But I'm a Hero! Sort of…
"Lord Valvatorez," The female werewolf began, approaching the much older demon, "I have received reports of an intrusion in the courtyard of Hades." Calaine informed, "Shall I go see what it is?" The werewolf's tail swished back and forth, awaiting the answer while her lord twirled a tea bag in his cup.
After a few moments, "Of course, have the lass and Desco join you as well." He added to Calaine's distaste, "It will allow you to start getting along with the lass rather than constantly being around your mate."
Calaine groaned, "Will you please stop calling him my mate, my Lord?" She requested quietly, "It feels strange calling him that." And with that, the werewolf left, Fenrich entering soon after with a conflicted look on his face.
"Come on, miserable brat," Calaine ordered as she passed Fuka and Desco who were sitting around in the main room, "We're going courtyard…" She grumbled, not even checking to see if they had begun to follow her.
The human girl stood up and walked with Desco over to Calaine as the demon continued onward, "I knew we'd eventually grown on you!" She exclaimed, "No one can resist the breathtaking charms of Fuka Kazamatsuri!"
The werewolf rubbed her temple with her thumb and middle finger, "No, I'm just under orders from Lord Val to bring you along with me to eradicate some vermin." As she stalked through the back French doors, a cool breeze blew over them, causing ripples in Calaine's fur on the tail.
"Desco will do her best to eradicate the target!" The strange monster yelled but then added more quietly to herself, "Whatever that means…" Calaine overheard the mumbled whisper but decided to save her breath and just pretend she hadn't heard.
Calaine held an arm out to stop the other two as all went quiet. But in the distance, Calaine could hear the soft footsteps of an intruder somewhere inside the courtyard. Quickly, she jumped up onto one of the tall walls of hedges and looked over the edge to see nothing but rows of more hedges. The girl growled and jumped back down, "Wait out here while I try to find him."
As the werewolf prowled through the dark courtyard, the opposite footsteps were getting louder. When Calaine turned a corner, a shorter being bumped into her, jumping back a few feet, "Stand back, creature!" It screamed, holding a sword out blindly to Calaine who only raised her eyebrow.
"What you're doing right now is trespassing on claimed territory and threatening a resident of said territory." Calaine informed with a grin. Standing before her was a young boy with short, navy blue hair, a long red scarf that reminded her of Laharl, and a white over coat, "Funny, you're not exactly how I picture a trespassing criminal.
The boy seemed hurt at being called a criminal, "W-What? But I'm a hero! Sort of…" He muttered. Just then Fuka appeared around the corner, "A human…? Oh, I get it!" He hit his fist to the palm of his hand, dropping his sword for a moment, "I'll save you fair maiden!" He yelled, retrieving his sword and running at Calaine.
She ducked swiftly and elbowed the boy in the gut as he passed by, managing to take his sword and point it at his neck, "A hero, hm..?" She questioned, "You give yourself such a title yet can't even keep your own blade from the opponent? Pathetic." Calaine shrugged, "Let me tell you something about heroes;" She began, "They don't exist in the netherworld."
"I can keep my own blade form an opponent; you just caught me off guard…" The 'hero' mumbled quietly, "And did you say this is another netherworld?" He asked, "Come on… I just want to get back to my home!"
Calaine rolled her eyes and grabbed the boy's scarf pulling him along by it, "Come with me, you get the wonderful pleasure of meeting my good Lord Valvatorez." She smirked, the boy having no choice but to follow unless he wanted to get chocked by his scarf.
Fenrich stood beside Valvatorez, the two chatting away at something Calaine couldn't hear from the other side of the room. The lass, Fuka starred at the so-called hero non-stop, admiring him and his bravery to 'save her' from Calaine. The male werewolf raised an eyebrow at Calaine as she dragged in the intruder with a growl, "Lord Valvatorez, I found the human who was walking through the courtyard." She informed.
"Good," The vampire lord began, watching the boy intently, "Tell me, lad… What is your name?" He asked.
The young boy straightened and held a fist up in front of his chest, "My name is Almaz von Almadine Adamant and I… Am a Hero!" He exclaimed very loudly that Calaine's tail flicked in irritation. No one seemed too convince of the boy's claims.
Valvatorez chuckled a little, "Yes, aren't we all…" He sighed, "What makes you trespass on my territory?" The man inquired, walking over towards him to get a better look at the human.
"I didn't mean to trespass, really!" Almaz defended himself, "All I truly wanted was to get away from some psycho back in the netherworld I just came from!" He shuddered at the remembrance of the demon, "He left not too long ago so I figured I'd leave before he came back."
"Why don't you tell us about this 'psycho'?" Fenrich wondered aloud as he joined everyone at the other end of the room. Desco and Fuka hung back a little, watching the whole thing while silently hoping Almaz wouldn't be killed by the two werewolves.
Almaz thought for a moment about how he could describe such a person as the one he knew, "Well, he sees everything different as a test subject for his insane experiments… He's the overlord of the other netherworld and wears these huge glasses!" He motioned glasses by making rings around his eyes with his hands.
Slowly, Calaine grinned, "Oh… I know who you mean, in fact… He's actually here!" The werewolf turned around to a Prinny, "You go fetch that insane scientist; tell him the Hero Almaz is here to see him." She grinned.
It seemed like Almaz was truly afraid of the boy because when Mao appeared in the doorframe, the color drained out of his face entirely. Calaine was quite pleased with herself for bringing Mao to Almaz; it was a punishment in itself, "Almaz, there you are!" Mao exclaimed, approaching the boy, "I've been in need of a test subject since the werewolves won't let me anywhere near them." He shot an accusing glance to Calaine and Fenrich.
"Please," Almaz began, looking to Valvatorez, "Please don't let him near me! I'll do anything, just keep him away from me!" He pleaded, clamping his hands together and glancing from Mao to Valvatorez occasionally.
"Anything?" Valvatorez crossed his arms, "Alright, you join our forces as a mercenary; we'll do our best to keep you from being bothered by Overlord Mao… In fact, I'll let you have one of my trusted stewards as a personal bodyguard." He glanced over to Calaine who pretended to be looking away and not listening to the conversation.
Fenrich grinned at how Calaine reacted when she accidently made eye contact with Lord Valvatorez. It was probably the only time he had seen her look so red in the face but he knew she would never stand up to her lord, afraid in being disrespectful, "Please, Lord Val, don't make me-"
Valvatorez wagged a finger at Calaine, "Not so fast, what happened to your huge obsession with loyalty you adopted from Fenrich, Calaine?" He asked, "So how about you take your loyalty a step forward and show you are also capable of protecting people that work below me?" He asked.
"My, lord I don't see how that makes any sense…" Calaine began but decided to drop it and instead bowed her head with her hand over her chest, 'Yes, my lord. I shall guard Almaz von Almadine Adamant with my life as I would for you." She glared up at the laughing Fenrich as she straightened.
The boy smiled a little, "Oh, alright, I'll take your offer as long as it keeps me from being near Mao…" He muttered, quickly glancing at the Overlord standing not too far away. Suddenly, Mao jumped at Almaz, inspecting his arm, rolling up the younger boy's sleeve. He placed his thumbs above Almaz's lips and pushed it up, looking at his canines while the boy wiggled away.
"Good job, Calaine." Fenrich laughed, poking fun at the slacking werewolf. She only walked away from the two quarreling acquaintances and into another room.