When a young girl goes off on her own, following her new boyfriend blindly. She abandons her three best friends, leaving them behind. But when that same boyfriends cheats on her she returns to the New York streets. Looking for redemption and her lost best friends.

Stella hoped to buy the bookshop where she worked, so evenings she moonlighted as a cleaner at Harlequin  International...

 Until she overheard Dior Harlequin discussing a top-secret deal, and he insisted that Stella was an industrial spy! 

Stella was unnerved by her confrontation with Dior Harlequin However, Dior knew just how he would deal with her...

Stella found herself on her way to Dior's island, and two days and nights of perfect passion... followed by an unexpected pregnancy. 

Dior had the perfect solution -- they'd marry for the baby's sake. By now, Stella was in love with Dior, but could he learn to love his expectant bride?


Insight:

A handsome Greek tycoon finds a cleaning woman hiding in a corner of his office and is taken instantly with the beautiful lady he finds.


 But when she overhears some confidential data, a thought suddenly occurred that he could use an excuse. For the next few days to maintain her chained to his side.

"When you're my wife, I'll expect you to do exactly as you're told at all times." A stark little silence fell. Stella couldn't believe what Dio had just said. 

"Most especially when I am considering your welfare," he added gently. Stella trembled and compressed her bloodless lips. 

"You're not seriously asking me to… to marry you?" "Very seriously," Dior asserted.

 "But we hardly know each other—" 

"We know a little enough that I like you. I respect you. I desire you. What more is there?"

 "What about… love?" she prompted, striving for a detached tone. "What about our children?"

BOTH Lucern and Harlequin appeared inside the living room of a cottage.  The design of the furnitures inside was simple but with just one look, anyone could see that everything was made of top quality wood.  There was a fire place inside, adding a homey and cozy ambiance.
Harlequin was truly puzzled why the Pope chose this place to meet Argent Blackbourne.  If he was not mistaken, this cottage was like a retreat for the Pope.  He often went here to  rest.  Even he couldn't just enter this place as he pleased.  And yet, the Pope didn't hesitate to pick this place to welcome the duke.
Besides that, there were hardly any security in this area aside from the most basic magical tools.  But most importantly, the only Apostles here were Limos and the twins.  Both of whom were technically non-combatants.  If Solis wasn't brought here by a vassal from his Empire to attend the Festival of Creation, then the twins wouldn't even be here.  Which would only leave Limos.
Harlequin wasn't sure if the Pope was just confident of his skill to defend himself or he just didn't care even if the duke retaliated.  Knowing him, it's most likely the latter.  But that was not because the Pope looked down on the duke.  No, in fact, it's more of the opposite.  Harlequin could see that, in some way, the Pope held a kind of morbid fascination towards Argent Blackbourne.  
He first thought that it was only because the duke could gather the three artifacts.  But so could Aurum Blackbourne.  And yet the Pope never gave her the same kind of attention.  So what was it that Argent Blackbourne had that could make a man like Lucern Faust so fascinated with him?
Harlequin could admit that the duke was interesting.  But that's all.  In terms of ability and ambition, he couldn't hold a candle against the Pope.  
Well, whatever the reason, he just hoped that it wouldn't get in the way of their plans.  Although, frankly speaking, he wasn't really worried that something like that might happen.  Lucern Faust might be a lot of things but he's not the type that would stop things half-way.  Especially when it came to his goal.  Because that goal was everything.
No longer conflicted about that, Harlequin then thought of something that he forgot to ask.  "Your Holiness, are we really not going to pursue the whereabouts of the elf?"
He knew the elf was taken and he already suspected that that one behind it was Stillwell.  After all, he'd been wanting to put that elf as the finale for the auction.  What Harlequin didn't expect was that the elf was also stolen during the auction, making Stillwell crazy.  They didn't manage to get anything from him because the Pope killed him directly.  
The elf was related to someone who could probably lead them to another artifact.  Now, the elf was gone.  They didn't know where he was or who took him.  But it seemed like the Pope didn't care at all about that.   
"No.  He already exhausted his usefulness.  I no longer have any need for him."
Harlequin wanted to ask what the Pope meant by that, but Limos suddenly walked towards them.  She seemed to come from the dining room of the cottage.
"Your Holiness," she greeted respectfully, completely ignoring Harlequin.
"Is lunch ready?" Lucern asked.
"Yes, everything is as Your Holiness ordered."
"Good."  Lucern turned to Harlequin.  "Go and fetch our guest."
Harlequin bowed and then disappeared like a puff of smoke.
Seeing that Harlequin was going to pick up that Argent Blackbourne, Limos couldn't help but show a worried expression.  
"The Duchess?" Lucern asked.
"I already removed my Gift.  She would probably wake up by tomorrow," Limos answered, biting her lip and wondering if she could ask the problem that had been bothering her. 
Finally, the Pope noticed her expression.  "Is there a problem, Limos?"
Limos hesitated for a bit, wondering if she could finally ask that question that he'd been wanting to ask.  In the end, she still chose to ask it.  "Your Holiness, I don't mean any disrespect, but I just wanted to know, what if the duke refused to give the sword?"
Lucern gave a pampering smile.  "Are you worried about this?"
Limos' cheeks immediately turned red and looked down in embarrassment.  "I'm sorry, I know it's silly of me.  I'm just worried that after all these, Your Holiness still couldn't keep the sword."   
"It doesn't matter even if I ended up not having the sword.  Because everything will still go the way I wanted it."  
Limos showed a confused look.  "Then why--"
"Why go through all these trouble?"  Limos nodded.  Lucern only smiled meaningfully.  "Because Argent needed a nudge in the right direction."  He glanced outside the window, a faraway look appeared on his face.  "And maybe I just wanted to meet him again."
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"What's the situation over there?" Argent asked the other side.  She was leaning on the wall of a building inside an alley, talking to Viper using her light brain.
"There are no knights or sign of any Apostles, only magical tools that can detect Mana," Viper answered.
Argent raised one of her brows when she heard that.  No knights?  Not even Apostles?  Did the Pope think that she posed no threat so he didn't even think of guarding against her?  If so, then that was truly a naive move.  Something that someone like the Pope would never do.  So what was the reason?
"Still, don't let your guard down."
"Are you worried about me?" Viper asked energetically.
Argent could almost picture him with his eyes shining and looking expectantly at her.  She shook her had.  It seemed like their last talk didn't affect him at all.  "Viper, be serious."
"I'm always serious," Viper said with a little pout in his voice.  "So, what are we going to do, plan A or plan B?"
"If you make sure that there's really no one in the area or anything that could record our movements, then go with plan B.  Otherwise, proceed to plan A," Argent answered.
"Understood.  I'll tell Lynx to be on standby."  She was about to end the call when Viper continued, "Argent, be careful."
"I will.  You too."
"See?  You're really worried about me," Viper said, you could almost hear the smile on his voice.
As an answer, Argent ended the call.  After that, she ran towards the Northern forest.
It's time to meet that bastard Pope.
When she arrived there, she didn't wait for long until a man with long gray hair and a domino mask covering the upper half of his face appeared in front of her.  
"Welcome, milord," Harlequin greeted and made an elegant bow.
Argent remove the hood of the cloak he's wearing, revealing her silver hair.  "Stop with the theatrics and just take me to your master."
"Then, please," Harlequin said, offering his hand towards Argent.
Argent knew he wanted to teleport her so she only snorted.  "There's no way I'm going to touch you."
Harlequin suddenly remembered that time when he tried to teleport the duke and failed.  He had been thinking the reason behind that and the only thing he could come up with was because the duke managed to make a device that prevented people from using their Gifts against him.  Considering how he made that sPhone at such a young age, making something like the device he thought of was not really impossible.
"Is it because my teleportation won't work?" he asked.
Argent sneered in disgust.  "No.  I'm just afraid you'll infect me with some skin disease if I touch you."
Harlequin felt the popping of the veins on his forehead.  He's really on the verge of punching this brat.  He took a deep breath and calmed himself.  "Follow me."
He no longer talked and just walked inside the forest.  Argent followed.  She looked at the back of Harlequin and a dark grin spread accross her pretty face.   


