Take the Long Way Home

Hey, here's chapter 32, the second part of this three part mini-arc. Who shoot whom? Let's find out!

PS: HAPPY NEW YEAR!!

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'AAA'-Telepathy
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AN: "I'm Back" is a song from the Yu-Gi-oH! TV series, and is property of someone other than myself.

Disclaimer: Ummm…ta-da?

Chapter 32: Dot Hack: Redemption: Round 2…I'm Back

As the shot faded, all eyes turned to Polanski. However, the police officer shook his head, slightly nauseated by the sight of the Musician King's headless body, just before it burst into a mass of energy, which quickly faded away. As soon as the Hellions realized that the officer hadn't fired the shot, they began to look around wildly for the shooter.

Jamie and Razor, using the distraction, dashed out from behind the police cars, narrowly avoiding Briscoe's grasping hands, and ran towards their friends. Jamie began cloning himself at a rapid pace, and the clones set to work carrying the fallen members of the team back to safety. Razor menaced the Hellions while Jamie did this, snapping and clawing viciously at anyone who got to close to his little master. The Hellions formed up into a semi-circle around the dinosaur, clones, and their fallen teammates. Polanski shook off his shock and drew a bead on the teens once more, moving into the line of sight of the Hellions, his pistol not wavering a single millimeter.

Up on the stadium roof, Biker holstered his back-mounted pistol. "I always did hate those stupid lookin' cards," he muttered, referring to the fact that the Musician King was a Yu-Gi-oH! monster card. Hack's voice suddenly crackled in his ear, and the ears of every other team member he had there. "Thank you Mr. Trigger Happy. Alright, since Biker blew our cover, let's go!" Biker mounted Behemoth, and gunned the engine, grinning in anticipation. Meanwhile, on another roof, Hack clambered onto Sidewinder's back, and steadied himself as the scream of jet engines filled the air around them.

Back on the ground, the Hellions stopped their advance on Jamie and Razor, Frost looking around in annoyance. "What is that?!" she demanded. Suddenly, Biker zoomed off the roof of the stadium, over their heads, and hit the ground, doing a sideways skid to stop just shy of the police barricade. He looked at the Hellions as he dismounted, his grin gone and dead seriousness in its place. He drew his back gun and pulled back on both hammers with an audible #click# sound. "Step away from the kids and nobody gets hurt," he growled. Polanski immediately shifted his aim from Frost to this new arrival. Suddenly a voice spoke up from next to him, a gruff, synthesized sounding voice.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you, shooting him will only make him mad." Polanski looked around frantically for the speaker, but saw no one but Briscoe. "Briscoe, am I finally cracking, or did you hear that too?" Briscoe nodded. "I heard it," she confirmed.

The voice chuckled. "Over here, on your left." The two officers looked in the indicated direction, and gaped in astonishment as the K-9 patrol car next to them began to shimmer, before seeming to dissolve from the ground up. As the familiar standard paintjob disappeared, sleek chrome became visible, along with two small pods that looked like they contained missiles. However, the most shocking thing of all; was that this cloaked vehicle…had a head! Yes, it looked like some insane scientist had crossed a Hummer with a rhino, and this mechanical behemoth was the result. He, because the voice was definitely male, was heavily armored, with a single horn on the front of his snout and a boxy body. He had blood red optics, with a slightly darker patch in the center, and its head pretty much looked like a mechanical rhinoceros' head. His body followed the rhino pattern as well, but instead of legs, he had wheels, and where the 'hood' on a normal Hummer was, it was tapered down, becoming a sort of neck. The strange beast chuckled. "Call me Overdrive," he said.

Overdrive then swiveled the darker red part of its optic, presumably its pupil, to look at the two police officers. "You might want to stand back, he 'said', though his mouth made no visible movements. A concealed hatch on 'his' side opened up and Scratch and Decoy bounded out and over to stand beside Biker who had engaged in a stare-off against them. And so far, he was winning. Decoy had gained a suit of battle armor similar to Scratches, but instead of orange it was a matte black, and lacked the small series of horns on the helmet that the tiger's had.

As all of this was going on, the scream of engines was getting louder and louder.

Disappear, outta here,
It was time to pay my dues.
I never guessed that you'd be dressed
In my clothes and in my shoes.

