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KwiNimrod…interesting choice of pen-name…makes me think 'Kiwi Bird'. Dunno why. Anyways, I know it's hard to wait so here you go! Thanks for the review! I'm glad you like my story, and keep reviewing! Please!

Ace Ryn Knight, Wow, really? I'm so glad you liked it. How do you think I did Rikash? All kinds of odd things have been popping up in this story. For instance, two chapters ago? I hadn't planned for them to realize anything at all, their conversation just took a life of it's own and then suddenly Gainel was like, "Oh my god! She knows!" and Lynn was flipping out and so it just sort of happened.

And this last chapter, Lynn wasn't going to tell anyone anything but when she was walking around she just happened to go to the pages training ground and meet up with her brother. And then she had to pull that stunt…and she just told her brother. Because Rikash ended up being a really cool guy; I really like him; he's a good brother.

And this chapter is just totally not how I was going to have it, but it came out like this so…yeah. It's good though.

Tell me what your favorite part what, because I like to hear what you guys like, what about it left you speechless? Thanks for the review! And review again!

Colleen, Ehhh…I think I won't update, just to mess with you…oh wait you're reading this, I did update: I'm such a loser. Oh well, if you thought that was a juicy plot twist; just wait till you read this. I didn't even realize last chapter was a plot twist. This is though. At least I think it is…

Anyways, Thanks for reviewing again Colleen, or should I say WalkInDreams? You really need to tack a story up; didn't you say you were going to write on Gainel? I'm impatient, girl. Read this; tell me what you think, and review!

Feifiefofum, dude, you are either my male incarnation, or my fuggin soul mate. That's all I have to say. We are like identical, except I'm not Asian, nothing wrong with that though. Dork? I'm more the 'nerd' kind of gal, but hey, they're practically the same thing.

My movie would take such many special effects it's not even funny. I don't know about one of those still-people. I'm going out on a limb here, telling you this, so don't hold too much store by this but (looks around nervously, then whispers) I have it planned that we actually get a real-time description of Provy! But then again everything pretty crazy right now, with things popping up that I wasn't going to add and all—surprisingly the story is still going in the same direction it was, it's just better now, there's extra stuff happening. We're about 2/3 finished by my guess, but I can't say for sure.

And we get some more Provy-goodness in this chapter; you'll have laughed if nothing else, I can tell you. But if I've done my job right you'll also come out with an extreme hatred for a particular goddess with a gold apple and a headache from all the crypticity.

And crypticity is to a fuggin word! Damnable Microsoft red-squiggles

Okay, fine, it isn't a word! Crypticness! You happy! Huh! Okay, ignore that.

Well, thanks for reviewing Fei, and review again, please.

And Holy-Hell, People! With the installment of this very chapter, Providence Smiles is hereby knocked up to the +40,000 words category! Oh My God, that's cool! This is also the last chapter of Part II, next will be Part III!

Okay, Read and Review, people, and enjoy!

Providence Smiles

By LGR

Part II: Suffering

I'll never know…what she would have said…if I'd told her…how I much I cared.

Was he meant to always be alone? Was he destined have but a glimpse of that happiness that he'd always longed for? To see that glimpse, small as it was, but holding such promise that his heart cried out for more, to be dashed before his very eyes?

He didn't know how long he had been there already, his perception of time was off due to his prison, lack of powers, and the fact that he had drifted off into the inner parts of his mind to just think of Her.

Because she was all he'd wanted to really think about for some time, but things were always in the way: his duties, the fact that he didn't know how she would react to his thinking of her, how he didn't even know what he thought of her…But now those things didn't matter, they were all over. Everything was coming to an end and now that he hadn't anything else to do, Gainel finally allowed himself the time and the freedom to just…to just think of what might have been, despite what everyone else would think all the other things that would have gotten in the way.

What was it, this reckless feeling? He just didn't care any more what Mithros would say, how, if it was true and she loved him like he definitely loved her, how they could be together when she was a mortal and he a God.

