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While being quarantined is a bit of a downer, it has given me the opportunity to return to fanfiction writing.

And this chapter… Man, I've been wanting to write and post this for a long time, and I'm glad I finally did!

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NOTE: I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE SONIC CHARACTERS


Chapter 9

Sonic and Uncle Chuck came out of the emergency room, their faces grim.

"A couple of spirits got loose in the fight earlier. They'll be looking for hosts. It's nighttime already. We're going to need to make a lot of spell tags," Sonic said, already making calculations in his head.

"I could go to the old hangar. I think I left some cloth lying around there that we can cut up to make them," Uncle Chuck suggested.

"We'll go there together." Sonic nodded then looked at his friends. They were all staring at him, their eyes wide.

"Sonic, are you okay?" Amy asked, walking towards him.

"I'm fine, Ames. Just a little drained," Sonic replied, leaning against his uncle.

"Exorcising ghosts must take a lot out of you," Blaze told him, her golden eyes taking in the blue hedgehog's sagging posture.

"It does. It's really a battle of wills when you're confronted with the malicious ones. Most ghosts I've met are friendly. It's the angry ghosts you gotta watch out for," Sonic told her.

"How can you tell a friendly ghost from an angry one?" Silver asked, floating an inch off the ground.

"Let's head to my old air hangar. Sonny boy and I will explain," Uncle Chuck announced.

As the team left the hospital, Sonic kept his guard up. He couldn't see any spirits hovering around but the negative energy surrounding the island made his spines stand straight up. He shuddered, the sensation making his skin crawl. It was getting harder to keep all of his anger and sadness bottled up. He scratched at his gloves, gnashing his teeth. 'Stay focused. Don't let them get inside your head,' he reminded himself.

Shadow and Rouge kept glancing at him the whole time they headed out of the village. As they neared a rusting airplane hangar tucked away on a secluded part of the island, the duo looked at each other and nodded.

"So," Rouge flapped over to Sonic who was leading the entire team at the front. "you can see ghosts, you can talk to ghosts, and you can exorcise them out of people, too. My, my, Big Blue, you are certainly full of surprises," she complimented the blue hedgehog who smiled bashfully.

"Thanks… It's something I don't tell many people about. They usually get spooked and not want to hang around with me, scared that all that negative spirit energy's gonna affect them," Sonic admitted before stopping at the door to his Uncle Chuck's old air hangar.

Looking at Uncle Chuck, Sonic saw him look at the door with a sad look on his face.

"Never thought I'd see this place again…" Uncle Chuck murmured, sniffing. All those happy memories of tinkering away at his inventions, running after Sonic when he was little, and the two of them working on the Tornado together in this hangar…

It all ended on that night.

Taking a deep breath, Uncle Chuck pried the doors open.

The hangar still looked just as how he had left it. His workbench still had the old tools lying around, some of them acting as paperweights for faded blueprints. Sheets of cloth covered gadgets and gizmos he and Sonic hadn't had the chance to finish building were scattered around the hangar. And the whole place was covered in a fine layer of dust.

"Right. This spot's quite a distance away from the village. No one will spy on us while we're in here," he told Sonic and the group.

Once inside, the team sat on whatever they could sit on – be it a bench, a box, or a stool – and listened.

"The difference between an angry ghost and a friendly ghost all boils down to what you feel when you're around them." Sonic began while Uncle Chuck gathered up all the cloth in the hangar. "Ghosts can directly affect a person's emotions, eventually causing them to think certain thoughts. If the ghost is a friendly one, you'll feel fine, happy even. And they thrive on that positive energy. Angry ghosts, on the other hand, are dependent on negative energy. If you're feeling angry or sad, they can use that to intensify those negative emotions inside of you. The angrier you become, the angrier they get and they'll be able to possess someone and make them do their bidding," he explained.

"But you can see them, Sonic. What do ghosts usually look like?" Tails piped up.

Sonic smiled. "Ah, that's where having your third eye opened comes in handy," he said.

"Your… third eye?" Knuckles gave him a confused look.

"Not literally an eye. It's… more of a sixth sense that's located here." Sonic tapped his forehead. "It's an enhanced part of your consciousness that allows you to see more than what your eyes usually see. The third eye is usually closed and, for most of us, it stays closed. But some people can be born with their third eye already open. Other times, an accident involving the supernatural can open one's third eye by force," he elaborated before lowering his gaze to the floor.

