Chapter 1

(The Many Heads)

She looked into the wooden bar counter as she just finished her last past over it with a rag, it shine that came from it made her proud of her handiwork. She swore she could see herself in the wood as if it was a mirror, she could make out her long purple wavy hair and her bright blue eyes. She was getting into the grove of all this work, or at least all this work at a new place. Her life was so different a month ago and she was still getting used to this shift in her life. Her eyes moved from the counter and peered around the guild hall. The wooden walls are made of a redwood, which she found very lovely. The floor, on the other hand, was made of oak which wasn't a bad contrast. Not many windows but enough to see the blue sky, which made her happy that she got to see it anytime she wished. Her attention turned to the dead center of the large room to see the guild hall's table, it was a long rectangular wooden table made of redwood. It could fit at least twelve people just on one side alone. She guessed it was to give the guild members their own space even though that all had to be together. Which was funny to her because there weren't too many members apart of the guild period.

Her gaze moved over to a man seated on a throne at the foot of the table, he was a large man… a very large man. He is taller than anyone she has ever met before, even in his seat he was the tallest person in the room. His height only helped with his intimidating look, which he didn't really need help with, she was sometimes still scared to get close to the man. His choice of attire was always not very welcoming either, wearing only a large black leather armor. It reminded her of a tank top as his arms where full revealed and not covered at all, but we will get back to those in a moment. His pants appeared to be made from the same material with only a red sash parting the two. His boots or grieves which were a better word to call the metal footwear was a dark gray color and reached to his knees with a knee pad. And last smack dead on his chest with the image of the Guild's Symbol a big red five-headed hydra. The sight of the guild symbol caused her to look down at her exposed forearm and look at the purple guild mark that rested on her skin, permanently.

"Monica!" Her name being called made her head snap up and back towards the man on his throne. She quickly put every bit of pep into her steps rushing over to the man. She soon came to a stop before him, looking up at him she wore her brightest smile.

"How may I help you, Master Jace?" The man's tanned arm came towards her, his arm was very tone. If she would put both her arms together his would still be bigger and that was just his arms, the rest of him was just as tone. She heard slight rumors from the town they were in that he didn't have a lick of body fat. His arm stopped before her and she saw his mug, the thing was almost as big as her head.

"I'm empty, fill me up with the good stuff." His voice was deep and rough as if he used to eat rocks… which he might have. She took hold of the mug which was heavy but nothing she couldn't handle. She walked the mug back over to the counter setting it down and reaching under the bar for his band of ale. She had to use three bottles just to fill up his mug, and now filled she carried it back to the master.

As she reached Master Jace, she noticed his face was more displeased than before she left. She quickly found out why, Runa Acrohart. The short pink haired woman was laying on Master Jace's armrest, how body taking up the whole thing with her legs just leaning on the back of his seat. Her arm was outstretched poking the man on his cheek with a smirk on her lips.

"Whatcha thinkin bout?" She asked the huge man. Jace picked the girl up by the hood of her top letting her dangling in front of him, Monica was able to see Runa's new outfit. A white hoodie with black strips on it which was open showing her black V neck. Her legs were covered with knee-high socks and black shorts with black flats on her feet with little white bows on the side of them. Monica was slightly jealous of the girl, she had nicely tanned skin, pretty long pink hair that reached near her rump and a nice body even if she was short. She also had a pair of cat ears resting on top of her head and a tail sticking out just above her rump. The girl made it easy to feel inadequate.

"How easy it would be to crush your tiny head," Jace told the tiny woman who just chuckled.

"You wouldn't kill me. Mou." She said with certainty in her voice. "I'm your favorite."

And with that, the Master throw Runa away. Monica watched as the girl flew through the air but there wasn't a hint of panic on her face, as she fell towards the table Runa did a full back-flip landing on her feet as if it was nothing. She took a small bow as no one clapped but someone did speak up.

"Of all the space on this table and you land right on my food?" This got Runa to look at her feet to see that she was standing in a mess of eggs, bacon, and pancakes. Syrup and yoke all over her shoes.

"Eepp!" She shrieked as she jumped from his plate and landing on her butt not letting her feet touch the table. "Rob how could you do this to me!? You asshole!"

