Hello! My faithful readers. i am back. and since i took the liberty of looking into the reviews...Needless to say, i am interested in what you guys have said. though there was one review that just down right confused me. and to another review. ehhh, its kind of a mix of planned out events, and winging it from there. so essentially, this story has a spine, but its up to me to be able to work on the rest of it. so hopefully i got that cleared up. In any news, The Poll is lookin' goooood. though i would have liked to seen more people vote. but i guess me having some technological problems with the poll. Now! To reveal the winner! Drumroll Please! (Starts playing Rick Rolls 'Never Gonna Give You Up') Wha-No! that's not what i was-FIne..."Were no strangers to looove..."( after three minutes and thirty three seconds of singing along to the song) well, as i was going to say, as many of you know, there has been a technical error with the Poll, so instead of what you saw as the winner, i instead have chosen the original four way tie between Raven Branwen, Glynda Goodwitch, Velvet Scarlatina and Neo. Give it up for them everybody. And i know a lot of you are going to flame me for this, so i'll make this brief. If you don't like my choices, then i'm not keeping you here. You are free to leave at your leisure. Also for my utmost faithful readers. My dear friend is here as well.

Konshiro: Say hi

Nexonus: Hi.

Konshiro: so...anything you want to say to the audience?

Nexonus: I had no sexual relations with that woman.

Konshiro: What?

Nexonus: Nothing.

Konshiro: Whatever, lets get back to the actual story.

Nexonus: why? i'm sure people would rather hear my voice instead...or, your voice...or their voice for you...or their voice for your voice for me? My head hurts,

Konshiro: It's okay, that'll happen, anyways on to the Show...Story...Whatever.

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Last we left off, both 'The Live' and this woman were about to get crushed by a giant foot. And while This mysterious woman seemed too busy checking if he was injured in any way shape or form. It seemed like this story was going to come to an early end...HA! Not, Heimdall, roll the tape.

It seemed like the woman was too busy checking him over, to notice the giant foot about to crush them, so it seemed like it was up to him to save them. So he grabbed her by the waist and lept to the side And not a second later did the Foot crash into the earth which they were just moments ago. And the crash seemed to knock the woman out of her shock, as she immediately righted herself in mid air and assume (What 'The Live' could only guess) a battle stance, Scythe in hand and ready to make weird black monster puree.

"Don't worry little one, i'll take care of this, you just-" The woman tried to convey, but was interrupted by a flicker of movement that sent her careening towards the treeline towards their left. And when'The Live' focused, he saw that the figure that had knocked the nice woman aside was in fact a man. But he seemed to have a few extra appendages. an elongated tail with some kind of bulbous tip at the end. And while 'The Live' would have liked to know this new persons name. They just hurt someone that he believes is nice. And he feels that he should return the favor.

"That's not very nice." 'The Live' said, seeing the man look in his direction, and for a brief moment, he had a look of surprise. But it just as quickly morphed into a crooked smirk.

"Ooooooooo, i get to kill an eye witness too! Oh goody." The man exclaimed as though he were a small boy being given a sweet treat. And that didn't sit well with 'The Live', so as soon as the man said that, 'The Live' lept forward quicker than light and socked the guy right in the gut, sending him flying into the giant creature that had previously tried to crush 'The live' and his new companion that was still trying to re-orientate herself. Speaking of which, he should probably try and help her.

So 'The Live' went to walk over to the woman who was now trying to rush back to the open clearing to fight whatever might be able to hurt the 'small child'. But was surprised ro find that he was casually walking up to her with a somewhat worried look on his face.

"W-wait, What? Where did...and what?" The woman tried to ask but was still a little dazed from her abrupt launch into the woods, and her less than comforting crash through some of the trees. and she figured that whatever knocked her into the woods was strong, and now to just see this 'child' come to her unharmed raised a couple of flags. But those could wait until after she made sure that the area was secure. Well, as secure as it could get at least.

I mean, these are the Grimlands were talking about here.

