Ed's Tomato: Well I WAS sorta thinking of you when I wrote it. But it is for ALL the Fangirls. And uh, I don't think it would be wise to tell him that.

Grembly-kins: SEE! I CAN GIVE NICKNAMES AS WELL! cough... anyway, yes, in the next few chaps we WILL have quite a few fight scenes. but as it is...

Jennmel: Yeah, Arabella is cool. And DONT WORRY... Kailen will get his Just Deserts.. In a VERY painful area i might add...

38 Minute War: WHEE! A NEW READER! THANX FOR THE REVEIW MEIN FRUEND!

ToadMorty: Yes. NAKED MORTY. Just say it... THINK ABOUT IT... drooooooooool... PLEASE DONT HURT ME!

WEELL... I really don't need Death Threats right now. But i'll force myself to get something up... ugh... I HATE writers block SO MUCH. COOPER! GET YOUR ASS BACK HERE ALREADY! -sob-

God... I really am Sorry nothings been up... I guess my Imagination has been going dry... I have everything i need to finish the story. The plot line, EVERYTHING. I just need to put them all into chapters. But isn't that half the fun? WAITING for the chaps to be up? Then being all happy when they ARE up?

just this last chapter's been a bitch to write. I hardly have anything to write. But i'll see what I can cook up...

Serah

I woke up, yet again, in nothingness. I couldn't see anything in the dark cell. If I moved my hand close enough to my face, I could sorta make out it's shadowy figure. I slumped against the wall, rubbing my eyes. My elbows rested on my knees, which were propped halfheartedly up. I yawned, and moved my head to the side, hearing my neck pop. I yawned again and let my eyes adjust to the blackness. All I saw were the shadows of the room. No living thing was there. My dream had simply been a dream.

I had dreamt I had woken up in a warm embrace. In the dream I never saw who it was, but I thought I knew who it was. I thought it was Mort. I picked at the shackles, they were rusted and old. With a bit more muscle strength I could probably break them right off. But I had always been a bit, eh, flimsy? That was the word. Flabby arm muscles, amazingly strong leg muscles. One of the reasons I picked soccer as my sport. Running and Kicking. I'd been an avid soccer fanatic since fifth grade actually. I wondered briefly if i'd ever get to see the sun set on the feild before a night game. I breifly wondered if i'd ever get to see the SUN itself, again. Or... Well anything to be more accurate. I snorted. Still, even though I was going to die, eventually this was taking a long time, I was still a dork.

I'd always been a dork. Maybe even a nerd. I'd never had a boyfriend, though, I wondered if Mort counted anymore. He'd been my first boyfriend. But since I was dying, did it matter? Did anything that i'd done matter? Stealing that file to help the Brotherhood, Leaving the Brotherhood, defying the X-Men. Did it matter anymore? At this point I felt like giving up all hope. I smiled in amusement at the face that appeared in my head. It was of course Mort's, but he was all confused looking. Like when he woke up to see me catching fish in the river. Mouth half open, brow creased with one eyebrow raised a bit. Truly adorable. Least that's what I thought. Then I frowned, sad, i'd never see it again.

I sighed, really sad now. My heart was breaking. I could feel it. I felt hot tears slip down my face. I shut my eyes tight. And started to hum a little tune.

"I ain't got noboooody, and nobody cares..."

"-Bout me..." I muttered stiffly. Very blatantly did I realise how WRONG this statement was. Mort cared. Mystique cared.

They cared.

"Mort..."

Mort

I wos beyond pissed when I learned we had to wait a whole bloody day for Mags and th' others to get 'ere. Turns out I wos in Africa. Lovely. You start your day looking for a pint and where do you end up? AFRICA. Ruddy amazing. I wos leaning against a tree, waiting. I looked at Arabella, who wos sitting there, looking at the few supplies she had. "Why do you want us? And not th' X-Men?" "What?" "Why not call th' X-Men for help?" "Because I need a villains point of veiw, to stop a villain." I shrugged. "Good guy. Bad guy. Depends on your point of veiw I s'pose." I looked away. Arabella wos watching me, I could tell. "Do, do you love her?" "Serah?" "Yes." I paused. "Yeah. I do." I looked at 'er. I caught 'er eye, light blue. A sharp contrast against 'er creamy skin and dark blond curls. She turned away. This talk wos over.

I wos actually expecting th' others to appear in th' sky in a chopper. But oh no, they walked. Well, they left th' helicopter somewhere, then came to find us. I heard them before they got there. And it wos a complaint of course.

"Why couldn't we have parked CLOSER?" "And tha' would be Kailen..." I muttered, Arabella looked puzzled. So I explained with one word. "Pervert." She raised an eyebrow. I shook my head as they pushed through th' bushes. I nodded, acknowledging them being here. Arabella stood up, and shook Magneto's hand. I noticed Kailen eyeing Arabella, I scooted over towards him and cuffed him around th' neck. "See tha' woman right there?" He nodded. "She's off limits. And so's th' girl were rescuing, got it?" He frowned. "I don't have to listen to you." "You'd be wise to." I gave him a small smirk tha' I usually reserved for victims, and moved next to Mystique.

"Ey." "Hey, what trouble have you started now." "It wosn't my fault. I go out looking for a beer and wot do I get? Whacked in th' head and waking up in a cell, finding Serah, getting turned into a normal THEN back again, escaping, Serah getting kidnapped, AGAIN, almost drowning and then calling up you guys. I've had a bad day." "Week. You've been gone almost a week." "Aw hell." She smiled as Arabella and Mags sat down to get a plan together. Pyro had sat down a little ways away and was playing with his lighter, Sabe seemed to be enjoying th' jungle and was exploring the growth. And can you guess where Kailen wos? Righto, staring at Arabella's chest. I saw 'er glare at him frequently, he must have been having some unclean thoughts. Mystique grinned suggestively at me. "Wot?" "Did you admit your feelings to Serah?" "Wot!" She smiled. Not th' feral one. A nice one. "Ever since she left you've been acting weird. So did you?" "I went a darker shade of green and turned away. "I don't have to answer you."

"So you did! Wonderful! I expect the pitter patter of little feet in the Lair sometime soon." She walked off as I paled. "WOT! 'Oy! Wot are you sayin'?" She simply slipped in near Magneto to listen to th' plan. I let my heart rate drop a bit before sitting down myself and shooting 'er odd glances. She smiled and said nothing more to me.

"So, heres what we'll do..."

Serah

I had fallen asleep again, and this time, I was awoken by a noise. I opened my eyes blearily and looked pointlessly around the dark room. "Hullo?" I asked thickly. I was met by a pause. Like whatever had been moving had heard me and stopped.

I cleared my throat. "Hello? Is someone there?"Whump!

"Serah?"... Mort? No way...

Ugh... I FORCED MYSELF TO WRITE THIS FOR YOU ALL! COOPER STILL HASN'T RETURNED!

-sobs-

wahh! I miss you Cooper!

-Continues sobbing-

WEEELL... This chap took almost a week to get down. But I rather like the finished bit. It amazes me, still to this day, that my first story (Which I took down) Had, had no punctuation, no capitalizations, and no spaces occasionally. noooow... I USE SPELLCHECK! > OH YAH!that little song snipit up there is from Young Frankenstein with Jean Wilder. Never seen it? GO GET IT AND WATCH IT FIVE TIMES! IT RULES! -dances just like Eyegor-

-sigh- well, enjoy folks, only 2 more weeks until Big Apple Con! RAY I CANT WAIT TO MEET YOU! -swoons and dies of swooning-

-Blitz X.x