Thank you all who has been so kind and written rewievs! I am truly grateful
and I will do my best to continue with this story! And I apologize for not
updating for a while but my &*#¤ computer refused to put out the story
*growl*!! Anyway, here is chapter 1!
Please R&R
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Chapter One: Fight for Freedom
The train had stopped moving when Virginia and her party ascended on the roof. A party of three waited for them, with a vicious smile on their faces. Their clothing, resembled those from Little Twister. They were all slim, and one of them wore a big hat.
"Hey you, girl. Are you Virginia Maxwell?" The man standing in front of the group called out. He had the same colour on his hair as Lamium, the leader of the Ark of Destiny. His big hat hung on the side, covering one of his blue eyes. His yellow coat flapped in the small breeze. He wore a brown, sleeveless vest under the coat and black pants. He had the type of same ARM as Janus once had, a Bayonet.
"Yes, I am" Virginia answered, taking the man for being the leader of the the team. She felt her hands moving slowly for her dual guns automaticly, but she stopped them. She didn't yet know where she had the man, and tried to avoid a fight if she could.
"Perfect. I was afraid we were going to have to search every wagon after you.. You made our quest much easier. I appreciate that" The leader replied, taking his hat of, putting it over his chest, bowed politely as a gentleman, and put the hat back at his head again. Jet rolled his eyes. It itched in is fingers after a fight, and his mind yelled at him to draw the Airget Lamh. But he resisted it, and let his ARM remain pointed downwards in his hand.
"Who are you and what do you want from us?" Virginia asked, although she had suspicions of what they wanted.
"Sorry. I forgot that we're not known well yet. I'm Racen Longwell, leader of this team. These two here are my brothers, Lan," he pointed to the man by his side.
He was a brown haired man with green eyes. He nodded with a grin. He wore a yellow jacket and blue pants, almost similar to Jet's clothing. He also wore as red sacrf around his neck.
"and Robert."
A blue haired man grumped at the mention of his name. His long hair was tied into a ponytail, which hung over his shoulder. A white shirt covered his upper torso, along with his red jacket, and wore blue pants. Virginia almost misstook him for Janus, but he looked much more sinister in the face, and he had brown eyes.
"Usually we're four, but our friend, Barto, is looking after the engine- drivers. Together we are the infamous Longwell team. As for why we're here, we're to cash in that reward for you. So, no tricks from your side, okay?"
He whirled the Bayonett in his hand pointed it at Virginia. His friends drew their ARMs as well.
Jet swinged his Airget Lamh upwards and pointed it on Racen. Virginia's hands was now above her dual guns, but didn't pull them just yet. Clive and Gallows stepped up closer behind her, ready to pull out their ARMs.
"We've never heard of you before. But if you're looking for a fight, you have it right here" Jet implied. He moved closer to Virginia.
"We didn't kill the leader. We will not go to prison for a crime we didn't commit!" Virginia said and pulled up her dual guns. She cocked them just like her father taught her ten years ago.
"Be careful Virginia. They do not appear to be strong, but it would be a mistake to underestimate them. We do not yet know what they are capable of" Clive said lowly behind her.
"Thank you. I'll keep that in mind" She replied, with her her eyes still fixed on the Longwell leader.
"Who cares who did it or not. The reward is above your heads, that's all I want to know!"
"Maybe we should be careful, Racen. Janus put up against them and look what happened to him! Plus, we're only three, they're four!" Lan whispered into his brother leader's ear.
"Shut up. I won't be as silly as to get mysef killed like my late friend Janus Cascade. Besides, once they got a taste of our abilities, they'll beg us to catch them. Get them!" Followed closely by his brothers, Racen jumped over the gap between the two wagons and attaked Virginia. He thrusted with the sharp blade of the Bayonet at her, trying to stab her. Jet reacted fastest of the four, and opened fire, giving Virginia time to jump away.
Clive rushed to help his leader, but Robert jumped in his way and swinged a huge sword at him, forcing the Drifter to jump back. Clive held his huge ARM before him for protection.
"Where do you think you're going, Drifter?" Robert asked, and pointed the sharp edge at him. Clive moved his foot slightly to the left side, so that Robert didn't see him do it, giving him a bigger opportunity to surprise Robert if he decided to attack.
"Usually, I try to avoid uneccesary bloodshed if ever possible. But right now, my biggest priority is the safety of my comrades. I kindly ask of you to stand down, or else I see no other choice than to take you out."
Robert grinned at him and attacked Clive, with the blade pointed upwards. Clive fulfilled his movement, and when a surprised Robert came up beside him, stepped to the side and knocked the blade out of his hands with the pipe of the ARM, when it came swingin down. He used Robert's confusion and clubed him on the back with his Gungnir, forcing him down on his stomach on the roof. Robert moaned of the pain that rushed down his spine, and almost paralyzed him. He got up on his knees, lifting his hand for the shimmering blade that laid next to him. Clive tried to kick it from him, but he was a lightning second to late. With nenewed strength, Robert got up and attacked again. But Clive was ready and performed a five punch Gatling at him, knocking him down once more.
