An irritable growl then, "Idiotic goggles…" He quickly rummaged through the duffel bag in annoyance. "Where are they? I'm sure they were here…Ah! There they are." He snatched up the goggles and put them on, grumbling to himself.
Snap!"Ouch!" He blinked, opening his eyes to a red tinted world. His frown returned and he rubbed at the skin around his eyes. "Its just so…" He looked around the room in frustration. "…Stupid."
It was stupid. Simple.
Was it a law that you had to wear these stupid red tinted goggles? Of course he wouldn't know that, but still.
He zipped up the bag and threw it under his cot with more aggression then needed. The bag hit the wall with a thud.
He glared at the spot where it had disappeared. He eventually broke his gaze from the spot and sat down on the floor, arms hanging limply on his lap.
"…Just doesn't feel right." He muttered to himself, glaring at the floor. He hadn't asked for this. He had had no desire to join in the fight in another war. He could have cared less if he had watched that damn orphanage for life.
But no.
She had to come along and ruin it all. Out of all the kids in that wretched place she just had to pick them. Sure he hadn't been very civilized about the whole thing…but she hadn't been either!Xxx
Three days agoYawning he rubbed at his eyes tiredly. Summer had come along and with it wonderful warm weather. He yawned again and leaned back against the tree, smiling to himself.
Down below the caretakers had let the kids out to enjoy the weather. They ran and played with each other in packs. The biggest pack was playing a game that involved sitting in a circle, tapping someone on the head, and then running around and around…
"Their games are so…strange." He said out loud as he watched them continue the game.
One of the smallest packs consisted of only four members. Two boys, one girl and a small white ferret like creature. He compared the small pack to the big pack.
Unlike the other pack the three children were playing a game that he knew well.
"Are you ready?" One of the boys questioned. He held a small black ball that he passed to the girl who in turn passed it to the other boy.
The two children nodded. The ball came back to the first boy but instead of passing it on again he dropped it to the ground and kicked it hard. It flew along the ground, coming to a stop a few yards away.
All three broke into a sprint for the ball, including the small white creature. It was dead even, but suddenly one of the boys pulled ahead of the others and snatched up the ball. He turned and grinned.
"State your ranks!" He shouted.
The little girl stretched out one of her arms and put her hand on her wrist. "Healer!"
The other boy grinned, put one wrist on top of the other and held them close to his chest, closed fists facing him. "Warrior!"
They waited in sudden silence as the first boy put the ball on the ground. They all took five steps back and waited, eyes trained on the ball.
The first boy put his right hand on his left shoulder and his left hand on his right elbow. "Rouge." As soon as the word left the first boys mouth, they all sprung for the ball.
The 'Warrior' was about to snatch up the ball when suddenly-
Dong! Dong! Dong!He sat up with a start, rushing out of his interest in the game. Automatic instincts kicked in.
Surrounding area…There. Near the edge of the Terra. About twelve skimmers were landing, diamond formation.
Insignia……It looked like…well he couldn't exactly say what it was yet. Threat…unknown.
Any signs of danger…He scanned the sky.
No battleships standing by. Clear weather.
…Kids!He looked back at the area where the three children were, but they weren't there. Panicking he was about to spring down the cliff face, but stopped short when he caught sight of them walking inside with the rest of the kids.
He waited until they were completely out of sight and the doors had been shut behind them, before looking back at the visitors. They were nearing the orphanage fast.
Something isn't quite right…He stood up suddenly and raced for the cliff edge. The ground left his feet and he was free falling.
Half way down he turned and caught hold of the rock face, sticking like a spider. A few loose rocks and pebbles shook off and fell. He waited until he was sure no one had seen or heard him before continuing down.
Reaching the bottom he took off, darting through the shadows like a ghost. Looking up he found that the skimmers had reached the orphanage. The riders were just getting off their skimmers and walking for the entrance. A hooded figure led the pack forward at a brisk pace.
No! He couldn't have known about this place!Adrenaline rushed through his veins as the situation turned for the worst. He ran with everything he had, desperation reaching max levels. He neared the pack rapidly, never stopping in his relentless pace to keep them away.
Everything went into slow motion as he ran for the leader. Angry screams and shouts arose and staves were raised as he neared. He ignored them all, throwing down a smoke bomb to hide his position. He could see the leader turn through the smoke, face hidden beneath a cloak.
This ends today.
He tackled the person, both of them falling to the ground. He pinned the guy roughly, both wrists securely pinned above his head, and whipped out his dagger. He pressed it against the guy's throat, and leaned in close a scowl on his face.
"Any last words Kreven-
A gust of wind suddenly blew the hood off the person's head beneath him. Smoldering violet eyes burned into his shocked blue ones.
A red tint rushed onto his face as he came to a realization.
'He' was a 'she'…
He had no time to react as the girl beneath him suddenly kicked out her legs, pushing him off. She stood up and whipped out a staff, bringing it into a defensive position.
He stood up quickly and checked how much time he had to get out of there. The smoke was slowly starting to clear, but he still couldn't see any bodies.
He looked back at the girl, a red tint still coloring his cheeks.
How could I not see that it was a girl?!He swallowed his embarrassment and sheathed his dagger. He didn't mean any harm to the person in front of him, so maybe if he showed that he wasn't going to fight…
"Look." He said, avoiding the girl's eyes. "I didn't know-I mean I thought you were someone else. I didn't mean to attack you."
The girl didn't budge. "You have no idea how many times I've heard that one."
