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A/N: I AM SOOOOO SORRY THIS TOOK SOOOOO LONG PLEASE FORGIVE ME I AM NOT WORTHY!

X: Ya damn straight ya not! Why the hell did you come back!

Me: … Because I have to continue the story that's why!

Rorek: Why the pause?

Me: … O.o? Huh? What pause? The wait for the chapter?

Raven: Yeah, people need to know.

Me: It was a writers block, I swear to god! It was! Those ugly little fuckers hurt ya know! Plus I had all these family things to attend to – I'm living back on my home island where all my relatives are so it's hard not to socialize.

Malchior: So while you were gallivanting and enjoying the company of family you left your readers hanging? Not very smart.

Me: I WAS NOT GALLIVANTING! I had no choice! My dad's cousin's friend had a wedding I was invited to, then I had an uncles birthday party to attend to, then one of my older cousins was having a going away party – military – and to top it off an uncle I didn't even know I had died and I had to attend the 8:00 PM – PM people, meaning AT NIGHT! – rosaries. So, yeah, for summer I had a freakin' jam packed schedule and none of it helped my writers block!

All: O.O … o.O … O.o … O.O

X: Why does that all sound fake?

Me: It's not! I promise!

Raven: Then how'd you get over the writer's block?

Me: … Honestly, all credit goes to Diblik (thanks for caring by the way) and A.F.I's "Prelude 12/21" all this song does is repeat itself, but the beat and the aura it gave off helped me come up with this really … really … really twisted chapter. So please forgive if you end up getting confused.

Rorek: … She seems to check out all questioning. Shall we end the investigation now?

X: No! I want her to crack! (shines flashlight in cimple's face and slams fist on computer desk, nearly – or purposely – smashing the keyboard) where were you on the night of BEEEEEEP. Answer the damn question!

Me: O.O being born! Now get the freakin' flashlight from my face so I can start the chapter!

X: (looks to Raven and shrugs) I tried.

Me: Enjoy!

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Warped

"Shatter the barrier."

A simple enough order to carry out … and with out hesitation … Saligia morphed into her true form, an impressive sized bright glimmering sapphire blue dragon with narrowed pitch black eyes that glared at the barrier which stood in Ellris way. Her crest and horns fanning out as her snake-like head snapped back and her mouth opened wide. Chanting the words needed to shatter the shield, Saligia charged a large amount of energy that would be enough to ripple the white shield.

With a snap of her head and her neck she sent the power bomb onto the barrier, causing it to shutter under the power and while it rippled Saligia called forth a hand full of the undead dragons around her. Then, without much hesitation they darted down to barrier in unison, with fangs, claws and tails alike they rammed the barrier. Yet it wasn't enough to break it … just had it wave and ripple … however, to most in the city it looked like it would hold against their onslaught.

Saligia knew better.

It was getting weak.

Just one more shot … she thought grimly and dismissed the dragons around her so she could gather a much more powerful enchantment. With the same flick of her neck she sent the spell flying towards the barrier and with its explosive connection … the Skylines only form of protection … shattered.

The swarm around her roared in triumph and without much order they charged and destroyed the city below her. Swooping over the city, Saligia frowned and gulped, morphing back to her human self keeping her wings and flying over the city she looked around for lives that would be destroyed and her fears were changed to that of confusion. The streets … are empty? No screams? No panic … no chaos … did Ellris miscalculate something?

Just then … a shadow in the dark darted to her left … coming to a complete stop in mid-air, but it would be her greatest mistake. From behind … from the shadows literally sprung up a black nightstalker. Roaring and craving for blood, it was too lat for Saligia to react as the giant liger like creature champed its large mouth over her shoulder and dug it's claws into her body. Pulling her down to the cold hard pavement, Saligia roared in pain and subconsciously called for reinforcements.

Dragons near by snarled and went to help their master, with their own massive claws they swiped at the nightstalker and saved Saligia, yet this nightstalker wasn't alone. Far from it in fact, from alleyways, above roof tops, sinking back to the reality from their shadowy hideaways. Saligia growled, "Should have known …"

"Kill everything that's not your ally!" from her right, Saligia snarled at an Azarian Priest, the nightstalkers snarled and leapt from their perches to take down Saligia and many other dragons that dared to destroy their master's homes.

