"Speech"
'Thoughts'
"Dark Character Speech"
'Dark Character Thoughts'
Chapter 3: Quick Feet
'You might be wondering what could possibly go through your head as you're about die? Is it all about that bright light at the end of the tunnel, does your life flash before your eyes, or do you get to meet a higher power? Well to tell you the truth I don't really remember much, all I saw was some skunk haired bitch curb stomping my chest. And while admittedly I had a pretty nice view from where I was laying , that shit fucking hurt. So my mind was more focused on my crushed ribs and pierced lungs rather than any light.
Plus I met Raiden already so that counts, I guess?
Anyway somehow I wake up in the middle of a dirt road next to a field of sunflowers. So either heaven went broke and the golden gates are now wooden, or hell was GREATLY over exaggerated. Personally I think I'm in purgatory, I've been running for about an hour now and haven't seen a damn thing.
And considering I can run at Mach two on a bad day, yeah quite the thing to see.'
It had been a week since Kabal had been transported after his death at the hands of a resurrected queen Sindel and for the most part his supposed afterlife was pretty tame. No Black or Red Dragon to fight, no other cops on the force trying to give him shit for being either a new guy or some criminal dick who got lucky, and thank God no alien invasion to deal with, that more than anything made the burned man so relieved.
He had at first ran as fast as he could shattering the sound barrier with his sprint trying to see if he could find anything. People, ruins, tech, hell a fucking scrap of pollution just to know if we was on Earthrealm or some other realm, that may or may not want him dead.
But all he's seen so far is forest, fields, a riverbed, and a small canyon. No sign of people at all, which was really beginning to piss him off.
Finally stoping after his sprint became a run then eventually a jog the burned criminal turned cop came to a stop. And finally he seems to be making progress.
On the side of the road seems to be a wagon wheel of all things, wooden, large, and it looked like something he'd seen in museums. So what the hell was it doing out here?
He walked over to it calmly and kicked it up and into his hand, 'Definitely not something you pick up at the local auto shop. Maybe I'm in Outworld, a rather surprisingly nice part? No that's pretty stupid, only things I saw there were those damned flesh pits, a couple of monsters, and that dickhead Kano.'
He looks around again and sure enough nothing except the same country landscape he'd been running across for a couple dozen miles. Well all except a sign.
"Oh thank God. And here I thought I was gonna run forever." He says to himself walking over towards it.
He looks it up and down and like the broken wheel this sign post was old as shit, or at least it looked old by design if anything. But it still had some information that he could use at some rate.
NW: Feoh
E: Heiwana Basho
S: Ken
Three cities in three different directions, so at least he had options.
Kabal stood there staring at the three names over and over again, and he had no idea what any of them meant. Could they be at war, was one a haven for criminals, was one a total paradise or horror show, he had no idea. But he had to get somewhere eventually, him using his speed magic was definitely starting to drain him a bit. So he needed a place to rest and eat and he had to make some kind of decision.
But at least he knew that there were cities close by, somewhat. So he decided to take a shot at guessing which one he should go to. So turning around he began to stare up at the sun then to his own shadow.
He then began to try and remember all the land navigation training he got as both a field op for the Black Dragon and his SWAT training from when he was with Striker just before he got nearly burned to death by that four armed feline with a huge Fuck You attitude.
And after trying again and again he eventually found out that he was headed due south and had been the entire time, so that left Ken as his only real choice as it was closest. Plus he's been headed that way the whole time at any rate.
"Huh hope they got something I can use." He says casually but with a joking undertone.
He then continued to run but a much more casual pace a rather light job to him. To everyone else he was a purple blur of speed.
After yet another full hour of him running straight through Kabal finally began to find signs of civilization. He came out of his speed with a small boom surrounding him startling the local farmers and other folks in the small town.
They all stopped in their tracks at the sound and turned in fear to face the man that had just suddenly appeared from a purple boom of speed.
The man was tall, muscular, and tanned with neck length dark brown hair hanging to the left side of his head, skin that was severely burnt almost to the point where he resembled a walking corpse with patches of calloused muscle and flesh being partially exposed. And he was dressed very strange for someone this far down south.
He wore long tan combat pants that ended when they became tucked into his pitch black, steel toed, combat boots. His torso was covered with a black undershirt with what looked like metal plates over it with a center piece of glowing red along with some strange looking metal tubing that connected from his waist to a small cylinder on the backside of his lower back.
