UnCanny

Ding Dong Ditch

"So you say Ray got taken out, as well as his entire base of men" A deep qnd authoritative voice came from within the shadows. A large man in a black suit of armor sat on a golden throne, an elegant red carpet with gold linings set in front of his throne and a second man in a suit of armor kneeled by the throne. "Yes sir, that is correct. Ray and his men have been taken out" The man kneeling spoke with the utmost respect to the man on the throne. The man kneeling wore a green suit of armor that had a large red cape hooked onto it that covered half of the armor, specifically, covering the left side of the armor. A large black blade with a floral design strapped onto the armors back and the helmet of the armor off and on the floor next to the kneeling man. Showing off the mans purple, wavy hair -that was shoulder length- and green eyes that matched his armor. A large scar running across the mans right, tortilla brown skin, cheek. 

"This does put a big dent in our plans, without Ray and his men our forces have dwindled. Our plan to take out Iron Claw must now be postponed while we gather more forces. What Inc took them out?" The man in the throne questioned. The man in the throne had a black suit of armor with a black cape on his back. A dark blade sat, leaned against his throne at his side. He had an eyepatch over his left eye and his right eye was a crimson red. His eyelashes were large and the borders of his eyelids were pitch black. His skin was pale as mayonnaise and his hair was black and wavy, with a small black goatee on his face. 

"Well you see, that's the thing sir. It wasn't an Inc that took them out" The man in the green armor said. "Then who was it?" The man on the throne asked, leaning forward slightly at the shocking news. "Well Diego-san, it was actually a group of three. Two people broke in and freed one prisoner that was being held captive. The man who's power we wanted to exploit, Marco. The two people managed to free Marco and break out of the base with him" The man on his knees spoke with slight fear, his leader wasn't one to take losing lightly. Especially by this degree, to lose to a group of only 3 that took out an entire dark Inc. 

The man on the throne, now identified as Diego, slammed his armoured hand onto the arm of his chair in rage. "Your joking! a group of 3 random people stormed a dark Inc and defeated all of them" "Well actually it was only 2 that stormed the base--" "SHUT UP!! that doesn't make it any better you imbecile! I want those 3 men found and killed right this instant" Diego yelled, cutting the man in the green armor off. 

"Yes sir, right away sir. Who should we send?" The man on his knees asked and Diego thought for a moment. "You can go deal with them Basil, you'll just fine" Diego said and rubbed his temples, trying to calm himself down. 

The man in green, now known as Basil, immediately rose to his feet and grabbed his helmet, bowing at Diego before walking away. 

UN☆C~A◇N~☆NY

Arbeya blinked once, twice, three times. His eyes couldn't believe what they were seeing. He stood atop Mount Bubblegum (the mountains name from the camp) and stared down at the campsite where his class had been camping. 

Only to find that the place was completely deserted, all tents were packed up and gone and the schoolbus that they came in was missing. 

"You gotta be sh*tting me, they left early without me?" he said, feeling slightly broken hearted that no one had come to tell him they were leaving. Granted, no one knew where he was, but it still hurt. 

"Hmmm, that's gotta hurt buddy. You got left behind" Marco said with a haughty tone and placed a hand onto Arbeya's shoulder with a smirk playing on his light pink colour lips. 

"You should probably go check with the camps counselors if they can give you a ride back to school" Daisuke spoke from a few meters away while he swept away some maple leaves. 

Arbeya nodded, accepting his advice, but in truth he knew why they probably left. Two students had been badly injured after the first night at camp, one of them caused by Arbeya himself, and needed to be sent to hospital. Then came the issue of the horned bear attack in the woods. Arbeya was 100% sure that somebody had heard the loud commotion him, Daisuke and the bear had made that night in the forest. And whoever must have to investigate must have puked up their lunch, breakfast and dinner at the sight of a bear completely sliced in half with it's large intestines lying on the floor next to it. With all this added together, it was no wonder they left. 

The reason they forgot him was very simple as well, he had no family here. Yes he was staying with Shinji and his family, the Marshall's, but Mrs Marshall must have been overwhelmed with seeing Shinji in hospital with the wounds he had. And like any mother, would have forgotten all about the rest of the world and focused on her injured child. 

That's when a thought came to mind, the african American Male turning ti face Daisuke. "Wait, but if I go back to school how will you train me?" the orange eye male asked and Daisuke began to scratch his stubble beard in thought. Using the broom in his arms for support, leaning against it while he stared at the sky with his ocean blue eye. 

"I don't know" He said and shrugged off the question with a grin. 

"Well fine, I'll stay here for a few weeks then I'll head back to school. How's that?" He asked and Daisuke shrugged, really not caring much about Arbeya's issue's. Or was it that he was too lazy to think up solutions to others is problems. 

"Anyway I'm done sweeping" Daisuke said and dropped the broom on the floor and began walking away. 

Arbeya and Marco looked around them to see that Daisuke had barely swept any maple leaves at all. The place still looked as dirty as it was before, dried maple leaves scattered all around them. 

"Something tells me that he's very lazy" Arbeya said, watching as Daisuke dropped and fell into a pile of maple leaves to sleep. 

"You only noticing this now" Marco said as more of a statement than a question.

The three of them going about their day, unknowing and unsuspecting of the immense danger approaching.