Hello !

I hope waiting after the end of the last chapter wasn't too hard ! This chapter was surprisingly easy to write, what took me time was 1) I modified it about 3000 times, 2) I had 4 or 5 ideas of fic popping in my head and disctracting me ... One of them would be a big one shot so maybe I'll do it but for the others ... Let's just say I SUCK at writing OCs, and it makes me mad because I'd really like to write a fic about one but it'd be a miracle if I'm satisfy of at least the first chapter ...

Anyway, here's your chapter !

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-Come in …

The door to the hospital room opened, and a familiar figure entered.

-Hey Sum.

-Oh ! Hi Qrow.

Qrow pulled a chair closer to the bed and sat upside down on it, sipping his gourd. Summer rolled her eyes at his demeanor and adjusted her position so she didn't look like she was being eaten up by her mattress.

-You arrived here fast.

-I was already in the area when Oz told me. So ? Does your leg hurt ?

-Not for now, but I'm not really excited about the painkillers going away.

-Cool. How long are you going to stay there?

-Not very long, I have nothing serious. I still had a lot of Aura when I fell.

-And you still managed to break your leg.

-It was a fall from the height of a building!

-You should have used your cape as a parachute.

Summer stuck out her tongue at him like a child, which made him laugh.

-At least you're in one piece. I called Ruby before coming, Tai locked himself in his room to cry and she was trying to put cookies under his door to cheer him up.

-Oh …

Summer lowered her head. She felt bad about worrying him like that, even more while letting Ruby handle everything on her own. It had been like this since Raven's death, Tai was easily worried about her and there was little she could do about it. She had been in the hospital for several days already, he must have died of worry …

-Hey don't make that face, nothing serious happened and he knows it, he just had the fear of his life.

-Wow, you really know how to comfort people.

-I have a lot of training.

Qrow pulled out his gourd, wondering why he had put it away, and took a few more sips.

-Anyway, Oz said you suspect that she is involved. Can you explain that to me?

After what she had seen before falling she started to doubt it, but she explained her reasoning to Qrow anyway, she explained to him that two people had attacked Oceane and her, them specifically, not the train, not the cargo, them, the two Huntresses, the two who worked for Ozpin. She also gave him as precise a description as possible of the person she had faced, although she still did not know if it was a man or a woman, she told him about the shaking of the train, and how her opponent had immediately given up the fight to go help his partner, and finally she came to the point where her gaze had met the other assassin's just before she fell off the train.

Summer hesitated to describe her, she honestly didn't know whether to tell him what she had seen. Her memory was a bit blurry and there was a good chance she was wrong, if she was wrong she would hurt him more than anything else, and even if she was right he might not believe her. Yet she couldn't have invented it, that face, those eyes …

-Summer ?

-Hey?

-You're very pale, you want me to get a doctor?

-N-No no no, I'm fine!

-You're sure ? We can finish this later, you know. I have to go ask Oceane for her version anyway, so if you need to rest-…

-Qrow, I'm fine, I promise. I just have a little hard time remembering the end of the fight.

Qrow frowned, obviously unconvinced. If he could get information on Salem's troops, he obviously knew she was lying, and he would have no problem making her talk if he wanted to. But he was her friend, he trusted her, so he didn't insist and she was grateful.

The two friends talked about more cheerful things for a while before a doctor came to announce that visiting time was over. Qrow left with his gourd in hand, and Summer was pretty sure he was going to sneak into Oceane's room to question her without having to wait until the next day. Once the doctor had finished checking that her leg was still okay, the room fell silent, leaving her alone with her thoughts.

What was she supposed to do? The face she had seen was Raven's, right? But it was impossible, she had been dead for years, and even if by some miracle she was still alive, why would she have done that? These two assassins might be working for Salem! Raven hated Ozpin, it was a secret for no one, but she wouldn't have gone that far, would she? Besides, it was Salem who attacked her tribe, it wouldn't make any sense to work for her after that. And then again, Raven was dead, Qrow was there and he couldn't lie about it, she remembered too well how devastated he was when he came back …

Maybe she really just hallucinated, it was right before one hell of a fall after all, she might have hit her head a little too hard when falling, but why would her mind trick her like this ? Nothing around her at that time had reminded her of her teammate, all she had in mind at the time was the train, Oceane, the possible involvement of Salem …

The weapon ! She had seen the weapon before she saw her face! A large black scabbard with a rotating chamber of Dust blades, that was Raven's weapon, there was no doubt about it ! That was surely why she thought she saw Raven's face right after, because she saw her sword! It was the only possible explanation since it couldn't actually be her !

