No Honor Among Thieves
Sweet relief not having to wait 8 months for the next update huh?
Don't mind me, but I left this here just so you can cringe at the irony of it as well!
Let's listen to the co-writer first!
Applauze: Hey guys! I just want to say that it was never out intention to wait this long for an update. But life got in the way and we was unable to come back together on this until now. I'm very excited about everything that me and Warrior has planned for the story and I can't wait for you guys to see it. Now I don't mean to take away from my co-author, but as of now, this is the only story I will be working on. I know you all want me to come back to my other works, but so much happened last year that has made me reluctant to return to them, but for now, please enjoy our work on this since we have so much more that will be appending and this is just the tip of the iceberg!
So, do any of you actually still remember this story? If not, then at least you haven't missed much! Anyhow, I hope that both the old readers and new ones alike will continue to enjoy it!
Rated T as per usual for me.
Now, let's see if the story can be updated at a more... sensible pace again!
Chapter 2: Complications
Mere days after, Gwen had all but forgotten her meeting with Noah. The ample excitement of the accepted opportunity had died down, and the initially small amount of nervousness took its place as Gwen began to fully realize the high risk she was taking. One little mistake could compromise the entire plan and put her behind bars, and that felt even worse as Gwen had little understanding and –obviously- even less experience about how to carry out a heist. More than a few times had Gwen regretted her choice, and she wanted to call Noah off, but she didn't have his number nor even knew where he lived in the first place.
In a feeble attempt to curb the anxiety or at least get her mind off of it, Gwen had decided to leave Sudbury and head for Toronto to visit her long-time friend Leshawna for a few days.
Sure, Gwen and Leshawna have been the best of friends for a long time, but that isn't to say that it has always clicked just as good between the two. Gwen drove her away after cheating on Courtney because Leshawna found it low of Gwen to do such a thing. On the other hand, Leshawna had a habit of badmouthing her friends, and Gwen has fallen victim to Leshawna's gossip. Despite a few years of cold relations, Leshawna was someone that Gwen could always turn to when in need.
Right now, they were spray-painting a wall in a north-Toronto alley on a clear evening. The few rays of sunlight the setting September sun that could reach the secluded alley provided a warm natural light for the girls to work with.
Dropping her spray can, Gwen stepped back and admired her own work. ''How does this look?'' She hopefully asked Leshawna, who briefly stopped and eyed Gwen's work, a mural that was remarkably cheerful for Gwen's doing, and even featured –moderately- happy people who looked like they were trying to achieve their goals.
''Encouraging, yet cheerful. Those are things this hood needs!'' Leshawna contently remarked.
''Like how we need walls declared legal to spray it on.'' Gwen calmly quipped. ''Really, I love to do this with you, but sometimes the idea of getting caught seriously kills the joy.''
''Don't you worry about a thing. The police have worse things to deal with here than a few taggers who only want to make the neighborhood look a little prettier.'' Leshawna explained as she added the finishing touches to her 'art'. Her answer unnerved Gwen a little more as she looked around, eyeing the many housing projects in the neighborhood. ''You're not afraid aren't you? Because Shawnie's rep will keep us both safe!'' She playfully assured Gwen after noticing her nervousness.
Truth to be told, Gwen didn't mean to be rude to anyone, but she indeed was slightly afraid every time she wanted to visit Leshawna because the latter didn't live in the best place one could live Toronto. Quite contrary, Leshawna was born and raised in Lawrence Heights, a neighborhood that didn't bear the moniker 'The Jungle' for nothing.
It was actually pretty weird that Leshawna still lived there, because Gwen thought that Leshawna should've made enough money by now to move out, and Gwen realized that she never inquired why that was so.
''But if it's such a crime-infested place, why do you still live here?'' Gwen cautiously asked, knowing that the way she said it could possibly insult Leshawna a little.
''Because I need to stay close to my peeps if I ever want to help them out of here. That's what I wanted to do since we met on camp and that's what I'll keep on doing.'' Leshawna answered as she stuffed her spray cans in a duffel bag.
''But why live here when you can live in Forest hill, you know, the upper-class neighborhoods?''
''Girl, I can say I want to help people less fortunate than me, but if I live in a house the size of their entire apartment building with luxury they can't even start to imagine, I'd look like some 90's gangsta rapper who says he does it for the people but only gives a flying crap about how it makes him look!'' Leshawna sassily responded, which made Gwen giggle as they left the alley.
