The fox had beige fur but the fur was only visible from the area between the walked towards spectre. "Who are you? And why do you challenge me?"

"I am Jiro Isamu. I am a great swordsman and wish to find an opponent that can help me improve my skill." His voice clearly conveyed that he was from Japawn

"Fair enough , don't see why not." As he said that, Jiro threw one of his swords to the feet of the showman. The sharp point of the blade planted inside the ground for the spectre to take. "Sorry Carrots, I think I'll be sidetracked for a bit." He pulls the sword out.

"It's okay , I guess. It's your day not mine." The rabbit shrugged still holding the knife in her paws.

"So what are the rules?"

"Fight to the death, use swords and fists, we fight in the ring with honour on the line."

Spectre hands the suitcase he had before to Judy. "Use it as you wish, if I don't have the ability to walk out of here." He walked back to the fox in ninja garbs and shook his head towards the ring. "It shouldn't be in use thus we should be allowed. Right, Mikey?"

"Hey, don't get me involved."

"Fine but keep her covered, while this happens."

"Sure, I'll do that. I do owe you for before."

The two foxes marched towards the large fighting ring that laid in the middle of the large room.

"I saw you fight, let's see if your swordsmanship is just as good."

"I'd think you should be better though. Can I have a sheathe ?" Isamu complied and threw a sheathe for spectre to pick up. "Arigatou , Isamu." The two entered the ring on opposite sides. "How lucky that this ring is massive enough to have a sword fight in it?"

Isamu slowly and meticulously swung his sword around the area in front of him as if trying to concentrate for the fight. Spectre swung it fast to quickly understand its weight and efficacy. Then they both sheathed their blades and bowed, before drawing their swords for combat. "A duel of fates?"

"Not really. Spectre, stop trying, he isn't from around here."

"I noticed," He yelled back. "You should remove your mask to breathe easier." The beige fox complied and pulled his mask up. His mask hung on his neck like a hood and remained there. "Why me?"

"You are the only one who hasn't been injured at all. And your skill is impressive."

"Fair enough." The two foxes held their sword in front of their heads to prepare for any attack. The metal reflected their eyes for the other to see.

"Enough talk, time to fight."

"Good, I like that." Spectre charged at Isamu, his blade twisting to face away from him then swinging counter-clockwise. The beige fox pushed his sword forward and pointed it upwards parrying the strike. As he did that, spectre felt pushed back from the collision. He used this to try and kick his opponent in the stomach but the fox jumped backwards, evading the attack. Now , he pushed towards the kicking vulpine . Spectre saw this happening and rolled in the opposite direction then stood up. Neither landed a single hit but both were impressed. Spectre smiled. "So we still sabre-rattling or shall we cut to the chase?" There was a groan from the audience or more specifically Judy. "What? That was a good one." Isamu used this to try and hit his opponent while he was distracted. Spectre kept looking at the rabbit he was talking to but put his sword on his left side holding his arm over his head and parried the katana swung at him. "Nice try." He used this moment to turn and continue parrying. Isamu kept swinging and striking at the enemy he challenged. The sword kept twisting and turning in the air always having the sharp edge facing towards spectre. 'One two three, one two three.' Spectre started timing the swings of his opponent. Finally, spectre timed the swings one last time and then side stepped the last swing and punched the attacker in the hip. "Too predictable." Then, Jiro started swinging more violently, from all directions with no rhythmic pattern. "Okay, I was a bit hasty with what I was saying." He reacted just in time to parry all of the attacks that were sent his way then just as the swords connected , spectre kicked Jiro's stomach, which caused his sword to turn more horizontally and cut showman's cheek. "Cutting it a bit close there."

"How many puns do you have?" Judy called out.

"Too many, way too many Carrots." To that Judy just covered her face with her paws and lowered both. "I'll restrict myself to how many I think of at the time." He darted towards the other fox clutching his stomach at the moment and swung his sword. "I thought I would swing by."