She's a known genius of the 31st century. But due to humans' endless greed, she was forced to end her life. The moment she decided to die, she already accepted that it would be the end. But miraculously, she survived and woke up in a completely different world.

A world filled with magic and creatures that she thought only existed from myths and legends. The people there have abilities called 'Gifts'.

There's only one problem tho. She's now inhabiting a different body. And that body belongs to a... young duke?




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A violent vibration rushes through the earth as light begins to come over the distant horizon. Soon after, an ear-splitting growl rips apart the air.
Multiple villagers rush out of their houses from being rudely awakened early in the morning.
One villager approaches the chief, "What was that?"
The chief has a grim expression on his face. "I believe some fool has aggravated the cliff's Cave Worm."
After hearing this, some villagers begin whispering to each.
"Isn't the Cave Worm supposed to be undefeatable?" one villager asks another.
"Yeah, for people who live in villages like ours."
Another villager speaks up, "We could ask Harlequin to deal with the Cave Worm and save the idiot who angered it."
The villagers turn to look at the chief for his input. "Very well. I will approach Elise and request for Harlequin's help."
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The chief stepped into the inn greeting the girl at the desk. "Good morning. Can you tell me which room Harlequin and Elise are in? I need to ask them to handle an important task for the well being of the village."
"Morning chief," the girl says with a smile. "They are in room nine."
"Thank you." The chief begins walking down the hall to the right of the desk, and stops when he is in front of the wooden door with a nine carved into it.
The chief took a deep breath and collected himself before knocking on the door. The truth is he is a bit intimidated by the two occupants of this room. Both of them have quirks that make interacting with them awkward.
A screech signals the door being opened. Elise stands on the other side, dressed in a pale blue knee length dress with ruffled short sleeves. The fact that she is dressed suggests that she already knows something is going on  and that she is planning on doing what she can to help.
"Ah, good morning Chief Audric. Is there something I can help you with?"
The chief takes a moment to collect himself before answering. "Yes. I want you to ask Harlequin to save an idiotic fool who disturbed the Cave Worm in the cliff."
An understanding smile came onto Elise's face. "Understood chief. We will be out shortly." She gently closes the door, and Chief Audric hears her call out to Harlequin. "Master!"
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Harlequin and Elise stand at the edge of the village watching as a man they both know well is sent flying toward the village by the tail of the Cave Worm slamming into his shield. "WOOOAAH-ARGH!"
Elise shakes her head in disappointment as he crashes through a few houses in the village before coming to a stop. "Master, get rid of the worm."
Harlequin raises his left hand towards the incoming monster. An ivory wand with criss-crossing spirals carved into the handle comes into existence in his grip.
He starts to murmur a chant under his breath. As he does little glittering gold lights begin appearing in the air throughout the village and around it. The lights quickly collapse inward towards the tip of his wand when he finishes the chant, forming an egg sized ball.
A second later the ball of light surges toward the Cave Worm so fast that the human eye can not follow it and the monster can not dodge it. On impact, the golden ball explodes, causing a shock wave so powerful it knocks everyone present off their feet and fills the air with an abundant amount of gold smoke.
Once the smoke drifts away, the villagers that have gotten back up on their feet stare in awe at the crater created by the explosion; it easily can fit five or six of the houses from the village in it.
Harlequin laid on his back for a few moments before getting up at Elise's prompt. "That idiot is probably injured, Master. Let's go dig him out of the rumble and heal him."
The two of them walk away from the spectators and into the village, ignoring the houses destroyed by the shock wave from Harlequin's spell.

In the magical world of Huwle, the being that rules supreme over all life is declared to be God. Once even few millennium, a series of mandatory trials for the most powerful mages in the world is held in order to determine who among them is best suited to become the next God.

This is the one-thousandth time this process has been initiated, and the current God is almost positive he knows which individual will succeed him. Over the three millennium he has reigned, there was only one that he has ever shown as much promise as this. However, this individual did have a significant problem that could not be over looked.

Although he was currently considered to have the strongest magic in the world, he was not the world's best mage. The reason being: he is totally unable to make decisions on his own.

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This is my first story on Webnovel, so I hope you all enjoy it.

