Alright, I got a review and follow from xconversegirl99x, so here I am! This chapter will end the prolouge, and after this we'll get to the real storyline. I would've updated sooner, but my computer told me to piss off and the chapter was deleted, and if you've ever been halfway through a chapter and had it disappear, you know that it pretty much destroys your will to live. Okay, maybe not that bad, but it certainly puts you off retyping it for awhile. And then my computer screwed me yet again with some Windows 8 f#ck you update that made everything just stop, so I had to get that fixed and what not. But here I am now! Now then,

Disclaimer: I do not own Dragon Ball, Dragon Ball Z, or Dragon Ball GT


In the darkest corner of the dark room, the outline of a man could be seen. His legs were crossed along with his arms, and his eyes were closed. He appeared to have blue skin, and his hair was orange.

He seemed tall, and his hair spiked, though it was somewhat short. Around his neck was a necklace with two strange prongs on it. The prongs were spaced by about two inches.

He wore a blue sash across his chest, which was otherwise bare, along with baggy white pants.

The door of the room slid open, and a man with wild, pointed hair peaked into the room. "Bota, we've almost arrived." He said.

"Than you for informing, Turles, Sir." The Hera man answered his boss with ease.

The saiyan nodded, a grin spreading on his face. "No problem." Turles turned, his white cape turning with him as the door closed behind him.

Bota climbed to his feet, taking in a deep breath. He walked from his room, his bare blue feet padding on the ground as he walked into the hallway and down it, coming to the room where his crew mates stood.

In the center of them stood Turles, and to his left stood a rather large man. They wore similar, saiyan-like armor, but the large man had blue, baggy cloth around each wrist, with baggy red pants covering his legs.

Turles, however, wore nothing over his legs. Much like the general Nappa his legs remained uncovered up to his thighs, which were covered by the bottom if his chest plate. (Yeah, I do think that that kind of saiyan armor is weird. Deal with it.)

But unlike normal saiyan armor, his was a purple and dark blue color, not white, tan, and light blue.

To Turles' right stood a strange being in chrome armor. His skin was a dark red, and seemed to wrinkle over, almost like it was melting.

"So there it is." Bota said, taking his place about five feet directly behind Turles.

"Planet Kabocha."


Rage stood on the top of a decimated palace, dead bodies littering the ground outside of it and blood painting its walls, or really what was left of them. Holes were punched throughout the walls, and the entire structure seemed fairly unstable.

"Well, I do believe that's all of them. Too bad these Kabochan's didn't have a bigger population." Rage said, holding up the decapitated head of the last emperor of the planet. Blood dripped from its neck onto the ground, and a smile tugged at Rage's lips.

Alright Rage, time to give me my body back.

Rage's smile faded at the sound of Saka's voice in his head, turning into a frown as the skin on his left arm began to split open. "You're no fun, Goody Two Shoes."

If we stay like this any longer I won't be able to get to Alcohl and get us both back to our pods.

Rage sighed. "So dramatic. Fine. Take your body back, party pooper."

Rage's eyes widened, the color returning to their normal black instead of red. The red aura began to fade, and the shared body gasped for breath. The veins popping out on its forehead slowly subsided, and the skin steamed slightly.

Saka fell to his knees, starring at the sky as pain fell over him. "Good god... I was only like that for two hours and this happened..?"

Nice bit of exposition there, Goody Two Shoes.

"Shut it." Saka forced himself to his feet, coughing a few times and hitting his chest with his fist. "Remind me never to do that again..."

Something tells me you're going to need to soon enough.

"The hell does that mean?"

Look up, idiot.

Saka did as instructed, and his eyes widened. floating down from the sky was a ship he'd recognized almost immediately.

"The rouge saiyan..." Saka muttered, his eyes staying wide for a moment before he shook his head. "Alright, time to get the hell out of here."

With that, Saka had burst off through the sky towards his older brother. "I have to get to Alcohl and get out of here as fast as possible!"


Kabo stumbled, falling and landing flat on his face. He panted heavily, sweat beading off of his face and hitting the ground beneath him.

He had been running for two hours now. He wasn't sure where he was going, and he wasn't sure how he planned to get there, all he knew was that he had to escape that freak...

