Summary: Danger lurks in the digidestined's
future but a certain mischievous being wants to give them a chance they might
not have otherwise had. The digidestined are unknowingly given an opportunity
to prepare for that final battle, in the hope that they won't have to give
their lives in the end.
Author's note: Here is my first digimon
story and I have to thank DawnRising for harassing me and harassing me to write
a digimon story. This story was born was I was scrubbing the kitchen floor,
really I'm not kidding, I don't know how it happened. I was happily (well as
happy as you can be scrubbing a floor) working and out of nowhere I got the
idea for this fic. As of right now I'm not positive what's going to happen but
I can guarantee that all the digidestined will get a chance to shine. I hope
this story is at least a little good, if you like it don't forget to review!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything dealing
with digimon, I do however own Mathall and Syra and I guess I'm just going to
have to be satisfied with them.
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Godly Intervention
Prologue
"This is
a mistake, a very big mistake. How could this happen? It wasn't planned." The
woman turned and swept away from the pool of water to a large wooden table with
only a leather bound book on it. Strands of her long hair, a glossy black that
changed to dark blue, then green and shimmered silver before going back to the
original inky black as the candlelight hit it, fell over her shoulder only to
be pushed forcefully back as the woman flipped quickly through the pages of the
ancient book.
"Nothing!"
she cried as she slammed the large book shut. She placed her palms on the table
and leaned forward taking deep breaths as she tried to calm herself. "Mistake.
This is a huge, gigantic, colossal mistake."
"Sister
dear, I thought goddesses didn't make mistakes."
The voice
was low and masculine with a hint of humour present. The woman knew even before
she turned who would be there; there was no mistaking that individual. She
turned slowly, her constantly shifting hair flaring out behind her. At first
she couldn't spot him, the room's darkness hid his form, the only light came
from the flickering candle beside the pool, but the dark had never been a
problem for her. Her sharp piecing yellow eyes cut through the shadows and she
soon spotted him, he was lazily leaning against the stone wall, his arms
crossed, and a half smile evident on his face. As always she found herself
looking over his appearance. It hadn't changed in ages, yet each time she saw
him she expected something to be different but it never was. It was so like him
to go against what was so common among their kind.
The golden
brown hair hung just past his ears, his eyes, hard to see in the dark but she
knew exactly what they looked like, were a beautiful hazel with flecks of gold
that always seemed to be dancing merrily. Her glance slid over his clothes, a
dark suit, probably the newest fashion of the mortals, clung to his frame. He
could have passed for a human any day. That was part of the problem; of all the
gods he was the only one who broke the rules frequently to walk in the mortal
realm. She knew very well that she, although she had the shape of a mortal,
looked nothing like them, her skin wasn't so much pale as it was luminous in a
way no human could duplicate, her hair with it constantly changing shades and
wavy movement could never be mistaken for human hair, even her clothes were
like nothing every seen in the mortal realm. It was gauzy white yet not
see-through and all the colours of the rainbow ran across it, meeting and
swirling together in a dizzying dance as the gown draped over her shoulders
much like a toga.
"Mathall,"
she greeted, her tone neither welcoming nor unwelcoming. Mathall stepped
forward moving into the light shed by the candle, a cheery grin on his face.
"Syra,
darling, how has the pool watching been going?" his tone, as always, was
slightly sardonic, but held a light overtone.
"Why are
you here?" she asked sharply, ignoring her brother's question. He, however,
didn't even seem to be listening. He was looking around the cave, his nose
slightly scrunched up the smile still firmly in place. Syra knew that
expression far to well, so when the comment came she was expecting it.
"Why do you
choose to work in such dreary surroundings? You could have a nicer place." He
paused a speculative expression on his face before the grin returned in full
force. "I know what would be just perfect."
With a wave of his hand the room was transformed into a gorgeous meadow
with trees ringing it, the pool had turned into a pond in the middle of the
meadow and the table had become a large flat rock with the book on it, the
candle was gone and the bright sunlight poured down.
Syra
sighed, "I like my place as I had it." A flock of birds flew overhead; one
separated and flew over to land on Mathall's shoulder, where he held out a hand
now filled with seeds. The brightly coloured bird pecked away at the seeds, and
briefly sang a simple trill before flying off again.
