Supernatural: Chronicles of the Order 5

Chapter 7: The Trainfell Special, Part 1

(DISCLAIMER: No, I don't own Supernatural because it belongs to Eric Kripke and Warner Bros. So, enjoy the show! Rated M for graphic violence, adult content, and adult language.)

It was a calming day as I was seeing Yasuchika tuning his shamisen while staying here in the castle. Even though it had been two days since my birthday party with some who shared it, I was still noticing the remains of the picnic table that was broken after using my raw power to grow a slice of pie. When I noticed a royal guard from Clavell Valley approaching, they were persistent into finding the wayward minstrel immediately as they weren't about to take no for an answer anytime soon. Yasuchika was adamant into resisting as he put away his shamisen and saw the royal guard from Clavell Valley standing firm into retrieving him in their journey to take him back to where he truly needs to get to. Still, I had to intervene in this situation as I didn't want things to get out of hand too much.

"It had to be them, hadn't it?" said Yasuchika as he was glaring at the presence of the Clavell Valley royal guard. "I hate to burst your bubble, but I won't be going back home again."

"This isn't about just taking you home, little brother," said the leader of the royal guard as he was dressed in cerulean clothing with gold armor. "This is about going to the annual Gathering Festival in Trainfell."

"You know that I won't be going there, Yorukaze. Besides, after falling out with Dad for a while, you know that there nothing good will ever come out of it."

"If it's about Yotsuna trying to take over the throne again, she's backed out on it ever since she married one of the high ranking officials who was in exile from Chugoku's capital. This time, the Gathering Festival is about to begin tomorrow and our reputation is hanging by a thread right now."

"Yasuchika, ever since you left two years ago, our reputation as a family bringing honor to Clavell Valley has plummeted after you flew the coop. As for what we got word from, you stayed in Shilla while dressing as a minstrel earning coins and table scraps."

"Well, it's better than hearing Yotsuna complaining about having bugs crawling all over her when we don't see them on her body."

"Don't make fun of our sister! Even though she's not in fine fettle, she has to worry about her husband suffering from a brain tumor, two young sons that are drafted into the Alecrian Army, and Dad teetering on the edge of buying the farm. I'm telling you again, little brother, come home."

The words coming from Yorukaze echoed my resistance into coming home myself as I was fearing the worst outcome coming from Darbus and his soulless dolls three months back. The memories and effort to keep everything as is once had haunted my very being as I was vowing to force Yasuchika to go back home to Clavell Valley where he needs to be. When I saw him glaring at his older brother, who was wanting him to return to his family, I felt the memory of my resistance coming back in full force as I didn't want the same thing to happen again. With swift action, I decided to intervene after all as I grabbed the shamisen that Yasuchika had and held it further away.

"Hey! Give it back!" I heard him yell as he was rushing to take it away.

"Your family wants you to return home and this is the thanks they get?!" I yelled angrily as I noticed Yasuchika cringing in front of me. "You should be ashamed of yourself and your actions after all that trouble you caused in your homeland!"

"They never paid attention to me! They just view me as a doormat all the time, so I left for Shilla and spent my two years playing the minstrel that you know today. I stood away because I got fed up with all the drama in Clavell Valley and it's not my time to go back home. I'd rather be anywhere but in my homeland because nothing good will ever come out of me going back."

"You're not the only one who ran away from the true intentions that were plastered in stone. You haven't gotten your name smeared by someone who views you to be a constant threat all the live long."

"And what makes you so different?"

"Almost ten months ago, I was forced to flee with my family in tow after Darbus Toller forced an ultimatum on me to either leave or suffer the consequences of having a bounty on my head, which turned out to be a scare tactic to keep me away. Having me flee this planet did more harm than good when Darbus unleashed havoc in the form of his artificial creations that caused misery in the seaside town of Vanizia, caused genocide and slaughter in Kabizashi, and sent a suicide bomber to destroy a teahouse in Akatsuki. There were those who suffered from the fear of being killed if my name and family were mentioned, but Ginryu and the rest of the higher-ups in the Order never lost their faith into getting me back and it was helpful to the end. As for your predicament, you're not only one of the keepers of the Holy Guild, but you're also next in line of becoming the Chieftain of your region as well. As for the proposal for marriage, Deok-Su of Shilla will be your bride-to-be in which the both of you will have a much daunting task at hand."

