Destiny of the Earthmates

by SuperMastour

Two Kingdoms, both powerful, and both with one goal in mind... The acquisition of the continent's most rare and valuable resource, the powerful Earthmate. Will their plans be for good or for evil? Will the prime Earthmate family be able to stand the events that will shake it forever?

12. Inside the Fortress

Destiny of the Earthmates

Inside the Fortress

Chapter 12

"Damn it!" the Great Marine leader slammed the table in fury, seeing his marine troops being slaughtered on all the crystal balls,

"We're taking casualties!" one of the marines in the ball yelled,

"There's too many of them!" another one in an adjacent ball screamed,

"Requesting reinforcements!" a last one added, "We need to bail! Bail!" he started to run.

"Tactical retreat of all forces!" the Great Leader yelled, "I repeat, Tactical Retreat, do you copy, marines!?"

"AUGH!" a marine screamed as he was struck,

"Rah!" another continued as he took down a Pseudo, only to be taken down by the one supporting it.

"Retreat!" all the marine leaders in the balls yelled, and the troops started to high tail it out.

"Argh!" A marine from the Omicron Squad yelled as he tried to hold back his team's lines.

0(Zoom in to The Same Omicron Marine, inside the Dark Moon Facility)0

"Time to die!" a woman screamed, an Elven Pseudo, who used her already incredible athleticism now enhanced with Earthmate blood to leap a good 20 feet horizontally,

"Dwah!" the Omicron Marine was knocked to the ground by the elf, "Damn!" he grabbed her arms in order to push her off,

"Ahhh!" the Pseudo Elf yelled as she tried to get a hold of the marine's neck, planning to strangle him,

"RAH!" the Omicron Marine was in the fight for his life as he started to fall under the Pseudo's immense strength,

"I got you now!" the Pseudo laughed evilly as she got ever so closer,

"I can't-stop!" the Omicron Marine groaned, using the last of his strengths in an all out effort to push her off,

"Wah!" the Pseudo slipped, which sent her face plummeting towards the soldiers,

"Mmph!" the Omicron Marine's eyes shot open as the two touched lips,

"Hey!" another Marine came up and saw the scene, "Wha!?"

"Ah..." the Pseudo said in awe, "Wow..." her eyes returned to normal,

"What in the world..." the Omicron Marine said in confusion as his enemy helped him up,

"My name is Kylia..." the Pseudo said nervously, "I'm... I'm an elf..." she stammered and pushed back her hair to show her ears,

"Um..." the Omicron marine was still deeply perplexed, "Hello?"

"What are you doing?" the other Marine growled, "That's a hostile!" he kept his crossbow fixed on the woman,

"Oh no!" the Pseudo gasped, "I am not your enemy!" she hugged the Omicron Marine,

"Woah! Woah!" the Omicron Marine stepped back, "Hey!"

"Do... do you not... love me?" the Pseudo said in heartbreak, and her eyes were slowly returning to the original fierce blue hostile state,

"No No No!" the Omicron marine said, trying to avoid another encounter, "That's not what I meant, its just that..."

"Hostiles in bound!" the other Marine alerted as some Pseudos entered the area,

"Take this!" one of the hostile Pseudos yelled and threw a spear,

"ARGH!" the other Omicron Marine screamed as the weapon pierced his chest, knocking him to the ground,

"No!" the Omicron Marine yelled and dove for cover to gain a vantage point,

"Hey!" the Pseudo elf called out to him, "Wait for-"

"Watch out!" the Omicron Marine yelled and quickly dashed,

"Huh?"

"RAH!" the Marine screamed as an arrow struck him in the chest as he dove in front of the Pseudo elf, effectively protecting her from the cross fire.

"No!" the Pseudo screamed in horror as her newfound love fell to the ground,

"Argh..." the last marine of the Omicron team fell to the ground, "Ahh..." he groaned, "Damn..." he looked at the arrows sticking out of his lower abdomen,

"No! No! No!" the Pseudo fell on her knees to attend him, "This can't be! You love me! You can't die!"

"It looks like I am..." the Omicron Marine groaned, "Oh boy..." he winced in pain, "Well... I guess... This is it." he mumbled, "Hey.." he called for her attention,

she turned,

"Your eyes are damn beautiful." he smiled, then started to linger on a tight balance of life and death,

"No..." the Pseudo cried,

"Hey!" one of the other Pseudos called her, "Leave that heathen alone and come on!"

"But I love him..." the Pseudo mumbled and looked at his chest, which was moving with hard, labored breaths,

"Come on!" another one yelled, "He's a dead good for nothing! Let's go kill his other friends!"

The Pseudo Elf looked up at them, "He is not a good for nothing..." she growled, "And you're the ones that killed him!" she yelled and stood up, "You will pay!" she screamed and launched a huge surge of electric magic at the four,

"AAAHHHH!"

