Disclaimer: I don't own Pokemon or anything related to it. I do not own the Song; Save Yourself by Stabbing Westward or My Last Breath by Creed. I do however own Rally and Damon. So beware if you steal.

Shinigami: What can you do to them? Throw a book at em?

Shut up you.... anyways, I stress the PG-13 warning. Violence abounds in this chapter. No death. Well, not described, somewhat implied. And a bit on the language side. So if you don't like vulgar/curse words, don't read. Aaaaannnd... some implied fluff. No, not citrus. ::runs from the hoards that threaten to chase her down:: HEeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeelp!

Shinigami: .... On with the fic.

..... if I really had been in trouble, you wouldn't have saved me... ::kicks Shinigami to the end of the fic:: anyways, I'm doing the chapter titles in the story from now on due to the thing cutting off the tittles for me if they become too long.

Chapter Three: Overcasted by Shadows

-' I know your life is empty
And you hate to face this world alone
So you're searching for an angel
Someone who can make you whole
I can not save you
I can't even save myself
So just save yourself '-

"My... god." Misty stammered out as the boys came out of the gym behind her. The sight that met their eyes was enough to make Red want to swear off battling for a good year or more. It made Brock frown and another side (other than the 'try to pick a girl up') was shown as he wasn't about to let a monster like this get away with attacking innocents. Meanwhile Misty just wanted it out of her city.

But that's easier said than done, because nothing make's a Tyranitar, Dragonite and a collosal Steelix move untill they want too. Yey you can't exactly leave three pokemon alone when they're terrorizing a city. Or ask them politely to leave. No. You'd have to try and force them to leave.

"Misty, you take the Tyranitar. Brock, the Dragonite. That leaves me with silver over there." Red told them, and then headed off after the Steelix as the giant iron snake started to crash through buildings as it headed away from the gym. As if sensing a plan of attack was coming, the Dragonite took to the air while the Tyranitar started to charge the humans that didn't try to run like all of the citizens were doing.

"Misty, you stay safe." Brock told her and then pulled out a pokeball and threw it up into the air. The sphere exploded in a burst of golden light and took the form of a large dragon like pokemon. Grey rock like scales adorned it's hide while bat like wings pumped up and down steadily. "Aero! Dact! Aeeerooo!" The Aerodactyl cried out before it swooped down just long enough for Brock to jump on, then headed after the target Brock was pointing at. Leaving Misty alone to face the war path raging Tyranitar alone. Or so it looked.

Follwoing Brock's example, Misty pulled out a pokeball and maximized it before giving the sphere a small kiss, then hurled it forward. "Dewgong I choose you!" Came her call as the pokeball mimicked Brock's and exploded with light, sending out a bright beam that quickly formed the white sea lion. Giving a harsh bark, the Water/Ice type pushed himself up with his flippers while his tail smacked against the rubble behind him. "Ice Beam!" Misty commanded and the sea lion did as his master bade, calling his name out in a series of barks, he drew himself up and then tossed his head down. A ball of neon blue and brilliant white formed infront of his horn. Then it stretched and tore through the air, heading directly at the careless Tyranitar.

The dark rock monster didn't even try to evade as the ice attack hit home. Not even slowing it down as the creature kept tearing a way towards Misty, and only then did she realize something was apparently wrong with these pokemon. They couldn't be wild. And there was no trainer around. Nor would a person be stupid enough to order their pokemon to destroy a city around themselves.

"RaaaniTAR!" The dinosaur like pokemon roared as it drew level with the Dewgong with speed that shocked both Misty and her pokemon. With little warning it's left arm was drawn back and sent into the Dewgong. Yelping in pain, the water/ice type was sent flying. Smacking into rubble, the street and finaly skidded to a halt at Misty's feet. Purple/red blood flowed freely from several large cuts and gashes on it's hide while the creature breathed in and out slowly.

With holding tears at the sight of her badly injured pokemon; Misty recalled him and sent out another as the Tyranitar returned it's focus souly on her. "Cyan, I choose you!" Called out Misty as she threw a second pokeball out infront of her. This time a red/white beam erupted from the sphere and crashed into the ground giving a silent explosion of light that shattered, seemingly melted away from a fully grown bull Lapras.

