STALKING THE STALKERS..

***On Planet Gieă, In the Outskirts of the Continent 'Eclipse of the Oceans', In a small house on top of a lonely and silent hill.

     The beautiful bright of the evening sky is replaced by the pale darkness of the night.

     Tonight brings with it a bright night-sky with an almost full moon and countless dot-like stars littering the cosy veil of darkness. A chilly night wind rocks through the brown patches of shrubs into a natural *buzz* that's just one of the many sounds overlapping in the darkness.

     Most are already in their house to let sleep give them the charge to face tomorrow but at the same time, the night life is on with the moon as its grand spotlight.

     The guards for patrol, the cultivators in guesthouses, the beasts in the forest, the lamps in the elite streets and most importantly, the evil people in the darkness.

     A fully geared up Navi calmly and stealthily looks out through a gap of his curtains before stepping away as he climbs the wooden staircase of his house calmly to get to the roof pocket space.

     Suited up neatly in his white suit that's padded with soft cream metal in all the right places,- his new Claymore sword sheathed and placed across his back with its handle peeping over his shoulder and his dagger tucked by the side of his boots.

     His finger-open gloves weaved with metal knuckles where worn over his pale hands and both his fore-arms were covered with fitting metal bracings that can be used as a shield in the right situation.

     Navi takes his teardrop pendant into his hand and rubs on it calmly as he gets into the triangular roof-space. He doesn't know a lot about instincts and haven't really interacted with other kids but even amongst 'adults', even he knows that he's weird.

     Deadly infact.

     He hasn't seen these people after him nor does he have any actual evidence that they are out there yet not even for once has he considered or even wanted to consider the possibility that they aren't out there.

     Not even for one second has he considered the possibility of escaping or calling for help. There's a bit of consideration that it can all go wrong, maybe its even fear yet right now he's completely detached from emotions thus leaving only calm and a terrifying predatory instinct.

     Navi plants a small kiss on his pendant and hides it behind his vest before hitting a nearby traditional switch that turns off the light of his house into a very dim glow meant for sleeping.

     He turns to the roof wall at his back and with some adjustments, a small hidden wall window is opens up while letting streams of moonlight into the roof-pocket and onto his pale face and ink-black hair. This wall space was made by his mother as she has thoroughly considered the possibility of an attack of this type.

     In a Cultivation world or atleast in the Outskirts, everyone is responsible for their own life and wealth. There is no bank, no savings account and the only insurance you'll get is the one you make yourself.

     This hidden wall window in their roof space is Eleanora's own attempt at giving herself and Navi insurance to escape if worse comes to worse but Navi has another purpose for using this space.

     He calmly and silently throws down a long set of hay rope that's knotted heavily at foot long intervals. Throwing this rope out of the wall space and wacthing it's end silentlykissthe ground. One end of the hay rope has been firmly tied to a metal hook so he has no worries as he crawls out of the roof window and to the outside.

He pauses to close the roof window as he is now on the outside with his legs against the wall and his hands firm on the ropes while hanging over six meters above the ground.

     Using the knots of the rope as support, Navi tries his stealthy best to move down to the ground and he does every action fluidly and with skill with it only taking less than thirty seconds before his feet gently hits the floor.

     Making no sound, Navi observes his surrounding as he finds nothing out of order or triggering his instincts. With bent knees he walks silently and close to the house walls to move around his house. He soon gets to the nearest corner where he can see clearly his house only entrance and exit door as well as some of the slope of the hill without being seen.

     He is now in a ready battle position so he silently pulls out a dagger from his boot and grabs it into a firm backwards grip. The sharp tip of the dagger shines dangerously under the pale moonlight as the blade trembles under the intensity of his grip as he plants his back against the cold wall.

     He plants his back against the cold wall with closed eyes while taking in and letting out very deep breaths before he slowly opens up his calm orange eyes.

     He waits.

     Knowing that they didn't attack him immediately as soon as he gets home, he had enough time to guess what the stalkers want and how they would possibly move. The stalkers were careful enough not to move in day-time so they are probably waiting for him to hit the bed before moving in.

     They aren't scared of him but rather scared of the possible passer-bys and distant cultivatorswith superhuman senses. The hill is after all is still a part of the upper-sector of the Outskirts. An operation in broad daylight in an area hosting cultivators with heightened senses is nothing short but foolish.

     He has turned down the light which they would take as evidence that he's off to bed so all that's left is the breaking-in and breaking-off part of things.

     He watches on calmly,.. Stalking the stalkers.

     Minutes pass and soon, a head peeks out of a corner in the hill's slope as a figure whose face is hidden behind a messy mask made out of thin bamboo pieces walks out followed by four others of different sizes that easily dwarves Navi's figure.

     The masked figures spoke to each other in low voices and they move to the front of his door silently.

     One of them goes down on one knee before the house door as he pulls out a small door picking kit. He is fast with things and soon he starks trying to pick the door but just as he starts, he soon tilts his head in confusion before slowly pulling down on the door handle.

     To his surprise made evident by a small thrilled and amused chuckle, the door opens up ever so slightly.

     Troy(Navi's room-mate) rises from his kneeling position before looking at Diane's masked face with pursed lips.

     'The bad feeling Diane said to have been feeling obviously comes from a calm looking kid who somehow forgot to lock the door in a Cultivation world despite the fact that he has no other protection!..'

     "Ooohh..", The big guy with a spiked wooden shield  amongst them whispers an scared sound sarcastically at Diane while the bulky half-dwarf female chuckles in a low tone.

     They push open the door and four out of the five-man group silently walks into the house while the last one stands guard outside.

     Stepping inside, Troy's eyes finds trouble adjusting to the low lighting of the house that's just a step away from complete darkness. The outside of the house is much brighter under the moonlight than the night mode lanterns inside which leaves the place in almost complete darkness.

     Watching all this, Navi turns his posture into something much suitable for action and then...

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