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[Chukchi Husky]

After everyone ran off, Husky caught up with them, and saw Motoko fall through the barrier. Husky wondered how Motoko fell through, but Husky thought there could be another way through or a way around the barrier, so she tried to find one using her senses.

[TheAvengerLever]

Button heard a commotion from outside, a little ways off. But he was too lazy to get up and check it out, and decided to stay put and let the problems come to him if they would.

(Sorry, this is all I could post right now. I'm sneaking on the comp. Grounded and such. I'll be ungrounded tomorrow.)

[Steel Samurai]

Steel touched the barrier. One of the strongest light energies he had ever encountered. He walked around it, letting his hand glide on its surface. It seemed to go on for several miles. Now . . . light energy was vulnerable to something . . . what was it? Steel tried to remember this but something was suddenly stuck in front of his feet and he tripped and fell, rolling down an embankment next to the barrier into a gully. Steel pushed off the side of the embankment, flipped in midair, and landed on the rocky floor of the gully. He cursed under his breath, and started to climb back up the wall of the gully. Why had he not sensed whatever had tripped him? A rock broke beneath his hand and he fell back into the gully, landing once again on his feet. Steel was about to give it another try, when he sensed an object in a small cave on one end of the gully. He walked over to it and squatted down next to it. He ran his hands over its surface. It seemed to be a wooden box. There seemed to be a strange stone tablet where the lock should be, covered in mysterious writing. As Steel touched the tablet, had he the use of his eyes, he would've seen the writing light up with a strange, green light. And then, suddenly, he saw. Two mighty warriors, one in black armor, one in white, one with Raven hair, the other with pure white, battling on a green hill. The single-edged sword of the black warrior was huge, easily the size of Ken's Zweihander, if not slightly larger. It was 6 feet long, made of one piece of jet black steel, with no guard. Where the blade began it was almost a foot in breadth, gradually tapering down to a needle sharp point. The sword of the white warrior was almost completely different. It looked very much like a traditional, straight-edged broadsword, except that it was longer than the other warrior's blade. The silver blade gave off a blue glow.
All of a sudden, the two warriors blinded by the sweat dripping in their eyes, swung blindly at each other, each connecting with the other's side. Their armor gave way and their blades were buried in each other's sides. They slumped over and fell, blood pouring from their mouths and sides. Now Steel saw things as if in fast motion. Dwarves, long since vanished in the world which Steel now lived in, sadly hauled the bodies and their swords away. Suddenly, Steel was in a forge deep under the mountains. The dwarves seemed to be forging a new blade with the mixed blood of the fallen warriors. The new blade was a katana, just a little longer than average length, but still 6 inches shorter than Steel's own Dai-katana. On the pommel of the new sword, the dwarves inscribed a strange character and said a few words over it. They then touched the character to each of the warrior's swords. The swords seemed to disintegrate and flow into the character on the newly crafted sword. The character glowed bright green and then faded. As the character faded, the images in Steel's head faded too, and his returned to his own sightless world.
*click*
The box in front fo him opened, and Steel understood. This box held the sword which had been crafted by the dwarves those centuries past. Somehow Steel seemed to know that it was called the Dualist Blade. Suddenly, he sensed a presence behind him.
"Whut, pray tell, are you planning to du with zat blade?" The stranger had a strong foreign accent.
"What business is it of yours?"
"I have beeen sent bai the general Khuffie to retrieve dis blade for him."
"Well you simply have to tell him your mission was a failure." Steel's voice was hard.
"I am afraid I cannot do zat." Steel heard a slight click as the stranger prepared to draw his blade. Without thinking, Steel drew the Dualist Blade and swept the foreigner's head off in one clean stroke. The man's body fell to the ground. Diel. He had not meant to do that. Ah well.
Steel wiped the blade off on the grass, returned it to its sheath, and stuck it through the sash tied around his waist. There. He had it. Light's weakness was earth or water magic. He got up climbed the gully, successfully this time, and returned to the others.

[SL the Pyro]

"A little more... just a little more..."

Z had almost finished absorbing dark energy. It was taking him longer than he had hoped, but that didn't matter to him. He was done; his body glowed an ominous dark purple light, which slowly faded.

"Good... now to deal with that barrier." Z said, using his chain to crawl like a gigantic spider again. He approached the barrier, knowning but not caring that he was in plain sight. "A light barrier... its weaknesses are earth and water... bother. Neither of those are in my arsenal... but perhaps a blast of pure dark energy can distrupt it..."

