The Seventh chapter in the story that I have decided to call "The New Beginning, the new betrayal". Also, how often do you want me to post a week and what days? I will try to do them as best as I can do. Anyways, enjoy. "Picket, why are you looking at me so... so different", Jacks said now sweating. "No apparent reason", Picket said as he looked at Jacks's sheath. Picket desperately wanted to look at his sword but strained himself not to. "Well, I'm going to see Wezzie", Picket said walking off. Weezie had something to tell him. He remembered the desperateness in her voice. "Terrors, Terrors, Terrors", Weezie had said. Picket began to laugh at his girlfriends action. He meant no offense. He just really loved Weezie. He arrived at Weezie's farm. He remembered the first time he came here. Weezie had tried to shoot him with her bow. He remembered there first walk and the so called "Black Clad" that had "captured" them. That was all during the war. Just think of the things him and Wezzie could do now that the war was over. He walked in. Arien was crying. "Oh" Picket thought. "She must have found out about Helmer. He still hadn't processed everything. Helmer was a traitor, Jacks was acting weird, Kylen had died, and who knows what else. He walked in. " Hello Airen", Picket said. "Hello Picket", he translated through several sobs." Is Weezie here?", he asked. "Up stairs", he made out. He went upstairs. She was practicing her bow. "Hey Weezie" , Picket said. Weezie instantly dropped her bow."Hi Picket", she said in her jolly mood. "I need to talk to you Pick", she said. "I know, I could hear the desperation in your voice", he said in a now serious mood." It's...it's about your mom." Weezie said dead serious." What about her", Picket asked edgy; his heart dropping." So, I was coming by to see you", she began." And you weren't there. I, I guess you were with Helmer. Anyways, I knocked on the door and there was no answer. I knew something was wrong because somebody's always at home", Weezie said. Picket knew she was right." And when I walked in, she... she", she burst out in tears." Dead", she said. Picket didn't know what to do. He started to weep and he got angry at whoever had done this. He had an idea. No, no it couldn't be. "I have to see this" Picket said through tears pouring. He went to check.