Chapter 9: The Revolution Strikes!

The sun's rays lit the land surrounding Henesys brightly, as it always did. The birds chirped and the drowsy monsters slowly stretched out, preparing to terrorize unsuspecting travelers until nightfall. To many. the light was a welcoming thing, unfortunately, the light wasn't so kind to people who were stuck in a cave for a few days.

Jaratenn shielded his eyes while cursing every nasty word in his vocabulary under his breath. Never did the Rogue have gotten so lost so many times until just recently. Unfortunately, Jaratenn's warped sense of direction had him run into plenty of strong and mean spirited monsters that he was forced to battle. Jaratenn became far stronger by the constant battles, but at the same time, his endurance has greatly weakened.

"Never... Again..." Jaratenn muttered, vowing that he would never venture into that cave unless it was absolutely necessary. He pushed himself away from the walled he leaned on with a short grunt, and pulled out a map. "By the looks of it, I'm only an hour or so from Henesys, thank the dragons..." Jaratenn rolled the map back up and placed it back in his pocket before moving forward. He walked along the constant hills with his hands jammed inside his pockets. He watched the clouds in the sky move in the sky, his mind now wandering as he finally began to relax, and let his guard down slightly.

That was, until he heard screams.

Jaratenn stopped in his tracks, and for once, thought about his actions. If he hadn't stopped and thought about it, he'd jump in to assist, at the risk of getting his butt handed to him on a silver platter. But the more he thought about playing it safe this time, the more his right leg began to twitch, almost like a rabbit, prepared to bolt away from a hungry wolf.

"AW DAMMIT," Jaratenn yelled as he turn and jumped, hoping the trees would give him the advantage in the possible fight, for once he wanted the upper hand.

Four men in black hooded cloaks gathered around a man in a white lab coat. Clumps of drying mud caked on the lab coat man's short goatee as well as the right side of his face, his clothes were covered in dirt and grass stains. He slowly shifted his body from lying on his bruised side, to sitting up to look towards his attackers. "Whatever you want, I do not have! I'm just a biologist!"

The largest of the four cloaked men huffed as he lifted his hood. His dark orange hair was styled to stick up and slightly backwards into spikes, his cold crimson eyes oddly matched his pale grayish-blue skin. "That's not entirely true Doctor Bruce. We know you've been researching Mushrooms for quite some time now."

"But I don't see w-"

The man cut Bruce off. "We would like your research documents, all of them. So if you would be so kind..."

"With all due respect," Bruce started and he ground his teeth and stood to his feet, "I refuse to allow you to see any of my research without knowing your motive!"

Two of the cloaked men began to move forward, but the pale skinned man held out of left arm, signaling them to stay put. "Doctor... I fear that you fail to understand that if you do not allow us access to those documents, there will be some... Dire consequences..."

Bruce grimaced "I understand perfectly."

The large man sighed, now aware that he could not avoid the inevitable. "Very well," he muttered, as he pushed the right side of his cloak aside, revealing his large spear that looked very similar to a heavy bladed Zanbatou. At the spot where the blade connected to the pole, where pure gold Chinese markings that apparently held the two pieces together, the pole was worn out Kerning Swamp Wood, the wears were most likely thanks to constant battling, but was still sturdy as held the blade; the giant blade also had wears from previous fights, but still looked sharp and dangerous. "I am truly sorry it had to end this way Doctor..." The man lifted the large blade and held it in the air, as if he was stalling to allow Bruce to think about his decision for a few seconds longer, or at least think about his loved ones.

"Ayan..."

The large man swung the blade back a little before swinging down perfectly aimed for Bruce's head.

However, his swinging motion came to a halt.

The man looked toward his left, a black star, one of its blade points cut off, stuck in the ground. He then towards his spear, a small gash in the middle of the blade was now there. His calm expression didn't change as he looked towards the path the star took. Sitting on one of the large trees was Jaratenn, his expression, much like the spear wielding warrior's, was a cold and clam one. The Rogue held two more stars in his hand, tossing them into the air as if they were jacks.

"A friend of yours Doctor," the large man asked.

"No," Jaratenn called out as he stood up. "But, seeing as I have a letter for him, and I just so happen to be walking by.. I figured I'd join in the party."

The man huffed as he finally took his attention completely off of Bruce, and onto Jaratenn. "Eliminate the boy, show him how the Revolution handles spoiled children," was all the man had to say before the three cloaked fighters who stood still until his orders were dealt out, and split into three spots. Jaratenn could tell easily they weren't Warriors, since they were too fast to be worn down by armor, nor were they too strong for him to deal with, his instinct told him that much without him having to waste time making sure he was right.

Jaratenn decided to make quick work of the nearest Cloaked Revolutionary by double staring the cloaked attacker's cloth to a tree, giving Jaratenn plenty of time to jump down and knock his attacker out easily with a side kick to the jaw. Jaratenn thought he would have to deal another sidekick, but instead made a dodging jump to his right sensing magic coming towards him. The orb of blue magic instead hit the man pinned to the tree, who screamed in agony and passed out. "Well... That takes care of one of them..." Jaratenn quickly moved as the Magician prepared another orb of energy. The second Cloaked Revolutionary shifted his cloak aside and tossed a star toward Jaratenn, forcing him to halt his consistent dodging and to move another direction. The Cloaked Rogue constantly forced Jaratenn to switch his path, not only making it hard for him to maintain a dodging pace, but the sudden forced stops had to be straining the endurance of his feet.

The quick barrage of stars came to a halt as Jaratenn was pinned to a tree. If he tried to escape, the Rogue could easily take him out, thanks to not many places Jaratenn could get to with the stars in his way; if he stayed still, he was a sitting duck waiting for the shooter to open fire.

The Rogue didn't wait long to open fire a set of stars towards Jaratenn. Jaratenn smirked as he jumped up and landed on the now pinned to the tree stars. His feet landed on the stars with ease, not affected by the sharp points. The Rogue grunted as he tossed more stars, in which Jaratenn easily dodged and ran towards him at full force, on the star stuck in the ground no less. Jaratenn quickly jumped into the air and swung his foot, connecting it with the Rogues jaw. The force was more than enough to vault him into a 540 spin upside down, before crashing head first into the dirt and spinning another 540 degrees until the rest of his body fell.

Jaratenn landed on the dirt and slid while turning, already preparing himself for his last obstacle. Jaratenn moved forward, dodging each orb of magic headed towards him. The Magician charged one giant ball of energy and shot it towards the Rogue. Jaratenn quickly replied to the attack with a front flip, his heel connecting with the orb, sending it back to the off guard Magician at full force. The magic orb made a hard impact with the Magician, knocking the attacker unconscious with ease.

Jaratenn slowly stood up, his eyes now locked on the large man before him. The Rogue's eyes changed from the cool, calm, laid back look they normally showed, to one of a tiger staring down its prey. Jaratenn only uttered two word towards the unknown Warrior.

"You're next..."

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