Happy To Bleed For You

(Npov)

"Sammy," Faith whispered,hearing the sounds of her girlfriends screams outside...just past Jack. He smiled at her but there was
nothing nice or pleasant about it. It was viscious,meant to hurt not to comfort.

"Faith was that Sammy?" Buffy came galloping down the hall,stake and scythe in hand. It only took her a second to figure out that Jake and the broken door plus shocked Faith and screaming Sammy were definately of the bad. "What the hell's going on?"
She demanded,sliding into her fighting stance,her right hand instanly clutching her stake.

Jack tried his best to act surprised. Bulging his eyes,he dropped his mouth into an o and gawked at Buffy as if she were ET.
"Wh-what are...you doing with that?" he pointed a shaky finger at Buffy.

"I could ask you the same thing mince meat." Buffy straights out,tossing the scythe onto the nearby couch. "I'd suggest walking
out of here now if you want your body intact."

"Hmmm. You think I'm afraid of you little girl?" Jack felt the cool smooth surface of the needle in his jacket pocket,even though he didn't want to admit it,its presence gave him an extra little boost of confedence.

Buffy launched at him,hands outstretched and ready to kill. "What the hell?!" she shouted in total shock as a white light emanated from Jack's palms and blinded her. She felt herself hit the ground,but other than that she couldn't tell the air from
the wall.

Faith looked on horrified as Buffy fell to the floor like a rag doll. However she had no more time to assess the situation as a
prick in her side caught her attention. Jack was standing next to her,eyes completely black and cold,and his hand was outstretched towards her,his long pale fingers circled around what she now recognized was a needle.

Jack leaned over,his chest brushing Faith's chin as he did so. "Remember Faith." he commanded her,injecting the contents into her
side.

Faith's eyes widened instantly,her arms flying to wrap around her stomach as her body began shaking convulsively. "What did you..
fucking do-to me?" she gasped,falling against the wall and sliding down slowly,her eyes squeezed tight as it felt as if her body
were getting the strength sucked out of it and in its place was a hard straigth to the bone pain and fear.

"Remember Faith." Jack's voice echoed in her ear before the blinding white light engulfed her and Buffy.
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"I know I've probably said this alot today but,what the hell is going on?" Buffy asked into a beaten,rotten old house that looked
nothing like the one she was just in. Crawling off of the floor,she dusted herself and looked around the room,spotting Faith by
a bed,staring blankly at it. "Yoo hoo Faith?" Buffy waved her hand in front of her face.

Not getting a reaction she sighed,looking around the room from her spot next to Faith. The room was about eight by ten,rather small and what may have been white walls at some point were now a dirty brown almost black color. Clothes of various kinds littered the rotten wood floor along with shoes,papers,and a few books here and there. There was a torn dirty matress on the floor with a few scattered sheets that were probably used as blankets.

Buffy shuddered,feeling goosebumps forming all over her skin. Her eyes caught a deep copper stain on the sheets and a few on the
walls and floor. Blood. Now she was freaking,where the hell were they? "This place is sick." she whispered,feeling sick to her
stomach. "Who could live here?"

Faith continued watching the bed,waiting for the inevitable moment she knew would come. "Me." she said blankly as the door busrt open and a little girl around age twelve with dark brown hair slid across the floor clutching her shoulder.

"That's...that's-"

"That's me Buffy." Faith croaked hoarsely."Jack...or whoever that was did something to me."

Buffy reverted her attention back to little Faith,who was scampering against the wall,her eyes wide and bloodshot from crying.
Now there were footsteps coming from just outside the door. Buffy watched as little Faith began trembling and whimpering at a
sight only she could see.

"N-no. I'm sorry,please." she whelped,trying to take out the wall with her tiny body as she pressed into it as deep as it would allow her.

"Please?" The word was said mockingly.

Buffy gasped,she hadn't known for long but she could recognize that annoying voice anywhere. The man stepped in,flipping the lightswitch,his cold blue eyes and dark hair revealed by the light. "Jack."

"Jack?" Came a voice from the kitchen that sounded oddly familiar,it sounded like Faith,but not really. This voice was colder, more menace in that one word that Faith could never muster in a million. The door opened and Buffy found herself staring at an
almost exact copy of Faith except for a few minor differances. The woman before her was slighty shorter,a little fuller and had
pale skin unlike Faith's glowing olive skin. Her face was also sunken and hallow,bags under her eyes and a wild gleam to her.