Seeing that
Mathall wasn't going to fix his little decoration job, she waved her own hand
and watched as the room transformed back into her familiar cave, the only
change being the replacement of the candle with a glowing orb that shed far
more light. "I don't have time for games, something has gone wrong and I need
to fix it." She turned to stomp over to the pool only to stop suddenly as
Mathall stepped in front of her.
"I sure that
nothing can be so drastic. Surely whatever big crisis that is happening was
meant to happen. After all how could it happen if it wasn't meant to have
happened?" He said the words quickly, a grin on his face as he his look down at
his slightly shorter sibling.
Something
in his tone stopped her cold. He couldn't have, she thought desperately.
"You… you…" Her mind searched frantically for the words.
Mathall's
grin widened even more, "Sister what ever are you talking about?" he said
nonchalantly.
"You did
it!" she cried as she pointed an accusing finger at the pool. Mathall didn't
even look a tiny bit guilty as he burst into laughter.
"Of course
I did. Who else would have?"
"But the
Elders. You know the rules, why can't you follow them?" she exclaimed. Mathall,
instead of laughing turned completely serious. The sight of her brother like
that shocked Syra enough that she didn't even resist as she was pulled over to
the pool. Mathall faced her, a very determined look in his face, Syra looked
deep into his eyes, even the dancing sparks of gold has stopped moving in the
seriousness of the situation.
"Syra this
isn't one of my pranks. This is serious. I know what the Elders have ordained
but it can't be allowed to happen. It isn't fair and you know it." His voice
was deep and Syra could have almost called it pleading.
"I can't.
We can't change it, it's the way it has to be." Her eyes slid over to the pool
only to be jerked back as Mathall grasped her arm.
"Please
Syra. Just this once let it happen. The Elder's won't know until it's too late
if you don't tell them. They need this. If you let this happen you know the
future that is written won't have to end for them in such a way. They've done
so much, don't they at least deserve this from us. Just this once let fate be
changed for the better"
"Mathall…"
"Please
Syra."
She
couldn't stand to see her brother like this, without his grin and laughing
eyes. It almost broke her heart. He was her favourite sibling as much as she
tried to deny it. Every time he broke a rule her heart soared for him as he
felt the freedom she could not. He always came to her, none of the other gods
would stand his presence for long and the Elders did not even like to hear his
name mentioned. But she stayed in her cave and both anticipated and regretted
his visits. He had never asked anything of her before which had only
intensified the love she held for him.
She sighed
softly, knowing that she would both regret and rejoice in what she was about to
do.
"Alright
Mathall. Only for you… and them." The tight embrace she found herself in
startled her. Her brother was never so expressive; he hid behind his grins and
jokes, keeping his real self hidden away. She returned the hug, for once not
denying any of the love she felt for her wayward brother.
"Sister
dear you are the best." He said as he released her, his grin was back in full
force and the sparks were dancing again in his eyes. Syra flushed at the
comment and was almost jerked off her feet as her brother dragged her right up
to the pool and pushed her down into a soft white couch that just appeared.
Her brother
plopped down onto the couch next to her and leaned forward, his elbows resting
on the rim of the pool. The bright blue water swirled and twirled, small
splashed of bright metallic colours appearing and disappearing like lightening.
Syra watched her brother looking into the pool; he was one of the few that
could be given the Sight as he looked in the waters but only Syra could control
where that Sight went. So with another little sigh she tucked her ever-changing
hair behind her ear and leaned forward as well. She might as well enjoy the
show.
Oh you
poor digidestined, I hope you know that in the end this will only make you
stronger and the fate written in the Book need never come to pass. He may have
caused great trouble by releasing the Beast but I am sure that you all will be
able to deal with it. The Beast is powerful but he can be beat and the
knowledge gained from this challenge will aid you much later on. I only hope
that that aid will be enough, for Mathall's sake.
A
gentle smile graced her face and she stared into the pool watching the vision
that opened up before her.
