*For those of you who haven't read The End's Fighter, it's basically the prequel to this. If you don't like Minecraft, that's fine. Most of what you need to know about Enderbrina is explained in the first few chapters of this story anyway. So, what's going on? Why the sudden uploads, you ask? And two days in a row? Well, I feel bad... I just want my friend (LeMafiaKreb) to get their high from reading... so, here's chapter 11! Enjoy!*

There wasn't much I wanted to do over the next few days. However, it seemed both myself and Jane were being constantly hovered over by Offenderman. I glared at him as he went to tap Jane's head, and sent him thoughts of him being tied up and unable to use his abilities, myself and Jane free, torturing him. He backed off, likely knowing my threat was more than just a threat.

Go find a human to bother, I will not hesitate to defend Jane from you, nor will I hesitate to defend myself.

He huffed in the shared thought space. Fine.

He teleported away to the city after severing the connection. The demon standing at my side looked at me, probably wondering what had happened. I told it not to worry.

"Enderbrina, my comrades say they are close to finding the one who brought you here."

"You can speak telepathically with them?"

"Yes. I believe they will find the one soon."

"I'm going to give that bitch a piece of my mind when they do find her. Tell them to keep her restrained when they catch her."

"It is a woman?"

"Yes."

I knew my tail was twitching in irritation, so I got up and went outside, sparring with Gran, two demons watching me as I did this, along with the one who was always at my side. For the first time, I defeated Gran. I breathed heavily, not able to find a decent outlet for my anger. I felt a huge presence in the thicket of trees nearby, recognizing it as Zalgo. I looked over at him, six grins etched over his body.

"Need some help? I'll hold back enough for you to last at least thirty seconds."

I flung myself at him, my sword swinging in. He caught the blade easily and pushed me away, his large, claw-like nails swiping at me, opening four gashes across my torso. The wounds reached too deep and I felt something within me moving, moving forward, reaching for the open air. I pressed my hand over the wound across my stomach, trying to heal myself, but Zalgo ripped me in two. The death realm greeted me as always, with darkness. I moved to the scene and showed myself as a ghost.

"So you are able to be seen as a soul, too?"

Yes. A ghost is my least vulnerable form, nearly invincible when I had all my power.

I felt myself pulled into his hand, except I was still in a ghost-like form. His hand was on my head, and I crossed my arms.

"You still are vulnerable to soul manipulation."

Thank you, captain obvious…

"I find you amusing."

My body began to heal itself, moving back together, except I couldn't go back until Zalgo let me go. I looked up at him, waiting.

May I go, please?

"But you are not fully healed."

I looked over at my body, it was done healing, and I was ready to go back.

How so?

"You have not calmed down."

I haven't? I felt calmer the moment I died…

Silence came over us. I knew my emotions were volatile to an extent, but when I was angry, fighting usually made me calm down, unless the fight was a result of my anger. Was this different?

"Enderbrina!"

I looked up from my motionless body to see Slenderman stalking toward us. His mouth had ripped open and his tentacles were flying wildly. I understood his concern, but Zalgo stopped him before anything could get out of hand.

"I simply helped her calm down, Slenderman. She was upset with… something."

I was upset at the woman who brought me here. Another fit of anger. Sorry. I managed a small smile, looking as apologetic as possible while I was a ghost.

Zalgo let me go then, surprising me as I found myself in my body. However, I was not surprised that I was starving. I managed to get to my feet and materialized some gems and some metal bars for myself. I grew my wings and tail, stretching the familiar limbs. Looking over at Slenderman, he was still upset.

"I'm alright now, Slender. Don't worry for me while I'm alive."

His hands disappeared into his dress slacks' pockets. He seemed so relaxed, but there was still something bothering him. He turned to Zalgo.

"Have your demons found the one who sent her here, yet?"

"Hmm…" Zalgo's head tilted, as if he was listening for something. "No. They lost the trace. I'll have to bring up my elites, and have five lower demons with Enderbrina around your mansion."

"Very well. Enderbrina, let's go."

"Okay."

I followed him, realizing he was leading me to our room. He closed the door behind me and pressed me to the door. He had me held by the front of my shirt. Surprised, I stared his blank face. Fear stole my heartbeat, running off with it as my heart rate went faster and faster.

"Do you realize exactly who you were fighting!?"

"Zalgo, the Creator that rules over Earth."

