Story Notes:
All inspiration came from the Pokemon Series and the Author Naomi Novik. I bowed down in respect.
Chapter 1
A blacken smoke arises in the air from burning trees and singed gears that broke from an unsuspected surprise. Gusty breeze parries to the south and branches rattled wildly with the burning smoke as transports are but shrapnel that surrounds in fire.
Marthal gathers all the men to regain control to the surrounding disorder and settles a meeting with his officers. A Captain, equipped in decorated battled armor, he is cleared headed Trooper that respects his fellow men and a gentle heart at both friends and allies.
Entering from one of his tactical tent, Marthal arrives in perfect time. He gazed at the Officers, Elemus and Ymil, discussing the severed destruction of their mission. Officer Elemus is a sleek gentleman but a cunning Trooper. He used persuasion to bribed Soulus Union soldiers for information. However, diplomacy isn't his specialty. He's also a renowned knife handler and darted with speed like a bullet. Officer Ymil is different than that. He cares to enter straight through into battle with his brothers at his side. Also a tactician, he isolates from several races as their 'unworthy' to call themselves as friends.
Elemus had taken eyed at the Captain. "Sir, glad your arrival is not too soon," He uttered speedily. "our position has been compromised, the attack has crippled and destroyed two transports that carried the supplies from base twenty-five."
"What about the casualties?" Marthal declared. He can understand that the attack was simply aiming the supply transports and depict the casualties are low.
"Three Troopers were injured in the attack without fatality." Elemus answered instantly. "Two drivers and One Trooper were received minor burns." He added.
Marthal paused to hear the background of Troopers hollering outside to extinguish the flames and continued, "Have you found the culprit behind of this?"
"We did..." Ymil mumbled while spattering several papers at the table. He seemed more focused at the attacker than the supplied trucks. Looking down on the table he turns to the Captain in proper. "My Troops has caught her while she was...snoozing."
Now this made Marthal in disbelief. "Wait!? You mean the attacker is a female?" He questioned rashly. Ymil painfully admitted with confirmation. "Yes sir, I personally examined closely at her characteristics and she's definitely a female."
Marthal is baffled to this. "So let me guess this straight, you mean to tell me that this female, alone, destroyed two supply transports and take down three Troopers so easily as well as detecting our hidden position. Where is she?"
"In the detaining grid," Elemus informs.
Captain Marthal has gotten everything that he needed and headed out from the tent; the Officers followed. The blistering heat had just faded finally in the night, all the broken shrapnel from the wrecking transports were soon collected and the supplies were salvaged whatever it was undamaged or intact. Smoke extended up high in the brighten white clouds and fear it could attract unwanted guest and might disrupt their original objective. Fortunately nobody was in sight.
Scarlet Remnant which named derived of the survivors of once glorious Army of the Soulus Empire. A colossal civil war breached the Empire to rubble and a new rising power forge the name, Union to Soulus. Derim Mrid, the son of the Great Savior, rose to the throne and leads the Soulus Union in everlasting harmony. The reason for the Great Civil War is unknown; remaining Scarlet Troopers went into secrecy, thriving as Remnants of once respectable through silenced eyes.
Captain Marthal and his two Officers, Elemus and Ymil, arrives shortly to the detention grid. A prison, it's temporarily squared energizing cage keeps a criminal intact from escaping. Marthal is curios of the prisoner and would want to ask simple questions about her.
"Why are we in the detention grid," Ymil began. "We should be devised a strategy of the objective mission than squabble at the prisoner."
Elumus responded with a slimming grin. "Oh, come on Ymil, lighten up, the Captain wants to meet the attacker face to face and once he's done then we can follow your blustering tactics." Ymil glared at the side but leaves a sighing moan.
They meet a researcher by the name of Bartle; a timid young person but bright minded kid in helping the Scarlets effort. With several researchers busied conducting at the prisoner, Bartle pronounced something shocking.
"She's not from this world." Bartle gives it straight. They looked in total lost of the words and hesitate to even ask.
"What do you mean 'She's not from this world'?" Ymil quickly asked the repeated question. "You mean to say that she come from space." Bartle startles at his raising tone but retains his composure.
