It has been a year since I started this story, and just wanted to say thanks for the reviews and the support. Happy Birthday Malefor's Legacy, and I hope you enjoy this chapter.

Chapter 35 The First Wave

The young brother of the newest Chronicler works his magic at the tactical station on Captain Black Claw's ship, releasing nearly a dozen probes the moment they entered Rapotoria's atmosphere.

It takes only moments for information to come fast and furious, filling the display before him with a variety of views from above. However, only one visual concerns everybody on the bridge, and, quickly, Damian puts it on the main viewer.

All eyes are focused forward, staring at the large screen, and the tiny island that Danielle left only a day earlier. The shock on all their faces, seeing the countless fires burning away, and the abandon city that is now overrun with raptors.

"NO!" The former Queen of this world cries out, seeing the loss of her friends laid out in full color. However, as an alert begins sounding, Danielle turns her attention to the young bear that speaks to his Captain.

"We are picking up a very large armada of ships, heading in this direction, sir, I estimate their time of arrival to be within the hour!" Damian returns his eyes to the screen before him, retrieving more information from this probe, and speaking it aloud for all to hear.

"I am reading thirty-four ships, and well over one hundred thousand life signs, sir! They are now fifty miles off our port side and..."

Another alarm begins sounding, and quickly a huge smile fills the face of this Kodiak bear, knowing the readings he is receiving are going to cheer his newest friends up.

"Captain! I have dragons! And lots of them!" he calls out with joy in his voice, quickly returning the first probe's telemetry on the viewer. The large mountain and the ancestral cave are brought into focus, as the treasure held within is found by an inferred scan.

"I'm reading over three hundred life signs in that cave, and a power level that is beginning to climb off the charts now."

"I feel it too!" Cynder remarks, as her spirit power picks up on a familiar energy.

"Is it Uncle Malefor?" Little Malefor asks, as he stands by his mother's right front paw, looking up and noticing the stunned look upon her face.

"No..." she starts, then looks down at her son with great confusion. "...it's Diamond!"

The young purple dragon balks, as he hears a name never expected, and before he can ask the question.

"Who is Diamond?"

Danielle's voice sounds as confused as Cynder feels, as again she picks up on the aura of her mentor.

"He is the former Spirit Elder of Avalar," Cynder replies, still using an uncertain tone in her voice. "but I don't understand how he could have gotten out here."

"We will find out in about two minutes, Ma'am!" Black Claw replies, getting his navigator to lower the ship with just a gesture of his right paw. He never breaks his focus from the dark dragoness, showing the conviction of his loyalty to this mission, and gives the remainder of his orders.

"Arm the forward laser cannons, and clear me a landing spot."

The Large Kodiak then strides to a small cabinet, opening it to revel the rather large arsenal of weapons he posses, and grasps a rifle and two hand cannons.

"I will be disembarking with the landing party, so I leave you in command of the Dark Claw..." he continues, looking at Damian while delivering his next orders.

"...take her back out to sea, and wipe out that approaching armada."

The brown haired bear nods his head, getting up from the tactical station, and taking Black Claw's seat in the center of the bridge. The pirate captain then brings his attention to Cynder and Danielle, showing a wide grin in anticipation of battle. He gestures his paw towards the door leading down to the loading bay and exit.

"Ladies, if you would please follow me," the very proper speaking bear remarks with respect.

However, Cynder voices her objection to his call.

"NO! Not ladies, just me!"

Danielle gives the dark purple dragon a very angered stare, but Cynder returns the same stare.

"You are not to leave this bridge, Your Highness!"

"How dare you tell me what I am going to do!" Danielle returns, pushing past Cynder to the door. However, a very strong paw is placed upon her chest.

"I'm not telling you to do anything..." Cynder replies, then slams the blue and white dragoness with every single memory of Mya's pain in the last week, as her daughter had believed her mother dead. "...she is telling you, not to leave her again!"

Just seeing the tears of her daughter is enough to shake the larger of two dragonesses, and Cynder can feel her aggression drop fast.

"How can I just sit here when my friends are in such danger?" she asks, looking down at the slightly shorter Cynder, showing the only reason why she needs to go with just the pain in her eyes.

"I cannot abandon them again, Cynder. Please."

The Spirit dragon does her best to take the pain she can, as Cynder knows how ashamed Danielle was to leave Raptoria the first time. Although, to go and find her daughter, she would have left anyone.

