me in awe.

"Young Mistress, I am honored to fly with you." Moca bowed.

"Is this really okay, young m-m-mis-t-tress?" Coco asked anxiously. She was glancing around as if she wanted to run away.

"Don't worry. It's not going to bother me."

I bent down for everyone to get on.

Phil jumped up first as he placed riding gears onto the back. I could feel him putting more in-between my spine for others to sit on.

"Come on." Phil stretched out his hands, allowing the others to climb up one-by-one.

Tart climbed up without any help like a monkey. Don and Coco were the only ones that truly needed help in getting up without falling over, while Moca jumped up in one fluid motion without even getting hurt. I honestly was baffled to see Moca just fluidly jump up in one giant leap.

"Ready?" Without waiting for an answer, I broke into a run. I didn't realize how much heavier they would be on my back, but it was still manageable. Diving headfirst off the cliff, I let out an exhilarating yell.

"Gahhhhhhhhh!" Coco screamed at the top of her lungs. Tart was laughing joyfully, while the others were holding on tightly.

At the last minute, I spread out my wings. A burst of wind caught us, and I shot upwards. Each flap brought more power and strength.

"Young Mistress, I want to get down." Coco cried in fright. For someone so strong and scary, it was quite different to see her so flustered and scared.

"I'll try my best not to drop you. So hold on." I tried to reassure her, but instead, I heard her whimper.

"How long do you think it will take us to get to the mansion?"

"One day." I replied.

Phil spoke. "We need to get off two-thirds of the way and catch a carriage ride. If we go back your way, we are going to scare the locals."

"Okay." I knew what he meant, he didn't want to scare the people thinking that a disaster will fall.

For the next six hours, we flew continuously until we took a break to relieve ourselves. It was long and a bit boring, but to me, listening to their chatter and flying kept my mind occupied. We flew until the sun rose and set.

"Berry, we need to land now. If we go any further, we're going to be noticed." Phil spoke towards me. He pointed downwards towards the ground, "We should land over there. The trees will cover us."

Swerving towards the right, I headed towards the direction that we needed to go.

Voom. Voom. Voom. The sound of the wings sounded similar to a helicopter. I hovered over land and dropped down.

Thump!

"We're here." Everyone slid off. Coco needed a bit of assistance, but the other's didn't seem to be phased by the flight.

I shifted into my human form but realized this time I was back in my child's form.

"Y-y-oung Mi-ss-t-tress. Please, let's not do that again." Coco sobbed. Her legs were wobbly like a newborn calf.

"Pft. Coco is weak." Tart puffed up and laughed. A quick smack on the head was brought down by Coco who was supposedly weak.

"Owowowowow!"

"This is a special circumstance." She retorted.

"Violent women." Tart mumbled underneath his breath.

Coco turned her gaze towards me and was shocked. "Young mistress! What happened to your lovely body? Why are you a child?"

"I'm cursed."

"Cursed?" Exclaimed Coco bewildered when she heard such words.

"Yes, I can't return to my original form unless I'm near the boundaries of our home."

"That is horrible." She sobbed. "Our beautiful young mistress has been retorted to such barbaric size.

"Barbaric?"

"It is most unfitting."

"Nu uh," Tart cheerfully replied. "This is even better!"

I stared at Tart strangely, wondering what he had meant.

"Now we look like a couple." Tart came over and held on to my arms.

He lightly kissed the right cheek.

Wow. This kid has courage.

"Tart!" Coco angrily yelled.

"Calm down, Miss Coco. You will have a heartache if your anger keeps boiling over." Moca went over and placed his hands on her shoulder.

"I'm going to marry Young Mistress." Tart proudly stated.

"No you will not. Only the finest blood will marry the young mistress." Coco pried Tart away from my arms. "I already had looked into some marriage proposals for young mistresses.

Wait? What? Finest blood? She did what? My head was spinning from the two. One wanted to marry me, and the other wanted to marry me off. This was already moving too fast. I never thought about marriage anytime soon. I was too busy, just living.

"You guys. I'm not going to marry any time soon."

"Off course. The marriage proposals are just for later. When you have time, please look them over. I have picked out the best of the best." Coco proudly stated.

"No! I'm going to marry Young Mistress!" Tart yelled and threw a tantrum.

"When she is ready to marry, I will get the finest banquet ready and even call over our neighbors to celebrate the marriage." Moca replied, giving his own input on the whole ordeal.

I stared at Moca in disbelief.

"Aren't you popular." Don chuckled, staring at me with a glint of mischief.

Crap. What the heck does Don have in mind as well? Was today gang up on Berry day?

"Quiet!" Phil yelled. Everyone went silent. He glared everyone down into submission.

There is that Demon Lord look. How many will he get people to submit to his presence? I must be very careful, or I might actually get caught up in it.