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NOTE: Okay dont bash me about law and government, I dont know anything about court and Ill leave it as a new system to the New age XD, I never got in trouble to go their. I tried my best guys. Also those character and this story was here way before the other started XD

Sorry this took me so long, it was actually sitting around in my st.ash folder and I needed to get it otu as well as the rest of my stories I have been RPing recently. Also no artwork for this thing this time. I couldnt think of anything to draw at the moment. And I left it as this format as it was easier to organize.

I helped out in cleaning some material so its a straight forward processed story line and in her liking on how she sets it up ^^ the chat room is an awesome place to get a fast pace story going! I recommend the other characters of to join into these chat rooms and do it themselves!!

BTW first person to know were I recycled this drawing from get some major cool points ^^

So below is the story! Enjoy the show!!

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Characters enrolled:

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by yours truely
by NikkiParx019

Random cast characters:

Damien: Lieutenant ranked Guard

Charlie: Very Old Parliament

The Night Sheathe - Part 3

The Mayor stood in the middle of the embassy study as the trail with four Jury men and The Parliaments on his side with Truss sitting on the side with his arms crossed, "all at ease for the next offender, Sabine" he mewed , correcting his glasses as he flips through the files to hear the door open.

As being forcefully dragged into the court, Sabine was still some what tired from the beverage and commotion last nightfall. "I can walk without you dragging me around almost ripping out my fur." she growled under her breath as the same idiotic guard with 2 others continued on not hearing a word she said.

Damien placed a hand on her shoulder and leans in to her ear for a whisper, "listen to me, this is not the place you want to make a scene, the mayor is trying to predict your fate" he moved away looking at her as he pulled her robe down, "for the sake of New Age, just calm down" he mewed crossing his arms.

Anger boiling she relaxed, doing her best not to lash out at the gaurd Damien. "Watch what you touch!" she snarled under her breath as she awaited to be told to sit. It was common sense to do so in a court room. Her ears burning with the closed in anger against Damien, as her ears twitched over to the sight of Marcus and that familiar cat from whom she fought.

Marcus raises the file and place the hammer down, "alright the Prosecutor will amend his case for the trail of Sabine who has commited a crime in thievery and Breaking into a government establishment" he mewed as the man as one fo the Parliament stood forth (abotu to speak as Charlie)

Seeing as things were coming to order she awaited her role in this court. Bowing her head slightly in if to say to Marcus, "Thank you for what you have done." before waiting his gesture to seat herself. She was still sort of new to the whole court situation, and what it has in dealing out such things.

"Thank you Mayor" he mewed, "now some folks would say that a petty thief could be a simple crime, brush a few brooms here and their and I wrong" he told the people around him, "But lets not get thing turned around for this young lady, she didnt just steal in any home, she stole in a ground of the most powerful man in New Age" he yowled, "now not only is she not a part of our culture, she is also in link with the Fang Thieves" he began to hear whispers in the audience as he raises his hand to calm them down, "now dont you think its weird that of all people to try and take on this man, is making a grave mistake" he nodded with a smile as he went back to sit down.

"I rest my case Mayor" he mewed

Still semi standing she relaxed herself to fully seat herself. "What a political theif, twisting words to please the ear." she huffed beneath her breathe. Relaxing in the chair her tail swayed in furious motion, as she awaited some other sort of comprehension. Grunting a bit in clearing her throat, she hoped Marcus was true to his word and would work things out through this matted fur of a crowd.

"Thank you" He hit the hammer, "and the defendant" he mewed as Damien Stepped forward, "right here", he looked at her with a wink.

Disgusted she snuffed him a bit, still keeping eyes focused upon Marcus. 'Please let this role through nice and easy. Fast would be nice." she said to herself mentally as her tail continued to sway about, now adding in a few small ear twitches. "What a clown.." she huffed at Damien.

He stood forth from the Mayor as he walked around from the people and walked around, "Mayor as you already know I was in charge of the post, As an officer in charge I....left my guard down a bit" he mewed as he explained the story of the two fighting, "now I know what your saying, she stole something, but she is fighting for a cause she has no choice of" He called out, "she stands in the struggle where not many of you have to suffer, and if I am right she made a risk to steal and make a payment to people SHE believes would offer her better than what we could do" more whispers started to call out as Marcus his his hammer, "look what I see here is not a criminal, but a confused and misguided girl" he mewed, "but she is not just a common girl either, in my report and combined with Truss's she has defenses capabilities that bested me and Truss in our fields of combat. He has a drive that we, all ferals alike could use in our military" he looked at the Prosecutor, "and as it all stands we need that here, we are all ferals alike and I believe with here as a representative of where she grows, she could role model others from the same place to grow our city into something better"

Charlie stood up "objection!, this woman is nothing but a street rat who will cause more harm into trading out se-" Marcus slams his hammer.

