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A flying Ex-Admiral saves my life
Marius
"Well then, I'm off, mom!"
"Take care!"
I'm Marius S...something (left out for the protection of my privacy).
I'm around 18 years old and I used to visit a grammar school in Germany, before I graduated a while ago.
Am I physically strong or in any other way prepared for what is about to happen soon?
No, not really. Ok, maybe a little bit, but… there's no way I could have been prepared for that. What is that, you ask?
Well, you see, I was out taking a stroll in the forest, like I usually do…
Normally, my time in the forest would be there for me to reconsider, but I happened to meet my best friend Julian.
Julian is a guy around my age, one of the few at my height but around 25% heavier than me. And to even meet him outside, and not online or by visiting his home.
"Why am I not surprised you're Mom told you to go outside?"
He didn't even bother to throw a pissed stare at me, since he already admitted it to himself.
"Actually I'm only here 'cause you weren't at home! I would have visited you and avoided going outside, but no, you had to go out." He complained to me.
Smirking a little bit, I replied: "Come on, it's not that bad. At least you're not alone. You still have me!"
"Is that supposed to make me feel better?"
You snarky little b****, stop backsassing me. It's always been like that, every freaking year since elementary school. On the other hand, I can talk with him about anything and the conversation never dies.
"By the way, we never finished our conversation about Zombies from last time. Where did we let off? The cause of Zombies or the consequences of people turning into Zombies?"
Thinking back, I answered: "We never agreed on how an Apocalypse could start, but I'm still pretty sure it it's caused by some kind of mushroom, but whatev… Where are we going?" Instead of following the path, Julian changed direction, but he looked somewhat pale.
"What is it?" I inquired.
"This way feels… special. Like something really weird is going to happen if we go this way." It kind of freaked me out my friend gave me such a mysterious answer. "I can hear it calling me. Calling us." I take it back. It totally freaked me out.
"So we just go… that direction and wait for something special to happen?" unsure about what to do I asked him to specify.
"Not we go. I go. You go in that direction. We will meet again after we followed our paths to the first crossroad." I get it. He's totally training for his first play! He's really good at it.
"Well, if you're so sure, may we meet again later on." I was waiting for his answer, but he just went ahead and started going.
"Never out of character, I see~" Denying the obvious truth, I made a note to myself, even though I already knew that wasn't acting.
I didn't know what was supposed to be so special about this specific path; the tall and skinny trees, shadowing the forest lightly, the small plants growing on the side of the path and the occasionally bypassing animals were completely normal. Though after a time I noticed the forest gradually thickening. And from time to time the tall and skinny trees started to grow fat, the plants higher and the animals more bold. But when the trees started to change completely, like they were from another forest, I knew something was wrong. I wanted to turn back, but when I turned around, I couldn't make out a clear path. I'm not one to jump to conclusions fast, but there is definitely something wrong with this. It's not like I could've just turned around and ignore my intense curiosity? Believing it would be better to satisfy my curiosity then to turn around and just try to walk away, I decided to follow the path to the end.
"Finally! This is the first crossroad. If he doesn't show up soon I'm gonna be pissed." After around three hours straight walking, I reached the 'first crossroad'.
Even if I would disregard that forest seemed to grow and the plants to change, there were many things indicating I'm probably dreaming or on drugs; 1st: The landscape was completely different from how it should be, the forests I'm used to aren't on Plateaus and I definitely can't see the ocean on the horizon normally. 2nd: This place is actually completely untouched by humanity, and that is really weird. 3rd: As far as I'm concerned, Pegasi don't live in Germany. 4th: Why the fuck do I look like I came from an Anime Convention dressing up as a Fire Emblem: Awakening Villager? 5th: And why… Fuck this let's go back to point 4 and 3! Yeah, it might be totally well-made, I might look totally fabulous wearing it and everything around me is beautiful, but that's beside the point! Pegasi aren't usually flying through the sky and my clothing doesn't change by itself!
"WHERE THE FUCK AM I!" Utterly frustrate by my lack of knowledge of anything, I shouted my question probably loud enough I scared those Pegasi away.
*CRASH* I don't know how it sounded exactly, but I think this is as appropriate as it gets- As if a god heard me and was like "Don't you dare swear in my land!" the earth under me started to crumble.
It was terrifying. For me, someone with no real life experiences with earthquakes it was probably the worst that could happen. But I think the most people would be pretty terrified if the floor started to break apart under their feet. (If I wouldn't have been so frightened I might have added this as a point to my list why I'm probably dreaming or on drugs).