Over this he also had on a sleeveless tan colored jacket that he kept open. And while it looked very ragged and torn, it still held everything in place or kept it out of site when it came to the strange metal equipment. On his hands were fingerless Kevlar knuckled gloves.
Then came the stranger's head, it looked rather inhuman to those who saw it. Metal rather than skin covered his face and neck with his neck being covered by metal pieces connecting the tubing on his chest to his face. As for his actual face it was a solid steel colored mask with two small metal tubes running along the cheeks into where his mouth would be. His eyes were large and black with small red diagonal lines in the center giving him a very intimidating stare. And while everyone could see his hair coming out over his scalp they could see that this too was also slightly mangled from burns.
And finally came the two objects on his back that caught the attention of people there, twin hooked blades. Very unique weapons in Eostia, almost never seen outside the continent to the east.
So what was someone like this poor soul doing here?
"What're you all staring at?" He says with a slight voice amplifier in his mask, spooking the people near him.
He then casually makes his way to what he could only assume is the local inn and he walks through the wooden door into a room that had a large lively crowd in it. He manages to make it all the way to the bar without anyone really giving him too much trouble, surprisingly, and motions the bar tender over.
The bartender makes it over and without missing a beat goes to open his mouth only for Kabal to quickly grab him by the shirt and bring him in close.
"Trust me you don't want to cause attention. Now listen and listen well, I don't want trouble here, but I'm not above kicking everyone's ass. So just be cool, and we all go home with no broken bones. You got me?" He says lowly and quickly then let's the man go and props his elbow up on counter and begin to tap his fingers trying to think.
"I'll make this quick for both our sakes, water. You have any?" The masked man asks to the barkeep. He gets a slow nod and a frightful stare before he goes around back for a while and brings back a large jug of water from the well out back.
Kabal raises a brow behind his mask and looks at him strangely, "A bit more than I expected, but I'm not complaining. How much for that and….why the hell not a beer or two?"
The barkeep was silent and then slowly turned on the tap, "For you stranger I'm implied to say free. But I have to ask, you're not here to use those things you got, right?"
Kabal knows he was talking about his hook-swords and shakes his head, "No I'm not. Just here for a day, maybe not even that then I'm headed to Ken. Got to be some kind of work down there I can do."
The barkeep nodded at him and then began to pour him a beer from the tap and carefully slid him the beer, "Since you're not here to kill anyone, you got anything to pay me with?"
Kabal reaches into one of the many pockets pulls out some spare coins he had taken off of Kano's body when he beat him senseless in the Flesh Pits.
"Don't know if this is good enough but it's all I got?" He says dropping the coins in the barkeeps hand.
They both stared for a second before the barkeep looked at him then the coins, "Not like it makes much of difference, silver is still silver. Just take the beer and the water, people are starting to look at you." Kabal turns and glares at those looking at his back with those glowing red eyes on his mask.
He sees more than a few people looking at him but for the most part it was only a few shadier looking characters that seemed to want to start something with him.
He turns his back to grab his drink when he hears one call out, "That's right freak just turn around."
"One of you got a problem with me?" He asks out loud with a clear tone of challenge in his voice.
No one spoke up at first but then two figures in the back stood up and made their way forward. They both walked up with their hands resting on their swords by their waist, each other smirking at the masked man at the bar.
"Yeah we got a problem with you. Your ugly ass is ruining our drinks, hell you might even scare off the whores. And we're not about to sit here and let that happen, so I say we take you out show you how we take care of problems." They say with a laugh at the end.
Kabal looked them over and for the most part they looked like nothing but assholes who just thought they were tough, reminded him of too many small time assholes that tried to fuck with him. Yeah this was gonna be easy.
Kabal calmly looked to them then turned to his beer, and slowly reached up to his mask.
Everyone in the bar heard a hiss of air, and slowly Kabal set his mask on the bar.
He kept his back to the bar and only the barkeep could really see him, but judging from his reaction of going pale in the face, whatever was under the mask was not a pretty site.
He then grabs the mug of beer and with no hesitation started chugging the whole pint. He finished it all in one go and with a dramatic slam of the mug he began to put his mask back on.
"Alright lets get this over with. I've got a little beer in me and I'm feeling a little loose, I'll make this quick." He says with his mask now firmly in place.
The two smirking assholes walked out of the bar with Kabal following closely behind. But as he walked he studied them, and for the most part he could tell this wasn't their first time in a fight. They just hadn't fought someone like him, the only thing he was taking note of was the symbol they both had on their shoulder guards. A black snarling dog, probably their marker. Which means if he kills them he'd be pissing off a whole group, and he wasn't really looking into pissing off another army like he did in Outworld.
