I am currently stuck at work, waiting for my ride. Since I knew I would be caught in this situation, I brought my laptop along just to make sure I got some typing in before I got home because I know I'll just pass out as soon as I get home. I am just way too tired for life right now, but I'm focused enough to get another chapter of this story out there and done. I think I said before that Monster wasn't going to be very long. It's already winding down and I am a little iffy about making a sequel. Do you all believe I should? If it's in high demand, I'll be more than happy to go for it. Tell me what ya think.

~Rolyn~

"I'll stop the whole world; I'll stop the whole world from turning into a Monster and eating us alive"

Chapter Thirteen: Put on Your Armor

"Were you expecting this?" May asked quietly as she kept her blind eyes trained forward. Her question was directed towards her mother who walked in stride beside her towards the prepping room. They had already been briefed on the situation the quickest way possible. Darren had offered them whatever information he knew on the situation or any information he pilfered from any MPF who knew more than he already had.

May knew everything from start to finish and she now realized that this war had been raging on long before she came into the picture. She knew metahumans weren't exactly accepted at first, but she had no clue about the cruelty and injustices they faced beyond being imprisoned. Rolyn had expressed time and time again that they tortured and tested on their kind because they wanted to see how metahumans ticked; they, meaning all those employed MCF. They wanted to understand just what made them so special.

It was nothing of the sort. The origin of metahumans was because of the normal human. They weren't natural at all. Yes, the genes that passed down from one generation to the next surely wasn't man made by the gene that started it all surely was.

"They were trying to create the most powerful human being. No flaws, no weaknesses," Darren begun with a shake of his head. "Somewhere along the line something went horribly wrong and they had to scrap the project. They did so by drowning any facilities dedicated to the project. The chemicals and works mixed in with water that was ingested by normal humans thus mutating the normal human DNA and creating us."

Darren only knew all of this because he was one of those unlucky ones to take part in drinking the tainted water that started it all. That was when they all became aware of just how old the man was. Darren in actuality was over a hundred years old, but had the mind and body of a man in his early twenties. May couldn't help but feel slightly disturbed at the fact.

"Manning's great grandfather was a powerful man from the 1800s who funded and oversaw the creation of the meta-gene." Caroline said, keeping her eyes ahead just like her daughter. "In a way, the Manning family believef that having control over metahumans was essentially his birth right because of this. In order to obtain that control they decided to feed of the fear normal humans have on the metahuman race. It was a clever method, but not foolproof."

"So this war for metahumans has been going on since the 1800s?" May inquired.

"Early 1900's really when metahumans became known. Robert Manning came the realization that this new race of super powered people were from his father's work hence his creation of the MCF in order to round them up. The Vice President is merely following in his father and grandfather's footsteps." Caroline explained. May nodded in understanding. "The Manning family are greedy, power hungry and cruel men. The world will be a better place without them"

"That's what you need us for?" May almost snapped. "You want us to take him out?"

Caroline finally turned to look at her daughter and frowned. May frowned right back and she paused her walking. "No, May…we do not kill in order to have our way. That makes us no better than the forces we are up against."

May's expression softened. "Then what do you want us to do? What have you been training us for?"

"We've been training you to be the hero of this story, not the villain." Caroline said with an affirming nod. May pressed her lips together. "In order to do this, we must expose the true monster in all of this. Only then will we finally be free."

"Aren't we monsters?" May laughed bitterly. Drew words from earlier were still buzzing around in her head. His defeated and exasperated tone stuck with her. "What can we do to change their opinion? We're not normal and they'll never see us like that because their standard of normal is someone with no powers, no mutated DNA."

"Once they know you the way I know you, they'll know your normal." Caroline reassured, placing a hand on her daughters shoulder. May couldn't help but smile lightly and the little sentiment. It was almost surreal having her mother back and knowing that she was here and alive along with her brother father, who weren't currently present but alive.

"You're my mother; you're supposed to accept me regardless." She murmured, but she quickly bit her tongue when she remembered Rolyn's story and how her mother willingly handed her over to the MCF and disappeared from that day on. May counted her blessings.

"And I always will love you." Caroline reassured. "No matter what." She pulled her daughter in for a hug and May wrapped her arms tightly around her, smiling softly at the warmth she felt from being in her mother's arms again.