"Praaaslaa!" The water reptile sang out, yet still managed to look serious with his eyes narrowed and neck bowed; letting him come eye level with the charging Tyranitar. The Pokemon could feel something was off with this pokemon, and as his master commanded him to use a Bubble Beam, the Lapras couldn't place what felt wrong with this Tyranitar as it seemed to act like an anamatron, almost as if it held no soul inside it's body....

A shiver went down the pokemon's spine. And he knew it wasn't from the early evening breeze.

"Let me get this straight," Gary started. Voice soundly strangely calm when the underling grunts knew otherwise. "You're telling me her Espeon got away?"

A stammered yes came from the two lackies infront of him, and Gary only shook his head in disgust before pulling a pokeball off from his belt. "Unbelievable. Of all the times for bad luck to happen, it happens in bucket loads today." Then with little warning, he tossed the pokeball forward releasing one of the very first pokemon turned into a Shadow Monster.

The two gasped and grabbed onto eachother, fearing they knew what was about to happen next. Standing erect on two powerful looking dark cream colored hind legs, while a tail of dark lavender swished back and forth behind him much like that of an agrevated cat's, two thin yet deceptively powerful front limbs lay slack at it's side as the head was bowed while the eyes were closed. A tubelike growth of flesh connected to the back of the head and to the nape of his thin neck as fur covered, thinnly skinned bone armor protected his upper chest and shoulders. A soft and slow movement from his chest was the only way to tell that the pokemon was still alive.

"Mewtwo," Gary started. The pokemon's eyes snapped open, alert. Deadly, cold and instead of the dark blue violet they should have been; an inferno of red and gold. "Take care of these two." And Gary snapped his fingers.

Now, most pokemon would not attack humans. And even under the guidance of Team Magma, Aqua and the Rocket's, the attacks they used would never kill a human. Harm and maim yes, but never kill. Shadow pokemon are different. They aren't inhibated by emotions. They are next to nothing in their ruthless rampages. Only the 'trainer' was safe from harm. It was something that had been burned into them. They would kill anything else; even another shadow pokemon. But not lay a finger on the 'trainer'.

Now, when you take the strongest pokemon there ever was. And brainwash him like others, turning him from a somewhat peaceful creature into a souless, mindless killing machine. His eyes grew slightly wider while the inky slits of pupiles dialated. With a mute roar of feral fury, the pokemon attacked the two hapless lackies.

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I know that you've been damaged
Your soul has suffered such abuse
But I am not your savior
I am just as fucked as you
I am just as fucked as you
I can not save you
I can't even save myself
So just save yourself

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"Seth?"

Ryan's query went un answered as Seth ignored it, only rolling over onto his side and grumbling under his breath. "You could be a little more socialable." Seth chose not to answer this and Ryan gave a soft shake of her head. Melody decided if Seth didn't want her trainer's attempt to lavish him with attention, she'd take it.

"Bay. Baylay." Melody hummed out as she walked over to where Ryan sat on the ground, butting her head gently against the human's side. Ryan gave a small laugh as she started to pet the grass type, letting her fingers smooth out the slowly healing pebbled scaled hide.

"Seth," Ryan began again. Getting the same responce as last time. Which of course was nothing. "I was wanting to know something... what... what was wrong with that Gyarados? And the other three?"

Seth pushed himself up long enough to level a stern looking glare like look at Ryan. "One; you don't need to know. And two: That is none of your buisness." At that, he dropped back down onto the ground, giving Ryan the cold shoulder as he tuned her out, trying to get some rest.

Ryan gripped her slightly messed up pigtail, only slightly happy that the hair band had held, preventing most of the twigs and leaves to make a nest in her hair. But that didn't save all of it, as the top of her head had collected quite a few stubborn leaves. With absent minded fingers, she pulled at the end of the pigtail, chewing on her lower lip.

Melody rubbed her head against Ryan's hands, getting the human from turning in on herself with worried thoughts about the pokemon, her family and everything else. Slowly, Ryan focused on Melody, drawing the pokemon into a hug and leaned her head against the grass type. "Thanks." Whispered Ryan, and she hugged the pokemon a little tighter for a few seconds.

And in the forest not far off, a lone bug pokemon started to chirup softly.

