Witt

Alfred slashed another bush aside and stepped through the clearing holding the branches back for Kiku to come through too. Kiku stepped through gracefully and Alfred gave him a smile before they continued forward. The birds chirped overhead and in the many breeds of trees while small rustles were made in the bushes by unseen small animals. Kiku's nine tails waved behind him coiling and twisting around each other in harmony. Alfred wiped his brow and looked through the canopy the see the sun starting to set on the horizon. He thought for a moment tapping his foot and clicked turning back to Kiku with a grin.

"Dude! We could totally spend the night in the tree tops! That would be so cool! Also, it would keep us out of the way of wolves too!" Kiku nodded his furry head.

"That is a great idea Arfred-san. But how wirr we go about that?" Alfred tapped his chin thoughtfully and looked at a rather tall tree.

"We could climb up and tie some ropes and suspenders up there..." Kiku looked up also and squinted his eyes.

"How about we set up camp on the ground but I set traps to keep us safe from worves, and prus my scent wirr warn them off." Alfred nodded in defeat and looked around with a hand on his brow. He spotted a relatively flat area and pointed to it.

"Over there." The two walked over to it and placed down their bags. Alfred put the two bags together and pulled out a cloth tent and animal skins along with a couple of sheets and pegs to keep the tent down. He also brought out a thick sheet of cloth to go over the top to hopefully keep the rain out, if it did even rain, which there was a probable chance it would.

After quite a while of scratching his head and hammering pegs into the ground Alfred finally managed to put up the tent. Kiku had just curled up under a tree and snoozed as Alfred tried to put up the cloth tent. Alfred jumped up and laughed obnoxiously.

"HAHAHAHA! I AM THE HERO!" Kiku jumped awake and lifted his head to look at Alfred.

"What is it Arfred-san?" Alfred grinned and looked up.

"Bed time Kiks!" He then jumped into the tent and snuggled into his sleeping bag while Kiku padded over and also snuggled into his bed content with the traps he had set around them.

Alas, the traps didn't seem to suffice. Kiku awoke suddenly as he was dropped on the floor. A tall man was stood over him with red patterns painted all over his body. Alfred was nowhere in sight and Kiku stood up pacing around. He was placed in a small room with a small window high in the wall. He jumped up on two paws and looked out of the window with curious brown eyes.

Alfred was tied up on a stick and was placed under a contraption with multiple blades sticking out from it. There were many large cog wheel and a bag of sand suspended from a rope above a bowl. The bowl seemed to go completely to the floor at a certain weight, and also at certain points the knives seemed to strike. They were aimed at main arteries and looked lethal. Kiku growled and looked over to the door. The lock was a simple key lock and Kiku concentrated on the metal lock until blue flames crawled into the lock and it combusted outward. He grinned showing his sharp teeth and the villagers looked horrified at his escape.

He ran forward towards a warrior with a spear and growled slicing through his torso with his claws. The warrior coughed up blood and huge gashes ran across his chest revealing red muscle and organs beneath, some of his white bone ribs were even visible. The villagers screamed and ran while more warriors appeared. The screams seemed to cause Alfred to stir.

Alfred groaned as he was woken up by screaming. He opened his blue eyes to see blurry colour. He reached out to his left and frowned as he could only feel air. Where did his glasses go, and the ground. He looked down and could just make out the dirt floor beneath, why was he suspended? He struggled and eventually found out that he was bound by ropes above a strange contraption he couldn't make out. He smiled as he remembered about the knife he kept in his pocket. He struggled but eventually got one arm free of the ropes before he tried to reach his boot. After ten minutes of listening to grunts and screams he finally gripped the handle of the hunting knife and drew it out of his shoe.

Alfred manoeuvred himself in his bonds and turned his head as far as he could get it to see the ropes binding him to the stick or whatever it was. He flipped his hand back and started to saw at the tough ropes until he was cut off by a sudden jolt. He squinted looking up and just made out the picture of a sand releasing sand into a bowl beneath. Alfred then realised just what he was in. This tribe was one that dedicated themselves to the ancient dragon Razeth. They had been waiting for the day for the dragon to awaken and bath the world in his silver glow once more. They had grown desperate in the wait for him to awaken and had now resorted to sacrifices to try and wake the dragon from his eternal slumber. This was one of two tribes. The two descendants of the feuding kingdoms, both were trying to awaken the dragon. He then looked to his left and could just make out silver daggers, they were going to sacrifice him. He gulped and worked faster trying to break the bonds.

