Innocence
Neema Amiry: Nice chapter
Glad you liked it!
(Guest) Cinder: Cool story. Avenger X Saber?
...Maaaaaaayyyyybbbeeeeeee
BlueChappy: This story is funny and quite interesting. The banters between Rin and Avenger also how Avenger and Shirou interracted to each other. The funny part when Shirou asked Rin about Emotional Flab and Avenger is laughing! Both boys~ and the tsundere Master are so much fun to read! Keep writing till end! ShirouxRinxAvengerxSaber!
I'm really glad that you are enjoying this story. But a fourway relationship with the Servants and the Masters, I don't see it. I really don't get harems and polyamorous relationships in general, I honestly believe it's unrealistic and seeing those relationships IRL is insanely rare and often in weird circumstances. I mean, look at Sister Wives! But RinxShirou is my freaking OTP, neck and neck with SakuraxShirou, and AvengerxSaber seems kinda cute. So yeah, I may have two separate two person relationships, but I'm not going to do a fourway relationship with all of them. Sorry!
Now let's get back into the misadventure of a dope, a tsundere, a Qing (new word for female king), and a wackjob.
"Speaking"
"Thinking"
Different Language
"Berserker Speaking, Powerful Spell or Noble Phantasm"
Question: Should I keep using the Japanese honorifics?
And: Do you people want to see AvengerxSaber?
LET ME KNOW MY BEAUTIFUL READERS! pls… (T^T)
Avenger smiled absentmindedly as he looked over the book in his dreamscape. He was guessing that he was either in a lost vessel created or found by his ancestors, or that this was something he had inadvertently created. He also considered that he was merely looking in a mirror of his own unconscious mind, a small look into his very soul.
He flipped to a new page in the book, and dug in.
First Miracle
To the Umbra family, the events that shaped the universe are all miracles due to the hundreds upon hundreds of slim chances and impossible odds that led to the world's creation.
The First Miracle is the difference between Light and Dark, as that led to Hot and Cold, and Good and Evil. The family's magic is unique in that it directly controls and manipulates light and dark, not creating something that emits light.
For Example: A mage can create a flame, which creates light. Therefore, the mage indirectly created light. The Umbras found a way to bypass that boundary and create light itself, enabling them to manipulate shadows and light to their advantage.
The magic can bend light itself, making it a powerful tool for illusions. They also discovered that Light and Dark also existed in humans, and could harvest it as raw energy. The family reportedly harnessed this power towards the end of the Age of Gods, making it slightly closer to True Magic than the magic of other families that existed around that time.
The family's dream was to bypass mortality, and with the power of the Root to create a new world, where True Magics would be commonplace and could be achieved by even regular humans.
In short, they wanted a world untouchable by God.
"Untouchable by God? Interesting." Avenger commented. He heard low humming from behind him, and turned to see the girl from before.
"It almost seems vain, does it not? They wanted a world without the interference of rules and religion, but they were destroyed by those who claimed it was for God." The girl commented as she picked at her nails, a innocent grin on her face.
"Yes, if they only focused on changing this world instead of creating a new one, perhaps I wouldn't be even sitting here and my family would be held as one of the most respected." Avenger said amused.
"Indeed."
Avenger woke to darkness, and grimaced as he turned on the light to check the clock on the wall. "11 o'clock? The hell am I awake for?"
He slipped back on a white shirt, and stepped out of his room and walked to the kitchen for a glass of water. As he stepped through the hallway, the moon illuminating the area ever so slightly, he noticed something strange.
A dull light and mana signature was coming from the shed, which was puzzling to the white haired man. He slid open the front door and crept to the sheds small window, and peeked in.
Shirou was sitting down and intently focusing on a pipe in his hand while saying an aria, mana flowing from his palm and into the metal. After several seconds of silent concentration, and the pipe cracked slightly.
"Ah crap, another failure." Shirou cursed with a sour expression, but it faded as soon as Avenger opened the door.
"The hell you doing up? Last time I checked humans need to sleep, we must have evolved very rapidly since my era." Avenger joked as he walked inside the shed and sat down with his legs crossed next to Shirou.
"What'cha doing?" "I'm practicing my Reinforcement magic." Shirou replied.
"Reinforcement," Avenger said, emphasizing every syllable. "I'm not familiar with that type of magic, care to explain?"
"Reinforcement is just that, reinforcing a objects properties. If I reinforced a rock, it would make it harder. If I reinforced a stove it would burn hotter while using less power."
