Corrupted Radiatons

by Michael Rogers

  Cameron: (I am used to using Rostical while flying at high speeds! Perhaps her draining my Neurons-) *He thought to himself with disorientation, as if he couldn't think properly.*

  Sofia: "Looks like you're reaching the final level."

  Cameron: *His ears popped.* "Why are you doing this?!"

  Sofia: "I get bored easily."

  Cameron: "The Consultant won't be happy!-"

  Sofia: *She looked down, flying past bright and dark clouds.* "He asked me to do this."

  Cameron: *He gasped, shaking his head in disbelief.* "You are lying!"

  Sofia: *She flew above the clouds, causing sunlight to shine on her face.* "Take my word however you want."

  Cameron: "I warn you one last time-"

  Sofia: "I hate to say but it's a good view isn't it?" *She started to slow down and stopped, hovering in the air.*

  Cameron: *He quickly looked down, staring at the clouds.* (She stopped, I will use my Ougi at full power when she lowers her guard next-)

  Sofia: "But I personally like the blizzard a little better." *She discreetly looked at Cameron, as her body glowed a shade of blue.*

  Cameron: "Ougi-"

  Sofia: "Roaring Beast Kick." *She let go of Cameron and raised her leg, touching the side of her head.* "Game over." *She kicked Cameron downwards and blasted him through the clouds, causing them to swirl away from him.*

  Cameron: "Argh-" *He plummeted towards the ground at high speeds.* (You think I told the Consultant everything about my title? My power? My soul companion?! Only Blake knows this.) "Apollo, help!"

  Sofia: "What did he say? I couldn't hear him right." *She hovered on the spot and stared through the hole in the clouds, watching Cameron fall to his death.*

  *An eagle-like screech echoed above Sofia, causing her to look up in confusion.*

  Sofia: "What was-?"

  *A blur fell from the sky and slashed past Sofia, diving towards Cameron at near blinding speeds.*

  Sofia: "Gah-" *She gasped and watched blood run down her face, kicking her legs in the air in pain.*

  Apollo: (Are you okay?)

  Cameron: "Take me to Surpreon!" *He spun around and faced the sky, watching a gigantic eagle-like Scoldrant dive into striking distance.*

  Apollo: *He dived under Cameron and spread his wings, catching him on his back.* (Of course.) "Eeerk."

  Cameron: *He sighed in relief and positioned himself upwards, closing his eyes.* (It has been lonely without you.)

  Apollo: (Why didn't you summon me sooner?! I've been weak ever since you fought that woman!)

  Cameron: (I tried calling you.) *He looked exhausted.*

  Apollo: (To Surpreon?)

  Cameron: *He unintentionally ignored Apollo, running his fingers through Apollo's feathers for comfort.* (I have missed your warm soft feathers.)

  Apollo: (I've missed flying with you-) *He stopped in mid sentence, looking over his shoulder to Cameron.*

  Cameron: *He opened his eyes, looking confused.* "Apollo?"

  Apollo: *He looked behind him in a worried-like manner.* (Something is wrong.)

  Cameron: *He coughed up blood, wiping his mouth.* "What do you mean?"

  Apollo: (Your energy has been drained.)

  Cameron: "Her whip, she used a strange Azure Burst on me. I would not worry too much about it."

  Apollo: (That's not it.)

  Cameron: *His eyes widened in recollection.* (There was this orb-..) *He shook his head.* (What is the problem? My energy has been merely drained.)

  Apollo: (But, it's permanent.) *He thought in a serious and frightened tone.*

  Cameron: "What?"

  Sofia: *She covered one eye, causing blood to run in between her fingers and down her arm.* "That-! At least he isn't a threat anymore!"

  *Sofia grunted in anger, watching the clouds close in on itself.*

  Sofia: "Depending on how strong he originally was, he might not even have the power to be a captain anymore." *She chuckled to herself, licking the blood off her finger.*

  --

  Cameron: "And you obviously know the rest."

  Apollo: (Sofia.. Who knew she was so powerful?)

  Cameron: "If the Consultants lied to me.. If they betrayed me-"

  Apollo: (Cameron!) "Eeerk!"

  Cameron: *He looked down to Apollo in shock.* "What is such the urgency?"

  Apollo: (There are no ifs.. We know for a fact they did betray us, they did lie to us! Your unwavering loyalty to them will be your downfall!)

  Cameron: (I... Should I go with Blake?)