"Don't go blaming me darlin'" Monica watched the pair as she felt the Master take his mug from her hands. "You're the one attacking my food."

Monica knew the man, Rob Jackdaw. Yet again another tall man with tan skin, but nothing. Still didn't stop him from being more taller than her, but what did she expect when it came to members of a guild. They work outside normally and trained a lot. Her eyes looked Rob over, from his messy red hair mostly covered by his bush hat. Down to his tone body covered by his red short sleeved button up shirt and black cargo pants. On the back of his chair hung his black trench coat that had a gold trimming. Her eyes moved back up to his face as she noticed the large scar left on his right eye, it didn't seem to bother him but it must have hurt the day he got it. What was she thinking of course it hurt, any injury would. As she slowly came out from her mind she noticed Runa was now beating on Rob but it looked like he didn't even notice her attacks as her tiny fist bopped him on top of his head.

"Jerk, jerk, jerk, jerk, jerk, jerk, jerk, jerk, jerk!" This put a small smile on Monica's face.

Monica was about to head back to work but the sound of the whole steel doors leading out of the guild hall slammed open. Two figures walked into the guild hall, She was able to make them out easy. A blond haired boy and a redheaded girl, The boy was talking to the girl who she could tell was steaming about something. Which wasn't a good sign but she was happy to see them both none-the-less

"Blake it's been four days, You've going to give yourself high blood pressure at this rate." He tried to calm the girl but if she had to guess it wasn't going to work.

"I Can't! This whole week was a bust!" She yelled as she stormed over to the table grabbing one of the chairs and pulled it out which turned into a powerful throw breaking it against the wall. Well, it's not like she wasn't going to clean anyway, Monica sighed as this gain the other member's attention, Runa grew a wicked smile. "We lost all the money! We wasted our own money on top of that! And worse of all that sonuvabitch got away!" She looked back at the chair she threw to see it all over the floor. "In the name of the Moon, Fuck ME!"

"So how did the mission go Blake?" Runa asked the steaming redhead, she quickly dodged the chair throw at by hopping over it with ease. Sadly Monica wasn't as graceful and had to drop to the floor to avoid the attack. This one didn't break thanks to Master Jace reaching his arm out catching it. "Testy, I just wanted to know if my friend did okay."

"Runa please don't set her off!" The blond hair boy pleaded. "I'm begging you."

"Hmm, well because you asked nicely. I might let it slide for now." Runa stepped in close to the boy after landing. "We wouldn't want to stress you out Rai, babysitting is a hard job."

Blake came from their sides gripping the shorter girl by her shirt, with no hesitant both girls pulled their arms back ready to throw down. Monica didn't really know what to do at a time like this, she never seen the members ever throw a punch at each other and she knew they both were powerful individuals.

"Enough." Luckily Master Jace spoke first in a low voice, but it was enough to send a chill down Monica's spine. Little to shaken to turn she keep her eyes on the two girls, one glaring and the other with a smug smile. Blake released Runa who fixed her shirt checking to see if it was messed up at all. Blake made her way back to Rai but stopped when she noticed Monica picking herself up off the ground, her eyebrow rose as she looked the girl up and down.

"Who is this?" She asked Rai loudly enough to catch Monica's attention. "And why is she in a maid outfit?"

Monica looked down at her outfit, she knew what she was in but she didn't see anything wrong with it. She was in a long purple dress that stopped just slightly above her knees with knee high socks on to fully cover her legs. A black apron covered most of the dress and completed most of the outfit. She liked the outfit, it was given to her by Runa. Her first gift.

"That's Monica, don't you remember her?" Rai answered.

"Monica…" And as if the gears in her head took a while to spin up, she remembered. "The Slave?"

Hearing that Monica's face dropped and her head lowered, it hasn't been too long since she was called that but hearing it once more hurt. Her head was lifted and she met a pair of orange eyes looking at her, checking her out. Oh no, not again.

"You cleaned up nicely, from the day showed up." Monica's face lit up from how close Blake was to her face, she wasn't really comfortable being this close to people, but what could she do the woman before could break her with ease. "I'm glad to see that you stayed, but why are you in a maid outfit?"