Judy turned towards the wolf that was with her. "Is he always like that?"

"Yes, and it brings in more money, I really don't know why. Usually it pisses off his opponent but this one is able to keep his cool and have a level head. Luckily both have very high levels of skill so it is still an interesting fight." Judy nodded in acknowledgement then turned back to the fight.

"Hey I hope we're not boring you over here with our life or death situation. It would be such a shame to be overshadowed by the topic of my fucking puns." Spectre called out while facing his opponent. The way that was called out was more playful and hateful. He clearly wanted to just shout something out more than anything. Both swords collided again , now both being in the middle of the ring pushing against the other. Spectre took more steps pushing the ninja fox back more and more. Clearly he was the stronger mammal in the ring for the second time today. This continued until suddenly, the tan vulpine swiped his sword left and then used his hilt to strike at the spectre's face. Spectre did not expect this action so when he tried to evade, he was clipped by the edge scraping his cut cheek. At least now, the two were some distance away and there was a short pause in the fight as both dared the other to inch closer. Then , spectre lowered his guard completely , by putting his sword on his shoulder with his right paw and then raising his left paw , gesturing the other fox to come closer. This caused Jiro to lower his guard and stand back a bit still. "Not what I expected but I'll take it." He waited a couple of seconds to really lower his opponents guard and let him inch slightly closer, still not guarding himself by leaving his sword by his side. "So you're not busy today , are you 'coz I'm just trying to let this fight sink in to me." Isamu shook his head. "Good, good." While speaking he inched slightly closer without being to obvious to close the gap a bit more. "Say, how did you know I wasn't hit?" Jiro pointed towards the ceiling where an unaccessable catwalk rested. "So you watched for free? Ugh just as bad as pirating." When the two were about 4 metres apart, spectre took his chances while Jiro really lowered his guard. He dashed with extreme speeds for the short distance closing the gap in one second flat. As the gap closed, he swung his sword in an overarm swing because of the awkward positioning he had. Luckily for the other fox, there was enough time to bring his own sword up. Spectre expected this and so with his left paw he threw a hook and hit the fox's ribcage . Jiro let out a small groan and flinched slightly from the unexpected attack. It caused the fox to pause for a second, letting Spectral Showman get a second hit in this time in the face. Jiro followed with the punch and rolled to the right. He fell to the floor then rolled away to avoid any possible attacks. When he was about to raise his sword, he realised that his sword wasn't there anymore, it was on the mat beside the spectre. Showman looked down and noticed, he kicked the blade towards Jiro. "Don't live on the edge, pick it up." Jiro picked it up. "Nice work now back to it."

"You have honour, I respect that."

"He speaks, and it was a complement."

"I never said I respect you."

"Ouch that hurt more than this." He pointed to his cheek. The two reset their stances and prepared to continue their fight. Spectre swung his sword on the mat left and right, cutting an x into it. "Cross it I dare you." He then looked away from everyone "It was intended." He slid backwards then pointed his sword towards Jiro. The two dashed at each other again. The two swords clanged as they collided repeatedly. The shear ferocity that Jiro had caused spectre to keep moving back until he reached the edge. "Fuck." As Isamu let out a downward swing, spectre stepped to the left , evading the sword swing. The sword cleanly cut through two of the four ropes, and the other two were either too high or too low. "Glad I wasn't cut by that. Good to know they are as sharp as my tongue." Spectre then kicked Jiro's knee. Jiro responded by lifting his leg slightly and letting it move backwards. His knee was now in pain but he had to fight through it and try to win. Isamu leaned onto that leg to try and kick the sword out of the showman's paw. Spectre lowered his foot now, then felt a strong hit in his wrist , forcing him to release the sword into the air. It landed quite far away, preventing the spectre the capability of reaching for it. "Well, get on with it." Isamu lowered his sword then pointed it at the dropped one. "Well, tit for tat I guess. Thanks."

Judy turned to Mikey. "Do you think he would've died?"

