Northern Conflicts

Like A Soldier

"Blazing Swords and a fitted saddle, bitter words and a heap of trouble what a beautiful morning ladies!" There was just something about waking someone up by screaming in their ears, Amethyst loved the feeling but her comrades begged to differ especially Bronon. For some reason being called a lady didn't sit well with him but Amethyst didn't care.

"The sun is not up yet princess leave me be." Nab Press seemed to have gotten the idea that waking up was up for debate, so she was pushed from off of her bed. With a 'thump' the other two flew up and stood at attention.

" Good morning soldiers! If I say good morning it's time to train it means it's morning and we are late!" Amethyst spoke like a true commander "Sir yes sir!" Bronon and Ćib Riat yelled. " Of all the names, why sir?" The siblings laughed and asked her if it was too much. Nab Press finally got up from the ground.

"Princess I ...." Amethyst stopped her

"Do not refer to me as princess or anything of that sort for at this very moment we are soldier and royalty means nothing on the battlefield." They looked like they were thinking up a storm, but she was not done yet "We are fighting together not as Noble and commoners but as comrades, so for the love of this battle call me by my name." Amethyst thought she was clear, she really did. "So out of curiosity which one of your names should we call you?" Ćib Riat asked but Amethyst herself was unsure, they could see her uncertainty so they offered to use Áxios formally.

The first order of business was to pick the land that Amethyst was fighting for. On realizing that Bronon pushed, or tried to push, over a small wooden table; He looked rather pathetic in his attempt because the table did not look that heavy. "I'm sorry are you trying to move something other than that small table?" He was annoyed with this table and Amethyst wasn't helping "I would like to see you try to lift up my invention."

He should have known that she would reply with sarcasm. Amethyst did a dramatic gasp and then said, "Could it be you have invented the world's first wooden table and....."

She did a dramatic pause "... and better yet it is round." The other girls had a good laugh at him, that was until he pressed a darn button. A voice spoke up from the table and light started to shine from it.

" Ladies if you are done laughing let me introduce you to Ayri 2.0 my autoroute de l'information this means that she stores information and is willing to let us know it." Amethyst was shocked and so was Nab Press, Ćib Riat was annoyed but the other's shock covered for hers.

Ćib Riat was the first to talk "How does this help her choose the land you idiot?" This snapped Amethyst and Nab Press out of their shock but Bronon answered calmly "Dearest sister do you think the lost daughter knows about the 4th world, no she does not. Ayri 2.0 will tell her everything. Just watch, Beautiful weather 2.0, the 4th world if you may." It was silent for a few seconds until a voice spoke up from the table.

"Indeed, it is. The 4th world, formally known as Anzula, land of the impossible and magic if you may. With six cities that stood though its leader had fallen. Anzula is the home of:

Neptan- City of Defenders

Nactrae- City of Wisdom

Kittron- City of the Unthinkable

Facsis- City of Deliverers

Klois- City of the Faithful

Phantasma- City of Strong Women

But this land is not safe for it has many secrets. Secrets for which many have died, and many will die to protect.

Ayri even showed little moving pictures that seemed to be re-enacting what she was saying. "This is amazing, how is this even possible." Amethyst was so amused, but she had to put it aside. "I want the city of defenders and Phantasma does not sound terrible." They sighed in unison, Bronon spoke first " Why are you making things hard for us?"

Ćib Riat spoke next "All we had to do was just a simple battle how did you make this complicated?"

Amethyst was not comprehending; she was getting that 'horrible choice vibe' from all three of them

Nab Press especially was not having it "Why couldn't you chose something that wouldn't kill us I taught you wanted to win."

"Do my fellow comrades lack faith in their abilities, this most certainly will not do." They were afraid but Amethyst was taught that there is no place for fear on the battlefield. So, whether they like it or not we will train to kill whether it be fear or self-doubt.

"Amethyst it is not that we fear them, it is that we fear what they can do, we have heard stories." Ćib Riat did not want to seem afraid but Nab Press didn't care "Are you kidding me! they are the reason Micralanza does not bother the 4th world. " Micralanza was scared of no one they were the strong and the strong does not fear the weak or at least that is what Sebastian told Amethyst. "Amethyst it is true, Phantasma is the most dangerous and Neptan follows, to go up against the two in one battle is not wise." Bronon seemed to have been pleading with her but truthfully she was intrigued. Amethyst loves the idea of conquering this challenge and she wanted these people standing by her side while she proved them wrong. "I have faith in our abilities, and you should too, all we need is training and I promise you this, training we shall have."