Sorry about the long wait. here it is. Reddevil, hector, Ginger, Ancient. Thank you all so much for the reviews. I Really hope that in the next few weeks to get the chapters up faster. Well... The contest ended... and there were only two entries... so they know who they are... That's all I got today. see you next time.
Darron grunted as he slammed his foot down, cracking the skull of another attacking hunter. He looked up at the sky. Darron smiled at the stars above, panting, before looking down and slamming his elbow across the face of another mercenary. He shoved his sword through the back of the soldier, piercing his lung. Darron pulled his sword out and stepped back. As Darron looked around, he saw the enemy forces walking away. Darron staggered back towards the safe house, nursing a small wound on his right arm.
"Darron!" Blake yelled concerned as she ran up to him. "Are you Ok?" she asked. Darron chuckled.
"I should be asking you that." Darron responded, looking over Blake. Her clothes were torn in places, she had a massive visible bruise on her cheek, and she had bandages covering a number of cuts. Blake rolled her eyes and grabbed Darron's hands.
"Let's go. I'm gonna get you cleaned up." Blake declared as she gently forced Darron to sit down on the porch of the safe house. As Blake began stitching up his wounds. Darron looked out at the large enemy encampments. Darron glared, doing his best to ignore the pain from his arm.
"Yo." Darron looked up to see a beaten Allister walking towards him. Allister's clothes were heavily torn, and a split was wrapped tightly around his left arm.
"That gonna be a problem?" Darron asked. Allister shook his head.
"Nah… once I get some rest i'll be able to heal myself and the rest of the group for tomorrow. Still… more are showing up everyday, it's been three already. I don't know how much longer we can hold on." Allister answered, concerned. Darron merely shrugged.
"We just need to do the best we can. Zade shouldn't be much longer. It's on us to hold out and keep the enemy engagement off of him." Darron stated, resoulutly. Allister nodded and fistbumped Darron before he walked back towards the rest of the group. Darron sighed, when he felt a small kiss on his cheek.
"Done." Blake announced, sitting back. Darron looked over at his arm and saw it masterfully sewed shut.
"Thank you darling." Darron said, leaning over and kissing Blake. Blake smiled and kissed back. Eventually, the two split for air.
"We should head inside." Blake suggested, and Darron nodded. Blake helped Darron to his feet and the two of them headed inside. Blake helped Darron over towards the couch in the houses living room. As she tried to lay Darron down, he quickly reached up and pulled her down on top of him. Blake giggled as he wrapped his arms around her, kissing her forehead.
"I love you kitty." Darron said softly. Blake rolled her eyes, and pawed at his face, before resting her head on his chest.
"I love you too Darron. Now sleep, we have to be up really early, and you need to be in top shape if your gonna kill a bunch of people again." Blake answered. Darron merely chuckled as a response. The two laid there, held lovingly in each other's arms as they drifted off to sleep.
After he walked away from Darron, Allister walked over to where Yang was sitting. She was laying against the side of the house, her lilac eyes clearly displaying her tired mind, and unfortunate after effect of having to use her semblance and aura to such limits over the last few days. Allister sat down next to her and wrapped his arm around her shoulder, pulling her into his side. Instinctively, Yang placed one of her hands over his, and pushed herself deeper into his side. Yang smiled lazily, and closed her eyes. Allister smiled softly.
"Tired Babe?" Allister asked, half jokingly and half seriously. Yang hummed and nodded her head. Allister chuckled lightly. "Wanna go to bed?" Allister asked, already knowing the answer.
"Yeah." Yang murmured out. Allister gently reached down and picked up Yang. Allister took great care while walking her to one of the upstairs bedroom. Allister grabbed one of the rooms chairs and gently sat Yang in it next to the attached bathroom's bathtub. Yang simply sat there, barely awake. Allister gently lowered Yang backwards until her hair was just under the warm running water. Yang smiled, and continued to hum as Allister worked his hands through her hair.
"Gotta keep those golden locks looking good. Especially now that they're starting to grow back." Allister joked, causing Yang to laugh. Allister kept gently stroking her hair, cleaning out the dirt and blood as Yang continued to emit a sound akin to that of Blake's purring. Allister finished by grabbing one of the nearby towels and wrapping up Yang's hair. Yang lazily stretched her arms out infront of her. Allister obligingly picked Yang up bridal style, and carried her over to the bed in the room. Allister took care, sliding her under the covers before joining her. Allister wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her close to him, burying his head in her still wet hair.
"You know you're gonna need to brush this in the morning right?" Yang asked. She laughed as Allister responded by groaning into her hair. "I love you." She said.
"I love you too." Allister mumbled, face still deep inside the fresh locks of hair. Yang and Allister entwined their hands as they fell asleep, bodies pressed against each other.
Max yawned as he stared at Titan's diagnostic screen. He kept flipping through the different statistics and adjusting the metal and wiring, replacing it as necessary. He glanced over at his clock. "3:26… Damn" Max thought as he turned his head to look at Ruby and titan's projected personality. "It's been nearly 6 hours. What the crap are they talking about" Max inquired to himself as he busied himself with his work.
