Before her eyes closed, she would hear her brother yelling out her name, his voiced filled with something she had never heard from him. Pure, burning, anger.
Steel and fang soon met rotting flesh, Ateznus' hope being that it would end within moments. When it became obvious there were far more than thought, the tiniest hints of despair filled his eyes, knowing how diffifcult it would be to protect Catiel and the snakes at the same time.
His movements become sluggish, his blows softening as time went on, arrows piercing him, claws swiping at him, his blood and the sand mixing. It was a few minutes, but it felt like an eternity.
He then stopped, a pained hiss filling his ears. "No. No. No." Disapproval filled his thoughts, as he turned to face his snake, seeing it fall to the Lost, the little life showing in it's glassy, black eyes fading away.
Ateznus felt his hands burn, as his grip around his sword tightened, wetness falling down his cheeks. "No...No...NO NO NO NO NO!" He roared, rushing to his fallen mount, showing the Lost no mercy as Finder tore through them, pride filling the raginf Elf as he saw the slain Lost around his snake, filled with giant holes, the size of the Hognose's fangs.
After the Lost who had fell his companion had fallen themselves, Ateznus hurried over to Catiel's body, cutting any near her down. He fell to his knees, grasping for breath, the Lost surrounding the siblings. He looked around, seeing Seth, fighting to protect them. He was wounded, and Ateznus knew soon to fall. "...Forgive me." He muttered, ripping an arrow out of his arm, forcing some blood into his hand.
He reached over, drawing a intricate circle on Seth's side with his blood. "H-here." He grasped, forcing magic into the circle. There was a flash of light, and Seth was gone, replaced with a small, spherical gem, cut in a way that gave it the appearance of being scaled. He grabbed Catiel's unconscious body, slipping the gem into one of her pockets. He forced his legs to stand him up, trying to walk forward. He fell.
"...Catiel." He muttered, about to blank out himself. It was then...he felt a great heat on his back. And turning around...he saw the Lost washed in a wave of flames. And then he saw only the blackness of unconsciousness.
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A group of three Lost shambled towards Catiel, one of them filled with arrows.
The leading one would have felt cold steel cleaving through it, if it could. It's upper torso dropped tot he ground, Ateznus spinning around and decapitating the second in a single stroke. He held his arm up to the third one, releasing a blast of flames, kicking it away. "Catiel, what did I tel-"
His scolding was cut short as a sharp pain came from his back. He stumbled forward, placing his handon Seth to keep from falling to the ground. "An arrow?" He asked, looking behind himself. How was that possibly? The Lost didn't use weapons....as far as he knew. "Catiel, LEAVE." he yelled, turning around.
The leading one would have felt cold steel cleaving through it, if it could. It's upper torso dropped tot he ground, Ateznus spinning around and decapitating the second in a single stroke. He held his arm up to the third one, releasing a blast of flames, kicking it away. "Catiel, what did I tel-"
His scolding was cut short as a sharp pain came from his back. He stumbled forward, placing his handon Seth to keep from falling to the ground. "An arrow?" He asked, looking behind himself. How was that possibly? The Lost didn't use weapons....as far as he knew. "Catiel, LEAVE." he yelled, turning around.
Ateznus smiled, watching the scene. He reached out, to grab her shoulders, to comfort her. However, he heard the shifting of sand, and the hissing of his own serpent.
His hands quickly grabbed her waist, lifting her up on Seth. "Return home, quickly." He ordered the serpent. It had before listened to him, and he hoped to whatever gods were listening that it would now.
He spun around, taking out his sword. Finder, named the day he lost his ear. Named so because "It makes those who are Lost, no more." A good blade, serving him well his ears of using it. He pointed it forward...as they appeared. The Lost
All different, yet all the same. Ragged and rotting, somehow walking like mortal men. Elf, human, and dwarf, the forest cared not who died in it's grasp, it took them all the same. They appeared physical, yet were only souls of those damned to stay in the forest for the rest of eternity. They said if you slayed them, it freed the souls, but Ateznus knew better. He knew the only thing that happen was the trees taking the souls, ripping away even the freedom of moving through the forest.
"Catiel, take Seth and leave. Do not look back." He ordered
His hands quickly grabbed her waist, lifting her up on Seth. "Return home, quickly." He ordered the serpent. It had before listened to him, and he hoped to whatever gods were listening that it would now.
