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June 30th-Year, X781

Dust cleared across a part of land in a foreign place. As it disappeared two figures were revealed. The first was Lucy Heartfilia, the soon-to-be fourteen Celestial Spirit Mage, her blonde hair was tied up in a pony tail to keep it out of her sweat covered face with her eyes narrowed. Lucy had grown up plenty in three years as well; she was more mature, both physically and mentally, even only being fourteen she was filling out quite nicely is she did say so herself and with all the training she did with her spirits she was stronger too. She wore a shining sliver jacket, with yellow around the edges and on the cuffs. Beneath that she wore a plain white tee-shirt that with a blue heart outline on the front. She wore a yellow and white plaid skirt and a pair of white tennis shoes, as well as white thigh high socks with silver ruffles on the left and yellow ruffles on the right. At the other side, was Xaldin with two of his purple lances in each hand in a crouched position glaring intensely at his summoner.

After a few minutes of serious tension, the Organization member dismissed his weapons and crossed his arms after standing up straight, "That's enough for today Lucy. I must admit, you've gotten a lot better with using your Energy Make. Its seems you cannot be taken lightly anymore." He stated with a small smile.

That being said, Lucy slouched while sighing in relief before flopping her back on the ground, "I can't believe it's been three years already…" The heiress muttered to herself with a hand on her forehead.

For the last three years, Lucy has done nothing but train herself to her limits, courtesy to her sprits from another world. The processing of bonding with them has been…interesting to say at least.

Her trainers consisted with about four of her guardian angels. The first of which was Larxene, who earned her name as the Savage Nymph. She apparently enjoyed, other than Lucy and her colleges, making other people suffer. The more they hurt, the better in her words. But still she was such a good person to know in Lucy's opinion in the last few years, much like an older sister that the heiress never had. The older blonde was responsible for teaching her summoner how to achieve superhuman speed, agility and dexterity based skills for battle. The Nymph was skilled and ruthless in all sense, which is not a good combination to mess with.

Like she says, 'no pain no gain'.

Next was Lexaeus. The silent red head was intimidating to Lucy a few years back, almost to the point of tears. But now, to the young blonde, he was like a big teddy bear that give the faith she need to keep moving forward in her path as a mage. The Silent Hero was the powerhouse teacher, giving Lucy the ability to have power behind her attacks and even muscle out an opponent when the time came, though still preferred not to use her fists in battle. He also helped her with endurance which involved fist fights between them once in a while, in order for Lucy to take whatever attacks anyone could dish out on her, though she did still have her limits in that department.

…Yeah, you can see, that guy was brutal when it came to training.

Another trainer was Zexion enigma mystic was polite and patient with Lucy in her training. He taught the powers of Organization XIII, their strengths and weaknesses and so on. He had also been able to increase his student's magical levels until it was to his standards, which were above average. The Schemer also taught his summoner about the magic of the world, history and such…which was out of paranoia in his part. But hey, the world's a big place right?

Lastly, was the Lancer himself. Being the Organization's top combatant, he was responsible for keeping Lucy in top condition, making sure she doesn't slack in a fight. He was a bit uptight but was overall okay despite his personality. To Xaldin's summoner, he great person to know if you get pass the hardcore training methods he has. That and his big ol' eyebrows…

Back to the current situation, Lucy jumped up back onto her two feet, stretching her arms before turning back to her teacher, "In a little while, I'll be able to leave, right?" She asked with hope in her voice. The black haired male nodded, causing her to squeal in glee.

Lucy had grown up plenty in three years as well; she was more mature, both physically and mentally, even only being fourteen she was filling out quite nicely is she did say so herself. In addition to that, she seemed to be smarter than the average mage due to the endless nights of studying with Zexion made her quite the bookworm.

Then, there was her father…

Oh how she hated that man. She had started to drift away from her father over time, due to that argument over her being a nuisance and all. It had gotten to the point that she barely even said 'hello' to the man anymore, not that he even noticed due to his business and all. If he didn't want a daughter than fine, she'll walk her own path if that's the case.

Shaking her head out of her, the young mage smiled at the older man, "If that's the case, then I can't want to get my journey started!"

Xaldin raised an eye-brow, "Excited aren't we. If I were you, I'd be careful, you don't know what kind of people are there to get in your way." He stated.

"Well, it's those people you should be worried about. After all, I was trained by the best." She responded with a proud smirk which Xaldin returned.

