LEGACY OF KMAS CHAPTER 9
THE MODERN DAY KNIGHT
So now yet another fighter was added to our band. As much as I hated traveling with others, I guess I didn't have much of a choice now. Still in the blazing forest, we traveled on towards Dark City. The journey was quite silent. I mean when you have someone in your group, who until recently, tried to kill you, it doesn't really leave much for conversation. Until...
"I've gotta know, Mo. What was that thing on your head?" I asked.
"The Devil Gene reveals itself in many ways, but the common trait is the third eye upon your brow. This is called a Jagan Eye. It is not a natural trait of course, but it is more or less alive. This is the source of power for someone with the Devil Gene. In my case it allows me to use the Darkness Flame with a little more ease then most could. But I must be careful when using it. The flame is still difficult to control and too much reliance upon it may cause the dark fire to consume me instead. I assume you have the eye as well?"
"Yes, I've noticed it. But up until now I thought it was just something cool that appeared with the demon form. But now that I know its significance, I'll have to be a little more defensive".
We continued our little nature hike through the forest. Though I didn't mind looking at its beauty I was getting a tad impatient with its length. Luckily we had a native of the forest with us, so I decided to ask him nicely…
"How much farther, IfritPunk" I spoke
"Very funny. I'd say about one quarter left to go".
"If it wasn't for the fact that I'd be leaving you behind, I would be there and back already!" Mo replied
"Whatever smart ass".
At this Mo had his katana at his throat "I sliced up your aeon! What makes you think I can't do it to you?!"
"That's enough! Can we please just make it there without killing each other? I'm sure there are plenty more freaks left with that intention".
No sooner had I spoke, a clatter of steps came running just behind us. It was moving quite rapidly as if a whole group was running after us. We turned and began to see a figure appear in the distance. Upon closer inspection, we realized it was not a group running, but a horse. The horse was of silver color and its silver coat gleamed in the sunlight. From the distance we could sense that the rider was mortal. He stopped next to us and dismounted. He stood and stared at this infernal trio.
He had long brown hair, Grayish green eyes, and was slightly pale though compared to myself he woulda had a suntan. He was dressed entirely in black from his shirt to his Doc Martens. At his side was a double-edged broadsword. From the look of him, he was a modernized version of something right out of Medieval Times.
"What are you looking at Lancealot?" I asked abruptly.
"You tell me" he replied.
At this Mo grabbed Ifritstar and said with anger
"I thought you said we would encounter no one else after you?!"
"Honestly, I had no knowledge of him" Ifritstar replied with concern.
"YOU LIE" Mo said as he pointed his blade again.
"Gentlemen. Please" the stranger said.
"Do not fight over me, I don't know who you are or why you are here. But there is certainly nothing normal about either of you. Especially you two" he said as he pointed to Mo and I.
"Now" he continued "You three seem to be in my way. Either that or en route to the same destination as I. You wouldn't happen to be a member of a group called KMAS? Would you?"
This conversation was quite odd, especially for me. Up until this point I have been the one asking these questions. I felt that this one could be trusted. But leave it to stubbornness and arrogance, to stop me once again.
"What's it to you?" I asked.
"Right now I see three Hellspawn in front of me or three potential allies. Well? Are you are with me or against me?"
"Who in the hell do you think you are? Mr. Monty Python wannabe? Do you have any idea who you are dealing with?
"That's enough DevilKaz!" Mo shouted. "Yes, we are a part of KMAS and we are heading to Dark City".
"What was that all about?!" I snapped
"Think about it dumb ass! You would risk losing an ally for a coming war?"
"This coming from the one who tried to slice my throat not to recently?" Ifritstar spoke.
"Shut up! I am Mo" he continued "That is Ifritstar and this is DevilKaz".
"Ah. A pleasure. So you are DevilKaz eh?" the human spoke.
"I don't believe he stuttered".
"Hmph. Well regardless of your earlier suggestion, I am Dave".
