Franklin's View

At this point, I decided to become half zombie again. This time, I'm on a boat from Sindria taking me to the latter. The skies were clear, the sun radiated with a summer warmth, and the winds were in our favor. The trip to Sindria would be a bit quicker than normal.

I was just eyeing the vast sea, reminding me of my Ferry trips to Vancouver Island for camp. Bored of the view, I sat down, cross-legged style and looked at the rest of the ship. Suddenly, a little blonde girl was on the ship and she walked toward me. Her blonde hair was tied into a cone shape on her right side and her eyes glow with a pale pink. She wore a white robe with a pink dress underneath, opening up from the middle of her chest. My eye twitched from her exhibitionist getup.

"Hey, so you're the alien King Vessel right? I'm Pisti Artemina, one of the Generals of Sinbad," the little girl said.

"Hey little Pisti, I'm Franklin Steinherz," I said scratching my head, with a smile on my face.

"Don't you mean Miss Pisti Artemina?" she said with a raised brow. I shrugged.

"I don't know. No offense but, my world is much more ruder, not minding too much on honorable titles such as miss or missus, unless they're adults or married,"

She giggled playfully.

"Well, did you know I'm 19?" she whispered. Her giggle turned into a suggestive smirk. My eyes widened and my face turned red with embarrassment.

"You look like you're 17," she said as she crouched beside me and put an arm over my shoulders,"You know, even if you're an alien, you look pretty cute."

She stroked my abs to my chest, somewhat arousing me. Even that sultry speak was somewhat arousing, as well as the distance between our faces. I slowly inched my hand toward her chest and felt her soft yet small breast.

"Are you a midget?" she had a comedic look of surprise on her face,"Also, there are a few guards around here, so don't cause a scene,"

The guards of Sindria all looked at me with contempt glances, though for some reason, it felt extremely comical to an audience, if there is one. My hand was still on her breast. Among those guards I saw a lazily smiling Amihiha, a surprised Ramses, and a furious Emiline. I quickly covered my mouth and I was wide-eyed.

*bonk!*

Emiline smacked my head with her staff. She had a look of anger with a blush on her face. Is she jealous, or is she the possessive Yandere type?

"Pervert! Pedophile!"

Jealous.

"She's ninete-"

*Whack*

I was knocked down by another blunt force. Ramses was the perpetrator, using his sheath to bonk me. I groaned in pain as I stroke my head.

"Evil pedophile and pervert," Ramses said with contempt.

He held Pisti's hand and walked her to the cabin.

"Come on little girl, let's get you away from this pervert,"

"But I really-"

"Shh shh. Don't get too aroused by him,"

He stared at me with a mischievous grin. Is Ramses THE pedophile?!

"You pedo-" I found myself getting snagged by a hook. The particular hook was Emiline's staff, levitating.

"Shut up you pedo, you should be punished," she said as she cracked her knuckles.

Amihiha swatted Ramses as if he was a fly and she crouched down so that she could be in head level with Pisti. She had a face of astonishment.

"Wow, are you really from Artemyra?"

Pisti had the same astonished face.

"Wow, are you really 10 years old?" she asked the Imuchakkan huntress.

"Yes."

She was wide-mouthed and wide-eyed at the same time, indicating surprise. She looked at her medium sized chest and then looked at hers and embraced her chest.

"How?! How do you have such big breasts and I don't?" she started weeping.

"Don't worry, I don't mind breast sizes," I called out.

*Bonk!*

I sat on the sundeck, letting the wind flutter my hair. It had been a few days ever since we started the voyage. The time spent here as of now was enjoyable, thanks to Pisti's animal whistle. She called dolphins over and I was forced to ride on it by Emiline. She said she wanted to put this on Instagram when we find a way home. No matter what, I didn't want Emiline to introduce an iPhone in this era. Pisti also did some aerial tricks while riding on her giant bird, much to my amusement and astonishment. Emiline read many magic scrolls offered by Yamuraiha through Pisti, and Amihiha, Ramses, and I practiced swordplay most of the day. I heard footsteps coming from behind and saw my Heliohaptan friend, Ramses.

