Chapter Seven:

NekoLazy: Yeah, I didn't do that on purpose. Mind as well admit to it right? Anyway, thanks for your review!

Ah~ I want to thank NekoLazy, and rex727, for favouriting, and following this enchanting fable. Along with the current 355 traffic viewers, at this particular time as I write this. Although, with my good looks, it's probably increasing as I type this. Anyway, on to the story.

By the time Asuna and Kirito returned, I had already convinced myself that it was possible to get drunk, and was sprawled across the floor, eagle spread. Of course it was also late late at night, and he was out with a girl that I mildly disliked, though with every passing second after we met, I felt like her hatred for me only grew…...Obviously besides the point. The point, cough, was that, um. Kirito was out late with a girl, I guess? Oh I know! How about, they stomped into the room, with sixty pound shoes made of iron, and decided to grow a freaking sun right in front of my face, turn on a paper shredder, a vacuum, set off four mines, two bombs, and blare a fog horn in my ear, while shooting a machine gun off next to my other ear, and then Asuna stepped on my hand. Maybe it was the kiss. Did I go overboard with that? I feel like I did, but I totally said sorry, so it's not like, my fault anymore. It was the kiss wasn't it. Damn it! I let myself become overwhelmed by my hormones. Haven't had any time to jerk off, if you know what I mean. Sorry, that was extremely out of line, I wouldn't actually do that, and consider it to be gross for the most part. I am the very model of a modern English Gentleman, I am the very model of a modern English Gentleman. It's my mantra, OK. So how's about we forget the thing, and go back to Asuna hating me. Because it's down right scary, a woman's feelings. Plus she still thinks I'm a girl. I thought I proved to her my manliness, but I guess not. Unfortunately I feel too guilty for disgracing her pure lips, cough cough, to do anything about her lack of knowledge on my gender. Cough, I hate her more, cough cough.

I was then picked up by my darling Kirito, who basically tossed me onto the couch, and then he departed for his own room, and left me there with Asuna. She, the little rich brat that she is, ignored my body, which I had forced to remain still, and went to bed. After I was certain she was asleep, I stood up and stretched. Stupid idiots. I slowly snuck towards the door, and glanced back at Asuna's sleeping form before leaving the room. While I was being a total badass ninja, and crept through the hall, I felt a tap on my shoulder. I brought a finger to my lips, and shhhed the owner of the finger.

"Shhh, I'm sneaking away."

"Oh really? Why?" I snickered quietly and shrugged my shoulders.

"I honestly have no idea." We rounded the corner, and then made our way to the roof, in total and complete secrecy. When we made it to my desired destination, I gave a sigh of relief.

"He'll never find me here. Fu fu fu fu."

"Who won't find you?" I let out a puff of air, and laid back with my hands behind my head.

"I don't really know, Kirito? Bach? Maybe Asuna? I just don't want company right now. Or at least company of people I have to deal with everyday." I felt the person next to me lay down after a slight pause.

"Tell me about it, I am curious to know a few things." I kept my eyes closed, but turned my head to face the stranger.

"How about this, I tell you, a stranger, all my woes, and you tell me all your woes, and then we part ways as unnamed friends?" The man chuckled slowly.

"It sounds like you just want to complain to someone without the embarrassment." I laughed, and then choked on my laugh. Then there was some coughing, and a few lost lungs. Anyway…

"You got that right. So, where do we start?" We both remained silent for several minutes before the stranger sighed.

"I didn't want for it to turn out this way. I just, I just wanted to build my castle." I popped open my eyes, and flat out stared at Kayaba Akihiko. OK, when I said that I only liked Shinon and ZaZa, I was kind of lying. Hell, I've lied about half the stuff I've said. Well, half the stuff I've said about myself. Everything that has happened, has happened. But I'll say something, but forget a few things to do with that topic, and then remember it later, it really sucks having a memory like mine. But anyway, Kayaba was also someone I really liked. Don't judge me, I've always been weird when it came to liking fictional characters. Like in Death Note, the only character I liked was Ryuk, and in Lord of the Rings I always had a soft spot for the King of the Wraiths.

