Hey guys...if anyone is still with me. I know its been a while since I last updated. I've just been bogged with school, soccer, life in general....So yeah I was determined to get a chapter finished during winter break, so bear with me guys!!!

Disclaimer: I own Star Ocean when Rudolph's nose turns black


Chapter 12: War

After they entered the palace once again, they sat themselves on the table on the balcony as before. Fayt sat down and was a lot calmer than before, and was eating some eggs, hash browns and some sort of Expellian Bacon. Mirage welcomed Ophelia to take a seat opposite from her.

"So Ophelia, I'm glad that you reached Expel in time for our meeting with the king tomorrow. Why weren't you sure if you could make it on time?" Mirage asked.

"Those Nedians have Tetragenesis blockaded, I was lucky to escape. My father created a distraction long enough for my ship, the Divine Vengeance, to escape. I…I…feel embarrassed to ask, but I will need your assistance before we fly against the Nedians. We must save my people first." Ophelia didn't look up and kept her eyes fixed on her shoes.

Fayt stopped eating his food and looked over at Ophelia. "Don't worry we'll help you," he blurted at her.

"Thank you Fayt, don't be embarrassed Ophelia. We'll do everything to help you, our goal is to eradicate this threat, so we must do everything to win, one step at a time. Be sides Tetragenesis can refine Neon gas in a way to increase the firepower of our ships. So its both personal and business, don't feel embarrassed at all!" Mirage said reassuringly.

"Th-Thank you," she replied. Fayt gave her a quick warm smile and continued to eat his food. Fayt quietly left the table and wandered around the palace. He left the dining hall and took a right. He trekked down the long hall and passed an opening on the side of the hall. He went through it and found himself in a garden.

The garden was very well kept and a multitude of native plants to Expel were grown and handsomely maintained. The garden extended to outside the palace. He walked out towards the maze of plants. There were also a two people dining on a small table. Probably, part of the royal family.

I could get lost out here, these shrubs are so high, it looks like some sort of maze. The royal family probably takes walks or 'morning tea' here. Ahh who cares, I'm so messed up right now anyways. Maria…I miss you, just hold on, I'm going to save you. I promise. He heard a twig break behind him, and he spun around. It was just Ophelia.

"W-what are you doing here Ophelia, did you need something from me?" Fayt asked sincerely.

"No, its just that you kinda left the breakfast table abruptly and I just wanted to talk, I guess."

"Umm…ok so what do you want to talk about?"

"I dunno…why do you look so depressed?"

"Well…its complicated, and kinda difficult to explain. And kinda embarrassing," he stammered. He began to pace back and forth.

"Did you lose someone important to you?" she asked innocently.

"Y-yeah, I lost my friend Maria, they took her. We…we were pretty close…I just miss her I guess."

"Oh, well don't worry you have me now…" He looked up at her like she was crazy. "No!!! I mean like you have our help now, being Tetragenesis and its navy…I mean we'll get her back, I promise!" she said enthusiastically

"Oh, of course…I'm sorry…we should head back…Mirage will probably want to talk to us or something."

"Yeah…how do we get outta here?"

"No clue, we'll just have to wing it," Fayt said and they began to walk down one shrub-hall.


Hmmm. Where could those two be? Man Fayt could be scoring some serious…wait no, he wouldn't he is head over heels for Maria. Man that kid is crazy sometimes. He'd probably tear apart the universe for her…he probably could too, I'm not even kidding. Oh! There they are...they're together? Nah…

"Hey Cliff!!!" Fayt yelled. Cliff waved a hand at him and motioned for him to walk over.

"Hey you two, havin' a date?" Cliff asked bemusedly.

"N-No!!" Fayt exclaimed. Ophelia blushed and let out a short scoff.

"Haha, I'm just playin, Mirage sent me to look for you two. She said the king pushed our meeting forward. We're meeting him in an hour; we're meeting with the Aldians and Vendeeni first."

"Well that's my cue to leave, I gotta change. Where are we meeting up Cliff?"

"We're meeting up in the Conference Wing, Room 16."

"Gotcha, later Fayt, Cliff." She walked past them and continued down the hall.

"So what were you two doing??" Cliff asked slyly.

"Nothing!!" he yelled as he punched Cliff in the face.

"Ooof!!!!" he grunted as he fell to the floor. Fayt sighed and picked him up and carried him to his room.