"R-Runa gave it to me." She answered Blake who in turn released her and turned to Runa who was in her own set.

"Of course you would want to play dress-up with her."

"What can I say, she's adorable in it." Runa leaned back in her set with a big grin.

"Monica." The girl quickly turned to see the Master. "Go do your job."

"Yes, Sir!" She quickly panicked but before she could take off a hand was placed on her shoulder.

"Whoa, what job. What did I miss when I was gone." Blake asked and her eyes turned towards Jace.

"She works for us now, she will do anything asked of her." He answered.

"Master is not a Slave!" Blake yelled at the man.

"No, she's a maid." He answered. "She can quit anytime she wants and we will leave her in a nearby town. But as long as she works for me she will do as she's told. Just as the rest of you little outcast."

The guild sat in an eerie silence as Jace looked at each one before him, as he saw no one had anything to say he turned his attention back to Blake.

"Do you really think so little of me, Pryde? Do you believe me a person who would do something horrible to this girl?" He stood before the girl and his full height was revealed the man was a good eight feet tall, his eyes glowing green as he stared down at the tiny woman.

"No, Master Jace." She answered. "I took your words out of context, I'm sorry."

"No, I could've worded it better, you are not wrong." He sat back down. "I am angered by your lack of faith in me."

"I'm sorry, Sir."

"Monica." The tension died down and Monica felt herself breathe, she didn't even notice she held her breath in the first place. "Go prepare dinner." She nodded as He turned his gaze to Blake. "Now you will clean today."

"Yes, sir." She nodded her head.

Monica made her way back over to the bar, looking around she saw Runa giggling at Blake and Rob just leaning back in his seat. Rai was about to go to Blake but "Sit Boy." He heard the master told him and he took his seat. The room fell into a silence, no one really talking to each other or doing anything special. Rai was looking at his friend as she cleaned the chair she broke and Monica slowly got lost in her mind. She was hoping Blake wasn't mad at her because of what happened, she didn't have to defend her. She wasn't worth the trouble nor did Blake owe her anything, she didn't have to get herself in trouble for her. Monica soon found herself behind the bar, she already knew what she was going to make the guild which wasn't going to take long but her mind was wandering. Slowly going back to her past nearly a month ago until…

"Oh, Momo, what's wrong?" A voice came from her side, she turned to meet a pair of crystal blue eyes staring down at her.

"Ekk!" A yelp came from her and would've fallen over from fright if the man didn't catch her. She felt his arm wrapped around her lower back as he pulled her back onto her feet.

"Didn't mean to spook you, Momo." Monica rested her hand on her ample chest trying to calm her racing heart. Her eyes moved over to the man, she knew the man. Xavier Hearthome. Another powerful member of the guild standing a lot taller than her at six foot one. His skin was tanned nicely making him lighter than the master. He was in a heavy blue vest covering his chest… well most of it as it was unzipped revealing his toned body to the world, she swore she could slice meat on his abs and her mind was wondering again. "So what's got you upset?"

"Oh no, I'm fine." She gave him a weary smile. She didn't want to bug anyone else, mainly when it wasn't a real problem.

"Oh talked the Angel into doing your work for you?" He said with a smile. "Hey, Blake!"

The redhead who was sweeping looked over at the black haired man who wore a smirk. "You missed a spot." A broom collided with his head at high speeds completely destroying the broom completely. The smile stilled on the man's face but so was a bunch of wood.

"Do you want to clean with her?" They heard the Master's voice.

"Nah, I'm good. I'd prefer helping little Momo."

"I'd prefer you shutting up!" Blake yelled towards the black haired man. "And leave her alone, no one wants to hang out with your bum ass."

Well, she's mad not at her, that caused a small smile on Monica's face.

"Bum ass, I have you know I got a grade A rump, Angel." He winked at the redhead who rolled her eyes. "Don't you think so Momo?"

"Oh uh, I uh, I don't really know how to answer that." Her face slightly lit up at the guy's smile. She didn't think she would get used to this, people doing all this for her, talking to her, defending her, just… being nice. It was all so new, but it felt… Good.

