Eve: Hey everyone.

Mike: Hey people

Eve: today our special guest is...

Mike: .....

Eve: I uh... I don't know where our special guest is... umm

Cota: I'll be a special guest.

Eve: Cota! cheers

Cota: so um... a kid with black hair and glasses asked me to ask you when is Harry going to be born?

Eve: Just introduce the fic, please.

Cota: sure. ON WITH THE FIC!!

Cota and Sirius dragged themselves inside and celebrated their victory with ice packs. Sirius had been hit when one of them snuck up on him and then the one that had been attacking Cota turned on Sirius and the fight had lasted until Cota got up and found his wand. They had cursed at him then fled.

"Well, that was interesting. They left as soon as they had two against three!" Sirius laughed and put an ice pack on his shoulder. Unlike most people, a fight was exactly what he needed to cheer him up. A nice rough fight.

Cota nodded, he hadn't expected the DarkThorn to stay if someone else joined the fight. Those kinds of people only attacked one person and would run if they felt they could no longer win. "Cowards," Cota agreed. "I should go. I don't want to be late for class," he groaned as he looked at the clock on the wall.

"I'm sure James will excuse you from having to go if he knows that you are hurt," Sirius stated, thinking that if James realized he had the power to decide if someone had to go to class or, not eight times out of ten he'd have excused them..

"I don't want to give Oweiry the pleasure of me not showing up," Cota explained, voice dropping as it was weighed down by loathing that had swelled up during the fight.

"Ah, I can respect that," Sirius smiled, nodding a few times and ignoring the cold burn that the ice pack was giving him.

"You can come with me if you want. Lord James should be finished with his meeting by now," Cota offered. He got up and headed out the door, Sirius following. "I can ask Pat to go and get a horse for you if you wish."

"No thanks, I am meeting James at Diagon Alley," Sirius replied as Cota mounted.

"Well, then I shall see you tonight at Lilly's party?"

"Of course. I haven't seen Remus or Peter in weeks and I look forward to seeing Albus Dumbledore again. Oh, and next time you stop by I'd appreciate it if you waited until I opened the door instead of just leaving a note," Sirius teased, not expecting Cota to understand the joke.

Cota nodded, slowly as he was confused and Pat reared up, wanting to go, go, go! "Go Pat!" Cota gave in.

Pat took off in a gallop. He had not appreciated watching his master get beat up and had seen the giant black dog become Sirius. Pat knew his master's rush to make class on time and put all his effort into obtaining maximum speed. Cota was surprised at the speed Pat was showing.

'Don't throw me off,' Cota tried to speak with Pat using telepathy, but the horse was to busy trying to go faster and wasn't in a talkative mood. Cota sighed and hoped this didn't end him in the infirmary like the last time Patrick got overly excited. When they reached the academy, Cota jumped off and ran up the steps. He saw Lisa- a fellow student and slight friend- in the hall and slowed to a walk.

"Hello Lisa," Cota greeted, flashing a smile as best he could.

"Oh, good afternoon, Cota," she greeted lazily. "...W-what happened to your neck? There's a bruise on it!" Lisa replied, startled

"Oh...rough morning. Do you remember that spell that gets rid of fighting marks?" Cota asked, scratching the back of his head nervously.

"Yes, it's-" She raised her hand and a blue light surrounded her as she moved her wand hand and body in a graceful display that was needed for this type of healing spell. That was the reason that girls were better at healing spells then boys were. Cota had yet to hold back laughter as a boy tried to be graceful. They usually fell down of asked 'honestly, how stupid do I look?' "Amanus Tigith!" She called.

Little, blue, balls of light surrounded Cota and a giant flash blinded the two students momentarily. When they could see again, Cota's bruises were gone as was the swelling.

"Thanks Lisa."

"No problem. I love having a Ginny pig to test new spells on," she laughed.

"Ha, ha," Cota said sarcastically.