"Oh shit man. This didn't go as planned." He shrugged, and I sighed.

"It doesn't matter about the nameless part really. I'm Ted, but the way. How about instead we just ask questions, and then we have to answer them, both of us. Or would you rather just talk?" Kayaba laughed again, and held his hand out to me.

"Nice to meet you Ted, I'm Akihiko. I like the latter better, honestly." I took his hand and we shook.

"So, you can keep going." He smiled at me, and took a deep breath.

"The reason why I changed the game, was because I knew no one would take my creation seriously otherwise. But I didn't want people to die. That's just the way it turned out."

"Well, I like it this way better. Though some people don't think this is real, I do." Akihiko let out a small sigh of relief. After that, we both shared stories about ourselves and our pasts. It wasn't a sob story, and it wasn't happy either. Eventually we got to childhoods, which were rather closely connected considering I was born two years before Akihiko.

"Hey! I'm older than you, if Kirito was right about the year, I would be thirty now." I groaned, and placed a hand over my face.

"I'm so old." Akihiko laughed again.

"I never would have thought. You don't look that old." I glanced around suspiciously, before leaning in close to him.

"I've been dead roughly eleven years now. I died when I was nineteen, on my second year anniversary of freedom from my evil lego worshipping aunt. It's like it's suppose to be a secret, but I don't see any harm in telling you about it. I died, and then I ended up here for some unknown reason. Awesome isn't it?" Akihiko shook his head at me.

"So was your brain downloaded onto some sort of chip?" I openly stared at him in pure shock.

"Was my brain downloaded, using technology that wasn't around, onto some sort of chip, or something. Did you, someone who, as I'm told by a used to be very big fan of yours, the smartest mind of your time, and that wasn't suppose to rhyme. Neither was that. Anywho, did you just say that?" Akihiko laughed quietly at me, before sighing deeply.

"So what happened?" I glared at the dark sky for a few minutes.

"It all started with a pineapple… So um, I have no idea." I looked back over at Akihiko, and took in his strong features. He wasn't in his original form, but was in his Heathcliff body. Which I found greatly less cool than his real body. Then I told him so.

"So, I told you a major secret, bigger than yours. So why don't you tell me something." He remained silent.

"Uhh, so…. Why did you go with that face? You're Heathcliff, the creator of the Order of the Blood Knights, or whatever they're called." He sighed, seriously, what is with all the sighing around me? Are they that astounded by my beauty? Shit, I can't say that anymore. Now cuz, you know, that thing happened to me. You know, the princess crap I told you about in the second chapter? Or was it the third? Well excuse me for having issues about my newly discovered feminine side.

"What a pair we make. Me, the genius game developer who imprisoned 10,000 people in a death game and then joined them and created the best, and most powerful guild. And you, the dead young woman, who has no idea how or why she was added into a videogame made a decade after her death." I stood up with mini fires flying around me like angry spirits.

"I'm a man. A man! I have a dick, I have no boobs, I desire after women, or at least I did until I came to this place. Now I have no sexual interest in anyone, which annoys me. But anyway, man." Akihiko stared up at me with a small smile on his face, and then he stood up. He was a good head and one quarter taller than me, but that didn't make me less pissed off.

"I am so tired of people mistaking me for a girl!" I crossed my arms and stomped my foot in frustration.

"Then why don't you try looking more like a man, and not a woman?" I glared quite evilly at Akihiko.

"I can't. All my clothing is female, and Kirito takes all the money I get. He likes to see me suffer." We shared a crazy old man laugh, and Akihiko patted my back, condescendingly of course.

"Well, I would have never taken an interest in you if you didn't look the way you do." I made a face.

"What, am I that pretty? Please say no." We had another laugh, and then slowly made our ways down stairs, before he left me alone, I grabbed his elbow.

