Twilights End

ÿþ Disclaimers in last chapter * * * * * Twilights End, Prolog Ch 2 Ranma woke feeling all warm and fuzzy. She looked around the room seeing everything through a dreamlike haze.  Was last night a dream? She thought as she continued to survey the room. A moan next to her brought her to attention. She lay there in shock as she stared at the blond haired angel next to her.  I& It was real. Asher woke up and looked over to see a very shocked redhead. He reached over and caressed the girls cheek.  By God she is a beauty. He thought to himself as he reached for the girl. Her shock subsided as she leaned into the gentle touch.  Hello Mon Amour. Her smile faded as she asked,  What& does that mean?  What is it you mean by that?  Mon Amour?  Ah. It means  My love . Ranma smiles a half smile and nods.  Mon Amour, he began,  I must say that your English seems much improved from earlier this evening.  I always learn fast, I listen to people talk last few days when everyone think I asleep, but I no think straight enough to speak it earlier. Asher smiled knowing exactly what Ranma meant. Asher and Ranma heard a knock on the door.  You okay? The voice asked. Asher replied  Yes we will be out shortly. He then looked them both over.  I believe we should bathe and then see the others. They no doubt will have questions. * * * * * Ranma stood in front of the mirror looking at the changes she went through because of the marks. She remembered that her female form had always looked young but now it looked as if it had finally grown up. She was now almost six feet tall, and her form filled out for the height. Her legs were slim and muscular, hips curvy and waist slim. She gazed upward noting that her breasts were now about two cup sizes larger, and that says a lot they were big before. The most startling change was her hair. It was still red, but it now had streaks of black and golden blond mixed in, stripes of color spread through out her hair. She realized that the black was probably from her male form and the blond was probably from Asher. It was the only probable explanation. One thing she couldn t explain was the increase in the length of her hair. It should have ended just below her shoulders, but it didn t end until just below her knees.  Why did my form change? she thought.  I wonder? She said to herself and concentrated on the change. She mentally searched for her male form, found it and fueled it with power. The power spilled out in and in a shimmer of light she became male. He again admired himself in the mirror. This form looked about the same as he remembered, only a little taller and a little less childlike. He was still very muscular, but keeping that slimness he needed for his quick movements. His hair was again the major change. It was the same as his female form except that the red and black were switched, giving his long raven hair splashes of red and gold.  What do you find so fascinating Mon Amour? Asher then moved behind and put his arms around the young man.  What happened to me? Ranma leaned back into the embrace loving how gentle and comforting it was.  Why did my forms change?  I do not know. He let go of Ranma and backed up to the bed.  Let me see your other form again. Ranma turned to face Asher, head bowed, hair around him like a dark curtain. He mentally searched for his female form, found it and began to feed it power like he did the last time, and as before the power spilled forth and changed him in a flash of glimmering light. Once the transformation was completed he looked up to Asher and flipped his hair behind him showing off his new form in all of its glory. The redhead smirked and sauntered toward the bed. Asher was completely stupefied by the beauty before him.  I see you approve. The stupefied blond nodded lightly. Ranma just laughed as she embraced him.  I never thought someone as wizened and gorgeous as you would be silenced by someone like me. He returns the embrace as he looked at her in the eyes.  Only you could do this to me Mon Amour. After a few moments they separated.  We need to talk to the others before they get impatient and barge in on us. She looked down and they both began laughing.  Maybe we should get dressed first. Do you have anything I can borrow? They both smiled at each other and went to get dressed.  I believe I have something. He replied lightly and escorted Ranma into the rooms changing area.  I believe your male form would fit my clothing better. Ranma looked at Asher and nodded in agreement. Asher backed of and watched as that shimmer of light changed the beauteous redhead into the gorgeous raven-haired young man that is Ranma. He looked the young man over and came to realization.  I hope my clothing will fit him better. * * * * *  What! You have no memory.  That is correct Anita. I remember certain actions and events, but no names or faces. The stuff I do remember is mostly battles.  What do you mean by  battles ? Anita quizzically asked.  I do not understand the question?  What I mean is, what kind of battles?  