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Chapter 6: In to the Breach They decided to set off the next morning. Jo really didn't know what to bring, so she covered the basics. She left a note for here parent, who were on another business trip, that didn't rely explain much. She hoped she could explain when she got bake, if she got back. When they all had gathered, John pulled her aside and said, "I want to make this perfectly clear, I don't want you on this mission. The old world is no place for a norm." Joe almost slapped him, "Weren't you the one that said your mom wanted me there, so I should go?" "Yes, I was. But have you really thought about it. jest because mom thinks you n

Chapter 5: Robert Graywolf John walked over to Robert. "What do you mean 'brother'?" he said as he removed the arrow that had been holding the young man up. Now that his shirt was free he fell to the floor, He groaned and responded, "I guess you didn't find the note Mom left yet, have you?" John glared at him. "Right," He jumped up from the floor. "This way then." Now that he was standing next to John, Jo could see how they could be related. They were ruffle the same height, give or take an inch, and the hair color was also the same platinum blond. In fact, other than the ears and tail, they looked almost exactly alike; Robert's jest

Chap 4: Beginning of Disaster After a month of training, they had moved to weapons. They were wooden, but it still hurt to get hit. Jo was doing well and had learned how to stand up in a fight ageist John; she had always been a quick learner. All was going well, until… "Christ, John! I damn near took your head off!" they were sparing and John had suddenly stopped. He was looking in the direction of the house with a serious look on his face. "John…Earth to Joh-." John held up his hand to silence her. She was about to yell at him a gene when she heard a crash from the diction of the house. "Stay here!" "Like hell!" The two

Chap 3: The New Partner After diner, Jo insisted on helping John with the clean up so she wouldn't feel like she was mooching. "So you've really been a master since senior year?" "You really can't believe that I'm a master, can you?" asked John, with a smile. "Well, it's not like you ever said anything." She responded plainly. "Christmas day, senor year." "So…do you have a student or something?" "No, why?" he said, giving Jo a sideways look. "Well I didn't have anything planed this summer, so…" she trailed off. "What? You want me to teach you gumdo?" John said little codas endingly. "Well, why not? You got someth