That's right … the Azarians keep nightstalkers as war tools … clever … but not good enough. With a grunt Saligia called forth her double-ended scythe and cut away at the stalkers that dared to charge her, flapping her wings she took to the skies and from her pocket pulled out a golden ring Ellris had given her if she should run into trouble as this. No hesitation was on her part as she threw the ring to the city and pushed it out of her mind as she flew towards the Palace Azar to complete her personal mission.

The golden ring fell to the grounds … but before it even came close to touching the ground in a flash of light it turned into a dark swirling portal. A portal that called forth many, upon countless Shadow Dragons. Ellris followers from hell … snarling, bloodthirsty and ready to kill anything that opposed as a threat to their master. The Shadow Dragons roared and took down Azarian Priest, Priestess, and Soldiers alike that hid amongst the crumbling city.

Where the innocent people have gone … was beyond Saligia's knowledge, but she was glad no one was around.

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"Please, keep moving, don't stop," Starfire whispered loud enough for most of the Azarians to hear (whether they understood her or not was an unsolved question for now). Though her whispering were unnecessary, the underground tunnels she was directing most of the citizens of the Skyline through was coated with a specific kind of material that didn't allow for the surface to hear or feel them.

All auras were smothered and noise non-existence, yet the Tameranian still quite familiar with that ways of worse case scenario excavations on her home planet was taking ever precaution. She didn't want any innocents harmed; looking up to the top of the tunnel she gulped for a moment when she felt the ground around her shutter. A small child gasped and held tight to his mother when he too felt the shutter. Starifre looked back down to catch the small family trying to sooth the small boy and pressed on to the safety bunker.

In any other case Starfire would have thought it heartwarming … but this wasn't a case of heartwarming scenes. Gasping when her communicator went off, Starfire picked up and flipped it open to see her leader Robin; "This is Starfire … what is the reason for your calling friend Robin?"

"Mandatory check to see if everything's fine on your sector of the tunnels."

Starfire nodded, "Everything is in order … how about you? Is your sector in position?"

Robin sighed and nodded, "Yeah, not too long before we're finished here."

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

Both Starfire and Robin gulped when another emergency call sounded through their connection, both pressing the button to link in Raven, the sorceress immediately spoke her orders. Without giving chance for greetings she said, "Starfire, Robin, I've sent replacement soldiers to oversea your positions. Right now Malachite wants you both to take up your second stations. Robin to the west, Starfire you're too the south, you guys got that?"

"We got it Raven," Robin confirmed, Starfire gave a supportive smile.

"I am on my way." with a flip of her communicator Starfire hovered in the air over the heads of the Azarians waving to those that eyed her strangely, "Do not fear people of Azarath, you will be safe and sound."

Quietly the Tameranian flew herself to the south side of the tunnels as fast as she could though the mazes she zipped. Glad that the Azarians were keeping calm and taking this all in stride, she had to faintly wonder how it was that the people – even the childen – could be so calm. Even to smile, laugh, joke, and play with one another in such a dire time. Had this often happened? Did they take it as a joke? Were they so reassured that they were safe?

So many questions … so many doubts … and so many concerns … Starfire could only find herself envying the people she flew over. Wishing she could be just as carefree as them and hopeful … and … well … in general oblivious to the disaster that was hovering over head – quick literally too! Sure she was optimistic … but with her war ridden home … sometimes – no – many a time things looked way too bleak to ever hope for a happy ending.

Without a word or sound Starfire banked to the left and slowed down to land calmly on the ground to stand in front of three Azarians. At first confused because she expected to be in lead of an entire half of an army she frowned when one of the three stepped up to her and inclined his head in respect for her. She nodded her head in acknowledgement and was caught off guard when he spoke English, "My lady we are all ready for your lead, Malachite had given us word that you will be in charge of the skies."

Starfire gulped and blinked, "Sk-Skies? I'm sorry … but I do not understand your term? Do you mean you can fly?"

He smirked and chuckled, "Not in the sense that you can my lady."

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

Again her communicator went off, shyly excusing herself from the solider/priest whatever he was, Starfire wasn't familiar with the titles her and wasn't going to bother with it for now. Flipping her communicator open she was surprised to find Malachite on the other end, "Starfire, the barrier is being strengthen, but dragons are still coming through the weak points Saligia had shattered. Take your men and distribute them through out the skies of the island, do not let any more dragons through than there already are. Understood?"

