Nexus HWR 5.3 Despair:
26000 Miles Southeast of Dressrosa
Atop a lone green hill in the middle of a black field of ash and rock, a small girl sat with her chin in her hands. She was sitting on the eastern side of the hill, looking far out to the east in hopes of seeing someone flying towards her. There were dark pillars in the distance with black smoke billowing out of them. Everything around the far away city was black like the buildings themselves, it was all so bleak. Dust clouds would rise up from the dry ground and spin around in the air, occasionally making small funnels of black.
The ground in this area never got any rain despite the black clouds hovering overhead at all times. The clouds came from the city ahead, and the haze between the hill and the building made it look even hotter than it was, and it was pretty damn hot. The girl sitting on the hill had blonde hair going down to the bottom of her neck, very pale skin, and a young face. Although she looked young, her face hid the fact that she was hundreds of years old.
Elaine quietly watched the eastern horizon until the three suns fell behind her and the sky grew dark. No lights came from the city ahead, no stars nor moons shone through the heavy black fog filling the sky above her. It was pitch black. She continued to wait while looking out to the east, but she only saw the figures running towards her when they were but a hundred feet away. She saw movement in the darkness and counted each of the blurs when she saw them. One, two… three, four… four, she looked past the fourth person but there were no other figures in the dark to the side of her hill.
The four people running towards the hill climbed up the side to the porch of the building at the top of it. The small girl stood up in front of them and looked at the next shortest person in their group standing in front of her. "Did you-" Elaine began, then froze as the tall man next to their leader stepped forward. He was wearing shiny red clothes that looked so bleak in the dark that her eyes had hardly adjusted to. The man had spiky white hair, red eyes, and a pair of silver nunchucks on his right side. Ban reached behind his back and grabbed the shaft of the weapon he had strapped there.
Elaine gasped as Ban held the spear out in front of him. "Chastiefol," she whispered. She looked up into Ban's eyes, "So then, my brother-"
"He's alive," a girl spoke up on the other side of the short man in front of Elaine. Elaine turned to the younger girl still in her teens who looked like she regretted speaking.
"But," the short man in front of Elaine began. She turned back to her Captain who continued, "We interrogated Lord Giriko. They did capture King, and he was sent, to the Capital." Meliodas put his hands down into his pockets, "We could go-"
"No," Elaine said. She said it fast and without hesitation. "There is no point," the girl stated, and the others did not disagree with her. Elaine sighed and whispered angrily under her breath, "It was my brother's own stupidity that got him caught." She shook her head a few times and lifted her attention back to the blond man in front of her, "How was the Black City? I see you didn't go mad while there."
Meliodas shook his head with a small grin, "Looked like the Black Witch and her pet were not there."
"She probably took the Kishin with her," the taller of the two girls said in disgust. "Leaving a trail of chaos in her wake no doubt." The teenage girl wore a white skirt that contrasted with the dark environment even more than Ban's shiny red clothes. She had a matching white ponytail and icy blue eyes to match. The teenager looked down into Elaine's eyes and shook her head once, "I'm sorry Elaine."
"There may have been nothing you four could do," a malevolent voice of an older woman began from behind Elaine. The Fairy girl floated off the ground as she turned around and looked back at a woman with much darker hair than her walking onto the porch. The four behind Elaine looked past her as well at this older woman wearing much more provocative clothing than the shorter girls at the edge of the green hill. "But I think it has been too long since I visited the Capital anyway."
The others looked at this woman in surprise and the short man leading them stepped past Elaine. "You sure Merlin?" Meliodas questioned the woman with short jet black hair and a sinister expression on her face that did not match what she was offering.
"Of course Captain," she replied. He nodded at her and she continued while turning around, "Where will you be heading, for when I wish to find you?" Merlin started walking to the other side of the green hill, right as the hill itself started shaking beneath her.
Meliodas scratched his chin and a smile came to his face. "Well, I think we're going to head north too. More business up there. Maybe try the Northern Continent for a change!"
