《The Dark Veil》Part 17: November 5
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November 5
The visage was almost too jarring, blinding in the sways of the many
shades of the moon light bouncing off of the hills. The view looked as if the
world was hit by a massive meteor and we were sitting nearby barely safe from
the impact.
There was a mixture of jeers, cheers, screams, verbal promises, and
regrets. I can already see the tears on the side of Elsa’s face as she stood,
frozen in time, while she only repeated one word, “Why? Why? Why?”
Indeed, why? Why here? How did they get in so easily?
I felt Kyo’s grip stretch behind and let go of my hand. I looked back
and saw that I was quickly fading further and further away from her. Until I
felt a sudden rush of energy as I looked before me and saw a Tealwoe almost ten
feet in front of me.
The only logical conclusion is that Kyo must have sent me out to
attack anything that isn’t Alfertain or Ushia. That must mean that she can
control my actions because never did I tell myself to run or even attack. But
in the time that I had finished that thought the Tealwoe was lying on the
ground with his left arm and right leg detached.
I didn’t feel pain or sadness as the dagger I held before me blazed
with a burning yellow light and extended before planting itself next to the
creature’s head. Words started to appear out of my mouth that I would never
normally say if not for the rage, all of us combined, forced them to.
“I have the ability to envision and resupply you with the limbs that
I have taken and I will be just as kind as to cut them off again if you do or
say anything that raises suspicion. This can all be avoided by telling me why
the Tealwoes did this!”
I was roughly a foot from the side of the being’s neck as it spoke,
barely struggling.
“We only do… what we are told. We were told to kill… so we did. We
don’t ask questions and we enjoy killing.” I could see in its eyes that it did
not fear my blade nor did it show any remorse for what it had done.
My vision went dark and my mind went blank as my body moved on instinct
and finished him off with a swift stroke of my already laden blade.
I fell to my knees as my vision returned and I gained control of my
former self.
I instinctively fell backwards. Scared, saddened, remorseful, but
still angry. My hands, legs, and arms were shaking with enough power to detach
them. My eyes grew wide and I only felt the pressure build in my chest as I
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realized that the life that is laying a few feet away is gone.
I started to laugh as if to calm myself down. It was pressured but
soft. It seemed to last only a minute but still worried Kyoko and Elsa.
“So this is how it feels, huh? Why is it so easy to do but so hard to
stand it afterwards? I now know how it feels, Elsa. I… I… I just… Yes, I had
to. I had to protect them. I…” I felt calm but my heart beat was thumping
faster than I thought possible.
I felt warmth spread around me as I was snapped back from my episode.
Kyoko pulled me in close and placed my head on her chest with her arms wrapped
around it as if a mother trying to calm a crying child.
It did make me feel a little better as she said the words, “you are
strong, you can fight through this, it will be all right” then silence but she
rocked back and forth to comfort me.
We sat like that for a minute before she looked me in the eyes and
gave me a quick peck on the head.
“Are you calmer now? I wondered why you attacked that Tealwoe so
quickly. I only alerted you of its presence and you just attacked, faster than
I thought possible. It is truly impressive with that power and hate. It amazed
but scared me because you were leaving an evil aura and I don’t want to see you
like that. I don’t want to see you like me when I fight.”
“Yeah, I feel… better, thank you very much. What is this about you
having an ‘evil aura’ when fighting? Is it because of that one time with the
After Bringer? It was necessary because it was the best possible choice in a
fight against that beast. It is the sword with the evil intent behind it not
the wielder. You shouldn’t believe that it was you who was evil when fighting
with After Bringer.”
She spoke three quiet words as
she stood up, pulling me along with her. “You will see.”
I didn’t want to ask her about it because I would rather see it for
myself later.
Elsa stood on the top of the hill overlooking the city with her eyes
closed. She was focusing on the sounds of the town as her small pointed ears
twitched ever so slightly to even the smallest echo or whistle in the wind.
At the drop of a pin, her eyes shot open and she started running again
towards the village. Kyoko and I did not need a seconds thought to chase after
her. She was intent on getting wherever it was first, even we could barely keep
to her sides.
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“Aster and Shia are in trouble.” Those words were all it took for Kyo
to rush ahead of us, way quicker than before.
