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Swinging my sword around with a smile on my face. It brought back memories. And to see kelt before me as well! This was a dream come true. So I swung it onto my back. Stretching my muscles to get use to it. It has been awhile.

"So where are we?"

Kelt looked at me and sighed. She shook her head and shrugged.

"Dunno. Though there's a lot of wierd things here. I can't seem to touch them but they can sure as hell touch me."

At which point she lifted her arm. Showing a large bruise on her bicept.

"Though that sword seems to scare off a lot of the smaller ones. But brings out really large ones."

I just sorta drift off after hearing this while walking. Kelt just bouncing around me.
I then begin to tell her about the mysterious man who knew me really well. I figured it wouldn't be the last of him. We continued to walk down what seemed to be a path. Though, truth be told. It wasn't much of one. Hands in my pockets we started to find old stone bricks. About 4 feet in length and 2 in width. They were huge. Resting on one we look around.

"Get the feeling this place feels familiar?"

I said to kelt. Looking over at her. She rested her head lazily on my shoulder.

"Ya know. Your right. This place does feel familiar."

She said, looking back at me.

"Hmm."

We said in unison. Staring off into the jungle.

Then it felt horrible. I couldn't breath. I couldn't move. Just a pained look on my face. And I looked to Kelt. Seeing the same expression. It was a struggle to stand. It felt like the world around us was waying us down. I started to force myself to a standing position. Looking around sluggishly. And there it was.

A large beast. Black. It looked a lot like the Chaos I faught before. But it was more solid. Instead of tendrils it was large silver and black blades. Instead of their glowing white eyes. It was piercing red ones. Its face was more smooth. Almost forming a face. Infact. It had a face. Smooth like a porcelain mask. But it was its face. It moved with its mouth. What power. The sheer strength it held. It was weighing us down.

Struggling to grab onto my sword. Staring straight back into its eyes. Lifting it above my head. Words seem to fly through my head. None of my techniques would actually work at this. Till a dark. Rough voice. Breaks through all the words in my head. And All I hear is coming from my lips with this voice.

"Tensa Zangetsu!"

My crystaline blade turns black. Eyes going brighter blue. I bring my mighty blade downward. A large slash in the air forms. Of nothing but darkness strikes the mighty beast. Causing it to steadily disappear into nothingness.

It had been a good month now. The others were getting worried. Biting their lips and sighing softly. Talking amongst eachother. All worried about their missing leader, Sephy.

Sephy had been wandering around. Going from room to room. Going through his mental checklist to figure out what is in need for the upcoming winter. And toady. Sephy thought to himself. Was a hell of a good day to take a break. His body was aching. His muscles were double in size. But aching like nothing before. So he went to the one room that they would all be in. The Cafe.

And the first step Sephy took. He was greeted by everyone. Hugs. And a few kisses but Sephy couldn't tell who gave them to him. In return of all of these he hugged and kissed a select few back. Smiling softly at them with his warm blue eyes. They were all clinging to him. He then whispers to them all.
"I can't breathe."

They then let go. Laughing.
CarrCarr then asks.
"Where have you been!?"

Sephy only smiling at her then looks around the others.
"Many things my dears. I've been working on so much."

Duncan was the first to poke his shoulder.
"Dude...Have you been working out!?"

Sephy laughs a bit embarrassed. Rubbing the back of his head.
"You could say that. Its been a b***h and a Half figuring out the boiler system. But atleast I figured it out so it be mainly centralized here."

Ivy then speaks up.
"No kiddin'! We've been a bit curious on why its so hot in here!"

Sephy just keeps his smile up.
"Yeah. Well. I finished that today. I started it a week ago."

Trailius asks this question.
"What have you been working on?"

Sephy sighs while he rubs the back of his head.
"Well. Sadly. I've been working on some weaponry."

They all gasp quietly. Looking at him.
"But why?"