That saiyan. That horrible, unfeeling saiyan. He'd watched his older brother, friends, and people be massacred, but all he seemed to care about saving was himself. He'd left his father to die when that monster began to glow red, and he'd left his people without warning anyone of what was to come.

Kabo forced an arm forward, grabbing the ground and pulling himself forward. He did this with his other arm, pulling himself further and further away from that monster.

"You stay right there."

He hadn't done that.

After a few minutes of crawling, Kabo had to stop, now covered in mud. His muscles wouldn't allow him to do anything other than flip onto his back and stare at the sky. Maybe he looked so close to dead that the saiyan would over look him.

Kabo's eyes began to close, when they were forced open wide again. What was that noise? Was it that saiyan back to kill him? That was the only thing it could be. He knew all of the others would be dead... He couldn't feel anything else on the planet... Nothing but him and that monster and its half dead brother.

But then he remembered feeling it's power subside a moment ago, and and realized that that was on the other side of the planet. That saiyan couldn't be here, not yet.

So Kabo forced himself to his feel, stumbling slightly and putting his weight against a tree as he looked through the bushes next to it.

In the open plan behind the bush, he saw a strange ship. It had the same shape as the saiyan pods, but was blue, and had four pointed legs keeping it from touching the ground. It's front window opened, and four beings jumped out.

In the center stood a man in blue and purple saiyan armor, a white cape on his back. To his left stood a large man wearing similar armor, but it was the normal saiyan armor color.

To his right stood a man wearing chrome armor. His skin was strange. It was red and seemed wrinkled like a pile of melted metal.

Behind the saiyan stood a tall blue skinned man with orange hair. He stood a bit taller than the bulky man to the saiyan's left, but wasn't nearly as... Well, bulky.

"Cacao, check for power levels." The wild haired saiyan ordered, and the cyborg-looking man nodded before looking over the area. His eyes widened lightly, and numbers seemed to flash over them.

"Strange... There are only three power levels on this planet." Cacao said in a mechanical voice.

"What!?" Turles said, looking at his comrade in surprise.

"How disappointing..." Bota said, clearly not pleased by this news.

"Well if there's only three people left, they've gotta be pretty powerful, right?" The large man suggested.

"I wouldn't be so sure." Bota disagreed. "From the looks of it, the two over there are only 300 and 2,500." Bota said, looking in Saka and Alcohl's direction.

"And what about the third power level?" Turles asked, glancing back at Bota.

"Hmm..." Bota though for a moment before suddenly disappearing.

Kabo's eyes widened. "Where'd he go?!" He screamed silently before feeling something grab him by the back of his shirt, pulling him into the air.

"Here I am." Bota said, flipping the Kabochan Prince to face him. Kabo wanted to thrash and kick and scream, but he didn't have the energy.

"Hey boss, I think we've got our new crew member." Bota smirked lightly, turning Kabo to face the others.

"That half pint? Are you serious, Bota?" The large man asked in an incredulous tone.

"Check his power level, Amond." Bota said, not bothering to argue with his supposed superior.

Almond did so, and shook his head. "1,500? So what? He's still weak and tiny compared to us!"

"I remember the clowns that were here before me were pretty weak and tiny. The difference here is that this one is a kid, and can still be trained to be much stronger than the one we came here to get."

Amond glared at his comrade. "Don't speak of Rasin and Lakasei like that, runt!"

"Whatever you say, Roid Rage." Bota rolled his eyes, glancing at Turles. "So we taking the kid or what?"

Turles thought for a moment before sighing. "I suppose it's better than nothing."

Kabo tried to flail and get free, but was met with a tighter grip and a punch to his lower back. "Gah!"

"Listen up brat, you've got two options. Be left alone to be killed by some animal or accident, not to mention whatever decimated your race, and even if you survive, chances are you'll go insane from the loneliness of being the last person on this rock." Bota threw Kabo to the ground, watching him wince as he bounced once and slide for a moment.

"Or you can be smart and come with us, survive, get strong, and who knows, maybe even get revenge on whatever killed everything else that was here. Your pick." Bota loomed over Kabo, who stared up at him in shock. The truth in his words were... Horrifying to say the least.

Kabo's hands clenched into fists. "... Fine." He climbed to his feet, turning towards the ship.

"Good boy." Bota patted Kabo on the head, and Kabo smacked his hand away. The grin on Turles' face showed his approval.

"And that, Amond, is why he's with our crew."


