I groaned as I felt myself stir. What was making that constant annoying beeping?

“Whoever you are please shut up, your beeping is making my head hurt.” I asked, but who ever they were they ignored me. I cracked my eyes open and light filtered into my vision. It was dim, maybe early morning or late evening, I wasn’t sure but I was thankful since my eyes didn’t explode in pain.

I heard who ever was beeping off to my right.

“Will you ple…” I couldn’t finish my sentence. I wasn’t really sure what in oblivion's name I was looking at. It wasn’t alive that much I was certain of. It was on some kind of metal stand and had green lines that would spike occasionally in time with the beeping.

I was fascinated by whatever this thing was. I lifted my hand in order to examine it but I couldn’t move it far. I glanced down at my body and saw I was in some kind of padded shackles. I chuckled slightly, I’m the dragonborn simple shackles can’t hold me.

“Feim.” I whisper and my body becomes ghostly and see through. I pull my wrists free from the shackles and shift till I’m sitting on the left edge of the bed. The constant beeping becomes a drawn out sound, making me think it was some kind of alarm. I charged and fired a lightning bolt at it and it stops, as well as gets fried.

I stand up feeling slightly dizzy but not enough to keep me from moving and looking around. My accommodations are different from what I’m used to. The walls were a pale blue with white trim, there was a window in front of me with the curtains drawn.

I walk over and pull the curtains back like an idiot and have to shield my eyes from the bright glow of the sun. After my eyes have adjusted and I blink a few time, I feel my mouth drop open. Zakaz and Eris haddn’t been kidding when they said I wasn’t in skyrim anymore.

Out the window as a massive city of white marble, shining brightly in the sun’s warm light. It had been mid winter in skyrim and this city looked to be in early spring if the blossoming trees I could see dotting some of the streets were any indication. I was high up above the city because I could barely make out that they weren’t human.

My wondrous pondering was cut short by the door being slammed open making me start and whirl around crouching into a fighting stance. Standing in the doorway, blinking at me owlishly stod three horse people, like that woman who had tried to invade my mind before. Only they didn’t quite look like her.

One had brown fur with a black mane and golden eyes. She was wearing a white coat with a grey shirt and dark blue pants. I knew it was a she because she had an impressive pair of breasts on her chest.as well and a well built figure. The really odd thing about her was I could see a single horn, the same color as her fur sticking out of her forehead.

I filed that away for later. The other two didn’t seem to have a horn on their heads. What was more shocking was their colors. One was bright pink with a lovely blue mane and green eyes and the other was a greenish color with a white mane with a darker green stripe in it. They were both females too but not as obvious as the one with the horn. The both wore some kind of white dress that reached to just above their knees.

They just stared at me while I stared at them, staring at me while I stared back at them staring at me. The green one snapped out of her shock first.

“It’s awake!” She yelled. I snorted at being called it, but I’d let it slide this time.

“IT has a name miss.” I said cooly, my voice seemed to shake the other two out of shock as well.

“It can talk!” The pink lady yelled now. I really had to resist slapping my hand to my face. I saw the one with the coat horn start to glow. I knew magic when I saw it so on reflex, I dipped into my magicka reserve, getting ready for whatever this mage threw at me.

I was lucky I did cause I barely had time to throw up my ward before a beam of magicka blasted toward me. It wasn’t very powerful, didn’t even crack my ward spell. I retaliated with a blast small blast of lightning from my right hand scoring a direct his and knocking my attacker unconscious.

The others screamed and ran out of the room in a panic. They were definitely not fighters. They would most likely bring back guards so I had to be quick. I looked around the room for any sign of my belongings. There was a small wardrobe to my left and I opened it to find a few pairs of Identical white robes.

I glanced at myself and found I was in my underwear, much to my embarrassment, so I grabbed one of the robes, wrapping it around myself and tying off the sash. I could hear shouting coming down the hallway along with the sound of many running feet.

I don’t want another violent confrontation. Since there was only one door I’d have to use one of my more ‘improvised’ escapes. When I was imprisoned in a thalmor stronghold this escape tactic came in handy.

It was still a terrifying thing even if it was brilliant. I crouched slightly, taking a deep breath and redying my shout.

“Don’t move creature!” I heard a guy yell at me from behind, but I ignored him.

