Title: Metrepole
Rating: PG-13. (I'm too lazy to use the new ratings) Rating MAY change depending on the topics
Disclaimer: I don't own Weiß, but if you find any characters which doesn't belong in the anime, I suppose they're mine...So please, don't complain, don't sue, don't create a racket...
Pairings: Unknown yet. When decided, I will put up.
Summary: (This is centred on Ran, okay?) Ran lost his mermory and is trying hard to find it while seeking revenge against Takatori. His secret terms with Schwarz is left unknown to his new assassin members. As he struggle to stay sane for some reason, he encounters situations he had never dared imagine.
Warning: Shounen-ai to the further chapters (that's a guarantee), maybe some OCC-ness somewhere
Note to readers: Read and review PLEASE... (puppy dog eyes) I know I would have errors here and there, so please ignore them! Most of the words are translated into German, just to tell you, so please don't come up and tell me they're German, because they are! Okay, please go on to the story. The more reviews I get, the faster I do to be exact. Thanks for coming anyway!
For the past three hundred years there were three main organizations which stood strong for Metrepole. They were set up by the first pioneers who sailed the Seven Seas to reach this place while escaping the World War Three. From what used to be a desert, now it was built like the second NYC. They were the important pillars of the place which was built in the form of the Devil's Triangle or better known as the Bermuda Triangle; once you enter, is was almost impossible to get out.
Each organization was made to control a corner of the place, but due to greed, the imbalance of power caused internal conflicts to ties.
Estet was in charge of the left-side, called Miami, and took care of the southern-west side of Metrepole. Near that corner, an island was located further down where it was said the three SZ elders, also the leaders of Estet, stayed.
The Takatori Enterprise was a family business running down far more generations compared to anyone else. The passed down talents of being a Mage together with the knowledge makes it a tough organization to counter. They own the middle part of the triangular, Bermuda, and had the largest section of the city to take care of.
The last corner of Metrepole was Puerto Rico, where Kritiker has set its organisation. The leader of Kritiker was Persia, the cat lover whom among the three groups, stands to justice's side the most. He believes the Takatori Enterprise has gone too far and had set up several groups where each was assigned to different situations. Now, Weiß is the group which he has an eye for as it could be the key to throwing Takatori off his position.
At the moment he has numerous groups working undercover, and the few common ones are Weiß Kreuz, the assassin group, Tropisches Wetter, a group of highly trained undercover agents, Blaue Löcher, the second assassin group which is at times assigned to finding information and Weißer Dunst, a fixed group of Schatten which are sent to find information. A group he lost a year ago was Crashers, where they were meant to not assassinate, but to follow their name, to ruin and crash 'parties' not meant to exist.
No one can be there to help you unless you help yourself first.
Chp 3: Mission One
"As you can see, this 'Human Chess' is under Takatori, partially under Estet. We cannot use direct actions against him. We need you to get in there to find the one behind all it. During that time, I suggest you be careful, as Takatori has Schwarz as his bodyguards", Manx said hastily and paused when she heard footsteps. She turned with a scowl on her face and watched as Abyssinian descended form the spiral stairs.
"I think you should learn how to be here when needed, Abyssinian. You know I do not repeat myself", Manx said. Ran gave no heed to what she had said; only taking to standing on the wall beside the stairway. Manx cleared her throat before she continued. "As I was saying, Schwarz would be there, so mind your backs. Everyone in?"
"I think I'll pass this time", Yoji said. "I'm not exactly in the mood for doing missions at the moment."
Manx nodded and waited for Balinese to exit the room. When he was out of sight, she handed the folders to Omi.
"If Balinese isn't in, I suggest you decide who's going into the game. Preferably Abyssinian or Siberian, since Bombay has to deal with the other things. With all that boys, I'll send myself out. Oh yes, one more information we've dug out. Takatori is attending several such activities in search of a Diamant."
Two gasps echoed the room with the sounds of Manx's high heels clogging their way out of the mission room.
"Well, I'll be damned. If Takatori ever gets a Diamant, we're doomed", Ken said out loud. Omi nodded while reading through the information he got.
"Wait, we don't have the target's photo. The only way we'll be able to identify is through a scar across the forehead. It's a hidden scar to be exact. Under the Versteckt spell, I can definitely tell you guys this person could be a Mage."
