Quest of the Nine Saviour
A fanfiction from the hands of Gunbazca & Wing Descendant
Disclaimer: All characters' names, places, and other related indicias used in this fan fiction are all owned by their respective copyright owners. This fan fiction is made solely for entertainment purposes and not for gathering profit. So, in other words, don't sue us. We're not rich enough to pay fines.
Chapter 1: Weird, Intertwined, and Hidden
The dinner had passed, as the clock strikes half past seven. Dickey has unusually resided into his bedroom, apparently still absorbed by his new toy, while Yuna, Harriet, and Harriet's mother, Cecile, finishes their daily evening chores. The men moved to the living room, talking about matters of the farm.
"So, mister Tidus, what do exactly made you call to us?" Hanjiro opened the talk between the three.
"Well, y'see, my brother-in-law and I have been baffled by this mysterious robberies of our barns since the past two months. We have tried practically every way to stop this weird robber, but we always fail. That's why we called for pros like y'guys to handle this," Tidus said as he sits on the living room sofa.
"Hmm. Have you tried waiting in the barn to ambush the thief?" Hanjiro suggested.
"We've tried that so many times, believe me. Every time we put people to guard the barns -we have three-; they always got asleep or unconscious when the robbery takes place. It's as if they are drugged or given a sleeping spell. Last time we guard it, we hired thirty men, and, believe me, everyone is asleep including us and the people in the house," Elrond, Harriet's father, responded the suggestion.
"Hm. but why do the thief go to so much trouble? I can't understand. the 'Mass Sleep' spell, especially one powerful enough to make people that many fell asleep, needs a lot of power to do. I mean, judging from your infos, It's definitely sorcery," Hanjiro muttered while trying to think of a way to defeat the thief.
"Yeah. that's why we hire ya. We wanna know also," Tidus said, before drinking from a nearby glass.
"OK then. I'll try to sleep in one of the barns, and set traps in the other two. That way, maybe I can get a better overview of this mysterious thief. Who knows if I can catch the thief," Hanjiro said, while standing up.
"Y'sure about that? Those barns are so mosquito-infested y'could easily catch a disease there. Why don't y'set a trap and wait in the house? The barns are viewable from the attic," Tidus suggested.
"Mosquitos are no problem for me, Mr. Tidus. Believe me, I've been to a place where the mosquitos are many, fast, voracious, and as big as flies. Besides, I've been vaccinated too many times," Hanjiro said jokingly while smiling.
"If you insist then." Elrond sighed.
"Well then, Mr. Tidus, Mr. Elrond, excuse me," Hanjiro said as he leaves the house.
.At the barn.
"Hey, Hanjiro! What are you doing here?" A shout from atop the barn startled Hanjiro.
"Wha. Oh, it's you Harriet. What are you doing there?" Hanjiro called back.
"Stargazing. I just love the looking at stars from here. Investigating the barns?"Harriet replied, smiling to the lean young man.
"Yeah. Wait there, I'll go up in a jiffy," Hanjiro shouted back.
"But how will-"
Before the sentence was over, Hanjiro was at Harriet's side. He cleared a seven-meter distance from the ground to the window with ease.
"Uh, wow! How can you do that?"
"A year of practice. You're right. the view of the stars from here is gorgeous!"
"See? Told you so."
"By the way, did the mosquitos bother you?"
"No, not quite. I used to bathe with lavenders; auntie said those are good mosquito ward. Has uncle and pops filed you with the situation?"
"Yeah. Sounds pretty serious to me."
"Ah, they're just exaggerating a bit. We still get good profits from the wheat's sales."
"So the thief didn't take much, am I right? Well well, it's getting fishier to me."
"Yep! He -or she, maybe- just took a small sack every time he broke in. although the thief broke in once almost every two nights. A bit weird, eh?"
"You can say that again. Maybe the thief needs some wheat for own needs. Anyway, you should be going back. It's kind of late now and I have to rig the other two barns with traps."
"What traps? I don't like them. when I was little, I once got trapped by a hunter's net and was left hanging all day long."
Hanjiro couldn't help but to choke a small laugh. Harriet frowned a bit.
"No. it's not like those old-fashioned traps. It'll just give the thief an unerasable mark. It'll help me determine who the thief is."
"Well, OK then. One more thing. er. Can you take me down? I'm kinda lazy to open the barn door downstairs."
"No problem, just hold on to my back real tight," Hanjiro said. Harriet did that, and a moment after that, they jumped down.
"Thanks Hanjiro. I'll wake you up tomorrow morning if you like," Harriet said, thanking him.