I do
believe he has fallen in love with all of you. Yet another rule broken but I
can't say I blame him, such a strange group of people yet their differences
only make them stronger. I pray that this challenge will bind them tighter
together; the Beast will try to tear them apart but if they can defeat it they
will have the tools needed to face that last evil. Oh Mathall, you are so
right, they deserve this chance. Damn the Elders to the pits for I won't stop
this. You always were to smart for your own good and too headstrong to let any
one forget it. Good luck digidestined, although I can't see how you'll need it
with Mathall on your side.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
It awoke in the far nether regions. Something was
different it noted, then it realized and let lose a roar of joy. It was free.
Finally after so many years chained it had freedom once more. Its form was
solid but with a jerk it realized that its freedom was not complete. It was
stuck within this realm, and it hated it. Urges called for it to move from
realm to realm, it was what it did. Feeding off the chaos and mayhem in each
realm before spreading it to the next. It's lip curled and then froze as it
sensed a realm movement. The joy returned. There were realm movers here. Perfect,
it thought. It could use them to break the last pitiful chain that still clung
to it. It shifted, about to move towards the solitary realm mover when it froze
once again.
More realm movers, it thought. That wasn't so good.
It was sure that such realm movers would not be defenceless, yet it knew it
could take one alone but it did not wish to face them as a group. It would stay
hidden in this place and work its magic from here, it would drive a wedge in
the group until they were once more alone and became an easy capture. It
crouched back; its first move would have to be to block the realm movers from
leaving this realm and going where it could not find them. It gathered its
strength and sent out testing tendrils, closing the way out of the realm. With
a whimper it crouched down even farther, the task had been difficult and its
strength was depleted, it would need to rest before it could begin. The realm
movers would have a small reprieve but soon the last chain binding it would be
removed and its freedom would soon be returned.
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Mathall leaned over to Syra, not taking his eyes from
the pool. "It's beginning," he said softly. Syra nodded in reply, never moving
her eyes from the pool as she followed what was being unfolded.
Chapter 1
Davis
grinned, spinning around to face the rest of the kids. Yolie was in deep
discussion with Sora and Mimi, Joe, Izzy and Cody were having debate about some
of the quirks discovered in the digital world, and Tai and Matt were arguing
over which comic was better, Superman or Batman, both T.k and Kari were
watching their brothers with smiles and shakes of their heads to show how
ridiculous they found their argument. Davis shot a glance over at Ken who was
standing only few feet away; he had a small smile on his face as he watched the
digidestined. Ken didn't normally join in with everybody else, he was still a
little shy around the other digidestined but Davis had made it his goal to get
Ken immersed in with the rest of the group, which made today an even greater
idea.
"Hey guys,
how does this place look for the picnic?" The meadow was fairly large but there
were some trees nearby to lend some shade, and not far away a small stream
trickled through a stony channel, all in all it was a perfect place for a
picnic. A chorus of agreement came from everybody else in response to Davis's
question. Davis nodded his head and slung his backpack off, "Great, let's get
settled in and wait for the digimon to get here."
A flurry of
movement resulted as the digidestined set up the picnic. Kari had brought a
nice soft blanket for everybody to sit on and T.K was helping her spread it
out. Yolie, Sora, Mimi, Cody and Joe were digging around in the various
backpacks to pull out all the food the group had brought. Izzy, being Izzy, had
pulled out his handy laptop and had it playing various songs as everybody got
to work. Matt and Tai, still arguing, this time about which were better, roller
blades or skateboards, were walking over to the stream to fill some of their
bottles they had emptied on the hike to this spot. Davis, with Ken in tow,
decided to go check out the nearby area and see if their digimon were anywhere
around.
The two
boys moved through the woods calling out for their digimon. Various bushes
rustled as other digimon moved through out the woods but none bothered the two
children. Since the defeat of MaloMyotismon the digital world had been as
peaceful as it could be. At first the digidestined had been surprised by the
discovery that they were still able to move freely into the digital world but
they had taken full advantage of it, often coming to visit with their digimon
and just to relax in the beauty of the digital world. Mimi's visit from America
had been the perfect excuse for a picnic and the digidestined had jumped at it,
after a day's worth of planning they had gathered the food together and packed
what they thought they might need and headed out for the digital world. It was
still fairly early, the sun was high up in the sky and the day was as perfect
as a day could be when one wished to picnic.
Ken walked
at Davis's side as the two searched the woods. The goggled boy was much more
enthusiastic as he yelled for Veemon, he was practically bouncing as he walked.
