At a pretty, sparkly, girly and very pink ice cream shop...

The monk had finally found Talim hiding away in an ice cream shop; stuffing herself with strawberry ice cream. After a few hours of talk (and lots of money spent on the frozen desert), he convinced her that Raphael was merely frustrated with being stuck with Zasalamel which was why he said those things. Sure she wasn't... very well endowed but she was still young! Raphael was merely blind to that fact! And the reason she was on this team in the first place was to make sure that the world stays peaceful!

Thinking to herself, Talim agreed that what Kilik said was right. She was here to fight for world peace! Oh, and those free tickets to Soul Land for the orphans! The fire of determination lit up Talim's eyes and she raised her hands in the air as a way to express her new confidence."Yes! You're right Kilik! For the wind and for the world, I must stay strong!" A sudden magical wind flew through the window and it made the place sparkle which in turn, made all of the girls and couples in there stare at them.

"Uh..."Kilik ignored the stares and leaned back in his frilly pink chair that matched the light pink wallpaper. "I'm glad you're back to your old cherry self Talim. And... maybe you'll forgive Raphael? It saddens me when team mates are on bad terms with each other."

Talim sighed and glanced out the window to look at the busy street. "I guess...I did cause him alot of trouble..." All of a sudden, her cellphone vibrated and she picked it up. Reading the text message, she smiled and showed it to Kilik. "Look Kilik! Raphael said he's sorry!"

"That's good to hear!" exclaimed Kilik, standing up to go pay for the ice cream since it looks like Talim didn't need to eat anymore to forget about her depression.

Talim beamed but then she looked at the next text message with wide eyes.

Talim. I know I may have been rather blunt with my words so I want to make it up to you. Since you're known as the last priestess of the wind, I will do my best to find you a husband when you grow older. I'm assuming that no one wanted to marry you since you're so flat. So don't worry, I'll pay someone to. In return to this bargain, keep doing your best so that I can defeat the devilishly handsome and intelligent Zasalamel.

-From Raphael Sorel

Talim chewed on her strawberry worriedly. It was true that she was known as 'The Last Priestess of the Wind'. Did that mean that no one would marry her because she was... flat? More tears streamed from her eyes and they drowned out the fire of determination that barely lasted two minutes. With a wail, she cried, "More ice cream over here please!" Which... Kilik had to pay for of course.


"Give me back my phone!" snarled Raphael, tackling Zasalamel to the ground to retrieve his stolen cellphone. They crushed the flowers they had been arranging for the wedding and petals were scattered everywhere in the giant dining room as the two fought. Grabbing a bouquet of red roses, Raphael slapped the dark skin man with it and laughed. "Take this baldie!"

"You're going to regret it Sorel!" And Zasalamel grabbed his own bouquet to start a flower fight with Raphael. The two leaped onto the table and began a ridiculous flower fight and petals rained down on to the two men.

When all of their roses fell apart, Raphael teleported behind Zasalamel, and successfully grabbed his cell phone. "Aha!" Turning it on, he looked at his text messages and he gasped. "I never sent Talim that message! And how dare you call yourself devilishly handsome and intelligent!"

Zasalamel grinned victoriously. "It's so over. She'll never want to speak to you again." But then he coughed and spat out some red rose petals.

With a growl, Raphael quickly typed in another apology and prayed to whatever gods or wind that was listening... that Talim will not leave his team. Two seconds, she replied back and he quickly scanned her reply.

Dear Raphael...Talk to the wind.

Love, Talim

Glaring at Zasalamel, Raphael chucked some more dead roses at him. "This isn't over Zasalamel. Now go and buy some more roses! We need to finish the floral arrangement for this stupid wedding that is starting to drive me crazy!"

"Being stuck with you is enough to make me become mentally unstable," retorted Zasalamel as he threw some squished roses at the vampire. This led to a series of immature -duck the roses and throw them back at the other guy- games.


At the Wolfkrone merry-go-round stage, Rothion was watching his adorable kids; Patroklos and Pyrrha ride on two of the plastic horses. A bunch of other parents stood with him and everyone was having a pretty fun time until...Nightmare, Siegfried and Cassandra showed up.

"Rothion!"

"Hm?" The blacksmith turned around and looked at his sister in-law with surprise. "Cassandra? What are you doing here?"

Cassandra gasped for breath and said, "I need you to make me a pair of wedding rings."

"But I specialize in weapons... not jewelery..."