A shape became visible, descending from on high like an avenging dragon, in a vertical drop like that of a Harrier jet. On it's back, a single figure rode, arms akimbo and a face as serious as a heart attack. As the shape touched down, Polanski got a good look at it. Like Overdrive, this also appeared to be a hybrid of animal and machine. But where the land bound beast looked somewhat clunky and a little haphazardly put together, this creature was all smooth lines and sharp edges. It had a head resembling a pterodactyl, the giant ancient flying reptile, with a razor sharp blade serving as its crest. Yellow optics glared as the Hellions fiercely, as its beak clacked in anger at them. Its body was a miniaturized version of a Harrier jet, except that the weaponry was a little bit different. It had what appeared to be a chain gun jutting from just under where the neck joined the body, while four mini-missile pods hung under its wings, as well as two vertical ascent/descent thrusters on either side of its wings. As it landed, clawed feet unfolded from its fuselage, and as it balanced on them, the figure on its back leapt down. "Thanks Sidewinder," Hack said, patting the metal beak of his ride. He turned and faced Frost. "I told you I'd be back."

You couldn't wait to move right in.
If I were you, I'd be concerned.
Ain't no way you're gonna win,
Bet you didn't count on my return!

Frost laughed derisively at the data wielder, who just scowled fiercely at her. The Hellions themselves were a mixed bag of reactions, ranging from anger, annoyance and amusement, to shame, and guilt. Hack nodded at Beef. "How'd that math final go big guy?" he asked. Beef shuffled his feet, looking ashamed, but didn't answer. Hack's crew just stood there silently, as he turned his attention to Tarot. "I'd like my card back now Marie," he said in a rebuking tone, holding out one hand. The French girl seemed to be about to comply with his request, before Frost swept back into his line of sight.

"How did you know we were here?" she demanded. Hack gave a dark chuckle as he lifted his eyes to look directly into her icy orbs. Emma almost gave in to the impulse to take a step back at the pure rage that was barely veiled behind his sunglasses. "You should remember from the memory scans you do of your students, that I told a few of them that I was the intelligence branch of my friends little club. Well gathering intelligence and planting it go hand-in-hand you bitch. You should really check your sources better Frost," he added tauntingly.

"So this was a trap?" She asked, crossing her arms. She didn't appear to be alarmed by the thought, merely annoyed. Hack nodded. "Didn't you think that it was just a little odd to find the location of one of those gems in a stadium?" His tone was mocking, and beside him Biker gave a vicious grin, the demon virus' aim never wavering.


You thought you were so tough
You had it all and took control.
Now enough is enough!
I'm gonna take back what you stole!
Give it up, 'cause now I'm back!

"But how did you lock down the stadium?" Bevatron asked, looking more than a little irked. The electro-kinetic had attempted to blast a back way out for the Hellions, but a weird energy shield had deflected each blast, except for the one he had used to blast the main entrance wide open. Hack smirked, holding up several long strips of paper with Japanese symbols painted on them. They were wards. "I got a little outside help. It's amazing the things a piece of paper can do when infused with mystical energy and painted with a few symbols, isn't it?" He put the wards away, and slowly drew his daggers, his head tilted downwards slightly, so his eyes were shadowed. "You took someone special to me away Frost." He looked up then, and this time Frost gave in to the temptation to take a step back from that burning gaze. "I came to get her back."

On my own, all alone
But this ain't how the story ends
Now I see
Those close to me,
They were just fair-weather friends

---FLASHBACK---

Hack crept through the night, Sharon's hand grasped tightly in his own. 'Just need to get over the wall, and we're out of here,' he thought. He glanced back, Sharon's yellow eyes glowing slightly in the darkness as her tail swished through the air. "Are you sure Catseye should be doing this Jon-jon?" she asked quietly, using her name for him. Jon shook his head.

"I know you don't like this cat, but you trust me, right?" Sharon nodded. "Yes Jon-jon, Catseye trusts you with her life!" she said fervently. "Then you have to trust me when I say that Frost is not a nice person. She's just using you to get what she wants!" he whispered back in an urgent voice. Sharon nodded. It had taken almost an hour to convince Sharon that he was telling the truth, but after Hack had pointed out how Frost had been training them; to steal, and even kill, she had reluctantly accepted the truth, and had agreed to run away with him.