Alcohl's eyes slowly fluttered open, and he forced himself to look around his scenery. He was still in the crater, but he realized someone was sitting in front of him.

Alcohl flinched slightly as he realized it was his brother sitting before him, but quickly realized that the deadly red glow was gone, so he relaxed. Saka didn't know that he knew about that monster, so his plan could work out quite well...

Yes... It would all come together.

"About time you woke up." Saka said, taking a bite of the strange fruit in his hand. "And to think, you told me to stay out of trouble." A small smirk played on Saka's lips.

Alcohl rolled his eyes. "The bastard got lucky, alright?" He said, annoyed.

"Yeah, I'm sure everyone back on Vegeta will believe that." Saka's smirk turned to a grin, and Alcohl glared at him.

"Whatever..."

Saka climbed to his feet, throwing the core of the fruit to his side. "Anyway, time to get out of here."

"Already?" Alcohl asked, surprised. "I haven't even eaten!"

"Your pod has fruit in it." Saka said, his grin fading as he grabbed his brother, throwing his over his shoulder. Alcohl's arm was in a make shift sling and bandages were on the right side of his face and wrapped around his abdomen.

Alcohl winced as he was thrown over his brothers shoulder. "Gah! Easy! Your shoulder is digging into my wounds!"

"And your bitch voice is digging into my ear, so please be quiet as I get us to our pods." Saka retorted, bending his knees as it looked like he was about to start running.

"Wait Saka you aren't gonna do what I think you're gonna-"

Alcohl was cut off as he was suddenly being thrashed around as his younger brother ran at high speeds towards the ship.

"Saka, you idiot!" He yelled between his screams of pain.

In about a minute, Alcohl was being thrown into his pod. After all, they weren't exactly far from their pods.

Alcohl coughed blood into his fist. "Why are you in such a rush?!" He demanded to know as Saka closed the pod.

"Not important." Were the last words he heard before his pod blasted off. He looked out the window to see Saka step into his own, and watched him shoot off after him.

"That dumbass..." Alcohl muttered, lying back in his pod as he grabbed a fruit from the pile that was lying next to him.

How could someone like him be allowed to have that kind of power? Alcohl asked himself, his hand clenching into a fist as he bit into the fruit.

I am much more deserving, after all. All he ever does is complain and dodge doing work... If anyone should have that power it should be... Alcohl shook his head. Whatever...


Wihn punched clean through the saibaman, grinning as she threw it off of her arm, using her free arm to blast the one jumping at her.

She rushed at the third, pulling back both of her fists before unleashing a vicious barrage of punches on the small plant-man, finishing by pulling back one fist and smashing it into the saibamen's skull, throwing it across the room and into the metal wall.

She panted lightly, looking over the mounds of dead saibamen that surrounded her. She hadn't been put on a mission in awhile, and found herself worrying about her children.

Judging by the time it would take them to eradicate the Kabochan's, it would be another week before they got back.

Just as Wihn grabbed a towel to wipe the sweat from her forehead, her scouter clicked on. She answered.

"Hello?" She asked, her eyes widening at the familiar voice.

"Hey Mom." Saka answered casually. Most saiyans referred to their parents as mother and father, but he didn't really bother.

"Saka?! What happened? Did you finish the mission all ready? Are you okay? Is Alcohl okay? What happened?"

Saka was taken aback by his mothers reaction. "Uh... Yeah, we finished the mission. All Kabochan's are dead. We're on our way back right now. As for injury count... Alcohl took a bit of damage."

"What do you mean all the Kabochan's are dead?! You couldn't have been there for more than eight hours!" Wihn said in shock.

"Glad that you care, Mother..." Alcohl entered the conversation.

"O-oh! Right! Alcohl, are you okay? What happened?" Wihn said, realizing that she'd disregarded her son's reported injury.

Alcohl grumbled angrily. Sure, his father was all ways proud and affectionate towards him, but his mother treated him like he was just his fathers child. She rarely showed any interest or care for him.

This, Alcohl supposed, was what spawned the contempt he always had for his younger brother. Said contempt would be the cause of his current plan...

Saka figured Alcohl wouldn't explain what happened to his mother, so Saka did it for him. After recalling what happened, however, Saka remembered something.

... I never killed the damn kid...

