Wolf's POV

:Don't you dare tell them you bastard. I don't need Hibari knowing I'm a time traveller. He would figure things out too quickly and ill never be able to disappear. Wait Regulus? Regulus Black? Sirus' brother?: he thought.

Now that he took a closer look at the older boy he realized that he did look a lot like Sirius. He sighed remembering that at this age Regulus was a death eater. So the master who wanted to talk to him was Voldemort. Not his Voldemort though. No this was before his fall and subsequent reknitting of his soul. Great. Just what he needed an insane Voldemort.

He looked back at Hibari and thought,: Though being with Voldemort rather than Hibari might make his life a tad easier. Or not.:

That last thought hit him as he hit the deck barely missing the stunner that would have hit him in the chest. He growled angrily at the Death Eater. Only Zengo's hand on his shoulder kept him from attacking the bastard.

He said pushing his anger down," If your boss wants to speak to me he will have to do it in person. I will not speak to him on his turf. I'm not that much of a Gryffindor."

:Come on Black take the bait.: he thought. The man seemed to consider it for a moment before he said," He won't like being ordered around by a brat. What can you do that would make things more interesting? Besides how you arrived of course."

Wolf grinned viciously as he asked in parseltounge,§ Will this do?§

The man pales significantly and said," I'll deliver your message."

With that the man was gone and Wolf almost collapsed in relief. Some things never changed. No matter where he went trouble would always find him.

His breathing hitched when he felt a shooting pain go through his right shoulder. Shit! Not again! The pain was nearly debilitating. His knee was screaming in pain almost just as bad. Black had done a number on him without knowing his weak spots. If Hibari hadn't shown up he wouldn't have lasted much longer.

Hibari asked sounding genuinely concerned," Are you injured?"

He wanted to lie and not show weakness in front of the man that had done so many terrible things but he couldn't. He said," My shoulder and knee."

Zengo released the shoulder he had a grip on to examine him. Wolf said as the man pressed a particularly painful spot," Stop it. It's not wounds that you can see. They are old wounds that never healed properly."

Zengo stopped but gave him a curious look. He knew that if anyone could figure it out it would be these two. Hibari moved closer to examine him. Instead of moving away Wolf stood stock still. It was taking all of his courage and self control not to run from the man.

He pushed open Wolf's jacket to reveal the white undershirt. He said looking at it," Your bleeding."

:Shit! The antisilver must be wearing off again.: he thought looking down at the blood stain on what was his white shirt.

Hibari said kindly," Let's get you back to Headquarters. We can fix you up there."

A stab of fear went through him as he fought a flashback from his childhood. His breathing hitched and he tried to take a step back. He was no longer seeing the present Hibari. He saw the older man with cold eyes. :No no no! I won't let you kill Torren!:

A black aura shield jumped between them forcing the man back.

Reisi's POV

It had been a week since the Slates were destroyed. A week since he had seen Wolf. They had found Yoshiro the actual kid. With the Slates destroyed Weissman was sent back to his body and later showed up to aid in the search. So far no one had found Wolf alive or otherwise. Reisi thought back to when Weissman first arrived on scene.

Flashback

He was helping move some of the smaller rocks away from the Slates when a voice called down," Do you need any help?"

He froze instinctively at the voice. He knew it quite well. He had hoped the man was dead. His eyes shot up to where a white haired man that was looking down at him with a goofy smile. He never wished more than he did right then for his aura. He would have jumped out of the hole and beaten the shit out of the man. It took them ten minutes to bring the man down to him. The moment he was clear of the line Reisi fist hit him across the jaw. The man's head snapped back and the crack of the hit reverberated through the chasm.

Reisi asked his voice cracking," Why did you let him do it, Weissman? He was just a kid. Why didn't you stop him?"

Something wet hit his cheeks. Lifting his hand to it and bringing his hands back he realized he was crying. For the first time since he was a child he was crying. That kid meant the world to him. Now they couldn't even find his body.

Weissman said," He didn't want to be stopped Mr. Munakata. After everything he had been through he wanted to give his life to save everyone's. It was his right as a king to make that choice."

Reisi yelled in his face," He didn't have to die! It could have been any of us! Hell it should have been YOU! You created the damn thing."

Weissman gave him a look akin to pity as said," That's why. He had already lost almost everyone he cared about by the time it had come around. Tatara, Mikoto, Mr. Kusanagi. He didn't want to live knowing someone else would die. He volunteered for it, Munakata!"

Reisi brought his arm back to punch the man again. Weissman flinched and braced himself for the attack. Instead Reisi let go and let his arm fall away.

He said turning away from the man," Leave, Weissman. I don't want or need you here. I have a kid's body to find."

End of flashback

He was now back to leading Scepter 4 which helped rebuild the city. It was only right after they had helped destroy it. They had cleared the debris around the destroyed Slates. They had found Nagare's body but not Wolf's.

According to a report later made by Weissman his body was likely destroyed by the energy cast off. A memorial was erected for the fallen. All those who had given their lives to protect Japan. If Wolf's sword had fallen just a moment later he too would have died.