"Sandy! Sandy! Say something!"
Jazmine reached for the vicious dart, but Blade slapped her hand away.
"Let me do this." he cautioned. "If you dislodge it the wrong way it may increase the poison amount."
Jazmine didn't object.
The Blaziken removed the dart with the finesse and speed of someone with experience. Jazmine wanted to ask how he knew, but didn't. Everyone was entitled to their secrets. She was no exception.
With a flick Blade tossed the dart over the edge. The elevator had stopped moving so they were able to watch its progress all the way down.
"Is it fatal?"
"Well, no, bu--"
Sandy suddenly sat bolt upright.
"CHICKENENCHILADACHIMICHANGAPARTY!" she yelled, eyes wide open. Her voice had a energetic feel to it, as if she were on a sugar high. Jazmine blinked in confusion.
Blade's hand shot out to cover the Riolu's face before she could take another breath.
"It makes the mind a little..."He made the 'cuckoo' sign. "Y'know?"
The elevator jerked back into movement, this time in the downward direction. Blade stood up as Jazmine shifted to regain balance.
"If we're lucky," He grunted, trying not to move his injured shoulder, "Your brother will come to us and the poison will wear off in a few minutes. If not, well, we'll think of something. Get ready to jump again, and don't let Sandy fall off the edge."
Dyana exited the elevator. She could hear muffled voices above, and slight thuds that represented movement. Her ninetails didn't care. Neither did her Chansey.
Cameron waited patiently for the machine to restore his sight. He accepted the customary pain that came with the procedure with a grimace and gritted teeth. The doctors had offered painkillers, but he trusted no one but himself when it came to this. Even the machine was his own design. The needles sunk into their usual places and a pair of pixelated spheres flickered to life on the black visors over his eyes. With his reactivated vision he read the report on the hologram before him.
Everything was normal.
"Lord Ultimatum, sir!" squeaked a voice from the intercom. It sounded young. Cameron gazed up at the ceiling with disdain.
The voice went silent for a moment, from either nerves or fright.
"Um, we've cornered all three targets. Two in the Testing Arena and one over the Foundry. We...gulp...thought you'd w-want to know."
Cameron's pixel-eyes vanished to stimulate a blink.
There was nervous breathing from above.
The red orbs reappeared.
"I'll be down momentarily." he hissed. "Keep them busy until then. No fatalities until I say so, comprende?"
The voice understood.
It was several minutes before Jazmine realized the only footsteps in the passage were her own. She looked back, forth, even upwards.
Stifling the urge to call their names, Jazmine continued on. She could feel the panic rising within but cut it short with steely discipline. That's what Ultimatum wanted.
She squared her shoulders and devoted all thoughts to moving. She'd find Chaze. Even if she had to do so alone.
Jazmine had no idea how close her brother actually was.
"Weeheee heee! Dere's buttafwies! Pink an' bwown an--"
Sandy careened into a wall, stumbled backwards a number of steps, and collided with the opposite.
Blade couldn't resist slapping his forehead.
"Arceus save us..."he muttered.
Sandy continued to totter down the hallway like a drunken hitmontop. She skipped only a few short steps before her own feet tangled together and sent her crashing to the floor.
"Owch. Bwade, das hurts. Jaymeen, cans yous help me up?"
Blade looked around. The Zangoose was nowhere in sight.
"...curses." he muttered. "I should've known they'd separate us. Sandy!"
The Riolu shot to a shaky attention.
"Stay close to me, okay? We're short one member and--"
Sandy almost fell over, windmilling her arms to retain balance.
"...we're short on firepower."
She looked at Blade for a few moments, head cocked and eyes blank.
"Whaddaya means 'short on fiya powa? I cans steel set bombs! Lookie!"
Blade gasped as Sandy dumped the remaining two bombs on the floor. As they hit, red bands ignited across their surfaces.
They both fell, and landed hard.
In the Metallix testing chamber.
Below the empty arena, two guards held the generators of a set of energy binds. Even with the unbreakable bonds, restraining their charge was a workout. With a combined heave a dark shape was dragged backwards. The guards grunted in exertion, barely keeping the generators in hand.
A com crackled.
"Targets in position. Let 'er loose."
Gladly, they let go. The shape thundered away into the darkness and left the guards panting with their hands on their knees.