"Affirmative." Starfire flipped her communicator off and looked up to the three soldiers trying to figure out what the heck she was going to do with just three people at her command. "Um … it looks like we are called to defend the barrier … we have to split up."

The woman behind the man that Starfire was talking to walked up and Starfire just now took the opportunity to observe that she wasn't an Azarian! She was a demon or a humanoid dragon – she could never tell the difference – with her pointed ears, long fanged grin, slit pink eyes, and sharp lethal claws. She smirked, "We are at your very disposal … I am Princess Frajai, daughter to the demon lord of the Southern Lands … I think you can now comprehend that us three aren't the only ones you'll be in charge of."

It took a moment for Starfire to have the information to sink in. Princess + solider to the Azarian Central Skyline army should plenty help. So … if that meant Frajai was a warrior princess, what did that make the other two men that were clearly Azarians to her? They finally explained, the man that had spoken to her before introduced him self, "I am William Kathaz son to Master Larz Kathaz loyal to the Royal Family."

The one in the back, the younger male looked up with his cold – yet awfully familiar ice-blue eyes covered behind dark black ebony silky hair he stared passive as he introduced himself, "Rolnex Diejah … and that's all you need to know."

"Oh …" Starfire gulped again, paling at the fact that she was fighting with very important people … not very settling for the nerves considering they were going into battle, "Um … o … kay?"

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"You expect us to follow you?" a loud roar split the underground palace and Malchior in his dragon form suddenly found himself slapped on the side of his head with a large tail. Slammed to the ground and held down with deadly claws to the soft portion of his lower neck, hissing and roaring up at the elder dark brown Dark Amber Dragon who's crest flared up as he snarled down at the younger dragon. Both pitch black eyes glaring at one another the elder sneered, "You have nerve hatchling … a lot of nerve."

"What I have is my title back with proof upon my crest," Malchior snarled and shoved the larger dragon off of him, staying crouched with his tail flicking about in agitation prepared for the defensive Grandmaster to the Northwestern Lands. "You have little reason to lay a claw upon my person."

"The Southeastern Lands are still owned to Ellris'malchron Lord Malchior," another dragon from behind the Northwestern Grandmaster spoke up. This one with much more wisdom and collective authority, Malchior observed him to be the majestic Ruby Dragon, Grandmaster to the Southwestern Lands. Also the Lord that had taken him in when his own lands betrayed him, in respect Malchior loosed up and neatly folded his wings back. Politely inclining his head the Dark Amber Dragon snorted and marched off to his side of the large meeting room. Making way for the Ruby Dragon to step up and eye Malchior with amusement, "We all have had trying times since your Sire's return, please forgive Lord Kizer … he's still a bit sour from hiding out and wishes to take action … but apparently he still believes Black Diamonds are not one to trust."

Malchior snorted and stood tall, glaring challengingly at the grouchy Dark Amber Dragon named respectfully to be Lord Kizer, "Yes … well I hardly think his frustrations should be placed on me … I was not the cause of this mess. In fact, if anything, I'm the one that's trying to correct it Lord Shyah."

"You aren't the only one," all three Grandmasters morphed down to their humanoid forms. Malchior CLEARLY being the youngest compared to Kizer, Shyah, and the newest to join in the conversation Shyah's mate the lovely Emerald Dragoness Annamika. "I have just sent four of my sons and four of my daughters to reopen the Tri-Branching Portals and keep it open, along with Shyah's eldest Champion Shajeet to lead the last drakes and dragonesses we have to the Skyline for a little assistance after my eldest daughter Della had called to the Demon Lord of the South to confirm his help as well."

Malchior smirked and chuckled with a shake of his head, She never changed … indeed she never did. Her personality still ever playful and tricky, but forever loyal to her mate and to the innocent she even looked like she had a thousand years ago. Beautifully shimmering and glossy light lavender hair that nearly brushed the ground along with her pure white gown that had gold trimmings here and there. Upon her forehead was proof of her title … the Lady of the Southwestern Lands, with the same stripes (only light blue in color) that sank into her hairline and tipped towards the dark blood red Tear Drop at the center.

However her markings didn't stop there, because of her age and length of time she had been at the head of the Southwestern Clan she earned herself three light blue on her wrist and Malchior was willing to bet she had three strips along her sides as well. It just reminded all the others that she was still in power – equal power with her mate. Her smile was bright and sneaky, one would think to never trust her … but Malchior knew, she was probably the trustworthiest person in the room right now.

