Hello everyone.

For anyone who follows me as a writer on this site but isn't on my discord, then there is a lot to say.

I am sure some of you will be annoyed at me starting yet another new fic and I won't begrudge you that.

However I have been through a bit since my last update, including getting evicted from my previous residence and moving town.

Things have now settled down a bit and my mental health seems to be improving with the change.

I have however come to realise that my chronic depression got in the way of me noticing just how far behind I had gotten with Nasuverse releases, so I'm going to take some time to refamiliarize myself with everything.

I do however constantly get new ideas spewing forth in my brain so sometimes they'll progress to a potential proper fic.

This is the latest idea to do so and the one I found the easiest to start.

So I'm just going to post this.

I am not going to make any promises about updates or anything else like that.

Just understand that this is for my own enjoyment.

Anyway... on with the chappy.

Emiya Shirou was empty.

That was the only way he could describe his current state.

Emiya Kiritsugu, the man that had saved him, had died just a couple of weeks ago.

He knew he had to get over it, he knew his adopted father was ill… but the hole in his life that was left in his wake would take time to grow used to.

While he was at school he could at least distract himself from his father's absence, but now that school was over for the day and he was heading home, he couldn't stop himself from dwelling on it.

"Shirou!" ah, of course, he wasn't entirely alone yet.

"Hello Fuji-nee," he said as he turned and watched his extremely friendly neighbour rush towards him, her clothes dishevelled from her obvious sprint from college, "is everything okay?"

"O-of course everything is okay!" she responded with a wide grin that failed to reach her eyes, "why would you think anything else?"

"Why else would you be running to catch up to me?" he asked.

Her smile faltered.

"I just thought you'd like some company," she said.

Oh… so she was just trying to comfort him.

"Don't worry about it Fuji-nee," he told her with a shake of his head, "I'm fine."

It was a lie but he didn't want her to worry about him and no matter how much she may have wanted to, she couldn't bring his father back.

"Shirou…" her voice was almost pained, but she didn't need to worry about him, he would be fine, he just needed time.

An awkward silence fell between them as they walked to his house, neither of them knowing what to say to break the tension.

Then they reached his home. He would start getting dinner ready and things would ease when they finally got food in front of them.

He reached the door and frowned.

Why was it unlocked?

Sliding the door open, he was greeted by the sight of the hallway being illuminated by the lights that were obviously on.

"Shirou," Fuji-nee said, her tone serious, "if you're so distracted you forget to turn off the lights and lock the door then you're definitely not okay."

He couldn't stop himself from frowning.

He was certain he'd turned the lights off and locked the door when he left the previous morning.

Though he didn't detect the bounded field covering the property picking up any hostile intentions, so either he really was out of it, or a squatter had broken in for a roof over their head.

Finally reaching the living room he opened the door.

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY ONII-SAMA!"

He jumped back at the sudden audio onslaught as his eyes took in the sight before him, crashing into Fuji-nee and stepping on her foot before she caught him and immediately put herself between him and the unwelcome occupant.

"Onii-sama?" the stranger was a short girl, probably about the same height as him, with vibrant red hair tied into pigtails that almost looked like flames with how erratic they were with grey eyes so light they were almost silver.

She wore a strange shoulderless dark blue dress that only just fell to her hips, with gold trim, a thick red stripe down the middle and white frills, while her legs were completely covered by red stockings and her arms were covered by dark blue sleeves with large red bands near the wrists, an incredibly short cape held in place by a golden ring, blue boots with very large cuffs and to top everything off, a tall yet narrow golden crown.

It was such an unusual attire that it took him far too long to notice her most important trait.

Her ears. Her long ears that ended in a defined point.

W-was she an elf?

He was distracted from his analysis of the girl by Fuji-nee's growl.

"I don't know who you are but-"

"You don't know who I am Taiga-chan?" the girl sounded almost surprised before letting out a small gasp, "ah, I'm sorry, I mean Fujimura-san. I didn't realise this was our first meeting."

Shirou swallowed at that simple statement.

"What are you-?" Fuji-nee started to say before being cut off.

"If this is our first meeting then it is only correct that I introduce myself," the strange girl said before straightening up and looking him in the eyes, "hello Onii-sama, my name is Petta, I believed I would have met you earlier but it would appear it is not to be."

