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The End of the Age of Swords

Chapter 8: Red Sun Over Paradise! Part 1

Alice was sitting silently inside an entrapment of metal bars. It wasn't a cell. It was a cage, for animals. Her eyes unfocused as they stared emptily in front of her. Hugging her knees as she sat in a corner of the small confining cage that was barely large enough to stand up in. Her attire, an assortment of old tattered clothing that would soon become rags.

Next to her on both sides were multiple cages of varying sizes. All housing other summon creatures of all classes. Mechanoids sitting lifeless. Their power supplies had been disconnected, only the shells left behind until needed. The Beasts were in tight short chains. Lowly howling for their freedom. Angelic spirits patiently accepting their fates while the Devils roared trying to break free. The bars of all the cages undamaged, clearly made of very refined and durable alloy. All of them were in storage of a wide and dimly lit room.

It was a routine they had all become accustom too. Some days soldiers came and moved some of them about to a lab in the West side of the room. Sometimes they came back, other times they didn't.

Rubbing her right wrist, she looked down at it. A small paper bracelet was wrapped around it. A bar-code printed on the side. The words "Test subject: Alpha" along with other smaller words written down on it that were illegible in the room's poor lighting conditions.

Playing with the paper bracelet, Alice remembered a pain in her right arm. Rubbing just below her shoulder, she brushed over some bandaging. Just underneath were small healing holes born from long needled syringes from experiments in days before. The recollection of the injections causing a cold shiver to run down her back.

The East side door opened up all of a sudden with an unmistakable loud sound of the door being unlocked. The other summon creatures were riled up at this. Shouting of all types forming. As slow foot steps came closer and closer, Alice shut her eyes closed. She held herself tightly as she pressed herself further into the corner of the cage. Her breathing picked up as she heard the footsteps stop in front of her cage amidst the commotion. She trembled until the unknown figure spoke.

"What kind of idiot are you?" A man asked lazily, following up with a yawn.

Opening her eyes, she slowly looked up at the man. He was wearing a plain white t-shirt. His regulation soldier's coat tied around his waist. White slacks messily laid over his boots instead of tucked in. He was tall and lanky if not somewhat muscular limbs. Dry brown and messy hair tied up in a short ponytail that ended at his shoulders. Even in the low lighting, she could see his pale green eyes staring down at her.

He laughed a bit under his breath before yawning again. "They'd yell at me for napping on guard duty but something tells me you'd never live down trappin' yourself in one of the stray cages." Leaning down, he picked up the padlock holding the door shut. Playing with it in his hand as he looked it over. The bars were untouched, but the lock had some rust and other signs of ware.

Staring up at the strange soldier, Alice couldn't help but be puzzled by his actions. "But I'm a..." She weakly attempted to explain her circumstance for some unknown reasons.

Before she could finish however, the soldier picked up one leg and gave a rough kick to the side of the lock with his boot. Instantly, it broke off, falling onto the floor in severed pieces. The door naturally beginning to swing open. Her jaw dropping, she stared in awe.

Standing back up, he stretched his arms wide behind his head. "Name's Richter, by the way." He smirked down at what he had foolishly assumed had been a fellow soldier. "Remember it. It's the name of the officer you owe a favor to now." Turning to the opposite door from where he came from, he started heading over to it. "I'll make you cover a shift of mine or somethin' the next time I see you. I can always find some time to catch up on some sleep." He finished, with another yawn at the end before leaving.

She stared at her open cage. Her heart racing from the sight. Frantic cries for help coming from the strays in the other cells. Her breath quickening again, she slowly stood up. Mesmerized by the slowly swinging opening, she reached out, pushing it open all the way. She looked out the opening, taking a single step onto the floor. Immediately after her first step, she pulled back. It was cold. it's frigged feel nipping at the bottom of her feet.

Taking a second to catch her breath, she hopped out. Taking a look around as if to see if it were all just a trap. The cries from the desperate summon creatures only getting louder and fiercer in their demands. Unable to do anything she just shook her head to herself. "I'm sorry." She whispered seemingly to herself. Turning to the door where the soldier had originally came from, she sprinted over to it. Tripping lightly, she caught herself on one of the cages. Her body yet unaccustomed to such freedom. Pulling the door open, a bright light blinded her for an instant as she took her first few steps outside.

_O_o_O_

Opening her eyes slowly, Alice found herself in her small bed. A sad expression on her face as she pulled the covers closer to her. Hugging herself firmly over the blanket.

Her rustling bedsheets gaining the attention of her partner. "Finally awake are we?"

She shot up from her bed, his voice coming at a little surprise. Looking over, she saw Ryuk doing sit-ups against the side of his bed on the other side of their small room. His coat laying on top of his already made cot. "You alright?" He asked. As he did, he kept up a steady pace of a sit-up every two seconds. With a bit of a grunt, he did one more then forced himself back up. "You were stirring a bit. I was about to wake you. Everything okay?" He said, looking over his shoulder at her.

Nodding, Alice replied with a fast smile. "Y-Yeah. I'm fine. I just had a dream about something that happened before I met you." She admitted, pulling her sheets away and swinging her legs over the side of the bed.

"That so?" He raised a brow. "Anything important?"

Looking away, she gazed outside their window. The morning sun shining. "Well, not right now anyway."

Smiling, Ryuk stood up. "Well, alright then." He picked up his coat and slid it on. "Let's head downstairs and see what the others are up to today."

Nodding in agreement, Alice got up as well. Following beside her partner as they left their quiet room together.

_O_o_O_

As the duo walked into the typically empty morning bar. This morning was different however. A few people were already here. The two also saw Jin and Sophia sitting down at one of the tables in the center. An unknown man standing at the other end. His chair left aside as he shouted in what seemed to be disapproval and urgency.

Looking over to the bar, he saw Tyson was watching. Rather than approaching them, Ryuk did similarly and stood back to listen in. Alice being motioned to do the same.

The man wore a thick leather coat. Rugged straight black hair going just beyond his shoulders. A broadsword openly strapped to his back.

"You have some nerve Jin." He said loud and callously. "I didn't believe the rumors. I mean, sure we got info that someone fitting your description was floating around in the back country. Never in my day would I ever imagine it were true."

Not giving the man his full attention, Jin glanced up at him. "How'd you find this place?" He asked, disregarding the other's initial statements.

Gritting his teeth openly, he slammed his hands down on the table. Sophia jumped lightly but Jin was unshaken. "We intercepted some reports from the Deigleya. How The Phantom Storm was spotted interfering with one of their operations. We sent one of our knights out there only to find an ex-knight. A Mr. Michaels, more commonly went by Mac. Apparently the two of you were exchanging some letters. You need a mailing address to do that, don't you Jin?" As he asked at the end, he leaned in closer. "You think you're so smart, don't you? That you're so untouchable."

"I'm a bit busy today..." The veteran knight brought up as he looked away to nothing in particular. "...You should've sent word ya were coming."

Slamming his hands down again, the man shouted. "We sent you three letters!"

"Didn't get 'em." Jin said, quick to feign ignorance.

Seeming to have enough of Jin's attitude, the man scowled. Bringing his fists down onto the table yet again. One of it's legs gave out. The table fell over, collapsing into the table beside them which held an older couple that were minding their business, having not wanted to be involved.

Ignoring the scene he'd just created, the man walked forward. His hands gripping the sides of the veteran knight's collar. His expression vacant as he stared back at the man. Silent in refusal to acknowledge his actions. "I'm tired of this Jin. You're coming with me!" Glancing around, Jin saw the worried looks of the people around him. Sighing, he was about to stand up.

Just then, an apple was thrown through the air. It impacted on the back of the aggressive man's skull then bounced off, rolling back in the direction from where it came.

Both men a little surprised, the other released Jin. Turning around. He shot a death glare at the person standing behind him. Staring ahead with a polite smile, Ryuk's eyes met the man. The now crudely shaped and lightly caved in fruit rolling to a stop in front of his new boots. Keeping a warm expression, his eyes became locked with the man's.

Laughing, the younger knight leaned casually on the table beside him. The two woman sitting around it staring up at the young man. Their table having a platter in the center of varying fruits. An apple sized hole in the center of it. "Sorry about that. Slippery thing fell right out of my hand." Shrugging his arms sheepishly, he smiled wider. "Oh well. What are you gonna do?"

Narrowing his eyes, the man reached for his weapon. "Why don't I show you, you damn brat!"

Just as the man readied to take a step closer, Ryuk kicked the remains of the apple at his feet. "Whoops! Careful!" He warningly teased. Right as the older knight took his first step, the apple had made it's way directly under his foot. Crushing the apple under his boot, it's mashed remains encompassed the area underneath. Slipping on the fruit, he took a clumsy fall flat on his face. His weapon remaining undrawn as a result.

The atmosphere of the room had completely changed. The worried looks of those around were now trying to cover up their amused expressions. The friends of the knight all wearing different stages of surprise. Alice gasping as both Sophia and Jin stared wide eyed. Tyson watching in curiosity.

Angrily looking up at the child, his eyes widened when he noticed the sword handle poking out from his side. After, they shifted to the two gun holsters on his waist. His anger replaced with surprise, he sat up, looking behind him back over at Jin. "You? You took up an apprentice?"

Pushing off the floor, the man stood up. Trying halfheartedly to kick the apple remains off his shoe, he eventually gave up. Calming himself down, he took a moment to fix himself up. "Jin. I won't be the last to come looking for you." His tone now much more accommodating. "If your not in Magnis in a week's time. They'll send an army to bring you back."

