Disclaimer: I'm not making anymore. One in a story is enough. If someone tells me otherwise, I'll change it, but if not, this'll be the last time you see the word 'disclaimer' in this fic.

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            Jetrin shook his head as he followed the "damsel in distress" that he had just saved. As the town began to loom taller in his vision, he called out to her.

            "So, tell me, how did you get into that bit of trouble back there. Just wondering seeing as I'm you're savior and all… uhh… what was your name again?"

            She looked back at him with a disbelieving expression. Jetrin wondered what was so strange about the question she asked when she responded.

            "I just told you not too long ago what my name was! How in the Light did you forget it in such short time! What are you, an idiot or something?" Havin said all this, she faced forward again.

            Hey now, that's a little harsh there, Jetrin thought to himself. Some people just can't seem to be very bloody polite, can they.

            "Well, no, I'm not an idiot," he replied politely, wanting her to be embarrassed at the contrast between her tone and his own. Continuing in that tone, he said, "However, I'm not very good at remembering names. If you'll just refresh my memory, please."

            If she noticed the difference in their tones, her words didn't show it.

            "My name is Meria al'Derin, try to remember it for more than a few moments, all right Jetrin Guntis. I remembered your name, try and do the same."

            Bloody girl. Burn her if I saved her in order to be made fun of. Next time I see someone attacked by bandits I'll remember this and just pass them by!

            Wanting to make conversation, he began to ask questions.

            "So…" Name! What's her name! Think burn you, think! "…Meria, tell me, do you live in the town up ahead?"

            Meria stopped and looked back at him. Jetrin stopped too, in order to keep from running into her. She opened her mouth and was about to speak when…

            "HEY!!! HEY THERE!!! IS THAT YOU MERIA?!?"

            Jetrin looked about confused for the phantom voice. Unfortunately, quick movements and heavy packs don't go well together, as Jetrin soon found out.

            "Ugh," he choked out as his pack swung wildly, with the straps attempting to choke him. This is not good! And not good was right, since the now unbalanced pack began to pull him downward. AHHH!!! I'm falling!! BLOOD AND BLO— His curse went unthought as he finally encountered the ground. His had two thoughts on his mind, or maybe three, if OWWW!!! constitutes a thought. The other thoughts he had were I hope my gun is ok, and the second was hey, up in the sky. It's a bird, no, it's a plant, no wait it's a…

            "HEY THERE BOY, ARE YOU OK?"

            …person on a wall. Giving a small wave to the white haired old man on the wall, Jetrin slipped his pack off his shoulders and got up. After dusting himself off, he searched for his companion… who was currently laughing so hard she was doubled over.

            "HAHAHAHAHAHA," was what she sounded like, only much more boisterous and… laugh sounding (I can't think of a word to use). Jetrin gave her a dirty look she didn't notice since she was apparently trying to suffocate herself. Her face was getting pretty red by now… If she dies laughing at least I'll get her for making fun of me. No wait, forget that, there's no bloody way someone's going to die laughing at my expense.

           

            Ignoring the hysterically laughing Meria, he yelled up to the person on the wall.

            "I'M ALRIGHT. AND YES, THIS MAD PERSON HERE IS NAMED MERIA. ONE QUESTION THOUGH…"

            The person on the wall considered for a moment, then deciding a question would be alright, he responded by saying, "GO AHEAD AND ASK"

            "WHY ARE WE SHOUTING? YOU'RE NOT THAT FAR AWAY!"

            The sentry looked abashed, as well he should have. The wall was only about fifteen feet high. You could comfortably speak at that distance without shouting quite as loudly as those two were a minute before.

            "Well, we don't really get many people outside the wall, and I thought I had to shout to get you to hear me."

            Well… looks like I've arrived in the village of idiots. Wonder what they're village idiot is like.

            Shaking away those thoughts, Jetrin lifted his pack off the ground and onto his shoulders. Looking sideways to check on Meria, he saw she was now merely wheezing instead of laughing. Next, he called back up to the sentry.

            "Tell me, how do I get into you're little town here? I want a place to rest, and I've just rescued one of your townsfolk here from bandits. I'm tired, so let me in."

            The sentry thought for a few moments, then he replied, "The entrance is on the other side. Just walk around, you can't miss it."

            He has got to be kidding. Dear, dear Light, please let him be kidding… Looking at the serious expression on the sentry's face, he could see that it was the honest-to-goodness, Light forsaken truth. Jetrin, after walking all the way to this town had to know walk around it… In the blazing hot sun… with dust everywhere… and a red faced woman who looked just about ready to burst out laughing everytime she looked at him. Just bloody wonderful.

            With a dark expression on his face, he fixed the sentry with a cold glare. Calmly, yet coldly, he asked the sentry, "Could you at least tell me the name of this town?" I wonder what the name of a Light forsaken town in the Pit of Doom could be?

            "Welcome to Edmonds Field, in the Two Rivers," the sentry replied cheerily.

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Thank you people who reviewed. As for those who didn't… did you know that that's just plain wrong? It's like going to a movie without paying for it. Reviewing isn't just a privilege, it's the law.

Now… time to respond:

ElfIcarrii- Thirteen? We're are you getting you're numbers from? I got the latest one that's out in hardcover, and that's number ten, Crossroads of Twilight. If there are thirteen out, I'm really out of the loop.

Ranma-41- The timeline I chose is somewhere in the beginning of Lord of Chaos, when Perrin left the Two Rivers. At the very least, it takes place during or just after Lord of Chaos, I'm not sure yet. Everything will develop eventually, just wait and see.

Well, there you go. I finally got ch.2 up. It's only been what, a month? Not that long. What, you want me to update faster? Well… maybe maybe not… it all depends really. On what, you ask? On whether I feel like writing. Sometimes the mood strikes me and sometimes it don't. *shrug* whatever. Anyway, as I go along with my story, I don't think that any of the WOT characters will make an appearance, so if you're reading this just for them, forget about it. Anyway, this is the Inferno, signing off.