Chapter 6

A/N: Hey guys, sorry for the long wait but I finally got this chapter done and I hope that you enjoy it. Just want to say thanks to everyone who is sticking with this story and reviewing, favouriting and following. You guys are all awesome.

'I hate research', Ash groaned for what seemed like the hundreth time that hour.

'Ash', May began through gritted teeth. 'If you moan one more time I am going to strangle you'.

'I wasn't moaning'.

'Oh yes you were'.

'Come on now, stop fighting', Brock said absentmindedly without looking away from the screen of his laptop.

The four of them had been looking into records, trying to trace Togoros' bloodline for most of the day but so far, had turned up nothing. Ash was bored; he had never been one for just sitting around and having to go through records dating back to more than a hundred years ago bored him to tears.

'Do you really need my help?' He asked yet again, ignoring May's growl of irritation.

'Yes', Brock replied, beginning to lose patience himself. 'I already told you, the more people looking, the faster we'll find something'.

'Fine', Ash grumbled, going back to the computer in front of him that Pikachu was sleeping on top of.

Soon, Dawn found herself drifting off as she stared at the screen.

'Okay, I give up', Brock announced, getting up and disappearing upstairs.

He came back down ten minutes later dressed smartly in a black suit and tie.

'Uh, what's with the suit?' Dawn asked.

'I'm going to try and get into the records department at Fuschia City', Brock explained. 'So I have to pretend that I'm a CIA agent?'

'But don't you need an I.D. badge or something?'

'Oh Brock has that covered', Ash said, smiling.

'Yeah, see we have this friend who can produce realistic fake . They've never failed us so far', May explained. 'Actually, if you're serious about this job, then we should probably take you to meet her soon'.

'Oh, okay', Dawn said, not quite sure what to think about getting a fake I.D. Especially one that claimed that she was a government official or something.

'Good luck Brocko', Ash said.

'Thanks', Brock called, halfway out of the door.

It wasn't until early evening that Brock came back looking totally fed up but triumphant none the less.

'I've got something', he told Ash, Dawn and May.

'You have?' May said excitedly.

'Well I haven't found the youngest descendant quite yet but I'm definitely on the right track'.

'That's great, so how long until you find him or her?'

'With a bit of luck, by the end of tomorrow'.

'That means that we don't have to keep doing this stupid research', Ash said happily.

'Ash, you fell asleep about five minutes after Brock left' Dawn pointed out.

'That's my point, I was almost bored to death'.

'Always so dramatic', May teased, rolling her eyes.

'Hey you're the coodinator'.

'And what exactly is that supposed to mean?'

'It means that you lot are dramatic for a living'.

'You know, I can't actually argue with that one'.

'So I'm going to end this arguement there and go to bed. You two, get out of mine and Pikachu's bedroom'.

'You can't kick us out, it's Brock's living room'.

'Pikaaa'.

Pikachu stood up and sparked playfully, a mischivious look in his eyes.

'Ok, we're going', Dawn yelped, dragging May with her. 'Night Ash. Pikachu'.

'Night girls', Ash replied. He turned to find Pikachu nestled on the couch. 'Pikachu, get out of the way'.

'Chu', Pikachu said, lazily opening one eye.

'What do you mean no? Come on Pikachu, I want to go to bed'.

'Chu'.

'Fine, I'll just move you myself', Ash said, moving to pick Pikachu up. Pikachu sparked at him but Ash ignored him picked the Pokemon up anyway. Pikachu released a weak Thunderbolt that Ash merely shook off and put the mouse down on the coffee table whilst he made up the bed. That done, he lay down and patted the space next to him. Pikachu curled up next to him and the two settled down for the night.

The following day, Ash went to Brock's old gym to see if the battlefield was free for him to train on. It was and Ash ended up spending most of the day there until a challenger turned up and he decided that it was time to head back to the practice.

Brock turned up just after Ash did.

'Did you find the person?' Dawn asked as soon as he walked through the door.

'I did', he turned to May and Ash. 'And you two will never guess who it is'.

'Then tell us', Ash said.

'Togoros' current true vessel is Misty'.

Ash and May were knocked sideways at that.

'Misty? As in the Misty who travelled with us for years?' Ash had to ask.

'Yup'.

'Huh, small world. Alright let's go and get her. I'm assuming that she's still in Cerulean?'

