Knightmayre
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A Few vs the World: Chapter VIII: A New Age Dawns, War.
Gametester strode into a throne room, not his own. He approached the tall white throne seated at the end of the corridor and knelt before it, before rising and removing his helmet. The figure seated in the throne stood, bowed and returned to sitting, also removing his helmet. Chipp, its good to see you again. Chipp nodded, It has been a long time brother, what business brings you to the outer lands? Gametester motioned to a man dressed in golden armour, who brought a chair over, and Gametester placed himself in it. Im sure you must be aware of our brothers movements, and what he plans to do, and what he has done, are you not? Chipp shook his head slowly, Brother, the reason I rule the outer lands is to avoid the conflict between you two. Gametester laughed to himself, hed forgotten his brothers cool demeanour and passive tongue. Well listen here, hes cut off all communication with the Administratum, and has gathered an army of spammers and flamers to move against me, and once he is done with me, he will move on you. Chipp laughed out loud and leaned back in his throne. He has no use for the outer lands, why would he come here? Sure, the border patrols have encountered better trained and more numerous spammer forces on our borders, but we encounter your members just as often. Gametester sighed, realising that convincing his brother would take longer then he had wished. Listen brother, how long has it been since you heard from anyone from the Administratum? Chipps expression changed from calm to serious in an instant. Its been ten years Gametester smiled, he was getting through, Ever since he was removed from the Administratum, hes known that if anyone was to get reinforcements from home it would be us, not him. Thats why he cut our communication with them, hes throwing everything at me, hell, and hes even created genetic clones using his own Admin DNA and Heretic blood. Chipp stood up, Heretic blood? They still exist? Gametester nodded, Two remain, one, Kinker, works for me as a spy under Xander, the other, Yokutai, the puppet master, controls the bodies of deceased heretics like puppets, calling them Alts. Chipp fell back into his chair and exhaled heavily. What will you have me do brother Gametester stood up, I ask only that we fight together, for the sake of this world, and everything in it, and kill our brother this time, we cannot let him escape. Chipp nodded, Very well brother, I shall assemble my armies, where shall I send them? Gametester clenched his fist, Not send, lead, Im going to need you to defeat him just like I did last time. Here. Gametester threw a small commscreen to Chipp, who turned it on to reveal a map with a glowing circle surrounding a flat plain. That is where we shall meet brother, until then, prepare. Gametester faded away, leaving Chipp in his throne room alone, as his servants had left upon Gametesters arrival. Xander, whats happened to you
Kinker strolled down the darkened corridors of Xanders citadel, more cautions then he usually would be, he had hear the rumours, one of Xanders closest subordinates were acting as a spy, and he had to ensure no one would figure out it was him. He placed his hands under his shirt and gripped his weapons, two serrated bladed knives, each twelve inches in length, as he could sense a malignant presence approaching him. Suddenly, from the corner of his eye, a hooded figure dashed at him, wielding a long and cruel looking scimitar. Kinker jumped back and drew his knives, raising them to block the quickly descending blade from cleaving through him. Kinker smiled and disappeared, reappearing behind the figure and slashing at him, but before the knives could make contact, the hooded figure disappeared in the same way he just had, Damn, fast. Too fast for a member, spammer or not, too fast for even a Condemned, an Adminno Kinker avoided a flurry of strikes, swinging up and missing narrowly again. Can it beanother Heretic? Kinker ducked down, and then threw a knife up, cutting through the figures hood. His face was revealed, shaggy blonde hair, striking blue eyes and pale skin. In a flash, Kinker was pinned against the wall by his throat. You, Heretic, you are the one whos working for them arent you. Kinker struggled to escape the grip on his throat, but he couldnt, Ill tell you in exchange for one small bit of information, what are you? The man laughed, Im unlike anything you know, a genetic combination of my fathers Admin DNA, and remnants of Heretic DNA, I was unaware any of you were left alive. Kinker sighed, Yeah, theres two of us left, your father made sure theres wasnt much left of us, but we are, or were, a race of our word, yes, I am the one working for Lord Gametester. The man threw Kinker to the ground, I could have you killed now, but I wont, for I have a use for you, my father you see, is weak, he lost most of his Admin powers, now even you could probably kill him, no, I want to rule, but Ill need help. Kinker raised himself up onto one knee, breathing heavily, No, I wont serve you, as long as my Lord Gametester lives I shall serve him. The man laughed again, Very well, I will come and see you when your master dies, until then, know this, I am the fourth, strongest of the five, and this world and everything in it will be mine. The Fourth disappeared, and Kinker sighed loudly, before falling to the ground unconscious.
Standing around a map on a table was Knightmayre, Raizen, X, Burnturrek and Blaze, planning the final battle, already their forces had been moved to the area, now it was only a matter of setting up the battle and waiting. Knightmayre tapped a point on the map, X, Raizen and myself will deploy our forces here, Burn, I want you deployed here, and Blaze, you here leading the other legions. Everyone nodded, the Blaze also leant over the map, using a stylus to draw formations on it, These are the formations the legions will take, with the newly re-strengthened Nijuu Shoutai at the front of the attack, followed by Soul Society and Kusanagi. To the flanks, Fenrir and Dawn will be positioned. We also have word that it is during this battle that the Heretic Kinker will swap to our side, bringing the Sound Village into our forces here. Lord Chipp has also sent word he met with the Puppet Master Yokutai, another Heretic, and they will be deploying together with Lord Chipps entire army here. Lords Gametester, Mark and Luapman will station here with their elite bodyguards and the Golden Throne. They will not move until Xander himself does, at which point they will engage him personally, and we must all be on call to reinforce our fathers if things start getting too tough for them. Again, they all nodded as a man with silver hair, golden eyes and strange markings on his face and arms walked in. Greetings my lords. They all turned at once to meet this new stranger, Do not be alarmed my friends, I am Sato, another alt of the Puppet Master Yokutai, here to inform you that the information you received about our deployment was wrong. From under his tattered cloak, a long metallic claw reached out and drew on the map, This is our true deployment area, we will see you on the battlefield my lords, until then, farewell. The man disappeared, and Blaze softly muttered something about hating Heretics. Raizen brought the attention of the room back to him by clearing his throat, Alright, brother, close friends, we know what we have to do this battle, and we know that this is where it must end, so let us end it here, and end it fast, for Lord Gametester! Knightmayre echoed this cheer, X and Burnturrek cheered for their father Mark and Blaze cheered for his father Luapman. The all left the tent to prepare their men for the coming war. It was going to be big.
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