LordSun: OMG! Positive reviews!! I'm.... just so happy! I'll try to clear up the plot a bit, sorry for any inconvenience :P

UberIsaac: Well, hey! I thought no one would like th--

LordSun: Quiet, you!

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Isaac sat up, dreading that his dream wasn't quite... a dream.

"Jeez..." He muttered, rubbing his head, and trying to see where he was. He looked down at the list but.. the writing had all disappeared! Isaac then noticed a small sentence of the man's writing, almost entirely smudged out, but he could read some. " The group who plots to ## consists mostly of pe##ople who hold grudges a### y#u. That is, Do--" And that was where it was completely gone.

"Damnit.." Isaac growled. He looked up, and saw he was in Vault. He liked the town, but it was rather to quiet for his taste..

"I need an inn..." He mumbled, and walked to the inn, and sat down in a comfy chair, reading over his note again.

"So..." He thought, " The Group who plots to...kill us... consists mostly of people who hold grudges against me. That is..."

"Hmm..." It was cut off there, but he was sure that last name was Dodonpa... who else? Well, he was in Vault.... the thief's! They had escaped, and Isaac had never seen them again. He would have to kill them, perhaps. At the very least he would have to make sure that the thief's could not escape. He looked back at the paper, and turned it over. More writing!

"You must make sure none of your friends die, or one try will be taken up! "

He sighed. Well, that couldn't be to hard. He saw Ivan and Garet walking towards him, and he moved out of sight when he saw himself!

"Damnit..." He growled again. He couldn't allow himself to be seen..

He his behind a large tree, leaving the inn. He watched he and his friends crawl through the hole in the inn, and he silently followed, and saw the thief's follow. He let them pass, but he didn't realize the inn keeper was angrily following him,. wanting the seven coins for the beer.

Isaac took out three knifes, and threw one into the back of each thief's head.

"Well that was easy!" He thought. The innkeeper, having seen him do so, yelled out an alarm. Isaac watched "past" him stare at him in surprise, probably wondering what the hell was going on....

But any thoughts would have been cut short, for as "future" Isaac climbed up the inn, out of sight, an officer clubbed "past" Isaac in the back of the head, and he fell, a pool of dark blood slowly spread hungrily across the grass. Everything went black to Isaac again, and he once again found himself with a head-ache and his back on the grass...

"Five tries..." He muttered. Make that four, now. He stood up. He knew what to do. An hour later, three body's were discovered. No one even suspected the kindly strangers who had agreed to help poor Ivan with his problem. Isaac's vision flashed, and he woke up in a new place, and once again, he knew immediately what to do...

He felt rather light headed, and his hearing seemed rather worse for wear, but he didn't care....

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LordSun: Well, I admit I was low on idea's on the beginning of this chap, but its turned out quite fine, I must say.

UberMia: Review, please!

Uber Garet: You heard her!

LordSun: Oh, ya! Before I forget, (Which happens easily with me) I might to a very quick Lord Of The Rings parody of when Frodo doesn't wanna throw away the ring before the actual 3rd chap begins! Let me know if you'd like to read it! R&R!