Yeah, I meant to update this sooner, but yknow, I thought, why not play 200 hours of Dragon Age: Origins and finish two different playthroughs where I make the exact same choices, only slightly different. And I gotta tell you -that Alistair is sneaky. I romanced him twice on accident. I mean, he's so cute; how can you not? Amiright? Tho one of those times I had to break up with him and he gave me the saddest "oh... I won't bother you then since that's what you want" and I just wanted to be like "nO ALISTAIR MARRY ME I'M SORRY" Also Leliana -sneaky little bard is so easy to romance. MORRIGAN ON THE OTHER HAND requires me to be an asshole, which makes it harder.

Also, what a lovely soundtrack - I mean, go listen to "Elves at the Mercy of Man" and tell me it isn't one of the prettiest soundtracks you've ever heard.

Ahaha but enough about that, yes? Erm... chapter time?

** Also I wanted to reply to my anonymous reviewers because they made me smile and I can't reply to them normally:

Strop: Yessss, my fanfic has reached 'readable at 4AM' status! I have finally made it!

Anon: This may sound conceited of me, but I don't care: YOU MAY ABSOLUTELY WRITE FANFICTION ABOUT LORNA. -clings to Lorna with you-

So, my immediate reaction to being on the blimp obviously should have been to get up and look for my friends because being around Bakura wasn't going to help me much. I remembered that the idea of searching for him had crossed my mind before Zephyr had found me, but that was only to try and confront Marik before all hell broke loose, which meant that, seeing as the semi-finals had begun, I had lost my chance to do that. However, without my interference, the story would still go on as planned -I hoped - and Yugi and the Pharaoh wouldn't need my help to beat Marik. Besides, even if I had found Marik first, I wasn't quite sure what I would have done, so it was probably for the best…

Yeah, I was wondering where you were going with that plan anyway.

Go away, Voice.

Rude. I saved your life.

Yeah, thanks for that, but I don't need you reading my mind all the time. Would it kill you to at least pretend that you're respecting my privacy?

I sighed. You know what? I was going to get out of bed and I was going to find my friends and I was going to cheer them on. I couldn't be laying around while all the interesting stuff was happening elsewhere. I missed Yugi's duel, so I had to at least stick around for Joey's duel before evilMarik turned into an even-more-evil Marik.

You missed that one too, y'know.

Didn't I tell you to stop that? I huffed quietly then asked him, Then who's dueling?

Well, at the moment? Nobody.

I thought back to Joey's duel with Odion… If I recalled correctly, he was supposed to be overwhelmed by the duel and fall unconscious. He should have been in the infirmary somewhere… Maybe I just hadn't spotted him yet.

I heaved myself up into a sitting position and scanned the room. It was pretty small with three beds on each side -six in total. Only two of the beds were occupied at the moment -mine and Bakura's. There was a nurse taking a nap on one of the visitors' couches, his chest heaving upwards and downwards. But no Joey... Just how late was it? Surely, my friends were still awake, right? There were still duels to be had before the night was through. I mean, I only missed half of it, right?

I waited for the voice to affirm or deny, but it was silent, which I took for approval.

With a sigh so great it could have effectively changed the course of the enormous KaibaCorp blimp, I tried lifting my legs over the edge of the bed. It didn't hurt as much as before, but I knew from experience that the pain was only dull since I had been off of my feet for a while. Though my ass was kinda stinging more now that my weight was on it. Thinking about the blisters, I began to wonder if I had enough warts now to officially be considered a wicked witch; then at least I'd have gained something from that accursed duel.

In one quick leap, I dropped to the ground, wincing and inhaling sharply as soon as my feet met the ground. Well, that didn't hurt like as much of a bitch as it could have, but it was still bad. At some point while I was asleep, the medical staff must have covered up my blisters as they were all bandaged up now.

I looked over at the nurse again; he was still sleeping, which was good since I didn't want to be told how much I needed to rest. I had a severe, pulsing migraine and I was sure anyone with half a brain would have noticed me grimacing every time I moved my head.

A sharp sting in my arm caused me to stop in my tracks. It was the IV and I had enough common sense to know that I couldn't just rip it out, so I got to work picking off the tape on my arm where the IV was attached.

"I wouldn't do that," Zorc drawled, not even bothering to face me as he spoke.

"What do you mean? Why not?" I sputtered, my hand still in position to remove the IV needle from my arm.

With a colossal release of breath, indicating that there were millions of people he would rather have been with than my humble self, he mumbled, "When you were brought in here, you were severely dehydrated and malnourished. Apparently, you haven't eaten anything since yesterday. You did your fair share of vomiting today as well, so I wasn't particularly surprised. I'd lie back down if I were you..." He yawned and shifted in his bed. "Though I don't really care either way..." Ah, good of him to make sure I still knew he was a dickpimple before I forgot.