"No, don't bother. I'll wake up earlier than you guys will. Besides, mercenaries like me tend to sleep less than most people," Hanjiro replied, while taking his medium-sized duffel bag he left down a moment ago.
"Bye then, Hanjiro. I'll try to wake up earlier than you!"
"Bye too."
Hanjiro watched for a while until Harriet entered the house. Then, sighing, he turns to the second barn, muttering "Work, work!"
.
That night, the thief broke into the third barn. The elusive thief managed to avoid most of the traps Hanjiro has set, but not the last one. Without the thief's knowledge, the trap grazed the thief's shin. The rest is like the other nights, where the thief took a small sack of wheat grains, and then flee after making sure that the barn is still as it was when the thief entered it a few moments ago.
.
It was a clear, sunny morning. The slight breeze was caressing the trees, houses, and just practically everything outside.
"Hanjirooo! Rise and shine!" Harriet called Hanjiro on the front of the door of the first barn, only to find him, armed with his twin katana, staring back to her from the direction of the third barn.
"Hi there Harriet! Told you I'll wake up earlier," Hanjiro said while smiling innocently to Harriet.
"Ah well. Breakfast's ready for you. You still investigating the barns?"
"Yeah. The thief didn't broke into the second barn, and I was sleeping in the first barn. So this guy definitely went into the third one."
"How can you be so sure? You said you were sleeping last night."
"A soldiers' 'sleep' is different from most people's. I can still hear things in my sleep, although just faintly. Oh yeah, want to tag along? The last check should only take a jiffy."
"No thanks. I'm still a little scared of traps."
.
About an hour later, Hanjiro showed up at the dining room. There was Tidus, Yuna, Harriet, and Elrond there.
"So, y'finished checking the barns?" Tidus asked Hanjiro.
"Well, yeah. I think I can nab the thief today, if I'm lucky," Hanjiro responded, while taking a seat across Harriet, who is still a bit busy eating to notice.
"Wow. how can that be?" Yuna inquired.
"Well, the thief took one of the sacks which is tagged with a transmitter. I should be able to track the guy down if he's still in a 3-mile radius from me," Hanjiro answered before drinking a mug of tea served by Cecile.
"Wow. all we do now is sit back, and prepare the reward. Am I right, Elrond dear?" Cecile said, smiling meaningfully towards Elrond, her husband. The room filled in with laughter.
.That afternoon, at the far outskirts of the city..
Hanjiro had tailed the suspected thief all day, eventually leading him to some kind of open place, maybe a rendezvous point. He waited patiently as time ticks past seven minutes past four.
Eight minutes later, as expected, the thief finally met the master. A black- clad horse rider riding an armor-rigged horse arrived, seemingly talking about wages with the man, from Hanjiro's hiding. A moment later, the rider gave the thief a bagful of money. The deal seemed to be closed, but a moment after the thief turned, the rider shot the poor thief with a silver big-caliber Baretta three times on the head, much to Hanjiro's disgust as he saw the thief's brain scatter around. Then the rider turned to Hanjiro's general direction before shooting five times. One merely grazed Hanjiro's temple while he dodged them.
"You should've run while you can," the rider spoke in a flat tone as he reloads his gun. Hanjiro landed behind the man.
"And you shouldn't have killed my bounty. Cheez, what a mess." Hanjiro uttered, while unsheathing his twin katana, trying to keep his eyes off the headless corpse.
"You'll regret this, boy," the robed figure gruffly replied as he draws his gun and shot again. Hanjiro skillfully dodged the bullets, waiting for the rider to reload the gun.
The chance finally came. The rider stopped abruptly, trying to reload his gun. Hanjiro flew to the air over the rider, preparing for his air-to- surface attack.
"Take this! RYUITSUISEN!" he shouted.
But it was too late.
The rider, laughing wickedly, slinged another Baretta hidden in the cloak. Hanjiro knew this is definitely not good, but it was way too late to cancel the attack.
But then, a bolt of lightning struck the helpless Hanjiro. The electric charge ran through him like thousands of punches, sending him unconscious in mere milliseconds.
"Geez, why do you ruin my fun, Attea?" the gunned rider asked a second, smaller built rider, apparently a woman.
"Because you're wasting precious time, Galadriel. Come, take the wheat to the hideout," the second rider said coldly.
"What about the mercenary? He can cause trouble if let alive."
"Let him be. He, along with the residents of Bagittao, will make a good appetizer for the newborn Chironomas. They like living preys best."
Hanjiro overheard this faintly, but he's still too weak to get up. But in his heart, he vows that he won't let anyone end up inside a monster's belly.
