Author's Note

This chapters better than the last, although alot shorter. Hopefully Therin will get a better customer, its all about interest and luck.
Cross-over with: Crimson Blade79
Story: Karmic Retribution
Head on over to Crimson's side of the story for a more detailed story from Travis's side.

Second Customer: Travis

"Nicely done, Therin. Your first customer went smoothy." The merchant said as he studied the Nightmare Essence. "So that's what Nightmare Freddy's void energy has became despite their rough start." he said as he returned the jar to Theerin. "i'm going to give you a bit more a challenge. You see a certain someone claims to have killed me, but what they've killed was merely a void copy of myself. Check up on him and see if you can get his Soul Edge, Travis's void energy has grown since I Displaced him. I'd like to steady it for myself. He should be summoning you anytime now, so be prepared." The merchant said as he passes a paper worth of info about his second customer. Therin tipped his hat with a smile and left the pocket dimension.

"According to this, Travis is quite a powerful conquerer and I am to assist him in helping him?" Therin said as he walked through the halls that would change and guide him back to his room. "Well, it is the multiverse time and money is more important. I gotta do my job and do as he asked." he said as he ran his hand through his hair. Even now he feels his body changing with each passing hour, there hasn't been any major change other than gaining more control over his new found powers.

The man's attention was drawn by the sound of writing on paper. "Sounds like its time again." Therin said as his form turned to mist. Slowly, his body reforms in another area, a throne room by the looks of it. As he turns he notices a man holding his token with his name written in blood. "...Well, that's one way to do it.." He mentally thought. With a gentle breath, he put on the act his boss had taught him.

“Salutations.” Therin said in a emotionless voice.

The man on the throne was Travis, a powerful man that has came a long way. “Even though his suit is tacky, I'm beginning to like this guy already. I wonder where his wares are at?” Travis thought before speaking, “Greetings, you must be Renon. I desire to look at your wares and see if you have a stronger weapon than I currently possess.”

Renon was a coverup name he went by as suggested by his boss. Putting on a act and choosing to answer by that name for this businesss, Therin becomes Renon, a well mannered salesmen. He reaches and straightens his stie before looking at Travis with a keen eye. “Hmm, you don’t appear to be any sort Displaced I recognize..” he said as he adjusted his glasses. He wanted to make sure this was indeed a Displaced since alot of them become characters from video games, movies, the list goes on.

Travis responded “Perhaps you should ask around. I have encountered a few displaced already. I even encountered a being made entirely of water. Where do you reside?”

“I travel the multiverse wherever I’m needed, selling or trading my wars whatever they want. I will not accept ill gained money or accept unfair trades.” Renon explained as his tail changed directions. “One moment while I speak to my supervisor.” He said as he placed a finger to the side of his hand. There was a moment of silence as he communicate mentally with him. “He says he’s willing to give you anything for the right price and within reasoning. Usually I’m limited to whoever the Displaced is, such as if you were Sonic, you would only gain things from that universe as void copies.”

Travis said, “I am a unique case as you can see. I was sent here by a merchant in my home universe, now I am here where I rule with an iron fist. That merchant however met an unfortunate end, I can say no more of that.”

“A impressive feat, but forgive me for what I am going to say as your effort was wasted in vain.” Renon said as the area appeared to dark in Travis’s vision, only to vanish as quick as it happen, it felt like time just halted and rewind, yet nothing really happened in that span of time. Only minor confusion was met by Travis.

Travis said, “I've seen this place before. What is there to show here?”

“I’m sorry, but it appears you misheard me, I said your efforts were impressive.” Renon said as if his previous words didn’t exist.

Travis said, “So this is the fourth wall. I never seen it up close but i've broken it a few times. Why are we here?”

“Hmm.. I see your immune to it. I’ll get straight to the point; While you were able to kill him, it was not permanent since he is of the void. He can simply rematerlize a new proxy afterwards.” He explained as he tipped his head. “My apologies for your efforts.”

