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The Last Warrior: Genesis
On dying earth, when all hope is gone, a hero rises from the ashes to save the world. |
| The year is 2079, the city was about to celebrate another successful year of advancement and prosperity. It was New Year’s Eve and every bar, club, workplace, and even the penitentiaries were closed. Everyone was gathered around a huge clock that had a resemblance to Big Ben in the UK. The whole city was here for the big reveal of a new era and something else that made the New Year special . Every New Year, this city had a fireworks display right on top of the giant grandfather clock that would make the most detailed of explosions. The people were riled up and excited about the display more than the recent year in which they have accomplished many great things like the invention of robot servants, flying cars/vehicles, and curing 99.9 percent of the world’s diseases. With great pride, a rather chubby man walked on top of a podium, placed under the towering grandfather clock. He put up a hand which meant for everyone to be silent and it became as silent as a quail. He then spoke in a loud, strong voice into the microphone: “Welcome, citizens of Neo City, to another New Year, a new decade for all!” Everyone cheered at the top of their lungs. The chubby man put up his hand once again to speak. “I, the mayor of Neo City, thank all of you for your support for our advancements in technology and health. Thanks to you, the world is now a safer place.” The mayor stopped to take a breath, “Now, in this new year, let us continue to advance further and become greater than we were this year. Now with out further delay, let the fireworks begin! " The whole city cheered at their loudest , waving banners and throwing streamers into the air. “Start the countdown!” Then, the grandfather clocks image of an old fashioned clock changed to a timer with ten seconds on it. It then counted down from ten and everyone else followed in suite with the timer. “10…9…8…7…6…5…4…3…2…1… Happy New…” The crowd could not finish before an explosion hit the giant grandfather clock, shaking everyone to their cores. The grandfather clock then started to crumble and everyone was trying to get away from it before it fell on them, even the mayor. Everyone started to scream loudly as they were running away from whatever destroyed the grandfather clock. Soon after, there were more explosions on a few other major buildings and people who were unlucky enough to be under them were crushed. Not only that, but the explosions came upon the streets as well, hundreds of thousands died and the death toll was rising . The explosions were caused by gigantic ships of massive proportions, not even the city’s military could destroy such , monstrous ships. On top of a hill far from the city, an aged man looked up in the sky, giant alien ships were there, thousands, maybe more. He looked forward to the city, which was now becoming ruins before his very eyes. “It has begun” . . . In the ruined distance, a lone figure appears walking a barren, decimated street through the rubble and dust of a long forgotten city. The world around him looked like a scene from a mild mannered version of hell, buildings scattered everywhere and in some places the earth stood misplaced and broken. The unknown figure was a well built Native American looking, young man that carried a light amount of gear and had a fire in his sapphire blue eyes. He had tan skin and short black hair, as well he wore long baggy pants, a long black coat with red and orange flame designs that reached his ankles, clearly dirty boots-probably by the sand and dust- that had a faint color of black and red, and a necklace with what appeared to be a detailed phoenix. Also, he carried a large sword on his back that had spiked edges on one side and was smooth on the other, along with his laser shotgun and concealed assault rifle. He silently proceeded, but then stopped as he heard a sudden but quick sound in the distance. Patiently, he stood there-as if he were a statue-for a few quick moments while the wind whistled. Then something appeared from behind and just as quickly, the warrior pulled his sword to defend himself. In full view, the thing that tried to attack him was a mutant lizard, with amazingly sharp claws and foaming at the mouth. It roared loudly at him and backed away to attack again, but before he did the warrior attacked and defeated the much slower reptilian killer. The foreigner quickly retracted his sword and slowly walked over to the downed lizard to check its pulse. Before he did, more lizards started to appear-more ferocious than their fallen comrade-slowly surrounding him. The foreigner prepared himself-arming both his assault rifle and laser shotgun-to fight these monsters. Suddenly two of the lizards lunged quickly at him, ready to attack. With