"Hey Ramses," I said casually as I stood up.

"Hello Franklin, what were you doing?" he asked.

I just looked into the sky.

"Thinking of what to do," I replied with a mellow tone.

Ramses scratched his head and looked up, indicating he was thinking too. His eyes widened from a realized idea, then he smiled.

"Hey Franklin, It's been a few days and through those days, I tried to figure out how to simply Djinn equip my weapon."

He brandished his blade from his sheath and put it near his chest. He started to chant.

"Spirit of Order and Deception, in the name of my Magoi, and my will to grant me greater power, I order you and your members."

A whirlwind started to form around his sword. The ship's deck was big enough for a small bout. There weren't any nearby objects, so I didn't have to worry about cargo getting blown away by Andras's wind.

"Come forth, Andras!"

His curved sword transformed into a meter long katana. The handle is adorn with many red feathers and the blunt edge of the katana seemed to resemble half of an owl feather. Ramses's hands remained unchanged, but his wrists started to bloom red feathers and short wings with the same red feathers.

"Ever since I mastered the Djinn weapon equip, I wanted to spar with you; learn about your fighting style in your world,"

He grabbed the feather katana with both hands. I put up a calm smile and quickly summoned my scissors from my pocket.

"Dwell in me, Orobas!"I shouted as my scissor transformed into a larger pair of scissors.

Good thing I'm in half zombie form. That way, I don't have to consume as much Magoi.

"Altair Kalb!" Ramses thrust his weapon toward me, firing a whirlwind that resembled a wolf.

I quickly dodged the wind wolf and charged toward Ramses. I grabbed one blade from the scissors and slashed at Ramses, only to be guarded by his katana. I quickly swung my other sword at him. Ramses deflected both of my swords back with a fade slash: a backward hopping slash. I pointed a sword toward the wind King Vessel.

"Kahraba Himl"

Black electricity started to gather around my sword and fired a powerful bolt of electricity. Ramses smiled and went into a guarding position. Instead of acting cocky, I wondered what he was going to do next. I looked sternly. My black lightning bolt was being spun around by a powerful tornado that Ramses had formed around him. The tornado was fast, causing me to shield my eyes. After a few seconds, the tornado started to wear down and I moved my arms away from my eyes. Ramses swung his sword to the left, throwing away the black lightning.

"Altair Kauza," he simply said.

"Alright, no more long range magic tricks. Let's clash blades."

I spun my left handed sword, switching it into a backhand style. I shot toward Ramses like a bullet, much to his surprise. He reacted well, shielding my right handed strike with just a simple guard. I swung my left sword at him, but he figured it out and quickly repelled my other sword and backed away. He crouched down, as if he was a lion preparing to rush.

"Altair Kauza," his sword was now engulfed in a tornado.

This time, he quickly rushed forward and threw an upward slash, which I guarded with my blade. The tornado made it seem like I was clashing a chainsaw. Our swords were still clashed; the tornado continued to shred my blade.

"Can't handle the whirlwind?"Ramses said.

I quickly grabbed my right hand blade and spun it into a mirrored position of my blade. I sandwiched his tornado sword with two of my swords. Much to his surprise, I discharged black lightning into his sword. The tornado that surrounded him wasn't touching him, but even with Altair Kauza, I could still touch his blade through the whirlwind with my blade, by squeezing the blade between my two blades, causing them to be clenched. My single sword alone couldn't pierce through the wind. The tornado started to dissipate from Ramses getting shocked by my electricity. Despite the shock, he still stood and kicked me away from him. I fell on my bottom, but I got up shortly.

"Can't handle the lightning?"

He smiled confidently. We both charged toward each other and clashed our blades. I kept alternating my blades with each strike, and he seemed to parry rather efficiently, showing his advanced swordplay. After one clash of steel, using both blades to form a grip on his sword, Ramses immediately scraped his blade out of the grip by pulling it up and sliding it backward. When his blade fully came out of the grip, he quickly spun around, holding his blade with two hands.

"Altair Janah!"

