Sheena stumbled along, not used to his new form. And the fur was unbearable! He was hot, tired, and miserable. And he was a squirrel. A squirrel! Sheena pondered the many reasons something like this could happen to him and simply came to one conclusion.

God hates me.

It was plain and simple, as the sky was blue, and the grass was green. It was the only explanation for this situation. He actually had something in his life to look forward to. He had a date. With a girl. And a really cute one at that. So of course, some target lady with a grudge would show up and screw things up by turning him into a squirrel. Could things possibly get any worse? Five consecutive blows to the head informed him that things could indeed get worse. He rose up from the ground to see five squirrels, in masks and capes. He recognized them as the same squirrels from a couple of days ago, and realized that they could probably beat him to death while he was in this form. The squirrels surrounded him and made menacing gestures and sounds. Well as menacing as a squirrel can get.

The yellow clad squirrel chucked an acorn at Sheena. "Sylvara told us to fetch you. So you're coming with us. Dont know why we need another pretty boy squirrel though. We already got Mikmik and Mukamik here!"

The hot pink clad squirrel spoke up. "Dearest friend Mukukaracha. Surely our wonderous band could accept as many beautiful people and things as possible. He has obviously repented his barbaric ways, and decided to walk the path of the enlightened!"

The yellow clad squirrel scowled. "One day, I will kill you, Mukamik."

The white clad squirrel cleared his throat. "Stop that. Both of you. He'd obviously make a fine addition to the group."

The turqouise clad squirrel swooned. "Oh Mikmik, your sooo smart! And cute too!" The squirrel then looked at Sheena. "And you are too!" The squirrel dashed to Sheena and hopped up, latching on to his squirrely neck like a vise, and kissing him on the cheek repeatedly. "My names Makuki, nice to meetcha!" The squirrel then swooned again.

Sheena realized this squirrel thing might not be so bad.

The grey clad squirrel finally spoke. "That girl is a weak link to the group, and should be removed."

"Myakmoko, relax."

"I will never relax Mikmik! Not till that bastard Jokel pays for what he's done!"

Mukukaracha slapped his forehead. "You still hung up on that squirrel poacher?"

Myakmoko turned and glared. "That stinking human trash killed my family! And you call it a hang up?" The grey clad squirrel clenched his fists.

Sheena had to use every ounce of his will to not laugh at the idea of a squirrel poacher.

The leader, Mikmik, intervened. "Enough. We have to return to the base. Follow us Mukeena!" The white clad squirrel then proceeded to fly to the Muse Greenhill border. Sheena shrugged his shoulders and attempted to follow the group.

The squirrel poacher looked up at the sky and saw them flying in formation. He smiled slightly, and began to follow. They can lead me to my prey, and add to my collection. Today would be a good hunt indeed. He began to sprint towards the border, urged on by his Gale rune. He licked his lips in anticipation of what was to come.

The five squirrels and Sheena, (so I guess that's six squirrels) finally arrived at a clearing deep in the forest. There was a makeshift wooden throne, and on this throne sat the largest squirrel Sheena had ever seen.

It looked as it could topple buildings with a swat, and eat grown people as a snack. It laughed and the earth shook. Sheena also noticed the Target Lady that had caused his current condition, who sat there with a smug smile on her face. "Enjoying your new form, boy? I must say it certainly looks more delicious..."

Before Sheena could speak up, the head squirrel, Mikmik hopped to attention. "Madame Sylvara, we have acquired the target as you wanted. Notice he is unharmed." The Target Lady nodded her approval, and Mikmik smiled broadly.

Mukukaracha muttered. "Might want a tissue for your nose, Mikmik... You should really watch where you stick it."

"Why you...." Mikmik pounced on Mukukaracha, and the two rolled around in a blur of white and yellow. Makuki quickly joined the fray."Mukukaracha, you hurt Mikmik and I'll take your nuts and beat you over the head with them!" Mukukaracha then broke Mikmik's nose.

Sheena simply busted out laughing as Makuki took a sack of walnuts and proceeded to pound Makukaracha to death with them. Mukamik stepped forward. "Madame Sylvara, your extreme emminent elegance. I apologize profusely for the savage behavior of these barbaric ruffiACCK!" Mukamik was quickly cut off in mid sentence by being sucked into the vortex of meleeing squirrels. By this time Sheena was rolling on the floor, about to die from laughter. Myakmoko simply scowled the whole time.

The giant squirrel simply rose to his feet, and gave the rolling ball of squirrels a kick. They proceeded to dart across the ground and hit a tree with a solid thwacking sound. The four squirrels sprawled out on the dirt floor in a heap. The giant squirrel then turned to Sheena. "I guess you're wondering why you are here. It has come to my attention that you may be the son of a prominent tactician from the Toran Republic. So I had Sylvara and her lackeys make you into this new form, so that you could impart the knowledge you obviously should have inherited."

