So I've decided to finish X-Men, then One Piece, and then move on to Naruto. I'm extremely sorry for the long time between updates I just haven't had a lot of time to write since I'm not home often, but I'm working very hard to get these finished. In fact there are only three or four chapters left of X-Men before I'm done I hope you enjoy!

UPDATE: 6/23/12

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Genesis Chapter 8:

As the three young mutants walked out of the dorm room, Marrow called out, "Do you even know where the old man is?"

"Danger Room," they all said in unison. Then they walked down the hallway towards the Danger Room control room. They took the stairs down to the main floor, and then the elevator down to the basement where all the X-Men related things were: the X-Jet, the Danger Room, the Med-Lab, and Cerebro. As they walked through the metal coated walls of the lower levels of the institute, they saw the Danger Room was locked, confirming their suspicions that Wolverine was indeed inside. They walked into the control room and looked down through the giant widow to see him viciously combating several droids. They looked over to the control panel and saw it was set to level nine real danger.

"We should probably let him finish huh," said Agatha.

"Yeah, don't want him pointing those claws at us," said Jubilee.

"Wolvie wouldn't do that," said Agatha, though she did remember her encounter with Weapon X a few days before.

They watched him snarl and growl as he tore the droids apart. They moved so fast that the three girls could barely keep up. It was hard to believe that he could move with such speed and grace with metal coated bones.

He dodged with ease the multiple attacks from the combat droids, and then counter attacked, slicing them open from behind. He growled as the challenge he had hoped for began to diminish. He cut another droid in half and stopped.

"Computer, raise the danger level!" he commanded.

"Level 10 Danger is unauthorized," the computer warned.

"Override!" he barked.

At his command the machines in the room began to whirr and the old droids disappeared. The new droids that showed up were larger, faster and deadlier. Wolverine smirked and popped his claws once more, lunging at his new adversaries. This time it was a challenge. These new droids were able to combat Wolverine on a more even level. The odds were against him. That made the thrill so much more enjoyable. He smiled wildly, ignoring pain and injuries from the droid's attacks.

He took two down easily, but soon the other's ganged up on him, pounding him into the floor of the Danger Room. The three girls looked worried as they watched the droids attacking Wolverine; he didn't get up for a while. But all of a sudden they heard a bloodcurdling roar and the clanging of Wolverine's claws pushing against the droids. He threw them off of him and stood up. His skin was bruised and bleeding, but quickly healing. He was still smiling. This was the challenge he had wanted.

He ran towards them and let the berserker rage inside of him go. He cut through his enemies one by one, tearing them down to bits. It didn't take long for him to finish them all off.

When he was done he stood there panting, and healing restraining himself once more, with a bit of difficulty. Jubilee assumed that he had finished and took the opportunity to let him know they were there.

"Feel better now?" she said over the speakers.

"A little," he panted out, sliding his claws back in with a sharp snakt. He turned around and looked up into the control room. "What are you three doing here?"

"What do you think, Wolvie?" asked Agatha smiling.

"I think I'm not going to like it," he said, sighing and cracking his neck.

Agatha rolled her eyes. "Come on out and we'll tell you."

"Fine," he said going over to the door.

They met up in the hall right next to the main door.

"So what's up?" he asked drying off the sweat on his neck and face with the towel he had picked up, then swinging it around his bare shoulders.

"Well we were all thinking that we'd invite you to dinner at a steakhouse, being that this could be your last night here," said Agatha.

"You already sure I'm gonna die, kid?"

"What? No! I mean… It's just…" she stammered out.

Logan laughed.

"It's alright darlin'. I get what ya mean."

"Good."

"So, what do you think?" asked Kitty.

"I think its fine. Just let me shower real quick and I'll meet you in the garage."

"Kay!" they said together.

Logan walked away grabbing his tee-shirt from the chair next to the door.

When he was out of sight Jubilee turned to face Agatha.

"You're blushing Aggs," she said mockingly.

"What?" said Agatha, her hands rushing to her face.

"Really?" asked Kitty.

"No!" said Agatha, turning away.

"Yes!" corrected Jubilee laughing. "If I was watching right, you've blushing since Wolvie came out since he was all sweaty and in just some shorts hahahaha, but then when he said he was gonna take a shower you got real red!"