"No , he prepared his left paw to counter the swing, in some way shape or form. He would've probably taken the sword and used it for himself. However, this will quickly devolve into a straight fistfight as they both lost their sword now. Also, that rope will be a bitch to replace." He raised his voice a bit now. "IT'S COMING OUT OF YOUR WINNINGS."

"YOU HAVE A SAFETY DEPOSIT JUST IN CASE, DON'T TRY IT." The red fox responded.

"Fuck, he got me there."

"SUCK IT"

"DON'T YOU HAVE A FIGHT TO WIN?" The wolf returned, getting tired of the endless conversation that he wasn't going to win. "He was never beaten in a conversation and I fucking hate it."

"I get it, got quite used to just getting straight to what I want to say because of it to not draw out an argument. That's what 300 siblings does to you." Mikey nodded at that.

The two looked back at the fox duo fighting each other. This time the two were in the centre of the ring , holding their swords against the other's. Spectre was holding his horizontally on both side of it, pushing against the dull back of his katana. "It's good technique, but something is missing."

"I could say the same to you. You lack the intent to kill, why? You are murderer, what makes me different?"

He whispers this part. "Nothing, it isn't you." Then his eyes wander to the rabbit that sits behind his enemy. "I probably would've went for a lethal hit then realised your garb is more than aesthetics. It's armour , isn't it?" Jiro slowly nodded. Spectre smiled as he heard that, "So that weighs you down?" Jiro stood silent. "It is slowing you down. If you want me to teach you something, it is trust your skill you aren't a large slow mammal that can take extra weight , you need more speed and I know you have a second garb without the armour. Use that one more, unless you admit that you aren't good enough. I'll let you change so we can continue, if you want." Jiro shook his head. "Thick skinned in more ways than one. I hear the Japawnese are big on battle scars and you look clean, let me be first." He winked then kicked the other fox's shin. He then spun his sword clockwise in his right paw and cut upwards, cutting above and below the eye but leaving the eye intact. "Let's see what others think of it." He then performed a roundhouse kick which was blocked by the grounded fox.

"Iie , you won't do that."

"It's disrespectful to say no in your culture, no? Sorry about that." He then pushed harder with his leg before dragging it backwards and bringing his sword from the fox's left. As this happened ,Jiro raised his sword to parry but failed to notice the front kick that caused him to fall backwards. He rolled backwards and then fell on his back. Spectre used this to gain the advantage by charging at him and then trying to knock his sword away. This failed as Jiro rolled right and away from spectre. Isamu then bounced from his back onto his feet. The two were once again staring at each other ready for the next attack. Spectre ran forward and saw Jiro swinging downwards to strike at the head of the red fox. Spectre spun around putting his word on his head to parry then continued spinning and releasing the sword under his arm then striking at the paw of the tan fox.

This time the sword was knocked out of his paw and landed behind him with the hilt pointing upwards. As this happened, Jiro was shocked but quickly responded by grabbing Spectre's wrist and punching the sword out of his paw. Now both mammals were disarmed and had to rely on their fists. "Back to rip and tear?" Both then bounced back to create some distance and formulate a quick plan. 'Well, now he knocked the sword out of my paw but his one is out as well. Need to keep pressure on him to not let him pick it up. Rush in and start throwing punches? No , too easy to dodge or stop. It needs to be more precise and I know I'm stronger than him but that could mean he is faster. Decisions, decisions. Fuck it.' He walked closer and quickly observed the stance of his opponent. 'Open paw in front, closed paw behind, right foot far in front left foot directly underneath. Can quickly move, or block my attacks. But his left eye is still bleeding must've cut him deep. Vision blurry ,could surprise him.' He stepped left then jumped to Jiro's left, making Jiro not know what Spectre was about to do for that split second. "Boo." Jiro turned to see what was happening but instantly got a fist connecting with his skull. Jiro stumbled backwards and started to kneel on one knee to stabilise himself. Spectre turns to the crowd, "Are you not entertained?"