So when the three of them made it to the center of the path between the bar and a shop he stared them down, "So, we doing this with fists or blades?"
The two looked to each other then to Kabal and while they looked like they could go either way they finally took their belts off and dropped their swords on the ground next to them. "If we're gonna fight might as well beat your ass with our hands. Let the world know that these dogs got more than just a bit of bark." One says cracking his knuckles.
To Kabal that was perfectly fine, no pressure from another group trying to kill him. Just a good old fashion ass kicking. "Perfect, just so you know you Dogs are gonna be missing your bite when I'm done with you."
They then started walking towards each other at a brisk walking pace, and about halfway the two dogs rushed Kabal with what they thought was some quick footwork.
But in reality Kabal was already yawning at them.
In a flash of natural speed rather than his magic, Kabal was in the first one's guard with a brutal knee to the gut followed by an elbow to the back of the head sending the first into the dirt. The second one now in shock was completely unprepared for three rapid jabs and a cross to the cheek and jaw.
He turned to leave and grab his water but a groan made him turn around with a spinning axe kick to the chest, knocking the wind out of him and cracking a rib.
"Well that was easy." He says sarcastically to the unconscious duo.
He then casually walks back into the bar and grabs his after jug. But before he could leave the barkeep held onto it for a few extra seconds.
"What the fuck happened to you?" He asks remembering his face.
Kabal ripped the water from his hands and looked him dead in the eye, "Word of advice, you see a dragon tiger four armed muscle bound hybrid that likes to rip people in half and breath fire. Tell him to fuck off and die if you would."
The barkeep looked absolutely horrified at the thought of such a creature and slowly just let the burned man walk out the door.
'Well I got water, a bit of beer to drink, and found out I'm not a realm of absolute monsters. Not too bad of a stop I'd say.' He thinks somewhat optimistically in his head as he decided to walk rather than run out of the town.
And he while it was painfully slow at first Kabal began to just really not give a damn, why rush to Ken? It wasn't like he had a job to do, no one was waiting for him, and no one wanted him dead out here.
Well not yet at least, he knew damn well that he'd probably piss somebody off.
He continued his casual walk along the dirt road actually just taking his time to relax. However this really didn't last too much longer as he saw a cluster of dust clouds being kicked up in the distance.
Seeing this Kabal just started walking to the side not really wanting to deal with anyone else for the rest of today.
So just walking and keeping to himself he watched as a larger caravan of horses made their way past him each one kicking up enough dust to hide him for the most part. Which he wasn't really complaining about if anything he was gonna start running again after they passed.
But just as he thought he was clear a few of the horses stop, each of their riders looking at him great interest.
So getting ready for another fight Kabal turns and looks then over.
The first two really didn't look all that special plain brown hair and eyes and brown leather armor with some steel arm and leg bracers. What stood out though were the symbols they both had in their shoulders, a black snarling dog.
The final one stood out a bit more, he had fair skin and brown hair like the others, but he kept it more slicked back and neatly combed aside from the occasional stray hair or two. His eyes were a deep scarlet that looked to Kabal with a great amount of interest, or at least to his mask and swords. His attire was a dark green vest that he kept open revealing his lean and toned torso along with long tan trousers tucked into similar colored boots. He also had two daggers kept on his hips. And damnit he too wore that same symbol, looks he might've actually pissed off a group if they find those two still in the street.
"Well, well got to admit you're definitely the most interesting person I've seen in a long time, what's your name stranger?" The last one asks with a curious and underline sleazy tone.
Kabal couldn't help but compare him to Kano slightly, and if that was a first impression he was definitely someone he'd be hearing from again.
"Name's Kabal. Something you want?" He asks a little more irritated now.
The men all look to each other and smirk, "Yeah, there is. Those hook swords on your back, those things are pretty rare in this part of the kingdom. Also that mask of yours looks pretty valuable, one of kind I'm guessing. So how much for both?" Yeah the more he spoke the more Kabal couldn't help but compare him to his former boss in the Black Dragon, the same one he vowed to catch when he became SWAT.
"Yeah they're not for sale. Now if you would kindly fuck off and leave me alone I've got somewhere to be." He says back sharply and blunt.
