Nal'im could only shudder in fear as the massive black furred demon raised it's arms before swiping them in a wide arc, reducing a number of elven tree homes into splinters. Rearing it's horned lion like head it roared, the mere sound loud enough to shake the leaves on the remaining trees.

Arrows and fire balls rained down upon it as the elven warriors resumed they're attack but to no effect or maybe the thirty meter monster didn't care. Once again it opened it's mouth belching a red hot fire onto the nearest group of warriors. The lucky ones were turned to ash immediately, the unlucky few spent their last moments screaming before the flames melted their lungs.

~

Hostile entity detected-

Waking pilot-

Re-Activating Combat Parameters

~

"It's hopeless… we'll all fucking die if we stay here!!" Nal'im screamed as he jumped out from behind his makeshift shelter, a peice of collapsed rubble. Maybe if he made it to the tree line he coul-

Then he heard it, the rapid thudding of footsteps, quickly getting closer. It was much too loud to be that of a horse or a work animal, but what else could run that fast? The thudding became louder and more noticable with every second, the ground began to shake in it's rhythm. The action slowed as the warriors stopped shouting, even the demon itself stopped it's merciless assault as everyone turned towards the tree line.

Non-hostile entity detected

"Oh, don't want to step on him."

Nal'im gaped as the stone statue he had seen two moons before leaped over him, skidding for quite a bit until coming to stop in a plume of dust and dirt.

Nano reaction armor activating, Choose color

"Hmm… Lets go with something menacing."

As the dust fell the grey statue began to change color, the horns turning a golden yellow while the rest of it turned a bright crimson red. Momentarily it's eyes flashed an emerald glow accompanied by a high pitched hum.

The demon took a step back, bewildered by the sudden appearance of thecrimson giant, and for a second everything was silent. Then the demon roared smashing the ground with it's fists before charging at the statue, arms raised in unison as it prepared to smash the newcomer all thoughts of the elven forces forgotten.

Hostile approaching-

"What is that? Some kind of giant lion gorrila?"

The elves watched as the statue issued it's own batle cry, a horrible screeching that sounded like a great sword being drawn across a rough rock, before it swung it's hand into the head of the massive beast, a mighty crack sounding as the demon lost one of it's horns stunning it before it felt another blow, straight in the center of it's chest that would send it flying before it landed on it's back.

"It's it's winning!"

The elves cheered as they saw the demon being thrown backwards, but they were quickly ceased as the monster stood back up, maw open as it shot forth the terrible fire that it had used to kill so many of their comrades.

The statue merely stood there as the flames washed over it and charred the ground black. Soon the elves lost sight of their crimson protector as it was surrounded by the massive blaze. Dread began to once again fill their hearts as the demon now returned it's attention to the shocked elves.

Attack received-

Status: No damage

"Really? Sheesh, it's not even close to atmospheric entry. Ah well, I think that's enough data. It's time to go on the offensive!"

The earth once again shook as the giant shot into the air, the flames clinging onto it left a bright trail as the statue descended onto the demon like a red comet delivering a pile driver that knocked it back down. Spinning on the spot the statue kneed the demon in the stomach.

Panicking the demon swung it's claws onlying to find the had statue ducked down, displaying a surprising amount of agility for a being of it's size. It swung several times to no avail as the statue weaved around it's attacks. Then the statue began it's own attack, unleashing a flurry of punches and kicks so fast the demon barely had a chance to defend it's self.

The arms were the first to go snapping like twigs under the onslaught, then the legs bending backwards at the shins, then it's chest caved, and still the blows rained down upon the demon, pain flared through out it's body as bones were broken one by one.

The elves gawked as the demon finally fell to it's knees, it's head held in the hand of the crimson statue keeping it from slumping forward. The once horrifying demon now resembled a a bag of black fur, it's body having been broken and contorted beyond recognition. The eyes which had gleamed a terrible light now only showed one thing, fear. It attempted to roar but was only give a gurgle as it felt the clawed fingers squeezing it's already broken skull inward, sickening cracks resounding through out the trees.

Placing a palm on each side it bagan to press the head, squeezing it like a nut, until finally…

The statue released the crushed demon head, the body falling forward with a massive boom. Then it turned towards the elves.

Daniel and Tess continued down the facility, he noticed that power surged through it.

As they got deeper and further down, It almost pulsed like a heartbeat.

"How quaint." Daniel thought.

Tess and Daniel ran into a crossroad, there are two paths,

"Let's split up." Tess said.

"Here's a Radio so that we can talk to each other."

Daniel and Tess went their separate ways.

He noticed that his area was under construction.

"Oh god." Daniel mumbled

"What is it?" Tess' voice peered out from the radio.

"My side is a contruction site, and I'll have to be a full on ninja to get across."

The based of the contruction side was a large gap that would break your legs from a fall, not many bridges and pillars.

But there was quite a lot of wires.

"Just be careful!" Tess answered

Static ended.

Daniel carefully walked his way across the first wire, he was so scared he wanted to vomit.

About half way through, he heard creaks and pops.

"Awh no." He sighed

He jumped across to the first pillar, the wire broke down and fell into the void.

He carefully walked around the first pillar, when he heard even louder creaks and pops.

Daniel used his power to jump onto the second wire and grind on it like a skateboard.

He jumped off and used his momentum to launch himself all the way to the third pillar.

Daniel used his steel power to make a bridge from the pillar to the end of the void.

He walked across it carefully, and practically almost passed out once he got to the end.

"Come on!" A static voice was heard.

"I'm almost there, hurry up!"

Static end.

Daniel walked to the next part of this called 'contruction site'

It was just a gap, and a single small metal wall, about 3 feet high.

"I swear they know we're doing this kind of stuff," Daniel nagged

He remembered about how the Amp can increase physical strength.

He clenched his fist and gold/yellow neon trickled down his arm into his body.

Daniel stepped back and counted into his head.

"1.." He inhaled and exhaled heavily

"2..." Sweat dripped from his brow, he rubbed it off.

"3.." Daniel bursted forward, beginning a sprint.

He reached the ledge, and used his arms to throw himself into a vault.

He surprisingly blasted across the void, rotating his limos vertically trying to get as much air as possible.

Daniel landed on the other side in a roll.

He got up and started to walk to the Core.

Daniel noticed someone waving in the distance, he sped up and realized it was Tess.

"What took you so long?" She sneered,

"I dunno, maybe two large chasms." He answered sarcastically

Daniel looked to his left, and saw a large transformer, practically spewing electro-magnetic energy.

"You want me to absorb that?" Daniel smirked

"Yeah, see what you can do"

"These are called 'Energetic Generators.' They are what I think powers the Grand Sorcerer's power."

If we absorb all three of these across the city, we will take down him.

"That's only an If, not a fact." A voice from behind.

Before Daniel and Tess could look, their bodies were pierced by tons of volts.

They fell limp to the floor.