"sustained Charlie" he mewed

Looking in awe, a small smile spread across her maw. She finally knew where all fo this was going. "Thank you..." she hushly whispered. Her head bowed some in thanks as her ears went back in recognition. Awaiting any further questioning, or questions straight to her she kept herself seated. Though bare handed, she could still scratch the day lights out of the idiot twisting words, and yelling objection. Barely able to hold back she scratch her claws against the chair making a squeak, which she didn't intend to do. Hoping it wouldn't start anything or make things overly quiet.

The Mayor looked at the Prosecutor, "Parliament Charlie, I understand your concern for outsiders, but please keep calm and keep things professional" he mewed as Charlie nodded, clearing his throat as Damien turned to Sabine, "Sabine" he paused as she looked up, "when you were at the Embassy, where you after more of the treasure, was you even aware that the mayor was here?" he asked her, his eyes serious.

"Did I know? I've had no clue except small intel that there was no warm body near." she mewed turning her gaze to Damien. Tail still nervously swaying rustling some small pebbles near it. "I was only doing what I could to save lives of the young ones that reminded me of myself, as well as their families." she meowed with concern in her tone before beginning to get up in a defense.

Damien nodded and turned to Marcus, "I rest my case" he mewed sitting down as Charlie got up, his old body grumbling as he walks back up looking at his golden watch and closing it

"If I may call Sabine to the stand?" he asked telling her to sit at the podium for questioning.

Unsure she took a deep breath then approached the stand. Slightly scoffing as she passed the old prosecutor who called her up there. "Yes?" she mewed with a cold tone as she sat herself down in the chair. Looking about the crown and jury as her tail wrapped around the chair in nerves.

Charlie stood with confidence and profession as he looked at her, "Sabine, if it may seem that you are in reason to steal for some...people you implied...are these people also theives themselves, could they just be the same bandits to, how you say, smuggle some secrets or are they even people at all?" he mewed, "if these people are really suffering, why havent they even called for help, where exactly are these "felines" you may call your family" he mewed as Truss looks over trying to read what Charlie was saying.

Damien stood up, as the hammer hit, "hold all calls I want to hear this as well" Marcus replied

"These felines are not theives at all except for food which the young ones steal or earn from time to time! There are refugees from all over the caverns from places we don't even knew existed! These poor cats are living in a so called life of poor poverty, you New Age cats would call. Us we call it 'Two lives until death. which is a horrible way of life. Many are to afraid or have been abandoned by family or you cats and others that they decide to fend for themselves, But the old and weak can not!" she half screamed at Charlie as she stood up in anger. Fur bristling as her tail entwined looking for something to throw at the ineligible buffoon who had asked her such a question.

Charlies fur rose to counter her anger as he coughed, "as what you would say, but to us they could be a small army" he mewed, "I rest my case" he held both arms behind his back and walks over to the seat. Marcus looks down at her, seeing she was getting afraid from all this, "mam you may take your seat" he mewed as Damien stood up.

Still in a rage she heard his words and returned to her seat near Damien. Slowly her fur smoothing out as her emotions rested some, except for the emotion of sorrow. 'Why did I do that?!' she pondered in her head. As she looked down upon her lap she awaited for what would come next.

Damien placed his paw on her shoulder, "this is court, they have ways of getting to your head" he mewed hoping she would take the advice, "speak everything truthfully to the best of your ability, your doing good but dial back the anger" he wispered and stood up walking into the poduim, "I want to call in a suprise witness to the stand" he mewed pointing at Truss, "Lieutenant Truss Ashford" he mewed as he walks over, his eyes in a serious stare at Damien, "hows it going old partner" he shook hands with him

Truss sat down as Damien looks over, "this man was the one who captured her after stealing the Contrast Gem, But the real point was this" he pointed at him, "werent you also once living in the old ruins of the underground city?" he mewed as Truss looked at him confused.

Finally hearing the name, her past flashed through her mind. 'It's him!! It's really him!' she cheered inside. Glee overwhelming her as she stood up starting to say 'It's you." but stopped knowing it would be out of speak in the court. She wasn't the one up their or allowed speech.

"Well I" he tried to collect his thoughts, "I mean I was just a young kitten back then, I barely remember anything after the fall from the top of New age" he mewed holding his forehead, "but it is true though, I know their are sick and injured out their, but am I a hundred percent sure, no"

Damien looked down with discouragement, Damien spoke, "But surely remember something about the Underground city, at least tell us about her. What do you see in this?" he points at Sabine, "is it true that their are innocent lives in danger out their?"

Continuing to stand she leaned against the rails of where she was seated at the beginning, staring at the brute known as Truce. Eyes wide as if saying 'Come on you remember me!", as her tailed tightened it's grip on her chair awaiting his response. 'Oh come on! You know you know me!' she screamed within herself, as her claws dug deep into the varnish. Peeling some away from the original making.

Truss Crossed his arms, "hmmm I dont know" he mewed, looking at her, "but as an adventurer, I do believe in this person's word if their are a group of hungry thieves after treasure, they must be trading it off to someone higher" he mewed, "and for that I have heard murder cases, violent activity and all from the group of the Fang thieves" he stares at her, "What I see is a Very dangerous woman who knows fighting skills that could match our own" Damien looks at him in shock, "it took everything I had to catch her, and if she is that strong to get away then their will be more of them, possibly alot tougher, maybe even smarter, highly educated leaders of their own groups" he looked to the side, "which is my reason we need people like her to aid us in such delimas, she grew up in the streets of the underground, she can support us with proper intel of the battlefield if required. She will be a good field specialist if she was a guard traveling through her own territory" he mewed.