"Huff...huff...it's released, sir."
There was no reply on the other end.
Only the distant gait of the shape, charging upwards towards its targets.
Jazmine couldn't hear the resonating clicks of the Metallix foundry below her. What she could hear was a second pair of footsteps, almost in time with her own. They were soft and detectable. She thought back to the time she'd used the same ruse on a guard, on her first run of the Center.
"Well," she thought. "This time I'm the prey. But this prey knows what the predator's doing."
It was hard not to swivel her ears, but the lack of acute hearing was worth the ruse of oblivian.
"That's right. Keep following. Come and get me."
She continued to pad down the hall with her unseen companion in tandem. Judging by the slight increase in volume, her follower was closing in.
The footsteps stopped.
There was no sound in the hallway besides her own light breathing.
Risking an ear-flick to the side, Jazmine stepped back.
I think you'll be pleased to know that your hearing is absolutely perfect, and then some.
Her ears wend flat against her head as a thrumming rumble rose in her gut. There was sound now, but it wasn't a good one. Before she could think to move a Zangoose Metallix rounded the corner at full speed.
Followed by another.
And every Zangoose Ultimatum currently had in service.
Jazmine thrust all pretenses of subtlety from her and bolted down the hall as the Metallix thundered after her, only a few seconds behind. Her heart was banging against her rib-cage in frenzied staccatos and her breathing increased into short gasps as she dodged a strike from one of the Zangoose.
Okay, okay. I'm being chased by an army of Metallix. Blade is nowehere in sight, so scratch the flamethrower strategy. If Sandy were here--
She rounded a corner.
Small shreds of metal hit her back from an unfortunate Metallix that turned too late.
--I could blow this horde up, but no, she only has two bombs left--
Using both arms, she blocked blows to her kidneys and jumped out of the way of a lunging Metallix.
--and she's still poisoned, anyway.
Her foot twisted from an incorrect landing and she stumbled.
Crud. I'm slowing down.
Breathing was becoming difficult. Something in the back of her mind told her to slow down but she was running on raw instinct now.
A Zangoose fell.
It's chest cracked open as it hit the ground.
She almost stopped.
How will I find him?
The wave of Zangoose stampeded over their comrade as if it were nothing.
She noticed now what the back of her mind was telling her. There was a wall. And she was headed for it.
The Zangoose lay back down the hallway in a lifeless mash of red and silver.
Which one is he?
The wave of Zangoose crashed.
Blade stood up, wincing as he moved his injured shoulder. He'd angled himself to absorb as much shock as possible after the fall, leaving with only aching knees and a dull pain in his arm.
Sandy wasn't as lucky.
She lay off to the side, fur coated grey in the dusty debris that floated down like demented snow.
Her left arm wasn't bent the way it was supposed to.
"...ihmn...Jazmine..?...my arm hurts..."
Blade was kneeling next to her in an instant. He studied the damaged arm, reaching for it, then let his hand drop.
I'd better not touch it.
Sandy tried to hoist herself up, but yelped when she put pressure on her left side. Blade gently laid her back down.
"Don't move. You'll only make it worse."
Sandy obliged and let herself flop.
Blade's eyes darted around the arena for any sign of raw material for a splint. It was empty and the shadows were many. Something worried him as he looked back to Sandy.
If they wanted us gone, why is she still alive? The confusion serum is annoying, but not fatal. It wears off within a few hours. What're they--
Something thudded, bringing his mind into combat mode. He tensed, ever so slightly.
More thuds echoed towards him.
He saw a rush of movement out of the corner of his eye, and then the ground as it rose to meet him.
Something dark was moving.
Sandy opened her eyes halfway.
Lurching footsteps were heard but their owner remained unseen. Blade shifted around uneasily, following the path of sound.
"Wow! You've really grown up, haven't you?"
Blade's eyes went wide and his chest rose and fell faster. The voice was sickly-sweet and slightly synthesized.
"I bet you're taller than me now!" it cackled. Sandy shrunk back from the voice behind her. Air brushed across her back as the shape moved on.
Blade wasn't primed to fight anymore. He stared at the floor and his breathing continued to quicken.
A blur of red and silver sent him sprawling to the floor.
"Yup! WAY taller!"
Another blur and Blade was flying.
"Not that it makes any difference, anyways!"
Sandy wanted to curl into a ball, but it was too painful.