However, a single young voice adds more anguish, as little Malefor looks up at both mothers.

"You can't leave either, Mom," he says, his voice slightly broken and tainted with fear, especially as his mother looks down at him with rage.

"What did you call me?" she barks, but Malefor doesn't show any signs of correcting himself this time.

"I called you 'MOM', and that's all I will ever call you if you disobey General Sparx's orders like you do with Dad's," he retorts, firing back at his superior with a more feisty tone in his voice, and a look of anger that shocks Cynder. His aura fluctuates with nerves as he fears yelling at his mom, but still holds his ground, knowing this is for a good reason.

"If you're afraid your brother will report me, I know he would never tell Gaven..." Cynder begins to say with an attitude, but Malefor is quick to cut her off.

"Then I will...Commander!" he barks angrily, startling everyone in the room as the young dragon becomes almost aggressive to his mother, standing on his hind legs and point a single talon in her chest.

"You were ordered not to leave them, or myself, either...SIR!"

Cynder can tell her son is not kidding, and is astonished to see his aura still on the bright side of the spectrum, though it flickers with depression.

Her paw comes up from the ground quickly, and Malefor flinches ever so slightly, believing his mom may actually hit him for the second time in his life. Something she did for this same reason, when he barked back at her in public two years ago.

However, she gently places her paw upon his head, and rubs the spot between his horns ever so softly.

Then I won't.

Cynder's voice permeates throughout her son, and his body is relaxed with her joy-filled spirit. However, that still doesn't keep him from saying the foremost thing on his mind.

"Did you just say you won't?!" he retorts, unsure of why his mother is now changing her mind so fast, However, as she lifts him up into her arms, and rubs her nose against his, Malefor can tell he is not in trouble for yelling back this time.

Cause he's right.

"I was never going to leave..." she says softly in his ear, and gives her son an image of his brother, and a test that all new Skylanders are forced to take on their first mission, especially if they are with a family member. "...and your brother will be so proud of your incredibly loyalty."

"THIS WAS A TEST!?"

Cynder smirks, as Malefor reacts the same way Sparx did, when Spyro kept pushing him as his superior, and she gently kisses him on the neck before placing him back down on his four paws.

"Life is always a test, Malefor..." she retorts, and looks at Danielle with a pair of solid eyes. "...and we do what we must to pass, even if it means we hurt some of the ones we love."

She looks back down at her son, as Danielle's eyes show some understanding in this dual lesson.

"You were not afraid to anger me in order to defend yours and your brother's honor."

The door to the cargo bay suddenly opens, revealing a Skylander who was standing by the whole time, his tiny sidekick perched upon his right shoulder. Alongside to his left, a little red dragoness with a very wide smile.

"Damn, Cynder..." Daxter barks out, pointing a finger at her son, whom begins staring at Mya "...do your kids have any weaknesses!?"

The tiny ottsel leaps from Jak's arm, bounding across the floor with two fast steps, then jumps onto Malefor's back.

He scurries up the spine of the dragon only three or four times his size, and grasp his right horn to lean out face to face with the youngest son of Spyro.

"How'd you know she was testing you?" Daxter barks accusingly, staring dead into this now startled purple dragon's eyes, trying to read the truth, and not believing what he sees.

He then looks up at Cynder blindly, not noticing how pissed she is getting, and continues firing up the Spirit dragon easily twenty times his size.

"How in the hell did this Mama's boy stand up to you like that?" he continues, now angering both mother and son by, straight up, accusing them of cheating.

"You told him what to say with that mind control of yours!"

Daxter quickly finds himself surrounded by Cynder's claws, as he is plucked clean from her son's shoulder, and held before her enraged green eyes.

"JAAAAAAAK!" he cries, as Cynder flashes only a graphic image of her biting his tiny little head off.

"I'm not the one who accused a dragoness...and her baby boy, of lying," he remarks with a smirk, patting the top of the head of the young red dragoness standing beside him, and looking at his best friend for the possible last time. The sarcasm that fills the long eared humanoid's voice is humorous to Cynder and Mya, as they hear a farewell spoken in jest.

"I'll see you in the next life, old friend!"

Daxter returns his eyes to the dark purple dragoness, whom shows a cooked smile, and for once, he keeps his mouth shut.

Sorry, Cynder! Please don't kill me!

