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Chapter 17

Kira stood there, looking around wondering why they would've teleported her here of all places. "Why here...this...this is the last place I want to be right now..." Kira whispered to herself. She felt her throat closing up and her heart begin to pound in her chest as she smelt the family scent of burning incense and moulding carpets, she could almost hear Caleb meowing at her feet, Tihana, calling her 'Mommy' and hugging her tightly, her perfect little ball of energy.

Kira shook herself out of her reverie and sniffed back the tears as she looked around the room, trying to discern why Sulendii would've sent her here. She spotted Old Dalan's chair and the small shrine sitting on it and smiled broadly as she read the hand carved inscription. As she made her way over to it, she felt her foot kick something. It sounded like a glass bottle.

Kira furrowed her brow and as she bent down to follow the small bottle as it rolled under the table, she noticed that Old Dalan's medicine draw was open. Someone was here... Kira thought seriously as she gazed at the drawer curiously. She turned back to the glass bottle and reached for it. She picked it up and realized that it was in fact a medicine vial, a little bit shinier than the others but there didn't seem to be anything particularly suspicious about it.

Kira picked up the empty vial and turned it over it her hands and noted that it was slightly cracked, as though someone had dropped it and left it there. She turned to the label and read it. She read it again. She rubbed her eyes and read it again.

This is a joke right...? Why...what in heaven's name is a bottle of Archadian poison doing in Old Dalan's place? Why... Kira thought it over and suddenly remembered the last thing Sulendii said to her before she was teleported here. "Those are not the only felonies the Archadians have committed against us."

They killed him. Kira stood up slowly from her stooped position, the empty poison vial clutched tightly in her fist. They killed my father. Kira twitched and the crack in the glass vial lengthened with a defining crunch. They killed Tihana. Kira's eyes closed themselves and she could feel hot myst burning through her system, her very core. They've taken everything away from me! Me and my people! Kira's fist completely crushed the vial as it exploded into a thousand and one shards of glass, most of which embedded themselves into her hand.

Archadians. The Archadian Senate, they took everything from me! They killed everything I ever loved! I must have Revenge!

Slowly, Kira opened her eyes and she hardly noticed as the last of her cognitive skills left her.

Kill...

Kill...

KILL THEM ALL!

It was hardly a second later that Kira found herself standing in front of the main gates of House Solidor Palace, the last of her teleport stones used up, and her mind completely unable to realize the fact that it would've been much easier to go through the back or even that what she was doing was wrong to begin with.

The guards at the door jumped at her sudden appearance and hurried to collect their sleepy selves, it was only just day break and most likely the inhabitants of the castle were all asleep. Not for long.

Kira ignored their shouts as they demanded to know who she was and how she got there without so much as a Sandal wood chop. She wasted no time in blasting them and the gate away as she sauntered up the steps and into front gardens, her dark, rage driven magic reverberating in the once quiet morning air.

Guards immediately assembled in front of the huge double oak doors and aimed their guns at the intruder, alarms and sirens going off instantly within and outside the castle. They opened fire all at once, hoping to stop her advance but they only succeeded in developing a large dust cloud around her, barring her from their view.

"Hold your fire! Hold your fire you idiots!" A Judge had arrived. He pushed his way through the soldiers to get a better look at the situation. He examined the heavy dust cloud and realized, mortified that it was frozen in time, as though someone had cast stop on the dust particles themselves. He turned to the nearest soldier and said, "What the hell is going on here?"

"I don't know sir! All I know is that some 'at blasted the gate away and I believe he's..." the soldier was cut off however as a long thin icicle suddenly burst through the frozen dust cloud and drove its way through his chest, the sheer force of the impact sending him flying a good couple meters away from the Judge he was speaking to.

The Judge gasped and swivelled around, ready to take charge and order the men to fire but he was too slow as he came practically nose to nose with Kira, the very sight of her expressionless eyes clouded by myst, knocking the wind out of him before he was suddenly engulfed in flames. He and every man that stood between her and the door had burnt to a crisp by the time Kira burst her way into the Palace.

As she entered she heard the distinct sound of the palace alarms sounding and watched as a platoon worth of Archadian soldiers and dogs burst through a door on her left and another group that was worth two platoons burst through a door on her right.

