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So You Wanna Know More About Mira Chambers...

I mean, some probably don't but I wanna talk about her a bit outside of gposes because she's my quiet goober and I love her. So here's some of her backstory before ARR and some things that are different within canon.

Despite her looking the part, Mira is no prim or proper lady. She's born and raised in the Brume by a single mother, her father was killed by an ambush of cloudkin before Mira could walk. One would think that being raised in such a place would make them upset but Mira was different, taking it as a point of pride. After all, Brumelings tended to be much tougher and close knit compared to highborns or nobles. Sure they didn't have much and it was tough but they always managed to make due for the most part.

Mira's mother didn't want her to stay in the poorest area for the rest of her life so she worked as hard as she could to afford to send Mira to school so she could learn how to read and write...and read she did. In fact, Mira loved to read so much that instead of of playing with the other children during their free time, she devoured all the schoolbooks she could. There was the rare time when she did get to play with the other kids but some of them thought it was a good idea to tell Mira that she needed to play a role more suited to girls instead of pretending to be a knight. This actually sparked a moment that would shape Mira into the woman she is today because as she and her mother headed home one evening, they both saw someone donned in black armor with a large greatsword take on several temple knights. Those in the Brume never tell the authorities what they were but they knew: a dark knight.

And Mira wanted to be just like that.

So much that the next time when she ran into the same boy who told her she couldn't be a knight, she did the most logical thing a nine year old would do: get the biggest and longest stick she could find and beat his ass with it, declaring that one day she will instead become a dark knight and help those of the Brume. But this is still Ishgard and talking about dark knights out in the open was not a good thing so the adults had to tell her to keep that quiet otherwise the temple knights would kill her. Yes, they said 'kill', not 'arrest' because it's best to tell the kid the truth in order to keep them safe.

(And in like twenty years time said kid goes off and saves the universe. Oops.)

While Mira still kept that dream, her other one was to make sure her mother had some more comforts and so once she couldn't learn more from school (see 'learned more than the teacher had'), she attempted to work alongside her mother as a maid but therein lies a problem: Mira had a hard time keeping focus on her work. Instead of scolding her daughter, her mother decided to take note of how she acted and what could be done because Mira is normally a good kid so why was it hard for her to focus or pay attention? She realized that things like books and learning stimulated her and that maid work was simply out of the question. So she pulled some strings and talked to an old acquaintance who specialized in bookbinding and book repair for the lowborn folk. This was how Mira became an apprentice bookbinder and things were going great...until the Calamity happened.

Now with eternal snow, Mira felt like she had to work harder to provide for her mother. But she and her boss knew that Mira would not be satisfied where she was, needing to spread her wings. Both of them agreed that Mira would suffocate staying in Ishgard and convinced her to try being an adventurer for some time and find her calling. But Mira did protest a bit when she said she wanted to help her mother for all that she's done but her mom did tell her that while she appreciated all that she's done for her, she refused to let Mira stagnate behind these stone walls forever.

Turns out it was a good call given what happened next.

Given all of this, Mira is still a quiet person who does genuinely want to help those she cares about. While it tends to also be a general world bit, Mira's focus is more on those she cares about like in true dark knight fashion. Protect those who cannot do it themselves, that's the power of the Flame in the Abyss. She's not above cutting down someone who has harmed innocent's, not wanting to wait for the 'proper authorities' to take action. In fact, she does this while helping out a postmoogle and meets two Moon Keeper sisters, one of them trying to escape the poacher life and from the implied abusive Coeurlclaw King (fucking Seekers). He taunted that Mira wouldn't be able to help them because she'll get in trouble but in reality, she knew the Adders would not touch her. So she cleaved him down and got the sisters to Camp Dragonhead to lay low for awhile until they can get things sorted out.

But with this mindset, Mira also has a certain...distain for gods and other higher beings. Mainly because throughout all her adventures and even before then, she questioned why the gods didn't intervene during certain moments. Why did Halone allow the inquisition to make people jump into Witchdrop and prove their innocence by dying? Why did Azeyma not hear her prayers after the attack on the Waking Sands? Why did Oschon not protect the people of Nym from the curse that turned them into tonberries? She doesn't hate the gods per say but thinks that people can make their own prayers come true. She does change a bit on this stance once she goes through a different version of the Myths of the Realm story, one focused on her and her faith and interaction with the gods.

Another thing about Mira is during her journey as the WoL, she realized that the dreams she had before like becoming a dark knight was something she has already done and she didn't know what her new one could be. Like she didn't understand what her purpose could be outside of helping others, especially as the so called savior to everyone. It bugged her and she knew it since going back to Ishgard because it was 'her' who said it. You know, Dark Knight Things.

But despite her appearing as someone cool, mysterious, and powerful...she can be oblivious as fuck at times, mainly in the realm of romance. So many people did confess to her like Aymeric, Y'mithra, G'raha and others but the problem was that they were so vague that Mira took it as friendly or platonic, never romantic. It wasn't until Endwalker that someone actually managed to tell her and it was thanks to a friend she made that told him that he had to be blunt with her about his feelings.

If anyone wonders how Mira and Vrtra became a thing, that's what happened.

She still has those moments but there are times when she realizes and responds appropriately like friendzoning G'raha because she didn't ever see him like that or when she and Oschon don't take finishing blows during Myths and the realization of 'Oh...Oh.'

Basically Mira is a quiet little bookworm who can also beat your ass with the biggest sword she can (along with various other weapons).

[strykingback]

Event: Rescue Mission FINALE- The Reapers Bullet

OST: The Disgraced Clone

The strike team moved up quickly approaching the fallen Mecha-Perseus as the stopped hearing the chest piece open up with a hiss, with Nero walking out of the machine with smoke and coughing a bit while he waved it away. "Fucking little pieces of shit! I have no more patience with you all!" He would say with a growl. "It's over Nero! Surrender now and you will be taken back to Brumel where you'll receive a fair trial!" Eros demanded pointing his twin blasters at the clone. While Nero would just scoff at it... getting into a fighting position as he lifted up one leg and slammed into the ground breaking the concrete starting to groan.. while the fusion energy began to surge around him.

"Democritus particles?! They're being absorbed?!" MAYA would say with Leonidas already having a bad feeling about this. Eros, would just roll his eyes underneath his helmet thinking that this clone was just going to the same thing as the real figure did somewhat have a temper tantrum. Zek and Guangxian would just remain quiet and watch to see what would happen.

Finally, the disgraced clone would release a loud roar of rage with more of the Democritus particles becoming streams of energy entering Neros back as even the wires from Mecha Perseus would surge outward feeding more of the energy into him. Before a wave of power was unleashed pushing back the strike team..

"The Bloody hell?!" Eros said checking his HUD for any fusion poisoning in his body.. which there wasnt.. yet for the Disgraced Councilman he stood up looking more buff than ever. While he would push his glasses up with a slight smirk. "LETS RUMBLE!" Nero spoke with a growl.

"The fuck are you on about you absolute-"

"GRAHHHHGH!!!!" Nero would charge at Eros with everyone jumping away as Eros was left unprepared to shoot at being surprised at the speed of the now charged up councilman with no time to dodge as he was immediately tackled to the ground with Eros getting up, only to get a punch towards his face, and then a headbutt cracking his visor. "I'm not like those cushy politicians! Played a lot of Zeroball in college!" Nero said.

