The funny thing about coming back to write this story after so long is the fact that now has a new setup going for it. I haven't posted a story in so long it all seems odd. Like how there's that transition between logging in and getting to the homepage are is different, and it took me a half hour to figure out how to post these chapters. But…whatever, it's all fine now, but I miss the old setup.

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Adven, Jet, Emilia, and Clive approached the tower that was made of snow and built into the side of a cave. It was a rather intimidating tower even though the cave formed around them that covered the snowy plain was only thirty feet tall at best.

"That must be it." Adven noted. Just as soon as Adven had pointed out the base that Dal used shots rang out that caused the group to scatter.

"I suppose we should go and meet them." Jet concluded, and the foursome ran for the tower. The hail of gunfire ended as they came to be halfway between their original position and the tower. It was then that they were met by three men with fifteen more behind them. The first three seemed normal enough, but the fifteen behind them wore uniforms of black.

Adven came to a stop across from the man who was closest to them. This man with the cross-shaped scar between his two eyes and on his forehead grinned. "If it isn't Adven Bok." The man smugly said. His long black hair that reached the arch of his back moved slightly with the wind. His clothing was made of mainly animal skins. "Who are these whelps with you?" Dal wondered as he noticed the Maxwell Gang.

"Pheh," Jet scoffed as he moved forward. "Jet Enduro here."

Dal laughed out loud. He had not really expected anyone to reply, and was a bit impressed by Jet. "You should feel honored to meet Devil's Hand, as well as it's two captains, Carnage and Bran." Dal pointed out the small band behind him that made up Devil's Hand, and in the front stood the two men he mentioned. The first one, Carnage, seemed an oddball and as if his arms were too long. His eyes were those of someone with no sanity. Meanwhile, the other, Bran, was a pretty-boy with long hair to the nape of his neck, and seemed to look the perfect gentleman.

Jet merely scoffed, unimpressed by Devil's Hand. "Listen here Dal, give Adven the deed to his house."

Dal let out a laugh, as did his men. Jet's demand was foolish in their mind. "His house?" Dal scoffed. "I believe you mean my home."

Adven's annoyance for Dal burst forth and he took the lead. "That's it!" He declared loudly. "I know you're a man who likes to make bets. So let's make a deal."

"A deal?" Dal wondered; his ears burning. "What is it?"

"If the four of us can defeat your entire Devil's Hand, as well as you, I get my house back. The only rule will be that no one may be killed." Adven proposed.

Dal thought it over momentarily before nodding. "Yes…but accidents do happen." He grinned. "You have yourself a deal, Adven. If you can make it past my men I'll be waiting for you in the training grounds within my tower." Dal jumps away quickly receding from view.

Carnage and Bran took center stage as the Maxwell Gang, plus Adven and less Gallows and Virginia, regrouped to form a plan. "What's the situation?" Clive wondered.

"I don't care what you do." Adven simply said. "I am going for Dal."

Jet nodded. "I will handle those fifteen flunkies and follow after Adven. Dal is the most dangerous one here I believe."

"Then I'll handle Bran." Clive responded. "He looks like he uses ARMS."

"I suppose that means I'm left with Carnage." Emilia glanced at the young man who moved in erratic fashion, letting low insane sounding chuckles out as he waited in anticipation for the fight to begin.

The group separated. "All right! Here goes!" Jet declared as everyone went to action. Jet was quick to get a running jump and clear Carnage and Bran to land right in the center of the fifteen-man army. He quickly slung his boomerang around, tossing six men to the ground in defeat right off the bat. Adven uses this as a diversion and heads in a straight dash for the tower. Jet felt the tightness of a strap that held the Raven's Wing to his back as he stood upward. He wore it recently only to eventually prove somehow that it was of worth to hold onto. That moment had not arrived yet. Jet charged forward and let loose his boomerang into the air letting it plough through two enemies efficiently. Jet punched two men nearest before doing a spinning kick flinging two more aside. Just as he came to a stop he caught his boomerang on it's return flight right after it had hit another man. The remaining enemies gawked and ran away with their tails between their legs. "Lion's Rage Punch!" He declared flinging the two cowards into the snowy ground. He looked to the tower with determination. "Pheh. That was it?"

As the gray haired young man departed the field Emilia met up with Carnage. "It looks like it's you and me nutcase. I will warn you now, I am great with a blade and have not allowed anyone to defeat me."

Carnage simply cackled maniacally. "Me no care. We fight; you die."

Emilia looked at him oddly. "What the heck is wrong with his head?" With only a shrug she moved her hand to the hilt of her blade and drew it. Just as soon as she had done that Carnage launched himself into the air striking out with his arms despite being over ten feet away. To Emilia's surprise they came closer and closer and she realized that not only were Carnage's arms long, they also could stretch and he could elongate them just as quickly as he could throw something. She woke from her daze and moved herself aside from the two attacks as the fists hit the ground and flung snow and dirt at impact. "He can stretch his arms?" She questioned in wonder as the two arms returned back to Carnage and his arms looked as they did before. Due to gravity though the man was returning to the ground. Just as soon as he was grounded he lunged forward firing out his arms at Emilia who can only deflect them as they scrape against the flat part of her shinobi-zue. The brunette woman was quick to jump onto his extended arm and ran along it in order to swing her blade at Carnage's face, but the man with part demon blood flung her away, and into the air. She did not go far though, and when she was in distance kicked him square in the face. In response the man once more tossed her away and onto the ground, but she stood back up just as soon. "Transcendent the Blade!" Carnage dodges her attack and once more throws his arms out at Emilia, this time hitting his target. "Tornado!" Emilia was quick to use her new technique once more, but she was never able to complete the attack when Carnage's hands snatch her legs and trip her.

