My eyes opened slowly, bringing the dark night into focus around me. I had waited four days for him to come back, but it looked like I was on my own for now. Too many people had been hurt for me to stay silent anymore. Slowly I slipped out of bed and looked over at my roommate. Yamato was sound asleep still so I crept over to the door and picked up the dark cloths I had set there earlier. The walk to the front door was successful and I slipped into the freezing night without waking anyone. Now finally free to make a little noise, I dressed myself in a dark green long sleeved shirt and pitch black pants. Even though I couldn't transform into Sinbad, I could still seal a demon. All I had to do was avoid Ken.

Snowcap Mountain V

By: Satashi

Chiaki panted lightly as he reaches the ski lifts. He had hoped they stayed running all night long but apparently they didn't. Cursing under his breath, he looked up the mountain, dimly illuminated by the moon in the sky. Pondering on how he was going to make his ascent, he rubbed his arms and involuntarily shivered. "Dang it's cold."

"Think so?" A voice made him turn and look on top of the operating control room for the lifts.

"Jeanne!"

"Snow ski version 2.0!" She proclaimed to him, twirling to show her sweater and thick pants. "Guaranteed to keep out the cold!"

"What are you doing?" he hissed at her as she lightly jumped down to him. "If anyone sees you here, Jeanne will be narrowed down to the people in our class!"

"I won't be seen," She assured him before looking up the mountain. "So it's up there? At the shrine no doubt."

"How did you know?"

"It's fairly obvious." Jeanne sighed. "Don't forget that I've been doing this just as long as you. I was hoping you wouldn't come out tonight." She looked over at him in the cold and softened. Slowly she reached up to him and touched his cheek. "Go back, Chiaki. I don't want you to get hurt."

His eyes narrowed and he jumped up onto a rail, then onto a fence, then up onto the control room Jeanne was on just before. Finally he jumped again and grabbed the wire that the swings were welded too and swung himself up to stand on it. "I'm perfectly able to handle myself. I can't let you seal it, Jeanne!"

The girl simply hopped up onto the wire and gave him a gentle look. "I don't mean it like that, Chiaki. Even just getting up here is rough for you like that. Just imagine what it'll be like later?" She turned and run up the wire effortlessly. Before Chiaki could even reply, she had already made it far enough away where she couldn't hear him if he had said anything. 'This is a snap after jumping rooftops,' she thought to herself as she steadily went up the mountain. 'A lot faster than those stupid lifts as well…' She shivered. The thief actually felt safer running along the thick steel cable they were attached to than sitting in the swing itself.

Once at the top of the lifts, Jeanne easily flipped off onto the ground and scanned the area. It seemed like no one was stationed up this far for the night so she easily ran past the coffee house and to the temple stairs. The girl took them seven at a time and landed in a couch during her last jump.

The area was completely empty.

"Strange." She thought aloud as she stood up and walked around. Her petite Clair didn't offer her any sort of help on locating the demon and she stood in the middle of the house with a confused look on her face. "But… It has to be here." She growled and closed her eyes a moment in thought. "The lounge!"

Jeanne sprang into action and quickly darted out the doors of the temple and ran steadily to the stairs, which she jumped entirely. Her body rolled on the ground when she landed to absorb the impact and before she could hardly stand up again, she was once again running.

Chiaki slid into the building slowly, carefully closing the window behind him as he did so. His rosary was vibrating against his chest as a warning, making him slink low to the floor and stay in the shadows. 'Ironic that the picture of him that he didn't even want was the one that possessed him… I knew I should have checked here before the shrine.' a black pin came to his call and he held it in between his fingers. 'I may not have as much spiritual energy as I do when I'm Sinbad, but I can still do things like this!'

The pin flew through the room silently toward the painting. The thief held his breath unconsciously as he watched it fly. The pin almost made it before being thrown off course by a sharp wind coming from the other side of the room. He cursed and quickly ran forward; clapping his hands and making several more pins appear between them as he spread out his arms. "One of them has to hit!" The pins were all tossed at the same time, but were burned to ashes by a dark energy beam that almost got him as well.