But that left another question, how did this girl get her hand on Raven's sword ? She didn't take it from her grave, did she ? Did Qrow even bury it with her? He had never mentioned it so everyone just assumed he did, but if the sword was in this girl's hand now … Where could she have found it? Qrow said Raven came out of a portal badly injured and died right after, and she needed her sword to open portals, so she must have had it on her at that moment, especially if she was just getting out of a fight. So Qrow must know where the sword was so far, and if he hadn't noticed that someone had taken it, it wasn't a place he visited a lot. It couldn't be his grave since he went there every year and probably whenever his missions allowed him, he would have noticed if the earth had been turned over, he was the only one to go there, and probably even the only one to know where it was …

It was sad to say but Qrow was surely the only one visiting Raven, Tai was still way too sensitive to even talk about her, even years later, Ozpin would insult her more than anything given how much she hated him, and the rest of the group saw her only as a colleague when she was still there, and as a coward when she left.

Summer, for her part, didn't really know what she thought of Raven now. Back at Beacon, she wouldn't have hesitated to say they were friends, the beginning had been complicated but after a while they started to get along, they managed to have a good time together even if they had different interests … Until one of the few things they both liked chose Raven over her. After that … they were technically still friends, they never fought about it and continued to get along well, but Summer still felt that hint of jealousy piercing her heart, and it grew every time she saw Tai and Raven interact.

She liked Raven, really, but how could she say that she was her friend if she was glad that she was no longer in her way?

Summer collapsed back onto her hospital bed and rested her hands on her face, moaning. Did she really just think about Raven as an obstacle ? What kind of friend would think that …?

-I guess Raven and I aren't really friends after all.

Qrow was truly the only person left to be close to Raven, and a young girl who probably worked for Salem had stolen her sword. Once Summer told Qrow about it, that girl would be in so much trouble …

-Fuck dammit Yang !

As soon as he was out of sight, Qrow pulled out his Scroll and tried for the umpteenth time to call his niece, but again, Rook was the one who answered.

-So? Did you talk to them?

-Only to Summer and not for very long, but it doesn't look good, she said she doesn't remember the end of the fight but anyone could see that she was lying.

-Shit … Well, a weird gust of wind kicked her off the train the second Falcon noticed her, with a little luck, you can convince her that she's wrong.

-Yes, that's the plan, but it also depends on Oceane, and I wouldn't be so optimistic with her …

-There's only one way to find out.

-Yeah … How is she ?

-Exactly like yesterday, refuses to eat, drink, or move from the grave, and push me away when I try to talk to her. The rest of the time, I doubt she even notices I'm there.

Qrow sighed heavily. He wanted to be there and hug his niece to calm her down, but if he didn't calmly take Summer and Oceane's testimony, he would risk appearing suspicious to Ozpin, and Yang really didn't need that. Besides, he still had to check how much they had recognized her since she refused to talk about it, all the info he had came from what Rook had understood from a Yang in full panic, and since she didn't know the first thing about the Maidens and the absolute mess that came with them, she had probably missed a few things.

He was reassured, however, that at least she was taking it seriously, even if he technically had no reason to think otherwise, according to Yang, she had slowed down her activities for the safety of the girl, without even knowing the whole story. It was mostly the fact that she was an assassin that bothered him, Yang couldn't spend her entire life in hiding and it was not by continuing to live surrounded by criminals that it would get any better, even if they were trustworthy, which was still to prove. But if at least she was in good company, that was better than nothing.

The only thing that really reassured Qrow about this mess was that if things turned out badly and the group found out about Raven's daughter … he would be the only one in real trouble. Tai and Summer had nothing to be ashamed of since they knew nothing in the first place, and Yang wasn't really guilty either, she was just a child after all, a traumatized child who was clinging to the only way of life she knew, as murderous as it was, no one could really blame her for it. Qrow on the other hand was a conscious adult responsible for his actions, he had deliberately lied to his closest friends about something they had every right to know, especially Tai, and left the little girl behind, living her life practically unsupervised. And that was without counting Ozpin's reaction if he learned that his most trusted spy had been hiding a Maiden from him for years.

