Bloody Accident

"talking"

'thoughts'

Flashbacks

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After Miria had spoken the night before, nobody spoke. Though, you could tell that Helen wanted to speak. Clare spent the whole night thinking about what had happened. Clare knew that while what Miria said was bitter, she knew why. He was the only male warrior alive now. The Organization would do it's best to send the two of them on suicide missions to try to kill Raki without it being obvious.

The next morning, Raki showed up at the room wearing his armor and sword. The sword had his symbol at the base of the blade, just above the hilt, on both sides. His breastplate had it engraved on the right side of it. What made the four stare, was that instead of empty indents, he had each symbol inlaid with ruby's. It looked like someone melted the gems down and poured them into the empty space.

After getting over their shock, the group moved as one to the gate. They knew that this was the last time that they would see each other for a long time. They each gave their own silent goodbye's, and split into different directions, only Clare and Raki staying together.

After several hours of walking in a random direction, Clare finally broke the silence between the two.

"Raki… I'm sorry… for what happened to you. Can you ever forgive me?" she asked.

She knew that she was different before joining the Organization. While she may have wanted to become a warrior, other would never have wanted it. She could only hope that he wasn't one of those that would have never wanted this, for if he was, she may never be able to forgive herself for ruining the once innocent boys life.

Raki, after hearing hear, took a glance at her for a moment. When he did, he could see that she was really torn up inside because she was a part of the accident that forced him to find a different way of life.

He sighed quietly.

While he was angry with her for her part, he knew it was an accident. He thought about it for a sort while and came to another realization. He knew that he should answer her soon, even if he was now sarcastic, and slightly cold, he just couldn't let her suffer more.

"Clare, I do partially blame you for what happened, but if it didn't happen, my wound would have killed me. So instead of you apologizing to me, I should be thanking you. Yes, you did have a hand if changing me, but you also saved my life. Would you be adverse to starting over? The way I see it, we are stuck together for a while, so why not be friends? That would make our 'partnership' more bearable. If you want to, I would like to forget the past, and move on as friends." he said calmly.

When Raki first started talking, Clare was crushed. However, as he continued to talk, she slowly let the pain that she had of her past actions, and buy the time Raki finished talking, she let a smile slip onto her face, the first in many years.

"Yes," she said. "I would like that."

Raki smiled. He had a friend that he could now relate to.

This looked to be the best choice he had made in a long time.

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3 weeks later

The past three weeks had been good on the two. As Raki and Clare traveled, they would talk, spar, or just enjoy the companionship. Both had gotten stronger and faster over the weeks. Though while Raki improved by steps and jumps, Clare had improved by leaps and bounds, mostly due to training with someone far stronger than her.

They had also gotten closer to each other, their friendship increasing. They learned about each others pasts and more about each other in terms of style and working together. They were able to fight in perfect synchronization when facing strong or multiple opponents.

While the Organization had yet to give Raki his rating mission, they had sent him and Clare on many impossible missions…. Were it not for the fact that each time, their strength, speed, and ability's increased dramatically.

In fact, Clare's improvement didn't go unnoticed, as the Organization had promoted her several times. Clare now held number 21 in the Organization, a big leap from 47.

Now they were heading north, where they were told to meet up with Rubel for Raki's placement mission. After several days walking, they arrived at a small town and went to the inn, where they were instructed to go. When the two entered, they noticed that Rubel was sitting alone at a corner table, and went to join him.

As soon as they were seated, Rubel spoke.

"Raki, the Organization has decided what your placement shall be. There is a warrior in the Organization that care's little for the lives of humans or comrades. We have learned that whenever she is teamed up with one or two other people she kills them and whoever saw her do it, then blames it on the yoma. You are to take her out for her treason. You shall then gain her number. Do you accept?" Rubel asked.

Raki nodded, before he spoke.

"Where is she, and what is her number?" he said.

" She is waiting for her team for an awakened hunt north of here at a town named Gonahl. You and Clare are to help her take out the awakened one, then her. She if Number 4, Ophelia." he said with a smile.

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The two traveled silently for several hours. Both thinking about the mission about to take place. Finally the two reach Gonahl at midday. Walking through the place, they saw that several buildings were in ruins. Arriving in the town plaza, they saw a woman sitting on a large stone in the middle of the plaza. As soon as they walk into the plaza, the woman spoke.

"Oh, Hello." she said, turning to face them. "What's with the guy?"

Shortly after the group separated, and Raki and Clare became friends, she taught him how to suppress his Yoki when he was not using it. Surprisingly, he was talented in this area and could switch between radiating Yoki and suppressing it to the point that it was unnoticeable in seconds. It was no wonder that Ophelia would think that he was a regular human.

"We are the other two members of the awakened team." Raki said calmly.

"Oh, Really? I didn't know that there were any male warriors. Unless your Awakened ones yourself!" she said darkly before she seemingly disappeared.

Raki reacted quickly and unsheathed his sword, and slashing down to were Clare was second's before. There was a loud clang of swords meeting, loud enough that the noise would have left a human unable to hear for several hours, before there was an explosion of dust and rock 20 ft. away from where Raki and Clare were, as while Raki had blocked Ophelia, Clare kicked her away from the two as soon as Ophelia's sword struck Raki's. Clare had gotten much faster than she was before she first met Raki, so she was now able to keep up with people of much higher ranking.

Ophelia slowly climbed out of the rubble, her left arm twisted in several places with blood running down her arm, making it useless for a short time. Ophelia growled deep in her throat, before launching herself straight at the two.

When she was about to reach them, Raki pulled out one of his daggers and held it in his right hand, as he switched his great sword to his left. He then launched himself at Ophelia faster than either of the other two could see. As he passed Ophelia he slashed his dagger in what people would have seen as a wild pattern (if they could see it, that is), while he held his great sword in a reverse grip, and slammed the blade into the ground, which slowed him in seconds and coming to a complete stop a few feet away from where he slammed his blade into the stone.

Unfortunately for Ophelia, the wild pattern was not wild. Cuts quickly appeared on her body, most cutting tendons and veins, when she hit the ground, she was not able to stop as she had planned, and slammed into a thick stone wall.

Raki's style, Clare learned, was to move at a tremendous speed to disable an opponent, which involved making sure they couldn't move, before going in for the kill. Unfortunately, at the speed he needs to move at, he cannot stop quickly, which is why he slams the blade of his sword into the ground, it makes him stop quickly. She had watched as he had torn apart many yoma and awakened one's with his style. It was a brutally efficient style.

Raki moved slowly towards Ophelia, thinking that she wouldn't be able to get away before he got to her. That proved to be one of his worst mistakes he had made in underestimating the high ranked warrior.

When he was several feet away from her, he was blasted away by a surge of Yoki.

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