Wolf's POV

He wearily picked up the knives and rolled the activator in his hand. He had no choice now he had to take one. He would not be taken by this man alive. He would not be experimented on a second time.

Wolf could see his members tightening the hold on their sword hilts. These were all seasoned swordsman that hadn't been fighting for their lives just hours prior. He was going to kill Weissman when he had the chance. This was all his fault. If the man's plan hadn't failed Wolf would be dead like he wanted. He wouldn't be facing the man from his nightmares. He couldn't go back to the darkness he wouldn't come back from it this time.

Hibari was watching him with a relaxed expression as if he didn't see Wolf as a threat. He said holding his hands out in front of him in a peaceful gesture that Wolf didn't buy for a second," You can't win here, child. You are surrounded and you are without your king."

He had to bite back a snort. He had an activator that was almost as good as having a king. Though he would need a place to sleep off its effects when he took a suppressor. He would also take the risk of revealing his Sword of Damocles if he took it. He knew for a fact that the Eighth Sword had yet to appear in this time. If it appeared now it could cause havoc to the time line. So many things could be prevented if he killed this king now. So many lives saved.

He shook his head from the dark thoughts. No he couldn't kill this man who knows what would happen if he did. To kill a king in his state wouldn't be possible anyways. Even with an activator the strain would probably kill him.

He turned his cold gaze to the Blue King as he said," I do not wish to fight you but if you leave me no other choice I will. I can guarantee that I will kill several of your comrades before you could bring me down. Jin Hibari the Fourth and Blue King I suggest you heed my warning and leave now. This is your only warning."

He could see the tightening in the older king's has. A clear sign of anger. Merlin he was tired but he could hold out long enough to get away. He could see a familiar look of determination in Hibari's and sighed in a Mikoto way. Now he understood his king's frustration when Reisi wouldn't listen to him. Not as bad as his frustration when neither king would listen to him of course. Still bad though.

He saw Hibari nod to Zenjo and the Lieutenant said," Men, draw your swords."

Wolf sucked in at the familiar call out. How many times had he said the exact same words? How many times had he stood just to Reisi's left at that call out? Would he ever see his Captain again? Reisi...

Hibari said in an all to familiar address," We are men of the sword. We draw our swords for our cause is pure. Hibari, ready."

Wolf saw the seal release on the man's sword. It was the same as when Reisi drew his. Something passed down the line of blue kings. He was very familiar with both his times and this one's swords style unlucky for them. He trained under Zenjo in hopes of bettering himself. The man practically laughed at him until he realized he was serious. Now he was grateful for it. He learned the weaknesses in both styles and how to incorporate his knives into it.

He took the activator feeling the rush of power that went through his veins. His auras came up to the surface from where they were hiding. He felt the black aura push it's its way forward and out of his control.

:Damn! This isn't good!: he thought with a wince. All the men seemed to be looking up the sky as he fought with his aura for control. In the sky though am Sword of Damocles was trying to appear.

His concentration was broken when a blue clansman rushed at him. In an instant his knife was brought up to block the fall of the sword. He hit the man in the abdomen with his free hand. Normally he would have used aura but he was struggling to keep his Sword from appearing to even consider it. He couldn't reveal what color king he was. It would spell disaster he just knew it.

He had to keep moving unable to block as more men attacked him. Even taking an activator couldn't stave off his exhaustion forever. He could already feel his movements begin to slow. Fighting with his Sword of Damocles and these men was taking too much energy. He had to get out of here.

As he dodged another attack his back hit something strong and warm. :Oh you have got to be...: he thought before something grabbed ahold of him. He looked up to see the normally warm gold eyes of Zenjo staring down at him coldly. He knew in that moment he had lost. He could feel the activator wearing off already. It must have been his half life activator. Specially made for surprise combat situation. It acted like a regular activator without the side effects.

Wolf was having trouble just keeping his eyes open at this point. Hibari said sounding far away," Zenjo keep a hold of him. It seems you maybe the only who can calm him. Let's get him back to Headquarters before he wakes up."

Wolf wanted to shout at the man for his presumptions but couldn't find the energy to. Soon the darkness welcomed him as if he was an old friend. He supposed he was.

Hibari's POV

He had been surprised when he saw the fight drain out of the boy as soon as Zengo got ahold of him. Zengo was known for having the wrong presence around people. In fact it normally made them become even more aggressive. Looking at the sky he caught a glimpse of what had been fighting to form. He couldn't tell completely but it looked like a black Sword of Damocles. That was impossible though. There were only seven kings and swords. Not one of them were black. What was this child?