Disclaimer: Me not own, you no sue me.
A/N: Wow, I actually get a second chapter done and started on my 3rd!? It's
a first! Well, hope you liked the first chapter. This story will jump
around a bit so try and bear with it. R&R plz. I'll ignore any non-
productive flames
Side note: I kinda got inspiration from Lord of the Rings, the battle at
Helms Deep. So try to picture that a little bit.
Chapter 2: The Last Heroes
Many stopped their training when they heard it. The demented screaming from the mountains. To make matters worse, Master Kilik and the graduate students rushed into the main dojo with grim looks. Quickly as they came in, they explained what was about to happen and soon the whole dojo was up in arms on the ramparts or in the courtyards. Each student new that they were bound to die sooner or latter. Before everyone where in there places cam the thunderous sound of hundreds of heavy footsteps coming from the mountains. The legions poured from the mountain pass (well, it's a small pass and there aren't that many legions, plus the dojo is small).
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The initial onslaught came on hard. Hundreds of legions poured through the mountain pass at the would-be-fortress. The building was quickly surrounded and the sounds of fierce combat sang through the air. Screams of arrows hailing down and dying soon blocked out the clashes of weapons. Many of Kilik's students avoided the barrage of doom, but others were not as fortunate, and slowly had their souls drained away by the demonic arrows. Those that were fatally wounded lay on the ground pale with blank eyes, devoid of any facial expressions death often brought. Combat on the ramparts was more dangerous than the hail of arrows, but was easier for the students as they had better fortified positions. They fought hard trying to repel the scaling invaders by knocking them off the wall, but that tactic was quickly losing its effectiveness as more legions got onto the ramparts.
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Iatiak fought hard to repel as many as he could and kill those that got through. They just seemed to keep replacing each other. He would run his spear through one, and another would pop up behind him. He would crack that ones skull with a quick blow to the head, but then the one he previously killed was standing there again. Finally it dawned on him. The regenerated themselves, they could not die. It was a pointless battle. "RETREAT TO THE COURTYARD!" He yelled at the top of his lungs as he struck a heavy blow to the side of an enemy legion knocking it off the wall. Those that could disengage and retreat to the courtyard did, as well as the other ramparts. Soon, a hail of arrows responded to the sudden retreat, killing more and maiming others. Enemy soldiers poured over the ramparts but were held back at the elevated courtyard where the entrance to the dojo was. Many wounded were brought inside while the others fought desperately. More arrows rained down, but were far less accurate then that last volley, only grazing one man. Suddenly the air got colder and the rain fell harder. A lightning bolt crackled and a large dark figure was briefly illuminated.
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Kilik quickly identified the new adversary as Raphael. The figure leaped off the ramparts and landed with a thud onto the courtyard. A dark, sinister voice came from the figure. "Well, well. I finally found you little pests. I'll enjoy killing every last one of you and feasting on your flesh and BLOOD!" With the last word of his sentence, Raphael took a wide arc slash with the Soul Edge killing many of Kilik's students as well as some of his own. The battle suddenly got a lot fiercer as the remaining students began fighting desperately for their lives trying to hold as many back as possible. With each swing of his weapon though, Raphael scored kills. Soon, there were very few students left alive. The enemies had found another path into the dojo and began slaying those inside. They flooded throughout the dojo and the ramparts, but strangely none engaged those fighting in the courtyard. Soon, only Kilik and Iatiak and a few students were left to face the wielder of the Soul Edge.
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"Let's make this a little game shall we?" Raphael stated with malice in his voice, "One on one, it's only fair rather than me killing you all in one swing. Come on, step up, meet death face to face!" Raphael circled them like a predator does with its cornered prey.
"No one? Oh come on, you are boring me. You are supposed to be the leaders of the damned little fighters that keep interrupting my plans. I expected more from you little bastards." Raphael continually threw insults at them while circling. Kilik soon came with a grim plan. He had notice that there where very few enemy soldiers left on the ramparts and doubted there would be any on the other side of the wall. If he could buy them enough time, his students could probably get out of the dojo and make it out to the forest alive. They could then send a message to the one person who would truly know what to do. . .