After the tragedy of losing his loved one, Ender began roaming the different realms to find something to do. There were times where Ender was forced to teleport to Meliodas just to watch him seeing Elizabeth die and be reincarnated again. 
Ender cried every time when he saw Elizabeth die, struggling to scream for Meliodas to hear him, but the curse prevented it.
Time flew by and Ender lost track of how many times he watched Elizabeth die. 
In the beginning, Ender still had his funny personality, but as time went on, he started to change. His funny attitude still remained when he interacted with other people but it was something like a mask Ender put on to remember his old days, but slowly, over time, Ender started to lose his emotions. 
The only thing that kept him going was the love he had for Merascula.
One time Ender had enough and tried to kill himself, but his own body reacted to it. The moment Ender got a single idea of suicide his strength left him. 
His immortality given to him stopped him from killing himself. He had a mission to do and dying was not an option it seemed. 
At one time, Ender traveled to the Fairy King Forest and encountered Harlequin and his sister. Ender had many years to learn how to hide his demonic energy to only be seen as a weird creature, so over time, both accepted him inside. 
Everything was good for a time but that changed when Harlequin's best friend Helbram was captured by a human and then went on a killing spree. Harlequin left to find his friend, leaving his sister Elaine and Ender to watch the Fountain of Youth. 
Ender guarded the Fountain for some years but eventually grew bored and left to find Harlequin. He eventually met him at the time when he regained his memories and saw the fight between Harlequin and Helbram, ending with the latter's death. 
Harlequin erases the memories of Diana who nurtured Harlequin during his time with memory loss but when he saw Ender he froze. 
"So, what are you going to do now, Harlequin? You killed your best friend and erased the memory of this little girl. And then I came and saw everything you have done," Ender asked, smiling at the Fairy King.
Harlequin looked at the demon sadly: "I am sorry, but I don't want anyone to see what I have done. It is a sin I have to bear alone." He activated his magic and tried to use it on Ender. Unfortunately, the commandment of cowardice repelled it and instead of Ender forgetting about the event, Harlequin forgot about Ender.
Ender seeing that Harlequin forgot about him because of his commandment took Diana to the other Giants before running away not wanting to get attached to the little girl. 
After dropping Diana, he returned to Elaine. Elaine asked about her brothers whereabout but Ender lied, saying he never encountered him. 
Time again flew by as Ender lived with Elaine. Elaine, who was not believing Ender, tried to see through Enders' thoughts, but she found out that she only heard her own.
Although both lived together, no one had any relationships further than just guardians. Elaine, as she didn't know what feelings really were and Ender who always held his distance as he had only one love. During his time in the forest, Ender experimented with his teleportation. 
He discovered that his teleportation worked with jumping fast between two worlds. The void as Ender called it was the dimension he could see for a fraction of a second during his teleportation. 
Having all the time he needed, Ender found out more about himself. He could not only teleport himself but also objects. Ender had to concentrate really hard to move a single leaf but over time he could move larger things.
As Ender worked to perfect his technique, time went by in a flick. 
One time his teleportation ended up in Liones.
Kingdom of Liones
"Brother, help, there is a black figure in my room," screamed a girl. A door opened and two persons came through. 
'I still can't believe that this happens. I am certain I did not want to be here,' thought Ender as he clutched his head. 
"Who are you?" asked the silver-haired boy. Ender turned and to his surprise, he met a living being that he knew from before. It was Gowther or rather the doll Gowther created. 
Ender bowed: "My name is Ender and I am sorry that I startled you. I did not want to come here."
Gowther was the first to speak. "Is that you, Ender?" Bartra and Nadja looked at Gowther. "You know him, Gowther?" Gowther nodded. "I have met him only shortly. He is a demon from many years ago." Ender facepalmed. Telling humans that he was a demon has never ended well. 
Nadja saw the face Ender made and smiled: "You believe we will dislike you because you are a demon right, Ender? My brother and I don't discriminate against other races. Even Gowther is a doll. So don't be afraid but tell me, Ender, how do you know Gowther?"
Ender explained how he knew the man who created Gowther and after the story, Bartra promised to keep Ender's appearance a secret. One day Ender came to Bartra.
"Greetings, Ender, why have you come to see me?" asked Bartra. Ender smiled: "I want to talk with you about your ability to see the future." 
Bartra was taken aback. He did not expect Ender to ask him about the future. "Relax, I don't want anything to know what you saw. I just want you to promise me one thing." Bartra nodded: "What is it?" 
"If you ever meet someone named Meliodas or Merlin, please don't tell them about me. I can not force you to do so but I beg you as a friend to keep quiet. Would you be so kind and fulfill my wish?" Bartra thought for a second and smiled: "Sure Ender. I will keep my promise."
Ender then left to guard the fountain again. 
It surprised Ender as he heard a shout coming from the Fountain of Youth. Teleporting there he saw Elaine looking into the forest. "What happened?" asked Ender. Elaine looked at him: "A human came to the forest and tried to steal the Fountain of Youth. He is probably dead so you don't have to be concerned." 
Now one very important thing to consider was Ender's memory. During all those times he had interaction with the people he didn't know them. 
Someone like Ender who lived for over a thousand years, seeing so much pain and suffering, had done something incredible. 
Ender closed up his memories of being a human in the back of his brain to lessen the grief he felt all the time, but it had unforeseen consequences. 
Doing so resulted in him forgetting about the anime Seven Deadly Sins and the important characters. The only things that let him stay human in mind were the belief of pacifism and his love for Melascula. Ender, neither knew about Harlequin being King nor Diana or Elaine, being the lover of Ban. Not even the doll Gowther brought Ender's memories back. 
So he just shrugged not remembering Ban. He walked up next to Elaine as both sat on a tree watching the forest. It was a voice that brought both of them back to reality: "Man this tree is big. Climbing it the second time doesn't make it any easier." 
Ender looked at Ban and something in his mind tried to ring but Ender dismissed it. Ban looked at Ender seeing a new face: "So you are the guardian of the Fountain, right black stick?" Ender had a tick mark on his head but just shook his head: "No, you stupid thief. I am just a resident of the forest." 
Pointing at Elaine. "She is the guardian and you, my friend, got beaten by a child." Ban went to Elaine and looked down on her: "She is the guardian? Don't make me laugh. A child cannot protect something so precious." It annoyed Elaine being called a child, so she did the right thing. 
She attacked Ender with her wind magic. Ban looked dumb as he saw the child using her magic on the black stick, but then he felt flying again. 
"Hey, don't use me to power up your attacks," cried Ender. 
"Shut up. I can't hit you with it, so at least I can annoy you and now he is gone," said Elaine. 
Ender rose an imaginary eyebrow. "Are you sure, because I can hear him singing again?" 
Ban was back again. "Man, that was a strong breeze. So please give me my immortality." Elain looked dumbfounded while Ender started to laugh. "Who are you not dead? You fell many hundreds of meters down," asked Elaine. Ban just shrugged while Ender muttered a word he didn't know existed: "Plot armor?" 
"Well, that was all fun but I want to have the cup, thank you." Ban took his nunchakus and stole the cup. Before he could drink it vanished and was back at its place. 
"Huh?"
Elaine looked at Ender, who just nodded as he used his new ability to get the cup. Elaine was sure that Ender would never drink it as she once asked him if he would but he denied it, telling her that he did not need it. Further questioning and mind-reading resulted in failure. 
"You can't just take this cup and drink it. Without it, the forest would die!" shouted Elaine at the thief.  
"Oh, ok then. If it is like that I won't do it," said Ban as he looked down. Elaine, as well as Ender, just looked at him not believing a single word. 
Elaine used her ability to read his mind and was shocked to see that he wasn't lying. 
And so time flew by. 
Ban got back and brought Elaine a book, and he started reading her stories about humans. Ender watched them both being happy. He was not jealous of Ban having found the love of his life, but sorrow that he couldn't be like the thief right now.
It was random but on one day Ender remembered who Ban really was. "How could I forget about him? He was one of the Sins," muttered Ender. 
"What is wrong Ender?" asked Ban. 
During his stay with Ender and Elaine, Ban started to be friends with Ender. It started when Ban tried to steal with his ability something on Ender but instead became naked. Ender laughed and Elaine blushed at the failed attempted.  
When Ban asked Ender the question, they heard a roar. 'You have got to be kidding me. I remember him and now this guy comes,' cursed the Enderman. All three of them saw a red monster walking to the main tree. "What the hell is that?" asked Ban. "A demon, also known as a red demon," answered Ender. "But that is impossible. They should be sealed away in the last Holy War," said Elaine. 
Ender shook his head: "Oh Elaine, you are wrong. Not all demons were sealed away. Some just survived. One even wanted to be sealed away to be with his loved one, but something prevented it." 
Elaine's eyes widened as she realized what Ender had said. "Are you a demon, Ender?" 
Ban and Elaine looked at Ender shocked. The Enderman has a sad smile in his face. "And that is why I didn't want to tell you about my race. Well, I will try my best to handle the demon. Protect the Fountain of Youth." Ender teleported to the red demon. 
"No, Ender wait. I didn't mean it like that," shouted Elaine, but Ender didn't hear it.
Ender teleported in front of the demon and shouted: "Hey, you big, fat, ugly thing, try to hit me if you dare!" Ender saw to his surprise that the red demon didn't even bat an eye on him. 'Damm this guy thinks I am on his side and my power level so weak I can't do anything.' Then Ban took the demons' heart. 
"No Ban, what have you done!" Ender shouted at his friend's foolishness. "I killed it. Took his heart. Took his life." Elaine tried to run to Ban to tell him that demons had more than one heart but she was too late to warn him. 
The demon pierced Elaine's body and part of Ban's. "Ender, please help me," said Ban as he tried to stay conscious. Ender watched in horror, remembering the past. He started to hyperventilate and walk to Ban, thinking of a way to heal him. 
But to his horror, Ender could not move any further. 
It happened again. Ender knew this feeling all too well. It was something he would always remember. 

