Tear's Sacrifice

DarkAngelAssassin666: Hello readers, DarkAngel here and I've come back with a new story that I would like to share with you. I know right now that I am going to enjoy writing this fanfic, cause Final Fantasy VIII is my most favorite game in the history of games ever!! Woot! x3 Oh and as for the news about My Love for You, I'll update that too but I'm not so sure how soon, but for now just enjoy this new story that's been posted, and if you have time, please Review!

Pairings

Squall x Réyana

Seifer x Ashiyame

Zell x Sparx

Joey x Eliza

Irvine x Selphie

Chandler x Rinoa

Disclaimer: I do not own Final Fantasy VIII, or the characters, they belong to SquareEnix/Squaresoft, and the OC characters Ashiyame, Sparx, Joey and Chandler are copywrited OC's and the creators have given me the permission to use them. But no stealing them! Not only would I get pissed, but so would the creators. But the characters Réyana, Eliza and the plot belong to me. Oh and don't steal them either kay:D

--- Time passing

---- Different Location

Chapter 1

"Come on! Let's get this over with, I'm in a bad mood right now!"

A young girl with long, thigh length pitch black hair held up in a braid with crimson red eyes was staring down three Grats in the Training Center of Balamb garden. She had been in there since fifty minutes from four till four fifty, training her Guardian Forces but one of them was not cooperating with her and she was pissed, encountering these Grats helped none with her current foul mood.

She stood her ground against the three Grats that were quickly advancing towards her, skittering with their little but many feet, her trusted Gunblade, Crimson Fate, was held firmly in her grip. Just as the first Grat started bringing down one of its many vine-like arms, she roll dodged to her left, quickly getting back up on her feet and drove her Gunblade in it's side while pulling on the trigger, gaining a screech of pain from her opponent.

She drove her blade upwards, slicing the Grat from its middle to the left shoulder, green blood spurting from the wound of its bag body, she smiled in victory as it fell to the ground with a heavy thud, dead. The second one charged at her ready to dig it's fangs into her flesh. But she was too fast for it as she ducked under and about to slash it across its abdomen, her attack was countered though as it swung one of it's many arms knocking her into one of the surrounding trees in the area.

She gasped in shock as the wind was temporarily knocked out of her and winced in slight pain from the hard impact. Her eyes shot open just in time to see the same Grat who knocked her down about to strike her with all it's arms, rolling forward past it, cutting all it's arms along her way. It shrieked in both surprise and pain as it started to flail wildly of losing it's arms, its blood going everywhere as it swung the decapitated appendages around. She quickly ended it's misery as she leapt in the air and sliced right down the middle, splitting it in half, both halves falling with a thud.

Her crimson eyes turned to the last Grat, which backed away slightly in fear, with her glaring at it maliciously. It suddenly regained its confidence as it screeched at her and the large flaps near it's gaping mouth closed around it, it's body starting to expand slightly. She quickly got in defensive position, knowing that it was about to use it's Gastric Juice. She winced slightly and was temporarily paralyzed as the pain started acting up again and that instantly gave her a big disadvantage.

The Grat saw her temporary flaw and instead of releasing deadly poisonous guck in the air towards her, it released a white smoke of Sleeping Gas! She cursed to herself as she covered her mouth and nose trying not to inhale any of the fumes. She quickly jumped back as the Grat tried to Slap her with it's vines.

She wavered slightly as she landed a few feet away from it, stumbling on her feet the effects of the gas were starting to get to her and the pain in her back made her gasp inhaling a large amount of it. She shook her head trying to stay awake, but she was failing as her eyes began to droop, she fell to her knees drowsiness and pain quickly overcoming her. Before fully succumbing to her exhaustion she could hear the Grat's feet as it was advancing towards her, she waited expecting it to either Slap her senseless or suck her dry with it's fangs.

'Just great. I'm gonna end up dying by some plant slapping me to death!' the thought rather ridiculous.

But instead she heard it scream, it was quickly silenced as she heard the sound of blade cutting flesh along with a loud gun shot. By the sound of it, it was another Gunblade wielder. It's body shook the ground slightly as it dropped dead, she was already on the ground her eyes barely open but she was conscious enough to make out a pair of biker boots walking towards her. A figure kneeled down to her and she caught the sight of a pair of icy blue grey eyes staring down at her before she finally blacked out.

