Hello, this is Pastrinator64 with another chapter from VOiD. Well, school's going well so far, but I know that the workload will only increase from here, and my chapters are already becoming more spaced-out than usual, so that means I'll just need you guys to stay patient on a few occasions.
But, on a better note, I will be having some COVER ART for The Glitch being done. My very good friend SonicTheHedgehog-Nerd (who is actually one of my best friends from school) is the most excellent artist I know, and she will be creating cover art for The Glitch. The cover will include all the main characters, and she'll be doing it purely off of my descriptions, which is a skill that I highly admire. I don't know exactly how long it will take, but when it IS finished I will be posting it on Facebook probably—since my 'rents are so protective that they don't believe DeviantArt is a "clean" enough website for me—and I will supply the link to the photo. Just a heads-up, people! :D
Anyway, let's get on with replies to reviews!
Replies To Reviews...
Volcanic the hedgehog: I just LOVE that comparison! :DDD
BfheadGamer: Awesome, so we're in the same grade! What's your school like?
CSICreeper: But of course, my dear Watson. X3
Dirt BlockZ: Not really, no. He's just having a hard time choosing because he doesn't want to resort to breaking either of their hearts. He hates hurting girls more than anything else, actually.
Nwinds: 1. Yes, that's exactly it. Or at least that's what I think. 2. No, I've honestly never seen a guy at my school that cares so much about girls that he doesn't want to break either of their hearts. 3. Listen, I'm really trying to slow my ideas down and put them into the story at a calmer pace, but I'm having trouble. THANK YOU for addressing the problem, because I know it needs to be dealt with, and I am currently trying to fix it. :) 4. (will be answered by Mark as a character question)
spark n' jetz: Oh man, you have no idea how much that comment made my day, man. :D But could you explain about the cheesy quest summary thing? First, what are you talking about, and second, what is cheesy about it? I'm not accusing you; I actually just want to know what you mean so I can fix it.
Alright, now that we've gone and finished that, let's get on with the story!
Hello, this is Pastrinator64 with another chapter from VOiD. Last time on VOiD we watched as Mark experienced the first day of Blockbusting Week, where he spent most of his time playing wordplay-bombed sports in the university's stadium. Unfortunately, while he was there he heard much talk from Kelsey and her new group of friends about him supposedly being a piece of garbage, and now the prospect of Kelsey moving on haunts Mark. Also, Astrid still didn't let up and was following Mark everywhere, even going to the extent of landing him in the infirmary with a bad nosebleed.
Thankfully, he still had a ton of fun later that night when an orange fight broke out amongst the boys—although it ended abruptly with Barry getting nailed in the family jewels. After listening to Adrian's hilarious improvisational banjo tune with Barry as the star, Mark finally went to bed around midnight or so. But, that night his fears and worries creeped back up on him and he had more horrible dreams, the worst he'd had in a long, LONG time. These dreams made him tear himself between Kelsey and Raven, ending in him storming right out of the university and falling off campus into the freezing water of the ocean. Now we watch as Mark goes through a series of dreams during his unconscious state—two good, one bad—and then wakes up to find himself in what seems like a real-life nightmare.
Now, let the story commence!
Chapter 22: I Have A Dream
Mark squeezed his eyes shut immediately as a blinding white light appeared. He was lying down on the ground, no longer in the water, but for some reason he felt as though he were also floating. Mark slowly opened his eyes, letting them become accustomed to the brightness. Finally, after a whole minute and a half Mark was able to keep his eyes open. He sat up and looked around, and was frightened to see that there was NOTHING around him. He just sat in an infinite whiteness. Plus, the song "Rhythm Of Love" by Plain White T's was playing from somewhere unknown.
Standing up Mark stretched, cracking his back and neck to relieve stress. He could remember falling into an ocean of freezing water just a moment ago, but now he was floating around in infinite whiteness, an area of pure light. For some reason he felt as though he'd been there before, but he couldn't quite recall when that would have been.
"Markus Cobweb."
He jumped and turned around. Floating there before him was some type of spirit. It seemed to be made of swirling silver fumes, which formed a body, ghostly wings and a tail that flowed out from the bottom.
"I have been trying to contact you for a long time, Markus."