"But I'm not hungry..." I said, fingering my belly. Aside from the slightly aching sores all over my skin and my headache, I felt fine, which meant that that the IV had already done its job.

After removing it, I made my way to the door, peering through at the hallway. The first thought that crossed my mind was one of the obvious kind: it wasn't the least bit familiar. How would I know where to go? I mean, I supposed I could just wing it and everything would turn out fine. I mean, my track record with winging it wasn't too bad.

After a grueling five minutes of severe contemplation, I determined, through a round of Eenie Meenie Miney Moe,that I would go right and see where that took me...

... only it took me to a wall and a bunch of locked doors, causing me to lose all faith in the once reliable Eenie Meenie Miney Moe.

You're lost.

No, I'm just taking the scenic route.

Yeah, that big locked door you're standing in front of sure is aesthetically pleasing.

Well, if you're so all-knowing, then help me out, you good-for-nothing disembodied voice.

I never said I was all-knowing.

Yes, you did.

No, I didn't.

Fine. Don't be helpful.

I trudged past the door, holding on to the handle for support. The hospital slippers that I had put on in my haste weren't exactly comfortable, and the soles of my feet were aching. Sure, the blisters had been all bandaged up, but bandages were still cloth and they still rubbed against my skin. I take it I probably wasn't meant to leave until my blisters had at least receded a bit, but screw the rules, I had incredible stubbornness and a loathsome disposition- kinda like a really old man who refuses to let the reaper take him and boasts about it constantly. Incidentally, I also liked to chase kids off of my lawn. Perhaps I really was an old man…

I felt my head spin around and around and around... I probably should have raided the infirmary food cart before setting off on a quest to find my friends. I was feeling incredibly light-headed and I was beginning to see double vision. So much for 'feeling fine', I guess...

What were two Zephyrs doing in front of me? Last I checked, there was only one of him, unless he asexually reproduced and created an exact replica of himself.

What was I talking about again?

"Lorna... Hey, you don't look so good. Maybe you should lie down somewhere..." They said putting their strange ten-finger hands on my shoulder.

In my state of delirium, I understood that I was supposed to be furious with the Zephyrs, but I was much too hungry to remember why.

"I'm just tired and a bit hungry," I told them. "Maybe a bit sleepy, too."

"Want me to get you something to eat?" they offered. Four eyes looked down upon me with concern.

I shook my head and rubbed my bangs out of my face. "No, no, kind citizen. Now if you'll kindly stand aside? I'm on a mission to find my friends in this airborne labyrinth of doom."

"Well, erm..." They let out a heavy sigh and smiled. "May I join your party, brave warrior of light?"

I let out a heavy sigh and clicked my tongue. "I'm a mage, not a warrior, you uncultured swine."

"Mhmm. Whatever you say," he breathed in my ear and I shuddered, my stomach aching terribly. When I remembered why I was mad at him, he would definitely get what was coming to him.

I felt two hands grab my shoulders and turn me around. "Wrong way," he said, the warmth of his breath against my cold neck making me shudder. He pushed me forward and I blindly let him guide me for I wasn't in any position to lead. I didn't pay much attention to the halls, as I was too engrossed in listening to my stomach growl, my blood pulse underneath my blisters, and our footsteps against the linoleum floor.

"P-P-Personal space, Zephyr…" I murmured weakly, only half intending it to be loud enough for him to hear -so naturally, he didn't hear a thing. I would have removed his hands and asked him to walk side-by-side with me, but I didn't have the heart or the energy to. Besides, how often is one in such close proximity with a very attractive individual -yeah, that was probably stupid of me to say, but I wasn't in my right mind so I gave myself some allowance in that.

"Have you spoken with Doc lately?" he asked casually as we walked through a long hallway with a great window to the right displaying the night sky. If I didn't know any better, I would think it was a huge painting; it looked so pretty from up here.

"Doc?" I questioned. "You mean the Voice?"

We stopped in front of a door and he stepped in front of me, nodding vigorously. Was it just me or did he get taller since we last met? "Yeah, I haven't spoken to him since I met you. It's kinda weird though… Like…" He sighed and shook his head. "Listen, let's just get in here. I have a lot to talk to you about."

"Ah, I… understand. But you'll have to forgive me if I'm not very responsive... I'm just out of it right now…" I said, rubbing my eyes a bit.

"I can tell."

"And whose fault is that?" The voice that replied to him was not my own, nor were the forest-green eyes that glared icily at him, familiar as they were.

He scoffed and glared back. "Easy for you to say, Sun."

The woman standing before us now was stunning. It seemed like she had emerged from the room near us upon hearing our conversation. She was much taller than I was with slender legs that went on for miles -erm, figuratively speaking, of course. Her hair was long and jet black; her lips were as red as blood. She looked like a femme fatale vampire straight out of the movies. I didn't know they made them this hot in real life -holy smokes...

