Mission: To kill a freak (open)

Rowan looked at Cal, "Ready to take this jack wagon down a few pegs?" She asked him. "If so, you can transform whenever your ready."

Cal sighed "Let's hope the training I'm doing with Kokoa pulls off." he held out his hand "ready...."

Rowan grabbed her weapon's hand "Alright my friend. Let's do this." She smiled a wicked smile

Cal closed his eyes and took a deep breath, once Rowan grabbed his hand he began glowing faintly blue and then he shattered into a billion shards of light which turned gold in colour and glowed intensely brighter, the shards floated in midair as if frozen in time before they all collected together at blinding speeds once the light dimmed in Rowan's hand would lay a shining sword that dimly glowed a golden light and left a trial of it in every movement.

***(Cal's view from inside the weapon)

Cal opened his eyes and found himself in a pitch black area completely naked "so this is my state of mind at the moment huh? It's rather depressing..." A familiar voice bounced around the darkness until he realised that they were his own thoughts, he moved his hands up to his chest and grabbed the air as if he was straightening his waist coat and as he did the motion he found himself fully dressed in his usually attire, he tend closed his eyes and fond himself behind Rowan who was now holding a sword in hand and he realised this is how he saw the world I his weapon form. "So it looks like my training finally pulled off, first time in a completed weapon form....so how am I?" He spoke aloud knowing he could be herd this time and then directed his attention to the albino "Tch, thy speak of envy of what had could of been? O, how hast thou with 'jealousy infected
The sweetness of affiance! As doubtful thoughts, and rash-embraced despair,
And shuddering fear, and green-eyed jealousy! If thee is a seeker of trust and companionship, alas this desired feed the green - eyed monster now awoken in his heart, for thou has believe that the actions of his past has no redemption. if thee truly sought a companion, thou must accept thy past and seek retribution then the green eyed monster shall be slain and your envious jealously will be no more..."

Rowan stuffed her coat in her bag and proceeded on after the freak. Gripping Cal tight she said to him "I don't know what he's going through right now, but it's our job as meister and weapon to pass judgement on him for Lord Death." Steeping out into the stands, she saw a silhouette deep right field near the pitcher's warm up zone "Come on Cal." Rowan ran down the stands, used Cal to vault over the rail and onto the field. She approached slowly, keeping her weapon in front of her

"If you accepted your past actions and sought retribution and redemption then yes I would forgive you for everyone derives a second chance even those who have been thrown into the pits of hell by the madness." Cal told the albino, before he turned his attention to Rowan "Don't worry after all I am literally in your hands so I'll be by your side, watching your back..."

Rowan looked at the albino man "Judgement shall be passed on you. We can arrest you here and personally escort you back to the DWMA for judgement by Lord Death himself. Or, I can end it for you here." Resting the flat of Cal's blade on her shoulder she then said "Those are your choices. I'll allow you to decide." The young meister leaned up against the center field wall and waited for a response.

The man started to slow down before coming to a compete halt. He wondered if he could actually fit in somewhere for the fist time in his life. It would be so nice. But he still needs to fix the mistakes of his past. 'Why am I able to think so clearly all of a sudden?' He thought worriedly. Normally the three in his head never gave him a moments rest, even in his sleep. He was stalling. He turned around to face the pair. "Alright then. I'll go with you. So, how do you arrest people who go willingly anyway?" He said as he sat onto the ground to prove that he wasn't going to attack. "And just to let you know, the other 'me', only set up one bomb and that was full of root beer. I don't know why, he just did. The rest of the bombs he told you about were fake." He looked ashamed and crestfallen at the memory.

Rowan set Cal down on the field and pulled out some handcuffs. "Just give me your wrists. We'll take you back to the DWMA with us. Lord Death will decide on imprisonment, release or death." She cuffed the albino and said calmly "Come on. Let's get back to Nevada. Get back to Death City." She turned to her weapon "Cal, you can return to your human form."

Cal remained a weapon for a while until he came a conclusion "ummm yea about that Rowan....I can't figure out how to turn back into my normal for....sorry?"