"Please? It's for a really important wedding," pleaded Cassandra. "We've looked everywhere for a store that would sell a bigger sized ring but we can't find any. AND IT'S STARTING TO DRIVE ME MAD WHEN THOSE TWO WOULDN'T SHUT UP ABOUT HOW MUCH THEY HATE EACH OTHER!"

Nightmare glanced at Siegfried and said, "I hate you."

"I hate you too," replied Siegfried.

And Cassandra gave Rothion a -See! What did I tell you!- look. At that, Rothion arched an eyebrow and then he glanced at Siegfried and Nightmare. "So... who are you marrying? For Cassandra's sake, I hope it's not you." And he pointed to Nightmare.

"Eww... She may be better looking than Tira but she's not my type," said Nightmare, looking as equally horrified as Cassandra.

"Not me! It's for Astaroth and Ashlotte!" Cassandra quickly handed him a piece of paper with the golem and doll ring size. "I know you specialize in weapons but there's no store in this world that sells a ring with Astaroth's size. Please..." begged Cassandra.

Rothion sighed. "Since you're my sister in-law, I suppose so. But you three will need to watch over Patroklos and Pyrrha while I try and make the rings alright?"

Siegfried quickly agreed. "Of course we'll watch over your kids while you help us with this. After all, how hard can it be?"

"Weeeee!" Pyrrha quickly jumped on Nightmare's head while Patroklos jumped on Sigfried's head.

"Ahhhh! Get off me or I'll burn you in darkness!" shouted Nightmare, trying to pull the little girl off him.

"No! No! No! You're-Ouch! My hair!" Siegfried was struggling to pull Patroklos off his head but the kid held on tightly and laughed.

"You the wielder of Soul Calibur in game! I want to use Soul Calibur too! And I want sparkly armour."

Siegfried winced as Pat continued to pull on his hair. "Sorry, but Raphael currently has Soul Calibur. Unless you have that sword, you can't have sparkly armor like mine. Ouch!"

Cassandra winced slightly at the two and pushed Rothion out of there before Siegfried and Nightmare changed their minds about the whole deal. "Umm... can you try and make the rings as fast as possible Rothion?"


"Where do thou want to go next?" asked Yoshimitsu, opening the door for Ashlotte and Astaroth. He had been assigned the job as their chauffeur and he was also in charged of odd side jobs. Such as delivering lunches to the rest of the cast if they called him or if they needed a small favor. So basically, he was driving around all day.

Getting into the car, Ashlotte said, "We wish to go and observe how the wedding cake group is coming along."

"Right away miss Ashlotte," mumbled Yoshimitsu, checking the side mirrors as he pushed down on the pedal.

After driving for awhile, he stopped at a red light and waited patiently for it to turn green. But then the earth started to vibrate and tremble and he was wondered if there was some kind of earthquake going on. All of a sudden, hideous sound waves hit them and the three clasped their hands over there head. "That is so awful, thee Earth is crying and shaking!" shouted Yoshimitsu. Snapping his fingers, the Manji clan leaped out of nowhere. "Investigate the source of this terrible sound at once before something awful happens!"


From deep below the ground, the lizardmen choir had reached a crescendo in their music. At this rate, Voldo had stuffed his ears with 101% sound proof earplugs that was working wonderfully well. Which was strange since he ran away for a few hours and bought them at the dollar store. Anyway, the lizard's singing was so bad that it made the Kunpaetku stage tremble and rocks began falling from the ceiling. When a giant boulder fell right beside Voldo, it caught his attention and he hissed worriedly. Looking around, more rocks fell into the lake of green slime. Getting off the piano, he ran over to Aeon and shook him. "Hsshsh! Shshssh shhshs! Hshshsh shshh! (Guys! It looks like this place is going to cave in! We need to get out!)"

Aeon quickly realized that as well and he ordered his kins(in lizard language) to stop and get to the boats. But then, all of the boats sunk as the rocks fell and smashed them. At this rate, all of the lizardmen were running around on the island and they waved their arms around frantically while hissing to each other as they panicked. Trying to keep calm, Voldo pointed to the piano. "Hsss hshshss hsshs! (Let's use that to get out of here)!"

All of the lizards and Aeon clapped him on the back for that ingenious idea. But then they pushed him and stampeded past him and on to the piano. It looks like it was every lizard for themselves...


