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Yeah, I am a very random updater… updater? Is that even a word? Well, my computer says it is so I'll go with it.

Once again, to al the Dark lovers, this is for you morons… --

Apparently, its Chapter 11 continued... so I'll just put Chapter 11 in here and update it, yeah?

Krad looked around his house, thinking of what he wanted to blow up. Ok, so it's Satoshi's house, so Krad didn't really have to worry much about blowing up his own stuff. Yes, he was very bored and irritated. Due to the last chapter, Dark hadn't been able to steal anything. He was 'grounded' along with Daisuke. How it happened, we will never know. (Mainly because the writer/typer is too lazy to think it up, and she has to do chores and stuff after typing all this up anyway.) So Krad sat there, thinking, imagining the many terrible things he could possibly do today. There weren't that many, Kurai was usually the mastermind. He was just… there. And thus began his day of torment.

Eventually, he got up and left. Of course, being Krad, he was wearing mostly white. The very second he stepped onto the sidewalk, a bus drove by and sprayed mud all over him. He decided to just go somewhere as opposed to changing, seeing as he could just hurt someone if they mentioned it. There wasn't anywhere to go or anything to do that day. It was Saturday so the kids were out playing their horrible games and laughing their terrible laughs and Kurai was working harder today to get ready for the next issue of Homicidal Monthly. He sat on a bench and, accidentally for once, on a cat's tail. In effect, the cat thought it was a good idea for Krad to be its new scratching post. Of course, he didn't like it, so the cat went flying through the air and into a little kid's birthday cake. The kid thought it was his present until his mom shooed the cat away. Then the kid started crying. Krad sighed, this was going to be a bad day, a very bad day indeed. So bad, he thought, that if it were a story, it might take two chapters to tell it. He walked a few blocks to a McDonald's and got some fries and a McFlurry, only to eventually spill it into a small pond full of little fishes. The park rangers didn't like that too much, so they chased him around for a while. Krad, being too tired to deal with them properly (tying them to a tree and beating them with something), sat in a tree until they left. It was a wonder they didn't see his cross in his hair, it kind of stuck out just a bit… as someone found out when they ran into it. It was Satoshi… a very scary Satoshi too, since he was already angry about something Krad had blown up the night before.

Krad was once again chased, but this time, into an alley. He hid in a dumpster until he was sure Satoshi was gone. It was a mistake on his part, though, because the truck came to get the trash, and Krad with it. He found himself in a landfill miles away from home. Finally some peace and quiet, he thought. Just as his luck would have it, rats came scampering around on the trash, looking for any potential food. Krad seemed to be it, too. The rats swarmed all over him, until he finally just shot the all with some electric thing he does…. The rats then feared him. They were now under his control! He gave them a simple command.

"Go terrorize Dark." He told them, not even really knowing what he was saying. It sounded good, though, so he went with it.

Now, it was only about noon, which upset Krad greatly, for, he figured it would be at least three thirty by now. And now, he decided to make his way back to his home, if he could even call it that….

He made his way towards the place called home. It didn't feel much like a home at all. A home usually had a warm feeling, and a loving family. Krad, however, didn't have that, nor did he plan to. Anyway, he took his time, knowing a certain Satoshi would be a tad bit upset at him for "running away" like last time. He shuddered at the thought, yet still he had a flashback.

Yayforflashbacks

Krad was lost, he knew it, but he didn't want to admit it to himself… or the voice. Oh, the terrible voice… So he kept moving, hoping he'd have gone in a circle so he could take the other turn instead. Now think, who really ever hopes they go in a circle? Yeah, he was that desperate.

'You're lost, Krad.' The voice told him. Oddly, it sounded like Dark's voice. Krad figured since the voice was mocking him, it would sound like his enemy… What a joy to be alive was Krad's thought. Again it said, 'You're lost, Kr--.'

"I KNOW I'm lost! You keep telling me that! You've been saying it for three HOURS!!! Now if you don't shut up… I'LL TEAR YOU OUT OF THERE!!!!"

'Eep…,' Was the only reply Krad heard.

"Voice, if you have anything helpful –other than 'You're lost, Krad,'- then say so. If not, then keep your mouth shut. If you don't have a mouth, then keep shut whatever you use to speak. Do I make myself clear?"