"In my case, I had my third eye opened through a ritual," he confessed.

"Is there a chance you can perform that ritual on us?" Blaze asked him. If they could see the spirits, they'll have an advantage over Eggman.

"The ritual takes a lot of time. And time is a luxury we don't have." Sonic faced the team, his expression serious. "But I will say this. When you can see spirits, you can easily tell which ones are bad and which ones are good," he said.

"The bad spirits are the ones that look like they're covered in black fire, right?" Shadow spoke up, making everyone look at him.

For a second, Sonic was stunned speechless. Then he smirked. "Huh… So your third eye's open as well, Shads," he remarked and nodded.

"Correct. These are souls that have become corrupted due to their anger. They could have been the victims of violent deaths or they could have been denied the proper funeral rites. They'll go after anyone in order to possess them so they can get what they were denied in life. As Shadow said, they appear to be cloaked in black flames. Sometimes, they'll take the form of gray balls of light.

"The good spirits, on the other hand, will look like transparent versions of themselves. They'll be surrounded by a light blue aura and can look like glowing white balls of light. If you see one, don't be afraid but keep a respectful distance. Some of them can be a little mischievous," said Sonic, smiling a bit.

"So how do we protect ourselves from the angry spirits, Sonic?" Tails asked.

Sonic pursed his lips as he fiddled with the cuff of his right glove. He spotted the sheets Uncle Chuck had laid out. "One sec…" he mumbled, lifting the corner of one of the sheets up and crawling underneath. The others blinked as Sonic's covered form moved under the sheet, removing his glove and putting it back on.

Sonic crawled out from under the sheet, adjusting his right glove. In his left hand was a dirty white strip of cloth with words and symbols written on it in faded black ink.

"This is called a spell tag. It's used to ward off spirits with negative intentions. As long as you're wearing one, a ghost can't get close enough to affect you." Looking at Uncle Chuck, he nodded. "We're gonna need your help in making more of these. One for each of you and more to tie around the doorknobs of the houses on this island," he instructed.

Everyone got to work, gathering scissors and anything else they could use to cut all of the cloth into strips. Sonic made a spell tag for Tails, showing his little brother and his friends how to draw the symbols and characters meant to ward off evil. For a while, the hangar was silent save for the sound of cloth being cut and the soft scratching of pens and markers.

Shadow sat next to Sonic, writing down the symbols onto his own spell tag. He glanced at Sonic who was busy making several more. The blue hedgehog's hands were a blur, stacking finished spell tags to his left while grabbing more blank strips to write on. His own spell tag sat on the floor close by and he often glanced at it to make sure he was writing the correct symbols in the right sequence.

Unable to contain his curiosity, Shadow reached out to touch Sonic's spell tag. "This looks pretty old. Why not make a new one for yourself?" he suggested.

Sonic paused from his work, one hand reaching out to firmly move Shadow's hand away from his spell tag. "I've worn that spell tag since I was ten. It's never failed to protect me," he said.

"You sure know a lot about all of this. Ghosts and exorcisms…" Red eyes flicked over to look into green. "Where'd you learn all of this, Sonic?" Shadow asked quietly.

Sonic finished making one final spell tag. Then, slowly, he put his own spell tag back on, tucking it under his right glove. "I was taught by a few experts," he said, smiling slightly.


He'd gotten some strength back after taking a nap. With Fatima's help, Sonic went downstairs to the living room. There, while waiting for his Uncle Chuck and Fatima's grandmother and mother to come back, he was introduced to Fatima's four ghost friends.

Sonic studied the drawing Fatima gave him, occasionally looking up at Fatima who was playing checkers on the floor with one of her ghost friends. The red pieces moved on the board with no visible hands, but Sonic knew that it was a ghost whom Fatima was playing against. Going back to the drawing, he found that all of Fatima's ghost friends looked really unique and had their own stories to tell.

There was Fatima's grandfather, Lolo Enrique, who wore horn-rimmed glasses and green suspenders paired with a striped button-down shirt. According to Fatima, he'd been a lumberjack in his youth before moving to Mobotropolis to become a landscaper.