---20 minutes later

A pair of blood red eyes slowly started to open, her vision still blurry and her thoughts of what happened before foggy. She groaned slightly as she slowly started to sit up when a shot of pain traveled up her spine which suddenly cracked.

'Ahh! Damn it! I should watch where I am while fighting monsters so not to slam into trees again.' she groaned to herself trying to finish her task to sit up, her back giving another painful crack.

"So you're finally awake…"

She quickly jumped up to her feet in surprise but quickly regretted it as her back gave another loud crack and the pain started up again.

"Ahh! Damn it, that hurt!" she cried wrapping her arms around her middle.

She became barely aware as she heard the steps of heavy boots move towards her, she slowly got up steadying herself up with a fallen tree. A gloved hand tapped her shoulder and she looked up to see the same pair of icy blue eyes staring at her. Her face flushed slightly at the realization of who it was.

Squall Leonheart, 18 years old, Commander of the Garden, a high ranking SeeD Mercenary, and one of the best Gunblade specialists. His steel blue grey orbs bored into her, his short brunette hair grazing the sides of his slightly chiseled face, on his body he sported his usual leather attire. A long-sleeved leather jacket the bottom stopped above his waist, white fur on the collar, a white T-shirt underneath. Tight leather pants hugged his legs and waist that was joined with three belts, and biker boots adorning his feet. The black gloves that all Gunblade wielders wore, and the Lionheart, his trusted Gunblade in its sheath on his left hip.

The jumpy female quickly regained her composure as she realized that she had been staring at him for the past two minutes with him staring back at her with a blank but annoyed expression. She backed away slightly being more comfortable with having some personal space. She blew her pitch black hair out of her face inhaling a good amount of settling breathes, and clearing her throat before she finally spoke up.

"Uh, thanks for the help, I wasn't sure what would have happened to me if you hadn't arrived when I fainted." she stated with a slightly irritated look on her face.

After a few moments of staring Squall responded with a question.

"What is your name, ranking, class and purpose for being here?"

She looked slightly taken back as she fidgeted slightly under his cold gaze before replying.

"I-I'm Réyana Viril, Candidate for SeeD, and Gunblade specialist. I was here training to help build my compatibility with my GF's." she replied hesitantly, "Um, how long was I out for?" she continued.

Réyana Viril, a SeeD Candidate who was still in her training to become a SeeD soldier in Balamb Garden. She was actually a transfer student from Galbadia Garden along with her younger brother, already finished with her training just having to take the SeeD test to enter one of the most famous military forces. Squall didn't know her most likely because she had been there for only a year.

Her long, braided pitch black hair hung behind her, blood red eyes gleamed in the Training Centers surrounding illuminating lights and the assigned Garden uniform adorned her figure. But instead of the girls skirt and bow uniform, she wore the long dark navy blue pants, the same colored jacket that was wrapped around her waist, black combat boots on her feet, and a dark red tank top for her top wear.

Squall didn't say anything as he continued to study her for a few more moments causing Réyana to fidget uncomfortably under his cold gaze. He studied her a moment longer before turning around and walking away, towards the large, heavy steel double doors of the Training Center. Réyana glared at his retreating back angry that he just turned and walked away, her question completely ignored.

Squall stopped in front of the doors and looked back at Réyana before he finally spoke up, seeming to have read her mind.

"You were out for only twenty minutes." he finally answered.

Réyana blushed, she was out for twenty minutes? Wow that gas must have been really potent. Her mellow emotions toward him were soon snapped with the next thing that came out of his mouth.

"Watch out next time when your in the Training Center. You might not be so lucky next time and possibly get eaten by T-Rexaur." he added then proceeded on out through the steel doors.

Réyana's head swerved in the brunette's direction, her long braided pitch black hair swishing behind her. He had already disappeared behind the double doors, but she still glared in the spot of where he had stood, her face flushed in anger. Her small hands curled up into tight fists and she growled in frustration at how he scolded her that she may have been too ditzy in her training methods.

Her hands went limp at her sides, her shoulders slumped and her expression softened as she realized that he was right. She really needed to be more careful of what she did, even if she was fighting with minor enemies, monsters were still dangerous and should not be taken lightly. Réyana had acted that way after not succeeding in getting Diablos to cooperate with her in summoning him. And Squall had saved her so she should be grateful for that, it could've been worse T-Rexaur really could have arrived, the Grats would be long gone but she would've been digested by now.