A fanfiction from the hands of Gunbazca & Wing Descendant
Disclaimer: All characters' names, places, and other related indicias used in this fan fiction are all owned by their respective copyright owners. This fan fiction is made solely for entertainment purposes and not for gathering profit. So, in other words, don't sue us. We're not rich enough to pay fines.
Chapter 1: Weird, Intertwined, and Hidden
The dinner had passed, as the clock strikes half past seven. Dickey has unusually resided into his bedroom, apparently still absorbed by his new toy, while Yuna, Harriet, and Harriet's mother, Cecile, finishes their daily evening chores. The men moved to the living room, talking about matters of the farm.
"So, mister Tidus, what do exactly made you call to us?" Hanjiro opened the talk between the three.
"Well, y'see, my brother-in-law and I have been baffled by this mysterious robberies of our barns since the past two months. We have tried practically every way to stop this weird robber, but we always fail. That's why we called for pros like y'guys to handle this," Tidus said as he sits on the living room sofa.
"Hmm. Have you tried waiting in the barn to ambush the thief?" Hanjiro suggested.
"We've tried that so many times, believe me. Every time we put people to guard the barns -we have three-; they always got asleep or unconscious when the robbery takes place. It's as if they are drugged or given a sleeping spell. Last time we guard it, we hired thirty men, and, believe me, everyone is asleep including us and the people in the house," Elrond, Harriet's father, responded the suggestion.
"Hm. but why do the thief go to so much trouble? I can't understand. the 'Mass Sleep' spell, especially one powerful enough to make people that many fell asleep, needs a lot of power to do. I mean, judging from your infos, It's definitely sorcery," Hanjiro muttered while trying to think of a way to defeat the thief.
"Yeah. that's why we hire ya. We wanna know also," Tidus said, before drinking from a nearby glass.
"OK then. I'll try to sleep in one of the barns, and set traps in the other two. That way, maybe I can get a better overview of this mysterious thief. Who knows if I can catch the thief," Hanjiro said, while standing up.
"Y'sure about that? Those barns are so mosquito-infested y'could easily catch a disease there. Why don't y'set a trap and wait in the house? The barns are viewable from the attic," Tidus suggested.
"Mosquitos are no problem for me, Mr. Tidus. Believe me, I've been to a place where the mosquitos are many, fast, voracious, and as big as flies. Besides, I've been vaccinated too many times," Hanjiro said jokingly while smiling.
"If you insist then." Elrond sighed.
"Well then, Mr. Tidus, Mr. Elrond, excuse me," Hanjiro said as he leaves the house.
.At the barn.
"Hey, Hanjiro! What are you doing here?" A shout from atop the barn startled Hanjiro.
"Wha. Oh, it's you Harriet. What are you doing there?" Hanjiro called back.
"Stargazing. I just love the looking at stars from here. Investigating the barns?"Harriet replied, smiling to the lean young man.
"Yeah. Wait there, I'll go up in a jiffy," Hanjiro shouted back.
"But how will-"
Before the sentence was over, Hanjiro was at Harriet's side. He cleared a seven-meter distance from the ground to the window with ease.
"Uh, wow! How can you do that?"
"A year of practice. You're right. the view of the stars from here is gorgeous!"
"See? Told you so."
"By the way, did the mosquitos bother you?"
"No, not quite. I used to bathe with lavenders; auntie said those are good mosquito ward. Has uncle and pops filed you with the situation?"
"Yeah. Sounds pretty serious to me."
"Ah, they're just exaggerating a bit. We still get good profits from the wheat's sales."
"So the thief didn't take much, am I right? Well well, it's getting fishier to me."
"Yep! He -or she, maybe- just took a small sack every time he broke in. although the thief broke in once almost every two nights. A bit weird, eh?"
"You can say that again. Maybe the thief needs some wheat for own needs. Anyway, you should be going back. It's kind of late now and I have to rig the other two barns with traps."
"What traps? I don't like them. when I was little, I once got trapped by a hunter's net and was left hanging all day long."
Hanjiro couldn't help but to choke a small laugh. Harriet frowned a bit.
"No. it's not like those old-fashioned traps. It'll just give the thief an unerasable mark. It'll help me determine who the thief is."
"Well, OK then. One more thing. er. Can you take me down? I'm kinda lazy to open the barn door downstairs."
"No problem, just hold on to my back real tight," Hanjiro said. Harriet did that, and a moment after that, they jumped down.
"Thanks Hanjiro. I'll wake you up tomorrow morning if you like," Harriet said, thanking him.