He spun around, taking out his sword. Finder, named the day he lost his ear. Named so because "It makes those who are Lost, no more." A good blade, serving him well his ears of using it. He pointed it forward...as they appeared. The Lost
All different, yet all the same. Ragged and rotting, somehow walking like mortal men. Elf, human, and dwarf, the forest cared not who died in it's grasp, it took them all the same. They appeared physical, yet were only souls of those damned to stay in the forest for the rest of eternity. They said if you slayed them, it freed the souls, but Ateznus knew better. He knew the only thing that happen was the trees taking the souls, ripping away even the freedom of moving through the forest.
"Catiel, take Seth and leave. Do not look back." He ordered
"Now, can you try the truth?" He asked. He knew his sister wasn't trying, and he knew why. "Catiel, enough."
He made his way down, walking towards her. "I have told you tens, if not hundreds of times." He said, placing his hand on her bow and pushing it down. "If you listen to the things they say, and let them get to you, then you prove them right. This leads to them saying it more and more and more." he explained, a smile pulling at the edges of his lips. "And you do."
He stepped besides her, pointing up, behind the tree he was standing on. Another tree grew by it, this one covered in arrows, one even piercing a small lizard. "Notice how they're almost perfectly in a row, with little divergence? Your aim is steady, and any target you sneak up on, or is unmoving, has a sure death."
He made his way down, walking towards her. "I have told you tens, if not hundreds of times." He said, placing his hand on her bow and pushing it down. "If you listen to the things they say, and let them get to you, then you prove them right. This leads to them saying it more and more and more." he explained, a smile pulling at the edges of his lips. "And you do."
He stepped besides her, pointing up, behind the tree he was standing on. Another tree grew by it, this one covered in arrows, one even piercing a small lizard. "Notice how they're almost perfectly in a row, with little divergence? Your aim is steady, and any target you sneak up on, or is unmoving, has a sure death."
Ateznus closed his eyes, recounting a chant, a light blue glow washing over him. "I'm sure, those arrows are nether strong enough, nor enchanted to break through this magic." A simple enchantment, a week barrier of magical energy. Nothing that would stop a blade or hammer, nor arrows imbued with magic. But imply arrows, like Catiel's, would fall with ease. "Now, begin." He said, walking down the length of the branch. As so he begun his story.
"It was my tenth year of life, and my third month of training. Father brought me out into the woods. The part called the Dragon's Woods. We were to train for three days." He paused at that part, letting Catiel appreciate the fact she only had to train a few hours a day. "On the second day, a group of Lost attacked."
Lost, the name for those unfortunate to meet their end in the forest after a time spent in it. The magic their bodies absorbed bound them to the forest, even after death. Even after the body had rotted, the soul remained, somehow physical, until they were slain.
"Father told me to climb into the lower branches, which I did. The tree, was weak, however, and it broke. I had no choice but to take up my blade and fight alongside father. I was young, however, and could not watch my surroundings as well. One appeared behind me, grabbing it's claws into the side of my face, grabbing my ear, and pulling." He stopped, holding his hand up to where his ear was, closing his eyes. His father told the story with much more bravado, swelling with pride. For Ateznus, however, it was just another event in his past.
"I spun around, cutting through the Lost. And then another fell by my blade. Four more followed. Father had taken care of the rest, and rushed me home." And with that, he opened his eyes,taking a single step back as an arrow narrowly missed his nose.
"Catiel, are you even trying?"
"It was my tenth year of life, and my third month of training. Father brought me out into the woods. The part called the Dragon's Woods. We were to train for three days." He paused at that part, letting Catiel appreciate the fact she only had to train a few hours a day. "On the second day, a group of Lost attacked."
Lost, the name for those unfortunate to meet their end in the forest after a time spent in it. The magic their bodies absorbed bound them to the forest, even after death. Even after the body had rotted, the soul remained, somehow physical, until they were slain.
"Father told me to climb into the lower branches, which I did. The tree, was weak, however, and it broke. I had no choice but to take up my blade and fight alongside father. I was young, however, and could not watch my surroundings as well. One appeared behind me, grabbing it's claws into the side of my face, grabbing my ear, and pulling." He stopped, holding his hand up to where his ear was, closing his eyes. His father told the story with much more bravado, swelling with pride. For Ateznus, however, it was just another event in his past.
