(A/N I SLEPT IN AND FORGOT TO UPDATE, I'M SORRY!!!!)

Meanwhile......
(Sky's POV)

     I'm still slightly grumbling as I ride SmokeFire through the trees. It's been about a half hour since I left, but I still feel like killing something. Or someone, doesn't really matter to me. My amulet is tucked underneath my shirt to keep light from reflecting off of it. My arm feels bare without soft leather hiding it from view, but there's no point in hiding it anymore. And that I want to get a slight sunburn to get rid of the tan line. Ian has been following behind me on a horse of his own for a while now. Good of him not to hide or talk to me. I don't quite know how I would react.

Thoughts of of different people continuously run through my head, one replacing the last in an endless loop. I can't even stay focused on one thing for very long. I know that I can remember everything from my past, but all I can find are pieces. All I remember from my argument with Mitch is cutting off my arm guard. Hopefully I said that I wasn't coming back, otherwise they might be worried.

Why do I care what they're thinking? I spent my entire childhood pretending to be someone else. I have no reason to help them. I owe nothing to anybody. Watching Jason was my only break from the endless routines. Jason...... I miss him. I've thought of him before, but I haven't been able to miss him until I came close to my amulet. Why did I have to be close to my amulet again? Eh, doesn't matter as long as I have it, I guess. I wonder what everyone at the guild has been doing while I've been gone. I doubt that they've just stayed put and waited for me to come back. It's possible that I may have been replaced. I'll have to try and kill the new leader to get my spot back. Well, um, I technically didn't kill Red. That faker better not of conned his way to the top again. I'll beat him into the ground for a second time if I have to.

The sound of hoofbeats starts to get gradually louder as Ian finally gets the courage to ride level with me. Great, now I have to actually put sound to whatever I'm thinking. "I have to ask, why didn't you just stay at the base? Do you really want to go back to the mad house? They would of let you stay without complaint at this point", I say while shooting Cobblestone a glance. "I've been making sure that you don't kill yourself for around four years now. I don't see why you being a prince would change anything", Ian replies.

"I'm a what now?", I ask in confusion. He sighs at my response. "Look Sky, I know that you won't admit it, but you have been getting better. I don't just mean that you have your amulet back, you've been able to remembering different things when you need to. Most of your nicknames are disappearing too. You couldn't do that before spending a little time with all of the recruits. I know that you care. Sooner or later, you will go back. I just don't know what you'll do from there on". "Yeah right, they don't need me. They've already won this war with Jason's help", I argue back. "And what about how outnumbered they are? Most of the people with specialized combat training were killed or captured. Most of the people fighting now never picked up a sword before", Ian snaps.

     We fall silent after that, both aware of the sudden environment change. We're in the jungle. It's not safe to freely speak here without people listening in, even if we can't see them. We probably have at least three people watching us already. That's how things work around here. This is our jungle. I shouldn't be stopped before reaching the guild since I'm fairly recognizable. But if I am, they will regret it.

     Ian and I tie up our bourses and leave them at the edge of the jungle. I'll come back for them later, when I'm sure to not be messed with. Ian takes off his sun glasses, Chameleon's personality taking over almost immediately. Derp's crooked eyes seem to stare into my soul as we move through the thick vegetation. Is it weird that I actually don't like the jungle? It always feels like something is hiding in the brush, witch is probably true. Not to mention how hot and humid it is. Then again, I do like messing with the parrots that seem to be all over the place. What do parrots look like again? That have big ears, right?

     The trees eventually give way into a big clearing. And there stands the insane assassin guild house. In all it's 'about to collapse' glory. Now I can see a bunch of people wandering around. I see a brooding Vikk up in a tree. Someone must have dug holes everywhere again. But what confuses me is seeing Dan, with light blue hair, standing a little ways away from the entrance and mumbling to himself. Dan almost never goes outside, and that's only when he's forced. What's gotten him so unsettled?

I walk over to Dan, only to have him lunge and grab onto my shoulders when I get close. "S-Sky! He took i-it! He took it a-and I need it back, he can't have it!", Dan blabbers in panic. "What did he take? Who is he?", I ask in confusion. "My m-minecart! Max took my minecart! You have to g-get it back from Max!", He cries while half collapsing against me, "It's all I h-have left! All I have of before-before this, with G-Grim and the Lab and Try-Tyrorus!". I have no idea who Max, Grim, or Tyrorus are. The toy minecart, that I'm starting to understand. I don't remember ever seeing Dan without it. And if he had it before he became....... insane, then I can see why. Normally I would just ignore him and go about my day, but now I actually care. I care that Dan is unhappy. Darn these emotions. "I'll get your minecart, don't worry Dan", I say, pushing him back on his feet. A big smile spreads across his face before he hugs me, only letting go when I pull away. The scientist sinks back into his famous silence as he follow me back into the guild. Call it strange, but I somehow have a nice feeling in my chest after agreeing to help.