A/N: In this chappie there will be rant monologues between the characters. The way I have written it is, when a person says a sentence the last word is the beginning of the next persons thought. Example:

"I love …"

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"Chocolate is overrated."

One person, in a different place, is saying I love chocolate, and the other is saying Chocolate is overrated. Chocolate is supposed to go after love. The word that completes the next phrase will be underlined. Get it? If not it is like that scene in Shrek 2 between the Shreks and the parentals.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything but I wish I had a Darking.

Kel sat on her bed, her hands folded in her lap, staring at the open door. The silence was soothing and was melting down the headache obtained in the Great Hall. A soft knock sounded as Neal stepped into the doorframe. Kel smiled and followed her friend to the place he sat, next to her.

"Tell Meathead what's bothering you?" he asked, looking her in the eye.

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"Stupid, Stupid, Stupid, Stupid!" Dom scolded himself as he paced, wearing a hole in the blue carpet. He continued to mutter curses to himself and to the various objects in the room. When he got to the wall, his forehead hit it with every uttered curse.

Raoul entered and with a puzzled look addressed the head banger, "Sergeant Domitan, I suggest that you stop that. I don't want to have to tell Third Company that their good Sergeant is in the infirmary because I let him bang his head against the wall while muttering about his own stupidity."

"Sorry Sir," Dom faced the Knight Commander and rubbed his reddening forehead. "I just can't get over tonight; I can't believe I acted like…"

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"That was the worst thing that has ever happened between your cousin and me. I've never fought Dom…"

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"Before, I would have never brought that up to her, especially not to prove a point. What happened with the killing devices was…"

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"Horrible, it is simply horrible the way he acted. I put on my Yamani mask, but inside…"

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"It hurts. It hurts to think that I was the cause of her storming out of the hall. But she did provoke me. Yea, it's not my fault. She provoked the entire conversation. Kel started…"

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"It drives me insane when anyone talks of the Scanran War as if it is just a plain, ordinary war. That mage used children's souls! I can't believe Dom would stoop that…"

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"Low, deceitful, sly was what it was. She probably purposefully had that page spill the juice on me. Probably nudged him so he would fall into my side. And if it had been her with a blanket of liquid, then…"

"What happened? We were fighting. Every time we have tried to outsmart each other it wasn't like this. It was for fun."

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"This is so FRUSTRATING!" both Dom and Kel screamed at the exact same time from their rooms. Alanna smiled into the mirror surrounded by her purple magic. On one side of the mirror, Kel was lying on her bed looking at the ceiling with Neal next to her trying to make her laugh. The other side showed Dom returning to the wall.

"He is going to have one nasty headache tomorrow." Alanna commented to herself, putting the mirror on the desk. She leaned back on the back legs of her chair. So far her plan was working; both of them were equally confused.

"Good evening Alanna." Daine greeted as she entered the room and sat on the stool next to the Lioness's desk.

"Are the Darkings in place?"

A black liquid-like creature rose onto Daine's shoulder and with its leaf topped head reported, "Nec under Kel's dresser. Says can hear very good. Snook say Dom's bed smell weird, but is good spot for hiding. They ask if they have fun?"

Alanna smirked, placed her chair on all fours and replied to the Darking, "FunFunFunFunFun!"