War Act I: Factory of Heroes

"Seven hundred years ago man never stood a chance. All they can do is sacrificed what little is left for the rest to survive. For the good of the whole galaxy, the human race must perish and so them bastards say.

Just because of some prophecy, they justify killing our women and children, running us out of our homes, hunting us down like... animals!

But we are not...animals

We are supposed to be the Demons that will bring about this Dark Age!

So, I say let us fulfill this goddamn prophecy and bring forth this Dark Age they so much fear.

Because I am sick and tired of running, hiding, and praying to the gods to change their minds.

Hah... ha ha ha...

So how about it!?

WE DIE KNEELING OR THEY DIE SCREAMING!?"

ReVenaant, Second King

Call to Arms, 0778AE 11M04D

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Proving Grounds: Forgotten City, Underground Lab

1821Y 03M30D 0800H

"We will need to get back to town to resupply, fill the wagon with valuables." Baby, ordering the boys around. "We will need to prepare for whatever is on the other side of the Black Gate"

"How are we getting out of this place?" Menan asking Baby, knowing she doesn't know. "Azaleah will operate the main lift in the center. Make sure nothing and no one gets left behind." Mat answers as he passes by, foiling Menan's scheme

Luci grabs Smirf's arm. "Captain's orders." Then gave her a wink. A puff of steam rose up.

The wagon was pack inside out. Gathered everything on the lift then mustered. Azaleah started the lift, the top cover opened as they went up. After a month they finally saw sunlight again. They came out of the industrial complex' airfield. Vast ruins of the district encircle them, for some reason it was getting dark.

"This is as far it goes, gears are worn out down below and won't budg...e," Azaleah gaped at the sky. The moon was slowly covering the sun. "Mah Lord," an awestruck Smirf fixated at it.

"A solar eclipse, at a time like this!?" Luci aggravated at the arising situation?

"Weapons out," Mat gave an order. System...

"First day after a long vacation... Whew," Menan drawing out his sword.

"Nar'vash, let's go," Luci called, the black sphere dislodge itself from the wagon opened its eyes; floated beside her. Everyone else took out their weapon, Baby had a new whip and iron claw at her left arm. Shiro had a new mask and two new katanas. Acki remade his armor into a full plate one and his ultra great sword. Menan reworks his chainmail. Mat had redesigned his hammer, looks more like a huge mace now, surrounded by ax blades.

"Were in the airfield, this is a very dangerous place to be in right now." Baby remembering the group they save. "As rumors say, there's a large pride here, dominated by a very strong mutant."

"Mat, multiple hostiles, were surrounded," Azaleah warned.

"Well, well, I have been wanting to test this out." Acki swinging his sword

"Formations..." Everyone move without delay. Hmm... Huntresses. Mat signaled Smirf to prepare for first aid. "Azaleah" Hearing him she immediately answered "There's an open path big enough on the south but its the long way." Opening a window on their HUDs showing the path.

"Open the wagons lights, we're going through." Mat leading the group. Azaleah sat on his shoulder and brief them of the current scan of the area. "Aside from our usual mutants. The den consists of an approximate coalition of 4 to 6 Unique mutant males and one king. 20 to 40 huntresses, a queen, and several possible young ones."

"I'll take the king, you guys can handle the rest, right!? Acki showing off his armaments. "The king is probably only half as strong as the Warbeast, but in this situation, we're the ones outnumbered, and they got home-court advantage." Baby brushing off his confidence.

"Why aren't they attacking yet?" Menan asking. "Well, idiot... They are probably building up their numbers to a hundred." Azaleah answering him.

"Are we going to die?" Menan with his usual questions "No one is allowed to die." Mat shouted at the group.

"There is a group of mutants nearby." Azaleah opened up another window. "Thanks, Azi," mused Luci making Azaleah mad, she started laughing evilly. "Sage Art... Ballista." Nar'vash fired a thick pink laser from its eye. The beam punches through the ruins making the other side visible. Smirf was all sparkly at Luci's presentation of her power, when suddenly Nar'vash close it's eye and fell back to the wagon. Luci continued laughing while trying to avoid their looks.

"Nice shot witch, manage to disintegrate one male and four others, a total of five. Only fifty more left." Azaleah using her sarcastic voice. "Luci, you wast... What!? Fifty!?" Menan looks around him in panic.

"Keep moving, that will buy us some time before they attack." Mat took Smirf's hood and secured it on her head. So, what are they up to...

Do you think they know? Azaleah sitting on his shoulder sending him a message.

"Does not matter,"

Smirf looks at him from behind held tightly the leash as they trudge forward.