A/N: MY LONGEST CHAPTER I HAVE WRITTEN SO FAR!! Okay this one is abit emotional and crap. And just so you know Hollis isn't emo. She was just corupt very badly by her family. Now either the song 'In The Arms of an Angel' or 'Welcome to My Life' by Simple Plan fits this chapter perfectly. If you don't think so just listening to either song while reading this chapter. You'll see why I named it after 'Welcome to my Life'. And whoo hoo! It's getting very close to the end!

Disclamer!: I DON'T OWN ANY OF THE KLONOA CHARACTERS!! I ONLY OWN HOLLIS AND ANY OTHER OF MY OCs


Chapter 11: Welcome to My Life

Hollis sat out side the double doors. She was told to wait out there because the High Priestess wanted to talk to the three heroes. She didn't know why though. What could the High Priestess want to say to them in private?

When the High Priestess had told her about the spilling of the blood of the Ageha Tenshi and the bad stuff, she certainly felt the sudden fear that something terrible will happen. Much more worse then her father, 'Oh God, please no. Help me get through this.'

With the High Priestess

"Its good to have you back Klonoa but, you probably already know that you must leave once more. I'm assigning you and your friends to escort and protect young Hollis to the Sacred Well." The High Priestess sighed as she sat back in her chair exhausted.

"How long does it take to get to the Sacred Well?" Klonoa asked with curiosity.

"Hmm…? Usually about four to five days. Not very long I suppose." She replied resting her head on her fisted hand.

"I'll have you know gentle-men this is serious. If one little slip up happens to the Ageha Tenshi it could fatal all of Lunatea. Please take good care of her." She informed them and after a while of her being in her own thoughts she looked back at them. "She could be our only hope left for this cruel world."

She sighed once more. "The Ageha Tenshi also has an enemy. He is Bishamon (1), the main person that wants to cause harm to her. He was the first to ever kill an Ageha Tenshi and he also drunk her blood which gave him immortality. He's a warlord and he'll do everything in his power to cause destruction. That was before several generations ago when he went after an Ageha Tenshi one of the heroes happened to be a sorceress with great power. She cased a spell on him to only appear when the Ageha Tenshi's blood is ever spilt. Be cautious of him. He's dangerous."

After explaining other important things to the trio she dismissed them.

Hollis looked across the hall at the opening double doors. She stood up and quietly walked over to the heroic trio. "So…what she had to say?"

"We'll tell you once we're on the move again." Pango said, he didn't want Hollis to be any more worried then she already was.

"Oh…" She disappointedly said. What was it with them and not telling her anything? Did they really think she would get worried that easily? 'Hemp men,' she thought bitterly.

"Come on Hollis we need to go." Klonoa said looking up at her with his golden cat-like eyes.

They headed out of La-Lakoosha. Hollis felt uncomfortable as they walked down the hall of the temple. Several of the training priestesses who saw her whispered amongst themselves.

Lolo (who had been with them the whole time) seem to try to hide herself. The new Ageha Tenshi took notice to this, 'Do the other priestesses pick on Lolo? If so, then what has she ever done to them?'

The Ageha Tenshi glared at the gossiping priestesses. This defiantly made them shut up. She knew it was disgraceful but she didn't really appreciate people picking on her friends, no matter who they were.

Once they had made it outside the temple Lolo bided a good-bye to the Ageha Tenshi and her trio of heroes, "Bye guys, and good luck on your journey." And she then ran back in side the shrine.

"Bye Lolo" Hollis waved her farewell to the priestess in training. Klonoa had also said his good byes to his friend.

She was going to miss, Lolo. She hopes she wouldn't forget about the soon to be priestess. Lolo was a true friend to her.

The group went to their places to get all their things and supplies ready to go, once they were finish they left Breezegale.

It was strange how quickly everything changed. A few weeks ago, before everything turned all topsy turvy, she was the daughter and sister of an abusive family. Born on a farm in a country styled small town. She was the smartest kid at her school and town. She had no friends, no aquatics, nobody to turn to for help. An outcast she was, people thought she was weird, how she barely talked to any one and when she did she spoke with her intellect. Everyone always expected so much from her. It was her hell.

But now since she ran away from home and found that weird wishing well everything turned into a challenge making her feel completely stupid. But she had managed to get her first friends, a father figure and experience events she has never done before. She never wanted to forget it…or them.

