Author's Notes: Chapter 28. And now begins the end.
Disclaimer: I don't own Pokemon. Alex is owned by Blazingalex.
"Everyone to their positions!" Ray yelled as he raced down the street, armor on, sword at his side, and bow in his hand. People followed him, equally armed, and others raced in different directions, following the plan Ray had come up with for when Team Darkness attacked. He got to the wall, where the gate was closed and climbed the steps to the top of the wall. There, he looked out across to where the army was. to say it was big was an understatement. He was reminded of the army of orcs that numbered in the tens of thousands in The Lord Of The Rings. That was the size of this army. Humans armed with swords and bows, some pokemon armed as well, while those who couldn't glared and flexed their claws. Men in front carried flags bearing the signa of Team Darkness: a sword with blood upon the blade with a black background. Ray narrowed his eyes as he caught sight of Ace, sitting upon a Rapidash, a lance held loosely in his hand. He glared up at Ray, reminding Ray of when he escaped from Team Rocket. Ace held up his hand, stopping the march of the humans and Pokemon, and rode forward a little ways.
"Greetings." Ace began.
"Save it." Ray said coldly.
"Is that any way to greet your brother?" Ace answered with mock indignation.
"I lost my brother when he chose darkness over light." Ray said.
"Ha! I'll enjoy crushing you." Ace said. He turned and trotted back to his army. "Now, you will rue the day you decided to go up against the power of Team Darkness! Now, ATTACK!"
And with that simple order, all hell broke loose. The ones who could fly flew right at the people on the wall. The others raced forward, ladders supported between them. Now you may be asking yourself why they didn't just destroy the walls with their moves, but the answer is simple. They were built to withstand that. The people on the wall had minimal time to prepare themselves for the sudden charge. Ray drew his sword and engaged a Flygon. He dispatched it quickly and took a quick glance around. the ladders were being placed, but as of right now, His army was holding their own. He nodded and turned to a Pidgeot who had just dispatched a Charmeleon and attacked. He killed the Pidgeot and turned around, only to be zapped in the chest by a lightning bolt. Due to his armor being made to withstand elemental attacks, he kept his feet, but it hurt like hell. The Luxray that zapped him brandished its claws at him before jumping forward, jaws crackling with electricity. He sidestepped the assault and swung his sword up, severing its head from its body. He took another quick glance around, and realized his soldiers were being pushed back. Men and Pokemon were cut off from the rest by an unrelenting tide of enemies. Ray drew his shield and charged forward, engaging the Team Darkness forces. Although he knew his forces were outnumbered, they had one thing Team Darkness didn't. A true reason to fight. They fought to protect ones they held dear, and that gave them strength to fight on, even against such terrible odds. And so, with a wound now on his leg, and sporting a burn on his right arm, Ray still fought on, though he and his men were being ever steadily pushed back. They now fought on the steps. However, knowing the consequences of losing, Ray and his army fought with renewed vigor, stopping the advances of the opposing army. The clang of wood against wood reached Ray's ears, and he knew they were pounding the gate with a ram. The larger army eventually pushed the smaller one to the bottom of the stairs, where they were once again halted. However, Ray knew the gate couldn't take much more.
"Retreat to the second level!" Ray yelled, his order spreading to everyone, until all, pursued by Team Darkness, fled to the second level, where the second gate, a larger and firmer one, was closed and barracaded. This section provided a roof, meaning flyers could only get in through the gate as well.
"They number more than we thought." Alex said, walking up to Ray. Most people were resting, knowing they would have to fight again before the night was out.
"I know. If we can hold them in the third section, we can buy time and lives." Ray said.
"Should we not just go there now?" Alex asked.
"It isn't as well guarded." Ray answered, gesturing to the gargantuan gate between them and their enemies. "However, its placement is good. take some of the least tired and begin building a makeshift barracade there."
"Of course." Alex said, saluting, before leaving. Ray sighed. So many dead, just because man is corrupt and seeks power above all else.
"Such a troubled sigh for one so young." Mew said, floating up.
"Such troubled times for one so young." Ray said.
"True. However, in all the stories, good prevails." Mew stated.
"Problem is, this isn't a book of fantasy. This is life. We can't write the ending to whatever we prefer. This has one result, based on our decisions. In reality, good doesn't always win." Ray said.
"We might not write the ending, but we can write the conflict. We write on the pages of history that we never gave up, we kept on fighting, and we took as many of them down as we could." Mew answered.
"Yes. You're right. Let's, as Groudon said, make such an end, as to be remembered forever." Ray said, extending his hand. Mew took it with her tail and shook it.
"Agreed." She said.
"Now. Down to business." Ray said.
~~~~Time Skip~~~~
Time passed, and the gates were breached. The armies clashed again, and the battle ensued for three days before Ray's army was forced to retreat into the third sector. There being five in all, Ray's army was running out of room. Out of the 7,000 that had once made up Ray's army, only 5,000 remained. Ray held optimism in the fact that from there on the walls would be more and more fortified. Another four days of the siege, and Ray's army retreated into the fourth sector. Having lost access to a lot of their resources, The moral was low in his army until Ray won a great victory, pushing the invaders away for a while. a week into the siege, and the council held a meeting, concerning a letter sent by Team Darkness.
"After that victory, we regained the third sector, and with it a lot of supplies." Mew said.
"There is a problem though." Ray said.
"What?" Groudon asked.
"The letter requested a duel. Our champion against theirs. We win, and Arceus is free. We lose, and we must surrender." Mew answered.
"We've only seen the tip of the mountain that makes up Team Darkness' force. So it makes no sense as to why they would do this." Ray said.
"To trap us?" Moltres suggested.
"No. Three from each side shall be present, including the champion that makes four. And whatever you say, my brother is a man of his word." Ray answered.
"Who will our champion be?" Mew asked.
"I'll go. I will fight, and free Arceus. We have no other choice. They have the strength to beat us. It would take time and soldiers, but it would happen." Ray said.
"Why don't they just stick through to the end, then?" Kyogre asked.
"We are not the only force opposing them. I suppose they fear More joining us." Mew answered.
"...Very well. I see no objection." Kyogre said.
"Anyone else object?" Mew asked. No one spoke up. "Very well. Ray shall be out champion. In two days time, we shall see who is the winner, and who is dead."
Ray nodded, and left to tell his Pokemon.
Author's Notes: Done and done. Sorry to those who are reading my other two stories. I'm working on this one to finish it up, so I can have more time to work on the others. Anyway, hope ya liked it, and R&R! RayTheZoroark Out!
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