Three months later, the warlords had pretty much made the Ronins' house their home. To ensure that the warlords were as normal as possible, Cye and Sage came up with last names for them (Sekhmet Mitchell, Anubis Doji, Cale Smith, and Dais Jones), while Rowen had gotten them jobs as teachers at different schools.
Cale opened the front door and walked in. Moving to the nearest chair, heflung his briefcase on the floor and plopped down in the chair.
"Tough day?" Anubis asked, after watching Cale's display.
"You have no idea!" he groaned. "Mr. Smith how do you do this, Mr. Smith how do you do that! GAH! I need a drink!"
Anubis snickered. He knew exactly how Cale felt. He'd gotten the same questions earlier that day. Difference was, he was better able to handle the situation.
"Do we have any more sake?" Cale asked.
"Hmm...No, I think you drank the last of it yesterday."
"Damn!" Cale rested his head on the back of the chair. "How did Rowen ever talk me into being a teacher?"
In the kitchen, Cye was showing Sekhmet how to bake brownies. Ryo, Rowen, and Dais were seated around the table, roped into being test subjects. So far, they had tried three different pans of brownies and none of them were entirely good.
"Man," Ryo complained. "can't we leave yet? I've had enough brownies for one day!"
Sekhmet turned around and pouted. "You don't want to try this new batch I'm working on?"
"Sekhmet," Rowen tried to think of a polite way to get out of eating more brownies."It's not that we don't want to try your cooking, it's just that we've already tried THREE pans and we're kinda full."
Everyone groaned when Sekhmet started sniffling. Cye tried to console him, but it wasn't working. Rowen looked sick, Ryo was doing his best not to flame Sekhmet and Dais just sat there. After a few moments of Sekhmet's sniffling, Dais rolled his eye.
"You know," He started. Everyone turned to him. "Why don't you get Kento to taste your brownies?"
"Yeah," Ryo piped up. "He'll take any chance at free food."
"That's a great idea!" Cye said. "Ryo, why don't you go get him."
"Right."
As Ryo left looking for Kento, Kento had his own problems. He had just gotten home from the arcade and was about to go inside when, from out of no where, a rock came flying at his head.
"Hey!" He yelled, turning around to cream whoever threw it. No one could be seen. "Come out here and fight me you coward!"
Kento watched the surrounding area carefully. He could detect no movement. A second later another rock beaned him in the head. Now Kento was getting angry.
"Where are you?" he shouted. A minute later, he got his answer. Chuckling could be heard off to his right. Soon a figure emerged from the tree line. "A girl?" He stared at her, disbelieving. She looked young, perhaps around early teens. From what he saw, she had long wavy white hair and was wearing a blood red shirt, blue jeans and, what appeared to be, sandals. She was tossing a rock up and down.
"Greetings fat one." She said.
Kento's eyes narrowed. "I am NOT fat! I'm well muscled!"
"Yeah, sure you are." She stepped closer to him, smirking all the while. "You are fat and weak."
She threw the rock at his head and was a little surprised when he caught it, then tossed it behind him.
"What do you want? I haven't done anything to you."
"Me? What makes you think I want anything from a fatass like you?"
Kento growled. He hated being called fat. If she kept this up, he was going to have to do something about it. "Fine," he replied. "be that way about it!" He turned to leave, only to be hit with another rock. "STOP THAT!"
"Make me!" She threw another rock for good measure.
"Alright, I will!" Kento rushed toward her, hand balled into a fist. Just as he was about to swing, she side stepped and punched him hard in the back.
"Ow!" He faced her. "Ok, this is ridiculous! Why are you bothering me?"
"I want your armor."
Kento blinked. He could not have heard correctly. "W-what did you say?"
She rolled her eyes. "I said, I want your armor!"
"No way! You're from the Dynasty?!"
"Yes. You got a problem with that, Fatty?"
"Maybe."
"Are you just going to stand there or are you going to give me your armor?"
"I'll never give it to you! You'll have to fight me for it!"
"So be it." With that, the girl pulled a lasso from out of no where and started twirling it.
Seeing this only made Kento double over with laughter.
"Shut up!"
"A lasso? You are gonna take my armor from me with a lasso?! Ok, little Miss Cowgirl!"
"I said SHUT UP!!" She threw the lasso and successfully roped Kento trapping his arms at his sides. Kento stopped laughing and starting struggling to get loose. "I don't think so buddy! SPIDERWEBS ENSNARE!" The lasso suddenly turned into strands of a spider web, encasing Kento in their stickiness. Without warning, powerful jolts of electricity coursed through Kento's body.
"AAAAAHHHHHHHH!" Kento collapsed and, still screaming, struggled against the strands. Pain was racing up and down his body, causing tears to stream down his face.
