I tried to make Yuuno epic...
Please tell me if it was an epic fail or not, so review!
I don't own, If I did, Yuuno would've had a lot more screen time. BTW- see a series called Heroman, I swear, The main character is frigging Yuuno. same hair and eye colour and same kind of attitude.
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The Unknown Hero
Chapter three
Blue video screens sprang to life over the street.
"Civilian please evacuate to shelters!" a TSAB ground commander announced. "Several squads of gadgets have appeared over the city. I repeat, all civilians please evacuate to shelters!"
Panic erupted on the street. Confusion reigned as all the happiness of the day vanished. Several tense minutes of havoc passed. I weathered the rush of people, reading myself to erect barriers to protect the population if necessary.
Someone further down the street yelled in terror. "Gadgets! They're coming this way!"
The flow of people reversed the other way up the street, fleeing from the machines. With my feet planted firmly on the sidewalk I endured the blunt force of many bodies pressing against me. Someone else screamed.
"They're this way too!"
"They're firing!"
"IRON DEFENCE."I thundered.
My pale green bubble encompassed the length of the boulevard keeping out the gadgets for the time being. Multitudes of energy beams collided with the barrier.
Confused voices muttered around me. The crowd was still.
I took a deep breath and for the first time in a long time, I launched myself into the sky. Instantly, the crowd's eyes were on me. I twitched out of pure habit. Burying my nervousness, I raised my voice.
"I've erected an Iron defense over the street. Please grab all your belongings and family members. I'll set up a teleport array in the meantime."
Panicked as they were, they obeyed instantly, not bothering to question me. I thought I could see the face of that man from earlier staring at me, questioning. I had said I was no Combat mage but I carried myself like one. Ignoring the man, I closed my eyes, calculating the immense mathematical equations required for a dimensional transfer of this size.
Several green circles spiraled to life on the ground. The pale green midchildian transport circles glowed faintly colouring the air a calming green.
"Please get on one of the arrays. Quickly! It'll transport you near to a shelter."
The crowds compressed onto the magic circles obediently. I exhaled.
"Spatial Teleportation array, activate."
The circles lit up, staining the air greater with my soothing green. The next second, I was standing alone on the street. Without people to protect, I drew my iron defense closer to preserve my mana.
Rolling my shoulders, I prepared myself within my green bubble. I wasn't going to let these gadgets advance further. I quickly stretched out my kinks, wincing at every crack.
"...And that's what I get for retiring." I grinned dryly.
Is it just me or are they swarming around me?
I had no barrier jacket and hadn't seen combat for some time, but there are some skills that never leave you. Battle experience was one of them. I sank into a stance, preparing my strategy. I was a defensive mage; I knew absolutely no truly aggressive spells.
This was going to be hard.
Not impossible, but hard.
A red screen blinked into existence besides me, catching me off guard. A dark shadowed figure grinned at my surprise.
"Ah, Yuuno Scrya I presume?"
"Eh?" I blinked.
"I take that as a yes." The dark figure chuckled and folded his arms in a businesslike manner, his face remaining in shadow. "Now Mr. Scrya I have some business deals to inform you of."
"Business deals?"
"Yes. You see, quite a large number of people want you dead."
Numb shock. What? I didn't do anything to annoy people. I went out of my way to smile and be pleasant to people, even the higher ups. It didn't make sense! Who would have a grudge against me?
"You know too much information. Just thought you might want to know why you're going to die."
The assassin was all business now.
"As per my contract, you will perish here, Yuuno Scrya!" he announced dramatically.
The scarlet vid screen vanished.
"What…just happened?" I muttered. "These gadgets are all after me?"
Several of them were ramming my shield, seeking to overwhelm me with AMFs and superior numbers. I needed to figure out my plan of action NOW. I was quite resistant to AMFs due to my prolonged time in the Library's upper levels where sealed Lost Logia were stored. Even so, I couldn't sit here forever if this attack was my fault. I had three choices.
Use my barrier armour, a set of intensely manipulated barriers and shields formed into impenetrable armour for close range combat. I'm not too good at close though…
Teleport the gadgets into outer space? Bad idea.
Use that combat spell…
I sighed. I didn't want to use the only combat spell I had available to me but I had no choice. I held out my hand, palm upwards, and announced firmly.
"I summon page one hundred and eleven of the Hades Tome."
With a glow of dark energy a single page appeared above my hand.
During an archeological dig I had been called in to investigate some anomaly. Instead I found the master of the Hades Tome in a frozen stasis. By accident, I released him. To pay back his debt he granted me the use of a single page in his tome. A combat spell just in case I even needed it.
It only had one use before the page returned to its tome.
I had to make it count.
With a brief scan of the already memorized words I began the chant.
"That is not dead,
Which can eternal lie,
But in strange forgotten eons
Even death may die."
"Eon Chains, Engage!"
I dropped my barrier. Instantly the gadgets opened fire. Without thinking I raised my arm to call a round shield, but what appeared before my palm was anything but. A simple dark pentagram magic circle blazed to life. Automatically, chains erupted from the pentagram, slicing through the bullets and striking at the machines themselves, tearing through them with a frightening ease. Dark green chains rose up with a mere thought, blocking another barrage.
Information was flowing through me with maddening intensity. It hit me like a brick to the head. Raging darkness and insanity seeking to overwhelm its host.
diediediediedie-
"SHUT UP!" I roared, clutching my head.
Around me my new found weapons went berserk, spiraling and slashing in a thick spiderweb of chains. More appearing and filling the sky. Lazily, several lengths wrapped around my arms. The voice almost seemed to purr.
You're not going anywhere.