Leonidas would immediately launch himself into battle swinging a punch towards the clone while he gritted in pain with stinging feeling moving through his left hand. "At some shitty fancy college, you mark!!!" The bull faunus growled using Aurelius' Wrath in attempt for the wrist blade to gouge out the eye of Nero only for his arm to be caught by Nero. Which the elite atelier guardsman attempted to swing a punch with his free arm only for it to be caught, with Nero letting go of Eros. "Try the University of Atticus in Vale! I'm not like those beltway pansies who wont do things right nowadays!!!" He said headbutting the bull faunus again with a groan coming from Leonidas.

"I can easily crush your shit king....with my bare hands!!!" He said, letting go of Leonidas right hand and immediately punching him in the face causing his visor to crack as well! Being sent to the floor in pain from the strikes. Immediately Zek would come in using the bayonet function of his rifle only to be caught by the throat and thrown into air with Zek screaming loudly in fear as he fell right back down.

"DO NOT FUCK WITH THIS GODDAMN COUNCILMAN BITCH!" Nero shouted immediately kicking Zek at a perfect time sending him right to the floor, as the rifleman held his gut in pain which he wondered what was damaged....perhaps it was his ribs, or even worse internal bleeding. "Fuuuuck...." He groaned out.

"Bastard! Just what the hell are you!?! " Guangxian said shooting at the Senator while he did not flinch almost as if the bullets were literally and figuratively bouncing off of his body, which the Councilman looked at the Hacker and attempted a few punches while Guangxian would dodge them swiftly only for a punch catching him off guard as stumbled back a bit dazed. While the clone of Nero pushed up his eyeglasses. "Why dont you boys live long to find out?" He said while everyone got back onto their feet... yet Zek noticed something was missing on Guangxians back.. and that was Hathor... which he looked up to the sky to see the drone in air showing the fight live.

And on the Atelius everyone watched the fight with eyes of shock in their eyes... and worry.

"Come on Leonidas get back up!" An Atelier Soldier said.

"Lets go Eros!! Show'em what you mean by planning!!!"

"Guangxian... Hang in there!!!" One of the Atelier Technicians spoke.

"Zek... please.. get up!!!" Atya said with worry.

"Guys we need to work fast on this anti-serum now!!!" Merlinda spoke with urgency with Hermes, Twilight, and Krieg having to work as quickly as they could. "Father... please protect them....." Krieg shuddered underneath his breath... while he had worked to solve the problem with the Anti-Serum for Project Immortalis...

"Lets go ... lads!!!" Eros shouted throwing Pequod to the side and pulling out his plasma knife while, Leonidas staggered a little bit reaching his full height along with everyone else.

"Come on boys! Lets have a fun talk!" Nero spoke as the fight reignited with Eros charging in firing Ishmael at the clone, while narrowly dodging an attempted punch and using his knife to attempt to slice open or cut his abdomen albeit it felt like bounched off. With Guangxian coming in with his pistol to try and claim a head shot with Zek aiming and firing a dust round with an explosion.

Finally Eros and Leonidas looked at each other and nodded rushing in with both with both a plasma knife and wristblade with both swinging down after Zeks incredible headshot... only to feel something holding them back, with the two looking up to see Nero's head still intact and his arms and hands black as night.....

"Nice cooking knives, mind if I take those to go." He said breaking both the Plasma knife and the Wristblade.

"WHAT!?!" Both Atelier soldiers said in unison, before they backed up a bit. "Bloody fucker!!!" Eros shouted throwing what remained of his knife while Nero simply walked up towards them quickly before running as Eros utilized his semblance. Haste to jump over it while Leonidas rushed in and slid underneath an attempted punch dodging it completely. Just for a moment Leonidas chuckled and then

WHAM!!!

With a loud smack the bull faunus was punched making him stagger once again but with his kinetic punches all but charged up its just enough for him to handle it. As he saw a punch being swung at him as he blocked it with both sides grunting and groaning. "Always going to be a mark, you piece of shit politician! Big Promises you cant even deliver....!" Leonidas said throwing the fist to the side, swinging an attempted punch which made contact. "Experimenting on innocent people?! All for what! Your broken pride!!!" He continued swinging two more kinetic punches.

"And you're just like every other PMC mark I killed! Just another shitbag crawling in the pile!!!" He said giving a kneestrike to the chin with enough force to make the clone stumble backwards a bit.

"Heh... you are right about one thing... Marauder of Marcenas River...." Nero spoke which made Leonidas grit his teeth hearing that title. "I do have big promises that I could not deliver.... but its because I have a dream!" Nero said.

"What?" Leonidas said with confusion, before watching the councilman walk up to him.

"That one day every PMC watching will use this as a means to be inspired to do more! To go forward and do more even if it is unethical!!!" Nero said with Leonidas taking zero time to think and charging forward with both hands grasping each other in another hand while the two would clash heads with blood seeping out of Leonidas helmet.... "I want PMC's to understand that they can destroy the governments that once held them back and use it for their own fuel for their fire!" Nero spoke with a kick to the bull faunus' stomach making him stumble backwards.....

"Fuck all these limpshit politicians who decide to not go above and beyond what they can or can't do! And these chickenshit hunters who only want to be famous as hell and instead seek only glory instead of fighting for the PMC's to sate their inner demons!!!" Nero would rant while punching Leonidas with the next punch landing shattering his helmet entirely... while in a dazed state... Leonidas immediately tore off the holopad containing MAYA as he threw her somewhere safe..... so she wouldnt have to be harmed....

But Nero saw this distraction as an opportunity while he grabbed the marauder by the hair. "Fuck all this! I wanna be the very best and prissy soft society bullshit!!!!" Nero shouted slamming Leonidas' face into the ground.... as he lifted him back up which the bull faunus was too dazed and was trying to formulate something. "Fuck the Fake Media! Fuck the Naysayers!!!" Nero punched him again making the Marauder stumble again with blood staining the grounds...

"FUCK ALL OF IT!!!!!"

Nero roared swinging a haymaker punch sending, Leonidas flying into a damaged wall which had a spike piercing out of it which it would pierce his arm making the Marauder of Marcenas scream in agony for the first time every...

With everyone watching aboard the Atelius... they never seen such brutality before , with the Atelier soldiers now showing worry because without Leonidas it only leaves Eros, Zek, and Guangxian to fight against this untamed beast!

"Krieg! Whats the status on the anti-Immortalis serum!?" Merlinda demanded in a hurried manner.

"Not good!!! They made this thing incredibly complicated!!!" Krieg replied looking back at the battle seeing Eros stand up and try to shoot but he was too late.

"Shite! They made it too complicated!!! Even with my magic it wont be enough to reduce it down to its base materials!" Hermes said before hearing another scream of horror from the audience outside.

"LEONIDAS!!!" An Atelier soldier shouted.

"COME ON EROS!! CLUTCH UP!!!" Another shouted.

"You can do it guys come on!!!"

"Leo!!!" Eros shouted, charging in only to be slammed to the floor onto his back. "You see you useless knights in shining armor! Remnant is rotten to the core.... which means we need to do one thing!" Nero continued with his rant... "WE NEED TO BURN IT DOWN!!!!" He shouted kicking Eros making the seasoned soldier cough up blood.

"Fuuuck.. you.. you serial murderer!" Eros spat back.

"Oh.. still alive. And from the ashes of this new Remnant everyone will be underneath a banner where they can fight and die for what they BELIEVE!!!" He shouted stepping on top of Eros HARD making him cough up more blood!!!

