Hey guys! Here's chapter seven! I hope you guys enjoy it!

Diclaimer: I DO NOT own the Law of Talos or any of the characters except Kitten(023791), Silver, Alex, and Sam.

As soon as she appeared, Karl and Arma both knew. Karl turned around to face her immediately.

"I knew I saw you before…" Karl smiled lazily. A painfully familiar face smiled back.

"Hello again, Karl. How are you today?" She asked innocently.

"Good, good. How about you? Tired?" He questioned politely.

"Tired?" She asked back curiously.

"From running away from me every night in my dreams?" He joked, taking her hand for added effect. She seemed shock, before smiling almost in a bitter way.

"Tee-hee. Silly, you don't sleep." Onyx eyes bore into his, red hair shaping her face.

"Just trying to create a mood."

"All covered in blood?"

"…Good point." And with that, he let go of her hand and took a few steps backwards. Arma, who was perching on the fence behind them, took off into the sky and away from the two.

"Where is Arma going?" She asked, eyeing the departing bird. Karl frowned slightly.

"She's going to leave for a bit; she never really like you much." He shrugged. "…But you're not really her, are you?" He guessed, taking off his coat and beginning to wipe off the blood on him. She was silent for a while, before nodding.

"I'm sorry, having no real form; I had no choice but to search your memories." She apologized. He narrowed his eyes and his fist clenched unconsciously.

"Didn't your mother ever tell you it's impolite to enter someone else's head?" He growled, smile tight.

She only laughed lightly.

"I've been looking for you Karl." She smiled.

"Ooh, likewise! I've been looking for you since the contest started..." And he was, now that he knew exactly what he was talking to. "…So why only now you decide to show yourself with…with this borrowed face? "

"But I've already showed myself…"

"Don't change subject!"

"You must understand, a big event needs a careful preparation." She started ominously. Suddenly, loud rumbling was heard, and to their left, a giant hand came out from under the city. "We'll have a concert today." She informed as Karl looked at the hand with a shaky smile. "How about being our main musician, Karl?" He turned to look at her again and immediately knew.

He knew where this was going, and he doubted she… it… could promise something so great to drag him into it.

"During all this time, I've been trapped in this city, compressed by its limits and exploited by its people. Now I finally have a chance to be free, see Karl? We are in the same situation. We have the same wish. So let's do this together. Don't you want to play the violin with me again?" She asked, outstretching the said instrument in her hand to him.

Honestly, he hesitated a bit, before smiling.

"Deary me, you energy sources are all the same, Haha!" He laughed. "Although you're a bit more ambitious…But I won't be your tool, Law of Talos. Being a material shell for you to win this tournament isn't a part of my plan."

"You're being too drastic, but then again, I guess that's a personality disorder."

"I can't really kill you, can I?" Karl asked fuming with clenched teeth, shaking to himself.

"It's okay. After all, your energy will run out in a few hours…"

A-

A few hours?

...Only a few hours?

"I'm sure your solo will be a great addition to the performance, Karl." Arma swooped back in, landing on Karl's shoulder. He forced himself to momentarily ignore the energy source across from him and what she said.

"Hey Arma, where'd you-" He cut himself off when he realized the bird was glaring at him. "…What?" She pecked him in the head not too gently. "Ow! Arma, what was that-" He was cut of yet again. "I don't really care that I upset the Law of Talos, Arma-" The energy source that took Rachel's form watched the two, amused. "What? You're not talking about the Law- then who are you talking about? …Kit? Why is she upset?" He only got another glare in return. "Fine, I'll find out myself then."

"Oh, right!" Energy Rachel exclaimed from in front of him. "I wonder if your musical assistant will take your place as the main performer…" Karl smirked.

"Who, Arma? In case you haven't noticed or didn't hear before, she doesn't like you much." She laughed from across from him and shook her head.

"No silly, Arma is like your baton… I'm talking about the human." He couldn't help but freeze.

The energy source wasn't going to try anything with him, because quite literally he could absorb it…

…But with her…

"It's not like she hasn't helped me before, I mean we practically grew up together."

"What do you mean?" He asked carefully.

"She's lived in this city all her life and we've talked here and there. I finally told her what the old man's plan was yesterday; too bad she was attacked by her own when trying to help me. She was a good soldier… but now she's lost her memory… Oh well, I could always go ask anyway." The energy was talking to herself by the end.

"Don't." Karl stopped himself from growling further and remained silent. She just smiled at him.

