Miles away from Andalusst in the distant deserts lies a wealthy city filled with noble families and foreign travelers from all sorts of places... in one of the many large noble homes, an Arbok adorning many gold accessories slithers around the room.
"I hope they haven't come across any bandits on their way here..." he muttered, pacing around the large room, filled with servants awaiting commands. A petite Mawile sat in the couch of the living room they were in. "I'm sure they're fine... they're suppose to be ninjas, right?" she said, attempting to calm down her husband. The noble couple were expecting newly hired bodyguards this week... being almost the end of that said week, they were beginning to worry.
The Arbok seemed to finally give up, as he began making his way towards his personal office. "What are you going to do now?" The Mawile asked. "I'll write a letter to Yu-" he was cut off midway when they heard a knock on their large doors. Their servants looked to them, silently asking for permission. The Arbok nodded, which cued them to open the doors.
Once the double doors were opened completely, a team of four pokemon awaited at the entrance. "You may come in!" the Arbok exclaimed, happy to see them safe and sound. As they walked towards him, he couldn't help but notice that the pairs were conflicting types; a hooded Mienshao walked alongside a Linoone, with a Floatzel and Flareon following close behind.
"Whoa... this is amazing!!!" the Floatzel exclaimed as he looked at all the expensive decor. "Props to the one who thought of this design!" he added. Some of the servants couldn't help but giggle at his comment, being the ones who tidy the place up for guests. The Flareon slightly blushed, glaring at his companion. "Darn it, Morgan...! Don't make random comments like that," he warned.
Morgan's cheeky smile vanished, remembering the setting that they were in. "Oops, sorry..." he muttered, coughing a bit awkwardly. "Both of 'ya shush a'ready!" the Linoone exclaimed quietly to them, his odd accent standing out. The leading Mienshao couldn't help but smile at their antics.
Once they lined up in front of the serpent noble, they got to their knees and bowed, keeping the position for minutes on end. The Arbok glanced at his wife with a confused look on his face. She mouthed the words 'Culture' to him. He made an 'Oh' face before turning back to the ninjas. "Err... you may rise," he said a bit hesitantly. They all sat up, crossing their legs together [although the Flareon simply sat down]. "Go ahead and introduce yourselves... you're all my body guards, there's no need for silly formalities like this," the Arbok insisted.
The team glanced at each other before reluctantly standing up. The Mienshao pulled her hood off to reveal her face. The servants looked at each other nervously, some of them mouthing 'Wow'. She looked at the Arbok with a casual smile, possibly a sign of relief for the non-nonchalant atmosphere. "We're the ninja that you requested from Iapon, lord Samaha," she began. "I'm sorry for the late arrival. We weren't expecting so many hazards," she explained. "Anyways, I'm Honey..." she trailed off, glancing at her partners.
"Oh... my name's Scout!" the Linoone greeted with a small wave. "I'm obviously not a na'ive to Iapon, as you can tell..." he explained with a small chuckle. The Flareon glanced at him with a hint of sympathy in his eyes before turning back towards the Arbok known as Lord Samaha. "My name's Ryu... I hope to serve you to the best of my abilities," he said, looking quite serious. His partner, however- "The name's Morgan! It's nice to meet 'ya!" he exclaimed with a cheerful smile.
Mr. Samaha laughed, a couple of hisses being heard. "Wow, you all are definitely a unique bunch, aren't you?" he remarked. "Yup!" Honey replied with a hint of amusement in her voice. "Anyways, within the recent years or so, the crime rate has risen..." Samaha began, "Oh, and just call me Ahmes" he quickly added in. "So, I wanted to hire ninjas- that means you four- to protect all the residents of this home," he explained.
"My servants aren't just there to serve me... they're part of this family too, and I won't have bandits ruining their lively-hood!" he exclaimed, getting quite passionate. The Floatzel clenched his paws in determination. "We totally understand! That's what we're here for, Lord Sa- Ahmes!" he shrieked. Ahmes laughed, looking at all of them with expectation. "I appreciate that greatly, my friends!" he replied. "My servants will lead you to your chambers. Go ahead and get plenty of rest," he said, nodding to the said servants on stand-by.
As they all started filing out, Ahmes slithered to Honey. "Actually, I have a specific task for you," he said softly, his eyes filling with worry. She nodded, a cue for him to explain. "You see, a couple years back my dear daughter requested to travel and see the world," he explained. "I've been getting letters from her, but I still can't help but worry, so-" "So you want me to track her down and see how she's doing?" Honey finished for him.
"Well, yes... but perhaps you can keep her company and care for her," he elaborated. "She's an only child, and I want her to have a... sister, I suppose," Ahmes continued. They walked around the home, eventually stopping in the library. Honey looked at one of the many shelves, that particular one designed for holding scrolls. "Is your wife from Iapon?" she asked. "Yes, she is... when she moved in with me, she brought all of her scrolls with her," he said. "She used to tell little Yuki plenty of stories..."
Honey took a scroll out from the shelf and unrolled it. The back was adorned with all sorts of swirls, presumably meant to be wind. "You know, if I am to commit myself to the Samaha House," she said as she read through the scroll, skimming as though she's read it all before. "There's a little secret I have to let you in on," she explained. The noble looked at her with surprised and concern. "What is it?" he asked.
Honey turned the scroll around, letting Ahmes see the drawings inside. Inside the scroll, foreign writing told the story of a maiden who purged ancient Iapon of evil. The drawings depicted a familiar mienshao seemingly bending the winds to her will, driving away demons. "Well, you are familiar with the concept of Reincarnation, correct?" she asked, her tone suddenly serious. "Yes, I am... why?" Ahmes asked cautiously. Honey held up the scroll close to her face, offering a comparison between the two females.
"This may be hard to believe, but I am Arcelia Kamikaze, Maiden of the Winds," she stated.