"Sorry, but the racial record didn't match her identity," Bartle handed Ymil the report. "everything you need to know is on that list, if you excuse me." He bowed respectfully to their official and returns back working with the other researchers. Ymil blankly searches through the clipboard papers and reading thoroughly at the description of the prisoner. Marthal and Elemus look behind him and catches the reading.
Subject: BL - 001
Physiology: Red covered coloration with mixture of beige grey and yellow paled creamy color. Long, beige colored, hairlike feathers extending its head and continues downward to its chest and abdomen. Hands and feet have three digits which represent a chicken. Strong Muscular legs that derives with immense strength; helping with its kicking abilities.
Behavior: Approved to be Friendly and social; provoked if threatened. Stubborn.
Caution: Able to bring destructive flaming abilities. Provide immediate fire-proof cover when needed.
"...so the attacker...is a chicken!?" Marthal obstructed at the clipboard report; twitching that an avian can procure flame abilities and destroyed two heavily armored transports. There are also sightings of punctured and accurate kicks from one of the transports and the Trooper who witnesses the scene was slammed by her strength. He wondered how Ymil managed to capture her so easily.
Ymil passes on the report to Elemus and shutters rubbing his eyes. Elemus laughs out loud. "Man, this is too good to be true." He shouted while still bringing laughter. It doesn't bother for Ymil to react as he already figured when they first met. But for Marthal and Elemus, they just in shock or cried in laughter.
They taken stand in front of the detention squared grid. Lighted purple energy formed a cage surrounding the prisoner; a serious thumping sound could be heard inside. The prisoner must be pretty enraged right now. A couple of Troopers were immediately sent out; dragging the person who's supposed to be in charge of interrogating her. He was been beaten to a pulp along the Troopers with minor injuries. They immediately sent away to receive medical care.
Marthal takes good look at them and suddenly felt a slight weariness about having a talk with her. "What's the condition of the prisoner?" He spoke at the nearby Trooper guarding at the entrance.
"Badly..." He winced. "We have little success of talking at the 'Blaziken'."
Marthal raises an eyebrow. "Blaziken?"
The Trooper nodded. "Yes sir, the Blaziken from the researchers called it, Blazius Avinus...but we don't prefer that name. She's been telling her name since the beginning of the interrogation and none of us can understand what she is saying. If only we have those translating devices but it was destroyed by the fire inside the transport."
"But there isn't any choice," Marthal remarked sadly if the devices weren't damage. "we need to have a chat with her. If she can understand what were saying then we may still have a chance."
Ymil reaction sputtered "Your not saying that we're gonna talked to that accursed being. We don't even know where she came from or what she's capable of."
"She's just an avian bird from some another world and able to bring out raging temperatures and combat abilities," Elemus queried with extensive information. "what's not to suspect?"
"Maybe that you haven't forgotten, that we're in a war here! We can't just chatter everywhere we meet. Haven't you forgotten about our mission."
"Yeah, yeah, don't remind us so. We still have to complete our mission without the supplies."
Ymil snapped. "That's suicide! We would be walking into a death sentence with all our force being annihilated by just sticks and stone. The 'Soulus Union' has gathered about throng of lethal warriors and we're just about twenty-five Troopers, plus the researchers and one angry prisoner." His loud shouting stirred the Troopers station at the detention grid, in depress of being reminded.
"Silence of your bickering, Ymil," Captain Marthal commanded and has just about enough with his whining. "if you didn't have anything to say then stay outside and wait until I deal with the prisoner." He contemplated the situation. "Officer Elemus, are going to join me?"
"Oh, no,no,no," He replied, showing his hands with decline. "I think its best to stay outside and watch Ymil's attitude before he make another one of his whines." Ymil makes an angry expression but Marthal understands.
The Trooper slowly initiates the energy to open for the Captain. He enters the grid as the entrance close behind him on his way in. He could immediately see the scorch markings where grass turned into ash and the prisoner, crouching on the ground. Noticing that her size is twice as Marthal, he takes a safe distance to avoid the same beating as the interrogator that just witness. The Blaziken faced another person arriving to the place and growls at him. Marthal stepped back a bit, unhesitant to quit right away. She remains cautious around him and goes back covering her face.
"Um, hi there, my name is Marthal, I'm the leader of this group," He greeted softly. "may I ask what's your name is?" The Blaziken looked up to the man and replied an unintelligible language that makes Marthal baffled. "Okay, I guess this is going to be harder than I thought," He thought. "where do you come from, are you alone?"
