Me: Woo!Startin' Chap 2!This one's gonna be different...maybe shorter.

Braden: By how much?A few hundred less words?

Me: Oh If that's how you feel,I might make it longer.

Braden: You,sock it.

Me: Make me.

Braden: Shut it or I'll choke you.

Me: I'll send you back to Exander and Mylene,cretin.

Braden: Fine. I hope you make Cyn cry.

Me: Cyn doesn't even appear in this story!Now disclaim

Braden: She owns me,Kennedy and the story,others go to Namco

Me: Good. Lights,cameras,action!Oh I didn't mean to spell 'Iselian' wrong in chp1 by the way...my beta has NO idea about ToS...hee (No offense dear.)

Martel looks behind her back,and sees me behind. She gives a tsk of dissatisfaction,knowing I'll miss my family and didn't want to die. She sighs and flies back,grabbing my hand. She scowls

"Do you want this to happen the easy way or go like Ratatosk?" Her blue-green eyes had small flames in them as she glared at me,trying to burn my eyes away. I gave a look a fear that was a load of bull. Her hair gets in her face,and she screams as though she was being petrified. I rub my temples,and bring out my accursed pink wings. I glide smoothly along the sky while Martel tries getting the thick hair out her face. I smile contentedly and day-dream. The day-dream was about things that could've happened if I didn't die. It was full of happy days,parties,Christmases, and any other thing I could've imagined at the moment.

"Braden!Open your eyes,and watch the sky,dammit!" Martel was screaming in my face. Why?I was inches away from a looming glass dome in the middle of the sky. Seconds later,I feel a yelp escape Martel as I almost trip,the dome casually in my face. At the current time,all I manage to utter out is,

"How?" Just how in the bloody hell could I pretty much trip over air?!Hell,I don't know...anyways,Martel and I flew towards the dome. She told me how to get in,I did as told. We walked in rooms on end,seconds later,we were in an office. A man with long hair in a blue ponytail stared at me. As well,he was clad in heroic clothing in a colorful variety. Mainly blacks,whites,reds and golds,sat at the dek. I saw one of his eyes flicker open. Emerald green with pale lighter greens supporting the fiery orbs. They looked nice but were nothing compared to mine. Okay,they were and I'm slightly self-absorbed. Happy?Good,as I was saying,his eyes widened a little when he saw Martel and I in his office

"Yu-Yu!Why did you leave the holograph here again?" She asked the 'man' at the desk curtly. Wow,wouldn't wanna be her lover. The man stared at me,gaping practically that is,until he moved. Static was heard in the background, and I heard him say,

"Tessa ran off with Andre and Gabriel- again." He'd smiled a crooked smile Even through static,it wasn't hard at all to figure out the man had sighed. Martel gasped and yelled

"Yuan Ka-Fai!How the fracking hell does our daughter keep on escaping?!" Martel screamed,the fiery depths of hell literally behind her. I trembled in fear. For real this time. Poor Yuan. I wonder what the labor was like. Oh, that would be scary. But Yuan interrupted before things got worse. My hide was saved!

"Martel,don't worry. Jules,Angelo,and I are after her. She can't run away forever. Oh,and send Mr. Wilder to Kennedy,room three-oh-four,story three,second door on the right." Martel gave a smile of satisfactory and off we went. More rooms,long and winding stairs of hell,and many more things that could perfectly torture me to death. Finally,after it felt like I was dragging my legs,Martel cheerily chirped,

"We're here!This is your stop!Now if you excuse me,I have to do the following: kill my husband for letting our child and escape and find others who will work with the angels like you." She smiled an awkward little half-smile. I hope that once I start,I won't see Martel and her more and likely bi-polar ass again. The hell I was dragged through wasn't worth getting paid for (and I wasn't). I looked up. The door seemed to loom in my face rather than me needing jump like most of the time. I even had to look down to see the door's golden number carved into the white oak door. The door creaked open as I opened it's knob,my face nearly blinded by the glorious illumination.

The place looked okay,two beds,a mirror...a mirror!Man,I'd have to check out how I looked soon,it was a mirror,after all. A closed bathroom and a small kitchen. Not too shabby at all. I wonder when 'Kennedy' was coming so I could get an intro from him. The bathroom door opens and, an angelic voice,but with a hint of a monotone to it speaks

"Master Wilder?"

I feel like I'm dying again. Only because now,my heart is melting into pieces. The angelic voice lulls my head upward from the bed. Even though my clothing felt tight and I felt unbalanced now,I stiffen and straighten up to see the person who had called out. My jaw hits the floor as I stared,

"Hot damn...hot damn...hot damn...hot damn...hot damn...hot damn!" Repeatedly like an idiotic broken record player oh-so-quietly. What?If you're staring at me you should have checked her out. No,I wasn't staring at what you think I was staring at. In fact,it was the opposite. A young woman stood by the open bathroom door,her gorgeous looking honey-colored hair was up in a messy bun. It looked common amongst the Welgaian angels I was told about,but she was different. Her eyes were just these flat out radical violet and amethyst. orbs that mesmerized me. She was dressed simply in a white shirt and pants,a wet towel over her shoulder, and still,I sat there gaping like an idiot. Even if she looked twenty-two. She extended a hand towards mine and said in the amazingly,heaven-like and soft voice

"Master Wilder? Do you need any assistance with calming your nerves?" I stutter out the word 'no' and introduce myself.

