PSN: This chapter was also pre-written, so I haven't changed it much but I do hope you enjoy this special!

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The prophesised princes will have to face many harsh obstacles before she becomes the rightful heir. Some sacrifices shall also be given. Giotto, Sky prince

Knights special:

A man wearing a suit and a fedora hat that revealed a curly sideburn, paced around the long narrow wooden table that extended across the room. Within it sat 7 other people who watched warily as the man suddenly spun around, his face creased with a frown. They shared around official looking papers, shuffling it forward; their faces grim.

They cleared their throats as the fedora-hatted man spoke.

"I always knew he was sly. I know that Mukuro is up to something and it is our priority to find out!" he growled, scowling at them. He sat down back in his seat and straightened out his suit whilst unconsciously petting the lizard resting on his hat. His face softened a little as he faced the woman at the head of the table. "Luce, did you see something that indicated otherwise?"

Luce, a woman who looked like she was in her late thirties— or maybe even in her mid-forties – and the leader of the group shook her head. "I didn't see anything like that. My visions are getting a little bit hazy these days' anyway Reborn. And the headaches I'm getting aren't helping either," she pressed her thumb to her temple and winced.

Reborn nodded and gathered his papers before stacking them together. "Is it still as frequent as ever?" He was being careful with his questions. What he really wanted to ask was 'are they getting worse?' But he knew it was a sensitive topic between the knights and nobody wanted to admit the fact that Luce was losing her health—it was rapidly deteriorating in front of their eyes. He knew it was cruel for him to ask her to look into the future. Every time she did look, she lost a part of herself and she became more and more ill. He was afraid that they were going to lose her soon and that was a thought they didn't want to dwell on.

She was, after all, the glue that stuck the Knights together.

"No better than it always is. But you do know what to do if anything happens to me, right?" She replied cryptically, knowing full well what Reborn was hinting at. She smiled breezily at the rest of the members in the room, feeling the need to change the subject. "Chrome Dokuro seems to have had a rather rough past," she said, glancing at the file on the table, "Mukuro might have chosen for her to come here due to her vulnerability and her willingness to believe anything."

A man wearing a traditional Chinese uniform raised his hands. A red and white monkey sitting next to him jumped up and down his seat. The man petted the monkey, calming it down whilst Luce nodded at him, signalling for him to continue.

"Yes Fon?"

"Instead of analysing why Mukuro did what he did. Why don't we look at it from another perspective? Chrome came here because she saw bleakness in her future. From what I can gather and what is written on her file, she didn't like her old school, Kokuyo Ladies Academy and in the end she opted to coming here to this Academy. Yes, Mukuro may have promised her something and it may have influenced her decisions, however in the end it was Chrome's choice and freewill."

Fon was a man who thought peaceful tactics were the answer. He believed in calm evaluations and assessed situations from different perspectives until he found a suitable solution to it. It was solely for this reason that the knights always sought for his advice when the going got tough or they needed to be reassured. It was always nice to hear his soothing advices and listen to his sayings and Chinese proverbs—Luce was very fond of him because of that.

"But what about the prophecy, korra?" a blonde haired man with military attire, complete with a headband declared. He was sitting adjacent to Fon and frowned at him. "What does Chrome have to do with that? Mukuro knows something about that korra!"

"Who was talking about a prophecy?" A blue haired woman with a red scar on her face growled under her breath, irritated. "Idiot Collenello; always jumping to conclusions. You don't know what you're talking about."

"I heard that Lal, korra!" Collenello cried, spinning around to face the woman named Lal. The aforementioned woman simply shrugged and socked him on the head whilst muttering incoherently under her breath. He winced and nursed his sore head. "That hurt!"

"Next time if you listen to the discussion, you'll follow properly. And it was meant to hurt!"

The occupants of the room watched with amusement as the argument between Lal and Collenello escalated. It was something they had gotten used to over the years. Lal acted like a tough cookie, but they all knew that deep down she really cared for Collenello. She had sacrificed and given up her position to be part of knights for him and opted to be their advisor instead. She may deny it when she was confronted about it, but the truth was inevitable in the end. Luce trusted her to be her advisor and valued her decisions because she knew that Lal was the only person who had a direct connection to the academy. She sent inter-messages between Talbot and the other seniors to the knights. Because in the end, the knights have never left their quarters and thus have never been seen by any of the pupils and higher ups of the school—they worked by discretion and many thought that they were figures of legends and figments of their own imagination.

