What Once Was
A/N: I'm not feeling very creative with the a/n so I'll just have ooc characters argue in the disclaimer…
Warning: Violence, Language, stupidity
Disclaimer: Get ready; it's a long one…
Yumie: I'm a pretty pony!
Heinkel: O_e *turns to me* what have you done to Yumie!?
Me: *shrugs* I don't know, I'm making her act all opposite-ness-y-ness.
Heinkel: …What?
Me: Here let me demonstrate… Look at Anderson.
Heinkel: *Looks* Holy ****!
Anderson: *Runs away and cowers behind Yumie when Alucard pulls a gun*
Yumie: *squeaks, hides behind Anderson.*
Me: And so forth.
Heinkel: What did Anderson ever do to you?!
Me: He interrupted my disclaimer. Like someone ELSE I know…
Heinkel: *widens eyes and hides behind Alucard*
Alucard: … I couldn't cause this much chaos…
Me. *Bursts out laughing* I don't own anything… *chuckle*… Alucard, why are you in a dress?
Alucard: *looks down* Holy ****ing **** mother of God!
Me: O.o… you should stick with your Halloween outfits.
Alucard: (-_-)
… Heh heh, oocs are fun…
Chapter Ten: Iscariot's Awakening
Heinkel raised her pistol and aimed it at my head… right in the middle of the parking lot in broad daylight. There were a few people walking in the said parking lot, and a woman made a small scream before running away. One thing… well, two things really, were rushing through my head. One: I was probably about to die. Two: If I had any sense of self preservation, I had to stay calm, act innocent, and lie through my teeth as if God encouraged it.
"W-why are you…?" I stuttered, trying my best not to scream and run like a maniac away from the gun (like any normal person would do).
"About to slice you to pieces? Weren't you just listening? Members of Hellsing are to be killed!" Yumie shouted. She turned a few more curious, nosey heads this way and they started running away screaming, one grabbed a cell phone. It's a wonder how no one was noticing…
"What the hell is Hellsing? A racist group? Anti-religious assembly? I'm not racist, and I'm a Catholic! Don't shoot me!" I managed to get the whole thing out without stumbling, but my lip quivered a little. I backed away, right into someone behind me.
"People o' God dinnae lie. But we hud better move thes else whare. I'd raither nae have th' whole o' Englaind givin' us a bad reputation fur us slaughterin' their police force." My shoulder was grabbed and shoved to a car that really was not far from mine. I fumbled for my cell phone in my pocket being careful to open it while it was still inside, then slipping it inside my sweater jacket sleeve.
I was shoved into the car; Heinkel got into the front, pistol still out and turned around in her seat. Yumie sat on one side while Alexander sat on the other.
"I'm not lying, I am Catholic, and I'm against racism. Please let me go," I said, as composed as I could. I pressed the number two on the cell phone and pressed talk, the cell phone still in my sleeve. They didn't detect it, to my relief.
"Then explain why you were talking to a Hellsing member, a Protestant?!" Yumie shouted.
"Walter? My great uncle? I don't even know what religion he is. He could be Jewish, for all I know. Would talking to my overly paranoid Jewish uncle make me Jewish as well?" I asked, pretending to break into hysterics. "And I still don't know what a Paladin is!" I added for affect. I really hoped they were buying it…
Alexander narrowed his eyes at me. I decided to try my best and do whatever I could to steer away from the thought that these people were about to kill me. HA! Death by priest. How would that look on a tombstone?
"Who's watching the orphans?" I asked, trying to stall and change the subject. Heinkel rolled her eyes and Alexander answered, "Th' tour guide is watchin' them. If ye won't admit tae us oan yer own, ye wooldn't min' me searchin' yer car, wood ye?" I made the mistake of widening my eyes and he dragged me out of the car, and he pulled me right to mine.
"Son of a bitch, he's a stalker…" I whispered. I heard someone's teeth grind behind me.
"Thes yer car?" he asked.
"Um… no?"
"I told ye 'at lyin' is a sin," He said firmly.
"I'm not lying. It really isn't my car, it belongs to my uncle."
"An' why ur ye drivin' it? Yer at leest two years too yoong."
"Isn't this a little off subject?" Heinkel said, sounding annoyed.
"Aye. Open th' door." I quickly unlocked the car all the while trying to think of an explanation to give for the blood bags in the back seat. Alexander seemed to know right where to go; he went straight to the back and pulled out the cooler that contain the transfusion packs. He opened it and showed it to me.