''But still, is pursuing your dream worth the risk of living here?''
''Someone just needs to take risks to achieve what you want!'' Leshawna conclusively answered. An answer which got Gwen thinking.
''Speaking of risks, can I ask you for your advice?''
''Always Gwen!'' She warmly responded.
Gwen sighed deeply in preparation for her big question. She knew Noah would chastise her for possibly compromising the entire operation, but she desperately needed the advice. She briefly thought of a fake story and started telling. ''Some time ago, this person has wronged me really bad by practically stealing what I deserved.''
''Is it Chris?'' Leshawna casually interrupted, the suddenness and the fact that Gwen was indeed stealthily referring to him startled greatly, worrying that she wasn't subtle enough.
''No! No!'' Gwen hastily denied in a panic, which was something she hoped to avoid showing. Luckily for her, Leshawna noticed Gwen's behavior, but she didn't give it much of a second thought beyond a raised eyebrow.
''Someone owns a gallery and he weaseled me out of a series of paintings I gave them without paying me my royalties, saying that they belonged to them.'' Gwen continued explaining, regaining her cool again.
''It's a sad world when even art galleries con you out of your money.'' Leshawna noted.
''Well, after everything, I don't really care for the money as much as I just don't want to sit passively and let them get away with it!''
''What are you thinking of?'' Leshawna asked, faintly eager to hear about it.
''Now that's the problem! I don't know because I don't know how far I can go to get back at them!'' Gwen replied before a short dejected sigh. ''I thought about vandalizing the gallery, smashing a few things, spray painting all over the place, but, but... How far are you allowed to go to get back at someone?'' She doubtingly asked as she idly juggled a spray can in a subconscious attempt to calm her nerves.
''Now now Gwen, revenge isn't always the answer.'' Leshawna lectured in a pretty motherly fashion, twirling a finger around.
The answer made Gwen chuckle, for she knew what Leshawna could be like concerning getting back on others. ''That's not the Leshawna I remember! She used to chase Heather all over camp Wawanakwa for the littlest of things!'' She humouredly replied.
''Maybe, maybe, but there were certain standards I abided to when I was going through my vengeful state! First of all, I only aimed to get back at the one who deserved it. No innocents involved.'' Leshawna started explaining, almost as if revenge was her profession. ''Second, Don't forget to only get back at people if it teaches them something. There's no need to get all crazy if they just shrug it off and continue to live happily ever after. And it's also important to know your limits. Don't burn someone's house down over a accidentally spilled soda.'' She conclusively explained while Gwen thoughtfully listened.
''Really Gwen, I may have let myself get too controlled by my will to set things straight with other people, don't make the same mistake. Only go through with this if you really must.'' Leshawna cautioned Gwen as she stopped walking and placed a hand on Gwen's shoulder. Gwen herself eyed Leshawna, taken aback by the concern in her expression. ''Like how there was once this guy from South Africa, Ruud Vermaak was his name. In the 80's he made millions over the back of slave miners and avoided justice! It makes me so mad every time I think of crooks like him avoiding their comeuppance!'' Leshawna told, showing faint traces of leftover frustration. ''But I figured it's not worth it to get worked up over someone you can't get back at yourself, and I've lived a happy life ever since!''
''You know what? Maybe it's better if I just think of something else than trashing the place. It's not worth the trouble I'll get into.'' Gwen admitted after hearing Leshawna out.
''That's my girl!'' Leshawna smiled as she briefly embraced Gwen.
''Thanks Shawnie!'' Gwen warmly said as she pulled away.
Leshawna loved to help other people make the right decision, she always did. Because of that, she has been a volunteer at the local community center for years and remained in these neighborhoods, even when there have been lots of opportunities to move elsewhere, somewhere arguably better. Because there are always people around where she lives now that need a helping hand in their life and their life choices.
''Now let's go home quickly, even Shawnie isn't fully safe for these streets at these hours.'' Leshawna said as Gwen was deep in thought about what advice Leshawna had given her.
During the remainder of the night, Gwen would weigh off Leshawna's insight against the situation she was considering to get herself in. She then began to think about Leshawna's advice and whether it applied to her situation. Chris had to regret ever setting her up, and she was convinced that by robbing him of millions of dollars, that he would mourn his decision and that it was an appropriate act of revenge to punish him. She was also convinced that there'd be no direct victims of the robbery other than Chris, which was also a plus for Gwen.