"The weak will be purged and I WILL BE ITS NEW LEADER AND THOSE WHO DO NOT AGREE WITH ME WILL BE PURGED AS WELL!!!!" Nero shouted kicking Eros away as the soldier slid across the floor with a groan....

"I WILL MAKE NOT JUST ATLAS GREAT AGAIN BUT ALSO REMNANT GREAT AGAIN!!!!" He said with Guangxian leaping on top of him and pulling out his karambit knife in an attempt to stab him in they eye only to be stopped and grabbed which he would be raised up over his head.....

And then...he would be slammed onto Nero's knee by his back which a blood-curdling scream was emitted from the Hacker as he was thrown away like trash..... into a wall.... as he struggled to get back up.... "Just like him! Trash.. aimed for me!"

"You know what mate... Fuck off!!!" Eros said getting up to which on the dreadnought everyone roared with a cheer watching the commander stand up with Eros rushing in and beginning to swing multiple punches against Nero... but to no effect before he swung a final punch that made him grunt in pain a bit...

"Why wont you just fucking die you sack of shite!!!!" Eros shouted with rage, while Nero finally revealed what had happened to him tearing off his shirt... revealing a scar around his chest where his heart is located... "Fusion Nanites, son. Ever since I got that surgery along with Project Immortalis whenever physical trauma is dealt to me.. they harden in response.. in other words.. Im fucking invincible!" The clone said.. with Zek charging in and using the butt of his rifle to smack him only for the Fusion Nanites to respond with a swift hardening to lessen the blow.

"What did I just say son?" He said dealing a punch to Zek which the force made him spit out blood from his mask sliding across the floor....and for a moment.. he could see his master... and his mother who was shot... during the invasion of the village waving at him to come with them..

"Mamulechka... Master..." He said weakly.. before he shook it off because of Eros shouting something only to get punched with his helmet shattering into pieces....

"Fucking Atelier Garbage!!!" Nero shouted after he punched Eros.

"Shite murderer of my brothers, sisters, and others!!!" The commander said trying to lay a good punch on him.

Finally in a desperate move... Guangxian charged in and grabbed Nero by the abdomen making the councilman look at him.."DO IT NOW!!!!!" Guangxian shouted with Eros and Zek charging in....but however... Nero grunted and groaned until... "WHY DONT YOU FUCKING DIE YOU PIECES OF SHIT!!!!!" He shouted with a bright light coming from his back with Eros', Zek's and Guangxian's faces widening with shock as finally..

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!!!

They were caught in a pulse explosion that destroyed the area around them... as back on the Atelius... Hathor was still connected showing the live feed meaning Guangxian was alive... but by a thread..

The sight alone made everyone aboard lose hope... as finally back in the lab.. Krieg fell to his knees tears dripping from his eyes. "Not again... not again!!!!! DAMN YOU!!!! NERO!!! HOW MUCH MORE MUST MY SINS FOLLOW ME!!!!" He shouted with fury... with hermes understanding his anger.

".....We cant give up yet!" Atya said walking into the lab.

"Use my blood.... I have an idea." She said..

Back in the battlefield... Guangxian was barely conscious using his drone sight to keep himself in the fight for everyone to see. Eros on the other hand was embedded into a wall... were it not for his armor he would have been dead.. but his aura had also broken leaving some scars across his face along with very serious burns and injuries... but Zek took the worst of it as his left eye was bloodshot from the insane damage, blinding him... and his right arm was all but missing..... as his breathing was labored.. once again he could see his master Odin and his other mother standing before him.

Yet, from the smoke came Nero .. undamaged and still having a bastard of a grin on his face. "See this is what you boys get for playing heroes...." He said.. while Zek struggled to get up but was too close to deaths door. "Time to finish this..." He said approaching Zek before the sounds of an Atelier gunship came through flying above the remaining fighters as it would come around hovering just well enough above ground with the side doors opening.

Revealing Atya with a rifle aiming at Nero.

"For everyone you killed!" Atya said shooting at him which was revealed to be a dart as it made contact around his shoulder which injected the serum right away. "Huh? Thats it... some bullshit tranquilizer dart?!" He shouted. "Not quite!" Krieg said over the gunships speakers.

"It's in fact an anti-serum that combats the Immortalis serum inside of you!! While we could not figure out a serum to combat it from its base materials.. however what would happen if your hundred and fifty thousandth experiment.. used her own blood against you which contains immortalis thus using our failed vaccine attempts to fuse it with hers.....created the anti-serum necessary!!!" Krieg said.. which Neros eyes widened in response seeing feeling his eyes starting to bleed and himself coughing up blood.

"Urgh! Fuck!!!" He said...

However, Zek would slowly rise to his feet with one arm left.....and his rifle in hand. Injured as he was. There was no way he was going to die... not without taking this man down once and for all! "NERO!!!!!" Zek shouted...with the clone turning around..

"Let's Rumble...." He said with a weak smile while Nero would only have rage in his heart, charging at the Sniper as he rolled across the floor after an attempted punch was swung with Nero swinging his fists down at the floor causing little breaks in the ground to catch Zek off guard only for the Sniper to keep his balance and shoot at him this time piercing his abdomen.. making him stumble back.

The Fusion Nanites... were no longer responding! "YOU FUCKING WHORE!!!!!!" Nero shouted grabbing a PVC pipe and throwing it but thankfully it would move out of the way just narrowly grazing the attempted javelin throw. However, Zek would not take this lightly as he would drive his Bayonet through Nero roaring with rage while unloading bullet after bullet into him making the Councilman spit more blood out.

Yet, out of defiance, he would swing a punch at Zek making him pull out his rifle, sliding across the floor. Which the cloned councilman in a dazed manner released a roar of rage forcing the nanites to work while he would swing a punch at the Sniper with Zek side-stepping out of the way and shooting a fist covered in the Fusion Nanites, making him stumble back and swung his other undamaged fist covered in a bunch of fusion nanites... while that fist would be shot and damaged... making him stumble back... until charging forward. "YOU FUCKER!!!!!!!" He roared.

While Zek quickly counted how many bullets he had left... and had only one left... which he lifted the rifle aiming it at Nero ....which his Aura surged.... and finally he said one thing in his language...

"Пуля Жнеца!!!!! (THE REAPER'S BULLET!!!!!)"

Pulling the trigger as the bullet was launched with what Zek imagined Death to look like screeching forward with its cape and such and skeleton hands outstretched with the bullet striking and piercing through the councilmans heart as he stumbled a bit realizing what just happened.

"Urgh... fuck....." Nero spoke looking At Zek who was about to put his rifle down..

"Vengeance... for everyone.." He said, before hearing Nero chuckle weakly. "You didnt claim shit... I'm just.... a clone." The clone would speak. "Clone or not..... you are him. Plus.... it was a long time coming and it offered closure for all parties involved...." He said... watching the man fall back.

"Heh... then let me tell you something. Don't let those pieces of shit make you sensitive......" Nero would say weakly...

"Twenty Three years too late...." Zek responded putting Hayha on his shoulder.... turning around and walking away weakly while the gunship containing Krieg and Atya would arrive...

"Heh... you and me have the same killer instinct....... we ...are kindred spirits... you and I..." Nero would speak his last. While Zek looked down at him with his only remaining eye.

OST: The Reapers Shadow...

"ийэ (Mom) ,I..... I want to ...... go home..." Zek would say before falling forward... and going unconscious....