"Alright, I get your point, but can I get my shamisen back?"

I set down the shamisen in front of Yasuchika as he picked it up in his hands. In a unanimous form of bringing one to return home, I now had my reasons to take part into escorting the wayward minstrel home where he belongs as I had my work cut out for me so far. With Yorukaze and the rest of the Clavell Valley royal guard ready to collect what they came to get, they noticed Deok-Su coming forth as she noticed Yasuchika cringing to my words of concern and warning. She also had a feeling that she would soon be coaxed back towards Shilla as she couldn't be on the run forever. She also noticed Tirzah coming into the castle grounds as she had her backpack full of snacks for the ride to Trainfell, for this mission was a long one indeed.

"So, are you ready to go with your new groom?" she asked.

"I'm one of the keepers of the Holy Guild, aren't I?" answered Deok-Su. "Still, my family doesn't know about this, so it's tight-lipped."

"Actually, everyone knows, including your family in Shilla, in which I told them about your status as one of the keepers of the Holy Guild."

"If this gets ugly, then I have my role as a hunter on the backup plan."

"Actually, the job of a hunter doesn't pay the bills unless you're part of the Order of Letters, of course."

"You're no fun..."

And so, the journey to Trainfell was the start of what was about to be more complex as I had my work cut out for me a little too much. Still, work was work as I was most likely to be put on my first mission away from Kanto Village in a long time, for it was security detail all the way…

General Arbogast was in a hospital bed in the castle's infirmary wing as he was still recovering from a bad stomachache that he had two days ago. Even though it went against everyone's wishes to send him here, he wasn't about to get away from the upcoming bedside manner he was receiving as he noticed Reuben coming in here with a tray of food. The sight of roast beef with vegetables unnerved him as he wanted the Iron Healer to take it away and replace it for stale crackers and water instead. The mentioning of the crackers were his own godsend as he wanted to bite into one of them right away instead of gorging himself on a home-cooked meal.

"I didn't ask for roast beef," he said angrily as he was itching to throw a bedpan at Reuben.

"Throw that and I'll make sure that Dean rips you a new one complete in a body cast and a catheter attached to what's between your legs," he said sternly.

"You have the gall to give me stuff that is fit for the people instead of the usual crackers I wanted, so I refuse to eat it."

"You're not getting into them after Dean threatened to sog them and flush them down the toilet. He's not too happy with you being here after you nearly tried to ruin Sam's birthday party two days ago. The big topper of it all is when you devoured the leftover cake for the workers while diving into a slice of chocolate cake and getting a stomachache afterwards. It's a cruel irony, but your motive of temptation trumps the motive of stale crackers and water, for it's a very unhealthy diet for a man your age. It's also the breakfast of champions for emaciated supermodels until the Medical Corps and the Intergalactic Fashion Committee banned them from strutting on the catwalk."

"The people come first before ourselves, Reuben, you know that!"

"There will be consequences for you if you don't eat a home-cooked meal while you pine for stale crackers all the live long. I looked into your health chart and the diagnosis is not good. From what I heard from your subordinates, you suffer from lack of nutrients, dizzy spells, and even fatigue. Those deficiencies aren't just part of the cracker effect, they're also a trigger into messing up your metabolism in general. In the end, it's better if you took the food instead of downing crackers on a daily basis."

"I'd rather see the people take the home-cooked meal instead. Besides, the people will always come first before our own needs and that's my final stance to keep it that way. As for Sam, he better watch his ass if he wants to get by on a daily basis by putting the people first.""

"If you deny this, then I'll have no other choice but to puree your food and put it through a feeding tube that would be attached to your stomach soon. As for what you say about Sam, he's been through a hell of a lot worse than what you perceive to be. We all have to put our needs first just like needs of others or else we won't function as a whole again."

