Jess: Loo loo loo… Oh hey! You're back! Cool. Let's get started!

Jen: You didn't put up the disclaimer yet.

Jess: Huh? Oh, right. I just don't feel like it.

Jen: You're so lazy.

Jess: But I'm good looking.

Jen: You go that right

Jess: Wait, what?

Jen: We do not own Namco or Nintendo and almost all characters that follow are fictional and any names related are just coincidence and it's your fault.

Jess:…..

Jen: what?

Jess: Are you hitting on me?

He was in pitch darkness, just like every night this past week. Sweating profusely and waiting for an attack. The only difference this time was he had no weapon. He looked around, as if to expect someone but instead, a body falls out of nowhere. He walks up and turns the bloody body. He lets out a gasp of horror as he discovers who had fell. It was his own brother, cut, torn, and mangled; but he looked very different. His hair was longer and black, he was older, and he had grown taller. And he was growing a beard. He was wielding some weird crystalline sword as well.

' Maga! Maga don't die! Please don't die!'

Another voice. It was some woman's voice. She came from the darkness and slid down next to her friend and cradled his limp body. Her hair was long, past her waist. She looked so familiar to him, but he couldn't tell who it was. She cried over her fallen companion, her tears falling down onto his bloody face. Then she turned her head and looked at the man who stood before her.

'You monster! You killed him!' she yelled.

'I didn't,' he began, then he let out a gasp when he looked back down at his hands. He was holding a weapon glowing with an evil aura and was covered in blood. He slowly turned and walked away.

'Come on! Turn around! Help them! Why can't I do anything?!' he cried inside.

'It is my will.' spoke an ominous voice.

He looked down to where the voice had come from. It was coming from the sword!

'What are you? Let me go!'

'You are my vessel. My puppet. You will bend to my every whim and I will be your instrument of death.'

'You Bastard!'

'Call me what you will, but I am your master. It is your destiny.'

'I'll never be your pawn!' He yelled. He expected an answer, but instead received laughter. A type of laughter that one let's out when he knows he is right, that he had one the battle.

"No!" Dante yelled as he shot up. For the first time in his life, he was truly afraid. He was petrified. He looked around and saw that no one was around him. He began to panic.

'Where are they? Where is everyone?' He thought. Then he heard some laughter come from down the hall.

'They're already awake…' he thought, now very relieved. Then he felt something building up inside of him, something very familiar. Realizing what it was, his eyes panned the room for something that was capable of holding liquid. Then his eyes fell down upon an already filled bucket right next to him.

"Perfect." He said as he grasped the bucket and began throwing up inside it. Then the door creaked open and standing in the door way was Mina.

"I thought I heard you awake. I guess I was right!" She exclaimed. She walked over next to Dante, who's face was still buried in the nearly full pale, and plopped down next to him. Dante let out another heave and Mina began to pat him on his back.

"That's right, let it out." She said as she gently rubbed his back. Dante spit the last bit of his sickly fluids into the bucket.

"What the hell happened to me last night?" he whispered, trying to catch his breath.

"You drank a little more then usual and now your paying for it." Mina said. Dante wiped his mouth clean and looked at Mina.

"Where's everyone else?" he asked.

"Well, we just finished eating breakfast. It was pretty good actually." She said, and then Dante gagged and let out another mouth full of what was left of his digestive system.

"You had a lot to drink. You passed out in that bar and that samurai helped me carry you home, along with your friend.. Moloch? Or was it Melik? I can't remember." Mina explained.

"Melach?"

"Yeah! That was his name."

"I don't remember a thing." Dante muttered, looking disappointed in himself.

"I don't blame you." Mina said. She stood up from the bed and dusted off her blouse she was wearing.

This was the first time Dante ever really noticed what she was wearing. She was wearing some sort of light blue Korean battle kimono, decorated with embroidered cherry blossoms and For once, her hair wasn't in the braid that she normally wore, it was let straight down; held together by a green ribbon.

Mina noticed that Dante was staring at her and broke the silence.

"What?" she asked.

Dante blinked and looked at Mina in her brown eyes.

"You look.. Different." He muttered.

"Different how?" She asked, blushing a little on the side.

"Never mind," Dante said and turned his head, "I need some water." Mina looked at him, slightly disappointed with his answer. Then she let out a slight huff and turned towards the door and began to walk out. Dante

"Nice." Dante said aloud, making Mina stop. She and cocked her head around and looked at Dante.

"What was that?" she asked.

