A/N: Do you have any idea how time consuming it is transferring thurty-something documents to HTML format for a website? It's irritating.
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Prophet!' said I, thing of evil! - prophet still, if bird or devil! -
Whether tempter sent, or whether tempest tossed thee here ashore,
Desolate yet all undaunted, on this desert land enchanted -
On this home by horror haunted - tell me truly, I implore -
Is there - is there balm in Gilead? - tell me - tell me, I implore!'
Quoth the raven, Nevermore.'
The Raven, By Edgar Allan Poe
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"I, am not wearing this." Raven called over the door.
"Yes, you are. Now show us!" Zacroma ordered.
"No, I'm not, and I won't."
"Okay, what about it do you not like?" She asked.
Raven sighed and frowned at her reflection once again. "For one, I can see my belly button, in fact I can see everything from the lower edge of my bust on down. I am not going out in public with this on!" She told them.
"Alright, alright. Hm…" There was a ruffle of clothing as Zacroma was obviously going through the pile of stuff she'd picked out for Raven to try on. "Okay, first, put this on under the pants, no wait. Take off the entire outfit. Put this on, then put these pants on and…this top over it." She said, tossing a few clothes over the door.
Raven looked at them, but sighed and changed. The first article, was a plane black bathing suit, one piece and extremely simple. The next, were extremely large parachute pants that were a dark gray color. And the last was a shoulderless top with very loose long sleeves that just covered her bust area, this was an even lighter gray. She didn't mind it, she didn't mind it at all. Everything was covered, save for a little bit of her lower hips where the pants didn't reach and the bathing suit didn't cover. However, this wasn't the style of clothing that really worked with her. "Um, this isn't going to work." She said.
"Let me see!" Zacroma insisted.
Raven opened the door, and both Zacroma and Starfire cocked their heads, looking at her with the same unsure expression on their faces. "Hmmmm, you're right. Okay, let's try this!" She said, gathering up the clothes Raven had shed, and then rummaging through what they still had.
It took several tries, and Raven had to put up with it all, frowning and glowering at some outfits, while raising an eyebrow at others. But, though she would never admit it, she was starting to have a little fun. What, was she spending too much time around Zacroma and Starfire? Was it seeping into her? But at the same time, was it such a bad thing to enjoy a few little senseless things that every girl does? She was a girl, and, though she wasn't exactly interested in all that stuff, was it such a bad thing to do as Zacroma said and loosen up a bit? After all, it wasn't like she was a ticking time bomb anymore, she could do this sort of thing now without being afraid of loosing control over her emotions. She could try to find her wild side, and it wouldn't endanger the entire universe like it use to.
Yeah, right. She wasn't about to go that far.
And why not?
Raven jumped and blinked at her reflection. It was blurring a bit, and suddenly she saw herself, two sets of eyes, paper white skin, and black hair, wearing a tight purple midrift that just barely showed off her belly button, and low tight black jeans that flaired out at the bottoms and sort of passed her feet to get on the ground. Raven looked down at herself. No, she was the same, her hair was still violet, and her skin still had some color in it. She looked back up, but found the demon still on the other side of her mirror, smirking, and somehow wearing the outfit to make it look a lot more...sensual than it was suppose to.
There's nothing wrong with flouting your body a bit. You've spent your life avoiding socialization, but you don't have to anymore. You don't have to suppress yourself anymore. She whispered.
It was like someone else was speaking in her mind, but at the same time, these were her own thoughts to herself. Thoughts that had originated in the very bowls of her mind, thoughts that came from her other half, the half she'd spent her entire life fighting against. But that half was pure now, she was pure now. I don't know… She thought, looking down at the outfit she had on.
Your scars have disappeared, you can show off your arms now. So why don't you put on that, that, and then let Zacroma put a little makeup on you. It's alright, there's nothing wrong with it is there? Rorek and Malchior will like it especially. She said, the mirror Raven pointing to two articles of clothing that Raven had discarded. One was a halter-top that was an inch higher than the one she had on, and the other was a small jacket, much like the one Elsa had once tried to push on her, made with a spider-web design. The halter was black and it had a spider on the chest.