"RAHHHHH!"

"AUGH!"

"DWAHHHH!" The four Pseudos screamed as they were being shocked, and after a few seconds, they all fell down, dead.

"I won't let them harm you anymore..." the Elven Pseudo mumbled to the Omicron Marine, "We will live together... You'll be alright..." she spoke softly to him and picked the soldier up, then departed.

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"Sir!" one of the personal marines of the Great Leader called out to him, "You have to see this."

"What is it!?" the Great Leader, extremely troubled, responded harshly as he walked outside his tent, were he looked to the left and saw them.

"Those are Sechs..." the marine told him as the Dragoon soldiers walked towards them,

"Marine!" the Great Leader called for his own squad, which promptly arrived and aimed their crossbows.

"Wait!" a voice called out, it was Camus, who ran to meet the man,

"What's this!?" the Great Leader said, quite shocked to see a Noradian with them,

"Great Marine Leader!" Lt. Kings said, "We have come to your aid!"

"With Sechs soldiers!?" the Great Leader said, "Are you preposterous!? This is treason! We should have you killed!"

"Killed as bad as your men in there?" Raguna spoke out as he saw the massacre in the crystal balls,

"What do you know about that?" the Great Leader growled, "My Marines are the top of their class! They don't need the help of foreigners!"

"Doesn't look like it now." Mikoto said,

"Look, sir." Camus said, "These men are willing to help... Let them do that!"

"Aye sir." Sgt. Wilkes came forth, "We want to put whatever evil is in there out! You have seen it with your own eyes, and even though you do not want to believe it... It's a real threat." he informed, "Let my Dragoons help your men out."

The Great Leader looked to the sky, contemplating the decision, then he remembered the screams and cries of his men through the crystal balls,

"Fine..." he capitulated, "It's a deal." he said and then pulled out a map, "My marines were sent through the front gates... About 12 units.. Each with six men, including leader and communications wizard."

"I have 8 units." Sgt. Wilkes responded, "With 8 men, including leader and wizard."

"Send them in behind the Marines for support." the Great Leader said, "Hey, you!" he pointed to one of his personal marines, "Contact the surviving units! Tell them reinforcements are on the way!"

"Yes sir!" the marine saluted and walked to the crystal balls, "Any surviving Marine units! There are reinforcements heading your way! Though they may not be wearing recognizable armor, they are friendly!"

"I'll accept anyone! Hell!" one of the Marine leaders responded, "As long as they don't have blue glowing eyes!"

"Roger that!" another added,

"Then let them go!" the Great Leader told Sgt. Wilkes,

"Alright!" Sgt. Wilkes nodded, then turned to his forces, "Let's go help these Nories fight the King's monsters! And maybe show 'em what a true elite force does!" he kicked some dirt at the Marines,

"Oorah!" the Dragoons responded, and they started to head for the castle.

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"Stay together, Pi Team!" the Pi Leader told his marines as they took heavy arrow volleys, "We're almost to the gates!"

"Augh!" a marine screamed when he was struck by an arrow in the neck,

"AH!" another was struck down by a Pseudo, who had used the cover of arrows to advance,

"Ha!" a marine started to fight of two Pseudos at a time, a losing battle,

"Take this!" one of the Pseudos delivered a blow that cracked the Marine's sword,

"What!?" the marine said in shock,

"Prepare to die!" the other Pseudo raised his bladed, "HA-"

BOOOM!

"AUGH!" the two Pseudos fell to the ground, dead.

The Pi Marine Leader turned to see what the hell happened, only to see a group of Dragoons behind them, handgonnes smoking,

"We took out the archers for you too." the Dragoon leader informed, "Now, what squad are you?"

"Pi squad." the Pi Leader responded, "Are you guys the reinforcements?" he asked,

"Yes.." the Dragoon Leader responded, "I guess we're part of your squad now..."

"I guess you are." Pi Marine Leader chuckled "Now, we can continue our assault! Let's move it!" he told his marines, who's hopes were renewed with the arrival of help.

However, that help would not last long...

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"Those fools.." Gilbert chuckled as he sensed the growing human rune signature in the area, "They can- what's this?" he concentrated harder, "They're here!" he said in surprise, "Raguna and Ivan are here! And the Vampirette too!" he smiled, "Great. Oh Aden, Kyle, Mikus, and Rihne!" he called out the Earthmates, "Go and take down my enemies! Avenge Freya too!"

"Yes sir!" the Earthmate warriors responded and ran out with amazing speed,

"I'll stay here and attend our child." Gilbert smiled as he rubbed the glass of the capsule containing the Child, "You're almost ready... I can sense it." he mumbled...