Hello there. I'm off with another story, this time taking place in Wakfu universe. As usual, please take notice I won't be updating regularly, as it all depends on the amount of time I have for writing the story, and not having a writer's block.
Disclaimer: I do not own Wakfu, it belongs to Ankama.
Disclaimer2: OC, Alys (female Eliatrope) belongs to WishingStarInAJar, whose works you can find here: gallery/65677180/fan-fiction (it would also explain some things, as the story is somehow a continuation of her stories)

Chapter 1: Nightly Visitor

The moon slowly wandered on the night sky, finding itself at the highest spot. The blanket of stars hovered upon the sound-asleep city of Bonta, not a soul on the streets. The moonlight showered into the room, falling upon the laying figure, the steady rising of their chest suggesting a deep slumber. The room was sound, save for the quiet snoring of the small character. Suddenly, the figure's eyes snapped open, wandering through the room in the search of whatever made them wake up. The gaze stopped at the door, a medium-sized eye open and staring at the person.

"What is it, Luis?" the Bontarian master asked, his eyes hinting he wasn't happy about sudden appearance of the Shushu's eye. Luis knew better than to wake up the small master, unless it was truly important.

"There is someone to see you" the Shushu simply stated, sounding a little tired. Master Joris rose a brow, turning around to look outside, taking a notice of the moon still high in the sky. It wasn't the female Eliatrope, that one he was sure about, as Luis would have said so.

"At this hour?" he said more to himself than to the Shushu. The eye made a movement of shrugging at the response. The master debated for a moment, whether he should attend to the visitor, or ask him to come in the morning. Although, thinking about how late it was, the matter must have been important. He sighed, letting go of the remnants of sleep, before he stood up and descended the ladder from his bed to the floor.

"Very well" he nodded, taking his fur mantle and hooded tunic from the hanger, putting them on in a swift, but not hasted manner. "I'll attend to the matter, let him in"

"A please would be nice" the eye mumbled before disappearing, a quiet screech of the front door revealing he abided to the order nevertheless. Master Joris closed a door to his room behind him, and started walking towards the staircase. He descended to the landing and stopped there, taking his time to observe the unexpected visitor. The person was wearing a long black cape, with the hood pulled far over the face. From under the cape he could see dark high-heeled shoes and a strand of red locks, which the figure pushed back inside its hood. A woman, then, he nodded to himself, making a mental note of his observations. He quietly moved down the stairs and towards the guest's turned back.

"I assume the matter at hand must be important, if you search me up at this hour" he said, putting his hands behind his back. The woman turned around quickly, startled by the voice sounding from behind, staring right into the small master's eyes hidden beneath the blue hood. She took a step back in shock, before taking a moment to calm herself down.

"Master Joris Jurgen, I presume" she asked, although the answer was obvious. It was hard not to recognise the famed Bontarian master, his fame inversely proportional to his high. A small nod was the confirmation of her question, before he spoke up.

"It is hardly fair, for you to know my name, while I don't know yours" a polite but demanding question about the woman's identity met with a small smile from under the black hood. She reached out to it, putting it down to reveal her hidden face. Long red locks fell seemingly haphazardly from her head, although there might be a certain pattern to the woman's hairstyle. Her round green eyes stared at the small master from behind a black mask, revealing her as one of the Rogues.

"My name is Dalila, and I'm in search for a specific objects, which I've heard are in your possession" she explained shortly.

Joris' eyes narrowed at the remark, not liking where the conversation was going. Not many things in this Shushu-possessed house were his own, most of them belonging to Kerubim and his shop activities. His thoughts wandered to the brown-coloured Dofus hidden in the depths of the haven bag in his basement. It couldn't be what the woman, Dalila meant, as only Alys and his sons knew it was there. And the woman mentioned objects, which meant she was searching for more than one thing.

"I don't quite understand what you mean" he answered cautiously, mentally reviewing the list of objects he possessed, wondering what the woman was interested in. Whatever it was, he had to make sure she won't get it.

"The Dofus, of course" Dalila replied nonchalantly, her fingers playing with a lock of her hair. "The two of Primodial Dofus, to be exact. I know you have them, Joris Jurgen" her voice drastically changed, as she spit out the Bontarian master's name.

"I don't know where did you learn of them, but I'm afraid you'll have to leave bare handed" he said stoically, his fists clenching behind his back. No matter the use the woman had in mind for the Dofus, he couldn't let her get her hands on the items.