"He could have removed your existence! Do you not realize that he could have done that!?"

"Calm down," I growled, pushing at him but not dislodging his hand from me. "I'm not crushed, I'm here. I'm not a Creepypasta, nor am I human. What reason would he have to crush my soul!?"

I felt his grip loosen, and he sighed. I was pressed to the door again, this time he was gentle, no aggression present. I became suspicious when he placed his free hand over my eyes. The room was silent, nothing happening for a moment. I felt the grip on my shirt still, but his hand that had my shirt had moved. It was holding the back of neck gently. Then I felt it; something soft and cold pressed to my lips. I stopped breathing, but it wasn't a drugged cloth, as it began moving. My heartbeat sped up again, he… he was kissing me! Then it seemed like he was about to pull away, but I didn't want him to. I kicked the door, launching myself at him, returning the kiss, making his hand over my eyes move away. I heard a low rumble, assuming it was a sort of laugh, or a pleased hum. My arms were wrapped around the back of his neck, his tentacles wrapped around my torso, keeping me pressed to him. I felt him pull away, and I let him, now breathing heavily.

"I believe we both understand now," he whispered.

I nodded as he set me on my feet, but I leaned into him anyway, wanting to stay close. He had been worried, but I was still here, the reality likely just occurring to him.

"Did I hurt you, my dear?"

"No, not even a little."

"I am glad. At this point, I do not want to… nor have I since the first night you slept here."

"Slender, tonight… stay awake, but make it seem as if you're sleeping. I want to know if that woman appears, since the demons were close to capturing her. She may know where I am."

"Of course. I will keep you safe."

I knew nighttime was fast approaching. I took my time getting into some pajamas, not knowing what would happen tonight while I slept made me nervous. I hoped that the strawberry-skinned woman wouldn't appear, but I had a feeling she would. When I sat on the edge of the bed, I found my stuffed bear on the nightstand. I picked it up, looking at its no-face and snout. I giggled, it was really cute, making the real thing seem almost like a monster in comparison.

"What is funny?"

"Well, it's nothing major, but I was thinking if you get any more lenient, this stuffed bear will end up more menacing than the real you."

I shook the bear at him, imitating a roar softly. I felt so much like a child, but I didn't care, he had thought it was funny as well, as he chuckled while he laid down beside me. His tentacles reached for me, pulling me closer, and the blankets were swiftly pulled over us.

I didn't realize I had fallen asleep until I saw that strawberry color chasing me through the woods, her feet sounded like they were in boots, her footsteps clomping along behind me, slowly gaining. I tried growing my wings and tail, but it was as if they were stuck within me and couldn't grow. She got closer, until she grabbed my arm and I was instantly back home. There was no more fear as I looked around, purely surprised, but her grip was still there. When she let go, I was falling again, my memory of the whole "landing" coming back to me. Then there was an earthquake; it shook me awake.

"Enderbrina! Calm down, it was a dream," I heard Slenderman say. "Wake up, my dear, it is only a nightmare!"

I gasped for breath, realizing I was clutching my bear. I tossed it aside and buried my face into his neck, breathing heavily still. He held me close, until my breathing evened out, my heart slowing its pace to a resting one.

"D-did she appear? My nightmare was about her…"

"She did indeed appear. However… the elite demons had just arrived and they are now keeping her captive in our torture chamber. Rest easy. The demons will keep her locked up, and we will go in the morning to the chamber."

So I slept. It was filled with dreams of Slenderman and I simply walking through the forest, hand in hand. It was nothing new, but when I woke, I felt his bony hand pressed to the small of my back. I could tell he was awake, and looked up so I could see his blank face.

"How are you feeling, my dear?"

"Ready to give that woman who put me here a piece of my mind. It's obvious she wants me to go back to my original home from the nightmare I had. I belong here with you and the Creepypastas now, I don't belong in my original home anymore."

"Let us go then."

I quickly got ready, bounding out of the room to take Slenderman's hand and walk beside him to the torture chamber. It was the first time I had been into the cellar of his mansion, it was dark and cold. I found myself enjoying the otherwise oppressive atmosphere. Seeing the woman bound brought a smile, however grim, to my face. I heard a rip, and looked up to see Slenderman's mouth had ripped open, but he was smiling just as much as myself. I let go of his hand as we stopped before the woman, whose head hung, her eyes still hidden. She stirred, then slowly lifted her head, glaring at us. A growl emanated from her, but I could finally see her face. Her eyes were fully green, and her lips were a look-at-me purple, her nose just as strawberry-like as the rest of her skin. It was short and wide, but not ugly.