"One last question, you created this game, and this technology. So, what I'm wondering, is um well. Since I'm not really a player, can you explain what my special skill, God's Skill, is?"Akihiko raised an eyebrow in confusion.

"That is no skill I created. If you want, I can check it out. Would you mind explaining to me what happened, so I can get a full picture." I took a deep breath, and glanced around.

"Okay. I was fighting some red players of in the woods, a little ways from here. Well, I was about three seconds from dying, and this thing happened." I stared intently at Akihiko, who just blinked blankly.

"Well, um. There was this voice and it said some stuff about different skills unlocked and then I started floating, there were odd balls of light that shot out from around me, and at the PKers, and then they died. But like, with blood and stuff." He tapped his chin remained silent for several seconds before placing his hands on my shoulders.

"If I didn't know any better, I would say you were a powerful self-aware boss, with special skills. But that's not possible." He let me go, and turned away from me. Akihiko didn't say anything, and just sort of walked away. Like, he left me there, without an answer. I stared after the hallway he disappeared in, and placed a hand on the wall next to me. After that, which was several minutes deep in thought, I trailed back to me and Kirito's room, and lifted my hand to knock. I hesitated, and then lowered it. He left me in Asuna's room, with her. And for some odd reason it makes me feel depressed. When I was alive, the few friends I had always left me behind. They always hung out with me, and then excelled far past me. After that happened, I was alone again. Kirito was just the same, hell, everyone is the same. Except Bach. But Bach won't leave me because I'm his charge. There's something nice I guess. Once my hand had dropped completely, I turned and walked back to Asuna's room, then plopped back down onto the couch, and went to sleep. The last thing on my mind was Akihiko's face when he laughed. Well, Heathcliff's face.

Several sun rises passed after that day of days when something amazing happened. I was proposed to. This was happening while Kirito was busy having a new sword commissioned by some chick, so I had been spending a lot of time with Akihiko, who I've taken to calling Aki. Now, Asuna has basically been my babysitter so she hangs around me a lot. Which makes it seem like I really am a girl. Especially since she knows I feel guilty for kissing her. So there's this one guy, Togir, who hangs around Aki and since I'm forced to be with Asuna, who is the second in command, I'm around Aki a lot. Who has a secretary named Togir. So all this time where I've been forced to socialize, Togir has been 'falling in love' with me…. Cue tears. Of course Aki noticed, and he finds it quite humourous, and he has only made it worse. Would you like to know how he has made it worse? Well let me regale the tale of how my sanity was put in danger by hormones-crazed fools.

It began with a meeting that Asuna dragged me to~

"But Asuna, I have no reason to go in there with you!" In reality, I was a bit nervous meeting Akihiko after that one night.

"I don't care, Kirito asked me to keep an eye on you while he trained. It's either me, or Klein. Who ever that is." I frowned at her, and crossed my arms.

"Why do I even bother?" I stomped past her, and threw the doors open. There were a bunch of people in fancy armor sitting around a circular table, with one guy standing behind Akihiko. I lifted a hand, and stared, with a completely bored expression I might add, at them.

"Hey." I walked over to the only free chair, the one belonging to Asuna and sat down. Akihiko smiled down at me, what? I was slouching….. I don't like being short, short people are more of a childish evil, and I like the Satan evil. I actually took this game test thing, and it said I was Satan incarnate, then I play Ouija with some idiots from class, I didn't actually touch the board. I just watched, but anywho. The damn thing said, it really said this; 'there's no need for me to show, when you have a demon in your presence already.' Everyone freaked out, and then started looking around. They asked where it was, and lo and behold, the thing moved to point at me. I had to transfer school after that. Again with the side tracked. Cough cough, I think there's something in my throat. Oh right, its that frog I had for breakfast. What was I talking about again? Oh yeah, slouching.

Akihiko placed his hand on my head, and stroked my hair. Then the meeting continued, of course Asuna was forced to stand behind me, but that's not important. It was the stares that I paid attention to. After that thing with the sexy red head, I had finally realized not only that people stare at me, but why. They are bewitched by my beauty. Legit. So that's where Togir first saw me, and illegally fell in love. After the meeting, I followed Akihiko until we were alone, and then jumped him.