The only people to have grazed their eyes on their presence were the 7 would-be princes of the Academy. They had been specifically chosen by each of the knights of the Academy and trained accordingly by their specified flames in order to adapt to their roles of princes. Luce was the one who had chosen Tsunayoshi Sawada (Or Tsuna as his friends called him and Tsu-Tsu by Luce when she was trying to be motherly and sweet.) as the Vongola sky prince—the highest role a prince could achieve. The knights—all except for Reborn—did not see the potential in the wimpy boy who was fresh from Japan. At first he had cried a river and protested, felt homesick and complained frequently and felt afraid of the knights who each tried in their turn to teach him the skills he needed to be a prince of the academy. But Luce had been determined. She knew he had it in him and so did Reborn who had also grown fond of the no-good wimpy boy who had now matured more slightly and accepted his position. He had every attribute that had been present on the first Vongola prince—Giotto. In the end, the knights had fully accepted him and all he needed was a proper ceremony to officially become a prince—an event that wasn't far away. The other princes too were waiting for the inheritance ceremony.

Luce and the others would finally arrive on that day—seen by the pupils of the school for the first time. An event which excited them to no end. It was a little time away and until then Luce and the others relished their privacy. It was something they tried to preserve. They only acted when they deemed it necessary and even then they were never seen. Working behind the scenes was the best they could do.

"Um, can we resume our discussion?" Luce announced loudly; cringing as Lal was out of her seat and pointing her rifle at Collenello who had his arms up in mock surrender. "Lal! Put that weapon down. You can fight all you like when we're out of this meeting room. If we ever get out of this meeting room."

"Honestly, we can never have a peacefully discussion in here. And we're supposed to represent the academy?" a fully cloaked female counting the money on her table snapped irritably.

"I agree with Viper. We always get off-track whenever we want to discuss something of importance," a man with green hair and round glasses wearing a lab coat agreed. The crocodile in his seat gnashed his teeth in vehement agreement. "I for one want to get out of here and continue with my experiment. I'm supplying Gianni's class with my inventions and I'm currently in very much demand."

Reborn rolled his eyes. "You use that excuse every time we have a meeting Verde. It's getting a bit old now. And I agree with Viper too, we should resume our discussion."

Viper gave him a 'well duh' look and stopped counting her money. She grabbed a handful of her money and pocketed it safely before nudging Collenello who was sitting next to her. "What did you mean by the prophecy?"

"I know! The prophecy that a princess will come right?" a loud voice from behind Reborn cried.

The occupants of the room cringed visibly.

A man with purple spiky hair and studs all over his face was the person behind the very loud voice. He was wearing a biker suit—the type you wear for stunts—and jumped up excitedly. "I think I read it somewhere!"

"Your voice is loud lackey! We can hear you; we're in the same room." Reborn said, shaking his head.

"I'm not your lackey!"

"Are too."

"Are not! I am Skull from hell who is even hated by the grim reaper."

"Look, we're getting off-topic again aren't we?" Luce said. She gave Fon an exasperated sigh and he shrugged, unable to help. She pressed her thumb to her temple and asked, "Are we going to discuss about Chrome or the prophecy?"

"They're both in the same league aren't they?" Lal said, "why else would Mukuro call her here? He is the most selfish person alive and he only wants things that he knows he can benefit or gain from. A good example is last year, unless you have forgotten."

Luce pursed her lips and frowned, "I don't think so..."

"Why would Mukuro know about the prophecy? The books that been written about it were sealed off in the basement weren't they? The Trinisette agents are protecting it. Also, students can't access it from the normal library." Fon put in helpfully, "I must say though, if he did manage to get it out without our knowing... well I commend him for his stealthy artwork."

"Pfft! A simple illusionary trick would do. Even a class B could do that with the back of his hands!" Viper said with a hint of pride in her voice—after all it was she who had chosen Mukuro as the mist prince of the 10th generation Vongola and saw the potential in him. "I taught him better."

"Okay, let's say that Mukuro did steal the book concerning about the prophecy. Why would he need it then?" Reborn mused, his hands on his chin. "What does Chrome have to do with it all? Is he implying that she is the princess that has been prophesised? Because if so, that is far-fetched beyond imagination."

"From an analytical point of view, I would deduce that it was because he felt that he would gain something from 'discovering' that the prophesised princess is indeed alive and everything that has been written about it is true. Perhaps he thinks that he would go higher up in the school's hierarchy and maybe even position himself to be a top class prince such as Tsunayoshi Sawada if he found out that the alleged princess existed." Verde declared, scribbling away on his notepad all the while. He rubbed at his chin and absent-mindedly petted his alligator. "But what surprises me is..."

"I get it korra!" Collenello shouted excitedly, not waiting for the trailing Verde to finish his sentence. "What if...maybe Chrome really was the princess? Nothing says that—"

He stopped mid-sentence, realizing the flaw in his sentence.

Lal smirked at this and conked him on the head because she felt like it. "Of course you idiot! If, hypothetically speaking, the princess existed she must first have a high class flame on par with the princes."

"Also Chrome has a chance just as much as every girl on the mist house in the indigo dorm. The only thing we know is that if a princess happens to come—which I also doubt— she will be of the mist class and female." Luce reminded, raising her eyebrows at Collenello who flushed with embarrassment.

