Disclaimer: Fate/Stay Night is property of Type-moon, RWBY is property of Rooster Teeth Productions, LLC. This work is purely fanfiction and as such earns me no income.

*May receive some edits in the future and maybe additional dialogue.

"Ruby Rose! Just where have you been?!"

Those were the words that greeted the red-hooded Huntress-to-be when she finally reached her friends table. It seemed that Weiss had acted about much as was expected at the tardiness of her leader.

"We've been calling you on your scroll this whole time," said Weiss. She gave Ruby her usual glare of annoyance as she had stood with her arms crossed over her chest and waited for an explanation.

"Haha… It looks like I forgot my scroll at the dorm when I was running to get here before lunch was over…"

"That was over an hour ago!"

Team JNPR and the rest of Team RWBY watched as Weiss berated her partner on the values of punctuality and whatnot. All of them were sitting down on their table, not wanting to cut in on the lecture as they were basking in the afterglow of their meals. It would take a few minutes before Weiss was satisfied with scolding Ruby.

"Just what have you been doing all this time?"

"I… made some new friends," a hesitant Ruby answered.

Weiss raised an eyebrow at her. "What? Who did—,"

"Salutations!" said a curly orange-haired who had seemed to have suddenly popped out behind Ruby.

The sudden appearance of the girl caused Weiss to take a step back and let out a sound of bewilderment. "H-Hello…?"

Everyone else blinked owlishly in surprise at the new arrival.

"I'm Penny. It is a pleasure to meet you!"

"It's… nice to meet you too," said Weiss in an unsure tone. "Uhmm… have you been behind Ruby all this time?"

"Why yes," smiled Penny. "We have been waiting for you to finish your talk with Ruby since the beginning."

"Did you say 'we'?" asked Pyrrha.

To everyone's surprise, the head of a small white-haired girl had peeked out from behind Penny. They saw that she was grabbing onto the taller girl's back as she sheepishly looked at all of them whilst trying to hide the rest of herself like a cautious little animal.

"Everyone, I'd like you to meet Illya," gestured Ruby. "Illya, I'd like you to meet everyone." She held out her hand towards the small girl.

Seeing her chance, Illya slowly took Ruby's hand and walked shyly in front of Penny in order to properly introduce herself. She took a deep breath to calm herself before she curtsied towards Ruby's friends and said, "Hello, my name is Illyasviel von Einzbern. It is a pleasure to meet you all."

At first, Illya's introduction was met by stunned silence, but then a squeal erupted from somewhere. A flash of yellow passed before everyone's view of the small girl and they found Yang had suddenly grabbed the child into a tight hug to her chest.

"Oooh! You are just so precious!" said Yang excitedly. "I can't help myself. You are just sooo cute!" She nuzzled her face roughly over the silky white hair and continued to tightly squeeze the little girl in her arms. "This is so much better than hugging a stuffed toy!"

Illya, on the other hand, was trying very hard to free herself from the sudden glomp, as she was having a difficult time breathing from Yang's generous affection… and bosom. Her actions though, proved futile in the face of a cuteness overloaded yellow berserker.

"Yang!" shouted Ruby in a panic, catching the attention of her sister. "I'm about to lose my new friend!"

Looking down at the girl in her arms, Yang now noticed that the child was no longer struggling away from her and felt unhealthily limp. "Oh, woops…" she said as she finally let go of Illya.

After being released from the jaws of death, Illya fell towards the ground, but thankfully, Penny was there to catch her. The lack of oxygen had left her in a daze and she had thought for a moment that she saw the blurred forms of her parents reaching out to her.

"Mama? Papa…? Are you here to come get me now?" she mumbled incoherently to herself as her vision continued to spin.

Ruby quickly went beside the little girl and started fanning her with her hands. "C'mon Illya, everything is okay. You're gonna be fine." She gave Yang an accusing glare after she said so.

"Ahaha…" Yang looked away guiltily at that.

The rest of the girls started coming over quickly and also had begun fussing over the child.

"Is she okay?"

"Omigosh, she's so adorable!"

"Can I hold her next?!"

"Her hair's the same color as yours Weiss."

They all crowded over the small child until Ruby had to ask everyone to give Illya some room to breathe. She had to shoo them away from her new friend so that she could recover better. It took a minute or two before Illya was well enough to sit with them, and another minute to get everyone to hold themselves together from fawning over the poor girl.

