and so, the new chapter is up! sorry for the long wiat... ill try an update more often. really i apologize

~Kuro~

Kuro watched the exchanged with a fair bit of anxiety. It was lucky Forge was ignorant to just how strong the Templar's were. If he knew he would have gladly accepted the deal of letting them take all the mob girls.

Kuro felt a hand on her shoulder, and looked back to see the top of a pumpkin hat. "We just need a bit of time… get me that time and I can get us a way out, think you can do that?"

Kuro looked back to the knights, the one tightening his grip on June, the other stepping down from his horse, and drawing a long sword. She bit back a sarcastic remark, and swallowed her fear, and nodded. There wasn't much she could do against them though. The hand on her shoulder disappeared, and as Kuro looked back, she saw the snow girl quite a bit away, fiddling with a giant crossbow for her size. Once she started swapping out different parts, and pulling out a few huge spears, Kuro got an idea of what she planned. "God this is such a bad idea…"

Kuro stepped forward beside Beatrice, who had found out earlier she never got anymore arrows, and remembered she sold her potion stock for quite a bit of iron. "So… ideas?" Kuro asked Beatrice.

Beatrice Grinned. "I love a challenge." She whipped out her own long sword, and stepped up to fight.

Kuro couldn't help but grin at her enthusiasm, even if it was just a bit suicidal. Taking a deep breath, she steadied her nerves and took a step forward. Only to be stopped by the singing diamond as it was pulled from its holster, and pointed at June's neck.

"Not a step further you demons! Lay down your arms, or this one gets to feel the pain of death once again!"

Beatrice stopped mid twirl of her sword (how she managed to swing that thing around like a butter knife Kuro would never understand) Forge stopped, but only after boring a hole through the Templar's head with the sheer intensity of his stare. Kuro didn't dare take a step further. The human might be very, very serious here. With her tuned senses though, Kuro could hear, and once she turned around, saw the snow girl messing around with, what Kuro assumed was a Batista. A big ass crossbow that fired sticks long enough to stab like, five guys. How exactly she was making it though, Kuro wouldn't have been able to repeat it. it looked ridiculously complicated.

Then, of all people. The blinding flash of movement came from June. Once the blur stopped, the arm holding her throat was covered in bloody gashed where there were chinks in the armor, like at the joints. And there were two green daggers stuck in the armor, with June trying to pull them out before the pain finally registered in the templar's brain.

It actually took a little longer than expected. About a whole two seconds. That whole time, Kuro Beatrice and Forge all stared in disbelief and were shocked that June had that much guts. But then with a scream, and an angry roar, the templar brought her head up to is face, and smashed his helmet against her head. She stopped moving.

The templar turned, and charged at Forge, who right after the head smashing, sprinted at the templar. Beatrice and the other knight started to move forward two, but they probably wouldn't make it in time to make a difference either way. Sword fights, tended to be quick and utterly brutal.

Kuro just leaned back on her spear. She had no armor, and her spear definitely wasn't going through theirs. She, for one didn't have the upper body strength, and two, the spear itself was a lightweight, meant for attacking gaps in the armor, or other scouts. Everyone else she just out ran.

These guys had horses though… even with heavy armor, on those things, there was no escaping them.

Forge and the templar reached each other. Forge shot first. His axe banging against the Templar's shield, with a force great enough, that the templar slid backwards in the dirt. The fight began.

~Yahiko~

Yahiko stood next to the body of the dead messenger. It was shot with an arrow. Yahiko whirled around to face the crowd. "What. The. Fuck." He eyed everyone with a bow. Even his more trusted lieutenant Boo Shadows. "Who shot the messenger?"

No one dared said a word. But Yahiko was almost certain it was one of the mobs. The messenger basically said that all armed mobs out side of the base were to be arrested and executed on the spot, while the humans would be taken to the arenas, for a small chance at freedom.

Normally, he was pretty reserved. But if there was one rule in conflict. Don't kill shoot the messenger, even if it was an enemy soldier. Furious, Yahiko yelled out. "Get me a quill ink and paper, and find a bowman whose arrows aren't explosive.

He took a minute to calm down. And started figuring out the possibilities for the killer. It definitely wasn't one of the blazes, their arrows were all either flaming, or like Shadow's, explosive. And the withers, when they actually did have bows, made whatever was hit by it start decaying.