"ZEK!!!!!" the scream of his mother would say.

"We have to do something!" Kriegs voice rang out

"Immor-" Eros' voice rang

"We need to inject him-"

"We're.....los-"

"Dont give up yet... Zek..." His mothers voice rang out one last time....

[frostsong]

CLAMOR

takes place at the beginning of HW (3.0), particularly during the initial tour of ishgard

content warning for violence, unhealthy relationships, alcohol consumption

He stops when he notices her, ale still slithering down his throat.

In her company is a wee little thing donned in pink, the other with white hair and a youthful face that betrays his manner of speech. Lastly, an Elezen, surely the only one who has any idea where they are--presumably an escort sent by the Lord Fortemps.

But his focus is mainly on her, his observations of the others made simply as a force of habit for one so used to gauging who’s in the room, who is and isn’t an easy kill. And for once, he can take his time with this one, blown out from the blizzard like a stray Brumeling kitten. If not the wind, then surely something’s made a mess of her, dusk-rose hair cast messily over her shoulders, silvery eyes searching but downcast, rosy pink lips pressed in a firm, thoughtful line. It’s not a look he remembers on her. For a brief moment, he wonders what could have made her look so unlike herself--if she would return to being a force that nature could not freeze out, or if she were a limp remnant of what had once been, a piece of collateral damage from the Calamity.

He smirks and staggers from his spot beside Paulecrain, who smiles cooler in the same direction. His white-haired companion has heard pieces of the story and has an eager curiosity to see what this will lead to. Grinnaux doesn’t even need to give him a look of confirmation, because the second her eyes fall upon the two of them it’s all he needs to know.

This is the one.

“Euphemie, Euphemie, Euphemie...” 

His voice hops in a mocking song as he corners her, faster than expected for someone under the influence. She gasps sharply and almost topples into another patron as she presses against the wall, crunching pinned sheets of named bounties and menial tasks against her back. Perfectly fitting, he thinks, because he has the best prey right here and ready, glaring up at him but also afraid of him all the while and it makes him bare his teeth in a stretched grin.

“Where have you been hiding~?”

Already there’s someone trying to end this, feebly as all cowardly peacemakers do--he suspects it’s that Fortemps servant, joined by the white-haired youth and Gibrillont himself. He growls as he feels a crowd start to encircle them and barks at Paulecrain to take care of it, and doesn’t answer back when the owner most politely begs to differ. Grinnaux’s focus is on the one trapped between his fists, whose fear has slowly subsided into anger, eyebrows knit and eyes sharpened into daggers. He smirks once again because it’s the sight he remembers, proof that she’s made it out with at least part of her intact, and enough reason for him to try her all over again.

“Piss off, Bull.” She hisses in a seething whisper, and he can see the hint of clenched pearls behind her lips.

“None of this has to do with you.” 

“All of this has to do with me.” The flame in his golden eyes burns with growing amusement as his gloved thumb yanks her chin upwards, closer to him, and she yelps but glares even harder, teeth grit and nostrils flared.  The tiny lass behind them cries out her name in terror, and he can assume that Paulecrain has the other two in check, though the clamor around them is growing.

 He could have her sent to the Tribunal and put to trial, face her in the heat of battle himself, see whether or not all the stories about her felling primals holds any merit. He’s certainly never been one to take anyone else’s word for anything, and won’t believe a shred of it until he tests it for himself. This is the most fun he’s had in a long time, what with others falling to his axe like limp rats. 

This is the girl who had gotten away with testing him years ago, the girl with the ridiculously free smile, beaming bright at him on the snow-dusted stone of the Foundation, beaming bright enough to light her whole family on fire. 

He grins down at her, closing the distance by only a few breaths apart, whispering into her ear as soft as a lover would, only with words like venom.

“And once we’re through, I’ll collect on what the Dansereaus owe us.” 

A bruising, burning force strikes the side of his cheek hard enough to make him release his hold, leaving him cursing and brushing his fingers against the site of impact. Paulecrain’s eye is wide and he turns to Euphemie with finger pointed, loudly declaring accusations like ammunition, but it only makes her stand up straighter, smiling wickedly at her handiwork on Grinnaux’s cheek. She hopes it’s enough to last several days, long enough for the others at the Vault to notice. 

There’s whispers in the crowd, awed and fearful, held breaths and frozen gazes. He turns to them before the first snicker, swinging Stampede like a lit torch and parting the patrons just as a flurry of heavy feet surround the vicinity, and for all his efforts into inciting an incident they manage to suppress anything before something else starts. By now the alcohol has a firm grip on him and he’s hiccuping, vision blurring as he turns to look for her just as the crowd dissipates, and there’s no sign of her nor her companions, and he spits a curse knowing that they’ve slipped away.

He readies his story for the authorities as best as he can in his altered mental state. Paulecrain pats his shoulder to call it a night, and Grinnaux sends one last venomous glare towards Girbillont, who only bows his head in return, an ill attempt at hiding a remorseless grin.

He dreams of her wicked smile as he tries to sleep off the ale, sleeping on the side opposite of where the bruise is beginning to bloom.

[blackrose-ffxiv]

A Breaking Point 04/20

"I'm not--" Idristan Agache starts to protest, only for the words to catch in his throat as he's shoved. He manages to catch himself, but it's a close thing as he reaches up towards his own cravat--though he doesn't take the time to adjust it. His hands have curled into fists--and it seems to be taking much of his self-control to not reach for his staff as Lebeaux's aether shifts. "I'm not being a martyr; it was for a good cause! Though I suspect you wouldn't understand that," he spits. He then exhales through gritted teeth, debating once more. Perhaps a touch of honesty would not go amiss--if he were careful. "The condition has lasted year and a half. Roughly," he grumbles. "And aether of course. From other sources. Potions, crystals..." His voice trails off. There was one other important one... but it would not be wise to mention it.

Lebeaux Desrosiers yanked his glasses off, folding them and tucking them away so he could rub at the bridge of his nose. “To the Hells with your ‘good causes’ it was likely some brat’ll be dead in a year as you won’t be there to save it when it next decides to do something reckless.” He grumbled as he considered what the other said. “You’re surely working on a cure, and have been for the last year and a half.” He shot the other medic a glance to let him know he didn’t want to hear otherwise. “Yet in the mean time, there may be a way to make a more effective treatment to alleviate the symptoms.”

Idristan grits his teeth, his hands balling into fists. For a moment he looks as though he was on the verge of slugging the other medic. But then he draws in a deep breath, trying to gather together the fraying edges of his self-control. "You keep speaking of things you don't understand!" he snarls. "Even if he'll be dead in a year, so bloody what? By the Fury, he and his sisters deserve that chance, after all the things people like you have done to them!" He has taken a few steps towards Lebeaux now--but he's careful to stay out of arm's reach. Hopefully. He then lets out a hollow laugh. "And you think I haven't looked for that either?" he demands. "But funnily enough, there is very little research out there."

Lebeaux sucked air between his teeth in a sound of obvious distaste. Even if he was distracted by something of a medical mystery it wasn’t enough to let a jab at him slip by. Judging by the very particular phrasing, the chances were good that it was some Brume children, either orphaned or impoverished. Or Dravanians. “Oh? And just what sort of poor creatures are these, that they would have so much to fear from someone like me.” He mused pointedly, folding his arms across his chest as he peered down his nose at the shorter medic.

