"Time is running out. I need to use my advantage now before the others
figure out what I am doing." Rubeus said, pacing back and forth in front
of a small cowering demon, "But I still can't face Sailor Moon straight on.
She's too strong and has too many allies at her back these days. I need a
ways to make sure that she won't fight."
"My lord?" the servant said tentatively.
"What is it?" was the snarled reply.
"What about Sailor Moon's brother?"
A slow smile curved across Rubeus' face as he stared unseeing at his servant, "Hmm...that may work."
* * * * *
Lita glanced at the clock on the wall.
"Last call people!" she yelled and watched as several people suddenly tried to flag down a bartender or waitress.
She smiled as her people smoothly took the last orders of the night. A commotion in one of the far corners caused her to glance over. Apparently one of her waitresses was refusing to get a guy another drink. And from the look of him, she had the right idea. Before she could head over there, Zak was there, in all his 6'8'', 284 lb glory. Lita was too far to hear what was said but considering the man's friends were rather hastily paying their bill, she assumed it was properly intimidating.
That was the only thing that she hated about owning a bar. The drunks. And yee lords above, did you ever get drunks in Ireland. Actually, it was just the violent ones that were a problem. The ones, for example, singing 'No Nay Never' over in the corner along were actually quite entertaining most nights.
As people began to filter out, she had to admit, life was good. It hadn't been what she had planned for herself when she was younger, but it wasn't bad. She had actually worked for a catering company in Tokyo after school was over. She had loved it and had almost just sold the bar when she inherited it from her Granddad. She hadn't seen him in years and with her parents gone she had never really felt close to him. But she had decided to fly out and check the place out and had just never quite left. There was something about Ireland that she just loved. The people were wonderful but held a kind of fighting spirit in them that she connected to.
And there was the fact that they loved her cooking.
She didn't cook as much as she wanted to these days but she tried to make something for her employees every once in awhile to say thank you and occasionally she would set out free food for her customers other than the stuff they could order from the kitchen. But most of the time she left the cooking to her chefs and just tried to stay on top of everything else that was going on.
Finally the last of the locals had stumbled off and things were finally peaceful. She and the bartenders countered out the till for the night and she made sure that all her wait staff got to their cars alright. Her pub had a good reputation for looking after its own and she wasn't going to give anyone a chance to say otherwise.
Finally everyone had headed out leaving just her and Zak behind.
"Everything all taken care of boss lady?" he asked.
"Yea, I'm headed off to bed. Give your wife my love for me okay."
"Will do."
Zak had been her bouncer at the bar since she had arrived. He was actually one of the few men in the world who made her feel small. Back home she had been as tall as, if not taller, than all the guys. Her bouncer also had a protective streak a mile wide. He was always the last one to leave after walking all the staff to their cars or the bus stop, making sure that she was okay and often reminding her to be careful.
After seeing Zak out Lita climbed the back stairs to her loft. It was rested comfortably above the pub and was basically one large room. Lita had broken up the space a little using some rice paper screens depicting rose vines so that her futon was hidden away. There was a small kitchen area with a counter cutting it off from the rest of the room. The kitchen was really too small for her to really work in but it didn't bother her too much. Whenever she wanted to do some serious cooking she would go downstairs and use the pub's kitchen. The rest of the flat was meticulously clean. Some of her staff gave her a hard time, telling her that a neat and tidy living space was the outward sign of a deranged mind but she would just threaten to stop giving them food and they would shut up about it for awhile.
The second she had opened the door to her home a large bundle of energy had launched itself at her legs and began frantically wagging its tail.
Lass, her fearless watch puppy.
She had found the dog, half starved outside her door one morning and hadn't been able to leave it there. She had brought the brown and tan dog in and watched in mild horror as over the next year her "little" puppy had grown to over ninety pounds of solid muscle. As far as she could tell the dog was a mix of Rotweiler and Black Lab. She had all the coloring of the Rotweiler but was built more like a Lab, complete with the long tail. Lass was the only real threat to her clean loft for her tail was a dangerous weapon and had knocked more things over and broken more stuff than Lita cared to think about. Not to mention the bruises one got by just standing too close to the thing.
Lita petted her dog and walked over to her bathroom and turned on the shower. She had learned a long time ago that she couldn't sleep with the smell of smoke and alcohol clinging to her. She actually liked the smell most of the time but there was something about it that kept her awake. So that meant that every night after bar close she had to shower.