"B-Blade?" she called.
Before she knew what was happening the ground was five feet below her and something cold was gripping her neck. Her arms flailed around her out of instinct and she let out a scream.
"What's with the kid, Blade?" asked the voice.
It knew his name.
Sandy craned, despite her burning arm, to see the speaker, but instantly regretted it. An older and feminine version of Blade grinned back at her, half of a Metallix shell remaining across her chest and face.
"This one yours? Doesn't look like much!"
Blade gave a strained whisper.
"...put her down."
The other Blaziken stared.
"So, you can talk now."
The pressure on the back of Sandy's neck released. She screamed and burst into tears as her arm erupted into agony against the floor.
"My mistake!" squealed the Blaziken, grinning at Sandy with crazed eyes. Sandy cried harder.
Blade took a step forward and was promptly pinned to the ground.
"Hey! You're walking! They found a cure for it, didn't they?"
She pushed off his shoulders and twisted her knees into his chest.
"I thought I did a better job than that!"
Blade shrieked for air, but his nightmare dug in further.
"Heeeey!" rasped the Blaziken. "This reminds me of that time with the river! Remember that? Wasn't it FUN?"
Her hands shot around Blade's neck and squeezed.
"I'M SO HAPPY TO SEE YOU AGAIN BABY BROTHER! AREN'T YOU HAPPY?"
Blade was turning purple.
"NO? WHY NOT?!"
Her half metallized muscles contracted as she began crashing his head into the floor. Blade's mouth hung open in a silent plea for air, which was rejected by his older sibling.
She let go mid-slam and let his head fall the final time.
Blade gasped for air, but his release wasn't long.
His sister's rough hands thew him across the arena soon enough.
"YOU SHOULD BE HAPPY TO SEE YOUR FAMILY AGAIN!" she screamed, sprinting after him. Two kicks landed in the center of his chest flung him to the ground.
"I MISSED PLAYING OUR GAMES!"
She grabbed hold of his neck once again.
Though shorter, she still managed to lift him off his feet while slamming him against the wall of the arena. Sandy couldn't tear her eyes away from the twisted spectacle before her. She could only watch with breathless adrenaline and fear of the psycopathic Blaziken destroying what she had once thought was a powerful ally.
...I thought monsters didn't exist.
A sudden shuddering crash brought all action to a standstill.
All eyes rose to follow a purple and white figure fall from a ragged fissure above. A tsunami of silver Metallix followed it.
She was lucky it was moving.
One moment the Blaziken was pummeling her brother, and the next she crashed to the floor from the sudden weight on her shoulders.
The blue strips of Metallix energy slowly shuddered and died.
Blade took several shuddering breaths, rubbing his neck.
He looked up at Jazmine, who was struggling to get to her feet. Her green eyes flicked over him, dazed, before she stumbled off her unfortunate landing pad.
She thought she saw Sandy. And Blade. Wait, no, there were two of them. Why's one on the ground while the other's over--
The metal legs of a Metallix Zangoose contracted to absorb the shock as it hit the floor. Others followed suit; curving to avoid crushing their prey. After all, she was to be one of them soon.
Jazmine was running again, though she doubted her pace could evade her pursuers.
The Sandy hallucination yelled something at her, but Jazmine didn't respond.
Which one is he?
Cameron watched the deadly carousel with morbid fascination. The Metallix weren't attacking, just as he'd ordered them to. Just wearing the intruders out. Several were already positioned off to the side, waiting for the Riolu and Blaziken's eventual unconsciousness. By the looks of it, the Blaziken would be first to go, then the Riolu. The fractured arm was a pity; the Metallix Programmers didn't like working with broken specimens. They were all going to be his anyway, so he only expected the best.
"You enjoying the show?"
Cameron almost jumped into the monitor screen. Dyana burst out laughing behind him.
"Don't do that!" roared the overlord, synthetic-eyes flashing. Dyana only laughed harder.
"I scared you! I scared you!"
Cameron folded his arms and glared. What usually brought the spunkiest of Overseers to their begging knees was wasted on a nonchalant ex-nurse who blinked a few times, then yawned.
"I repeat my question, Cameron." she continued. "You enjoying the show or not?"
He turned away from her, focusing entirely on the screen in front of him. Dyana leaned in uncomfortably close.