But then she thought about Leshawna's last and definitely most heartfelt advice not get carried away.
Gwen was genuinely moved by Leshawna's concern for her, and only because of that care that not many people other than her family have given Gwen through these recent, turbulent years was had she decided against robbing Chris and letting the desire to rob him slide...
But even if she wanted it to, the desire didn't go away.
In her mind, images of Chris pompously standing over her laying in the dust from the last time they met wouldn't leave. His devious smile constantly haunted her memory, and fantasies of the host laughing at her misfortune and wasting her million dollar didn't fade away. She knew that she'd put Leshawna's genuine concern to shame, but the urge for revenge was just too great to deny.
With that, Gwen had made up her mind. No longer was she going to be let Chris demean and humiliate her with him getting away. If it wasn't for her, then she'd do it for everyone else who was and would be exposed to the same treatment.
But little did she know that the fake art story would actually lead to a hidden treasure further down the road. Yet, she didn't know that at the moment. All she knew was that she was about to take a risky visit to Noah that could either help her with her revenge or ruin all that she wanted to do.
About a week later, Gwen had arrived in Vancouver by plane, disguised like before as per Noah's instruction. She was also advised by him to think of a reason to travel to Vancouver as to not make people close to her suspicious. Gwen didn't need long to think of one, but she still felt bad having to lie to her mother like that.
She walked out of the main terminal when she remembered that while Noah had instructed her to fly to Vancouver, she didn't have a clue where to go next. As if her thoughts were being read, she was being called, recognizing the number to be Noah's. The perfect timing of the call both amazed and unnerved Gwen a little bit.
Putting the single suitcase she was traveling with down beside her, she picked up.
''Hello?''
''Gwen.'' Noah greeted deadpan.
''Good morning to you too.'' Gwen replied, a little annoyed by Noah's almost eternal stupor. ''So I just stepped off the plane.''
''Yeah I know, we checked the arrivals.'' Noah responded immediately after, keeping Gwen from saying more if she was going to.
''And now what? Should I ta- did you say we checked the arrivals?'' Gwen suspiciously asked, needing a few seconds to realize what Noah said.
''Fetch a cab and go to Starr Drive, beige apartment building to the south, can't miss it. Ring the bell of the Dasari residence three short times, and I'll let you in. Don't come if you think you're followed.'' Noah continued, ignoring Gwen's question.
''Now hold on, who's the other person?'' Gwen angrily demanded.
''Starr Drive, Gwen, see you then.'' Noah insistently repeated before he suddenly hung up, giving Gwen no chance to reply at all.
Irritated at how she was treated, Gwen pocketed her phone and went on to look for a taxi. As she was grumbling about the conversation, and only then was Gwen slowly beginning to wonder again how Noah got her number in the first place as he never got around answering that question when they first met. She made a mental note to ask him the first chance she got. The thought was unnerving her though: After all, if he knew her personal phone number, what else did Noah know?
During the taxi ride, Gwen also tried to figure out who the other person Noah so briefly mentioned could be, she was so deep in thought that she forgot to look at the breathtaking sight of Vancouver in the October sunrise, one that would definitely make a great painting.
She considered everything and anything, but Gwen couldn't even bring up a reasonable suspicion on the identity of the mystery person and choose to put up with it until Noah revealed him or her himself. Though she wasn't sure whether it was her increasing paranoia on the subject or not, Gwen felt as if a lot of unpleasant surprises were waiting for her today.
The taxi reached its destination faster than Gwen thought it would and she approached the beige apartment building Noah mentioned. It was a considerably tall and rather upscale in a equally nice neighborhood. Gwen figured that Noah paid -or at least rented it- for it with all the money he made from his TV appearances.
After searching the intercom, Gwen found the name plate reading Dasari among the 18th floor residents and rung its bell 3 times. Seconds after, a bell buzzed and the door unlocked. She took the elevator up and once on the 18th, a door was opened. She walked through only to step into a reasonably luxurious apartment, where Gwen was greeted by the sight of Noah nonchalantly lounging on a couch, eating finishing a simple breakfast in front of the television.
''Enjoying yourself I see?'' Gwen flatly asked, faintly disgusted by Noah's somewhat tasteless manners.