She had finished and slipped on a pair of loose pajama and her green tank top when she heard a crash down in the alley next to the house followed by yelling.
Grabbing the claymore that Zak had bought her last Christmas, she ran down the stairs, Lass crowding close to her heals. The huge sword was almost as big as she was, only an inch shorter, and had been used to frighten more than a few drunks and would-be vandals away, especially since the woman holding it was not afraid to use the things to bash some sense into people and had the skill to do it.
But what she saw in the alley was anything but normal. A young man, little more than a kid really, had seemed to run down the alley to only find a dead end and was staring in horror and the huge, cat-like thing that was blocking his only exit.
"Damn runt. I told you it was no use running. No come along like a good brat and I promise not to break your legs for running."
Lita didn't know what that thing was or who the kid was but she was pretty sure that she didn't want whatever was about to occur happen.
"Hey! Leave the kid alone!" She yelled, walking into the light caste by the street lamp.
The cat thing whipped around and she finally got a good long look at it. There was nothing natural about it. It was like someone had taken a cat and forced it to stand on two feet and then made it bigger. But not everything was proportionate to everything else. It's mouth, complete with glistening fangs, was larger than it should have been and it's paws seemed three times larger than they should have been.. There was little grace to it's movements as it turned towards he but she could see its strength.
"Go away little girl. This is not your concern." it growled at her.
"My alley, my concern." she replied, sounding much braver than she felt at that moment. At her side she could hear Lass's low growl, as if adding in her two cents.
The huge cat lunged suddenly at her and swiped one of its over large paws at her. She ducked the paw and brought the large sword smashing into the creatures forearm as Lass lunged in and bit down on the creatures calf. The howl of pain it gave sent chills down her spine and she watched warily as the thing backed off a couple paces to lick it's wound, literally.
"You are going to pay for that." It said, its glowing yellow eyes boring holes into her where she stood, braced for the next attack.
Surprisingly, it wasn't the cat who attacked next, or Lita or even Lass. The boy chose that moment to smash a pipe he had gotten from somewhere across the back of the cat's knees. Another angry howl of pain and the creature half turned, presenting its back to Lita and giving her an opening. She swung her sword, bringing it crashing down on the things shoulder. The sword bit deep and stuck and Lita was forced to release her grip on it as the thing she had been fighting reared back, both its paws swinging at its attacker. Lita was too off balance from having her sword yanked out of her hands to duck to claws that came slashing through the air at her. Three claws found the soft flesh of her stomach while another two from the other paw found purchase in he shoulder, ripping through flesh and muscle like butter. Lita bit back her scream as she fell to one knee, instinctively curling herself around the wound in her stomach.
The monster seemed to still be the worse of the two though. The arm that her sword was stuck in was completely useless and it seemed to be having trouble standing.
"Enough. I will come for the boy later." it whispered, a threat and a promise, before vanishing into a dark cloud that seemed to envelope it. He sword, covered in the creatures thick blood, fell to the ground with a loud crash. Lass crept forward cautiously to sniff the sword and the area where the creature had just been.
Lita felt began to feel her grip on consciousness begin to waver as more of her blood fell onto the cold concrete street. She tried to stand and was surprised to find a pair of young shoulders under her arm, supporting her.
"We need to...get to...my loft." Lita said, each word painfully forced out.
She would never be quite sure how they got up the stairs or how she managed to bandage herself up. Most of that was a pain filled haze in her memory.
She did realize at some point that she had been speaking in Japanese during the whole fight. She wanted nothing more to sit down with the kid she had found and drag the whole story of what was going on out of him. But she had been too tired. The most she had managed to do was get him to promise to stay before she completely passed out.
* * * * *
Lita woke to the sound of her alarm clock buzzing away. To her surprise, it turned off all on its own. Popping one eye open, she saw the kid she had saved the other night, standing in the middle of her floor, looking lost. She felt a surge of pity for the poor kid. It was time to get up and try and figure out this mess that she had gotten herself into.
Something easier said than done, especially the getting up part.
As she shifted on the bed, all of her bruises flared to life and her shoulder screamed in pain. After some serious effort, Lita finally managed to sit up and prop herself against the wall he bed was shoved up against.
"Hey." she said, smiling weakly at her visitor who was currently staring at her with wide eyes.
"Hi." came the quiet response.
"Come here and sit down. We need to talk. Wait! Better yet, go dig in the fridge. There was some left over chicken in there. This talk will defiantly be better with food." She said with a grin.