Shirou half expected Avenger to have spaced out or found something else to occupy himself, but he strangely hadn't. He was focusing entirely on Shirou and his explanation, nodding along with the teens sentences.
"Sounds like that could be pretty powerful magic, could you demonstrate?" Avenger asked, to which Shirou nodded and grabbed a small pocket knife.
"Trace On." Shirou stated, and Avenger watched intrigued as he saw prana flow from they boys hand and into the knife, but suddenly panicked and hurriedly slapped the knife out of Shirous hand.
"Christ Almighty kid, what the hell are you doing?! Trying to kill yourself?" Avenger questioned sternly.
Shirou threw his hands up in surrender, sweat running down his brow. He had no idea why Avenger had acted so strangely, one second he was reinforcing a knife, and the next he was getting berated by a Servant.
"Care to explain why you're using your nerves as a false magic circuit when you have circuits already?" Avenger asked, his finger in Shirous face while the boy only sweat harder.
"I don't have any idea on what am I doing wrong? I have to make a magic circuit any time I want to perform magic, the same goes for you, right?" Shirou asked.
Avenger grabbed his face and groaned, trying to figure out how the hell this kid wasn't in a coma or dead. "You don't just make magic circuits kid! You have a finite amount for life and you can only get more through artificial implantation." Avenger whispered furiously, trying to avoid yelling and waking the other household members up.
"What normal mages do is comparable to a bucket in a light rainstorm. Over time the bucket naturally refills and the mage takes what they get from inside of it, and if they leave it alone the bucket fills up." Avenger explained, before sticking his finger in Shirous face again.
"You on the other hand, already have several buckets filled to the brim, but whenever you need prana you forge a new bucket every time and when you take what you need from said bucket, you completely destroy it!" Avenger finished with a huff, glaring at Shirou from the corner of his eye, making the boy flinch.
"You keep doing what you've been doing, and you will die. I don't want to see you practicing any magic in any way, shape, or form unless it's absolutely mandatory and/or until you learn how to use your magic circuits. Got it?" Avenger ordered before standing up and walking to the door of the shack, not waiting for an answer.
Avenger cursed Kiritsugu under his breath as he stalked back to the house. "The bastard only made his son weaker! Not only did he not teach him semi properly or inform him of the chance he could be pulled into the Grail War, he never bothered to see if his own son was actually using his circuits!"
Shirou stared at where Avenger just stormed out, puzzled over his friends anger. He could see him panicking or acting concerned over how he, according to Avenger, had been improperly using his nerves and how he wasn't using his circuits, but certainly not angry.
Shirou shrugged before standing up, stretching his arms out as his back popped several times, before sending a quizzical look at the knife Avenger had knocked out of his hand.
"I'm technically his enemy, but he's concerned for me, why?"
The next morning, Shirou was finishing up cooking food while Sakura and Saber ate their own meals, when Avenger stepped in with a wide grin as he almost skipped over to the table and plopped down at.
"You seem happy Avenger, have a good dream?" Shirou questioned, to which Avenger nodded excitedly.
"It was a marvelous dream, a lovely dream I hope to have again tonight. But I'm also excited because food."
"Food?"
"Your food to be precise, now what's for breakfast today?" Avenger asked while drumming his fingers on the table in front of him impatiently.
Shirou smiled before setting a plate of food and a cup of tea down in front of the Servant, who happily dug in. "Sometimes he's like a little kid in a adults body." Shirou though amused as Avenger filled his cheeks with rice before washing it down with tea, all while Sakura stared in slight horror as she watched a full grown man down a entire plate of food in record time. Saber didn't necessarily pay attention because she was busy digging into her own meal.
Avenger stopped halfway in his feast, and looked around confused. Saber was on his right, while Sakura was sitting to the opposite and right of him at the table eating at a slightly more human rate than he was, but he distinctly remembered Shirous teacher had also moved in as well, which he was still slightly salty about with the circumstances.
"Where's the Fujimura chick?" Avenger asked around a mouthful of fish, to which Sakura replied.
"She said she had a errand to run for Kuzuki-sensei, and 'she had to do it tonight or else! So Sakura, I expect you to be nice and get along with our guests!'" Sakura finished, mimicking the woman's voice.
"Kuzuki? Is he tall? Dark hair? Wears glasses and looks like he's staring into your soul?" Avenger asked, to which Sakura nodded.