It had never really mattered how the rest of the Divine Community saw him before, why had it started to in the last few years? But he already had the answer, now that he was finally going to be honest with himself.

It all came down to Lynn.

How come no one else felt such torture? It didn't seem to Gainel that any of the other gods felt such love and desire to their consorts, or anyone or even anything.

Why? Why? Why?

He was one of the Great Gods, he was supposed to have all the answers and he was more clueless and any mortal left in the dark all his life ever was.

A shiver went up his spine and Gianel had the sudden reflex to snap and look behind him, but the barrier would not allow him to move. All his nerves were on edge and he was forced to just listen, both physically and magically, for what had caused him to stir.

It was Chaos, and…

And Lynn!

At first he was relieved that she was alive; he didn't know if he could live if she went to the Peaceful realms, where only the Black God might tread, but after a moment he started to breathe quickly, and panic once again. The only thing keeping him from hyperventilating was the constricting properties of his prison, which forced his breathing to slow even as his hands grew clammy and he was sweating in the effort he was making to break free.

He felt her there. And his soul stretched out to meet hers as her unconscious mind began to stir and wake. With his senses her knew Lynn as well as he knew his own energy and redoubled his efforts when he could see that she was reaching out with her own power to try and pull him out of his trapped state.

She wouldn't be able to see him, but in some way she knew he was there!

And he felt himself phasing slightly! Not enough to slip back into the divine realms, but he kept shifting, and soon he might be.

This was why Uusoae wanted her! He finally realized She could shift being other than herself, and the Laws of the Gods didn't hamper her from doing Chaos's bidding!

But even this cosmic realization was nothing compared to finding that he might be able to help her after all! His consciousness was almost free enough to be able to touch hers directly, and all his senses had already been freed. Gainel could now see exactly what was going on.

A terrible amount of Chaos constructs had Lynn captured.

Uusoae hadn't been taking any chances. There were enough to invade a large human city there, traveling through the space between the Living realm and the Divine realms. Fancy could never have hoped to stand up to them all.

Lynn, (oh how he cared for her so!) was pretending to be unconscious in the jaws of one of the constructs, even as she was reaching for him, trying to set him free. He couldn't help but think how remarkable she was, even hindered by her mortality. It was her determination in spite of all that was set against her that he truly admired about her.

To him, she was the Goddess, not he.

He didn't bother to hesitate a moment, his earlier fear of her thoughts of him put aside; his mind was almost free, and then he would reach out of her.

No! He thought-screamed.

One of the constructs realized she had become conscious and growled at her, aiming its large, blunt hand, for a blow at her unprotected head.

Lynn's eyes snapped open and she let out a cry, even as the construct that held her was hissing at the one who had a fist about to pound her skull. To Gainel's surprise and utter relief she phased through both of the constructs and began running toward his direction with all her might.

"Gainel!" he heard her call his named.

She was going to make! He thought excitedly, She going to release me, then those constructs will rue the day they'd pointed their disgusting faces in her direction!

She sidestepped the lunge of a speedy construct, then phased through the arm of another as she was but a yard from his position.

There was a deafening sound and everything stopped moving at once as a tremendous pressure asserted itself, and the colors of that between realm and everything contained in it, were inverted.

A rip opened up in the realm and the Gate of Chaos appeared, it's gleaming copper and raw-iron tendrils just as striking and shifting as ever.

The gates opened.

"You see Gainel? My mistress has won." Discord said his a smirk, stepping from the entrance of the gate and into the unmoving and utter silent between-realm. She took her time to walk over to Lynn who, though frozen in place mid-stride, was still quite aware of what was going on.

Discord summoned her long Gold fingernails and Grabbed Lynn's cheek.

Ever nerve and bit of energy in Gainel's body was reeling to destroy the chaos-goddess for laying her hands on Lynn. He could see that it was hurting Lynn, there was a sizzling sound as the nails touched her skin.

Discord grinned manically at his reaction, then she backhanded Lynn, and the girl's body moved accordingly as if having to struggle through molasses; Gainel could almost see the resistance the air was making to her movement. Lynn stayed in the position the blow had left her in, and her mind slipped back into unconsciousness.