Z clapped his hands together and slowly moved them apart; black sparks were eminating from his hands, collecting in between them to form a ball of darkness. He didn't want to use too much, so he made a small ball, just a little bigger than a basketball. He threw it at the barrier; it seemed to wave a little. Good; this was working.

Z continued to pound the barrier with Shadow Balls until it was weakened, if only for a moment. Light was beginning to recede around where he was striking; that area now looked like a normal sheet of glass. "Nice try, old man, but it's not like this is the first time I've dealt with an elemental barrier!"

Z jumped up into the air, and his spike chain began to coil in mid-air around his legs, without touching them. It formed into a spike-like oject, pointed at the weakened portion of the barrier. "Demonic Drill!" The spike chain began spinning wildly and spewed black sparks. Z thrust down onto the weaked area of the barrier and drilled through it, after a few sparks. He fell through and righted his spike chain into its arachnid-like form again, and looked up to see the barrier fixing itself. He barely made it.

Z smiled and continued on his way.

[Gabe Puratekuta]

Not knowing if the others could get past the barrier, Motoko continued up the mountain. Sh also felt that the mountain wanted her to reach the old man's cabin. The light energy that had formed the barrier seemed to also be in the rocks along the trail. Each one she passed was pulsing with more light than the last until she reached the cabin, which also seemed to be pulsing with light energy

[SL the Pyro]

Z's balance suddenly faltered; the chain was weakening. "What the...?" he muttered, then scanned the ground below. "Incredible... the very ground itself seemed to be super-charged with light energy... but this wasn't put up recently. From what I can tell, this energy has been on the mountain for some time." he thought.

"This explains the light barrier; with this much spare energy lying around, making a light barrier would be simple for even the worst magician. Maybe the sensei isn't a master of magic after all... still, I'd wager he is skilled with a blade. Plus he has information I need. I'll have to be more careful on my way there..." Z then sensed someone else's energy among the light. "Motoko... perfect. The old man will be willing to speak with her more than me. A little spy work could do me well..."

He began stepping more lightly now, staying low (but not too low) to the ground and kept his distance so that Motoko wouldn't notice him.

[Steel Samurai]

Steel fished around in his pockets and finally pulled out a small talisman, with two letters inscribed upon it. F F. Steel drew some blood from his finger with the tip of his blade and made an X on the stone with his fingertip. The letters glowed a bright blue and the sound of waves crashing against the rocks of the shore filled the air. Steel thrust the talisman onto the barrier and a large hole appeared rather suddenly in it. It was as he thought. The barrier was designed to come down easily for anyone with the intelligence to know light's weakness, and the skill to use a technique which would open the barrier. Steel and the others passed through the barrier, and on into the strange landscape before them They quickly caught up with Motoko, Steel sensing with some conternation that Z was fairly close behind them. The light energy was everywhere, but within it Steel could detect traces of dark, earth, fire, water, even plasma energies flowing through the mountains. Enough magic must have been practiced here that the very earth itself had absorbed some of the energies. The company mounted the top of what seemed a small ravine and then steel heard a small gasp from the rest of the group. Instead of the expected cabin or cave in which hermits generally dwell, was a huge, sprawling, pagoda style building, built into the valley itself. It seemed that the Sensei did not live alone.

[SL the Pyro]

Z peeked upwards a little to see that the group had stopped. Rather than risk being seen, he moved behind a rock formation; it was comparitively small, but still big enough to hide him. He peeked from above the rock and gazed at what they were looking at; the sensei's building.

Z chuckled and muttered to himself. "Well, if he's a sensei, then of course there would be some people training under him." He pulled out a telescope and peered into the visible walkways on the outer part of the building; many people were walking, talking, and some people in robes cleaning the halls. "But I didn't expect THIS many... more than likely one of them will sense me if I go in alone. I need to possess one of them..."

Z wondered just how he would manage that with the others in such close proximity. He would have to play it safe for a while.

[Gabe Puratekuta]

Not noticing the other buildings, or Steel next to her, Motoko kept walking further. A blanket of mist hovered by her feet and she noticed that the scent of graveyard dirt filled the air. Something moved in the shadows in her peripheril(sp?) and she turned to look. Nothing. Nervous, the young emerald-haired woman continued slowly foreward

[Ransom]

The giant buildings glistened in the sunlight as Perseus stepped over the hill.
He looked over the buildings thoroughly.

He looked back at the others, “I think we need to engage in an investigative manoeuvre, we don’t know what could be waiting for us in there. Laz might’ve gotten here first.”

