The Legendary Birds!

“We should keep moving. We'll be halfway to Mount Cornet by sunset.” They continue walking in silence. Suddenly, they hear a loud screech come from above. Ash looks up and immediately recognizes the flying beasts.

“What are they?” asks Link.

“Friends.” Ash sighs. Four large birds land in front of them., each with a different appearance. One is blue, with long, shining feathers. One is yellow, with black streaks in its wings. Another is tan, with flaming wings. The largest of the four is of all colors, bright feathers, and with wild eyes. “These are creatures of legend. Articuno, Zapdos, Moltres, and Ho-oh. Each is extremely powerful.” The trio of elemental birds glare at Meowth and screech at him.

“What are they saying?” Tai asks.

“They're mad at me for my team trying to capture and sell them for profit.” The three birds blast him with ice, fire, and electricity, leaving Meowth charred.

“How are you still alive?!” Link gasps. Meowth gives him an odd look.

“The laws of physics work differently in this realm. Don't ask me why or how. I didn't make this realm. Arceus did.” RiverFlyte explains. Ash hops on Moltres's back, and Pikachu follows him.

“It's the fastest way to Mount Cornet. Get on.” Tai shrugs and jumps onto Zapdos, with Augumon close behind him.

“Is that thing safe?” Link asks. Articuno bows to him. “Alright, whatever.” He climbs onto Articuno and grasps its neck. RiverFlyte leaps onto Ho-oh, surprised by its soft feathers.

“Hey! What about me?!” Meowth shouts.

“Fine.” RiverFlyte groans. “Get on.” Meowth scurries up Ho-oh's wing and holds on. “Do anything stupid and I'll let Link handle you.” Meowth goes pale. “To Mount Cornet! Fly!” The birds take off toward the mountain, carrying the boys away.

Sorry it's so short, been working on other projects on figment.com. You can check them out if you want. Draconia and New South. So... yeah. TTYL!

The End Has Come!

Jk, but fitting tittle today, don't you think?

Sapphire walks up behind TrailBlaiser. “Um, TrailBlaiser, what's wrong?” Leo quickly wipes her tears away.

“Nothing, nothing. I'm fine.” she stammers. Sapphire crosses her arms.

“Come on, you can't lie to me.” Sapphire sits beside TrailBlaiser on the sofa in the main hall. “So what's up?” TrailBlaiser takes a deep breath.

“There's a disruption in the Pokemon realm. Two other realms have collided. Now RiverFlyte's over there trying to fix it.” Sapphire waits for a few moments.

“What happens if he can't?” she asks. TrailBlaiser's breath catches in her throat.

“The realms break apart, piece by piece. Everyone just, doesn't exist anymore. And then it spreads. Like a zipper opened in the middle, the fabric of the realms are slowly ripped apart, until the only places left are the Alpha Realm, Narnia, and here. The only reason we aren't destroyed too is because we are guarded by Aslan.” Sapphire tries to comprehend this.

“So, if he can't fix this, everything's going to fall apart. And RiverFlyte? What will happen to him?” TrailBlaiser stays silent as another tear runs down her cheek. “Oh.”      

“I don't speak Pokemon.” Everyone's silent.

“So, who does?” asks Tai. Ash thinks for a bit.

“Meowth does.” he offers. “He's a member of Team Rocket. And they attempt to kill me on several occasions, so, they shouldn't be too hard to find. Just let them come to us.” Link gives him an incredulous look.

“In what universe is it okay to let someone who's trying to kill you, find you?!” he yells. Ash shrugs.

“They've been after me for years. And they haven't exactly been master assassins. They're attempts only end in hurting themselves most of the time.” RiverFlyte hears a rustle behind them and turns just as three figures emerge. Two of them are dressed in white clothes with a large red R on the front, while one resembles a cat.

“Is that them?” Link asks. Ash nods. Link rushes toward them, sword drawn and bloody. The humans flee while Link grabs Meowth.

“Hey! Let me go!” it cries.

“You speak Pokemon?” Link asks it.

“Yeah. So?” RiverFlyte explains what needs to be done to save the world. “Wait, so you want me to translate for Arceus?! The creator of the world?! Who am I to speak for him?!” Link thrusts his sword into Meowth's face.

“Does this convince you?” he growls. Meowth's eyes widen.

“You- you wouldn't hurt me! You can't!” Meowth covers his face with his paws.

“I've killed creatures much more threatening than you.” Tai puts a hand on Link's shoulder.

