Chapter 24: Nostalgic footprints
Night
Sinnoh
Twinleaf Town, Diamond's house
He really didn't understand what all the fuss was about. A few days after their reunion, Red told him that he was going home. Didn't his senior want him around? Sitting on a chair, he nibbled on a berry and tried to think, but his head hurt badly. Lax was sitting next to him, putting a variety of berries down on the table; Diamond ignored him and scrunched up his face in thought. It didn't register when the berry in his hands dropped to the floor.
It seemed like a lot of people were carrying him around. Gold picked him up in the corridors when he goes on midnight strolls, Red scooped him up from the floor, Senior Black screeched in fright and stopped him from clambering over the railings on the second floor. Saph too, put down the roaring, glorious orange flames emitting from his pan. If he walked one way, Pearl or Miss Platina would steer him in another direction. He winced, just trying to remember all of this was hurting his brain. Spacing out, he grabbed a rice ball and started eating it. Blue eyes focused on the clock and he watched the seconds tick by with great interest. The sound of a door opening and shutting prompted no reaction and soon his mother walked in the living room and hugged him tightly. Again, he didn't understand why she did that...he was only away for a few days...Shoving the food into his mouth, he turned towards her and attempted to speak:
"Mommy...my head hurts..." her large eyes widened and she rushed to the telephone, after speaking rapidly to the person listening on the other end, she came back with a smile on her face and assured him that everything is going to be alright, she called someone to help take the pain away.
Dia simply stared, mouth slightly agape. He was no genius by why did mom's smile look a bit stretched? Did her tummy hurt? Was she scared of something?
Why did he think that?
His legs stopped their swinging motion and he hopped off the chair. Trepidation took hold of Diamond's mother as she watched her son tardily make his way to the basin and fill a glass up with water. He came back and in the process of handing it to her, the glass slipped and shattered on the floor. No astonishment or shock showed on her Dia's face, he angled his head down and gawped. Muttering an apology, he bent down and began picking the pieces up. Alarmed, she did the same and told him to go watch television instead. He ignored her and carried on with what he was doing.
"S...Sorry for breakin it." his words slurred.
"Its fine Dia, Mommy will take care of these glass shards, you go change, your clothes are a bit wet right? The doctor will be here to see you shortly."
Half an hour later, Diamond was still struggling to secure the belt around his waist; he refused when his mother knocked on the door and offered help. He didn't need any. Finally, he managed to haphazardly buckle it up and he stumbled in the living room. A team of white clothed men showed him stiff smiles, he eyed the various chinglings and chimecho's levitating around the room. The gnawing anxiety in his mind melted away when their bells produced a pleasant sound. He was guided to the couch and the doctor started asking him a few questions and he answered them to the best of his ability:
"So Diamond, how are you feeling today?"
"Great! I had a head...ache a few minutes ago, but the pain flew...away."
"That is some good news" the man praised and wrote down something on a clip board, "has anything interesting happened so far?"
"Nnn, I broke... a glass today and water splashed...on my clothes...And I put on a belt...the right way" he showed the questioner the fruit of his results.
"Lovely," the psychic pokemon had started releasing waves, "do you remember what you were doing last week?"
"I was...I was..." he trailed off
"Hello Diamond!" Red's voice was loud in his ears and he returned the greeting, the black haired trainer grabbed hold of his hand and seated him, thereafter he began pushing all sorts of delicious looking food and snacks. Elated, he grabbed hold of several cupcakes and ate them all with glee. Pearl came running inside the kitchen several seconds later and admonished him for walking away without supervision. He paid no attention to his screaming best friend. Sometime later, the large kitchen began filling up with people and chatter as more friends poured in. He was gifted with a set of expensive chocolates by Blue and his leader gave him a pair of fingerless gloves. Happy beyond belief, he stopped eating to try the gloves out, they fit him perfectly...the rest of the time passed by in a jubilant haze...Then he remembered warbling a few songs on a karaoke machine with Pearl, Gold and Black...Who else? Oh yes, Blue, Ruby and Emerald. It was a memorable time...
"I was having... a fun time with Senior Red and the others." he eventually remembered and smiled.
"Who is senior Red?" the doctor kindly queried
"He..." Is the champion of Kanto.
For some reason, the nagging feeling of putting someone in danger assaulted him so he kept quiet.
