Hello, DWG here and welcome to the first chapter of The Prince of the Swarm in Remnant: Rewrite! Or TPotSiR: Rewrite for short or the new name: RWBY: The Swarm Unleashed!

...yeah, its still a bit of a mouthful, but at least it's better!

Now either you came from the original or not, welcome! This story, other than a rewrite from the original, has nothing to do with it. This is a new slate, pretty much a new story.

Now, if you guys are new, expect this from all my stories.

There is a harem, although you probably read it from the summary...

Anyways!

Let's get this shown on the road!

I don't own anything except some stuff

Chapter 1- Enter, Alain Kerrigan

"Dammit, at this rate..."

In a small room with a single bed illuminated by a single light bulb stood a young man with a tall swimmer's build, with straight red hair reaching to his neck, and bright cyan eyes dressed in a black ghost outfit without the mask. Panting after spending most of his energy from trying to escape the room. Glaring at the thick steel doors locking him in, he clicked his tongue as he sat down on the bed. 'Damn Hybrids, always gotta have the big appetite, huh?' He chuckled weakly as he wiped some sweat off his brows. Looking at his palms sparking with Psionic energy, or at least, what's left of it, he sighed as he closed both of his hands.

"This how I die? Alone in a room...being sucked dry, and it's not even a good one...heh, Tychus and his damn jokes..." He muttered bitterly at his vulgar joke as he closed his eyes and lied down on the bed.

Rubbing his eyes, he sighed as he felt his strength fading with every second. It was faint, but it was slowly sucking away what's left of his energy.

'Looking back at it, it was a bad idea from the start, infiltrate Skygeirr and try to uncover its dark secrets...should've listened to Jim. Even Tosh said it was too much...' He thought with a scowl as his fists tightened, digging into flesh.

"Alone...I'm so used to this...there's only one person I can trust..." He smiled sadly as he closed his eyes, feeling his strength leaving him as memories of her came into his mind. From his childhood to his training as a Ghost, even if she wasn't family by blood, she was family all the same. Everyone else was just an extra, although there are few that are exempted.

She even told him that he has a major sister complex, although he wouldn't-no, he can't understand such a word.

In his view, there is no one more important than her, everything else was second and third.

"Ah, wish I could talk to her...one last time..."

Meanwhile, above him, a shadow stirs, stealing his energy. It sits there, siphoning what's left and waiting. The Psionic energy within the young body was rich and abundant, and now, it's almost empty...and almost lifeless...

Sensing a strong Psionic Signature approaching, the shadow left, disappointed. No matter, the boy will still die. With the task done, it left the boy to his fate.

He has served it well; his Psionic power will be put to good use for his father.

? POV

Walking around quickly was a tall man wearing a black admiral's coat complete with the hat, black pants, black gloves, and military shoes. The only difference, however, was his left hand, instead of it looking like it's right counterpart, it was instead covered in purple veiny flesh and brown carapace. His face was deathly pale with a beard reaching to his chin and with glowing orange eyes and the left side of his cheek glowing the same color.

One can already tell from a single glance that he was infested.

However, surprisingly enough, he was not like others, for he was special.

His name was Alexei Stukov, and he is on a mission as he walked around the many cells. All of it was ripped to shreds with blood marks and claws.

All but one.

In front of him was a reinforced steel door. Harder than the rest in the room. The Zerglings, Hydralisks, and even the Roaches with their acid spit couldn't tear it down, add in the fact that there are Shields similar to Protoss Shields being used, then it is quite impenetrable.

Understandable, since where he is right now is Narud's private prison. A place wherein people with strong and high amounts of Psionic energy were imprisoned. And it also doubles as a farm.

A farm of Psionic Energy for the Hybrids, allowing them to feast on the energies around them and have their fill.

"This disgusts me..." His thick Russian accent made itself known as he held out his hand and formed a large glob of acid.

"Time to free the boy."

Unlike the acid of Roaches, his acid is accompanied with high amounts of Psionic Energy, capable of enhancing the acid and making it explode on contact.

So, it came to no surprise when the door broke down easily.

Entering the room, his eyes instantly locked on the still figure lying on the bed. Approaching the body, he frowned as he took notice of how pale they look.

"The Hybrid must have drained most of his energy, damn it!" He cursed as he slammed his fist against the wall, denting it. Looking down at the boy, he took note of how young he looked, late teens if he was right.