General Arbogast reluctantly agreed to take the food that was set on his table as he began to eat it slowly. Still, he wasn't about to give up his cracker habit anytime soon, but he was watched hawkishly by Reuben. The impact on him was weighing heavily on him as he wasn't about to get away after suffering from a stomachache two days ago. By taking a bite of roast beef, he was not chewing it as he was also hating it due to the fact that he wanted the people to be put first, but it wasn't happening. The blowhard was at the mercy of the Iron Healer as he was in for a rude awakening until his recovery soon enough…

I made my way towards the station as I was packed up for the journey. With Yasuchika, Deok-Su, and the Clavell Valley Royal Guard in tow, we were going towards the train that was heading for Sgriccia as we all got on board. It was also the first time I didn't have any backup or so I thought as I noticed Kevin sitting in one of the passenger cars with his gaze set on me during my field mission. As usual, I didn't want him to come along as I was itching to have him thrown out of the train, but it would be going against regulation in the long run. By the time the train started up, I was stuck with Kevin throughout the entire trip as he was there on bodyguard duty so far, for I wasn't about to wriggle out of his gaze anytime soon.

"Why can't I travel without the usefulness of escort on my missions for once?" I said as I sat down in the same passenger car with Kevin. "It's bad enough that I've been put under the microscope from General Arbogast, but I prefer to do this mission alone."

"If you did that, then Dean will have both of our asses," he answered. "It may not be my say, but I can't let you out of my sight anytime soon and that's a fact."

"Once again, the short leash is on me during this mission..."

"Oh, come on; it can't be that bad," said Tirzah as she entered into the passenger car with her backpack in tow. "Besides, you can't go alone and backup is your best bet."

"There's no privacy for me, is there?" I was getting testy as I didn't want Kevin to come with me on this trip. "In the end, there's no trust when it comes to me going alone without any backup whatsoever."

"And what about those who have their undying support for Darbus Toller as a martyr?" he said as he wasn't backing down. "Some of the members of the Cross Corps told me about the second branch of the Toller Family wanting revenge against you." He fishes out a tablet as he shows it to me. "Even though Reinhardt is in prison, his son and daughter are amping up the pressure to resume production of the Master Race as planned. The son, Gottfried, is a devout supporter of Darbus' way of bringing the Master Race while he has an affection for his sister, Grimhilde. Both of them have an incestuous relationship that even rivals that of Severin and Sylvana, but this so-called 'pureblood' tactic isn't something to be ignored. From what I gathered, they're running the factories that hadn't been destroyed yet, which can be a problem for those who bear a grudge against Darbus' martyrdom. As for your details, you can complain as much as you want, but I'm not about to go down because of the fact that the Toller Family will always bear a grudge againt you for Darbus' death, which was at the hands of his daughter. Even though you weren't involved in his humiliation, some of the Tollers view you as a threat to their prominence and fear tactics. Now that the storm's out of the way, we should focus on the mission at hand, shall we?"

I didn't say another word as I was at the mercy of Kevin and his staunch stance on remaining as my bodyguard for the whole trip to Trainfell. By the time the train stopped at Sgriccia, we were getting out with our company as we were going into a bullet train that was on its way to Trainfell as planned. It had been a while since I rode one as I sat down and buckled up with Kevin sitting next to me in the seat near the window. The both of us were on the bullet train as we noticed Deok-Su and Yasuchika sitting in the seats in front of us. By the time it left Sgriccia, it took off in the underwater tunnel that never changed as we saw the same scenery that was more beautiful on the bottom than any other scenery in the galaxy. The sight of tropical fish and humpback whales swimming underwater was a sight that I loved to see as I enjoyed the splendor of what I saw so far.