Gallows was in a hot fight with Lan. He pointed his Modified Coyote M17F and fired a shower of bullets. Lan cast Shield to protect himself and counterattacked with his ARM, an Coyote M19. Gallows was hit in his shoulder, blood came dripping down from the shotwound. Lan sniggeredm as he thought he had won over the big Baskar. "Heal!" Gallows hissed out in pain, and he was revitalized as a blue light surrounded his body, and healed him. The shothole disappeared and the blood seemed to float back beneath his skin, leaving no trace. Lan growled in anger and fired one more time. Gallows ducked and used an ice arcana on his opponent. Ice covered Lan and shattered, and Lan felt the wounds on his body it left behind, though the body was still stiff from the cold. Shivereing, he fired again, but Gallows easily avoided the shot.
Racen knew he had missjudged the situation from the moment he had attacked Virginia. He thought that taking down the leader would make them indecisive, and easier to catch He had never expected the silverhaired boy to come to her rescue, he didn't look like the heroic type. Yet he had fired at him to protect her, giving her time to get away from Racen. Now he had two against him. He glanced over the battle area, seeing that the green haired sniper had forced Robert down, and Lan looked he barely made it against the Baskar priest. He turned back to Jet, and rushed at him. The boy looked surprised as he performed Heretic stab, but he managed to slip away before Racen reached him. He stopped next to Virginia.
"What the hell!? That was Janus' attack!" Jet exclaimed.
"Did I forget to tell you? Janus was a good friend of mine. We both lived together in Little Twister, and he taught me how to handle a Bayonet, and a few of his tricks too. But that's all in history now. I now only live for the moment!" Racen replied. Virginia used Spectre on him, several rays of light flew down at him to strike him down. Virginia gasped in surprise as the spell was reflected back at her. She didn't recieve any damage though, as she was protected by the golden medium Flash Hit. Racen pulled out a small, bloodred medallion that hung around his neck beneath his brownvest. It sparkled in the fading sun, making Racen's face look like it was stained with blood. He smirked.
"Good thing I bought it from the black market before we left. I knew it was handy, in some way. Lan, Robert, assemble!" Lan ran up to him, while Robert limped, due to his injuries. Clive and Gallows did not attack them, as they refused to attack somebody from behind.
The Maxwell gang held their positions, ready to defend themselves.
"Prepare for the Blind attack! Do not hold back!" Racen exclaimed.
The Maxwell gang got confused "The Blind attack?" Virginia asked.
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Thought it was Janus, huh? Sorry, no revival of the dead Drifter here. So sorry every Janus lover, he is and remains dead. It may have been a lousy chapter, but I am lousy at writing about fights. Be gentle, no burning sticks this way, please! Anyways, chapter 2 is coming up!
Please R&R
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Chapter One: Fight for Freedom
The train had stopped moving when Virginia and her party ascended on the roof. A party of three waited for them, with a vicious smile on their faces. Their clothing, resembled those from Little Twister. They were all slim, and one of them wore a big hat.
"Hey you, girl. Are you Virginia Maxwell?" The man standing in front of the group called out. He had the same colour on his hair as Lamium, the leader of the Ark of Destiny. His big hat hung on the side, covering one of his blue eyes. His yellow coat flapped in the small breeze. He wore a brown, sleeveless vest under the coat and black pants. He had the type of same ARM as Janus once had, a Bayonet.
"Yes, I am" Virginia answered, taking the man for being the leader of the the team. She felt her hands moving slowly for her dual guns automaticly, but she stopped them. She didn't yet know where she had the man, and tried to avoid a fight if she could.
"Perfect. I was afraid we were going to have to search every wagon after you.. You made our quest much easier. I appreciate that" The leader replied, taking his hat of, putting it over his chest, bowed politely as a gentleman, and put the hat back at his head again. Jet rolled his eyes. It itched in is fingers after a fight, and his mind yelled at him to draw the Airget Lamh. But he resisted it, and let his ARM remain pointed downwards in his hand.
"Who are you and what do you want from us?" Virginia asked, although she had suspicions of what they wanted.
"Sorry. I forgot that we're not known well yet. I'm Racen Longwell, leader of this team. These two here are my brothers, Lan," he pointed to the man by his side.
He was a brown haired man with green eyes. He nodded with a grin. He wore a yellow jacket and blue pants, almost similar to Jet's clothing. He also wore as red sacrf around his neck.
"and Robert."
A blue haired man grumped at the mention of his name. His long hair was tied into a ponytail, which hung over his shoulder. A white shirt covered his upper torso, along with his red jacket, and wore blue pants. Virginia almost misstook him for Janus, but he looked much more sinister in the face, and he had brown eyes.
"Usually we're four, but our friend, Barto, is looking after the engine- drivers. Together we are the infamous Longwell team. As for why we're here, we're to cash in that reward for you. So, no tricks from your side, okay?"
He whirled the Bayonett in his hand pointed it at Virginia. His friends drew their ARMs as well.
Jet swinged his Airget Lamh upwards and pointed it on Racen. Virginia's hands was now above her dual guns, but didn't pull them just yet. Clive and Gallows stepped up closer behind her, ready to pull out their ARMs.
