Howler the Hunter's Story

GM POST

and so the duels ended with a good end, at that moment the lunch bell rang. signaling for the students to either got o the mess hall, wonder the school or go off grounds for lunch. most of the students in Prof. Gray's class left the moment the bell rang while other straggled behind but they eventually left for better use of their time as they would describe . . .

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2 miles outside of Death City....

Beep! Beep! Click!

The sounds were usually the ones that woke up Johannes in the modern world. He got up out of his bed and stretched when he looked a tthe claendar. He beamed. Is it today? His first day of work?! He jumped and got cleaned up. He had to look good, or at least better. He had wanted a job for a long time. Why? WHy would a millenia old male witch with the power to destroy cities want a job? Because he wanted to try living a human life. That, and he would'nt rely so much on his powers for it.

He runs faster than any car already as he dashed from the abandoned gas station he had purchased in the desert. He had renovated it and refurbished it. It was quite nice inside, and held a few bunkbeds for guests. Not like he had any. As he entered town he went to the restaurant and spoke to the manager. The manager gave him the uniform and told him where he would be stationed. Johannes was having a good morning. He was the perfect employee. Almost. If he wasn't so clever, he would have failed the blood test. Heavily failed it, for that matter.

He noticed alot of kids came here to eat. Apparently some school was nearby and this place was quite popular. He seemed to be doing well, although alot of them gave him wierd looks. What was with these kids? its not like he was poisoning their food. And they always came in pairs. Like partners. Still, they liked him enough that they tipped him. He could have sworn he saw a guy with dark spiky hair and dark eyes here earlier. Odd...

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The pair were looking at Johannes from the window. "I'm telling you he's a witch!" "No he's not! His wavelength would be alot stronger." "I'm telling Shinigani!" "Wait for me!"

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Johannes thought to himself. Maybe his soul protect wasn't working too well. He needed to perfect it now that he was a "human".

Muzai

sometimes she really hated her memory problem, and one of those times was now since she really didn't remember where the restaurant was. Muzai only said she did so the guy could leave them alone, but no he had to say he knew what they were looking for, and why did she leave it to Arthur to decide she should have just ignored the guy.

Muzai let out a huff that sounded more like defeat than anger, crossing her arms she looked away from the man and nodded her head "fine" was her answer. she barely listened to what Arthur had said until he mentioned her past which stopped her in her tracks suddenly turning to face Arthur her hair smacked the man in the face earning a loud hmp from him. Muzai glared at him and looked back at Arthur "you really think so, no wait how did you know where I wanted to go when I cant even remember myself where or what it is or looks like" her sentence directed at the man in the end, "and who are you anyway, I cant keep calling you pervert though that's a perfect name for a man such as yourself" the tone in her voice said it all on just how much Muzai disliked the guy.

apparently he didn't get the hint as he shrugged at her question. "the names James, James Bond" bowing he flicked his wrist and suddenly a fedora appeared in his hands, standing upright, the fedora on his head he burst out laughing mainly because of the look of confusion on Muzai's face.

"wow! you really fell for it didn't you. who the hell would have that kind of name, my name is actually David, David Torreto if you must know. as for knowing where you wanted to go, well doesn't every man need to know the needs and wants of his lady" he said flirtatiously, David even winked at Muzai forgetting about Arthur completely. then his face soured and he paled, his words only earned him another knee to the groin, Muzai was not amused in the slightest and kept a straight face the entire time.

"I'm not laughing, you womanizer, that crap doesn't work on me so save it for a girl who's waiting for her knight in shinning armor. but ill let you lead since you do seem to know where it is I want to go, you can even pay" a smirk planted itself on her face and she walked away, leaving both of the guys behind.

David sat back up, a pained look on his face but he managed to smile "oh I like her, she has fire, but I have to ask is she always like that. ha who am I kidding how would a kid like you ever understand or appreciate a woman when he sees one" he said with a cheeky smile his hands made an hourglass directly aimed at the back of Muzai. "well looks like I got myself a date eh kiddo-" he said messing up Arthurs hair and in a few strides caught up to Muzai "-and I do believe its this way Miss" giving Muzai his most charming smile.

Johannes, seeing a few people coming, a dark haired man, a young guy with blue hair, and a girl with orange hair, made his way to open the door for them. "Hi, welcome. Pick any table you like ok?" After they were seated, he handed them menus and was standing there waiting for their selection of beverages. Then, out of nowhere, he felt an emotion that wasn't his. It must be Chamile! He snapped back to reality. "Oh, I'm sorry about this. Would you excuse me for a second? I forgot my pen." He went back to the kitchen and drank some water before composing himself. He was suppressing his urges like he has for the past 500 or so years. Howler the Hunter, almost as if it was a different person, was sealed away within Johannes mind, waiting to be free to destroy once again. He took a deep breath and went back out to the table. "Sorry about that. Now what would you like to drink?"

Arthur

While David's womanizing ways got on Arthur's nerves, it was his words after Muzai began to walk ahead that cemented his dislike for the man. "That depends quite a lot on what you mean by 'like this'. Also, I am not a child. I am sixteen years old, and I am perfectly capable of both understanding and appreciating women." Well, at least he hadn't mistook Arthur for a girl like some people did. That could have been varying degrees of awkward for everyone involved. With a scowl he slapped David's hands down from making the hourglass.

"well looks like I got myself a date eh kiddo-"

Arthur couldn't help but scoff at this. "Yeah, because nothing says infatuation like repeatedly injuring your genitals. And you say I don't understand women." The odd man then strode ahead, quickly catching up with Muzai and trying once more to be charming. That being the case, Arthur quickly hurried after them. Less so that he could help if David tried anything, more so he could laugh when Muzai made extra sure that he'd never be having children, a possibility that was already on its way to becoming quite unlikely, based on her strength and the number of times she'd struck already.

When they finally did arrive at the restaurant, a black-haired man opened the door for them. The place seemed deserted at the moment, and something in here put Arthur on edge. He couldn't identify it, or even get a general idea of why it might bother him, but there was definitely something bothering him.

Muzai

saddly for David Muzai ignored his attempts at trying to charm her, glancing at Arthur who caught up to him. finally they got to the resturant, without even meaning too Muzai began to daydream of all the food she would be eating an evil grin passed across her features at having David pay. who for the time being was actually quiet as if he lost interest in Muzai instead he focused on their waiter.

this made Muzai wonder, as both her miester and David seemed kinda hostile towards the guy. not that she cared 'eh must be manly protectiveness or something' she grinned sheepishly at their waiter ordering apple juice, David asked for a water and reverted to his normal self winking at a few girls the table over. this caused them to giggle in delight and it also earned David a kick to his shin which he tried to ignore the first time while saying "woman-" before getting cut off again.

Chamile

she wasnt bothered a bit by what happened next rather she was expecting it. Chamile stepped forwards a sly smile on her face, but her feet remained dry despite the blood that covered the ground rather it seemed it parted for her with each step she took. finally reaching the source of the cry for help Chamile looked up to see a coffin suspended in the air by already dying spells in an attempt to keep him lock away.

"well what do we have here crying for help what a nice greeting you gave us hmm" dipping a slender white finger into the blood Chamile licked the blood from her finger before raising it into the air and began to draw out runes. "chame- chame- chame- leon-" she chanted to help with the spell she was writing out.

soon an entire rune was visible with the blood and it glowed then began to spin at a high velocity around the coffin tearing at the spells that kept it like that as well as the coffine itself, soon all that was left was a man floating inside the runes that continued to circle around him at a such highspeeds it began to cut at its surroundings but it didnt even touch Chamile or the others nor did it even disturb a single hair on the mans head. smiling at her work Chamile opened her mouth to speak "wakey wakey our little Kishin time to reign this world with madness" . . .

Johannes brought the drinks, noticing the looks he was receiving from the table. Again? He was really being looked at like this again? Maybe he had something on his face. He smiled anyway, trying not to let it bother him. He noticed the girl wasn't giving him such a look though. He gave her an appreciative smile as he went and cleared the dishes from the table next to them. "I'll give you guys a few minutes to order decide?" Wow. It was amazing how young he could act, being a few thousands years old and all. As he got back in the kitchen, he put the dishes in the sink and then froze. He saw Chamile. She was unlocking something. Then it was gone/. Damn it! He thought. Why did I have to go and trade blood with her?! Now I keep getting these flashes! No doubt she'd feel a small amount of his aggravation. He was hoping for it. After a few minutes passed he went back to the table to take their orders. "Alright, who'd like to go first?"

Arthur

Arthur hadn't been glaring at the waiter at first, or even really looking at him for that matter. Arthur was far better at previewing soul wavelengths through touch rather than sight. Actually, he couldn't "see" souls at all, which in his family was something of an oddity. As a result, he had no idea what it was in the restaurant that was bothering him, just that there was indeed something. However, David seemed to be on edge as well, at least for a moment, and the source of his unease seemed to be their server for the meal. This of course drew Arthur's attention.

So distracted was he that he had no initial reply to the waiter's question upon his return. Instead, the meister turned to his companions. After all, he didn't even know what kind of food was served here, whereas these two seemed at least vaguely familiar with the place.

"Alright, who'd like to go first?"

"oh i do!" she said happily raising her hand in the air. then reaching for her menu Muzai began to skim through it thwn placed it down her face void of emotion. "id like to have one of everything on the menu and when i say everything that includes dessert and beverages" grinning from ear to ear. David stared at her in awe his mouth hung open before he managed to muster up an order of his own. "well um id like the country fired steak" giving the waiter his most charming smile. then turning to Muzai he spoke "you realize your underaged right" a look of amusement on his face thinking he had outsmarted her.

instead of a shocked look from Muzai she laughed. "ha your funny. i may look underaged but im not at least i dont think i am. just ask Arthur he's the smart one, i mean i look sixteen but thats because i was sixteen, seven years ago" her grin full of pride. David however still did not quite understand what she meant and with a grimance turned to Arthur for an answer. "so do you know why she can drink at such a young age" David had to spit out the words due to the fact that he really did not like having to ask Arthur.

The two students from NOT approached Professor Gray. "Excuse us, but how are ways to find out if one is a witch?" The Meister asked. He wanted to be sure before taking on a witch. He was also being discreet about it while his weapon blew it. "We think we found one in the city." The miester glared at him. "Oops". Being in NOT, bringing down a witch was big.

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Johannes laughed at David's face as he wrote down everything. He listened to the conversation with amusement. He looked at Muzai. " since you're trying everything, let me know what's good OK?" Then he felt a slap on his back. What the hell? Someone slapped him? Weird... later. Deal with it later. He looked at the other two and asked." And as for you two?"

Arthur

In response to Muzai's order, Arthur looked up in a sort of "why me?" gesture. Shinigami-sama preserve us, she's going to be drinking. Apparently, there was some confusion as to whether or not she was of drinking age, ending with David turning to ask Arthur. "Well, she said that she'd been in a coma for some time, but I don't see why that would have stopped her from aging. Also, I can't be expected to know all this; I just met her this morning." After a pause, he shrugged and added "Though I suppose that it is technically legal."

The waiter asking what he'd have resulted in another shrug from the blue-haired meister. "Honestly, I don't even know what kind of restaurant this is." He grinned sheepishly. "I guess I was too occupied with these two to notice." Speaking of distracting things, that feeling was stronger now. It was definitely coming from the waiter, though he couldn't tell why or what it meant. He seemed like a nice enough fellow, so why would he be giving off such an aura?