Mark's immediate instinct made him clench his fists. He looked down to grab his diamond sword, but his hotbar was suddenly empty. Then he realized that his Blockpack was gone, too.
"I am no enemy. I am Farixz the First, the elder of the Spirits In Between."
Mark got a sudden itch in his brain. He'd heard that name before.
"Wait, so you're one of those spirits? Then... You created all the dimensions, right?"
"Well, yes, but with the help of Serisdo the Second, Thorvon the Third, Froace the Fourth, Firzon the Fifth and Sycallion the Sixth."
Mark raised an eyebrow and muttered,
"I thought there were only three of you."
Farixz shook his ghostly head and murmured,
"Yes, but that is a story for another time." he flew closer to Mark and continued. "I have summoned you into a dream so that we may talk in private."
Mark groaned and grasped his own hair, tugging at it painfully. He was CONSTANTLY having dreams that made no sense or just bugged him, and now he was probably just in another one. He pounded his head, muttering to himself to wake up, but all that happened was him getting a headache.
"I'm here to talk to you about those two girls."
Mark immediately stopped pounding his head. He turned around slowly and said,
"Can you just fix this all?"
Farixz shook his transparent head.
"No, that would require bending the rules of time and space itself, which I am too weak to do at the moment. It costs me a great deal of energy just to come into your mind and talk, so I cannot even stay long here. Anyway, what I can do is help you fix your problems, because once your mind is clear of these dilemmas you will be able to get on with your quest, otherwise the possible results could be dangerous."
Mark shook his head a bit to clear things up.
"Wait, dangerous what? What the heck are you even talking about?!" he still had quite a lot of steam from thinking about Kelsey and Raven.
A silvery wing was placed on Mark's shoulder as Farixz spoke again.
"If you do not solve these unresolved issues then your future decisions during your quest could turn out for the worst. I must send you back into life with a cleared mind, and if that means talking to you about Kelsey and Raven then I can make an exception."
Farixz hovered next to Mark and sat down, letting his ghost-tail lay out to the side. He took Mark down to the ground as well so that they were sitting side by side.
"Mark, let me tell you of my own youth. When my soul was young and I still remained in a mortal body, I had similar problems. You see, I was in a relationship with a girl... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... Her and I were very... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... But then there was another... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... And then... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... So I... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ...
An hour later Mark was sleeping; Farixz rambled on tediously, not even pausing for a moment.
"... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ...And so that is why I shall never go with a nun into a coffee shop ever again."
Farixz looked down at Mark, who was face-down on the white floor. He slapped Mark's back with a wing and he jerked awake, sitting back up quickly.
"Were you listening?!" declared Farixz with a tone of annoyance.
Mark nodded nervously, not wanting to anger the one of the most powerful individuals in existence. Farixz sighed and looked off into the infinitely white distance.
"Oh, well, alright then. The point is, just think about which of the two will be healthier for you. Do you honestly think that Raven is half the woman that Kelsey is? Besides, you have known Kelsey much, much longer, and you have such a strong relationship—well, you did, but your thoughts have been getting in the way of your heart's cries."
Mark groaned and lay back down on his side.
"Yeah, I know. I'll be honest; I just want to be back with Kelsey, not with Raven. What I don't want to do is break Raven's heart. She may be the creepiest Goth I've ever met, but she's still a girl, and I care about her. You say you've been watching me, huh? Well, do you recall that time when her and I were stuck in the spider webs down in that cave? When I saw Raven start to bawl her eyes out when the gigantic spider came up, you know what I wanted to do? I wanted to just run over there and hug her. Yeah, I can't STAND seeing girls cry, and it doesn't matter who it is, I still get a horrible feeling in my stomach when I see a girl cry." he explained.
Tears were trying to force their way into the corners of Mark's eyes but he resisted, swallowing hard to keep them down. He felt Farixz's wing rest on his shoulder again, and then Farixz spoke softly to him.
"Mark, you must break the news to Raven as compassionately as you can. That is the only way you can get what you want—being back with Kelsey, your true love, and getting the weight of guilt off of your shoulders. Just choose knowledgeably and everything will piece together as it should. I'm leaving now, my strength dwindles as we speak."
Then the wing retracted, and a sudden rushing down was heard, and Mark sat up quickly.
"Wait!"