"What dae ye call thes?" he asked, a malicious smirk on his face. Heinkel and Yumie were starting to get the same looks of anticipation. Damn, he must have seen me go to the Hospital… 'What dae ye call thes?' he says… he was starting to sound like a bad FBI T.V. show…
"That would be the blood from the hospital. Uncle Walter isn't doing too well; he needs a new pack every other hour." These lies were coming way too easy for comfort. He grabbed my shoulders again, painfully so.
"Ow," I whimpered.
"Lass, we know yoo're fram Hellsing. Make it easier oan yerself an' stop lyin'." His grip tightened, my shoulders throbbed from the pressure.
Tell them. If you don't it's clear their going to kill you. They're not buying any of this!*
No! Isn't that what you've wanted all along? A way out without doing it yourself?!^
No, that's what you've wanted, and you're starting to sound like a broken record. And as for you, I don't fear death, I just don't love it. Not to mention what Integra might do… but then again…
"I'm just the errand runner…" I whispered, my lips moving on their own accord. My eyes widened for I had no idea what I just got myself into. The speed dial I had put in the phone was Integra's number, and with any chance she was listening in on the whole conversation, possibly sending help… and then recalling said help when I accidentally confessed. "Son of a bitch!" I murmured. Alexander straightened.
"Just an errand girl? What's with all the lies then? Why do you care? Would you really risk your life for something that won't even make a difference to them?!" Heinkel yelled, seemingly appalled I would try to keep them a secret. Then I thought of something… What was I trying to protect? Me or Hellsing?
"I'm really confused… I can't remember who I was lying for…" I managed to stutter out. I couldn't remember if I was dishonest for them or for me. My head started aching. They obviously knew about Hellsing, so I must have been lying for me, but… Oh, my head... "And what do you mean it won't make a difference to them?"
Yumie smiled cruelly. "There's nothing you can tell us that we don't already know about them, in fact we probably know more than you do. Not even killing you would make them have a second thought about you." I had the stupidest most idiotic impulse go through me. I jerked my arm and slid my phone out, causing some surprise on their side, and held it to my ear.
"Hello?" I asked, hoping I wasn't talking to a voicemail.
"Miss Grace, Sir Integra is on her way with a few soldiers." I was relieved to hear Walter's voice.
"All for little ol' me?" I asked lightly. I was pretty surprised they hadn't killed me by now, seeing as now they knew help was coming. I was even more shocked at how laid back I was being… and the idiocy I was putting out.
"Well… There's a treaty that's in violation for them being in London, let alone pointing guns in a Hellsing member's general direction."
"Uh-huh," I replied, eyeing Heinkels pistol, Yumie's sword, and whatever Axlexander was beginning to get out. "Quick question… what would you do if you had a gun in your face?" I asked. I glanced down the barrel of the gun Heinkel was holding.
"Well… I can't really answer that for you, seeing as what I would do and what you can do are two entirely different things. But in your current situation, my advice to you is to sit tight, and do as you're told, short of getting in a car with them."
"Right… could you… erm… talk to them?"
"… Excuse me?"
"Come on, I'm at wits end here! A little bit of stalling, please!"
"Alright, give the ph-" I all but tossed the phone, cutting Walter off.
Alexander caught the phone it with ease and put it to his ear. I couldn't tell why, but seeing him with a cell phone just seemed out of place.
"What ur ye doin' wi' an innocent yoong girl in yer ranks, Protestant?" He spat. I strained to hear Walter's response.
"Well, technically, she's not in our ranks. She helps with chores and runs errands for the household. You have no reason to be harassing Miss Grace." Alexander grinned.
"I suppose ye willnae be needin' 'Miss Grace' then?" He cut off any reply Walter was going to make with a simply motion of his hand, and my phone fell to the concrete in a mass of metal and circuits. I looked down at said phone and gulped.
I take it back, I do fear death. My dreams are finally starting to get to me… God knows where I'm going to go when I pass. I recalled the nightmare I had where the creature told me I had no place to go when death finally took me.
"Now lass, I don't want tae murder such a yoong girl. Ye say yer catholic? Ye swear upon yer mother's grave that ye ur?" he asked, giving a deceivingly friendly smile. I frowned.
"My mother's already dead, sir. But yeah, I was a Catholic, and I guess you can still consider me one."
