Sucky titles I know... I know... but don't blame me! BLAME THE BRAIN! IT'S HER FAULT! ALL HERS! Anyways... I know you all hate me for bad titles now, but I have a reason. I think. First Bad Title Reason : Didn't know you couldn't change the title name, and I couldn't come up with something :/ Random Pop-Quiz-In-The-Face : Who writes Warrior Cats? (anyone like me, a Warrior Cats fan, should know this right off the bat, answer in the reviews!) - ChocolateChipNip

R's POV

I'm about to answer her when we hear a loud knock on the door.

"I'll get it." Julie says, then she quickly walks downstairs and opens the door to the black-haired girl. How did she know I live here? Because I never told her, and I don't exactly think that shes physic. Maybe she asked someone or even looked around. Either way, I don't know why or how shes here, but she is here, so I have to say something. "Um... how do you know where I live?" wow. I'm really pathetic right now. The girl peeked behind Julie and saw me. Under all the grief, hope, and loss in her eyes, I saw a faint glitter of happiness when she saw me. "Sorry about the stomach." she says very sincerely. "Oh, so it was you who kicked him, okay. Thanks for apologizing," Julie says. "but whats your name?" she finishes very sweetly. "Um, my name? Well, uh..." the girl clears her throat and continues. "Oh, sorry, my name is Rayna Clarence. Whats yours?" she asks Julie, but I know its for me. "I'm Julie Grigio." she answers. I notice the girl is also very shy. "Who's he?" Rayna asks. "His name is R. Why don't you come in?" Julie asks. "Uh, well, I kinda have to... well, it can wait, I guess." Rayna says very uncertainly. She walks in and Julie closes the door behind her. As Rayna makes herself at home on the refiner, I find myself wondering who she really is, and not just a name. "So, what did you mean back there? That you watched me die?" she freezes, and her eyes turn so cold, its hard to believe that she had ever been nice or sweet in the whole span of her twelve years of life. "I didn't say that." she says with an edge to her voice that makes me cringe in on myself a little bit. Rayna stands up, walks over to me and looms over me like a skyscraper, laughing down at all its peers saying, come on up, the weather's nice, there's a cool breeze, the air is thin, perfect time to jump, kiddies.I stand up and face her. She is about two feet shorter than me, and really tall for her age. "Don't you ever say a word regarding your death, because you. Don't. Know. And I'm not about to tell you." she growls. I am taken aback by this comment. "And if you ever think you know, then think again, because you don't" she snarls in such an oddly low tone, even I can't reach it. She walks out the door, probably never to return, and slams it shut behind her.

I am completely stunned. Since when did this occur to me, I don't know, but it seems like hours I just stood there, mind blank, mouth agape, eyes blinking in shock and wandering around the room. This is not what I expected to happen at all. Who is she? Am I dreaming? If so, when will I wake up and where? Am I even alive? Is Julie, Nora, Rayna, General John Grigio, Col. Rosso, any of them, are they even real? I would assume they are, but I'm not so sure anymore. All of this goes through my mind in a split second according to Julie. "Woah. What. The. Hell, R, who is she, cause she looks alot like you. I mean alot like you." Julie says, surprised. Then I notice that I'm about to go through a journey so confusing, we might not even survive.

So, I completely take back what I said about the long chapters, and as horrible as this news may be to some of you (and me) this IS my first fanfiction, so please excuse that. I do have some reasons. I'm trying to leave cliffhangers every five seconds, and that may be a problem, along with me being so lazy sometimes when I can't think of the next group of words to write. So please, please, PLEASE, forgive me about short chapters. Over time my Shortchapteritus might get better, and we might never know, but long chapter fans I beg forgiveness and brain adapting to short chapters for time being. - ChocolateChipNip