Story by Mikaa
Characters by Camelot and Nintendo
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters or world presented in this story (the rightful owners are Nintendo and Camelot).
Warning: This story is rated T for Teen, primarily for violence and descriptive gore, with mild language thrown in. You have been warned.
Chapter 7 - The End, Or Is It?
Isaac stumbled forward, catching himself without much grace as he ran towards his wife. In his mind, he worried over who had been attacked (he had barely enough time to see Alex over a body), but Felix's shove had told him enough: get to Mia as soon as possible. His heart hoped that reaching her would somehow end this mess, though how he would stop her when she was somehow fighting the Wise One was a puzzle on a scale he had never even thought possible.
Racing forward, Isaac lept over a newly forming gorge in the ground, and cursed as he lept over two more. Was this really Mia's doing? What was going on?
Moving forward was suddenly Isaac's last worry, as a sharp pain caught him in his back, sending him sprawling onto the ground. Rising to one knee, he saw Alex facing him, a sword forged of ice in his hands. Rising, Isaac drew a blade from his waist, staring into his "foe's" eyes. What was all that earlier with fear and emotions, an act? Was he really responsible for killing people a second ago!
The surge of anger was quashed as he looked into Alex's eyes, the emotionless, blank stare that was better suited to a corpse. Isaac's mind flashed back to the town square, the look of emotion and pain in those blue eyes, his face taught with sorrow. Now those same features were blank, unreadable eyes, his face a blank slate. What was going on here? Was it possible this whole thing was a nightmare?
Holding his ground, Isaac waited for Alex to rush him, deciding that defense would best suit him. He did not have to wait long, as the water sage rushed him, swinging at his head, his arms, his chest. Each swipe was countered deftly by Isaac, either by reflex or by how clumbsy Alex's own attacks were. The pathetic efforts of Alex to attack only further led Isaac to wonder what was up with Alex. Was he being controlled?
Stray thoughts were shoved aside as he continued to dodge Alex's attacks. Leaping over the Mercurian, Isaac moved to hit Alex's lower spine with his elbow. His attack hitting air, Isaac immediately dropped to the ground, rolling away as fast as he could to dodge Alex's quick counter. Throwing himself at Alex, a swing of his sword met a sturdy defense, one that Isaac continued to challenge. Bending his left leg to sweep Alex with his right, the Mercurian fell abruptly, his sword melting into the increasingly humid air. With Alex supporting himself with his arms, Isaac prepared to walk off, when the sage lunged at him, trying to literally rip his skin off. Shoving him back, Isaac almost swung his sword.
Almost. Something in the eyes as he readied to cut Alex's stomach open. The eyes. Those eyes of nothing suddenly had awareness, fear, sorrow, pain. Not to mention confusion. Puzzled for a brief spell, Isaac continued his motion with his blade, only to twirl it in his hand, his attack going from a slash to using the sword's handle to club Alex aside the head.
Confirmed that the Mercurian was out cold, Isaac ran towards Mia's battle, sword still in hand, trying to figure out how he would stop this scene. And a scene it was: Mia's delicate form, glowing with an almost divine aura, covered in lethal lighting currents, directing them at the dark, ugly sphere that was the Wise One. The massive orb of rock seemed to almost absorb the attacks, without countering with any of his own. Unsure what was transpiring, Isaac raced forward, running blindly into the paths of lighting.
He was unharmed. The electric bolts moved around him, dodging him as though he was warded from them. Barely noting this fact, he continued forward, dropping his sword (which was promptly destroyed) as he reached out with both arms towards her.
He reached her, his arms clasping around her form. Soft, warm, and frail, just like always; you would never know she was trying to destroy the Wise One and him at the same time. Was she trying to kill him? He could not tell, his emotions filling him. Just as darkness suddenly became brighter than bright, only two sounds could be heard:
"MIIIAAA!"
"ISSAAACCC!"
End of Chapter