“Dude, lay off the violence.” he scolds. “We need him to help us.” RiverFlyte paces around a bit. He pulls out his communicator.

“RiverFlyte calling RTHQ, come in RTHQ.” he demands. TrailBlaiser's voice comes through.

“This is TrailBlaiser. What do you need?” He seems surprised to hear her so calm.

“Lenora, are there any other Pokemon interpreters?” he asks.

“Um, not that you can reach easily. The closet one is N, and he's in the game realm, you're in the anime. I would suggest staying with Meowth. If you were to find N, you'd have to separate him from Touko, who will fight you tooth and nail to keep him. You do not want a girl fight on your hands.” Everyone shudders.

“I'll admit, girls are some of the more dangerous beings in the universe.” Link states. The others agree.

“Thanks, Baby. I'll see you when I finish the mission.” He's about to close the communicator, when he hears her voice.

“Sep, you will finish the mission, right? I need you.” RiverFlyte pauses before responding.

“I promise you, I'll return. I love you.” He turns off the communicator. Everyone waits in silence. “We should keep moving. We'll be halfway to Mount Cornet by sunset.” They continue walking in silence.

RiverFlyte's Mission!

The transmission ends, leaving TrailBlaiser stunned. RiverFlyte puts his hand on her shoulder.

“What's your plan?” he asks.

“I don't have one.” she breathes. She pulls her knees to her chest and cries. “I don't know what to do!” Ash watches her intently.

“Wow. She might be crazier than Misty.” he muses.

“You think that's bad?” Tai comments. “This girl, Mimi, almost got everyone killed because she was obsessed with her appearance.” Link leans on his sword like a cane.

“Please. Ruto, a half-fish girl, tried to get me to marry her, then tried to drown me when I ran away!” Ash smiles at the two other boys.

“We may be from different 'realms' or whatever, like she said, but I think we can all agree on one thing. Girls are insane.” RiverFlyte notices that TrailBlaiser isn't responding to him at all.

“Babe.” he sighs. “Go back home. You're in no condition to fix this.” He helps her to her feet. Kissing her gently, he sends her through the portal. Once it closes, he turns to the boys. “This is my mission now.” They stare at him in confusion. “So, we're going to save the world. Any questions?” Everyone raises their hands. “This is going to be a long day.” he sighs.

“Okay, so, we're all from different realms.” Tai begins. “And somehow these realms collided even though they're supposed to stay separate. And we have to enlist the help of, what was it, Arceus?” RiverFlyte nods.

“Arceus is the supposed creator of everything in this realm. He is the most powerful being here. Besides me, anyway. In theory, I could fix the problem, except only those in control of a realm know how it works. It's all terribly complicated and to be honest, I'm not even sure how everything works.”

“Wait,” Ash stops him, “what do you mean 'supposed creator'? All our records say that he is.” RiverFlyte pauses and thinks of how best to explain.

“Er, it's best described as, a universal hierarchy. God, master of the Alpha Realm, is the one in charge of everything. Below him are Aslan, who oversees all realms even remotely similar to the Alpha Realm, and The Emperor Across the Sea, who's in charge of all other realms. We don't associate with the Emperor, though. He has his own set of guardians. Aslan created every realm he has control over, then left the realm's own deities to watch over it. The deities report to Aslan, and Aslan reports to God. Make sense?” Everyone stares at him blankly.

“No.”

“Not really.”

“Sort of.”

“So confused.”

“Pika!” Tai turns to Ash.

“Is that all it says?” he asks. Ash looks at Pikachu.

“Yeah, pretty much.”

“Crap.” breathes RiverFlyte.

“What?” asks Link.

“Arceus is a Pokemon.” RiverFlyte groans.

“Yeah, we've already established that.” sighs Tai.

“I don't speak Pokemon.”  

It's Video Game Land!

“Hey TrailBlaiser!” calls Agent Rabbitleap, whose been monitoring the realms. She rushes up to where TrailBlaiser's carving an new artifact.

“What's up, Wolf?” she asks. Rabbitleap shows her readings and graphs.

“There's been an unusual fluctuation of energy from the, uh, Pokemon realm.” TrailBlaiser raises an eyebrow.

“So? That kind of thing happens whenever a realm is updated by it's writer.” Rabbitleap shakes her head.

“That's just it. Nothing has been reported for days.” This gets TrailBlaiser's attention.

“Not even on the Japanese sites?” Rabbitleap shakes her head.