But Farixz was already gone.
BAM! Mark immediately opened his eyes, expecting to be back in reality floating in the cold water, but he was still dry. Mark was lying down in a patch of fresh grass. He sat up, looking around at his new surroundings. There were trees all around him, but they looked slightly different. Suddenly, he heard an oink behind him and he whirled around.
Standing there was a pig with luscious golden wings. Mark's thoughts immediately went to work, and in a matter of seconds he realized he was in the Aether. This time, "Lucky" by Jason Mraz was playing in the air.
"I see that you're awake."
Mark jumped again, turning around and expecting to see Farixz. But instead of Farixz, Notch stood before him wearing something like a skirt made of leaves. Mark was about to start laughing, but then remembered that Notch could zap him and turn him into a squid if he wanted—he was a Minecraftian god after all.
"Yes, yes, go ahead and laugh."
Mark didn't hesitate after that, and he just burst out laughing, putting a hand to his forehead and shaking it.
"Man, what happened to YOU?"
Notch grumbled something under his breath.
"It is none of your business. Anyway, I'm not here to talk about my appearance. I'm here to talk about you."
Mark stifled his laughs so that he could hear what Notch was saying, although this proved to be difficult. Notch walked over to Mark and sat down next to him just as Farixz had.
"Mark, I know that you are in a state of grief right now..."
"Wait, are you gonna talk to me about girls? If you are, then don't bother, cuz I just got visited by Farixz the First in a dream about a minute ago."
Notch raised both his eyebrows in surprise.
"Ah, so you've been spoken to about the matter. Good, good. But no, I was not going to talk to you about that. I just wanted to address the fact that you believe everything in the world shall go wrong and end with the Glitch. I want to fix those thoughts of yours towards a more brightly-lit outcome."
Mark looked up at Notch for a moment in confusion.
"What?" he said, totally clueless.
Notch leaned backward, supporting himself by the elbows on the ground.
"I just wanted to come and talk to you about how lucky you are."
Mark could still hear "Lucky" playing in the background and rolled his eyes. Would every dream he ever had again somehow be themed by music? At the same time, Mark just grunted and said,
"Ha, yeah. Lucky isn't the best word, Notch."
"Mark, you don't know what you are talking about."
Mark stood up angrily and started pacing the floor.
"Yes, I think I do! Does this sound like luck to you?" he said, and he started listing things off the top of his head. "I got transported into Minecraft with my sister, my mom and dad are probably sick with anxiety, and it turns out that I'm the supposed hero of this prophecy called the Divination Of Dimensions, something that I haven't ever even read! I finally find my old girlfriend again, but then things happened with Lucas and I end up breaking her heart, which you probably already know is something I absolutely HATE doing. Now the Goth girl loves me without me returning the affection and the real person I want back is Kelsey, but I'm having a hard decision of choosing because I don't want to break either of their hearts. So many things in my life are just being screwed up! That's not LUCKY!"
Mark steamed in his own anger for another minute while Notch fell silent, apparently thinking of the best way to address Mark. Finally, he decided and began to speak again.
"Mark, you must cease to focus on the negatives and look forward to see what greatnesses life can bring." said Notch in a very quoted voice.
Mark turned to face Notch and he muttered,
"Who said that?"
Notch shrugged.
"I just did. Hey, that's not a bad quote, is it?" he quick took out a slip of paper and wrote it down with a golden ink pen. When he was finished he rolled the paper up and thought /give paper Jeb to send it off. "Mm, sorry about that."
Mark just stared at him, unsure of what to say, so Notch continued to monologue.
"Think of all the people you've met! Mark, you could have landed in Minecraft ANYWHERE, even on a deserted island, but instead you landed near civilization. If you hadn't landed there you probably would've wandered around the entire world until it was too late and the Glitch would take over with ease. Because you luckily found yourself so close to the Void portal you were able to get a huge head start on your quest. Just by starting out that way you were able to meet new people, gain new friends, and get into your quest without being alone with only Vanessa for company. Like I said, just think of all the people you have to support you! Lucas, Gabe, Adrian, Raven, Kelsey! And Rexum, too!"
Mark gave a harsh laugh and rolled his eyes up to the sky.
