Apperantly, going home is not an option.

Noticed that my last- erm, 'entry?'- wasn't as great as it coulda been. But damn, there's so much going down it's hard to follow it all, sometimes.

Remember I said I was found by this lot underground, basically, in a Really Bad Place? Yeah, well, there was a Really Bad Guy to go along with it, and apperantly, erasing my memories wasn't all he did to me.

He's in my head. Seeing the world through my baby blues and there ain't a damn thing I can do about it.

Right now, I'm not even sure I want to.

Member I also said I got the pleasure of being lunch? Yeah, well, apperantly Seimei's a popular lady, because our spider-person (the one that nearly killed our elf) is playin' around in my mind, too. And The Man In Black- that is the name we gave Big Baddy- is fighting him off me.

Now, don't get me wrong. I don't think for one damn second he's doing it for me. He owns me, in his mind, and he ain't gonna share toys.

Of course, I don't take real well to being said toy. I want him gone like now, damn it, and frankly, it's fucking scary not trusting yourself. I don't trust myself right now; at any moment I'm sure he could be, Seimei, go and kill everyone, and I just might do it.

I don't think, though, it's so simple. Otherwise, he'd have done it- or at least, I assume so. But I'm a pawn in some fucking chess game, and that just ain't gonna fly.

Anyway, off the topic. That ain't the worst of it.

In my last entry- that's what I'll call it- I mentioned an elf lord. Well, he's got this little- asistant? Gaurdian? Fuck knows. I don't even care. Her name is Ivy, and damn if she's not beautiful. Ann's got the hots for her, Lim's got the hots for her, and I don't fucking blame either of them. (I think Illoria would, too, if she'd ever yank the stick out of her arse long enough to appreciate beauty. Even if you don't swing that way, you can't deny what's right in front of you.)

She doesn't seem normal, either. But what the fuck is normal anymore, anyway?

Anyway, after what happened with the whole nearly being lunch for good incident, she comes up all floaty into our room in this town, and starts quizzing us. Course, Ann and I were too shaken up to be much good, and Illoria didn't know jack, really. She blew out of the room before Ivy even got there. Don't know what her problem was, but damn was she in a bitch of a mood. Illoria, that is, not Ivy.

Anyway, Ivy let us alone until the next day, and we told her as much as we could. She decided she wanted us to play hero for her, but nothing would get done less we got more information. Because Ivy obviously knew more then she wanted to say.

When we finnally saw her again- hours and HOURS later- she had the full story for us.

I almost wished she hadn't.

A while back, when Ann and I were on our own, we got hired by someone to get something for him. I won't say what, cause again, I don't want everyone and their friends able to see what we're up too. We got it, though, with help, and to do that, we had to take on this big- big- ass vampire who wasn't too damn happy with us. We put him down, however temporarily, and ran away with our tails tucked.

Come to find out we shouldn't have done that. Lots of bad shit came from it, but the end result is the big point; all this shit going down is leading up with the waking of one Big Baddy that makes all other Big Baddies look less frightening.

Apperantly, there's a sleeping monster just waitin' for his chance to come out and play, and if this- thing- wakes up, if everything keeps rolling and events set in motion keep going, we're all screwed.

So off we toddle, then, Ann and I, to kill this spider-person as Ivy wants us too. We have with us a werewolf gaurdian (and you have no idea how little I trust him. I've had my fair share of werewolves- hell, I've been one, and am glad that I'm not anymore.) and we're to find Illoria and Lim. They seem to have wandered off their own merry way.

Bloody frustrating, is what it is, and I'm not afraid to say I'm scared.

But this comming up, this fight, right now, with spider person?

Oh, hell yeah, I'm looking forward to this. Scared shitless, but ready. That son of a bitch is going down.

I don't like being fucked with.