The Will of Remnant
Disclaimer: I do not own Asura's Wrath or RWBY as they belong their respective owners as CAPCOM and RoosterTeeth.
Warnings: Gore. Language. Violence. Sexual themes.
Rating: M
I'M NOT DEAD! Hello everybody! Wrath of Vajra here with a new chapter of the Will of Remnant, and I am sorry if I was late to the game, so, I hope this will make your guys' day as will have mine!
Now to the reviews from Chapter 2.
Guest2: I thought about it, but I won't tell you my final answer yet.
MythAnime: To answer your last two questions is because Vlitra is her own character, thus her 'human' form is OC while 'Vlitra Core' is its true form, and having her appear to look like Mithra or Durga is either too predictable or cliché in the eyes of other readers, at least to me as I have read plenty of Fanfiction stories to know that actually do that.
I may have some misconceptions as you say which I have been wrong on, but I remember that the ships in Asura's Wrath are not made of Mantra, I seen the way they explode, And they do not turn to Mantra particles like the demigods, I saw them fall from the sky like typical ships, meaning that high tech is made from the materials found, how and where they mass produce them is unknown much less a whole armada like back in episode 1, let's not forget about the Karma fortress falling from the sky either.
The DarkEnd Dragon: Thank you very much! but I don't think that Asura and Vlitra would get along very well, much less join forces as they been at each other's throats for a long time, plus Vlitra hates the demigod race more than anything. Oh Salem will get what's coming to her in due time so don't worry, and the Gohma would have destroyed the Grimm, why? Impurity levels that's why! The idea of Vlitra and Ozpin talking face to face would be one of my great achievements by far, but not now of course.
Albert L: I will update ASAP, so wait for me :)
Don Orbit: Thank you!
Kilare T'suna: Thank you on both counts, and I will, just spread the word and I will feel like an energizer bunny on steroids for you all!
Albert L: Again, thank you!
BountRook: I thank you for favoring this as well as calling TLCG(The Legendary Crimson Ghost) interesting, and also trust me, after what happened to the guy (Drake) Vlitra did to him, her enemies are bound to get more screwed up in the future.
That's all the responses for the reviews from Chapter 2, so without further delay, let chapter 3 commence!
Chapter 3: New life well-earned.
We see Vlitra and her two animal companions exiting the building she slept in, people are working together to reconstruct their homes set their eyes on her, but she ignores them in favor of thinking back on what she discussed days ago.
(Flashback: Days prior)
Vlitra is sitting on one of two only available couches with Serina resting her head on her lap while purring from her ministrations to her ears by one of Vlitra's hands while staring at the two adults on the opposite side with a sofa of their own, after the spectacle, they make themselves comfortable. "I'll jump straight to the point, what is it you want to speak about?" Vlitra blunty asked the two parents.
The mentioned parents were looking at each other in a silent conversation before Jeremy spoke at last, but one could see trepidation in his eyes on what he is about to say. "I am just wondering as to what those creatures are, the ones that give the bandits a beating, would you care to shed some light about them?" He inquired with caution in his voice.
Vlitra's gaze was almost like it was staring past him, almost she knows what he's thinking beyond his question. "Those creatures as you say are called the Gohma, before you ask I will not divulge of their matter of origins as it is not of anyone's concern. And don't try the 'I have a right to know' card because I am entitled of my own secrets just as you are, so I am willing to answer you with something that isn't too personal." Vlitra stated with a firm tone that suggests to tread lightly.
The married couple stared at her in astonishment for reading them so easily, true that was one of the many questions they would asked about, but it is obvious that they might or might not have stepped on a proverbial landmine.
Personality-wise, Vlitra is about as blunt as a club to the face to anyone she meets, for she does not care of who or what you are, because status and authority hold no value to her and these two are no different, conspiring to kill her because of her intentional lack of respect to people of both factors is not going to end well for anyone.
Deciding to placate the woman before them, Jeremy raised his hands in surrender. "We mean no disrespect in any fashion miss, but please understand our concerns as we are a little fearful of the unknown, not that we are ungrateful to you or anything, but a raid like this one caused us to become paranoid, much so to strangers." He stated with a slight haste in his voice.
Ashley comes next. "And we apologize if we come off strong to you, we just have the best intentions at heart, for the sake of our home, as well as our beloved child." The wife and mother finished as she glances to Serina still napping, curling up like a ball with her head on Vlitra's lap undisturbed that is still being petted by the said entity.
The source of the Gohma on the other hand was thinking carefully on their words, while she can understand clearly of where they are coming from, she can accept the truth that they feared what had transpired not too long ago. Add to the fact the parents almost had a young daughter to almost be traumatized by a near-rape experience.
But that didn't come to pass thanks to her interfering in the last second.
On the other hand, they are humans, the very race that associated themselves with the demi-gods in ancient times, she still holds hatred towards them even today, another thing is that they just can't control their impulsiveness no matter how hard they try. What has happened here today only strengthens her views on mankind even further.
'I will not deny that there are good humans, but it's only in the minority, the rest crave for violence and death in overabundance.'
Shaking her head to get out of her thoughts before saying. "Even so, my decision still stands, I will not tell you everything about me, I hold no reason to either. Besides I won't be here for long as we will be leaving once the executions are under way, you can set a place for a firing squad for the tribe if you wish, I will depart the second I leave Raven in your hands."
"Granted, I did not give you much in terms of information, but I prefer to remain anonymous to others, not in fear of someone recognizing me, I don't care what others view of me, but my reasons are my own regardless."
She raised a hand to stop them from speaking. "On the subject at hand, originally, I wanted to end the Branwen myself, but it is your right to do what you will with her, after all. Wouldn't you want justice against the one who condones rape of all things?" Vlitra asked rhetorically.
That snapped their mouths instantly as they thought over that question, while they are extremely curious of who the person is before them that manages to scare the bandits that caused so much damage, but it seems that they will get justice they wanted for what they did, and this unknown individual is giving them on a silver platter.
With some reluctance, they concede her desire to keep to herself. "I suppose I can't argue when you put it like that, I guess it was a waste of time in the end as we would be prying to your history that we have no business in" The Blitz couple stands up from their spots. "But are you sure that this is what you want?" Jeremy finished as they walk towards Serina, unaware of what's going on around her.
Who knew that this stranger can get a reaction out of their child like that with just mere petting.
Ashley talked before Jeremy did. "And another thing, the plans for the tribe of bandits' execution will not occur in a couple of days, so if you are going to leave the second their heads are separated from their shoulders, you're gonna have to wait until that time draws near. Due to the lost of life and property damage being the primary concern for us." She pointed out to Vlitra
Vlitra nodded her head firmly, she turns her red orbs to the young child, moving her head off her lap, then softly placed back on the couch. "I am absolute in my decision, place where you want Raven and her tribe of bandits to be in and I will set her there myself, the rest will be up to you." With that said, she gives them many answers as could for a few minutes, while telling only half truths, once that was done, she leaves to the doors.
But she stops before rotating her head at the leaders of this village. "I can also wait for the time of seeing their ends to arrive, so here I will stay and have a look around this place myself until then." She then now continues onward to the doors.
Siegfried and Dust snaps their heads to her eagerly, the white wolf walks beside her, while the crow returns to his perch that is Vlitra's right shoulder, nuzzling his head to her face who she returned in kind, ignoring the two guards that closed the double doors.
Deciding to walk around for a bit, while Siegfried does his own business while Dust remains on her shoulder looking around anything noteworthy.
A smart bird indeed.