  Apollo: (Cameron?) *His tone sounded worried, as if Cameron hadn't replied yet.*

  Cameron: "..." *He held his forehead in an exhausted-like manner.*

  Apollo: (Get some sleep, my friend.. I can not even feel your Neurons stabilising.)

  Cameron: "I am.. Fine." *He spoke with a mumble and struggled to keep his eyes open.*

  Apollo: "..."

  Cameron: *He closed his eyes and collapsed to his side, falling asleep on Apollo's warm feathers.* "..."

  Apollo: (Sleep well.. With my Neurons to keep you stabilised, it will be a long flight to Surpreon.)

  ----------

  *Blake suddenly flashstepped deep inside a quiet forest, dropping to his knees in shock.*

  Blake: (Shit, that was close!) *He hissed in thought and took deep breaths, trying to remove chains from his wrists.*

  *Blake leant forward, whacking his forehead on a tree, which kept him from collapsing on the ground.*

  Blake: (They.. They all betrayed me?)

  *Blake looked down with watering eyes and started to cry, as he dug his nails into the soil.*

  Blake: (I knew Tara was a bitch, but!-.. Everyone, like, else? How unsexy! Babe, where were you? All this happened as soon as I left!) *He thought to himself with emotional pain, triggering a flashback.*

  --

  *Blake stepped outside into a snowy blizzard and squinted his eyes, noticing Tara, Synthoss, Quintess and Tyson.*

  Blake: "Yo, wat are you bitches doing here?"

  Quintess: "..." *Her silence caught Blake's attention.*

  Blake: *Snow blew past him.* "Bitches?"

  *Tyson and Synthoss both stood on each side of Blake, causing him to become weary.*

  Blake: "Have you all finished off your missions? We're meant to join up and defeat the guild, aye?"

  Tyson and Synthoss: "Hi-Ougi."

  Blake: "Aye?!" *He looked to each side in shock.* "When did you two know how to-?"

  Tyson: "Neurons draw-"

  Synthoss: "Astragons repel-"

  Tyson and Synthoss: "UNPROFOUND BIND" *They clapped their hands and dropped to their knees, causing four sets of five transparent rods to violently jam themselves into Blake's body.*

  Blake: "A-Arh-" *He wheezed with an exhausted twitch.*

  Tyson: *He looked confused, catching Tara's attention.* "...-"

  Tara: "You're not feeling guilty, are you?" *She spoke in an annoyed-like manner, as if she was in charge in the operation.*

  Tyson: "There's less resistance than I thought."

  Synthoss: "Perhaps he used more Neurons in The Twilight Forest than expected?"

  Tara: "Fufufu, weak."

  Blake: "Wat's-" *He wheezed due to the rods.* "Meaning of this?"

  Tara: "You'll find out..." *She smirked evil-like and turned around.* "Take him to the area discussed."

  Blake: (Discussed? They planned this? How did they know where I was? I was on the other continent!-)

  *Tyson, Synthoss and Quintess gathered around Blake and started to chain him up.*

  Blake: (You backstabbing bastards..) *He thought to himself with a defeated, sad-filled face.*

  Tara: "See you there, girl." *She spoke with a smile and flashstepped, blowing the nearby snow around where she stood.*

  Synthoss: *Her eyes suddenly cracked like glass.* "You know about my other ability, don't you?"

  Blake: (I know about it..) *He thought to himself, purposely not answering out loud.*
/>
  Synthoss: "If you try to escape while we're in mid flashstep-"

  Tyson: "Because we know you have the speed to do that."

  Synthoss: "I'll use my ability's speed to kill you."

  Blake: "Watevs..."

  Tyson: *He looked at Synthoss and Quintess and nodded his head, cueing them to all grab Blake at once.* "Now!"

  *Tyson, Synthoss and Quintess all flashstepped with Blake, causing roar-like echoes to blow in the snowy blizzard.*

  --

  *Blake felt strong winds blow around him, as the temperature started to rise higher and higher.*

  Blake: *He kept his eyes closed, as the wind suddenly died down.* "Aye?" *He dropped to his knees and the transparent poles suddenly disintegrated away.*

  Tara: "Open your eyes, dirty lamp." *She spoke with a smirk and watched Blake open his eyes.*

  *Blake took deep breaths, glancing at his four guild members, who all wore the same uniform as him.*

  Blake: *He tried to move his arms, but his hands were bound by chains to his back.* "Tara, Tyson, Quintess, Synthoss, what's going on, bitches?" *He hissed at each guild member.*

  Quintess: *She looked at Synthoss, rolling her eyes.* (How can you forget?)

