Sup guys? I began working on a piece of literature concerning World of Alsta. The story takes place 300 years after the End Times story. So Alsta is now all futuristic like. Um, if there were anyone out there planning on creating a futuristic WoA be my guest, this story isn't canon, but more of a side story if you will. In the story, I didn't really describe what the characters or locations look like, because I like to leave that up to the reader's imagination. In some parts I may describe a locale every once and a while, but the majority of the time it is left up to you. I even went as far as creating a theme song for the story lol.
The story is entitled, "World of Alsta Advanced" and I hope you guys enjoy it.
Located somewhere inside a corporate office, a tall well suited man entered the door of Remy Gangolier. The president of Alsta United. The business began a little after the death of Rudolph Frederic Edgoth and the disappearance of the mages 300 years ago. Today, Alsta United has kept the alignment between good and evil balanced. Neither has triumphed over the other in years. It wasn't until 30 years ago when the mages returned. Alsta United granted the mages permission to re-open the academies. All of Alsta's young and gifted attended these academies, in hopes of honing their skills in both magic and melee. However...it is no coincidence how the mages disappeared 300 years ago, only to return 30 years prior to this day. For some reason, the mages have been fascinated with the number 3. It has been seen in their advertisements, media, and politics. And this...I cannot trust...
"President," said Wesly Kindel, head of the board of commerce, "This has arrived for you today." Remy reached over to take the envelope. The reading glasses he wore, analyzed the contents sealed within the envelope. Alsta's technology has evolved drastically since the great war between the mages and our forefathers and mothers. Their victory promised a better life for the people born into this world.
Wesly watched Remy carefully. A worried expression appeared on the president's face.
"What is it, sir?" Wesly asked.
Remy sighed and tossed the letter on his desk. The edge of the envelope hitting his tall glass of coffei (A new brand of coffee lol)
"It's Francia. She has been trying to buy this company from me for years. She even went as far as hiring spies to report on our business meetings. The letter demands that she meets with us at the Union." Remy replied.
Francia is Alsta's first businesswoman to ever establish her own company under little to no help from her partners. Unlike Alsta United, Francia has been known to do business with convicted mages. In other words, she is half criminal, and a very powerful mage. Her work includes hiring many lawyers, politicians, and rightest, to help secure the mages position in Alsta. Today, the older generation of mages are looked down upon. They were known to attempt the continuation of Rudolph F. Edgoth's quest for complete control. They were outlawed by Alsta United and the Mage Division of Congress 15 years ago.
"I will prepare the schedule for the meeting at once." said Wesly before leaving the room. Remy stood from his leather chair and watched as life went on in the brightest city in the world. Sentry is but one of many cities that has definately defined this new world of Alsta.
Francia...I know what you're doing. What you are trying to do to me, and my sons, will never surpass the will of our people. Remy thought.
The Armed Forces of Alsta 33:12, Fort Mandai Lounge area 3 hours before the meeting at Union
"Can you stop eating that apple as if it is the last one you will ever get to eat, Qork?" said Skii #100,247. In today's military, a soldier is given a name along with a number. That number marks your entry within the military.
"Hey, Skii, come dig whatever is chewed up out of my mouth. How about that?" Qork #77, 962 replied.
A gross look appeared on Skii's face. She launched her only orange at Qork. Unfortunately, he knocked it away in time and started chuckling soon after. "Hey, where is Zack?" asked Qork.
Zack Gangolier #38,459 is the youngest son of Remy Gangolier, and brother of Cyrus Gangolier #38,458. Zack and Cyrus are both part of the military. Even though they are brothers, they both despise one another. Following the family's tradition, Zack enlisted as a Blade Trooper. Blade troopers were Alsta's first line of defense. They utilized melee weapons, that could be used as firearms as well. Cyrus enlisted under Inquisitor, Alsta's defending mages. Inquisitors are known for their vast knowledge of magic. An Inquisitor may dwell in certain types of magic, such as: Innate, Psionics, or time bending. Zack recalls seeing Cyrus up during their bedtimes, studying the ways of the mage. When Cyrus would catch Zack snooping in on him, they would usually get into fights. Zack was also a bit jealous of Cyrus's way with women.