Ken sometimes found himself wondering how they had happened to become such
great friends. Davis's boundless energy defied the laws of physics, how anybody
could exert that much emotion and not burn out was a mystery to Ken, of course
Tai was a lot like Davis but even he didn't go to the extremes of the younger brunette.
Ken watched as Davis ran ahead, and shook his head in mock exasperation as they
other boy yelled at him to hurry up, however the matter of Ken's speed soon
became a moot point as a bright blue blur shot towards Davis.
"Veemon!"
"Davis!"
The rookie
tackled Davis, almost knocking him down. Ken grinned as Davis grabbed the
little digimon and swung him around.
"Hey buddy,
I missed you. How's things been going? Are the others nearby?" Davis
questioned, a huge smile on his face as he was reunited with his partner.
Before Veemon could answer the bushes rustled and out popped Wormmon.
The small digimon was panting like he had just run a
marathon but he was still able to happily cry out Ken's name as he spotted his
partner.
"Hey Wormmon." Ken picked his digimon up, although with
nowhere as much exuberance as Davis. It just wasn't in Ken's nature to let his
emotions be so evident, but he let Wormmon know in his own way how much he
adored him, and for Wormmon it was more than enough, he wouldn't change Ken for
all the chocolate in the world.
Wormmon wasn't huffing quite so much any more and he
took a second to cast an annoyed look over at the digimon standing beside
Davis. "You said you'd wait for me?"
Veemon looked abashed, "Sorry," he mumbled. "I just got
so excited about seeing Davis I got a bit carried away." He flashed Wormmon a
quick grin. "Forgive me?" Wormmon smiled back, he had never been one to hold a
grudge.
"Hey guys, what about the rest of the digimon?" Davis
asked.
Veemon grinned up at his buddy, "Oh Gabumon said he
could smell the others so they went on ahead while we came to meet you."
"Wow, you passed up on the food just so you could meet
me, what a pal."
Veemon looked horrified, "Food! Gabumon didn't mention
anything about food."
Davis and Veemon both shared a glance and without
further words they bolted towards the picnic, Davis grasping Ken's wrist and
dragging him along. Ken clung tightly to Wormmon as he tried to keep up with
the bottomless pit known as Davis.
Back at the picnic site the rest of the group had just
gotten settled in when a gang of digimon burst out of the forest. The meadow
resounded with happy cries as the two groups ran to meet each other. An orange
dinosaur type was in front of the other digimon and was the first to meet with
his partner, with the rest close behind.
"Tai!"
"Agumon!
How's it been?"
"Gabumon."
"Matt."
"Palmon!
What have you done to your hair?"
"Oh
Mimi."
"Sora!"
"Biyomon,
I've missed you."
"Hello
Armadillomon."
"Hiya
Cody."
"Hello
Yolie."
"How's it
going Hawkmon?"
"Hey Joe!
Knock knock?"
"Gomamon…"
"Izzy!"
"Tentomon! Great, I want you to see this new screensaver I got."
"T.K!"
"Hey
buddy!"
"Gatomon.
You're looking well."
"So are
you Kari."
Laughter
filled the meadow as the digimon and digidestined mingled. Patamon perched on
T.K's hat and was regaling him with Veemon's latest scheme to get Gatomon's
attention (which of course Gatomon knew nothing about.) Izzy had dragged
Tentomon over to his laptop, while Joe was vainly trying to stop Gomamon from
telling him more jokes. Kari and Gatomon, with Sora and Biyomon had walked back
to the blanket talking with their digimon. Yolie was telling Hawkmon about this
cute guy she had seen while Cody stood nearby and had a quiet conversation with
Armadillomon. Matt and Gabumon had wondered off to sit by the stream although
they weren't talking much they seemed to be enjoying each other's company. Mimi
was dragging Palmon over to her bag saying something about a new fashion
magazine. Tai and Agumon were engaged in a wrestling match and were rolling
around in the grass. Yet everything froze as Davis came barging into the
clearing, Veemon at his side and Ken being towed behind.
Davis didn't take much notice of what everybody else
was doing, his attention was riveted on the food laid out around the blanket,
he skidded to halt at the edge of the pale blue blanket, dropping Ken's wrist.