Dalila chuckled at the master's response, her eyes piercing through his small figure.

"I'm afraid I can't do that" she admitted, her hands swiftly drawing a pistol from under her cape and aiming it at the one in front of her and pulling the trigger.

He quickly dodged the shot, moving to the side and looking at the woman from the darkness of his hood. He peeked at the spot the bullet hit, seeing a medium-sized burned hole in the floorboards. His eyes narrowed at the sight, but he quickly got his attention back at the woman, as she fired few more times, which he had to dodge.

"What's all that ruckus? Can't you tend to your matters in silence? I'm trying to sleep!" the angry voice and an open eye over one of the doors in the room signalled Luis noticed the commotion in the shop. His gaze wandered between Joris and the Rogue woman, after it stopped at the few burned holes in the floor and walls.

"Not now, Luis" the master replied, moving fast to avoid being hit, although it wasn't easy in such a cramped space. He would do better outside, but he decided against it, not to cause a commotion in the city.

He suddenly stopped in his movement and fell down, when one of the boards gave in to the many holes it bore, taking the small master to the basement, hitting some of the shelves on his way. He gathered up quickly, just in time to dodge the aerial attack from the Rogue, when she dived right after him. Gathering his speed, he moved away, hiding before one of the shelves. He looked around, to find in which part of the basement he'd found himself, before silently growling. The Dofus the woman was searching for were not far away. He'd have to lure her away from them, as swiftly as possible. Using the darkness of the shelf's shadow, he cautiously peeked at the long corridor, from where the woman should approach. He tensed, when he didn't see her, all his senses set at finding the unwelcome visitor. It was all quiet around him, making the atmosphere more nervous than it already was. His ears picked up a silent sound, someone moving around, but it seemed like it came from the upstairs. His eyes narrowed even more, when he heard his name being called, his sons obviously being woken up by the fight in the shop. His eyes darted to the basement door, standing wide open.

"Luis, close the door" he called, not caring about the Rogue hearing him. His son's safety was more important than him giving out his position. An eye opened over the door, looking at the small master in confusion.

"Did you forget about-" he asked, but was cut out by the master's desperate tone.

"They can't get down here! Not now!" he called, his eyes wide in horror, as he imagined his son's being caught up in the fight. If he struggled with the Rogue woman, his son's wouldn't stand a chance. And he didn't want to lose them yet again.

Picking up the desperation in the small master's voice, Shushu obediently closed shut the door, staring at him expectantly. Another sound, this time from the other side of the basement, caught Joris' attention. It was where he'd hidden the Dofus.

"Whatever you do, I forbid you to open that door!" he called before gaining his speed and rushing towards the source of the sound, not paying attention to the eye's grumbling. He arrived at the spot, and gritted his teeth in annoyance, seeing the chest hiding the precious items wide open and empty. He started scanning the surrounding, when he suddenly felt a hit in his side, making him lose his balance. He tried moving not to let himself fall, but his body seemed to refuse his order. He landed on the ground, not being able to move a muscle, his eyes set on the shadowy figure in front of him. The red-haired Rogue stepped closer, a bag with two Dofus hanging loosely over her shoulder.

"Didn't expect that, did you?" she asked with a smirk, crouching down next to the fallen master. "I guess even the famed Master of Bonta isn't resistant to my Paralysis Touch"

He tried to move his hands, legs, mouth, do anything apart from staring at the woman, but to no avail. It was first time in many centuries he felt so weak and vulnerable. He would grit his teeth in anger, if he could. Instead he just lay there, on the woman's mercy.

"Okay, enough play time" Dalila's voice took him back from his thoughts to the reality. She reached to her bag, and fished out a small pouch. She tossed out some of its content onto her other hand, creating a small pile of purple-sparkling dust. "Now, be a good boy and go to sleep" she said before blowing the dust right into the small master's face. The dust worked immediately, making his eyes heavy, before they closed completely, taking the paralysed master into a deep slumber.

Dalila smiled widely at the fast reaction to the sleeping dust, before standing up and putting the small pouch back inside the bag. She shot a glance at the door to the basement, but seeing it closed and the eye gone, she grinned even more. Her hand reached down to pick up the unconscious master by his tunic, before tucking him under her arm. She took out a small vial from the inside of her bag, drank out its content, and in a matter of seconds, disappeared from the basement, taking the two stolen Dofus and the small master with her.