"Now where do you think you two are going?" Jon and Sharon froze as Frost's voice cut through the night. Suddenly spotlights flared, blinding the two teens. The outlines of the other Hellions were visible, as was Frost. Her cape moving in the light breeze, Frost walked towards the two, until Jon pulled a handful of kunai from one of his pouches. "Take one more step and you're a pincushion!" he snarled. Unnoticed by Frost, he tapped a button on his watch twice with the tip of one of the throwing knives. Frost smirked at Hack.

"Stupid boy, do you really think that I would let you take her? I've been monitoring her thoughts ever since she first met you!" Behind him, Sharon gasped in shock. "Well, now that she knows, what makes you think that she'll go with you willingly?" Hack shot back. The White Queen smiled a horrible smile. "Willing or not, she will come back!" she said in a triumphant voice.

As she spoke, she raised her hands to her temples. "Oh come on Frost, you should know by now that your mental hocus-pocus doesn't work on me!" Hack scoffed. Frost laughed, though there almost seemed to be… could that be regret in her voice? "You could have been one of us," Tarot said in a subdued voice. Hack heard her anyway.

"I could have been a lot of things.," Hack answered without thinking, his attention focused on Frost. Bevatron chuckled at that. "Listen to the little hero," he taunted, "He actually believes that he has some measure of worth!" Hack never took his attention off of Frost as he flicked his hand ever so slightly. A kunai embedded itself into the ground between Bevatron's legs. "The next one goes about two and a half feet higher," he said in a bored tone. Behind him, Sharon began to clutch at her head in silent pain.

Bevatron leveled a glare that would have put the Gorgons to shame at the boy, before smiling poisonously. "That's just the kind of reaction I would expect from genetic trash like you," he sneered. Any reply from Hack was drowned out in a crash of exploding brickwork as Overdrive drove straight through the wall surrounding the Massachusetts. Academy, followed closely by Biker and the rest of Hack's crew. They took up defensive positions alongside their creator and best friend. (Lets face it, he's really their only friend.) Frost just laughed.

"Pitiful," she sneered, "And completely pointless as well. You've already failed in your objective!" Hack was about to ask her what the fuck she was going on about, when a low snarl sounded from behind him. He turned around slowly, dread flooding his heart, to look at Sharon. But it wasn't his girlfriend, or at least not anymore. She had shifted to her more feral form, and was staring at him, hackles raised, and her were eyes glazed over. "Sharon?" Jon asked fearfully. She only snarled once more, before leaping over his head and bounding to Emma's side. Emma lazily raised one and into the air, and pointed at Hack and his rag-tag group. "Hellions…DESTROY THEM!!!!"

---END FLASHBACK---

You suckered everyone in sight
With promises that fooled them all.
You may be top dog tonight…
The bigger they come, the harder they fall

"GET 'EM!" Biker cried, charging headlong at the Hellions. As the exchange had been taking place, the teams of Jamies had been hard at work moving his housemates out of the eminent line of fire. Now a few of them stood by, ready to give whatever aid they could to the fighters, while 'Jamie Prime' played doctor to his fallen comrades, along with Briscoe. Kid Razor stirred weakly as Biker let out a whooping shout, his eyes fluttering open slightly.

Back in the fight, Biker had squared off against Tarot. He began to spin his pistols on his fingers as the two circled around each other, until they were just a blur. Tarot blinked as they seemed to stretch out as they blurred, their shapes shifting to that of a new type of weapon. Suddenly Biker stopped the spinning, snapping the handles of the weapons against his palms with an audible "crack!". Instead of two pistols, he was now equipped with a pair of tonfa, night-stick like weapons used primarily for punches, reverse punches, and blocks. He twirled the two weapons in his hands for a moment, before lunging at her, leading with his left fist. The girl panicked, she'd seen the damage the former virus could do when provoked, even with his bare hands, and grabbed the first card that came to hand and held it out. "Knight Card!" she yelled, as an armored knight appeared in front of her. He vanished just as quickly as Biker's fist smashed through the shield, and then the armored torso, of the phantom knight. Biker flicked his arm in an abrupt gesture, dispersing the energy floating around it, and looked at the French girl in front of him. "Next," he said in a dark voice.

Beef was having his own problems. Overdrive had immediately revved his engine and burned rubber in a rushing headlong attack on the over muscled teen when Biker had shouted. Beef had reached out with one hand, expecting to be able to catch and throw the living car as easily as he had the first time they had met, but was shocked when Overdrive began to push him back easily. Beef brought his other hand to bear, and attempted to grab hold of Overdrives horn. This proved to be a foolish move, as a new edge had been put on the growth, turning it into a razor sharp weapon. Beef found this out the hard way when he gashed his hand wide open. He yelled in pain, but pushed through it, and adjusted his grip so that he was gripping Overdrive by either side of his jaw. He dug in with his feet, creating deep trenches in the ground as the two struggled in a power clash.