“Feim Zii Gron.” I said my body fading till it became like a ghost. I ran and leapt through the window and into the open air. The wind whipped by me as I fell to the ground below. After the first time I used this particular shout this way, I had asked Paarthurnax why I was able to pass through some things but not others.

He said it was because I didn’t want to. The become ethereal shout was based off of the users will. If I wanted to fade through the floor I could, if I wanted to not go through the floor I didn’t have to. I had played so many pranks on the students at the college when I found that little tid bit out.

A sad smile made its way onto my ghostly face as a few memories replayed. The ground came up to meet me quickly though, banishing them away as I landed safe and sound. I looked back up to where I had jumped from and whistled. Had to have been at least a hundred foot drop.

“Gods I love being me.” I thought with a smirk

“There it is! Don’t let it get away!” I heard a voice shout making me turn around and see five horse people dressed in gold armor running at me with spears. I decided to be wise and put my knees to the breeze and get the heck out of there.

“I take that back! I Hate my LIFE!” I cried in my head As I raced down an alley way, running away from my pursuers. I flew out of the alley way and found myself on a large cobblestone street. There were a lot of horse people of all shapes, sizes and colors and they were all staring at me.

The silence didn’t last though as one of the ladies near me let loose a high pitch scream and that sent everybody into a panic. They were running all over the place, it would’ve been funny if I had been in any other situation.

Thinking quickly I darted into the seething crowd trying to get lost in the bodies and give the guards the slip. For some reason my brain forgot that these people were running from me and so would avoid me like the plague.

I ran full tilt down the street looking for any place to hide or escape to. There was a door open to my right and I took it without thinking. Diving through it and rolling to my feet I came face to face with a pair of golden eyes inches from mine.

“GAH!” We both screamed and the lady jumped back away from me throwing a parcel she’d been carrying in the air. I didn’t have time to stick around though. I spotted another door behind a counter with a bunch of baked goods in it.

“Sorry.” I yelled as I vaulted over the counter and dashed through the door. I hear the guards storming into the building behind me.

“There like pigeons! You see one then there’s about twenty you don’t see.” I think as I tear down another alley. I hear the deep thrum of a bow and I jump, throwing myself into the wall and an arrow just passes by me sparking off the stone ahead of me.

I Turn and look up following the trajectory of the arrow and my jaw drops.

“I guess those wings weren’t just for show.” I consider as one of the people in armor is in the air and knocking another arrow in it’s bow. Can’t have them shot me.

“ZUN!” I use the first word for my disarm shout and the bow is flung from the guards hands. I’ve wasted to much time though cause the group with the spears are now charging at me. Looks like my want to not cause any harm isn’t going to work.

“I hope this works.” I hope to myself.

“IIZ SLEN NUS!” I use the Ice form shout, doing my best to aim low and for their legs. Luck seems to be on my side for once, cause my plan worked perfectly and the guards were locked into place as their legs were encased in ice. I smirked but didn’t waste time celebrating so I started to run again.

I had forgotten about the flying one. I felt myself get tackled to the ground and I twisted my body so I wouldn’t become pinned while sending my elbow flying behind me. I felt my elbow connect and it threw off the guard long enough for me to roll to my feet.

I blasted low powered lightning at the guard sending them into spasms. I kept it up for a few seconds before canceling the spell and running toward the alleys exit. I wish I hadn’t. I registered a spell heading my way and just barely got my ward up only to be sent skidding down the street.

Whoever cast that spell was at a master level, my ward nearly shattered from the impact of it. With a groan I pushed myself up and faced my attacker, I was going to have to take this one seriously if I wanted to escape alive. I didn’t really need to cause I sure as Oblivion heard them just fine.

“WE HAVE FOUND THEE!!” A ladies voice boomed at imposible volume making my ears ring. I got to my feet and faced what appeared to be a horse woman like the first one I’d seen, only more intimidating. She had deep blue fur, Her hair seemed to be blowing in a breeze even though there was none and sparkled like the night sky.

Her armor consisted of a full plate chest piece and pauldrons, with what looked pants with scale mail attached to the front and sides in her hands she held what had to be the biggest damn battle ax I have ever seen in my life. She twirled it around like it was a twig making me damn near shit myself.