"Aki! Hey, wait up!" He paused and turned to face me.

"Did you find anything?" He frowned slightly, and looked behind me. I followed his gaze to see Asuna trying to hide behind a corner. Idiot. Kirito must have asked her to see what was going on with me.

"Uh, I might have come up with something. But are you sure you want to know?" We moved out of hearing distance from Asuna, then I nodded.

"Well, I spent some time going over your profile, and the data coding that makes up your avatar. You're built as an AI. In fact, you might actually be one." I raised an eyebrow.

"Like how so?" He fingered a strand of my hair, and then held it up to my face. Instead of pale blonde, it was a startling silver. Like obviously silver, or like white gold. There was no colour to it anymore.

"When we met in the inn, your hair was yellowish. Now its colour is gone. And your eyes were blue, yet now they are the same shade as your hair." I let out a small gasp, and then groaned.

"How does that make me an AI?" Akihiko crossed his arms.

"You're an immortal object, but there's a block on your abilities that won't unlock until your health has gone down to a certain spot. You aren't a high level self aware NPC though, because you aren't stuck in SAO. You could leave, just like you entered, much like a virus. And the Laughing Coffin members you killed, they actually died. Unlike how the players were dying before, these two were terribly mutilated." I closed my eyes, and took a deep breath.

"But that's not possible, I was in game." There was a pregnant pause.

"There's this torture from Europe that used electricity on the nerves. They would electrocute the victims, basically frying the nervous system until they could no longer feel things properly. Then they would tie the victims to a bed, or chair, and blindfold them."

"What does this have to do with me?" He ignored me and kept going.

"Then they would drag knives across their wrist's, just enough to where the victim could feel something on their skin, but not enough to make them bleed. Then water was slowly poured over the mark where the knife was. They victims believed so completely that they were cut, that their brain made it possible, and they would start bleeding. People would be manipulated into believing that they were being hurt, so they would create the symptoms themselves. I think that what you did, had the same effect on brain like that torture did, and so the bodies mutilated themselves." I took a deep breath, and then turned and puked. After the first retch, I stood there shivering, then fell to my knees and vomited again. Akihiko pulled my hair out and rubbed my back for me.

"I never designed the ability to puke in this game. Things like needing to eat from hunger, or showering, or using toilets weren't added. Yet here you are vomiting food that can't be digested." I tossed a glare at him, before another spasm shook my body. It started from my shoulders, and then moved to the rest of my in the midst of my vomiting, I caught a glance of Asuna peeking around the corner at me. Her eyes were wide, and it seemed like she totally forgot she was suppose to be hiding. We continued like that for several more minutes before my body decided it had enough, and I collapsed into Akihiko's arms. He carried me to his room, where I fell asleep on his bed.

Rumours quickly spread about the odd new frontliner seen with both the Black Swordsman, and the Lighting Flash, and even the Commander or the Knights of the Blood Oath. Unfortunately my body actually became sick, so I was stuck to bed. Which caused even more rumours. Now, you don't want to hear about the several days I spent sleeping because something is wrong with me on a fundamental level, you want to hear about the guy who confessed to me. Well, Akihiko was busy with taking care of his guild, so he couldn't take of me. So I was handed off to his assistant, Togir, who fell in love with me. His confession went a little something like this:

"Lady Prince," No matter how many times I threaten him, he just won't get it through his big head. It doesn't even sound right.

"T-There's something I, there's something I want to tell you?" At that point I looked up at him with my face stuffed with cream pastries.

"Whmapht?" He fidgeted with his tunic, before glancing at me.

"I'minlovewithyou!" I blinked and hit my chest so I could swallow properly.

"What?" Togir took a deep breath, and I shoved four more cream horns into my mouth.

