Hey guys,

I'm sorry I haven't posted anything for a long time now. I'm not dead or anything, just aggravated and on the verge of giving up on this story.

For those of you who haven't bothered to check my profile or the summery of the story at all, I lost my rough draft notebook. In this notebook I had at least half of chapter 19, five chapters of a story I'd been working on for a friend of mine on deviantart, and the basic idea for a story I was thinking of writing for a really close friend of mine. When I lost it, I was searching everywhere for it. And I mean everywhere. I emptied every drawer in my bedroom, searched through my closet, my backpack (I'd do most of my writing at school oddly enough), my locker, my old toy chest, my dresser, under my bed, the car, anywhere I could think of I looked. After a while I decided that I should just calm down a bit and see if it'll come up. I'd still search every now and again, check and make sure that I hadn't missed anywhere but it never came up.

I tried writing what I could remember, typing and retyping to see if I could get it the way it had been (if not a little better), and had no luck. The only part I was able to remember was the opening paragraph where I was just rambling about coming to in a dark room, but not uncomfortably dark room, I think you guys know the type. I couldn't seem to get it right. I'd have it written one way only to decide I'm going on about it for too long and should get back to the story, but where had I been going with the story? Was I finally going to introduce the main bad guy? Or was it going to be filler? Should I just write a drabble or two and call it an interlude until I can find my notebook? Or should I go back an rewrite my older chapters, remove the excess bits (like the dreams, turns out they were pointless) and clean it up a little.

After a few months, I decided on the revise option, but I just can't my heart into it the way I had when I started this project three or four years ago. So, when my family was going to visit my brother (who's currently in collage) last week I thought that maybe I should replay the game. See if I could refind that spark. I brought my 3ds with me with the game and about six others in case I got bored and the charger to play with on the ride there and back again (the car trip is about five hours long). Things had been going well, but on the day we were planning to head home, we went to church and my dad left the car unlocked (he has a soft top jeep if anyone wanted to rob him they would just tear the fabric and get in, might as well prevent further damages and leave it unlocked), and... well... we were robbed. I lost my bag, my sketchbook/new rough draft notebook, my ds wth charger, and any game that I had brought along.

Needless to say, I've been rather down since then and haven't felt like doing much of anything. I never really cared too much about how I lost my games, ds and the chargers. They're things, they can be replaced. I'll just put them on my Christmas list and maybe ask for a New 3DS instead so I can play Xenoblade Chronicles. But my sketchbook that's what I'm sore about. You have to understand, I put my soul into that notebook. Any crazy idea I had went in there. Any OC ideas I had went in there (I had a pokemon Oc designed, and a Kingdom Hearts OC in there with everything all planned out for each of the various worlds, it was insane what I came up with for them!). Any essays I'd have to write for school probably had at least a few sentences in there. And so on. When I lost it it felt like a part of me went missing, and I still feel that way. At least with my rough draft notebook I had (and still have) a chance of finding it again. This time... this time some stranger has it and looked through it before deciding it's worthless and throwing it away.

Long story short, I haven't found my rough draft notebook, and... at this point... I can't find myself a reason why I should care. It's been gone for a year now, what are the odds I'm gonna find it now? I can't rewrite it, I can't remember it. Any ideas I might have had for this story would have been in my notebook and that's God knows where, torn up by some man who doesn't even care. This story will continue at some point, but, for now... I think I'll keep it on hiatus until I can find my will to continue again.

I'm sorry guys,

Ember

Also: For anyone confused by the deal in the last chapter, please read what I've put done bellow. It was meant to be posted with chapter 19, but who knows when that's gonna come out at this point.

The deal was for Summer's safety, not to let her go. They didn't want to have to deal with another ranger,. They had already been fighting Lugia for who knows how long, and then they had to deal with Summer. Quite frankly, I can't imagine they'd want to fight anymore. They probably just wanted to get the job done and go. As far as they knew, Ben didn't have anything that they'd want, and Ben had forgotten about the shard that he had (something he will guilt trip over later on, I'm sure). They didn't want to fight anymore. Ben doesn't want Summer to get hurt. So they pretty much said "Look, we don't want to deal with you. We have enough on our plate right now. How's this, you leave, and we won't hurt the girl. We can't let her go without asking our boss for permission, but she isn't going to be hurt, and you get to go and do whatever it is you rangers do for another day."

I hope that clears the whole thing up a little, I know I didn't really make it clear last chapter.