They headed to class and Cota told Lisa to go in ahead of him. Lisa gave him a confused look then went to her seat. Cota straightened his uniform and took a deep breath as he heard Oweiry laughing inside the classroom.

'Yes, you laugh because I am supposed to be unconscious and lying in a ditch somewhere,' Cota thought to himself. He quickly polished his emblem, straightened his hair, checked his uniform, and made a grand entrance into class as the warning bell rang in the courtyard.

(A.N. Students must be in class five minutes before it starts. The warning bell is to let them know that it is five minutes till class starts.) Cota's seat was in the back row and to the right of Oweiry's desk.

"Hey, Cota. Almost late," Derek stated as Cota sat down next to him. "A first; I'm so proud."

"Yeah, I had to deliver a message for James. It took me a bit longer then I expected," Cota explained. "Your detention record is safe however, as I don't plan on joining you tonight." He looked over at Oweiry, waiting for a reaction.

"Drat, I gotta be good," Derek smiled. Not wanting to spend another two hours being reprimanded if his best friend wasn't going to join him; standing silently next to him in the same pose, but at least being there.

Owiery had just heard Cota's voice and spun around in shock to see that his plan had failed. His eyes burned with rage and his teeth were clenched together. But the look of bewilderment did not fade.

"Hello, Oweiry. No hard feelings about you leaving before, you were right. I could handle it," Cota grinned; he was mocking Oweiry, daring him to try again.

Oweiry did not even blink; there was a slight twitching around his eye, but that was all. The smug look on his rival's face threw him into jerk-mode. The professor walked in as he was getting out of his chair. Preparing to knock a few teeth out if need be.

"Sit down, Oweiry!" the professor barked.

"Yes, sir," Oweiry answered glumly and glared at Cota who was leaning back in his chair with a cocky look on his face and not a mark on his skin.

The professor began explaining how to deliver a package by shrinking it. This was harder then any of the students had expected and it took all hour. Cota and Derek shrunk their wands half way through and Oweiry had only managed to make his shoot sparks. Cota, feeling sorry for Oweiry- who was too mad at the moment to concentrate; spoke the incantation loudly so Oweiry could hear it. Oweiry finally got it right because- as Cota had hoped- one of his friends had heard Cota say the incantation and told Oweiry what it was.

This didn't prove to make Cota feel superior because he and Derek often listened to the people around them to say answers and then they would simply write them down. By the end of class, Cota shrunk and unshrunk his wand, a piece of parchment and, by accident, Derek's ring. Derek did not think that was funny at all and only stopped glaring at Cota when he volunteered to stay after class and help him find his ring, which was about the size of a grain of sand after Cota shrunk it.

"Idiot," Derek mumbled angrily.

"I said I was sorry and I'm trying to fix it, what more do you want?" Cota asked, though the look on Derek's face told him that he wanted to make him suffer.

"I want a pizza," Derek answered.

"You work at a pizza place, since when DON'T you want a pizza?"

"I know, you'd think I'd grow tired of it, but nope."

"Hey, look. Shinny dust mite, or-"

"My ring! You shrank it to be an insect bracelet!" Derek yelled, though the thought slightly amused him.

"I'll fix it, I'll fix it!" Cota exclaimed quickly.

(part 2)

James stood in front of the entrance to Diagon Alley. He stared intently at the wall as his mind drifted off to the conversation he had just had with Master Clef. He didn't want to have to be the one to hunt down and kill something that had never done anything wrong, but he knew he had to. His imagination got the best of him and he began picturing it in his mind.

He bursts though the first wall and- with six other people- attacks the base. He rushes though the halls and sees the first monster guarding a door. James watches as it goes after another team member who barely dodges the attack and manages to lock the creature in a room. Three more Riders help hold the door close and attack the creature.

"Hurry!" One rider yells to James.