Ken slumped to the ground taking deep breaths and finally releasing his firm
grasp on Wormmon. Davis, with a huge grin, glanced around, seeming a bit
mystified why everybody wasn't already eating but he wasn't going to look a
gift horse it the mouth. Veemon bounced at his side, never moving his gaze from
the food. "Come on, this food is getting any better sitting here!" he yelled,
dropping down on to the blanket and commenced to pig out, Veemon right behind
him.
The rest of the digidestined laughed and gathered round
the food, not wanting to give Davis the chance to eat it all before they could
get some.
The day passed fairly quickly; between battles
involving Tai and Davis over who could eat the most, fashion tips from Mimi and
a tiring game of digi-tag with the digimon, the day practically flew by. The
sun was getting low in the horizon when the digidestined decided it was time to
pack up and head home. Kari bundled up her blanket while everybody else
gathered together the leftover food and spread it out between backpacks so that
nobody would be carrying too much. Then accompanied by their digimon they
headed out towards the nearest digiport.
They reached the digiport in under a half-an-hour. It
was perched on a ledge, a steep path leading up to it. Tai looked up at the
small T.V seated on the ledge. "Guys I don't think we can all fit up there," he
glanced around at the assembled group. "I guess two people will have to wait
down here, and two more can wait on the path for some people to go through."
"I'll
wait down here," Izzy offered.
"Me too,"
Joe said.
"Ok,
great, and me and Matt will wait on the path," Tai said with a grin.
"Gee
thanks for volunteering me Tai," Matt said sarcastically. Tai only grinned at
Matt, before he grabbed him and pulled him to the side so that everybody else
could go on up. Davis led the way with Ken behind him, followed by T.K and
Kari. Sora and Mimi were only a step behind the brown haired girl. Yolie and
Cody were waiting for Davis to reach the top before they started up.
Davis reached the ledge and turned to see how everybody
else was doing, Yolie and Cody had started up leaving just Tai, Matt, Joe and
Izzy at the bottom. He offered a hand
to Ken to help him up and yelled down the hill. "Hey guys, I'm opening the
digiport." He turned to face to T.V and whipped out his blue D-3, "Digiport
open!"
Nothing happened. The T.V didn't even flicker, in fact
nothing changed at all. Davis shot an amazed glace at his D-3, and then looked
at the T.V. "Digiport open!" he yelled again. Still nothing happened and Davis
shook his digivice.
"Davis
what's wrong?" Ken asked, just as T.K reached the top.
"Hey
Davis, what are you waiting for? Open the gate." T.K said as he spotted the
goggled boy just standing in front of the digiport.
"I
can't!" Davis said in amazement.
"What?"
Kari said as she too reached the top. Kari, T.K and Ken, crowded around Davis.
"Step
back you guys, I'll give it a try," T.K said. Davis looked a little disgruntled
but did as T.K said, stepping to one side with Ken while Kari stepped to the
other side.
Davis leaned over the cliff, "Hey you guys wait there,
something's wrong with the digiport." Sora and Mimi, who were a little in front
of Cody and Yolie, stopped. Matt and Tai, who had just started up the steep
path, paused and looked up at Davis.
Davis backed away from the cliff to watch T.K. T.K was
holding his green digivice out but was getting no response from the television.
Patamon was balanced on his head.
"What's
wrong up there?" Matt yelled.
Ken
looked over the edge. "The digiport won't open," he replied. Wormmon squirmed
in his arms as shocked expression ran across all the digidestined faces.
T.K
looked over at Kari, "Do you think the T.V is broken?" Kari shrugged but there
was a pensive expression on her face, Gatomon as well was looking thoughtful.
That was
the last thing T.K saw as the world suddenly started spinning, everything
fading to black, bringing with it a type of power that breathed out anger and
hate. The only thing that didn't seem to be spreading anger and hate was the
hand grasping his own.
Davis let out a choked gasp as T.K suddenly started
fading, a lunge from Kari captured his hand and without a sound both the
digidestined of light and hope, as well as their digimon, were gone. Davis spun
around. "Ken!" he yelled as he saw his friend start to fade, he tackle the boy
in hopes to stop him but he soon found himself spinning through the darkness
with only Ken to hold on to.
