《The Noble Curse of Ookami [Previously Titled: CLOSER]》Learning to Fly
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"Listen here, Kyuuto. I just want you to be ready, you will fight the darkness there, yes, but the fact is, you will encounter real people. Real people with real identity, that has lost to them. Some of them, you might be familiar with. In here you might feel you could do anything, but on the battlefield, your courage will tremble," Karito warned me. "Look, Kyuuto. I'm sorry for everything that happened to you. We weren't ready for this to happen," he continued.
"Who's 'we'?" I asked him for details.
"Soon you'll know," he answered briefly, then left me.
Fast forward to six months and a bunch of training later. I felt ready to face the darkness. We were told to be ready at dawn, and take an early rest in our respective rooms. I saw Ishigaki walking to his room from a distance, he looked tired and worried. Maybe he had a bad feeling about the next day.
I tried to sleep as peacefully as possible that night, Karito's words kept going around my thoughts. I can't help but to think about what kind of chaos happened in the city. What kind of enemies will we encounter, and what if both the Jaegers and Oras tremble like what Karito has said?
I overthought what would happen the next day, until I slept, and dreamed about something bizarre. I don't remember my dream well that night, what I remember is that I was in a strange place, white as far as I can see. There's nothing there, no object, no people, nothing. Just plain white into the horizon. I couldn't even tell where the horizon was, because there's nothing that acted as reference points.
Then suddenly, someone appeared. He wore some sort of hooded armor, with dark colors like black, blue, and what looked like dark steel plates. He approached me, and showed me his left hand. He wore the same ring as me.
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Could that be my ancestor? The one that Yuukai told, the one without a name and has been forgotten by history? Was that even a 'real dream'? I had so many questions.
Then I woke up around 5 a.m., knowing that that day would be the last time I felt safe in an environment, and that I must head back to the city and take over what's left of it. Yuukai gathered everyone on the main yard, then announced:
"Our mission is to take sector 35, this is the furthest of the city, near the coast. Jaegers will clean the area from the possessed, Oras will seal and evacuate the people, then after the area is cleared, deploy this,"
Yuukai took out a peculiar item, something that looked like a lamp, "This is a zodiac beacon, deploy this on the edges of the area, to prevent the darkness from conquering it once again. Then, call back to the school for extractions. Understood?!"
"Yes, sir!" me and the others yelled back.
Yuukai then put his fist up in the air and cried, "Today is the beginning of our vengeance! We must take what has been taken from us, and make it ours again! This is the point of revenge!! Are you with me?!" he motivated us. Me, and other Jaegers and Oras burst our war cry in return.
"Now, go!! Take back what's ours in the first place!!" Yuukai then pressed a button on his phone, then suddenly the ground was shaking. Behind us, half of the yard was splitting, revealing numerous choppers that were ready to fly. I didn't even know up until this point that the school was insanely rich. Kinda don't want to know where the funds came from though.
As the choppers began to take off, I could see clearly what we were heading towards. Tall, black smoke was seen from the city, a brief light shone from its center, I thought it was an explosion. But we're heading there anyway.
My adrenaline rose, I tightly gripped my zodiac sword, and prayed. I could see the same look in other Jaegers inside my chopper too. Then at that moment, I heard someone whisper, just like father when he saved me, "Don't die,".
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