Then there was Sergeant Juni, a burly black-furred bulldog decked out in full military gear. Fatima, upon introducing him, had told Sonic that Sergeant Juni had been close to getting promoted to Master Sergeant when he'd been killed in action during a reconnaissance mission.

Doña Celia was a female hedgehog wearing a red skirt with golden lace and a cream-colored blouse with wide bell-shaped sleeves that were covered by a white scarf pinned to the front with a gold brooch. She was one of Fatima's ancestors from the province and loved to eavesdrop on the neighbors to hear gossip.

Finally, there was Emily, a little gray squirrel who always had a large rainbow lollipop in her hand. She had gotten really sick and one of the last gifts her parents gave her before she died was the lollipop she always carried around.

"Hey, Fatima. Do all of your friends have unfinished business?" Sonic asked from his spot on the couch.

Fatima took another red piece off the board. "Unfinished business?" she asked, looking at him curiously.

"You know… things they didn't get to accomplish while they were alive. All movies with ghosts show them having unfinished business," Sonic said, shrugging. She saw Fatima look at nothing, her brows furrowed. 'I wish I could hear what the ghosts are saying…' he thought, looking at the empty air.

Finally, Fatima spoke. "Well, it's true that a lot of souls linger because there were some things they didn't get to do or still have to do. But that doesn't apply to all ghosts. Some of them just like hanging out here in our world and they don't really want to cross over. My friends don't have any unfinished business. They just want to stay here with me, Mama, and Lola," she explained before grinning. "But Lolo Enrique says that he stays here so that Lola can have company. When her time comes, she and Lolo will cross over to the afterlife together. It's so romantic!" she gushed.

"So all four of them have been your friends for a long time?" Sonic inquired.

"Yup! Since I was born. They're my guardians. They keep the bad spirits away from me and my family." Fatima nodded.

"Bad spirits?" Sonic's eyes widened. "Like the ones in the horror movies?"

Before Fatima could answer, the front door opened. In came Uncle Chuck, Lola Elena, and Rosario.

"I can't believe the nerve of those people! And the police are backing those… those devils! The justice system on this island is corrupted, I swear to God!" Lola Elena fumed, whipping her shawl off in a huff.

Uncle Chuck sighed and plopped down on the couch next to Sonic. "How are you feeling, Sonny boy?" he asked softly, patting his nephew's head.

"A lot better, Unk. What's got Lola Elena so mad?" Sonic asked quietly as he and Fatima watched the elderly hedgehog stomp into the kitchen.

"We tried to tell the police about what those kids did to you, Sonic. But they wouldn't even believe us. So we went to the parents and demanded an apology from their children. Those kids had guilty looks on their faces but they didn't say a word," Rosario told him, frowning.

Sonic's ears drooped. Even the system had let him and his Uncle Chuck down. "I don't understand… Sure, I can run faster than everyone on the island but I never used my speed to hurt anyone. Why do they gotta pick on me?" he whimpered.

"Some people just don't like anything different…" Lola Elena emerged from the kitchen, holding a tray filled with iced gems and cups of tea. Placing it on the coffee table, she sat down on the floor next to Fatima. "That's something you can try to change but, ultimately, it'll be up to those people to change their behavior," she said.

Clenching his fists, Sonic decided to let it all out. "Well… I hate people like that! And I'll make them pay for what they did!" he exclaimed, spines bristling.

"Sonic…" Uncle Chuck gripped his nephew's hand.

"Now, now, none of that." Rosario gave Sonic a stern look. "Revenge won't solve anything, young man. If anything, it'll just make things worse," she told him.

"But… But they're bullies…" Sonic protested weakly.

"And if you decide to use your power against them, then you'll become a bully yourself. Do you really want that?" Rosario handed him a cup of tea.

Taking a sip, Sonic thought about it. He knew that his speed gave him power. If he wasn't careful, like his Uncle Chuck told him, it could become a weapon. The thought of him using his power, making a sonic boom as he dashed past his daily tormentors, sounded like a fitting punishment. But then he envisioned Arthur, Jayden, Lloyd, and Hughie getting hurt by the force and felt disgusted with himself.

What he could do to them with his speed… was probably going to be a lot worse than what they did to him.

"No… I don't want that. If I do… then I really will be a monster like they told me I was," he whispered.