"Well, to put it simply without the extensive little history lesson, we are a Death themed American diner. We sell dishes like Death burgers and crypt fries, or a nice tombstone steak with a ghoul potato, and many other dishes for your lethal appetites. As for the dessert, our most popular one is Death by Chocolate triple layer chocolate cake. Despite the names and the themes, all the food is safe to eat and non lethal unless eaten to an inhuman excess." Then he leaned in as if telling a secret. "We even have an alcoholic drink called the Kishin, because it drives people completely insane with intoxication. I do not recommend drinking it if your going to school." With that he just about summed it up. After the extensive explanation, he looked at his uniform. It had Lord Death's face on it and a scythe on the back. His hat said "The Deadly Diner", the proud name of this establishment. Then he said. "I know, not exactly the best advertisement, but it sure peaks people's curiosity. Our main form of business is tourists I hear. Now that we've gotten all that across, do you two know what you would like?"

Muzai

Muzai stared at the waiter in awe at all the Death themed names, then broke out into a beaming smile. "awesome I think that's all so hurry and bring on the food!" she said with such eagerness it was surprising that Muzai hadn't fallen from her chair. David laughed, took all their menus and gave them to the waiter.

then turning to the both of them he decided to address the fact that Arthur said they had just met that very morning "so I'm rather curious how did the two of you meet eh?" a look of curiosity written all over his face. Muzai smiled at Arthur "oh yeah wait gosh darn it Arthur I forgot how we met urgh!" glaring at the table. Muzai's head hung low in shame at not remembering, then her stomach growled loudly and she too responded with a growl of her own. laying her cheek down on the table clothe Muzai cried tears of hunger "I'm so hungry!" complaining to no one in particular.

Arthur

Honestly, Arthur had absolutely no idea how he had missed that up til now. Maybe he could chalk it up to being really unnerved by the waiter? Speaking of which, he definitely seemed like a genuinely nice person, so why would he be projecting that weird aura? Then again, he supposed that not everyone who had a non-standard soul wavelength was by nature evil. In the end, Arthur did manage to pull himself out of his thoughts and order his food.

Arthur's expression changed to one of slight hurt, though he already knew that Muzai was rather forgetful, so it shouldn't have surprised him. "Muzai and I met early this morning when I found her napping in the middle of the street. Not the sidewalk. The street. Anyways, I was concerned, so I went to see if she was alright, but. when she woke up, she punched me. I assume it was just a reflex though. A reflex that's to be expected of one who makes a habit of sleeping in the middle of the street." The meister shrugged, as if to say there were no hard feelings. "In retrospect, I probably should have gone and gotten a stick or something."

Muzai

she smiled upon remembering that morning but also felt guilty about forgetting such an important event. so Muzai got out of her chair and bowed an apology to Arthur "im sorry for forgetting Arthur i really am" a frown on her face as she peeked out from her between her bangs. if Arthur looked at her he would have noticed she was looking threw her right eye most likely discerning whether or not he was mad at her.

David on the other hand laughed at the story "oi boy dont you know. your not suposed to make a woman upset ever." frowing at Arthur. then he turned to Muzai a chaming grin on his face, he took her arm pulling her in close. holding her chin in his hand, David tilted her head upwards and their faces were close. "ah forget about him my woman. he is nothing but a child who can never truly understand woman like moi. why dont you become my weapon, a weapon of love" his grin turned seductive as did his movements.

however like she had said before his antics didnt work on her, all they did was make Muzai irritated. so in one swift movement Muzai knee him in the groin and he sat back down his face soured in pain. "i told you to stop that didnt i" she growled then sat back on her own chair this time closer to Arthur. then leaning in, Muzai put a hand in front of her mouth to keep David from hearing orreading her next words "i say we ditch him after lunch but we cant lead him to DWMA or who knows what'll happen to his pervy mind with all those female students and staff" whispering in Arthurs ear.

Johannes was bringing an army of food. He had to move an extra table to put all of it on. Good thing he was abnormally strong, at least for humans. HE overheard Muzai talking to Arthur about ditching. He thought of something before leaning next to Muzai and whispering so David wouldn't hear or read. "If you two go to the back, I'll turn off the alarm to the fire escape door. I'll distract him while you two 'go to the bathroom'." He winked at Muzai as he brought David a Kishin drink. "On the house. You get a free drink with big orders!" Johannes beamed.

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Judori ran. She ran through the streets from a gang of thugs who had heard of her bounty. Wanted by the witches was bad enough. Now it was greedy humans! She ran into street, then an alley, then back to the main road. She couldn't shake them! She was fast, but they were tenacious. Then she saw the open door of a diner. It looked scary.

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In the midst of bringing the food, Johannes saw a girl with fox ears running towards the restaraunt with blinding speed and urgency, he opened the door and she dashed in. She hid behind him as the thugs caught up. "Out of the way, server boy! That little tramp is ours!" Johannes looked down. "Don't worry I'll hand this." He walked out to the thugs. "Is there a problem here, guys?" "Yeah we want that little fox thing that ran in there!" One pulled out a dangerous runic knife. A witch's blade? That was most unusual for the common street thug. "Out of the way or we'll cut you down. And it's gonna be worse than you think" "No." Johannes stood there looking the thugs dead in the eye, when one ran up and sucker punched him. No effect. The thug backed up. He had used brass knuckles. Johannes disappeared.

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Howler awoke and looked at the thugs through Johannes eyes. The only change to Johannes physical appeareance were the yellow eyes. Howler grinned. "You shouldn't have done that." With a quickness defying belief, Howler dispatched the first thug with a shattering punch to the neck, slamming him backwards. Then he came up and kneed the suckerpuncher hard in the stomach before uppercutting him a foot into the air. He had to maintain a human appearance. Then he dispatched the other 3 thugs with fast and powerful strike combos . Soon, all thugs were down and Johannes returned.

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Satisfied with Howler's work, he went back inside and found the foxgirl. She looked at all the food at the table and was drooling a bit. "ARe you hungry?" She looked up and nodded. "Take a seat I'll bring you something. They won't chase you anymore." With that he seated her at the table next to Muzai's.

"Its...his...aura..." The meister stammered, surprised at Gray's attention. "Its extremely unsettling to those who can see it. And I swear I've seen him before in...our DWMA history books. I don't remember what section but..." The miester was way too nervous for this, but it should be clear that more than just these two were shaken up. THis could be worth looking into.

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Judori sat in the diner sipping on her water. She looked around, still fearful. But, who was the guy who helped her was watching her. It was alittle unsettling, but it wasn't predatory. It was...concern?

Muzai

Muzai clapped her hands with glee at the sight of food and instantly began to eat hungrily. David took the Kishin drink oblivous to what was happening around him, at least until he heard the commotion outside, which was soon dealt with by their waiter. and this time he was sure of his suspicions, this guy wasnt human but neither was he, ill have to leave when were done with this for a moment he let his trueself leak out of his seal and smiled darkly before putting on that damn charming smile. "well i guess this is where we dig in correct" and he took started to eat his food.

Muzai on the other had still eating was grabbing whatever she laid hands on, and grinned at the two"come on Arthur eat up-hey dont touch my food you perv" growling at David who made the mistake of trying to eat her food. David simply stared at her in shock, not sure how such a young girl could eat so much and not show for it. suddenly Muzai spit out something a look of disgust apparent on her face. her tongue hung out of her mouth, she made hisssing noises and drank three cups of beer in only three gulps each. "hit Damn that was hot okay so then i cant handle spicy stuff dang it Josè would be dissaponted in me for that" a look of defeat on her face.

then she smiled again at the sight of her favorite pie that she just discovered was her favorite just the other day. "awesome rasberry pie" and ate it pretty quickly, oblivous to what had happened outside. tthen she noticed the weird girl that had stared at Muzais now greatly deplinished pile of food. then she went back to eating though was curious as to who she was.

Judori came up to Muzai's food and closed her eyes,, leaned forward and sniffed. "Mmmm it smells so good!" Then she looked at Muzai. "Oh, I'm really sorry about that, seriously I can't help it." Her eyes wide, Judori slowly backed up. She was still wary of this place. Her tail was wagging and her ears twitched. She couldn't salivating at the sight of the pie, which as it went down Muzai 's gullet, her smile disappeared in a comical manner. She was awestruck at the amount of food she saw go into this eating machine of a girl.

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Arthur

Arthur hadn't been upset that Muzai had forgotten about their meeting. He knew for a fact that she had forgotten more important things than that, and it wasn't as though she forgot these things on purpose anyway. He couldn't help but chuckle at David receiving another knee to the groin for his comments on the matter, and echoed his own words. "Oi, David, dont you know? Your not suposed to make a woman upset, ever."

"i say we ditch him after lunch but we cant lead him to DWMA or who knows what'll happen to his pervy mind with all those female students and staff"

"Honestly," Arthur replied, "I'd be more worried about what would happen to him when he tries hitting on them." He thought the waiter's plan of escape seemed fairly good, except for one minor detail. "Wouldn't it look rather odd for us both to leave for the bathroom at the same time?" Before there was a chance to further pursue this, Arthur's cellphone rang. This was quite surprising, considering that he used the device so little that he'd actually almost forgot that he owned it. Still, if someone was calling him, it was bound to be important. Excusing himself, the meister stepped outside the restaurant to take the call, passing a fox-eared girl with a matching tail as he went around the corner.

"Hello?" he asked, answering the cal.

"Arthur, Cassandra sensed something. We need everyone home now to discuss this." That said, the person on the other end, who Arthur identified as his father, hung up. Stepping into the restaurant's doorway, around which were several unconscious individuals, whom Arthur ignored for the moment, he waved at Muzai to get her attention. "Muzai, we've got to go. It's important." That was all he said until they were a good distance away, after which he began to explain. "I just received a call from my family. My sister sensed something, and they're calling us all home to talk about it. While this is a family matter, partners are always welcome, so there will be no problem with you accompanying me."

Technically, the Archer estate was closer to a mansion than a house. Sitting on the outskirts of the city, it was close enough to walk to, though it was admirably something of a long walk, particularly with the hurry they were in. Leaning back against the gate, was a short, rather androgynous person, who looked a great deal like Arthur. The person was dressed in smart, business-like attire, and had on a dark blue hat that, from the current angle, obscure the upper portion of their face. All the same, they seemed to notice when the two got close, and stepped forward to greet them. "Good to see you Arthur. You took a few minutes longer than I estimated, so I take it you didn't come straight from the academy." This was not a question, but an observation. Turning to Muzai, they added "My apologies, I don't believe we've met. I am Amelia Annalise Alice Archer. I assume you're my brother's weapon partner?" Rather ironically, the girl's voice and appearance was slightly more masculine than Arthur's, though this wasn't saying much. Frankly, both of them seemed fairly gender-neutral.