Raven put them on, and then looked at her mirror self, grimancing. She knew she didn't look quite so…sluty, was the only way she could but it, as her mirror self did right now. But if it made her look anything like that…
Then what? What's so bad about looking sexy? Come now, you're a demon, a high demon, and since when did any demoness care about modesty, hm?
I'm only half demon. Raven told herself frowning.
You don't even act like you're that much. Even a purified half-demon should be able to have some fun.
I don't know…
Fine, we can find a medium. Those pants aren't so tight, put them on. But you like the spider design, admit it, it suites you. Her mirror said adamantly.
Raven suppressed a sigh and frowned. She put on the pants, and then, not looking at her reflection again, opened up the changing room. Zacroma was there, currently waiting for Starfire to come out as well, and when she looked up, her eyes became alight. "Ohmigosh Raven that is perfect! You have to get it, okay? I am not letting you off on this one!" She said firmly.
"Alright, alright. I'll get it." Raven relented. The pants were a little higher up, and weren't quite so tight, but they did bell out at the bottoms a bit, and were made of a stretchy black material that looked a bit like velvet at first glance. But the flair didn't stay in a bell shape, it flowed around her ankles, and the fabric allowed for movement, and was also quite comfortable.
Just then Starfire stepped out, wearing a shockingly pink tankini top, rainbow arm warmers, and bright blue, two times too big for her parachute pants. To no one's surprise, this outfit looked very good on Starfire. Of course practically any outfit looked good on Starfire so that wasn't saying much. "Oh friend Raven you look wonderful! It is gloomy, but, sadly, only gloomy clothes look good on you." Starfire said.
"Is that the outfit you're gonna pick Starfire?" Zacroma asked.
"Oh yes, I like it very much! It is quite different though, are you sure these baggy pants will not look funny?" The tameranian questioned.
"Oh no! All you need is…" Zacroma suddenly whipped out a blue hat with a smily-face on it, which she put on Starfire backwards. "Perfect! You're adorable! Alright, my turn!"
It took a few tries, but finally Zacroma decided on a black miniskirt, with a black sleeveless midriff that had blue fire across the chest, which matched the ice-blue color she'd chosen for her hair earlier, and the royal blue she'd changed her eyes to, whose color had an uncanny resemblance to Raven's. She also got a new pair of black, lace-up boots, and fingerless biker gloves to match.
After that, Raven was able to convince them that they had, indeed, bought enough stuff and could go home, now. It was 4:00, and they were planning to be at the party by 10:00, because, according to Zacroma, that's when the real partying started. So Raven had plenty of time to get a few things she needed done, but only if they went home.
First on her list, was to find Michael, Daniel, and Shade. She didn't know what she was going to do when she found them, but it was essential to do something.
Next, she needed to check on the kethnic water to make sure it was coming along well enough. That was about it for the day. Zacroma had made it quite clear that this was going to be a relaxing time, and since most bad guys were now realizing there were a few new and very powerful additions to the Titans (and were either sucking their thumbs and rocking back and forth crying for their mommies, or trying to figure out some new mode of attack that would somehow keep them from being dragon chow), this was indeed possible, as they had been having very few alerts lately. Therefore, musing over the dream any more was a no-can-do until tomorrow.
"Hey guys, I need to take care of some business. Tell Robin when he comes back from work." Raven called into the living room.
"Alright!" Called Beast Boy. "NOOOOOO! YOU BEAT US AGAIN! HOW ARE YOU DOING THIS!" He cried, pointing an accusing finger at Rorek.
"Who knew a 1,000 year old dragon could be so darn good at video games?" Zacroma wined.
Raven snickered and left the scene for the door. "No you can't come with me." She told Malchior, before he could even say a word. "I'm just going to take care of those three guys that were involved with the whole Judora thing last time." She explained. "Which is something I'd rather do on my own."
Malchior heaved a sigh, "Alright, now you're starting to push me aside! I haven't gotten as much time with you lately as he has, and I'm not gonna stand for it." He told her flatly.
