Hello again, and welcome back! This chapter is a bit shorter than the rest, but things are picking up. Without further ado, let's begin!

"What? Here?" I asked, still dazed.

"Yeah! I told you that we should have stayed up!" she yelled. "He's attacking Prospit! Er, again."

"How did you know?" I asked, getting off the couch.

"Hey Rose," Jake greeted, alerting me of his presence and giving a slight wave.

"Well that explains that," I muttered. "Why is he attacking?"

"Well, if I was some all-powerful being, I'd want the few people who could kill me dead. Just saying," Roxy said.

From outside, there was a loud explosion. The walls and floor shook, and we had to hold onto something to remain upright. "Did you guys feel that? PM must have brought out soldiers. It must be a full-blown battlefield out there, Jane said, walking towards us.

"We need to help," I said. Jake nodded and smirked.

Roxy grinned. "That's more like it, sis'. You in, Janey?"

"Count me in," she replied.

"Great. Let's go."

We equiped our weapons and ran outside. We, with the exception of Jake, weren't prepared for what we saw. It wast gory in any extreme way. It was what you would expect for a battle.

But that was it. A battle. This was a full-blown battlefield, with Prospitian soldiers fighting Dersites as Noir flew and teleported through the city, slaying everything in his path. The few soldiers that were formerly patrolling the streets were trying their best to hold off enemies until the rest of the soldiers came, but they were horribly outnumbered.

Count on Jake and Roxy to be the first ones to action. Both started shooting at Dersites, leaving Jane and I to help. We managed to kill most of them before Noir noticed us, and teleported in front of Roxy.

"Oh shit," she said as he loomed over her. She turned and ran, making her way past soldiers and fleeing bystanders. Noir flew after her, and I chased him.

"Stay here and fight," I said to Jane and Jake. Without letting them respond, I followed Noir and Roxy. She ran through the streets, hopping onto boxes and running across the roofs of buildings to avoid obstacles. Noir effortlessly followed her.

Too effortlessly. In fact, he could have teleported in front of her and stopped her, or flew with more speed to catch up. What was he planning?

Roxy made a sharp turn, and Noir followed. I stopped at the turn as I saw that it was an alley. Roxy had her gun raised at Noir, whose sword was in hand.

"Roxy!" I called. They looked at me, and I pointed my wands at Noir. He snarled. "He wanted to corner us," I explained, not shifting my glance from Noir. "Clever, really. But why?" Noir growled and moved closer to me. Roxy shot at him, and he turned green. The shot want through him and I jumped out of the way. "I'm guessing it has to do with the dreamers. We were the first he found."

Noir flew forward and slashed his sword. I jumped and shot at him with magic, which was ineffective. He knocked me down, and I fell to the floor. My wands skid away, leaving me defenseless. I tried to stand, but Noir picked me up by the front of my shirt. He growled and threw me against the wall.

I fell to the ground, groaning in pain. My head hurt like all hell broke loose and I was seeing double. As my vision faded, I saw Noir walk towards me. Roxy tried to save me, but she received the same treatment. The last thing I heard was Roxy say, "I'm sorry, Rosey." Everything turned black.

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I woke up, but I wasn't in the alley. In fact, I didn't even think I was in Prospit. Everything was purple and dark. I was back in Derse. I was in a bed, and the room was dauntingly similar to my one in Derse. I got up and looked out the window. I was many floors up, and in a tower.

I looked though the room. It wasn't similar to my home in Derse; it was exactly the same. Everything was in order. What was going on? I looked back outside, and saw the purple tower close to mine. There were more in the distance but in th tower next to mine I saw Dave sitting on the windowsill.

I looked around for something to throw, and found a ball of yarn. I smirked and tossed it at Dave, pleased to see it hit him in the head. He looked around and I waved, drawing his attention. He hopped off the windowsill and stayed afloat.

"Since when did you start flying, Mr. Strider?" I asked. He came into my room.

"Hell, all the cool kids fly. We got the cape and everything, sometimes I even put on fake fairy wings. That's how the Striders do things. That irony is the highest fucking level there is."

"Yes. That masculinity must be why men and women alike fawn over you," I quipped.

"It's not my fault they want me. I can't et any less sexy. That's not how it works," he replied.

"Yes, I can only imagine how hard it must be. To hear other's whisper, 'Look! It's Dave Strider!' as you walk through town. How challenging it must be to navigate the complicated passageways of Derse and Prospit when hundreds throw themselves before you, begging for attention from the one and only David Elizabeth Strider."

"How did you know my middle name?" he asked.

"I didn't. It was a guess." He frowned at my response. "But all complaints of attractiveness and it's set backs aside, I must ask where we are."

"We're in Derse," he answered.

"Wow! I would've never known! Thank goodness that you are here to guide me with such painfully obvious deductions," I said.

"Ha, very funny. I appreciate the sarcasm that was dripping off those sincere words. I meant Derse's moon. This is where the dreamers live," he said.

"So you mean?"

"Yup," he said. "Glad you're finally awake, Rose."

Rose is awake, but what's happening in Prospit? Only time will tell. Approximately a week. Expect the next chapter then, and I hope you enjoyed! Also, how did I do on the dialogue between Rose and Dave? I like writing between them, but I want to make sure I'm doing it well. Tell me in the reviews!

Alright, I'm out.