Kira's expression remained completely neutral, as she took a deep breath and readied her magic of choice. She hardly batted an eye lash as the entire room froze over, every man stuck in place, unable to move or breath, the cold of the ice piecing their very hearts. Kira only melted away a path for herself as she made her way out of the Entrance hall, her subconscious leading her feet through her knowledge of the castle.

As she entered a hall way, she found another group of soldiers heading her way. Kira pulled out her dagger and practically danced her way through them, her blade glowing white hot as it tore through steel, flesh and bone alike, leaving a trail of massacred bodies behind her as she continued on her way, her mind lost to the insanity of rage, the myst having completely taken over.

"Judge Basch! Bloody Hell! Nothing's stopping him! He's cut down soldiers, dogs and Judges alike! He can't be hume!"

"Calm yourself son! Is he alone?" Basch said as he placed a heavy hand on the boy soldier's shoulder. He was currently in the control room where every soldier's and Judge's movements were monitored and so far, not one person was able to stand up to this sudden attack, not one of their men lasted more than a few seconds in the face of this formidable and disturbingly random foe .

"Yes sir!"

Basch clucked his tongue and said, "Give me his position."

"You can't seriously be going after him can you sir? You know what he did to Judge Hamlin!"

"Give me his position! That's an order." Basch said firmly as he stared the boy down. The boy gulped and did a quick scan for the intruder's new position.

"Just outside the west hospital wing sir. Going down corridor three." Basch stormed out of the control room, slamming his judges helmet on as he went.

How could this be? Who the hell is this man? Why is he here? Could he be after Lord Larsa? Or perhaps Lady Catherine? There are definitely some that are against their betrothal, but to go to such lengths? To attack the House Solidor Palace, alone and through the front door no less is a suicide mission...even though this man seems to be doing quite well so far... Basch thought grimly as he tore through the castle heading to the west wing.

He stopped dead however, as he found himself in a hall way he once thought he knew. But now, that hall way was grossly redecorated. Bodies, some whole, some not, littered the floor, blood soaked the walls and the tapestries, dripping from paintings and even the ceiling. Basch covered his mouth as he nearly stepped on the face of a soldier he could no longer even recognize and made up his mind that he had to find this mad man. He needed to stop this madness!

It were as if the war had started all over again. Where the hell did this attack come from? One day it's perfectly peaceful, the next it's a blood bath in the corridors! Did this have anything to do with the Senate? And more importantly, what monster could commit such an atrocity?

And before Basch knew it, and most likely before he was ready to know it, his question was answered. Basch watched in utter shock and horror as Kira tore a soldier apart, casting blizzaga from inside his stomach, ripping him to shreds and raining blood everywhere. He stared, unable to believe as Kira turned to face him, her entire being covered in blood, some of it her own, but the rest belonged to half the Castle's infantry.

Basch stood there, too shocked to realize that he had now become Kira's target, too shocked to realize that Kira was not herself, too shocked to really notice her as she advanced on him, deftly wading through the sea of dead bodies around her.

It was not until he'd mumbled her name did he realize that he would not get out of this alive unless he fought back. Basch just barely managed to dodge Kira's blade as she swung at him, her eyes clouded by what looked like myst, her mind obviously blocked. Kira's expression never changed as she jumped back and cast graviga on Basch.

Basch gasped as he felt half of his life leave him, the weight of the spell carrying him to the ground. He reached for the nearest weapon with which he could protect himself, but was slightly surprised when Kira simply walked over him and sent a torrent of flames down a corridor full of Archadian soldiers. Basch gritted his teeth as he heard their screams of agony and watched as Kira disappeared amidst the flames, walking through it as if it were only air.

"Catherine! Are you alright?" Larsa looked even more haggard than he had in the past few days as he skidded into his study outside of which a platoon's worth of soldiers and dogs standing guard.

Catherine shot up from her position in a chair by his desk and hugged him tightly. "Oh Larsa! What's going on! Is it Kira?"

"What? How could Kira possibly be responsible for this?" Larsa said loudly, astounded that Catherine could even suggest such a thing.

"Well I don't even know what's going on! No one's had the decency to tell me. I was just lieing there fast asleep and all of a sudden these guards are dragging me out of my bed saying some crap about a safer place to stay! What the hell is..." Catherine was cut off however as a soldier suddenly burst into the room.

"Mi' Lord! We've lost contact with the entire west wing sir! Something's jamming the reception crystals!"