Martial Arts battles. Some were minor as if they were just sparing. I had the feeling I had fun in those, except the phrase  Ranma prepare to die comes up. He shrugged.  But what I remember most is an intense battle that nearly killed everyone with me and put me at the brink of death. I remember fighting with every move I had and every ounce of strength I could and still it wasn t enough. Someone I obviously cared about greatly sat in the rubble dying and her whisper of my name set me off. I seem to recall a great surge of power; I think it was based on my anger, because I was very angry with my opponent about that girl. I think I remember putting all of that power derived from the anger along with whatever power I had remaining and put it into a final move. The attack was so powerful that it proved lethal to my seemingly invincible enemy.  Man Ranma! Jason interrupted.  Who was your opponent? Ranma lowered his head in thought. His shoulders tensed with the effort of recalling the fractured but of memory. After a few moments of silence he turned his attention back to the crowd.  I believe his name was Saffron. Anita, Asher, Edward, and Jean-Claude all exchanged looks of pure astonishment.  Mon Amour are you sure the name was Saffron?  After the battle ended I remember someone calling out  Lord Saffron before I passed out. Everything else about it is a black haze.  Bounty hunters world wide have been wondering who could have killed a living God and who could have done it. Bounty hunters have been trying to kill him for years and if this kid is telling the truth&  He let the sentence go. Everyone separated to think on what Ranma had told them, while Asher bent over the back of the couch and embraced Ranma from behind.  Anita, aside from the fact that the boys story was fascinating, why am I here?  Edward, Ranma needs some I.D. and background. The cops won t know what to do with him.  What do you mean?  For starters, last night Ranma barely knew a word of English. Thankfully Sheng-Da knew one of the languages Ranma  could speak. And secondly Ranma came to us as a woman. Edward sighed.  How can someone who speaks English as well as he does not know it a few days ago, and what do you mean by  came to you as a woman. Anita sighed in response.  Ranma, do you mind showing him?  No I don t mind. Asher backed off as Ranma stood. He closed his eyes and concentrated on the change. Doing what he did back in the room, he fed the magic. His body tingled with the change. Ranma opened her eyes, when the change finished and found Edward standing right in front of her. Edward leaned forward and gave her a good inspection. He then reached forward and poked the red head in the breast. After the initial poke he then began squeezing.  Um& could you stop that? She said that and then froze as if struck by something, after a moment she shook off the feeling.  Ranma, you okay? Sheng-Da inquired.  Yah, just some déjà vu? Edward backed off and faced Anita.  I see your point. Is he some kind of Lycanthrope, genetic shape shifter or anything like that?  No, Cherry responded before anyone else could.  Actually I took a blood sample to a friend of mine and had him do some tests. I had him look for any traces of lycanthrope or some odd genetic factors. He was clean. In fact he is completely human and in amazingly more then perfect shape.  When did you do that Cherry? Anita inquired.  I did it that first night. I did it before we discovered it was vampires that caused all of his wounds and not any of the wolves.  That was good thinking Cherry.  Thanks Anita.  Um& Cherry-dono? Ranma asked tentatively.  Yes, and just call me Cherry.  Oh. Okay. I was just wondering if the tests found anything even remotely strange?  Well, remember how I said that you were in more than perfect health. Ranma nodded.  From the blood sample he found that your immune system and metabolism were extremely fast. You seemed to have immunities to nearly everything he tested on it. And what didn t already have immunities, the sample killed anything he introduced into it. She paused.  Personally I think that if you were infected by lycanthrope your body would eradicate it before it became permanent. You re basically immune to it. What confirmed our suspicions on your metabolism and immune system was how fast you healed. You heal faster than a Lycanthrope.  I do?  Yes. Your injuries should have had you down for at least two weeks instead you were down for only two days.  Actually Cherry. Ranma began.  I was basically healed after the first night. I was just exhausted. I spent the next day resting and listening to everyone.  Listening to what? Edward asked.  To your usage of the language. I wanted to make sure I was going to use it properly.  Then why were you still using Mandarin?  It s easier to speak.  I think it is best if Ranma stays here with you for the time being. I will have his& her& Ranmas background information here in a day or two.  Thank you Edward.  You owe me. He turned to Ranma.  I will need a picture of both of your forms. He pulled out a small camera.  Male form first then female. Ranma did as he was asked and after the pictures were taken Edward left. Anita collapsed down on the couch.  