"You should've said that at your semi-final finish, much better moment." Mikey responded.

"Thanks for ruining the moment."

"Hey, gladiataurus, behind you."

"I know, don't worry about me carrots." Then he ran forwards a couple seconds, jumping onto the rope and then backflipping, to kick the fox charging at him. Spectre hit the muzzle of his opponent, weakening the vulpine's nose. "Sorry about that, but it will be fine soon." Jiro now was pissed, he was seething with rage. If water was poured onto him, it would steam up so rapidly that you would swear nothing was poured. He charged at the comedic fox, taking another punch to the muzzle then flooring the fox in question. He sat on top of spectre and then started beating him, fist on chest or face. Over and over again continuously for about 10 seconds. "It was funny at first but now it's over played. Okay, I'm bored." He raised his forearms to start blocking some of the attacks then grabbed Jiro's head. He tugged on it then pulled it down fully to his head , where he headbutted the attacker. Jiro was dazed from this attack, while Spectre used this moment to stand up. He walked over then kicked Jiro's stomach. "Your fucking armour." He kicked again , this time dropping the crawling fox to the floor. Spectre coughed, blood poured out of his mouth. "I haven't felt this in a long time. LETS FUCKING GO."

"He's a weird one." Mikey said from the sideline.

"He's misunderstood, I want to understand him but he's just too... too..."

"Too locked into himself, unwilling to share anything?"

"Yeah, that. That's what I don't understand the most." Mikey shrugged then looked back at the fight that was happening. Both wiped their muzzles of all the blood that was leaking.

Jiro stared at the fox he challenged, as spectre revelled in the blood that was spilling from his nose and mouth. He smiled at Isamu , his teeth completely covered in blood, creating a disturbing image. "You are in for a treat now." Spectre became more serious and walked towards Jiro. "What, didn't like the warm-up?" He raised his paws and gestured to Jiro to come to him. Jiro rushed at Spectre then swung his left arm with an open palm. Spectre moved towards it then wrapped his arm around it, completely straightening it. He then twisted it to cause a bit of pain . This created an opening in Jiro's defence so the russet fox decided to uppercut the unguarded area. Just as he did that, Jiro used his other paw to drag the fox to the floor and then wrap his arm around spectre's throat. Both fell, with the showman choking. It hurt, with all the blood stuck in his throat, from the beating in his mouth. "No." He croaked out. "You won't win that easy." He smiled , while staring at Judy in the audience seats. "How dirty are we fighting?" He croaked out, while still being choked. As he asked that, he sent an elbow at his choker's hip and stomped on his foot. Jiro yelled out in pain but held on tightly. Spectre's vision was starting to get blurry . "Fuck, fine, fine." He pushed his fist up and through a small gap at the joint, creating some space for himself to breathe. He then used his feet to push back into Jiro , creating even more space for himself. Jiro then let go of his right paw and used his left to strike at Spectre's stomach. As that happened, Spectre pried the arm off of his neck and rolled away. The hit still connected on his stomach but it was worth it to break out. "That was good , I'll admit." He gripped his throat, trying to massage it. "But, I'm still standing, better than I ever did. Looking like a true survivor." He stopped as Jiro ran at him again. This time the showman decided to do what Isamu did but better. He waited for the attack and when it came, he grabbed the wrist with his left paw then with his right paw , he grabbed the shoulder then dragged it to the floor and then pulled his arm back to pin his opponent. "This is what you should've done." However, spectre's desperation to defeat his opponent, reduced his spacial awareness and more specifically what was right next to them. Jiro looked up or forward and saw what was the sword that he gave to his opponent for the duel. He reached out, and grabbed the hilt. Spectre noticed this and then looked around for the other sword.

"Hmm?"Mikey looked around.

"You heard it too?" Judy asked

"I don't know, stay here , I'll check it out." Mikey left towards where the noise came turned back to the fight.

