To Teefa85 and Serap-89: Thank you so very much for your reviews! I really appreciate it! As for what Jet is wearing, well, read and imagine…

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Chapter Two

Later that day, Baskar Colony:

"I'm going to fall asleep…" Gallows said lowly, feeling his eyelids fall down over his eyes. Shane sat down next to him, whispering something Gallows couldn't hear. It was dark in the altar, the two torches on each side of them was the only that provided light, and listening to Halle talking about Baskar traditions for four hours was too much for the Baskar priest. His head jerked a few times, until it met his chest. He closed his eyes and before he knew it, he was asleep, snoring and drooling. He received a rough awakening; a staff hit his head real hard, and an angered Halle stared down at him, her face beaming red and her eyes spitting flames. Shane had turned the other way.

"OOOOOWW! Hey, what was that good for, Granny!? I was just picturing what you were saying inside my head!" Gallows said, rubbing his sore head while trying to sound as innocent as possible. Halle wasn't fooled by that.

"If snoring and drooling is including to that, then I don't want to know what you were picturing! But you weren't paying attention at all, that I heard! I thought that traveling with your Drifter friends had made you a little bit smarter, but it looks like I was hoping for nothing! You're still as incompetent as always!" Halle shouted, trying to hit Gallows one more time. Only this time, Gallows was awake and ducked.

"Aw, don't be like that, Granny. I have become better than before, let me prove it! Tell me what to do and I'll do it twice as good! Promise!" Halle cast a glance at him, and then smiled. Every time she smiled t him, it wasn't good news, and Gallows knew that. His heart jumped up into his throat.

"Well, the sermon is finished for today, anyway. And I do have something you can do…" Halle said, an evil tone was heard in her voice. Gallows clapped his forehead, wondering what he gotten himself into this time.

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"I can't believe she put me on cooking the dinner. I suck at it…" Gallows whined, while stirring the soup in the cauldron. Shane came in.

"What were you expecting Grandmother to say, Brother?" He asked. Gallows let go of the spoon.

"You know, killing of some monsters, defeat demons, rescue ladies in need or something like that. Something that fits my potentials!" He said with his hands raised in the air. Shane shook his head while smiling, and with his eyes closed.

"We don't have problems like that for now. Do you want me to help you?" Shane offered. Gallows waved a hand.

"No need. I said I could do it, and then I'll do it myself." He replied.

"Just don't try to poison us in the process." Shane sighed. Gallows looked offended.

"Even my kid brother doesn't trust me?" Gallows said, taking up the spoon and stirring the soup one more time.

"I wish I could Brother, but the past has proved otherwise." Shane replied.

"I don't like where you're getting at, but I'll let it slide this time." Gallows looked down on the soup. It didn't look healthy at all.

"I'm going to need some meat to this. Is there some left?" Gallows asked, turning to his kid brother.

"We have some in the storage hut. But that's for…" Shane answered.

"All right, I'll get it. Thanks brother. " Gallows turned around and went through the door, leaving Shane with the boiling soup. He looked down on the puddle. He sighed.

"He still has a long way to go…" He said, putting down some more water and vegetables in the soup. It immediately took on a healthier color.

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Gallows looked up on the sky, and watched the location of the sun. It must be around midday, he determined. As he turned to the altar, he noticed Ellen and Halle head in, in a deep discussion. He turned his gaze to the storage hut and set course for it. Other villagers greeted him as he past by and he waved back. They hadn't forgotten what he had done for them, and he was grateful for it. Unlike the Ark of Destiny. He pushed the door to the storage wide open and the sight that met him made him stunned. In the center of the hut were a pillar with shelves and the all pots, caskets or boxes were either emptied, destroyed or pushed over and all its contents spilled on the floor. It looked like a war zone. He whirled around.

"Hey, somebody has sacked the storage hut!" He exclaimed so it echoed over the village. The villagers stared at him as he had lost his mind. Halle came out of the altar, leaning on her staff and Ellen being by her side. Shane also came out of their house, heading for his big brother in a hurry. Everyone assembled in front of the storage hut, with Halle, Shane and Gallows in the center.

"What are you yelling about?" She asked with a stern look on her grandson.

"Somebody has snatched all the food!" Gallows replied. Halle went past him and into the hut. Everybody waited in silent, as she came out a moment later.