"That isn't my fault." She said, poking him in the nose. "You think it's easy trying to juggle two relationships at once? I can't do it. It's either one or the other, and for a good while it was you. But now it's gonna be Rorek for a bit. Okay?"
Malchior gave her the most pouty-pathetic look he could, which was extremely undignified and quite childish. "Couldn't you at least try to make time for me too?" he wined.
Raven sweatdropped, "Acting like a neglected puppy has to be an all-time low, even for you." She said
"Well, if it works…" He trailed hopefully.
Raven sighed and gave in, "Fine, you can come with me, but, just, behave, okay?" She asked pleadingly.
"As you wish, my love." He said, sweeping down romantically to kiss the jewel on the back of her hand. Again, Raven sweatdropped.
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Finding the three was, shockingly, much easier than Raven had expected somehow. First, she knew where they lived. It wasn't in the nicest part of town to be sure, and the apartment complex was pretty run-down, but still with 6 stories. It would be hard to ask the clerk, if there was one, where the three lived when she didn't know their last names…check that. She did know Shade's last name, but as he never even knew his first name, he was probably signed under another made up last name as well. So that didn't help her at all.
So she decided to just land on the roof, and then walk through the halls to see if she could sense their presence in any of the doors. However, it seemed that wouldn't be necessary.
"Hey, aren't those the guys?" Asked Malchior, who was looking over the edge of the building into one of the alleyways.
Raven came over to the edge to look down. "Um, yeah, they are." She answered, blinking to make sure she was seeing the scene right.
All three of them were standing, side to side, with their backs to a wall, and about 5 to 6 other gangsters, each with some knife or other sharp object, advancing on them. Now that Raven was paying attention, their shouts could be heard quite easily. "What, so now you're too good for us! Is that it Burn! Gotten all high and mighty?" Bellowed a particularly large man.
"That's not it, Deck! We've been trying to tell you!" Daniel exclaimed.
"This whole gangster thing, it's gotta stop. There's no point in harassing innocent people just for kicks and a buck or two." Agreed Michael.
"So now you're gonna preach to us! What the happened! Didja get cold feet or someth'n? Did someone tie you up to a pew and make you listen to some church seminar? Where's the old Trio, huh? The one who didn't mind hav'n a little fun, eh?" 'Deck' yelled.
"They're gone." Shade spat. "We're not gonna do that anymore."
"I suppose I should be happy for them or something, but this entire thing is making me sick. Are they even gonna defend themselves!" Malchior huffed.
The three looked defiant and steadfast, but also looked as though they were prepared to take the beating their 'friends' were about to administer to them as well. Which was not at all necessary. "Your right, I'd better stop this, or at least give them a proper definition of 'innocent'." Raven agreed, jumping over the edge.
She let herself glide down to a spot behind the gangsters, where the three, of course, saw her. She cleared her throat loudly, gaining the attention of one, then two, then all of the males (and female) present. "Excuse me, but I was wondering if all of you could kindly clear off so I can have a word with your, ah, 'friends'?" She asked them.
To no one's shock, the entire alley was soon echoing with the sound of laughter. Raven waited patiently for it to die down, but then she had to start waiting for the collective snide and rude remarks to die as well. Then someone said, "Hey man, you probably need to control your woman better or she's gonna get into some serious ."
Raven blinked, and looked to find Malchior had followed her. Of course. He raised his eyebrows at them and said, "What, you think I control her? Heck no! This is a matriarchy, it's the other way around." He told them, without the slightest ounce of shame.
Raven heaved a deep and heavy sigh, "Why me?" She moaned, as everyone stared at him, wondering if he was serious or not.
"Uh, Deck, trust me, you do not want to mess with her. That's Raven, of the Teen Titans? She'll whoop your # faster than you can blink." Piped Daniel.
That got everyone's attention. The next moment that alley was empty, it was almost scary how fast they all cleared out.
"I'm surprised they didn't recognize you from the start, but I guess not everyone's seen your new look." Malchior mused.