“No event Pokemon, no WFC releases, no new games, no movies, no manga, no anime episodes. Nothing. There is virtually no reason whatsoever that this realm should be acting like it's getting an update.” TrailBlaiser puts down the little chunk of oak, now half-way shaped into a dolphin.

“All right. I'm gonna go investigate.” she opens a portal to the realm, but turns to Rabbitleap just before she enters. “Do me a favor, keep RiverFlyte on standby. Just in case.” Rabbitleap nods as TrailBlaiser steps through.

The portal closes up behind her, leaving her surrounded in tall trees. A small creature crawls out of the forest and sniffs at TrailBlaiser. She examines the creature closely. “You're a, uh, Nidoran, right?” The rodent-like Pokemon looks up at her with happiness in it's eyes.

“Nidoran!” it cries merrily.

“Your vocabulary astounds me.” she sighs. She looks around, then spots someone beyond the edge of the trees, the steps out onto a trail, then stops, her breath caught in her throat. She sees two boys, one with a yellow mouse creature, and one with a dinosaur-like creature. The first young man takes out a small red device, pressing various buttons.

“Cool Pokemon you have. I've never seen anything like it!” he exclaims.

“That's cause he's not a Pokemon.” the other boy says.

“I'm a Digimon!” explains the dinosaur. “My name's Agumon!” The other boy jumps back in surprise. TrailBlaiser screams, startling the the boys.

“No, no! Th- that isn't possible! Ash, Tai, you two shouldn't be able to communicate! The very laws of magic forbid it!” Another boy, this one elf-ish in appearance steps out of the woods, sword drawn, with blood splattering his tunic. TrailBlaiser looks at him in horror.

“Link?” she asks, her voice barely a whisper. He nods, quite confused. TrailBlaiser backs into a tree. “Okay, so three different realms have somehow collided, Pokemon, Digimon, and Legend of Zelda.” All three boys, including the two creatures, stare at her in puzzlement. A portal opens a few feet away, and Agent RiverFlyte steps out. He notices TrailBlaiser's horror.

“Leo, what's going on? Rabbitleap notified me of your sudden spike in heart rate.” TrailBlaiser vaguely motions toward the three boys, now thoroughly confused. “Yeah, that would do it. Have you contacted DragonFyre?” She sends a burst of red magic directly in front of her, leaving a projection of DragonFyre. “Sister, analyze. What's the solution?” she squeaks. DragonFyre looks from Ash, to Link, to Tai.

“Um, you have three options. You could hide in the Alpha Realm, hide in RTHQ, or hide in Aslan's Country. Either way, the fabric of the universe is slowly falling apart. So... yeah.” TrailBlaiser shakes her head.

“I can't just sit back and hide! Something needs to be done to fix this!” she cries. DragonFyre sighs.

“If you mean, you're gonna stay here, then, nice knowing ya Sis.”

Skyfeather

At dinner that night, the agents gather around the table. Persia gasps at the sight of hoards of exotic and expensive food being brought into the room by silver trays, carried by red magic. Duck and turkey sit in the middle, while sauteed vegetables surround the rest. TrailBlaiser stands and claps her hands twice. Every agent stops talking immediately and gives her their attention. "Tonight," she announces, "I propose a toast to a new agent. While thought as a nuisance, she presented herself to be rather admirable in her retrieval of two of my agents from an unknown realm. Persia," She motions for the young girl to stand, which she complies to. Hr heart beats quickly. 
"This is it..." Persia breathes. Sapphire, Owlcry, and Doveslash smile at her, giving her encouragement.
"From this day forth, I give you status as an agent in training here, at RTHQ. When you are within our walls, no longer will you be known as Persia. You shall be called, until the day you graduate as a full agent, A-I-T Skyfeather." The agents erupt into thunderous applause. TrailBlaiser sits again at the table. RiverFlyte whispers something in her ear. No one notices the leader as the agents welcome Skyfeather into their ranks. Owlcry, who is sitting beside her, stands and envelops her into his arms.
"Congrats, Skyfeather." he breathes. She hugs him back, a huge smile on her face. 
"Skyfeather, huh? I like it!" 