Sheena glanced up, and looked the huge squirrel over. "So let me get this straight. You turned me into a squirrel over who my father was." Sheena then glanced over at the target lady, then back to the squirrel. "Just who the hell do you think you are?"

The squirrel walked up as close as possible to Sheena and glared down at the boy-squirrel. "Who am I? My name is Alfred Forsythe Johnson Octavius Augustus Mukumonious the third. But you can call me god." The squirrel then kicked Sheena square in the chest, sending him flying. "To anger me is to tempt death. I am the crusher of civilizations. I am destined to rule this world with an iron fist, and to bring glory to my squirrel brethren. All I need are 3 things. The Soul Crusher, The Squirrel Lord rune, and a tactician."

Sheena simply rose to his feet, and shot the power hungry squirrel a smirk. "Well you'd best look elsewhere. I'm no tactician, I'm just a girl crazy boy... Erm... squirrel."

Before the giant squirrel could reply, a somewhat unimpressive man leapt from the woods, eyes glancing about madly. His gaze finally settled on Squirrelzilla. "I'm gonna be rich! Well maybe not rich, but I'll be able to eat for a week at least!" The man drew his sword and dove at the massive beast. The man was then swatted away like a fly.

Myakmoko quickly assaulted the fallen poacher. "Jokel! I finally have you where I want you! Prepare to die a million deaths!" The squirrel then proceeded to pummel the poachers face, but the blows had relatively no effect. The squirrel was simply thrown off, and Jokel rose to his feet, his cyclone rune glowing. Squirrelzilla's own Wind rune gave a glow of its own, and the two warriors stared each other in the eye. "Foolish Human. Run while you can."

"Shut up you stupid squirrel! I'll have your hide, and be moderately wealthy!"

The sky went black, and the wind picked up to an intolerable pace. The two enemies simply uttered two words simultaneously.

"The Shredding."

The woods were quickly swaying in several large tornadoes, focused on the clearing where Sheena and the squirrels were. With nothing firmly planted to hold onto, all the area's inhabitants were sucked up into the set of funnel clouds and shot off in different directions. The last thing Sheena saw was Jokel and Squirrelzilla flying by, locked in a death grip. Then the ground became the sky, the sky became the ground, and Sheena realized he was headed straight for a small port town head first. He simply closed his eyes, and braced for the impact.

Charlotte quietly swept away some dust from the front porch of her dad's shop, wondering if Sheena was going to actually show. Probably not she thought. He's probably got better things to do than a date with me. Her train of thought was quickly dirupted though, as a high pitched sound came from the sky. Charlotte couldn't quite put her finger on it, but it sounded like a long drawn out Mu sound. She looked up to see a squirrel shaped comet, streaking for the dock area. She quickly dropped her broom and began pursuit of the odd phenomenon.

Sheena looked at the rapidly approaching ground, and resigned himself to death. The only way he could possibly survive this was if he could fly. Self realization kicked in. He was a flying squirrel now! Of course he could fly. He quickly angled his arms so the flaps of skin hanging there would catch wind. His descent quickly slowed, and a smile crossed his face. He then looked at where he was about to land and frowned. Ok, so he couldnt fly well. He crash landed into the water, and began to flail his limbs wildly, sure that he was going to drown. He looked up and saw a set of arms, like an angel sent from heaven, reaching to scoop him out of the water. He looked up at the face and saw Charlotte and smiled.

"You poor thing.. What happened?" Charlotte quickly rushed back to her house with Sheena in tow. Upon reaching her room, she laid the squirrel on her bed, and fetched a towel to dry it off with. Sheena looked up at a clock on the wall and sighed. What a rough 24 hours... He then remembered the target lady's words.

"You like to beat on my squirrels for fun and play? Lets see how you enjoy that life for a day!"

Sheena looked around in horror, as he felt several pains strike him. "Oh no... Anytime but now!" He looked down and realized he had left his clothes behind where he had been cursed. He had to get out of here fast! But it was too late. Another wave of pain hit him, and he crumpled into a little furry heap on the floor.

Charlotte quickly ran back into the room, worried for the squirrel, who was shrieking in agony. She entered the room and quickly looked around for the squirrel, but the shrieking had stopped. She heard a voice from behind her. "Charlie honey? What was that noise?"

"Nothing dad! Just a new pet I found!"

Charlotte's father just shook his head. "You take in any stray you can find dont you?" He quickly glanced around the room. "Well where.. Or should I say what... is it?"

Sheena struggled to his feet, trying to shake off the pangs of sleep. "Man... What a weird dream..." He then looked around, and realized he wasnt where he should be. First clue? A rather red faced Charlotte, who could do little more than giggle. Second clue? An extremely red faced Charlotte's father, who could do little more than growl. Third clue? He was in a girl's bed room, without a stitch of clothing, and had just been found by an irate father. Yep. Sheena realized he was not where he should be... All this could only add up to one conclusion.

God hates me. And he wants me dead.