Johannes brought a plate of Cursed apple cobbler and deadly salmon to Judori. All she did was look down. Johannes was alittle annoyed. "Hey Nelson." "Yeah, jo?" "Can you cover my tables? I have to take care of something." "Sure thing." Johannes sat down across from her. "You've done nothing but stare at the table since those kids left. Whats your name? Whats on your mind?" Silence. "Do you have any parents? Where would they be?" Again silence. Then he heard her stomach rumble. Maybe she wasn't into the food he brought. "I guess I'll take this back..." As he got up to take the food she grabbed his wrist. "She looked up at him with impassive, yet fearful eyes. He knew that look. The look of someone who didn't know where to turn. "If you're not going to tell me the other things I've asked then at least tell me this. What will you do know? Do you plan to move in with a relative ro friend or do you plan to live off the streets like some urchin?" She looked down to hide it: her hopelessness. That was all he needed. He wished he could do...wait. Did he or did he not have bunkbeds for guests? Johannes smiled. "You know, I have my own house if you're interested. I've got plenty of room, warm water, good food, and a beautiful night sky to look at when I can't sleep. Until you find a plan, you're more than welcome to stay there with me. ALthough its not permanent got it?" She didnt say a word. He figured she would think about it. He walked away and she looked at him, astounded. Then she began to eat her food.

Muzai

She giggled at their words, Muzai found it amusing to hear the two bicker with one another. 'i wonder if i had siblings' a frown passed but Muzai forced herself to smile so they wouldn’t worry. She had been so caught up with her words she almost didn’t catch her question.
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So tell me, has my brother's confidence improved yet, or is he still hiding behind self-delusion?" "It is not my confidence that is lacking, but my motivation." Arthur quickly replied. Amelia did not respond to this, but noticeably smirked. "Allow me to ask a different question then, since Arthur has already answered my other one. What did you do to motivate Arthur to join the DWMA? He's been avoiding getting a partner up until now so that he doesn't have to go. So, what do you think changed his mind?"

Muzai thought long and hard, her tongue poking out from the corner of her mouth. It took the whole walk to the den, but Muzai was further distracted from her thoughts when Cassandra Arthur and Amelia’s older sister picked them up into a bear hug. Muzai chuckled at their exchange wishing she could be part of the hug but knew family moments were left to family. then Cassandra introduced their father, Jonathan Archer the name sounded familiar but Muzai pushed it aside assuming it was simply because he shared a last name with Arthur.'then again he is his father so it’s only natural'. Smiling Muzai bowed in respectful greeting a polite smile on her face.

Then she shot up suddenly remembering she never answered Amelia’s question. "Oh i never answered you question Amelia!" her hand covered the o that was her mouth and Muzai blushed a bit in embarrassment. But because she forgot about giving Amelia an answer, Muzai forgot what she was going to tell her so she went back to thinking again. Suddenly a smile crept across her face, slamming her fist into her palm to signify she found an answer of some sort.

Muzai cleared her throat, stood up straighter then turned to Amelia a straight face full of pride. "I have absolutely no idea" her answer was blunt and held so much truth in it was almost funny. Because of this Muzai burst out laughing, amazed at her ability to have sounded so serious. Then she turned back to Arthur and took him in a huge hug, which also lifted him from the ground if just for a moment. Then setting him back down, Muzai smiled at him cheerfully, "but I like to think it’s because were friends and the promise we made one another" ruffling his hair a little bit. Muzai had yet to let go of Arthur and so she used his shoulders as a kind of prop. Her arms were draped across his shoulders and her chin rested on the top of his head.

A serene smile appeared on her lips, and Muzai switched eyes carefully, making sure to close both then open her right slowly to look around the room with newfound curiosity. Muzai would most likely stay like that until Arthurs mother came home or he told her himself to let go, for now Muzai had forgotten who it was she holding in her arms and simply waited patiently for their discussion to start.


Chamile

A distasteful frown came across her lips, looking back over to Aurora. Chamile shook her head in disappointment at the younger witches’ failure at hiding her obvious pleasure. "Girl you need to stop being so open its disgusting. It’s sad that hearing the screams of old hags makes you happy i for one prefer them to be young and handsome, oh which reminds me there is someone I’d like to visit" a sly smile on her face.

Then Chamile stopped just for a moment to grab the younger witch. "You really are an idiot aren’t you, it’ll take all day or more depending on how much the witches struggle, for the Kishin to finish. Especially with his meal consisting of some rather old and powerful witches hmmm. They will put up a fight but that does not matter, as they'll die anyways. I don’t think you want that now would you, let’s go find us some meisters and play with then yes?" her voice low and dark.

After that little speech Chamile let go of Aurora and created a portal that went straight to Death City. "As a warning I’ll be running some personal errands so do as you please but do not follow me" Chamile then stepped through the portal and right onto a cobblestoned street a diner loomed over her.

It took her awhile to find him but she did, after concentrating really hard. Thankfully with her chamo ability, Chamile was just about able to hide her presence but not completely. If someone had tried hard enough they would have sensed her, and for a moment Chamile slowed down with watchful eyes as she passed a young man (Prof. Gray) with white hair. Chamile knew him as a young prodigy at DWMA and she did not like him.

But she took it all in stride, not like he would be able to see her, maybe sense a peek of her soul but not enough to get his suspicions high. Anyway back to the present Chamile stood before a nice looking house; her eyes scanned the surrounding as and stepped right up to the door. With brute strength that very few witches possessed due to them relying so much on their magic, Chamile broke the lock and entered the home. Looking around Chamile found nothing of importance, until she came upon a young girl (Judori) with fox ears and a matching tail to go. A curious smile twitched at her lips but she did not let it show.
Instead Chamile walked right up to the girl and showed herself to her, “so he has a girl now does he. Alas he should have known better oh well” the girl let out a yip of surprise and scrambled to get away from Chamile. But Chamile caught her by the shoulder as she passed.

What happened next was astounding, as three halos of light passed through Chamile, as they passed her appearance changed, to look exactly like the fox girl; ears and all. Then a flurry of memories clouded her mind and Chamile’s vision swam with colors, but it passed as soon as it came. Now she didn’t know everything there was to know about the girl only the most recent and those were good enough.

The girl gasped at her mirror reflection, but that moment was all Chamile needed to take her out of commission. With a simple blow to the head, the fox girl crumpled to the ground, unconscious and would not pose a problem at all for later. But something did perk her interest ’hmm what an interesting preference’ a seductive smile passed across imposter Judori’s face that did not seem right of an expression expected of a fourteen year old. So with that Judori went in search of Johannes, her tail swished to rest in front of her to cover her nakedness, ’good things it’s so fluffy. This is embarrassing even for me’ when she does find him Judori will pounce on him, making sure to accentuate her body or rather her bust as the girl didn’t have much else.

148...149...150! With that, Johannes dropped the 500 lb bar with weights and swam back the well shaft to come up out of an opening behind his house covered by a trap door. It was an 80ft deep fresh water reservoir that he used for exercise and water. He had finished one handed curls today and picked up a towel, drying off his stone hard body. He looked good for his age. The girl from earlier had decided to come home with him, so he had to wear a bathing suit for decency. He had left 15 minutes ago and Judori had followed him. He had told her the rules and food arrangements. And of the wards that tell him if an intruder had broken in. Still shirtless, he went inside. He found Judori...naked. he dropped the towel and slowly averted his eyes...

Judori

Judori continued to look for Johannes, but neednt have worried for he found her first. a fox like smile passed across her face and she darted over to Johannes, slamming into him. Judori expected Johannes to fall over from the force of their collision but he only stepped back probably from surprise or this girls body was stronger than it looked. 'phoo what a shame but i still got my reaction' a predatory smile plastered itself onto her face but it dissapeared as she leaned in close to sniff Johannes. "you smell like water and sweat have you been working out or something?" her voice innocent with curiosity. Judori now stood on her own feet her tail wagged behind her. she didnt even bother to cover herself but instead hugged her body. "you know its awfully cold in her Mr. can you turn the heat up or something" cheery and all you would never have guessed it was Chamile the whole time.

suddenly she pounced on him again making sure to trip him backwards while doing so. laying out on top of his chest Judori pretty much fit perfectly on that one spot. resting her chin on her hands, Judori kicked out her legs, tail swishing behind her in happiness. one finger traced patterns along his chest, and for a moment Judori looked away shyly then glanced back at Johannes. "does this make you uncomfortable Johannes? if so ill can just leave and i wont bother you again" giving him the worlds most convincing pout and fluttered her eyes at him.

Having seen women naked many times over his life, Johannes stifled his pervert side and smiled. "Nothing could make me uncomfortable in my house. And why would you leave? You just got here." Johannes gently sat up and stood Judori on her feet. Johannes then sniffed himself and paused before he undresses and went to the open bathroom (he'd have to get a screen for Judori) and he got into the curtain less shower. ( It was HIS house. What did he care? But he would have to get a curtain now.) He had a good day today. On his way to the bathroom he had walked very close to the real Judori...

Muzai

Muzai continued to use Arthur as an arm rest and because of that she fell asleep, through the whole debate. So she never did hear what Cassandra said. Even if she was awake it wasn’t like Muzai would be able to elaborate what that jagged thingy was since she herself couldn’t see her soul.

But back to the point. Feeling a shift in her make shift pillow that was Arthurs soft blue hair Muzai woke up spluttering out words in a completely different language than Spanish or English. Hell you couldn’t even call it Japanese her native tongue but rather what she suddenly said was a mixture of all three languages together. Realizing what had just happened Muzai bowed, her face the color of a tomtato.

“I’m so sorry I fell asleep again but I really couldn’t help it Arthurs hair was just so soft and it was like a pillow. Something I haven’t used in a while but back to the point what am I supposed to be thinking about?”

Judori

That was not the reaction she had been looking for at all. But oh well there were bond to be more opportunities to make Johannes flustered. And one of them just opened up to a possibility. Judori smiled evilly and ran to where Johannes was in the shower.

“Hey taking a warm shower without me what a meanie!” jumping into the stall with him. Judoris tail was held down by the weight of the water, but it still shook back and forth like she was wagging her tail. Then she turned to face Johannes a bored and utterly strange expression on her face. “You know for being one of the oldest and probably someone close enough to be called an ally by me. You sure are stupid when it comes to remembering people.”

Stepping out of the shower stall, Judori shook herself off creating a puddle of water where she stood. “It’s a shame though seeing as I do like this body but it has yet to reach its ripe fruition. And who would have guessed you had a thing for the young ones hmm Howler”. Placing one hand on her hip, three white halos passed through her body. As they did so everything about Judori changed, now in her place stood Chamile, a bored expression on her face. “come we have some catching up to do” turning on her heel Chamile left the bathroom and back to the living room where the real Judori lay behind the couch.

"(Ugh I hate posting from my phone.)

Johannes blushed a bit at the fact that Judori was in the shower with him. It was cute and all, but something told him there was a slight thing amiss. Odds were, it was the expression she made. THen the comments about the body...THis wasn't Judori. When it turned into a fully developed pale woman with white hair and a white skin tight outfit, he immediately panicked. How? How had they found him?? Johannes' composure slipped for a second. Only a second. THat was all that was needed. Howler quickly siezed control.

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Johannes' hair turned whitish gray and his skin a slightly darker shade of it. His muscles swelled until the inhuman creature stood at 7 ft. A monster amongst men. Weighing 260lbs of pure muscle in this form, the transformation magic took about 15 seconds. Once complete, Howler lunged at Chamile. His strong muscled hand around her throat, seals and restraints were activated within his house that Johannes had created should Howler ever lose it. The restraints stopped him from squeezing hard enough to do any harm, maybe slight discomfort, then the seals pulled Howler to the center of the room. He would be kept there until he settled down. Considering the look of rage in his yellow iris-ed black eyes, it would be some time. His energy was distorting the very air around him as he struggled against the powerful seals.

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Judori shifted in her sleep. She felt a strong wave of energy. WHat was it? It felt...angry. Very angry. Ancient too, although after those two words it was hard to describe. It felt like the nice waiter, but...not him at the same time. WHat was this? WHy couldn't she escape this void of blackness? That woman...she would get her...somehow...