amazing agility, he jumped into the air and dived while aiming his two guns at the two mutations below. He fired the assault rifle at the first one, releasing a hail of bullets and then fired at the second one with his laser shotgun, putting a gaping hole in its chest. As he gracefully landed, another mutant lizard appeared from behind and grabbed him in a tight bear hug, squeezing the life out of him. Using quick thinking, he head butted the creature hard and shot him point blank in the head with his laser shotgun. Throwing his two guns into the air, he then went after the remaining creatures with his sword and with one swing, blew the creatures sky high. With that, the stranger retracted his sword, grabbed his two falling guns and retracted them as well, then walked away from the scene of the quick but gruesome battle. Little did he know, there was a remaining mutation hiding behind some rubble, ready to kill the unsuspecting stranger. But as it went for blood, it was shot dead by an unknown bullet-which made the warrior quickly turned around. The warrior tried to identify the location of the bullet until he heard a voice: "Nice shot don't ya think," an unfamiliar voice said from behind. He turned around quickly at the sound of the voice to find a goggled, spiky brown haired, Caucasian, young man sitting cross-legged on the roof directly behind him. They stared at each other with blue meeting brown for a moment, and then the young man looked down to the ground and gracefully and soundlessly slipped off the roof and approached the stranger at a leisurely and non-threatening pace. The stranger wore a well travel stained Government Issue shirt of the Marshall's office with its embodied authority star. He slowly smiled as he stopped a pace away. The wanderer noticed the modified two desert eagle handguns holstered securely at the strangers hips. He could tell they were both the same age because his face did not look very aged but looked young. "Hmph, where are my manners, my name is Jaime, yours," Jaime asked as he introduced himself. The warrior remained silent. "Um hello, anybody h..." Jaime said while waiting for an answer. "Phoenix. My name is Phoenix." the stranger called Phoenix said calmly. "Phoenix huh? Well pleased to meet you," Jaime said with an outstretched hand. Phoenix reluctantly shook Jaime's hand, but was confused of the custom. "So, I suppose you are not from around here,” Jaime guessed. "No...I am not," Phoenix said in a quiet tone. "Oook, so where are you from? Do you have a fam...” Phoenix growled a little and gave Jaime a menacing stare. "Alright, alright, I get it," Jaime replied backing off a bit. Phoenix then started to walk away from Jaime, but was stopped. "Hey, hey, wait a minute," Jaime grabbed his shoulder, “Mind if I ask where you are going?" Phoenix stopped in his tracks and looked back with anger in his eyes, "To find the Warkind, the same demons that made this place a living hell." "Oh...well, I know a place where we can rest a few miles from here," Jaime suggested. "You must be tired from walking all the way here." Phoenix thought for a while, "Hmm, I think I should just go," said Phoenix reluctantly. "Come on," Jaime replied, " It's not like there is anywhere else you can go" Jaime was right, if there were lizards hidden in this city, it'd be suicide to go through the desert alone. "Looks like I don't have much of a choice." "Good, then follow me,” Jaime ran, getting a head start, with Phoenix following him in suite. A few hours into the trek, the two found themselves out of the deserted city and into a barren and windy desert but they were caught during a sandstorms and rising temperatures, making travel difficult and exhausting. Eventually, they see a blurry but large outline of a home in the sand filled distance. "This way," shouted Jaime over a sandstorm, sliding down a dune. "Alright," Phoenix shouted back, behind but keeping pace. As soon as they got into the shelter, Phoenix and Jaime were covered in dust and sweat , Phoenix looked around in disbelief. "You've got to be kidding me," Phoenix thought aloud. "Nope, welcome to my humble abode," Jaime replied enthusiastically. "Some abode,” Phoenix mumbled sarcastically. The house was old and raggedy, looked like no one actually lived there in years. Phoenix was disappointed that this unkempt, artifact of a house was Jaime's home while Jaime was strangely nonchalant and relaxed. "Yeah, but this is not where we will rest though,” explained Jaime. "I'm sorry could you repeat that," questioned Phoenix, “if you didn’t realize, this is your home right?" "Yeah pretty much, but...," as soon as he said that, he knocked on the wall three times and immediately the floor started to shuffle and buckle while railing started to appear. "What the....,"cried a shocked Phoenix. "Hold on tight,” Jaime yelled over the mechanical noises. Just in time, Phoenix