The Order of Ensis

A/N: The time frame for this is sort of odd. It starts not too long after they defeat the Professor, but then jumps to not long after the Spiral War. Just bear with me (or at least that's partially the plan. It could change). Read and review please. Any suggestions would be welcome, but please no bashing.

Disclaimer: I most certainly do not own Huntik: Secrets & Seekers. If I did, I would be rich and would instead create episodes instead of Fanfiction.

Chapter 1: Caliburn

Venice Preparatory School, Venice, Italy:

Lok Lambert walked out of the school and stretched, yawning. "God! That was an awful school day!" Closely behind him, Sophie Casterwill smirked.

"Man up, Lok," she said. "At least we weren't being attacked." Lok turned at his friend and the two of them began walking towards Sophie's house to do their homework, or rather for Sophie to do her homework and Lok to beg for Sophie to do his, or at least help him out.

"Being attacked by Suits would have made this a much better day," Lok protested. "After all, I'm good at fighting."

Sophie put her hand on her hip and scoffed. "Oh please Lok. You're still nowhere near my level."

Lok glared indignantly. "Oh come on, Sophie!" he protested. "I'm way better than you."

Sophie looked at him, raising an eyebrow. "Is that so? Well then, why don't we go to Dante's and see who really is better."

Lok grinned, his blue eyes shining. "Let's start with a race! Loser has to do one thing the winner wants! So I hope you're ready to do double homework Sophie!" Lok took off sprinting and Sophie hurried to catch up.

"Please! I hope you're ready to clean my entire foyer," Sophie shot back. "LeBlanche has been looking for an assistant!" The two teens raced down the streets of Venice, completely unaware that they were being watched.

The figure on the roof smiled. The tails of his suit coat snapped in the wind as his eyes intently followed the two teens. "Get ready to move," he spoke into his handheld radio. "They're approaching your location."

"We're in position and ready to move, sir," came the reply.

"Excellent." The man leaned back and let his sharp green eyes study the sky. "Let's teach these Foundation members what it means to be a Seeker!"

Lok and Sophie rounded a corner, still running and laughing when a blast of light hit the ground in front of them. The ensuing explosion sent the two teens flying back, but they landed on their feet and readied their amulets.

"Who's there?" Sophie called out.

"Very good," a man said as he walked out of the shadows, followed by two woman and another man. The first man had two diagonal scars on his cheeks, while the other man had raven black hair. The first woman was blond while the other one was red-headed. And they were all wearing suits.

"Organization," Lok growled. The first man shook his head, smiling.

"Of a sort," he said. "But not the kind you remember. Most definitely not that kind."

"Then who are you?" Sophie demanded.

"Patience, Miss Casterwill," the man said. "Our little team will remain anonymous for now. But you may call me Durendal." Lok looked more closely at Durendal. He didn't look familiar. He had brown hair that was slightly spiky and pale grey eyes. He looked to be in his late-twenties early-thirties.

"What do you want?" Lok asked. "I'm assuming you don't just ambush people for no reason."

"Quite right, Mr. Lambert," Durendal said. "It's actually quite simple. We're here, to offer you a job position." Lok scoffed.

"Like we would accept jobs from Suits. Can you believe them, Sophie?"

Sophie shook her head. "Barely. The idea is just too funny."

Durendal's smile suddenly lost all of it's warmth. "Very well. Destroy them." He stepped back and allowed his compatriots, Raven (black-haired man), Blondie (blond-haired woman) and Ginger (the red headed woman) to step forward.

"Cut them down! Redcap!" Raven yelled, summoning the goblin-esque Titan.

"Poison them, Venomaster!" Ginger called, bringing out the snake-man Titan.

"Fire away, Gigadrone!" Blondie shouted, calling the insectoid Titan.

"Ready, Sophie?" Lok asked as their foes advanced.

"Ready," she responded. "Take flight, Icarus!"

"Let's go! Finish them, Rajin the Thunderbolt! Go!" Lok and his Titan plunged into battle, with Sophie not far off while Icarus took to the sky for aerial support. "Touchram!" Lok cried, sending a blast of kinetic energy into Raven, sending him skidding back.

"Raypulse!" Sophie cried, blasting Venomaster with a healthy dose of lightning.

"Poison Fang!" Ginger screamed, sending a stream of green sludge at Rajin, who simply jumped up and avoided it, summoning a cloud of lightning to surf on.

"Rippleburst!" Raven cried, blasting Lok back with the energy spell. Raven then yelled as a bolt of lightning from Rajin sent him flying back. Sophie was busy fighting both Ginger and Blondie, and was faring pretty well. That is until Gigadrone blasted Icarus away, causing Sophie to stumble when he returned to his amulet. Blondie then sent her back with a Forceblast. Gigadrone, perched on the roof got ready to fire at Sophie when all of a sudden Solwing flew down, knocked it from its perch. Sophie gasped as Solwing flew by and landed on the arm of very familiar Seeker.

"Sophie, Lok," Dante greeted as he walked forward. "How are things?"

