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Chapter 3 - Inkstone's Discord (1)

Amro walked with Eliza to show her the stage she will be performing in starting today.

"Eliza, I hope Henry isn't too uncomfortable. Are you sure you can perform with him?" asked Amro.

Eliza had just changed into a long evening gown. She flicked the dressed, revealing her porcelain-like thighs through the dress' high-cut slit. Henry was strapped tight to her leg. "It's alright! I won't be obstructed by this."

"Glad to hear." Amro smiled as he gave nod to a muscular man with a crew cut and a few scars on his face.

"Let me introduce you. This is DJ, Discord's Head of Security." Amro waved DJ over.

"Sir Amro! Surprised to see you here. And who might this lady be? DJ, DJ "The Tracker"." DJ stretched his hand out, waiting for Eliza to shake it.

"Head of Security, eh? A bouncer then?" mocked Eliza as she gave DJ a condescending look.

"Bitch!" DJ flicked his suit, revealing two Silver Desert Eagles, one with the letter "F" and the other "Z".

Amro stepped in between the two and blocked DJ from advancing. "Now, now DJ! Let's leave Ms Eliza for now. She's new here. Do forgive her. Keep Fang and Zhao in check. Treat this as a favor on me."

DJ straightened his suit and hid his guns. "My apologies Sir Amro! I almost crossed a line."

"Atta boy!" Amro patted DJ on the shoulders.

"Shall we, Miss Eliza?" invited Amro.

"Ugly…" whispered Eliza as she walked in Discord.

"Keep it together, DJ! Eliza's a firecracker!"

"Yes, boss!"

Amro and Eliza walked in. The sun was still up. Naturally, that meant that there were still a few patrons inside Discord. "Welcome to Discord Bar! Your stage is before you! Performance starts in 7:00pm!" declared Amro.

"The band?"

"They'll be here."

"They better be!"

"Right… I'll show you the back stage and your dressing room. Come! Come!" invited Amro.

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An hour later, outside Discord.

DJ stood guard at the entrance as a few patrons started to line up and enter.

"Mr Dawn! Welcome back! It's been a while since I last saw you!" greeted DJ.

A thin man with shaggy hair walked over wearing jeans and a plain white shirt. "Illis is fine, DJ! No need for formalities. What's new, DJ?!" asked Illis.

"We have a new singer tonight."

"What happened to Leonore?! Where's Lion?!" Illis worriedly asked while grabbing DJ's arms.

DJ moved Illis' hands away. "Don't worry! She's fine! She's just semi-retired from Discord, needs to work on a regular life now."

"Tsk… Why didn't she say anything to me?!"

"You're just a fan, not family."

"Still her Number 1 fan." Declared Illis.

"You guys of the LLFC always say that!"

Illis rubbed his nose and chuckled. "Hehe! The Lone Lion's Fan Club will climb any mountain or swim any sea just to hear our nightingale Leonore! No obstacle will be hard to have hear voice reach our ears."

DJ covered Illis' face. "Alright! Go inside and just watch the new girl! You are holding up the line. The others will get impatient!"

"Fine! Fine!" Illis waved with the back of his hand. "I'll see what this new girl is capable of."

"Sir Amro picked her, so she should be up to standard."

"My ears will decide that! I'm a connoisseur of this establishment."

"Yeah! Yeah! In you go!" DJ gently kicked Illis through Discord's doors. "NEXT!"

A medium built man with neatly groomed hair walked over. He had a sword strapped on each side of his waist, hung from his belt. "Alex the Cataclysm! Feeling dry tonight?" asked DJ.

Alex unsheathed his sword and aimed for DJ's neck. "Who said you could be friendly with me? Want to see how I teach noobs?" Alex threatened as he leaned closer.

Unbeknownst to him, DJ had already pulled one of his guns and aimed it straight for his navel. "Who's faster? Your sword or my gun?"

"YOU DARE?! I'll show you why they call me Cataclysm!" screamed Alex.

The door of Discord swung open. "Mr Alexander Williams! To what to I owe the pleasure of showing me the scene before me."

Alex quickly sheathe his sword and stood respectfully before Amro. "Nothing, Mr Stark! Just some play fighting!"

"DJ?" asked Amro.

"Nothing to worry about Sir Amro." Declared DJ.

"Good! Let's keep it that way!" Amro walked a little past Alex and tapped him on the shoulder, giving him one final warning. "Be on your best behavior. You don't want to be breaking my rules now, would you?"

Alex worriedly shook his head. "No! No! I wouldn't even dream of it!"

"Good! Good! Bar's already open. Show stars in an hour! Our new nightingale has big shoes to fill!" Amro let the whole crowd in front of Discord hear. Since he was here, might as well promote Eliza a little.

DJ pulled the doors open. "In you go… Alex!"

"You!" Alex huffed and stomped but no longer said another word and just charged in.

Alex walked straight to the bar where Illis was already seated, along with a man that had long flowing silver hair. His tall and imposing figure looked as if he was looking down on Illis, even when he was already seated.

A few minutes of being stared down by this man caused Illis to blow up in fury! "JOHN! What's your problem?!"

John simply sat and supported his head with his hand that was resting on the bar. Illis got no response.

"PEGAZ! Are you listening? I said, what's your problem?" Illis eyes started change color. They appeared to change into a scarlet hue.

Illis' shouting attracted the attention of the few patrons that Discord had at the moment.

"Oh, shit! It's the Heartless Berserker! He's going to fight with The Idler!"

"A fight? Did they forget the rules?

"FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!"

Various murmurs and cheers erupted from the crowd, but Illis and John paid it no mind.

Illis pushed his chair out and stood up, veins bulging with breath now steaming. He was reaching his fighting form.

The heat emanating from Illis' body caused John to finally take notice and look up. His bright silver eyes measuring how much of a threat Illis actually posed to him now. He smiled after estimating the likelihood of his success.

John remained unmoving even with Illis moving closer. The moment Illis pulled back his fist and tightened his muscles and shout came from the bar.

"STOP!"

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