At the knight's warning, Jin nodded his head in understanding. "Yes. I know."

Walking over to the door, he glanced at Ryuk as he passed by. Stopping at the door frame, he took one last look over his shoulder. "Just so you know. Jin, this wasn't my call. Marcus sent me." The veteran knight's eyes narrowing at the name. Leaving the bar, he approached a horse tied up in the front by it's reins. Hopping on top, he settled himself in before pulling on the reins and riding the animal off down the small town's main road and out of sight.

Ryuk watching as the man left. Turning back, he saw Jin on one knee playing with the remains of the broken table. Holding it upright, he grabbed the leg, fitting it back into place to find it still held itself up. "Look at this 'ere, Sophie. Was a clean break. Fetch me m' smithing hammer an' some nails an' this thing'll be right as rain." His tongue sticking out of the corner of his lips as he tried to get the table leg to fit perfectly back into place.

Sophia only able to smile and shake her head at her partner's judgment of affairs. Floating higher, she soared across the room toward the basement door. "Alright. Coming right up." She called out, leaving into the back room.

Alice walked back over to her partner. "Is something happening?" She couldn't help but ask in a worried gaze.

Not entirely certain himself, Ryuk folded his arms. "Not sure." Glancing behind her, he saw Tyson walking out the main door. Just as the door was about to shut, he subtly called for him to follow with his hand. Turning back to his partner, Ryuk grew a smile. "If something is happening, we'll handle it together." When she nodded he went on. "Say, Alice. I need to go check on something. Why don't you see if you can't lend Jin a hand with that table?" She nodded again, this time a little uncertain. After taking a few steps away, she took a look over her shoulder. Once she turned back around, the young knight was quick to leave and slip outside.

_O_o_O_

Tyson stood behind the Inn. Lighting his cigarette as he looked off at the seemingly endless desert tundra. A lone cactus half a mile out. Taking a short drag, he exhaled a small cloud of smoke.

"Y'know, they say those things'll kill ya." Ryuk commented as he walked over beside the older man. The barkeep not needing to turn to verify the tone and voice. He stood still as the younger approached. Reaching him, the two stood side by side as they stared out in the distance, neither facing the other.

Silent at first, Tyson didn't respond to the other's comment. "You surprised me in there just now." He all of a sudden admitted.

Laughing lightly at this, Ryuk stared up at the sky in the horizon. Dark clouds moving in from far off. "You're right, Tyson. It's so unlike me to make a scene. Clearly a sign of bad things to come." He joked sarcastically.

"Out of all things..." Tyson spoke to clarify. "Out of all the rash and egotistical actions you take, never and I mean never, did I expect you to stand up that way to a knight." He said turning to him for the first time at the end.

Arching a brow, the younger turned as well. "Why wouldn't I? Even if he was a knight, he wasn't acting like one. He was making people feel uneasy. Causing a ruckus and being completely disrespectful to Jin."

Dropping his cigarette from his fingers, Tyson now turned fully to the young knight in training. "Ryuk, let me ask you something. You say you do what you did for the sake of others. Would you be so quick to stand up to Jin? What about defending a soldier who was in the right?" His tone stoic as he wore a disapproving stare.

Frowning, Ryuk turned back to the desert. "What does that have to do with anything?"

"That's not it." He was fast to bring up. "Forget it for now." Shaking his head he once again turned back to the desert. "I've begun to realize why we get into so many arguments. We always debate subjective things to objective matters. Seeing as I'm a pragmatist, it only makes sense we fight so often." His voice seeming more tired than disapproving at this point.

Just smirking, Ryuk turned to the same scene. "Big word. Let me guess, that means you're not exactly an idealist?"

Glancing next to him, Tyson looked down at the younger boy that he had a near full foot height advantage on. "Not at all. If I had to explain it, I'd say while an idealist sees potential in people, a pragmatist sees the consequences. In other words, the Idealist would say that he sees the glass half full. The pragmatist debates the consequences of drinking the water and whether or not to use the glass as a weapon." He explained in a completely natural way and straight face.

Still smirking, Ryuk looked up at the barkeep. "Then what am I?"

Holding the same motionless expression, he responded. "A pain."

The younger grew a polite smile that both knew was fake and forced. "Ha ha." Ryuk was the first to turn away this time, staring off into the horizon both must have imprinted to memory at this point.

Tyson watched him for a second then did the same. "And someone who'll end up defining the era."

His expression dropping, the young knight faced the older again. "Tyson?"

With the same tired look in on his face, Tyson spoke up again. "You do know those white shinning knights from fairy tales don't exist anymore? Don't you?"

Quiet at first, Ryuk grew somewhat forced smile. "So the position's open then?"

Tyson's expression dropped this time as he glanced back at the young knight. taking a deep breath before turning back to the horizon. "What was that boastful thing you said once? You're the exception to all expectations, or something to that extent?"

Grinning wider, Ryuk stuck his chest out. "Finally starting to realize that, huh?"

Softening up, Tyson smirked similarly to how Ryuk did just earlier. Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out another another cigarette. "I'm beginning to realize just how stubborn you are. If that's what you're asking."

Shrugging his arms and shaking his head, the young knight turned away. "There's just no pleasing you, is there?" He sighed starting to walk back to the inn. "Just what was this all about anyway?" He asked more to himself not expecting an answer from the older of the two.

Lighting his cigarette, Tyson took a quick drag and let out a small puff of smoke. "For the record, you were right in what you did earlier. Yet Ryuk..." He held the cigarette in his hands as he turned fully back to the young knight. His stern look returning as the more easy going attitude he was beginning to show slipped away. "...you can't afford to be so inconsistent, or so bias. Out of everyone, you of all people need to understand objectivity. Whether or not you realize yet just how much your actions impact others."

Expressionless, Ryuk locked eyes with the older male. "I don't understand what you're asking."

Lowly sighing, Tyson took another drag, exhaling the smoke downwind and away from either of the two. "You don't have to. Not just yet I suppose." Giving his back once again to Ryuk, he walked a little away, still staring at the same unchanging desert. "I've been on the fence about something for a while now." Tyson brought up, keeping his back to the young knight as he spoke. "Because of you, I think I finally sorted things out. Thank you."

Staring a bit quizzically, Ryuk turned back to leave. Just as he did, he couldn't help but notice how the storm clouds in the horizon seemed much more closer then before. "No problem, Tyson. After all, we're friends. Right?" He said dryly. The older saying nothing in return.

_O_o_O_

The Lieutenant was woken up that morning by painful groaning. Her eyelids fluttering open. Turning her sights below her cot, she found the origin of the agonized noise.

Richter laid just beneath her bed. One hand covered his eyes while the other massaged his temples. His mouth half open he would occasionally let out a long groan in his misery.

After a few seconds of studying him, she sat up. "You aren't dying, are you?" She asked without any concern.

Instead of answering right away, the Sargent simply groaned again at first. "long... throbbing... pain... everywhere." He dragged out in an exhausted tone.

Rubbing her face lightly to waken up, she flung her feet onto the floor. Standing up quickly, she walked around the man disheveled man. "That's the problem with drinking your sorrows away Sargent. They return tenfold." Reaching her window, she opened up the blinds to let in the rays of sunlight from orange tinted horizon.

Having the unexpected and blinding sun rays thrust upon him, Richter quickly retracted himself and turned away. Covering his head as he faced the hard floor. "Please, have mercy Lieutenant."

With an adamant expression, she crossed her arms, staring down at the man. "No."

With her judgment decreed, she walked over to her desk, picking up some some of her documents she had been working on since the night before. Putting the sorted papers aside, she pulled out her boots from under the desk. Using the chair as a foot holder while she strung her laces tightly.

While giving the appearance of agony, the Sargent slowly pushed himself off of the floor. Roughly pushing and pulling at his face to wake up. Still sitting on the floor, he leaned his back against the side of his commanding officer's cot. Holding one hand up to try and protect himself from the piercing daylight. "At least drop the curtains."

Arcing a brow, Talon glanced over to her window. "What are you talking about? I don't even have curtains. Why would a military base have them to begin with?" She questions heading for the door.

Squinting, the older of the two blinked a few times as he stared across at the window. He was soon to realize what he saw was just shadows playing tricks on him. Looking down, he rubbed his shut eyes with his thumb and index finger. "Guess you're right. Sorry, the eyes are terrible when I first wake up."

Once her hand reached the door knob, she turned back around. "I have some papers to deliver. See yourself out. Make certain no one sees you leave this room. I'd rather not have any unnecessary rumors floating around." After receiving a sheepish thumbs up from her subordinate, she left.

As soon as she exited and shut her door behind her, she turned to see a familiar face approaching her from down the empty hallway. The figure stoic as she walked over.

The Lieutenant watched her autonomous movements a bit wide eyed. Seeing her unaccompanied, she went to meet her half way. "Belle? It's rare to see you this early. In fact, I didn't realize you had authorization to come to me. I'd thought it was required that I come to you."

Nodding, the mechanoid woman greeted her commanding officer with a nod. "Your suspicions would be correct under normal circumstances." Her magenta eyes darting to the other's door before resenting back in front of her.

"Under normal circumstances?" Talon repeated, mild concern showing on her face as well as in her voice. "Did something happen at that lab again? Did that scientist decide to run tests on you again?"