This hit the Blaziken deeply as she growls ferociously at person. Marthal definitely hit a bad spot and dashes the question. "Wait, hold on, I'm sorry if I offended you somehow," He quickly pardons his question. He takes off his helmet. "look, see, you can trust me that I'm no threat to you." The Blaziken tilted; seemed confused at his doing but head backs down.
Marthal seemed to get nowhere in this. He attempts to ask for more questions but stopped there when the Blaziken begins to weep into tears. He can actually hear it very clearly and felt guilty to ask such things. "Hey, don't cry," He reflected, calming down her sadly sobbed. He moves closer to the crouched Blaziken when he spots something on the ground. It looks like a picture. He gradually picks it up and revealed two companions facing at the camera with great joy in some domesticated environment. One is a female human girl smiling brightly and gesturing a V-sign and the other is the Blaziken before him, smiling as well with her. They really seemed to enjoy very much. A picture is worth a hundred explanations but this tells overall the enjoyment of each others company and also, Marthal has found proof that she's from a different world.
Upon at the Blaziken, her tears stopped dwelling when she realizes that her one and only treasure is missing. She looked up and saw the person holding the photo. This made her gnashing its beak. Marthal turns his eyesight to the Blaziken, being enraged by this. She snatches her photo in blinding speed from his hand and holds deeply to her chest. He startled. And at same time, amazed; he looked down at her shutting her eyes and sobbing again. He kinda felt sympathy for her and asked her, "Is that your friend?"
The Blaziken didn't say anything but replied with a nod. Marthal sighed sincerely and sits down beside her. He hesitates how very close he really is at the female Blaziken but fear has been put aside as he comforts to calm her down. He placed his hand at her shoulder and patted her several times. She turns to look at the person in teary eyes as she immediately cuddles onto his chest and continues crying some more. Suddenly, Marthal is really surprised to this shocking progress. The first thought to mind that talking to her would be impossible but somehow, he finally understand what she's saying. He embraces her gently around her and patted her back, feeling awkward of his doing.
He could feel her warmth puncturing through his red plated armor and cannot figure this sensational emotion. He stayed like this until her tears has faded.Chapter End Notes:I thank you all for reading. I am honored if you enjoy this story and I planned to continue until then
Marthal gathers all the men to regain control to the surrounding disorder and settles a meeting with his officers. A Captain, equipped in decorated battled armor, he is cleared headed Trooper that respects his fellow men and a gentle heart at both friends and allies.
Entering from one of his tactical tent, Marthal arrives in perfect time. He gazed at the Officers, Elemus and Ymil, discussing the severed destruction of their mission. Officer Elemus is a sleek gentleman but a cunning Trooper. He used persuasion to bribed Soulus Union soldiers for information. However, diplomacy isn't his specialty. He's also a renowned knife handler and darted with speed like a bullet. Officer Ymil is different than that. He cares to enter straight through into battle with his brothers at his side. Also a tactician, he isolates from several races as their 'unworthy' to call themselves as friends.
Elemus had taken eyed at the Captain. "Sir, glad your arrival is not too soon," He uttered speedily. "our position has been compromised, the attack has crippled and destroyed two transports that carried the supplies from base twenty-five."
"What about the casualties?" Marthal declared. He can understand that the attack was simply aiming the supply transports and depict the casualties are low.
"Three Troopers were injured in the attack without fatality." Elemus answered instantly. "Two drivers and One Trooper were received minor burns." He added.
Marthal paused to hear the background of Troopers hollering outside to extinguish the flames and continued, "Have you found the culprit behind of this?"
"We did..." Ymil mumbled while spattering several papers at the table. He seemed more focused at the attacker than the supplied trucks. Looking down on the table he turns to the Captain in proper. "My Troops has caught her while she was...snoozing."
Now this made Marthal in disbelief. "Wait!? You mean the attacker is a female?" He questioned rashly. Ymil painfully admitted with confirmation. "Yes sir, I personally examined closely at her characteristics and she's definitely a female."
Marthal is baffled to this. "So let me guess this straight, you mean to tell me that this female, alone, destroyed two supply transports and take down three Troopers so easily as well as detecting our hidden position. Where is she?"
"In the detaining grid," Elemus informs.