grabbed onto a rail and at the same time the floor gave out and started to descend into a mysterious underground area. The elevator sped down the mysterious underground area with Phoenix, who was holding on for dear life, and Jaime, who looked unimpressed by the speeding elevator. As the elevator descended, Phoenix found himself asking: "Out of curiosity, where is this thing taking us?" "To a bunker from the warkind invasion, we can rest there." Phoenix shivered from the thought of the invasion but then shrugged it off. "You built this?" "No, I found this while scoping around the desert." "Wow really," Phoenix mused as he was really shocked that such a thing still existed and in such good condition. "Funny what you can find in a desert, huh?" "Yeah, funny,” answered Phoenix As the elevator slowed to a stop, it opened to reveal a hallway that had a door on each side and one door that was at the very end of the hall, revealing a KEEP OUT sign on the front of the door in large bold letters. "Pick a room,” exclaimed Jaime, “I don't sleep in either." "Where do you sleep then?" "In that door with the big bold letters KEEP OUT," Jaime said walking to the door "Why? Are you hiding something?" Phoenix asked. Jaime stopped when he heard that. "Let’s just say that it's a secret that is going to help us both." Jaime explained as he walked to the door, preparing to open it but then there was a loud rumbling coming from the surface. "What was that," Phoenix exclaimed urgently grabbing the hilt of his sword. "No idea, but I don't like it,” Jaime answered taking out his dual desert eagles. Both Phoenix and Jaime headed for the elevator and shot up to the surface to find out what was the commotion while preparing for the worst. . . . When they reached the surface, they jumped out ready and waiting for a confrontation, Phoenix with his assault rifle and shotgun at the ready and Jaime with his desert eagles. They were scanning the area but strangely, heard nothing but the blowing wind. "Looks like we scared them off,” Jaime said calmly while lowering his guard. "I doubt it" Phoenix replied coldly, “Those freaks don't give up so easily." "What if you're wrong, dude?" "Trust me on this; these monsters are relentless beast," "Well, I didn't know they were chick..." "Watch out," yelled Phoenix while pointing his shotgun at Jaime. "Whoa," shouted a shocked Jaime as Phoenix pulled the trigger. As Jaime moved, Phoenix's shotgun must have hit something because there was a pain ridden screech where he was once standing. Green blood gushed out of the area where the thing was shot and whatever was there then fell on the ground, to Jaime's surprise it was a camouflaged lizard. "What the he…." was all that Jaime could say before he heard more screeching from a distance. "Heads up, more coming at 12:00,"stated Phoenix, “Be on your guard." As the screeching increased, both of them got on their guard and prepared for the horde of reptilian mutations. The horde consisted of a mixture of the normal variety of lizard creatures and the invisible kind alike. Phoenix thought of something quick, “You take the visible ones, I’ll take the invisible ones, got it,” Phoenix spat out quickly. "Ok...wait what,” Jaime replied dumbfounded. "You heard me, now on my mark, scatter," Phoenix ordered loudly,"1...2...3!" As soon as he reached three, they both went either left or right with the visible lizards following Jaime and Phoenix being followed by the invisible lizards. . . . Phoenix ran quickly to gain distance between him and the stealthy killers catching up to him. From behind, he could hear the snarling and hissing coming from the unseen creatures, making him run quicker and swifter. He then spotted a large sand dune, flipped over it, unsheathed his sword and kicked up the sand making it into a thick dust. Unknowingly, the lizards could be seen by their silhouettes, giving them a great disadvantage in the dust cloud. Seeing this disadvantage, Phoenix got on the offensive and attacked the first lizard he could see, impaling it with his blade then quickly pulling it out. Just then though, another came from behind and slashed his back, leaving three scars and causing him to grunt in pain. He fell on one knee, trying to recover from the attack but each time he attempted to stand, he was knocked down by the relentless reptiles. Unfortunately for the lizards, enough was enough for Phoenix as a sudden burst of energy blew the lizards back revealing a ticked off Phoenix with yellow slits for eyes. "Okay, now you are really PISSING ME OFF!" With great anger and determination, he took out a fire shaped stone and placed it on his sword. Suddenly, fire engulfed the blade and shot up in the sky forming an enormous phoenix then just as quick as it came, it disappeared into the sword, but the sword was changed. Instead of a large sword, there was a multi-spiked sword that had