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You know what... Nevermind it is unimportant... or is it? NO it's really not important.

Me likei keyblades as well
Whoa it's true then...

He's left again. Could he have a life outside the thread? I'm wondering a lot lately.

Think later act now. Go moshing, or I'll make you go moshing. Now that that's cleared up Xaldin can go about his strange day on the islands of crack.

Edit: He must taken offense at that last part and is coming to kill me. Such is life.

Re:Edit: Why am I stuck in here with the stoic group!?

Seriously, what're you even doing Xaldin? I'm kinda getting creeped out he's not said anything recently and yet he's still on the thread. This is weird.

Edit: Curses! The second I say it he leaves.
RE:Edit: He cames back once I edit. GR!

SHHH! We're wearing him down.

Xaldin, oddly silent all of a sudden(Over the last like ten posts) What you afraid we're plotting to kill you? Let me allay any fears, a mosh pit is a good thing. With lotsa people and you can't really talk over the noise.

I'm for sending him to Maryland mosh where I live so I can annoy him can annoy him in person.

Mosh pit it is! Xaldin you'll hate me for it later but, twenty years from now you won't remember me.

Oh ****. This is getting worse. Although at least it isn't legions of the undead this time.

My coin, my flip! Either way it's the same result. Even I the one who hits people for no reason as they pas me in the halls would never do that. Let's try sending him to a mosh pit.

Well... That's nice. I need to really consider easing up on Xaldin... Or I could just torture him worse. I think I'll flip a coin.

That was kinda blatant. N.O.

Edit: I'm a bad person so don't expect anything nice from me.

I think you should only way to get over your phobia is to make it so there isn't a situation where it isn't dominating your life. Just like if your allergic to dough the more you eat the less reaction you'll have. That or you'll die.

Maybe Xaldin should go on another date.

Edit: You remind me of Densha. Issat how it's spelled? Oh well, yeah with the asking us for help with girls. I'm the cool guy with the pictures.

Yes Latin!!!!!!!!

Yeah I kinda thought so too. Oh well, not like I'm capable of better.


Chapter Three(Badlands)

