You are now Cronus Ampora and you felt something you hadn't felt in a long time, and it wasn't a good one.

You stood in Aradia's hive, coffee in hand with your green fuzzy slipper snuggly on your feet, a damp towel wrapped around your shoulders and a pair of black pants hanging loosely on your hips. You shift your weight, uncomfortable at how familiar the feeling is and how you couldn't place what it was.

There was a knock at the front of the hive, but you ignored it, continuing to try and place the feeling you were having.

Another knock, except louder this time.

You turned to glare at the door, hoping the person would just go away, until you heard a voice from the other side commanding something to other people. No, it couldn't be…

You rushed to the door and steadily opened it to behold what was once yours in combat.

"Aranea?!"

"Cronus?!"

After inviting Aranea in for some coffee and after she shooed away her goons back to her ship, you still felt tense. She hadn't said anything since you'd open the door and was being scarily silent. You briefly wondered if she had planned all of this, but quickly dismissed it due to the fact that both parties sounded surprised, and this was, for now, your home front. You would obviously have the tactical advantage since you knew this general area better, therefore being able to defeat her quicker. Yes, that made seemed to make sense-

"Cronus."

You snap out of your thoughts to look at Aranea, her hat to the side and her gloved hands enveloped around a maroon colored mug, steam drifting into the air from the coffee.

"Yes?" you ask, surprised at how nervous your voice sounded. You hope she didn't pick up on it, but alas, it seemed she had, and she glared up at you from the couch.

"Why the hell are you wearing green?" she growled, her mouth turning into a sneer as she said 'green.'

That was it? She was mad because you were wearing… green? Well, no matter. It seemed you could deal with something as trivial as this.

"Vwell ya' see here Aranea, I don't vwant anyone to know I'm here, so I simply decided to change my appearance." You state, quite confident the answer would suffice.

"And what about the hive Cronus? Did you buy this too as part of your scheme?"

You coughed in surprise and readjusted your footing, but decided that you weren't comfortable with standing anymore, and walked around to the couch to sit across from Aranea, placing your mug of coffee on the table in front of you.

"I'm actually here on rent," you say slowly, folding your hands together as she raises her eyebrow at you.

"From whom?" She asked quickly, grinning now.

"None o' yer concern." You shoot back, trying to end the conversation.

"And do they know who you are?" She hummed, seeming to enjoy the fact that she was now unwanted.

"Yes." You say, frowning now. What the hell was she trying to get at?

"So it's okay if they know but no one else."

"Vwell o' course, she did savwe me after all-"

"She? Saved you?!" She almost screeched the sentence in laughter as the coffee in her cup almost spilt out.

"Yes, and she's quite a fine lass as vwell." You said confidently, trying to regain a sense of dignity from your old kismesis's laughter.

"Okay, and what? She's probably also a sexy lady that just oh so happens to be your current love interest?" she continued, laughing at her own joke, putting her coffee on the table to avoid it from going all over the place.

You felt your eye twitch. You couldn't believe that's what she took you for, and to insult Aradia that way- well, granted she didn't know Aradia yet, but still! To assume something like that is just terrible!

You frowned even more, now unaffected by Aranea's continuous laughing when you heard a knock at the door.

'Probably Aradia or her parents.' You thought as you got up to open the door.

When you did though, you were greeted by one of Aranea's goons who was holding two young trolls under each of his arms.

"Mindfa- oh, er h-hello there Orphaner, where is the Marquis?" he asked, the young goon trying to look around behind you. You sigh and motion for Aranea to come to the door, which she does while trying to stop giggling. When she does, she looks down at the goon and her face become serious when she sees the two wiggling trolls in his arms.

"What is this?" she asks, almost disgusted by the two children.

"Um, they said they wanted to come to this hive saying they know who live here-"

You felt Aranea give you a look, but you ignored it. Does she really have to be so skeptical?

"I'll deal with them." You say, patting the young goon's shoulder to tell him to release the trolls.

He looks at Aranea, who nods to him to do so. As soon as they're dropped, one of them starts complaining as the other one jumps away and looked ready to fight.

"Who the hell are you guys? This isn't your hive you know!" The green one shouted, putting up her fists.