The curse activated. 

It forced him to go, unable to help his newfound friends. "I am sorry Ban, Elaine. I know that everything will be fine. I am so sorry, but I am a coward. My name was and always will be forever, Ender the coward. Goodbye." With that Ender teleported away, trying to forget the horror he remembered.

Dying is one thing but being reborn as an Enderman in the Demon Realm? Watch as Ender tries to survive the horror of living as a demon. Maybe being a coward has its perks.

Contains amnesia so be warned.

When the people in the hall recognized who the man was, the normal reaction for them was to scream. It was typical for most people to be horrified in this situation as they grew in a peace-ridden world. Most of these people didn't have the phrase 'physical pain' in their dictionary.
 
Why were people so terrified, you ask? Because the man in front of them was the notorious White Hood, a serial killer that targeted the upper class of the meritocratic society. His white-colored irises beyond that mask was his trademark.
 
His reasoning? This kind of society was unjust in his eyes. Although many people are aided by the government during rough childhood, what about those late bloomers? What about the poor lower class that are oppressed and couldn't gain more experience because of their 'lack of experience?'
 
Of course, this was solely one prerequisite for his targets. Most upper class are arrogant as fuck, an ad verbatim statement by White Hood. He views those condescending people unworthy of the skill and wealth they possess. As such, he culls them, 'cleansing the world of these evils.' One's loathsome attitude was the nail in the coffin that would paint a target on your back.
 
Every murder scene that White Hood left was beautiful and elegant. The kill is clean with a single hole on the middle of the forehead. Each and every corpse was encapsulated in a blood drawing of a rose.
 
Additionally, the woman next to him was the infamous Harlequin, the assistant of White Hood. Prior to helping out White Hood, Harlequin was already a psychopathic killer that killed people, male or female, that have a history of sexual assault.
 
"I see that our reputation precedes us." White Hood chuckled at the mic, deepening the dread that the crowd was in. White Hood's attitude turned 180 degrees. "Quiet, all of you!"
 
"Ah, fuck, my bad luck is seriously getting ridiculous." Hayden cursed under his breath. "Good thing I picked this remote place to stay at."
 
As mentioned, the place where they were at was adjacent to the wall and was covered by the throngs of classical piano music enthusiasts. It was helpful that there were tons of wielders in the crowd, allowing him to mask himself.
 
He scooched to the back side of Eun-ha, Likoria, and Sayuri. He whispered to the three, "The woman is a Level 4 wielder. The man is a Level 5 wielder."
 
"What?" Eun-ha and Sayuri were both shocked of Hayden's analysis. How in the world would he possess that sort of information? They couldn't sense anything from the two, hence, they knew that their Origin Limiters were activated for the meantime. Also, Hayden was a Level 2! It was strange that he can sense Levels… Eun-ha spoke for the two, "We trust you, but…"
 
"Questions later." Hayden was dreading the situation they were plunged in. "Likoria, can you contact them from where you're standing?"
 
"I don't need to." Likoria replied. Her carefree attitude was nowhere to be found, replaced by a somber one. "They have eyes all over the island. Plus, the Cyber Guards monitors every nook and cranny of World Government Island. Nobody can escape their surveillance. People from there are most definitely on their way."
 
Eun-ha and Sayuri were lost in the duo's conversation. For the intervening time, they chose to trust Hayden and Likoria. They figured that Likoria highly likely belonged to the entity that conferred Hayden the World Items.
 
White Hood dropped the mic. A voice, oddly loud yet spoken softly, boomed out from where he was standing. "Since all of you recognize me, this will make it easier. As you know, this is the World Government Island. For my 96th to 100th kill, I wanted to bring it to the grand stage. Heh, can't believe the World Government has so many loopholes."
 
Everybody was too busy getting ahold of themselves to listen to White Hood's soliloquy. "Don't worry, most of you will be able to walk away scot-free. I already have my five targets for the night.  And that is…"
 
White Hood announced his targets in a laidback manner. White Hood was true to his reputation for not targeting the humble people. Hayden, Eun-ha, and anybody else that Hayden had personal relationships with weren't in the list.
 
Most people in the hall were relieved upon hearing this. Hayden sighted the targets among the crowd. The five people were clearly in distraught. Abruptly, White Hood spoke cryptically. At least to those normal humans. "No, no, I wouldn't do that if I were you, Principe Di… ja… Djamilatou? Is that right? Anyway, do you want to live longer or die right now?"
 
Somewhere far away, Hayden caught a glimpse of a trembling middle-aged woman with onyx-colored skin and short black hair. From his Danger Sense, the woman was around Level 3.
 
The woman, gaping at White Hood, didn't heed White Hood's warning and activated her Ability. From what Hayden gathered, she was going to transform. Unfortunately for her, White Hood got the jump on her and shot her in the head.
 
In the front, Hayden saw White Hood holding a black glock with a smoking barrel. Looking back to the woman, Hayden was taken aback by how clean the perforation of the bullet was. The blood couldn't escape as well, making for a clean death.
 
Everybody screamed, aghast of the scene that transpired in the span of mere seconds. Hayden ignored them as Danger Sense's sensitivity to White Hood increased by a whole margin.
 
Hayden's heart throbbed loudly. This time, the trepidation that was welling within his heart was that of a normal person's: Genuine fear. He quivered, sandwiching herself between Eun-ha and Sayuri then involuntarily reaching out for their hands.
 