Compared to the paranoid Kizer that is, the Dark Amber Dragon frowned and narrowed his eyes on the female, "You did all this … without consulting us first?"

Annamika blinked her light blue eyes at the scowling drake and scoffed in dismiss, "I don't believe I need to … we are in no condition to be having an argument about what's done and what's not going to be done. You wanted action taken, well you have it now, forgive my crude manner in doing so, but you can convict me after the chaos is over."

Shyah sighed and put a hand on his mate's shoulder, "Annamika, please, not now."

Annamika raised a brow at her mate and with a very un-lady-like snort she moved and gestured to Kizer, "If there is any here to plead to hold themselves it will be that brute who – might I remind you – started the brawl with Lord Malchior. The Black Diamond may have been shady then, but I really don't think it was reason to attack him!"

Kizer growled, "So you say you side with the Champion of Ellris'malchron!"

"Without doubt!" Annamika, in a very, very challenging manner growled right back at the clearly stronger drake.

Malchior couldn't hold back his chuckle as Annamika and Kizer snarled, growled, and hissed at one another while Shyah helplessly tried to stop an on coming argument or fight with Lord Kizer and Lady Annamika. Seeing no choice Malchior sighed and stepped in, "Enough, this obviously is getting us no where. Let us reach an understanding right now. Who will come with me to get rid of Ellris … for good?"

"That's a trick question!" Kizer snapped and Annamika tipped her eyes up to the ceiling.

"Really Lord Kizer you're loosing your mind in your old age." Huffing and completely ignoring Kizer's pissed off snarl, Annamika smiled sweetly at Malchior and bowed her head, "Do not worry about whatever Kizer says, the three of us along with Lady Liora – Kizer's mate if you're wondering – are behind you."

"Glad," was Malchior's only response as his smirk grew until he couldn't help to chuckle again, his dark metallic black eyes glazing over with much amusement and cunning it was beginning to disturb Shyah. Mostly because like Kizer the two drakes just couldn't get over the fact how close he and Ellris looked.

They were so much a like it was disturbing.

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"Azarath! Metrion! ZINTHOUS!" lifting everything her powers clung a hold of, Raven tossed it to the dragon that dared to infiltrate the Palace Azar. Beside her Gwen charged an energy ball within her hands and launched it at another that came too close to toasting her ass if she hadn't have countered fast enough. "AGH!"

"Raenell!" Gwen looked over her shoulder to Raven who had been tackled to the ground by a Shadow Dragon. About to go in and aid her, Gwen caught a flash of another swooping Shadow Dragon and pulled a pistol from her cape firing on the creature that dodged just as fast as the lasers came close to grazing his body. Roaring, Gwen didn't see a thing coming when it came down at her, picked her up and slammed her into a near by Ignitez – in other words it was just a giant tree that hurt badly when in a collision.

Yet when her body rustled the leaves the Ignitous bugs took off in a brilliant array of lights. Distracting and disturbing the Shadow Dragon, Miles who had heard the commotion came to the rescue with his sword the Shadow Dragon never saw it coming before it was nothing but a scatter of limbs. "Gwen! You alright!"

From inside the tree Gwen groaned and got to her feet, holding her head she sighed, "Yes … but Raenell …"

Raenell? Looking around for the sorceress, Miles spotted her fighting it out claw for claw with the Shadow Dragon that had tried to take her down. "She's well, I'm off Gwen."

"Right, don't die." Gwen hissed grimly as she stepped out of the tree and looked up at the suddenly crazy courtyard … the Ignitous Flaming Bugs really did light up the entire night. A snarl to her left caught the Priestess's attention, putting her pistol away she took out her own sword and charged the dragon that was setting the rest of the court yard on fire.

All the while Raven growled and exchanged blows with the Shadow Dragon, jumping back and landing in a handstand she pushed off, twirled and landed on her feet, powering up she threw what was left of the earth up to the Shadow Dragon. A giant boulder nailed him and knocked him to the ground, giving Raven the chance to jump him and with her claws stabbing him in the heart. Quickly pulling away when he burst in black dust. Snarling her demon blood running at full capacity, levitating in the air she dove back down to take out another intruding dragon she gasped when the back of her cape was yanked back.

