Vania
Gary stepped into the tavern, eyes scanning the crowd for Brandon Grant. He glanced at the picture of Hugh and smiled, matching him with a teen in the corner. Like his elder version, he had long, jet black hair, which went halfway down his back. He could see his deep, gray eyes lost in thought as he sipped from a cup of coffee. He wore a red over shirt left hanging open, a black undershirt covering his chest. Gary could tell that this guy would be a hard sell.
He first ordered a drink for himself, before sitting down opposite Brandon. Without looking up, he said, "There are plenty of extra tables. Why are you bothering me?"
Gary gulped and slid the photo in front of him. "My boss sent me to tell you of your past. You see-"
Brandon cut him off. "I don't want to hear it. If this is about my mastery of Water, then don't start. I've gotten more than enough offers to join the circus. I'm a warrior, not a clown. It might mot be appreciated in this day and age, but I'm sticking to it."
"You don't get it!" he retaliated. "My boss is called Demitri. He was a member of the Battle Netwarriors, as am I and you."
Brandon smiled, amused by this comment. In a swift move, his hands flung out, one punching Gary in the nose, the other grabbing his pendant. The teen didn't realize what had happened until his nose began to bleed. "If you were a warrior, then you would have realized what just happened, as it happened."
"Ha ha ha." Gary growled out a laugh, wiping the blood away on his sleeve.
"You would also have realized your necklace was missing. Interesting piece of work." He held it up to the light. It was the same shape as a Yin-Yang, but instead of being black and white, it was yellow and green. Gary grabbed at it, but Brandon put it around his neck. "I think I'll hold onto this."
"Does that mean you'll join up with us?" he asked hopefully.
Brandon stood up and as he walked off, he said. "Goodbye."
Desola
"I'll do it." Lan said finally. The teenager down below had continued to try and cut them down, so they had been forced to jump to the roofs above. Lan was now volunteering to break through to her.
"Could this be because you and she shared a kiss yesterday?" Tracey asked, a Cheshire Cat grin on his face.
"No!" Lan defended, blushing deeply. "I've just spent more time with her than anyone else and since her mom is asleep, I think I should do it. And if you want to read into that any further, go ahead!" before his friends could say anything else, he jumped down and faced Rini. "Hey, princess. It's me, Lan, remember?"
All she saw was a demonic creature. "Don't you try and trick me!" Lan jumped back as she slashed at him.
"I've got to get rid of her sword, so…" his claws appeared on his hands, out of instinct. He dodged another slash from Rini's sword and caught the blade. "Sorry Rini, but this is for your own good." he twisted his hands and broke it off the hilt.
"Oh no!" Rini cowered back, yes wide with fear.
Lan's claws disappeared and he put his hands on her shoulders. "Listen to me Rini. It's us. Don't you remember? Please." he then kissed her. It wasn't a very long one, but he gave more than a peck, and it brought a lot of feelings up inside of Lan. When he pulled away, the purple in her eyes disappeared, replaced by her vibrant red pupils.
"Lan, you… oh, Lan!" Rini shouted, pulling him into a deeper kiss. His eyes almost bulged out of his skull, and smiles appeared on his friends' faces.
"Cute, little lovebirds." Ash chuckled.
Vania
Demitri and Tony stepped through the portal and found Gary's face greeting them. "Hi, Demitri."
"You didn't get him to join, did you?" he cut him off. "That was a rhetorical question because the look on your face is my answer. Tony, it's your turn to do this right. You and Gary go to his house and find out what we need to know." the duo set off.
On the way, Tony began to talk. "Not to anger you in any way, but why do you always mess things up?"
"Don't blame it on me. That Brandon guy was hard to sway. He didn't even give it a second thought. Let's hope we find something at his house."
When they arrived, they noticed an open window. After finding he wasn't home, they crawled in, and after an hour of searching, they found something of great interest.
Desola- Gear City Hospital
Sammy lay unconscious, sedated for the night. His side was patched up, and if all went well, he was to be released in the morning.
The silver haired youth watching him smiled, topaz eyes bright. He had tanned skin, and wore all white, sleeves and pants beyond baggy. He just stared, before the smile disappeared, followed shortly by the youth himself
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