"I was hoping to avoid all that, oh well." She sighed, striding over to the three. "When I said 'innocent' you do realize that this does not include those who were trying to attack you, right?" She asked them.
The three looked at each other. "I though, anyone who's got pure human blood, no matter how much bad stuff they've done, was relatively innocent." Said Michael.
"Compared to the Blood Clan, they are. But what I meant by 'innocent' is someone who doesn't wish harm on another. What you can't do, is just kill someone for kicks. If these guys try to hurt you, you fight back, alright? If you see someone in trouble, you jump in and save them. That's what being a 'hero' is all about. And I pretty much didn't give you any other choice when I granted you that power, did I?" She explained. "Which brings me to what I wanted to talk to you about,"
"You're not gonna take it away are you?" Shade asked suddenly.
Raven blinked, "No, not exactly. I was going to ask you, well, I could erase all of this, I could make you, well, normal again if you wanted. Like what I did with Vincent, that boy. I could take away your memories and give you back your lives as they were. Though, hopefully, changed a little for the better. I am very pleased with the way you stood up to you friends, I imagine something happened." Their dark looks gave her the answer she needed. "But the thing is, I could take it away, you wouldn't have to have this burden if you don't want it. That's what I wanted to ask you."
"No." Said Daniel, looking firm. "No way. I've been a thief, a con-artist, a hit-man, and a gangster. I've even robbed a few people, raped a few girls. There's a lot of stuff I've done that I'm not proud of, and after what I saw the other night," He shuddered, "I realized that that, that was what I had become. Not so much for the rituals and the magic, but on the inside I was just as bad. I don't want to be like that anymore, I want to pay my dues to society, and this is how. I am completely aware that it isn't fun in games, that it isn't as cool as it seems on the outside, but hey, you know what? Whatever I have to deal with, I deserve it. The more good I do, the better." He said.
Raven nodded, and turned to the other two.
"I've hurt too many people, done so much crap, I'm with Daniel. If I can clean up my act and help ten times as many people as I hurt, then I might be able to become the person my Ma always wanted me to be." Said Michael.
"I was orphaned as a baby, thrown out on the streets. I wasn't wanted, and it was a trailer trash woman who decided to take care of me. She kept telling me she regretted doing it, and when she died I didn't care, I was the one who killed her. I thought this gave me the right to take it all out on others. But I was wrong, I had no right to do the stuff I did. I want to pay my time with this. I've seen what real evil is, and I don't want any part of it." Shade finished.
"I'm still gonna be sick." Malchior muttered
"Shut up." Raven snapped, so venomously that Malchior shrunk away, almost timidly. She turned to the three and gave them a smile, "Well, I guess that's that then. The next thing is, honestly, we don't have any more room in the T-Tower for three more Titans. We barely managed to get rooms for Malchior, Rorek, and Zacroma, and it's kinda crowded really. Besides, we only handle the villains that the police can't. I imagine you three would like to stick with the stuff your use to for now." She said.
"Oh, we never dreamed of becoming Teen Titans, and you're right, for now we would like to stick with cleaning up this area. Just one thing," Daniel said.
"What?"
"I don't guess you could, I dunno, sorta, introduce us properly to Zacroma?" Daniel asked, grinning hopefully.
Raven sweatdropped, "Uh…actually,"
"Beast Boy likes her." Malchior finished. Even Raven's eyes whipped around to stare at him. "Oh come on! You're suppose to be an empath, surely you've noticed!" He exclaimed.
"Er, well, I haven't been paying that much attention but…oh my gosh, you're right." Raven said, smacking her self for being so dense.
"So, unless you want some form of huge beast running after you, I suggest you just stick with talking." Malchior said.
Raven sighed, "Okay, maybe. It just depends on what happens and if we hook up again, which we probably will."
"Yeah! I mean, if you guys need any help at all," Michael said.
"Their powers would work very well with your magic." Malchior mused. "Do it right, and they could become like three extremely advanced forms of familiars. Which, I don't think I need to tell you, would boost your power tremendously, not to mention theirs." He said.
