C26: Okay, it really depends whether I can make it, but this is HOPEFULLY not definitely, but HOPEFULLY the most violent chapter yet. But seeing as this is the assault on Sol lighthouse so are there any doubts?

Chapter 7: traitor

Okay, Ivan thought, how was this going to work? He stuck to the shadows of the Sol lighthouse wall. There was a sole dead trooper watching over the gate, but the intruder was already inside. Ivan closed in on the trooper, he rose up behind it, it still hadn't noticed him, Ivan brought his sword around below its chin, then swiftly sliced through its neck. The blood made a large pool on the ground, so much for stealth!

Ivan quickly dashed back to lean against a blind spot next to the wall.

Two more soldiers were patrolling the wall, and the flaming crossbows they were cradling were the reason Morca had sent him in first to take them out. Ivan moved across the wall of the battlements like a reaper coming to claim his victims. The first trooper hadn't seen him, the two troopers were chatting in a dead language, and the one looked away, that was when Ivan grabbed one, slit its neck and chucked it over the side of the battlements behind him. The other trooper looked back to where his companion had been, to find it missing. It cursed in its own language when Ivan leapt out of his hiding place in the shadows, and sliced it through its stomach. He then disposed of the body by tossing it over the battlements.

Ivan dashed to the end of the battlements to find the door into the lighthouse, hoping beyond hope that Morca was doing her job correctly.

Ivan was a fool, Morca thought. Weyard had had its day, the future was with Dark Weyard. And he was so gullible, she grinned as she made her way through to the aerie's access portal in the Sol lighthouse foyer. The dead troopers jumped from their positions, but they froze in their tracks when Morca held up her hand. They stopped and saluted her.

Soon...soon Ivan will play the most important part in the story. Isaac met her leaning against a wall in the small room that lead to the aerie portal.

Isaac wasn't in the mood for Morca's jokes so down to matters he asked "He believe you?" Morca laughed "you underestimate me Isaac"

Isaac grinned "Ivan always was gullible prat, weird seeing as he's a Jupiter adept"

"Isaac, I can get him to do what I want because he is still blinded by the death of Garet"

"I shouldn't have done that"

"Why not?" Morca was confused, Isaac had killed a lot of people to get this far.

"Stupid bastard continues to complain that I've slaughtered most of his friends, anyway…" getting off that subject "What about Mia?"

Morca shook her head "the spectre sent to sacrifice her was frozen along with her body, she is dying, and we just have to hope she dies soon so the spell can be completed"

She finished.

"Perfect"

Stupid bitch! Ivan thought as he spotted Morca making her way to a room at the end of the foyer. She said you can't just walk into Sol lighthouse, and why the hell weren't those troopers attacking her?

Ivan was confused, and got a shock when someone approached him from behind. "So, this is how you spend your time?"

"Piers!" Ivan had met Piers in Kalay the year before it had been attacked. They'd met at the inn; Piers said he was sent from Lemuria to track Isaac's moves. In his early twenties, sullen face, blue hair and strange blue robes, Piers didn't really look as though he was human, but Lemurians were the same as humans really.

"What the hell are you doing here?" Ivan whispered, not wanting to be captured.

"Same as you, want me to give you hand with them" he gestured to the troopers in the room below their walkway. Ivan glanced at Piers before jumping down into the room followed by Piers.

There were around twelve troopers, Piers and Ivan sped for the front three drawing two sabres each. Ivan ripped his way through the first two sending limbs flying from the skeletal troopers, Piers' sabres barely locked with the trooper's before its head went soaring away.

Ivan leapt over the next five and at the back sliced through a few of them from behind, whilst Piers worked on the front ones. Four remaining, Ivan caught a sword from one at his heel, brought his sabre back up and slashed down through the trooper's body cutting him straight in half. Piers had already taken out his two and was down to the last trooper who he brought his sabre round upon and sliced at its neck.

"And who said violence never solved anything?" Ivan smiled at Piers' little joke, whilst surveying the piles of bodies, flesh and blood covering the room, and headed for the door Morca had entered at the end of the foyer...

C26: Yay! I rock!