Combining chapters 3 and 4 was a good move IMO and is not so short separtly.

Chapter 3: Yuan?

You do not know what boredom is.

Not unless you have laid down and stared at the same spot on the ceiling for one hour, fourteen minutes, and fifty-seven seconds without moving an inch. Then you know what boredom is. But now I am getting the feeling back into my body, and that twitch too. I could also hear Lloyd stirring a little… "Hey… hey Lloyd." I whispered to my next-door cellmate "You awake?"

"Y-Yeah… where the hell are we?" Lloyd quietly replied.

"Some place in the middle of the dessert."

About that time some Designs began speaking, all I managed to hear was something about an execution.

"What the hell!?" Lloyd said a little too loudly.

"Shh" I hushed. I examed the area (I could move around now) "we need something to get out of here with. Something that can hit from a distance and not attract attention. Something like…"

"The Sorcerer's Ring!" Lloyd yelled as realization hit him.

"Well that's one thing but- wait. You have the Sorcerer's Ring?" I gasped.

"Yup" Lloyd simply said.

And without a word from me, Lloyd shot the guard (who was not paying attention to our planning some strange reason. Mortals, go figure.), opened his cell door and as he opened mine I asked "How did a punk like you get the Sorcerer's Ring?"

"I… uh… barrowed it."

"Yeah, sure." I replied, unconvinced. "Lets keep moving."

After effortlessly barreling our way threw the base (I did most, well, all of the work.), we came to a large, circular room with a Gamecu- I mean, strange object in the center.

"What's that?" Lloyd questioned.

"That's a Gamecu- I mean, I don't know."

One confused look later, Lloyd walked over to a terminal and read what appeared, and growing more confused every second. "I don't understand this at all!" He yelled as he finally gave up.

I sighed, "Let me look." And I did. "Well, it basically says to press the button where you want to go"

"I-I knew that, I was just…uh…testing you." Denied Lloyd.

"Sure." I replied, unconvinced and pressing the entrance/exit button.

The room swung around and the door to the exit appeared

I walked over to the door and pressed the "open" button and waited

Nothing happened.

I pressed it again.

Nothing happened.

I pushed the button 158 times.

Nothing happened.

I punched the button so hard it broke.

Nothing happened.

"Damn! They've locked it!" I cursed. The twitch was forming again.

"Well, there's got to be an emergency exit somewhere. Lets look for it!" Lloyd said with amazingly average intelligence, and ran off.

"Wait Lloyd! Don't go off by yourself!" I yelled and chased after him.

As I entered the hallway Lloyd just entered, there was a small army of Desians standing in my way.

"Fine! I haven't used my magic in a whi-" I started but something caught my eye. A long blue haired man running down the hallway.

"Yuan?" I whispered.

The quick footsteps of an approaching desian broke me out of my daze. I tried to get out of the way, but I wasn't fast enough and the desian slashed my right arm with his sword. I grunted and tried to reach for my scythe, but my arm wouldn't move. I looked down, and gasped.

My entire right arm was covered in blood and cut up so badly, that I was surprised it was still there. It was then that I realized that the one desian that charged earlier was actually five! What!? I thought. Was I really that out of it?

The other 20 or so desians, noticing the fight was on, all charged at once.

Okay Death, calm down. I assured myself as I dodged several attacks with various dashes and flips. You still have your magic…Wait, that's right! But which spell to use…

I found a clearing in the mob of desians, cleared my throat, and raised my left hand " O swords of hell, unleash thy rage and send my enemies where they belong! NEGITIVE BLADE!!!" I bellowed.

Too slow to react, the desians where caught in the unforgiving blade of darkness. It wasn't a pretty sight.

It was then that I felt the pain in my right arm. The pain was intense and wasn't helped by my dizziness from the blood loss. As darkness consumed me I heard a familiar voice, filled with concern, yell after me as I fell from my position among the corpses.

As I came to, I heard Lloyd and someone else conversing about something, but they stopped as soon as they saw me moving. I opened my eyes and sat up to see that I was in the triet inn and there was two people positioned at the foot of the bed I was on.

"Ariik, are you okay? The professor said that you almost died…" Lloyd questioned with concern.

" I've been better" I replied. It would have been Ironic if I did die… I added in my thoughts.

My attention turned to the other visitor, and I froze.

"…Kratos?"

The man looked briefly (only about 1/10 of a second) surprised that I knew his name and nodded. "And your name is Ariik, correct?" he asked back.

Regaining my posture I answered. "Yes."

" Well, Ariik," Kratos started, "I am glad you're okay, but getting injured like that is not the sign of a great swordsman."

"Bah…" I spat, "At least I haven't wore the same clothes for the last four tho- four years."

Kratos, realizing what I was about to say, froze on the spot. I got up, ignoring the pain in my right arm, and headed toward the door with. "Wait!" Lloyd yelled after me " Where are you going?"

"Out for some air." And I slammed the door as I left.

-End-

Death: WHY DID YOU CHANGE THE PART WHERE I SAID, "OUT FOR A DRINK!!??!?"

Cause I hate you

Death: DAMN!