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REACHING OUT – JUSTICE BLAZE

"Hey Kairen! Can you fix the light over here?" A busty woman with a thick honey blonde braid stepped out from behind the bar. Most of her breasts were exposed from her unbuttoned military-like uniform and she seemed even taller than she really was in her white heels.

"For the last time… I'm not going to date you!" Kairen walked over, brushing off another girl that had been attached to his arm. Turning back to Aelstera, he smiled seductively and winked from underneath his ever changing sun glasses, "So, what were you saying?"

"Ugh, wipe that disgusting smile off your face and fix that shitty light already." The girl cracked her knuckles in a menacing manner.

"Alright, alright!" Kairen chuckled as he took a half-eaten plate of food off the counter. His stomach grumbled, "Make me a chilli sandwich though." He added.

Sighing, Aelstera called out loudly, "Oi Master! The shitty brat over here wants a spiced up sandwich!"

"Watch your language in my guild!" a voice shouted back. Dito, the guild master – also the chef – walked out of the kitchen. He was donned in a green ninja suit, the guild mark insignia printed on the beanie he was wearing. He waved a knife around in one hand, causing Aelstera to shrink back slightly.

There was a loud slam of piano keys and Ryuga stood up, his face flushed red in embarrassment. He flipped up the hood of his yellow hoodie and pushed down his rolled up sleeves – trying to make himself smaller. Behind him, there was an insane cackle.

"Uh-huh, you know what your daddy likes!" the crazy man – Jura sat there in a make-shift bath tub. A rubber duck stuffed into the jumpsuit of his crotch area as he laughed maniacally while rubbing it.

'Damn girl! That ASS!' The inner-left voice told him as the man himself eyed one of the laughing women. On the other side of the room, the men were laughing crazily at his insane antics.

Jura reached out and squeezed the nearest curve of the woman and she screamed while slapping his hand away.

'Tch – now look what you've done, idiot. That was MY ass.' His inner-right voiceexclaimed.

"SCREW YOU!" the violated girl screamed, sending a blast of magic to his masked face.

"Mhmm, because you would like to be screwed." Jura sent a wink to the now gagging woman as she ran away – probably to the toilets.

"Jura, stop being so disgusting. It's an eyesore." Elly stood up tall in front of him, speaking in her mother-like tone. She'd joined the guild yesterday – courtesy of Ryuga. The two were quite close… so they would say.

Elly wore a business like suit, despite being a trained mage of 'Tae Kwon Do'. She held multiple grocery bags and guild supplies without effort and still managed to stare down Jura with her amber eyes over the stack of new goods, "Plus, shouldn't you be over at Tomb right now?"

"Hmmm and what business do I have there?" he cackled.

"You're a double agent – remember?" she rolled her eyes and sighed.

He stood up for the bath tub, dripping wet and cackled once more, "You suck. Oh wait. Yo mama does too, but she charges." And with that he swaggered out of the guild, the rubber duck still attached to his crotch area, leaving everyone behind, tears rolling down their cheeks from silent laughter.

'Eenie meenie miney mo, catch a tiger by its toe, if it hollers, let him go, eenie meenie miney mo.' Faith put her finger to her chin and tapped her sneaker clad foot. She was trying to choose a mission and had resorted to using the child's song as usual, but the paper that she'd landed on wasn't a job she wanted to do.

There was a soft rustle to her side and she turned to see a blue mop head full of hair. He stood there, shirtless, his ocean blue guild mark shining in all its glory.

"Hey Cloud." The glass mage greeted the muscular boy with a bob of her wild orange hair.

"Hey." He greeted back, turning to the mission board.

"Not flirting like usual?" she asked, fiddling with the scarf that had been looped through the belt holes of her overalls.

"Nope. I need money." He shook his head, his shark tooth necklace swinging along with his movement.

She nodded, "How about this one?" she pointed to the job she'd landed on before. It was near the beach and it suited Cloud's magic well.

"Nice." He said, ripping the job of the board, "See ya later." He waved goodbye and walked toward Aelstera so she could sign him off.

"Having trouble choosing a job again?" Pierce stood beside her, wringing his hands that were clad in surgeon's gloves.

"Yeah." Faith nodded.

"Why don't you sit down and take a break, maybe it'll come to you later." The tall man's glasses reflected into her eyes, causing her to squint up at him.

"Hmmm, I guess so. You know, you'd be a great mum." The girl smiled widely, and then quickly corrected herself at his soft glare, "Umm, I meant dad…"

"Thank you." Pierce nodded, his gun at his belt glinting in the sunlight, "If you need anything, I'll be in the infirmary."