"Alright, here." Raven said, pulling out her communicator from her belt. "Take this, I can always get Cyborg to make me another one. If I need you, I'll call you. You should be able to pick up where I am using it too." She told them.
"Will do, Chief!" Said Daniel.
"Uh, don't call me chief, please?"
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"How's it coming?" Asked Rorek, peering over the edge of Raven's cauldron.
"Slowly, but surely. It'll be ready next week, when there's a full moon. But something tells me we're just not gonna need it anymore." Raven answered with a sigh.
"As powerful as you have become, I imagine there would be no problem dealing with Slade. Thanks to you, Robin and Starfire have gained weapons that make them much more formidable." He commented.
"Our old enemies are looking like a group of disobedient toddlers compared to Judora and the Church of Blood. I wonder what's gonna happen when we no longer have to worry about them." She said.
"Well, speaking from personal experience, once the old evil has been defeated by the good, or if the old good is defeated by the evil, a whole is created, a gap, allowing a stronger, more dangerous evil, or good, to fill it and rise against the current power. Then again, just because the good are the ones with supernatural prowess, that doesn't mean there isn't enough evil in the world already to fill the gap." Rorek commented.
"You've been reading some of my novels, haven't you?" Raven asked him.
"Yes. But these articles of reading you call 'newspapers' that tell of things happening help this opinion as well." Rorek said.
"Don't believe everything you hear on the media, newspapers, magazines, and Television will all give you the bad side of the story because that's what people want to hear." Raven told him. "The worse it is, the more it sparks an interest."
"Why? Why would anyone want to hear about some molesting a child, or some group of thugs showing up at a schooling house with guns and shooting everyone?" Rorek demanded.
"I don't know, it isn't logical at all. You'd think people would want to avoid bad stuff, but they don't. It's like they need to feel some sort of pain so that they can be sure of their existence. Kind of stupid, but at the same time, it makes sense." She mused.
"Not to me, I'm still confused. And I've been trying to understand humans for over a thousand years." Rorek sighed.
"Humans can barely understand themselves, so it's not surprising. By the way, what are your thoughts on this whole dance club thing tonight?" She asked.
Rorek shrugged, "Honestly, I don't know. I do know it would be a good idea to wear that normal outfit for it, but I get the feeling I'll need to somehow manage a scarf to go along with it if I'm going to breath, at all."
"You know, I think I know a small hex that stifles select senses for a time. I think, with a little reviewing, I might be able to fix that problem for you. Just for tonight though." She told him.
"Would you? I'd appreciate it very much!" he told her.
"Sure. I'll use it on Malchior too, assuming he's not going in full armor, which he better not be." Raven said. She then stretched and yawned, "Well, I think that's all I wanted to get done. I think I'll go back to my room and read for a bit." She said, turning to go back into the tower.
"I'll come with you." Rorek said, and Raven suddenly found his arms slip around her waist.
Raven blinked, surprised by this sudden boldness from Rorek, which wasn't entirely unwanted. He gave her a peck on the cheek from behind, which turned into a kiss when she craned her neck over to meet him. That familiar ache was slowly creeping up on her, sending chills up and down her spine. His tongue grazed her lips playfully, and then, when she let it, began to tickle the inside of her mouth, gradually escalating from slightly shy, to deep and loving. She slipped around in his arms and brought her own up around his neck so that she could press in more effectively. His hands were moving up and down her waist and he seemed to melt into her. Content with what he was getting now, and not feeling the need to press any farther for more.
The kiss lasted for a few minutes, but when it stopped they broke off gently, and Raven rested her head on Rorek's chest, almost wishing the armor wasn't there so she could hear his heartbeat. Rorek held her close, but not so tight. He stroked her hair gently and kissed the top of her head. "How are your scars?" He whispered softly.
"They've disappeared. Transforming into a demon must have made them fade even faster." She answered.
"I'm glad." He said, resting his chin on her head. "Shall we go to your room?" he asked, even more quietly.
"Actually, I'd like to be alone for a bit if that's okay." She answered.