"So Fayt are you ready for this?" Cliff asked him. He looked at himself in the mirror and smiled. Damn I'm sexy. Cliff started flexing and his dress shirt wrinkled and tightened around his biceps.

"Stop that Cliff, its weird. And of course, why wouldn't I be ready to talk to our allies?"

"Well, I just wanna be sure you don't feel tempted to blow them up or something," he said seriously. He pulled himself away from the mirror and looked at him seriously. "Look you gotta be behaved alright? You are an ambassador for Earth, essentially."

"Look who's talking you are more likely to get angry at them than me!!"

"Ahh I might have a temper, but I am more used to controlling it," he smiled smugly

"Ahh shut up, let's go!" he snapped at him. The two clambered down the hall and spotted Albel, Nel and Adray sitting at a table in the dining hall.

"Wow, I never thought I'd see Adray in a shirt…or Albel in male clothing," he sneered. Albel was wearing a red dress shirt. "Nel, you are quite gorgeous as usual," he said suavely.

"Oh stop Cliff!!" Nel teased, as if charmed.

"I'll pretend I didn't hear that maggot," Albel whispered. He began licking his claw. Cliff cringed and took a step back.

"Hmm I kinda like clothes maybe I'll start wearing them more often," Adray butted in. Everyone sighed and then they continued down to the Conference Hall of the palace. They entered a big round room with a high ceiling. It had a dome top like many of Earth's old churches. They spotted the door with the number 16 in big brass numbers.

Cliff pushed the door open and revealed a long table. Funny, all the conference rooms all look the same. The only outstanding feature was the bottle green books that lined the bookshelves against the wall of the room. Mirage sat on the end with the Aldian and Vendeeni on either side of her. A guard stood against each wall. One Aldian, one Vendeeni. Their stoic faces unchanging, holding their rifles tightly against their chests.

"Tough crowd," Cliff jested. Mirage merely looked up at them and kind of nodded disapprovingly at Cliff.

Fayt sighed. Right I'd be the one to say something out of line.

"I'm just kidding. How do you do Captain, Commander. I am Cliff Fittir interim leader of the recently reformed Quark. I'm sure my assistant Mirage has informed you of our situation with our true leader," Cliff finished grimly.

The man with the brown beard and old wrinkled face spoke. "Yes Captain Fittir, we are aware of the circumstances. I am Captain Gordon, commander of the remnant Aldian fleet. We have defected from the Nedian controlled Aldia. Our government has been destroyed and we wish to help you place a new Galactic Order." The man spoke very smooth and eloquently. His voice was rich and accented and he looked as if the number of years he had lived surpassed what he looked like.

"As my comrade Commander Gordon said, always reluctant to take up his new title, we will assist you in every way possible. I am Commander Wifra, Commander of the remnant Vendeeni fleet. Our ships are yours, our fates are intertwined now." She spoke very airy and mysterious. Her voice was very unlike the hateful voices of the Vendeeni they had encountered. They were accustomed to the harsh male tones of the Vendeeni soldiers. Her voice actually seemed kind and understanding.

Fayt slowly entered the room past Cliff and stopping in front of the two commanders. They both eyed him mysteriously, as if trying to spot something extraordinary. After all these two figures were given orders to capture him in the past.

"Mr. Leingod," Commander Gordon said curtly. He offered his hand. Fayt stared at it for a while and was about to just walk away. Cliff looked over and had a cautious look on his face. Fayt just smiled and extended his hand.

"Pleasure to meet you sir, let's save the universe, shall we?" Fayt said casually. He shook Commander Wifra's hand second then took a seat next to Cliff. The two looked stunned for a second, but quietly took their seats afterwards.

"So, Captain Fittir where are we going to start?" Commander Gordon asked.

Cliff suddenly lost his goofy look on his face, "Erm- I'm sure my dowdy assistant Mirage has all the details, ah yes Mirage!!" he stuttered. Everyone sighed and scoffed at him.

"Well Commander Gordon, everything is proceeding quite well. Sitting to my right is our representative from Tetragenesis, Miss Ophelia Fuller. I'll allow her to describe to you her situation as I organize the rest of my notes," Mirage said as she pulled a load of papers from her briefcase.