''I was, but then you called me out for it, and now I feel bad about my habits.'' Noah flatly replied before he positioned himself upright. ''So, were you-''
''No, I talk first!'' Gwen almost immediately interrupted, not fazing Noah much, again. ''First, I want to know how you got my phone number, and who the second person was you were talking about!'' Gwen demanded shortly before they could both hear someone opening a door in Noah's apartment.
''Both answers will be answered if you turn around.'' Noah smugly answered, Gwen thinking that he himself to be funny.
Even still, Gwen turned her head to see a person walking through Noah's kitchen, dressed in only a towel and apparently just coming out of the shower, said person was not yet aware of her presence.
Cody.
''Hey Cody, would you mind? I prepare food there!'' Noah complainingly told him.
''I just need some –oh!'' Cody said, greatly startled when he noticed Gwen was there too. He recoiling towards the wall and as far as Gwen and Noah could see his towel fell down, only for the counters to save his modesty. ''Hi Gwen! How are you hanging?'' Cody asked, obviously trying to play cool as he subtly tried to wrap the towel around himself.
Completely speechless, Cody was the last person Gwen expected to join in on this. He thought of him as too nice, wimpy and law-abiding and the last time she heard something about him was that he had a great job at the social media website Facemag too, so as far as she knew, money wouldn't be an incentive for him to join Noah. And if someone like Cody was willing to join, then what other people, nicer or meaner would do too?
''Uhm, I'm doing decent.'' Gwen humbly answered after a moment, not feeling like going into details to him.
''Okay Cody, if you go dress up then we can get started!''
When Cody had left the room, Gwen threateningly inched closer to Noah. ''What is he doing here?!'' Gwen hissed.
''He stayed the night, because it's a hell of a drive from here to Kamloops.'' Noah nonchalantly answered. ''And no, we slept in separate rooms.'' He grouchily added as Gwen shot him a stupefied look.
''No, I meant why did you get him involved in this?''
''I need a skilled hacker.'' Noah admitted, which Gwen found odd because Noah didn't strike her as someone who'd admit he needed someone else. Not only that, but Gwen did know that Noah is a able hacker himself.
''Haven't you hacked computers before?'' She asked with a raised eyebrow.
''Yes, but I think the challenges we are going to face are a little harder than fork-bombing a poorly secured church website.'' Noah answered, finishing with a slight chuckle. ''Besides, I'll be more of the on-site hacker while Cody does the big work from the comfort of a lazy chair.'' He added.
''Sure.'' Gwen reluctantly agreed, lightly shaking her head. ''So how we are going to do this? Run into his office and hold him at gunpoint?'' She subsequently asked.
Gwen noted that both Cody and Noah mentally prepared themselves to say something, and she got a little unnerved by that. ''Yeah, the thing is; robbing the Total Drama headquarters is a undertaking that requires some... practice.'' Noah remarked, subtle but coolly.
''Practice? How-'' Gwen suspiciously asked, not liking the sound of it.
''Simple, we commit a few heists to do up experience for the big one!'' Noah casually stated.
''What?!'' Gwen shouted as she violently threw her arms up. ''No- No! That is not what I agreed to! You said one heist! One!'' Gwen angrily spat, making Cody flinch in fright at her sudden outburst. ''I only agreed to because we'd only have Chris with it, and now you want me to rob people who have nothing to do with it instead and you just call that practice?! No way, I'm out!'' Gwen ranted as she picked up her suitcase.
''You're not. You agreed to this, there's no way back!'' Noah angrily reminded her.
''Just watch me!'' Gwen venomously responded as she was about to stomp out of Noah's home.
''Wait!'' Noah called after her as Gwen had her hand on the doorknob already. ''Look,'' Noah began as he rose from the couch. ''I know I haven't been honest with you with the whole thing. But, but let's say you get to pick our first target to make up for it a little. How does that sound?'' He offered as he walked up to Gwen.
''How is that any better for me?'' Gwen distrustfully asked.
''You choose our targets, our victims. Whoever you think won't suffer much.'' He explained.
Not really understanding how it benefits her but subconsciously curious who he had targeted, Gwen relented. ''Fine. Show me.''
''Cody, if you please.'' Noah requested, and Cody got several photos from his pocket and attached them to a whiteboard hanging in Noah's kitchen. Gwen saw that the photos were of a classy store, a money transport and a walled mansion.