"Of course." He told her, giving her head one last kiss before releasing her. "I think I'll go play that racing game with Beast Boy again." He mused, pulling his scarf back over his face.
Raven snickered, "You do that. But I have a question, how are you beating everyone so easily?" She asked as they walked to the door.
"Easily? Oh it's not at all easy. It's just a matter of reflexes and control, and ever since I got use to the whole 'video game' concept, where you press buttons to make a character on the screen perform an action, I've begun developing strategies the moment I see how a game is played. It's simple, but not easy, and I guess I'm just flat better at it than the others because no one has beaten me yet." He answered, his eyes grinning at her.
"Makes sense. Well, have fun I guess." She said, parting with him at the bottom of the steps so she could head to her room, and he to the living room.
Raven stood at her door, and sighed. She still had a mess to clean up, stuff to replace and all that. And the hangman tapestry was not cheap either. She grimanced, and walked in her room.
Only to find 1: All her books were back in their right places. 2: The tapestry was as good as new. 3: the box containing the mask also looked as though nothing had happened. 4: Her bedcovers also looked as though nothing had happened, not to mention they were made. And 5: Malchior was sitting on her bed, looking exceedingly proud of himself.
Raven blinked and stared as her door closed behind her, "Did you—?"
"No, I didn't. There was a group of small wood fairies that came in and cleaned everything up, I just sat back and watched." He answered. His voice wasn't sarcastic, on the contrary, it sounded as though he were trying to cover something up.
Raven bit her bottom lip, trying to keep down the smile and laughs. "Thank you Malchior." She said, allowing her self an appreciative smile.
"I told you, I didn't do anything! Honest!" He defended wildly.
Raven walked over and gave him a hug, "Alright, thanks for what you didn't do." She said. She tried to pull back, but unfortunately it seemed that bit of physical contact hadn't been the best of ideas. Also, it appeared he'd been planning this from the start.
The next moment Raven found herself being pinned down on her bed, and the dark dragon kissing her almost desperately. Raven's eyes widened and she blinked, the new force he was currently administering was almost bruising. Her eyes watered as the power of his pent up emotions hit her like a tone of bricks, and she suddenly realized that he wouldn't, couldn't, stop until it had all been released.
Though it seemed they had somehow merged even more after the last incident with Judora, Malchior and Rorek were still, currently, two different people. While Rorek could stand back for a while, safe in the knowledge that Raven loved him, and was content with this, Malchior couldn't. He needed more than that, he was the part of Malorek that held the bulk of their lust and wanting.
Having two boyfriends sucks.
So Raven wrapped her arms around him, and began kissing him back, running her fingers through his hair to caress the back of his head. This seemed to have a desired effect as he was beginning to relax his relentless assault and groan with pleasure, shivering at her touch. He nearly ripped her costume, tearing off the cloak and then pulling her neck down so he could nip at her neck. She let him, and slipped her hands beneath his spandex so she could run her hands over his shoulders and upper spine. He gasped and seemed to freeze in the position he was in, afraid that if he moved she might stop.
He relaxed, letting her sleeve go and resting his head on her chest, practically melting with her touch. She rose one hand up to caress his head, while the other hand continued to rub his back gently. She did feel a little guilty. It was a mean way to think of it, but currently Malchior was acting like a neglected pet, yearning for attention so much he'd bite his master's hand just to be noticed. Another reminder that neither he, nor Rorek, were human. A human male, if his girlfriend was neglecting him for some reason, would usually seek another female to fill the gap for the time, which ultimately lead to an unhappy ending. Was it even possible for a human man be so completely devoted to one woman day and night without a single note of attraction to another the entire time? In most cases, no.
Breathing deeply, Malchior finally raised himself up, and gave her a small kiss on the lips. "Thank you. Sorry I was so forceful, I just,"
"It's okay, I understand now." She answered, sitting up and rubbing her shoulder, just now noticing that it had somehow been bruised. Oh well, it would heal in a few hours. "But you have to understand as well, I can't just give you what you want every single time and be fair to Rorek as well. I understand that you've been exercising a good deal of self control lately, and I'm grateful, but this is just as difficult for me as it is for you, maybe more so." She told him.