Larsa's brow furrowed and he placed a firm hand on Catherine's shoulder, giving her a brief meaningful look before turning to the soldier and asking, "What about the cameras? Are they out as well?"

"Not exactly sir. They're working but we can't see anything, it's almost as if the entire west wing is flooded with myst sir..." Soldier said, his skin visibly draining of colour as he told Larsa the latest update.

It was simply unimaginable. Larsa had been sound asleep in his bed this morning when suddenly the intruder alarm goes off and not minutes later guards are storming into his room claiming that a deadly threat has entered the castle and that they are trying, apparently in vain, to keep it at bay.

"Larsa...?" Larsa turned back to Catherine and sighed.

"We're under attack Catherine." she gasped and a frightened look washed over her face. "We have no idea who or what it is. All we know is that it appeared in front of the castle this morning maybe an hour or so ago. The guards at the cab station and check points that everyone must go through before reaching this palace say they had seen no one that morning and so we have no idea how they could've got in."

"Well how does..." Catherine stopped and leaned in closer to Larsa so that no one else could hear her. "how does Kira get in?"

Larsa glanced at her in surprise and said, "She can teleport without a teleport crystal, most times she just teleports herself into the gardens and goes from there. Perhaps there are others out there with he extraordinary powers, and if that is the case then we've got our work cut out for us."

Catherine Furrowed her brow slightly and asked, "Why do you say that?"

Larsa glanced at Catherine and sighed before walking her to a window near a far off corner where no one could hear them. "Kira...Kira is very special. She can perform magicks like I've never seen before. She could hold up a protect spell all day without even trying, she knows things about crystals and myst. When we go on hunts in mysty places she knows exactly where to find the monster based on the type or feeling of the myst around her and the type of monster we're after. She knows when a stone has reached it's limits and how best to use it to obtain its highest potential. The strength of her magicks are maybe, ten fold that of your average person." Larsa seemed so totally enthralled and amazed as he described Kira's abilities that Catherine couldn't help the twinge of jealousy she felt tugging at her heart. "that power of hers is unstable though. Over the years she learned how to control it, or rather to just keep it in check. The thing is, with such great power like that, you can't just have and instantly know how to use it. Kira doesn't know how to control her power so she keeps it under lock and key, but if that lock were to be broken..." Larsa trailed off and stopped to think for a moment before he said, "It had only ever happened once before. Kira told me about it after we'd started hunting together. It was during a time not long before Vayne was consul in Rabanastre. Some of the Archadian guards had raped a group of young girls from Low Town, killing them all in the process except one. The one that survived was Tihana's mother, and one of Kira's best friends." Larsa paused as Catherine gasped and covered her mouth with both hands, her eyes wide with shock. "The other four that were killed were also close to her. When Kira found out...she snapped. Back then she was only eleven and hardly had a proper hold on the immense power that slept within her so she rampaged. She'd killed over a hundred men that night and destroyed half the arsenal without killing a single innocent person. There was debris everywhere, bodies strewn all over Low Town as she murdered every soldier stationed there, and then some how she'd found her way into the arsenal itself without being seen, I suspect she probably teleported, and blew the place to smithereens. When she came too and discovered what she had done...well, let's just say that to this day she has nightmares about the incident." Larsa's voice had become no more than a whisper somewhere throughout the story and her watched as Catherine's eyes welled up with tears.

Catherine hiccuped slightly and shook her head before saying, "Well...if something like that has happened to her before then isn't it possible that it could happen again?"

Larsa gave Catherine a look that made her cringe and said, "I can't see how that's possible. Kira doesn't know anything, she wouldn't just snap like that for no reason."

"Well she does have a reason!" Catherine said suddenly and then gasped slightly and made an expression that clearly said that she hadn't meant to say that.

Larsa looked at her questioningly and said, "What makes you say that?"

Catherine bit her lip and fidgetted for a moment before she said, "Well...i mean, she...she cares for you a lot doesn't she? And you and I are gonna get married tomorrow, or at least we were supposed but now with ..."

"Catherine that's ludicrous. Kira isn't some silly school girl running after unrequited love! She fully understands our situation and is complacent. Besides...she doesn't see my that way..." Catherine was slightly surprised to hear the hurt in his voice as he told her that and frowned.

Catherine cast around for something, anything else that might give a reason. Suddenly she gasped and said, "What if she found out about her father?"