She sighed to herself as she looked around looking for Crimson Fate, she found the weapon laying near a boulder, she slowly walked over picking up her weapon. She looked at the blade seeming to be in deep thought while looking at the deadly weapon. The blade was similar to Squall's Lionheart, only that it was slightly smaller and lighter so it was easier for her to handle. On the non-edged part of the blade it was black, and the handle was a dark violet red color. And on the end at the butt of the gun hung a keychain attached with a devil wing.

Réyana had yet to think of an insignia for her weapon since it did not bare a symbol on it. The insignias were necessary if they were to be ever found laying around or lost the one who found it could identify who was the owner of the weapon. And it helped to balance and keep check of the weapons abilities. Remembering it after catching a glimpse of the Griever on Squall's Gunblade before he sheathed it, it had brought the thought up to her. She would probably have to talk to Chandler, her younger brother for that, he was usually the creative one, and he might give her an idea of what to do.

Réyana grumbled to herself sheathing her Gunblade back in it's scabbard.

'I guess that's enough training for today.' she sighed, and she started forward out of the Training Center.

She suddenly stopped when her left eye twitched and an image of Chandler popped up in her head. A tall male with mid-back, jet black hair in a spiky ponytail and red eyes like hers. Usually Chandler was up to no good when her body reacted like that. It was like one of those telepathic connections between siblings.

"What is he doing this time?" Réyana growled as she ran out of the grounds of the Training Center and into the halls towards the Parking Lot.

----1st Floor Lobby

Squall walked through the circular hallway of Balamb Garden away from the Training Center not paying any attention to the various SeeD's, Cadets, and other Instructors that saluted him. He was in deep thought, which were about Réyana. He had never seen her around before, he had been observing her at first, watching her battle against the three Grats. Her skills were quite impressive, and she was a young female who handled a Gunblade no less. She had been doing well watching her style of fighting. He expected her style to be fluid and elegant usually expected of a female, but instead her style was rash and reckless but yet it seemed mesmerizing, her swift movements and strong counters made up for it.

She was the only female Gunblade specialist that he had ever encountered. She was short and had a small frame, she had rather dainty hands, ones that looked like they could barely hold up just a gun. And her body composition was just small, someone twice her size could easily out due her. Though he knew not to judge a book by it's cover. Squall seemed to make a small note that her eyes were an alluring crimson red color. Squall blinked in surprise at the sudden thought shaking his head leaving behind the image of her out of his mind and thought back of the details he knew so far about her.

She was a Gunblade Specialist, that was obvious, but who was her Instructor? He found it surprising he didn't possess any knowledge of her, he had the files of all the students at the Academy, advantage of being the Commander. And even considering her small size, she definitely had enough skill and potential to become a SeeD, after his earlier observation of her abilities. It was just the fact that he had never seen her around before, and he wanted to find out more about her. It would be easy to find that out since he had files on all the students in the Academy. He decided to check what her status out of curiosity, so he went on his way to the elevator to his office.

----Parking Lot

Smoke billowed out through the open garage doors of the parking lot as a tall jet black haired male released a drag of the cigarette that was in between his fore and middle finger. He stuck the butt of the cigarette back in his mouth and took another drag from it releasing it just as he inhaled. The sheathed Gunblade on his hip hung loosely from his boys uniform pants, he lacked the jacket but he wore a black muscle shirt to replace it.

"Chandler…"

The said male looked back to the Parking Lots entrance to see a mid-back length, burgundy hair, hazel eyed girl staring timidly at him.

"You know Réya is going to get angry with you if she finds you smoking again. And what if one of the staff catches you? Your gonna get in a lot of trouble!"

Chandler smirked as he turned back to the open garage door taking a longer drag from the cigarette this time, he slowly exhaled before he dropped the now blunted cigarette and stomped on it, kicking it into a bush.

"What she doesn't know won't hurt her. And the Garden staff are too dense to notice shit anyway, Eliza." he exclaimed.

The acknowledged girl Eliza huffed as her shoulders slumped and continued to scowl at the tall male.

