Adracul and life in Asgard

[RentCavalier]

The man smirked.

"Sorry bub, my orders were to send BOTH of you. My client doesn't want either of you out of each other's sight."

[Render of Veils]

Suddenly a katana blade was up against the man's throat, another next to his crotch.

"Then I refuse. I have my own orders to be here, and unless I get a really good reason why to do this, or personally meet with your master, then I will remain here with Adracul until further notice. No tricks either, unless you want your tongue, genitals, and nose removed."

[RentCavalier]

The man laughed, his sunglasses falling down his nose some to reveal bright green eyes.

"Come now, put the toys away, I was hired by somebody you all know quite well...and he told me you'd be a little childish..."

The man smiled, a cold, sadistic smile.

"But you see, you're going to do what I tell you. Otherwise, I don't get paid."

[Render of Veils]

"And I want to know who this person is. The fact that he is familiar only furthers my distrust of you," Vanhell said.

[RentCavalier]

"Unfortunately, I can't tell you. I didn't want to have to do this, but..."


He shouted suddenly.

"This woman is a demon! She killed the wolf and Thressus!"

He then dissappeared, or at least appeared to, reappearing on a nearby table, his gun drawn.

"They're over here!"

[Render of Veils]

"Who are you talking about? She isn't here." Vanhell said sarcastically, looking to the spot where she had formerly been. Good thing he had distracted the man long enough to give her an opening.

[RentCavalier]

The man laughed again.

"She isn't? I beg to differ."

The door burst open and Odysseus ran into the room, flanked by two heavily armed Valkyries. Odysseus was wielding two long spears, one in each hand.

The stranger laughed, brushing aside a long strand of hair.

He was tall, very tall, and thin, wearing a long black trenchcoat. A massive sword, almost as big as he, was strapped to his back. Under the trenchcoat was a thick piece of leather armor. He wore steel greaves over black pants, and his sunglasses totally obscured his face.

"To keep things moving, I might as well introduce myself....I am Rent Cavalier."

[Render of Veils]

"The serial killer of anything that walks the earth that I have heard so many rumors regarding. I see now why you want me." Vanhell eyed the other three whom he knew all too well would try to fight him.

[RentCavalier]

Rent smiled.

"Good. Now tell the girl to take down her illusion, so that I can escort you to where you are...needed. Unless you want to face Asgard justice? I hear they REALLY love draw-and-quatering."

[Render of Veils]

Vanhell scowled.

"When I said she wasn't here, I meant that LITERALLY. As for the Asgard people..." He looked in the direction of the Valkyries, "...I was hoping to participate in the tournament, or at least try out for it. I heard of the spirit that prevented it from occuring, but I assume someone managed to defeat it." Vanhell sighed, withdrawing his katanas.

"But I'll go along with you. I know where Adracul has probably gone off to, so just follow me."

[RentCavalier]

The assassin shrugged and followed, jauntily waving at Odyessues as he walked out with Vanhell.

[Render of Veils]

Vanhell walked away, towards the door to Adracul's apartment.

"Stay out here," he said to Rent before opening the door and slipping in. He narrowly dodged a large blunt object that came out of the shadows. He caught the weapon, and looked in the direction of its holder.

"No need to fear Adracul, he's gone."

"Oh good," she said, stepping out of the shadows. She looked at Vanhell.

"We need to leave, immediately. There are certain forces bent on killing you, and we need to go somewhere where they cannot, or will not attempt to assault you."

"Where then are we going?"

"Advent City. Pack your items, it will be a long trip," he said. As Adracul busied herself about her task, Vanhell stepped outside to see Rent.

"There, all done," he said.

[RentCavalier]

The mercenary smiled.

"How sweet, having her go to Advent City. Exactly where you're needed, well done. Now, if you excuse me, I must be leaving..."

[Render of Veils]

"Don't mention it," Vanhell scowled as he watched Rent leave.

[Render of Veils]

Next day...

Vanhell huffed as he shifted Adracul's pack on his shoulders. Tightly bundled up, he walked outside of Asgard, looking at the massive tower they were leaving behind.

"You know, I left Advent City because of the very reason we are now headed towards it," Adracul said from beneath her fur coat.

Vanhell ignored her statement and pressed on.

Out of the frying pan and into the fire, he thought.



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