Her warmth was short lived though as she was ushered away by Amy to get ready for battle. They were expecting this and more from what May had been exposed to. They had groups of humans and metahumans alike that were constantly ready for war. They were equipped with technology before its time and transportation the world had yet to see. The sub jet they arrived in was nothing to the helicarrier they were supposed to board that would take them to Washington DC. That was where they had to confront Manning and his small army of brainwashed metahumans.

Ash, Alex, Jennifer, and Jason were currently members of said army. It was off putting to know that their friends had succumbed to some form of mind control, but at least they were alive and physically well. Two others were included in Manning's army. A blonde haired girl and a raven haired boy whose powers had not become apparent just yet but they flanked Manning's side along with Jennifer. They were wild cards in all of this, Amy had pointed out; so they'd have to stay alert.

Rolyn and Misty were given the task of taking out the two wild cards. Drew was instructed to figure out just what altered the minds of their once companions and find a way to fix it. Darren would be close to help assist in that. Dawn, Aden, May, and Paul were chosen as defense against whatever Manning would throw their way and were being led by Amy. Darren had no doubt he'd send in Jason, Ash, and Alex just to psyche them out. Michelle would be used to infiltrate the white house and find Manning. Kay would go with her and be the one to incapacitate him if all things went according to plan.

"Are the suits absolutely necessary?" Paul grumbled as he tugged at the collar of the overly snug fitting suit made out material close to a mixture of cotton and leather.

"They were made specifically for battle and for your specific abilities. Try it out and you'll understand." Amy explained pointing towards the suit that Paul adorned. The purple haired teenager perked a brow before glancing down at the clothing choice that was forced on him. Sighing, he activated his abilities that allowed his entire body to morph into a mere shadow. Darren nodded in approval when he saw how the suit worked with his powers.

"Normal clothes usually work with us though." Michelle pointed out with a shrug. I don't see what makes this suit so special."

Amy responded by pulling out a gun from the holster around her upper thigh. No one had time to react as she aimed it at Michelle and fired. The bullet bounced off the chest of her suit. Michelle jumped back in surprise while other stared on with wide eyes. Amy smirked.

"They're pretty useful since they are impervious to practically all forms of attack minus for acid. We're still working that one out." Amy said with a careless wave of her hand. The group of teenagers continued to stare at her with wide eyes. Michelle was shaking. Amy couldn't help but be pleased with their fearful response to her. Amy was a quick shot. She was also excellent with throwing knives and swords. Her expertise with weapons weren't exactly normal either. She had a half dormant meta-gene that made her never miss her target.

"Can we get this show on the road?" Drew spoke. "I don't exactly enjoy wasting time."

"No time will be wasted." Caroline said pointedly. "We are merely prolonging what will be the biggest fight of our lives. This one is for all the marbles. This will make or break our roles in society."

"What if we fail?" Dawn inquired in a meek voice.

"We're prepared for failure just as much as we prepared for victory." Caroline reassured with a nod. Dawn swallowed. "I know this is…nerve wracking. You are the front lines and you are also the only lines because we believe that you are all we need."

"You overestimate." Drew scoffed. "We can barely work together and yet you expect us to complete a mission of this magnitude with proper team work without a hitch?"

"I do." Caroline nodded.

"You better get that back up plan ready then." Drew murmured as he headed towards the helicarrier. May watched him move away with a furrowed brow before shaking her head and going to follow. Everyone was soon quite, their moods slightly dampened more than they already were due to Drew's pessimism.

The helicarrier had rows of seats on either wall. Two pilot chairs were left for Amy and Darren to take. The group of metahuman teenagers filed in and found their seats before strapping in accordingly. Amy was doing most of the work getting the helicarrier ready to fly. Darren sat back and watched what she was doing, memorizing just what he might be called to do in the case of hasty retreat and Amy wasn't present.

"Everyone strapped in?" Amy called out behind her. There were grumbled and hummed words to affirmation and Amy nodded once. "I'd recommend holding on. This thing flies faster than any jet to exist. I call it, the meta-carrier." Amy smiled at the team over her shoulder before the entire helicarrier roared to life. The engines exploded with fire as it prepared to take off.

There was a collective scream as the jet flew from the MPH hanger. It sped through the water before breaking the surface mere seconds later. It paused in the air for a brief second before taking off into the sky and forward.