Eyes opening wide she fell back in her chair half heartedly conscious for both facts given.......

Mumers spread around, agreements and disagreements as Marcus hits the hammer, "order in the court" he called as the crowd went silent and Charlie looked through his notes, his mind in a lock.

Damien sigh as he rolled with it, "exactly my point, think about it people, a representative of the underground bearing our symbol, a ranked officer" he mewed to the crowd, "this is a rare opportunity for us to not only give her a second chance and rot in jail for her life or worse, but to turn her path to something good and give the poor fellows from the underground a meaning that we are for the good of our kind and will help" he said proudly, "I rest my case" he walks back as Marcus order truss to go back and sit down with the Jury.

Charlie coughs as he gets up, "well Ill...have to admit that was an astounding speech" he mewed holding a napkin and drying his palms with sweat, "seeing as how "promising" this girl is, one problem still lies in all this?" he looks at Marcus, "this whole delima was cause by just one girl, and if say she was a Guard, how do you know if she would agree to the oath?" he looks back, "dont tell me your curious if she would go turn coat, a spy for the corps, its a dangerous and risky idea" he looks back, "Marcus reconsider, I have two sons, one Daughter, and ten grandchildren , Ive walked these tunnels for seventeen years and the last thing I want is to put them in jeopardy" he coughed holding up his napkin. "they are my treasure and I would never forgive myself if I was the decider of their faith in this child's hands" he points at Sabine.

Marcus closes his eyes and places his hands together, "what would you propose then, we just kill a child to save hundreds?" he mewed at him, "I understand your concern, but their are possibly hundred, maybe a thousand things to worry about more than this girl, You and I know the truth in that, he said in a stern voice.

"Pfft you see me as a flea infected, piece of left over carcass." she bluntly stayed spitting some at Charlie. "Get your facts straight, not all theives are so inconsiderate and revolt against ones who truly cared to lend a paw." she huffed releasing her claws from the varnish. "Excuse me for speaking out sir, Marcus." she gently purred knowing the old cat was considerable, and kind. Her tail still swaying looking for her dagger, for some reason the thought carried in her mind to prove a point.

Damien pulled up her cuffs as she yelp, "be quiet" he hissed at her ear as the hammer bailed, Marcus looks up and correct his lenses, "alright meeting is a close the Jury will be placed in the judging hall and will continue after a five minutes (if it takes that long that is)

Everyone rose as Damien pulled her up, "come on were heading for the room next door" he asked her kindly

"Fine.." she sighed realizing she had just turned her chances into more of a debatable fate. Tail dragging behind her as she followed the brute. Questioning his antics some, but awaiting their arrival in the room.

They both sat down as Damien crossed his arms looking over at Charlie as he talks to the other people in the crowd, "the moment of truth" he mewed give off a deep breath, "man that was exhausting, I hate being the Defendant, this stuff is hard work!" he hissed at himself as he looks at Sabine, "how are you holding up?" he mewed

"I'm hanging in there I guess. But if I had my chance Charlie would be gone." she growled glaring a bit behind Damien to see the ill concieved. "Now a question for you." she purred some prying all knowledge in her mind into a formal way of saying this sentence. For her mind was becoming fogged.

Damine kept his arms crosses as he looked over" what is it?, last I checked your the one being questioned" he med wagging his tail in fustration.

"Is there anyway I can get out of these cuffs, wear my cloak, and hold my daggers in a questioning with Truss? I know him from my kithood, I swear!" she leaned forward whispering some of this into his ear so all wouldn't know. "I have a feeling it might spark something before whatever my fate will come to." she sighed hanging her head some.

Damien gave in a hiss and stood up, "do you think im mental, to hell with that idea, first of all I would get hanged over my tail if I even thought about letting you go troll off somewhere and second I dont even have the Key, marcus does" he keeps a hand on his sword, "look Sabine, the Jury is about to be done, just hold up and everything will be done shortly" then it struck him, "wait what DO you now about Truss, I was the one that Grew up with him" he mewed with a hint of anger, "I knew him much more than you, my mentor was the one that saved him from the fall from the sky"

Damien gave in a hiss and stood up, "do you think im mental, to hell with that idea, first of all I would get hanged over my tail if I even thought about letting you go troll off somewhere and second I dont even have the Key, marcus does" he keeps a hand on his sword, "look sabine, the Jury is about to be done, just hold up and everything will be done shortly" then it struck him, "wait what DO you now about Truss, I was the one that Grew up with him" he mewed with a hint of anger, "I knew him much more than you, my mentor was the one that saved him from the fall from the sky"

"I knew Truss from my kithood." she sighed. "He was such a scoundrel, and I so fiesty. We would always play around with The Fang Gang, and try to keep them away from certain cats we knew living round where they were." she lightly chuckled. "He had his toys he made. I a semi-beginner in close combat, armed with my special daggers." she lightly smiled. "He never met up with me at our meeting place to go adventuring." her ears drooped in sorrow. "I thought he had either been killed, found by the gang, or caught by one of your cats. I never knew he was alive until now." she went silent for a moment. "But now it hurts me to see that he doesn't remember me or what I was in his past life." a single tear fell from her left cheek, as her tail wrapped around her ankle in a comforting sort of way.

