“Great. J.A.D.E’s here. Good luck explaining this one!”
“Maybe they can help us, we can’t do this not ourselves.” Maddison says.
“Are you sure theres a person in they're?”
“No, not possible. The Z Dragon has devoured millions of it’s masters souls why would it trust one now? But how is it here? That part makes no sense.”
“What do we do then?”
“We have no choice. We have to try to kill it.”
“You sure about this one Hunter?” Maddison questions.
“Yes, give everything you got.”
“You’ll need these.”
“TRACEY!” Yells Maddie, “You're here!”
“I’m not going to let this bastard win again. Here.”
“That's a staff?” I pointed out as she held out a staff that was similar to Tom’s.
“Grab it.” We all put one hand on the staff. Tracey closed her eyes and mumbled something then opened her eyes they glowed, so did our ripped up clothes. We all let go of the staff I looked down at myself, I wore boots, shorts and a hooded like cape, it sort fitted like a dress, with a shirt that went off the shoulder.
“Hehe, now this I can work in!” I say glancing at the others, all the costumes were so cool. I felt my face, I was wearing a mask that covered my eyes, the other also wore something to cover their eyes or faces.”
“So COOL!” Maddie squaled.
“Don’t move. Stand down or we’ll be forced to shoot.” It’s J.A.D.E and they don’t sound very happy.
“We don’t want any harm, were all on the same side.” Tracey says.
“Who are you? What do you think you are super heros?”
“Pretty much.” Answers Maddison.
“You may heros I say vigilantes. Stand down you’ll do more damage then help.”
“No. J. Justice, A. And, D. Defense, E. Enlistment. Your suppose to keep this world safe, I’m sure you’ve had little kid come up to you, sit on your lap, hurt all wounded and they say ‘I wanna be just like you when I grow up’ don’t let them down. They look at you as hero, your Squad Leader, you of all people should know about giving people chance. Give us a chance, neither of us can defeat this, this thing by ourselves. So what do you say?” Says Hunter, she really knows how to give speeches.
“I say I respect you. Names Jewel, Squad leader, E-2 and E-6. You-”
“E-2, private first class, PFC, E-6, Staff Sergeant, SSgt. Right?” Jewel smiled.
“So permission to help?”
“Permission granted.”
“It’s weak spots are eyes and legs, I don’t know if it’s possible to kill.” Emmy says stitching up Max, he was beat and battered, blood everywhere. Jewel must have noticed.
“Amy!”
“Sir yes sir.”
“Get him medical service!”
“Sir yes sir.”
“He’s in good hands.” Hunter walked next to her side.
“Got a plan?”
“I’m sure it’s better then yours.”
“Explain away.” Hunter says enjoying her ‘I'm-better-than-you’ statement.
“Alright maggots I’m going to be honest this is no easy task, nothing like we’ve faced before. You already?”
“Sir yes sir!”
“Whats that?”
“SIR YES SIR!”
“Music to my ears. Now get in position!”
“Ready?” Hunter asked
“Aim-”
“FIRE!” Hunter cut in no one listened.
“You heard her, FIRE!” The J.A.D.E members in front began the fire the nets at least maybe 30 by 30 feet, they were electric nets like a electric fence. They aimed at the eyes hoping to throw it off balance, it fell backward into a building.
“Scarlet! Start!”
I closed my eyes and found myself in darkness, “I need your help.” The other me’s showed up.
“Why should we help you?” Red dares,
“First off you're a part of me dumb-dumb. Second if you don't listen you won’t exist, so why don’t you think about that!” I replied to reds snarky comment.
“We should help, lets be kind and help a friend out! I’ll help you!”
“Ugg I’m too tired, can’t I just stay here and eat ramen?”
“No! Lets go, now! Rebel, I’ll need you eyes since-”
“I understand, come along now.” The bird answered.
“Whoa! How are you doing that?” Maddison asked astounded.
“Stick to the PLAN!!” Screamed Red.
“Hehe sorry…”
Alright where's Hunter? “They're. Do you have the-”
“Yes, hurry up. Fly over they're and hand it over her.” The bird flew over to Hunter dropping a needle in her hand.
“One shot Hunter. One.”
“Where are you?” Asked Hunter
“Rebel's body, all these other me’s you see out they're are different parts of me. I can’t be here the same time they are, now, you only have one shot. Understand?”
“They don’t call me sharp shooter for nothing!”
“No one calls you that. No one.”
“Whatever you say, bird brains!” She better not miss, if she does. Well then we’re all screwed and that's the nice way of saying the worlds pretty much going to end. Great. Real great.
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The Keepers
Acción(Somthing I wrote in elementary 😂) Long ago there was a legend, a folk tale, a myth that tells of 6 people. Each given a Gem/Stone of power as a curse or a gift. Passed down from generations. When it's found in the hands of six unlikely kids. They'...
