Notes from the author to the fans.

First things first: I am back… somewhat. I am actually writing a bit of Alien Versus Predator because it is letting me expel quite a lot of anger, but I am back, even if this is going to be slow. Why I am angry though? Well, a couple of reasons. If you checked my profile after getting an alert from me starting the new story, you should know why.

Here is where things get hectic. If you don't want to know about them and probably not think any less of me, don't read and skip ahead.

Let's be direct for those that do read:

Since I stopped writing a while ago, things between my parents decayed. At the end of last year, they basically broke up. They live in the same house still, but things are… not pleasant. Sometimes they look jovial and talk still, but other times there are quite a lot of yells. My family is pretty much divided and even while I don't care much about family (If they are family but not friends, I am basically neutral or 'I don't give a sh…' kind of person, sorry), stress built up VERY fast.

Second: I finished my studies for this year, but after summer it is time to work for a few months and get things done. Seeing that I may lack a parent at a certain point, I may very well lack all the time in the world as frustration is gnawing at me for the first time in many, many years. I learned to cope with shit by simply being happy and dandy all the time, but nervousness and paranoia do not help.

Thirdly: Today I lost, I LOST the fucking document. My original, nearly a YEAR OF MY LIFE, was erased because this computer is a piece of SHIT! Things like these happen when a seven year old computer acts like mine does: Like crap. I know that if I was in a much worse place I would be complaining because I don't have anything to wear or food, but I am where I am, I do what I do and I am rightly pissed off at a thing that is fucking with me! Also, it is bad because I had half the 10º chapter done and it is work that I hadn't saved, work that is created when the mood and inspiration strikes me, which means that I don't REMEMBER what I did, not all of it at least.

Good work is not forced; it is created by pure luck, inspiration, planning and a lot of care. Think of which I LACK right now.

As you can see, when I am not in a good mood I am a terrible, terrible person.

I know it and I don't care. This is how I am, I have years of amassed anger at people that made my life a living hell and I am doing my best to be a happy goer all the time, to treat people nicely and to give people a world of imagination when I make these stories. You can say that I am very much like Pinkie, having a little bit of Pinkamena and knowing about it. I don't kill people, but that is because I have most my life as practice at how to repress anger. A bit dramatic? Probably, but with how much crap around me, I am pretty much on a thin line.

And here you see why I have been writing AVP as of late: Because I can kill shit and be angry while writing it since it is a requirement for me to stay in those characters.

For those that didn't read the other part: Today I lost the original document and half the 10º chapter with it. After all the problems I had, and already writing a bit of the Alien Versus Predator fanfiction, I decided to amass what little happiness I had and start writing. Then the PC decided to cough and erase that new part of what I had.

Security copy? Nope, I didn't make any.

I hadn't had any problem, any REAL problem, until that happened. I didn't think I would need the security copy, so I lost it, basically a whole year of my life (I know I have the other documents, but that one felt… special). I still have everything else until chapter nine thanks to internet, but you can see that all the work done after that is lost.

I'll rewrite it, probably in less than a month, and then I will keep on working on it as fast as I can whenever my mood helps me with it. However I am not mentally stable right now, or as of late, so that is why I have been unable to post anything new.

I know you all will be angry at reading this, instead of having a new chapter, but I think that an explanation was already past due and I had at least the obligation to tell you all why the frigging huge delay and why I was doing something else in fanfiction.

I haven't forgotten, I haven't stopped. Just… my mind has to heal, as do my feelings. Is this sappy coming from a guy of 24 and supposedly mature enough? Probably, but I don't care.

This will be replaced by the next chapter this very day next month in the latest. If nothing else happens, come back and a new chapter should be done, if everything goes well that is.