He lay there in the rain, unable to do anything but breath. well that wasn't entirely true. he had been gauging his surroundings for 3,000 years. even with his body being unconscious, his mind knew full well that the war was over and that his Great Commander had lost. But where did that leave him? His entire purpose was to kill the opposing forces, and he had allowed himself to get hit at the decisive moment of the battle. he still remembered the knight who had put him in this state. but now the curse would be lifting soon, and with it, he could finally find out what the world had done without it's rightful prince...<br/>____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________<br/><br/>"Master! Master! Oh gods, who did this to you?"<br/><br/>"Huh???" The man laying on the ground slowly registered he was no longer covered in his camouflage of underbrush in the clearing. "Is that you, Vulpis?" he mumbled as he sat up and rubbed his eyes. As he brought his hands away from his face, he was met with the site of a fox staring at him.<br/><br/>"So you finally decided to look for me, eh?" He joked, knowing full well the fox had not been able to leave his side for more than a day at a time. The fox frowned in agitation. "Just hurry up and change me back to my human form, master! You don't have any idea how long I have been stuck as a fox!"<br/><br/>The man chuckled. "About 3000 years give or take? Come on, admit it! A part of you likes being a fox! But I digress, you've waited long enough. Best we find a good place to stay, and foxes aren't domestic animals in this era." He said, bringing his hand to the foxes nose and muttering some magical incantations. The fox slowly changed to a human boy of around 19 with orange hair, sapphire blue eyes and a red shirt with blue jeans and white sneakers. The man looked at his handy work, and nodded. "And now I need to update my own wardrobe, my good familiar!" he said as his armor shifted to a white hoodie with a black greek symbol for Alpha on it. he was wearing black jeans now, and he sported a pair of fingerless red gloves his eyes were a piercing orange hue, his hair white as snow. He looked around for a moment and started walking to the north. Vulpis followed as an unspoken rule and soon the two were walking along a riverbank. Noticing a metal box rolling by on a black strip on the other side of the river, Vulpis decided to speak up. "Master, should we follow that path? It seems that there are humans going that way."<br/><br/>The man nodded. "Vulpis... quit the master crap for now. we've been friends since childhood, and there isn't anyone around who would know what you meant if they heard you. Just calling me Levi is fine."<br/><br/>Vulpis nodded. "Yes Mast- I mean sure thing Levi!"<br/><br/>The two walked on in silence after that until they reached a huge concrete area full of constructs with lights and furnishings in them. Levi sighed "Well I'll be damned! The things you miss when put under stasis, am I right?" he joked. Vulpis nodded. "You might want to hideyour horns with a hat. people are staring." he said. Levi obliged and pulled a hat over his head that he seemed to pull out of nowhere. A moment later however, one of those metal boxes came careening around the corner and hit Vulpis head on.<br/><br/>Levi shimmered out of existence for a fraction of a second as his familiar took the hit, then bent over to the young familiar. "Damn it! someone! Anyone? Does anyone know first aid?" he yelled, fully aware that using magic in such a populated place was a bad idea. "Damn driver! what were you thinki-" he stopped as a woman got out of the passenger side, running to his companion's side and began to help check for vitals. Another woman got out of the drivers side, younger and apparently a student driver of around 19. Levi just stopped his train of thought. "Well I guess I can't blame someone of your age..." he muttered.