"Where exactly are we?" Jimmy asked hesitantly. Marina had flown from his side the moment the doors had flown open. The room was massive and all sources of like were from the overly bright overhead lights. There really couldn't be any windows in an underground facility. Marina murmured to herself as she went from place to place or rather computer to computer. Jimmy had never seen technology so advanced and stored in one place.

"This is a MPF common room." Marina explained as she activated the last massive computer screen. Soon maps and video footage of areas all over the country could be seen. One Screen depicted the bustling streets of New York while another showed the mountains that looked to be about Midwest.

"MPF?" Jimmy inquired.

"Metahuman Protection Forces. The opposite of the guys you work for." Marina cracked a sardonic smile before stopping before the largest computer screen and going to town on its keyboard. Jimmy merely watched for now, observing how she worked and letting the information that there was an opposing force to MCF sink in. He wasn't exactly surprised. The MCF weren't exactly fair so of course the metahumans would come up with their own forces to go against them. "Max!" Marina grinned.

Jimmy turned his attention onto the screen to see a young preteen smiling right back at her. His backdrop was very similar to Marina's so there were obviously other 'common rooms' like this one out there. The boy had navy colored hair and large round glasses. What stood out the most was the fact that his eyes were completely whited over as though he was blind.

"Marina! It's good to see you safe. Last I heard, you were in metahuman custody." The boy frowned slightly when he mentioned this. Marina's grin turned into a soft, understanding smile.

"I know, I managed to escape only recently with the help of a special friend." She glanced over at Jimmy out of the corner of her eye. The topaz eyed boy coughed awkwardly and waved to the boy on the screen. Max smiled and waved back.

"That's excellent to hear. You got out just in time. It's a wreck in Washington." Max frowned as he shook his head. "Also Hayden manor was attacked."

Marina's eyes widened. "Is everyone alright?"

"Manning has Jason, Alex, and Ash." Max said sadly. Marina sighed and lowered her head for a brief second. She almost felt guilty for being slightly relieved that May wasn't those included in the capture. She hadn't seen the brunette since that fateful day in middle school…well May was in middle school while in actuality Marina was on her way to turning nineteen. She had been asked to watch over May as her powers developed, but she had failed at her job. In order to make up for it, she had recovered her family from the MCF. She wanted to reunite the brunette with her family, but Director Foxx who passed away a mere few months ago opposed the idea.

"They all need to be hardened!" Jennifer's father had barked. "They need to be ready to be destroyed."

"May and the others are alright." Max beamed. Marina smiled at that. "She was just prepped to fly to Washington to confront Manning with the others too."

"They're sending them in The Initiative?" Marina gasped, her aqua colored eyes doubled in size when Max nodded in approval. Marina shook her head. "Are they even ready?"

"It doesn't matter." Max sighed. "It's happening and we need to finish this before it gets any worse. It's now or never."

Marina nodded solemnly in understanding. "Do I have any orders for assistance?" She asked carefully. Max looked thoughtful for a moment before humming in approval.

"Yes, my father wants you as back up. Whatever Manning has done to Jennifer along with the other captured metahumans is stemmed from mind control. Mr. Hayden is being sent in with his son, but it wouldn't hurt to add another telepath into the mix."

"Gotcha."

"I'd hurry," Max advised with a nod. "They took the meta-carrier and I just upgraded that things engines to move things along a little faster." The boy smiled lopsidedly as he pushed his glasses up on the bridge of his nose. Marina smiled knowingly and nodded right before the video connection was lost and the screen switched to the screen saver of a rotating globe.

"Who was that?" Jimmy gestured towards the screen.

"That was Max. He's the genius behind all the technology you see here." Marina gestured to the entire room and all the impressive pieces of futuristic tech it had to offer. Jimmy's brow shot up and he scoffed in disbelief.

"You've got to be kidding me! That kid looked no older than thirteen!" He retorted while crossing his arms over his chest. Marina smirked.

"He's a metahuman…a new kind referred to as a techno – telekinetic ." Marina explained with a shrug. Jimmy perked a brow, silently asking her to elaborate. He was actually getting used to not having to speak around the blue haired girl. She could read his mind anyway, so what did words matter? "He's a genius who can create new technology simply by thinking about it. Essentially, the boy doesn't even have to lift a finger."