"Great. You're the only Mage in this mission but you have to deal with the computers. So, I guess I'll the one to-"
"I'll do it", Ran said flatly. The other two looked over their shoulders with a disbelieving look.
"No offense, Aya, but you don't exactly have any Zauberei", Ken reminded.
"It won't be a problem", the redhead finished and left the room.
The brunette and blonde tossed each other a questioning look and Omi sighed. He passed the folders for Ken to browse through and wondered aimlessly.
"Have you ever wondered why Aya was able to join Kritiker?" Ken asked all of a sudden.
Omi could only stare at the question and watched as the brunette closed the folder.
"I mean, ninety-five percent of Kritiker agents are at least under one category. The normal ones usually do other things. You know, find information, this and that, but Aya's an assassin. Don't you think that's weird?"
"Well, I heard Aya's been in Kritiker for three years now, and that excluding this year he was with another group. Something unfortunate came up though. Two from his previous group were killed and two managed to survive. From that day the group disbanded and he was placed in Weiß."
"What's the previous group called?"
"Crashers, I think. I'm kind of worried. Do you think his attitude now was because of their death?"
Ken smacked his forehead.
"Omi! You should have told Yoji and me this the first time he came into Weiß! Do you know how many bruises we got just from asking him?"
"Hey! It isn't my fault! How was I to know you guys didn't know?"
Ken rolled his eyes and tossed the folder onto the coffee table.
"I know, how about you stay in Aya's shadow?"
"HA! Very funny Omi. You know it hurts if you're in someone's shadows because you get stepped on every second.(1)"
"But Ken-kun", Omi said seriously. "If you know the target knows Zauberei and Aya-kun's just a normal person, what would you do?"
Ken frowned back at the blonde's face.
"Alright, I'll do it. But if Aya finds out I'm saying it's you."
Omi gave a cheerful smile. "Thank you, Ken-kun", and the brunette grumbled.
Ran grunted at the thought of the next mission. He didn't feel like taking part of anything in the first place. He hated killing. Why he ended up in Weiß was still a big mystery to him. He was fine in Crashers, since they required no one to kill, but just to crash the parties of the others. He wanted to quit after Crasher was brought down, but remembering Kritiker was the life-time thing, he avoided telling Persia that.
He didn't really spoke to him face to face, but through the phone. The voice which was deep and husky he remembered clearly. He asked whether he could join other groups, say Blaue Löcher, but was immediately declined. He was highly skilled and Persia did not want to waste his abilities to just finding information.
From what Persia said, he would be of more help if he was in Weiß than he would be in others. He said they would help him and he could help them as well. Well, he'd agree, and now he was with people who did not understand him a single bit. He was definitely better off with Crashers. Yuushi obviously knew him better than anyone else, and that blonde was too nosy to be pushed away. Even so, Omi was a bit like Naru, and both almost an exact replica of each other; Omi being the mother hen of the group.
The redhead heaved a sigh as he walked up the stairs towards his room. He was getting tired of this. Because he was staring down at the steps, he had not noticed that a blonde playboy was leaning against the wall where the railing met. It was only after he caught the scent of cigarette his head shot up to see Yoji's.
"So, you're the one going in?" He asked, taking a drag.
"None of your business."
Just as Ran was about to walk pass the blonde, Yoji stretched his arm out. Stunned by the sudden arm blocking his way, he turned and glared at the other assassin.
"Hand."
Slightly confused but not showing it, he lifted his arm and has his hand palm-up, and Yoji's clenched fist opened. Ran stared down at the watch Yoji frequently used as a weapon.
"I suspected it would be you. Anyway, use that. It's been placed with a Zauberei, so don't play with it. At the same time I can help you if you're in trouble even if I'm not there." He finished and walked off, not even bothering to listen to what the redhead has to say.
/Weird person, don't you think/
/Busybody./
/I agree./
/I mean you, Schuldich/
/Ch. I thought you were meaning Kudou. So, I see your next mission you're going to meet us…/
/Hn/
/You always say that. Anyway, from what Vather predicted, my oh my, get a band-aid ready/
/Hn./
/Your friend's minds are hard to read…/
/Two are Mages, one is a Schatten./
/Great, thanks for telling… Anyway, I'd suggest later during your mission you'd better bring Kudou's watch/
/Hn/
/Ja. Catch you later/
Schuldich slipped away and left a hollow feeling at the back of his mind. The thought of visiting his sister before his next mission crossed his mind. He slipped quietly into his room and the first thing he did was take a glance of the clock on his table which read seven forty-nine in the bright green similar to those which glowed in the dark.