The two students from earlier, after snooping around a bit, pinned down the one place that all the weird reports had come from. They slipped into Gray's classroom and left a note on his desk telling him where to meet them. They realized that this witch might be stronger than they thought if it could elude Gray. The note read "Meet at the Deadly Diner. That's where we felt the odd aura." "Do you think he'll believe us? He's probably still mad at us because he couldn't find the witch." "Maybe. Witches can use soul protect, but this guy felt...wrong and out of place..."

Chamile

“What a fearful expression you have” raising one brow at Howler or rather Johannes. Chamile stood to meet him but then something new happened, Johannes changed in a very dramatic way. Everything about his appearance changed and now he stood at his full height. Chamile had to look up at him but his body mass did nothing to intimidate her. Rather this is what she had been waiting for.

A smile crept unto her pale lips as a hand lunged for her throat, but the seals in the room kept Howler at bay. Chamile licked her lips as something that appeared very much to be red as it flushed her cheeks with a hint of pleasure. But Chamile was glad the seals were in place otherwise he would have snapped her neck in two.

Grabbing hold of his arm with both hands, Chamile let her nails dig into his flesh and when she let him go she left crescent moons on his skin. “Well, well, well. What do we have here, guessing from the look you had on your face you did not expect me to find you. But don’t you know you can’t hide from not after that little incident a few hundred years ago.” Her lips twitched to form a smile but then her usual bored expression took over.

“So do tell me Howler how you’ve been doing since I last saw you. I see you have brought in a new one this time under wing. Your big heart just couldn’t help but fall for her scrawniness?” Chamile teased him. She sat back down, one leg slipped over the other as she leaned back in the cushioned chair.

Arthur

“I’m so sorry I fell asleep again but I really couldn’t help it Arthur's hair was just so soft and it was like a pillow. Something I haven’t used in a while but back to the point what am I supposed to be thinking about?”

Arthur was surprised that she had managed to fall asleep without falling forward, though he supposed it was best not to look a gift horse in the mouth and all that. "Cassandra thinks that there are witches in the city, and that there's trouble brewing in the witches' realm." Cassandra laughed at the pun, but Arthur continued without acknowledging this, or indicating whether or not it had been intentional. "For the moment, the portal is closed, and she can't track an of them down, so there doesn't seem to be much we can do about it. I was asking your opinion on all this. Also, we'd better get going if we want to make it to class on time."

Amelia

"If this concludes our meeting, I have cases that need to be investigated. Farewell. It was nice meeting you Muzai." With that, Amelia walked out of the den, and was about to open the front door, when her sister stopped her. "Wait. Before you go, I wanted to warn you; there's something really strong and really angry somewhere in Death City. It isn't as strong as whatever I felt in the witches' realm, and it seemed sort of restrained, but it's still dangerous, so be careful." With a confidant smirk, and a tip of her hat, Amelia stated simply "I'll keep that in mind. Thank you for the information." Moments later, she was gone, riding her motorized scooter into the city.

On the way, she began to think about where to start. She could begin by just walking around town, asking people if they'd seen anything out of the ordinary recently, but then again, this was Death City. For something to seem odd here, it would have to strain the sanity of people who lived elsewhere. Briefly, she considered trying to speak with Lord Death himself, but that might not be an option, even with the Archer family's standing. Still, lacking an actually crime scene to investigate, Amelia figured that this was the next best thing, so she may as well try.

So it was that the pint-sized detective made her way to the Death Weapon Meister Academy, and stopped in front of what appeared to be a reception desk. "Amelia Annalise Alice Archer, of the Archer family. Do you know if Lord Death is busy at the moment? There's an important matter that I'd like to speak with him about."

Muzai

“Oh I see. Well I say we should go inform um who was he again . . . oh right Lord Death his name was?” placing one hand on her hip as she contemplated whether or not that was the right name. “Well anyway let’s just wait a bit to see what happens. It always best to watch and gather data on our enemies before actually facing them right” giving him a smile.

Then glancing at a clock Muzai noticed what time it was. “Hey Arthur I think we should start heading back like you said.” Releasing her meister from her embrace Muzai stepped forwards and bowed to his family. “it was a pleasure meeting all of you and I promise to take good care of Arthur” smiling some.

Chamile

She kept her composure not that it would have slipped considering his little joke didn’t bother her. a smile played at the edges of her mouth ready to turn lips into smiling ones. "I take it, from the fact that you've found me, that you have been busy. So...what do you want with me?" Chamile watched him through narrow eyes that then changed to a fascinating swirl of blues and greens. One hand held one cheek in deep thought before she spoke.

“Why I came for you . . . hmm good question boy.” Standing up Chamile looked up at Johannes who only stood a head taller than her not that it mattered. In terms of magic she would beat his ass, but in brute strength he would have some trouble but in the end he could kill her. The white witch circled around Johannes eye every inch of his body but mainly the magic seals that kept him at bay. “Oh what intricate seals, couldn’t have done it better myself. But then I why would I want to keep back such a beast from his true potential mmm and who would have thought you actually cared for the well-being of others. For isn’t that why you set these seals to protect the people” Chamile studied him even more like he was some specimen.

“But back to the point, the Kishin is alive feeding on quite the tasty meal. When he awakens all hell or rather madness will break loose. I simply thought you would like to hear this piece of news and figure out whose side you’re on. Alas I must go I’m a busy woman you see, things to do and plan for. Do take care of yourself, dog” stretching the last word. And with that Chamile left Johannes home in search of Aurora.

Howler

Judori looked down and then back up at the massive hunter. "So...im a liability. If that's true why don't you make me leave." "Two reasons. One, you know who I am and what I am. Two....Johannes would cry. " I would not!. "As long as you do as I say and follow the rules as well as do the occasional chore or two, we will get along just fine. You're not the reason I'm here. And don't get any ideas. The only reason you're alive is because Johannes sought to make you his friend. I swear my other half gets so melodramatic sometimes it hurts. To me, you're just a walking rug. Any questions?" "Yeah." Judori looked around the house. "Can I put in some small homey touches? This place is nice and all, but I want a specific area that's just for me." Howler looked at her and then his house. "Very well, but nothing too extensive."

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Death looked at his mirror and then thought to himself. Something's afoot! Witches in the city? His city? This can't possibly be good. Especially with that nasty incident 30 years ago. "Gray. That's who I should talk to. And Ellis! This could be interesting." With that, he sent for them both.

Howler stepped outside his house. He was adamant that Judori understood everything that needed to be understood. She seemed like a smart little fox, although the way she sniffed him was a bit off. Nobody's perfect. Not even Howler. As he walked out into the desert, he came upon the head of a golem he had destroyed many years ago after a few miles of a quick pace. He smiled. He knew just what to do tonight for fun. He made a portal for the Czech Republic. Hopefully the designs for the golems they were making nowadays have improved since the last time he went there...

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Judori started sweeping and dusting the inside of her new home. God, you'd think that for being a dangerous sorcerer, he'd at least keep his house clean! Seriously, am I to be his petty little maid???? Judori was angry. Not at Howler, but at herself. Why had she even associated herself with him? She hated magic users (besides animals like herself) and now she was living with one! And not just any sorcerer, but Howler the Hunter! Howler, who has killed more meisters and weapons who have hunted him than any other witch or sorcerer in history! Howler, the one warrior of the Old Circle who was still alive! She hated her luck. Hated it! Although, Johannes at least seemed nice. She knew nothing about the alter ego.

It has been a two weeks since Cassandra older sister to Arthur, siblings in the renowned Archer Family, has sensed the presence of a malicious power seeping from a portal created by the witch Chamile and Aurora. The Kishin is now awake and Chamile and her companion(s) are negotiating with this mad man on how they will get back at DWMA.

As for the students, some have gone on missions, while others are still trying to get used to one another as partners. And some students have dropped out due to becoming incompatible with this dangerous life as the weaker witches are making more and more appearances around them.

In a faraway place, a small group of witches and one Kishin take refugee waiting for their chance to strike. With the use of seals and barriers it will take a while for DWMA to find them. But don’t worry Lord Death is very much aware of their presence but without knowledge of their location he cannot do much other than to send out scouts in search of this powerful group.

The setting is during the day on Sunday before they go to school the next day. Students will either be on missions or having fun. It’s up to the students on what they want to do for their last normal weekend until Lord Death informs them of the Kishins awakening on Monday, during class.

(OOC:Sunday IC will only last for two weeks in real time so don't take too long. once those two weeks are up or everyone is done with their Sunday then we will go to Monday morning)

Howler stood upon mesa in the Nevada desert. Shirtless, he was practicing his newly (if 500 years can be counted as such) secret sword techniques. He was carefully moving his body in a way that kept his blades spinning and rotating around his limbs and upper torso. Called Blade Armory, this was his greatest technique. With it, he swiftly defeated Mifune, although considering Mifune was a human swordsman, it wasn't truly that challenging. This technique used all his blades and they always hit their mark. He began performing high level jiujutsu with the blades spinning. No one has ever mastered this set of skills. He used his blades to slice through multiple stone formations.

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Judori was reading home decoration magazines. She smiled as Howler walked in from working out. She grinned even wider as he stopped. It appears he noticed the redecoration. Howler was in shock. She had redecorated the entire house in the name of, you guessed it, hello kitty. All the swords and blades clammered onto the floor as well as Howler dropping to his knees. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Judori was cracking up inside. "Hey, you like it?" She gave her most innocent smile. Howler was slightly freaking out from the sheer cuteness of it all. It was sickening and appalling to him. He couldn't move...

Howler was crouched in a fetal position in the corner. Hello Kitty....EVERYWHERE! It was too horrible! He, the killer of meisters and weapons alike, now had a house decorated like a 12 year olds dream bedroom! It was....oh god...

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Judori looked at her host. Obviously he was throwing a tantrum, but she was beginning to feel alittle concerned for him. Did he have epilepsy of sorts? Then she looked at the clock. "Johannes! You'll be late if you don't get going to work! And bring me back some Death by BBQ wings!" That seemed to do the trick. Howler shrunk back into a normal human and Johannes reappeared. Realizing that Judori had reorganized everything, he went into a small panic when the fox girl handed him his clothes. He then got dressed and ran as fast as he could to work. He hadn't been late all week! He wasn't going to start now.

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"Johannes! You have tables 1, 5 and 6. Makes us proud!" The manager, Chris, shouted as he walked in the door. The place had had more business due to Johannes contributions. The only thing that really changed was that the other employees noticed how much he was getting tipped so they decided to follow suit in hopes of getting more money from the customers. Overall, everything seemed to improve. Soon, it was a hotspot for students too, even though they didn't usually tip, they were still a source of income. Johannes had even heard a teacher had stopped by. Imagine the Deadly Diner getting a cafeteria contract from DWMA! The business would be perfect. Howler, now inside Johannes, growled at that. Johannes suppressed him and continued serving his customers.

Chamile

Chamile smiled walking about as if she wasn’t a witch planning the demise of DWMA. She headed in the direction of a certain restaurant passing by a student pair, her eyes flashed red for a moment but returned back to being blue again. Chamile reached the restaurant and stepped inside seating herself and waited for someone to get to her.

