Being warned of media for what reason?

Enjoy.

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It was a long and tiresome flight. Though thankfully you had time to adjust to time zone, battlefield, and be able to train while you were in Denmark before the match. Though before you dosed off you couldn't help but think what Headmaster and Nene were trying to tell you about media. Unlike Erick Von and Sune that are uneducated savages, you speak well and hold yourself high. You care about holding a high standard while they only want certain things important such as strength and earth blazing ability. 

What was about almost a day later, you had reached your destination. Tired, sort of out of it mentally and physically, while just wanting a good hot meal and nice bed to sleep at. Headmaster got seemed to get contact with a Denmark connection as there was another limo waiting for your arrival. A man in a suit held up a sign with your name it.

"Greetings Sir. Welcome home." The man extended his hand. "My name is Eisen. I will be your escort and aid"

You shake his man. "(FN). Please to meet you."

"I am here to give you a heads up as well. Word of you coming home has spread. Anything where the King is related it makes big news."

"Big news?" You pondered.

"One of the King's men is having family issues and his son is challenging him to a fight. His grace doesn't like anything tainting his image. This includes one of his hired guards neglecting a child. It makes the nation look immoral."

"I have to do what I have to do. I wanted him to be exposed and wanted to fight back. I didn't want to make this nationwide news. I don't care if I win or lose. I have to try."

Eisen nodded his head and smiled. "You're a prideful young man. I commend you for it. On the way to the car you might have a microphone and camera in your face. Just please act natural and go from there."

"Okay... I guess." All this fuss over it. This is exploding. But with Denmark and Japanese officals broadcasting this fight it is much bigger than you pictured. It won't be quiet unless you get to your house.

Sure enough Eisen was right. As you opened the door to walk outside of the airport doors there was the media. The ever so powerful, toxic, invading, and possibly truth-twisting media. Three cameras rolling and one had a microphone. Even though you expected it, much a different feeling once you see it happen in front of you. Trying not to freeze up and walk forward as you were approached.

"Easy kid." Said Eisen.

"(FN) (LN). Karen Heims from DDN Denmark Daily News. How was your flight?" Least she started out nicely.

"Long and it will take a day to adjust to the time clock. I'll manage soon hopefully." You replied as you move towards the limo.

"Are you healthy? We have word that you sustained a concussion." 

"I had a pretty good one. I had to stop all activity from training and forced to withdraw from the Seven Star Tournament. After recovering I started up slowly, had a good mindset, and I feel good."

"Is Sune really your brother?" They were getting tougher.

"Yes. Half brother."

"Who's older."

"I am but just a month or two."

"Why are you going after Erick Von?"

"My father was not there and was tired of being compared to Sune growing up. I will admit that he is stronger than I but I won our fight. That solves that. My father had an open challenge out and I accepted as soon as I started to feel better from my injury."

"Are you okay battling in phantom form?" This was a question that was going to make a headline.

"The loser would suffer more being alive. That goes for the both of us. I think I cannot let my guard down at any time as soon as I step in the ring."

"Does this have anything to do with the King and his rule?" That question is just to see if there would cause a spark somewhere. You can see right through. Not happening.

"I have and never had an problem with his excellency. I am a proud citizen of this create nation of Denmark who just so happens to employ my father. Long live the King."

At this point Eisen had the door open and you were just about to get in and be driven away. Karen had more. "One more question (FN) and thank you again. What's your relationship with Princess Stella Vermillion?"

"Princess Stella is an amazing woman and I have had the privilege to meet her. Being around her she works hard and overall despite anything someone would think or say, Stella is a pleasant person to be around noble or commoner such as myself. I wish her best of luck as she is fighting for a Seven Star Tournament slot as I tackle something that I must do for my being. It is a personal matter for me and that will be all. That it, Karen?"

"Thanks again kid."

"See ya Karen." You bustled in the limo and Eisen shut the door. That felt good. I got to say everything I needed to get off my chest and clean the air. The King isn't involved here and this is just a blown up personal matter. I am just (FN) and nothing more. This is a great thing. Being back home and going straight to Ma. Possibly Aunt Darla and Gram Phebe. I'm a lucky man.

"All set?" Asked Eisen from the wheel.

"Right away Sir." You answered.

Eisen signaled and pulled out of the parking lot. As the cameras continued to roll as you were going out of sight. You made it. You were on the news and this fight was getting more tense. Though would it all be worth it?

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Media can be poison. As well as a weapon.

-Rel