"Ha, yeah right. Kelsey hates me now, and I don't even LIKE Raven and her crazy love-spikes."
"Well, like I said before, I'm not going to dictate your choices in the means of choosing a girl; it's none of my business. I just want you to focus on all the luck you've had. Think POSITIVE, Mark. Do you really want to go throughout the rest of your quest in a state of despair? I know I would not. I'd keep myself focuses on the great things and life and just, well, keep moving forward..."
Mark sighed heavily. He still had another question, so he looked back up at Notch... But now Notch was gone. Yep, he just vanished, blew away with the wind for all Mark knew.
"Why do they always disappear in my dreams like that?" muttered Mark, resting his chin in his hand.
The next dream that Mark had was a lot less morally supported. Mark entered the dream expecting to see somebody like Rexum or something to tell him how knowledgeable he was or whatever, but instead he was paid a visit by the Glitch. He fell down into darkness for a few seconds, but then hit something that felt like frozen stone. He shakily stood up, squinting through the blackness, which was just as hard to look through and make out as the whiteness he'd experienced before.
Suddenly, he heard the Glitch cackle from above him, and when he looked up he could see its two glowing red eyes staring back down at him. Upon instincts Mark freaked out a great deal and hurled himself away as fast as his legs could carry him. But then something very, very, VERY cold wrapped around his ankle and yanked him upward. He was suddenly reminded of the time where he got captured by the friendly plant-mutant Lalita.
He screamed as he was being lifted dup into the air by the tentacle-like limb of the Glitch. Finally he stopped, but not after going a great distance into the air. While he was hanging upside-down the Glitch's two eyes appeared again in front of him.
"Hello."
Mark did his best to lift his body up, and he grabbed at the black vine-thing around his ankle, but as soon as his skin made contact it gave himself something like bad frostbite, so he was forced to let go. The Glitch let out a terrible screech that nearly deafened Mark, and then laughed maniacally at Mark's horrified reaction.
"So, how's life treating you? Making new friends? Losing old ones? Talk to me about it, maybe I can help... MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"
The thing around his ankle loosened, and Mark fell from out of the sky with a shriek. He landed flat on his back in the darkness, knocking the air right out of his lungs. He lay motionless for a moment, but then stood up uneasily and looked around.
"You should grab your sword."
Mark looked down at his hotbar and... Oh, but his hotbar was still gone along with his Blockpack. Yep, he was screwed. In his state of utter panic he closed his eyes shut as tight as he could and tried to wake himself up. The Glitch must have been watching, because it screamed with evil laughter.
"Here you go, everyone! THIS is the Ultra Hero of the Divination of Dimensions! Everybody give him a hand!"
All of a sudden there was a blinding light in front of him that even came in through his closed eyelids, and when he opened his eyes he was no longer in the darkness, but he was standing on a small stage with about ten spotlights shining on him. Sitting in front of him were all his friends, all of them giving extremely fake smiles and clapping loudly.
"YEAH, GO MARK, YOU BACKSTABBING FRIEND!" shouted Lucas, his eyes drilling into Mark's head.
"WONDERFUL, JUST WONDERFUL! THANK YOU FOR NEVER GIVING ME A SECOND THOUGHT, KID!" shouted Gabe.
Mark's anger boiled up inside of him, and he immediately looked all around him for the Glitch so he could punch the creature in its gigantic ugly face. But then one of the comments of his friends brought him back to attention, because the next moment he heard,
"OOOOOH! LOOKING SEXY, MARK!"
It was Raven, of course, and when Mark looked over at her he saw that she was looking down. And when MARK looked down his stomach performed a swan-dive into his feet. All his clothes were gone except his boxers. Mark tried desperately to cover himself up to keep Raven from getting to excited, but for some reason his hands had gained minds of their own, because he couldn't force them back down to his body.
"THANKS FOR NEVER GIVING ME ANY BROTHERLY ADVICE!"
Mark looked up and saw that even his own sister was fake-smiling and clapping along with everyone. He squeezed his eyes shut again and thought desperately to himself,
"No, this is just a nightmare, this is just a nightmare, this is just—"
"Mark."
Mark opened his eyes and stared in front of him. His other friends were gone, and only one spotlight was on the stage. He now stood with Kelsey, both of them sharing the light with darkness surrounding them in all other directions. Mark could feel the clothes back on him again, so he was thankful for that, but still felt extremely guilty standing there with her.