"So young and dying...I cannot let you die!" He made up his mind as he gently scooped up the body and made his way back to Leviathan, where he can save his life.

In the Leviathan

"My Queen, Stukov has returned to the Leviathan." A feminine voice called out as a long serpentine being came out of the fleshy ceiling in the fleshy room.

Purple eyes presented themselves to the world as a feminine body covered in purple flesh and carapace stood and watched a platform of Skygeirr burn, her bladed wings stretched as she sensed someone familiar approaching her. And not only that, but he is carrying something or someone. Why? She can only wait and see.

The mouths acting as doors opened, revealing one of her new allies, Stukov, carrying a cold body.

"Kerrigan!" She calmly turned around to look at Stukov, plenty of questions in her mind as to why he returned in Skygeirr shortly after escorting her back to the Leviathan to heal her wounds hours ago.

That was what she expected herself doing...instead...

Her eyes widened as she quickly took notice of the red hair, the pale body, and the familiar black Ghost suit.

Shredding her own persona and composure she quickly went into action.

"Give him to me, quickly!" She roared, her composure cracking as Stukov went still in shock for a few seconds before obeying her command and handing the body over to her.

Looking down at the familiar face, she closed her eyes as she barely felt any remains of Psionic energy inside him. He was basically almost lifeless.

'His body is weak and his energy is almost gone. No! I've just seen him again, I will not lose him, not now!' She thought as she held out her hand causing it to glow blue with Psionic energy before quickly slamming it into the stomach of the teen, causing the body to convulse for a few seconds before settling down.

She sighed as color slowly started to return to the body.

Turning behind her, she looked at a Broodmother that is also her advisor.

"Zagara, take him to my private quarters and put him in the pool, make sure he heals. Keep him safe." At her last sentence, her purple eyes glowed powerfully, allowing no room for failure. Zagara, despite her confusion, obeyed in fear as she felt Kerrigan's voice laced with power.

"It will be done, my Queen." She bowed as she gently took the unconscious teen from her Queen's hands and made her way to another room.

'Strange, I thought the only Terran my Queen cares for is the Terran: Jim Raynor.'

After Zagara makes her leave, Kerrigan turned to Stukov.

"Now, would you like to explain why my brother was in your hands dying?!" She hissed as Stukov's glowing eyes widened in surprise. He took a step back as he kneeled with his head down. "I did not know! I was only searching for him because he is the one that helped me!" At that, Kerrigan blinked as her eyes ceased glowing.

"Helped you?"

"Yes, when I contacted you Psionically, he amplified mine. I did not know who he was until now. I only know that he helped me reach you. And I found him like that, it was luck that I managed to reach him to you. That is all, my Queen." He finished as Kerrigan hummed and turned around as she watched Skygeirr burn.

"Very well." She stopped as she glanced back at Stukov, her eyes narrowing.

"Take some of my Swarm, search everything thoroughly in Skygeirr and rip it apart., I don't want anyone finding anything about this place. Especially my brother." Stukov stood up and did a silent salute as he felt a shiver run down his spine.

The nature of a protective sister was scary, he noted.

Kerrigan's Chambers, 5 minutes later

Entering her chamber, she was greeted by Zagara who did a curtsy, at least that's what it looks like for all the Broodmothers and lesser Queens. Beside her was a pool of green fluid similar to the Spawning Pools used by the Swarm, and inside it was the teen.

"How is he?" She glanced at the teen's still body. "He is stable for now, my Queen. His Psionic Energy was drained almost to the point where he has none. Whatever was consuming him was making sure to leave none. And his body has been severely weakened. Even if he is stable, it is unlikely that he will live." Kerrigan nodded as she looked down at him while gritting her teeth as her clawed hands clenched, drawing blood.

Zagara observed her Queen for a few moments before asking an important question.

"My Queen, it may be impulsive for me to ask, but what is with this Terran? You shared your Psionic powers with him earlier when Stukov arrived, enough to keep him alive for now."

Kerrigan sighed as she turned to Zagara.

"He...he is my brother Zagara..." Zagara's eyes widened a fair bit as her mandibles clicked in surprise. "This Terran is your kin? My Queen, this is rather..." Zagara didn't have words as she looked at the teen and at Kerrigan.

"Unexpected?" Kerrigan chuckled as she crouched down to take a closer look at the teen. "Not many know this, but he is my brother in all but blood." She smiled as she stood up.

