Alright. I'm outside. S is outside and... Some level of safe, at least.

"S-sorry again Sis," I said, turning to face her. "I kinda... Aaaaand you're not there... Ffffffriiiiiiick..." 

Okay... What to do, what to do... Well, first, I think I'll start yelling, looking around feverishly, and after that I think I'll head back to the city in time to accept the 'Worst Human Being in the History of Ever' award. Guess I'll need to buy a suit, won't I...

"Uh, yo? Sis? Y-You out there?" I shouted. Though, even if she was out there, I'm not entirely certain she'd hear it. My voice doesn't carry all that well. 

No response. Man, there are a lot of dead squirrels. 

Okay, let's just try to think about what she would have done. 

There are 2 schools of thought at this point.

 - First things first, as I understand it, when kids are scared, they either sit in one place and be really loud for a while, or they try to move somewhere more comfortable or familiar. Following this logic, maybe she got scared, and, considering she's not here, she might've gone somewhere. Probably either the house, or more likely a body of water. She likes fishing, right? That checks out, doesn't it?

- Or, she didn't do that. Maybe after she saw that I left, she decided it'd be the best course of action to go where I went. She almost certainly knew what I was looking at, and figured that's the same place I went to. Following that logic, she would've gone back into the ruins.

I have no way of knowing which one's correct. Well, it'll help no one to just sit here thinking about it, so I'm gonna start searching.

With a bit of super powered flair, of course. 

I created a hole in front of my head, and one a short distance above me. I stick my head in, move the other hole around, boom, instant third person mode. I look a little ridiculous, but I can search quickly, and I don't even have to move from this spot! It's very convenient.

Alright, I guess I'll search the woods first. I figure if she's in the ruins, she'll run into that tea guy who was just heading out when I left, who- is... Part of a gang of dangerous criminals. Okay, never mind, searching the ruins firs-

And then I heard a very loud BWOOOOM-ing sound. Or maybe it was more like a FWWSHSHSHWHS. Hard to say. 

There was also a large gust of wind coming from the ruins, which pushed my hood all around. I turned to see what the heck caused this, only to see Catface flying out towards me at ludicrous speeds. 

While carrying a rather confused and surprised looking Sis by her arms. (Side note, I know I've been doing this for a while, but using 'Sis' as a proper noun sounds weird.)

Anyways, looks like that's one thing solved, at least. 

"IIIIIIIIiiiiiii'mmmm baaaaaaaaaack!" Said Catface, stopping, like a foot at most away from my face. 

"Y-yeah. So you are." I said, quickly pulling my head out and closing the holes before anyone notices how ridiculous I look.

"What the heck just happened? And who're you supposed to be?" Sis asked Catface.

"This is your sister, right?" Catface asked me, ignoring her question. "She didn't answer my questions, but she kinda looks like you, so I figured." 

"Uh, y-yeah." I said. I'll explain the situation later, maybe. I dunno.

"Oi, who the hell is this?" Sis asked, pointing at Catface.

"Oh, uh, a friend. I-I think." I said. I dunno, they did just almost kill S maybe, but I think he wanted that? Also, they did save him (maybe again), so... I dunno, they're insane, mostly.

Catface laughed. I don't know why.

"I see. Anyways, would ya mind putting me down, freak?" Sis said.

"Oh, sure." Catface said, just dropping her on the ground. 

"Couldn't you at least set her down gently?"

Immediately as her feet touched the ground, Sis turned 180 degrees and faced Catface, and put her hand on her fishing rod's sword-esque hilt.

"Alright, who the hell..." She began, though she hesitated once she got a good look at their face, for some reason.

"What? Cat got your tongue?"

dont.

"Nah. Pops used to talk about his old cat all the time, your face reminded me of that. Got distracted."

Why the heck would a god own a cat? Actually, y'know what, that perfectly fits that guy. I can absolutely see that.

"That's fair." Said Catface. 

"Anyways, who the hell are you and what do you want with him?" 

"She's quite feisty, isn't she? I like that." 

"Please think about the things you're going to say before you say them." I pleaded.

"Oi, you're talking to me now, got it?" Sis said to Catface with a threatening tone. Well, threatening for an 8-year-old girl, at least. 

"Hey, you don't gotta-" I began.

"That so? Then go ahead." Catface leaned down and stuck their face mere centimeters from hers. "Talk."

"H-hold on, they're just-" 

"Who are you, and what the hell do you want."

 Catface grinned, laughed, stepped back, and looked over at me. "I'm a big fan of this one. Why can't you be more like this?"

I didn't know what to say to that. 

"Anyways," They began, turning back to Sis, "mostly I just wanna fight this guy. As far as you're concerned, at least."

"That so? How 'bout you fight me instead?" Sis said, stepping closer to Catface.

Okay, does something about being in a magic world make people want to hurt each other, or am I just a magnet for insane people?

"Where do you find these people?!" Catface asked me, grinning widely. "I guess this one's your sister... Man, how did THAT happen?"

"You'd be surprised." Sis said.

"That so? Anyways, I'm not gonna fight anyone. Not here, at least. Even if we did, I get the feeling this guy wouldn't allow it." 

"Yep." I said. I already have my hands ready to teleport someone across the country if need be. 

"Good." Sis said, relaxing her arm. "And you're not gonna fight him anywhere without getting through me first, got it?" 

"Yeah I am. That's not up to you."

I sure wish they'd ask me first, but whatever. 

"I think you'll find it is." Sis said, putting her hand right back on her fishing rod.

Catface laughed. Again. "Trust me, pumpkin, you don't want this."

WHY are you talking like that? Also, NEITHER of you should want this! This should be the least desirable outcome! 

"Neither do you." Sis said.

I AGREE, BUT DONT SAY IT LIKE THAT.

"U-uh, guys, could we just, like, uh... Not? Or something?" I said, crossing hostage negotiator off my list of potential careers. "I-I mean, there's, like, almost a corpse on the ground." I said, pointing at S's unconscious body. Those make pretty good distractions, in my experience. "Shouldn't we do something about that?"

"He'll be fine." Catface said, not even looking at him.

"That's the guy you were with before, right? Your other friend?" Sis said, at least taking a peek at the body. "Doesn't look like much." 

What does that even have to do with this?

"A-anyways, there are more pressing matters to be concerned about right now. W-Why don't we all just sit down and talk about things?"

Sis seemed confused. "What do you have to gain by protecting this dude?" She said, pointing at Catface with her thumb.

"Dude, huh? Guess that works." Catface said. "Anyways, I can assure you, it ain't me he's helping."

Uuuuggghgh not this agaaaaain... 

"You have no idea what you're getting into."

God, I'm so tired of this... 

"Really? Maybe you'd like to enlighten me."

"Oh, I-"

"OH MY GOD, BOTH OF YOU PLEASE JUST SHUT THE HELL UP."

. . .

. . .

Whoops. 

'Least they're not trying to kill each other anymore.