"You don't remember?" Concern was marring the stranger and his mother's faces once more.
"He is uh...A friend, like Pearl and Miss Platina. We are friends, um, he's my senior and he helps train...me in pokemon battling."
Diamond suddenly remembered and his head buzzed.
Morning of the same day
Sinnoh, Fight area
Battle Frontier, Battle tower.
Pearl ignored his rambling father in order to stare outside the room's window. From this height, the view was absolutely wonderful. He was able to see all the way to the rocky slopes of the little island and how the white foamed waves crashed against the hard rock. Last night, Palmer had come home like a bolt from the blue. And before dawn even set in, he woke Pearl up and together they flew towards the Fight area. The teenager was in no mood for pokemon battling and his father's over eagerness was irksome. Casting a bored gaze around the decorated room, he went to the back and sat down mirthlessly. Palmer, knowing exactly why his son's mood was so sour eventually stopped his non-stop blathering and proposed a battle.
"I don't feel like it." came the bland response.
"Come on, you'll feel better," the older blonde urged. Gritting his teeth and showing a fierce expression, the boy got up from his sitting position and took a stance on the brick patterned floor. He let the flaming monkey go first.
"Chimhiko, Mach punch." The beast ran on all four limbs with blinding speed and smashed a fist on the opposing milotic's head. Enduring the attack, milotic's tail stiffened and with a swipe, it sent the fire cloaked creature careering into one of the stone statues placed around the arena. Before the pokemon could leap back into battle, the beautiful sea serpent charged and bashed its head against Chimhiko's abdomen. The monster coughed up stray flames and black smoke. Holding the milotic's head in a vice grip, the monkey dragged his claws against the scaly surface and ripped a few multicolored scales in the process. Sharp claws dug into the flimsy skin below and blue blood seeped out, coloring the attacking paw and surrounding scales. The tender pokemon thrashed its tail on the floor in agony, cracking the ground in a few places. Writhing, it detangled itself and opened its mouth.
"Hydro pump." Palmer issued the command with a solemn tone; his coat tails blew dramatically in a slight breeze. A gush of water washed over Chimhiko and with a pathetic chatter the pokemon fainted. Letting out a defeated sigh, Pearl whirled around and marched back to his place. His father followed him and sat down on the floor. A tense silence stretched between the two.
"Diamond is trying his best to get better, its best not to interfere with his treatment." The battle tycoon shattered the silence.
"I'm not going to interfere!" the younger blonde exclaimed angrily, "I just want to be there for him."
"Be there for him and do what? His mother is already taking care of him, you being there won't change a thing and you will just impose on their hospitality."
"I..."
"Pearl...Dia is getting better; shouldn't you be trying to improve yourself as well? For you friends? There may come a time when they might all depend on you, will you let them down like the way you did to Chimhiko?" Palmer pressed his son with harsh words.
"Please stop" Pearl put his hands over his ears and shook his head. When he looked up again, there was resolve burning in his flame colored eyes. "I'll do this! I'm going to do this for my FRIENDS!" he screamed and pulled his sleeves down.
Way down below, the receptionist wondered why the building was shaking.
The next day, mid-afternoon
Unova
Humilau City
For White, it was a dream come true. They had arrived at Humilau via a cruise ship and as soon as they landed, Black had zoomed off to the gym in order to test the facilities out. White, having nothing to do, decided to comb the area and ask the local residents and tourists for any sign of her target. As she made up her mind and ascended the wooden boardwalk, she stilled. In front of one of the holiday huts, a figure clothed in blue rested on a deck chair. Even though the neighbors and other civilians might have not recognized him due to the fact that he had slightly altered his appearance, the chilly demeanor exuding from him was a dead giveaway. Forgetting her initial goal, she hiked up the wooden stairs enthusiastically and approached the frosty gym leader who was reading a newspaper. Giving a sunny smile she introduced herself:
"Hello, my name is White; I was a former employee at the BW agency. It is a great pleasure to meet you Mr. Brycen; may I please have your autograph?" She pulled out a blank sheet of paper and eagerly handed it to him. His azure tinted eyes inspected her critically before he grudgingly signed the paper. Delighted, she carefully filed it away after gazing at it in awe.
