Chapter 14 Remorse

Michal ambled along the grasslands towards Finn and Jake's tree fort. He had been on so many adventures, he had worn out his clothes. He could no longer wear most of them. So Michal had asked Princess Bubblegum to construct a Kevlar-like material that he could wear as armor over his new clothes. He had placed his make-shift armor on his arms, chest, and thighs. It felt almost natural to the Captain. When he had received it, he asked Finn to hit his chest plate as hard as he could with his sword to test it strength. It had left a small but long mark across the torso. This made Michal very pleased.

However he wasn't as happy at the moment as the faint glow of the half-moon illuminated his irritated face. "I told her to be back before sundown, was that to much to ask?" He said to himself as he neared the tree fort. As Michal approached the door, something shot out of what Michal thought was an open window. Startled, Michal jerked his hand to his obsidian sword, but pulled back when he realized it was only Jake, holding Finn's pack tight in his arms. The Captain called after Jake and found it odd when he didn't reply and had stretched his body east, en route for the Candy Kingdom. 'He must have better things to do.' Michal thought as he shrugged and turned to beat on the door. But as he did, he realized that the window that Jake had emerged from was really a gaping hole in the wall. His mouth dropped as his eyebrows rose. Michal ignored the door and captiously stepped toward and through the hole. Due to the eerie darkness that filled the room, he couldn't make out much of anything. Michal remembered where the stairwell was and made his way to it.

As Michal walked onto the second floor, a small, yet thick cloud drifted out of the moon's light which shone brightly though a window. He called out Finn and Anna's names as he gripped the hilt of his sword, not sure if he would find the young couple or something waiting to strike. Michal continued to search the second floor, but found nothing. Michal decided that no one was home and returned to the stairwell. "Maybe I somehow passed them on the way here without knowing it." Michal said to himself as he walked back down the stairs. But when Michal stepped onto the first floor, the moonlight revealed the dead beast that had attacked Finn not twenty minutes ago. Michal drew his sword from the sheath on his back and pointed it and at the beast. He made sure that every step Michal took was as quiet as possible, despite the fact that he was wearing his worn down combat boots. "Please be dead, please be dead." Michal whispered to himself. When he was close enough he slammed the sole of his right boot against the limp body of the beast and quickly jumped back. Michal figured that the thing was dead, since there was no reaction to his kick, and he realized that Finn's sword was wedged between the black scales. With a sigh of relief, Michal stepped back. He frowned at the sound of his foot stepping in a puddle. When Michal looked down at the puddle, his face paled with shock. The dim moonlight presented the crimson color of the liquid he was standing in.

It didn't take long for Michal to piece everything together. Not one person in the house, a dead monster with a pool of human blood beside of it, plus the fact that Jake had left in such a rush. He wasn't completely sure, but he was sure enough to make a mad dash out through the hole, towards the Candy Kingdom.

It only took Michal ten minutes to run all the way from the tree fort to the gardens filled with lush, colorful candy plants. He ignored all of them as he entered an open door to find the nearest candy person, who just happened to be Cinnamon Bun. Michal had barely caught his breath before he screamed at the living pastry.

"YOU!" The harshness in Michal's voice and the heated look on his face terrified Cinnamon Bun to the point where he was about to explode. "Where's Anna, I know this place has the closest hospital and I have to be sure she's here, so where is she?!" The living pastry was shaking so furiously that some of his glazing was falling off.

"U-uh s-she m-migh-might…"

"SPIT IT OUT!" Michal screamed.

"Emergency room," squeaked Cinnamon Bun and with that said, Michal was off once again.

Michal found the medical ward in no time, and when he found the door to the waiting room. Michal showed his rage to the people sitting just beyond the doors even before he forced them open. "Where is he, where is that SON OF A BITCH!?" Michal scanned the room and first saw his son, Eli sitting next to Marceline on one side of the room, and Jake and Princess Bubblegum sitting next to a shirtless Finn. Finn was the only one who wasn't looking at the marine; he was still looking down at his hands. Everyone else was staring at The Captain with fearful eyes. Finn was compelling the remainder of energy inside of him to start swirling around him, because he knew what was coming.

"There you are." Michal said, not taking his eyes off of the boy. As he walked toward Finn, Eli and Jake quickly stood up. Jake had stretched his body to form a protective wall in front of his brother. Eli confronted his father to try and stop him.