Damien ears dropped from it as he pulls out a cloth, "well right now you need to get out of this mess, I cannot break the law, I gave an oath" he mewed hearing the call from the Embassy court room, "I dont know about Truss before hand, but now is not his battle, this is yours. We will talk about this later after your hearing" he mewed, "Sabine...if it makes you at ease, I think it would be great if you became an addition to the New Age cats" he mewed picking her cuffs up and lifting her hands to put her in a hold, "this court is almost over alright" he told her, "just stand firm and strong, even if its the wrong direction"

Silently she nodded, barely swiping her eyes on the cloth before getting up. Head hung, as he led her back in for her hearing. "Nothing's a wrong way unless you choose to kill in cold blood.." she hushly spoke as her ears fell forward as if they were limp. She told herself stand strong, don't let your weakening body show. She began to stand straight head held high as her right ear remained folded as if over her scared eye. Sabine's legs had ached, as they began to tighten up and trip up as they continued walking.

Charlie, Marcus, and Damien stood together talking with each other as they passed on information from the Jury, then they all left to their seats, "I believe we have reach to a virdic" Marcus mewed as Charlie looked at her with a grunt, "as Charlie subscribed if we left her go as she please she will likely cause more trouble, "he mewed and looked at Damine, "as Damien suggest that he be a part of New age as a guard to attone to her crimes" he leaned down with a smile.

"Now the charges will be made" he mewed pulling out the paper as the Jury all stood

Nervous she clawed the inside of her paws accidently, leaving small scrapes. 'Please don't leave me to die! PLEASE don't...' she trailed off coming herself. Realizing that two of these cats were reasonable: Marcus, and Damien.

-calming

The jury listed the paper, "upon the multiple charges listed, attoned to the suspicion of attempted assassination, not guilty" he mewed, "the legitimate felony of stealing a relic from the embassy, guilty of minimal charges" he continued flipping a page, "assault against a Officer of the guard, guilty" he mewed holding the papers down, "all other charges have been sustained and cleared as not guilty" he mewed as the Mayor nodded thinking a bit

A bit confused on this, her legs began to buckle, as her mind started to fog. "Please hurry.." she whisperly groaned to Damien. "I-I can't last much longer." her voice trembled as she tried using her tail to latch onto something to keep her from falling any direction. "I.. I.. d-" she stopped her sentence as she tried her best to keep conscious and not to fall.

"Very well then, Ms. Sabine Traonce you have a choice" he ordered, "execution or expulsion to the outer border of our charts, or" he paused, "Remain in prison, maybe 2 days, Until you are given as a tested Guard, given your promise to prove to get your people back and gain the trust of New age as a full registered citizen of New age" he mewed

Damien shrugged, he spoke, "it was the best I could do" he mewed.

"the choice is yours, get your people here in agreement to get registered here or the other"

Nodding she tried her best to respond, " I rather not die, or be left to die in places unknown. I guess I;m left joining you species. I can not promise every cat I know from the outside with come to agreement with this, but I give you my word I will do my best to get them out of the refugee." she meowed bowing her head trying to keep herself upright. 'Don't loose yourself yet!' she screamed to within herself.

Mayor rammed the hammer, "very well, Truss will be joining you in the journey to the Underground city" he mewed

Charlie looks over and point his finger at her, "lets set something straight though, IF he does not come back within 3 days time, a bounty will be set for your head, a Big one" he said, giving a cough, "I hope you are worth it... I literally pray, not for your sake, but for my citizens" he mewed, limping away pulling out his watch to check the time.

Finally deciding she couldn't hold out long enough, Sabine's body collapsed. Tail releasing the thing it was grasping, as her eyelids fell upon her cheeks. "I held out." she smiled some as some dehydration and starvation had finally gotten to her. "Mind helping me up?" she swore she spoke these words but was completely unsure if so. Now what would happen now her mind raced as she tried to regrasp her path, and get up.

Damien sighed in relief as he pats her on the back, "alright were heading back for the cage, dont worry you'll be better treated this time, food too" he mewed holding her up, "also a stretch bed this time from the armory" he mewed having her in a hold, "This more like a probation till we are set" he mewed as they ran into Truss, damien suddenly feeling awkward from what he heard between her and him, "hey...buddy" he said as he held her.

Truss crossed his arms, "well I guess we will be seeing each other soon" he mewed looking at her with a cold stare.

Frazzled in confusion she nodded. "thanks Damien." she smiled finally feeling accepted, and as if she had started a new chapter in her life.

