The Fight Begins

"I can't believe it!" yelled Vincent, "Those little brats made a monkey out of me! How in the world could they manage to dig a hole this size out of solid rock?" He threw a vase in anger, and it shattered against the steel bars of the cell. But that did little to end Vincent's rage, if anything, it increased.

The man laughed at how cunning his sister's children were. They had managed to escape from a cell by opening a hole in the wall. He decided to inspect the area where they had dug, maybe the dirt was much looser there or something. After all, mere children couldn't dig through a wall that strong.

But his inspections only reinforce what he had already known. The rocks were just as solid as the ones around him. So if they had wanted to dig in order to get out, they would have to be equipped with some bombs or grenades. And he knew he'd taken everything they had, even those stupid wands they had been carrying. Even though there was no use he could see for those things.

"This is most curious. It must have something to do with the fact that my sister and grandfather didn't bleed like normal human beings. That's it! These aren't normal human beings I'm dealing with," he realized. And this realization was accompanied by a feeling of pure dread.

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The rescue party had arrived at the mountain just as the rains picked up. They continued on, searching for something to cover up with so they could resume searching in comfort. As well as to keep the children warm when they were reunited, no one wanted the three kids to catch a cold.

Virginia said, "We should be getting close, let's think of it that way. If Vincent is holed up in some base, somewhere, at least we can fight him and be dry. Not to mention wait out the storm inside of it once the battle is over and we've reclaimed the children." She smiled at her husband.

The four Shamans were each carrying a staff that they'd took from Victoria's home. In addition, Virginia held her pistols in the side holsters, and had strapped her bazooka over her shoulder. Leonard was more than willing to try the shotgun that he'd brought last week, but his wife and mother-in-law were sticking with magic. After all, Vincent was of their blood, even though he didn't know what that meant.

Suddenly, Jet heard a noise coming from behind the bushes. He turned around, and aimed his ARM at whatever it was. He held steady, never flinching or opening fire. "Come on out now, and I'll spare your life. But if you try and threaten us, I will shoot you dead where you stand."

At that moment, three children spilled out of the bushes and into the clearing. They were wearing dirty Shamans robes, one blue and two red. The boy had silver hair and blue eyes, one girl had brown hair and purple eyes, and the other had blue hair and green eyes. The second girl appeared to have been crying, and the boy seemed protective of her. The first girl seemed to be the leader.

"Mommy! Daddy!" exclaimed Lilka," You came to save us!" She ran into her mother's arms, noticing the tears of joy streaming down Virginia's face. Ashley, who didn't take as well to these little displays of affection, held back. Instead, he showed how he was protecting Cecille.

"Se Daddy, I'm a big boy now. I'll take care of Cecille just like you used to take care of Mommy when you were Drifters," he stated. Pride radiated from his voice, he really idolized his dad almost as much as his mom. Like he'd strived to emulate his mother's kind heart, he wanted his father's strength.

Jet told his son, "That's a good boy. If you take care of one another, you can get through most any situation. Just never try to go at it alone. When I was younger, I'll admit I liked to be alone, and was originally reluctant to teaming up with your mom and the others. But as time went on, I found that I could no longer leave them behind. I'd begun to fear for your mother's safety if I wasn't around to back her up, and I realized that it would be to lonely if I didn't have anyone to be with. I never want my children to make the same mistakes I made back in those days, before I knew what love was."


Just then, a horrid laugh cut through the air. "How cute, your little brats are acting just like their wretched parents. But now your time has ended, and you will die, Virginia and Jet Enduro."


Vincent came out of the bushes, and boy was he mad. No one pulls the wool over his eyes and gets away with it. He aimed his gun, and shot at Lilka, her being the ringleader and all. But suddenly, the bullet changed direction, and hit into a tree. That surprised the man, he had reinforced the bullet with a technique that his father had discovered in Hyadas. It was supposed to make any bullet fired from his gun take on the attributes of the demonkind instead of the dragons. So what had happened?


He got his answer almost immediately. Jet stood there, holding his hand up. The same green glow he'd used to rewire Yggdrasil and Deus Ex Machina, in addition to killing Leehalt, was shining in his outstretched palm. He'd figured that Vincent was using demon technology, how else could he penetrate Virginia's shield? So he thought that maybe his powers would be able to stop it.

"Maybe you can harm Filgaians with your weapons," Jet stated, "But there's no way you can last when confronted with the planet itself. Prepare yourself, we're not going to lose this one."


"Wait a minute! You must be that android my father told me that the council was working on. But I thought that he was killed when the Yggdrasil blew up. I was told I'd never have to worry about him if it came down to a fight. Guess even Father could be wrong about some things," muttered Vincent.

Virginia yelled, "Don't call him 'That Android'! Jet is more human than your so-called father, who would kill the whole planet off just so he could rule it. Who summoned a demon in order to further his grand scheme. And who turned you against your family out of spite and hatred for Daddy!"

Vincent was seething. "You will never understand, you who were loved by our mother, who was allowed to live while I was left in the cold. I will kill you, and avenge Father's death. It's the least I can do for the only person who ever cared about my life." With that, he raised his gun, and fired.

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Teefa's Last Words…

Gotta go confer with the girls, and play some games. Then we can get the next chapter up. Evil cliffhanger, right?