Man I'm tired. I spent like an hour thinking of future chapters and what they would be like. Trying to make the characters was a pain in the butt. Well I'll stop complaining ad let you enjoy the chapter. R&R!
Chapter 02: The Game and the Warrior
Kallen almost jumped out of her seat as Jura introduced himself. "Damn it Milly. How long are you going to torture me?"
"What's your hobbies?" a student asked. Jura scratched his head.
"Well I used to play chess, but now I play Knightmare Royale."
"Knightmare Royale? What the hell is that?"
"Well you'll learn in due time."
The students bombarded him with questions going from girlfriends to where he came from. The teacher finally halted them. "Alright Jura you can sit in the back next to Ms. Kallen. Kallen please raise your hand." Kallen raised her hand reluctantly. Jura walked right over and took a seat next to her.
"Good to see you again Kallen." Jura smiled. Kallen spat on the ground.
"That's makes one of us." Jura chuckled.
"Ara, if I didn't know any better I'd say you disliked me."
"Oh whatever gave you that idea?" Kallen asked dryly. Jura smiled again and kept smiling as Kallen told him to wipe that smile off his face.
Rivalz watched the two from his desk. "Already love is in the air." He then sighed. "Wish there was someone for me."
Mary who sat next to him whispered into his ear, "Want to go out sometime." Rivalz laughed.
"I'm desperate Mary, but not that desperate." Mary pouted while Max raised an eyebrow; for anyone else that would be laughing their heads off.
"Alright we'll start with today's lesson about the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse. The Four Horsemen were known as War, Famine, Death, and Conquest or Pestilence. There has been many interpretation about Conquest and Pestilence, some scholars even believe that the two went hand-in-hand. As for War…" the teacher lectured the students about the horsemen. Kallen didn't pay much attention to the lesson itself, but she noticed Jura listening…intently.
The bell rang. "Oh is it over already? Well anyway the test will be next Friday so go study. I'll see you all tomorrow." The students stood up and bowed to the departing teacher. The students quickly surrounded Jura asking him various questions.
"Where do you come from?"
"Do you have a girlfriend?"
"What is Knightmare Royale?" Jura perked up at the last question.
Jura spread his hands. "I'll show you." Jura held out his hand. It held four small cubes. "In my spare time I made these." Of course Jura actually did, but he just didn't remember so he couldn't tell everyone he doesn't remember making the cubes and a manual. "Open." The cubes expanded until each was the size of a chessboard. The chessboards had screens on the top of them. They connected to each other's side creating a gap in between them.
"So who would like to play? You can have as many as four players." None of the students were willing to try.
"I'll do it." The crowd parted revealing Kallen with one hand on her hip. She held Rivalz by the ear with Mary by her side. "And these two will join us." Jura grinned. The three of them seated themselves. Kallen across form Jura, Mary was on her right and Rivalz on her left.
"I'll explain the rules." The screen suddenly turned on. "Each player has at most twenty Knightmares. You can choose twenty or just one if you feel up to a challenge. The Knightmares are selected at random. After a game if you feel like you like the Knightmares you have then you can keep it. They will become a miniature figure and I will give them to you." The screen on the three newcomers shuffled through Knightmare profiles that Jura had studied from the latest war last night.
"The gap in between the four boards is the battlefield. The battlefield is randomly decided by the computer. The chessboard in front of you will show the battlefield as well as where your Knightmares are placed. This is a real time action so all Knightmares can move at once, but each has its own speed. For example if you had the Lancelot it would move at a tremendously fast speed compared to a Glasgow. Oh and by the way the enemies units are the color they picked and the color you picked is you're the color of your own units. Color can help camouflage or taunt your enemies or could be just for the fun of it. If you want you can see through anyone of your Knightmares like you were piloting it yourself."
"Damn this is crazy and you made this in your free time?" Rivalz asked as he scratched his head. He chose twenty Knightmares. Ten of them were Glasgows, seven Sutherlands, and three Burai, one of them a custom that he piloted.