She sees kids helping the adults out in any way they can without risk of hurting themselves from hazard areas that could drop on their heads if not careful, while their parents keep watch over them to make sure they don't do anything reckless.
Vlitra then finds a third story building that looks like a motel, seeing the sun beginning to set, she decides to turn in, nodding to herself in her choice, she goes there and pays the money for her assigned room from the third floor, and took her clothes off and put them on a table next to a wide area of the wall take a shower for less than fifteen minutes, drying herself off with a towel, throws it into the laundry, drying her long hair without difficulty with the length of it.
Once done she looks at the entire room and sees two beds mean to hold two people that have white blankets with matching sheets and pillows, looking at the window she sees the sun's setting beyond the mountain range, with Dust perched on a tree branch, looking at her as if he was waiting for something.
It clicked in her mind as he wants in, opening the door Dust flew right in, looking down, she sees Siegfried sitting down while looking up at her with a whine.
Vlitra snorts in amusement while she rolls her eyes, she extends her left hand that is glowing green, Siegfried jolted when a huge plant sprouting from the ground gingerly carrying him to the window. Once close enough he jumped in with a happy bark in appreciation and Vlitra smiled all the same as she drops her arm and ignored the plant still being there.
"Alright you two, listen up!"
Dust and Siegfried comically stood ramrod straight at attention, as one wolf and crow possibly could when Vlitra spoke in her stern voice, with her hand behind her back. "The sleeping arrangements for the next few days will be as follows; you will be sleeping on this second bed-." She gestures with her finger at the one close to the bathroom. "While I will take the one close to the window." She took a breath and continues.
"And another thing, Siegfried, if you need to go take a dump, then use this plant to drop down outside, the last thing I need to hear is complaints from room service due to you two dropping bombs in this room, I wouldn't appreciate it either for the disease will affect them and their job and the stench rolling off in waves that will affect my sense of smell." She states while gesturing back at the large plant.
If one were to watch this, it would be hilarious to see a naked woman with her hand behind her back like a drill sergeant in a boot camp, while the two animals of different species were the new batch of recruits
"So, do I, or do I not, make myself absolutely clear?" She asks with her eyes closed as well as showing a sweet, tender, almost motherly smile, but it promised pain if they dare say no.
And the crow and wolf were not easily fooled either as an air of miasma-like malice rolls of her in waves. What really hits home is that her true form is covered in shadows with its eyes glowing hungrily at them.
Both animals shook their heads yes rapidly, in an instant all the malice and the shadow disappear without a trace.
Once she gives the ground rules, the white wolf and the black crow get on the second bend to prepare slumber, Vlitra prepares her own bed sleep.
Once again in a nude of course, just the way she prefers it.
(Flashback End: days past)
Despite the lack of information, they were weary of her. But if Serina was able to take a liking to Vlitra that just happens to be a complete and mysterious stranger, they'll give her the benefit of the doubt for her sake, the only assurance they have is that she will be leaving here as soon as the bandits were dealt with, that is the only common goal they share anyway.
'Seems like man at least possess the ability to know when and how to be skeptical of things that are too good to be true, there are no self-proclaimed seven deities or any other false god to take advantage of this since they are gone from this world, and good riddance too.' Vlitra mused with a dark smirk at the thought of those arrogant brats that are no doubt enjoying their stay in Naraka at this minute, or any other thousand hells that await them.
'But it is regrettable that I can't send the so-called twin deities of both light and darkness that have been gone for who knows how long to hell, while it is true that they created the four relics themselves as well as magic, if Summers memory serves well.' She ranted in her head about the memories of the crippled reaper, at least acknowledging their efforts of creating those things by their own hands.
Snapping out of her thoughts when she sees the dungeons main entrance, noticing the bandits being dragged out by the guards, the ropes connected with the handcuffs to prevent escape, walking towards the guards did they saw her walking past them, they nodded their heads in her way in thanks for what she did for them.
The prisoners on the other hand were silently glowering at her in hatred and contempt, but they snapped their heads down immediately as they begin to sweat heavily when she glares at them back with her eyes swimming with electricity, daring them to say something, they didn't speak in fear of further incurring Vlitra's wrath (HA! Get it!?... You know what, just continue reading).
Moving on unimpeded towards her main objective, and that is now Raven with her leg almost healed, but her clothes are disheveled, especially her hair and she appearing to be sweating like a pig in a hot summer day in vacuo. Having her back against the wall while her head is down, eyes closed as her breathing was moving steadily indicating that she is currently sleeping.
Unlocking the locks and keys, she opens the bars with the metal creaking that had made so much noise, it woke up Raven from her sleep, the two stared at each other for a few minutes, one with a look of indifference, and the other of resignation, Vlitra walks up to her not disconnecting her eyes away from the soon to be former Branwen tribe leader.
"So, it's time then?" Raven more like stated rather than asked.
Vlitra nodded in reply. "Yes, your execution is today, your life upon this globe is going to be cut short, along with your tribesman. Do you have anything to say to me before I see you out?" She inquired.
Raven was silent for a few seconds before saying. "What do you think about this world and its inhabitance along with their deeds in life?"
Vlitra raised an eyebrow, but she humored her nonetheless. "This world is cruel to anything that breathes, but it is also beautiful too. Nature is divine regardless of what some fool with a bratty disposition says, human nature is toxic with the faunus being no different, I am also placing the blame on Salem and Ozpin as well, for they too are just as guilty." Vlitra stated before pointing her finger at her and finished with. "For the latter, seemingly good intentions, quick slide to hell in the long run Raven." She finished while sliding her finger to make a point in gesture before putting her hand down.
Raven presses on. "I have to ask, how old are you?" she felt mentally embarrassed for asking that as no woman should ask that even to a fellow woman in a chance of being offended.
The dark will of Gaea was not insulted from the question in the least. "In case you forgotten, I am as old as this planet, maybe older. So old to the point I don't even remember so much as my own origins anymore, but more than make up for it with experience that no mortal being could ever hope to reach." She replied with a stoic look.
Not a complete lie, but not the entire truth either, she sadly holds no memories of her own birth, or how she came to be, much less of how old she truly is, her first sign of awareness was the nigh-immeasurable fury and unspeakable agony of being too incoherent to know anything that was happening around her at first, as time moved on however, she became self-aware of the indescribable atrocities that have been committed for civilization to grow, at the price of the planet suffering for it.
And people could only wonder and speculate of the stories that told that the planet denies humanities very birthright as one would say is all because of the transgressions being done against the world from the start, and worst of all is that the Mantra reactor has been stolen from her. From her! Man's arrogance once again is shown to be matched by their ignorance and stupidity.
Vlitra continues with her answer. "Of course, I wouldn't put past the possibility that there is more of your tribesman out there, somewhere out in the world, hiding, your tribe I mean, I have a suspicion that this not all of you accounted for, if so, then I will dispatch them myself, be certain of that." She promised her.
Raven looks down slightly as she digests that information, it still stings her pride that she was beaten so easily, but holds her tongue as she grits her teeth from an effort to swallow her pride and anger, she presses on to her questions. "I… I see, and in the regards to the belief and actions of the gods, along with them creating all the magic in the world?" Raven inquires as she wants to know everything she could before she croaks.
Besides that, how often does one get to hear the truth from the very being that has been around more longer than anything else? it was an opportunity she couldn't pass up, regardless of being close to being on deaths door, this will the only time she will hear that is one-hundred percent truth and no falsities whatsoever.
Forcefully receiving memories from the being whose existence have been around since time immemorial has a lot of merits to consider too.