Penny sat in a chair next to Ruby, while Illya took it upon herself to take a seat on her first friend's lap. Her near death experience by hugging had left her cautious of everyone else, and although she was feeling much better, she still felt a little anxious due to the envious glances a certain blonde was giving her and her friend.

"So your family runs this establishment?" asked Blake after they had heard Ruby's story of how she met her new friends. They had also managed to introduce themselves to one another properly.

"Yup!" smiled Illya. "Shirou does most of the cooking but Sakura also helps most of the time. Oh, and I guess Rin helps out with that too on occasion." She drank from the juice they gave her through a straw, which the ladies found quite endearing for some reason, after she had answered.

"What about that short blonde girl I met who said she worked here?" said Jaune. The boy had not seen the unexpected mentor of his since that first time they had met.

Illya tilted her head at him. "Oh? You mean Arturia? That's surprising since she only comes here for some small errands and things from time to time."

Jaune looked a bit glum at that. "I was kinda hoping I could to thank her in person for the advice she gave me."

"I could tell her for you," offered Illya. "But you might start seeing her more around here soon. At least, once Rin is finally able to convince her to start working as one of the maids here."

"Is there a reason as to why she's not currently working as part of the staff here?" questioned Pyrrha curiously, more than a little bit interested at the Jaune's benefactor.

"Well… Arturia isn't really fond of the idea of dressing up as a maid." Illya thought of how badly the Servant had refused when Rin had tried to press her into the service. The King of Knights had even brought forth her sword against the maid costume that Rin had in her hands to stop her from coming anywhere near her. It wasn't until Saber had told her Master that she would have to use a Command Spell on her to dress up as a maid before Rin had to drop the matter. "We haven't given up on her yet though. After all, Sakura and I have already finished making her uniform," said Illya happily.

For a while, the group chatted casually about Illya and her family's establishment. They talked about mundane every day events of their lives like some of their favorite foods and such. That was until Weiss decided to voice out something that has been nagging at her since she saw the little girl.

"You know," began Weiss. "I've been wondering this for a while, I noticed that you seem to be very familiar with the manners of the upper class. It kind of bothers me that I don't know of any families by the name of Einzbern, considering I've met more than a few influential people before."

"Are you saying she's related to you Weiss?" said Ruby.

"No! Just because we both have white hair, it doesn't mean we're related!" yelled Weiss at Ruby in annoyance, before turning back towards Illya and asking unsurely, "…Are we?"

Illya giggled at that. "No. I can assure you that our families have no relation in any way." Her deep crimson eyes looked delightfully at the curious light-blue eyes watching her. "The Einzberns are not a family you would ever want to be related to."

That answer caused the surrounding people to give the girl an uncomfortable and perplexed expression as they did not know what she meant by that.

Illya seems to have noticed her slip of tongue and decided to steer the conversation away from dangerous matters. "Since I've talked a lot about myself, I'd really like to hear more about you guys," she said with child-like glee. "What are your lives like here in Vale?"

"Our lives are awesome!" declared Nora. "We're Huntsmen and Huntresses, hunting down Grimm and beating the snot out of them to protect the world from devastation~!" The Valkyrie stood on her chair proudly at that.

Ruby also chimed in, "To unite all people within our nation!"

"To denounce the evils with Arms and Dust!"

"To extend our reach to the stars above!"

"Nora!"

"Ruby!"

Syncing their movements, the two continued saying together with arms locked together, "Teams RWBY and JNPR blast off at the speed of light! Surrender now or prepare to—"

"Okay, okay! She gets it already! Please stop it you two with your childish antics," cut in Weiss, who was red from embarrassment. She could clearly see that the entire floor had become an audience over the loud proclamation that the two were passionately spouting. It was bad enough that people had started standing from their seats to get a good look at just what was happening at their table.

"Please sit down, Nora," sighed Ren. "You're disturbing the other customers."

"But we were just about to get to the good part," pouted Nora.

"Hehe…" Illya started giggling slowly, and then laughing out loudly at them. "Hahahaha! I'm really glad," she said while trying to hold back the tears from laughing. "You guys are really interesting. I'm really happy I met you guys."

"Indeed," agreed Penny, holding the squirming little girl gently in her hands. "Everyone seems so lively."

"Well at least some people appreciates us," said Ruby at Weiss.