Eliza Soars, Réyana's good friend and roommate, she was still a student at Balamb Garden studying to become a Candidate and then start her training to become a SeeD. Her choice weapon were Nunchakus she was rather intelligent and talented for just a simple student. She met both Réyana and Chandler when they first came to the Garden last year being both siblings, and their mentor showing them around the Garden and helping them with their studies. Chandler was always good to her helping her with anything that was burdening for her, Chandler was much like a big brother to her. But he could be a real pain in the ass sometimes.

Eliza just sighed giving Chandler a disappointed look.

"If you say so. Don't make me say 'I told you so' when she starts biting your head off."

Chandler scoffed lightly as he shifted his weight on one leg while leaning against the side of the open Garage door.

"She'll be fine. She won't notice anything, and I'm not smoking now so hah!" he said assuring.

"Well I do. And I only notice because you smell like that shit all the time."

Both occupants looked to the door in surprise to find Réyana standing at the door with her arms crossed and with a rather unhappy look on her face.

"Oh hey Réya!" Eliza greeted joyfully wrapping her arms around her friend and roommates shoulders, her previous shyness gone.

"Hey Liz." Réyana returned the embrace giving her a small pat on her head.

Chandler cursed to himself as his older sister, now free from Eliza's hold with her hands on her hips and her blood red eyes glaring maliciously at him. She trekked up to him while glaring at her younger sibling, even with her short height and small frame, Chandler found her sister to be quite intimidating when she was angry.

"You know you're going to end up killing yourself with this shit?" she started.

Chandler gave a nervous laugh as he gave her an innocent look, Réyana sighed in defeat.

"What am I going to do with you?" Réyana muttered to herself.

"He's a pain in the ass. There's nothing you can do with him." Eliza pointed out.

Chandler snickered his thoughts exactly what Eliza emphasized.

"You know I'm only watching out for you right? I don't want you to get into any trouble, and you do know that these will kill you! Don't act like it's nothing!" she socked him upside the head seeing him snicker.

"Ow! I know, I know! You don't have to be so abusive about it!" he whined in response while rubbing the spot where his sister hit him on the back of his head.

He paused in his motion when he saw Réyana wince slightly her face set in discomfort, her left hand tightly gripping her right shoulder. He could see her visibly shaking in pain, his eyes widened when he noticed the large bruise on the shoulder she was gripping. He walked up to her gently taking hold of her arms looking her over. She had small scratches all over her, above her right eyebrow she had a gash that looked to have stopped bleeding some time ago, and that large bruise on her back just looked painful.

"Réy, what happened to you?!" he ground out in shock.

Réyana looked at him in confusion for a second before groaning in realization at her carelessness. She had forgot to tend to her wounds earlier before going to find Chandler.

Chandler gave a concerned glare at his sister when she didn't respond, "Réyana! What. Happened?"

Réyana rolled her eyes and sighed to herself as she swatted her little brothers hands away from her, he was always serious with her when he used her full name.

"I'm fine, they're just small scratches. Nothing serious I'll tend to them later." she assured.

"You should have gone to the Infirmary if you got this badly injured. That's what the damn place is for, treatment and healing when you get wounded!" he pointed out.

Réyana rolled her eyes as she folded her arms in front of her and started toning out her brothers jabbering.

"It's also where you get advice. And It's no big deal, you overreact too much." she added in the middle of his chatter.

Chandler stared at her for a while before he reached into the hackie sack that hung on his belt and pulled out a Hi-Potion.

"Drink this." he ordered.

Réyana backed away slightly with wide eyes as she started shaking her head in negative.

"No! I am not drinking that swill, forget it!" she absolutely refused shaking her head no and waving her hands in front of her.

Eliza quietly snuck out of the Parking Lot seeing as the situation between the two siblings was heating up, "I'll go check them out later…" she noted to herself quietly the other two not noticing her sudden absence.

Chandler sighed as he held out the bottle to her and started pressing her to take it.

"Come on Réyana, your hurt and you need to get healed." he pointed out.

Réyana looked at him then the Hi-Potion, she instantly turned green and again shook her head in negative.

"I'm fine don't worry about me alright?" Réyana refused, boy was she stubborn.

Chandler was starting to get irritated now, he glared irritably as he put the Hi-Potion bottle away and walked up to her and started pushing her towards the door, "H-hey, what are you doing?!" Réyana demanded.

"Taking you to the Infirmary." Chandler stated matter-of-factly.