The woman took one look at little Faith cowering in the corner and cackled like a witch. She placed a hand on Jack's shoulder,
and bent over laughing. "What'd the little bitch do now?" she asked as casually as if she were having any old conversation.

"Hmph!" Jack grunted,unbuckling his belt with a nasty smirk,"More like what didn't she do that I asked her to." Jack responded now working on his pant zipper. "She's a disobedient little whore. She needs to be taught who the boss around here is."

"Teach her Jack." Faith's mom encouraged,closing the door behind them and beginning to undress as well.

Little Faith gagged dryly,moaning and tossing her head from side to side,chanting something under her harsh breath. "No,no,no.
Please no,I'm sorry it won't happen again,please." she pleaded the tears in her eyes spilling over.

Jack snapped out,catching Faith's ankle,dragging her to the middle of the floor where he strattled her stomach,her mother pinning
her wrist above her head. "You'll never learn if I forgive you just because you cry like a little bitch. Take responsibility for
your actions wench." he lectured,taking a knife from the floor and shreading Faith's shirt and skirt to bits.

"No! Not again! Please! Mom! Mom help me! Please!" Little Faith broke into a frenzy of pleading and crying,as Jack's hands roamed
all over her.

Buffy witnessed in horror as Jack thrust the first time into the little girl,making her shout out in pain. She could feel tears
streaming down her face like a trail of fire,her hands were white knuckled at her sides. "Leave her alone!" she shouted at Jack.

"Buffy,"she heard the real Faith's strangled voice,"you can't do anything." she said matter of factly,the defeat in her voice
stinging her. "You can't change memories."

"Faith," Buffy began,but was interupted by Jack's grunts and moans of release. He smirked,wiping his cock on her little leg before leaning forward and kissing her neck forcefully. Little Faith did nothing but stare in a catatonic trance,only the small
tears and tiny shudders breaking through.

"Now Faith." Her mother spoke,stroking her damp cheek like she would a dog,"Are you ganna listen to your daddy?"

"Daddy!?!" Buffy shouted in disgust,but her opinion was in vain.

Little Faith nodded her head robotically,every other part of her tense and stiff. "...y-y-yes..."

"Good." her mother winked at Jack and he nodded,taking a ziplock bag from his breast pocket. He stared at the contents inside the threw the clear bag at Faith's bare chest.

"Make sure you sell it this time." he ordered,removing himself from her.

"...okay." she groaned,trying to wrap the pieces of her ramaining shirt around herself,limping out of the room.

Buffy was about to say something,but again the white light flashed and again she found herelf in a different place. It looked
to be the same house,but it looked a little different. Feeling a hitching breath that wasn't her own,Buffy glanced over her shoulder to find Faith.

"Faith? What's going on?"

Faith shook her head indescision in her eyes. "I-I don't know B. But I know...these are my memories...this is my past."

"Faith," Buffy reached out in concern,a drop of blood falling from Faith's nose."you're bleeding."

"I am?" she asked not sounding too surprised or excited,more of like a statement than a question. She wiped the sleeve of her jean jacket across her face absently,her eyes locked on the little girl sitting in tattered clothes by herself on the kitchen
table,her head bowed and her hands on her lap.

"You're nothing."

"I'm nothing."

"You're trash."

"I'm trash." she repeated.

"You don't deserve anything but trash."

"I don't deserve anything but trash."

"You're just a waste of my space Faith. Nobody wants you,nobody cares about you,and nobody loves you. Your father died because of you and now I'm alone. My family doesn't want me because you were born. You were a mistake Faith,the biggest mistake of my life and I regret it everyday;I regret you everyday. You ruined my life Faith,and now I'll make sure to ruin yours. You deserve to suffer and then die like the animal you are. You're shit Faith,you're the results of one night of not giving a shit." Her mother spoke coldy,stopping only to gauge Faith's reaction. The little girl simply bowed her head lower,her forehead resting against the surface of the wood table.