Captain Marthal has gotten everything that he needed and headed out from the tent; the Officers followed. The blistering heat had just faded finally in the night, all the broken shrapnel from the wrecking transports were soon collected and the supplies were salvaged whatever it was undamaged or intact. Smoke extended up high in the brighten white clouds and fear it could attract unwanted guest and might disrupt their original objective. Fortunately nobody was in sight.
Scarlet Remnant which named derived of the survivors of once glorious Army of the Soulus Empire. A colossal civil war breached the Empire to rubble and a new rising power forge the name, Union to Soulus. Derim Mrid, the son of the Great Savior, rose to the throne and leads the Soulus Union in everlasting harmony. The reason for the Great Civil War is unknown; remaining Scarlet Troopers went into secrecy, thriving as Remnants of once respectable through silenced eyes.
Captain Marthal and his two Officers, Elemus and Ymil, arrives shortly to the detention grid. A prison, it's temporarily squared energizing cage keeps a criminal intact from escaping. Marthal is curios of the prisoner and would want to ask simple questions about her.
"Why are we in the detention grid," Ymil began. "We should be devised a strategy of the objective mission than squabble at the prisoner."
Elumus responded with a slimming grin. "Oh, come on Ymil, lighten up, the Captain wants to meet the attacker face to face and once he's done then we can follow your blustering tactics." Ymil glared at the side but leaves a sighing moan.
They meet a researcher by the name of Bartle; a timid young person but bright minded kid in helping the Scarlets effort. With several researchers busied conducting at the prisoner, Bartle pronounced something shocking.
"She's not from this world." Bartle gives it straight. They looked in total lost of the words and hesitate to even ask.
"What do you mean 'She's not from this world'?" Ymil quickly asked the repeated question. "You mean to say that she come from space." Bartle startles at his raising tone but retains his composure.
"Sorry, but the racial record didn't match her identity," Bartle handed Ymil the report. "everything you need to know is on that list, if you excuse me." He bowed respectfully to their official and returns back working with the other researchers. Ymil blankly searches through the clipboard papers and reading thoroughly at the description of the prisoner. Marthal and Elemus look behind him and catches the reading.
Subject: BL - 001
Physiology: Red covered coloration with mixture of beige grey and yellow paled creamy color. Long, beige colored, hairlike feathers extending its head and continues downward to its chest and abdomen. Hands and feet have three digits which represent a chicken. Strong Muscular legs that derives with immense strength; helping with its kicking abilities.
Behavior: Approved to be Friendly and social; provoked if threatened. Stubborn.
Caution: Able to bring destructive flaming abilities. Provide immediate fire-proof cover when needed.
"...so the attacker...is a chicken!?" Marthal obstructed at the clipboard report; twitching that an avian can procure flame abilities and destroyed two heavily armored transports. There are also sightings of punctured and accurate kicks from one of the transports and the Trooper who witnesses the scene was slammed by her strength. He wondered how Ymil managed to capture her so easily.
Ymil passes on the report to Elemus and shutters rubbing his eyes. Elemus laughs out loud. "Man, this is too good to be true." He shouted while still bringing laughter. It doesn't bother for Ymil to react as he already figured when they first met. But for Marthal and Elemus, they just in shock or cried in laughter.
They taken stand in front of the detention squared grid. Lighted purple energy formed a cage surrounding the prisoner; a serious thumping sound could be heard inside. The prisoner must be pretty enraged right now. A couple of Troopers were immediately sent out; dragging the person who's supposed to be in charge of interrogating her. He was been beaten to a pulp along the Troopers with minor injuries. They immediately sent away to receive medical care.
Marthal takes good look at them and suddenly felt a slight weariness about having a talk with her. "What's the condition of the prisoner?" He spoke at the nearby Trooper guarding at the entrance.
"Badly..." He winced. "We have little success of talking at the 'Blaziken'."
Marthal raises an eyebrow. "Blaziken?"
The Trooper nodded. "Yes sir, the Blaziken from the researchers called it, Blazius Avinus...but we don't prefer that name. She's been telling her name since the beginning of the interrogation and none of us can understand what she is saying. If only we have those translating devices but it was destroyed by the fire inside the transport."
"But there isn't any choice," Marthal remarked sadly if the devices weren't damage. "we need to have a chat with her. If she can understand what were saying then we may still have a chance."