Akira awoke with a splitting headache and soreness all but inhibiting even the slightest motion. There was no way around it, he’d lost, and Dhen was dead, the stone was gone, and it was all his fault. Akira could feel the tears welling up in his eyes as he remembered that night. It wasn’t until he saw two men walk over to him did he realize he was no longer in the imperial square where he’d been thrown.
“He’s awake.” One said with a gasp.
“Akira!” It was Sozeh.
“Hey, I thought you’d be dead a stubborn fool like you.” Akira laughed.
“I thought the same of you.” Sozeh smiled. He was in bad shape and one arm was conspicuously missing. “We’re in a refugee camp just outside of the kingdom of Wei. The five took over the imperial city. Where’s Dhen?”
“He died fighting them. I tried to help but I was powerless.” Akira sat up with a groan. “How’d they get around the main army anyways there should‘ve been news?”
“They had used a naval assault on the city of Nakio to gain a spawn point nearer to the city a week before. They killed all messengers so we couldn’t figure it out until their dummy troops were all dead and they were at our gates.” Sozeh sat down next to his comrade. “Dhen wanted to die that way. Don’t blame yourself.”
“If I was stronger I could have done more.” Akira clenched his fist. “Not only that they’ve got the stone and it’s only a matter of time before they can figure out how to use it. Dammit! I’ve got to go back that’s the only way to set things right.”
“Your in no condition to fight and what would you do get your brains beaten out this time?” Sozeh asked barely able to contain his own rage. “We need a plan.”
“I’ve one.” Akira said instantly. “We’re in the badlands, right?”
Yes.” Sozeh replied calmly.
“We can take them out one by one. They’re probably spread out over several cities and some may even be all the way out here to keep watch on their own kingdom. If we can gather together a force we may be able to win. I could take on any one of them, it’s their team tactics that make them so formidable.” Akira sighed seriously.
“How do you know they won’t abandon Koizu? They got what they wanted and their armies are superior to what we can get in a month.” Sozeh inquired.
“They don’t have what they want simple as that.” Akira smiled. “The letter also swore vengeance on the family of Wei. I’m sure Shou and the others got away. Besides the clan is spread across the continent. No one can trace them without spreading their forces out. That’s why a small covert unit is all we need.” Sozeh was speechless for a moment.
“I’ll gather up anyone willing and able to fight.” He finally said confidently.
“Thanks, I need to do some more training if I’m gonna be ready. No time to rest. Every second lost could be the end of us. We start at nightfall. They still may be looking for us so be careful.” Akirahad just said a lot of different things very quickly and he was already tired.
“Don’t you get caught either.” Sozeh grinned his silly ruddy grin and left. Akira struggled to his feet and brushed himself off. For the first time he had a good look at his surroundings. It looked like crap. There were little hutches not fit for rabbits housing families of fat nobles that had escaped. It looked like the end of the world to Akira, everything was so wrong. Even in the extreme poverty of the farming life from before, he’d never seen such depression. He had to make things right again. Akira set off into the desert and went towards the nearest town. Sozeh rode out on a borrowed horse to find more soldiers to help their cause. Akira trudged on alone through the dry winds and sandy dunes of the border desert. By morning he’d reached a small town. Nothing seemed to live or grow there. It was as if someone threw some toy houses in a sandbox and left them there to rot. There certainly didn’t seem to be anyone living there until Akira was suddenly assaulted from behind.
“Get out of here desert scum!” A boy with messy ginger hair sticking straight up stood before the now very disheveled Akira. Akira got up and looked blankly at the boy. He stood maybe an inch taller that Akira, give or take. The really weird thing about him was he wore some really strange clothes. He wore a beaded maroon headband and had two locks of hair wrapped in a similar material hanging off the sides of his head, just in front of his ears. His shirt was covered by four sashes that seemed to go with the headband and braid things. His pant’s were a maroon red like everything else he wore and he wore old time combat boots.
“And you are?” Akira asked calmly.
“I’m Huang Feng the avenger.” The boy looked ridiculous saying such things.
“Whatever, I’ve got things to do. And if you don’t mind I’ve been traveling since nightfall yesterday.” Akira made to walk around him but Huang refused to let him pass.
“How do I know your not a spy?” He asked suspiciously.
“Who’d spy on you?.” Akira was agitated as he really hated talking to people who were more foolish than him.
“ANSWER THE QUESTION OR DIE.” Suddenly Akira found a blade to his face. It was broad saber with feathers embroidering the base of the blade. The curious thing was the boy had two swords and neither had a pommel or any kind of hilt wrapping. Usually a blade has either some kind of cord around it’s length to keep the hands from sliding or a pommel to do the same. These sabers had plane cylinders for hilts. It would take a considerable amount of strength and skill to maneuver those blades in the heat of battle without once losing your grip.
