The Legend of the Black Lightning

By Kyle McBride(Feller)

The White Fang, the Fanus organization that originally had preached the word of peace for the people. Humans...humans hated them still. Discriminated and did what they could. Even to the point of war. After the peace treaty was signed between the two races. It finally had seemed it was over, only for the naïve however. Humans still discriminated them, wouldn't serve them, did anything they needed to. All of it changed after the White Fang leader stepped down and his place, a new one took it. One who resorted to violence and even worse, acts of terrorism. After the first couple of attacks, Vale had realized the danger they would present. So, in the ashes of fear, the Order of the Black Rose was born. A organization with the sole intent of protecting Vale and all of Humanity from the extreme of the White Fang. For once, it was working. We were driving them back. Humanity may have a chance of being safe while living in peace with the normal Fanus. It was why I joined. It was because I wanted something pure and true to believe in. It wasn't until later I had realized what I had. The horror of my actions. I am Kyran Rhodes, Knight in the Order of the Black Rose. This is my story.

The smell of mechanical smoke clouded the air of Forever Fall forest. It had driven off the Grimm, to an extent. Only a few hours ago, the Schnee Dust company reported to the Order that one of their cargo trains was attacked. From the looks of it, it was the White Fang. I had showed up as the second investigation group. I had seen the damage, many battle drones were destroyed and even a giant mech as well. However, I had noticed more when I got closer. There was no real destructive damage. Which was strange. The White Fang use explosives to make their point known. Yet, there was no such evidence of that.

"Kyran! Finally, you show up! Where the hell were you?" a voice yelled. I looked over, it was Commandant Carren, Leader of the Black Rose. My father.

I looked at him before giving a sigh of disappointment. "You gave me an hour notice to get out here and had to get myself through Forever Fall. What did you expect?" I responded with. I was looking him in the eyes. His size dwarfed mine. It stared me down with intimidation.

"Fine, at least you got here. We have 2 men missing trying to get here and we need all the help we can get." Carren said without any sign of remorse or concern for his men. Which seem not even to fade him.

"Why don't we send a search party for them? They are your men!" I stated at him with an authoritative tone.

"And you are my son, your safety is my concern. They knew the risks joining. I hope you understand that." He said without looking away from the train.

"So did I father, give me there location beacons. I'll track them down" I said. He looked at me in confusion as if he didn't understand me. But then quickly accepted the reality.

"Fine, I sent their last know locations to your PDA, "if" you find them, report back. If you don't, which is more the case. Well, document their names and we will recover them." His father finished before going to meet with the other commanders of the group. I sighed before pulling out the PDA as the new notification was received. It was a tracker program with the two locaters in them. As it quickly installed itself, 2 blips popped up due north about 400 meters.

I looked at it with shock and thought to myself. If this was only 400 meters away, why didn't anyone send out someone? Did anyone hear anything? I was now terrified. Did they know about this? Or rather not say. I shuddered with fear as I put the PDA in my coat and began heading towards the locaters. As I headed deeper in the forest, the beeping for the beacons grew faster in pace along with my heart. I reached for my sword which was a black steel blade with a white steel interior. It had a high dust reception to where it can use the dust as a conduit and thus, an elemental blade. My hands were shaking as the beeping got louder. I quickly picked up the scent of copper, blood.

I prayed to myself that everything would be okay, but I knew I was lying to myself. I scanned the area once I reached the beacons. I noticed two bodies almost immediately. Both of them had Black Rose gear. The fear was swimming in me as I inched near them. My hands holding the sword were covered in sweat and shaking. I saw that both men had been brutally murdered. I finally got close enough to identify the wounds. It was deep cuts, sword cuts that were all fresh. I turned and twisted around in fear trying to identify if anyone was waiting. I then heard a branch snap as I swung my sword towards the direction of the noise. My swing was quickly interrupted with it clashing into something. I came to my senses as I quickly realized what had happened. It was a man with a trench coat and white mask who had blocked my sword with his. I looked at his face but was covered with the mask. I was terrified as I began to tear up.

"You Black Rose scum should have never come here." The mysterious figured growled as he swung his sword again. I instinctly blocked it as the force knocked me back. I quickly recovered as the training in me kicked in as I brought my sword down to kill. The man easily blocked it as I had continued my flurry of quickly rushed attacks towards my assailant. My anger rising over my fear. The man had laughed with content. Knowing his skill had easily overtaken mine. He then knocked my sword away from my hands. He knocked me to the ground. The man had an evil smile on his face with the content of victory, but it wasn't enough. He twirled his sword around as he brought the sword down and impaled it into my chest.

"AHHH!" I screamed with pain as I felt the blade enter in me. It got worse as it twisted itself around, making it only worst. The man keeled down, and looked me in my face, seeing the tears roll down my face. "You humans must learn, you are weak, stupid, and don't and will never understand our struggle. What we do, is for us. We want to live in peace. But you warmongers, always want to be the dominant force. Well you will soon learn. That is not the case." He pushed it in deeper as my vision began to fade. I pushed my locator with my free hand with what strength I had left. "You were made to die." His words echoed as I passed out. The pain was overwhelming, and I didn't know what was next. Was I to die? To go on in the world of the dead. There was darkness all around. I guess this was it. My time was over. I accepted my fate, my death, and what I did.

However, I heard a noise, it was quiet. Then it got louder, yet I was confused. What was happening? What...what is going on? Then a bright white light had overtaken my eyes. Was this it? Was it my time to meet my god? To go on with whatever I needed to do next? I embraced it and moved forward.