With slow robotic steps he looked toward Clover, before heading toward the secret bas.e.m.e.nt, he had only one thought in mind, it was to claim all the research that had been done, to be his, so the archeologists would not be killed.

"Raigar! Wait!" Clover roared before looking at him emotionally. "Whatever you do now, it will be too late. Take this and Leave!" He roared before turning his back to the middle aged brown-head.

"But head Clover-" he began, before being interrupted by one of the other senior researchers. "Our research is the most important thing here Raigar, and all of it can be summed up within that book, so go! Run, save yourself, Ohara cannot have been a useless inst.i.tute! Leave here before it is too late!" he roared as he too turned his back on the one he had considered to be the most promising of the generation.

"But, the people-" Raigar continued, desperation lacing his tone. "They are neither your responsibility nor your portion of mental consideration. You are an outsider so leave while you still can and do Ohara a favor while you do" an emotionless voice rang out clearly in the air as a palpable and grim air of finality set into the air.

"The scholars of Ohara have built their bed, now they shall lay in it!" A deep booming voice echoed as the fleeing foreigner shed a few choked gasps of parting as he ran quickly into the outside world, tears streaming down his clean shaven face. His brown hair swam in the scanty wind as his footing became harder and harder.

The everyday faces that he had gotten used to seeing for the past decades looked at the familiar streaking figure with curiosity, before shrugging their shoulders and continuing on with their daily lives. Before once again they had been interrupted by a running black clothed blob that ran desperately into the library.

Raigar's mind was a mess as he remembered the faces of the old and gentle elders that had held him company for so long, a part of him yearned to turn back and return, to die along with the ones he had seen as comrades, his crew that had accompanied him on the quest within the sea of knowledge and discovery, but as he had learnt from the scant interaction that he had with both his father and his brothers, the captain's word is supreme.

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With a dull thrum and a heavy heart, he ran on, looking one final time at the ones that had their daily lives around there, he would obey his teacher's final orders, then throw himself at the gates of Mary Geoisse with a vengeance that he had never known before.

It had been years since his brother's death and he had not felt this sad even back then, he attributed it to the fact that he had known these people for longer than he had known the late Roger, at one point, he had even resolved himself to have nothing to do with the D name.

He had never quite forgiven his father for leaving him as a child back then, though he understood that where he was, a child would only face a horrifying fate. Nonetheless he had believed that any family that had prized adventure over the rest of the family would not be worth being a part of.

So back then when he had faced his father for what would have been the first time within his then short life, he had left, thrown a monstrous fit and gone as far as to insult everything the man that was his father had stood for, even still he had been given a tiny compa.s.s that he had later learned was an eternal pose, to one day find him, if HE had it in his heart to forgive the old MAN.

facing this situation right now, he could not help but sympathize however slightly, with what had been his father's situation.

Slowly with the area around him zooming past and a sudden deafening crack in the air he had no choice but to turn around to the world that had been his home for the majority of his life and say, Goodbye...

( SAUL )

Saul hissed softly as he trudged quickly through the countryside. With a heavy heart he committed what he had seen around him to memory, 'Robin where are you?' the inquisitive part of his mind queered as he grew steadily more desperate. Robin was his only friend within this desperate land and he wished with all his heart, that she at least would survive through the nightmare that he was sure would happen to this blissful island shortly.

As he worried, he saw with the corner of his vision the shooting figure of a man who looked like his life depended on the running that he was doing right now, with a torpedo like force the speeding blur rammed hard into the exposed stomach of the part confounded and part worried Saul.

"Must...listen to…..the captain" a dull voice rang out from the sweating and p.r.o.ne form that lay spear eagled on the floor, sobs racking his body. With a dull moan the middle aged man slowly got to his feet before shuddering at the thunderous noise that now began to ring in the background.

Saul now more worried than he had ever been immediately disposed all the thoughts he considered useless in his head before clutching hard at the nervous wreck before him.

"Have you seen Robin?" he asked in his forceful voice tugging hard at the now conscious man's numb shoulders. "Ro..bin?" He asked brokenly before scenes of black haired blue eyed little child appeared before his eyes, bringing him fully back into the moment.

"I saw her…. She was running toward the library!" he said anxiously as he looked at the towering figure in front of him. "Save her! Please! I don't want to live in a world where I am the only one who shall survive!" he said hurriedly.

Saul looked confounded at the man before him before hesitantly nodding his head. No more did he care for the man before him who after seeing the nod of the giant seemed to have gotten a burst of energy as he trotted away.

'Robin where are you?'