"Enderbrina, there you are!"

"How do you know me?"

"It's me, Nature."

Something stirred in my chest. I took Slenderman's hand, gripping it tightly. I had to fight with myself to keep from just lunging at her and tearing her to pieces. I was furious.

"What the hell do you want me for? Was bringing me here and changing my entire outlook on life not enough for you? You LIED to me!"

"You're not supposed to be happy where you are. You are a woman, meant to absorb all the pain that men cannot go through, and still smile through it!"

I growled, walked up to her, and saw she was tied up to the point she couldn't move anything but her head. I pulled out my bronze sword and dug the blade into her shoulder. She cried out, and I felt slightly better. An insane idea hit me, a wide smirk curling my lips into an almost feral manner.

"What are you thinking, my dear," Slenderman asked as I stood behind Nature, peering down at her hunched form. "Knowing that smirk of yours, you have the most wonderfully awful idea."

"Au contraire, I have the most awfully wonderful idea," I said, beginning to circle Nature slowly. With her chained up like she was, I felt powerful. "You, Nature, sent me to this world. I can guess that you thought I was no longer needed in the Three Worlds." I paused, seeing if she would answer, but still slowly paced around her.

"Yes… you were useless then."

"Useless? Hmm. Well, sending me here nearly killed me. Of course, I eventually would have woken up. Now, I think I deserve a very sincere apology."

"Yes, I'm so, very, sincerely sorry, Enderbrina. I only followed you here to make sure you made it safely."

"Hmm… I guess I might forgive you… but I think I need a little something else…"

I stopped in front of her, growing my wings and tail. For the first time in a while, I was utterly livid. My jaw unhinged, the screech trademarked by my people overpowering her senses. I gripped Nature by the throat, letting my nails dig in and draw blood. Blood was not the only thing drawn, however, as I began sapping her power. This was the closest to revenge I could get without killing her. I pulled every last drop of her power into myself, feeling lightheaded from the dramatic increase. My tail twitched in satisfaction as I calmed down, looking at her limp form. She was no more powerful than a human. I sneered in distaste, and let Slenderman have his way with her. I heard her screaming for him to stop, watching with bloodlust as he ripped her limb from limb, the green and turquoise blood flying everywhere. Her power began rising dramatically and she pulled her body back together.

"Fine! I won't bother you again!"

Then she simply disappeared. I noticed her blood had dried on my nails, and licked them, feeling the power within her very blood flow through my system. A grim smile made its way onto my face. I looked up at Slenderman as I finished licking the blood from my index finger. He moved to be eye-level and kissed me, the taste of blood on his lips igniting a fire in the pit of my stomach. When we pulled away, I felt dizzy.

"I enjoy seeing you frenzied, my dear, but I believe that is enough for today."

"I can't make any promises, love, but I'll do my best."

"That is good enough for me."

I sat down in my usual spot on the sofa, a smile lighting up my face. I found it hard not to giggle insanely like Laughing Jack was, as he played a board game with Sally, as usual. Instead, I managed to stifle it by breathing deeply a few times.

"Yo, Brina. You good over there?"

"Y-yeah," I managed to stutter out. "Just… a little excited."

"A little, huh?"

"The demons found the woman who sent me here. As it turns out, she had quite a bit of power… and I took it. I'm feeling lightheaded and quite frankly, giddy… I… I'm more powerful than I used to be."

"Sounds like you're high off glee."

"I guess I am. I'll see you later!"

I flew out of the mansion and into the sky, even though it was raining. I used telekinesis to block the rain, flying up close to the clouds. Lightning struck me, making my hair stand on end, and startling me. I folded my wings and aimed for the balcony, seeing Slenderman standing there with an umbrella. I greeted him as I landed, standing on the railing. He regarded me for a moment, as I literally was metal charged with lightning.

"What abilities can you use now, since all your power is back?"

"All of them! Soul manipulation, telekinesis, telepathy, materialization, shapeshifting, healing, perhaps even flight, and I'm able even to use the ability to…"

My voice faded nearly to a whisper as I recalled the ability I had which was hidden deep within every god or goddess of my previous home.

