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I arrived back at Aunties and Uncles hut after losing Jeremy and Sierra- they had wanted me to tell them every single detail and then Sierra wanted to become a Researcher, too. It took me nearly an hour to lose them and I'd also had to blackmail Elrohir with the fact that I could corrupt his precious little sister into a mini me. After that it'd been easy to lose them after we tied them to a nearby tree with Elrohir watching for me to get away before they were able to come after me.

"Welcome back, Dearie," Auntie smiled as I let myself back into the hut- they'd given me permission after the fifth quest. "You've finished the Necromancy quest?"

"Yup," I smiled. "Though, I'm going to have to wake up soon and help my mother cook breakfast."

"We have a spare bedroom that you may use if you wish," Uncle said smoking his cigar. "It's mostly used as storage right now, but there's a bed and clean sheets."

"Thank you," I grinned. "I really appreciate this."

"It's no trouble, Dearie," Auntie said hugging me like we were real family. "We're always happy to help."

When I woke up to my alarm blaring, I got out of bed and into the shower. As I entered the kitchen the last thing I expected to see was sawn. My 'Father' was sitting at the kitchen table with a coffee mug at hand and chatting up my Mother while she was preparing for breakfast. To say I was shocked was an understatement.

"Morning, Feng," Mom said when she saw me frozen in the kitchen doorway. "Can you go collect some eggs from the chicken coop for me? I was thinking omelets for breakfast. Don't stare at your Father; I know I've raised you better than that."

I glared at Richard before stalking across the kitchen and picked up the egg basket before stalking out the back door towards the chicken coop. I heard my mother try to reassure Richard that I'd warm up to him eventually as the door slammed shut behind me.

After I returned with a little over a dozen eggs, I saw my Mom sitting at the table with Richard looking through the photo album Grandma had made of my childhood. I dropped the egg basket on the counter not too gently and grabbed the album from Richards hands before leaving the kitchen- I refused to help mom cook if he was there. My mom was probably shocked out of her mine by my behavior but I didn't care- he'd left us for his pretty French wife and then once she croaked he come back.

"Hua Feng, get back here now," I heard my Mom yelling after me. "You don't treat guests- let alone your father- like that."

I actually ignored my mother for the first time in my life and continued on up the stairs and to my room where I locked my door and didn't let anyone in. I skipped both breakfast and lunch in favor of playing my guitar and my piano. I loved music almost as much as my mother. It was killing me to ignore her and to disappoint her but I couldn't stand that man more than I loved her.

Soon I remembered that I could get completely away from my family; the second life head set was sitting right there on my bed stand. Ironic that Richards gift would be the means for me to get away from him. I laughed under my breath as I picked up the headset and put it on.

As I laid down on the bed I heard Mom, my Grandparents and Richard over something. I didn't know what but I didn't care and so I turned on the headset and entered the world of Second Life.

"Hello Dearie," Auntie said as she set a fresh batch of eggs and toast in front of me and I smiled in thanks at her. I wonder what would happen if I stayed in Second Life forever. Was it possible?

"Ah, here's our little mischief maker to be," Uncle said walking into the house with two buckets of water.

"Here," I said taking one of the buckets. "Let me help, Uncle."

"So what are you planning to do today, Child?" Uncle asked smiling at me.

"I was planning on training," I said. "I want to work as hard as I can until I'm about to pass out from exhaustion. I want to become strong."

"Don't work yourself too hard," Auntie said frowning a little bit. "That could have the opposite effect than the one you want."

"I know, but I need to get some things off my mind," I said bowing my head.

"Would you like to talk about it?"

"Not really," I said smiling gratefully at them. I quickly finished my breakfast and said goodbye as I raced out of the house and into the woods with the two new weapons I'd gotten before I'd logged off.

I pulled out a long bow that was even bigger than me and a quiver full of arrows out of my bag and put the quiver on my back. I had always wanted to learn archery. It seemed to medieval to me and all the things that could be achieved by it amazed me- and I also wanted to learn the trick on how to shoot an arrow into the butt of another.

I carved a couple meager targets into the surrounding trees with a small carving knife I'd looted yesterday and started shooting. I learned quickly that I'd have to hold the bow tightly and keep my bow arm out of the way of the string when I released. After ten minutes of shooting I knew that I'd have a really bad bruise there unless I healed it but I didn't want to waste my mana or any potions.