Her words were confusing but he simply grew more and more nervous. Why did she keep calling him 'Onii-sama'? And why was she talking as if she wouldn't remember not meeting him before?

"I don't know why you-" Fuji-nee started yet again.

"I understand this will sound strange," the girl that had introduced herself as Petta interrupted his surrogate sister once again, "especially if this is our first meeting, so I shall explain this bluntly."

Shirou readied himself to fight, sure he may not have been any good at it, but he wasn't going to just abandon Fuji-nee if things kicked off.

"I am your biological sister."

He froze.

Silence fell upon the room as even Fuji-nee was left speechless.

"I am certain you will be confused about this," the girl spoke, "especially that I am familiar with you and Tai- I mean, Fujimura-san."

Shirou's eyes widened as a second version of the girl walked out from behind her and the two versions started to motion to each other before speaking in unison, "you see, I am a chronic time-traveller, so while this may be your first meeting with me chronologically, this is not my first meeting with either of you."

Shirou didn't know what to think, at least until Fuji-nee started to fall backwards, ready to land straight on top of him.

At least she would have if the second Petta appeared and caught the woman before taking her into the living room and settling her on a cushion next to the dinner table.

He tried to process what he had just experienced, before he was met by the beaming smile of the girl that had invaded his home.

"Please take a seat Onii-sama, we have much to talk about," she said happily before taking brightening more, "including your birthday present."

Birthday present?

XXX

Shirou couldn't stop himself from sweating as he sat across from the strange girl who claimed to be his sister.

Fuji-nee was still unconscious and the pointy eared girl simply claimed it would be simpler to explain things once, so she would wait for Fuji-nee to wake up before she started explaining everything properly.

He didn't understand how they could be related though, the fact that she had pointed ears and he didn't should have been enough of an indicator of that fact, not only that, but the way her hair seemed to flow like fire even without a breeze was something that he never experienced.

But she seemed convinced he was her older brother.

"Uuurrghhh…" finally Fuji-nee started to stir, "oh, Shirou… did I fall asleep? I had the strangest dream, you had a time-travelling sister who showed up for your birthday."

"Oh? That certainly sounds like an interesting dream Fujimura-san," Petta replied, causing Fuji-nee to nod her head in a daze before freezing, opening her eyes and looking at the source of the comment.

"… oh god… it wasn't a dream was it?"

The red-headed girl simply offered a cheerful smile.

"Well, now that Fuji-nee is awake, will you start answering my questions?" Shirou asked.

"Of course Onii-sama," the girl replied and Shirou frowned.

There was something that he needed to make sure of first.

"What is my name?" it was such an obvious thing that it shouldn't require asking, but she had only ever referred to him as her big brother, never by his actual name.

"Well… if you mean the one you go by then Emiya Shirou, if you mean your birth name then Setta," the girl replied easily enough and confirmed that she hadn't gotten the wrong person.

Though the birth name part wasn't something he was expecting.

"Wait… Setta?" Fuji-nee's eye was twitching as the edges of her mouth were rising in a strained smile, "isn't that too close to your name?"

"Oh, father isn't particularly imaginative when it comes to naming," the girl admitted, "oh of course, you won't know father yet will you? His name is Zetta, he's the most powerful Overlord."

"What do you mean 'Overlord'?"

"Oh, we're demons," the girl said casually, "well, technically half demon given mother was originally a human but she was reincarnated into a demon so the half-breed status is debateable. Obviously you inherited more of her human traits than I did."

Shirou glanced at the girl's pointed ears and the way her hair flickered in a non-existent wind and silently agreed with that assessment.

"So… you've said we're related but you haven't explained how you found out," he decided to shift the conversation to a more important matter. After all, what was it that caused her to determine he was her brother?

"Oh that's easy," she said with a disarming smile, "I introduce you to my younger self later."

He blinked.

"What?"

"I introduce you to myself, then my younger self goes to the time of the fire, discovers you being dragged into this reality by the wish granting device that started the fire and then note you being rescued by that man that adopted you."

Silence fell on the room.

"Okay… but how did your older self learn about Shirou to tell you?" Fuji-nee asked.

"She was introduced to him by her older self."

Another awkward silence fell upon the room.

"Yes, but how did she know in the first place to let her younger self know?" Fuji-nee attempted again.

