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Protectors.

"Well. Use that. There are many humans that, unfortunately, know of us, and don't like us. They actively work to undermine everything that we stand for." He says as he goes back to sharpening his sword. "Almost sounds like a Bounty Hunter... Huh."

Protectors.

"There is so much that you don't understand. Everyone has the ability to change, yet few do." He says as he leans against the table. "You are a Protector. You must let go of the rage. You must put in an effort to change." He begins fixing the bandages on his arms. "Everyone can change. You just have to try."

Protectors.

"Friend." He says as he stops. "Take off your helmet." He slowly turns to look at him. "Release the pain and anger that you have kept inside. Violence is spawned from anger, pain, and fear. Just like the Humans, there is only so much that we can bear emotionally. You must learn how to release, to let go."

Protectors.

"Well, you're not exactly the friendly type. You're only broken, because you let yourself stay that way." Athe says as he begins sharpening his sword. "Anything that is broken can be fixed. You just have to want to fix it." The sound of the stone against the metal is calming to Athe. "If fear and rejection is met with hate and violence, then nothing will change. You have to show them that you are more than a monster... Even if that's exactly what we are."

Protectors.

"Humans taught me what creation never could. Humans have showed me that nothing is too big to overcome. They taught me hope. I choose to fight because I want to protect that hope." He says as he begins wrapping the handle in leather. The Vendor walks in, "The streets are clean. I will say, you two are the only Protectors that I have seen in a long time. I do hope that you stick around, or bring your friends back." He then walks to the counter and begins work as normal.

Protectors.

"Most are refugees of the war. Angels and Demons that never wanted to fight. They just want to live in peace, and some don't want to live at all... But they make it through." He said, sitting forward. "Humans were hand crafted by God and The Devil. Their perfect creation. All the other animals were formed through Evolution. But Humans were crafted to never experience Evolution." He then stood up, stretching. "Ever since the Humans were created, there's been a war about who the Humans should be loyal to. The Devil wants them to carry out his destruction. God wants them to praise him forever. When Humans chose Neither, the two forces went into an all out war to try to force the Humans to one side. That's where the Protectors come in. No one knows who the first was. We don't pick a side, because we protect the Humans freedom to choose. Honestly, I don't know why we still do it. I don't question it. All I know is that I am a Protector, and I know what I was meant to do." He then picks up his sword, and sets it on a table, inspecting the handle.

Protectors.

"Vendors are used to us. They know all about us." Athe says as he sits in the corner, relaxing. "You have nothing to worry about. They don't care about how we work, only that we do out job. We keep them safe, they provide us with what we need." He sets his sword down beside him, and looks at the wall. "Besides that, they work as normal humans, running a business and doing what they can to survive." After a minute, Athe begins remembering all of the Vendors that he's met over the years. So many different Humans and Refugees that sided with them, to protect the humans. He remembered one specifically, she was a fallen Angel that decided to live among the humans, to help them however she could. He wondered about where she was now, or if she was even still alive.

Protectors.

"Because it's our job." He says as he walks into the Vendors shop. The Vendor perks up, "Yes! Sharpening stones are in the back, use as you need!" He says as he walks back into his shop, opening a door into a back room and leaving it open. "Take what you need, I'll get the streets cleaned."

Protectors.

"Well then I'll defend you. You valiantly saved Humans, while sacrificing yourself. We're a team. The only reason that I'm worried about the Vendors, is because they are the ones who clean up behind us. They also provide us with equipment and resources. So I try to stay on their good side." He says as he looks around. A short man walks out of a corner store, obviously one of the Vendors. He shouts to the Protectors, "You guys make this mess? Do you need anything? Store's open."

Protectors.

As he watches the rift disperse, he turns to the Protector, and shakes his hand. "Allies. Now, let's figure out what happened to our other allies. If anyone asks, the Rule Breaker left the city." He says as he picks up his sword, and wipes the blood off of it. The Angel and Demon bodies began to dissipate. "This is going to be a pain to explain to the Vendors..."