"I refuse to let him die..." She muttered as she kept her eyes on the pool with her brother in it. Her eyes glowed as she focused her Psionic energy on her right hand, Zagara took a few steps back as Kerrigan suddenly shot the Psionic energy directly at the pool.

"My Queen?!"

Kerrigan ignored Zagara's outburst as she directly modified the pool, causing the surrounding walls of flesh around it to squirm. Its atoms split, the molecules shuffled and combined. The pool itself was convulsing as the green liquid splashes around.

After a while, Kerrigan stops as the pool began to let off green miasma.

"With this, my brother, Alain, is now a part of the Swarm."

Zagara's eyes widened as she felt something new, it was like when she first birthed her first brood. She can sense it. In fact, the whole of the Swarm senses it. It was currently weak, but for some reason, she can feel the Psionic wave emanating from the teen. It was strong, almost as strong as the Queen of Blades.

Kerrigan laughed as she watched Alain's skin turn from pale to a healthy fair color.

"As expected, he always has a strong Psionic signature."

Turning to Zagara, Kerrigan issued a new order.

"Inform all my Broodmothers and Queens, the Swarm has found its second." She proudly declared as Zagara bowed.

"As you wish, my Queen!"

Kerrigan nodded as she and Zagara left her chambers, with Kerrigan trusting her work to save her adopted brother, Alain.

As the fleshy door closed, a pair of eyes opened, revealing the cyan orbs clouded with fatigue.

'Sis...'

10 hours later

Eyes wide, Alain reached out to the edges of the pool, letting out a deep breath as he managed to get out of the thick green liquid containing him.

But as soon as he got up, he felt a sharp pain cross his head, he held the side of his head with a wince as he felt millions of minds connect through his brain. The chittering, the screeching, all of it is resounding to his brain. And he somehow understood them. All of them vary, some are sounding like welcoming sounds, while some are disgruntled, the rest are all a blur.

But there is one thing that stood out.

One that feels familiar, yet alien.

And he can feel that certain feeling get closer.

In the corner of his eyes, he saw light accompanied by a shadow.

"Alain!"

His eyes widened as his body felt still.

It sounds different, but it's all familiar. The tone used, the voice...the voice is so familiar. A voice that haunted him during the Brood War when she was under the control of the Overmind.

But now? It's a voice that soothes his own body. It was the voice of someone he loves, someone who took him in when she didn't need to.

Turning to the source of the voice, his heart skipped a beat in fear due to how she looked. But it changed when he took a look at her face, it was so different. Not like when she was the Queen of Blades, not like when she was being studied like an animal under Valerian's orders.

No.

She looked like his sister.

With speed, Kerrigan leaped at Alain, enveloping him into a warm hug.

His body responded automatically as he responded in kind. He felt a smile creeping into his lips as he embraced the familiar feeling of his sister hugging him. It was nostalgic, she was his pillar, his everything.

And now, she is back.

After countless minutes of hugging, she pulled back and took a closer look at him. She gently held his cheek, causing him to smile.

"You really have changed, Alain." He only nodded.

"Why were you there? I had Stukov check the database and records, it said you were captured and used as a source of food." She narrowed her eyes at the thought. It was terrible. Individuals with Psionic powers are very powerful, but their weakness is their Psionic powers itself. It's like their soul, if it's pushed beyond its limit, or in Alain's case drained until there was almost nothing left, then the individual will eventually die from the inside.

It was pure luck that there was still a small amount of energy left inside him, but even with that, he was dying.

"Ah...I..." Alain looked down as he failed to answer her question. Kerrigan smiled as she held him close. He closed his eyes as he snuggled his head closer to her.

"Tell me, you know how much I was worried for you." Alain gulped as he looked at her straight in the eyes. "I...I tried to gather information on the Hybrid. But I got caught, and as you can see..." He spread his arms as if making a point as he tried to give her a smile.

Kerrigan closed her eyes as she lowered her head, deep in thought.

She sighed as she opened her eyes and stood up.

"Alain,"

He immediately stood straight as he kept his attention on her and her only.

"You are now part Zerg," His eyes widened, but his body remained straight. "But if you don't want to, you can say so. You don't need to follo-" That was as far as she got before Alain took a step forward and shook his head vigorously.