Larsa looked at her again through somewhat hazy eyes before breaking out of his reverie and shaking his head slightly as he said, "No. The only way she could've found out would be if..."

And as if on queue, Basch suddenly burst into the room and ploughed his way towards Larsa and Catherine.

"Larsa! You won't...I can't...!" Basch stopped beside him and took a moment to catch his breath after trying and failing to start a conversation.

"It's alright Basch, catch your breathe. Please tell me you're here with good news." Larsa said almost pleadingly as he placed a hand on Basch's shoulder.

"It's Kira..." Larsa was frozen stiff. He had just been battling all possible options that the intruder was Kira and now...

Larsa swallowed and suddenly let out a breathe he didn't he was holding and said, "What...but how..."

"I don't know but she's not herself. Something is wrong..." Basch said and Catherine felt the strongest urge to scream 'No shit Sherlock!', then she shook her head and grumbled as she realized that Larsa was indeed becoming a bad influence on her. "I saw her myself, if I hadn't reacted fast enough then she might've actually killed me." Basch said with a dark undertone in his sad voice.

Larsa sighed and stopped to think as he pinched the bridge of his nose and closed his eyes. She must've found out about Old Dalan's murder...that's the only way I could imagine that she'd have been thrown over the edge like this. Kira's strong she wouldn't lose control over nothing, but somehow it feels like there's more to this...

Catherine and Basch stood there for a moment just watching Larsa as the gears in his mind turned and suddenly he opened his eyes and looked up at them. Basch's eyes widened with fear as he recognized the determined glint his eye and hardly had time to reach out to him before he said, "I'm going to stop her!" and tore out of the room through his secret passage in the wall.

"Don't let her reach the Senate Board room! Don't underestimate her because of her size and gender! You all saw what she did to our fellow soldiers!" The judge said as he stood before a large number of Archadian soldiers. None of them were really listening to him , however, as they watched Kira approach. They watched as she sauntered down the hall way towards them, their group the last group of soldiers between her and the Senate.

Every ten centimetres or so, a gun would unfold from the roof or a wall and open fire, but alas, every single on of them exploded into a thousand pieces before the first cartridge could even reach quarter way. Each time a gun exploded, the soldiers and the judge cringed, imagining the gun as themselves and feeling the strong urge to just turn tail and run from this demon.

"Hold your ground!" Judge shouted to his men as she drew nearer. "Hold steady..." he whispered, more to himself than to his men. They watched in horror as she approached them, drawing ever closer and closer and closer...until, finally...they realized she wasn't getting any closer at all.

The judge glanced down at his feet and all around him and was shocked as he realized that she was moving the very ground beneath them, forcing them to back away from her as she advanced on them. They realized to late however as Kira erected a solid wall of fire between herself and the group of soldiers before she turned to the door to the Senate Board room and for the first since this all begin, showed an expression, an expression of malice and fiendish glee.

Kira breathed deeply as she felt the myst completely engulf her , flowing through her system, almost as if it had replaced her very blood as it course through her like burning vengeance. She could feel the anger, the rage boiling within her, in the very pit of her stomach as the door, the last obstacle between her and the Senate exploded into million and nine splinters and the disgusting filth that was the Senate became visible to her.

Kira waltz into the room and saw only one person, despite the many frightened, guilty faces around her. "Rossi..." the name tumbled from her lips, dripping with dangerous intent as she locked eyes with the terrified man. Kill him!

Kill him!

KILL HIM!

Kira took all the myst from within her, all the rage all the power she could muster and condensed it into one long crystalline blade, dripping with poison and sharp enough to cut through bone with minimum force.

"Wait! Wait! I'll give you whatever you want! Is it money? Power, fame? Whatever it is I'll g-give it to you!" Rossi stuttered out as he drew back, almost stumbling out of his chair.

"Can you return everything that you have stolen from me and my people?" Kira said, her voice not her own as it rumbled through the room, echoing against the walls, wordlessly telling of her terrible design.

Rossi grew silent as he tried to figure out just who it was that stood in front of him. Suddenly it clicked to him however when every crystal lamp on the walls of the board room shattered, showering them all in tiny, sharp shards of crystal and glass. He knew who this was and he knew exactly why she was here and if he wasn't currently staring death in the face he would've laughed at the irony.

Upon hearing his silence Kira's malicious grin widened and she said, "Then there is nothing you have that I want and there is no way for you to stop me."