"Stop ogling me, Lorna; it's rude," she snapped without taking her gaze off of Zephyr. "Let's get inside before someone sees the two of you here. This is a staff-only area."

I couldn't stop myself from blurting out "Staff area?" What about my friends? Ugh why did I consistently trust Zephyr when he had given me no reasons to do so? His pretty face? And he just went and led me astray again -and possibly into another trap.

And why does everyone seem to know who I am without introductions? What bullshit.

Lorna. I don't trust this.

Then why didn't you speak up earlier? I mentally growled at Voice.

Listen to me. You need to leave -

"Lorna, get in here before Seto Kaiba kicks all three of us off of this blimp." The woman grabbed my arm roughly, her perfectly manicured nails digging sharply into my skin. She shoved me into the room and shut the door behind her.

Upon being released from her grasp I stumbled into a small bed, falling onto my back and feeling the sensitive skin behind my knees rub against the bed frame. "Owie," I whined quietly, pushing myself up and trying not to feel the skin of my stomach and back bend.

I was gonna say 'before it's too late', but I suppose at this point, it doesn't really matter.

Do you know anything about these two? I asked, suddenly remembering what Zephyr told me earlier.

Well, you could say I've been talking to them, too.

Ah, cheating on me, eh? I quipped dryly.

Oh, no. You are definitely my one and only. There was a hint of some emotion in its tone -an amused chuckle or a wry smirk perhaps. Anyway, the lanky one calls himself Zephyr and the one you secretly want to have sex with calls herself Sun.

'Calls himself'? Is that you trying to sound all mysterious and shit?

For once, no, actually. They go by pseudonyms rather than their real names. Anyway, you absolutely must not tell them you still talk to me.

Why? Who are they? Zephyr said he was just like me. Is that true? And what about Sun?

There was reluctance and then it replied, Yes, they are like you in a sense, but they do not come from the same universe as you and they are incredibly dangerous. Now, stop talking to me or they'll get suspicious.

"Lorna! Earth to Lorna."

Fine, but you owe me a better explanation than that later.

I looked up at Zephyr who seemed to be worried about me. "Stop zoning out. You're scaring me," he told me, pouting adorably. I shook my head. No, Lorna. Stop perving on the enemy.

Sun looked more irritated than concerned, however, and she hovered over me with her arms crossed impatiently. "Are you talking to him?"

"What? Talking to who?" I asked, in spite of my firm suspicions as to who she was talking about.

"The voice in your head. Zephyr says he spoke to you as well. Is he speaking to you now?" She had the face of a person who already knew the answers to their questions before even asking.

"N-No... it hasn't spoken to me in a week." I lied, trying to pass my nerves off as fear of that poisonous stare; she had the kind of stare that would make you want to say 'Yes, Mistress.' -not that I was into that kind of thing... or any kind of thing... I mean, I'd need to first try sex at least once before leveling up to that... Also I'd need a willing partner and y'all know that ain't happening ever.

B-but um... ahem. Enough about that...

A short 'tsk' from Sun told me I was in big trouble. She turned away from me and uncrossed her arms, glancing at the door then putting a hand on her hip. "She's lying to us, Zephyr."

"No, I'm not!" I cried out defensively, making my head hurt slightly in the process. Loud noises were bad enough, but apparently, making them myself was worse.

"Don't antagonize her, Sun," he retorted, giving me a pained smile. This time, he spoke to me, but much more softly. "You can trust us, Lorna. I don't know what he's been telling you, but he's lying about everything."

Before I could stop myself, I blurted out, "Oh, and what have youever done for me?"

It finally came back to me -the chase, the alley… Viola… and he just left me there.

"I almost died, Zephyr," I snapped at him. Part of me wanted to destroy him -a very strong part of me. It reminded me a bit of how I felt dueling Viola, and why wouldn't it? After all, it was his fault I ran into her. It was a strange feeling being furious. Sure, I got angry and yelled at people sometimes, but I never felt like this until Viola… until Zephyr. "What the fuck are you thinking? You leave me to my death like that and now you want to be friends? You want me to trust you?" My voice rose higher and higher as I spoke and for some reason, he just stayed silent. "I was terrified! And nobody was there for me! I was all alone… and it was your fault!" My voice echoed a bit in the room and I shut my mouth, my hands going to the fabric of the oversized hospital gown I was wearing, clenching it in my fist and releasing it repeatedly.

Zephyr winced at the outburst and opened his mouth to speak but shut it slowly. He looked over at Sun whose face hadn't moved at all during my speech.

"I killed someone, Zephyr. How could you make me do that? How could you force that on me?"

He still remained silent, trying not to meet my gaze, and for all my rage and frustration and despair, it might as well have been a declaration of guilt or an apology -either way, I didn't care.