Shaking her head, Belle responded clearly and straight faced as usual. "No. I was ordered to come here to relay impertinent information to you."

"What Information?" Talon questioned.

From her side, Belle removed a single folded piece of paper from her pocket. Having kept it's condition as pristine as possible, she held it dainty with both hands, resting it on her opened palms. Holding it out in front of her. Just as carefully, the Lieutenant plucked the paper from her partner's hand. "You're presence is required in Magnis. That documentation holds the full information for you to review."

Opening up the document, Talon's eyes quickly scanned it's contents. It was several packed paragraphs instructing her and Richter's unit make haste to the headquarters in Magnis. Hallowright's signature on the bottom for those stationed at the vehicle depot. The rest could basically be summarized as saying that she and the Sargent would receive further information once on site.

Staring at her new orders Talon couldn't help but find something about it amiss. The more she examined it the more this feeling resurfaced. Closing her eyes, she shook her head briefly as she dropped the idea from her head. "Very well. The two of us will go to the weapon's complex to prepare then-"

"That is unnecessary." Belle spoke up, cutting her partner off for what must have been the first time ever. "You are in error, sir. I will not be accompanying you in this assignment." Her voice somewhat wilted by the end.

That single statement being all that was needed to leave her taken back. "Why wouldn't you be accompanying me? When the program started I was told you would be with me always so that we could collect data for professor Undine. The document says this mission may have mild combat situations as to prepare accordingly. Please explain to me where I'm in error?" Talon argued in a slight outrage. Herself questioning why she was so upset.

Belle nodded. "Yes. Everything stated is correct. As of midnight last night, the knight project has been terminated." Talon's jaw dropping ever so slightly at this new information. "Both commander Hallowright and professor Undine came to an agreement that our cooperation has delivered enough data of significant usefulness and is no longer required." Her eyes dipping down before quickly being corrected.

Staring somberly, Talon spoke back up. "What's going to happen?"

Belle stared straight ahead as she responded. "This information was not disclosed to me. If I were to make an assumption, you would be given a new partner to work with in following weeks. One that could allow professor Undine to collect more varied data. The program was terminated yet is viewed overall by many as a success thus continuing it would only be-."

"I should have been more specific." The Lieutenant spoke up. Belle halting her explanation immediately. "I meant to ask, what's going to happen to you?"

This time, it was Belle's turn to stand awestruck. Her eyes trembling as she stared forward. "I- This information was also disclosed to me." Without the other having to ask for more of an explanation, she went on. "If I were to make an assumption. Recall. I would be put into storage until a time where I would be viewed as useful again." Her eyes pointed at the ground, not returning to normal like earlier.

Talon didn't fully understand. Something telling her that Belle herself also wasn't fully certain. Instead of digging deeper, she did the only thing she could think of. Slowly, she extended her right hand in front of her. Belle staring in confusion. "It was a pleasure working with you. I'm grateful for all your support."

Staring for a moment longer, Belle awkwardly reached over for her parnter's hand. Once reaching it, she gave a weak grip in response. Clearly unaccustomed to such things and unaware of the right force required. "Y-Yes. Thank you for... everything."

_O_o_O_

Ryuk, Alice, and the usual members of the gang were all currently in the basement. Anya making corrections to a part of her rifle. Tyson rummaging through every drawer and crate in the basement, perhaps checking inventory. Sophia sat on the couch beside the veteran knight who was rereading a crumpled up letter in his hands. A vacant look in his eyes.

Out of the water filled trough in the basement, Ryuk pulled out his newly forged weapon. This one unlike his previous. It was a slender and nearly curveless katana. The steel smelted in such a way that it had become dyed a cold and pitch black. The blunt back end reinforced with the red scales of the monstrous Kirin the duo had dealt with the previous day. They were more prominent at the blade guard but slowly disappeared as it rose up to the tip. The handle was completely covered by the scales, appearing as though it were a growing will which had consumed the blade.

Satisfied with the product, the young knight picked up a cloth from the kitchen and began drying it off. Due to the course texture of the material, barely any cloth was necessary for a proper grip. Using a single long wrap of cloth, Ryuk crisscrossed down the handle, the scales peering in between like dozens of piercing eyes.

Seemingly finished, Ryuk pulled out his black revolver. The body recently reinforced with the scales as well. Satisfied with the comparison, Ryuk grinned over to Alice. "With this I'm sure of it. These weapons can handle your enchantments no problem."

Staring over at her partner, Alice's jaw dropped as her eyes widened. "R-R-Really? You really think so?" She asked over joyously but also fidgeting nervously.

Smiling back at her, he nodded. "Definitely. This is top quality. The finest we've ever made." He holstering his weapon back at his side. Sheathing the katana, he rummaged through the junk draws until finding a long sturdy string. His hands were quick as he tied the string around the base and opposite end of the scabbard. Done, he threw it over his shoulder and tightened it at a comfortable length.

His cheerful demeanor dropping, he turned over to His master. "And now that we've finished what we had to do, maybe someone else finally wants to share something with the rest of the group?" Even after Ryuk's less than subtle hint, Jin didn't move, his mind elsewhere. Not getting any headway, Ryuk decided to clear his throat loudly.

The tanned messy haired man looked up finally. Looking around, his sage green eyes saw how more than half the room was focused on him. Pushing off his knees, Jin stood up, sighing as he did. Crumpling the letter back up, he stuffed it back in the pocket of his tattered cloak. "I guess ya all 'ave a right t' know. Recently, I've been gettin' letters from the knights in Magnis."

Anya's head perked up at this. Turning around, she joined the novice pair in watching Jin from across the room.

As Jin gathered the rest of his thoughts, he scratched the back of his head. "A long time ago. I worked with a bunch a people there. I left, but now they want me back."

Shaking his head, Ryuk shrugged his arms. A smirk across his lips. "That all? Then just go to this Magnis place a sort things out in person."

Anya was agape as she looked over the young knight in disbelief. "You? You don't know what Magnis is?" She shouted despite being right next to him.

Tyson stopped what he was doing if only to shake his head in a similar merit. "That definitely explains a lot." Finishing with his comment he went back to his work.

Arching an eyebrow at his friends reactions, Ryuk crossed his arms. "What? What's so special about Magnis?"

Jin became silent. His foot tapping and fidgeting as he glanced away. Sighing, Anya sunk her shoulders. "I still can't believe you of all people..." When the young knight just stared at her in confusion she took a breath, readying herself to explain things. "Magnis is the craftknight capital of the country, Ryuk. It's a massive city. It's even one of the few places where being a knight is openly allowed."

Crossing his arms, Ryuk nodded. A polite smile stretching across his lips, he turned back to his master. "Okay. I get it now." Taking a few steps closer his smile widened. "So Jin, when are we leaving?"

Staring up at his apprentice, the older knight gave a defiant stare. "No."

With the same optimistic tone, Ryuk turned away over to the young mechanist. "How far away is Magnis? Will we need Zigbur?"

Standing up, Jin raised his voice. "You ain't going, Ryuk. I mean it."

Turning back around, Ryuk's smile had grown nearly twice as wide. A mirth lighting up in his eyes. "Just try to stop me." He declared picking up his coat from the side of the couch and throwing it on.

The two locked eyes for a moment. Jin's all of a sudden adamant gaze meeting his student's excited stare. After a few seconds, the elder took a breath and let out a matching defeated huff. "Fine."

Sighing, Anya looked away. "I can't believe you caved in to him that fast. You barely put up any resistance at all." She criticized shaking her head in disappointment.

Jin fell back into the couch. His head held low. Floating behind, Sophia lightly began massaging his shoulders. Whispering soft sincerities as she did so.

Giddy, Ryuk walked over to the youngest member of their group. "Why so down? This place sounds great."

Staring up at the older boy, Anya furrowed her brow. "You only know half of the story of that city. People call Magnis the Dual City. It's cut in half by a large river. One side may have hundreds of knights, but the other is home to the Deigleya. Residential homes along with military outposts. For every knight they have just as many soldiers to match. It's hardly peaceful. In fact, there are riots often."

Practically ignoring her further input, Ryuk began heading for the stairs. Passing the kitchen area, he turned to Tyson. "So how we doing with bullets? We were low the other day but..."

Closing the final drawer in the kitchen Tyson nodded. "Yes. We're almost out in fact. This whole place is running on empty. You'll need to restock before you come back." Glancing down at his wrist watch, he passed the young knight and headed up the staircase out of the basement. "My shift's starting upstairs. There's barely any left as there is. Take the remaining bullets and shells. It's not like we'd need them here anyway."

Ryuk nodded, giving a quick wave which was ignored. Bending down, he pulled out a small crate from under the wooden staircase. Taking off the lid he looked inside. Along with sporadic spare parts it also held some randomly littered bullets and shells. "Is this really all we have left?" Taking the remainder of the bullet's he'd used yesterday, he stuck them in his coat's right pocket.

"Let's just get this over with. The sooner we go the sooner we leave." Anya stated as she hopped off her stool. Zigbur buzzing happily, already hovering near the computer terminal in preparation for their departure.

Alice who'd been watching, met her on her way over to the computer. "You'll be coming with us? You don't seem to like this place all that much." She spoke up voicing her concerns.

Inputting the required information on the terminal she answered. "I don't. There's something I can take care of while I'm there however." Silent as she put in the rest of the data and hooking up her mechanoid partner up to it.

