Crossover Together ~クロスオーバ 一緒に~

"Can you let me out now?"

"Not a chance, Hoopa."

"Can't you shut that little pest up?" groaned Grell.

Well, the fly off back home wasn't as quick as the fly off to the location, as much of the group had little rush this time. Aladdin, Heine, and now Grell were taking a moment to rest within the countryside, a nice fire going over in the forested landscape after some work by Heine himself. Grell was laying on the ground by the warm fire, though his hands were covering his ears from Hoopa's pleads and complaints to be let out, all of which were unsuccessful. Aladdin was getting some berries from some nearby bushes for a little snack for the three, and Heine was keeping the Vessel in check.

"Here, sir, I got the berries. These the right ones?" Aladdin asked, showing the berries to him. Heine adjusted his glasses for a moment and examined the berries before nodding his head.

"Good job, Aladdin," Heine said, Aladdin sharing the berries between himself, Heine, and Grell. Grell wasn't too impressed with the meal though, but it was better than nothing.

"Can I have some?" Hoopa asked from inside the Vessel. Even when locked up, they could hear him loud and clear (unfortunately).

"You're a Djinn, you don't need to eat," Heine simply stated, popping a berry into his mouth.

"Come on, have some decency!"

"How're we supposed to even feed you in there?" Aladdin asked, not sure even how to do that with Hoopa being stuck inside the Vessel anyway. Suddenly the vessel went silent again, not coming with an exact answer to the situation.

"Just ignore him, Aladdin. It's just the desperate attempts at a runaway that has been caught," Heine coldly stated. Heine had made up his mind about the situation, and Hoopa was stuck in there no matter who did what.

"They were just tricks, Heine, you can't throw someone into jail for that! Come on, get me out of here, be a good sport!" Hoopa yelled again. All of a sudden, both Heine and Aladdin began to hear a familiar sound of a chainsaw.

"Can I just kill the loudmouth?! I swear, he's going to drive us all mad!"

"You can't get any worse then how you are now, Grell," Heine sighed. Grell felt a cold stab at his heart from that, but Heine did take the turban from Aladdin, and wrapped it around the Vessel. Hoopa tried to talk, but it was now a lot more muffled, as if someone just gagged Hoopa's mouth or something. The sound of the chainsaw dulled down to nothing, Grell finally happy to hear the Djinn shut up for the first time in their get-together.

"So, Aladdin, you said you met Grell Sutcliff before?" Heine then asked, turning to his student.

"We ran into him when we visited England," Aladdin answered, rubbing the back of his head.

"Did you now? Guess that would explain how he knew you when I met him," Heine said, Grell finally getting some sleep by the fire.

"Aladdin, let's try and get some sleep. We should be able to reach back home by tomorrow if we're on course," Heine said, starting to get some rest himself over by the fire. Aladdin agreed, and readied to get some sleep himself, but seeing the Vessel one more time before his eyes closed up.

.......

*bonk*

"Ah, wha, huh?"

Not the best wake-up call he had ever, but Aladdin did end up waking up with a jolt when something ended up bouncing off of his head. Heine and Grell didn't wake up from Aladdin's outburst, but there was one little bit of difference that Aladdin immediately noted.

The vessel had moved!

That was enough to get Aladdin up and looking around, just to find the Vessel had not only unwrapped itself from the turban, but was currently hopping away from the group! Aladdin immediately jumped to his feet and raced after it. Of course, it didn't take long until Aladdin grabbed the Vessel in a dive to the ground, and Hoopa was stuck again.

"Oh no you don't!"

"Give me a break already, I don't like it in here! come on, kid, can't you let me out of here, please?" Hoopa asked. Aladdin got up after that.

"I can't do that, Hoopa, Heine's orders."

"So what if it's Heine's orders, you let me out before, you can do it again."

"I didn't know what I was doing before, but now I know you're only going to cause trouble if I let you out again," Aladdin said. Hoopa was annoyed, but he started to notice something with that statement.

