The fallen soldier

Chapter ???

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Frankly, if I could rewind everything and just refuse the mission that brought me here, I'd probably do it. Maybe it's just the back pain speaking, but I dunno, I'm feeling pretty salty about all this.

I flipped over and pushed myself back up onto one knee, a few moments later and I was back on my two feet. Everything hurt, and the pain didn't seem to be going anywhere anytime soon. So I limped back to my lonely rifle and knelt to pick it up.

Standing back up hurt, but having the weapon back in my arms made it all feel a little better. I turned and started limping down the hallway again. Ignoring most of the doors, I set sights on two doors.

The pain got worse with each step, but above all else, it at least reminded me of the fact that I was still Human. I probably broke something... Fuck, it hurts. Now I'm really wishing I wore the Amahs suit. Walking was getting difficult, pain is starting to appear down my lower body. I rested on the wall, using it to help inch towards the double doors.

I slung my rifle over my shoulder, reached into the innards of my coat and pulled a little syringe out. I raised my shirt and pressed it into a certain part on my stomach. Injecting the fluids, I tossed the syringe once finished.

My personal HUD turned on, a bubble of text appeared in the top-left of my vision. Morphine accepted, administering.

Everything suddenly felt better, so better in fact, I was able to walk okay-ishly enough to reach the double doors. I opened one of the doors and stepped into a large room with its own small library.

A lone Griffin sat at a desk facing the shelves of books. This was probably his study. I silently closed the door behind me, turned and started inching towards the unaware bird. I'll just slice his throat and end this.

The sword won't see use, but I think it can wait.

But the second I stepped within 10ft of Cyprian. He spoke.

"I've been waiting assassin." Cyprian turned in his chair and stood. "I was aware of your presence the second you landed on the roof."

I didn't know what to say.

"Nothing? Well, I must say, I expected something more than a Human." Cyprian grabbed a rolled piece of paper from behind him. "The winds whispered to me, you see, they told me of a strange being coming for my life."

Cyprian unrolled the paper and glanced over it.

"I see." He mumbled.

I stood up and pulled my rifle from my back, I aimed for his head and pulled the trigger. The gun discharged and a casing hit the floor, but the bullet never hit its target. A strange bubble appeared around the bird, the spot where my shot hit echoed circles across the bubble shield.

At this point, I felt as if this potential fight might be one of the most difficult I've ever fought.

Cyprian looked up from the paper, he laughed, "Glad to see it wasn't wrong." Before glancing back down.

I wasn't sure on how to proceed, I didn't plan on fighting a Mage who knows how to use combat magic. I raised my rifle and switched to burst fire. I pulled the trigger two times, each time met with the same result. His bullshit magic shield stopped the bullets.

Cyprian glanced back up, he rolled the paper again and placed it behind him. He cracked his knuckles and announced, "I've seen enough."

Confused, I was surprised by a sudden ball of fire flying from his talons and at me. It missed, but he kept repeating the same attack, moving his arms like pistons, repeatedly spitting fireballs.

His aim was shit, but the fact that fire was involved changed everything. I ran and leapt over a table, roughly landing on my side, I kicked the table over creating cover for myself. I composed myself and readied for retaliation.

"We aren't so different you know!" Cyprian shouted over the sounds of fireballs smashing against the walls.

I rose and fired my rifle a couple times, his bullshit shield blocked the bullets. The rifle clicked empty, forcing me to crouch and reload.

"I wish we could've talked this out!" The bird cackled.

Inserting a fresh mag, I shouted back, "At least I tried to make it painless you crazy motherfucker! You're trying to burn me alive!"

"You're right! Terribly sorry!" He laughed again.

A yellow spike suddenly shot through the table. I panicked and rolled to the side, narrowly avoiding a shower of spikes that completely obliterated the table.

"HOLY FUCKIN SHIT." I shouted.

Cyprian complained, "Please don't move."

I switched to full-auto, and completely unloaded onto the guy. His shield blocked it none to my surprise, but I hoped I could overwhelm the shield. I dropped the rifle, knowing it was useless and only weighed me down. And I needed every ounce of speed I could get.

Cyprians talons started glowing yellow, so I made a call and sidestepped another flurry of spikes. The adrenaline running through my veins was so potent I felt sick to my stomach. Or maybe it was something else. I couldn't tell anything apart due to all the newfound energy.

I reached for my most deadly ranged weapon, the plasma pistol.

Cyprian stopped his attack to ask a question. "How much do you know about her? She warned me you'd be coming, and now you're here, she really doesn't like you, says you're nothing but death and misery."

I primed the pistol and aimed, pulling the trigger, time seemed to slow as it vibrated gently before shooting a bright green ball of plasma. The plasma ball hit his shield, and blew a hole right in it.

