Chapter 14: The End?

-chew on this chapter…

(Wolf's P.O.V.)

It had been a good hour since Tyler had fainted, and I was starting to get bored. Before everyone had left however, they had discussed who would wait with me. In the end, they had elected an owl named Spot, who had lightly hazel colored eyes, and was covered in brown feathers, but with white under her wings. I had tried talking to her a few times, but I couldn't really bring myself to speak first. I had considered flying around, but after a few attempts, I ended up sprawled on my back, and I heard Spot giggle.

I smiled along with her and chuckled a little bit myself, and this is what motivated me to ask her a question I know no bird should ask… even though I am human, "Heh… hey spot?" I waited for her to look at me with her hazel eyes, and then I continued, "Could you teach me to fly?"

She looked thoughtfully at me, and then she nodded, but said, "It may be harder than it should though, you are completely different than an owl…" she walked up until she was right in front of me, and started to walk around me. As she circled me, she stopped when she was next to me, and as I watched her, she looked at the tail feathers of the bird I'm using. "And your tail feathers are much longer to."

I looked behind me, and saw what she had said, my feathers where at least twice as long as hers. I turned to look at her and said, "What if I could be an owl? Which one should I try to be?"

As soon as I said this, she stopped looking at my tail, and store into my eyes and seemed to look curious. She opened her beak and said, "Well, that would help… how about you try to look like me?"

I turned to face her, and I saw my vision turn a slight shade of gold, and I heard Spot gasp. She leaned uncomfortably close to my face, and looked into my eyes with a great intensity, "Can all humans change the color of their eyes like you?"

I swallowed, and stuttered nervously, "I don't think so; I'm the only one I know who can do that..."

After a while, she backed up and I looked at her from tail, to talon, to head, and imagined myself looking like her, and I could feel a warmth move throughout my body, and I felt myself expand and grow slightly taller. I breathed out, and when I sucked in a breath of air, the air smelled sweet, like a rose bush mixed with oranges. I looked at Spot, and saw her staring at me with her beak hanging open, and I said, "So… how do I look?"

When I saw her eyes move down my body, and back up, she opened and closed her beak a few times, like she was going to say something, but nothing ever came out. I chuckled and turned to look at myself, and looked at what she was staring at; I looked like a masculine version of her, but my entire underside was white, and when I turned my head to see my back, saw it was brown like her wings.

Facing Spot again, I saw she had a dreamy look in her eyes, but that was while she was staring at me. I moved a little bit to one side, and her eyes followed me slowly.

"Uh… Spot?" she didn't respond, so I put my noggin to work, and came up with a solution that might work… or get my slapped… or whatever they do.

Slowly and carefully, I walked up to Spot, and I looked into her hazel eyes, and she still had that dazed look… I reached my wings out, and slid them under hers. As soon as I stopped, I felt her heart rate jump up, and she slowly started to lean towards me while she closed her eyes… hahaha…. She's lovesick, and I hope she isn't expecting a kiss… this should tickle her…

I wiggled my feathers under her wings like a human would to someone's armpits, and I felt Spot go stiff. She jerked back and started giggling and she pulled her wings closer to her body. I waited for her to stop laughing, and as I grinned at her, I asked again, "So how do I look? And can you teach me to fly?"

"You look… perfect," I saw her facial feathers stand up, "and yes, I can teach you how to fly."

"Well, I'm ready whenever you are. And before we start, how do I land? I don't want to crash into anything or you…" I said.

She looked at me with a smile curling on her beak, and her feathers going down, she said, "well, you angle your feathers like-so and…"

(Tyler's P.O.V.)

My head felt like it was swimming, and I felt like twigs and leaves were beneath me, yet I felt someone else's wings around my body. I slowly cracked open my eyes, and was greeted by a welcoming site; Outillisa. She seemed to have fallen asleep, but I tried to remember how I got here… it was still dark out, so I couldn't have been out to long. I could see other owls flying around from where I was, so that was another indicator it must still be early. I looked back at Outillisa and I gently pecked her on the beak, and it wasn't long before I saw her stirring from her slumber.