Sora and
Mimi heard the startled yell from Davis and with a glance at each other they
started up to the ledge, Biyomon and Palmon at their sides. Holding hands, they
helped to pull each other up the path quicker. Mimi let out as shriek as she
felt herself falling into the darkness and clung all the tighter to Sora's
hand.
Yolie and Cody watched in shock as the two girls and
digimon in front of them faded from sight. But their shock didn't have time to
last long as they too felt the darkness gathering around them. Yolie let out a
yelp, and cast about in fear, feeling her hand catch on some clothing she clung
on tightly not wanting to let go of the only solid thing she could feel.
Matt and Tai ran up the hill as fast as they could
trying to reach their rapidly disappearing companions but they weren't even
close when Yolie, Cody, Hawkmon, and Armadillomon disappeared from view. Tai
swore loudly as he saw them fade, the feeling of falling and darkness was
coming on him and he was slammed to the ground from a tackle from Matt. But it
didn't stop the two boys and their digimon from vanishing.
"Oh no!'
Joe yelled. Izzy stood still, his mouth hanging open, Tentomon fluttered at his
side.
"This
looks like trouble," Gomamon pointed out. But it was too late as Izzy grabbed
Joe and the last group of digidestined and digimon faded from view leaving only
silence behind them.
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The beast
hissed in fury. Its attempt to separate the realm movers had failed. It was bad
enough it could not find a way to divide them from their partners, but to leave
them still with each other was unacceptable. Its dark eyes swept across the
cave, seeing much more than just dank walls. Its hisses calmed a little as it
took in the situation.
The realm
movers were separated just not completely separated. The groups were much
smaller now; perhaps with a little bit of work it could get them to separate
themselves. The move to break them up physically had taken a toll, alerting it
to the fact that its power was not unlimited, and with them so far spread it
would be impossible for it to do it again. But subtle means could work just as
well, after all it had started wars using such means, surely it could separate
a few lousy realm movers.
Its hissing
stopped as it contemplated everything that had happened and what could happen.
In its time chained it had learned much and was no longer the mindless beast it
had been when the godly beings had shackled it. It would not be stopped this
time; the power granted to the realm movers would be its. With all of them it
need not even seek more energy, it would take them and absorb the power gained
from crossing the realms, then the Beast would like to see the godly beings try
to stop it.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"It's not what
it used to be," Syra said softly, her eyes trained in the pool. Out of the
corner of her eye she caught a slow nod from Mathall. "It may be to powerful
for even them and we can't interfere." She said speaking of the one Law. The
Law that had been in being long before even the Elders were created. The Law
that stated once a Quest was began between the forces of good and evil none
could interfere, it was the one law that even Mathall would not break, in fact
he could not break it. His very being would rebel from such a command. Which
was why he had had to convince Syra to not prevent the Beast from engaging the
digidestined and therefore beginning the Quest. But now, even if someone did
discover the change they could do nothing. The Book was changing, and for now
the future was unwritten.
"They will succeed," Mathall said quietly. Even though
the discovery that the Beast had grown and changed in his time as a captive,
Mathall was certain the digidestined would succeed. It wasn't like he had had a
choice, the only creature that could have prepared them and give them the Gift
was the Beast.
Mathall's hands griped the edge of the pool, more was
at stake then ever before. The Beast should have been easy to defeat, it had never
been known for its quick thinking only its brute strength. But like most
creatures of time it could be extremely intelligent if it chose to think things
through. If the digidestined failed, their lives would be the forfeit and in
the years to come the world would be plunged into darkness with the Beast free
again, but that was not the real danger. If the digidestined were not there to
face that final evil much more than the world would be in danger.
He sighed softly. I wish you luck, dear
digidestined, for what it may be worth. And I trust in you, you will succeed,
you always do, that's what makes you so special.
A gentle hand clasped his, and he glanced down to look
at the luminous hand covering his own, sending waves of love and assurance.
"Fear not brother, they will be victorious. And because of you they will have
the chance they deserve."
With a
lightened heart he looked back to the pool.
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There it is, I hope it was good, I guess I just going to
have to wait for the review to find out. I finished off the prologue and
chapter 1 in less than 3 days so I hope I'll be able to get the next chapter
out soon. If I get lots of reviews I'll work double time on it, so don't forget
to review!!!