"C'mon, Cammie. It's just one little question! Pweeese!"
Cameron's shoulders shook and his hands clenched, still watching the screen.
"Fine, be stubborn that way." she huffed, backing off. " I guess you're just not INTERESTED enough to want to know that the Vengeance program has been activated."
The overlord's shell of zone-out shattered.
"What? They're not supposed to activate it! I AM! Who in the name of---"
Dyana silenced his rant with a simple two finger brush over his lips.
"Now, now, Cammie. Watch your mouth." she crooned. Cameron slapped her hand away. He rubbed at his mouth as if acid had been sprayed on it.
She returned her fingers over his mouth before Cameron could begin his protest.
"Before you say anything," she cautioned, "You should know that those Pokemon aren't nearly as close to unconsciousness as you think. They're stubborn."
Cameron was subdued, so she removed her fingers. He began rubbing his mouth again, but slower.
"That Zangoose is back for her brother, again, though I don't see why an older sibling is so important."
She gave a little knowing laugh, but resumed her advance before Cameron could question.
"Your Gallade and that Glaceon will take care of the Riolu and Blaziken well enough. We've got the Zangoose's DNA on file, so it'd be all too easy to reactivate the floor. But..."
She placed a hand on the back of his chair, and Cameron leaned away.
"...you're just like me. You like a show."
She pressed a few buttons on the screen.
"I'm thinkin' something outdoors. On the rooftops, maybe. Little Sis versus Big Bro, yes?"
Jazmine couldn't take it anymore.
"Which one are you?" she screamed, to the crowd of cold Metallix. Their only response was to advance forward.
"Which one?!" she repeated.
They closed in further.
An orb of fire ripped through the air, taking the melted faceplate of the first Zangoose with it. Blade retracted his arm, panting. Sandy looked from the Blaziken to Jazmine with a worried look.
Nope. Not that one.
Jazmine's vision was hazy; she felt as if she was watching herself move from the outside. Her legs pleaded to collapse to the floor, but she was built of stronger stuff and remained standing.
The Metallix formed a ring around her, readying to welcome their new comrade into their ranks. Jazmine raised a feeble claw.
Something rushed her from the darkness.
Another Zangoose. What a surprise.
It ploughed through it's comrades, regardless of any resistance, and was only a few feet away when she saw them.
A single tear of blue energy traced it's cheekbones.
Only the Overseers' Metallix had that mark.
He--his Metallix belongs to one of the Overseers...
Jazmine barely had time to make the connection before her brother's arms wrapped around her and the two of them burst through the wall into the swirling storm beyond.
"NO!" screamed Sandy. "NO! JAZMINE!"
The Metallix turned away from the gaping hole to the source of the sudden outburst, who shut her mouth.
Blade grimaced at the now-advancing horde.
"Great, just great. You had to--"
"Oh shut up! We're all gonna die anyway!" Sandy yelled, half sobbing. "We're all as good as dead!"
Blade leaned back against the wall. His eyes shifted upward.
Sandy followed his gaze through teary eyes.
"I'm, sniff, pretty sure--"
A gigantic pipe, part of the Center's complex web of air shafts, hung precariously from the ceiling. The holes that were created by their entrances sandwiched it.
"You got anymore bombs, small-fry?" asked Blade.
Sandy wiped her eyes.
"Yep. Just two, though."
The Metallix continued forward.
Sandy scrounged in her bag for the remaining explosives as Blade got to his feet. She shoved the spheres into his waiting hands and could only wait and plug her ears for the inevitable.
Blade's uninjured arm tensed, talons fingering the orbs.
The Metallix were almost there...
He took a deep breath.
The explosion rocked the entire arena, sending Metallix and Pokemon flying alike. Blade leapt back and shielded his eyes with his arms with Sandy cowering behind him.
The pipe's fragile supports snapped and the metal cylinder fell to earth with suprising speed, landing with a crunch that shook the arena further. Chunks of ceiling also fell, adding to the confusion. Dust and noise blinded all senses, there was no up, or down; just dust.
Tiny shards of shattered concrete floated in the smoggy air. Blade rubbed his eyes and removed his arms from around Sandy, who was huddling against his chest and shivering.
"...well, that makes things a bit easier." he commented, his nonchalance unsuited to the occasion. "Ultimatum's gonna have a fit once they see their entire Zangoose population wiped out."
