Petals dance all around, surrounding me in a cluster of pink. I try to swat them away, but it doesn't work. They taunt me and tease me.

Through the petals, I can make out two figures standing before me. One is Kagura, and the other is a strange man with long, feathery hair and indigo robes. Neither of them seem to notice me.

I hear Kagura growl at the feathery haired figure. "Mykage! I want my wench!" Mykage. Is that what the figure is called?

Mykage answers, his voice smooth as honey, and yet strangely spine-tingling. "All in good time, Kagura."

I finally find my voice and shout at them. "Hey!"

The one called "Mykage" turns toward me, and Kagura cries out, "Sylvie!"

"My name is not Sylvie," I say. "What is going on?"

With a wave of his hand, Mykage stops the petals circling around me and they fall to the ground. "You're here." When he speaks, his lips never move. I want to turn and run. He scares me, but there's nowhere to go. I'm trapped.

"What do you want with me?" I ask, swallowing the lump in my throat.

Kagura starts to rush towards me, but Mykage stops him and holds him back.

"Let me go, Mykage!" Kagura howls. "I want my wench! I want my Sylvie!"

Vines magically wrap around him and restrain Kagura. They cut into him and he cries out. I actually feel really bad for him. Is this what he goes home to everyday? Torture? Does he even have a home? That night on the tower showed me how messed up he was and how much he's hurting inside. Maybe this is why?

"Hey! Leave him alone!" I start to run to Kagura's aid.

Suddenly, the petals whirl around in the air again, blinding me. I hold my arm out to shield my face.

When the petals start to clear out, I see that both of the figures have gone and I now stand in a large cavern.

No. I'm not standing. I'm floating.

A boy with fiery red hair and an X-shaped scar on his cheek floats in front of me.

I try to speak, but no words come out.

Then he hugs me. Why is he hugging me? I don't even know this boy. What's going on?

"I'll always remember this scent," he whispers in my ear. That sentence seems strangely familiar.

As he starts to pull away, I try to say something, but his lips press to mine and my eyes widen in shock. He's kissing me? How? Why? But I like it. I indulge in it. It seems so familiar.

What are you doing?! Why are you kissing him?! a little voice in my head yells at me.

After we pull away, I notice that instead of the usual purple strands, blond locks of hair rest on my shoulders. How?! I'm not blond! What's happening to me?

The scene starts to change and I find myself dressed in a black gown. My hair is normal again and a man stands next to me. His red hair blends in with the dark and depressing atmosphere. His yellow eyes glow wildly. Kagura.

"Sylvie," he croons. "Your scent is so pungent."

I cringe at his words. Scent. That's what the fiery haired boy said. He mentioned a scent.

I start putting the first couple of puzzle pieces together. The boy I kissed was Apollon. It was a memory from my past life. As Sylvie, I kissed him, and Kagura is the reincarnation of him. This dress I wear now is my future wedding gown. I'm supposed to be reunited with my lover.

But what about Amata? What about the petal I found sitting on his shoulder earlier? What about the fact that his condition suddenly worsened for no reason? What about the weird dreams he had?

Kagura says one more thing, "I will never let anyone get in my way. No one will ever have my wench."

And then he melts away into darkness.