Needless to say, Hayden's fear was not the fear of death.  It was the fear of losing Eun-ha and Sayuri in vying to protect him. If Hayden lost Eun-ha and Sayuri, it was a fate worse than death. It will be hell.
 
Eun-ha and Sayuri felt Hayden shaking. They turned their heads to him, only to see a grave analytical expression in place of a fearful one. They spotted the usual Hayden: Someone that was finding for a way out for everyone that was dear to him.
 
It was admirable that, in the face of death, Hayden stayed strong to keep his cool and was even finding a way for them to survive. It was reassuring for Eun-ha and Sayuri, who were internally panicking due to their survival instincts acquired from battles screaming for them to retreat upon hearing the words 'Level 5' and ascertaining that that White Hood was Level 5.
 
This made them fall for Hayden more unconsciously. They refocused their gazes at the people in front, mysteriously feeling safer and determined to escape this quagmire to live their lives with Hayden.
 
"Silence, you pieces of shit!" White Hood roared with anger. "Tsk, Principe, always the one who dislikes these kinds of things. Does nobody here recognize the beauty and practicality of my art?"
 
No one responded to the imposed question. Why would anybody answer? The one in front of them was a serial killer. Anyhow, Hayden possessed prior knowledge that about 30% of the people in here were wielders. This was thanks to his Danger Sense.
 
"Anyhow, I'll make this quick." White Hood's voice was giddy, to the point that it was gleeful. Hayden could tell that White Hood was a true psychopath. "All the targets, well, there's no use doing this, but… Every target I've named, please step out. Don't delay the inevitable."
 
As predicted, no target presented themselves to White Hood. Nobody in this room wanted to be killed. This included Hayden. Why would they? They were leading good lives. The best lives that anybody could ask for. Why would they want to be killed?
 
"Harlequin." White Hood rotated his head to face Harlequin. "Bring them to me."
 
"Yes, darling." Harlequin giggled. It would have been an attractive giggle if it wasn't for the situation at hand.
 
In no time, four people, three men and a woman, was kneeling in front of White Hood. The corpse was in the far right, lying down with both hands intertwined atop the chest. Hayden was dazed at how there was no sonic boom by how fast Harlequin moved.
 
"You may be wondering how there are no alarms tripping in this area?" White Hood pranced around the four people. "Well, let's say that there's a certain famous rebellious hacker that rigged the place. Oh, gosh, I shouldn't put you into suspense and at least satisfy your curiosity before your death. It's Cyberus!"
 
Hayden's eyes narrowed when he heard this name. During his study of programming, he has come across four legendary hackers who cracked the World Government's defense system. Cyberus was one of those four people.
 
What Cyberus did was hack into the database of Identity Numbers and spread the Identity Numbers of hundreds of celebrities and rich people globally. At that time, Identity Numbers had minimal security against attacks because of the confidence of the Cyber Guards to its own line of defense.
 
Thus, from thereon, these hundreds of celebrities' scandals, text message history, and social medias were imperiled. However, there was one theme across these Identity Numbers. It was that all of these people were part of underground organizations that either sold drugs or trafficked humans.
 
Following that, Cyberus hijacked the internet systems of the Worldwide Cable and hosted a video message. Everyone was warned of the consequences of doing evil deeds.
 
What's legendary about this hijacking was that Cyberus was unable to be tracked by the World Government. The governing body that held the power of the internet at its fingertips.
 
As might be expected, once that catastrophe was done, the World Government's Cyber Guards fortified its security. Yet, Cyberus was able to penetrate the cyber defense of Cyber Guards twice more without getting caught, exposing hundreds of vile and repulsing people to the world.
 
Hayden was more impressed due to him knowing the fact that the Cyber Guards was a wielder. Probably a Level 6 even. If Cyberus was that good of a hacker…
 
'Fuck, I'm so screwed.' Hayden thought. 'In all likelihood, Gaia's in slumber with the unlocking of my Void Sealing. If so… Shit.'
 
If Cyber Guards couldn't stop Cyberus three times, it wasn't far-fetched to assume that Cyberus has the capability to bypass the World Government's security a fourth time.
 
"Cyberus did a good job securing this place, didn't he?" White Hood cackled vehemently. It was unsettling. Even for Hayden. "This place is perfect. Sound-absorbent walls. Full of patronizing affluent people that pretend they like classical music to be 'classy.' Majestic hall that suits the art I do. Oh how quaint."
 
White Hood sounded as if he was in ecstasy. He walked over to a man, pointed a gun at his forehead, and shot. Everybody in the venue held back a scream.
 
"Oh, yes. How gratifying." White Hood's words and manner of speaking struck everyone that he was sexually aroused. It was a peculiar scene. "And another one!"
 
In a blink of an eye, three people were dead. Hayden, Eun-ha, and Sayuri didn't bat an eyelid. The three had a similar train of thought: Those people probably deserved it if they were in that position.
 
On top of that, in their world, it was eat or be eaten. Eun-ha and Sayuri grasped this. Hayden, a ruthless person who doesn't care about strangers' lives, naturally would fathom this. The same could not be said for Likoria.
 
On the side, Likoria had her hands in a tight fist. Her eyes were widened, petrified of the sight in front. One question circled in her mind. How can a person kill another while laughing in that manner?
 
She would understand if the person was murdering for self-defense, but… Killing for enjoyment? What kind of cruel act was this?
 
Her entire body trembled in fury, her gaze stuck on the scene upfront. Without a warning, another bullet lodged itself on the forehead of a woman. It was the fourth kill.
 
By this point in time, Likoria's mind was blank. She was prepared to charge in mindlessly without thinking of the repercussions. She didn't care. This was not right even if the person has sinned heavily.
 
Likoria was preparing to dash when Hayden's deep voice entered her ears. "Don't move. Do you want to die?"
 
"But-" Likoria was preparing to argue when Hayden interrupted her in between.
 
"No buts, you fucking spoiled brat." Hayden's tone, whilst hushed, was undeniably irate. "There are all kinds of people in the world. Many people out there are like him. Some are worse. At least this guy has modus operandi. What if, in your Tiroga, you encounter murderers that slaughter human life purely for enjoyment? Yes, there are people out there that does that. White Hood here targets those that are deserving, to say the least. If you want to die playing the hero for an individual that may have sexually assaulted, trafficked humans, or did all types of illegal things. Be my guest."
 
Hayden's logical words reverberated in the mind of Likoria. Howbeit, it was not of being convinced. It was of puzzlement of how Hayden can stand by and do nothing at the meaningless loss of a human life.
 
"You still want to go and play the hero?" Hayden whispered, enraged more than ever. "Okay, let me appeal to your heroic heart. What would you rather do? Stay quiet in oppression for the moment and later exact revenge for them, or be killed now? Remember that as long as you're alive, there is a chance to spite these kinds of people. As long as you have the will, that is."
 
