X-D I have to write this. I CANNOT write without writing this. X-D X-D

Say, how did Lucien get into the DB? Well, lucky for you, I have the answer. Based off a rather, inspring piece of art on DA, I give you,

HOW LUCIEN LACHANCE WAS INDUCTED INTO THE DB!

With a small cameo from a Speaker that was mentioned in 'Divine'.

--ST

Is This Apple Really Okay To Take?

Lucien Lachance was a lanky and awkward eleven-year-old, but as a result, incredibly fast. Indeed, he couldn't count high enough to know that over the billions of times he had nicked or stolen food from the market district without any of the shopkeeper's knowing. It was very, very high.

But this time, he had come across something truly amazing.

A poisoned apple.

The delicate, red orb bounced up and down as Lucien leisurely crossed across the cobblestone streets. Glancing mischievously at the apple. He wouldn't dare kill anyone, oh no. But he could surely accidentally leave it somewhere. After all, wasn't that what the shopkeeper was doing, selling a thing like this? The shopkeeper would've accidentally killed whomever he sold it too, and if it wasn't for a poor cat Lucien had taken pity on, that person would've been Lucien.

Oh, but Lucien didn't care, he had escaped death plenty of times before now as well.

Crossing carefully towards the Waterfront, Lucine glanced warily around him. He, most certainly, didn't like the Waterfront. It was nasty, and dark and… full of creepy pedophiles. Yeah, that's it.

Creeping along the Garden Of Dareloth, Lucien felt a hand suddenly grip his sack cloth shirt, and he was whipped around.

In front of him, stood a dirty, grubby old beggar with nasty, crooked yellow teeth. And a hungry look in his eyes. Lucien's dark eyes widened as the beggar snatched the poisoned apple from his hand.

"No!" Lucien yelled, but the beggar pushed him, and he landed softly on the grass with a thud. The beggar took a large bite out of the apple, and wolfed it down easily, as though he hadn't eaten for days. Lucien gulped, and the beggar shot him reproachful eyes. The beggar grunted,

"Got anything else? Gimme it, or I'll shank ya!"

Lucien scooted backwards as the beggar walked towards him. And suddenly, the beggar's eyes widened and he gripped his throat. And in less than a fraction of a second, the nasty beggar fell over dead. Lucien blinked.

"Oh… well damn."

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"Um… Listener Vicente?"

Vicente turned around, flashing his fangs happily at the red-haired Speaker in front of him. Speaker Rouge Debois was holding a torch, as the two had met in secret during the dark, in front of the Gold Tower. Speaker Debois gulped as she caught sight of what suspiciously looked like a trickle of blood down Vicente's upper lip, shadowed by his hood.

"Yes, Speaker Rouge?" Vicente asked in his gentlemanly manner, Rouge gave a slight shudder as she replied,

"Um… are you sure it's okay to induct this… Lucien Lachance?"

"Please," Vicente closed his eyes and looked reproachfully up at the two moons. "He was going to leave that apple around so that Imperial City bully, Armand Christophe could eat it. He was going to murder anyway, Miss Debois. And besides, I think he'll be a fitting last recruit before I retire back to Executioner!"

Rouge hung her head and slumped her shoulders. The torch in her hand dipped lightly.

"Very well, Vicente… Whatever you say."

As she turned to leave, Vicente heard Rouge say something about him being a 'tattered old bat', but Vicente ignored her. After all, today was his final day as Listener.

The moral of this story is,

Don't eat apples. They won't keep the doctor away for a day. They could be poisoned! X-D