"An ability to do what?"

"I can, for a short time, become a Creator. It doesn't last long, usually ten minutes at most. My second form is back to full power as well…"

I situated myself and turned into a small water dragon, perching on the railing as I gripped the railing easily. The lightning rushed out of me as I did so. My telekinesis shield dropped, letting the rain fall onto me, and I relished in the feeling.

"What are you, now?"

A water dragon. With this form, I have a natural affinity with water, so it cannot hurt me while I hold this shape.

"What else can you do with shapeshifting?"

I huffed, steam rising from my nostrils at the end of my blue-scaled snout. Must you always question my abilities?

"I am simply curious, my dear. I mean no harm by it."

Alright, but we should probably head indoors for this.

I hopped down from the railing, shaking off the rain from my scales once were under the cover of the mansion's roof. I shifted back to myself as we walked, enjoying the comfortable silence until we arrived at his office doors. Pushing them open, he invited me inside, and I gladly stepped in to the familiar office.

"Well, my dear, what else can you turn into?"

"Name an animal, fictional or real."

"A poison dart frog."

Instantly, I was a tiny pink and black frog, very much poisonous to everything around me. He asked for a mosquito, to which I did turn into one and land on his outstretched hand, resisting the urge to bite him. He asked for many other things, finally ending with a tiger. I returned to myself, standing near the desk, leaning on it.

"What is this soul manipulation you mentioned?"

I looked away. "It's not something I really want to tell you about…"

"Don't tell me you're afraid."

"Actually, for once, I am. You might… see me as a much more dangerous person than you originally realized. Zalgo has soul manipulation."

"He and I both can turn humans into Creepypastas."

"You've never had your soul taken before… it's… not safe in the wrong hands."

"I know you would not hurt me, would you?"

"No… I wouldn't."

"Then what are you afraid of?"

I crossed my arms, becoming frustrated. I decided to just tell him outright. "If I take someone's soul, I can force my will on them, no matter the strength of their own free will. That includes you." Silence. I felt presences outside the doors to his office, and opened the doors with telekinesis. "So do you get it now? I was afraid of telling you because of just how dangerous I am at this height of power. That's not the only thing I can do with soul manipulation. I can erase memories, drive anybody insane. If I have someone's soul, I have complete control over someone's life while I hold their soul."

"What. The. Fuck. Brina, we know you better than that."

I looked at Jeff, raising an eyebrow at him. "Do you? I've done more than that before."

"More?"

"I have soul dust on my hands, it's not something I like to talk about."

"Soul dust? What the hell are you talking about?"

"What happens when you crush a rock? You get sand out of it, right? Sand is the dust of rocks." I paused, hoping they would get it. "I have the soul dust of humans on my hands from my previous home. If you really think you know me, you're wrong."

Jane stepped up to me, glaring at me. Faster than I could blink, she slapped me. I blinked after the fact, stunned, and stared at her.

"Alright, Jane. You have my attention," I growled.

"We… are friends. If you think I'm going to stand here and listen to you say how dangerous you can be, you're wrong. You are not that dangerous on a daily basis, and considering the fact that you're here every day and haven't spontaneously attacked someone, I think you're someone we can all trust." She paused. "Even with our lives, if necessary."

She was right. I hadn't just attacked somebody for no reason unless I wanted to spar. I may have come close, but never once had I hurt them unless they were alright with it, like the night I had gotten my platinum sword. I looked at everyone else past her shoulder, then looked back at her. I sighed.

"I'm sorry, you're right, Jane."

"Of course I am," she said, cracking a smile.

They dispersed, and I re-grew my wings and tail, used to having them grown. I could feel Slenderman's stare on me, and looked up at him.

"Why are you looking at me?"

"You are quite an intriguing creature, my dear."

"Do you still love me?"

"Of course I do. Why would you think I feel any different?"

"I don't know… but, one night… I'd like to go flying… with you."

"How do you propose we do that?"

"You'll be in soul form, and I'll carry your soul within me. You may think you have no soul, but I assure you it is there, however dark and evil it may be."

"That sounds wonderful. Perhaps I could change our existence to a different dimension and we could go now, if you'd like."

He put his arm around my shoulders, and teleported us to our bedroom. I felt a shift in the air, and assumed we had switched dimensions. He sat down on the edge of the bed, seeming to wait for something.