Merlin chuckled under her breath. She lifted up her right hand and snapped her fingers. Everyone on top of the hill opened up their eyes wide as they, along with the hill they were standing on and the building on top of it, were suddenly teleported out of the black landscape full of smoke clouds. They transported into the middle of a forest of tall trees, the air sweeter and chillier, everything was so different, except for the hill beneath their feet that looked exactly the same as it did in Arachne's desolate land. The only difference on the hill, was that the woman who snapped her fingers was no longer on the hill's edge. A voice whispered into Meliodas's ear as he stood there staring at the spot Merlin just was however, "Just a goodbye present from me to you Captain. To help you along the way." Her quiet voice became more smug as she finished, "See you soon."
The Capital
Inside one of many giant palace-like buildings in the Embassy Quarter of the Capital, loud music was playing and a small figure danced in the air to the tune of it. "Hah hah hah, look at him go," a fat pink alien creature covered in spikes yelled out. Dodoria ripped a chunk out of a chicken leg and then threw the bone over his shoulder, making one of the other aliens in the room lean left to avoid getting hit in the face.
"Hahaha!" Appule laughed. The purple bipedal alien had yellow dots speckled on his ovular head and more sparsely scattered on his arms. "Where did you get this thing Dodoria? It is amusing!"
"Just bought it," Dodoria said with another laugh. He reached into a bucket and pulled out a head of an Altaria. The fat monstrous alien chomped into the beautiful Pokemon's head and blood splashed out of it. He talked while chewing, "The King of the Fairies, Harlequin. Hah! Doesn't look like a King to me."
The rest of the aliens partying, drinking, and eating, started taunting and laughing at the small light-skinned person floating in the air. His ankles both had steel anklets on, he wore a pair of yellow overalls, and had on a brightly colored hat that pointed up at three different points. Harlequin, or King, had marker drawn on his face making him look even stupider, and there were bags under his eyes to show how exhausted he was.
King danced there in the air and only a few people in the room were not laughing and enjoying his show. A teenage girl with sun-kissed skin slightly darker than her fellow slaves looked towards King and winced as she saw how much it hurt to have to humiliate himself like that. King of the Fairies? That guy's a fairy? She saw one of the aliens slam a mug down that sounded empty and she spun his way, hurrying towards his table with the tray full of mugs on one of her open palms.
Elizabeth "Liz" Thompson had dirty blonde hair down to her waist and dark blue eyes. She wore a skimpy red bikini, but luckily for her the aliens in the room were not often attracted to humans or those like her who just looked like them. She only dressed like that for Dodoria's human guests, ones who were not slaves like her. Liz replaced an alien's drink without saying a word and hurried off. The alien never even noticed her, and when it grabbed its drink it just grinned as the mug felt heavier again.
"Don't stop!" Dodoria roared. He rose up the skull of the Altaria and threw it at King who was too surprised to dodge fast and got slammed in the forehead by the skull. The fairy did a backflip in midair before hitting to the ground, a cut on his forehead that bled pretty fast. "Get up!" Dodoria yelled at him. "I didn't waste all my money on one slave to be disappointed. I'll tear out your eyes if it motivates you!"
Harlequin staggered back up and wiped some blood from his face. He was pale and tired and hungry, but he only stared Dodoria's way in a pained way before floating back up into the air to keep dancing. Before he could continue his dance though, a voice started from behind him, "Is that how you treat all your slaves, Lord Dodoria?"
Dodoria growled and spun towards the door to see who was interrupting his party. The fat pink alien spotted the figure and he continued to frown, but he did get off his seat as a sign of respect. The man who walked in the room made Dodoria stand, so all of Dodoria's subordinates and friends stood up as well, even those who did not recognize this caped man at first. His cape was long and dark purple stretching all the way down to his feet, he wore a red steel helmet on his head that had two spikes coming out the top, and his helmet wrapped fully around his head except for a slit over his mouth and nose that widened a bit at the eyes. He wore a tight red outfit made of powerful materials as strong as the armor Dodoria and his men were wearing, if not more so, and also had on a pair of purple gloves and matching boots.
"Lord Magneto," Dodoria growled, annoyed that he had to stand for a human, even if the man tended to say he was not one himself.
The mutant in the entrance looked at the Fairy King who had stopped his dancing to look towards him with the other slaves and aliens. "Do not stop on my account," Magneto said, then turned towards Dodoria and continued to walk into the room. King was hesitant as to what he should do, only having become a slave recently, but Dodoria roared at him to get going and the tiny man started dancing in midair again.