After dinner, TrailBlaiser stops Skyfeather on her way to her room. "Persia- er, I mean, Skyfeather, may I have a word with you?" Skyfeather skips over to TrailBlaiser.
"Sure, boss!" she beams. TrailBlaiser rubs her neck nervously.
"About that. Technically, aren't you already enrolled in your own program?" she asks. "I want to have you as a dual student. You are to receive training here under the authority of Rabbitleap. However, I also want you continue your studies in Questica and Mystika. Maybe you can spread this message to your home. We don't know much about Questica, and, to be honest, making you an A-I-T was more of a diplomatic move than anything else. I hope that, in your employment here, we come to know more about your home." Skyfeather yawns and waves her away.
"Yeah, yeah, diplomacy, training, negotiations, blah blah blah. All I need to know is, do I get my own room here?" Skyfeather cuts in. TrailBlaiser grinds her jaw in annoyance.
"We don't have the room as of now. That's why most of our agents are in their respective home realms. Just be happy you have an agent name, and don't push it."

Meanwhile, at RTHQ

TrailBlaiser collapses beside RiverFlyte on the sofa in the Elemental Coomons. Her feet are hanging off of the top and her hair brushing the floor. RiverFlyte smirks at her in amusement. "What's up with you?" She looks over at him, tries to shift back into a normal position, but gives up.
"Ugh, Persia's bothering me about an agent name." she complains. RiverFlyte grabs her hands and pulls her up.
"So give her one." he offers. TrailBlaiser rolls her eyes.
"Why should I? She's not my agent." she reasons. RiverFlyte shrugs. "And by the way, she called me Lenny after hearing you talk to me in the Commons." RiverFlyte tries to hide a laugh, but fails. 
"'Lenny'? Can I call you that now?" TrailBlaiser hits him playfully on the arm.
"Only if you want to die. And it's kinda pathetic. Not only was she eavesdropping, but she can't even do it well! Lenny? Really?" She crosses her arms and flips back around again. "If she's getting a name. It's gonna be A-I-T Pest. Or Annoying. Or maybe-"
"Why don't you like her?" RiverFlyte asks suddenly. She groans and slides onto the ground.
"Because. She acts just like my stupid c- Never mind." She cuts herself off and goes quiet.
"Your stupid what?" he asks. TrailBlaiser shakes her head.
"Doesn't matter. The point is, she's not my agent and therefore, not my problem. Speaking of problems, where's Sapphire?" RiverFlyte gets up and paces.
"I've been meaning to talk to you about that. We've lost communication with her along with Owlcry." TrailBlaiser's jaw drops.
"How?! We have service in every realm and most verses!" RiverFlyte opens his communicator and tries to contact Sapphire, but the call doesn't go through. TrailBlaiser tries to form words, but fails. "Please don't tell me she did what I think she did!" she begs. RiverFlyte grimaces, which is all the explanation she needs. "That girl is going to be in so much trouble when she gets back! I told her not to go into those reams!" She buries her face in a throw pillow and screams. 
"We'll have to rescue them eventually." RiverFlyte adds.
"But, the realms aren't finished." Her voice is muffled by the soft feathers. "We can't go in there to rescue until  it's scanned or else we won't be able to come back out. Do we even know which one they're in?" RiverFlyte runs a hand through his already tangled curls.
"I've narrowed it down to twelve." TrailBlaiser stands and leans on his arm.
"There's only fourteen realms in the Corridor." she comments. RiverFlyte smiles sheepishly.
"Yeah, one finished loading this morning and the other one was Deo Gentem. We would've gotten a message from DragonFyre if she was there. To top if off, half of those realms are extremely violent and dangerous. Call of Duty's there as well." TrailBlaiser artifact pulses red for a moment in anger.
"Since when was Call of Duty a story?!" she demands.
"Since DoveSlash begged me to make it one." he explains. TrailBlaiser pouts.
"Great. Now I've got Sapphire missing, Owlcry in danger, and Agent Wannabe to deal with. Lovely." 

Oh Sapphire... -_-

TrailBlaiser leads Sapphire over to the Realms Corridor. "Okay, your job tonight is to guard these open realms to make sure nothing goes wrong. If something malfunctions, contact me immediately." Sapphire nods. "These portals are open because we are scanning them and setting up magic links so that we can travel freely to these realms with portals. Sapphire, I want to make this very clear: these portals are not safe for travel. Get lost in one and it could be weeks before we can retrieve you. Understand?" Sapphire rolls her eyes.

"Yeah, yeah, I get the picture. Gosh TrailBlaiser, have some faith in me." TrailBlaiser shakes her head and walks away. Sapphire leans against a wall, yawning.

As TrailBlaiser wanders into the Elemental Commons, RiverFlyte smiles at her. "So, still think she can't handle it?" he asks. TrailBlaiser sighs.

"She's cocky. Normally, that would be bad thing, but at least there's no way she could screw this up. Did you inform Owlcry?" RiverFlyte nods.