Faith nodded, disobeying Pierce could sometimes end up in a disaster, because if you got injured, the only one who could really heal you was… Pierce.

'I'm a little teapot, short and stout, here is my handle –'

"Stop singing that song, Charles." A man laughed slightly to himself. He was decked out in mostly brown, his white dress shirt contrasting the rest of his clothes.

"Uh, Earthland to Dr. Hammersmith?" The said man jumped up and looked at his underling.

"Ah, Lanius, what brings you here?" he asked.

The iron masked man shrugged and sat down in the opposite chair, "Just relaxing I guess." He muttered to his role model in the midst of yawning.

"Hmm, while you're at it. Tell me what this means." Samuel Hammersmith fished around in his coat pocket for moments before pulling out a scrunched up piece of paper. Small codes were written on it – it looked rushed and messy, probably supposed to be a secret message.

Lanius sighed, he just wanted to sit back and relax for a while, even sleep while he was at it, but it seems decoding the note was more important. Fiddling with the hem of his grey and red striped hoodie, it only took him a matter of minutes to figure it out.

"Oh, this is easy, it's just runes that have been transcribed backwards." He blinked a few times, rubbing sleep out of his eyes.

Samuel nodded and started pouring chai tea onto the table, probably for his 'friend' – that no one else could see, "So, what does it say?"

"Someone knows… we need to act faster. 2 weeks maximum. I think they're planning to attack." Lanius spoke monotonously, and then looked up at Hammersmith, who was laughing to himself again, "What do you think that means?"

The doctor continued to laugh and Lanius gave up, switching his position in his chair, he fell back to sleep.

"Umm, could ya get off me?"

Storm had – once again – landed in another awkward sexual situation. It did indeed look like he was harassing her, and not to mention that the fact he had blood pouring out of his nose didn't help either. Hurriedly clambering off the squirming Kimi, he fixed his light blue jacket and yanked up his baggy black pants up a bit more.

"So fuckin' sorry…" he muttered, wiping his nose and then pasting a carefree grin on his face, "Ah, well, what's done is done."

Kimi stood up, glaring at him slightly, "Yeah, fine. Just don't do it again." She dusted off her black dress, hoping that none of her purple lipstick had been smudged.

"Can't promise you that…" Storm reached up to scratch the back of his head awkwardly, messing up his white hair a little.

"Can't promise what?" a slightly protective voice spoke.

"Ah, Styles. He just tripped and happened to land on me. Nothing much." Kimi looked around Storm and waved at her adoptive brother innocently.

"WHAT?! He touched you?!" Styles burst out.

"C-chill out, it's nothing personal." Storm could feel his blood boiling in his arm, and then it suddenly felt numb.

"Blood Puppet." Styles hissed.

…

"Where's you master?!" someone slammed open the door to Justice Blaze. Everyone turned towards the voice, standing in a defensive manner.

"Risers," Styles spoke first, releasing Storm, "What are you doing here?"

"None of your business, where's you master?" Florence asked again as Antonio stood behind her, his exceed – Natasha resting on his shoulder.

"If you need to speak to our master, you have to get through us first." Kairen crossed his arms.

"Everybody, stop." Dito walked out of the kitchen, an apron still wrapped around his waist, "What brings the guild of Rising Willows to ours?"

"Our master – Imogen sent us here." Antonio spoke, his voice like steel.

"Imogen?" Dito raised as eyebrow at his friend's name.

The three from Rising Willows nodded, "We have come to ask for your… assistance in helping us take down Tomb. They've been active recently, and there's no doubt they're planning something."

"I see…" The master stopped to think, "No."

"Don't just tell them, convince them. I know you can do it." Imogen's voice rushed through their heads.

"If we don't stop them. Then who will? They're known for their crazy antics! If they want to take over the town. They WILL take over the town. Imagine how many people will lose their homes… their families?" Antonio's face was scrunched up in frustration. Florence pat him on the back, hoping to calm him down a little, whereas Natasha glared at Florence, killing her in her mind for possibly the thousandth time.

"That has nothing to do with us." Dito refused to see the person who looked like his lost lover – I-no most.

"But Justice isn't something you just magically earn. You have to fight for it." Florence gripped her arm to stop herself from shaking in anger.

The guild went silent and dropped their defensives stances. Their heads hung low as they all gave it a moment of thought.

"Please. Even just one of you…" Natasha tried, her red eyes pleading.

"Master… sorry. But. I want to go." Faith walked up to Dito, her hands clasped together in hope, "If we don't protect the towns… then who will?"

"The magic council. Duh." Aelstera snorted.