"I already told you," Petta replied with a twinge of irritation starting to come through in her tone, "my older self introduced me to Onii-sama, so I went back into the past, saw it was true and eventually came here to introduce Onii-sama to my younger self."

"But there's no start to that!" Fuji-nee snapped.

"I am aware."

"So it doesn't make any sense!"

"It makes perfect sense if you don't think about it," the red-head responded with a disarming smile.

"Then explain how it-" Fuji-nee started before stalling, "that isn't it making sense! That's you not caring that it doesn't!"

Shirou blinked before he also processed what his apparent sister said.

It appeared that wasn't exactly the most thoughtful of individuals if her response to something not making sense was to just ignore it.

"It is perfectly fine Fujimura-san," the girl said with a polite smile, "sometimes it's simply safer to push aside your rationality and accept things that don't make sense to you."

Fuji-nee looked like she wanted to say something in response before she finally crossed her arms and sat down with a pout.

"So… if you're a time traveller and we're part demon," Shirou asked, wondering if what he was about to ask was something he should avoid, "what happens to me?"

"Well, I've not known you all that long," the girl admitted, "since I was introduced to you, I haven't interacted with you that much through my life. I am somewhat certain that you actively avoided me to keep the causality loop unaltered."

Shirou blinked.

"So you don't know anything about the older me?" he asked.

"I know a few things," her response was easy, "I know you created your own Netherworld to rule though I don't know exactly how, I also know you got married at some point. Oh and that you never truly left this world despite building your own Netherworld from scratch."

He felt himself relax a little at that, though there was something that bothered him about it.

"So I made my own world to rule… what sort of ruler did I become then?"

Petta simply shrugged.

"I don't know much about your rule, just that those under it seem to like you," she replied.

Well, at least that was something.

But the idea that he made his own world, that he became a ruler of some kind didn't sit right with him. What was it that made him take those actions? He doubted that his sister knew the answer to that given how little she apparently knew of him.

"So… you said that Shirou got married?" Fuji-nee spoke up yet again, her interest clearly piqued by everything, "who to?"

"You."

Shirou choked.

Fuji-nee paled as her jaw slackened.

"Y-y-y-you can't be serious!" Fuji-nee shouted in abject horror as she slammed her hands on the table and stood up.

"Of course I'm not," Petta admitted with her polite smile still intact.

Fuji-nee stalled once again before flopping back onto her cushion and growling.

"I swear, if you weren't so small and cute, I would hit you for that."

The polite smile never left the red-heads face.

"So seriously, who does Shirou marry?" Fuji-nee asked again.

"That is something I am not willing to share about the future," the girl replied, "after all, if I shared that knowledge then that would make Onii-sama question whether he was only getting with them because I said they got together."

Shirou blinked as he processed that reasoning.

"Ah, thank you," he said, causing the girls smile to morph from polite to beaming.

"Of course Onii-sama."

"So if you don't want Shirou second guessing things, why did you tell him about him making a world of his own?" Fuji-nee asked with narrowed eyes.

Petta tilted her head to the side at that question.

"Because his reasons for making his own netherworld don't really matter," the girl answered with obvious confusion, "he can easily leave his netherworld whenever he wants and there's already someone lined up to take over from him should he choose to abscond."

He blinked.

There was already someone ready to take over from him? That meant that the future him wasn't staying just because he felt he had to… so what was it that motivated him?

Perhaps he should try and figure out how to make his own world to see if it would help him figure out why he stuck with it.

There was one more question that was vital however.

"And what about my dream?" surely if she knew who he was then he wouldn't need to explain it.

She offered him a soft smile.

"Onii-sama did tell me about it," she admitted, "that he dreamed of being a Hero of Justice, of saving as many people as he could. He also said that after he processed that he shouldn't have even been in the fire in the first place and was naturally more durable than the others there, he started to accept that there was a reason he was saved instead of someone else."

He shouldn't have been there.

He was more resilient than a regular human due to being half-demon.

He hadn't considered that.

Wait, the fact she was telling him that was surely influencing his thoughts on the matter.

"That's…"

"You also told me that after processing everything, you decided you still wanted to be a Hero of Justice," the girl said, "but having a powerbase through which you can act outside of a single world is useful."

He took a couple of calming breaths.

So his future self hadn't disregarded Kiritsugu's ideals.

