... Ahah. I'm not a reliable person, now am I? But I suppose one can't complain much, I'm posting up another chapter aren't I?

After doing the first chapter, I wrote a bit of the 2nd, deleted that because it was horrid, then completely forgot about this poor piece of abandoned fiction. I'm very suprised it got alot of reviews though! Thank you everyone, I really do appreciate it.

So now I'm writing the next chapter, making it up as I go along because I forgot the plot I first laid out. Not completely though of course. But it takes a few turns pretty quickly.

Oh, and I should reply your little comments where needed I guess.

Dan Heron- Don't worry, it will not be like that at all.
Azae: IT BETTER NOT BE. I'm no pansy that will fall head over heels for the first guy to arrive on my doorstep with a bouquet of cheap flowers!

Goldamon X- I'll try to make the future chapters longer, but usually my stories are pretty short so this is a bit of a challenge for me.

Lee Jun-Fan- Yeah after re-reading it that seemed kind of strange to me too. I hope the way I wrote the beginning of this chapter will help explain things a bit.

Fellow lover of writing- Eek I kinda did abandon this story actually didn't I XD Yeah the story is kind of Love Hina-ish which is why I was a bit unsure of adding in the whole romance thing. And Azae is a little bit of my own creation, but she's loosely based off the Owl Head Selkie. (I think that's what it's called?)

Fireside Sisters- Shakespeare impersonator? XD And who says there will be no suicide! Okay there won't be, I'm kidding.
Azae: Can all those idiot Red Bandits kill themselves:)

Esterk- Thanks for your input on the romance thing too. I think that's what I may do. No romance for this chapter really; I think most of it will kinda be more innuendo than romance.

Okay now I'm really babbling. I'll shut up and continue with the story. And without further ado, Chapter 2!

(Haha that rhymed.)


"M-murderer?" I stammer, taking a step back. The heel of my foot almost slips as it touched the edge of the hot spring.

"I am not a murderer! I barely touched him!" I shook the words out of my mouth. I'm lying now of course, I know I gave him a big blow to the head but

"HE. ISN'T. HERE. ANYMORE." One of the gang members pointed to the place where the redheaded male Selkie oncelay in a crumpled heap.

He was right. I was confused. I'd never see a person die. They go the same way as monsters do? Their bodies just... Deteriorate? No, that's not the word. Disintigrate. That's the one. Their bodies disintigrate?

"But.. Selkies aren't monsters.."

The one with the long black hair steps closer to me. "Everyone is a monster. It doesn't matter what your species is; be it Lilty or Clavat, Selkie or Yuke! The only thing that really seperates us is that the miasma effects us and not them!"

I stare. I have no idea what to say. I am NOT a monster.

"And!" he continues, "You've gone and proved it by killing an innocent Selkie just like yourself. You are a monster."

I am NOT a monster.

"Wow girl, you're the cutest monster I've ever seen." Mr.Green-hair steps up to the plate now, beside his smart-ass buddy. He's got my clothes in one hand, his racket held loosely in the other. He looks at me smugly.

"So, monster, whatcha gonna do now? We've got you surrounded. And you know what they say.. An eye for an eye."

I was doomed. Four rackets poised at me, ready to blast my brains out. I grip my racket in my two shaking hands, and bend down slightly into a fighter stance. Nothing to do now but...

"Red Bandits!" A voice calls, "Chief, we've found them!"

I look over my shoulder to see a troupe of Lilties in the distance, running at a fast pace. Holy. Crap. What a cliche miracle thing! I smile from ear to ear. I'm saved!

"Oh shit it's those damn Lilties! I thought we got them off our tails! DAMMIT MORU YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO BE WATCHING BEHIND YOU." They began to bicker as they sped off as fast as possible.

"Er, excuse me ma'am, but it seems you're involved with the Red Bandits gang and.. Why are you not wearing any clothes ma'am?"

For lack of anything to say to make this not look any worse than it was, I ran away.


"MOOOOOOGLE GET YOUR BUTT OUT OF THERE" I yell at the top of my lungs into the Moogle hole. Out pops the head of the Moogle house... Moogle. He smiles at me fakely.

"Would it kill you to knock instead, Burlap Princess?"

"EXCUSE ME!" My eyes pop out of my friggin' skull. Though I guess I'd laugh at a person wearing a burlap bag. But it was better than that skimpy old towel, although alot less asthetically appealing.

He just laughs at me more, and now my own little pest's laughing with him too.