Sephy puts his hands on his hips.
"Well. I hate fighting but I have this strong feeling it won't be avoidable. One of thes days someone is gonna try and take over our stronghold. And I don't want that to happen."

Joey. The hyper one of the bunch. Didn't seem to be phased at how he was making weapons.
"Whacha make!? Did you make guns!!! Dude! Thats ******** sweet."

Sephy. Missing this. Smiled.
"Well. Not guns. I just made a Staff for myself and a suit of Armor."
They all nod. But Matt then brings up.

"What about us? Don't we get anything."
Sephy then had a large frown on his face.

"...I don't want any of you fighting."
He murmured to them. Barely auditable.
"I want you all to be here if there is any fighting. I'll take them on if there is any need to do so. But don't worry. They armor and staff only took a week. I made traps for the main entrances. So its not a complete suicide mission."

Joey. Trying his best to keep the moral up high.
"Dude can we see this?"

Sephy couldn't help but smile.
"Sure. Why not?

About 30 minutes later. Sephy came back to the group. A wicked smile on his lips as he held a black long stick. Made of metal. Compressed and folded repeated in a solid cylinder. He was quite proud of his armor though. It was a chest plate that covered his chest. Dark with small engravings upon it. He had a lower plate on his body that covered his lap. Protecting an area he would hate to get hit. Much similar to the chest plate. He had a spikey shoulder armor that moved away from the joint that was under his arm. All of which was blackened. He then span around. Showing what was on his back. A long flowing cape of the black colour as was everything else. But. It was adorned with his favourite emblem alive that he had made. Three black feathery wings and 3 White feathery wings opposite eachother. With a flaming halo above them all.

Ooooh It got better alright. Five seconds into the forest and I was already knocked flat on my back.

"Ung...This bring back memories."

I slowly stood up to see what hit me. Didn't see anything. So I began to walk foreward. Only to fall flat on my face.

"Ung...This is new..."

I stood up. Yet again. And slowly walked foreward. And for some idiotic reason I was knocked on to my side.

"What The Hell!!!"

My voice ran through the forest. Looking around insanely. I tried to walk again. Bam. This time it was the other side. By now I was covered in this mud like crap. That gave off a horrible smell.

"Christ...I hope this isn't...Eh...Better not find out."
So I stood up. And began to run like hell. Atleast this time I didn't fall over. Just kept running and running. I finally came into a cave. Running into that frantically.

"Just isn't my day."

I look around for anything to use as a weapon. My wings were gone. My sword was gone. I'm stuck here. With a man who has a sword. And I have my bare knuckles. Well. This can ONLY get better.

So I gathered up some sticks. And some pointed rocks. Might as well as make Something right? So naturally I get some rope. But something wasn't right. I was moving...It grabbed me!!

I was slowly getting lifted up. Writhing. Shouting as it started to crush my body. My body tensing as I tried to rip the vines off me. But to no success. But with a flash of lights. I was flat on my back. Yet Again. I looked up. My straw hat was long gone. And my cloak was covered. Dripping if I may. In mud. I finally see a cheeky girl with a wide smile on her lips. She seemed familiar.

"Miss me Cloudy?"

I begin to blink. It was...Kelt!?

She stood there in her usual atire with her Pirate sword Cutlass in her hand. Smiling at me.

"I was wondering when I would get to see you again. Oh! I got you something."

And before I knew it she was gone. I sighed. Soaking. Bruised. Stiff. Jeez. What the hell is going on.

"Cloudy!"

I turn around to see her dragging something behind her. It looked familiar too.

"I got your sword. It weighs a Ton!"

It was weeks since the start of their group had happened. Sephy had secluded himself from the rest of the group. Their lives were in his hands. He had to work constantly to make sure their survival was on plan. It took him days and hundreds of burns but he finally got the heater working for the school. It was a struggle. But he made it. He just had to go through every room to make sure the heat was off there. As to not waste it.

Someone was there waiting for him.

"Julian..."