"No! I'll follow you!" He held her shoulders as his eyes burned with intensity. "Without you, I would be dead out in the street! You helped me prove my worth so that I can survive. As my sister, I would follow you even if I have to fight the whole Dominion myself!" Kerrigan blinked for a few seconds before chuckling as she held Alain close to her.

"I would expect nothing less from my brother."

Timeskip, 1 month after Amon's defeat

Sitting on a throne of flesh and carapace, Alain leaned on his left hand as he closed his eyes, deep in thought. His black ghost outfit is still in one piece other than the large holes remaining in the arms.

It has been a whole month since Amon's defeat and Kerrigan's ascension as a Xel'naga, and with the duty of keeping the Swarm whole and protected as it's leader, Alain was kept busy. After Amon's defeat, Kerrigan gave him an order and duty.

Her order was simple: Keep an eye on the Swarm and be its leader.

Of course, he accepted, although with some reluctance. At that moment, when he became the leader of an Alien Empire ruling across many worlds, Alain felt overwhelmed and lost. He had always relied on his sister to guide him, after all.

Across the entire Koprulu sector, it was peace.

To everyone, it was an era of peace.

But to Alain, it was like the Brood War again, but this time, no Kerrigan to haunt him or no Kerrigan to comfort him. That's why he felt lost. The only thing he can do is obey her last order and hope for the best.

He really felt lost...

At least, that was what he thought in the first few days...

After that, he managed to get a hold of himself, making his progress go faster and his name be known and feared to some.

Thanks to his sister's aides, he was able to act as a proper leader, but that is only because it was his job to do so, or at least, he thought so.

Starting with the Feral Zerg, he ordered many Broodmothers to go to planets infested with Feral Zerg and eliminate them all no matter the costs. That got him a small lecture about tactics from Zagara and Stukov.

There are also some Broodmothers who have gone rogue, which was quickly taken care of, and with it, he easily managed to control the rest of the Zerg. All it took was proving his strength against the rogue Broodmothers, and they would submit to him.

There was also the fact that Dehaka left to go back to Zerus. Just a simple trip back to Zerus with the Leviathan, all the while eliminating some Primal Zerg that decided it was a good idea to attack them.

It was a busy week for him.

And he is tired, which made him happy.

Closing his eyes, Alain fell asleep.

Dream

Opening his eyes, he was greeted with the familiar bright light surrounding him, he hummed as he took a seat and waited.

And waited.

And waited.

Until he felt the bright space shift, and with it came a familiar face.

A feminine figure wearing a white Ghost outfit, her bright red hair tied in a ponytail, her blue eyes locked with him. He smiled faintly as she quickly walked over to him, sat behind him, and gently pulled his shoulders until his head landed on her lap.

He sighed in bliss as she gently played with his hair.

"You know, I miss your blond hair." She said as Alain opened his eyes and looked at her with a deadpan. "No, I won't change it back." He said softly, but just loud enough for her to hear making her roll her eyes.

"So, how's the mission?"

"It's done, when will you come back?" Alain's answer and question came quickly, causing Kerrigan to pause as she frowned.

"I don't know..."

"I see..."

It was the same question he asked ever since she managed to find a way to enter his dreams. She did so at first because she missed Alain.

"You know, you should find someone." Alain blinked as he shifted his head and looked up at her. "What do you mean?" It was such an innocent question, so why did Kerrigan laugh?

"I meant you should find a girl, it can't be me taking care of you all the time, you know?"

"You mean in brothels?" She froze as her wide eyes stared at Alain in shock. His face was as impassive as ever, but she did wonder though, why did it lead to that?

"A-Ah, Alain, please tell me, why did you come up with that?" She asked sweetly as she felt her eyes twitch.

"Remember when you said to follow the orders of Lieutenant Trevor back then?" She nodded, motioning Alain to move on.

"Well, he took me to one after his drinking escapades." At this Kerrigan sighed as she facepalmed. "I was gone on a mission for a month when I left you under Trevor...tell me, how many times?" Alain blinked as he looked up and began to mentally count, with each passing second, Kerrigan felt herself go pale.

"I think I became a regular with him...I think?" She felt a vein on her head form into a tick mark as she clenched her teeth and her fists shaking in anger.

Feeling something wrong, Alain looked at Kerrigan in worry.

"What's wrong?" Kerrigan sighed as she made a mental note to find out if Trevor was still alive. Looking down at her brother looking at her innocently, she shook her head as she forced out a smile. "Its nothing, Alain. I just need to correct you a bit."

