So I've decided since it's President's Day and I don't have school, I'm going to post chapter seven! I'm sure you remember, but this is my very, very favourite chapter. Actually, the one I finished writing not five minutes ago I'm very fond of also, since it's a battle scene, but this one is still my favourite. Notice it's also the shortest! I'm sure you're not too happy about it, but you're lucky to get two chapters in one weekend anyway. xP But yeah, battle scenes are my favourite things to write probably ever, including angst. My favourite scenes to read in books are epic battles, because they're hard to write believably, for one, and they're just so action-packed! Plus I'm strange for a girl since I actually like the blood and gore. Hehehe. I listened to a lot of Fatboy Slim while writing it, because he makes some really good generic action-scene music, it's quite fabulous.

Anyway. Psychotique, again, you've made my day. I was beaming ear to ear reading your comment, and my mother actually asked why I was so happy. I kind of just went into happy giggles. I really am feeling better; I've moved onto the hacking cough stage, and while I no longer feel like my head is stuffed with cottonballs, my throat is kind of raw from coughing so often. Hopefully I'll be better by tomorrow because I can't really afford to miss another day of school. xD;

So this is my shortest chapter; chapter two is my longest at 4553 words. The entire story itself is up to about 27K words, which I find funny because yesterday it was at about 24K. So I wrote 3000 words in about an hour and a half of frenzied typing. And in case anyone's interested, we are about 3/5 of the way through what I've written so far. More than half, but less than 2/3. And sheesh, this ramble is going on forever. So onto the chapter!

Chapter Seven.

Ashura dreamed.

He was semi-conscious, and was stuck in-between his dream-like state and actual thought. But he dreamed.

He was a boy again, with his best friends on a spontaneous picnic. He was at his daily magic lessons, then sparring with his father while his mother looked on.

They were pleasant dreams, for now. But he would have dreams of Fai, and of Gwen. He felt his anger bubble as he thought how close he was to his plan succeeding. Everything had been on track, right as he had planned... Then he had become foolish, and had let himself be seduced by the blonde magician, who he no longer felt any real feelings toward. He felt anger at himself for letting himself be tricked like that, and then to be imprisoned in this underwater coffin. He felt himself subconsciously figuring out the workings of a plan for revenge...

But before he could dwell too deeply on the matter he would be dreaming again, his head filled once more with countless sweet nothings.

End Chapter Seven.

Next chapter signals the entrance of a new character! He's my personal favourite of every character I've ever invented, and believe me, that's saying something. I'll try and update soon! x3