So she lead 'The Live' back to the clearing where she saw that a man was now getting back up from the carcase of a dead Goliath. And while she would normally, under any other circumstances, try to help said person, she figured that this was the person that launched her in the first place. So she promptly got back into a fighting stance in front of 'The Live' as if to protect him.

"Stay back, i'll handle this." She said seriously, keeping her eyes on the man that was now angrily walking towards them.

"Oh, you've got some serious death wish to pull off a stunt like that! Now your blood will taste all the more sweet." The man said, licking a bit of blood that seeped out from the corners of his mouth.

"I have no idea who you are, but i'm going to stop you in any way i can. But if you choose to surrender peacefully, then that will make this go on much quicker." The woman said, keeping her wits about her. The man merely cackled and gave an eerily dark smile.

"Oh, but the fight is whats so fun about hunting. First, you seek out your pray" The man said, walking towards the woman and 'The Live' at a slow pace. "You then choose a fitting weapon" He then pulled out a jagged and black colored sword from the back of his waist. "Aim" He gets into a fighting stance and tenses his muscles.

"And strike"

In less than a second their two blades strike. sparks fly everywhere and the sound of a metal clang could be heard for miles. Surprisingly, the woman wasn't fazed by the attack at all, but if she was, she was very good at hiding it.

"Well well well. It looks like this is going to be such a fun game. let's make this last, shall we?" The man said gaining a maniacal grin.

"Ladies first."

"oh, a comedian i see. sounds like i'll get a good laugh out of you before you fall to my blade. and your little friend there is going to be next. and don't worry, i'll send your family a nace little gift basket to send my regards." He said maniacally as he tried to push down on the blade, only to be pushed back by her astounding strength.

"Over my dead body." She said, determination rolling off of her.

"I'll make sure of it." He said, grin only widening.

So the two stood there, waiting for the other to launch the first attack. 'The Live' looking on by the trees he retreated back to, as instructed. It would seem like the two would be starring at each other for eternity, never once flinching or backing down. The very air seemed to grow tense. It came to the point where even the forest around them seemed to shake in anticipation. And as if the world stopped spinning to allow the two to move instead of it, they struck.

She dashed in at near inhuman speeds, only rivaled by his. As they drew near, they ever so slightly adjusted their weaponry so as to strike. And finally the two crossed paths. and to any onlooker, it would seem like time had stopped for only but a second, before continuing as leaving both of them still standing, seeming unharmed.

"You seem even more talented then i thought. so lets both get serious. No holding back. Because I always Love a good full on battle." He said

"So then, if were going to fight full throttle, then i would atleast want to know the name of the person that i'm going to defeat." The woman said, eyes hard with focus and sharp with precision.

"Well, i suppose i can play with my food a bit before eating. So i'll entertain the thought. My name is Tyrian. whats yours? After all, i do believe it's only right that if i tell you mine that you tell me yours." The man now known as Tyrian said, twirling around his sword.

"Summer. Now that that's out of the way, how about we settle this?" Summer said, her posture becoming more rigid. At this, Tyrian cackled once more before getting into a similar stance.

"Lets dance little lady."

At this, they once again charged. and moving even faster than before, they traded lightning fast and precise blows. But neither seemed to be landing any solid hits, for whatever they threw at the other, being a jab, a swing, or even a punch was deflected, parried or blocked. And this went on for what felt like hours, until eventually, Summer seemed to be slowing. The once large miss from a strike becoming near miss jabs. And his assault did not look to be tiring at all.

"What? Feeling tired? Well thats too bad, i was just staring to have fun! But oh well, i'll at least know that this was one of my best missions yet. So as a wise man once said-" Tyrian was saying, his stinger starting to come closer and closer to her abdomen, until 'The Live' came from his hiding place, feeling like Summer needed a hand, and, well...

"DODGE!"

"Wha-"

Crrrrrrrraaaaaaaak

Tyrian was then punched once again in the stomach and sent flying into the forest, going through a few trees before stopping. Looking back at a shocked Summer, he held a hand for her kneeled form to take.

