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Elven Half-breed: In the official American forum for the Tales series, they said Namco officially named it the Double Saber. Anyhow, I'm glad you're enjoying this, the next chapter's here.

Chapter 6: Protecting me
Triet-Battle
The ninja dodged an attack by a charging swordsman, leaped in the air, and then sent his shurikens down onto the enemy once again but on the stomach. The swordsman screamed in pain as he fell on the ground, bumping into another swordsman, which made him trip. The green clothed male side jumped back as a magic circle showed from beneath him. He finished his chanting as he fired flame magic like Mithos had done before.

"Fire ball!" He exclaimed as a number of fireballs flew at one swordsman, and burned him into a crisp.

"This is useless," Said a swordsman, "just take the girl and the guy that escaped and get it over with!"

"Yes, sir!" With that, they started running towards me and where Yuan stood.

I took a step back as Yuan took a step forward, just about ready to take off the cape for some reason. When they got close enough, a shuriken drove into one of the swordsman's neck killing him instantly, but about three more approached us. The other swordsman distracted the ninja, but as the three came to us, one was going after me. The one after me jumped at me, and I took about two steps back, and he landed in front of me, face first on the ground. He got up angrily, and it made me regret that I had ever done that. He went after me once more, and I was sure I wasn't going to be able to dodge this one.

However, I did not feel a single pain again like before. I lifted my head back up from covering it with my hands, ready for the blow. My eyes widened as I looked at the scenery before me. The ninja stood in front of me, blood dripping from his right arm as he dropped the shurikens, due to the damage on his right arm, which was the arm he moved for throwing his weapons. He dropped to the ground, and blood streamed out even more, but the swordsman only laughed. He was bitterly rude.

"Not much when you're hurt, eh? Then die-Ah!" He was interrupted by a lightning spell that fell on him.

"Thunder blade." Since when did Yuan know such magic?

As the swordsman fell, another game running after Yuan, just to get zapped like the other. The crowd watched in awe as Yuan performed Thunder Blade one more time, then ran in to where the other swordsman were. I just noticed that Yuan took his cape off, and he still looked dashing that way. What am I saying? I shouldn't be thinking that way. I only looked at the injured ninja, as Martel walked over with her staff out. She stood up straight and a magic circle appeared beneath her, chanting an incantation for First Aid.

"First Aid! That should be better now." Martel said as the blood stopped streaming down, the ninja looked at her with a grateful look.

"Thanks."

Triet-Inn room
After an few minutes, Yuan had practically killed or injured every single swordsman, and had come back, acting as if nothing had happened. I walked next to the ninja, who still had a cut on his right arm, showing a ripped part of his ninja outfit on the sleeve area. They went over to the inn, where Martel decided to find out whom he was, and I did too. She started by seating him onto a seat across the table from where she sat in the inn room she was to sleep in. I sat next to Martel, on a smaller chair.

"My name is Martel, and may I ask for yours?" The ninja looked at me, then back at Martel.

"Ashura Strife. I am an ninja from a mystical village." I looked at Martel, and then noticed a blond head poking out from her side.

"Which is what place?" The blond head popped up from the table, revealing Mithos, who had hidden, but I had seen his head slightly.

"I traveled from Mizuho, to find Yuna." Ashura exclaimed as Mithos suddenly piped up again.

"Yuan? He's right over there!" He said, pointing at Yuan, who was sitting on the bed with his cape on again, arms crossed.

Triet-Inn room-One hour later
"Why do you need to see Yuna?" Mithos suddenly asked out of curiosity.

"I had promised her brother that if he was ever gone, I would take care of her." Ashura explained, and I couldn't help but feel that Ashura was a familiar name.

"What happened to this brother?"

"He left the village eleven years ago, and never returned or was seen at all," Ashura started, "these ninja cloths belong to him, but he gave them to me. He was to wear it when he was thirteen, but he's nowhere to be seen anymore, and he seemed to know that, so he did what he did." He ended with a sigh as Martel stopped and Mithos was forced to stop asking questions.

As Martel and Mithos sat on the table quietly, Yuan still sat on the couch, as Kratos was somewhere else, I didn't exactly know where. Ashura looked at my emerald eyes with his brown ones. Those eyes looked so familiar, but how on Symphonia was it so familiar? This caused me to get a headache, neither light nor heavy, just an average headache. I finally noticed that Ashura had gotten up from the table, and went into another inn room, the one he had paid for himself. I only waited for him, thinking he might come back in. While that, Mithos was talking to me again about something.

Triet-Inn room-A few minutes later
Ashura soon came back, like I had guessed, and he held the ninja cloths, and was wearing the common Triet cloths. He looked really different to me because he was dressed so darkly all of a sudden, despite the light colored ninja cloths. I noticed the cut was gone, maybe he somehow sewed it really quickly, and it was done nearly too. He walked over to me, and stuck his hand out, the cloths on it. I looked at him dumbfounded, and he smiled at me, and said three words that got me extremely confused.

"They're yours now."

Next chapter
Body Host Number 876407: How can those ninja cloths be mine? They belong to this 'brother', and not me. But he starts saying about the 'brother' and his 'sister', and about their background. Can it be that he thinks the 'sister' is I?

Body Host Number 876407: Find out next on Chapter 7: Suspecting.