"So Kuzuki is the guy that thought I was old! Funny coming from an old wrinkled guy with as much emotion as a board!" Avenger thought disdainfully, still sour about how the teacher had called him old. Granted he was over 35 and Saber looked 15 at the least, but just because they walked into the school together doesn't mean he's a dad registering his daughter for school!
Then again, he wasn't even 100% sure how old he was. He knew he wasn't forty, but he was surely older than 30 at the least. Being sent to kill mages for your entire life does kinda screw up your time perception.
Avenger was going to ask what the plans were for that day, but stopped himself once he realized Sakura was still there. He shot her a look out of the corner of his eye, and shuddered once he felt the mana coming from the girl.
He was a Caster, wielder of powers that trumped most of modern magecraft, and he had far more sensitivity to magic and magical signatures than Saber and modern magi, and he could feel every single one of the worms inside of this poor girl.
She had hundreds of them squiggling inside of her body, hungering for mana. It was only the fact that she had been dealing with them for ten years that she wasn't flinching or reacting to what was the equivalent of torture.
He looked away, the feeling of the worms moving still lingering in his thoughts. He quickly finished the meal and went to wash his dishes, shooting glances at Shirou every so often.
If he had summoned Saber properly, she would actually be a fairly powerful Servant with his amount of magic circuits and the capabilities of said circuits. But all he had to show for magical talent was half assed Reinforcement and Tracing, and his circuits didn't seem to be working at their true potential. "Probably as result of that bastard Kiritsugu. He made his son pathetically weak in magical talent and when he summoned Saber, made her weak and frail. I hope you died slowly Emiya, and you died with every single regret crushing you alive." Avenger thought as he forcefully scrubbed his plate.
Saber and Avenger collectively wanted to knock Shirou out or tie him down, he seriously was considering that? The singlehandedly most dangerous thing he could possibly do in his current situation, and he wanted to go through with it, without any supervision no less!
Avenger was the first to speak. "Shirou, of all the things you should be doing, going to school is not any one of them."
"It'll be fine." Shirou replied reassuringly. "There is a bunch of students there during the day, so I won't get attacked. As long as I come back before sundown I will be fine."
"Shirou, the chances are still too great. Another Master won't give up the opportunity of eliminating a rival Master when they don't have their Servant in hand." Saber stared, her eyebrows knit in worry. Shirou frowned, but smiled as he pointed at Avenger.
"Then Avenger can follow me around in Spirit Form. He can watch over me while I'm at school and until I come home, that way everyone is happy."
Avenger frowned slightly, but sighed nonetheless. "Alright, you win. Saber will keep watch here while I make sure nobody stabs you in the back, literally or figuratively, but I'm going to make it look like I'm not even there, understand?"
"I don't want to risk anyone else knowing about the alliance, so to all the other Masters you are going to look entirely alone, comprehend bucko?" Avenger asked, throwing in a little English at the end of his sentence.
"Huh?" Shirou said, his normally dopey face looking even more ridiculous.
Avenger sighed. "Do you pay attention, like, at all during your English class?"
"I'll take the confused look as a no, so therefore get your butt to school so you know what comprehend means!" Avenger yelled halfheartedly as he faded away into Spirit Form.
"I promised to watch him during school hours, but why is it so damn boring!" Avenger thought with a groan. They were currently in Fujimuras class, and he already knew all this stuff! He literally knew every word in every language on the face of the planet!
He even knew weird words like oxter which means "armpit" and words that are oddly specific, like "quire" which means "two dozen sheets of paper", and word that makes you question the wordsmiths sanity, like "tittynope" meaning "a small amount of something that was left over."
(And yes, these are actual words in the English language. Tittynope made me do a double take, but it is legit.)
"Shirou, Shirrooouuuuu." Avenger whispered in Shirous ear.
"What Avenger, you need to stay quiet and make sure no one sees or hears you."
"I'm booooorreeeeddd."
"I can't really help you there, I have to focus on school." Shirou whispered back. "Why don't you go explore the school or something like that? Occupy yourself."
Shirou whispered a little more to Avenger, but realized that he had left. One second he was trying to annoy the heck out of him, and the next he was gone, poof. Shirou commented under his breath at Avenger being fast, and turned back to his work.
The sweet taste of freedom…ish. He was confined to the school so he could be at Shirous side at a moment's notice, but investigating the school could be fun and it wouldn't kill him. Well, it could kill him if there was another Master with a stronger Servant, but he really wasn't trying to think about that.
