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Hello everyone, well, in the meantime that I try to come up with what happens next, here's the prolugue for the first chapter. A prologue for a prologue, how fun! Enjoy! ( In this text I didn't use names in order to make it more...stylish? Well, you'll know from the refrences, if you have played mother three...)

An injured heart

A fanfic by:Zetafire

Chapter 2: A moment not too soon

'' Are you sure about this? Because, frankly, I'm not. And I don't think he's on my side.'' He pointed towards the dog next to him, who was wagging his tail furiously.

'' You know he's used to seeing his master everyday. And, well, it has been a few months since he...deserted us. So I do think it is very reasonable we just stop by and say hello while, perhaps, lending a hand?''

'' Don't make him look like if he was a coward. He clearly said we shouldn't interfere in that world. That only he was asked to be there, not us.''

'' Well, I think that's just completely unfair. We're strong, too. Well, at least one of us is.'' She looked at both of them. It was obvious that she was the leader, since he was a thief and had a limp, while the other was a dog.

'' I still oppose the idea, it's forbidden, it's kinda quirky and, by the looks of it, it's not a hundred percent safe.''

'' I think you're calling my idea dumb, are you!''

''Well... Your idea is, um, insecure. I mean, how can you create a portal to that specific world, and if we do make it, then how are we going to find him, especially if it's too big of a world?''

'' Well, he did say it was just a world of fighting, so I doubt it'll be that big. And I'm sure that this little teleporting table will be able to get us there, more so after I'm done rewiring the destination configuration, and perhaps I'll mess around the backside and install a nice engine. Imagine the speed it'll go! Anyhow, I'm almost done, just a matter of connecting this red cable to this blue one and-'' As soon as the bare wires touched, her left cheek was blotched in a dark, dusty material. Perhaps soot?

'' Well, by the look on your face, I'm sure we won't encounter any problems on they way, huh?''

Even by the side, he could tell she was leering at him.

'' It was just a small accident, happens all the time,'' she said. ''And it ain't easy, you know. I would like to see you try at it.''

He stepped a pace forward, studied the hyped up board, glanced at the open configuration box and the work she had done on the cables. With a simple shrug, he bumped the toe of his shoe on the edge. Instantly, her face was covered completely in soot.

She slowly turned around to face him.

'' Happens all the time.'' He shrugged again.

She grabbed the towel she had been using to clean her hands. Now she swiped it at her face, but the soot wouldn't come off.

''Thanks a lot for the makeover. If you'll excuse me, I'm going to take a long shower. But since you were so nice to help me, you won't mind finishing up. See ya'' She left for her house, leaving him and the dog alone to finish the board.

He walked rather naturally over to the cables she had been working on. He realized there were many mistakes just by looking at the color scheme on them. No wonder the thing almost blew up, and it was the only copy he had left them. The original was being use by him in the other world.

''Well, doggy, it seems we have our work cut out for us, huh.'' He asked the mutt. He barked in response.

''Yea, I guess we gotta do as the lady says, cause I sure heck don't want to see her in an angry mood again. Well, let's get started.'' At once he disconnected all the cables and, working with experienced hands, started the project all over again.

She kept to her word when she the entered the the bathtub. Well, almost. She realized that taking a long shower would be negative since, eventually, the water would turn cold at around thirty minutes. And she planned to stay longer than just a mere thirty minutes. So, she went for a bath instead. After waiting for the tub to fill, she tested the water to see if it was warm enough. It was boiling hot, but that didn't seem to affect her as she slid into the tub and let her imagination take over...

Being bent over something for a long time sure left a reminder or two about it. As he got up to stretch, his back cracked.

''Ah, that felt nice. Yup, it seems all is well regarding the configuration. I even installed all the equipment she was going to, but the lady decided to spend a good-'' He glanced at his wristwatch.

'' A good two hours with twenty three minutes and forty two seconds, and counting.''

Just than, her head appeared at the side of the garage door.

''Didya miss me?'' She asked.

'' Not me, did you?'' He asked the dog. He only sat down and cocked his head.

'' Mhm, does that answer your question?'' He said.

''Very funny'' She said sarcastically.