The crystal blast came so fast he didn't have time to dodge it. The shot would have hit him smack dab in the face, but thanks to the smoke her aim was off. It grazed by his cheek, leaving a rather large gash in its place.
He yelped, his delayed reaction moving him to the side.
What kind of crystal is that?!His momentary shock passed over to anger. "I said I was sorry!"
A sudden blur of motion, a sharp pain in his chest, and then…the sky? It took his brain a few seconds to catch up with what was happening. Catching sight of the staff brought him to the situation.
He was lying on the ground, flat on his back. The smoke was almost gone, and he could see the other people. The staff was pressed against his chest. And above all this, one fiercely pissed off girl.
…Why does this always happen to me?
He glared up at the girl defiantly, trying to get up. She only pushed down on him harder. "Don't. Move."
"Who do you think you are!" He yelled, finally losing his patience. "Just because some guy comes out of nowhere and attacks you doesn't give you the right to…well it does, but still!"
The girl smirked down at him. "Well I think I'm Master Cyclonis herself."
She's Master Cyclonis!?Groaning he let his head fall back on the ground. "I picked the wrong person to mess with."
The smoke was now completely gone and the talons were surrounding them. His dagger had fallen out of its sheath and lay out of reach.
There was no way out this time.
…Or so he thought.
Chomp!
Master Cyclonis stepped back and yelled. Not caring at the moment, just glad to have the staff off, he jumped up and grabbed his dagger. Sheathing it, he barreled past one of the guards and disappeared in the woods.
Xxx
It was a few hours later and everything had calmed down. He had finally made his way back to his perch after hours of evading talons.
Groaning he dropped to his knees and laid down flat on his stomach. He was covered head to toe with cuts and bruises, thanks to the many tree branches and talons he had to fight.
Sure they had horrible fighting skills, but if more then four ganged up on him…well he found his survival rate falling at a scary pace.
The girl, or as he now knew as Master Cyclonis, had long ago disappeared into the orphanage. Good thing or bad, he could have cared less. Night was descending and more then once he could swear he heard footsteps approaching.
Sighing he curled himself into a ball at the trees base, praying for sleep to come. He was exhausted and wanted this day to end.
He slowly drifted off.
Xxx
"Promise me!"The ship gave another lurch to the side, followed by a loud banging noise. His eyes widened as he figured out the sound.
Footfalls.
Hundreds of footfalls banging against the deck.
The man in front of him gave him another shake, snapping him back to attention. "Lucas promise me you'll do this!"
"But what about you and the others? I can't just leave!"
"You have to. You two need to get out of here as fast as you can!"
Lucas glanced at the small boy next to him. "But we can beat them! We always pull out in the end!"
"Not this time." The man gave an anxious glance at the ceiling. "You need to go!!"
Lucas stared at him incredulously. "Wha-
The man settled his penetrating gaze on him. "That's an order Lucas." Turning he took off down the hall.
Lucas shook his head. Turning he grabbed the boy by the arm and took off running.
"Where are we going?!" The boy shouted, glancing over his shoulder.
"We're getting out of here."
"What? No!" The boy wrestled out of Lucas's grip and took off in the direction the man had disappeared.
"Wait!" Lucas yelled, running after him. He was about to grab onto the boy's shoulder when the ship gave a mighty lurch to the side. He lost his footing and collided with the wall, banging his head.
He looked up blearily at the form of the boy, getting smaller and smaller…
Xxx
SCREECH!He opened his eyes with a start, the images of his dream retreating to the back of his mind. Pushing himself up he walked over to the edge of the cliff.
It looked like Master Cyclonis was done with her mission, or whatever she was doing here. He watched as the skimmers raced for the edge of the terra, with little interest.
…Until he saw who was riding them.
Three of the skimmers now held an extra rider, three small riders. His eyes widened in horror at what it meant.
"No!"
Before he could take a step the skimmers had gotten up into the air. He stared stunned as they disappeared behind some clouds.
No, no, no, no, no!That was it. His entire mission, his promise! It just went up in flames.
He sank to his knees, head in his hands.
This can't be happening. How could she just come and take them away?! Out of all of them she picked those three.
He looked up at the sky, blue eyes smoldering.
Standing up he shouldered his pack and walked over to his skimmer. Getting on he took a last look at the orphanage, a building he had watched for what seemed like forever.
He revved the engine and took off into the star-studded sky.
I'm not giving up that easily. If keeping them safe means taking down Master Cyclonis herself…He unsheathed his blade and examined the sharp edge.
Then so be it.
Xxx
Of course it hadn't come to anything that drastic…yet.
Master Cyclonis had taken the kids that was the only problem he had with her. But hey one man couldn't storm Cyclonia. So…he had joined them.
Which led him to his current position.
He had already been fighting in a war…joining another one didn't seem right. But it was the only option he had left.
So now?
Now he was a nameless talon. One out of hundreds. He followed the rules.
He bowed in respect when Master Cyclonis passed, always being careful to hide his face.
The gash she had given him had turned into a scar. If she saw it, she would know who he was.
Execution no doubt.
He was nameless.
He was no one.
He had no identity whatsoever.
But he did have something. Something that kept him going.
A promise.
A promise he had made to his best friend. A promise he was going to keep.
No matter what.
Xxx
Hmmm…the end seemed a bit rushed to me.
Oh well.
Sorry it took so long guys.
Oh and one more thing
Jason's loose! RUN!
Ever notice that no matter how fast the people run,Jason (Who stalks them all creepy like) always catches them?
Okay yeah that's it.
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