By the time I noticed the aquatic scenery change to that of the shoreline and sky, I noticed that I was staring at the scenery of Clavell Valley's coastal town of Tanzaku before as we were seeing some of the beachgoers setting up their picnics to enjoy the ocean. The trip through the town was enticing until we finally stopped towards Trainfell as the bullet train pulled up at the station the moment we all got off and stretched our legs. By the time Yasuchika stepped out, he was noticing some of the festival monitors setting up shop as they were ready to start it off right away. In his eyes, nothing good would ever come out of him returning as he saw several onlookers stare at him while he had his musical instruments in tow.

"Prince Yasuchika, it's been two years since you left home," said one of the onlookers as he was preparing grilled eel for the tourists. "It's never the same without you and the gods answered our prayers at the last minute."

"I'm only here briefly," he said. "After this, I'll leave for either Shilla or Kanto Village."

"Your sister, however, had to be put towards Helgaard Citadel on Efrafa after causing an uproar about her perceived delusions about bugs crawling all over her and it helped."

"Really?" Joy sprang within Yasuchika as he was relieved to hear the news about his sister being put away to Helgaard Citadel on Efrafa. "No more complaints about bugs or germs! No more frequent handwashing or long stays in the bathroom! No more complaints about things out of order or counting things slowly! It's like some of the people in Shilla said to me when people with obsessive compulsive behavior are the slowest form of people on the planet. Oh, hell yeah! No more obsessive compulsive stupidity! Thank the Maker for getting rid of a constant threat and-"

Without warning, Yasuchika was struck in the jaw by Kazuo, who was here on business, as he was reeling from the blow he received while he saw his instrument box fly open and on display. Getting up on his feet, he noticed the stringed instruments all scattered as he picked them up carefully and placed them back into the box while closing it up. Turning around, he was at the mercy of Kazuo as he wasn't too fond of his behavior towards those who suffered from mental illness and obsessive compulsive disorder was one of those things that got out of hand.

"How dare you?!" said Kazuo as he was itching to attack Yasuchika again with his fists. "How dare you mock the mentally ill who get thrown into the lion's den that is known as Helgaard Citadel on Efrafa?! You should be ashamed of what you act like after talking about your sister like that! And you call yourself a peer to this realm?! You should be better off being monster fodder on Kaijirin and the Duval Family sure likely to feast on foolish hearts of those who mock others for their mental disorders and put them on a negative display!"

"But Yotsuna's a loon!" yelled Yasuchika. "Every day, she always becomes obsessive over germs, bugs, and perfection. I took the full brunt of what she doled out, but the best freedom is leaving Clavell Valley for Shilla so I wouldn't have to hear of her stupidity ever again! In a way, I'm more than glad that she's put away at Helgaard Citadel…, or to put it bluntly, I'm blessed to see the annoying crazy person get shafted before I got here."

"You better watch your mouth before I break all of your teeth in it. You may think that having your mentally ill sister get put away in Helgaard Citadel on Efrafa is a blessing, but it can also be a curse as well. Even though there are those you put down for their mental illnesses, there are those who are struggling to stay afloat and that includes those who are suffering from clinical depression. Mental illness isn't something that you can laugh at or put down because of the fact that it not only harms those who suffer from such a debilitating disorder, but it also puts harm and strain on others as well." Kazuo points at me as he was not waivering in his stern lecture against Yasuchika. "You see Sam in the clear already? Well, he's not in the clear because of the fact that he was diagnosed with clinical depression and it hurts him more than anything. It even hurts him a lot more than those who put him down all the time, so I suggest that you pay attention to what you say about those who suffer from mental illness because it's unhealthy for what can happen next."

Yasuchika didn't say another word as he was shaking with fear. He was at the further mercy of Kazuo as he noticed him to be someone who cared for the concerns of those who suffered from mental illness or disorders altogether. Still, he had a lot to answer for as he stared at me for the longest time in which he didn't poke fun of me just yet. Instead of getting to mouth off towards me, he felt pity for my plight as he was now concerned about those who suffered in silence about the mental illnesses that were bottled up for all this time. When Deok-Su noticed us staring at Kazuo, who was on business, she never expected the Medic General of the Medical Corps to show up around here as this turn of events was about to get a little more complicated than normal.