James runs forward and into the door that the creature was guarding; he pushes open the door and raises his wand with the intention of killing the monster. He aims his wand and blast the monster without looking at it. It lies on the floor...dying. It's whole life is slipping away. As it lets out its last breath, it changes into a baby gryphon. The beautiful creature looks at him with sad eyes, its beauty and power fading as its heart stops beating.

"I can't...I can't," James whispered to himself, shaking his head slightly.

"Can't what?" Sirius asked, he'd been standing next to his friend, staring at the wall, for a while now and James hadn't seemed to notice the act of support and confusion. Sirius had- of course- tried to copy James's actions and see what was so interesting, but he saw only a wall, and a boring one at that.

James snapped out his daydream. "Can't...believe it's not butter..." he said in an effort to change the subject. A huge, fake smile appearing on his face.

"I'm sure," Sirius intoned with a disbelieving look on his face. He wasn't fooled.

"Well, I'm glad Cota was willing to go and tell you I'd be late. I didn't know that Clef would want to see me today," James shot out as he continued his effort to change the subject.

"Yes, Cota came. I thought I'd have some fun with him, but he had to get to class and left a note."

"He is still afraid of being attacked by a certain dog, eh?" James laughed. "He's gotta learn that he cannot run just because something scares him."

"Give him more credit, James. He was attacked by three people and handled it well. I had to help a little in the end, but even though he looked pretty beat up he still got up and went to class."

"Did he now? He knows I would have excused him from class if I knew he was hurt," James's surprise was evident; he hadn't heard a thing about Cota being injured.

"I told him that, but...well let's just say he's a good kid."

They both talked and laughed as they walked to the train station. When they got there they walked through platform 12 ¾ thanks to James showing his emblem and making the barrier open. James had two horses waiting and the two galloped off to their favorite restaurant. It was called Raven Feathers. The waiter came up and seated them.

"Your usual?" He asked as they sat down.

Sirius wanted to make things difficult, as always, so he answered no with a wry smile.

"Alright then, what will you have sir?" The waiter asked as Sirius looked over the menu. The waiter knew that James and Sirius had been here so many times that they had the menu memorized.

"I don't know what I want yet, can you come back?" Sirius asked, trying to act innocent.

"I'll order when he does," James explained as the waiter nodded and left to wait on another table. "Must you annoy him just because we have been here so many times he knows what we will order," James asked as Sirius pretended to look over the menu.

"Yes," Sirius answered simply, eyes never leaving the menu.

They talked about Quidditch for a few minutes, with Sirius calling the waiter over every once and a while then pretending to change his mind and sending him away again. James wished they could play Quidditch, he missed playing it. James also admitted to wanting to see Peter and Remus more often. Sirius remembered that James still didn't know that Peter and Remus are going to attend the surprise party so he just nodded in agreement.

"So what was bothering you so much earlier?" He asked, looking at James in a familiar stare that told he wasn't prepared to let up on that topic.

"Huh? Oh, it's nothing."

"Don't go all 'I can't tell you because only riders know' on ME!" Sirius mocked and snapped his fingers for the waiter.

The waiter arrived again for the 20th time. He had a disgruntled- postal- worker look on his face and James expected to see horns spring out from underneath his gelled hair any second.

"So slow, I snapped fifteen seconds ago," Sirius stated in an offended voice and nodded to James that he could go ahead and order.

"I'll just have my usual," James told the waiter and received a your-making- it-too-simple look from Sirius, who gave the look from over the top of his menu.

"Very good, sir." The waiter nodded politely. He then clenched, and unclenched his fists as Sirius looked over the menu yet again.

Sirius did this with a doubtful look on his face, and then smiled. "Ah, I know what I'll get!" He announced boldly.

"Finally, and what masterpiece of a selection have you came across?" The waiter asked; a French accent they hadn't heard before surfaced as he said this.

"I'll have my usual," Sirius announced proudly.

