"NDS: Book 13—Neon: Chapter 95: Payback"

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There's a reason why I write the original NDS before this one. That's because sometimes I find that the chapter in NDS isn't worth bringing over to this.

I see a new reviewer. Thank you a lot. Though, I think you might be disappointed when you see the wedding. But that does give me an idea what you said for something that happens later later later on. I know I added two laters, but that's how long it really seems to me.

Okay, let's begin with this chapter that's sort of a lot of genres at once. There's angst, and there's humor, and this chapter is all mainly about Jet.

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As the sun touched the ground in the distance of the Enduro—Maxwell home, it looked almost as if the sun would light the grassy ground on fire. Though the beautiful red sky went unnoticed by a young man who swung the Raven's Wing outside his home until his body became sweaty. He had already thrown his shirt aside he was so drenched, and his wet form only proved that he had been at this for hours desperately swinging this rather large blade about.

He finally weakened and lowered his blade with a huff. "Damnit." He cursed. "The Raven's Wing still fails to work." He planted it in the ground where it changed to its original battered and worm katana form. "All it does is transforms in my hands now."

Jet's ears lifted when he heard cloth blowing in the wind. The fluttering of a dress. Virginia walked up to him with a worried look on her face. "Don't stress yourself, Jet."

Jet stayed quiet a moment. "Even if Clive's death wasn't my fault…I'm still too weak." He explained. "I should have been focusing on staying strong these last two years and not just relaxing with you."

"Peace has come now," Virginia remarked, thinking back on their long years of travel from the very start on the train to Neon City, "You have no reason to become stronger than you are now."

"Right…but the same could have been said two years ago as well." Jet remarked, and he was right, there was peace two years ago, and that was broken easily. "Adven and I fought six months ago and we tied, but he definitely had the upper-hand then."

Virginia looked to him more intently. Standing close. "What do you intend to do then?"

"I'll just have to work on getting better…and the best way to do that for me is in real combat."

"Oh." She remarked. "Should you really?"

"If I want to be able to protect my family and friends I should." Jet remarked. "That's the first time I can say family…because of you." The two exchanged glances before Jet moved towards Virginia, and she dismissed him. "Why?"

"You're all sweaty. I'm not letting you touch me." She explained.

"Right." Jet laughed. "I'm going to go use the radio to contact Adven and Emilia."

Virginia sighed. "I best get the First Aid kit ready then." She counted up some numbers on her fingers. "I hope I have enough bandages left."

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The next afternoon the sun hung beautifully over the area now known as Valhalla once more. In fact, everyday seemed to be beautiful here. Sometimes though it did rain. Outside of the Enduro—Maxwell home stood Adven and Emilia not really sure why they were there.

Adven looked to Emilia. "So…did we come here?"

"Well, it can't be a normal visit since he asked me specifically to bring my shinobi-zue." Emilia replied.

"Yeah, he said for me to bring a weapon along too."

"Ahem." They looked to Jet who walked out of the home as the screen door swung and hit with a soft bang. "Listen…after Neon City I realize I've been slacking off, so I asked you here so I can train myself to be stronger." He informed the two. "You're going to help me by coming at me with everything you've got, understood?" He wondered as he joined them on the lawn.

"Are…are you sure about that?" Adven asked with an evil grin as Emilia formed one too. They looked to one another briefly.

"Yeah, why?" Jet wondered, totally missing what was going on with them.

"Oh-ho!" Adven mused. "Nothing."

"Right." Emilia sternly said. "Let's begin."

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The orange sun once again touched the ground as the day came to an end. On the porch of the Enduro—Maxwell home sat four bodies. Virginia diligently and gingerly wrapped bandages around the arms and legs of Jet's body, as well as his chest.

She looked to Adven and Emilia who sat sipping tea nearby on the steps, wearing no bandages and in pristine condition. "Did you two really have to gang up on him?" She chastised.

"Well," Adven began, lowering his cup, "He did ask for it."

"Right." Emilia said with a nod.

"I just call it payback for all the things he has done against us." Adven further explained.

"Right." Emilia agreed with a nod.

"And don't worry, we kept his ring finger and face untouched so at least those will be fine for next weeks wedding."

"Right." Emilia said with another nod.

Adven stopped and looked at Emilia, as did she. He furrowed one brow. "Are you just going to agree with everything I say?" He wondered with annoyance.

"Right." She nodded as Adven flung his cup to the lawn with a groan. It seemed now that Emilia was the only victor today.

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Okay, next chapter I will finally reveal what is so wrong with Sakura that the gap between she and Adven even exists. I have been planting lots of hints for it since part one of Book 12. I could have sworn someone would call me out on it, but…whatever. Maybe you don't really know what it is. She simply has trouble admitting her love to Adven…