When she had fully awaken, and looked at me, I whispered, "Sooo… what did I miss?"

Outillisa closed her eyes and leaned her face into my chest and said, "The entire early night."

I looked outside as I pulled my wings out from under me, and started to rub Outillisa's back and said out loud accidently, "that is one clumsy owl…"

"Hmm?" I heard Outillisa mutter with her beak in my chest.

Knowing how most owls that lived here were superb fliers, and seeing how this one was getting closer, I was surprised when I saw another owl that I realized as Spot flying next to the similar looking owl.

When they landed, the owl with the White underside spoke first, but took me by surprise when he used French, "Qu' est-ce que tu en penses?"

"Wolf?" I was just as surprised at his appearance, and then a wave of memories flooded back into my mind… Wolf… his crash… my old camp… and his shape shifting…

"The one and only," He chuckled just as Outillisa turned to look at Wolf, and Spot as she entered. "Am I disturbing anything, Tyler?"

I just glared at him and said, "Out…" as I pointed a wing to the entrance.

He faced the entrance, "Aw, come on, you know I was just playing…" he complained as he was walking towards the air outside.

"Yea, sure… I'll talk to you later…"

I then huffed and asked Spot, "May you leave please, I'll come find you guys later. Sorry for having you watch over him."

I saw Spot's eyes glaze over momentarily, and she replied, "its ok with me… well see you two soon." And with that, she turned around, and climbed out of the hollow entrance.

I sighed and looked back at Outillisa, who was starting to doze off again, but I nudged her and asked, "Do you want to go take a bath before we go meet everyone?"

She looked up at me quickly, and studied my gaze, and replied, "Sure, I guess so. I have been meaning to talk to Gylfie lately, and I don't want to look a mess."

Letting my hold of Outillisa go I stood up and stretched, and looked down and pointed at my chest and said, "Ha, look whose feathers are in my chest!"

Outillisa just churred, and she got up also and said, "Ok, let's go take that bath…"

(Outillisa's P.O.V.)

The flight to Soren and Gylfie's hallow had been refreshing, I had Tyler next to me, and I was about to talk with Gylfie. Admittedly, we hadn't gotten out on the right foot, since at the time I had currently been attracted to Soren, and I had viewed Gylfie as just in the way. I had slowly lost most my interest in Soren over-time, but it had always lingered, until he and Gylfie had started dating. I'm glad I never successfully gotten with Soren or I would have never gotten the chance to be with Tyler.

Gylfie had proven to be a useful and reliable friend many of times when I needed to have questions answered that I didn't want to ask others for. I saw that we were approaching the hollow that belonged to our friend and I could hear the muffled voices of some owls, but I couldn't make out what was being said, since the wind was blowing around me, mixed with the beats of wings.

When we arrived at the hollow, I started to churr at what I was looking at; Soren and Gylfie were kissing. I had never witnessed the two kissing before, and it seemed odd since Soren had to bend down and Gylfie had to lean upwards. Tyler must have been stunned, since he had stumbled into the hollow and landed on his stomach; and this caused the couple to split apart, and for their feathers to rise on end. I couldn't help but churr even louder from watching them fluff up.

I looked down at Tyler as he groaned, and he pulled a rock out from under him with his wing, "Hi-ya guys. Sorry that we kind of… flew in on you two."

"Hey Soren, can I talk with Gylfie?" I asked.

"Sure, as long as Gylfie is alright with it." He answered back.

I just stared at him for a while longer and added, "Alone."

His feathers seemed to give a small twitch, and he nodded, but asked in a curios voice, "May I inquire about what?"

"I will only say it should remain between," I looked at Gylfie and finished, "females." When I had finished, I saw a curt, but distinct nod from Gylfie.

"Umm, sure. Ok, I'll just go be with Tyler somewhere else then." He said as he started to walk towards Tyler.

