GREY LUCAS
It hadn't been long since we entered the Final room... and we've already been trapped in solid gold. ' why did he do that all of a sudden... Haa,' I sculfed 'maybe Noah had his reasons to make that quick judgement.' Scratching my head, I bit down on my lip, the funny taste drew my attention. 'I can't have the same mind set as this bunch. They are all complaining, I can't do that, not now.'
I focused harder, concentrating solely on perceiving what laid beyond this cage. The sounds of everyone inside the cage gradually faded into meaningless noise, before disappearing entirely. Silence enveloped me for a moment, then my hearing—or perhaps my consciousness—drifted toward the battle raging outside.
I could hear Noah's voice, and Milo's as well. They were fighting something I couldn't see, yet its shape and presence lingered in my mind. Claws met steel, as blasts collided with shields, walls, and the ground. Then I sensed something moving toward the cage. A moment later, it struck with a tremendous impact that shook everything around us... as this things were happening, the noise became more announce to everyone.
The other cadets could hear Milo and Noah fight against a growling monster, and the sound of blasts and shock waves. The monster outside became known of our presence, as the idiots in here were yelling.
It became louder and louder still as they saw the cracks on the cage.
'Haa! What are they doing?' my teeth smached at each other, I sense desperate struggles outside, but the cage crack non the less.
The cage was coming down, I had already prepared a route out. I could hear Milo calling out, "Bastard." But it was a bit too late. The debris shattered in, like a cave of some sort. The impact threw many cadets away. I was far up in the sky. I landed safely by myself, during the lift, I was sure I saw blood.
Everyone really tried their best to escape, not that it mattered to me. At the end of the disappearing gold there were casualties, I felt my stomach twist, I winced as the towering direwolf snarled down at everyone. The deadly battle still raged on... like a fire lit by two parties, and it was about time it consumed one.
Milo and Noah pushed the injured wolf, but it responded with savage fury, unleashing blasts that shattered through pillars and threw them hard against a wall.
They were still alive—I think. But their fall signaled the end for everyone there. The wolf walked towards them, it attempted to finish it's preys.
All of a sudden, the wolf made a frenzied howl, the gore black blood on its side had turned into blades and pierced though it.
I averted my gaze and saw Darrin, his arm stretched forward as though he had made an attack. "You're in my way you darn mutt." I spuned my head back, but the provocation had already taken effect, as the dire wolf was now gone. Like an abyss it made its way towards Darrin. The other cadet saw this, but time was a bastard. It smashed Darrin sending him backwards. The cadets near him got bashed back.
Something- like iron sparks- covered Darrin, as he shattered a wall, then the monster lunged forward. 'That idiot.'
I could feel the heat in my body as I got marked by the last stormborn, my vision became even sharper. But then the Beast girl came into contact with the wolf. I couldn't understand why but she stormed towards it with surpriseing speed, two blades sprung out of tin air. One was a thin, elegant sword, narrow as a needle and designed for swift thrusts with grace. The other was a refined double-edged blade, broader and sturdier, having resemblance to the straight swords favored by Spartan warriors.
She thrusted her slender blade to the wolfs skull, with brut force sending it into confusion, then she pummeled it into a corner with relentless strikes, she did all of this with frightening speed, like someone in a hurry. Maniacally, there was a sudden shift in its movements, the wolf jumped back, the moment all four met the ground, it's as though it's shadow became another limb, then it pierced through. But the girl also jumped, spinning through the shadow, then tried to slash the wolf with her Spartan sword, when another shadow crushed her to the ground, the darkness smashed countlessly, as though it was squishing an annoying insect.
'I think it's about time I show off a bit.' But I was a bit too slow, compared to what I saw anyways... It was like a blur. It bolted and smashed something into the direwolf's skull. It slumped raggedly as blood gushed out from the blood blades tore into its sides. It quickly covered it's body with a sphere type shadow, shifting around like liquid mass... trying to defend itself from the threat that lomed before it.
The cadet that attack it recently, swung a poll like weapon at the shadows relentlessly. Moments later the wolf smashed through the sphere like a glass. The blade that was placed by Darrin had now gutted the monster, and smashed it to a wall, all four leaving the ground, it's crimson eyes became dull as they lose focused. A final violent twitch tore through its frame. The black boy turned towards Darrin, he sent out a wide grin that could be seen from a distance. "That was sick man...!" He yelled out. "By the way my name is Marcus Night." The staff he held vanished. 'This guy just stole my thunder.' I complained.
But Marcus was a real monster. His muscles pressed against the black T-shirt he wore, clearly defined beneath the fabric. His dark skin only sharpened the contrast with his hair, which hung in a half-rolled, ragged mess. He tucked both his hands into the blue trunks he wore and walked up to Darrin, then gave him a hand. The bastard was quite energetic. The other bastard gripped his arm and pulled himself up.
Marcus showed more teeth, his black pupils had a strange glow. I on the other hand, had already calmed down and walked towards the two hunters. Milo although he was pinned to the wall, still maintain his smoke, the cigarette was still lit. 'That's some crazy resolve.' "Are you dead?" I asked. Looking at the man, his eyes twitched, but then the other spoke, his voice unchanging as ever. "Greyson Lucas? What are you doing hear?" Noah asked "Ha?" 'so they are not dead.' I moved back and let them regain themselves. Noah wiped the blood from his face pushing his hair backwards, exposing his golden pupils. Milo flexed his left arm carefully, still feeling a bit of pain as he winced.
Noah stared at the dead monster for a few moment, then shifted his gaze back to them. Darrin, Marcus and the beast girl who had somehow survived the onslaught. Surprising. I looked at her, but that wasn't the problem. Noah said something that sounded really strange. "So the three of you possess worlds." 'worlds? What was that. And what is this?' The three of them gathered like some sort of muskerteers. 'They didn't act like this before so what is this?' Darrin the lazy bum, Marcus the one who hid... all this time, and the proud beast girl.' 'Her case is another matter entirely, I don't even know what to say about her... One moment she's scared, the other she's a heroine.' I cursed inwardly, bit my lips, as I stared down at the trio.
A / N: sorry for the delay guys, but keep reading, and give power stones, thank you.