Great I owe Edward another favor. She sighed.  I need this like I need a bullet in the brain, which knowing his favors just might happen.  What is the problem? Ranma inquires from her place back on the couch. She was sitting back against the couch with Asher standing off to her right with his hand on her right shoulder.  To put this short Ranma, Edwards last favor almost killed me. I was attacked by some skinned ghouls and nearly died again at the hands of a life-sucking vampire. All in all it was not an experience I want to relive.  & I see your point.  Ranma, Ma petit as interesting as this has been we have other things to discuss. He looked at them both.  Ranma in light of recent events I believe Edward was correct in suggesting that you stay here. So for as long as you need this is your home.  Thank you.  Secondly you can t go around wearing Ashers clothing. I am surprised the buttons are still holding you in. Ranma looked down and blushed.  Ma petit it is your day off tomorrow is it not?  Yes, I m off for the next two days. Why?  I would appreciate it if you would escort Ranma shopping.  Why me?  It never hurts to have a woman s touch on the underwear.  I m serious here.  So am I, but you also know all of the places to get clothing for casual to Council.  Speaking of Council, Richard interrupted,  What are they going to think of the increase in power here? We re already on the Councils hit list. Now with this&   I agree this isn t good. Anita responded.  We shall come to that problem when it presents itself. Now Ma petit, Jean-Claude continued seeming to change the subject,  about tomorrow?  I was planning on spending the day with Micah.  Bring him along. A mans opinion will always be needed.  It might be a good idea if I come along just in case there are any language problems.  That might not be a bad idea. We don t need any potential language problems to make things more difficult. Anita said. Richard nodded in agreement.  Good. Jean-Claude changed the subject.  Jason, have Damien come and see&   EEEK&  Snap. Crash. Everyone looked over to see Ranma panting holding her left breast with her right hand. Her left was extended in a fist. Everyone followed the line of her arm to the far wall. There they saw Jason pulling himself out of the rubble of what once was the room divider wall holding a very bloody and broken nose.  Jason. Anita warned.  What they were so tempting, I couldn t help my eegh&  His sentence was cut off by Ranmas hand tightly squeezing his throat holding his him dangling over her head. The red head growled at him in menace.  Don t ever do that again. He just nodded weakly grabbing at the hand on his throat. She then let him go and walked back to the couch. Jason crashed painfully back into the rubble.  Did anyone see Ranma move? Anita asked astonished. Everyone just shook his or her heads no. Asher and Jean-Claude smiled.  Well it seems we have a lot to learn about our new friend Ranma. Everyone nodded in agreement to Jean-Claude s statement. * * * * * Two men and two women each carried an entire wardrobes worth of bags to Anita s Ranger.  That should be the last stop. Anita sighed.  Thank goodness. Ranma sighed as she put the last of the bags into the back of the Ranger.  I will say this Ranma you have really good taste. Micah commented.  Thanks. They all got into the car and started their way back to the Circus.  Anita.  Yes Ranma?  I was wondering? You know Asher better that I do. Do you know why he occasionally flips his hair in front of his face as if to hide it? When he does it he looks startled and then pushes it back to try and hide it. I was just wondering if you knew?  Don t worry too much about it Ranma it s just an old reflex.  A reflex to what?  Somehow I m not surprised he hasn t said anything. Until a few weeks ago he was heavily scared from Holy water. He went through some extensive plastic surgery to repair the damage. The physical scars are gone and his looks have been restored, but the mental scars won t fade so easily.  It looks like I am going to have a talk with him after the clothing issue is settled.  What issue? Micah asked.  Oh, nothing much, just Asher and Jean-Claude wanting a fashion show out of me with my new stuff. All four of them laughed at the idea if  fashion model Ranma. The laughter eventually faded and rest of the car ride was spent in silence. Ranma wondered about her old life and her current situation as she stared out the window idly playing with a strand of her low ponytail as she watched the unfamiliar scenery fly by. * * * * *  That was annoying. Ranma said allowed. But mentally added,  fun, but annoying. He carefully put his new clothing away in the room that Jean-Claude had given him. Asher wanted Ranma to stay with him, but Jean-Claude knew Ranma needed to be alone. Asher understood. Ranma needed space to stretch and meditate, but mostly he needed time. He needed time to adjust to what has happened to him and where he is, learn about the people that are now in his life and to get a chance to rediscover whom he is. He tried to think back to his old