"Look at what you've done to me." she extended her arm,pulled up her sleeve and exposed countless of track marks on her pale
bony arm."You did this to me. You're doing this to me. You'll continue doing this to me until the day either you or I or both of us die."

Little Faith nodded,her sniffels soft and almost undectable. "Why are you crying whore?!" her mother shot to her feet,slamming her fist on the table. "Why are you crying? Because you know it's true? Because you're the cause of all of this pain!" reeling back she struck Faith across the cheek,a red throbbing hand print appearing on her seconds later. "Don't you dare cry or I'll beat the shit out of you right here!"

Little Faith winced,but did nothing otherwise.

"Now here. Take this." Buffy watched the mother slide something over the table to Faith but didn't catch what it was. "I want you
to do something for me...and you are going to do it." she added with a feral growl. Little Faith nodded. The mother made a slashing motion across her the inside of her forearm,"Do it." she ordered.

Faith stretched out her shaky arm and cupped the object on the table,sliding it over to the edge where she picked it up and looked at it. She flipped in her hand then ran a finger over it and gasped,sending wide eyes to her mother. "But-"

The sound of a fist connecting with flesh.

"I didn't fucking ask you now fucking do it!" she droned out,now hovering over the little girl who nodded but did not make a move to do anything else. "FIne!" the mother snarled,snatching the object from her hand. "I'll fucking do it for you!"

"No mo-" The mother struck her across the face,making Faith's head whip to the side with the force of the blow and took the opportunity to grab her out so that it was right in front of her face.

"This how you do it." she said passionetly,running her pinched fingers down the length of Faith's arm. Little Faith winced,making
a whistled suck for a breath of air.

"Its hurts!" she attempted to retrieve her arm.

"What is she doing?" Buffy leaned over and asked Faith. There was no answer however as Faith was currently busy cringing but
unable to look away.

"Stop it!" Little Faith shouted with more convivction earning her a punch to the stomach.

"Don't you fucking talk to me like that! I can do whatever the hell I please with you! Don't cry! You don't deservw to cry. Crying is for humans with feelings not cold shit like you." She stuck the side of her head and neck with a pan that was lying
on a chair,"Don't cry!" she made a quick slanted digging motion into her arm,"Don't cry!"

"Stop!" Little Faith pleaded now."No!" she struggled but now found herself bent over the table.

"Oh god!" Buffy clasped a hand over her mouth,now she knew what the object was,a paper thin razor.

"Don't cry,don't you cry. You can't cry,you're nothing. Shit doesn't cry!" the mother scratched with the razor down her back
brutally,like she was hacking away at a rabid animal that was attacking her. For a whole minute she continued the process and by
then little Faith knew the lesson was...shit doesn't cry. She was no longer pleading,she was no longer crying,just taking the hits as they came with only little quivers.

The mother chuckled deep in her throat,tossing the bloody razor onto the table in front of Faith. "What did we learn today?" she
asked,taking a bottle of tequilla,unscrewing the top,and pouring some over Faith's back.

"That-"her tight voice wavered,"that shit doesn't cry." she said softly.

"What?!" the mother demanded,jabbing the top of the bottle between her shoulders earning herself a jerk.

"Shit doesn't cry."

"Again."

"Shit doesn't cry."

"Again."

"Shit doesn't cry." Little Faith flinched,feeling the bottle being moved away.

"Say it like you mean it!" her mother punched her back.

"Shit-...shit doesn't cry. Shit doesn't cry. Shit doesn't cry. Shit doesn't cry. Shit doesn't cry. Shit doesn't cry. Shit doesn't cry. Shit doesn't cry. Shit doesn't cry. Shit doesn't-"

"Hmmm hmmmm hmmmm. That's more like it Faith." she smiled fakely at her,turning for the kitchen.

"Shit doesn't cry. Shit doesn't cry. Shit doesn't cry. Shit doesn't cry. Shit doesn't cry.....I don't cry."
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Sammy struggled against the restraints the had her dangling like a pinata in the middle of the cell. Her constant struggles and
futile attempts were taking their toll on her batterted body however. Her arms shook like jello in an earthquake as did her legs
those vampires had done a good number on her.

"doesn't cry.....I don't cry." she heard Faith mumble in the cage next to her. Stilling for a second,Sammy suckered enough guts to grab onto the chains and pull herself up so that now she had a clear view of Faith and Buffy.