Jumping back, he avoided another blast and finally managed to make out Ken as he charged. Chiaki cut a back flip and landed on his hand, spinning his feet around and got the street fighter square in the chest with the surprise attack. "Sorry Ken, I'm going to have to hurt your body!" Standing up, Chiaki formed more pins between his fingers and threw them all, catching a few into the chest of his opponent and drawing blood. 'Guess I can't seal that way after all…'

"Fool!" Ken ran forward and punched so hard that Chiaki felt the blow even though the attack didn't directly land on him. It was followed by a kick and an uppercut, both of which didn't land but still robbed the boy of his breath. The thief took a chance opening and lashed out his own attacks, pressing his precious energy reserves into them. The move worked and soon he found himself landing a few blows onto the fighter in front of him.

The advantage didn't last long, however, and soon the lack of energy was starting to show in Chiaki's attacks. One after another his punches were blocked and too soon he found himself back on the defensive. 'It's no good,' he growled to himself as he was thrown out the large window of the lounge and into the freezing cold. 'My energy supplies are spent. I'm on my own against him now.'

Chiaki stood up and wiped a little blood from his mouth. Any rational person would have used the opportunity to flee, but he stood his ground determined. His recklessness was answered by a large energy blast being shot through the very window his body had crashed through earlier. He danced to the side of it and engaged once again, furiously punching and kicking as best he could.

Finally Ken saw his chance and grabbed the wrist of a hand that was thrown at him. The move caught his opponent off guard and allowed him to slam his fist into his gut, doubling him over. "Time to end this! Dragon!" Ken's fist was engulfed in a black aura as he hit Chiaki's bent over chest, knocking him into the air. "Uppercut!" His named move landed on the body, sailing him farther into the air. "Whirl-wind kick!" Ken jumped after him and spun around, nailing his foot into Chiaki's side and sending him across the snow and into a tree, leaving several spots of blood in the white snow.

Jeanne finally managed to get back to the lounge just in time to see her friend get hit by the attack. "Chiaki!" She began to run for him as fast as she could, kicking up snow behind her as she ran.

"Die!" Ken moved his hands behind himself and formed a ball of energy. "Hadoken!" The fireball shot forward toward the fallen boy, leaving a trail of melted snow in its wake.

'I won't make it!' Jeanne's world slowed down as she watched helplessly as her secret love was about to be killed. "Chiakiii!" Her eyes blurred with a splash of tears when he looked up helplessly at the oncoming attack that would rob him of his life.

Sudden blackness enveloped him as the explosion occurred. Wind rushed around him harshly, but for some reason he didn't feel the pain he thought he would. "Can't leave you alone for a second can I, Sinbad?"

The blackness was removed from him, and he realized that it was actually wings being wrapped around him. A few scattered black angel feathers fluttered around him as he weakly turned and starred at his partner in shock. "… Access?"

"You know it." The angel grinned down at him. He wore light leather and silk armor, complete with a sword strapped to his side sheathed in what looked to be like the leather from a bat wing. The most startling feature was that he was about six feet tall now. "He's our target?"

"Y-yeah," Chiaki felt Jeanne finally reach him and cradle him in her arms, crying. "Maron, ow, not so tight."

Access didn't bother with the questions about how she knew. "Sinbad, I have the power you wanted. But I won't lie to you, it's intense."

"I want it." Chiaki looked up at him. "I can't go on like this. I have to protect her. Not like this…"

"Jeanne, distract him for a while." He took Chiaki from her, much to her displeasure, and laid him on the ground. "Close your eyes. This won't take long."

Jeanne swallowed before turning to glare at Ken, who seemed bored with watching them. "I won't forgive anyone who hurts my loved ones," She challenged. Dashing forward, she lashed out her ribbon, which he dodged. Several attacks lashed out at her but each was avoided nimbly. After a moment she tried her ribbon again, only to have it burnt by a powerful energy surge. "Class: A demon, huh?" She asked as she dodged another attack and countered with her own.

Ken faked a punch then swept to his knees and lashed out his foot, neatly clipping Jeanne's ankles and toppling her over onto the snow. With a flip in the air he prepared to land on her, fist raised to strike.

"Don't think so." The punch was caught by a grip on his wrist. Jeanne looked up, seeing Ken on one side and Sinbad on the other. "Go away." He spoke evenly before slinging Ken several yards with a flip of his wrist. With the threat temporarily gone, he helped her to her feet and held her when she realized her ankle had been sprung.