'He was innocent in this, he didn't know any better!' Kerrigan convinced herself as she made a quick decision about Alain's inability to assess the situation when it comes to relationships.

"Ah, okay..."

Needless to say, after hours of talking with his sister, Alain promised to find someone he can care about. Although in order to find that girl or girls in Kerrigan's words, he is lost on that part.

She even told him to make some friends, or rather, she ordered him. It was an order from her, so he's gonna try.

"Remember Alain, find a girl..." She held out a finger and waited.

"Who I will care for and is willing to be with me no matter the consequence, not some slut from a whorehouse."

She held out another finger.

"And?"

"Find some friends who I can work with, people that won't mind who I am, people that will stay with me till the end."

"And?"

He sighed.

"Always find allies, even in the most unlikely of places."

Kerrigan stared at Alain for a few seconds before nodding in satisfaction as she gave him a smile. She looked up and sighed as she closed her eyes.

"Time's up."

Alain nodded as he approached her quietly and gave her a hug, she reciprocated the hug as a bright light covers her body before disappearing into tiny particles.

Alain rested his hands over to his sides as he watched the particles float away before closing his eyes.

Char, 3 days later

If one were to wonder where they could take a walk in a place that looks like the fiery pits of hell, then all they have to do is to head on over to Char, a literal hellish planet where there is nothing but lava everywhere.

It is a hostile planet where one can die from lava literally rising from the lower levels every so often. Others would dread to even set foot in this place, but others braved it. Some lived, some died.

Some call it hell.

Some call it the most dangerous business trip due to a large amount of Minerals and Vespene geysers found throughout the planet.

But the Zerg? They call it their home.

There is even an acid marsh to the surface, where millions of eggs are stored.

And that is where Alain is currently in.

Walking around and watching Drones work as they gather eggs and place them to random spots, Alain hummed to himself as he continued his walk. His work as the leader of the Swarm is currently being handled by Stukov.

Unlike Terrans, he didn't need to sign paperwork, he only needed to direct Broodmothers or Queens to what they needed to do. But at the same time, even without lifting a single pen or paper, it was still tiring. So, Stukov took his place for him for the time being.

'It has been three days since I last talked with sis, what's going on with her?' He thought absentmindedly as he let his thoughts wander.

Stopping in his tracks, his eyes narrowed as he felt a strong Psionic signature emanating from the east. His senses told him to be careful as he went east.

Mentally ordering ten pairs of Raptor Zerglings, two Vile Roaches, and four Hydralisks, Alain marched east.

Whenever he takes a step forward, he feels the Psionic signature grow stronger. It was strange, the Psionic signature was powerful and dark, and the worst of all, familiar.

'There should be no Hybrid left...what's going on?' Alain thought to himself before a powerful explosion radiating with volatile Psionic energy.

"What's that?!" Alain boosted his legs with Psionic energy before rushing to the area followed by his Zerg units.

'An accident? No, no Broodmother has that much power. An attack? What're the Mutalisks doing?!' He stopped as his eyes widened at the sight.

A creature taller than an Ultralisk stood tall. Four pairs of long black tentacles shimmering blue and red. The head is the same as the crown of Hydralisks, two sharp mandibles around a mouthless face, red eyes glare at him. Its black body is bulky with two hind legs and two large hands with three fingers, each with sharp nails.

Alain felt a shiver of fear run throughout his body as he stared at the monstrosity for a few seconds before biting his cheek as he ordered all his troops to attack.

'A Hybrid, and it's not like the others!'

'Alain! What happened?! Are we under attack?!'

Alain glared at the Hybrid as it ripped a Zergling to shreds before setting its sights upon the rest.

"Hybrid! Send all available Zerg to my area now!" Alain's eyes glowed before he felt a sharp pain come from his hands. Wincing as he endured the pain, he clenched his fists as brown carapace emerged from the back of his hand and formed two sharp blades made of carapace.

Jumping into the fray, Alain prepared to stab both blades into the back of the Hybrid, only for him to cross his arms as he hastily prepared a shield before being knocked over by one of the tentacles. He grunted as he went through a stone, smashing it into pieces.

Gasping as he held onto his side, he felt something inside him crack. Glaring at the Hybrid, Alain felt around his body, wincing as he felt pain. Tasting iron from his mouth, he scowled.