'Give her a call to check'.

'Can I use your phone?'

'Sure'.

'Who's Misty?' Dawn asked once Ash had left.

'Oh she used to travel with Ash and I way back when Ash first became a trainer. They both had feelings for each other, though neither ever admitted it', he added, completly oblivious to the fact that Dawn liked Ash that way too.

'Yes but they may not feel the same way now', May said quickly, trying to make Dawn feel better.

'I don't know; they did care a lot about each other', Brock pressed on, unaware of Dawn's inner turmoil. May wanted to slap him, why did he have to pick now to be as dense as Ash?

'She is still at the gym', Ash informed them, coming back in. Dawn's heart sank slightly when she saw the incredibly happy look he had after speaking to this Misty girl again. 'I told her that we would be there tomorrow morning'.

'You really have no sense of time do you Ash?' Brock said. 'Try we'll get there by noon at the earliest'.

'Oh', Ash said, looking disappointed. 'But if we went early...'.

'I am not getting up at a stupid time to drive to Cerulean when it won't hurt to turn up later in the day.

'Besides, you usually hate getting up early', May pointed out.

'Yeah yeah', Ash replied, brushing off her comment.

'It'll be fine Ash, don't worry', Brock said kindly.

'Yeah, I know', Ash replied. But he couldn't shake off a bad feeling.

'I call shot gun', Ash shouted, running into the garage.

'I don't think so', May said, cutting in front of him and diving into the truck's passenger seat.

'Aw come on', Ash protested.

'Get in the back Ash', May said triumphantly.

'But...'.

'Ash, just get in the back', Brock said.

'Aw man', Ash grumbled as he took a seat next to Dawn. Dawn herself was rather happy to be sitting next to Ash, it seemed that she hadn't been able to spend as much time alone with him as she'd like lately, despite living in the same house as him for the past few days. Plus, she was slightly insecure about this Misty person, Ash did seem really excited at the prospect of seeing her. What if Brock was right and he did have romantic feelings for her? What would she do then?

As much as she tried to ignore these feelings, the thoughts stayed stubbornly at the back of her mind, nagging away at her until by the time they got to Cerulean, Dawn had managed to convince herself that Misty would steal Ash away from her the second that he stepped out of the car.

The boy himself did nothing to alleviate her fears. He hardly waited for the car to stop outside the gym before leaping out and racing into the gym with Pikachu at his side. The others followed at a more sedate pace.

'Hey Mist, we're here', he called.

A girl came through the doors that led to the pool area of the gym but it wasn't the one that Ash wanted to see.

'Like, who are you and like why are you being so like, loud?' Violet asked haughtily.

'Uh, we were looking for Misty', Ash replied.

'Like, clearly. I think that you like, told the whole town who were like, looking for', she said with an eye roll.

'Leave him alone Violet', a new voice demanded. Ash's heart leapt a little when he saw the voice's owner.

'Misty!' He exclaimed, hurrying over to her.

'Pikachupi', Pikachu squeaked happily, leaping into her arms.

'Hey guys, it's great to see you too', Misty smiled, hugging first Pikachu and then Ash. Dawn felt a pang of jealousy at their obvious closeness. She cleared her throat pointedly.

'Oh, sorry', Ash said, pulling away from Misty's embrace. 'Misty this is Dawn, Dawn this is Misty. Brock and May are around here somewhere too'.

'Here we are', the excitable brunette announced, hurrying in and hugging Misty tightly.

'Hey Mist', Brock said fondly, also hugging the gym leader.

'Hey guys, it's great seeing you and it's a pleasure to meet you Dawn', Misty smiled warmly at Dawn, instantly erasing any resentment that Dawn had been feeling towards her.

'It's nice to meet you too', Dawn replied genuinely, smiling back.

'So, I'm supposed to be the vessel for some ancient evil witch', Misty remarked.

'Apparently', Ash replied.

'And of course you're mixed up in a potential doomsday again. Can't you keep out of trouble when I'm not around Ketchum?' She playfully slapped the peak of his cap, knocking it down over his eyes.

'I got in enough trouble with you around', Ash laughed, readjusting his cap. 'So are you ready to come with us?'

'Yeah. Just let me grab my stuff'.

'Ok'.

'But like Misty, how will we like, manage the gym by ourselves?' They heard one of Misty's sisters whine from upstairs. Ash rolled his eyes and exchanged looks with Brock and May.