Her breath caught in her throat at seeing him. Light blue triangular strips graced each of his cheeks and his hair had grown several feet, now hanging to his waist in a loose white flowing ponytail. His normal trench coat was still there, only now outlined in the same blue that was on his cheeks. "…Wow." Was all she could manage.

A small explosion rang out in the direction where Ken had been thrown and before Jeanne even knew what was happening he was in front of them ready to strike.

Sinbad easily caught the attack while still looking at Jeanne.

"You don't give up do you?" He looked over at him slowly and with a quick flip, tossed him over his shoulder and into the ground while still somehow managing to keep the girl safely in his arms. "You'll be sealed here!" He drew his sword with one hand and sliced the air, severing the demon's hold on the man. The demonic scream rang out as the evil being was forced from its host body. "The future for you is death," He told the demon before flinging a small dagger through its body and crashing the window behind him and finally landing in the painting hanging in the small lounge.

"Just like that." Access said with a smirk, walking over to them.

"Access, you're huge man!" Sinbad finally allowed himself to be amazed. "Whoa, you look sharp! A sword too?"

"Yeah!" he grinned like an idiot, one fang showing over his lip. "It's a special sword. The sheath was made just for me." His eyes lost a little bit of its shine but he quickly regained it. "You have no idea how much I like it."

"Access…" The angel turned to look at Jeanne, who was now being carried by Sinbad. "You're a warrior of heaven… right?"

"First class." He nodded to her. "I just got promoted." He yawned loudly and stretched. "I haven't slept in four days, man I'm exhausted." He rubbed his shoulder and kneeled down to pick up Ken. "So, Jeanne knows huh?" The angel made his way to the lounge and paid the man on a couch inside of it.

"Yeah," Sinbad replied easily, following him and ignoring Jeanne's constant inspection of his hair and cheeks. "It's okay, we talked it through. But there are still some parts missing."

"Tomorrow man, tomorrow." Access yawned again and finally started to head toward their cabin. "You wouldn't believe Michael, man. He's a machine. Trained me since the moment I got there almost."

"You'll have to tell me about it." Sinbad looked at the cabin and made a shushing motion to Access. Slowly his new powers faded form him and Chiaki stood where Sinbad had been moments before. In his arms Maron looked up at him, disappointed that the long hair was now gone. "For now let's get some sleep. Tomorrow is going to be a hellacious day."

The three snuck into the house slowly and Chiaki grinned as he walked into his room, still carrying Maron. "Ch-Chiaki…" she whispered up at him, grabbing his shirt collar in her fist. "This isn't my room, put me down."

"And walk on your bad ankle? I think not." He made his way over to his bed, where he sat her down.

"But Linchou!" she hissed in a whisper as he took off his shirt.

"Is fast asleep." He cooed back at her. A moment later she was robbed of her shirt and before she could protest, found another one shoved over her head. She quickly pulled it down to cover herself and managed to get out of her pants while he was changing into some pajamas as well. Thankfully the shirt she was given went clear past her knees and she realized that it was the top half to one of his pajama set.

Finally Chiaki slipped into his bed and gently pulled her in with him, wrapping his arms around her waist and smelling her hair. "I can't believe you," She whispered into his chest, blushing. "The closer to death you are, the more turned on you get when it's over…" She took a breath. "Are you okay?"

"Just fine, don't worry about me." He spoke into her air and grinned at Access, who had apparently sat down and leaned against the wall, falling asleep already. "My partner gave me a great new power."

Maron sighed and spoke into his chest. "Chiaki, why do you do this to me?"

"Because you don't want to be alone…" he closed his eyes and wrapped one arm around her, pushing her head deeper against his chest. "Because I promised myself that I'd be there when you wanted to cry."

Maron closed her eyes and slowly wrapped her arms around him, letting a tear fall down her cheek. "I'm scared," she admitted to him. "Fin has been gone so long… Why did Access go to heaven and come back already? Why didn't Fin tell him to tell me something? Where is she?" She looked up at him and felt her bottom lip shake lightly. "Chiaki, where is Fin?"

Not being able to say anything to her, her pulled her back against his chest and kissed her hair. "I'm sorry, Maron. Tomorrow. You'll know tomorrow." His eyes looked across the room over at Access, who was in a deep slumber.

Chiaki awoke a few hours later quite suddenly. His stomach lurched and he quickly scrambled out of his bed, nearly knocking Maron over in the process. The girl looked around in a confused state, finally catching the sight of her partner stumbling out of the dimly lit room at two in the morning. He continued to wobbly make his way to the bathroom where he fell to his knees and threw up.