"But what will they do? Just walk up to Tomb and knock on their door, claiming they'll be arrested after they ruin people's lives?" Styles walked up, Kimi trailing behind him.

"We're in." Kimi flicked a finger between them.

"Never mind that… we're all in!" Storm cracked his knuckles.

HIGGOUR DARK FOREST

"Do you think maybe we should split up? It might be faster that way." Uriel commented as Zhaylt led the group.

"Yes. We should split up." Vlad looked at Zhaylt in disgust, obviously hoping to get away from the pervert… who just happened to be reading one of his novels again.

The three of them fell into silence when Zhaylt chose not to answer, and they continued to follow him.

"Shhh." The 'leader' suddenly hissed, holding out a hand to stop them from walking further, "Do you hear that?"

"No." Vlad grunted. He brushed his silver hair out of his eyes, wanting to get away as soon as possible.

Uriel stood there quietly, as if still trying to register what was going on.

The perverse man slowly walked towards the sound of soft mewling, being careful not to step on any twigs or large areas of dry leaves. He took almost five minutes to walk two meters and Vlad and Uriel stood there, their eyebrows raised, waiting for him.

"We only have 24 hours, remember?" Uriel whispered to him, "Hurry up."

Zhaylt disappeared behind the trees and there were hushed whispers and few sentences of yelling before he soon emerged with a new teammate.

"Guys, this is Draco. He's going to be my new exceed." The small green cat fidgeted in the tight grasp of Zhaylt's arms but seemed to be quite excited and happy anyway.

"I can walk you know." Draco said, finally needing fresh air. Sighing, Zhaylt placed him on the ground and the two started talking to each other, bonding and ignoring their small 'audience.'

The two soon figured that it was a waste of time to keep waiting and decided in a silent pact to split up, leaving the mysterious new exceed and the perverse man in the small clearing.

Vlad was relieved to finally be able to do his job. He noticed something before, maybe half an hour ago on the walk to where he'd left the disgusting man. Now he had his chance to finally investigate it.

"Eyes of the deceased." He murmured. His vision changed and he could now see wisps of smoke and fog everywhere. Souls floated around, suddenly turning to start at him, feeling the presence of his magic. They came up to him, trying to speak to him, but he ignored them. It was no time to stop and converse until he found the 'missing piece'.

As he kept running, dodging tree roots, small animals and ducking under vines, he spotted a figure growing larger with each step he took. Its presence was strong, powerful. It was one of a wise being.

Although he could tell it was still far away, it didn't seem to be moving, like it knew he was coming, and that he was going to wait.

"Whispers of the dead." The surrounding sounds changed and everything became a chatter of mixed voices. Some screaming, shouting, some were crying. There were so many voices, countless maybe. This forest was a grave for the deceased and lost souls almost.

"Why are you here?" a loud, booming voice growled.

"To investigate." Vlad spoke back, "Regarding the dark guild, has anything suspicious happened recently?"

"That is none of your business. I'd advise you leave before you are caught. I am the king of this forest, I watch over everything. You little friends could be in trouble any moment now." The voice faded away near the end, disappearing from the sights of Vlad's magic.

Vlad stood there in silence. Nothing. He'd gained nothing but the fact someone could be in trouble right now.

Uriel ran quickly, the trees rushing past her in a blur. Her head ached as she memorized as much as she could about the patterns and routes she found in the forest. It wasn't an easy task and she hoped that she could remember the way back.

She mentally calculated how much time there was left until they were told to meet back at the guild. Honestly - she didn't want to let the guild down, failing to complete her first job as a mage at Rising Willows properly.

Her legs ached and she could feel her magic draining faster as she reached a particular point in the forest. It's surroundings were different and Uriel felt a chill run down her spine. Unconsciously, she wrapped her cloak tighter around herself, as if it were her protection.

Blood was rushing through her body in anxiety. The trees surrounding her almost seemed to be talking in hollow whispers as the wind rush past. She could no longer hear the trickle of the waterfall she'd found earlier, and everything seemed to be closing around her.

Her vision became blurry as purple mist started to surround her, and she caught sight of a pair of green eyes. They looked at her sharply, almost as if piercing through her body.

The person seemed to walk closer, the light shining onto him. He wore black leather, his duster open to reveal a guild mark on his chest.

He smiled sadistically. The tattooed fangs beneath his eyes started to stretch down, past his cheeks and further down to his neck.

"Who are you…" she managed to whisper.

He kept walking towards her, "Well, if you must know… people like to call me… Valex."

UNTIL NEXT TIME...

Yay! This chapter is finally finished! I know it took longer than expected, so I'm sorry about that :/

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