He grinned and motioned Yumie and Heinkel to put their weapons away. I looked at him, confused.
"Ye donnae need tae stay wi' Protestant scum like 'em. Ye could come wi' us. Ye could live, an' more," he told me, but for some reason, I wasn't drawn to the mercy he was showing. Be it that I knew there was a catch or that I didn't want to betray my parents and those who had shown me any kindness since their death, I wasn't going to take his offer. Not right now. The air suddenly got very cold, and if they noticed it, they were ignoring it. I looked at the building behind him, and I wasn't scared. I was going to make it out of this. I stepped back a bit, and he fell into a frown. Oh, God, please let this not be a stupid thing to do for once.
"As good as 'living' sounds, I'm going to have to decline your offer. I will neither betray Sir Integra nor my parents, no matter how inferior I am." With every word I said, his face became more and more… displeased.
"I would usually say something really ignorant, but out of respect I'm going to keep my mouth shut," and hope that the watchful shadows are on my side, I thought glancing around at the dark spots covering the landscape.
"Well lass, 'en out o' respect I'll make it quick." He twitched his arm and some sort of blade came out of his sleeve, and Heinkel nudged me forward with a shove. They started leading me towards an alleyway near the back of the museum, and I felt the shadows that had brought me comfort follow. I looked around absently and 'solemnly' and noticed there was a group of people that was watching us intently, and watching me fearfully. I lifted up a hand and gave them a small wave along with a smile, and after a few seconds our audience dispersed. I heard a scoff from behind me and I could just picture the mocking looks on their faces.
We entered the alleyway and continued walking far enough until they were sure there wouldn't be any witnesses. I had the urge to say something.
"Not that I'm questioning your actions, but why exactly are you going to kill someone as unimportant as I am? Even if I am with a group you hate, a group that you have a treaty with…?" I asked in a monotone. Alexander turned around and looked at me, still walking, his face almost looking amused.
"As we said before, any member o' Hellsing is tae be silenced. Protestants ur our enemies, an' ye ur wi' th' Protestants. Nae treaty will ever seperate us from our mission from God. An' if ye recall, I offered ye life an' mercy." I nodded. A hand stopped me from progressing any further and I obediently stopped. Alexander raised his blade and positioned it, ready to slice- as Walter put it- through me easier than butter. My heart involuntarily skipped a beat.
"Well lass, I'll offer ye one last chance. Ye could come wi' us, or…" He moved his blade in front of my face to make a point, and Heinkel cocked her pistol… not that she would need it. Keeping my eyes on the blade, I made my reply.
"I'm… no thank you…" I struggled for words that would basically tell them, 'Hey, I choose death over life! What a good use of energy I am!'Alexander sighed.
"God forgife me fur killin' a yoong Catholic…" The way he said this made me realize he wasn't used to killing things that wouldn't fight back. I suppressed a chuckle, and my eyes trailed over to the shadows, and the air got colder again. I closed my eyes and sighed.
'Are you giving up little girl?' My eyes flashed open and I looked at Alexander in confusion. He paused from raising his two (apparently he got another weapon…) blades and looked back at me with the same confusion. I had just heard a male voice, and Alexander was the only male here… or… I turned my head towards the shadows again, and I could have sworn I saw something move.
'Are you?' I took a short breath. The voice seemed to be coming from the shadows, though not from them at the same time, like they were in my head… which would make sense, no one else seemed to be hearing it. Great, this experience has pushed me to the brink and I had finally gone completely nuts. Dim red lights appeared in the shadows, and I almost jumped when I found they looked like eye slits.
I realized that Alexander had not yet sliced me through, and I looked at him to find that he had looked at the shadows as well, and was now staring at them suspiciously. I turned to look behind me and found that Heinkel was also looking, but Yumie was keeping an eye on me.
'Answer me, girl.' I turned back around to face front, and whispered, "How?" Alexander approached the shadows, blades ready.
'How do you normally answer voices in your head?'
…Like this?
' Are you giving up?'
Not necessarily… I'm crazy right? I heard laughter on the other end, and then… laughter came from the shadows. Everyone's eyes widened, including mine.
"Shaw yerself, demon!" Alexander yelled at the shadows, pointing his blades. Heinkel joined him, and Yumie readied her sword. My eyes widened for a different reason this time. I had an opening.
'Yes, you are crazy… but not for this particular basis.' I smirked.