Idristan narrows his eyes. This was probably a trap... but gods damn it all, he was angry and tired. He took the bait. "Brumelings and the children of heretics," he states, standing straighter to take advantage of every ilm of height that he possessed as he glares back up at the other medic. "You've made your feelings on that matter quite clear, after all."

Lebeaux watched silently as Idristan drew himself up to his full height, no longer slouching or leaning to try and ease some of the strain on his tired and abused body. He seemed to feel strongly about this point and felt the need to take a stand, quite literally. How fortunate, figured Lebeaux, as that would make it all but impossible for the shorter medic to react as he was so busy holding himself upright. The taller medic leaned in and his hand flew with that same predatory speed, aiming a sharp strike for the older man’s cheek for the sole purpose of knocking that defiant look right off of his face. “Disgraceful.”

Idristan wasn't prepared for that, no. He cries out in pain and protest as Lebeaux's hand connects. His hand moves up to his cheek as he just stares at Lebeaux for a moment. Only... it's not anger that he's looking at him with, but something predatory, as if for a moment he wasn't seeing Lebeaux as a person. But then the moment passes as he draws in a deep breath, proper anger creeping into his eyes as he lunges towards Lebeaux, aiming a fist directly towards his face.

It hadn’t been meant to knock the other medic aside, only to knock some of the smug defiance out of his posture and some of the petulance out of his glare. It worked, more or less, as Idristan looked aside and grabbed his cheek. A satisfying response, Lebeaux reached out, intending to grab the other’s face to steady him for another lecture. Yet before he could get his fingers around the other’s chin, the older man retaliated. Lunging forwards with a strength and speed he hadn’t expected. The next thing he knew he had been knocked backwards, stars burst and sparkled in front of his eyes and his jaw ached something fierce. He lifted his hand to it, gloved fingers touching the spot he had been struck gingerly. As though in awe that someone would dare.

Idristan breathes heavily as he takes a few steps back, apparently not intent on following up on the strike. At least, not right now. "Don't. Touch. Me," he growls towards the other elezen. His fingers are loosely curled, but his posture is about as ready for a fight as he can be in his present state. "I think this conversation has run its course."

@roses-and-grimoires

[strykingback]

OST: Urgent Mission

Location: Atelier Paladins Briefing Room, Actus, Brumel. Time: 1:00 PM (RTZ) (Remnant Time Zone)

Everyone ranging from Eros, Guangxian, Ace, Zek, Hermes, and Leonidas were all int he briefing room present for the briefing as Eros would step up first.

"Time to get things started here and fast as well due to this being urgent. As we know the Solitas Liberation LLC is a Private Military Company that was underneath the slogan of liberating anything that once belonged to the Solitas Region... little did we know that they were accepting jobs from many corporations to destroy entire villages...." Eros said with the hologram images showing destroyed villages including Zek's which made the Sniper grit his teeth underneath his facemask.

"That being said. It was only until Guangxian here found out that they were doing more than just destroying entire villages. To which we thought they were no longer a problem due to Zek's timely interception on the PMC crippling them...." He would continue letting Guangxian take the stand.

"It was until I found some information about a human faunus rights violation under the name Project Immortalis... a way to create immortal soldiers so they wont have anything like what happened with Zek ever again....The location of the base is on Balders Island of the Atlesian Archipelago.. so far there is zero time to ask for confirmation from the Atlesian Government to unleash an operation there. This is officially personal for not only Zek but for Hermes as well as I found out they also were the ones behind our comrade Hermes' torture as well...." Guangxian explained.

"Just like what Guangxian said our mission is to save the humans and faunus in the clutches of the Solitas Liberation and take down Project Immortalis, and hopefully make sure that this ember of theirs is snuffed out before they get a chance to restart the fire. We'll be expecting a lot of resistance so the first thing that we'll need to expect is are these mechs." Eros said bringing it up on the screen.

"We'll be calling these things MT's. Just so that way we wont waste any other names in case if we come across anything else. As after that we may expect the usual resistance ranging from your normal soldier to your elite. This will be a three phase assault on the base." Eros continued showing the base.

"First we'll let Ace on the Liberation deal with the MT's while us and everyone else mops up outside, If we do encounter any extra defense such as an Elite soldier we'll let Hermes or Leonidas handle it. Phase Two will be rescuing the civvies and destroying any research related with Project Immortalis and we'll have extraction teams ready to take them back to Brumel. Thus comes Phase 3 Taking out the CEO.... turns out if we want to make sure that the Solitas Liberation is completely wiped off the face of Remnant we'll have to take out its new CEO.....dont know what they have packing yet but....we'll have to wait and see...." Eros said crossing his arms.

"Any questions...." He continued all with but a defeaning silence amongst the group showing the seriousness in their eyes.

"We may need to ask for help.. and remember lads. We dont have confirmation from the Atlesian Government...this is going to a black operation.... this remains confidential....anything undergoes plausible deniability...the day of the attack will be on-"

DATE FOR RESCUE MISSION EVENT COMING SOON

[strykingback]

Event: Rescue Mission. Phase 3, Walk Towards Death.

"I didn't think Brumel would be the ones to come and ruin my plans! I even thought that Barbatos would be able to handle you lot. Guess he was nothing more but another disappointment!" The familiar voice spoke with Eros' and Leonidas' eyes widening with shock and their teeth gritting....

"Thats one voice I'll never forget hearing...." Eros said.

"Aye.... that has to be our mark..... the one who started the Brumelian Atlesian War......" Leonidas chimed in as well.

"Cloning, Project Immortalis, Fusion Energy Concepts.... it was all right there in front of us. This is Nero Basilicus. The man who had caused that damned war. But didn't he die in his bed?! No, this is merely but a clone....." Guangxian said.

"Aye, a clone is just some cheap imitation of the real deal...." Eros said.

"Thats right gentlemen! Unless if you want to try and stop those plans of mine.. why not come and get me then because I know some of you are looking to get some vengeance! Besides, we can have a lot of fun, me versus all of you and your shitty little force!!! I'll be at the hangar waiting for you..." the clone of Nero would speak on the speakers before it ended..

Eros would clench his teeth moving to grab his helmet and putting right back on as he activated his wrist communicator. "Eros? Whats wrong?" Hermes asked. "Mate, I just found out who was behind all this... bloody Nero Basilicus.... a clone though..." The commander would answer with a sigh leaving Hermes...

"Take him down... he was the man who left me more tortured than anything.... and as for Krieg... he deserves it as well. His fathers sins can finally be laid to rest. Clone or not." Hermes spoke over the communicator.

"Aye, and also get all the civvies on those Corvette Runners and get back to the Atelius. I have a bad feeling about whats coming next." Eros said ending the communications as the moment was tense amongst the small strike squadron as the air screamed with death hanging over them...

"This is it mates.....I can't believe it.. but the death flag has finally been risen...." Eros said.

"There's no turning back now. I made my choice when you tapped me for this mission. After all even if it is a clone.. for years I wanted to get my hands on that bastard for what he had done to not just me.. but to you as well Eros." Leonidas said placing his hand upon the commanders shoulders.

"I rescued my mother.... found the dark secret behind the Solitas Liberation LLC, and I am so glad everyone else is alive....but now.... this might be the only and last time where I may feel my mothers embrace...." Zek said with his hands trembling and tears dripping down to the floor.

