《Warlord 6》Chapter 4
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The doors to the great hall burst open, everyone in the room looks towards the doors. Osiris huffing and puffing air looks up, she then jogs to the front desk. The girl sitting there looks up to her still in slight surprise of the interruption of the peace.
"Hello, I'm here for the assembly!" She says while brushing her hand over her brow.
The lady just sits there looking her up and down.
"Hello?"
The lady snaps back, "I'm sorry what?"
"I'm here for the assembly!"
She nods opens a drawer and looks back up.
"Name?"
"Osiris Grey'men."
"Mhm." She reaches into the drawer and grabs a golden pass, handing it to Osiris.
"Table 155, across from Clan Monroh."
"Of course its Monroh, Thank you!"
Osiris looks up to the stairs, the golden pillers standing guard over the large doors. She goes up the stairs passing few people on her way up.
She walks up to the door and hears many chatters and yelling. She puts her hand on the door.
"Your late Osiris." She jumps back at the words fumbling for her knife. The guard standing at the door laughs.
"Didn't mean to scare you!"
"Tenjorin!" Osiris smiles at the man.
"Haha hey osiris!"
"How you been?"
"I'm good, bagged a tier three bounty a day or two ago!"
"That's awesome!"
"Yeah i got beat up though!"
"Of course haha!"
"What about you?"
"Eh, this is the most interesting thing i've done in a while." The man pauses shifting his weight against the golden pillar. "Always interesting to listen to the eastern and western continents banter against each other!" He laughs.
"What is it this time?"
"You can see for yourself, after all you're supposed to be in there!"
Osiris snaps back to reality. "Shit your right, thanks Tenjorin!"
"Yep, now get to work!" He says swinging the giant doors open.
"She walks through the door and the burgs of colors is blinding, all the flags and symbols of each clan. Each possessing a unique Siegel. Eastern dragon, Bear, duck, Rhino, Boar, so many clans and Colors. She starts walking and looks up to the glass ceiling and the statue at the end of the hall, made of pure gold, it is the founder of the assembly, The Traitor.
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"Beautiful is it not!" Osiris startled turns to see Airs smoking, eyes closed. "Uhhh hey Akira!"
"Your late Osiris...."
"Look i got caught hel-
"I don't really care haha!"
Akira flicks his cigarette away and turns to Osiris smiling.
"But I promise you my sister does!" He Chuckles pointing down the U shaped table.
Osiris turned to face the direction and saw Annya looking at her.
"Have fun!" Akira laughed opening the doors.
"Hey where are you going?!?"
"I don't want a be around when she exploded, bye!" He laughs turning the corner to the stairs.
Osiris ran out the doors after him. "But-but the assembly!"
"I'm sure I'm not missing anything!" He waved at her.
She turns back to the grand hall, men yelling and chatting, glaring at one another.
*sigh*
She walked towards her table. 155, 155, 155, 155, she kept repeating in her head searching for the face of her enraged leader. East 130, east 140, east 145, east 150, and finally she came upon her booth, East 155. She turned the corner, all her comrades except one being present. She looked around terrified.
"Take a seat Osiris." A low voice rattled her ears.
Osiris turned to the voice.
"Sadoe!"
"Osiris don't get comfortable!"
"I know..."
"Where is Annya anyways?" Osiris continued
"She went after... Someone?" A voice spoke on her right.
"Oh hey sumiye!"
"Hey Oscar!"
Osiris stood there blinking.
"I mean Osiris!" Sumiye laughed.
"Mindless witch..."
Osiris turned to see a man leaning against a pillar his hands and upper body wrapped in rags, he sat there playing with a glowing ball in his hand.
"Hisok-
"What happened to getting here early!" Daichi's voice rang out.
Osiris turned to see the boy rushing at her.
"Huh?!?"
The boy ran up and punched right into her stomach.
"Don't lie ever again!" He yelled at her as she grabbed her stomach. She smiles at him.
"You might want to get stronger before you hit people, stick to arrows brother!" She said half laughing. Daichi frowned and looked at her.