Yeah, to say he would be dead if the truth came out was far from an understatement, but all of those risks were worth it if it could help his niece recover and stay safe. And it was fairer like that anyway, none of this would have happened if he had managed to save Raven when she came to him for help. The only thing he could do to make up for it was to keep his promise and do whatever he could to help Yang.

And for now, if he wanted to help her, he had to calm her down first. Making sure Summer and Oceane hadn't recognized her would probably work, except he didn't know yet, and Yang needed help now. But how ? When she panicked right after Raven died, he hugged her and talked to her until she calm down, but he was stuck miles away from her, and he doubted Rook had as much effect as him, especially calling her by the wrong name, and that was if Yang let her do it, and other than that there wasn't much that could calm her down, except maybe …

-Comb her hair.

-What ?

-Take the comb from her bag and try to comb her hair.

-Uh, I want to help her, but I'm not suicidal.

-No, combing your hair helps her relax. She's in shock, if she trusts you as much as you pretend it'll be okay.

It had been for him after all. Yang had just lost Raven and he was the only person she could count on, so although she didn't fully trust him at the time, she had let him untangle her hair. Hopefully it would work for Rook, and even if it didn't, getting angry would make her think about something else for a moment. It was always better than nothing.

-Hmm… Worth a try I guess… And you hurry to question this woman.

-Yeah yeah, I know my job.

Qrow put away his Scroll with a sigh. Okay, which window was Oceane's ?

Rook put the Scroll away with a sigh. Since she had seen a man lose his arm for almost cutting a hair off Falcon when she was calm, she really didn't want to take a chance. But as much as she hated to admit it, Qrow was right, in her condition it either helped or annoyed her but at least made her think of something else. Let's just hope that wouldn't be the second option …

Rook grabbed Falcon's bag and rummaged through it without being stopped. There were only clothes, hygiene supplies, her sleeping bag, and a few handy items like lockpicks kit and a whetstone. No makeup, accessories, or knickknacks of any kind, her Scroll was usually in her pocket, her dagger on her belt or in her sleeve, and she didn't even have a wallet since almost all the money she won with the missions was in an account secretly opened by Lil 'Miss, the few Lien she kept with her was lying loose in the bottom of the bag. No room for unnecessary things. And yet most of the time, it was his doll that took up all the space.

Eventually, she found the comb in the right outside pocket, wrapped in a red scarf with a white embroidered border. She wasn't sure if the scarf mattered or if it was just there to keep the comb from getting damaged, so just in case she gently put it back, and walked over to Falcon. She hadn't moved since they had arrived a few days earlier, she just curled up in front of that grave, clutching her doll as if her life depended on it. Speaking of the doll, the wax holding its eyes seemed to have melted, leaving two black holes in the place of its eyeballs, making its already creepy appearance even more terrifying. But if it could help her calm down even a little then it didn't matter.

Gently, Rook sat behind Falcon and put a hand on her shoulder.

-Hey, firecracker?

-Leave me alone.

Rook sighed and removed her hand, then glanced at the mass of messy blonde curls that served as Falcon's hair. Even though Qrow annoyed her to the highest point, she couldn't help but feel a hint of respect for him knowing that he was able to untangle it. And of course, he didn't given her any guidance on how to do it … Well, she had no choice but to try.

Slowly and apprehensively, Rook grabbed a wick from the surface, and pulled it apart from the rest. Falcon turned to her immediately, her eyes red and inflamed by reflex, and stared at her threateningly. Then her gaze fell on the comb, and her rage calmed down little by little. She hesitated for a long moment, and finally turned around. Rook let out a deep sigh of relief, for a moment she was sure her head would roll on the floor before she knew it. But apparently Falcon trusted her enough to let her help her, and the thought brought a slight smile to her face.

Then another problem arrived. This comb wasn't made for untangling hair at all … It was a decorative comb, with fine teeth and surely fragile, how was she supposed to untangle anything with it? No, she would ask herself existential questions later, for now she just had to go for it.

So she started.

-Hey mommy?

-Hmm ?

-Why can you turn into a bird? This is because of your Maiden powers?

-No, it's a different power that I already had before.

-You could transform too when you were small like me?

Yang tilted her head back and looked at her mother with her wide eyes filled with curiosity. Raven laughed at her antics and pushed her head with a finger to straighten it and finish untangling her wet hair. She smelled like baby …

-No, I wasn't born with like you, I got this power a few years before you were born. I didn't expect it to be hereditary though …

-Here-what?

