5 Issues That Come With The Job

"Sir Hero? Might I be able to get you anything?" The priest was being overly nice to Aisrin.

"Ah now that you ask. Bring me some booze!" Blackhawk demanded as he put his arm around Aisrin and used him as a leaning tool.

"I'm not talking to you! I'm asking the Hero!" The priest snapped.

"If I make him go get booze, will you get the fuck off of me?" Aisrin asked Blackhawk.

"Its possible." Blackhawk responded.

"Then I request booze." Aisrin turned to the priest.

"Of course! Right away!" The priest bowed and took off.

"Hahaha! Scrambling away like a cockroach!" Blackhawk laughed heartily.

"Can you get off of me now?" Ausrin asked him.

"Oh but of course your royalness!" Blackhawk mocked. As he withdrew his arm and weight from Aisrin.

"Hah, I dont even want to be a hero." Aisrin sighed.

"Hahaha, embrace the suck dude!" Blackhawk slapped Aisrin's back good naturedly.

'Embrace the suck?'

"Sir Hero, I have brought the requested item." The priest seemed to materialize from nowhere and offered a plain bottle to Aisrin.

"Give it to him." Aisrin pointed his thumb at Blackhawk, who had the look of a giddy child.

"Right away.... here." The priest was all smiles with Aisrin, but was short with Blackhawk. It didnt bother the six foot two giant though, he simply snatched the bottle, broke the top off and drank it.

"Puhah! That's pretty good!" Blackhawk exclaimed before chugging some more.

"Delinquent." The priest scowled in disgust.

'I'll agree silently.'

"Sir Hero, might I be able to offer you an escort? Perhaps one of our... finest?" The priest hinted.

"Come again?" Aisrin was severely taken aback.

"Yes, Askarah is also the Goddess of Desires!" The priest nodded in affirmation.

'Jesus! Fate, Destiny, and Desires? What's next? War?'

"Ahahaha! I dont think I need that service." Aisrin laughed nervously while shaking both his hands and head.

"We have virgins if that's more your taste!" The priest was entirely bent on providing the service. A nun began to approach the priest, an extremely hateful look on her face.

"You greedy fuck! Did you forget I had Telepathy? I can hear your fucking thoughts! You just want to make sure the hero gives an offspring so you can sell the 'Child if the Hero' for large quantities of gold!" The nun began literally beating the fuck out of the priest.

"Booze and a show? This place is great! Reminds me of home." Blackhawk said with a nostalgic look on his face.

'That explains alot.'

"I think I'm going to leave now." Aisrin stated as he headed for a door.

"Hero, sir. I'll send for someone to lead you out. It's a bit of a maze." The nun who beat the life out of the priest offered.

"Please do then." Aisrin replied.

"Then please follow me." The nun bowed. She had some nice curves, a little of her blonde hair fell thorough the opening of her robe.

'If she were apart of that seevice...'

"Please remember I can hear your thoughts. I am flattered though." The nun smiled.

'Ahaha! Right. Anyway, if you will." Aisrin continued. The nun smiled and began to lead him.

"Hey now! You ain't leaving me behind! You owe me a bar! Hahaha!" Blackhawk laughed as he followed behind Aisrin.

"If that gets rid of you, happily." Aisrin replied. Aisrin and Blackhawk stopped talking, and conveniently both of their gazes landed on the same thing... The nuns ass.

"I must say... that's one capable nun." Blackhawk was drooling with lust.

"Touch the nun, and I'll knock your jaw off." Aisrin warned.

"Hahaha! I'd like to see you try shrimpster!" Blackhawk retorted merrily.

"I dont think theres many people your height. So technically that makes you abnormally large." Aisrin returned haughtily.

"That's what she said! Hahaha! You walked right into that one!" Blackhawk returned even more fiercely.

'Another familiar phrase? Who is this guy?'

"Sir Aisrin, the exit is here." The nun opened the door, and the two walked right out onto a busy market place.

"And, since you two are now citizens, here is a pouch of ten silver each. Please do take care." The nun handed each of them a pouch and then closed the door, which immediately vanished.

"That was anticlimactic." Aisrin commented as he stated to walk down the street. He looked at all the stalls, but nothing caught his eye, so he continued on his way.

Blackhawk, on the other hand, bought all the booze he saw until he ran out of money, which surprisingly took until the market place turned into a plaza. This plaza had a huge water fountain, grassy areas and trees. Children playing, people talking and taking a leisurely stroll. There were four ways in and out, including the one Aisrin and Blackhawk were on.

"That water fountain seems relaxing." Aisrin commented as he headed for the centerpiece of the plaza.

"Seems like the perfect place to drink all my booze!" Blackhawk stated loudly.

"Please don't, it'll be less relaxing." Aisrin sighed. As soon as the two reached the fountain, Aisrin sat down on edges, made of smooth stone, and laid down. Blackhawk did as he said he would, and just merrily drank. The peace, obviously, wasn't going to last for long.

[THIS IS AN ANNOUNCEMENT FROM HIS HIGHNESS THE KING. ALL CITIZENS, PLEASE DIVERT YOUR ATTENTION TO THIS ANNOUNCEMENT!... AHEM! MY WONDERFUL CITIZENS! I AM MAKING THIS ANNOUNCEMENT... Oh... I don't have to shout? I see, I see! okay, let me try again. I dont use this often! AHEM, I BEAR THE MOST WONDERFUL NEWS! A HERO WALKS AMOMG US! YES, A HERO! HIS NAME YOU ASK? HAHAHA! AISRIN THE HERO! AISRIN, IF YOU HEAR THIS, THERE IS AN ESCORT OF MY PERSONAL MEN WAITING FOR AT THE PLAZA! THAT IS ALL!]