life, tried to remember what it was like, but his only rewards were fuzzy images and a splitting headache. He realized his memories would probably return in time so he reluctantly decided to focus on the present. But one image persisted in working its way to the surface of his jumbled mind. The vision showed a bruised and battered version of him holding a dying girl in his arms. He saw himself crying and talking to the girl as he held her tightly to himself. There was no sound in this vision and the faces of the people were empty but the feelings weren t, they were real. In reality Ranma couldn t stop the tears from cascading down his face. The emotions hurt so much that they caused him to collapse to his knees in pain. But the tears ceased to stop so he gave that ides up and collapsed his face into the cradle of his hands. Anita was frozen in the doorway. She came to ask Ranma a question but instead found herself rooted to the floor watching the man cry. She hated it when people cried around her. She could never figure out how to really deal with crying people except for the instinct to do anything to make them stop.  It s okay& Anita. He said between sobs. His words broke Anita out of her stupor and she slowly edged her way over to him. Anita, not being on the tentative side of anything bluntly asked,  Why are you crying?  I m not sure. He responded sobbing then continued,  All I know is that I can t stop. Anita, not being entirely sure on how to handle the situation did the only thing she could think of. She hugged him like he was a small child and let him cry into her shoulder. * * * * * Some time later she emerged from Ranmas room looking tired and haggard. She walked right into a conversation about the young man. Jean-Claude looked at her, raised an inquisitive eyebrow and asked,  What kept you Ma petit?  When I went in there he was an emotional mess. I spent the last hour or so calming him down. He cheered up briefly at the notion of training me but almost immediately broke down again.  How is he now? Asher asked concerned from the corner.  Asleep. She replied frankly,  He fell asleep about five minutes ago.  If he was in so much turmoil, why did I not feel any of it? I had no shields up and he could not have strong enough shields yet to block something like that.  But he obviously did Asher. Anita replied as she sat down on the black leather couch.  He is incredibly powerful and his control over that power is amazing. She leaned back into the seat and looked at everyone else to see if they were accepting what she was saying, before continuing.  What frightens me is that I sensed a lot of unused magical ability stored in him, but the frightening part is that he is as powerful as he is without ever really tapping into it. I don t think anyone around him knew what it was or they possibly didn t know what to do about it. I wouldn t be surprised if the magic leaked everywhere causing him an unending supply of problems. It may even be part of the reason he is here.  Do you know what caused him to break down like that? Sheng-Da asked from behind Richard.  I think some of his memories may be returning.  Is there anything we can do to help him? Anita began to rub her temples to fight off the upcoming headache.  I think I know someone who can help with the magic stuff, but other that be there for him, I don t think there is anything we can do for his emotional problems.  It was very motherly of you the way you helped him Anita.  Shut up Jason, unless you want another broken nose. Asher smiled as Anita threatened Jason, he was so good at pushing peoples buttons it was nice to see him get it in return. He left to be with Ranma. He may love seeing Jason get his just desserts, but he felt Ranma was more important. * * * * * Ranma woke up feeling much better, he needed that cry, but he didn t know exactly why. It hurt not remembering something he felt it was important he should know. He was brought out of his thoughts by a gentle hand stroking the length of his hair. The raven- haired man looked up to see Asher lost in thought.  Hey Koi. Ranma said softly. Asher blinked and then looked down to the voice.  Koi? He asked.  It means  Love . Asher smiled.  How do you feel?  Better. I just wish I knew why that happened?  Anita believes it may have been one of you memories returning. It is only logical that some of the more powerful aspects would return first. Ranma relaxed for a moment letting what Asher said sink in and enjoying what Asher was doing to his hair.  What time is it? Ranma asked and then yawned.  It is a little after two. Ranma groaned.  Asher I hope you don t mind, but I m tired and I would like to get some sleep.  Of course, Asher replied and kissed Ranma on the forehead.  Until tomorrow Mon Amour. He said softly and left the room closing the door behind him. Ranma went to the closet, changed into a tank top and flannel pants and then settled into bed to let sleep claim him. * * * * *  This scroll doesn t make any sense. Cologne said to herself and then turned to a heavily tied up Happousai.  Are you sure about your translation?  