"That's an interesting reaction to know about…Good bye Karl; I look forward to your own performance." And with that, she turned around and started to walk away. "By the way…" She turned her head over her shoulder, a smile on her face.

Was it just him, or did it have a hint of evil in it?

"You forgot a spot on your cheek." And with that, she was gone. He was left staring after her, before snapping out of it.

"Pfft! Those magical sources…" He trailed, wiping the blood off his cheek. "…Always thinking we are their puppets. Curse this dependency of you and your cursed powers!" He joked, yelling to the heavens, shaking a fist high in the air. A blimp's shadow covered him and Arma. "…Now, let's go find Kit, shall we?"

Five minutes later he was following her from the rooftops behind her. She was storming through the streets of Taitle, a giant machine gun on each hand from the dog he killed earlier. He honestly didn't know how she carried them so easily, or so it seemed to him, and he wondered what she was searching for, but it was amusing to watch her like this.

She knew he had been tailing her for the last few minutes.

She didn't know how; she just knew. Maybe it was the constant feeling she was being watched, but even with that alone, she wouldn't be able to tell it was him.

But regardless, she knew.

She was just waiting for him to let his guard down slightly, or at least come down to talk to her.

Five minutes after that, he decided he had enough of watching her stomp around, and descended to her level.

"Hey Kit, what are you looking-"

His hand was shot off; the same amount he cut off of that man's arm earlier that day. His hand, like the man's, fell limply to the ground. He stopped, frozen, while he stared wide eyed at the girl in front of him, one of the machine guns raised and smoke coming out of the barrel.

Suddenly, images began to fill his head.

A gun, a shot, his arm, them….

But she was different. Kit was different.

…Wasn't she?

He didn't have time to think about it much more, because she moved to shoot again. He darted away, with the devil-Kitten following after. Shots were going off around him, and he had to stay focused and keep dodging every second. He finally caught a break when he dove behind a stone column, the girl stopping on the opposite side a few hundred feet away.

"Where'd you learn to shoot like that, Kit?" He spat from behind his temporary savior.

"Soldier school!" She snapped back before shooting at the sides of the column he was behind. He didn't have any time to make any more witty remarks, he just ran on instinct. He just had to wait for an opening to get away- wait. Shouldn't he be finding a way to get close to take care of her once and for all? Shouldn't he be thinking of a way to kill her?

Then why wasn't he? He just wanted to get away…

Oh, right! Now he remembered. He needed to know how she knew Arma was a shape shifter before, that's the only reason… right?

Right.

Fifteen minutes later he was beginning to think she had infinite ammunition. But he got lucky; she was distracted by the commotion going on in the other part of the city for a slight moment, so he took the time to cut a few corners and duck behind a wall as she ran by. Just when he was about to cross the street behind her, she stopped. He froze in place, waiting for the girl to turn around and shoot him, but instead-

"Hey, fish boy!" She called, running a little ways ahead to catch up with his friend. Mizuno flinched and turned towards the girl, who slowed to a stop in front of him.

"There's only one other person that's called me that recently…" He warned lowly.

"Oh, sorry, you must not like being called that." She apologized quickly, smiling nervously. "So, Mizuno, allow me to introduce myself. My name is Kitten."

"Um…nice to meet you… Kitten… My name is Mizuno…but apparently, you already …knew that…" He trailed nervously.

"Nice to meet you Mizuno. Hey, have you seen a familiar statue anywhere around here?" She asked, eyed surveying their surroundings. Mizuno scowled.

"Blonde hair with a raven?" He guessed.

"Yup." Kit nodded.

"Not recently. Sorry."

"It's okay. Thanks for your help." And with that, the both of them were out of Karl's sight, either turning the corner or moving further down the street. Karl himself ran across the street, and when he heard someone coming, he pressed his back to the wall. His initial thoughts when the person passed by:

Oh, great. He had officials on his tail too after killing that man.

He watched the man dressed in white walked by silently, eye twitching, before running across another street, grabbing onto a fence, and pulling himself up and over it slowly, careful not to make any noise. When he landed, he heard a cracking noise, which was unlike the noise he wanted to hear. He raised his leg to find pieces of his shoe falling off.

"Ohh, nice…there goes my boot." He mumbled, picking the pieces up. He did not want to leave a trail for someone to find after that chase. There was a loud thud in front of him, and he flinched, only to find it was Arma with his hand. He noticed he started to shake from energy loss. "What do you mean, 'She doesn't mean it.'?" He quoted lowly. There was a small silence. "I know." He smiled, lowering his head. "Looking at the bright side, though, things can't get much worse than this."

