Third Person POV:

'SPPPPPLLLLLLAAAASSSSHHHHH!'

The waves along the coast of Adventure Bay had begun to become tremendously larger in height, and huge, 10 - 12-foot waves were now crashing heavily into the shoreline. All of these waves, which were being generated from Hurricane Agathe, had begun their reign across the coastline of Adventure Bay earlier that night, and into the morning hours.

Agathe had begun strengthening overnight, and much sooner, and faster, than anticipated. A bit of beach erosion had already begun, and the day had started out with an overcast of clouds, along with some light, spotty rain here and there.

Adventure Bay and Foggy Bottom had both been placed under a Hurricane Watch, and that had been included with a Tropical Storm Warning for all of Adventure Bay, and parts of Foggy Bottom, as the outer bands of Agathe began to come ashore.

Agathe had already been a big storm, with tropical storm and hurricane force winds extending far from the center already. But, when it went through an eyewall replacement cycle last night, due to its rapid development, its tropical storm force wind field expanded from 100 miles to 150 miles out from the center, and its hurricane force wind field expanded from 20 to 50 miles wide. The eye had also expanded significantly, going from 30 miles to 60 miles wide! And all in less than 12 hours!

The pre-existing tropical storm earlier that night had began going through an unexpected, yet unsurprising, rapid intensification period, while also increasing its forward speed and diameter. It was forecast to be a Category 1 with winds of 74 to 95 miles per hour, but instead it was now a Category 2 hurricane, with winds that had increased from 45 miles per hour to 110 miles per hour! And the sound of those 10 and 12 foot waves crashing against the shoreline had begun to awake Chase from his peaceful slumber, right next to Skye.

Chase's POV:

"Uuuuggghhhh!" I groaned as I opened my red-veined eyes and I sat up straight, blinking my eyes, trying to get my vision focused.

"Darn waves." I thought to myself as I looked around, trying to remember what had happened last night. Then I heard someone's light breathing next to me.

My eyes went wide, and I froze in place, holding my breath. Slowly, I turned my head around towards to the thing that was breathing. Then, I saw it was Skye.

"Oh, thank goodness!" I thought to myself, exhaling heavily, but carefully, cautious not to wake her. Then I remembered what all had happened last night. And I ended up smiling at Skye, who was still peacefully asleep, a smile on her face. I noticed that her black eye was surprisingly gone, but not her scars, cuts, and bruises.

"Awwww...." I thought to myself as I smiled at her, "She's so cute when she's asleep!" Skye yipped as she continued to sleep, her body curled up while head lay on the soft, white pillow that hat we provided for her.

Shadowed Figure's POV:

I had been watching Chase smile at that..... that..... that....... accursed Cockapoo on my monitors as she continued to sleep. "That darn fur bag! Always the center of Chase's world. Well, let's see what happens when we break that center! Is the device we planted in our test subject activated?" I asked "Ryder", who had been standing beside me quietly, staring at the four big monitors in front of me as well.

"Yep, activated and ready! And to your liking, I might add," Ryder said proudly.

"Wow! Excellent work! I'm impressed!" I said, congratulating him.

"Now," I said, "why don't we put our little device to good use, shall we?" I finished, an evil grin forming across my face.

Chase's POV:

I continued to watch Skye, just for a bit longer, thinking to myself about all the good times we could have as a couple. But my stomach growled, interrupting my train of thought. I realized how hungry I was, so I began to make my way towards the edge of the bed, prepared to go see if breakfast was ready. Or, that is, until Skye began moaning, followed by some tossing and turning.

"No, no," Skye mumbled. "You're wrong," she said, a distressed look on her face, "he does......".

"Skye? SKYE? Wake up, Skye! You're dreaming!" I yelled as I desperately shook her in an attempt to wake her. It was no use. 

"She must be having a nightmare. She probably can't even hear me! Ugh, think!" I said aloud to myself as I quickly tried to think of a way to wake her.

"Come on, Chase, think! Time's running out!" I thought. Then I saw a bottle of water on a bedside table. 

"That's it!" I thought.

Skye's POV:

Chase and I were sitting on the beach, watching the sunset, staring into each other's eyes. "I love you, Skye," he said to me. "I love you, too, Chase," I replied back.