The end

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NOTE: Okay dont bash me about law and government, I dont know anything about court and Ill leave it as a new system to the New age XD, I never got in trouble to go their. I tried my best guys. Also those character and this story was here way before the other started XD

Sorry this took me so long, it was actually sitting around in my st.ash folder and I needed to get it otu as well as the rest of my stories I have been RPing recently. Also no artwork for this thing this time. I couldnt think of anything to draw at the moment. And I left it as this format as it was easier to organize.

I helped out in cleaning some material so its a straight forward processed story line and in her liking on how she sets it up ^^ the chat room is an awesome place to get a fast pace story going! I recommend the other characters of to join into these chat rooms and do it themselves!!

BTW first person to know were I recycled this drawing from get some major cool points ^^

So below is the story! Enjoy the show!!

Previous Part------>

First Part --->

Characters enrolled:

&
by yours truely
by NikkiParx019

Random cast characters:

Damien: Lieutenant ranked Guard

Charlie: Very Old Parliament

The Night Sheathe - Part 3

The Mayor stood in the middle of the embassy study as the trail with four Jury men and The Parliaments on his side with Truss sitting on the side with his arms crossed, "all at ease for the next offender, Sabine" he mewed , correcting his glasses as he flips through the files to hear the door open.

As being forcefully dragged into the court, Sabine was still some what tired from the beverage and commotion last nightfall. "I can walk without you dragging me around almost ripping out my fur." she growled under her breath as the same idiotic guard with 2 others continued on not hearing a word she said.

Damien placed a hand on her shoulder and leans in to her ear for a whisper, "listen to me, this is not the place you want to make a scene, the mayor is trying to predict your fate" he moved away looking at her as he pulled her robe down, "for the sake of New Age, just calm down" he mewed crossing his arms.

Anger boiling she relaxed, doing her best not to lash out at the gaurd Damien. "Watch what you touch!" she snarled under her breath as she awaited to be told to sit. It was common sense to do so in a court room. Her ears burning with the closed in anger against Damien, as her ears twitched over to the sight of Marcus and that familiar cat from whom she fought.

Marcus raises the file and place the hammer down, "alright the Prosecutor will amend his case for the trail of Sabine who has commited a crime in thievery and Breaking into a government establishment" he mewed as the man as one fo the Parliament stood forth (abotu to speak as Charlie)

Seeing as things were coming to order she awaited her role in this court. Bowing her head slightly in if to say to Marcus, "Thank you for what you have done." before waiting his gesture to seat herself. She was still sort of new to the whole court situation, and what it has in dealing out such things.

"Thank you Mayor" he mewed, "now some folks would say that a petty thief could be a simple crime, brush a few brooms here and their and I wrong" he told the people around him, "But lets not get thing turned around for this young lady, she didnt just steal in any home, she stole in a ground of the most powerful man in New Age" he yowled, "now not only is she not a part of our culture, she is also in link with the Fang Thieves" he began to hear whispers in the audience as he raises his hand to calm them down, "now dont you think its weird that of all people to try and take on this man, is making a grave mistake" he nodded with a smile as he went back to sit down.

"I rest my case Mayor" he mewed

Still semi standing she relaxed herself to fully seat herself. "What a political theif, twisting words to please the ear." she huffed beneath her breathe. Relaxing in the chair her tail swayed in furious motion, as she awaited some other sort of comprehension. Grunting a bit in clearing her throat, she hoped Marcus was true to his word and would work things out through this matted fur of a crowd.

"Thank you" He hit the hammer, "and the defendant" he mewed as Damien Stepped forward, "right here", he looked at her with a wink.

Disgusted she snuffed him a bit, still keeping eyes focused upon Marcus. 'Please let this role through nice and easy. Fast would be nice." she said to herself mentally as her tail continued to sway about, now adding in a few small ear twitches. "What a clown.." she huffed at Damien.

He stood forth from the Mayor as he walked around from the people and walked around, "Mayor as you already know I was in charge of the post, As an officer in charge I....left my guard down a bit" he mewed as he explained the story of the two fighting, "now I know what your saying, she stole something, but she is fighting for a cause she has no choice of" He called out, "she stands in the struggle where not many of you have to suffer, and if I am right she made a risk to steal and make a payment to people SHE believes would offer her better than what we could do" more whispers started to call out as Marcus his his hammer, "look what I see here is not a criminal, but a confused and misguided girl" he mewed, "but she is not just a common girl either, in my report and combined with Truss's she has defenses capabilities that bested me and Truss in our fields of combat. He has a drive that we, all ferals alike could use in our military" he looked at the Prosecutor, "and as it all stands we need that here, we are all ferals alike and I believe with here as a representative of where she grows, she could role model others from the same place to grow our city into something better"

Charlie stood up "objection!, this woman is nothing but a street rat who will cause more harm into trading out se-" Marcus slams his hammer.