"MOG." I grab him by the fuzzy red ball sticking out of his fuzzywhite head and drag him in the dirt alongside me all the way over to our caravan sitting idle outside Shella. I throw him in along with the chalice, then hop on and grab the reigns.

Mog pops his head out of the blue curtain that sperates us.

"So Azae, why ARE you wearing tha.."

"I don't want to talk about it."

"Then where are we going now?"

I sigh heavily. "Back home. I have to get me some new clothes from Grandma."


I watch nervously as we get closer and closer to Miruk. Mother will skin me alive. I'm not scared of much in this world; but I certainly am scared of my mom when she blows a fuse.

I hold the leather reigns tightly and my palms begin to sweat. The villagers are gathering around the town square, all eyes directed towards me. They begin to cheer and clap. I look over backwards at Mog.

"Why the hell are they clapping?" I hiss. Mog looks at the crowd and frowns.

"I guess they think we've returned with all the Myrrh..?"

"WHAT? But we only have two drops!" I drop the reigns and grab Mog. "What the hell are we gonna do! Is it the due date for the crystal yet!"

I drop him and he yelps, landing on the ground with a thud. I could care less now!

"Shiiiit. Shit. Shit. SHIT. What the hell am I gonna do... Oooh I'm dead now."

I look over at the Moogle to see he isn't there. I pull at the reigns and the caravan comes to a halt. "Mog?"

"ARGHHH LET ME CATCH UP!" He wails loudly as he scrambles from behind to hop back into the caravan.

I let out a small fake chuckle. "Think it's too late to turn back?"

"Well," replies Mr. Fuzzbutt, "I'd think not. Considering we seem to be surrounded by them now.

"Oh." My eyes widen. "Hi mom. Uh. I'm back?" I look down at her. She's so... Happy. Her eyes are getting all glassy from tears threatening to ooze out.

They're.. Proud? Of me?

"Oh I can't believe it! Honey, you're gonna turn out to be a fine kid!" She claps her hands together and lets out a happy sigh of relief.

They doubted me! I couldn't believe it. Everyone knew I was the strongest person most fit for the job. I kicked even all the guy's asses!

But wait...

I didn't collect all the Myrrh. So.. What does that mean? I've failed!

I just smile nervously. "Eheh.. Hi. Yep, I'm back. Yep, got all the Myrrh. But um.." I look down at myself.

"As you can see, the Lord of Moschet Manor... Kinda wrecked my clothes in the battle. Yeah. But I kicked his ass! You better believe it!" I put my hands on my hips and flash a smile. Mog sees right through my little white lie, his eyebrow raised skeptically.

"Oh, don't worry honey!" Mother waves her hand. "Grandma can make you some new clothes in time for the ecermony tonight! She was preparing a special outfit for you anyway!"

Eep. "Ceremony...?" I almost choke on the single word.

"Yes! You get the honor of putting the myrrh into the crystal. It's tradition. Now let's get you cleaned up!"


Mother and Grandma are working away on my outfit, making me stand on a pedestal uselessly as they choke me with their measuring tapes all around me. I stare out the window. What the hell am I gonna do?

Fake my death? Nah, too complicated.

Run away? No way, I'm not a chicken.

Do nothing? Haha. No!

Maybe... I could...

I can't believe that one smartass called me a monster. I am not a monster. I am a dignified Selkie.

... Who the hell am I kidding? I'm a total failure. I can't even get home without bringing a full chalice of miasma.

Wait.

I squint. "What the hell's that.." I watch as the bushes rustle...

They've been following me. I smile. "Perfect."

"Oh isn't it?" Grandma chirps happily as she sews my 'outfit' together. I roll my eyes angrily.

"Uh. So if you're sewing the costume on the dummy now, why am I still standing here!" I demand. Mother gives me that 'look', but Grandma barely even notices my temper wearing thin.

"Okay dear, you're free to go then. Just be over when the sun sets so we can get you all spruced up."

"Sure thing," I mutter as I run out of the hut in the nightgown I happily traded in for my patato sack. I look around quickly.

The bushes! I leap right over them and land on all fours clumsily. My eyes dart around to see that no one was around.

And then all of a sudden, there was a scream. The last thing that went through my head was realizing the scream belonged to me, then everything went black.


Bah! I can't write anymore. This should be an okay spot to end it at a nicelittle cliffhanger. XD Ack, I know this was another short one too. Hopefully the next one will be longer. No promises! Sorry again for extreme lateness.