  Blake: "You've lost weight, Tyson." *He casually spoke with a smile, noticing Tyson's uniform stretched around his belly and sides.*

  Tyson: "Flattery won't get you anywhere-"

  Tara: *She flicked her tied up ponytail over her shoulder, kicking Blake onto the ground.* "Shut up!"

  Blake: *He looked startled, staring at Tara with seriousness.* (I better shut up-)

  Tara: "Thanks to your stupid and weak party leading, one of The Black Brigade members has been killed."

  Blake: "How was it my fault-?"

  Quintess: *She looked at Synthoss, mumbling with contemplation.* "Well-"

  Synthoss: *She shook her head in disappointment.* "No, Blake. You froze up during the fight and Zazark died."

  Blake: "How do you know? You weren't even-"

  Tara: "Be quiet!" *She smirked, flicking her hair over her shoulder.*

  Tyson: *He stepped forward, causing his large shadow to block the light surrounding Blake.* "Ahem. The Consultant has given us new orders-"

  Blake: "Tyson say what? I haven't received no ord-"

  Tara: "I'm the new leader of The Black Brigade."

  Blake: *He looked at Quintess shocked, causing her to nod her head for confirmation.* "You backstabbing, bitch-"

  Tara: "Fufufu, shut up."

  Blake: "..."

  Synthoss: "Tyson and I have been instructed to pursue the party you failed to destroy."

  Blake: "They are a guild, not a party-"

  Tara: "Don't get cocky! Don't you realise the situation you're in?"

  Blake: "I thought everything was alrite, aye?"

  Tara: "Alright? You gave me this opportunity-"

  Blake: "Like, no I didn't-"

  Tara: "-When you caused Zazark to die!" *She looked at her nails and smiled.*

  Blake: "..."

  Quintess: "Shall we finish this up, captain?" *She glanced at Tara, as if she was the one in charge now.* "I need to leave soon."

  Blake: "Captain? You're, like, looking at the wrong person aye!"

  Synthoss: (He's in denial? I believe the Consultant's orders were very harsh, but those that have tried to run away, discovered a similar fate.)

  Blake: (I can't believe this is, like, happening!)

  Synthoss: (Even if Blake wasn't in the wrong, I'll always follow Tara.) *She smiled in thought.*

  Tara: *She looked at Quintess in confusion.* "On a time limit?"

  Quintess: *She nodded her head.* "I've accepted a special task."

  Tara: "Why couldn't I do it?" *She hissed in a jealous-like manner.*

  Quintess: "My ability to alter my body with my Astragons, he believes me being able to walk through objects the core beneficial technique for this task."

  Tara: (So, that explains why the Consultant wanted to talk to her alone.)

  Blake: "Aye?"

  Quintess: *She glanced at Blake.* "I'm to keep watch over something very important."

  Tara: *She glanced at Quintess, looking back to Blake.* (Not even I was allowed to know.)

  Blake: "And what about you?"

  Tara: "Well, I'm about to destroy the Surpreon's leader, Season." *She formed a fist, causing the leather gloves to make stretching sounds.*

  Blake: "Not that I care, but why? We're not allowed to harm Surpreon because of Battling Oxident."

  Synthoss: "Season's constant teleportation glyphs."

  Blake: *He coughed, starting to look around worried.* "So, about me-?"

  Tyson: "Ahem. You failed the Consultant and the warriors, so you know what that means?"

  Quintess: "Don't even think about running, you know what the four of our whips can do."

  Blake: "Yeah, I know, big deal, they cause immense pain to the touch-"

  Tyson: "Our weapons are unique, there's no need to talk with a condescending tone."

  Blake: *He gritted his teeth and slightly leant up, causing a blue pearl to materialise in his palm behind his back.* (Hear my call and release you deep blue breath!)

  Synthoss: "I say, we kill him." *She slightly touched her waist, glaring at Blake with killing intent.*

  *A blue glyph spiralled in the air behind The Black Brigade and thick, blinding mist spewed out.*

  Tara: *She noticed strings of thick mist waft past her, causing her to turn around.* "Summonce Scarbra!" *She gasped, as the mist blinded her.*

  Synthoss: "Get him!"

  Blake: (Shit-) *He quickly stood up with a grunt.*

  Quintess: *She grabbed her whip and flicked it by her side.* "Imperial's Right." *She lunged forward, watching the whip violently zigzag towards Blake.*

  Blake: *He watched the whip screech towards his face with widening eyes.* "Na-" *He enthusiastically leant to the side, flashstepping out of the area.*