Hi there! I'm kinda new to as a writer but I have been here for a while as a guest. This is my first fanfic and I thought, why not do this on Chinese New Year, so yeah... There may be some grammar and mechanics mistakes but I tried to fix most of them. ^-^;; Also I stink at fighting scenes, especially since I don't play Add. Hope you enjoy! Oh yeah, I don't own Elsword.
The Esper and the Fox
Chapter 1: They Meet
Add- Diabolic Esper
Ara- Asura
The El Tree glowed and stood out from the rest of the natural green landscape. Its thick, tough branches reached towards the azure sky. The old, yet strong tree cast a huge shadow upon parts of the forest, shading those under it from the sun's luminous rays. A young, white-haired man clad in black and purple rested in its shade, sitting on the grassy earth with his back against the El Tree's bark.
Add's POV
I sighed as I looked up at the tree's verdigris leaves where specks of sunlight pierced through. I closed my eyes, wishing to leave this world, to leave Elrios. I was wanted by every region- Elder, Bethma, Velder, even Ruben. I had evoked chaos throughout all of Elrios. I was neither good nor bad, neutral I would say. Probably my insanity led them to believe I was evil. "Ha," I chuckled at the thought. I relaxed as the breeze brushed pass me. The rustling of the leaves and noises of the animals- the birds chirping, phorus playing, squirrels scampering- lulled me to sleep. I rested my head against the El Tree as my consciousness slipped away.
Add's POV
"Hahaha!" My violet eyes flew open. I woke up to the sound of an irritating laugh. How long was I asleep, I questioned myself. Curious and bored I decided to find to source of the bothersome noise. I stood up from my position as my dynamos splayed on the ground, lifeless a few seconds ago, followed suit, buzzing with violet electric charges. I jumped. My dynamos turned on their sides, creating a platform for my feet as I swiftly glided through the forest, towards the noise which increased by the second.
I was a dark figure in the mist of jade green, evading bushes, trees, and roots as I silently glided to my destination. The sun was setting below the horizon, turning the sky into a blend of red, orange, yellow, and pink, but I had plenty of time. After all no one tried messing with me and if any weakling did, they wouldn't come back uninjured.
I quietly hopped off my dynamos as they took their regular position, circling around me, producing electric charges. I hid behind a tree at the edge of what seemed to be a clearing. In the center were three people. The source of the laughter seemed to originate from the mouth of a brawny, dark-skinned man with short brown hair. He wore an old looking necklace with a black shirt, black pair of shoes, black fingerless gloves, and white pants which were partially covered by the bundles and items tied around his waist. He had a blue eye, the other sealed shut from a seemingly long ago scar, and a smirk on his scarred face. He held a huge, thick brown sword. Banthus, I thought, recognizing the bandit from one of the WANTED posters in Ruben. The other two puny ones were probably his henchmen, both wearing a fox mask over their faces.
Zooming in on them with the help of my spectacular inventions, I could make out a reddish-orangish fox cowering before the three, which had their backs towards me. I speculated as the armed trio injured the helpless animal. Bored at the sight I turned around, beginning to walk away when an animal rustled a nearby bush rather loudly. I heard a "huh" and sighed, turning around to meet the bandits in the clearing, irritated to have to deal with the annoying pests. "Well, well, look what we have here! The Diabolic Esper himself!" the filthy leader of the bandits exclaimed. The leader's lackeys whispered to one another, casting cautious glances at me. I smirked. So they have heard about me. "B-but b-boss, d-d-do we h-have to f-f-fight?" One of the bandits timidly asked. "Of course," Banthus exclaimed, "he's just a weak little brat, nothing scary at all. We'll beat him in no time and get that reward!"
Brat?! Weak?! Little?! How dare that filthy pest call me such a thing! I was angry. The burly bandit charged at me, probably ready to swing his sword. I leaped to the right as his sword came down upon the forest floor. After landing, my dynamos went directly in front of me as I went forward. I swiped my hands, commanding the dynamos to release pulses of mauve electric charges. Banthus, that asshole, grunted and jumped back with only a few scratches, but nothing severe. Yet. "Get him you two!" that bitch shouted as he pointed at me. The hesitant followers reluctantly charged at me, weapons in hand.
Too slow, I thought. I seemingly charged at them only to disappear, stopping and confusing the two. I reappeared behind them and attacked, my dynamos releasing electric pulses. I sent dynamos to the ground around my targets' feet and lifted them up. Then, creating a dimension gate, I pulled them towards me. Blood. Crimson blood mixed in with delightful shrieks of pain filled me.
My sclera turned black, the scar on my left eye glowed, and an insane smile spread across my face and my body turned electric. I rose into the air as bursts of energy enveloped me, creating a glass-like sphere around me. "Gravity buster!" I yelled. The ground in front of me became a gravitational field as a huge ball of plasma compressed it and the sphere around me disintegrated. The minions were splayed onto the grassy clearing with blood, the vermilion liquid, oozing out from their body, joints twisted at awkward angles, hardly alive. "Pathetic... Pathetic! You're so pathetic!" I maniacally cried.
Banthus slowly backed away, eyes wide with fear, averting his gaze from me to his bandits, then back to me. He ran off into the trees with his sword in tow. "Ha," I scoffed as I saw his retreating figure. I charged a particle shot to chase after the coward and sent my dynamos as well to inflict a painful wound. My dynamos took their formation in front of my hand as particles gathered near the tips of my fingers, creating a electric purple sphere. I released it and the sphere followed the run away bandit, my dynamos following suit. My sclera reverted to white.
I turned to the fox while I waited for my dynamos to return. It tilted its head sideways a few degrees and gazed curiously at me. Getting a closer look, I saw that the reddish-orangish fox had piercing golden eyes and a tail and ears that had black tips. The fox had many injuries from the slashes of a blade, the most severe one on its hind leg. I heard the howl of someone in pain followed by the hum of my returning dynamos and turned to begin picking my way through the forest, my dynamos alongside me, not even casting another glance at the clearing, the bleeding bandits, or the fox.
" He seems... Interesting."
" Don't do this, young one. He's insane."
" But you and I saw his soul. That couldn't have been a lie."
" He is dangerous, child. You shouldn't follow him. Who knows what will happen. And about his soul, something is…Off about it."
" Exactly. I know what I saw... We're the same."
" It won't matter what you saw if he plans to injure you. Just leave him."
"... I felt it. I felt the pain. I felt the loneliness and the anger. I felt the isolation... And something else. We're the same... Add."