Our heads started leaning towards each others, and we were just about to kiss when suddenly, everything went black. Then I everything came back into focus, but I appeared to be strapped on my back on that same metallic table in that helicopter that was hovering thousands of feet above the ground. Then I heard the words that that figure and "Ryder" had said to me before their torture towards me began.

"You think he loves YOU? Ha! Well now, aren't you just a small, little, pain-in-the-ass wannabe?! Cause I think it's about time for you to wake up and feel the stinging pain of REALITY! Don't you think so, too?!?! All you are is just a weak, pathetic, mangy mutt!" the figure spat from the shadows. "And no pup will ever want you! But, I'm sure you already knew that, deep down inside. But, you just didn't want to believe it.... until now.

I was trying my best not to cry, as I couldn't show weakness in front of he enemy. 

"N-No!" I stuttered as I tried to talk through the emotional pain, "Y-You're wrong! He-"

'SMACK!'

"Ryder" had slapped me hard across my face, the skin underneath my fur beginning to turn a reddish-pink color. Everything around me had started to become fuzzy after that, just like I had remembered. But, everything had also started to fade into blackness as well, and my senses had started to lessen. But there was one thing that kept going through my mind: "You are nothing but a weak, pathetic, mangy mutt!" A seething sense of rage came over me as I thought over this. 

"Y'know what...... no one calls me a mutt! No one calls me mangy! And no one ever, and I mean ever, calls me weak." I continued thinking to myself as the terrible torture continued around me. But the only thing that I was focused on where those words that continued to echo throughout my mind.

"I am not weak." I continued to repeat to myself.....

Chase POV:

I jumped down off the bed and to the bedside table to go and get the water bottle off of it, taking upmost care not to puncture it with my sharp, German Shepard teeth. But when I jumped back onto the foot of the bed and saw Skye, I noticed that she had moved, as she was now lying flat on her belly, with her hind legs folded in next to her body, and her two front paws over her eyes. She also appeared to be shaking a little, almost as if something was spooking her.

"I am n-not weak!" I heard her say in a low, frightened voice. I gently dropped the water bottle next to my side as I thought of moving closer to her to see what was wrong. But I decided that it might be risky, considering the fact that I didn't even know what was going on with her.

"Skye....," I said in a low, calm tone, "are you feeling okay?"

She had acted as if she didn't hear me, however, as she proceeded to stand up slowly, opening her eyelids as she did so.

"Wait a minute," I thought to myself, "if she just opened her eyelids, and her pupils are dilated, it must mean...... or at least I think it means....." I continued to think to myself, as I tried to figure out what was wrong with Skye. "that she's still half asleep." I said, finishing my thoughts as I said them aloud. Skye then spoke again, but this time in a louder and confident voice.

"I am strong," she snarled, now baring her teeth at me.

She stood in an intimidating way, her chest puffed out a bit, and her tail was no longer arched, but now completely straight, and point directly outwards towards the back of bed. And it was not wagging. She began growling angrily, extending her claws to a staggering inch and a half! She then started inching herself ever so slowly towards me, moving as if she was about to pounce on something, her claws digging into the sheets below her as she did so.

"Skye," I said, "you're not weak!" I said, still trying to reach her, but I began fearing that she may have been too far gone at this point.

"Very..... strong..." she said, breathing heavily as she moved a little faster towards the end of the bed. "Yes," I said, "you are. Very strong." I said, briefly pausing, "And," I said, continuing on, "you're also my sweet, cute, innocent girlfriend! But this...... this isn't you! You've gotta snap out of it! Please! After all, its me, Chase, your boyfriend! You wouldn't want to hurt me, would you?! I said, a bit of panic in my voice as I began to duck down a little, trying to brace myself for impact. But none came.

"B-B-Boyfriend? Ch-Chase?" she said, now in a confused tone. He pupils began to slowly expand again to their normal size, and get tail regained its arched appearance as she began to come to again.

"Oh no," she said, upon realizing how I was ducking away from her and looking down to see the holes in the sheets from her claws. She then made a fearful face as he looked around, examining what she had done this time. "Not again!" she said, jumping off the bed and running to a corner that was between the wall with the TV and the wall beside the bed, but only the one without the bedside table. She flopped down in her belly on the floor and started crying and sniffling into her paws, which were covering her eyes. 

"Don't cry, Skye. It'll be alright." I said, jumping off the bed and grabbing a box of tissues on the bedside table before walking up right up beside her, sitting down right next to her. 