It was so sudden I immediately fell to my knees, and slid down a plate that slowly dug itself under earth. Pressing my whole weight against the floor, I avoided sliding down. Good job, Marius. Now if you would be so kind and stop this rapidly sinking piece of earth from colliding with the others, to save yourself from getting crushed, I would be very pleased. I tried to hold onto something, but I couldn't get hold of it and scraped my hand. The plate was still moving at an enormous speed, and I gave up on stopping it. I just wanted this Nightmare to end. But instead of getting crushed by mother earth I went through her. Literally.
I was quite lucky in those circumstances, and though I always considered myself lucky, I would have never thought Fortuna favors me this much. Instead of suffering a miserable fate by ending on a rock as pulpified guts, blood and bones, I broke through the thinnest part of the plateau I was standing on.
But now I was falling down from around 20 meters, and I definitely wouldn't survive this normally, but what of the things that happened would be considered normal?
"Bring it on! I won't go down so easy!" Half expecting to annoy someone with me mocking um…, nature, I foolishly exclaimed this.
As it happens, both I and the earth-plate survived the fall, and we continued to descend by sliding down. Boy, this is actually really fun! It's almost the same like mattress surfing on the stairs, but a little bit harder. The view was astonishing, an ocean to my left, great plains with many different kinds of wild animal and many different kind of plants, and a gigantic forest to my right.
"And a big rock blocking my way. I wonder what it's doing there, hm~" Then realization struck me and I noticed what nonsense I was babbling, "I'm fucked."
I crashed into the boulder.
I don't really remember what happened after collision, but I felt like shit. My whole body felt like it was falling apart, yet pressing everything together. Thankfully, I only had considerable few bruises, and I still could move my body. I just wanted to lie there and recover, but it was just too noisy around me, like I've fallen in a group of people. When I opened my eyes, I saw an axe raised over my head. Somehow, I found the power to get up and avoided a deadly blow. Under normal circumstances, I would have called for help or insulted the person attacking me, but I was too shocked when I found myself in a battlefield.
My attacker, Ima call him Ugly 1, attacked me again. This time, he made an upper cut from the low right, aiming right for my face. I didn't saw it coming, my dodge-reflexes saved me in the last moment. Then, he tried to yank off my head by pulling the axe back to him, and ducked and stepped back to left, his weapon missing my eyes by one hair. Ugly 1 relentlessly swung his weapon at me, but I managed to dodge for a time. After a few minutes, I felt completely drained. Ugly 1 on the contrary as an experienced warrior had no problem, I was just breathing a little bit stronger. I was waiting for his next attack, but Ugly 1 seemed to plan the next attack. When he suddenly smirked, I realized his plan. By back-stepping, I caught Ugly 2 off guard and his sword only graced my right arm. He fell over and tried to grab my shirt, but I elbowed him in the face.
There he goes. After I elbowed Ugly 2, I turned in his direction and started to run away, stepping on his face on the process. Dozens of corpses were distributed on the field, humans, horses and a few wyvern. The smell of fresh blood and dead meat polluted the air, having an emetic effect. The slight nausea I had caused me to stumble over a corpse and I fell over, turning my body in the process and landing on my back.
I just lay there, crying, I had completely given up. Slowly, I noticed Ugly 1 and his new found companions Ugly 3-5 walking towards me.
"~Don't give up.~" Despite the raging battle, I could hear a voice encouraging me.
"…" I stayed silent, attempting to ignore these words.
"~If you're no coward, rise and claim the weapon I'll grant you!~" The voice got more fierce, mocking my weak behavior.
This caused me to internally explode. All my confusion, my rage, my doubt and my fear dispelled, and I got a clear head. I glanced to the right, and noticed a dagger lying on the ground. I grabbed it and blocked away Ugly 1's stroke by striking the flat of his axe, causing his weapon to fall from his hands. Then, I kicked against his shinbone, making him fall in my direction, and stabbed him between his ribs.
Blood started dripping from the wound and his mouth immediately, quickly covering my hand. With that, my short moment of power ended.
Disgusted, yet kind of relived, I had to stop myself from breaking down or throwing up. Oddly enough, I was more disgusted by his dead body, then by killing him. What would make me into some kind of Psychopath or something. I wanted to get away from it as quickly as possible, so I chose to run again. My persuaders didn't let off, and they followed me through the battling crowd. Right when I thought I lost them, I came to a cliff. While they still weren't nowhere to be seen, I turned around searching for another way, but they quickly emerged from the crowd and surrounded me.