"Faith? Faith!" she shouted,now really worried because of the look on Buffy's face,and the blood around Faith's nose. "Faaaaaaith!" she must have sounded like a rabid bear distubed from hibernation cause she could already the hear the guards
running towards them. This got her pumped,she squirmed wiggled and kicked like a madman,shouting profanaties as the chains rubbed
her wrist raw.

"What the hell was that?" Luc came charging into the cage with a sword ready to fight. He looked around from side to side. "What
is it?" he asked,"where's the demon?"

"Right there." one of the vamps pointed his spear at her thrashing self.

An unplesant red lipped smile formed on Luc's mouth. He took slow strides towards her,tapping the point of the spear in his right
hand on the palm of his left. "Who knew the a little girl like you could sound like an enraged noble demon?" he taunted.

"Fuck you bitch and let me go!" Sam roared,actually making him take a step back. Her wrist were bleeding now,but she continued to
tug at the chains. Maybe now that they were sleek with blood she could slip out.

"Don't get your panites up in a bunch immortal." Luc had a flat tone to his voice now,no more taunting or teasing.

"You're adding gas to the fuck flame asshole and I'm ganna have your little head and I'm ganna pop it like a fucking pimple then
leave it out to sundry."

Luc jumped four steps back,his eyes wide and mouth agap as he felt a strange electricity run through him from Sam. For once in his damn life...he was scared. Scared out of his fucking mind. This wasn't good,she didn't have that scent or feeling rolling off of her when he brought her in three hours ago. He snapped at one of the guards.

"Hey asshole! You're supposed to be keeping a guard on her!"

"She's tied Luc,not even the slayer could break free from that." the guard shruged.

"I'm paying you to be a fucking guard so do your damn job prick!" Luc shouted at him angryily,and stormed out of the area.
good thing the guard didn't her his mumbled,"not slayer...something else."

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There was a dark ally behind a few messed up buildings filled with dumpsters and trash littering the entire place. Rast were
scurrying through the damp ground,crawling on the walls of the surronding buildings.

From the corner of her eye Buffy saw a shadowed figure staggering through the darkened ally. It was a female she could tell by
the shadow. Was she drunk? That's what it looked like. Stepping out of the dark,Buffy was finally able to see her face. And was
slightly taken aback to see those familiar brown eyes staring straight through her.

She had been expecting tweleve year old Faith,but this Faith was at least fourteen or fifteen. She was wearing her trademark
leather black leather pants,a tight black blouse,and a matching black laether jacket with her boots. Her face was pale,the red
of the lipstick contrasting greatly,her dark brown hair pulled back into a high bun. She looked the way she did back in SunnyDale
when she first went. But even then something was different. The was a small barely detectable buldge in her shirt. Had she been
hurt,a broken rib maybe?

"Fuck!" she leaned against the wall,clutching her stomach,sweat trinkling down the side of her face.

"Is she hurt?" Buffy asked as if she were an entirely different person from the Faith next to her.

"She's...she was...pregnant." Faith said hallowly.

"Was?" Buffy inquired.

"Was." Faith pointed behind her.

The younger Faith was keeled over,vomiting blood. She was convulsing,sweating even in the extremely chilled air of the ally.
She hurled some more. Faith groaned painfully,rolling over and leaning against the wall,panting.

Buffy gave Faith a questioning look.

"Jack injected her...me with some drug that was used to abort babies back in the day. The kid would have been his." Faith shivered,feeling something quite uncomfortable on her body. Buffy reached out and caressed her cheek,wiping her thumb over her
mouth.

"Faith,blood." she said showing Faith her thumb.

"Wonder why. I don't get nose bl-"

"AAAAAAhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! FUCK! FUCK!"

Faith and Buffy whirled around in a frenzy. The younger Faith was sobbing against the wall,her head thrown back and her face contorted in agony,in pain. A few slow seconds that seemed like forever went by,and with a final strangled gasp,Faith's head
rolled foward and she was passed out in the ally.

"No more baby Jack." Faith said bitterly,swooning as the setting began to change again. It only took her a second to associate
her brain with her surrondings. "Katherine," the name came out soft and tender.

"Who's Katherine Faith?"