Under one of the trees to the left of me I noticed some herbs that I recognized from real life that were medicinal in nature- would they still be medicinal in the game? I picked a tiny bit of the herb and put it in my mouth and within seconds the slight swelling on my arm went down and the pain was gone. Hmm, maybe I should experiment with stuff like this and take notes on my findings…

After about two hours of shooting I was finally able to hit the first target- the one that was closest to me and about 10 yards away- nearly 3 out of every five shots. I decided that I should change my training a tiny bit and I started rotating the targets. MY goal was to make drawing and shooting become second nature and not spend a trillion years deciding where I'd have to aim in order to hit. I also wanted to get much faster.

Hours and many herbs later my arms were sore but I was much better- in my mind at least. A real Archer could probably do much, much better but I knew that I was better than most people for only starting that day. I was able to hit all of the closer targets but I missed most of the ones that were farther away. I knew that I should set up a routine and I was planning on buying a couple parchment notebooks the next time I went into town along with some ink and quills- it was a good thing I'd learned Calligraphy in fourth grade.

As I walked back to Auntie and Uncles I heard something following me, so I decided that I'd test my skills a tiny bit. I moved faster than I'd ever moved before and disappeared into a nearby tree and made sure that I could see everything on the ground. A minute later a familiar elf walked underneath my tree and looked around- he was obviously startled that he'd lost me.

I chuckled and dropped out of the tree and landed behind him. I tapped the shoulder that I wasn't behind and he turned in that direction as I stepped in front of him. I nearly fell to the ground laughing as her turned back to me and jumped nearly a foot into the air.

"You little-," Elrohir started to snarl at me but I cut him off.

"Oh, you should have seen your face," I laughed. "It was priceless."

"At least some one enjoys this," he snapped. "Now tell me what you were doing back there."

"What do you mean?" I said as I stopped laughing.

"You were shooting off arrows in any random direction and you wasted them by not even bothering to collect them- even the broken ones you could have sold for a tiny bit of money or used as kindling," he snapped and held out two bundles- one full of arrows and the other filled with broken arrows.

I glared at him, "I was practicing. And I was going to go back after I got some lunch."

"So you don't eat wolf meat 24/7," He said implying that I was some sort of barbarian.

"No I don't," I said angrily. "I only eat it when I have to. If I ate it 24/7 I'd run out of spices and money rather quickly- do you know how much spices cost? It's damn expensive!"

"Then I'd be finding as many ways to save money if I were you," he said as I took the bundles from him. "Also if you want to become a better archer you could go to Infinite City- their head archer Legolas is one of the best and he'd probably give you some tips instead of you wasting time like this."

"I'll remember that," I said as I turned my back on him and stalked off towards the hut. The only reason I did this without worry is because I knew he didn't want to be a Researcher. Elrohir was happy to just be a blood thirsty elven knight. I knew he was still following me and I didn't mind- what girl wouldn't? Most girls would kill to have a hot and sexy elven bishie following them and I got it for free!

I followed the path I'd made on the way to the clear patch in the woods, stopping here and there to collect some different types of herbs that I wanted to experiment with. Elrohir just followed me silently and watched what I was doing and once, when he saw that an herb that I was after was too high up in a tree, he helped.

"Welcome back, Dearie," Auntie greeted me as I came into speaking range. She was sitting on the front porch of the hut knitting. I walked over and kissed her cheek in greeting.

"How was your training?" Uncle asked he was chopping fire wood nearer to the woods.

"It was wonderful," I said smiling. "I found some herbs that I wanted to try experimenting with, maybe find out their used and write them down for later reference."

"Good, you are learning," Auntie grinned as she finished off the row she was knitting and started on the next. "Experimentation is good; thinking outside the box is good. Learn from every mistake and explore every idea; that is what we do."

"Doing these things will help you make up the gap between you and the other classes," Uncle said. "You can also make money from what you discover."

Elrohir raised his eyebrow at the old couple but remained silent. It was then that Auntie noticed him, "And who is this young handsome man?"

Auntie set down her knitting and walked over and circled around Elrohir like she was inspecting stock.

"Auntie, this is Elrohir," I said as she continued to inspect him. I smirked thinking that she probably thought that we were dating or something. "We met yesterday while I was doing the class quest chain. His friend was the GM who helped me to create my avatar."

Auntie seemed disappointed with this answer, "So there's nothing going on between you two?"

Elrohir choked and I laughed, "No Auntie, there's nothing going on. We're barely more than acquaintances. We ran into each other as I was walking back and he followed to make sure that I wasn't attacked or something.

"And besides," I said smirking at Elrohir. "I'm not ready for any type of relationship and I'm not all that interested in him in that way. The other girls can have him."

Auntie and Uncle laughed and Elrohir turned uncharacteristically red. He turned around abruptly and stalked off towards the village without even saying goodbye and I just stood there smirking after him.