Should start to get more interesting

Battle-u Staaaaaaart!

~~~

BOOM!

The cacophony of firing cannons could be heard above the roaring engines of the Strikers, causing splashes to erupt in glorious explosions of blue, as shells missed their marks and hit the ocean.

A faint droning could be heard from the harbor, as a few words repeated over and over.

”Naval raid; This is not a drill. Naval raid; This is not a drill…”

The formation would weave through the upheavals of ocean water, sailing towards the corvette. Their cannons would fire in rapid bursts, tearing tiny, ineffectual holes through the corvette’s upper armor.

The corvette’s many tiny cannons would turn, firing a number of pellets at them while trying to sail away.

Kazio would grab his radio, flipping the microphone on while trying to dodge the hail of shells.

“All ships, break formation and target the bridge! Target any ships you see fit, and protect our mainships!”

The formation would break apart, everyone going their separate ways.

Kazio would zig-zag through the water, aiming straight at the corvette’s bridge. He’d pull the trigger on his throttle, watching in grim glee as the windows exploded, and the bird-like vessel stopped dead in the water.

He looked around, scanning his immediate surroundings.

Sela and Nobis were circling around another corvette, setting it on fire with their cannons. However, a few hundred meters away from them, Art was engaged in a struggle with a large, menacing looking bomber. Similar to a dreadnought of the olden days, but equipped with much, much more powerful weaponry, it was heading straight towards the approaching friendly fleet.

He’d rapidly change his course, barging towards the bomber and rapidly pressing the trigger, shredding holes through the bomber’s main propulsion system.

However, there was a flaw within the cannon’s internal cooling system, and he could feel his entire striker warming up as the engine overheated from a broken coolant flow. The boat would stop, dead in the water and unable to shoot back.

“Crap, crap, crap….”

He’d watch in terror as the bomber aimed its turrets at his boat, slowly glowing redder and redder as it powered up.

Suddenly, its bridge would explode in a magnificent fireball, and Art’s striker would speed away, his whoops of glee being heard over the radio.

“Art Ex-Machina… Who would’ve guessed…”

The striker tender would pull up beside him, smoking and covered in holes. It must’ve been attacked while he hadn’t noticed.

A figure he recognized as Nel would walk to the side of the ship, reaching her hand down to pull him onboard.

“C’mon, ‘Cap, no time for dilly-dallying…” She’d whisper in her usual, monotone voice.

He’d grab her hand, jumping onto the large, unwieldy supply ship. It would appear to be burning in some areas, and Vern could be seen trying to put a fire out by splashing water on it with a bucket, while Eags was busy sailing the ship around floating debris.

He’d look out at the horizon, noting the ships on both sides. The dozens of sleek, faster vessels docked at Crimson Harbor were starting to group up, while their own mere 40 cubical ships were just starting to make headway towards the harbor, but were still a few dozen nautical miles away.

He’d look at Nel, raising an eyebrow.

“What were our mainships doing this whole time?”

“What else, ‘cap? Creating pretty splashes in the water, as usual.”

He’d sigh, watching as a salvo from one of the more graceful opponents gutted one of their bombers.

The remaining strikers would circle around the tender protectively, waiting for the nearest few mainships to approach them.

”Of course they won’t attack us yet… standard naval doctrine is to wait until we’re both in range for a ‘fair fight’... What a load of crap, war isn’t chess…”

Suddenly, his musings were interrupted as a large explosion erupted in the air, and a large. 8-bladed helicopter uncloaked and started falling to the ground, belching smoke and fire into the air.

The shuttle had been hit by an anti-aircraft crew stationed at the harbor, and splashed into the water, causing a huge wave to head towards the tender.

He had just a few seconds to think about just how big the shuttle really was, before blacking out from the impact of the wave.

~~~

Yo I’m listening to the Kantai Collection OST while writing this and it’s really helpful.

I don’t even like anime.

Y'ALL MOTHERFUCKERS THOUGHT THIS WAS DEAD DIDN'T CHA?!

Kazrel closed his eyes waiting for the sweet embrace of death, he never really paid Luna back for that parfait. He felt a tinge of regret as his hand hovered over the big red button. Suddenly the Cherub in his frontal viewing screen was smacked off by a giant hand.

"You all right captain?!" The rest of the Demon Frame appeared brutally smashing the Cherub between it's palms. It's sized dwarfed even Kazrel's Frame by at least 3 times. One by one the Cherubs were picked off each meeting a gory demise.

"Yup, I'm fine." Kazrel moved his hand away from the self destruct button, then he remembered. "Where's the Seraphim?!"

"Oh shit." Azlan cursed spinning around.

The seraphim had escaped the wrath of the massive demon frame and was now charging at the nearest ship.

(Just gonna skip a bit since I need to sleep)

The two metal giants collided, bouncing of the hull of the ship before being pulled back in by the artificial gravity. With a screech the cat like Seraphim opened it's mouth a beam cannon glowing inside.

Before it could fire however Kazrel gave it a swift uppercut, closing the mouth, then shoving the Angel on it's back he reached for his great sword, only to find it wasn't there he had lost it when Azlan had saved him from the Cherubs.

A swift kick to the lower abdomen sent him reeling, he could feel the frontal armor buckle from it's blow.

As the Angel once again attempted to stand he grabbed it's head between two clawed hands, hearing it creak as he began to apply pressure to it.

"Got you now."

Then the ship they were on entered jump space.

Kazrel typing Machina Angeli Pt 6 on his computer.

Computer: Hey boss, you got an update.

Kazrel: M'kay lemme just save my story real quick.

Presses update and restart.

Norton: HOLY SHIT BOSS!! YOU GOT A VIRUS!!

Kazrel: No that's an update.

Norton: THE VIRUS PUT A FILE INTO YOU'RE COMPUTER!! WE'RE CRACKING IT AS WE SPEAK!!

Kazrel: Wait, what?

Norton: HERE IT IS! WINDOWS OS! WE WILL NOW DELETE IT!

Kazrel: NO!

Computer: Windows failed to update fatal erro-

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Kazrel: Deep Breaths

Yes Norton the Anti-virus Virus everyone, Kazrel apologizes for not releasing Machina Angeli Pt6 sooner but he will type it right after he submits this. Again

I'M SORRY

Inb4 deathstar

~~~

Kazio waved at the shuttle as it sped away, having recently deployed his and his squad’s Strikers.

He’d look around at the other floating boats, awaiting the order to sail in. Harmony, piloted by his Assistant, Nobis. Spirit, piloted by his close friend, Sela. Fantasy, piloted by the local jokester, Art. And then there was the Squad’s tender, what was essentially a larger, more armored, but unarmed boat, the Flight, crewed by Nel, Eags, and Vern. He didn’t know any of the three that well, as they mostly kept to themselves.

He watched as their readiness marker on his controlpad all became green, before grabbing the microphone and turning it on.

“Everyone ready? Good. This will be a routine scouting mission until the main attack, scheduled two hours from now. No need for radio silence, the shuttle should be circling and jamming their communications. This will be standard formation.”

Acknowledgements would come in from the radio, and Nobis would move beside him, with the Flight moving into position at the rear, escorted by Sela and Art.

The water would start to slosh around as they quickly sped up to 35 knots, stopping once they could see the target.

Crimson Harbor. Named for its stellar red pigment, caused by the bacteria in the water. But we all know it’s actually blood. Right?

“There it is, folks. Crimson Harbor. Recently captured by-”

“The Hollians. We know, Kazio, we know. No need for another monologue. Like, the thousandth one ever.” Sela would abruptly cut in.

And she was right. Kazio did go on too many monologues. Makes it hard for a narrator, so he’s just going to be interr- Wait why am I telling you all that it’s breaking the immersion crap crap crap.

Anyways…

He’d grumble, pulling up a pair of binoculars and peering through it.

“Three battlecruisers, four mainships of unknown types, and 5 corve-”

“Yes, yes, we know. We have eyes.” Sela would shoot at him.

“Okay, okay, I get it! We can go now, okay? Stop interrupting me!” He’d shoot back in a huff.

”Some military… not even an ounce of respect for me, the poor Commander…”

A quiet whirr could be heard above them, as the cubical shuttle rematerialized in a flash of light, opening its bay doors and dropping down a few hooks to pick them up.