"sustained Charlie" he mewed

Looking in awe, a small smile spread across her maw. She finally knew where all fo this was going. "Thank you..." she hushly whispered. Her head bowed some in thanks as her ears went back in recognition. Awaiting any further questioning, or questions straight to her she kept herself seated. Though bare handed, she could still scratch the day lights out of the idiot twisting words, and yelling objection. Barely able to hold back she scratch her claws against the chair making a squeak, which she didn't intend to do. Hoping it wouldn't start anything or make things overly quiet.

The Mayor looked at the Prosecutor, "Parliament Charlie, I understand your concern for outsiders, but please keep calm and keep things professional" he mewed as Charlie nodded, clearing his throat as Damien turned to Sabine, "Sabine" he paused as she looked up, "when you were at the Embassy, where you after more of the treasure, was you even aware that the mayor was here?" he asked her, his eyes serious.

"Did I know? I've had no clue except small intel that there was no warm body near." she mewed turning her gaze to Damien. Tail still nervously swaying rustling some small pebbles near it. "I was only doing what I could to save lives of the young ones that reminded me of myself, as well as their families." she meowed with concern in her tone before beginning to get up in a defense.

Damien nodded and turned to Marcus, "I rest my case" he mewed sitting down as Charlie got up, his old body grumbling as he walks back up looking at his golden watch and closing it

"If I may call Sabine to the stand?" he asked telling her to sit at the podium for questioning.

Unsure she took a deep breath then approached the stand. Slightly scoffing as she passed the old prosecutor who called her up there. "Yes?" she mewed with a cold tone as she sat herself down in the chair. Looking about the crown and jury as her tail wrapped around the chair in nerves.

Charlie stood with confidence and profession as he looked at her, "Sabine, if it may seem that you are in reason to steal for some...people you implied...are these people also theives themselves, could they just be the same bandits to, how you say, smuggle some secrets or are they even people at all?" he mewed, "if these people are really suffering, why havent they even called for help, where exactly are these "felines" you may call your family" he mewed as Truss looks over trying to read what Charlie was saying.

Damien stood up, as the hammer hit, "hold all calls I want to hear this as well" Marcus replied

"These felines are not theives at all except for food which the young ones steal or earn from time to time! There are refugees from all over the caverns from places we don't even knew existed! These poor cats are living in a so called life of poor poverty, you New Age cats would call. Us we call it 'Two lives until death. which is a horrible way of life. Many are to afraid or have been abandoned by family or you cats and others that they decide to fend for themselves, But the old and weak can not!" she half screamed at Charlie as she stood up in anger. Fur bristling as her tail entwined looking for something to throw at the ineligible buffoon who had asked her such a question.

Charlies fur rose to counter her anger as he coughed, "as what you would say, but to us they could be a small army" he mewed, "I rest my case" he held both arms behind his back and walks over to the seat. Marcus looks down at her, seeing she was getting afraid from all this, "mam you may take your seat" he mewed as Damien stood up.

Still in a rage she heard his words and returned to her seat near Damien. Slowly her fur smoothing out as her emotions rested some, except for the emotion of sorrow. 'Why did I do that?!' she pondered in her head. As she looked down upon her lap she awaited for what would come next.

Damien placed his paw on her shoulder, "this is court, they have ways of getting to your head" he mewed hoping she would take the advice, "speak everything truthfully to the best of your ability, your doing good but dial back the anger" he wispered and stood up walking into the poduim, "I want to call in a suprise witness to the stand" he mewed pointing at Truss, "Lieutenant Truss Ashford" he mewed as he walks over, his eyes in a serious stare at Damien, "hows it going old partner" he shook hands with him

Truss sat down as Damien looks over, "this man was the one who captured her after stealing the Contrast Gem, But the real point was this" he pointed at him, "werent you also once living in the old ruins of the underground city?" he mewed as Truss looked at him confused.

Finally hearing the name, her past flashed through her mind. 'It's him!! It's really him!' she cheered inside. Glee overwhelming her as she stood up starting to say 'It's you." but stopped knowing it would be out of speak in the court. She wasn't the one up their or allowed speech.

"Well I" he tried to collect his thoughts, "I mean I was just a young kitten back then, I barely remember anything after the fall from the top of New age" he mewed holding his forehead, "but it is true though, I know their are sick and injured out their, but am I a hundred percent sure, no"

Damien looked down with discouragement, Damien spoke, "But surely remember something about the Underground city, at least tell us about her. What do you see in this?" he points at Sabine, "is it true that their are innocent lives in danger out their?"

Continuing to stand she leaned against the rails of where she was seated at the beginning, staring at the brute known as Truce. Eyes wide as if saying 'Come on you remember me!", as her tailed tightened it's grip on her chair awaiting his response. 'Oh come on! You know you know me!' she screamed within herself, as her claws dug deep into the varnish. Peeling some away from the original making.

Truss Crossed his arms, "hmmm I dont know" he mewed, looking at her, "but as an adventurer, I do believe in this person's word if their are a group of hungry thieves after treasure, they must be trading it off to someone higher" he mewed, "and for that I have heard murder cases, violent activity and all from the group of the Fang thieves" he stares at her, "What I see is a Very dangerous woman who knows fighting skills that could match our own" Damien looks at him in shock, "it took everything I had to catch her, and if she is that strong to get away then their will be more of them, possibly alot tougher, maybe even smarter, highly educated leaders of their own groups" he looked to the side, "which is my reason we need people like her to aid us in such delimas, she grew up in the streets of the underground, she can support us with proper intel of the battlefield if required. She will be a good field specialist if she was a guard traveling through her own territory" he mewed.