You could hear Aranea chuckle at the tiny one's attitude and whisper "Cute," underneath her breath, but you kneeled down to her height and patted her on the head. "You're a friend of Aradia's right?" you asked, ruffling the hair between her horns. She looked surprised at your knowledge of this but nodded her head firmly.

"Aradia? Ah, the owner of this?" Aranea asked, tapping the hive with her knuckles.

"Yup." You said, standing up and walking over to the other troll. This one was a little taller than the green one, but seemed a little more timid.

"Uh, h-hey you, don't get any closer you hear?" he stammered, taking a step back.

You chuckled darkly and walked over to him, amused by his little act.

"I promise, no harm vwill come your vway." You say, turning to stand next to him and patting his back with a bright smile on your face.

"A-and why should w-we trust you, uh, strangers?" He asked, making you stop and think of why he should. You were acting a bit shady, so you could understand why no one would trust you at this point. Even the green one turned skeptically to you, raising her eyebrow as you thought.

"…Ram mom…" you say, trying to show the young trolls about how well you knew Aradia without giving anything away to Aranea, who was intently listening to everything being said.

This seemed to click with the green one immediately, for her eyes sparked with recognition, and quickly turned to shock, suspicion, and then with a glance back at Aranea then to you, they sparkled with the acceptance to your scheme. You smiled in acknowledgement to her recognition of the plan, and looked down at the bull horned one, waiting for him to catch on. His friend seemed to realize he didn't know what was going on, so she grabbed his hand and lead him to inside the hive, telling him how "Why shouldn't we trusted strangers every once in a while?"

It sounded like a piss poor excuse, but you were grateful she understood the situation at hand. Aranea gave you a raised eyebrow and you shrugged, pretending like you didn't know what went down. She gave you a judging look for a few more seconds before she swept back into the hive. You followed her in to see her retrieve her hat from the couch and the two young trolls run into the kitchen and watch her from behind the counter.

"Well, I'll be off, Orphaner Dualscar." She emphasized, probably trying to get the young trolls to fear you. How stupid, they probably trusted him over her any day.

"Good! And please, don't bother on coming back, Marquise Spinerrette Mindfang." You said back, grinning as her face fell at your unfriendly departure statement.

She left after a short moment, slamming the door behind her. After a few seconds, you let go of the breath you were unaware of holding. You then turned to the young trolls, as they both came out of the kitchen and stood side by side.

"Vwell, as ya' know, I am Orphaner Dualscar, and also a temporary guest at your friends hivwe. And vwhat might yer names be?" You asked, trying not to be awkward about what had just occurred.

"I'm Nepeta Leijon, and this is Tavros Nitram!" The young cat like green troll said, while motioning to the boy next to her when saying the second name.

"I see," you say, putting a hand on your chin, "and vwhy are you here?"

"Because we thought Aradia might be back!" Nepeta said, her whole demeanor becoming grim.

"Back?" you question, wondering if she had indeed returned without you noticing.

"Yeah, she got in trouble with our gang leader and-"

"Vwait, she vwhat?"

"…she…got in trouble with our gang leader?"

"An' then vwhat?"

"She ran away."

"…"

"…"

"Is she safe?"

"I don't know."

You paused and thought a moment. You really couldn`t have ever predicted this outcome. Really, you couldn't have! You had no idea this island had a gang on it until now.

You motioned for the young trolls to sit on the couches, which they did hastily as you went into the kitchen and grabbed two bags of chips and a loaf of bread. You grabbed a bag and stuffed them into it, and then grabbed a kitchen knife, putting it into your belt.

You walked to the window next to the door, opened the curtains, and peeked outside. Aranea and her crew had evacuated quickly you noted, nodding to yourself. You then turn to the two trolls, who looked more nervous than they wanted to let on.

"Er, Nepeta and uh, Tavwros right?"

Nepeta and Tavros perked up, though Tavros was mumbling something like "It's TAVros, not TavWROS, but whatever…" and had stood up.

You looked each of them in the eye, and smiled.

"Are ya' prepared to go search for Aradia?" you stated, hoisting the bag over your shoulders.

Nepeta's eyes lit up and she nodded eagerly, and Tavros looked surprised, yet nodded just the same.

"Good. `Cause vwe're headed out nowv."

EXTRA INFO!: The ports of this island are one of the highest populated places of the whole island, and not too many people live near the middle, where Tragedy Wood, Wormhole Caves, and the Canyon of Voices are located.