"Dad, I know what you're thinking but…"

"Sit down!" Michal screamed as he shoved Eli back several feet, making him grunt as his back slammed against the bottom edge of his seat. Not a second later Michal reached Jake, who had stretched out his arms to grab Michal and lift him up by his shoulders. Michal looked down at the dog and said. "Jake, you're a father now. Out of all the people in this place, you'd understand what I'm doing is just."

"No, I'd never do…" Jake was cut short when Michal realized that he didn't give a crap about Jake's opinion and quickly brought the toe of his boot to Jake's jaw. The force of his kick was strong enough to knock a few teeth loose and render the dog unconscious for about a minute. As Michal landed feet first on the floor, he grabbed his sword, unsheathed it, and began to swing it toward Finn. But just before the polished black blade could rip through the teen's flesh, Finn teleported himself to a different location in the room. But because of the almost depleted energy Finn had, the transport had only smashed him into the corner where the walls and ceiling met. Finn cried in pain as he fell to the floor, a clear sign that the pain killers the doctors had given him were wearing off.

Michal was completely dumbfounded when his sword dug itself deep inside the plastic seating. He looked over to where Finn had landed, and decided that it didn't matter. The Captain was about to pull out his sword to finish the job, but Eli jumped on his back, wrapped his right arm under Michal's armpit and around his neck. Eli got his father off balance and easily took his down to the ground, pinning him. "Eli, what are you doing!?"

"The move you taught me!" Eli replied. "Now just listen." The sound of Eli's voice made Michal calm down just a little bit, because he realized that he wasn't the only one who was scared and angry. "You don't need to do this, it wasn't Finn's fault."

"Well who's fault is it, Eli."

"Finn's the only one who knows, but he's barely said anything." Michal could feel his son's relief in Eli's grip and used that to his advantage. He brought the elbow of the arm Eli wasn't holding down and smashed it against Eli's rib cage. Eli rolled off of his father in pain as Michal got up and charge toward Finn. Finn gave no resistance when Michal grabbed him by the neck and lifted him up to eye level. He ignored the fact that bloody gauze covered most of his back and the fact that his hatless head bared the same grief-stricken expression everyone else had. He only wanted answers. The anger in Michal's eyes would have made any man tremble in fear. However the anguish and grief in Finn's eye seemed to cancel it out. "Give me one reason why I shouldn't snap your little neck." The answer was very clear in Finn's mind, yet it took him a few seconds to respond from the pain that flared through his nerves.

"I-I can't." Just as Michal was about fulfilling his word of snapping Finn's neck, he heard Marceline cry out his name.

The Captain turned his head and saw the former vampire who held her oldest friend Hambo in her crossed arms. When he looked at her now, Michal could see the scared little girl he had left behind at that orphanage in Chicago. "Please don't." She said in almost a whisper. The way that Marceline was looking at him, calmed Michal down enough to regain his sanity for a moment and let go of Finn. The boy winced in pain as he hit the floor. As Michal turned back to face him with a scowl, he began to speak in the most solemn voice anyone had ever heard.

"Finn, I'm going to make a promise. If my baby girl doesn't see tomorrow, neither will you." Michal walked off to the other side of the room to the exact opposite corner from Finn, mumbling to himself. "Bastard's just lucky I left my gun at home."

For over an hour everyone sat in the waiting room remained a deafening silence. Wondering whether the energetic little blonde girl that they all knew and held dear, would live or die tonight was too much to make any of them speak. Jake and Eli had recovered from the beatings Michal had given them and continued to sit patiently for any kind of news. Marceline was back next to Eli, all curled up and still worried. Princess Bubblegum was forced to leave her friends and attend her duties as princess. Finn was still sitting in the corner opposite of Michal. He had stopped staring at his hands only because he now had them clamped to the sides of his head, trying to rid himself of the terrible thoughts that had crept into his mind. Mostly the thought of the last words Anna said to him might as well be her last words, period. It also didn't help that those words were 'I know, but then you'd be dead.' Finn had tried to place the thoughts inside his vault, where he locked away all of his bad memories so that he would never have to deal with them ever again. But for some reason, they wouldn't go away. Finn kept his hands where they were until the Dr. Ice-cream finally came out of the emergency room to address the family and friends.

Michal wasted no time getting up close and personal with the doctor. "Well, how is she?" The Doctor found it hard to speak with all of the anxious eyes that were staring at him.

