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Coincidence

Chapter 6 - Can't be a hero...

By Tippy

Rebel Chiro felt the hair on his arms raise as the supply group entered the stocked warehouse. The air around them was crisp with the cool autumn air, the only sounds echoing in the building were that of their feet hitting the concrete floor. The crates of supplies had been moved to the back of the structure, easily accessible. The team moved into their positions, a third of the group watching for enemies, the other part grabbing the supplies. The first crate opened easily and revealed a large amount of canned foods.

The operation was running smoothly until they hit the third crate, the lid blowing off as a mob of formless burst out. The group stumbled back in surprise, quickly drawing their weapons, cracks of electricity resounding off the metal walls.

Chiro woke as the door to the house swung open, crashing into the wall before slamming shut again. Before he had time to register what was happening, a pair of hands was helping him out of the bed.

"Come on, Chiro! We have to go..." Miharu's form finally registered in his mind as she turned back to the door, pushing it open slightly and glancing outside. Her expression fell as she spoke again, "...no time..." He watched as she hurriedly moved over to the desk in the room. She threw the chair out of the way and dropped down to her knees. He was unable to see what she was doing as he heard a heavy click and the sound of movement.

"Come, you'll be safe in here..." She was standing again, her expression filled with concern.

"Miharu, what's going on?" He gave her a confused look as she pulled him over to the desk.

"There was an attack... Skeleton King's army is here, you have to hide..." The girl motioned to a small compartment in the floor. "They won't find you here..."

Chiro stood in shock at her words. He turned to the hole, only big enough for him to squeeze into, "...but, I can help fight!"

"No, Chiro! Not with your injuries... we'll hold them off until the others make it to the next shelter." She placed her hands on his shoulders. "I'll be back for you okay? Everything's going to be fine..."

The raven haired boy sank into the compartment, staring up at the girl, fear for her life growing inside him. She pulled the cover over the opening and he could hear as the chair was placed back over it. A moment of silence followed before he heard the door open and close as Miharu left.

Shouts of panic filled the underground base as formless poured in through the entrance. Most of the people had been evacuated when the enemy had been spotted entering the warehouse above. The supply team had come soon after, trying to detour the formless away from the base, to no avail.

Miharu's gaze darted around the area, taking in the faces. Her sight finally fell on Naoki as a spark grenade left his hands, landing in the center of a group of the dark monsters. An explosion of black goo flew across the ground, the audible slap hitting her ears just as her brother took out another group. She ran towards him, sword in hand. Formless lashed out at her, the electric buzz of her weapon ripping them apart before they could get too close.

Five of the putrid creatures had fallen before she could see her brother using a sword much like her own. Her eyes widened as she noticed a large black form swell up behind him, its clawed hand raised to strike. "NAOKI! MOVE!"

The ground shook as the massive fist smashed down into the ground where Naoki had once stood. Miharu slashed another of the dark forms across the chest before looking up to find her brother safely out of the monsters reach. She quickly closed the gap between herself and her sibling, weapon raised.

"Thanks, sis..." She nodded, taking out another of the creatures. Her gaze turned to the giant dark formless that had attacked, watching it raise up again. Her mind froze as she watched what it did next. The creature had bent down, its massive hands taking hold of a large chunk of debris and lifting it over its head. A strangled roar emitted from the black void that she guessed was its mouth as it swiftly hurled the boulder in their direction.

They dove and she could feel the wind as the giant rock passed by her. Miharu scrambled to her feet and turned, her breath catching in her throat. The creature had cleared the distance between them. She cried out as the monstrosity ripped Naoki off his feet, and with little effort hurled him across the cave.

"NAOKI aaahhhh!" Pain suddenly ripped through her body as she felt claws dig into her back. Whipping around, she swung her weapon only to hit air, and fell to her knees as more searing pain filled her body. She could feel warm liquid soaking through her shirt and she reached a shaky hand back, wincing at the touch. Her hand came back red, blood seeping from her form.

She gasped as she felt herself being harshly lifted off the ground, the crushing grip pushing the air out of her lungs just before she found herself hurled through the air. A few seconds later, pain wracked her body, cut short by an overtaking darkness.

Shadow clouded his vision as he tried to blink the dark spots away. Naoki's head swum as he pushed himself up shakily. He was aware that his right arm was greatly protesting as sharp tendrils of pain caused the man to wince. He unclenched his eyes, the fog rolling away as the battle site finally came into view.

Naoki found himself a good thirty feet from where he had once stood. The massive formless giant had moved forward, its sights set on a group of men, their swords waving furiously at the inhuman creature. He watched their faces fall as the merciless dark fists came crashing down on the helpless men, crushing them against the hard floor.

The rebel turned away, gritting his teeth in disgust. The feelings were short lived as a memory flooded his mind, his heart tensing in fear. "Miharu..." His gaze darted around the room, frantically searching for his younger sister. Bodies lay strewn about across the earth floor, each one a familiar face, but none resembling his sibling. His sight froze on a sinister figure that stood behind the large formless, a smirk of satisfaction riding across it's face.