"I'd appreciate it if you didn't spread the news around" his intoned, "I'm here for a much needed vacation, if you will excuse me..." and he went back to peering into the newspaper. The young female bowed once again and muttered her appreciation. Setting herself back on track, she decided to go about with her original duty. Pulling out a picture of N, she went to several socialites and other residents and politely asked them if they had seen the individual. Most shook their heads and claimed to never have seen the green haired youth. Others commented on how cute he looked and White twitched. Only one person seemed to have an inkling of who he was and she violently scowled at White's question.
"How do you know about this individual?" Skyla, who was also conducting an investigation bore down on her and queried.
The brown haired teenager did not know how to respond to such open hostility, maybe this woman thought they were related in some way? N was the lynchpin of some criminal organization. Thinking fast, her brain cobbled together a believable explanation on the spot, based on the information she heard from Silver, Blue and her own leader.
"I'm looking for this person because I heard that he is the leader of some ugly group of people who does bad things like stealing pokemon. From what I heard, he encourages all the people of Unova to give up their partners and to set them free. Some of his underlings even loot pokemon from trainers and research institutions..." All this was relayed in a falsely conflicted tone; White finished her sentence with a self-pitying smile. Bit by bit, she saw the tanned woman's face morph from skepticism to sorrow and understanding. The gym leader sighed and placed her gloved hands on the teenager's shoulders.
"I'll help you search for this individual; I'm part of the police and the name's Skyla. We are also looking for him and yes it is true, he is an awful person."
The chocolate haired trainer blanched at the proposition whilst Skyla was making preparations to leave. Police? What did she get herself into? Her mind flashed to Black who no doubt was having the time of his life challenging the water gym leader. She wondered if he was nearing the end of the challenge. Was he already engaging the leader to a battle? Or was he still getting there? Dread poured over like a bucket of icy cold water as the blue uniformed woman smiled at her kindly. She returned the gesture with a strained one of her own.
"I...Have a friend who is currently busy inside the gym...thank you for your offer but-"
"Don't worry!" The pilot brushed her ruddy bangs behind her ears, "we'll wait for your friend and the three of us can go together. I won't let youngsters like you be duped by those team Plasma jerks!"
"Ah...I'll just go and inform him then..." Dragging her boots down the walk, she listlessly pulled herself through the soft sand and entered the gym. At once, her ears were blasted with surf music, the electric guitar riffs seemed out of place with the harmonious setting inside the gym. False miniature islands were dotted over an expansive pool of water. This little sea was traversed by wooden boardwalks, a white-stone bride and enormous lily pads. Carefully navigating her way to the leader's arena, she stood one side and watched the proceedings with an enraptured gaze. Black was absolutely beautiful when he wasn't screaming or flailing around. She liked the easy going smile on his face when he battled. Right now, the dark skinned gym leader was cornering his opponent as the brown haired male weighed his options. On the field, Bo panted with effort, it had just finished crushing the sturdy shell of its enemy's carracosta. Bits of the ash colored exoskeleton were littered on the floor. The two sized each other up and sent out another pair of pokemon. A giant wailord crashed in the pool spraying water everywhere, Marlon chuckled and did a running leap to his pokemon, he ended up sliding on the whale's back. On Black's side, Brav beat the air on powerful wings.
"Brav, crush claw"
"Wailord, ice beam." Knowing if the attack hit, his eagle would crash and burn, he trusted his partner to avoid the attack. And avoid it did. White gasped as the bird flew straight in to the oncoming beam of ice and before the two collided, it swerved sharply to the side, tumbling elegantly. Extending its gleaming claws, the avian beast raked the surface of the whale's fattened skin, tearing through blubber. Wailord screeched and buckled and Marlon yelped, braviary flew out of the reach of a scalding burst of water. It circled near the roof of the gym and waited till its trainer gave a command. Keen hearing picked out Black's voice and after tucking its wings it, the bird dropped like a cannon ball on its target. The blue-white whale went under water and created a large wave, with a mournful bellow, it fainted.
"Man you are good!" Marlon praised and Black beamed, "say, why don't we both do a double battle for the last act?"
"It's fine by me! After all," the challenger took a deep breath and White's face morphed from elation to a slightly deadpan expression, "I"M GOING TO BECOME THE UNOVA POKEMON LEAGUE CHAMPION! YAAHOOO!" Galvantula clicked its mandible in agreement and musharna ignored battle protocols and floated to his trainer and began sucking his dreams in without permission. Seeing this, Marlon became a bit horrified, he eyed White.