"Oh, ok, just because I'm a Djinn immediately makes me a bad guy. Wow, cool, who's got who trapped in a vessel right now?" Hoopa said. Aladdin stopped.

"Hoopa, you've had a innocent human as a slave, didn't you?"

"Eh ... well, yeah, but that's a common sight in that part of the country. Besides, she's no normal human, she's a Fanalis. If I let her go, she'd tear that place apart!" Aladdin wasn't sure if Hoopa was telling the truth or just acting desperate again, but Aladdin was seeing the logic behind it somewhat.

"How would you know that? Morgiana didn't look too dangerous."

"She tried to kill Heine yesterday just for him showing up, remember?"

"But you ordered her to, right?" Aladdin asked, though this time it was less genuine curiosity and more mundane. Hoopa groaned, his lies not getting anywhere.

"Ok, look kid, so I tried to get Heine gone, you think I enjoy it in here? It's cramp, quiet, dark, and I can barely do anything unless someone summons me. I'm glad I could get away from Heine as long as I had already," Hoopa explained. Aladdin placed the Vessel down in front of him, getting a little curious over Hoopa in there, and he sat down again.

"But Hoopa, haven't you been causing trouble? That's why Djinn are in those vessels, so they could keep in check."

"Says who? Sure I did a few tricks, but did I harm or kill anyone? No! It's like throwing you in jail for throwing eggs at a house - that's just stupid at best!"

"I ... I guess that's true. ... But I can't risk the search all over again. Heine will get mad at me if I let you out again," Aladdin admitted. Hoopa was trying to think, but then he got an idea.

"W-Wait, what if I can help you? You let me out, I can help you."

That got Aladdin's attention.

"Help? Help how?"

"For a start, I did get some interesting little information I think you'd want to know. You let me out and I can tell ya, and trust me, I think it's pretty important," Hoopa said. Aladdin felt conflicted here.

"... Can you tell me first?" Aladdin asked, genuinely curious.

"Kid, give me a break: you let me out, I'll tell you, it's common sense here. You can put me right back in here when we're done, and no one will know, see? So come on, can you let me out of here?" Hoopa asked. Aladdin didn't know what to do here, but if he did have some important information it could help them in the grand scheme of things. Then again, what will Heine think if he found out Hoopa's out again?

"What do I do? Should I let him out? Come on, Aladdin, think. This is a Djinn who kept Morgiana as a slave. ..."

Then Aladdin got an idea. It was a bit of a long shot, but hopefully it'll work. Hoopa could hear Aladdin walking away from him.

"Hey, kid, wait, where're you going? You gonna let me out or not?" Hoopa called, but he didn't get an answer out of him or anyone. Hoopa thought he was at a loss, but eventually footsteps did come back to him, and Hoopa felt the Vessel move.

"Ok, Hoopa. You ready?" Aladdin asked.

"As I'll ever be," Hoopa replied. Aladdin held the Vessel firmly, and focused his energy into it. The method to releasing a Djinn from its Vessel wasn't too complicated, and Aladdin gently moved his head up and down it like a magic lamp. Aladdin kept his energy focused on it, and after a little bit, some form of stream started to come out of the Vessel. In little time at all, Hoopa was out.

"HAHA, you gullible Magi! Thanks again for the quick escape cutie pie, now see ya!" Hoopa felt very confident after that, and readied himself to go, but as he quickly flew, suddenly both his arms were yanked down, and he got grounded. He took a look ahead, and he found that his arms were ... well ... cuffed.

"WHAT THE HELL?!" Hoopa yelled. Immediately he tried to get the cuffs off of him, but no matter what he did, they were stuck on him. Not even his own magic apparently did the job, and Aladdin simply stood there, looking almost cheeky.

"Thanks, Karma," Aladdin thought.

"What'd you do?"