The mission would start at twelve. He had more than enough time to go back and meet her. Grabbing his coat which was on his bed, he was about to leave the front door when Omi noticed the redhead.
"Aya-kun? You're going out?"
The redhead barely gave a nod.
"If that's the case, could you drop by at the supermarket to get these few ingredients? If you don't mind that is", Omi said, pulling out a folded piece of paper from his back pocket.
Ran blinked at the piece of white paper and received it.
"Thanks! Ken-kun has a soccer game on and I have to do my homework. Yoji-kun's too lazy too", Omi waved and trotted away from the door and up the stairs.
Ran stared down at the piece of paper and shoved it into the pocket of his coat.
He would make the trip to his sister first before the supermarket, he decided.
He stood by his sister's side for half an hour, speaking to her as if she listened. To him it didn't matter, he just needed someone to speak to. As he left the hospital, he was greeted by Matsuo Makoto, the doctor in charge of Aya.
Makoto was roughly thirty-nine and had relatively short brown hair with glasses he need not use at all since his vision was perfect, but according to a fortune telling his looks were to frightening and should put on spectacles to make him look more soft. He was slightly taller than Ran, with a well-built body from his army days. He had known Ran for the past four years ever since his sister was admitted into the hospital.
The older man recently became a doctor for eight years and previously was working as a commando in boot camp for four years. What was weird though, once he started even before working in boot camp he decided to become a doctor and spent eleven years studying.
"I'm getting off work now. How about I treat you to coffee?" Makoto asked.
Ran remained silent as the doctor removed his coat, placing onto his seat.
"I know somewhere nice", he continued.
"I need to go off", Ran said emotionlessly and went out of the room.
Just before stepping out of the door, a strong hand grabbed onto his wrist. Ran glared at Makoto as the other pulled him along. He tried collecting his hand back, but failed to when the grip tightened.
"I suggest you follow, Fujimiya." Makoto paused in his tracks and let go of the hand and turned to Ran. "It's regarding your sister."
Ran immediately stiffened. He considered for a moment before nodding in agreement to follow. That moment something hit the back of his lower leg and he glanced down. A fading blue color ball lolled about on the floor and his attention shifted to a dark-haired girl about the age of seven walking towards him with her hands low. One of her hand was brushing against the wall and Ran knew she was blind and obviously searching for her ball.
He bent and picked up the ball and walked towards the girl. She seemed to have noticed someone was before and she paused. Ran brought the ball to her hand and she hesitated before receiving the ball.
"Onii-chan! Jun onii-chan, is that you?" She asked happily, holding the ball tightly with both her hands.
Ran's expression softened and patted the girl's head.
"I'm not your brother."
The girl gave an unhappy look and turned to walk away.
"Her brother was just like you, working hard to keep her alive, but he hasn't been coming here lately. She misses him a lot."
Ran could only watch as the girl sadly follow the walls and back to her ward.
They went to the nearby shopping mall where Makoto brought the redhead to a slightly crowded café by the side of the mall. They took a seat by a window and Makoto went off to buy the drinks.
Ran stared blindly outside and watched the cars zoom past each other skillfully. Metrepole had always been this crowded. He sighed as the cars reminded him of the worst incident which happened to him.
"Aya! Slow down Aya!" Ran shouted as he tried to keep up with his sister. Despite her wearing a tight kimono, the girl had the energy to take quick steps and Ran had a problem catching up.
"Mou, onii-chan! You're so slow!" Aya giggled and went through the park which now was having a festival and shops stretched across the Sakura Gardens, where the pink flowers were genetically reformed to bloom all year round. There were seldom green trees in the park, so it was nicknamed the 'Rosa Hana'.
Aya's clog made clicking noises as she paced down into the park, searching wildly for a perfect birthday present. There shops of various, and she was considering whether she should ask her brother to catch goldfishes or win a game of shooting to get a toy or such. She was really excited since it was the first time she was able to come out alone with only her brother, since their parents were awfully protective and refused to let her come out until she was sixteen.
Aya browsed through the shops when something glittered which caught her full attention.
"Onii-chan! Look, look!" Aya squealed and pointed to a pair of long, golden earrings. Ran frowned at the sight of it.