Vlitra did not waste a second to scoff at the notion. "I will give credit where it is due, I will not hold a claim for the four relics, the maidens, along with all the magic made the world as they were the ones to make them." She answered before her body becomes rigid, her face stern, with a tinge of loathing in her voice as she points her two gloved fingers between Ravens eyes with electricity going static at the tips.
"But remember this! The creation of all life is not one of their accomplishments, despite popular belief within Ozpins own inner circle, as well as Salem's own, I know things otherwise as I had a lot to do with it, Gaea is a world that is also the vessel of all life itself, my 'lighter' counterpart you could say did the grueling process while the 'gods' tried to take all the credit for themselves, by leading mankind to believe that they had a hand in all of it." Vlitra answers with her eyes glowing a familiar red.
Recalling the times of the demi-gods that called themselves as the seven deities is always enough to anger her, it shows with a scowl to match, she knows their names because she shares a telepathic link with her Gohma, whatever is seen through their eyes is transferred to her.
Plus, one talkative, idiotic fat demi-god with an odd-looking, golden beard also comes to mind, going on and on about the great rebirth this, the great rebirth that, and the other countless spiel of the seven deities come up with throughout 12,500 years of war and death when they fight against her creations, fighting over human souls that resulted trillions of deaths as time passes while the leader sits comfortably on his precious throne.
She wasn't even there as she was asleep at that timeframe, but she was always annoyed with that specific former guardian general that had spieled such useless garbage at every chance he gets like a broken record, if Vlitra gets paid for hearing these things constantly, then she would so rich, a certain blind, greedy demi-god swordsman would pass out from the shock of being outdone.
Shaking her head to get back on track as she sees Raven becoming more and more into by the second from the answers she is being given, but remains silent as Vlitra is not finished with her rant.
"This planet created both man and animal before the first deity was even conceived, in any book you can find about them, be they pagans, heathen gods, demon gods and false gods, old and new, can think themselves as the ones responsible for it all they want, but I will always know otherwise of their birth, of how it all truly started, what they even do against each other." Vlitra declared to her while she leads Raven out of her prison cell immediately, signaling that it is almost time.
With that in mind, the ancient entity in human skin leads Raven by the rope with metal cuffs design with Aura negating effects to ensure she doesn't escape or resist, Raven is in no position to anyway, that said, Vlitra opens the doors, the bright flash of light of the morning sun pierces through crack of the opening door.
Raven closed her eyes on instinct to avoid being blinded, finally adjusting to the morning rays, she sees the remains of her tribesman standing on a wooded platform that had nooses that meant to hang people with a switch that opens the floored doors, but she doesn't see the Gohma anywhere, probably dismissed by Vlitra who commands them to avoid headaches from a needless panic.
It didn't take long before reaching the top of the platform with Raven as the last person to be shown, the remaining survivors were sweating hard with their pupils dilating in fear of death by hanging, they were struggling against their assigned guard's grip, but they bashed their heads to silence them.
The crowd began sneering at them, spitting out insults while wanting to see them hanged for their atrocities against them, Vlitra was just staring at them and the bandits with the look of cold indifference as death is not new to her, just standing on the side of the platform while waiting for the married couple to just get this over with.
Vlitra's patients is not infinite, and it should not be stretched.
Dust was on his usual spot on Vlitra's shoulder as Siegried was by her side sitting and waiting, but it didn't take long, because speak of the devil and they shall appear, with the same clothes as before, but freshly cleaned. The crowd quiets down as Jeremy raised his hand before having a guard with scroll in hand that tells all the offenses that has been done.
Before the guard could even begin about telling the charges, a voice shouted out. "Hey!" Heads snaps at the far end of the crowd, Vlitra's included with her two companions, whoever interrupted the proceedings was one Raven recognized immediately.
And the one who made the outburst is by their lonesome.
Vlitra seeing this person was staring bloody daggers at her specifically. "Are you talking to me?" she calls out with her tone being sharp as
"Your damn right I'm talking to you, you damn bitch! Who are you!? And what the hell are you doing to my leader!?" yelled a young woman with a pissed off expression on her face.
"Vernal!?" Raven shouted out in surprise, Vlitra looked at her with a raised eyebrow at the child's identity being revealed, she then looks back at her.
Upon closer inspection, she appears to have tan-colored skin, shot brown hair and icy blue eyes. She has a tattoo of a bird on her left arm. She wears a brown vest over a torn white shirt, with a collar that appears to spike up behind her neck. She also wears a maroon colored pants with the right side rolled up to her thigh. Including to wear knee guards that go down to her brown boots.
This is none other than Vernal, and she was not a happy camper right now, when she received intel that from sources saying that her leader was captured, which left her shell-shocked, as Raven and captured did not fit in one sentence, sources mainly one came from the Branwen's main camps own personal spy, but the real surprise lied in one person that manages to put a stop to the pillage, and defeating Raven of all people, thus concluding of her absence from the appointed rendezvous point for the next raid.
Hearing this, she asked where did this happen, apparently the village that is called mountainside village, simply due to the mountains circling around it in a crude circle formation, not too big, not too small, just right, thus the name, and it was in the place of Mistral, mainly in a Y-shaped dirt path that separates between the academies and other local villages.
And she happened to be heading to the road that leads to the next village soon to be raided, but changed course as her leader is in danger of being executed, thus as a high priority mission.
And she was less than happy when she arrived to see her teacher at the sorry state she is in.
(Vlitra's POV)
I became irritated as the little brat is trying to glare daggers at me in an attempt of intimidation, with Ravens remaining survivors next to her looking a little hopeful, but me on the other hand, I stare her down in kind, I however began to sense a power emanating in the air, and it seems to center's itself around spring, it clicked in my mind as it quickly put the pieces together.
'This is a presence of a maiden, the spring maiden if I am sensing this correctly.' My eyes narrowed in curiosity as I began to walk at the edge of the platform, the little girl tensed as she prepares a fight.
I mentally scoffed from her rather foolish actions while maintaining a neutral expression. "Very well, if you must know, my name is Vlitra, and you look smart enough to know what is about to occur very soon." I replied as if I was stating the most obvious answer in the universe.
"Also, are you actually planning on fighting? Your own tribe leader couldn't defeat me, so what possesses you to think you could succeed where she had failed?" I questioned as I then leaned my right foot forward, before levitating slowly on the ground, looking back at Jeremy and his family with a look that signals them to leave.
Satisfied that he took the hint, he nodded at my direction and relayed his orders and guide everyone sans the guards that are keeping watch on the prisoners, I set my focus on Siegfried and Dust to do the same, they did so obediently, back on the little girl that not once left her sights away from me, her glare still on her face, preparing to fight with her weapons depicted to as chakrams out for display. (I don't know what they're really called, but you know what they look like)
The arrogance that permeates in this one, time to give her a lesson in humility.
Everything was quiet, before an unknown signal was sounded off, we both charge at each other, the brat brought in a horizontal swing with her right arm, I ducked under her strike, she then swings her left hand downwards, I grab the offending appendage, kicked her feet underneath as I let go, she stabs her weapon on the ground, she spins her legs in attempt to kick me in the head, but I moved back, at the cost of having to let go to of her arm.
She flips back on her feet, and dashes at me, her weapons poised to strike, I dodged to the side, and like a bullet, I imbued my foot to her arms that were crossed in an x that sends her flying back in a several meters before sliding the second she lands, Vernal slightly wince from the force of that kick with a grunt leaving her lips. if she didn't block that kick in time, I would have broken her ribs.