"You're not a monster, Sonic." Uncle Chuck gently lifted his nephew onto his lap. "Your speed is your power. And one of these days, that power might just be what the world needs," he reassured him.

"He's right!" Fatima held out a hand filled with iced gems to Sonic and Uncle Chuck. "Like… if a building was on fire, you can run in there and save everyone before it's too late! You can be a real hero," she said, her eyes sparkling.

Sonic hid his red muzzle behind his cup of tea, taking a long sip, while his uncle accepted Fatima's iced gems.

"I bet your family's done a lot of good for the spirits of this island, Fatima. You have a pretty amazing power, too," Uncle Chuck remarked.

Fatima blushed and giggled. "Well, we did help a few souls find peace. It's not much, but we do our best," she said.

Sonic perked up. "Hey, by the way, Fatima, you said that your friends keep the bad spirits away. What do bad spirits look like?" he asked.

Fatima smiled and looked at her mother and grandmother. "Mama, Lola, you two are the experts," she piped up.

"Well, hijo…" Lola Elena got up and sat next to Uncle Chuck while Rosario sat next to Fatima. The checkerboard moved out of the way, levitating off the ground.

"All right, my love. You and the others can help us with this." At Lola Elena's go signal, the ghosts in Fatima's house gathered up all the checker pieces. Sonic watched, entranced, as the pieces floated in the air and organized themselves into two separate groups – black and red.

"I feel like a professor giving a lecture." Lola Elena chuckled. Waving to the pieces, she said, "Now, we'll pretend that the black pieces are the bad spirits and the red pieces are the good spirits."

"And," Rosario scooped up a handful of iced gems that the ghosts also lifted up into the air to float before Sonic and Uncle Chuck. "these iced gems will represent us living folk," she added.

Lola Elena and Rosario both had a flair for theatrics as they taught about ghosts and their connections to the living world. Even with simple props, they still made the lesson fun and engaging for Sonic. Every now and then, Fatima would pipe up and mention another cool spirit fact.

When the lesson was over, both Sonic and Uncle Chuck had learned a great deal. Then, with a shy smile, Sonic got off the couch.

"Lolo Enrique, Sergeant Juni, Doña Celia, Emily, thank you for helping Fatima save me. I know I can't see you guys, but… I really hope we can be friends," he said, bowing deeply.

Fatima smiled, her head tilting to the side. "They say, "You're welcome, Sonic. We want to be your friend, too… And," Blushing, she looked Sonic in the eye. "they hope that… you and I can be friends, too," she said shyly.

"I'd love to be your friend, Fatima!" Sonic said, straightening up. Holding his hand out, he grinned. "You're something else, saving me and being able to see and talk to ghosts and all. You're way past cool and I want to be your friend!"

The smile Fatima gave him was something he would always remember. It was a big smile that made little dimples appear on her cheeks as her eyes sparkled. "I want to be your friend, too, Sonic. Okay! Starting today, you and I are officially friends!" she declared, taking his hand in hers.

Sonic laughed and looked at Uncle Chuck, who chuckled. "Unk! I have a friend!" he cheered.

"Well, if you and Fatima are friends," Uncle Chuck looked at Lola Elena and Rosario with a smile. "I can't thank you ladies enough for saving my nephew. If you ever need anything repaired or want to kill some time, just come by to our place," he said.

"Charles, you're too kind," Lola Elena replied before looking at a certain spot by her shoulder. "Oh, don't get your suspenders in a twist, Enrique."

Rosario laughed. "I didn't take you to be the jealous type, Papa," she said, making her mother and Uncle Chuck blush.

"Lolo is blushing!" Fatima giggled.

"So is Unk!" Sonic pointed at his uncle's red cheeks, grinning. Looking at Fatima, Sonic felt as if his birthday and Christmas had arrived all on the same day.

At long last… he finally had a friend.


Sonic inspected Shadow's spell tag, giving the black hedgehog a nod. "The symbols are cleanly-written. That miracle eye… not bad. You're good to go, Shads," he said, tying the spell tag around Shadow's right wrist right below the inhibitor ring.

Shadow schooled his facial expression into something neutral as Sonic did this. He silently hoped his cheeks weren't turning red. 'I could have tied the thing by myself,' he thought. And Sonic's praise on his spell tag's writing made him feel… weird. A proud type of weird.