- - - - - - -

Please don't take pity on me

My life has been a nightmare
My soul is fractured to the bone
And if I must be lonely, I think I'd rather be alone
I think I'd rather be alone

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It was swiftly turning ever darker. And Brock, Red and Misty were having troubles enough fighting the nearly and mostly unstopable pokemon that had destroyed over half of Cerulean City. Countless had been injured, were missing or worse; presumed dead. The gym and a radius of ten blocks around it were gone. All that was left now was a gigantic, smoldering crater. And in the center of it, stood the three humans as they had no other place to retreat to while the ruthless pokemon advanced slowly but surely.

"I'm scared." Misty murmured, light blue eyes sparkled from with held tears at their hopeless situation. Brock frowned, and pulled Misty into a brotherly embrace which he mimicked on Red. "Hey, we've been in worse scrapes." He scolded them, trying to keep the edge of his own fear out of his voice.

"Brock," Red began, ebony eyes casting a forlorn look about them. "We're screwed. No if's, ands or buts about it." Brock only resisted the urge to say that he had been trying to make Misty feel better when a sharp and peircing cry tore the night sky, and several forms blocked out the starlight for several moments before moving on.

"Wha?" Red was able to get out past his shock, voicing the other two thoughts perfectly untill the shapes revealed themselves. "Raaaaaeee!" The larger blue and silver form cawed out in a high pitched squeal nearly. The bird like Dragon turned his head, red eyes large and expressive as he and the smaller Latios and Latias moved forward to the humans. Giving them no time to react as they grabbed them. Grabbing the other two Lati's mentally, the larger and older Latios turned upwards at a sharp angle and blasted off as he held the larger of the humans tightly in his grasp. Several Hyperbeams tore after them, but with a shimmer, an illusion was thrown over the area that multiple Latios and Latias were escaping in all direction, causing the dark monster trio to start attacking one another in rage and confusion.

"Whhoooo-Hoo!" Red exclaimed as they soon left the city in the far horizon, he looked about him in wonder while taking in the sight of the three bird like psychic/dragon's. Misty on the other hand kept her eyes clenched shut and let out a wailing moan. She'd never liked heights. Not if she could see how far away the ground was. Brock meanwhile was studying the Latios since he'd never gotten to get this close to one before.

After several minutes of flight (but to Misty it was an eternity in hell), Latios slowly started to decend. The landing place as clear as day to them, but unseen by their charges. A shriek escaped Misty and she started to thrash about for a few moments untill the Latios that held her used some of his weak psychic ability, freezing her body long enough for the pair to reach the ground where upon he dropped her (quite literaly too), gasping for breath, Misty shook her head swiftly several times and then glowered at the small Latios, but he ignored it. The larger Latios placed Brock down and soon afterwards the Latias had let Red go and the trio floated above the humans for a few seconds before taking to the skies once more.

"What in the world is going on." Red demanded while crossing his arms infront of his chest. "Something pretty bad," Misty started, "if they came all the way from Altomare to save us. But how did they know?"

"They know, because they are guardians."

All three screamed and whirled around, Misty gasped and pointed a hand at the shadow that seemed to have formed from nothingness behind them. "Who are you!?" Red demanded as he took a step forward.

The shadowed figure snorted. "I could ask the same of you. And I thought those three said they'd bring three of these 'Light Champions'." Another snort and he stepped out of the shadows, revealing himself to have short and slightly ragged dark brown hair. Deep crimson eyes took in the two teenagers and one young 'adult' that stood infront of him. His skin sported a light yet evident tan as a few freckles adorned his face. Nothing made him stand out really, aside from how tall he was (pushing seven feet easy).

"Who told you this?" Brock asked, curious. The nameless person rolled his brilliantly bright red eyes as they flashed annoyance. "As I said a moment ago; those three. I meant, those dragon birds that hauled your collective arses here." Red looked confused a moment, and then realization dawned on him like a new day.

"I know who you are! You're from Team Elements!"

"From? My dear boy, I made Team Elements. And I wanted to know what has happened... to an aquantence of mine." The twenty something year old said. "All I know was the last time I had her cornered, she said she had a job to do, for a ... red friend of hers. Last time I heard of, from or even saw her was over eight months ago."

"Ooh, is she your girlfriend?" Brock asked, curious as to the knowledge of what the girl looked like while both Red and Misty didn't know wether to laugh, look shocked or try to edge away from the situation as the leader of a gang that Team Aqua and Magma left alone glared openly at Brock, lightning almost flying from his gaze. "No. And no, she is not available. She's my rival alone."

Red leaned over to Misty, covering part of his mouth with his hand as he whispered; "Sounds like he's in love ala denial."