Alfred was sure Kiku was the one causing the trouble and he called out.

"Kiku! You okay dude!" Kiku came with a reply.

"Yes Arfred-san, I am fine. Work on trying to get free before we tark." Alfred nodded and continued to work on the ropes.

Kiku dodged another spear and landed gracefully surrounding himself in blue fire. He threw the flames threateningly and a few warriors were snared in the trap. They screamed as the fire consumed them and fell to the ground clawing at the burning faces. Kiku cringed a little on the inside but continued to stall none the less. Alfred had almost freed himself from the rope ties and they would be done with this place.

Alfred worked vigilantly and finally freed himself. He sighed in relief as he git the ground and quickly squinted looking for his glasses. He suddenly spotted a glint from the corner of his eye and scrambled up grabbed his glasses off a crate. He grinned and laughed placing his hands on his hips. The villagers turned to him and stopped fighting with Kiku with grave looks of horror printed on their faces. Alfred looked at them for a moment before he felt a faint breathing on his neck. He turned around and came face to face with a shining silver serpent. Its grey, blue eyes stared holes into Alfred's skull and he gulped nervously.

"Hi." He waved a little before the villagers scrambled to kneel before the silver lizard.

"Razeth! You have risen from our endless belief." The serpent snorted.

"Hardly. You simply were loud enough to be heard within my lair. I was woken up by your stupid fighting!"

Razeth snarled and the villagers backed away. Razeth turned out one talon and pointed at Alfred. "And you my boy were by far the loudest thing out here!" Alfred scratched the back of his neck sheepishly and grinned awkwardly. Kiku came and stood next to him a little battered and bruised from the fighting but his human form was in better shape than his fox. He smiled and bowed.

"Konichiwa, a preasure to meet you." Razeth smiled.

"Now, THAT, is the way I want to be greeted." Razeth bowed his head in acknowledgment and leaned back. " Now what is it you two have travelled for?" Alfred smiled fist pumping a little. He then stopped as Kiku interrupted.

"We came to see if you were rear, nothing more nothing ress." The dragon cocked his head to the side.

"Curiosity killed the cat my boy. But I shall give you this." He raised his head to reveal a large pearl. Alfred took it carefully and the dragon smiled. "This will help you to see that which you most desire, now, if it is not too much trouble, I shall return to my sleep." The villagers came forward.

"We shall respect that desistion almighty. May your rest be peaceful." Razeth then disappeared into the forest, presumably back to his lair.

Kiku smiled and touched the pearl. It glowed bright blue and swirled showing two people sat on a hill, hand in hand. Alfred shoved his glasses up his nose.

"Dude? Is that us?" Kiku looked closer, but before he could see anything more the pearl made the image vanish leaving it to look a peachy pink. Alfred shrugged laughing.

"As if that would ever happen right!?" He laughed as the two walked down the hill. Somehow Kiku could hear the doubt in his words.

Arthur groaned as he came back to his room.

"CASIMIR! WHAT HAVE I TOLD YOU ABOUT CHASING THE CURTAINS!" Casimir appeared from under the bed and wimpered sadly. Arthur just slumped to the floor chomping on a green apple and clicked his fingers. Casimir bounded over with his tongue drooping out of his mouth. He yapped making Arthur flick his nose.

"Do be quiet, people are still asleep." Casimir folded his ears to his head and sat up straight. It had been just over two months since the dragon attack and Ivan had gone home about a week after that. So the normal routine had begun it's cycle again. Francis annoyed him, he got back at Francis, Antonio trained them, he paid no real attention. Thankfully he'd had no other encounters with Francis in the bathroom which he was glad for, but he'd gotten a note a few days ago. It read:

I'm glad for your very recent victory there, but news travels equally as fast to simpletons. The touching dragon ate lots-numerous people right?

I hope to see you soon.

10

Arthur had read the piece of paper many times, but hadn't figured it out yet. He needed help-

"YO, DUDES WE ARE BACK!" Or so he thought.

A/N: I hope you enjoyed! Comments are s nice to read *puppy dog eyes like Casimir*