Elsword: The Cold Machines

by ShadowClaw07

A sequel to My Shining Knight. The Elgang receives news of the Ruben El's location, now in Altera. However, none of them had expected to find Eve's long-lost race running rampant throughout the island. And with the terrifying Black Crows ravaging the land, they have their work cut out for them. The retrieval mission shall become an all out war for the Island of Altera!

1. Chapter 1

I did it! I finally wrote more! Sorry for my huge absence, I have been sturggling with writer's block, but I think with this I may have finally kicked the habit and gotten back to writing. Well, without further ado, enjoy!

Elsword: The Cold Machines

The sun rose over Elrios, and the new day was dawning. Aisha woke up with a yawn, and the sound of sizzling bacon greeted her ears. She got dressed in her usual High Mage attire and headed downstairs to grab a plate before Elsword had taken all the food. Eve was in the living room, performing maintanence on Moby, while Remy floated nearby. Chung was sitting at the table, and Aisha could hear Elsword hacking away at the training dummies outside. Rena was preparing the food, and Aisha couldn't help but sneak a piece of bacon from behind her. She took a seat next to Chung, who smiled at her, causing her to smile as well. It was a normal day.

"Food's ready!" Rena called, causing Eve to walk in from the living room, and Elsword to nearly tear down the back door to get at the food. As the Elgang munched on their meal, Rena cleared her throat and told them the news. "They found out where Ruben's El was taken. It's in a place called Altera, we'll be taking Wally's old airship to get there." She earned the nods of most at the table. Elsword just gave a muffled "alright" through his food stuffed mouth.

However, in Altera, things where not so happy. The native Ponggos were running for their lives. The Black Crows had found their underground hideout, and were trying to literally bring the roof down on them. Gladiators ravaged the city, killing every Ponggo they found, whether they be man, woman, or child. And from the deck of the mighty warship, the mysterious leader was watching the last refuge of Altera's natives crumble and burn. A wicked smile crossed his face as he saw the Gladiators leaving the base with their heads held high. And as the roof caved in, casting light on the tattered remains of Ponggos of all ages, he indulged in insane, maniacal laughter.

Okay, kind of short, but this was merely to set the scene. Next chapter, there shall be more :3