I got this idea when a friend gave me a present hidden in a old chaotic tin. As much as I like the bracelet inside the tin made me realize how much a really miss the show and the card game. After sorting through some old cards I starting thinking about what it must have been like to live among these creatures. I'm not sure if people will read this, but I suppose it's just my way of keeping it alive.

Peace, Love and Chaos

-S. Nightly

Oh an I own nothing even though I'm pretty sure this stuff is almost considered public domain.

"Hey Maxxor."

"Thomas? How did you get into the library?" Maxxor said looking up to see his human friend leaning against a book shelf.

The chaotic player was always so quiet. Even in silence Tom managed to slip in without him hearing a thing. Not that Maxxor minded. He enjoyed having him around. At time Maxxor even wished he could see more of Tom. His smile was always so uplifting, as if there wasn't a trouble in the world. Not to mention his eyes shined with a beautiful light that could not be bested by the strongest of mugic. It reminded the king of the goodness in the world even when things seemed bleak.

"The door." He replied jokingly.

Maxxor smirked at the humor.

"So what brings you here?"

"Nothing too important. I just thought I'd drop in and say hey while I'm at the Arsenal."

"You're helping Bodal on his teleportation device?"

"Technically no, the Codemasters forbid us from advancing your technology. Something about a long standing peace treaty and we're technically supposed to be 'chaotic neutrals'." Tom said adding air quotes. "So I'm not allowed to fork over plans, but I can put a big 'x' through things that aren't going to work. It's more fun than I thought it'd be surprisingly."

Maxxor looked up at him with a concerned glance. As much as he would have liked to see Overworld battle gear advance he didn't want to put Tom at risk. Though chaotic was a game the effects it had on Perim, its creatures and the chaotic players were very real. In a way chaotic players had to be weak and stupid, or at least carry this façade. It was the only way they could be safe. Tom would be in more trouble than he could imagine if others knew he was assisting Bodal, directly or not.

"Tom, don't help Bodal if there's a chance you could get in trouble."

"Chaotic law is loose enough it can be bent. Don't worry about it."

"Thomas I am serious." Maxxor said sternly. "I don't want to see you end up like those terrorists for something trivial. You are not to help Bodal."

Tom was growing up, but it seemed he was still very much a child. Though he was intelligent there were times where his immense courage outweighed his better judgment. In Maxxor's mind he was an amazing friend and a great companion, but he did not deny he felt the need to protect Tom from himself.

"Fine then…" Tom said rolling his eyes. "I'll just finish my work and skip out to the party early."

"Party?" Maxxor inquired.

"Oh, I guess no one told you. Today is the Chaos Celebration, the anniversary of the first chaotic match between all seven Codemasters. They're going to come out and address everyone then there's a fireworks display and…hmm…"

Tom dropped his head in thought.

"Is something wrong?"

"No, I just realized something." Tom said smiling. "The last celebration was the day before I became a player. So technically it's an anniversary for me too. One year ago tomorrow was the first day I ever set foot in Perim. If I'm doing the math right it's exactly two solans ( the equivalent to human years in a 2:1 ratio) since I met you."

"Really? It's seems time's really past me by. It still seems like yesterday you saved me from Von Bloot."

"And you saved me from Chaor." Tom laughed.

Tom's scanner began to chime like a mighty clock tower. Taking it out he frowned at the screen and turned it off.

"My break's over. I have to get back or Bodal will make me stay late."

"He can't make you do anything." Maxxor reminded.

"No, but I promised I'd help out." Tom said crossing his heart with an imaginary 'X'.

"You better get going then. But don't leave too quickly once you're done. I'm dropping by for the testing and I have a surprise for you."

"You do, what?"

"Shoo Tom, it's called a surprise for a reason."

Tom took up his scanner with a huff.

"Fine then be a kill joy." He smirked. "See ya."

In a flash of light Tom vanished just as mysteriously as he had come. Maxxor looked at the papers before him and shuffled them together. Leaving the materials on the table Maxxor took the documents and returned to his office.

Abandoning the papers on top of his desk Maxxor focused his thoughts on something he had been thinking about for some time now. For the past few months, whenever the human had appeared about his castle Maxxor had wanted to throw down his work and go wherever he would lead him. By the Cothica when he was with Tom, it was as if nothing could bother him. The name Thomas Antonio Majors meant adventure, fun, always something new. When Maxxor was in his company he always learned something and yet at the same time he would open the boy's eyes as if he were a child. The leader had become almost nostalgic when they were apart. He had come to care for Tom deeply and thought of him as family, just as Tangath Toborn had been to him. If he could find the words he would tell this to Tom. But how does one say you are like a son without changing something that should remain?

Maxxor opened his desk drawn and pulled out a small silk bag with velvet drawstrings. Once he untied the knot Maxxor opened the bag and dumped the contents into his hand. It was a small blue pendant, made from a blue crystal fragment. The ruler had wanted to give it to Tom sooner, as a thank you for riding Perim of those horrid chaotic players who were destroying the Overworld. However, Tom was so distort over the issue. In his mind Tom felt as if he failed for not stopping them sooner. Maxxor could not blame him. After all he made Tom feel like scum from following the orders of his own leaders. In a silent agreement they let the matter die and the pendant was stashed away. Now Maxxor wanted to present it to the boy, proved to him that he was trusted and his friendship was valued. Tom deserved far more, but this necklace was the least he could do for him. Someday he hoped he could do more.