Chamile watched the waiters but one in particular who was unaware of the eyes that watched him. Waving over a young girl Chamile pulled her close and took her notepad and wrote something on it. She then tore out the paper folding it up to give to the girl. “My dear would you mind giving this to that young man over there.” Nodding over to Johannes, the girl nodded back and walked over to him handing him the note that read last chance my dear to be part of the fun. Would be a shame if you died a lousy death with no fun in it at all But by the time he would have asked about the note or who it came from Chamile had left the restaurant and was out of reach by anyone who was human. Looking around Chamile made sure there was no one watching and created a portal to another certain location.

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Chamile stepped into a rather rundown village heading in the direction of one of the grander huts. As she did so however three golden white halos of energy enveloped her as they passed through her individually and she changed back to her normal appearance and redid her soul protect. However as her eyes adjusted to the dim lighting of the hut the smell of blood overwhelmed her senses and she looked around to see that the inside of the hut was in shambles. “Well what have we here? Having fun without me I see. Tell me Gitana what happened here? Looks like a pig slaughter house in here . . .” she reached the back the hut and pulled the curtain back to reveal a rather large amount of souls. One of them was the dark red of a witches soul while the other twenty or so were blue.

Tilting her head to the side in curiosity Chamile walked back outside looking through most of the huts and found even more blue souls. “Well I’ll be, did a student come by and kill you Gitana oh I know. Tell me how long do you plan on hiding my dear. I don’t bite you know at least not if plan on killing me like you did Gitana.” Turning around Chamile faced the young man who stood in the shadows nearly blending in within the shadows.

Johannes read the note just as a black robed figure sat down. Everyone inside the diner was mystified and confused. Lord Death???? At the Dealy Diner? Then the Grim Reaper held up a large hand. "Excuse me, but could you all take your food and exit the building. Yes, the staff too." Everyone left the diner. "Not you." Johannes stopped. Once everyone was gone, Death looked at him. "Well, it's certainly been awhile. How have you been? Oh, that's right. I'd like to talk to Howler if you don't mind." Johannes transformed into Howler while Death closed the blinds. Howler looked at the Shinigami. "How long have you known I was here." "The whole time. Its not that you're bad at hiding, it's just that I'm better at finding. That and whenever someone enters Death City, if they have any flaws in their Soul Protect, will be detected." "Hmph, I should have known you'd pull something like that." "Indeed. You know, at first, I thought it was just a petty little witch. But when I looked into i more, well, you can imagine my surprise. Howler the Hunter in MY city. I do appreciate you showing little to no hostility towards the DMWA. That's why I'm giving you the boot instead of killing you. Now, get out of my city. That is all." "Judori." "What was that?" "This foxgirl I found. She needs a home." "Ah yes, I know about her, too. I also find her taste in decor rather amusing." Howler glared at the SHinigami who started laughing uncontrollably. "Oh, do forgive me. There's very few things that get under your skin but I have never imagined it would be cute little kitty faces." "You mock me...fine. Mock me all you want. Just...Make sure Judori remains safe." "This is something I'd expect from Johannes, but not from you. Never Howler the Hunter. You remind me of a man my students and teachers once fought a long time ago. Interesting..." Howler opened a portal to leave. "On one condition Howler."

Howler had found her. Chamille just as she transformed. "Mind if I play?" Holwer walked towards them with a longsword in each hand.

Silver stood there smiling as this new woman darted in almost faster than his eyes could follow. Before he was able to react she'd kissed him then pushed him away as she landed she was enveloped by 3 halos of light and once they'd faded she wasn't she anymore... It was him. “You know it’s been an awfully long while since I took on a man’s form and now I remember why, their so restricting. Don’t you think, Quick Silver?"

Silver cocked his head to the side taking in the sight of him staring at... himself. He started laughing. "You even sound like me! I'm not sure how you were able to copy me so perfectly, but that was amazing. Your Soul Wavelength even feels close to mine other than that it was a perfect change! Though as for how restrictive my body is. I guess I've never noticed. This is the only body I've had." Silver laughed and walked over to the other him. "You seem fun not like the other witches who only want things to stay the same. Same is boring." Before Silver could continue there was a slight flash, and a man appeared walking towards them with two drawn swords. Silver turned towards the new arrival his grip tightening on his tonfa. The new comer walked towards them addressing the other Quick Silver. "Mind if I play?"

Chamile

"You even sound like me! I'm not sure how you were able to copy me so perfectly, but that was amazing. Your Soul Wavelength even feels close to mine other than that it was a perfect change! Though as for how restrictive my body is. I guess I've never noticed. This is the only body I've had." The real Silver then laughed walking over to her. "You seem fun not like the other witches who only want things to stay the same. Same is boring."

With a raised brow Chamile stared back at the witch. “You must really be a fool to not understand how that happened or to even dare to get near me. I could be devising a plan to kill you and that step towards me could have been predicted. But luckily I have no intention to kill you; you see I believe great minds think alike and I have just met that great yet foolish mind.” However their possible conversation was interrupted by a late party crasher and it was none other than her beloved acquaintance Howler the Hunter.

"Mind if I play?" his question was directed at her; how he knew it was her will always amaze her and it was one of the many things that frustrated her to no end. must be that damn link we have her eyes narrowed at Howler and a smile played on her lips. “Would I mind is a good question. But first things first how the hell did you find me, only one man in the world could possibly figure out my location. You wouldn’t have happened to visit the greatest threat to our kind; Lord Death?” her eyes widened behind the cloaks hood and before either men knew it Chamile had appeared besides Howler. “Now let’s see what this body of yours can do Quick Sliver.”

She reached forwards grabbing Howlers long swords in both her hands and began to shape them in a way that they were no longer of use to him. The shape they now held would keep him at bay if just for a little while, for they had wrapped around his arms keeping them close to his torso to restrict his movements. With the skill only a great and powerful witch such as herself could accomplish Chamile had added a few seals to the metal to enhance its resistance. Chamile then kicked out at his legs to bring him to his knees. As he fell; Chamiles body reverted back to her original body and she raised one leg to push him back to the ground so her foot rested on his color bone. White hair obscured most of her face save for one glowing red eye that flashed with malicious intent in them. “Holwer as much as I enjoy your company and wished you could have joined our ranks but if you give me the correct answer I will spare your life but only because I like your company. The wrong answer and I will not hesitate to decapitate your head, is that understood?” without waiting for an answer Chamile asked one more question. “Now answer me this Howler, whose side are you on?”

Howler looked up at Chamile and grinned, then began laughing. "Not bad, Chamille, not bad. Yes I talked to the Reaper, but I'm not here to kill you like he wanted. I want to see if you can buy my allegiance. It's always interesting to see what my support is worth." Howler broke the blades around his arm then pushed Chamille's leg aside as he got up. "Working on your seals. I should have created a barrier before coming here. So whose your...friend?"

Judori walked to the DWMA and shied away from every student she passed. Why had Johannes sent her here? In the middle of her train of thought, she bumped into Lord Death himself. “Why hello! You must be Judori! Johannes told me a great deal about you! Come this way, I’ll show you to your room.” Ten minutes later, they arrived at a room behind the library that was prepared. “You must be exhausted, so I’ll let you get some rest. See you tomorrow at breakfast!” The Reaper disappeared, leaving Judori alone with her thoughts. Why? Johannes left her alone! But…he made sure she was cared for. It still made no sense…

(Ugh, brainfart Xp)

Chamile

He looked up at her and began to laugh, which of course was a cause for concern. Raising a brow Chamile listened as he spoke, “not bad Chamile, not bad. Yes I talked to the reaper, but I’m not here to kill you, like he wanted. I want to see if can buy my allegiance. It’s always interesting to see what my support is worth.

After that he broke the once sharp blades and began took control of the conversation once more, all the while sending her to the ground; much to her surprise. “Working on your seals, I should have created a barrier before coming here. So whose your . . . friend?”

Chamile snorted but jumped back to her feet and away from Howler, just in case he tried something again. Silver eyes narrowed to mere slits the pupil themselves reptilian in appearance. She thought for a moment, gathering her thoughts together and came to a conclusion or rather a question. Is Howler worth all this trouble? But none the less she wasn’t going to let him make a fool of her especially in front of her [i[friend[/i]. taking a deep breathe, Chamile let go of her anger and calmed down, her face lacked emotion as it should in this type of situation.

“So you were under orders to kill me huh? Interesting that you didn’t, I wonder how he’ll feel knowing that you betrayed him.” She said with a hint of mirth, “but do you really think I can’t afford you, I have many ways of getting you to join me. I’ll even use your own life against you if I had to. You see remember that little blood donation you gave me? Well let’s just say I didn’t let it go to waste and being one of the few witches who excels in binding magic I could quite possibly use your own blood to seal you in a human body. Much the same way Johannes appears or when you get ‘excited’ in your own home.” Chamile rested one slender white finger against her cheek as if she was studying a specimen before her. and which to a degree she was, trying to figure out the best way to make that spell work.

“That or something else less grand maybe, something a bit cliché in my opinion. I could possible hold Judori hostage, I know how she thinks, I guess you could say I know everything there is to know about her but not quite. I could be joking but who knows I could very well be telling the stone cold truth my dear Howler.” The usual seductive smile returned, and she moved in a way that showcased her body to the maximum as Chamile walked closer to Howler. However the white haired woman stopped right before him when she transformed, dark hair and pale skin, fox ears at the top of her head and a bushy reddish-brown tail came forwards to hide her nakedness. “now you wouldn’t want to kill her would you, remember I know I how she swaps places with other things, and I have modified it to a certain degree. The moment you try to kill me I would have swapped places with Johannes little friend and you would have killed her. Tough I’m not sure if she is really all that important to you; dead or alive” a little laugh escaped her lips as she watched his reaction to his words. Then turning back around, Chamile watched him over her small shoulder tail swishing behind her as she walked back to Quick Silver. Placing a small hand on his shoulder she rested her chin on his shoulder but reverted back to her original form. “And concerning my little friend well he isn’t really my friend as he hasn’t agreed to be mine yet. But that’s up for him to decide, if yes I’ll gladly take him to meet my rather powerful and crazy friend, if no well let’s just say I’m in need of a little vengeance no?” her words tapered off as a question, one that was directed at Quick Silver.

Hibiki

There was a flash of white as Hibiki changed out of his weapon form. "Well you did better than I thought you were going to but you need to keep your head getting angry like that during a fight won't do anything but get you hurt." Hibiki smiled softly but quickly replaced it with his usual blank expression. "As for the rest of the day you've made a lot of progress today if we keep drilling we'll be a functional team in no time, but we can relax we've been at this for almost 5 hours and your exhausted. We should go back and relax for the rest of the day." With that Hibiki started walking towards the apartment. He paused at the edge of the clearing. "Are you coming or do I need to launch more pine cones at you?"


Quick Silver

Quick silver watched in silence as the witch battled against the new comer threatening him with some strange fox girl before crossing back to Silver and resting her head on his shoulder. “And concerning my little friend well he isn't really my friend as he hasn't agreed to be mine yet. But that’s up for him to decide, if yes I’ll gladly take him to meet my rather powerful and crazy friend, if no well let’s just say I’m in need of a little vengeance no?” Silver tilted his head slightly as he thought about the question. He looked slowly around the village his eyes pausing over the newcomer. After a few moments he decided on his answer. He turned so he was facing the witch and bowed. "I'd be happy to join you and your friend. I've been looking for something to entertain me for a while now." He smiled the Tonfa in his hands melting into a pair of coiled bracelets that wrapped around his wrists. "After all you seem fun and if your friend is as crazy as your saying he is that should be even more fun!" Silver smiled and stood back up to his full height. "So where are we going?"

