It has been so long since I have seen my little mercenary. I'm not sure if he will even remember me. Ever since he escaped from my training facility and disappeared into the real world, he has been so elusive. Even my best trackers couldn't keep up with him, sometimes I just make them too good. I still remember the day I first took him in, he was so mysterious, strong, and beautiful.

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I scrambled down the cathedral supports and out the large oak doors, after my young rescuer. Once outside I looked around but my stomach sank when I didn't find him. Navarre, where did you go? I need you! Slowly, I trudged along the desolate streets of Archannea back towards my carriage. As I sadly walked I noticed the survivors from the cathedral being herded to safety by a small child. There was only one kid in the cathedral with me, only one kid in this entire kingdom who would have known about these survivors!

Pulling a bobby-pin out of my hair I quickly used it to weaken the fabric of my dress so that I could tear holes in it, then I dipped my hand in some nearby dirt and spread it on my clothes, arms and face, finally I tousled my hair and ran towards the small child hoping I looked like a terrified and stranded citizen seeking refuge.

Holding my breath as a ran would help me appear to look out of breath, clumsily I sprinted towards the small boy when suddenly my foot met with a rock and sent me tumbling towards the cobblestone ground. Screaming I held my arms out and shut my eyes, bracing for a fall that never came. Once again, cold hands had secured themselves on my chest.

I felt the cold air fill my lungs and release as a hot sigh out of my mouth as I took a deep breath of slow my racing heartbeat. Between me and the hard ground stood none other than Navarre, his arms raised over his head to reach my torso, stabilizing me. Ever so slowly, he turned his eyes upwards towards me and his smooth marble-like face crinkled into a small smirk. I just then realized what his hands were latched onto in his attempt to keep me from falling. Flushed, I shoved his cool hands off my chest, straightened up, and crossed my hands over my chest in a protective stance.

"Are you usually this clumsy or are you just having an off-day?" Spoke a deep voice below me. It took me a minute to respond, how can such a young child have a voice that deep?! Of course it didn't sound like an adult's deep voice, but it was still pretty deep for a child. I wouldn't be surprised if he grew up and had a low baritone voice.

Suddenly I was filled with anger and disgust at being groped by this child. How could he touch me like that?! Did he have any decency or respect towards women at all?! I know he is a young orphaned child, but even children don't run around grabbing any pair of breasts that come near them! I reared my right hand back and slapped Navarre straight across his right cheek, he could have easily dodged it but he didn't move. My hand collided with his cool cheek as his face snapped to the side. Instantly I regretted my impulsive outburst, he was only a child after all. Plus he just lost his entire kingdom to a war.

"Oh Navarre, I am so sorry! I-" A small hand was placed over my mouth, silencing the rest of my sentence. Looking into my eyes with his lifeless grey ones, Navarre spoke "It was either I catch you, or I let you fall face first into the cobblestone and split your head open." I took another deep breath to calm my nerves once he removed his hand and blankly watched my face.

"Navarre?" I asked cautiously. A small nod from the young boy indicated that I had his attention, I continued with my proposal.

"I have a favor to ask of you."

"What kind of favor?" Navarre asked back, with a hint of suspicion in his voice.

" I own a company that trains exceptionally talent young boys like yourself, we turn them into warriors."

"..."

"I want to enroll you into my training program and become another one of my warriors."

"What's the point?"

"I can make you strong enough to get revenge on the people who hurt you and took your home, I can make you invincible. People will fear and love you like a god."

Navarre looked over my shoulder at his destroyed home and sighed sadly, "there is nothing left for me here. I agree with your terms, lets go."

Placing my hand on the small of the younger boy's back, I led him back through the kingdom. His eyes sadly glided along the abandoned streets, and rested on the old basketball that had now stopped rolling uselessly down the street and was now floating in the waters of a broken fountain. This was a hard sight for anyone, let alone a child. But this is the reality that Navaare would grow up with and I would be lying if I said I wasn't happy, tragedy always created the best and most heartless mercenaries! If I play my cards right and train him really good then all of my rigorous (and borderline torturous) programs, plus the desolation of everything he has ever known, will result in a very lucrative addition to my company.

