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Disclaimer:(I missed making this) I do not own Ragnarok Online. But for this fanfic, I'm making it officially Seki-chan's. Got a problem with that?

I WAS THE ONE WHO SUMMONED DOPPELGANGER!

Chrystal's words kept echoing in my head. What did she mean that she summoned the Doppelganger? What did she mean when she made it chase their sister? So many questions are buzzing on my head like bees, that I can't even think straight.

I was consciously rubbing my temples when I felt a hand on my shoulder. I looked behind me and saw Freya; pointing towards something, with a...a 'look' seen in her eyes. A/N: Sorry, couldn't think of the right word..

' O...kayy..' I mumbled slightly, and turned to the direction on where she was pointing.

I gasped. It was...

' Chrystal!!'

Freya and I whirled around to see where the 'roar' came from. We spotted Chrystopher, supported by Chios and Chaos, in a near distance. I turned around and saw Chrystal, her dress torn and full of bruises. She was carrying something, and her face was hidden.

She took a step closer. Her gap from us was only about a meter away. Finally, she looked at us.

I was stunned. I couldn't breathe. Chrystal's face was full of bruises, and there was blood dripping from her lip. Her eyes were blank, as if she wasn't alive. Slowly, she revealed to us what she had in her hands.

It was... a bunch of dead branches.

' NO! Chrystal, don't do it!'

Chrys shouted yet again. He freed himself from Chios and Chaos and limped towards Chrystal. He grasped her shoulder tightly and shook her fiercly, with tears in her eyes.

' Please, Chrystal, I beg of you...'

His voice was growing fainter every second. All of a sudden, he pulled her into a tight embrace. I could see Chrystal's face, it was still emotionless.

Chrys suddenly took a step back from Chrystal. He cast heal on Chrystal and her wounds disappeared; but still she looked emotionless. He took another step back. Suddenly, he fell hard on his knees and slumped against the floor.

We gasped. There was a huge crowd surrounding us now. A huntress with short blonde hair came running from the crowd and had lain Chrys's head on her lap. After, two priestessess followed and started healing. He was fine but was still unconcious. A knight and blacksmith arrived and supported Chrys, and left the scene.

All of us couldn't speak. I cautiously looked at Chrystal, just in time to see her looking at me. I froze in fear.

The whole crowd was looking at Chrystal. Some were whispering, mumbling words that I couldn't understand.

Out of the blue, Chrystal glanced at the group that was assisting Chrys. Then she looked at me again.

She smirked.

' Weakling...' she whispered, in a barely audble volume.

She stretched out her hand, and dropped the dead branches. They fell noisily on the floor, then started to form. A low rumbling sound was heard and the floor began vibrating. The people around me were gripping their weapons, readying their spells, and holding their pecopeco's reins tightly. Some partied up, and priests starting supporting everyone.

The rumbling stopped. The shadow forms revealed themselves at last.

I froze.

What kind of dead branch was this?

A battalion of Abysmal Knights, tirfings, Owl Barons, Khalitzburgs, ridewords, jokers, raydrics, raydric archers, zombie and skel prisoners all appeared in front of us.

Assasins, rouges and thieves unsheated their katars and daggers. Knights, Crusaders and swordsmans readied their spears and swords. Blacksmiths and merchants gripped their axes tightly. Hunters and archers readied their bows and silver arrows. Wizards, sages and mages started to cast their spells. Supportive priests started blessing, monks readied their knucklebraces, with some even holding a Grand Cross. Magnus Priests, wizards, mages, bards, dancers and alchemists started to cast and support.

I readied my spells, and Freya unsheated her Fortune Sword. Chios and Chaos cast blessing and agility up on the two of us.

No one moved. The monsters were slowly advancing towards us, but none made a move.

I felt my sweat drop down to my neck. The monsters were advancing, and I could see them in a near distance.

All of a sudden, a troupe of knights and crusaders arrived, in pecopecos and their weapons brandished.

' Pronterian army is here! The Crusader and Knight Guild is ready to help!'

I heaved a sigh. At least we had more people to fight.

Suddenly, I heard wings flapping from the skies. We all looked at the sky, and saw hundreds of falcons zooming above our heads. A lot of gasps were heard.

' The Hunter Guild, at your service.'

The huntress with short blonde hair that arrived from before had brought backup! Hunters and huntressess had their bows and arrows ready. Their leader, the huntress, put on her Angel Helm, Blinker, amd gently bit her Romantic Leaf. The rest of them placed arrows on their gakkungs, arbalests, bows, hunter bows, and for their leader, a Rudra's Bow.

One after another, several guilds came, all ready for battle. Freya smiled at me; I smiled back. At least we had a thread of assurance that we would win this battle. I took hold of Freya's hand; and squeezed it. If she would get into harm, they'd have to kill me first. A/N: wushhuuuu.....what Thorim said wasn't a joke, okay?;-)

The monsters were at least ten meters away from us. One by one, the leaders' guilds advanced. A female crusader with long, azure hair raised one hand in the air. One by one, all of us, including me, readied weapons and spells.

The monsters were 20 meters away. Archers and hunters raised their bows and arrows, ready to strike. Their leader, the huntress, held a hand, as if signaling them to wait. The monsters were only 10 meters away from us, and some of us were getting uneasy. I got this quesy feeling in my stomach, and an archer beside me looked as if he was about to throw up.

Must be a beginner. But I wasn't about to back out, now. I had far more experience, and now wasn't the time for cowardice.

When the monsters were about a 5 meters away from us, and it felt if one of the Abysmal Knights raised a spear, it would plunged right into the crusader's heart. But none of the two budged.

A strong gust of wind blew and it sent shivers across my neck. I shuddered, and gripped Freya's hand tightly, but I didn't dare look at her.

Suddenly, there was a commotion in the monster's crowd, as if someone was trying to get past them.

Then she appeared before us.

Chrystal, with her torn priestess clothes, standing right in front of us, with the whole troop of monsters behind her.

She smirked, and raised a hand in the air.

tbc...

Hehehe....next chapter coming up!

Seki-chan