So that left a very few, because most mobs couldn't even begin to understand how a bow works. Ghasts simply had the power to fly, and limited fire magic. Enders preferred to be up close and personal with their enemies, spiders too. Actually that only left skeletons. There were a lot of those though. That or it was a really trigger happy human. Whatever the case now though, it was over and time to move on. The templar's wouldn't think that way though.

Yahiko looked around. Boo and Death were still more or less with in talking distance. "Death, is your infantry squad ready? Got the placements right?"

Death nodded. "Taken care of. We had to spread them out a little… some of us were hiding, or lost in the base." Death looked back, with a fair bit of worry in his eyes. "A lot of these people are my friends. And… well not everyone comes back from war."

Boo shifted uncomfortably at the direction the conversation was taking as Yahiko answered. "If I can help it, not a single person is going to die," But even he didn't believe that himself. He turned to Boo. "Are the preparations made? Redstone fuses placed and tnt where its supposed to be?"

"All accounted for." Boo looked back to his own soldiers. Probably thinking about Death's mention. "And they are ready for deployment."

Yahiko drew up a mental map of the area. And with the slight relief of the distraction from just how many probably would die, was drawing up plans for Boo's squad. A collection of people with odd abilities and talents, both human and not, someone came back with a skeletal archer, and the paper with an inked quill ready.

Yahiko looked down at it with contempt. This was not the way to do things. But he started writing his response any ways. "This… can only end badly." He muttered to himself as he wrote the first words.

~Zain~

"Well… he said in slight disbelief, both that Janice thought of the idea, and that it actually worked. "That worked nicely."

Janice gave a half grin. "I told you he wouldn't think to look up here for the shooter. Great shot by the way Shelby." The skeleton named Shelby, dressed in the same yellow leather armor as the other skeletons nodded, and she then looked down kind of nervously over the edge while the others continued talking.

Jerry grumbled and said. "My bat would have been better."

"Yes," she drawled rolling her eyes, "And then everyone would see you, making absolutely sure that everyone decided we were the enemy."

Zain sighed and looked on. "I wish we could do this without violence… but you humans and your wars…"

Several of the skeletons in the group stiffened. "Humans? Humans strip the world of its minerals, deface its natural beauty with their damn structures built in their vanity, and claim the world is theirs, simply because they are standing on it. We are not like those arrogant bastards!" One of the skeletons finished their little tirade, and the others cheered. Janice leaned back to watch the show, and jerry laughed and did a few practice swings with his bat.

Zain gave a wry grin, but the smile didn't reach his eyes. They were hard as steel. "You were all humans once, and you can't say that you didn't do the same thing every human thought was necessary for their survival. And usually, they were right! The reason they still stand today against a constant barrage of corrupted, is their vast and impenetrable defense, their armies with masses of arrows a the ready, and enough iron to build an army… and here we are, preparing to war against them, only proving to them that it was all necessary, and with all that-"

"I think they get it Zain." Janice said, cutting his speech short. "We get it, humans are selfish assholes, and deep down we are all human…. well, except you."

The skeletons grew quiet, and stayed quiet for a long time after that speech. It was nice to have some of that around here sometimes.

But then Jerry was still there, and filled the air with some bad jokes until the fighting started below.

Jerry stared down at the very angry Templers, and wondered to himself "How long before our own army shows up?"

Janice shrugged and said "Whenever it does, it won't matter. They'll probably be destroyed without Zain to give them orders, and he's trapped up here with us." At the moment, he was on the other side of the tower, and couldn't hear the pair talk. "Without a leader, they just do whatever, and like the humans facing off against the corrupted horde, an almost perfect victory will come…. But I don't know which of the armies will win out after that, the smaller elite force, or the organized, but ill trained group we are surrounded by right now?"

Jerry laughed at that. "You say that like the fight will be short enough for it to matter, what happens when the… well the you know whatzits… are attracted to the fighting here? I mean, with so much death and fighting going on, they will come in like a swarm."

Janice sighed. "We die."

~Caleb~

Caleb just stared in disbelief at the messenger's dead body down below "Holy shit… they killed him."

"Congratulations on being the master of exposition Caleb." The head of the knights sat on his horse and stared across the plains.

"Sir, I think that was a replay enough soon what they thought about our offer, shouldn't we attack before they prepare more def-"

"Pay more attention soldier! Didn't you see where it came from?"