"Mark," she murmured quietly, a tone of resentment in her voice. "I have realized that in the past few days your interests have been changing." Mark tried to protest immediately, but Kelsey shushed him and put a finger to his lips. "I understand your decision. I have decided that I too must move on. It's time for both of us, and you're the one who made me realize that even the strongest relationships can shift... Well, I will be leaving now. Goodbye, Mark."
Suddenly, the Glitch's gigantic black wing lurched forward and wrapped around Kelsey, but she didn't scream, she just stared with a totally blank expression at Mark, almost like she no longer had a soul. The movement of Mark's surroundings slowed, and the next moment he watched as Kelsey was swallowed by the mutated black plasma of the wing, never to be seen again.
Mark woke up in a cold sweat. He knew that he was back in reality somehow, but he didn't have a clue where he was. He knew that he wasn't in the water, because there were heavy blankets on top of him. Another strange thing was that he couldn't move his right leg, almost like it was in some kind of cast and was propped up at the foot of whatever bed he was lying on. On a worse note, he was REALLY thirsty, and just wanted to get up and find a drinking fountain.
"Hey."
Mark gave a little jump and peered around through the darkness. For some reason he thought he'd just heard Kelsey speak.
"Mark. Hey, are you okay?"
So it WAS Kelsey. Maybe he was in the infirmary and it was just the dead of night. Maybe Kelsey was actually coming to forgive him! This was great!
"Kelsey, how'd you get up here?" whispered Mark excitedly.
"I just snuck up, it's not that hard, really. Hey, do you need anything?"
PERFECT! Now he could get the drink he needed without being impolite! Mark gave a sick little cough to make it sound convincing when he said,
"Actually, my throat is a little dry, can you find a cup of water for me? Thanks."
Mark could hear Kelsey shuffling around in the darkness for a few moments. He hoped she wouldn't wake up the nurse in the next room; things would just turn out bad for her. About thirty seconds later he heard Kelsey as she approached him again.
"Thanks." he said, taking the glass from her in the dark.
After drinking the water he blindly handed her the glass, and she set it down on the stand next to him. Then she spoke again.
"Mark, I just... Well, I got worried when I heard you had fallen in the water. I had to come up and see you."
"Here, I'll turn on the lamp so I can see you." said Mark quietly, reaching next to him to find the chain on the lamp—a mod once again.
"Wait, but Mark—"
Mark pulled on the chain and it lit up just enough to illuminate everything within a few feet. Mark gasped whe he saw that not Kelsey, but RAVEN was standing in front of him. She grinned mischievously and said,
"Oops, I guess the darkness can't advocate my disguise anymore..."
Mark just stared in horror at the girl that stood before him. He'd sworn he heard Kelsey speaking.
"How did... But I... What?"
Then Mark looked over and saw that his right leg really was in a cast, and the cast stretched from below his knee to his ankle, the fabric stretched all around his foot except for his toes. Raven moved next to Mark and kneeled down there, leaning up against the mattress.
"Let's just say I'm really good at imitating people. Mark, I'm sorry; I just so wanted to come up here and check on you. I heard you fell into the water and, well, sorta fell unconscious."
Raven's smile only broadened as she leaned closer and rested her chin on Mark's chest. He wished more than anything to gain movement of both legs again, but then he realized that he couldn't move his right arm either, and felt a burning pain when he tried. Rolling up his sleeve with his left hand he saw more bandages attached to his skin.
"Stop squirming, Mark. It's just you and me, so nobody will see us."
Mark glanced back at Raven and started to get nervous. He didn't know what Raven wanted to do with him, and tried hard to force horrific images from his mind as they were flowing in. Suddenly, without any reason, Raven's eyes lit up as though she realized something and she reached into her sweatshirt pocket.
"Oh, and I found this cool centipede thing—must be a mod—and I wanted to show you." she pulled a gigantic centipede out of the pocket and set it on the mattress, making Mark let out a little noise as he resisted his casts to rip himself from the bed. "You know us Goths, we like creepy stuff. It's just spiders I don't like. I thought this one was cool, don't you do too?"