Cyrus entered the lounge area, motioning toward the bar. He ordered his usual, a tall glass of apple flavored water. "Hey look, prince charming just entered the building." said Qork. Even though Qork disliked Cyrus...mainly because Qork wasn't even half as good as Cyrus when it came to magic, he liked his taste in women. Unlike Qork, Skii admired him. Even as a blade trooper, Skii always admired Cyrus's sparring matches. She loved watching his muscles flex up and down.
"Earth to Skii. And she is out of here folks." said Qork as he motioned his hand infront of her face. He obviously failed at getting her attention.
"He is sooo...bold..." Skii replied. She abruptly rose from her seat and practically ran over by Cyrus to greet him with a hug. Qork just shook his head. "Women." Just then, Zack sat down at the table along with his tray of food. He noticed Skii and Cyrus talking and sighed. Everyone knew Zack's crush on Skii, even Cyrus...but he didn't care!
"Oh, hi there buddy, noticed-" Qork was suddenly cut off by Zack..."So he done it again, huh? Cyrus knew! God I hate that fucker!" "Dude, why does your brother pretend like he is better than everyone?" Qork asked.
Skii and Cyrus turned around and noticed Zack sitting with Qork now. She waved at Zack, took Cyrus by the hand, and led the way toward their table. "Zack, where have you been? Me and Qork have been waiting for you for hours! The general didn't argue at you again did he?"
"My little brother...breaking the rules as always, huh?" said Cyrus.
"There is something I will like to break...and no...I didn't get in trouble again. Captain Horisman had me serve my punishment for my last penalty." replied Zack.
"I could imagine what dad would say if he were to find out about this." said Cyrus.
Zack's temper grew. "What are you going to do, huh? tell him? So he can become even more disappointed in me? I forgot you were always his favorite. He forgives you for breaking our family's military tradition and offered you a position at his office if you were to ever be terminated from your division. You're scum, Cyrus...and I have nothing more to say to you."
Zack shot up from his seat and started toward the double doors leading out of the lounge area. Skii, who was holding her temples sighed, "Can we not do this please? I thought it'll be fun if we all go do something before duty calls but since you two can't seem to get over your differences..."
Qork just laughed. "You basically led the argument here. No one wants Cyrus here."
Cyrus rolled his eyes at both Qork and Zack and turned to face the opposite doors. "Hmph, whatever." said Cyrus as he started leaving as well. "Cyrus..." Skii murmered.
Suddenly, Lt. Nexahn #19,121 bursted through the doors and immediately stood up straight shouting, "OFFICER ON DECK!" The enter lounge area grew silent. The soldiers formed a line, their feet and hands together, and their faces pointing toward the ceiling. Zack groaned and did the same. He was still a little ill-tempered. A huge man, dressed in heavy weight mech armor, stepped inside. He went down the line, gazing into everyone's eyes.
One soldier felt the officer's rage. His collar was jacked up by the officer's steel gauntlet and was being held at eye level. The officer's voice, strong and bold. "Your posture isn't correct private! I outta send you to General Briggs for punishment!" The officer looked around before saying, "But lucky for you, he is out on business." The private was released. He stumbled a little after his feet hit the floor. The sheer strength by the officier was tremendous. The man moved to stand infront of the entire line and held out a clipboard. He shouted. "Zack and Cyrus Gangolier, come with me." The officer held the clipboard behind his back and started toward the exit. Zack and Cyrus were both on opposite ends of the line. They both glanced at each other before following in suit. Lt. Nexahn then hollered, "You all may proceed" and followed as well. Both Skii and Qork looked at each other worried.
The Armed Forces of Alsta 34:25, Fort Mandai General Mandai's Office 2 hours before the meeting at Union
Zack and Cyrus were led into the office of General Mandai. He was the overseer of the entire fortress. The two brothers stood infront of the general's desk, saluting him. Mandai simply said, "Proceed."