She watched as he pulled out the containers she indicated and warmed it all up in the microwave. The chicken was small, bite size balls of chicken that had been stuffed with rice and sauce. It wasn't really a breakfast food but it wasn't really breakfast time. Thanks to the late hours of the pub, she generally didn't get up till noon so she ate whatever she wanted, whenever she wanted these days.
When the food was ready, she had the kid bring over everything and sit across from her on the bed. He kind of looked like Lass did when she found the dog on her doorstep, scared and starving. That reminded her...
She picked up a piece of chicken and tossed it off to the side without looking. From seemingly out of no where, a black and tan dog appeared and caught it before disappearing again under the bed. She didn't beg anymore but she was never far away when food was on hand. Lita had tossed out the chicken to see where her monster was hiding today.
"Okay, I think it is time we actually were introduced. I'm Lita." She said, holding out her good arm to shake the kid's hand.
"Sam." He said, taking her hand a little warily.
"So Sam, can you tell me what that thing was last night?" she asked, popping a piece of chicken in her mouth.
"I...I don't know. It appear, just appeared out of no where at my house and grabbed me. And then...well, I think we were flying. But I don't think so. At least...it was weird. It wasn't like anyplace I've ever seen before. And then something happened. Something attacked it, made it drop me. And I was here. Well, out there."
Lita nodded, "Do you know why it grabbed you?"
"I don't know! I've never seen anything like that before. It did say something about Sailor Moon and a trap but I didn't understand." frustration seeped into his voice.
"What did it say exactly? Can you remember?"
"I think...'you're going to catch Sailor Moon for us' or something like that."
Lita watched as Sam grabbed another piece of chicken and thought. She knew who Sailor Moon was. She had been this semi-legend back in Tokyo. Kind of a local super hero. But most people thought that she was just that, some legend and didn't really exist. But that thing had been real enough last night.
After a couple minutes of silence, Sam looked up at her, "I need to get home. My parents are going to kill me for being gone."
"Do you know where you are?" she asked, knowing this was going to get ugly.
Sam shook his head.
"Welcome to Ireland, lad."
* * * * *
Lita!!! See! See! I told you she was coming! But did any of you believe me? Noo! hee hee. Sorry, just kidding. I love you guys. Anyways, I hope you all like the quick update. Don't expect this from me all the time. Oh! And some of the questions you guys are asking me are just jumping ahead in the story. There is still a lot of this monster to go so a lot will be explained later on. Bear with me here.
Seriously though, I wanted to thank you all for still reading this. Especially those Lita lovers out there. I think I've tried their patience the most.
BenRG - hee hee. Yea, but I figures that all my readers had active enough imaginations that they could picture a better scene with Serena getting tossed out of the toy store than I could write.
Lil-PrincessK - No, those two are definatly together. They still have some issues but hey, that's what keeps life interesting.
firelightz - well, I hope that things keep surpriseing you. But seriously, thanks. I'm glad people like this story enough to keep reading it.
lazzykane - just for you, a chapter of almost nothing but Lita. And the next chapter will probably be more of the same. So, do you like her? Hate her? Want something more?
jabba - hee, its okay. Now that Lita is out, I'd love to know what you think. Like her, hate her? Let me know.
Sorceress Usagi - Yea, S/D needed some time in the story and I didn't want to plunge right into to Lita's story straight from Ami's. So, you all get my version of fluff.
JerseyGirl03 - You are definatly one of those people who ask all the right questions about three chapters ahead of where I'm going to answer them. But, I can tell you the the Lights are definatly not going to be in this. I do have plans for Pluto and possible the other outers to appear. As for who is going to kill Rubeus, you'll just have to wait and see.
Chibi J - hee, and now on to finding the Seshi with every chapter. But I'm glad you liked the down time. I tend to focus more on Serena and Dairen at those times because, well, everyone else is getting a lot more attention these days in this story.
happygolucky111 - Lita is all this chapter was, just for you and the others like you who were constantly poking me. So, what did you think, like? Hate?
Mercurial1 - yes, that is Rini in there making the dark crystal. I will be going more into that later but it wont be for a while. I've got to do some other stuff first. As for Zoicite, he is basically accepted into the fold right now. Though he may not be completey trusted, no one is going to jump him...Well maybe Ami. Arg! Bad, sewer thoughts.
PS: Hows thins for timliness. ;p
Jedi Master Calriel - thank you so much for the offer. I may take you up on it considering my complete lack of memory and the fact that sometimes other people just have better ideas than I do. And I would love to hear what you think of Lita. Don't worry. If you thinks it sucked just let me know.