"I said nice. You look… nice." He said as he stood up and walked to his bag and fiddled for some clothes. Mina slightly blushed and smiled at Dante.

"Why thank you." She said and swiftly left the room.

Dante watched out of the corner of his eye as she left, and when she finally left the room and shut the door behind her, he let out a deep sigh.

After several minutes of looking for new cloths, he decided upon wearing a brown cloth shirt and a pair of loose black slops. After he changed from his vomit covered clothing, he walked out through the hall way and into the main room; where everyone sat and talked.

"Wow! You're alive!" Maga shouted when he saw his brother enter the room. Everyone sat around in a kind of circle. Maga was sitting criss-crossed on the floor next to Raine, while Kilik sat across from them, meditating. Mina and Xianghua lounged about on the light brown couch that sat against a wall, surrounded by potted plants of all sorts; Maxi and Talim were sitting down in a chair, attempting to read a book they had pulled from a shelf in the guest room, with the help of Rothion.

Dante peered at his brother, trying not to allow the effects of a hangover to take over him, and smiled.

"So what's the plan for today?" He asked no one in particular.

"You don't remember?" Maxi asked, looking from the book.

"No, I don't and what are you doing here?" He asked. The last he saw the dandy pirate was when he was in the competitor's room. He also realized that the monk was there, along with some woman wearing some pink clothing.

"They're coming with us." Raine said. Dante cocked an eye brow.

"What do you mean?"

"They will be accompanying us on our journey." Mina mocked in a slow manner, making Dante's temper slightly build inside of him. But instead of blowing up, he took a deep breath and calmed down; something Raine had taught him to do along tome ago.

"Whatever," He said, turning his head to Kilik, "Just don't look to me to pull your asses out of a pinch."

"We're capable of taking care of ourselves." Kilik replied.

"What am I supposed to do today?" He asked, still clueless of his set arrangement.

"You really don't remember." Maga stated bluntly

"If I did, would I be here?"

"The tournament?" Maga began, raising his arms as if to trigger some sort of memory for Dante, "Mitsurugi? He called you a cry-baby?"

Dante stared blankly at Maga for a moment, trying to recover his lost memories.

"Is.. Is he okay?" Talim whispered to Rothion.

"I'm surprised he is still alive." He replied back.

"Awkward…." Xianghua muttered.

Dante shivered his way to reality and spoke up.

"That's right; I got to kick that cocky bastard's ass today."

"He finally figured it out!" Mina cheered as she stood up and stretched. Dante grumbled something under his breath; which caught her attention.

"Did you say something?" She asked. Dante looked at her for a moment, trying to choose his words wisely.

"I said I'm going out for some fresh air."

Mina giddily skipped up next to him.

"Good, I was going to go for a walk to! I'll come with you." She happily stated. Dante let out a sigh, knowing that if he were to argue; she would still follow him anyways.

"What ever, just don't make me late for that fight." He said. He started to walk out through the front door and Mina followed closely behind.

"Don't worry, I won't!"

"This is going to be a long day." Dante muttered as the two left the household. After they left, Maxi spoke up.

"Is it me, or does it look like Mina has a crush?" He joked. Everyone in the room laughed.

"I can tell this is going to be a fun day already!" Raine exclaimed.

"So where are we going?" Mina asked impatiently.

"I don't know, I was just going out for some fresh air. I didn't exactly plan on where I was going."

The streets were almost empty due to the people of Athens trying to get good seats to the tournament.

Every now and again, you might have seen a late audience member shuffling away from their home. And some dragged their excited children along. Mina sighed of boredom.

She just couldn't accept the fact that Dante was just going to walk around aimlessly through Athens. Mina looked around for something, anything that would spark interest for her. Then, she spotted something and pointed to it.

"Let's go there!" She suggest enthusiastically and turned to face Dante. He looked to where she was pointing, and saw a floral garden in that direction. Dante frowned slightly and looked at Mina. She was making a pouty face and pleading him with her eyes for them to go there. Dante let out another sigh, something he new he would be doing for a while, and nodded in agreement.

"What ever."

"Yay!" Mina cheered. She grabbed a hold of Dante's hand and tugged him impatiently into the gardens.

There were many different species of plants there. White pedaled flowers the withdrew an amazing smell, pink flowers that seemed to in trance insects, and looming trees that lured birds to build their nests onto their branches. More of Athens signature arts were carved into wall sized stones and small statues that decorated the grounds. Mina marveled at the beauties of the seemingly endless garden of tranquility and spotted a finely crafted wooden bench. She giddily dragged Dante along with her and the two sat down.

