Not the best thing I've ever written, but what the heck! Has trouble with spacing, but everything I do has that problem. Yeah. Genius, Gecko, Genius.

Rave Master the Third

0083“Hey, dad?” Haru looked down at his son, Gale. “Someday, I’m gonna be just like you. Tetsuo even said I might even be a Rave Master!” Haru chuckled.

“Did he now? I think that’s a great idea.” Gale smiled. “Did Tetsuo mention anything about going on a quest to rid the world of evil?” Gales smile remained unchanged.

“Uh-huh! He said that if I work real hard, I can go out and defeat all the bad people!” Haru’s smile dampened slightly.

“Well, there certainly are a lot of bad people wondering around these days…” he muttered to himself. “I thought I got rid of the last of them years ago…..”

Gale blinked up at his father. “I can get rid of them for you, daddy! When I get big, I’m gonna beat them all up for you!”

“Yes, I certainly hope so.” There was a knock on the door, and Haru’s daughter Elie walked in.

“Um, dad? There are some guy’s in military uniforms outside. They said they needed you for something.”

Haru’s expression turned stern. “Elie? What color were their uniforms?”

“Huh? Oh, they were red and black or something, on the right shoulder they had this patch that said DC on it.”

Haru’s eyes widened. “Both of you, follow m-”

BOOM! The house exploded before their very eyes. Fire spread quickly across the walls and floors of the small shack on garage island. Pictures shattered and windows broke. Haru, Gale, and Elie lay in a heap on the only undamaged piece of floor, Haru holding Rune save, the sealing sword, in his right hand.

“Ugh….” Haru muttered.

“Dad! Dad! Are you all right?!”

“F-Fine. It’s just been so long since I’ve cut through an explosion like that…”

“Dad! C’mon, we’ve gotta get outta here! Those guys’ll find us any second now!”

“I know… Gale, take this.” Haru handed his son the magic sword, Ten Powers. “I’m not going to make it out of here alive, but you and Elie will. Plue!”

“PUUUUUUUUUUUUN!!!!!” the Glory’s dog barked….sort of.

“Get Gale and Elie out of here!”

“Pupuun!” the dog ‘barked’ as it tried pulling the two siblings along.

“No! Dad, you’ve gotta come with us! You can’t die! Dad, please!” Before Haru could answer, his eyes slowly closed. Gale and Elie cried for what seemed hours.

“Hey! I think I hear them! C’mon, over here!” an intimidating voice bellowed over the noise. Gale grabbed his sister and Plue and pulled them into a nearby cabinet. He opened the door a crack so he could see what was going on. There were two men standing over Haru’s body.

“Hmm…. Yup, he’s dead! Mission accomplished men!”

“But, sir, what about the children?”

“The children? Oh, I already know where they are.” He looked towards the cabinet, and ordered ten men to open it. Gale’s heart was pounding. What to do? He couldn’t take on that many people, he was just seven. But he also couldn’t leave his sister. Just before the ten men opened the cabinet, he sprang out and slashed Ten Powers at his enemies. They jumped back in surprise, but it didn’t last too long. They each drew a dagger. Gale hadn’t expected this. Daggers were difficult to fight with a sword such as the Ten Powers. Just when Gale thought he was about to be finished, a large silver projectile flew into one of the men, killing him. Tetsuo Musica emerged from the smoke.

“That one’s for my dad!” he shouted. He then grabbed his skull necklace, a memento from his father, Hamiro Musica, and instantly it changed itself into a spear. It wouldn’t o much, because before he did that, one of the men grabbed Elie and began to run. The others followed his example. Gale ran after them shouting, “Give me back my sister!” Tetsuo pinned him down, Gale thrashing around, trying to squirm out of his grasp.

“It’s all right, Gale! Just come and get me later!” Elie shouted back at him. The men cleared out, and Gale was left alone with Tetsuo.
“Don’t worry, sis. I won’t let ya down.”

Shortness. Heh, Heh. Heh. Heh, heh, heh. MUAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Heh. Ha. Haru died. Sucks for you. Extremely minor character in this, but get mentioned a lot. In my opinion, monkeys should be made of cheese. Preferably mozzarella. Mabye cheddar. Or Monterrey jack. BUT NOT SWISS. Swiss will die of spontaneous combustion. Why? Because I said so. Mleh.