I felt a hard thump to my chest again as I was already in the air
falling down holding my dagger hammer fisted aiming downward at another
Tealwoe.
Elsa saw that I was going to handle it and understood the situation,
so she kept on running. I swung down with all my might as I saw Elsa
reluctantly run after Kyo.
As soon as my blade struck the shielded forearm of the enemy in front
of me, I knew that it wasn’t enough. At a second’s notice, I was thrown aside
as if hit by a tree trunk to the stomach with his other arm.
My vision started to blur as I was thrown back about twenty feet. Luckily
landing on my left knee and barely holding my balance with my right foot.
That did not stop me from coughing to try to get my normal breathing
pattern back. I looked down towards the ground to find a small amount of blood
sitting in a pool in front of me.
“Well played, my friend. You know that you will pay for that, right?”
I wiped off the small amount of blood that was left on my chin as I showed
challenge and a fierce grin on my face.
I held the dagger outright and brought my body together into a
straight upright position. I tried my best to narrow my now stable breathing as
the energy started to flow from my chest to my hands to the dagger in front of
me.
The handle of the short dagger started to become elongated as my hand
traveled further from its original place. I took what I knew about myself and
what Kyo mentioned before about my attack style to choose what I made my blade
into. I am not a close range fighter, I am also not meant for strength and
outright damage but I am meant for speed and knowing enemy’s weak points.
The weapon in front of me is reminiscent of a mix between a lance and
a quarterstaff. The front of the lance is frayed outwards a little but only
enough to be wide bodied but still joined at a sharp point. The blade has a
black rounded symbol for dark on one side and a white rounded symbol for light
on the other while two lines from each converged to the main staff edging below
it. The staff itself is made of a blend of carbon fiber and steel, which made
it light and easy to hold but durable and strong. There is also a button just
above where my hands would normally be positioned that can launch the blade on
the staff almost two meters away from its base connected by a steel chain. This
makes the weapon more effective and even deadly if aimed right at nearly four
meters.
Even with that, I feel it needs color and a symbol to give it an
identity, even if it is inanimate. The weapons staff turned black and a symbol
of a white face that was hazed over with no features rose above the surface. I
decided that the name of this weapon will be named after what I was haunted by
for most of my life, The Dark Veil.
All of the forming of the staff had taken only a minute but the
process was enough to stun the enemy before me. The staff is laying in my open
palms waiting to be used in battle. I quickly twirled the staff underneath my
right arm and pulled back slightly as I quickly thrust towards my enemy.
He was not as stunned as I had thought because he managed to dodge
the attack, which resulted in him only being nicked by The Dark Veil. He didn’t
even flinch as he lunged towards me with his armored fist in full swing. I used
the mid length of my staff to block the attack. I tried to retaliate against
him to gain the higher ground with a kick to the gut but it had no effect.
Damn.
He chose to try the same strike and against my luck, his attack,
although slower, connected and threw me back about ten feet onto my back.
He took advantage of what he saw as an opening and punched the ground
on which I had landed. I had taken advantage of his slower attacking speed to
roll myself to the right, barely dodging his attack.
This time I made sure that I wouldn’t miss to make substantial
damage. I connected with his shoulder joint and quickly hit the switch on the
staff. The blade shot through the other side of his arm and then returned to
its rightful place.
I saw him fall to the ground but he still did not show his pain even
though his arm went limp, he stood back up growling.
“I can see that you are higher up than the other Tealwoe that I had
faced. Why attack a village that did nothing but live peacefully? Is murder and
violence the Tealwoe’s life goal?” I yelled at it hoping that it will be more
submissive now.
“We only do what we are told. We were told to kill, so we did. We
don’t ask questions and honestly… we enjoy killing.” The monster said through
the hate in his voice and the sting to his glare made me feel the emotion
behind it.
“That’s what the other one said, almost to the letter. I have one
question for you before we finish this. Who ordered you to attack this village
and why?”
He gave a sharper glare this time but I was not intimidated, actually
maybe I was unfazed by what is happening.
“King Jol Wara Azuraine. He ordered us to attack the village as an
effort to draw out his daughter and bring her back to Xerces.”
“The king ordered this? Why does he want Kyo back to Xerces?” A wide smile grew across his face.
“For her execution.”
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