'A few broken ribs, one of my lungs have been pierced...I can't move much. This is bad, I have to heal before this becomes too much or...' He thought as he stood up.

'I have to finish this quickly.' He finished that thought grimly as he felt the winds around him shift as Psionic energy came with the wind.

Feeling his right arm thrum with Psi energy, the cleared the dust away as he held out his right hand, an orb of concentrated Psi energy gathering within. The Hybrid hissed at the challenge as it encased itself with a shield.

'Great, a Hybrid with shields, as if those things aren't hard enough to get rid of anyway.' Clicking his tongue, Alain threw the Psi orb at the Hybrid, exploding as it did so. The Hybrid's shield shimmered as it protected it from the blast.

His eyes glowed as the pair of Hydralisks hissed as they felt their muscles tense up, triggering their Frenzy. Their spines launched and bouncing off the shield. Spine after spine shot off from the Hydralisks, damaging the Hybrid's shields, but not destroying it.

The Vile Roaches screeched as they spat out their sticky acid, but to no avail as the shields prevented it from touching the Hybrid. In turn, the Hybrid raised a foot and squashed one Roach just before it could safely burrow.

Alain's eyes narrowed as he felt the ground shake, but not from the Hybrid, no.

Behind him came creatures literally rolling as they let off green miasma from their bulbous lower half. The Hybrid noticed it quickly as its hands were crackling with Psionic energy.

SKREIIIIIIII!

Alain smirked as countless Zerglings made themselves known as they leaped at the Hybrid. Clawing and biting as they rapidly diminished the shield. The Banelings that arrived rushed to the Hybrid, ready to fulfill their purpose.

To explode an acidic death.

The Hybrid roared as the Banelings smashed into its weakened shield, spraying their acidic load everywhere.

But that's not the end of it. As soon as a Baneling explode, two smaller Banelings split from the body and followed its parent's purpose.

To explode an acidic death.

Watching the Banelings explode one after another, Alain's hands crackled as he raised his hands, albeit with some difficulty, gathering large amounts of Psi energy, he took a deep breath as he manipulated to energies, spinning it, forming a spinning disc shining and brimming with Psionic energy. 'With kinetic force added, this should deal enough damage.' He thought as he calmly threw his hands over to the Hybrid.

The Zerglings continued hindering the Hybrid's progress.

'Zerglings acting as a distraction.'

The Hydralisks, now seven of them, continued shooting their spines.

'Hydralisks dealing additional damage.'

The Roaches, with renewed vigor, spat their acid with much more force than normal, finally impeding the Hybrid's movements.

'The Roaches slowing it down.'

The Banelings are all dead and gone now, but they fulfilled their purpose.

'The Banelings dealing out the biggest damage.'

He smirked as his attack made contact, causing the Hybrid to roar in pain as a bright light enveloped the Hybrid before exploding violently.

'And finally, me, dealing the killing blow. Checkmate.'

Covering his eyes, Alain felt himself be pushed back from the force. The Zerg that survived burrowed or, in the Zerglings' case, is sent off flying.

After a while, the dust cleared up, revealing a massive crater where the Hybrid was before it died. Alain stared at the crater impassively for a few seconds before sighing as he turned around and began walking slowly back to the nearest Hive Cluster.

"You. Shall. Submit!"

His eyes widened as he quickly turned around, only to be greeted with a massive explosion.

The last thing he saw was a bright light consuming him before darkness took over.

AND CUT! Thanks for reading, or giving this story a chance. If you guys came from the original, you can already see the differences with Alain's personality and how it all began.

Now, the fight was a little one-sided, but there's a reason for that.

And the Hybrid is one that I made just for the story. Obviously, since the description is absolutely horrendous...as always...I never was good at describing appearances.

Why was Alain acting like a support? Couldn't he just heal his wounds? Well, Alain is not fully Zerg, so his healing factor is weaker than Kerrigan's. That, and since he is formerly a Ghost, he mostly relied on the reliable C-20A rifle, a combat knife, and his Psionic prowess. Add instinct to the list as well.

Is Alain really experienced in that field? If you're talking about him pleasuring women, then yes, yes he is.

Are we going to learn more about Alain's past? Yes, flashbacks are necessary.

And with that done, I'll see you guys later. I'm pretty tuckered out right now, that and I need to eat...

Ciao! Peace!