"It's strange to see Director Mitani to be here, but having you getting punched by him isn't cheeky, either," she said as she saw Yasuchika feeling at the injury on his jaw. "In a way, you got what you deserved after poking fun at those who suffer from mental disorders."

"I only vented my victory against my sister because she often talks about having bugs crawling all over her and even complaining about germs everywhere," he answered. "As for what Kazuo told me about Sam, his condition raises more red flags than the royal guard. I also need to verify about what he went through after getting clocked by that High Elf earlier."

"Still, we need to see the rest of your family in which this festival is something that hinges on the reputation of what they represent. Also, there's a ramen stand that serves a nice meal here that is similar to the one in Kanto Village."

Yasuchika couldn't say no to this endeavor as he was put under the rules of his family once again. Still, he was in Trainfell, but he also had to see more of his family's problems as it was going to be hell for him on his trip home in a long time. It was a mixed bag full of tricks, but when Yasuchika stared at me for the longest time, he felt more pity for my situation more than anything as he saw the downside of mental illness in the form of what was going on so far, for this wasn't the very end of it anytime soon…

I was going towards the hotel as I noticed it to be a place filled with capsule pods for those with the minimal form of travel. When I was in the lobby, I paid for my room for the night as I went towards the designated pod I climbed into. It was spacious as I was laying down after enduring the long train ride. I was comfortable in the pod bed until I felt an uneasy feeling take over my psyche. In that moment, I heard a whooshing sound as if I was being hauled towards space. In such a frightful panic, I was feeling the pinch of being shoved out of the airlock on the Kurokage as it was too much for me in such a fearsome notion indeed. The numbness within me was more than enough to have me switch to another hotel as I feared the worst in mind. The closed space within me in this hotel pod was making me feel scared out of my mind until I began to realize that it was all in my head and not try to worry about it too much. With the terror behind me, I was ready to relax until I heard a tapping on the pod door.

Sitting up in such a cramped space, I crawled towards the pod door as I saw Kazuo standing in front of the entrance. He was adamant into overseeing my own health after he punched Yasuchika in the jaw earlier as he was concerned about my mental state and well-being. Even though I wanted to ignore him, he was still standing there as he wasn't to budge from his position anytime soon. He sensed a growing fear and terror germinating within me as he refused to go away until I managed to come out of my hotel pod and face him.

"What do you want this time?" I asked as I opened up the pod door and piled out of it. "If it's about Yasuchika's behavior towards those who are struggling to fight their mental illness, then it'll have to wait."

"I wasn't here to reprimand the young prince," answered Kazuo. "I came to oversee you."

"I'm tired, Kazuo. You know that other things are waiting in the wings, so I suggest that you get back to work."

"And what about your own predicament, Sam? From what I heard, General Arbogast kept poking at you for not making enough effort to do more for the people in which it is the root of an upcoming mental breakdown in your overall health."

"I faced off against General Arbogast twice in which he still gets pissed that I don't pay enough attention to the little guy and the other needs of the people who lost everything in the towns of Kabizashi, Akatsuki, and Vanizia. I should be paying attention to the progress of those towns anyway after what Darbus and his soulless dolls did nearly ten months ago."

"Ginryu has dispatched members of the four soldier corps into those towns months ago and he hasn't stopped into making sure that the people who were displaced in them will return in a safe environment than it once was before the incidents. Let us focus on the repair work in those towns for once and not let you worry too much."

"The people come first, Kazuo, not us. Even if we put ourselves first, we leave out those who are in much dire need than ourselves in general."

"The person that you need to worry about is yourself. Lately, you put the needs of others over your own and it puts you in such a bad state indeed. It's unhealthy and it hurts so badly."

"They suffered the worst ever since Darbus Toller came to prominence and smeared my reputation in my exile on Shiganshina. I can't let that happen to anyone ever again, even if it meant by putting myself last at every turn of the way."