“How strong are these people?!” I thought as every instinct and bone in my body screamed at me to be careful. I slowly into the stance of my favorite fighting style, ‘Brute fist’ style the main hand to hand combat form of the Orcs of Orsinium. It was taught to me by one of my best friends from the companions, an Orc named Grogar.

I only use this style in serious fights, since it’s called brute fist for a reason. It focuses on speed and pure raw power, as well as an insane level of biological knowledge of joints, nerve clusters, pressure points and weak spots on the body to target. Master’s of this style were rumored to be able to kill a person with a single finger, and from what I’ve studied and seen, i believe it.

“THOU SHALT NOT HARM OUR CITIZENS ANY LONGER!!” The female bellowed, flexing her knees, readying her ax and spreading her… wings?! wait , what?! I blinked and looked her over, I don’t know how I missed it but she has a horn and wings. The memory of Celestia popped into my head and I figured it couldn’t hurt to ask.

“Who are you? You’re not Celestia but you share similar characteristics of hers.” I asked, keeping my guard up as around 30 equines, in armor poured out of various alleys and surrounded us. The all had shields and spears making a very pointy circle wall around us. Another 20 flying ones came to a halt and hovered in the air above, their arrows nocked and drawn.

I’ve fought bigger groups before, hell the assault on Whiterun I had to take on an entire battalion by myself, but this groups had abilities and tactics that would have the imperials drooling buckets.

The battle ax wielding women cocked her head in a questioning manner.

“HOW DOST THOU KNOW OF OUR SISTER CELESTIA?” She demanded in that insanely loud voice. I made a mental note to try and invent a variation of the muffle spell that focused on the ears.

“I kicked her out of my head when she was trying to go through my memories.” I told her, My eyes jumped around the street taking in everything I could and making a plan to escape before settling on the silver armored woman's eyes.

She seemed surprised for a split second but that was eclipsed by a look of annoyed anger. Her grip on her ax tightened so much I could actually hear the rub of cloth on the wood.

“THOU TRIES TO DECEIVE US WITH THOU’S LIES AND IMPUNE THE HONOR OF OUR SISTER? THOU SHALT PAY DEARLY FOR THY TRANSGRESSIONS!” she boomed at me making my stomach drop.

“I guess that concludes negotiations.” I thought, channeling my lightning into my body. I had discovered an interesting way to use my magic in combat. I found I could enhance my speed and reactions when I channeled my lightning into myself instead of just in outward bursts. It looked damn intimidating too, cause my body let loose electric discharges while I did it.

“I will only give you this one warning,” I said, small lightning bolts flying off me and zapping the ground as well as spear tips close to me, getting the attention of everyone there. I kept my voice even and calm as I spoke.

“I have no wish to fight any of you, but if you attack me…” I left the end open and increased my spells output for intimidation, making the air hum loudly with just barely restrained power. The stench of ozone was thick and the lightning bolts crackled and snapped around me.

It seemed to work as the flying people were looking at each other nervously and I saw some of the guards on the ground start taking steps back. Sadly the ax wielding lady was not intimidated, in fact she was smirking at me. I needed to enact my plan now while i had the advantage.

I jumped straight up praying to lady Nocturnal for luck as I let my Thu’um ring out.

“WULD NAH!” I yelled using whirlwind sprint to carry my momentum from my jump into the air. I zoomed upward and within a second I was well above the entire street and flying people. I hated to do this but if I wanted to escape and not kill anyone there was no other choice.

“Sorry Paarthurnax. I can’t keep that promise.” I apologized to my master and friend.

“JOOR ZAH FRUL!” My Thu’um resounded over the city as I used Dragonrend and a rippling circle of power flew from my mouth and shot towards the group of terrified guards. The flying ones were hit first and with a cry of panic and fear they tumbled to the street below, their wings no longer able to keep them aloft.

The guards on the ground soon felt a crushing force on them sending all of them to the ground and pinned them their. I felt my heart sink as I started my decent, ever since Alduin’s defeat, I had sworn never to use this shout again. After what I’d seen it do to those proud dragons, what it ripped from them, it made my stomach twist into a knot of disgust.

A proud predator like them, should never be turned into weak prey like that.

“Feim.” I mumble as I neared the ground and my body turned incorporeal as I landed. I didn’t have to long a time to stick around so I looked over to where the ax wielder was as she was obvious the leader. I felt my heart skip a beat in shock.

This woman was actually still standing, albet I could she her legs shaking slightly from strain but she was just standing there glaring at me.