[SL the Pyro]

Z noticed that the group was chatting amongst themselves, so he tried to overhear.

"Laz might've gotten here first."

Now Z laughed out loud; so loud that everyone knew where he was. Rather than continue his futile hiding, he revealed himself wand walked up to the group on his arachnid-shaped chain (he can't walk on the ground because of its light energy.)

"I know that's not true, angel." Z said, stopping just close enough so that he could be heard at a normal tone of voice. He didn't want to get too close. "A Laz agent came to me himself and hired me to take out the sensei here. Offered me a favorable sum, too. He obviously has information about Laz, though, so screw that agent. If the sensei knows a way to get rid of Laz, then I'd rather keep him alive."

Z then turned serious. "If there is anything I want more than the ultimate power, it is the destruction of Laz. Ask my reasons if you will; I'm not shy."

[Gabe Puratekuta]

Suddenly, Motoko sensed what should not be: the walking dead. More commonly known as "zombies". At that instant, she turned around and ran........straight into Steel. She quickly blurted apologies when she noticed that he was defending himself from what she had sensed. Turning around again, she saw more.
Surrounded.... Something else had caught her attention: the Arashi Tenshi was alrady in her hand. A quiver had appeared on her back as well. "What is dead, should stay dead!" she shouted as she reached for an arrow and aimed for one of the magically revived monsters heads

[SL the Pyro]

"What are you two causing a commotion fo--" Z was about to say before noticing the zombies. "Geez, two zombie encounters in one week? How infuriating... I guess I'll have to explain my reasons for hunting Laz later... Motoko and the samurai will need help. They can't defeat so many."

Z then jumped and landed above Steel and Motoko, the makeshift legs made by the spike chain landing around them. He began landing downward blows on the zombies to stun or injure them, while defending Motoko and Steel.

[Gabe Puratekuta]

Although, she had no skill with the bow, she found that, like the flute-playing, the ability entered her mind the instant she drew the arrow back. Something else, an incantation, entered as well.
"Malthinos tolithionus!!!"
The arrow started to glow a faint blue. She released her hand and the arrow then shimmered and became engulfed in light energy as it travelled through it's target. The zombie fell to the ground and returned to the soil

[Steel Samurai]

Curses. Either they were the guard dogs of the building in the valley, or someone had gotten here first. Steel desperately hoped it was the former. Either way, they needed to be taken care of. Now. Let's try out this technique for real this time. Steel drew his dai-katana and focused. There. He could sense them all. Around 30 it seemed. Steel grabbed his sword with both hands and brought it up near his cheek, the tip pointing straight in front of him. With an ear piercing yell he charged. He impaled the first zombie and cut through its undead flesh, cleaving it in two at the waist. It fell lifeless at the ground. It seemed these were not the same kind of zombies which had attacked Dark Link previously. Steel leapt onto the next one's shoulders and thrust downwards into the zombie's head. As the zombie began to fall, Steel leapt towards another, bringing his sword in a crescent arc which decapitated both the zombie he was launching towards, and another to his side. He twisted and flipped in mid-air, landing facing the main group of zombies and impaling one behind him. All of a sudden, a voice shouted in the air,
"Barucha KAILINIAD!"
Light energy poured from the skies, striking the rest of the zombies and everything else in its radius. Steel managed to dodge one, but was hit by the next. It hurt quite badly, and left him tingling. The shower of light subsided, and a young, virile man walked up over the crest of the hill.
"Greetings. I apologize for the zombies, we can't seem to exterminate them. Everytime we think we've gotten rid of them, someone esle dies and zombifies a few animals, and the whole thign starts again. Dastardly annoying, I must say. Oh, my manners, I'm sorry. My name is Quelas." Steel shook his hand. "Come. The master is waiting to see you." He led the party down into the valley.

OOC: Eeep. Can someone please do a filler post so I don't double post?

Edited by Steel Samurai, 20 October 2006 - 07:25 PM.

[Ken the Wandering Soul]

Ken had dispatched a couple of zombies, the Wolfen swinging through the air before coming back to rest above his lupine back. He was about to take care of another zombie when he saw the light descend and take out the last of them. The rotting stench which had made him feel queesy subsided, and Ken felt grateful for that.

With Quelas's arrival, Ken followed him along with the rest into the valley.

[Steel Samurai]

OOC: Sensei=cross between old man of the mountains and yoda.