"I heard you were having a party," Mangeto said as he neared Dodoria. The fat pink alien sat back down, but a different alien behind him grabbed a chair and pulled it to Dodoria's side quickly before Magneto reached them. Most people did not notice at first as they were too focused on the intimidating mutant Lord, but someone else had walked in behind him and followed behind dragging her feet. Magneto continued as he took a seat on Dodoria's left side, "I was sent here by the Fire Lord to conduct official business with the Emperor, but it has been postponed due to unforeseen circumstances in the south."
"Hah!" Dodoria laughed and he started grinning again for the first time since Magneto walked in. "That damn Emperor is gonna get removed from power if he keeps on losing!"
"I thought so as well," Magneto responded. The two of them watched as King did a backflip in the air but when the Fairy King slowed down, another alien threw a bone at his head and make the fairy yell out in pain. Dodoria and the aliens laughed at his misery, but Magneto kept a calm small grin on his face. "When the Emperor falls, I plan on becoming the High Lord of his territories."
Dodoria had just taken a huge chomp of Altaria meat and the alien had to pound his chest a few times as he started choking on it. He turned and had a bead of sweat coming down the left side of his face. The rest of his men were laughing and yelling too loud to hear what Magneto said, but he heard it well. "I have seen you in action My Lord," Magneto continued, "I would gladly give you reign over part of my lands if you side with me." Dodoria's eyes widened even more and the mutant finally turned to him, "I never planned on staying under the Fire Lord's boot. I always planned on advancing. In this Capital though, there is very little room for social movement. You are here with your title and nothing else. Think on it," he said when the alien opened up its mouth to respond.
Dodoria hesitated, then his mouth closed and it twisted into a grin. "Hehehe, hah hah," the alien laughed in a deep voice. Dodoria lowered his head down and glared into Magneto's eyes, "How about, I don't tell the Fire Lord you plan on stealing his armies and abandoning him, and you get the Hell out of my-" Dodoria stopped as the entire room bent. Walls crinkled and the floor trembled, the bucket he was grabbing his meat out of crushed and mugs exploded. Dodoria snapped to his feet and Magneto did the same. The room was full of noise but everyone shut up instantly as the two of them stood there, faces only inches apart, powerful auras radiating off of them. The two glared into each other's eyes for moments that felt like eternities for the others in the room holding their breaths. Then, Dodoria's frown flipped back into a grin, "Hah hah HAHA!" He tilted his head back and bellowed laughter at his ceiling.
Magneto frowned deeply but sighed and opened up his clenched fists. The walls un-bent and the room repaired itself in seconds. Dodoria stopped laughing as hard and he looked back into Magneto's eyes before nodding his head once, surprising the mutant who thought this went a lot worse than it apparently did. "You've got a deal," Dodoria growled in a guttural voice. "But if you fuck me on this, I will exterminate every last mutant of yours on this planet. It would not be my first genocide." His threat was not an empty one, that much Magneto could see, so the mutant Lord nodded at him.
The two of them sat back down and Dodoria spun to King, shouting, "Get back to it! Actually, no," he smirked and said, "I have a better idea." He turned and called two of his other male slaves over from the back of the room. Unlike King, these men were tall and muscular and intimidating to the tiny fairy man who landed down on the ground with two cuts on his head getting him drenched in his own blood. "I heard the Fairy King was strong, but I think it must have been a joke. Watch this," Dodoria clenched a fist in front of him and the two taller male slaves moved in on King who tried raising his fists to fight back.
The fairy got kneed in the stomach so he was lifted off the floor, then four fists hit him in the back and smashed him to the ground again. The two started kicking him while he lay on his stomach covering the back of his head with his hands. Dodoria called out, "You cause any permanent damage, I'll eat you for breakfast!" They hesitated, then Dodoria yelled, "That doesn't mean stop!" The men had no idea what to do, but one of them lifted Harlequin up and had his fellow human slave slam fists into his chest and stomach.
The bald man punching King over and over saw the fairy's eyes flutter open and a look of intense guilt flashed across his face. King had tears coming down his battered face, but the Fairy King lifted up the left corner of his mouth and through all the blood on his face, the man punching him saw Harlequin mouth the words, 'It's okay. Do what you have to.' The man punching him had to clench his own eyes as they were watering up too, but he nodded his head and continued pounding on him.