He swung at me with a powerful wind-boosted slash, causing me to stumble backward, losing my guard. The speed of the strike was so fast that it also caused a powerful, but brief gust of wind to blow me away. It was strong enough to get me off my feet and I nearly fell off the boat. I was on the edge of the ship, but the short wall I leaned on protected me from drowning. I can't swim. Ramses walked up to me and extended his arm to me. I grabbed his hand, and he helped me up. I gotta admit, that strike is truly powerful. On my feet, Ramses backed away, giving me some space. He had a smile that had the confidence of Gary Oak.

"Up for Round 2?" he asked,"Fighting like this helps to develop our fighting skills,"

"Aye,"I transformed Orobas's weapon back into my scissors, much to Ramses's confusion,"Let's go!"

Ramses probably expects me to quick draw. That tactical position his eyes are in make him seemingly capricious. He quickly ran toward me, with his sword sheathed. I threw a punch at him with my right hand, but he leapt over my fist, doing a rolling front flip. When he landed behind me, I heard his sword grinding the sheath as it was released. I quickly turned around and threw a swing with my other hand on Ramses's head. He quickly leaned backward to avoid my fist, but it still interrupted his Djinn Equip. I turned my body the same direction again until my right hand was now in front, while transforming my scissors into my Djinn Weapon. I halted my weapon right by his neck, much to my relief. Ramses smiled calmly and put one hand on my sword and politely pushed it away. I nodded to him and I took a few steps back, getting ready for the next round.

"Up for round..."

"Don't use your Djinn Equips you bunch of youngsters!" Pisti yelled from the cabin door. We lost track of time and it was already late. Pisti had bags under her eyes.

We both looked at each other and laughed from Pisti being cranky.

"All right, grandma,"I jokingly replied.

We both looked at each other and drew our respective Djinn Weapons. We both had confident smiles on our faces.

"This time, let's not use magic. Okay?" I said.

"I'd still be a match for you with just my swordplay alone,"

Both Ramses and I stood on the fore topmast of the vessel. We looked at the night sky. It's kind of a first to see all these lucent stars. No cloud in sight to ruin our night, just stars and the moon. I always seemed to find myself in love with the night. The ambiguous nature of the darkness is both scary and endearing and the lights outshining the darkness makes it a more vivid wonder. Ramses started to shiver. I'm guessing he's not used to cold wind and temperatures, considering his background from a desert country. I loosened my cape and gave it to him to keep warm, and he gladly accepted it.

"Thank you Franklin, but won't you be cold?" he said, concerned for my health.

"I will, but I'm a full zombie right now, and I can't feel the cold," I replied.

"What's a zombie?" he asked me.

I scratched the back of my head, trying to remember a good definition. I turned to him when I got an idea.

"A zombie is basically a human brought back to life. Usually, zombies are either mindless or controlled by some sort of necromancer."

"So a zombie is like a living corpse? Since you're a corpse, aren't you suppose to be weaker?"

I shook my head.

"It's true I'm a living corpse right now, but I was brought to life by magic and retained my sanity as well as a zombie body. I can't feel physical pain, I have enhanced strength and flexibility due to my muscle limiters being broken, and I also can regenerate wounds with ease. It's all thanks to this Life Parasite that I have."

Ramses nodded. He started to think of more questions.

"So, since you're a zombie, are you unable to digest, as well as sleep?"

I nodded, confirming his answer.

"How are you not mindless?"

"The Life Parasite keeps my necessary parts for battle intact, such as my brain,"

"I see,"

"So how do you recover Magoi if you can't eat or sleep?"

"Simple. I either drain people's Magoi via Magoi Manipulation or I use a special Life Parasite limiter gem I got from Titus that will return half of my humanity by reactivating most of my organs, but halving the work load of the Parasite, decreasing my zombie strength and durability."

Ramses looked into the night sky before speaking. Something about his stare showed concern.

"How did you die? and Where?" his voice was more solemn than curious.

Memories of Theo started to flash. His malicious face, filled with envy, ego, and greed. I don't fully hate him, and if I do, then I don't deserve a Metal Vessel.