"Yeah. When the map is set there may be buildings or obstacles such as trees. They can provide cover or help hide your Knightmare. There is also a fog of war just like in regular warfare. Each Knightmare can shoot at a certain distance, but some has the special ability to switch weapons or use a special attack. So if you're lucky you may get one of those Knightmares. Your objective is to kill the other Knightmares. Alright you guys know the basics so let's start!" Jura chose his Knightmare. He had already played the game before and chose Heaven's Prince. Kallen chose three Knightmares. One of them her Guren Mk-11 while the other two were Sutherlands. Mary confused by the whole game chose ten Knightmares, nine being Gloucester and the last being Mordred. The screen popped up showing the old Japanese town where Kallen first met Zero.
Kallen took control of her Guren as she slowly made her way. "Q-1, there is no movement on the right or left." Kallen flinched slightly from the voice. She didn't expect the machine to talk to her and use her old alias. One of the Sutherlands suddenly stopped and saluted her.
"It is an honor to fight beside the Guren. May you find victory this day." Kallen weakly saluted back not sure what was happening. Jura chuckled slightly.
"Ara, seems like I'm here first." Kallen looked at Jura. He wasn't talking. "In the game Kallen we can communicate. So don't hold back because no one can hear you from the outside, but you will need to open a channel between us if you want to talk." Jura turned off his channel before Kallen could reply.
"Hey Kallen this game is awesome! One of my guys already got blown up though…but it was awesome watching it blow up," Rivalz said as his face was shown on the screen on the bottom corner. Kallen sighed. "Oh shit!" Rivalz's channel suddenly stopped and it turned to static.
"Rivalz? Rivalz!" Kallen stood up. She looked around noticing all of the students' stares.
Rivalz was still in his seat. "Did someone call me?" Kallen slowly went back into her seat in embarrassment.
"Oh god, damn Jura and his game." Kallen looked over to her screen. Jura saw her and waved. She quickly hid under her screen again. She moved slowly through the rubble of the building with her two Sutherlands behind her Guren Mk-11. "Though I have to admit it feels like I'm back in the old days."
"Captain the enemy is—AGH!" Kallen looked at her board seeing that one of the Sutherlands behind her was down.
"How the hell did they get behind us!" The Guren ran toward the fallen Sutherland its legs were blasted from under the Knightmare. "Hurry up and eject. What are you waiting for?" The Sutherland didn't move.
"Captain my eject control is done for. I'll hold them off here you just go and win this battle." The Sutherland's pilot voice stopped coming from her screen.
"Damn it! Don't be a fool we can still get you out of here." Just when she said that five Glasgows appeared from the hole that their gunfire had made.
"Captain leave him! He knows his duty!" Kallen bit her lip and ran with the Sutherland. Kallen looked back at the Sutherland with its gun ready to fire and a hand on a grenade.
"Captain it has been an honor even it was short." The Sutherland was shot to pieces as the Glasgows opened fire. Kallen turned her head away as the Sutherland blew up taking the five Glasgows with it.
"Damn." Kallen and her last Sutherland got out of the building. The area was a large open plain with dirt, dirt, and more dirt. In the middle of it all was a large pillar where a sitting Heaven's Prince was waiting there.
"Man this is cool. Feels like I'm actually piloting a Burai Custom! Got to give Jura props." Rivalz moved his Burai forward. He split his group into with his Burai and the two others positioned middle, the Glasgows on the far flanks, and the Sutherlands were scouting out ahead. Rivalz saw five of his Glasgows signals disappear. "Damn first an ambush then losing five of my dudes at once? Crazy." One of Rivalz's Glasgows was taken out by Mordred and her team.
"Well this is cool I wonder what these baby can do?" Rivalz was about to order his team to regroup when suddenly one of the Glasgows signals suddenly disappeared. "Huh?" Screams came from his screen as the Glasgows started to disappear one after another.
"General! We're being attack by long—!" the transmission ended. Rivalz shook his head. The voices seemed almost real like he was actually on a battlefield commanding men and sending them to their deaths.