After seeing the younger witch(or sorcerer) join Chamille, Howler let out a maniacal laugh. "You really want to try that swapping trick? I guess you're not as smart as you think you are, Chamille. First off, she gives off a slight flash of light when she does it, and second, where is she right now? You'd be going into the fir out of the frying pan. And besides, no need to threaten my life, especially for what I want. Medusa had an experiment with black blood. The only think I demand is her notebook on the black blood. That is all I want. That is my price. I think it would be a bargain to you, for I know you enjoy my company as well as my strength. Not to mention, Kishin or not, DWMA won't go down without my help. Death has no doubt taken extra precautions should a Kishin ever arise. His son is long out of danger's reach, while his Death scythes remain close at hand. No Kishin can defeat him alone, no matter what support they have from witches or magic. You need brute strength for that fight. And my barriers. Not to mention, I'm the only one skilled enough with portals to move an army without being seen by death. Thats one way I was able to sneak here. You know what I say is true. Even if you copy me, it would be much more beneficial to you to have me as your ally then to merely copy my abilities. Not to mention, Judori is already within the academy. That means I can enter the fortress whenever I want, since Death can't detect the swapping. I'm also not a witch, so Death's anti witch measures won't work against me upon infiltration. You can't pass up this deal." Howler looked at Chamille and her new companion, waiting for an answer.

Kiego

Kiego couldn’t believe the lecture he was getting from Hibiki. well aren’t you sunny he couldn’t help but smile at the strange way his partner voiced his concern. The fact that he smiled something he hadn’t seen before piqued Kiego’s curiosity but then Hibiki replaced it with the expression he had before. The thought of relaxing brought that smile back to his face but then his thoughts wondered onto what Hibiki did in his spare time.

Then he heard pine cones, "Please no more pine cones. I think I’ve dealt with a lifetime of pine cones being thrown at my head!" glaring at his newfound partner but soon broke into a grin. Kiego jogged over to Hibiki, walking slightly behind him. He stretched and folded his arms behind his head as he walked. A smile of content and closed eyes anyone could tell how happy Kiego was at finally getting things started with their training.

Chamile

Chamile smiled at his answer and noted the fact that his metal tonfas changed form and were now a pair of coiled bracelets. "After all you seem fun and if your friend is as crazy as your saying he is that should be even more fun!" he stood back up and to regain his normal height. "So where are we going?"

“That my dear will be answered in due time.” Chamile liked the way the situation was handling itself but now she needed to focus her attention on Howler. As always he found the upper hand in her attempts to get the better of him. She didn’t like his laugh either and to prove her point the situation once again went back into Howlers favor.

However his price was a bit absurd and strange but she understood why he had taken such a liking to the infamous witch’s research of black blood. Her lips twitched at the ends in what could have been a smile or a frown but to Howler it would seem like a frown seeing as Chamile didn’t quite get what she had wanted. “Fine if that’s your price than so be it, I do believe I know the whereabouts of her notebook but all in due time my dear. But yes I understand how this would play out, didn’t you think I already knew that you big oaf. Remember I’m not just a pretty face so don’t think this is your win as that is where you’re wrong.
As for a deal I can’t refuse that’s where you’re wrong I have every right to refuse but because I have other uses besides your damn strength I’ll simply accept. But my, my Howler it seems you thought all of this through were you really trying to make me say yes.” A smirk implanted itself on her face as she spoke and Chamile was right there were things she knew Howler did not know of or could ever find out. She wasn’t considered one of the strongest and the most dangerous witch for nothing, Chamile was always steps ahead of her opponent, including those who are considered allies.

Turning her back on the both of them Chamile looked over her shoulder at them and grinned a smile one would normally wish not to see and knows have bad intentions behind them. “Now if you would just follow me I think it’s time you met my beloved friend.” And with that Chamile opened a portal and stepped through it not waiting for the two to follow her. Once through she looked over at the throne of bones Sora sat upon, “well I am back and I have brought a few necessities to this plan. And please try not to kill them dear.” Of course anyone could tell she didn’t mean a word she said rather it was just the opposite.

China. This was a place that Howler was very familiar with. 400 years ago, he had escorted a European trade caravan all the way to present day Beijing. Now, he was hunting a Miester and their weapon. Mere children! Howler spit in disgust for how low he had sunk in this deal. Still, it could be worse. At least he had alittle leverage and that he would definitely recieve what was promised. He smiled at that thought.

He had been tracking the pair since they left Death City. A young man, who to most would seem rather feminine, and a young woman who seemed to become increasingly flamboyant by the second. These were Death's soldiers? No wonder they depend on him so much. But why were they all the way out here? It would seem that they were doing their duty of tracking down Kishin Eggs. Perfect! THat means by the time they fought Howler, they would already be in a fighting mood. Howler, in the Guise of Johannes but with bright yellow eyes, continued to follow them. Soon...

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Judori was starting to like this place. Not only were the poeple nice, but she enjoyed the attention everyone gave here. No one could resist petting her ears, which she discovered she quite enjoyed. There was also plenty of food! Death may be Death, but he sure as hell keeps his students well fed! She always enjoyed this. She just wished she knew how Johannes was doing. Howler, for all she cared, could rot!

Judori walked throughout the academy, wondering where she was going exactly. She didn't have the best memory, but she smelled really good food so she went to the cafeteria to grab some grub. After stealing off people's plates while they weren't looking, Lord Death appeared in front of her. "Oh, I see you haven't received a food card yet. That's qite a dilemma. I supposed if one should become hungry enough, they'll steal." "I'm sorry, you're not mad are you?" "What's the point? It's not like you can give it back. Just don't do it again." "Um, Lord Death?" "Yesssss?" "Have you...heard from Johannes?" "Maybe I have, Maybe I haven't. If you keep stealing from people, I'll never tell!"

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Finding them wasn't the hard part. Howler could smell them from a mile away. That's actually how he had found them. It was approaching them that he had wanted to be careful of. He wanted to see if they had anything worth noting. When they slew the monkey, Howler couldn't help but grin. He was human in appearance, but he was so much more. They were good, but compared to him, it was like an ant compared to a lawnmower. Victory wasn't the goal. He wanted to gage his opponents. Then they remarked on the smell. It was time to make an appearance. Based on their aggressive display, they would strike first and ask later, so Howler kept a dagger concealed to block any of their regular meelee attacks should they charge. After five of their moves, he would strike them with a longsword swipe that would smash them about 20 feet away. "I'll say. Perhaps I should have waited until you bathed to fight you both."

Leon kept quite for most of Roxies ramblings hoping that the girl would stop long enough to realize that there couldn't be a such flavor as strawana because strawberry banana already existed. Right?

Oh, I hope she doesn't hurt my test scores I'm actually trying to get the one I missed right.

"Remember Roxie. We take separate baths." He said to the girls comment on how they smelled like monkeys and Bannanas.
"But we only have one bath." The girl replied.
Leon slapped his face with his palm. He then gave a big explanation on how having one bath doesn't mean that everyone has to get in and how it would be impossible for a family of five to all take a bath together.

They continued walking with Leon talking for a change. He usually wasn't much of a talker, but there was something about Roxie that made him want to explain everything to her. He couldn't quite put his finger on it. "So you see, you don't need to take a bath with people just because there's only one bath. Especially not me. You know, because, I need my privacy." Just then, Leon got the same strange feeling he had with the monkey. This time was different though. He could hear....music. This music was different than music that he normally heard from people. Instead of one song it was a duet. It was kind of weird but he liked it.
"Leon.... Let me out Leon." Alistairs voice beckoned him. It was louder than normal. "I want to stop that music Leon. I must erase Leon. Let me oouuuuutttttt!!!!!!" It was a horrible sound the spirit was making. Almost to much to bear. Leon turned to face Roxie who was standing there looking at the sky. Just then her song played in his head and drowned out the spirits call. It gave him time to look around and see a man standing not to far away from them.
"Hey. Who are you?" He asked. "Tell me who you are. You're not a normal person. Not with a sound like that. So state your business."

Little did Leon know. The sounds he tried to drown out were only going to get louder. Much louder.
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Leon kept quite for most of Roxies ramblings hoping that the girl would stop long enough to realize that there couldn't be a such flavor as strawana because strawberry banana already existed. Right?

Oh, I hope she doesn't hurt my test scores I'm actually trying to get the one I missed right.

"Remember Roxie. We take separate baths." He said to the girls comment on how they smelled like monkeys and bannanas.
"But we only have one bath." The girl replied.
Leon slapped his face with his palm. He then gave a big explanation on how having one bath doesn't mean that everyone has to get in and how it would be impossible for a family of five to all take a bath together.

They continued walking with Leon talking for a change. He usually wasn't much of a talker, but there was something about Roxie that made him want to explain everything to her. He couldn't quite put his finger on it. "So you see, you don't need to take a bath with people just because there's only one bath. Especially not me. You know, because, I need my privacy." Just then, Leon got the same strange feeling he had with the monkey. This time was different though. He could hear....music. This music was different than music that he normally heard from people. Instead of one song it was a duet. It was kind of weird but he liked it.
"Leon.... Let me out Leon." Alistairs voice beckoned him. It was louder than normal. "I want to stop that music Leon. I must erase Leon. Let me oouuuuutttttt!!!!!!" It was a horrible sound the spirit was making. Almost to much to bear. Leon turned to face Roxie who was standing there looking at the sky. Just then her song played in his head and drowned out the spirits call. It gave him time to look around and see a man standing not to far away from them.
"Hey. Who are you?" He asked. "Tell me who you are. You're not a normal person. Not with a sound like that. So state your business."

Little did Leon know. The sounds he tried to drown out were only going to get louder. Much louder.
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"Hmph, it would appear you two are nothing more than mere schoolchildren. Very well. As for my business, I am simply here to perform an experiment. And these are my instruments." Howler raised his hands are two small portals appeared, dropping two shortswords into his hands. Swinging them with the grace of a true master, Howler examined the pair before him. He then realized what the young man had said. Sound...could it be? Howler looked directly at Leon and grinned a horrible grin. "Perhaps...this is about to get interesting. At least more so than I thought originally." Howler stepped forward, maintaining his human form while removing his shirt. It was too damn humid for it anyway. Besides, what 7,000 year or so old warrior would miss the chance to show off what all his training brought? Maybe this fight would be fun. But first he had to test their mettle. He opened a portal from the jet stream high in the sky, gusting a harsh -14 degree (f) wind at 75 mph at the two unsuspecting team. Maybe this will cool them down. Howler couldn't wait for this fight to begin. It had been quite a while since he challenged a meister and their weapon. A long, long while.

Leon glared at the man with uninterested eyes. The only thing he wanted to do was go home, take a shower and pass out in his bed. He let out a simple
"tch" when the man mentioned an experiment. However, when the man brought forth his "Instruments" as he so boldly named them, the boy couldn't help but give a smirk.
Leon stuck his hand out. "Roxie, lets go." he said quietly, wanting to get this little game over with.

"But...!" Roxie put up her pouty face. She still hadn't received an answer to her initial question. What sound did the strange man make, anyway? "Li-Li, I don't want to fight!"

Guess there was no helping it. There was the off-chance that Leon wasn't going to fight, but rather challenge mister butter knives to a rock off! Which would be way cool!