Begrudgingly, Jin stood up. Lazily looking over his shoulder, he yelped quickly turning around. A handful of shotgun shells were thrown at his direction. He struggled, hopping left and right as he caught all of them before they hit the ground. His raggedy cloak flailing from side to side. "Be more careful with this stuff Ryuk! Geez." His teacher's scoldings came on deaf ears as Ryuk strolled over. Mirth still lighting up his expression.

"We're ready." Anya announced, unplugging the wire connecting Zigbur to the terminal.

As the ritual, everyone huddled close to the mechanoid. Jin still sighing to himself. His apprentice opposite to him, smiling as his foot tapped impatiently. The mechanoid began the countdown. Alice taking one long look over their base, their home. An inexplicable feeling inside her telling her it'd be the last of it she would see for a while. The familiar light encompassing them and in an instant, faded away along with all of them. The basement left completely empty and undisturbed.

_O_o_O_

"Now this is a sight!" Ryuk shouted in his excitement. The group stood, mostly in awe of the great city's entrance way. A five story stone wall surrounding it's entity. Despite this, many buildings towered over it from the inside, dwarfing the wall in comparison.

A checkpoint of knights blocking entry through the main gate. Each holding a uniquely crafted spear. A small portion of the guards were currently talking with a crew of merchants trying to gain pardon.

As they waited to be addressed, Ryuk as well as Alice took a further look around. Surrounding the wall was fertile farmland. To the young knight's content upon noticing how technically modern the work hands were equip. Miles away, beyond the river, as Anya had mentioned before, were dozens of Deigleyian factories. Cluttering the horizon and filling the sky with black smoke. Further upstream was a wide concrete dam that matched the size of the wall.

"You there. State your business." A guard ordered as he walked over to Jin and the others. A simple looking helmet and visor blocking his face. When Jin reached into his cloak the guard tightened his grip around his spear. When the veteran knight pulled out a letter the guard eased up on his weapon. Snatching the letter he quickly skimmed through it. "A summons? By who?"

Sighing, Jin kept his uninterested gaze as he answered. "I think I was called 'ere by Marcus."

At the single drop of a name, the guards jaw fell. Returning the letter, he stepped aside. "I see. My apologies. Please hurry along."

Jin's and Sophia's eyes both widened in surprise. "Wha'? Just wit that? Don't ya need to run a check or..." Shaking his head, the guard walked passed them, already addressing a group behind them. "Just how important have ya gotten Marcus?" Jin asked himself. Ryuk leaving and walking ahead of him, leading the group inside through the mighty walls.

Making it through the tunnel the size of a small house, Ryuk grinned widely at the full sight of the city. A cobblestone street was paved in front of him. On one side were tightly packed together houses that were so close that their colorfully painted rooftops were practically connected. On the opposite end were the towering stacked buildings he was able to see from the other side of the wall.

It was a busy and crowded city. Loud with people as dozens and dozens of passerbyers walked in front of him and quickly there after disappeared from his field of view. Knights proudly marching through the crowds, weapons openly strapped to their sides. Street corners home to merchants. Nearly every third store seemed to be some kind of smithing shop or related to one in some way.

Just as Ryuk was about to turn around, a pair of kids younger than him ran in front of him. The two playing a game and play fighting with wooden swords down the street. Turning back around, he wore a smile that wasn't going to be washed away for quite a while. His partner still gaping at the sights. "How could you hide this place from me?" He joked to his teacher who was far less thrilled.

Rubbing his temples, Jin huffed. "I ain't prepared for this after all." Taking a brief look around, he pointed down a street that branched off the main road a few buildings down. "That way. We'll stop at a tavern for a spill before I head off to meet Marcus."

Laughing, Ryuk shook his head. "I don't get what's wrong with you. This place is great!" Alice still in awe of the sights walked off a little. Stopping at the entrance to a nearby alleyway.

The youngest was in a similar disposition as the oldest of the group. "No. This place is awful. You'll see for yourself eventually." The tiny mechanist commented heading off in the opposite direction as the group.

Ryuk took a few steps after her. "Gonna take care of that errand by yourself?" He asked, sticking his hands in his pants pockets.

Stopping, Anya turned around. "Yes. I'll meet you at the main gates when we're all done."

His eyes narrowing, the young knight shortened the distance between the two. "You gonna be okay walking around this big city with just Zigbur?"

Nodding, she turned back away and took a few steps. "I'll be fine."

Ryuk was stationary as he watched her begin to leave. "I can see that. This is your home town, isn't it?" She stopped in her tracks, turning back to face him. The bustling crowd ignoring them as they walked passed and in between them. "I remembered you saying something about growing up here on that train. Not exactly happy about it as I recall. You sure you'll be alright?"

"It's something I need to do alone." Anya admitted looking down. She glanced up at the older boy before taking her leave once again. "You don't need to worry about me. I'm just going to visit my old house." Finally taking her leave, Ryuk watched her as she slipped away into the sea of changing faces.

He sighed to himself. "Don't worry she says." Ryuk commented out loud. "Why can't she just ask for help sometimes? Right, Alice?" Turning behind him with a smile, he faced a crowd of unknown people. His smile instantly dropping, Ryuk started looking around. He'd become alone among the bustling crowds of passerbyers.

Walking off away from the main crowds, he spotted the town's large entrance way. Gaining his bearings, Ryuk retraced his steps onto the main road. Not spotting any familiar faces, he changed direction toward the side path that Jin had pointed to earlier.

As he made his way across the streets, he kept an open look out. His head whipping left and right down every side street he crossed. Almost bumping into a few people as he searched. Looking down a nearby alleyway he let out a sigh of relief. Down the long confining alleyway was his missing partner. She was talking with an older woman who was sitting on the ground, her back against one of the buildings.

Shaking his head, he smiled heading down to meet her. The alley was poorly lit. The sunlight blocked by the meeting of two rooftop edges from the parallel buildings on both sides. As he approached, he could begin to make out some of the things the elder woman was saying. Her voice dragging, hoarse but a little long winded. "...do not forget my dear: The saddest people smile the brightest. The loneliest people are the kindest. And the most dangerous people are the wisest." Being respectful, Alice nodded.

"Here you are." Ryuk greeted, breaking a shortly lived silence.

"Oh!" Alice jumped back a bit in surprise. Immediately after she bowed her head a little embarrassed. "I'm sorry. I wandered off, didn't I?"

Shrugging his shoulders, Ryuk eased her with a warming smile. "Don't worry about it. I found you pretty fast. Besides, everyone got split up from the looks of things."

"Hello young man." The old woman welcomed with a wide smile. She had dozens of missing teeth. Looking down at her, the young knight got his first good look of her. She was dressed in rags and a small blanket. Her skin blemished and her hair long and stringy. Despite these traits, she was very warm and inviting.

"She said she's a fortune teller." Alice chimed in.

Ryuk's smile became a little forced. "Oh, did she now." He said, trying to sound as polite as he could.

Her head shaking lightly as she nodded. "Yes I am." The woman pointed up at the young knight with a trembling finger. "In a past life, you were an incredibly cruel-hearted man. A lost soul whom became a slave to his darkest desires." Her voice grew louder and she spread her arms wide. "Nearly causing a catastrophe to fulfill your twisted dreams!"

The young knight keeping a straight face at these audacious claims. "Oh was I now?" He said, matching his same tone from before.

The woman nodded again. "You were! And you enjoyed putting people on. You were an excellent liar."

Alice's head flew back to her partner at this statement. A wide smile and excitement sparkling in her eyes.

"Lucky guess." Ryuk admitted, not giving it more thought. Quickly, he glanced behind then back to his partner. "We should probably get going. We still need to find Jin."

Understanding, Alice agreed. Kneeling down, Alice gave a gentle goodbye. "It was nice meeting you."

Taking a step away, Ryuk turned to the woman. "Sorry, we don't have any money or anything on us."

Shaking her head, the woman's smile never faltered. "That is fine my dears. I haven't talked with young one's like yourselves in some time. Your company, while short lived, is more than enough." Looking up at Ryuk, she pointed up at him again. "In fact, I'll give you one last warning: Your destiny, should you choose to claim it, will meet you this day at that which unites us. But be warned, should you take this path, a daring price must be paid."

Waving over his shoulder, Ryuk wore a polite smile. "I'll remember that." He said with little conviction. Alice scurrying to catch up with him.

As the two were nearing the main street again, Ryuk's eyes shifted to his partner beside him. "You sure do meet a lot of interesting people."

Alice smiled at this in agreement. "Yeah. I thought the same thing when I first met you." She said, unaware of the cruel undertone to her statement.

"Ouch." Ryuk commented lowering his head a little bit. His partner staring, mildly confused.

Making it back to the main street, the pair surveyed the area. Southward, Ryuk spotted the street his master had originally instructed the group head down. As they were about to start making there way, a group of young children ran in front of them. Ryuk smiled when he noticed each of them had a smithing hammer holstered around their sides with special belts.

In front of them marched a much older man. He wore thick clothing and had numerous small scars on his face. A thick graying beard. The palms of his hands covered in faded burns. A crate tucked under one arm. "All right class! Now that we got the materials, what do we do next?"

Behind him all the children answered together. "Smelt them down!" Staggering lightly as he walked, the teacher nodded.

Ryuk was unable to take his eyes away from the class of the much younger knights. Staring over at them even after they disappeared from sight. His wide smile still strong.