"Are you okay? That guy was being a real...Whats a good insult i can use? Hmmm...Aha! He's a real Avocado-Muncher! Yes, that will suffice quite nicely. But anyway, Are you hurt?" 'The live asked, picking her up from her kneeling position while talking. And she was still quite confused about how he obtained so much strength, but thought to call in an extract to get them out of there. And while she was making the call, They both heard an explosion in the background, turning to the source of the sound, they also heard yelling.

"YOU SON OF A WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRE! TYRIANS GOING TO SHRED YOU TO PIECES! TYRIANS GOING MAKE YOU DRINK YOUR OWN BLOOD, THEN TYRIAN'S GOING TO GOUGE YOUR EYES OUT WITH YOUR OWN GODDAMN. FINGERS!" Tyrian yelled in a bloody rage. He was making large leaps towards them, and while summer was about to Get back into position before 'The Live' rushed past her and met Tyrian half way. He was promptly bombarded with hacks and slashes untraceable by even the trained eye. Even Summer was having a bit of trouble keeping up with his movements. But it would seem the "child" was holding him off pretty easily by the looks of it. Some of Tyrians strikes looked like they actually hit him, only for the after image to fade moments later.

"This is boring. your boring me. you're boring everybody. Try harder," 'The Live said, gaining an annoyed expression. Tyrian's anger only seeming to grow. But his attacks also seemed to grow in sluggishness.

"Alright, i've had enough of this. say bye-bye to your tail and arm Avocado-Muncher." 'The Live' said, before throwing another two punches. One towards his arm, and another to his tail. And since Tyrian thought that he could tank the blows, being in his irrationally enraged state, did nothing to try and block them. So 'The Lives' strikes went through, and then no more appendages.

"AAAAAAGGGGGGGHHHHHHHGHHHAAAAAAHHHH!" Tyrrian screamed, having both previously mentioned limbs literally blown off. Blood and bone shrapnel flying into the light of day. The appointed Assassin then slumped to his knees and cradled the bloody stump that used to be his left arm.

"Dear me, would you shut up already? you're so annoying." 'The live' said, rolling his eyes at the pathetic figure of Tyrian. And after a short time of slow and heavy breathing, Tyrian stood back up and pulled out a small black sphere looking thing from somewhere on his person.

"I swear, i will get my revenge! Y-you freak!" Yeah, like he's one to talk. "Mark my words. The next time we meet, i will have beaten you! so you better watch your back from now on little man! 'Cause Tyrian always gets his kill. Always." Tyrian said, raising the sphere above himself, as if about to throw it down.

"Yeah yeah yeah. Now get out of here already, or put that sphere thing down already, it's making you look really weird right now." 'The Live' said, taking a bored expression again, crossing his arms. And with a snarl, Tyrian threw the sphere down and was engulfed in a midnight smog before vanishing with the wind.

"Huh. Neat." 'The Live' said, taking a half interested face. He then turned back to where the clearing was to try and find Summer, only to find her standing behind him. Arms crossed over her chest and a single eyebrow raised.

"Mister, you've got some explaining to do." Summer said,, looking behind 'The Live' to see that those two punches he threw also kind of, uhhhh...Made a new pathway for new Settlements? Pfft, yeah right! the trees, the ground, hell, even the mountains in the background seemed to have been damaged. "A Lot of explaining to do."

"Eheheh. Well, um you see, what had happened was...Natural selection." 'The Live' said calmly, seeing what her reaction would be. But she didn't budge an inch. in fact, now that he looked around, nothing was moving. The leaves and dirt that were still settling from the punches were suspended in mid air...strange. It's almost as if someone stopped time. but that's preposterous, the only other divine being that he knew could do that was-

"Hello, Live"

His Father...'The Being'

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Phew, finally got that done. so anyways, how'd you guys think i did? Good? Bad? A bit of both? I could really use the feedback here. But in any news, HAPPY THANKSGIVING EVERYONE! I know this is a bit on the more...Pop up schedule, but i am very busy at the moment, what with family and all that jazz. To any who are wondering who is currently in the Harem, it is as follows: Glynda Goodwitch, Raven Branwen, Neo, Velvet, Team RWBY, and Penny. So that's that. This is me saying Toodles for now! Toodles!