The waiter twitched a few times then grit his teeth as he tried to smile. He took a few breaths as if debating of strangling Sirius would get him fired or not, then retreated to the kitchen to place the order. Both Sirius and James were quite and adult until the waiter was gone. Once he is, they immediately started scoring the annoyance and giggling like children.

"You got five twitches out of him!" James laughs. "Five!"

"I also made his face go purple as he tried to keep his calm," Sirius pointed out proudly.

"Yes, and he gritted his teeth to...I'd say you bested your self from last time," James congratulated Sirius.

They go back to being mature and talk about the latest Quidditch scores as the waiter walks past their table.

"Gryphindor team looks good this year. The captain is good." Sirius explained, having snuck on campus to see the team practice.

"That's great! I had heard that the captain was sick."

"He's flying anyway."

"Good man."

They compared players until the waiter returned.

"I've decided I don't want my usual," Sirius announced.

The waiter turned purple and steam started to come out from his ears. "Sir, you can eat what you ordered or leave," he growls.

"Geeze, you're getting a lousy tip," Sirius frowned.

The waiter leaves and Sirius admits to James that he was just going to order the same thing again only without garlic. James replied by warning him that the waiters were going to start being trained to spit in his food if he didn't stop soon. Sirius agreed and they eat their meal.

"I keep asking what's wrong and you keep changing the subject. This isn't like you James."

"I know, I'm sorry. It's just that... we can't talk about it here."

"Then let's go to the academy. It isn't everyday I get to see it," Sirius suggested.

It was true though, normal witches and wizards didn't visit the academy much. They used to be allowed, but when the black creature came they were told to stay away from the academy unless hiring a rider. The rules at the academy changed whenever something terrible happened.

The academy had started out as a friendly place but there was a group of people who hated the riders and set out to kill them. The academy had made stricter rules and harder training to ensure that none of the riders could be killed by that group.

"Well...alright...Cota's class should be ending soon anyway," James finally agreed.

They left and got on the horses. Sirius didn't think to fondly of going through the tunnel.

"I know it's weird," James said as his friend slid off the horse and collapsed on the grass.

"How on earth do you get used to THAT!"

"Well, how did you get used to transforming yourself into a dog? It just takes time and then it's an everyday event."

They moved into the courtyard and sat under the clock tower. Students passed them by on their way to their rooms. When everything was quite Sirius glanced around and saw Oweiry and two other people. They had mad looks on their faces and Oweiry leaned against the wall and peeked around it. He was waiting for some one. James hadn't noticed yet and was talking about how they were making the training harder this year due to a creature that had been killing so many people.

"What building is over there?" Sirius asked as he watched Oweiry.

"That's the classrooms...why?" James asked. He turned, looked, and saw Oweiry and the two others. He could see Cota coming toward them, Cota couldn't see Oweiry. James didn't like this one bit.

Derek was still unhappy about having his ring shrunk and complained that it still didn't look the same size.

"Try it on. If it fits then it's the right size," Cota instructed.

Derek put his hand in his uniform pocket to get the ring as Cota turned the corner.

"You, me, nine o'clock tonight, in the court yard," Oweiry growled to Cota and grabbed him by the collar of his uniform.

"You, yourself, nine o'clock, in the courtyard," Cota retaliated and tried to yank free.

"No, we are going to settle this once and for all," Oweiry threatened.

Derek moved to help Cota, but Tyler and Marshal (Oweiry's two friends) stepped forward and blocked him.

"I'm not fighting you," Cota replied.

Oweiry used his freehand and punched Cota in the face.

"Hey!" Derek yelled, not about to let that happen again, but rather powerless to stop it.

"Ow," Cota breathed.

James had seen enough, he jumped to his feet and headed over, followed quickly by Sirius.

"I'm not fighting you!" Cota exclaimed.

Oweiry hit him again, harder and knocked him to the ground.

'Oww, oww,' Cota thought. He looked over and saw James and Sirius; he shook his head for them not to interfere. James stopped, confused, and Oweiry pulled Cota to his feet.