The young red head looked over at her partner, his fond gaze and smile making her do similarly. "Did that remind you of you and Jin?" She asked genuinely.

Laughing, Ryuk shook his head. "Not exactly." He took a step toward their destination only to sneak one last peak over his shoulder. Turning back around, the young knight found his partner walking beside him, still staring over at him in intrigue.

Left in a good mood, Ryuk sighed as he scratching the back of his head. "My training with Jin was a bit rougher." He began, his smile only becoming stronger rather than slowly decreasing. "At first he taught me chess to learn tactics. Of course for a while I only used the knight, obviously." He joked earning a quick laugh. "After that, he made me learn the waltz with one of my other partners, to learn rhythm. I must of stepped on her feet at least a dozen times in one of our early sessions."

The two rounded the corner, Ryuk still reflecting on his early lessons. "One time, while I was showing off, I did a hand stand in the middle of the basement. At first Jin praised me, then told me to hold it for five more hours. I was so stubborn back then I did it too. I couldn't lift my smithing hammer for a week after that." He admitted a little embarrassed.

A glossy look in his eyes as he stared ahead at the bustling streets. "We didn't move onto combat until the end. First thing he taught me was how to block. Guess how he did it?" Before Alice could even try to answer Ryuk went on. "Jin stood me up in the training area and took two handed swings at me with his hand ax. We didn't move on until I could take a blow without being knocked down. That one took me about two weeks to figure out."

Alice laughed, jovial as continued to their unknown destination. "Then he taught you how to use a sword?"

Shaking his head, Ryuk stopped for a moment. Standing off on the side of the street, Alice followed. He looked over the building's they had passed as well as in front of them. "Actually, no. I was a natural with the sword. I'm sure we went over the basics once or twice, but I don't remember really needing it."

Cupping a hand under his chin, the young knight took in the surrounding area. "I don't see the tavern he mentioned. Should we go further or ask for directions?" He asked out loud. It was more for himself but he was more than open to suggestions.

"I was right." Alice all of a sudden brought up.

Arching an eyebrow, Ryuk stared at her. "Oh? Right about what?" He said sliding his hand off of his chin and onto his side.

She giggled for a second. "You really do respect master Jin. I was beginning to wonder."

Smiling, Ryuk looked away in embarrassment. "Yeah. You caught me. I guess I've always been that way though. Even since I met Jin way back when." Turning around, he was almost taken back by the eagerness on his partner's face.

He smirked. "You wouldn't wanna hear about that, now would you?"

Immediately, Alice nodded her head frivolously. "You bet!"

Ryuk laughed at her behavior. His expression turning more somber as he looked a little away again. "I don't really mind. You remember what happened to the orphanage I grew up in, don't you?" Alice quickly noticed his change in tone. "I met Jin a little after that. I'd just ran away. I met him a few towns over..."

_O_o_O_

It was a rural town. A young boy sat on the side of a street, leaning against the barren side of a building. His clothes and face were dirty, light tares around the shirt. His hands wrapped around his stomach. Occasionally a person would walk by. Every time, they would ignore the child. A set of golden orbs sat motionless as they stared straight ahead.

Eventually, a shadow overtook the child. Looking up, he saw a large man staring down at him. A beaten up cloak flowing with the gentle breeze. The man's hair, even more messier than the child's. An unchanging stoic expression painted on his face. Worn sage green eyes staring down at the boy.

The child stared up at the figure. Frozen stiff and a little timid. Looking as though he was about to flee, a new figure emerged from behind the man. She floated gracefully in the air. Her long hair swaying with the changing wind. She seemed about the same age as the man. Her face matched his, yet unlike the man, seemed as though it could hold a shape of compassion. Leaning on the man's shoulder she also peered down at the child staring up at her in amazement.

With the child distracted, the man bent down. Quickly, he snatched the boy's wrist with his firm grip. Surprised and scared, the child cried out as he tried to break free. Pulling at his arm which wasn't showing any signs of being released. A few people who were walking by glanced over before once again avoiding their gaze.

Standing back up, the man started walking across the street. With his hand still grasped tightly, he began dragging the small boy. His resistance meaning nothing to him as the child tried and tried to escape. Without consent or worry, he pulled the child in to the building across from where he was sitting.

Once inside, the boy began resisting less and less as he looked around to where he had been taken. Dining tables and booths all around. The aroma of food and seasonings filling the air. The sounds of silverware hitting against ceramic as well as light conversations enveloping him.

Making their way to a small and empty round table in the back corner, the older man lifted the child up and dropped him in one of the chairs. As soon as he was released, he retracted himself on the other side of the wooden chair. Rubbing his wrist as he stared unnervingly at the man. Before he could say anything, the man turned and gave him his back. The silent man soon after started walking away toward the main counter across the room.

The woman floating over the table took a seat beside the child. Her hands neatly overlapping each other on the tabletop. The two stared at each other for short time before the woman grew an inviting smile as her face softened up. "Hello there." Her voice was gentle and supportive. "What's your name? Do you feel like telling me?" Gaining silence in return, she kept up her smile. "You can call me Sophia if you like."

The child stared at her, still seeming reluctant to speak. Becoming slightly more at ease, he uncoiled himself off the side of the chair. Sitting more normally, his feet began swinging nervously underneath. Not yet long enough to reach the wooden flooring. He opened his mouth then quickly closed it. With Sophia's warm smile a constant, he reopened it. "R-Ryuk."

Just then, a small basket with a hand full of bread rolls were slammed down onto the center of the table. The young Ryuk jumping back in surprise. Right after, the rough man from earlier sat down in the chair opposite of the child. Lazily, he held his head up with his left hand. Picking up a roll with his right, he threw it across the table at Ryuk who fumbled trying to catch it. "Eat up." He ordered. His voice gruff and tired.

After, he picked up another roll and took a big chomp out of one end. Taking only a few bites, he swallowed with a loud gulp. He then lightly tossed what was left over to Sophia who easily caught it. Ryuk watched as he began taking a few nibbles out of his roll, hesitant as he did. Sophia looked down at the bread in her hands. A majority of it untouched, only one end used. She looked back up. "Jin. You should really eat more."

Jin ignored her at first as he stared across the table at the small child. When she called out to him again, his eyes shifted over to her. "I ordered a couple bowls of soup. It ain't much, but it's all I could afford. That should be enough for you two." Sophia letting out a melancholy sigh as she looked back down. The older knight turned further as he looked out the window. Ignoring the others as he did.

Ryuk began watching him for a time as he took larger and larger bites of his bread. All of a sudden, Jin's eyes widened lightly. Curious, Ryuk looked outside as well. What he saw made him freeze up. Directly outside their window stood two men with white uniforms that had been burned into the young child's memory. The Deigleyain emblem proudly printed on the back. There was an older man who walked with a cane trapped between them. The two soldiers were picking on him, mocking his stature as they showcased the rifles strapped to their backs. Despite worrying looks on their faces the people walking by, much like with Ryuk, ignored the scene.

As he watched, Ryuk could feel his hands tightening more and more in anger. The remainder of his bread roll becoming crushed in his grip. Right then, Jin stood up. "I'll be right back." He said as he stood up. The same expressionless look on his face as he walked toward the building entrance. Passing by a table, he swiped an opened wine bottle. The owner shouting after him, but much like before, Jin ignored it as he stepped outside.

Looking back outside the window, both Sophia and Ryuk watched as Jin staggered into the scene. Taking a long swig out of the bottle, he bumped into one of the soldiers. "H-Hey now! W-W-Watch it!" Jin shouted. He was hunched over in what seemed to be a drunken state. With the two soldiers distracted, the older man quickly walked away. As one of them tried to grab Jin, he weaved away and fell a little toward the man, causing him to tumble onto the ground. The second soldier tried similarly only for the same to happen to him.

People walking by now much more focused on what was happening than earlier. The first soldier back on his feet blew his cool as he ran back up to Jin. As he approached, Jin took a long drink. His head leaning back along with the bottle. Doing so caused an approaching swing to flagrantly miss it's target.

Both soldier's gritted their teeth in growing annoyance when a light wave of laughter appeared. Standing up, the two looked around to see a small group of the townspeople were watching the show and laughing lightly in between shared whispers.

Embarrassed, the two men started walking away. "L-Let's just get outta here. We shouldn't waste our time with this drunkard." One said over his shoulder, trying his best to save what was left of his reputation.

Fumbling with his feet, Jin staggered a few steps toward the leaving men. Once the Deigleyain were out of sight, and most of the people had walked away, Jin stood up straight. Dropping the bottle, he spit some of the lingering wine out of his mouth and onto the ground. Watching where the two left, he scratched the side of his stubble with one hand. The other in his pocket.

Just then, a more powerful gust of wind blew, sending his cloak flying upward. Strapped to the back of his undershirt were two hand axes directly under his shoulder blades. A matching pair of sawed off shotguns underneath, hanging off the side of his waist.

"Oh honestly! That man is..." Sophia began, her hands trembling in growing annoyance. Her barely audible complaints pulling Ryuk's head away from what had just unfolded in front of him. Floating up out of her chain, the wind elemental flew head first out of the restaurant and outside. Turning his head back around he could see Sophia now returning to her master's side. Respectful as she tried to be, she wasn't shy about voicing her complaints as she scolded Jin's behavior. Complaints of which barely fazed the man.

When a waiter approached the table where only the child remained. In one hand he held a silver tray with several bowls of soup on it. Just when he reached the table however, Ryuk vaulted up and sprinted out the door.

