Greetings, fellow members of Fanfiction.net!

My name is Indiana, but I go by Indy. I'm older than Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone but younger than Ender's Game. I'm a guy, as you might tell by my name. I look pretty usual, except I have color-changing eyes: blue, purple, grey, and black. I'm a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Lattter-day Saints...yeah, I'm a Mormon. I am not afraid to speak my mind. I am very sure of myself and make only large mistakes. I'm a second degree black belt in Taekwondo and I've studied under the greatest masters on earth. I am also a master of Karate and am working on mastering Kung Fu. I'm a Slytherin at heart. I am also a talented snowboarder-unfortuanately, not much snow where I live. I tend to judge on first impressions. I live with my uncle, Willem, his fiance, Katrina, and my puppy J.J. (Junior Jones) in far, far away from the U.S. of A. My best friends/cousins are on this site: Shadow of a Snake and LordElement. They don't write, though. And if you get a review signed 'Matthias de Luca'?? That's another cousin. My little-r cousin, permanentkree, is also on this website. He writes child-fics.

My friend, Shadow, recently lost his father to the war, and wrote this poem yesterday. He asked that I post it on my profile, and he's posting it on his. To honor his father, and for me to honor my uncle.

For Fathers Killed In War

I didn't say good-bye, Dad, I didn't have a chance.

You always knew I loved you, I said so with every glance.

You were my hero, Dad, you got the bad guys good.

But you forgot they’d try to get you; I knew they always would.

Some give all and all give some; why’d you have to die?

Even though those others did, or so they testify.

I love you Dad; I miss you loads.

I still can’t comprehend, what it must have been like.

Did you think of mum, did you think of me, until the very end?

From just one little phone call, my world was truly shattered.

But all I’ve got to say now is: Dad, did it really matter?

If someone close to you has lost their father to war, copy and paste this onto your profile as “For Fathers Killed In War” If you’ve lost your father to war, copy and paste this onto your profile as “I Didn’t Say Good-bye”

These are the links for what I think Ammon and Nikomedes from The Potion Master's Redemption look like when Niko is taken...

The first one is Ammon, the second Nikomedes. They're almost eleven years old.

You can now also find me on Fictionpress.com under the penname For I am Dark-I am Light. I'll have stories up in a few days.

HELP! CAN SOMEONE HELP? If you know a good HG/SS that's story not rated M, please tell me! I'm currently at a loss of what to read. To give you an idea, I just finished Lizard23's Hermione Granger, the Slytherin

I am currently beta-ing for Adrienne MacKeltar on the story Transition as well as for French-Lo on the story After Effects, Potions and History

My stories? I'm a one-shot writer, playing with deep emotions.