Her footsteps reached the stairs. There wasn’t any time to waste. She needed to get those Swords back before..
The End.
Ring.. Ring..
”You gotta be kidding me.”
Ring.. Ring..
Click.
“Hey, babe. What’s up? I’m busy trying to save the world here.”
”Pizza or Chinese?”
”What?”
”For dinner, you dummy!”
”Uhh.. Pizza.”
”Toppings?”
”Usual.”
”Alright. Should be here once you arrive back…”
”Wait what. TWO HOURS ETA?”
”Are you ordering off Pizza But again?”
”Oh. Yeah. My bad.”
”Babe, how many times do i need to say this?”
”Yeah yeah.. order from Dominance’s Pizzeria.”
”See ya later Axe.”
”Oh. Oh yeah, cya Cynthia. Stay safe.”
”Dont worry, I will. And we might be able to spend more time together after this. Just… bare with me, ok?”
”That’s great. I highly doubt it will take you two hours anyway. Heh. Bye!”
“Bye. Love you.”
Beepp.
Axel was Cynthia’s Boyfriend. They didn’t get to spend too much time together because of her important job of being a GUARDIAN. After this slip-up though, its unlikely she’ll be rehired.
She ventured on until she scaled to the top of the arena. A pink, misty presence surrounded the area. A tremor begun and the stairs behind her fell to the volcanic surface. An Attacker and Defender appeared behind her.
An Attacker was a vigorous robot designed to kill and destroy. A Defender was designed to be able to take hits for Attackers. Luckily, Cynthia knew how to handle them. She pulled out her sword and immediately stabbed it through the Attacker’s head. It immediately exploded and the shockwave of the blast sent her flying to the another side of the arena.
”Gah!”
A tiny tremor is felt. The odd mist appeared again. What was it?
The Defender accidentally fell into the lava. And suddenly another tremor is felt. This time, it was way stronger. The billboards of the Arena were slowly breaking, but the bridges seemed to stay stable for now.
Rainclouds started to form and the wind was slowly picking up. The tremors seemed to calm down but the weather was starting to become a real issue.
“Wait a second.”
”So yOu recoGnise it, even afTer aLl thEse yeArs.”
“Dude. Come on. Don’t you have a pizzeria to run?” Why would you go back to being a TERROR? You know Telamon doesn’t exist.”
”Its neVer been abOut tHe religion fOr me, GUARDIAN.”
“So what was it? Why are you doing it? Don’t you see what this will cause?
Destruction. Universal Chaos…
Death.”
”It’s tHe SwEet, SWEEt.. POWER.”
”But.. Power over what? Wouldn’t everything be.. dead?”
Dominance looked directly at her. He didn’t really understand what she meant.
”I mean, if you kill everything and everyone, what power are you really gaining?”
”Uh. WelL uh
I’ll sort it oUt laTer.” He rolled his eyes.
”Dude. Did you not think about that?”
”No i thoUght it woUld just be reaLly cool to be So strong.” Dominance sarcastically claimed.
“Dude. Are you kidding?”
The wind grew wild. Cynthia seemed unaffected though.
”ObviOusly i’m pulLing your leg, idIot. WHy woUld i ever betrAy tHe TERRORS?”
The rain really started to get piercing.
“Alright. Great. Y’know my boyfriend was just about to order pizza from your place right?”
”HUh. Oh. TOo bAd yOu Wont be abLe to eAt it.”
”Dominance. Don’t you want to live a normal life? You know I’ll beat you again dude. Just pass me the sword and we can move on from this. I really don’t wanna kill you. And besides, i thought we established a different person would take your place as a TERROR. So why did you lie?”
”I guEss yOu were reAlly GullIble. LeTs bE real, yOu waSnt expECting us to gEt tHe SWORDS anYTime soOn, were yOu? afTer aLl, yOu belieVED yOu were SOOOO gOod at yoUR jOb. THe plAn was perFect, gEt the HuMans trUst, aNd betray Them.
”Can you just give me the Sword so we can get this over with?”
Dominance refused.
”TELAMON CAME TO ME. NoTHING WilL STanD IN OUR WAY. We DO WHAT IS rigHt FOR HIm.”
He threw the sword upwards. The Illumina shone in the sky, and many Ghosts were revealed. They looked like previous TERRORS.
“BEHOLD.. THE TRUE POWER OF THE ILLUMINA..”
He stabbed the sword into the ground, and an eruption of light was created beneath him. He was forced upwards and exclaimed:
“UNDEAD TERRORS. ATTACKERS. DEFENDERS. CHARGE!!”
Cynthia was astonished, but she wasn’t going to run away now, not like she had anywhere to run anyway.
“Heh. Give it your best shot.”
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