“I won’t let thou escape! ARRRAGH!” She yelled a battle cry and charged at me. I was so caught off guard I barely dodged a blow that would’ve cleave me from shoulder to my waist. My mind was in a panic so my body was moving on instinct and dodging her attacks.

“How the hell is she moving around! Gravity should have increased by a factor of 3 at least!” I thought in a panic. My brain finally was snapped back into the real world by a fire ball being sent my way. I activated a ward spell and grunted as fireball impacted my ward and exploded, sending a could of black smoke around me.

“What is she thinking! We’re still surrounded by the guards! Using a spell like that could harm them as well as me. I need to get away from them so this insane lady doesn’t kill someone.” I thought. Using the temporary smoke screen to my advantage i jumped backwards and used whirlwind sprint rocketing me backwards and away from the ring of downed guards.

Lucky I did to cause if I had waited a second more I would’ve been struck by the woman as she swung her ax at me through the smoke. She flapped her wings using them to propel herself after me.

“Get back here!” She yelled, charging at me in a blur of motion.

“FUS ROH DAH!” I yelled, the energy of my thu’um struck her head on and much to my shock it didn’t send her flying backward. It did stop her dead in her tracks and made her skid back slightly but she she only seemed to grunt a she withstood the my shout. I started to feel extremely nervous when I saw a wide grin spread over her face.

“Is she enjoying this?!” I thought as I slipped into my fighting stance getting myself ready for whatever might happen. I stared her down but she just grinned at me. Then in a flash of light she was gone. I felt my instincts screaming at me that I was in danger. I squinted down and I felt a breeze pass, way to close for comfort, over my head.

I placed my hands on the ground and lashed out with my legs in a ferocious double heel mule kick. I felt my heels connect to metal and I shoved with everything i had. I heard a satisfying ‘oof’ as my feet slammed into her gut sending her back a few feet and giving me room to recover and gain my feet again.

Another flash and she was gone again. I saw another flash to my left and my body reacted. I’ve never been so happy for the insane training my friends at the companions and the thieves guild forced me to take once they found out I was the Dragonborn. Those sadistic bastards. I jumped arching my back and body over the top of the horizontal ax swing.

Twisting I brought my right leg down for a powerful vertical round house aimed at her head. I saw her horn light up and she disappeared in another flash making my strike miss. I followed through and landed on my right foot just as she appeared again with another horizontal slash. Using my momentum I punched the flat of the ax head and flipped up trying to hit her with the blade of my foot.

She disappeared again and it was starting to get extremely annoying. It became a deadly and almost graceful dance between us with her appearing and disappearing in multiple places and me trying to do whatever I could to strike her and not get sliced and diced.

I gritted my teeth in concentration, one wrong move, one missed step and I’d never recover. I was getting pissed about her vanishing act but a plan was forming in my head that would capitalize on it. I grinned in my mind and readied myself for her next attack.

Her downward strike couldn’t have come at a better time than now, Nocturnal must be smiling on me.

“Feim.” I mumbled to myself as her ax came down, and I almost laughed at the stunned surprise on her face when it passed right through my body. I had found a small loop hole in this shout, I may not be able to do any physical damage such as punch a person but my shouts still worked.

I let a triumphant smirk cross my face as I shouted at her. She had fallen for my trap.

“FO KRAH DIIN!” I shouted. I saw her horn light up but my shout hit her before she could use whatever spell she had planned and her entire body was encased in a thick, unbreakable prison of ice. I jumped away and readied myself, through the course of this fight I’d learned she was a tricky one and if I underestimated her I’d be dead in the blink of an eye.

I stood there in my fighting stance for what seemed like hours staring at the frozen statue in front of me, the sunlight glinting off the shimmering surface. When nothing happened I slowly let myself relax. This lady wasn’t going to attack me anytime soon. I sighed in relief, the fight was finally over.

My senses barely had time to warn me of danger before I felt something hard slam into my back sending me flying past the frozen popsi-lady and and bouncing painfully down on the cobblestone till I came to a sudden bone breaking stop when I met a wall.

Now being the Dragonborn had its perks. Increased endurance, strength and durability. My bones were strong so it took more to break them. But whatever had struck me sent me flying with enough force to break some of my ribs and my right leg. I may be tougher but pain is still painful no matter how tough you are.

