As Fast As Lightning

"No Grafl no!" Yelled Falma. He smacked the mushroom out of Grafl's hand before he ate it. "Don't you know that that's a mushroom filled with poison? Think!" Grafl exhaled loudly "C'mon Falma, I'm starving" he said while he rubbed his growling stomach. "I know that Grafl, I'm hungry too. But you can't go around eating everything that looks edible, think with your head not your eyes." Falma said pointing to his head as they walked down the forest. Falma was a tall lean fellow. He dressed himself in grey, steel armor with blue cloth at his waist. He wore dark gloves, using them to efficiently use his two long swords. He wore a dark red cape on his back. Falma has gold hair and brown eyes. In his hair he has a steel band that had a diamond shape in the front, but still steel. His friend Grafl had headband similar to a pilot: brown hat and goggles over them. He wore a black jacket over his undershirt, as well as a dark orange scarf. He had black gloves on with dark orange bands around the wrist, useful for handling his marksman pistol. He had an ammo belt at his waist. He wore black pants and black boots with orange laces. His hair was a little orange and his eyes were brown.

Falma and Grafl were best friends their entire life. They grew up in the same town and lived next door to each other. They always dreamed of being in the army together when they were older. "I want to be on the front lines going head-to-head with the bad guys" Falma would say. "Yea! And I'd be right behind you giving you support with my handgun, shooting the enemies from far far away!" Grafl used to chant. Their view of the army was exciting to them. They imagined themselves fighting the bad guys with ease; not taking any damage, nobody dying on their team, and nothing hurting them (physically or mentally).

That changed two years ago when they were 15. Falma and Grafl went exploring in a cave outside of town. "Damn Falma, this place is dark as hell". "Screw that Grafl, at least hell has fire to burn the place alive. This place feels like an abyss" Falma chuckled while walking down the cave with a torch. "Yea hehe I guess you're right on that one buddy" Grafl agreed nervously. He knew the torch would give eventually.

He jumped a little bit when he saw something in the corner "What the hell is that up there?!" Falma quickly turned the torch up to check. He punched Grafl with his left hand in the shoulder with average strength, not too light but not too strong either. "It's just a spider let's keep moving". "I'm sorry Falma my bad" Grafl felt bad but he was relieved.

They took another step and fell down a dark hole. "WAAH" they both screamed. Once Falma reached the bottom, he tried getting up fast to catch Grafl, but he couldn't do anything but break his fall. "CRAP! That hurt" Falma yelled. "At least you're alright Grafl, use the torch to look around a bit" Falma said as he handed the torch to him. He laid his back on a solid rock. Grafl saw two pathways and took the one on the right. When he got there he found nothing but skeletons. "Damn these people must have gotten really injured from the fall and never found their way out." He looked around and saw a couple cracks in a nearby wall. It looked like something was behind them. "Well what're you waiting for?" Falma asked from behind, making Grafl jump. "Don't do that you asshole heh" Grafl grinned as he punched Falma. He kicked the wall once and it cracked. "Hey I found some swords here." Falma said as he picked up some swords on the other side of the room. "They feel weird though hmm". Grafl gave it another kick, causing a small hole to open in the wall. It wasn't big enough to fit through. "What's this on the wall?" Falma questioned out loud. Grafl gave one final good kick and the wall was broken. It was only a smaller room, but it had a broken pedestal with some kind of weapon on it. "Hey look, it's a pistol!" "It's a marksman pistol Grafl, it's more difficult to reload but has more firepower and range." It had a belt around it, which Grafl put on after he took the pistol. The two weapons glowed a bit once they got out the small room. The part of the wall Falma saw lit up, in words. "Use these weapons for vengeance, not greed. Come back when it's time" Grafl and Falma read off the wall. "Time for what?" They both asked each other but neither of them knew. The cave started shaking, it was caving in! They ran out the room and took the left pathway they saw before. They found their way out the cave to a higher point. They had a view of their town...and it was horrible. Their town was being destroyed, broken down. They ran back to their town and saw bandits everywhere! Knocking down small buildings with their strongly wielded axes, one of them saw Falma and Grafl and went charging at them. Falma and Grafl looked at each other and nodded. Falma dashed for the enemy while Grafl stayed behind. The bandit horizontally swung at Falma, which he ducked underneath and slashed his legs. Grafl shot at that moment with his pistol, being able to predict both of their movements, shot the bandit with an electric bullet in the head. Falma drove his two swords in his chest. They cheered for an easy victory, this was just how they envisioned war and they liked it!

That changed when a strong figure came down from a broken building and punched Falma several yards back to Grafl. "Damn that punch hurt and felt like rock" Falma said grunting. Grafl reloaded his pistol while the figure slowly walked towards them. When he was right in front of Grafl he shot him in the head. The man stopped...and laughed. He took out the electric bullet and crushed it. He then picked up Grafl and threw him to the ground. Falma and Grafl were in horrible pain and couldn't get up. The man threw hard hitting punches left and right at them until they were inches into the ground and couldn't move. "This my friends, is what I like to call 'Elemental Advantage'. Earth type units like myself destroy thunder type units like you fools and the ones you live with. I show no mercy for weak beings like you two. ". He drove his elbows into both of them, making them coughed up blood. "Fear the Earth types you thunder wimps."

Leaving them to die, he went on to destroy their town and everyone in it. Falma and Grafl woke up a day later, lucky to be alive. They grieved for a couple hours as they walked around, and decided that from now on, they will be heroes. They will rescue anyone they can from being abused, attacked, or anything destructive and violent. Using their trusty gun and swords they trained for a year and set off to find people to help.

It was early morning and they were exhausted. "Grafl don't worry, I heard from traders that there's a village up ahead. Maybe they can cook us something, I have about 3,000 zel." Falma said trying to cheer him up. Slouching, Grafl said "Fine whatever. I just need some food buddy, another hour of this and you're carrying me". "You're funny as hell you know that?" Falma laughed. Grafl looked up and saw past the trees that the village Falma mentioned was on fire! "Falma!" Fall sighed "You see the village don't you? And it's not pretty is it?" "We have to move now Falma let's go!" Grafl yelled while running. "For someone as hungry as him he can run fast heh" Falma chuckled while catching up to him.

A/N: For clarification, Grafl is in his 2-star form and Falma is in his 3-star form.I'm doing this clarification thing in case someone has the wiki app for brave frontier or someone wants to see a better view of the characters i'm describing. I'll be doing this often to avoid confusion and update you on the different units!