We zoom in from black, once again showing the High City of Baltimore, several buildings and blocks are destroyed, and the city itself looks like it took a beating, even 6 months after falling out of the sky, once prestigious districts are now rubble, the Clocktower has fallen, the Aquarium Displays broken and fish leaving, glass seeping into shore, The Church that started it all, now missing a leg. Here we pan around the Century Corps guild

  It looks like a falling apart mansion, the brick walls holding together, inside Loren and Largo are barely holding it together with tape and some magic, a few beds falling apart. We pan away from the Guild, over to the Dragonspit Tavern, where all of this began, the tavern is in fine shape, but it’s fairly empty, we pan the shot upstairs to show Gladian and Atoll moping upstairs.

  Atoll: How Come we haven’t put it all back together

  Gladian: Because we can’t always

  Atoll: I know things got bad, but I thought by now things would go back to normal

  Gladian: A lot of people got hurt, it’s normal for them to be scared, some are homeless now, everyone is doing their best to help people

  Atoll: We aren’t Gladian

  Gladian: In any case, the other members have said they’ve seen more and more people coming outside, even though a lot of things got destroyed, people got to live their lives

  Atoll: Maybe we should live ours

  Gladian: What do you mean by that

  Atoll: You’ve made us mope in this tavern for 3 days now, why don’t you want to help Gladian?

  Gladian: Of Course I want to help, I just have a good reason for why we are staying here

  Atoll: No You don’t!!, why can’t you go outside, why can’t you help, why don’t you want to help Gladian?

  Gladian looks over to his right and sees a familiar face standing there

  Sien: He has a point

  Gladian looks away and turns to Atoll

  Gladian: If you want to help, we can help

  Atoll: Excellent

  Gladian turns to see Sien next to him, he motions to Atoll as he is leaving

  Gladian: Wait

  Atoll: What is it?

  Gladian: Before we go

  He turns back to Sien

  Gladian: Can we have a drink

  Atoll: You know I can’t have alcohol.

  Gladian: I’ll order you some Water, don’t worry about it

  They head downstairs and sit at the bar, the bartender already knows what they will order

  Atoll: Why did you make us stay so long anyway?

  Gladian: Well I had a friend

  Sien looks over at him again

  Gladian: And we used to come here all the time

  Atoll: Oh

  Sien: You didn’t even mention all the fist fights we’d get into Gladian

  Gladian: Not yet I haven’t

  Atoll: Who are you talking too, There is no one else here besides the Bartender

  The Bartender comes near the two, Gladian hands him the usual fare and a tip

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  Gladian: Uh..

  Gladian looks at Sien again

  Gladian: Don’t worry about it

  They drink down their drinks and head out the door

  They walk down the block, people walking around, mosty heading to work or to their homes

  Enter District 9,

  Gladian: So how do you want to help people?

  Atoll: I don’t know!!, I thought you would know

  Gladian: Maybe we could….

  Suddenly wild commotion breaks out, some Centennial warriors appear from the alleyway, aggressively guarding something,

  Gladian: You wanted to help, let’s send these punks back into the idol

  Battle Tutorial begins

  Battle Tutorial Ends

  ???: Feeble Effort, I’ve fought your kind before

  Gladian and Atoll look to see Wentus waltzing down the street, glaring at them, he also has some bodyguards with him

  Atoll: Hey, he’s still here

  Gladian: Wentus, we know what your capable of

  Wentus: Knowing what I can do and defeating me are two different things

  Advanced Battle Tutorial Begins

  Advanced Battle Tutorial Ends, Wentus flees without the object and runs away, some more Centennials also reveal themselves and run away

  Atoll: Now that’s what I call helping people

  They look to see a Centennial Man helping a another Human dude find his wallet

  Gladian: Look Atoll

  Atoll: What about that sight

  Gladian: They are helping each other

  Suddenly, a Centennial in Steel armor ambushes them, but is cut down by an arrow and some magic, Viridian and Cosma wave to Gladian and Atoll from across the street, then they run to them.

  Cosma: Nice to see you Gladian and Atoll

  Atoll: NIce to see you as well

  Viridan: You both have been gone a while, have you been fighting Centennials without us

  Atoll: No Gladian wanted to hide from the World in a pub

  Gladian: Uh, I have a Good reason

  Sien: No You don’t

  Gladian: You are right I don’t

  Atoll: Who did you respond too

  Cosma: Uh, Us kid

  Viridian: C’mon let’s go home

  Begin District 9, Viridian and Cosma joined your party

  End District 9, The Party enters the Guild, and is greeted by Indica, Husk and Shiye, upon seeing Indica, Atoll and Gladian slowly back away, but stop

  Indica: Welcome back you two, you were gone for three days without telling anyone

  Gladian: Yeah we were

  Atoll: How….are you

  Indica: I’m ok

  Husk: How are you child (Looking at Atoll)

  Atoll: I am good, I…

  Husk: DID YOU FIND ME MORE FOOD

  Atoll: No…..

  Husk: Shame

  Shiye: Gladian, you really don’t seem well

  Gladian: I AM FINE

  Indica: Sure you are

  Viridan: Ok, let’s take a break and…

  Suddenly the alarm goes off, and criminal activity is detected up in the district

  Xen: Hey Gladian (He gestures to him)

  Gladian: What about me?

  Xen: You and Necra, get your teams together and go find out the matter

  Necra, Vendil and Oceane walk out from the back to join the seven of them

  Necra: Is everyone ready for what might be ahead

  Atoll: I AM

  Necra: Ok you got the spirit

  Oceane: Let’s just be careful, we don’t know what we might find

  Indica: Time to knock some heads

  Begin District 1

  Midway through District 1

  Gladian: So these Centennials and Humans working together are wearing a sigil of some kind on their chest

  Shiye: Like a crest but not

  Cosma: Why would they brand themselves

  Vendil: Maybe to stand out

  A low grumble from Vendil’s armor is heard

  Gorbuch: They gotta get a reputation, they want to be known

  Vendil: Yeah, that

  Oceane: Still kind of strange

  Indica: It isn’t really, I mean we all wear the same armor

  Continue District 1

  End District 1

  Viridian: They are fleeing like rats on a sinking ship

  Husk: They are scared

  Necra: Or hiding something

  Indica: We need to force then out

  Necra: Well I know how to flush them out

  Gladian: How

  Necra: We’ll go down the alleyway

  Cosma: Smart

  Begin Alleyway 1

  Midway Through Alleyway 1

  Unknown Orignization Goon: Hey, uh, go away, this ark is ours

  Necra: You know that won't be true for long

  Indica: Let’s get him

  Fight The Goon, after you win, him and the others run away, leaving the Ark behind

  Gladian: So what even is this

  Atoll: We should take it back

  Oceane: I agree, we need to know what is going on

  And then a bunch of goons appear

  Goon: We have you surrounded

  Vendil: Bet

  Shiye: We can take them

  Begin Time Limitless Battle with a lot of goons

  Battle Ends and they leave, bodies of the goons piled on the ground

  Indica: We need to take this back

  Necra: Ok, I’ll take everyone back, Cosma and Indica stay here to see if any one else appears

  Indica: Gotcha

  Viridian (Resting Her Hand on Cosma): I’ll see you later

  Everyone else leaves, and as those two begin to leave, Indica hears some footsteps

  Indica: Hey who are you

  The figure gets closer

  ???: Indica??, Is that you

  Cosma reels in shock while Indica gets angrier

  Indica: How do you know me?

  ???: Don’t you remember me,

  Indica: I don’t, who are you

  Hudson: It’s me, Hudson