Furiously I grabbed a length, ignoring the chafe on my bare hands, and pulled. The effect was immediate though not exactly intended. The network enveloping the sky constricted. The Gadgets were crushed with a ruthless efficiency. Nearly two dozen units exploded from the crash, painting the sky a brilliant orange. The voice cackled.
More! More! Burn you maggots!
Its insane laughter rent the scorched atmosphere. The sheer insanity and wrongness of the laugh made me shudder. What magic type was this? It matched neither magic systems and was currently screaming for him to wreck havoc on the world. Was this Axel's magic? How could he live through such insanity and yet not lose his own?
Transport circles appeared from nowhere and then the sky was filled again. The vicious magic purred with glee. Before I could stop it an insane cackle forced its way up my throat. Horror filled me, what was happening to me? I grabbed another handful of chains an yanked it downwards. The so-called 'binds' rent the world, Slashing claws across sky. Wrecks littered the ground and flames dyed the sky scarlet.
More kept coming.
A stray bullet grazed my arm, drawing blood. In an instant the bloodcurdling voice was gone. Unsteady as I suddenly regained control of my body, I staggered in the air. My thoughts were my own and free of the corrupted presence once more.
A bolt of pure agony seared my face. A suicidal unit rammed me and joined its brethren by exploding. Problem? It was floating in front my face.
"WOOOOAAAAAAAAH!"
...and I was introduced to my nice friend the wall. And then the wall decided 'Oh no , that's not good enough, let's drop a building on him!'. Lying in a crater on the wall which had nearly folded in two from the impact, I looked up.
"I have a feeling I should be cursing some higher entity for this but right now, I don't care anymore."
...and then the building fell on me. THANKS WALL. (note sarcasm)
Okay, that hurt.
Lying, half crushed under rubble with blood staining my frame I simply sighed. Anyone else might've started to curse or complain. I? I just accepted it like I did all my other pains and blocked it off. I raised my arm in the little space I had.
"Come, my chains of Eon."
A flash of the darkened green pentagram and a shriek of chains. The rubble exploded. A few of those infernal machines received stones to their face and crumpled like tin cans.
Gritting my teeth, I forced myself to rise out of my crater. Blood was dripping down my face and mingling with my sweat. My right eye wasn't opening. I refused to think about what had probably happened to it.
Determination raged in my remaining eye. I was NOT going to die like this.
Once again my dark chains of Eon rose up beating back the assaulting machines. They lashed through the air, crushing or beating them into submission. Piles of fallen gadgets littered the street, yet they still came.
Idly I wondered if Hayate was okay. She had most likely rushed off to take command of the situation. The rush of determination was fading. Now that I thought about it, my death would have no real consequences. Someone new would take over the Library and that would be that. The only mourner would be Hayate, no one else would miss me.
My charges were becoming reckless as I sought to end it all. Ether those gadgets would fall or I would. Though I was leaning in favour of the latter at the moment. I accumulated dozens of minor injuries and grazes during this vicious airborne dogfight that I ignored and went on. Heaps of the fallen coated the street with wreckage. I felt strangely at peace with these thoughts.
I was fighting for my life over a city I loved yet I didn't care. My health was never one of my main priorities anyway, It was somewhere down by tenth if it even made it onto the list at all.
Flames heated the air to a uncomfortable stifle. I was fighting over a flaming wasteland, standing on a hill of my foes, destruction ravaging the street.
Even as I said I wasn't going to use my armour, I was still forced to summon the gauntlets to knock away gadgets that tried to ram me. The interlocked glowing green sigils faded in and out as I summoned them as needed.
"Yuuno!" A voice yelled anxiously.
"NO, Hayate! Get out of here!"
Hovering in all her grace with her knight armour she paused, surprise crossing her face. Then she saw me. I could see the horror in her eyes. My breaths were coming in short gasps now. I had no idea how long I had been fighting, but I was most likely looking horrible. My blood was staining my clothes and my favourite coat she had cleaned only yesterday had become tattered.
"Get out of here!" I pleaded.
I didn't want her to see this. Either my death or the sight of the peaceful librarian tearing through the metal army ruthlessly I didn't want her to see.
The gadgets noticed the SS rank mage and some deviated from their prior objective of my demise to rush after her.
"DON'T TOUCH HER!" A lethal swipe of my hand summoned more of the dark green chains that punched through steel as if it were butter.
My hand clenched over my chest, my linker core was running dry I had no more than five minutes left airborne. A dull ache had taken over my body, protesting at the low mana reserves.
"Yuuno, you have to get out of there!"
"I can't." I admitted simply.
"They're after me."
With those words I turned my back to her and summoned one last set of the chains, sending them forward on a suicidal last attack. Dozens more fell, explosions shattering the air. The dull ache was now a sharp stabbing in my chest.
I turned and out of the corner of my eye, I saw one of the last gadgets preparing to fire.
Hurry up and fire goddammit! I thought with uncharacteristic impatience. End it all…
Then I noticed its trajectory. No…
A flash of adrenaline granted me enough strength to perform a short-range teleport. Linker core howling, I flashed between Hayate and the gadget just as it fired. With no barrier jacket and no mana for any kind of shield, pure agony slammed through me. My soft intake of breath was enough for Hayate to whip around. Her eyes widened in shock. She raised her hand as if to catch me.
"Yuu…no?"
I looked downwards. Scarlet blossomed across my chest staining my shirt. I looked at my childhood friend through my remaining pain-blurred eye and smiled happily. She was okay.
With a peaceful smile I finally closed my remaining eye and fell into the long awaited blissful darkness.
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R&R and I might put the next chapter up early!
I rewrote the fight scene to introduce the corrupted magic that Axel uses.