Dear readers! This story was written for the competition, and it rewritten the old film about the new year and the New Year miracle. I suggest you guess which movie I changed my own way))

A woman hurried along the long, dark passages of the Gothic palace. The staccato of her heels echoed off the ancient walls, scaring shadows lurking there. Suddenly she was blocked by a pillar of golden light.

“You,” the stranger was not surprised by this phenomenon. For a woman, she was very tall. The correct, symmetrical face was too pale, with slightly puffy bright red lips and a small straight nose. But the main feature of the beautiful witch, the highest-level energy vampire, Cassandra of Mallia, was, of course, his eyes. They attracted attention, seemed to see through and through, all the passions, desires, all the secrets of the human soul were open to these light blue indifferent eyes.

“I,” said a male voice just as calmly and calmly. The golden glow was becoming more muffled, outlining the male silhouette. Tall and broad-shouldered, the man stretched out his arms to the woman. Then he said something quietly to her.

- The seventh time I answer - I agree, - she smiled.

Dark corridors flooded the soft golden light again. But the witch frowned, led her open palm and the light faded.

- Gore, I have absolutely no time. Tomorrow is my birthday, and so much has to be prepared ... - The man just sighed, and handed her a graceful phial on a gold chain, within which purple glares glowed.

“I have thirteen hearts given by you.” Let's stop at this lucky number, ”smiled Cassandra, admiring the reflections of the phial.

“You need strength, Cassie ...”

“I can handle it, Horus,” the Egyptian god suddenly assumed his real appearance, towering almost two meters above the fragile female figure. The eyes of the falcon's head were filled with an incomprehensible golden light.

- If you were mine, you would no longer need a humiliating search for donors ...

“I know, love,” Cassandra answered calmly, “but I don’t want to become too dependent on you ...”

Slowly and smoothly, the golden radiance left the god, and before the woman stood a tall, broad-shouldered man.

She impulsively hugged him, looked into bright blue eyes:

- Is it hard to love a witch?

- Difficult. Knowing that you do not love.

“Love ...” The kiss was muffled by Cassandra’s voice.

Their kiss was as hot as it was brief. Not daring to delay her beloved one more, Gore ran a gentle, loving gesture across her back, and when she disappeared into the dark passages, he opened a small portal and went out into it.

He turned out to be straight in the courtyard, where he nearly knocked down a young witch, Cassandra's assistant.

- Oh, Master Grigorio ... Be blessed.

- I will, Gerda, I will. With your mouth, you should drink honey, blessed be you. You are so radiant, even my old heart rejoices. Let me guess, are you in love?

The girl looked down and blushed. She had no idea about the true essence of the maestro Grigorio, considering him to be just a strong bright magician.

“Yes ...” the witch whispered softly, “he ... He is wonderful!”

- I'm happy for you. Let me give you a small gift, - and Gore handed her a phial on a gold chain.

- What is it, Master Grigorio? - admiring the purple glare, asked Gerd.

- This is a heart. A loving heart - soothing a frightened girl, Gore stroked his luxuriant blond hair - His owner died defending his beloved. So let his heart protect your love, dear girl, - and put the chain around the neck of the young witch himself. She began to shine, threw herself on his neck and kissed the magician on both cheeks. Then they warmly said goodbye, Gerda laid a gentle whirlwind of his movement in the direction of the small living room, and Grigorio created a portal and went about his business.

Neither god nor the young witch knew that they were being watched from the balcony.The thin man angrily narrowed his eyes, snorted, and smoothed a long strand of hair on his balding crown. He curled his narrow lips, turned on his heels and went out, heading for his chambers. As soon as he entered the vaults of the palace, something that had merged with her before this had come out of the wall. The golem was a personal servant of the dark magician Massacre, which gave him considerable advantages. Like no other creature, he could be hiding amongst the stonework, which made him the perfect spy in the castle. This ability of his even offset the utter stupidity of the creature.
- Watch her. Be quiet. Report to me.

- Silently report? - the golem stood puzzled.

- Report to me! I don’t need to be silent, idiot!

- Got it. Report silently, idiot.

- Do not repeat the idiot, idiot!

“Do not repeat without silence, idiot, idiot,” Massacre waved his hand irritably and the golem disappeared.

In the small living room, Gerda was surrounded by friends — witches and magicians, a pair of Incubi and Aubrey's friends, and even werewolf Mark Tullius, tamed by one of the witches.

- Well, tell me who he is? Where did you pick it up? He is a human? - showered questions. She sat down on the couch, gratefully accepted a glass of red wine, offered to her by the silent werewolf, and began the story.

- We met in Belteyn (the night of April 30-May 1, auth.). Remember, I flew to relatives? And there was a holiday. He is a magician, bright and very strong. Oh, and you know what his name is? Kai! Evan Kai! - drapes curled from friendly laughter and a few candles went out, - and tomorrow I will also fly to him ... - Gerda smiled shyly.

- I messed up - there is waiting for a little ring! - one of the little witches thrust a tangled thread into her hands.

- So you blew, my friend, nothing shone to me! - tall blond Ubri poked in the shoulder of a friend.

- Well, I do not know, this is Belteyn - can still roll over. May - he is the greatest! - short Aubrey slyly winked at his friend.

- You do not pour me here, philosopher. Throw a favor, once lost!

- Remove, I ... this ... - lowered down short, embarrassed hiding lascivious green eyes.

- What? Well, we recently ... Again, for all our share of water turned into wine? - Aubrey's reddened cheeks from reddening cheeks reddened even more. But they were not heard - the conversation in the small living room went on as usual.

- But, Gerda, tomorrow is the birthday of the most ... - Black-haired Bast eloquently jabbed her finger at the ceiling, - and you are her assistant.

- I've already done everything. Menu - the chefs are already working, the wine list is registered. And the invitations are sent back to Samhain (Halloween, October 31-November 1, auth note). There was only music left - and I was looking for the best of the best, - she smiled slyly, - and found! Here, look, - she gently ran her finger on the screen of her smartphone and everyone heard the perky “Jyvnjar viyunit viyugaa, and livnyi khleschut upryugaaa, and the stars take revenge on the circle and thunder garadaaa!”
- I was afraid that they would not go to us, because tomorrow people are celebrating the New Year. But ... considering how much we pay ... - Gerda proudly straightened out, - tomorrow morning I will heal them, send them here, and I will stay. Evan will be there, and with the lady I will ask permission to celebrate the new year with my relatives.

- Umnichka! These vanilla uboltat - well worth it! - Remove kissed the girl on the cheeks, not paying attention to the jealous look of a friend.
And even the sensitive werewolf did not notice how a face appeared on the stone wall of the wall. And immediately disappeared.

Evan Kai sat in the greenhouse and looked at the phone screen. Suddenly, someone in the back of his neck snorted. He turned and almost dropped the phone.

- Holy tangerines! What is this?!

“Experiment,” lightly tapping the hooves, a unicorn of sky-blue color with violet eyes passed in front of him, —the calculation of the morphing scheme of a mythological creature. Judging by your reaction, lucky.

“You will bring me to a heart attack with your experiments,” but Evan had already calmed down, looking with love at her sister in a new guise. Niin, his twin, was exactly five minutes older than Evan, and it was she who got the ability of morpher, thanks to which she could reincarnate ...