"My brother killed me after I conquered my dungeon,"

Ramses seemed surprised. I said it rather casually, as if I didn't mind. It's like he expected me to say it vengefully.

"Why?"

"My little brother: Selfish, arrogant, and only works harder just to prove he's better than me."

"Are you truly superior to him?"

I shook my head. I'm not in frequent honor rolls nor am I a favored student by both students and teachers alike.

"I'm superior in my own way. It's good to strive to be better, but he does it as if he wants my presence to go away. I still care for him, and even helps sometimes, but he continues to be ungrateful, arrogant, and condescending toward me, no matter how many times I've helped him."

Ramses nodded calmly.

"As much as I want to say, "that's how brotherhood goes," I actually believe you. I think you're brother suffers from a superiority complex"

"What's worse is, he's a Magi like Titus, Emiline, and the others too,"

Ramses was wide-eyed. He was the brother of a Magi.

"Is he by any chance the one who summoned Orobas?" the tanned Heliohaptan asked.

"Yes. But it doesn't make me his King Vessel," I looked away with an angered face.

"I know. We're both being guided by Emiline, for she is our Magi, and we are her King Candidates."

I looked at Ramses with a concerned look.

"Ramses, when I find a way to my world, can you come with me? As well as Amihiha of course,"

Ramses was surprised, but soon shifted into a confident smile; the smile he did during our fight.

"Of course! As my leader and friend, I shall follow you wherever you go."

Leader. That word sounds so simple, yet the job itself is hard. How can I, an antisocial otaku lead my friends? It's been two months, and I think I'm being too harsh on myself. I should continue to move forward and stay true to my cause. Perhaps that's the oath of the leader. Also, I'm the oldest among Team FEAR. I'm 17, Emiline is 16, Amihiha is 10, and Ramses is 15. A genuine smile was on my face, and I put a hand on Ramses's shoulder.

"Thank you, Ramses."

Modern World, Downtown Vancouver.

Both Holly and her King Vessel watch as the spoiled prince flew back to his house. Both Holly and May decided to go to Starbucks to drink some coffee and eat some food. May began to speak. Holly's staff and May's katana were tolerated inside the cafe, because they claimed they were props for a play.

"You know, I wonder how Franklin's doing," May said with his usual Aussie voice.

"I believe he's okay right now. As the Magi of Light, I have vision over anyone I think of if I focus my thoughts," she took a sip of her coffee.

"Yeah, Franklin seems to always be the introverted type, but he seems to have a tender heart beneath that anti-social shell,"May said,"When we were in Australia, I've always prayed for his well-being. I shall continue to pray for him,"

Holly smiled softly from what May said. She saw Franklin as a kind guy inside, but also mature and serious when the time calls for it. As much as Holly and May wanted to see him, they both agree that he's an adult and he doesn't need guardians. They were his friends, but this Franklin's journey, and they have a mission here in Modern Earth.

"I will continue to observe him, but we still have a mission here."

Holly looked at her coffee and saw a reflection of her face. Her soft smile shifted into a more solemn face. She started to focus her thoughts, causing the reflection shifted into a silhouette of a lady with long hair. Her eyes glowed with an evil purple.

"Leila, the Magi of the Void. Are you truly behind this world's abnormalities? Do you assist any other evil Magi such as yourself?" Holly said silently to herself.

That same time, Cabin.
Emiline's View

Deciding to take a break, I rolled up my scroll and lay it on the side of my desk. I shouldn't ache my brain, or else I'd forget about my spells. I may be an artificial human, and a Magi, but I'm still human. I grabbed the brooch I got from Franklin through the blacksmith. The staff and cross combined. My staff resembling my ability to use magic, and the cross to resemble light. But I have a feeling that the cross has another meaning that both Franklin and I don't know. I returned my brooch to its former place and walked outside the room. When I opened the door, Amihiha also opened the door. I looked at her and she giggled from our coincidence.

Man was she tall. Heck, she's 10, and she already has a rack. What kind of human subspecies is this?

"Hey Emi," she called.

"What's up, Amihiha?" I replied.