I watched the two males leave, and when I turned back to Gylfie, I started to walk towards her, and started to think of what I would say. When I was a few wing-lengths away, I sat down and stated, "Gylfie… I need some advice…"

(Wolf's P.O.V.)

Spot had taken me to the dining pavilion and offered me a chance at meeting her friends she would usually talk with, but when we had arrived, we were surprised that it was mainly empty except for a few older owls here and there, and Spot had told me that some of the older owls were Ryb's, or teachers. I nodded, and I couldn't shake the feeling off that Spot had something she wanted to say, but she didn't say a word.

A few blind snakes came by; each one had a square on their back that resembled a pop-tart and a leaf cup with a steaming liquid in them. As the snakes came nearer, I could see that they didn't have eyes and I gasped quietly. When they stopped near us, they both seemed to tilt their bodies, and the morsels clattered down onto the floor, and as they started to slither away, I poked one with my wing and asked, "Hey, sorry, but… how could you know we were out here if you don't have eyes? I'm still new here, and I don't understand how a blind snake could know where we were… and when we got here.

The snake had turned its head towards me, and it spoke in an understanding and smooth voice, "We can't see, but we feel. We rely on other senses to move around, and we feel when we are… wanted. It isn't easy to explain, but we mainly just know. Now, is there anything else I can help you with?"

I didn't know how else to respond, except with a nod and I said, "No, thank you though."

The snake bobbed its head side to side, and slowly faced forward again and slithered off. I turned to look at Spot and saw her holding the pop-tart like thing up near her beak, with a soft smile on her face. I grinned back at her and picked up mine and asked, "So… what are these things called?"

"We call them milk berry tarts, or tarts for short." She answered, and I looked down at it, and when I looked up, I saw she was chewing a piece from her tart.

The feathers on my face rose up, and I asked, "Can you take another bite; I don't know how I should… heh."

The giggle she emitted was friendly, but I still felt embarrassed. When she nodded, she looked at me in the eyes, and took a slow bite with her beak, and afterwards, I saw the feathers of her face rise, and she looked the other way. I didn't mean to, but my eyes had slipped into a daze when I watched her take a bite, but when I saw her turn her head to the side, I snapped out of it and shook my head momentarily.

I looked down at my tart, went to take a bite, but I ended up maneuvering it under my beak instead. Grunting, I tried again, and this time I tasted the tart, and it was good. After I finished my tart, I glanced at Spot, and I was stunned to see she wasn't there. I looked to my left, and only saw a few owls talking; but when I shifted to my right, I was startled when I saw a hole in the bark by a small rise in the wooden bark. I saw something shiny in the hole, and started to walk over to it, but stopped when Spot landed in front of me, inches from my body.

"So, are you ready to leave? First light will be here soon." She said.

I nodded, and I followed her as she took flight into the night towards Tyler's old camp, and my new camp. I don't know why, but I think my mind changed when I turned into an owl. It was like I was viewing the world differently than before. I realized this when on multiple occasions I caught myself staring at Spot, and thinking how pretty she looked. I had stunned myself earlier today when I was still learning to fly, what the kiss she seemed to want would have felt like; this thought had made me lose concentration, and I almost crashed, or went yeep as Spot called it.

We had arrived at the camp, and I was prepared to shift back into my old self, even though I was kind of reluctant to try and do it. I concentrated on a human's body, and my vision went gold, and felt like I was changing, and when I looked down, I saw my body distorted through a thin layer of swaying air, but I just couldn't change.

I gasped for air, and tried once more, but I couldn't do it. I looked up at Spot, and saw she was about to fly away, but I quickly grabbed her wing before she flapped, and she looked at her wing, then at me. I asked, "Hey, can I sleep with you tonight? I can't turn back to normal…"

After I finished, I grew nervous as she just stared at me, but it quickly slid away as she smiled and nodded her head. I returned her smile, and when I let go of her wing, we both took off towards her hollow. When we arrived, she showed me her nest, and asked if it would be fine with me to sleep in her nest. I didn't want to appear rude, so I had agreed; not knowing how big of a deal it was actually.

