He-ya to any who care,
Long time, no see! I hope everyone has been doing well (and please excuse any of my ranting, i get way to temperamental at times). I also hope you enjoy this strange piece of work I've submitted. I'm hoping that it becomes a small one-shot series later. Popularity and interest will tell. Any mistakes, just say so.
Plodimsocks
Bravenwolf was afraid.
He shouldn't have been; he was a Tenkai Knight after all. Regardless of that, he was still afraid.
The Corekai were staring death straight in the face, if death looked like ten thousand of Vilius' soldiers, willing to do anything to obtain possession of the Nine Shards. And if death also looked like the fact that Bravenwolf had taken the smallest battalion out of the three, with his fellow knights taking ones possibly twice the size.
Although, he made up the numbers by simply taking the ones that could endure.
Kitri, whose sound blasts sent even Granox's heavy weights flying with a flick of her wrist.
Tetomi, of which could send sharp blades and spears of pure light energy that could glue the corrupted to where they were standing.
And finally, the last of the wind Tribe, Dromus, who could take even more hits than he dished out.
He shouldn't have been worried, with his three best generals and their men to back him up.
Yet here he was, watching the sands shift across the great wastes, as his generals discussed the battle plan behind him.
"So you and your men will take the ravine, taking care of any of the Corrupted that get past the loud mouth," Kitri scoffed. "While I take the east planes, towards the mountains, as Bravenwolf takes the caves. You okay with being our eye in the sky?" Tetomi nudged the indigo warrior companionably.
"Of course," Dromus nudged the spin blade right back. "Just remember; I have a limit on my flight."
The blue enchantress snickered. "As you wish, storm boy."
"Hey, who gave you teasing rights?"
"I don't know what you're talking about, yellow."
As the banter continued, Bravenwolf chuckled darkly, and sighed, flinching when a hand clasped his armor.
"…You seem worried, Fire Knight. What is it?" The winged warrior's soft voice calmed Bravenwolf's fraying nerves.
"I hate to admit it, old friend, but I am afraid. Vilius has been targeting any battalion I take to battle, and we've lost many of our number to his men. If Vilius joins this battle as well, I fear we will face a defeat unlike anything we have ever experienced."
Dromus snorted. "If that's all it is; you should not be worried."
Bravenwolf blinked. "What do you mean?"
"Vilius can't track Tenkai energy types, he merely sends out scouts to report where we are and who is there. If I used my form link ability to make myself look like you, we could get the drop on him, and with Tetomi's plan, I could stall him before he could get within a mile of the temple." Dromus paused before continuing.
"And besides," The indigo warrior chuckled, wings flickering out of existence. "Tributon and the others have a habit of being right where they're needed."
"If you believe so…" the red knight begrudgingly conceded.
"Of course."
They had never been so wrong.
And that is it for now. Any reviews, good or bad are welcome. (and I'm sorry, OC's are a common thing in many of my stories)