"Such barbarism," Magneto mentioned as they watched this display. Dodoria stopped cheering and turned to his new ally with an annoyed look at the insult. "Treat your slaves as such, and they will never accept you as their true master."
"Yeah, like that bitch there?" Dodoria asked.
In the back of the room where some lower ranked aliens were, Liz finished passing out rounds to them and when one tried to hold her back she mentioned how Dodoria might want her assistance. The lower soldiers she could deal with fine, always subtly hinting threats from their Lord if he was out of earshot, threats all of his men took to heart. She sighed as she started walking back towards the front of the room that she left as soon as she saw that other Lord enter. The Lord she knew was always better than the one she did not, as she had no idea how to handle this Magneto's forms of torture. Liz was getting back towards the front of the room though as she could not be gone from her master for too long or he might notice.
As she got there she heard the two Lords conversing, completely ignoring the Fairy King getting beaten to a pulp in front of them. They were talking about a girl in front of their chairs whose head was bowed to the floor, who wore a black long-sleeved shirt and a matching black combat skirt. Her hair was shorter than Liz's, but the same color only a little lighter blonde. Her hair only fell to her shoulders, and was tied in two small pigtails on the sides of her head. When Liz spotted this slave she froze in place and her eyes opened wide, trembling as she stared at the shadowed-over face of the other Lord's slave.
"Physical torture will never succeed in making truly loyal slaves," Magneto continued to Dodoria as Liz started listening in to their conversation. "They may fear you now, but if they ever retrieved any true power, they would turn on you in a second. Unlike my slaves, right?" The girl in front of him nodded her head but said nothing. Magneto's voice turned a little darker and the man said, "I asked you a question."
"Yes, my Lord," she said, her voice not full of fear, but calmly accepting like she did not understand the first time that she was allowed to speak.
Dodoria's eyes widened and he turned to Magneto, "This must have been a weak-willed one then, yeah?"
"No," Magneto replied. He smiled softly and continued, "I bring her around because it was quite a challenge to forge her like the others. Months of struggle went by, but sooner or later, like the rest, her eyes showed me that I had succeeded." He spoke louder so the girl knew it was directed at her, "Lift your head."
Liz was already nervous, already afraid, just by hearing the voice and seeing the general appearance of this girl in front of her. It could be anyone. A lot of people look, like, like… The other slave girl lifted her head and her dark green eyes were hazy, no spark inside them. Liz saw those eyes and the unobstructed face of that girl and her face took on a look of horror. "Maka," she whispered and could not help the tears from welling up in her eyes.
A man sitting on her right turned his head and he looked at the slave girl on his side with interest. Magneto swung his arm in a small motion and Liz yelped as she was lifted off the floor and placed directly in front of his chair. "Oi, what do you think you're doing?" Dodoria asked, frowning at Magneto who was messing with his slaves without his permission. It was not the worry for Liz's well being that he said it, but the blatant disrespect that pestered him.
"A weapon," Magneto said with interest. "Unfortunately, this one is not like my own. She is not as unique, as dear Maka," once he said her name and saw Liz's reaction up close, he knew he was correct and said, "A friend of yours?"
Dodoria saw Liz's reaction and he snapped his head back to start laughing loudly. "That's rich," he said in a deep tone and looked back down at the girl in a red bikini who turned her head and looked back at an unmoving Maka with such a pained expression on her face. "Now that's a look I haven't seen in a while," Dodoria said nostalgically. "I used to go planet to planet, killing most people in a family and leaving just one or two alive in a village or a planet. The looks on the faces of pathetic races when they're at their worst, when they come for their revenge only to fail," the fat pink monster smirked menacingly and licked his lips. "It's delicious."
Before I got caught, before Soul, Tsubaki, and Black Star got caught even, Soul told me Maka's team disappeared one day on a run when the two of them were in the middle of a fight. He wasn't out there to help her, and she must have been captured. Oh Maka, we looked everywhere for you. Dodoria and Magneto kept talking behind her, and she knew she had to turn back to face them in a second, but as she looked into Maka's eyes she saw the other girl flinch. Maka's body twitched in an unnoticeable way, one that Magneto did not see as he was too busy listening to the rantings of an alien boasting about mass planetary genocide. Maka's head lifted up the slightest amount and her eyes, though still glossed over, were not staring straight ahead any longer. They were looking directly back into Liz's.