'I keep telling you actually battle any challengers that come and DON'T just give away badges. I've given you plenty of training and you're pretty decent battlers now, so you should be able to handle a few of the newer trainers', Misty replied, sounding exasperated.

'But...'.

'Stop whining Lily', Misty snapped at her sister. She huffed in irritation when she came back down the stairs. 'Right, let's go before I strangle all three of them', she sighed and everyone laughed at the look on her face; a cross between exasperation and anger.

'You can all laugh, but you don't have to live with them', Misty scowled.

'You know Mist, seeing you with your sisters kinda makes me glad that I'm an only child', Ash chuckled.

'Sometimes I wish that I was'.

'Come on, you care about them really', Brock said.

'Don't let them hear that, they take advantage enough as it is'.

'So are we going or not?' May asked, getting bored of just standing around.

'Yes we're going, come on', Brock replied. They filed out the door to the sounds Misty's sisters complaining about how they would cope with the gym by themselves.

Dawn was fervently grateful that they weren't her sisters.

Dawn stepped out of the room that she was sharing with May and Misty and headed for the staircase when the door to the bathroom opened and Ash stepped out wearing nothing but a towel.

Dawn's gaze was immediately drawn to his muscular chest, the occassional drop of water that dripped from his hair rolling down it and his washboard abs.

A fierce blush rose to her face and she couldn't be sure that her mouth wasn't hanging open like a Magikarp.

'Oh hey Dawn', he said, noticing her standing there.

'Uhh...' Her brain seemed to have stopped functioning and she couldn't think of the proper response. It certainly wasn't helping that he was now giving her a questioning look.

'Are you okay Dawn? You look kinda flushed', he asked, concern evident in his voice.

'Speak you idiot', Dawn thought to herself. 'Huh? Oh no, I'm fine', she said a little too quickly.

'Are you sure?'

'Yes, absolutely', Dawn replied with a nervous laugh, wanting to slap herself for acting like a stupid airhead just because she'd seen Ash's chest.

'Well, if you're positive', he said, looking unconvinced.

'I'm sure'.

'Ok then, see you in the morning'.

'Yeah, night'.

Ash reached the stairs but stopped to let someone come up.

Dawn felt a hot surge of jealousy as she caught Misty staring at Ash with what Dawn assumed was an almost identical expression to the one that she had worn only minutes before. Ash blushed, matching the colour on her cheeks when he realised what Misty was staring at, avoiding her gaze. After a moment, Misty did the same and an uncomfortable silence hung over them. Dawn got the impression that Ash had forgotten that she was there and Misty hadn't noticed her at all. She had an urge to make presence known but didn't want to further embarrass Ash.

A couple of minutes passed before Ash awkwardly cleared his throat.

'Uhh... So uh, night Mist. Dawn', he added hurriedly, seemingly as an after thought.

'Y-yes, night Ash', Misty stammered, quickly moving aside to let him past.

'Goodnight', Dawn muttered as Ash disappeared down the stairs.

There was an awkward silence between the two girls when Ash had left. Dawn had hoped that Misty hadn't noticed her obvious jealousy but clearly she was wrong. She tried to think of something to say, something that would relieve the tension between them. But she came up short.

'Well ah... Goodnight Misty', she finally murmured, keeping her head down and turning away from the older girl.

'So you like him too huh?' Misty's voice halted Dawn in her tracks.

Reluctantly, she turned to face the gym leader. 'N-no', she tried.

Misty smiled, although it didn't quite reach her eyes, which had a sad, almost longing look. 'It's alright', she said. 'I know that he and I will never happen but it could be different for you. I've seen the way that he looks at you, May has noticed too. Just do me a favour; when you do get together, look after him?'

It was Dawn's turn to smile. 'Of course I will'.

'Thanks Dawn. Now, let's go and see what May is up to shall we?'

'Okay', Dawn replied, relieved and grateful that Misty understood and was okay with Dawn's feelings. The girls went into their room whilst downstairs Ash prepared for bed, completely oblivious to the conversation that had just gone on above his head.

'Umm... So do we have an actual plan to stop Togoros rising or not?' Misty asked from where she sat in an armchair in Brock's living room. They had been back in Pewter City for almost a week and she was beginning to get bored.