"You called for us, sir?" asked Cyrus. The general handed them both temporary release forms. "Your father has a scheduled meeting at the Union building. He has requested two soldiers to accompany him. You two in particular." Zack turned to Cyrus and then back at the general. He replied, "What is the meeting for?"
The general cleared his throat and replied... "Supposedly he is meeting with Dr. Francia over a business trade. I don't know the details. All I know is that our president wants both of his sons with him. Icarus, the Air Flight Marshall, awaits you in the air field."
Cyrus turned to Zack, "Dad is trading his business with Francia?" said Cyrus. Zack replied, "Afraid you won't get that position?" Suddenly a small argument erupted between the two. The general's voice overpowered both of them. "Cut it out you two! Ever since you both arrived here, all you did was argue. You are both fine soldiers, start acting like it!"
Zack and Cyrus turned away from each other. "Forgive us, sir." said Cyrus.
"Lieutenant!" said the general, "Escort them to the airfield. Your armaments awaits you two prior to boarding the aircraft. Proceed."
The brothers saluted the general before making their way out the door.
The Union Press Conference Union Courtyard 2 hours before the meeting
A broadcast of Francia's speech went live to the entire city of Sentry. Soon, headliners will publicize the speech to the rest of the world.
The press conference was everything you thought it would be. There were many who had questions for Francia's request to run Alsta United. There were drone cameras, recording and snapping photos. There were sentry bots keeping the crowd at bay. And mages posted on the rooftops of surrounding buildings.
The podium was silent, until Francia stepped towards it. Immediately, the entire courtyard was lit with cameras and spotlights.
"Good evening to you all." Francia started. "Recently, I have requested presidency to be given to me. Alsta United is so much more than what President Remy Gangolier lets on. His laws has set the balance between the criminals of this city, and those who wishes to preserve the vitality of this world. Those very laws, however, are affecting those less fortunate than ourselves. Jobs have been loss due to crime, poverty is imminent, and we are looking toward a new depression. If Alsta United were to appoint its leadership to me, these laws will be changed. In the long run, the laws I will set in place will continue to preserve peace, while creating jobs, and increasing income to the people. I have requested many times before during past elections that the people see my laws as only right. In the coming months, there will be a new election. Not because we have to have an election, but because the people demands it. Our neighboring lands, sees this as a vulnerability. If something isn't done, then all of Sentry will be at the hands of mage adept terrorists and criminals." Francia continued.
Off to the side behind the large blue curtain that hid the backstage area, was Remy standing near Wesly who looked on at Francia's speech.
Wesly whispered, "The public will believe her. It is only clear that she wants finance and publicity."
Remy started rubbing his temples..."She is lieing...but you are right...she will ruin this city. Have my leadership not done us any good?"
"You are a well suited president, sir. She clearly wants the bigger end. Continue to do whats right." said Wesly. Wesly smirked. The shades he wore hid his crimson burning eyes...the eyes of a malediction mage.
The United Griffons Zone Ball Championship Game Alsta United Griffons Stadium 2 hours before the meeting
Technology has came so far, a new sport was invented. It was called Zone Ball (Like football but all futuristic high tech like) The games themselves would take place inside a large rectangular cube. The players were equipped with Zone Blasters. Zone Blasters are able to grip onto the sphere shaped ball tighter, and allows the player to pass the ball at alarming speed. Today was the United Griffons championship game, against the Neopolis Avengers. The entire stadium was shaped into a dome. It could house the entire world. However...there was more to this game that lets on.
Vankov, the owner of the United Griffons Zone Ball team, looked among the masses from his overviewing office. He was greeted with the team's manager.
"Vankov, General Briggs has arrived. Should I let him in?" said the manager.
Vankov, who was sipping on his expensive booze, turned toward the man with a cigarelle lit. Before the interruption, Vankov and a few other businessmen were discussing the game. "Ofcourse let him, eh! What are ya? stupid! Fucked up, I hired freakin' retards, huh?" Everyone present within the room laughed at Vankov's comment.
