JailXun

(Sorry, damn typo)

The ring started to glow and Kyle would feel great power streaming through his veins. He would get stronger, but his affinity to darkness would grow. "Thank you... I will need the luck..."

"It seems you're lucky.. the ring wants you too..." The green ring started to float to the wielder. "I need to survive and soon I need to feed a wife and two kids... all I want is 500 munny and you to promote me... I need customers or I won't make it..." The Smith felt bad for wanting money, he did the smithing for fun, and not for profit. after the event Moonlight helped Kyle to carry him.

"I.. I came from radiant garden... I'm a poor goldsmith searching for some money for my family, sadly I'm buying more material than I sell..." He reached for his backpack, and took the 3 rings he made. "They are very powerful but choose their owners themselves."

The glider lande... er.. crashed near Kyle... Slowly Moonlight walked out of the smoke, his eyes where covered with shadows, he had a grim look on his face and his keyblade was resting in his hand. With a dark voice he started to talk. "Where--" Then he coughed and his voice turned normal again. "Could I interest you in some jewelry."

"What do you mean you can't take me to the temple?" Moonlight was confused. "Sorry but your money isn't enough for such a travel..." The gumi sip captain said. Sad and depressed Moonlight went home. "I should give up... smithing is the only thing I can but nobody wants to buy my stuff." He rammed his sword to the ground and sank to the knees at the middle of the road. "It's hopeless..." suddenly he heard the voice of his wife. "There's always hope..." A light covered his sword, changed it's form and then shattered like glass, beneath the light a golden scythe formed keyblade showed. Moonlight has only heard legends about that thing but never actually saw one. He took it and rose it over his head, suddenly it turned into a glider. "Looks like the luck is finally on my side..."

Moonlight woke up sweating. "It's useless... in times like this people don't need jewelry... they need weapons..." Moonlight walked into his workshop and started heating up the gold, he put all his effort... his blood and tears in those three rings. As he finished the glow of the rings flooded the room. One was green, the other dark blue and the third was light blue. The goldsmith put the rings into a vitrine and into backpack. he picked up his silver sword with the golden hilt and sheathed it on his hips. "I will go to the temples... like a pilgrim... I will find the three warriors that will be worthy of the rings... and maybe they will be kind enough to pay me..." The journey of the pilgrimage goldsmith began.

The carriage slowly got pulled through the heat of the desert, Guliano that was only used to the mediterranean climate was sitting in the shadows, but was still sweating. "Here drink this..." His partner offered him a cup of tea. "That's warm... how should that help?" Van Nero asked. "It acclimates your body from the inside, Sir." The Shadowslayer drank a bit, and instantly felt better. "Thank you..." "You are welcome, Sir." Suddenly the carriage broke down "The front wheel's broken!" The driver shouted. "We should have taken the train... I'm sorry Sir." Russlestein said. Van Nero just shook his head. "That mean of transport is way to expensive nowadays, and it wouldn't have brought me in the heart of america..." "But you should gather information about the west coast Sir." "The pope is blind, he doesn't see the whole picture..." "What do you mean Sir." "Acctually I should have been stationed at the port of New York to search for immigrating Vampires, then I got the order to go to the west coast?" "Sir?" "I know exactly what you are Russelstein..." "I swear I'm not a vampire... You've seen me in daylight!" "Calm down...You're a Nighthunter right?" That chubby man widened his eyes. "Sir... how did you figure that out?" "Because you also don't see the whole picture... The letter the pope got... Nighthunters have to report directly to the Shadowslayers, but there are no Shadowslayers in the new world, and this letter couldn't come from the civilians, our order is secret, the only ones here are Nighthunters." "Sir? Then who sent the letter?" "Nobody... " "Sir?" "The church already threw me out... only by the pledging of the high order I'm still a shadowslayer, but since then I'm just a thorn in the pope's eye." "But why did they gave me the job to bring you to the west coast?" Van Nero smiled. "Because New York holds to many possibilities to return to europe, I could easily sneak on a ship, but at the west coast I can go nowhere." "Asia, Sir?" "I don't have enough money to reach italy from there... also passing the russian border will be hard, I tell you... something's heating up between the southeast of europe and austria... the Habsburg empire..." "It looks like we have to set up a camp here..." The driver said. "But this is the area of the natives!" Russlestein answered. "Yeah, but they're friendly as long as you don't provoke them..." "And the rumors?" Russlestein asked. "Just a child's story..." "Rumors?" Van Nero asked. The carriage-man answered: "Wolves... it says the natives turn to wolves...bloodthirsty... evil... demonic." "There's nothing evil and demonic about werewolves... they are humans just like us..." Van Nero answered, referring to the codex. "We've got an expert here eh?" Guliano smiled and held on for the silver bullets he hid beneath his coat.