"Uh, we were able to save her." A look of relief fell on everyone's faces, however the anxiousness returned when the Doctor said. "But. Because she lost a great deal of blood, she'll be out of it for awhile."

"How long is awhile?" Eli asked.

"Forty-Eight hours, at the least." While Dr. Ice-cream was explaining Anna's condition, Finn had gotten up from his corner, walked over to his pack and put it on one of his shoulders; holding on to the Doctor's every word. "If you want to see her, she's down the hall to the left, in room 203." Finn waited for the Doctor to finish his sentence before he bolted for the door. He had to be sure where Anna was. The boy had followed the doctor's directions and just before he slowed to reach room 203, a hand grabbed Finn's arm and pulled him back. It came as no surprise to Finn that it was Michal's hand who was holding him back. The Captain tightened his grip as he asked.

"What do you think you're doing?"

"I'm going to check on Anna."

"Like hell you are, you put her in there!" Finn gazed at the angry father with his pleading eyes.

"Please, I have to." He said in a feeble voice. Michal sighed as he realized that this was the only way to get rid of him at this point.

"Thirty seconds, no more no less." He said flatly, releasing Finn's arm. Finn quickly walked to the door and hesitated at the door handle. He recognized that he was hesitating when he heard Michal counting, and he was already up to six when Finn opened the door.

Once Finn was inside the room, he saw Anna lying in the hospital bed. She was hooked up to several machines that might help in the healing process. Her skin was still the unhealthy pale. The slow rising and falling of her chest under the blanket was the only proof that Anna was still alive. Finn walked over to a chair that was next to the bed and sat in it, grief and sorrow were easy to see on his face. He could hardly believe Anna was still alive, yet there she was looking as if she's having a peaceful little nap. As Finn continued to look at her, he felt something hot and wet travel down the right side of his face. He raised his hand to meet it and realized that it was a tear, one of many soon to be shed. After that he completely cracked, all of the emotions he had holding back came out all at once. Finn hunched his head as he placed his hands over his face and wept.

"I'm sorry Anna." The fact was that Finn truly loved Anna, so much that it pained Finn far worse than the pain that emanated from his back. It had only taken this entire experience for him to realize it. "I'm so sorry." Finn continued bawling until he heard the sound of Michal's voice.

"Nineteen, twenty, twenty-one, twenty-two…" Finn remembered the pack on his shoulder and removed it. He flipped open the pack and pulled out a bronze music box with intricate carvings on the sides. Sticking out of the top of the box were two dogs who had their thin metal arms pressing up against a revolving column that was riddled with small bumps that made different chimes as they passed under the metal arms. It also had a crank at the top to turn the column and the gears inside of the box. Finn turned the crank and the second he stopped, peaceful music filled the air. Finn then placed the music box on the small table beside Anna's hospital bed. He glanced at Anna as he was about to bid her farewell and saw a stray lock of hair that had fallen out of place. Finn carefully brushed it aside before he just stood there, engrossed in the fact that to him, that all of this was his fault.

Michal standing in the doorway of room 203 and he was actually doing the same thing as Finn, only his eyes were darting back and forth between his daughter and Finn. The countdown to thirty had stopped at twenty-nine when he took in the picture in front of him. He still had a burning passion to make sure Finn suffered for what he had done, but at the moment Michal felt more pity for him than rage. Michal had the feeling that someone was watching him. He turned his head and saw Jake, Eli, and Marceline standing next to him.

"How long have you all been standing here?" Michal asked.

"Since twenty-four." Eli said with the same expression that was on everyone else's face. "And what's playing that music?"

Jake explained that tune was coming from his Mom's music box and that Finn takes it almost everywhere with him, just as the music stopped playing. Everyone turned to see Finn walking out of the room. "I wanna leave now." He said, flashing his eyes at Jake. Jake immediately came to his brother's side and helped him walk down the hall to anywhere but there.

"You can stay at Lady's with me and the pups as long as you want, dude. Because I wouldn't blame you if you didn't want to go back to the tree fort." Finn nodded as he kept his thoughts to himself, he didn't really want to talk to anyone. Not Eli, not Marceline, not even Jake. Finn only wanted to talk to one person.