General Briggs entered, walking directly toward Vankov without any emotion, his fists clenched. As they met face to face, Briggs delivered a hard punch, damn near breaking Vankov's nose. The rest of Vankov's partners dropped their drinks and pulled their firearms at the general. A couple of military soldiers, who entered behind their general, immediately shot down Vankov's businessmen, using silencers built onto their melee swords. Briggs would finish the men, using his silent magic. Vankov squirmed across the floor in panic, fearing for his life...
"What you think you're doing!?"
Briggs stomped on the down Vankov. Stomping on his chest area violently and rapidly.
"You failed to hand Francia your business. She had to come here multiple times, and attempt to buy this stadium and this team from you for years...but you just fail to comply. Well today, you will listen to reason." said Briggs.
"N-no!" -coughs- "Wait! Take it...if this what it means to own something that someone wants so badly...then take it! I'm already rich! Hah!" -coughs- "I have enough money to last me for the rest of my life! Hehehe!" -coughs- "You stupid son of a bitch!"
Briggs, who was just smiling at Vankov, pointed his left index finger at the man's forehead. "The rest of your life...ends now" he said, before delivering a small streak of electricity at the man's head. Vankov was dead. It was now clear who the general was working for...but why... Sadly...no one knows the truth.
The general turned to his men and jerked his head a bit, telling the men to clean up the area and make way for business.
The Armed Forces of Alsta 38:47, Fort Mandai Air field 1 hour before the meeting at Union
After getting equipped in their proper battle attires, Zack and Cyrus boarded the ship. Zack, who was wearing medium-weight mech armor, equipped with two double-edged swords, and two short daggers. Each sword was fixed with firearm capabilities, both assault and single fire. Cyrus, who was equipped with a black and white Inquisitors robe. Complete with a full length silver staff. At the top of the staff, was dark purple crystal, hooked to multiple cables that were attached to the base of the staff. Zack and Cyrus were forced to sit on opposite sides of one another. They both narrowed their eyes at each other. A good thing Icarus was there to break the awkward silence.
"Welcome aboard gentlemen! Icarus here. I would like to say that your father has done an excellent job with the city. I think it's bullshit that Dr. Francia wants to purchase his business. To me, she will just screw up the things he worked hard to eliminate!" said Icarus.
Icarus was forced to yell due to the noise coming from the ship's chopper and engines. The guys on the ground notified Icarus that it was safe to take off. After recieving the thumbs up, Icarus ascended slowly into the skies.
"Everything is a go to air base, I repeat, everything is solid." said Icarus.
The boys back at air base recieved Icarus's confirmation and responded, "Roger that, Crow #20, you are free to leave air space. Air base standing by." (If this was my movie, epic flight music will be playing by this time lol)
As the bird started toward the Union building, the ride there was quiet, but tense. Zack was angry to see his brother dressed in that robe. Cyrus was angry to see Zack staring at him in a ill-manner.
"Its crazy, huh? That we haven't seen father in over three years?" said Cyrus. "Yeah. If only mother was here to greet us as well." replied Zack.
Cyrus and Zack's mother died from cardiac arrest a little after the boys joined the military. Their father held a huge funeral, infront of Alsta United.
"It was your fault she died, you know!" said Zack. "My fault?!" replied Cyrus. "You broke the family tradition. Every soldier belonging to our family were always on the frontlines! Once she found out that you enlisted as a fucking mage you broke her heart...! Thats why she died!" Zack shouted.
Zack wanted to cry, but he forced himself not to. He was a soldier...yet he was arguing yet again with his brother. Sometimes, Zack wish that he was the only son.
Cyrus growled, and replied, "No! Mother died because she couldn't take it from you anymore! You know, your late night drug abuse! You didn't think she knew? I was there when she was crying. When dad was off at work, I was there making sure she didn't hurt herself because of you! Thats why she died! You might be a soldier, Zack, but you are a very dirty one!"
The boys had the nerve to have an all out brawl...luckily...Icarus notified them of their arrival. "Ummm, guys...e.t.a in 10 minutes." said Icarus. Instead of fighting, the boys turned away from each other, looking out of the side windows.