Running outside, Ryuk dashed over to the pair in front of the restaurant. "Hey, mister!" He exclaimed with a wide smile on his face for the first time since the three had met. Sluggishly, Jin looked down at him. "I want you to teach me. I want you to show me how be just like that!" He asked boldly. His hesitation from earlier vanishing.

Staring down at the small boy, Jin cocked an eyebrow. "Huh? You wanna be a knight?"

Nodding with a pair of wide eyes, Ryuk smiled wider. "Yeah!"

Slowly, a smile crept it's way upon the older's face. Examining the child one more time, Jin smirked. The enthusiasm in the small child's voice winning him over. "Sure. Why not?" He replied with barely any thought.

Her jaw dropping, Sophia shifted her focus between the two. "What?" She spat out in disbelief. "You? You're going to take on an apprentice?"

Ryuk was more than thrilled. He was grinning up at the stranger he had met just a mere tens of minutes ago. Excitement overtook him. It becoming more and more difficult to recount the painful look that was so stonely painted on his face when they all met. That child was long gone. The one in front of Jin was one of eagerness and pure childlike excitement.

_O_o_O_

"Jin taught me my most important lesson that day." Ryuk said, just wrapping up his tale from the past. "He taught me how a knight's duty isn't to himself or even to his fellow knights. A knight's duty above all else is to the people. Even if that means risking everything just to set them at ease."

Alice stared strongly at her partner. His prideful expression filling her with confidence. It was a look she's seen before. It had the innate ability to push her fears away and make her want to try her hardest no matter how impossible the situation the duo found themselves in.

"I really was left awestruck that day." He admitted, still looking back on the past events fondly. "Jin saved the day. Acting like a fool in front of everyone to set their worry away. Barely without lifting a finger, he made those soldiers stop what they were doing and leave. I decided that day, I wanted to be just like that." The corners of his smile tightening as he watched the townspeople pass by the two.

Smiling in return, Alice continued to stare at her partner. Shortly after, she grew a bit of a perplexed look. "Um..." She started, getting the male's attention. "...but that doesn't sound like you at all." Ryuk's cool demeanor showing signs of fading as she went on. "You said Jin saved the day by acting like a fool, but you never do that. Whenever you step in to things like that, you always try to make yourself look cool."

His partner's accurate assessment caused him to laugh nervously. Turning to her, his smile from earlier became more and more forced. "Yes. Well..." He stalled, unable to disagree and say otherwise. "That's where Jin and I differ. He's more than able to throw away his pride and act like an idiot, but me..." When his partner gave him the same confused look as before, he blushed lightly, turning away once more. "I suppose, as strange as it sounds, I'm just not mature enough to act so immaturely."

It took a few seconds for the red head to react. Her face developing a goofy smile, she soon after let out a heartfelt laughter. Looking down slightly as she attempted to compose herself.

Watching her for a moment, Ryuk's shoulder's sunk as he let out a silent sigh. Quick to snap himself out of it he took a few steps away. Tapping his partner's shoulder to reclaim her attention. "You can laugh at me later..." He proposed with his typical assuring smirk. "...let's find Jin first though. He's around here somewhere."

Wrapping up what had degraded into giggles, Alice nodded. Trekking beside her partner as they once again began heading down the busy city streets of Magnis.

_O_o_O_

Back in Lun Des, the bar was just as busy as the day Fontine joined. On break, Tyson sat at the front desk to relieve the tiring old owner from his post. The crowd having first arrived and had steadily been growing only after the eccentric woman's shift began. The brown haired barkeep didn't particularly mind this fact. What did get on his nerves was the appearance of Fontine's all too infamous tip jar as soon as she went to work.

"Good afternoon everyone!" She exclaimed. Giving a twirl from behind the counter, she lifted the long skirt of her red dress ever so slightly to avoid a potential fall. She finished by winking at those by the front counter. A playful laugh following shortly after.

He couldn't help but watch her as she went to work. Studying her mannerisms and verbal ticks. His mind currently contemplating if her work enthusiasm was forced or not. She went out of her way to chat with nearly everyone in the bar. Both men and woman alike came. The men coming to gawk as they complained about their work. The women exchanging compliments as they immersed themselves in idle chit-chat. This was clearly to rack up tips. Although, the wide smile on her face as she discussed mundane and trivial information with the customers was beginning to make him believe otherwise.

Outside came the sounds of a revving engine. His eyes widening from the noise, Tyson immediately looked to see if anyone else had noticed. Relief overtook him as he scanned the oblivious crowd. Fontine's innate ability to draw a crowd was turning out to be more and more convenient to the town's young philosopher.

Silently, the bartender removed himself from his post. Slipping outside for the second time today. Unbeknownst to him, Fontine watched all of this from an aside glance.

Stepping outside, Tyson became face to face with the front end of small white painted military jeep. It was parked plainly in the middle of the dirt road. Hanging around it were three soldiers in standard uniforms. One of them was leaning patiently with his arms crossed against the side door. The other two talking to him. One of the two other soldiers talked in a more relaxed manner. The last was clearly nervous as he looked around cautiously.

Noticing Tyson, the man in the middle smiled widely. Pushing off the vehicle, the soldier sauntered over. The other two following behind. Tyson meeting him halfway, the two men stood face to face. Almost equal in height, the soldier held the advantage of a few inches mostly due to his boots.

"Well, hey there." He greeted openly. The soldier's tone was relaxed but also well mannered.

Facing the soldier directly, Tyson took a second to size him up. The two couldn't have been more than a year apart in age. "What business do soldiers have in Lun Des? If you require supplies, I can point you to the general store. If it's a meal your after then I-" Despite being welcoming and informative, Tyson was halted in his explanation as the soldier in front of him raised an open hand, instructing him to stop.

The soldier's smile curved upward as he leaned a little closer. "No need for such hospitality so soon. We haven't even introduced ourselves yet." Tipping his cap, he extended an hand. "Please, call me Maxwell."

Not wanting to seem unwelcoming or not forthcoming, Tyson accepted the handshake. "Tyson." He revealed.

As soon as he responded, Maxwell enclosed Tyson's grip with his other hand. Clasping both palms around his. At that instant, Tyson was reminded of the image of a snake coiling around it's prey. Looking up, the bartender saw a smile on the soldier's face, but his military cap hid his eyes, which unnerved him.

"There!" Maxwell exclaimed releasing his grip. "Now that introductions are in order..." His face grimaced as his tone became more serious. "...we have something very important to discuss." Tyson keeping a straight face as the soldier continued. "Now, I hate to be the one to say such dreadful news, but, I must. We've received some worrisome info that knights use this quaint little town for refuge."

Narrowing his gaze, Tyson glanced behind at the two other men who had opposite reactions. One withheld mild snickers while the other looked around nervously. "I can assure you that-"

"Now now, let me finish." Maxwell spoke up in a polite tone as he cut the younger man off. "This impacting information was given to solely the three of us. My associates and I discovered this tip after, persuading a trio of lower ranked soldiers who passed through here recently after a, vehicle malfunction, was it?" He turned away at the end to the other two for conformation.

The situation becoming more clear, Tyson kept his calm disposition. Clearing his throat, he held a forward stare. "Is this a threat?" He asked rather bluntly.

Laughing innocently, Maxwell's grew a wide smile if only for a moment. "A threat? No, don't think of it that way. Think of it more as a warning." Reaching forward with one hand, he placed it gently on the other's shoulder. "It's clear that it's our duty to report such offenses. Should this information spread to officers above us, things could turn bleak. Something unfortunate could happen to this town. Yet I'm sure a stand up gentleman like yourself could find someway to keep this important detail from reaching any higher."

With his suspicions being proved true, Tyson slowly nodded. Reaching over, he daintily removed the soldier's hand from his shoulder. "I see. And what exactly would it take to keep you from divulging this information?"

Instead of answering right away, he chuckled to himself. "I knew you would be accommodating." He leaned forward ever so slightly as so the two were eye to eye. "We don't want much really. Just enough money to keep us quiet. That's all." He said clearly, no longer trying to be subtle.

Sighing, Tyson closed his eyes for a few seconds. "How much?" He asked, reopening his light blue eyes.

Maxwell returned a serious glare. "How much?" He gawked at the question. "How much is this shoddy village worth to you?"

The young bartender faced this glare with a stern forward gaze. "I see." The first to break their long stare, he started walking passed the front entrance to the inn and stopped at the alley in between it and the next building. "This way, if you please."

Happy with the way things were turning out, Maxwell was the first to walk over. The other two silently following behind. Once all assembled on the side of the building, Tyson lifted his arm, pointing down the alley to a spec more than a mile away. "Do you see that cactus over there? I'll meet you there shortly after nightfall with what you want."

Frowning, one of the soldier's behind their leader stepped forward. "Hey. That wasn't the deal. And who do you think you are giving us instructions?" His voice gruff. Much deeper and older than Maxwell or Tyson.

Raising one arm, Maxwell blocked the other soldier and Tyson. A confident smile resting on his face. "Now now. We can't just expect him to gather the funds so quickly. I expected such." The eldest soldier scowled, turning away. "This won't be a problem." Maxwell went on. "It is our off day. We'll take a brief tour to a nearby town to unwind and relax. Then swing back here before returning to our base. We'll even park behind this... quaint establishment as not to cause a disturbance. But in return, everything else will be taken care of without any problems, won't it?" When Tyson nodded, Maxwell clasped his hands together. "Very good! Very good to hear."