Rossi gulped and stared up into her face, her strangely beautiful yet exceedingly frightening face. He had underestimated her. They were far more powerful than anyone could've predicted, the Druids, and now Rossi was going to pay for his misdemeanours.

Now she was going to kill him.

Rossi cringed and squeezed his eye shut tight, squealing like a little girl as Kira bared her teeth, her aura like that of a vicious animal hunting for prey. She raised her blade and charged, her mind blank, her heart frozen, set on revenge, until...

"KIRA NO!" Somehow Kira, the real Kira, managed to hear Larsa's voice, managed to regain some of her sanity and recognize that whatever was happening at the moment was wrong, that she needed to stop whatever she was doing. But she couldn't, the momentum, the rage, the myst, the very need for revenge, she couldn't stop it, and before she knew it, it was too late.

Suddenly everything came back to her, her sanity, her cognitive skills, her memory. Kira stared blankly, unable to truly comprehend what was going on. Why was she standing in the middle of the Senate board room with this huge blade in her hand? Why were all the Senate members staring at her like they'd never seen anything more grotesque? Larsa, I heard Larsa's voice, he could tell me what's been going on. Kira thought. "Larsa...?"

Her voice was weak, it quivered, but Larsa's was even worse. "I'm sorry Kira. I...I should've told you...myself..."

Kira looked down and felt the warmth drain from her body. She couldn't believe it. The image was wrong. It was so wrong, completely inconceivable, there was no way this could be happening. Kira stared down at Larsa as his head leaned against her chest, his arms loosing wrapped around her shoulders, the blade she was holding, protruding from his back, dripping with blood, his blood.

Kira just barely heard the Senate members and soldiers around her burst into life as she watched Larsa's eyes slowly close, his expression soft, his lips curved into a small, sad smile, as if to say, "Don't cry, it's not your fault." She hardly noticed as two soldier grabbed her arms and began to drag her away. She couldn't do anything but stare. She stared as the sword dissolved away with her rage, the myst swirling around the room for a moment before it dissipated. She stared as they lifted him up into a stretcher and began first aid, clean the wound, stop the bleeding etcetera, but the wound was ghastly. There was no way they could save him.

I've killed him.

I killed Larsa...

Suddenly Kira began to kick and scream, the guards carrying her very nearly dropped her to begin with out of fear and surprise but held on to her as were their orders. Kira screamed and screamed, repeating his name over and over again as she watched them cart him away most likely to the intensive care unit, but that wouldn't save him, she knew it. Even as she kicked and screamed, trying to free herself form the guards holding her, she found that she was extremely tired. Her body felt completely drained as though she'd just run a marathon after starving herself for a week.

Finally Kira decided that it would be in both her's and Larsa's best interest if she were to just calm down and stop panicking so that she could clear her mind and think straight. But there were so many things reeling through her mind, like: What had she just done? Had she lost control again? How many did she kill? How much of the blood that was caked unto her clothes was actually her own? What was she doing before she woke up? How did her blade reach Larsa? Why was he there in the first place? Kira fought with herself to sift through the questions and she tried desperately to remember just what happened after she realized they had killed her father.

Kira's sudden silence was beginning to concern the guards as they walked her down to the dungeons where they were instructed to take her and tie her up then not let her out of their sights before Rossi got down there to speak to her. They exchanged weary glances with each other as she walked between them, completely silent and not fighting them at all any more.

Kira wanted no more than to just breakdown and cry, to just let out everything she was feeling, to simply go wild and forget all her troubles. But it was that very feeling that got her into this mess to begin with so she cast aside her desires and focused on the matter at hand.

It was painful to remember. She remembered how she blew away the gate, killing those two guards; she remembered freezing the entire entrance hall; she remembered slaughtering countless soldiers with her dagger, whose whereabouts she was unsure of; she remembered attacking Basch.

Kira squeezed her eyes shut as she thought of how many lives she took, how many families were now one member short, how many children were now without fathers or mothers, how many wives were no widowers and husbands, widows. Kira took in a shuddering breath and tried to hold in her tears as they threatened to spill over. No, come on. I have to remember what happened to Larsa. There has to be something I can do!

Kira furrowed her brow and focused hard as she tried to remember just what happened. She gasped loudly as the memory came flooding back to her and suddenly she knew what she had to do.