He knew Réyana always hated using Potions or Elixirs because of their vile taste, that's why she always intended on using healing magic's even if they drained a portion of their energy after use of them. To Réyana it was better than bearing with healing drinks that tasted like shit. But she only used them when it was absolutely necessary. So he decided to just save the trouble of arguing with her and drag her to the Infirmary instead.

"And after your treated we can go get something at the Cafeteria, I'm getting hungry." Chandler suggested just as his stomach growled.

Réyana turned to him and grinned a wide grin holding out a paper bag with what smelled like cooked meat inside.

"No need to do that, I got the last four hotdogs they had before coming here since I knew that you'd be hungry. Oh and thanks."

Chandler smiled at that as he took the bag from her hands and took a hotdog out taking a big bite out of it.

----Cafeteria

"What?! You're all out of hotdogs?!"

Various occupants in the Cafeteria turned to the loud yell in alarm to see a blonde with a strange tattoo on the left side of his face, wearing the boy's uniform with a rather angry and disbelieving look on his face. The lunch lady at the counter winced slightly at the loudness of the young man's voice before she collected herself and responded to his loud outburst.

"I'm sorry Mr. Dincht, but someone ordered the last ones we had about ten minutes ago. But we'll have more tomorrow just try again and come earlier next time."

Zell bowed his head down in disappointment as he trudged out of the cafeteria with his hands in his SeeD uniform pockets mumbling incoherently to himself.

'Man, I'm missing out again with the hotdogs. Shouldn't Instructors have a cafeteria menu just for us? Damn it, this pisses me off!' Zell sighed to himself.

'Well I guess I mind as well just go do something else.'

He thought of what he might be doing for the day but not surprisingly he didn't have anything in mind.

'But what the hell can I do for today?!' Zell sighed in boredom.

He was completely drawn into his thoughts that he had not noticed a student in front of him and accidentally bumped into her, knocking her to the ground.

"Ouch!" Eliza sat on the ground rubbing her bottom from her fall.

"Oh, I'm sorry about that ma'am! Are you alright?" Zell apologized, he helped her up giving another apology.

"Y-yes, I-I'm fine." Eliza assured.

"Oh, Eliza. I didn't realize it was you, sorry about that." Zell apologized again.

"It's alright Mr. Dincht."

Zell sighed as he scratched his head in vexation, "I told you, you can just call me Zell when classes aren't in session didn't I?"

"Yes Mr. Dinch- I mean Zell!" Eliza corrected herself nodding.

Zell shook his head chuckling to himself. Being the new Martial Art Instructor was a rather interesting experience for him.

----With Réyana and Chandler

"Kanji?"

"Yeah, you can use that for your insignia. Nobody else has thought of it so that'll make yours more special."

Réyana had asked Chandler what kind of Insignia to use for Crimson Fate and the first thing he had responded was a Kanji. He definitely had a good point with the originality, and she did like the idea, the thing was, she didn't know what she wanted it to say.

She sighed in disappointment as her mind became a blank. She wanted to keep the Kanji idea she just didn't know what she wanted it to say.

"If you can't think of what you want it to say than maybe we can think of something else." he offered seeming to have read her mind.

Réyana shook her head, "No, I'll stick with the Kanji. Instructor Kyde said I needed to think of an Insignia by the end of this week, and already three days have passed since he told me. I've already delayed enough time with this and I don't want to delay it any longer."

Chandler nodded understanding and didn't press the subject any more, leaving her to her own thoughts.

Dr. Kadowaki walked in a few moments later holding a first aid kit wearing rubber gloves, she gave Réyana a warm smile as she sat herself in the chair next to the bed where Réyana was seated. She looked at Chandler knowingly as she motioned her head for him to leave the room.

"Your going to have to leave dear, your sister is going to have to take her shirt off for me to check her injuries." Dr. Kadowaki explained, "You can wait for her in the waiting room."

Chandler nodded as he walked out without another word leaving the two women. Once he was gone she turned to her patient taking out a bottle of rubbing alcohol and a piece of swab.

"Alright dear, I'm going to need you to remove your shirt so I can take care of your injuries."

----With Zell and Eliza

"You never really told me about your roommate." Zell stated as he and Eliza walked around the 1st Floor, but Eliza didn't seem to be listening.

