Surprise, I have returned! I know I said I was burned out but I was so god damn bored today I couldn't help it.
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"Heavenly Blast!"
"Impact Palm!" Simon watched as his blasts struck Lennix's open palm and exploded, causing the other mage no damage. Lennix then proceeded to back away a bit from Simon, who was still in his Soaring Armor. The man had still not chosen to rush at Simon, and Simon was nearing the end of his rope. He'd tried everything, and nothing but erratic speed attacks seemed to have a chance at getting through. Simon took a moment to observe Lennix, but nothing was standing out to him. The man seemed incredibly calm, as oppose to Simon who was a tense as ever.
"Something the matter, Simon?" Lennix asked, crossing his arms.
"Just thinking." Simon replied. "Thinking about why you're so calm in this situation." Lennix shrugged.
"No real reason to be worried." He said. "Even if I fall, There's still Apocalypse to get through. And if you know anything about us, about him, he will not fal to some mere Fairy." Simon rolled his eyes and massaged his throbbing shoulder.
"Even if we factor in people like Damien?" Simon asked. "A Demon Lord takeover wizard?" Lennix rolled his own eyes at this.
"Stop acting like that's so special. There's twelve."
"Eleven."
"Huh?" Simon looked up indifferently.
"There's only eleven." Simon repeated slower, making sure Lennix heard him. "One's dead."
"Fallen to your friend Damien, I assume?" Lennix replied. "From what the Olympians have said, Taisho was felled in a rather impressive manner. Quick snap of he neck and absorption of the soul."
"How could they possibly..." Simon was beside himself. Lennix had talked about Taisho's death like he'd been there to experience it firsthand. "How could they have told you that?" Lennix smirked.
"Why are you so confused?" he quipped. "The Olympians have eyes everywhere. They saw the fight against Phantom Dove the first time, Devil Advocate, your S-Class trials..." He then laughed, one that sent a shiver down Simon's spine. "Even now, they have eyes in this situation. Watching, waiting. Will the Fairies prevail, or will Apocalypse pull through? They will not intervene and change the course of fate, mind you, that wouldn't be in accordance to their plan."
"And what is this 'plan'?" Simon demanded.
"Even if I did have a clue, do you honestly think I'd tell you?" Lennix then frowned. "I've put a lot of thought into it myself, and I still have no more clue about what the're after then I did when they took us in as soldiers. But, at the end of the day, that doesn't matter." Lennix looked up and Simon sensed him tense. "What matter is that they, and in turn I, want the world to understand the threat they are facing. And if Apocalypse succeeds in activating the cannon, They will finally understand."
"The more you talk, the less I understand what you want." Simon informed him, tensing for a rush. "So, I'm through talking."
"Then come Simon, let us finish this." Simon complied with Lennix's wishes and rushed forward, swinging in a downward motion. The swing made a slash across the arm Lennix threw up in an attempt to block it, and the Impact mage threw up his open palm, which made contact with Simon's arm. Doing his best to torque in mid air from the small blast, Simon attempted another swing, but Lennix as ready for it, as Simon had not gone fast enough. Meeting Simon's rapier with his open palm, Simon watched in shock as his tempered steel rapier shattered into a million pieces and flew everywhere, rapier shrapnel slicing a cut across his cheek as he landed and stared at the broken hilt in his hand, still shocked.
"Uh..."
"Don't act so surprised." Lennix said. "Impact magic is very powerful, enough to break more than just tempered steel." Now that Simon had lost his rapier, he felt a little less confident. The sword was designed to be speedy, and it went with his soaring armor. Now that his fastest weapon was gone, he felt considerably less confident in his ability to land an attack. Quickly requipping into another sword, Simon charged again, swinging his blade left and right but, just as he expected, Lennix dodged them all and drove his Impact charged foot into Simon's stomach. Flying backwards and regaining his footing, Simon blasted more heavenly light at his opponent, who dodged it and allowed the blasts to make contact with the cafe behind him. Growling, Simon used Meteor and the Soaring Armor's boosts combined, flying and punching so fast Lennix barely had time to react. Driving his fist as hard as he could into Lennix's stomach. The Impact mage got back on his feet just in time to catch Simon's fist before he launched into another barrage of punches, using Impact Palm on his upper arm and blasting him backwards.
"There has to be something that can stop this..." Simon hissed, rubbing his arm where the magic had hit him. "If he keeps hitting me, I won't be able to keep this up." Realizing what he needed to do, Simon requipped into the one thing he could trust: His Adamantine armor.
"Flashy." Lennix said. "What does this armor do?"
"You'll find out." Simon replied, once again charging Meteor. "Now, let's finish his."
Ultear stopped running momentarily to observe her surroundings, frowning.
"Running won't do you any good!" She called. After she had revealed her control over the elements of Ramin's mist, he'd fled into the very same mist. She'd obviously given chase, but she'd lost him. "Just come out so we can...!" Ultear's sentence was cut off as her left side was slashed by a whip of mist, one she hadn't been expecting. Quickly turning to land on her feet from the attack, Ultear froze the whip as it attempted to come around for another hit. I you want a fight, do it like a man!" Ultear called, earning a laugh that resounded all around her.