"Me have you now!" He wildly declared as he flung the woman across the snowy plain. Just as soon as she stood upward Carnage's arms were flying for her once more, and she dodged them and sliced his right arm in two, sending blood about as his arm fell to the snow painting it red. "Bas-bastard! How dare you?"

Carnage's left arm, which was buried in the ground, rose flinging bits of earth and snow about the air as it was thrust at Emilia who dodged it. While she did dodge it, the punch hit the ground throwing debris aside and that ground knocked her aside, and caused her to lose grip on her blade. "Astral Punch, Ha!" She declared, but her attack missed in the end. It opened her up to be hit by his left fist. "Gale Force!" Her countless punches blow Carnage away from her, buying her the time to pick up her sword. As soon as she had it in her hands she was charging for her enemy who was slowly recovering. As Carnage threw out his left arm at Emilia in response, she merely chopped it into three pieces, leaving him with a stub just like with the other arms.

"How dare you?" He roared as he shuddered back in pain.

She merely grinned. "Now you have no hopes of winning." Even though it seemed she had won, Carnage jumped high into the air sending out his leg just like his arms kicking Emilia backwards. "You don't have any arms! Give it up!" She charged at the now landing Carnage and swung, and he dodged it easily. Without any arms left on him it was easy for Emilia to guess where his attacks would come from, so when he kicked with his left it was easy for her to dodge it and break away from his reach. "Clap of 100 Blades!" Viciously thrusting her blade forward Emilia sends multitudes of wind blade attacks that act like a gust of wind, but cut so clean like the best of blades. In all of this Carnage gains countless wounds before being blown away and tossed into the ground where he collapsed. She sheathed her blade as she turned away. "I warned you that you wouldn't win."

While Emilia was defeating Carnage, Clive was dealing with the ladies-man named Bran, with his boyish good looks and flower lapel. Clive held his hands on his ARM as the two were currently in the stare-down stage before the brawl. "You better not go easy on me because I'm getting old." Clive warned, noting how they had to be nearly twenty years apart. He was at the oldest, twenty, and at the youngest, fourteen.

"Pheh. I would never go easy on any opponent." The young braggart scoffed.

Clive nodded. "I see what sort of person you are." Clive raised his ARM upward and became ready to fight. At the same time Bran drew his rifle ARM of the same make, but in a smaller size that allowed for use with one hand. In his other hand he held a small automatic firearm. Clive was quick to notice that he was outnumbered bulletwise.

"I have never lost in a fight." Bran warned. "Just so you are aware."

Clive nodded as the two began running about the snow-laden earth. Clive swiftly dodged the numerous bullets blasting from Bran's uzi-like arm. Clive fires as he rolled away from the attacks from his enemy. Eventually though, Clive goes to fire when Bran is open and finds that he has no shots left. "All out? I swear I counted."

During this moment a bullet grazes him on his left arm. "Looks like you lose old man!" He aims, but is met with an unexpected hand-to-hand attack from Clive who slams the butt of his ARM into his face sending him back in pain. The truth is, Bran is a good fighter, a good gun fighter, get rid of his guns and he is nothing. "My beautiful face!" He moved backwards covering his bloody nose, but quickly anger swelled up in him. He quickly attacked with a kick that knocked Clive backwards, but as soon as he can Clive lobs a bomb at the young man who deflects it away. As Clive moved away the young man fired his ARM and misses, and in this moment Clive draws his ARM and places two bullets in Bran's shoulders. In shock the young man's knees hit the ground. "But…how…I thought you were out of ammo." He wondered flabbergasted.

"I was out of ammo, but your one rifle gun has the same ammo as my own." Clive announced.

"You stole it from my gun?" He asked, shocked and alarmed.

"Right as I was hitting you with my own." The green haired man grinned. In this moment he slung his ARM around and hit the younger man on the side of the head, causing Bran to collapse to the ground in defeat.

It was at this time that Emilia came running up, having finished her battle with Carnage. "Jet and Adven are in the tower." She noted, "Should we go on in after them?"

"We should leave them to their own accords. We'd just be in their way." He mused. "Adven wants his house back, but from what I grasp of his attitude towards Jet, he wants to show him up as well. Same goes for Jet. Jet wouldn't like it if Adven was found to be stronger by beating Dal." He gave a light chuckle. "If we got between them we'd just be killed in the violent crossfire."

"The crossfire between them and Dal?" Emilia questioned.

Clive looked at her, "…let's hope so."

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Well, let's stop there at page four. I have planned out from this part of the story to the end of Chapter book eleven. Let's just say, we're at 59 now, and I have planned up to chapter 80. That's 20 chapters planned for you, and if I do continue into the new books I wrote, 12-15. You will be getting plenty more, with a battle that will either be cool or cliched, being that it is a real Bizarro-Superman battle, but it lasts two of the books, so it should be great. There will also be a plethora of new techniques too, all based on current ones Emilia, Jet, and Adven hold, or will show before the end of this. I just have to figure how to rewrite Book 12. Well, I figured a way to do it for Book 11, so I'll figure out that one as well. Thanks for the reviews. I'm trying hard, but it's been sounding stupid, but I think it's all because of the setting of Blue Crane, it really limits me somehow. I can't wait until Book 11 when I can leave it.