The story is one of a kind. I don't plan on writing a sequel to it, ever. I don't *want* to write a sequel. Here's why:
They say a person grows as a writer when they kill off one of their favorite characters. Well, in this story, I did just that. You'll have to read it to find out who I killed, but let me tell you, I cried my eyes out doing it and I've decided that I won't write a sequel because I don't want to write a full Guild story without this character in it. So this story is a stand-alone.
As usual, I don't own the characters, I just own the idea and the story. My muses are saints even if they do drive me crazy and make me write things I never would have written if it wasn't for their imaginations.
This story is dedicated to PJ simply because he's the one who helped me develop the Guild members as much as I have and without that help, a lot of my work would never have existed.
This story was entered in the X-Day 2003 competition. 7 people voted for it in the competition. Its final rating was 6.7142.