-Hereditary. It's …

Raven stopped combing and closed her eyes to think for a moment, before resuming.

-Something hereditary is something that a parent passes on to their children or grandchildren when they are born.

-Like a sword?

-No, not an object, more like a hair color or a deformity.

-Oooooooh~ … And the magic is heretidary then?

Raven chuckled at her little girl's mispronunciation. She spoke very well for her age, but sometimes made little mistakes that Raven found adorable.

-No, the magic is not supposed to be hereditary, not as far as I know anyway. I think it was mostly because I had this power AND the Maiden powers that you inherited it.

Raven put the comb down on the table, and Yang, her beautiful golden hair clean and untangled, turned to her mother with wide, innocent eyes.

-Mommy, how did you become a Maiden?

Tap tap … Tap tap … Tap tap …

A growl was heard in the hospital room, and a bandaged hand raised its middle finger to the crow, which was banging its beak on the window. The bird let out what sounded like a laugh, and entered through the open window to transform back into a human once inside.

-Hi.

-Fuck you, I was sleeping.

Qrow laughed and closed the window, then walked around the bed, pulling out his gourd and taking several sips to give himself courage. The discussion was going to be tense …

-So ? Thrown off a train? I thought you were more resistant than that.

Oceane growled and didn't even bother to sit down, only to turn her head towards her interlocutor. In her defense, she was in much worse shape than her colleague, she was badly burned on her right side and had broken quite a few ribs and other bones when she fell from the train. Fortunately, she didn't fall off a bridge like Summer, the train was still going through the forest at that moment, so the trees had kept her from rolling too far, even though they were the main reason for her broken bones. She could have been quickly found and taken to the emergency room, and normally, apart from the burn scars, she would completely recover, it would just take time. It wasn't that bad.

But it was a close call. And if Yang had really killed her, Qrow would have borne all the responsibility …

-What do you want ? I need to rest.

-I know, but I have questions for you and I'm not in the mood to wait until tomorrow.

Oceane raised an eyebrow suspiciously.

-What questions ?

-Summer thinks Salem might be involved, Oz sent me to check it out.

Qrow took a few seconds to observe her reaction. She seemed surprised, she apparently didn't come to the same conclusion. On the other hand, if she had fought Yang like Rook had said, she must have seen the flames in her eyes, and it was quite hard to imagine that a Maiden joining Salem's ranks. The question was whether the flames were all she had seen. Oceane wasn't close to Raven, they just had a friend in common, so there was still perhaps a tiny chance that she hadn't seen the resemblance or made the connection to her sword, the train was almost in the dark after all. Unfortunately, he was probably hoping for nothing.

-I see … You already talked to Summer I guess ?

-Yeah, she managed to get away with a broken leg and scratches but she was still a little stunned so I didn't push.

-How bad ?

-Nothing serious, she just has trouble remembering what the second assassin looked like, the one you faced, or how he or she knocked her off the train.

-Were there two assassins ?

-Yep, one against you and one against her. Hence the suspicions about Salem, you two were their targets.

-Hmm …

Oceane thought for a moment.

-Okay… These questions then?

-Simple, what happened on your side.

-Let me see … I was doing my rounds in the front half of the train when I got attacked by a kid.

-A kid? What kind ?

-A girl, about thirteen fourteen years old, blonde with red eyes … stupidly strong and completely insane.

Qrow found it hard to keep from sighing. It was awfully true …

-Crazy blonde young girl … Is that all you can tell me about her?

-It was super dark, and she had nothing noticeable in her outfit.

So she hadn't recognized the sword … Having a Dust or Dust-coated blade was something quite common, she mustn't have made the connection. And she hadn't said anything about the resemblance to Raven, maybe because of the darkness … So there was a chance she didn't recognize her, why would she hide something that big from him ? But on the other hand, if she hadn't recognized her, why would Yang panic? According to Rook, she was already in this state before Summer saw her …

-So you fought her ?

-I didn't have much choice, she clearly intended to kill me. At first I could handle, she was strong but not really focused, and you know me, my composure is my best asset. That's how I beat Raven at the Vytal Tournament, remember ?