What the … looking up Raven bared her fangs when a large Dragon hissed back down at her and tossed her in the air. Flipping, twirling and coming down head first into the dragon's mouth. Raven made sure to levitate before thoroughly putting the drake out of his misery, flying even higher, Raven sensed the quick approach of one of her friends … but looking from side to side she couldn't find any one.

"Raven!" from above Robin fell from his sky-skimmer – basically it was another name for an air-board. Seeing this as a terrible problem, Raven caught his wrist and he held on to hers, "Throw me back up!"

Without hesitation she whirled around and with as much strength as she could muster tossed Robin back into the air. Shooting up like he himself was flying, X swooped down close by and threw him an extra sky-skimmer, "Clumsy kid!"

With his new skimmer in his hands he felt his flight falling and he quickly tucked it under his feet, stepped on the throttle and held on when it took off after X, following him. Raven watched as they both – at once – destroyed three Shadow Dragon's after rounding them up and impaling them with barrages of bird-a-rangs and X-blades. Apparently Robin had the mind to return the modified X-belt to X. Knowing they were fine on their own Raven heard a part of the Palace explode and panicked when she heard Beast Boy scream on the way down.

Without a moments notice she rushed into the Palace and through the maze of halls following Beast Boy's scent, but skidded to a stop when she spotted the familiar green animal thrown back to her in the form of a cat. Beast Boy … catching the cat and stumbling because of the force of impact, the changeling morphed back into a human and groaned, "Damn … are we even making a dent in their numbers! I feel like this has gone on longer then it should …"

"It's a war Beast Boy …" Raven reminded him grimly, bring them both to their feet, Beast Boy frowned and nodded in understanding.

"Yeah … I know … but still … Malchior was tough enough … but an army of things like him? Especially a dead one! How are we going to win?"

Raven shrugged, "I don't know … and I won't lie to you Beast Boy … Malachite had told me it's a 20 to 80 percent change the Skyline will be spared … 20 percent being our chances of surviving at all because of the lack of organization we have, the depleted amount of men the Skyline has to defend it and no way of communicating to other Lords and Ladies that might be loyal or friendly enough to aid us."

Frustrated Beast Boy gritted his teeth and stomped ground, "Man! Now that you put it that way how come we can't just get everyone off the Island, to the surface world and let Ellris' have the Skyline! Regroup and attack him from some other angle or something! It always works in the video games!"

"Beast Boy …" Raven narrowed her eyes on the changeling, "… this isn't a video game … if Ellris captures the Island it's over for all of the Azarians that dwell here. The number of Azarians that you see in the underground shelter … that's the only ones left. The Skyline is their only protection after the Disorder Era … where Azarinas weren't just knocked off the food chain they became the food chain. Do you understand?"

It was a frightening thought to Beast Boy that he was literally in a historical turning event in life that threatened to take an ominous swerve back to the past. A repeat of an Era that only knew fear and death … something in Beast Boy's mind told him that this was exactly what Ellris wanted. To destroy the entire Azarian race and everything that represented it and throw Azarath into mass hysteria … Raven levitated in the air and ordered him to follow.

Absentmindedly he did so … but still kept his thoughts to himself.

Before Raven knew it Beast Boy was chuckling, "Dude … this tops Blackfire's lame betrothal plan most definitely."

Raven snorted and landed on the ground to run the rest of the way towards the exit of the crumbling Palace, "Blackfire was just looking to destroy her sister … not the entire balance of civilization as it is. We got trouble."

Beast Boy grinned, when he saw one single Shadow Dragon calmly walking up to them with an evil grin on her face, "Wanna see something cool?"

Raven raised a brow and stepped back when Beast Boy sucked in a deep breath and gritted his teeth, putting all his concentration and power into his morphing Raven gasped when he grew big enough to be considered a young dragon! Which he was morphing into at the moment, all green with black stripes along his sides he roared at the Shadow Dragon that opened her wings and flew up to his face, "Impressive … but it takes more than just the transformation to become a dragon."

Beast Boy jerked his back and began to gather flames up his throat and to his mouth, but at the same time the Shadow Dragon raced her claws sharp and ready to slice the naïve green dragon to bits at his unprotected weak point. Raven held her breath, He doesn't know! "Beast Boy! Shield your underbelly!"

