And here we go people, chapter three of G4F Chronicles II.
Chapter Three
The smell of blood reigned over the Undead Alliance’s stronghold. Bodies of dead troops lied everywhere. Inside the throne room, the Sovereign himself, still barely alive, lied in a pool of his own blood, as did his subordinate Harlequin who was dead. However, the Sovereign attempted to plea with his attacker.
“Please spare me,” the Sovereign requested. “Take my money, take my kingdom, just spare my life.”
Azriel smirked and said, “After I’ve already done so much to get to this point.”
“What?” the Sovereign said blood spewing from the corners of his mouth. “What do you mean by that?”
“What I mean is your army is destroyed,” Azriel explained. “And your Undead Alliance is no more. We’ve been watching this area for a long time and we will not have you, or anyone else, interfere with our plans.”
“No wait…!”
Those were the last words that came out of the Sovereigns mouth.
Beep!
Azriel pulled out a small communication device and spoke into it.
“Yeah?”
“Is the task done, Azriel?”
“Yes, everyone is dead.” Azriel answered double-checking.
“Good, come now. We have a schedule to keep.”
“Has he returned?” Azriel asked.
“Not yet. He will be here soon. But you need to be back before he gets here, otherwise we can’t continue.”
“Very well.” Azriel said. He then put up the device and, with radiant light glowing from within him, he shot through the roof of the stronghold and headed west towards the way of the Empire.
~
“So…uh…what exactly is this job?” Zabobula asked Snorbet as the four walked into the forest beyond the great hill.
“Ah, again with the questions Stickman?” Snorbet answered with a question.
“How did you?” Zab paused.
“Like I said,” Snorbet began casually, “I’ll answer all questions afterwards. This really isn’t the proper time…”
“RIBBIT!”
Sir Frog croaked very loudly and Snorbet immediately acted. “Everyone take cover.”
Zabobula was about to speak when Fice grabbed his arm and began running towards a cover of bushes.
“Be quiet,” Fice shushed Zabobula. “Someone’s coming.”
“Let me ask you something,” Zabobula began, “Did your boss tell you who I was?”
“What do you mean?” Fice asked. “I know who you are.”
“In that case,” Zabobula began, his eyes turning crimson again, “let me go!”
Zabobula broke free of Fice’s grasp and dashed into the center area. Everyone was hiding behind some form of cover but the childish form of Zabobula stood out awaiting whatever would come.
“Whoever is following us come out!” Zabobula blurted out. “Show your face!”
“That fool,” Snorbet said quietly, “What does he think he’s doing?”
Sir Frog replied with a croak.
Footsteps could be heard from a small distance. Zabobula ran towards the sound until he found the one who made them. His eyes lit up when he found out who it was.
“Haywire?” Zabobula uttered.
Snorbet, Fice, and Sir Frog came out from cover and walked towards Zab and the individual.
“Long time no see, Stickman.”
~
“So what do you think?”
The Imperial Generals, Marshall and Silva, gazed in amazement as the Council of Two, Drahcir and Mailliw unveiled highly developed military aircrafts from their world as a gift.
“Incredible,” Marshall simply put it.
“But we don’t know how to use them.” Silva pondered.
“We have compiled instructions on usage in this file here,” Drahcir said as he ordered Mailliw to take out the file. “It takes some time getting used to them but I assure you, they will serve your needs well military-wise.”
“I don’t know else to say,” Silva managed out a few more words.
Mailliw described the ships to the two dumbfounded generals, “They are all AMS-112 (Advanced Military Ship) crafts equipped with both rapid and missile launching capabilities. They are mainly for tactical purposes and shouldn’t be used straightforward. It preserves their life expectancy.”
“I see,” Silva added. “We are most grateful for your gift and we…”
Suddenly a large humming noise came from above. The clouds quickly darkened and began spiraling in the surrounding area. Everyone backed away slowly as they noticed that the clouds seemed to be spiraling around their area. And then it happened. A large beam of light shot down from the sky and headed towards all of them.
“Everyone scatter!” Silva shouted.
Marshall and Silva leapt one way and Drahcir and Mailliw leapt another. The beam of light smashed into the spaceship that Drahcir and Mailliw was inside, completely destroying it. The shockwave from the impact knocked everyone off guard. Marshall was even swept off his feet.
“Our ship!” Mailliw yelled.
Drahcir sensed an approach of an unknown presence and immediately drew a weapon from his belt clasp. What seemed like a harmless handle from a broken bladed weapon extended into a long beam sword. Mailliw drew his weapon as well.
As shocked as Marshall was at the destruction of the ship, he quickly became fascinated in the new weapons that Drahcir and Mailliw spawned from their waists. Silva broke his trance and helped him up.
“General Silva,” Drahcir began, “if you have weapons or some fighting prowess, you will prepare them now. Someone is on the move and heading this way.”
“Can you tell how many?” Silva asked.
“Three of them,” Drahcir answered and added, “and they all have a very large amount of aura surrounding them.”
Everyone prepared for anything that might happen. The four gathered into a line and awaited whoever was on the way. High winds blew in their direction signifying approach. And then, three cloaked figures dropped down from out of the sky right in front of the four.
Marshall and Silva took a good look at them but couldn’t recognize them. Drahcir’s temper seemed to be under control but Mailliw wanted answers immediately.
“Are you the ones who destroyed our ship?”
“Yes, but it doesn’t matter.” The figure in the middle asked stepping forward. “You will all be dead soon.”
Silva began to recognize the voice but he couldn’t identify who it belonged to. Marshall was aware that Silva was trying to figure out who it was.
Drahcir stepped forward. “What do you mean, who are you?”