"He should be observing her now." TrailBlaiser opens her mouth to speak, but RiverFlyte cuts her off. "And Persia is rooming with Sugar for the night."

"You thought of everything, huh?" she asks. RiverFlyte shrugs and smiles.

"It's what I do best."

*three hours later*

"I'm bored!" Sapphire complains, after sitting against the wall for hours. "Night Guard Duty is lame." She gets up, stretches,and walks around a bit. Curiosity getting the better of her, she begins peeking inside the portals. The first one is of a midnight forest, with a bunch of teenagers sitting around a fire, singing "Amazing Grace". "Oh, this must be Deo Gentem." she decides. She peeks into a few more realms, some she recognizes, some she doesn't. She finally comes to the last portal and sticks her head in. The realm is an endless sky, filled with clouds and floating rocks. A large floating island beckons from the distance, and large birds fly around her, with elven riders. "What is this, Minecraft meets Lord of the Rings?" Suddenly, she feels a hand on her waist, which was slowly sliding into the realm, and she gasps, loses her balance, and sends both her and the intruder tumbling into the sky realm. She screams and her artifact is activated, changing her form into a dragon. She looks around wildly, but the portal is no where to be found, and only a small owl accompanies her.

"Well, that was nicely done!" caws the owl in a male voice.

"Huh? Oops, sorry Wesley!" Marissa calls.

"Sorry's not gonna cut it this time! You've stranded us here!" he yells.

"Just open another portal!" They fly over to one of the floating rocks, land, and transform back into humans.

"You can't open a portal in an experimental realm, Marissa. The laws of magic haven't been set. Our only two options are wait for TrailBlaiser to finish up with this realm, or get transported out by this realm's deity, who, by the way, could be hostile toward us and demand human sacrifice." He notices Marissa's shocked expression. "And yes, there have been some who do that." Marissa wrinkles her nose.

"Gross. You first."

Stress Level: TrailBlaiser

RiverFlyte walks into TrailBlaiser's room, shuffling through a handful of papers. "Hey, Leo?" he asks, not looking up. "Did you get that scan from Digimon finished?" 
"Kinda busy, Sep." she sighs. RiverFlyte notices the group of girls in the room. 
"Er, care to explain?" TrailBlaiser rolls her eyes. 
"If I could, believe me. I would." Lexi smiles at RiverFlyte.
"Hey, you're cute! Are you that boy Persia was talking about?" TrailBlaiser grabs Lexi and slams her onto the floor.
"No, Sep is my boyfriend. And I suggest you go back to your own little verse. I don't need amateurs running around my headquarters." Lexi and Elara bristle.
"Amateurs? We are highly trained students of the Mystika Academy!" TrailBlaiser rolls her eyes.
"Right. Because being taught at a big fancy school gives you the same credentials as being trained my Aslan himself." RiverFlyte grabs TrailBlaiser's wrist.
"Enough. Arguments get us no where." he reasons. TrailBlaiser pouts.
"Fine. Why are you guys here?" she asks. Elara helps Lexi up.
"I was giving a tour when I accidentally opened a portal to RTHQ. No biggy." Lexi explains. TrailBlaiser glares. 
"Right. and then you just happen to walk into my room and annoy me. Get out. Sep and I have some important matters to attend to. Big kid stuff. Now, run along back to Mistake-ia Academy and leave me alone!" She pushes them out the door and slams it.
"You handled that well." RiverFlyte observes.
"It's been a stressful day." she sighs. RiverFlyte kisses her on the forehead.
"I get it. Being the leader is hard." She leans onto his shoulder. He gently strokes her hair.
"So, what was that about Digimon, again?" she asks. RiverFlyte hands her the stack of papers, which she examines.
"I was going to ask if you did the scans yet." TrailBlaiser sits on her bed and splays out.
"Ugh, no. I've been busy with the Zelda Realm and DragonFyre's been pestering me about Deo Gentem and-" she's stopped by a kiss.
"You need to relax." he soothes. "I know your job is hard but you need to take it easy." TrailBlaiser sits up.
"Easy for you to say. Sapphire's gonna be guarding the Realms Corridor tonight. and who knows what kind of trouble she'll get into!" RiverFlyte thinks for a bit.
"I'll try to talk Owlcry into watching her from a distance. Come on, you need to have a little faith in her." 
"She's not like her parents..." she sighs.