As sure as I can be. Now will you untie me?  Not yet Happi. She then returned to studying the scroll. She looked from his translation to the scroll and then to her translation, doing that sequence several times. After a few minutes she gasped.  What Cologne?  You were wrong Happi. The old woman said as she hopped to the bookshelves in the Cat Café basement. The bookshelves were filled with ancient Amazon books that would be worth a fortune to a collector. She carefully picked one out and returned to the scroll. She opened the book and scanned the pages comparing it to the scroll and taking notes as she went. The only noises heard were the pages flipping, the pen scratching and Happi squirming.  Knock it off Happi. The old ghoul stated flatly to the small man as she bashed him with her staff and returned her attention to the book.  What was that for?  Simple you old lecher. We have a huge problem and guess who the main cause is? * * * * * Anita walked up the stone steps to the main hall of the Circus. During the day the place is empty and Ranma thought it would be a perfect place to teach. She was about to begin some lessons that would make her life easier when it came to dealing with bad guys bigger than her and because she was five foot four every bad guy was bigger than her. She got to the landing and was frozen in awe at the two warriors engaged in a heated battle. * * * * * Ranma back flipped away from the sweep and landed soundlessly on the ground, his thigh length braid swaying softly behind him. Sheng-Da pressed a charge. He aimed a punch to the longhaired mans head. Ranma easily ducked underneath it and did a sweep of his own. He spun and caught the shorthaired Asian at the ankles with a reverse sweep sending him tumbling to the ground. Sheng-Da managed to barely catch the fall and used his momentum in a roll. He rolled backwards several times before finally regaining his feet. He had next to no time to recover as the longhaired man was almost immediately upon him. Ranma aimed his punch for a head strike, but the other Asian push blocked with his right hand and spun around for a backhand strike to Ranmas head. He dodged by doing a backbend. After placing his hands on the ground he kicked upwards with his legs catching Sheng-Da in the chin. Ranma then pushed himself into the air with his momentum. Righted himself in the air and landed soundlessly on the stone floor. Sheng- Da was sent flying by the kick and landed hard on his back about fifteen feet from the point of impact. After a moment of Sheng-Da just lying there Ranma dropped out of his fighting stance to see if he was okay.  You okay? Ranma asked.  Yes, he replied a bit weakly.  I just got the wind knocked out of me when I landed. Ranma extended his hand to help him up and Sheng-Da took it. Clapping brought everyone s attention to the door. There they saw Edward standing there with a large smirk printed on his face. The clapping stopped and the smirk faded as he took several steps forward.  That was quite amazing Ranma. I see now why you say you defeated Saffron.  Uh& thanks.  Edward why are you here?  I finished the kids background. He walked over and handed a folder to Ranma. He stared at it a moment and looked at Edward.  Um& Edward-san?  Just Edward.  Okay Edward. Do you have some time to spare?  Yes, I don t have anything to do until this afternoon. Why? Ranma smiled and handed the folder back to Edward.  I was hoping you could hang around for an hour or so and we could go over it when I finish.  Finish what?  Anita s lesson. Edward looked over to Anita who did her best impression of a wall, not wanting to give Edward any show of emotion.  I figured it was a good idea. She said stepping toward the two.  With all of the crap that has happened to me over the past year or so I figured a better form of self defense was in order, especially with Olaf still on the loose. Edward nodded and took the folder.  I ll wait then. He said and moved to the wall next to Sheng-Da. * * * * *  Okay Anita, I m going to lead you through a basic kata. It is designed for breathing and ease of movement. When you do it you want to breath from your stomach and be as light on your feet as possible. I ll do it once and then we ll do it together. Watch carefully okay? Everyone watched Ranma move through the kata with an unsurpassed grace. He seemed to float from step to step. Punches moved to kicks and blocks in a seamless flow showing off this deadly dance. When it ended he turned to Anita.  Ready? She nodded and followed Ranma through every bit of instruction. * * * * * About an hour and a half later the now trio, after Sheng-Da left because of a call from Richard, sat in the main room of the lower living quarters of the Circus.  All right Ranma, Edward began opening the folder and handing him documents as he told what they were.  This is your Birth Certificate, passport, Drivers license, immunization records, school records&  the list went on.  Do you have any questions?  Ranma Sakai?  I had to give you a last name.  I also don t know how to drive.  I ll teach you Ranma. Anita said. Edward began.  