[h1]James Carter[/h1]

"Ugh, I hate going into the slums." I said as I walked the cold alleyways of Millenial city.

"Then why did you insist on going? You still haven't told me."

"Yeah, sorry. I have an informant that says the Protectorate has a hit out on someone powerful. And they're intercepting her tonight."

"Okay, that still doesn't explain why we're interfering. You don't go after every little Protectorate raid like some kind of magic batman or something."

"Except this isn't a little raid. The person they're taking out is strong, which means they'll send strong PCU's. A loss like that will definitly hurt them. More importantly however, the person is a powerful member of the Millenial Union."

"Ah, I see. So you want to make a [i]manly[/i] first impression on this [i]lovely[/i] lady." The knight said with a suggestive smile. He began dramatizing his every action. "Rescuing her from the clutches of evil like a gallant prince will surely curry favor in the MU's court."

Heat rose to my face. "I-it's not like that you dolt! Her being female has nothing to do with it. We will simply assist her in driving off the assassins, make a show of our skills, and ask to join."

Lancelot exploded with mirth. "HAHAHAHAHA! Oh you are far too easy to tease, anyway are we getting close?"

"I belive so yes. Actually..." I drifted off as I looked to the top of a nearby apartment building. It was about four stories tall, I can totally make that. I closed my mouth and exhaled, mana flowing freely into my circuits as I cast an anti-gravity spell. Like a taut balloon, we took off readily, passing empty windows and chipped brickwork on the way up. As we landed comfortably on the roof, I started to walk over to the edge of the building. I took out a scoped .22 long rifle out of my bag and got into a prone position, adjusting myself to get the best view. Lancelot, with the grace of a thousand year old soldier, slipped up fluidly a few feet beside me. "What are we looking at?" He asked.

"That warehouse across the street, look." As I said this my gaze fell upon the door of a large, almost hanger-like warehouse. The doors only half open, there appeared to be someone hanging around the entrance. A young, impossibly cute 20something japanese girl in skimpy, almost whorish clothing. It was a wonder she hadn't frozen to death already. The most interesting feature however was her [s]impossible cleavage[/s] lithe tail and bat wings, akin to a sexy devil costume a cheeky teacher might wear on halloween, albiet far less, revealing.

"There are mana signatures approaching, from the east. Three spirits, three humans. Six in total."

I opened my third eye and saw what lancelot was talking about. Six blobs of mana, indistinct but getting stronger, were approaching through the back alleyways opposite the way we came.

"Activate For Someone's Glory. Hide in the alleyway we came in on. I want you on the ground and mana dark until I give the signal."

Lancelot wordlessly lept into action. A white fog materialized around him, making him nearly drop off my radar entirely. Incredible, even for someone with as skilled a sixth sense as I, he was nearly impossible to focus on. In the same second, he sprinted to the railing, his black suit evaporating in exchange for shimmering silver armor. leaping off the railing with catlike agility, he fell toward the aging pavement with a gentle woosh of the air around him. I whspered as he fell, "Featherfall." and a gravity spell softened his fall to a noiseless landing. I trained my gun on the girl, watching her every movement. She looked bored, seemingly unaware of her surroundings. Seemingly. I doubt a powerful person like you would be so blind, unless it's all just an act...

Things were about to get interesting...