Quelas led them to the imposing gate of the structure, a solid oaken affair with brightly polished brass fixtures. He spoke a single word and the door opened silently. Steel followed the tall man into the richly ornated antechamber of the building. Quelas led them into the next room, a small training room where two strong looking men were sparring with each other using sabers. With a sudden flick of his wrist, the smaller of the two men disarmed the other and held his blade against the other's throat. The only sound audible was the panting of the two sweat-laden men in the center of the room. And then, a small clap resounded through the room, and a presence which Steel had not felt until now suddenly appeared beside him.
"Garth," said the presence to the losing man "An excellent use of the Griod defense that was. But," he turned now to the winning man "That was an even better use of the Ridd defense, Girard." The two men bowed to the man next to Steel and left the room.
"Now, Quelas. What here we have?" The voice came from a man who was ancient beyond all measure, or so it seemed to those who saw him. His hunched, bowed figure stood only about 4 1/2 feet high, and his snow white beard, the only hair on his head, reached to just below his waist. He walked over to the raised platform on one end of the room with the aid of a knobbed walking stick and sat down.
"Master, I found these travellers being assaulted by the zombies and gave them aid. They seemed to wish to see you, and I could detect no illwill towards you, so I brought them here."
"Mmmm," the bald head nodded sagely "Right you were, Quelas. And now I wish to speak with them privately."
Quelas bowed to the old man and left
"Now. For what purpose was it that came you to see me?"
Steel stepped forward.
"My name is Steel. Around a week ago I met a man. A man who told me that in order to destroy the society of Laz I must first see you."
The sensei's eyes suddenly brightened and he leaned forward "A name? Did a name he give to you?"
"No."
"But he was tall, yes? Tall as you and some even then? With hair black and eyes green?"
"Yes . . . but he died as soon as he told me to see you. He had an incurable disease."
The sensei sunk back.
"So . . . he chose one in the end . . . one to finish what started he."
The old man eyed Steel critically. "destroy Laz wish you to, you say. The hate you have, I sense, yesss, but hate many have Laz, and have received they all is death. Sense I also that power enough you have not to destroy them . . . yet. Mmmmm. Training need you. All of you, yes. And of you the rest, committed to the task which friend of yours has set out upon are you?" The old man looked piercingly into the eyes of each member of the party.

[Mystic Kitsune]

Kitsune, for the past journey from their shiplanding all the way to the master's house, felt he had no need to fight, seeing as everyone else had grown stronger than when they first met...

That, or its because he is on the infamous "I cant be bothered" mode.

All the encounters with Z, he knew he didnt want to waste time teasing him or anything. He was to busy just looking at his surroundings, he had been here before, but that was in his days of corruption. He was spending time getting to know the land again, and was concentrating in complete silence to take in everything around him.

He was standing around in the shadows observing the room, ignoring everything the sensei was saying. It didnt really matter to him.

"Training need you. All of you, yes. And of you the rest, committed to the task which friend of yours has set out upon are you?"

Upon hearing the old man say that, he spoke up.

"Keh! I dont need any more training! I already mastered this sword, and I was strong enough to begin with!" He said in a mildly loud tone to himself, enough for the whole crew to hear though.

He made his way to the outside and decided to just cool off. It was sad getting angry over such a small thing, but training is not his style.

Staring up at the moon, he realized it was just a crescent...

Edited by Mystic Kitsune, 21 October 2006 - 02:16 AM.

[Ransom]

(sometime earlier)

Perseus immediately drew his knives facing the zombies. He rushed the nearest one, chopping off its arm, he turned back to it, and used his diving attack toward it, his knives pointed towards its heart. He flipped back onto his feet, pulling his knives out of the undead army only to see another zombie clawing at him.
Perseus ducked and slashed at its stomach. rotted grey intestines poured out.

“ugh…” Perseus kicked it away, only to see the zombies had scattered.
Quelas walked over the hill towards them.

******

Perseus couldn’t stop staring at the wizened old man, his eyes were piercing him, as if he knew everything about him.

"Destroy Laz wish you to, you say. The hate you have, I sense, yesss, but hate many have Laz, and have received they all is death. Sense I also that power enough you have not to destroy them . . . yet. Mmmmm. Training need you. All of you, yes. And of you the rest, committed to the task which friend of yours has set out upon are you?"

Perseus looked at the sensei.
Training ey? This could definitely make him stronger… but Perseus still didn’t know anything about their mission. What if they didn’t know what they were doing?

He wasnt commited yet.

[~Light Goddess~]

This old man wants us to do training? Lena thought. She brushed the dirt on her skirt and waited to see everyone else's approval or dissaproval of this. She still had her staff nicely intact. Maybe I could make this stronger if we do stay...