"Uh, miss, is he gonna be okay?" The boy's eyes were turning mechanically blank and he uttered a string in unrelated words in a robotic manner. Running to him, White tugged the pink pokemon off him but the work has already been done.
"Mantine and jellicent. One is a flying-water type and the other is a water-ghost type. Water and flying types are especially vulnerable to electricity...the damage done is intensified four fold. Jellicent, ghost, normal type attacks won't work...Right."
The chocolate haired teenager issued a monotone order.
"Tula, thunder."
"Crap! Mantine do-"
A clump of dark clouds formed from thin air above mantine's hovering form. Multiple arcs of dazzling electricity struck it, throwing the arena into a world of black and white. The kite pokemon floated to the ground, electric burn marks crisscrossing its body. It was promptly secured into a capsule.
"Jellicent, confuse ray and Hex, thereafter use Trick room." The water type gym leader rattled off in one breath and the lone spectator clenched her hands, she seemed to have forgotten about the police officer waiting outside for her.
The ghost jellyfish fired invisible waves and it struck the electric spider accurately. Tula, who was scampering to its opponent promptly stopped in its tracks, it angled its head left and right and its eyes spun around in their sockets a few times. Slowly the insect turned around and started rushing to Black. The humungous spider climbed on its owner's back and placed yellow furred mandibles around the trainers slender neck. It squeezed. The little teeth lining the edges bit into soft human skin. Marlon watched with morbid fascination whilst White, eyes wide with horror, slid to the floor. The attacked trainer seemed not to have felt any pain. Sharp teeth punched and rivulets of blood flowed down Black's pale neck. In another second all of this stopped when hex was activated. Mauve flaming orbs encircled the trainer and spider, glavantula went rigid and it neatly fell off, thrashing its legs in the process.
It went still.
"Ghost type...weak to its own type and dark...Musha use hypnosis." Black chanted.
The surroundings suddenly turned bizarre. Instead of the surf music and calming scenery, it was replaced by an endless white space punctuated by door-esque boarders that were tilting. White shut her eyes; the image was making her dizzy. She listened to the two battlers in this way. Marlon managed to sap almost half of Musha's health and thanks to her best friend's strategizing skills, he retaliated with fury. The blue jellyfish was put to sleep, it was cursed and Musha happily sat on it and used Dream eater, the gym leader could only helplessly moan as he watched his prized ghost type get upended by a psychic. The fight ended, trick room dissolved and Black went back to normal. He pulled the collar of his shirt up to prevent people from seeing the bite marks on his skin. Humbly accepting the wave badge, the Unova natives went outside and the boy screamed out his desires once again. Seeing Skyla approach them from the Pokemon center, White hurriedly explained the circumstances to Black. He nodded in understanding and faced the police officer.
"Ma'am we are truly grateful for your help but we don't want to get in the way of your policing duties" he bowed, "I'm sorry for my friend bothering you, she is indeed searching for him but we have found no leads. At the moment White is going through some tough times so I coaxed her to come with me and visit the marine tube in Humilau City, please forgive us for being a nuisance." The duo performed another deep bow and Skyla smiled, they exchanged Xtransciever numbers and parted on good terms. After Skyla soared away on her swanna White thanked Black for bailing her out of a sticky situation.
"I'd do anything for you Prez" he smiled and she blushed.
Late afternoon
Marine tube
The semi-circle tube of toughened glass was situated under the ocean, connecting Undella Bay and Humilau City. Dazzled beyond comprehension, White could only stop and stare at the numerous water pokemon flitting about under water. The large shadow of a wailord swam overhead, droves of cherry colored luvdiscs flitted by. Herds of corsola settled down on reefs, supporting an entire ecosystem, allowing schools of basculin and feebas a home. Mantines floated with remoraids stuck to their underbelly or fins and mantykes performed acrobatics in the water, creating waves and bubbles. The girl was excitedly taking pictures with her camera, running after the pokemon she wanted to take a photo of. An octillery came up and she snapped an image, the startled pokemon squirted ink on the glass and propelled itself away. The surrounding water turned murky. As for her co-worker, he was furiously tailing an alomomola and trying to take notes. The aesthetics of the marine tube was totally lost on an obsessively goal driven guy such as him.
"Black, the point of this walk was to admire the undersea pokemon, not to take down notes."
