AHAHA, YOU CAN'T KEEP ME TIED DOWN FOREVER, FANFICTION! I HAVE RISEN AGAIN! AHAHAHHAAAAAAA.

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Anyway, I'm back! I got a 3 day suspension from fanfiction, but I'm back! BEWARE: THIS CHAPTER WAS WRITTEN TO MAKE YOUR FEELS HURT. YOU HAVE BEEN WAAAAARNED.

Teep saw it. His home. Finally! He ran up to it, and burst through the door. But, unlike how he expected to be greeted, no one came to the door. He just stood there, awkwardly in the doorway. He didn't let it bother him, though, he kept on walking into the house.

"Teep?" It was Nilesy. "Tee, is that... really you?" He sounded as if there had been an imposter not long before. Tee just nodded. Nilesy seemed to shocked to say or do anything. He just went straight to Zoey's room and said, "Zoey, you might wanna come out here..." Zoey almost didn't, but decided it was better to come out of her room from time to time. She froze, halfway out the door.

"Greenman? Is that really you?" She mumbled. Tee was beginning to believe there was an imposter, considering Nilesy and Zoey had the same reaction. So Tee nodded, and before he could even get a full nod, Zoey bear hugged him. "I can't believe it's really you! You're alive!" She spoke into his shoulder as she hugged him.

Tee was home.

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Kyle was beginning to lose hope. He'd been calling out, as loud as he could, trying to attract attention. But to no avail. He'd tried to crawl, in a sort of lopsided way, out a little further and yell from there. But to no avail. He really hadn't been there long, but Rythian was obviously dying, and every second was important. He checked Rythian often for a pulse, and so far he still had one. Unfortunately, it was fading fast. Kyle hated himself for coming so close to helping, and yet in the end, hurting.

Kyle ached all over. His face had been covered in bruises, his left leg spun the wrong way still, and many large gashes just generally covering him. They didn't bleed, which was peculiar, but they hurt terribly. He couldn't imagine the pain Rythian was in. If Rythian was feeling any of the pain dealt to him, or if he was, in his unconscious state, unable to feel anything.

It still puzzled Kyle as to what had happened. What caused them to end out in such a terrible state? One minute, they are starting at the ruined black-brick castle, the next being blown up! How does something like that even happen? The castle was long abandoned, judging by its state, so who or what did this? Kyle was flushed with a thirst for revenge toward whomever had done... whatever they had done. Kyle still wasn't sure, and, in spite of himself, it was that cluelessness that fueled his drive for revenge. He didn't understand it, though.

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Rythian felt a certain numbness around him. He was sure he was dead, because just a second ago he was everything but numb.

"Rythian!"

It was a female's voice.

"Rythian, is- is that really you?"

He'd gotten the feeling it was coming from behind him, so he turned. His gaze was met by sky-blue eyes. It was a girl, with fiery red hair. Rythian couldn't believe his eyes, was this Zoey? She sure looked like her.

"Zoey?" He mumbled.

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Zoey had thought she fell asleep, but she felt perfectly alert. But she was shrouded in darkness and numbness. She felt dead, almost. And when she saw what she was saw, she was sure she was dead. He was turned around, but Zoey could spot him from a mile away.

"Rythian?" No response. "Rythian, is- is that really you?" Zoey watched him as he turned around, and sure enough, it was Rythian. He looked really broken and beaten, but Rythian, nonetheless.

"Zoey?" He mumbled, almost too quiet to hear.

"Rythian!" She ran up to him. She didn't really care what the real-life circumstances were; whether or not they were both dead or if only Rythian was dead. He was there. She was there. And she had the perfect moment, but it was fading.

She flung her arms around him and kisses him before any other words could be spoken.

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In that very moment, Rythian felt nothing but Zoey's presence. Nothing else mattered. It didn't matter if he was dying, or whatever else might have been going around them.

But, then again, if he was dying, he'd probably never get to see her again. Didn't she deserve to know? Immediately after they released each other, Zoey filed the silence.

"I- I thought you were dead. Tee, Tee said you were. But, that doesn't matter now, right? Right?" She shook with uncertainty.

"I'm not dead- or at least I don't think so- but if I'm alive, I'm dying. Zoey..." He felt himself physically fading out of the dream

"No, no, no, you can't leave yet- Rythian!"

And the dream faded. Rythian still knew little about his past, and he didn't want to crush Zoey anymore by telling her he really didn't remember much about her. He'd already crushed her with his honesty. He had only moments before not cared if he was dead or alive, but now he knew, it mattered more than anything that he stayed alive. For Zoey.