It was about ten minutes later when Finn and Jake had arrived at Lady's cottage and any clock in the area would read 9:47. When they entered the darkened house, Lady and the pups had already fallen asleep. The pups were sleeping the same way Finn, Jake, and their siblings had slept when they were infants, in a pile in a corner. Lady was asleep at the kitchen table, rather than her loft upstairs. She was waiting for Jake to return with news of what had happened to Finn and Anna. Jake had left Finn by the couch as he went to lift Lady up to her loft, and just as Jake was about to lay next to Lady he twisted his head back to Finn.

"Night, bro." Finn was already lying face down on the couch when Jake had said that. He had realized that Jake had deliberately left out the 'Good' out of that sentence and appreciated it.

"Night, Jake." Finn watched Jake lie down before he went to sleep himself. Only he wasn't just going to sleep, he was returning to the astral plain.

Finn stood in the middle of an open field, and waited for Soturi. He knew that the King of Mars would be eager to know how his pupil's date went and sure enough, less than two minutes after Finn had arrived in the astral plain Soturi had appeared in front of him. "So, how did it…" Soturi's voice trailed off when he saw the look of misery on Finn's face. "Finn, what happened?" Finn replied almost immediately.

"He's back Soturi, he's finally back." The King instantly knew what the boy was taking about, when waves of an all too familiar energy passed over him. If Soturi's helmet weren't hiding his facial features, Finn would have seen the horrified expression on his face. He turned his head slightly to the left and saw a figure developing out of a black cloud.

"No Finn, he's right here." Finn turned his own head to see the black cloud had diminished to reveal a man who looked like a human that stood well over seven feet tall. He looked to be in his late thirties or early forties with his short chestnut colored hair, broad shoulders, and clothes that looked fit for royalty. He stared at Soturi with cold and resentful eyes as he spoke.

"Hello brother, it's nice to finally see you again." The Lich's voice was different than when Finn had last heard it, now his voice sounded much softer and calming.

"Oh cut the crap, Veli."

"As you wish." Soturi brought his hands up to face when he started to lose the feeling in them. He then saw that his hands was turning to stone, crumpling away, and continuing down the rest of his arm and body. Veli was forcing him out of the astral plain. Soturi knew the stone conversion would quickly overwhelm him, so he lowered his now stone arms, stared back at his brother as he talked to Finn.

"Finn, no matter what he does. I want you to stay…" Soturi was cut short as the stone conversation came quicker than he expected and coated his entire body in seconds. Veli walked over to his petrified brother, placed a finger on his chest and pushed as he said, "And that's enough of that." Finn watched as Soturi fell to the ground and crumbled into hundreds of pieces.

"Now that we've gotten rid of him, you and I can now talk in peace, Finn." The Lich King said, turning to face the teen. To be honest, Finn was scared out of his mind, regardless of the fact that he'd been training for this confrontation for almost a year. He had to try and say something to make it look as if he knew what he was going to do.

"So, is that your new body?" Veli gestured to his entire body before he said.

"What, this? No, no you see Finn this is what I looked like before I was betrayed. By my people, my brother, even my own father. But of course you know all of this, only because Soturi has told you everything." Veli looked down on Finn and let out a small laugh. "Well, almost everything."

"What is that supposed to mean?" Finn asked, not daring to make eye contact with The Lich.

"At the moment, it means nothing. But you will eventually learn who you really are. Oh, I'm getting off topic, aren't I? I must ask, did you enjoy playing with my little pet? I was hoping for it to just cause physical damage to you and I did get it, but the mental damage from my pawn nearly killing that the little blonde girl was nothing more than a, happy accident." Finn tried his best not to show any kind of emotion in front of The Lich, but after he referred to what happen to Anna as a happy accident, he completely lost it. The boy lunged forward, trying to place his fist right in the crook of The Lich King's neck. But before Finn came even close, Veli grabbed Finn by his wrist and armpit and hurled him as far as he could, which was well over fifty feet. Finn kicked up some of the dirt as he skidded along the field. He had gotten used to being thrown around by Soturi, so it didn't faze Finn much. As Finn stood up, he jumped as The Lich suddenly appeared behind him. Before he could react, The Lich had delivered a powerful kick to the base of Finn's spine. The kick was strong enough to make Finn's body that rested in the physical plain, shudder and cry out as if someone had taken a switch to the big bloody scratches on his back. Several of the puppies had awakened from Finn's shout, but quickly went back to sleep.

However in the astral plain, Finn was struggling to escape from the large hand that was holding the top of his skull, and squeezing it hard. The Lich lifted Finn up to eye level so that he could talk to him more openly.

