Chapter 2
He remembered the past, the time he had found his blade. It had been found among the spoils of a rogue agents stash, defeating that terrorist had cost him his teams life. It was something that had changed him, to lose everyone. His codename was Blaze then, before he gave it up, all of it.
* * * * *
"Blaze!" he heard Seraph yell as the sniper popped up behind a barrel, "Take cover, the Hand of Glory sent in a mystic, someone named Kabal!"
"I knew him," Anton replied, "He was in the same room as me during training!"
"He went rogue about a month ago, I thought that you were informed of that?"
"Guys," yelled a third voice, "Shade here, shrike has a confirmed contact on level five, what the."
The radio contact was cut off by an explosion that sent scraps of metal flying into the sky, eliminating the building to his right.
* * * * *
He wondered how much of the Fringe and the Spirit world was connected here, after that fight he had studied for so long. But it wasn't very long before he heard a noise as one of the mines he had planted in the front yard went off.
* * * * *
Holly screamed as she felt an impact to the side of her head just as she noticed several figures in the bushes cloaked in black. She slumped to the ground as she saw one of the figures step forward.
.and vanish in an explosion..
One of the black clad figures grabbed her as her vision faded.
* * * * *
Anton clicked a button on his nightstand as he grabbed his coat and slung it over his shoulders, he was glad he always stayed dressed unless he was going to sleep, and he gabbed several clips of ammunition and leaped from the window.
His mind was clear as to his actions, his weapons came up as he saw two of them lifting someone, it looked like a child.
He spun, firing off six shots at the nearest foes, using the smoldering hole in earth caused by the mine and a half pound of Charlie four to make the limpet have a bigger boom for his buck,
He heard gunfire and he moved rolling forwards drawing his blade, it was time.
The katana felt his call, and it seemed to be alight with a fire the color of the moons light, the sword seemed to evaporate and surround him, infusing him with its power, a beast blade had been activated.
* * * * *
"What on earth is going on up there!" Foaly screamed into the mike, "Holly, Holly do you read me?"
"Uuungh," the elf moaned as her eyes blinked open, her iris cam activating just in time to be hit by a bright blast of light.
Holly's eyes didn't burn like it was sunlight, it felt strong, like when the Ritual happened, she felt stronger as she noticed the retrieval teams joining the fray, and a pillar of white flame.
"Captain Short!" Root said, his nerves fraying and very much needing a drink, "What on earth is going on there, I feel strange down here and we can't figure out what is going on!"
"Magic," she whispered awestruck as the light faded down to see a figure their, an armored figure.
* * * * *
Trouble kelp yelled as the energy wave washed over him, until he felt it make him stronger, but then the mudmen had opened fire, guns blazing in all directions, though both retrieval teams where to startled to shield.
Then Grub was hit, knocked out of the sky when a bullet pierced his shoulder and firefly unit.
The younger elf looked at Trouble, eyes wide and in pain as his magic tried to heal him, but there was to much damage.
* * * * *
Anton stepped forwards, the crimson, gold, and black armor that now covered him standing out like a sore thumb in the open, but his foes were to busy firing at forms in the sky.
His armored boots moved across the ruble strewn about his yard as he struck with his blade, bisecting one of the gunmen and grabbing one of the figures out of the air, a wounded one that was tumbling from the sky with as much grace as a wingless duck.
He saw a rocket launcher come up, aiming at him as heclosed his eyes and took a deep breath, and then the flames came.
He remembered the past, the time he had found his blade. It had been found among the spoils of a rogue agents stash, defeating that terrorist had cost him his teams life. It was something that had changed him, to lose everyone. His codename was Blaze then, before he gave it up, all of it.
* * * * *
"Blaze!" he heard Seraph yell as the sniper popped up behind a barrel, "Take cover, the Hand of Glory sent in a mystic, someone named Kabal!"
"I knew him," Anton replied, "He was in the same room as me during training!"
"He went rogue about a month ago, I thought that you were informed of that?"
"Guys," yelled a third voice, "Shade here, shrike has a confirmed contact on level five, what the."
The radio contact was cut off by an explosion that sent scraps of metal flying into the sky, eliminating the building to his right.
* * * * *
He wondered how much of the Fringe and the Spirit world was connected here, after that fight he had studied for so long. But it wasn't very long before he heard a noise as one of the mines he had planted in the front yard went off.
* * * * *
Holly screamed as she felt an impact to the side of her head just as she noticed several figures in the bushes cloaked in black. She slumped to the ground as she saw one of the figures step forward.
.and vanish in an explosion..
One of the black clad figures grabbed her as her vision faded.
* * * * *
Anton clicked a button on his nightstand as he grabbed his coat and slung it over his shoulders, he was glad he always stayed dressed unless he was going to sleep, and he gabbed several clips of ammunition and leaped from the window.
His mind was clear as to his actions, his weapons came up as he saw two of them lifting someone, it looked like a child.
He spun, firing off six shots at the nearest foes, using the smoldering hole in earth caused by the mine and a half pound of Charlie four to make the limpet have a bigger boom for his buck,
He heard gunfire and he moved rolling forwards drawing his blade, it was time.
The katana felt his call, and it seemed to be alight with a fire the color of the moons light, the sword seemed to evaporate and surround him, infusing him with its power, a beast blade had been activated.
* * * * *
"What on earth is going on up there!" Foaly screamed into the mike, "Holly, Holly do you read me?"
"Uuungh," the elf moaned as her eyes blinked open, her iris cam activating just in time to be hit by a bright blast of light.
Holly's eyes didn't burn like it was sunlight, it felt strong, like when the Ritual happened, she felt stronger as she noticed the retrieval teams joining the fray, and a pillar of white flame.
"Captain Short!" Root said, his nerves fraying and very much needing a drink, "What on earth is going on there, I feel strange down here and we can't figure out what is going on!"
"Magic," she whispered awestruck as the light faded down to see a figure their, an armored figure.
* * * * *
Trouble kelp yelled as the energy wave washed over him, until he felt it make him stronger, but then the mudmen had opened fire, guns blazing in all directions, though both retrieval teams where to startled to shield.
Then Grub was hit, knocked out of the sky when a bullet pierced his shoulder and firefly unit.
The younger elf looked at Trouble, eyes wide and in pain as his magic tried to heal him, but there was to much damage.
* * * * *
Anton stepped forwards, the crimson, gold, and black armor that now covered him standing out like a sore thumb in the open, but his foes were to busy firing at forms in the sky.
His armored boots moved across the ruble strewn about his yard as he struck with his blade, bisecting one of the gunmen and grabbing one of the figures out of the air, a wounded one that was tumbling from the sky with as much grace as a wingless duck.
He saw a rocket launcher come up, aiming at him as heclosed his eyes and took a deep breath, and then the flames came.