I've got a real answer to your question.
'And what is that?' I could almost hear the smirk that was on his face.
I'm not giving up… I stepped back, and looked to see if anyone noticed.
'And why is that, little girl?'
Because. I took another step. I have. And another. The right. And another. To live. I broke into a sprint, and I heard laughter burst through the shadows behind me.
"Hey!" one of the girls shadows, which one I couldn't tell. Right now, I was making a break for it. I didn't even have to get to the car.
Self Defense lesson one… I remembered the day my mom died, and the lesson Dan had been teaching before I ran off.
Get to a public place. I ran out of the alley, and sprinted for the entrance of the museum.
Lesson two… Alert authority. Damn, where's Integra when you need her? I ran right past a security guard who was looking after me apprehensively. I stopped short, looking back at him, and almost hit the wall. It'll have to do.
I darted back to his spot and stopped right in front of him. I paused to catch my breath, and once I was composed, I tried to act and look as scared as a normal teen would… well, maybe worried was a better word.
"Sir, I can't find my parents! I looked all over the museum for them and their car isn't in the parking lot where I thought it was! I dropped my phone and it's just in peaces now-" That's right. I stooped low enough to look like a lost child. Remarkable what a human would do to stay alive, no?
"Slow down, there. What do your parents look like?" he asked. I peered around him and found Yumie was the only one who had chased me, and she looked like she was debating on killing the security guard too. I almost smiled. Almost.
I'm going to have some fun with this… "Well, my mom has long blond hair and blue eyes… and for reasons beyond me she usually wears a business suit. My dad… Well, I kind of think of my great uncle as my dad…" I looked behind him again, this time for effect, and I gazed long enough until he finally looked as well. He turned back around and asked, "Do you know her?"
"No…" I leaned in so he could hear me whisper. "She's been following me around the museum…" I whimpered, but internally I laughed."I'm scared…"
"It's all right; I'm going to take you to the museum's reception center. The workers there can call over an intercom for your parents, if they don't show up I'll take you to a police station where you can wait, okay?"
I pretended to wipe my eyes. "A police station? Isn't that a little over the top?"
"Not necessarily, if you were accidentally or intentionally abandoned." Oh, harsh words there, abandoned…
"O-okay…" Man, I should go into acting. I looked around him again and I saw that Heinkel had joined Yumie. I wondered what was keeping Alexander. The guard looked as well and when he turned back to me he smiled and said, "They won't hurt you, one's a priest, see?" He pointed at Heinkel whom I just realized was dressed in an outfit similar to Alexander. "Would you like to go with them? They would probably help you, seems it's what they been trying to do all along."
This guy needs to get fired, trying to send me off with complete strangers… And if by help you mean 'rip me to shreds, slice me through, then shoot my remains', yeah. That's what they've been trying to do all along.
I shook my head rapidly and he sighed. "Alright, then." He started walking towards the two, but continued past them, me right on his heels. The looks on their faces were priceless, a mixture of frustration and hate. I briefly wondered if they thought I told the security guard what was going on, with them trying to kill me (but of course not why they were). I looked back at the two when we were a ways away and I saw them following from a distance, acting like normal tourists. I thought about what would happen if the orphans found out those who looked after them were murderers, and of course, right on cue, a group of kids went across the hall following a tour guide. I held in my laughter at the coincidence, and then at the fact that they all looked bored and tired out of their minds.
About a minute later, the guard showed me into an office, and talked to a young woman behind a desk. She nodded and got up.
"Hello, I hear you need some help finding your parents. Would you mind telling me theirs and your names?" she said, smiling kindly.
"Well, my mom's name is Integra, my great uncle's is Walter, and mines Grace." I said, and I sniffed.
"Okay, what are your last names?"
… Integra's not going to like this… But, hard times call for hard measures…
"Um… my mom is actually a little paranoid, and doesn't give out her last name very often… She says that her first name is unusual enough that it doesn't matter, though." She's going to kill me. If the terrible trio don't get to me first, Integra's going to scream her head off, then mine.
"Okay then, just sit tight and we'll try to get your parent's down here, okay?" I nodded and looked out the glass window. Heinkel and Yumie walked past, glaring daggers at me. I still don't know why they want to kill me so much, it seems really pointless… But when you're trying to keep your head on your shoulders, you don't really think much about that, do you?
A phone started ringing, and the woman picked it up.