"Yep." Was all Misty replied with as the umber haired man tuned his attention from Brock and to Red. "So. Where is she."

"I... honestly dunno." Was all Red answered with, and he could see the person clench his hands into fists.

"Alright. Can you tell me have you atleast found your affinity?"

"Affenitwhatsit?" Misty asked, confused.

"Arg..."

"Hey, can I ask you you'r name atleast? Because... Well. I don't want to say; 'Hey, old dude!'" Misty giggled at Red's words as she saw his intended reaction. Said person's left eye twitched and he seemed about to explode before giving a sigh. "The name's Damon. And that's all you need to know, now. Affinity towards pokemon. What can you understand?"

"Pikachu." Red replied lamely.

Demon sighed. Then he started to explain it as if to a seven year old, and that didn't really settle with Red, Brock or Misty but by unanimous un voiced oppinions, they decided to let the man talk and decide if he could be useful in getting to the bottom of this.

"I mean," Damon started, "is what kind, type or group of pokemon can you understand. Either perfectly, or get the gist of what they're feeling when they talk. Pikachu is Electric, but also in the 'fairy' breeding group and is a Mouse. Meaning there can be thousands of possible affinity's for any given group of people to have."

"...."

Damon rolled his eyes and used smaller words. "I mean, you can understand either Electric pokemon, 'girly' pokemon or all rodent types. Choose."

Red's eyes narrowed as he thought about which it could be, if what Damon said was true. Then the pitch black eyes grew wide. Red paled. And toppled over backwards like a stack of cards.

"... I take it he's the 'girly' affiliated?" Misty pondered aloud, humor etched on words as Brock shook his head with a sigh. Why did Red have to get all the luck with possible girl magnets? Most pretty girls loved Pokemon of the Fairy Group.

"It's not fair! That Red get more girlfriends then me!" Brock declared while taking an over dramatic pose. Misty edged over to Damon, a slightly worried look upon her face. "And the sad thing is. Red's never had a girlfriend, really."

".. that is sad." Damon agreed softly as Brock continued to lament about girlfriends and etc on that track before the two. Red gave a groan that indicated he'd be out for the night. "So." Misty started, trying to make things feel slightly normal for the moment. "What affinity do you have?"

Damon chuckled at her words. "Any Psychic and Bird like pokemon. Note; Bird like. I thought it was flying, tried to talk with a Gyarados and nearly lost my head over it. One thing with Affinities. Be very, very careful with who or what you talk too."

"I'll keep that in mind." Misty said thoughtfully.

-' You can not save me '-

Rally sighed in exasperation. She'd finaly gotten Styx to do something other than sit on his bum, and now what he'd found to help her escape had broken in the lock of the shackles. "Figures. It helps me get my arms free, then the damn hair pin goes and breaks." Rally bit out a curse as she stood up; back cracking loudly in two places as this was the most exorisise it had in almost five weeks. "Well, can you gnaw through the chains? 'Cause I sure can't, boy."

The Espeon turned and leveled her a look that clearly said how he felt about doing even the small task of finding a tool to pick the lock with. Giving a toss of his head, a powerful yet dark feeling aura of power surrounded him and with a ker-chink, the shakles on her legs gave way and opened. Letting Rally once again be free.

"Thanks, boy." Rally thanked her pokemon, the scensirity in her tone was true as she stretched, pleasure at being out of bondaged radiated off her form. "Come on, let's get out of here."

"Preee." Styx hissed out, leaping infront of Rally as she went to move to the door. "What the, Styx?!" But Styx's gaze wasn't focused on her, but the door as the knob started to turn, and a darkly cursing form stormed into the room, and froze.

"What!? You're free!? God damnit is nothing going right today!!?" Gary demanded as he took in the sight of the pokemon and trainer. As if not taking in the sight of a potentialy dangerous pokemon, he lunged at Rally. Who knew she was in the worst position possible because she wasn't in the best condition and was extremely weak. So of course in her fright at the ass kicking she knew was about to happen, Rally screamed.

And something inside Styx triggered, causing the semi calm shadowed pokemon to snap. A growl came from him that soon evolved into a full blown roar as he hit Gary in the chest, sending him flying backwards. "Peon On!" Styx cried in rage as Gary screamed in fear; unable to do anything but flail as Styx landed on his chest from a giant leap. Ready to tear the mans through out without a second thought.

