Will be Busy for 'bout a week. May or may not update stories! But just in case;

look out for any updates! Thanks and here's chapter four!

Blade's POV(old BC)

"Um.." I stare a while. Should I be scared, patient, honest?

"Oh. Hey. We need to talk. About... trust issues. Follow me.", Berserk says. The girls tail her and I obey also, we walk down yet another hall. Better not anger them more, if not at all.

Trust

There it is. The dark room. Well, I can't forget that huge spotlight lamp that shines over a chair. They gesture towards the chair. What's up with chairs and all these random dark rooms?

I sit, waiting for further instructions.

Berserk steps forward, "So, although we may have.. discussed about the whole new 'arrangement', we still need something more. Like a..."

"Brace?"

"Yes. Good one Brat. Yes, like a brace. Meaning, we need more back up reasons or some what of a comfort to this all. After all, you could be a spy or even a robot. Who knows, besides you. And soon, us."

They strap me into the chair with some ropes and flash the light in my face.

"Don't worry, this is just some interrogation we have to do to be sure."

"But-"

"Yes, I know. Before I even accepted you into our hideout we talked and blah, blah, blah. This is extra insurance, hold still. If you do turn against us, we'll either kill you, or maybe even your loved ones."

"What loved ones?"

"Whatever, let's just start."

The Breaker

"What do you think girls? She seems honest, and seems to have lost all connections with any past acquaintances.."

"Well Berserk, we can't accept just like this. We need to.. include the 'Breaker'. What do you think Blue?"

"I say she's fine, but I guess we should have the 'Breaker', cause, you know.. we don't know for sure."

After a while Berserk finally agrees to whatever the 'Breaker' was, "Fine. Let's hurry."

The Oath

The shooting pain shot up through my veins. It's hard restraining the urge to scream but it's for the best.

Gasping Brat speaks, "Oh my god, you passed. Without any shouts. Ugh, I told you Ber."

"Whatever. Now it's time for the oath. Get the knife."

Candles light, their voices hushed, and the weird dark auras that shine with their personal colors.

There's a chill in the room. I notice they're wearing dark robe things with hoods.

They clear their throats and start chanting, with signature colored orbs glowing on their hands as they read from a floating book. The walls and floor and ceiling seem to have disappeared, as if we were in the open sky. They begin;

"Do you, new member, take the oath? Swear on your own life, and any other possible loved one's lives as well? Do you promise to devote yourself to the evil of the world? Even let any evil presence control and guide you into your new fresh life? Let the light and power of good and your old self to leave, until needed, which it shouldn't at all?"

"Yes. I swear on my life, on any others. I devote myself to any evil in the world. Let it's presence control and guide me to my new life. I shall let the light and power of good and my old self to leave until I need it most, which shouldn't happen."

"So, you accept you new name, Blade? Accept your new life of death and night horrors? Even accept the thought of killing the ones you may have known before? If you do, your blood shall enter into the presence of the evil sources and leave the good until you die. Accept now or never, or to be killed instantly. If you break this, every known horror and evil shall take you away. But if you kill someone as a sacrifice, you are to stay, even if it's a loved one. But you will be shamed and live as if it were hell, you accept the painful debt?"

"I accept everything; my new name, life and the thoughts of killing anyone I've known before. I will let my blood enter any dark or evil source and leave good until I shall die. I accept now. If I ever break this, I understand I will have to kill for a sacrifice of my own, a loved one. And I will be shamed and live in a hell. The painful debt is acknowledged but I accept."

The cold chill comes back again as they..er float down. The walls and floors and ceiling comes back to view and they're holding the book and a knife.

"Alright. Brat hold her down. Brute, knife. You know what to do. You're right handed right?"

I nod and Brat comes over and holds my right wrist down.

Brute hold up a silver knife with an empty socket in the center of the black handle. Berserk holds the book open faced (on a blank page) under my arm.

"This might hurt. Hold still so the pain will go away faster." She places the blade against my wrist line. Then she presses it deeper and deeper into my skin... until a thin red drop of blood appears on the blades tip. I also notice that the empty socket from the handle frame now has a dark colored Emerald..

She continues to make a slit, and I start to flinch.

It doesn't hurt that much, but it does stung a little. Brute lets the drop of blood fall into the book's page.

The book.. glows.

Berserk stands up and tucks the book into her cloak, "We're done. Here, take this and pour it over the cut, it should help." They all get up and clean up.

"That's it?"

They nod.

"Easy huh? You seemed to take that well.", Brute stashes the knife into her own robe. Before she tucks it away, I see that the Emerald is missing.

"What's with the Emerald? You know, on the knife?"

"Oh, that's just representing you. Like your color or soul or presence. You know, something like that."

"What's yours?"

"Jade. Brat's is Sapphire. Berserk's is ruby."

"Oh, cool. So.. now what?"

She turns, "We train of course. We have to be ready for anything."

"This soon?"

"Yes. Let's go."

End

To be Continued!

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