Normally Catseye would have been there distracting the enemy for him, but she had been ambushed by Decoy, who was using his size changing ability to confuse the feral, shifting from fully grown to puppy and back again in the blink of an eye as Catseye leapt around, using his smaller size to dodge under attacks, and then slamming broadside into her in his armored form as she tried to get her bearings back.

While this was going on, Sidewinder and Slipstream had risen into the sky, and were attempting to recreate the dog fights of WW I, with a steady stream of low power laser pulses firing from the machine's belly-gun. Slipstream had seemingly been forced into yet another defensive fight, but the tables quickly turned as he got in close to the living plane. His maneuverability was much greater than that of the lizard, and he began to systematically demolish the living gunship's armor to the best of is abilities in an attempt to bring it crashing down. "DON'T TOUCH THAT!!!!" Sidewinder screamed, as the Moroccan teen found several important looking hatches near the joint were Sidewinder's wings joined his body. The teen grinned maliciously, and set about opening the hatches and yanking out any important looking wires and hoses. Sidewinder's engines began to smoke and sputter as he desperately tried to shake the teen off, but Slipstream matched him move for move. The machine eventually tried to shake the teen by going into a steep uphill climb, kicking in his afterburners for added measure.

As he reached the top of his flight ceiling he found that Slipstream was nowhere in sight. The jet powered reptile gave is own version of a smirk, but his eyes suddenly widened as is engines sputtered a few more times, then cut out completely. "Aw son of a BI-I-I-I-TCH-H-H!!!!!!!," he swore, as he began freefalling back towards the earth. On the way down, he passed a sniggering Slipstream, who caught an "I hate you," from Sidewinder as he passed him. He crashed a block away from the battle site, nearly flattening a news van, one of several that were heading towards the fight perimeter, replacing the crews that had run with the police.

Hack watched Sidewinder perform his own imitation of a comet, and bit back an oath that would have gained the saltiest sailors approval. He turned back to the business at hand and ducked a blast from Bevatron, retaliating with a barrage of throwing knives. The electrokinetic caught them in an arc of electrical power, and threw them back at his opponent, causing Hack to yipe before zipping around in a flurry of dodges. "You're still nothing but second rate genetic trash Lutz!" Bevatron cackled as he fired blast after blast of electricity at the fast moving data wielder. "But I'm still smarter than you Bevatron!" Hack called back, moving aside to let the last blast hit a fire hydrant he had been standing in front of. The pressurized water blasted out and smacked right into Bevatron's chest, sending the blonde flying and painfully shorting him out as well. "Well that had to hurt like a mother," Hack commented, before turning his attention to Emma. The woman was locked in hand-to-claw combat with Scratch, and with her diamond hard exterior, the two were evenly matched. However, a crashing sound from behind him had him pausing. Turning, he groaned at the sight that met his eyes.

Beef had managed to roll Overdrive over onto his roof, and was in the middle of punting the living car in the opposite direction of Sidewinder's crash site. As the giant teen's foot made contact, Catseye managed to get a hold on Decoy, and threw the canine bodily through the air, right into Overdrive's flight path! The two were sent sailing over the hill at the end of the street, a loud crash, a howl of pain, and cloud of dust rising to mark their landing. Scratch was the next to go, Beef going to Frost's aid as soon as he had finished with Overdrive. The giant plucked the tiger from a mid-air leap, holding him by the nape of the neck like an overgrown kitten. Emma gave a relieved smirk as Beef shook the cat around like a terrier with a rat, before tossing him in the direction as Overdrive and Decoy. A loud yowl of indignation marked the big cat's flight, but it cut off after he disappeared over the hill. "So much for cats always landing on their feet," Emma smirked. In the background, Bevatron got up with a groan, small sparks dancing over his body before he reined his powers back in. Slipstream came in for a landing then, lashing out at the back of Biker's head as he did so.