His soul literally pleads for his life, but the dark dragoness only squeezes him tighter, showing her anger in this accusation. However, as Jak removes a small object from a pouch hanging on his belt, Cynder simply releases the orange ottsel.

Daxter runs like hell to the cargo bay door, around the little red dragoness, and back up Jak's back, perching behind his friend's head. This only makes Mya laugh, and it becomes all that Malefor sees and hears, even as Jak shows this symbolic red box to the newest appointed Skylander officer.

"Hey! Do you want this? Private!" Jak remarks, shaking the item between Malefor's eyes and Mya's smiling dark red muzzle. It finally gets the little purple and gold replica of his father to notice what he is holding, and Mya laughs again as he is still hard pressed to snap out of his trance.

But, it is only when Jak opens this small ornate box, that is when Malefor's attention is taken to an actual rank insignia medal for a Private in the Skylander Corp.

"Are you kidding?" the young dragon remarks, starting to realize his acceptance into the Skylanders is becoming final. His father and brother may have sworn him in, but as both dragons are technically retired, and without this badge of honor, he was never fully given rank.

Now, as Jak pins the medal upon the tail plate of this young dragon, shakes his paw, and then salutes, he realizes it is now official.

"Does this mean we get to charge into battle now, Commander..." he asks, looking up at his mom, and Jak quickly grasps his little muzzle, pulling Malefor's attention back to him.

"Commander Cynder is NOT in charge here, Private Malefor! I AM! And you...will...LOOK AT ME, WHEN I AM ADDRESSING YOU!"

Jak's voice is louder and stronger than Malefor has ever heard, and quickly his tail is between his legs. Cynder smirks again watching the same reaction Sparx had, as Spyro finally took charge of his son during a mission

"Sorry, Captain! I didn't mean to..." He stumbles

"SHUT UP, YOU LITTLE WHELPLING, OR YOU'LL BE DOIN' PUSH-UPS TILL IT HURTS!" Daxter unwisely continues, voicing his superiority to the Skylander several ranks below him, while in reach of a dragoness whom is still annoyed with his big mouth.

Cynder's tail-blade halts directly before the tiny ottsel's neck, and Daxter quickly stops yelling at her son.

"Right...I'll keep quiet."

Jak also gives his friend a stern look, as he is trying to sound sturdy but respectful to a dragon whose father, mother, and brother he would never disrespect during a mission.

"Seriously, Private...I need you, and the Commander, to remain aboard as General Sparx had ordered..." he quickly looks at Cynder believing her objection is coming, but is surprised as she just nods her head. However, showing his poise under any pressure, the hero of Haven City continues his plan with only a short pause. "...Boomer and I will clear the beach, and rescue the refugees."

"I AM NOT STAYING ON THIS SHIP!" Danielle begins yelling, but Jak is quickly in her face.

"Yes you are, Your majesty." he says very calmly, breaking Danielle's anger with just his smooth demeanor. "You will not be contravening the orders given by Portal Master Gaven, or I will tell Black Claw to bring this ship about."

The look she gives him is very intimidating, especially to Daxter, whom leaves his friends' shoulder as Danielle lowers her head and growls.

"And who will stop me, little one..."

"I will!" Malefor quickly fires back, stepping closer to Danielle with his eyes focused strong. However, they suddenly break, turning to Mya, as he can see her reaction in his peripheral vision.

"I truly don't want to fight with you, Your Majesty..." he says somberly, seeing Mya's smile is no longer there, and knowing he is defying her wishes as well. But his loyalty must be to his family and the Portal Master, and he shows this with a solid return of his eyes to the much larger dragoness.

"...but I will, if you force me too!"

"Mom!" Mya's voice begs with one word, as Danielle begins to lift her right paw. She knows this is her stronger arm, and that her mother is preparing to strike. However, a very skilled hand is placed upon the angry dragoness' arm, and he holds it from rising any further.

"Please, Ma'am...you are my responsibility now, and I need you to trust me if I am to protect you," Jak says with a sympathetic voice, knowing he would be acting the same way if it were his friends. He uses his solid eyes, his soft voice, and a gentler touch upon her open-clawed paw, asking this dragoness to stand down.

"I will not falter in my resolve, I swear it. But I will not be able to give my full attention to the battle, if I am worried about your safety," Jax glances over at the small green troll, whose now showing interest from the cargo bay, hearing the arguing increase between the dragon Queen and his superior. However, he waits there, knowing the diplomatic prowess of his Captain.