"He seems a little bit rude," Auntie said pursing her lips. "But he is very handsome. Do you like him? Or were you telling the truth?"

"I was telling the truth," I said. "I don't like him like that. He's just a tad bit to…"

"I see what you mean," Auntie said. "When you do find a man, I want to see him. Make sure you bring him."

"I will," I smiled as Uncle laughed.

"You're such a romantic, Lessa," Uncle smiled fondly at his wife.

"And what's wrong with that," Auntie said. "I may be in my fifties but I like eye candy just like those teenage girls. And besides, don't tell me you're not curious about what type of man our adopted niece ends up with?"

Uncle grunted and gave in as he went back to chopping wood. I told them I was heading into the village to get something and asked them if they wanted me to get them anything- they didn't need anything currently.

I walked into the general goods store and looked around for Ink, quills and Parchment notebooks. I walked out of there with a group of three nice quills to start with and three different colored inks- black, red, and dark green- along with four big parchment notebooks. It had all added up to two gold pieces and five copper pieces.

Next I went to the herbalists hut and asked if the herbalist could help me identify some herbs and their properties- I ended up paying twenty-two silver pieces for it. She showed me how to identify them and such and told me their properties. She gave me a big huge lesson on it when I told her I was a Researcher and we identified that one of the herbs I'd found had rare properties and was very hard to find- she gave me my first crystal piece for it.

After spending two whole hours with the herbalist I went back into the woods to find my training spot and started training with throwing knives- which I'd bought while I was in town. It took me nearly three hours to get the hang of it and I decided to try out my new skills on some mobs.

I placed the throwing knives in various hiding spots on my person and walked off to go find some wolves, bears, and large felines. The first were worth a small fortune if they were relatively in one piece and were in great condition. By the time I was done I reckoned that I'd earned a couple hundred silver pieces and some gold pieces as well. I'd also found some more herbs while I was out there and I'd reached level thirty-three.

The Wolf King had tried to kill me twice while I was out there and I'd run into the Bear King once and the Panther King nearly three times. I was laughing after the last run in with the Panther King because I'd gotten four eggs- and I knew how rare egg drops were. I was happier than I'd ever been before and all it took was one tiny gift from my retarded father- who knew?

When I woke up in the real world, I quickly went out and collected the chicken eggs, milked the cow and the goat, fed the animals, and quickly went for a horseback ride on my chestnut mare Naomi. Sadly for me, when I returned my Mom, Grandparents, and Richard were all out on the back porch waiting for me to get back. I rode straight into the barn to put Naomi away and took as much time stalling as I could before they came into to get me.

I was putting Naomi's feed and water in her stall as they came in and I turned away from them, pretending that I didn't notice them until Mom spoke. "Feng, we need to talk."

"Give me a minute," I said as I took the curry comb out of the bucket by the stall door and started brushing Naomi as she ate.

"No," Mom said in a voice that said that negotiations were long over. "Now."

I exited the stall after giving Naomi I final pat on her neck and dropped the comb into the bucket. I walked over to my mother, looked her in the eyes defiantly and said, "I'm all ears."

"Kitchen, now," She said stepping aside so that I could pass her and I walked backed to the house with them following me.

I sat down first in the chair closest to the door leading to the hallway so that I could escape that way and up to my room if I needed to. However, Mom sat on one side of me, Grandma on the other. You did not want to mess with them when they were pissed off and pissed off they were. Richard sat nearest the back door while Grandpa stood behind me, effectively cutting off all of my escape roots.

That was how I knew something was up. They only ever cut off my escape roots and made sure that I had to stay if there was something important going on. I had a very bed feeling on what it was…

"Your Father has asked me to let you go with him to France for the rest of the summer," Mom said looking at me. Damn it, I knew it! "And have accepted this after talking about it with your Grandparents. They both agree with my decision. You've been out of line lately, since your father came here and you need to learn to get along with him and this is the best way."

I stared at her frozen solid and cold. The first thing that flashed through my mind was the one thing I'd never thought I'd think about my mother. Traitor. After all he'd done, she was going to ship me off to live with him and his spawn from his wife. What type of mother would do that?

I knew in the back of my head- way in the back- that this was for the best and she wanted me to get along with the man she'd fallen in love with even though he'd been married at the time. It didn't help however. All I could think of her at that moment was that she was a traitor. I felt vulnerable and betrayed and so I did what most people would do in that situation: shook off Mom and Grandma and ran past Grandpa and up the stairs despite their protests and closed and locked the door before the angry tears could fall.

As I fell on my bed sobbing I heard footsteps on the stairs coming closer and I didn't want to hear anything so before the person- whoever it was- could even knock on my door I put on my game helmet and left reality- again.

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