"This place is beautiful, don't ya think?" she asked as she crossed her legs and continuously watched the splendor of nature. Dante relaxed into the chair and leaned his head back. All these colors and noises weren't helping his hangover.

"Yea, it looks great." He mumbled and slipped his hands into his pockets. As he relaxed, he let his mind trail off. He began to think of things that truly relax him. Not these botanic gardens, but rather a farm, filled with animals of different sorts.

He thought of how he would put his idea of a connected trough to cut watering the animals in half. How he would train the horses and how he would relax after his hard days work. But then his relaxing thoughts began to stray from serenity, he began to reflect of what had plagued his dreams for the past three weeks. Ever since he laid eyes on those fragments, his dreams were littered with death, an insane knight, and the demonic sword itself. His breathing began to speed up and he felt his mouth dry.

"Are you okay?"

"No." He rasped involuntarily, feeling his lungs begin to tighten.

"What's the matter? Do you feel like your going to throw up again?"

"I… I can't breath.." He said as he felt himself fall. He hit the ground and opened his eyes. He couldn't hear anything. He couldn't hear the wind rustle through the trees, he couldn't hear the birds singing, and he couldn't hear Mina shouting at him. She turned him and made him lie down on his back and began shaking him and shouting inaudible questions at him. He felt so constricted, like the world around him was closing in on him.

'It is my will…'

Dante felt himself sop breathing and his lungs began to burn. Then he realized his hand was grasping something in his pocket. It felt as if it was searing his skin. He couldn't move, no matter how much he tried. Something supernatural had bound his body together. With what strength and air he had left, he whispered out one word.

"Pocket….."

Mina franticly stuck her hands into Dante's shirt pockets, trying to find something inside of them and found nothing. Dante's vision began to blur, and all light faded. That last thing he saw was Mina staring into his eyes; panic stricken across her face and fear in her eyes.

' You are my puppet, I control your very existence. Your very life. You will soon become my new vessel.

It is my will…'

"You won't win…"

"What is he talking about?"

"He must be dreaming about something."

"Is he okay?"

"He's breathing , so I guess he's okay."

'You will give them to me..'

"I..Wont listen to….you.."

'Do as I say!'

"No…."

'I am your Master and you will obey me!'

"No!" Dante yelled. He jerked open his eyes and light swelled in. He was in an unfamiliar bed, in a white room and surrounded by his friends. Maga, Talim, Raine, Link and Kilik were standing next to his bed with worried expressions on their faces.

"Where am I?" He asked.

"You're in the infirmary. You passed out." Talim gently said to him.

"Yea, it was pretty scary, you were muttering to yourself the whole time." Maga said.

"How did I get here?"

"Mina brought you here." Link said, "And before you ask, she's in the waiting room. She's a little shaken up."

Dante stared up at the ceiling and let out a sigh. He picked up his hand and looked at his palm. There was something there that wasn't there before. Some strange red mark was imprinted onto his palm.

"How are you feeling now?" Raine asked in a concerning tone.

"I'm fine. Wait… What time is it?"

"It's very late. And before you ask about it, yes, it's too late for the tournament. You've been disqualified due to failure to participate." Kilik replied.

Dante shot up and glared at no one in particular.

"You've got to be kidding me! Are you serious?" Dante asked.

"He's not lying. You were unconscious for the past eight hours. I tried to get you up, but you wouldn't. You just kept mumbling."

Dante looked at Maga almost hatefully, if not so.

"You didn't try hard enough." He snapped at his brother, making him wince. The annoyances and the angers of the past few weeks were finally catching up to him. He was feeling a sense of rage well up inside him, in a fashion that has never happened to him before. But, instead of doing what everyone was expecting, which was to burst of anger, he remembered his deep breaths. The only thing he was willing to learn to calm himself down.

"When do we leave?" He asked.

"Tomorrow." Kilik said. "We decided that we've stayed here in Athens too long. We need to get a move on with this thing."

"What about the rest of the tournament?"

"Maga's dropped out."

"Okay. I need to sleep…" Dante said and relaxed.

"You don't want to go back to Rothion's house?" Talim asked.

"And sleep on the floor again? No way. I have a feeling that I won't have that pleasure as much on this journey." Dante said with a grin.

"Okay then. We're going to meet in front of Rothion's shop at noon." Link formerly said.