"Well no but-"

"Bah, it doesn't matter, the true culprit will still be up there whether the trading post surrenders or not, so let's focus on the task ahead."

After a moment of pause, Caleb nodded and shifted his enormous shield, his only weapon, across his shoulder and inspected it for damage. This was a special shield. It was like the gems used inside the armor to absorb magic, only heavily concentrated, and focused outwards. Nothing short of a magical nuke would get through it if the shield was pointed the right way. "Abram, this could be a really , really bad idea… you know that right?"

Caleb finally looked at the knight. This time studying his armor. It was a true red color, with yellow patches on different spots on the armor, giving it a rather unique look unlike the rest of his soldiers.

It took a small while before an arrow flew through the air, and landed about ten blocks from the front lines. Abram gave a small grin "Let's take a look shall we?"

Of course they didn't surrender… Abram got the tropes riled up, and they went to battle.

~Jade~

"This isn't going to end well is it?" she said to herself as she watched events unfold.

She kept an eye out, looking for Tawnya "Lets see… if I know anything about assassins she should be…" looking around the edges of the battle, she quickly found a small group of fighters squaring off with Templers. "No… not there…"

As she kept looking, she failed to notice a girl in white sitting next to her.

After a minute or two of this, she simply watched the battle going on below. The knights were decimating the defenders, but not nearly as badly as they should have been. They only managed to take out the outer bunkers, and one of the towers in five minutes. How long could they really keep that up? They were only forty men… an explosion rocked the battle field, and the infantry force was decimated by arrows as their formation broke. "Well, now its only twenty…"

"How do you think my target is going to do against the-" as Tawnya interrupted her, Jade proceeded to have a panic attack, whipping out a fan blade of hers, and doing a fancy looking back flip away.

"Someone's jumpy today." Tawnya said with a grin. She hung her legs over the edge of the grass block, and stared at the battle field. "So, you came all this way for… what exactly?"

Jade, relaxing just a tiny bit, dropped her fans, and grabbed her chest, still having a heart attack. "Don't EVER do that again!"

Tawnya grinned, but kept her eyes firmly on the battle. "Sure ya whatever you say… so again, why did you come this far from… the mob haven right?"

Jade sighed, and shrugged. "I honestly have no clue… Now that I'm thinking about it, it's the dumbest thing I've ever done."

Tawnya mimed wiping away a tear as she said "Awww, I knew you cared"

"Well, there was a reason in my head when I came out here, but with that attitude of yours… I don't think ill say." She turned and crossed her arms, as Tawnya just said "Whatever floats your goat."

Jade threw her hands up into the air "Fine, stop pestering me about it for a second and I'll tell you!"

"But I wasn-"

"I have a way to grant you freedom from the assassin."

Tawnya was quiet for a very long time, half processing what Jade said, and half watching the battle. At the moment, the knights were literally going in circles around the defenders, and off to the side, her target was…. Well, doing something you didn't see every day.

"Repeat that?"

Jade grinned just a little. "I said, I can free you, and it doesn't involve killing the assassin."

To Tawnya, that was the single greatest thing anyone has ever told her, her entire life. "How?"

~Sandra~

She didn't know why, or how, but somehow she ended up in what was dubbed 'The Hub'. It was a sort of mission control for the expeditions, and eventual forward outposts in the mine craft world. They told her she would be one of the squad operators, simply because she was a 'benefactor'. The person who a contract was being done for. But Sandra just thought it was because they were giving her the cannon fodder squad to try to accomplish her little side quest, while the other squads and operators all built up a huge mining camp, and made millions.

Sandra stared at her monitors, and went over what they all did again in her head. The first one, a screen righ in front of her chain when it was square to the desk, showed the entity map of the world. But this wasn't the one Forge went through, so it wasn't focused on him, but instead, just like every other entity map, was focused around the point where, presumably, the portal would open. No one really figured out a way to move the view point though, so this one was almost useless outside of tis range.

There were four screens, about half the size of the first one (the first one was about the size of a standard TV) those were supposed to show head cams of the squad. There was also one more to the far left, which would be attached wirelessly to a sonar device, which would map out the area, and detect anomalies, like things that weren't there before. All of that data would be sent to the main system, and we would have a amp, as well as a way to find out if things were moving around close to the squads.

Speaking of those squads… who did they give her? Obviously these four have never seen combat outside of… wherever. None of them were over twenty, she was absolutely sure of that.