Sapphire's Post

Wassup people of the interwebs? This is Agent Sapphire bloggin' at you from RTHQ. Kk, so, you know how TrailBlaiser and RiverFlyte were at each other's throats and then suddenly back together? Yeah, I didn't get it either. So, I had Sugar explain it to me. What had happened was, while I was off missionizing in the Hunger Games Realm, those two had been fighting. RiverFlyte was mad at TrailBlaiser because she always played the hero. TrailBlaiser was mad at RiverFlyte because she felt like he just didn't understand her. It wasn't until the Veteran's Day mission that they saw each others' point of view and made up. The thing is, TrailBlaiser is like a mother to all the other agents, or at least she sees herself that way, and that doesn't fly with RiverFlyte. So, while TrailBlaiser's off risking her life for the sake of maternal instincts, he's sitting back being logical and more than a little ticked off. My superiors are 100% wackadoodle. (look it up, it's a word)

"Sapphire?" TrailBlaiser asks. "What are you doing on my blog?"

Uh-oh. I've been caught!

"What do you mean?" Sapphire asks in her sweetest voice. "What blog? I'm not blogging. This is just... um.. Facebook! Yeah, the new update that just happens to look like your blog!" Sapphire smiles convincingly, but TrailBlaiser doesn't buy it.
"You're gossiping again, aren't you?" Sapphire's face goes red. "If I catch you on my blog again without permission, you're getting extra Night Guard Duty, understand?" 
"'Extra?' What do you mean 'extra'?" Sapphire gasps.
"It's a tradition that after a new agent's first successful mission, they guard the Realms Corridor to make sure nothing malfunctions. I'll explain more later." Sapphire gets off the spinney chair and walks away sullenly.
"Fine, but I'm not gonna be happy about it!"
"It wasn't a requirement to smile." TrailBlaiser sighs.

Sorry about her. Now, what did she post... Gah! Ooh, that girl drives me crazy! Of course, she right about the fight. But, I don't mother my agents! Really! Grr... Whatever, if the readers are gonna believe an agent over the leader, that's cool. Let them See if I care...
                                    
                     Dream on, Agent TrailBlaiser (And Sapphire!) How?! You aren't even on this computer anymore!

FyreFlyte

Okay, well it got boring waiting all day for something to happen. I wanted to save this post for tomorrow but I got bored. So you get to read it early! Yay!

A piercing scream shatters Leo's thoughts. She looks around as the colonists flee, trying to find the source. Out of the corner of her eyes, she spots Sep, leaning up against the wall of the Customs House. Blood soaks his shirt and cloak, his face contorted with pain. "Septimus!" she cries as she fights through the crowd. She isn't physically strong enough to break free, so she activates her artifact, transforming herself into a dragon. The colonists scream in fear, but she pays them no heed. Spreading her wings, she rises into the air, just above the mob. The Sons of Liberty watch her in horror. She lands just feet from Sep and transforms back into a human. "Mighty Aslan, Sep! What happened?!" Sep smiles feebly at her, color drained from his face.

"The kid was in danger. I had to help him..." Tears stream down Leo's face as she rips fabric off of her cloak and wraps it around the wound.

"If you had just left with the crowd you wouldn't have gotten hurt!" she cries.

"If I had left with the crowd, that boy would have gotten trampled." Their eyes meet for a moment, no words are said, but none need to be.

"I understand." they both whisper. Leo continues dressing his wound, but the blood continues to pour. 

"Okay, can you stand?" she asks. 

"I... think so." he groans. Sep puts his arm around Leo's shoulders and they slowly get up. Sep loses his balance for a moment, and Leo holds him up. 

"We have to make it outside of town. Swift is there. She can heal you." 

"That's no good if I've got a chunk of lead in my body." he counters. Leo looks around desperately.

"Fine. But you've gotta trust me." 

"With my life." he promises. Leo takes a deep breath.

"I've never tried this before, but, in theory..." Sep gives her a terrified look, but she just smiles. "FyreFlyte." she breathes. The artifact obeys and launches them into the sky in a rocket-like explosion. Leo takes a firm grasp of Sep and she attempts to maneuver them to the outskirts of town where the agents gather, watching the fight from a distance.

"You know how to land, right?" Sep asks. Leo smiles.

"Sure, in theory. Kinda like how one can theoretically dig into his backyard and find a pile of diamonds." The spell starts to lose power and they fall, spiraling to the ground. 

"Leo!" Sep yells. 

"On it!" She spreads her wings and catches an air current. Using that, she manages to glide them back down to safety. They tumble onto the ground, Sep landing beside her. "Well, that was fun!" Sep pushes himself off the ground and wobbles a bit trying to stand.

