| Fan Fiction |
by Aelk
“Are you okay, your majesty?”
King Alliduddin was on the verge of collapsing when Azure helped him up with an equally tired arm.
“You are no better than me, boy. Most of the energy was supplied by your Mu, I merely contributed a meager bit.”
Though fatigue physically, Azure’s Mu was actually never exhausted. It was not surprising for the king to realize that even his could not rival the boy next to him. Perhaps no elders from any tribes can anymore. A clank from two attacking weapons brought Alliduddin back to the reality as he quickly got back to his feet. Less than an arm’s length away, Kazo was busy fending off any attacks ambitious for the two of them.
“You are in no shape to fight, rest while I protect you!”
Kazo ordered his warriors to strengthen the defense around then with his unusually stern tone like a demanding boss. Seeing the warriors obey him respectfully, Azure then realizes the Juhna’s greatness in leadership.
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“The Apocalypse’s blast has been deflected away again!”
Dr. Lancelot, the main brain behind the killer machina, reported urgently to his lord. He then took a handkerchief out of his pockets to wipe away the droplets of sweat on his forehead nervously.
“Sir, the battle at the Empyrean Pass is not looking too good. The Juhnas have made use of their ability to block our army’s exit points with trees. The Aqualungs have too begun to summon a tidal wave against them.”
Another sentinel then reported the news from the frontline, unaware to Lancelot’s profuse cold sweat.
“Adding oil to fire!”
Lancelot thought agitatedly.
“Let them be.”
Schwartz Geiger spoke simply three words, but the panicky atmosphere within the arsenal changed immediately. Lancelot felt a chill sent down his spine, not out of fear, but respect for his boss’ undefeated majestic aura. And it was this same sensation which made the scientist willing to work under him.
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The soils of the Empyrean Pass shook slightly as Azure and Alliduddin try to recover from their fatigue, agitating the insects on the wild flowers scattered scarcely over the field. Something is coming, Azure thought, and that something is really huge. But he no longer has the energy to stand properly.
“A-azure!!!!!”
Kazo shouted for him to look at the farther south. What was first a tiny shadow shrouded mysteriously in an artificial mist soon became horribly visible. It was a giant Machina, yet unlike the others, this particular one was way larger and faster than its other counterparts. Clad in a satin black armor painted with red symbols on its two fingered arms, the machina stands upright like a human, only that its head is goat-liked with majestic steel horns and its slender feet hoofed.
And unlike any other, the monster had no human pilot on board --- It was simply being programmed to massacre with the lance it wields.
”Heh, now you people shall have a taste of the Human’s power!”
A Human soldier smirked and brandished his rifle arrogantly, only to be smashed by the source of his smugness the next second. The newly arrived machina could not tell foes from allies, and all it does is to kill to make a path for itself paved with warm blood.
“Why did the Humans make such a ----”
Azure’s suspicions grew while trying hard to stand up as Kazo helped him. The Juhna could feel his tightening grip. Fear and anxiety grew amongst the humans and the other races alike, and soon everyone began to run for their lives.
Supported by his Tartan warriors, king Alliduddin too limped helplessly forward towards another direction back to their camp. As he turned around, he noticed that the machina is actually coming in their direction and ignoring every else around. Like a serpent with its eyes on its prey, the machina slithered through the crowds and occasionally killing one or two as a warm up. Without a doubt now, its target must be…
“Azure!”
After closing the distance some more, the machina leapt a few meters high and did a somersault to land right in front of a speechless Azure.
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“Target successfully captured. With the speed the Satyr is traveling, it should be able to reach us in an hour.”
An assistant researcher reported the capture to his king, and the latter simply smiled. It was then Lancelot finally figured out Schwartz’s ultimate plan --- Waiting for the alliance of races to counterattack at the Empyrean Pass, draining every bit of life out of Scarlet and the other Mu users without the fear of killing them…
“Going all out to capture him, even sacrificing your own people…All these were just to pump up the Apocalypse with his Mu…”
He spoke in an overly animated manner and twirled around the arsenal with his hands in his pockets and eyes drooping sleepily.
“Is there a problem, Lancelot?”
Schwartz knew the answer even before he asked.
“Beautiful, my lord. Simply beautiful, the way these lands will look like when we obtained victory.”
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A/N
Lancelot sounds so twisted .
In fact he is.
The idea of his name came while i was
reading a book about excalibur LOL...
anyway, most readers are gone T^T...?