"General the whole Glasgow team has been wiped out. Your orders?" Rivalz looked at the Burai next to him.
"Yeah, um tell the others…to um…regroup." The Burai nodded and signaled the others to regroup of them. Rivalz leaned back in his chair. "Damn this is crazy."
"General," Rivalz looked at the screen, "all of the men have regrouped and await your orders."
"Fine, um, let's proceed onward." Rivalz and his group slowly moved upward. Suddenly one of the Sutherlands on his right went up in flames. "Holy shit!"
"General long range fire! The enemy if out of range!" Rivalz shook his head.
"Find some cover!" Another Sutherland was split in to two by an unknown object. Rivalz and his remaining Knightmares got under cover. Hundreds of bullets flew down on them destroying one of his Sutherland Knightmares and hurting the two Burai.
"Ara, seems like the game is starting to really heat up, but who will be here to take me down~?" Rivalz noticed the voice sounded exactly like Jura's.
"General the enemy is taunting us! I say we take him down!" one of the pilots of the Burai exclaimed, many among the ranks nodded their heads or voiced their agreement.
Rivalz shrugged at the game. "Alright let's go!" The Knightmare pilots roared as they ran through the area. Bullets came flying at them as well as some debris. Two Sutherlands were destroyed in the first five seconds. Rivalz jumped over a wall and slashed falling debris in half.
"Damn it!" One of the Sutherlands legs were shot off. Unfortunately three Gloucesters ambushed Rivalz's men from behind. The last two of his Sutherlands turned around.
"General we'll hold them here. Please go on ahead and find victory!" Rivalz shook his head. He saluted unconsciously and ran with the last two Knightmares in his force. He watched his screen as the last three of the Sutherlands' signals blinked out.
"This is almost way too realistic," Rivalz said to himself.
"General we're in the middle! There are some unidentified Knightmares here!" Rivalz ran through the building seeing a white Knightmare sitting on top of a pillar facing the Guren and one of the Sutherlands.
"La, la, la!" Mary sang as she made her way through the building. Her remaining five Gloucesters followed her in a V-formation. Two of them were off scouting in front.
"Honored Lady, two of our scouts has found the rest of the Knightmares." They called her Honored Lady because she typed her name in which gave the computer the assumption that she was female. Mary nodded absently as she hummed a tune. The two scouting Gloucesters joined back up with them.
"La, la, la," she sang the head Gloucester sweat-dropped.
"Honored Lady, this is no time to be absent minded. The White Horse is here!" Mary stopped singing.
"White Horse? Who comes up with a silly name like that?" The still alive Gloucesters shared a look.
The pilot's voice went careful and patient like talking to a child, "The White Horse is a legend among us. He has never been hurt and has never fought with allies. He's like the devil himself." Mary giggled. "I don't see what so funny Honored Lady is."
"This is a game. So why do you guys speak as if this was a life or death situation." The soldiers laughed.
"To you it may be a game Honored Lady, but to us we were created for this purpose. To fight and die for our users that is how our creator made us. Every day we experience life and death, every day we experience hate and anger, and every day we lose or win. That is our existence is to win or lose and trust me we do actually try to win." The head Gloucester turned his back on her. "Alright, G-6 through 8 get behind the target's men and fire." The three Gloucesters ran toward a different building.
Mary watched the dots on her board split up. "Hey I didn't order this!" The head Gloucester looked at her.
"We are in this to win. If you can't step up to the plate and lead us, we act on our own. Didn't our creator tell you about that?"
"No in fact he didn't." Mary pouted slightly as the four Gloucesters around her escorted/dragged her through the building.
"This is G-6 we found the targets, permission to fire?" Mary was about to say no when the head Gloucester interrupted.
"Permission granted."
"Let's go!" Mary heard gunshots and screams as her men engaged the enemy. "Die scum!" She watched as the one three of the Gloucesters' signals went out. "They got the Sergeant!"
"Keep firing you fools! If we win we will be upgraded to higher ranks!" The private yelled and fired.