"Anything freaky about you?" I asked, as I was quite accustomed to it by now.
"No. Just a human who cares to much. One could say I'm a modern-day knight".
"Like I said, anything freaky?"
"What's wrong with a human caring? If just one uncorrupt human could exist, then there is hope in this god forsaken world".
"Is that so?"
"Yes is that a problem? Demon!" He said as he put his broadsword to my throat.
"You may know, I am short-tempered at times" he continued.
"The feeling is mutual" I said...after I had quickly parried the blade with the Reaver and stuck it to his throat.
"Impressive DevilKaz. But I don't think you want to do that to me".
"What's stopping me?" I replied with a sneer.
"You!"
EVENT:SUDDEN DEATH
TRACK: J.E.N.O.V.A. (FFVII)
At this I felt my arm unwillingly pulling itself away from his throat. Not content with that but it began to point itself at me. I used my free arm and all the strength of the other to keep the blade from coming down upon me.
"So you are a master...at telekinesis.....very good..."
I saw the satisfaction on Dave's face. Imagine me, a newly discovered demon being taken down by a mortal. It was intriguing how he controlled only my arm rather than my whole body. Perhaps he didn't take full control because he wanted to see me squirm, or perhaps he was just stupid. You ask why I struggled when I could've used my newfound demon powers? The Reaver is able to consume all energies it comes into conact with. Had I powered up with the Reaver attached to me as it was, the sword would become stronger and would utterly destroy me in no time.
"Come now DevilKaz. Simply beg for mercy and I'll release my grip!" he said as he laughed.
"I have a better idea".
I let my free arm go, and fought to stop the sword from destroying me. I used my free hand to reach into my pocket. The blade drew closer and closer to me as I fished around looking for the item I needed. I finally pulled out a red liquid sample. Inconspicuously I uncorked the vial and with all my strength I chucked its contents into my captors laughing mouth.
"Ugh....What was that?"
"Ha ha ha...that my friend was my blazing blood poison" I said as I struggled with both hands now.
"What?"
"I'll be breif. The way I see it, you have twenty seconds to release your grip on me so I can extract it. Or you can simply allow the poison to run through you and have your blood explode through your body. And don't worry about me, I'm sure I can hold this until your end".
I saw the fear upon his face. It's not everyday you count down the seconds of your own death
"Come on Dave, simply beg for mercy and I'll help you. Hmmm...about 11 seconds left".
"Your bluffing!"
"9...8...7...6..."
I saw sweat trickling from his forehead and his body shaking.
"Alright Necromancer, just help!".
The grip loosened and I rushed to the knight. I took my dagger and lightly pierced his arm. I placed the dagger above the gash. From the wound came the portions of poison from his body. The poison fused with the dagger and I held the blade above a vial and the crimson substance dripped into it. With it resealed, I placed the vial back into my pocket and grabbed Dave by the throat.
"I strongly suggest you do not try that again. I will not be so merciful next time" I released my grip.
"Lucky for you" I continued "This poison stuff is reusable".
"Whatever. Now that I know your an ally, you or I need not worry" Dave said as he rose to his feet.
"DevilKaz, are you going to be like this with every person you meet?" Ifritstar asked.
"No, only to those who threaten my life, annoy me, mess with my mind or threaten me with my own sword".
"End Event)
"Well we'll be seeing alot of those people for the rest of our journey so save it" Mo said.
I laughed a little at the thought. True as it was, I simply loved this new found trait of interaction I possessed. Though at times I wondered, one day I may go too far.
"Well since we are going to the same place, I suggest we stick together. If you three are anything like what's out there, we're gonaa need all the help we can, until we get to the meeting place" spoke the knight.
"Very well" Mo spoke. "As long as there will be no more play fighting" he said as he glared at me.
"Oh please".
"Agreed" said Dave
They started of into the woods again. I simply stayed for a moment and said to myself.
"So a summoner, a necromancer, a knight and a pyro-maniac. What next"?
