It took a while but Hayate eventually decided that it was time for him to address the Brotherhood. He felt in necessary to introduce himself properly because as fate would have it this was all he had left in this world, besides a burning desire to end Shogun Hiruzen’s life once and for all. So after he gathered the strength both physically and emotionally Hayate made his way back to Whitevale. The initiates at the checkpoint didn’t bat an eye at Hayate this time not even requiring him to present his patch to gain entry.

“Good to see you again Hayate” the one soldier said as Hayate walked passed him. He had a sour expression on so the Amatsukami survivor presumed he had been the one he clobbered the other day.

“Same to you punching bag.” Hayate said back cracking the first smile he had for a number of days. Come to think about it those had been his first words since he received the news as well, other than his dialogues with Yamato but that beside the point. It was nice to talk to someone, even if they didn’t like you much.

“Try not to get to punch happy while you’re in town this time.” He said shooting Hayate a death glare. “You won’t be let off with a warning next time.” Hayate found it cute that they honestly think they could take him down. That also brought up the question of how much did the Brotherhood know about him. Even Shinsou’s intelligence was limited to what he witness back in the citadel.

“Caught me on a bad day is all.” He tried to play it off but inside he felt the lowest he had ever.
Whitevale seemed like a nice little township. Its’s streets were filled with different vendors and other fascinating things. The large building in the middle of town acted like a barracks and main headquarters for the Brotherhood. Along either side of the street were houses and other industrious shops that catered to the people that lived here. It sure would have been a very nice place for them to settle down.