"Are you sure you want that? Why don't you get something like a book?"
Aya frowned back at her brother.
"That's what you like! It's my birthday and I want that!" Aya stamped her foot like a child.
Ran laughed and ruffled the top of her head, a squeak escaping from his sister.
"But of course. I agreed to buy you anything, didn't I?" Ran laughed again as his sister half-frowned and half-giggled.
They hanged around the place until it was past evening when the sky got rather dark. Since neither of them bothered to bring an umbrella, the duo decided to return home, only to meet up with a drizzle on the way back.
"We'd better move faster!" Ran suggested.
"Ne ,onii-chan! What'll you like to eat when we get back?" Aya asked as she carefully made her way along the path, avoiding puddles which had started to form.
"Hm, shall we ask otousan and okaasan to bring us eat hotpot?"
"Great idea! I'd love to eat the one from Osten Street!"
"I think so too!"
"Ne, onii-chan! Carry me home! The rain's getting my kimono wet!" Aya joked.
"You're too heavy!"
"Hey! That's mean! Are you saying I'm fat?" Aya pouted.
"Yes, you are my fatty little sis!" Ran teased back and moved faster as Aya swung her handbag, fully intending to whack her brother.
The siblings raced into their Japanese style home and Aya wasted no time taking off her clogs.
"Tadaima!" Ran shouted as Aya did the same as she made her way into the house. "Sorry we took so long! Even after Aya got her present, she insisted--"
He got cut off by his sister's scream. Not bothering to take off his shoes, she sprinted into the living to find Aya pale and frozen with wide eyes. He turned his head over to see his father and mother sprawled on the ground in a bloody heap.
"Otousan! Okaasan! Aya! Call the ambulance!" Ran said in a panicky voice as he crouched beside his parents, calling to them softly to wake up. Aya was still too shocked to move to see her parents in such state.
Ran froze when he heard ticking noises. It didn't sound like the one in the living room which resembled the old Big Ben, but it sounded more like—
"Aya! Run!" Ran shouted. Aya stared blankly back at her brother. "AYA!"
Ran hissed when a sharp pain tore through his brain. He could always remember until this part. Why was he unable to recall the rest? He had never tried a psychologist, but he didn't want it anyway. He had asked Schuldich to help before, but the telepath failed as well, saying that something was keeping him out from finding.
He jerked back to reality when he heard a soft clank of glass to glass and saw a cup of steaming coffee in front of him.
"Here, my treat. Try it", Makoto said nicely, offering the cup.
Ran gave a slight nod as a response and stared into the contents of the cup.
"What is it about my sister?"
Makoto took a sip from his own cup of coffee and placed it on the table and gave a sigh.
"It's been four years, Ran. I've done my very best to let the hospital allow your sister stay for that long. Some time ago we had a meeting, and the head said we would have to put your sister down in a few months if she doesn't wake up. I tried to help, but there was nothing I can do."
"I'll send her to another hospital."
"Other hospitals don't accept comatose people, Ran. It's not as simple as you think. Look, I'll try extending it to a year, but only one. That's the best I can do to help. I've known you for years, and you're no different from Taiki."
Ran rose up from his seat and was about to leave when a strong hand grabbed his wrist.
"Remember, Ran. I don't want you to suffer what I've been through."
Ran refused to turn back to the doctor.
"Aren't you going to drink the coffee?"
"I don't drink it. If you'll excuse me."
Ran left the doctor alone back at the table and he made his way down to the supermarket a floor down below.
Makoto watched as the redhead disappeared from view and he sighed. He suddenly felt his pocket vibrate and he picked his hand phone out, pushing a button to receive the call.
"Masahiro! I thought I told you to report at eight in my office?" A deep voice said angrily through the phone.
"My apologies, something came up. I'll be there in ten minutes, Mr. Takatori."
Ran started browsing through the list which contained about seven items, words written neatly in Omi's handwriting. The last one was messily added in and Ran could tell it was from Ken by looking as how it was written, plus what the item was. He began considering which item to get first, in the meantime carrying around a green basket.
He collected the items easily and wondered why were the items so familiar. Shrugging to himself, he paid for the groceries and headed back to the shop by foot.
Chapter 4: Human Chess
The human chess building was about ten stories high, but inside only stated seven. In the shape of a pentagon in the middle of the crowded city of tall buildings, one wouldn't be able to suspect what was going on inside. The ground floor was further more built like a normal business building. It was the second floor where the large board eight by eight black and white squares remain, filling up most of the level.
