Chapter 30: They Who Were Feared Most By All

It's been five years since the last of the WarMongers brigade was declared dead after going mission in the midst of battle. Almost from the instant they were gone the war went downhill for the Mountains. Five long years of war and a depression starts for the losing side. But the rumors form the front lines sent a ripple of hope through the country.

"Did you hear? New warriors! With powers of the gods!"

"One emptied the battlefield of enemies on his own."

"And they're on our side?"

"Yeah, they can do almost anything."

"Each ones got their own specialty."

"Powers of the gods!"

"Who are they?"

"Powers of the gods!"

"Why now? Why on our side?"

"Powers of the gods!"

"How many of them are there?"

"Word is twelve. They say they're the WarMongers."

"Powers of the gods!"

x-X-x

Twelve men sat in an old bunker. It sat unused for the past five years, but they felt at home. Each had black fighting pants, and long sleeved shirts, all having hoods to conceal their faces. The door burst open and the general of the past seven years walked in. None of the twelve rose at his presence, few even acknowledged that he was there.

"What the hell is going on? Who are you? Why are you here? Who said you could use this bunker?" the general demanded.

"We're here to help with the war. We are who we are. And this place was empty for five years, it could use some occupants," one of the twelve said.

"If you're helping in this war, than you're under my command," the general said.

"Hell no. I'm not your damn underling," another of the twelve said.

The general paused for a moment, 'Who the hell are these people?' he thought as he took a few more steps into the bunker, shutting the door behind him. "How did you do all that on the battlefield? We've never won a battle that fast. It was amazing," the general said.

"That's why we're here, to help the Mountains win," a third man said.

"But how? How did you do all that?" the general asked.

"Once the war is over, we'll start teaching people. When there is peace, we'll teach those from both countries. From all countries," the second man said.

"What! Teach the enemies? No way in hell am I going to let you do that!" the general yelled.

"They won't be the enemy when we teach them," the first man said.

"You even try it, you even consider it for another day, and I'll have you all killed for treason, no mater what you can do out there," the general said before turning and walking out.

"I'll tell you the plan tomorrow then!" a fourth man said.

"Don't provoke him, we still gotta take his rules, even if we use them as guidelines," the first man said.

"Come on, anyone of us would be a better general," the fourth man said.

"Yeah, but none of us can be, we're not in the army now," the second man said.

"I'm gunna get him, and I'm gunna do it tomorrow," the fourth man said.

"Don't push him," the third man said.

"Hey, it's not my plan, I'm just the one to do it," the fourth man said.

"If you kill him…" the first man said.

"All that'll happen is fear of us, and hopefully a new general. Either by resigning or by being removed from his seat. If he dies, it won't be by my hand," the fourth man said.

x-X-x

The next day, after the other army had retreated for the day, the fourth man sought out the general. He found him in his office, and grinned as he walked up to his desk.

"Just to let you know, in case you're wondering where I am, I'll be across enemy lines teaching them my fighting style, while the others remain here," he said.

"Well, thanks for letting me know," the general said.

The fourth man nodded and left the office, once he was in the street he was tackled from behind by the general, "that's treason! You're going to the guillotine!" the general yelled as two soldiers lifted the now handcuffed fourth man off the ground.

"Be sure to invite my friends, I want them to see the show," the fourth man said.

The general scowled and the soldiers carried the fourth man away. A few minutes later the announcement was made, "traitor caught! Sentenced to guillotine at 6:00pm!"

"Damnit! Was this his idea of handeling it?" the first man asked the other ten as they sat in the bunker.
"We should go, I want to see if my plans still work," a fifth man said.

"Why wouldn't they?" the first asked.

"Things changed," the fifth man said.

Shortly there after they all got up and headed over to the Sentence Block, where the fourth man was to be killed. The eleven not captured men were first to the Sentence Block. As they waited, and the time drew closer and closer to 6, more and more people showed up. Apparently this was a rare and entertaining treat. Finally at quarter to 6 the general and the fourth man showed up.

The group of four men; general, prisoner, and two soldiers, made their way through the crowd and up to the stage where the guillotine waited. The fourth man was given his last rights. Then he spat on the generals boots. The cuffs where taken off his hands and he was put on the death bench on his chest.

"Do you want the hood with your head or body?" the general asked.

"Body please," the fourth man said.

The general grinned, "Head it is," he said waling away.

"Worked like a charm," the fourth man said with a chuckle.

The general untied the knot that held the rope which held the blade. He looked at his watch and waited the last few moments until dropping the rope, "Ready?" was all the warning anyone got before the blade was dropped.

It shot towards the earth and towards the fourth mans neck. The blade connected with his flesh and shattered into pieces. While everyone was still stunned from the shattering blade, the fourth man stood up and faced the crowd. He pulled back his hood revealing his black hair and yellow eyes.

"Greetings soldiers, my name is Dragoon, I am here to help you all win. That is the treason I committed," he said a wide grin on his face.

"That's a lie!" the general said.

"Really? Than what is my name?" Dragoon asked turning towards the general.

x-X-x

"He is always like this with the general," the second man said.

"Yes, but only the general. I wonder if they have past," the first man said.

"I can't see one," a sixth man said.

x-X-x

"I can't say, but you said you were going over to teach the Valleys you abilities," the general said.

"Hell no, I said that once peace was set, then I'd teach anyone, despite where they come from. And others can account for that," Dragoon said gesturing into the crowd.

"But you said you were going now, that's why I arrested you," the general said.

"If that's true, why am I not recaptured now? Perhaps because they heard what I said to you in your office, that I hoped for a quick end to the war?" Dragoon asked. And, as if to prove his point, turned and walked off the stage, no one making a move to apprehend him.

"What the hell are you?" the general asked.

"Innocent. And the punishment for trying to execute an innocent man is rather harsh," Dragoon said.

"Who, who are the others?" one person from the crowd asked.

"Care to show them?" Dragoon asked the other eleven.

The first man pulled down his hood revealing his red hair and blue eyes, "I'm Wiseman."

The second man pulled down his hood showing his brown hair and blue eyes, "Nomad," he said.

The third man showed his face revealing blond hair and brown eyes, "name's Frost."

The fifth man revealed his face showing his brown hair and green eyes, "call me Strag."

The sixth man showed his white hair and brown eyes, "I'm known as Sage."

A seventh man revealed his black hair and green eyes, "they call me Sin."

An eighth with blond hair and green eyes, "Grim's mine."

A ninth uncovered his brown hair and grey eyes, "Stone."

A tenth showed his red hair and yellow eyes, "they say it's Lax,"

An eleventh revealed his black hair and grey eyes, "I go by Dea."

And the twelfth showed his blond hair and blue eyes, "and I'm Edge," he said with a grin.

"What are you?" another man from the crowd asked.

"Warriors. Here to end this war and bring peace to the land," Wiseman said.

"No matter how we have to do it," Stone said.

"Let's go," Sin said and the other eleven followed him out of Sentence Block and back to their bunker.

x-X-x

"Did you hear? The fighting's over!"

"They said it was because of the newcomers."

"I heard they couldn't die."

"Yeah, they're immortal!"

"They do unnatural thing."

"Power of the gods."

"I heard that when the treaty is signed and peace is definite, they're gunna start taking students."

"Really? They're going to start teaching their abilities?"

"Impossible. They're not human, that's why they can do that."

"We should fear them, not thank them."

"But thank the gods they helped us!"

"Yes, thank the gods we were helped by these demons."

"But fear them, above all others. Fear these twelve warriors beyond any other fear you have."