When we had settled in, I felt Spot press into my wing, and I was surprised to feel her feathers were cold, blistering cold. When I wrapped my wing around her body, and I felt her press even more into my body, I got chilled a little bit, but I pulled my wing tighter around her and heard her sigh.

"Thank you Wolf, it usually gets cold in here for me." Spot said. I nodded my head and yawned. Not the kind of life I was hoping for, but I can get used to this.

SEVERAL MONTHS LATER

(Kludd's P.O.V.)

"Are the troops ready? We will leave at first light to commence our attack on those-," he spit the next word with disgust, "-fools, and enact out revenge on the one known as Tyler."

A Pure One troop approached metal beak nervously and said with a bold voice, yet unsuccessfully hid the fear in his voice, "Yes Metal Beak."

As I shifted on the high perch, I looked out over the gears my brother destroyed when he helped those imperturbable guardians.

When my troops and I come brother, we will first take away your savoir… and then we will have our revenge on your weak guardians.

The Metal Beak before me was simple minded and brutal, yet still brilliant. Since that battle, I had become the new Metal Beak, and after trial and error, I had devised a way to improve my army even better. I would let the lesser owls have a place in my army, but only Tyto owls would be granted a spot with our better weapons and armor. The supreme Tyto army would prove to be even better, after only the supreme race would have the training only offered to honor guards, thus making the army not only stronger, but cunning and ruthless in battle. The old fool before me only wasted so many Tyto's and Tyto Alba's lives, and our recent attack on the Tree of Ga'Hoole had reduced that number to a few dozen. I planned on using those few dozen to help me capture, or kill, the Other known as Tyler.

Where the Guardians received an Other from had escaped my grasp of understanding, and the hoax they pulled by using a false Gluax had frightened my troops away, and I dared not face the entire Tree by myself. It was a humiliating defeat on our behalf, but I was sure that I would succeed in my attempt this time around.

From my vantage point, and what part of the Forest Kingdom of Ambala could be seen; a red hue of the sun's rays fading, and the welcoming of night had arrived. I turned around and saw a guard standing a few paces away, ready for any command I gave him, even if it were to take his own life. I spoke in the raspy voice of mine, "Fetch Nyra from her chambers, now!"

I watched as the owl took flight down the corridor, and made a speedy flight to request Nyra's presence. I had watched as Nyra had become politer during the past month, but she still maintained the air of Authority in her voice and demeanor. I heard a sound of labored breathing, and loud wing beats flying closer from down the passage, and Nyra flew around the corner.

"Are you well enough to fly to the tree of Ga'Hoole?" I asked.

"No, I will remain here, and tend to the troops while I heal." She said. You see, when everyone was retreating, an owl had lost flight, since there had been a hole in his wing from the weapon Tyler used. When the owl had plummeted towards the sea, his talons had damaged Nyra's wing, since he had worn battle claws, and soon after, Nyra had started to fall as well. It had been difficult, but I had supported Nyra on my back the entire flight back to St. Aegolius. She received care as soon as we had landed, and she had expressed her gratitude…

"Ok, rest well my dear, we will be back with our prisoner, or victory!" I turned around, let out a mighty and shrill screech, and I flew into the air with twenty or so Honor troops fallowing behind me. A slow, yet steady deep bass droning filled the air, and I felt strength, power, and determination flow from my troops as the hymn grew louder. We flew towards the Sea of Hoolemore, and after that, to victory.

(Wolf's P.O.V.)

Gold… oh no. what is going to happen… I haven't had any golden vision in months.

It was now near the end of summer, and I was enjoying my life with Spot. She was a very pretty owl, and I can see how Tyler loved Outillisa now… being an owl had changed our mentalities. When the spring season had finally ended, Spot, Outillisa, and every other female owl had returned to a higher maturity, but luckily that didn't change the way any of them were. Outillisa still loved Tyler, while Spot had grown to love me even more. Tyler and I have been on multiple missions through our time here, and we had earned a reputation for being the best team; we could be out-numbered, out matched, and weary, yet we would still come out victorious.

