The pink smoke cleared to reveal the purplenette with the eye-patch and the black girl with the leather clothes. Silver Thorn automatically made sure they were at the right place. An enormous white round machine. A desk with two computers on it and piles of… CDs, Juice cans, snack covers etc. Nice, they were in the right place. Now time to search for the right person. A very certain red-haired was sleeping on the chair, his headphones on, his glasses almost fallen off and a snot popping out of his nose.
Nagi tried to hold her laughter. A tick mark appeared on Silver Thorns' completely blank face. Said female slowly approached the young man and removed his headphones. And then… "IRIE! IT'S SCHOOL TIME!".
"WHOA! Man, I'm late!". The CD pile landed on his head and he fell of his chair. "Ite-te-te-te…". He put on his glasses and took a look around. Blink. Blink. He saw the girls staring at him. "Nagi-chan! Silver Thorn! Wait- WHEN DID YOU COME HERE!?". Nagi resisted the urge to facepalm and at the same time laugh. Even after ten years, her best friend was still following the same antic routine.
"Irie Soichi.", demanded Silver Thorn for some attention. "We have brought the Vongola Rings.".
"Nagi-chan, you will come help us copy the Vongola Rings. Silver Thorn, you can take some rest for now. I will announce the next mission after we are finished.".
"Wait.", said Nagi. "When you are saying we, you don't mean the new one, right?". She couldn't even imagine the idea of him helping. "We should return him in his own era!".
"Well…", shuttered Irie, his infamous stomach ache returning. "Unfortunately, for some sort of reason we can't return him there… And we are going to need his so-".
"Let me guess.", cut Nagi. "Fulmine-san is training him personally?".
"To much of his dislike…". All three people present in the lab sighted. The newest member in their crew is sooo short tempered.
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"Ciaossu, Ninth.". An infant in a black suit and a fedora with a chameleon sitting on it slowly walked towards the old Vongola boss. Around his neck was hanging a yellow crystal pacifier, lowly radiating in the darker than usual office.
"Good evening, Reborn. I have to assign you a new mission. I believe you already know about the recent incident.". Nonos' tone was dead serious.
"You mean the Cradle incident.".
"Not that one.". Reborn frowned. He didn't like not knowing. And he could tell by Nonos' expression that this was a very serious incident.
"What is it, Ninth.".
"The Vongola Rings have been stolen.".
It was an understatement to say that Reborn was shocked. The Vongola Ring have been stolen? "How did this happen?", he demanded.
"We don't know.". That caught the worlds' best hitman off guard. "There are no signs of someone breaking into the location where the Rings were hidden, we have no possible suspects, no traces of the Rings or the thieves, we have no lead at all! However…". Nono stopped to take a breath. "… we are certain for some things. There must have been a group which organized the robbery. We are looking for at least three people. Also, one of them must be an S-rank illusionist. Otherwise they wouldn't be able to get into the location unnoticed.".
"An S-rank illusionist.", Reborn mumbled. "This is bad.".
They remained silent for a moment and that one moment felt like it lasted for centuries.
"Don't worry, Ninth.", Reborn finally said. "I have never failed on a mission".
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"Daemon!", Luna yelled. "There is a package for you on the door.".
Daemon thought this was a joke. "Nufufu. Are you sure, Luna?".
"Si, it writes 'Daemon Spade' on it.". Daemon never doubted Lunas' reading abilities – after all she is a quick learner – so he went out and took the package. A package for me? Does anyone know who I am at the first place?
There was a letter inside the package. Daemon opened it.
First & Second generation Vongola Mist guardian, Daemon Spade,
This package contains some items you are very familiar with. You should protect them with your life, because there are some very powerful people after them. We will send a copy of the items to the Vongola Headquarters, but they will eventually understand that the copies are fake. Raise the children that are with you well. They need knowledge that only you can provide them.
Also, there is an old acquaintance of yours with us. Just so you know.
I know I can count on you.
Fulmine.
Daemon, confused, opened the package. It was a small jewelry box. He opened it. And felt the shock of his life.
Inside the box were the Vongola Rings.
Daemon was on a dilemma. Should he tell the kids about their Dying Will Flames or not?