Chapter 6!

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May: amv4eva doesn't own pokemon!

Drew: or Mulan.

Ash: or any food.

Me: I've got some granola bars.

Ash: That's healthy! No way!

Me: Then go ahead and starve. You eat enough. Anyhoo, on with the story!

Dedicated to: cute-azn-angel!

Enjoy!

Chapter 6

The army was walking along a valley just before leaving the mountains. The ground was still covered with snow. They had all been silent since the village. It was as if a blanket had been thrown over them, obliterating the all noise. Even their footfalls were silent.

Drew couldn't believe that his father, his hero, was dead. He was too good to be lost, too important to China, the leader of the best army. Drew suddenly realized that with his father and his men gone, the people following him were China's last hope for survival. He turned and looked at them all, his eyes lingering on Matt a second longer than the others.

There was something weird about that Matt guy. Something Drew just couldn't put his finger on. It wasn't that he had gone from pretty much zero to hero. It was that Matt seemed… almost more sensitive to others. Drew wondered if he had always been like that. There was also the way Matt looked, with his big blue eyes. But then again, Drew had known a boy like that when he was a kid so it really didn't make much difference…

"General, DUCK!" Jack suddenly yelled. Drew looked up and saw an arrow whizzing towards his head. He bent down just in time.

"LOOK!" May shouted, pointing to the top of a hill in front of them there was a long line of people running along the top of it. One of them had vividly purple hair-

"Harley!" Drew yelled to the men "IT'S HARLEY! GET READY!" The entire army pulled out their swords and braced for the battle of their lives. Drew put his helmet back on and slid off Roselia.

May's heart was beating a drum roll in her chest. She had never felt so scared, so alive. She would have never thought she would be at this battle if she wasn't there right then. Do it for Dad. May told herself. If it wasn't for pure gut and nerve, she wouldn't be here.

Harley's men let out a yell and charged. So did May, Drew, Jack, Ash, James, and the rest of the army. They met in the middle with a wild noise of metal on metal. May had gotten back-to-back with Drew.

"Hey, Drew!" May said as calmly as possible as she tried to stop a man with a deep scar running across his forehead from chopping off her arm.

"Yeah?" Drew asked as he turned around and knocked the sword out of May's attacker's hand. They glanced at each other, then held up their swords as if to run him through. Scar-head screamed and ran away.

"What's the battle plan?" May asked as about ten more goons came their way. Drew shot her a look.

"We stay alive!" He yelled as he ran forward to kick can. May smiled after him and followed.

The Chinese army was winning, but the Huns seemed to be willing to fight to the death. May was really impressing herself- she turned off her mind and let her training and instincts do the work. She swung up her leg and kicked the scar head (who had gone after her again) in the mouth. He fell to the ground, groaning and spitting blood.

May was being charged at all the time, probably because she seemed to be the best fighter, following Drew. She was moving her sword so fast that it was a silver blur, with sweat pouring down her face. She had never felt this exhilarated. She wondered if she was actually good at fighting or pumped up on pure adrenaline.

Harley suddenly caught sight of May beating his soldier's butts. He ran over to her, and before she could react, slashed her side. May had been able to move out of the way before it caused any serious damage, but was knocked off balance and fell to the snow. She felt something warm trickle down her side.

Harley stood above her, smiling evilly, raising his sword to kill her. May looked behind him and saw a snow covered mountain. May got a sudden idea. She smirked, and tripped him. Harley fell down pathetically, and May scrambled up and sprinted to the ammunition wagon. She ripped open the door and grabbed the biggest missile there was.

"What are you doing?!" Max asked, peeking out from behind a stack of arrows.

"How long have you been there?!" May asked in surprised. "Never mind, I need you!" She grabbed the dragon before he could speak.

She ran out and positioned the missile. She only had one shot, and the mountain was two hundred feet away. Harley saw her and started running over.

"Max, breathe fire!" May said desperately.

"What? Why?" Max asked dumbfounded. Harley was getting closer-

"AARGH! Forget it!" May yelled frustrated. She grabbed Max and squeezed him like a sponge. Blue fire erupted from his mouth and set the wick on fire. By then, Harley had reached her, and was raising his sword to deliver his final blow.

