Epilogue
"Footsteps.people in pain. Fear.panic.and fighting. It's gone on for long enough. Please, let me rest a little while more."
6 years ago.
"Ciel, please. Let's head back. We shouldn't be out here. It's not safe." In a flurry of emerald sparks, a small fairy like creature soared to eye level with a human girl.
"How can you say that, Passy? Especially when everyone else is starving back at camp." The girl must have been about twelve, her matching vest and skirt stained beyond recognition. They must have been pink once. "And I thought fairies were supposed to protect their god children." She added with a smirk.
"I told you, I'm not a fairy. I'm a Cyber Elf." The little creature puffed out her miniature feminine chest and crossed her arms.
"Whatever." The Cyber Elves have been around for as long as she could remember, and most of them has stirred nothing but more suffering. She's seen the larger human size Elves assimilate the smaller fairies to repair themselves. Passy had told her that the human size Elves are actually called Reploids, and are a total different species from Cyber Elves. Reploids eat, or rather absorb Cyber Elves into their data structure to reroute their damaged circuits, and regenerate armor over their wounds. Thus, Cyber Elves were seen as very valuable by the enemy, and often brought along a capsule full of them when they go on a killing spree in a camp suspected of harboring mavericks. The reploids and their human protectors who actually fought back often met their death when their opponents self repaired. The survivors despised Cyber Elves enough to treat their kind like the reploids who slaughtered their family. But now, she has Passy, a Cyber Elf of her own. "Ironic," Ciel said, chuckling.
"Ciel.Look at those smoke. It's coming from where the others are!" Her thoughts abruptly broken, the human girl looked at where her Cyber Elf was pointing. A sudden explosion knocked Ciel off the rusted ladder she was climbing, and onto a patch of flooded sewage. Pieces of metal and concrete from nearby buildings peppered around Ciel like shrapnel from a grenade. There was no sign of the ladder; its remnants had been camouflaged into the piles of rubble that littered the ground.
"What was that?" Passy had been more fortunate having avoided the projectiles while airborne, and had landed neatly on Ciel's shoulder. Puffing, Ciel struggled to her feet, feeling less than comfortable having been drenched in slime. From the distance, came the barking of machine rifles, and crashes of exploding projectiles. A second explosion mirrored the first one, and the sky was painted a crimson red. A portrait of the coming slaughter.
"Footsteps.people in pain. Fear.panic.and fighting. It's gone on for long enough. Please, let me rest a little while more."
6 years ago.
"Ciel, please. Let's head back. We shouldn't be out here. It's not safe." In a flurry of emerald sparks, a small fairy like creature soared to eye level with a human girl.
"How can you say that, Passy? Especially when everyone else is starving back at camp." The girl must have been about twelve, her matching vest and skirt stained beyond recognition. They must have been pink once. "And I thought fairies were supposed to protect their god children." She added with a smirk.
"I told you, I'm not a fairy. I'm a Cyber Elf." The little creature puffed out her miniature feminine chest and crossed her arms.
"Whatever." The Cyber Elves have been around for as long as she could remember, and most of them has stirred nothing but more suffering. She's seen the larger human size Elves assimilate the smaller fairies to repair themselves. Passy had told her that the human size Elves are actually called Reploids, and are a total different species from Cyber Elves. Reploids eat, or rather absorb Cyber Elves into their data structure to reroute their damaged circuits, and regenerate armor over their wounds. Thus, Cyber Elves were seen as very valuable by the enemy, and often brought along a capsule full of them when they go on a killing spree in a camp suspected of harboring mavericks. The reploids and their human protectors who actually fought back often met their death when their opponents self repaired. The survivors despised Cyber Elves enough to treat their kind like the reploids who slaughtered their family. But now, she has Passy, a Cyber Elf of her own. "Ironic," Ciel said, chuckling.
"Ciel.Look at those smoke. It's coming from where the others are!" Her thoughts abruptly broken, the human girl looked at where her Cyber Elf was pointing. A sudden explosion knocked Ciel off the rusted ladder she was climbing, and onto a patch of flooded sewage. Pieces of metal and concrete from nearby buildings peppered around Ciel like shrapnel from a grenade. There was no sign of the ladder; its remnants had been camouflaged into the piles of rubble that littered the ground.
"What was that?" Passy had been more fortunate having avoided the projectiles while airborne, and had landed neatly on Ciel's shoulder. Puffing, Ciel struggled to her feet, feeling less than comfortable having been drenched in slime. From the distance, came the barking of machine rifles, and crashes of exploding projectiles. A second explosion mirrored the first one, and the sky was painted a crimson red. A portrait of the coming slaughter.