Fantasy Reaper 3: Final March

[Umbra Regalia]

Abel sat outside as he usually did. His phone rang, this time it was in his pocket. He picked it up. "Hello?"


"Sorry for not calling for so long! It's Galenoir. I'm calling to remind you about the arrival of my assistant. She should arrive sometime tomorrow, her plane is just about to leave. Do you need anything specific so we can fly it out?" The man on the other side of the phone spoke, his voice full of kindness and care. Completely different than one would expect.


"Nothing I can think of, just the new Cores. We'll await her arrival patiently, it'll be great to have her with us."


"Just make sure not to let the old Wrath see her, got it? No matter what, don't let her out of your sight."


"Got it." Abel answered, and Galenoir hung up. The girl would arrive sometime tomorrow, huh? Abel would have to pay close attention to her location at all times, assigning her a Wraith to keep her within the walls of the castle.

 

[Aurath Moonblood]

"I'm here if you need me." Krev said calmly. "You can tell me all of your problems. I will listen and help if I can."

 

[A Y U]

The woman leaned herself into Krev's chest, sobbing silently as she put her hands to her face.

 

[Aurath Moonblood]

Krev hugged her softly and held her close. "It's okay..... Everything is fine." He assured her. "I will be here for you. That will not change. A beautiful woman such as you should never be made to cry." He said, just a slight hint of anger in his tone

 

[Aurath Moonblood]

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Asilia ran around the bace, looking for someone to play with.

 

[Spazzycat101]

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Amelia heard loud and rapid footsteps echoing down one of the many hallways and whipped around with one hand reaching for her gun, unsure from where exactly the noise came. Suddenly, the small girl who looked remarkably similar to Aura came running by, and though Amelia released her hold on her weapon, she still remained prepared for shit to happen. She turned away, fingering the corner of the gauze covering her eye, hopelessly wishing that perhaps the girl was too hyped to notice the ice weaver.

 

[Aurath Moonblood]

Asilia paused the moment Amelia's hand touched her gun. "Something isn't right......" She wispered.

 

[Spazzycat101]

The kid was right... Amelia was too tired to do anything. Sleep... She needed sleep.... Her one eye blinked a few times, trying to keep awake long enough to find some place better than a stone floor to get some rest. Her hand was still hovering over her gun, as if she believed she might need it suddenly.

 

[A Y U]

Finally Kirsa pulled from Krev's arms, her hands wiping the tears away. "B.. Beautiful?.. You're just saying that.. " She hiccuped between her words, her eyes glazed over slightly.

 

[Aurath Moonblood]

"I never just say something. When I speak, I speak truth. Before me I see a beautiful woman who is hurt and upset by someone who clames to love her. This is something I see as wrong. You should never be made to cry." Krev said softly. His face still calmly blank

 

[A Y U]

Kirsa blinked, surprised by his straight forward personality and showed her usual smile. It had been awhile since anyone had seen it. "You're weird.. Saying that with such a weird face." She let out a soft giggle and pinched his cheek. Kirsa pulled herself away from his chest, her tears finally stopped.

 

[King Of Drift]

"Tch, why does this need to happen. It felt better to stay dormant in this body than to control it." Yaboku sneered. He wandered the castle, a bit mysteriously. He wore all black except for the deathly white mask. Yaboku was lost like Yato though.

 

[Aurath Moonblood]

Krev chuckled a bit. "Feeling better?"

 

[A Y U]

"Not really.. It still really hurts." She replied.

 

[Aurath Moonblood]

"Tell me all your troubles. Ever one of them." Krev said.

 

[A Y U]

"E-Eh.. I mean.. We just met, so it's a bit strange.. My chest wound just hurts." She whispered, showing him an awkward smile as she tried to stand up.

 

[Aurath Moonblood]

Krev picked her up gently and started carrying her down the hallway. Where was he going? Who knows? But she didn't get jostled around. Not even a sway in his walk.

 

[A Y U]

Her eyes widened in surprise, looking up at Krev as she squirmed about. "H-Hey.. ! Where are you taking me?" Kirsa asked.

 

[Aurath Moonblood]

"Shhhhhhhh. Just rest."

 

[A Y U]

"Wh.. What? Okay.." She blinked and rested her head on his chest, closing her eyes.

 

[Aurath Moonblood]

Soon he came to a stop in front of a door and pushed it open with his foot. The inside was a huge bedroom with everything you could need in a room in it. "Here is your private room. You will not be distributed by him here. Not unless you request him in here from the doctor. There is one for this room. Here, you will be good as new in no time."

 

[A Y U]

"Uhm.. Why are you doing this?" She replied, her eyes opened to look around her. Why was he being so kind? Normally the nurses or doctors would have brought her back to her bed but he.. he was being unusually kind. Kirsa's eyes were fixated on the man for a moment before sighing. "We can just go back."

 

[Aurath Moonblood]

"Stay for a day. You will be better for it. You would be able to walk around again by then."

 

[A Y U]

"Okay.. " She nodded in response, looking at herself in his arms. "Uhm.. Put me down, please."

 

[Umbra Regalia]

Revnoir had been following them silently the whole time. He had gotten the idea of eavesdropping despite it's unkind nature when he heard them talking. He always hid somewhere, and since he had experience in the field of stealth, he didn't make a sound. He had heard everything. He wanted to rip Krev apart limb from limb, but he knew nothing good would come of it. He was smarter now, more clever. He wouldn't cause a scene, and would stick to the shadows to solve his problems. After all, Shadow Weavers were known to be quite the intelligent ones – always finding a way to get back at others without even letting them know it until the second their back was stabbed. Shadow Weavers were also stereotypically known to be mischievous, vicious and quite nefarious. Revnoir fit every one of those words, but none had really seen that side of him. No one has. No one but Galenoir and Xillia.