"Uh… are we in the right dimension now?"

"Yes, we are in the original one. I had changed the dimension when my brothers arrived."

"Oh, okay. So um…"

"Take it," he prompted. "I can stay here, can I not?"

"Yeah, you can stay where you are, but it would be more comfortable when you… return, if you were laying down."

He laid down on his side of the bed, his hands clasped over his stomach. I took a deep breath and pulled his soul into myself. Chills went down my spine, until I felt his telepathy prodding at my mind, and let him in.

You are uncomfortable?

No, just the initial time taking someone's soul, if I haven't before, is a little strange. I'm fine now.

I must admit I am quite interested in how you see the world. I have heard that a bird's eye view is extraordinary.

You heard correctly.

I went out to the balcony, getting up on the railing, seeing it was perfectly dry, and spread my wings, taking off into the air. I rose up high enough where frost edged my wings, but didn't bother me. I could feel Slenderman calmly looking through my eyes at the world below.

I expected something a bit more exciting.

I smirked. You want exciting, do you?

I angled myself toward the ground, and folded my wings nearly all the way, diving for a human, snatching them and swooping back up into the air, my heart racing in excitement. I felt Slenderman's mild interest, and frowned, trying to figure out something he would want to do. The human in my grasp — still screaming — struggled to get free.

"Stop struggling, human, unless you want to splatter on the ground below."

He must have heard my warning because his hand tightened on my forearm, his struggle ceasing. I went and landed on a skyscraper, tossing the human onto the rooftop, perching close to the edge of the skyscraper. I heard the human frantically looking for a way off, and locked the door that would let him go down into the skyscraper and have a sense of escape.

"If you jump, I will catch you and pin you to the roof," I warned him again.

I heard his shuffling stop, and his presence moved over to the door, sitting against it. No idea came to mind as I thought, so I sighed and turned to the human, gripping the hilt of my platinum sword at my side. Drawing the sword, the human's eyes lit up with fear. I felt Slenderman become excited at this. I couldn't help it as a smile grew across my face and I lifted up my sword, bringing it down to permanently stop the human's heartbeat. I tore into the flesh, seeing the sun beginning to set. Once the body was mostly stripped of meat, I stood up, wiping my mouth on my sleeve.

I honestly don't understand why flying is not exciting for you.

It is exciting.

I couldn't feel any excitement until I went to kill the human, I replied, taking to the air. I headed back toward the mansion. At least, I couldn't feel any excitement from you.

I am not used to feeling excitement.

True…

Instead of flying all the way back, I simply teleported after landing at the edge of the woods. My facade was gone, I was known as a killer in the city now. I giggled as I saw the stuffed "slender"-bear on the nightstand next to our bed. I sent Slenderman's soul back into him and then picked up the bear.

"I think it's happening."

"What?"

"This bear becoming more terrifying than you."

"I think not," he growled.

"Oh yeah?"

I held the bear out, mimicking his growl, and giggled, unable to help it.

"That stuffed thing is not scarier than me."

"Really? Okay, prove it."

His invisible mouth simply split open, a huge smile forming. I held the bear up, pretending to scrutinize it next to him. I looked between him and the bear, and shook my head as if to say he still wasn't scary. I went into my closet, but was yanked back to face the huge, ripped smile. Black tentacles slowly creeped closer to places they shouldn't be.

"Perhaps I should assert my dominance, then."

"Woah! Hell no! Too soon!"

He dropped me, laughing, and I got into my pajamas. I was surprised he had let me go, he nearly convinced he was Offenderman by the smile he had. His mouth had closed up when I returned, and I laid down in bed, intent on entering stasis as soon as possible.

"Apologies, but your reaction was priceless."

"Yeah, sure…"

"You are beautiful, my dear."

"Tell me something I haven't heard before."

He pulled me against him, my back to his chest. I felt his chest vibrate as he laughed softly. "Unfortunately, I cannot, because I would be lying."

"Close enough."

I closed my eyes, falling into stasis in his grasp. I woke from the stasis to find a note on the stuffed bear in front of my face. It was written in neat cursive, and read:

—_—_—_—_—_—_—_—_—_—_—_—_—_—_—_—_—_—_—_—

Good morning. Please meet me on the balcony after you have had breakfast.