"I still think it's a silly dream but if Onii-sama wants to follow it then I will do everything I can to support him," the girl continued with her polite smile intact despite her dismissal of his inherited ideals.

"W-wait… so Shirou doesn't grow out of that phase?" Fuji-nee cut in, her tone incredulous.

"It's not a phase Fuji-nee…"

"Of course of course," she placated him before freezing, "… oh god it really isn't."

Clearly she hadn't properly processed it all before she opened her mouth again.

"It may be a silly dream, but there are many Overlords who are just as silly," his sister explained, "the Blood Parch Overlord Logan obsesses over throwing people for example."

"… throwing people?" Fuji-nee spoke with clear dread in her voice.

"Indeed, he's a wrestler," she continued, "then there's the Toto Bunny Overlord whose dream is to try every curry in existence."

Shirou could do little more than blink at that.

"They uh… sound… colourful," he really didn't know how to react to that knowledge.

Petta just offered her typical polite smile in response.

"A-anyway…" Fuji-nee spoke up once again, "so are both of your parents alive?"

"Of course," the red-headed girl responded casually, "they're both Overlords so dying isn't so easy for them. Though mother has died a couple of times but she's not as awesome as father."

Shirou blinked as he processed the part she muttered under her breath just loud enough to be heard.

"Wait, mother died a couple of times?" he didn't quite understand that.

"Yes," the girl admitted, "first time was when she was a human, father took her soul after death and made her his apprentice. Second time she was dying of an illness and was killed by father."

Shirou froze.

His father had killed his mother?

"W-wait! What the hell!? I thought you said they were both alive!" Fuji-nee shouted.

"They are, father used the Sacred Tome to use his Mana to wish mother back to life and health," Petta's response made Shirou's breath hitch.

A wish that could bring back the dead?

"What is the Sacred Tome?" he asked.

"Oh, it's a book that formed the core of fathers Netherworld," she answered, "he tried to destroy it once, destroyed his own Netherworld and in order to survive he had to seal his own soul inside the book."

"… so dad's a book?"

"He got better."

"But why would he try to destroy this book if it's so powerful?" Fuji-nee asked.

"Oh, he received a prophecy from Pram that his Netherworld would be destroyed by someone messing with the tome," she answered easily, "father decided that in order to stop anyone from destroying his Netherworld he'd destroy the tome so it couldn't be used to do so."

Shirou blinked.

"… is… our father an idiot?"

"Yes," she admitted without delay or any change in her polite smile, "he makes up for it with strength though."

So his father was apparently an extremely strong moron.

"And what about mother?"

"She's weaker but smarter," the girl admitted, "she was a witch before she became a demon."

So his mother was apparently a magus when she was alive, perhaps she could help him learn what he was doing wrong? He pushed that thought aside. It was his own lack of talent that was responsible for his lack of progress, not his teacher.

"Shirou's mother was a witch?" Fuji-nee sounded surprised by that revelation, "so does that mean that magic exists in this world?"

"Oh, mother wasn't from this reality so her magic is different to the magic practised here," Petta declared.

That caused Shirou to frown.

"I don't understand," he shook his head, "if the magic she practised was different then how-"

He glanced at Fuji-nee as he realised what he was about to say. But… she was already being exposed to the supernatural simply through his sisters presence, plus Petta had already said that magic was practised in this reality.

"Then how can I use the magecraft of this world?" he finished.

Fuji-nee jerked her head towards him with a speed he could scarcely follow.

"Oh, that's because the fire was fundamentally magical," his sister said without issue, "it was caused by a magical wish granting device going haywire, it's also what dragged you here. Also accidentally created some magic circuits in you."

So the fire was magical?

That… somehow didn't surprise him, almost like he already knew but couldn't recall that information.

"W-wait! Hold on a second, what do you mean you were taught magic!?" Fuji-nee practically shouted.

"Dad was a magus," he stated bluntly before stalling, "I mean, Kiritsugu was a magus."

A foul taste entered his mouth at that clarification, that he was having to clarify that Kiritsugu was his father when he didn't even know his biological one was wrong.

"Indeed he was," Petta cut in, "and now that you've brought him up, it's time for your birthday present."

Shirou blinked.

"Is now really the time!? I just learned Shirou's a demon and Kiri was a wizard! Why is now the right time for Shirou's birthday present!?" Shirou looked at his surrogate sister as she lashed out. Why did she sound so hurt?