“I’ll fight you.” Akira countered. He had to see if the kid was any good.
“Fine, if you wanna die so bad.” The kid backed up a few steps and closed his eyes for a moment. Akira waited for his to finish and they both readied themselves for battle. Akira was still sore and tired but he was sure he could escape if he had to. Akira attacked first. He made to kick the boy in the face but instead he spun round under a counter slash and re-aimed the kick at the back leg. The boy toppled over in a heap and began spitting out sand as soon as he‘d fallen.
“Damn, you’re good.” He heard Huang say from his knees. “But… I’m better.” He flung himself up and began a ferocious onslaught. He was fast but not too fast. Akira blocked most of the strikes with his steel lined gloves and continued to sneak in stiff hits. Soon Huang was exhausted and Akira had clearly won.
“What was that about being better?” Akira smiled. Not because he’d won but because the kid was good, he had to admit it.
“Who said you won?” Huang crossed his blades for one last futile attempt to win. Akira simply sidestepped it and tripped Huang into the sand.
“No use wasting your energy on pointless fighting.” Akira said to the motionless Huang. A second later Huang was practically bawling. His sobs went along the lines of, he’d lost his father and had to get strong enough to avenge him. Akira decided to delve deeper as it could help him later. “Who killed your father?”
“I’ll never forget him, the merchant of death from the Five, Nexi!” Akira was intrigued now. He had been formulating a plan and it couldn’t be any better than if he’d planned it himself.
“That’s too bad, you want to avenge him right?” Akira asked slyly.
“Of course. I must restore honor to my family and I will strike him down with my fathers phoenix blades!” Huang shouted to they heavens as he suddenly leapt to his feet.
“What if I told you I knew exactly where to find him?” Akira just kept on asking in the same sly way.
“I’d say your lying no one can track the five.” Huang said adamantly.
“But, I fought him just the other day.” Akira countered.
“What?! Where?! Tell me!” Huang was now bouncing up and down with excitement.
“I‘ll tell you what, if you help me out with a bit of training of my own, I‘ll help you take down the Nexi.”
“What is it for?” Huang inquired.
“I lost to the five, well four of the five. My kingdom fell and I must restore it to it’s past greatness before the five can take over the world.” Akira said somberly.
“Fine, I’ll help you out. You’re from Wei right?” Huang asked as they began to walk down toward some rundown old shack.
“Yes.” Akira confirmed.
“I never thought it’s be true.” Huang said to himself.
“What?” Akira asked.
“I heard yesterday that the five took over, but I couldn’t believe it. Wei is one of the strongest nations ever.” Huang explained.
“Well, it happened and it was my fault.” Akira hung his head and clenched his fists.
“I’m sorry.” Huang said slowly.
“Don’t worry about it. Is there any food or water around there? Akira’s stomach grumbled just as he said this.
“Yeah, I’ve been staying here for months there’s at least a years worth of supplies here it’s the ideal training site. That’s why I came here after all.” They came up to an old shack and Huang was pointing to this when he spoke.
“Alright, can I have it?” Akira asked holding his now aching stomach.
“Sure just don’t die or anything. You still have to tell me where Nexi is.” Huang pointed to a refrigeration box and inside there was all kinds of food. Akira ate until he could barely move and hen he fell asleep.
“I think you overdid it a little.” Huang was shaking Akira awake the next day.
“Ah! Don’t throw me in the piss bucket!” Akira shouted as he woke up.
“The hell?” Huang stood there perplexed over the curious guest.
“Oh, must have been a bad dream.” Akira yawned and got up. “Today we’d better head out. It’s easier to find opponents in cities and towns than in the middle of the desert.”
“Actually we’re right near the southern beach.” Huang pointed to a map that had in a happy font “You are here.”
“There’s as good a place as any to start.” Akira said as he drank some strange brown-orange liquid. “What is this stuff anyways?”
“That’s chicken… I think it was at some point at least.” Akira promptly threw up and demanded they leave for the beach, surely someone would be there to fight.



I just thought it should end here don't expect chapter regularity. On another note this one is gonna be longer than anticipated due to lack of foresight.On another not that note I don't really like this one I think I could do it better.

How? You ask. Said I, " Xaldin if your so much of a paranoid whateverphobia you happen to posses why do you not just take my advice and try to be some one else." I never said that. I'm just saying you have crappier luck than me. I mean so what I'm not interested in anyone but me. You on the other hand care and want a connection that will never form unless you just stop being weird about it.


That was all done in a musical format. I thought you'd all ought to know.

Xaldin is being difficult. Two words!

I thought Xaldin feared the girl.

I sulk, thus the emo misconception. I do a lot of sulking.

Edit: Yeah actually I realized I don't sulk I like um... never have been in love/like and thus it is business as usual.