Eyes opening wide she fell back in her chair half heartedly conscious for both facts given.......

Mumers spread around, agreements and disagreements as Marcus hits the hammer, "order in the court" he called as the crowd went silent and Charlie looked through his notes, his mind in a lock.

Damien sigh as he rolled with it, "exactly my point, think about it people, a representative of the underground bearing our symbol, a ranked officer" he mewed to the crowd, "this is a rare opportunity for us to not only give her a second chance and rot in jail for her life or worse, but to turn her path to something good and give the poor fellows from the underground a meaning that we are for the good of our kind and will help" he said proudly, "I rest my case" he walks back as Marcus order truss to go back and sit down with the Jury.

Charlie coughs as he gets up, "well Ill...have to admit that was an astounding speech" he mewed holding a napkin and drying his palms with sweat, "seeing as how "promising" this girl is, one problem still lies in all this?" he looks at Marcus, "this whole delima was cause by just one girl, and if say she was a Guard, how do you know if she would agree to the oath?" he looks back, "dont tell me your curious if she would go turn coat, a spy for the corps, its a dangerous and risky idea" he looks back, "Marcus reconsider, I have two sons, one Daughter, and ten grandchildren , Ive walked these tunnels for seventeen years and the last thing I want is to put them in jeopardy" he coughed holding up his napkin. "they are my treasure and I would never forgive myself if I was the decider of their faith in this child's hands" he points at Sabine.

Marcus closes his eyes and places his hands together, "what would you propose then, we just kill a child to save hundreds?" he mewed at him, "I understand your concern, but their are possibly hundred, maybe a thousand things to worry about more than this girl, You and I know the truth in that, he said in a stern voice.

"Pfft you see me as a flea infected, piece of left over carcass." she bluntly stayed spitting some at Charlie. "Get your facts straight, not all theives are so inconsiderate and revolt against ones who truly cared to lend a paw." she huffed releasing her claws from the varnish. "Excuse me for speaking out sir, Marcus." she gently purred knowing the old cat was considerable, and kind. Her tail still swaying looking for her dagger, for some reason the thought carried in her mind to prove a point.

Damien pulled up her cuffs as she yelp, "be quiet" he hissed at her ear as the hammer bailed, Marcus looks up and correct his lenses, "alright meeting is a close the Jury will be placed in the judging hall and will continue after a five minutes (if it takes that long that is)

Everyone rose as Damien pulled her up, "come on were heading for the room next door" he asked her kindly

"Fine.." she sighed realizing she had just turned her chances into more of a debatable fate. Tail dragging behind her as she followed the brute. Questioning his antics some, but awaiting their arrival in the room.

They both sat down as Damien crossed his arms looking over at Charlie as he talks to the other people in the crowd, "the moment of truth" he mewed give off a deep breath, "man that was exhausting, I hate being the Defendant, this stuff is hard work!" he hissed at himself as he looks at Sabine, "how are you holding up?" he mewed

"I'm hanging in there I guess. But if I had my chance Charlie would be gone." she growled glaring a bit behind Damien to see the ill concieved. "Now a question for you." she purred some prying all knowledge in her mind into a formal way of saying this sentence. For her mind was becoming fogged.

Damine kept his arms crosses as he looked over" what is it?, last I checked your the one being questioned" he med wagging his tail in fustration.

"Is there anyway I can get out of these cuffs, wear my cloak, and hold my daggers in a questioning with Truss? I know him from my kithood, I swear!" she leaned forward whispering some of this into his ear so all wouldn't know. "I have a feeling it might spark something before whatever my fate will come to." she sighed hanging her head some.

Damien gave in a hiss and stood up, "do you think im mental, to hell with that idea, first of all I would get hanged over my tail if I even thought about letting you go troll off somewhere and second I dont even have the Key, marcus does" he keeps a hand on his sword, "look Sabine, the Jury is about to be done, just hold up and everything will be done shortly" then it struck him, "wait what DO you now about Truss, I was the one that Grew up with him" he mewed with a hint of anger, "I knew him much more than you, my mentor was the one that saved him from the fall from the sky"

Damien gave in a hiss and stood up, "do you think im mental, to hell with that idea, first of all I would get hanged over my tail if I even thought about letting you go troll off somewhere and second I dont even have the Key, marcus does" he keeps a hand on his sword, "look sabine, the Jury is about to be done, just hold up and everything will be done shortly" then it struck him, "wait what DO you now about Truss, I was the one that Grew up with him" he mewed with a hint of anger, "I knew him much more than you, my mentor was the one that saved him from the fall from the sky"

"I knew Truss from my kithood." she sighed. "He was such a scoundrel, and I so fiesty. We would always play around with The Fang Gang, and try to keep them away from certain cats we knew living round where they were." she lightly chuckled. "He had his toys he made. I a semi-beginner in close combat, armed with my special daggers." she lightly smiled. "He never met up with me at our meeting place to go adventuring." her ears drooped in sorrow. "I thought he had either been killed, found by the gang, or caught by one of your cats. I never knew he was alive until now." she went silent for a moment. "But now it hurts me to see that he doesn't remember me or what I was in his past life." a single tear fell from her left cheek, as her tail wrapped around her ankle in a comforting sort of way.

