Wrath of a Goddess
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.
Author's Note - Yes, a double-day update. Why? One, I feel that this is the perfect means to get noodles scratching while I anticipate a busy, busy,busy week and the writing of the final chapters. Enjoy the suspense...Chapter 18 - The Storm before the Apocalypse
Swinging her short blade at the bandit, Sheba was weary from the fighting. Already they had poinltessly slain five bandits, lost seven villagers (and wounded Garet, which was not helping), and no end was in sight. Ten or so foes still remained, and that did not include the figures that flew out of Isaac's house when it blew earlier.
Futily wiping the mosture from her brow, Sheba was ready to join Ivan in another effort to try to push at least two bandits back when her mind exploded in pain. It was hard exactly to describe - imagine the very core of your mind searing with pain, and you have a vague idea of what it was.
Of course, Ivan was left to fight the two foes as she fell from the pain. What was it that caused this? Despite the pain, it felt as though she had lost something that was a part of her...
And that was when the shriek hit. It was not that of any mortal on the planet, but that of... what? It was unnatural, and everyone (bandits as well) ceased fighting at the sound. About her wits for the moment, Sheba stared at the two bandits that Ivan was about to fight, confusion on their faces. Then the moment passed, and the bandits attacked, less coordinated, but just as deadly.
Sheba tried to rise, but froze when the bandits abruptly flew back as balls of raw psynergy impacted on them, their clothes smoking from the heat of the blasts. Staring at Ivan, she looked around, trying to place the source of the attack. To her shock, the fate of the two bandits was shared by their comrades. But who had done that?
Noticing an unusual ammount of electric discharge in one direction, Sheba looked up, and was horrified at the sight: a figure hovered in the air above them, electricity cackling all around him. The figure looked as normal as he always had, except for the look in his eyes. Sheba began to tear up at the look in those eyes:
The look of one who had lost all will to live, who had stopped caring about anything.
And she was not the only one to see him. Others stared, some cried. The radiance put out by him was horrifying, as though an angel of despair had come down to end their lives. And the worst part?
The worst part was that Alex was floating over to where Isaac and the woman were fighting...
End Chapter