Back with Jamie and his 'patients', Inferno and Kid Razor were conscious, though Kid's ears were still ringing like the towers of Notre Dame, and Inferno seemed to have the MOTHER of all hangovers pounding through his head. They weren't quite ready to jump back into the fracas just yet, but their strength was returning gradually. Wildcat was still slightly paralyzed from the massive quantities of electricity Bevatron had poured into her body, but her healing factor had kicked in, and all the damage to her overcooked nerves and muscles was regenerating at their usual accelerated pace. Draco was sitting up already, propped up on one arm and watching his friend fight a losing battle with something approaching anguish in his eyes. Wolfsbane, Cannonball and Magma were still out cold.

Biker found himself beset on three sides now. Catseye on the left, Slipstream behind, and Tarot in front of him. The French girl smirked as she lazily drew a card. "Let's see you trump this!" She crowed victoriously as she held the card up. "TOWER CARD!" She yelled. Nothing seemed to happen for a moment, and Biker smirked even as he dodged an attack from Catseye. "I think your luck of the draw just ran out," he called as he spun around the lunging feral, tapping her "gently" with a reverse strike that sent her sprawling. Tarot smirked in return and looked down at Biker's feet. He followed her gaze, and saw that his own shadow had been eclipsed by another, circular shadow. He looked up, but didn't even have time to curse as a large cairn of stone fell on him, effectively sealing him within it. This left Hack all alone, or so he thought. Then Razor leapt into the fray.

The little raptor sped towards Emma, and leapt into the air, his namesake claws flipping into attack position with audible clicks. Hack tried to grab the little dinosaur as he ran past, shouting for him to stop, that it wasn't safe, but Razor slipped past, just out of reach, and then Hack was to busy dodging shots of lightning from an extremely pissed Bevatron to do anything about it. Emma laughed and stepped to meet his charge. She caught the little dino in her arms, and began to squeeze, Razor's claws and teeth not doing any damage to her crystalline skin. The small 'saur's roars of rage turned quickly to sqeals of pain. –Let me go!!- he howled, -I won't do it again! I'm sorry!- Jamie's head whipped up as his little friend's cries reached his ears. Every Jamie clone in the vicinity charged forward with cries to release "his" friend. "Tarot," Emma snapped, "Destroy them!" Tarot didn't look to happy about it, but lifted a card and pointed it at the wall of clones, Jamie Prime bringing up the tail end of the stampede. "Lightning card!" She yelled, as a bolt of chain lightning burst from the card's surface. The horde of Jamie's quailed under the onslaught, and as the electricity leapt from one to another they faded away, until only Jamie Prime was left, his eyes huge as time seemed to slow. He could actually see the bolt as it headed for him, in all of it's deadly glory. He squeezed his eyes shut and waited for the pain.

But the pain never came.

Instead he felt someone crouch over him and something like leather envelope his body. He opened his eyes to see the semidarkness behind Draco's wings. The shinobi had used the Zanzoken to get to Jamie before the bolt had hit, but not having enough time to get them both out of there, had settled for the next best thing, shielding the younger mutant with his own body and wings. Shawn cracked on eye open, and gave Jamie a pained grin. "Y-you okay kid?" he ground out from between his teeth. Jamie nodded, dumbstruck. Shawn closed his eye as a peaceful expression came over his face. "Good," he sighed, before he slumped down, falling away from Jamie. Everyone seemed frozen as they looked at the scene. Wildcat rushed to his side, even though she was still healing, and checked his pulse. She sighed in relief when she found it, still strong as ever, before looking at Frost murder in her eyes. She got up and began to make her way towards the woman, snarling.

"You," Wildcat snarled, "Are MINE!" A kunai embedded itself in the dirt in front of her, stopping her progress. She looked to Hack, who seemed to be trying to contain his rage. "No," he said softly, "She's mine!" He looked to Emma, who had dropped Razor, and was now facing him, her Hellions drawn up around her. "You just crossed the line Frost," he said, reaching into his pouch. "Taking Sharon from me and turning her into a mindless slave was unforgivable. But for trying to kill someone who was just trying to protect someone they cared for, I'LL SEE THAT YOUR SOUL BURNS IN HELL!!!!" He withdrew his hand displaying an orange orb, which he held in between his hands. "ACTIVATE PANTHEON PROTOCOL!!!!" he roared. As he did, he crushed the orb between his hands. The effects were instantaneous, and impressive, to say the least.

