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Fantasy Reaper 3: Final March

Günther looked around at all the people, slightly afraid of what was going to happen.


Eve on the other hand was standing there with Vayne, leaning against him. She knew Auras motive and knew what had to be done.
 
Revnoir was completely silent, his eyes fixated on the glass castle that towered over them. It didn't bring back the best of memories, to be honest. The castle wasn't always Abel's.


"Ah, so the guests have arrived..." Abel's voice came from the front of the castle. He stood there, a slightly worried look on his face.



"So they have..." Another voice came from behind him.
 
Günther leaned a bit forward, waiting for something to happen. He had no experience in fighting except for his knowledge in hunting.
 
Revnoir half hid behind Aura. In all honesty, he was scared. He and Abel had always had a little rivalry going on, and Revnoir couldn't quite claim to be the winner of their often fights.


Xillia his behind pretty much everyone, not wanting to be there right now.



"So... Let's give them a warm welcoming. Well, a couple in particular." Out from behind stepped a brown haired man, his eyes matching the hue of his hair. "Aura, Rev. You're the two guys I've wanted to see the most. For different reasons respectively." He had a mischievous grin, his whole figure resembling Revnoir in shocking ways. He looked like an older copy of the Weaver.
 
Aura's deadly gaze flicked to the new man. Friend or foe...? Foe... Must be. He is hear with that scum..... "So who are you?"
 
The nameless man ignored the question, keeping his grin. "Look at all the fans we have, isn't that impressive...?" He took a few steps closer. "I'll leave the others to you, Bell, I call dibs on Rev and Wolf." His eyes weren't set on anyone but Revnoir. It seemed he had more interest in the younger one.


Revnoir was completely still, trying to make sense of the situation.
He's dead... How the hell is he...?! Gale, what the fuck!?
 
Aura focused back on Abel. "I will kill you now. And it will be painful. What you have done go my daughter is unforgivable." Aura said.
 
Günther glanced around himself before looking at the two new figures. He then looked at Aura.


(Just asking but do everyone have threads now?)
 
(Yes, everyone has Threads now but people who weren't Weavers before won't be great with their Threads.)


Revnoir stepped away from Aura, his eyes set on the brown haired other now. "Aura, can I ask that you keep to Abel? I'll take care of the other one, so... Don't interfere." He didn't look scared anymore. Now he just looked... Worried and angry.



"Ooooh, little Rev is
mature now." With the flick of the man's wrist, Wraiths filled out of the castle and set their aims on the others. "That'll make this a bit strange for me. It's been a long time, so you'll have to give me some time to get used to the new Revnoir." He stepped closer to Revnoir again, smiling kindly now. It looked so fake, and there was no doubt that it was.


"Aura... I'm sorry." Ghost's voice came from the crows of Wraiths now moving to attack the Weavers.



"Maybe you shouldn't let your kid wander around my home. I'm not a babysitter." Abel's confidence was found fairly quickly, and he glared at Aura sharply.
 
"Shy was kidnapped by your subordinates! I'll kill you! " aura lunged forward, yelling for the charge as he grabbed abel by the throat and slamed him threw one of the glass walls. Shattering it.
 
Abel quickly kicked Aura off of him before a gunshot was heard. The ground was shot between Aura and Abel. "You two, quit sucking each other's dicks and grow up. Abel what's this about Aura's daughter? Is that the girl you told me about?"


Abel looked extremely surprised now, eyes wide.
Well shit.


"Is it?"



"Yeah. Is that a problem?"



"Yes, it is."



"How?"



Then a shot sounded through the air. "Don't question me." Abel's body hit the ground, bloodied and mangled. The man had a pistol within his grasp, his face sharp with annoyance. "My apologies, Aura. You can mangle his body however you'd like."
 
zen blinked a little confused. who was the man who just shot down abel? and why did able act as if he was a subordinate to the man wasn't he their leader?
 
Aura stoped for a moment. His vengance, snatched from him in an instant. His rage needed somewhere to be unleashed. "Don't just stand there people! Kill every living thing in this bace!" Aura shouted back to his Army. He then turned to the new man. "You! Why did you kill him?!"
 