As the albino is cuffed, he stands and hears the problem that the weapon had. He decided to see if he wanted help. "Do you want some help from a master kid? I'm able to transform like no ones buisness." He asked and slightly boasted.

Cal could tell the change in the albino after being attacked by him back at the DWMA, it was almost like he was taking to a different person "sure," he simply said "any advice would be great."

"You have invision your weapon form. Next, make it expand into your human body, but you have to feel it or it won't work. Feel your body expand from weapon into human." He said, glad to lend any advice he could, so glad that the voices were finally gone from his mind. It was like a fresh breath of air for the first time in years. He gained a small, but sad smile.

Rowan smiled as she watched this. Then she remembered that she was in an MLB stadium. "I'll be right back guys" she said. She pulled a baseball from her bag, ran to the pitcher's, wound up and threw a fastball straight across home plate "Yes!" I have to go back to Death City and tell my friend Alex that I threw a pitch at Shay Stadium!" She ran back to her weapon and the albino "Sorry about that. I just had to seize a moment."

Using the albino's advice Cal was able to turn back into his human form, after a few attempts "Don't worry about it Rowan I would have done the same thing if we were in Detroit," he smiled guiltily he then turned to the albino "Thanks you your advice helped me a lot, we never got a proper introduction to each other did we?" He hold out his hand (you guys never stated if his hands were cuffed behind his back or in front of him) "I am Calbur Martin, but feel free to call me Cal. It's kind of a nickname that was given to me I don't mind it though it stops people from confusing Calbur with Caliber." He starched the back of his head ruffling his hair in the process, he was getting embarrassed even though it was a person he had already met before it felt he was meeting the albino for the very first time.

Ooc: cuffs are in the front.

He smiled happily at the boy. "Nice to meet you Cal, my name is Connor, nice to finally give a proper introduction, and not just my street name." He says as he shakes his hand. He oddly wonders if he can actually make this workout, or if it will just be a huge, life-threatening mistake on his part. He tries to stand up from where he is sitting, but finds himself unable to do so. "Ugh, hey, mind giving me a hand? Also, I think we should get going soon or there might be some trouble." He warns the two.

Rowan just looked towards the city skyline "We should get out of here as soon as we can, before anyone shows up. We just need to get back to Manhattan. I have a waiting car there, we can get out to the plane that brought Cal and I here. It's a small Cessna that will get us back to Death City unnoticed."

Cal gave Connor a hand up "nice to meet you Connor." He turned to Rowan "I would offer a rid on a motor bike but as you can see (*the motorbike Cal had crashed into Connor catches on fire)....yea that's why."

"Yeah, not the best way to say hi..." He rubbed his head. He looked at the two, searching for something. Then he asked, "Um, you two have masks to avoid the cameras, right?" He reminded the two that they were in a major league stadium with hundreds of cameras constantly watching them, plus he and Cal hand transformed into their weapon forms and back. He was fine because of his hat and hair, but Cal wasn't so lucky.

Rowan pulled out some bandanas and sunglasses from her jacket pocket. "I have these to hide our faces with." Let's go. Like I said, I have a car hidden that we can use. I'm not sure how long it will last, it's an old Pacer."

"It will have to do," Cal responsed before sighing "well so much for sight seeing on this trip...maybe next time. Ok disguise please....the streets are empty for at least another 45 min because people won't go near the city until the after the hour is up and probably wait then minutes afterwards before question why the bombs didn't go off. If you need a fast car I could hot wire one."

The albino man slapped the back of the boy's head. This sent the younger weapon forward with a lumb on his head. Before he could either question or attack the older weapon, he told him, "Stealing is wrong. How would you like it if someone took your car? Stealing is not a habit you want to pick up. Trust me on that. Besides, a car is too easy. Planes are where the real fun's at." He said with a grin reminiscent to the one he was wearing before.

"The plane I flew here is actually property of the academy, I also had a friend place an emergency vehicle in the stadium's parking lot. In case we couldn't reach the Pacer." Rowan said as she led Cal and Connor out to a black BMW 328i, with Nevada Plates the read "Dth Cty" As she climbed in the driver's seat and started the car. She then turned to the guys "What are you two waiting for? A written invitation? Hop in!"