"Not much." she put a finger on her chin, thinking of what to say.

"Hey Emi, can you train me?"

I raised a brow in confusion. How am I gonna train her?

"Train in what exactly?"

"I need to learn how to face a ranged opponent; an advanced one like you,"

I smiled. I needed to train some of my magic too. She seems energetic as usual.

"Maybe tomorrow,"

"No! I want to do it now!" she loudly whispered.

Deck A few hours later

We stood exactly five metres away from each other. Amihiha held her coral sword with one hand. The size and mass of that weapon are both large. I think Franklin can't even carry that without some effort. She seems to carry it as if it was a feather.

"Hurya!"

She quickly rushed toward me, with her weapon on her shoulder.

"Flash Infigar," I fired a beam of light from my staff, heading straight toward her. I kept it small, preventing any further damage to the ship. Nonetheless, it was still fast, but Ami dodged the beam.

She got close to me and was about to do an overhead strike with her weapon. To keep her from damaging the hull, I quickly defended myself with a new spell I learned.

"Flash Saiqa!" My staff formed a triangular blade of light. I also used strength magic to make it have concussive force. A light this concentrated would burn Amihiha's weapon.

I parried her strike, using Strength Magic to allow me to match her strength. Her flinch left her open for a while. I aimed at her with my staff and prepared a spell.

"Flash Khanjar!" My staff produced a dagger of light, firing towards Amihiha. She reacted well to the attack by striking it away using her weapon.

She's strong!

"Flash Merra!"

A series of light orbs began to form around me. I fired the orbs at Amihiha at an alarming rate. A flash in her eyes belied a cunning plot. Her sword started to get coated with Magoi. I noticed the bandages on the handle of her blade to keep her grip firm. She grabbed the loose strand at the end of her handle and started spinning around violently. Her spin was extremely fast that it managed to either dissipate my light orbs or deflect them. After her small tornado, she was still up and running, and didn't seem to suffer from dizziness. She threw her sword up into the air and grabbed it by the handle. She reapplied her loose bandage and looked at me menacingly. She quickly ran toward me with surprising speed.

I summoned my Borg in time. The butt of her weapon slightly dented my shield. This time, she reeled back and did a powerful vertical swing with her coral sword. The strike was strong enough to do some damage on my Borg, causing me to grunt in pain. She quickly swung her blade diagonally toward the sky, then rotated her body and switched the position of her sword very quickly, shifting into a backhanded sword style. She leaned backward and lunged downward toward my feet. I inched back a bit from the power of her swings; my borg was cracked. I allowed it to dissipate and I applauded Ami's unique swordplay. Amihiha bowed to her praise.

"That was a pretty cool attack you did there," I complimented.

"Thanks, Ramses taught me that move,"

"Did he teach you other moves?"

She nodded eagerly and put her sword on her shoulder.

"Yep, but I'm exhausted from that bout," she put her finger on her chin and looked at me analytically.

"Why did you hold back? I'm pretty sure that's not how you fully fight," she squinted her eyes.

Does she really want to not only disturb everyone's sleep, but destroy the ship? Speaking of which, no one is on deck, but me and Amihiha. The ship was still sailing, but there was no one on the wheel.

"My magic has a big area-of-effect, so that's why I used more precision focused spells instead of destructive ones."

"Area-of-Effect?" she really is a child.

"The area affected by an attack... If I used one of my other spells, then it could potentially destroy the ship," I replied.

"So if you swung your sword in a circle, the effect of getting hit by your sword is pain. The area where you touch the path of the swing would cause pain. Do you get it?"

Her mouth formed an O, showing that she was enticed by the new thing she learned. We both shook hands and headed back to our quarters. I lay down on my bed. Amihiha is a strong, smart, and adaptive girl. She's also nice, optimistic, as well as having a good sense of justice. Before I slept, a thought wandered in my head.

Who's watching over the ship while we're asleep?

Third Person View of Franklin on top of the topmast.

