Felinis: Oh the wheel of plot turns on, and on! Right now I am singing this in song. Berseria is tearing me apart and I don't even have the games. Oh, I'm cursed to never play the games!~~~~~

They were caught because of a single letter. A letter that Hanna had written to him in faith. A letter asking Damuron to for just a bit throw the knights off their trail. Asking for just a bit more time before the two would disappear and nobody would have to care about them. Damuron had wanted to believe that to be true.

If he just managed to steer the forces away for a few more nights, then the two could finally have the happy ending they deserved. Hanna deserved. Damuron still couldn't bring himself to care about Lowell more than a stone's throw. But, that woman loved him with all her heart so Damuron decided he'd put up with their love.

Knowing what he knew now though, there was no way Myorzo would be the end. Alexei was intent on killing Lowell before he became a Krytian. Damuron wasn't too sure on the details, but he knew it was vital. As for the child…

The child needed to be killed, because they were a sin. Something born from monsters and humans. An abomination. It couldn't exist. As long as people thought it exist then there would be no end to the chase. Alexie would find a way to reach Myorzo and the chase would resume, but it be worse.

Damuron had cried that night he'd made the decision. The woman was like an older sister to him. She'd been a mentor and guide for him in the knights, but now here he was. The only salvation he could give was to end Hanna's life.

Yuri noted immediately the soreness in his jaw and the warmth around him. He pried his eyes open and noted Flynn's arms wrapped protectively around him. How did he get here? The question felt very important and yet somehow irrelevant. He tasted iron and he thought for a moment he might have attacked Flynn. Then Yuri finally took notice to how he was laying on his side. He felt for the horns, but nothing.

He turned and looked at the exhausted knight. Yuri felt guilty for making him worry. He noted the lines of stress and Yuri knew he was responsible for at least half of them. Dawn light was beginning to pour in and Flynn needed to be up soon. Yuri opened his mouth to speak and the words didn't come out smoothly. "Time to get up."

He cringed. The syllables sounded ruff and hard. Not like him at all. Flynn stirred and lazy eyes drifted to him. Flynn struggled to pry himself from sleep, but dragged his arm of Yuri to rub his eyes. "Hey." Flynn wasn't very articulate in the morning. The blonde sat up and looked out his window with a groan. "Glad to see you're back."

Yuri nodded and moved his tongue over his teeth with a cringe. "Yeah, mind telling me why I don't have horns growing out my head?"

Flynn stiffly got up and tossed over something small from his desk. "Last night was a bit freakier than usual." His hand opened revealing a handful of teeth. Yuri cringed. So, that was why his mouth felt strange.

"Ew." Yuri stuck in a finger and felt over a tooth. These ones felt sharper and larger. When he closed his mouth, they didn't sit right. He'd get used to it at some point. "They all just fall out?"

"Yeah." Flynn cringed. "It was gross."

Yuri stretched himself out and set his teeth down on the nightstand. He was washing his hands when he got the chance. "I bet." He stood and walked around the room. Yuri hadn't been in Flynn's room before. The knights at the gates liked to turn him away and if he ever needed to see Flynn they'd always meet up in town. "How did I even get here?"

Flynn was slowly getting dressed. "I think you climbed through the window." He pointed to the muddy prints on the sill. "I'm not sure on the hows or whys, but you were here when I walked in."

Yuri tried to remember something from that night. His claws had dirt and were chipped which probably came with climbing up the wall. He probably followed Flynn's smell back to his room. Yuri noted the blood on Flynn's pillow and cringed. "Sorry about your pillow."

Flynn shook his head. "It's fine. If I never have to deal with that again it's fine."

"Was it really that bad?"

"Your mouth was bleeding everywhere and your teeth just fell out!" Flynn exclaimed. "I couldn't gag you so I had to spend the whole night pressing your head into a pillow. I'd prefer you growing horns and going zombie mode compared to that."

"Noted." God, nothing felt right when he talked. Yuri's stomach grumbled. "Hey, mind getting breakfast. Something easy on the teeth for me?"

Flynn huffed annoyed to have to be moving so early in the morning on little sleep. Even if Flynn could pull himself together by the time he walked out it didn't change that he was a grouch in the morning. "You'll eat what grab and you'll live with it."

