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"hey, this is cornelia. i'm busy right now, so leave a message and i'll call you back a.s.a.p. later! BEEEPP!" "hey, cornelia, it's me will. i've been trying to get a hold of you for hours, but apparently you don't care if irma's hurt and you're the only one here not helping her. whatever. call me back when you care." will hung up the phone and walked grimly back to her other friends. hay lin was talking to irma and taranee was looking up something in a large, midnight black book with something in dutch on the cover. "still no cornelia?" irma asked. for being hurt, irma still talked as much as ever."nope. apparently she'd rather mini-golf with caleb than help one of her best friends. i swear, she has no consideration! she is so... ugh! you know what? who needs her! we can take care of the problem by ourselves!" her friends nodded solemnly in agreement. "just forget it will. you guys can go, i can take care of myself. it's already midnight. i will be fine, really." irma said, leaning forward. she winced in pain. her cheek was still burnt, her pain was still all too real. "no, you're in no condition to be alone. we are going to stay until you are feeling better. that's what friends are for anyways!" "that may take days, maybe even weeks. but we will be here by your side until you are completely healed." hay lin nodded and looked to her friends for support. they nodded and smiled a welcoming smile back. "thanks. you guys are the best friends ever." irma had a strong look on her face. it was calm, solemn, worried, shocked. will noticed this and walked up to her friend. "irma, what's wrong? you have a worried look on your face." "oh, nothing. i'm just...." her voice trailed off. she looked at her feet and crossed her arms on her chest. "...you're just in anguish, my dear. if you give me what i have come here for, i will give you what you want in return." a familiar voice rang through the room. "oh? what do you want then?" irma asked. "oh... not much. just your powers, and the heart of candracar. and what do you want?" "oh... not much." she said in a mocking voice. the man at the door was annoyed. "all i want is for you to get lost, phobos. now scram before we kick your sorry butt all the way back to meridian." "well then, i guess one of us must go. now, will you leave willingly and give me what i want, or must we always do this the hard way?" "eh, the hard way's more fun." will added. "well then, if we must, we must. but i assure you i won't go easy on you." he was prepared to battle, but the five guardians just sat there, ignoring him completely. "alright then, i guess you won't mind if i do this." he pulled irma by her arm and blasted fire at her. he thrust her onto the floor, smiling and laughing. "stop this!" will paused for a moment, rustled her hand around in her pocket, and pulled out a pink, glowing necklace. (aka the heart of candracar) "fine. i will give you what you want. just don't hurt her anymore. now, will you leave us alone?" will handed the necklace to him. she had a smirk on her face. he clutched the necklace in his hands and walked out. "why did you just give it to him?" taranee asked. "i didn't give it to him. it was just a decoy. the real one is still in my pocket." she smiled. irma was crying on the floor. now she was in more pain than any of them could ever imagine. "it's alright irma. we're here for you. no matter what happens, we won't leave your side ever again, besides, isn't that what we're for?"