Sandy realized what she was doing and lept back.
"EEEW! Don't touch m--Ow!"
"Careful there, puny." chuckled Blade. "Your arm's still broken, remember?"
Sandy cradled her arm.
Blade looked towards the wall Jazmine had disappeared through.
"As fun as this is," he began, "we'd better go help, don'tcha' think?"
Sandy ran ahead of him.
"What kind of friend do you think I am?" she barked.
"...impressive, isn't it?" whispered Dyana. Cameron's face was dark and unreadable. "Your entire Zangoose force; gone."
Not that I'm surprised. Blade is far tougher than these old coots believe him to be, and I've gotta admit, that Riolu knows her explosives.
Cameron remained silent. Dyana looked at him out of the corner of her eye.
"...what do you recommend we do, sir?" asked the lead Security. Cameron raised a hand towards the screen in front of him.
All eyes turned, to see the purple Zangoose almost take the ears off a metallix one.
Gazes switched to a nearby screen, the one aimed at the Training Arena.
"The Blaziken and Riolu," began Cameron, "are going to help their comrade."
The Blaziken illustrated this point by leaping out the hole in the wall. The Riolu stopped, yelled something indiscernable towards the Blaziken, then was also swept out into the wind.
Silence claimed the monitor-room, with the exception of Dyana, who was trying to restrain a laugh.
Ha! That Riolu cracks me up sometimes!
Cameron turned to face his minions.
"The answer is simple. Let them fight. At the first sign of a defeat, we move in. Understand?"
None dared to object.
Dyana studied Cameron's face, and broke into one of her signature smiles.
"Quite a show, isn't it? Aren't you glad you listened to me?"
She got no answer from the Overlord.
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Jazmine was gasping in confusion as she shot down through the rain.
Her brother's metal arms were clamped tight, slowly squeezing harder.
Before she knew it, her back slammed against a slick rooftop and the weight was off her chest.
Stunned, Jazmine let a rush of air into her lungs.
Spots teased at the corners of her vision and her heart pounded like it would break through her ribcage.
I just ran for my life from an army of Metallix and fell three stories, she thought.
The rain was cool, refreshing.
More than anyone could hope to accomplish against Ultimatum.
The drops merged with her tears.
I tried my hardest. I was almost there.
Her vision faltered.
But I can't move.
She noticed the Metallix standing guard beside her, waiting for the retrieval team.
They were sitting on the rock. Two sets of young eyes, one purple, one green, watched the sky together.
"Chaze?" she asked.
"Izzat where heaven is?"
Her little hands gestured to a pillowing white cloud.
"The puffy one. Izzat where Mommy and Daddy are?"
Chaze sat up, a thoughful expression on his face.
"No," he concluded, ruffling her head. "I think Heaven's somewhere else."
Jazmine eyed the other clouds.
Wind touseled their fur gently, waves of golden grass breaking against the rock. Swablu called to one another from high above.
He spread his arms wide.
"Heaven's somewhere, waaaaay up there!" he began. "Way above the clouds and the birds, the trees and even the sky..."
She leaned into his arms.
"...where the stars are. When you die, it's your job to keep them looking nice and pretty, and to watch over those on Earth. That's where Mommy and Daddy are."
They were silent once again.
"Chaze," she whimpered, "Will you go to heaven too?"
He pulled her into a tight hug.
"Hopefully not, Jazzie." he assured, smile spanning his entire face. "I don't need to polish the stars just yet. It's MY job to take care of you."
Her eyes snapped open.
That brother wasn't the Zangoose in front of her. That was his prison.
It was her job to break him out of it.
Jazmine pushed herself up, the sound disturbing the Metallix's silent watch.
The attack deflected to the right, unbalanced, by Jazmine's sudden block.
She didn't bother to look up, and instead rushed in and thrust her claws up. Her attack missed, as expected, but her next strike was already coming.
The rhythm of combat rang through her ears.
"For Chaze." she whispered. Her punch missed by mere inches.
"For Chaze." Closer this time.
The mantra tore out of her mouth, reaching even the farthest offices of the Center.
With each strike, her chant crescendoed into a screaming battle call. Each yell enunciated an attack.
"FOR CHAZE! FOR CHAZE! FOR CHAZE!"
She was gaining ground.