"Ah, well yes, as you know Tetragenesis is currently under blockade by the Nedian threat. We will need to eradicate the Nedian threat before we can aid in the attack. Also my spies have encompassed some new information about our enemy. It seems that the leader of this movement is growing in power. New reports from areas of rebellion show 3 or 4 more of these godlike creatures wreaking havoc out there," she paused and pulled out her datafile, and pressed a button. The cube shaped data thingy produced an image of a red-haired man and 6 others.

"As you all know from numerous data reports from your own sources, the red-haired one is believed to be the leader. Now originally they were only three, but now its confirmed there are 3 more reigning terror. Now we have no idea as to how they came to being, why they weren't there in the beginning or maybe they were delayed. The point is they are here now, and they are our problem. One of the many we will face along the way to try to achieve success," she said.

"Now Commander Gordon, I trust you have some info to share us about our current strategic outlook, and how our forces stack up," she finished.

"Ahem-yes thank you currently we have about 20,000 ships gathered…." Commander Gordon began to read off a long list of military statistics. Fayt leaned over to Cliff and began to talk.

"Psst, hey Cliff, I recognize the guy in the green armor…he was the one that got away with Maria," Fayt whispered.

"Hey, yeah you're right…that's kinda creepy, we knew the Nedians were all linked together…but man. I guess you gotta know your enemies huh?"

"I'll say, whatever we'll talk more later, Commander Gordon is finishing up," Fayt said.

"…So we have a considerably large attack force, if it'll be sufficient to take them down is arguable…to say the least. But, from my personal experience and expertise I believe we have the power to eradicate this threat. I'm confident we have a good chance, that is all,"Gordon finished.

"Well is that all?" Mirage asked. Commander Wifra shook her head in approval and checked her notes to see if Gordon had missed anything, she shook her head and agreed everything was in order.

"Ok, I think we've covered everything we need to let's all get up and get ready for the conference with the Expellian King.


"Hail King Elmond XVI, the Just!!!!" a man in the Grand Hall bellowed.

"Hail King Elmond," other men in the hall chorused. The party entered the chamber. It was a long stone chamber, with pillars lining the sides, and a handsome red carpet leading to the throne.

At the end of the room was a huge golden throne with a old wizened looking man sitting on it. King Elmond was indeed old and had a long, flowing white beard, but his eyes definitely possessed a fire. And the years had not kindled the fire, it looked as if it was still burning. He wore glasses, and upon further inspection he had emerald eyes. He wore a deep blood red cape and a golden tunic underneath it. A richly decorated crown adorned his head, decked with huge green emeralds and red rubies. His advisors sat to his left and right quietly discussing and shooting disapproving glances at the party.

The group walked up to the throne, but were commanded to stop 20 paces away from the throne's base. King Elmond stood up. He possessed a big booming voice. "Friends! Welcome to Expel, in this dire time of misery. I would have wished to meet under different circumstances… I will be direct and will not waste your time. We will aid you in this time of need," he said simply.

Everyone was silent for a while and felt dumbstruck, things were actually going right for a change. Mirage cleared her throat. "Erm-thank you sir, I'm sure you will need to see our plans and discuss things, but we can plan that at a later time-," she stopped. King Elmond was approaching them. He was looking curiously at Fayt.

"Fayt Leingod, I presume?" the old man asked.

"Err yeah, I mean yes your majesty!!!!!!!" he said and took a quick bow.

"Its quite alright dear boy, I just needed a better look at you. You remind me of an old friend of mine…you posess a sort of aura about you. And a king does hear things. You are the reason I changed my mind about joining up with you guys," he said. He began to pace around his hall curiously. This king was quite eccentric…different to say the least.

"Me? What did I do?" Fayt asked curiously.

"I heard you were the one that drove back the evil Nedians…and you protected my people from certain enslavement. A king must recognize such good deeds, and your friends, they aided you in fighting them. You are good people trying to change the universe we live in. And like I said good deeds must be recognized, and I believe in your cause," he ended. He walked back to his throne and sat on it, he smiled.

"Thank you your majesty, we won't betray your trust," Fayt replied.

"I know you won't. So anyways Miss Koas, back to business. My people will summon you when we will meet to discuss the situation and so you can inform me about everything that is going on. Until then, relax, we have quite a journey ahead of us."

"Thank you, your majesty, we'll be waiting for your summons," Mirage said. And with that the group bowed and turned around to exit the Grand Hall.

"Ahem-Fayt, will you stay back?" King Elmond asked.