"We finally caught up to you, rat. Any last words?" With a scornful wisp, Ugly 4 asked the typical Bad-Guy-That-Thinks-He-got-you question.
I'm still unsure why I did that back then, but it turned out to be the best choice.
"Sayonara, Assholes!" Before I jumped off, I mocked them a last time.
While falling, my aerophobia started to act up, and every part of my body began to shake in fear. I started regretting my choice, seeing the floor approach me at an enormous speed. I shut my eyes, thinking: "At least your death was epic, man." , and awaited my death. But before my body hit the hard ground, big claws yank me up. The sudden change of direction hurt like hell, but it didn't seem like I would be dead any time soon.
"Grab onto that line and drag yourself up! Temeraire isn't used to carry people with his hands." A man, probably mid-30, with dirt-blonde hair, yellow eyes and black armor riding a black dragon, apparently called Temeraire, smiled at me.
Without a moment of hesitation, I took the rope and climbed up the dragon.
"I'm just guessing, but I think you're the one who saved me?"
"No, Temeraire saved you, I was just lending him a hand." The man answered, while searching for something in his bag.
He took out some kind of bottle and handed it to me. "Pour the vulnerary over the wound on your arm and drink the rest. It'll heal better." After giving me a vulnerary he gave me introductions on how to use it right. I wondered what he meant by wound, but I noticed blood dripping from the cut the Myrmidon gave me.
I did as told and nearly barfed out the vulnerary again. "Gods, that tastes disgusting."
"What did you expect? Good medicine tastes bitter." After hearing my small statement the Dragon Rider replied to it, in a way.
"Who are you, anyway? Not trying to sound rude."
"I don't mind. I am Lawrence Andrews, former Rosannean Admiral under Duke Virion, now one of the veteran members of the mercenary group 'The Wolfpack'. And your name is?" Without thinking or anything, he replied to my question so fast, it felt like he started answering before I finished asking him.
Before I told him my name, I looked down on the battlefield and saw the battling groups slowly falling to only a few men (or women). "You may call me Marius. Say, those people slaying one after another, are they part of 'The Wolfpack' too?" I asked.
"Yes, even if the younger ones aren't full members yet. But enough of this idle talk, let's head into battle! Hold on tight!"
Without a second warning, he dove right into the midst of the battlefield, and the airflow almost blew me away.
So close to the battlefield, I noticed for the first time how strong 'The Wolfpack' actually was. The first person I noticed was an Assassin with black hair and a scar on his forehead, slicing through them like butter. But he wasn't just using swords, he threw knives with a scary precision at enemies farther away, and every now and then, he used some kind of staff and teleported across the battlefield to guard a girl riding a Pegasus. The girl, who had cherry blonde hair and was wearing a light blue dress, flew over the battlefield and dove down occasionally. From time to time, an arrow flew in her direction, but every projectile got blown away with wind magic, apparently from a guy with long purple hair wearing a green Sage cloak wielding a wind tome. Right next to him, a young man with a long blue coat stabbed them with his sword. Not too far apart, another guy wearing the same, or at least similar blue coat, chanted strong fire spells while cutting people down with his onyx-colored blade. A few yards away, a walking purple armor and a red cherry haired young man with a grey and red armor, swung their lances and overpowered their enemies. Any attempts of mages to use magic were stopped by something other magical and a woman with long black hair wearing blue and white sniper armor taking them down from afar. A second, red haired, woman in a yellow Valkyrie outfit, riding a black mount, wielding a staff, and was blocking her enemies' magic apparently. In the midst of the battle, I noticed a white wolf with red linings on his fur ripping apart armor, weapon and human alike. And last but not least, Lawrence who I was riding with, and Temeraire. Temeraire just ran over everything on his way, while Lawrence slew them with his axe. In only a few minutes the battle was over. 'The Wolfpack' crushed them.
Lawrence put his bloody axe back up and said: "Now that the battle is over please dismount from Temeraire and hand over your weapons."
"Huh?"
To start, I'm not really good at writing authors notes or anything. But to all of you who didn't stop in the middle of the chapter, thank you.
And now to the people who send me the characters, if you have a problem with me bugging you for more information about your character or me using your character altogether, please PM me. Yeah I know a lot of your characters didn't even appear in the other story yet, but I'll (try to) use them as a fast as I can.
This is all I have to say, probably.
I'm Sol D. Mars and I hope to see you again!