We then zoom at each other in almost blinding speeds, blurring in and out of existence, causing a lot of collateral damage to the environment as we moved on this little dance, I grabbed the one arm that was meant to impale me, but I dodged it in time to grab her by the wrist with both hands, sending her flying with a flip over my shoulder, she rights herself back into battle position, ready for another assault.
Deciding to up the ante, and as well as evening out the playing field weapon wise, I charged my hands that is spawning electricity that is growing erratic, once I gathered enough, I brought out my red beams coming out of my palms, shocking everyone witnessing the fight, including Vernal.
"What's the matter? Lost your nerve?" I asked/taunted, it was enough to snap her out of her stupor.
Shaking it off, she answers with a conceited bite in her tone. "Not on your life, lady, for I am just getting warmed up!" she begins to fire her weapons at me, but all I did was dashed towards her in a mad sprint while hopping side to side in quick succession, seeing me closing the distance, Vernal swipes at me with a double swing hitting downwards.
I blocked both arms, but to my slight annoyance, she jumped upwards, and did a double kick to my stomach to launch herself away from me, forcing me to be pushed in the process from being used as a springboard, a spark of anger coursed through me, but not enough to make me go berserk like I did to the Grimm and rest of the bandits.
"Is that it? You are not going to beat me with something like that!" I snarked with a slight scowl on my face, but I was inwardly smiling.
It's been a long time since I ever got to fight like this, true I am holding back my power immeasurably, but I want to see how far this brat can reach her limits without me going unnecessarily all out, but I'm just taking my time in analyzing of what a spring maiden can do once she meets her boiling point in resulting to using it, she is still very young after all.
"Go to hell!" she yells back, clearly losing her cool from me coaxing her.
I dashed at her, appeared in front of her, then we exchanged blows faster than before, causing more dust clouds to spring out from our fierce amounts of speed put into our fighting, dashing from one place to another, destroying rooftops, rocks and trees unfortunate enough to be in the crossfire. Arcs of energy being thrown out from our respective weapons, we stopped as we have our weapons interlaced together as we stare at each other, one was struggling with a lot of strain being put into her arms.
I, on the other hand was staring at her with a calm expression despite her struggle to put me into submission, I could have pushed her into the ground with not but a finger if I wanted to, it's like an ant trying to push a mountain, its pathetic as I am physically stronger than any demi-god in Gaea's known history.
'Not unless they are on the same level as Asura.' I thought with hatred, as well as with a modicum of begrudging respect, just the mere thought of the name of that man alone makes my anger to spike to dangerous levels, for out of all the eight Mantra affinities being bestowed upon the eight guardian generals in the past, wrath was the only thing to have ever counteracted against me.
With that thought passed my mind, I pushed forward with absolute ease as two lines are being made by her feet, without warning, I pushed her off the deadlock as I begin attacking her with my blades like a deadly dancer, putting even more awe into our spectators in the shelters, but none more so than Raven, Serina and her parents as I put Vernal in a barely effective defense against me.
None of that mattered as my inner bloodlust is showing itself, and roared for all to hear. "Is that all the best you can offer!? Fight back little girl! I know there is more to you than this!" I kicked her in the stomach hard enough to send her flying into a boulder, making cracks and dents to show as Vernal lands on the ground with one knee, having a hard time to breathe out oxygen from the force of my kick in her stomach.
Having regained composure, Vernal growled with gritted teeth as she yelled out in anger. "Don't underestimate me! Let us see how you fare against something like this!" she puts her weapons away and it was then I notice the clear skies has begun to change, thicken by the sounds of thunder that are gathering around the entire area, without warning, lighting bolts are zapping at intervals between her hands and fingers.
I saw the spring maiden moving her hands in gesture at my direction, noticing her eyes were burning a red hue that signifies her using her maiden heritage, she then starts firing them at me, concentrating my attention on the lighting strikes I dodge them swiftly and effortlessly, no wasted movement, no show of concern on my face, even a close call when one was aimed at my face.
Aside from dodging, I use my blades to deflect them in other directions, and varied sounds of a ricochet bouncing off in the area on occasions.
Seeing she is not getting anywhere with this, she starts to levitate herself into the air and concentrates on making a huge lightning bolt in a means to send me to oblivion, I on the other hand banished my red blades, I flicked my white hair and placed my hands on my hips that was tilted to the right with a delicate raised eyebrow in curiosity, I stood there waiting for her to finish her attack.
Our audience were pleading and screaming at me to get away, but I paid them no heed as Vernal was almost done with her little light show.
With a roar, she launches it at my direction while having a smile in triumph, thinking she won, but it was replaced with shock, horror, and despair rolled into one, as the spectators were having an expression of similar shock, but with awe and respect.
Because I shot my hand forward, grabbed the huge bolt with my right hand, my clothes and hair were disturbed by the force of wind that blew past me, the heels of my black boots were slightly fused with the ground as I managed to stabilize the once great javelin length of electricity into a ball of energy, turning it into a color of red instead of the original blue, just staring at it like a curious cat before I crushed in my clutches for all to see.
Vernal was shocked speechless of my display, noticing her subconsciously gripping her weapons tightly on her waists as she tries to comprehend on how I managed to accomplish such a feat, I also noticed in my peripheral vision that other spectators were also in aw about what they've seen, not that I blame them. According to Summers memories, not one huntsman in history has ever managed to control or redirect lightning, much less controlled.
Considering that lighting was never meant to be controlled in any sense of the word, unless certain people happen to be the four maidens, even then it was still a stretch to even think of so much as taming lighting itself as it is a wild element, therefore it is impossible to try unless someone wants to get electrocuted to death.
'Too bad only I can control lightning.' I thought in an odd sense of smug satisfaction of reasons I don't know why, but passed it off as a mere whim.
It should be noted that it didn't give me any physical pain, as my body is not even human despite my appearance as passing off as one, I look back at Vernal, who flinched from my sharp eyes at her person, she now looks even more weary than ever before, but to break her further confidants I decided to add more salt to the wound.
"Impressive, it is quite a sight to behold from someone so young, and who knows, you might be a worthy to fight against your enemies more powerful one day, but form now, I shall show you the difference between your power and mine." With that said, I raised my hand up in the air in a limping fashion, before opening my palm outwards clouds began to wrap itself around the sky, blocking the sun entirely.
I can see the dread forming around her.
"Observe and witness the possible herald of your end in the future, to give you motivation in desiring to kill me so it wouldn't have to be of such." I called out to her at the now howling winds, Thunder begins to roar across the land as crimson lighting flash throughout the entire forest, I began to start floating towards the sky, more like flying really as I was closer to the clouds.
which is what separates me from a maiden, they can levitate themselves of the ground, while I, can pretty much actually fly unhindered, I can even leave Gaea's atmosphere if I wanted to and not suffer from lack of oxygen. the next everyone will witness shall be forever ingrained in their memories.
FLASH!
BOOM!
A lightning bolt comes at me, everyone did not had time to react as I grab hold of it while it is still connected to the clouds still swirling all around the sky, so imagine everyone's trepidation of what I am going to do with it.
Once all the energy we're in the palm of my hand, forming it into a size compared to a bowling ball with sparks still present, I point it into Vernal's direction, the ball of energy began to glow a bright light, but not before blurred under her, then the lighting is launched with deadly speed at close range,
"GHAAAAAA!" I hear my victim scream in untold agony as I began to fry her, I repeated the process for a few seconds before letting go of the energy, the young woman was standing with her eyes rolled in the back of her head, blackened by the lightning, mistaking her like a bad cooked fish on a stick that stayed in the campfire for too long, but I have other plans as I grabbed her neck tightly, lifting her off the ground, then throwing her into the air.
