Battle Born Vagabond

Chapter 1: A new foe: Queen Marie: November 19, 5005

My dad tries to connect his fist to my uncle's monster side. It joins, but when he tries to pull it out, his arm can't move it's stuck inside. My uncle cackles in response. My dad tries to get away completely unable to so he decides to go on the offensive again. With the other hand, is caught by my uncle's human side and he brings him in close and says to him, "

My uncle swings him around as fast as he can, and suddenly just let's go. My dad goes flying into a mech and crashes down behind us. My uncle isn't far behind skipping. I go ahead and teleport all of us into what we were using as an arena before. This soldier runs up to all of us, "get over there seriously in that room. Go!" I teleport all five of us into that room. And he goes, "I thought only Bōkun could do that."

Chief responds, "I can too, but I'm too old to lead a nation this size, I'm Bōkun's brother. But that one right there, yes is also a descendant to Bōkun."

The soldier gets over a speaker that fills the whole place, "This is Hero Flynn speaking. If you are still fighting amongst the enemy, I demand a ceasefire. The tides of fate are changing, Bōkun is dead his two sons are fighting to the death. Continued fighting will be treated as a war crime. You may watch on the feeds which I'm demanding to go on every screen, or you may come to the security room in the hangar bay and watch."

I see my dad trying to run around and hide behind the leg of a mech. My uncle kicks it hard and the whole mech drops, my dad catches it just long enough to put it down off of him with a grunt. He catches a claw from my uncle and then my uncle is pushing him down to the ground to where my dad is on one knee trying to lift back up. It doesn't appear that my uncle is struggling at all, he still has a smile on his face virtually untouched. My dad is breathing heavy, a puncture through his stomach and losing blood. He is not moving as fast as he used to.

My dad rolls out of the way and punches my uncle in the mouth, and my uncle catches his fist with his teeth. And chomps down and rips away. Both sides turn to human again, and we can sort of understand him again, "Too me, did they what for suffer nation this make to excited is he me told he. Boring were you said Loki. Good pretty tastes you."

My dad just stands there gripping his arm, "Mom, dad, Marie, Flynn: I'm sorry I just can't do it, I can't win. I tried, I, I just can't."

I use the sniper rifle attached to my right arm to take a headshot of my uncle, that freak, and I can't believe this is happening. It hits him in the head, and the bullet just bounces off. "Quick yours make I'll worry don't, next death want you that understand I and requests take do I, one little ok that's." I stand there in awe, unable to fathom what I just did. I sniffle a little bit realizing I might die a warrior.

He picks up my dad by his intact arm and slams him into the ground five times head and neck first. My dad isn't moving at all except that he is twitching. I yell at him mind to mind, "Get up, dad, get up." But just like if I try to talk to a tree or a rock, I get nothing but an echo. He is out, and there's nothing I can do about it. My uncle takes a big bite out of his throat, and after he is done chewing he goes, "One little next you're."

My dad told me during training, "remember Marie your best weapon is your teleportation, I've seen you moving mech's, groups of people I saw you tear away half of a transport vessel. I want to know if you can tear away smaller things too." I remembered that he tried to teach me to limit how much I carry when I teleport. Sometimes I was able to do it; sometimes I wasn't. But I didn't have the option of failure. I teleport to him. Put my hands on his head and teleport back into the security room.

And I'm holding only my uncle's head. A few men throw up because blood is still leaving the head.

The soldier that instructed us to go in here goes back on the screaming thing, "Ladies and gentlemen the fight has been decided. Both of Bōkun's sons are dead as well. The remaining one, the one that will lead this nation is Bōkun's grandchild." Then he turns to me and says, "can you please take off your helmet and tell me your name and age?"