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Prologue

Disclosed location in the Old World…

A young huntress quietly creeps up on a the last Great Jaggi she would be able to hunt in the Old World. She had leathery goggles, a leather and green cloth shirt with leathery brown pants and shoes. An iron javelin like device resting strapped on her back. A small furry bipedal cat followed behind the hunter with a small iron sword in hand. It had on a similar set of leathery clothing (aside from the pants and shoes). The two finally found their way to the Great Jaggi's nest. The huntress set down a small device that let out four to six prongs before surging with electricity. It was a great thing that helped both hunter and partner, especially since their ride to the New World would be leaving soon.

The hunter signaled to their palico who promptly whacked the Great Jaggi upside the head. It woke with a start and seeing the human and Palico who had disturbed its healing slumber promptly screamed in their faces. However, the cat ran back to it's partner just before the Great Jaggi's jaws snapped shut getting caught in the electric trap. They hunter then threw the tranq bombs into the large predators face and it landed in a dead sleep resting peacefully in the trap. A flare gun was taken out by the hunter and signaled with a green flare to the waiting researchers. Thirty minutes later, the hunter walked into Port Tanzia with their Palico partner on their way to the boat. However, they were needed at the guild hall for their send off. They walked into the hall filled with an array of hunters each donned in similar armor from the same leather the huntress wore to rust over iron armor that had seen better days. Each handling a large range of weapons from absurdly large swords, small knife sized dual blades, long swords from samurai times, to shifting mechanical weapons, and an odd bow or two thrown into the mix.

"Hey Luna, you made it! Thought you'd never show your ugly mug here." Came a gruff males voice as he roughly patted the huntress on the shoulder. He wore similar clothing to the huntress with the addition of a leathery green cloak that went down to his waist. His bright blue eyes and dirty blond almost brown hair stared at the huntress's own turquoise eyes. Then the hunter roughly patted the dark brown hair with streaks of blond on the huntresses head.

"Ah, shut up Chris. I wanted to make sure that I had enough zenny for the trip. Don't blame me when you don't have enough money for the canteen." Luna declared proudly holding up her newly acquired loot from the last quest she would do in the Old World.

"Mew should show some Meowners." Luna's Palico partner stated with a paw.

"You know I'm just teasing her, right Alpha?" Chris said cheekily. He was hit in the head with a mug from said Palico a second later.

"As if! Mew knew the rules of the Meowster's guild and destroyed any chance Meowster had of easily defeating that Zinogre. A very, very angry Meownster. I have not forgiven Mew for that yet." Alpha angrily stated standing on his partner's lap with a paw raised at Chris.

Luna slammed her mug down making the duo look at the young huntress in fright. "Enough! We will all be going to the New World soon. Could you two please get along for us to get this stuff here done so we can board the ship, or do you two want to get left behind?" Luna said with a glare a Chris and a light scolding stare at Alpha. Both males quietly shut up.

The slamming of a hammer at the front of the room broke up all chattering in the hall. Their local Guildmaster had changed in recent years, but no hunter could complain about their new Guildmaster. Draknish was a strange Wyvernian if any hunter had to describe their first meeting with the enthusiastic hunter. A mountain of a man. He was almost up to six and a half feet in height compared to even the regular Wyvernian's of their guild. Broad shoulder and large muscular arms that almost burst out of his very light white t-shirt. His legs were a little on the lean side, but one could see the bulging muscles underneath if only a little. Luna looked up at one of her father figures as the man had personally trained her to hunt in the new region, and he had assisted her in the complete retraining she wanted to undergo to properly prepare for the New World. He had even assisted Luna in finding her present palico partner when they had both been looking for an additional partner for the hunter.

Flashback…

Alpha had been a nameless palico on the streets of Port Tanzia. When they first met, Luna had found the poor palico starving on the door of the Guildhall and being poorly treated by some drunk townsmen the next town over. She had single handily kicked the drunk men and saved the palico with the Guildmaster feeding them, and later had helped them register the wayward Palico with Luna gifting her new partner the name Alpha.

Present time…

Luna blinked from the flashback to pay attention to the Guildmaster. He looked at her for a moment with piercing light brown eyes before returning to focus on the guild as a whole. Draknish began, "You have served as proud members of this small guild for a long time, and I can attest to that. You are the best of the best. I can't say how proud this hall is of your bravery, commitment, and resolve to the daunting task your about to undertake. As the newly named Fifth Fleet, you will be departing in just a short while. I'll keep it brief, don't want to keep you waiting. I'll be honest, this will be the last time your feet touch the ground. The next time you touch solid ground will be that of the New World. If any of you is feeling skittish, step away now and let no one tell you otherwise. …All right then, head on out. And may the Sapphire Star light your way!"

Every hunter cheered happily, before each left the hall with their bags of light clothes, their new weapons and armor. Luna gave a brief farewell nod to Draknish before walking up the steps of the ship. After settling everything in it's place, Luna and Alpha waved to the others of the Guild as they drifted out to the open ocean. Happy to see the calming waves meaning their journey would be smooth sails. At least, that's what the hunter hoped for…

Elsewhere 8,000 ft above the city of Avista…

Lion-o cursed his luck. Cursed it to the day he died. Tygra had been flying the newly upgraded Felyner with the Thundertank being connected underneath. They had decided to try going by air in order to find the last stone faster. Lion-o had of course been trying to get the Book of Omens to search for the last stone, but it was still a problem. Why? One simple factor. It couldn't locate the last stone. Something was interfering with the book's tech.

But right now that didn't matter. Mumm-ra shooting at them while they were over the ocean mattered. The army of lizards in flying machines mattered. The constant shooting at them mattered. Lion-o looked at his brother who was struggling to keep them up in the air. It probably didn't help that they had flown into a wayward typhoon. Did he forget to mention that? Oops.

The ship was hit in it's right engine causing the ship to blow and crash into the ocean. They quickly evacuated from the ship. Cheetara was holding the kits, Panthro was held up above the waves by Lion-o and Tygra with Snarf on top of the panther cat's head. The sword of Omens and the gauntlet with the book of Omens was thankfully on Lion-o, but that didn't help them fight the angry waves of the storm. The wind kicked up even more causing a massive wave to eclipse them blocking the sight of Mumm-ra and his army to their immediate doom of wave. Everyone screamed in defiance before the wave slammed them all underwater. They fought to get above water, but wave after wave pushed them further and further down the watery abyss.

The last thought Lion-o had was what was causing the blue lights.