Midst the silence that followed, a lone voice rang out. "So what?"

It was Sun. Her mask of nonchalance like a porcelain figure -untouchable, unchangeable, inflexible. She dropped one of the arms that was crossed over her chest and leaned back against the wall, her nail tapping the wallpaper behind her slowly and rhythmically.

I was at a loss for words that could adequately express how thoroughly outraged I was, how deeply those two words thrust into my heart. My brain worked on trying to find a way to comprehend how she could just dismiss everything that had happened and all it could come up with was the notion that Sun was ruthless, heartless, and psychotic. "How could you -"

"'Oh, boo hoo. I'm so tortured and lonely. Feel sorry for me!' is all I heard," she interrupted, her eyes narrowing slightly as they gazed upon my face, which was surprisingly dry for all the tears I wanted to cry. "That 'Guardian' was trying to destroy you, so you killed her in self-defense. Everyone kills -even that 'voice' in your head you like so much. And she won't be the first person you kill," she said, making my heart flutter in anxiety. "By the looks of you, I can tell you've got a lot more killing to do, and if you feel this shitty after them all, you'll lose your mind -maybe even kill yourself next," she added grimly, smirking because suicide was such a pleasant topic, really.

I kept my mouth shut after that because I couldn't find a single word to say to that woman. She was someone out of my league and if I tried to speak with her, she would just suck me into her darkness. I wasn't going to kill anyone else. She was lying, and I would prove her wrong if it was the last thing I did.

"Anyway, I dragged you over here because you're dying and, as pitiful as you are, I need you," she told me, her eyes no longer glaring at me, but still stern and sharp.

"And what exactly do you plan to do about that?" I asked icily, hugging my own body and feeling the bumps on the sides of my abdomen still aching lightly under the soft pressure of my fingers.

"Well, I was going to have Zephyr offer you some drugged water," she remarked coolly. "But seeing how mad you are at him, that plan has little merit now."

"Drugged?" My head was startled up and I gave her an incredulous look. "You were going to drug me?"

"Yes, yes. Keep up, kid." Sun rolled her eyes. "But we still have to force you into the Inbetween somehow…" The word 'force' didn't bode well with me… "Zephyr, would you please…"

Before I could gather my bearings, Zephyr was right in front of me, pushing me back onto the bed and holding my face roughly with his hand. He straddled me aggressively, his legs pushing uncomfortably upon my own legs and skin. Try as I did, he was too heavy for me to fight against, especially since Sun had grabbed my hands and was pushing them high above my head.

"W-What are you do -" Something cool splashed into my dry mouth and I choked. "Sto-" - cough-Zephyr was pouring water into my mouth from a tall glass of water, but I knew better -that wasn't water. Not wanting to choke anymore, I stopped trying to cry out, knowing nobody was going to hear me, least of all my friends…

His face swayed over me. There were two Zephyrs again… Would ya look at that? They looked so frustrated, biting their lips and narrowing their eyes. I wonder what had… their panties… in a twist… The two Suns were new, though. I guess she was full of surprises. Their heads were upside down with their lips puckered up in a pained smirk.

Man that shit they were forcing down my throat worked fast…

I felt so numb. The pressure was gone. The Suns and the Zephyrs decided to leave me alone to stare at the starry ceiling -oh, how beautiful… I love… stars…

Lorna, hang in there!

Voice… My mind was sluggish. Everything felt strange and quiet and calm…

Stay calm, Lorna. I'll find you in there. I won't let the monsters get you. You trust me; remember?

I… trust… you…

Okay, so here's another chapter. It went much differently than I had imagined. Initially, Sun and Zephyr weren't even going to show up and she was going still to end up in the Inbetween but with a different character named -INSERT SPOILER HERE-, but I figured they had to show up again sooner or later. I can't just bring them up once and then never speak of them again, especially considering that they're pretty important. Also I wasn't going to end the chapter there, but I wanted to leave you in suspense, which is why this chapter is slightly shorter than others.

Oooohh, next chapter will be a third person chapter -called "Nox I" and it will be very enlightening :3

PS I keep seeing people tell me that they see Thief King as the Spirit of the Ring instead of Zorc, and I must say here just to reaffirm that this is something important you should pay attention to :) I say a lot of bullshit in the author's notes but some of it is basically me throwing out spoilers willy nilly.

PPS You guys kept asking me who Lorna's love interest will be, and she has one now. Like, the romance hasn't exactly started, but erm the love interest exists. Guess who :3 Like for real, guess. Because the first to guess correctly gets to make up a small silly moment and I will put it in somewhere. And the guessing will be open until I actually reveal who the love interest is. If you ask nicely, I may even give out -gasp- hints.

One hint is -pretty much everyone is fair game -girls, guys, duel monsters. Go wild.

Don't get your hopes up for the romance though -since I can't write romance to save my life.