"Oh my, Voldo is certainly a very organized cook," exclaimed Sophitia, looking around Team Draw's kitchen. After searching around for a good cake shop, Sophitia had rejected every single one of them and deemed that the gods would strike the stores with lightning for such terrible jobs. Hilde had wondered if the Greek woman was being way too critical but since Sophitia was a baker, the princess merely stayed quiet. After walking around for so long, Tira had snapped and told Sophitia to go to Team Draw's treehouse to use their kitchen and make the stupid cake since she was so picky. After a long argument between the three women(Sophita and Hilde Vs Tira) that involved alot of name calling, swearing (Tira's part) and threats, the three realized that they were wasting time so Sophitia and Hilde headed over to the treehouse while Tira went grocery shopping for the ingredients.

Taking out the measuring cups, measuring spoons, pots, oven gloves and Sophitia put on an apron that said 'Alexandras Rule' and it depicted a cute chibi picture of her holding a basket of bread. On the other side, Hilde put on an apron that said 'Glory to the Krones' and it had a chibi picture of her in her SCIV 2P dress. Needless to say, they bought this at the Soul Land gift shop.

Anyway, Hilde was looking through the cupboards for something and she asked, "Do you know where the recipe books are Sophitia?"

"Aha... you're so cute Hilde," laughed Sophitia, shaking her head as her eyes sparkled with amusement. "As a mother and baker, I know the recipe for a cake by heart. All you need to do is measure out the ingredients when Tira comes back with them." With that, Sophitia put on a magnificent chef hat and she whipped out a giant mixing bowl. The lights above their heads shone brightly down on Sophitia's gleaming gold hair and Hilde's mouth opened in awe and she swore, she could hear a choir of angels singing in the background. This... was the presence of a true culinary master. "I can feel it. This is the aura of someone who can cook..." whispered Hilde, silently worshipping the great cook.

Sophitia smiled and twirled the giant wooden spoon in her hand. "Yes. With my cooking utensils and knowledge, this cake will be made with 100% love, 75% sugar, 10% confidence, 1% fat, and it's taste will be off the chart."

"You sound pretty confident," said Mitsurugi dryly as he and Taki entered the kitchen with their new cameras in their hands. The samurai looked at the kitchen and grumbled, "Make sure you guys clean up afterwards. I hate cleaning up after messes."

Taki was fiddling with the camera and she politely wished Sophitia and Hilde good luck before heading upstairs to find some mechanical tools to customize their cameras. Behind her, Mitsurugi said, "I hope you know what you're doing woman. Theses things cost me a month wages. And you know how pathetic our pay is."

"I really hope that the new game SCV will sell well so that we can get a raise," replied Taki as they walked up the stairs.

Mitsurugi agreed with her. "Yea... because if they don't, you know they'll start cutting out people. As long as I'm in, then I don't really care. But let's say they do cut out some people, who do you think it'll be?

Taki shuddered at the thought of not being in the next Soul Calibur game and she said, "I am quite confident that I'll be in the new game since I am very attractive and the million fans I have acquired should be enough to protect me."

Mitsurugi stroked his chin and said, "If someone did have to get cut...I'd say Talim."

"Really?" Mitsurugi and Taki entered the samurai's Japanese style bedroom full of weapons and body building magazine and they sat down on the wooden floor while Taki whipped out some mechanical tools out of nowhere. Tinkering with the cameras, she said, "Talim is the second youngest character in the roster after Amy. Not to mention, she is quite popular with the fans. What makes you think she'll get cut?"

"Ummm..."Mitsurugi thought about it for a second before saying, "All of the women in SCIV are chosen because they're incredibly good looking and well endowed. Talim may be pretty but she's... the flattest of all the girls."

Taki shot the samurai a cold look. "Amy is just as flat as Talim and you know they're still very young. And if you must know, I'm quite fond of that girl. If she or I get cut from the roster..." The ninja whipped out her Mekki-Maru and a dangerous look sparked in her eyes.

Mitsurugi coughed and reached for his laptop that was sitting on his futon. Turning it on, he showed Taki the million of fan art of her and Amy. "You two are quite popular. And when you compared Amy and Talim together, Amy has a higher chance of being in. Alot of people are in love with that gothic lolita style. Amy is also high tier while Talim is stuck in the low tier group. And you know that with the amount of money Raphael has, he'll bribe the director to keep his daughter in."

Taki looked at the pages and pages of Amy fan art and she had to admit that he had a point. Just then, she noticed something. "Mitsurugi! Turn it off! Turn it off! Turn it off!"

Closing his laptop, he arched an eyebrow at the ninja's outburst. "Why? What did you see?"

"I saw a mature rated romantic picture of Amy and Raphael. Ugh... I need to wash out my eyes now. Messatu!" And the ninja disappeared in a puff of smoke.