"I know, I know," He sighed, rubbing his face with his hands in frustration. "But it's hard, Raven, it really is."
Raven put her hands on his face and then brought it down so she could kiss him. "It'll get easier, right? You've got more of Rorek in you now, I mean, since he has more of you. The more that happens, the better it'll get. At least I hope so."
"I do too." He agreed.
"But right now, is a little alone time so much to ask?"
"We are alone." He answered, giving her a sly grin.
"Alone as in me, myself, and I." She told him frowning.
He chuckled, "Alright, alright, I'll leave." He said, giving her one last kiss before slipping off her bed.
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A/N: Weeeee! Another lovely batch of reviews from the last chapter, keep it coming you guys! And some more kissy scenes for those of you who live for them, heheh.
Storm Front: You reviewed right after I updated the next chapter so I couldn't add a response! But anyways, I am over here laughing because that is exactly where I got the name! Only, it's "Majora's Mask", and that's a Zelda game which is the best gaming series ever! But originally I used that name for my other fic, Master of Masks, Warrior Soul, which is about Majora before she became a mask, and Fierce Deity as well. Judora was Majora's evil demon mother who only bore her to use as a weapon against the heavens and so she could take over and yada yada yada. She was the main bad guy in that too, though Majora doesn't exactly end up as being a 'good guy' either, though being completely insane it's hard to tell. So yeah, that is where Judora's name originated, I'm just using it because I thought it was a very evil sounding name, also, this Judora's character was kinda taken from the other's. But hey, that's my story too and Judora's my character so I can use her wherever I want!
Miyu399: See above notes to Storm Front for the answer to your first question. As for the second question, well, you'll just have to see :D
LivingImpared: I'm sorry! I didn't mean to forget you, but when I don't have something to say to a review, I don't have anything to write! I mean, just going 'thanks' and variations of that just takes up space and there's really no point to it. I haven't forgotten you, I just didn't have anything to say! But I do now, and yes it is coming alone nicely. See, I've got a little secret that helps me along, but I can't tell you what it is until I've finished the story! So Nya!
Pandora Kattalikis: A Trilogy? Hm, I really haven't decided yet. We'll have to see. Though right now I keep getting ideas for other stories (And the last dream I had did not help, THAT'S SOME GOOD STORY MATIRIAL THERE! WAAAAAA!) and it's been hard to keep my focus for this long, but I've been managing it with the help of my faithful reviewers! Keep it up yall!
Lou: Lol, looks like someone doesn't read the bold print at the top of the first A/Ns that says 'THIS STORY IS A SEQUAL'. But that's okay, tis a mistake anyone could make I suppose. Also (Bows) thank you, thank you, you're too kind! No really, it's nice to have a few detailed praises to keep my focus. Hope to see your review again soon!
Ravenrocs4eva: No I don't know how many chapters this is going to have, but I do know it will have more than Spellbinder, however it probably won't go above 30 or so, though that just depends on how I write out the stuff I'm planning in my head. (Thinks a bit), okay yeah, it could go above 30, but I doubt it.
I'm InTeReStInG: You're name is a pain in the butt to write, lol! Anyways, she only mistook them because it was dark, and she was sort of grabbed from behind too. Completely understandable ne?
Troubled-ego: It was most likely Azar, remember? Yeah, that point's a little vague, but it doesn't really matter so I didn't go into much detail. And yes, I like to make my reader's heads spin, it's fun to watch, lol! Not that you guys mind too much, just so long as I update. It took me a while to come up with a good name for them, so I decided on a duel name that could just be shortened to 'Malorek' (Or 'Mal' heheh), a good idea in my opinion, because the other option was something like Malchyorek, and that doesn't exactly roll off the tongue very well does it?
Well that's about it and WHY IS THE AIR CONDITIONER ON? IT'S FRIGG'N COLD IN HERE, MY FINGERS ARE STIFF! Ahem, that's better. So, now I'm off to have breakfast, lol! Spring Break rules.