A.N: Pic right there is a new Solo Leveling fanfic I'll start soon. Thanks for votes reads and comments. ENJOY!
Cale knew he couldn't avoid Choi Han forever. But man was this awkward... Choi Han was just sitting on a sofa facing him with a blank expression.
"So... Mr. Swordsman? Is there a reason you wished to see me?" Smiled Cale.
"... Yes. Young Master I wish to thank you for your hospitality. And also would wish to pay you back, so is there anything you need from me?" Muttered the Swordsman his eyes unblinking.
"Really...? Well, I guess I do need your help for something." Cale grinned eyes predatory.
Choi Han couldn't help but shiver, this man... was terrifying did he know that?
"Well two things. Don't worry both are easy for you. First one is simple rescuing a dragon." Cale said simply like hadn't just dropped a bomb of info in one go.
Choi Han blinked and couldn't help but cringe hearing the words.
Rescuing a dragon was fine... but what in the actual hell captured/injured one in the first place?!
"Next I need you to pick up two stragglers a girl with red hair and a boy who looks real... tired...? I'll tell you the same thing I told Hong and On, you'll know them when you see them."
Cale simply shrugged.
Meanwhile Choi Han's mind was reeling what the hay was wrong with this guy.
He seemed so at ease almost like he didn't know the extent of his words.
"So what do you say?" Smiled the Red-head.
Choi Han blinked before sighing.
"Young master... may I ask... sigh nevermind just tell me when you need me." The Swordsman sounded exhausted.
Cale's grin grew wider.
"Great! Meet me in my room at midnight. See ya there!"
Choi Han sweatdropped.
This Young master was going to be the death of him.
Choi Han frowned thinking about the missions he was given.
He didn't wish to bother the young master even if he knew he wouldn't be able to save someone...
He'd failed every time he tried.
Slay a monster. Piece of cake.
Help save a Dragon...
He had doubts he kept second guessing himself.
Despite that he waited till midnight and entered his young masters bedroom.
Sneaking around wasn't his Forte.
He could do it but the crazy old butler would catch him. And yet nothing...
He slowly opened his young master's bedroom.
The sight made him fill with rage.
There was the same uniform... the white star and the smaller red ones.
"Chill, we need to sneak in somehow. Don't worry I'll put on a punching dummy after the mission." The red-head muttered wryly.
Choi Han calmed at Cale's slightly insensitive comment.
"Alright let's go."
Without even giving time for the Swordsman to breathe he jumped out the window.
Choi Han rushed out following the young master worried for his safety.
Only to find him jumping from roof to roof in a quiet and agile manner.
Choi Han quickly followed him not wasting time to catch up.
"So~ did the drug work?" Cale asked in a soft sing-song voice.
"Drug?" Asked Choi Han.
"Yeah I drugged everyone in there and asked Ron and Beacrox to go on a long errand." Grinned the red-head.
Choi Han sweatdropped this young master was... way to good at this.
It was concerning.
They continued sneaking around.
Until finally they reached the place
Time skip
Choi Han could not see why the young master needed him...
He easily beat the dragon abusers with swift, calm, and calculated movements.
It reminded him of the traditional dances he'd heard of back in Korea.
But it didn't matter, Cale simply showed no mercy and no hint of slowing down as blood colored his already red hair bloody.
And the splatters of blood the clung to the black fabric.
Speaking of clinging, the sweat also made the black fabric Cling on to him showing his figure perfectly even if clothed.
Twin daggers in both his hands were now glinting a menacing red.
And to make it even more intense even through mask Choi Han could see a manic grin as more bodies fell on the ground.
(I need fan art of this. *Nosebleed*)
Choi Han still did his job knocking out the people insane enough to capture a dragon.
After killing a few more unlucky fools Cale slowed down, he then made a 'follow me' gesture as he began to walk.
Choi Han couldn't believe how well the red-head knew the compound...
Finally they found the room.
Inside laid a small dragon covered in blood and scars. Lying tiredly on the floor.
Cale gently sheethed one of his blades and walked toward the baby.
Raising the blade in a high arc, Choi Han tensed ready to stop the attack... when-
*CLUNK*
The large collar fell down the floor.
He then grabbed the blade and sheethed it, before gingerly picking up the child.
The red head then pulled out-
A baby bottle?!
The sloshing liquid was odd, it sparkled and gave a magical feel.
He quickly put it in the dragon's mouth and watched as the child greedily sucked the bottle.
A soft glow surrounded the dragon's injuries, and then disappeared leaving no visible marks.
'Ah, a healing potion-...
'But seriously?! A baby bottle?!' Thought Choi Han exasperated at the odd young master.
Cale gently carried the child rocking it till it slowly fell asleep.
He pulled out the empty bottle, and carried the dragon.
"Let's go, Choi Han." Smiled Cale.
For once the smile didn't look like a threat, instead it looked kind and almost parent like.
And Choi Han found it creeper than his regular smile.
'There is no way in hell I'm falling for that motherly smile! You just killed around 73 men (and women) in cold blood while grinning 10 minutes ago!!!'
Cale then proceeded to walk away making sure to step on the bodies of his victims on the way out just out of spite.
(A.N: Sorry for not updating school has been hectic. As for next chapter Choi Han will act more like the Choi Han we know but for now he's acting like Cale acts around Ron. Bye!)
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FanfictionDisclaimer:TCF doesn't belong to me! OG! Cale was sick of Deruth's bull crap, so he planned on running away from his home. The God Of Death (who had taking a liking to the witty child) took him to another dimension where he was raised by Kim Rok Soo...