"True. Well then, I'm off." He began to dematerialized and soon disappeared from sight. Sighing, Lucy put her hands in her pocket and began to walk on back to her household.

The Castle That Never Was, Celestial Sprit World

The only thoughts that Xenmas had as he stood by the window where Kingdom Hearts shined its light, completely incomprehensible to others. His thoughts were his own and it was these thoughts that allowed him to be the most powerful Nobody in existence (or nonexistence for that matter), these thoughts that could actually comprehend the whole of Nothingness, something that no other being, past or present has ever done. Even as a Celestial Spirit, he seemed to be superior to every being in the realm to the point where his existence seemed comparable to Seirei-o, who was a god in his own right. Xemnas always stared in the exact same spot, every time he standing by Kingdom Hearts or when he was sitting on his throne.

That spot that was currently held by Axel who had two color cards, one was holy green, while the other was pristine sapphire, "So boss, which one will it be?" He asked while holding the two cards up front of his face, causing Xemnas to rub his temples with one hand while the other had a brown clipboard.

"For the last time Axel, we're using platinum for the main color, like our keys and shields." He explained once more while gesturing to the metal on their shoulders, "Now, go and get the color!" He ordered and dismissed his collogue.

He turned to the other side of the room and immediately scowled, "And what in the hell are you doing Vexen!"

Said man turned from what he was doing, which was making what looked like Lucy with some kind of dress that showed of her curves and was holding some kind of orb in her hand that must have been her magic. All of which was made of ice.

Vexen's face scrunched up into a frown at the question and brought up his arms, as if he was introducing something, "Isn't this what you have asked superior? I was making something…"

"…that wasn't following my instructions." The leader finished while rubbing his temples, "Just what were you thinking."

"But this is just as good! This sculpture captures the essence of Lucy's magic! How the world will be putty in her hands once she reaches her true potential! And with us by her side, no one could dare stand in her way as she brings forth a new utopia of magic!"

"…Vexen, she's only going to be fourteen, how's do you propose she's going understand that by just looking at a sculpture?" Hearing that, the scientist had the decency to look sheepish causing Xenmas to sigh, "Just give her angel wings and she'll be happy. That's what all females think of themselves anyways." He stated as if that was a fact.

Then without warning, he fired a quick shot of unstable energy from his fingers, the energy collided with the statue before exploding into chunks of ice, "Start over." He said simply before turning his back on Vexen.

Vexen mumbled under his breath, "Fuckin' asshole."

"What was that?", Xemnas asked over his shoulder.

Scared, Vexen said, "Oh, nothing Superior".

"That's what I thought."

Walking over to the couch, the silver haired man looked at the decorated curtains…and quickly tore them off, "This. Is. Wool! I said silk people! Who the hell uses wool at a birthday party?" he demanded out loud. If you're wondering what he's ranting about, it's about Lucy's birthday party, which was tomorrow and currently the Organization was putting together the last strings of the party. Hopefully, with this party, Lucy will learn that her spirits will support no matter what and she will FINALLY leave on her long awaited journey.

Hopefully.

In the Hall of Empty Melodies

While Xenmas was hollering, Xion, and Larxene were putting up decorations for where the actual partying was going to be placed. Being alone, the lone females had the chance to talk about female stuff.

"Have you ever wondered how everybody's hair seems out of the ordinary?" Questioned Xion as she bent down to get another letter to put on the red poster above. With a hand glowing with Light, she brought the letter to that hand, until it absorbed it and began to glow as bright as the Light it absorbed before she placed it onto the poster with other glowing letters."

Larxene shrugged while cutting up some lettuce with her knives. Normally, this would be Xaldin's job, since he was the official cook of the group as well as the enforcer, but since he was training with Lucy, it was up to her to do the job. Though, the only reason they were having lettuce was because said girl was always watching her weight and rarely had anything fatting that would destroy her developing yet desirable figure. Hence why the food in the party will be mostly organic. Mostly.

"You say that because, your practically the only out of all of use that has normal hair. "Start with Xemnas. Although me and Axel have stolen his hair gel millions of times, he still has those hair- I dunno- mini wings on the side of his head. And his hair is silver, not white, not platinum blonde, but silver."

Xion forced back a smile, turning back to the blonde woman. "And his hair's all shiny too...so shiny it sometimes burns my eyes..."