A pillar of energy rose up around Hack, cycling through the colors of the rainbow like a kaleidoscope and kicking up near-hurricane force winds. Suddenly a streamer of red energy lifted from the column and formed into a winged serpent, before flying in the direction of Sidewinder's crash. Another stream of energy, this one a soft orange color lifted from the column, before forming into a man-like form dressed in a Chinese-style fighting gi, complete with the baggy sleeve ends and the loincloth-like piece of fabric that hung down in both front and back. It headed in the direction of Overdrive's resting place. Quickly following the oriental figure was what looked like a streamer of blue energy, forming into a man with a beret and what looked like a huge hammer on his back. Next was a yellow streamer, becoming a phantom wingless dragon with a large horn on it's nose. It followed the first two towards Overdrive. Last was a streamer of pure blackness, which formed into a humanoid figure with tattered wings and a long lizard-like tail. It floated towards the pile of rubble Biker was buried under, and began to dissipate, flowing through the stone. After a moment, the cracks in the stone began to pulse with dark light, as if in time to a heartbeat. Finally all that was left was a column of green energy with a shadowed figure within it.

"WHAT IS THIS?" Emma shouted as the wind whipped at the Hellions viciously. Razor had gained back enough wits to create a large shield against the wind, contracting it as Wildcat and Jamie dragged Draco closer to the group. "This guy should go into special effects, I bet Kiss would pay big money for this kind of stuff," Kid Razor murmured to himself. A hollow, forced sounding laugh suddenly rang through the air. The column of energy suddenly exploded outwards in a wave of green energy, revealing Hack. At least they thought it was Hack. Unnoticed by everyone, some of the green energy from the pillar was being absorbed by Razor, who had scampered away when Frost had dropped him. The little reptile shuddered as a faint green aura covered him for a moment, before fading away. The little thing cocked his head to the side. –Well, that was unusual- he chirped to himself.

The figure from the column was still obscured by a curtain of smoke and dust, which slowly began to settle. As it did, it became clearer. Inferno's mouth dropped open as he caught sight of him, while Kid Razor began to laugh. "Somebody's getting' sued!" he called in a sing-song voice. Polanski just gave an impressed whistle.

Hack stood tall, encased in an almost exact replica of the Master Cheif's Mjolnir armor from Halo. The only difference was that there were large collar-like constructs on the wrists, looking somewhat like the barrels of a gatling gun, as well as several indentation on his armor where the various orbs were stored. It looked very much like his bandoliers he had been wearing earlier. His daggers were nowhere to be found.

The faceplate on Hack's helmet cleared to show his face, which was deadly serious. "This, Emma" he said gesturing to himself, "is called payback. And It's gonna be in spades." He leveled one more glare at the White Queen. "Welcome to hell Frost; population; YOU!" At that point the cairn of stone Biker had been trapped under exploded in a shower of debris.

You thought you were so tough
You had it all and took control
Now enough is enough!
I'm gonna take back what you stole
Give it up, 'cause now I'm back!

---To Be Continued---

Yes, it's another cliffie. Please don't kill me! At least the update was timely this time, right? (silence) I SAID, "RIGHT?"!!!!! … Whatever. Next chapter, see what all the different things that came from that pillar of light actually did to Hack's team. And what exactly will happen to Razor now? A lot of these questions will be answered next chapter, so until then, Read & Review, and remember, any suggestions will be seriously considered!

Review Replies

X00001-Well, I hope that answered that question. There's still the question of whether she'll make it through the next chapter of course.J

L1701E-Thanks man, I consider that a great compliment! Well, pissing people off seems to be Razor's favorite pastime, you know? Yes, I got the samples, and next chapter I'll use a few more of them, they're just to good not to be used!

Animeluvr1- Please don't hurt me! #cowers in a corner# I promise I'll make it up to you about the whole kiss thing. Besides, it kinda opens up the story for some teen angst, and bad romantic advice from friends! And I'm working on the next chapter of RoA as soon as I finish with this chapter, Scout's promise! PS: Is the name of the story "Negative Exposure", or is that the name of the chapter arc?

Ancient Vampire- Well, as you can see, Jamie took part in this battle in a roundabout way, but unfortunately I was never able to see the end of the season, so I didn't see that ep.

Raelina-well, like Ancient Vampire, you too requested that Jamie join in on the fight, and I like to think that I delivered on that. AND HAPPY NEW YEAR!

Fissie-Yea, I know, I was actually surprised myself! By-the-by, how's "The Army Story" coming?

Mr.myth310- Ummm, yes, actually I have, but what does that have to do with anything?