"Aye, aye, Cap'n!" The girl retorted with a sudden fixed grin, morphing into the deadly Guit-Axe instrument that would put those butter knives of the stranger to shame.

Leon caught the Guit-Axe in his hand and mocked the strange man by flipping it around his own body. He even managed to play it in his fast movements. It finished with one strum that Leon kept in posed position. He waited from a reply from the man of some sort, but instead got a blast from some sort of portal like thing. Even though it was unexpected he wasn't all that worried about it. He rose his right arm and strummed down, a hard G-major sent a blast of his own over the windy wave. It wasn't anywhere close to winter time, but anyone who didn't know any better would think Christmas time was in that little street of China. Leon smirked at the man. "That sure was a quiet performance." He mocked.

"I thought it was pretty good..." Roxe remarked, mentally nodding to herself.

"How bout we make some noise then?" Leon fixed his fingers tightly on Roxie's higher pitched strings and strumed quickly.

"Yaaaay!!! Let's Roxie Roll!" The girl yelled out loud, lovingly converting Leon's strums as sharp, invisible cuts that were flung towards the stranger at a high velocity. The girl was glad to be able to finally pull tihs trick of, considering Leon and her spend many hours perfecting this basic attack.

Sound. An interesting ability. It could be so versatile. However, like every great ability or power discovered by humanity or the supernatural, it had requirements that had to be met. In this case, it was air. Since sound required a medium to travel through, a vacuum would end the sound’s power. Upon this realization, Howler conjured a portal to a low pressure area. This sucked the air away around him and enclosed him within a complete vacuum. Since Howler was a sorcerer, his body could easily withstand the irregular environment. As the sounds hit the vacuum, they dissipated into nothingness. Howler grinned, pulling out his REAL long swords, the last non-demonic weapons ever created by the sorcerers in the time of Eibon’s greatness. Pulsing with the power of his soul, the long swords appeared to distort themselves as if they were in a prism. “Ooh, I felt some wind on that one! Now, try this on for size!” With that, Howler launched into the air, only to come down in a split second right in front of the pair, smashing the ground with a force great enough to smash through a 4 story building. The ground erupts around them as debris and rock and rubble are flung in an explosion of a shockwave. Before they could react, however, Howler slips into one of his portals, vanishing. Howler had already made plans. Surely the force from the blow was enough to blow them into the air. If that happened, he would unleash a punishing and devastating aerial assault with the longswords. If not, he would continue the onslaught on the ground. Either way, he was going to enjoy this. It’s been awhile since he fought a Meister.

Leon watched as the witch canceled the sound wave. It was as if he had some kind of force field around him. He was about to strum another note when he realized that the sound wasn't being deflected it was being sucked up like a vacuum.
So this is one of those witches that can bend reality by manipulating space and time... He thought to himself.
He knew the only way to beat him now was to go hand to hand full force against the man, but it seemed his thought pattern was beaten when the man took out two blades. Two really long blades that seemed to have one use. Killing. Still, Leon kept his cool aura about him only analyzing how he could stick Roxie in to the deepest crevice of the mans brain.

"Hey," he whispered to her, "Do you want to try another sound blast or go straight for the kill?"

Roxie assumed that the magical space thingy their attacker had conjured up was turning her sound blasts completely null and void, since they didn't seem to have as much impact. Either that, or Leon had to step it up a bit. "Do we have to?" The girl retorted to her partner, breaking out of her usual distractions.
"I trust you, Li-Li. Whatever you do." She finally commented after a long pause.

Leon closed his eyes and quickly rested the guit-axe on his shoulder. He was ready to run at Howler in full speed. 'You should wait.' The voice inside his head called to him as if he was being yanked back by it. 'You should wait till he attacks and counter. Make him mad.'
Leon didn't understand what it was babbling about until the witch man jumped into the air. 'Now?' He asked. With the question there was silence. Probably Alistair's way of saying no. Leon braced himself for Howlers impact. As soon as the man landed the whole ground distorted and the force sent them flying in the air. 'There no choice at the moment.' The voice said to him.
'What do you mean?' Leon asked.
'Throw the axe away from him, but not to far away. We want him to be confused.'
'I can't do that!!' Leon said. He asked if there was another way or if he could do something else, but he received no answer from the spirit. It was either his way or the highway after all.

Leon's grip on Roxie lost some of its force as he thought about what would happen if he let her go. While holding on to her, it was like the sounds of their soul were spiraling around. Without that feeling,he would be all alone with Alistair once more. Not only that but he relied on her too much now. There was no way he could cut the tie mid fight. Still, he already knew what the next move could be. It could only be one thing, and just as predicted the man seemed to pop above him from out of nowhere, ready to plunge his blades into their bodies. Sure Leon could of used Roxie to block himself, but that would only lead in her getting injured. He would be okay as long as he didn't die.

Following suit, Leon whispered, "I'm sorry Roxie," and threw her in a diagonal line. Whether it would make for a distraction didn't matter to him anymore. What mattered was being able to kill the man in front of him. Oh the rage he felt at this man. All he wanted to do was go home, take a bath, and go to sleep. Now, thanks to him, he has to go through so much pain and might have to spend a night in a hospital.

"Sorry for what?" Roxie asked, clueless as to what kind of mad thought was running through her partner's head. suddenly, she felt herself being lift up, as if... As if. "Li-Li, what are you doing?" Without warning the poor girl was given unwilling flying lessons, her voice raising to a single screech of terror.
"Li-Liiiiiiiii...!"
She stopped, feeling the jagged axe-half of her weapon form sinking into the ground. Returning to her regular, non-deadly instrument form, Roxie blinked for a moment. She wondered what that was about.

'Let's do it Leon. Let's feel the glorious sensation of pain. Let it fuel your anger. Let fear wash upon this witch who thinks he knows the joys of living when he hasn't even discovered the fresh feeling death gives you. Let's....' Buuffttt. . .
On impact of the impalement of one of the long swords, Leon felt the piercing of the sword go through his stomach, all the way to his back. The mere impact of it all made him cough up blood. He was definitely going to die or so he thought. Someone could've been yelling at him or talking to him but he didn't care. He just wanted to hurry up and pass on. Too bad for him he's not that lucky.
"Hehe." His voice.... No. His lips were making the movements but something was off about his voice. "You really are naive aren't you. Couldn't you sense my presence, or have you forgotten how to do that?" Leon grabbed the blade he was kabobed on and pushed himself off until he hit the ground. After the dust cleared he slowly got back up bleeding less and less by the second. Looking closer at him you could see one of his eyes had turned red and he had some sort of weird marking on his face. Despite the way he talked his face was filled with hatred, like he wouldn't rather have anything else to do but to kill the man he was staring at. "Damn." He cursed, "I should of took over... faster..." With those words he fell down to the ground and passed out. The wound stopped healing itself but it wasn't as bad as it first started and the mark on his face faded away.

"Leon?" Roxie stared in terror as she watched her friend fall to the ground. "Get up, Leon!" Roxie's legs were shaking as they struggled to escort the girl to an injured and unresponsive Leon, not a single thought given to the undeniable fact that their enemy was still present.

Howler witnessed the strange scene, actually slightly both disappointed and impressed. Throwing away the weapon, not as a sign of defeat, but inviting an attack. Maybe there’s some potential this child has not revealed. Howler’s curiosity was quite peeked at this. He should be careful, should this be a trap. He began preparing a powerful set of Meelee attacks when a small disturbance called from his mind.

Johannes watched from the mental dimension that almost always housed Howler. He hated everything that was happening. Johannes would never side with those disgusting witches, or that despicable Kishin. Nor would he be fighting against children! Howler had gone too far! Johannes was about to attempt to resurface when Howler, who was a mere mental image, a projection of the real thing, appeared before him. “What have you done?!” Johannes exploded at his alter ego. “What have you brought upon yourself?” Howler continued to look calmly at Johannes. Johannes was pacing back in forth in a fury. “Calm yourself, Johannes. Maybe then you’ll see the point of my actions.” “Point? Point?! The point is, Howler, that you have no honor! No ethics! No morals! You’re dead to me, Howler! Dead to me!” Howler closed his eyes and took a deep breath. “All that I’m doing is for the greater good. Johannes, you must see it.” “ I see you attacking children, siding with witches. This is the very reason we disappeared! The reason we quit attending Mass!” It was true. When Howler left, it wasn’t just because of self purification. He was tired of killing children. Killing the child warriors that Death sent into battle against the witches. He was tired of Johannes grieving over them, as he did with most of the victims, save for a few truly horrid beings. Johannes would never grieve over the Kishin. Howler stood right in front of Johannes. “I’m doing what must be done.” “So you’re hurting children because it must be done?” “Yes.” Johannes let out an insane cackle. “What is this world? Who would want to be in such a place?” Then he looked at Howler. “I’ll destroy you.” That was a very non-Johannes thing to say. The next was even more so. Johannes charged and struck Howler with a magic soul attack. Howler was flung back against the confines of the prison, slammin into the wall and falling to the ground. He rose and charged Johannes, slashing with his swords until he was blown away by portals. “Give up, Howler. My magic beats your swords.” “Johannes, please just listen to me. If we don’t go through with this, everyone is dead! Even Judori!” At that name, Howler was slammed with a portal attack that made him drop his swords. Howler slowly got up. Johannes had gotten more powerful. A lot more. “Johannes…please. If the Kishin learns the true secret of the black blood, all is lost.” “Johannes, now a being of pure magical lightning, stopped upon those words. “Black blood…the notes..” “Yes, the notes.” “That’s why you need Chamile.” “Yes, that’s why.” “That’s why you’ve lowered yourself to killing children.” “Never.” Johannes smiled at that. That was a great thing to hear. He knew Howler can’t lie to him. “Fine. Fine. Do what you must. But you don’t kill unless absolutely necessary by MY standards.” Howler was now standing again. Johannes was the bigger part of the soul now, so he wouldn’t win this. “Agreed, Johannes. I will NOT kill unless you deem it a critical situation.” “Thank you. You know how much I hate killing.” “I do.” “Then go. Finish this.” With that, Johannes slunk back into the recesses of the mind, letting Howler take over again. Howler returned to the battle at hand. That whole scene taking a milli-second to occur. With that, Howler charged

Howler walked through a portal into the hideout. He could already feel the madness from the Kishin, and he could smell the other witches. He walked to a table and chair and sat down while kicking his feet up and putting his hands behind his back. He had never seen Johannes so angered. What could it mean?

With that, Howler closed his eyes, and his mind went into an archive like state of reflection. He was now in a memory of his.

He was younger back then, but not enough to make it much more different then how he was today. He was in a large building, carved from marble and onyx, as well as white or bluish walls. Footsteps could be heard as witches, sorcerers, and mortal men alike walked these halls in the name of science. Indeed, this place was a laboratory. It was a laboratory lead by the one and only; Eibon.

After walking through the crowded yet spacious halls for several minutes, Howler finally found Eibon.

“Howler, welcome back.”

“Thank you. How goes your work Eibon?:

“It goes, so far with no apparent results of which I could possibly consider to be a great significance. So tell me. What brings a brute like you to a place of learning such as this? Are you finally willing to hang up the swords and don the white coat of the noble scientist?”

“No, I’m here for something rather important.”

“Such as?”

“Black blood.”

At that, everything within the hall seemed to stop. Nothing but silence. Not even a cough. Everyone was looking at Howler and Eibon. Eibon, who had been asked this question shook his head.

“No, Howler. That is not a subject I will allow to be spoken of in my laboratory, or anywhere else.”