"We've never heard of you before. But if you're looking for a fight, you have it right here" Jet implied. He moved closer to Virginia.
"We didn't kill the leader. We will not go to prison for a crime we didn't commit!" Virginia said and pulled up her dual guns. She cocked them just like her father taught her ten years ago.
"Be careful Virginia. They do not appear to be strong, but it would be a mistake to underestimate them. We do not yet know what they are capable of" Clive said lowly behind her.
"Thank you. I'll keep that in mind" She replied, with her her eyes still fixed on the Longwell leader.
"Who cares who did it or not. The reward is above your heads, that's all I want to know!"
"Maybe we should be careful, Racen. Janus put up against them and look what happened to him! Plus, we're only three, they're four!" Lan whispered into his brother leader's ear.
"Shut up. I won't be as silly as to get mysef killed like my late friend Janus Cascade. Besides, once they got a taste of our abilities, they'll beg us to catch them. Get them!" Followed closely by his brothers, Racen jumped over the gap between the two wagons and attaked Virginia. He thrusted with the sharp blade of the Bayonet at her, trying to stab her. Jet reacted fastest of the four, and opened fire, giving Virginia time to jump away.
Clive rushed to help his leader, but Robert jumped in his way and swinged a huge sword at him, forcing the Drifter to jump back. Clive held his huge ARM before him for protection.
"Where do you think you're going, Drifter?" Robert asked, and pointed the sharp edge at him. Clive moved his foot slightly to the left side, so that Robert didn't see him do it, giving him a bigger opportunity to surprise Robert if he decided to attack.
"Usually, I try to avoid uneccesary bloodshed if ever possible. But right now, my biggest priority is the safety of my comrades. I kindly ask of you to stand down, or else I see no other choice than to take you out."
Robert grinned at him and attacked Clive, with the blade pointed upwards. Clive fulfilled his movement, and when a surprised Robert came up beside him, stepped to the side and knocked the blade out of his hands with the pipe of the ARM, when it came swingin down. He used Robert's confusion and clubed him on the back with his Gungnir, forcing him down on his stomach on the roof. Robert moaned of the pain that rushed down his spine, and almost paralyzed him. He got up on his knees, lifting his hand for the shimmering blade that laid next to him. Clive tried to kick it from him, but he was a lightning second to late. With nenewed strength, Robert got up and attacked again. But Clive was ready and performed a five punch Gatling at him, knocking him down once more.
Gallows was in a hot fight with Lan. He pointed his Modified Coyote M17F and fired a shower of bullets. Lan cast Shield to protect himself and counterattacked with his ARM, an Coyote M19. Gallows was hit in his shoulder, blood came dripping down from the shotwound. Lan sniggeredm as he thought he had won over the big Baskar. "Heal!" Gallows hissed out in pain, and he was revitalized as a blue light surrounded his body, and healed him. The shothole disappeared and the blood seemed to float back beneath his skin, leaving no trace. Lan growled in anger and fired one more time. Gallows ducked and used an ice arcana on his opponent. Ice covered Lan and shattered, and Lan felt the wounds on his body it left behind, though the body was still stiff from the cold. Shivereing, he fired again, but Gallows easily avoided the shot.
Racen knew he had missjudged the situation from the moment he had attacked Virginia. He thought that taking down the leader would make them indecisive, and easier to catch He had never expected the silverhaired boy to come to her rescue, he didn't look like the heroic type. Yet he had fired at him to protect her, giving her time to get away from Racen. Now he had two against him. He glanced over the battle area, seeing that the green haired sniper had forced Robert down, and Lan looked he barely made it against the Baskar priest. He turned back to Jet, and rushed at him. The boy looked surprised as he performed Heretic stab, but he managed to slip away before Racen reached him. He stopped next to Virginia.
"What the hell!? That was Janus' attack!" Jet exclaimed.
"Did I forget to tell you? Janus was a good friend of mine. We both lived together in Little Twister, and he taught me how to handle a Bayonet, and a few of his tricks too. But that's all in history now. I now only live for the moment!" Racen replied. Virginia used Spectre on him, several rays of light flew down at him to strike him down. Virginia gasped in surprise as the spell was reflected back at her. She didn't recieve any damage though, as she was protected by the golden medium Flash Hit. Racen pulled out a small, bloodred medallion that hung around his neck beneath his brownvest. It sparkled in the fading sun, making Racen's face look like it was stained with blood. He smirked.
"Good thing I bought it from the black market before we left. I knew it was handy, in some way. Lan, Robert, assemble!" Lan ran up to him, while Robert limped, due to his injuries. Clive and Gallows did not attack them, as they refused to attack somebody from behind.
The Maxwell gang held their positions, ready to defend themselves.
"Prepare for the Blind attack! Do not hold back!" Racen exclaimed.
The Maxwell gang got confused "The Blind attack?" Virginia asked.
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Thought it was Janus, huh? Sorry, no revival of the dead Drifter here. So sorry every Janus lover, he is and remains dead. It may have been a lousy chapter, but I am lousy at writing about fights. Be gentle, no burning sticks this way, please! Anyways, chapter 2 is coming up!