Hey guys, you are probably really upset with me, and with good reason. I haven't been uploading lately, that is because my computer has been damaged lately, causing my letter keys to bug out. I am genuinely sorry for the inconvenience, and I hope that those of you loyal fans have stayed. I love reading reviews! if you have any tips, concerns, or just want to get a hold of me, the best way is through a message or a review. If you have a question you would like to be read by one of the characters, be sure to get it to me some how. THE NOBLE KNIGHT IS BACK BABY!
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Jack jogged along the burning streets, the orange glow burning his eyes and lips every second he inched near it. Even though he paid no mind to them, Jacks knew that the six cops, including Savion and Jerry, were following him close behind. The crackling of fire and the crashes of burning wood drowned out the sound of moaning from around a corner, just barely audible by Jacks. He rounded the corner with a quick pivot, revealing a singular Sin gnawing on something. The very second it saw the group, the Sin hissed and scurried away under a burning house, leaving something behind. Jacks walked toward the abandoned object slowly, looking around with every step to deter ambush. He knelt down to view the object, a small, yellow feather lying in a small puddle of blood. Jacks sighed, and picked himself up, as he did, he gripped his chest tightly and fell back to one knee, clenching his face muscles. The high temperature combined with all the running he had been doing caused Jacks lungs to begin bleeding slightly, causing abdominal stings. Jacks waited for the pain to stop before staggering to his feet by placing a hand on the downed knee.
"Are you alright Jackson?" Savion said, sweetly.
Jacks coughed into his arm, clearing blood from his mouth.
"Fine, fine, let's keep going." Jacks said, motioning to follow him as he continued walking.
"Hey, who made you captain?!" Jerry yelled, taking two big steps forward.
Jacks did not turn around, only slightly turned his head.
"I did, cuz' I'm the only one here who know how to fight these things, funny thing being, I'm the worst of my group." Jacks said, shrugging while still facing away.
This caused Jerry to actually follow, but he still had questions.
"S-so you actually know what these things are?!" Jerry said, pointing to the building the Sin had ran under.
"Now really isn't the time to be asking questions Captain Jerry." Jacks said, dodging the question.
"Hey, I'd just like to know who and what I'm fighting against to save some kid's family!" Jerry yelled again, restrained by Savion.
(Hmph, dejavu…..) Jacks thought to himself, reminded of the first day he had with the crew, the absolute confusion and distrust, he felt empathy for the poor bird.
Jacks simply walked along after, Jerry was reluctant, but complied. The squad of men and women walked the fiery streets, the officers afraid of their own shadows, and jerking towards any sound that emanated from the alleyways. Jacks had been holding his chest for quite some time now, stopping to rest every few minutes, this made Savion worry for the boy.
Savion was a generally kind hearted individual, always putting the health of others before his own, in fact, he joined the police force as a medic, not as an officer. Ever since he saved Jerry from a metal rod through the wing, they have been lifelong friends In the force.
"Jackson, are you sure you're alright? You look like you're in pain." Savion said, catching up to him.
"You can call me Jacks." Jacks said, ducking the question while continuing to walk.
Savion ignored his attempt at changing the subject.
"You're holding your chest like you are having a heart attack, you're sweating profusely, and you seem to have been coughing up blood." Savion said, trying to convince Jacks that he was not in good shape.
Jacks sighed, stopping the movement forward.
"Look Savion, I don't know you that well, but you're putting a lot of concern into me, that gives me a reason to trust you. I won't lie, I am pretty beat up right now, but I'm not worried about me, I'm worried about the people in the bank, and what will happen to them." Jacks semi-whispered, taking his helmet off.
"I appreciate the concern, but try not to worry about me too much if I'm not worried about myself." Jacks said, removing his hand from his chest.
Savion nodded, and an awkward stare off commenced until Jacks began the trek again. Surprisingly, they were not all that far away from the bank, the rounded the last corner to reveal the large stone building. They stood on a stretch of pathway, leading straight up to the bank, the entire group stood in absolute awe of the situation. Jacks, Savion, and Jerry stood in front, standing heroically while looking up the hill on which their objective stood.
(Hmph, super hero syndrome.) Jacks thought to himself.
Jacks began walking up the pathed hill to the place where his friends were held, followed by Savion and Jerry, followed by the other officers. The giant stone fortress got even larger the closer the got to it, the buildings Olympian style features becoming more predominant. Jacks heart beat fast in his chest, speeding up with every step he took, it was not from excitement this time, it was from genuine fear for his life.
"Be brave, be brave, be brave, be brave." Jacks shakily said the phrase over and over again, keeping the same stoic expression on his face as he marched up the large stone steps.
He reached the door, staring straight up at it, it was large enough to fit another house through. The police behind him looked frightened out of their skin.
Jacks turned around, and began to speak.
