Is he too OOC? If he is just let me know. Because he knows Avery already and thinks of her as one of his people. And Wyper may be all harsh and mean to people he doesn't know but he love s and will protect his people, besides he loves her and has a soft spot for her.
Chapter Nine: Sadistic Thoughts And Sadistic People
Avery was in the Upper Yard now and she was utterly lost. It had changed so much in the past six years. She'd bypassed the four named doors and went down an almost unnoticeable side path. She slowed the waver down and just watched all around her, looking for some enemy to jump out. If one did appear she just hoped that it was Enel or one of his four priests not that man. When Enel had come and taken over six years ago there were five others with him. The four priests and another man. Avery didn't know this man's name but she could never forget his face.
Her mind started to drift as she heard rustling in the bushed below her. Something was there. Something big. Ignoring her sense of better judgment she got close to the edge she was only going to take a peek then take off. She reached the edge and looked over. There was nothing too unusual down there, just some blue grass. Wait, blue grass? There's no such thing as blue grass. At least not in Upper Yard. And it wasn't swaying in the wind, there was no wind at the moment anyway.
Something sounded from behind her and Realization dawned on Avery. Light blue and dark blue strip. White hair or fur on the sides. She knew exactly what it was. And she slowly turned wither she would confirm her suspicions or she'd be horribly wrong and die. Or something. She turned. A loud and low sound emitted from what was before her. She had no time to react before it lunged. A scream ripped itself from her throat.
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Wyper grinned. Gan Fall was gone and so was a priest. Now was the time to enter. His warriors followed him and they made it in. The first of the three remaining priests came quickly. But something held Wyper back. He hesitated and all of his warriors blasted past him. Worry about Avery plagued his mind. If a priest had already showed up now, could it be possible Avery had already encountered one? Was she dead? Had he only gained her to loose her again? No. He shook those thoughts from his mind and raced after his warriors but when he nearly caught up to them he moved to the trees. The trap was visible to him. It was too late for his warriors, they were trapped.
He hid in a tree close by deciding his course of action. The priest spotted him. It was time to engage. Wyper jumped from the tree at the incoming man. His bazooka fired but it was useless. The priest dodged and Kamakiri yelled out a warning. Ignoring his friend he allowed the fire javelin to pierce his left shoulder. "An arm is all you want?" He questioned. As he looked in the priests eyes he felt a sadistic streak he didn't know he possessed. This priest could have killed Avery already for all Wyper knew. "Then you can have it." holding out his right arm Wyper put it to the other man's chest.
"An impact dial is useless." The priest warned with a cocky smirk. Wyper met it with his own.
"Reject." The simple, two syllable word left Wyper's lips and put a look of horror upon the priest. Wyper pushed and the impact set the dial off. Wyper landed perfectly holding onto his right shoulder. The impact had hurt it. But he accomplished what he'd meant to. The priest would not be waking up again.
With the priest defeated the strands of cloud that held his warriors in place evaporated. They fell to the ground and without saying anything Wyper took off. He was disturbed with himself. The sadism he'd felt when thinking he'd lost Avery again and the fact that for a few moments he had no longer cared about the bell. He hadn't ever thought of anything above ringing the bell. Even when he'd wanted to wed Avery. But he felt that was because he knew that he would ring it and not ever loose her. Not one of the Shandian's would dare to hurt her and God's guardians wouldn't either but now that there was a chance...
Wyper pushed himself harder as he raced to get ahead. His priorities changed. Find Avery, kill Enel, ring the bell. What a difference within the few minutes he'd been in the forest. From being on the bottom Avery had become his top priority. Even above Enel. But he knew that if Enel was the God for the rest of eternity as long as Avery was with him he could live with it. He had deeply missed her.
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Wyper waited. He was seated in the waver Avery had always used. In front of him was the Upper Yard. She couldn't be dead. She couldn't have sunk into the white sea. Everyone had to be wrong. Avery was too, she was... Avery just couldn't. And that was that. No one could tell him otherwise. So here he was. Sitting and waiting for the third day in a row.
Avery had to be stuck in the Upper Yard. That was what was going on. She was hiding from the priests, trying to make it to the coast to get away. That's what was true. Wyper was here waiting for her. At this cape they'd always met if they were meeting. But they weren't meeting. And Avery wasn't coming. Wyper knew it but he couldn't accept it.
The sun was setting so he got up and turned the waver, heading back to his village. He'd go back tomorrow. She'd be there waiting with tears streaming down her pretty little face. Balling about how scared she was.
But she wasn't. Going to be there that is. She wasn't going to be balling her eyes out crying for him, at least not on the Vearth. On the blue sea was another thing. But he wouldn't be able to hold her and tell her everything was alright. No one was. Not a single person would be there to comfort her because her father was hidden away, her protectors were dead or injured being held captive, and her only love was waiting for her at a place she was likely never to return to.
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It was late now. Late enough for the retreat to be called but it wasn't going to be called yet. In an hour or so it was. Wyper was helping several of his men when he heard it. Avery's voice. Quickly he dispatched the enforcers and ran her way. She was yelling at someone. There, in front of her, was an enforcer he wasn't like the mindless sheep ones. This enforcer was known as Kero. He was more sadistic than the thoughts that were passing through Wyper's mind. But for now Wyper couldn't do anything. He sat in hiding trying to figure out how to separate Avery and Kero.
Kero was a short man. He was taller than Avery, hell nearly everyone was, but he was strong. Stronger than Wyper's wingless little bird. The man's muscles were shown all the time for he was always shirtless and not a scar marred him. The White Barrett's pant's were his design and he sported a pair. The man's slicked back gray hair was never out of place, not even now. His mouth was twisted into a sickly grin as he looked down at Avery.
Her arm was pulled back and in the man's grasp. Kero's foot was placed on her back as she knelled. One of his hands held Avery's covered wrist and the other was just above her elbow. Wyper knew what Kero was going to do. He enforced the laws in Angle city. He'd done this many times to incapacitate a man from work and as a public display. If Kero managed to go through with this move Avery's left arm would be lame for the rest of her life. Wyper had to interfere.
He would never forgive himself if she was ever injured like that and he didn't stop it. Wyper raced from the tree towards the pair and Avery looked at him. Though Wyper could not see her eyes her agape mouth was enough to show her shock.
Kero knew that he had to finish the stupid girl fast. He slammed his hand down on her arm. He felt as the elbow shift, broken because no human's arm could withstand this pressure pushing in a way it should not, and it moved to that sickening angle that Kero loved. He felt himself harden. This was what he loved. Kero was truly sick. Wyper yelled And Kero looked at him. "Any closer and I tear it off!" Kero warned. Though in truth he was going to destroy it anyway. He pulled her arm as if to show Wyper he was serious.