"Imperial War Museum Reception, may I help you?" She paused to let the other end speak.
"What do you mean there are two police vehicles locking down the building?"
"Some bystanders saw a person pull out a gun and aim it at someone's head?" I've always wondered why people felt the need to repeat stuff they heard, it annoys me…
"Evacuate the building? Alright, then…" She hung up the phone and turned to the security guard who was on his way back to his post.
"We need to evacuate, the manager called and says that some police are ordering an evacuation."
The guard looked confused but nodded. He faced me, "Sorry, kid, guess your parents are going to have to hold out for a while. Stick with Mandy, here. She'll make sure you get out safe." He left and Mandy came up behind me and led me out of the room.
The hallways were crowding already since before we had left, Mandy made an announcement for everyone to get outside the building, which was going on lockdown. They were all going the same direction we were, which was toward the entrance. Their loud chatter filled the hall and it annoyed me to no end. When you are told to get out of a building a killer might be in, you usually aren't supposed to be worried about how you'd 'been planning this for weeks.'
Once outside, I was a little taken back about how far the police were taking a gun sighting, and I decided to ask about it.
"Well," Mandy started, after I asked, "The Police usually take these kinds of sightings very serious, especially when they're around a museum or a bank… or any other important place, really." I nodded, and followed her until we were past the police cars. There, we sat on the ground, as instructed by some cops that were trying to gain control over the 'situation'.
Come on, Integra! Get here already! Or someone! I'd even leave with Vampy if I have to, at least he's already here! I looked back to the alleyway as a reflex and thought about what was going on there. I heard a faint clash of metal on metal, but no one else seemed to hear it.
Don't do something stupid, I thought to myself. I slowly stood myself up from the ground when none of the cops were looking.
"What are you doing?" Mandy asked me.
"I think I just saw my mom over there. I'm going to go check."
"No wait-!" I was already walking away and I tuned her out.
NO! Don't do anything crazy either! Sit back down! Haven't you ever heard the saying curiosity killed the cat!? SIT! BACK! DOWN! Despite the self preservation thoughts, I walked out of the line of sight, behind some dumpsters, of anyone from the museum that would actually care who I was or what I was doing. Then, I peeked around the corner and into the alleyway and I would have screamed had I not seen so much excitement already. Plus, I kinda thought it looked cool.
There in the alleyway stood Vampy Alucard and Alexander. Well, they weren't really in an alleyway anymore. Instead, it looked like whole other dimension where monstrous things showed themselves, most of them having numerous eyes. Red eyes.
"Cool," I couldn't stop myself from whispering. Alucard was smiling what I was beginning to think was his signature smile, and Alexander was scowling. If looks could kill, Vampy would be six feet under right now. I looked down at the ground and there was a distinct line where the real world started and ended. And, despite my mind's screaming protests, I carefully lifted up a foot, and ever so slightly set it down in the red and black realm that had taken over the alleyway. Not a moment after, Alexander and Alucard looked in my direction, and likewise, my head jerked up to look at them. The feeling was strange; while I only had a moment to undergo it, the feeling just stuck with me. The very moment I set my foot down into the strange realm, it was like I could feel everything in the alleyway. I could sense the two other beings inside, just as they could sense me. And, though I could only see the red and black mess that Vampy had most likely made of the alleyway, I could even feel the rats hiding behind the dumpsters. It was the strangest and… the BEST feeling I had ever had in my entire life.
After Alucard and Alexander realized that I was nothing that was going to do much of anything, they turned back to each other.
"I'm gonnae enjoy thes, demon!" Alexander said.
"As will I, Judas Priest!" Alucard replied. Then, Alexander lunged at Alucard with the blades tight in his grip. My eyes widened, as Alucard just stood there.
Move! Why don't you move!
'I could ask you the same thing.' I was almost surprised to hear his voice in my head, and I also almost sighed in relief when he stepped just barely out of the way.
'Better get moving little girl, Master will be looking for you.' I couldn't really move. Well, it wasn't that I couldn't, more like didn't want to. It was disturbing really; I watched the action unfold in front of me, and the only anxiety I felt was that of which you would feel while watching a suspense movie. I started craving popcorn, and I mentally smirked at the stupidity of it.
As Alucard dodged out of the way, I noticed a gun that he had in his hand… Make that guns. Alexander recovered quickly and spun around, switching his blades to be equipped more like daggers than swords. He started slashing at Alucard, whom dodged every single one of his swings. Alucard pulled up his guns, and then the shots rang through the alley. I was captivated by every aspect of it.