"I'd appreciate you more if you'd stop embarrassing me," answered back the Schnee heiress.

After regaining her composure, Illya decided to ask them more about what they said. "So everyone here are hunters whose job it is to fight off those monsters outside?"

"Yeah!" answered Nora proudly.

"No," said Ren.

"Technically… we aren't yet," answered Yang towards Illya's puzzled look. "We're still students training at the academy so you really can't call us that yet. But we do still fight the Grimm in some occasions."

"I see…" mumbled Illya. "Does that mean you're all pretty strong?"

"Of course!" said Yang happily. "If you've got problems with Grimm, just give big sister here a call and I'll bust them up for you." She stuck out her chest in confidence, trying to look good in front of a cute kid.

Everyone else gave their own sentiments about how they would fight off the Grimm that would dare to scare the little girl, trying to one up each other on how better they would be at it. Illya, however, had other thoughts in mind besides the Grimm.

"So can you guys tell me more about being Huntsmen and Huntresses," she asked innocently, a dangerous glint present in her eyes. "I'd really like to know what makes you guys so strong…"

In the dark of the night, a Dust shop was broken into. Sounds of glass breaking and furniture getting tossed around came from the closed store. A dozen White Fang members scattered throughout gathering all the Dust they can pack, while several others kept watch outside, unaware of the shadowy figure looking down on them from above the building.

"Looks like another easy job," said one of the watchmen.

"Think we'll have enough Dust soon?" asked the other.

"Who knows? Probably we'll have enough once that Schnee shipment comes through."

"Oho?" came a voice from the shadows on the street. "Now that is certainly some interesting bit of news."

The two and the rest of the guards stiffened. "Whose there?! Show yourself!" They aimed their guns at the approaching silhouette of a man, who lit his cigar causing the embers to light the features of his face and the bowler hat he wore.

"Torchwick?" said one of the guards. "Roman Torchwick?"

Roman smiled at that. "That's my name. Please don't wear it out," he said as he took off his hat and made a bow.

The guards lowered their weapons as the man walked up to them. "Just where have you been? The boss has had us searching for you ever since you vanished."

"She's going to want to talk to you about just what happened," warned one of the faunus nervously. "I'm not so sure she'll be happy to see you."

"Nice to know that she cares." Sarcasm laced Roman's words as he went behind two of the guards and placed a hand on each of their shoulders. "But you know what?" he whispered. "You can tell her I've got a new boss."

The two guards widened their eyes at that before Roman grabbed their heads and knocked them out together. Roman flicked the ash from his cigar on top of one of the men before turning around to see that the rest of the watchmen were already in the same condition. Rider stood in before him, waiting for his signal to clear out the rest inside the building.

"They're all yours, Miss Rider," he gestured graciously.

Rider nodded and entered the building alone.

"I have high hopes that this will go better than the last time," said Roman seemingly to himself.

Three people wearing visored Barbuta helmets came up to him from the streets. They were garbed in blue cloth with steel armor covering vital areas.

"Somehow, I doubt were going to get our asses kicked this time around," said the rough voice of one of the men while kneeling to look down on the body of a White Fang member.

A man was sent flying through the open entrance of the store, landing a few feet away from them. Voices of panic rang from inside the shop, whilst they idly waited and observed.

"I'm not so sure how to feel about this new uniform," said the smallest one, adjusting the straps on his shoulder. "Maybe it'll grow on me."

"Seems like we've got an easy job today," said another. "Miss Rider seems to be doing all the heavy lifting."

"You'll be doing your own sets of heavy lifting, looking at the amount of Dust the boss wants gathered," said Roman. "Now get your butts in gear. It looks like the lady of the shop is done with the cleanup."

No sooner had he said those words, the sultry form of the black-clad fighter passed the store entrance. She motioned for them to indicate that it was all clear. Behind her, only the moans of pain and agony were left in her wake.

"Alright boys," smiled Roman. "Just like the boss said, take only the Dust crystals and leave everything else behind." The others nodded and proceeded into the shop first.

He was about to follow inside when Rider spoke, "My Master also asks that you do not cause the shop any further damage."

Roman's expression soured at that. "You know that's going to just take us longer to do our work?" he asked, to which was only met with a silent stare from the blindfold masked Servant. He sighed, "Fine, fine. I'll tell the boys to be gentle with their work."