At this point the three of them start to try and circle him with their horses, "Hey that's a pretty shitty attitude to have there friend. I'm just trying to make an offer, why so hostile? You're not trying hide something from us are you?"
They then all get off there horses and circle him. "It's not really like anyone to ignore the Black Dogs." He says trying to get in his face.
To this Kabal paused.
Black Dogs….Black Dragon
"Guess I found my unlucky color." He says jokingly and starting to actually laugh under his breath.
The three of them then draw their knives, "You laughing at Hicks, that man could skin you alive faster than you could blink! Show some fucking respect, we're out there of the front lines in this war! If anything we need those weapons more than you do."
Kabal blinked at that. War, war was good business. Especially now that he's looking for money again, yeah he may have had a moral turnover as in he won't go around dealing drugs, guns, information, and murder like he did when he was a Dragon. However there is a reason he blew through the police course and got permission to go straight to SWAT, he was above all things fantastic at kicking people's asses.
Something he probably about to do for free.
He twitched his hand towards his swords, ready to just cut the three of them down to ribbons when another rider came back from the town.
"Boss! The two we left in the down got the piss knocked out of them!" He says riding up to the small circle of men surrounding Kabal.
The now identified Hicks looked to him, "Ok, how?"
The guy on the horse though just pointed to Kabal, "It was him! They said some freak with a mask and two hook swords beat them when they weren't looking for no damn reason."
Hicks then turns back to Kabal. "Guess that explains why you want to leave so badly, trying to send a message or something tough guy?"
Kabal just sighed, "Fuck this."
In a flash Kabal lashed out with a kick to one's ankle, snapping the joint easily. He then followed up with a solid roundhouse to the man's face both breaking his nose and knocking him out.
Next to turned to the one behind him. He caught the man's wrist as he went in to stab him and broke it with a twist, followed up by an elbow to his throat.
Letting him drop as he began to choke Kabal turned and dodged the slash of Hicks who had drawn both his daggers. Kabal played his game for a bit dodging and blocking with his own arms, but all things have to end so with a very crisp block with his forearm Kabal snapped out with a backhand landing a clean blow to Hicks' jaw and bottom teeth.
Stunned for a moment Kabal landed two more quick jabs to his face and then a spear hand to his shoulder, stunning him and leaving him open for something flashy.
So Kabal snaps a his leg back then throws it out to gain a rotation and build some momentum. And with he was able to put some pizazz on his back kick and send Hicks flying off his feet into one of the horses.
He then looks to the last one that had just gotten off his horse and had drawn his knife, "You really want to end up like them?"
He says pointing to the unconscious bodies to the three other Dogs.
The last one slowly shakes his head and hops back on his horse to go get the others.
"Best I be leaving then." Kabal says joking before he disappears in a booming burst of speed.
He doesn't know just how long he ran, but eventually when he slowed down he could finally see what he's been running towards for since he woke up.
The capital city of Ken, finally now he can get off this damn road.
He sprints one more time using his speed magic to appear just outside the gates, but not close enough to startle the guards.
And with all the confidence in the world Kabal walked up and tried to walk through the gates, only to be stopped by the guards.
"State your business." They ask with glares at the site of his mask and weapons. Kabal kinda knowing this would happen shrugged, "I'm looking for work, the kind that involves me kicking ass and getting paid l. Know anything like that?"
The guards looked to each other then smirked, "Yeah we do. All you got to do is look for the Black Dogs, they'll take anyone that thinks they're tough enough."
Kabal sighed, "Ok, so how about this then. Anyone other than them?"
The guard laughed, "What's the matter scared of seeing a little bit of combat? Too scared of the front lines there?"
"No. They just really like me all that much. Tends to happen when kick their ass in front of everyone." He says with casual confidence.
This made the guards stop smirking and stare in disbelief, most regard the dogs as hero's in parts of Eostia for fighting the monsters on the front lines. So why and how the hell did this guy piss them off? "Alright then, say we believe you? If you're looking for work outside the Dogs their's always Lady Maia and her Rose Order."
"That sounds more like a fucking gardening service. Hell if those dogs were supposed to be something impressive I think I might as well get a contract myself, start my own company." He says not really giving a damn who heard.
The guards now glaring as this guy had not only insulted the Black Dogs but also Lady Maia. But he has also assaulted members of the former.
They glare for just a tad bit longer before Kabal eventually just asked a simple question, "So are you gonna let me through or not? Because I'm really starting to get bored here."
The guards don't budge.