The teenage zombie put a foot at the end of the topmast's ledge and looked forward. Throughout the night and early morning, he hid there and took watch over the ship in case of invaders. The cape Ignatius blessed him with fluttered with the wind, giving him a heroic image. He looked back and saw his cape fluttering.

"Finally," he whispered to himself, achieving his dream of doing an epic cape pose.

The beautiful seas glowed from the silver moon. Such a sight to behold for Franklin. When he saw a sliver of sunlight emerge from the horizon, he pretended to yawn and surrendered back into his chambers. Luckily, no one was awake, not even a guard. He entered his bed and put on his Limiter after a few minutes. If his body isn't body temperature, then he'll suffer from hypothermia when he reverts into a half-human. When he felt his organs reactivate, his stomach immediately grumbled. The half-zombie's eyes felt like they just woke up from a good nights rest. It was because the Life Parasite's healing factor kept him in peak condition. He took off his blanket and opened the door. Much to his surprise, Amihiha was there, holding a plate of cooked meat.

"Good morning, Franklin!" she shouted jubilantly.

Initially, h had both a surprised and a confused face.

When did Amihiha wake up? The boy said to himself.

Master must be hungry after training with Master Ramses The tall girl subconsciously said.

Instead of dwelling in the question, the half-zombie decided to indulge in Amihiha's breakfast. He loved his new friends. Ramses was mature as well as an effective teacher, Amihiha was the kind and helpful, and Emiline is a cute girl with a cute tsundere attitude.

May Len

Age: Late 20s

Species: Human

Height: 5'6"

Weight: 150 lbs.

Occupation: King Vessel, Animator

Hair Color: Black

Eye Color: Dark Brown

Nationality: Australian

Djinn: Asmodeus

Likes: Art, drawing, animating, ponies, fedoras, his wife, supernatural

Weaknesses: playing Video games

Dislikes: Wars, anything that disturbs peace, Black Rukh

Hobbies: Collecting MLP figures

Special Skill: Breakdancing

Type of Women preferred: "No one but my wife"

Person he has on his mind: Holly. Also, Franklin.

Most Important Thing: Ukulele

Background Info

May Wa Len is an Australian artist and animator, as well as a good friend of Franklin during his time in the Youth Group of his Youth Church. Though he had a harsh past involving dropouts and being with druggies, May is nonetheless strong willed and moral. He shares Franklin's fascination with the supernatural, though May has a bigger sense of reality than Franklin due to his age. He stayed in Vancouver for a while with his girlfriend, Holly. They later moved back to Australia and they later got married. Before they got married, Holly guided May into a hidden dungeon and he conquered it, gaining Asmodeus. His katana is a collectible he got from his parents and Asmodeus, sensing how meaningful the sword was to him, entered in it. They come back to Vancouver with a mission: gently steer Theo from depravity.

Personality

May is laid-back, friendly, and rather goofy at some points. He is kind, and even if he had a bad past, he doesn't let it define who he is. He is moral as he is religious in Christianity and remains loyal to his religion even when he learned of the Rukh. Like most good people, May hates wars and he believes his role as a King Vessel serves the purpose to stop wars and unite all people under his benevolence alongside his fellow kings. He loves his wife dearly, and cares for Franklin like a distant brother. He can be serious at certain times.

Abilities

Despite being a normal artist and animator, he has decent flexibility from doing breakdancing and is shown to have some skill with a katana. His creativity matches with his battle wit, though it is yet to be shown. It is unknown whether he mastered his Djinn or not, but a simple export of his Djinn power was strong enough to keep Theo delayed.

Appearance

May has a hipster appearance, donning a fedora with a purple dress shirt and a black vest. He wears blue skinny jeans and white sneakers. He has tanned skin and has a small mustache and goatee, emphasizing his hipster appearance. His body is toned and slender.

Preview of Asmodeus

Asmodeus is a fire Djinn and so far has the ability to summon bright blue flames. The blue flames can burn or eat Magoi, as shown when it can overpower Theo's Borg. His real form may be revealed in the future and as of now, May's mastery of his Djinn is unknown.

A/N: Thanks for reading. I appreciate some reviews, honest ones are greatly appreciated.