"i'm in love with you, please marry me!" And then he got down on one knee and held a ring out to me. That's when I not only noticed Kirito, Asuna, and Akihiko standing at the door, but Bach holding onto the wall to keep himself from falling to the floor with laughter. I promptly spat out the multiple deserts into his face, and stared at him in horror with drool dripping down both our faces. All you could hear was Bach's muffled snickering, and the breathing of my enemies. After a few moments, I gently placed the platter of food I was holding, onto the table next to me, and pulled my sword out of it's sheath.

" . !" I lifted up the blade and slashed Togir right in half. Or almost. Right before it touched the top of his head, Bach grabbed my arm, and whacked me on the head. Togir cowered in fear, and slowly backed away from me. I glared at Bach, and ripped my arm from his grip.

"What the fuck, Bach?! Let me kill the bastard!" He raised an eyebrow at me, and then twisted me around, so he could put me in a choke hold.

"Who's been keeping an eye on this one while I was away?" I tried biting his arm, but that didn't work, so I tried to kick myself free.

"I was, but Heathcliff has been helping me after Prince got sick." Bach's hold tighten slightly at the mention of me being sick.

"I didn't realize it was possible to fall ill in a videogame." I tried to turn around, but I was hit on the back of my neck, and then my world turned black on me.

SPECIAL: (Special side chapter for my whopping three followers/favourites)

Bach's side story, and Ted's origins:

Bach glanced around the cave for Ted, who was standing next to Kirito was a bored look on. On closer inspection, Bach realized that Ted, was in fact, asleep...With his eyes open. The buff humanoid pineapple shook his head with amusement, before sneaking out of the meeting. He wandered a little ways from the mountain with the cave, something he kept questioning, and hide himself behind a tree.

"Sah rohda yuhah alkalem suli ros." A lemon coloured light spread from his hands, to the rest of his body, and then faded. Bach's eyebrow twitched, and he coughed. The light came back, and this time he disappeared with it. The trip was what you would expect of alternate time and dimensional travel. It was colourful, bright, loud, and amazing. Stars wissed by, planets exploded, it was warm, then it was hot, and then he finally arrived. The first thing he noticed was the cold. It was mid January, and he was wearing no layers at all. Bach waved a hand, and a large winter coat appeared on his shoulders. He gave a yawn, and stretched before trudging up the long driveway to the Prince Manor. His goal was to find Artoria Prince, commonly known as Evil Lego Ambassador aunt. He didn't even make it to the halfway mark when the object of his search came walking down the driveway.

"Ah, can I help you?" Bach eyed her before holding out a hand.

"I'm here about Ted." Her smile disappeared, and was replaced with a large frown.

"Ted's been dead for six years. What could you possibly want with him?" Bach lowered his offered hand, and sighed.

"Why don't we go inside to talk about it? I'd rather not stay out in the cold." She glanced up at her house, and then back at Bach. He looked her over, immediately noticing the major difference between her and her nephew. When alive, Ted had brown slightly curly hair that looked like he cut it, and green eyes. He was handsome, but it took awhile to grow accustomed to him, he was tall and skinny as well. But Artoria was short, on the chubby side, although she looked like an hourglass, and had ginger coloured hair with hazel eyes. Her face was more impish than attractive. All in all, they didn't look related in the slightest.

"Yeah, sure." They both walked up to the very large building silently. They didn't speak until Bach was sitting on a chair in the livingroom, and Artoria across from him.

"You're not human are you?" Bach's eyes widened in shock. Artoria smiled and picked up a photo resting on the table next to her.

"See this? This is Ted's mother, Marada, and Ted's father, James." The woman looked like a mixture of Ted and Artoria, but the man was black.

"James was from Jamaica, and met Mara after she was already pregnant. I don't know why I'm telling you this, but humm." She paused and stared at Bach.

"You don't seem human to me."

"I'm not. I'm from a planet called Cytrius. I want to know a few things about Ted and his parentage. For the safety of the universe of course." Artoria sighed, and placed the picture down. She didn't say anything for several moments, and then sighed again.