The Nymph ticked off his fingers. "Xigbar. Pirate-surfer-grandfather guy. Geez, hair's already graying, and he thinks 'oh, dude, this is so cool!', then ponytails it. Xaldin, creepy! He hasn't washed his dreadlocks since last Tuesday. Vexen gives new meaning to 'dirty blonde hair'-"

"Don't be so evil, he says it's because his experiments have taken a toll on his naturally shampoo-commercial-worthy locks-"

"Cripes, Xion," she paused, her green eyes wide at her. "How'd you know that?"

She blushed, Vexen had actually said, er, slurred that out when he and Luxord had too much too drink… never mind."

She shrugged. "Lexaeus. Don't tell him I told you, or for that matter, don't tell anyone, but I once caught him with curlers. That's how he gets that wavy-sticking up-hairdo."

"And how exactly did you catch him with curlers?"

She blushed, much like how she had earlier. "I'll tell you my secrets if you tell me yours," she said haltingly, as if the very memory itself frightened her.

"You wish."

Larxene stuck out her tongue. "Zexion- with all that hair hanging down his face, I'd bet he's got a serious case of acne hidden."

"But he always tries to brush them back, you know..." She tapped her chin thoughtfully. "He's still looking for scissors."

"Well, he should borrow a pair from Saïx, he should be finished with trimming his split ends. Blue hair, Xion! Why the heck does he have blue hair?"

"Light blue hair," she pointed out. "And I'm next in line for the scissors, I think I've got a very bad case of split ends right here."

"Whatever. Demyx-"

"You missed a number," Larxene said offhandedly, splitting a split end and her tongue curled over her upper lip, just like everytime she had to concentrate, and splitting a hair to the end is very hard to do. "Saïx's seven, Demyx is nine...

"Saïx is seven, Demyx is nine...

"Wow...you do know how to count," she smirked, crossing his arms. The black haired teen resisted the urge to lift up the box of letters and hurl it at her fellow female.

"You just don't want to insult your boyfriend," she said softly and snickered, making sure Larxene didn't hear her.

"Are you saying something?"

"I said, Axel looks like his head's always on fire, the way his hair sticks up." She rolled her eyes. "And the color, jeez- it sometimes looks like a flaming porcupine crawled onto his head and died," Xion muttered under her breath, as if scared the pyro might suddenly jump her out of the shadows.

"You are such a traitor, Xion," she laughed, flipping and antenna over her shoulder then drawing it back again as she examined her look in the mirror known as a punch bowl. Xion laughed too.

"I sometimes am, you know. So anyway, Demyx. He calls it a mullet, I call it a bad haircut... Luxord, ew, d'you know he's the one who uses that hair wax thing the Superior made me buy during grocery-shopping?" She made a face.

"So that's why his hair is always so...slicked back," her forehead wrinkled, disgusted at the thought of what Luxord's hair would actually feel like. "Yeah, ew."

"Oh, the big one-Marluxia. We still don't know whether his hair's pink, brown, or pink-brown, or-"

"Don't say pink, say a really, really light shade of red, or he'll cut your head off."

"One dangerously pink scythe against a Keyblade? Hell no," she scratched her head. "And the pink petals...ha!"

She cut off a stray lock of hair. "Those sakura petals are razor sharp," she said, eyeing Xion through the glass, punch bowl mirror. "You've never been on his angry side, have you?"

"Nope. At least, not yet," Xion murmured, now running a hand through her bangs before bending to pick up another letter.

However, a rumbling from the ground interrupted that process. The floor beside Xion exploded to reveal Virgo in all her glory with some kind of item in her right hand, "Virgo, what do you think your doing!" demanded Xion, taking a step back from the intruder.

Said maid bow down in shame in front of her, "Forgive me my mistress. But I am here to talk about the birthday of your mistress." She explained causing Xion to raise an eye-brow.

"Oh really?"

Virgo nodded, "Hai. From experience, on the day of birth of a summoned they expect the gift and since she is important to you, I went and-"

Her rambling fell on deaf eyes when she reached the word 'gift', causing Xion panic. 'Oh. My. God! I actually forgot to get Lucy a gift!' she thought wildly. How could actually forget a gift on her summoner's birthday?! This was not good. Not good at all. From what she heard from Axel, that's what the person of the day really came for in their own party; birthday gifts. How the hell was she supposed to go there empty handed?

