Laharl awoke a few days later on the hospital bed again. Like before, as he looked, Flonne was waiting by his side, but this time there were flowers around the room. He stared at Flonne for a moment, a little mad at himself.. "After all the crap I made her go through, she still likes me." He kept thinking to himself.

As he got he heard Flonne waking up as well. Like before, she yawned.

"Oh, good m…" She stopped suddenly, remembering last time. She didn't want to make him angry again, so she just went silent, looking away with an upset expression on her face. Laharl knew what was wrong, considering how he acted last time, he couldn't blame her. He let out a long drawn out sigh.

"Good morning Flonne." He said with a slight smile, trying to make up for the way he acted before. Flonne looked at him surprised by this. She smiled a bit, seeing that Laharl finally responded to her, instead of acting like she didn't exist.

As they walked down the hall, Flonne was thinking of a way to apologize for kissing Seta in front of him. As she was about to say something, Laharl interrupted.

"Don't bother apologizing." He said as he continued walking. "You didn't mess up on anything, I did."

Flonne was shocked. He took the blame for something, even though Flonne was still convinced it was her fault.

"Where's Etna?" He asked. Flonne just through a disappointing look on her face as she swayed her head sideways.

"We have seen her since the woods. We still have people searching, but we haven't found anything yet. Even the gate keepers are having trouble locating her."

"I see…what about the senates?" He asked raising an eyebrow.

"Umm…well lets just say there's a second reason I stayed in the room with you." She said uneasily. Laharl was starting to wonder what she meant before he saw a prinny handing out wanted signs.

"Extra, extra, Flonne the fallen angle, wanted for 50,000,000 HL!" shouted the prinny as he was hanging up prinnies. Laharl glanced at Flonne, who was looking away with an upset face, then back at the prinny.

"Hey, Prinny!" Laharl shouted trying to get its attention.

The prinny just got terrified and ran screaming. "Ahhh don't kill me!" He dropped all the papers as he ran. Laharl picked one up and gasped.

"Flonne: wanted for the release of Baal?!" He said shocked. He looked up at Flonne who still seemed upset. "Do you have any idea on what they're talking about?" He asked. Flonne just replied with a no, nodding sideways.

"When I carried you back to the castle, the guards were surrounding me everywhere. The only reason they didn't try killing me was because they didn't want you waking up and seeing it." She said as she looked at the corner of a hall, with a guard watching her before looking away.

"Then why didn't you try waking…" he stopped as he remembered how he acted before.

"Look as far as I know, the minute we're separated, they're going to come rushing after you. So I uhh…." Laharl blushed a bit at what he was about to say. "I suggest we…I don't know… stay together for the time being." Flonne looked at him surprised. She couldn't tell if he was still sorry for being rude before or just worried about her. Either way, it made her smile a bit.

Out of nowhere, a group of guards came marching up to them. They were a group of Dullahans.

"Flonne, get behind me." He said as he pulled out his cosmic blade, ready for anything.

"Umm…Laharl?" She said nervously as she tapped his shoulder. He turned around to see another group of Dullahans marching from behind him.

"Damint!" He cursed to himself. He didn't know what to do. Before they knew it, they were surrounded by guards on all sides.

"What do you want?" He asked, demanding an answer. All the guards took out their swords, and then one of them spoke.

"This is your only offer of negotiation. Surrender the girl now or you will both be executed." One of them demanded.

"On whose authority?" Laharl asked.

"Mine." Said a mysterious voice in the crowd in front of them. When Laharl and Flonne looked at where the voice was coming from, the guards moved to the side to let the stranger through. It was Xeta.

"You! What are you doing here?" Laharl yelled.

"Oh, well after y… I mean, she released Baal, the senate found you unworthy to have the throne. So, they had to make someone the new Overlord, and who else would be better than your's truly?" He said with a smirk.

"What?! The senate would never agree to let you be the new overlord!" Laharl shouted as more guards were showing up.

"True, they wouldn't let me, but the rule state's that the larger half of those who agree, would win by majority vote."

"What kind of traitors would vote for you?!?" Laharl demanded an answer.

"Why, the rest of the soldiers of course." Xeta laughed as he said this.

"What? The soldier's can't vote in an assembly!"

"I never meant your soldiers." Xeta said with a smile.

"And what the hell is that suppose to mean?"

Xeta sighed, looking at his watch. "Well I'd love to stay and chat, but I got a world to rule. And as for you two…" Xeta said as he turned around going away. "Kill them." He commanded the guards who were pulling out their weapons.

"Flonne, hop on my back." He said getting ready for anything. Flonne looked at him puzzled.

"Huh?" She asked.

"Now!" He shouted. He didn't wait for her to respond. He grabbed her hand and had her hop on his back, her arms around his neck. With perfect timing, he managed to grab her in time before one of the Dullahans' lightning slashes stroke her. As soon as she was on, he jumped into the air and hopped on one of the walls. All the guards were shooting lightning from their swords as Laharl carried Flonne, running as fast as he could to escape.

As Laharl ran, jumping from wall to wall, he could see there were too many guards for him to handle, in addition to saving Flonne. The farther he wall jumped, the more guards that appeared. Suddenly, one of the guards stroke the wall in front of him, causing him to lose his balance, and the both of them fell to the ground. Luckily, none of the guards were near them.

" C'mon!" Laharl shouted as he grabbed Flonne's hand running.

"Laharl, we can't out run them forever." Flonne yelled as they continued running. Laharl knew she was right, but they had to escape in order to come up with a plan. Fortunately, Laharl spotted a door.

"In here!" Laharl shouted as he banged the door open. As soon as they were through, Laharl used a large grate to keep barricade the door. Laharl started breathing heavy. Flonne knew something was wrong.

"Laharl?" She asked peacefully. "Is something wrong?" Laharl was breathing heavy for a few short seconds before he responded.

"No, nothing is wrong. I just…" He paused for a second to catch his breath. "I just need a quick…breather." Flonne was worried, but didn't have enough time to stop to think, as she heard the door bang.

"What are we gonna do?" She asked a bit terrified from the whole situation.

Laharhl glanced up, notincing there was a bit of light penetrating the room. To his pleasure, he saw a window, just big enough for them to get through.

"Up here." Laharl grabbed her hand and rushed over. "You first." He said as he lifted her up. Every second, he heard the door bang louder, and the crate was starting to move.

"Laharl!" yelled Flonne, reaching her hand down through the window. Laharl grabbed on, just as the door banged open. Flonne pulled him half way through the window, before his leg was caught by the guards.

Now it was a game of tug of war. Flonne pulled as hard as she could to save Laharl from the guards. Normally, Laharl would've just kicked the guard in the head, but the annoying thing about Dullahans are that they're headless. Finally, Flonne managed to pull Laharl through the window, out of the guards grasp.

"We did it!" She shouted with joy, with a happy expression on her face. But her face went to depression when she saw Laharl breathing heavily on his back. She rushed to his side. "Laharl!" She shouted, scared of what was happening to him.

"Flonne…" He breathed hard. "Why…is it so hard…to breathe?" He said before passing out.

"Laharl!" Flonne screamed. Not only were the guards after them, she didn't know who would want to help that wouldn't try to kill them for the reward money. Flonne checked his pulse, and her eyes went wide. It stopped beating.

To Be Continued…