"I found a middle ground: now you don't have to be in the Vessel anymore, but we can still keep watch over you with your own cuffs. At least now we can be sure you're with us, and you can have your space," Aladdin explained. Not good enough for this Djinn though, yet all he could do was pout in disappointment at the end result. Honestly, this wasn't what he had in mind. Aladdin was still waiting on his answer however.

"Now, can you tell me what this important thing is?" Aladdin asked. Hoopa felt shanghaied.

"No you don't, I'm still stuck with you!"

"Wait a minute, you said you will tell me if I let you out, and now you're out, now please tell me."

"UGH, fine," Hoopa groaned. What else could he do? At least he could still float around, and he floated to his eye level.

"K, look, you heard of a Homunculus before, Aladdin?"

"Sure I do: One of my best friends is a former Homunculus."

"Yeah, sure. Well, heard from a little birdie that one's gonna be targeting Central, which if I'm correct, you'll fly right by at the rate you're going," the Djinn explained. Aladdin's thoughts immediately jumped to one Homunculus in particular that would go after Central again.

"Wrath! He's going after Central?!"

"How'd you know his name?" Hoopa asked, legitimately surprised.

"I've been told about him, he's the only one I could think of that would head there. do you know when?"

"Your guess is as good as mine. Could be tomorrow, it could be next year, who knows?" Hoopa shrugged. That got Aladdin thinking on it especially.

"Now ... Can you happily remove these cuffs so we both could be on our way?"

~~

"For the record, this sucks."

It took some explaining next morning, but eventually the group did go off and ended up on their way in their flight. Heine saw the logic, and Grell just tried to keep the complaining out of his head as they went. Well, on the bright side, at least Hoopa wasn't crammed in some flute during the flight around the countryside.

"You do realize this makes things a bit more difficult," Heine sighed.

"Maybe, but hey we still have him with us. Isn't that what you wanted, sir?" Aladdin asked. Heine glanced back towards Hoopa, who just crossed his arms and sat down on the turban.

"Well, perhaps we can alter accommodations when we get back. Though inform me next time you try something so reckless. ... Again," Heine stated.

"Yes sir," Aladdin said in a slump. He still was bummed out that they didn't return to that heavenly place with all the big boobs, but what else could he do now? Aladdin still had Hoopa's warning in mind though as they went along, especially with Wrath. The magi kept his eye out around him, but then he took notice of a distant city, which he then stopped the flight in mid air.

"There it is!" Aladdin said, pointing off over to the general direction.

"... That's Central Amestris," Grell pointed out.

"I know. come on, let's go," Aladdin insisted, but Heine grabbed him by the shoulder.

"It's out of the way, Aladdin. I told you not to listen to Hoopa, remember?"

"I know, but crazier things had happened. Let's just stop by for a visit, I haven't seen Central in a while, and you can see it for yourself. Come on, please?" Aladdin asked kindly. Heine thought it over, looking back to Hoope and Grell. They did technically get their mission done, and Heine hadn't seen where the defeat of Pluton had taken place himself.

"... Well. Maybe just for a little while. Just stay out of trouble," Heine advised. That was all Aladdin needed to hear, and he went right off towards Central.

.......

The flight right to Central was, in itself, uneventful but that was a pretty good thing for the most part. Looking down, the city had fully recovered by now, much of the city showing little signs of what Pluton had done to the place. Pretty good to see after just how much damage had been done to it before, yet as they past the square, there was a bit of a special monument built up: it basically showed Nagisa Shiota, standing tall with a sword at his side. Aladdin sighed.

"Nagisa sure left his mark in this place. Wonder how he's going to react when he finds this out," Aladdin thought, as they flew by.
Aladdin's main target wasn't just the place, but rather the very capitol of Central. It had been their main place of stay, and since they had been deeply involved with the place for a while, Aladdin knew much of the soldiers wouldn't mind their little visit. Speaking of soldiers though, many of them seemed a bit more on edge than usual. They landed over by the main building, and all got off to look around.