Now here she was for filling a tradition and she was the most important thing to it all. It was weird to her. She did expect her self to be something great but nothing like this. The Ageha Tenshi sounded too important to this world. And she was supposed to go home. That was a problem, for she didn't know exactly where or what her home was. She didn't quite understand what they meant by 'the Ageha Tenshi wanted to go home'. Did she mean she wanted to go back to her world or did she want to go to Heaven and did she really make it back to her 'home'?

'Uh- I think way too much! I'm beginning to get a headache,' she thought as she put her hand on her forehead as if that would clear it.

'I wonder,' she began to think again. 'What would happen if the Ageha Tenshi never leaves? Would the monsters forever be after whoever's the Ageha Tenshi? Has there ever been an Ageha Tenshi who stayed behind? Ow-! Damn it! I really got to stop thinking so much. It's making my headache worse.'

Rubbing her temples, she continued to walk with the heroes. She carried a pack of her own. She had insisted that she would at least carry something. Besides she had to repay them for what their doing for her and what their about to be going through. And if she didn't at least carry something it wouldn't be fair and that's not right.

'Plus I can't have them continue to think that I'm a helpless fool,' at least that what she thought.

Klonoa knew she was strong. Compared to them she was barely physically strong from all the farm work she had done but he knew that her will was strong.

Pango noticed her strength too. He could tell she was raised on a farm. Like Klonoa he too saw her will strong. He believed she could do anything if she just put her mind to it.

Guntz didn't really care about her strength whether she had it or not. All he knew was that she was a weakling. But then again something in the deepest part of his mind told him there was something strong about her. He just didn't know what nor could he figure out what it was about her.

But there was still something mysterious about her. And the only person who knew was herself. She was going to keep it that way.

"Hey Pango how much closer are we to the Sacred Well?" Hollis asked catching up to the Bomb Man.

"Hollis we just barely begun and you're already asking if we're there yet? Don't tell me you want to leave us this quickly. I thought you liked us." Pango teasingly nudged her as she tried to do the same but failed.

"Of course not, well maybe." She playfully said after she giggled a little. Yes. She most defiantly will miss these guys. They mean so much to her now and they became apart of her life.

Many Miles and Several Hours Later

It had gotten darker and the heroic trio decided to rest. They had gotten closer to the jungle that they were going to have to go in. They were a mile away from it and Hollis could still see it because it was so huge.

She wondered if it would take all day to get through it all. What if they got lost? If they did get lost wouldn't they run out of supplies? What if they get attack? What if one of them…dies? All the 'what ifs' ran through Hollis' head. She was so consumed by them that she forgot that she was holding something over the fire.

"Ow-!" She yelped as her hand got burned.

"Hollis are you alright?" Klonoa asked with concerned as he rushed to her side.

"Y-yeah I think so. I just burned my hand but only a little." She said as she held on to her slightly burnt hand.

"Let's take a look at it, just in case." Pango reassured when he brought out the first aid.

It had turned out that it was her fingers that were burnt slightly. The fur had been burned off though but nothing that couldn't heal over time. Pango dabbed some peroxide to get rid of the germs and then wrapped a cloth around each finger so they could heal each separately.

"There I think you're all set. How does it feel?" He said while putting away the medicine.

"Alright, still hurts every now and again," Hollis downcast her eyes not really wanting to look at them for what she had just done.

"That's what she gets for being so clumsy." Guntz commented from the side of everything.

"Guntz," Klonoa warned and soon after him and Guntz gotten into it.

Hollis went back to the food she was cooking. She could still hear them bickering only when she felt like tuning them back in. Some things that they fought about were pretty funny to her.

Lolo had given Hollis a cook book, the vixen was surprised at first that they had one but decided that even these creatures need to know what to cook. It also helped that they put pictures in the book of the food products to put in something. Several times she had to ask Pango what certain ones were or if they had it. But finally she had finished.

"Well what are you waiting for, dig in?!" She said all too cheerfully before she began to eat her's. She slurped down the hot creamy substance that had different chewy chunks that gave it extra flavor. She then sat the bowl down after while and let out a satisfied "Ah-!" as the soup started to settle and warm her belly.

The heroic trio looked at one another before each of them at the same time lifted their bowls to their mouths. Every one of them had something on his mind.

'Well here goes nothing,' Klonoa thought as he was the first to take a sip.

'I just hope this taste well,' Pango thought as he too took a sip.

'If she kills me with her dreadful cooking I'll haunt her for the rest of her life.' Guntz thought as he hesitantly took a sip of his own.

They were all surprised that it actually tasted good for once.

"Wow Hollis this is really great!" Klonoa complemented.

"Thank you. I guess it is good after all."