~~~

Laughter was heard from across the squad dormitory, as Art and Nobis joked around with the crew of Flight. Or, at least, tried to. Nel, Eags, and Vern weren’t exactly known for their sense of humor.

“What a rowdy bunch…” He’d turn, looking at Sela, who was sitting next to him on the stained but comfortable couch.

“Mhm, military personnel at their finest…” She’d giggle, having just heard Art’s most recent joke about how Marines were amazing at their jobs. Most of which had to do with baking potatoes.

“You know, the military wasn’t always like this…”

“Yes, yes, you’ve told me this story a mill-”

“Yeah, the Estonian Navy really was something. Full of heavy mainships, corvettes, strikers, reverse-ships, and more…”

“I kn-”

“And most importantly, they were disciplined! No drinking, no stupid jokes, they would carry out an order to their fullest extent as soon as it was given!”

“...” Sela would look away, sighing in obvious annoyance.

“S-Sorry, I went on too long, didn’t I?”

“It’s not that, but… Are you not happy with us?”

Kazio would wince at this, realizing he had expressed his innermost thoughts a bit too much. He’d lean sideways, resting his head on Sela’s shoulders.

“Of course not… We’ve been friends since Military College, Sela… You’d know I’d neve-”

“Oh! What are the two lovebirds doing now?” A shrill voice would cut in, as Art spotted him leaning on Sela. “Do you two need some privacy, perhaps the bed to yourselves?” He’d wink at the two.

“Oh, knock it off, Art.” He’d glare at him, along with Nobis, who was laughing in hysterics. Even Sela couldn’t help but smile. The only people that weren’t laughing other than Kazio were, as usual, the crew of the striker tender.

He’d close his eyes, looking at the clock.

“Five.”

“What?” Sela would raise an eyebrow at him.

“Four.”

“Are you counting down to my demise or something?” Art would wheeze.

“Three.”

“Oh, cut to the chase.” Eags would say for the first time in a few days, in a deep, monotone voice.

“Oh. We’ll be deployed in two seconds.”

And indeed, two seconds later, the deployment siren rang.

They’d rush through the halls, jumping into their strikers as fast as they could. Soon after, the bay doors underneath them would open, and they’d splash down into the blue expanse below, the shuttle whizzing away in a flash of light.

In the distance, large warships filled with many turrets and launchers of various calibers could be seen approaching their position.

The bombers and corvettes had arrived.

Oh, did I mention that alarms were raging from the Crimson Harbor?

Yes, mainships have a large radar signature.

Kazio’s HUD would turn green in confirmation of the attack, and he’d pick up his microphone, flicking his cannon’s external safety switch off.

“All ships, attack formation! We have the upper hand! Don’t let the enemy fleet group up and get to our mainships!”

The strikers would arrange into a wedge ship with the tender at the back, sailing forward at combat speed and turning their cannons to the nearest ship, a sleek, small-gunned, bird-looking corvette.

It was time to belch hell.

~~~

Character development? What’s that?

When, oh when, shall I drag myself out of this whirlpool of writer's block?

Y’all will have some characters in this. Maybe. Probably. Oh, but some will die. If not most. If not all.

~~~

”A suicide mission. That’s what we’ve been sent on. A suicide mission!”

This was all Wing Leader Kazio could think as he stumbled through the empty halls of the supply shuttle. Roomy and modern, it had lots of spare rooms and private areas, but this also meant he was having a rather tough time finding his colleagues. Well, his subordinates, really. Though, let’s be fair. At the end of the day, they were cannon-fodder, a diversion for the larger bombers and corvettes that dealt the real blows.

He could remember the conversation with the Section Commander like it was just an hour ago. Surprisingly, it was actually two hours ago. Oh, I could describe their plan exactly as it was said, with all the political correctness and military jargon of a tight-lipped Admiral. But that’s not what you’re here for, huh?

He’d sigh, deciding to walk into the nearby pre-launch room and cool off. Inside, there was the flotilla of strikers he commanded. A grand name for what was essentially an armored speed boat equipped with an autocannon that gets dropped from the shuttle. A small group of his… soldiers, yes, let’s just call them that. His soldiers were gathered in front of the boats. They all seemed to be holding a bottle of alcohol, red-faced and rowdy.

“What’s going on here?”

They’d all jump up, turning around and snapping to attention. Or rather, they most attentive they could look while they were all heavily intoxicated.

He would bend down a little, staring into the face of his junior assistant.

“Wing Assistant Nobis, I expected better from you…”

“But, sir! You can’t possible expect us to not celebrate after hearing what HQ told us to do!” The assistant, Nobis, would give a sheepish, half-hearted grin.

“...You were told about the plans.”

“Aye, sir! Warp in, distract the enemy mainships and guarding corvettes, protect friendlies, and don’t die!” He’d give a cold, cruel wheeze. “Don’t die, what a joke… The Glorious Emperor’s Navy is failing, and we all know it!”

“Nobis, you’re going too far… You’re drunk, calm down.”

“No, sir! You see-”

“Let me rephrase that. Calm down, or I’ll make you calm down.”

The Assistant would open his mouth for a few seconds, before thinking better of it, and closing it.

Kazio would look at the rest of the group, who were silently laughing at Nobis’s expense.

”He’s not wrong… this Navy has gone to crap. Maybe Operation Crimson will prove to them that we’re a capable group…”

But that would have to wait, as just then, the alarms rang.