"Well... Erm, get well soon, Alcohl." The best she could manage to wish her first born child. "But that doesn't explain how you, alone, killed an entire race."

"Well... Uh..." Saka had to think up an explanation. Fast. "Well, after Alcohl got knocked out, I knew I'd have trouble with everything, so I made a Blutz Ball, and kinda went on a rampage..." Saka scratched the back of his head, laughing nervously. "I guess I got a little carried away."

Alcohl grinned to himself when he heard his brothers explanation. Well, he was a good lair, Alcohl'd give him that.

"Ah! So you have perfected the Blutz Ball! And here I thought Alcohl would be the only one in the family to pull it off. I'm proud of you Saka." Wihn said, falling easily for Saka's lie.

Alcohl's teeth grit. She'd never said that when he perfected the ball. When he learned how to control the Oozaru. No, all he got was a pat on the head and a half-hearted 'Good job.'

"When will we be back, Saka..?" Alcohl asked through clenched teeth.

"I thought you kept track of that stuff." Sure, Saka was aware of the fact that Alcohl was angry. He just wasn't going to put in the effort to help him with it.

Alcohl growled, and his communicator turned off. "What's his problem?" Saka asked his mother, who wasn't entirely sure of the answer.

"Well, I'll be resting for however long it takes us to get back." Saka gave a good-bye, and the conversation ended.


Saka yawned, the pod opening as he stepped out, stretching. Alcohl stepped out after him, dropping the core of the last fruit onto the ground with a sour demeanor.

There had been a meeting going on in the palace between their King and their dictator, but this early landing seemed to be an interruption. Scotch hadn't been part of this 'meeting', and so he had been allowed to greet his children along with their mother and a few other advisers.

Being the sons of of one the Kings right hand men meant they tended to get a lot of attention on their missions. But this was good. This meant Alcohl could talk with his father, and soon he got the chance to.

"Father." Alcohl addressed his father as they stood away from everyone else, who was busy talking.

"Alcohl." Scotch responded. "What is it?" Scotch sounded disinterested.

"It's about Saka..." Alcohl started, and his father arched a brow at him.

"What is it?"

"Doesn't something about his story sound... Hard to believe to you?" Alcohl returned his fathers arched brow.

"Well yes, actually." Scotch responded, looking like he was thinking. "It doesn't seem like he should've been able to master the Blutz Ball so easily."

"That's because he didn't." Alcohl said, a small grin tugging at his lips.

"What do you mean?" Scotch said, sounding significantly more interested than he was a moment ago.

"Saka didn't turn into the Great Oozaru to wipe out the Kabochans. He used something much more powerful."

"More powerful than the Oozaru?" Scotch sounded surprised. "What could that lazy ingrate have that is more powerful than the Oozaru?"

"I don't know what it was... But it had the power to decimate the entire race with little to no effort... It was terrifying..." Alcohl looked down, beads of sweat forming on his face as that laughter ran through his mind once again. "It was like he wasn't Saka anymore... He was a monster..."

Scotch had never seen his son so shook up. He'd seen Alcohl been beaten to near death and even watched him react to his squad being massacred. He had never been so... Scared.

"So you're saying that Saka has some insane power that dwarfs even the Great Oozaru?" Scotch sounded skeptical.

"You have to believe me father!" Alcohl pleaded. "He was strong enough to obliterate King Vegeta with the flick of his wrist!"

"Alcohl..." Scotch wanted to believe his son, but this sounded unbelievable.

"I'm telling you father, he might have even been powerful enough to defeat Lord Frieza... It was like the in the Legends... But this was no Golden Saiyan..."

"Defeat Lord Frieza, hm?"

Scotch's and Alcohl's eyes widened, and they both turned to see the Icejin they feared so. "L-Lord Frieza..!" Alcohl said in surprise and fear, backing slowly away from the Space Tyrant.

"M-my son was merely over reacting to a new found ability in his brother... Of course, no one is stronger than you." Scotch put on a terrified smile, trying to reassure Lord Frieza.

"Yes yes, I heard quite well." Frieza waved a hand dismissively. "And from the sound of your sons voice, I doubt he meant that this power of his brothers was a good thing."

"Lord Frieza, what are you doing here..?" Alcohl asked, attempting to swallow his fear.

"Well I just finished my little talk with your King. I figured I'd come down and see what all the commotion was. I'm rather glad that I did." Frieza had a certain tone when he spoke... It unsettled the two saiyans.