Jimmy blinked in surprise. "You know," Jimmy began with a slightly bitter sweet laugh. Marina's brow furrowed for a brief moment. "I feel like the world has it the wrong way when it comes to metahumans. I heard about what you all can do and the first few thoughts that pass through my mind are the good you can do with the gifts you all possess."

Marina smiled.

"The world could benefit from all of this."

"You sound like the Director." Marina chuckled. Jimmy stared at her, confusion shining in his eyes, but he smiled nonetheless. "Anyways, we gotta suit up." Marina started moving towards what looked to be a plain old metal paneled wall but with a few proper taps, it pulled away to reveal a brightly lit stairwell.

"We?" Jimmy called after her as she began to go down the stairwell, almost out of his view. She looked back at him over her shoulder, a sort of cheeky smile coming to her lips.

"You can stay here if you want and wait things out." She offered with a shrug. Jimmy rolled his eyes before moving to follow her. Marina smirked in victory.

"Are you sure you should be doing this? I don't think you should be jumping into action after…" Jimmy trailed off as he followed Marina down the slightly narrow stairwell.

"A couple of weeks of captivity aren't going to put me out of commission, Jimmy." Marina said firmly as she kept her eyes trained forward. "I was trained for this since day one."

"The MPF support children soldiers?"

"Sometimes we aren't exactly given a choice."

May schooled her features into an impassive expression as she tried to focus, but as Drew reminded her on many separate occasions; her mind was going a mile a minute. It was a lot to take in…more than one person could handle and now they were minutes away from one of the most important fights of their lives. The unspoken thought that some of them may not come out alive was hanging in the air but was obviously avoided. No one wanted to think about losing…they couldn't really afford it now.

It seemed like just yesterday she was just that blind street rat holding up in a church. Despite the many moments of hardships she faced along with Rolyn and then Dawn for little time there, it seemed so much simpler than all of this. Back then she was left to nothing but her own devices…her own methods of what could be. Everything was different now. Everyone was different now.

There was more to it than her, Rolyn, and a church. She was now a part of something much bigger. She had a definite place now and that place was in serious jeopardy at this point. It was up and down for her. She would have so much only for it to be taken away and so on and so forth; thus the pattern of her life. She was given her family back and now she had the strangest feeling something was going to be taken from her. She didn't know how prepared she was for this.

"Coming up on the White House." Amy announced.

May swallowed nervously.

It was like the world had stop for a moment before all hell broke loose. The ship shook and there were gasps of surprise before a dark smoke suddenly appeared right by Dawn. The navy haired girl screamed in surprise as a lithe looking young man appeared from the smoke, grabbed her by the shoulders, and disappeared in another bout of smoke. This all happened in the span of a few seconds.

"Dawn!" Rolyn screamed, struggling with her seat belt as she tried to get it off. In the end she just ripped it apart and was on her feet in an instant.

"Who was that!" Michelle screamed.

Smoke appeared by her and just as she opened her mouth to scream, she suffered the same fate as Dawn, by the hands of the mysterious dark haired boy from the smoke.

"He's a teleporter!" Darren surmised. "One of Manning's wild cards is a teleporter; a quick one."

"He took Dawn and Michelle!" Paul shouted.

"No shit!" Darren barked right back. "He moves too quickly for me to get into his mind. The ship jerked again, this time hard enough to cause Rolyn to fall over since she was the only one no longer strapped in.

"What was that?" Misty asked in a shaky voice.

"The ship stopped moving." Amy pointed out. The meta-carrier was at a complete stand still and not because Amy had made it happen. It was being held in the air by tendrils of telekinetic energy that held it firmly in place. Darren took in a sharp breath.

"Jen's got us." He murmured.

"What about Dawn and Michelle!" Rolyn was in hysterics now. Her eyes were wide and frantic, still too shell shocked by what had just happened in the span of a few minutes to really catch up with reality.

Outside the ship, Dawn was brought back to the real world. She didn't know where she passed through to get here, but she was free falling now. She panicked for a few seconds as she plummeted from an amazing height, but she quickly regained herself, moving her arms accordingly and letting a current catch under her feet. Darren had been calling her the Wind Rider lately for a reason.

It was a few seconds later that whoever had nabbed her reappeared again with another victim, this one being Michelle. Dawn realized that moment that he had to be a teleporter of some kind like Paul, but just thousand times quicker. Technically, Paul's portal conjuring wasn't so much teleporting as it was transporting, but it was a much quicker method than anything else. This other guy who Dawn only got brief glimpses of could do what Paul could in mere milliseconds.