"Fine, just remember I tried to play nice." He then vanishes in front of them in burst of speed whipping up a small whirlwind as he busted on through.
"Alert the city guard! We're looking for a masked man with two hook sword on his back! He's assaulted members of the Black Dogs and is here for something." One shouts to more of them inside.
Back with Kabal he had finally gained a bit of distance and found himself in the marketplace of the city. 'Ok I've got the city after me now. That's just perfect, great first impression. Can't be too hard to find someone in the capital of all places that needs a hired gun though.'
He then walks into the best place he can think of to find work, another bar.
Once inside he noticed one thing right off the bat, the women here were definitely something else. There wasn't a woman here that had below a C-cup, if only he wasn't human charcoal. But hey money first, then comes everything else.
So he walked up to the bar and immediately got to work.
He signaled the barkeep and when he got closer he motions his hand to have him lean in close. "So tell me, what's a guy got to do get a little bit of coin in these parts. And skip the small time jobs, I'm looking for something to make some real money."
The barkeep looked at him then around the bar before looking at one table in particular, "The woman in the corner. She's got what you're looking for, just take her a beer and she'll know what you're about."
He nods to him and takes the glass of beer to the woman and now they he get a look at her, holy shit.
Pale creamy colored skin short jaw length bright red or even pink colored hair depending on the light with bright red colored eyes that were now firmly locked on Kabal with a curious nature. Her attire was consisting of an open red leotard, that allowed Kabal to get a shameless look at the woman's very generous chest, long purple leggings with small pieces of leather armor along the thighs and shins. A fur lined sleeveless outer coat that allowed a bit more freedom of movement for her arms, shin length leather boots, metal arms braces, and a small cloth headband.
But the warrior/soldier/cop in Kabal also took notice of the twin swords that rested next to her and the dagger she was flipping in her hands.
He calmly sits down and slides her the beer, "From the house."
She catches it and looks at him with a raised brow, " So what did old Charlie say to send you my way? I'm guessing you're either looking to make money or looking to collect."
Kabal smirked, "I'm not looking for anything other than paying work, and he said you're the one to talk to. Got a name?"
The woman smirks, "Maia, queen of the Mercenaries. And what do I call you?" She asks with another sip of her drink.
"Just call me Kabal." He say with an almost practiced voice and tone.
"Strange name, but alright. If you're looking for jobs, I can offer you a place In my Rose Order though that's assuming you can play well with others?" She said watching for any reaction in the masked man. She wasn't exactly too trusting of new people, and when some masked stranger walks up with swords on his back and a beer in his hand she was more than a little on edge.
He tenses up but other than that Kabal just sighs, "Yeah I can do that, or I can be your 'guy.'" He says somewhat cryptically.
"If you're here for a chance to fuck me I'll just tell you now to go to hell. And that you should probably go before I cut something off." She says with venom in her voice at the thought of some random thug thinking he could just get with her because he looked a little tuff. All while leaning ever so slightly off her dagger.
He shook his head, "As tempting as that would be, I'm sure my crisp fried ass isn't your first choice for lovers. But what I meant is that I can be someone who does things or jobs that no one else can do. I'm the guy you send when you want something done right or you have something you really want dead, for the right price."
Maia looked to his weapons then to his mask and she knew that he was most likely either completely able to back up his claims, or that he was some freak looking to die. But if he was the former they needed something like him, but right now there were a lot of questions she needed answered.
"Alright then say I'm interested in that kind of proposition? What kind of skills do you have? And why the Rose Order and not the Black Dogs?" She asks trying to probe a few answers out of the strange potential new recruit.
He tilts his head and scratches the back of it in what seemed like sheepish embarrassment, "Well to be completely honest the Dogs kinda hate me right now considering I beat the absolute shit out of a few of their members, they started it by the way. And as for skills, well you happen to be talking to the fastest man alive. And no I'm not bluffing, and it's not a joke."
Maia smirked and chuckled at him, "You know that most guys say it the other way around that they can all night long or are really slow to finish, right? But I guess you were expecting to hear that kinda joke. So let me ask you this Kabal, how're you going to prove to me that you're worth the money? Because while I make sure my guild is payed very well, we do have a reputation to maintain. You see I was a Dog myself at one point, worked under Vault for a while and got to know the ropes of being a leader. So I make sure my people are well taken care of, if they can pull their weight. And if you can actually do what you claim then that's a serious bit of gold, so I'm still a bit skeptical as to your claim."