Sephy's eyes darted wide hearing this. He wasn't called this in ages. Spinning around. He saw a familiar face that he hated with the top most of disgust.

"Son...You've done so much."

"Get out..."

"But Julian."

"Get Out."

His father's eyes and his own were locked together. His father getting more disgruntled cause he couldn't get his plan for shelter even in the startings. Sephy. Knew his father's tricks all to well. And could easily stop them in their tracks now. Though. There was always this trickling fear in his mind that his father may resort to violence.

"I'm your father...How could you turn your back to something so sacred."

"Well. Thats very simple you see. I merely take one foot. Plant it in the ground. And kick away with the other one. In end causing my back to face you. Simple enough?"

He was taken aback by his son's words.

"I brought you into this world.-"

And before he had said those last words that every arrogant father says Sephy's knee struck his father's chin.

"And I'll Stay In This World!"

Sephy's voice boomed in the halls. Alerting everyone of his presence here.
His father landed flat on his back. Shocked. He was bleeding from his mouth. He must have bit his tongue. This brought some pleasure into his heart. His father slowly stood up and faced his son.

"I never raised you to harm others."

"You didn't do much raising at all really. Now did you Fred?"

Fred chuckled a bit.

"Your quick with your tongue now."

"You gave me yours didn't you?"

This was more of a two hit blow. One to boost his ego to give him congradulation on his own quick tongue. But he couldn't acknowledge it as a compliment.

"You've grown up."

Sephy was getting tired of this game. So he repeated the first words he told him.

"Get out."

His father finally raised his hands in defeat. Everyone had finally shown up. Took them their sweet a** time. He began to walk away backwards with his grin. Taking the side door out. A few of the people asked who that was. But no one really asked Sephy. Some people hugged Sephy. But he just stood there. Eyes fixed on the spot his father was.

He broke from their comforting hold and walked down the hall like he was before. As if nothing had happened.

I was taken of guard. My eyes darting to his. It couldn't be. Chaos Strife? But...My last name...It was Strife...Impossible...It can't be.

"So...You must be wondering if I'm your brother. Right?"

How was he doing this...I'm so confused.

"You could say that I am. You could say that I'm your father too. Hell. You could say anything really. But fact remains. We're the same."

We stood up finally. He was taller then I thought. He was exactly the same hieght as me. I was starting to get nervous. I quickly drew my sword and with a clash. He drew his. Knocking mine straight out of my hand.

"I was waiting for your arival. So that these fools would think that your the real Odin. To try and take you back to Europe. Well. Thank fully all went to plan. I got to where I wanted. And the lives of these crew members will be sacrificed."

All went still. Everyone's eyes were on him. I couldn't believe it. I was unarmed. I star to back away. But it didn't matter. He jumped off the ship. All I hear is the clanking of swords. And the cocking of guns. I turn around. To see that every member of the crew had a gun or sword pointed at him. I had no choice. I jumped off after him.

The island wasn't far. But having a barrage of bullet and cannon fire at me made it feel so much longer. It was a quiet place. Except for the cannon fire. But it soon quieted down. So it was me. Against this forest. With a crazed man. Well. This can only get better....Right?

It took weeks. But Sephy had assembled the team he thought he could trust. It consisted mainly of groups of people who had boy friends, as in hope that would keep flirting with others to a minimum. Sadly enough though, most of the parents of those who accompanied me had died protecting them.

There was a girl who called herself Silver. She was one of the older of the group, somewhere in her 20s. She was a brunette, well curved, and hazel green eyes. She usually carried a smile on her face but alas, death swarmed her. For when Sephy found her, her family was basicly dead, what remained was her brother, her close friends, Fox and Airy.

Fox was a darker brunette, skinny and pale, but she was still a force to be reckoned with. Her lover was Tony

Airy was the girlfriend of Matt, Silver's older brother. Her build was much similar in respects to Silver.

Silver though was single, unlike her close friends and brother.