(Finally I found a way to put myself back in. Might not be on much longer today though.)

[Chukchi Husky]

Before the barrier fell, Husky decided to dig with her paws to see if she could get through it by going underneath it. Instead of getting through the barrier, she fell into an underground cavern. At first it seemed she was trapped in this cavern, the only way out being the tunnel she dug, but someone must have been here before. There were markings on the wall, a raised platform and a strange statue.

The statue appeared to be of a female anthropomorphic wolf, like Husky, down to the waist, but from the waist down it appeared like a normal wolf body, with a long bushy tail. This was a statue of a wolftaur, something Husky never saw before, except in some dreams.

The markings on the wall appeared to be a story about the wolftaur, simply called "Six Paw". It showed that Six Paw was a heroine to the wolves a long time ago, but she disappeared and eventually forgotten. One thing that interested Husky was that Six Paw would return one day, but would be a normal anthropomorphic wolf until she came to this cavern and stood on the platform, turning into a wolftaur.

Husky wondered what would happen if she stood on the platform. There were only two markings on the platform, paw prints. Her hind paws fit into the prints, and she stood there, waiting for something to happen. Suddenly, she felt strange, like some kind of dream, and collapsed to the ground, falling to a short sleep.

She awoke about an hour later, wondering what happened. A doorway appeared, and as she got up and tried to go through the door, she fell down. She had become a wolftaur, and now walked on four legs instead of normally two, and had to learn to walk again. It didn't take too long, as she had tried walking on all fours before, but this time she had a new pair of limbs. When she was confident enough with walking she left the cavern through the doorway and ended up outside.

The barrier had disappeared and everyone left, so she used her senses to find them. When she came up to the pagoda in the valley, she waited outside, fearing how everyone would react to her new form.

[Ken the Wandering Soul]

"Destroy Laz wish you to, you say. The hate you have, I sense, yesss, but hate many have Laz, and have received they all is death. Sense I also that power enough you have not to destroy them . . . yet. Mmmmm. Training need you. All of you, yes. And of you the rest, committed to the task which friend of yours has set out upon are you?"

Ken lowered his head in contemplation. He thought about what was being asked of him, and wondering if it was the best thing to do.

What am I supposed to do? he thought to himself.

Only you can answer that.

Ken was not sure whither he answered himself, or if maybe that was Raiyu speaking to him. But he knew what it meant.

He prayed again and his wolf form disapeared. He stepped forward.

"I want to know what I'm fighting for. What exactly is the Society of Laz?."

If he was to commit himself to this, he wanted to know what he could die for.

Edited by Ken the Wandering Soul, 21 October 2006 - 08:18 PM.

[Steel Samurai]

"Mmmmm . . . little have you been told, and been told nothing have some. Sense I this. Yessss. A sad tale, and of woe, full it is. Once, decades ago it was, Laz was but a name to strike fear into the hearts of children. Existed it did, true, but worked behind the scenes mainly, putting rulers into place and taking them out at the will of the high council. But, a new ruler in control of Laz came to be. Began aggressively building up its power did he. Said it was that he had dreams of destroying the Alliance that Khuffie had built and conquering the world with his armies of loyal servants. For this purpose, he began increasing the number of soldiers Laz had through kidnapping children who showed promise. Two of you, I think, of those children were some, yess. One man, most promising sutdent of mine he was, dedicated his life to stopping the organization from destroying any more children's lives. But," and here the old man shook his head "His life was not enough. And so, your friend he chose his work to carry on. Much more serious it has become, however, than children taking simply. Readying his forces the leader is, and soon will he be ready for his bid for world domination, he will. Unless done something is to stop him and the organization, descend into chaos the world will. I sense your friend has already committed himself unto death to destroy Laz, but what the rest of you of? Lend him your strength will you? Prepared to take the risk are you? Easy the journey will not be, noo." The room fell silent.

[Ken the Wandering Soul]

Ken mulled it all through his head for a while.

Can I do something like this?

Ever since he was a child, he had wanted to be a hero. He had been spending [img]http://forums.legendsalliance.com/public/ALOT.png[/img] of time wandering, trying to a find a grand purpose. But now his heart weighed down with doubt.

I can't do this... It's just too big...

His head drooped in shame.

"I..." his voice quivered.

Ken's gaze drifted, centering on the hilt of the Wolfen. He began to remember a story, one about his great-grandfather, and words that he spoke in it.