But Shadow decided not to dwell on those feelings as Sonic got up to inspect the others' progress. Once everyone had their spell tags on and several more in their possession, Tails pulled up a map of Christmas Island.

"We'll have to spread out if we want to get all of these spell tags to the villagers. And we'll need to scout out Eggman's factory for weaknesses," he told Sonic and Uncle Chuck.

"Right. Amy, Knuckles, you two are assigned to the residential area up North. Blaze and Silver, head over to the West. That's where the school's located. Tails, you'll accompany Sonic and me to the village plaza," Uncle Chuck pointed to various sections of the map, highlighting the key areas where potential Badnik attacks could happen.

"Shadow, that leaves you and your team. Head to Eggman's factory and do some recon. Remember, there's a high chance that the factory's swarming with spirits. Stay hidden and do not engage hostiles," Sonic instructed.

"I WISH TO ANNIHILATE ALL EGGMAN ROBOTS." Omega lifted a hand up but was quickly silenced by a stern look from Sonic.

"You can count on us, Big Blue," Rouge said, saluting Sonic.

The team split up and started leaving the hangar. Just as Team Dark was about to head out, Sonic turned to Shadow.

"Be careful out there. Those spirits… they can make you feel really bad things, think bad thoughts," he said quietly.

Shadow noticed how tightly Sonic was clenching his fists. Was he being affected by all of the negative energy saturating Christmas Island this whole time?

"…Understood," said Shadow, his jet skates flaring to life. He dashed off into the night, Rouge and Omega flying above him.

"All right. We got a lot of ground to cover. Let's move out!" Sonic said, Tails and Uncle Chuck following him back to the village plaza.


At the factory, Eggman was cowering underneath his master control panel. Multo hovered above him, humming softly. Her dark aura poured out of her form, covering Eggman and making him tremble.

"Stop… Please… I'm begging you… Have mercy…" Eggman pleaded as every awful memory flashed through his eyes. Every bitter defeat, every single instance where he was ridiculed and cut down… it was as if he was reliving them all at once.

"Mercy is something only those who are truly sorry can receive. You're never truly sorry for all the bad things you've done, Doctor," Multo told him, humming a little louder.

Eggman was close to tears by the time a few of Multo's spirit henchmen flew into the room. They hissed and buzzed frantically, making Multo pause from her little torture session.

"I see. They're looking for weaknesses, are they?" Multo smiled, noticing the box of bones left in one corner of the room. "What perfect timing," she said, turning back into a fireball and possessing Eggman again. Getting up, the Doctor tapped a few buttons.


"Something's not right…" Rouge muttered, flapping high above the factory. All of the security cameras surrounding the perimeter were shutting down along with all of the traps.

"The whole place is shutting down."

Shadow crouched down low beneath some bushes. He heard Omega readying his guns and lightly smacked the robot's arm. "Don't," he hissed, spotting a few ghosts floating nearby. They were all covered in black fire, their forms giving off an eerie gray light.

"I've spotted an opening at the East side. All clear," Rouge reported, flying down. Shadow and Omega entered the factory and quickly made their way to the rendezvous point. To Team Dark's confusion, not a single Badnik was around.

"They must have spotted us and alerted the Doctor," Shadow muttered as they padded down the dark hallways.

"Then those Badniks should be swarming us by now. What's going on here?" Rouge murmured as they turned at a corner… and found a whole group of Ghost Badniks waiting for them.

"WE ARE PROTECTED. YOU CANNOT TOUCH US." Omega held up both arms, showing the spell tags wrapped around him.

At the sight of the spell tags, the orbs inside each Ghost Badnik screeched. To Shadow and Rouge's amazement, every Badnik backed off.

"Easy there. No need to start firing on us."

The Ghost Badniks parted to the sides, revealing Dr. Eggman, Orbot, and Cubot.

Shadow's quills bristled at the dark aura surrounding the villain. 'That's got to be Multo possessing him,' he thought as Dr. Eggman walked towards him and Rouge.

"I see you three have come prepared," Multo said in Eggman's voice. "Powerful things, spell tags. Ooh, even I'm starting to feel a little nervous."

"Cut the small talk, Multo. What are you doing to Eggman?" Shadow asked coolly.