The third floor had two bridges, the VIP lounge, where the person playing would sit, controlling the keypad to send out his pawn. The rest of the floors stood spectators behind glass, witnessing the entertainment going below. Apart from the human chess, there were casino and card games which some played when they lost interest of the human chess.
Omi warned Ken before entering to never use Zauberei, since the building was highly protected with security wards who also knew the magic. Now Omi depended on his hacking ability to gain control of the place.
Ran was on the first floor, and to his surprise, behind the counter up front was just a plain outside cover. He was lead by a woman wearing her business suite, but also wearing a feathered hat. This time Ran had to dress normally, just putting on a plain white top which was a turtleneck, and his long sleeves were folded to his elbows. The hem of the top was long and it covered all the way and past the waistline of his jeans.
"You know, we don't usually take in newcomers that quickly, but we're short of pawns so you'll have to do", she smiled evilly. "Here's the catch: for every one that you defeat, you get fifty thousand, although not many people manage to survive more than two rounds."
Ran ignored her and followed as she unlocked open a door which revealed a dark passageway, but his eyes adjusted quickly and saw that in a short distance away there was a room where people were seated and standing around in the room. They were of all ages, and if Ran could tell correctly, a few were probably only Omi's age. They were carrying all sorts of weapons, from metal poles to large swords. In his hand was his katana, but had a gun slot into his jeans at his waist. Smaller daggers were hidden at either side of his boots as well.
"You just wait here. When the game starts, a loud ring will go off."
Ran nodded and he moved towards an empty wall and lay back against it. He waited for ten minutes before an ear piercing ring sounded through the entire room. A security guard dressed in blue starting ordering people to stand at specific places, when he heard a low grumble of a machine. Two openings were formed and two people rose to the battleground. Ran watched as they surfaces to the upper level and heard the crowd roar.
Behind someone pushed him forward, and he turned around to glare at the security guard.
"Aya-kun, if I'm not wrong you are roughly going up in two rounds. Get ready!" Omi's soft voice spoke through the communicator in his ear.
Ran replied a 'roger' and waited as he heard one person from above cried out in agony of defeat. The spectators went wild and another person was sent up.
/Ran, you feeling okay/
/Hm./
/Bradley and I are watching the game going on beside Takatori. You're going up next. Be careful/
A gunshot rang in his ears and Ran suspected it was over for one above. He jumped when he felt the floor below him shook. He steadied himself as he entered the arena thousands of people clearly shouting to kill the opponent.
"Hey, hey, give a good show pretty, and I'll treat you to something good later", a beefy old man at the VIP lounge shouted at Ran. The redhead returned a scowl as the crowd laughed in humor.
He turned to the other person, a brunette, holding a gun in front with one hand In another hand a yellow staff as long as his katana. The other seemed to have noticed someone standing at the other side of the VIP lounge, since he was practically ignoring his opponent. Ran followed his gaze to someone he hated.
The other turned to face Takatori Reiji, his two bodyguards and the woman who escorted him to the room, holding his staff up.
"Takatori! I'm Jun and I seek revenge against you!" He shouted in a loud, confident voice.
Jun? Isn't that the girl's brother's name? Ran thought quickly.
He gasped when he felt a flow of Zauberei flow through the arena as the boy chanted. Jun threw the gun aside and held the staff pointing downwards with both hands. He shouted a word and jammed the staff into the ground, followed by scrapping it across to create an opening.
"Aya-kun! Get out of there! He's summoning a Dämon from the Ander Plane!" Omi shouted through the communicator.
Ran watched horror-stricken as a red, clawed hand emerged from the opening, followed by a creature three times the size of his burst through the floor, screeching as it came alive. It had a wolf like mouth with enormous fangs dripping saliva and its red beady eyes showed nothing more than evil, searching the room for a prey. It didn't have any hind legs, only support its smoke like body with the two in front. Rows of scalpels traced along its back like a porcupine
The people from other floors screamed and shouted as they escaped the building, but Takatori stood his ground, staring down at the demon as if it were nothing.
Jun shouted another word, pointing his staff at Takatori. The creature immediately followed the order and charged towards the lounge in a circular movement. It was fast, but Crawford was faster. In a flash he was standing in front of Takatori and raised his hand, palm facing the demon which approached him.