How to forget it ? It was in their first year, when Oceane's team was in their third year. Oceane and Raven had faced each other in the semi-finals of the last phase of the tournament, and even if the fight had been close, Oceane had ended up winning by staying focused until the end, while Raven had more or less passed in berserk mode … Like mother like daughter ?

-Yeah I remember that. Can we come back to the subject ?

-Yes sorry. So … I was fighting with the kid, do you want me to elaborate on her fighting style?

-Another time, when you're rested with a clear head, for now just tell me what happened.

-Okay, so we were fighting and I tried to distract her by talking to her. I thought that since she was a kid, provocation would be a good tactic, but at some point I must have struck a chord, because she went completely mad … and also a lot stronger.

-How strong ?

-She sent me through several cars with one punch after I hit her hard several times.

Again, hard not to sigh. It sounded exactly like Yang.

-After that, I tried to hide the time to regain my strength and think of a plan. My best option was to call Summer, but with the girl next door, ready to slaughter me, I wouldn't have had time to explain anything in the headset, and we would have lost the element of surprise. So I tried to get her to make enough noise to get Summer's attention from across the train. Not the best idea ever but when you're almost out of Aura with a raging Maiden determine to burn you alive, it's hard to keep a cool head until the end, even for me. I hadn't been afraid of an opponent in ages … Of course, if I had known Summer was already up against someone, I would have used another strategy.

-Why didn't you call her earlier in the fight?

Oceane stared at him for a few moments, before resuming slowly.

- … I didn't get the opportunity, she was too fast.

Her fist clenched.

-At first I thought I could take care of her alone, like I told you her conscience wasn't really there, I could see it in her eyes, all she wanted was to fight, she wasn't mindful of her surroundings, she berely tried to avoid the blows, and she couldn't even protect her right side. Besides, having Summer in the fight would've only make things worse.

-Why that ?

-Because we both know I'm stronger than Summer, and if I got almost destroyed for an inappropriate remark, I don't even want to imagine what could've happened to her.

Qrow closed his eyes and bowed his head.

Yang would have killed her without hesitation. Qrow felt sick just thinking about it, but it was true, given the girl's current mental state, the woman who "took her mother's place" would not have lasted long in front of her, even if she wasn't the target of the mission. He should have warned Rook about her to prevent this from happening, but he couldn't just give an assassin any information about his family. But … to protect Yang, should he have taken the risk ?

Now that he thought about it … Yang had complained several times that Rook wouldn't let her kill other people than their targets, even when that would make their missions much easier … He should have a discussion with her about it later.

-And after that ?

-After that she made the fucking lightning fall on me ! Well, she missed because of the speed of the train but the intention was there.

It was even more than there, Yang had been stuck with her flames for three and a half years, and now she was summoning a lightning bolt ? She probably didn't even realize it, but it showed how disturbed she was at the time, or disturbed in general. And that also explained the huge hole in the train, the wrath of a Maiden was devastating … Few Maidens had lightning or electricity as a dominant element, but the little he had seen in his years of work for Ozpin was enough to traumatize those unaware of the existence of magic.

Also … did Rook know about the lightning bolt ? Yang made her flames pass for her Semblance, what explanation could she give for a lightning bolt ? Elementary Semblance or something ? Rook said that Summer had fallen off the train because of a "weird gust of wind" so she didn't know it was from Yang but she could make the connection if she realized it wasn't a Semblance.

Keeping her in the dark was getting harder and harder, maybe he should just tell her about the Maidens ? She was more than involved now, and she could handle Yang better if anything went wrong. … No, it was out of the question, he couldn't divulge this secret to anyone, much less without Ozpin's agreement. … But … would Yang do it ? She trusted Rook, she had told her about Raven and the tribe, and to her it was much more personal than magic. If she had to explain the lightning and the wind, she might end up telling her everything about Ozpin and Salem … She didn't have the same point of view as him, the same constraints, if she decided to talk to anyone about it, no one could stop her. Maybe he should go ahead and talk to Rook himself then, to avoid confusion … But for now …

-Is that what caused your burns?

-Of course, what else?

-I just wanted to be sure.

-If you say so. After that I passed out, that's everything useful I can remember for now, unless you have more questions ?

-Nope, that's all for now, I'll come back and ask you for the details when you're no longer on meds.

Qrow got up and walked around the bed, sipping his gourd.

-I'll be back in a few days.

-Okay, see you then.

He waved to her and flew out the window, and the moment he was gone, Oceane pulled out an old photo from her jacket pocket.

