An: Alright, let's get this party started! Tenth chapter anniversary of my first fic! The event with the 'knight' in 3rd POV (it's a whole lot funnier that way:) There is a little Glenn bashing, but I'll make it up to him and his fans. He has a good role after this.

Glenn: I better!

Glenn's fans: Yeah! (start to sharpen knives and other pointy objects)

Nasuren: Gulp!

Paladin Dragoon:The ending of chappie 9 was kind of confusing, but why does Dario

bandage himself even if he still looks good? XD

Nasuren: Quote from the girl in FE:R "By then your wounds would have healed and you will be able to return to her"

The bandages was for healing, and the story skipped a year, so he wouldn't need them. The reason why he hasn't gone back to Riddel I won't reveal....yet. Just remember one thing, this Dario never met Serge in CC.
Flash back

"Hey Kidd!" Lucca shouted as she ran outside. She was carrying an odd looking object. "I need a favor. A old student of mine needs this A.S.A.P. Seems that she found a unidentifiable machine that requires a specific power source. So, since you haven't taken a break from this place, want to come with me?"

"I, er..." I caught the glare that Lucca tried to give me, "Aye, be glad ta!"

"Good! Pack up, we're going to El Nido Archipelago, so pack accordingly." I nodded, "NOW MOVE IT! We don't have all day! Cronus and Fargo is suppose to accompany us part of the way. The royal family were invited to a festival by Count Viper, but the king won't be able to make it, so the Queen and Prince will attend."

End flashback

"Lucca I presume?" A knight stepped forward. He wore light brown armor. On his wast were two swords, one identical to the other. Hos face was tanned and a little weather beaten, but still was enough that most ladies would fall head over heels for. All this made him look like a cross between a gladiator and a knight. Behind him were ten Dragoons, the peace keepers of this area. They wore light armor and bright clothes to keep them cool. "My name is Glenn. Luccia was called to the ruins due to emergency. I have been asked to escort you to her at the fort. My men will accompany their Majesties and the commander to the Manor." As Queen Nadia and Lucca got off the ship, Glenn held offered his hand to the ladies, as would any noble person would do. As Fargo and Cronus got off, he offered both a firm handshake. They were all trained in formality. However when Kidd was getting off...

"Oi! What 'cha holding your hand out for? Don't tell me ya wanna tip!"

"Umm...no miss, I was merely offering my.."

"Didn't we already accepted yer offer?"

"I was offering my hand, miss..."

"Who would want 'cha hand? Not like dey could use it. Why would you offer yer hand to stranger? Aye, some people might find the fact yer willing to cut 'cha hand off, kinda crazy as 'ell." The young man laughed at this, and stepped aside since the girl didn't seem to know protocol.

"My, what a strange little woman...." Glenn murmured.

"What 'cha say?" Kidd spoke as she passed him.

"I said 'My, what a strange little woman'. OOOOWWWWFFF!" Everyone heard Glenn as Kidd kicked him in the not-so-good-part, doubling him over.

"That what 'cha get for calling me little, squirt!" Kidd said as she stomped off. As she passed Cronus she lean toward him and whispered "'Dat how to show domination, mate!" Cronus could barely contain his laughter. He knew what she meant.
As soon as Glenn recovered...

They were checking into the inn to save time for tomorrow's trip.

"You really knew what he meant?" Lucca whispered to Kidd

"Yup. Didn't want 'em hitting on me, thinking I was defenseless girl." Lucca barely held her snort.
Aboard the Invicible...

"What happened, Private?" Norris asked. Earlier tonight the Private ran for help screaming bloody murder, waking everyone. Turns out Serge was unconscious on the deck and the solider was rambling on and on.

"Take a deep breathe, private." the solider took Greer's advice. "Now what happened?"

"I don't know, sir. I was going to switch shit with him. There was this man standing over him. When he saw me he covered up his face and fled through a ,,,hole or something...."

"Go get some rest. Tell the others it's two member shift for tonight." Norris cool voice calmed the private. Silently the solider did as told. They have brought Serge to the infirmary on the ship. Norris turned towards the ship's Doctor. "How is he?"

"I don't know. It seems like something is keeping him asleep, a memory or so..."

"How long will he be like this?"

"It depends, on him and what he is dealing with." the doctor turned to Serge,"Maybe tomorrow... maybe never...."