"Do you really think I'd do that?" Ramin asked. "All I have to do is keep you distracted, and I intend to keep it that way. As long as I stay as this mist and away from you, I'm winning."
"You are really pathetic, you know that?" This earned a growl from somewhere in the mist, and Ultear grinned. "I mean, a big strong man like yourself, running from a girl? A little sad, no?" Ultear's taunting caused the mist to flicker, and she grinned. Despite all the shit Ramin talked, he still had his manly pride. And she had gone right for it by saying he was pathetic for not being able to take her.
"Don't test my patience, girl." he said. "Just because you can get to my by becoming water doesn't mean I can't hurt you."
"Well I'm still fine, so clearly your threats are as empty." The mist flickered again, and Ultear made he body water just to be sure. "What, am I supposed to believe you're that sad and weak?" Just as Ultear predicted, the mist now formed into a whip and came after her, but she stayed stationary, waiting for it to pass through her harmlessly.
It didn't.
Actually, Ultear was thrown back as the front of her shirt was ripped.
Gasping for air after the surprise hit, Ultear sat up, and looked at the fading red mark across her front in surprise.
"You must have forgotten." Ramin sad with a laugh. "Mist was water in it. Just because you made your body into water does't mean I can't still hit you."
"So what are you saying?"
"Quite simple." Ramin then laughed. "If you're water, the water in the mist can still hit you."
"Shit..." Ultear stood, and her shirt fell off as she did from the cut Ramin was put in it. Sighing and ripping the rest of the fabric off of her, she tossed it aside and looked around, the mist slowing freezing as she did. As the frost clung to the air, she heard Ramin grunt if frustration.
"Damn it, gotta go..." Ultear saw a bunch of mist float into another street and away from her, and she gave chase as fast a she could, still freezing mist as she she turned the corner and froze more mist, she heard Ramin choke, and then she heard panicking.
"What? What happened?" She asked, looking around confused.
"My arm!"
"...What?"
"What the hell do you think I mean you bitch?! You froze my arm and it came right off!"
Nashi could smell the smoke the moment she reached the bottom of the hill that led to the offices. Frowning to herself as she looked up at he building, she could see the smoke trails coming up from the roof, and that only helped her confirm she was going in the right direction. She struggled up the path towards it, her weakened form screaming for her to stop, but she payed it no mind. Once she reached the office, she placed a hand on the door and pushed, revealing the front foyer. Inside, people were strewn out receiving medical attention, while the lesser injured tried their best to help them.
Apocalypse had clearly been there.
Ignoring the looks she got from people as she limped inside, Nashi walked up to someone behind a desk and they looked up at her, arm bandaged.
What happened here?" She asked. The women shook her head, massaging her wounded arm.
"It happened so quick." She replied weakly. "One minute he walked in and the next he was attacking everyone, asking random questions in a whirlwind of green magic circles."
"What did he look like?" Nashi asked.
"I only got a quick glance before he attacked me too." She replied. "Black hair, green eyes. Seemed nice, but boy was I wrong."
"What was he asking about? What did he want?" The receptionist shrugged.
"He said something about a cannon." She replied. "Demanding to know where it was and how to get there from here. God, I-I don't know." Nashi nodded and leaned over the desk to look at the receptionist closely.
"I need to stop him. Where did he go after he came in?"
"The-The mayor's office, that way." She replied, pointing down the hall. Nashi nodded gratefully and began limping down the hall, ignoring the looks she received once again. She soon reached a pair of double doors, kicking them open revealed the mayor slumped over his desk. As Nashi walked up to it, the man sighed.
"Are you here for that information too?" he asked.
"I need it to stop that man who came here before me, yes." Nashi replied. "What was he after?"
"It's...Top secret, I cannot say."
"I hate to break it to you man," Nashi said, slamming her hands down on the desk. "But this is beyond top secret being a reason to hold me up. Where did he go?" Nashi waited as the man stared at her, but she didn't waver. She needed to find Apocalypse before he got to whatever he was after, or it could be bad. After another few moments, the mayor sighed.
"In the back, there's an elevator." He told her. "It's hidden behind a bookcase. Once inside, you'll be presented by a keypad. Enter the code 28604769. Here, I'll write it down." They mayor took out a piece of paper and a pencil, writing the code down. "Once you do that, it'll take you down."
"Down to where?" Nashi demanded. The mayor didn't reply, just watched her.
"You'll see soon enough." He said. "Good luck kid, you'll need it." With that, the mayor said no more. Nashi took that as her cue to leave, so she did. "One more thing, kid."
"Yeah?" Nashi looked back at the mayor to find him watching her carefully.
"Silverridge was founded by the council for a reason. Remember that."
And that's the chapter! Like I said, really had nothing better to do today, so I decided to write. I hope you enjoyed, leave a review! Let's try and get ten!