Septiplier One-Shots

Friend or Foe

We were all waiting; side by side and ready to fight until death does us proud. Our flags raised high with neon greens and blues, the armour we wear containing the same colours and black .We wore our armour with pride, though it all was'nt matching; certian armours defined what soldier you were and I had my own. The armour I wore consisted of a long black waistcoat which had faded greens and blues over it, and a black hood. The rest of my armour was pretty much the same and i had customized and welded my own sword. My hair was green as well, I did it to show my loyalty to the empire and it was also what I am doing here today. I was on the front line, many stood beside me and an army of 9000 had my back. Though this was not my fight, this was not my war, I was just a soldier. We were in a field somewhere between the two lands, It was a nice field if I'm honest; many hills, wild flowers growing past your ankles. It's a shame that the enemies blood will be covering it. That's all I can think of right now, I have to remain completely focused otherwise I could be killed or even taken in to be tortured. Not that I had much to lose; any family I had was long gone and it's not like my soul mate has showed up yet so what's the point in doing some boring job? that's why I joined the army, for some fun and excitement. I hadn't realized how horrific the scenes are though, I look back before I joined and know I was just some kid wanting to make a difference... but this is real life. It's not a game or a film or even a book. Those thing's don't happen, the closest to somthing being magical or cliche like is the legends we carry. The most famous legend is that once you find your soul mate you will know they are them, they can not hurt or harm you and they have an un-dying first to see you almost every second. Stupid. I can't imagine that, I have no time for love. I'm a solider. My purpose is to kill and that is it, not love, not care... not anything.

The sound of the trumped smacked the air, my eye's became alert and I tightened my grip around the sword I held so much trust in. I glared at the opposite hill's horizon. Everything was silent, the only movement being the pettals on the wild flowers sway. Then, we heard somthing, It was like the sound of a thousand bee's humming. A silhouette line blanketed the facing hill and we watched as the enemy thundered. Their flags raised high like our own, only red's and blacks flew for them. Barely noticing, I see one of the enemies men step forward; his hair red as flames to match the flag he thought for. They all fell silent. I stepped forward myself, I'm not in charge but may as well be. I looked to my commrades who all nodded at me and without saying a word I knew what to do. I raised my sword and watched as the man also raised his sword, in almost insync, our swords fell with force and the field erupted with shouts. Charging forward, I sprinted before the rest since I wanted this guy dead. I did'nt have to know who he was or what his role was in all of this but I've never felt this erge to kill someone before! It feels amaxing! I was almost laughing as I ran, I think I might be insane... oh well! Never cared much for sanity anyway. Everyone grew closer, soon we would all be nothing more than a collage of men. The man was closer now, almost in murdering distance. My men running right beside me since they had caught up, I felt like I was slowing down though I was running the fastest I had ever gone. My men and the others collided first, I jumped in the air with my sword held above me. Then my heart gave a strong beat when I saw his face, the entire world seemed to slow down and I was almost drowing in air instead of falling like usual. Even the sound of the men had muted and the man stood there staring at me, he looked just as confused as I was but what confused me even more was je just stood there and stared at me. Dropped his sword... and smiled.

I went to ram my sword through his heart but before it even scraped the surface of him, it deflected and caused me to fly back. I scraped across the ground and shook my head from the blow, the men's screams had came back and time was at it's usual pace. I felt an arm rest on my shoulder "hey, are you alright?" I looked and saw it was the guy I had tried to turn into a kabab, I harshley pulled away and reached for my sword. I tried to slice it across his neck but once again it deflected and I was shot back another few feet. Was no one seeing this?! was seriously not one- not one single man out of the thousands surrounding us not seeing this?! The man quickly ran over to me and kneeled beside me "It's... it's you..." his voice said gently, I looked at him with a glare "the fuck are you on about?!" I shout in his face, but he kept his smile on bright. "I never thought it would happen, not to me..." he moves my neon hair out my eyes "yet here you are" I crawled back away from him, hoping to god that one of my men would stab him or somthing! "hey man, I don't know what the fuck is your deal but I'm leaving this war alive and with my hands covered in blood!" I grab my sword once again but when I do it feels lighter, I look to it and my eyes widen when I see it's blade had shattered "but... how?" I whisper in disbelief. I look at the man and then go to punch him, my hand stops inches infront of his so i put preasure onto it, I slip as if my hand had ran of a curved surface, like the north sides of a magnet. Before I slipped, the guy caught me and I wanted to rip his face of. Hours had passed. Every hit I through at him... not one touched him. He didn't dodge or even blink, just walked backwards as I threw a punch at him every second, I had began screaming with rage "why won't you die?!" he just blinked at me confused but didn't answer. I don't know how long we had been at this, but my arms felt like led and I was heavily breathing. I looked around me for help, for my commrades. But everyone had fallen. My men, his men, everyone. We were the only two standing and not one of us had realized. If I kill him... we would be victorious. I don't want a title or anything like that, I never did. I just wanted to fight. Because that is what a soldier does.

"Are you finished?" I looked at the man who actually looked concerned, my whole body was limp and my eyes were barely staying open "who, what is your name...?" I breath out, If i was going to die I at least wanted to know who this guy is. "Mark Fishchbach" he kneels down as he spoke, I took this as an oppertunity and grabbed a soldiers sword which was on the ground. I lifted it above him and placed my full strength into one swing. I was flown of the ground and meters away, the after shock hit me making me fly even further before I hit the ground, and then darkness. I don't remember what happened then, or why things were happening the way they were. I just knew that I was scared, the most scared I had been in a long time. Maybe this is death? just staying here in darkness thinking. Nope! I shot up with my eyes being blinded by a bright light, I was in a room. On a bed. Confused. I stand up and go to a window, I'm pretty high up so I won't be able to jump out. The view does'nt look familiar either, everything's... nice. This is'nt my kingdom, if it was there would be grey skies and it would be raining. The only view we had was dull fields with sheep as well. This sky here is bright and forests seems to strecth for miles. I look down to my armour to see if I have any weapins on me and only just realise I'm in trousers with bandages all over my chest and torso. What the fuck? I want out and answers right now, I don't want to be here and again, what the fuck. I heard the door creak open and when I turn around I saw the man named 'Mark' standing in front of the door "you!" I point at him, "yes?" he questions unsure how to answer. "where am I? why are you here? why am i here? and why can I not un-alive you?!" I shout as I storm over to him, now, normally when an angry Irish guy storms over to you angry and shouting you would either run or cry. BUT THIS SON OF A BITCH PUT ON HIS SMILE AGAIN! "what are you smiling at you dumb prick?!" I shout with my face going red with rage "you have a strange way of showing love, you know that right?" he tilts his head "why the fuck would I want to show love? especially to you?!" I'm confused and I want to murder hi- "because" he walks over and tilts my face up by my chin, "You're my soul mate."