The others shot him inquisitive looks but he just shrugged. He waved goodbye to them and strode toward the king. Mirage looked on shrewdly and pulled Cliff back.

"Watch over him, King Elmond may be nice, but we don't know if we can trust him…completely. And Fayt is our greatest hope," she whispered in his ear. Cliff nodded and hung back and walked towards Fayt. Nel and Albel also looked on shrewdly but dismissed it.

"Fayt, my boy, I wish to show you something; that might greatly interest you," the King said graciously.

"Well, I am honored you want to show it to me, lead the way your majesty," Fayt said. The king beamed and led him to a door on the side branching off from the Grand Hall. Cliff looked on curiously; he decided to follow them down the hall quietly…well as quiet as he could be.

Damn it, she should've sent Nel or Albel to track these two. I'm as stealthy as a bat in a bright soundproofed room. He thought, he shrugged and walked down the hall.


Maria opened her eyes, still mounted on that monstrous machine as before, Sophia was hung right next to her, and she looked horrible. There were heavy shadows under her eyes, her skin was quite pale almost a sickly color.

How long has it been since he first used this machine? She looked around and didn't see anyone. The room was plain, same as before, nothing different. It was empty, and was quite strange, and eerie.

Suddenly she heard footsteps on the other side of the hall. She closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep. The people walked in, it was Indalecio and his motley crew of men. But she noticed 3 new faces, making 6 in total.

"Men! We are here to discuss the rebellion uprising on Tetragenesis, it is unacceptable. They are resisting our forces and we must crush them. Shigeo, Marsilio, Ruprecht; I'm sending you three with our finest garrison of troops to enforce the failing garrison on Tetragenesis. With that massive show of strength, they will no doubt give up. They have no hopes of defeating three of us with their feeble weapons," Indalecio spat. He was teething with anger. He kicked his cabinet of fine china just to vent some anger.

"Boss, what about King Nede, we can't overthrow him if we're gone," Jyril asked.

"We'll deal with him when they get back!! I mean those puny Tetragenians have no chance of even lasting 10 seconds with us!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" he yelled. He was pumped with rage and sat down, before he blew up. Maria began to giggle under her breath.

"Ahh, sir it seems our guest is awake," Marsilio hissed, like a snake. Indalecio laughed and peered over.

"Round two," he said menacingly. He jumped across the room and went to the machine's computer and activated it again. Once again the immediate pain hit Maria, and Sophia began to scream again. They both screamed hard and then fell unconscious. In the chamber on the side smoke bellowed out and the mechanical hissing sounds came to a halt. Two figures could be seen in the smoke. "Welcome back, Nicolus and Vesper." Indalecio's smirk turned into a evil grin and he began to laugh maniacally. He walked towards the doors. "I'll make the preparations for your departure men." He couldn't stop laughing down the hall. "Oh Jyril, we must also talk about your friends from Elicoor II…"

"Yes sir…" Jyril replied menacingly.


"Where are we going your majesty?" Fayt asked. They had been walking down the hall for a while now. It felt as if they were descending downwards. It was getting cold and damp too, the ceiling was lined with some fungus and the air was moist. Finally they reached the end, a dead-end. At the end was some sort of altar. There was a large dragon head sticking out the wall.

King Elmond took off his crown and placed it in the dragon's mouth. There was a loud crack and the door opened up. It revealed a deep cave and a path that led upward. They passed through the doorway, and Fayt was dumbstruck. To their left was a huge golden dragon. It was easily as big as the entire palace. There was also a flowing river of lava on the side that amazingly did not flow towards them.

"That is the ancient Expellian dragon, he is as old as the planet. He guards our most prized treasure…the sword of one of our most fabled heroes. One of the heroes that vanquished the 10 Wise Men the first time around," he finished. He gestured Fayt to ascend up the path. He couldn't quite tell what was at the top, but he assumed it was the sword King Elmond was referring to. King Elmond slowly followed him up. The dragon was still asleep and lay there like a delicate statue.

Fayt reached the top and found an altar. On it was a sword with a crystal clear blade. But its hilt had a simple elegant design. It was a double edged sword, its hilt was wrapped with suede to give its wielder the ultimate grip and comfort. Its sheath lay next to it. Simple black, nothing fancy, but the strap had numerous diamonds embedded in it.