For a minute, the Doctor stared at Shadow in disbelief. Then, suddenly, his entire form convulsed as a black fireball emerged from his chest. Orbot and Cubot rushed to their creator's side as Multo appeared before Team Dark.

"What a surprise. You've heard of me." The ghost stared at Shadow.

"Two of your lackeys were banished by Sonic earlier. You're the one pulling all the strings here," Shadow told her.

"You're Sonic's friend?" Multo asked, floating closer to the black hedgehog. Rouge moved to stand in front of Shadow.

"If you think about possessing him, ghost girl, you've got another thing—"

Shadow's eyes widened as Multo casually waved her left hand to the side. Rouge was gently pushed aside and levitated a foot off the ground. Now Multo was standing just a few inches away from him, and he could feel all the anger, the pain, and the sadness that seemed to radiate off of her. Despite being covered in flames, the air around her was cold and smelled like smoke and, oddly enough, slightly floral.

Multo's blank white eyes drilled into Shadow's ruby for a moment before she smiled, her smile sending chills up Shadow's spine. "Well, any friend of Sonic's is a friend of mine," she said, snapping her fingers.

A ghost appeared, carrying a rolled-up blueprint which Multo accepted with a nod.

"Here you go." Multo held out the blueprint to Shadow. "It's a complete map of the entire factory. I highlighted a few portions so you can see the weak spots. That way it'll make destroying the whole joint easier for you guys," she said brightly.

Rouge and Shadow gaped at her. What was this ghost playing at?!

"You don't believe me? Check it out for yourselves," Multo told them, one hand on her hip.

Snatching the blueprint, Shadow checked. True to Multo's word, it was all there. Floor plans, schematics of the generators powering Eggman's factory, and highlighted portions indicating weaknesses in infrastructure and security.

"What are you planning?" Shadow narrowed his eyes at Multo.

"I, like Sonic, seek to punish those who have done wrong." Multo floated over to Eggman, propping him up like a puppet on a string. "Eggman's done so much bad in this world. It's only fitting I help the heroes take him down," she said.

"Well, what's in it for you then?" Rouge, now free from her grip, stomped over to her. "Your fellow ghosts have been terrorizing everybody on the island," she accused.

"They deserve it!" Multo snarled, her eyes turning jet black with red irises. The temperature spiked, making Rouge and Shadow back off.

"Sorry. That tends to happen when I get riled up," Multo apologized, shutting her eyes. As soon as the temperature went back to being cool, she opened her eyes again. "All you three need to know is that the people of Christmas Island are horrible and they must suffer for their crimes," she said coldly, motioning to Orbot and Cubot.

The two robots gulped, carrying a covered wooden box over to Team Dark.

"You're all free to go. Just a little favor, though. Aside from that blueprint, please bring this box to Sonic for me. I won't take no for an answer," Multo requested, gently pushing the two robots forward.

Omega moved to take the box from Orbot and Cubot. But, as he tried to open the lid, Multo wagged a finger at him. "Nope. Sorry, big guy. You can't open that. Sonic's got to be the one to do it," she told him.

"Listen to her, man. Don't make her mad…" Cubot whispered, his voice quavering.

"Just follow her instructions. You don't want to know what happens when she loses her temper," Orbot whispered, visibly trembling.

Omega moved his hand away from the lid and took the box.

"Okay, you three, off you go! Bye!" Multo held up the Doctor's limp hand and waved it at Rouge, Shadow, and Omega.

Backing away slowly, the trio kept their eyes on Multo and the Ghost Badniks behind her as they left. All three of them were rattled. They had no idea what kind of game Multo was playing but, for now, it looked like she was almost playing the role of an ally.

But it didn't change the fact that she had caused a lot of trouble for the people of Christmas Island. And, one way or another, they were going to get to the bottom of this.

"Don't you think frightening Sonic with a box of bones is going a little too far, Ms. Multo?" Orbot asked the ghost hedgehog.

"Oh, I don't want to frighten Sonic." Multo grinned, showing all of her sharp white teeth, as Team Dark exited the factory. "I want to make him mad," she purred.


For those of you who think that Multo's villainy has taken a sudden downturn and that she's crazy for giving up all of Eggman's secrets to Team Dark, I will say this: There is a method to her madness.

Next chapter, heads up, Sonic is going to be pissed.

Until then, read and review!

-GuardianDragon98