He was escorted to the court and found the elders, grinning from ear to ear. His sullen gaze at them made them refrain from their act. His appearance made them bow as an accordance of respect.
His sadden heart made him speechless as he listens to whatever they've got to say. They took their executive seat, each contemplating on who to air the opinion they have brought. "Your majesty you're not getting any younger" the first began and he adjusted himself. "Get straight to the point" he snarls with a stern look at them. The first gulps hard as the second took over from the conversation. It seems they were prepared for him. After all, their much deliberation made them arrive at this conclusion. "You'd need someone to be here after you. Your son precisely. Besides, people might begin to think you're a weakling, impotent!" Arakan drew his head closer as he irks an eyebrow at the old alien. He wishes to find the maThese lords were igniting the wrath in him as he wasn't done with the temper he developed earlier when the woman he seeks to be with refutes him. He desires to wrap up the meeting that doesn't interest him. "I am the king and my decision is final..." He pauses and shifted his gaze to the young lady who suddenly walked into the hallway. She stepped into the room, and all eyes turned toward her. The evening dress she wore flowed like liquid midnight, a cascade of deep indigo silk that shimmered softly with every movement. Its off-the-shoulder neckline framed her collarbones, accentuating the delicate curve of her neck, while a whisper of lace trailed down the bodice, a subtle nod to vintage elegance. The dress hugged her waist before flaring out, creating a silhouette reminiscent of a blooming flower, petals unfurling in the soft candlelight. As she glided across the polished floor, the fabric swirled around h
"Cascara?" He mutters as his vein tightens. He was glaring at this soldier who paces to and fro to gather the destroyed mechanics and finds for any survival. "You know this soldier?" Nick questions and his voice was loud in arakan's head. Possibly because he was inside him. "A rebellion" arakan muses as he didn't want to go deep into history. He was only there to find her and he wouldn't leave without her. "Your logic is sound, my sensors pick up six signatures(soldiers)" Nick asserts showing the image to the perturbed arakan who kept typing on a pager. "Ara there's no escape route, you must prepare for combat" the robot press on and arakan beckons on him to keep mum while he handles thr rest. Quickly, arakan pressed the shoulder cannons which swivel and mick fires drawing the attention of the AI bots and soldiers as they quickly rushed at them, firing their ammunitions "Shit! Nick get me up!"
His heart beat raced actively while he shivered in fear. Looking at his palms he wallowed in distress. Uncontrollable tears found it's way to roll down his cheeks. His hands supported his mouth to avoid sounds. His probing eyes kept looking for signs of incoming approach. He was all alone in the venue, but was expecting intruders as it wasn't a safe location. He brought out a blade from his pocket and held it firmly. Being covered in sweats and blood, his body was pretty drenched. His heavy breath suddenly turned into a loud pant as though gasping for air. He was seated but restless. What would be his fate at the moment? The striking thought was all over. It was as though he battled with his numerous thoughts that grew his fear. There were splashes of red stain on his white t-shirt. He was totally covered in it. He repeatedly wiped his tears and nodded sideways to shove his ravaging thoughts
The fighters dragged him into their gates while he continued yelling for them to leave him. They held him still, before a door and made a knock on the door. He shudders as his ears detected a bizzare crash coming from inside. If it were his wish, he would have broke out from their grip. "Come in!" a thunderous voice called from inside and they walked in. He felt lifeless in their grip, wondering what would become of him. Piccolo was seated on a coach before the fire place which obviously has no fire igniting from it except a cozy smoke. He has a rigid face, that could melt anyone's skin at the sight of him. Ravyen ducks his head as he watches how these hunters addresses him. "Sir. we caught this human trespassing our boaders" the first alien reported. " It's not what you think, I only lost my way" Raven confessed. "I see!" Piccolo said with cold voice and stood up from the fire place. <
Evander and his crew battled against that of Piccolo's.He didn't know it was Piccolo who had lauched an attack on him just yet.His rivals were numerous, although Evander's warriors were skilled enough to defend their territory.Evander was more concerned about protecting Lucia than himself or the ship.He had his eyes monitoring her every single time.She was also skilled unlike he expected. She seem to be fighting naturally. He almost got stabbed as his attention was focused on her.Daphne was just on time to save him."Daphne what are you doing here? You should be hiding" he reminded."So you expect me to let you stay safe when you aren't?" she sways her sword and makes a flip with it."I'll fight by your side" she stated and faced her front to war against her enemy.Evander knew he couldn't stop her, so he only advise her to be careful not to get hurt.Daphne runs off to another location to fight.As her sword blazes upon another, her eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of Piccolo co
The scientist gulps hard as his hands trembles, he just has to go through series of trials just on this lifeless human whom he thought has no chance of living again.His trembling hands took some equipments which he'd use on her. He had his doubts if he'd be able to revive her. Soon, Casca would be on his way, the rebel of course. An AI humanoid which was created arakan but ended up outsmarting him to form a colony.Fortunately, he was able to revive her and disconnected every tubes stucked on her. The heart rate machine had returned back to normal and she seems free from danger.While he checks her pulse, an eye was on arakan who beckons on him to explain her current state of health.He had never seen a man who they speak vile of so worked up.If he wasn't mistaken, he finds this a feeling for this human girl who seems to be subconscious.Arakan heaves a sigh as the scientist tells him she was currently out of danger.Nick confirms it too and arakan quickly shoved his raffle aside
"That's what it looks like, our first date, he keeps looking at her"Her father eyed her. Date? Did she call that a date or an accidental meeting. From the incident she told him about, he was in his garden and during her tour around the palace, she stumbled on him.She craved his indulgence but then she wasn't allowed to draw closer to him because his fellow kind has no right to meet him privately.He was seen as a god and their messages were convey by any of his soldiers.However, she lied to be a writing and was running a biography on him, something to leave behind for generations to read.Although, his soldiers didn't let her but he seems impressed by that and offered a chance to come closer to him.How she felt her wish had been granted to finally be this close to him.She witness his smile for the first time but not for her but the maid who was opposite them, taking out some flowers clumsy.Teressa noticed that this maid didn't even look at them but he was lost in her.Then it tu
The evening dust laid on his nose, he sneezed.To no man does the earth mean so much to as soldiers. When he pressed down himself in her long and powerful. When he bruised his face and limbs deep in her for the fear of shell-fire, then she was his mother, friend, lover, siblings and home.Covered in mud and dirt, he could hardly be recognized. All his ears heard was the loud order from the commanders and general on fields.He couldn’t see anything. It was rubble and dusty, lying on the cold hard dirt. Cuts and bruises all over his body, and all he was thinking was if he was going to die. Earlier that day, he had killed one of the main leaders of the enemy, and had been promoted to colonel. And now, he was lying on the battlefield, cold and lifeless. He underwent harsh training which had taken a toll on his body. He crawled through dirt, mud, and sand. He had bruises from where the general had hit him in combat training, in all, this would be his last.All his ears detected were foots