"My lord?" the servant said tentatively.
"What is it?" was the snarled reply.
"What about Sailor Moon's brother?"
A slow smile curved across Rubeus' face as he stared unseeing at his servant, "Hmm...that may work."
* * * * *
Lita glanced at the clock on the wall.
"Last call people!" she yelled and watched as several people suddenly tried to flag down a bartender or waitress.
She smiled as her people smoothly took the last orders of the night. A commotion in one of the far corners caused her to glance over. Apparently one of her waitresses was refusing to get a guy another drink. And from the look of him, she had the right idea. Before she could head over there, Zak was there, in all his 6'8'', 284 lb glory. Lita was too far to hear what was said but considering the man's friends were rather hastily paying their bill, she assumed it was properly intimidating.
That was the only thing that she hated about owning a bar. The drunks. And yee lords above, did you ever get drunks in Ireland. Actually, it was just the violent ones that were a problem. The ones, for example, singing 'No Nay Never' over in the corner along were actually quite entertaining most nights.
As people began to filter out, she had to admit, life was good. It hadn't been what she had planned for herself when she was younger, but it wasn't bad. She had actually worked for a catering company in Tokyo after school was over. She had loved it and had almost just sold the bar when she inherited it from her Granddad. She hadn't seen him in years and with her parents gone she had never really felt close to him. But she had decided to fly out and check the place out and had just never quite left. There was something about Ireland that she just loved. The people were wonderful but held a kind of fighting spirit in them that she connected to.
And there was the fact that they loved her cooking.
She didn't cook as much as she wanted to these days but she tried to make something for her employees every once in awhile to say thank you and occasionally she would set out free food for her customers other than the stuff they could order from the kitchen. But most of the time she left the cooking to her chefs and just tried to stay on top of everything else that was going on.
Finally the last of the locals had stumbled off and things were finally peaceful. She and the bartenders countered out the till for the night and she made sure that all her wait staff got to their cars alright. Her pub had a good reputation for looking after its own and she wasn't going to give anyone a chance to say otherwise.
Finally everyone had headed out leaving just her and Zak behind.
"Everything all taken care of boss lady?" he asked.
"Yea, I'm headed off to bed. Give your wife my love for me okay."
"Will do."
Zak had been her bouncer at the bar since she had arrived. He was actually one of the few men in the world who made her feel small. Back home she had been as tall as, if not taller, than all the guys. Her bouncer also had a protective streak a mile wide. He was always the last one to leave after walking all the staff to their cars or the bus stop, making sure that she was okay and often reminding her to be careful.
After seeing Zak out Lita climbed the back stairs to her loft. It was rested comfortably above the pub and was basically one large room. Lita had broken up the space a little using some rice paper screens depicting rose vines so that her futon was hidden away. There was a small kitchen area with a counter cutting it off from the rest of the room. The kitchen was really too small for her to really work in but it didn't bother her too much. Whenever she wanted to do some serious cooking she would go downstairs and use the pub's kitchen. The rest of the flat was meticulously clean. Some of her staff gave her a hard time, telling her that a neat and tidy living space was the outward sign of a deranged mind but she would just threaten to stop giving them food and they would shut up about it for awhile.
The second she had opened the door to her home a large bundle of energy had launched itself at her legs and began frantically wagging its tail.
Lass, her fearless watch puppy.
She had found the dog, half starved outside her door one morning and hadn't been able to leave it there. She had brought the brown and tan dog in and watched in mild horror as over the next year her "little" puppy had grown to over ninety pounds of solid muscle. As far as she could tell the dog was a mix of Rotweiler and Black Lab. She had all the coloring of the Rotweiler but was built more like a Lab, complete with the long tail. Lass was the only real threat to her clean loft for her tail was a dangerous weapon and had knocked more things over and broken more stuff than Lita cared to think about. Not to mention the bruises one got by just standing too close to the thing.
Lita petted her dog and walked over to her bathroom and turned on the shower. She had learned a long time ago that she couldn't sleep with the smell of smoke and alcohol clinging to her. She actually liked the smell most of the time but there was something about it that kept her awake. So that meant that every night after bar close she had to shower.
She had finished and slipped on a pair of loose pajama and her green tank top when she heard a crash down in the alley next to the house followed by yelling.