"...So the pokemon is around 1, 2 meters tall, hmm do the fins count?" a deep furrow formed on his forehead, "uh Prez, were you saying something?"
"Nothing, never mind" White waved her concerns away, "let's enjoy the rest of the marine tube okay? There is some beautiful pokemon talent just waiting to be discovered, oh look at how the frillish is dancing around its partner!" she squealed happily and took another picture.
"Um yeah," the male scratched his head with the pen in his hand, "...the alomomola...cripes it's gone! NOOO!"
Evening
Sinnoh
Sandgem Town, Berlitz mansion
Platinum sighed and arranged the string of pearls around her neck carefully. Her inky hair was pulled in a high pony tail and a silvery ball gown was draped over her slender form. There were some important officials coming to visit the Berlitz estate today and she was requested by her parents to be present at the meeting. There will be an information trade taking place. Letting out another breath, she fixed a silk scarf over her bare shoulders and pinned the family crested brooch to hold it in place. Satisfied with her appearance, she turned around to exit and her eye fell on her Poke-dex which lay forgotten on her study table. Glancing at the ornate clock, she went to her table and flipped the device open, how long has it been since she heard the morning sound? Dia had dubbed the synchronized beeping as the morning sound and every day, they made it a point to gather together at the base to hear it. When her best friend was flown to Unova for treatment, she and Pearl begged their families to allow them to accompany him. Every morning they gathered in his hospital room in order to listen to the ringing sound, it gave them strength.
"Platina darling are you ready?"
She hastily put her Pokedex down and stepped to the door, "yes mother, I'm coming." she replied and entered the lavish ballroom. Inside, the noble was immediately swarmed by body guards, ever since she came clean to her parents about her real occupation; they had become extra protective of her. Walking in tandem with her two protectors, she stood next to her parents and the guards melted into the shadows. Far away from the noble company and standing near the windows, a woman with red hair looked at Platina with interest and retrieved a phone, calling someone she spoke rapidly.
"I saw the missy boss; she sure is a beauty even at this age. You are right, it's the same girl as the one in the photo, kidnapping her is impossible, I can't run in this dress and ridiculously high heeled shoes and there is the slight issue of the police surrounding the house, plus the doll has two other hulking brutes hovering around her. Those brawn brains probably can't battle, but that won't stop them from snapping my darling pokemon's necks. Getting close to her is quite impossible; I'll just observe things from afar. Yes, I'm doing my job seriously!" Putting her phone away, she turned her attention to the piece of cake on the table and promptly dug into it sighing in bliss.
The embellished table held laptops, pen drives, files and loose sheets of paper. Sitting on a high-backed chair next to her father, Platina inserted the discs into the laptop and read the information, the well-dressed men and woman in front of her watched her eagerly, searching her masked visage for any signs of satisfaction. Platina was thus cautious not to show even the slightest bit of emotion, she read the articles and commented her thoughts in a frosty manner. Most of the people were casually dismissed, they moved away with poisoned gazes, others were rewarded with princely sums of money and yet there was one person who hung out on the edges of the crowd and ran his fingers through ironed hair.
Flint.
He was sent here to investigate whether the Berlitz family had connections with any of the criminal organizations. His afro was harshly reduced into long strands of hair. Some fell over his eyes and the others were tied together. Pushing the annoying fringe to the side, he approached the table and handed a disc over to the heiress, she opened the files and her dark eyes began scanning the words. He held his breath and prayed.
Unown, Platina read, a mysterious pokemon said to resemble ancient writing and hieroglyphs, research disagrees on whether Unown communicates using electromagnetic waves or telepathy. The frequencies given off by these pokemon can be detected by radio and is interpreted as the melody of an Azure flute. Moreover, it is concluded that an odd sort of power emerges when more than one Unown swarm together. It is capable of reading the thoughts and energy patterns of other life forms. Vast numbers of Unown are capable of distorting reality and creating things beyond the scope of imagination. However, they can only do this when more Unown are present and it is a shared effort rather than an individual power. Unown are extremely rare Pokémon primarily residing in their own dimension. They rarely venture outside. When it moved into the Poke-verse, these symbol pokemon orbited other Unown or stuck themselves to the walls of ancient ruins similar to engravings of archaic temples.