Tears came to his eyes as he got sick a second time and finally managed to fall backwards against the wall and pant. "Chiaki? What's wrong?" Maron knelt beside him and reached out to him. "Oh my god, you're burning up!"

The boy closed his eyes and tried to talk to her through gasp of air. "I…don't know…" he swallowed thickly and motioned for her to look away as he lost it a third time. When he was done, Maron eased him back to lean on the wall and wiped his face with a freshly wetted cold washrag. "I'm hot," He told her weakly.

"Just relax. You'll be okay." She wiped the sweat from his face and neck. "Calm down, sweetie… Breathe." Maron gently took his hand and rubbed his palm. "Can you tell me what's going on?"

"My body feels like its on fire," he was close to passing out. "Like I have the flu and decided to run track or something."

"Making such a racket at four in the morning, what's wrong with you?" Yamato sleepily knelt down next to his friend. "You look like hell man." He let Chiaki grin at him before continuing. "You going to hurl?" When he got a shake of the head, he helped him to his feet and slung an arm around his shoulder. "Back to bed with you then."

Maron followed them back to the room and watched Yamato gently lay his friend down. "I think he got too cold and got sick. I, um, heard him and came in the room to check up on him, sorry for coming in unannounced."

If Yamato knew that she had been sleeping there, he didn't show it. Instead he looked down at his friend and gave him a lopsided smile. "I'll go to town and get you some flu medicine later on. You're so much trouble, I swear."

Chiaki grinned lamely at him and closed his eyes. "Man, go away." He sighed. "Just let me sleep will you?"

Maron walked over to him and wiped his face down one last time with the washrag before kneeling down by his bed. "Stay in bed and get some sleep, okay? I'll be in the next room if you need me." When she got a nod she stood up and walked out of the room, glancing over at the still sleeping Access as she did so.

"Oh man, what a nice nap." Access stretched out his arms and wings before standing to do the same for his legs. "I feel so much better."

"Access!" Maron looked over at him and glared. "It's already past four; you've been asleep for almost fourteen hours!"

"Guess everyone else is gone since you're yelling at me, huh?" He walked over to her by Chiaki's bed. The boy looked up at him weakly, awoken by Maron's yelling. Access let out a sharp whistle. "You must feel like crap huh? Magic backlash is a pain in the ass isn't it?"

"What do you mean?" Maron sat on Chiaki's bed and took his hand. "What's wrong with him?"

"Simple really. You ever use a lot of energy one night as Jeanne and then the next day devour everything in your kitchen?" the girl blushed, confirming that she probably had done that more than just a few times. "That's your body telling you that you're low on magical energy and need to replenish it. Food is the ideal choice since your body already knows how to do that on its own."

"But this never happened to me before!" Maron pointed down at Chiaki, scared. "Is he going to be okay?"

"He'll be just fine." Access shrugged it off. "Something like this won't keep him down long. I went through it too up in heaven. By tomorrow he'll be okay again. But anyway, I just gave Sinbad a lot of spiritual energy, his body doesn't know how to react to it, so it's trying to dispose of it anyway it can. Did you throw up anything?" He got a nod so he continued. "Just the reverse of before. Instead of replenishing his energy, his body is trying to get rid of it. Once it gets used to it, however, he'll be normal again."

"I see…" Maron visibly calmed down. "So he'll be fine then. Good."

Access walked out of the room and into the kitchen. "Ah man, I'm starving."

Maron quickly ran after him. "Access! What if someone walks by and sees that stuff floating around?" She motioned to him as he started carrying things to the counter to make a sandwich. He paused a moment, obviously not thinking about it. "Here, let me do it. I want you to start talking." She took the things from him and pointed to the table. "Go sit."

The angel gave her a small lopsided smile and did as he was told. "Well. Hmmm…" He stalled a moment while trying to think of how to start his tale. "I guess I don't really have to start off with 'I'm not the Devil's advocate' do I?" She shook her head slowly. "Good. Lessee…" He paused again and finally propped his elbow on the table and put his face in his hand. "Jeez, this is complicated. I don't know how to say this."

"Bluntly always works." Maron sat the sandwich down in front of him and took a seat for herself. "This is weird for me too, but I'm willing to listen, even after everything has been done."

