The old lady gasped, perhaps not at the thing Ashy had whispered into her ear, but she gasped, and as the girl snapped her fingers, Ashy stepped back, smiling coldly. She was now a 16-year-old. How immature. What was her true form? Ashy's blue eyes widened maliciously, and she started to giggle. She had no particular reason to, but she found that it was more fun to mess with her victim's head before she attacked.

Her giggles stopped quickly and the slim girl looked down at the golden-haired one. 'I know a lot of things, mystic. And I trifle with everything unless I am forbidden. Do you know who I am?' Ashy folded her arms after using a hand to run through her long hair. She looked mildly amused at the look on the mystic's face. 'I am Ashley Trelasse, mystic. Who are you?' She said this slowly enough, her voice cold and jarring. Her blue eyes penetrated the mystic's, and the boat shook gently as the waves crashed against it.

The cruel voice in her head was speaking to her. It had been there for as long as she could remember. It's presence was always lingering. And it was speaking now. 'Do not hurt her yet.' Ashy made a face that was obvious annoyance. 'Can't I?' She thought back. Immediately, a jolt of pain ran through her body. 'ALRIGHT!' Ashy almost yelled this out loud. She didn't, but she almost did. Her eyes closed for a second and opened.

"DON'T THREATEN ME! DON'T! I am a MYSTIC, d**nit. I can control powers you can't even fathom. Don't threaten me." Ashy touched a hand to her forehead. She must have been spoken to as well. A smile touched her lips, a cruel look in her eyes, her black hair flowing behind her as she stepped forward.

As the same time, the mystic drew herself up to her full height. Her full height appeared to be the full height of a sixteen-year-old. Ashy laughed a laugh too low and cold for her appearances. It was as if her master was laughing through her. And he almost was. His cold laughter was ringing in her mind.

"I am Dianora Grant, mystic of the air, fire, water, earth, light and dark." A short pause was inserted here. Ashy raised an eyebrow, her laughing subsiding, and her icy blue eyes gleaming maliciously. 'I'm so scared,' Ashley said, sarcasm dripping from her words. "The elements bow before me. Do not presume that you are greater than the elements themselves."

'Do you hear her, master? It is as if she thinks she is more powerful than us.' Her master's laughter rang in her head as her laughter rang in her surroundings. 'Be careful. Do not underestimate her.' Ashy thought her consent and replied, 'Ah. Dianora. You may control the elements, but you know what I control? I control an army of Haunts. You are powerful, but I am, too. My master and I are very amused by your behavior. Why are you not running, Dianora?'

"I do not run. I do not flee. I do not fear the likes of you." Such a foolish girl, Ashy thought with a smirk. Such a brave, but foolish girl. She said nothing, but listened quietly, unlike her usual self. "Your master can key a spell on to my magic, to stop me from destroying your ship and plunging us all into an abyss. If I die tonight, haunt, I take you ALL with me. I promise you that."

Ashley laughed again, the laugh not hers. It was Ereast's. 'Ahh, but darling,' she crooned, 'you can't possibly take us all with you. You see, none of us will die. You, however, will. I guarantee it.' Her blue eyes were cold.

"And you can tell your master that if I ever find him, I will tear him into little pieces and feed him to the dogs. And if I cannot finish my job before I die, I shall come again after my death to HAUNT him."

Ashley laughed again. 'You're a funny girl. Thank you for amusing me.' Suddenly, the brown eyes seemed blue for a second. Ashley tilted her head, then staggered a bit when the ship rocked. She regained her balance, then laughed. She threw her head back, and she laughed.