"Come on!" Oweiry growled and pushed Cota, trying to make him fight.

"No...I'm not fighting you, Oweiry," answered Cota as he straightened his uniform and whipped the blood away from his mouth.

"And why not!" Oweiry demanded and knocked Cota down even harder.

"Because I respect you," Cota answered calmly, laying on his back and looking up at Oweiry.

Oweiry was taken aback by this. He had been trying to provoke a fight and Cota stayed calm no matter what he did. "What?!?!" he barked.

"I respect you because I respect any student in this school. We're on the same side. We're the good guys," Cota explained. "I'm not fighting you when there is a mad man on the loose who could kill us both in a second. If I can't trust my own side, then who can I trust?"

Oweiry gave Cota a confused look then signaled Tyler and Marshal to back off. "Fine then, don't fight me. But that means you can never tell anyone you're a better fighter then me, because you won't even fight!" He growled.

Cota nodded and Oweiry relaxed, then him, Tyler, and Marshal left.

"Few!" Derek sighed as soon as Oweiry, Tyler, and Marshal were out of hearing range. "I'd have hated to battle the steroid twins."

"Twins? Did you get hit in the head?" Cota asked, trying to lighten the mood.

"Shut up, they're the same height," Derek rolled his eyes.

James and Sirius came over and Derek helped Cota up. Cota had a mark on his face and knew it would be hurting later.

"Well, I'm very proud of how you handled the situation, Cota," James praised, secretly wanting to chase Owiery down and teach him not to mess with his friends, marauder style.

"I'd have rather seen you beat him. Like you did the three guys before," Sirius protested.

"We're the good guys. We have to act like we are on the same team or else there would be fights over who got the last hot dog at lunch," Cota responded to Sirius. "Teach us to fight; then cram us into a school together. You have to be mature enough. Or insane."

"Yes, we are the good guys," James whispered, his mind still consumed by the mission that lied ahead.

Cota and Sirius both knew something was up and exchanged uneasy glances. Derek left saying he was going to go resize his ring.

"You're coming to the party right, Derek?" Asked Sirius in a whisper.

"Um... I dunno, I might" Derek replied, still staring at his ring.

"You have to come. Otherwise, it will be like last time. Everyone calling me kid. Do they not understand that this KID is gonna be the one saving their lives in a few years?!" Cota protested, catching up to Derek.

"Alright," Derek said and walked away. "See ya later kid," he added, jumping out of range.

Sirius and Cota looked back at James. "Well, I tried to shrink the professor's cloak like you told me I should. But he noticed too fast, he doesn't know who did it though," Cota said in an effort to make James think about something other then what was troubling him.

"Uh huh," James replied.

Sirius and Cota exchanged nervous glances; James had just ignored a prank. Cota mounted Pat, James mounted Gyriph, and Sirius climbed onto Yuki. (You- Key it means snow in Japanese) Pat and Yuki stayed behind Gyriph.

"Well, hopefully seeing Dumbledore, Remus, and Peter will cheer him up...Do you play Quidditch?" Sirius whispered to Cota.

"Yes, I can play...why?" Cota whispered back, both were watching James for any sign that told he could hear them.

"Well, James mentioned earlier that he missed playing it so I'm hoping to convince Remus and Peter to join us in a game of it," Sirius explained.

"That's a great idea and I'll ask Derek to play as well."

"That would be a total of six players"

"We will have three on each team"

"That works."

They reached the top of a hill and James stopped his horse. Cota saw this and immediately stopped Pat and Yuki. The expression oh James's face and abruptness of it foretold of a possible threat.

"Something is wrong," Cota whispered as quietly as possible to Sirius, to let him now that they should be silent. Sirius nodded and they slowly brought their horses closer to Gyriph.

"Cota, can you feel it? Look there," James whispered and pointed toward a thicket of trees.

