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Damned Angel of the Dying Light: Most of your questions will be answered soon, and I'm glad you're enjoying this. But since you mentioned it, should I make it romance?

Chapter 5: Fortune revealed

Triet

"Okay, does anyone know what she meant? I mean, lost and found? Isn't that for objects or something?" Mithos asked in curiousity, and I had the same question in my head also.

"I don't know either, Mithos. Maybe it'll happen sooner or later." Martel sighed as Yuan looked around this time slightly.

"Might as well go now, I feel that we're being watched. Am I correct?" He gave an glare at the mercenary.

"Indeed." I wonder, why doesn't he speak much?

As the discussion followed on without me paying any attention again, I some of my senses tingling as I looked slightly backwards with my head turned a little. Yuan was right, the sense I had the whole time was that somebody was watching us. It kind of horrified me in an way, was it one of the scientists? Then why didn't they come out soon and get at me already, or perhaps Yuan? Maybe they don't recognize us, but I doubt that. I suddenly felt quite cautious as I straightened up and walked over next to Martel, who looked at me.

"Is something wrong?" I only shook my head.

Martel looked at me as if she somehow knew that I was lying. Maybe it was because she lived with an younger brother, and I'm only about two years apart from him. I don't even know why I shook my head in the first place, it didn't seem right to lie at all. I would tell the truth, but I can't speak, and Yuan already pointed that out. But instead of getting out of Triet like we probably would've, the group turned direction to the right from the entrance, and I quickly followed. I remembered that it was the same path to where Yuan and I got our cloths, so it was most likely an shop we were going to, but why? My answer was revealed as we entered an shop with many weapons.

Triet-Shop

"May I help you?" The man behind the weapons displayed questioned as Yuan made his way towards him, while Martel and Mithos got out of the way.

I was nearly on the very back of our group, so I didn't hear what he was reequesting for. I wondered if he even knew how to fight. Perhaps he wanted fighting lessons, but that'll take too long, no? Anyhow, as the man went back at to the part of the tent we couldn't see, he came back out with an enormous thing that I didn't know what it was called. Did Yuan actually fight with 'that'? I saw the man tell him the deal as Yuan placed down some gald. When did he get those? But he carried the weapon upsided, so that it wouldn't hit anyone. Then Martel bent down in front of me again.

"Why not get you an weapon?" I was kind of shocked of her opinion, me holding an weapon?

"She'll hurt herself." Kratos warned as Mithos suddenly objected again.

"Hey, I have an weapon and I didn't hurt myself, unless you're counting the time when we were training."

Martel stood back up straight, and she agreed to what Kratos had said. She admitted she had said something absent minded, and I quite agreed. If I ever held an weapon, I was sure to hurt myself terribly. We went back outside as we saw Yuan waiting again, but there was one question. But Mithos blurted it out before I could even say it in my mind, which was the only way I spoke. Although I was quite satisfied that Mithos asked, because I couldn't.

"Where'd you put the weird weapon?" Yuan only stood back up and walked behind Mithos, with Kratos last like always.

"It's called an Double Saber, and you clearly know that I have knowledge of quite a few magic." I was kind of shocked by this, although I didn't show it.

"Oh, so you shrunk it, huh?" Mithos didn't get an answer to this one, Yuan only walked along behind him like always.

Triet

As we walked down the street of Triet to finally leave, we heard some noises coming from the other direction of the entrance, which seemed to disturb the people. Kratos and Yuan only jerked their heads to see what the commotion was, but it was too far as Mithos tired to get an good look at the situation. Martel sighed as she walked over to where the racket was coming from with an few steps and turned around to face us.

"Shall we go?" I followed her with the others trailing behind to where the racket was coming from.

As we entered an deeper area of Triet, we came close to the noises. At first, I thought it was an monster or something, but it became more clear. When we arrived to the location, there were two people fighting with real weapons. One was an random swordsman that seemed like an human, and there was another human that looked like some sort of an ninja. But the swordsman had several wounds while the ninja practically had none. I watched as the swordsman attempted to hit the ninja, but he avoided it an djumped in the air, and threw an shuriken at him. It flew and hit his head, instantly killing him as the ninja landed on the hard sandy ground.

"Don't get in my way, you already have enough half-elves to satisfy your scientists." The ninja responded to the death as he placed his shurikens away.

He turned around and he was now facing our group, which was only an few feet away with the crowd that was watching. His average length brown hair wavered as an soft breeze brushed against the town. His brown eyes were somehow staring me, of all people. Why me? Suddenly, he walked in our direction. I was kind of scared, considering what he had done to the swordsman. Martel only bent her waist down an little and whispered to me.

"He just killed an swordsman that worked for one of the scientists to gather the escaped half-elves." She explained as I nodded, still staring at the ninja.

As he got closer, I got an better look at his cloths. He had an green ninja outfit with an yellow sash. Of course, his shurikens were silver like any other, and his skin tone was as if he went to an beach or something an couple of times. Kind of tan, but not exactly. When he reached out group, he suddenly stopped. My heart did the same. He was an little taller than me, and an little shorter than Mithos. He looked into my emerald eyes, his brown ones piercing right through me. Suddenly, his lips formed an smile.

"I found you." He said simply as I grew confused.

He said he found me. What did that mean? Is that what the fortune teller had meant? But why this ninja? His smile soon faded as there was large amount of footsteps heard. He turned around and frowned. An group of swordsman that was the same as the other that he had killed was standing about ten feet away from him. He turned around, stretchihngan arm out in front of me to keep me away from them or something. Why was he doing this? He took out his shurikens.

"You will not be taking her back," He started as the swordsman neared.

"Or I'll kill you." He ended as he ran towards the swordsman, starting the battle.

Next chapter

Body Host Number 876407: Why is this ninja protecting me as he fights? Look out, an swordsman sneaking up from you from behind, don't protect me, protect yourself, ninja.

Body Host Number 876407: Find out on Chapter 6: Protecting me.