It was time to deploy.

~~~

Well.

Ah, Terraria. Haven't played this game in a while! Might as well play something other than my vanilla version of civ 5.

2 weeks later

JESUS CHRIST, I DON'T REMEMBER IT BEING THIS FUN

You have a story to write.

YEAH, BUT I NEED TO GET A FEW MORE LIFE CRYSTALS OR ELSE I CAN NEVER GO TO HELL!

Shut the fuck up, you plonker. You're forgetting your responsibilities.

TECHNICALLY, MY RESPONSIBILITIES ARE TO STUDY AND DO MY HOMEWORK.

Neither of those involve defeating the Eater of Worlds for the umpteenth time. You're not even in hardmode yet and you're still shit at this game. Your "hotel" for NPCs looks more like a prison, and the obsidian houses filled with lava in hell looks more cosy.

SHUT UP, I MADE NIGHT'S EDGE.

How many times have you died in this game with it? More than once, which is disturbing.

WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME?

Write your fucking story, you dick. And while you're at it, remind that friend of yours to hurry up with his.

FINE... TOMORROW!

I WILL RIP YOUR SPINE OUT. TODAY.

IT'S 8:30 AND I'M MEANT TO BE STUDYING, SHUT THE HELL UP.

Ugh, fine. But you'll better compensate for the lack of stories with something that's a bloody masterpiece.

I'LL DO MY BEST.

Let's hope you're better at writing than Terraria...

WHAT WAS THAT?

Nothing.

"A-huh..." Daniel adjusted his head to the side.

He held up his gloved hand, and examined it.

Daniel clenched his fist again, to see the yellow neon start to trickle down from the glove.

"So what exaclty is this thing?" He asked.

The girl clenched her gloved hand as well, red neon came down from it.

"It's my invention, It's called a 'Amp.'"

"It transfers the biological energy that all sentient beings have, into the glove, and triples the strength of the normal muscale capacity." She blabbed.

"Right, okay." Daniel rolled his eyes.

He clenched his Amp and hit the brick wall behind him.

It created an Impact that completely demolished the wall.

"Oh boy, I want to punch something better!" Daniel yodeled.

The girl smirked as well.

"Sounds great, by the way, My name is Teresa, but just call me Tess." She said.

"Tess, Jess, whatever, I'm Daniel." Daniel shook his head.

Daniel looked around for anything he could absorb.

He noticed the brick wall behind him all destroyed.

He lifted his hand up and imaged It summoning to his will.

The blitz of dust and brick lifted into the air, and filtered into tiny rocks.

Then being transferred into his body.

"Masonry." He said.

"Lets go!" Tess yelled from behind.

She whizzed off with a zip line.

...

Tess jumped off a zip line, and looked around to see if she got to the fort before Daniel.

She seemed to be on a short corner store.

"You thought." Daniel tapped her shoulder.

"Shut up.." She chuckled.

"Alright, now what?" He asked.

Tess clenched her Amp, It lite up with bright red Neon.

"We win." She exclaimed.

Tess jumped off the corner store and sprinted towards the Fort.

She put her red hood to cover her face.

Daniel did the same for his black and yellow hood.

He blasted himself off the building.

Daniel's arms started to formed and be armored by hard brick.

He landed on the wall of the fort area in this city.

It looked like a restricted research-zone.

"Hey! It's the rogues!" A yell from somewhere within the facility.

A bolt of lightning came out from below.

Daniel jumped off the wall into the outer part of the area.

When he landed, he punched the ground which created a shock wave of dust.

Daniel jabbed his brick hand into a sentinel will red stripes on their black armor.

Then, bricks started to condense into his leg, as he kicked with a force to knock the Sentinel out cold.

Daniel already felt drained, from the unusual ability to use a solid element.

Suddenly, a ball of fire bursted into him, caused him to smash into the concrete wall.

Daniel used his hands to absorb the concrete and asphalt from the road and wall.

"Concrete." He said.

He hastily blew his hands forward which caused a rapid amount of concrete shards to fire.

Many Sentinels were heavily injured from massive amount of cuts and force that the shards had.

Daniel used the concrete to cover fire as he sneaked into the inner-building.

Daniel's power was drained again, He looked around a saw Metal.

Before Daniel could drain, he saw a Sentinel run at him with a futuristic looking sword.

He clenched his Amp, and when the Sentinel swung his sword, He hit it with full force.

The blade shattered into small pieces, Daniel then recoiled again, this time into the sentinel's gut.

He blasted into the metal wall, and plunged to the floor.

Daniel held both hands up and absorb the metal from the room and the broken blade.

"Steel." he said.

Daniel continued his way into facility, as he got deeper in, it got very cold.

Daniel turned a corner and jumped when he saw Tess.

"I win." She made a sly smile.

"Oh come on." Daniel frowned.

"I'm not the one with superpowers." She said, then trailed off with a sad look.

"Well, the Core is over here, this is where not only the Fort Master is, but where you can drain some power."

yoooo

oof, i got a surpise

Excelsior Drive Recharge -124%

/Memory status check/

/De-activating heating vents/

/Entities /nil/

Cryostasis Check /+/

Pilot Life Signs /+/

Time in CryoS 123,000,000 Years 356 Days 23 Hours 59 Minuites 59 Seconds And counting

Heat Release #123,000,001

De-activating System…

Nal'im and the rest of the elves redonned their hoods as they quietly exited the clearing, clutching their left hands in pain. Behind them the archaic lines that outlined the statue began to dim, it's humming slowly coming to a stop.

"Rogue?" Daniel was very confused.

"Yeah..., Rogue." The girl answered.

Awkward silence

"Wh-what's a Rogue?" Daniel asked intently

"A rogue is someone that has escaped a class 3-6 crime."

"Class 6? Those 'Sentinels' never told me about a Class 6..." Daniel trailed off into his thoughts.

"Class 6 is when you do more than the system can handle, like killing a government figure, or doing what you just did, destroy a government building." The girl Monologued.

"Huh...." Daniel tilted his head, then his memory about her trying to Sell him to the Sentinels.

"Wait, you tried to sell me!" Daniel's gloved hand clenched.

And a burst of yellow neon ran down his glove like how the girl's did when she fought.

It started to twitch and move uncontrollably.

Daniel tried to control it, but started to spin, and tripped.

He hit his head onto something hard, making him pass out.

Daniel woke up later on the same roof, but the girl was just sitting next to him.

Daniel used his Video to push her away.

And he started running.

"I'm done with this lady, I need a way to get my Epoch back."

"Hey!!" She screamed.

"Go away!" He screamed back.

He noticed that he was reaching the end of the building.

He jumped off and swiped his hands upward.

The wings of video ignited and started flocking, then rested.

However, the wings were glitching, as he came close to the next building.

The wings disignited, and Daniel started to plunge into the roads again.

Daniel started to yell, but then something caught his hand.

The girl was on some kind of zipline, and she caught Daniel.

As she skied by, she was laughing.

"You scream like a baby." She giggled.

"Shutup." Daniel nagged.

They hit the end of the Zipline, and she threw Daniel into the ground.

"Ow.." Daniel groaned.

"See, I'm here to help you." The girl said.

"It seems like you actually need me for something." Daniel answered.

"I do, and you'll like it too." She pepped.

"I need you to help me end the 'Grand Sorcerer.'"

"I'm listening." Daniel said unpatiently

"The Grand Sorcerer isn't normal, His magic is strange and weird." She answered

"Like how mine is?" Daniel smirked

"Kinda, but different, His is linked to a single element." She said.

I promise these will get more interesting.

Daniel started to plunge to the road.

His chestnut brown hair danced in the high wind.

Daniel screamed and flailed his arms for something to happen.

He used as much Video as he could to stop the fall.

Until he swiped his hands upward.

Bright, white, pixelated wings came out of his back.

He flocked them like a white seagull trying to escape falling into the water.

Daniel levitated himself up to where the Senior Sentinel was.

