International Highschool (Stuff the Warrior Admins would freak out about!)

Lillian narrowed her eyes. " I'll get my mission done in my own time. "

"You'll get done in time." Henri hissed as he handed her the burner. "Just remember to keep your head low."

" I'm just the slave it's always low." She spat. Lillian wasn't going to do what he said she was going to find the cell of tams on her own.

"Fine then, be that way." He huffed as he pulled out a cig. "Give her the boy's ashes and get the hell out of my sight." Henri snapped.

Lillian growled, " that boy had a name asshole."

MacGallin handed her the Urn. "Please, take care of his remain and Best of luck my dear." She said.

" thank you." Lillian said with a nod to her, bit then flashed Henri a glare.

Henri was just watching her, as he lit the cig and took a draw. He raised an eyebrow. There was something unsettling about him when he did. Something that made her skin crawl.

Lillian didn't back down even though he creeped her out. " I'll contact you in a month." She said with a nod and left. Her first stop was Ulricks old home.

MacGallin wave to her as she left and sighed before looking at Henri. "I still don't approve of this lie you are making." She said once Lillian was far enough a way. "Where is Ulrick?" She asked.
"You mean Nicholas? He's up stairs, probably watching his ex-lover leave him for good." Henri said. MacGallin just shook her head in disbelief and walked away.
From the next story up, Ulrick watched her leave the building, tears rolling down his face. He didn't even look like himself anymore. His shaggy blonde hair had been cut to a tight buzz and dyed black as sin. His once blue eyes where now brown. The one eye that was still blinded was bandaged from an experimental surgery to try to fix it. As he watched her he silently whispered: "I'm sorry".

Ulrick came from a small town just outside Monschau, Germany. His older brother, Wolfrick, lived on the property next door to his childhood home.

Lillian took a train and then she called a cab taking her to his small home town. While in transit she had taken some of ulrick's ashes for herself just a small vial. She exited the car in front of ulrick's old house holding the urn tightly to her chest, you could still see some of the bandages that covered her burns and cuts from the accident.

It was an old looking house, very classic in looks. There was children toys scartered around the yard. Voices of many came from inside the house. Coming from the back of the house was clanging of metal and billows of smoke from a controlled fire.

Lillian took a deep breath before walking up the walkway and to the front door. ( what was Ulricks last name again?)

Ritter))

She knocked three times on the door holding the urn to her chest.

There was a moment of silence and the door slowly opened. A small girl, probably about 7 or so stood there. "Hallo! Kann ich dich helfen?" She asked in german. (Hello, can I help you?

Lillian paused trying to remember the German that Ulrick taught her but couldn't remember any with how panicked she felt. " I'm looking for mr. Ritter. Ulrick ritters father?"

"Ah, Ulrick!?" She gasped as she quickly darted away from the door and ran back into the house shouting. "Vatti, Vatti! Ein Mädchen kennt den großen Bruder, Ulrick! Kommen Sie! Kommen Sie! Die Tür, die Tür!" There was some mumbling and a large man then answered the door opening it. He looked a lot like Ulrick, but he was larger in stature and had pale blonde hair instead of golden. "Ja, Du konst, meine sohn?"
(Daddy, Daddy a girl knows big brother Ulrick! Come! The Door, the door! : Yes, you know my son? )

" I'm sorry sir but there has been an accident and your son didn't make it. " Lillian said looking at him with sad eyes. " I don't know much German I'm sorry."

The man looked taken back for a moment. He blinked a few times before turning to the little girl who was now accompanied by three more small children and spoke to her in german quick before he shooed them off and closed the door. He then looked at her as he stood on the front step. "I'm sorry I don't understand."

" we got into a car accident and the car blew up." Lillian explained giving him a partial lie. " he never made it out of the car." She held out the urn. " im lillian De'Buement we were dating."

The man looked at her his eyes still and his mouth quivering. He took a slow breath as he fell to his knees, tears pouring from his blue eyes. "Nein...." He whispered. "Nein, bitte, nien...Bitte, bitte, bitte nein!" He cried as he covered his mouth as his body shook. " Das kann nicht wahr sein, Bitte sag mir, das ist ein kranker Witz ... " He cried as he reached up and touched the urn with a finger before he pulled his hand away as it shook violently. "Wolfgang...WOLFGANG!" He called out as he stood and quickly took off towards be back of the house where the smoke billowed out of a shed.

(No.... : No, please no...Please, please, please no! : This can't be true, please tell me this is some kind of sick joke...)

Lillian followed still a bit shocked from his reaction.

The man threw open the door to the shed. "Wolfgang!" He cried as he burst in. Inside a young man, a little taller than Ulrick, a little thinner too looked up from where he held a massive pair of tongs as he pulled out a lump of metal from red hot coals of a forge. "WAS!?" (What) he cried as he looked up soot covering his face. He looked to his father and then his eyes darted to Lillian where his cold expression changed to softened. His eyes then quickly darted down and stared at the Urn as they softened even more as he looked back to his father. He quickly dropped the hot metal back into the forge as his father held his shoulders speaking quickly in german to him. The two of them talked quickly. "Gehen, Vater, Geh zu Lora und sprech mit sie. Spater wir sprechen." Wolfgang said as his father nodded still trying to stop the tears from falling. The larger man left and closed the door of the shed as he left. Wolfgang looked at Lillian. "I know what this is about." He said as he pulled off the large gloves from his hands and sat down on the edge of the forge and held his head in his hands. "Please, tell me..." Wolfgang swallowed stiffly, trying not to cry.
(Go, Father, go to Lora and speak with her. We will speak later.)

" we were in a car accident." Lillian said softly. " we hit a deer and flipped the car hitting a poll. I got out of the car and when I was going to get Ulrick out, the car blew up." She explained sadly.