"Yeah, kinda like the time you convinced me to camp in the Forest. Still haven't gotten over the squirrel incident, by the way."

"You love me anyway?" Sep thinks for a moment.

"Always." 

You Don't Dare Fire!

"Loyalist!" Leo screams.
"Barbarian patriot!" Sep shouts back.
"Redcoat!"
"Yankee!" The magical auras glow strongly, pulsing with every adrenaline-filled heartbeat so that it looks like a red and blue strobe light. "Your people tarred and feathered innocent tax collectors and threatened to hang anyone who disagreed with them. Face it, you're a country founded on terrorism!" he yells.
"Your stupid king continued to raise taxes that we couldn't afford, sending many of us into poverty and debtor's prison!" she retaliates.
"Taxes that the people of England had already been paying for nearly two generations without whining about it! Don't you dare call me out without analyzing the facts! We needed the money to pay off our debts with our war with France!" he barks. Leo laughs maliciously.
"Which war with France?! You've been at war since the dawn of time! Who's got problems now?!" Out of the corner of her eye, she spots a group of colonists with clubs about to go into the city. "And I'm done here." She runs off to join them. 
"Yeah, go terrorize people like the ******* Patriot you are!" he shouts. The agents gasp, but Leo disregards him. 
"Sep, watch your language!" Swift cries. "We are Aslan's chosen. Act like it!" He brushes her off and storms away into town on the other side.

"Hey boys!" Leo calls flirtatiously to the colonists. Some of them stop and stare at her as she runs up to them. "You big, strong boys gonna beat those lobster-backs home to England?" She bats her eyelashes at one colonist boy, who blushes slightly. His friend nudges him forward.
"Yeah, you wanna join us?" he asks nervously. Leo smiles broadly.
"Daughter of Liberty, at your service." she says formally. Hooking her arms around the colonist's, they move into the city.

Sep wanders into the city, following the crowds of people over to the Customs Office, where several British soldiers are guarding the tax money. "Fire!" One colonist yells. "You don't dare fire, you cowards!" The soldiers glare at the man, but do nothing. 
"What do you carry those muskets for if you're not gonna use them!" yells a familiar voice. Sep turns to see Leo, arm-in-arm with one of the Sons of Liberty. "Come on! Fire!" The crowd starts to scream out for the soldiers to fire, but they refuse. The captain, dressed in formal naval attire, stands behind the soldiers.
"Don't fire!" he shouts to his men. "Whatever you do, do not fire!" A shot is heard int the distance, clearly not from the soldiers, but they hear it and assume an order has been given. The men begin to fire shots into the crowd. The colonists scream and run, bumping into Sep as he tries to reach the Customs Office wall. A young boy begins crying, the mob nearly trampling him. Sep dodges through the crowd and grabs the boy, placing him out of harms way. A misguided shot hits him in the arm, knocking him down. He cries out in agony as blood seeps from the wound. Sep crawls to the safety of the wall and clutches his injury. 

The Boston Massacre Just Got Worse

Leo leads her agents through a portal, Sep in the back, both still fuming but trying to look impassive. "We're here." Leo barks. "Assassin's Creed 3." Terrance and Wes exchange excited glances. 
"So, we get to spend Veteran's Day Weekend in one of the hottest, most awesome, most violent video game of the year?" Wes asks, his voice shaking with excitement.
"Yes..." Leo sighs. The boys high five and shout in joy.
"Bring on the Templar!" Wes screams.
"Destroy those Redcoats!" Terrance cries. The boys get lost in a discussion about the best way to kill someone with a hidden blade. Leo and Sep catch each other's gaze for a moment, but turn away, glaring at the ground. Swift puts a hand on Leo's shoulder.
"You can't stay mad at him forever." she chides. Leo growls quietly.
"Watch me." She storms off in the direction of the marketplace. Signs and beggars line the streets. She spots a young boy selling newspapers. "Excuse me, may I buy one?" she asks politely.
"Certainly, Miss. Three shilling." he replies. She fishes into her pocket and pulls out a golden coin.
"It's not English or American money, but it's pure gold." The boy takes the coin and hands her a paper, staring in awe at the gold.
"Wow, it's got a lion on it!" the boy cries in glee. "I can't wait to show this to Mr. Franklin!" He tucks the coin into his pocket. "Thank you, Miss!" She nods and walks back to the group. Upon arriving, she notices the boys trying to fight with sticks and Rogers laughing, trying to teach them how to fight properly. She opens the paper, and her senior agents gather around her.
"'March 5, the year of our Lord 1770.'" she reads. "Now why does that date sound familiar...?" She reads o until it hits her. "The Boston Massacre!" They boys stop fighting and stare.
"You mean Synchronization 4? Connor's first trip into Boston?" Terrance asks. The other agents give him a blank look. "What? I know my video games." Leo shakes her head.
"Whatever. If we head into town at the right moment, we can see some British soldiers get the smack down they deserve." she concludes. Septimus scoffs.
"The 'British soldiers get the smack down they deserve?' That is so typical of you that you would side with the American's when they're the real culprits." Leo's face burns red in anger and her amulet starts to pulse.
"I'm sorry, but what am I? American, that's what. So sorry if I offended you with patriotism!" She barks. Sep rolls his eyes.
"Yeah, sure. You won't even attempt to see Britain's side of the argument. No, America's always in the right. Tell that the the Cherokees on the Trail of Tears, the victims of Hiroshima and the Vietnam War veterans." he retorts. His amulet flares up navy blue. "You are so American!"
"That's better than being a good-for-nothing pirate who thinks he's all that when he gets beat by an infant nation!"
"We burned your capital in 1814!" They get locked in an all out shouting match over history and politics while the agents just watch fearfully.
"Wow." Sugar breathes. "Do they have problems." Kopa nods.
"Major. Why can't they just forgive and forget already?"  