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Kilik whispered in low voice so only his students could hear. "When I start fighting Raphael, run. Run to the west rampart and head to the forest. Avoid being detected and make your way west. Go to Athens, I know someone their who can help. Just say that the old heroes must rally, and those that have passed their ways on must have their successors come. The one you are looking for is the warrior sent by the gods. That is all I can tell you, for if you say her name to the wrong person, it can cost many people dearly."
"Oh, what's this? Trading death wishes to one another?" Raphael laughed. It was a deep, frighteningly evil laugh.
"I shall fight you, I had years ago and I shall triumph." Kilik said as he stood in front of his students with the Kali Yuga ready for combat.
"Fine then, let us dance." Raphael held the Soul Edge rapier in a combat stance. "Ah, just like the good old days when I was searching for this weapon." He reminisced to himself, but quickly paid for breaking his attention. Kilik nearly knocked him off the courtyard's edge with a strong jab to the chest. Soon enough Kilik and Raphael where quickly entwined in trading blows and counterattacks. The students quickly slipped away and ran as fast as the could towards the east rampart.
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Iatiak ran like he never had before. Very few legions stood in their way, and those that did didn't stand for very long. When they finally reached one of the stairs for the rampart wall, several arrows screamed dangerously near his head. Iatiak had been spared, but two of his compatriots fell, the arrows lodged into their temples. They fell to the ground with sickening thuds and soon the arrows that where stuck in them began glowing red as they sucked the soul away from the body. Iatiak didn't stand their much longer and was quickly on top of the ramparts. Two other students followed his while one other fell to another set of arrows in his chest. He spotted the glint of armor off a candlelight in one of the rampart posts and quickly ran their to stop the snipers. Before he opened the door to the building, the last two students fell to the snipers. If he was to escape, they needed to be taken care of. He burst into the guardhouse and quickly rolled behind a crate as two arrows lodged themselves into the door. He heard the stringing of arrows and quickly jumped from behind the crate, slinging his spear at one archer and knocking down the other with a flying kick. Both didn't seem to regenerate but just to be sure, he beheaded them both and quickly looked for a way off the wall. After a few minutes of frantically searching he found a ladder that apparently some of the invaders used just outside the second door. Iatric took one last glance at the dojo and saw hundreds of the enemy soldiers pillaging their weapons. Thankfully, mostly all of the enemy was pillaging the dojo and gave him the opportunity to escape. Before descending the ladder the fight between his master and Raphael caught his eye.
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Kilik was running out of energy. The battle was blazing fast, both of them exchanging blows on one another. This was quickly turning into a one sided battle. As Kilik was wearing down, Raphael kept going. It seemed like they had been fighting for hours and hours. He had to stay focused though. His mind had to be set on destroying the foe in front of him. . .
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Raphael saw it. A blindside in Kilik's guarding. He smirked to himself and decided to play a little and wear him down. Finally he grew bored of playing cat and mouse combat and took the final lunge right into Kilik's upper chest. The Soul Edge plunged straight through Kilik and out the other side. Raphael smiled and began laughing as he drew the sword out of the had-been hero.
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"NOOO!" Cried out Iataik. He could not have believed that his master, the mighty Kilik, had fallen. Something in him cried out to avenge his master, but another part told him to run as fast as he could, that his day of vengeance would come. The final instructions Kilik had whispered were forever etched into his mind at that moment. He was the last of those at his dojo. Thousands of thoughts shot through his head as he ran deeper and deeper into the forest. His mind was so clouded he didn't even realize that he had been running for hours through the seemingly endless forest. Finally he slowed and stopped himself. He was soaked from head to toe, and if anyone was to see him at that very moment, the would not have noticed that he was crying.