Each one at least had an obvious role though. There was a sniper, a red headed girl with almost equally red eyes with a heavy looking scoped rifle. Fire support, a big guy with brown hair and eyes with lots of different types of ammo, some seriously heavy looking armor, and a big customized m60 with a grenade launcher, and flame thrower added onto it. The guy after that was either the scout or a spotter for the sniper. His face was covered up though, and he absolutely refused to speak. He carried nothing but a pistol, a knife, extra ammo for said pistol, and a small pack on his side. There was a girl after that with blonde hair and sea green eyes. She was clearly the medic of the group. But medics didn't usually wear black combat armor and an assault rifle on their shoulder.

The group was somewhere in the camp right now, trying to not die of the stifling heat. Right now everyone was building around the portal that James and Richard made. Well actually they built the original model, but they sent blueprints to the mercenary group, which Sandra still didn't know the name of, but the distinguishing feature was a red shield emblem stitched to their wrists. So maybe she would call them Red Shield, just for a name.

She stared out the tent flap, and into the portal. No one had dared to go through it yet, but that was supposed to change in the next few minutes… she wondered what they would really find on the other side.

~Beatrice~

She gritted her teeth as the knight stepped over Forge. He knocked him out with the flat of his blade shortly after the fight began. The knight was a trained warrior, used to fighting against impossible odds. One kid with an axe wasn't going to do much, even with sigma level strength.

"Come on Kuro, back me up." Beatrice stopped, and got ready in a fighting stance. "We can do this."

Kuro stood behind Beatrice, looking on with fear in her eyes. "O-okay, ill help you."

Beatrice grinned a little "Come on Kuro, where's that fighting spirit of yours?" She swung her long sword a few times in an arc, and stared down the pair approaching her.

The one wielding a long sword gave a grin. "She looks like a nice girl, so lets give her a fighting chance." He put his arm in front of his shield wielding partner "Let me take them both on, and see what they can do, you already had your fun with that berserker over there."

The shield wielder shrugged and stepped back, knowing full well that either one of them alone would easily defeat the challenger and her scout. "Don't take too long, we have things to do man."

Beatrice shuddered, and readied herself. There was no way she would let them take her alive. She only hoped she and Kuro would be able to hold off the knight long enough for... something to happen. "Have at thee!" Beatrice yelled in an overly medieval sounding way, as she took quick steps forward, and took a swing. Of course the knight blocked it, but Kuro jabbed her spear at him. But it was deflected by a back hand slapping it up, and away from his face. Kuro continued her attack by using the momentum of the deflect, to bash the but of the spear into him. It didn't do much, but it distracted him as Beatrice backed off, and took quick swings at the knight; quicker than most humans would be able to swing any ways, it being a long sword and all.

The pair kept a heavy attack on the knight. And it looked like they were about to finish him off, as Beatrice got into a sword lock with him, both struggling to have their sword on top. While Kuro readied for another attack. This one was for his face.

As she jabbed though, the templar cracked a grin, and with a ridicules burst of speed and strength, knocked Beatrice's long sword out of her hands, ducked under the spear, and slammed his fist into Kuro's, then Beatrice's stomach. All the while he was wrapped in a green glow.

Kuro went down like a sack of bricks. Beatrice stayed up a few moments longer, the world going black around her, she asked "What the hell did you do?"

With a laugh, the templar opened his hand, revealing an amulet of notch in it. "This thing destroys the darkness in you, without your powers you are so used to, you grow weak.. Isn't that right?"

Damn him…

~Seth~

It didn't take long to find them. But they were in trouble before they could get there, and almost all were defeated, except the snow golem hiding in the shadows, putting the finishing touches on what looked like a seriously over sized crossbow.

But it was while it was Cynthia who pointed them out, Seth still said "Stay here, this won't take long." And in a flash, he was gone.

In a flash, he was standing in front of two shocked templars. Seth grinned, and said "Lets dance mother fu-" the knight with the long sword lashed out, and would have cut Seth in two if he didn't teleport behind him, and slash the knight's back. The knight didn't fall, but he grunted, and kicked out behind him, catching Seth in the stomach. Before the other knight could get a good hit in with his sword, Seth teleported again.

But not to retreat and regroup. No he pressed the attack. He had the advantage of surprise, and he intended to keep it. Knowing just one hit wouldn't take out the knights, with their heavy armor, and both making sure to guard vital areas like the head and chest with their brain buckets and gut containers; he grabbed the shield holder, and tried with all his might to teleport him at least twenty blocks in any direction away from the other knight.