I started to think, my eyes staying glued to the duel that was unfolding before me. I thought how this was the first time I had seen Vampy since I face planted the floor after figuring out who and what he was; and how off of terms our second meeting was. I thought about what Walter had said on the phone, that Integra was on her way with a few soldiers. Then I thought… does that count Vampy?
"Does she even know you're here?" I asked aloud. Alucard let loose a few more rounds (None of which even grazed Alexander, I might add), before even tilting his head in acknowledgment of my question. He grinned in excitement before answering.
"No." And with that, he went back to shooting at the priest. But… All good must things must come to an end… well, at least for me. While I was pulled out of my reverie, Vampy kept on looking like he was having the time of his life.
I felt a hand grab at my shoulder, and I knew right away, out of friend or foe, it was a foe because the grip tightened to the point where I was starting to lose feeling in my arm.
"You gave us a pretty hard time, making us chase you down…" I could hear the hate leaking out of Heinkel's voice.
"Me giving you a hard time? Look at all the trouble you caused," I said, hinting towards the commotion that was still going on in the parking lot. All the while I said this, I was watching Alucard and Anderson battle it out, and by the looks of it, so were the two assassins behind me.
Anderson kept trying to stab at Alucard's chest, but Vampy wasn't having any of that. He kept dodging at the very last second, and with every dodge, he let out a few more shots, in which Alex dodged. It looked a little like they were dancing, and in my childish moment… well…
Vampy and Andy, Fighting on a street. K-I-L-L-I-N-G. First comes blood, then comes carnage, then- Wow, that's not mentally disturbing…
Another shot rang out, and I wondered why the police weren't investigating the sound of gunfire, which was the whole reason why they were here. The thought was short lived, because Heinkel's grip tightened even more and I flinched into her clenching fist, as if to ease the pain that she was now causing.
"Ow, ow, ow, ow…" I whispered, hissing through my teeth. I looked up and realized why Heinkel had decided to try to pop my arm off. One of Alucard's shots had gotten Alex's shoulder, right above where the heart is. Alex stood leaned over, and I saw he had caught one in the thigh, too.
"Come on, Judas Priest! Get up! I've seen your tricks; I know your nowhere near death!" Alucard laughed maliciously, and it sent shivers up my spine. Alex looked up to Alucard in a mixture of hate and excitement. My eyes widened as the bullets that had been lodged in Alex's body were just sort of… pushed out.
"Aye, demon." Alex stood to his full height, and he was about as tall as Vampy was, which is pretty damn tall. He too, smiled. "But thes time…" he started, "I'm gonnae send ye tae hell!" And he charged forward. This apparently surprised Alucard for some reason, and his smirk quickly turned into a shocked expression. He jumped back, dodging Alex's swings, but his 'luck' was running out. When he tried to shoot at Alex, he only got a few bullets out before a distinct click signified he was out of ammo, and Alex just kept going at it. He finally made a hit.
His blade went through Alucard's gut, and the blood sprayed the wall as Alex jerked it out. But he didn't stop there, oh no. He round house kicked Alucard and made sure that his face went into the wall. My own face went backwards in a 'Oh, that must have hurt!' reflex. I knew I probably should have been more worried about the ancient vampire, with him saving me from being killed then and there in this very alley, but I couldn't bring myself to. I don't think it was that I didn't care about the guy dying as much as deep down; I actually knew that he wouldn't be put down that easily.
And, for that very reason, I wasn't surprised when he turned his face back towards the priest and he was smiling.
"Ah-hahahaha! Yes! Stab me! Decapitate me! Slash my heart out!" Okay… he may actually be crazier than I am… and that's sayin' something.
Anderson smirked, "Hahaha! An' don't think I won't!" He raised his blade and brought it down into Alucard's neck… or at least, he tried…
"Don't even think about it! We've been through this before, Iscariot."
A/N …Ahem… so… I like dots… DOT DOT DOT … … … :D So, how was it? Not the best chapter, I know… I need to get better at action scenes… Anybody wanna help me with that? I iz sorry. Also, forgive any OOCness, I was high on allergy medicine while writing most of this, and my laziness and homework forbids me from correcting it… I promise the OOC monsters won't be in ALL the chapters, maybe one or two, where they are needed.
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