"It... was me..." his eyes welling up with tears.

"But why? Why?" [i]Jäger says, pleading for him to tell his side. [/i]

"Prepare for more confusion," Delphi warned. "She and I were dating at the time. My memory had been wiped. So I didn't know who she was. And the Vanguard decided she was dangerous enough to be exiled and she had a bounty on her head," James explained, crying. "They... lied to me about her. Said she was a threat. Claimed that she killed someone close to me. They gave me her last coordinates, and I tracked her down. She... was hesitant about attacking. I took that as a weakness. We clashed with swords. I caught her off guard, and stabbed her. I took off her helmet to see the face that supposedly killed the person close to me. But... I felt broken. I had stabbed the very person I came to avenge." He was crying rivers. He hated those memories. Because he hurt someone who was innocent then. A Warlock with a big heart, and too much power. Mason was still angry, but not at James. At the Vanguard. He really wanted to give James a hug.

"The Vanguard, why'd you have to bring them up?" [i]Jäger said with sadness in his voice. Jäger looked down, he held an object in his hand, then put it away after awhile.[/i] "The -blam!-ing Vanguard."

Mason nodded in respect. James's story had struck him in a manner he understood. "I feel like... I need a therapist to help me with my anger issues," Mason said.

"Yeah, that wouldn't be too bad." [i]Jäger said, he made a fist with the object in his hand. [/i] "I'm sorry..." [i]He muttered quietly to himself as he put it away.[/i]