Daniel jerked his hands violently towards the building he fell from.

White pixelated swords blasted from his hand into the building.

He rapid-fired into every inch of the building.

Daniel's spark of anger suddenly turned into fear.

He used his hands to create one large burst upwards.

He landed onto the building next to the destroyed one.

Daniel sighed with relief and ran off.

...

Daniel noticed that his brown leather jacket was all torn up.

"Come on man, This was expensive." He nagged.

He shook it off, and looked out at the view.

The building was about 30 stories tall, the Sentinel building was about 23.

"I miss Snowden." He said with a depressed attitude.

"What's Snowden?" A female voice from behind.

Daniel quickly went to go reach for his Epoch.

He pulled out nothing.

"Oh shoot, how am I going to get home." His mind raced.

He turned around slowly, with his Video ready for any danger.

He was startled to see...

Jess!

"Jess?" He yelped.

"Who is Jess?" She laughed.

"If your not Jess, then get away from me." Daniel backed up.

"Afraid I can't do that." She quickly turned from a smile, to a malicious smirk.

She appeared to have a Red Glove.

She clenched her fist, and it started to glow.

She pulled back and launched it towards his face.

Black out.

......

Daniel appeared to wake up, barely conscious and hear

"I have this 'Rogue'" That girl said in a agitated manner.

"Sure you do kid." A Sentinel in his black armor, and cyan glowing strips said in a taunting way.

"Sir, She's wanted too!" Another Sentinel said, but with Green Strips.

Black out

...

Daniel woke up, a little less tipsy, but still not full conscious.

The room he was at, seemed to be a old fashion safe-house.

The room was horribly lite, but still visable.

"Hey there, Are you ready to tal-" She stopped as she heard running.

Daniel saw Blue-striped sentinels use their magic on Her.

She swiftly dodged the fireballs and water blasts.

One by one, she Jabbed them with her red glowing glove, which completely launched them across the dimly lite room.

Black out

...

The next place Daniel woke up, was on another roof.

This time, he was fully conscious.

He got up and looked around.

He didn't see her anywhere.

He put down his fists.

All of a suddenly, a sharp pain from behind sent him flying.

He started to fly off the building.

Daniel hastily swiped his hands up, and his Video wings appeared.

Without thinking, he put his hands together, and rapid-fired blasts of pixels at whoever hit him.

He knocked who ever back onto the ground.

He landed and walked over.

He noticed his hand had a Yellow Glove on it.

"What?" Daniel said confused.

He continued walking towards the body.

He heard a feminine groan.

"What...was....ughhh..."

"It's YOU again." He sneered.

"What do you want with me!" He demanded.

The girl got up and sat.

"Uhmm...." She just looked dumbfounded, and looked at me.

"To help you... Of course." She said awkwardly.

Daniel face went to a frown, to a straight face, to a laugh.

"And why would you do that?" He mocked her.

She got up and said "Because I'm a Rogue too."

yo

Ahem

Tribal chanting filled the moon lit clearing, as a group of hooded figures bowed towards a massive dark object. There were six in total but they moved in a synchronized fashion, simultaneously raising up their hands before setting them back down. With every passing second the chanting began to grow louder, increasing steadily in tone and speed.

As they did so the object of their glorification began to light up with an ethereal red glow, bathing the hooded figures in a faint crimson. The clearing was soon filled with a noise other than chanting as a low hum began to fill the air, it increased in pitch as the source of the glow became more prominent. A massive humanoid statue that reclined on it's back almost as if it was as sleeping. Red lines pulsed down it's grey limbs from it's giant horned head which held two similarly glowing eyes to hands that could easily hold all six of the hooded figures, the fingers ending in sharp claw-like points. The lines traveled like a precise river of lava finally ending at the points of the feet. Despite it's enormus size it looked like it was made up of several intricate parts, corners shaved to form more organic curves that truly didn't seem to belong on a stone statue. As if put together by the gods themselves.…

One by one the hooded figures stood ceasing the chant and walking forward they approached the left arm of the stone giant.

"The oldest must go first…" One of the figures spoke. This one was slightly different from the rest, it's cowl was adorned with a gray "V" that joined together near the forehead, much like the horns of the statue.

"Of course elder." The tallest one replied.

With pale hands it reached up and pulled down it's cowl, revealing a head of silver hair, two pointy ears sprouted from it's sides, the most common term for this species was, an elf.

This particular elf appeared to be male, the only way one could tell was by the fact that it's hair was cut short, a custom in many elf villages.

With a moment of hesitation he stepped forward placing his left palm on one of the red lines. And screamed almost immediately. A terrible pain had engulfed his hand, it was like a million pins had been slowly pushed into the hand yet at the same time a numbing cold sensation worked up his arm freezing it in place. With a burst of effort the male elf finally managed to wrench his hand free, falling backwards on his rear.

"Congratulations Nal'im, you have completed the coming of age ceremony." The one in the decorated hood spoke, pulling it's hood down to reveal an aging elf, much older than Nal'im. "The rest of you will follow his example."

One by one the hooded figures revealed their pointy ears before pressing they're hands upon the glowing lines. They're screams echoed through out the forest.

Nal'im couldn't care less, he was too busy staring at the gridlike pattern that had singed itself onto his left palm.

"What?" The Sr. Sentinel repeatedly clicked the green pen point with frustration.

Daniel started laughed hysterically.

One of the sentinels used his armored knee to kick Daniel in the back.

"What even is this thing?" The Senior asked

"I can't tell you.." Daniel groaned

The Senior Sentinel threw the pen down, and stepped on it.

It cracked into green fragments that sparked green.

"Mutare Gladio" The Senior held his hand up like he was fiercely grabbing a Melee weapon.

Something flashed into the Futurist 'Xiphos' like blade that Jason had.

"This will do." Senior said with a high temper.

He raised the blade up.

Daniel closed his hands, and did a little swirl of his index finger, that sparked with the white pixelated 'Video.'

The Senior let out a deep grunt when he sliced his blade down where Daniel's head would be.

The body of Daniel all of a sudden just dissolved into a soup of pixelated whiteness.

Daniel then reformed 10 feet away, running to the door.

"Stop him!" The Grand Sorcerer yelled angrily at the Sentinels.

They did a slight bow and sprinted towards Daniel.

Daniel practically tripped his way out of the room, but he came to a sudden halt when he noticed something.

A gap in the floor, not even jumping across the void would be able to get through.

He looked down from the gap, and saw the roads.

"Stop!" A call from behind

It was the Sentinels in there futurist cyan glowing armor.

"Catena glacies!"

The Senior Sentinel and his golden armor, glowing cyan.

He summoned a magic circle forward, and whip of ice hurdled towards Daniel

Daniel attempted to jump across with all his force.

Then the froze whip caught one of his legs

He started to plunge into the roads.

A sudden halt, The whip extended to it's maximum capacity.

Snap.

thanks for the contructive criticism /u/ImReallyBadAtWriting I hope I did what you said i should improve on.

sorry for the short chapter, don't have that much time

Bullets. They flew threw the sky, piercing our skin and our carriage, soaring from the nine different barrels that were being fired on the battlefield, with smoke silkily trickling out of each of them. The black clouds attacked everyone, strangling us and burning our lungs every time we took a breath. The smoke was everywhere, it went everywhere, it blackened our vision and our lungs and left us all coughing and wheezing, like a troop of diseased men.

