Three short years had passed by with the winter wind. The young warriors had become a fearsome growing force. The whole village had become an ardent blur of activity. A nervous air blanketed the people as the hyping excitement bounded. Finally the planning was over and the long awaited first strike would begin at sun down.
"Hey Butch, you sure you got all those weapons?" Boomer teased from the side lines. While Butch was in charge of the army, Boomer dealt with keeping the people in line his way.
"Shut up Boomer!" Butch shouted through the mound of metal in his hands. He carried a massive amount of sharp implements of war. The whole Southern army had been training for the coming battle.
"Will you two stop fighting. You will fight soon enough already." Brick interrupted, both boys ceased. They had the utmost respect for the red headed teen. He had brought together the trio and with his leadership they would rule all of Sevant with an iron fist.
The sun beat down on the land; a sultry heat filled the villagers lungs. It was time to move out from the secluded villa and on to the Northern capital Elson. Brick's plan was to take the mayor captive and lure out its people eradicating the city like rats. With their main defended down the rest of Sevant would be in chaos. A luxury that would give them the upper hand, thusly help them enter the age of El Sol.
The skilled army marched through the ecayed wood and lush greenery. It would not be long before they would breathe into Northern territory.
Mean while out heroines have spent the last three years hopping from town to town living among the people. They never could stay for long, in fear that their secret might be uncovered. After all the practice of magic was forbidden and the last thing these girls needed was more hate filled hearts pointed their way. The tight knit group was in a small town when a distressed boy broke through the brush.
"Someone, please help! The South is coming, we need to tell Elson!" Buttercup shuddered at the name. She hardly cared to think of the town because of how violent they had been toward her. Bubbles looked around as the town folk didn't bat an eye at the panic stricken boy.
"Why?" she asked, "Why would the South's migration be a bad thing?" The boy laughed nervously in response.
"You think that they're just migrating? The South has been maddened by the sun!" the boy shrieked, 'They are on the way here to conquer the North! They believe that human kind is a diesis and that their precious gods will punish us!"
"How are they so sure?" Blossom asked, the idea of a god intervening in something like that seemed infeasible.
"They are bringing 'gods' here. They are boys who are capable of inhuman feats. Their leader can manifest fire! I have to warn the capital!" The young man ran off towards the larger cities. The girls glanced at each other, there was no way that Elson would be prepared in time. Even if they were, it would be difficult for humans to defeat them.
"Girls I think we know what to do." Blossom said firmly. As their self proclaimed leader they had been shown nothing but kindness from inn keepers and villagers. Those innocent people didn't deserve a fiery fate just because a few rotten people lived in Sevant.
"We have to stop these so called gods from destroying the city!" Bubbles said with determination.
"Fire would be an improvement to Elson." Buttercup said with a straight face.
"Buttercup!" the girls reprimanded. She merely shrugged.
"So what's the plan?" Buttercup asked, Blossom sat on the stone road in lotus position.
"Our best bet is to stop them off at Brod. I'll take care of the fire spitter. You guys can take the others." Blossom finally concluded, they all nodded in silent agreement. It was off to Brod where their little righteous act would lead them to their destiny.