'' Anyways, I'm done with what you left me, and even improved it by installing all the items you were going to. If you give me a few more minutes, I could easily attach an engine. But someone would have to purchase it, and right now I'm empty on both pockets.''

'' Uh uh, no modern improving just yet. I gotta test it out first.'' She leaned down and peered into the jungle of cables.

''Hey! You totally rewired the whole thing.'' She shouted.

''Well, it wasn't the greatest job I could have done, don't you think?'' He responded, attracting an angry glare from her; as if he wasn't in a bad enough standing in her view.

'' Ok, I did some mistakes, but I still think you messed it up more than me.'' She responded. ''So, just to show you, I'll give it a little test.'' She slid onto the board, balanced herself and started it up. What came next was a smile from him as he watched in amusement at the board rocketing out of sight, carrying its passenger in a screaming flight.

''Well doggy, it seems to be working just right, now it's just a matter of skill for the lady to bring it back here in one piece.'' The dog just uttered a low whine.

'' Don't worry, I'm almost sure she won't crash.'' He sat down beside the dog and watched the sunset through the open garage door. Out there in the country, sunsets were always the best.

By the time she rode back safely and slowly to the residence, it had become night. Her face was twisted into an angry scowl as she lowered herself from the board and closed the garage door.

''When I get my hands on that no good thief, it'll be the end of pretty nice me!'' She muttered, slowly moving her hands in grasping motions. She practically burst the door open, only to find the dog curled up in his bed, and a note on the refrigerator door clearly intended for her. She ripped it from its position and quickly read the text aloud to herself.

''Dear, um, well whatever. I am not going to succumb to your little mood swings! As you have seen for yourself, the board works fine, and even better than you expected. It is not, repeat, NOT my fault that you were so arrogant for having disbelief in my capabilities. Now, you may have asked why I am not here, and there is a very good excuse. I simply wished to not be shredded into a thousand bits by you. I prefer to run and live than stand up and die. I'm a thief, it's what I do almost every day. Tomorrow, if your anger has ebbed, we can try your magnificent plan. But, if it hasn't, than perhaps another day? Anyhow, see ya!

Sincerely, well, you know!

P.S: Don't try to sneak into my house tonight, I ain't gonna be there!''

As she finished reading, she balled up the paper and threw it into the waste bucket. She then headed for her room, deciding to bring the dog with her.

'' Tomorrow, doggy, tomorrow we'll see him again...'' She whispered to the still sleeping dog. ''And I'll try not to hurt our little friendly thief, cause I don't want to ruin or stall my plans-.'' She suddenly threw her hands up, sending the pup flying. She closed her eyes just as he landed, then reopened them slowly. To her utter amazement, the dog was still asleep!

''Wow, you must really be tired if you didn't wake up on that one.'' She then remembered why she had thrown her arms in the first place.

'' I'm going to see him tomorrow! And-'' She inspected herself in the bathroom mirror. Her reflection revealed what she usually wears everyday: A blue sweater with hood and pink boots. No jewelry or anything saying to be noticed. ''I'm not sure how to look. Ok, gotta calm down, remember: you were never one to care about looks...but I just want him to see me in my best!'' She rushed to her closet. All she found were more blue sweaters and pink boots. A quizzical look crawled into her face.

'' Didn't I ever go shopping. Darn, this is just my luck! Wait, what's that?'' She spotted between the masses of blue another color sticking out. As she pulled out the outfit, she realized it was a long time gift from him. It was a lavender sweater, just like the rest of sweaters except for the color and the small gold engraving of her name on the side. She looked at it, and then peered down, right at a small box. She hung the clothing back and sat down to reach it.

Grasping it in her hands, she slowly removed the lid. Inside, neatly tucked and brand new, were a pair of green tennis shoes. She always stated tennis shoes were her second favorite. Instantly, she switched into the new clothing and checked herself on the long mirror. They fitted her perfectly.

'' I think he'll be very anxious when I get there, and somewhat with the other two.'' She said to herself.

After switching back into her normal clothes, hanging up the sweater neatly, and repacking the shoes, she slid into her bed. She knew her dreams were going to be nice.