That night ended with a few bags of Dust crystals collected by Roman and his crew before the cops had arrived on the scene. The officers would only come to find the battered terrorists at the shop, and promptly arresting them for the suspected robbery of the store.

Unfortunately, the captured criminals would escape on their way to the police station. The assailants that attacked the police transports were suspected to be more members of the terrorist group.

The news would soon spread throughout the city of how White Fang members were found at the crime scene and how they were now suspected of the chain of robberies that has happened all over Vale. Although, information about Roman Torchwick's return would only be known to Cinder and her group.

*BAM!*

Part of the table dented and scorched at the fist that smashed into it. Cinder Fall fumed in silent anger from the news one of her minions had brought her. The messenger took a silent step back from the heat emanating from the woman in front of him.

"Tell me again just exactly what you saw," said Cinder.

The faunus gulped. "W-we saw Roman Torchwick, Ma'am! He came up to us and knocked us out before we could do anything!"

Cinder gritted her teeth. "And was there anything else? Did he say anything vital before all of you failed marvelously," she said in a dark tone.

"H-he said he had a new boss!"

That caused Cinder to narrow her eyes at the man. "Who?"

"…I'm sorry, but he didn't say."

Cinder closed her eyes and took a breath to relax herself, while mentally complaining about the incompetence of the White Fang. "Was there anyone else with him, or did he manage to take out all of you by himself?"

Surprisingly, the man was able to get control of himself long enough not to stutter his next words, "There… was a woman."

"Hmm?" That caught her attention. "And what can you tell me about this woman?"

"The others said that a blind woman wearing a black outfit came alone into the shop. It was then that things started getting out of control. They said she attacked them so fast that they couldn't even see her most of that time."

"A blind Huntress?" said Cinder with a frown. "That would explain your failure but that doesn't mean Roman would be working with one."

"We're not sure about that," answered Mercury, who had just arrived in the room together with Emerald. "Just got the police report saying that an unknown party was suspected to have foiled an attempted robbery by a group from the White Fang. There was zero mention of a Huntress working with the cops. Huntress or not, this woman is most probably likely to be working with our poached employee." He held out his scroll and sent it out.

Cinder's scroll beeped in response to receiving the file. She took out the electronic device and quickly opened the file to read it.

After waiting for a while for Cinder to finish reading the report, Emerald asked, "What do you think this means?"

Cinder strode pass all of them. "It means we have another player on the field…" she said ominously.

"The chain of Dust robberies are now known to be due to the actions of the terrorist organization known as the White Fang. The police reports have indicated that the group was found out when an earlier robbery attempt went awry, resulting in the immediate arrest of the criminals. It was, however, unfortunate that the culprits were able to escape when more members of the group made an organized assault on the police transports holding their comrades. Witnesses report that—"

The news reporter's voice was cut off as Yang turned off the screen. "Okay, everyone ready to go?" she asked her team mates who were watching and relaxing in their dorm room.

"Hey! I was watching that," grumbled Weiss.

"We'll be late if we don't get a move on right now." Yang stood, hand on her hips. "And weren't you the one who woke us all up early just so we could go to the docks later?"

"I still don't get why you want to spend our Friday afternoon visiting the smelly dock." Ruby said as she lay sprawled on her bed.

"Because it's the Vytal Festival!" said Weiss delightfully. "A festival dedicated to the cultures of the world. There will be dances, parades, a tournament!" She spun herself like a ballerina as she said so.

The unexpected pleasant mood her partner was in, left Ruby looking at her with slight disbelief. "I don't think I've ever seen you so happy Weiss. It's kind of weirding me out…"

"That still doesn't explain why we have to go to the docks with you," said Yang.

"Well, I heard that the students visiting from Vacuo will be arriving by ship today. As a representative of Beacon, I feel as though it is my solemn duty to welcome them to this fine kingdom."

Looking up from the book she was reading, Blake said, "She wants to spy on them so she'll have the upper hand in the tournament."

"Ah! You can't prove that!" denied Weiss.

Ruby and Yang both gave the heiress a cold stare. They were after all going to spend their precious day off from school on something that seemed pretty underhanded.

"Ahaha…" Weiss could not endure the accusing looks. "H-how about I treat you all to lunch today at the café before we go there?" she said, trying to placate them with bribery.

The bribe was a success.

Yang and Ruby both changed their expression to an elated one.