Access gripped his hair in his fist and growled. "I don't want to tell you this but I know I have to…" He inhaled through his nose. "Jeanne, Sinbad and I never worked for the devil to seal demons… Fin was."

Maron looked at him a moment. Another moment went by and before he could react, her hand lashed out and slapped him across the face. He turned his head in shock and started at the wall, bringing his hand up to touch his cheek before looking back at the fuming girl. "How dare you say that about my fin?" She accused angrily. "After I said I would listen to you!"

"Jeanne, I'm sorry, but it's true!" He tried to meet her eyes, but she turned away from him. "She didn't go to deliver the power to God like she told you; she went to Hell and gave them to the devil! I don't want to believe it either, but that's what happened! Now she's going to come back and use this to break God's barrier around you. You have to accept this and be prepared before-"

Maron stood up in her chair and walked off. "I hope you choke on that." She scoffed at him before grabbing her jacket and walking out the front door.

"Oh damnit." Access cursed and slid back in his chair to walk back into Chiaki's room. "Oi, Sinbad, how are you?"

"Not so loud, my head is killing me." Chiaki looked over at him. His skin had a light shine of sweat over it and his breath was still faster than normal. "Did Maron leave? I heard the door slam."

"Oh she left all right." He sat down roughly on the bed and leaned over. "Sorry Sinbad. I told her about Fin and she bolted on me."

"Crap." He sat up groggily and almost threw up again. His angel pushed him back down. "I have to go after her."

"No, you can't move until your body accepts that power. You're lucky to have made it back to the cabin before you felt the side effects. If you hadn't immediately used them you probably would have passed out in the snow."

"Ugh." He closed his eyes and sighed. "Access tell me exactly why Fin is doing this. All I know is that she fell from heaven."

"It's a long story." He looked up at the ceiling. "I guess I should start at the beginning. I-" His voice was cut off by the sound of the front door opening and two people coming in.

"Chiaki, we're back!" Miyako called out to him. "How are you feeling?" the front door closed and a moment later Miyako and Yamato walked into the bedroom.

"Gah!" Access barley managed to move from his spot before being sat on by the girl. "Ack!" he stumbled away from Yamato, who almost walked into him. "This is nuts!" He leapt back and in a small poofing sound, became smaller once again. "I guess I should stay in this form until everything is clear…"

"Here, take some of this." Yamato gave him a few pills and a glass of water. "It'll make you feel better."

Maron's breath came out in angry puffs as she walked to the ski lifts. 'I can't believe him!' she fumed mentally. 'After I trusted him enough to sit and talk with him! How could he say that!' she got on the lift and pulled the bar down. 'Telling me that fin was working for the devil!' Her thoughts were suddenly interrupted by her petite Claire beeping at her and she looked around quickly to find the source of the disturbance. The beeping started going faster as she reached the top of the slope and when she could get off the lift she instantly started running.

The path lead her near the Ice Temple, where she ran to the side of it and pressed her back against the cold wall. Slowly she looked around the corner and dropped her Clair when she saw who was around it. "F…in?" She mouthed out softly, moving where she could be seen. A five and a half foot tall angel with snow white wings and green hair stood in front of a girl who was hugging her knees. She wore a tight fitting black outfit that showed her legs and arms. Black string was tied around her neck in a make-shift necklace. Beside her a demon fog stood, scaring the girl that was on the ground. "Fin!"

The angel turned to look at her. "Seems like we were seen," She spoke slyly, glaring at the girl.

"Fin! Fin!" Maron ran to her, tears splashing her eyes. "You're back! I missed you so much!" she almost managed to hug the angel before she had her arms slapped away. "Fin?"

"Don't touch me!" She yelled at her, glaring. "I've been so sick of you always hugging me for so long! Don't you have any idea how much I hate that?" Fin snarled. "I didn't think I'd be able to keep working with you until I collected enough pieces to return to hell and give them to Satan."

Maron's world stopped. "What… do you mean?"

Fin laughed evilly, covering her mouth with the back of one hand. "You silly little girl, did you actually believe the story about me being sent from God? Don't make me laugh! Thanks to you, I managed to get enough power for the devil to turn the war in our favor!"

"Fin… don't joke like that…" Maron reached out again to hug her, but she took to the air quickly.