The raven haired girl had no time to ponder on that when she noticed an item presented in front of her. It as a handle, thus possessing a simple, cylindrical form, with a dark central part and lighter edges; the lower one is covered in stud-like ornaments and had a small rope hanging from it, to which a star-shaped pendant was attached, "What is this?" Xion asked in awe at the design.

"This, my lady, is the River of Stars of the Eridanus Constellation, also known as Fleuve d'étoiles (River of Stars). It's a whip made so that your mistress doesn't have to waste magical power in battle." She explained shortly, hoping it would please her master.

Still stunned at the weapon, the keyblade wieldier took it her hands just as an idea popped into her head, 'Maybe I can give this to Lucy for her birthday and say its from Virgo and me!' she planned quickly.

Sure, it sounded wrong for her to actually do this kind of thing, but hey, what else was she suppose to do? Tell Lucy she didn't get her anything?

"T-Thanks Virgo, I'll be sure to give this to Lucy." Xion stuttered, still wrestling with her thoughts. Which were cut off, when Virgo bent over revealing her white panties, making her master's face beet red, "W-What are you doing?!"

"Please punish me master." The pink haired maid begged, "I must be punished for nearly giving you a heart attack!" she demanded while shaking her juicy rear from side to side, making Xion's face redder.

No really knowing what to do in this type of situation, the blue eyed teen could only call the only person who can help her at this point, "Larxene!" She shouted for the blonde Nymph but not loud enough for Virgo to hear her.

The other older female turned around to see Xion's frantic, embarrassed face with a Virgo bent down. Confused, she walked over to the scene. But before she could ask, Xion cut her off, "Do something! She wants me to punish her for nothing!"

"Punish?" Larxene questioned before her trade-mark smirk made its way to her mouth, "I don't completely understand the situation but when it comes to pain I'm game!" she exclaimed.

In a burst of electricity, one of her eight knives appeared in her hand as she thrusted forward. She stabbed Virgo's ass and as soon as it connected electricity enveloped Virgo causing her to scream. However, instead of screams of pain, it was…moans of ecstasy?

"AAHHH, MORE MISTERESS, MORE!" Virgo moaned out as she felt lighting surging through her body.

"Tch." Larxene took out with a frown on her face, "Great, a masochist." she hissed with great distaste.

Xion's head tilted in curiosity," What's a masochist?"

"Someone who enjoys pain."

"Wait?! Who enjoys being hurt?!"

"I know, right!?" If there was one type of person Larxene hated, it was the masochist. More pain for someone meant more fun for her. So just how the hell was she supposed to enjoy herself if someone actually enjoys the pain?

"Oh cram this!" She exclaimed before marching off with her feet stomping the ground.

"Wait! Where are you going?!" Xion called out.

"To find Demyx!" Larxene responded before disappearing from the area. Maybe watch him ran for his life with pure fear will make her feel better…

The youngest female looked back at Virgo for a few seconds before deciding to tippy toe out of the area too with Virgo knowing. Soon enough, Virgo was the only one left in the Halls of Empty Melodies.

And was still bent down.

With Demyx, Zexion, Lexaeus

Demyx felt a cold shiver run down his spine as he walked through the market place of this world, which Lexaeus noticed, "Getting a cold?"

The Nocturne shook his head, "No. But I think someone's talking about me…"

He, Zexion, and Lexaeus were in the market place trying find more decorations for Lucy's birthday party and soon enough, they found a market place for all kinds of events.

"Well then, let's get started, shall we?" Stated Zexion as they stepped inside the store. The trio looked around to see the store was filled with all kinds of items.

Splitting up from the group, Zexion found the food ideal and gained a thoughtful look, "Mmm, I could get some chicken for the party. But, then again, Lucy is watching her weight." He mused to himself while walking down the area. Lucy was very jealous of the fact that they could eat anything they wanted and not get any fatter. Celestial Spirit or not, that is just unfair to her.

Hey, they didn't make the rules here.

His thoughts were cut off by a sight caught by his aqua eyes. In front of him, was a stand with that a bag of what looked like mushrooms with a sign above that read 'Shrooms'.

His eyes shifted left and right to make sure nobody was watching him while a debate formed in his made. Should he do it? Should he actually buy sweet, sweet relief when he should be using his money to celebrate his summoner's birthday?

