Those Who Make Legends XIV
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The war shall start within the fields,
Each one holding a strength they yield.
Wu Fei weighed the oncoming army, they'd be there within minutes, at least 500, compared to the measly 100 left in their troops. Trowa's small band had reappeared, looking very tired and beaten.
Two shadows swooped against the skyline, barely recognizable in the blackened sky. The dragons were back, looking ominous.
Wu Fei clenched his fist and reached out to them mentally.
They both dived, spouting flames at the oncoming troops.
Quatre's hand shot out in different directions, his eyes filled with the torrid storm. Elaina continued to fight, her eyes burning with fire.
"So, you set this all up," she smirked. "I guess I should congratulate you,"
"You set it up perfectly," Quatre replied as his skin began to glow darkly. He darted another attack and felt a sudden pressure against his throat.
"Your heart is as black as mine now," she snarled as she walked towards him, her eyes still filled with the fire.
Quatre smiled sadly. "Yeah. I guess it is.." the darkened light became stronger around him, until it was blotting out the entire room. Elaina could see it, he'd given in fully to the darkness..
He stepped back to the wall, looking suddenly very tired. The blackness began to concentrate against his hand, making a large ghostly black ball.
Trowa picked up the bow, shooting at several oncoming enemies as he could. Although he'd taken out several, they kept coming, and he was getting tired. Wu Fei wasn't having much luck either, beads of sweat and exhaustion dotted his forehead as he continued to fight back. The Northern armies were still untrained, and they wouldn't have the experience to fight back such a large group.
Hold them off.. Keep holding them off.. he thought to himself quickly as he took another step back. With the small bit of light, it was getting difficult to aim..
Gripping to a sword hilt, he set the bow back against his shoulder and thought quickly to himself.
It wasn't going to be easy at all..
There was a loud yell of fear coming from the rear guards. Another army was approaching..
They'd be cornered.
The skies shall burn against the setting sun.
When the will of the dragon shall be done.
The dragon fire danced against the horizon, knocking out the main troops, but it hadn't been as strong or as violent as before. Wu Fei had kept the flames alive as long as he could, but his own strength was waning quickly.
With one desperate, angry shout he gripped against his sword and ran forward.
He was going to die, but at least he was going to die fighting.
Heero ran down the hall, the pirates making a path in front and behind him. He'd underestimated them; once they were fired up they were a force to be reckoned with. The darkened shadow drifted in front of them, twisting around hallways like wisps of smoke.
The room was becoming darker, and there was a feeling in the air that made his hair stand on end.
The door in front of him was locked..
Dammit Quatre, what do you think you're doing..
Give me your sword.. the shadow floated in front of him, its eyes a dark red.
Heero drew back and shook his head. "I can't allow that,"
You have no choice. The monster glanced at the wall. And he has no time.
Heero stared momentarily then slowly drew the sword out. The shadow wrapped a clawed hand around the hilt and disappeared.
And darkness will encompass all.
The sun was completely gone, replaced by the blackness of a moonless night.
The gloom continued to advance, but there wasn't a menacing feel to it. Wu Fei stepped back, while the Southern forces began to stop what they were doing.
Standing in front of the misty fog was none other than Duo. He was wearing a dark black cloak, ripped and torn to shreds in several places. Strands of loose brown hair blew around his face, creating a sort of calm grimness to his face.
It was like Death itself had decided to come and join the fray.
And then Duo swung his scythe and grinned dementedly. The fog began to form into faceless warriors, all brandishing swords and spears.
The cavalry had come back with a vengeance.
"That's it, go ahead and kill me," Elaina taunted. "But you'll bring down the future as well.."
Quatre continued to stare, his expression grim and angry. The black ball sparked in cold anger, but he remained still.
Dark appeared behind her, holding out the glittering sword.
The ball began to form into a tiny dagger.
With Evil's heart the Light shall fall.
Quatre shoved the dagger straight into his chest.
Outside, a greyish tone began to appear against Duo's skin, becoming brighter every second. Wu Fei's aura of orange grew, making even the flames around him jealous. Trowa's green aura strengthened..
And in the stronghold, Heero had dropped to the ground as the warm reddish aura enveloped him.
Right in the center of the dark clouds, a gold-white beam shot out, destroying the black clouds that had been blocking out the sun. It spread in all directions, blinding everything...
Inside, only the faintest glow remained around the blonde. A thin stream of red blood drifted down the arm, making its way onto the fingers, then dripping against the ground. And very slowly, the glow died..
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Aaaackkk!! *ducks the things thrown at her* There's one more chapter left!!
*grabs an old-fashioned typewriter, cranks up Windmills, and gets back to work*