This, believe it or not, pacified the stimulated heart of Likoria. Hayden achieved what should have been impossible: Fulfill someone's own emotional needs through the use of logic. It was an extraordinary feat that was exclusive to people like Hayden, a person that can read most people akin to an open book, can achieve.
 
Hayden sighed in relief once he discovered that Likoria's state of mind became tranquil. Truth be told, Hayden couldn't care less if Likoria wanted to commit suicide by running to a Level 5 wielder serial killer.
 
What he was truly worried about was Likoria bringing attention to their side of the hall. It was relatively quiet and unnoticeable here. Hayden didn't want to compromise their position by letting Likoria run from here.
 
The final bullet found its way into the forehead of the last target. White Hood's figure, seemingly satisfied, flickered. The corpses were now around his feet, arranged in a flower-shape. Their clothes have also been changed into white ones.
 
'Tsk, where's Starakt when you need him?' Hayden bit his lip in discomfort. He tightened his grip on Eun-ha and Sayuri's hands, to which Eun-ha and Sayuri responded by doing so too. 'I hate this… Why is it that I feel that there's a deeper meaning to this performance?'
 
Hayden was sure that a high-profile serial killer wouldn't carelessly reveal themselves in a maximum defense island simply to celebrate five of their kills. Nonetheless, if Hayden was being targeted, the dread in his heart would indubitably be much worse.
 
Thence, Hayden didn't put this feeling into heart for the prsent. He watched White Hood's ending moments in the spotlight.
 
"At last!" White Hood raised both of his arms as if reveling in a masterpiece he produced. Intense, and horrifying for that matter, classical music played in the speakers from the grand piano. The one who was playing was Harlequin. "My magnum opus is finished! Rejoice. Applaud!"
 
A second passed. Two seconds. And three. It was only at the fourth second that a person from the audience slow clapped. This snowballed into a boisterous round of applause.
 
"This is where my performance ends." White Hood bowed. The stage was clouded in opaque smoke. When the smoke dissipated, White Hood was long gone.
 
When White Hood disappeared, the alarms in the hall blared. It was well-timed and unquestionably intentionally done by Cyberus.
 
Robotic sentinels alongside members of the Incognito Corps, the secret service of the World Government, flooded the place. The members of the Incognito Corps were alarmed when they discerned the grotesquely picturesque scene at the stage.
 
The place was cordoned off to the public, with the Incognito Corps escorting people out. The Incognito Corps warned the people who witnessed the event to not make anything public, or they'll be forced to resort with a 'forceful countermeasure.'
 
When that stern admonition concluded, everybody was let off the hook without any kind of interrogation.
 
…..
 
Somewhere in World Government Island, in a hotel room. White Hood, Harlequin, and another man in a cool futuristic dog mask entered through the front door. The man was obviously Cyberus.
 
They were greeted by a person of a tall stature clad in a black cape and in total mystery. The aura around the person was that of the typical villainous character found in novels or in cartoons.
 
"Have you located the targets, Robin?" Unlike what you would expect, the person's voice was that of a woman's. Not a man's. "Have you used your Ability on him?"
 
"Yes, I have, Missus." White Hood bowed deferentially to The Missus. "The first two future threats you've wanted dead will be dead in the most public setting possible. During their game in the Annual Youth Pride."
 
"Make sure you don't fail." The Missus said. "Failure is not an option."
 
"And it will never be." White Hood, Harlequin, and Cyberus responded in unison.
 
"Good." The Missus tittered, the atmosphere lightening up. "You are all dismissed. Oh yes, Alliah, stay."
 
Harlequin didn't leave as she asked. "Yes, Missus?"
 
"That Hayden Emperador." The Missus said with intrigue. "Was he the one to kill our precious Bayrak?"
 
"Yes." Harlequin confirmed without thinking much. "He is strong and has a much higher threat than the two we've targeted. However, we cannot touch him. Or any of the people associated with him."
 
"Yes, yes, Overseers and all that." The Missus sighed in dismay. "Do we have to plant people in that… What was that? Hand of Gloom?"
 
"The native people that live in that country refer to it as Kamay ng Lagim." Harlequin corrected. "That is the Filipino translation of Hand of Gloom."
 
"Yes, Kamay ng Lagim." The Missus' tone shifted into that of intrigue. "Philippines has an interesting world of wielders. Anyhow, even if it was Bayrak's own mistake, we don't leave a person behind. We will avenge his death. Okay, we'll plant some of our inferior members in that Kamay ng Lagim for reconnaissance, and for killing Hayden. Make sure it's done by the end of the Annual Youth Pride. Accompany them as well, be their counselor."
 
"Understood, Missus." Harlequin emotionlessly replied. "It shall be done."
 
"Do well and I'll reward you." The Missus revealed her white hand from underneath her cape and waved it at Harlequin. "Dismissed."
 
Harlequin left with a spring in her step from the satisfaction of The Missus' mention of the word 'reward.' When Harlequin was far enough, a man materialized kneeling in front of The Missus.
 
The man was bulky and was wearing a dark green suit that suited his brown skin color. The man wore a green feathered masquerade eye mask, which was enough to conceal his identity. His features were that of a handsome man.
 
"Missus." The man didn't stand up from his respectful genuflection in front of The Missus. "I've come to report that the most higher-leveled threats have been neutralized by the assassins."
 
"Good job." The Missus nodded. "Remain standing by. The wielders sent by the different countries to protect their young are strong. We cannot let our guard down."
 
"I will do as I am ordered." The man didn't shift from his position at all prior to vanishing.
 
"Hayden, huh?" The Missus mumbled and laughed. "Finally, some action."

Superpowers. Are they a myth? Are they real? What if they existed in the world without you knowing? What if there was a hidden world that consisted of superhumans? What if humanity has lived this long and has advanced leaps and bounds without knowing the existence of such… Phenomena? Most of them simply dismissing it as conspiracies. Myths. Imaginary.

How about the different bodies of mythology all around the world? Were they really just simple myths? Were they really something that merely lived in our imaginations? Were they something that can be ignored? Or were they stories based on actual events that was lost in the tides of time? People thinking that they were too farfetched to be reality?

Reality and fiction. History and mythology. Physical and metaphysical. Normal and supernatural. What exists, and what did not? Are the stories really only stories? Or were they truths hidden from the public?

…..

The year is 2057. Underneath the moonlight, a man slept and dreamt of something bizarrely vivid. When he finally woke up, he felt that he drowned in the dream, only to find that he acquired superpowers. The one thing that many people desired. The one thing that he so wished.

If you were to be put in his place, what would you do? Would you go on a killing spree? Would you use it to play the hero? Or would you rather hide it, using it exclusively and discreetly for your benefit? These are questions that all those who bear the title Ability Wielders must face.