"It's a grenade!" Mary heard the private yell an explosion followed two seconds later. The last of the two Gloucesters' signals flickered out as did the signal of the enemies.
"Good work soldiers," the head Gloucesters whispered; he was loud enough for Mary to hear.
"Alright soldiers we move on! You know where the White Horse is and the rest of them are! We are in this to win!" Move out!" The surviving three pilots yelled in agreement as their Knightmares ran forward. Mary followed after them.
"Ara, I didn't expect so many of them to still be around," Jura dangled his Knightmare's legs from the top of his pillar. Mary's group ran in from Jura's right, Kallen's group was in front of him, and Rivalz's group was on his left. "Well I guess I can't keep them waiting."
Jura's Knightmare stood up on the pillar. "Welcome to the best part of the game. So far you have fought in the buildings where anywhere can hold an enemy. Now you're in my area where there are no rules only fight to the death." The three users were slightly unnerved by what Jura said, but their subordinates shouted in anticipation.
"Damn these guys are really getting into it," Rivalz said as he watched his two Burai shoot at the Guren.
"Tell your men to stop firing Rivalz!" Kallen's face appeared on his screen. "We first take down Jura then we take down each other."
Rivalz pondered the idea and then agreed. "What about Mary will she join?"
"I already talked to the second in command. They agree."
"Alright then let's take Jura down!" All the Knightmares pointed their guns at Heaven's Prince/ White Horse and opened fire.
"Ara, I certainly didn't expect for all three of you to gang up on me." Kallen turned her head to find HP behind her on a building. "Oh dear, is it time already! I guess they have been getting impatient. You better start running!" HP stood up and ran.
"Hey wait a minute!" Kallen was about to go after him when three gray Sutherlands blocked her path.
"Did I forget to mention that if you spend a long time in the game you may have reinforcements just like in the real world or a third party may appear and attack you!" Kallen almost hit her screen when Jura's face appeared then disappeared. The three Sutherlands opened fire destroying her last warrior.
"Die!" Kallen kicked the middle Sutherland's legs off and placed her right hand on to its head. "Eat this!" The Sutherland bubbled up then exploded. The Guren back flipped as the two flanking Sutherlands shot at each other killing one another.
Rivalz sighed as he watched Kallen land lightly. "Game or even in real life she is the ace of the Black Knights."
"AGH—!" Rivalz looked behind him to see five Sutherlands behind him. Both of his Burai were down. Rivalz wasn't stupid enough to take 5 on 1 so he ran.
"Run away!" Rivalz dodged the bullets in his Burai as he ran towards Mary's group who were having their own troubles with human foot soldiers and anti-Knightmare tanks. Mary sang as a rocket hit her Knightmare's shield. One of the Gloucesters shot the building down along with the humans inside of it who carried rocket launchers also blocking the path of the tanks. Mary saw Rivalz's trouble and shot Mordred's missiles out of her chest. Three of the Sutherlands went down while two pursued Rivalz. Rivalz seeing the odds turning to his favor turned around and rushed at the two shooting one with his torso-mounted machine gun. One of the Sutherlands went down as the other shot at the Burai Custom. Rivalz spun in the air dodging the bullets and landing in front of the Sutherland. Rivalz cut it down in the middle with his sword causing the Sutherland to split in half, and then explode.
"Thanks Mary," Rivalz said. Mordred waved her hand at him.
"What are friends for?"
"Well I may not know what some friends do to help, but a captain usually tries to keep his men alive!" the head Gloucester yelled over the gunfire. He and his comrades were behind debris shooting a couple of Sutherlands. One of the Sutherlands tried to rush in, but was immediately filled with holes.
"Bombs away!" Mary exclaimed as she pointed her missiles at the Sutherlands. She blew up half the building along with the enemies inside.
"Damn I wish I had that!" Rivalz yelled as he chopped a Sutherland that appeared from nowhere. The three forces held off an onslaught of Sutherlands as they tried to figure a way out.