"Well, it's not exactly a fancy mansion in England, is it?" Grell commented, having a look around. Aladdin took a look around the training area, and soon he spotted a fairly familiar figure, working out some of the soldiers and checking in on them in their guard duty.

"Yoroi!" Aladdin called. And indeed it was Yoroi. He knew that voice all too well, and he didn't need a second to realize who had come by for another visit, Aladdin heading right up to him.

"Hey, Aladdin, long time no see," Yoroi said, though it didn't take too much time for him to notice the change in crowd. He didn't see anyone of Team Harmony there, and didn't recognize Heine, Grell, or Hoopa from any prior experience.

"Who's this?" Yoroi asked.

"Greetings. I am Heine Wittgenstein, nice to make your acquaintance," Heine said, hand extended. Yoroi gave his hand a good shake, Grell checking Yoroi out himself.

"I see he's your ticket for today. What's with Team Harmony getting all the good looking men?" Grell commented, unamused and maybe even a little bit jealous. However, Yoroi overheard him pretty good.

"That's Grell Sutcliff: he's a ... old acquaintance of mine," Heine introduced, though he felt strained on admitting it.

"Is that what you think of me?" Grell said, disappointed like a stereotypical teenage daughter.

"Where're the others? Karma, Nagisa, Ed, Al?" Yoroi asked Aladdin.

"Eh, no, it's just me. They're all busy with their own demon-hunting missions right now, so I went to find him," Aladdin explained, looking over to Hoopa.

"And who's him?"

"Don't worry about that," Heine simply said. Hoopa just groaned on that answer. If only he could just go off on them right now, this would be a lot easier.

"I just thought we'd stop by," Aladdin added in, though Yoroi felt a little rough on that answer.

"It's nice, but now's not the best time. Unless ..."

"Unless what? what happened?"

"It's Selim and Bradley - they've gone missing again. I haven't heard a thing from Fuhrer Bradley since he left to Tokyo, and Selim had been and gone since a sand demon came in and attacked Central. ... Did any of you seen them on your flight? Please, we can really use some good news right now," Yoroi asked, hoping for a good answer. However, Aladdin felt a bit uneasy with that kind of statement, more than the others. It was probably best that they did come by after all.

"Yeah ... about them ..."

.......

"THEY'RE BOTH WHAT?"

After going inside to talk, they sat down in the currently abandoned study, ironically where the attack took place, and explained the entire situation to him. Information about Bradley and Selim both being Homunculi surely hit hard on those soldiers who actually listened to what they had to say. Aladdin and Heine sat side-by-side, Grell standing over by the door, along with Mrs. Bradley.

"Homunculus: a fake human being made up of a Philosopher stone. Bradley said so himself," Aladdin explained, remembering what information he got from the others after they figured it all out.

"That's crazy! This is King Bradley and Selim we're talking about here: a ruler of all Amestris with his potential successor, how could they hide this fact for the longest time?!" Yoroi insisted, still in disbelief about it all.

"Long enough to fool everyone in Central for years. Apparently," Heine stated. He really had some hard time taking this in, but some of the soldiers were actually seeing some sense out of this.

"Wait. He never did show up when that giant monster attack Central."

"Probable, considering it would be his own counterparts he would be fighting," Heine said.

"Geez, why is this such a shock to everyone? That old wreck of a man got tired of you humans, it happens to everybody. You might as well go cry over a baby bird," Grell shrugged.

"... May I borrow that pistol?" Heine asked. One of the soldiers gave it to him, which he proceeded to gladly shoot at the wall, inches away from Grell's head. That freaked him out in a yelp, making him fall over. Without another word, he gave the pistol back.

"But ... Bradley, he never told me that. ... I-I can't believe it," Mrs. Bradley said, bewildered.

"I'm very sorry mam," Aladdin said, trying to comfort her a bit.

"Ok, if we're done with these water works, then how about you get your human guns ready for his comeback?" Hoopa asked.

"What're you talking about?" Yoroi asked.