It didn't take long for the guild to return somewhat to normal with many of the members sitting around the table talking and yelling at each other as Monica just finished cooking their dinner, which went a lot easier with Runa's help. Monica was surprised by how much the pink haired girl loved cooking and just how amazing she was at it.

"Oh, dinners ready?" A new voice popped in, Monica knew the voice very well, he was one of the most helpful people in the guild. He was also her hero. She turned and smiled towards the man.

"It is, Mr. Lucky." Monica gleamed at the man. He was the second oldest member of the guild just under the master, he was also the second tallest being a foot taller than her at six foot four. His long black hair flowed down his back even though it was tied up in a ponytail. He also dressed nicely in a pair of black slacks with a white sweater, simple and nice. Something did stand out as over his shoulder was the limp body of a woman, another member of this guild.

"Good, I was getting hungry." He tossed the woman onto the table, the impact woke her instantly and she made a long groaning noise. "I found this sleeping outside her dorm again so I brought it along."

"Hey… I peoples too ya know." The laid out woman said as she slowly started to pick herself up. "Crud… my head is booming."

Monica looked at the woman, Lucillia Vandall. She was running her hands through her messy black hair as she looked around at everyone with her honey brown eyes. She had a confused expression on her face.

"Why is everyone looking at me like this is new?" She slid herself off the table into her seat, she held her hand up and started clapping with her one hand. "Momo I'd hate to bug ya, but I need something for this headache."

"Maybe if you stopped drinking so much you would be fine." Rai tried to influence the woman.

"Where is the fun in not drinking?" She asked with a weak smile.

"I hear that sister." Rob was the first to side with his hungover guild-mate.

"Getting drunk is amazing!" Runa was the next to chime in.

"Coming from the girl who can't hold her alcohol." Blake took a small jab at her.

"Bitch that only makes the party better." The two girls laughed at each other.

Monica watched as the guild held a quick cheer for alcohol and started to laugh, well almost all of them as Lucillia groaned once more as Monica completely forget her and her pain.

"Oh no, I'm sorry Lux, I'll be right back." She took off to the bar, she heard the girl moan "You're a saint." As she reaches behind the counter looking around for a small box which held medication, found hidden in a drew she grabbed what she needed and was about to take off to the woman until the nearby door swung open almost hitting her. "Eep!"

"Morning already?" A tall white skinned man walked through the door rubbing his eyes, he looked around to see the rest of the guild seated around the table staring at him. "Breakfast time?"

"It's six in the afternoon, stupid!" Blake yelled across the room. "And put some clothes on, no one wants to see any of that!"

Looking at the man he was only in a pair of red workout shorts and black flip-flops. Exposing his built chest and legs to the world. He ran his hands through his messy light blue hair before smiling at the redhead.

"I swear if you say anything that sounds like a flirt I will put you back to sleep myself."

"Oooh, is that a promise?"

"Zale, I'm warning you."

"Don't threaten me with good-time."

"Both of you shut up." Jace's voice put a stop two them both. "Muzaki, go put a shirt on. You're breaking Acrohart." Said girl was staring at the man chest intensely as if her mind was a camera taking a million photos.

"Fine… Save me some food." Zale left back through the door closing it behind him.

Monica couldn't help but smile, after everything that happened to her in her life, this past month has been the best she has ever had. These people, they might be an odd group of misfits and ragtag people, but they were nice, kind and caring to her. They give her a home, jewels, a bed to call her own and they give her the most important thing to her at the moment. Choice. So for a scary bunch of people who could kill her with a snap of their fingers she had never felt safer. Omega Hydra was her home now, and these Mercenaries were her family.

"Momo I'm Dyyiiiiiing!"

"Oh sorry, Lux!"

(Fin)

Hey, it's me, So umm Welcome To Omega Hydra, The Magical Mercenary Guild. A group of some of the most dangerous and powerful mages willing to take many deadly jobs. Even if it's illegal.

The writing for this one will be slightly harder and will take a bit longer than the other stories because of what the guild is, they are normally not seen but I already have big plans for these Misfits and some of them I really can't wait to do.

Also, I might accept a few more members for this guild depending on who I get, (The Rules and App Is On My Profile, Send all OC's Through My PM.) Also, I still need members for my other guilds which so I can have them filled even before I type them. It will give time to think and stuff.

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