"Now... I want to make sure he feels my friends wrath.... because I have not come far... to die now!" The sniper said while Eros and the others nodded in agreement. "Alright then... no turning back? Then lets do this.... Time we drove knife in and ended this once and for all." Eros said in a determined tone.

"Let's Show Nero That Brumel Has Grown Stronger Than Before..."

Later at the Hangar, the strike team would enter looking up at the burly man in the suit standing on a railing looking down at Eros and his small unit all aiming their weapons at Nero. "Looks like you boys made it.... but I am certain you might be wondering whats behind me here?" He said snapping his fingers with the lights revealing what seemed to be a mecha-version of the Lord of The Seas, Perseus.

"Awww fuckin' hell....." Eros said.

"Thats right, ever since we heard the Liberation was back in action that very same machine that haunts my dreams to this very day, I decided to get things back into action by creating Mecha- Perseus! Meant to better than that Titanic Lizard Fuck!" Nero said with Eros growling a bit underneath his breath...

"Ohh. struck a nerve I see? Sadly I guess Brumel just have nothing more but bitches now in their army." Nero teased with Leonidas firing at the man but noticing that the blaster bolts were ricocheting off of his chest. "Nice try.. but I'm not gonna let you all get to the main course just yet......" He would say walking into the cockpit of the machine with its yellow eyes flashing to life as it began to move.

"Oh bloody hell! Get moving now!!!" Eros said stating to run with everyone else following in tone. "Command! We have a huge situation here, Code Red! I repeat! Code Red!!!" Leonidas shouted with one voice replying.

"Huh... so you really thought I was out for the count just yet?" Ace would say with a sense of relief washing over the strike team.

"Ace!? Damn! I thought you were done for after the bloody fight with Cordovin!" Zek spoke with shock in his voice.

"Not quite.... but still. I gotta help you guys... cause if this machine made that damn wannabe emperor feel fear, then lets make him fear on whats coming next." Ace said with some slight pain being heard in his voice.

"Mate, just where the hell are you!?! " Eros asked

"On the Atelius, if anything this thing has a railcannon that can be used to fuck that thing.... and the only downside is... that you may need to fight it with what ever you can find. Rocket Launchers, Active Artillery, anything that can fuck it up." Ace said over the comms with the team rushing out as Mecha-Perseus would release a screeching metallic roar chasing after the team.

"Copy!"

"MAYA! What does this thing have?!"

"Right! Mecha-Persues does contain a primary shield that you may have to disable it first so Ace can follow up with the railgun, the best way to hit this ting and get it disabled is with plenty of artillery and a possible airstrike." MAYA would answer.

"Eros! We need an airstrike on that thing asap!" Leonidas shouted.

"Oh fuck that! Thats danger close!"

"Eros! That thing Nero is piloting will kill us if we don't do it!" Leonidas commanded.

"Fuck! Atelius this Strike Force One! I need an airstrike on callsign: "Mecha-Perseus!" DANGER BLOODY CLOSE!!!!!" Eros shouted over the comms with a response coming in.

"Copy that Eros. This is Alpha 1 and 2 proceeding with your request over! Get as clear as you can! We're making our approach, over!!!" One of the fighter jets responded through the comms, with a sigh from Eros. "Oi Boys! Lets kick it yeah!?!" He shouted with everyone knowing what that meant.... Run like its your last day on Remnant. Which with that being said.. they all had to push themselves to escape not only A mechanized version of Perseus and on top of that a literal airstrike that would possibly kill them if they did not make it to cover in time....

Which the mechanized Titan opened up its mouth with a stream of electricity was shot out with the strike team having to bob and weave around the attacks. With the sound of roaring jets being heard above them as Nero moved Mecha Perseus to look up and attempt to shoot the jets down with its shoulder missiles with both jets dropping their ordinance and striking the beast disabling its primary hard light shield while on the ground everyone leaped for cover..

"Boss! Primary Shields are down!!!" MAYA would

"Ace! it's Shields are down! Fire on that fucker!!!" Eros said in a hurry.

"Copy that! Railgun Charging! Ten Percent.... Thirty... Forty....! Enabling Hellhound of Liberation Mode.... to increase the Railgun output! One-Hundred!... One-hundred ten, Twenty Fifty-five!!!!" Ace would say with a little light growing brighter coming from a distance away as finally.....

"I WONT MISS...."

And bang.... the railgun's bolt was launched piercing the head of Mecha Perseus with a loud resounding explosion following fter the strike with the machine releasing a groan as it fell forward to the ground. "Whey, Ace! That was a fine bloody shot there!!! Thanks for the assist as well Alpha one and two....time we ended this once and for all."

"IT'S TIME FOR ALL THE SINS THAT NERO TRIED TO RUN FROM FINALLY CATCHES UP TO HIM...."

[strykingback]

Re:Call..

Location: Solitas Region, Mantle Time: 12:00 PM OST: Heavy is The Head That Wears The Crown Volume Four.

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The top of the hour had arrived in Mantle, the streets were overpopulated with people from different varieties human or faunus. Everyone who was born here remained here as part of their status to serve the higher class, that higher class being Atlas of course. 

Yet, the city itself was a shell of what it once was. What was once a city that started The Great War against the other kingdoms became a city without a military no less a Huntsman Academy of course. Speaking of Alsius Academy the once prestigious academy also fell to ruin when the Rise of Atlas had come. 

It was much for someone to take in, clothed in drapes to hide his identity. Kazura Rojas Verde was here in Mantle.. after all a Knights duty was never over even despite his wounds. However, he was here for more than that.... he was here to see an old friend. This old friend of his helped him and his teammates escape from Atlas during their assault on Icarus PMC. 

Kazura could only sigh at the state of disarray Mantle was in. The racism against the faunus was beginning to spiral out of control ever since the White Fang attacked Beacon Academy alongside the unknown assailant whose message sowed the seeds of distrust in every kingdom.  “ Damn Faunus! All of you ruined everything including an entire festival! “ Someone shouted catching the draped prince’s attention. Witnessing a human and his group of cronies kicking a male faunus, who was already battered and bruised from the consistent beating. 

“  Stop... Stop...” Kazura whispered to with his hand trembling with pure rage and just wanting to help. Yet though he felt like if he were to reveal himself the Atlesian military would be wary of his presence and would send their forces to apprehend him...

Yet though what is the difference between being someone who witnesses something and trying to help, against someone who does nothing and moves on?  Is that justice?  Is that being a chivalrous person? Or is it cowardice? Kazura could feel his teeth clenching with pure rage coming with his teeth being gritted, finally his boiling point was reached when seeing one of the human cronies approach with a hammer.... intending to kill the battered faunus .  “  STOP!!!!  ” He shouted unsheathing both his sword Caliburn and his shield Honorbrought. Which he proceeded to throw his shield at the man who was holding the hammer knocking down to the ground with his shield returning to the knight stopping the violence causing everyone to stop what they were doing looked at Kazura. 

“  Is this Just?! Tell me! IS THIS JUST?! To blame the faunus for something that they never did?! “ The knight of honor shouted with all of his might. 

“  Yeah its goddamn just! Also, who the hell do you think you are!?  “ The man who beat the faunus questioned Kazura only for the knight to menacingly approach him taking off the hood of his drape sheathing his weapons. 

“ I am Kazura Rojas Verde, The Eighth Prince of Brumel, The one who saved your city from being owned by a tyrannical PMC CEO, and I ask of you to drop your weapons.... and leave the faunus man be....or face my wrath. “ He demanded glaring at the leader of the beating who simply looked in his eyes and felt fearful....backing up and starting to turn tail and run with the others following suit, with Kazura putting on his hoodie to his drape once more. 