Upon further inspection the clear blade had runes inscribed into it. It must have been an ancient Expellian dialect…but no…it was familiar. They were symbological symbols. After looking at it for a while he realized it said 'destroyer'.

"You can read it can't you?" King Elmond asked seriously.

"Er…yeah, wait how did you know?"

"Your father and I were friends; he told me all about his 'project' and told me to look after you if he died. I only learned of his death 2 weeks ago, after the Executioners disappeared. Originally the runes just gave the sword peculiar properties, it can't break or dent. It is just coincidence that the destruction symbol on the sword is the equal to the gene imbedded in your genetic code. With your powers, who knows what the sword is capable of? So I know about your…condition, I can't imagine how it must feel," he said sincerely.

"Coincidence? I think not; I believe its fate. Still this sword is incredible; I did need a new weapon anyhow. And I have a feeling it won't break even if I juice it up with a jillion watts of energy."

"That it won't, it is made of crystal gemenite, native to Expel. This material is able to absorb near an infinite amount of energy. We refine it with a special ore and then adapt it to different uses. They include our Hyperion Cannons; the armor plating on our ships…power crystals for our guns, the list is endless. In this case we used it for a sword, considering the times back then. It will never break, neither will it scratch or be notched, as I said before."

"Wow…" Fayt picked up the sword and the blade lit up. It became an ethereal blue and hummed with power whenever he sliced the air.

"I didn't expect that but as I said the possibilities are endless," King Elmond said in awe. He opened his mouth as if to speak again, but shut it. "Come, I expect your friends are waiting for you, we have been gone for awhile."

Fayt nodded and sheathed his new sword. He buckled the sheath to his waist, the usual style he did it. They exited the chamber, the golden dragon oblivious to the whole scene.


Mirage and the rest of the group were lounging in the Palace Courtyard; she was reading some paper, describing the New Nedian Empires' latest affairs. The headline read, "King Nede voted Man of the Year!!". She threw the paper away in disgust.

Suddenly a man came yelling through the door. "The Nedians!!!!!!!!! They've come back!!!" Nel leapt up first and steadied the soldier.

"Pull yourself together soldier!! What is happening!!" she yelled at the man.

"The Nedians have launched another attack!! They've broken through our space defenses and have landed. They are at the main gates!! Our garrison is holding strong but for how long who knows??"

"Alright, good work soldier, alert the king or whoever you are supposed to. Mirage you hear that?" Nel asked.

Mirage was already getting her stuff together and getting the others up. She seemed to be talking to someone on her communicator. "Ryoko, how many? Oh that's not so bad, but wait what? They have one of the 10 with them!!! Oh my god, we'll be right there!!" She pocketed the communicator and yelled at everyone to get moving. "We gotta get to the Main Gates!!" Everyone simply nodded and went ahead.

"Guys wait!!!" a voice yelled, it was Cliff.

"Cliff!! Where's Fayt, where did Elmond take him?" Mirage asked as everyone else filed past her.

"I'll tell you later, Fayt is right behind me, we started running when some soldier told King Elmond the news," he said quickly. Sure enough Fayt appeared a second later right on cue.

"I heard the news lets go!!" Fayt said quickly. Mirage was about to ask about his new sword, but decided to ask about it later. They traversed the Keep's outer walls and passed the outer wall, where numerous soldiers were scurrying about. Men were beginning to mount the fabled Expellian Hyperion cannons. They looked impressive indeed.

Soon they reached the Main Gates, signified by the scene of battle. Fayt was the first to see the big green man on top of the wall tearing through the Expellian ranks. He smiled when he saw him. "Payback time," he whispered under his breath. He broke off from the group and took a giant leap to land him gracefully in front of Jyril. "Remember me?" Fayt asked menacingly.

"Ohhohohohohohohoh!!! My master was right you would play right into our trap. I have you all alone, no friends to help you," he sneered.

"They don't need to waste their time on you, you're all mine fool," he spat coolly. He smiled at the fact he used Albel's word. He slowly unsheathed his new sword 'Destroyer'. It shone blue and surely spelled death for his enemies.

Jyril looked at it and was instantly afraid. "That sword it cant't be…Bah! It doesn't mean you are even half the warrior that vanquished me!!! Come lets fight!!"