Since then, the man’s life has changed, being plunged into the so-called world of wielders. A world where people with Abilities are omnipresent. A world where combat strength is the factor that determined your status. A world where death was treated lightly. Will he survive? Will he be able to live unbothered by the other people? Will he be able to protect those that are dear to him?

Japan, Kyoto

While Dracula was with Kiara, Hell descended on the streets of Japan. Anyone who did not submit would die, be it man, woman, child or old man. The shadows didn't care.

''Stop! Drop the sword", says a policeman.

The knight's shadow didn't care, he walked slowly to the policeman.

''I said stop! Don't come any closer! Put the sword down now!'' The policeman shouts terrified.

*Bang! Bang!

The policeman shot at the head of the shadow, He for a moment was relieved when the shadows dissipated but soon his terror returned. When the Knight's Shadow appeared again now on his back.

The policeman turns slowly and looks terrified at the shadow.

*Cut!

The shadow cuts his head off. 

This scene is repeated everywhere in Japan. The shadows have killed anyone who opposes, They have spared no one. The streets of Japan were painted of blood and bodies. 

Leona, Who was seeing this Vision just smiles happily with Harlequin on her side. The only one who is not satisfied with this vision is Integra. 

''Is that necessary?  All this killing?'' Integra says with her hands firmly holding her sword.

"By the looks of it, you have an attachment to humans, don't you?" Leona says smiling with her vampire teeth.

"Answer me!" She demands, while holding her sword tightly.

Arlequina who was beside Leona only smiles when she disappears into a cloud of Smoke. Suddenly she comes back holding a child and plays in the Integra Front.

Kyaa! Please don't kill me!'' A child begs.

While smiling maniacally she cuts the young man's neck with her dark daggers. "Drink." She says as she looks at Integra.

*Gole.

Integra swallows her saliva smelling the child's blood. "You're crazy! he's just a child I won't do it!" She exclaims as she walked away.

"TSK." Leona feeling bored with this Draculine, grabs her by the neck with a speed that Integra could not react and plays in front of the Child.

*Boooom!

Integra, If she gets up stunned she rests on her sword but soon realizes that that tasty scent is right in front of her, she swallows her saliva once more and walks slowly to the Child.

Please don't kill me! I don't want to die!! buaaaaaaaaaa!'' The child begs while looking into Integra's bloody eyes.

Integra listening to the child, she comes back to herself, she takes her sword and points to Leona, "I will not kill a child! ''

"You're a disappointment as a vampire!" Leona says Disappointed.

Don't be angry with her, Leona. She's a newborn vampire.'' Arlequina says, and adds: ''I know you're an ex-human, Integra. But you must not cling to humans they are simply your food. You sympathize when you kill a pig and eat it right?''

I will not kill children, Arlequina.'' She says determinedly while pointing her sword at Arlequina. 

''This massacre is unnecessary! Look around Children and Women are dying for nothing!'' She cries out to both of them.

*Tsk

Harlequin turns shadows and appears behind the child and bites him. 

''No! Please! I don't want to die!'' He screams begging, but in the end it's useless.

Harlequin throws the body of the Child in front of Integra who was in shock, while smiling with his bloody mouth. 

Why did you do that!?'' Integra screams as he attacks Harlequin.

"Don't be a Hypocrite Integra. The master warned you when he turned you into a vampire that this would happen, yet you chose to be a vampire.'''' Harlequin says as he defends himself with his two shadow daggers. She kicks Integra into the stomach and attacks her.

*Cut! Boom!

Staying a little far from each other, Integra asks, "Is that necessary!? Kill all these innocent people just for fun?''

"Yes it's fun!" she answers, smiling brilliantly.

Integrates by holding her sword, bites her frustrated lips and attacks Harlequin again. 

Harlequin prepares to receive the sip.

"Enough! 

*Boom! Boom!

Leona attacks them both with her Kokoro Watari. 

Looking at them both on the ground while holding their Katana. "Don't fight each other over something like a Human! You are a vampire of death! Act with dignity... She says, and adds: '' Integrates Fairbrook Wingates Hellsing... I know who you are heir to the Hellsing, I don't know why Dracula accepted you but I suggest that you forget your human side quickly.''

I have made my decision but it is still difficult to ignore human lives... She thinks internally. She keeps her sword in her waist and begins to look at the streets of blood.

''You are wrong in something Integra...''. 

Listening to Leona, she raises her eyebrow with curiosity. "What am I wrong?" She asks.

Listening to Leona, she raises her eyebrow with curiosity. "What am I wrong?" She asks. 

Leona just smiles and doesn't answer. "Let's go! We have to go to Tokyo.''

Integra is frustrated but just follows her.

Harlequin only smiles while quietly walking beside Leona.

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Place unknown.

Standing on a White pillar, This is a man holding a white spear with blue gems on its handle, He is wearing a full-body golden armor looking, coldly at the sea of clouds in front of him. He has long blond hair, golden eyes and on his back He has twelve white Angel wings.

''Brother! You are not allowed to descend to Earth!'' A man with white hair and white eyes says.

The man just turns and says with cold eyes. "That filthy being is killing countless innocent beings, Raphael! I must kill him!'' 

''But you are not allowed by our lady! She warned not to interfere with the Shintoist Pantheon, Even you our leader the Archangel of Benevolence can't do anything about it.''

"You feel nothing!"?  Look! how many innocent lives this filthy vampire must kill for the Archangel of Justice to feel something!''' Miguel says while sampling the massacre that is going on in Japan.

Rafael looks beyond the clouds and is horrified by what he sees, Thousands of innocent people being impaled on spears, children crying for their mothers, Shadows Smiling happily as he killed the military and played with their bodies. But what angers him the most is that all the dead people come back to life as Shadows. 

"That bastard!! he won't let his soul rest!''

Raphael is furious, how can he not be? After all he is the angel of justice. He summons his golden sword and his full-body white armor. Fully equipped, he summons his twelve wings and looks at Michael. 

''Brother, we must catch Reinforcement. We both are enough to take care of that abomination, but his shadows are a problem.'' 

Michael nods satisfied and uses his authority as Archangel Leader, to summon the two-winged Angels.

Looking at the thousands of angels who have appeared to his call he says. ''Today we will exterminate an evil being who is attacking an innocent country! My only command is... KILL ALL!''

"YES!! 

All the angels present say in unison.

 When he was about to open a portal to Japan, a woman with blond hair and red burning eyes that seemed to burn anything, appeared Wearing a full body red armor, she held his red giant axe with a hand on his shoulder as if he had no weight. Looking at his brothers the woman smiled predatorily and asked. "Where are you going, my foolish brothers?

Miguel and Rafael Sweaty Cold looking at their newly arrived Irma.  But Miguel quickly pretends to be calm and responds with a smile: "We are going to kill a plague that is attacking Japan, Uriel.''

Uriel raises his eyebrow a little and looks at the sea of clouds, Seeing the things happening in Japan she smiles maniacally, She watches a little and sees a Man in black armor talking to a woman with horns, the Man turns to her and smiles. Seeing this interesting toy his smile increases further. If Dracula had been present, he would have said that her smile resembles that of his brother. 

