Sorry if you got an alert about this chapter and found it wasn't there. Almost straight when I uploaded it I deleted the chapter, because 1. I didn't get an alert when I uploaded it

2. there were some inconsistencies and

3. just not enough detail.

So here it is, lots of brand-spunky new chappiness for your own amusappy! Oh, and sorry about the bad 'flow' puns I've been making. Just a teensy bit immature:D.

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"It has taken you long enough, foolish child."

"Sorry, Master."

"What exactly were you doing? Off having a party, thinking I was dead, were you?"

"No, Master, never, Master. There were...complications..."

Yunsung stirred from his sleep, but keeping his eyes firmly shut. He could hear Tornado, and another female voice, speaking. The knowledge that Tornado was free shivered down his bones, and his heart started beating rapidly. He stayed very still and tried to look as naturally asleep as possible. He could feel the bark of the tree on the back of his neck and the dew of the grass underneath him. A wolf howled in the distance ominously. He waited for his chance, just listening.

"Complications? Ha, complications, there is nothing complicated about being a whore. That is what you are, isn't it?"

"I am not a whore."

"...What did you just say to me?"

There was a silence, "Nothing." said the other girl tentatively, whose voice was quite high.

"Good. Now, what are you waiting for? Free me!"Tornado commanded viciously, her voice filled with hate at her accomplice. Yunsung heard ropes being slashed. He felt Tornado pass across him, and a rooting sound...Tornado was searching in his rucksack for her tonfas. He heard a ching as they were lifted out.

Yunsung almost reacted when he felt a cold, sharp metal push gently against his throat. He held his breath desperately.

"What are you doing, insolent child??"

"Nothing, Master."

"Your stupidity is unquestionable. That is not 'nothing'."

"I am examining this boy, Master."

"Hmph. So, how much do you reckon he'll pay for one night?"

There was silence, and Tornado laughed evilly.

"You are a disgusting piece of filth, Tira, almost as disgusting as the boy himself."

"I like the flesh of his neck, Master."the girl called Tira said excitedly, "May I kill him?"

Yunsung's heart began to beat even faster. He prayed she wouldn't notice.

"No, you may not."

Yunsung, with relief, found the pressure being taken away from his neck.

"Why not, Master?"

"Because I said so. Shut up. I am planning our next course of action."

There was relative silence, apart from the odd squawk of a bird. Yunsung heard Tira's voice go, "hmm."

"What about this girl, Master?"

Tornado paused, then cackled, "Fine, you may kill that one, Tira. She is nothing but a nui-"

Yunsung realized had no time to waste."TAKI!!!" he roared in warning, his eyes snapping open. He saw a glimpse of Tornado and a girl in green rags with a large ring blade, both looking over to him in surprise, before snapping his vision to Taki, who was scrambling to her feet.

"DIE!!!"screamed Tira, and swung her ring blade. It smashed Taki in the stomach, and she cried out in pain and was thrown backwards against a tree. "Shit, missed 'er 'ead!" Tira's voice had rapidly changed to a hearty chuckle. Yunsung stood up quickly and pulled out White Storm.

"I SAID D-urk!"Tira was about to swing her blade towards Taki's neck, but Yunsung dealt a kick to the side of her ribs, sending her flying sideways. He saw Tornado trying to make a run for it. Seeing no other course of action, Yunsung threw White Storm vertically towards Tornado's back. It was a direct hit, smashing into the region of her right shoulder blade, in between the shards, and staying there. She roared out in pain, and fell onto the grass.

"MASTER!!!" Tira screamed in pure fear. She tried to get up, but Yunsung spun around and kicked her across the side of her head, knocking her unconscious. He instantly charged over to Taki, who was leaning against the tree lopsidedly, holding her bloody stomach with her right hand and supporting herself with her left.

"Taki?" Yunsung said in a panicky voice, "Taki, are you alright?

"I...am fine..."she gasped, her shaking hand fast covering in blood, "It is...quite shallow...I will...manage here...take...blades..."she bent forward painfully, offering forward her ninja weapons.

Yunsung took them. He was surprised as the two blades of Soul Calibur merged in his hands and formed the shape of White Storm. "Taki, do you promise you're going to be okay?"

She nodded tremulously, "I will...attend to it...myself...go...look!"

She pointed over Yunsung's shoulder. He looked around and saw that Tornado was no longer lying on the ground, and was in fact, nowhere to be seen. He took off instantly, darting through the trees. With a deep injury like that, Tornado couldn't have gotten very far. He raced through the forest until he found himself back on a wide, trodden path.

Tornado was running haphazardly and slowly towards an opposite line of trees, White Storm still wedged deep into her back. "Talim, stop!" Yunsung commanded.