Cota looked and so did Sirius. They all watched with Sirius being confused by the nothingness that they were staring so intently at; he could see nothing wrong. However the tow Zagan members stared forward as if watching a dangerous creature that might sense their presence. He looked to the squire for an explanation as James was used to only having to explain things to members, Sirius usually got lost whenever he tried to explain something.

"Look in the center, the trees are darker there, something big is in them," Cota whispered in explanation to Sirius.

"Yah!" James yelled and leaned close to Gyriph, who took off at a gallop.

Cota grabbed the rope that was attached the Yuki's bridal and told Sirius to hang on. "Go Pat!" he yelled.

Yuki lurched forward and took off as fast as it could go, while Patrick slowed slightly. They raced down the field and towards the forest. Cota looked back and saw Sirius hanging on for dear life. He was about to slow down, but looked forward first and saw James holding his head; he looked as if he was going to fall off his horse.

"Go Pat! Make hast!" He yelled and released Yuki's lead. "Yuki, slow yourself!" Cota added, much to the relief of Sirius, who was up for a challenge, but not a quick death.

Patrick charged forward and the green field became a blur as they raced forward. Cota saw that James had a look of grievance on his face and had dropped the reigns.

"Lord James, you must slow Gyriph, or you will fall!" Cota yelled over to James as he came along beside him. James didn't seem to be able to hear him and his face was twisted in an expression of pain. 'Gyriph! Please, heed my warning! You must slow or your master will fall!' Cota tried to give the urgency of his words through the telepathy.

He knew Gyriph was a very intelligent horse and could sense that his rider was falling. However, James was still not a full-fledged rider and Gyriph hadn't been trained yet in what to do if his rider was falling, he only knew what to do when his rider fell. Gyriph slowed and Pat did the same.

"Lord James, what's wrong?" Cota pleaded, but James did not respond. Something was hurting him, but what? Gyriph stopped and Yuki caught up to the group. Gyriph laid down quickly and James fell to the side.

Sirius jumped off Yuki and ran to his friend's aid. "James!? James, what's wrong?" he asked immediately.

Cota could see a black light surrounding James. He looked toward the forest and saw the same light. "Go Pat!" Cota commanded. Pat reared up, not knowing why his master would leave his lord. Wasn't that against the rules? 'Go!' Cota ordered telepathically.

Neighing in slight protests, Pat followed the order. Cota looked back and saw that the closer he got to the forest the less dark the light was surrounding James. Sirius watched Cota race toward the forest and after a few seconds, James opened his eyes. He had been surrounded by a strange dark purple light, but it seemed to have gone now. James looked from Sirius to Gyriph then saw Cota and Pat charging toward the forest.

"No!" James shouted.

"What? What happened?" Sirius asked, very annoyed that something was attacking and he was powerless to fight it.

"It was like a Dementor only stronger and the worse the memory the more it seemed to be ripping me apart," James shook his head, as if trying to shake the memory from his mind. He pulled himself up and tried to mount again, but his body shook and Sirius held him back.

Cota reached the forest and Pat slowed slightly, jumping over fallen trees and trying to find a path. Cota came to the center of the forest and climbed off the horse. He pulled out his sword from the sheath he kept on Patrick's saddle. Walking forwards he heard a strange voice in his mind.

"Ah, if it isn't a young rider. And so eager to defend its master," The voice said in a tone of hiss-like amusement.

"What are you? Where are you?" Cota asked as he walked toward a clearing.

"You seem to have forgotten a very important rule, young Rider," The voice echoed ominously.

"And what is that?" Cota felt a presence near him that made his spine tingle with fear as he said these words.

"Never let your enemy know that you don't know where they are," The voice hissed.

Cota was knocked down and rolled over to see a giant creature that looked like a dog mixed with a dragon! It had a dog's head and thick leathery wings. It was massive and a long tail with a spike at the end whipped around fiercely behind it.

"You shall die by my fangs, young Rider!" The creature roared.

