Old friendships begn anew. (SIRIUS INVITE ONLY)

Kronos was wondering the woods. He was bored so he thought why not. He also took it as time to think. He heard about Sirius going good again. He wondered how that would affect there friendship. To Kronos, Sirius is family...No matter what. He stumbled apon a familiar place. Dante's place of death. He sat on a log of a fallen tree and watched as his memories brought him back to that night.

A black dog made his way around the woods. Dodging branches that fell, or were simply grounded to begin with. As the black dog jumped over a log, it looked back at who sat on it. The dog turned into Sirius, and he looked at Kronos. He was glad he was able to turn into Padfoot again. He loved that form, and with Marvolo back, he could enjoy his days as a dog. "Kronos..." He said. Marvolo's sword could be seen sheathed, along with Luna's dagger. Sirius twisted Luna's ring, looking at the other one that was given to him.

Kronos looked up and raised an eyebrow. "Yes, Sirius?" He was curious to what he wante.

"You're back here..." He said, noticing their surroundings. Sirius had made Dante part this world right where he stood. "Has she talked to you?" He asked, not being completely clear.

Kronos looked at him, "Of course I am here. This is where he died...And yes she has. Why?"

Kronos shot him a dark look. "Well don't expect me to throw confetti, your the reason she died in the first place with your love affairs, now she back and your doing it again" He said with obvious annoyance.

Sirius glared at Kronos, as he clearly had the wrong idea, "She didn't die because of my love affairs. She was scared. And someone told her I was gonna leave her...plus, she's back. I don't care about any other girl." He responded, in a calm tone.

Kronos sighed. "Yay you. Glad you can act as if nothing happened."

Kronos shook his head. "Yeah. In your eyes it might be like that. But she died and your hand helped cause it. She died and it ripped me open." He ignored the remark about Sirius being different, that didn't bother him, they were family.

Kronos stood and looked at Sirius. "I DON'T CARE WHAT IT DID TO YOU! I won't forget that fact, the fact you caused her death. You. Choose. Your. Path."

Sirius sighed yet again. "Maybe you're forgetting she chooses her path as well. You think only I hurt her...You don't know things she did before you even got close to her. Don't speak about what you don't understand..." He said, firmly asserting his position. He knew what he was talking about. He knew it all too well.

That remark just annoyed Kronos to no end. "Sirius. What I know is you caused her death and that angers me...When I do come around. You will know but Sirius, this is a touchy subject. So. What is this change of heart you have had?"

Sirius dropped the Marvolo subject for the moment, and narrowed his eyes. "Change of heart? You mean going back to where I belong? I'm sorry for not telling you anything. You're my friend, but I belong with others like me." He explained, with his arms crossed.

Kronos sighed. "You made a good dark magician. But the light always suited you. Don't worry Sirius. If you ever need me. Just ask. Family come first."

Kronos smiled "I understand. And you better. One of a kind that is."

Kronos smiled. "It was custom made. All of the swords a Grimm posses would be. Its a respect thing."

"Custom Made huh?" He asked, curious. He took a seat in the same log as Kronos, and scratched his chin. "Do you and Legion have one?"

Kronos smiled. "I have one being made. Legion has his. Its at Wolfclaw."

Sirius chuckled, and extended his arm. "How will yours be? Will it look like mine? Because mine was fantastic to be honest..." He said with a small wink.

Kronos shook his head. "Similar but different. No blade is the same. Otherwise its pointless."