He saw it was on the other side of the ring in the corner. "Shit." He let go off the arm and then punched the back of Jiro's head. He quickly stood up and dashed towards the sword. He reached it and pulled it out. "Now it's a fight." He turned almost instantly and put his sword in front of him to parry the attack he expected. He blocked successfully and pushed the sword away from him, then as his right paw was facing away , he used his free left paw to punch his opponent and quickly deliver a few strikes while he could. Then once again, the two swung their swords at each other and parried then hit in repeat over and over again , staying still in one place as neither could gain any land. "This is the best fight of my life, I forgot the feeling of dread and adrenaline in a fight. I fucking love it." He then kicked Jiro, forcing him back. Spectre then ran back to the ropes and used it to climb up a bit. From there he jumped towards the now running Jiro and swung his sword at his opponents sword with full force. Jiro put his sword up to block but it didn't work. The sword was broken into two as Spectre destroyed it, snapping it into two.

"What?" Jiro questioned but was instantly met by a hilt to the cheek , then a fist to the face and finally a palm on his muzzle forcing him down.

"I know you have a code of honour and the whole death before dishonour but I like you so I'm willing to give you another chance, Jiro." As he said that, he coughed out a lot of blood that he was seemingly holding in. The two foxes had extremely damaged bodies at this point. Jiro got up , unwilling to accept defeat yet and charged with his sword half. Spectre jumped back. "Play time is over." He swung his sword upwards knocking the sword away and cutting the ninja's paw. "It's over." He charged towards the disarmed fox and placed the sword by his throat. "It's over." He smiled compassionately. "Give up and I will help you improve." He let the fox go, who collapsed on the floor. Then spectre stabbed the floor next to the fox to keep the sword in place.

"You have spared me, I owe you my life and the sword shall demonstrate it. It is yours, sensei."

Spectre smiled."Hmm, don't call me sen-" *BANG* All three mammals in the room turned towards the gun shot. "Mikey." Spectre ran towards the audience area and climbed up . He grabbed Judy by the shoulders "Carrots, wait here. I'll be back."

"That's what he said as well."

"Well, then yippee ki yay motherfucker." He sprinted towards the entrance and pulled out his pistol. "Time for a surprise showing, foxtrot." He whispered.

"Sonuva bitch."

"Where's Spectral Showman?"

"Fuck you, you'll have to kill me."

"Thanks for sticking up for me, Mikey." Spectre whispered. He gently walked down the stairs trying to make as little noise as possible. He reached the bottom without making any noise and saw Mr Erik Panthingson. "Erik you piece of shit, I thought we had a mutual understanding." The panther turned around but not before firing one more bullet into the wolf's stomach. The two raised their guns and pointed them at eachother. "Now what? You shoot me , I shoot you?"

"No, but I need to know, why are you bleeding already?"

"Because I fought someone who was actually capable, unlike you, and by what I heard ,especially in bed."

"I don't know who told you that, but it is clearly speaking about someone else."

"You don't want me to tell. Trust me." The panther just raised his eyebrows and rolled his eyes at that. The two started to walk left and circled the room. Just then , Judy ran in with tears fearing the worst has happened.

Erik grabbed the rabbit and crouched to cover himself with the rabbit. "How willing are you to take the shot now, fox?" Spectre looked behind the two and saw the black ninja garbs and the metallic shine of a katana behind them.

"Fair enough, I'm not willing enough. Can't take the shot. " He lowers his pistol and holsters it.

"That is what I like to hear. Music to my ears." Erik pointed the gun forwards extending his arm. Jiro jumped out of seemingly nowhere and dismembered the arm off of the rest of the body. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH , YOU SLY FOX."

"Okay maybe I knew that that would happen." The arm dropped to the floor with a squelch and a thud as the gun hit the floor. Erik let go of the bunny that he held. Spectre then charged towards the panther , who was currently writhing in pain. Spectre put out his hand, and pushed the panther's skull into the concrete wall behind him. He leaned in towards the ear of the panther. He whispered so quietly that even Judy didn't hear it. "Don't you dare even think of hurting her again, hear me?"