Frankly it surprised the both of us, maybe me more than him, but it didn't matter. Cyprian raised his left hand and the hole repaired itself. But it made me feel a little better, knowing I could at least puncture his shield.

"Your pathetic weapons can accomplish nothing! It'd be easier of you accepted death!" Shouted the deranged bird.

I fired another plasma ball in retort, then another. But it was all still pointless, he repaired the bubble faster than the gun could shoot. But it kept him from attacking, it's like he can only do two things at once.

Then I noticed the gauntlets on his arms. And everything made a little more sense.

Once the plasma pistol clicked empty, I had to dodge his attacks. Sidestep a flurry of magic spikes, and dodge the fireballs. Repeat until I could reload the plasma pistol, I started firing to buy myself some thinking time.

If I can close the gap and not get torn to shreds, I can probably slice through his shield with my plasma sword. The idea seemed solid, minus the risks, it just might work. But my other theory was that his shield just might be made to block solids and not other magic attacks.

I pulled my sword from its sheath and racked my brain for the swords codes for magic. I ducked a fireball and yelled, "Phase 3 Force!" I quickly slashed at the air, sending a magical shockwave that went right through his shield. It hit Cyprian and sent him stumbling back.

That actually surprised him.

"You can use magic too? She never mentioned that!" His features contorted into seething anger. He crossed his arms and his gauntlets flashed a rainbow of colors. His arms extended and powerful gust of wind flew across the room, connecting with my person and sending me flying backwards.

Landing on my back for the millionth time, I couldn't even feel anything. Instead, I hopped back onto my feet and raised my sword while shouting, "Phase 3 Force!" While I charged the attack, I brought my plasma pistol up. Firing a couple shots, he in turn blocked and then repaired his shield. Following with another attack, I swung my sword.

Cyprian had to dodge the blue arc, and while he was preoccupied with that. I sheathed my sword and summoned my plasma blade, gathering the strength within me, I sprinted towards Cyprian. Activating my coats armor while firing the plasma pistol to provide temporary cover.

Cyprian panicked and launched another dozen fireballs, I tried to weave through most of them, but one nailed me square in the chest. I slowed, my tempo ruined by the damage inflicted, but I picked it back up.

Once within range, I brought my left arm up and sliced through his shield with my plasma sword. The countless holes from my plasma pistol help exponentially. I shot Cyprian through the hole, before slicing through it again, and again, and again, and again, until I had a hole l could fit through.

"You think this will stop her?" He asked through rapid breaths. "I'm just a pawn."

I dissipated my energy sword and brought my plasma gun up.

"She won't rest until you're dead, it's what she was made for!" He coughed blood.

I ejected the dead battery and pulled another one from my battery clip.

"She's building a army just for you." His voice lowered.

I inserted the battery and primed the gun.

"You... You.. Should.."

I aimed and pulled the trigger. The plasma ball connected with his face and melted damn near half of it. And then it was over. Finally.

Holstering my gun, I knelt down near his corpse and pulled a gauntlet off his right talon. I brought it up and looked over its design. Very thin in design, most of the bulkiness came from the encased Chrystal.

I couldn't use the gauntlet, so I pulled the Chrystal out and shoved it in my pocket. I did the same for the other gauntlet. The two Chrystal's shimmered in pure energy, I'll try and get some glass cases for the two Chrystal's. They'd make great Trophies.

But I'm thinking too far ahead, I've still got to get out while I'm high on adrenaline. I can't afford to hang around. Not only that, but the mansion is kind of on fire right now. The fire should destroy whatever I don't grab. I suddenly thought of the crown, so I quickly snatched it off his melted face.

I stood up and jogged to retrieve my rifle. And on my way out, I stopped just for the sake of my own curiosity, I grabbed the rolled-up piece of paper from his desk and opened it.

It was blank.

Hours after the mansion burnt down, not much could be recovered. The death of this bird has brought these consequences to the people of Griffonia.

-Death of Cyprian raised suspicion amongst leading officials. Some are now paranoid.

-The civilians themselves are not particularly affected.

Author's Notes:

Hey there!

I swear, I post a chapter and suddenly it's been a month.

Anyway, sorry about the ending, I forced through it so I could publish it today. I feel bad about taking so long to update.

Ps.
Screw you too Dieselpunk Trixie, I see where you put my story.

PSS. NEVERMIND, it was apparently removed.

And guys, I'm fine if you don't like my story. Everyone is entitled to their own opinion, but I really don't like it when you put my story in folders named "Second Person Garbage." Why not, "Stories I didn't like?"

Why's it gotta be garbage?

PSSS.
Never mind actually. Everyone's got their opinion I guess.