Then there was Zukin, she alas was single much similar to Silver. Though her build was more top heavy than Silver and the other's she was still quick.

Matt was more or less thicker than a tree. Wether that be his build or intelligence. He was also a bit more arrogant, more so than Sephy, this conflict could hit harsh for they both have a strong temper.

Tony was in better build than Matt, He wasn't just brawn but he had also worked his brain, though Sephy never heard much of Tony he would hope that from what he has heard, that they will get along, unlike Matt which Sephy knows he'll have a hard time with.

Then there's Sarah. She was blonde, more evenly distrubuted than the other women. A kind manner, but her athletics was more restricted to swimming than other forms of excercise. Her boyfriend was Larry.

Now Larry was thicker than the others, but his mind worked differently, instead of arrogance and thick headedness. He was more quiet and barely said a thing to others. And this life style suited him just fine.

Duncan was shortest of the male group. A bit more rounder but Sephy has vouched to everyone that he will make that fat gone wether he has to slice it off himself. Well. We'll see.

While Sephy was gone driving though he found out Karley and him had broken up, and Karley had disappeared from the group. Apparently he is now going out with this girl named Tawny. Brunette with a kind face. This suited Sephy just fine, just as long as Duncan remains with her is a hopeful dream.

Joey Holmes, a tanned asian boy with a hyper personality. He odded Sephy out on a rare occasion but Sephy was odd enough so nothing really bugged him. His girlfriend was Steph, the young brunette who had just recently turned into adulthood.

Shaokenn, now he is an odd one. Large in build, much large than Sephy or Duncan. And with a mind, a rare commodity in this current day and age. He alas is single. He was quite fine with this.

Trailius was a short, stout, yet strong looking, and almost curly haired man. His round face was surrounded with the wild hair, but it still revealed his ears. His girlfriend was Ivy.

Ivy was the short tempered brunette. Her build was more in her arms for muscle. Her eyes would flash violently if any preversion would come up. Training Trailius and almost in an instant Sephy. Yet Duncan has a horrible knack of pissing her off on purpose and then calling her on.

CarrCarr though was the tallest of the women. She was built very proportionate and there was nothing to wrong with her body, her temper though, matched that of Ivy. She was a high belief of religious outlook and Sephy knew he didn't have to worry about her flirting with any of the guys. The guys though. Well. Nevermind.

Jim was the oldest of the group, age of 61 he was amazed he was still living, mentor of Sephy and oldest friend, Sephy couldn't imagine a world without him.

Claudia, Sephy's mother, she still manages to live and was fearful when she saw that Sephy wasn't there waiting for her.

Sephy had them all assembled in the center of the school. He was standing on the stage, looking at the group of 13. Licking his redder than normal lips, his bright blonde hair disheveled, much as he liked, his hand goes quickly through it, making strands go every which way as it falls. His blue eyes shine mysteriously and in an dull way. But it still shone brightly. Though nervousness took him as he stared at a good 17 people, half of which was meeting for the first time.

"Okay everyone..I have dragged you away from your homes. To set up a group who I trust most in the world. And look among eachother, because this is it. I pray to whatever higher force there is that we all get along."
A couple of grunts from a male in this group, this dishearted Sephy. But he shook his head and put his hand through his hair.
"So I broke into the school, because this is one of the few spots with generators, science rooms, metalworks, wood works, training spots, all the comodities, though the food could be better, for a living life. And we each have our own special talents, so hopefully we can pull it off and keep on living, specially past the age of anarchy. But. If your going to be a jack a** through this, I request that you leave now, to save us a large amount of time pickering."
Sephy looked at the mass and saw no movement, which was thankful.
"Now. I've been thinking for a couple of days on what we can do. Duncan, Joey, Steph and Taylor have thankfully opened every door to this place. I now ask of all of you to go out. And nail shut the windows with the available desks. There is a woodshop room down the hall. Where of which is plenty of the hammers."
A voice in the group, sounding much similar to matts.
"And what will you do?"
Sephy, taken aback, then thought about it for a sec. "I will...uhh...Figure out a way to get the generators up and working so that this place will be habitable during the winter season."
He sighed as he saved himself there.
"Now all of you. If you have no further questions."
With a wave of his hand.
"Move out!"
They then all scattered to the different rooms among the school.