Walking over to battered faunus he placed two fingers on his neck listening to his labored breathing and getting a pulse. “  He’s alive... He needs medical attention now!!! “ He said with a serious tone with one of the civilians of Mantle rushing over, “  I used to be a combat medic for the Atlesian military I can take care of him...” She spoke with Kazura rising and going about his way.... 

For the next few minutes he wandered around the city until his scroll started to ring taking it out and checking who was calling him here, his eyes being drawn to the virtual screen. 

“UNKNOWN NUMBER” 

The scroll flashed taking a few minutes to believe that it was his “friend” taking one finger and swiping on the left to answer it bringing the phone-like device to his ear. 

“ Hello? “ Kazura said  “ Hello Kazura, I was not expecting you to return here ever since the Founding Day Crisis... instead you are quite lucky I disabled the camera in the sector that you were in... “ A distorted voice spoke through the speaker of the others Scroll. 

“ Heh Guess I am really....Mr.X, but for now I may need to speak with you.. in private....  “ The Knight replied. 

“  Well then if you’d like to speak with me head down to the second alleway and turn into it ... I’ll get the door for you...” Mr. X said befoe ending the call with Kazura putting his scroll away and following Mr. X’s instructions going down to the second alleyway and entering it where one of the brick walla changed  to a metal doo sliding upwards to open with the Knight walking in and looking around.

“ Mr. X? I’m here! Mr. X? “ Kazura said walking in deeper with the door shutting and the cool blue light of a computer in the darkness illuminating the room with he lights being turned on. 

“  Shit...  ” Kazura said putting his hand on his on the hilt of his sword thinking that he was lead into a trap. 

“  Stay your weapons, Ser Kazura... “ A voice rang out with that of a young man in his twenties coming down from the stairs looking at the prince. 

“  Who are you? Wheres... Mr. X?!  “ Kazura demanded still unsure of who this man is. 

“  Well you are looking at him. I’m Mr. X. But in reality.. my name is Guangxian Nuemann of the Atelier Agents... and the man who gave you and your team the information on Icarus and helped you all escape that day.   “ The hacker spoke looking at the Knight who moved his hand off the hilt of his sword. . 

In disbelief Kazura shook his head. “  Wait you are an Atelier Agent?! Then that means... there has to be others out there that are sti-”  

OST: Agents Forgotten

“  Was.... until that damned incident put us all out of commission..... and yes there are agents out there... but we can’t even if we did we would be arrested by the Atlesian government. So far one of our met that fate. “ Guangxian explained going back to  his computer and opening up the security cam footage on Mantle and Atlas checking each sector with the other screens lighting up. 

What did those other screen show they shown naught but horror, Mistralian villages were under siege by the White Fang, In Vale multiple faunus murders has been taking place, while in Atlas more Anti-Faunus sentiments has been happening making the Knight growl in fury. 

“ Infuriating isnt it... thats how helpless we agents feel like....” Guangxian said somberly looking at a photo of the agents just two days before their last mission. Said picture consisting of many familiar faces close to Guangxian ...

“  Then we need to bring back the Agents then! The world needs them now more than ever! “ Kazura replied with Guangxian sighing heavily. 

“ Try and think this through, if the agents were brought back into action what do you think will happen? Will we either be accepted for what we do or Will there be another Retrison incident lurking underneath our very noses?  “ Guangxian asked. 

For a moment Kazura stayed quiet thinking to himself for that moment...

Be accepted in the world that has forgotten about the Atelier Agents.  Or  Rejection in the eyes of billions for a tough decision....

Heavy is the head that wears the crown indeed. However Kazura wanted to defy such a thing...and face it with open eyes and an open mind without any fear at all. 

“  I think the agents are needed for one thing. They brought hope when it all seemed lost, cases that had went cold were closed with the perpetrator being brought to justice, brave acts of counterterrorism stopped before any attack could happen. The agents were meant to stop wars before they even happened! So far a war is coming and Beacon was just the start!! “ Kazura spoke with pride in his voice with Guangxian turning around in his chair... a soft smile emerging on his face. 

“  Well then.. it took me six months to get the recall program up... but now the choice is yours.”  The hacker said putting up a screen for the Recall. 

With the virtual touch screen saying: RECALL  ALL ATELIER AGENTS?          Y/N

OST: In Agents We Trust

Kazura walked up to it looking at it carefully sighing softly taking a moment to hear his fathers words in his head before he left to go to Beacon Academy. 

“ Whatever you decide to do.... I shall accept your decision... and stand with you all the way “ Rodrigues’ voice rang throughout Kazuras head with the young prince reached out to press the Y button on the screen and finally a proud voice simply stated.  “ RECALLING ALL ATELIER AGENTS ! “ 

Which a map of Remnant shown up showing the active agents and their Callsigns coming up sifting through each and every agent and their callsign name calling each one up until one answered with a female voice on the other side. 

“ So I take it that the Agents are now needed again. “ She said in an eloquent voice causing Kazura to chuckle. 

“ Yes, Yes we need the Atelier Agents now more than ever...” The Knight spoke. 

BLCK: VOLUME 4

RECALL...

[strykingback]

Location: Venice, Italy.

“ Urgh!! Swive these damnable knights of Italia...” Jotun growled using his  lance to strike at one of the knights who dared to strike a Titan.  As they slid back which he made an X-shape seething with magic from  his lance and sent it straight at the incoming Knights sending them to oblivion.  Protecting these defectors will be harder than he once thought. 

“  Ser Jotunheim! Are you alright!?!  ” One of the defectors said watching Jotun finishing them off. “  Doth not worry about me, pray check your people... and keep moving...  ” Jotunheim said looking hearing the sound of incoming arrows which the humanized Titan swung his  lance blocking a few of the arrows but being struck by a couple.  “   GRRRHGH!!!  ” Jotun growled falling to his knees.  “  Ser Jotunheim!!!  ” The defectors shouted which the Titan released a growl looking at them. “Go! Do not look back!!! I shalt make sure they doth not follow thou out of this city...” Jotun growled as the group of defectors nodded. 

OST: Blizzards... 

“So... is this... truly meant to be mine end......?” Jotun said slowly struggling to stand  holding his lance tightly watching the incoming soldiers coming wielding sword, lance, or bow and arrow. “Yet, I failed mine mission to find thee young Gale......forgive me...” He said holding his  lance tightly gritting his teeth finally standing up with a stagger.  Finally he growled releasing a roar of rage and defiance 

“Yet you need to keep living dont you!” 

OST: Stryker 

A voice rang out with the sound of a grenade launcher being shot out making impact with the incoming foot soldiers of the Fallen Catholic Church being sent to oblivion, as the survivors continued charging until  were met with a person wielding a gunblade striking them quickly. 

“ Been a while Jotun, still owe you one for helping us back in Atlas...” Jack said placing his gunblade on his shoulder looking at one soldier who swung which Jack stepped out of the way and swung his gunblade pressing on the trigger as the cartridge in it ignited and struck the fallen catholic, and watching it explode with the soldier falling facefront. 

“ Ser Stryker?! Never hath I expected you here... but nevertheless your aid was quite needed....perhaps I may liveth to see another day...  ” Jotun smiled elated that his life was saved by a proud ally. 