'Well, it has been a while…' The Schemer decided while turning his head to make sure no one was seeing what he was doing. He quickly snatched a bag then dashed to the cash register quickly. He dropped the bag on the counter and brought out his wallet.

"I would like to buy this bag please." Zexion stated without looking at the cashier, because his head was still looking around for anyone who can't mind their own business.

"My, my sir. Are scared by the fact that someone might catch buying illegal drugs?" Stated a charming and alluring voice that resembled an Egyptian, which sounded female.

"First of all lady, shrooms are not drugs, it grows naturally from the earth. You'd actually have to do stuff to it, in order to make it a drug." The steel haired man stated in a matter-of-fact tone, "And second of all, if it's so illegal then why does this story sell it?" he challenged.

"True. But we sell it because its popular to junkies and emos like you."

"Hey!" He shouted before turning on his heel to meet a fairly attractive woman, "I am not an emo! If anything, I'm a bookworm." He responded while eyeing his accuser. She was a curvaceous woman with dark hair tied in an ox horn style. Her attire consisted of a regular work out-fit which was a blue and black striped shirt, which did nothing to hide the size of her chest which was about Aquarius's size, and brown pants. On her feet were a simple of white sneakers with her head is dressed with a zigzagged headband. Concealing her lower face is another cloth that bears her sign, tied around her head with her eyes being a light brown color. Overall, she looked very beautiful to Zexion.

The Egyptian woman put a hand on her hip with a small smile tugging her lips, "Oh really? Then what's with the bang?"

"I only have this because I was born with it!"

The brown eyed woman made a humming noise before finally checking out the bag, "Okay, that'll be 1o jewels Mr.?"

"Zexion." He answered simply while stuffing the money into the cashier's hand. He quickly turned around, only to meet the huge form of a black coat.

Slowly, Zexion raised his head to meet the unyielding face of Lexaeus, whose left hand a huge bag of decorations. His blue, unmoving eyes looked down at Zexion before shaking his head, "Really Zexion? Really? I thought you broke the habit already man." Stated the ginger whose voice was laced with disappointment.

"Hey, give me a break man! I have needs too!" Zexion defended.

"So you're a junkie, not an emo…" Mused the voice of the casher.

"Quiet you!"

"Oh wait, you forgot you recite!"

Groaning in frustration, the Schemer stomped to the dark skinned lady, snatched the recite and marched back to his companion, "Just get Demyx already and leave this place." He commanded, much to Lexaeus' confusion.

"Wait, I thought he was with you?"

The young spirit opened his mouth before sighing, "He left us, didn't he?" Of course he did. This was Demyx they were talking about after all," Even in another life, he's a slacker…"

"Let just find him before the end of the day." The ginger stated before they two men left the store.

Zexion decided to take the time to check the recite, just in case that cashier ripped him off. Yes, he was paranoid, got a problem with that?

However, at the bottom of the price, his aqua eyes stopped and saw writing that was meant for him which read:

'By the way handsome, the name's Libra and I would like to conversant with some more again…soon.'

After that sentence, there was a number with a sensual wink at the side, leaving Zexion blushing slightly. Who knew he was cool with the ladies?

With Demyx

Number IX himself at the moment has entered a coast line where he decided to spent his time for now. He just didn't feel the whole shopping vibe right now, even though it was for Lucy.

Demyx walked up to the ocean with his boots removed, letting the wet sand go in-between his toes. Stretching a little bit, he began to take in the lovely sight of the blue sea as its waves moved back and forth and the sky filled with pink hues surrounded by white, fluffy clouds, "Ya know, sometimes I have to go and not see dark clouds of despair waiting to disappear into nothing." He muttered to himself.

Feeling a little need for music, the dirty blonde man raised his right arm into the air and focused on his element. Streams of water began to rise up from the ocean, focusing into his hand. Once he had gathered enough of his element it transformed, and Demyx closed his hand around the familiar neck of his trusty blue and yellow sitar.

The Nocturne began to his sway hips back and forth into the mood of the scenery, while playing his sitar in the same matter and started to sing…or in this case, spit some fire.