Pango and Klonoa had finished theirs in a hurry wanting seconds and then thirds. Soon they were all to full to even get up.

Hollis gathered up the dirty dishes that she was going to clean from the stream that ran right next to them.

"You certainly didn't eat much Guntz," She observed as she picked up the almost empty bowl. She looked at him and felt her face get hot again. "Damn it!" She shouted and not realizing it.

She walked over to the stream and sat the dishes in the water. Pulling out the cloth that she stuck in her back pocket, just as she was about to clean the dishes she felt a hand on her shoulder. Hollis looked up to see Klonoa.

"You have a wound on your hand you shouldn't be cleaning dishes. Besides I'm pretty sure Guntz will do them."

"I'll do what?!" Guntz shot up to them in lease then a second.

"Oh come on now Guntz, you know that Hollis has a wound. At least do one thing nice for her." Klonoa shot.

"Why can't you do them?" Guntz inquired.

"'Cause I don't want to," The cabbit boy simple answered.

"Well neither do I!"

Hollis watched the two argue until she came to a decision. "Its okay guys, really. I can do them."

"No you won't." The two said at the same time. The vixen just stared at them for awhile until she walked back over to her pallet, grumbling to her self.

It took Klonoa and Guntz' bickering over who should do the dishes thirty minutes until Guntz finally lost the argument and was force to clean them. But none the less the dishes turned out cleaner then ever.

"You did a really good job Guntz." Hollis complemented.

"Yeah well don't always expect me to clean them." He said resting his head on his palm.

Sighing, Hollis did the exact same thing that he did. She then looked over at Guntz. She was sitting right next to him. Not so much that they touch but they sat rather closer to each other then usual.

Pango and Klonoa decided to go to bed early while Guntz and Hollis stayed up.

The young vixen heaved another sigh. She looked over at Guntz once more seeing that he had his arms crossed over his chest. An idea popped up into the Ageha Tenshi's mind. Hollis casually watched Guntz out of the corner of her eye as she began to copy his every move.

Soon after a while Guntz took notice to this and pretty soon it got on his nerves.

"Will you stop that?" His gruff voice distracted her from her progress of annoying the living crap out of the shinigami.

"Stop what?" Hollis asked, 'playing dumb is fun,' she looked up at him with her wide innocent light brown eyes.

Trying to avoid looking her in the eyes and deciding to change the subject to something else before anything else begins to happen.

"If you're bored then why didn't you say anything?" Guntz replied closing his eyes.

"Because annoying you is just half the fun." She gave him a smirk before continuing on, "Besides there nothing else to do."

"You're quite annoying most of the time anyways." He shot back at her.

"You're not much of conversation," It was Hollis' turn to change the subject.

"We're having a conversation right now," He said, "And you're one to talk. You're not a great converser either."

"Well there's one thing we have in common." She said with a hint of sarcasms.

They both fell silent. Not either of them knew what to say to one another. The fire seems to be very interesting to both the canines. Dancing before them once more as it had done so many times those nights before.

"Guntz," Hollis started waiting to get his attention. He looked over at the girl who called his name. Knowing that she had gotten his attention she asked, "Do you believe that I'm truly the Ageha Tenshi?"

The Shinigami sighed quietly to himself, "Not really. Why, do you?" He inquired as he gave her an amused look when he saw the look on her face.

"Well it's possible but I just don't believe it could be me. Considering I'm nothing like the Ageha Tenshi the High Priestess said she was like. I'm not calm at all. I'm completely unstable with my anger at times. Sometimes I actually think I'm going to kill someone. Peaceful and I just don't mix. I enjoy violence, actually. Don't give me that surprised look. What, you never thought that a girl would really like that kind of stuff. You obviously don't know me then-"

A gloved finger was swiftly placed on her lips to silents her. The Golden Death stared at the Ageha Tenshi with his emotionless mask. Light brown eyes stared up into icy blue ones.

"You're talking way too much at the moment." He said barely above a whisper.

Hollis felt her face grow hot once again and she could swear that Guntz could most defiantly see it right now. But none the less she kind of liked the position that they were in. But it had to all end sometime, she was a tad bit disappointed but relieved when he faced forward once more.

"I just don't believe that you're not the Ageha Tenshi I also don't believe the whole thing. This world has never had peace and it never will. It's too cruel to have that kind of stuff. But I guess some people make things up like that legend to hang on to something. Just like the Goddess Clair." He explained to her, looking at her out of the corner of his eye to see if she really was listening to him and to see her reaction.