"Rückkehr", he said calmly. The creature cried in confusion as it was sent to attack yet being ordered to go back by another.
Schuldich stood beside Crawford and smirked.
"Hören Sie zu. Töten Sie", Schuldich ordered.
The Dämon immediately raced back at the one who summoned it, jaws wide open to attack.
Ken slipped out of Ran's shadows, causing a slight shock to the redhead.
"Schild!" He shouted as it dived as Jun, but it was too late. The demon raced past even before the shield was formed, ripping Jun's body into shreds with its jaws.
Ran wasn't even concentrating on the huge thing which was bringing down the place. He pulled out Yoji's wire and had it wrapped around a pole near the lounge, launching himself up into the air.
The woman yelled as Ran stepped onto the edge of the lounge. Crawford and Schuldich were faking to protect Takatori, which was now Ran's target. He removed his katana from its cover and charged, passing the woman and straight at Schwarz. Crawford was ready and so was Schuldich as Ran raced up to them.
He heard Ken shouted and Omi yelling through the communicator to tell him to stop.
It was a second later Ran felt a brush of wind, followed by receiving a sharp pain at his side. He crumbled to the ground, shocked, hand moving to his waist where he felt something warm his shirt was soaking up. Looking down, blood was heavily leaking out of a wound which was sliced but something finer than scalpel. He coughed as blood forced itself out of his mouth, spilling onto the ground.
"Mr. Takatori. Let us leave shall we?" Crawford said coolly.
"Hm, I think we should."
"Matte…" Ran growled, pushing against the ground to get himself up.
He was ignored as the two bodyguards lead Takatori out of his sight. He heard a gun cock and he looked over his shoulder.
"This is ruining my fun, you little pest!" The woman cackled.
Ran noticed beneath her hat glowed with a green light of some sort.
The target.
But he was too weak to move.
He shut his eyes when he saw her pull the trigger, but opened again when he heard her scream.
Ken had his claw dug into her upper back and with little effort slashed downwards, ending her life easily.
"Abyssinian! Are you crazy! Takatori isn't the target" Ken hissed.
"No time for that guys! We still have the Dämon to take care of!" Omi interrupted.
Ken cursed and helped the redhead to his feet, laying again the lounge wall.
"Omi! Provide back up!" Ken yelled.
The brunette stood in front of the creature and raised both his hands.
"Disciple of shadows
Learner of darkness
I, the vowed Schatten
Protect now the goodness
Beyond where lightning strikes
Before when thunder booms
As certain the sun arises
As blunt as there are two moons"
The red Dämon reacted to the chanting and headed straight for the brunette, claws in front to attack. That moment Omi cast his shield to prevent it from getting at his teammate. The creature cried out as it bounced off the shield.
"Hell's harbinger
Ander's messenger
We forbid your stay
Return to never!"
Ken shouted and pointed at the Dämon. From the crack from the ground which was formed by Jun before, a white smoke came out and grabbed the creature by its legs. It screeched as it struggled out of the fog's grasp. Ken concentrated as much as he could to return it back to Ander, but the demon was strong and was more than reluctant to return. Every passing second were hours as it grew stronger and struggling to break free.
Ken felt like passing out already as he going over his limit to hold. He heard Omi casting a spell of 'Schwächen', but it was having little affect as it recovered faster than the Zauberei worked on it.
The brunette heard a hiss past his ear caught sight of a wire he was too familiar with. It wrapped around the creature's neck several times and for some reason the demon howled as the wire bit into his neck.
"Siberian!" Ran choked and threw Yoji's watch to the brunette.
Ken caught it and jumped off the lounge, pulling the creature along. It seemed that the more the wire tightened, the weaker it got. When he finally landed on the ground, the demon had little strength to hold back and was sent back to where it belonged.
(1)Well, you know your shadows gets stepped on, but it doesn't hurt.. Ken does feel a little bit of pain though.
Chapter two! Sorry for taking such a long time. I went Bangkok for four days. It was hot there. -.- Sorry for any errors people...
German word meanings (may not be accurate though):
Versteckt: Hidden
Rückkehr: Return
Hören Sie zu. Töten Sie: Listen. Kill.
Schild: Shield
Schwächen: Weaken
Rubymoon, kitsune: Thanks for reading!
Kasra: 'chews on blanket with puppy dog eyes' Those words are so encouraging! I'm doing this on!