Poor Baldo... He made a pirate to express his sadness. So before continuing on with the story, I'm going to waste your time and stall with a lesson to make a crying face!

Step 1: Turn on the Caps Lock

Step 2: Type in two Ts with no space. It should look like this. TT

Step 3: Add in ^ or just an _ and don't use any spaces.

Step 4: Without making a space, type in two more Ts just like in step two. You should get a face that looks like it has tears streaming down it's cheeks like a river.

TT^TT or TT_TT

Disclaimer: All I own is the sad turn that this plot has taken and a few OCs.

The fox sighed as he walked through the city. He had checked the sign and found himself to be in Reno, a large casino filled city that was just smaller than and less flashy than Vegas.

"Great, follow the voice inside your head, maybe then good things would come to you when things were already great..." Roy mocked himself.

It's your fault for taking my advice, pup.

"Well I'm sorry, I thought I didn't have a choice in this, if I knew any better, I'd say you were purposely doing this." The young fox huffed as he walked by himself in the early morning. With the whole night spent running, he was tired and wanted to find a park with trees to sleep in.

I'll be honest with you, I don't exactly like you.

Roy ignored the voice of Shotze and continued in his search for trees. Though he couldn't help think that it was starting to be a mutual hatred. After an hour or so of traversing the streets, eventually he found a park with large trees. Ignoring the stares from the citizens, the Gun Blade climbed up the tree and positioned himself in the branches to be in a seated position, back leaning against the trunk with one leg lazily hanging of the branch.

"Finally, peace and quiet."

I'm still here.

"Why must you hate me so..." Roy growled lowly, annoyed by the Kitsune inside.

I am a representation of your vices, pup. Greed, deceit, hatred, and self-loathing.

The young fox's eyes widen at the last item on the list. The words he wanted to shout were caught in his throat, only to get swallowed back down to listen to Shotze's explanation.

Deep down, you hate yourself. And I am merely the median to use that hate. All my little snide remarks are the words buried deep in your Soul.

The young fox stayed silent and closed his eyes, hoping that the events and what had just been told to him were not real. But he was only deluding himself, in the back of his mind, he was telling himself that he was in reality. But the words that told him that were not of his own voice, but merely the second part of his soul.

Sajin arose from his sleep, groggy as usual. He stared at the ceiling for more than an hour before rising and truly waking up. As he stretched his limbs in the room, he scratched the back of his ear and yawned loudly, in return, getting a surprised yelp from Link outside the door.

"Roy, time to wake up." He sighed as he put on his normal clothing. Though he stopped zipping up the hoody when he noticed that complaining was absent from the room. Knowing something was up, the wolf turned around to find he was talking to himself in an empty room. "Maybe he's downstairs already..."

Sajin shrugged off the strange occurrence and continued with his morning routine. After relieving himself of bodily functions, the wolf made his way downstairs to see yet another strange sight, Kanso wasn't passed out on the couch.

"Strange day..." The wolf continued to pass off the occurrences and made his way into the kitchen to prepare breakfast and feed the puppy nipping at his ankles. After cooking scrambled eggs along with bacon and sausage, Sajin waited for the others to run upon the smell of food. Though, of all the people living under this roof, Drake was the only one to come down.

"Good morning, Sajin." The white haired man replied as he took a seat at the table.

"Good morning, Okami. Might ask where my son and Kanso are?" Drake smiled and began to feast on the breakfast.

"I didn't bring Gizmo back home from the bar, so he's probably passed out in a gutter covered in his own vomit." The tone he used was sickeningly cheerful. "As for Roy, I haven't seen him anywhere..."

The wolf stared out the window for a moment to watch the sunrays pour in. The curtains flowed a bit as the morning breezed picked up. THe wolf took in a few sniffs of the air to enjoy the fresh air.

"It seems Kanso is finally home." Just as Sajin answered, the door flung open with a distraught one eyed man barging in.

"Was anyone raped last night?!" The question left both sane men in shocked and disgust.

"Why...?" Drake managed to ask.

"Last night, I saw some guy jump out the window from the second story, so if you guys weren't raped... THEN WE WERE ROBBED!" Before anymore nonsense and fecal matter could spew out of Gizmo's mouth, the wolf punched the man in the jawline, causing him to fly through their wall and the wall of their neighbors.

"That was more satisfying than I imagined... But incase he was telling some truth, I must see if anything is missing." Sajin made his way back into his room and began to focus on objects within the room. Afterwards, he checked through the closet and began to asses the missing objects.