As soon as he said that, he heard someone approaching the wall he was hiding behind. He ducked behind the dumpster in front of him and waited for whoever was passing by to just pass by already. When he heard footsteps walking away, he peeked his head out to check if they were gone.

Luckily, they were, but he heard more footsteps approaching.

Looking up quickly, he saw a door he didn't notice before. So, his only option was to dive for the door and shut it behind him. He smiled in satisfaction, eyes closed in content, when he heard the footsteps passing by.

It was only when he opened his eyes that he realized where he was and who was in the room with him.

His eye twitched in disbelief.

"Why hello!" He started; the only person in the room he recognized out of the many was Mizuno again. "I apologize if I'm interrupting something." He noticed everyone was in a church too. "And hello again aqua-boy! No hard feelings about our last meeting…right?"He couldn't afford to get into another fight right now, especially with someone who was already out of the tournament. Mizuno glared at him.

"You." Karl backed away slightly. "He's a dangerous competitor!" And that's when all heck broke loose, Mizuno coming out of nowhere. Karl tried to fight his way out, but he just didn't have enough energy…

Suddenly, two adults barged in through the front doors, each holding a pistol and pointing it at the group, who was in a rather amusing position. Mizuno was basically standing on Karl, who was still standing upright; a red head girl next to them was leaning away from Karl's hand that she held in her own, two adults and a robot in the back were looking rather shocked, and a blond boy was standing on a larger robot, confused but in a defensive position. The adults that barged in, a professor type man and a woman in a wedding dress, glared at Karl, and then the red head girl dropped his arm that broke into two when it hit the floor. The next thing he knew, Karl was pushed to the ground face first, Mizuno crouching on his back to keep him in place.

"How rude!" He pointed out after growling when he was forced down.

"What's going on?" The woman in the wedding dress asked, lowering her gun slightly.

"Mizuno says this guy is a dangerous competitor." The red head girl replied, crouching next the two.

"That would be conveniently unprecedented." The man that came in sighed, the woman crossing her arms.

"Too convenient. Who are you and why are you here?" She asked, raising an eyebrow.

"I was just passing by!" He lied.

That's when the door he came through slammed open, the sound echoing through the church. The couple raised their guns at the new person, but Karl didn't have to look to know who it was, her dark aura was engulfing the room.

"Mizuno, could you kindly say nothing?" Karl whispered urgently. He really didn't need another person blowing off his head right now. Mizuno raised an eyebrow at him.

"O-oh. My bad! I didn't mean to interrupt anything!" And the menacing aura vanished just like that.

Although that could be because she hasn't seen him yet.

"Oh! Are you two getting married and or already married? Congratulations! Sorry again for the interruption, I'll be on my way then and leave you guys alone-"

"No need, Kitten." Mizuno spoke up loudly, against Karl's wishes. He winced.

"Oh, hey Mizuno, nice to see you-" When she stepped around to get a better look at the stupid fish boy, she stopped completely, the innocent look being replaced with a blank one. Then she narrowed her eyes dangerously and slowly approached him. When in front of him, she crouched down to his level. "Hello Karl." She greeted lowly, lacking its usual cheerfulness.

"H-hey Kit! Long time no see, huh? Where have you-" He started innocently. A familiar figure walked through the door and stopped at her side. "How is he still alive?" Karl asked curiously, staring at the presumably dead wolf, who was now growling at him.

"He's a robot." She deadpanned, petting the creature absentmindedly. "It explains a lot."

"…Kit, why did you try to shoot me into pieces?" He asked after a long, tense silence.

"You hurt my dog!" She snapped, which only made the growling increase. "Sorry, wolf." She corrected quickly, and the growling ceased.

"You shot my arm off, so now we're even." He smiled, now understanding what happened and why she went berserk on him. Arma was right before. "Besides, he attacked me first!"

"Only because he thought you were trying to kill me!" She defended. "Isn't that right Silver?" She cooed, turning to the wolf, who leaned into her hand.

"Me try to kill- Wait what? He's Silver?" He asked in disbelief.

"Of course he's Silver! Who'd you think Silver would be, the ice cream man?"

"Well, no, but when he said you guys were 'inseparable', I assumed Silver would be-"He cut himself off.

"Silver would be…?" Kit trailed in question. Karl remained silent. Before she could press about the subject, the woman in the wedding dress cough awkwardly. They all looked to her.

"Sorry to interrupt, but, like I asked before, what are you doing here?"

