Streets of New Bahia, 01:00 at night.

"Come on Fee... you can do it! They are just "material hunters"... they just want to kill you and extirpate your wings... nothing more!" Fee flew around the doors of the town hall, while the watchman looked at her confused without knowing whether to intervene or not. "Come on, it's only three tram stops and four streets to the apartment! Fee, you've fought against Vegas itself! You cant be afraid of some" possible "hunters!"

The fairy sighed, opening the door of the town hall slowly and going out into the streets bathed in moonlight and lampposts. It was a quiet night, like the great majority of nights at this time of the year. The rising temperature left a cool night that encouraged people to go out into the streets and have a drink on the terraces.

The fairy dodged humans and Iloa alike, always trying to stay in crowded areas until she reached the tram station. Apparently, there should be some kind of event in the city because there were many more Iloa of the seas than usual ... that reassured the fairy, because no one would attempt a kidnapping if there are giantesses or Iloas from the seas around.

New Bahia presumed to be the city where all the races and sizes had their space, and its design of very open streets, with special lanes so that Iloas of the sea / mountain or giantess could walk quietly. All the public buildings had an entrance or section enabled for the biggest sizes, and the private buildings had in their great majority low plants turned into apartments for these same Iloas and gigantas.

A great architectural work, if I can boast of my mother's work.

Fee managed to get to the entrance of the tram quietly, passing his bracelet-card by the reader and sitting in one of the human seats to wait for it to arrive.The bracelets-cards was another one of the unique things that distinguished Bahia from the other cities.

Students and retirees received it for free, while adults could acquire it for 7 dollars of the alliance per month. Each bracelet gave access to any of the public transport of Bahia, to the sanitary service of any hospital in the city and to public services such as media libraries, stores 4/7 (the natural evolution of the 24-hour stores) and to museums and monuments with hours.

A simple method to guarantee that each citizen can enjoy the beauty of Bahia, as well as a system that allowed to protect and guarantee the good use of the services of the city.

The tram arrived 8 minutes later, and Fee fluttered to sit closest to the watchman's construct. The fairy felt much safer without an arcane-artificial impartial intelligence was nearby to protect her... and her measure of prevention was adequate, because at the next stop a pretty suspicious group of young people with sweatshirts entered the tram.

"Please Goddess... be rappers... make them rappers!..." Fee prayed silently, pretending to look at his C-com.

The group of interracial youngsters noticed Fee, who was trying to hide as much as possible after the construct. Fee looked desperately at the distance indicator to the next stop, cursing her luck while the young people got up from their seats and walked towards her. The fairy gritted her teeth, accumulating all the drive devoured and preparing to fight.

"Miss, are you a twilight fairy?" One of the youths crouched in front of Fee's seat. The fairy nodded and gritted her teeth, struggling to contain her tremors. "I want to thank you, I know it sounds weird but I have a debt to the crepuscular fairies and according to the news they have sighted hunters in the area of r03;r03;Bahia"

"Eh?" Fee did not relax for a second, while Iloa fumbled in his pockets for his C-com.

"A twilight fairy save the life of my little brother when he was born, and since then they have been together, I suppose you will have your Iloa too, so I cannt leave it flying alone in the streets, if you allow us to accompany you" The young man smiled looking to his colleagues, who nodded talking about his little brother.

Fee didnt know very well what to do, but it was better not to refuse and get angry. "This... well, but only to my street, I do not want to bother you, but I prefer to keep my house anonymous" The youth nodded, happy to be able to help.

So, my aunt Fee arrived safely at her apartment, thanks to the company of the young people. One should never judge a book by its cover, eh?

Okay, out jokes. This is what happened.

"A twilight fairy... what are you doing here alone, miss?" One of the young people disabled the construct with a reverse current crystal, while the one who seemed the leader by his attitude lifted Fee from a wing.

"Drop me, bastard! I'm Fee! I fight against the Master as a member of the ardent alliance army! You dont know who you're playing with!" The young man shaking Fee, while another of them pulled out a stun glass and stuck it to the fairy's body.

"I just know... how your wings are worth a lot of dollars if you sell them to the right person... so we can do this by hook or by crook... you choose, miss" The young man threw Fee against the seat , while taking a small najava from the inner pocket of his jacket.

"Bastard!... get in with someone your size!" Fee was too dizzy to properly settle, while the young man gave a signal to one of his companions, who was taking out a piece of tape for the fairy.

"People of my size cant give me as much money as your wings ... so it looks like we'll have to do it the old-fashioned way... I hope you dont have anyone waiting for you at home!" The young man knelt down, stretching one of Fee's wings to begin the excision.

"Remember to cut from the bottom up, dude-"

"Do you want to shut up?! I already knew!" The young man turned Fee around, driving the point of the knife into the underside of the fairy's wings. Fee cried out in pain, while the young man (with his pulse totally lost) advanced the cut slowly. Slowly and painfully.

The tram doors opened when they reached Fee's stop, and as Fee understood the voices, a man entered the carriage. (the fairy was so deep in pain that it was hard to hear what was happening around her)

"Dude, get out! Take the next tram or you'll see them with us!"

"That! If you know what's good for you, get out!"