Before she could so much as fall back down, I crouched slightly, using my leg muscles, I jumped in my opponent's location. I then do a spinning kick to her torso, hearing cracked ribs, she was forcefully woken back up instantly as her eyes bulged out in pain, her face expressed into a silent scream, I sent her down to the ground, causing debris and dirt to explode on impact, thus resulting a crater to be made.
Landing on the ground away from the crater, I stalk towards the edge, I jumped down into the dust clouds still present with a loud thud, I casually walked forward with all the time in the world, once the dust is settled, Vernal is lying on the ground, breathing hard and rapidly to get some oxygen back in her lungs since that last attack knocked the wind out of her, doesn't help as she collided her back with the solid earth that is more stubborn than humans are, Huntsman or otherwise.
I look at her with my furrowed eyebrows and a pretty frown, before snapping my foot down on her torso hard, I open my mouth, and spoke out to her.
"I will admit that you show a lot of endurance and some quick thinking for the first few minutes, but overall, I am quite disappointed for your poor of performance, not like I was expecting much out of anything of you to begin with, you are just not ready to face the real world with far more dangerous foes." I criticize her harshly before I reared my leg back and then…
WHAM!
THUD!
"GHYAAAA!"
I send her flying into curved wall from the force. and this time she screamed in even more agony, with her tears sliding down only to slump her head down in unconsciousness, before I could get close to her, I felt something keeping me in place.
Snapping my neck down, I see ice beginning to spread up to my legs, working its way up to my abdomen, I look back to see the little brat, she looks up with her eyes closed, indicating that she had no hand in this, before I could utter a peep, my body was frozen stiff to the end of my neck closing in on me, I try to look at the source of this interruption.
I soon then found the source, and to my eternal shock and anger. Raven stands above the edge of the crater as her palm is facing at me while being supported by a man who happens to be a guard without a helmet on, but the biggest bomb to drop on me was her eyes, burning scarlet flames around them, telling me that she is was the real spring maiden all along.
And I have been played from the start!
"Raven, you...!" Before I could say this, everything went black.
(With Raven)
The tribe leader stares down at the frozen form of the monster below her with Vernal being picked up by two more bandits in haste, she is tempted to kill her, oh so tempted to as she looks at the vulnerable state as she is now, but she doubts it would work as well she had hoped, because Vlitra suffered through worse conditions than that, looking away from the crater and onto the village, seems to her that her protégé had the right idea to bring in the other half of the tribe from the main camp,
Recalling back on the fight, it was like she was seeing a dance to the death, watching every strike being blocked, every single movement not put to waste, while it is but a blur from the onlookers, for her sharp eyes though, it looked like a fight a between experienced huntsman, but that can't be anymore far from the truth from one minor detail.
'She was just playing with her!' she thought in realization, but remembering who Vlitra really is behind that human exterior, it shouldn't be that surprising, but it doesn't make her any less worried for her young protégé as she stood no chance against such a foe.
She is snapped out of her funk when a hand touched her shoulder, when she looked at the one who did it, a grunt in disguise in one of this villages guards' uniform, who had the drop on one the guards on the day before the execution, looking back down on the unconscious, but badly beaten Vernal, she can't help but feel proud of her.
Vernal is a good fighter, she had to train day and night to reach where she is today, but she is still young and inexperienced, thus it was soon become apparent that she was not getting anywhere in trying to kill her foe, hell, said foe didn't appear to slow down at all, and it was on the 15-minute mark, her opponent hadn't even broken a sweat in that timeframe.
Snapped out of her musing as her instincts kicked into overdrive as she notices cracks appearing on Vlitra's frozen form, paling at the implications, she turns to her tribe with urgency and slight panic in her voice. "Everyone! Gather to me, forget about everything else, we need to get out of here now!" she barked loudly with even more urgency as another tribe grunt brought her back her rectangular sheath and broken sword he found in the storage, placing it inside and out seconds later, a familiar red blade emerges.
With a downward strike, a red portal appears in front of them and everyone rushes in with her and her supporter to be the last ones in, when she turned back, only to pale even further as the visage of Vlitra was released from her short-lived icy prison and she was onto her with her crimson eyes glowing brightly, along with a shadowy figure of her true form mimicking her movements with a feral snarl stretched on her face as she reached towards her.
Only for the portal to close behind them, managing to escape from the monster that she encountered, a monster more sinister than Salem ever could hope to be, and one she didn't want to see again.
If she was in the right mind, she would have noticed that one of the grunts held a little device, when he pushed it, that had determined the fate of the village.
That would also lead the Branwen Tribes downfall in the future
(Third POV: with Serina)
Serina was going to be in a heap of trouble when this is all over, why? Because he snuck out of her house to see Vlitra again, despite her parents telling not to come out under any circumstances, but she betrayed those expectations with her defiance, she hid in the trees that has the whole view of the town square.
'I just want to see miss Vlitra one last time before she leaves, I want to say goodbye to her when no one is around, we had a lot of fun together for these past few days.' she thought with a pout before giggling from the memories from days prior with the older woman.
(Days Earlier before execution)
"Miss Vlitra!" was the young voice of Serina running towards the person she was looking for.
That person happens to be the same one that she called out for, who was taking a walk around this surprisingly huge village, the will of Gaea turns around only to stumble slightly with a look of surprise, making Dust jump off with a squawk of irritation, looking down she relaxes her tense muscles as the little cat faunus has her arms wrapped around her arm.
With absolute ease, she raises her up as the cat Faunus hangs on like one would on the monkey bars in the playground. "Young one, what are you doing?" Vlitra quizzed with an arched eyebrow while Dust goes back on his usual perching spot on her shoulder, Siegfried was huffing in amusement at the spectacle.
"I've been looking for you all morning, so I want to spend time with you, and I will not let you go until you do!" She declared as she kicks her legs back and forth with a cute glare at her captive with fire in her eyes.
Vlitra's brow raised higher from that look and the bold declaration. 'She's certainly in a particularly fine mood this morning.' She mused as she sees Serina's pouty face, having nothing else to do, she relents to Serina's demands. "And what do you even wish to do young one?" She inquired, Serina beamed in happiness.
"Well I'm glad you asked, because I want to show you around!" She exclaimed with a fanged-toothy smile to empathize her joy at the prospect of getting to know her savior, getting off her arm, only to grab her hand and starts to drag her with a strength she did not possess before.
Vlitra was having her arm get tugged by the young girl, she was seriously perplexed by the sudden action and the enthusiastic behavior of the young girl. "I understand your desire to have a moment of time with me, but it is rude to drag someone against their will, so can you please let me go?" She asks as politely as she could while chastising her in the same breath.
That stopped her in her tracks, she looks back at the older woman with a sheepish look as she lets go of her hand, realizing the chastising tone immediately, finding the ground more interesting as she kicked a couple of pebbles in embarrassment, Vlitra felt a pang in her chest from the downcast look.
Dust and Siegfried's eyes were gleaming in amusement from the ancient entities predicament as they moved along while watching her heels making lines on the ground from not walking, Vlitra paid no heed to their snickering. "Sorry, I guess I got carried away for a second there!" She mumbled softly, having been scolded from her favorite person.
"…" The source of the Gohma said nothing as she looks down at her for a few moments, sighing silently through her nose, she pets her head to reassure her that all was forgiven. "As long as you don't do it again, then I have no problem with it." a slight smile crossing her face from finding herself being fond of the young cat Faunus.
Raising her hand for her to hold, she spoke to her again.