As I fell from my body shaped hole in the wall I started coughing up blood, telling me I was in serious trouble if I didn’t heal quickly. I cast a healing spell and winced as the golden light surrounded me. I felt my bones snap back into place making me cry out in pain. Any organs that had been damaged repaired themselves but any blood I lost would stay lost, the major downside of healing spells, they don’t replace what was lost.

As the last of my bones and wounds returned to normal, I slowly rose to my feet. I was now really pissed and wanted to bring the pain to whoever did that. What my eye found was something I did not expect at all.

There was a group of six ladies staring me down. The one nearest me had orange fur and golden blonde hair tied in a ponytail… heh ponytail on a horse, I must have been hit harder than I thought if I was able to make that bad a joke. The woman wore a strange hat on her head. Her shirt was an odd style, a bunch of dark red squares in black outlines. No idea what her pants were made of but they were the shortest pair of pants I’d ever seen.

“Now ya'll gone and made me mad.” She said, bringing her leg back down to stand on and placed her hands on her hips. Her emerald green eyes flinty with anger seemed to try and bore through my skull.

“She must’ve been the one who kicked me, I’ll need to watch out for her legs because that hurt.” I saw a blur and my body twitched to my left just in time as another set of legs smashed the wall I had hit to rubble.

“Fast!” was all I had time to think before I started to struggle blocking punches and kicks at blistering speeds. I could barely make out a rainbow colored blur from the strikes.

“FUS!” I shouted, forcing whoever was attacking to skid back. It was another mare, this one had sky blue fur and multicolored hair like a rainbow. I felt my face heat up a bit as I caught sight of the clothes she was wearing, or rather... her lack of clothes. It looked like she was wearing only undergarments.

They covered her more sensitive bits but not much else, exposing her extremely toned stomach and legs that looked like they could kick a stone wall to gravel. The wings on her back flared like a birds when they’re trying to make themselves look bigger then they really are. Her rose eyes blazed with anger as she glared at me.

“I’m gonna beat you to a pulp, you bucking bastard!” The scantily clad, winged woman said and her form blurred once again.

Her attacks were getting faster and harder to dodge. I was pumping my lightning magic into my body, increasing my speed and I was still having trouble with her attacks. It didn’t help she obviously had training in hand to hand and that her style was completely unknown to me. I kept attempting to get a hit in but her defense was near perfect.

“I gotta find a weakness soon or she’ll out pace me.” I thought, but this woman must have guessed my thoughts cause her style switched up and I found myself dodging her right wing coming down like a blade at me. I dodged but was struck in the chest with one of her hooves as she flipped and kicked. I felt a few of my ribs crack as I stumbled backwards in pain.

I needed space to recover. I didn’t want use this cause it’s extremely harmful but I don’t have much choice. The woman launched at me again and I blocked her strike pumping magic into my arm.

She screamed in pain and tried to jumped away clutching her burned limb glaring daggers at me. My arms and legs were wreathed in deep blue flames. As much as I didn’t want to, I need to end this fight quickly so I pressed my advantage. I started my attack, forcing the woman to doge frantically or get burned as I targeted her joints and nerve centers.

Her hoof got caught on a piece of ruble from the wall and she stumbled. Ceasing the advantage I shot past her landing on the wall with my feet before launching of and curling into a ball. I flew toward her as a living fireball and smashed into her gut like a bolder sending her flying back toward the group.

She cried out as my flames burned her but I controlled my power carefully making sure that she’d be able to recover.

“You brute!” I heard a very posh voice yell as I extinguished my fire. I had to jump away as dozens of stones, pieces of wood and glass were sent flying at me.

“What the hell!” I looked around as I dodged the deadly projectiles. My eye fell on a very elegant looking woman. Her fur was so white it almost hurt to look at her. She wore a simple black skirt that ended at her upper calves with a cream blouse. Her hair was deep purple and fell in elegant curls around her face.

Her blue eyes seemed like pools of Ice as her face was twisted into a snarl. The objects chasing me were encased in a the same color as what was around her horn.

“Seems these people’s magic has an aura. I need to find a way to shake these objects!” I jumped and leapt around, dodging this way and that trying not to get hit by anything. as I dodged the last of the object storm, I saw something fly mere inches from my face. A… cucumber?”