I was lazily drifting in slow circles over the dining pavilion, waiting for Tyler to finish up so we could go back to talking. Since we were two owls who had once been humans, or Other's as the owls said, we had many common interests. I don't know about Tyler, but every once in a while, I would miss being human, and had on multiple accounts tried to change back. But each time I had failed, and slowly given up. I had found another interest though, and that was making a gun that an owl could use, but had only managed to make a small single shot pistol that one could fit either in a claw, or attached to the top of a wing. Most opted for the talon, since shooting it near your head made you temporarily deaf, but more accurate.

I shook my head, yet my vision wouldn't turn back to normal, so I decided it would be best to warn Tyler. As I angled my body down and brought my wings near my body, but let them angle back, I sped towards the dining pavilion and used my enhanced eye-sight to locate Tyler, who was currently talking to Soren and Gylfie. Gylfie looked up, and said something, and next thing I know, all three are looking up at me.

It wasn't long before I spread out my wings to their full extent, spread my tail feathers, and braced myself than I landed in a half crouch near them. I heard Tyler scoff and mutter, "show-off."

I just grinned as I got back up and stated, "It's not my fault you don't like to see what your body can do." But when he saw my eyes, I dropped my grin and said, "I don't know what, but I have a really bad feeling something is about to happen. The Golden eye thing won't stop, and it never does this unless something bad is about to happen. It is still early night, so I think we had better inform the parliament before they are dismissed… you know as well as I that they will listen if we are both there."

Tyler looked at me, then faced Soren and Gylfie and said, "sorry, but this is time for me to leave," he dropped his voice and added, "And stay safe."

When he faced me again, he nodded and we both took flight into the air and flew towards the parliament hollow. We weren't that far away, yet Tyler asked, "So, what do you think it could be? A fire, another rogue band of crows…?"

I turned to face him as we kept flying and said, "I don't know, but I got a bad feeling… remember those guns I made?" he nodded, "well I'm feeling so nervous, I'm going to put them all on today…"

Tyler's face turned to shock, and he gasped out, "all of them? That's easily over 30 guns… I know their small and all, but that is crazy…." He looked me in the eyes, and I heard him chuckle, "you're going to put them all over your wings, aren't you?"

I just laughed and said, "It's going to be weird flying, but I'm going to be a flying tank… for real."

This caused us to both break out laughing as we landed, but it quickly died down when we remembered what we came here for. As we walked towards the entrance, we heard Boron's voice say, "Now then, does anyone else have any business they wish to address?"

We walked in, and Tyler spoke out, "Ours is next, and it may be important." All the owls in the hollow faced us, and an old looking Barred owl stated, "May?"

I stared at the owl, and said, "Yes, may. My vision went gold again, and it never does that unless something bad is going to happen, and it hasn't ceased yet. I have a bad itch that whatever it is trying to warn me off will affect the entire tree."

"And to add to his suggestions, I have been having dreams of an attack of some sort. It can't be coincidental that these are both happening out of the blue." Stated Tyler.

King Boron looked at us, and said, "We will take that into consideration. Now, what do you mean 'out of the blue?' we still don't understand all of your terms or meanings yet."

I looked at Tyler, but responded for him, "It means out of nowhere, like it doesn't happen that you are a king for no reason."

"Thank-you Wolf, You two are dismissed, we will tell you of our decision later tonight." Stated Queen Baran, and turned to talk with the rest of the parliament.

I faced Tyler as he faced me, and I said, "Ok, I will go arm up, you do whatever. Try to meet me at the Dining pavilion in twenty minutes."

"Ok, just don't blow yourself up." He chuckled, and I saw that same Barred owl angling her head to us, and I knew enough that she was listening in on us, but she most likely didn't know what we were talking about. I tried to shift back into human form, so I could go use that assault rifle Tyler had at his old camp, but my body just shimmered. "Hey, you okay? Still can't shift back into a human yet?" Tyler asked.

