Hello, viperhat here, I am not sure where I can go from here on in terms of introductions.

Anyway, Chapter eleven. We are nearing the end of the Re-adjustment arc. Meaning that the next mini-arc will be coming up after it. When that is done, I will not be updating the main story for a while because I will be writing out the next main arc out in it's entirety. But don't worry, I will update One's Perseverance with one chapter before I start writing, then again once TOI's next arc is done.

That isn't as clear as I would like it. Sorry.

But…

LET'S READ!

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When morning came around Ur got both of the boy's up and told them to meet her in the living room in half an hour precisely, when asked she just responded by saying that she needed to talk to the two of them and that it was very important.

That was the first sign that Gray had taken note of. She had spoke to Lyon with her usual stern tone, her posture the same as always. She spoke curtly yet her voice held the caring tone that seemed to placate the two boy's (most of the time) as she answered his questions.

With him however, she was much more soft with her words, almost hesitant when he asked what was going on. He saw the way her shoulders sunk as if they were baring a great weight when she looked at him.

He didn't know how to react to this…

She soon left the two to let them freshen themselves up, he figure disappearing behind the corner of the corridor. He spared a look at Lyon, who just gave him the same cold look he had been giving him for the last two weeks, his scar from their fight visible just under his left eye. Lyon broke their eye contact as he skulked back into his room.

He was probably still getting over those bruises dotted around his face.

Gray sighed, anger and regret rose in him for a split second. It soon faded though, he didn't deserve the 'mercy' Lyon was giving him these days. If it was him he would have destroyed the other half of his body.

Thinking about his scarred body, Gray quickly rushed back into his room, opened up his side draw and pulled out the charmed ring. He equipped the piece of jewellery and sighed in relief as he watched his horrid scars fade away behind the magical glamour.

He loved looking at his glamour, he actually looked like a normal human being, his left eye was uncovered but he could see from his right that the empty socket was filled in by a duplicate of his working eye. His entire left side was completely unscathed, replace by soft and smooth skin that showed no sign of any grievous injuries.

He smirked, he hated the fact that he needed the ring to look like this but damn… He looked good.

He moved towards the bathroom and quickly bathed himself and gave his teeth a brush before walking out and drying himself. He gave it a minute or two before he moved over to his wardrobe. Picking out the usual pair of black and shiny combat boots.

Looking further into the wardrobe he grabbed a pair of black cargo trousers and picked out the black belt with a shiny silver buckle. He threw the piece's of clothing onto his bed and looked back to pick out a dark grey vest and a thick, protective black long-sleeve jumper.

After picking out three more items (A steel grey, sleeve-less, padded jacket. A pair of tight black, armless leather gloves and a dark grey scarf.) He walked back to the bed and threw the clothes he picked on, tucking in the vest and shirt into his trousers and doing the same with the gloves and the sleeves.

Gray walked over to his side draw again and robotically grabbed his black eye-patch, slipping it onto his head and adjusting it to cover his left eye. He looked back in the mirror and assessed that he looked good enough to make his way to the living room.

Gray made his way to the living room and when he got there he saw Lyon and Ur standing there. Lyon with a gleeful grin on his face and Ur with a look of apprehension and sadness. Gray noticed that she refused to look him in the eye when he entered the room.

This didn't help ease the tension he felt when he first entered…

"What's going on?" He asked irritably, the tension was starting to get to him and he hadn't even been in the room for two minutes yet! ""Why are you giving me that look Ur?!"

Ur flinched slightly before she steeled herself and looked him In the eye. "Gray… I… I h-"

"You're out." Interrupted Lyon, his gleeful smile widening slightly. However, it turned into an annoyed grimace when he saw the Devil slayers confused expression. "As in, you are not welcome here anymore, scar-face."

Seeing Gray go pale at his words, Ur gave him a deathly look and he quickly shut up.

"Keep yourself quiet Lyon, or go to your room for this!" She chided him heatedly. "This is a very hard thing I need to do and you're horrible comments are not help me or Gray!" Ur was already having trouble doing what she was doing. Lyon was only going to make things worse the way he was being right now. She regretted telling him what she was doing now.

But as soon as Lyon took off In fear, she quickly realised that it was only her and Gray. The boy who's life was going to be destroyed again. By her hand no less, standing in the same room as her. Ur briefly wondered if certain feelings could manifest into a sense, because she was sure that if they could then she was definitely not just imagining the sight and smell of tension.

Gray felt his heart sink, it was one thing to hear Lyon say it, he wasn't the one who called the shots. But the way Ur reacted and her lack of denial of those accusations had him almost shaking. She wasn't going to kick him out right? She wasn't going to abandon him to the harsh world outside. She couldn't possibly be doing this to him! Right?