~End chapter 2~
A/N Well, hope you guys liked that one. Kilik fans I'm sorry but I got a nice plot twist planned later so don't bitch at me for killing him off because he just might come..*cough* erm, don't want to give too much away. Well, a tad bit of the next chapter focuses on another person, so it's a whole new scene, bet you can't guess who it will be. Oh, and before I forget, this is based maybe 2 years after the ending of SC2, that gives Raphael the time to cast the world into darkness and summon his hell legions yaddy yaddy yadda. R&R and I should have another chapter up soon! Oh, and if I misspelled Iataik a few times, try to ignore that thanks q:P
Chapter 2: The Last Heroes
Many stopped their training when they heard it. The demented screaming from the mountains. To make matters worse, Master Kilik and the graduate students rushed into the main dojo with grim looks. Quickly as they came in, they explained what was about to happen and soon the whole dojo was up in arms on the ramparts or in the courtyards. Each student new that they were bound to die sooner or latter. Before everyone where in there places cam the thunderous sound of hundreds of heavy footsteps coming from the mountains. The legions poured from the mountain pass (well, it's a small pass and there aren't that many legions, plus the dojo is small).
O======I==================================================
The initial onslaught came on hard. Hundreds of legions poured through the mountain pass at the would-be-fortress. The building was quickly surrounded and the sounds of fierce combat sang through the air. Screams of arrows hailing down and dying soon blocked out the clashes of weapons. Many of Kilik's students avoided the barrage of doom, but others were not as fortunate, and slowly had their souls drained away by the demonic arrows. Those that were fatally wounded lay on the ground pale with blank eyes, devoid of any facial expressions death often brought. Combat on the ramparts was more dangerous than the hail of arrows, but was easier for the students as they had better fortified positions. They fought hard trying to repel the scaling invaders by knocking them off the wall, but that tactic was quickly losing its effectiveness as more legions got onto the ramparts.
O======I==================================================
Iatiak fought hard to repel as many as he could and kill those that got through. They just seemed to keep replacing each other. He would run his spear through one, and another would pop up behind him. He would crack that ones skull with a quick blow to the head, but then the one he previously killed was standing there again. Finally it dawned on him. The regenerated themselves, they could not die. It was a pointless battle. "RETREAT TO THE COURTYARD!" He yelled at the top of his lungs as he struck a heavy blow to the side of an enemy legion knocking it off the wall. Those that could disengage and retreat to the courtyard did, as well as the other ramparts. Soon, a hail of arrows responded to the sudden retreat, killing more and maiming others. Enemy soldiers poured over the ramparts but were held back at the elevated courtyard where the entrance to the dojo was. Many wounded were brought inside while the others fought desperately. More arrows rained down, but were far less accurate then that last volley, only grazing one man. Suddenly the air got colder and the rain fell harder. A lightning bolt crackled and a large dark figure was briefly illuminated.
O======I==================================================
Kilik quickly identified the new adversary as Raphael. The figure leaped off the ramparts and landed with a thud onto the courtyard. A dark, sinister voice came from the figure. "Well, well. I finally found you little pests. I'll enjoy killing every last one of you and feasting on your flesh and BLOOD!" With the last word of his sentence, Raphael took a wide arc slash with the Soul Edge killing many of Kilik's students as well as some of his own. The battle suddenly got a lot fiercer as the remaining students began fighting desperately for their lives trying to hold as many back as possible. With each swing of his weapon though, Raphael scored kills. Soon, there were very few students left alive. The enemies had found another path into the dojo and began slaying those inside. They flooded throughout the dojo and the ramparts, but strangely none engaged those fighting in the courtyard. Soon, only Kilik and Iatiak and a few students were left to face the wielder of the Soul Edge.
O======I==================================================
"Let's make this a little game shall we?" Raphael stated with malice in his voice, "One on one, it's only fair rather than me killing you all in one swing. Come on, step up, meet death face to face!" Raphael circled them like a predator does with its cornered prey.
"No one? Oh come on, you are boring me. You are supposed to be the leaders of the damned little fighters that keep interrupting my plans. I expected more from you little bastards." Raphael continually threw insults at them while circling. Kilik soon came with a grim plan. He had notice that there where very few enemy soldiers left on the ramparts and doubted there would be any on the other side of the wall. If he could buy them enough time, his students could probably get out of the dojo and make it out to the forest alive. They could then send a message to the one person who would truly know what to do. . .
O======I==================================================
Kilik whispered in low voice so only his students could hear. "When I start fighting Raphael, run. Run to the west rampart and head to the forest. Avoid being detected and make your way west. Go to Athens, I know someone their who can help. Just say that the old heroes must rally, and those that have passed their ways on must have their successors come. The one you are looking for is the warrior sent by the gods. That is all I can tell you, for if you say her name to the wrong person, it can cost many people dearly."