"Let me guess, Ted didn't die, and is instead in some other place, but he's causing trouble like normal and you need to learn about him so he doesn't kill someone." Bach leaned back in his seat, and grinned at the short woman. She was much smarter than he thought. He waved a hand at her, silently telling her to begin.

"Alright, but promise me that you're feelings for him won't change." Bach nodded, and she began.

"It was oh, Twenty-six years ago, I think. My father had recently come into a very large amount of money from all his shares. So we were getting ready to move. Of course that caused chaos, which is why all this happened. Mara and I were left alone in the house and Dad and Mom were out purchasing this house. I was only fourteen, and Mara seventeen, at the time. I remember that there was a storm that night, so Mara asked me to go outside and look for our cat with her. She had this big fear of the dark, which I totally understood. We wandered around in the woods for two hours before we found our cat, dead. He had his stomach sliced open, and was hanging upside down from a tree branch." She paused and stared down at her clenched hands.

"We had barely taken two steps when a whole group of people in dark blue robes showed up with knives. They put bags over our heads and dragged us off to God knows where. I guess the reason they didn't use me first was because I was too young…..But sometimes I wish they did. We were in a cage, so I could see everything they did to her." She paused again. Bach released a breath he had no idea he was holding.

"I found out later that we had been missing for two weeks. Two weeks of beatings, and torture. They used us both for their enjoyment, oh, not rape. But insulting and hitting. They barely fed us, and wouldn't let us out of the cage. Until the last day, that's when they took Mara. It started off with kicking, and tossing her around the room, but then this one guy showed up and started yelling at them. After that, they ripped her clothes off and forced her down onto an altar in the middle of the room. They bound her arms above her head, and then dragged a knife down her chest. It wasn't a deep cut, but it did leave a scar. Everything after that is kind of hazy. They were chanting, and then a cup of something was poured on her. Then the room got extreamly dark. It was like shadows were crawling up the walls, and the room got very cold. A man stepped out of the dark and then, I don't remember. When I woke back up, Mara was shaking me. She was completely healed with nothing but a thin scar, not even a single bruise. But there was a silverish tattoo on her lower abdomen. Everyone in the room, about thirty people, they were all dead. Blood splattered everywhere, limbs everywhere. We escaped and ran through the woods until we got to a road, and waited for a car. A police officer off of duty found us, it was James actually. He took us to the police station, and then we went home. A few months later we found out that Mara was pregnant. She was oddly protective of the fetus, to the point where when Dad told her to get an abortion, she pulled a knife out and threaten to stab him." Bach rubbed his temples, while Artoria talked. It was almost fictional, what had happened to them.

"Can you tell me more about that man?"

"He was white. White long hair, pale skin, vibrant pale eyes, white clothing white horns, white scaly wings. Like a dragon's wings, all leathery with no feathers. But he was dark. Like his essence, it was black. And cold. He was terrifying, but Mara loved her memory of him though, I couldn't figure out why though. But then again, demons are said to be beautiful."

"Are you sure he was a demon?" She snorted.

"Well, he appeared out of nowhere, was ethereally beautiful, horns, wings, and he massacred everyone as bloodily as possible, and then impregnated my sister. Then magically disappeared." My sister was obsessed with him until she died, but even with all my Dad's money, we couldn't find a single trace of him. He was a demon. And it even explains Ted." Bach raised an eyebrow at her, and frowned. All this left him with was more questions. Artoria chuckled.

"Ted was born as literally a carbon copy of his father. White hair, pale skin, pale silverish eyes, wings and even horns. My parents were so horrified that they immediately disowned Mara and Ted. He changed into a human about four months after he was born, though. The poor kid has been around nothing but bad luck since day one. Through Ted's life, the very few people he's cared for have all died, and he's had nothing but misery. No friends, social outcast on the internet and in real life, all his pets die, the places he worked at all went bankrupt at one point, kids in his schools were sent to asylums, or had to transfer. He had a sleepover once, the house caught on fire and all the kids got the small pox. His first car exploded while he was in the store, and killed an old couple. His first computer broke and then the man who fixed it was electrocuted. It never affected him though, he was never bothered, not even in the slightest. It always made him seem happy though. When he left my house, I was afraid that something might happen, but nothing did. He got a girlfriend, who turned out to be a bitch, and lived alone. Then two years later, he died by choking on a pineapple." Artoria chuckle quietly.