I just sighed and looked down, "no and no… being an owl is great, I found someone to love even," I looked back up at Tyler, "but I can't protect her as best as I can while I'm still an owl. You know how I am, fiercely loyal, and always looking out for those I care for… it's just… it's not fair!" I whispered the last part fiercely.

Tyler lifted a wing and lightly slugged me in the arm and said, "Hey, don't worry about it. Just think of this. Flight crew said you couldn't fight in an old fighter plane against jets, but you proved them wrong. Just work on protecting Spot while you are an owl instead. Prove yourself wrong."

I just nodded, and when I glanced behind him, even if momentarily, I saw that barred owl actually looking at us. "Well, we had better get going, can't be a flying tank without being lethal."

Tyler nodded, and as we both turned around and took flight, we didn't hear King Boron calling for us.

"Ok, well will someone go get them now, so they can know what we decided on?" King Boron asked. An old Barred owl raised her talon, and the queen said, "Thank you Marbella."

And with that, the old owl took off, rather slowly, and saw one of the two owls and flew after him, not knowing it was Tyler.

As I landed in the hollow me and Spot shared, I was pleasantly surprised to see that she was still sleeping, so I walked up to the nest, and planted a kiss on her beak. When I backed away towards where my guns where, I saw a smile grace her beak, and hear her mummer something unintelligible.

I picked up my first gun, and inspected the leather strap that was tied to it, and slowly wrapped it around my wing so it wouldn't slide off, and secured others onto the main strap until they were two quarters of the way to my wing-tip. I repeated the process with my other wing and silently thanked the game makers of 'Assassins Creed: Revelations' for making that small gun picture. I had slightly modified it so an owl could use it without it being so hard to fire. It hadn't been easy, yet it wasn't impossible.

As I strapped the last gun onto my wing, I inspected myself, and saw how much guns I had, I'm going to need to fly fast, or land, when I fire these things, or I will just plummet… ok, let's see… 2… 6... 16… 34 guns. This should be enough. Don't need to fetch the ones from the armory.

I had made spares and left over one hundred smaller guns in the owls armory, I had used all but the last clip for Tyler's assault rifle to made this many guns, plus my tests.

I walked over to Spot again, and slid my wings behind her, and gave her a hug and kissed her one more time. She had trained me well in using any type of weapon, but since she excelled in swordsmanship, I had made sure to put a sheath under each wing with a wing in each one in the case I couldn't just use my talons… and from the ammo canisters I had emptied from Tyler's gun, I made some super hardened Battle claws, and used some spare materials to have Bubo make me chest plate. All those who went through chaw practices or proved themselves worthy wore a mask, but when I received mine, I made a few adjustments of my own.

I walked to my helmet and battle claws, and slid the claws on, but carried my mask in one of my claws and stood outside. I took a deep breath, and started to fly towards the Dining pavilion to meet with Tyler. I did a power dive, so I wouldn't be late, and with all the extra weight, I could hear the wind whistling past my head.

When I arrived, I slowed down enough to land gently, and set my mask next to me legs. I awaited Tyler's arrival, and did a quick look over of myself; I had seventeen guns strapped on each wing, and when I opened my wings, I had two gleaming swords under each wing. I looked down and saw the silver and gold chest plate with its intricate designs curling down until it was above my stomach. Past that I had some sharp silver battle claws with wedges of metal spiking back towards my legs on the top, with metal teeth on the bottom. I looked at my helmet, and it was gold and black with the top that could arch over my entire head, and I could use for looks, defense, and pure ramming into my enemy with.

Overall, I had achieved a look of a badass looking owl. Every time I had the mask on with my full gear apparel on, I would see other owls either look at me with fear, awe, or a mix of both when they saw me. I was warned about flying around at day, for crows would mob owls that weren't careful, yet I had caused a crow to go yeep after seeing me look at them.