Sure enough...their father was standing near the landing zone, looking up at the descending crow.
The Union Building Underground Facility 1 hour before the meeting
Francia and a couple of her personal guard, stood infront of a tall nervous Remelare. His hands were shaking, his body was cold. Francia, who was twirling her cane, which could form into a staff, stepped face to face with the Remelare. The tip of her cane running down the man's cheek. He gulped at its freezing touch.
"Why so nervous?" Francia asked the man.
"I've never killed anyone before...especially someone as powerful as President Gangolier..." replied the Remelare.
Francia giggled. "It is only a mere assassination. You will be well accomodated." she whispered. She turned around and took a few steps forward before returning her gaze at the man. "The plan will ensue as follows. You will set up on the 78th floor at the financial building across the terminal from here. When this device turns green, you take aim and fire."
Francia handed the Remelare what it appears to be some sort of device.
"The bullet hole that will be in the window, will definately point the security in your direction. If you are arrested, we will make sure that no charges be held against you. Now, take this, and make way. The meeting is about to begin."
Francia handed the Remelare a briefcase with all the materials he will need to complete his assignment. The man gulped, before one of Francia's men led him toward a secret exit. Francia stood there with her cane on her shoulder, smirking at what is to come.
Crow #20 finally landed. Icarus manually opened the shutters. The boys descended from the ship and was met with their father. They both saluted him as soon as their feet touched the ground. They didn't know how to act. They haven't seen him in three years. He was more of a president to them, less of a father. Remy started to smile and approached his boys with open arms. In mid-salute, the boys was brought together under his father's arms. No words spoken. They both hugged him tightly. Finally, words was able to escape from Remy.
"My boys...Welcome home." said Remy.
"It's good to be back father..." replied Cyrus.
Zack on the other hand, was a bit disappointed in his father. He didn't reply. Instead, Zack remember why he disliked his father. He remembers his father always taking Cyrus's side. He didn't say anything, but a faint tear crawled out of his eye. His father pulled away slightly and looked at his boys. "Such handsome soldiers! Zack...look at you...you've grown a lot. Cyrus...your robes...fit for true mage." said Remy.
Zack cleared his throat and said..."So why did you really bring us out here?"
Silence brushed pass the trio. His father knew why he brought them out here... He didn't trust Francia. He knew if Francia was to take Alsta United, then she would own the military and he wouldn't dare see his boys perform such malevolent tasks.
"Come with me. The meeting will begin shortly. Before it does, I will speak to the both of you. Come." said Remy as he started to lead the boys into the building. Zack stayed behind a little while longer, watching his father and Cyrus walk together. He sighed and followed behind them.
The Union Building Briefing Room "3"0 minutes before the meeting
Remy and his sons wandered around the briefing room where the meeting will take place. There was an awkward silence before Remy started talking.
"Zack, you wanted to know why I released you two from your posts. The truth is...I couldn't allow my boys to take part in such tasks that Francia had in mind...I wanted you boys here...at home." said Remy.
Cyrus raised an eyebrow, unsure of what his father was talking about. "Is Francia really taking over the business?" asked Cyrus.
"During the meeting, I will reject. However, Francia cannot be trusted... There is a possibility that I will be killed." said Remy.
Both Zack and Cyrus gasped at what they just heard. Would Francia really attempt to kill their father?
"No!" shouted Cyrus, "I won't let that happen! We should take her under arrest!"
Remy slammed his fists on the briefing table.
"Under what charges?!" shouted Remy. "As of now, Francia has never been caught with anything. She keeps a low profile. Listen to me, both of you, whether you like it or not...I will be killed. Once you have dabbled into the type of information and business as I have...many has their crosshairs on you."
Remy paused for a moment then continued..."But she will not be expecting my sons present. When it happens, I want you two to leave this city. Tell Icarus to take you to Welstarm. I don't want you two to participate in Francia's war."
Zack stepped forward and replied, "Welstarm? That floating city in the sky? What awaits us there?"
Cyrus turned to Zack..."Welstarm is the home of the Neopolis government. They have been at war with Sentry for years." Cyrus replied.