"W-why would that be..?" Scotch said, afraid of the answer.

"Well in your sons description of... What's his name? Oh, it doesn't matter. In your sons description, he mentioned something that I've always found a bit... Interesting." Something about the way he said interesting didn't sound too good.

"What would that be..?"

"Oh, it doesn't matter. But I would like to arrange a little... Match." Frieza said, a small grin tugging at his lips as his lizard tall swayed slightly.

"Lord Frieza, you don't mean that you want to fight Saka, do you..?" Scotch said, his eyes wide in surprise.

"No, no of course not. What do you take me for? Some kind of barbarian?" Frieza chuckled lightly, and Scotch laughed in relief.

"I'll have my right hand man do it."

The laughing stopped.

"You want Zarbon to fight Saka..?" For some reason Scotch didn't refer to Saka as his son like he did Alcohl.

"I heard my name." Saka said, intruding on the conversation. Alcohl and Scotch shot him glares.

"What?" He asked, glancing at them before glancing at Frieza. "Oh, right." He gave a small bow. "It is an honor to be in your presence, Lord Frieza." This certainly sounded half-hearted, but it seemed to amuse Frieza.

"What an odd Saiyan..." Frieza muttered, a small grin forming on his lips. "Tell me, Saka, how would you feel about getting the chance to fight one of my best soldiers?" Frieza said, his grin widening.

"Eh..." Saka scratched the back of his head just before his father smacked him across the back of it.

"Ow!" Saka glanced back at his father, who was giving him a look that said 'Agree with him or I will murder you.'

"Uh... Sure, I guess..?" Saka said, arching a brow at Frieza. "But why?"

"Splendid." Frieza said. "I'll be glad to see this power your brother spoke of."

Saka's eyes widened in shock, and he glanced at his brother, who also looked shocked. He avoided his brothers gaze.

H-he saw...

Well crap, Goody Two Shoes. Looks like your in trouble.


Saka stood at the left side of the arena, staring at the smirking green alien at the other side of the arena. He looked to be rather... Flamboyant.

His skin was a light green, and orbs of blue were worn in ear rings. A necklace hung around his forehead, and he wore saiyan armor with stockings going up his legs. Frieza's right hand man, Zarbon.

Zarbon had a smirk on his face. "This should be easy."

Saka yawned, stretching his arms above his head. "Whatever helps you sleep at night."

This uncaring mood seemed to bother Zarbon, which didn't surprise Saka. He always got to people with his inability to show the average rage that every saiyan showed.

Of course, the rage he showed was a lot more... Unpleasant.

"I'm going to put you in the dirt!" Zarbon shot off of the ground, rocketing towards his saiyan adversary. Saka quickly moved his head to the side, barely dodging Zarbon's first punch with a look of surprise on his face.

He's fast. Saka thought as he brought up his knee towards Zarbon's abdomen, but the flamboyant alien placed on hand on his knee, pushing himself off of it and flipping through the air.

Saka turned as fast as he could, but was only met with a shin smashing across his face and sending him flipping through the air.

Saka stopped himself, skidding across the ground of the arena and spitting blood to the ground before looking up, seeing Zarbon shooting towards him yet again.

Saka growled, pulling back one hand and jumping back as golden energy formed in his palm. He brought his hand above his head as Zarbon appeared in range, fist pulled back to slam into Saka's abdomen.

But Saka was quick, bringing his hand down and slamming the ball of gold into Zarbon's back and throwing him into the arena below him!

Dust was thrown into the air, obscuring the fighters from the small crowds vision. Saka shot from the dust, pulling his hands to his sides. blue ki balls forming in both of his open palms.

"I wish I could say it's been fun, but you've really just made me uncomfortable." Saka said as he prepared to fire. Just as he brought both hands forward, however, something in the wind shifted.

Saka looked up in shock, seeing Zarbon floating just above his hands. "Oh shi-" Saka was cut off as a green fist slammed into the side of his face, sending him spiraling towards the ground.

Saka smashed into the ground, creating a crater in the arena. All was silent for a moment before a hand came from the crater, grabbing hold of the edge. "Son of a bitch..." Saka muttered, pulling himself from the crater and trying to get off of his hands and knees.

