Me-Hey its me. duh.Any ways welcome back to my fic. Here we are in chapter 3 of my first fic. I'm so excited. Well you all obviously aren't because I've only gotten 2 reviews and both of them have been from WarpSlash Gundam the guy who whipped my lazy butt into writing this in the first place!

Priscilla-Hey don't get so angry. Too much rage and anger is bad for you, I meanjust look at what they did to my brother...

Raven-> RAGE-HATRED-ANGER

Erk-Your library sucks.

Me- Meh, oh well. Please Review.

The bandits around Jinn looked really scared. They must not be winning that battle they were so concerned about, not that it mattered to Jinn. As soon as his headache was gone we would strike. He had memorized his thunder spell just now and couldn't wait to use it.

His thoughts were interrupted by a brigand giving him a quick shove and slamming Jinn over the head with an axe handle.

When he woke up, Jinn saw several strangers peering down at him. He closed his eyes again and tried to tune out their ringing voices, but to no avail.

"Come on......," the first voice, a deep almost rugged voice, pleaded, "Can I please?? Just one hack or stab or anything?"

"They're obviously not Black Fang!! NO!!" cried a tough, slightly feminine voice, "I mean, good sweet Elimine, Hector. If they were Black Fang, why would they be unconscious and bleeding, surrounded by dead Fangs?! HMM?! Why would they be tied up with ropes inscribed with the message: 'Black Fang; we kill because we care.'?"

After that barrage, a third voice, not as tough as the others, but filled with inner I have an idea. We'll leave them tied up, but take them with us all the same."

Jinn stopped listening and, slowly allowing his fatigue from the last few days catch up with him, slipped into unconsciousness.

His eyes flickered open, uncontrollably. RED!!! He involuntarily jumped and knocked his head against that of the mysterious person above.

"OW!!", shouted a voice, obviously female. The young woman it belonged to took a few steps back holding her fore head, her eyes cringing. Another woman, this one with an obnoxious pink hairdo, screeched out with a squeaky voice,

"Omigosh, Priscilla! Are you OK?" Priscilla, the girl Jinn had bumped foreheads with replied,

"Yes. Ouch. I'm just glad he's finally awake." She groaned as she continued, "Oh why can't we heal ourselves?" This question did not appear to be aimed at anyone in particular.

Jinn sat up in the cot like thing he was in. This made the two healers (he guessed by their attire) jump and turn to him. It wasn't like he posed a threat to them now. He was still tied up. He took this opportunity to get his first good look at his surroundings. The girl with the squeaky voice and pink hair was wearing a long pink dress, and was holding a staff in a position that made it look like she was about to smack Jinn across the back of the head.

Heh, yeah right. He shifted his attention to the tent he was in. It was large and colored blue with a pile of vulneries in one corner and some cabinets filled with elixirs and antitoxins. There was also chest full of staves and magic tomes by the other wall. Then he turned his attention to the other wall. He then turned his attention to the girl with the red hair.

The headache Jinn had received from the squeaky girl was gone. He felt an emotion he had never felt before. Soon waves of it washed over him warming his tired body and filling him with energy. But then his eyes closed and he fell into the first natural sleep he'd had in days.

Me- I guess he's got a thing for ya, eh Priscilla?

Priscilla-blushes-Well, I, um, er, I, that is to say.....

Raven-MUST KILL ALL!!

Erk- Well I guess the author is busy trying to quelch Raven rage. So that makes me in charge. R&R!!