"Finn, stop struggling. It will only bring you more pain." It took Finn a few seconds to follow what he was saying, but when he did calm down he left his fingernails pushing against the top of his hand. "You must learn to control you emotions, boy. I wasn't even trying and in less than thirty seconds, I literally hold your head in my palm."

"So, what of it?" "A wise man once told me that certain emotions can turn a person into something that they are not, whether they are the meekest of the meek or top of the totem pole. Before that man perished by my side, he had taught me an old game that you and I have already begun to play."

"This is just a game to you!?" Finn yelled.

"Not just any game," the Lich replied. "It is a game that tests a person's wisdom, patience, cunning, and the choices that they make. A game that has been enjoyed for hundreds of years by the humans that created it. A game of kings, queens, bishops, rooks, knights, and pawns. Tonight you have met my pawn. Later, you will know of my knight, my bishop, my rook, and my queen." The Lich's body began to dissolve into black smoke as he neared the end of his speech. "But because I am a man of fair sport, I will give you time to set your end of the board, one year to be exact. Use that time wisely, boy. Because it will be your last year in existence, and with nothing else to say, I shall leave you today with only one word." Most of his body was already up in smoke, the only thing that wasn't turned to smoke was the arm that was holding on to Finn's skull. But after The Lich's disembodied voice said the one word, the rest of his arm vanished along with the rest of him. "Check."

Finn was on his hands and knees when Soturi returned to his side. Finn informed the King of what his brother had told him, and he took it hard. Soturi set himself down next to Finn in astonishment.

"I thought we'd have more time." Finn had positioned himself upright and took a seat next to Soturi when he had remembered a promise he had made to Anna. He thought how exactly he would play this out, and after he had made his plan he turned to face to Soturi who had placed a hand on his faceplate.

"Soturi, if you had a second chance to save Charlotte's life, would you take it." This was the first time in a long time that Finn had brought up Soturi's long dead wife into conversation, and it caught him off guard.

"Of course I would, I will always love her. Why do you ask?"

"Because tonight I made a promise that I can't keep anymore. And I need you to do it for me." Soturi had caught something of a slide show of Finn's memories of the past few hours, of the pawn's attack, the blood on Finn's hands, and the marine who was ready and willing for vengeance. The King had no idea what compelled him to say his next six words.

"And why should I do that." Finn's answer was as quick as it was simple.

"Because I love her, and because she deserves the right to know why she almost died."

Anna walked through an extravagant garden that was filled with exotic and beautiful vegetation, the garden lay just outside the walls of a palace that was just as lavish as the garden. Everything even had a reddish hue to it. It was absolutely confusing to her and if she had to make any reasonable explanation for her situation, it would be that this was a strange dream. Anna bent down to inspect an unusual flower with multicolored petals as Soturi appeared behind her and said. "Do you prefer to be called Anna, or would you like to be called something else." Anna turned her head at the sound of an unfamiliar voice and saw the King of this palace in his dented, golden armor.

"Who, who are you?" she asked.

"My name is Soturi, and I must ask you. Do you recall anything from the past few hours?" Anna looked away from the King, not wanting to say anything to this stranger, but the words seemed to just flow out of her mouth.

"Uh, well I remember I was watching my favorite movie with Finn, and then after he tried to kiss me but after that I can't really remember anything. Most of the night was just a big blur."

"So you don't remember saving Finn's life, almost at the cost of your own."

"I do now!" Anna said, after her eyebrows rose.

"Do you also remember the promise that had Finn made to you." Almost instantly the girl nodded. "Yes, about him telling me the secret he's been keeping for a while."

"Yes, well I am Finn's secret." Anna tilted her head and raised one of her eyebrows again.

"Come again?" Soturi began to walk past her as he let out small laugh; he found her confusion to some extent, humorous. And if Soturi found this enjoyable, then the next few periods of time would be very entertaining.

"Come with me, I shall explain everything."