A question that to this day I regret asking...
THE MODERN DAY KNIGHT
So now yet another fighter was added to our band. As much as I hated traveling with others, I guess I didn't have much of a choice now. Still in the blazing forest, we traveled on towards Dark City. The journey was quite silent. I mean when you have someone in your group, who until recently, tried to kill you, it doesn't really leave much for conversation. Until...
"I've gotta know, Mo. What was that thing on your head?" I asked.
"The Devil Gene reveals itself in many ways, but the common trait is the third eye upon your brow. This is called a Jagan Eye. It is not a natural trait of course, but it is more or less alive. This is the source of power for someone with the Devil Gene. In my case it allows me to use the Darkness Flame with a little more ease then most could. But I must be careful when using it. The flame is still difficult to control and too much reliance upon it may cause the dark fire to consume me instead. I assume you have the eye as well?"
"Yes, I've noticed it. But up until now I thought it was just something cool that appeared with the demon form. But now that I know its significance, I'll have to be a little more defensive".
We continued our little nature hike through the forest. Though I didn't mind looking at its beauty I was getting a tad impatient with its length. Luckily we had a native of the forest with us, so I decided to ask him nicely…
"How much farther, IfritPunk" I spoke
"Very funny. I'd say about one quarter left to go".
"If it wasn't for the fact that I'd be leaving you behind, I would be there and back already!" Mo replied
"Whatever smart ass".
At this Mo had his katana at his throat "I sliced up your aeon! What makes you think I can't do it to you?!"
"That's enough! Can we please just make it there without killing each other? I'm sure there are plenty more freaks left with that intention".
No sooner had I spoke, a clatter of steps came running just behind us. It was moving quite rapidly as if a whole group was running after us. We turned and began to see a figure appear in the distance. Upon closer inspection, we realized it was not a group running, but a horse. The horse was of silver color and its silver coat gleamed in the sunlight. From the distance we could sense that the rider was mortal. He stopped next to us and dismounted. He stood and stared at this infernal trio.
He had long brown hair, Grayish green eyes, and was slightly pale though compared to myself he woulda had a suntan. He was dressed entirely in black from his shirt to his Doc Martens. At his side was a double-edged broadsword. From the look of him, he was a modernized version of something right out of Medieval Times.
"What are you looking at Lancealot?" I asked abruptly.
"You tell me" he replied.
At this Mo grabbed Ifritstar and said with anger
"I thought you said we would encounter no one else after you?!"
"Honestly, I had no knowledge of him" Ifritstar replied with concern.
"YOU LIE" Mo said as he pointed his blade again.
"Gentlemen. Please" the stranger said.
"Do not fight over me, I don't know who you are or why you are here. But there is certainly nothing normal about either of you. Especially you two" he said as he pointed to Mo and I.
"Now" he continued "You three seem to be in my way. Either that or en route to the same destination as I. You wouldn't happen to be a member of a group called KMAS? Would you?"
This conversation was quite odd, especially for me. Up until this point I have been the one asking these questions. I felt that this one could be trusted. But leave it to stubbornness and arrogance, to stop me once again.
"What's it to you?" I asked.
"Right now I see three Hellspawn in front of me or three potential allies. Well? Are you are with me or against me?"
"Who in the hell do you think you are? Mr. Monty Python wannabe? Do you have any idea who you are dealing with?
"That's enough DevilKaz!" Mo shouted. "Yes, we are a part of KMAS and we are heading to Dark City".
"What was that all about?!" I snapped
"Think about it dumb ass! You would risk losing an ally for a coming war?"
"This coming from the one who tried to slice my throat not to recently?" Ifritstar spoke.
"Shut up! I am Mo" he continued "That is Ifritstar and this is DevilKaz".
"Ah. A pleasure. So you are DevilKaz eh?" the human spoke.
"I don't believe he stuttered".
"Hmph. Well regardless of your earlier suggestion, I am Dave".