"HAHAHAHAHAH THAT FUN, I'll go with you my foolish brothers!" Uriel says, 

She opens a portal to Japan and jumps in front leaving behind a group of angels and their confused brothers. 

Soon they come back to themselves and jump along with the angels at the gate.

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In a room in this same place, we can see a silhouette of a woman sitting in a chair looking at these events with a glass ball in her hand. "That's right my children go and fight and die for me so I can get stronger, ahahahahahahahaha" She laughs cheerfully.

*Cough! Cough!

The woman spits out golden blood from her mouth, seeing it she frown in boredom.

 ''Soon... Soon I will have my revenge.'' The woman says as she returned to watch the glass ball.

The sea smelt of salt. Theodore liked the smell of the sea, he didn't like the smell of the fish. But today he had to deal with it, this was because he was surrounded by fish. He had just come back from a fishing trip with his dad and was preparing the fish to be sold later at the market. After throwing a handful of fish guts in the bin Theodore's dad walked around the counter in their house holding another tray full of cod. There was rain on his dad's jacket and the tray so when he slammed it down raindrops ended up covering Theodore's face.
"Do these when you have finished them." said his dad, his voice low while he was battling a sore throat. His brown hair, like Theodore's, wet from the rain.
Theodore just nodded. He couldn't wait until the church bells down the road rang signaling the end of the market so he could go on the Harlequin and mend what happened on the waves the day before. Theodore didn't like the smell of the fish in front of him. He like the smell of metal, the feel of grease, the warmth of fire. Theodore wanted to live on the Harlequin and even though his dad bought it for him, he would never approve of his only son living on the 'rust bucket'.
It, no she wasn't a 'rust bucket' to Theodore. The Harlequin was an elegant piece of machinery that Theodore love to fix, she was gold in colour but it was fading because the Harlequin was made even before Theodore was born. His dad had got her for him as a birthday present when Theodore turned 15, she took a year of repairs before they could take her on the water, but it was worth it.
Theodore remembers their first voyage. That ecstatic feeling of nerves and adrenaline kicked in as soon as he had woken up that morning. Telling his dad that he couldn't work at the market, hopping down into the Harlequin and setting sail. He saw a blue whale that day and he hadn't seen once since. Sometimes Theodore would just sit inside the Harlequin and listen to the rain while working on mechanics or just reading. It was relaxing for Theodore, to feel the bob of the waves gently rocking him side to side, to smell the salt of the sea through the metal of the tank.
What wasn't relaxing was the church bells calling him to the start of the market.
He trudged along with his dad and the smelly cod in trays that were nearly slipping out of his hands because of the rain, so he had to keep on pushing the tray to his chest using his knee. His dad walked happily ahead on his way to their stall. Even though Theodore didn't like the market his dad did, the atmosphere of the different people yelling out offers trying to get customers, the different smells and things to buy is what made his dad happy.
They got to their stall and opened it up, rain fell of Theodore's yellow rain coat hood as his dad took a broom and hit the waterproof fabric that was the market stalls roof. Putting the trays down his dad said.
"Cheer up. You're going on the Harlequin later aren't you?"
This put a smile on Theodore's face, "Yes, of course I need to fix her up"
Then they were on with selling the fish at the market. Mrs McDerma, an old woman with a yappy small dog gave Theodore 50 bronze coins and advised him to not spend it all at once, which he could unless he went to the shop and bought sweets. 50 bronze coins were pretty worthless unless you have many, but everyone knew that 100 bronze coins was the equivalent to 1 gold. Theodore and his dad made 110 gold that afternoon at market, including the extra 10 gold that Theodore's dad let him keep. It would last them for the next two days, until the next market.
He didn't wait until his dad let him go, instead Theodore just ran off, towards the dock where she was waiting.
When Theodore ran down to the dock he nearly fell into the water because of the rain that was still present of the wood floor. He had to stop himself by extending his arms out in front of him, he nearly doubled over with the toes of his boots were off the end of the dock. Because of this a fisherman muttered something about how children had too much energy from his boat that was just the left of Theodore, but the boy just smiled and turned left towards the Harlequin.
There was a dent in the right side of the Harlequin from yesterday's incident where Theodore sent her into one of the dock's posts, so he needed to fix that. He climbed the ladder and opened up the hatch then jumped inside.
The inside of the Harlequin was a representation of Theodore's mind, there were the tools that he used, drawings of his designs that he has never got around to creating. There was food and blankets in one corner covering a beanbag, above that hung a bookshelf with books spanning from mechanics to adventures to fictional places. When Theodore jumped down into the main body of the submarine he had shut out the rain but was still able to hear it bouncing off of the steel exterior. This was relaxing.
"You have a dint in your ship. Did you know that?"
Theodore jumped as he heard the voice, he turned around to see a Blond boy around the same age as him sitting in the captain's chair. The boy pronounced every letter as he spoke, showing he wasn't from the village where Theodore lived. He had a waistcoat over a shirt with black trousers to match and a long black coat that went down to his shins. Theodore couldn't see his mouth because the boy was wearing a gold mask.
So naturally Theodore picked up the closest thing to him to defend himself, in this instance it was a spoon from an old bowl of soup.
The boy just laughed at the panic behind Theodore's eyes. "What are you going to do with that thing? Gouge my eyes out?"
"What are you doing here?" Theodore said lowering the spoon.
"I'm hiding, now if you don't mind my tea should be ready any minute now"
As if on cue the rusted kettle on the log burner to the right of the beanbag started to boil. The boy lifted himself from the seat and casually walked over to pour the water into Theodore's favorite mug. Theodore just watched as the boy took the spoon, which was still in Theodore's hand and stirred his mug of tea. The boy then reached up with his free hand and pulled the mask down from his face to take a long sip of the tea. He did this all while remaining eye contact with Theodore. After he had finished his tea the boy sat the mug back down near the kettle and walked over to resume his seat at the other end of the submarine.
"Now, does this thing work? Because I have tried starting the engine but nothing have worked."
Theodore stood there for a second not really knowing what to do. There was this boy that he didn't know in his submarine, using his favorite mug to make tea.
"Well are you going to say something?"
"Who are you and how did you get here?" Theodore said trying not to sound scared.
"My name is Sebastian and you left the hatch open last night. Now do this tin can work or not I need to get somewhere." The boy, or Sebastian said pressing random buttons from the control panel.
"I'm Theodore and no it doesn't it got damaged yesterday, hence the dint, and needs a new battery" Theodore replied walking up to Sebastian who now had his feet up on the controls. Pushing his legs of Theodore said:
"What do you want?"

Theodore lives in the sleepy fishing village of Darmhallow. When he boards his submarine, the Harlequin, he finds Sebastian, a boy from a different place with money. Sebastian needs help with something. Will Theodore help the boy he just met?

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