"And like I said, I was just passing by, trying to go unnoticed so Kit couldn't blow me to smithereens." Karl started easily, relieved by the topic change, "And I would've gotten away with it too, if it wasn't for those meddling kids and their robot!"

"Robot? Where?" The robot that suspiciously looked like a malfunctioned service robot asked, looking around the room. Oh, how much he wanted to tear it to shreds, if only he had his other-

"Please give me back my arm." He turned to the young red headed girl.

"For you to kill us with?" She questioned skeptically.

"I just want to hug everybody!" He lied.

"HA! Like anyone would want you to hug them." Kitten teased, sitting down next to him. He smiled at her.

"Sure they would."

"Really now?"

"Really."

"Can I has hug?" The dysfunctional robot asked, leaning down next to Kitten towards Karl.

"Stay away from me!" Karl warned quickly, smiling.

"What's this? The only one that would want a hug from you, denied? Karl, you're going to lose a lot of fans if you keep acting like this." Kitten teased again.

"I don't even think he had fans to begin with." Mizuno added in.

"True dat."

"Hey!" Karl cut in, "Kit, you like me, don't you?"

"Yeah, but I'm not your fan. I'm your friend, there's a difference."

"How so?"

"I'm not obsessed with you."

"What are you talking about? If I remember correctly, you were the one chasing me down through the streets earlier." He teased now.

"Yes. To shoot you. Not something a fan would do." Kit smirked.

"So much for wanting everyone to be safe…" The bride sighed while the two continued to bicker. The professor looking man next to her was silent for a while.

"Allow me to highlight the latest news…" He trailed a few moments later, stopping the arguing and gaining the attention of everyone in the room. "There's a possibility that, if we do not leave the surroundings at once, we will be scrambled and squashed within the buildings, thus suffering a painful death." Everyone shivered at the thought.

"What a way with words." The man in the back of the room with green hair deadpanned.

"Elderly, women, and children must proceed to the exit immediately…"

"What's he trying to say?" Kitten muttered lowly so no one could hear except Karl.

"That you have an awful aim." He muttered back to her.

"This coming from the man that got his arm blown off."

"Lucky shot."

"I'm positive you fine gentlemen understand our priorities…" The red headed man trailed, taking no notice to the re-kindled argument between the two. The brunette next to heel spun around to face him.

"What? Are you kidding?" She snapped, an annoyed look on her face.

One look exchanged between the two of them told her everything.

"Okay, next question." The brown haired women started, "Do you really think I'll let you do that? Ginger, you'll be left alone with a robot and a cartoon villain." Karl's eye twitched. "Not to mention, there's a robot army out there!" She gestured outside.

"Assuming that man is a competitor-"

"Assumption correct." Karl cut in.

"Having him travel with the rest of you could put everyone's lives at risk." The man continued calmly toward the furious woman.

"I exorcised a possessed robot minutes ago and you're talking about talking risks?" She fired back. The blonde boy on the robot coughed awkwardly to get their attention.

"Sorry to interrupt your first married couple fight-"

"I knew it!" Kitten exclaimed, fist in the air triumphantly.

"No you didn't." Karl shook his head, smiling.

"Hey, shut up." She growled, before letting the boy continue. Mizuno and the red haired girl laughed lightly.

"…From the looks of this mech, it hasn't taken great damage. It can transport everyone safely…" He explained, sending the two adults a weary look.

"I'm staying." The bride declared.

"Annie…" The groom trailed, desperate.

"And if you're going to try making up my mind by using some literature quote-"

"Remember, we are not choosing only for ourselves presently." The professor reminded calmly. She scowled at the ground in a guilty way.

"…Come on everyone, let's get ready." She muttered, rounding up everyone in the room. The blonde boy jumped off the mech and got it to stand, jumping into the controls. The priest and the green haired man sighed and joined the crowd in the front of the room. "Put that arm far across the room." She commanded to the red head girl, who nodded and ran far away from them, dropped Karl's arm off, and turned to run back. Mizuno didn't budge from on top of Karl.

"Mizuno, it's okay. He won't really move much, he's shaking again." Kitten observed, trying to ease the cautious boy while everyone was bustling around.

"Are you sure?" He asked, glaring holes in the back of Karl's head.

"Positive." She nodded.

"How do we know you won't just say that to help you buddy out?" The blonde boy in the mech asked suspiciously.

"She shot me." Karl frowned, dropping his head so his forehead lay on the cold ground.

"Oh, stop whining about it already."

"You. Shot. Me." He emphasized.

