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Nighttime soon came,and darkness overtook the wasted lands around them.Nero stayed hidden,his mind,and body were longing for rest,it needed sleep,that he wouldn't give.Truth be told,it was a miracle they had not found him yet,not long that was a bad thing,it was good,no,it was great.But Nero couldn't stay awake forever,eventually,he dozed off.

"So, I was talking to my girlfriend, and- Did you hear that?" A guardsman asked, and looked around. He heard movement. And he didn't like it. "Search the rubble!"

Instantly, a large group of people began to search the rubble, looking for whatever made that noise. Vladimir? He was out cold. Only gunfire, or a person, could wake him up.

Nero quickly woke himself up,this was no time for sleep.He looked at his surroundings,only then realizing,he had made noise,oh no,this was not good.

"There! You! You! Yes, you! Stand still laddy!" A captain said, pointing his rifle at the man who he found. A small number of others gathered round, and aimed their guns at the man.

Nero glarred at the man,then the men,he had been seen,he was in trouble now.ah sh** he thought,as he remained still,perfectly still,he didn't know about anyone else,but he didnt want to get shot tonight.

"Now get up, slowly. Take out whatever weapons you have, and lay them down! NOW!" The Captain ordered, leveling his gun at the man. He pulled the bolt back. "NOW."

Nero got up,he glarred at the man with a 'are you ****ing kidding me' look.But hey,it is war,he was an enemy to them,they were an enemy to him.He looked away.But alas,seeing as though he didn't want his blood painting the ground,he put his hands behind his back to unstrap Searro from his back,and tossed it to the ground,then took his two guns off his side,and tossed them right beside his sword.

"Good. Now walk forward. We're going to Vladimir. He would love to see you. Soldier, pick up his weapons and follow me," The Captain said, jabbing the gun into the man's side. Oh, Vladimir would love this. He began walking forward, pushing the guy in front of him.

Nero didn't begin walking until he was pushed ahead of the two men.He felt bare without his weapons on him,he was slightly ticked on the inside about a stranger,an enemy touching his sword,that sword meant almost everything to him,and was being touched by trash.He followed,looking down as he walked,avoiding eye contact with the men,feeling the cold end of the gun against his side.

Vladimir woke up, thinking for a bit. He, without turning to the side, knew that there was some people in his tent. Well, he wanted to know why. He turned over to his other side to see, and found Nero and the guards standing there. "Nero? Is that you?"

"I found him in the rubble, spying on us,"

He was guided all the way to Vladimirs tent.Once he stood before Vladimir,he lifted his head some to look at the man who said his name,seeing his face in full now,everything came back to him,he remembered now.Teacher... he thought.He stood before his once to been teacher,not saying a word.

"Leave us. I will speak to him alone," Vladimir said, getting up and buttoning his shirt. He waited until the guards left, and looked at Nero. "So, Neo. We meet again. Tell me, how was your trip back home?"

Nero watched as the guards left,then back at his old teacher.,"Same as any other road trip,except slightly better" he answered.That was a sudden change of the atmosphere in the room,or tent.First it was bad,not it was anonymous.

"Good, good. Boring, I take? And were you excited?" Vladimir asked, grabbing his brandy and cigars. He cut the tip off the cigar, and lit it, and poured himself a glass. "Brandy? Cigar?"

"Exactly." He said just to sum that up quickly.Nero watched him as he cut the tip off his cigar,always gonna be a smoker. Nero shook his head no.He didn't want any.Deep inside,he was confused,he was an enemy,who spied and tried to find secrets.But the two were talking like this wasent war,just a sunny average day.Teacher,and student,didnt make much in war.

"Very well, then. Lets get down to business, since there's no possible way to sugar coat this," Vladimir said, and puffed a bit. "What were you doing in this city? You live about 140 miles away from here. Why would you be here?"

Nero glarred him in the eyes,"I had to leave home" he said."Of all people around here,I got drafted to go to war," he said,keeping it as short and sweet as possible.He looked away from Vladimir's eyes once he was finished speaking.

"If you were drafted, where is your uniform? Why wouldn't they train you to fight? And why keep a Daemon Hunter at conscript?" Vladimir asked, taking a sip of the brandy and a puff of his cigar. "And why didn't you retreat with your men, hmm?"

“I didnt recieve one...” he said.He shook his head and shrugged,“I dont know....” he said.He looked at Vladimir,“i wont reveal that reason.”

"Then we have a problem here. You are here to spy on me, no? I find this rather... undesirable." Vladimir said, and looked him straight in the eye. "You are my prisoner. Is that understood? Answer my question. What did you hear?"