"No! No, it's not," she said in a sobful voice, her salty tears streaming down her fur, creating lines of white as they dried across her face. Her nose was running a little, with light green mucus proceeded from it. I handed her a tissue, and she blew her nose before proceeding. 

"T-Thanks. But I..... almost.... hurt you. I even almost.... attacked you. And the worst part is that I would have never had even known! 

"Or, at least, that is.......until it was..... too late." she finished, hanging her head down, as if to show that she was ashamed of herself, a tear falling from her eye as she did so.

We say there in silence for a few seconds before she finally broke the silence again. "And Chase?" she asked as she looked up at me, with her sad, distressed, tear-stained face.

"Y-Yes, Skye?" I stuttered, mainly from fear that she might ask a question that I may not have an answer to.

"I-I'm scared," she said.

I took a deep breath in and out and closed my eyes as I turned my head away from her, looking in the direction of the wall and reopening my eyes as I answered that. "You know what, I'm not gonna lie to you. I kinda am too. But, no matter what happens," I said, turning my head back to look at her, only to meet her big, sad, magenta eyes, "I'll always still love you," I finished, speaking in a passionate, calming voice.

"Th-Thanks, Ch-Chase. And I..... I..... I..... love you...... too........" she stammered as her face began to become a light green color. She appeared to now be a light-green color.

Her eyelids then began to close slowly, and her eyes rolled to the back of her head before she collapsed flat on the floor, right before my very eyes. But I also noticed something else: she had stopped breathing. "SKYE?!?!" I screamed as I put my right ear next to her chest. Her heartbeat was slow, and, as I had feared, there was no movement of any air circulating about her lungs. I put a paw to her head, only to quickly retract it, as she was extremely hot.

"Oh no," I said, panicking. I didn't know what was going on, but I knew she could lose her life if I didn't do something, and FAST! 

"Katie! Marshall! Somebody! HELP!" I screamed as I continued to panic. "AHH ROOOOO-OOO!" I howled to the top of my lungs, not being able to think of anything else to do, as my mind had gone completely blank........

Rubble's POV:

"Katie, could you hurry? My tummy and I are hungry!" I said happily as my tummy made a prolonged growl, for the third time now. 

"Alright, alright hold your horses!" Katie giggled as she finally poured some dog food in the last bowl in the lineup, with the lineup sitting against the wall of the medical room that Chase and Skye were in. The last bowl was also mine, and I was really excited, as all the other pups, except for Chase and Skye, had already been eating, and I had been trying my best to patient for what felt like an eternity!

"Yes! Finally!" I said as I quickly ran over to my bowl and began to devour my food.

"Alright pups, enjoy! Especially you, Rubble" she giggled. "I'm just gonna go check on our two "lovebirds" on the other side of this wall! If you need anything, just-"

Katie was interrupted by a what had sounded like a loud plea for help from Chase, followed by a long, loud, distress howl from him as well. I then looked up, only to then see Chase bolting out the room on the other side of the wall, slipping on the tile floor as he tried to turn his body towards our direction a little too quickly, where he had presumed we would be. Luckily for him, however, Katie happened to be right in front of where he slipped.

"Katie!" He panted as he tried to catch his breath after falling flat on his belly just a second ago. The impact looked as if it must have taken him by surprise, as it sounded like it had knocked all the air out of his lungs.

"Katie...... help....... Skye...... unconscious...... burning up..... collapsed.... not breathing...... on floor................ oh wow.... I should not have...... run..... out here." Chase tried to say through his panting as he continued to catch his breath.

"Wait, what?!?! Skye passed out on the floor and she burning up? And she's not breathing? Oh no! Hang on, Skye! I'm coming! Quick, Marshall, come help me with Skye!" Katie said as she ran into the room.

Marshall, who now stayed in his EMT uniform all the time, due to Skye's unexpected and unplanned mishaps, quickly sprung up from up his food bowl, a determined look now forming on his face as he did so.

"I'm ready, Katie!" he said as he rushed off into he room, following almost immediately after her.

"I'm...... coming.... too!" Chase said as he slowly got up and trotted behind Katie into the room. All of the other pups, except for me, the. followed behind him into the room to check on Skye as well.

