My God! It's been forever since I wrote on this... Well, I tried to make this chapter at least a little longer than the last two. Plus, I think my writing style has matured a bit since I last posted anything on this, but I'm not sure I'm an accurate judge. I know that one short chapter isn't much to go on, but could someone maybe give me their opinion? It seems to help me get myself straightened out when I have someone impartial to bounce my thoughts off of.

By the way, I want to apologise for the state of the previous chapters. I thought they were in better shape formatwise, and I shall have to go and fix them as soon as possible!

Also, I lost the house name I had planned to use. Could I perhaps get a new idea from someone? Sorry to keep bugging you guys for names, but most of mine come from me hitting the keyboard with my head and seeing what interesting letter combinations come out. It doesn't work very well...

Anyway, here at long last is chapter 5.

Disclaimer: I don't own the Forgotten Realms. I currently own only Lahna, Jyrl, Shannon, Michelle, a few other random characters not relevent to this story, and a grand total of 12 dollars. Try to be nice to the poor person (looks pitiful)

A cup of strong coffee, two asprin, a change of clothes, and an hour and a half later, Lahna was feeling almost human again. This perception was aided by the fact that her psuedo-uncle had ceased his annoyingly chipper chatter. Giving up what she was certain would turn out to be her last few moments of peace for the rest of the morning, Lahna gave a small sigh and said, "Now, give me some info."

Shannon gave her a small smile. "You might not believe or like what I'm about to say, but you did ask" He warned. "I am your mother's brother, and I've come a long way to find you... Longer than you might think. From another plane of existence, as a matter of fact." Seeing Lahna's face tighten, he hastily began to explain, "Think of different planes almost like rooms in a house. Each room is unique and inclosed in itself. However, there are small openings that can allow things to slip into other planes. Think of these openings almost as cracks in the wall. While she was pregnant with you, your mother was forced to flee through one of these 'cracks'. I tracked her down, and learned that she had gone into labor while trying to pass through this 'crack,' and had been taken to a nearby hospitol. Not knowing what they were doing to her, the doctors pumped her full of medicines that proved toxic. She died soon after your birth. Saddened by the loss of my sister, but determined that you would not be lost as well, I tried to find you. Unfortunately, you had already been placed for adoption, and I was unable to prove my identity. For the next 24 years I watched you from afar. After the tragedy last year, I was prepared to come forward and let you know you were not alone, but you dissappeared. I was lucky enough to guess where you might be last night, and now here we are." Finally falling silent, Shannon glanced over to guage her reaction to this revalation.

Stone faced, Lahna stared back at him. Once she was sure he was done with his tale, she showed her feelings beyond the shadow of a doubt. "Stop the car." She demanded coldly. Shannon tried to calm her, "Now, don't do anything ra-"

"Stop. The. Car. Now." Lahna's voice was frigid, but her eyes burned with rage. Knowing that what was about to happen was unavoidable, and not wanting to cause an accident, Shannon did as she asked. He turned to face her, planning on trying once more to soothe her, but was greeted by a fist to the nose. "You are scum. I didn't realize just how many people there were like you in the world until this happened to me. You want to belittle my loss for your own sick pleasure... Well, I can't allow you to do that." Punching him again for good measure, Lahna grabbed the bag with her meager possesions and left. Wiping the blood from his face, Shannon muttered to himself, "Well, that worked out nicely..."

After hitchiking her way back to the bar to pick up her bike, Lahna decided to leave her and never come back again. She was determined to leave this town and all it's unpleasant memories as far behind her as she could, but there was one more thing to do here, first. Tears she had refused to shed in front of Shannon refused to stay back any longer. On her knees in the grungy parking lot of a grimy bar, she sobbed like a lost child. She wept for the family she had lost, the family she had never known, and for the family she might have made on her own someday. Most of all, she wept for herself and the bitter disappointment she had just faced. Countless times she had found someone claiming to be a long lost relative, and countless times she had found them to be false. Countless times she had cried in secret, too scared to show any weakness. Once her wracking sobs had tapered off into sniffles, Lahna pulled on her helmet, hopped on her bike, and rode away.

On the road, her grief focused itself into a white hot rage. Asshole asshole stupid asshole and his stupid girly hair and his stupid asshole grin should have knocked his teeth in So focused on her anger, she did not notice her speedometer rapidly climbing. Nor did she see the lights behind her untill they were right on her tail. Snapping back to reality, Lahna tried to slow down; unfortunately, the large vehicle behind her did not. What the hell... Reckless idiot. she rolled her eyes at herself there goes the provervial pot... Gotta give this guy room to get around so I can slow down. Regaining her speed for the moment, she drifted over towards the shouder and tried to wave the person behind her around. Rather than passing her by, the vehicle picked up even more speed and followed her movements. What the! Man.. I gotta lose this dumbass before he gets me killed! Accelerating as far as she felt she could without losing control and wrecking, Lahna tried her best to outrun the maniac behind her. To her surprise and horror, the larger car not only kept pace, but began inching even closer to her back wheel. "Shit!" Saying a little prayer to whoever might be listening, the girl sped off just as fast as she could go.

Her timing was unfortunate. A curve snuck up on her, and she was suddenly flying through the air. Afraid that she would be crushed by her own bike when she landed, Lahna vaulted off of it with all the strength she could muster. She was rewarded with a tree trunk to the face. For the second time in two days, Lahna's world went black.