"Not true!" complained Agatha.

"Totally true!" said Jubilee. "You're lucky Logan turned around or he woulda seen it! That is if he didn't see it already," Jubilee said smugly.

"Wow! That's just like when we snuck into the Danger Room, and tried out the Weapon X simulation. When we came out I told her she hadn't noticed that Logan, well simulation Logan, was completely naked. She turned bright red," said Kitty, beginning to laugh as well.

Agatha's hands covered her reddening face. "Can we please change the subject!" she yelled at them.

Jubilee continued to laugh. "Aw, it's okay to have a crush Aggs. The only problem is that he's like waayyy old!"

"What? It's nothing like that. Logan's just… well… well he's got muscles and stuff…, that's all! I can't help having hormones."

"So you're saying that if Scott walked around shirtless you'd blush too?" taunted Kitty, laughing harder.

"NO! That's completely different. Cyke's not as…"

"Macho," said Jubilee.

"Loner," said Kitty.

"Yeah, but I was thinking more along the lines of…"

"Short," said Kitty.

"Hairy," said Jubilee, with her tongue out in disgust.

"No!, I mean yeah, but that's not what I was aiming at. It was more like…"

"Buff," said Jubilee taunting her.

"Strong," said Kitty doing the same.

"Handsome!" Agatha managed to blurt out. "That's what I was getting at."

"Well Jean doesn't think so," said Kitty.

"Jean can keep Scott. It's her husband for life. Not mine."

"So you're sure you don't like Wolvie?" asked Jubilee poking at her.

"Yes I'm sure! He's a great guy and he looks good, but he's just my friend, plus he's like super older than I am! And besides, he's not my type." And we can't forget he's got his heart set on Jean… she thought with jealousy.

"Oh really? So then what is your type?" asked Kitty, not convinced.

"I don't know! But Wolvie's not it," she said, vaguely remembering her first boyfriend Greg. But she quickly pushed the dark memories away.

"Okay, okay, we'll quit bugging you about it. Let's just go to the jeep and wait for Wolvie," said Kitty, noticing something was wrong with Agatha.

"Yeah! Agatha can turn on the Jeep and we can play some music while we wait!" said Jubilee beginning to jog away, pulling Agatha's hand.

Agatha quickly grabbed Kitty's arm and they laughed as they ran to the garage.

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The second he got into the shower, he turned on the hot water to the max and let it run down his aching body. The burning heat was relaxing to him, and comfortable. He put one arm up against the wall and then placed his head on his arm, resting it. The damage he had taken from the droids wasn't too bad, but his body was sore from healing. He let his mind wander, trying to relax. He heard the water cascading down on his back, the pipes glugging it down. He could hear his own breathing so loud, as well has his heart beat. Soothing sounds that calmed his nerves. Once he was relaxed again, he grabbed the shampoo and began washing his hair and body.

A good 15 minutes later, Logan walked out of the bathroom, towel around his waist, the steam from the shower following in his wake. His hair was plastered down on his head, wet and dripping. The water drops landed on his back and chest, sliding down his warm skin. He took the other towel that had been draped over his shoulders, and pulled it up to his soaking hair, quickly drying it.

When he was done he tossed the towel onto his bed. He looked in the mirror watching his hair dry and the sides perk up to his trademark wolfish hairstyle. Most people would be astounded that his hair took this shape on its own. Years ago he had tried to change it, but his hair was just as resilient as he was, and continued to stay up.

He looked at himself now, observing every bit of his own face, the way he would a stranger; the thick lamb chops framing his face, his sharp jaw line, the stubble on his chin and upper lip that he hadn't shaved. It all was physically young, but the instant he looked into his own eyes he could see the wear and tear from the ages. He was an old soul. And his time to die was quickly approaching.

He sighed and turned away. "This is it. Kid's right, this is probably my last night. Never been scared of death before, but I always wanted to go out fightin, not in some experiment."

Just the word brought flashes of dark memories and nightmares into his mind. He closed his eyes and rubbed them with his thumb and index finger trying to make the images vanish. Slowly they did.