Moonlight, just sold 1 of his rings to a stranger that needed a health boost, those rings wheren' worth that much. "When this goes on I'll be doomed..." He took the vitrine inside his house again, locking it tight, then he got rid of his clothes and went to bed without dinner. "Let's call it a day, I hope next time I'll be more lucky..." As he closed his eyes a blinding light form nowhere was spawning ti his sight, his dream of the keyblade began once again.

Jailxun dismissed the straightjacket, got a grip on the captains face with his hand and pushed him to the side. "Hmpf..." The nobody headed for his room.

(btw, you can read in an old post that the powder is also blessed, if that makes any difference.) The ash on the cigarette slowly fell down as hawk inhaled, and exhaled though his nose. His finger was laying on the trigger without shivering. He never used a gun ore something like that before he go the crossbow, but something in his blood just told him what to do. "I hope the others are alright..."

Moonlight sensed a cold breeze, it remembered him on his homeworld... as far as he could remember he never saw snow in radiant garden. He shook his head and opened the vitrine displaying his fine work of arts, there where golden rings worthy for queens, and ability boost rings that could be useful for every keyblade wielder. But the prices where also high, not because Moonlight was greedy, but to pay the materials he had to spend 95% of the money he gains on the company that sod the materials. "I hope today someone will buy my jewelry... I'm ruined if not..." He thought on the dream he had last night... he had to choose if he prefers magic, defense or offense.... he had chosen magic and omitted on defense... but the dream made no sense at all.

Hawk finished building up his crossbow, he enlightened a cigarette and laid on the ground scanning the area for the monster to run out of the room because of the silver powder. He aimed at the door with a stunning bolt that could even put an elephant to sleep. he inhaled the cigarette. "Come on... just a few seconds..." Actually it was Night's job to fight, but Hawk always had a backup plan.

-And soon I'll come home, my beloved wife Moolight put away the letter and put it into the envelope. As he walked to the post office he saw children play, and the sun was shining, even though he was so far away from his wife he felt home. He returned to his workshop after he sent away the envelope. The sound of stones grinding on metal was to hear and the smell of hot molten gold was to smell.

Name- Moonlight Age- 25 History- A goldsmith moved to radiant garden to search for profit, to care for his family, his wife is pregnant with 2 children Alignment- good Personality- nice and friendly but always searching for profit Appearance- long blue hair, blue eyes and a black coat Weapon- a golden scythe shaped keyblade Sub Weapon- the keyblade allows him to use light as his weapon Japanese Voice Actor- Jōji Nakata English Voice Actor- Robin Atkin Downes I made a very "special choice of songs for him Theme Song- [media=]http-~~-//www.youtube.com/watch?v=Kwz0Q8_q9yo&feature=related[/media] Battle Theme Song- [media=]http-~~-//www.youtube.com/watch?v=BEwNrjvNiYs&feature=related[/media] Final Battle Theme Song- [media=]http-~~-//www.youtube.com/watch?v=mTkPRF9Fy6Q&feature=related[/media] Heresy

"We'll see about that, I hope I did nothing wrong at the alchemy laboratory... and I really hope there won't be any explosions..." then he turned away and coughed "for the first time..." Again he opened the door for Nessa. "I'll be waiting on a roof nearby with my crossbow and scan the area, if yo want you can come with me or fight for yourself, but phone Night first if you do... I think he's more trustworthy than that Matt guy..."

Guliano stood up from his bed. Russelstein already waited for him in the one room apartment. "God morning Si--." Van Nero pushed the small man to the side and started to turn the coffee mill. "Rule number uno... never talk to me when I haven't had my esspresso yet...." After Guliano finished his coffee Russelstein started to talk. "Are you ready to get into the carriage?" "Yes, just let me grab my scythe..." He put the telescope hilt back into the blade so it had the size of a normal sword, then Guliano put the scythe in the sheath. "Let's go..." he said.

Hawk nodded and got in unseen, soon he found the controls of the air conditioning and poured the powder in the source of the wind channel. Slowly and glittering it flew out of the air condition wind channels and filled the room, it won't be long for any wolf creature tu run out, and for every vampire to stand paralyzed, because Hawk insisted on blessing the powder with holy water. He came back to Nessa with a bright grin on his face. "let's get outta here, fast..." he whispered.

"Yeah i got to get to the control room of the air conditioning, do you want to stand guard or would you like to go in there?" Hawk slowly got to the door.

"Do you see the control room?" Hawk asked in a whispering, yet to be heard voice. For himself he skimmed the room, the grip on his sports bag and the powder tightened.

Jailxun spitted blood. "Why you little..." The Hunter opened a portal to the HQ to make his reports.

"No, it's fine powder, maybe it cold get stuck in someone's eye, but that's all" Hawk opened the door for Nessa

Hawk thought that it would come to this situation. For preparation he blessed the powder. Hawk followed Nessa in.

Jailxun was kneeling on the floor, his blades behind him, he ran to the castle. "Brother, soon we'll be together again..." He disappeared in the shadows behind the door.

Hawk covered his face with his hand, and slowly moved it down as he heard Neassa's voice, he looked at her and smiled. "Let's do this..."