“You meanie Mc’meanie pants! Order's up! Here’s your knuckle sandwich!” I hear a high pitched and happy female voice yell and I lean back and a blur of pink passes by me. My eyes land on my new assailant and I see another one of the group crouch down ready to spring back at me.

She had pink fur and darker pink hair that looks like a hair stylist nightmare it so tangled and poofy. She some kind of top with no sleeves that was a sky blue and wore short pants similar to the orange woman. She had a big, bright and cheerful smile on her face but it never reached her sapphire blue eyes. There was a fire in her eyes and I felt a chill of dread crawl down my spine.

“Oh! You wanted pickles? I’ll give you pickles!” She reached into her poofy hair and started to spin, launching slices of pickles at me.

“WHAT THE FUCK!?” I yelled in complete confusion. Something in my brain told me not to get hit with any of these things and I soon found out why. I don’t know how but these piece of vegetable were sharper than any blade and sliced through the stone wall that was behind me like a hot knife through butter.

“How the..” was all I got to yell as this insane lady stopped spinning her bright smile striking fear into my heart more than any deadric prince.

“COMBAT CUMQUATS! AAAAAAAHHHH!” She belted out as a war cry and her arms blurred in a windmill motion launching small orange balls at me. I didn’t bother dodging… I ran, screaming like a little girl, pumping my magic into my legs as fast as I could to get away from this insane woman. Whatever she was throwing at me started to explode on impact in a trail behind me only spurning me to run faster.

“Where do ya think ya'll are going?!” I heard a voice yell from above me. I squeaked out the first word of the become ethereal shout and I watched as the orange lady in the strange hat hit the ground under me with a kick.

Okay… hit is too weak a word. Annihilated would be closer. The ground cracked and cratered as her hooves slammed into the ground through me. My eyes bugged out of my skull as I glanced back at where I would have been crushed to a pulp. I turned my face back forward and I let louse a scream so high pitched it broke the glass window nearby.

There in front of me was the most deadly thing no matter what world I’m in. The bane of my existence, Nothing I could do would be able to save me if I was caught. In front of me were two, big, shimmering, pouring out infinite cuteness, eyes.

The horse woman in front of me had yell butter yellow fur and a soft pink hair. She wore a long sleeved green shirt and cream pants. Her hands were raised up in front of her like they were trying to ward off an attack. Her big blue eyes, shimmered with tears and her bottom lip quivered slightly.

I felt my heart expand to near bursting from this level of cute. I clutched my chest and mad an audible ‘hhhnnnggg’ sound as I backed away from the woman. I was never able to say no to faces like that, Alea, always managed to get me to do things for her when she made a face like that.

Fate decided to have mercy on me, or decided to be an evil demon because I saw another flash of pink on my left. I slowly turned and my scream locked up in my throat. That insane pink one was was right me some how, with that same, big happy, horrifying grin.

“Were you going? You didn’t even have dessert.” She said like it was just a fact of life as she reeled back her arm with a pie in her hand ready to throw it. I don’t know how I did it but I jumped over her bringing my legs up in a split I soared over her head, while yelling like a insane person.

“I’m full I don’t want dessert! Why does this always happen to me Mamman? I don’t want to fight but everyone picks on me Mamman!” I pause in my rant as I continue to run.

“Why and I crying in Prench? What even is Prench?” I ask out loud as I run. A explosion of dust ahead of me makes me skid to a halt. I can see someone in the dust cloud but I can’t quite make it out.

“THOU THOUGHT THOU WAS RID OF US SO EASILY?!” The ax wielding lady was back and she bellowed a war cry as she leapt at me from the the crater made by her landing. I curse under my breath and try to dodge and I found my limbs suddenly snapped straight as board and my body cover in a purplish aura.

“Shit! I can’t move!” I screamed in my head as I watched in slow motion as the ax made its way toward my neck.

Author's Note

Well now seems like Brom here is in quite the...Pickle, wouldn't you say master?

*Overlord facepalms* "that was painful Gnarl."

Not as painful as that cliffhanger for the readers. Oh I bet they're just frothing at the mouth in anger. *Evil cackle* well don't worry to much, it's obvious Brom won't die otherwise I'd have nothing more tourtu.. I mean entertain you all with. the big question is what will happen next? well my dear readers you'll have to wait and see. so until next time, remember, Evil always finds away/