He wandered the hallways of the high school, peeking through walls into the classrooms to see of there was anything interesting happening. Which was absolutely nothing, every one was the same situation, bored teenagers thinking about anything other than school, and their teacher either had their soul practically sucked out of their bodies, or were fresh to the job and still had a few years of life in them before the Modern Education System did its patented form of magic known as "Soul Crushing."
He walked through another wall into the library, and stiffened. He searched through the room in physical form, running his finger along the books, tracking the magic signature until he stopped at a random bookshelf.
He pulled several books out of the shelf, and cocked his head at the symbol that had been painted on to the wood. It was a complex and ancient circle with two squares in the middle, one tilted on its axis onto one of its corners. A smaller circle was in the center, and was surrounded by what reminded Avenger of fire.
He gingerly poked it with his forefinger, and was rewarded with a jolt of energy running into his finger and up his arm. He yelped as he jerked his hand back, and stuck his finger in his mouth to try to relieve the pain.
He growled at the circle as he raised a hand over the seal, and focused his prana, letting his magecraft do its magic. (A/N: See what I did there? please kill me)
Little sparks of blue energy crackled between his open palm and the circle. The magic that bound the sigil was weakening, the sigil appearing to melt and evaporate underneath the outside interference.
Soon, the sigil was dismantled, but not destroyed. The person who had put it down was capable of pretty damn powerful magic. It wasn't a Master who did it, more than likely it was the Caster class, and one from the Age of the Gods at that.
He put the books back before vanishing in Spirit Form again, and set out to try and break as many sigils as he could.
…
"Why, are there, so many, SIGILS?!"Avenger muttered to himself as he dismantled another one of the damned sigils hidden underneath a students desk on the second floor. He had been going around the school for what? Six, maybe eight whole hours and he was still finding sigils everywhere! Four were in the cafeteria, three were in the library counting the first one he found, and there was five in the girls locker room!
While destroying those particular sigils, he had to wait thirty minutes between destroying one and the other four because it was after Psychical Education and it was filled with teenage girls changing their clothes! Of all the things he was, a pedophile was not one of them no sir. He was the perfect gentleman when he wanted to be, that was a fact!
He sighed before pushing himself up, stretching his arms up high as his back popped several times, a yawn escaping from his throat. "Now," Avenger thought as he stretched downwards to his toes. "Where did Shirou run off to?"
"Tohsaka! What are you thinking! You can't attack me in the school someone could see!" Shirou yelled to his magus classmate, standing at the bottom of a flight of stairs while she looked down at him, her arm pointed at him pointing at him with her pointer finger whilst her thumb was raised, making the shape of a gun.
"Seen? By who Emiya? Everyone has already gone home." Rin said loudly as if to address her point. "It's just you and me Emiya, so stand still and I'll make this as painless as possible." Rin finished, a small ball of red energy materializing on the end of her finger.
Rin was smirking. Shirou wouldn't be able to escape, and she could eliminate the boy that didn't deserve the gift of a Servant and a chance for the Holy Grail. She willed the Gandr Shot to fire, and the Scandinavian curse obeyed.
The shot was sent flying towards the helpless redhead, capable of killing or crippling him if it hit a vital organ. The shot however, never reached its target as something had intercepted it.
A blur so dark it stood out from the shadows of the setting sun slammed into the spell and cancelled it out, a unstoppable force hitting another unstoppable force,
"If a teenage magus who is heir to one of the most powerful mage families on Earth is threatening you with a killing curse," A deep baritone voice rang from the end of the hallway.
"Try to avoid it next time." Avenger stated exasperated, his finger pointed in a mockery of Rins, his now black hair falling around his head, his red eye glowing in the sunlight. He slowly treaded towards the redhead, his finger never training away from the heiress.
"Rin Tohsaka, what the hell are you playing at?" Avenger questioned.
"You don't have your Servant, and you were going to attack another magus who happens to be the Master of Saber. She could be just outside the school grounds and all Dopey here had to do was call for her and she would have been through that window," He jabbed his thumb to the windows behind him. "And would have put your head on the floor before you can say 'Gutentag arschloch.'" Avenger said, sounding worried for an unknown reason.
"Seriously, you may be one helluva magus, but you're battling the strongest warriors of all history who have all given the equivalent of magical steroids. You'll get yourself killed if you keep acting all high and mighty."