"That Homunculus's going to come back here and get his throne back, that's what I'm talking about. And YES Heine, I know what I'm talking about!" Hoopa snapped before Heine could get anything in.

"What?! when?" Yoroi asked urgently.

"Hell if I know," Hoopa shrugged. That surely got their attention. Bradley never showed up in their fight with Pluton, but now he's showing up to reclaim his throne? Who knew what that would entail for them all, especially with what information they've gathered about him and his involvement with Sombra. The general in there came to a more troubling conclusion.

"That case, we have to keep him back! We can't have a worker for hell ruling Central," the general stated.

"Guess we can't," Yoroi said, though he was slightly unsure himself about it. Comparing the whole world to one man though, one outweighed the other by a mile.

"We'll help too," Aladdin chimed in.

"We will?" Hoopa asked. Aladdin took one look over to Hoopa, a pleading puppy beg on his face.

"AH! Ok, ok, we will," Hoopa said. Well that didn't take much to change his mind. Heine was a bit surprised that he would so willingly help Central out, but Heine then gave a smile to him.

"So that's why you brought us here, Aladdin. Well, it's hard to deny a Magi of his calling, I suppose," Heine thought. The only one who felt unsure with it still was Grell.

"Grell?"

"What? Well surely you can handle this problem by yourself," Grell insisted, a mix of compliment and insult rolled into one.

"Please, Grell?" Aladdin asked.

"Oh, come on, it's such a rough little scuffle with a swordsman who can take on any for, you really expect me to just dive in on a whim?" Grell pointed out. Aladdin had to think again, trying to figure out once more what his friends would do in this situation. Then a particular Phantomhive came to mind, though he felt a little less thrilled about it. ...

"You do this, and I promise when we get back, you can have Sebastian and do whatever you want with him. How's that?"

Awkward indeed, but Grell quickly found this interesting.

"Hmm? Sebastian and anything I want ... AH! Even kissing?!" Grell gasped in glee, now a lot more excited than before.

"Whatever you want, I'll have Ciel make it clear for it."

"Can I use tongue?" Grell asked. Aladdin felt a shiver run through him on that question, but if it meant anything, then he'll have to just roll with it.

"I said anything you want."

That sealed the deal for him.

"AAAHHH! Now that's an offer I simply can't refuse! I'm dead serious!~" Grell said, very excited for his reward. Well, not exactly the best sort of thing, but at least he was on board with helping them out.

"And you're sure Ciel will be alright with this?" Heine questioned.

"W-Well, I guess if it means he'll help, then ... yeah," Aladdin admitted. Guess there was some things he should've left to professionals. But no matter, they got a place to guard up before Bradley would show up, and now they got a reaper to help them.

~~

So, things got busy. The clock ticked by and the military group of Amestris quickly got themselves together, and on high alert. Grell actually got his use together and was getting the soldiers put up here, there, and everywhere, alongside the generals of Central. Heine, Aladdin, and Hoopa ended up with the schematic layout of the Capitol, which helped them in the set-up very well, especially with where Bradley would possibly come from.

"So that should do it then. The soldiers are in position all over the perimeter," informed Yoroi, once getting back to them.

"Understood. By the by, is Mrs. Bradley moved from the premise?" Heine asked. Yoroi nodded.

"She's being escorted to her summer home right now," Yoroi said.

"I hope this'll all be worth it," Hoopa said.

"We have to try, Hoopa," Aladdin said.

"Come on, you think that he's just going to march up front, and -"

"There he is!" called a soldier.

The group took a look out from the balcony of the capitol, and soon they saw who they were talking about. King Bradley. Right at the front. So many soldiers lined up to keep the assailant back, and instead of sneaking around everything, he was out there in front and ready to face them all head on! King Bradley wasn't exactly amused by this shift in loyalty, both swords in hand.

"... Well, damn, there he is. Wow," Hoopa simply said, more bewildered than anything.