"If my brother heard that coming from you of all people, he would turn in his grave. He kept you focused during your training in the Mitani Clan's homestead, but it all went down the toilet the moment you turn tail and fled, only to see the aftermath of the damage that Darbus had caused. You need to put yourself first instead of worrying too much for the needs of the people because that's our job as part of the Order of Letters. As for General Arbogast's predicament, he's better off at the hands of Reuben, who keeps giving him home-cooked meals instead of crackers. It also seems that he's improved his observance of those who suffered from mental disorders since he saw your medical records and your diagnosis of clinical depression isn't pretty."

"It never is..."

I was ready to go back into my hotel pod until I felt the same crippling fear from before tearing me up inside. The memory of Rodney Grellis trapping me in a space coffin and nearly shoving me out of the airlock of the Kurokage was more than enough to cause more problems within my psyche. I couldn't get the image of my brush with death out of my head as I was trying to fight the fear that was keeping me prisoner. Even Kazuo was concerned about my mental state as I was facing my worst fear of being trapped in the space coffin. By the time I finally crawled back into my hotel pod, I managed to stave off the fear that crippled me as I didn't want it to rule me for the rest of my days.

"You should find another place of lodging for the night instead of this cramped space for a hotel room," said Kazuo. "You're developing a hint of claustrophobia after what happened to you on your trip home from Shiganshina."

"Who told you this?" I asked suspiciously.

"Dean told me about your near-death experience when Rodney Grellis stowed away on the Kurokage. He also told me about how he caught the bastard who tried to shove you out of the airlock in which he used that deplorable x-eye on you to create the illusory memories in the trap he set upon you. In the end, you may have escaped death, but the repercussions in your psyche are more than enough to push the reset button in your mind. Even Reuben noticed you sulking in fear after what you went through, but you can also thank Dean and Kevin for pulling a fast one on you just to let you regain your humor again. It may have helped you, but you have a long way to go after what you've gone through over the years. In the long run, your life is on the line, Sam, and you can't just function half-cocked. You have to go for the whole thing if you want to stay sane from the mental breakdown you would suffer from in the later years."

"Who would suffer a mental breakdown in the later years, Kazuo?" asked an elderly man as he was dressed in royal garb. "I see that you never changed since the ouster of former Director Yano, do you?"

The elderly man in royal garb was a spry one as he was filled with fancy and other things. When I got out of my hotel pod, I stood in front of him as he was most likely to be someone who had more charisma than what I had so far. The man himself had a lot of experience with dealing with those with mental issues as he was no stranger to what he had in his family so far. It was troubling for his dilemma, but he had to deal with what was there as the Gathering Festival was already in full swing with a side order of drama on the table.

"The gods gave you clearance just to see things after my failed attempt to keep my daughter from going to Helgaard Citadel on Efrafa," he said.

"And Helgaard Citadel is one of the worst mental facilities that ever sprang up in the entire Ashizoka System," said Kazuo. "The mental institution is flawed and it shows."

"And you plan on issuing background checks on the staff at Helgaard Citadel, but is met by deaf ears, no thanks to the Efrafan government that runs things like a police state."

"Speaking of mental cases, we have one here in person." Kazuo stares at me as he was concerned for my overall health. "You heard of Sam Winchester before, but he's here on business in Trainfell."

"It's an honor to meet you, Your Majesty," I said as I shook the Chieftain's hand.

"You're tense in which is a sign that your mental state is beginning to crack while the news about the upcoming prizefight between Cain and Ailnoth is looming in the distance. In the long run, you brought back my son after his absence of being in Shilla for two years after dealing with Yotsuna and her neurotic episodes all the live long and that includes with having her husband lying on his deathbed after dealing with that repugnant tumor in his brain."

"According to Yasuchika, Yotsuna was the obsessive compulsive one in which he despised her mental state."

"Then he should've been more considerate for those who suffered from mental disorders and illnesses. No wonder Kazuo had the gall to clock him in the jaw for his behavior, but the fists he carries are so fearsome that no demon has ever went up against him. The Brandings of God pack not only a wallop, but they can also poison you if you're not careful. Luckily, Kazuo had an antidote for my foolish son made in which he decided not to poke at those who suffered from mental conditions after all."

