run you in for vagrancy. Now fuck off." The man then flippantly tossed the pad back to the boy, it hitting him in the chest falling to the ground. Mason turned moving to voice his encouragement for his blonde friend before he saw a blur in the direction of the vagrant. The next thing he felt was the coldness of 12 inches of hard steal against his throat. The man's eyes widened in surprise; barely choking out a response in fear. "Now boy, don't be doing anything you might be regretin." The silent boy had moved so fast that the man's companions had not yet realized the danger their leader was now in. Confused by their leader's strange statement the man with the scar turned to see hisare gone and a good distance away I'm sure the boy will release me. We'll meet up back at the barracks, understood."

"Of course boss." The two subordinates hurried out of the café, careful to stay clear of the boy and his hostage.

Minutes passed as the two waited, the blade never leaving the man's throat, never relaxing from its vigilance. The Fox girl stood across form the two, unsure whether to call for Ann's help or to perhaps help the boy, but fear got the better of her as she stood silent as no one spoke.

"I think it's been long enough." The boy agreed with the man nodding in response, although from the man's position he wouldn't be able to see the movement. The blade was removed from its