The girl followed Soturi only out of curiosity's sake. Though as he started his tale, Anna became more and more interested in who this strange man was. "What you see around you Anna is nothing more than projections of the memories of where I was born and raised. The people who founded this city billions of years ago, entitled it Rumah. There was a time when this utopia was on Earth, however the council that governed us at that time were forced to do an impossible task. The process ended up killing all but one. That one surviving councilman with the name of Varoitus, a distant relative of mine, then became the first king of Rumah. And as he neared the end of his life, he started to have visions. These visions were so startling that Varoitus had the scholars forge a prophecy from them. That prophecy says that a single motion of the hand from a dark prince will set into motion, the war of suns. The prince who set that motion will be punished not once, but three times in death. Brought to him twice by a hero, one of the four sole survivors. This hero shall have met and been raised by a gold dog. Who will lead the Hero, the King, and the Solider to a flying mountain, where they will help decide the fate of two worlds."

Anna was completely at a loss for words, she could easily place The Mushroom War, Finn, Jake, and her family in the prophecy. But the dark prince, was the only part that she didn't get. "Would you please explain that dark prince part?" she asked.

"Because the prophecy said that, each king after Varoitus bared two children at the minimum; so that if that one prince became corrupt, then the other could take his place on the throne. In fact, the prophecy was known to the kings and royal officials. I had learned of it only after I had become king, after my father's murder." A lot of questions bounced around in Anna's brain, yet only one left her lips. "Do you think you could tell me what that impossible task was?"

"Why of course, each of the councilmen were issued one of these." Soturi raised his valta to present it to Anna. "This object on my arm here is called…"

"A valta, they use life energy to make lasers, force fields, teleport, create the armor that you're wearing now, and allows you to communicate with people using your mind. That's pretty much all I know about it." The King stared in amazement at the youth. The last thing the Soturi had expected was that this girl from the twenty first century would know anything about his culture. Anna knew that the face hidden under his helmet bared an expression of full wonder. "Finn told me." Anna said as she continued to walk as Soturi had stopped to recover his thoughts.

"Um, yes. Well, when all fifteen members of the council were faced with the threat of war, they used their valtas to teleport the entire city to the next planet over and escape the threat of those giant lizards." Anna always knew that she was never the smartest person in the world, but she always tried her best to piece together what she didn't understand, even if the answer didn't quite make sense.

"Wait, you mean that your people almost had a war, with dinosaurs!"

"To put it lightly, yes. But we only retreated because we were a peaceful civilization and had had no real weapons before you say anything else, just let me explain. Despite their small brains, these 'dinosaurs' were relatively smart. This was only because of one of the many genetic experiments that our scientists had taken part in. The lizards had developed their own society, with our help of course. However as the years went by, they became more and more dependent on us. And when we cut them off, they revolted."

"But what about that theory about the asteroid that wiped the dinosaurs?" Soturi decided that he had had enough walking and took a seat at the edge of a fountain. The King motioned for Anna to sit next to him as he continued to talk.

"Well part of that is true. Just before the council transported Rumah to Mars, they forced Earth's second moon out of orbit with their valtas and onto the face of the planet." It took Anna several seconds for the words 'second moon' to run through her memory and five minutes of a National Geographic documentary reared its head. That documentary had said that billions of years ago, the two moons had collided into one another at high speeds, sending the smaller moon off into the infinite blackness of space, while the other still orbits the planet to this day.

"Wow." It was a lot of information to take in, in a short amount of time. Though as long as Anna has lived in Ooo, she had learned by now to just roll with the strange stuff. "Is there anything else that you want to tell me that might blow my mind?"

"I might have a few more things, but I am nowhere near done telling you everything."

"And what exactly does everything cover." Soturi brought his valta up to hold his chin as he thought of a way to summarize his life up until this point.

"Well, it's a long and painful story…" Soturi positioned his hand to cover some of his helmet when his valta began to glow like a rising sun as it absorbed his helmet back into the magic gauntlet. And as the valta's glow faded, Soturi lowered his arm and turned his head to gaze at the girl sitting next to him with a wide face that looked like it had gone through as much hell as his armor. With a jagged scar that went from the center of his forehead, to the right of his nose. Atop his head was the same color of chestnut that his brother had, only it was much longer and unruly from his confinement in the astral plain. "…but it's my story."

(First off, I'd like to apologize for all the ranting I did about the reviews. I guess I was just a little jealous of other stories that are a lot more popular than this one. So from now on, I will no longer do that. I'm just thankful to have readers period. Second off, the next couple of chapters are going to be all about Soturi's backstory, which will more than likely be more than a couple chapters. And most will cover questions from both the show's and human's history. Case and point, Earth did have a second moon, don't believe me? You've finished reading, so Google it.)