6

Did somebody call for help?

Ricky peered over at the raging spirit blowing at the forest. "Look like ya'll done got in quite the pickle. And with a spirit no doubt." He took a pull from his cigar and blew out smoke spirals. He turned back to face K.O and Maya. "Good thing ya called. Where the other two at?"

"Umm," Maya and K.O said still in shock and looked at each other.

"Go get Belle and Rockie," a voice said from behind them, then a shadow jumped over them until Ace was standing tall. "We'll handle this."

Maya and K.O nodded then ran off separate ways. Maya stopped and looked at the men over her shoulders. "That gem on its forehead is its weakness."

"Noted darling." Ricky smiled and the red head nodded and bounded off.

Ricky and Ace stared at Gceshirra who snarled at them, steam flaring from it's nostril. "You mortals are not liketh most, but ye are just as infuriating."

"Time to clean up the kids mess." Ricky said, ashing off his cigar.

Ace's stone face remained as he watched the spirit. A murky, black aura wisped from him and in a blur he was gone, stomping towards Gceshirra.

Ricky shook his head, "So that's how we're doing this. Running in head strong. That's really clever, Acy boy."

Gceshirra pointed his finger and shot beams at Ace. Ace just punched them away and ran up and latched onto Gceshirra's fingers. He lifted the spirit up and then slammed it to the ground from side to side. Then he spun in a circle, swinging the spirit by the finger and let it go Ricky's way.

Ricky straightened and clenched his fingers around his gold, brass knuckles, the word BING across both set of fingers. On the edges of the knuckles were small, sharp wing blades.

He punched Gceshirra making the spirit's head snapped back.

"Oh no ya don't." Ricky smirked, then punched his right arm out. A pink light beamed from his arm and wrapped around Gceshirra's neck. He started winding the light around his shoulder reeling the spirit towards him. When they were face to face, Ricky unleashed a load of punching combos to its face before ending with a uppercut.

Gceshirra arched up and crashed on its stomach.

"RAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH" the spirit howled, then strong winds surged from him, but didn't knock over neither man.

"Omkhulu undixhase amandla..." Gceshirra started chanting and then the ground started shaking. The more he chanted, the harder it shook and the winds blew. "...Uya kuböla esihogweni!", it screamed.

"Yeehaaaww" a man cheered as he dropped from the sky and fell through Gceshirra's head, crushing the gem when he slammed to the ground. Poof. The spirit vanished.

The newcomer had dark blue kinky hair with a gray headband, black eyes and a triangular nose. He had light brown skin with a five-o'clock shadow. He wore a worn out brown denim jacket with a gray holey shirt, dark jeans, and brown sandals. Around both legs were gun holsters with a silver gun in each.

The man stood up. "Alright baby!" He shouted, taking a gun and shooting it in the air. "Whooo, let's get this show on the roll."

"Too late mate," Ricky said walking towards the man. "Better luck next time, am I right, Alce?"

"Aw, I missed the party," Alce whined as his body sagged over.

Ricky chuckled and patted Alce's shoulder.

"Ace. Alce. Ricky." Belle called out as she ran up to the men.

Ace looked at the girl with a frown, "Where the others?"

"I don't know. I thought they'd be with you." Belle said before her face scrunched up and she looked around. "Where is it?"

"Long gone darling," Ricky answered, pulling from his cigar and then blowing out the smoke. "He was more bark than bite."

Alce nodded his head, "We are like level 80 and he was like level 1."

"Yeah, he thought it was sweet, but he was up against my squad." Ace chuckled then smiled as he rubbed Belle's head. "You straight kid?"

Belle nodded, adrenaline now gone and leaving her body shaking. "I'm good, b-but..." She paused. "I think Rockie's really hurt and I don't know where K.O and Maya are."

"Oooo, found'em." Alce cheered like he'd just won a game and pointed straight ahead.

In a distance, the group saw Maya and K.O walking their way. K.O carried an unconscious Rockie on his back. Suddenly, the blondes legs gave out and he buckled to the ground.

"Ah shit." Alce grumbled.

The four sprinted to the three teens. Ace picked up Rockie and held him bridal style in his second pair of arms. The kid was completely bruised up and his right leg was swollen and purple. Ace couldn't stop the growl he let slip.

Ricky helped K.O to his feet and let the kid lean on him. Maya's skin was pale and the once white ribbon around her arm was soaked in blood. She swayed some and Belle pulled her arm over her shoulder.

"You two gone make it?" Alce asked jokingly.

"Besides a small concussion, I'm good to go." K.O said.

"Can you heal that?" Ricky asked.

"When the world stop spinning, probably." K.O chuckled then took in a deep breath.

"Well, since the party's over time to hit the road. We gotta make this journey home by foot." Alce stretched his arms over his head with a yawn, then pulled a rolled joint from behind his ear and lit up.

They started walking to leave when Belle looked back over her shoulder at the mountain and something caught her eye.

"Wait," she passed Maya over to Alce and started running back, dodging around the rock debris and broken arithe. When she reached a spot, she reached down and picked up a ruby egg encrusted in diamonds. Once her hand touched it, various symbols and shapes glowed on the egg. As quick as it came, it vanished. Belle frowned at the egg, then twisted it around looking at it suspiciously before she just shrugged and smiled.

Running back to the group, she held up the egg. "Mission accomplished."

K.O and Maya couldn't help but laugh despite their pain.

"Told you girlie." Maya smiled.

The group headed out.

On the mountain...