Cheering had erupted, and people were rejoicing.

"Hah, is being a hero that big of a deal?" Aisrin sighed.

"AISRIN! SIR AISRIN?" Someone began to call out. Aisrin sat up and looked towards the voice. A small group of five soldiers clad in gold and purple had just arrived. People began looking around, hoping to catch a glimpse of Aisrin.

'If I just stay here, maybe they'll go away.'

"Hahaha! Hey! Over here! come on! Hahaha! Come on Aisrin, you're a star today!" Blackhawk, who was entirely too drunk, called the soldiers over, at the same time, everyone around. The soldiers came rushing towards the two, as did the people.

"Thanks. Thanks alot." Aisrin snapped at Blackhaek.

"Anytime friend! Anytime! Hahaha!" Blackhawk laughed and then began to drink some more.

"Are you really the hero?" Some old dude inquired.

"Can you show us a trick?" A kid asked.

"Marry me!" Some woman screamed.

"Sir Aisrin! Please follow us! Get back, all of you!" Finally the soldiers began parting the crowd. All the while, Aisrin stayed laying down.

"Say, is there anywhere relaxing?" Aisrin asked the soldier standing over him.

"Yes, we can take you somewhere relaxing and peaceful Sir Hero." The soldier responded.

'Oh, a female.'

Aisrin sat up and got to his feet.

"Lead the way, oh, and that buffoon comes too." Aisrin pointed his thumb at Blackhawk. Who immediately stood up and leaned on Aisrin.

"Its only proper after all, hahaha!" Blackhawk stated as he drank some more.

'Dude chill! You're going to die from alcohol poisoning!'

"Yes, Sir Hero!" The soldier saluted.

"Please, my name is fine." Aisrin pleaded at this point.

"Yes, Sir Aisrin!" The soldier continued to salute.

"Hah. Whatever, let's go." Aisrin sighed from his futility.

"Yes, Sir Aisrin!"

*Half an Hour Later*

The group finally reached the palace, while keeping swarming crowds back from Aisrin.

"Its just a job! Why is it that I have it though?" Aisrin muttered.

"I'm almost out of booze. Hey! You, is there booze where we're going?" Blackhawk demanded from a nearby soldier.

"Yes sir. I'm sure you can enjoy as much as you want seeing as you're the hero's companion." The soldier replied.

"Oh, hey, it might be a good idea to stick around you shrimpster." Blackhawk commented.

"Please abstain from doing that. I'd rather enjoy a life of peace." Aisrin commented.

"Sir Aisrin, the king awaits you beyond those doors." The soldiers had already ushered the two into the palace, and now they stood in front of dragon sized double doors.

"Who the fuck has the ability to open these doors?" Aisrin whispered fiercely in surprise. Two soldiers walked to either side of the doors. and just pushed them open.

"....Ah, Okay." Aisrin stated with the plainest expression.

"Go ahead Sirs." They ushered the two.

"Alright, Royal Booze here I come!" Blackhawk unhesitatingly entered first.

"Hah, well, here's to hoping for some peace after." Aisrin sighed as he too entered. The doors quickly shut behind them. Ahead of them were lines of iron clad soldiers holding spears and halberd on both sides all the way up to five feet from the kings throne. On that throne sat a middle aged man still in his prime, totally beefed up, with a girl to his right, wearing an exquisite white dress, and James to his left, in a purple and gold embroidered military dress uniform.

Aisrin approached the throne up to the last two soldiers and kneeled down.

"You? You really do hold your promises. As expected of the hero." James commented.

"Oh? So this is the kid you spoke of? Only fitting he be the hero." The king spoke.

"He is half demon." The princess commented, though not meant in a rude way.

"Shadowkin to be precise... your highness." Aisrin added.

"A half demon, half human hero.... this is unprecedented and frankly the greatest in history!" The king announced.

"Aisrin, raise your head." James instructed.

"Yes, your highness." Aisrin looked up to the three royals before him. Blackhawk just stayed kneeling with his head bowed, entirely asleep.

"Is he alright?" The king asked.

"I'm sure he's fine, your highness." Aisrin responded.

"Hoho, very well. I can imagine you are wondering why I have summoned you here. In due time, I will tell you. First! A banquet!-"

"Father... You realize a banquet a banquet is required at least three days planning? And five days head notice for all the nobles? Why dont we start by providing The Hero a place to rest for now. I'm certain he's tired." The princess interrupted and countered.

"Ah, of course. How silly of me. Then, we shall provide you with accommodations until the banquet, and then I shall tell you the reason for summoning you. You may rise now. Everything is open to you, young hero." The king announced.

'That's a hell of a treatment for being a hero.'

Aisrin stood and bowed in the customary manner of respect.

"So respectful and mannered! So befitting of a hero." The king mused.

"Sir Aisrin, I can lead you to your quarters." The princess offered with a smile that spoke of mischief.

"Uh, I'd much rather see the training grounds, if that's alright." Aisrin replied hastily. For a second, the princess's face clouded before her cheerful smile returned.

"Of course! Then if you'll excuse me, I'm sure one of the palace soldiers can guide you there." The princess gave her courtesies and left along with her father.

"I'll take you myself, I was wondering how well you could hold against me to be honest." James offered instead.

"Very well." Aisrin agreed and followed James. Blackhawk continued to sleep while kneeling in the throne room. Nobody cared to wake him either. So he was left in the throne room, alone.