John stood 7 feet away from Jackel's tall, twig like body. His body armoured in a tight black armour. His face as pale as a skull with a gigantic, menacing grin stretched upon his face. Two scars at each end of the mouth. His eyes a devilish green and he stared into the visor, hiding John's face away.
"So," Jackel started, his clown like voice breaking the eery silence, "how have you been, old friend? Get my message? I assume so. But you still came, hmm, aren't you oh so brave?" John's black visor slid up, revealing his eyes and face and he smiled and stared back into the Emeralds that were Jackel's eyes. "So Jackle, considering this will be our last battle, care to tell me who you are?" Jackel looked down at the ground and his smiled retracted for a second and, as he looked back up, it reappeared but not as big; "Oh John, you do make me smile. I suppose I do owe you an explanation as to who I am, so I shall give it to you."
"I suppose you know I was the first ever Anarchy, yes? Well let's start at the beginning and work our way to now. One hundred years ago there was a war. A war between us and The Pure. When I say us, I mean the High Authority army, aka The District Central Army. The Pure decided they wanted to attack random locations around the world with an alliance with an interdimensional species named; The Unborn. This species destroyed everything we had but eventually, we wiped them out. The Pure were left outnumbered by our armies, but then, the night Sabre was to be resurrected came around. Our team, by that I mean the Army Squad I worked with, rushed into the Pure HQ. None of us knew Sabre was rising and we ran in, shooting at them all but it was too late. Sabre killed all the soldiers in my squad and left me injured, my arms and legs gone. The Pure began to experiment on me, turning me into a... A monster. On the final day, Sabre extracted some of his power and injected it into me. I was the first and most powerful Anarchy and the Pure sent me to kill anyone within a five mile radius of a Beast Weapon or their caves. As people began to discover me and the hiding Pure, Districts were made and Hunters were introduced. Everything was made harder to do, Districts were hard to break into and Hunters had weapons that could kill anyone, even me. The Pure stopped attacking, but I continued pursuing my purpose. Everytime a Hunter can by, hiding away amongst the fog, and I observed the Hunters and how they enetered the District. Eventually, I knew how to enter Districts and kill the Hunters. The fog became part of me, I used it to travel around the place. Entering Districs was as easy as that, and I was becoming unstoppable. The Pure tried to calm me down, but one day I killed an entire cave full of the Pure and I became my own man. Killing whoever I wanted. No one stood in my way, except you. You were strong, but weak too. And now, here I stand face to face with the only victim to my insane attacks that has survived. You know how this will end right?" Jackel finished and John laughed and the Visor slid back into place; "Only one of us will leave here alive!" John said as he charged forward, swinging his Beast Sword.
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13: The Beast Weapons
Storie brevi'War is upon us, General. We must do everything in our power to protect our District, our home!" The districts are under attack. The Pure (an ancient, religious tribe) are attacking the Districts after 3 years of non-lethal war, and trying to keep p...