"My watcher." she squeaked as the door in the library burst open and a sixteen year old Faith and Katherine scuttled in.

"Block the door Faith." Katherine adviced her as she was scampering across the room seemingly looking for something. "Ah ha!"
she shouted proudly,handing the book to Faith. "Everything you'll need to find the other slayer."

Faith looked at the book as if it were burning her then gave Katherine a somber look. "Why are you giving me this? You don't plan
on coming?"

Katherine gave her a sympathetic smile,placing a warm hand on her shoulder. "Faith,I can't tag along otherwise he'll find us and
kill us both. You're the slayer now Faith. You're something big,something amazing,something great. I want you to promise me
something Faith."

The two jumped as the door flew off it's hinges and in walked Kakistos and his vampires. "There you are little one." Kakistos
grinned at Faith,if that's what you could call such a thing.

Katherine jumped in front of Faith,since she was either paralyzed or glued to the spot. "You shan't be touching her." she barked
at Kakistos.

"Hahhh! Insolent human. Dare you have the audacity to even look at me?" Kakistos roared with hideous laughter.

"I don't know how she has the stomach to look at you." Faith snapped.

"Ahhh,the little slayer knows how to talk,too bad." he sneered,raising his hands.

"What the fuck?" Faith lifted into the air and she was now floating towards Kakistos. "What the hell?!" she repeated this time
panic edging her voice as Kakistos wrapped his slippery hands around her throat.

"Faith!" Katherine shouted,the tone of her voice demanding her attention.

"K-Ka-Kat!" she choked,the pressure on her windpipe increasing.

"Catch!" Katherine tossed a dagger at her. Faith caught it in her hand and did the best thing she could think of.

"Gahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Kakistos shrieked as the dagger carved into his eye and surronding face.

"Move Faith!" Katherine yelled.

"C-can't..." the words barely came out,she was twitching in his grip,her body screaming for a breath of air.

Katherine ran at them,drop kicking Kakistos and his immediate guards,making Kakistos drop Faith. Faith clawed at her throat,
eyes wide and gasping in lungfuls of air. She didn't have time to properly react however as Katherine dragged her to her feet.
"Faith listen go to California,there's a town calle SunnyDale there. Go there and look for the slayer."

"What about you?" she rasped earning a pitiful look from Katherine.

"I have to take care of these guys,I'll catch up when-Guh!"

Blood erupted from her mouth,her eyes instantly glazing over as Kakistos' hand protuded from her stomach. Her shaking hands
pushed Faith away and grabbed on to Kakistos."-g-go."

"No. Katherine?" Faith trembled trying to reach out for her.

"GO!"

Faith shook her head no,however her body had a plan of it's own. Before she knew it she was fifteen blocks away running towards a
train station.

Buffy sighed sadly,remembering the way she had yelled at Faith for being afraid of Kakistos. Now she knew why she had been so
terrified of the disfigured demon. "Faith?"

"...y-yeah B?"

"It's next isn't it?"

Faith knew what she was referring to,"Yeah,it is." And as she finished confirming it the scene shifted before them. The dark
station molding into a bright candle lite room. The dirty wet floor,morhphing to white vintage carpet,the dumpster a wide flat
screen,the bench a delux bed...and finally the ticket booth into a stereo.

"Was it your idea?" the voice cut through Buffy and Faith like a razor.

"Yep,they said it was wicked painful." the reply replayed in their heads like a recorder.

"There's a cure."

"Damn! What is it?"

"Your blood."

"Come to get me B? You're not taking me alive."

"That's not a problem."

"Well then give us a kiss B."

The scene shifted again,now Faith and Buffy where on the ledge of roof,trying to force each other over the top. Then there it
was...the moment which had brought forth so much pain for both of them. Buffy looked back to Faith,her eyes moist with tears.
Faith shook her head.

"I deserved it then B." she tried comforting her.

"You did it B. You really killed me. Still not ganna save your boy though. You should have been there B,quite a ride."

The shift.

"Angel please!" Faith begged the vampire before her on her knees. She was tired,exaushted and just wanted to make all the pain
stop. However Angel cradled her against his chest,whispering to her while her rocked her in his lap.

"What's happening? Why are the memories so short?"