"You're right, Guntz. Even I don't really believe everything entirely other then the girl from another world and coming here because that happened to me too but, still her being some kind of saint. It's unbelievable that just by her visiting this place she could bring peace and order." She paused as something then suddenly dawned on her, "But yet I'm still going through with this?" Staring at her furry gloved and one bandaged hands as her eyes widened at her realization. "Why?" She whispered, "Why am I doing this any way?" She said louder this time.

Then her mother's face flooded her mind and then pretty soon memories of her life loomed around her mind. Making her remember her family and their horrible ways letting her know that they can't get away with what they had done to her. They mustn't. They have to know what they had done to her was wrong and wasn't right. They had to be justified.

All of sudden the very few happy memories consumed her mind, her very first day of school then by second grade they told her that she could skip if her parents agreed and thankfully it was her mother who agreed that she could. Then by fourth grade they had asked once again if she would like to skip to the fifth grade and once again her mother agreed. The awards that she had gotten for her smarts and athletic abilities, oh how school was her get away.

Then all of that had to be shattered by her brothers' jealousy.

But she some how pulled through and fought around their threats to make plans and ideas for a better future for her self. And she couldn't help but be proud of her self for all her hard work that paid off.

Yes. All her hard work and planning all paid off in the end.

Then the lonely memories came. Making her to remember once again that even on her birthdays they didn't care. It was just another day where she was getting closer to her death day. But on those days she was left all alone in the house where she discovered things like that hidden door that lead to her father's alcohol pantry and the outside.

Yes she had at one time did try to run away. She was eight then and wasn't as clever as she was now coming up with a plan like she had done. Her father caught her and it was that year he gave her the first beating of her life. In the beginning they had hurt but later on she began to get use to them and they didn't hurt as much as they use to.

Several times she had received a broken rib or something else that had gotten broken. Usually that happened during the summer so there wouldn't be as much suspension. It had all just seem to be child's play to the town's folk.

It made her angry how she didn't have the courage to tell someone about what her father was doing to her. Oh how she wanted to tell the whole world that she was an abused child. But no, it couldn't happen like that. Hollis' life had to be full a despair. No one cared, no one even tried to see why she was so full of misery.

No one cares. No one cares. No one cares. No one cares about Hollis. Who would ever want to help some one like her while there were so many others who had so much worse then her? At one point in her life she kept telling herself that. It had then gotten so bad that she actually thought she wasn't worth living anymore. She wanted to kill herself.

The teachers had noticed the slight change in Hollis' attitude to her life. They watched her carefully everyday seeing it getting worse by the dozen. All of her teachers then gathered together one day to talk about her. They all decided to send her to the school counselor.

That one whole week changed her life forever.

Every lunch break of that week she was sent and escorted by another student to the counselor.

And little by little progress on how she felt about herself began to change. She still kept thinking that one cared though but she no longer had the desire to kill herself anymore. Her confident's risen and she then began to form her plan to escape from the hell whole she called 'home'. She was going to get out of there no matter what.

By the end of the week Hollis thanked the school counselor for her help of how she felt about her self. But she had never told her about her family's sinful ways.

But she remembered her counselor's last words to her on her last days of junior high.

"Hollis it's not always good to keep your feelings bottled up. If you don't tell someone about whats truly bothering you it's going to continue to eat at your heart. You need to tell someone before it's too late."

'Yes, what she had said was true.' Hollis thought as she looked over at Guntz who silently sat next to her as they star grazed. 'I need to tell someone. I-I-I need to tell him,' Guntz had felt her gaze on him. He turned his attention from the stars to her. Knowing she had something to say.

"Guntz," she started hesitantly trying to think this over seeing if it truly was a good idea. But swallowing her cautious nature and made her self look him in the eye. "I-I know you probably wouldn't care about my past or what had I gone through. But I need to tell someone before it consumes me." She watched him as he nodded his head letting her know she should continue on.

She took a deep breath before she began thinking to her self, 'This is going to take all night.'

"All my life…." She started off telling him everything of both happy and mostly sad. Guntz listened to every word at some times surprised that would happen to Hollis. But he had never given a look of pity and still held his emotionless mask. Finally she finished when the sun began to rise over the horizon.


A/N: Bishamon (1): The Japanese word for the god of war. I again originaly wanted to call him the Japanese word for blood or vampire but since I couldn't find it I chose this one instead. And just incase some of you forgot he's that one guy from chapter 9 who was watching her from the roof of that building.

Well I hope you all enjoyed this one or at least had a tear jerker moment or something. Peace!