Cota knew he was no match for this thing and barely dodged the creature's attack. He took the opportunity to run; he had never seen so much power in one life form before. He could feel it's hot breath and made a sharp turn. He jumped behind a tree and was making a mad dash for the field when someone grabbed him and pulled him into a burrow.

The man held his hand over Cota's mouth and the creature passed over them. Cota wasn't a huge fan of this and fought to be free, but the man did not release his grip until the creature was well away. Cota quickly took to an offensive stance and held his sword out in front of him.

"You can relax. I'm not helping that creature," The man explained softly.

"Who are you?" Cota asked, not dropping his stance.

"I helped make that creature, I am ashamed, but it is true."

"Then why did you help me?"

"I want you to tell your Lord something. Tell him that I know of his mission, but he doesn't understand enough about it. The creature they are making, they have tried many times to make. This one though, is special. It is the most advanced and has the best blood. It will take them too long to create another like it and the blood they are using can never be found again, so this is there only shot.

"He can try to kill it, but they'll just bring it back to life. The creator of these creatures also has the ability to control their minds. You can tell when this happens because their eyes change to one, pure color and the creatures they...they change. If he tries to help it, they will always be after it, trying to get it back. He may as well give up," The man said calmly.

"My Lord does not give up," Cota growled, not liking the threat.

"Cota!" He heard James call.

"Cota! Where are you?" He heard Sirius yelling.

"Go and tell him what I said. I must return to the base," the man turned away and was gone before Cota could move. Cota ran from the burrow and through the forest, following the sound of James and Sirius's voices.

"I'm here!" He called when he heard their footsteps.

"Cota, have you gone mad!" James yelled, clearly pissed.

"Are you dead, Lord James?" Cota mused.

"No!" James yelled in a furious 'What do you think' voice.

"Then I wasn't mad," Cota answered simply and stepped around a tree to where Sirius and James stood.

He explained what had happened and what the man told him. James nodded, but would not tell Sirius or Cota what his mission was. They just headed to James's house. It was an hour before the party was to start and Lilly would be worried. Cota wanted Sirius to help him finish the tree house that he was making.

It was supposed to be a fort for James and Lilly's child once the child was old enough. It was December and though they didn't expect to have a child anytime soon, Cota still wanted to build it. In addition, Sirius loved helping because he wanted to give it many different features and of course, a secret room so that the child could plan pranks and have a hide out.

Mike: Dude your cool

Cota: ?

Eve: hey reviewers we've been telling jokes and playing playstation while you were reading.

Mike: don't admit that!

Eve: why not?

Mike: People will think I'm a nerd

Eve: you are a nerd

Mike: I am not

Cota: actually you are too

Mike: I AM NOT!!!!

Eve: uh huh. Well, I am. Sure, why not. But I'm against cloning

Mike: what brought that up?

Eve: they cloned that little girl and gave her MY NAME!!

Mike: oh yeah those pot smoking freaks

Eve: this story isn't just for teenagers it's for kids too. Lets try and keep the language down okay?

Mike: fine. But do they realize the alien that they think spawned life is named after something on startrek? And how much matter and knowledge and supreme ultimate power it would take to creat a universe.

Eve: Well, while Mike is drowning on about this I would like to say PLEASE END CLONING kids shouldn't be born to replace dead kids. If I was created to make up for someone's dead child I'd go mad.

Cota: changing the subject how much of this story do you have done?

Eve: well, lets see I have all the way up to when Voldermort attacks typed up.

Cota: adding a new character?

Eve: when did you read that?

Cota: 12 days ago I found the written version and have been reading it little by little in my spare time.

Mike: I mean it would take milions and millions of years of planning then you'd have to constantly update. and with all this they think the aliens would just say, alright finished, now clone your stupid selves? No

Cota: He's still going

Eve: I think the reviewers will love you if you end this fic

Cota: Reviewers Review... and tell us what you think of adding a new character.