Damien ears dropped from it as he pulls out a cloth, "well right now you need to get out of this mess, I cannot break the law, I gave an oath" he mewed hearing the call from the Embassy court room, "I dont know about Truss before hand, but now is not his battle, this is yours. We will talk about this later after your hearing" he mewed, "Sabine...if it makes you at ease, I think it would be great if you became an addition to the New Age cats" he mewed picking her cuffs up and lifting her hands to put her in a hold, "this court is almost over alright" he told her, "just stand firm and strong, even if its the wrong direction"

Silently she nodded, barely swiping her eyes on the cloth before getting up. Head hung, as he led her back in for her hearing. "Nothing's a wrong way unless you choose to kill in cold blood.." she hushly spoke as her ears fell forward as if they were limp. She told herself stand strong, don't let your weakening body show. She began to stand straight head held high as her right ear remained folded as if over her scared eye. Sabine's legs had ached, as they began to tighten up and trip up as they continued walking.

Charlie, Marcus, and Damien stood together talking with each other as they passed on information from the Jury, then they all left to their seats, "I believe we have reach to a virdic" Marcus mewed as Charlie looked at her with a grunt, "as Charlie subscribed if we left her go as she please she will likely cause more trouble, "he mewed and looked at Damine, "as Damien suggest that he be a part of New age as a guard to attone to her crimes" he leaned down with a smile.

"Now the charges will be made" he mewed pulling out the paper as the Jury all stood

Nervous she clawed the inside of her paws accidently, leaving small scrapes. 'Please don't leave me to die! PLEASE don't...' she trailed off coming herself. Realizing that two of these cats were reasonable: Marcus, and Damien.

-calming

The jury listed the paper, "upon the multiple charges listed, attoned to the suspicion of attempted assassination, not guilty" he mewed, "the legitimate felony of stealing a relic from the embassy, guilty of minimal charges" he continued flipping a page, "assault against a Officer of the guard, guilty" he mewed holding the papers down, "all other charges have been sustained and cleared as not guilty" he mewed as the Mayor nodded thinking a bit

A bit confused on this, her legs began to buckle, as her mind started to fog. "Please hurry.." she whisperly groaned to Damien. "I-I can't last much longer." her voice trembled as she tried using her tail to latch onto something to keep her from falling any direction. "I.. I.. d-" she stopped her sentence as she tried her best to keep conscious and not to fall.

"Very well then, Ms. Sabine Traonce you have a choice" he ordered, "execution or expulsion to the outer border of our charts, or" he paused, "Remain in prison, maybe 2 days, Until you are given as a tested Guard, given your promise to prove to get your people back and gain the trust of New age as a full registered citizen of New age" he mewed

Damien shrugged, he spoke, "it was the best I could do" he mewed.

"the choice is yours, get your people here in agreement to get registered here or the other"

Nodding she tried her best to respond, " I rather not die, or be left to die in places unknown. I guess I;m left joining you species. I can not promise every cat I know from the outside with come to agreement with this, but I give you my word I will do my best to get them out of the refugee." she meowed bowing her head trying to keep herself upright. 'Don't loose yourself yet!' she screamed to within herself.

Mayor rammed the hammer, "very well, Truss will be joining you in the journey to the Underground city" he mewed

Charlie looks over and point his finger at her, "lets set something straight though, IF he does not come back within 3 days time, a bounty will be set for your head, a Big one" he said, giving a cough, "I hope you are worth it... I literally pray, not for your sake, but for my citizens" he mewed, limping away pulling out his watch to check the time.

Finally deciding she couldn't hold out long enough, Sabine's body collapsed. Tail releasing the thing it was grasping, as her eyelids fell upon her cheeks. "I held out." she smiled some as some dehydration and starvation had finally gotten to her. "Mind helping me up?" she swore she spoke these words but was completely unsure if so. Now what would happen now her mind raced as she tried to regrasp her path, and get up.

Damien sighed in relief as he pats her on the back, "alright were heading back for the cage, dont worry you'll be better treated this time, food too" he mewed holding her up, "also a stretch bed this time from the armory" he mewed having her in a hold, "This more like a probation till we are set" he mewed as they ran into Truss, damien suddenly feeling awkward from what he heard between her and him, "hey...buddy" he said as he held her.

Truss crossed his arms, "well I guess we will be seeing each other soon" he mewed looking at her with a cold stare.

Frazzled in confusion she nodded. "thanks Damien." she smiled finally feeling accepted, and as if she had started a new chapter in her life.

The end