"Now, those of you who decided to follow me, once we enter this door, we will be fighting forces that you, hell, that I don't even understand. We have only seen one creature since we began the march here, so if I had to guess, the rest of them are in there, waiting for us. I can't promise that most of you won't die, I'm not even confidant that I'll make it out, but the bastards that burned our city are in there, and that's enough reason for me to kill as many as I can. If any of you…. Are afraid of losing your life, you should leave now." Jacks said, unleashing his inner inspiration.
None of the cops even moved.
"You are all very brave….. LET'S GO GIVE EM HELL!" Jacks screamed, raising his sword into the air and ramming the door open.
The rest of the squad, even Savion, rushed into the bank, yelling and hooting their way in. The war charge was ended when the lobby was empty, not a single Sin in sight as the yelling died out.
"You brought an entire group to a one on one? Now that's just rude." A voice came from seemingly nowhere, causing everyone to look around in fright.
"Why don't I thin down the numbers?!" The voice yelled.
As it did, black sludge fell from the ceiling onto the officers behind Jacks, Savion, and Jerry. Screams of pain could be heard as the cops tried to struggle their way out of the material, Jacks saw one cop's face reduced into nothing but a skull in less than two seconds. Each figure writhed in pain, trying to scrape the paste from their skin. When the acidic sludge dissipated, so did the screams, leaving nothing, not even bones, in the wake of the destruction.
"Ah, much better!" The calm, clear voice said.
As it did, a wolf creature dropped from the ceiling, hitting the ground on all fours before standing up on two legs. It finally looked up to be the wolf in the video, the same tendril ridden wolf that had captured everyone else.
"So, where are the rest of the Sin?" Jacks asked, anticipating an ambush.
The wolf shrugged.
"There weren't many, just a couple to tear that duck and rabbit to shreds, and they had already left. The rest was all me baby!" He said, fist pumping.
Jacks was taken back by the thought that this guy took down almost the entire group single handedly, but tried to play it off.
"She was a chicken." Jacks said.
"What?" The wolf tilted his head.
"She wasn't a duck, she was a chicken." Jacks repeated himself.
"Well, that's beside the point, I'm sure you wanna se your friends! And you will, AFTER, you give me that dagger." The wolf said aggressively.
"Why do you want it?" Jacks said, placing his free hand on the sheathe at his side.
"You could not even comprehend the power it possesses, I am the REAL owner of that blade, that pesky yellow rabbit stole it from me!" The wolf yelled, clenching his fist.
He finally had shed some light onto how the mysterious blade ended up in Jacks' hands. Jacks took a deep breath in, and looked to Savion and Jerry.
"You want it back, come and take it back!" Jacks yelled, swinging his sword diagonally to the right.
"Oh ho ho! I plan, to, but not here, why don't we get an audience!?" The wolf said before running through a door to the left.
The trio followed him through the door, the room was dark, until lights flicked on with a loud bang. Jacks shielded his eyes from the light, when his eyes adjusted, he looked forward to reveal the entire group in the same chairs they had been in.
"Guys!" Jacks said, rushing over to Foxy first, trying to undo the metal bindings around his wrists.
"Cummon Foxy! Why don't you just break the chair yourself, it's made of wood!" Jacks said, trying to find a release latch.
"What's the point?" Foxy said, sending chills down Jacks' spine.
Jacks said nothing as Foxy lifted his head up slowly, revealing his eyes were nothing but black orbs. Jacks fell backward to the ground.
"Ahuhuhuhuhu. You were an hour late, Jacks, so, I took an extra action!" The wolf said, jumping down from the ceiling again.
"What, did you do to him?!" Jacks yelled, Savion and Jerry rushing to his aide.
"Oh, nothing special, just drained him of all his hope, literally, oh, and I did it to all of them." The wolf said, like he was bragging.
"You, drained them, of hope?" Savion asked with great confusion.
"Oh yeah, all of it, they are basically nothing but husks now, waiting to die so I can have my fun with them, ooo, never done it with an OverLoad before!" The wolf said, clapping his hands together.
Jacks fell to his hands and knees, shaking heavily.
"Im…. Gonna… Kill you…." Jacks paused with each word, sniffing tears from his eyes.
"Oh I don't doubt it, but you still have two helpers…. Hmmm…. OH, I got it!" The wolf said, snapping his fingers.
Two puddles of sludge formed on the ground, two pillars slowly forming of bone and the black fluid. The combination then began to take shape, forming two horrifying sights at each side of the wolf.
It was a figure of Bonnie, and of Chica.
"Before this goes down, I should ask you, what's your name?" Jacks asked, looking at each black, bone filled figure.
"Haven't been called I name in a looooong time, but I think it was….. Zachary." The wolf said, taking a more serious persona.
"Hmph, are you guys sure you're willing to do this?" Jacks said, looking to Jerry and Savion, who haven't really said a word, caught in focus.
"Well, we can't just leave a kid to this guy."
"Agreed. Let's beat some ass." Savion and Jerry said, respectively.
Both trios ran in screaming, Jacks' battle for his family,
Was about to begin.