"Come on young one, didn't you say you want to show me around?" In truth, she already checked the entire village, saying that it is a large settlement would be an understatement, she didn't have any plans but to wait for the young girls' father to start preparations for the day of the execution to be finalized.
Serina beamed as she looks back at her, holding her hand without dragging her this time as they walk side by side, unaware of the slight greenish glow emitting from underneath her clothes, especially in her chest area where the center is.
Vlitra was not so oblivious however, she snapped her head back down to Serina, she placed her focus on the source of that tinge of power, what she discovered left her curious and suspicious.
'This sensation, what was that just now?' she thought with confusion, but she left it alone for now and carried on with the day thinking that it was some semblance she unlocked early in life, but cant help but feel like there was more to it than that, plus her instincts were telling her that she should be on guard, just in case.
Something she always listen to, because it is usually right.
(Flashback: End)
It was probably one of the best days of her life! Having the chance to know more about the strong, white-haired lady had made her ecstatic, granted Serina is always happy when meeting new people, highly social, if a little shy at first, but she opened herself up towards Vlitra, a mysterious stranger no less that had absolutely nothing to gain in saving them but just to do it.
'Her petting my ears without an ounce of disgust is an awesome feeling, it is sooo addicting, I can't get enough of it!' She squeed silently to avoid getting caught as she observes her older playmate from within the branches, what she saw had proved itself to take an unexpected turn.
Because some unknown stranger called out to Vlitra to fight her, which she thought personally was outright stupid because she doesn't know what she is messing with.
But she was curious on how this will play out, and it left her in awe as they began fighting each other like huntsman, like those stories she was told from her parents and other locals talk while passing by, but none of he stories could match up to what she saw throughout the whole fight, in concerning the fact that they were bending nature to their will.
But in the end, Vlitra won against her opponent, without breaking a sweat she might add.
Then things took a complete turn around as bandits appeared out and knock out the guards, released the prisoners and their tribe leader, seeing this made her hiss like a cat her heritage she was born with, catching her savior off guard by trapping her in ice, by the tribe leader no less, Serina was shocked and horrified from seeing that, she was about to jump when she felt a pulse deep within her chest.
With a yelp, she fell from her hiding place, and lands on her feet with the reflex she had from her cat heritage, completely unharmed.
"What… was that just now?" Serina asked herself, perplexed from the random phenomena.
She shook her head rapidly. Thinking that it was nothing, she begins to rush at Vlitra's icy-formed prison with speeds she didn't possess, as she gotten close to the edge of the crater did she stop, as she felt a malicious aura in the air, her instincts screamed at her to run, but the pulsing in her chest returned with a vengeance, her heart beats even louder than before, she could almost hear it in her eardrums, it then forced her to go on her knees as she clutched her chest in sudden pain, barely able to breath.
"Gnnh! What is this? What's happening to me!? Mother, Father, Vlitra, help me!" She whimpered as the pain becomes too much to bear, she tumbles down, clawing the ground in desperation, shedding tears from the agony she is feeling in her chest, when she looks up only to see a pillar of fire erupting from the crater.
Then she saw something that will change her life forever.
She widened her eyes as a shadowed entity that was taller than any man, humanoid in appearance with four large arms sprouted from the back, pure white eyes covering the entire socket, with no iris visible, and it is coming from above Vlitra.
And that alone terrifies her.
"GrrrrhhhooooaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" A scream that was turned into a loud bestial roar of ungodly rage was the last thing she heard and seen before everything turns red, then blackness engulfs her vision.
Once again unaware of the green glow originating from her chest, circling around her like a protective bubble, the one that proved to be the very thing that saved her life from the explosion booming around her.
(Ravens POV: Main Camp= hours later)
To say that I was relieved from escaping Vlitra would be a gross understatement.
Being placed in my bed of my tent so I recover properly from the injuries, even with my thigh healed by the same woman, they weren't taking chances, but Vernals injuries were far more worse than my own, they assured me that she will pull through, but will be stayed in bed for a couple months from what I was told about her injuries.
With all of that, I can think back on the times of my capture, how hopeless I was before the might of Vlitra, but thought back even deeper of the transgressions I have committed for survival
I was ready to face death when flashes Vlitra walks me up the stairs that leads to my other fellow tribesman having necks being wrapped by nooses, a guard that is supposed to be assigned to wrap one on me did none the wiser, closing my eyes in preparations to die, but I hear a voice shout out beyond the crowd, to my shock, it was Vernal.
My most dedicated tribe member, and my student. at first, I wonder how she knows where we were, but I remembered that it has been days ago since our failed raid, so it shouldn't be that much of a surprise that they would figure out somethings wrong now that I think bout it, and sein her fight with such ferocity against Vlitra shows how much she came far.
Shame that she was being played with from the start made a bitter taste in my mouth that reminded of how much I fared no better, even with my powers as a maiden didn't help much either.
'Ultimately, it was my own anger and arrogance and not being more observant that brought my defeat so easily' I thought dejectedly.
As I was thinking more that of the situation, a hand on my shoulder stops me, turning around, I see the same guard, but looking closely, I recognize the face as one of our tribesman that removed his disguise.
"Don't worry boss, we are going to get Vernal patched up as best we can." He promised confidently to me, looking around I notice armed fighters hiding in the rooftops and bushes to keep out of sight as they guard before I went inside of my tent, with new hope for survival from our first meeting with Vlitra, I was put inside my bed, and the grunt leaves shortly after.
Now that she has some time for herself to think on how it went downhill, mind rewinding back to Drake and his twisted atrocities lead her to believe that to be the cause of it.
'Based on that Vlitra doesn't actually care about humanity as a whole, but standards playing a role, true She was the source of the Gohma, the very one who has a kill count more higher than anybody else on this planet, but she only has done just that, killing them, not torturing them, not pillaging, not her own pleasure, and most definitely not into little children like Drake was.' Raven analyzed as she stares at her tented ceiling, shuddering from the horror wrapping in her stomach as the grotesque image flashed in her mind.
The implications on how she did I did not sit well with her at all.
Shaking my head with a grim look as I double my effort to refocuses. 'don't go there, Raven.' Taking deep breathes to calm myself from the traumatizing image that will forever haunt me in my nightmares.
Once I regain my composure, I try to think of a way on what to do now, because the biggest threat has revealed itself, and nobody would be spared if they cross her or so much as look at her wrong.
Soo into thinking on ways to keep my tribe safe, I didn't realize that I passed from the comforts of my bed and just as exhaustion took over immediately.
(Back at the Village: Vlitra's location: night)
(Asura's Wrath OST: Lamentation: Momentary end)
Destruction.
Chaos.
Death.
Ruin.
These are what makes the entire area when she snapped from her rage, the entire village reduced to ash by the bombs set out throughout the whole village by the tribes on demolition expert, with the woman in question to be at the center of it all, looking at the evacuation center to be no different as it was now in shambles, it couldn't take the beating from the explosions were focused on its weak points, thus resulting all the people to get crushed by the ceiling.
She closes her eyes, for she doubted they had survived from this attack.
"Hic, sniff."
Eyes snapped open from the sounds of someone crying, snapping her head to the direction from behind her that was originating from the wall of the now even larger crater, walking close, her shock increases as Serina kneeling before her, how she survived? She doesn't know, but seeing a green glow coming from her chest only raises her suspicion higher, but ignores it in favor of the crying girl seeing her home destroyed. Everything she knew and loved, taken from her right before her eyes.
Vlitra grabs her underneath her arms, Serina was too distraught notice ass she hangs there like a limped puppet, once they got out of the giant crater did they see the full damage of everything around them.
