Chapter 1: The Fire King and the Ice Queen

"Welcome to the Hunter's Guild!" A guild receptionist waved at a hunter clad in G-rank Rathalos gear. Behind him, trailed a mob of hunters and huntresses.

"Yo, I'm like your biggest fan! Can I party up with you?"

"I've heard so much about you. Party up with me please!"

"C'mon man, party up with me!"

"No, me!"
"Me!"

"I'm the better hunter here. Only I deserve to join him."

"Bullshit!"

Said hunter simply ignored them and quietly slipped away, leaving his fans arguing outside the guild hall. 'Pfft, like hell I'll party up with them.' The hunter approached the quest board and was busy choosing a quest. His eyes landed on a specific quest which involved slaying a Silver Rathalos and Gold Rathian. 'This will do I guess.' His hand reached for the quest sheet. At the same time another hand reaches for the same quest sheet. Their hands came into contact with each other.

"Oi! Hands off, that quest is mine."

"Really? I was certain that I reached for it first. Besides, a quest of that caliber can only be handled by someone skilled in that field of expertise." The hunter glances at the direction of the voice. He was greeted by a pair of amber colored eyes, long silver colored hair and a cold stare . It was a huntress, clad in what looked like G-rank Barioth gear.

"Are you mocking me woman?"

"Mocking is commoners term and thus, is incorrect. The correct derogatory term would be deriding." She smirked. "I doubt you even know what that means. As expected from a commoner."

"Yeah, you are mocking me. So, you think a "commoner" like me can't handle this sort of task. Frankly, I'm quite offended."

The huntress scoffed at his remark, "Yes, because judging by your choice of apparel and…weapon, I would say there's a chance you might not come back here alive."

"Oh, so you're saying, that because of my G-rank Rathalos gear and my Greatsword, I won't come back alive? Sounds to me like you're concerned for my wellbeing. I'm flattered." He flashed a sarcastic grin. The huntress gave him a cold glare.

"Concerned? As if. Commoners like you don't concern me. I was only concerned on what to do with your gear when your gone. I just can't simply let good gear like that go to waste." She retorted. "I was thinking of giving it to my Father. Perhaps he, an old man could make better use of that gear than its previous owner."

"Oh, so now you're saying my gear is good. If you're going to complement me, say it clearly to my face next time babe." He snickered at his own remark.
"Don't you dare call me…babe. Like hell will I be with commoners like you."

"Still going with the "commoner" thing. Also, when did it suddenly lead to the topic of relationships?"

"Ask that yourself, disrespecting, lowlife, idiot commoner…"

"What did you just call me you bitch?!" The tension escalated in the room. Other hunters and huntresses noticed two hunters going at it. They moved closer, curious as to what the two hunters were bickering about. "No way… Is that, Siegfried the Fire King and Eris the Ice Queen?"

Everyone in the hall muttered to one another.

"I heard about those two. Two very skilled, elite hunters who always work solo. Siegfried was known for his fiery temperament and is a monster during a hunt. Eris's cold glare could make any hunter cower in fear. Coupled with her ruthlessness during a hunt, she is also quite the monster."

"I also heard they reject anyone who wishes to party up with them."

"Oh, that's too bad."

"I heard the last time anyone partied up with either of them, poor bastards never saw the light of day."

"They look really mad."

"Think they're going to fight?"

"I don't know, but if they do it would provide quite the spectacle."

Siegfried and Eris glared at each other, fury can be seen in their eyes.

"As expected from a commoner like you, always quick to anger. Can't handle a few insults from a woman, can't you?"

"I've handled my fair share of bitchy women thank you very much. I can say the same to you, Your Majesty." He sarcastically replied. The situation only escalated as they continued to insult each other. Both were just about to unsheathe their weapons when…

" Well, well what do we have here?" A short, stout Wyverian man approached them. Everyone stopped and stared at the small figure standing before them.

"Guild Master…" They said in union.

The Guild Master scanned the two bickering hunters. "Siegfried, Eris. Two elite hunters, here in my Guild Hall? Hohoho!" Siegfried and Eris looked at him in confusion.

"It would seem as if you both are after the same quest. Might I suggest a solution to this predicament?" He approached the quest board and reached for the quest sheet. He brought it to the reception table. Picking up a feather pen, he scribbled down something on the paper before handing it over to the Guild Receptionist. She looked at him in confusion but nodded in agreement and stamped the paper. She handed it over to the Guild Master.

"To solve this problem, I signed both your names on the paper. That way you both could do the quest. As the Guild Master, I order you two to complete the quest and return me. Think of it as a favor of sorts." He winked at both of them. Siegfried and Eris blinked twice in unison.

"WHAT?!"