He opened his eyes again, gave himself one last look in the mirror and got dressed. He put on some torn blue jeans, a white wife-beater, with a bluish flannel on top. Then he grabbed his lighter and wallet and stuck them into his back pocket, picked up a cigar and put on his leather jacket, followed by his cowboy hat, which he plopped on his head.

"Can't keep the girls waiting," he said before walking out of the room and down to the garage.

When he got there, music blared and bounced off the walls. He slightly flinched from the loud noise. And as he walked over to the cause of the unbearable sound, he growled deeply hoping the girls would get the message. He saw Agatha sitting in the front seat, Kitty leaning on the car, next to the open door, and Jubilee sitting on its hood.

He approached the Jeep, leaving a trail of smoke in the air.

"You better not have dented my car, Jubilation Lee," he said threateningly.

She slid off smiling innocently. Agatha turned down the music and came out of the car, letting Logan pass to get to his seat.

He slammed the door shut, and rolling down the window he said, "So who's goin up front?"

"Agatha!"said Jubilee and Kitty.

Agatha looked at them knowing their thoughts. Ugh, it's like they have the same flipping brain!

"Alright then Wolf, don't just stand there. Let's get movin' before Chuck tries to stop us."

She nodded and ran to the other side of the can and quickly got in. Jubilee and Kitty did the same. Logan revved the car to life and drove out of the garage, music pounding.

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Jean was sitting at the desk in her room grading papers. She sighed, this might be Scott's favorite pastime but she did not enjoy it in the least. She rubbed her eyes as the words and numbers became a blur in her vision. Leaning back on her chair she focused on finding her husband. He was walking down the hallway headed towards the room. He entered in a matter of seconds, holding a larger stack of papers than the one on Jean's desk. He dropped them on his own desk, and went over to kiss his wife on the cheek before sitting down to grade as well. Jean just looked at him with a tired gaze.

"What?" said Scott.

"It's late Scott and these papers aren't due until next week. Can we just leave it? Go to bed…" she said getting up and walking towards him. "Enjoy the rest of the night." She smiled as she sat on his lap and kissed him.

Scott smiled and leaned back taking Jean down with him. He put his hand through her long red hair. He loved his wife.

But suddenly Jean's hand went to her head, and she muttered, "Logan…"

Scott pulled away from her a bit shocked she would even mutter the feral mutant's name.

"What?" he said sitting up.

"Scott please. I just sensed Logan leaving the mansion is all."

Scott sighed, and brushed his hand through his hair.

"Well you can't blame him Jean. He's probably going out for some fresh air and a few beers. He'll be back."

"I hope so. Poor Logan. Agatha was right. We've been using him like out secret weapon. Imagine how he feels; he's got to be completely aware of it. But he still stays here."

"It's obvious why Jean," said Cyclops, beginning to get annoyed.

"He doesn't stay here for me Scott."

"Oh come on Jean. He's always flirting with you, and it's obvious he's been trying to steal you away from me since the day he first got here."

Jean laughed lightly. "He's not trying to steal me away from you. He just cares a lot. And besides ever since we got married he's been different. He hasn't tried to come between us like he used to. Trust me I'm not his reason for staying. I guess the X-Men have really become his family. He's got real people who care about him here."

"That's true, but I still rather you didn't stay his name while kissing me," Scott said smiling.

"Oh I promise," Jean said, before kissing Scott again.

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As the jeep drove into the parking lot of the large steakhouse, Logan sighed. The place was full, not one open spot in sight. Just my flamin' luck…he thought. He drove over to the front entrance of the restaurant, just as the girls were finishing singing the latest pop song on the radio. Logan growled deep in his throat to get them to shut up.

When they did he said, "You three go in and see if you can get a table, I'm gonna try and find a place ta park."

"Gotcha Wolvie!" called Jubilee from the back seat as she was opening the door and getting out.

Kitty followed and Agatha gave Logan one last glance before going outside as well. Together they walked into the crowded restaurant. When they got inside there was a decent line to get seated.

"Okay so we take him out to dinner…. Now what?" asked Agatha.

"Well I don't know. Maybe we could try and make him feel better? Try and cheer him up," suggested Kitty.

"Yeah he did seem really down during the ride," agreed Agatha.

"Well no freaking duh! This could be his last night!" said Jubilee.

"Ugh I know that! It's a good idea though…" said Agatha.