''Our candidate targets are a jewelry store named Gschwendtners, who's located here in the city's main street, a money transport that's doing it weekly routes or we rob a millionaire called Ruud Vermaak living here in the suburbs. For our big heist, we-'' Cody explained as Gwen's eyes widened when he named the last option.
''Ruud Vermaak?'' Gwen interrupted Noah, surprised.
''Yes. What's up with him?'' Cody asked, slightly puzzled.
''I've heard things about him. He dealt in blood diamonds but got away with it.'' Gwen said.
''That's how the story goes yes.'' Noah confirmed.
While she was still very much against the idea of robbing other targets than the Total Drama headquarters, she did realize that without valuable experience they wouldn't get far doing so. With Vermaak the diamond dealer as a possible target, Gwen saw a chance to learn, but also do a service to her long-time friend Leshawna and perhaps many other people too.
''Then I want to rob him!'' Gwen decided, resolutely pointing at the photo of the walled mansion.
''Good choice!'' Noah calmly, though sincerely complimented her before removed the other two photos and tearing them up. ''Now, we got a target, let's introduce you to our team.''
''A team? You mean more people than this?'' Gwen asked rather surprised.
''Get used to the idea, we need a few more pairs of hands for what we're going to undertake Gwen. I thought you'd get that too.'' Noah chidingly, though calmly responded as Gwen got angry again because she was lied to for the second time in a matter of minutes. How many more twists was Noah going to pull out of his sleeve?
''Aside from you, Cody and I have been searching for some of our old friends on the web who also haven't been living a peachy life after Total Drama! I thought it'd be a good move to unite them with our collective hatred of Chris! On top of that, that way we can know for certain we work with people we know!'' Noah started explaining.
''Yeah, that makes sense.'' Gwen agreed as Cody attached a new series of photos to the whiteboard.
''And to make a good crew, we tried to look for a balance with the possible candidates' skills, such as a skilled driver, maybe another set of brains and someone who would do nicely on crowd control!'' Noah started to explain as Gwen shuddered slightly as Noah finished.
''Who are the options?'' Gwen asked just as Cody had attached the photos to the whiteboard. Gwen's eyes went wide with terror when she saw of who one ofthe photos was, someone she didn't expect even less so than Cody to agree to this.
''Well, we have several for the gunners. But for the drivers? Only him really.'' Noah remarked as he pointed at said photo, acting indifferent to Gwen's shock.
''Geoff? What happened to him that he agreed to this?'' Gwen asked in shock as she took Geoff's photo and looked at it, noting that while Geoff still had that typical smile, it seemed to be insincere or hiding something.
''Geoff here partied a little too hard in college, flunked badly and wasted all his money. On top of that, Bridgette dumped him a few years back. Now he barely gets by as a trucker.'' Noah indifferently explained.
''Oh my.'' Gwen whimpered, briefly fighting tears as she felt sorry for Geoff's misfortune, feeling that he, the living embodiment of joie de vivre, didn't deserve it.
''He's our best and only choice, unless you have another suggestion.'' Noah stated.
Gwen felt conflicted, at one side she was happy that Geoff was given a shot at this, a shot for a good life he should be deserves, but not with the way how. 'No, he'll do.'' Gwen reluctantly agreed.
''Now, for our gunner we have two options, one of them is Duncan!'' Noah announced, not giving Gwen a moment to recover from the previous unpleasant surprise before being tumbled into the next.
''Really?!'' Gwen sneered in annoyance, not wanting to see Duncan again, work with him or hear how he ended up being a candidate gunman.
''Yes, really.'' Noah deadpanned. ''Duncan here went from a rebellious youth to a rebellious two-bit crook, and from a two-bit crook with a mile long rep sheet with the latest addition being armed robbery. But hey, you still got to pay the bills when no one wants to hire you.''
''That's exactly why I broke up with him. Being rebellious is something different than being an actual criminal.'' Gwen sourly pointed out as she eyed Scott's photograph, who's face looked more gaunt and unhealthy in general since the last time she's seen him. ''Why him?'' Gwen asked, unimpressed.
''Apparently, our friend Scott here went into the meth business after Total Drama to make ends meet.'' Noah explained. ''And probably to feed his own budding addiction too.'' He cynically added. ''But the overall expiration dates in that business aren't that good, and Scott has survived this long, so he's got to at least know from which end of the gun the bullets come.'' He concluded, sounding a little more professional again.
''Unfortunately, tweakers aren't known for their reliability.'' Gwen grumbled, crossing her arms.