"You know the bathroom is like five steps away. You didn't need to teleport," said Mitsurugi as he shook his head.

Teleporting into the washroom, Taki gagged and quickly exited it as Rock and Yun-Seong took turns throwing up in the toilet. "What happened to you two?" asked the ninja, pinching her nose as she looked at the two groaning men from outside the door.

"Ate... too much... food," groaned Yun-Seong, wiping away the sweat from his forehead as he leaned back against the white bath tub.

"I can't... take this anymore..." moaned Rock, holding his stomach in pain. "We were going to settle... with the Italian restaurant... but then..."

"Astaroth and Ashlotte showed up," continued a pale Yun-Seong. "They forced a... list on us...There was two hundred... restaurants they wanted... us to test out. I don't want to do... this anymore... Two hundred restaurants! This is madness!"

Downstairs...

"You maggots haven't started on the cake yet?" growled Astaroth, looking at the empty mixing bowl.

At that insolent tone of voice, Hilde drew out a butcher knife from the drawers and pointed it at the golem. "Don't you dare speak to me like that you vile beast. I had to walk all over town, look through twenty bakeries, walk back here, and get ready to make your stupid cake and yet you have to audacity to call me a maggot and complain that we haven't started on the cake yet!"

"Haugh..." Hwang puked into the kitchen sink and groaned. "That golem... forced me to eat twenty different dishes at... a Mexican restaurant... There's no way... he's going to listen to your... reasoning...Haugh..."

Ashlotte strolled over to the Korean man and quietly observed him. "You are highly intelligent Hwang. By regurgitating your food and eliminating it from your system, you'll now be capable of testing out more dishes."

At that, Hwang raised both hands to the heavens and screamed, "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

Sophitia quickly rushed over and opened to let the smell of vomit out. Pouring Hwang a glass of water, she sighed and shook her head. This wedding is going to cost the team players alot of frustration, tears, anger, sleep, and their sanity may break sooner or later.


"Hey... Over here." Wearing dark sunglasses and a shady trench coat, Maxi was standing besides the potato section at a grocery store and hissed at Tira, "Yo, over here!"

Tira was pushing a cart full of groceries and she stopped when she heard him. "Hmm? Who are you? You look kinda funny. Heheeheh." As she went over to him with her cart, she said, "Soooooo? What do you want?"

"I'm selling some magic flour. Want some?" asked Maxi, taking out a giant bag of white flour that he had somehow managed to hide beneath that trench coat of his. People walked back and forth and gave him a weird look but he ignored them. "Today is your lucky day. This bag here will only cost you $5."

Tilting her head, Tira asked, "What's so magical about it? I'm off to buy this kind of flour." And she showed him her shopping list. "That greek woman is really picky about this stuff. So I don't think I should buy your flour."

"But this magical flour I have here can... umm..." Maxi tried to think of a nice lie and he quickly said, "It will make you eternally young, sexy and intelligent! With all three qualities, no man alive would be able to resist you!"

"Really?" gasped Tira, glancing down at the ginormous bag of flour. Forever young and beautiful... that does sound pretty good but... "$5 is too much. Well, I'm off. See you later weird mysterious man who sorta looks familiar to Maxi."

"Wait!" shouted Maxi, running beside her as she wheeled her cart away. "How about $1?"

Tira stopped and pondered about the deal. With a sigh, she took out her purse and said, "Oh. I only have a $5 dollar bill. How does $5 sounds?"

It took alot of self control to stop himself from swearing as he and Tira made the trade. Walking off, he rubbed his hands and laughed evilly. "Muhahaha... I can't wait to see the cake they'll make...It will be... a blast...Aha ahahaha ahahahah hahahahahaha hahahahha!"

"Wahhh!"

Maxi looked over at the baby in the stroller who was crying because of his scary laugh and he mumbled, "Ummm, sorry you had to hear that." He glanced at the open mouth mother and meekly apologized as well.


"Well... that was pretty easy," remarked Setsuka, feeling absolutely ravishing as she walked down the street with Amy beside her. With their awesome hairstyles, and gorgeous make-up, one had to admit that they got the best job out of everyone. And Setsuka said, "I have to admit, we got the easiest job compared to everyone else."

Amy chuckled slightly and said, "But it would have been considered the worst job ever for some members... Especially Zasalamel and Mitsurugi."

At that, Setsuka started to imagine the look of horror on the samurai's face if he got their job. Beside her, Amy was also imagining it too.

IMAGINATION TIME...