"They really think I'd make a mockery of myself by going through the back door of my own palace?" Bradley questioned. Sure, it would be easier, but all the same this was his own place, so sneaking into his own house would make him look simply pathetic. And by no means was he going to take his home back being pathetic. Both swords were at the ready. And then he charged.

"Fire!" multitude of soldiers started to open fire on Bradley, but the swordsman master not only didn't get hit, but he easily reflected each shot that would've otherwise killed on him sight! And if that wasn't scary enough, the nearby tank gave a power shot right at him, just for him to use his own sword to slice the cannon shot in two: one side knocking back a row of soldiers as the other one exploded on a nearby building! That got a few worried at the least.

"Damn it. Move back!" called the general. The workers inside the tank quickly began to back up at full speed, in order to gain distance between them and Bradley. The group could hear soldiers getting skewered, sliced, and cut open at the end of Bradley's swords as he went through.

"He's coming up. Heine, anymore bright ideas?" Yoroi asked, getting unnerved.

"Make sure he doesn't past the gate," Heine simply instructed. It was a broad one, but what else could they do?

"That can go unsaid," Grell simply said.

Back with Bradley, things had taken a nasty turn: now in the path to the palace, the tank kicked into higher gear as fast as a tank could move, any soldier in the way of Bradley being sliced up. The tank was in Bradley's way, and this de-crowned king was not going to be denied by this renegade tank. The tank fired again, but as before, Bradley sliced it in two, both sides exploding behind him. Annoyed, Bradley took out some frustration on the tank's wheels, and sliced one side to disable it. The Tank swerved in the path, and actually crashed in the side, leaving some bit of smoke and debris falling down in front of it. The drivers couldn't see exactly where Bradley was, but as they tried to drive, the driver suddenly ended up skewered!

"Take the control!" called the general, the secondary driver scrambling to get the controls as the general kicked open the hatch with a gun in hand.

"Damn! Where is he?!" it didn't take too long until Bradley showed himself, slicing the gun in two along with his face! Bradley tossed his body away, and left one more little surprise for this tank.

A pipe bomb.

*BOOOOOMMMM*

"What was that?!" gasped Hoopa. That explosion could be heard, and even felt, by those who were lined up at the main gates to the capitol building, some distant smoke from what happened to the tank remaining. Eventually, and to their shock, King Bradley walked right up the front steps. A little dusty from the fight, but not a single injury from his charge.
One man against an army, and the man won. His swords weren't even stained with any blood, despite taking down several lives in their prime on the way up.

"He took out a tank? He's not human," Heine noted.

"See? What'd I tell you!" Hoopa said, humbled himself. Sure he had plenty of tricks up his sleeves, but seeing a regular human do all this even made him humbled. Bradley was undeterred by the various amounts of his own comrades going against him in such a way, and he began to move forward in an almost casual march, both swords out side by side as if they were his own arms. Desperate, a few other soldiers shot and tried their luck, just for Bradley to deflect them in such a way that they actually shot their own men! Not just a deflect, it was a U-turning reflect, and just as bad of result as it would be. Whoever was alive was crippled down so they couldn't do anything. Yoroi, scared, brought out his own weapon, but Heine slapped it down with his pointer. Another shot, and it'll set Bradley off again.

"Why're you all so worried? Your king has returned. Now open the gate for me," Bradley ordered. However, none of them were willing to do so, not even giving him a reply.

"I said open the gate for me, Yoroi Kagayaki," Bradley said again, this time referring to him by name. Knowing now who he was really dealing with, Yoroi wasn't going to listen to him. Just in case, Aladdin took a moment to get out his Magi shield, just to be sure that they were safe. Bradley didn't charge forward though.

"What's it to you that taking over Central would bring, Bradley? I fail to see how this adds up," Heine questioned. Bradley took a look around the group, and saw the full situation.

"You humans always try your hardest to get your own way for no reason at all. How much would it matter if I even told you?" Bradley scoffed, unamused by any of them there. He couldn't attack any of them stuck inside that shield, it too strong for even his swords to be used on them.