"Well, it looks like my grandson is right this time." She said. The villagers saw the mess in the hut behind her.

"And we had recently been out on a hunt. It will take at least a week to find the animals again!" A Baskar male, Harold said and clapped his forehead.

"Who would do such a thing?" Shane asked. Shoulders shrugged to an answer.

"That would be me!" A voice replied in the thin air. A chill of fright went through Gallows from his Aqua Wisp medium. It was trying to warn him of something. He stared up at the roof on the house straight across from them. On it sat a man. He had green, short hair similar to Clive's, he wore blue shirt and pants, and a bronze colored armor chest plate, with a green gem in the center, protected his torso. A shoulder pad was attached to his left shoulder and an orange scarf hung around his neck, his left hand were protected by orange gauntlet, and a long sword leaned on his back. He grinned at them.

"And who are you?" Gallows spitted out. The demon stood up and jumped off the roof. He made a somersault in the air and landed in front of the group.

"The almighty demon Zed, at your service!" The demon replied, the villagers gasped and stepped to the sides. Gallows stood his ground, with Shane and Halle behind him. He clapped his forehead.

"Man, an almighty demon moron!" Gallows said, and Zed's face turned red. He pulled out his sword and pointed it on Gallows.

"Nobody makes fun of me and survives it, Girly Face! Prepare to taste steel!" Zed threatened. Gallows pulled out his Coyote.

"Just give back the food you stole and I hold myself back from giving you a good spanking. How's that sound?" Gallows taunted.

"You won't get the chance, human! My ultimate technique Doom Bringer will bring you to your knees!" Zed taunted back.

Zed took on a fighting position; the tip of the sword touched the ground. Gallows pulled out his ARM. They stared at each other, trying to show who was the most fearsome. Zed suddenly rushed at Gallows, his sword left the ground and flew above his head in a spring attack. Gallows was on his way to perform an Arcana spell. As Zed closed in on the Baskar priest, the ground began to shake, wildly. Zed stopped, he almost fell forward and he tried to regain his balance. Shane fell down and Halle grasped a hold on the wall. Gallows turned around and pulled his brother back up on his feet, placed him near the wall, while the rest of the villagers tried their best to remain on their feet. Shane pressed as close as he could to the wall, with Gallows standing above him and acted as a shield. After a moment, the earthquake disappeared, leaving the village in absolute silence. Everybody looked around them you see if anyone was hurt. Gallows backed away from Shane to give him room, the boy was shivering.

"Are you okay, Shane?" Gallows asked. Shane only nodded in reply, as he was unable to speak at the moment. As Gallows cast a glance at the direction of the demon, he saw Zed stare up at the sky. He had an expression of excitement and fear at the same time at his face.

"They're back? How?" He asked. He noticed he was watched and turned to Gallows. He put back the sword on his back.

"We'll settle this some other time! I'll be going and make myself useful!" He said, jumped in the air again and vanished without a trace. Gallows stared at the spot where he had vanished.

"What, there's more of them!?" He growled, with one fist raised. Shane came up to him on shaky legs.

"Was that another follower of Siegfried, Brother?"

"I don't know. But whoever it was, it means bad news. The guardians warned me of something." Gallows replied, with his face in the palm.

"Him?"

"No, something that has to do with him. I must tell Virginia and the others." Gallows finished. Halle remained silent, finally looking like she was proud of her grandson. And she was.

Around that time, the train from South Farm arrived to the Midland station, carrying the leader of the Maxwell team and an enraged Drifter with it.

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"What was that earthquake, just now?" Virginia asked as she stepped out from the cabin, dragging a small bag behind her. She had borrowed small glasses from her aunt. The yellow dress she wore once belonged to her mother, it was slightly too long for her, but it was a good disguise. She had tied her hair into a knot, just to be safe. She stopped in the small corridor and waited for her friend to catch up.

A white haired girl, also dragging a bag, came out after her. She was wearing a dancing dress and a blue ribbon on her head and neck. The dress covered a small part of her upper legs, with white underwear covering the rest with red dancing shoes, and white gloves. A white veil covered her mouth and her lavender colored eyes stared at Virginia. Her face was beaming red and she shivered in anger.

"I can't believe I'm wearing a girl's dress… and a dancer's dress, for crying out loud!" She exclaimed with a male voice. Virginia hushed her.

