So, I'm just trying to clean out my room and papers. I found all these started fics that I never typed. All are on hiatus and most will most likely never be finished. I just thought I would get they up so I can trow my pages away. And I didn't know what to name this.

The humans came again. A new tidal wave of peasants with the intent to kill. This war between the humans and Mazoku had been inevitable despite Yuuri's attempts to form a peaceful bond between them. On the front lines was Yuuri, the Maoh himself, and his chosen protectors. Konrad was leading the front, pushing back any who came within a 10 feet radius of the Maoh.

One man unarmed him with a fearsome swing. Konrad received a slash down the full length of his arm before he regained the upper hand. Gunter blocked an arrow before it hit Yuuri in the head.

"Your Majesty, I don't think it's a good idea for you to be out here." Konrad glanced around them and then back at Yuuri.

"Gunter is right. It's too dangerous. Wolfram, take Yuuri back to the castle. I'll keep up the front line."

Wolfram scoffed grabbing Yuuri's hand, pulling him away. "This is no place for a wimp like you."

"How am I supposed to be able to run a country if I don't even fight to protect it?"

"You make sense, but a guy like you would be torn down before you even reached for Morgif. You can stay and comfort Greta and the maids. Being a good parent is just as important as fighting in this war."

"You're not staying back here with me?"

"Someone needs to be out there in the front. Gunter, make sure he stays in the castle."

"But, Wolfram...I..." Wolfram turned, and not waiting for him to finish, charged away. Somehow Yuuri had not wanted him to leave. He had a bad feeling about letting him go off alone. Yuuri's thought of wording his concern but knew that Gunter would not go against his orders. Especially, since they involved "His Majesty's" safety. Time passed and his worry only increased. He knew that something was wrong.