It failed miserably, and a bright aura burst around the knight as Seth focus his power at it. His strength and his will both drained away. Before the knight could strike out again, but this time add a grin, and subtract the intent to kill, because every prisioner he brought to the arena would get him all the more. And this one held some real power in his hands. But again, before he could be K.O'ed with the knight's shield, two quick teleporting sounds happened. And Seth found himself staring at two things. One was the sky. And the other was a familiar girl with blonde hair, and purple eyes.

"Oh… hey Cynthia… what happened?"

She smiled a little and said "Just take a rest Seth, I got it."

"But-" And she was gone. Seth struggled a moment more to sit up. But he found he didn't even have the energy to THINK about trying to help. With a sigh, he uttered one word. "Bye…"

~Forge~

He was down, down on the ground, and currently was literally biting the dust. But what was going on in his head?

Red. Why was… why was it all red?

Fight.

Everything was covered in red.

Get up.

What was it?

Destroy them.

They were fading away… all the memories, covered in red, and fading to white.

Get up you fool.

And this feeling… what was it?

Use it, kill them!

It felt… it felt good. But, what was it? What was this… feeling?

Rip them apart.

No… there is someone here… who is in my head?

Cleanse the world through pain, teach them a lesson.

It… its getting stronger.

They will feel our wrath.

What was…. What was

You will turn the world red.

What…

The world will bathe in its own blood, and regret that it ever crossed us.

The two knights laughed at the ender girl's pitiful attempts to fight them. Of course they couldn't catch her, she had a lot of experience with avoiding things. But she had no weapon. No way to fight. No way to save the people around her.

Soon, it was just her fighting the log swordsman, who stood away from everything, and grinning almost crazily as he foguth her. Well it was really her attacking him, and trying to avoid being caught. He kept trying to grab her, and used only his bare fists against her. But he was still guarded by armor, and no amount of her skill would get through that.

Cynthia was slowly forming a plan. Maybe she could- The knight stopped. And a trail of blood came from his mouth. "Damn it…" he muttered, as he fell to the dirt.

Right before he fell, Cynthia looked down, and saw a metal tip sticking out of his chest. And as he fell, the rest of the spear appeared. But where did it? The shield wielder screamed in anger, and sprinted off at a girl in white. He wouldn't have been able to see her… but maybe he saw the spear.

Cynthia tried to get in his way to stop him, but each time he simply raised his shield and tried to run her over. Of course there wasn't anything she could do as he grabbed the unfortunate snow golem by the hair, and dragged her back into the circle of the unconscious and dead.

"You little bitch! You are going to regret you were ever built!" There was no saving his friend. He died almost instantly, and he wasn't going to be able to be healed with the Batista bolt still in him. The knight grabbed a hold of her jacket, and was clearly about to try and rip it off. When a blood curdling scream. An inhuman roar. Someone among the defeated stood back up. It was the challenger! But he didn't look quite right… something was-

The challenger took a lurching step forward, then stumbled a little. But out of nowhere it rushed towards the knight like a bullet. And it didn't even have a weapon….

By now, a few of the people on the ground were at least stirring a little. Beatrice stat on her back and watched. Kuro was rolling onto her side. And Seth was still staring at the moon. Cynthai was sure there was a creeper girl around there somewhere, but didn't know quite where she was. For all she knew she could be up and moving already.

And while that happened. The challenger charge the knight. And it was not a pretty sight of what happened after wards.

Cynthia took a step backwards. And proceeded to lose the contents of her stomach on the ground.

~Forge~

The world was shaking. Well more like bobbing up and down, but close enough. He cracked his eyes open not a minute ago, and dazedly found himself being carried by A girl in blue…. Who was she? He was sure he knew this person… that her name started with a B. why was it so hard to remember? He tired to speak. Say that he could walk. But his body refused to respond.

He had a vague sense of unease from people around him. The only other people he could see, were either limping, or carrying someone else, or both. They looked tired, like they had been running earlier, and now they're just too afraid to stop.

HE was being carried across her shoulders like a fireman would take people out of a burning building. Wait, what was a fireman? Maybe it was one of those things that had rods of fire circling around them, and could also shoot fire themselves. No that didn't seem right… something must be wrong with him.