Ruby laughed cheerfully, as Titan finished telling one of the many stories where she saved Max's ass. Ruby smiled broadly at Titan.
"Who knew that Max was able to build something as cool, and as sweet, and as funny as you." Ruby gushed as Titan's projection blushed.
"Well Max is a genius. He is like the coolest person i know… Except Darron… what a hottie!"
"HEY!" Max yelled out. Interrupting Titan, and sending her and Ruby into a laughing fit. Titan covered her mouth as she laughed, when suddenly she felt a sharp pinch on her back.
"HEY!" she yelled back, spinning around to stare at a glaring Max who was holding two of the wires inches from each other. The two glared at each other momentarily before going back to what they were originally doing. As Titan looked back at Ruby she could see that the leader was still giggling profusely.
"What's so funny?" Titan asked. Ruby took a few moments to catch her breath before answering.
"You guys. You're both funny." Ruby answered, still breathing heavily. Titan rolled her eyes and smiled, before gesturing for Ruby to follow her into another room. Once there Titan looked around to make sure there were no eavesdroppers.
"Ok, serious time girl." Titan whispered. Ruby nodded happily, not exactly sure what was going to happen.
"I want to know. What do you really think of Max." titan declared. Ruby's face immediately lit up red like a stoplight, and she tried to camouflage in with her coat.
"W-what do you mean?" ruby stuttered. Titan looked at her suggestively.
"You know what I mean. You liiiiiiikkkkkeeee him don't you? You wanna get down and dirty with him don't ya." Titan suggested in a singsong voice, gyrating her hips.
"Titan!" Ruby called out, loud enough to stop Titan, yet fortunately quiet enough so that Max couldn't hear.
"Well. Do you?" Titan pressed. Ruby bit her lip nervously and shook her head quickly in the affirmative.
"That's SO cute!" Titan exclaimed, spinning around, before Ruby slapped her hands around her holographic mouth. Titan squealed against Ruby's hand until she finally let go.
"Please don't tell him. I-I just haven't found the right place, or time to tell him." ruby begged as Titan nodded.
"You don't have to worry about me I always keep my promises. Remember, I toned down the aggressive murder for you over the past few days haven't I? And I promise I won't say anything to Max either. Though, You should really get on it before you lose you window of opportunity and someone else swoops in and takes him." Titan warned.
"Yeah, that true. Maybe once we're done with this mission I'll find the right time to tell him." Ruby sighed.
"That's the spirit. Now let's get back in there before he starts to get suspicious." Titan advised. Ruby nodded and the two girls walked back into the main living room, just as Max sat back from working on Titan.
"There you girls go. All set for tomorrow. Now you guys should probably get some rest. It's late." Max suggested. Titan winked at Ruby before deactivating herself. Ruby blushed yet again and awkwardly saluted Max.
"Yes sir." she yelled before using her semblance to dash to the upstairs bedroom. Max chuckled as he allowed himself to slump into his command chair. Max let his head loll back and sleep to wash over his body.
The next morning, everyone was right back in the thick of it. Each person fighting like their own personal whirlwind, picking up and slaying anyone who got within reach. From the top of a nearby hill. An especially tall woman, with long flowing white hair, stood staring down on the battlefield, clad in regal white armor. She held a large white shield in one hand, and a magnificent white lance, with a red gem near the base of the blade, and two curved blades surrounding the main blade. She turned around to the small force of unusually muscular men who had gathered behind her, sporting similar, yet bronze, combat gear of their own.
"We join the battle NOW!" She commanded rallying her troops, as they jumped over the cliff and rushed straight for the battlefield.
Darron dropped the corpse of another hunter down on the ground. He panted heavily, as a steady flowing river, three more hunters came to take their fallen comrades place. Darron twirled his sword and beckoned them to attack. The first of the three was easily provoked, and charged at Darron full speed. Darron quickly sidestepped a slash from the hunter's sword, and spun around, slashing the hunters throat. Before either of the hunter's companions could flinch, Darron had already used the wind dust in his boots to propel himself at them. The second hunter, could barely raise his own weapon in time to block Darron's sword, earning him a scratch along the face. This barely caused Darron to flinch, as he immediately brought his other elbow across the hunters face. Darron turned and flipped his sword to a reverse grip, before jamming it backwards, right through the soldiers back. The soldier desperatly lashed out at Darron, who calmly ducked under the blade and stepped in front of the hunter. He reached out and grabbed the blade of his sword, ripping out the front of the enemy. Darron tossed his sword in the air, and casually caught it by its hilt again. Darron stared at the remaining enemy, who just stood there shivering in fear. Darron shook his head and sheathed his sword, turning and walking away to find the next enemy.