"I will be the greatest warrior ever!!!!" He yelled at her.
"Well brother, you have a long way to go."
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"Yes indeed grey'men!" The entire clan turns to the voice.
"A very ambitious goal young man!"
"Ringo..."
"Yep that's me Ringo Monroh, Leader of Clan Monroh, and entrepreneur, if the eastern continent!" He smirks.
"How does it go White Dragons!"
"What do you want Ringo, are you here to pester us like usual?" The mans slender figure bends upwards he makes a very exaggerated thinking expression.
"Just came to visit my fellow Rank 155 clansmen from the west!"
Sadoe kicks his feet onto the table. "Listen Ringo, go away before Annya gets back, I doubt she cares if your westernman, she will kick your ass outta our booth."
"Well at least let me enjoy the inch of peace you get from he-
Hisoka bolts up to him and holds his glowing ball up to his throat.
"Do not disrespect Clan Leader Annya like that ever again!"
Ringo with both hands up smiles.
"I guess easternmen are somewhat feisty!" He laughs.
"I'd stop though don't want to turn the great hall into a warzone!" Hisoka takes his eyes off of the man to gaze at the silent run looking at them.
"Hisoka enough!" Sadoe yells at the slender man. "We dont need this attention right now..."
"Yes sadoe, the slender man retracts his ball its glowing fading."
The slender figure of Ringo wipes his suit. "Thank you for calling off your attack dog-
"Get out of here Ringo, I wont stop him next time."
Ringo's smile fades. "Of course you wont..."
As the slender man walks away he turns back. "Just know boy if you aspire to bw the greatest warrior staying in the West isn't a smart idea." Then he walks off.
"Fucking Monroh." Hisoka says glaring at the man walking away then at his clan across from us.
"I understand Hisoka, but the last thing we need is to piss of the west." Osiris takes her seat, as well as Daichi.
"Westernmen are all arrogant slobs." Sadoe scoffs."
"Is it really true i nee to go west to be the grea- Daichi was cut off.
"No, you have no place across the ocean Daichi." Sadoe interrupts.
Osiris looks around, mainly for boredom, the meet hasn't started yet but she was still late.
"OSIRIS GREY'MEN I WILL HAVE YOUR HEAD!" The entire clan turns to see Annya coming through the do face red and dragging behind her is Akira. Sadoe bursts into laughter while Hisoka and sumiye chuckle lightly.
Osiris turns to Sadoe. "Help m-
"Nope enjoy!"
Annya drags Akira through the crowd of people.
"Hey ow I get it!"
"Stop hey OW!" The entire time akira pleading for her to stop.
Annya completely ignoring him continues her eyes locked on Osiris.
"Hey Annya!" Osiris smiles as the woman rounds the corner to face her. Annya throws Akira onto a chair, he instantly grabs his ear. Sadoe still laughing.
"You have ten seconds to explain to me why you are late!" She looks straight into Osiris's soul.
Osiris felt her soul pierced and looked up to the woman standing over her, she felt like she was staring into the devil.
"Five!" Osiris snapped back.
"Four!"
"I was uh-"
"Three!"
"I was helping a old man!"
"TWO!"
"HE WAS IN TROUBLE!"
"ONE!"
"HE WAS GETTING ATTACKED BY BANDITS!!"
Time fell still.
Osiris closed her eyes, preparing for the hit.
"Shoulda just said so!" Annya sits down. Hisoka continues to stand there playing with his glowing orb.
Osiris looked at Sadoe and he just shrugged.
The clan waited in the hall at there table.
After what felt like forever a large boom thundered through the hall.
"Attention everyone!"
The hall looked up to the girl. She wore a dark uniform with a cape with a white sword piercing blood red a dragon.
"Masanori..." Sadoe mumbled.
"We are sorry for the making you wait longer then usual, Clan Black blood is truly sorry!"
The crowd mumbles but quiets down.
"The 5657th Assembly of Clans will now commence!"
The room cheered.
"Please welcome The chairmen of the Assembly, and leader of Clan Black blood." She pauses for suspense.
"Kaido Kajima!!!!"
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