Remy nodded his head. "Cyrus is right. When Francia establishes herself, Sentry will become nothing more but a criminal state. She will release the mages who were convicted of criminal activity, and establish gangs. In short...she is attempting to continue the Magus's plan that was set in motion 300 years ago." said Remy.
"The Magus?" asked Zack..."In the archives, the Magus was a secret society of mages built on starting a universal war with surrounding planets...but they failed during the war and disappeared, correct?"
Remy nodded his head again. "Thats right. Go to Welstarm, convince the Neopolis government to go to war with Sentry. If Sentry is taken down...then peace will be preserved. I have done all I could for this city, but the people demands that new leadership be approved...I have nothing left to do for this world."
Suddenly, Wesly opened the door and peaked in. "Sir, the meeting is about to commence."
Remy stood up straight and fixed his tie. He cleared his throat, and watched as Francia and her men entered the room. "Alright, let us begin shall we?" said Remy.
Francia smiled as she shook the hands of Remy's business partners who all entered with briefcases, finding their seat at the large table. Once Francia caught the eyes of Zack and Cyrus, she gasped. She never seen such handsome soldiers. Already, she knew her plans had failed...Remy was clever. She pretended to put on a smile and motioned toward the two boys, stretching out her hand.
"Oh my, it is a pleasure to finally meet you two. Your father talks alot about you." said Francia.
Zack and Cyrus just squenched their eyes at the woman. Now...they knew.
"Well...let's begin." said Francia as she turned her gaze away from the brothers.
Page 10 (End Chapter 1)
The entire briefing room was silent. Everyone was waiting for Francia to give her speech. After taking a sheet of paper from her briefcase, Francia looked onto the members present in the room and began.
"As we have already concluded, I'am here to request presidency of this company, and the ownership of all its businesses and miltary forces." said Francia. "Remy Gangolier, your election has caused many to suffer and many to prevail. However, there is more suffering than there is life here in this city."
Francia handed the sheet of paper toward one of her businessmen, who then passed it on down the table. Remy recieved it. He scanned the information on the paper. It talked about Francia's well prepared laws and leadership capabilities. Cyrus and Zack stood there with their weapons drawn. Their eyes scanned every individual within the room. They were unsure of what was to happen. Remy cleared his throat and tossed the paper on the table. Francia watched carefully.
"Francia...with all do respect, I do admire your will to preserve the rights for the people of Sentry, but all present here should know your work with prisoners." replied Remy.
"My work with the prisoners were legal and lawful. These men have been charged with ridiculous accusations and I urge to rid them of these unlawful judgements. If the people of Sentry will ever continue to prosper, then the need of civil obediance will need to be in place." said Francia.
"I will have to agree" stated one of Remy's partners, "Francia holds a very valid point. Over the years, the crime rate has skyrocketed at alarming rates. Something must be done."
Remy looked at his partner. He knew things were already turning in Francia's favor.
"The Montrosity Act, has undoubtly imprisoned many who were indeed convicted of such allegations. Those who were wrongly judged, will find justice in our system." replied Remy.
"At what cost?" said Francia, "The lives of many? People are tired of being accused of crimes that they didn't commit. Over the past years, these very people sought revolution, but found no positive end. I will reverse the Montrosity Act, so those who were righty arrested be imprisoned, not the innocents of Sentry."
"President" said one of Remy's men, "Once again, she has a valid point. However, it is up to you to decide. However, the majority seems to think that new leadership may be a good way to go."
Cyrus, who was looking on at his father's failure to convince the people in the briefing room, encountered something uneasy. He closed his eyes, and began chanting the words... "Agu ce novolta"
Suddenly, a strong aura darted through his brain. Once he opened his eyes, he noticed something far into the distance...an assassin! Cyrus turned to Zack, brushed him out of the way, and eased his way out of the room. Zack widened his eyes at Cyrus.
Where is Cyrus going?! Zack thought.
Francia sensed the aura. Her eyes turned to Cyrus in time to see him exit the room. He growled under her breath.