Turning around, Maxwell was the first to head back to the jeep. Following right behind was the timid soldier. After, the oldest who was less reluctant to leave empty handed. All packed up, the doors slammed and the motor roared. The wheels wounding up slowly. The engine growing louder still, the vehicle full of soldiers took off down the center of town. Blazing down the dirt sand-covered road, they drove off. The barkeeper making sure to watch until it was out of sight entirely.

Even after the jeep had disappeared from sight, Tyson remained staring off. His mind still going as his body stayed still. Blinking a few times, he shook his head to focus. Taking a breath, he pushed the doors open back into the bar.

As soon as he stepped inside, he turned to see Horace. He had a small attendance book open in front of him as he wiped down his glasses with a handkerchief. "Oh Tyson, there you are." He greeted somewhat meekly. Apparently still not used to such a large turnout of people. "I'd heard a loud noise outside. Is everything alright?"

Before Tyson could respond, one of the male patrons at the bar spoke up. "Yeah, I heard it too. Sounded like a car engine. Who'd it belong to?"

Looking over, Tyson saw a little less than half the bar awaited his answer. Fontine gazing over in likewise interest. "It wasn't anyone important." He replied, quickly disregarding any worry. "Just a caravan trader passing through. We weren't in need of any supplies so he was on his way to the next town over." He lied flawlessly without skipping a beat or sounding unnatural. Apparently picking up a few tricks from Ryuk. Everyone went back to their own business at this. Even Horace returned to checking over his book. The only one still gazing over being the red haired waitress from the corner of her eyes.

Seeing how crowded the tables and bar stools were, Tyson hopped over the barren corner end onto the other side. Dusting off his vest as he began heading for the storeroom in the back. As he walked closer, Fontine shot him a look. "And where are you off to?" She asked in a rare straight face.

Ignoring her, Tyson opened the door and slammed it behind him. Placing a hand on her hip, the red haired women shook her head. Just about to turn back to the customers she stopped when she heard a second door slam from inside. Her eyes widening for a few seconds.

Turning back to the patrons, she let out a nervous laugh. A smile forced on her face. "Oh, well I..." Stalling lightly, she waved over Horace. "I'm so sorry everyone, but I'm going to take a short break. I'll be right back." After her promise, she headed for the back room that the barkeep had disappeared into. Horace making his way over to take her place.

Opening the door, she peeked inside to see the refrigerator door hanging open. Most likely from the force of being slammed shut. Deeper inside, what looked like a staircase could be seen. She took one last look over her shoulder. Opening the door just wide enough to slip herself in. After, she closed it shut directly behind her as so no one else could see inside.

_O_o_O_

The Lieutenant and her men had recently concluded their long departure from Steel Will and had arrived at the Magnis outpost. The soldiers all getting their barrings while the Sargent staggered left and right. Still recovering from his choices from a night before. Shortly upon arrival, a local officer came to brief them. Escorting them across the base, the unit was currently being taken alongside the East side of the town's main river.

"I do apologize for the inconvenience. The base interior is currently... under renovations." The local soldier explained as he lead the way in front. He held a haughty tone and rigid movements. "This detour won't take up much of your time, I assure you."

Talon surveyed the land as they were walking. On her left was the lowered riverbed. A deep but raging stream of water that spanned half a block wide. To her right was the outside concrete walls of the military base. It's walls, old and cracked, clearly seeing use.

Directly South of the base began the civilian district. A street and row of buildings directly beyond the walls. The city was a work of art. The architecture melded by a mix of bright red brick and white concrete. From where she was, she could see mosaics painted on almost every other wall in the distance. Hanging plants draped over alleyways. Shrubbery on every corner.

As the soldiers walked on the paved road alongside the riverbed, Deigleyain civilians would occasionally pass by while on their way. Most smiling, being respectful to the troops. Some bowing their heads lightly as they walked by.

Glancing across the river, she saw groups of knights with scowls and lingering stares of bitter indignation. The whole unit earning raw glares as they moved along. So much so that their guide took notice. "Hm?" Growing a mild look of discontent, he didn't seem very fazed. "There may be another riot later today. I'll inform the higher ups to increase troop count on the northern and southern bridges." Sighing, he clapped his hands a few times to gain the others attention. "Now now, move along."

As they walked around the walls, the crowds grew denser. This agitating and hindering the Sargent with his pounding headache and mild delirium in his morning-after state. His men smirked, amused by their superiors condition.

Having wrapped up their detour, the unit found themselves in front of an iron gate. The guide walking off to exchange information and validation with a soldier keeping guard outside. As he did, the rest stayed put.

A few of the men hanging back, they leaned in as close as they could to their commanding officer without alerting him. "EVERYTHING OKAY, SARGE?" They shouted as loudly as possible.

Yelping in shock, the jaded young officer fell over, collapsing against the concrete wall. Clasping his head with both hands as he stared straight down. "Y-You guys." He growled between groans. Most of his unit staring unconcerned. Staring at the group of men that toyed with him, his eyes focused in and out. In the end, he was unable to clearly make them out. "Since I can't tell which you three are, we're all runnin' laps when we get back!" His men all laughing at his order, his reaction in his recovering drunken state appearing worth their punishment.

Talon watched the scene. As the head officer of the unit, she was clearly fit to stop the tomfoolery. She found no need however. Against her better judgment, there wasn't any apparent loss in letting her men unwind from time to time. As she had learned, her men worked better under the Sargent's presence. The enormous respect for their whimsical leader shown through their relaxed attitude and ease around him.

Teetering from side to side as he approached, Richter joined his Lieutenant over near the gate. Leaning his back against the wall, he slid down until he was in a sitting position. Groaning, he hung his head. "These chumps are gonna pay when we get back." His stomach making an unsettling rumble, he covered his mouth briefly.

Staring down at the man, Talon soon after shifted her gaze to the jovial band that served her. Laughing and joking while they waited. "They really do respect you. You do know that, don't you?" She asked.

Richter stared up at his commanding officer. Raising a topic she normally wouldn't, he arched an eyebrow. "If you say so." He commented without much resolve. A small pause grew between them. "Y'know, they probably feel the same way about you."

Her eyes widening in minor surprise, she looked back down at the man. "What do you mean?"

Still lazily staring up at her, he answered. "Notice anything different about their rifles?"

Curious, she looked back up. Almost instantly, she understood what he was getting at. All of her men wore their rifles strapped to their back as per the standard, but they all had a new addition to them. At the tip off all the rifles were long bayonets, the Sargent included.

"It makes a lot of sense y'konw?" Richter brought up as he caressed the side of his temples. "The more advanced our weapons got, the more we moved away from the earlier stuff. We got rifles that can pick off a rat from half a mile away, armies of hacked mechanoids in storage, and war machines spewing out daily that could level a small army. But what's the point when our enemy excels at getting up close where it's all useless?" Instead of a response, the Sargent was gifted by the view of his Lieutenant's speechless face as she continued to stare at the men. This revelation completely new to her. Enjoying the sight, Richter smiled up at his younger superior.

As the iron gate began to open up, Talon snapped out of her light daze. Collecting herself, she rose her shoulders once more as she turned forward. Grunting, the Sargent pushed up off the ground to stand beside her. His hands finding their way into his pants pocket.

Their guide waving them over as he walked inside without waiting for them. Talon lead the others through the interior. The Sargent and his men following directly behind. A few steps in and they could see why the detour was necessary. The front gate was blocked off by a large collapsed wall of concrete rubble. Numerous soldiers working together to clear it aside. Others repairing the wall from the inside.

As her men stared, Talon glanced up at the main building in the back corner. When she did, she noticed two familiar individuals talking on a second floor balcony. Their regal air noticeable even from where she was standing, hundreds of yards of training ground across. There stood Commander Hallowright and the Captain, Victor. Amidst their conversation, the Captain glanced over with an aside glance. The two locking eyes briefly before he returned to his discussion.

Talon grew a confused expression. "Why would the two of them also..." She mumbled to herself amidst her racing thoughts.

"Something up, Lieutenant?" The Sargent asked inelegantly sauntering over.

Turning to face him, Talon narrowed her gaze. "Be on guard while we're here. Something isn't right." She warned before staring off at the main compound once again. Both higher ups gone from the balcony.

While confused, the Sargent nodded. "Understood, my Lieutenant."

_O_o_O_

A ways across the river and neck deep in the slums, Jin and his partner walked aimlessly down the streets. Jin's head snapping to every other building trying to find anything he might recognize. Scowling to himself, the veteran stopped in the middle of the street and began looking around. The crowds disregarding him as they walked around.

"They tare down this city an' start over? I can't find a thing." He complained.

Floating alongside him, Sophia lowered her head so that they were at eye level despite floating feet off the ground. "I don't mean to make you worry, but I feel you should also know the kids left us almost immediately after we got inside."

Puzzled, Jin looked behind him find out he was in fact missing one mechanist and craft pair. Turning back to his partner, his face showed no signs of surprise. "I expected as much. Anya won't be hard to find. She's famous 'round these parts. As fer Ryuk, we'll just look for the biggest crowd. He'll be in the center of it."

Staring with a serious look, Sophia agreed with his thinking as she moved on to another topic. "What's the plan Jin?"