"Jet, be quiet, or you'll blow our cover! But really, I don't remember that aunt Shalte used to dance!" Virginia replied, trying to hold back laughter as she looked at Jet.

"Like that would make me feel better. Why couldn't YOU take this dress?" He muttered, while he tried to adjust the veil covering his mouth the best he could. It slipped down again, as to taunt him.

"Because it was too short for me and I don't look like the dancer type. But if I say that you look really cute in that dress, does that make you feel better?" She teased. Jet looked he was about to melt on the spot.

"And if I say no?" He replied instead. Virginia giggled.

"Then I say you look even cuter when you're angry!" He became stiff and his lips tighter than usually. Just in time to save Virginia, Roykman entered their wagon and approached them. In his hand was a letter, addressed to Clive Winslett from Virginia.

"I just had a talk with the train driver. He needs to look over the train after that earthquake, it could take until evening. I can't get to Humphrey's Peak until tomorrow." He said. Virginia bent down her head.

"Alright, but please try and get the letter to Clive as fast as you can." She replied. Roykman nodded.

"Good luck with your demon extermination." He said and entered the empty cabin behind them. Virginia headed for the exit with Jet close behind, whistles from the other passengers followed him in his track. They threw out their bags through the exit and Virginia stepped out first. Jet just kicked back a Drifter that had gotten too close with a graceful round spin. That Drifter hit the train wall hard and his companions stared at him, then at Jet.

"Sorry, I'm practicing my moves." He said with an imitated girl voice. He came up to Virginia. He was pale in the face, and his eyes wide. Whistles were heard again, and males' faces stared at him from the wagon windows.

"The next man that tries to touch my behind, I will castrate!" He growled and Virginia unable to restrain herself, laughed out highly. They grasped their bags and headed to the ticket man's post. Lots of Drifters were leaving the train and Virginia feared that soon somebody would recognize them soon enough, with or without disguise…

"Excuse me…"

Too late.

Virginia slowly turned around and got face to face with three odd looking Drifters. The one that had spoken carried a long brown cape and had long, brown hair, with a green hair band that tied at the end. On his shoulder sat a blue rat that watched her intensively. Behind him stood a blond girl with a blue jacket and green skirt, with a red scarf hanging on her shoulders and a red band holding her hair in place. A blue haired boy stood beside her. He had a plaster on his left chin, a red bandana on his head and carried a red vest and blue pants. He did look a little bit like Jet. And Jet seemed to be of the same opinion, because he looked like he was seeing a ghost…

"Could you tell us the direction of the closest village?" The brown haired man spoke again. Virginia was speechless. She didn't know what to answer at first.

"T-that would be Jolly Roger. Its just north of here. But you need to cross the stone bridge to the west before you can reach it. Then just follow the sand river east and you'll find it by a shore." Virginia replied, letting out a small sigh of relief after she had finished her sentence. The man gave her a smile.

"Thank you, Miss. Well, you heard her guys. Let's go Rudy, Princess." The man said with his head turned for his comrades. Virginia recalled being called that before, by Janus.

"How many times have I told you to stop calling me that, Jack?" The girl replied as she walked past him. The blue haired boy followed her, with laughter on his lips.

"I lost the count by one hundred." The mansaid as they left the station. The two Maxwell team members stood silent.

"…Who were they?" Virginia finally broke the silence between them. Jet shrugged his shoulders.

"How should I know? They looked like Drifters to me." Jet answered, pulling up the veil in front of his mouth again.

"Well, you're probably right. Come on, Gallows is waiting for us!"

They sneaked past the ticket guard, while he was reading the newspaper. Once out in the wasteland, Virginia pulled a call whistle from her bag and blew it. After a moment, they could see a white horse and a brown one coming straight for them and neighed as they saw their masters. Virginia greeted her white horse, while Jet sneaked around a large rock and was trying his best to get out from the tight dress. Virginia giggled as he came back out.

"I'm sure Gallows would have loved to see it!" She teased, as she went behind the rock to get changed as well.

"Whatever!" Jet grunted, while he sat down and waited for her to be finished. Once she came out, they threw up the bags on the horses and mounted them, and then they set course for Baskar Colony.

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Finally, Gallows scenario is finished! I tried my best to make it as funny as possible. Next up is Clive, who gets to meet someone out of ordinary…

Puh-leease R&R! I really need support here!