"Ooooh! I think they have the sundae special supreme today! I'll have that for dessert after ordering that Omurice that Illya said was really good."

"Do you think she'll be there today?" asked Yang excitedly. "I want to try feeding her soft serve ice cream!" The girl was blinded by her delusions as she thought about the image of her wiping the food off of the child's mouth. "Ah, so lovely, so delicious…"

Weiss sighed in relief. "Well let's get going then. We don't want to be late."

Greatly looking forward to the treat, Ruby and Yang left the room first while enthusiastically talking about what they planned on eating first. Leaving Weiss and Blake to follow them.

"Are you coming, Blake?" said Weiss, as she waited by the door.

"Yeah, I'll catch up to you guys in a minute or two." Blake was putting back her book in her shelf and was fixing the rest back in order.

"Okay, just don't keep us waiting."

The door closed, leaving Blake alone in the dorm room. After making sure the footsteps of her team mate had long faded, Blake walked to the center of the room and turned the news back on. On the screen, the reporter was still giving information about the White Fang.

"With confirmation from the authorities, it is now believed that the White Fang may have gathered in large numbers in the City of Vale. It is still unclear as to why they have been stealing a great amount of Dust, and there have been disturbing rumors of something possibly more sinister than their normal goal of fighting for faunus rights."

Blake looked sullenly at the news. "Adam… just what is going on now?"

"I'm sorry but Illya is helping out my sister with something at home right now."

Yang was devastated by those words from Sakura. "Oh… I guess there's no problem with that," she said gloomily.

"Uhm… are you okay?" Sakura questioned worriedly.

"Sure! I'm fine!" smiled Yang, although her eyes were a bit too hollow. "It's not like I was looking forward to some healing time with a little ball of cuteness. I mean… I'm not really bothered at all by not meeting her..."

Sakura felt sorry for the blonde girl by just looking at her so she offered, "How about I show you some pictures of her in some of the costumes we made together instead?"

As if a light has been switched, Yang's face shone brightly with glee. "Really?! You have photos of her in cute little outfits?!" She pressed close to Sakura, breathing a bit roughly. "I would love to see those! Please let me see them!"

Sakura giggled nervously at the sheer enthusiasm Yang was leaking out. "I'll bring them out later once I get a break. In the meantime, would you guys care to order first?"

By now, Team RWBY has become one of the regulars at the café and were quickly able to order their food. They also usually had the same table available to them whenever they are at the café. Sakura had taken gone off to process their orders but she had said that someone else would most likely deliver their food since she the place was slightly packed due to Vytal Festival and it being the start of the weekend.

"You were acting too crude, Yang," chastised Weiss at her team mate. "You should really observe proper behavior when in public."

"Oh?" Yang raised an eyebrow at her. "So you don't want to take a look at those photos then?" she asked, remembering just how Weiss' fingers secretly twitched towards Illya every time she made an adorable expression.

The question caused Weiss to look away with reddened cheeks. "W-what? I never said I didn't want to see them…"

Yang smirked in triumph. "It seems that the Ice Queen's heart was melted by a little snowflake."

"Stop calling me 'Ice Queen!'"

While Yang was kept teasing Weiss, Ruby was catching up on recent events on her scroll and Blake was content on reading one of the books the café had.

"Huh?" Ruby seems to have found something interesting on her scroll. "That's weird…"

"What's weird?" asked Blake over her book.

"It says here that the guy I almost caught called 'Roman Torchwick' was seen at one of the places the White Fang had been robbing," answered Ruby. "The weird thing is, they're saying that he was one of the suspects who may have fought with the White Fang over the robbery."

"I guess it is kind of strange when two different groups try to rob the same place," agreed Yang.

"It wouldn't be strange at all," said Blake. "The White Fang would never work with some despicable human like that Torchwick guy."

Weiss rolled her eyes at that. "How would you know? The White Fang are probably as bad as him or possibly even worse. I wouldn't be surprised if they were all working together for plotting some nefarious deeds to ruin our peace." She said so surely, unknowingly causing Blake to clench her teeth in frustration.

"The White Fang are not as bad as you make them out to be," said Blake testily. "They're only like this because they are the product of the kind of environment a lot of faunus have been forced to live in." She now closed her book and glared at her friend angrily.