"My name's Braden Wilder,most call me Braden. If ya don't mind,I'd like you to call me that too. Being called master or anything like it hordes me with guilt. Now that I've introduced myself, what I you name,miss..." Oblivious to the lower octave of my voice,I listen to the babe's response. Kennedy?! I yell at myself. Kennedy's a girl?!Who would name such a babelicious hunny with a GUY's name?!

My questions would have to wait. Because,I have no info about her parents. Anyways,Kennedy gave me a response in that voice I love too much,

"Oh,Braden then,want any help?" Despite her monotone,she sounded really,really,humane and convincing,leaving my heart aflutter. But within minutes,her robotic voice was nearly back. Even so,she talked to me like a human did either way.

"Braden,can you keep a secret?" I nodded my head along,slowly trying to catch what she was implying.

"Me?Absolutely positively!So,what would you like to tell me?" I managed not to stutter through words,one hand in the chin,glass of tea in the other.

"Are you ready?" Were the few words she had mused simply. I nodded my head. "Okay. I...I...I...oh. Braden,never mind. I think I'm not ready to let anyone besides Martel or Yuan to know my secret. Oh,and if you want,check the mirror out. You really should." The tone of her voice made it sound like she had known something I didn't,but for now,she was quiet again,and had her nose in what looked like a book while she positioned herself on the other bed. As she did so,I heard her cover giggles. Bad signs

I might as well, I told myself what more can go wrong? Plenty to come,yet I hadn't a clue. I went into the bathroom that I saw Kennedy come out of. It was nice looking,tub,shower,all of the good stuff in those fancy bathrooms like the ones Dad had showed me in Meltokio. I saw the mirror, but it was fogged.

Wow,who knew the Welgain took baths?Well,needn't minding that, I wiped the fog off the full-length mirror and panic ensued immediately while I stared. Who was he? Oh wait,me. WHAT?!ME?! I couldn't believe it. The person staring back at me in the mirror looked a lot like me,but in ways he didn't .

He had light and almost golden tan skin was way different for one. My skin was tan too,but only a bit more than Mom's which was quite pale and nothing like Dad's. Two, the guy looked around what 6'3" maybe?Come on!I was tall for my age,but I mean seriously!It was like staring at this huge,giant or something like that!Three,his body was thin and practically ripped, barely holding the small clothes on which were skin-tight like Mithos'. Four, the eyes were a little smaller,but the same slate color of mine. Five,the hair was longer,covering the shoulders,and got in the way of the two slate eyes. And he looked 21 or 22

No way, I told myself,moving a muscle watching the man do the same. I heard a ripping noise and looked down;as did the man. it CAN'T be me!H...he...he's so different!I don't believe it...I don't believe it....I WON'T believe it! There was no way the guy could be me....could there?It was actually like staring at this grim and demonic monster,my every move mimicked. I flashed a smile at the mirror. A diabolic,almost maniacal smirk-like smile flashed from the man in the mirror. Only problem was it looked a hint too familiar. Fine it was me,I still wasn't going to say it outloud. I stirred and blinked as I grimaced. How couldn't I have known I was going to end up looking like some utterly sexy model from Meltokio?Her... my thoughts were intertwined as I practically hissed the word aloud in a seethe. Oh,how I hated her so much...As I walked back to our the room Kennedy and I resided in I heard the Welgaian angel herself,crow.

"Martel didn't tell ya 'bout the little 'surprise',eh?" I slumped onto the other bed,nodding. I gave her a look that said she never even mentioned a 'surprise'! Kennedy started talking again,only her voice was quiet and tainted with sarcasm "wow,Martel must love you." Hearing those words,Kennedy was no more of fan to Martel than I was. She talked more,I blushed. She talked to me more,I talked back (That is after finding a better fitting outfit.) We had droned on about everything,how we disliked Martel,how freaky Welgaia was,our deaths,hers by fire,mine by an attack and she told me things I doubt she'd ever tell anyone,yet I still say she's hiding more from me. I was awake later that night,and we'd still been talking. This time it was about stars and time,y'know stuff like that.

"Hey,Braden?" She whispered softly.

"Yeah?" I'd told her

"Do you ever wonder why the Welgaian time faster when it feels like years instead of months?" She'd told me about it earlier. Weird,huh?

"Sometimes;y'know I have a question of my own. Wanna hear it?" I'd whispered below any utter I'd ever had. We were supposed to be sleeping to wake up early the next day so we could learn about stopping our internal clocks. Or at least that's was supposed to happen,with holographs watching our rooms during the night

"Yeah,try me..."

"Do you ever think angels like us can someday go back and visit the world,become human again and stay in the form we had before we died?" I heard her stiffen. Even in the dark,alone across from her bed,she heard me and there was no doubt she was hiding a secret...

Me: I've kinda gave Braden and Kennedy an insta-friendship,didn't I?

Braden: Yeah,that seems Gary-Drew-ish...especially with the cliffhanger

Me: Well,you aren't a Gary-Drew...and it's foreshawdowing according to my teacher, Braden...

Braden: WELL,fine what it may be,let it be...I felt OOC in that chapter some!How can you OOC your own character?!

Me: I DON'T KNOW!LEAVE ME BE!And till my lazy arse starts writing you up again in chapter three,you and your happy little reviewing selves have to wait!See ya!