"Hmm..." I thought to myself, "So I want to check on Skye too, or finish breakfast? Hmmmm.... Breakfast or Skye, Breakfast or Skye, Breakfast or-" I said aloud to myself as I continued to ponder my decision until my stomach cut my thoughts short with another prolonged, loud growl.

"I agree with, you, too, tummy! So, breakfast it is, then!" I said as I began to chow down my food again.

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Chase POV: 

I had been laying next to Skye on the medical bed, softly cheering and howling happily with Marshall and Zuma while watching the Apollo the Super Pup marathon, all while Skye laid there next to me, in a deep, medially and physically-induced sleep. She had been out for 6 hours now, and she had still been maintaining a steady, extremely high body temperature of 106 degrees, as compared to a Cockapoo's normal body temperature of 100 through 101 degrees. It was around five o'clock now, and she was still lying peacefully on her back while she lay on the bed, with her eyes closed and a neutral expression on her face as it pointed towards the ceiling.

Katie had went to the Lookout earlier, only to see that and Rocky, along with Rubble, had gone out and around Adventure Bay to help the early evacuees get ready for Agathe, mostly by helping them board up their homes and load their most valuable possessions into their boats, which they planned to use to get some inland area that was far away Adventure Bay. Or, at least those with a lot of carry-on items, as they had no other choice but to take a boat, because, after all, there is only so much that a plane can carry.

When Katie had asked me if I could come along and help direct the flow of things, I had told her with utmost respect that I wasn't going to leave Skye's side until she awoke again, and she, along with the other pups, totally understood this. So there I sat, laying on my right side of my body.

Marshall, meanwhile, was sitting on a red beanbag, which was on the floor next to the bed, on the side closet to me.  He, of course, was in his EMT uniform, but this time for an excellent reason, as Katie had left him in charge of Skye while she was away. He and Katie had said earlier that they couldn't find a reason that fully explained Skye's weird behavior, or her sudden fever, or her collapse earlier, but they had assumed that perhaps with some rest and proper rehydration, which had done by giving Skye water before putting her back to sleep, Skye might be doing much better when she awoke again. Skye had suffered from an anxiety attack, and that explained why she stopped breathing, or why she struggled to breathe. And they also figured that she may have collapsed suddenly due to her severe dehydration, which was mostly due to all of her crying. That, and she hadn't drunk or ate much of anything since she had gotten back. 

She had been put to sleep with some chemicals from an IV machine that they had attached to her 2 hours ago, right after they restored her breath again, that is. The machine now sat in a corner of the room, between the back and side wall, or, the one that the door was attached to, that is.

And then there was Zuma, who was sitting on an orange beanbag, on the other side of the bed furthest away from me. He was not in uniform, but he did of course still have on his pup tag.

"The Apollo the Super Pup Marathon: Day 2! will be right back! Right after these messages!" the TV said as it cut to commercial break.

"Well," Marshall said as he got up, stretching, sticking his rear end up in the air as he did so. 

"I don't know about you, pups, but I think I could really go for some water right about now! I think I'll go get some out my water bowl! How about you guys? Chase? Zuma?"

"Sure, I'd love a dwink! My throat is actually killing me wight now!" Zuma said, n a scratchy voice, chuckling at his own funny remark. 

"And no thanks, I'm good!" I replied. "Ok then, Chase!" Marshall replied back. "And, if you change your mind, Katie filled both your and water and food bowls, so they're ready for you whenever you are!" Marshall said as he walked out the room with Zuma to go get some water. 

"Ok! Thanks, Marshall!" I said happily, now just taking a minute to lay my head down and close my eyes. I actually wanted that moment to myself to just be able to relax and think about everything that had happened so far. 

But, as soon as I did so, Skye began to moan to herself, tossing and turning as she did so yet again. 

"N-No, no! Your......your wrong! J... just get outta my h-head! L-Leave me alone!" she mumbled, her face taking on a distressed look. "Oh no," I thought, "not again!" I then opened my eyes and picked my head up to look back at her. But she was still laying there quietly. The sheets had been moved around some, but otherwise, everything appeared pretty normal. 

"That's..... odd," I said, looking at her and the bed intensively, studying every detail. But, after about a minute, I still could not see anything out of the ordinary. "Guess I must be hearing things," I said, laying my head back down and closing my eyes again. But, suddenly, I heard the 'Pop' sound of Skye's eyelids jerking open, and then I heard her sit up abruptly, looking around very quickly and very fearfully.

