TRV Trilogy, the first | The second: Realize | The finale: Vestige
[Rated 18+ for language, mature references.]
{I was just trying to be normal. In a matter of minutes, it became something I cannot describe.}
The town of Winston. A place des...
~I was meant to save people. Not kill them. I might have killed, but I will now find my fight.~
Savior
"How dare you, Taylor!" Xandor lashed at me.
"Shut up, Xandor. You enabled it. I must use it well, don't you think?"
"If you insist, come at me, halfbreed." He throws a threat back. I lunged forward, but I exchanged blows with the brothers instead.
"No harm shall befall our Lord," They say simultaneously. It was a competition of strength and endurance as our palms were facing each other in a battle of inner energy, myself versus the brothers. The brothers pushed their palms further, making me slide back, but I sent the power of Fallen and Protectors combined in both my palms, creating a force so great they flew back from the sheer power and hit the marble walls, making dents and craters.
"The rest, except for you, should be cannon fodder. It's useless to create Fallen when they can't compete with me." I half-bragged. Suddenly, I felt a searing pain in my heart.
"Of course they can't, but I gave them a little extra boost. How's fire mixed with poison?" His voice was just monotone, while I sank to the floor, my aura diminishing, my energy draining.
"You just don't play fair, do you?" I grunted.
"I never do. I can predict this conversation will come again." Xandor replied, hands relaxed behind his back, his cloak.
"I never really gave a shit. Kill me... You have attained your goal." Xandor speed-walked to me, caressing my face.
"I could never bear to do that. Moreover... I think you want to see someone." Who was missing right here... Helena, and Weiss. The only person I would think of... now...
"What... what have you done to Weiss?!"
"Nothing, really. All I did was let him restart afresh."
"Afresh? By that context, you're not fair to let him naturally do that, you wiped him?"
"Xandor, you should have remained in Hell!" Michael cried. Xandor shot a dead glare at Michael, but his gaze quickly returned to me.
"Since you guessed who it is, how about you meet him?" A black-armoured figure sauntered out from the troop of soldiers again, where they all bowed. His black helmet was different from the old chrome mask I used to see his weak self within.
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(Veil's new appearance. It used to be a normal black Fallen robe with hood and cloak, with just a chrome faceless mask. The image does not belong to me, I'm using it for the purpose of illustration only.)