Her eyes zeroed in on the words:
Vast numbers of Unown are capable of distorting reality and creating things beyond the scope of imagination
and creating things beyond the scope of imagination
Creating Arceus. She lifted her chin to eye the man haughtily.
"Where did you get this information?" her voice chimed akin to frost.
"Classified archives ma'am, I can't say...Boss will kill me."
"...Classified archives, she mused, either he is related to those Galactic people...Or the police, a gamble won't do, the police are the last person she wanted on her trail. Discretely copying the files to her laptop she extracted the disc and handed it over.
"I'm afraid the information contained in there is of no use to me, our family is interested in facts not myths or antediluvian lore. Thank you for your patronage." Flint bowed and shuffled back.
Another wild goose chase huh?
Around the same time
Johto
Dex criminal's hideout, Strategy's common room
"So Arceus created Mew and together they created Dialga, Palkia and Giratina, but the latter was chained due to its violent tendencies and it managed to create its own space and vanish once the RED chains binding it were broken down..." Green read and re-read the information Blue mailed to him, the other two department commanders were sitting next to him, also reading the creation myths and texts. " I think this red chain is the key factor here in controlling the space-time duo as well...I mean if it could contain Giratina who is made from the same vein...Why not them? Red what do you think? Ugh who am I asking? Blue, your thoughts?"
The woman was busy filing her nails, on being questioned; she put the file away and answered:
"Well, according to that article, Giratina created a world already, from the other myths and information I've gathered I understood that the world he created is one without spirit. It is also known as the distortion or reverse world...as for the red chain, I done some more investigation and deemed that it will be able to restrain Dialga and Palkia, as you mentioned, they are made from the same substance as Giratina."
"Hmm...Yeah. But what about Arceus? It seems only he is able to fashion a completely functioning world...How on earth will we be able to capture a God? More importantly, is it capture-able?" The emerald eyed trainer contemplated with a fist on his chin
"Why can't we just use Giratina's distorted world as the basis of our own? I mean Arceus didn't create the other legendries for show right? Say we take an unbalanced world and thrust Dialga and Palkia in it" Green and Blue watched their best friend with disbelieving eyes, "they will be able to put in a semblance of time and reorganize the space into one of order...Throw Celebi in it and plants will grow, time will flow...And...And why are you two staring at me like that?"
"Who are you?" Green demanded.
"Very funny junior professor Oak" Red taunted in return.
"Red...What can I say? Your theory is so plausible I'm having a difficult time just believing it came out of your mouth" Blue stated and grinned good naturedly at him, the adolescent scratched the back of his head sheepishly.
"I've been reading up a bit...He he he."
"About the Red chain, what else do we know?" The spiky haired trainer brought the discussion back on topic. The three co-conspirators gazed at the screen:
The red chains binding Giratina eventually wore off and he disappeared into a dimension he created on his own. This chain was refashioned into knowledge, emotion and willpower.
"Ugh guys, my head is starting to hurt."
"And Red's genius streak lasts for a few seconds" Green retorted, "whatever, it says the chain was remade into emotion, willpower and knowledge...Uxie, Mesprit and Azelf is it?"
A figurative light bulb went off over Blue's head.
"That's it!" she exclaimed, "those are binding factors...Think about it-"
"I can't think anymore" Red complained.
"I'm not asking you to think...Anyway" the female brunette carried on "emotion bounds us to act a certain way, knowledge limits our ignorance and willpower forces us to do the things we wish do the most, thus the chain, a restraining factor, is broken up into these abstract concepts which basically tie humans down! I think...The red chain can be recreated from those legendary psychics...But the question is how."
"That...Is something we will have to find out." Green narrowed his eyes and the three of them stared at the laptops' luminous screen.
A/N: Much thanks for those who read and reviewed. You guys and gals rock! At Jack54311: What will the Dex-holders do know? Read on to find out. At Eevee: I hope you enjoy your vacation, I did enjoy mine (didn't want to come back home) And the chapter wasn't rushed, I type them out way in advance. Green cooking? I'm definitely going to squeeze that in somewhere...probably in the third arc, look forward to that! As for long paragraphs, sorry bout that, sometimes when I start writing, I get carried away and it's difficult to break it down without ruining the flow. Hope you understand and if you have questions...or if anyone has questions for that matter, Fire away! I don't bite...not unless you are made of chocolate and the last time I checked, chocolate can't read. Anyways, review people and tell me what you think!