She's still in there, Liz thought. She's still fighting. Hold on a little longer Maka. I was done fighting, I was going to give up and just wait here for Patty and Kid to show up, but I'm not going to leave you with this monster for long. I'm going to get you out of here!
600 Miles Southeast of Dressrosa
Night fell over the western coast of Aebrith. Had it still been light out though, the inside of the Order of the Sith's gathering circle would still be dark. There were no windows in the giant chamber, just an empty room full of dark figures. The lights from purple and red lightsabers around the circle of Sith Lords was all that lit up the room and cast dim lights on their faces.
"You were defeated Sion, accept your punishment!" A dark-skinned bald man standing near the head of the circle with two others announced. He was muscular and stepped forward to glare harder at the gray-skinned man on his knees in the center of the circle. The third-in-command of the Order of the Sith stepped closer to Sion, "A human girl-"
"She was no ordinary human," Sion said while staring straight at the floor beneath his bowed head. "She had a Keyblade."
"So you have said," a voice began from next to the man who was just admonishing him. This voice hissed unlike the darker skinned man's growl, and his throat sounded scratchy as he continued, "But you have yet to mention what has been bothering you since you arrived here. I can sense it inside you, a discontent with the Order. If this girl really was a Keybearer," the second-in-command lifted his head and his hood pushed back a little to reveal his wrinkly old face, "then I wonder what else she did to you?"
Sion said nothing. "Just because someone tells you to kill for them does not mean you have to do it. Who are you fighting me for? Doflamingo? Some other Sith Lord? You and I have no problem with each other… Ahh haa, ahh haa. You're pretty good. The darkness inside you is really strong, but I'm going to be stronger every time! 'Why?' Because! Light is always stronger than the darkness!"
The third figure at the head of the circle lifted his head and a deep frown came to his face. He did not move his arms, but Sion brought his hands up to his throat as he could no longer breath. That tall figure at the backs the other two stepped up so he was right behind the space in between them. In a deep voice that echoed around the room, the Emperor spoke, "Your heart has been tainted by light. There is no place for you here." Sion's body started to crumble but he could not let out a yell as his throat was already crushed. He turned to dust in the center of the room, then the Emperor shot up his left hand fast. "Not this time."
A ghost materialized in the center of the room above Sion's ashes. Sion's translucent form grabbed at its throat as the Emperor closed his open hand into a fist, and the Force Ghost screamed before sizzling away like it was being incinerated. Finally the screaming stopped, and the Emperor lowered his arm back down to his side. "There will be no retaliation against those who defeated Doflamingo and Driscoll," the Emperor announced darkly. "We will give them a wide berth so that they will leave us be."
"That way," the wrinkly old man started. Darth Sidious lifted his palms to face the ceiling and he continued, "We can return to our plans for the Resistance."
A voice spoke from the outside of the murmuring circle, "Our advance slows with every day."
"That is why," the Emperor began again, silencing the rest of the room on the spot. "The new strategy is being implemented." He rose an arm and in the center of the circle where Sion's ghost once floated, a holographic map of lower Aebrith appeared. "There," he motioned and a bolt of lightning sparked on a single dot on the map. "Terra Base will be the first to fall, with the help of our new allies."
Out from the opposite side of the circle as the leaders of the Sith, three figures stepped with a woman with long curly black hair in the center of them. She bowed in a very over-the-top way, while the two behind her made smaller, more nervous bows. The woman lifted back up and smiled a crazed smile, twisting the tip of a wand on her teeth, her eyes bugging out as she looked around the room. Bellatrix Lestrange cackled and then looked straight towards the Emperor, "We are very pleased to have been hired. Our Master is already on his way to Pon-Gatso. You will have your victory over the region within the month."
"I expect no less," the Emperor said, his voice chilling to the bone even for the three witches in black who were representing their organization at the Order of the Sith. The Emperor turned his head to his right and continued, "However, Darth Bane will be leading the assault on Terra." He saw the woman open her mouth to argue, and instead her hands clenched around her throat and her eyes went wide as they bugged out of her head. The Emperor continued in just as calm a deep voice, "It is not a problem."
