Iron Will

Off To Ula

Roy and Marcus arrived at the academy in the Ghost, which was the ship they had left on that could go invisible. As they got closer to the academy they noticed a Star Ship docked at it. Roy cursed seeing it was one from Locks' fleet.

"I'm dock at the air lock and waiting here." Roy said. "Get your Golem and if you have to fight out. Locks must be here to capture you."

"Maybe not," Marcus said. "Look at the smaller ships around it. Their taking in supplies and Golems. Their not here for me their here for reinforcements."

"They must not have enough people for the sacrifice." Roy said. "Damn them! They're going to use students!"

"I'm joining my team." Marcus told Roy. "They'll be taking us to Ula to join the fighting. I'll meet you there."

"Be safe." Roy said as Marcus got out.

"Tic," Marcus said as he entered the empty hall way. "Where is the decoy?"

"At the auditorium with everyone else." Tic told him.

"Tell it to come find me so I can sneak in." Marcus said. "Last thing we need is someone see two Marcus' in two different places."

Marcus went towards the Auditorium and about half way there he meet his decoy. It returned to Tic making only one Marcus in the school. Thankfully Marcus had packed a change of cloths before he left, so he quickly changed into them and went to fill in his place at the auditorium.

When he arrived everyone was to busy listening to the messenger from General Locks to notice him. He popped up next to his friends and Angel to finish listening to the man.

"With reinforcements to far away and little time General Locks needs your help!" The man said. "I will be taking those qualified to be pilot with me to the battle for Ula. All those with scores of passing pilots will fight regardless their age!"

A lot of people cheered as they would soon be going to battle. Many of them have been itching to fight ever sense they joined.

"This should be fun." Calvin said but it was clear he was against going.

"It will be fine," Flare said. "Right Marcus."

Everyone turned to Marcus and waited for a reply. Marcus didn't want any of his teammates near the battle field.

"Just remember are training." Marcus told them all. "I really don't want any of you in battle, but we have no choice."

"We'll all be fine." Igor smiled. "Lets go get ready."

They all went to get ready but Angel stayed with Marcus. She was still worried about him, and now that they were going to battle she would be even more worried. As she went to say something Marcus quickly pulled her in and placed his lips on hers. The warmth of her body pushed all the negative thoughts about the coming battle out of Marcus' head.

"Before you ask." Marcus said removing his lips from Angel's. "I'm fine. I'll tell you what was wrong with me after this battle."

"What changed?" Angel asked stunned by his sudden change.

"Everything." Marcus said with a smile as he went into his room. Inside he put his Grandfather's cloths back on and placed the Light Blade on his belt for everyone to see. His Grandfather's pilot suit is a darker color then everyone else suits, so people will notice. Taking the photo off him and his Grandfather from the shower head Marcus left his room.

He didn't care who saw him anymore. After the battle the war would be over. Either the galaxy would be free or enslaved by the Creator. As soon as he left his room Mason showed up to meet him.

"You going to the battle?" Marcus asked breaking his brother from his surprised stare.

"N-no," Mason said pulling himself together. "Father wants me to stay here. Where did you get that gear."

"My Grandfather." Marcus said.

"You know wearing that and having it are against regulations." Mason said.

"I don't really give a shit." Marcus said walking away.

"Noah's leaving it to me to deal with Dad." Mason called out.

The hall way was empty so they didn't have to worry about being heard. Marcus looked to Mason a little taken back.

"Your part of the Order?" Marcus asked finding it a little hard to believe. "Why would you be tasked with killing your own father?"

"I'll do what I need to in order to save humanity." Mason said putting his hand out to his little brother. "In case we never see on another again."

Marcus took his brother's hand, but then pulled him in for a hug. Even though they weren't blood related they loved on another like real brothers.

"I will see you after the battle." Marcus said.

"Fine," Mason agreed. "And I better see you too. I would like to be an Uncle you know."

Marcus shook his head trying not to cry. The thought of losing his brother, Angel, or any member of his team scared him.

"Your Golems on the Star Ship," Mason said. "Now get going and wait for Noah to contact you during the battle, and good luck."

"Same to you." Marcus said taking off.

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On board the Star Ship, Thor's Fists, Marcus rejoined his team in the hanger. They were to meet their squad leader there and begin the briefing. Sergeant Leger was their squad leader in the battle. He was a man with long hair that was dyed to look red. his second in command was a man by the name of Dominic who had no hair at all.

"I'm Sergeant Leger your commanding officer," Leger said. "You will call me Sergeant or Sir, understood?"

"Sir, yes sir" They all replied.

"Now who is the leader among all of you?" Leger asked.

"That would be Marcus Kelo, Sir!" Calvin replied.

"I take it your Marcus." Leger said looking Marcus in the eye. He scanned Marcus up and down and shook his head.

"What the hell are you wearing?" Leger asked.

"It's my Grandfather's old piloting uniform, Sir!" Marcus replied.

"You know that's against regulations, right?" Leger asked. "So why are you wearing it?"

"Permission to speak freely sir?" Marcus asked.

"Granted." Leger replied.

"I would rather die on the battle field in my Grandfather's gear then the one given to me by the military." Marcus said.

"Well let's hope you don't die in it then." Leger said. "When we land on Ula we are to push back the enemy forces on Mt. Jawani, Dismissed!"

Leger left the group letting them finish getting ready. With the coming battle Marcus could feel his heart beating fast and fast. His first battle and, if everything goes right, his last.