"A pair of Roy's shoes are missing along with one set of pants, shirt, dress shirt, and a coat..." The wolf then realized that among the objects there was another thing missing. "And... Roy."

Sajin fell back onto the bed and felt his heart twist in knots that would be nearly impossible to untie. The thought of losing something he would always protect was becoming his twisted reality. His breathing became sharp as he attempted to calm himself, but to no avail. His son was missing and he was facing life without a major part of his life.

"Sajin, is everything still here? I checked the other rooms, nothing seems to be stolen." Drake asked, walking in on the grieving wolf.

"My son..." He muttered before holding his head in his gloved hands.

Yet again in the dream, the young fox was glaring at the fraction of his Soul. Shotze was grinning again as the stump had Badger Checkers.

"Fuck Badgers and you. I don't want to do anything that relates to you." Roy growled, baring his fangs and eyes glowing red, but no sign of any illusion appearing to mask it.

"Don't be like that, pup, the more you resent me, the more your hatred for yourself increases." The golden furred fox replied, the board game fading away.

"Why the fuck should I listen to you, I disobey and it ends up hurting me, I agree and follow your terms, I end up hurting myself and possibly everyone. Where's the fucking point to all this!?" Roy slammed his hands on the stump, dangerously close to touching the seal.

"Watch were you place your dirty mitts, you can get rid of this curse from sheer anger and stupidity." Upon mention of the seal, the young fox stared at the paper seal. He smirked as he placed his hand to hover it. "Don't move another inch, or I will mangle your body and toss what remains of the carcass aside."

Roy could only stare in horror at the various weapons being pointed at him. He counted around an even number of four different firearms and blades, along with his own Gun Blade form.

"Nine weapons..."

"The same amount of tails I have, Kitsune weapons were sided with Witches for a reason, not only for the small magical capabilities, but along with the perks of multiple weapon forms." Shotze explained as each weapon flashed golden and returned to be furry tails.

Roy retracted his hand and stayed completely still along with silence. He didn't think the golden kitsune was capable of harming him up to that moment.

"Looks like our time is up again, what you choose to do next is your decision, either way, you'll eventually fall."

The fox opened his eyes to see that the sun was directly overhead, the heat beginning to bake him alive, even under the cover of the foliage. He grumbled as he felt the heat surrounding him.

"Stupid Death Damn heat..." Before he could continue to curse at the weather, a lone scream brought him out of his annoyed state. "Fuck, time to work."

The fox ran in the direction of the screams and found large insects that held swords and shields. Roy took a moment to shiver in disgust over the large bugs. He hated insects with a burning passion. "Time to exterminate."

Leaping into combat, the weapon managed to shift his arm into a blade and disarmed the first bug soldier, then executing an upwards slash. Though his cut was ineffective due to the thick exoskeleton. Regardless of the hard armored shell, the fox relentlessly slashed to break his opponent.

It's useless, pup. With the power you posses at the moment, you have no chance to come out of this alive.

"Shut up!" The Gun Blade shouted, scaring the innocent from his outburst directed to his own mind. His animal appearance didn't help calm the crowd, seeing as he was acting like a ferocious predator at the moment. Angered blazed in his eyes as frustration fueled his efforts. The twisted scowl as he attacked with a blade that was his own arm. And all this imagery used for one small foot soldier insect among many.

"Why! Won't! YOU! DIE!" He yelled, causing an even bigger scene then what was already created. It was then that his eyes glowed a brighter crimson, to the point that it was rivaling blood.

"Mekakushi..." His blade glowed the same shade as his eyes as bloodlust filled himself. He ran in again and sliced the head clean off, using the momentum from the first kill to move onto the next, following through one swift motion with great flow. After obliterating twelve of the insects, the glow faded and the fox realized the spree he went on.

"What the fuck was that...?" He looked around him to find that the insects were kishin eggs. Though memories of the kills came back to him, he cut through them like a hot knife through butter and didn't even try.

People tend to cut loose when they put on a blindfold.

"What does that mean?" Roy whispered to himself, finally noticing a few fairy blue souls among the tainted red.

You also managed to kill a couple bystanders among the enemies, all without a care through blinded rage.

Leaving the kishin eggs behind, the fox ran away as fast as he could. Now he had a real reason to leave the academy, he just took the lives of the innocent and didn't even realize it. The only thing trailing his path were the faint drops of tears that only faded over time.

... Yeah, I don't even know how I came to that dark turn. Then again, we're all monsters. I bet someone is crying right now over this chapter...