"Oh, what's this? Trading death wishes to one another?" Raphael laughed. It was a deep, frighteningly evil laugh.
"I shall fight you, I had years ago and I shall triumph." Kilik said as he stood in front of his students with the Kali Yuga ready for combat.
"Fine then, let us dance." Raphael held the Soul Edge rapier in a combat stance. "Ah, just like the good old days when I was searching for this weapon." He reminisced to himself, but quickly paid for breaking his attention. Kilik nearly knocked him off the courtyard's edge with a strong jab to the chest. Soon enough Kilik and Raphael where quickly entwined in trading blows and counterattacks. The students quickly slipped away and ran as fast as the could towards the east rampart.
O======I==================================================
Iatiak ran like he never had before. Very few legions stood in their way, and those that did didn't stand for very long. When they finally reached one of the stairs for the rampart wall, several arrows screamed dangerously near his head. Iatiak had been spared, but two of his compatriots fell, the arrows lodged into their temples. They fell to the ground with sickening thuds and soon the arrows that where stuck in them began glowing red as they sucked the soul away from the body. Iatiak didn't stand their much longer and was quickly on top of the ramparts. Two other students followed his while one other fell to another set of arrows in his chest. He spotted the glint of armor off a candlelight in one of the rampart posts and quickly ran their to stop the snipers. Before he opened the door to the building, the last two students fell to the snipers. If he was to escape, they needed to be taken care of. He burst into the guardhouse and quickly rolled behind a crate as two arrows lodged themselves into the door. He heard the stringing of arrows and quickly jumped from behind the crate, slinging his spear at one archer and knocking down the other with a flying kick. Both didn't seem to regenerate but just to be sure, he beheaded them both and quickly looked for a way off the wall. After a few minutes of frantically searching he found a ladder that apparently some of the invaders used just outside the second door. Iatric took one last glance at the dojo and saw hundreds of the enemy soldiers pillaging their weapons. Thankfully, mostly all of the enemy was pillaging the dojo and gave him the opportunity to escape. Before descending the ladder the fight between his master and Raphael caught his eye.
O======I==================================================
Kilik was running out of energy. The battle was blazing fast, both of them exchanging blows on one another. This was quickly turning into a one sided battle. As Kilik was wearing down, Raphael kept going. It seemed like they had been fighting for hours and hours. He had to stay focused though. His mind had to be set on destroying the foe in front of him. . .
O======I==================================================
Raphael saw it. A blindside in Kilik's guarding. He smirked to himself and decided to play a little and wear him down. Finally he grew bored of playing cat and mouse combat and took the final lunge right into Kilik's upper chest. The Soul Edge plunged straight through Kilik and out the other side. Raphael smiled and began laughing as he drew the sword out of the had-been hero.
O======I==================================================
"NOOO!" Cried out Iataik. He could not have believed that his master, the mighty Kilik, had fallen. Something in him cried out to avenge his master, but another part told him to run as fast as he could, that his day of vengeance would come. The final instructions Kilik had whispered were forever etched into his mind at that moment. He was the last of those at his dojo. Thousands of thoughts shot through his head as he ran deeper and deeper into the forest. His mind was so clouded he didn't even realize that he had been running for hours through the seemingly endless forest. Finally he slowed and stopped himself. He was soaked from head to toe, and if anyone was to see him at that very moment, the would not have noticed that he was crying.
~End chapter 2~
A/N Well, hope you guys liked that one. Kilik fans I'm sorry but I got a nice plot twist planned later so don't bitch at me for killing him off because he just might come..*cough* erm, don't want to give too much away. Well, a tad bit of the next chapter focuses on another person, so it's a whole new scene, bet you can't guess who it will be. Oh, and before I forget, this is based maybe 2 years after the ending of SC2, that gives Raphael the time to cast the world into darkness and summon his hell legions yaddy yaddy yadda. R&R and I should have another chapter up soon! Oh, and if I misspelled Iataik a few times, try to ignore that thanks q:P