After the group said their good bye's, left, and blow out the lanterns in the room for him, Dante took in a relaxing breath and closed his eyes.

''Why did I snap at Maga like that? I mean, yeah I was angry, but that is no reason for me to act like that…'

He heard someone open the door to the infirmary and slowly walk in.

"Who's there?" He asked, tensing up.

"It's just me." A familiar voice said. It was Mina, and when she saw that everyone was leaving, she decided to slip in to talk with him. She re-lit a lantern next to his bed."How are you doing?" she asked him. He scooted himself up and sat with his back against the bed-post.

"I'm doing fine. A little annoyed, but fine." He replied. It took him a moment for his eyes to adjust, but when they did, he noticed Mina wasn't wearing the same clothing she had on earlier. She was wearing a red top the covered her breast but didn't cover her midsection and wore some sort of weird skirt that barely covered the side of her thighs.

"That's good. I was afraid you were going to die there for a second." She said, sitting down at the foot of the bed and crossing her legs.

"Heh, I'm glad I didn't." He said, "They said you carried me here…"

"Yea.. It wasn't easy, you know, you're a lot heavier then you look." She chuckled.

Dante looked at her and smiled faintly.

"Thanks.." He said.

"That's something I don't normally see when you're sober." She said as she smiled back. Dante never showed his softer side and for Mina to see it was as rare as finding a needle in a haystack. Dante's mood began to lighten up and he grinned a little more.

"Yeah, you just remember it, because you'll never see it again." He chuckled as he leaned his head back and relaxed.

"It's good to see you're in a nice mood. Maga mentioned that you were kinda pissed off." She said. Dante's smile turned into a slight frown and he looked at Mina.

"Yea.. I probably shouldn't have acted like that." He said. He started to feel remorseful for the way he had treated Maga moments ago.

"Can I ask you something?" Mina asked.

"I suppose so." Dante replied.

"Why don't you show your softer side to anyone?"

"You mean speak my feelings?"

"Sorta, but also why don't you smile as often and why don't you laugh as much?"

"You mean seem happier and nicer?" He suggested. Mina nodded.

"It's a sign of weakness." He bluntly declared.

"So you act tough to show your not weak?" She asked.

Dante thought for a moment. Was he just acting tough? No. He's been this way his entire life. Around his friends, his family, and around strangers. It was just a part of his personality. A trait he never pondered about.

"I know what you're thinking. It's just the way you are, right?" She suggested in question.

Dante let out a sigh and nodded.

"It's just part of my personality…" He replied, now closing his eyes and wondering about other things.

"You know, you'd be less grumpier if you allowed your kinder feelings to flow a bit more."

"So you're suggesting I change? That's easier said then done." He said, still pondering of other, slightly more important things.

"Well, it won't happen over night."

"What ever…" he said. A few moments passed by, with nothing said. He still thought of his dreams he's been having. It was troubling to him, having something call him a puppet of it's whim.

"What's on your mind?" Mina asked him. Dante thought for a moment. Should he tell her about his dreams lately? He just sighed.

"You know, talking to a friend helps. I'll listen." She said, scooting closer to him.

"I know you will. But it's probably nothing." He bluntly stated.

"It's got to be something if it's bothering you." She added.

Dante took in a deep breath and slowly let it out, recalling of everything he remembered of his dreams.

"I've been having these… nightmares recently." He said making Mina snort slightly.

"I thought you said you would listen." He asked. Mina took in a breath and averted all her attention to Dante.

"You're right, I'm sorry.." She apologized. She inched herself next to Dante and leaned against the bedpost with him and laid her head on his shoulder. Dante reconsidered going on with telling Mina about his problems, but decided it was better to talk then bottle it up inside.

"For the past few weeks, ever since I've started this journey, I've been having these dreams. They always start the same, I'm surrounded by darkness, sweat pouring from my skin, and my weapon is raised; as if I'm waiting for someone to attack. After a few moments of that, some knight in azure armor appears before me and starts attacking me with some weird sword. I've never seen one like it… It looks as if its covered in flesh and has an eye in the center of it. It always talks to me. It speaks to me, tells me that I am its puppet, its pawn. It says it's my destiny.. To become its vessel… It's been like that every night, up until last night…" He explained.

"What happened last night?" Mina asked.

"I… I killed Maga… At least, I think it was Maga… But He was older.. And his hair was a different color than it is now…." He thought for a moment, "What could these dreams mean?"

Mina sat still, pondering about what she had just learned. She thought long and hard, focusing of what the right answer should be. But, when she thought she came to a conclusion, she gave up.