“Since you’re all going to die,” the middle figure began. “I suppose it won’t hurt for me to tell you who your killer was.”
The middle figure removed his hood and unveiled himself to the four. Silva and Marshall gasped as they stared into the culprit’s revealed face.
“My name,” the male began, “Dazzapizza, Mage of the Dark Rebellion will grant you a painless death.”
Knowing who the person was, Marshall and Silva were enraged.
“You traitor!” Silva yelled out. “How could you turn on us?!”
“Yeah how?!” Marshall added. “This isn’t for the Empire it’s against it!”
“I am not for the Empire!” the Mage responded. “The Empire’s ways are corrupt and we, members of the Dark Rebellion, are hear to cleanse it, purge it, and rebuild over it!”
Mailliw listened but his anger rose to the point where he couldn’t take it any longer. So he acted.
“I don’t care who you all are,” Mailliw began leaping out with beam sword in both hands, “you will all pay for the destruction of our ship!”
“No, Mailliw wait!” Drahcir shouted, trying to hinder his impulsive apprentice.
But Mailliw’s leap into the air was the spark need to ignite the fire.
~
A heavy thunderstorm came to LFE Castle. Several people were in a hurry trying to get to the main hall. Lord Razen was delivering a speech to the people of the Empire letting them know of the current situation.
Cirno, Don Giovanni, Lauli, and Paddy stood on top of the stage awaiting Razen’s arrival. The sea of people below the stage could be heard chatting and discussing about the rumors G4F and speculating on who may be at fault.
“I heard some former warriors from here destroyed the Domain,” Alec, an inhabitant of the LFE Castle, speculated.
“Who knows,” Dome, a swordfighter in Don Giovanni’s Western Brigade, added. “I myself used to be a former member of G4F, but I left way before this mess started.”
“What do you think Handertaker?” Alec asked the man next to Dome. “Where do you situate yourself in all this? You’re a former G4Fer as well.”
“Please refrain from using ‘G4Fer’,” Handertaker requested. “I personally don’t like the term. But I can’t exactly make out anything of all this. But hopefully, Lord Razen can.”
Another Imperial General, Sinow Rappy, came in from the left entrance and headed towards the four on the stage. “Where is Lord Razen?”
Cirno responded, “He is on the way. There was a little mishap with the G4F members who came here from the east and Blue-Phoenix.”
“Man, what has been eating BP lately anyway?” Lauli asked. “I saw him earlier and he seemed so distant.”
“I don’t know,” Cirno responded. “But hopefully Lord Razen has fully resolved that meaningless squabble.”
“Apparently, BP hates G4Fers,” Paddy said.
“I wouldn’t say ‘apparently’,” Lauli corrected, “I would rather use, obviously.”
“Meh,” Paddy shrugged.
“Now presenting your royal highness, leader and ruler of the LF Empire, Lord MH-Razen!”
The crowd of people below rose out of their seats and began clapping and applauding as the Empire’s ruler made his way towards the stage. Blue-Phoenix watched from above on an elevated platform hidden from the thousands of eyes below. However, as the G4F members made their way onto the stage as well, Bred (whom BP encountered earlier) immediately set his eyes on him.
The G4Forians took seats to the far right of Lord Razen as he walked up to the platform and begun his speech.
“Ladies and gentlemen, I have called upon you all to shed light on the news that has befallen us. Yes, the rumors are true, one of our most powerful allies, the Domain of G4F, has been destroyed.”
The crowd immediately began humming throughout the hall but not loud enough to cease Lord Razen from his speech.
“We may have lost the Domain, but its people were given safe passage away from harm to the far east. And to my right [your left], these three men, all members of the former Domain, traveled far and brought me news of who are the cause of this disaster. They were all former members of our Empire, but they disowned themselves from us and abandoned our ways. The ones, who are at fault for this calamity, are the members of the Dark Rebellion!”
Immediately, the people in the crowd began conversing, more vociferously than before. Most of them were saying the obvious first questions “Dark Rebellion?” “What is the Dark Rebellion?” “I’ve never heard of them before.”
Cirno rose and shouted to the crowd, “Silence, let His Majesty continue!”
The crowd halted its chatter, somewhat.
“We know some of the members who were described in the initial attack of the G4F Domain. However we do not know how large this organization is. But we intend on bringing these villains to justice!”
The crowd immediately yelled in applause for their leader. Cirno looked at the crowd and, for some reason, turned to look at the G4Forians. He immediately noticed BreD’s intense expression on his face. Then he noticed that his expression completely changed from intense anger to pure shock.
“JUSTICE?”
The word echoed throughout the main hall and the crowd began looking around for the one who spoke it in such an inquiring tone of voice. Lord Razen looked up and as he did so did everyone else in the crowd below. Up above on the elevated stage stood Blue-Phoenix. However, next to him, a cloaked man came forward and made his presence visible in the room.
“There is no Justice in this Empire.” The cloaked man continued, “Your idea of Justice is simply the elimination of the visible source of the problem but you never look beneath the surface of things. That was always the problem in this Empire. And I am here to bring new Justice to this Empire. But in the process, I will eliminate the old Justice!”
Cirno rose from his seat and struck back at the cloaked menace, “How dare you speak of the Empire in such a manner! Who are you anyway?!”
The cloaked man was silent for but a moment and answered, “I am Justice.”
After speaking these words the figure revealed himself to the public crowd and everyone began gasping in shock and awe.
“It’s Noir.” Cirno said aloud.
“Yes, KadajNoir,” the man declared and suddenly two more cloaked figures appeared behind him as he continued, “The Dark Angel of Justice and we, the Dark Rebellion, are here to bring a new meaning to the name: Justice!”
End of Chapter Three...
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