''That's what we thought too.'' Noah agreed. ''Yet, given your history with your ex, we wanted to give you a choice who you think would be better.''
''So you're asking me to choose between my ex and a meth addict?'' Gwen angrily asked, not pleased with the conundrum she was burdened with.
On one hand, Gwen did not want to see Duncan again, especially under these circumstances similar to why she cut all contact with him. But then again, she knew better than to choose a unreliable drug user as a member over one she could still reasonably trust with matters like these, even if she didn't feel comfortable in the slightest about it.
''Then I say that choosing Duncan would be perfect.'' Gwen decided, after which Noah quickly removed every photograph from the whiteboard that wasn't of Duncan, Geoff or the target and put them on the kitchen counter.
''So we have a team, and we have a target!'' Noah declared, though his content smile was in sharp contrast to Gwen's concerned look. ''Now, if we-''
''If I may,'' Cody suddenly interrupted, reminding Gwen and Noah of his presence. ''But can I recommend someone who I think would go great with our team?'' He requested before he searched the pile of discarded photos until he found the one he was looking for.
''Who? The way I see it we're good to go.'' Noah asked, raising an eyebrow.
''Scarlett!'' Cody announced, showing them the photo depicting her, mildly surprising both Gwen and Noah.
''Scarlett?! Why Scarlett?'' Gwen exclaimed.
''I second that, what?'' Noah agreeably replied.
''Didn't she hold the show hostage and threatened dead-seriously to blow up the island?'' Gwen asked, rather appalled.
''Well, yeah-'' Cody stammered, aware that he needed good reasons to sway them. ''That's true, but rumor has it that she had lighted up very much in prison! Apparently she had a really good bond with her shrink!'' He stated.
''And why would she be an asset?'' Noah asked, not convinced so far.
''Because of her intellect of course! Unfortunately, Total Drama completely ruined her reputation and she hasn't been able to get into any university!'' Cody pointed out, which got Noah thinking.
''And for good measure too! No dean would want to see their campus taken hostage!'' Gwen coldly replied.
''Yet, I think Cody has a good point with her intellect being of value. After all, four know better than three. On top of that, she's got a solid reason to join so I'd say she's in!'' Noah declared, raising his hand and immediately turning the conversation into a vote.
''We can't take a loose cannon like her in! I vote no!'' Gwen protested.
''I vote yes!'' Cody chirped, raising his arm.
''Then that's settled! Cody, send her a message, send everyone a message!'' Noah ordered with a slight smile.
''On it!'' Cody chirped before he darted off, leaving Gwen and Noah behind in the kitchen.
''I hope you know what you're doing with involving Scarlett in all this, Noah.'' Gwen ominously told him as they walked into the living area.
''I am.'' Noah calmly assured her as they sat down. ''Scarlett was humiliated by Chris. Have you seen her prosecution back then? It was a fucking show trial and it wouldn't surprise me if Chris pulled some strings to make it that way. She has more than a few reasons to get back at him, and that's what will keep her in check, even if the rumors of her therapy aren't true.''
Gwen then remembered she still wasn't provided a satisfying answer to a question she long wanted answered. ''Speaking of which, how do you and Cody know what our lives are like? How did you get everyone's phone number, how did you get my phone number?''
''Cody was a mod for Facemag before it crashed on the stock market and the web! Though the site may've gone dark, he still has access to the servers and everyone's personal data! That's one of the reasons I never conformed to social media!'' Noah explained, followed by a callous chuckle as if he was laughing at the people who did.
For the umpteenth time, Gwen was shocked. So apparently, Cody has made his favorite pastime stalking into his career. It shouldn't had surprised Gwen since Cody could hack just about anything. He may've lost his job, but he probably earned a small fortune working for Facemag, so why would he be helping Noah out to rob Chris? Cody was the last person she would ever expect to be that way, but than again, she hadn't expected pretty much anyone else involved to be that way too.
It was as if everything she had known about everyone was just an illusion. Gwen even had trouble understanding whether she was herself in all of this.
Well, was that worth waiting 14 months for? I sure hope it was!
No seriously, sorry again for not updating it but around the time when I first posted it, it was a bit of a event-heavy time for me and after that I... Uh, sorta forgot about it!
Even so, I hope to see you at the next update, where we'll see how the plans unfold and the people reunite!
:D,
L.W and Applauze.