"What the hell is this?" Mitsurugi drew out his katana and held them out threateningly to the make-up artists who were coming towards him. "Real men do not wear make-up or take hours and hours to do their hair! Only weird dandies like Raphael, Maxi and Siegfried would bother with such nonsense."

The hairdressers and make-up artists smiled evilly and held up their curling irons, hair brushes, scissors, lipsticks, eye liners, etc. "Why? Looking pretty will attract you your soul mate."

"What?" The samurai gaped at them. "What? Who the hell says that you need to put on layers and layers of cosmetics to get married? And since when did I care about finding a soul mate? I only care about finding a worthy opponent."

Beside him, Zasalamel drew his scythe and glared at the hairdressers. "Come any closer, and I'll summon my blackhole."

"Uhh...you don't have hair we can pretty up," pointed out one of the hairdresser.

In the background, Raphael, Maxi and Siegfried pointed at Zaslamel and laughed while running a hand through their own gorgeous hair. This of course triggered this reaction from the angry man wielding the scythe. "Disappear into the void."

"AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!"

End of Imagination time...

Shaking their head, they waited by a store downtown for Yoshimitsu to come and pick them up since he was in charge of side jobs. In Amy's hand, she had a small sweet bun that she had been craving the whole day. She was going to eat it but she and Setsuka sat down on a side bench first since hours of walking around had made their legs sore. Before she knew it, some kind of small puppy had popped up beside her, grabbed it, and ran off with it. "Hey!"

Setsuka turned her head but Amy had already ran off to chase after the dog. "Amy!"


Looking around, a young boy with black hair that had patches of white in it sighed and hollered, "Ein! Come here already!" People walking by him gave him strange glances since he was wearing a ragged dark purple sleeveless jacket, black pants, and strange moon symbols was a huge part of the outfit. Finally, he heard his dog bark and he turned around. "Ein. There you... eh? What's this?"

The white puppy waved its tail and gave a muffled bark. Laughing, Zwei bent down and grabbed the bun. "Well, I guess it is lunch time. Here you go Ein." Giving the part where Ein had bit, Zwei took the other half and they began eating. Until...

"What do you think you're doing?" Amy said coldly, planting her hands on her hips and staring at the tall boy.

Zwei quirked an eyebrow at her and his blue eyes sparkled with amusement. "Eating."

"I can see that. But that's my bun you have there."

Zwei laughed. "Oh? Is your name on it?"

Hearing that, Amy's mouth dropped open. "Wha-What? Your dog stole my bun and now you're speaking to me in that tone of voice? And why are you dressed like that?"

"Heh. At least we match," chuckled Zwei. Taking another bite of the bun, he reached over for her hand and put the remaining piece in her hand. "Well, I'm not hungry anymore. See you later. Let's get going Ein."

And with that, he walked off with his puppy following closely behind him while Amy stared at him with an opened mouth. "He.. He...Hey! Get back here! What is the meaning of this?"

She waved the small piece of bun in her hand and threw it at him; which missed completely as it flew over his head. But she looked at him with surprise when he said, "Hey. Don't do that. Food is valuable you know." He turned around and gave her a bored look. "Judging from your clothes, you must come from a pretty rich family so you wouldn't understand what it feels like to go hungry." Zwei glanced down as his puppy ran ahead to gobble down the thing. With a shake of his head, he stalked off.

Amy quickly noticed how worn his boots were when he walked away and she concluded that he must be living a pretty difficult life. She then remembered her life as an orphan on the street before Raphael took her in and she stared down at the concrete with a sad look on her face.

"Amy? Amy? Ammmmmyyyyy?" Setsuka looked around for the young girl and she bit her lips in worry. Raphael would kill her if she lost his daughter. "Ammmeeeeee? Oh! There you are!" The geisha ran over but she drew back when she noticed that Amy was acting strange. "Hm? Is something wrong? Did you get your bun back?"

"It's... nothing," replied Amy. She crossed her arms and looked at the geisha thoughtfully. "Hey Setsuka, since we're done early, we can do anything we like until the wedding right?"

"I guess... What do you have in mind?"

"It's nothing. I just want to do some things on my own," answered Amy, looking at nothing in particular.

Just then, Yoshimitsu showed up and he honked his horn at them. "Hurry up. I have to pick up Tira from the grocery store and then I have to drive Astaroth and Ashlotte somewhere. So will thou please get into the car already. Namu."

Stepping out of the car, Ivy said a polite thank you to Yoshimitsu as she and Cervantes headed downtown to buy some stuff for their magic show.