"Come on guys… gotta… gotta keep moving." Came a sentence from the girl carrying him in between gasps.

There was a girl in white with a pumpkin hat, carrying a large box that looked almost like a coffin, and a girl with a black cloak with re trimmings. They were supporting each other, and making sure neither fell down. There wasn't much to trip on, since everything was flat, but both looked tired as hell.

"We can't keep this up bee… we don't even know where we're going!"

There was some really tall girl farther back. She was carrying someone even taller than her. But she didn't walk. Instead she was sitting down really, with him in her arms. Every fifty blocks or so she teleported closer to catch up.

"We can't stop… those things… they'll be back." 'Bee' said as she strained forward, somehow still ahead of all of them.

"Bee, we need to at least know where we are going." The girl in black countered as she and the snow girl struggled forward.

She stopped very suddenly, just as the tall girl with blond hair teleported in next to them. "Fine, anyone have a place to go?" she wasn't gasping as much now. Walking must be a real chore with a teenager on your back. Again, he tried to move. Make some sort of sign that he was alive at the least. But other than his eyes opening a crack, he couldn't do anything. But he did feel a slight tingling in his toes and fingers. Maybe that was feeling coming back into them or something.

The girl with the pumpkin hat nodded and said "Ya, I know a place, it's a bit far but if we want to lay low for a while, I don't think we should use either of you two's places… besides that, I had a farm and everything set up, with lots of rooms for everyone… but I'm not sure how much of the farm would still be there with animals just roaming free."

'Bee' seemed to think about it for a minute before saying "I think that'll work… is there a village near it? I don't want to try and start from scratch again if the house is leveled."

Finally, Forge could move his fingers. He started flexing them as the pumpkin hat girl said "There is, bu- SHIT HE'S AWAKE!" the world seemed to flip a few times before he ended up staring at a sky. Part of it was brighter, an orange ish glow. The sun must be rising.

In the instant he hit the ground, knocking the air out of him with a muffled ompf, there were a small number of various weapons pointed at him. One was a crossbow, another a long sword and a third was a spear. There was a plain sword too there though, but it was an odd almost blue color.

Forge just sat there, pretty helpless, and very confused. he tried again to talk, and this time he succeeded. "What?" A sentence so full of wit it was simply blinding.

"You know what Forge! Now explain you psycho!"

"Forge? Is that my name?" the girl with the pumpkin hat blinked, and raised her crossbow up, and away from his face. While the other two squinted. Not convinced. The girl in blue, now that he could see her face. B;ack hair, and her eyes were a teal color. He didn't know why but that didn't seem quite right… she also had a tiny bit cut off her left eyebrow.

Her mouth twisted into a scowl as he said that. "Don't play games here!"

"huh… alright sure… you uh, have questions to ask or something?"

"What the fuck."

"I'm not sure how to answer that… how about it-"

"He's telling the truth Beatrice… A little perk of being a challenger's contract, you can tell when they're lying, and he hasn't yet."

Beatrice's eyes changed color again, this time to a sky blue. Forge thought that was kind of strange, but he would ask about that later, for now… "You really don't remember?"

"Remember what? What happened that every one was so freaked out about… and who are you people?"

Beatrice looked at Ariel, and after some weird telepathic girl communication powers, Ariel said "you were uh, bit by a zombie after you fell off a cliff, we thought you were going to turn or something."

Forge nodded, or at least tried to. "Ah, okay I guess that makes sense… so, are those same zombies that bit me chasing after us or something?"

Ariel shuddered and looked back "Something much worse was back there… come on we have to move." He felt hands pick him up again, but this time an arm under his shoulder, supporting him as he walked. Ariel took the lead, going in only a slightly different direction while Beatrice supported Forge, and Ariel and Kuro supported eachother.

Forge grinned a little as he said "Damn we must look like refuges from a war." After remembering th weapons he said "Or maybe the soldiers of the losing side."

Someone said "Close enough." As they kept walking. Forge didn't notice her earlier. A girl in green walking along side them.

I was going to say something here... but i forgot what it was... probably something about how if did the whole battle thing with the big one and all the small one on ones it would be another chapter or three at the least, so i did this and skipped ahead. i may do flash backs to the battle occasionally, but eh... whooo knows?

BTW since you know I'm NOT dead, PLEASE DON'T MURDER ME FOR NOT UPDATING! I HAVE NO EXCUSE!