Blood dripped from his claws as he surveyed the space before him, his mood lifting as he watched the humans fall. Mandarin wiped the crimson liquid from his fingers, using the tattered clothes of a disembodied human. Much to his surprise, the trap had gone well. The rebel leader was now in waiting for his public execution and the rebel camp would soon be decimated beyond repair.

The screams continued to fill his ear, one by one, the retched humans wielding to the crushing blows of the mammoth formless. He watched eagerly as the dark hands gripped around one of the humans, slowly squeezing the life out of the helpless form, sharp cracks resounding from the body before it went limp and fell to the ground.

Mandarin's gaze moved past the brooding giant, to the form of a man slouched on his knees. He glared at the figure, the boy's eyes returning the gesture, anger obvious in his face. The orange monkey blinked, recognition of the human in front of him becoming clearer, an evil grin forming as he slowly began to walk forward.

His heart beat heavily in his chest as he saw the small form take a step forward, a malicious grin playing on it's face. Naoki moved to stand, but his legs protested, sending him crashing back down. Terror ripped through him as he looked up, the monkey having left his line of sight. Without a thought, he rolled to his side, narrowly escaping the powerful dropkick that landed on the ground beside him. His eyes darted quickly across the dirt floor searching for a weapon only to find one of the shock sabers, its blade broken in two.

Naoki snatched up the weapon, swinging it mercilessly in the monkey's direction. In surprise, his form rolled forward landing on his back as the blade sliced through thin air, and without a chance to escape pain shot through his chest, his vision blurring as his consciousness wavered. His shock filled eyes moved to the source of his pain, gasping raggedly as blood began to flow from between his lips. Standing above him, it's clawed hand buried deep within his chest was the shadowed figure of the orange monkey.

A twist and crunch of bones breaking and grinding together sent a pain filled howl out of the young man's form, the scream fading into the lifeless room as his form went still.

Chiro sat in his hiding place, listening to the battle outside. He cursed sharply at his wounds. He wanted to be out their fighting. These people had done so much, and he couldn't do anything for them when he could have done the most.

The fight continued for a short while before all went quiet. His ears burned as he strained to hear anything outside the house. The boy froze as he heard the soft creak of the door opening, followed by slow, uneven footsteps. His heart pounded in his chest as the chair covering the entrance to the hole clattered to the ground.

A long moment passed and nothing happened. Chiro carefully reached up with his good hand and pushed the cover up slightly. In the glow of candle light, the room looked empty. He let out a shaky breath before pushing the hatch open and climbing out of the space. He turned his gaze right to see the chair laying on its side. The rest of the room was as empty as before. Chiro got to his feet and turned, moving to check outside, and froze. His gaze fell to his feet, a body laying motionless in front of him.

A bout of nausea swept over him as he looked down on the figure. She lay on her side, her crimson soaked shirt clinging to her skin, deep gashes across her back still gushing the dark fluid. The boy fell to his knees, his hand gently resting on her shoulder. "Mi...Miharu?" No sound came from her still form. He gave her a light shake, his words catching in his throat as he spoke her name again. He was rewarded with a soft, pain-filled moan.

Chiro moved to stand in front of her, bringing his face down so she could see him. His expression fell as he took in the obvious wounds that covered her body. Along with the gashes on her back, her left arm lay limp, bent in an unnatural direction. Her face was bruised, and a trail of blood ran from the corner of her mouth. His eyes met hers, wincing at the pain he saw in them.

Her voice came out as a rough whisper, "...I'm... sorry, Chiro..."

"Don't talk... I'll go get the doctors..." Chiro turned to stand, but a weak hand on his wrist stopped him.

"...They're...gone..." Her hand fell back to the ground beside her, her eyes clenching shut from the pain.

Chiro's heart sank at her agenized words. He needed to help her, to get one of the doctors and fix everything. All he found he could do was sit and watch her, his hand taking hold of hers.

"...Chiro..." He squeezed her hand lightly, "I'm... sorry... I..." Her words cut off as a bout of harsh coughing racked her body. More crimson blood gurgled out through her clenched teeth.

Chrio's eyes widened as he looked on helplessly, "Miharu?" She gave him no response. "Miharu! Hang on!" He pleaded, tears rolling freely down his face. Her body suddenly fell still, the ragged breathes slowing until finally giving out. Chiro fell back, letting go of her hand, it falling to the floor beside her lifeless form.

In a state of panic, the boy sprang to his feet, ripping the door open. "Someone! Please help..." His pleas stopped, shock and terror filling his mind as he took in the sight before him. Bodies, all motionless, lay across the cave floor. At least thirty, both men and women, their forms broken, gashes creating pools of crimson where they lay.

He stumbled back as dizziness swept over him, the blood leaving his face. He felt sick as he looked at the blank stares the people cast. His form was numb as he slowly moved through the cave, stepping over debris, his gaze catching on disfigured bodies.

Chiro stood at the entrance to the underground camp, staring out across the space. His tears had finally stopped, replaced by a burning anger. He watching in silence a moment longer, before turning and heading to the surface, soft words said that only he could hear, "...all his fault..."

Tbc...

O.O... stupid evil monkey ;-; HATE HIM! Anyway thats chapter 6, hope it wasnt too damaging x.x Chapter 7 will be up as soon as I fix it ;

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