"Wait!" Fon said, gaining the attention of the occupants of the room. They stared at him, intrigued. "Maybe there is a way to find out both Mukuro's motives and if the prophecy is true at the same time."

"The prophecy isn't true. End of," Reborn stated, his eyes set hard. "I will not believe in it. The first princes never had a female princess, so what makes the 10th generation special?"

"Because there was a prophecy written about it." Viper pointed out, and quickly added, "not that I believe in it myself—Mukuro will always be the only mist prince and no princess, prophecy or not, can interfere with that."

"Yeah? Well the prophecy was written more than 400 years ago and you know what that means? It is impossible to happen." Reborn said with a snort.

"I believe in it korra! And Skull—lackey over there does too." Collenello said, pointing at himself. He looked at Skull, "you have been quite today. Nothing to say? That's a surprise."

"You guys were talking all over me! How could I talk! You didn't even give me a chance!" Skull said, sulking. "And Reborn was bullying me. Luce didn't even help."

"It wasn't serious Skull." Luce soothed, extended her hands towards him, "I'm sorry about that. Now, you can contribute. We're all listening. Do you or do you not believe in the prophecy?" She smiled reassuringly at him. At the back she heard Reborn snort but she chose to ignore it. Reborn himself could be immature sometimes. She felt like a mother most of the time. Breaking apart tantrums between Skull and Reborn, stopping fights between Lal and Collenello.

"I do." Skull answered reluctantly. "There is a reason why it has been written on a book by Giotto!" At this, he glared pointedly at Reborn who smirked and didn't flinch.

"So? Because Giotto believed it doesn't mean we should feel compelled to." Reborn retorted.

Luce sighed, her head throbbing with a headache. She could feel another small war breaking out and she wasn't ready for it. "Guys. Respect each other's opinion. Rule number one okay?"

"Don't worry Luce. It'll be fine." Fon said. "Skull stated his opinion and now we can move on."

"I think we should test Chrome. Take away her privileges and experiment on her." Verde said, pushing the rim of his glasses back up to the bridge of his nose, a sinister smile on his face. "I always wanted to conduct one of those."

"No. That's violating her rights and we as knights don't stand for that." Reborn said, glaring at Verde who was chuckling.

"Oh, but how about her box weapon? We can take that can't we? She won't need it anyway since she doesn't know how to use it. And anyway, we must show Mukuro we are serious, right?" Verde was out of his seat; his palms placed on the table a determined glint in his eyes. "Lal, you're the closest to a direct contact with Talbot. Why don't you inform him about it?"

"But we haven't even voted on it!" Lal cried out, letting out an incredulous snort at the audacity of his suggestion.

"I vote no." Reborn simply answered, "that won't solve our case. Just because Chrome is associated with Mukuro's crime of stealing—"

"We're not sure he stole the book." Fon hastily interrupted, "we cannot jump to conclusions. It was just an allegation."

"You hold to that believe Fon. But I know the truth when I see it."

"I agree korra!"

"I don't. But you can take away Chrome's box weapon if you like. That I don't care about." Viper put in.

"Two weeks then! We can test her for two weeks right?" Skull eagerly cried, breaking into the conversation. "I think that's the best idea we had since the whole day!"

Reborn smiled at him, "You know what lackey? I think this is the first smart idea that you have used since the whole day."

Skull seethed at that, knowing full well what Reborn was talking about. "I'm not dumb and I'm not your lackey!"

"Whatever lackey. You will always be a lackey in my eyes."

There it was again. It was the same with Lal and Collenello. They all riled up at the smallest things.

"I think two weeks it is then." Fon interjected before the pointless argument escalated. "We will not give her one until then and Mukuro will notice this so I hope then his motives will become clearer. Right Luce?"

Luce smiled warmly at him and opened her mouth to speak. But before she could say anything, a huge tidal wave of pain swept through her entire body and she clutched at her heart, her eyes wide. She coughed and heard the alarming sounds of the knights as the loud crash of scraping chairs and thudding feet reached her ears. She held her hand up in an 'I'm fine, get away' gesture and attempted to stand up. This resulted in her legs wobbling and buckling under her body pressure and promptly collapsing on the ground. She watched as Reborn ignored her orders and grabbed hold of her as her body shook with pain. She felt happy of the close comfort and closed her eyes a little.

She knew what was coming. She could feel it the moment that she had entered the room—all the tell-tale signs were evident but she had chosen to ignore it. She hadn't told Reborn or the other about it because it had been her little secret. She couldn't tell them the reason why her health was getting worse.

She was going to see a glimpse of the future. A spontaneous, unasked for glimpse.

A glimpse that could cost her life.

PSN: So yeah, this is the reason why Chrome doesn't have her box-weapon. I hope you enjoyed this chapter and don't forgot to review!

Don't hesitate also to pose any questions. I'm willing to clarify, as long as it isn't a spoiler.