"Hey guys lets finish this when we sit down, it's our turn next," said Kitty.

Jubilee and Agatha faced forward and took a couple of steps toward the waitress.

"And how can I help you pretty young ladies," dolled the waitress.

"We'll need a table for four please," said Kitty kindly.

"Oh! And a booth if it's available!" butted in Jubilee.

"Alright," she said, and then she noticed they were only three. "Who's the fourth? Someone special?"

"Yeah he is," said Agatha.

"Well, tell me what he looks like and I'll be more than happy to take him to your table when he arrives."

"Sure. Well he's a bit taller than me," said Agatha.

"A bit scruffy looking," said Jubilee.

"He's wearing a thick leather jacket and smoking a big cigar," said Kitty.

"He's got really thick sideburns and black hair that kind of curls up like horns, but it's probably covered up by a cowboy hat," commented Agatha.

"Oh and he probably looks really pissed off," finished off Jubilee.

After that the waitress looked at the smiling teens with wide eyes.

"Okay… um… well… follow me…" she said, walking away and taking them to their table.

When they got there Jubilee quickly scooted to the end of one side of the booth and gestured for Kitty to follow her. She did, forcing Agatha to sit by herself, and eventually next to the grumpy Wolverine. She rolled her eyes.

"What is up with you guys today? Always trying to get me with Logan."

"We totally know you're crushing on Wolvie, Aggs!" giggled Jubilee.

"No I'm not! I already told you that Wolvie and I are just friends!" said Agatha pouting and looking out the window beside the table.

"Oh come on Aggs, there's nothing wrong with having a crush," Jubilee said, bringing Agatha's attention back to her. "You just gotta admit it!"

"Ugh! There is nothing to admit! Plus even if I was crushing on Logan it wouldn't matter, because he's going to… to die…" she said sadly.

That brought down everyone's spirits.

Soon after Wolverine walked through the door; cigar, scowl and all. The waitress saw him and recognizing him she put on a big smile, and walked towards him. That description those three girls gave me was practically a perfect match. They even got his mood right.

As she approached him she said, "Hey, I'm Michelle and I'll be your waitress tonight. There are three beautiful young ladies waiting for you."

He snorted but followed her. "Ya don't mind if I smoke, do ya?"

"Not at all, hun. Rough night?"

"You could say that."

"Alright, well here you are," she said showing him to the table.

" Sweet! One short hairy Canadian! Just like we ordered," said Jubilee jokingly.

Logan growled, and her smile became coy, but smaller. He sat next to Agatha and she scooted over a bit to give him some room.

"So do you all know what you want to drink?"

"I'll have a beer."

"And we'll have one cherry coke and two regular ones," said Kitty.

"Sure thing, sweet pea. Oh and here are the menus," she said handing four menus to Wolverine.

He gave one to each of the girls as the waitress walked away and then preceded to opening his own.

"Alright pick whatever you want, but try not to make it too expensive," said Logan.

"Nu-uh Wolvie! We're paying for the meal. It's our gift to you," said Kitty.

"That's right!" said Agatha.

"Fine, fine. Whatever you girls want," he said looking back to his menu.

The waitress came a few minutes later with their drinks.

"Here you are, and I brought you some chips while you wait for your food. Speaking of which have you decided what you want?" she asked.

"Yeah. I'll have the biggest steak ya got and make it red," said Logan.

"Got ya. And you three?" said Michelle.

"I'll take the barbeque burger, medium," said Agatha.

"I'll have the bacon cheese burger medium well!" said Jubilee.

"And the chicken burger for me," said Kitty.

Michelle nodded and after writing everything on her notepad, she left.

When she was out of hearing range Jubilee nudged her and muttered, "Who the heck comes to a steakhouse and orders chicken?"

"Oh just leave me alone."

"That waitress has got to be the friendliest person on earth!" said Agatha.

"At first I thought you three paid her to be that nice," said Logan, obviously a bit confused.

The meal arrived shortly and they ate in a comfortable silence, although it only lasted a short while, as the three girls grew nervous, not knowing what to say to comfort their friend.

"So, um… how's your steak, Wolvie?" asked Agatha as she finished up her burger, Kitty and Jubilee had just finished.

"Fine," he answered between bites.