"Skye?......" I said softly as I looked back at her. I paused, waiting a minute for an answer, but getting none. All I could hear for that one, silent minute was the sound of Skye's heartbeat racing.

Her face of fear and stress soon turned into a face of absolute terror, and she began rapidly jerking her head around now, looking about the room, as if she were seeing horrific things all around her. Just then, however, I heard the rain pick up, but now with some thunder and lightning as well.

"Sk-Skye? Are you ok?" I asked as she, concerned.

"N-No,... NO! Pl-Please! I d-didn't m-mean it! Just please get that thing away from m-me!" I then realized she was doing the snake thing she was doing before, except now something was really wrong, but I also wanted to believe that it was hallucinations, due to the side effects of the IV chemicals.

But..... what if..... what if it wasn't because of the chemicals? What if it was there was just something truly wrong with her?

I was about to call Marshall, when, all of a sudden, Skye then jumped off the bed and started running towards the door. "Skye! Wait!" I yelled, trying to get my thoughts back together, as she had startled me.

But it was already too late. She had proceeded to run out of the room and was continuing towards the two big glass doors. I quickly cleared my mind of whatever else I was thinking of, and I jumped off the bed, quickly pursuing her.

Zuma's POV:

I was happily slurping away at the water in my bowl, with Marshall doing the same right beside when I suddenly heard what sounded like a 'Clack, Clack, Clack,' sound. But, the only thing about it is that I continued to hear it repeatedly, and it grew louder and louder as the sound drew closer.

"Hmmmm......." I thought, "sounds like the clacking of........ small claws? Well, that can't be right, as the only being in the building with small claws is......" I stopped, pondering this.

"Wait a minute. Skye?" I said, looking up from my water bowl, looking through the dark room, with only the light coming from the medical room, allowing me to see her and her silhouette she cast on the ground as lightning lit up the sky, briefly brightening the moderately dark room. She had continued running in the direction of the doors, not even flinching to my comment as if she didn't hear me. She was about to run right out the door when suddenly-

'CRASH!'

Lightning had struck the concrete behind another building, right next to Katie's Salon, producing an extremely loud and thunderous 'BOOM!' immediately afterward. 

The sound was so incredulously loud that I got down on my belly and covered my ears with my paws as the roar of the thunder continued to shake the entire building for what felt like forever! But it was probably only about five seconds. 

Skye, however, upon seeing that bright bolt light up the sky and hearing the deafening sound that followed, had quickly developed a frightened expression on her face, and she whimpered loudly, quickly trying to back away from the door. Panic had taken over her now, and her paws were scurrying across the tile floor as she tried to get a grip on the tile, and she finally succeeded, after a couple of seconds, and she then proceeded to back away from the door and then hurriedly turn around and try to run back towards the room, only to bump into Chase, who had come out the room a little earlier, in pursuit of Skye. 

He had sat down a few feet behind her, right after seeing her trying to scamper away from the lightning strike, and it had appeared as if he had known that she would've tried to run back towards the room, in that direction.

Skye had looked up at the object that she had bumped into, and upon realizing it was Chase, she buried her head into his chest fur and began breaking down, starting to cry on him.

Chase's POV:

"It's ok Skye, it's ok. I'm here." I said in a calming tone.

"C-Chase?" Skye asked, in the middle of her sobs.

"Yes, Skye?" I responded, trying to calm her by taking in a soothing voice.

"Wh-What's wrong with m-me?" she asked, looking up at me with her big, magenta eyes, her pupils now retracting back to normal from their once-dilated state, and the red veins that were once in her eyes now beginning to fade away.

I pondered on this question before finally breaking the silence after a couple of seconds of my deep thoughts.

"I....... I-I don't really know." I finally said, looking away from her eyes temporarily, and down at the floor. "But," I said, looking right back at her, wiping some of the tears from her eyes with my paw. I then gently lifted up her chin so that we were looking straight into each other's eyes. 

"Whatever it is, well figure it out. Together." I said, looking back into her eyes. "You really t-think so?" she asked, now sobbing a little softer than before. 

"I know so," I said, lifting my paw away from her chin. She, however, had still continued to look into my eyes, even when I removed my paw from her chin, and I did the same to her. We held our locked gazes for a few seconds before Skye snuggled back into my chest fur, this time a little deeper, and a little more compassionate, than before.

