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Harrison's POV

Jin said his blue eyes meeting Harrison's green ones, "As you know Weissman levels have been all over the place lately. All evidence is leading to the fact a new King has been given a throne. As it stands currently only the Green and Red Swords of Damocles are unclaimed."

Red was unlikely. It was too soon from when Kagutsu died. That and Mikoto was only thirteen or fourteen. He was still too young to receive his throne. If he did come into the power too early it might kill the boy.

Nagare Hisui was more likely than not the new King. He was the youngest recorded King. Even younger than Harrison had been when he first came into his powers.

If Nagare was allowed to go down his own path then history would only repeat itself. They would end up in another war between Kings.

A Kings war wasn't the only thing he had to worry about either. The Wizarding World was in the middle of their first war. If he wanted to save lives then he would stop Voldemort now. Show him the path that he showed Marvolo.

It would be difficult as the man had several horcuxes. Not to mention he didn't know if Regulus survived. If the younger Black survived then there was hope for Marvolo.

He wasn't aware of the silence in the room until he found blue eyes right in his face. The eyes belonged to none other than Jin Hibari. They were gentle and kind. They calmed his thoughts and he focused back on what was happening.

The room had been emptied except for Jin, Zengo, and himself. The two older men's eyes held worry and it was directed at him. Not that this surprised him. They worried about him almost constantly since his return.

He smiled at the man as he said, "I'm fine, Jin."

Zengo snorted, "Kid, if you are fine. I am no longer the Ogre. You haven't heard a word that was said since you arrived. Have you?"

Harrison blushed slightly. It seems they had gotten better at reading him. Six months of practice would do that he guessed. Just like how they could read him. He could read these men.

Harrison answered truthfully coming out of his thoughts, "No. Sorry Jin."

He bowed his head slightly in apology. With the help of these two men he had slowly begun to heal from his past.

"Your fine, Wolf. Where have your thoughts gone? Out of everyone here you would have the best idea of who this might be," Jin's words washed over him.

He knew that the man was correct. The power that sent him to this time was coming. A combined power of his strength and the strength of the Green King.

He replied, "If the Slates keep their previous chosen then Nagare Hisui is the next King. He will be the Green King and he will lead the largest clan ever seen."

His hands shook at the thought. JUNGLE had always been a large clan even before the war. They were larger than the rest of the clans combined. However the difference was that JUNGLE only gave out based on points. True powers were only given to those who proved themselves. It was what made them so hard to fight. Most members thought of it as just a game. Nothing more.

Would Nagare meet with the Grey King again? Would he still be paralyzed and relying on the Slates power to survive?

If he was, then the Damocles Down wasn't what caused the injuries. Somehow he doubted that it would still be the same. Too much had changed for this to still be true.

"You don't believe that. I can see it in your eyes," Harrison started at the soft words. His green eyes met the gentle blue of the King's.

A voice stated from the other side of the room, "King, there is still of him not officially being a clansman."

That had all eyes turning to the speaker. Jin questioned his eyes narrowed in anger, " Daikaku Kokujoji, again? What is his problem now?"

It seemed no matter what time he was in, the Gold King hated him. It seemed that being the Eighth King was enough. This time there was no Weissman to back him up. The man was somewhere on his ship wallowing in self pity.

The man for his part nodded carefully. "He is asking for a meeting unless Wolf is bound to someone. Preferably you, sir."

Harrison had to hold back a snarl. He didn't like the thought of being bound to anyone. The mark on his right wrist showed him to be a member of SCEPTER4. Why couldn't the Gold King just accept it?

Jin however looked contemplative as he gazed at Harrison. The younger man stiffened under the gaze.

For a moment they just considered each other. Then Jin sighed, "The decision is your, Wolf. I will support you no matter the decision," the blue eyes warmed.

Harrison sighed. To be honest he didn't know what to do. His feelings on the matter were conflicted. There was no third party that he could go to either. All his trusted friends weren't born yet. Those who were alive were young and didn't remember him. It hurt but he had to push through it.

Reisi's POV
Dreamscape

A boy with black hair and piercing green eyes was on one knee. His head was bent so that he was looking at the ground. By the looks of him Reisi was even older than this boy but not by much. Maybe two or three years.

A man who looked like an older version of him walked through the Reisi. The man was in a blue uniform with a sword on his left hip. A sheathed sword was in his right hand.

The man moved so that he stood in front of the child. He said, "We of Scepter 4 carry out duties of the sword. Forgiving of neither war in the sanctuary, nor chaos in the world. We will advance with sword in hand, for our cause is pure," the sword in the man's hand touched the child's right shoulder.

A soft blue light surrounded the child as his head came up. Then the boy gained his feet as the man said his blue eyes piercing into both children, "Take my sword. From now on you are one of us. You will help uphold the order of the world. My name is..."

Dreamscape ends

He was thrown out of his dream by his alarm going off. It startled him enough that he fell from his bed. His mind was reeling from what he saw.

Who was that man? Why did it feel like he should know him?

At the same time Reisi knew they had never met before. Then there was that light. It felt like he should know it.