"You want me to do it again?" She warned lowly, but had a tiny hint of teasing in it. He stayed silent and started smiling again, but no one could see because he hadn't lifted his head again. "It's okay Mizuno, really." Mizuno hesitated, before slowly stepping off Karl's back. Karl himself didn't move for a while. "See? You can trust him."

"And yet why am I still waiting for the moment when he jumps out and attacks us?" He asked out loud, mostly to himself. A moment later, Karl twitched, making Mizuno flinch and jump into a defensive stance, stopping all movement.

"…He'll do that a couple times…" Kit trailed awkwardly after everyone went into high alert positions in response. The red head girl turned to her.

"What, are you not coming?" She asked confused. Karl froze slightly, because he didn't know what was going to happen next.

She wanted to leave earlier, does she still? She's had plenty of opportunities to leave him behind and run, but now that she has a protected escort out, will she? Will she leave him behind without a second thought.

Then again, why did it bother him? Wait, it didn't bother him.

She was human, this was expected. Humans only think of themselves, and are only your 'friend' for as long as it's convenient; he didn't care what that vampire had to say about hate.

…But wasn't she supposed to be different? Wasn't she the exception to his human perception?

"Are you crazy?" She asked after a short silence, cutting into Karl's long train of thought. He waited silently for her response. "Of course not." With that, he released a breath he hadn't realized he'd been holding. Wait, what did he just-

"Uh, no. I don't think so." Annie crossed her arms again.

"Why not?" Karl's question was muffled by the ground.

"Because what if it is an act? What if as soon as we leave, you two team up to turn on ginger here? Sorry, but I don't trust you enough, you're coming with us." She declared again. "We can do this the easy way, or the hard way." And then she pointed her gun at the two of them. Karl lifted his head, glaring but still always smiling.

"That's a little dramatic, isn't it?" He asked, struggling to push himself to sit upright. Kit helped him up quickly, leaning him on the side of one of the benches.

"What happens if as soon as you're separated, I turn on you?" Kitten asked, testing the group.

"We outnumber you, I'm sure we'll do just fine. And besides, that's only the more reason to take you with us on suspicion levels. Let's move." Annie pressed, gun cocked. Silver got in front of them and started growling. "It's for your friend's protection too." Annie hinted. The wolf stopped growling and hesitated, before backing down.

"Karl…" Kitten trailed, eyes locked on the group in front of them, tensing. He stared at her for a long time, thinking about what he was about a minute ago. Yeah, she was the exception, the extreme exception. Any regular human would have jumped at the chance to walk away safely, and let's not mention how easily they'd comply with a gun pointed at them.

And yet here she was, through all of those things, not moving a muscle, waiting for his response, his take on what to do.

"…Ah, don't be like that. Go on, Kit. Let's not cause a fight now." He shrugged, smiling lazily. She turned to him in surprise.

"But-"

"Go."

"Are you-"

"Yes."

"But then-"

"Kit." She frowned and stared at him for a long time.

"Fine," She sighed, starting to stand, "But don't die while I'm gone, you hear?"

"Likewise." He reminded her with a smile. "Besides, I still owe you a concert, remember?" She smiled back warmly before joining the group exiting the chapel.

"The same goes for you," Annie started, "I don't want my husband to die the first day of our marriage."

"I'll do my best Annie, please be careful out there." Everyone turned away from the private moment the two shared.

"Now, let's go!" Annie called, leading them out of the alter. She hesitated and looked through the open doors before walking away. Karl could see everyone kept looking back at them too, even the wolf, who Karl thought hated him. Kit sent him a wary, hesitant glance before the doors closed, cutting off his view of her.

"Fine, but don't die while I'm gone, you hear?"

"It's okay. After all, your energy will run out in a few hours…"

"Only a few hours…" He muttered lowly to himself. Movement caught the corner of his eyes, and when he switched his gaze to see what it was, he found her standing there, violin in hand.

"She could die by their hands out there." She started, staring at the closed doors with a blank face. "They're humans after all; they could turn against their word easily and she would be gone, just like Rachel. Are you going to sit there and wait for it to happen?" She asked, turning to look at him. He closed his half-lidded eyes gently and he could see the picture she so expertly painted in his head. "Then what are you going to do about it?" He didn't respond, but she already knew his answer and smiled gently. "Are you ready Karl?" He couldn't help but laugh shortly, reaching for the violin she outstretched.

"Give me something in a D minor."

Wow! It's coming close! The beggining to the LAST round of the Law of Talos! Gah! I remember watching it and being sooo excited! Leave a review and tell me what you thought! See ya soon!

~Kioku7