"Fine." Yuri took in a breath and felt like gagging. Something tasted wrong in the air. It was acidic and foul, but sweet to a disgusting degree. "Is someone dying here?"

"No." Flynn raised a brow. "Why?"

Yuri sniffed hesitantly and continued to smell the disgusting scent. "Something smells wrong." Flynn took the advice to heart and left him. Now, that Flynn was gone he could do a little snooping. He went through the drawers and stopped when he found something interesting. Love letters.

Looks like Flynn is popular with the ladies as usual. The guy always seemed to have girls going after him. If Yuri cared he might have been jealous, but he didn't. The door opened and Yuri held one of the letters up. "So, this Marian chick, you dating her?"

Flynn looked appalled and snatched the letter from his hand and crumbled it up. "Don't go through my things!" He handed over to Yuri a bowl of oatmeal and fruit. "Here. Just eat."

Yuri took a spoonful of oatmeal and smiled. "I'll take that as a no."

Flynn stuffed the rest of the letters back into hiding. "Do you have any sense of privacy?"

Yuri raised a brow. "I grew up sharing a bed with you. I can hear you masturbate in the bathroom. I can tell where you are by smell." He waved the spoon. "As far as I'm concerned, your stuff is my stuff."

"Why were listening to that?" Flynn exclaimed his face going red.

Yuri took another bite. Eating didn't hurt, but it still felt weird. "Hey, it wasn't like I wanted to. I just have unnaturally good hearing."

"You could have tuned it out!" Flynn couldn't believe he was having this conversation.

"I tried." Yuri complained. "Believe me I tired. But, you're really loud."

Flynn just plugged his ears. "I'm not having this conversation."

Yuri took this as a sign to continue and be ass. "Ugh, like you moan forever and don't get me started on your morning wood. That presses right on my ass."

Flynn was glaring at him clearly embarrassed, but not mad enough to do anything yet. "Yuri you're such an asshole."

"Well, Flynn, that's where your dick keeps trying to go." Yuri was enjoying the blush on Flynn's cheeks far too much. But, how could he not when teasing Flynn was so fun. Flynn crossed his arms and looked away choosing silence to avoid further embarrassment. "Ah, cheer up." He flung an arm around Flynn's waist. "I know I'm irresistible, so just this once I'll give you a kiss." It was just a peck on the cheek. No feelings. No emotions. Just mirth on Yuri's end. Flynn pushed him away and Yuri didn't know how a face got so red. He laughed and Flynn just looked at the wall in embarrassment. "Aw, come on, Flynn! It was just a kiss. Don't get all hung up on that."

Flynn looked at him shyly and turned away. "I know you don't care about stuff like that Yuri, but I do!" The blonde turned up his nose. "I don't want anyone teasing me like that if it's dishonest." Especially, if came from Yuri.

"You're such a prude." Yuri returned to his oatmeal while Flynn started on his own breakfast.

Flynn took a bite of his eggs. "I just care a lot about stuff like that. It's natural."

And, Yuri wasn't natural. No, he was a monster who didn't understand why humans did things like romance or sex. As long as Yuri had Flynn in his life that was fine by him. "Sorry. I promise I won't do that again."

Flynn swallowed his food deeply. "Great." Yuri snuck out the window after breakfast and went on his way with a grin. Yuri kept coming back to that room.

At first, it was just when his condition acted up, but at some point, he just found himself climbing through Flynn's window almost every day. He didn't have any leads to go on so there was no harm in hanging out with Flynn when the guy was in town. Except when Yuri got thrown in jail. Flynn often yelled at him for that. The palace still had an off smell to it and he wasn't sure why. He smelled whatever was causing the problem on Flynn once in awhile and when he did, Yuri found himself holding back a growl. Whatever this thing was set his nerves on edge, but he didn't know what it was.

Yet.

He'd been sitting on the window when he'd heard the aqua blastia burst. The streets started flooding and citizens had come rushing trying to fix the problem. Yuri set out more specifically to deal with the crook who decided it was a good idea to scam the Lower Quarter. Which leads to where he was now. In a jail cell underneath the castle. Yuri sighed as he listened to the old man in the next cell over talking to the guard about how there was some fake treasure in a noble's manor and some love affair with politicians. Ugh, who care? He just need to get back to the Lower Quarter and help catch that thief Mordio. The guard eventually went back to his post and the man in the neighboring cell started talking.