Well, That Escalated Rather Quickly

"Okay. Get in. Get the info. Get out." Marissa breathes. She peers around the corner to find more guards posted outside a door. She takes a steadying breath and thinks. Slowly, she raises a hand, lavender smoke rolling off of it, and sends a blast of light at them, knocking the guards unconscious. She darts over to then and examines the guards, checking for injuries. "Leave no trace. Leave no trace." She repeats to herself. Standing up again, she brushes the smoke off of her hands. "That was surprisingly easy." She observes. Gently, she opens the door. She's greeted by a crystal bowl filled with berries. "Ooh, yummy! I love blueberries!" She picks up a handful and is about to pop it int her mouth when something stops her cold. A man with a swirling beard lies dead on the floor, berry juice staining his mouth. Quickly, she drops the berries and rips open a portal.

"TrailBlaiser!" Sapphire screams. The other agents stare at her in alarm as she comes running through a portal, terror marking her face. 
"What's wrong, Sapphire?" Terrance asks. She shakes in fear and tries to form words.
"Th- the berries... B-bad berries! And he w-was j-just dead!" she stutters. TrailBlaiser parts the crowd and watches her former apprentice disdainfully.
"Sapphire. If that bothers you, being a Realm Traveler isn't for you. We look death in the eyes and sneer." RiverFlyte puts a hand on TrailBlaiser's shoulder.
"Yes, while others run at him and make out." he teases. TrailBlaiser bats him on the arm. "The idea is to toughen you up by giving you that kind of mission. Death and danger are part of our everyday lives. We usually try to avoid putting ourselves in dangerous situations over trivial things, though." TrailBlaiser whirls on him.
"Oh, so now I'm a bad Realm Traveler? Just because I don't like watching the innocent die?" she shouts. 
"I didn't say that... specifically." he counters.
"Would you rather I let people die because of protocol? Heck, I'll give up my life a thousand times to save others!" she barks. RiverFlyte's glares hard at TrailBlaiser.
"I know! Stupidly! Just once could you possibly think about anything other than being a hero?! It makes me sick how you always decide that it's your duty to kill yourself to protect a tree from a woodpecker!" TrailBlaiser's face burns with anger and her amulet starts to glow. RiverFlyte's amulet emits a protective shield of blue in defense. "Did Aslan give you a frequent flyer card of something? 'Cause you sure seem to take lots of trips across the crystal sea!"
"Shut up!" TrailBlaiser screams. "Shut up! I'm sick of you always calling me out! We're through!" Her aura blazes fiery red and smoke rises from her hair. 
"Oh, we've been though for a long time!" They turn away from each other and stomp away, RiverFlyte outside to the courtyard and TrailBlaiser to the Elemental Commons. They're gone with a simultaneous slam of doors. The agents stand awkwardly in confusion. 
"Did anyone understand what just happened?" Rabbitleap asks. Swiftwind shakes her head.
"Drama. As usual. You take RiverFlyte, I've got TrailBlaiser. They had better not still be fighting by our Veteran's Day mission or the Revolution won't be the only war we see."