She turned around, her dilated left eye piercing at him while the right, encrusted and an ungodly white, simply looked horrible. She turned around to him, tonfas in one hand. She faced him ferociously, teeth bared, and reached up, to White Storm, and with a great and bloody roar pulled it straight out of her back. She didn't seem to feel much pain...forced by the energy of Soul Edge, Yunsung thought. Tornado's yellow teeth formed a vicious grin at him, her muscles visibly stiffened in front of him, as she raised her tonfas to fight him.

Yunsung looked at Soul Calibur. It was the same shape as White Storm but there was a hole cut in the middle of it, so it was simply a thick, metallic blue frame with a handle. He gave it a practice swing, and almost was caught off-balance. The weapon slid so easily through the air it was like a knife through butter. He readied himself.

Tornado charged at him and did her trademark cartwheel assault. Yunsung set himself firmly in the cobbled ground and prepared to block her, but she canceled the move at the last minute and smashed her tonfa upwards into his jaw. Yunsung was propelled backwards through the air, and landed, crumpled on the ground, feeling blood slip between his lips. He rolled over and onto his feet as quick as he could, and brought up his sword as Tornado began to deal blow after mechanical blow on the sword again.

However, Yunsung found the sword coping easily with the bashing it was taking, and that it wasn't hard for him to hold Tornado off. In fact, he felt himself getting stronger with every blow he blocked. When the timing was perfect, he pushed Tornado's umpteenth tonfa blow effortlessly to the right. Her body tried to go with it, but Yunsung caught her by her ponytails (as cruel as that was) and kicked her twice in the stomach. He then pushed her onto the ground, and sat down, legs on either side of her body, and held her arms to the side.

If Yunsung had Talim in this position, he probably would have kissed her. Tornado screamed and roared and thrashed her body around, cursing and yelling at him.

Yunsung pushed Soul Calibur into her neck, and she let out an ear-splitting scream, and collapsed, eyes closing, unconscious. She lay there underneath him, dormant, her arms spread out, curiously like the wings of an angel. Yunsung kissed her regretfully, then rested momentarily, until he saw a trickle of blood edging from her side, and remembered.

He turned her over to examine the wound he'd carved into her. It was very deep and very bloody, just a huge crevice cut into her back like a chasm, the shards around it making it look like it was the bottomless pit of hell. There was redness leaking in between the scales like it was traversing a spiky maze.

Trickles of coldness slid down Yunsung's back once again-if Talim didn't get help soon, she could die from this wound. Hands shivering, Yunsung quickly picked her up, lifted her into that familiar position on his back, and carried her quickly back to where Taki was.

He found her, eyes squinted and teeth gritted, stitching up her own wound with the stitching string Yunsung kept in his rucksack. She wasn't doing a very good job of it, her needle shaking and piercing wrong. The girl in green rags was still out cold, her ring blade hanging around her body. Yunsung could see, strange as it was, that she also had green hair, and...and were they purple eyes...???

He had no time to think about it. Yunsung set Tornado down on her front, and went over to Taki, "Here, let me help you." he told her, taking the needle from her shaking hands, "Th...thank you..." she gasped, as Yunsung began to stitch the cut- she was right, it wasn't that deep, but it was wide and still looked very painful. Taki breathed, "You are...a...good..survivalist...that...rucksack..."

"It's got everything, hasn't it?"he finished for her, chuckling a little. She nodded, her breathing becoming more natural, "Is Talim...okay?"

"No. She isn't. It's something I can't stitch up. I need to get her to a hospital as soon as possible."

"Alright...I will come..."she gasped, "We will perform...the removal there as well..."

Yunsung protested, "But they might not be prof-"

"No!" Taki cried suddenly, and winced in pain.

"Don't do that!" he said consolingly, placing his hand on her shoulder "Stay calm."

"We must perform the removal..."she said feverishly, "We have had one chance today...Soul Edge must have followers everywhere...we cannot take that chance again...we must perform it as soon as possible!"

"Right. We will, don't worry! Just stay calm!" Yunsung told her, and finished stitching. It was a rushed job, but it would do. "Can you walk?"

"Y-yes." she said. Yunsung took her hand and heaved her up onto her feet. She tried to walk, and could, though she kept one eye closed because of the pain in her belly, "Yes, I can walk."she said.

"Okay." Yunsung picked up Tornado onto his back again. "Let's go!"

"Wait!" she said, "What about the girl?" she indicated the unconscious Tira. Yunsung was inwardly quite intrigued by this girl. She undoubtedly loved killing as much as Tornado seemed to, and was loyal, but she sounded quite helpless, especially since Soul Edge's host treated her so badly- it was impossible to decipher why Tira would go in for such a thing. Yunsung couldn't think of anything better to do but to separate her from her master.

"We'll leave her here." Yunsung decided, shifting Tornado's dead weight,"She didn't know what she was doing. Come on, we have to pick up White Storm and Talim's tonfas on the way."

And, heaving Tornado further up his back, he pushed back out through the forest, Taki limping slowly behind him.