Review this or I will hunt you down and kill you. Seriously, I'm one of those people who needs to be told they're doing a good job. And you wouldn't want to hurt my feelings, would you? Would you? Well, anyway, enjoy.





Juno walked slowly back to the center of the village. The "place of peace" had become a smoldering wreck. Tribal and Drone bodies littered the ground. There were Tribals tending the wounded, and others crying over the bodies of loved ones. Juno might have been doing the same, if his mind were not so disoriented.

As he reached the center, he stopped. Jeff was there, rubbing his head. Vela and Nova were talking softly. All motion stopped when they saw what Juno had in his hands.

"Oh my God…" said Vela in a barely audible voice. She began to softly cry, and Nova held her close against him, although he was close to tears himself. Jeff just stood and watched sadly. The King of Tribals had been through a lot more than any of them. He had witnessed such moments many times before.

"Put him down, Juno," Jeff said softly.

"No," said Juno, in an even softer voice. "If… if I do, I… I'm afraid I won't be able to pick him up again."

A few minutes later, after they had recovered somewhat, they began to talk.

"Where's Castor?" Juno asked, breaking the long silence.

"He stayed behind to guard the evil bitch," answered Nova. "We couldn't very well have brought her here."

"Point taken. But 'evil bitch?'"

"She won't even tell us her name. Hence, evil bitch."

"Ah."

"Stop avoiding it!" Jeff snapped. All eyes turned to him, the King who was half the size of the rest of them.

"You must go after my brother."

"You're right," said Juno dejectedly. "We will leave as soon as possible. But tell me, Jeff- why was Barry acting so different?"

"Yeah!" said Vela, jumping in. "Before, he was a kind, sweet Tribal like yourself, and then he was like a crazed madman! Did you see the look in his eyes?"

"Well, I was unconscious for the majority of the time."

"Oh."

"It's almost as if…" Nova started, and was finished by Jeff:

"…He had a split personality."

"How did you…?" Nova began.

"I've known about it for a while now. Barry was jealous of my being King, and him always being second best. He developed a split personality. One was Barry, the kind Tribal you knew. What you just saw was not Barry; it was Mizar. Two separate people living in the same body."

"Well, that explains a lot," said Juno. He looked at the rest of them. "Due to this new development, we know Barry is not responsible for his actions. When we get up there, we will subdue him at all costs, but only kill him if we have no other choice. Are we all agreed?"

The rest slowly nodded their heads, grudginly agreeing to Juno's half-orders, half-request.

"Then let's go."

"Wait!" called Jeff, as they turned to leave. "I'm coming with you."

"Jeff… this is hardly-" Juno began.

"He is my brother. I am the only family he has left. I am coming, whether you like it or not."

Juno sighed deeply.

"Alright. You're right, Jeff." He looked around at the others in the group. They had determine etched across their faces. They were ready.

"Let's get up there and kick his furry little ass."




Okay, maybe the end line wasn't as good as I'd thought. Stay tuned for more.