All of your background is in place from your parents to your current job. Your parents were Hiroshi and Yuki Sakai and you were born in a small Southern California town called Thousand Oaks. When you were five your parents died in a car crash and you were sent to Japan to live with a family friend. You both did a lot of traveling before settling down in Tokyo where you finished High school. I took into consideration your learning ability. Your travels gave you insight into different cultures and languages as well as your fighting abilities. So I had you move back to the States and attend Missouri state and graduate with degrees in Foreign Languages and Cultures, Preternatural Biology, and Physical Education. With your physical abilities I gave you all of the credentials of a Bounty Hunter and Vampire Executioner.  Edward he is going to need to be trained.  I m aware, he is on trainee status until the two of us finish training him.  Um& excuse me I hate it when people talk around me.  What I mean is that you will learn from Anita and myself all of the rules of being a Bounty Hunter and Vampire Executioner. Do you have any questions on that?  I probably will after the initial shock wears off. He paused,  I do want ot know one thing?  What did you do about my other form?  That is simple. Since you have obviously traveled and been to Jusendo because of Saffron, it is safe to assume you fell into a spring at Juusenkyo. So we just say you were accidentally cursed as a child at Juusenkyo and problem solved.  I guess so. Edward stood up.  Good, then I leave you to your reading. He then left. Ranma picked up both of his Drivers Licenses and stared at then alternately.  Ranma Sakai, age twenty two&  he drifted off,  I guess for now I call this home. He gets no response. * * * * * All of the Nerima Wrecking Crew was gathered at the Tendo Dojo living room awaiting the arrival of the Grandmaster of Anything Goes and the Amazon Matriarch. Kasumi finished serving tea and sat down at the table when the two appeared silencing everyone s chatter. The silence was brought on by there arrival and by the lack of Happi groping. Cologne cleared her throat and then began,  I believe we have a problem.  What kind of problem? Akane asked concerned.  Happi made a gross error in his original translation. Everyone glared at Happi as he tried to make his diminutive size even smaller.  The spell was designed to send great Champions to their just rewards. It sent them to where ever they would receive exactly what would make them the most happy.  If so Great Grandmother, Why no Ranma here?  Simple Shampoo, he was miserable here.  Why he no be happy? He have Shampoo. Cologne just rolled her eyes.  This must have truly been Hell for him. Akane said defeated.  Most likely child. But not just here, his whole life was a never-ending struggle with no end to the torture or hardships.  Oh my. But he seemed so happy.  He probably was around you Kasumi dear. You have a gift of unintentionally making everyone around you happy.  Oh.  Why didn t any of us notice this? He was horrible at hiding anything.  I noticed Nabiki, he just got more depressed and stressed at time went on and I regret having a part in the build up of those feelings. But all of you are so caught up in your own lives and needs that you fail to notice anyone else s. Poor Ranma. Everyone here, minus Kasumi, has either ignored him, yelled at him, beat him up, blamed him for all of their own problems, tried to manipulate him, tried to kill him, treated him like a prize or position, or just treated him like dirt. He helped out those he considered friends whenever they needed it and received no thanks in return. I honestly believe Happi did the boy a favor. Everyone sat in silence letting all of what Cologne said sink in, until a sobbing Akane broke it.  Is there any way to bring him back?  With the spell?  No.  What! Everyone yelled in unison.  The spell is a one way ticket and is different for each person.  Then how do we get him back?  Yes we must find the cur so I might smite thee.  HoHoHo! Yes brother dear. We must do whatever it takes to find my darling Ranma.  I Tatewake Kuno decree that all of the Kuno resources are at your disposal to find him. So I might reap my vengeance upon the vile sorcerer and free my loves. WHAM!  Idiot. Ukyou said to herself as she removed her Battle Spatula from Kunos head. Nabiki knelt down next to the wanabe Samurai s form.  Why thank you Kuno that is most generous.  You are welcome Nabiki Tendo. Kuno said from his daze on the floor.  Well it looks like we do things the old fashioned way.  Exactly child. Cologne agreed.  We look. ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ End of Prolog. @@%^*()%*#%^*&(^()$*)($ I apologize for the long delay in this part, but things like work and school got in the way. I answered all of the questions that I felt needed to be answered and left the ones open needed for the actual story. Please r&r I love it. If you have any questions or suggestions please e-mail them to me and I will gladly take them into consideration. I hope you enjoyed. radical edward