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A smile came across Leona's face, once Orion fell to his knees. The look suited him, she was use to other dropping before her. She was still filled with rage at the moment and the wrong words could cause her to snap. She listened to Orion's words closely, since it might have been his last. She was done toying with Orion and ready to crush his throat but paused when he mentioned that 'others have not helped you.' His words pierced right thru her armor and sank deep into her heart. It was true, for as long as Leona could remember she was always feared and never loved. No one ever tried to help her control her powers, instead they locked her away like an animal.

" Better myself I.. I do not need too I am powerful." Her voice crackled filled with conflicting thoughts.

Orion's words was weighing heavy on Leona. The gravity around her began to let up and soon returned to normal. Aside from the gravity her eyes returned to normal. Leona was calming down until Orion said that she never hand control to begin with. She may have lost control of her powers but she would never admit it. Her pale skin suddenly became a bright red. Leona blushed when Orion looked into her eyes and said he was a nice guy.

" 'Ow dare you. I am in full control of my powers. You speak as if you know who I am. well you 'ar wrong. I will 'ave no problem taking your life or anyone else's. Why should I care, if you are strong you live and if you 'ar weak you die. I don't need help." She said in her thick French accent.

Leona felt uneasy and confused. Here she was ready to break every bone in this man's body , yet he was still willing to help her. She was riddled by many conflicting feeling, which only made her raise her defensives. She kept insisting that she did not need any help but deep down she wanted help. She wanted someone to care for her, someone who could see her as a person and not only a weapon.

"You foolish little man." She sighed. "Very well, I will allow you to live, only because it tis 'ard for me to find someone to train with. You 'ar much more , ahm how do you say durable?" She was lying but there was no need for her to tell him the truth.

Leona glared at the newcomer. Noticing his arm it was obvious that he was also a weapon. The man was a gun, something that Leona disliked. Guns were very loud and required no stills to wield in her opinion. She simply ignored the man, offering him no greeting. She was shocked when Orion talked to the man about their arrangement, which she forgot. She never expected Orion to live this long after all, so the thought of becoming his partner was ridiculous. Despite her feelings, she did make him a promise and Leona did not intend on going back on her word.

Orion extended his hand and armed himself with a charming smile. Once more Leona blushed slightly. She did not know why but somehow the he managed to get under her skin. Worst of all Orion's smile burnt an image in her head. She slapped his hand away and crossed her arms along her chest.

"Such a foolish little man you are. Fine I will honor our agreement on one condition. You must treat me to a slice of cheese cake. If you can manage that then I Leona Finch shall be your weapon." The tone of her voice was much more gentle than before.

Leona closed her eyes and her body glowed with a bright light. Leona reverted into her weapon form. She felt it was important to reveal her true form to Orion if he intended to wield her. It had been so long since she had the need to transform, seeing how she never had a need too. The staff levitated off of the ground awaiting Orion. Raw power was being emitted from the staff, which caused tiny bits of rubble to levitate as well.

Michael smiled as he understood and said "I'm sorry laddie. I was just trying to help. I'm Michael." He said holding out his right hand which was no longer a gun. "And I completely understand this concept of your sparring. If I had known I would of left you alone laddie." Michael turned to leave and said to the weapon in the man's hand, "If you ever want to spar or clash steel, just let me know." He said as his left arm changed into a Katana blade. The Irish boy started to walk over to the center of the field and went through the motions of Katana training. While he was doing this he thought the boy he had met would be a good friend and he said to himself with his Irish accent heavy, "Maybe I could have a friend, the lad seemed nice enough."

Michael waved goodbye to the boy and lady and then went back to the lady, he then called out to Orion, the names Michael, by the way laddie." He then wished he could join them but he knew that they were going off to get to know each other, so he just turned and started to walk off.

Michael decided to go for a walk around death city being he was done training. With one last slash and a shot into the target, he turned and left for a walk.
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