fleets: Ta-daaaaa my next possible project, Forget-Me-Nots and Violets, otherwise shortened to FaV!

Ok. Ok ok so I know I was rambling about a reader interactive Dethl story a while back but I kind of lost my excitement for that one while I was thinking about this one. So this one will probably be prioritized.

So what exactly is FaV? Well it's a sequel to WIR! That's right! I gave them a happy ending, but I just hate happy endings and I want to ruin all the characters lives as much as possible because I'm an author! Yay!

just kidding... but yeah, it's going to be a direct sequel. There's obviously going to be some problems politically if Zelda marries Vaati, and then there's the whole thing about trying to get monsters and Hylians to get along that we haven't discussed yet. Sure, Zelda accepts them now, but does the kingdom? Does Link? And then there's the huge issue of pretty much everyone hating Vaati for kidnapping the princess earlier, and being the figurehead for all of the monsters. Because monsters=bad. Oh and Zelda never really proved she was sane, as I implied the last chapter of WIR. Additionally, what would Hyrule's neighboring kingdoms think about their new monster friends? How will it affect political relationships? What about the religious side of things? I really can't imagine that the people who followed the three goddesses devoutly would be pleased to hear that Hyrule would be pretty much accepting the monsters who sided with Demise. BASICALLY IT'S A MESS AND ZELDA MIGHT HAVE MADE A MISTAKE. But hey it's a great plot device for an author so I had a field day with the story outline.

Also I started thinking: what would be the most horrible thing to happen to a happy couple? When I found my own answer to that, well, I didn't hesitate to inflict it upon my favorite couple of VaaZel :P

The Genre will most likely be Adventure/Romance, since apparently I just can't stay away from the Adventure genre.

Alright enough talk from me. Thank you everyone once again for reading up to this point, and here's the preview of the sequel:

Preview: Forget-Me-Nots and Violets

"That was no accident."

The Helmaroc King lifted his head at the sound of Vaati's voice. The sorcerer was sitting on a nearby boulder, his back hunched over ponderingly. The two of them were resting near the peak of a rocky overlook, trying to discern what had happened in the last several hours. To be honest, the Helmaroc King had always suspected something like this might happen soon, but the way it had unfolded… now that was something he hadn't expected. It had been a while since the wind mage had uttered any word, and the great bird almost appeared relieved that the silence had been broken. "What makes you say that?" he asked, even though he himself knew the answer. The Helmaroc King preened his feathers feigning disinterest, but his eyes glanced back towards the sorcerer from time to time, betraying his curiosity.

"It's too convenient, that's why," Vaati mused, a small smile on his face. However, there was a dangerous edge to his voice that indicated he was a hair's breadth away from exploding in violent anger. "Immediately afterwards they are all blaming me for placing a curse on the princess. Everyone is certain that my arcane knowledge was to blame for convincing Zelda to allow monsters to roam freely in Hyrule. And then the plague hits," Vaati snorted bitterly, "Perfect timing, wouldn't you agree?"

"Indeed a perfect way to frame you," Helmaroc nodded. Vaati fell back to brooding silence again, and the great bird couldn't help but notice. "That's not what is bothering you, though, is it?"

Vaati laughed in short, harsh chuckles. That smile was still on his face, but it was demented. Broken. The sorcerer finally turned to look at the Helmaroc King, laughing as he did so. If the stoic bird was actually concerned about him, then he must have looked incredibly pitiful. He chuckled to himself some more while the Helmaroc King waited patiently for the sorcerer to explain, and then eventually his laughter died down, almost abruptly, into a deadly calm. There was a memory that haunted Vaati. He couldn't get rid of it, much as he tried. He could still see her face; her blue eyes filled with terror and disgust…

Wretched monster!

Vaati sighed heavily. Disgust. Disgust! Of all the emotions he had to endure from her, it had been that one. Hate… hate he could deal with. Hate was simply a different kind of passion, and one that he was well acquainted with. But disgust? She'd looked upon him like an insect that she couldn't dare look at. Once upon a time that same face had looked at him with warmth and joy. They'd laughed together and shared memories together, and even in the most difficult times she'd led him to believe that they could conquer it together. He couldn't face that expression of disgust again.

Guards, who is that man who stands before me?

Her voice had wavered slightly, betraying her fear. She'd been afraid. Afraid of him. The voice held back and demanded he keep his distance. Her heart was closed and guarded.

"She didn't know who I was, Helmaroc," Vaati mumbled softly. "She didn't recognize me."

I will never forget you.

"She doesn't remember me."

The words fell heavily out of his mouth, each one carrying a greater weight than the last. It was the truth he'd avoided in the past few hours because he didn't want to believe it. He didn't want to believe that all the times they had spent together, learning about each other, was gone. Despite the promises of never forgetting, Princess Zelda had lost her memories of the time she'd spent with him at the Palace of Winds.

The Helmaroc King ruffled his feathers, an equivalent of a shrug. He didn't really understand why the Lord was so distraught over this development; then again, he didn't really understand why the creatures of Light placed so much importance on relationships and feelings. The sly glint of a hunter gleamed in his eye as he looked towards the sky in the direction of Hyrule castle. Even if he didn't understand anything about feelings, he could make sure to keep Lord Vaati on the honorable path of reclaiming his respect. Vengeance. "What are you going to do about it, Lord Vaati?" he asked slowly, an invisible grin tugging along the corners of his battle-scarred beak.

Vaati stirred at the question. He started speaking contemplatively at first, and then his voice began to hold more conviction. He knew what he had to do. There was only one thing he could do. "The princess's memory loss was no accident," he repeated, "someone made her lose her memories. They most likely wanted to pit Hyrule and the monsters together, just like in the past. They wanted to get rid of me." He was snickering darkly now between his words, and his red eyes burned with rage. "I'll find the one responsible, and they'll regret ever making a fool of me. I'll unleash all of the hellish monsters on them until they reverse what they've done to Zelda. If they can't, I'll end them"

Vaati's fingers curled into fists.

"And I'll win her over again if I have to."