Dawn had to be quick. She pushed her arms outward and caught Michelle on an air current that she directed to take her safely to the ground. This would have been an easy task if a knife had not whistle by her, grazing the material of her suit. She silently thanked Amy for offering them indestructible clothing. Dawn lost her focus and Michelle went back to falling for a brief moment before the thirteen year old thought quickly and morphed into the shadow the meta-carrier casted as it remained still in the air.

Dawn whipped around, her eyes wide in surprise at the new opponent she now faced. She was beautiful with golden hair falling around her shoulders and going to her waist. Her eyes were impossibly dilated, but Dawn could make out the bright turquoise color of her irises, even in the little light the evening hours offered. Her skin was clear of any blemishes and was a perfect alabaster color. She looked like an angel.

Dawn only thought of this because of the impressively sized wings that protruded from the girls back and flapped every now and then to keep her elevated. The feathers of the wings were a midnight black in color and reflected whatever light hit it as they moved. Dawn blinked and the wings drew back before moving forward. With that one movement, dozens of black feather flew at Dawn. She didn't move, underestimating the projectiles. When one whizzed by her head and cute clean through her hair did she realize what she was really up against.

She lifted her hands to use her powers on the offense only for a blade like feather to cut a clean and deep line across her knuckles. She cried out in pain and the current she subconsciously had holding in the air faltered. The golden haired dark angel reared her wings back again, a frown marring her perfectly pretty features. She was displeased how little affect her feather blades had on the suit the younger girl sported.

Before the golden haired girl could send another onslaught of feathers, a ball of electricity the size of baseball came flying through the air, chirping with unbridled energy before connecting with the girl's chest. She screamed and her wings went limp for a moment as the attack passed through her.

"You okay?" Rolyn asked as she came up next to her. Dawn nodded. She didn't have time to wonder how and when Rolyn had got there, she was just glad she was there.

"Rolyn has Dawn and Michelle is safe," Darren said as he unbuckled himself from his seat towards the front of the meta-carrier. Paul visibly relaxed. "Paul, I need you to make a portal to the ground. We're not keeping this fight in the air."

The purple haired boy nodded, his eyes flashing briefly as a dark floored hold appeared on the floor of the carrier. Everyone quickly unbuckled and made their way to it. Kay, Misty, and Aden found their way in first. Paul had to hang back to make sure the portal stayed stable. It was bigger than what he was used to. Amy went in next, pulling a gun from her holster and cocking it as she jumped in.

"May?" Drew questioned. She had her blind eyes trained on the portal. This was it. They were going in. "There's no time to be scared." He said quickly.

"Stop reading my mind." She snapped.

"Can't help it, really." He flashed her a brief smirk before taking her hand and pulling her into the portal along with him. Darren's eyes narrowed briefly as he watched them go. He soon followed and then Paul blinked. Just as his portal closed, he jumped in.

On the ground it was a standoff. When Paul did appear and the portal closed under him, they were faced with the threat that was there waiting. It was one line against the other. Their opponents caused nerves to be unbearably wracked.

Jason, Ash, and Alex stood there, expressionless…almost lifeless. It was seconds later a cloud of smoke came up beside Jason and the teleporter that attacked earlier finally graced them with his presence. He was tall and had lithe muscles. His eyes were an abnormal bright yellow around his dilated pupils and his skin was unusually pale. What put off May the most was the ink black devil's tail he had protruding from his lower back. It swished back and forth tauntingly and May was distracted by it momentarily.

The girl landed next followed by Rolyn, Dawn, and Michelle who appeared from the sky as well. Dawn looked a little rattled while Rolyn was absolutely seething at this blonde. May sensed the massive wings before anything else. If she could tell color, she'd see their shining black color as they flexed.

"You have your orders…"

The intrusion of Darren's voice in her mind shook her for a moment. There was no more waiting. This was it.

"No holding back."

Surprisingly, Misty was the first to move. She whipped around and the water was pulled from the lawn, making a massive ring of wilted, lifeless grass on the front lawn of the white house. She moved quickly, a spout of water shooting forward, right for the boy with a tail. She missed her target and the water went straight through a cloud of smoke. She wasn't prepared for the boot she took to the back where the boy reappeared.