"Anything freaky about you?" I asked, as I was quite accustomed to it by now.
"No. Just a human who cares to much. One could say I'm a modern-day knight".
"Like I said, anything freaky?"
"What's wrong with a human caring? If just one uncorrupt human could exist, then there is hope in this god forsaken world".
"Is that so?"
"Yes is that a problem? Demon!" He said as he put his broadsword to my throat.
"You may know, I am short-tempered at times" he continued.
"The feeling is mutual" I said...after I had quickly parried the blade with the Reaver and stuck it to his throat.
"Impressive DevilKaz. But I don't think you want to do that to me".
"What's stopping me?" I replied with a sneer.
"You!"
EVENT:SUDDEN DEATH
TRACK: J.E.N.O.V.A. (FFVII)
At this I felt my arm unwillingly pulling itself away from his throat. Not content with that but it began to point itself at me. I used my free arm and all the strength of the other to keep the blade from coming down upon me.
"So you are a master...at telekinesis.....very good..."
I saw the satisfaction on Dave's face. Imagine me, a newly discovered demon being taken down by a mortal. It was intriguing how he controlled only my arm rather than my whole body. Perhaps he didn't take full control because he wanted to see me squirm, or perhaps he was just stupid. You ask why I struggled when I could've used my newfound demon powers? The Reaver is able to consume all energies it comes into conact with. Had I powered up with the Reaver attached to me as it was, the sword would become stronger and would utterly destroy me in no time.
"Come now DevilKaz. Simply beg for mercy and I'll release my grip!" he said as he laughed.
"I have a better idea".
I let my free arm go, and fought to stop the sword from destroying me. I used my free hand to reach into my pocket. The blade drew closer and closer to me as I fished around looking for the item I needed. I finally pulled out a red liquid sample. Inconspicuously I uncorked the vial and with all my strength I chucked its contents into my captors laughing mouth.
"Ugh....What was that?"
"Ha ha ha...that my friend was my blazing blood poison" I said as I struggled with both hands now.
"What?"
"I'll be breif. The way I see it, you have twenty seconds to release your grip on me so I can extract it. Or you can simply allow the poison to run through you and have your blood explode through your body. And don't worry about me, I'm sure I can hold this until your end".
I saw the fear upon his face. It's not everyday you count down the seconds of your own death
"Come on Dave, simply beg for mercy and I'll help you. Hmmm...about 11 seconds left".
"Your bluffing!"
"9...8...7...6..."
I saw sweat trickling from his forehead and his body shaking.
"Alright Necromancer, just help!".
The grip loosened and I rushed to the knight. I took my dagger and lightly pierced his arm. I placed the dagger above the gash. From the wound came the portions of poison from his body. The poison fused with the dagger and I held the blade above a vial and the crimson substance dripped into it. With it resealed, I placed the vial back into my pocket and grabbed Dave by the throat.
"I strongly suggest you do not try that again. I will not be so merciful next time" I released my grip.
"Lucky for you" I continued "This poison stuff is reusable".
"Whatever. Now that I know your an ally, you or I need not worry" Dave said as he rose to his feet.
"DevilKaz, are you going to be like this with every person you meet?" Ifritstar asked.
"No, only to those who threaten my life, annoy me, mess with my mind or threaten me with my own sword".
"End Event)
"Well we'll be seeing alot of those people for the rest of our journey so save it" Mo said.
I laughed a little at the thought. True as it was, I simply loved this new found trait of interaction I possessed. Though at times I wondered, one day I may go too far.
"Well since we are going to the same place, I suggest we stick together. If you three are anything like what's out there, we're gonaa need all the help we can, until we get to the meeting place" spoke the knight.
"Very well" Mo spoke. "As long as there will be no more play fighting" he said as he glared at me.
"Oh please".
"Agreed" said Dave
They started of into the woods again. I simply stayed for a moment and said to myself.
"So a summoner, a necromancer, a knight and a pyro-maniac. What next"?
A question that to this day I regret asking...