Erik nodded. Spectre then let go and started walking away. He went towards Judy and comforted her. "You okay?" The rabbit nodded while holding her neck, clearly having some discomfort. "You sure?" The rabbit nodded again. The fox shook his head. He then turned towards the other fox. "Sorry about your sword , I know a blacksmith capable of recreating your sword or you can take one of mine."

"It is fine, you defeated me in a method I would never expect and for that, I am indebted to you."

"The method or the defeat?"

"Both, you teach me how to improve in the middle of combat, when I least expect it."

Mikey coughed a bit. "Well, he is unpredictable and flamboyant so I wouldn't expect anything less, but you were good as well." Spectre got up and walked towards his dying colleague .

When he was about to kneel down, he heard movement and he knew the other two weren't moving. He pulled out his pistol , turned and fired four times, each penetrating the skull. He then ran to Judy and grabbed her head to make sure she didn't look there. "Don't look. You shouldn't see that." Judy was shaking from what just happened and Spectre felt it.

The skull fragmented violently and the brain splashed out from the bullets that entered. Around him was many chunks of his brain but also bones littering the area. Blood poured violently like a fountain, spilling onto the floor.

"Jiro Isamu, which one is it? Don't remember the cultural correctness."

"Isamu."

"Isamu, can you take her outside and wait for me for a couple of seconds." Isamu nods and wraps his arm around the shaking doe. "Thanks, want to talk to Mikey before it's too late. Just one last time." Jiro nods and leaves. He walks up to Mikey again.

"Hehe, so you do care."

"Of course I do. The floor shouldn't be seen that dirty. It'll be a bitch to clean."

Mikey chuckled and groaned. He then sighed, "Promise me one thing, call this my dying wish."Spectre kneeled towards his dying comrade. "Make sure you don't fuck this one up. Tell her who you are, the real Nick Wilde. Tell her and comfort her. You clearly care so show it."

"I.. I..."

"Don't say anything and thank you for always being charismatic to a degree and never changing, in all those 11 years. See you on the other side."

"See you on the other side, friend."

"You finally ...said it... like I said … I knew you... cared." Tears started forming in the fox's eyes and he didn't know how to act. It was a unique feeling he has never felt before. "You shouldn't care for me, you have her now."

"But you were the one that was there for me."

"Spectre, no Nick, I'm talking to Nick. You don't need me, but she needs you and you need her. Look at how she felt when all that happened, she was shaking. But you instinctively went to cover her eyes and comfort her. Sure you made the mess but you covered it up for her. Even if you don't admit it, you care. She is your sweet serenade."

"It's the debt I need to pay off. And with the business I do, there is no sweetness I deserve."

"Shut up about that debt. You paid it off already. Tell Thomas hi for me."

"By what I've heard, you may see him before me. Michael, if that happens, say hi for me."

"Then visit him soon before he dies. To prove me wrong. You know you love to do that. And.. I don't want to be right this time." Nick grabbed Mike's hand and squeezed tightly.

"Don't go dying on me yet. You inglorious bastard."

"Shame I was planning on doing just that." The two chuckled then Mikey straightened his face. "Live your life and don't worry about me, I'll be waiting as long as it takes."

"Goodbye, old friend. See you on the other side." His voice was getting weaker and weaker as the fox wanted to cry more and more. His grip was getting stronger and stronger but the wolf was starting to let go. His body started going limp and his face turned to the side. He was dead. His only friend was truly gone. Nick turned towards the door and just thought. 'They are all that I have left, everyone I knew from before is dead, fucking dead and it's my fucking fault. First her and now him. Next tommy will fucking die from a disease he contracted and who else is left. No-one. FUCKING NO-ONE. I cared so fucking little that all I did care about I didn't make the most of and now they are dead.' Nick punched the wall and caused a small dent in the concrete. "DAMN YOU ALL." He yelled out. He then put his shades back on, symbolically re-equipping his character of the showman. He walked over to the other hitmammal and checked his pockets. There was a contract for a lot of money to kill one Spectral Showman and Judy Hopps. He thought back to what Mikey said. "your sweet serenade." 'We are sinful as shit there is no sweetness. Oooo, sinful serenade. That's good especially in conjunction with my name. Damn I'm good. Oh yeah and someone wants me dead, great.' He stood up and walked towards the exit.

