Fantasy Ending Of The Humans

[Kiyoko Tomoe]

"I don't take prisoners, you know... You'll end up giving me a bad reputation like this... Oh well, like it matters... My life's already hell..." He continues to head towards the Stire base deep in the forest. He sees a few Stire scouting the area, killing them quickly and quietly. "Let's see here... Them scouting this area means I'm getting close to their base... Time to see if their information's true, or they're just a bunch of lying idiots..."

 

[Teddy Bear]

Sina left Blake alone, knowing that he need it, and knowing tha he can protect himself. Sina went back to the base and waited for her leader to get back. "Hopefully he doesn't do something stupid," she said to herself as she entered Her room, "or else I'll have to drag him back here and clean all the mess."

 

[Wolfette157]

Nichole catches up with Blake. She finds him near the Stire base. He had just finished killing off someone one when she reached him. She was dieing to ask him questions, but they were on enemy land. If she spoke one word at the right volume, they would both be dead. She knew. She was a scout and had undergone the training and knew that you had to have well trained eyes and ears to even consider being a scout. She had heard Blake and the lady he was with at the Namid base, or atleast part of what they were saying. All that she heard was take the girl captive. She knew that Blake was lieing to her. She wanted this information that he held though. She was a Namid and any information that she didn't know and that she wanted to know, she found out, whether it was the easy way or the hard way.


She follows his lead quickly and silently, watching for fallen leaves and twigs that might give away their position. She knew where they were headed. She had studied the enemies bases from book for years and knew where each base was and what side of the forest it was on. She may never use this knowledge, but what is unknown must be known.

 

[Kiyoko Tomoe]

Blake swings his scythe through a tree. As it falls, a Stire scout behind it falls down, beheaded. He hadn't made even one move to give off his location, yet Blake knew where he was. "Damn scouts... They really can't keep themselves hidden..." He splits his scythe into two again. He shoots both kunai off to the sides, them returning, dragging two Stire from twenty feet away each. When they reach his scythes, he uses the left scythe to kill the Stire on the right, and the right scythe to kill the Stire on the left. He tosses them both into trees, returning his scythe to one form.


"You know, they're not the best scouts... Now then, I'm going to take care of these Stire once and for all... I don't want you to be too close when it happens..."


Four Stire jump silently from the trees behind both of them. They each throw three to four knives, Blake flipping behind Nichole, blocking all of the knives by spinning his scythe. The Stire start to run. He launches himself in front of them using his mechanism, them falling on to the ground from how fast he moved.


"You wanna be killed, or are you going to kill yourselves...? I can guarantee that my way's a hell of a lot more painful." Two of them take out swords, attacking him, while the other two try and trip him by sliding at him. He flips forward over the two, slicing his scythes, which are now split again, through their head. The other two slash at him, him using the motion of the swords to launch himself in the air. He throws his scythes, the kunai on wires in his hands to let him swing the scythes. He hooks them both through the back, flipping forwards to spin them in a full circle, slamming them into a tree.


He lands on the ground, pulling the dead bodies in along with the scythes. "This'll be a fun little trip..." he takes hold of the handles, throwing the dead bodies off into some nearby trees. He puts the scythes both on his back, rather than putting them together, using the kunai mechanisms as straps to hold the scythes on. "There shouldn't be any more around now.." He keeps walking towards the Stire base, not a drop of sweat nor a scratch on him after all of that.

 

[Wolfette157]

Nichole was about to alert Blake of someone's presence in a nearby tree when the tree just suddenly fell. She looks back to Blake who had a smirk and his face as e said something to her. She couldn't quite make it out and didn't understand until he killed a few Stire. Soon about four more fell from nowhere and he quickly and gruesomely took care of them too. She had stood still and rigid the whole time, eyes wide. She blinked a couple of times and found that Blake was infront of her, headed towards the base. He didn't even even seem to be breathing hard. He appeared to have no scratches and how he had done all that bewildered her. She catches up to him with a quick speed.


"How'd you do that?!" She whispers as she leans into his ear.

 

[Kiyoko Tomoe]

He stops to turn and look at her. "When you've lost something important, you learn to protect and take back everything else. In fact, if it weren't for that damn fire that took my brother from me, I'd probably be dead right now... Funny, how something that takes away from you, actually gives you something."


He backflips onto a tree, using his scythe to cut down a branch. He spins it under his foot on the ground, using both parts of his scythe to turn it into a pole with a sharp point on one side. He sticks it into the ground, making sure it's firmly there. He jumps behind Nichole, using rope to try and tie her hands together. "If you're my prisoner, you'll be treated like one. You'll be sleeping tied to a pole tonight."

 

[Wolfette157]

She walks alongside him until he stops and turns to look at her. He answers quietly and quickly and then flips onto a tree and cuts down a branch. He sharpens the end of it and sticks it firmly into the ground. He acquires a rope and ties it to the pole and then ties it to her hands behind her back. She stands still as he tied the rope around her wrists and ten he turn to her And states that if she is his prisoner, than she would be treated like one. Nichole was expecting this eventually. She knew what she was getting herself into when she subjected to him. She was his prisoner and for once, she seemed okay with it.