Blade hit the roof and sprung towards her, yelling something. Sandy shouted her name.
But she didn't hear it.
Her foot connected in an arcing crescent.
The Metallix was off-balanced.
Cameron couldn't believe his sight correctors.
"WHAT JUST HAPPENED THERE?!" he roared. "DID THAT ZANGOOSE SERIOUSLY JUST--!"
Two bandaged fists slammed the touchscreens.
Dyana slapped her hand over the Overlord's mouth.
"Cammie, don't go there. You'll offend the children."
He wrenched her hand away and demanded who these children were, exactly, but Dyana ignored him and batted the screen.
"That Zangoose, remember. Looks like she's got what she was goin' for."
"I CAN'T BELIEVE THIS!" Cameron fumed. "SEND IN THE MASQUERINS!"
"Yessir." piped the rookie. "Combat or Capture?"
Jazmine's call was caught up by the wind, growing fainter as she fell. She hadn't stopped to think, jumping before Blade could pull her back.
"Jazmine!" sobbed Sandy, tears indiscernable from the rain. "Why?"
Blade didn't give her time for an answer.
"Oh no you don't!" he yelled, in Jazmine's direction. "Not without us!"
He scopped up Sandy and in one fluid motion they were free-falling as well.
Sandy was too terrified to scream this time.
Down they fell, silhouetted occasionally by the frequent flashes of lightning.
Jazmine could see Chaze's flailing body below her, too far to reach. Straining her arms, she struggled to fall closer, even if just by an inch.
"CHAZE!" she repeated.
His pale white face was exposed against the sharp metal of his Metallix. His eyes were closed, as if asleep.
The pokemon in question must be EASED off the life support. If it's not done right, it might experience memory loss, severe trauma...
Jazmine pressed her arms flat against her body, rocketing forward by the power of gravity. It was still not enough.
Blade called from above, had he jumped too? Sandy's voice...so they did.
Her fingers glanced metal.
Well, I guess this is it. Falling to my death...Blade and Sandy too...At least Chaze and I'll be together again soon...Oh look, Metallix. Masquerins. Hey, that's the same kind of thread those Spinarks used...how long ago was that? Three months? Or was it--
The Masquerins held their position in the sky quite well, considering the force Jazmine'd built up. Soft, sticky thread cushioned her back as she jerked to a stop, Chaze landing beside her.
Blade followed, then Sandy.
The Masquerins started to fly away.
Jazmine lifted her head with a jerk, ripped silk dangling from her cheek.
"NO!" she cried, lifting a claw.
"I didn't come this far only to be stopped by some STUPID BUGS!"
The threads fought her claws, resisting their sharp edges, relenting with a sharp "zzzhrt!"
Jazmine tumbled back out into the gale, gripping the cloth-like substance in one hand and Chaze in the other.
A buzz announced the Metallix's call to home.
A burst of orange light, and it was cut short.
Blade was already taking care of the next Masquerin in line.
"Rain can't stop..."he panted, "Good Ol' Fashioned close range."
The second Masquerin fell.
Puddle covered ground was approaching.
Swiping away the final Masquerin, Blade dropped through the rip and grabbed a corner of the cloth.
"Sandy! Grab the last one!"
She could see her speeding reflection in the puddles.
The ground came upwards much more slowly now.
Jazmine allowed herself a deep sigh of relief as they touched down, outside the Center walls.
"That," began Blade, dropping his end of their makeshift parachute, "Was one of the weirdest escapes I've been through."
Sandy got to her wobbly feet, holding her broken arm against her small body and shivering.
Jazmine's attention rushed to Chaze; tangled and unmoving in the mass of thread.
...EASED off the life support...
"SANDY! HIS LIFE SUPPORT!" she screamed.
Everyone's ease vanished.
Her eyes were wide open, and for the first time Sandy had seen them, scared.
And they were off, Jazmine running in front, Blade carrying both Chaze and Sandy.
They had done it.
But the prize might not survive.
Awesome, moar moar moar. Please?
Scythers can't fly yet they can easily kill pidgeys, starlys, taillows, and spearows. Yeah I went there.
You, my friend, are a gifted writer. PPPPPPPPPPPPLLLLLLLLLLLEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAASSSSSSEEE EEEE continue. I've been checking this forum daily for the next chapter ever since SEPTEMBER!