That poison that was on the blade, no one could cure that except me, they wouldn't even know he's poisoned! I have to get to him but how? Kira glanced around her and thought for a moment. I could teleport but I don't have any teleport stones left and further more I don't even know where Larsa is! Kira groaned inwardly and tried in vain to think of another way. It wouldn't make sense to break way from these guys and go looking for him, they'd just send hundreds of them after me again, I'd never find him. There's no other way, I have to teleport but how...?

Kira took a deep breath and nodded slightly to herself No, it's alright...I can do this. I've been constantly improving my teleportation skills and now I just need to take it one step further. I'm a Druid. I can do this... Kira squeezed her eyes shut and concentrated hard on Larsa, his presence, his very essence in order to pin point his location and go there.

The guards that were carrying her gasped loudly and began to shout questions at her as warm myst began to swirl around her in that familiar ring. The guards around her didn't know what to do as they watched the myst slowly build up. They tried everything from pushing her to shouting at her but it all just bounced off, her concentration unbreakable. They shielded their eyes and cursed loudly as her spell was completed and she disappeared before their very eyes, the booming sound of the magick ringing through their ears as they immediately called for back up.

Kira would've grinned triumphantly as she found herself suddenly standing beside Larsa's stretcher, shoving one of his doctors to the side, were Larsa not laying there half dead in front of her. Kira heard the many screams around her as she erected a series of protection spells around herself and Larsa, blocking everyone out, not allowing so much as a finger to penetrate her defence as she leaned over Larsa to examine his current state.

Kira blocked out all the noises around her, including Catherine's hysterical screaming as she examined the wound in Larsa's stomach. Kira glanced up to Larsa's face as she felt him twitch under her touch and saw that his eyes were open. He smiled slightly at her and said, "Hey...it's been...a while..."

Kira almost laughed and wanted to just hug him and squeeze the living day lights out of him right then and there but instead she reached for an antidote crystal and said to him, "This is going to hurt." without warning she plunged the crystal into the wound and cringed as she heard him shout out, his back arching in the pain. Kira mumbled her apologies over and over again as she worked the stones magick, willing it to work the way she wanted it to, rearranging its chemical make up to make it work for the poison she designed.

Larsa's voice had failed after a minute or so of screaming and excruciating pain and Kira could just make out Catherine's face, wet with tears within her peripheral vision. Kira felt the tears escaping her as well as she took hold of Larsa's hand. It was cold and clammy and only made her tears flow even more.

Thankfully, it wasn't long before the process was over and Larsa's wound was healed completely without leaving so much as a stretch mark on his skin, all traces of poison gone from his system and nothing but fatigue remained to stain him. Kira sniffed and continued to mutter her apologies over and over again as she cried, exhaustion taking over as she collapsed to her knees beside him.

Larsa looked even more exhausted than Kira felt but colour was slowly but surely returning to his cheeks and his breathing wasn't as laboured as before. He looked down at her and smiled. He reached to her and place his hand on her cheek with what little left strength he had left it seemed.

Kira looked up at him with a confused expression, completely unable to figure how he could be smiling at her after everything she'd done, after all the people she'd killed, after she nearly killed him! But Larsa would continue to surprise Kira as his smile widened slightly and he whispered to her, "I love you Kira."

Kira was so shocked, so taken aback that she'd completely forgotten to keep up the protection spells she had cast around them and she suddenly found herself being dragged off once more as the noise of the chaos around them suddenly hit her. The doctors where shouting orders to the assistants, believing that she had further injured him, Catherine was screaming for Kira to get the death penalty, guards and soldiers were shouting for them to get Kira into restraints and to make sure that she couldn't get away again. They had underestimated her again, however, and could only shield their eyes as she disappeared behind a flash of blinding light, the booming sound of the teleportation magick filling the room.

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To be Continued...

Ah yes, finally, my exams are almost done and i have time to unglue my nose form a book ^^ Happy me!

Anyway, as you cna clearly see, i've been pieceing together stuff while i was absent and now i hope to have it streaming along smoothly enough to be finished, i hope before summer ends in September. So i hope you've enjoyed this update and honestly, i'd kill for reviews. No joke. Not you of course, i need you, you're where i get the reviews from, but i'd kill. =]

Love you all and thanks for reading.

Marta, terribly sorry it took so long, hope you enjoyed .