Chapter 3:

Creatures in the City 1:

Dark energies crackled around the weapons, sending black sparks between them. Vahn charged and unleashed a furious series of swipes, then jumped back, ready for his opponent to strike. . . but that moment never came.

Simultaneously Vahn, Ton, and Mini Bert's phones rang, and simultaneously they answered.

"Vahn?" asked the voice in Vahn's ear, "There was a disturbance in the plaza, two hunters, one with Booma claws, and the other with dragon claws. They attacked several citizens and one hunter. All but one are dead now. You must catch the suspects, for we feel that they may be related to the incidents on Ragol."

"Incidents?" Said Vahn quizzically.

"Never you mind," said the voice on the other end, which he now realized was the principle's secretary, "One of the suspects was seen going to the working district, near a warehouse, find him."

As soon as the voice cut out, he signaled to Issac, who jumped up and followed, they got Regal and Zer0, and headed to the ghosts as Vahn started explaining. The Ghosts were high speed crafts like motorcycles, but they were Roka family's own model, that could go across pioneer 2 in five minutes, while normal crafts took twenty to thirty minutes depending on traffic. They were white, and had Photon windshields, so when inside, it was absolutely silent except for communications, the radio, and the almost silent hum of the engine.

It took about two minutes to reach the work district, and Vahn had long finished his and their briefing. When they finally slowed down Vahn gave out his own orders.

"Hmm, well, since they didn't say which warehouse, I'll take those abandoned ones over there, Issac, you take the thieves guild, Regal, you take Zer0 and check the Ship Storage, there're many places to hide there." He said.

So they split up accordingly, and Vahn checked the first warehouse to find nothing more than a few boxes. But as soon as he got to the second he felt a strange presence and knew something was wrong.

'There is a strange life form in that building' Said Chao for the first time in a long while.

Vahn had almost forgotten that Chao was the other Vahn, an Anti Vahn, he mused, 'Hey, Chao, how do you like the name Anti Vahn?'

'Hmm, I like it very well. Just a moment, let me change forms so I am more useful.' That was when Vahn saw something that would happen time and time again, but would never get used to. The Chao suddenly had a face, and its arms became human, until it became a dirty blonde force, with a black robe, and a Sorcerers Cane. Vahn stood gaping at the man in front of him. Could that man really be his MAG?

"Let's go." Said Anti Vahn flatly, and without emotion.

They walked near they warehouse, Vahn gripping the Soul Banish, they noticed bloody scratches, and the door lay ajar, as if to say 'Come in if you welcome death'. They walked cautiously, as if their footsteps were evil as the presence within. There was a shadow near the back wall the man had discarded his hunter's armor. He had two Booma claws around his hands, and his body was covered with furs from Boomas he looked at Vahn and Anti Vahn, they resembled each other except for the clothing.

"Who dares enter the presence of the General Boomas Maktolia? If it is not Lord Dragon, then be gone, I don't have time for weaklings." Said the figure, whom had his back turned on them.

"Weak is the last word that comes to mind when one describes us," said Vahn, smirking.

Boomas turned his head to examine the pair and said, laughing, "You look like spawn of the man who guarded the Priestess, the blue haired fool never stood a chance."

Vahn stared in shock, no, his father was a great warrior, he couldn't fail . . . and the principle's secretary had said that one had lived, so there was a chance.

"LIES!" said Vahn, gritting his teeth, swinging the Soul Banish in front of him self, and into a patch of light.

"Vahn, control your self, anger leads to your demise, it did to mine," said Anti Vahn bitterly.

Boomas had now turned and was looking keenly at the weapon, "Ah, so you are the slayer of the devourer of souls. But you . . . I cannot waste my time, I shall meet lord Dragon in the village."

And with that, he used a Telepipe and vanished. Vahn stood for a moment, he knew it was true, but he couldn't believe it, "Father is . . . dead."

The word faded into an echo of the warehouse, and with it, Vahn's trust in the goddesses . . .