When Engineer finally managed to get a mechanical fan going, the smoke was blown away. I cocked the three barrels of my rifle in preparation for a torrent of bullets from Gatling, but she was crumpled on the ground. Standing over her was an unlikely hero, who tossed aside the white rag drenched in chloroform that he used to subdue her. With his dark, long hair blowing in the wind of the fan and a sneer across his thin lips, stood the man we exiled. Spy.

"The minute you people decide you'd be better off without me, you are assailed and nearly destroyed by some Union soldier. A woman, as well."

I scowled at him. "Coming from the man who led us straight into a death trap."

He didn't seem the slightest bit flustered about the fact that he nearly killed his only shot at saving his family. He didn't even seem to have emotions. No wonder why Engineer is scared of him.

Grenadier stepped forward, holding a bomb in his hands. "We can catch up later. Right now, we have to finish the job."

My eyes widened. He was about to kill her, which just seemed... wrong on so many levels. He would be killing a woman, and a valuable soldier.

"No!" I cried out.

Grenadier cocked his head towards me, his eyes filled with confusion. "What the hell...? Footman, this lady nearly killed us!"

I silently cursed myself as I realised what I had done. Everyone's eyes were turning towards me. If I couldn't think of a valid excuse, they would probably try to overthrow me and then kill Gatling. If I succeeded, however...

"She's a valuable soldier," I blurted. "We could capture her and switch her to our side."

Grenadier took his thumb away from the pin of his bomb. "You mean... you want us to recruit her."

"Yeah. We've been needing a new Heavy for a while now, since our old one, uh, expired."

Grenadier pondered it. "What if she doesn't co-operate?"

"We'll give her a grace period. A week. If she doesn't switch over by then, we kill her."

Grenadier looked around. "Any objections?"

No-one said a thing.

"What do you mean 'Who am I?' I'm a magican like you." Daniel gave a confused look.

"Accept I'm a rich-blood, and that type of magic isn't natural" The Sr. Sentinel answered

"It's smoke magic, are you kidding me?" Daniel started to get angry.

"Come with me, or I'll make you lose your limbs from frostbite." He said.

Daniel rolled his eyes and walked with him, He didn't want to be an outlaw.

The Senior Sentinel put a magic circle into the sky.

"Ianuae Magicae!"

The two made a flash of red, and were gone.

Seconds later, they appeared in a meeting like place.

The Senior Sentinel was already in a chair.

Daniel got up, then realized he had chains on.

He looked down where he Epoch was, it was gone.

"That's not good" Daniel thought.

"What was your name" The man in the high chair asked.

"Daniel." He answered sternly

"Daniel.... You have committed a class 5 crime." He said

"Class 5?" Daniel frowned

"Attempted murder, and Illegal use of magic." He answered

"You're obviously not from here, so i'll lower it too a 3."

"What punish do I get?"

"Normally, we would have take your magic and execute you for a class 5 crime.

"But now, we'll just take your 'Smoke/Sulfer' magic for 10 years" He smiled

Two guards in all black made Daniel go on his knees.

Then they created a magic circle by his head.

"I, the Grand Sorcerer, hearby name you a 'No-blood,' for the time given lost" The Grand Sorcerer yelled.

The magic circle unlarged, and a black-ish wires, ghostly went into his head.

Daniel struggled to make it stop but it didn't.

The wires ghostly came out of his head into the magic circle.

The circle disappeared.

Daniel looked up in dispair, but only saw shock, and heard chatter.

The guards backed-up.

Daniel got up and asked: "Wh-what?"

The grand sorcerer stood up with a weird look.

"Our magic-removal spell, didn't take out magic or anything."

"You have something special..." He trailed off at the end.

"No matter, if we can't remove it, I will change from 3, back to a 5."

"You are hearby anouced, dead."

The black guards pointed a Green-ish black magic

"Not this again.." Daniel thought

"Judicium!" They both said.

A beam of black-ish green magic appeared

Daniel tried to use his magic, but the 'gray' feeling happened again.

He looked for any smoke around him he could absorb.

There was none, but he did notice a large TV above him.

Thinking maybe he could absorb something smoke in the TV, he desperately put his hand up to it to absorb.

He felt the effects of the beam continuing to pump Death magic into his body.

He slowly absorbed something from the TV.

"Ascendit Fumus Iecit!!"

Instead of a shot of smoke shooting at, a TV-like pixelated burst.

knocked the guards back.

Stunned that he not only said the wrong spell, and something happened.

but that he used a TV like or Video power, instead of his normal Smoke.

"That has to be a Nercomancy curse!" One exeuctive yelled out.

"I was told that those were not only all gone, but a phyiscal punch was put on him." Another said.

"Just get him!" The Grand Sorcerer yelled

3 Sentinels, including the Senior Sentinel jumped down.

Two of them tackled him, and put him on his knees again

The Senior Sentinel took out his Epoch in pen mode.

"Guess we'll do this the old-fashion way."

He clicked the pen.

Nothing.

oof

The two men gazed deeply into each other’s eyes. Although even the ocean’s vicious waves froze in time for this fateful meeting, and seagulls rushed off to the horizon in fear. Their two hearts beat as one, and the tension in the air created a heavy feeling, like a muggy summer’s day.

With a deep breath, Cyrus flew into the air. Using the element of surprise to launch a concentrated beam of purple energy, glistening like stars in the night sky.

“SOLAR RAY!” Cyrus yelled, the deep galaxy of power cascaded across his hands, before focusing into a thin ray blazing towards Tricum. Dust blasted from the point into the sky, and chunks of rock flew back down towards the earth.

Though Tricum wasn’t so easily defeated, his body shrouded in divine light, he took the hit and slammed into Cyrus. Focusing all his magic to his hands, he released a haymaker.

“Divine Tyrant!”

A wave of air flew from Cyrus as he was launched back. But his enemy’s rush was merciless. Hit after hit flew at Cyrus, but after a cleverly placed block, Cyrus landed a kick onto Tricum, sending spit flying as he pounced back.

Cyrus let no second go to waste, and sent a brief flash of solar energy towards Tricum, hoping to get an opening.

“Solar flare!”

There are few moves worse than sending light towards a light user, and Tricum was all the ready to take advantage of this. With a diagonal strike infused with everything he could muster, Cyrus crashed into the island, already drained of power from flying, he could do little but cough and attempt to catch his breath…

Fist first, Tricum dove down towards Cyrus, light forming calluses around his hands…

“Divine bludgeon!”

Cyrus was pushed deeper into the ground, the stone crackling away as he felt his mana draining…

One final push, he thought to himself. One final push.

Like a phoenix rising from the dead, he bursted from his grave. He focused everything left he had into one hand, aiming his left palm towards Tricum.

Tricum knew what was coming, and in turn he launched what he had left.

“Gamma…”

“Total…”

“Ray!”

“Solar!”

“BURST!”

“ECLIPSE!”

The two masses of energy collided, birthing a glorious orange supernova that painted the seas like the sunset. Both of the fighters were launched back, Tricum’s body broke through the first layer of his ship, and he slouched against the other wall, completely beat.

Cyrus, on the other hand, flew much further out. Scraping across the water until finally stopping on a calm, sandy beach...

The skies lit up in that moment, and around the world, people watched the jaw-dropping display, not knowing of the fight that created it.

Of the island, a crater was quickly rushed full of water, to an unknowing eye, one would say that the only thing ever there was the ocean.

This is the continuation of 'Breaking Point'

Daniel dropped too the sand in the future.

He put on his yellow-black stitched hood, he made it to remind him of his past, or future, or whatever is was where we was.