The missile fired off. It missed Harley's head by inches and singed his hair.

"EXCUSE ME!!! Do you know how hard it is to keep this hair perfect?" Harley screeched. May tried not to laugh. Was this guy for real? "Anyway," Harley continued, "You missed, little man."

May smirked a smirk Drew would have been proud of and said, "Who said I was aiming at you?" Above them came a rumbling like thunder, and little chunks of snow started to fall. Harley was so shocked that he was frozen. May took this as her chance.

"AVALANCHE!" May yelled as she stood up and ran. A huge piece of snow fell down and landed on top of him and knocked him flat.

Snow was falling fast, right at May's heels as she ran for cover under a rock with a few of the survivors, including Ash, Brock, Jack, James, and Akito. But someone was missing-

"Where's General Drew?" May asked as soon as she got her breath back.

"We don't know." Brock said worriedly.

"There!" Ash cried, pointing out at the snow. Drew was still out there, fighting to get cover. A huge snowdrift suddenly knocked him over.

"We have to help him!" May said, looking at them all. They nodded, and May was the first to leap out to the snow.

The snow was being split apart by rocks like water, and Drew had managed to grab one. He suddenly saw where the snow was going. There was a hundred foot cliff that they hadn't noticed before, and that was where the snow was going over. Drew gripped the rock tighter.

"Drew!" a voice yelled. Drew spun his head around and saw Matt falling towards him. Matt smacked his face on the rock when he hit it. Drew was both amused and concerned.

"You alright Matt?" Drew asked, trying to keep the laughter out of his voice.

"Oh, peachy." Matt said as he pried her face away. "Saw more dead people than I ever saw in my life, almost got killed about fifteen times, and now you and I are clinging to a rock for dear life!"

"What was going through your head?" Drew asked. He didn't know whether Matt had a plan or missed Harley and got lucky.

"I killed Harley." Matt answered. "A big piece of snow fell on him."

Drew felt excitement explode in his stomach, then died when he saw it. "Speaking of big pieces of snow-" He never finished his sentence. A huge snowdrift barreled down on them and pulled them off, speeding for the cliff.

Just before they went over, May grabbed Drew's hand, and with the other, grabbed the edge of the cliff. Fortunately, that was the last of the snow, so nothing more came over the side. Unfortunately, she was starting to slip.

"I'm slipping!" May cried.

"Then get a better grip!" Drew said, giving in to his panic for a minute.

"HELP!" They shouted in unison.

Ash, Brock, Jack, James, and Akito appeared at the edge.

"What are you doing down there?" Akito asked with a rude smirk on his face. Like Ms. Hitoshi, May had reached the end of the line with him.

"HELP ME #$&$& OR I WILL SHOVE MY FOOT UP YOUR &$$ !" May roared.

Ash, Jack, And Brock fell onto the ground laughing, and James helped them up.

"Thank you, James." May and Drew said.

"You tell him, Matt." Jack said as he stood up chortling. "Don't take crap from anyone."

May grinned. "Thanks, Jack." She started to walk, but a spasm of pain in her side made her fall to the ground, clutching an area right below her ribs.

Drew gasped, and knelt down. He moved her hand and gasped. The gash that Harley had made was swollen and bleeding. "Matt's injured!" he said. "Get the paramedics!"

May grit her teeth, the pain in her side was so much. She felt herself beginning to lose consciousness. She saw Drew with his green eyes wide with worry, biting his lip. Then the world went black.

…L…

May was lying on something soft. She still felt the pain in her side, but it had died down a lot. Her entire body felt heavy. She realized that she was still wearing her armor. She felt bandages around her stomach, and where the slash was, some blood had bled onto her shirt.

May opened her eyes. She was in her tent, lying on her sleeping bag. But she wasn't alone.

"Matt?" a voice said. May turned her head and saw Drew. He looked very relieved to see her awake. "It's good you're alright. You've been out for a few hours and I was getting worried." He explained as May sat up.

"Thanks, Gener-" But May stopped, horrified. She had forgotten to use her fake voice, and had used her regular one.

She had given herself away.

DUN DUN DUN! Oh no! What's going to happen to our favorite brunette soldier?

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