"I always did love that, death by pineapple. So, did that help any?" Bach stood from his seat, and shook his head.

"We already knew he wasn't a human. Unfortunately I can't think of any race that embodies white. Except maybe them, but no. That can't be, they eat the soul of their parent's."

"Well, throughout Mara's pregnancy, she grew very weak, and then even more so after he was born. Maybe he was absorbing her soul, because once he fully represented a human, she died." Bach visibly flinched, and slowly turned to face her.

"But it's not possible. They can't travel themselves, and their entire world is constantly under guard, so they can't get a ship off it, or use any teleporters. There's no way!" Bach broke out in a cold sweat, and a wave of panic rose from his chest.

"What are you talking about? That man was summoned, like a demon." Bach stared at he for a few seconds, and then sprinted out of the room. Before he left, he shouted to her:

"If that man, or any stranger, actually anyone who asks about Ted, don't tell them anything! Nothing, at all!" And then he was gone. Artoria stared out the window silently for quite some time before standing up and going about her day like normal. Several months passed for her before another stranger showed up. He looked like a Mr. Smith from the Matrix, except with longer hair.

"Hello ma'am, are you the living relative of Theodore Prince?" Artoria smile at him.

"Yeah, can I help you?"

"Yes, I would like to talk about his death." Artoria laughed.

"But he died years ago. Don't take it the wrong way, but that kid was horrible. No one liked him. He died by choking on some fruit." The man sighed, and then left. She watched him disappear down her driveway, before letting out a grunt and closing the door. Till the day she died, Artoria kept getting visitors asking about Ted and his parents. But she kept her promise to Bach, and never spoke a word to anyone about him.

End.

Just kidding…

Bach hurried back to Ted as quickly as possible, with grim thoughts. If he was a descendant of that family, then it would explain why he turned into a ghost, and why he was able to jump into alternate dimensions, unlike the rest of that race. But if that was the case, Ted was in grave danger. When Bach finally managed to get back home, he found Ted stuffing his face with food, while three others watched on.

"What's happening?" Staged whisper. Kirito turned and grinned at Bach.

"Someone is trying to confess to Prince." He replied in a staged whisper. Bach started snickering, which gained the attention of the subject, who glared. The man next to Ted said something to Ted, but Bach wasn't paying attention anymore. Something was wrong with Ted, his hair was moving on it's own, and there was a slight glow around his body. Nobody else noticed it, even though it seemed to get brighter with every second. Bach's eyes widened in horror as he realized what was about to happen. He jumped forward as Ted raised the sword, and the grabbed Ted's arm. The look in Ted's eye's was completely evil, it screamed for blood. T

"What the fuck, Bach?! Let me kill the bastard!" Bach raised an eyebrow at Ted, and then twisted him around, so Bach could put him in a choke hold.

"Who's been keeping an eye on this one while I was away?"Ted tried biting the arm around him, but that didn't work, so he tried to kick himself free.

"I was, but Heathcliff has been helping me after Prince got sick." Bach's hold tighten slightly at the mention of Ted being sick.

"I didn't realize it was possible to fall ill in a videogame." Ted tried to turn around, but he was hit on the back of his neck by Bach. Bach watched as Ted went limp, and his eyes slowly closed. He let out an exhausted sigh, and picked him up.

A/N: Okay, so I do apologize, but you see, I have no excuse. Well let's see, I really don't have any excuses. Well, I do hope you enjoyed the chapter, and I did make it nice and long. Well, longer than most of my chapters…...Anywho, I'll try to update before the end of the world.