"I spun around, cutting through the Lost. And then another fell by my blade. Four more followed. Father had taken care of the rest, and rushed me home." And with that, he opened his eyes,taking a single step back as an arrow narrowly missed his nose.
"Catiel, are you even trying?"
"You would rather it be boring than have it be dangerous." He said. Lifting up his hair on the right side of his head, he showed the scarred flesh and the fleshy hole where his ear was once. "Father has told you, and all who will listen, the story, many times over. Bragging, for sure, but when he told you it, he was trying to warn you, Catiel." He explained, patting his serpent on the head, pointing towards a rather large tree. The serpent slithered towards it, moving up it's bark. Ateznus held on to the grips, untill they snake reached a bran, crawling out onto it.
The older elf thanked it, getting off and standing on the branch. "Arm your self, Catiel. Try to hit me, as I tell you the story again. You need your memory refreshed, it seems."
He watched his snake head back to the desert floor, heading off to circle around the area. It was large, but it was quick, and would get to the elven siblings faster than any enemies could.
The older elf thanked it, getting off and standing on the branch. "Arm your self, Catiel. Try to hit me, as I tell you the story again. You need your memory refreshed, it seems."
He watched his snake head back to the desert floor, heading off to circle around the area. It was large, but it was quick, and would get to the elven siblings faster than any enemies could.
The man she was riding with didn't respond, his own violet eyes, far colder than Catiel's, slowing eying the landscape. After a few moments, he spoke.
"I told you, wear a cloak." His voice was soft, yet tinted with harshness. "Protects you from the sun, and places something else in between you and the snake." He explained, tugging at the orange cloth wrapped around the section of the snake he was riding. A giant Eastern Hognose, orange with a black strip down the middle, tan lines going across it's body.
The older elf was wrapped up in an orange cloak, hood up, hiding his short, also orange hair. Orange being the color of his family, with which they were known throughout the elven kingdom. He stooped, pulling the hood down. His face seemed to be made out of stone, despite his young age of 16, with his eyes being oddly devoid of life.
"Catiel, do you know why we're out here?" He asked.
"I told you, wear a cloak." His voice was soft, yet tinted with harshness. "Protects you from the sun, and places something else in between you and the snake." He explained, tugging at the orange cloth wrapped around the section of the snake he was riding. A giant Eastern Hognose, orange with a black strip down the middle, tan lines going across it's body.
The older elf was wrapped up in an orange cloak, hood up, hiding his short, also orange hair. Orange being the color of his family, with which they were known throughout the elven kingdom. He stooped, pulling the hood down. His face seemed to be made out of stone, despite his young age of 16, with his eyes being oddly devoid of life.
"Catiel, do you know why we're out here?" He asked.
"...Shit, right!" Max smiled. "We'll use it to trash them, then trash it!"
Max was not a clever boy. "...OWOWOWOWO." he cried out, ripping his key necklace off of his knec. "It's burning! Is it meant to be burning? I don't think so!" He said, juggling it in between his hands. "I think it's close!"
"Hehe." one of the pilots of the blue machine chuckled, suddenly moving backwards. "The white and piss colored one, men!" He said, all of the machines suddenly turning their attention to Akira's mech, their shots suddenly becoming much more accurate.
A risky strategy. Open fire on all of the enemies, but not at full force, to see the pecking order of the opponent. Was the order was confirmed, open fire on the weakest one. "Hey, rookie! Aim for the damn cockpit!" One of the pilot said, his machine glaring at another. "Our orders weren't to kill anybody, you know. If we can get out of this without murder, I would kind of like it!" the pilot of the othe rmachine replied back.
"Pffthahahah! Kid, that attitude will get you ki-"
The man's sentence was forever to go unfinished, as a bullet ripped through his machine's cockpit, causing it's generators to blow, taking the machine and the pilot's body with it.
"You were saying? The rookie said, ducking down and dodging an attack.
Above, in a large helli-carrier for machines, a white machine looked down below at the fight, it's visor scanning the battlefield, looking for something. A altar of some sort.
"...Hmm?" The pilot of it aid, zooming it on two, small, blurs. "Max and Shinji? Damn it, if they're here..." He said, sighing. "Let's go."