Grabbing the claymore that Zak had bought her last Christmas, she ran down the stairs, Lass crowding close to her heals. The huge sword was almost as big as she was, only an inch shorter, and had been used to frighten more than a few drunks and would-be vandals away, especially since the woman holding it was not afraid to use the things to bash some sense into people and had the skill to do it.
But what she saw in the alley was anything but normal. A young man, little more than a kid really, had seemed to run down the alley to only find a dead end and was staring in horror and the huge, cat-like thing that was blocking his only exit.
"Damn runt. I told you it was no use running. No come along like a good brat and I promise not to break your legs for running."
Lita didn't know what that thing was or who the kid was but she was pretty sure that she didn't want whatever was about to occur happen.
"Hey! Leave the kid alone!" She yelled, walking into the light caste by the street lamp.
The cat thing whipped around and she finally got a good long look at it. There was nothing natural about it. It was like someone had taken a cat and forced it to stand on two feet and then made it bigger. But not everything was proportionate to everything else. It's mouth, complete with glistening fangs, was larger than it should have been and it's paws seemed three times larger than they should have been.. There was little grace to it's movements as it turned towards he but she could see its strength.
"Go away little girl. This is not your concern." it growled at her.
"My alley, my concern." she replied, sounding much braver than she felt at that moment. At her side she could hear Lass's low growl, as if adding in her two cents.
The huge cat lunged suddenly at her and swiped one of its over large paws at her. She ducked the paw and brought the large sword smashing into the creatures forearm as Lass lunged in and bit down on the creatures calf. The howl of pain it gave sent chills down her spine and she watched warily as the thing backed off a couple paces to lick it's wound, literally.
"You are going to pay for that." It said, its glowing yellow eyes boring holes into her where she stood, braced for the next attack.
Surprisingly, it wasn't the cat who attacked next, or Lita or even Lass. The boy chose that moment to smash a pipe he had gotten from somewhere across the back of the cat's knees. Another angry howl of pain and the creature half turned, presenting its back to Lita and giving her an opening. She swung her sword, bringing it crashing down on the things shoulder. The sword bit deep and stuck and Lita was forced to release her grip on it as the thing she had been fighting reared back, both its paws swinging at its attacker. Lita was too off balance from having her sword yanked out of her hands to duck to claws that came slashing through the air at her. Three claws found the soft flesh of her stomach while another two from the other paw found purchase in he shoulder, ripping through flesh and muscle like butter. Lita bit back her scream as she fell to one knee, instinctively curling herself around the wound in her stomach.
The monster seemed to still be the worse of the two though. The arm that her sword was stuck in was completely useless and it seemed to be having trouble standing.
"Enough. I will come for the boy later." it whispered, a threat and a promise, before vanishing into a dark cloud that seemed to envelope it. He sword, covered in the creatures thick blood, fell to the ground with a loud crash. Lass crept forward cautiously to sniff the sword and the area where the creature had just been.
Lita felt began to feel her grip on consciousness begin to waver as more of her blood fell onto the cold concrete street. She tried to stand and was surprised to find a pair of young shoulders under her arm, supporting her.
"We need to...get to...my loft." Lita said, each word painfully forced out.
She would never be quite sure how they got up the stairs or how she managed to bandage herself up. Most of that was a pain filled haze in her memory.
She did realize at some point that she had been speaking in Japanese during the whole fight. She wanted nothing more to sit down with the kid she had found and drag the whole story of what was going on out of him. But she had been too tired. The most she had managed to do was get him to promise to stay before she completely passed out.
* * * * *
Lita woke to the sound of her alarm clock buzzing away. To her surprise, it turned off all on its own. Popping one eye open, she saw the kid she had saved the other night, standing in the middle of her floor, looking lost. She felt a surge of pity for the poor kid. It was time to get up and try and figure out this mess that she had gotten herself into.
Something easier said than done, especially the getting up part.
As she shifted on the bed, all of her bruises flared to life and her shoulder screamed in pain. After some serious effort, Lita finally managed to sit up and prop herself against the wall he bed was shoved up against.
"Hey." she said, smiling weakly at her visitor who was currently staring at her with wide eyes.
"Hi." came the quiet response.
"Come here and sit down. We need to talk. Wait! Better yet, go dig in the fridge. There was some left over chicken in there. This talk will defiantly be better with food." She said with a grin.