Then the centipede climbed its way up onto Mark's chest, and at that moment he jerked so bad that both the centipede and he were hurled off the bed, smashing into the ground painfully. He let out a shout of pain; the burn was spreading through his entire body. The centipede had landed in the next bed, and within moments a little girl was screaming at the top of her lungs. In all the commotion, Nurse Brewingstand rushed out of her bedroom that was next to the infirmary and tried to calm things down. As Mark was being helped by the nurse back into his bed he glanced around the room. Either his reddening vision was just faulty or Raven had fled the scene, because the Goth girl was nowhere to be seen.
It took another half hour before everyone finally got to bed. But Mark stayed up late that night in a mixed state of both fear and anger. For one, he was afraid that a centipede would fall on his face from out of nowhere or crawl in his ear or something creepy like that. Secondly, he was just angry at Lucas. As he thought about all of the horrible events that had happened recently he realized that they ALL could be traced back to Lucas. Lucas was the devil. Lucas was pure evil. Lucas deserved a kick in the face, he did.
Mark made his final decision that night. As soon as he woke up the next morning he'd be finding Astrid. He'd need all the help he could get if he were to punish Lucas properly for all he'd done.
Oh yes! Time for payback! I can't wait to write the next chapter! :D Anyway, let's get on with some more QAA.
To The Glitch: Peasant? I am no PEASANT! I am a warrior, *background suddenly changes to battle scene* and...This! Is! SPARTA! *fires most powerful move he could* Light will always defeat dark!
The Glitch: *counters the move with an even MORE powerful blast, though Volcanic resists the Dark power and fights on* You shall never win! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
To Mark: Do you need some advice? First of all, you've known Kelsey much longer than Raven, and you've already lost her once, don't lose her again. And don't let those girls talk about you like that, they're just gossipers. Second, for your Lucas problem, you've got to-as Si Robertson would say—"Sting like a Butterfly, and punch like a Flea!". Good luck.
Mark: Alright, I've made my decision. I am gonna make Lucas pay SO BAD that his grandkids will feel the grief that he'll be experiencing when I'm through with him! *cracks knuckles* I'm ready.
To the Glitch: Sorry, but I'm not going to be the one coming at you. Fate is. When you're able to beat that let me know, k?
The Glitch: *is extremely baffled and struggles to come up with an answer, but finally does* Well, I am very confident that Fate is on MY side for once! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
To the Glitch: Why are you so ugly? Can you shapeshift to become more... Appealing? You remind me of a neo-Nazi bro... Just sad...
The Glitch: Yes, I can shapeshift into whatever I want as long as I already absorbed it! So, next time I eat a neo-Nazi we can talk! *grunts and slithers away*
To Mark: You have a strange love life; a girl that you blame yourself for her death, *takes deep breath* and a gothic person that you don't know. add to the mix your dreams, *whistles*. and really, you have to make a big scene in front of everyone?
Mark: Hey, maybe if you were in as bad of a situation as me you'd understand! *sighs angrily*
To Salutem: You are awesome! Why don't you appear in more chapters?
Salutem: Oh, you believe it. I am in far more chapters than you think, kid.
To Gabe: Do yourself a favor and get a girl.
Gabe: I am not sure, for I have never found a fair maiden that is as elegant as I hope for. Only once did I get a girl, but that was a LONG time ago. *rambles on about his life*
To Norman and Lizzy: Same with Salutem. Appear more! Plus, try harder to find Mark and Vanessa! They have some rather interesting relationships and powers...
Norman: Powers? *excited* Really? What kind?
Lizzy: RELATIONSHIPS?! NO! I WANT TO BE THERE AND TALK TO THEM FIRST!
Well then! For next time, what kind of hard punishment will Lucas be receiving from Mark and company? Will it be enough for Mark to finally forgive Lucas for what he's done? And how will Mark be able to break it to Raven that he wants to be with Kelsey, and how will he break it to Kelsey that he really does love her? Will either of the talks go well at all?! Find out next chapter in VOiD! Find out next chapter in VOiD! But for now, this is Pastrinator64, and I'll see you later with chapter numbah twenty-three!
*throws sugar bomb, disappears in a cloud of fine white sugar*
Byyyyyeeeeee...
~Pastrinator64 [~]