"I.. I'm not sure Dante."

Dante sighed. He was hopeful for a suggestion, but he didn't quite expect an answer.

"For the first time of my life…" He began, "I was afraid… For Maga and Raine... For Talim... For you."

Mina smiled a bit and looked at Dante.

"I thought you didn't like me." She said. Dante faced her and cocked an eyebrow.

"Now, if that was true, then I wouldn't be talking to you." He replied. They both laughed a bit and settled down. Dante felt a sort of weight being lifted from his shoulders.

"Hey, mina?"

"Yeah?

"I'll think of being nicer… and thanks for listening." He said as he leaned his head against hers and closed his eyes. She smiled and wrapped her arms around him.

"Any time…." She replied. She closed her eyes and peacefully fell asleep, snuggling herself up to him. The entire night, the two peacefully slept, dreaming of the other.

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Rothion was lounging about, relaxing and enjoying the happy sounds of his children playing, when he heard a knock at the door. He stood up and walked up to it.

"Who is it?" He asked.

"It's Cassandra.."

"Oh, well, come on in!" He said as he unlocked the door.

When Cassandra walked in, Pyrhha and Protoklos screamed in delight and ran up to meet their aunt.

"Auntie Cassy!" The two exclaimed in unison as they hugged they're beloved aunt.

"Hey there kiddos! How are you doing?" she replied with a hearty smile, "Hey, can you two go to your rooms for a quick second? I need to talk to your daddy for a moment."

The children replied with noises of dissatisfaction and slowly marched to their rooms. When the children were gone, Cassandra sat down and looked at Rothion solemnly.

"I'm going after her." Was all she said, "And we'll be back, both intact."

"Well..." Rothion began, "There's no way of stopping you… But please, be safe on your travels."

"Did she say where she was going?" Cassandra asked.

Rothion thought for a moment, as if debating whether or not to tell her. But he knew that if he weren't to give her information, she'd aimlessly search for her sister and possibly perish in doing so. He let out a sigh.

"She said she was going East; towards Japan, to get some help from a certain ninja. I'm sure you know who." He said.

Cassandra nodded. She knew well enough whom Sophitia was seeking help from. The demon slayer.. Taki. She was the one who brought Sophitia home, all those years ago when they killed the dread pirate Cervantes. They had believed to have destroyed Soul Edge then. Cassandra stood up and made her way to the door and stopped for a moment.

"I promise. On my life… I will destroy Soul Edge and lift the burden that Sophitia has carried all these years and I will bring her home."

And with that, she left, never looking back.

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"I wonder why he passed out." Raine thought aloud.

"It's beyond me." Kilik replied.

"It is weird though, he's never done that before." Maga said.

"Maybe it was all that alcohol he drank last night? It might have poisoned him with alcohol sickness." Talim suggested.

"It's possible." Xianghua added.

The group were on their way back from the stables where they had left all their horses for the past week. Maga was especially happy to see Mejaro, it felt like forever since he saw him. So was Raine, she liked the playful personality that Maga's horse had. The only horse that seemed a bit sad was Zero, but Talim had comforted him. They arranged for Melach to take them back to Ben's ranch. They new that it was only going to get dangerous here on out, and they would never forgive themselves if either of the horses were to die.

"At least he's okay." Maga said.

" I'm surprised he didn't go on a rampage when he found out he was too late for the tournament." Raine added. As the group neared Rothion's abode, they spotted a familiar face. It was the samurai, Mitsurugi. He had been waiting in front of Rothion's home for Dante. Kilik was the first to react, raising his staff in a defensive position. The rest of the group followed suit, raising their weapons. Mitsurugi walked to the middle of the road and called out to them.

"Where's the crybaby?" He asked as he walked over to them.

"Why are you here?" Maga asked him.

"I expect a fight with the crybaby. Now that I have answered your question, answer mine." He replied.

"He's not well." Talim explained. Mitsurugi replied with a 'hmph'.

" Then that means I'll be fighting you then." Mitsurugi pointed out; averting his attention to Maga.

"Well, you're wrong. I've dropped out of the tournament. And you won't get a fight from either of us because we're leaving Athens tomorrow." Maga explained.

" You coward." Mitsurugi taunted.

"I'm not afraid of the likes of you!" Maga shouted back.

"Then prove it. Come at me!" Mitsurugi exclaimed, unsheathing his katana and settling into his battle position.

Maga was just about to charge at him, when Link stopped him.

