A World Embroiled in Chaos
Chapter three: Meet Clan Wildfire
DISCLAIMER: Refer to chapter one's disclaimer.
A/N: Well, right now I'm still waiting for the three-day wait to stop before I can post this…so… this is my third chapter. When this is posted, it'll PROBABLY have these three, and perhaps a fourth, chapter. Just to give the heads up. But for now…story time!
…Clan Wildfire's settlement…
Kyle looked at the dawn sky from the balcony connected from his top floor room. "An hour until everyone else gets up…" The clan master sighed to himself, taking off his usual shades, revealing sky blue eyes. He was rather large, and had light brown hair. He wore a long green vest, with a blue undershirt, casual blue pants, and simple brown boots. A sudden gust of wind came down from behind him.
"Josh…." Kyle sighed, putting his shades back on. "…Haven't I told you that you can't come up here unless I give you permission?" Kyle asked his older brother, sounding a bit annoyed. Josh is the second in command of clan wildfire, as Kyle's older, but less powerful, brother. Josh was in his sheik form, and had the dark brown hair, and dark blue eyes, with a royal blue sheikah outfit, and a crimson crying eye emblem on it. No weapons were visible, but you could easily sense that this was a dangerous person.
Josh morphed back into his human form. He was shorter than Kyle, with the same eye and hair colors, but darker versions of them. What he wore was also similar, but the vest was shorter, and was royal blue in color. The undershirt was an ice blue, and he wore the same type of pants and boots as Kyle.
"…Thinking about Her again?" Josh asked. Kyle did not turn around. "I asked you a question… say it like that again…and…." Kyle began to say through clenched teeth. His hair began to form a fiery pattern that went backwards, and was becoming a brown-orange color.
"…um… I… didn't…" Josh began. Kyle's hair returned to it's normal state.
"What do you want? Spit it out!" Kyle said, now angrily. "There has been abnormal silver rogue activity in the woods…and I thought…" Josh began. "Then deal with it." Kyle said simply. Josh paused for a moment. The boss doesn't get angry like this at all…. Josh began to think. He made a bad mistake. He's lucky the clan master didn't just mow him down where he stood.
"…By your leave…" Josh said, beginning to think more wisely. He morphed back into his sheik form disappeared in the gust of wind that he came, which was actually him running at lightning speeds, and disappearing into the forest. "If he ever tries that again, I'll have his head…" Kyle muttered to himself. "…Now everyone should be up." Kyle added, going back into his room, which actually took up the entire top floor.
Kyle walked down to the floor below his: The higher hangout. There was a guy slightly smaller than Kyle, with black hair, and brown eyes, wearing a black shirt, casual pants and shoes, and for some unusual reason, he wore a derby, playing videogames against a rather…bulky guy who wore all black, had curling black hair, and brown eyes, a short guy with blonde hair and brown eyes, who wore a red shirt and the casual stuff (normal pants and boots/shoes), and an even shorter woman with the same light brown color hair color as Kyle, and brown eyes, who wore a forest green shirt, and the casuals. Watching them was a rather beautiful woman of average height, vibrant red hair, and turquoise eyes, who wore orange, and the rest of the casuals.
Kyle stopped and sat in between the redhead and the guy with the derby. After the game finished, the guy with the derby, next to Kyle looked triumphant. Kyle then stood up. "Good morning my elites…" Kyle began, as each replied with their own greeting. "Well…my brother went to repel the silver rogues lurking in the woods around our turf. Today, I have to leave on my own business… so I'm entrusting the five of you to guard the fort until my return later tonight." Kyle said. "Not a problem." Kevin, the one with the derby replied. "Yeah, sure…" Jery, the bulky one, sighed. "You can count on us." The small blonde guy said. "Sure." Alyssa, the redhead stated. "Got it." Kacie, the short one replied.
"Before I leave, combat practice. The five of you are going to spar, and deliver the message to the lower four as well." Kyle said. The five nodded. "Let's go." Kevin said. The six of them got the weaker four: Phill, Cam, Brian, and Jarod, and went to the training rooms.