"I'm asking you to put your trust in what Boomer and I can do...I promise we will not disappoint."

Danielle lowers her head, and Mya is quickly by her side, feeling the anguish that has always made her mother so depressed.

"I feel as if I abandoned them six years ago, Jak, never knowing anyone one was still alive and struggling to survive. How can I abandon them now, when I am here, and I can help." she says, but Mya is quick to break her from this feeling of helplessness and blame.

"You never abandoned them, Mom." the young dragoness begins crying, knowing her mother's sole purpose in life was to protect the dragon race, like her father and her father's father. But after the Great Purge, her purpose was all but gone. The number of dragons she was in charge of defending went from over ten thousand to just one, her daughter, and that dragoness now looks up to her

"And you damn sure didn't abandon me," Mya leaps into her mother's accepting arms, crushing Danielle's midsection with a powerful hug. The young dragoness nuzzles her mouth as close as she can to her mother's ear, allowing only her to hear the pain in her voice.

"I abandoned you...and I'm so sorry."

Her confession is spoken softly to her mom, as she squeezes Danielle even tighter than before. However, the thin blue dragoness easily removes her daughter from her chest, and holds her out before her eyes.

"No Baby! It's wasn't your fault!" She cries loudly, startling Mya with the pain and the rage in her voice, then taking that fear away as she returns her daughter to her white chest.

"I didn't listen to you..." Danielle whispers, then looks at Cynder and Malefor, showing how broken her emotions really are. She then lowers her head down to her child's back, smothering Mya with every part of her body that she can.

"...and that will never happen again."

The Spirit dragoness places a soft paw upon Danielle's long curved neck, sending a surge of helpful positive energy. Cynder removes a large amount of anxiety from the powerful Ice Queen, allowing Danielle to finally control her overwhelming emotions.

"I will stay here with her," she says after a moment, looking up at Cynder with a pair of understanding eyes, keeping a tight grasp on her sole purpose in life. "I can't disobey my daughter again."

"Well it's about time you guys figured this out, " Damian remarks a bit sarcastically, looking back at Black Claw and gesturing his paw towards the view screen. "Cause we are about to reach maximum weapons range, Captain."

However, just as everyone looks up at the viewer, a small explosion appears upon the side of the mountain, exactly where the Cave of Ancestors would be. The scanners quickly zoom, as they pick up the movement.

"THAT'S REALLY HIM!" Danielle barks, seeing the Dark Master for the very first time, truly not believing what see had been told by anyone, even her daughter. Her eyes turn to Cynder again, and a wide smile fills the dark dragoness' muzzle as Danielle's aura shows a flash of several colors, none of them representing anger or fear

"Yes, it really is!" see replies, seeing only the shock of what Danielle's eyes behold, suddenly watching the stoic purple dragon disappear, then seeing three quick magical attacks performed in the blink of an eye.

The scanners, losing track of a dragon moving so fast, quickly focus up the large ball of fire that came from his mouth. Everyone stares in awe, including Danielle, as this massive orb of flame continues lofting up into the air, cresting as high as the ship they are traveling. Gravity, brings this large bomb back to Raptoria, leveling almost an acre of the beach.

Damian smirks, as he can see a landing area now at his disposal, and arms the forward cannon to clear a little more space, just for good measure. However, as the brown bear locks his target, looking at a different viewer, a voice from behind stops him from pulling the trigger.

"Wait, Damian!" Jak barks out, pointing at the mountain, and six red dragons that have begun a descent into the burnt out section Malefor just created.

The brown bear looks up at the screen, and immediately shuts down the cannons, knowing the collateral damage from these weapons would kill them as well. It is at this moment he notices nearly a dozen more dragons emerge from the same hole in the mountain, especially as they release a barrage of elemental attacks.

"Damn! Do you think they need our help?" The young brother of Cypher remarks with some more sarcasm, seeing the destruction theses dragons are creating from above, but still arming the smaller weapons to help.

However, it is at this time the fire dragons come up short on their target, and make a mad dash across the water.

"Well they sure do!" Jak remarks, then looks at Boomer.

"Hey, old Troll, you up for a good tumble?"

The very short green troll gives his Captain an annoyed look, knowing what he is requesting with this one statement.