"Uh… that's good," she replied before looking up to Jubilee and Kitty, as if asking what do we do next?

They shrugged their shoulders and shook their heads. Before they could come up with anything to do Logan had finished his steak and was standing up adjusting his jacket. He lit up a new cigar, and placed his hat back on his head.

"I need ta go for a walk," he said. "You want to come along? I could get you that ice-cream I promised."

"Um, sure. Yeah that sounds like a good idea," Agatha said smiling.

"How about you two?" he asked.

"Nah, it's okay Wolvie. Promise to come see us before you leave tomorrow morning," said Kitty.

"Yeah I promise. You can take the Jeep back to the mansion," he said tossing the keys onto the table.

"Sure, but uh, how are you two going to get back?" asked Jubilee.

"We can take a taxi," suggested Agatha.

"Sounds good," said Logan pulling out his wallet and dropping a large wad of cash on the table. He then turned to leave.

"Hey! We said we would pay!" said Kitty stopping him in his tracks.

He turned, smiling sadly. "I've got no use fer money where I'm goin' Pumkin'." That said he turned and began walking. "You comin' wolf?" he called behind him.

Her eyes widened slightly but she nodded and stood to follow him. "Yeah I'm coming."

They walked out of the restaurant, just as the waitress came up to the table.

"Oh where did your friends go?" she asked.

"They went out for a walk, he needs to blow some smoke and stuff," said Jubilee.

"Oh alright."

"Would you mind bringing us the bill?" asked Kitty.

"Sure hun, I'll be back in a sec."

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Wolverine walked silently and quickly through the crowded streets of New York. Wolfie followed a short distance behind with a worried expression across her face. What do I do now? The ice-cream shop is still three blocks away; I've got to say something. Come on, come on. Think. She took a deep breath preparing to say something, and then sighed when she couldn't get the words out of her mouth. Ugh, why is it so hard to talk to him? It hasn't ever been this hard before… Closing her eyes she sighed once more. Just talk to the guy Agatha! He's not going to bite you! Then she sped up her pace and got side by side with him. Logan noticed.

"Somethin the matter kid?"

"Um no. I just wanted to ask you something," she muttered.

"Well spit it out."

After a few seconds of biting her lip she said, "Are you okay?"

"Fine, why do you ask?"

"Well because you don't seem fine! You seem worried…"

He smirked as he said, "You look pretty worried yerself."

"Duh! That's because you are! It's just not like you. You never worry about any missions or anything like that. And especially not death. In fact every mission you go on could be your last, but you never get worked up about it. It doesn't even bother you, most of the time you pretty anxious to go on all of your missions."

Logan puffed on his cigar.

"It takes something or someone really powerful to take me out, and if I run into them on our missions then I still have a pretty good chance at kickin their ass. Even if I do kick the bucket I'll go out fightin. But this time it's different. I'm not gonna go fight some badass bad guy; I'm not going to face off against any super villains. I'm just walking to my death. I've never wanted to go out that way."

Agatha nodded, and grabbed his arm, hugging it tightly. Poor Logan. Why does he have to die…?

"I'm guessing that besides all that you still aren't going to change your mind about tomorrow," she said.

"…. No I haven't backed out of a mission before, aint goin' ta stop now."

"Ok…"

"What do you want?" Logan asked as they reached the ice-cream shop.

Agatha walked up to the stand and ordered a small scoop of cookie dough ice-cream.

"So do you want to take a taxi home?"asked Agatha.

"How else are we supposed to get home?"

"Well I could turn into a dino and fly us home. More fun that way and you wouldn't have to pay for a taxi," she said eating her ice-cream normally.

Logan raised an eyebrow, and then smirked. "I weigh a ton kid. You think you can handle it?"

"I could carry you when I was a Sabretooth-tiger with a messed up paw, I'll be fine," she said smiling.

Logan chuckled. "Alright. Let's go somewhere so you can morph without getting seen."

"Kay."

They walked into an abandoned ally way and Agatha finished up her ice-cream.

"You ready?" asked Logan.

"Yeah."

Then she closed her eyes, took a deep breath and turned into a pterodactyl. Logan walked over and got on her back, putting his arms around her neck. Her powerful legs thrust her into the air and her wings began the flight back to the mansion. They were high enough that anyone on the ground would see her as a bird.