"Chase?" Skye asked, no longer crying anymore, but the tear stains on her tear-soaked face remaining on her fur.

"Yes, Skye?" I asked back.

"I love you," she said softly, closing her eyes and digging her head as deep as she could into my chest, beginning to nuzzle it with all the fluff on her head. I didn't mind at all. Lightning then struck off in the distance, not too far away, knocking out the power, as the TV had suddenly turned off. "Must have hit a turbine." I thought to myself. But that didn't even matter to me. All that mattered to me was that Skye was safe.

"I love you too, Skye," I said compassionately.

We then both sat there for just about  5 minutes, with Skye and I, who was now looking out of my chest to see the thunderstorm roaring outside, watching the heavy rainfall outside. Though, after about another 3 minutes, Skye had fallen asleep in my chest fur, snuggling in it gently. Though this time, she had a smile on her face as she slept. "For now," I thought to myself, concerned. But then I told myself to not think like that, and that we would cross that bridge when we got there.

Marshall and Zuma had then helped me put Skye back in the medical bed carefully without waking her, and Marshall then gave Skye another sleeping sedative, which was strong enough this time to assure that she would stay asleep, or at least until Katie got back and they both could examine her.

I proceeded to walk out the room after that, and back towards the front doors. I sat down and began to watch the thunderstorms in an outer band of Hurricane Agathe that was impacting us rage outside. It was still cloudy outside, and the clouds still had a dark gray tint to them, but the rain had slacked up a considerable bit. So many things began to race through my mind. But there was one thing that still concerned me the most, right after Skye.

"Where are you, Ryder? We loved you. We miss you. We need you." I said. I paused after saying this, thinking of my next choice of words. But, for some strange reason, an unexpected wave of confidence surged over me as the rain continued to put outside.

"And y'know what? We're gonna find you." I continued, raising my paw up to the glass door as I continued to watch the rainfall. A lightning bolt struck the ground off in the distance.

"That, I can promise you, Ryder, sir." I finished in a soft voice, as the thunder from the earlier lightning strike began to come within my hearing range.

Note: Well guys, that's the end of the fifth chapter! And I, as always, just want to thank you guys so much for the 371+ views! As in, I'm almost up to 400 views! And here I was, sitting here thinking that this story was only gonna get 10 views or something! And as for my chapter release schedule for this story and all the other stories, well, I truly believe I finally came up with the best, permanent schedule! This book, along with the other two novels, will be updated every weekend, from Saturday to Sunday at 5 PM CT / 6 PM ET! And now that I've got the ropes of school, I swear to commit to this schedule this time. And, as for my two novels, well, they will be alternated every weekend. So, for example, since Eyewall of The Storm will be updated this week, the UnWildLy would be updated next weekend! And so on and so forth. Now, since I am still running a little behind on my chapters, Chapter 6 of this story WILL be posted this weekend, but none of my NOVELS will be updated this weekend. Though they will be, beginning next weekend! And next weekend, UnWildLy will be updated! So yeah. And for all of my Dominican Republic, US Virgin Islands, Puerto Rico, and Bahamian readers, along with ALL of my other readers that are located on islands in the Atlantic Ocean: Hurricane Maria is a storm to watch as it continues its horrible devastation along its current path. And some areas were ALREADY affected and were STILL cleaning from Irma! I know this is going to be a LONG-lasting impact to these places, as some may or may not be able to rebuild, but I will say this: Everyone, no matter WHERE you live, needs to pray for the people affected by this storm. People are losing everything, and in some cases, AGAIN, as this storm continues to rage on. I myself offer my best wishes and regards to all those affected, and I hope to talk to you all in the future. And as for Hurricane Jose, well, it's down to an extra-tropical storm now. But, people still need to watch out for the beach erosion, heavy rains, wind gusts, etc.! And especially the rip currents!" People die every year because they underestimate the power of this practically invisible phenomenon! Please, don't be one of those people! As always, comments and questions are always welcome and appreciated, and I would one to hear from you guys! Plus, how'd I do on the spelling errors? I'm now positive that I have corrected all the few errors, but if you see some, please do tell! I promised you guys I would work towards no grammatical errors by this chapter, and as of now, I believe I have successfully fulfilled that promise. And, Until next time ~ 

Chris B.