And with that, his machine jumped out of the carrier.
Max was not a clever boy. "...OWOWOWOWO." he cried out, ripping his key necklace off of his knec. "It's burning! Is it meant to be burning? I don't think so!" He said, juggling it in between his hands. "I think it's close!"
"Hehe." one of the pilots of the blue machine chuckled, suddenly moving backwards. "The white and piss colored one, men!" He said, all of the machines suddenly turning their attention to Akira's mech, their shots suddenly becoming much more accurate.
A risky strategy. Open fire on all of the enemies, but not at full force, to see the pecking order of the opponent. Was the order was confirmed, open fire on the weakest one. "Hey, rookie! Aim for the damn cockpit!" One of the pilot said, his machine glaring at another. "Our orders weren't to kill anybody, you know. If we can get out of this without murder, I would kind of like it!" the pilot of the othe rmachine replied back.
"Pffthahahah! Kid, that attitude will get you ki-"
The man's sentence was forever to go unfinished, as a bullet ripped through his machine's cockpit, causing it's generators to blow, taking the machine and the pilot's body with it.
"You were saying? The rookie said, ducking down and dodging an attack.
Above, in a large helli-carrier for machines, a white machine looked down below at the fight, it's visor scanning the battlefield, looking for something. A altar of some sort.
"...Hmm?" The pilot of it aid, zooming it on two, small, blurs. "Max and Shinji? Damn it, if they're here..." He said, sighing. "Let's go."
And with that, his machine jumped out of the carrier.
"Enemies!" one of the pilots of the blue machine said. One of them nodded, giving hand signs to the other three, running off as they ducked between the sand dunes. They begun to open fire at the other trio of machines, aiming for joints and thrusters.
"These sensors that scientist gave us are something else! it even picked up those two kids!" One of the pilots said, using his machines speakers, causing Mac to yell out. "Shinji, new plan! RUN" He yelled, jumping up and letting the cloaks get thrown off by the wind. He grabbed his friend, breaking into a run...towards the blue machines. "Alright, if they're looking for something, we're gonna find it first, especially if they want it for the Red Coins!" He said, focusing on his footing on the lose sand. Of course, as they were two small children, the men in the blue machines didn't pay them much mind!
"And if it's that robot, then we won't sell it, we'll trash it, just to piss them OFF!"
"These sensors that scientist gave us are something else! it even picked up those two kids!" One of the pilots said, using his machines speakers, causing Mac to yell out. "Shinji, new plan! RUN" He yelled, jumping up and letting the cloaks get thrown off by the wind. He grabbed his friend, breaking into a run...towards the blue machines. "Alright, if they're looking for something, we're gonna find it first, especially if they want it for the Red Coins!" He said, focusing on his footing on the lose sand. Of course, as they were two small children, the men in the blue machines didn't pay them much mind!
"And if it's that robot, then we won't sell it, we'll trash it, just to piss them OFF!"
"Give me like...five more minutes!" Max pleased, smiling. "All I need! If we don't find it, then we'll leave." He said, walking over to his friend, reaching into his shirt and pulling out a necklace. Attached to it was a white key! "Besides, maybe one of our keys will work on it!" He said...when he heard something. A roaring of some sort, rumbling above them. Engines. He grabbed Shinji, throwing them both to the ground, hiding them underneath their cloaks. He couldn't help smirk at this, remembering being told to grab a different color to lessen the heat. He would rather be warm then filled with bullets.
"Alright, don't move, Shinji. Not at all." He whispered to his friend, coughing as sand entered his throat. Okay, maybe not the best idea he ever had.
"Where is it?" A man asked, as his machine landed onto the ground, looking around. Several others join it, tall, lanky machines, covered in various weapons, colored in blue with black detailing, with visored faces, green lights showing the mono eyes underneath. "The Red coin said it would be here!"
"Alright, don't move, Shinji. Not at all." He whispered to his friend, coughing as sand entered his throat. Okay, maybe not the best idea he ever had.
"Where is it?" A man asked, as his machine landed onto the ground, looking around. Several others join it, tall, lanky machines, covered in various weapons, colored in blue with black detailing, with visored faces, green lights showing the mono eyes underneath. "The Red coin said it would be here!"
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