Remy stood up from his chair and risen his hand slightly. "I, Remy Gangolier, hereby reject Francia's request for presidency, and instead continue with my current leadership of Alsta United, and the Armed Forces of Alsta. This meeting has come to an end."
Everyone looked at each other patiently, shook their heads, and started to gather their papers. Francia rolled her eyes at Remy.
Reaching down into her pocket, she pressed the button belonging to the assassin's device. The Remelare, who was posted within the building across the street from the Union, caught the signal, aimed, and took fire. Within moments, a bullet grazed the top of the window, connecting to the back of Remy's head. He fell forward, into the arms of his son. Zack had to drop his sword in order to catch him. Everyone in the room started to panic. The ones who were trying to escape the area, knocked over chairs and papers. Francia, who was behind the entire assassination plot, ran out of the room and into a secret door located near the lobby to escape. Sentry drones and bots immediately started filling the skies of the city. Spotlights roamed through the windows of several buildings. Sirens, erupting in the background. The citizens down below couldn't tell what was going on...until someone screamed... "THE PRESIDENT HAS BEEN SHOT!" a female voice shouted. Chaos ensued. The people who were against Remy's leadership, saw this as an opportunity to strike back. Homes and shops were broken into, and full scale riots could be seen happening all around the city. By now, everyone has fled the briefing room. Zack was there, narrowing his eyes at the bullet hole in his father's head. He wanted to cry...and he did... He lifted himself up, carrying his father in his arms. As he left the room, Sentry's Security was already there aiming their weapons at Zack. One of Francia's men, who was still in the lobby at the time, pointed his finger at Zack and shouted, "Thats him! The assassino! Get him!" Zack's eyes grew wide...was they calling him the murderer of his own father? His father was right... Francia planned for this all along!
"Sir! drop president, and hand over your weapons!" shouted the security.
Where the hell is Cyrus?! Zack thought.
Cyrus was already in route hunting down the real assassin. His magic was able to find the Remelare, hiding behind a vending machine in the cafei area of the financial building. Cyrus pointed his staff toward the machine. He screamed at the man..."Show yourself or I will be force to apprehend you!" The Remelare who was shaking so hard he could've had the seizures...
"P-Please...don't...s-shoot...! It was Francia's idea...! Please!" pleaded the Remelare.
Cyrus then knew, that his father was really telling the truth. Suddenly, Sentry Security, along with dozens of drones aimed their weapons at Cyrus. "Put your weapon down accomplice!" shouted the security. Cyrus, turned to face the entire squad of security. In a few short moments, he closed his eyes and began chanting. Within moments, Cyrus performed a magic ability that hasn't been seen in over 300 years...teleportation. The security scanned the building, searching...but Cyrus was long gone. He was able to reappear behind his brother, who was also being held up by security. He grabbed his brother by the waist, and teleported once again. The president's body...was left behind.
Moments later, they appeared infront of Icarus and his ship. Cyrus, who's aura wasn't powerful enough to handle such a strong spell, fell to his knees and started spitting out blood. Zack bent down to help his brother.
"Icarus! start the engines! Hurry!" shouted Zack.
Icarus, who wasn't aware of their arrival gasped and started the engines as quick as he could... "Uhh...roger that!" Icarus replied.
Helping his brother into the ship, Icarus took off. Francia, who was standing on the rooftop of the union building, watched as the ship escaped. She smiled as she twirled her cane in circles.
Spiders, spiders everywhere! on my chair! In my hair!
Group: +Gold Member
RM Skill: Beginner
Not bad, but it really does need some details, like the swords that double as a firearm. You've left it pretty open, and I have my own ideas for what it could look like, but it would be good to know what you want it too look like.
I like the theme song, its pretty calm and then slowly gets a bit heavier and relaxes again. Pretty cool!
I guess I sorta picture the swords/firearms like Squalls but a lot more fancy. Thanks for reading man. Hopefully everyone else will give it a shot. I updated with the next five pages, which ends chapter 1.
If there is anyone with story ideas I will be glad to hear them.