"Fuji-nee-"

"And you Shirou, why?" her pain was clear, "why didn't either of you tell me?"

"Because I didn't want Shirou learning in the first place," Fuji-nee froze and Shirou couldn't stop himself from doing the same, "magecraft only leads to suffering, it's better if you don't know about it."

Shirou turned to face the source of the voice.

That oh so familiar voice that he thought he'd never hear again.

"Allow me to introduce my birthday present to you Onii-sama. The dead soul that was once Emiya Kiritsugu."

Shirou blinked as he saw the source of the voice.

A black, peg legged stuffed penguin with a satchel.

"What?" he couldn't believe this was actually his father.

"You see, when a soul dies, it goes to a factory where the soul is cleared of any abnormalities, including magic circuits, before its sins are calculated and it's placed in a container just like this one," Petta explained, "we call these souls of sinners 'Prinnies"."

Bang.

Shirou looked to the side and saw that Fuji-nee had just passed out again.

"S-should we wait until Fuji-nee wakes up again?" Shirou asked.

"That would probably be for the best," Kiritsugu responded with a tired sigh.

XXX

Shirou continued to stare at the stuffed penguin that was his father.

He didn't understand how he'd escaped the afterlife but he couldn't bring himself to truly care about the mechanics.

His father was back.

The hole in his life that had been plaguing him for so long was now filled once again.

"I missed you," he finally said.

Kiritsugu simply looked at the ground in response.

"… thank you," the penguin replied before clearly growing uncomfortable, "Shirou, do you remember what you said to me the night I died?"

He nodded.

"I will keep my promise-"

"Don't," he froze at Kiritsugu's words, "I mean… don't do it just because you promised me, if you truly wish to be a superhero then I will support you as much as I can, but don't let yourself be consumed by it. That path only leads to regret if you forsake everything for it."

Shirou took a deep breath.

So his father wasn't telling him not to become a hero of justice.

"Don't worry, I won't have any regrets," he declared, attempting to offer a comforting smile.

"I thought that once," his adopted father said, "and yet all I have are regrets."

Shirou's throat turned dry.

"Does that include saving Onii-sama?" Petta asked and Shirou's stomach clenched in anticipation.

"I don't regret saving Shirou," he felt the tension in his gut relax, "but I do regret adopting him."

Shirou's heart sunk in his chest.

"Oh?"

"There were better people than me who could have adopted him," Kiritsugu stated, "but… but I selfishly wanted to fix at least some of the harm I caused."

"What do you mean some of the harm you caused?" he asked, silently dreading the words he hoped weren't coming.

"Your sister said that the fire was caused by a wish granting device going haywire," the man spoke, his voice filled with regret, "I wanted to use it to bring world peace, but it was corrupted and could only grant wishes by destroying things… when I learned that truth, I tried to destroy it, that is what caused the fire."

Shirou took a deep breath.

So Kiritsugu was responsible for the fire.

But… but from the sounds of it, it wasn't intentional, from what the man said he was simply trying to prevent destruction on a greater scale. He couldn't hold such a thing against the man.

"You're still my father," he stated firmly..

"Ah, no he's not," Petta cut in, "your father is Zetta."

"You know what I mean," he shot back.

"Thank you Shirou," the penguin said.

Soon enough a silence fell back upon the room as they waited for Fuji-nee to regain consciousness again.

"Oh yeah…" he finally thought of something he'd been too preoccupied to ask before, "uh, Petta-san, do you want anything to drink?"

XXX

Consciousness slowly returned to Taiga as her brain slowly processed everything.

She didn't want to open her eyes.

If she opened her eyes and saw either the pointy eared girl or the black penguin that was apparently Kiritsugu, she wasn't sure she'd be able to cope with the revelation that she hadn't been dreaming.

But she knew it was true. She'd already suffered the crashing despair at reality breaking once, she wouldn't suffer it again.

"It would appear that Taiga-chan is awake," Kiri's voice cut in and she knew she couldn't hide from reality any longer.

Pushing herself up, she opened her eyes and saw the duo that had broken all logic she had previously held.

"How are you feeling Taiga-chan?" the black penguin asked and she slumped.

"A-are you really Kiri?" she asked.

"Yes."