the patterns of red and orange and in the middle was a flame design that was glowing brightly. Phoenix getting in an offensive stance said with a serious face, “Give it your best shot, you bastards." . . . Jaime was panting heavily as he was running for his life, the ferocious lizards not far behind. While running, he turned around and aimed his twin desert eagles at the savage lizards. "Take this you, ugly freaks." shouted Jaime in disgust. He then started to shoot at them quickly and skillfully at the lizards with a vengeance. As he did, some fell dead but more came at him more furious and ferocious than the ones he shot, making Jaime frustrated. "Damn it!" He kept running until he saw an opportunity to escape the tireless monsters...a short cliff. With new energy, he raced towards the cliff. "This is going to be close," Jaime said with hope and frustration," Here I go!" Jaime jumped off the cliff and the lizards followed in hot pursuit. Little did they know, Jaime was hiding in the shadows of the cliff, holding his breath until he was sure they were gone. "Whew, that was close," Jaime replied thankfully," And not a scratch on me." From a distance, he could see and feel some sort of sudden brightness that almost scared the crap out of him. "What in the heck was that?" Even though he did not want to, he decided to follow the light and hope that it wasn't as threatening as he thinks it is. . . . With blood dripping down his transformed blade, Phoenix almost looked war torn and was somewhat injured, except for his jacket in which was unaffected by any damage from the flames-except for a few cuts in the fabric, especially the three large claw marks from earlier. The landscape around him was riddled with dead bodies, either cut up or burned, and fire was everywhere but seemed to slowly die down. Phoenix was panting, trying to catch his breath, but strangely enough, was still standing and finally calmed down enough that the flames died down to mere cinders and his eyes went from slits to normal. While all this was happening, Jaime was about over the hill and saw the bloodied battlefield, truly surprised. “Hoooooly crap....hey Phoenix!" Phoenix turned around and was glad to see Jaime standing there on the hill; he smiled and put a thumbs up sign to show that he was alright. "Looks like you showed them what's what," Jaime said approvingly. "Heh, heh...yeah, I did didn't I..." Phoenix replied before he collapsed. "Phoenix… Phoenix!" shouted Jaime before Phoenix slipped out of conscientious. . . . Phoenix awakened in the bunker, groggy, exhausted, and bandaged at the torso and head, on a bed with a mild headache. Last thing he remembered was fighting the lizards and meeting up with Jaime and then darkness. He groaned in bed and tried to stand but it was painful to do such an easy task so he fell back. "Don't bother to get up yet." He then turned to see Jaime with a manual in hand and a bag of chips in the other. "How long have I been out?" "A few hours, used a large amount of energy fighting those things." ‘Hmmm…I see then,’ Phoenix thought, ‘Didn’t know the stone would wear me out like that.’ “Though, I do have a question, “Jaime said before standing and walking toward the still transformed blade. “What do you call this?” Phoenix hesitated at first but then explained “That blade is called Dragon’s Breath, it is one of the Elemental Blades that are compatible with the elemental stones and can only be used by the one. When it becomes normal, it becomes Fullmetal Fang, my original blade.” “Wait, so you’re the…” “The one, yes… I am.” “No way, this has got to be a joke.” “It’s no joke.” “So, you’re serious?” Phoenix looked at Jaime with straight forward face. “Okay, you are serious, what else don’t I know.” “You know enough.” Suddenly, Phoenix looked like he was distant in his mind leaving Jaime confused. “Uhh…Phoenix?” Phoenix saw many things while in this trance, but some things stuck out. An army of lizards running for him and the bunker The bunker completely destroyed Masked soldiers with strange but familiar insignias And an all too familiar face with a sinister grin. Phoenix snapped out of his trance and said at last, “We can’t stay here.” “What, Why!” “It is no longer safe…at least not anymore.”Phoenix replied sadly. Jaime groaned sadly, “When do we leave then” “As soon as possible…” “Well, I guess we have to rest up for tonight,” replied Jaime, “We have a long day ahead of us.” “When will the project be done?” “By tomorrow dude, that’s all I can say.” Phoenix grumbled to himself angrily but then said, “Alright.” “Great to know, now let’s catch some zzzs,” Jaime replied tiredly. With that, Jaime left the room for the workspace in which he called his “room”, leaving Phoenix awake in his bed. Eventually, he fell asleep with a mindset of a new day…a new life…a new beginning. |
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