'Not exactly', Ash admitted, disinterestedly flicking through TV channels.

'Of course, why was I expecting anything else from you? You never have a plan'.

'And yet things always seem to work out alright anyway'.

She couldn't argue with that. Ash had always had a habit of making whatever situation he found himself in turn out fine, even without a plan.

'Well we would do something', Brock spoke up. 'Except that we don't know if the demons have to sacrifice specific people or if anyone will do, where these sacrifices take place, what the other steps in the preparation are or when and where they are going to strike next. We're doing our best to find answers but seem to be getting nowhere and we can't act until we do get them'.

'That is a problem', Misty admitted.

'Have you considered maybe communicating with some spirits to see if they know anything?' Dawn asked tentatively.

Brock stared hard at her, making Dawn think that she might have said something stupid.

'Like with a Ouija board?' he asked.

'Yes', Dawn nodded.

'No I haven't. But it is as good an idea as any I've had so far. Good thinking Dawn'.

'Thanks'.

'Do those things actually work?' Ash asked scepticaly. 'I thought that they were pieces of mass produced junk that people used to freak themselves out at halloween parties'.

'Usually yes, but they can work if you use them properly', Brock told him.

'Okay. Where do we get one? I'm assuming that you don't have one Brock?'

'No I don't'.

'Ooh I know where', Misty said. 'There's this little shop just outside Cerulean that sells weird stuff like that'.

'Then I guess that I should go and get one', Ash said. 'Can I borrow your car please Brock?'

'Don't crash it', Brock replied, tossing him the keys.

'Please, I'm an awesome driver'.

'Says the guy who reversed into a wall on his first ever driving lesson', Brock snorted.

'Don't forget about that old woman crossing the road that he almost mowed down', Gary added, appearing standing half in the coffee table.

'She jumped out in front of me', Ash defended himself.

'An old woman jumped?' Gary asked, raising an eyebrow.

'Yes'.

'Riiight'.

'I saw him run a stop sign once', May piped up.

'And I remember Brock telling me how one time when he was giving you a lesson, you hit a tree', Misty grinned.

'It moved', Ash said flatly.

'Ash, we were on the freeway, I don't even know how you managed to find a tree to hit', Brock said.

'Pika pikapi chu pi pik cha'.

'He plowed across Delia's garden and hit the house?' Misty translated.

'Pi'.

'Pikachu!' Ash cried as everybody else burst into the laughter. 'You swore that you wouldn't tell anybody that'.

Oh yeah I remember that now', Gary chuckled. 'Delia was furious, I thought that she was going to strangle you'.

'How the hell did you manage that?' Dawn giggled.

'I hit the wrong peddle', Ash mumbled, causing everybody to break into a new fit of laughter. 'Look everybody makes mistakes okay?' He snapped, getting irritated by the continued laughter. 'You guys are all jerks, I'm leaving. Want to come Dawn?'

'Okay', Dawn replied, trying not to look too eager.

'Let's go'.

'Is this the place?' Dawn asked apprehensively, staring at the forboding shop before them.

The shop wasn't that big. To be accurate, it was barely more than a shed. The dark brown paint was flaking off and there was a bare patch of wood where a sign had been hanging above the door. The small display window displayed a collection of dried, shrivelled herbs, weird, new-agey type books and dusty jars that had been sitting there for so long that the writing on their labels had long since faded to become illegible.

'Must be, it's the only place like this around here', Ash said in answer to Dawn's question, moving inside.

Ash had been expecting the interior to look like these kinds of shops did in horror movies; dark and creepy, maybe with a weird smell and a creepy old shop keeper to go with it. So he was surprised to find that the inside was actually light and smelled like incense. The small space was crammed full of racks and shelves selling things like crystals and items to be used in "spells".

Dawn relaxed and waundered off to check out a display rack over by the window and Ash, with Pikachu perched on his shoulder, went over to the empty cash register at the back of the shop and peered into the dark room behind it.

'Hello?' he called. He got no response.

'Pika?' Pikachu tried.

'Is anyone here? We're looking for something', Ash shouted louder. 'Huh, no one's answering', he said, turning around to face Dawn.

'Can I help you with anything?' A female voice right behind Ash asked, almost making him jump. Turning back around, he came face to face with a brunette in her twenties.

