This was going to be a Vacation

Daniel scribbled furiously on the paper. He grasped the pen tightly, but it kept slipping. He was weaker than he thought. His writing was slightly messy, but legible.

Am I in the afterlife? It feels like I might be there, but I am not sure. Where in the Underworld did they put me? It's very hard to tell; it looks a bit plain, but there are technologies not yet invented by the mortal souls here, and I am in tremendous pain. Which part of the afterlife is it?

Daniel looked very confused. He struggled a little under the covers and seemed to be in some sort of trance not unlike the Bleeding Effect.

Daniel, you're not in the Underworld. You're back in the present. It's you're real time. You took a Past life potion I made. Calm down. He used every Veela charm he had to try to get through to the other boy. Hoping that it's effects would out weigh the after effects of the potion.

Take this, and it should all become clear. He said putting the potion in Daniel's hand.

He walked over to Daniels cloths and searched for the boy's wand. Finding it, he placed it in eyesight of the young man.

Daniel, this is you're wand. Were in my bedroom. What you saw, wasn't you're life. It was a past life.

There were flashes before Daniel's eyes, those of the wand and those that were produced by the potion and the Veela charm. They were mixing together. He felt a more localized form of the rubber band stretching, but this time it only occurred in his head. The same rubber band snap, the same catapulting, into the present. His head was quite sore, more so than it was before. Only certain parts of it had been brought back previously, now the whole thing was here. He also regained his voice.

"Wha? What happened? I was, like, dressed funny, killed, then brought back some how in a completely different setting". He stared down at the empty vial in his hand, which jogged his memory. "Oh..."

Godric smiled a little, still worried for this beautiful young man.

Are you sure you are okay Daniel? If not I can make a potion that can counter act that one, but I'm not sure how many side effects it will have. There are to many ingredients already being used in the two potions right now. I don't want to overload you're system. Godric's face was almost ashen with worry. His good looks distorted with concern.

Do you know my name? He asked to see if the boy was aware of exactly which time he was in. He needed to make sure just in case.

Daniel sat straight up in the bed and sighed, the sparks still working within his line of vision, obscuring everything in the room.

"Well, Godric, I'm okay. I feel alright, I need no more potions since I feel great now" Daniel managed to say. He felt his vocal cords loosening a little bit, allowing him to speak normally once more. "I just felt like my head's been catapulted, but otherwise I'm okay". It was a lie, he still had remnants of the effects of the other potions within his system. He didn't want any more though, so he didn't say he wasn't feeling okay.

"It's been a few hours since I've eaten. Is there any food?"

Godric snapped his fingers and Kreaton appeared. Get Daniel some food. Godric said with dark authority.

Moments later Kreaton came back holding a silver platter containing lots of different fruits. Nothing exotic, but lots of it.

Feel free to take as much as you like. Godric took the opportunity to grab an apple from the tray. As he took a bite, the juice ran down his chin.

After he had swallowed he smiled, and wiped away the juice.

Daniel reached out to take a banana. He peeled it and bit off the tip. It'd been a long time since he'd eaten a banana. It was his second favorite fruit, the other being blueberries. Suddenly, he crammed the whole banana down once he realized how hungry he actually was. He put the skin beside him on the bed, and grabbed an apple, eating it. Softly, he whimpered as he felt a pull on his teeth. Then a steady ringing.

Suddenly, a rush of voices came to the front. They engulfed his entire being. Swallowing him whole. Well, mentally. They were telling him something, but he wasn't sure what they were saying. He looked dazed, a bit of juice dripped from his chin.

Godric bent down, so he was at eye level with Daniel. The boy was apperently out of it again.

Why do people tell me there okay when there not? He looked absolutly worried about the young man. He didn't know why all this was happening, the potion wasn't dangerous, Godric was absolutly positive about that. He really hoped he didn't have to take the boy to St. Mungo's. The last time he had been there, well, he had tried to kill a few staff members. The pain it was being a wand and blade for hire.

If I need to get a healer, I can. But I need to know what's going on. Godric was good at keeping his mind cool while things were going from bad to worse. It was something that kept him alive on more then one occasion.

His eyes dilated, then contracted. Focusing on Godric once more, he finally spoke. "Bleeding.....bleeding effect...you know, like Assassin's Creed. I just had a Bleeding Effect moment. Like those guys from Assassin's Creed do. I just hope I don't end up like Subject 16". He laughed at his own joke, apparently it was funny. Although really, it was a bad joke.

He continued eating his fruit, and then he smiled softly. Daniel finally looked like he was back to normal again. Like, he was finally going to get better. He didn't know, though, that he'd been blessed with a new power after seeing himself in Chryses's body when he died. He'd been granted the power to listen to his ancestors, opening a new gate for him.

Godric had seen something akin to what this looked like, but it wasn't anything like the Bleeding effect.

Just be careful. I don't need you going insane on me. Godric was able to keep his calm about this but he wasn't sure he liked where it was leading.

You should probably wait a good few days or weeks before taking the next potion. Godric hoped that Christy was faring slightly better with her potion's side effects.

Godric stood and took his perch on the side of the bed. He pointed to the table and Kreaton placed the tray there and popped out once more. Godric picked up his lyre strummed it, the same melody that had come on him out of no where. He didn't sing this time, but the melody was the same.