"Wow! Trip with show! What are you doing, young people? An old-fashioned kidnapping?" The man laughed as one of the young men pulled out a crystalline gun.

"Old man, if you know what's good for you, take off at once! There will be no second warning!" The young man with the stun crystal was very nervous, which amused the passenger even more.

"Young people today... you cannt even make decent threats... My granddaughter threatened better with only 5 years! And..." The doors of the tram closed, while the man took a seat. "Looks like I cant get off anymore! Bad luck, crowding gang!"

"KILL IT ONCE! WE CAN CONTRACT A CLEANER WITH THE MONEY OF THE WINGS!" The leader got up and snatched the gun from his colleague, firing at close range 5 times.

... the young people didnt give credit, while the man got up and the bullets fell to the ground. Flynn looked at Fee, who was crawling away to the next seat.

"You have already finished? Really the youth has no future! For the love of God, but is that you have no idea of r03;r03;being bullies? You are humiliating a whole sector that you do not want to humiliate, believe me."

"How have you-"

"Dont you dare to start the theatrical shtick! First How you can? I shot you! Then I say something like... you cant kill the death, and I finish with you fordare to touch a relative of mine in a scene of combat and interpretive dance... that's too old! Do you know what we can do? My granddaughter is introducing me into the world of rpg, so we can do a rpg match!"

The young people looked at each other confused, while Flynn invoked his spear and nailed it to the ground.

"I'm going to put... Mass Destruction, a song from a game that I'm starting to play with my granddaughter and it's really cool for me, and I give you the turn! Do what you think is right... but remember, you only have one turn per person and you are 5!"

The young people looked at each other, while Flynn pulled out his C-com and activated the loudspeaker. "Baby baby baby baby! God, how I love this song!" The leader slapped one of the others on the shoulder, who trembled towards Flynn and punched him in the face.

"Nothing bad! Yo make a critical attack do me... 80 damage! But bad luck, this Persona has high-counter!" Flynn took out the spear, and with a movement too fast for the youth to notice, the prophet impaled the stomach of the attacker and threw it with his companions. "K.O! Bad luck and remember! High-counter returns the damage extended by my own attack stat!"

"It's a... monster!" One of the youths ran to the next car, while Flynn pointed his finger at him.

"Ziodyne, I doubt I need so much damage... Mazionga... I dont want to finish the fight yet ... Zio!" Flynn threw an electric shock that furrowed the ground towards the young man, electrocuting him without mercy. The young man fell to the ground, completely immobile. "Running against bosses is forbidden, you know?"

"He's a demon..." Flynn nodded at the words of the leader, who gave the gun to one of his companions. "He's using names from an old videogame saga, so cover me while I'm looking for that shit is Ziodyne!"

His two companions looked at each other, while Flynn pointed with his fingers that they only had 3 turns left. The young man with the gun pointed at Flynn, shooting praying for something.

Flynn laughed.

"Again, this persona is immune to ranged weapons! You dont learn from your mistakes, and that's the most common error in an RPG!" Flynn looked at the other young man, who understood that this time there was no counter or anything. "Come on, your turn! Do something!"

The young man ran to his friend, electrocuted, hoping to save him... but when he touched him, all the accumulated electricity leapt towards him, ending with his life too. "Ouch... bad luck "hen a target dies electrocuted, my persona has the probability of turning it into a time bomb! This last ... isnt really a passive from persona, but when I play Role with my granddaughters I love doing it!

"Really... there was no chance to win... right?" The leader did not rise from the ground, trembling in a puddle of urine.

Flynn refused as he walked towards him, pointing directly at him with his spear. "I'm very sorry... but you have committed the audacity to attack a family member of mine, and that makes me go from punishment to execution... it's your turn yet, so young, do what you consider"

The young man continued on the floor on his knees, looking at the corpses of his companions. "... I... I dont want to die... but if you dont do it ... the apothecary will do it when they see that I dont have any fairy wing... so... I'll give you the turn... "

Flynn nodded as he raised his spear. For a second, the prophet felt sorry, but... these young people had taken the decision to join the wrong people, and this was a death much more pious than the apothecaries would give them.

.... 9999 dmg.

"Critical... good game, but insufficient..." Flynn took out his spear from the young man, cleaning it before snapping his fingers and making the corpses disappear through dark portals. "Are you okay, Fee? need going to the hospital?..."

Fee flew slowly towards Flynn, resting on his hand. "The young man was too afraid to damage the merchandise, so he has not cut too much... with some bandages and some good healing magic... or a little bit of marijuana... it will make feel really really good..." Fee looked out of the corner of the eye, waiting for his answer.

"I've come looking for you because I know you never read Dalia's chapters, so... since there's still time... let's say that if I had a little bit of that plant at home we could go through there, do you like the idea?" Fee nodded, perching on Flynn's head as they both left the tram.

Nobody ever asked about these young people, nor were they reported as missing. It is sad to think that there are people in our society who would not pass anything if they disappeared... but for that very reason I wanted to tell this fragment of history.

I have been able to see all this thanks to the chronology, and however little and bad it was, I wanted to convey that these kids once existed... hoping that when I publish this to the public, someone will take an example and avoid ending like that.