One of the Gloucesters threw his gun at a Sutherland temporarily blinding him. He ran at it with his knife and slashed its chest. "I'm out of ammo!" he yelled as he was about to pick up the fallen Sutherland's gun. Three other Sutherlands shot at him forcing him to get behind cover.
The head Gloucester shot at the three Sutherlands from behind his wall killing one. He tried to shoot at the others but his gun ran out of ammo. He searched his Knightmare for another magazine. "I'm out too." The last Gloucester emptied his last magazine.
"Hey Kallen we need a plan fast!" Rivalz told her as he ducked under his cover. A barrage of bullets shot at it. "I ran out of ammo and Mary won't have enough to kill all of them!" Kallen threw the head of the blown up Sutherland to the ground.
"We have to take out Jura. He wants us to waste all of our ammo before we get to him!" Kallen ducked under a slash harken and grabbed the Sutherland's arm. She ripped it off and smashed the Sutherland's head with her other arm.
Mary destroyed another five Sutherlands using her missiles. "Well let's get moving then!" She flew in the air taking hundreds of bullets with no apparent effect.
"You could at least wait for us Mary!" Rivalz shouted as he and Kallen went through the building. The three Gloucesters followed close behind each one holding a dead Sutherland's gun.
One of the Gloucesters tried to use the gun but the fingers wouldn't use it. "Damn fingers! What kind of idiot made a Knightmare that can't use other guns?!" He threw it at an incoming Sutherland knocking it down.
"Anybody got a grenade?"
"I got one, but it's my last."
"Give it." The Gloucester tossed the grenade as they hid behind cover. The Guren and Burai were also behind debris in a domed building with only two entrances, one in front of them and the other behind. They covered the front while the three Gloucesters covered the back. Sutherlands come pouring in as the Gloucester threw the grenade. "Fire in the hole!"
A large explosion killed a score of Sutherlands clearing the back area. The Guren finished off her last Sutherland with her arm as did the Burai Custom who chopped the Knightmare into four pieces.
"We'll hold them here. Just keep your head and bring us back the White Horse's!" Kallen looked at the Burai Custom and shrugged. Rivalz answered the same way.
More Sutherlands came from the back. "Hurry up!" Kallen and Rivalz zoomed away leaving the three Gloucesters behind.
The head Gloucester looked at the watched the two Knightmares depart. "Well it's been fun, but our time is up."
"I wonder if we will go up any levels."
"If we do I will be a captain."
"Yeah I'll drink to that!" The three Gloucesters' pilots laughed as they ran at ten Sutherlands all pointing at them with guns.
"I found him Kallen. He's just around the corner though I can't find Mary's signal." Rivalz and Kallen turned around the corner only to find Mordred's head in White Horse's hand. He juggled the head back and forth as he used the chest as a leg rest.
The Knightmare finally noticed them. "Oh here you are. I hoped the Sutherland's didn't cause too much trouble." White Horse dropped the head to the ground crushing it with his foot.
"Jura you're going down!" Kallen ran at him with her arm. White Horse matched her arm with his left. She grinned as she activated her special arm. Instead of blowing up White Horse his left arm started to glow with an eerie red light.
"Ara, such vigor, but still it doesn't matter if you rush your opponent blindly." Kallen's screen darkened. She noticed the energy levels of her Knightmare, it was 0. The red light stopped glowing. He let go of the Guren's hand. The Guren went into a kneeling position and stayed there. White Horse walked right by it to face Rivalz.
"Hey Jura I got to give you props on this game man. It is cool." Rivalz laughed. The Burai's head came cleanly off landing a few feet in front of the Guren.
"Tch, amateur. I hate amateurs." HP slowly walked toward the still kneeling Guren. "That is why I like you Kallen. You are an experienced fighter, not some lucky fool who was able to land a hit, but I must admit I was disappointed when you came straight at me instead of just analyzing the situation first."
"Sorry to disappoint, but I haven't piloted the Guren in a long time." White Horse nodded.
"Then we will have to fix that don't we?"
"Fix?" Kallen couldn't get an answer as Jura split the Guren down the middle.
"Guess she wasn't one of them."