Releasing a huff, Jin contemplated this question himself. "Well, I guess..." He continued to look around as he stalled. "...We'll find Marcus first. Settle things with 'em, then leave."

At the corner of a near by back alleyway, Jin spotting a small gang of younger guys. They were swinging around their weapons as they spoke in a loud rude manner. A few making passes at the women who walked by. Staring at them for a few seconds, the veteran started walking over to them. His partner silently floating behind.

Arriving in front of the group, they all stared up at him. "The hell you want, old timer?" The one in the center demanded in a callus tone. A low laughter emerging from the surrounding members of the group. The one in the center was seated on a half bent garbage can. He had unruly long brown hair. A stylish looking and most likely expensive black long coat draped over his shoulders. His eyes focused up at Jin as a small grin grew. "What's the matter, your hearing gone bad, old timer?" He insulted once more in a disruptive manner.

Ignoring the teasing, Jin remained quiet for a few moments before finally responding. "I don't mean to take up your time. I'm looking for someone and hoped you could lend me a hand." The older knight revealed with a stern look on his face.

Letting out a snort, the punk released a loud laughter that made the others immediately join in too. "Ya hear that boys? This guy wants our help." Reaching behind the garbage can, the man pulled out a wide cutless made of a thick metal and rested it on his shoulder. Shifting his gaze, his eyes turned to the summon beast hovering next to him. "Tell ya what gramps, you leave that sweetheart with us and maybe we'll help ya out." He proposed with another laugh. The others all preparing their weapons as well.

Remaining uncharacteristically stoic, Jin stayed quiet. Sophia following in his example by doing similarly. Slowly raising his right hand, Jin pointed to the cutless resting on the leader's shoulder. "That's a quality creation right there. Forge it yourself?"

Smirking, the black dressed man shook his head at the man's neglectful demeanor. "Yeah. I did. It's heavy too." His expression darkened as he stood up. Lifting it off his shoulder, he held it with his left hand and pointed the tip inches away from the middle of Jin's face. "Wanna see it up close?"

"Made out of steel, not iron. Am I right?" The punk gawked as Jin fearlessly pushed the blade's tip away with his off hand. "It's sturdy I'm sure, but it seems to be a bit too heavy for you." When the man's stare and grip tightened, Jin turned away from the weapon to face him. "I may not look it, but I'm a doctor. If you look closely, you'll see your wrist is swollen." Taking a step closer, Jin grabbed his left arm lightly and raised it so it's owner could get a better look.

Scowling the black dressed man shot a glare. "You stupid, old timer?"

"I'm letting you know in precaution. We don't want you hurting yourself now. If you put too much pressure on it, you could easily dislocate it." Raising his right arm overhead, he kept a forward expression. "Here, let me show you." Dropping his elbow down, it landed on the center of the bone. A crack could be heard and the hand was forced down at a perpendicular angle to the forearm at the wrist.

The man let out an agonizing scream as he dropped to his knees. His weapon falling from his weakened grip. Jin still not letting go of his arm as it's owner tried vigorously to break free. "Anyone else want a demonstration? It doesn't have to be the same place. Shoulder, legs, fingers..."

Their faces turning pale and green at the sight of their leader's condition. Without a second thought, they all abandoned their boss and ran down the alleyway until they were far far away. "Nice friends." The older knight commented to himself before turning back down.

Hyperventilating, the man continued to try and break free of Jin's unrelenting grip. "P-Ple...ase. P-Please... l-let me... let m-me go!" The delinquent pleaded between his deep rapid breaths. His coat falling onto the dirty pavement.

Unfazed, Jin kept up his calm appearance. "It's funny, don't you think? Only after I became a doctor did I learn how to really hurt people." Upon receiving minor whimpering, the knight eased up his grip. Letting go, the man fell to the ground. Giving him a second to recover, he took a step closer as to be directly above him. "The longer we wait to fix that, the worse it'll be." He warned in a cold stare.

"W-What do y-y-you want?" The man cried out again in an exasperated breath.

"I'm looking for a man called Marcus. Where can I find him?" Jin asked, straight to the point.

Gaping up at him, the man cocked an eyebrow. "What? M-Marcus? But everyone knows where to f-find him."

Moving his foot over, Jin laid it on top of the dislocated wrist and against the hard ground. "Well I'm not everyone. Now tell me." He commanded in a rough tone. Pressing lightly with his boot.

Crying out again, the man beat his free hand against the pavement. His breathing only speeding up again. "T-T-TOWN HALL!" He roared from the growing pain.

"Thank you." Jin responded quickly. Right after, he pressed down with his boot again. With slightly more pressure, the crack from earlier was heard again. The younger man's breathing slowly regulating as Jin removed his foot. The hand appearing back to normal. If not more swollen with a redened wrist.

Turning away, Jin walked back into the street. Stopping, he turned over his shoulder. "You'll want to put ice on that. Take it easy for a few days and it'll be good as new." Rather than answering, the man rose up quickly and desperately ran in the same direction as his gang. Staggering and bumping into the walls several times as he did.

Just as he was about to leave as well, he turned to Sophia. Her gaze was neutral but held an undertone of disappointment. Huffing, Jin turned away, unable to face her. "I know." Raising his head, he faced an important looking building that stood out several stories above it's surrounding buildings halfway across town. Very regal architecture in comparison to everything else. "This town isn't good for me, Sophie. It makes me feel like I did in the old days." Taking his first few steps, Sophia followed floating directly behind. "Let's wrap this up quick."

_O_o_O_

Wondering the what he would call pleasant busy streets of West Magnis, Ryuk and Alice made their way to the road directly beside the riverbed. Glancing over to the opposite side of the city, he could see soldiers walking in and out of a fortified base. Well dressed civilians making their rounds. Turning back to his side, he stared at a similar sight of knights roaming the busy streets. "What a weird town." He commented to himself.

His hand glided over a hand rail fencing off the river from the street. Turning around, he leaned against it with his back. His elbows brought up to rest on top of the rail. Relaxed, he turned beside him to see Alice leaning back first against the railing as well, her hands politely folded in front of her as she watched the crowds of people passing by. "What do you think about this town Alice?" He asked, proudly slinging a smile across his face.

Not facing him, she continued to stare ahead. "I've never seen this many people in one place before." She commented in mild wonder.

Staring off in a similar manner, began to people watch as well. "Yeah. Me neither."

When the murmurs of the pedestrians were a constant. However, they were beginning to be drowned out by the loud commotion coming from up North. Peaking with one eye, Ryuk saw the norther bridge connecting the two sides of the city. There were a great amount of people on both sides. Their uproar even capable of being heard from halfway down river. "Deigleyain and Knights living together. What a pipe dream." He mentioned pushing off the metal rail.

Just then, something could be heard which froze the young knight completely still. The sound of something he'd become so used to and familiar with. Yet the violent sound of it here sent shivers down his spine. The crackling sound of a lone gunshot jolted Alice along with everyone else on the street's head over to the direction bridge.

For that first moment, all parties were silent. Still as they processed what was happening. What happened next was as if a switch had been flipped. Panic swept over the crowds as they devolved into thoughtless mobs. Pushing and screaming as they were frantic to escape to the opposite direction. Pushing and shoving in the opposite direction came the knights. They were callous as thye single-mindedly headed for the cause of the single noise which triggered all this mayhem.

Instead of letting the moment get the better of him like everyone else, Ryuk stood still. He watched what was happening as Alice drifted closer in precaution. As he looked at what was unfolding before him, a conversation he once had with Jin over his home town drifted into his mind. They occupied the town, which caused tension. The towns people assembled, which caused shouting. Both sides became timid of each other, so one side attacked the other. The craftknights attacked... and the Deigleyains fought back.

Narrowing his eyes, he held his head tall. The blowing wind causing his coat tails to flutter up behind him. "Alice. Something serious just happened." Turning beside them, he saw groups of people practically trampled over as the mobs of civilians hurried to escape the danger. Shoved aside from the other just as distraught pedestrians and even eager knights. Walking away from the scene at the North bridge, he took his first few steps over to those people. "Let's do what we can to help, Alice. Something tells me, this is gonna get a lot worse before it gets better."

Slowly, Alice nodded in agreement. Determination growing into confidence. Taking one last glance at the growing commotion, Ryuk turned his head away once more. Giving his back to what he was absolutely sure to grow into a violent riot.


Authors Notes:

Alright guys, as much as I wanted to upload all of this chapter by Christmas, it ain't happening. Just because I write about fantasy doesn't mean I get to live in one. I barely got half way and realized the complete product would be at the minimum 60 pages! So, to give you guys a break and to prevent malicious eye sores, here is half of it! Part 2 doesn't have much work done on it so far aside from a story board. So, let's just enjoy the holidays with this until I get around to it. Also, Get Pumped! The finale's almost here!

p.s. Expect a bunch of bonus info / side stuff in the author notes to the part 2 of this chapter!

Also, "The saddest people smile the brightest. The loneliest people are the kindest. And the most dangerous people are the wisest." is a pretty famous anonymous quote. Just felt like giving credit where credit is due.

Lastly, that fortuneteller was sure specific when she talked about Ryuk's past life, wasn't she? He kind of sounds familiar to me though, but I just can't put my finger on it. Oh well, I'll leave this mystery up to those of you that read my other story "A Recurring Nightmare". (spoiler: It's Ethan.) Remember, his dying wish was to have been a craftknight.

Happy Holidays!

See you later and as always, Read, Review, and Enjoy!