'Transparent…'

"Good." He started to notice some things were getting familiar. He looked at the ground, trying to find any sign of footprints.

'Krad? I see footprints. Just to the right.'

"Many thanks, irritating voice of horror. But… those aren't mine. I'll follow them and see if they lead anywhere or more importantly, to a phone. I need to call Satoshi soon, or he'll have my head…"

The voice kept quiet the rest f the time. Krad followed the footprints and came across a house. This is odd, he thought, a house in the middle of nowhere. They usually never have a phone. In fact, they hardly even have a television most times. Ah, it never hurt to look. Well, except in the movie 'Wrong Turn'. He was pleasantly surprised, yet a bit disturbed, when he went inside.

It looked like a mansion. There was a 52 inch plasma TV in the living room, fancy tapestries hung on the walls, along with 'Starry Night', a painting by Vincent Van Gough. Krad wouldn't have been surprised if they had the ceiling of the Sistine chapel in here as well. He didn't, however, see a phone anywhere. He spotted a small room. Well, what a coincidence, a computer, a phone, some weird satellite thing, and a… police radio? They had everything. He picked up the phone and called Satoshi. Much to his dismay, and I mean very much, the phone was busy. Who could he possibly be talking to?!?!

-Phone Conversation-

"I'm sorry but I'm not going out with you. I can't. I'm far too busy." Satoshi explained.

"But, Satoshi, I won't get another chance to go anywhere! I have to work all the time! You know that! Every night!"

"As do I. And I said already, I'm sorry. I can't. I have to work on setting traps for Dark's next theft."

"But… Satoshi, that's not fair!"

"I said I'm sorry, Daisuke, not tonight!" Satoshi hung up and a chill went down his spine. "Wow, what a weird kid…"

-End of Pine Conversation, back to Krad-

Krad had left the house and just reached the edge of the city he lived in. Great… Azumano… what a joyous place to be… not." He found his way home to meet a very angry Satoshi.

"Why didn't you call?"

"I just tried but the phone was busy!"

Satoshi didn't want to admit that Krad was right, so he thought up something clever. "Who do I have to talk to, Krad? No one ever calls me, and I don't ever call anyone." Yes, he thought that was pretty clever.

"What about the Niwa kid? Doesn't ha call every now and then? Asking for help with homework and the like…."

"It's not a school day, Krad." Now come inside so I can beat you to a pulp with your brush for running away."

"You… you're kidding right? You're insane!"

We're very sorry, this scene cannot be written, seeing as it has s much violence and whatnot tat it would take forever to finally explain all the terrors Krad had to face. Ya know, Satoshi should really think about his anger problems. Maybe he should see someone about it. Yeah, maybe. Oh.. oh no! Here e comes! He heard me!

AAAHHHH RUUUUUN!!!!!!!

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Krad sighed and finished his walk home in silence. He knew that he wouldn't be alive for much longer. Well, at least this bad day would end. It would end in a fitting way as well. Isn't it odd how these things work out? He looked in front of him. Only two more miles… He reached his house, seeing an angry Satoshi waiting out front for him once more.

"Where were you this time Krad?" Satoshi glared at him. If looks could kill, Krad would've been dead already.

"I was… er… I…"

"Oh, he was helping me with an interview with that serial killer that was put away for 3 years. He has a chance for parole in a couple months. The sentences for killing are decreasing steadily.. I think he knows the judge."

Once again, the psychotic one has pulled through for him, proving tat se wasn't all that bad to have around. Even if she was clingy. Like right now for instance, when she was clinging to his arm.

"Oh, ok then. You got lucky this time, Krad. She came to your defense."

"Thanks," Krad muttered to her, low enough that Satoshi couldn't hear. Once Satoshi went inside, he said," He would've killed me for sure."

"No problem. Hey, we're thinking of making it Homicidal Weekly. What do you think of that?" She grinned.

"Sounds very nice…" Krad sighed, still alive., and it's nine. Still time to be unlucky… but with the Queen of all Evil here with him, he doubted highly that anything would want to hurt him, in fear of upsetting her. He felt lucky, for once on this Friday 13th.

Hey, everyone! I'm actually here! Yay me! Anyway, Once again, if there are any typos, they aren't my fault. Sorry Dark lovers, I couldn't kill Krad. He's too cool for death. Besides, Queen of Evil would kill me! XD