“   Yeah, well when the Agents heard that there were Fallen Roman Catholics defecting from the main force The Director gave us agents in the field our orders to help them escape and get to safety didn’t think all that ruckus came from you...   “ Jack explained sheathing his weapon named Ripper. 

“  To think that thou agents of Brumel would be fighting for this world as well.... I salute you... however..we need must protect those who are fleeing now...  ” Jotun stated grunting in pain removing the arrows from his body.. and staggering once more only to feel Jack helping him. 

“   Heh.. at this point I think you’ll need to let me take over... cause its time for Jack Stryker...  ” 

“ TO LET’ER RIP...” 

[strykingback]

Betrayal... (Drabble)

WARNING!! WARNING!! SPOILERS FOR VOL 7 CH 11 PLEASE DO NOT READ IF YOU WANT TO BE SPOILED. 

OST: End The BLCKOUT.

Time: 9:00 PM

Location: Mantle, City Streets

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The battle against the Artorian military was at its climax, the Unified Solitas Union consisted of the Brumelian Military (Atelier Paladins), The Atlesian Military, and The Mantlean Resistance Force. All of whom were making progress in pushing the Artorians out as they were on the verge of defeat.

“We have them on the run! We’ll do some mopping up, Manta unit you’re with me!” Eros shouted at the Atlesian unit with all of them saying in unison “Yes Sir!!” with the Lieutenant getting on an Atelier hoverbike and driving off to  find more Artorian soldiers hiding from the unified military forces. Whilst the others got in their vehicles and followed Eros. Inside the the armored vehicle the leader of Manta unit was receiving a call from none other than Ironwood. 

“General Ironwood? Whats wrong.” The leader of Manta unit said waiting for a reply.

“We have detained the traitors to Atlas, and I’m declaring Martial Law on all of Atlas, execute the members of Team BLCK and anyone who is affiliated with them. Pull out of Mantle and return to Atlas immediately..” Ironwood said in a disgruntled voice. 

“Yes Sir.” the squad-leader said getting on top of the Technical vehicle aiming down the sight and locking onto Eros’ Hoverbike firing which caused the Atelier soldier look behind himself as the missile struck underneath launching the pilot into the air and slamming into  the ground. 

“What... the bloody...” Eros said before going still conscious as he remained limp to give the impression he is dead with one of the trucks stopping and lightly kicking Eros’ body. 

“Lieutenant Eros has been eliminated... all Atlesian forces be advised execute all members of Team BLCK and everyone that is affiliated with them. Show them No Mercy.” An Atlesian soldier said walking away and getting back inside the Techinical driving it off as Eros got up groaning taking off his helmet and spitting out some blood. 

“All... Atelier and Resistance Forces be advised, P-Protect all members of Team BLCK I repeat! PROTECT MY FRIENDS!!!” Eros said putting his helmet back on and limping away. 

In another area of Mantle, Blade and Outsider  was leading the charge against an Artorian hold out shooting and slashing his way through his enemies. If only that was so easy...

“Come on!!! We’re almost done here!!!” Blade said punching an Artorian soldier unconscious whilst Outsider  grabbed onto one enemy soldier and biting on their neck crushing their throat .  Until...

“KCHCK CLICK KCHK.”

The sounds of the Atlesian weapons pointing at him and Outsider which included the Resistance forces as well who were looking as confused as ever with Blade just in shock at what he was witnessing. 

“W-What...” He said in a horrified manner with the Atlesian soldiers opening fire on the Stryker and his forces, whilst Mantleans shot back with one of them approaching Blade quickly saying. “GET TO EROS NOW!!! THE ATLESIANS ORDERED TO KILL Y-” He was saying until he was shot in face. 

“Fuck!” Blade said shooting his new and improved Inferno and Voltage in their shotgun forms trying to get away as fast he could until one bullet from the Atlesians found their mark striking Blade with such precision as he grunted holding onto his wound. Whilst he started to run getting away from the battle with Outsider looking worried as well joining his master as the two ran for their lives. 

With Louvel... if it was different for him and his stealth team  watching the Artorians run only for the wolf faunus to hear a garbled communication come in through his helmet kneeling down staying low watching his prey(Artorian Soldiers) march through the city rushing for their LZ. 

“This is Shinba... is something wrong?” He said unaware of the horrors that was happening around Mantle and his team. 

“LOU- THE -LESIANS! EXE- CUTION ORDER. ON YOU!!!! GET TO - EVAC POINT DELTA” Jack shouted on the other side getting cut off  from the explosions happening on his side and from the sounds of it... Jack was being attacked by the Atlesians. 

Louvel’s anger finally reached a breaking point when heard the sounds of weaponry behind from his Atlesian Stealth Unit. “Sorry there but animals like you need to be pu- GYACK!!!” He was about to say until from a distance he was shot and from Louvel’s helmet.. if he zoomed in.. it was Corona.. looking like she had went through a fight of her life. 

“DAMN YOU ALL!!!” 

Louvel shouted unsheathing his Katana  swinging at each Atlesian soldier that tried to assassinate him cutting each one down as if they were butter to him growling with the Wolf faunus releasing a scream to the sky hopefully having a friendship with one of them would lead to something bigger maybe faunus rights in Atlas... instead he was met with Betrayal and hatred until one of the Atlesian assassins shot the screaming Louvel missing his shot as it only struck him in the stomach. 

Back in Menagerie in the Shinbaori Temples, Dalai dropped his staff as he felt weak, his spirit rocked to his very core with his hand moving to his stomach with his wolf ears drooping down.”My... Son...” he said feeling his son’s spirit being wounded. 

In the sky Ace was flying with the other Atlesians shooting down  any pterasaur like Grimm attempting to get into Mantle. Until he heard Kazura screaming something  over the comms. “Kaz! Whats going on?!” Ace shouted back. 

“Ace! It’s the Atlesians! They’re trying to kill us! We need fire support in Area G5, DANGER CLOSE!!!!!!” Kazura shouted as Ace closed his eyes grimacing angrily with his teeth gritted opening . “HEY ATLESIAN FORCE. FAREWELL YOU PIECES OF SHIT YOUR ON YOUR OWN!!!!” Ace growled moving his Jet away from the Atlesian Air Force.  “WAIT ACE WE NEED YOUR HELP-AGGGGHHHH!!!!” Someone in their bullhead shouted until being ripped to shreds while Ace flew his Jet above Area G5.

“GET TO COVER!!!” Ace shouted over the Comms launching two missiles at the Atlesian forces pinning  Kazura,as the Knight used his body as a shield for them protecting his soldiers both Atelier and Mantlean from the incoming Explosion with his Semblance activating keeping backsides protected as he saw four, no six figures come up to the Knight with the dust from the explosion clearing.

Blade, Louvel, Eros, Outsider,Corona, and Jack

“What happened... why would they be attacking us?” Kazura asked  in shame looking at his friends as they all looked like they’ve been through some serious hell. 

“Ironwood..he called for an execution order on us.. Not to mention if I’m correct..he’s also calling all Atlesian forces back to Atlas to leave Mantle to burn...” Louvel said with a bit of poison and hatred within his voice. 

Kazura on the other hand tightened up his fist as it trembled lightly. “We’re Going to Brumel...” He said in a dark tone ready to bring war right to the Atlas..

If only Ironwood read the Brumelian-Atlesian Accord.. that it stated: “An Act of Violence towards the Prince or  The King is a violation and an instant declaration of War.” Atlas... you have made another Enemy..