"I guess "coming quietly" is out of the question. Then would a duel satisfy you?" Heine concluded. A bit quick.

"Heine?" wondered Aladdin.

"A futile effort. But you are an angel of the Overworld. The least I could do was allow this privilege," Bradley decided, and he even gave them the offer by throwing them a sword to use. Now the question was who was going to fight him now? And Heine was more than willing to take the sword off the ground.

"An angel, Heine?" Yoroi asked.

"... As this is a single man's duel, none of you are to interfere here, understand?" Heine asked.

"You kidding? Heine, this is King Bradley -" Heine took a look to everyone at that point, his eyes alone silencing Yoroi from his attempt. He knew what he was doing, he knew the dangers, and he also knew the risk there was to letting Bradley through to his palace.

"... Alright."

Yoroi stepped back, and got Aladdin, Hoopa, and Grell moved aside, as Heine moved out into position with the sword. Bradley was as ready to fight with him as anyone else would be, sword out front, and aimed directly at Heine. Heine gave a sigh before he too aimed his sword to his challenger.

"I'd like to take this moment and say how impressive it is of you to challenge me. And just as worthless of an effort," Bradley stated.

"If you really believe it's not worth anything, then you wouldn't even be here, now would you?" Heine stated back. Equally tenacious in words. Bradley gave a rough humph before he focused his sword, and charged right for him.
Time for their duel to begin.

Of course, the first one to strike at Heine was Bradley, swords lashing at one another right away. Heine showed his skills here, and attempting his own attacks towards the king, just for Bradley to constantly reflect each and every single attack Heine attempted against him. All of the attacks Heine gave were pretty good in their own right, but none of them could compare to the skill Bradley was showing with his own sword. For the first few minutes, both sides were holding up fairly well against eachother, the group nearby waiting in anticipation for who might be winning. Heine wasn't given too many opening to attack him head on though, as Bradley was lightning quick with each attack, not giving Heine enough time to even do much other than block. Then Heine did a rather odd move: Bradley lunged forward with his sword to dislodge Heine's weapon, but Heine made a quick release from the handle, leaned back, and his foot actually kicked the sword upward, the blade narrowly missing Bradley's ear! The first cut Heine made on him, and it was just a tiny bit of skin off his ear lobe. Heine caught the sword after flipping over back onto his feet, aiming his sword at Bradley again. Bradley paused, and placed his hand on the cut.

"Impressive agility, Heine. Not bad for someone your age."

"I've taken note of it in case I needed to defend myself," Heine said.

"But it won't be enough." Bradley went forward again, Heine managing to block the attack again.

"He actually hit him?" Yoroi gasped, as the fight continued. Aladdin was starting to get very worried over Heine though, a shiver running through him.

"Psst, Grell. I know he said not to, but if things do get bad -"

"Say no more kid. In fact, why wait?"

"Wait, Grell!"

Bradley and Heine both saw Grell rushing into the Frey, and Bradley bolted back before Grell could hit him. Sure, fighting against a sword was a bit hard in a duel, but Grell was using his own chainsaw scythe as his weapon.

"Grell!" Heine yelled.

"Oh, come on, like I can avoid a good scuffle like this," Grell said. Heine would continue, but Bradley wasn't too troubled by a sudden two-on-one match. In fact, the distraction was just what he wanted, and he rushed forward again, this time towards Grell! The reaper had only a short moment to dodge it, getting a few red hairs cut off on the process.

"It's meaningless to me how many you bring into the fight, you humans and angels are all the same. I'll face all of you at once," Bradley stated. Heine didn't had too much time to actually say much, having to dodge and block again after a minute. Grell came at him with his chainsaw, and Bradley found himself between two death callings, and he wasn't willing to answer to either one of em. Bolting back and forth between hits, Bradley was blocking off one attack after the others, one a sword, and one a chainsaw. During the fight though, it was starting to turn a little chaotic, and one hit from Heine accidentally struck Grell in the arm!