"Could be better," Lok admitted as he jumped back to stand by his mentor. "But not too bad considering. You?"

Dante smiled. "My day's looking up.. Organization?"

"They say they're not," Sophie said. "But they certainly seem like it."

Durendal saw Dante and smiled. Things were even better than he could have hoped. "What are you waiting for? Attack them!" Raven, Blondie and Ginger nodded and ran forward, their Titans following behind them.

"Excellent," Dante said. "Appear, Ariel!" Dante called forth his mentor's favorite Titan, who quickly went on its way to blow back Redcap with a powerful twister. "Let's take them out. Dragonfist!" Dante rushed into the fray and immediately punched Raven into a nearby wall. Sophie and Lok grinned at each other and both of them rushed in as well.

"Overslam!" Lok cried, slamming into Raven with the blue shield.

"Hyperstride!" Sophie shouted, kicking Ginger back. "Boltflare!" The ball of energy quickly took out Gigadrone. Meanwhile Ariel and Rajin were duking it out with Redcap and Venomaster. Venomaster lashed out at Rajin with his sword (A/n: Whip?) but Rajin leapt over it and finished off Venomaster with a slash. Ariel meanwhile sent a powerful tornado directly into Redcap, plowing him into a wall and back into his amulet.

"Stop!" Durendal shouted. Raven, Blondie, and Ginger immediately stopped and walked over to him. "Once again, you impress Dante Vale. You and your team, though I don't see Miss Moon here." Dante's eyes narrowed. "No matter."

"Who are you?" Lok asked. "Who do you work for?"

"Oh, that's easy," said a mysterious voice. "They work for me." A man walked out of the nearby shadows and turned to face the team. He smiled, and unlike Durendal, the smile was genuine, warm . He wore an expensive looking suit with long coat-tails that looked like it belonged on a conductor. He was young, no more than twenty two or three. His face was thin and pale, with vibrant green eyes glaring out at the team. His hair was completely white, and looked to be naturally that color. He looked more like a well-dressed college student than a leader of evil Seekers.

"Who are you?" Sophie asked.

"My name is Caliburn," he said. "And you are Sophie Casterwill, Lok Lambert, and Dante Vale," he said, pointing to each of them. "The fourth team members is Zhalia Moon and the four of you are usually accompanied by a flying, amulet-less Titan named Cherit. Sophie's parents are dead, Lok's father is missing, and your mentor, Mr. Vale, is Metz, chairman of the Huntik Council." Lok couldn't keep the amazement off of his face as he looked at Caliburn and he had a feeling that Sophie couldn't either. Dante simply narrowed his eyes.

"How do you know so much?" Dante asked.

"I'm a big fan," Caliburn said. His voice was tinged with an English accent, and sounded somewhat musical.

"I'm sure you are," Dante muttered.

"Honestly, I am. When you defeated the Professor it allowed me to put forth my plan. It freed me to create my own group."

"And what group would that be?"

Caliburn smiled. "The Order of Ensis. The Order of The Blade. A group of Seekers devoted to collecting artifacts, finding Titans, and, showing the world our power."

"Sounds like a rip-off of the Organization, Sophie commented. Caliburn smiled.

"Poke fun if you want Sophie, but believe me, we're more than the Organization could ever be. The Organization was a scam created by the Professor, used to simply try and cure him of his curse. It was nothing more than a tool for the Professor, a means for the Professor's desired end."

"And how are you any different?" Lok accused.

"Simple. MY men are loyal to me, not brainwashed into thinking that they are. And I am not simply using them to complete a goal I could not do myself. We are working together." Caliburn folded his hands and looked at them Team. "And I was here to offer you jobs."

"And why would we want them?"

"The normal reasons. Wealth, fame, power. Things like that."

"Thanks, but no thanks," Dante said.

Caliburn smiled again. "I figured as such. I plan on seeing you all again soon. But don't think for a second that these are my only men; I have other Commanders besides Durendal, and they will be meeting you in the future. Auraport!" The five Order members turned into purple light and vanished. Dante frowned as he saw a piece of paper where Caliburn had once been. He picked it up to discover that it was a torn page from a book. On the page was a picture of panpipes, with another picture of what looked like a satyr playing them. The first sentence read, "Pan was worshiped in Ancient Greece as a god of the wild, rustic music, and even hunting." Dante turned the page to find elegant handwriting that said, "Happy hunting Mr. Vale. Say hello to Miss Moon for me. -Caliburn." Dante folded the page and turned to his teen companions.

"Seekers, we have a mission."

A/N: Alright. So. Durendal is the name of the blade that Roland, a paladin of Charlemagne and the hero of the epic La Chanson de Roland, carried, and was said to have many magical properties. It was also the Sword of Air in the Secrets of the Immortal Nicholas Flamel series (I did not steal that). Caliburn is another name for Excalibur. And auraport is my own spell. Warning: There are probably going to be Titans in my story that weren't on the cartoon, and I'll post pictures of them on my page as I introduce them.