Travis said, “So he is alive. Well, no use hunting him down. I don't have time to anyways. I'm guessing you know of my entire life story as well as I know of yours.”

“That sort of information is none of my business other than who I work for. If He gave it to me, then our meeting would be meaningless as it would be concluded as fast as I appeared.” Renon explained as he adjusted his tie. “As for a stronger weapon, may I see your current one?” he asks.

Travis took out Yamato and summoned Soul Edge. He then said, “I have two actually. One is my own and one is from my brother. Do you know what these weapons are?”

“Soul Edge, a weapon from the Soul Calibur world. The other is Yamato, possibly from the Devil May Cry universe from the looks of it.” Renon answered.

Travis then thought, “Maybe he can help me after all since he knows pretty much everything.” Travis then said, “What do you recommend is stronger than these weapons.”

“Only those who once killed them. Does Guts and Sephiroth ring a bell?” Renon asked as the lights gleamed off of his glasses.

Travis said, “Yes.”

“The Masamune and the Dragon Slayer is the best I can offer you. Anything stronger would be too dangerous to recreate. Will you be trading or providing currency?” Renon asked.

Travis looked at his bag of money and lifted it with one hand. He then said, “Will this cover the cost.”

“It will cost quite a large sum due to how strong those weapons are, about a million should cover it. Trading your two other weapons will also work.” Renon explained as he opened up his briefcase. “Just place the money or weapons you wish to give me, all sales final.”

Travis thought, “Damn, I forgot how much money was in this bag. Maybe if I use x-ray vision.” Travis looked into his bag and saw that he was 10 bits short. He then pulled out 10 more bits from his pocket and put them in his bag. Travis then proceeded to put the huge bag in the briefcase.

Renon closed the brief as a flash could be seen from the case’s slit. When he opened it, the money was gone. He closes it again and revealed the same light within the crevice, but when he reopened it, there laid smaller weapons of what Renon mentioned earlier. “Pick them up.” Renon suggested.

Travis then picked up the weapons and they adjusted to their original size. Travis then said, “This will do very nicely.” Travis then thought, “Just imagine the carnage I can cause with these weapons.”

“Is there anything else you require?” Renon asked patiently.

Travis then thought to himself, “Why stop at weapons if I can get better armor too but that would mean I have to trade something. I'll trade Soul Edge if need be.” Travis then said, “What armor do you possess?”

“The multiverse is vast, it could be any kind of armor you desire. The selection is far too large, but no armor is invisible or an answer to everything, thus you must tell me what you want.” Renon suggested before opening his briefcase and shuffle through a thick amount of papers, each one listing a lot of different armor from a lot of verses not including anything created from the human world.

Travis thought to himself and then said, “How about armor fit for a king. Something that is indestructible.”

After shuffling through them, he managed to find something that Travis might like. “Ah, how about the Helio Armor that belonged to a man named Raidriar who claimed himself The God King.” Renon suggested as he closed his case then opened up to reveal silver and bronze armor. “It’ll cost 204,000 though.” he said.

Travis took out Soul Edge and said, “How about this instead of money?”

“It’ll do. Take the Helio Armor, then replace it with the Soul Edge.” Renon explained.

Travis then handed over Soul Edge and put on the Helio Armor. Travis punched himself and said, “This is pretty durable. I'll be sure to recommend you to my displaced allies.”

“That’ll be divine.” Renon said as the Soul Edge vanished into his suitcase. “So far, you have been my best customer.” he commented with a smirk.

Travis said, “I'm sure that we'll meet again sometime. Until then, goodbye. I need to go crush a rebellion and thanks to you, my efforts will be that much easier.”

“Then our business has been concluded.” Renon said as he took off his hat and bowed his head as a sign of a goodbye. The mist carried in and he vanished the same way he appeared.

Travis looked around and said, “Now, since the merchant is gone. I'll put my next plan into action.”