Alon'e blade

- Hey, when are you going to show me how to use that? – Alon asked while pointing at Neron’s sniper rifle.

- You know you aren’t able to use it freely by yourself? Besides you have your own – Neron answered with a smile. He also pointed at Alon’s sniper rifle.

- I know – Alon looked down – I was just joking anyway – he added.

- Well, anyway – Neron started, Alon looked at him – I might give it to you someday, kid –

- Don’t call me a kid, you old man! – Alon exclaimed loudly while trying to roast Neron.

- Hey! I’m not **that** old – Neron tried to explain.

- Then why you have gray hair already? – Alon asked while still teasing Neron.

- You know why, besides I am only 29 years old – Neron laughed.

- Still. Old – Alon said while trying to look like he’s mad.

- Listen there you little… - Neron didn’t finished as he heard something in the bushes nearby. He turned his face towards the source of the noise. He stood up, Alon stood up along with him.

- What’s wrong? – Alon asked.

- There’s something in the bushes – Neron said quietly while reaching for his sniper rifle – it’s something bad too –

Alon also reached for his sniper rifle. Suddenly few armed people had jumped out of the bushes.

- Well, what do we have here..? – One of them asked.

- An Avian! – another one replied.

- Hunters… - Neron whispered underneath his breath. Alon, which stood the closest to Neron, had managed to hear this.

- Hunters? – he asked.

- People which hunt Avians for feathers and cyborgs for parts – Neron quickly explained. He looked really angry. Alon shivered at the thought that someone might be this gruesome.

- Yup, that’s us. Now let’s gemes Begin! – one of hunters exclaimed. He had a evil smile on his lips.

- Oh, and it won’t be easy – another hunter said.

He led out of bushes a dragon like beast. It reminded Neron of one specific accident with another dragon like beast which occured many years before.

- Should we attack it? – Alon asked.

- I think we have no other choice – Neron answered. He could just fly away but he didn’t wanted to leave Alon alone with the beast.

The hunter hed let the beast off the chain. It instantly charged at Alon for some reason. Neron quickly put a bayonet on on his sniper rifle and charged in managed to prevent beast from seriously hurting Alon. All the beast did was scratch Alon’s left cheek though.

- Alon, run! – Neron yelled.

Alon without hesitation started running away. He then tried to climb onto nearby tree but ended up falling off and getting bruises on his hands and scratches on his hands. He then heard a loud roar coming from the place at which fight was taking place. He then to came back to it only to see beast run into bushes and Neron just standing in the middle of the field, holding onto his left side with his right hand.

- Neron…? – Alon asked in concern.

Neron then turned his head to side looked at Alon. Blood was dripping from his mouth.

He then gave one last bloodied smile to Alon and then collapsed.

- Neron! – Alon yelled out and ran up to Neron. He then had a good look at Neron’s wound – It was really deep. He knew that he cannot help his mentor anymore, he felt like a complete failure.

He then Noticed that Neron had ripped off one of sleeves of his blue turtleneck and was holding it towards him along with the sniper rifle.

- I know… that I said that I’ll give it to you someday… I feel that it is this day... – Neron said it quietly, almost whispering.

Alon took the rifle and the cloth with thrembling hands.

- Alon, don’t worry, kid… it’ll be alright… - Neron tried to comfort Alon.

Alon then hugged Neron. They stayed like that for few minutes. Then Alon felt that Neron had slipped away from him. He then puts him down on the ground and then put Neron’s blood on Neron’s wings so nobody can use his feathers for anything. He stood up.

He then prayed that Neron’s soul will be safe. Alon suddenly felt that his current name doesn’t feel right on him anymore.

- From now on I will be known as… Silent Blade – he decided.