Sorry for the very very very very very very very short chapter.

Homework. PFFT.

“No!”, Evanna screamed . Everything was slowed down. Fenrir falling on the ground. Evanna running towards him. The Stranger walking towards the darkness. The Ninja was nowhere to be found. Everyone was dead. Everything was a jumble, a mess.

The last thing Fenrir felt was a sharp pain in his stomach…then soothing lullabies and happiness overcame him. He felt he was in paradise. Nothing could be more better than this!

Fenrir! Don’t die on me!

A voice rang through his mind.

Come on!

The voice shook him violently. Can voices shake?, Fenrir thought, smiling at the joke.

SMACK!

Fenrir sat up immediately, touching his cheeks. “Ow…That hurt.”, Fenrir balked. “It was supposed to…You scared me just now. You were smiling as you fell on the ground. Like you were insane or something.”, Evanna replied in a serious tone.

Fenrir looked down at his abdomen. It was all bloody. His Umbermail armour was stained badly. “I hate cleaning.”, He said bluntly. Exhaustion finally enveloped him and his body went limp and laid on the ground.

The only thing he felt was being lifted up onto a saddle and nothing more. He fell into a deep slumber again.

Ah…This is much better.

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Homework really saps your raw imagination.

SUCKS to be drained.

<Insert rant targeted at English teacher>