Rin opened her mouth, and closed her mouth, before opening it again. Avenger hadn't tried to attack her, when she was alone without Archer who Avenger could possibly beat in close combat if he was a Saber or Berserker, and instead of killing her or taking her Command Seals, he was lecturing her on combat etiquette.
"I-I don't need to be lectured by my enemy! I will defeat you, that idiot Shirou, and all the other Servants and Masters, and claim the Holy Grail on my honor as a Tohsaka magus!" Rin proclaimed with her finger pointing at the two men.
Avengers lip twitched slightly, but he ultimately sighed again. "Whatever you say Pigtails. I frankly don't give a damn about whatever the hell you are planning, or what your honor is for, but could you stop yelling? My head is going to commit suicide if I hear anymore," he reached up and grabbed his hair with his hands and held them like they were in pigtails.
"'I'm the best magus ever!' 'Everyone else is a bunch of idiots who can never comprehend my power!' 'Its not like I like you or anything, b-baka.'" Avenger said in a high pitched voice before putting his hands to his stomach while cackling like a jackal.
Shirou even cracked a smile and a small snicker at Avengers taunts, until he eventually gave in and began laughing as hard as Avenger. As abrupt as they had started laughing, they both stopped at the flip of a switch when both felt a suffocating feeling of dread.
They both shakily looked back up at the black haired Tohsaka, and she was wearing that smile again. The smile that causes plants to die and babies to scream, the smile that could make Berserker to run away screaming and blubbering, that smile that was now pointed at them.
"Very, very, very, funny Avenger."
With those words, Avenger screamed before grabbing Shirou by his sides and held the teen up in front of him like a shield. "Take the boy! Bu-bu-bu-but just spare me! I'm innocent!" He stuttered out as the boy tried to shake himself out of the Servants iron grip.
Rin dropped her "Mystic Smile of Devastation" to adopt a friendlier smirk, Avenger was proclaiming on how noble it was of Shirou to sacrifice himself for another persons' own good, and Shirou was threatening the use of a Command Seal to summon Saber so she could punch Avenger again.
All three froze when a girl screamed outside of the building. Avenger dropped Shirou on his behind and faded into Spirit Form to give chase, while Rin ran with reinforced legs, leaving Shirou to run with his average human speed.
Rin threw open the doors leading outside, and saw Avenger crouching beside a girl laying on the ground in the middle of the courtyard, holding his outstretched hand over her head.
Avenger was concentrating on the girls' condition, and his senses were going haywire. She was, from a pure magical standpoint was practically invisible due to nearly all her prana being drained, and a Servant was in the woods, but he couldn't get a solid location because of the Bounded Field. Cursing under his breath, he summoned a set of Keys, and charged into the woods, leaping over the fences as he went.
As soon as he exited the school, it became deathly quiet. He looked around the forest, his fingers twitching at every fallen leaf. Suddenly, a metal object shot forward from the corner of his left eye, and it buried itself in his left thigh. It was a large metal nail, with a lengthy chain that stretched into the trees.
He threw a handful of Keys at the direction the blade came from, reached down and snagged the nail with his hand and pulled it full force out his leg, blood spilling out of his wound and onto his pants.
He searched around, his eye sweeping over the treetops until it stopped on a figure crouching in the treetops.
He quickly took in his attackers' appearance as he summoned more Keys. It was a very tall woman, with a skimpy black and purple dress with gloves and long boots and a rather sizable breast that made him feel as if the woman probably had back issues. She had long purple hair that fell to her ankles, and a purple headband placed over her eyes with a red sigil painted on her forehead.
Avenger growled slightly as he materialized his robes and his eyepatches, four Black Keys resting in his hands as he leaped up in the air and towards the grounded Servant, his body twisting in a spiral to deliver a spinning attack.
The female Servant jumped up and threw another nail towards him, which he narrowly batted off with his right hand as he threw the blades in his left. The other Servant leaped back, leaving the Keys to stab themselves in the ground as Avenger landed simultaneously.
"Rather pathetic, running into the trees and leaving your opponent unsatisfied. Were you raised by a mouse?" Avenger questioned as he summoned eight keys and threw them in a circle around him and into the treetops.
In the trees, Rider grimaced at the large gash in her arm that one of the wayward blades had caused. The bastard hadn't even focused on where he was throwing them, but one of them had managed to hit her. Her vile excuse for a Master never explicitly ordered for her to not attack another Servant, and she was using that loophole to her advantage.