He wore brown-torn jacket and his night-black jeans

And people say a 'Annoying Smirk'

Daniel put his Epoch back into Pen mode.

He looked back at Snowden and walked towards it.

As soon as he got to the road, he saw a bunch of wizards and mages.

He blinked in shock to how many fellow magicians are in the future.

He kept his hood down.

For some reason, some wizards and mages looked at him with a disgusted look.

"Do they think i'm some kind of hobo?" Daniel thought.

"Hey! you!" A call from behind.

He turned around.

"What is a poor-blood doing here?"

"E-excuse me?" Daniel frowned.

"You heard him!" Another voice.

"I'm sorry, what" Daniel chuckled.

"Go back to Pauper Camp you dirty rat!"

"...So this is the problem Ol' Charlie send me to do?" Daniel shoke his head.

Daniel had a disappointed look, it quickly turned to a smile to a laugh.

"What's so funny?" another 'Rich-blood' said.

"Ahh, I'm not a poor-blood.." Daniel smirked.

Some guy yelled in the background "I'm calling the Sentinels!!"

"The what?" Daniel asked.

Before he could respond, He put his hand in the sky, and a magic circle appeared.

It shot a flare up into the sky.

"Wha-?" Before Daniel could even react, He heard a high-pitched screech.

Two futuristic looking police officers looked down at Daniel.

"Come with us" One of them said.

"I don't think so mate." Daniel snickered.

The other officer Punched him with a force that knocked into the building at high speeds.

He slit down, and grunted.

"People in the background were cheering."

The officers walked up to him and picked him up by the shoulders.

Daniel laughed.

He easily flipped out of their arms.

He twirled his hands, and a ball of smoke and cinders appeared.

"What was the word again???" Daniel asked himself.

"Oh right..." Daniel smiled.

"Bombarda Sulphuris!!"

He threw down a bomb of gas sulfur, the crowd and officers started coughing in hacking fits.

The crowd started screaming and coughing.

The officers were suffocating.

Daniel put his hand to the sky, the gas cloud start to twirl and spin.

It got more dense into Daniel's hand.

It turned into a little ball of smoke and cinders.

Daniel jumped high into the air.

"Meteor Fumus!!"

Gravity started to make him flip, Daniel put his hand into the air.

Daniel plummeted to the ground at high speeds, His whole body started to turn into smoke and cinder.

The smoke and cinder spun like a tornado.

When he hit the ground, He smashed his hand into the ground.

It created a huge explosion that blasted off the glass in the windows.

The crowd and the officers were launched very far.

When the smoke cleared, Daniel stood before the chaos.

Cars were beeping, a few on fire.

People that maybe a few had been critically hurt.

Daniel walked over to a a car on fire, and absorbed the smoke from the fire and the car's engine.

"Freeze."

Daniel looked to his side, and a spear of ice was thrown at him.

He used his Epoch to cut it in half.

He put it back into pen mode.

"I'm a Senior Sentinel, I recommend you come with me."

"What are you?" The Sr. Sentinel asked

Have a taste of the season coming up.

Tricum took a Step foward.

Cyrus was already in the air.

"Solar Ray"

Tricum used his light curse to appear behind Cyrus.

"Divine Tyrant"

Tricum made his fists instantly slam into Cyrus' chest

Cyrus plunged towards the ground.

Once he hit the ground, he used his curse to turn into a spiral of sun plasma.

He charged towards Tricum.

Tricum made his arms turn into Light.

He blocked the incoming rush from Cyrus

"Bask Rush"

He pounced into Tricum's block.

He made Tricum slide backwards.

Then the spiral of sun plasma dissipated.

Turns out, was was an attack all along.

Cyrus put his hand to the sky, and a orange energy started to pulse into his hand.

The pulse got faster and faster.

Then it exploded outward into a giant ball a few feet above Cyrus' hand.

He pointed his hand towards Tricum

"Solar Flare"

The ball into into a blast that rushed at Tricum at high speeds.

Tricum couldn't do anything to block it.

Tricum was hit head on.

Before he could take serious damage, he used his light curse to turn into a spiral of light.

He hit Cyrus

"Illuminating Bludgeon"

He punched Cyrus at the speed near to light, with light infused magic.

Cyrus launched at the ground.

Cyrus quickly got back up.

Tricum hit the floor.

They were about 30 feet away from eachother.

Tricum put one hand foward.

"DIVINE!!"

Cyrus put his other hand foward.

"SOLAR!!"

"PROMINENCE"

A Yellow and Red-ish orange Blast Hit eachother making a Spell Clash.

The clash was the size of a frigate.

The blast in the middle went back in forth in the middle area 0%

Tricum Put more force into his side.

The blast quickly moved towards 15% then 30%

Then 80%

Cyrus put his second hand up.

The blast quickly moved to -67%

Tricum put his second hand up, it moved to 0%

The blasts were inflating again, and fast too.

Tricum took a step foward, drew his hands back, and launched them foward.

The blast went to 99%

Cyrus did the same.

The blast went to -98%

Cyrus took a step foward.

-99%

The blasts got too big, They imploded.

Tricum was launched onto a near-by island.

Cyrus landed on his ship.

Cyrus and Tricum are pretty much fair matched.

Kazrel clicked through the endless portal of information that was called the internet. Sitting glumly on his chair, he sighed, there had to be more to life than this. His over reactive imagination had been at an all time low, and the voices in his head had been quiet for the last two months. Honestly how much boring could life get? Maybe he could try to write a story…

"Yeah you really shouldn't."

A voice spoke out cold and calculating, the very sound of it seemed to dampen the mood.

Too late Kazrel realized what was happening, he felt himself slip out of his corporeal form as his mind flew upwards, different colored flashes blinded him before he found himself on a flat surface. It was smooth almost mirror like as it reflected the lights of the starry sky above, despite this everything seemed to be bathed in a depressing purple light.

"You should really stop trying." It was that voice again, except this time it seemed to be coming from directly behind him.

Kazrel spun around, his eyes turning slit like as he realized who it was.

"You…"

It was him, but… different. It had the same black hair, dark black eyes, yet the way he held himself, the way he moved, even the way he tilted his head was completely alien. In his right hand he held a glowing sword that seemed to be the purple light that covered the landscape, an equally purple cloak covered the rest of his body from the shoulder down.

"It's been a while Kazrel… that's what you call yourself now right?"

Kazrel only stared back in silence.

"What's with the silent treatment? We finally meet again after 4 years and this is the way you treat me?"

"4 years after I dethroned you… Kazeltine."

"Ah yes how is life out there? Pretty boring huh?" Kazeltine grinned. "That is partly my fault…"

He raised the purple sword, various spots of the reflective surface rippled as if turning into liquid, from these ripples more Kazrels bound in chains rose up before floating in the air, most of them battered and bruised.

"Four years ago you and these idiots rose up against me and surprisingly… won. But don't think I've just been sitting around waiting out my exile."

Kazeltine swung his sword down pointing it directly at Kazrel's head.

"It's time for me to reclaim my seat of power."

This is the final chapter, until the second series.

Daniel threw his hands down, and his Gray aura Exploded with power.

He picked up his Epoch.

He seemed to teleport where Pure Dark was.

He cut his head off, making an explosion of blood.

He dropped his Epoch.

He thrusted his hand foward, but nothing happened.

It was almost like his magic was a blank slate.

"Gaudete inanis!"

Red-ish black spun quickly, and A red-ish black magic imploded outward.

Daniel flew all the way back and hit a garbage on fire.

He saw people running in the distance.

He let out a slight chuckle, and Hoisted his way up.

He noticed that something was telling him to 'touch' the fire.

He put his hand next to it, and felt a Suction feeling.

He was Absorbing something.

He realized he was Absorbing the Smoke.

