Hello and welcome back to Remnant Watcher. Let us continue with the sixth installment.
I still do not own dark souls or the rwby series.
The pull the Watcher felt was quite peculiar as it had towards the sky, though it only felt like the most pathetic of traces, it was in fact getting closer. There were dots in the sky, only getting larger until they formed dark airships, and it seemed that they were on a course straight for the transport ship. The ships, six in total grew larger and closer, until they circled the transport.
"It's the White Fang!" One hunter on the deck called out.
"What are they doing here!?" Came another.
More and more hunters appeared from the inside of the ship, curious and worried, or perhaps eager for action. The first operants descended from the invading ships, shocking a few hunters, before they pulled their special weapons out, there were long poles and long rifled weapons. The Watcher had believed that the hunters and huntresses on-board would be able to handle the current invaders. A bullhead pulled overhead, and the Watcher pulled the great sword from the scabbard, while pulling his left hand backwards, forsaking the Farron dagger for now.
'Always practice, that's the only way thee will improve...' The sages often taught. A bright blue rectangle formed in his left, before rendering to a wooden staff. The Watcher had no Fang operants currently engaging him, so he believed it was safe to use more damaging spells on the source of the invaders. He waved the gifted staff in a circular motion, which absorbed blue from the air around it, after only a little time spent casting, he had launched a crystal soul spear at another bullhead flying over head. The crystal pierced through the pilot's seat and through the whole ship itself, before appearing on the other side, the ship caught fire and lost altitude until the Watcher couldn't see it anymore.
He knew that he was not equipped for optimal sorcery, and knew that the spell usually doesn't do that much damage, at least when he cast it, but it pierced through the entirety of the ship, ensuring it was destroyed.
A stray soldier, upon seeing the damage he was able to do in short period of time came up on the Watcher with a leap. In surprise of the attack, the Watcher back-stepped instinctively and swung the great sword horizontally, the soldier stepped forward and the Watcher's staff had disappeared, now replaced with the Farron dagger. The soldier ran at him and swung, and was met with a swing of the dagger to his arm that left him in a dazed state but before the soldier knew the Watcher swung the great sword into his lower body, causing him to fall to his knees, and gave him a perfect sight of the same great sword coming for his mask.
The soldier was launched to the deck floor on his back, unconscious and perhaps even dead. The Watcher looked up and ahead to see more terrorist soldiers, but more armored and equipped to deal with hunters and huntresses, but even among them, there were a few who had small, beeping devices. He had seen the extent of the power those small packages held, and if it were to go uninterrupted, then the whole ship would sink in a fire. Now holding the usual watcher's equipment, he stalked the men who were ignored by the other hunters.
"Whoa there, knight! That as a bit of a show you put on! But it looks like you're going somewhere, why don't you stay a little, and have some fun?" Came a voice, as well as the little tug from before. The Watcher was met with a man in a bowler cap and a short multi colored girl. The man seemed to pause in his speech and growled lowly, he said something towards the multi-colored girl before running off shortly. The short girl opened an umbrella and twirled it around.
The Watcher had run straight at the girl, who had jumped out of the way, before seeing that he did not stop to turn around and face her, instead the Watcher was running into the ship, where the bowler cap man had run off to. He had felt the diminished tug when the man appeared, but died slowly as he ran off, but he would chase even a dying trace of abyss, and that man had a lesser abyssal presence within him. Sadly though, the short girl had kicked him in the back, barely able to stagger him in his surprise, the girl twirled her umbrella and smiled mockingly when the Watcher turned towards her.
He held the great sword in his two hands, like when he did to the girl in the red dress, and lunged forward at the girl, who simply sidestepped. The Watcher's left returned with the Farron dagger and swung quickly at the girl who swayed only slightly when needed. The Watcher was unable to perform some of the moves of the great sword, due to the small space of the side decks of the boat, but he would make do, a horizontal swing of the great sword was lead away by the small girl's umbrella. The stalemate she kept was certainly quite lengthy, so the watcher had simply run past her once she had lead the great sword away again.
The Watcher had dashed through the doorway leading inside, and another until he was met with the back of the diminished trace of the abyss, as well as a red flashing in a dark room.
"You know, Cinder told me to watch for you. What is your deal? Chasing around criminals who are only try to get through the day like it's supposed to happen." He then chuckled and held the cigar in his hand, and twirled his cane around. The Watcher knelt down, and with a kick of the legs, his sword scraped through the floor towards the criminal, when he struck, the area around him shattered into glass like pieces to reveal the simple room and the flashing red bomb on an engine of sorts. He removed the crude bomb, and destroyed it when with his hands that flashed bright blue for a moment, causing the bomb to reduce into ash.
The Watcher quickly returned outside, to see detective Pink at the door, pointing to the now five bullheads retreating to into the distance.
"I saw you runnin' down there, was there someone there? I know there was a bomb being carried around by one of the fang soldiers, bu' I was dealing with some meself, so..." She said, while putting a small handgun away. The Watcher nodded yes to the question.
"D'you ge' im?" She asked again. The Watcher did the same and nodded, before the voice similar to the detective's came though the small crowd at the deck.
"Lena, there you are, you know why they came to attack us, love?" The other girl asked, as she swatted brown locks that came too close to her eyes.
"Well, I guess the Fang's been raising activity recently, and we are a bunch of hunters on a boat, seems vulnerable..." The Watcher had already started to walk slowly towards his old resting spot, and the girls ignored him.
The Watcher held the sheathed great sword in both hands, and rested his head on the hilt. He hopes that whatever Kriemhild had found was worth the trouble, he certainly had found ancient sorcery scrolls in his travels for her, but he believed that learning from the crystal sages themselves would make most other sorcery tomes trivial, but still, he would give it to her, who could most likely make more use of it than him.
But for now, he would reminisce about the times in the legion, as well as learning from the sages until he met land.
Hey, welcome to the end of chapter 6 of remnant watcher. I'm having some trouble writing.
So you know how in the game, the abyss watchers have movesets? Im actually running out of combos for the guy to use. Meaning that i'm gonna have to make up some of my own, sorry.
Once again, review if you liked, and all that.
Later.