Alright! Played a bit more Ragnarok, currently in the middle of the Kiel Hyre dungeon quest and wow...is my story completely different from it or what. This chapter might be a little boring since its really just all talk.

Disclaimer: I only own the storyline

If anyone is wondering what the two lines in the beginning are, I promise you, itll make sense in further chapters. I also want to give a shoutout to OhSoFamous/Kei-ten. Reviews make me happy! Shoutout...is that the right term?

"My name isn't Aliza! Get out of the way!"

"My name…Aliot,"

"The apathetic princess…" He muttered under her breath. He decided to call her that instead of 'The silver haired witch' since it seemed much less rude and disrespectful.

Pulling on his Morpheus shawl, he examined himself thoroughly in the mirror. He wore a tight black shirt was tucked neatly inside his belt. He was also given a pair of loose white dress pants and shiny black boots. After putting on the rosary and the shawl, he could barely recognize himself.

He was always used to the rags he wore and how greatly he stood out from the human population. Now, he felt like he blended in just a little more. Taking the comb left behind in a drawer, he brushed back his long, white hair, noticing that it went just a bit past his shoulders.

"Has it always been like this…?" He wondered in his mind.

As far as he could recall, his hair had always been just a bit past his shoulders. He'd always promise himself that he'd cut it as soon as it got too long. This case just never occurred to him.

Closing the hotel room door as he came out, he made his way to the front lobby. As he walked by the front desk, he listened closely to the murmurs that came from behind the desk.

"Like, no way!"

"It happened! The silver-haired witch brought a near dead man with her!"

"I'd want to meet this guy! How did he look like?"

"Almost like a bum, I swear."

"Well, that shouldn't be too hard to pick out."

Aliot sighed deeply. Just a change in clothes and a cleanup had completely hidden him from the society.

Walking through the streets of Lighthalzen, he realized something rather different. Back then, before his change in clothes, all the rich alchemists and professors often shot glares at him. Now that he looked rather high-class, most of them treated him normally.

"Now then…" He whispered in his mind, "I have to find her." Deep down, he knew this would be nearly impossible. He had no leads and nowhere to start. After a long pause to think over what to do, he finally decided to go around asking people. Maybe just one person in this whole world would know where she was.

Approaching a couple on a bench, he started off, "Hi!" He shouted to the couple. Both of them turned to him, "I'm wondering if you could tell me about…the apathetic princess?"

The male laughed, "Ah, that silver haired witch? I know about her. I was training in the Bio-labs a few days ago with my best buds. We went to take a breather, heal up our wounds, spread a few potions around; we sat down in a corner. Hell, we thought a monster was coming. We drew our axes and waited. Hot damn! It scared the crap out of me when she came through that door. Those snake-like green eyes," He shuddered, "Just like staring into a monster, it was like facing death!"

"Did she do anything?" Aliot asked.

"Nope, walked right passed us. It was almost like we weren't there at all. The homunculus down there swarmed at her. She fried them all faster than a chicken in a volcano!"

"Eh?" The girl muttered in a confused tone, "They attacked her? I heard no monster ever attacks her. They're too scared."

"Monster, homunculi aren't monsters. They're not quite human but not quite monsters." The male explained once again, "Well, that's all I know about the silver-haired witch. Man…if she didn't have snake eyes, I bet she'd be pretty hot!" He winced in pain as his girlfriend elbowed his stomach, "Ouch, just kidding!"

Aliot bowed, "Thank you."

"No need for that, sir." The female replied, "What I know about her…I've heard from eyewitnesses all around the world. I'm a newspaper editor. They say that she's never gets attacked by any monsters, not even the most aggressive ones or the bosses." She pondered for a while, placing a finger on her chin, "The details are not clear but I've heard that she only attacks if she's attacked first. That's all I know. I hope that has helped."

Once again, Aliot bowed, "Yes, very much so." He lied, deep down, this information really didn't help him in the least.

Wandering around Lighthalzen, he talked to other miscellaneous people. All of them pretty much recycled the same information. He was losing hope in finding her. He stumbled over to an officer, possibly one of the last people in this city that he hasn't talked to.

"Hi there," He muttered tiredly, "Do you know anything about the apathetic princess?"

"The silver-haired witch…oh! Do you know of that helmet on her head?" He nodded, tired of information of the Valkyrie Helm, "It might seem like the same Valkyrie helmet that is worn by monsters, but it isn't! There's only one helmet like this in the world!"

This caught his attention immediately, "Can you tell me who?"

"Well, I am an officer so I shouldn't be passing this around…" Seeing Aliot's disappointment, she smiled and patted him on the head, "I'll make an exception!" Seeing light filling Aliot's eyes, her guilty conscience was cleaned, "You see, the 'gods' gave Valkyrie helms to certain extremely powerful beings, mostly monsters since humans aren't strong enough to hold them. These monsters were appointed as 'guardians' to this world. Other beings that hold the Valkyrie helms are, obviously, the Valkyrie: Servants of Odin himself!" She cleared her throat, "There was one being though. The gods deemed her exquisitely pure and she harvested extreme power. They granted her a Valkyrie helm that only a powerful, magically, and pure human being like herself could wear. She became the first human guardian and the gods had also promised her that she would join the Valkyrie when she died. The helm gave her beautiful, pearly white wings and a magnificent glow to her. I haven't actually seen her but there are many statues of her as well as paintings at Juno."

Aliot was caught in awe, "So…this silver haired witch…could it actually be her?"

The officer shook her head slowly, "I don't think so. Unless something traumatic happened to her, I highly doubt it. This Valkyrie would protect everyone. She would save monsters, she would protect the humans, and people always knew where she was. Even her appearance is a little different. The witch had pitch black wings; the Valkyrie had pearly white wings. The witch has snake like eyes that cast fear; the Valkyrie had dark eyes that gave of a sense of wisdom. They both wore their hair and clothes differently."

"I see…" Aliot whispered. He was filled with hope that he would find a lead but as soon as the officer finished, he deflated.

The officer sighed once again, seeing his disappointment, "What? Are you looking for her?" Aliot nodded, "No way…are you that kid the witch saved a while ago?" Aliot nodded once more, "That's…amazing! How did…wow! I've been talking to a legend all this time."

Aliot looked up at the officer. There were no leads; he might as well take a wild stab with it, "Excuse me, but, can you tell me the Valkyrie's name and possibly a place she liked to stay particularly?"

"Let's see…there isn't any place in particular but she lived in Juno. Her name was…I believe, Randgris."

Aliot bowed, "Thank you very much." He turned to the gate but was quickly stopped by the officer, "Um, yes?"

"You're going to walk there?" She asked in a loud, confused voice. He nodded shyly in reply, "It'll take you forever! Why not just use the Kafra service?"

Aliot looked around his shawl, "I don't have any money with me."

The officer smirked and gave him a thumbs-up, "Don't worry. It's on me! I've been put on this silver-haired witch case for a long time. You're the only lead I have! I'll pay for your trip. If you ever figure things out, come back to Lighthalzen and tell me about it."

Aliot nodded with a smile, "I promise." He was happy. Someone actually had faith in him.

If anyone's wondering how the "Silver haired witch" looks like, imagine Clare from Claymore with long silver hair and green snake eyes. That's my idea of her. Ah well, please review and tell me what you think of it!