Alea Jacta Est-The Die Is Cast
Noctis Lucis Caelum waited patiently in the car as it inched closer and closer to his home, Tenebrae. The once happy haven had become a kingdom of doom and gloom. 'They're coming..I just know it..for the crystal…" his head was whizzing with many thoughts, all concerning that supposed crystal.
The "crystals" are of supposed power. Power in which nobody is able to resist without a fight. Every kingdom that heard about it will go as far as to destroy alliances, and have mutinies against their rightful kings. People won't give a damn if their whole kingdom is obliterated to get the crystal. When the crystal was in use, a characteristic trait of your body changed, as if to say: "You'd better watch out." There were five left until three were destroyed, and one left in the lonely kingdom of Tenebrae. The protector and ruler of said kingdom, Noctis Caelum. A quiet and solemn man, who had few he could trust, only a few who he could actually express emotions to:
Elise, his close childhood friend with auburn hair and amber eyes. She helped him with training and the occasional sparring.
Aero, his Lieutenant, possessing blue eyes and blond hair, carrying around a shotgun with him always.
Marcus, Aero's Captain, showing his war tale with a scarred left eye and a grateful soul.
Jasper, A man with glasses and a sneaky smile.
And Carlisle, a man aged with wisdom; Noctis' advisor, and a trusted man
Noctis blinked. He knew he was in trouble, he sensed it. But it was pretty obvious the second he left the car, walking down the stairs of the castle of Tenebrae. Soldiers glared at him as they began shooting at him, using guns of all different shaped and sizes. The aim was dead-on, but the second it got within arms reach, the bullets froze, and crashed onto the ground. Noctis lifted a hand into the air, and supposedly appearing out of nowhere, several weapons appeared. 1 swift move, and the weapons around him danced in the air, as he grabbed one blade. His eyes turned from a cerulean blue to a crimson red, and so, the eagle began to take flight.
Soaring through the air, Noctis flew through the night sky, as the other blades did the job themselves, taking care of the other gunmen. 5 minutes passed and the young prince left the area with an emotionless expression on his face, and corpses trailing behind. "Who the hell sent those?" he wondered as he walked up the stairs. He got as far as entering his bedchambers until, the second he touched the doorknob, he felt something cold and hard press his back.
" Watch your mouth, prince, or maybe your head might just get blown off.." A voice said, dark and deep, and somewhat silken..
" Aero, not now..I'm tire-" Noctis began but froze when he turned around. A petite auburn haired girl pressed the pistol against his forehead, a sword slung on her back, and a malicious smile on her face.
"E-Elise?!"
"Say goodnight, my prince…" Elise drew her blade, and stared at the shocked prince. She lowered her blade close enough for Noctis' now cerulean eyes to see the grain of the blade. Close enough for him to see how many times her blade had been folded over and over to achieve that certain strength. So close that you'd probably get the memo. She lowered it and-
A cliffhanger..dun dun dun… oye..I used so many Twilight names in that thing man! Flames and such are allowed..Okay..if I see at least 2 reviews for this story I'll update..I'm kinda low maintenance at times..
-Sakurai Chigusa..