Bellatrix was released from her hold and her legs trembled. She almost fell to her knees, but she stopped herself form doing so in front of all these Sith. When her eyes snapped back open she could not hide the murderous rage in them, but the Sith Lords around the room did not seem to care. Her right hand holding her wand shook violently, but the two behind her grabbed her by an arm each. "Of course it is not," the man on Bellatrix's left side said.
"We will follow his commands if it means death," the woman on Bellatrix's right added.
The Emperor nodded his head, then stepped backwards into the shadows of the room. His lightsaber sank back into the hilt, and he was gone. There was not even a shadow of him remaining where it just was, and the witches went wide-eyed as they could see through that empty space at the wall behind it. Lightsabers went off all around the room, and it became pitch black. Then, a voice spoke from behind them, the voice of the dark-skinned man who the Emperor called Darth Bane. He was behind them before they even knew it, his voice in the backs of their heads, whispering in a voice that gave them chills, "I will gather an army. Be ready for my call."
"Y-yeah," the male wizard began as he turned. When he turned around though, there was no one behind him. His eyes had adjusted to the dark already, and he looked around to see that the three of them were the only ones left in the chamber. Once he was sure they were all gone, he muttered under his breath, "Fucking Siths."
"You should have let me go for his throat," Bellatrix snarled, snapping her head from one to the other of her comrades.
"Then we all would have died," the other witch seethed. She heard her voice echo around the room and it gave her shivers to be in there on their own. "Let's go," she said.
The three cloaked figures put their hoods back up, then turned into pillars of black smoke that flew towards the entrance they came in from. They pushed the doors wide open and left them that way so that some light flooded into the room from the dim hallway outside. The dim light did make the room noticeably lighter though, light enough that had the witches and wizard stayed there for another few seconds, they may have noticed the figure in the corner. He stood there silently, stilly, so blandly unnoticeable that he was not even detected by the special agents hired by the Sith.
The figure stepped forward. He was a small boy, with short, straight, dark-purple hair. He had a broom in one hand, a dustpan in the other, and he wore a brown cloak that covered his entire body except for his head as his hood was down. He walked forward and his steps made a lot of noise; not because they echoed on the floor, but because of the clanking and jingling that followed behind him as he walked. Out from the bottom of his cloak, heavy link-chains dragged behind him and each of his steps was small as he had to shuffle because of the chain connecting his legs.
The boy walked into the center of the room and silently began sweeping up the remains of Darth Sion. He stopped sweeping for a moment and looked around the room, his eyes examining every last crevice he could see. There were pillars around the circle, but he was in there before the meeting and kept close watch on every person he saw enter and leave. I am alone, he thought, then his eyes gazed towards the doors to the hall. He rose up his left hand, pointed it at those doors, and they ever so slowly creaked to a close, plunging the room back into complete darkness. The boy closed his eyes and took a deep breath, before snapping them open and glaring at the pile of gray ash on the ground.
The child barely into his teens pointed a hand down at the ash and little by little, the pile started lifting into the air. His face covered in sweat, but he rose up a single line of ash and he continued to raise more up into that line without making the line any bigger. He brought more and more substance to the same space, making the ash harden as it got denser and denser. He rose up his cloak with his free hand and his face took on an expression of panic as the hard line of ash in front of him trembled like it was about to fall apart. He focused all his might on it and whispered under his breath, "Size is not an issue. Length of time neither. I can do this."
The ash steadied and he let out a deep breath. He looked down at his ankles and sweat was pouring down his face now as he saw the holes on the chains around them. He lowered the thin spike of ash down, lower, and lower, and a bead of sweat started dripping down the bridge of his nose. He watched it, going cross-eyed to follow it drip down, and he tried blowing it off with little blows of wind. It was not coming off though, and it was so distracting his Force control was taking a toll. In a frustrated movement he rose up his left arm and wiped his face fast, but when he lowered that arm, his ash line had not steadied, but collapsed completely and now there was a bunch of ash on top of his bare feet that were already covered in callouses and unclosed wounds.
"Shit, shit!" he hissed in anger and frustration. "Every time! I'm so close! I want to get out of here! I want to go home!" His voice continued to rise, and he realized it when it echoed off the walls around him. He shut himself up and looked around, checking to see if anyone was going to come see what was going on. Seconds passed and nothing happened, but he did not sigh in relief. He was still far too angry. He snapped his gaze back to the floor and tried focusing, but anger and frustration made it so the most he could get were a few particles of gray ash to shift around on the pile on the floor. "Grrr, rrrrrggg!" The boy rose up his right hand that he was using to try and move the ash, and he held it above his head, "God damn it!" He yelled.