"No, don't bother. I'll wake up earlier than you guys will. Besides, mercenaries like me tend to sleep less than most people," Hanjiro replied, while taking his medium-sized duffel bag he left down a moment ago.
"Bye then, Hanjiro. I'll try to wake up earlier than you!"
"Bye too."
Hanjiro watched for a while until Harriet entered the house. Then, sighing, he turns to the second barn, muttering "Work, work!"
.
That night, the thief broke into the third barn. The elusive thief managed to avoid most of the traps Hanjiro has set, but not the last one. Without the thief's knowledge, the trap grazed the thief's shin. The rest is like the other nights, where the thief took a small sack of wheat grains, and then flee after making sure that the barn is still as it was when the thief entered it a few moments ago.
.
It was a clear, sunny morning. The slight breeze was caressing the trees, houses, and just practically everything outside.
"Hanjirooo! Rise and shine!" Harriet called Hanjiro on the front of the door of the first barn, only to find him, armed with his twin katana, staring back to her from the direction of the third barn.
"Hi there Harriet! Told you I'll wake up earlier," Hanjiro said while smiling innocently to Harriet.
"Ah well. Breakfast's ready for you. You still investigating the barns?"
"Yeah. The thief didn't broke into the second barn, and I was sleeping in the first barn. So this guy definitely went into the third one."
"How can you be so sure? You said you were sleeping last night."
"A soldiers' 'sleep' is different from most people's. I can still hear things in my sleep, although just faintly. Oh yeah, want to tag along? The last check should only take a jiffy."
"No thanks. I'm still a little scared of traps."
.
About an hour later, Hanjiro showed up at the dining room. There was Tidus, Yuna, Harriet, and Elrond there.
"So, y'finished checking the barns?" Tidus asked Hanjiro.
"Well, yeah. I think I can nab the thief today, if I'm lucky," Hanjiro responded, while taking a seat across Harriet, who is still a bit busy eating to notice.
"Wow. how can that be?" Yuna inquired.
"Well, the thief took one of the sacks which is tagged with a transmitter. I should be able to track the guy down if he's still in a 3-mile radius from me," Hanjiro answered before drinking a mug of tea served by Cecile.
"Wow. all we do now is sit back, and prepare the reward. Am I right, Elrond dear?" Cecile said, smiling meaningfully towards Elrond, her husband. The room filled in with laughter.
.That afternoon, at the far outskirts of the city..
Hanjiro had tailed the suspected thief all day, eventually leading him to some kind of open place, maybe a rendezvous point. He waited patiently as time ticks past seven minutes past four.
Eight minutes later, as expected, the thief finally met the master. A black- clad horse rider riding an armor-rigged horse arrived, seemingly talking about wages with the man, from Hanjiro's hiding. A moment later, the rider gave the thief a bagful of money. The deal seemed to be closed, but a moment after the thief turned, the rider shot the poor thief with a silver big-caliber Baretta three times on the head, much to Hanjiro's disgust as he saw the thief's brain scatter around. Then the rider turned to Hanjiro's general direction before shooting five times. One merely grazed Hanjiro's temple while he dodged them.
"You should've run while you can," the rider spoke in a flat tone as he reloads his gun. Hanjiro landed behind the man.
"And you shouldn't have killed my bounty. Cheez, what a mess." Hanjiro uttered, while unsheathing his twin katana, trying to keep his eyes off the headless corpse.
"You'll regret this, boy," the robed figure gruffly replied as he draws his gun and shot again. Hanjiro skillfully dodged the bullets, waiting for the rider to reload the gun.
The chance finally came. The rider stopped abruptly, trying to reload his gun. Hanjiro flew to the air over the rider, preparing for his air-to- surface attack.
"Take this! RYUITSUISEN!" he shouted.
But it was too late.
The rider, laughing wickedly, slinged another Baretta hidden in the cloak. Hanjiro knew this is definitely not good, but it was way too late to cancel the attack.
But then, a bolt of lightning struck the helpless Hanjiro. The electric charge ran through him like thousands of punches, sending him unconscious in mere milliseconds.
"Geez, why do you ruin my fun, Attea?" the gunned rider asked a second, smaller built rider, apparently a woman.
"Because you're wasting precious time, Galadriel. Come, take the wheat to the hideout," the second rider said coldly.
"What about the mercenary? He can cause trouble if let alive."
"Let him be. He, along with the residents of Bagittao, will make a good appetizer for the newborn Chironomas. They like living preys best."
Hanjiro overheard this faintly, but he's still too weak to get up. But in his heart, he vows that he won't let anyone end up inside a monster's belly.