It got worse that they see the burned corpses of her parents out in front of the evacuation center doors for her to see, which made Vlitra's heart to clench to reasons unknown to her, even if she was not the cause of it all, looking back at the only survivor, she puts her down gently.
Once she is stands back up beside her did Serina became aware of her, but she is in too much emotional pain to care.
None of the two said anything for a few minutes, but almost felt like hours, until Serina developed the courage to speak. "Why?" she mumbled quietly.
Vlitra knows exactly what she meant, for she answered her, her voice betraying nothing. "Young one, if there is anyone you should blame, it is me, I allowed the tribe to escape, in my rage, I snapped from the feelings of failure in finishing them off, but they appear to had a demolition expert with them, destroying the village while killing everyone in the process." Vlitra looks back down on the cat Faunus.
"Everyone except for you." She finishes.
Serina snaps her head back at her, her hair is now covered in dirt as she is full of soot, her clothes ruffled, her face covered in grime from the todays events, her eyes tell of pain and sorrow.
"Of course, no one will fault you for hating me of what they have done, hell, at this point, I wouldn't blame you for hating me either, nor would I stop you from giving in to revenge for both the tribe that would condone rape and murder, and me for allowing to turn this place to ash, my lack of foresight is what killed them in the end." Vlitra said to the last survivor, looking at Serina in the eyes, she asks her a question.
"Do you hate me young one?"
Serina reeled back in shock. "What?" she answered dumbfounded.
Vlitra elaborated. "I said do you hate me? It would make sense, as I was the one who became this places savior turned destroyer in a short amount of time, finishing what the tribe of bandits had started, a fact that tickles ironies cruel judgment, even if I didn't have a hand in it directly, it is a matter that I failed to protect this village."
Serina looks down at her lap with her hands clenching them tightly as she absorbed her words, on one hand, she was thankful that Vlitra saved her from the bandit that was going to defile her and soon saved her whole village, she even played with her through the few days before the time of the execution, it was one of the best days of her life.
On the other hand, her older playmate was telling that her that she was the one to finish what the bandits had started, as she said to her earlier before, any normal person should have been driven with revenge from the wrongs committed against them, having no rest till they destroyed the ones responsible, and Vlitra even said she wouldn't blame her for thinking like that, for it is completely natural to find justice against the perpetrator in question.
But can she do it? Can she really go through all of that? Would it be worth her life, time and effort to get revenge for both guilty parties?
She was told from her parents that to embark on the path of revenge will only result in making two graves, and one made for herself, seeing things now only made her ignore that little naive voice inside her head that is telling her not to do it, she can do it against the tribe that plundered this place from its goods.
But she can't bring herself to get revenge on the one who she considered as her aunt, the one she bonded with overtime, besides where else would she even go at this point? The world is full of dangers, and the only she can come to would be the one beside her, with that as a final nail to the coffin, she gave her answer that will change her life forever.
"I'll take the path of revenge." She declared with a tone of finality.
Vlitra frowned slightly, but she got surprised from her next words.
(Asura's Wrath OST: In your belief (Vocal) )
"I'll get my revenge against the damn Branwen tribe, the ones who started this, all of this is their doing from the start, all their fault just because they can and wanted to." She begins her speech, laced with hatred and fury of everything being taken from her, she stands up with new found, but the glow on her chest is turning red, shining brightly through the smoke, Vlitra herself was shocked as she is beginning to realize what this power is, and what it is coming from.
Serina's voice becomes louder and stronger as she continues. "If they want to cause death so badly in the name of survival, then they should know that death himself, favors no one, for he will go both ways to claim the souls of both the guilty and the innocent alike, as long as I breathe the breath of life, I will become strong, strong enough to the point of being a thorn in their side that they can't ignore forever." Serina's voice becomes strong with conviction that promises pain for what they have wrought.
"I will avenge the death of the fallen, I will make them pay for their suffering, enjoy the fruits of your small victory while it lasts Branwen." She looks up at the heavens covered in clouds of smoke, she takes a deep breath, then, with a scream for all to hear with tears of hatred, her eyes began to turn red as the red glow in her chest increases as she spreads her arms wide. "BECAUSE I WILL HUNT YOU DOWN TO THE ENDS OF TIME, NO MAN, NO GOD OR DEMON WILL HAVE THE POWER TO STOP ME FROM MAKING YOU WORTHLESS BAND OF THIEVES, RAPISTS AND MURDERERS TO SUFFER, JUST AS MANY INNOCENT PEOPLE HAVE SUFFERED BY YOUR HANDS! THAT IS A PROMISE!"
Serina then finishes her speech with a bang. "THE PROMISE OF VENGEANCE!" Her entire body becomes covered with red tribal like marking, her eyes began to glow crimson red, and embers began to erupt from her being, before an explosion sends Vlitra flying from the force, flipping backwards to gain balance of gravity, she looks up.
Only to be left in shock as she bears the witness a power she has never sensed since…
'Since the demigod Asura himself!' She thought, pure shock running course through her body like an electric current, as she puts the final pieces together for what Serina truly is.
"Serina is Asura's last Descendant." Vlitra whispered as she watches Serina still inside the pillar comprised of wrath as her clothing and hair were bellowing in the wind, squinting her eyes, she sees the pillar to dissipate, only to see Serina unconscious, with haste she runs towards her, holding her up in her arms, and check her pulse on her neck, with relief, she is alright.
(Cue Music End)
The only difference now is that she grew a little few more inches taller, snow white hair, light tribal markings around her face and no doubt with rest of her body, which is now more metallic that the demigods are known for.
'Serina, you show the greatest promise I have ever seen, taking after your ancestor, its almost scary how similar you two are.' Vlitra mused to herself, she makes her decision.
"Serina, I shall be the to look after you, and I shall support you in your revenge all the way, and no one will stand in your way, to that end, I shall be to look after you, and I will train you in the ways of a demigod, I may have hated that race back then, but I will not place their sins on you for your true heritage alone."
With her decision made, she carries Serina bridal style, making her to instinctively to snuggle close to her for comfort and safety, begins to leave the village, and into the forest, and out into the night with the full moon out to reflect their white hair.
Caw!
Bark!
Only to turn around to see both Siegfried and Dust unharmed from the explosion, smirking slightly in relief.
"Dust, Siegfried, Come! We must leave" She commanded her travel companions, who obeyed, Dust on his usual parchment on her shoulder, and Siegfried walking beside her, and Serina sleeping peacefully in her arms, thus they begin their trek through the shadows, ignoring the yellow eyes of the Gohma in the forest that are following them, out of sight and on guard to attack any Grimm that would dare come near to their creator as her shadow coming in last, but not before two white eyes flashed, but only an instant, and it was gone.
(Beacon Academy: Ozpins Office: days later)
It was quiet, eerily so, as the brotherhood stood silent as they try to figure out the whereabouts of the creature that Summer spoke of days ago in the hospital. Who just has been released today.
But that did little to lift their spirits as they lost a member of their secret group, while she is alive, but she would have to sit in a wheel chair for the rest of her life.
"This is a rather rambunctious atmosphere; how long do we have till the queen decides to make her move?" the sarcastic drunk asked with a droll.
Leave it to Qrow to break the tensions.
James was not in the mood for his attitude. "In case you didn't realize it Qrow, we don't have the patience for your behavior, we have just lost a very valuable asset to one of the queen's pawns, not in death, but of crippling Summer's ability to walk." The general bit back with a stern visage befitting of his rank.
Qrow didn't show a visible reaction, other than drinking from his flask.