-' You can't even save yourself '-

"Don't kill! Styx, don't kill!" Rally called out, tears running down her faze as she came out from her shock at the almost deadly dead her pokemon was about to undertake. Even if he had been changed to a monster, didn't mean Rally would willingly let him become one completly. "Find him Styx, go, Find! FIND!" Rally ordered, the Espeon turned his eyes from the killing hold he had on the neck of Gary to Rally, and then back to his prey. Both priorities of protecting and obeying master and death/destruction warred within him, but the former won. With a piercing cry, he leapt off Gary and was off like a shot down the hall. Several screams came from people that were tackled if they got in the way. But it was already too late. Styx was as good as free now. As Rally let the elation of Styx finally listening to her and getting away fill her, she was taken by surprise when three grunts tackled her and Gary's orders filled the air.

-' I can not save you '-

Her eyes grew wide and she screamed once more. Struggling for all she was worth as they dragged her away. Rally may have faced this before without a blink of an eye. Stood up to Gary with little remorse over what would happen to her. But her spirit had slowly been broken over the weeks of captivity. Snarling as they left, Gary stormed over to his desk; slamming hist fists onto it as he went over the plans again. He had to be careful now, and that was what irritated him the most. But the Espeon most likely would not find whomever 'him' was. Growling, he grabbed up the phone on the desk and dialed a number quickly.

-' I can't even save myself '-

"As they ready yet? Good. Do them all at the same time when the troublesome spy gets there. And don't mess this up like the last two fools did, or else!" A meek Yes Sir was his answer and was followed soon by a soft click as he hung up on Gary to do has his boss commanded.

- - - - - - -

Save yourself
So just save yourself

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"You.. are kidding. You'd better be kidding." Damon demanded as he glared at Red. Red shook his head. "No, I'm not. If you and I are talking about the same person, she was captured a while ago. I lost contact with her about two, two and a half months ago. While still in Johto."

Damon snapped out something that they couldn't understand and he seemed to deflate infront of their very eyes. He seemed to become older than his twenty odd years, looking more like a man twice his age and wisdom. "If she's dead, I will take it out of your hide."

"Understood."

Damon was about to reply when it felt like silent thunder tore through the air. "Sh-" Damon got out before he dove into the ground and was quickly followed by Misty. Red and Brock were a little slower on the uptake but soon dove to glorious ground as something caused them to feel the worst possible fright ever.

"What was that?" Brock demanded as they recovered from the shockwave of whatever it had been. "I have no clue... but I have a bad feeling that was a bad omen."

"Damn bad omen." Damon added to Misty's comment as he stood up, brushing himself free of dirt and leaves.

Ryan had just been drifting asleep when something slammed into her. It felt like a boiling sea of pain and fear. Mindless screams tugged at her mind and Ryan didn't hear it, but her own voice joined the chorus. Seth was startled awake by the mindless, almost frantic screams emited by Ryan. Half awake and with movements a confused Golem would pitty, the barely all there boy slumped to his knees and shook Ryan.

"Ryan, wake up!" Seth commanded, in a not so compasionate tone of voice. Melody had been woken by the first whimpers and then soon to follow screams of the girl, and nipped at Seth's hands as he continued to harshly shake Ryan which was not working in waking her up.

"Bre um." Umbra commented from behind Wes as he yawned calmly. Espa on the other hand had his ears plastered back against his head and was close to adding his own howls of pain as the cries of Ryan were starting to hurt his ears.

"Ryan, snap out of it! Everything's alright!" Seth had started to plead with her, but Ryan stubbornly ignored his pleading voice, the almost begging tone as he tried to pull her out of the nightmarish thoughts and pain that swamped her consiousness.

"Bre umbre! Umbre! UMBREBRE!" Umbra screamed and slammed into Seth's back, knocking his balance for a loop and sending him crashing into the girl and then the both of them to the ground. The act casued his head to whiplash nearly and his lips to brush past Ryan's...

The reaction was almost instantainious; Ryan woke with a gasp, took in everything with wide eyes and a half working fear fogged ming. Then Ryan gave a yell of feminine wrath and slapped Seth before escaping out from under him and reappeared twenty feet away, behind the nearest tree.