"I-I don't feel to good B." Faith wiped at her face,her jean jacket sleeve coming back with a long streak of blood on it.
The white light came back and now they were inside a warehouse that Buffy did not remember ever seeing in SunnyDale before.

"Honey look who I brought for dinner."

"Angel?" Buffy asked.

"Angelus." Faith jerked,her body tensing when the beast stepped out of the shadows.

"Lets eat." The beast glared at Angelus,looking rather disappointed.

"What is this Angelus?" he waved his hand at Faith,who was trying hard not to make a remark on his body.

"This is a slayer."

"You dare to bring a slayer here?" now the beast sounded pissed.

"Hey! I'm doing you a favor stone hedge. She's here to seriously mess up you and your boss' plan. The question is,what do you do
big guy?"

He took one step and found himself being shot at with a crossbow,which just ticked him off. He reached out to grab the slayer,
being assulted by various combinations of kicks and punches which did not faze him.

"Ahhhh!" Faith squealed,his rock hand crushing her windpipe.

"Smile Faith,I thought you'd enjoy a threesome." Angelus teased her from behind.

"Sure." she pushed out,hre elbow connecting with his face making him stagger back then breaking the beast' hold from her.
"Lets get it on."

Now she was raining down on the beast,now he was stomping on her side. Now she was sailing through the air. Now she was struggling simply to breathe. She crawled on her hands and knees sorely,trying to find something to help her up. She saw the beast' feet and she flexed back,her arm wrapping around her side to try and ease the sensation of being ripped apart from the
inside.

"This is all you are? I had heard that the slayer possessed great strength. My master's power is beyond pain. You are nothing,
you are weak. You could not even defeat me."

"Ain't that the truth?" Angelus cut in from behind him.

Before Buffy could stop herself,she had her arms wrapped around Faith's slender waist,her face buried in her shoulder. "I'm sorry
Faith. I-I didn't have a clue."

"You still don't." she sighed pointing over her shoulder.

"I know how it feels to have to hide who you truly are. You try to bury the pain but the hole's just not deep enough. Like
broken shards cutting you inside everytime you breathe. No matter how mcuh you dig the pain is always there. There's only one
way to make it stop...hurt someone else." Angelus caught Faith's fist and kicked her stomach,sending her sprawling to the floor.
"Because we enjoy killing you and I Faithy."

Faith lashed out,catching him with a rather hard hit to the jaw. Angelus stumbled and fell to the floor. Instantly he was pounced
on by Faith. She punched him with her right,switched to her left,the back to her right then dropped him,backing away.

"No. I'm different now. I'm not like you."

Angelus kicked her leg out from under her and snapped her neck to the side,exposing her throat. "No. But you will be." he chuckled sinking his fangs deep into her flesh.

"Damnit I so don't feel good." Faith cursed,leaning against the wall. Now there were visible drops of blood on the floor and
they were hers. Not the Faith's from her memory,but hers presently. She felt Buffy's arms tighten around her and she allowed it
feeling like she might fall over any second.

Buffy looked up into Faith's eyes,feeling a drop of her blood land on her cheek. "Why is this happening?" Faith was getting pale
and sweaty.

"I don't know. Look. Why are we going back?"

"What?" Buffy was confused,back?

"You never use to bleed so easily." Angelus pointed out,Faith spitting out a good amount of blood......

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"Somebody shut her up!" Raemeus cursed into the den.

"Faaaaaaith!" Sammy roared,each time sounding more and more animal like. It was one thing for her to be unconscious,it was another for her to be bleeding and she'd be damned if she wasn't going to stop this.

"Shut up!" Jack kicked her jaw.

"You're dead! You're all fucking dead!"

"Yeah sure what-" Jack stopped midsentence and slunk back in shock and some fear. Sammy's eyes were flashing between black and
back to grey. "What the hell is going on?" Sammy was perfect still now,as if a statue. Her growling was gone and all that was left was a deafening,distubing never shattering silence.

"What's going on now?" Raemeus' voice reached Jack's ears.

"That's what I'd like to know." he pointed at the girl.

Raemeus took one look and nearly tipped over,"Ohhhh shit." he whispered.

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(AN): Ahhhhha ha ha ha! Cliffhanger! Yes I'm evil but you love it!