"Hey, neighbor, you're awake right? You gotta be gettin' tired from keepin' so quiet."

"You think that little story up all by yourself, old man? You must have plenty of time on your hands." Yuri just laid back and stared up at the ceiling.

"Old man?" The voice sounded a little amused, yet dejected. "Now you've gone and hurt this old man's feelings. Besides, I didn't make up nothin'. I've got eyes and ears the world over diggin' up information for me."

Yuri laughed to himself. "Sure you do, old man."

The man on the other side laughed. "Hey, I am what I am. Go ahead and ask me something. I'll tell ya whatever ya wanna know. Wanna know about the pirate guild's sunken treasure? How 'bout the sorcerer who makes his home at the ends of the earth? Or… wait, I've got it!" Oh, great another stupid story. This guy was always around prattling on about made up things whenever Yuri got thrown in here. "The angel from the heavens who lives in the dark labyrinth."

Yuri sat up just so he could stretch his legs a bit. "I just wanna know how to get out of here."

"Well, I'm not sure what yer in for, but they'll let ya out if ya keep yer trap shut for ten days." Something Yuri was keenly aware of.

"The Lower Quarter will be underwater by then." He sighed.

"Lower Quarter… Oh yeah, I heard about that. Sorry neighbor, that's one piece of dirt I don't have." He could practically see the man on the other side shrugging his shoulders.

He stood up and walked over to the door. There had to be something he could do. "What am I gonna do about that damn Mordio?" The thief went off with several stolen cores from Zaphias in hand and the longer he was stuck here the colder the trail got.

"THE Mordio?" He heard the shock from the old man. "You mean to say you've got connections ta the famed mage from Aspio, the City of Scholars." Sure, if by connections one meant fist to face. Then, yes Yuri had connections to the famed mage.

Yuri smirked he could use this to his advantage. "Do you know about him?"

"Oho! Want ta know, huh?" the old man was smirking. "I'm afraid that information won't come cheap…"

Yuri just looked over the lock and thought about if could attempt to pick it. He didn't know how, but it couldn't hurt to try. "The 'famed mage from Aspio, the City of Scholars'? right? I think I got it." The old man tried to change up the info, but it was too late. Well, at least now Yuri had a lead. "Hey, old man?"

"What ya want now?" The man was grumpy now.

Yuri swallowed. "Do you know anything about a Krytian named Lowell?"

Tense silence filled the air and then the voice was back. "Asking questions about that man will get ya killed."

Yuri's eyes widened. "You know something! Please, tell me."

"Look, neighbor, that guy was one of the biggest criminals in the Great War. Real saboteur who got a lot of people killed. Worst part is the woman who got involved with him." A bitterness took his voice. "Woman had Stockholm syndrome so bad she got herself killed over that scum."

"Is that it?" Yuri said now disappointed. It was just like he'd heard countless times. "There isn't anymore."

"Well, the woman was pregnant." Yuri nodded. He figured that was the case if he looked like this Lowell guy a lot then he figured he had to be his son, but he wasn't seeing where the monster part fit in. "But, the kid 's dead. That's pretty much the only dirt I can tell ya." Yuri narrowed his eyes. So, there was more and this man knew it! The sound of the prison door opening jerked his attention. "Neighbor, if ya smart ya won't let anyone see ya."

"Why?" Yuri was already scooting back towards the shadows of the cell.

"If ya asking about Lowell that's all the reason ya need." Yuri made himself small and hidden as he watched Alexei walk on and open the cell next to him. Yuri watched the old man walk out. Scruffy hair, tan skin, sharp ice blue eyes. Yuri knew this man. He tripped in front of the door and Yuri ran forward.

"Just who are you and what does the head of the knights want with you?" he whispered.

The old man slid over a key and a note. "Under the statue of the goddess." Yuri nodded and took the items up as the old man followed the commandant out. He looked at the note. Hanna Quin? Was that… was that the name of the woman his father kidnapped? Yuri nodded. He'd sneak out, check on the Lower Quarter, be back by dawn, deal with Mordio, and when he got the chance get some answers. He grinned. Things were going his way.

Felinis: I would like to state that rewriting the plot, but making it different is grueling. I know I have to do it, but some parts of doing it is tedious