Outside he saw the two waiting for him. "Let it all out?" Judy asked quickly.

"Yeah, I did. He's gone now." Spectre forced a smile at the others.

"You okay?" Judy asked.

"Y-yeah, I am. Let's go home. After all we have a celebration, thanks to that suitcase, right?"

"Right."

"I would rather stay away and train, if that is okay especially with my injuries."

"Sure, Isamu, you do that. We won't stop you." The three headed back as the sky was filled with stars. Judy looked up as they walked and commented on it.

"Wow , they are pretty tonight."

"Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, Carrots." Spectre responded. On their way back, no-one questioned the three , surprisingly, but they did get a few side looks, mainly from criminals who quickly realised who the suited fox is. They didn't to fuck around to find out. It was an interesting day for all three to say the least. Back in the bottom floor apartment, Spectre shows Isamu around and then explains what will be happening. In a nutshell, what has changed now is Spectre will be sleeping in his other apartment but will try to be available as much as possible, accessibility rules haven't changed for either mammal. He then spoke to Judy. "Carrots, meet me on the roof and wear something casual." Judy nodded and went to her closet. "When did you..?"

"Always have spare clothes. Never know what will happen." Spectre shook his head in agreement.

"One more thing." Spectre muttered under his breath. He walked around to find the ninja that lived with them now. "Hey, Isamu, wanna see the swords and pick one?"

Isamu appeared seemingly out of nowhere and tapped on Spectre's shoulder. "Yes."

"Follow me." Spectre walks over to the armoury with his new 'friend' in tow. He unlocked the door and walked in . "These are the swords, prefer if you didn't take this one." He said pointing at a red sword that was longer than the average fox sized katana. "But any other is free picking so choose."

Isamu looks at a shorter sword that seems to be designed elegantly with a dragon carved into the hilt and pawguard. "So you saw it, if you want it , you can use it."

"That is a sword of legend, are you sure?"

"Yeah, I prefer that one, use one not two so I think you would use it better. Also, don't think you saw it's counterpart." Isamu taken the swords and swung them safely to quickly adjust for them. He then was visibly overwhelmed and ecstatic from the 'gift' he was given. "By the way, legend? What legend?"

"Another time. We need rest now." Spectre smiled then left with the kit like fox following closely behind.

He locked the door and walked upstairs slowly, hurt by his recent loss. Tears formed again as he tried to fight them. He was powerless against them and when he entered his humble abode, he did something he didn't do in a long time. He cried. He looked at his hands, trembling with guilt and shame. "You shouldn't care for me, you have her now." 'Fuck, why did you die? For me? Am I worth it? Really?' He raised his arms and wiped his eyes of all tears. He walked to the bathroom and looked at the mirror.

A/N: Although the chapter starts with well two of the better fighters in this story fighting, yeah, I wanted spectre to be more than a 2d character. To give him emotion and what better way than kill off his only friend that he has contact with. Also yes, the reveal is here, very early but still it's here with very little build up but don't worry there are other twists to explore in this story yet to come.

Next, I hope is going to be What is Normal but well, I really dislike writing that one chapter due to having to write it now 3-4 times but expect it soon. Once I write it, it should be fine.

Also can you find all references in this chapter? If you think you find one , tell me in the reviews. I thank thee in advance. I'll be impressed if you find the overarching reference and all parts of it.

Next part for this is going to be Judy and Spectre trying to enjoy themselves in the night. No none of that yet.

Now all that's left to do is say goodbye and until next time, have a good one.