She watched as he pulled out the containers she indicated and warmed it all up in the microwave. The chicken was small, bite size balls of chicken that had been stuffed with rice and sauce. It wasn't really a breakfast food but it wasn't really breakfast time. Thanks to the late hours of the pub, she generally didn't get up till noon so she ate whatever she wanted, whenever she wanted these days.
When the food was ready, she had the kid bring over everything and sit across from her on the bed. He kind of looked like Lass did when she found the dog on her doorstep, scared and starving. That reminded her...
She picked up a piece of chicken and tossed it off to the side without looking. From seemingly out of no where, a black and tan dog appeared and caught it before disappearing again under the bed. She didn't beg anymore but she was never far away when food was on hand. Lita had tossed out the chicken to see where her monster was hiding today.
"Okay, I think it is time we actually were introduced. I'm Lita." She said, holding out her good arm to shake the kid's hand.
"Sam." He said, taking her hand a little warily.
"So Sam, can you tell me what that thing was last night?" she asked, popping a piece of chicken in her mouth.
"I...I don't know. It appear, just appeared out of no where at my house and grabbed me. And then...well, I think we were flying. But I don't think so. At least...it was weird. It wasn't like anyplace I've ever seen before. And then something happened. Something attacked it, made it drop me. And I was here. Well, out there."
Lita nodded, "Do you know why it grabbed you?"
"I don't know! I've never seen anything like that before. It did say something about Sailor Moon and a trap but I didn't understand." frustration seeped into his voice.
"What did it say exactly? Can you remember?"
"I think...'you're going to catch Sailor Moon for us' or something like that."
Lita watched as Sam grabbed another piece of chicken and thought. She knew who Sailor Moon was. She had been this semi-legend back in Tokyo. Kind of a local super hero. But most people thought that she was just that, some legend and didn't really exist. But that thing had been real enough last night.
After a couple minutes of silence, Sam looked up at her, "I need to get home. My parents are going to kill me for being gone."
"Do you know where you are?" she asked, knowing this was going to get ugly.
Sam shook his head.
"Welcome to Ireland, lad."
* * * * *
Lita!!! See! See! I told you she was coming! But did any of you believe me? Noo! hee hee. Sorry, just kidding. I love you guys. Anyways, I hope you all like the quick update. Don't expect this from me all the time. Oh! And some of the questions you guys are asking me are just jumping ahead in the story. There is still a lot of this monster to go so a lot will be explained later on. Bear with me here.
Seriously though, I wanted to thank you all for still reading this. Especially those Lita lovers out there. I think I've tried their patience the most.
BenRG - hee hee. Yea, but I figures that all my readers had active enough imaginations that they could picture a better scene with Serena getting tossed out of the toy store than I could write.
Lil-PrincessK - No, those two are definatly together. They still have some issues but hey, that's what keeps life interesting.
firelightz - well, I hope that things keep surpriseing you. But seriously, thanks. I'm glad people like this story enough to keep reading it.
lazzykane - just for you, a chapter of almost nothing but Lita. And the next chapter will probably be more of the same. So, do you like her? Hate her? Want something more?
jabba - hee, its okay. Now that Lita is out, I'd love to know what you think. Like her, hate her? Let me know.
Sorceress Usagi - Yea, S/D needed some time in the story and I didn't want to plunge right into to Lita's story straight from Ami's. So, you all get my version of fluff.
JerseyGirl03 - You are definatly one of those people who ask all the right questions about three chapters ahead of where I'm going to answer them. But, I can tell you the the Lights are definatly not going to be in this. I do have plans for Pluto and possible the other outers to appear. As for who is going to kill Rubeus, you'll just have to wait and see.
Chibi J - hee, and now on to finding the Seshi with every chapter. But I'm glad you liked the down time. I tend to focus more on Serena and Dairen at those times because, well, everyone else is getting a lot more attention these days in this story.
happygolucky111 - Lita is all this chapter was, just for you and the others like you who were constantly poking me. So, what did you think, like? Hate?
Mercurial1 - yes, that is Rini in there making the dark crystal. I will be going more into that later but it wont be for a while. I've got to do some other stuff first. As for Zoicite, he is basically accepted into the fold right now. Though he may not be completey trusted, no one is going to jump him...Well maybe Ami. Arg! Bad, sewer thoughts.
PS: Hows thins for timliness. ;p
Jedi Master Calriel - thank you so much for the offer. I may take you up on it considering my complete lack of memory and the fact that sometimes other people just have better ideas than I do. And I would love to hear what you think of Lita. Don't worry. If you thinks it sucked just let me know.