"Tropical vibe, coconut milk and shaved ice
My so glow with the low cut
No jheri curl, jerry rice
Boogie board on the rip tide
Parasail and deep dive, don't think twice
Your little baby bone boy killin' me
Swearin' he's grown and he's got that skill
But he ain't swim with that blue whale
I ain't swim with that hoe neither
Earl said that world real
Sit back and watch the water
Hope the monster don't wag his tail
And send that big wave over while
I'm showin off my pirate girl
To the baddies walkin' by me"

Behind the number IX, was a certain figure, who watched behind the rocks on the beach as Demyx continued to strum his sitar, smile, sing and dance. He was moving around to the beat, completely in his own happy world.

"Showin' skin because it's nothin'
My little brother servin' molly
Because that bill due Monday
And my passport's buried
And my home town flooded
With just a little bit of water
But my shoes still muddy

And if I ever have a daughter
I wonder what I could call her?
Nine months after I fuck on the beach
I guess I call her Karma
Copped a jet ski with the booster seat
I'm kidding but I'm ballin'
Just playin' but I'm serious
I'm wit it and I'm wildin'"

"So deep…" Stated the figure who leaned forward to listen better to the lyrics. Unfortunately, they leaned over too much and fell forward on their face into the sand. Which was enough for Demyx to stop playing his music and turn around to see the source of the noise.

"Whose there?" He demanded, preparing to battle in case it was an enemy.

"S-Sorry!" Apologized a voice that was squeaky to a certain degree, which seemed to be coming from the floor. The Nocturne's eyes landed on a girl who seemed to be about a year or less younger than him. She had strawberry blonde waist length hair that had curls at the end, and wears a pink bonnet on top of her head. Her cheeks had round blush marks, and wore a long dress with heart prints by her waist. On her feet were looked like brown leather shoes on her feet. But two characteristics made her stand apart; she had a pair of small white wings and a large harp on her back. She seemed to be rubbing her head on her knees with one of her black eyes closed and pouted at her misfortune which added to the cute factor that she emitted.

"Ummm, is there something I can help you with?" The seemly older blonde asked, not really knowing what to say at this point. His fellow blonde tilted her hand for a second before squeaking and blushing cutely before getting on her two feet.

"How rude of me! Allow me to introduce myself, my name is Lyra, and you are?"

"Demyx."

Nodding happily, the newly named Lyra continued, "Nice to meet you Demyx-san. As for what I'm doing here, weeeeeelllllll." She blushed once more, looked down and began to lean her feet back and forth, "I was walking home when I heard a wonderful noise here. I came and leaned forward and well…here we are." The young blonde explained rather short while still looking at the ground."

Demyx smiled, happy for once, someone actually thought of his music to be good instead of a racket," Well, its great to hear that a pretty girl like yourself likes my music." he thanked, clearly not processing his words. At this, the girl blushed again but also thought of what was going on inside the blonde boy's head.

"Oh so you think I'm beautiful..." the girl said stepping closer to the boy making him sweat a bit.

"Ummm…" He began to say until a oh so familiar voice interrupted.

"There you are, you slacker!"

Looking behind Lyra and much to his horror was a fuming Zexion. Panicking, the mullet blonde stumbled back only to meet something hard. His eyes traveled upwards to see the stalwart known as Lexaeus right behind him, who had his eyes narrowed at him with what looked like a bag of party items in his left hand, "L-Lexaeus! I can ex-"

Before he could make an excuse, the Silent Hero picked him up by his hooded up to eye level with his free hand, "No time for your petty excuses, we need to prepare for Lucy's birthday party." He stated simply before turning to his side and began to march on back to the Castle That Never Was, with Zexion jogging to catch up to them.

"Demyx-san!" He heard as he looked back to see the cute form of Lyra waving happily goodbye to him, "Let's meet again soon and maybe then we can play together!" She suggested cheerfully.

"I hope your happy now Demyx." Scolded Zexion, "Now we're late for the final preparations for Lucy's party! You know, for once in your life, you could-"

Unknown to him as he lectured on, Demyx wasn't paying much attention to him. His mind was on the new friend he made this day.

Yo! Hope you guys liked this chapter. Now, for those wondering why I switched Roxas with Xion and why this story isn't being updated, do not panic. Just go to my profile and click on my new story 'Shinobi of Twilight' it'll answer most of your questions.

Also, I have FINALLY updated my 'Legend That Never Was' story which will be possibly my most epic story if I do say so myself.

Heads up, this story probably won't be updated for a while because of the other stories I'm working on, sooooooo...yeah.

Finally: HAPPY SUMMER TO YOU ALL!