Too late, Beast Boy had already fired his flames down on the Shadow Dragon that dodged out of the way and once she came close enough she sliced Beast Boy just under his neck and quickly flew away when he reared back and roared in pain. Raven flew after the grinning Shadow Dragon that came back to finish her job. However screamed in shock when Raven grasped her neck and slammed her to the ground. Weight pinning the Shadow Dragon down Raven stabbed her claws through her heart and flicked her hand free of the black blood.

"Beast Boy …" Raven whispered and rushed to the green changeling that laid on the ground in his human form holding his chest in pain for good reason. The gash was deep … but not enough to consider him a dieing solider just yet … just a very lucky one.

With a lopsided smile he chuckled embarrassingly, "Heh … remind me never to try that without the right armor."

Raven shook her head and helped him to his feet, "Good transformation for a first timer … didn't know you could mimic mythical beasts."

"They're not so mythical if they hurt."

"Good poin –" in mid speech the Palace shook and the sound of a rather loud explosion rocked the powerful structure.

Beast Boy paled, "Well … that can't be good …"

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

Both Raven and Beast Boy flipped out their communicators, to find an enraged X on the other side his amber eyes blazing with a confusion of worry and anger, "What the fuck are you two doing in the Palace? Get out now!"

Another shutter and Beast Boy gulped, "You don't have to tell me twice."

Raven grabbed Beast Boy's wrist and the two ran out as the Palace shook and seemed to teasingly shutter under their feet. With X still on communication Raven observed he wasn't in the air anymore, but rather leaning up against a wall and panting. Beads of sweat falling down the sides of his face along with blood here and there, but hardly any of it was his. Yet it was very clear to Raven that he was exhausted. Suddenly his amber eyes pulled away from the screen of the communicator in a quick jerk and showed them widening in shock, "Shit!"

"X! What's going on?"

He didn't respond only snapped his transmission further worrying Raven and distracting her from where she was going till Beast Boy had yanked her around the bend of another corridor and down a flight of stairs towards the exit to the courtyard. Raven took to the air and Beast Boy morphed into a jaguar taking off into a fast sprint away from the Palace that Raven took notice was thoroughly being thrashed.

A mix of Dragons, Shadow Dragons, sky-skimmers, and fighter jets swirled to try and defend the already bleak Palace. Looking away and around the Island Raven gulped and bit down on her lower lip … Malachite couldn't have been right with his calculations … at least … that's what she tried to deny to possibly be true. "You never really learn to appreciate life until you've seen it destroyed."

In mid-air Raven spun around and flew back when she saw a face that she thought was her mate … and nearly called him by name if it wasn't for the fact that he rushed her and grabber her around the neck. Cutting off all air for her to breath, Raven coughed and quickly brought her claws up to dig into his wrist, but he didn't even flinch.

His wings beating and bring them higher, Raven growled and brought a leg up to kick him, but with a jerked shake she found herself dizzy from the treatment, "You're more of a nuisance than you're worth."

"Hands off!" Rorek … was her faint thought when Raven felt an arm wrap around her waist and the grip around her neck suddenly jerked away when her body had fallen towards the ground. The faint sound of clashing energies and expositions rang in her ears as the grip around her waist tightened. Twisting around to see who had gotten a hold of her Raven had grown confused when she saw determined and stubborn violet eyes glaring at the city below them.

"Wha … huh …?" the word "mother" nearly leaving her lips, because her mother was the only other woman she'd known to have violet eyes other than herself. However. Logic refused to have the word uttered when she felt her body pressed against a younger male's body.

The violet eyes looked down at her and Raven was near faint when he smiled that charming smile she knew – just knew was Malchior's … but the last time she checked. Malchior had black metallic/grayish eyes … right? "It's alright mani, I got you …"

Mani … confusion became ever the more evident when the meaing of the word "mani" hit her like a brick wall … tha-that's the demon term for … Mother …

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Me: YAH! We can move on! fina-goddamned-lee!

X: What are you so happy about?

Me: We're moving on, but … oh-no! I think I left another cliffy … yeah … I'm mean that way.

X: Kill her! Kill her! She left a cliffy! All you other deranged fan people have the right to murder her!

Me: … Should I start running now? (various sounds of diabolical weapons are heard) heh … I'll … just … be l8er daez! (takes off running)