I looked skyward, and with my Golden vision still on, I saw Tyler approaching… with… a Barred owl talking next to him. They seemed to be talking, and then it flew away and left Tyler to fly towards me alone.

(Tyler's P.O.V.)

When I arrived at my hollow, Outillisa was stretching and about to get out of the nest, but I walked up to her as she refolded her wings, and I wrapped my wings around her and brought my beak close to hers and said, "Good night love!" and I kissed her on the beak while lifting her up. I set her down and asked, "How did you sleep?"

Outillisa giggled and said, "Good night to you to, and it was fine." As I separated from her, I looked down and I said, "Your tail feather is almost back." I grinned as she looked at her tail, and I turned around and grabbed my combat knife from where I put it. I had the smith Bubo down size it, and use the extra Metal to create a thin, but durable chest plate for me. I don't know how, but he managed to give it a tint of light blue-silver.

"Where are you going to need those tonight?" I heard Outillisa's soft-honey like voice ask from behind me.

"Wolf has been having a bad feeling, and his vision won't stop being gold, so something is going to happen today. We don't know if it is good or bad, but he has a feeling it will be the latter." I told Outillisa. I slid the knife into its sheath in my chest plate, and I asked, "So, where are you going tonight?

"I'm going to go talk with Gylfie and Spot about some… things." I felt my back stiffen when she said things, and I felt her run a wing through my back feathers.

I heard her giggle, and say, "No, not about owlets. I already told you about that."

I relaxed, and turned around, "Well, I had better be going, we will need to meet with the parliament again soon." I pecked Outillisa one more time, and flew out of the hollow.

When I was a little ways from my hollow, a Barred owl flew near me and said, "Hello, my name is Marbella. The parliament would like to see you and you friend as soon as possible."

"Thank you Marbella. May you tell them we will be their soon?"

"Yes dearie." And with that, Marbella flew off to the Parliament hall, and I could see Wolf from where I was.

As I landed near Wolf, I said, "Damn… you do look like a tank. You plan on winning a war or something?"

Wolf chuckled and said, "I said I was serious."

I grinned and said, "The parliament… awaits…"

We both chuckled, and were soon on our way to the hollow, and when we did reach it, I said, "I wonder what they will say when they see you in all your gear."

We walked in, and all eyes looked at us… or more specifically, Wolf. "I feel like we are coming to flight graduation at the academy again." Wolf whispered.

After he said that, I couldn't help but chuckle as he said that, and I nodded in agreement. We stopped at the center of the hall, and I heard King Boron say, "We were going to send out a reconnaissance team, but it seems as if your both prepared. So, will you two underta-"

He was cut off as the gong outside was rung extremely loud, and we rushed outside to see what was happening. We heard someone shout, "PURE ONES! FIND AND CAPTURE TYLER! KILL HIM IF HE DOESN'T COOPERATE!"

Why does that voice sound familiar?

I looked at Wolf, who had put on his mask, and looked at me, "Are you ready to go win? It sounds like you have a party to attend."

I chuckled and said, "Let's go save the day."

A.N.: I'm a jerk, I know. I was planning on putting the action scene in here, but I decided to leave a cliffy. I am officially ending this story here and now. Don't worry, I will make a sequel, and I have it all planned out… or most of it… right now. I spent over 24 hours laboring over this, so you can spend 24 sec to review. Also, tell me if you would prefer it to be lovey gushy like earlier in the story, or less like right now, but still there. Love and romance make it easier to make some humor… you all know what to do. REVIEW.

Airmen0007: give me details, or write your story for that 'several months' period of time. I'm giving you 5 days to do that from this post, if I don't have any of those 'Learnt techniques' i won't be able to progress my story with your idea you PM'ed me. I want to do it, but I got nothing to work with at the moment.

Tic234stars: I already know how you will feel about this story ending XD.

Everyone else: thank you all for ideas; I know what I will do. I have a mixture for different things you all gave me. Hope you enjoyed. And the other authors of FF. thank you… I would have never written this if I hadn't read so many good stories.