'Um, yes', he replied, collecting himself whilst his heart rate returned to normal. He felt Dawn come to stand next to him. 'We're looking for a Ouija board'.

'A Ouija board?' The woman repeated, never taking her eyes from his.

'Yeah. Do you have one?'

The woman was silent for so long that Ash began to think that he wouldn't get an answer. Then, 'yes, I think that I might do', she replied. Drifting past Dawn and Ash, she went to the shelves on the left side of the shop, moved a few books around and carried a box back to them.

'Great, thanks. How much?' Ash asked.

'£14.95'.

Ash payed and was handed the box with the board inside. He started to leave and Dawn turned to go with him when she felt a grip on her arm. She turned back to the woman, puzzled.

The woman stared straight into Dawn's eyes. 'You have great sorrow ahead of you', she said solemnly.

'W-what?' Dawn stuttered, pulling out of the woman's grasp and stumbling back a step. Ash came back and put a protective arm around her.

'It centers around him', the woman continued, shifting her gaze to Ash.

Dawn shivered.

'Alright that's it, let's go Dawn', Ash said angrily, glaring daggers at the woman. 'Come on, don't listen to her, she's just trying to scare you'.

Dawn allowed Ash to lead her out of the shop, but stopped once they were outside and looked back over her shoulder, a pit in her stomach. Ash caught her anxious expression and fresh anger bubbled up in him. Who was that woman to scare Dawn like that? He had half a mind to go back and give her a taste of one of Pikachu's Thunderbolts.

'Dawn forget about it', he said gently. 'I don't know what her game was but it certainly wasn't funny or realfor that matter. I'll bet that she's a "fortune teller" or something like that. There's a million of those types of people around, trying to con people. And every single one of them spews nothing but enormous piles of Tauros crap. So don't let it bother you okay?'

'Okay', Dawn agreed.

'Good. Now let's get back to Brock's'.

The Ouija board had been set up on the kitchen table and everybody was standing around the room.

'Do all of us have to play?' Ash wondered, leaning against the worktop next to the fridge with his arms crossed.

'No, just a few of us will do I think', Brock replied.

'I'll do it', Dawn volunteered. She wanted to be as helpful as possible, even though she had a bad feeling about this.

'Me too', May decided, taking a seat at the table.

'Alright let's do this', Brock also sat down.

'Wait', Misty suddenly said. 'If we need to get information from a ghost, then why don't we just ask Gary?'

'Because nobody will tell Gary what we need to know', Gary answered, materialising between her and Ash.

'Why is Gary referring to himself in the third person?' Ash asked.

'Because he wants to', Gary replied. 'Anyway, to find out what we need we need to talk to somebody... darker than me'.

'You mean eviler?'' Misty checked.

'You really don't believe in sugar coating things do you Red? Yes, someone eviler if you want'.

A chill ran down Dawn's spine and May put a comforting hand on her leg. Dawn managed a weak smile in thanks and May nodded and smiled back in acknowledgment.

'Let's just get this over with', Brock said, placing two fingertips on the planchette. May and Dawn followed suit and, taking a deep breath, Brock began. 'We're calling on any spirits that have knowledge of the plan to raise Togoros. We need your help. Is anyone there?'

'Yeah, me', Gary muttered quietly. Ash and Misty hurriedly stifled their laughter when Brock shot the three of them a nasty look.

'Anyone besides Gary?' Brock tried again. 'Please? We really need your help'.

Nothing happened for a couple of minutes and then the temperature of the room suddenly dropped. The living people's breath appeared as white puffs of mist in front of them.

Gary's eyes widened when he saw the ghost standing between May and Dawn. His skin was red and raw and some of it was flaking off. Patches of muscle and bone showed through where his flesh had burned off and only one of his eyes remained. Part of his lips had burned off, exposing his teeth and the flames that had killed him had made short work of his hair. There was barely enough of his old fashioned clothes to still be modest. Through the holes in the fabric, Gary could see that the burns covered his entire body.

The burn victim made eye contact with Gary and he resisted the urge to disappear. There was so much fury and malevolence radiating from the other spirit that alarm bells were going off in Gary's head. He really didn't like that he was standing next to his friends. Burn victim reached out and moved the planchette.

YES

Brock took another deep breath. 'Do you know anything about the ritual to raise Togoros?'

MAYBE

'Would you tell us what you know?'