"Dude! I'm thirty four hundred years old...I don't tumble very well anymore!" he replies.

However, after a short pause, and seeing these Fire dragons perch themselves in a horrible position, a depressed tone takes over his voice as he continues.

"Like how high and how fast are we talking about here?"

Jak looks down at Damian and quickly the smart bear gives an answer.

"I can get us down to about a hundred feet, but this pig would never stay aloft unless were going at least one fifty."

"PASS!" Boomer barks out very angrily, just hearing those numbers

"You're made of rock, aren't you!?" Daxter chimes in, and Boomer gives the little ottsel an even angrier look then he's giving Jak.

"No, I'm not that kind of Troll, you tiny little rat!" He barks back, then looks toward the view screen, seeing they must make a play on this first pass. With these six Fire dragons in their path, he knows the ship cannot land, and believes they will not last for a second pass out in the cold waters.

"Can you get her down to one thirty?" Boomer asks, and Damian takes a deep breath.

"I'll try...but I'm not gonna guarantee anything!" he replies, showing an expression that is not very favorable to success.

Boomer shrugs his shoulders, then looks back to his Captain.

"I want a full weekend pass at the Naughty Ottsel, Jak!" he barks, and quickly a nod is given.

"Hey! JAK! That is not your decision!" The small ottsel retorts, and Jak quickly shuts him up with just a look.

"Oh I see!" Daxter bellows angrily. "I am just your sidekick!"

Daxter jumps from his best friend's shoulder in defiance and runs up Danielle's back. He then leaps upon the red dragoness still held in her mother's arms, finding a spot upon Mya's shoulder to perch.

"I want everyone to know...this is the only person I trust in the room now," his annoying voice calls out, placing a tiny hand upon the little red dragoness's head, and rubbing the spot between her horns very gently.

"She is honorable, and the rest of you guys are just a bunch of JERKS!"

For once Cynder does not get angry with Daxter's antics, as Mya's and Danielle's aura skyrocket with this sarcastic but heartfelt proclamation. In fact, the dark dragoness even throws the little ottsel a wide smile.

"As long as I get my weekend off, then I don't care if you marry her, Daxter!" Boomer retorts, getting a stern look from Malefor as he walks by him to the Captain's chair.

"Damian, can you get this thing down and skim us ten feet off the water."

"What are you stupid or deaf!?" the brown bear remarks with an attitude, turning his eyes to face the old troll, whose now standing by his side. "I can't keep this thing level at that slow of a speed, we would slam into the water. I couldn't possibly hold that height, not unless we were moving well over two hundred knots!"

"Well I need you to go at least three hundred knots if I am to do this without getting hurt."

"THREE HUNDRED WHAT!?" the brown bear replies, and Boomer just looks back at his Captain, giving him a very smug look.

"Yes! You're right! That may be a bit too fast for Jak to land his hoover board without crashing." he says, getting a stern look from his Captain, but yet the sarcasm continues to pour from this old troll's mouth. "Perhaps two fifty would be a more suitable speed for the youngster and his pet to surf the violent seas."

"Are you serious?" Damian quips, and the old green trolls snaps his head back to the young bear, showing a sudden gaze of anger.

"JUST DO AS I SAID!"

Without another word spoken, Damian starts lowering the ship down, keeping the pace of his descent swift.

Daxter retakes his sidekick position, and the two quickly leave the bridge, arguing with Boomer about their hoover board skills.

The bay door is opened the minute they enter the other room, sounding an alarm at this high speed, as nothing should be dropped from the cargo hold at over three hundred knots. However, the young bear pilot keeps the ship balanced, and brings her down to the lowest altitude he's ever tried flying.

Black Claw starts biting his nails off, as the water line seems higher than it should, fearing the destruction of his ship is forth coming.

"You nervous?" Malefor suddenly remarks, seeing the black pawed bear chopping away at his claws.

"No, I just like the taste of...Oh My GOD!" Black Claw barks as his ship buffets up from impacting a large wave.

"EASY, DAMIAN!" Boomer's voice comes over the loud speaker, as he and Jak were almost pulled out of the cargo bay by this wave. "Keep her damn nose up!"

"The ship weighs four hundred tons, you green idiot!" he barks back, trying desperately to level this massive vessel and having little success at two hundred and fifty knots.

"I gotta increase speed!" he continues, seeing the next wave the ship is going to hit, and boosting power to avoid it.