The next day
Jura yawned as he got up from his bed. He absently whistled a happy tune as he went into the shower. He undressed from his boxers and t-shirt and went right in. He came out ten minutes later wiping his hair off with a towel. He kept whistling as he wrapped another towel around him and started to walk out of his room. By the word of Kallen there was no one here, but him. So Jura just shrugged when he heard a shower going off.
He followed the sound and walked into the bathroom unconcerned about the possible danger. He didn't notice the shower curtain in the room, opening. He whistled as he walked his eyes closed. He finally heard the water stopping and looked at the shower. He saw a woman with amber hair with streaks of red in it walk out wiping her long hair. She had a voluptuous body on par with Kallen's to Jura's perspective. Jura analyzed her and noticed she wasn't wearing anything causing him to blush. He coughed acquiring the woman's attention. She turned around her eyes popping open. Jura found his eyes not on her breasts or *cough* the part that separated they guys from girls, yay let's go with that, but on her dark crimson eyes.
The woman stared at Jura. Jura raised his hand and smiled one of his winning smiles. "Yo!" That was all he saw as a white towel covered his face. Jura felt his feet being lifted off the ground as he flew backwards with a weight on top of him. Acting on instinct than on thought Jura rolled in midair cushioning the fall by using the woman, landing on top her. She fell down from the weight and when she tried to get up Jura kneed her in the stomach.
The woman gasped as the air was knocked out of her by Jura's knee to her stomach. Darkness crept to the edges of her eyes. Her head woozy from just getting out of her hot shower, she saw the man standing above her a hand on her breast and that is what she last saw before darkness took her.
"I wonder if I should sell these." The woman stirred slightly at the sound of a familiar voice. "They probably make a lot of money, maybe I could blackmail her." Fear shook through her body as she realized the man's idea. "These will make her famous, but most of all a slave." The woman shot up and looked around. She felt the couch under her as she looked for the man. She found him with pictures in hand sitting at his table with a steaming cup close by him.
"Hey you!" The man looked up. He sighed and turned his face away. The woman noticed that her blanket had fallen off revealing everything again. She gathered her blanket quickly blushing the whole while.
Jura sighed. "My dear lady, I don't mind if you go around naked, but I would like you to please refrain from flashing me. You body is quite nice, but I doubt I can hold a nosebleed any longer." The woman was flustered unable to take it as an insult or compliment.
"What are those pictures you're holding?" the woman asked trying to change the subject. Jura smiled.
"Well my name is Jura and like you I also live here," Jura said completely ignoring her question. He threw a red colored ball at her. On reflex she caught it in the air and looked at it. Jura smiled again as he threw five balls quickly at her. The woman easily caught each of them accepting the challenge and juggled them with one hand smirking the whole time. Suddenly one of the balls opened up causing her to drop the other five. It transformed slowly into a miniature Knightmare. It had a pointed head with a very thin mid-section. On its back it had one, large sword equipped with a small gun, she also noticed that the sword had a small line between the swords signifying that they could be split into two. The legs were bent like a skier. Both arms had five fingers each one looking deadly sharp.
The woman was completely entranced by it. "So may I ask your lovely name? Hello—! Hello!" The woman shook her head and faced Jura. "So what is your name?"
The woman looked at the model again completely fascinated. "It is Bellona…Bellona War." Jura smiled.
"Keep the Knightmare, Bellona. I believe I have found a friend." Bellona looked at him. She finally noticed the cool breeze.
"Yeah intros done and all, but I need some clothes!" Jura threw her one of his t-shirts.
"You can wear that until we can get back to your rooms and get you your clothes." Bellona was about to protest but saw Jura not listening anymore. She reluctantly put on the shirt. Surprisingly enough it went down to her upper thighs covering all the important areas. Bellona sat down in the chair seeing nothing else to do as Jura. She tapped her finger as the silence went on. She sighed loudly as Jura continued to ignore her just staring at the photos he held the whole time sighing once in awhile.