She could hear his heartbeat, smell his blood, and feel every single one of his footsteps vibrations, and she could make him out to be simply standing still in the woods, holding his hands behind his back, not moving or even looking around for her.
She tightened the grip on her Breaker Gorgon before leaping through the treetops, keeping her senses focused on the man.
She leaped to another tree behind him, and launched her nail towards the back of his head. Based on how he hadn't been able to deflect her original attack that was launched at his front, he wouldn't be nowhere as fast as he needed to be to deflect or dodge a direct blow to the back of his head.
The man didn't move until the blade left her hands, time seeming to slow as the blade flew ever closer. As the blade neared only several feet behind his head he pointed his hands' knuckles, still behind his back, upwards, revealing several white sword holsters gripped tightly between his fingers. Silver blades protruded from the hilts, catching the nail in midair and inches away from the back of his head.
"I am Avenger, you are another Servant in this war for the Holy Grail. Therefore," Avenger reached up and grabbed the nail before pulling it with all of his force, a roar ripping from his throat.
Rider was forcefully torn from her perch and towards her assailant. She could "see" his fist pulling back, before slamming square into her face, her nose shattering.
The Gorgon was sent flying backwards, flipping head over heels as she landed on her feet, blood oozing down her face and neck. No emotions were visible on her face as she engaged in a stare down with Avenger.
"Rider! Retreat now damnit! I can't let you get killed so easily by some random Servant until I give that Tohsaka whore what she deserves!" Shinji mentally ordered, his voice just as whiny and pathetic as she remembered.
Rider straightened herself out, Avenger watching her every move like a cat. "I regret to inform you, but my Master has ordered me back, so I must leave our battle unfinished."
Avenger didn't move from his position, and Rider could only detect him lightly flicking his wrist before three blades buried themselves in her heart. She choked on air as she felt the blades began to burn her flesh, before she desperately began to try and wrench the blade out.
Her killer flashed over to her to bury the blade in further while holding her by the throat, his hands leaving marks in her flesh. "Truly you and your Master are fools, you for letting your guard down and expecting a fragment of mercy from me," He slowly twisted the blade clockwise.
"And your Master for not taking advantage of your skills. A fool indeed."
Rider struggled for several seconds, clawing at the arm strangling her and at his face, but she soon hung limp in the mans arms, dematerializing into dust.
Avenger perked his ears at hearing someone enter the clearing behind him, and turned with a nonchalant twist on one heel, and smirked. "One down, 7 more to go."
Shinji couldn't believe it. That weak shitty Servant his whore of a sister summoned was useless! She died only after one confrontation with one fucking Servant?! "Damnit, shit, fuck motherfuck! I gotta get out if here, get to the Church and get the hell out of this damn War!" The blue haired Matou thought panicked as he stumbled out of the school and down the road, sniveling and shaking the entire way.
Shirou burst through the door of the school, watching as Avenger jumped over the wall and Rin ran next to a female student laying face down in the middle of the courtyard.
He ran towards Rin, watching as the dark haired girl pulled out several precious gems that glowed beautifully. "What's wrong with her, is she unconscious?"
Rin huffed but quickly focused back on her patient. "No, she's almost completely drained of prana! If I wasn't here with gems she'd probably, no, she would die. Another Servant has to be responsible for this."
"Where'd Avenger go?" Shirou asked, raising his eyes to look into the woods surrounding the school, watching as birds flew from him their perches on the branches of trees as something disturbed them.
"He ran off after the other Servant, he's probably going to at-Hey!" Rin exclaimed as Shirou ran off towards the forest, hellbent on searching for the battle that was surely going down.
"I have to help! No matter how small or how insignificant, I have to help somehow!" Shirou declared to himself as he climbed the fence and ran deeper into the wooded area.
He broke into the clearing just as Avenger stabbed Rider in her heart.
A/N:
*dodges lamp*
I know it was a little late,
*dodges arrow*
Okay, it is VERY late, but at least it's,
*dodges piano*
COULD YOU NOT?! PLEASE?! Are you mad at the cliffhanger ending? Yeah, that's kinda dickish, but you gotta admit, this chapter is impressive, right? 5,650 words total. I like writing longer chapters, and I hope you like reading longer chapters. And to all the people reading but not reviewing often, pls review. It makes me happy and healthy. Puts food on the table, metaphorically of course. I ain't getting a penny from this, it's purely because I find it fun. And yet again, the ebd note is a complete mess thanks to my spaghetti brain. I apologize.
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