And all hell broke loose from there.

Everyone was moving; all forms of training was becoming apparent. Methods and fight styles were being tested. May could hear grunts, shouts, gun shots. It was all way too much. Her breathing became labored as she took to hovering a few feet above the ground, her current opponent being Alex. The girl had massive power behind her legs as she launched at May, but the brunette would only hover higher to avoid such attacks.

Rolyn was using speed to avoid the lethal feathers the dark angel had to offer. She had come to realize that most of her electrical attacks weren't very effective when the girl used her indestructible wings as a shield. This frustrated Rolyn beyond belief as she decided to switch from long range attacks to full on hand to hand combat.

"Dad?" Drew grunted as he let one of Jason's mallets come up against a telekinetic shield. The green haired metahuman has been acting as his father's protector since Darren had barked him the order to while he tried to figure out how Manning had instilled the mind control. "Do you want to…I dunno, hurry this up?"

"Don't be rude, son, it's not becoming of you." Darren sighed nonchalantly. His eyes were trained specifically on Ash who seemed like the easiest target for a little mind sweep. It was no insult to his intellectuality, but Darren had to do what he had to do. "I have no idea what Manning did, but this isn't the work of another telepath. Whatever is controlling them is in their system."

"How do we fix that?" Amy barked as she cocked her second gun and aimed it at her own son. The bullet bounced off his metal coated skin and the woman cursed under her breath.

"An antidote…or a reprogramming." Darren breathed with a shrug.

"Meaning!"

"Maybe if they received a shock intense enough, the serum that was administered can be burned out." Darren said thoughtfully. "I guess Rolyn isn't as useless as I presumed her to be."

"Won't a shock large enough to do so, kill them?"

"Metahumans have excellent endurance. They'll survive." Darren smirked maliciously. Drew's brow furrowed briefly.

Aden bit his lip as he kicked Alex off of him. He had no idea what had happened. One minute she had been going at May and now she was suddenly gunning for him like her hypnotized mind depended on it. Aden had no doubt in his mind that this had been set up to throw him and the other members of his team off. Ash had suddenly turned on Misty and Jason had abandoned his efforts on Drew and Darren and had moved on to Rolyn.

He didn't know what to do. He knew he couldn't hesitate, but he didn't want to hurt Alex. She was his friend…he cared about her. He cared about Misty, Ash, and Drew as well, but there was something different about Alex that caused a shift in his life when she came along. She was loud, blunt, and was a little short on manners, an exact opposite to everything he was, and he loved it. It broke his heart to see her the way she was now, robbed of everything that made her so special in his eyes.

Her jaws snapped and he held her back by the neck. He didn't know what to do. He was going against orders. He was hesitating to act, but what he did next he did with little hesitation and this surprised him.

"Alex…please…"

He could barely recognize the sound of his own voice. For a moment, he didn't even believe it was him that spoke. Last time he had said a word, his voice was high, young, and laced with a childish lisp. The voice he possessed now was deep and caused his chest to vibrate as he murmured words of desperation, trying to appeal to the girl under the mind control serum.

"There is no Alex," The purple colored tiger growled. "Only MSN4."

Aden shook his head, smiling weakly. "No…you're Alex. That'll never change. You will always be my friend…my strong friend. You must fight this so that we may be together."

The massive tiger paused, its teeth still bared. The bright pink eyes flickered and the pupils slowly shrunk. Aden's smile broadened when the jungle cat form began to slowly shift to the short and skinny form of the girl that had gotten Aden to say his first words in over half a decade.

"Aden?" She breathed. The dark haired boy nodded. Alex sighed shakily as she moved back to let him sit up before throwing her arms around his neck. "I told you I'd get you to talk." She murmured into her shoulder. Aden couldn't help but laugh.

I had much more planned, but meh, I'll make this fourteen chapters instead of thirteen. A lot was happening and I will give you a little warning, a lot of drama is coming your way. I've been wanting to make Aden talk for a while, but I wanted to make the first time he spoke mean something and I wanted his speech to be a little more refined than everyone else because I've been seeing him as a silent intellectual gentleman all this time. I'm sure all of you know who the wild cards are. I threw them in at the last minute because they will have a role in the next story. Yes, there will be a sequel. I can't leave it the way I plan to…you'll understand in a week or so when I update next.

I'd love a review.

~Rolyn~