The man's gun disappeared into his sleeve and he clapped just once. He completely ignored Aura. "Alright, then! Since that fuck tard is out of the way, Rev whaddya say we watch this little war that's soon to start?" He placed a hand on the Weaver's shoulder, smiling as if this was all some game.


And with that, Revnoir decided it would be best to kick the man in the balls. "Gale, what the hell are you doing?!" The Wraiths stared, obviously entertained by the little argument going on.



"Ay! What the hell, Rev!" Gale bent over, groaning in pain. "You little shit, I'm helping you here! I'm just keeping my promise!"



"Fuck the promise! You promised Enma wouldn't die, too! Look what happened there!" And thus the family problems surface... Dammit Galenoir.
 
zen shrugged "as long as i can kill things im fine" he sighed sticking his arm into the air and making a crude scythe out of black wraith threads. "time to dig in!" he lunged into the crowd of wraiths and began slicing away
 
"Ah, Aura... You must be hard of hearing. Rev himself told you not to interfere." He kept his usual grin, giving the white haired other a kind little chuckle. "So, I'm not sure what your definition of interfering is but the Kayrouz definition is exactly this." He stood up slowly, smiling cockily.
 
"Your prey, huh?" He cracked his neck. "Well, too bad, Mr. Big Bad Wolf, because he's dead now. Didn't you just hear me say 'don't question me'?"


Revnoir was trying his best to let the guy talk, the urge to connect his boot with his face so strong it mentally hurt to stand there.



"So, if you don't mind... I was in the middle of a conversation will the
lil' bro here." Galenoir turned back to Revnoir, scowling. "C'mere."


"Fuck you."



"I said come here, you shitfuck. Now."



"And I said fuck you."



"I'm not the brother who's meant to be fucked, got it? Take a couple steps and come here!"



Revnoir quickly shut up. Just the mention of... Well, the events he was hinting at made him want to do whatever it took for Gale to shut up.



"Good... Now stay still because this'll hurt."



"What are you- Fuck!" A syringe was then forced into Revnoir's neck, and Galenoir injected him with a questionable liquid. Seconds later, the Weaver fell and could be found twitching on the ground in pain.



Galenoir let out a sigh. "Quit being such a bitch about it, I bet you've been through worse."
 
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Galenoir kneeled next to the twitching brother, smiling. Black Threads quickly formed a cloth around Revnoir's eyes. "Alright Rev, time to finish that master plan we had. You remember the details, right."


"Fuck you..." Revnoir's voice showed just how much pain he was in. Blood trailed down his face from behind the cloth that covered his eyes.



"Get up." Gale grabbed Revnoir by the arm and forced him to his feet. Revnoir's stance was a bit wobbly, but he was able to stand.



"So Aura, you want some sort of prey, yes?" Galenoir smiled mischievously like before.



The Wraiths attacked the Weavers, screeching and laser-mouthing people. (Yup)
 
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(Yes, everyone has Threads now but people who weren't Weavers before won't be great with their Threads.)
Revnoir stepped away from Aura, his eyes set on the brown haired other now. "Aura, can I ask that you keep to Abel? I'll take care of the other one, so... Don't interfere." He didn't look scared anymore. Now he just looked... Worried and angry.



"Ooooh, little Rev is
mature now." With the flick of the man's wrist, Wraiths filled out of the castle and set their aims on the others. "That'll make this a bit strange for me. It's been a long time, so you'll have to give me some time to get used to the new Revnoir." He stepped closer to Revnoir again, smiling kindly now. It looked so fake, and there was no doubt that it was.


"Aura... I'm sorry." Ghost's voice came from the crows of Wraiths now moving to attack the Weavers.



"Maybe you shouldn't let your kid wander around my home. I'm not a babysitter." Abel's confidence was found fairly quickly, and he glared at Aura sharply.


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( Okay. )


Günther felt his threads come out from his hands as Aura ordered everything dead in the base. He ran forward, uncertain if he could do anything to anyone who stood in front of him. He was used to saving lives and was about to go try and take one.
 

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