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Lycia, Anaiva, Hato System
"Keep running Amelia!"
She knew that Jark Matter would come for her eventually. She just wasn't expecting it to be during her first concert back home after she split from her ex.
Looking over her shoulder at her manager's words, she skidded to a stop long enough to grab him by the arm and pull him along, away from the half-dozen Jark Matter soldiers that were chasing them. "N-not gonna let them get you, Ichiro," she panted, turning a corner into an alley to hopefully hide and catch their breath until they were gone.
"There they are!"
Welp, that obviously wasn't going to happen. Turning around, she gently pushed Ichiro behind the dumpster and picked up a rusty pipe about as long as she was tall. Turning back to face the soldiers, she narrowed her eyes. "Bring it, creeps," she growled.
The soldiers looked at each other, then back at her before going in for the attack. Amelia smirked a bit then swung the pipe around, slamming it into their faces whenever they got close enough.
It took about five minutes but they were finally unconscious, Amelia sinking to her knees as exhaustion set in. "I-Ichiro….?" she said as she looked around.
"Amelia..." he said, creeping out from behind the dumpster and crouching down beside her. "You okay?"
"Will be," she said, collapsing against the man she'd considered a brother ever since she took him on as her manager. Looking back at the soldiers, she finally hauled herself up to her feet and glared at them. "If it was my ex who sent you guys after me, you go right back and tell him that not only am I going to fight him, I'll fight the rest of Jark Matter too."
Not that they could hear her since they were unconscious but she had to say it.
A sudden flash of light out of nowhere caused her to squeak for a moment, and when it faded, she just stared at the object left behind. "Is that…?" she breathed, reaching up to touch it, only for it to fall into her hand when she did.
"A Kyutama…" Ichiro breathed as Amelia cupped it in both hands, staring at the lavender globe.
Remembering the story her parents used to tell her about the legend when she was a child, Amelia blinked in awe. "That means-"
"That means you've been chosen to help save the universe," said a voice from the end of the alley. Both Ichiro and Amelia looked to see a figure that looked like a humanoid dragon step into the light.
They looked at each other then back at the speaker and only said one word in unison.
"What."