"What the hell are you looking at?" Bellona asked tired of waiting. She walked behind him to see a photo of various Knightmares. Nothing odd, but her eyes flickered as she saw a picture of Kallen standing next to her Guren Mk-11. Jura smiled as he picked that exact photo out of the bunch. Bellona puffed her cheeks up as she looked at Kallen. "What's so great about her?" Unknowingly Bellona had said her thought aloud.
Jura looked up and smiled. "You wouldn't understand War." Bellona puffed her cheeks even larger this time. She crossed her arms under her chest.
"Try me." Jura shrugged.
"Someone you respected, liked, even blushed at their mere face, but you could never tell your feelings toward that person no matter how hard you try. Can't muster up the courage or thoughts to confess or ask the person out. Every time you are tongue-tied and unable to do anything about it even just by the person's greeting. Do you understand?" Bellona shook her head. Jura, to her surprise, laughed heartily throwing his head back.
"Then you are truly War," Jura said mystically. Bellona shook her head again as she watched the odd person check out a Knightmare that resembled the figure she held all the while smiling as he placed it down next to three other pictures.
"Welcome HW. Welcome Heaven's Warrior."
Underground base of the Black Knights
"Lord Zero!" The soldier wearing a Black Knight jumped to attention, his brown hair slightly moved, saluted Zero who waved his hand.
"At ease, Paris. So where are the Knightmares heading to now?" Paris's blue eyes went to the screen in front of him. It showed three, red dots, representing Knightmares, moving slowly to a group of green dots, Zero's forces.
"The Knightmares moving on their own are coming to sector V. Unit 1-3 are ready to engage." Zero nodded.
"Send them in."
Battlefield
"Here they are boys!" Hector yelled from his Sutherland. A force arrayed of mostly Knightmares and some foot soldiers, stood ready. Three Knightmares, completely black Burais, charged at them their gleaming black swords over their heads just one-hundred yards away. "Fire!" Hector's force fired bullets to missiles. A large dust cloud went up from the continuous fire that seemed to go on for hours instead of the two minutes. "Cease fire!" Hector smiled thinking the black Burais defeated.
His eyes widened when he saw that the only thing that the bullets hit were a group of his own men that he had sent to flank the Burais. "Shit!" Hector turned around to see three of the Burai slash through the ranks of his Sutherlands. A Sutherland futilely tried to shoot the Burai, but the bullets were absorbed into its armor.
Hector yelled over the radio, "All units regroup at position B! Snipers give us some cover fire!" Hector and ten of his remaining Knightmares broke free from the killer Burais. Hector heard the loud fire of sniper rounds. He quickly reformed the line inside a deserted building hoping to get the Burais off his tail for the moment. "All units report."
"F-1 reporting!"
"F-2…"
"F-3…" Hector heard the rest of the men called in. A force of over thirty was defeated by three Burai. Hector shook his head knowing he would never hear the end of Paris lecturing him. "Capt—AGH!" Hector quickly looked to the Knightmares behind him. Three of them already half way painted with black. He saw a shadow…no a monster with a white mask and hole in its chest, grabbing one of his Knightmare and dripped itself on its shoulder. Hector watched in horror as the monster with the hole in its chest engulfed his subordinate's Knightmare in black.
"Take them down!" Hector shot the four black Knightmares. The surviving warriors followed his example, but the results were the same. The bullets were absorbed every time they hit. "Run and shoot! Retreat to base!" Hector taking his own command led the retreat. Three Burai blocked their path. Hector shot at the middle one and shot out his slash harkens. The Burai deftly blocked both harkens in the air, but it bought the precious seconds that Hector needed to get right past him. Hector noticed that only three of his warriors were still following him.
He reached the light and moved through the destroyed area. Hector sighed in relief thinking it was all over until the ground blew up all around him. "Shit who was that!" Hector looked around then up at the sky. "It can't be!"
End
So how'd you like the chapter? Well there are some clues here for my grand design so I hoped you appreciate them. Well I'll shut up now and see you guys next time. This is precptormyth101 saying buh-bye amigos! R&R!