"Just stay down, you dirty monkey!" Zarbon landed before the slothful saiyan, picking him up by the collar of his armor and pulling him up to eye level. Saka was of course taller than Zarbon, so his feet touched the ground, though his knees were bent.

In response to Zarbon's demand, Saka spat a bloody loogie into the face of Zarbon, who looked utterly disgusted by the act.

"Gah!" He dropped Saka, desperately trying to wipe off the mix of saliva, mucus and blood.

"Tell you what..." Saka spoke, pulling himself to his feet and placing his hands on his knees. "I'll stay down when you stop being such a pansy." Saka stood to his full height, looming over green alien.

Zarbon looked up just in time to catch a fist... With his face. The punch hit hard, throwing Zarbon across the arena!

Zarbon slammed into the side of the arena and the bottom of the stands, though they were just about empty, as the only people watching were Saka's family, Frieza, and King Vegeta.

Saka floated to the sky above the arena, holding both hands in the shape of a sphere in front of his chest. Ki crackled wildly around his hands, a small orb forming in his hands.

The orb twitched violently, crackling as more and more energy was condensed into it, it only growing smaller and smaller. It was red. Crimson red.

Zarbon roared, firing from the stands like a bullet at his enemy.

Saka yawned as Zarbon closed the distance, appearing before Saka with a fist pulled back.

Just before Zarbon could throw his punch, The blast was fired. It exploded from Saka's hands in a gigantic wave of ki and power, engulfing Zarbon in it's power!


"What the hell is that?!" Alcohl exclaimed, clicking the button on his scouter. Saka's power level had risen far past it's usual max of 15,000, now standing at 23,500!

Did using that power on Kabocha make his this much stronger?! Yes, of course that was it. Saka seemed to be significantly damaged after using that ability. Being close to death, he had to have gotten a power boost. And the power in its own effect had given him more power.

Alcohl had also gotten significantly more powerful after his own brush with death. And now it was clear that Saka had pulled out all the stops on this last attack as it engulfed Zarbon in it's fury.


Zarbon's roar of pain was snuffed out by the roar of the blast, and a flash engulfed the arena! Everyone winced, covering their eyes as the light faded.

Zarbon laid unconscious in a large crater on the ground, and Saka floated slowly towards the ground. Saka landed on his hands and knees coughing blood onto the ground once more.

Getting a little bit reliant on me now, aren't we?

Shut up. That's the last time I'm using you.

You keep telling yourself that.


"That was the power you spoke of?" Frieza sounded disappointed as he spoke to Alcohl.

"No, Lord Frieza." Alcohl shook his head. "That wasn't even the tip of the iceberg..."

Frieza looked slightly surprised by Alcohl's statement. "You mean he was holding back against one of my best henchmen..?" Frieza almost sounded irritated.

"Y-yes, Lord Frieza..."

"Scotch, what kind of nonsense is your boy speaking?" The spike haired, go-Ted King asked his right hand man.

"Sire, my son has never lied. And this wouldn't be the first saiyan with unbelievable power... Don't you remember Paragus' child?" Scotch responded in an attempt to convince the King.

Both King Vegeta and Frieza seemed rather troubled by the mention of the child of Paragus.

"Get ride of him." Frieza suddenly said, and everyone looked at him in surprise.

"Lord Frieza, you aren't suggesting that we try to execute my brother, are you..?"

"If that boy is anything like Paragus' child, than that would be a fatal mistake..." Frieza shook his head.

"Send him somewhere far away from here. Somewhere that doesn't have the technology to ever send him back."

Wihn's eyes widened in shock, while a grin spread quickly across Alcohl's face. "But where will we send him?" Alcohl certainly seemed interested.

"There's a planet in the North Galaxy with rather weak inhabitants known as Humans. They're rather far behind with space travel, or at least that's what my sources tell me." Frieza explained.

"So we'll be sending him there?"

"Yes," Frieza nodded.

"We will send this 'Saka' to planet Earth."


Okay, that's the chapter! I know, I know, everything got a little rushed around half way through, but I didn't want to take up too much space with this already long chapter, and I only wanted the Prologue to be three chapters.

I know I could have done better with this chapter, but I just really wanted to get through it to the Earth Saga-thing, because, obviously, some important stuff happens there.

So please review and tell me what you think of the story so far, and I hope to see you all and more in the reviews and the next chapter!

XWolf26, out