MAYBE

'Please?' There was no response. 'Are you still there?' Brock asked.

In answer, Dawn felt a cold breath on the back of her neck. She squealed and whipped around but, of course, couldn't see anything. Gary watched warily as Burn victim moved behind May. Bending down, he moved her hair, brought his face to her neck and slowly licked it. Poor May looked justifiably grossed out and ready to bolt from the room.

'Hey, cut that out you pervert', Gary yelled angrily.

'Huh?' Ash asked, not being able to see the ghost himself.

'The bastard just licked May', Gary snarled.

'He did what?' Misty asked, disgusted.

'Leave them alone and just answer our questions', Gary told Burn victim coldly.

The other ghost looked at him for a moment, before disappearing and reappearing right in front of Gary.

'Are you threatening me boy?' He had a low, gravelly voice.

'Maybe I am', Gary replied evenly, refusing to be intimidated.

'I don't like to be threatened by newbies'.

'And I don't like my friends being harassed by dirty old men. Back off'.

'And how are you going to make me?' Burn victim smirked.

Gary remained silent. In all honesty, he had no idea how he would stop Burn victim hurting his friends if it came down to it. After all, he was still only a young ghost and he hadn't worked out most of the tricks that older spirits knew that would be useful in this sort of situation.

Burn victim took a step back, still smirking.'That's what I thought. Fine, I'll talk. But I will have my fun after'. He went back to the table.

'He said that he will answer your questions Brock. Be careful', Gary said, glaring at Burn victim.

'Great', Brock said. He put his fingers back on the planchette, May and Dawn reluctantly doing the same.

'Now, can anybody be sacrificed or does it have to be specific people?'

ANYBODY.

'Where does the final part of the ritual take place?'

DON'T KNOW.

'Don't know, or won't tell us?'

I DON'T KNOW.

'Really?' Brock was sceptical.

REALLY.

'Are there other steps to raising Togoros?'

YES.

'What are they?'

NOT TELLING.

'Why not?'

DON'T WANT TO.

Brock gritted his teeth; this ghost was really beginning to get on his nerves. 'Fine. Where are the demons going to pop up next?'

CIANWOOD CITY.

'When?'

NEXT WEEK.

'Can you be more specific?'

The planchette circled the board lazily but didn't actually spell out anything. Gary saw Burn victim smirk and resisted the urge to throw something at his head. Man this guy was infuriating.

'When next week?' Brock asked, trying to keep the irritation out of his voice.

OCTOBER 18TH. Was the answer that finally came.

'Thank you'.

Burn victim's smirk suddenly widened and a feeling of dread washed over Gary. Before he could shout a warning, Burn victim set the table on fire. Brock and Dawn were able to scramble away but before May could move far, Burn victim grabbed her by the throat and, smiling cruelly, began slowly lowering her towards the flames. May clawed desperately at the invisible hands around her throat. It did no good as her nails just passed harmlesly through them. A revolting smell filled the air as the tips of her hair burnt and curled from the heat of the flames.

'May!' Ash shouted. Springing forward, he attempted to push May up and away from the flames, ignoring the searing heat on his own bare arms. Misty and Dawn each grabbed one of May's arms and began pulling whilst Gary tried frantically to think of something that he could do to help.

'Oh God!' Dawn yelped when May's hair began to catch fire. She beat out the flames out with her hands.

Burn victim continued to smile sadistically and simply increased the downward pressure as May's friends tried to help her. He was old, very old and his strength and power far surpassed that of three teenagers. He would burn this little brunette for no other reason than his own amusement. After all, he loved nothing better these days than the smell of burning flesh and the agonised screams of his chosen victim. It seemed to relieve the anger over his own, similar death

May's clothes were catching fire now and Burn victim couldn't surpress a grin at her first scream.

'Look out'. The warning came only a split second before the shot rang out, startlingly loud in the small kitchen.

The high powered spray of rock salt hit its intended dead on and vaporised him instantly. Misty flinched slightly as some of it struck her cheek. Ash quickly caught May to save her from falling backwards.

The four of them looked up at Brock who was holding the shotgun, looking grim.

It was Ash who finally broke the stunned silence. ' Well', he said. 'That was intense'.

'So hopefully you all found this chapter was okay and didn't feel too rushed. Feel free to tell me what you think if you like and hopefully I can get the next chapter up sooner than this one.