Her scaly wings pushed them through the air and the wind whipped through Logan's hair and he had to hold onto his hat so it wouldn't fly off.

"You like flyin darlin'?"

"Little bit. It's kind of fun for a while, but after a bit I always start missing the ground. Easier to fight on land too."

"Really? Jeannie, 'Ro and Rogue all love flyin'."

"Well I'm not like everyone else. You should know that."

"Yeah, yeah I know. Half mutant, half werewolf, and full on pain in my ass."

"I'd watch what I say if I were you," she said jokingly.

Logan smiled.

"That's a big drop darlin' you sure you'd be up to it?"

"Don't tempt me pal."

"Hey Wolf, I've been wonderin', can you turn into any kind of animal?"

"Well yeah. Even if they don't exist anymore, if I've seen an image of it I can become it. But it has to be a real animal. For example I can't turn into something like a gryphon or a dragon or unicorns."

Logan burst out in laughter.

"What? What did I say?"

"You! A unicorn! HAHAHAHAHAHA!"

Agatha blushed deeply.

"Shut up you jerk! You're just lucky we're here, or you'd be plastered on the streets of New York…"

"Yeah, yeah. Cool it and land kiddo."

She did and Logan got off. She morphed back panting a little and massaging her shoulders.

"Ok so you're a little heavier than I remember."

"Told ya so." Logan adjusted his jacket and looked around the campus. "You should probably go to sleep now. I'll wake you up in the morning before we leave alright?"

"Kay." She began to walk away, but then she stopped and turned. "Um Logan…"

"Yeah?" he said without turning.

"I…" When she didn't finish he turned to look at her. She saw him and smiled. "I'll see ya later. Good night."

"Night kid."

She ran up to him and gave him a tight hug and then walked into the house as the chilly wind breezed across the lawn.

Logan walked into the woods like he had done on so many other nights. When he approached Agatha's tree he wasn't surprised to see Sabretooth leap down in front of him.

"What d'ya want Creed?" he asked, irritation clear in his voice.

"Where've you been?"

"Why do you care?"

"Wasn't about to let ya sneak out of going through with tomorrow."

"I'm here aren't I. you scared of goin' all alone Creed?"

"If I go down you go down runt. Plain and simple. Just makin' sure that happens."

Logan growled and popped his claws. Sabretooth chuckled and extended his own.

"You tryin' ta start somethin' runt?"

"You gonna stop me?"

Sabretooth's chest rumbled with a growl and Wolverine roared and ran at Sabretooth, closing the short distance between them in a matter of seconds.

Blood sprayed the vegetation around them as their claws clashed and they fought mercilessly for what could be their last time.

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Agatha walked into her room, quietly sighing. When she opened the door Kitty, Marrow and Jubilee all shot up out of their beds and surrounded her.

"What happened?" asked Jubilee.

"How did it go?" asked Kitty.

"Well he was really bummed out," replied Agatha.

"No kidding," said Marrow sarcastically.

"What did he tell you?"

"Well he said that he wasn't scared of death or anything but he didn't like the fact that he's going to go out without a fight. He doesn't like it at all."

"Who can blame him? This has got to be so hard on him. I wish we could do something for him," said Jubilee.

"I wish we had more time with him," said Agatha.

"Life sucks," complained Kitty, going back to bed.

"You said it," said Jubilee collapsing on her bed.

Marrow also went to bed. Agatha grabbed her pajamas and went into the bathroom. She brushed her teeth and hair and changed. Then she went back to bed and just laid there thinking about Logan and Sabretooth. Thinking about how her life would change with them gone.

This is my home and these are my friends, but they aren't my family. My family is out there and is going to die tomorrow. I'm gonna be alone again. Just like before. Just like when I was on the streets.

She shoved her face into her pillow and she tried her hardest to push away the pain and sadness, letting sleep slowly come over her.

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So after another long long wait here is chapter 8. I am trying my hardest to upload faster. And I'm actually getting rid of my writers block so more is on the way for sure. And no matter what I swear not to drop this fic nor any other fic I've begun writing. only three more chapters and this fic is done and then One Piece will be finished :D so please Read and Review thanks to all the people who are still with me on this fic and all my other ones! R&R