Jak looks at his friend, and nods his head

"I think we need to go now, cause he's never gonna level this pig out!"

Boomer nods, as the ship strikes another wave, and quickly he runs to the far side of the cargo bay.

"YOU READY!" he yells, and Jak lowers his goggles down over his eyes.

"I was born ready!"

Boomer begins his run, using his tiny feet to get his body moving as fast as possible before tucking himself into a compact ball, almost like Sonic. He then falls from the cargo bay, heading down to the water only ten feet below, and moving over three hundred knots.

Meanwhile, standing upon the surf battered rocks a hundred yards into the ocean, the other five Fire dragons give their leader a hard but broken stare.

"I can't even light a candle out here, Flair!" one dragon barks out to the orange and red leader, who was so desperate to defend his home, that he may have just lost it by going were they can do no good.

"I'm sorry..." he says, his voice hushed by sorrow, shame, and the giant wave that just smashed into the group again, soaking them to the bone for the third time. "I just wanted to destroy those ships, and do what I can to protect my brother!"

"Well you may have just killed us now!" this other dragon continues, as his body starts shivering from the sixty degree water, chilling these warm blooded creatures to the point of hypothermia.

"Stop bickering you two, and be quiet for a moment!" another yells as his ears pick up on something else, and quickly everyone hears it as the arguing stops.

"What the hell is that?" Flair remarks, looking out to the open water, but seeing nothing in the mist of constant wave impacts to the rocks.

No one notices the large ship approaching the shore at such a low altitude until it is almost on top of them.

"WHAT THE HELL IS THAT!?" is shouted out by several members of this startled group, but not because this ship zips by at over three hundred knots. It is the small green ball that falls from the open cargo bay door, follow by a pointy eared creature whom seems to be on a surf board.

"YAAAAAAHOOOOOOOOOOO!" is heard clearly, and these six dragon just gawk at the sight.

The ship quickly pulls off to the right and gains altitude, but the two packages it dropped begin bounding across the water at high speed.

With the aid of Daxter as a counter weight, Jak pushes his rear foot into the next wave, taking his momentum to the left towards the rocks. He draws his weapon in the same motion, and fires a single shot that heads straight for the half dozen stranded dragons,

"HOLD ON!" Jak barks out, just as this small orb lofts over their heads then slams into the ocean behind them. It startles all six as this small nuke explodes, however, the heat from this plume of fire is more than welcoming, as it allows them to open their wings and lift up off the rocks.

Meanwhile, as Jak continues using the blaster mode of his Peacemaker to keep the ocean back, Boomer continues his charge to the beach. Like a large stone skipping on a placid lake, Boomer's dense frame skims along the surface of the violent ocean, parting the water in his path without issue.

He hits the beach on the twelfth bounce and finally uncoils himself. His feet, upon touching the sands, slam down, grinding the old green troll to a very pronounced stop.

"IT'S PARTY TIME!" He barks, startling the group of Raptorians he just came to rest near, and places a small stick of dynamite in a single creature's hand.

"Here's a gift for you and your friends!" He says with a smile, then turns around just as the stick detonates.

Boomer begins unleashing a barrage of these special gifts, pulling dozens of small dynamite sticks from thin air, and distributing them around the beach to the chagrin of everyone.

As the only Skylander with two wrist communicators, this old troll is never more than a finger tip from his arsenal, which sits inside the Portal Station waiting for his call. He opens a small rift with every flick of his wrist, snatching these small boom sticks from an almost endless supply, and makes his enemy suffer with his precise tosses.

However, as a larger group begins their charge, trying to overrun one Skylander, Boomer decides to call on the big guns.

Placing his hands together, and pressing several buttons at the same time, the small Skylander opens a portal nearly the size of himself, and removes a rather large keg of explosives.

"SAY GUN POWDER, BOYS!" He barks out, lofting this two hundred pound 'Super Boom Stick' with only one hand. It explodes upon impact, sending parts and pieces in all directions, placing a wide smile on the small green troll's face.

"MAN! I LOVE THIS JOB!"

So the First Wave has arrived, lets see how they do.

Wave two forth coming, however, I must fulfill my DBZ requirement, and will be working on Life of the Party for the next week. I hope you understand, and if you don't, let me be the first to tell you that life is full of disappointment. But, I will be back before I'm missed.