She knew she shouldn't just accept it, her family were Yakuza after all, taking people at their word wasn't a wise move when there were people who didn't care about honour among them.

But she couldn't bring herself to reject his claim.

Soon the question that had torn her apart reared it's ugly head again.

"Why? Why didn't you tell me you were a wizard?" she thought they had been close, she thought he trusted her… and yet both Kiri and Shirou had lied to her, had left her ignorant of the truth of what they could do.

"My father was a magus," Kiri started to speak, she wanted to cut him off but he'd get to the point soon enough, "the research he performed… the research he performed killed everyone on the island we were living."

Her heart skipped a beat.

"They didn't stay dead, not truly," he continued, "I was ten years old when I had to kill my childhood friend after she became what you would call a zombie."

Taiga stared.

Kiritsugu…

"When I found my father after that, he only cared about relocating and continuing his research," the man continued, "that was when I put a bullet in the back of his head."

Her mouth was dry.

Kiri had killed his own father when he was ten years old?

"T-that's…"

"Magecraft is nothing but a tool of suffering," he continued, "I didn't want Shirou learning but he wouldn't back down… knowing of the monsters that live in the shadows was a fate I didn't want you experiencing too Taiga-chan."

She didn't know what to say. Everything she knew about the world had just been torn to pieces and even Kiri, the kind man who had raised a great kid like Shirou, had apparently killed someone. And a family member at that.

"Well, I'm certain there's more riveting discussion about Onii-sama's. adopted father's terrorist days," the red-headed girl spoke up with a tone that was completely unaffected by everything that had just been discussed, "but this is Onii-sama's birthday, we should be celebrating, not moping."

"But-"

"No buts," Shirou was cut off by the girl, "celebrate today. You can get all serious tomorrow."

Taiga could barely keep her jaw from falling at the casual dismissal of everything that had just been talked about.

"The reality is that you can't change the past-"

"But you can," Shirou cut in.

"Yes, but you can't," Petta reiterated, "what you can do is live dozens of millennia so stop worrying about the past and live for the future."

She nodded as if her declaration was inarguable.

It made Taiga want to slap her over the head.

Perhaps Shiro could teach the girl some humility.

"Now, time for the cake!" and with that, the red-headed demon suddenly brought a wedding cake sized chocolate cake out of thin air, "I made certain to get an appropriate size to accommodate you too Fujimura-san."

Taiga's eye twitched.

Yes she was a big eater but that was just insulting.

"Seriously? Did you really get such a large cake just to insult me?" she asked.

"Of course not… I actually got it because I thought Onii-sama would have more guests for his birthday," the girl muttered under her breath and Taiga blinked.

Well… that actually made a somewhat reasonable amount of sense.

"S-so… this is Shirou's actual birthday then?" she decided to ask, earning a nod off the girl, "we didn't even know that."

The girl frowned before tilting her head.

"Then how have you been calculating Onii-sama's age?"

"We've used the date of his adoption instead," Kiritsugu stated.

"Oh, so I should have come here on an anniversary of his adoption instead of his birthday then," the girl said with ease.

"It's fine," Kiritsugu spoke yet again, "his real birthday is something worth celebrating."

Taiga nodded.

Just because they'd assigned Shirou an arbitrary birthday based on his adoption didn't mean his real birthday was irrelevant.

"… but my adoption date means more to me," Shirou declared.

Petta tilted her head yet again.

"So?" she asked, her confusion clear, "we can celebrate both can't we?"

Such a simple solution.

"So you can have your first birthday and then you can have your second birthday, that way you'll age twice as fast!" Taiga choked at the stupid conclusion.

"No he won't! Just because a person celebrates two birthdays a year doesn't mean they age any faster!" she barked at the red-head who simply kept a polite smile on her lips.

"Taiga-chan," Kiri cut in, "I don't believe she actually believes that. She's probably just trying to get a rise out of you."

"Not trying," Petta said, "succeeding."

And that's all for now.

I will admit that my exposure to Petta is limited due to the PSP port of Makai Kingdom not releasing here and it's been a while since I played Makai Kingdom and my PS2 is currently in for repairs so I may be misremembering some details but meh.

It was fun to write.

Also, Kiritsugu being a Prinny yet not including the word "dood" in all his lines isn't a mistake. There's actually a reason for that.

So for now, Shadow out.