"Good for him..."

I was shocked to hear that from the Chieftain of Clavell Valley as I glanced at Kazuo, who remained stern in his demeanor. The brandings on his arms were proof that he wasn't about to be messed with as I also feared such repercussions if I tried to challenge him in a brawl or fistfight. Still, we had so much to do as the Gathering Festival was more than enough to keep us happy and further away from the wrath of General Arbogast and his cracker habit. By the time we went outside, we saw a parade filled with floats and marching bands as they were celebrating the Gathering Festival in droves. Even the townsfolk and tourists were impressed to see the huge turnout that was everywhere in Trainfell as the concession stands were bustling with activity. It wasn't long until I noticed a familiar trio of Draaza men at work at their booth as they were busy churning out baked goods for the tourists and townsfolk, for this wasn't the first time that I saw them so far.

"Hey, Ranquin," said one of the Draaza men as he was placing some cinnamon buns in the display case. "Isn't that the guy who rode on Barca and won the long stretch in the Dynamite Warg Race almost two months ago?"

"It could be another guy, Banquo," he said as he was busy manning the cash register.

"No, seriously; it's the same guy who rode Barca in upsetting the favorite Femto in which a light shined from the sky when they sprinted to victory."

"Are you sure about this? I bet that Goneev is concerned about churning more dough for the baked goods instead of seeing the public."

"I heard that," he said as he was washing his hands in the sink while putting on plastic gloves over them. "Besides, Sam's here to stay and it's been over a month since Darbus' demise and everyone is a hell of a lot more happier than anything."

"Huzzah! Three cheers for Sam Winchester for coming back home to Alecrast."

"Don't get your hopes up just yet. Besides, the second branch of the Toller Family is wanting to tear Sam up for what has happened after Darbus' downfall. Gottfried and Grimhilde Toller are still running the soulless dolls that were crafted by the insane bastard, but they keep things in secret from those who are looking to destroy the legacy of the Master Race that was left behind."

Ranquin was shanking in his boots as he was fearing the worst of what the remaining dolls of Darbus' Master Race could enact. The retaliation from those who supported Darbus Toller and his ideals was very high as such talk about them was something that can never be ignored, even after his death at the hands of his daughter, Darla. With the three Draaza men still going about their business, they noticed a young man with blond hair and blue eyes waltz towards their booth unannounced as he had the same smirk of malicious intent on his face. The Draaza trio also saw some of the artificial women that Darbus once paraded around surround the young man as he was ready to cause mischief in one slow stride at a time.

"I see that the three impurities are still setting up shop everywhere you go," he said.

"What the hell are you doing here, Gottfried?" asked Goneev as he was not too happy to see the young man come here unannounced. "You know that your cousin's dead and is sleeping with the asteroids."

"I'm here to deliver a warning to Sam Winchester."

"Yes, yes he is," said the women in unison as they surrounded Gottfried.

"No, no you're not," said Ranquin defensively. "You're not doing a damn thing to Sam and that's it!"

"He was the one who had my father imprisoned the moment his mutt tore off his arm and had it replaced with a prosthetic," said the young man. "As for the impending danger, there's a prizefight between two Knights of Hell that is about to commence in which the outcome will destroy this planet and others that surround it."

"Are you talking about the battle between Cain and Ailnoth?" asked Banquo.

"They were poised to fight it out just as Michael battled Lucifer in the Ancient Days. It's the moment that they will fight one another to the finish, for this is the will of what is intended."

The Draaza trio saw Gottfried and his artificial women leave as they were staring with sour looks on their faces. The presence of the one from the Toller Family's second branch made them feel uneasy as they were trying not to let this minor incident damper their moods in the Gathering Festival. When they saw me coming towards the stand, they were floored to see me as they found me to be a better bet than what they saw earlier. It was something that was a relief to see as I had a lot more to do so far. Still, the presence of Gottfried arriving here was more than enough to put one on edge as the Draaza trio were most likely to be fearing the worst, for things were getting a lot more complicated than normal.