It was days later, they rebuilt the small village. They were all smiling at me for some bizaar reason. Just when the town was finished building, lots of slackers but it happened. They kindly escorted me on board of their ship. I walked on with my cloak and the hat the child gave me. The sword held firmly to my hip. The child ran up to me and held my leg. I looked at. The town was rebuilt, but countless lives were gone. I knelt down beside him. And handed him a small cloth bag.

"Here...I feel you need this more than me."

The child opened it to see several dozen gold coins. This made all the people on board stand on their toes oddly. I then stand up and walk on board. Resting against the wall of the boat, Many of the men shook my hand. They were an odd bunch. But we soon began to move, the crystalline blue road before us, parting for our way.

More days past by while we were out. I rarely slept. They fed me lots and offered me more. But I refused many of their gifts. For I felt I could not trust them. A low murmur about this Odin erupted, I heard them.

"So...Do you really think thats the Elder God Odin?"

I heard one crewman saying to another.

"Well...He fits the description."

More days go by. But suddenly something happened.

"The Sail! We lost wind!!"

My head swiveled almost instantly to the man who said this. It was true. The boat's sails were flat as ever. This couldn't be good. There was a low crunching sound, something of wood on wood, this couldn't be good. I darted to the side of the boat.

Everywhere, was littered with old forgotten boats. I heard a man murmur next to me, his hair reached his shoulder, silver and shining in the dull light as a fog swooped in.

"This is the Forgotten land..."

He reached my ear in height. His eyes a deep crimson, a faint smile could be seen on his lips. Something about him intrigued me. Not taking heed to the problem before me I ask him.

"Who are you?"

"Me? Heh. I'm Chaos Strife."

Sephy had taken a life. He stared at his hands. A look of horror on his face. He rests against the car seat. Fear flowing through the veins within him. He stares at his hands more. He jerks back into his real world when Sarah moves a bit. Her body shaking horribly. Sephy quickly wraps his arm around her to comfort her. Starting the car with the other hand, though horribly awkward. He begins to drive. Sephy finally mutters.
"Where's Larry hiding?"

She looked up at him.

"H..he.."

She couldn't muster a word. Sephy, knowing this almost instantly, mutters again.

"He's a live right?"

She nods, a bit unsure of herself.

"At his home right?"

Looking at the paper that was in his pocket containing all the addresses he had to quickly get to. Before he ran out of gas.

Zooming down the road now. He finally came to Larry's house. Her lover. Her fiance. Sephy mutters her to remain in the car while he gets out and walks over. Sword on his hip he gently knocks on the door, his voice booms to Larry.

"Larry!!!...Its Sephy...I have Sarah! She's Safe!! Come on!"

With the creaking sound Sephy sees through the crack made between the door a pair of eyes staring at Sephy. A shotgun pointed at Sephy's chest. Making a droplet of sweat go down his brow. With a slow movement Sephy points to the car. Pointing at the shaking figure of Sarah. His eyes dart open and he pushes the door wide open. Larry was blonde and a farely tall man, not to much muscle, but he was well built, much bigger build than Sephy, but Sephy always preferred speed to brute strength. Running down the path to his lover. Sephy slowly walking behind him. He gets into the Driver seat and tells him.

"Don't worry about her. We have to get a few more people. Larry. I want you to take Sarah. Get in your Car. And get Tosha, Heather, Everyone you can think of that we can trust."

Sarah slowly, nervously gets out of the car, Sephy then says.

"Then go to ODSS In orangeville. Its not to hard to find. I wish you good luck."

With this he zooms down the road. Preparing himself for getting the others.