Kabal understood where she was coming from he didn't expect her to just give him money after all. People got to pull their weight around these parts he could figure that out just by looking around this realm so far.
"Ok then, so what's it gonna take to convince you I'm your new secret weapon? Name a target and they'll be dead in two days. That good enough for you?" He says wanting to just hurry up and do it so he can start making his money again.
Maia shrugs her shoulders, "Fine if you're that eager follow me, the information is back at the guild office. From there you should be fine, and if you're as good as you claim then you got nothing to worry about."
They both then stand up from the table and Maia straps her swords back to her waist and, to Kabal's slight disappointment, zipped up the front of her leotard. They then begin to make their way out the bar and into the street, or to be more precise into the pointed ends of spears.
"Don't move scoundrel! I don't know what you're doing with Lady Maia but you're coming with us!" A guard yells at Kabal
"There something you left out isn't there?" She says in a bored expression.
Kabal just shrugs, "I may have ran past the gate guards because they annoyed me. That so wrong?"
Maia sighs and rubs her eyes, "Damn it I can already tell that you're gonna be a headache for me. Leave us be he's with me." She commands the guards and they very reluctantly lower their weapons and disperse.
They then make their way to the largest building, no scratch that castle in the whole city and no one bats an eye when Maia waved her hand and the guards simply moved and opened the door for her. They then find stair cases and wind down toward the lower levels and after what seemed like about five flights they finally reached a large open room with weapons lining the walls, a large bar, of course, in the corner with what smelled like some kind of roast in the next room, and a large wooden bulletin board that had many many sheets of paper.
Maia sees him taking it all in and clears her throat to get his attention, "Well then, this is our guild's entrance as you can tell. We've got single or group jobs on the board, kitchen and bar over there, and the armory is behind you. That's all you get know for now, everything else will be revealed after or rather if you pass a test."
Kabal looked at her kind of confused, "Wait, so let me ask this why are we doing jobs if the Dogs are literally the front lines?"
"Well the simple answer is that we don't have nearly that many members. When I was with them I held a commanding rank, but when I was made a Shield Princess I had to give all that up as to not show favoritism towards one mercenary group. So with permission for the goddess I got my own mercenary guild up and running specializing in jobs that are not just about the war effort so that it's seen as official kingdom business. Oh there will be plenty of jobs from cities and even the Dogs asking for additional manpower in protecting a town or taking out a larger horde, but we specialize in smaller more fine tuned work more often." She answers calmly and with a sort of proud but charismatic attitude that Kabal remembered Striker having in spades when they worked on the force.
"So then if we do specialized work then I'm assuming you've got something very special for me then?" He asks just wanting to know what the job was.
She goes over to the board and rips off a piece of paper. "Yeah that's right. The job is simple though, kill everything that doesn't look human, elf, or halfling. And if you run into any of the aforementioned do try to rescue them. Other than that the only reason this job has been so difficult is that the monsters you'll be facing are minotaurs. Or to be specific five of them in a roaming group that's flattened four towns about a days travel to the northeast. Think you can handle that speedy?" She asks with mirth in her voice seeing this as his now or never moment.
Kabal takes the paper and reads the details, "So let me ask this, these minotaurs do I have to rip their horns off and stab them with it, or is that some bullshit?"
Maia raises a brow at the question, "It's recommended since getting to their organs is a bitch and a half with the amount of muscle they have and their tough hides so their heads are the most vulnerable part. Reason that story came about is some hero with ridiculous strength broke his weapon so he took one of their natural ones."
"Got it go for the head, shouldn't be too difficult. These things sound slow anyway, well if that's it I'll see you in a couple hours." He says casually to her.
Maia rolls her eyes, "Didn't you hear me it's a days worth of walking there."
Kabal though just ignores her and clicks a button on the respiratory on his back and expels twin clouds of vapor from the sides of his mask. "For you maybe but you already forgot what I am."
Then he took off shattering the sound barrier from his speed right in front of her and disappeared in a blur of purple.
Maia for all her charisma and experience in the Black Dogs and her time as a Shield Princess wasn't prepared for it and got knocked off her feet by the speed magic. And after recovering from the ringing in her ears she blinked sheepishly at the spot where he once stood. And said the only thing that came to her mind.
"Holy shit."
And Done
Well there is it the final intro chapter, hope y'all enjoyed it.
Now I'm gonna try to keep chapters on a pattern but for obvious cliff hangers I'm gonna do double ups as to keep the story flowing.
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