It does not matter if the destination is eight million miles away, as long as walking even a portion of it's path makes you a better person...

"I..." he began again.

The boy raised his head, and stood tall.

I will do it, whither it can be done or or not.

"...I am ready. I will do this!" he said, throwing the fear away from his voice.

Edited by Ken the Wandering Soul, 22 October 2006 - 04:49 PM.

[TheAvengerLever]

A Great Awakening. A dream. A hidden weapon. A solace. It was all here, in his hands. Button carressed the stone as he trudged along a path until he reached a barrier.

This is not the way I want to go...

So, he turned and went through the area until he reached another path. This one led off into the mountains well. It seemed as if the stones was emitting an emotion, because he could feel a sudden longing, like the stone was trying to reach it's home. His destination must've been that way, then.

Before long, Button had reached a path that led up into the mountains themselves.

"A Beginning and an end be this pathway to my journey." said Button, as he started up the path towards paradise.

[Gabe Puratekuta]

"Ooooh!! I like a challenge!!" Gabriel said, smirking. The whole point of her leaving her village was to tain and get stronger. "I'm in!"
"S-So am I!" Motoko slowly stepped foreward and looked directly into the sensei's eyes. "To make sure that no one eles's lives are destroyed, I'll do my best."

[Chukchi Husky]

Husky was just hidden outside, overhearing the conversation inside. There was talk of training for everyone. Husky wondered if that included herself, but was unsure if she was ready for training, especially after her transformation. She decided to stay outside for now, still unsure what would happen if they saw her.

[TheAvengerLever]

Button continued his climb into the mountains. All around him were vast walls of stone. All around him was the sound of nothingness. He could hear even his thoughts echo off the mountain walls. In his hand, the stone had gotten to vibrating. Apparently he wasn't too far off from his first destination.

Then came memory:

////flashback\\\\

A young boy, strapped to a chair and being force fed. The boy rejects the food. The father who had been feeding the boy looks at his mother and worries that the boy refuses to eat. The boy's wails reach far. His screaming is louder than the fiercest roar of the fiercest creature. The boy is angry, reaches for his father with both his hands. He rocks the chair back and forth desperately, his hands outreached, trying to grab hold of something to kill. Suddenly, the ropes break and the boy lunges forward--

\\\\end flashback////

The memory flashed in an instant before dissappearing back into Button's mind.

"Oh boy, apparently you were already fucked up before I came into you." said he aloud to the other living in his body.

[Ransom]

The others showed such conifidence, but Perseus had so many doubts. Everytime he thought of Laz new emotions would emerge.
He had grown up surrounded by Laz, in one of their numerous hideouts, living an almost happy life, and if not happy – content.

They had taught him how to learn and how to think, how to fight and to shoot, how to hide when necessary and be inconspicuous, how to play and to work, how to be a friend when he needed to be, and to know his enemies… they had been his family.

He remembered his best childhood friend. He was a stronger boy, more strong willed and slightly older than Perseus. He would lead them on wild adventures together, often taking Perseus into the city through a secret passage he had made himself leading from the Laz hideout. They would emerge behind a stall in the Marketplace, and would steal apples and sweetmeats, never getting caught under the confident leadership of the older boy.
They were sometimes found to be missing though, and everytime they were caught emerging from the passage, the other boy would cover for Perseus, somehow diverting all the punishment to himself. They were friends for life, or so they said.
They had big plans for their futures, often dreaming of the great things they would do together when they grew up.

“We could save the world you know…” he would say to Perseus, “we just gotta make sure we never part alright?” Perseus would look at him and grin.

“that’s right, never ever part…”

After that, they were both admitted to the Laz training academy, and there they went their separate ways. After a year Perseus was taken to a remote base location for his “special” training. While the other boy moved up in the academy, using his strength of will and determination to quickly climb the ranks.

Perseus sighed, a touch of sadness glistening in his eyes. The world had gotten so complicated since those days, that golden age of his life.

Laz was still a part of him, but he wouldn’t admit it, he could never admit it. he wanted to help. He wanted to be in this team, to do this mission.

He tightened his fist, willing himself to comply.

“I’m in.”

he didn’t have the confidence that he showed.

[Mystic Kitsune]

Kitsune made his way outside as everyone else was rambling on how they would do their best and such.

He ran smack into Husky. Paying the wolftaur no special attention, seeing the new body, he kind of drifted off away from the place everyone else was.

"You think they could hurry up with the self promotion speeches and get on with the training..." Kitsune quietly said to himself while looking at his sword.