"It's been a while since we last saw you," said Ranquin.

"It seems that the three of you know plenty of trouble," I said.

"Earlier, we saw Gottfried display those artificial women who once surrounded Darbus before his demise," said Banquo. "It's as if he's itching to add fuel to the fire after hearing of the latter getting killed in space."

"I heard of Gottfried and his reasons to continue the legacy that was left behind by Darbus and Reinhardt. Still, this isn't over for the Toller Family's second branch, but I can't let it get to me."

"Good for you on that part," said Goneev. "Still, you need to watch your back 'cause Gottfried Toller isn't just out for revenge, but for supporting the fight between Cain and Ailnoth. In this bit of a pickle, I hope that nothing bad happens here..."

BOOM!

The sound of an explosion rocked everyone and everything as I rushed towards the site where the plume of smoke was located. By the time I got there, I saw blood and guts splattered everywhere near a set of picnic tables and a food truck as it was a nightmare in the making. I noticed an arm with a detonator device clenched in its hand as it was something that I never expected to show up. It was a suicide bomber as I noticed the rest of its remains being blended with the blood and entrails all over the place in which I noticed the familiar blond hair that went with it. The crowd around me was scared out of their mind as they were being ushered away by the local police force here in Trainfell. It wasn't long until I noticed Kevin sprinting towards me as he was concerned about what was happening so far.

"Dean's gonna be pissed when he sees this," he said to me.

"And this isn't the very end of the Toller Family's reign of terror just yet," I said as I noticed several members of the Medical Corps arriving on the scene. "All this misery is on me and I won't forgive myself for it."

"Looks like Darbus' relatives aren't about to give up their claim to get your ass out of Alecrast just yet."

"Which one of you is Sam Winchester?" asked one of the members of the Medical Corps.

"I am," I said.

"Director Mitani wants you to come with us. It's not safe here after what we noticed earlier."

I didn't argue any longer as I followed the member of the Medical Corps with Kevin in tow. By the time we all got towards a clinic, we saw some of the Medical Corps treating the wounded as they were traumatized by what went on earlier during the Gathering Festival. It was hell as I had a feeling that the Toller Family would retaliate in such a dangerous way indeed. By the time Kazuo came here, he was not too happy with what happened earlier as the news about the suicide bomber blowing up people near the food truck and picnic tables were the last straw that broke the camel's back.

"It seems that the grudge against you has a lot of nasty repercussions in tow," he said.

"I should've stayed at home…," I said as I felt the guilt creeping up on me.

"This isn't your fault, Sam. The one responsible for this has gone into hiding, but his words of warning are more than enough to have the Order and the Alecrian observe and keep an eye on the rest of the Toller Family."

"Darbus Toller is dead, but it seems that one of his relatives is still clinging to his sadistic ideals in mind."

"Gottfried Toller is the son of the convicted criminal, Reinhardt Toller, who nearly destroyed Kanto Village with what was left of Darbus' leftovers. His motives are not only getting revenge against you, but is supporting the fight between Cain and Ailnoth, which is similar to the three archangels in charge supporting the Apocalypse from the Elder Days. We have so many snakes in the garden that we have no other choice but to eradicate them as soon as possible."

"Then I'm being put under the microscope again."

"Hey, it's not that bad," said Kevin. "At least we can protect you when the chips are down."

"Director Mitani!" cried one of the members of the Medical Corps. "There's a problem!"

I rushed outside as I noticed a familiar face being rushed towards the clinic. It was Gethig as he was suffering from his injuries during the blast, for this was another blow of my restoration. The sight of him made my heart drop as I felt concerned about what was happening so far. By the time Deok-Su and Yasuchika arrived to see what was going on in the clinic, they were in for a rude awakening as the aftermath of the suicide bombing was more than enough to act against the evil that was going on so far, whether it was domestic or unnatural.

To be continued...