"H-He is joking right?" He asked, his voice frightened yet hopeful. "You wouldn't do that to me would you? Y-You're not like that..."

He looked so scared, yet so confident in his words. His face growing ever more fearful as time went on as he waited impatiently for her answer. The silence was starting to effect Ur. She couldn't hold back her sadness much longer. She didn't want to do this to him, to break his heart and potentially ruin him as a person forever. But as much as she hated it, she knew it had to be done.

She only hoped that one day, Gray could forgive her…

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It had been a week since that day… That day when Gray found himself trudging away from the place he had called home, as his rival's scathing comments continued to assault his mind whilst he gave one last look to the two people who had once given him hope. Hope for anything good.

He saw Ur stand rigidly beside Lyon, seemingly struggling to keep herself from running after him. Her left hand gripping the wooden pillar tightly as she watched him fade into the dark blizzard with what seemed to be tears leaking from her eyes.

He mentally scoffed at the thought...

Lyon looked relieved and smug. It wasn't unjustified by any means, after the incident on the mountain top he felt the glares he received and that last look of triumph were somewhat deserved. But it still hurt…

But Ur…

Gray would never, ever forgive her…

She cast him aside after one incident, using the excuse of 'I can neither help you or each much anymore…' Which was 100% bullshit! He had yet to learn the next two stages of Ice-Make and he was ready to move on. He couldn't move on, the world wouldn't see him as a child, but as an abomination. The stares he received on his expeditions to the local village/settlement proved that much.

And he wasn't blind, he knew that he was never going to fully recover from his ordeal with Deliora. He still had night terrors about it and the day as a whole. He still had his fear of fire and heights and would probably never lose them.

And after this little stunt from the two people who had started to bring back from whatever dark place he was falling into pulled, Gray knew that he would never trust again… After all, life was a learning experience, and this was a lesson to him. A lesson about how people would continue to either ditch him or die trying to help him…

He didn't feel, and he didn't want to. Even as he stared at the solid ground beneath his feet all he focussed on was moving forward. Towards the massive town of Reenath, a town that thrived on their special soil. Crops grew quick and where much more fresh and tastier than any other product that money could buy…

But that held no interested to him. He needed a place to stay and Reenath was fairly cheap from what he had heard from passers by.

He would stay in a hotel or somewhere, outside in an alleyway if need be. He would continue to head west until he found Magnolia where he would take the odd jobs around there until he could afford himself a place to stay. Magnolia was known for being one of the more prosperous cities in Fiore and it was the closest city. Which was surprising because Gray was up north….

But soon, he would run out of topic's, and his mind would throw him back into nightmares or he would end up thinking about Ur… her betrayal… With poor excuses and false sympathy, as if she was trying to justify herself…

These thoughts would plague his mind every day and night until he broke down and cried his eye out. It wasn't fair! What did he do to deserve this!? He was just a fucking child! He had already lost his friends and family, his left eye and had his mind damaged along with his emotional understanding! He thought that nothing else could be worse than the shit he had endured, then Ur had told him that he was unable to stay with her and Lyon!

Tears had begun to leak from his right eye fro the third time that day. He couldn't forgive her, he just couldn't. People normally betrayed someone for a reason. But Ur merely had excuses!

"If I ever see them again I'd-" He clenched his fists and his body shook as he tried to control his flaring emotions. He gave himself a minute, he wanted to say it out loud, he really wanted to say 'kill them' But he found himself unable to utter those cursed words. His eyes widened with fear as he made the terrifying discovery.

He still cared for them…

"Damn it…." Gray whimpered pathetically as he sunk against the rock next to the road. Covering his face with his hands. "Shit..."

His voice became but a whisper… he couldn't muster up the strength to continue for today. He gave himself some time to calm down before he closed his eyes and began to doze off…

Reenath could wait for tomorrow, he was only a day away by now…

Little did he know what he get into when he arrived however… He thought that his life could be no worse than it was now. He didn't know how much worse it could get…

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WELL THAT SUCKED!

I didn't like this anyway…

Anyway, I almost forgot…

TRIVIA TIME!

1: What was your favourite game of 2015?

If you have been paying attention recently you would know that I am a massive fanboy of Undertale. XD Papyrus is the best.

2: If you have to name one thing to get rid of, what would you get rid of?

I would remove David Cameron from the world. Put him on Mars… He would fit right in…

3: What is your favourite card game?

Cards against humanity. I love offensive jokes. It is the only type of humour that makes me laugh. That and terrible puns. Thanks Sans.

That is it for now. Only two or three chapters left until the next mini arc. So get ready for that. :)

Stay cool,

-viperhat