His entire right hand covered in bright purple flames. A ball of fire emerged, and he threw it down at the floor below him, incinerating the ash into even smaller particles that scattered into the air. Flames ignited the ground and slowly died down after his outburst, but they cast a dark purple glow on his furious face as he stood there in the Order of the Sith. He looked angry, and frustrated, and afraid, and the Emperor let out a low chuckle from a room away.
The kid standing on purple fire breathed heavily in and out until his magical flames were all gone. He clenched his fists at his sides and water filled his eyes that were so dry a minute ago, as he thought that he had gotten control over himself, that he had told himself he would mask how he truly felt for now on. The kid glared at the floor beneath him and whispered, "Natsu, Gray, Master, Dad, I don't know how much more of this I can take." He wiped his eyes with his right arm and then lifted his head back up with dry eyes. Romeo Conbolt stared across the room at the doors out into the hall, and he imagined the path he would have to take from that exact spot to make it out of there. The chains are only the first step. I need to have every move planned out. Romeo looked back down at some lingering pieces of dust and he lifted back up his right hand, pointing it at the floor and making the dust start swirling in a circle. One of these days I'm going to escape this prison…
Natsu, if you are on this world… Please, help me!
A/N Hope you enjoyed... or got sad, don't really know which, maybe both? Leave a review telling me what you think below, questions or comments you have, or predictions for the next character to get a chapter in Chapter 5: Around the World, (next chapter it's one guy with a flashback* XD). Anyway, lots and lots of despair this chapter, but also some new characters I hope you're excited for. King, Liz, Maka, and Romeo are all slaves, getting brutally treated by their Cooperative Lords and High Lords, some worse than others... If y'all thought I put an M rating on Heroes Will Rise and not Nexus for no reason, prepare to be sadly mistaken, as shit gets dark pretty fast now that they've made it to Aebrith.
joebob323 chapter 25 . 11h ago
Yeah, it probably was Matt Parkman. I think this chapter was a huge eye-opener for me, as it helped the plot along, as well as introducing the characters we hadn't seen since metropolis fell. It was nice to see them doing their own things, as well as more people that are heading towards Arbirth, all for different reasons. I particularly like what you've done with Krillin, and I fell like he has a ton of potential for growing stronger. He was one of the only humans that even stood up to cell, and on a planet with more civilians, he naturally becomes a force to be reckoned with. DBS is also showing how strong Krillin can be, when his experience and battlefield techniques overpower Gohan, who should be many times stronger than him. Great job, and Hope to see more Krillin in the future. Also, quick question, are Ace, Sabo, and Mizore all in Arbirth, or are they watching the broadcast from Awul?
Thanks for another review! Yours was the only one this time, but truthfully I have not even slept yet since posting the last chapter. I was up all night writing essays and doing HW, then I wrote most of this chapter earlier today. Glad you like what I'm doing with Krillin, he shows up scattered all over the place... don't wanna spoil. I loved Gohan vs Krillin's fight, thought it was awesome especially cuz now Gohan's really going to get into his training knowing that Krillin can beat his ass. And for that final question, I put 'miles north of Dressrosa' at the top of their part to indicate that they were straight up the coast from where Luffy's group landed. So yeah, they were all in Aebrith, everyone who was in the last chapter were new arrivals: Ace, Krillin, and Stan. Thanks again!
-Here's a quick list of characters everyone! Thanks for reading! 'Till next time!
DBZ: Dodoria, Appule
X-Men: Magneto
Avatar TLA: Fire Lord
Star Wars: Darth Bane, Darth Sion, Sidious, the Emperor ( ;) not giving him away yet), Sith Lords
Fairy Tail: Master Makarov, Romeo, Gray, Natsu, Macao
Harry Potter: Bellatrix Lestrange
Ben 10: Driscoll
One Piece: Doflamingo
Kingdom Hearts: Kairi, Keyblade, Keybearer
Seven Deadly Sins: Elaine, King (Harlequin), Merlin, Meliodas, Ban
Soul Eater: Arachne, Giriko, Kishin, Soul, Black Star, Maka, Tsubaki, Liz, Patty, Death the Kid