Rook had been trying for almost an hour, and she had barely made a change in Falcon's hair. Well, if Qrow was the only person able to untangle it then she had months of knots on her head, still lucky that she washes it regularly …

She didn't consider it wasted time though, because even if it was only a little, Falcon seemed to have started to calm down. She was still far from relaxing, but the tension in her shoulders had eased somewhat. It was little, but it was an improvement. She had to admit it, Qrow had had a good idea, it made sense though, he knew her better than she did, he was her uncle after all. Her family. Or what was left of it.

Rook didn't understand much of what had happened on the train, Falcon had barely lined up two correct sentences before starting to cry for her mother, she had just vaguely deduced that the target - Oceane, she wasn't their target anymore - and her colleague had discovered that Falcon was Raven Branwen's daughter. According to Qrow, it was highly possible, especially for the white-cloaked woman, and it enraged Rook.

After the mission in Atlas, she had agreed to cooperate with a Huntsman to protect her apprentice, it was a huge risk for an assassin but she made the effort, she took the risk, because it was worth it, and because even though she didn't like him, she could see he cared about her niece, she thought she could at least trust him not to do anything that would put the little blond in danger … And now this alcoholic asshole was telling her that there were at least two people very likely to recognize her who were doing missions all over Remnant and hedidn't judge useful to tell her about it before ?! The next time she saw him, she-…!

-She called me Raven.

Rook stopped combing completely, confused. Slowly, Falcon turned her head to her, her purple eyes red from the tears that had dried on her cheeks.

-They both called me Raven …

Her voice broke into tears at the last words, as she turned completely to bury her head in Rook's chest and start to cry again.

-They both saw me ! And they'll tell Ozpin !

Rook closed her arms around her, stroking her head. Falcon continued to cry in her arms, still without letting go of her doll. It wasn't the tears of someone who was sad, it was the tears of someone who was scared, like a child who just had a horrible nightmare. But what could terrify her so much? Okay there were people after her, a lot of people, but between her extraordinary strength and her flames, what could they do to her?

-She had… enemies, if I can call them that. They don't know I exist, and it has to stay like that.

The people after her had been after her mother, but her uncle was still with them for some reason, it didn't make much sense. On the other hand, if there was a witch in this story, she shouldn't expect it to make sense … But for now, she had to make sure Falcon was okay.

-I don't want to go …

-You won't go anywhere, don't worry, they won't hurt you.

-What could you know …?

-Because if they try to touch a single one of your hair, I'll stick an explosive arrow between their eyes.

She clearly wasn't convinced, but nodded anyway and snuggled closer to Rook. They stayed like that for a long time, enjoying the calm and gentle silence of the clearing as night fell. Falcon had eventually stopped crying, or at least letting her know she was crying, and if it wasn't for her breathing, she looked like she was asleep. Rook gently stroked her hair with one hand, now that she had the permission, and hugged her with the other. The more she did this, the more the little blond calmed down, and strangely, Rook also felt soothed holding her against her. It wasn't the first crisis she faced, but it was the first time she could actually help Falcon, and not just sit next to her until it passed.

Soon enough, it was completely dark, and only the moon was shining on them. Reluctantly, Rook let go of Falcon and pulled her up.

-You should go to sleep, I'll watch out for the Grimm.

Falcon nodded, and slowly pulled out her sleeping bag. Rook helped her get in bed, and naturally ruffled her hair, not afraid of being killed for it.

-Good night firecracker.

-Wait …

Falcon pulled her hand out of the sleeping bag and rested it on Rook's so she wouldn't get it out of her head.

-Can you tell me a story?

Rook blinked.

-A story ? Uh … Yes, if you want … What story?

-The Spring Maiden.

-The … You mean the Seasons?

-… Probably …

Falcon removed her hand and waited for the beginning of the story snuggled up in her bag. Without worrying too much about the funny name given to the story, Rook continued to stroke her hair, and started to tell.

Hello again !

So what do you think ? We are finally getting to where I wanted this part to go but we are not out of it yet ! I'm not very good at writing fights, but thoughts, emotions and notions of good and bad ? Hell yeah !

Also, about the fic ideas I mentionned above, I'd really want to try to write one, just for the challenge, so I'll probably ask you to choose wich one, but I'll only start writing it once Part II is over.

Anyway, see you next time ! Bye ! n_n