The look on the Chaos-Goddess was absolutely insane. She held her teeth clenched together in a humungous grin, stretching clear across her face and distorting her features, while her chest moved vigorously because she was chortling through her teeth.

"Such a strong reaction!" She said still smiling psychotically, her tone taking on the tone of a madwoman, "You really do care for this pathetic girl don't you? You do! It's True! It's True! There is much Discord and Suffering to be had here, don't you think? It's True! Don't you see?"

He stared at her raving face as she came closer to stare into his eyes and whisper in his ear, without him being able to do a thing.

"Do you know what I'm going to do? You want to know, and I'll tell you. You see, she loves you in return! Think of the most absolute kind of devotion, the kind that rends the soul and you'll see what she feels. Did you know? You didn't know? You didn't know!" and she threw back her head in a full body cackle while Gainel's insides leap into his throat.

L-Lynn loved him to?

It was a dream, come true. He felt completed and he longed even more to reach out to her and tell her how much he loved her back, and yet his sudden ecstasy was dashed by what Discord said next.

"Oh, but you think everything is fine now? That you can just be together! Off course not! I wouldn't be the Goddess of Discord if I didn't spread dissension among the masses, and this wonderful little relationship is all to agreeable to…"

She leaned in to whisper in his ear, even as Lynn happily had not more than a few hours ago when they were in her dream and talking happily.

He didn't want to hear it, but he had no choice.

"You see," Discord whispered, "She, doesn't know for sure how you really feel!"

No, she wouldn't…

"Oh do she and I have things to discuss, now. You've already imagined how it would feel if she were to reject you, oh how it hurts doesn't it? Think of how she would feel, young as she is, without the millennia of stability to fall back on, as you have. It would break her!"

"To hear how much you hate her! How much you despise her very mortal presence!" Discord was spitting as she talking, and her gold eyes were blazing as she described the lies and atrocities she would tell Lynn.

Gainel listened to every single one, unable to do anything else. If he could have done anything, moved in the slightest, he would have cried. His soul ached for Lynn.

He'd failed her. He'd failed her. He'd failed Lynn, a second time.

"Oh, when I'm through with her, she'll kill herself!"

He couldn't stand it any more, his eyes were glazed over, he wasn't listening, only staring at Lynn's limp, unconscious form longingly.

"Oh yes, such strife as hasn't been seen since the coming of Order, and you get to see it, touch it, experience it yourself." She smirked, "You truly are unlucky, Gainel. Not only did you have to care, unlike the rest of these freaks up here, you had to care for the one thing you could never have."

"I bet you wish you'd never met her, don't you? Don't you wish you'd never cared about her?" She asked him mockingly.

She smiled tauntingly, and held up her golden apple.

"We all want freedom," she said, "But you never had it, and now, you never will. You'll be left with nothing." She left the apple suspended in mid air right at his eye level.

"And the funny thing is, Gainel, you came so close to having it. And not the way that my Mistress will soon have it; yours would gave been legit, if you catch my meaning. No? You don't know?"

She seemed oddly confused at his lack of understanding, anxious even. He couldn't for the life of him tell what she was talking about. All he kept thinking was, 'I don't regret it, I don't regret ever meeting her!'

"You mean you really…?" she was just staring at him in something resembling shock.

Discord suddenly turned on her heel and marched toward the Chaos Gateway. The constructs and Lynn were suddenly pulled into it, as if by a hurricane wind. Just before walking through, she stopped on the threshold, and turned to speak.

"She would have set you free, you know. Free forever." She told him, her face, for once, blank.

And Discord walked into the gates of entwined copper and raw iron. There was a screech as the gates swung on their hinges to slam closed, before disappearing altogether, leaving Gainel alone, the golden apple still hovering unmoving in the air.

In the midst of such sorry and grief, all seemed lost and Providence's worst fears had come to pass, but there was still one card yet to play…