"I am feeling the same way, I am not in a better mood either, so please refrain yourself from making any sarcastic remarks." Glynda intoned with a solemn expression on her face.
"While I may feel saddened about what happened to Summer, it is best we move on from the tragedies events, instead try and focus on where we going to find this creature, one that is no doubt roaming halfway around the world, free from our watch as we speak, combined with the power that Summer explained to us as to why it a menace feared even by the mindless Grimm is something to be treated with outmost caution." The headmaster cuts in to keep focus on the topic at hand.
The general of Atlas nodded his head in agreement. "Your right Ozpin, but the question is, how do we find this entity? and how do we hope to deal this high-level threat? Based on what we have heard from Miss Rose, it is nothing to sneeze at, especially when she told us the part that the cataclysm is linked to the monster?" Ironwood inquired.
Qrow stepped in next. "And let's not forget that the we might not be the only ones in hunting it down, mainly when the queen is concerned, she would no doubt saw what happened as well, hell, it happened for the whole world to see, causing untold amounts of damage and loss of life in the process, something of that kind of power would no doubt result a monster hunting scenario on her end just as well as ours." The Branwen explained the worst-case scenario for them.
Now that they think of it, it would make sense for a lot of reasons as to why 'she' would be involved.
The consequences would be more catastrophic then they already have been.
"We'll cross that bridge when the time comes, for now we must set sights on the next fall maiden." Ozpin said with finality, and no one argued on that as times are beginning to change.
For better or worse is yet to be seen.
(Salem's Castle: Same time)
The atmosphere is so tense, it could be cut with a butter knife, reasons for this is because that Salem is not showing any emotion in front of other two people in front of her, behind that look of indifference lies a sign of frustration in lack of one henchman.
Or more like the death of one Tyrian Callows.
Its not that she cared for the crazed lunatic, it's a matter of losing one of a very useful pawn, now she is down by two, and that just sent things back a bit.
She was snapped out of her thoughts by the sound of someone coughing. "My lady, is something the matter?" Was question asked by a man in the name of Arthur Watts.
Someone who is a tall middle-age man with a slim build and slightly tan skin. He also has short black and gray hair as well as a moustache and green eyes. wearing a gray overcoat with yellow linings, a yellow dress shirt and a black necktie. His pants being the same color as his overcoat. His yellow buttoned undercoat and finger-less gloves match his cordovan shoes, under which he wears yellow socks.
Seeing no point in sugar coating the truth, she outrights say it. "Tyrian is dead doctor Watts, killed by an unknown that now hides from our sight." This hade shock looks from the other two gentlemen, for they are surprised that he was killed, while neither of them like him for his bouts of lunacy, but he was a skilled fighter, without question, so to get killed is not what they expected.
The second man was silent before speaking in a gruff tone. "So, what's the plan then? We are now one member short."
Salem responds back. "For now, we do nothing Hazel, we need to make one step at a time, and besides I brought in to introduce a new member yet to be in our group." She then heads to the main doors, opening to show a young girl no more than eight years old, with black hair, amber eyes and a red dress, displaying a shy look throughout the room.
"Doctor Watts, Hazel, meet Cinder Fall, my new protégé, and she will be a valuable asset for things to come." Salem declared with red eyes gleaming with insidious intentions
[To Be Continued]
Cut! And that's a wrap everyone, Wrath of Vajra here, and I hope that the wait was worth it, and if you like what you saw in this chapter, then it was worth to make up lost time.
So how was that? Did Serina being a descendant of Asura shock you guys? In case you didn't catch it, Mithra was still alive, so it stands to reason that she had married with a beloved husband and become pregnant with a child of her own, there is nothing that said she was in the Asura's Wrath story, but it is not impossible to be true either, so don't pass it off as such.
I know that some people may be upset that I let Raven live, but its not without good reason, aside for plot convenience and the plot bunnies were screaming in my head to do a turnaround for her to live another day, for canon sake, but she will face Vlitra and Serina again, but not for a long while, so be patient.
With that done, lets go to the review section for chapter 2 with different answers.
MythAnime: While it is true that Vlitra died and Chakravartin manipulated the events,Making Vlitra into nothing more than measuring stick, but not in this story she is, and in this, Vlitra survives the same way either king piccolo, Kaguya or venom would try to do, a last-ditch effort for survival if you will, and as for pollution? How does one make an armada's worth of ships, as well as a giant human fortress? Technology that are required in a corporation setting, plus while it is true that Mantra is ecofriendly, but the methods on how they were used were anything but ecofriendly, dropping bombs across the battlefields from the skies, killing any life unfortunate enough to be in the crossfires, be they man or animal or Gohma, making anything go up in smoke. Gaea being clean? Remember that after Olga's bombing spree on the village in episode 12? She rendered it into smoldering ruins just to kill Asura, and guess how that worked out for her? (Not well)
The DarkEnd Dragon: Thank you for the praise, Vlitra was only doing everything she can to protect the planet itself, that kind of situation for some reason reminds me of the Alpha in red vs blue when it was being tortured, resulting multiple A.I fragments, if the Alpha is like Vlitra? Then the A.I fragments are the Gohma, see what I did there dude? And you are right to believe that the creatures of Grimm are nothing like the Gohma, they are more powerful than the Grimm, and as for Salems reaction? Will just have to wait and see, does not help that Vlitra would take offense of their existence, a meeting with Ozpin might not go well either.
Albert L: Here you go! And only because you said please. (LOL)
Don Orbit: I know it was, right?
Kilare T'suna: Thank you for the luvs, and I will continue for you and for everybody who loves this story! XD
Albert L: Again, thank you for the positives! XD
Bounty Rook: my friend you have no idea how screwed people really are.
JessesanMan: Probably so, but Vlitra is for all intents and purpose, a shape shifter, she can turn into her true form, or change into a little girl the next, with not, but a thought, she could be caught taking a bath in the middle of a huge waterfall, and she isn't going to care if bystanders saw her.
MorrigansMind: Wish granted, here you go, a new chapter, fresh out the oven.
And if you guys and gals enjoyed this chapter, please dont forget to add me to your favorites and put on a review if you want to, as well as PM me if you want to, and tell me if I should fix anything that is out of place
With that done, I shall bring you a preview, Durga! You know what to do!
Durga: Of course, Vajra. (placing fists in front of her mouth with a cough)
[Preview]
~Cue Music: In your belief~
Episode 4: Serina's resolve.
"An innocent soul burdened with tragedy, and with the vow of revenge against the Branwen tribe, two years have passed since Serina learned under Vlitra's care and guidance, being taught on how to fight the strongest foes and survive through the harshest conditions the world throws at her, making her strong enough to protect herself. Vlitra then soon reveals Serina of her true-self as she harnesses the power that was once wielded by her mighty ancestor that fought against the will of the planet in the past, while forming an even stronger bond with her master in the process, but they were discovered by a mysterious figure, who's motives are considered unknown."
Screen Image: Vlitra spars with Serina who -is now fifteen years old- had a change of wardrobe trying to outmaneuver her teacher from the punches being thrown at her while giving out punches in return with enough force that made booming shockwaves, then it shows Serina climbing on top of the coldest mountain in All of Atlas with only her bare hands. Inside a cave with a campfire in between them, Vlitra tells her of the times of the demigods and their natural enemies known as the impure Gohma, leaving her enthralled by the true history that Remnant has long since forgotten. Next reveals the duo sleeping close together with the looks of trust and contentment, the two were walking through a wooded path until they stumble upon a shadowed figure in front of them covered in mystery.
~Cue Music End~
The Will of Remnant