Ymil reaction sputtered "Your not saying that we're gonna talked to that accursed being. We don't even know where she came from or what she's capable of."
"She's just an avian bird from some another world and able to bring out raging temperatures and combat abilities," Elemus queried with extensive information. "what's not to suspect?"
"Maybe that you haven't forgotten, that we're in a war here! We can't just chatter everywhere we meet. Haven't you forgotten about our mission."
"Yeah, yeah, don't remind us so. We still have to complete our mission without the supplies."
Ymil snapped. "That's suicide! We would be walking into a death sentence with all our force being annihilated by just sticks and stone. The 'Soulus Union' has gathered about throng of lethal warriors and we're just about twenty-five Troopers, plus the researchers and one angry prisoner." His loud shouting stirred the Troopers station at the detention grid, in depress of being reminded.
"Silence of your bickering, Ymil," Captain Marthal commanded and has just about enough with his whining. "if you didn't have anything to say then stay outside and wait until I deal with the prisoner." He contemplated the situation. "Officer Elemus, are going to join me?"
"Oh, no,no,no," He replied, showing his hands with decline. "I think its best to stay outside and watch Ymil's attitude before he make another one of his whines." Ymil makes an angry expression but Marthal understands.
The Trooper slowly initiates the energy to open for the Captain. He enters the grid as the entrance close behind him on his way in. He could immediately see the scorch markings where grass turned into ash and the prisoner, crouching on the ground. Noticing that her size is twice as Marthal, he takes a safe distance to avoid the same beating as the interrogator that just witness. The Blaziken faced another person arriving to the place and growls at him. Marthal stepped back a bit, unhesitant to quit right away. She remains cautious around him and goes back covering her face.
"Um, hi there, my name is Marthal, I'm the leader of this group," He greeted softly. "may I ask what's your name is?" The Blaziken looked up to the man and replied an unintelligible language that makes Marthal baffled. "Okay, I guess this is going to be harder than I thought," He thought. "where do you come from, are you alone?"
This hit the Blaziken deeply as she growls ferociously at person. Marthal definitely hit a bad spot and dashes the question. "Wait, hold on, I'm sorry if I offended you somehow," He quickly pardons his question. He takes off his helmet. "look, see, you can trust me that I'm no threat to you." The Blaziken tilted; seemed confused at his doing but head backs down.
Marthal seemed to get nowhere in this. He attempts to ask for more questions but stopped there when the Blaziken begins to weep into tears. He can actually hear it very clearly and felt guilty to ask such things. "Hey, don't cry," He reflected, calming down her sadly sobbed. He moves closer to the crouched Blaziken when he spots something on the ground. It looks like a picture. He gradually picks it up and revealed two companions facing at the camera with great joy in some domesticated environment. One is a female human girl smiling brightly and gesturing a V-sign and the other is the Blaziken before him, smiling as well with her. They really seemed to enjoy very much. A picture is worth a hundred explanations but this tells overall the enjoyment of each others company and also, Marthal has found proof that she's from a different world.
Upon at the Blaziken, her tears stopped dwelling when she realizes that her one and only treasure is missing. She looked up and saw the person holding the photo. This made her gnashing its beak. Marthal turns his eyesight to the Blaziken, being enraged by this. She snatches her photo in blinding speed from his hand and holds deeply to her chest. He startled. And at same time, amazed; he looked down at her shutting her eyes and sobbing again. He kinda felt sympathy for her and asked her, "Is that your friend?"
The Blaziken didn't say anything but replied with a nod. Marthal sighed sincerely and sits down beside her. He hesitates how very close he really is at the female Blaziken but fear has been put aside as he comforts to calm her down. He placed his hand at her shoulder and patted her several times. She turns to look at the person in teary eyes as she immediately cuddles onto his chest and continues crying some more. Suddenly, Marthal is really surprised to this shocking progress. The first thought to mind that talking to her would be impossible but somehow, he finally understand what she's saying. He embraces her gently around her and patted her back, feeling awkward of his doing.
He could feel her warmth puncturing through his red plated armor and cannot figure this sensational emotion. He stayed like this until her tears has faded.Chapter End Notes:I thank you all for reading. I am honored if you enjoy this story and I planned to continue until then