Fayt smiled. The sword…it felt strange, almost as if it had a mind of its own, and was merging with his own consciousness. He assumed his normal stance. Jyril rose his huge spear and threw it at Fayt. In a gracious movement he cut the spear right across the center, slicing the entire pole. It was amazing, it was as if his reflexes were amplified by the sword.

"My turn," he growled. He kicked off the ground and left a mini-crater where he stood. He sliced his sword in an arc putting a huge vertical gash in Jyril's armor. He rose his second hand to the sword's hilt then slashed down at Jyril's head. He rose his two arms to try to block the hit. But the blade crumpled his armor and broke his left wrist. If it was any other person or weapon, he could have easily bent the sword.

Jyril was getting angry and desperate. He glanced around the battlefield. He saw Fayt's mother fighting alone. Jyril didn't know that was his mom though, he just knew that a good hero would try to save the innocents first. So he dashed toward Ryoko, totally throwing Fayt off.

"Wh-What the? Mom!!" Fayt yelled.

"Hahaha!!! She's your mother, even better!!!" Jyril yelled. He grasped her tightly in his left hand, and was threatening to crush her. "Lower your damn weapon and surrender yourself or I kill her!!!!" Jyril yelled.

"Fayt don't do it!!! These people…they need you…you must live!!!" she yelled desperately.

"But, no I won't leave you, I'm putting my weapon down see?" he asked as he lowered his weapon and stepped back from it. Everyone seemed to stop fighting around them to watch how it would unfold. Fayt's mother cold still be heard yelling in the background. He let her go as he walked toward him. As they passed each other, Fayt winked at her. He took two more paces then yelled, "Dimension…..Door!!!!" Jyril screamed out to stop him but was too late and felt Fayt's handy laser weapon pierce his back. Fayt knew it wouldn't stop him though.

He jumped acrobatically over Jyril's head and landed next to his sword in between Jyril and his mother. He picked up his blade and watched as Jyril yanked the laser weapon out of his back, and held it to fight. Jyril charged him, enraged now.

He proved more of a challenge now. Fayt had to duck, dodge and parry with the best of his ability to avoid being mowed down by Jyril's brute force. The good news was that Jyril was taxing his strength greatly. Jyril's next blow was more sluggish, which gave Fayt just enough time to charge Destroyer and break the laser weapon, then he swept Jyril off his feet kicked him down and then stuck Destroyer right in his belly. Jyril cried out in pain.

Fayt removed Destroyer and then cut a cross into Jyril's breastplate then cut off his armor entirely. It fell off him and had a loud thud when it fell on the ground. The armor was heavy!!! Fayt walked over to him, "Where is she?" he asked softly.

"Dead!!!" he spat. Fayt's expression didn't change.

"I could cut your head off right now, and I'm heavily weighing my options right now," he said calmly. At that moment Jyril's soldiers decided to rejoin the fight but Cliff and the others beat them back and kept them busy.

"Cut my head off, you won't get any information from me!" he yelled.

" Fine…" Fayt tapped into his powers. His hands began glowing blue, and he placed them on Jyril's face, his face began to burn and he writhed in pain.

"Earth!!!She's in the Federal City, Federal Tower, top floor; she's being held captive by Indalceio!!!! Stop, please stop!!!!!" he yelled. Fayt instantly stopped. He did raise his sword again he placed the tip to his wrists. Jyril thought he was going to chop them off. But instead…he healed them.

"I'll let the Expellians decide your fate, it isn't my choice or right to decide who lives and who dies…" he said and walked away from the gigantic man. Jyril's men had been routed a long time ago, they had all lost their morale when Fayt struck him down. And with that he sheathed his sword, sighed and walked over to his friends.

"How much longer are we going to have to do this," he asked. Not one of them could give an answer. Each one battle worn and tired, the entire party retired to the castle, to prepare for the many battles to come.

Jyril stayed where he was, confused at what Fayt had done, why he hadn't killed him. At any rate he was in no shape to go anywhere, he was too tired and felt too much pain to go anywhere. He was as harmless as a stuffed animal. Soon the King Elmond and his men arrived to detain Jyril and lock him up.

"I never thought the Expellian people would have to be terrorize by your race again," he spat at him. Jyril just shrugged, a broken man or rather omnigod. He was just too confused by the recent events.


A/N: OK not my best chapter I got a bit of Writer's Block and needed time to figure crap out. After a bunch of crunching numbers or rather words...I was able to finish it. So R&R!!!!