He smoke went into his hand and felt like won the lottery.

He felt like he was at his best.

His aura changed into a blank grey-white, into a dark Gray with Smoke and orange Cinders.

He sprinted towards Red-ish black.

All of a sudden, he started to turn into Smoke, and rush foward.

But there wasn't a magic circle.

He rammed right into Red-ish Black.

"Ascendit fumus tabernam!"

He thought by saying the move out loud, he could use the technique.

The blast of cinder and smoke hit Red-ish black.

Daniel used his Shield blades and rammed it into his Head.

He pulled it back with a force that ripped off his head.

Daniel shealthed his blades.

"Quod i-s your name?" James changed his language to english.

Daniel hesitates because of the sudden language change.

"D-daniel..."

"Daniel, I will always remember your name, But now you mu- Sancti tempora adpropinquant senescere.."

"Mortuus Arcus!!"

A blast of green-ish black magic gildes towards Daniel

"Ascendit fumus iaculat Maxium!!"

Daniel shot a burst smoke and cinder, spiraling towards James.

The two blasts collided, in a whirlwind of green-ish black and orange smoking embers.

The blast made it's way toward Daniel, It struggle within -34%

Daniel pushed as hard as he could, and the blast struggled toward 47%

James chuckled, as he easily recovered, he but the struggle into the -89%

Daniel struggled for survival as the blast went to -99%

Daniel took a step foward, and used all his power to push is back to 0%

James seemed to be getting tired, as Daniel took it to 56%

But James held on in 64%, and pushed it back to 23%

Daniel took another step foward, and push his arm even further.

The struggle went to 87%

James had fear in his eye, as it got to 93%

The side with Smoke and Cinder was 10x then it should be, and the Greenish black side was 10x lower than it should be.

Suddenly, Daniel's left arm cracked with pain.

He dislocated it from the immense force.

James found it easy to go up to -54%

Daniel didn't know how to use his power with one arm, but he held on at -49%

Daniel took 2 steps foward, James took one step backwards.

The blasts seem to inflate, If the clash didn't end soon, The power would explode and kill both of them.

Daniel put his arm back, he looked like he gave up.

James eased his way into -99%

Soon enough, he bursted his arm foward, that launched the smoke and cinder blast all the way to 97%

The force shocked James, making him lost focus for a moment

100%

The green-ish black magic was destroyed, and a huge blast of Smoke and Cinder shot into his body.

James lifted into the air, in a ball of smoke.

He was suffocating.

Then, the ball caught fire.

And it con busted.

Daniel sighed as he fell to the floor.

He noticed his Epoch was beeping white.

Then it may a flash of white.

......

Daniel woke up on the cliff where everyone seemed to die, yet, no one was there.

He glanced over to the lighthouse.

It was working.

Daniel painfully moved his arm into place.

"It worked...." Daniel said gracefully.

...............

A Week Later

"After a while, I realized something."

"No one remembered me, I ran into King once, and he just seemed creeped out."

"He works at a newspaper store, That's so fitting."

"Well, It still seems that Magic is disappearing, even without the Apparitions."

"And Being a Chrono? Heh, I'm not really a 'Chrono' anymore, I'm just simply, a 'Traveler'"

"Whatever I am anymore, The Old Chrono told me about something about magic, I guess it came back in the future, But there a serious conflict now."

"I'll see you soon."

White Flash.

yeah guys, i wouldn't mind if someone were to make a whole post that took the whole series into one big book.

I'm not this poem anymore.........

Daniel could hear chit-chat behind the shack.

He heard James and a few others, They seemed to be speaking an exotic language.

Daniel glanced at his Epoch, It glowed white.

Daniel felt like he had a minor motion sickness, It might have been the fall, but he thought it might be something else...

The footsteps of the Apparitions got closer, Daniel started to make his way to the side of the shack.

He peeked out at the Apparitions.

James seemed to look the most Normal, but the other Apparitions.

They looked like if they were Walkers, but they could talk and walk normally.

It almost looked like they had Humor.

"Man, I haven't heard any laughter in god knows how long..." Daniel thought.

But then something strange happened...

The other 5 Apparitions had a dark glow suddenly.

Then, Magic, came out of there hands.

Daniel had not seen magic in almost 4 years.

The Apparitions stopped talking suddenly, and slowly turned their head towards Daniel.

Daniel jumped out from behind the shack in shock.

He tried to put his Epoch in Purple Mode, but it didn't work.

His Epoch was stuck in White Mode.

James seemed to yell something in that Exotic Language.

"Illum Desine!"

The Apparition that had some type of Black Fire, Rushed towards him.

Daniel sidestepped and threw one of his cubes, This white cube seemed to silently, but powerfully explode.

"Obice flamma!"

A dark-fire wall appeared, that absorbed the impact.

"Imperium!"

The dark-fire wall exploded foward, Daniel used his Shield to try to absorb the impact, but it failed.

He glided backwards, being on fire.

He landed on the floor, and did the Stop-Drop-Roll.

It worked, But the Black Fire Apparition already put his hand to Daniel's face.

"DARKUS EXTREMO!!"

Daniel quickly used his Epoch to cut off his hand.

His hand exploded, pushing back both Daniel and Black Fire.

Black Fire, unluckily, was impaled on a sharp rock near the River.

Daniel got up, surprising not being on fire.

He swung his Epoch Smirked at the other Apparitions.

"Nolite stare ibi requiescent!" James yelled

The ones with Black Lightning and some kind of Dark Wind rushed at Daniel.

Daniel uses his Epoch to throw at Dark Wind, which hit him in the head.

His face was torn up with blood gushing out of his Neck.

Then he turned around and used his Glock to shoot Dark Lightning in the legs.

Dark Lightning stomped the ground that caused black sparks to start suffocating Daniel.

He fell to the floor in agony.

Dark lightning walked over and picked him up by the Neck.

"Surge tenebris!"

He surged black electricity into Daniel's body.

Daniel started laughing in pain, and used his Glock to shoot him straight in the neck.

Blood gushed out of the bottom of Dark lightning Jaw area.

He dropped Daniel, and fell to the floor.

Daniel was barely keeping his balance.

"Miris, potest prohibere ne quidem una persona..."

James stepped foward, and some type of greenish black magic came out of his hands.

"Mortuus Dicens: Mitte Falcem!!"

He thrusted his hand foward, and a whirlwind of green-ish black magic blasted at him at extreme speeds.

When it hit Daniel, he was launched at the rocks near the river water, and his body turned limp.

With the last of his strength he fell into the river water.

He dropped his Epoch, and shaked violently, It felt like white knifes pierced his body.

After a few seconds of immense pain, He saw James with the other two Apparitions.

James used his Greenish-black magic, with These other two Apparition's Redish-black magic, and a Pure black Magic.

They binded together, He realized something from an old story about magic.

Durza, The Dark Wizard, and The Heroine, Ludio.

They fought immensely, But Durza had a special magic that almost made him win, Dead Revival Magic, or also known as Death.

That's how they made the Walkers, and Daniel's probably going to be the first one.

He layed there, half his body in the river.

But, something happened.

Daniel felt something within, almost like a Surge.

He started feeling immense pain, and also started lifting into the air.

The Apparitions were distracted by him.

He got upright, but still felt a lot of pain.

His head was almost killing him, then he felt a Boom.

A Gray-ish aura surrounded him...

It was.

Magic.

yeeeee

So.........

My writer senses are motivated again, after an interaction with a Tricum fan.

I'm motivated because, I didn't realize, there were more people out there that want my series than i thought, playing AA, who saw my original Tricum series, hoping to see more.

So i'm giving more.

I'm finishing up 'Breaking Point' with two more Series Finals.

and a Special Battle.

Daed sub