Destiny Eclipse: Infernal Fate

8 - The War for Yesterday

Rain begins to fall on the End of Time landscape. It was a storm. But..weather shouldn't even be a concern here, except for today, when the storm that's come has it's source at the entrance to the valley.

A wearied, scratched and dented, heart-bruised warrior stands with his army. Dexter, the Living Storm himself, and Lady Ghost beside him, and beside her the Commander named Vesstra.

They quietly march into the shallow lake of fog, until a dark figure up the hill comes into view.

"Stop!" Dexter yells out, and his people stop behind him. Despite being an Exo, his voice has deepened and become more hardened. At this point in his life, he has become a warrior.

The dark figure on the hill shows itself to be the Warden, seemingly alone.

"You made it." He hears from Warden.

"We did. We're here to fix time, now get out of our way." Dexter yells back.

"Don't get in this fight boy. Let us sacrifice the girl...and hope for the best.." He finishes his sentence under his breath.

"What?! Sacrifice?!!" Dexter's temper increases, and so does the intensity of the storm above.

Warden curses himself.

I'll only anger the boy.

"I'll kill you! Let her go!"

"I can't. I'm sorry."

Dexter feels Camille's hand on his shoulder, and the storm eases slightly.

"Stay focused." She says.

"Stay focused.." He repeats.

From behind the Warden, his army emerges. They were dark samurai, born from the Lake of Fog, just like the Union soldiers.

Red Knight Carrion emerges with the army, standing next to Warden. She held a great silver hammer of Sol, old and bloodied.

Dexter takes a breath, looking back at his own army.

"Ready!!" He yells.

He then looks back up the hill, past the army, past the castle Neois, at the Golden Tower. His fate lies there. He knows it.

"They don't stand a chance, we have guns, they don't!" One of the Union soldiers yell out.

Many of the others converse loudly in return. He did have a point.

Warden chuckles.

"Where's all your ammo at..that's right, burned to the ground." He yells to them.

The Union soldiers look at themselves, they only had a magazine or two to their name.

Dexter, Camille, and Vess were under the same circumstances. They didn't have much.

Dexter's expression changes, as he looks up the hill at the army ahead, in perfect formation.

He and Carrion then glance at eachother. He recognized her armor. He didn't know she was on their side.

But really, there never was any "sides" in this story. This is war.

"Just...use our ammo sparingly??" Vess speaks up.

Dexter looks back at her.

"What if their armors bulletproof?"

"Cmon, what if it's not?" Camille chuckles, holding a high powered rifle.

"If we're going to fight? Why don't we do it already?" Warden yells, putting his hands up.