"The bloody hell, Heine?!"

"I didn't mean to - incoming!" Bradley took aim towards Grell here, and with the reaper's back turned. His sword slipped down from his shoulder, and got just at the reaper's handle, and with one yank, the scythe was dislodged from Grell's hand! Heine tried to get Grell aside, but Bradley moved fast, grabbed Heine, and sent them both flying at the wall! It wasn't as brutal as what Bradley could've done, but now they both had no weapon, and Bradley got both swords.

"I sometimes wonder how such a species manages to survive up to this point with how many odds are put against them. Putting your lives in peril for no true reason what-so-ever. It's disappointing, if you ask me. This has been fun."

.......

"Back. Away. From them."

One more player: and she appeared up right above the door, staring down at them like a hawk. It took a while for them to figure out who was up there, but by the time they saw the figure, she jumped off! Bradley foresaw where she was gonna land, and jumped back, just to see the ground under her feet crack open! And down there, they saw who it was completely.

"Morgiana!" gasped Aladdin. Morgiana stood up, and stared daggers at Bradley, the man who threatened their lives from what she was seeing. Bradley wasn't so easily intimidated, and went forward at her instead.

"Out of the way!" Yoroi warned. But, Morgiana didn't budge. Bradley's swords were inches from her throat, but the girl raised her arms, and focused her strength in grabbing his hands. The grip stopped Bradley cold, and so strong, her nails dug into him like claws and making him bleed. Bradley cringed a little bit, and Morgiana spun him around, and threw him off aside! The king tumbled a bit, but he got to his feet, only to see Morgiana charge directly at him! Bradley only kept her back with his own sword, which did get a good cut into her. This Fanalis though found the otherwise lethal cut nothing more than a paper-cut, and she wasn't crippled in the slightest. Bradley kept attempting his slices until Morgiana grabbed both swords with one hand, and tore them in two! Now Bradley had no weapon to fight them with, and to be sure of it, Morgiana took the torn away blades and kept splitting them until they were just palm-sized metal pieces. Yes, she was that strong.

"So strong," the group thought. Bradley, now getting ticked off, took a chance and tried hand to hand combat instead. Morgiana wasn't even going to give him a chance there, and she brought her foot up high, and stomped down on Bradley's foot hard. The strength immediately cracked his bones on impact, Bradley groaning in pain as he dropped to his knee, hand gripping his leg as if his whole leg was broken. He had no weapon, and now he got knocked down thanks to a sudden Fanalis newcomer. He was angry at first, but then he smirked.

"You humans never give up. I'll give you that much."

Suddenly, Bradley took the only option there was left, but before he could even do that, Morgiana grabbed him by the collar. Without hesitation, and without a second thought, she lifted him over her head, and literally tossed him right out of the capitol like trash! Well, the fight could've lasted longer, but Morgiana wasn't up for that today.
Morgiana turned to the others, Grell and Hoopa actually cowering behind Heine from that little display of strength. Last thing they want is to be launched into orbit.

"You ok?" Morgiana asked.

"Uh ... yeah we are. Thanks Morgiana," Aladdin said, still a bit humbled by what he saw. At least they were safe, but he was shocked to see her here. Morgiana was glad that they were fine after that, but the question still hung in the air.

"Now hold on, how'd you get all the way here, we left you all the way back in the middle east!" retorted Grell.

"I followed you."

"That's not creepy," Grell thought. It was then that Morgiana looked over to Aladdin, looking down to him with a softer expression.

"Aladdin. ... You said now that I'm free. I can choose what I want to do with myself, right?" Morgiana asked. Aladdin nodded.

"... Then this is what I choose. I want to go with you, Aladdin," Morgiana decided. Aladdin was surprised, but then he remembered his own offer he left for her back in the middle east. At first he didn't know what to say, but he eventually grew a smile on his face.

"Welcome aboard!" Aladdin happily announced.