Eventually we made it past the broken stone arches and out of the borderlines of the kingdom, towards my carriage. "Go inside Navarre, and don't look so sad. I am going to make you invisible and then nobody will ever be able to hurt you or anyone you care about ever again." I said, tucking the boy's hair behind his ear. Navarre simply nodded and climbed into the carriage, pulling the door shut behind him. Once he was settled inside the carriage I strode to the front where I found two of my lower level mercenaries grabbing a quick power nap. I had a nasty habit of buying, using, and selling mercenaries. This was what begun my company and the continued efforts are what kept it running, when my mercenary does a job some of the money goes to me and my company, that way on top of the income I get when people rent or buy my mercenaries. I get even more, everyday when each of my men take jobs. Plus most mercenaries do multiple jobs in one day - further adding to my substantial wealth. There is however one condition with my company, I always keep the prettiest mercenaries to myself and these two resting peacefully against my carriage were some of my prettiest.

One was tall and thin, he had soft pale skin, full lips, and beautiful ivory effeminate eyes. Long white hair fell in curls around his face to rest just above his chest, which rose and fell silently as he slept. The other was big and burly, he had a more tan color than his partner, clean cut beard, and wind swept hair on his head that leaned over his forehead in a slight bang. Tattoos of naked women, swords, and snakes caked his entire body. This one wasn't as graceful when he slept, he had is mouth open and was snoring loudly.

"Lycon?" I purred running my fingers through the thinner man's silvery hair. Lycon tensed and then stirred in my hand before finally opening his eyes looking up at me with a soft smile. "I thought you'd never return." He whispered.

"I will always come back to you, now get up I have a new trainee and we need to get him home."

Giggling he stood up and allowed me to fasten the harnesses from the carriage to him. Once I fastened the last strap across his chest, I let my hands roam around his torso and gently massage his tired shoulders. Slowly I snaked my hands up his body, and cupped his face before planting a gentle kiss on his lips; smiling as I felt him sigh in contentment.

Reluctantly, I released Lycon and went to sit on my second mercenary, Trader's lap. I ran my fingers through his beard and playfully tugged at it until he woke, and then just as before strapped him to the harness on the carriage. Just as I secured the last strap, Trader gripped me by the arm and pulled me into a deep and fervent kiss, before pulling away just as quickly as he started. "You should sit on me more often, I promise I'll make it worth your while." He taunted with a smirk.

"Maybe I will, but we have a new trainee and we need to get him home."

"He's not bigger than me is he?"

"Nobody is bigger than you!" I laughed, gesturing at his large physique.

"Just checkin."

"Now, before we get going shouldn't you greet your partner." I said watching him critically.

"Huh?... Oh right! I know what you want." Turning towards his partner, Travis gently ran his fingers through Lycon's hair and was rewarded by Lycon's gentle purring. Suddenly Travis, yanked Lycon into his chest by the hair and begun to make sloppily make out with him, tongue and all. I watched aroused not only by the scene in front of me but by the fact that it was my power and ownership over them and allowed for this to happen. After a minute or two, I pulled them apart and allowed them to catch their breaths before climbing into the carriage. They were breathing heavily and staring into each others eyes, I had to shake the reins a good three times to remind them that the carriage won't pull itself. Finally getting the message, they begun to pull the carriage along the road, I turned looking at Navarre. He was just sitting in the corner looking at his own feet, he looked so small and so miserable it almost touched my heart. Almost. Soon we will be at my base and then the real fun will begin.

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The boy was so young then, I can't wait to see what he looks like now. Hopefully he finds my letter and agrees to my terms, I want my favorite mercenary back.