"Xianghua, we're not here to get you a wedding dress." Seong-Mina sighed as Xianghua came out of the dressing room. She had been stuck in this chair for more than enough and she was tired of looking at these dumb white dresses. What's so great about getting married anyway? Maybe if her father wasn't so insistent that she get married, she wouldn't have hate it so.

Twirling in her dress, Xianghua admired herself. "But we should see which dress looks the best on me so that we can have some dresses picked out for Ashlotte to choose when she comes. And since this is a pretty easy mission, why should I take advantage of it so that I can pick out my future wedding dress when I and Kilik get married."

"Ahaha..." Seong-Mina stretched and said, "You've already planned out your wedding?"

"Yep. And I want it to be really special!" Xianghua clapped her hands together and said, "Maybe we'll have an underwater wedding. Oh! Or a wedding in space! Oh, and my wedding dress must be the best ever! Like...this one!" And she pointed to a dress encrusted with diamonds to her right.

"Do you think Kilik can afford it?" Seong-Mina examined the dress and her eyes bulged out at the price tag. Five million dollars! Five whole million dollars! What kind of insanity is this! With that amount of money, someone could buy her dojo!

Xianghua laughed as she stared longingly at the dress. "Of course he can..."


"I'm out of money," groaned Kilik as he looked at his empty wallet.

Talim hiccough and she giggled. "No... problem. I got it all... hic... covered." She took out a twenty and slammed it on the table. "Hic. Keep the change... Hehehe..."

Kilik looked at Talim with wide eyes and realized that she was...drunk on ice cream? Was that possible? This defied all logic! But the symptoms are all there! The swaying, the glazed looks, the red face and the fact that she was... angrily shouting at someone that strawberry ice cream is better than chocolate ice cream! Oh no! Talim was an... angry drunk!

"So sorry! So sorry!" apologized Kilik as he dragged her out of there before something bad can happen.

"Hic-Oh no! I'm not done hic! The wind will strike down you strawberry haters! Sooner -hic- or later!"

At this moment, Cervantes and Ivy walked past them since the two were heading to the book store to look for a magic trick book. Noticing the monk and priestess, Cervantes said dryly, "Well, what happened to the wind girl?"

"Oh my." Ivy looked at Talim worriedly and then she asked, "Kilik, I expected better from you. Is this how you look after a young girl? What in the world happened to her?"

Kilik merely sighed and explained that Raphael had accidentally said some pretty mean things about Talim and unfortunately, she heard it. After the detailed explanation, Cervantes did the unthinkable. He rubbed more salt onto Talim's already painful wound and he had his troll face on when he did that. "Ahahaha! But it's true that she is flat! Oh! And she's low tier as well! Oh! Oh! And she's-"

But no one ever heard what Cervantes said because Talim shot him a look no one thought she was capable of. The look of pure anger so hot... and so full of fury... that it was hard to believe that Talim's rage didn't contribute to global warming. "WIIIINNNNNNDDDDD!"


At Algol's office, Algol was reading over some important papers for the T.V show when all of a sudden, he heard something weird and he glanced behind him and a very strange sight met his eyes through the glass window. Cervantes was spinning wildly in the air and now, even though the immortal pirates had some pretty strange powers such as teleportation, he was sure that Cervantes did not have the ability to fly.

Glancing over at the audience, he said dryly, "It looks like the story will have to end here since we're experiencing some technical difficulties. Aka, Cervantes is heading towards my window at a dangerous velocity and I don't think he can control his flying abilities that weren't supposed to exist in the first place. Because I'm supposed to be the only one who does have that ability." And Algol hovered a few inches off the ground to prove his point.

When the immortal pirate hit the window, Algol watched as his mouth opened and closed. Possessing the ability to lip read, Algol eyes widened at what Cervantes said. "Talim... did this... run... run... run!"

"Uh..." Algol looked over at the audience and gulped. "Well, just a few words from Darkwings13 before you guys leave. ThalieXVII, she loves you for all the support and for all the amazing reviews you've given her. To Cjiddy and Ninjaguy446 who are her dear 8wayrun buddies who loves this story, she hopes you'll see this and she appreciates your support on her profile page. To the new reader who favorited this story, Nagoto2000, I hope you'll keep spending your money- I mean I hope you'll keep reading this story."

With a grin Algol waved good-bye. Outside, Cervantes slowly slid down the glass window and dropped out of sight. Looking at the disappearing pirate, Algol shrugged. "I'm sure he'll survive somehow..."