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As Derran walked down the road towards the base, his mind still heavy with the day's events. It starts off as a normal day, nothing amazing, just ordinary. First, he arrives at the base, nothing too surprising and nothing out of the ordinary. There was the exception of the new recruit Azoth, but it wasn't entirely surprising. The Alliance has recently received a string a brand new recruits lately. It was fortunate though Azoth did appear, his skills were essential in fighting back the Heartless. The Heartless...Derran never suspected they would attack the Alliance like that. Of course he didn't expect the assistance of people like Nazo or Maverick either. It troubled him that people like that even existed without anyone's notice! He supposes they could have remained hidden from the knowledge of people like the Masters, but it just seemed ridiculous. Just who were they?

As Derran walked towards the base, his mind a racing he comes by a familiar sight. He looked off to see Rania and...and...it can't be. Derran ran over towards where he saw Rania and the other guy, whom he assumes to be the one person he didn't expect to see. Derran came close enough to hear the tail end of their conversation. . "Pretty cool right? I got bored with the traditional way of using swords, so i decided to make it a little harder to block my attacks. I figured that since the keyblade can be called back if it gets knocked out of your hand, so i figured that why not be a little unique with that ability? And so i tend not to summon my Keybalde until i am right about to strike then quickly making it switch to my other hand for a follow up. Pretty cool huh?"

Derran walked up, barely coming within sight of them and before they could notice, Derran spoke. "Well...you don't look all that much dead to me." Derran spoke rather dryly. Derran then walked up right next to Rania as he looked over he way. "So, I assume you and Azoth figured out what caused the pillar of light by now." Derran looked over to Dante with an almost accusatory stare. Derran's eyes slipped from Dante's face down to his right hand and straight at the keyblade. The Keyblade. There it was in his hands and it just seemed to mock him. That accursed day again ran by his head when Dante was chosen for training. Now it seems after all this time he was destined to wield it. He saw from a distance how he used it, so fluidly...it just continued to twist a knot in his gut. After Derran shot a glare at the keyblade he returned his head back to the eye level of those around him.

"So then Dante...welcome back!" Derran spoke pulling off a smile. "Your really going to have to teach me how to cheat death." Derran said as he managed a laugh.