Surprised by that unusual display of emotion from her friend, but not willing to give up on her opinion, Weiss answered back loudly, "The White Fang is filled with nothing but degenerates who are a cancer to the world of Remnant. Any faunus that joins them are supporting all the damage and violence they have caused on others. Those faunus should be ashamed of themselves on just how much they are hurting the rest of us who are living peacefully and minding their own business."

*Sniffle*

That sound caused the arguing teens to stop glaring at each other and now noticed that a raccoon-eared maid faunus was standing next to them with some of their orders. There were tears building up in her eyes, while her raccoon ears drooped down despondently, and it also looked like she sniffing back her runny nose. All in all, it was clear to everyone on the table that the maid was trying to hold back from crying.

"H-here's y-your…*hic* order," she said shakily.

Weiss quickly realized that what she had said was definitely not proper behavior one should display in public. "H-hey, I-I wasn't talking about you or faunus in general!" she denied, trying hard to calm the woman before her. "It's just the faunus in the White Fang who are rotten terrorists who don't care about anyone but themselves! They're all just a bunch of no good criminals who doesn't deserve to be happy." This only made things worse, as the maid was now shedding her tears in full force down her cheeks, causing Weiss to panic. "Ooooh! Please stop crying…" she begged.

"I-I'm sorry… *hic**hic* I'm showing something unreasonable to our customers…" answered Euly trying to give them a smile, only for it to end up showing her depression. "P-please excuse me!" She said before running away from their table, all the while, getting curious looks from the other customers on the floor.

"Wait!" Shouted Weiss with her hand reaching out for the disappearing figure of the maid. "Come back! Please don't misunderstand meee!"

It was too late. Only the sounds of chattering from amongst the customers on what happened could be heard. Weiss was left gaping dumbfounded for a moment at what just happened.

"Wow Weiss…" said Yang. "Just… wow."

Yang's response broke Weiss free from her trance. "Don't give me that! You saw everything, I wasn't talking bad about her or the faunus at all!" she defended, but sounded more like pleading. "I was only telling the truth about people from the White Fang."

"Did you ever consider that maybe she had someone who may have been or possibly still is part of the White Fang?" said Blake, whose temper was now gone due to the current event.

Weiss thought carefully about that. She wasn't sure how to feel about that. After all, she considered anyone related to that group would all be the same and wanted to wipe humanity off the planet. But it was also a fact that she couldn't picture the faunus who had served them so joyously every time they came here to be in anyway associated with the White Fang.

Taking her silence as confirmation, Blake said, "Not all faunus join the White Fang out of hate you know?" To which, Weiss gave her a look of disbelief.

"Preposterous!" said the Ice Queen. "Why else would you join such a despicable group of terrorists?"

Blake sighed. "There are some who join out of desperation. While there is less discrimination than before," Which is ironic considering it was due to the work of the White Fang. "Places like these are still few and far between. Most other places are still reluctant to hire faunus workers and the places that do aren't exactly giving them equal treatment. There are a lot of cases where faunus join the White Fang out of necessity."

"And how would you know that?" huffed Weiss.

"I… read it in a news article once." Blake shifted her eyes somewhere else as she said so.

Yang decided to finish the discussion, since her food was starting to get cold. "In any case, I think you're going to have to say sorry to the poor girl later." Weiss pouted at that.

"She's a really nice girl too you know," added Ruby, staring dissappointedly at her partner. "She always made sure to get me an extra serving of dessert…"

Weiss couldn't handle the overwhelming pressure from her friends. "Okay, okay! I'll go and apologize to her later," she sighed in defeat. "Although I still think I did nothing wrong…" The girl grumbled to herself.

A/N:

It looks like I've gotten really rusty at writing since I've started playing ToS. I'm having a hard time writing smoothly or continuously. This probably means I'll have made a lot of mistakes. If you can point those out then I'll see what I can do to fix them.

Also, sorry for the lack of action. I'm gonna get to it in the next chapter hopefully. I am having a case of writer's block so its going at a snails pace right now. There is also the fact that I am having problems deciding on what to do with the pairings as of now, since it's almost time for me to cement the relationships. I'm gonna be posting up a poll to help me see how everyone feels about them, but I may not follow them anyway. I just want to see what camp everyone belongs to.

As always, please read and review. It will help me if you can point out some mistakes in spelling and grammar as well.

You can check my profile for updates. This will also be where the poll is and will last about less than a week, since I need to start on the story.