Suddenly, the memory cut off as Howler awoke to the noise of something hitting the floor. He kept still but soilently put up a barrier around himself, just in case.

Muzai

"In order." He spoke quietly, making Muazi lean in closer to better hear his next words.
"No. I do not like other people calling me that. I don't know you very well. Yes we are partners. It's a fight. There is no difference in who the opponent is, the only thing to know is that witches are strong. They have moves that can't be done by us, but next time, I'ma kill him."

Muzai nodded with each end of a sentence as she listened quite intently. “Oh well alright Leon~ we should get to know each other. That way I can call you Li-Li! So overall, witches are just people who are really strong. Is he the reason your laying here in bed?” she asked tilting her head slightly to the side. However she had closed his eyes and she slumped a bit disappointed.

"A witch can evade normal moves easily, so it's a must that you and your partner learn to resonate as fast as possible."

“Dang, me and Arthur haven’t trained much yet seeing as he’s sick in bed.” she frowned, folding her arms then went back to smiling when he mentioned resonating. “Oh resonate~ that sounds cool. I never got to resonate with Arthur before. Oh could you two show me!” she said with a sparkle in her eye.

Chamile

Chamile had greeted Howler with a stare that followed him as he went to take a seat. He didn’t even bother returning the stare or even greeting the other but instead went right to sleep. But after watching him for a few minutes Chamile knew he wasn’t sleeping. Of course she couldn’t tell what he was thinking about even a witch as strong as her could never achieve that, right? At that she smiled thinking up ways to open the mind as if like a book and read its contents.

After a while she got bored and so she stomped her foot on the ground in hopes he would wake up. Which he did but in a rather rude state. Although on a high alert the man put up a barrier which irritated her considering they were in a safe zone at the moment. “Oh really now? putting up a barrier for a simple stomp of the foot. What did those students scare you that much/” she joked.

Howler relaxed, and looked at Chamile.

“I apologize. I didn’t think you got so shaken up so easily. I suppose anything that gets your cold heart beating a few extra times is nothing bad.”

Rearranging the table and chairs back upright, Howler sat down and offered a chair to Chamile. “Have a seat. I think it’s time you and I had a talk.”

Whether or not she sat down, Howler began.

“We both know, that under that snakeskin, you have some ulterior motive in this. Just for the sake of madness? It doesn’t take your abilties to know that’s not true. So tell me, Chamile. What are you truly hoping to achieve with the Kishin? Sure, he’s powerful, and sure, he’s a great ally. But, I’ve never known you to step aside and take orders, Kishin or not. So I’m going to ask you, off the record, what is it you truly want from all this? What could the Kishin possibly give you that would make you follow him? Don’t you dare say it’s for the fun of the game? We both know that’s not true. So tell me, if you would be so kind. Why are you here?”

Chamile

She glared daggers at him, “ I never said anything about being scared Howler, don’t put words in my mouth.” her voice was cold and deadly. She watched him fix the chairs so they were back in their original positions.

When he offered her a seat Chamile declined by continuing her standing position. Howler went on talking and the subject he was on earned him a raised brow and crossed arms.

“We both know, that under that snakeskin, you have some ulterior motive in this. Just for the sake of madness? It doesn’t take your abilties to know that’s not true. So tell me, Chamile. What are you truly hoping to achieve with the Kishin? Sure, he’s powerful, and sure, he’s a great ally. But, I’ve never known you to step aside and take orders, Kishin or not. So I’m going to ask you, off the record, what is it you truly want from all this? What could the Kishin possibly give you that would make you follow him? Don’t you dare say it’s for the fun of the game? We both know that’s not true. So tell me, if you would be so kind. Why are you here?”

A cruel grin curled her lips upwards as she gave Howler a mocking applause. “Bravo, Bravo Howler so there really is a mind capable of intelligent thought somewhere in the meaty body of yours. placing her hands on her hips, Chamile walked over to him, draping one arm over his shoulder.
Reaching upwards with one pale finger, Chamile began to trace lines on his cheek, their faces were incredibly close to each but her hair created a wall of white silk. “Now tell me Howler, whatever gave you the idea”. She moved from one side to the other side of Howler and went back to the same position as before.

“What I truly want is simple; what I want is what every other witch has wanted for centuries. To provided me entertainment, when he releases all that power I want to see the faces of those who’ll cower and cry for mercy. The thrill that passes through this dead body of mine, I only wish to feel pleasure once more.” As she spoke, Chamiles grip on his shoulder tightened and her body grew warm thinking of the terrified faces.

At this point it truly was obvious how cruel and evil Chamile was on the inside. Letting him go, Chamile pushed herself away from him putting on an embarrassed facade. “Oh now look at what you did Howler. I wonder just how many girls spilled the contents of their hearts to you?” With that Chamile smiled and turned to Quick Silver. “So tell me dear how was your fight with those meisters?”

Muzai

"We can't show you. We haven't gotten that far in our training as well. I'm sure you and your partner will be able to resonate before us." Leon said with a hint of what may have been a smile.

Hearing that muzai pouted and crossed her arms. “Dangnabbit! I don’t think so. Not with Arthur being sick and all and he’s real sick so I don’t know when he’ll get better.” Tapping one finger against the corner of her chin.

"I'm kinda hungry, considering I just had a whole in my stomach not to long ago. Is there a wheelchair or something around here?"

“YOU HAD A HOLE!?” her eye widened in shock and she nearly tore his blanket off to take a peek and see if there really was a hole. Bringing her arms up to hug herself as if to try and regain warmth, Muzai shivered, “I’d hate to have that happen to me. Oh I your that hungry I know a great place to get food at. It’s called umm . . . umm what’s the name again. Oh right Deaths Diner I think.” she grinned happy that she remembered without the help of Arthur.

“And if you want I can just carry you there. Unless you’d rather use a wheelchair which is okay too.”

Howler closed his eyes. Time froze in a moment. It would not continue until his eyes re-opened. That was how his memory worked. It was an archive of 7,000 years worth of experiences and knowledge, as well as memories. He decided to reminisce about a certain Miester who had also used ranged abilities. He would do this to better gauge the ones he had fought….

700 years ago…

Howler, disguised as a mere bard, one who would sing and dance and recite stories for families for his coin, walked down the streets of Nottingham. The town was small, at least by today’s standards. Horses and carts, as well as pedestrians, littered the narrow, dirt roads that traverse the land like veins. Shops, a forge, and several inns encircled a palace within the center of the town. The people, as much as Howler could tell, had seen much better days.

Howler walked into an inn, the Horse Hoof, and sat down at a nearby table. A hooded and cloaked man came in and sat with him.

“You’re him?”

“I’m who?”

“The bard? The one mentioned?”

“That I am. I was told you are in need of my…alternative services.”

“I represent a small rebellion. As you know, the Sheriff of Nottingham has become a monster. He keeps executing more and more people. However, the rumor is, he’s eating their souls.”

“I see. If that is the case, you may need my help.”

“My superior has no knowledge of this.”

“You mean Robin Hood, don’t you?”

“Shhhh! You’ll get me killed!”

“Relax. No mortal will be able to harm you in my presence.”

“As for the Sheriff?”

“That is Hood’s battle. I can, however, take care of his army. It will be a hefty price though…”

Howler opened his eyes. The rest of the memory will have to wait.

Leon's eyes widened to Muzai's surprise about his hole. Well, there wasn't really a hole anymore, just a bunch of crusted bloody skin finishing to heal. At any cost he couldn't have her or Roxie realize how fast he was healing. "Um yeah..." He said looking away. "I told you I was hungry. It feels like my stomach has a hole in it. Hehe." He blushed at the thought of being carried around by a girl. That was something he also wanted to avoid. "I don't need you to carry me around, but, if you want, you can push me in the wheelchair." He said quietly.
Oh Death what I wouldn't do for a cheeseburger.

At the same time, deep within Leon's self conscious, Alistair began looking back, on the time before he was sealed away. Something about the confrontation with Howler the hunter helped him remember something really vital in his plans to take over Leons body.

It was about five to eight hundred years ago. The time didn't matter much to him at all. Neither did the location. What he did bother to remember was that he discharged his partner at the time. Why, he couldn't remember yet. He was sure he would find out by tracking the memory down more.
He was searching for any witch he could. Having already sicked a were-wolf into their mists at a failed attempt to kill the oldest, he decided to take a more close approach. He killed about three by that time. Maybe it was four. It didn't matter to him. It also didn't matter how old they were or how evil they were. To him, witches were an abomination and he would destroy them all. He wasn't weak or scared of them. He hated them with his very being and his hate fueled him threw the whole process. It made every part of him stronger. Wait. He had to pause himself. It wasn't the old feeling of anger that was going to help him now. It was the memory. What about it? He remembered hearing of a bard. A bard that used his power as a meister to wield a bow and strike down the rich and give to the poor. He also heard that a certain someone was looking for him. According to his contact. The bard and that one person, or thing, planned on striking the sheriff and his army. He remembered his grin at such a thing. He would not only have a chance to kill a witch but have himself a delicious evil soul as well. Hmm.

It was a hard debate, but he reckoned he'd be better off just letting the arrow man take the sheriff himself. He'd rather go for his lackeys. That should get him nice and full. He didn't know when they were going to strike, or even care. As soon as he heard the news he caused hell for the unsuspecting lot. Each soldier tried to dig their blade into his skin and each met an untimely end. He didn't stop until the who entire block was full of nothing but red floating balls. Smirking to himself and licking his lips with his grotesque tongue. He sat, there in the middle of the street, waiting for the witch to come try to earn his dues, only to see that he already did the job. He sat waiting. Waiting for the witches life to come to an end.

At the mention of his name Quick Silver looked up at Chamile. “So tell me dear how was your fight with those meisters?” Silver smiled and crushed the little statue of the meister he'd had to fight. "I couldn't get the look on his face right any way..." He looked around for a moment. "Oh! Right the students I fought. Their really good at running away. They were jumping through shadows when they left." He quickly reformed the statue to look like Kiego wielding Hibiki. "Yes! There we go that's what his face looked like when he realized he couldn't beat me. It was perfect. How desperate he looked. They aren't completely helpless though. The one managed to crack one of my ribs when I was laughing. But I got him back." Silver chuckled baring his pointed teeth his eyes flashing brightly. "I wish I could have Killed him but Furer said that isn't allowed so I cut his chest open. Then they ran away jumping from shadow to shadow I assume all the way to Death City." He laughed again as he drug his finger over the chest of the figurine laughing more hysterically as the figure began bleeding out of the cut he'd drawn over it's chest. "They looked just like this." He smirked and twirled the statue on his finger. "As for their actual combat skills. Mediocre at best. We shouldn't have anything to fear from them."

Chamile

Chamile waited for his answer and she got it too. Although the way he went about saying it annoyed her a bit, it was as if he was trying to figure out who it was that had spoken to him. A slight frown on her lips, Chamile couldn't help but smile at the figurine he had made. "Oh my but remember who it is where talking about. They may be weak now but with enough training they can be quite the pests. But from where they stand now, we shouldn't have too much of a problem."

Smiling Chamile looked at her companions or at least that's what she would like to think. But in the end they were nothing more than tools for her to use to reach her goal. You see there was a certain person she wished to resurrect and in order to do so, Chamile would need all the chaos in the world to act as a distraction for her to get what she wanted. Thinking this to herself, Chamile smiled and began to hum an old tune.