Zell looked over at Eliza and noticed that she was staring into space, Zell's brows scrunched in wonder as he waved his hand in her face trying to get a reaction from her.

"Hunh? Huh? Oh, sorry about that Zell! Did you say something?"

Zell laughed lightly at her facial expression at the acknowledgment of her attention.

"I said you never really told me about your roommate." he repeated.

"Oh you mean Réyana? Yeah, we share the same dorm together. She's a great person."

'Huh. Réyana? Where have I heard that name before?' he thought to himself.

"She's a Gunblade Specialist in Instructor Kyde's class."

'Oh yeah. She's that female Gunblade Specialist the students had been talking about last year.'

"Yeah I remember her. She's the only female Gunblade Specialist known in all the Gardens."

"Yeah she's very talented! I'm so jealous of her, she's ready to take the SeeD exam now, and I just know that she's going to pass. And she just transferred last year."

'Transfer? Oh shit! That's right! Headmaster Cid had told me to find Réyana Viril to give her the assignment in Balamb. Damn it, probably another reason how I heard her name.' Zell groaned to himself for his absent-mindedness.

"Eliza, do you know where Réyana may be?"

Eliza stopped in tracks and thought for a minute, considering the situation before between her and Chandler, they were most likely in the Infirmary.

"Probably in the Infirmary."

"Alright thanks." Zell ran off to the Infirmary.

"W-wait! Zell, what's wrong?!"

But the tattooed Instructor was gone before she could say more.

"Huh… Wonder what that was for?" she shrugged to herself continuing on to her way.

----On a Train arriving in Balamb

A boy no taller than five foot seven, spiky black hair and onyx colored eyes walked through the hallway of the train passing by other passengers before stopping in front of a door with the number 312 on it. He turned the knob and entered the room shutting the door behind him, then an announcement came on over the speakers announcing the trains arrival in Balamb.

"Attention, we will be arriving in Balamb Train Station in 20 minutes. Please make sure to gather your belongings you have boarded with you on the train before departing."

'Twenty minutes huh? Well I guess we still have some time to spare.' he thought to himself.

He looked ahead to spot just ahead of him his friend sitting on the long couch that aligned the wall sitting down playing a card game of Triple Triad by herself. Her long, straight, knee length, silver hair cascaded down her back, her penetrating gold eyes staring at the cards that lay in front of her. On her feet she would stand at five foot ten, much taller than her male companion. The male walked over to her taking a seat in front of her watching as she played her card game, after a few moments of silence he finally spoke up.

"You heard what they said over the speakers didn't you Ashiyame?" he quirked.

The female Ashiyame brushed a strand of hair behind her ear nodding her response, "Don't worry Joey, I heard."

Joey, the now acknowledged boy just shrugged and stood up from his seat reaching above him for the compartments where their luggage were. Laying two duffle bags, a backpack and a large black and green case down on the floor, he looked through the green duffle that contained his belongings making sure all his supplies and clothing were in tact. He left the purple duffle bag and backpack close to Ashiyame since they were hers. He reached for the case and opened it revealing an M16 Assault Rifle, his choice weapon . Two of it's mags lay above, the other mags on the bullet holsters on his left thigh, the strap to hold it lay below the gun. He turned to Ashiyame who was still absorbed in her game as she flipped over a card.

"Hey you gotta make sure that all your stuff is in tact Ash, I'm not gonna let you borrow any of my clothes if you end up losin your bags." he warned.

Ashiyame laughed at him before she flipped two more cards.

"Don't worry Joey, besides I don't think any of your pants would be able to fit me. My legs are too long for them." she stated.

He plopped himself next to her fastening the strap on his rifle and strapped it behind him on his shoulder. He held out a rolled up whip to her waiting as she finally acknowledged it and took it in her hands.

"Still, just make sure you have everything. Not only would I not lend you my clothes but I don't want my friend to end up having to walk around naked in her new Academy." Joey reared his head out of the way as Ashiyame's fist shot toward his face.

"You're such a loser." she laughed.

"Hey I'm just trying to be a friend." he countered slightly offended.

Ashiyame shook her head and continued her game, but wasn't able to finish it as the announcement of their arrival was spoken over the speakers.

DarkAngelAssassin666: Well that's the first chapter folks. What do you think? Good, bad, horrible? Well just leave a review and tell me what ya think. If you like it I'll update more.