"Breon." Umbra snapped out as he stormed up to Seth, eyes glowing blood red as he growled. "Umbre bree on umum." With that he turned and stalked off towards his brother, it wasn't his fault if the human didn't want to accept what he was. But that didn't mean letting one of the other key's getting hurt. Umbra licked his brother's head gently, psychic's were always more vulnerable to attacks such as these. "Braaa?"

"...eeeon." Espa replied weakly, shaking slightly as he started to recover from the wash over from something else. Something big. turning, he absently took in the sight before him, as did Melody, the grass saurian got a kick out of what was happening. Seth was (aibit terribly and poorly) trying to apologize to Ryan. But it was almost as if she didn't remember the episode that'd just taken place.

"Initiating final stage." A mechanical voice droned out, so loud even the captives heard it within the chamber of whatever. All they knew was it was dark, cold and they weren't feeling oh so hot. And only one knew somewhat of what happened in hear, and she was feeling to worst off of them all. She hadn't been able to see the Aura's of Pokemon like the others as they had reacted upon seeing the pokemon so much likeStyx. But she saw something as bad or worse.

Rally whimpered pathetically as one large swath of black flitted back and forth above the heads of the others as they milled in the far corner like Mareep. Rally couldn't take anymore. The stress of everything had caused her to snap. Almost everything that made Rally herself was locked away in a place that nearly no one could reach. And as she rocked back and forth, what remained of Rally was singing under her breath. Softly.

"Please come now I think I'm falling. I'm holding to all I think is safe."

The black patch split into multiples and started to come closer to the humans. Rally hugged her legs ever tighter. Eyes wide, drenched in sweat and mumbling out a verse to a song; Rally looked like a frail child or someone that had lost their mind.

It seems I found the road to nowhere." He pain filled, dark grey eyes followed every single pulsating movement they could as the shadows darted ever closer. "And I'm trying to escape." The shadows had started to take forms and hovered over the milling humans. "I yelled back when I heard thunder..." Rally's gaze was diverted as something much larger showed itself. It had taken the shape (or had started too) of an Espeon. It, like the others had been reading the minds of the humans. But while the others did it to take complete controll, this mass had something different in mind... The espeon-esque head tilted to the right and it whispered out the next line of lyrics.

"But I'm down to one last breath."

Rally's eyes seemed to start working, slowly taking focus on the shape that hovered before her. Blocking out what would have been an extremely horrifying sight. "Styx?" She asked, voice no louder than a soft murmur. And that was all it took. The world for Rally exploded in a cloud of inky black smoke and it swirled maddenly about her. Everytime she breathed in it got into her. A even closing her eyes it still seeped in. It felt like a total invasion on her body was taking place.

After the dark cloud evaporated, Rally's body lay limp against the wall and a small ball of light started to form, and float slowly above the bodies very much like the other humans. But instead of letting Rally's go wherever it was the soulds were bound to go too, The shadow stretched out of the body and snagged the soul, dragging the struggling orb back with it.

The limp form shook, spasamed and finaly lay still once more. Then the chest rose as a great intake of air was done. Now tarnished silver eyes snapped open and took in the surroundings. A grunt and Rally was sitting up. "Excellent." The former Rally said as the whatever the shadow had been now had full controll over the body, unlike the others.

A soft query came from the back of the mind. That was the true Rally. Confused as to how she felt like she was split in so many ways and her memory was just as confusing for her now. Go back to sleep. The shadow ordered as it lay back down, as too keep the humans unawares. Everything is juuust fine.

The consiousness that was Rally went back to dormancy without another thought and the shadow chuckled. Yep, everything was going according to plan.

And that was Chapter Three. Yay. Joy. Oy vey I need sleep... ::falls asleep::

Shinigami: ::Hits Renegade with a bat::

... can I just say ow?

Shinigami: No, just get this over with.

.. eh. Anyways, same as before; next chapter will be done by the end of next week. Reviews are always welcome. Flames can go ::is hit by Shinigami again. Pauses. Deletes what she was about to say:: Flames will be ignored or used to make me some toast.

Pichu Star: Yeah, you and the other Author inspired me. Although, to retake the pen to this baby. Had the first chapter done already, and the first .. um.. three paragraphs of chapter two done. Then I got side tracked by RPG's, other stories and a former friend of mine going Wes is Dark! Wes is Dark! Wes may be dark, but Seth is... Majorly confused about Ryan.

Seth: I hate you soo, so much.

.... Ok. And again, People, Please Review.