"Ok…Kevin…you first." Kyle said, transforming into his young link form. It looked like young link, wearing white, with Kyle's hair and eye color, wielding the mirror shield and gilded sword. Kevin nodded, and transformed into his strongest form: Marth, clad in white, with Kevin's hair color, but amber red eyes instead. He was wearing the same derby. In his hand, was a black and purple colored bastard long sword.
Kevin ran at Kyle, who rolled under the sword attack, then attacked again. His longsword met with the gilded sword with a loud 'clang.' "That'll do." Kyle said. "Alyssa, you're up next." Kyle said. Kevin morphed back into his human form, while Alyssa morphed into her strongest form: Sheik. It had Alyssa's same eyes, hair, and face, but with orange sheikah robes, with the royal blue crying eye emblem.
Alyssa began by throwing red-tipped throwing knives at Kyle, who shot them all down by firing an arrow, that split up into the same amount of arrows as the darts flying at him. Alyssa then thought about taking out her trump card: the shuriken that goes through just about anything, but then realized that training battles were designed not to go full out on your opponent, and to save the adrenaline for the real battles.
The others then went up. Those two did the best, and the others did worse, and some did…. abysmal.
Kyle sighed. "You guys are all free for the day. Do what you wish, and I'll join you in hanging out for the rest of the night after my return." Kyle said. He morphed into his young link form, and darted into the woods, at a rather fast speed.
The five elite clan members walked up to the higher hangout. "I wonder where he had to go?" Kevin asked. "Hm…I don't know…he never says anything about stuff like this…" Alyssa sighed. "We don't know… our clan master is rather…mysterious." Tyler said. "Yeah…he was born with only two forms instead of the usual three." Kevin replied. "…But he's extremely powerful." Tyler said. "Yeah, what's up with that?" Jery asked. "He's…different." Alyssa sighed. They all sat down in their own places and began doing their own things.
…Later…around nightfall…
"Hm. He should be back soon." Tyler said. "Yeah…" Alyssa replied. "Um…guys… we have silver rogues coming north." Kevin said. Everyone got up and looked out the window. "The leaders are gone so…which one of us will lead?" Jery asked. "I will. I'm the strongest of us here." Kevin said. "No! Kyle trusts me the most!" Tyler said. "Not really…" Kevin replied. "How about I just take the leadership?" Jery asked. "What about me?" Kacie asked. Alyssa just kind of sat back in the corner, and watched the seemingly pointless argument. She then felt like she was sitting on something.
"How about I fight you right now?" Jery asked. "Bring it on!" Kevin replied. They each turned into their choice form: Kevin turned into his Marth form, and Jery became his Samus form, which was him inside an all-black, but more advanced samus suit, with a much larger arm cannon on it. "Um…hey…I found this." Alyssa said, holding up the piece of paper, which read:
In case of bandit attack, have Alyssa command the rear, with Jery, Kacie, and Phill. Have Kevin defend the front, with Tyler, Brian, Jarod, and Cam. Anyone who defies this will have to answer to me when I return.
-Kyle
Jery stared at Alyssa. The two of them were evenly as powerful. "He really favors you." Jery scowled. Alyssa just smiled sweetly. Kevin is the strongest of the 5 elites, so the front was an obvious choice.
Alyssa turned into her Sheik form, and led Kacie, Tyler, and Phill to the rear of the settlement. Kevin, already in Marth form, led the already in Samus form Jery, Cam, Brian, and Jarod to the front. The battle will soon begin…
Coming up: The time spent arguing has let the silver rogues get closer to the fort than wanted. They come both higher in number than expected, and seem to part of an extremely well trained group, much better than the clan has ever faced before…and when the weaker members aren't able to hold their part of the defense, it makes things twice as hard for the elite clan members. Things are looking pretty grim for the clan…
Okay, that wraps up chapter three. I hope that you guys like it. Anyways, I'd really appreciate it if you'll all review. That's all for now. I plan to update soon.
-Until next chapter,
Biggoron