"It would be wiser if you weren't hurt Maga." He whispered to him, "We can't have you in the infirmary recovering from broken bones."

Maga lowered his weapon and nodded. Link was right; he getting injured would only slow their quest to a halt.

"Fine then, I'll just wait until you're ready to fight me!" Misturugi huffed and sheathed his sword.

"What does that mean?" Xianghua asked.

"I think it means he won't leave us alone until her gets what he wants." Kilik whispered to her.

And it was true. Mitsurugi planned to follow them until he got the challenge he so rightfully earned.

"He's not coming with us!" Maga exclaimed.

"And are you going to stop me?" Mitsurugi asked, now standing next to the group. Maga quickly turned around and met the gaze of the unstoppable warrior and gulped.

"Uhh… no?" he sheepishly replied.

" Good. I will get my battle. Whether it means following you to gates of hell."

"Fine then. Do what ever the fuck you want. We're going after Soul Edge." Maga said in an attempt to scare the samurai away. But instead of seeing fear in the samurai's face, he got something he never would have guessed. Mitsurugi smiled and laughed.

"You think that sword scares me? It wouldn't be the first I've been on a quest for it."

The group mentally protested Mitsurugi following them along on their journey, but out of fear of him murdering all of them, they allowed it. After all, they couldn't save the world and all its inhabitants if they were dead.

Hmm.. I'm not sure what to say… Oh wait, yes I am! Dante and Mina sitting in a tree! K-I-S-S-I-N-G.

Uhm… okay, was that a bit too childish? I new from the start of the story, no even before hand, that Dante and Mina were hooking up. No matter what. For two reasons. One, I liked the idea of it, they were a total match. Maybe not with their personalities or anything like that, but Dante needed someone to warm up too, and Mina and Cassandra were the only ones who were on the list. Sophitia's taken, I hate Cassandra, Talim's too young, Amy's also too young, Cassandra's annoying, Setsuka is a Japanese bitch, I really dislike Cassandra and Taki's a ninja. And secondly because who cares about Hwang? Really? Sure he had a good role in Soul Blade. But he just didn't catch on. For those of you that don't know, he was supposedly going to marry Mina, but I was like, "Hell naw! He's not important enough! No wang chung in my story!" Namco easily replaced him with that Redhead and hid his moveset as Assassin in Sc2. That's just how unimportant he is. [Being a douche about certain characters is fun!] In fact, I don't even think I'm going to mention him at all in this story. But I might, to understand Mina's past a bit more. But who knows eh?

Anyways, I would like to address something. I was looking on my Fanfic profile and was exploring all the tabs on it. And I hit traffic and saw story traffic and I was like " Huh, I wonder what that is" and so I click it. I look at it and it show those statistics of how many visitors I've gotten and how many hits I have. I was like, oh that's cool, I got 30 hits and 12 visitors. And then I looked at it more and saw the individual story hits, and even though I only have one story, I click it anyways and then it shows me how many people have read each chapter. I laughed when I saw that the first chapter had 15 visitors and then the readers started to decline. And then I saw something. I saw that NO ONE HAS EVER READ CHAPTER 4! WTF? Don't you feel lost when you skip a chapter? I know I do. That was real weird for me to see. I was like, "Wait huh? No one read the 4th chapter? Well, that's rude." And so then here I am ranting about it. But oh well, if you don't want to read the 4th chapter then fine, I'm not going to make you. Any ways, I've began t notice how much more intelligent my chapters have been getting, meaning I've somehow managed to put more detail in. It's weird, I compared this story to one of my older ones and my writing has really improved. But enough about me, what did you think of the chapter? Review it!

Hey everyone! I'm still here! Did you read "A Hylian's Tale of Souls and Swords" yet? You better get started on it then! Anyways, The beginning part, you know, the disclaimer section, was my idea. I thought it was funny and so did Jess. Especially the' are you hitting on me?" part. That was hilarious.

Any who, what did you think about my sections? I saw that Jess really started putting detail into everything and so I'm sweating trying to do the same. It wasn't easy, choosing the right words to describe anything. The stable scene was my idea, because I was like," what happened to the horses?"

And Jess said "Ummmmm local stables?" so I sighed and decided to work on that unplanned step. I mean, who could forget about the horses?! Sometimes Jess can be so dimwitted, but then again, I guess he has his moments. I called him dummy for forgetting the horses. Well, that's all I have to say!

R&R! (I'm using the acronym just to get on Jess' nerves, LOL)