"Don't! Don't touch me! I hate you; I hate you always touching me!" Her eyes moistened lightly. "Don't you ever touch me again, Maron!" She swept out her hand. "Attack her, demon!"

"With pleasure!" the black demon like fog turned to Maron and swept out his hand, knocking her against the wall and down by the girl they had been talking to.

"Maron!" Levina looked at her a moment before grabbing her and pulling the girl close. "What are we going to do? I'm so scared!"

"Fin, don't leave me!" Maron ignored her words and screamed up to her angel as she flew away. "Fin! Fin!"

"I'm your opponent!" the demon snarled at her. It reached back to sling and energy ball at them, but it was cut off before it could be launched by a small black sphere.

"Your evil ends here," A small black winged angel spoke coldly, drawing its sword and placing it in front of him. "Be gone!" he sliced it out in front of him, breaking the air and sending a large gash of wind through the demon's body, killing it.

"Toki!" Levina called out to the angel and quickly ran over to him. "Toki you came!"

"Of course…"

Maron was still on the ground looking up into the air in shock, even though Fin was long gone. "It was true…" She whispered out, dumbstruck. "What Access said… it was true…"

Toki flew over to Maron and landed on Levina's outstretched hand when she offered it to him to perch on. "What did they want?" He asked her softly. Maron shook her head silently so he turned to look up at the red headed girl holding him. "Levina?"

"They wanted me to tell them where the black winged angel was. But they didn't say your name, they kept calling him Access. Access Time."

"They don't know I'm here," he mused, putting his hand on his chin. "Jeanne, where is Access?" Maron didn't answer him so he spoke up again. "Jeanne!"

"Huh?" She turned to look at him. "What?"

"Where is Access?" he repeated a little softer.

"At my cabin." She slowly got to her feet and allowed her friend to help her. "Levina, why were you here?"

"Toki has been staying with me the last few days," She told her. "He was supposed to go back to heave but he chose to stay here for some reason, although he won't tell me what. But Maron, why did he call you Jeanne?"

"Now's not the time for that." Toki hopped off her hands and flew over to Maron. "Jeanne, go back to your cabin and stay with your friends. I don't want you going anywhere by yourself, got it?"

"And you?"

"I'm going to stay with Levina for now; she can see me even away from the temple. You get ready for the battle. I'll protect everyone else." He looked away from her and down at the ground. "I want to see Fin again…The Fin I remember."

Maron slowly opened the front door to her cabin and stepped in. She had walked around aimlessly for the better part of the day before finally taking Toki's advice and returning back to her temporary home. To her surprise, she found Chiaki in the kitchen making himself some toast. "Here, let me." She said instinctively, walking over to him and taking the things from him. "Sit down; you don't need to be walking around." She busied herself with his snack. "Do you want grape or strawberry jam?"

"Are you okay?"

"Go sit down. Now." Maron prepared for him and soon joined the boy at the table. She watched him eat slowly and refused to meet Access's eyes when he flew into the room, still in his smaller form. "How are you feeling? Do you hurt anywhere?"

"Actually it's noticeably getting better." He grinned weakly at her. "I feel sapped of everything, ironic since this happened because I have too much energy." He finished off the small amount of food and sighed. "I just want to keep this down." Chiaki spared her a glance and finally made himself ask. "About earlier…"

"I know." She stood up and walked over to him, taking his hand. "Come on." Maron lead him back into the bedroom. "Where are the other two?"

"Out to dinner in town. They just came back to give me the medicine. Said I needed rest so they left me alone to sleep."

"I see." Maron sat down on the bed and when Chiaki did the same she leaned over and put her head against his chest and wrapped her arms around him. "Hold me, please."

Chiaki did as he was asked and felt his heart break when she started to shiver in his arms and finally break into tears. 'She just now must be accepting it…' He thought sadly as he stroked her hair.

"I saw her today," She spoke between her tears. "She grew up into a full angel." Her voice caught but she went on. "She said she hated me…"

"That's not how she is," Access spoke up finally, sitting down on the bed- still in his smaller form. "There's a story behind all of this. I finally have permission to share it with you both." He took a deep breath and waited for Maron to calm down a little bit before he went on. "Bear with me until it's over. I guess I should start at the begging… It all started about a year ago…"

A/N: I think two more chapters and this story will be completed. I hope you enjoyed and look forward to sharing the next chapter with you in a few days.