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Okay, that was a bit strange. He probably just wanted to enjoy the view. Shrugging, I went and ate breakfast, Bloody Painter still at the table, finishing his just as I began.

Oh, hi.

"Enderbrina?"

Yeah. Sorry, it's rude to talk with my mouth full, you know. But that doesn't apply to telepathy! So how's your supply of purple?

"It's fine. I use it mainly for accents."

Okay, this is gonna sound weird, but… how about you can kill me later if Slender stops doting over me? That way you can collect my blood.

"Uh, sure."

He shoved his hands in his blue overcoat pockets and left the kitchen. Eventually I finished and teleported out to the balcony, confused at not seeing him anywhere. I felt for his presence, it was directly behind me.

"Why are you invisible," I asked aloud.

"You should know I can do that, my dear."

"So why'd you ask me to come out here?" I placed my elbows up on the railing, leaning on the railing. "I have a feeling it isn't just to enjoy the view it provides."

"No, I wanted to speak with you about your shapeshifting."

"Okay, go ahead."

"Can you really turn into anything?"

"What, do you want me to do a mirror prank on one of the Creepypastas or something?"

"That's not my point. Are you able to turn into a human?"

"Yeah."

"Take these," he said, placing several wedding rings in my hand. "Sell them on the black market, and go grocery shopping for the others. It's a risk sending Helen in."

"Helen?"

"The Bloody Painter's real name is Helen Otis. He's only a teenager, and for someone like him to have so much money is a bit suspicious."

"Oh, I see. Well… how's this?"

I shapeshifted into a fancily-dressed human woman in her late twenties, with bright brown eyes and raven hair. My wings and tail immediately disappeared. I had light brown skin to keep close to my real heritage, within which my skin was the color of raven's feathers. My usual shape was kept, and I looked up at Slenderman, and he nodded.

"I'll be right back."

I teleported to the other side of the city, walking into an alley, checking to make sure nobody was following me, and knocked on the door. I knew Slenderman had forgotten about my materialization, but I figured I would remind him later. The door in front of me creaked, bringing me back to the present. A well-built man with a pair of glittering, suspicious eyes opened the door, and let me in. He led me down a few flights of stairs, which had a thick steel door at the very bottom. He waved me in, holding the door open, and locked the door behind me, keeping us both in. I turned to regard him, realizing he was the leader of the richest gang in town.

"King Fate," I greeted, using his gang name.

"Sounds like you know who I am, pretty mama."

"I know every gang in this town. It's a well known fact you run the black market, but always pay off the fuzz."

"Who are you, girly? I ain't never seen you around here before."

"Are you sure you want to know?"

"Yeah."

"Okay then."

I dropped my disguise instantly, King Fate scrambling as soon as realization set it. I laughed, seeing him running about, grabbing for guns with shots in them. I stopped him in his tracks with telekinesis, and put him behind the counter.

"I'm not here to kill you. I'm a customer for now. You can expect me to teleport in at times. Make sure that corner over there stays clear," I said, jabbing my thumb in the corner closest to the door. "Now, as for my offer…"

I showed him the rings, his eyes growing round.

"All I ask you for is a fair price, enough to buy groceries for a family of eight."

"Eight? Who you living with, Brina?"

"I could tell you, but I like you better alive, King."

"Alright, it's none o' my business anyway. Here, forty grand, enough to last you a couple years."

"This—"

"Just to keep you from coming here too often. Your eyes are creepy."

"Hmm… well, alright. I'll be back eventually.."

I took on my human guise again, went shopping, and brought the food to the mansion. When I reminded Slenderman of my ability, he ran a hand over his bald head, probably a bit frustrated. I noticed it was easier to read his expressions as the day went on. Remembering we had gone out yesterday to fly, I wondered if holding his soul was the reason. I used telepathy to convey my thoughts to him.

I'm able to read your emotions a little better. Perhaps it is because I held your soul.

Were you able to before?

No, I wasn't, not this well.

Nothing else happened that day, but I knew one thing: I was at the peak of my power now. What would happen as time went on?

*Hmm, what will happen? Guess we'll have to wait until I upload chapter 12. Er... you'll have to wait. Uh, just a warning... if you read The End's Fighter, then be prepared for a similar ending to this story. Yes, a cliffhanger. I figured I'd warn you a few chapters early for those of you who read my Author's notes. Anyway, Follow, Favorite, Review, and I'll see you in chapter 12!*