"Damn you!" the final enemy roared, as he finally summoned the courage to attack Darron. Just as he drew back his lance to pierce Darron's lung, within the blink of an eye, Darron was standing up against him, One pistol in his mouth, and one pointed at his heart. The hunter's eyes were undeniably full of horror, yet they fell lifeless as Darron fired both guns simultaneously. Darron shook the blood of his guns and casually holstered them, scoffing. Darron turned around, and the first thing that he saw was a massive woman, clad in all white, stalking the battlefield. Darron immediately sprung into action, racing towards her.
The woman looked towards Darron, and immediately could sense his killing intent. She raised her shield just in time to block a heavy strike from Darron's sword. The woman retaliated with a strong thrust from her spear. Darron popped up and landed on top of her spear. She immediately raised her spear quickly, throwing Darron in the air. She reared back and slammed the edge of her shield into Darron's chest, slamming into the ground and kicking up a huge cloud of dust.
"Fucking hell she's strong." Darron thought as he pulled himself out of the crater he found himself in. "Converge 7." Darron instructed his voices, as black markings appeared on his hands, and they were engulfed in crimson flames. Darron launched himself forward, using his wind boots for extra speed, at the new enemy. Darron slashed with his sword, only to have it blocked by the woman in white. Darron quickly landed before racing forward again. Darron spun and quickly slashing with his blade, using it to block a quick onslaught of stabs from his opponent's spear. Darron whipped out one of his pistol and started firing off bullets. His opponent easily maneuvered her shield to deflect his rounds. Darron growled and lunged forward, but was easily countered by a slam from the flat side of his opponent's shield. Darron yelled out as his flipped through the air, needing to use his wings to steady himself. Darron soared back in, hoping to finally get his blade to hit its mark. His enemy raised her spear as a large red gem in the hilt of the blade glowed violently. From the tip of the spear, multiple large fireballs fired out. Darron did his best to fly in between the attacks, managing to slip through without a scratch. Darron flew up close and finally managed to land a hit on the white woman. Unfortunately, she lowered her head, and used her helmet to block the strike. Darron felt his feet hit the ground and bent down, launching forward, his blade running straight against her side. Darron jumped back, out of her range, and looked to see what kind of damage he did. Darron's eyes widened to see that the only damage she had taken was a small tear on her robes.
"I didn't feel my blade hit any aura?" Darron questioned in his mind. During that time however, his opponent had stepped forward and nearly skewered his head with her lance. Darron powered his semblance to his hands and slammed his sword down on her lance, causing it to clatter on the ground. Darron could barely raised his sword to block as she drew a elegant gold hilted short sword and swung at him. Darron could feel the force of her strike throughout his arms and he slid back. Darron raised his sword, intensifying the crimson flames of his semblance and heavily slashed down. The woman raised her shield and caught the blade. The force enough to fracture her forearm and cause her to stumble backwards.
"Who is this man? Such strength… he's certainly not Dynami. If he truly is an enemy of my son's… I pray for his soul." The woman though, as she stared worriedly at Darron. Darron let out a roar and engulfed his entire sword in his crimson power. The woman feebly tried to raise her shield as Darron approached her. Darron raised his sword, prepared to slay yet another enemy. What Darron hadn't realised was that she had stumbled over towards her spear, which her hand was firmly grasped around. Both enemies finally made their final moves, Darron aiming to slash straight through her shield, and the woman aiming directly for his throat.
"STOP!" A voice yelled out, causing the two warriors to stop in their tracks, each blade merely millimeters from their target. Suddenly, Allister stepped between the two fighters, pushing them apart.
"Allister what the hell?" Darron asked, calming his semblance, as his opponent rose to her feet.
"Yes Allister, do you know this man?" She asked. Allister stared at the two for a moment before realization clicked in his head.
"Oh shit! Right… you weren't there for that. Darron, this is Athena, my mother. Mother, This is Darron, my leader." Allister introduced as the two combatant looked at each other.
"I see. So you are the powerful leader whom my son had told me about. It is an honor." Athena said, breaking the ice.
"No the honor is mine your majesty. Allister did inform me of his unbelievable royal heritage. I apologize for not recognizing it sooner. You guys to actually look rather similar." Darron said, while bowing politely. Athena smiled warmly.
"Worry not, and thank you. You are a most formidable fighter, a most valued trait among our culture. That plus you're especially close connection to my son has earned you the full support of the Dynami." Athena said, as Allister used his powers to heal her arm.
"Thank you your majesty." Darron answered politely. Athena chuckled.
"Please, call me Athena." She responded. Darron nodded,
"Of course Athena." Darron answered.
"Now if you two will excuse me. I have troops to go lead." Athena excused herself as she lifted her shield and spear, and started fighting against other enemies. Darron whistled and turned towards Allister.
'Your mom is hot." Darron noted. Allister shook his head.
"Shut up." Allister demanded.
"What. She's one hell of a milf, know what I mean?" Darron continued, trying to goad Allister, and earning a middle finger for his efforts.
"Just get back to the fighting." Allister instructed.
"Like old times bro." Darron laughed, drawing his sword. Allister twirled his lance, and the two charged into the mass of enemies, ready to strike down anyone in their ways.