A figure stood behind a tall rock spike and watched as the white haired girl retrieved the jewel then ran to show it to the others that stood around. A grin stretched along its shadowed face. Eyes followed as the group walked off until they were out of sight, then the figure turned and walked off, vanishing within the shadows.

In the streets of Berlim...

Metal plated boots clacked against the zig-zag concrete as the owner calmly strolled by. Although his face remained cool and collected, his mind was chaotic.

'I need some money,' the man thought with a sigh. Times were hard trying to get earnings and without earnings, paying mandatory bills were falling behind. He never thought being guild master would be this difficult. However, Master King Hindentt, third guild master of Dove Clan was up to his neck with unpaid bills, something he'd rather die than admit to his family. Especially his wife.

'Guess pops was right'

'You're damn right I was,' a figment of his dad's voice popped into his thoughts.

'What do you want?' his asked, mentally growling.

'Don't be like that. I hope you know what you're getting me for my birthday'

'Oh I know. The first word start with an F and the second word is you,' King thought and noticed the strange looks people were throwing him as he stood still in the middle of the walkway like an idiot.

King placed his hands in his pocket and started back walking. He had caramel skin with black shoulder-length cornrows, a black goatee and brown eyes. He wore a dark green pullover which had a gold crown print on the front, with brown elbow patches, black pants and brown boots.

Making it to his destination, he stopped at the entrance to a women's clothing store. He pushed the door open and a little bell dinged in the corner.

He wandered into the store searching while also trying to mask his discomfort. Women were vultures and he was a prey in their territory. Racks stood every where with different clothes in many colors. He walked towards the wall were undergarments and sexy lingerie were displayed out. He picked up a pink cylinder object and pushed a button on the handle. Bzzz. The object whined to life and started vibrating.

'Why would a woman want- ew,' he dropped the sex toy back in its bin and wiped his hand off on his shirt, turning to once again look around the store. 'Where are those ladies?'

"Baby, 's that you?" King turned to see two women at his side.

The taller one had brown skin with mocha eyes, a huge ombre pink fro and purple plumped lips. She wore a khaki sleeveless coat which had a tail, a white shirt tucked into light high-waist jeans and beige heeled boots. Her entire left arm was covered in tattoos. All in all, his wife looked beautiful for her age.

King took a couple of steps and wrapped his arms around her wide hips and brought her to his chest.

"Wow, you'd think we've been apart for years instead of an hour." Nara laughed into his chest.

He chuckled then laid his chin on her shoulder looking at the other woman, who was holding a blue shopping bag.

She was shorter with silver hair in a feminine bowl cut. Her skin was paper white with black eyes. She wore a long, purple cloak with the collar covering her mouth and a gold chain necklace. On her cheeks were black tape crosses. Her expression was cold.

"Hey Manna." King greeted.

"Master," Manna nodded to King, bowing slightly.

"Aww, isn't that adorable," a woman cooed.

"That's true love."

"I wish my husband would hold me like that."

'Creepy,' King grabbed Nara's hand and lead her out of the store, away from the fawning women, with Manna following behind. Once they were outside, they started up the pavement.

"So, where did you run off to?" Nara asked her husband.

'No way in hell I'm telling you,' King thought trying to come up with a believable excuse. 'Shit, she's staring.'

Clearing his throat he finally said, "Clearing my head." Eh, it wasn't a lie.

Nara eyed him, "Clearing your head?"

"Just clearing my head" He smiled over at her.

She squinted her eyes and focused on him, "Is that right? Just clearing your head. From what may I ask?" She asked suspiciously, stopping in her tracks and placed her hands on her hips. "Or should I ask with who?"

King inwardly groaned as he sighed. 'Here we go with the jealousness' "Baby, it's not even like that. I was just thinking about some stuff. These meetings have just been taking their toll on me."

At that, her face softened. "I could just imagine, but you'll get through whatever's bothering you. I can tell you're hiding something though, don't give me that look. I trust you, baby, so don't stress. Good things will come, we just have to be patient." Her eyes met his. "And you're never alone if it become too much to handle."

A smile spread on King's face. How was he so lucky to have this crazy, beautiful woman as his wife? Latching his fingers with hers, they started back walking. "Have I told you that I loved you?"

"If you didn't, I'd be worried for you." Nara said giving him a cocky smile.

King laughed then looked over at Manna, who seemed to glide ever so calmly with her shopping bag in her hand. Curiosity won him over.

"What you got in the bag, Manna?" He asked.

She looked at him, then her gaze rolled down to the bag in her hand. "Lady Nara suggested that by altering my wardrobe, I would emit a more accepting vibe to those amongst me."

"Accepting vibe huh?" King repeated raising an eyebrow, thinking it over in his head. Manna... cold face Manna with girly makeup and flashy clothes... He shuddered at the thought.

"Yeah, I think it's time our girl here changed her look. This look keep scaring the children away."

At that moment, two small boys walked passed them, but slowed down when they saw Manna. She stared coldly at the boys, trying in a way to send happy vibes, but they looked back in horror.

"Hello," She spoke.

"Aaahhhh." The boys ran off screaming.

"See what I'm saying. And how many times do I have to tell you to just call me Nara, Manna?" Nara fused.

Manna bowed her head, "Yes miss. Anything you wish."

Nara sighed.

"So, did you buy anything dear?" King asked.

"Oh. Well you'll just have to wait and," she said seductively and poked at his chest, "find out."

"Home we go!" King shouted, pulling his laughing wife along as he sped towards the guild.

Ending theme: Apparently, J Cole