The Second Regiment: The Encounter V
Zemislav's POV:
. . .
*a moment of silence*
Hmm....
*smile in awkwardness*
I do hope my son Alucard, did not successfully inherit this kind of ability.
*awkward silence*
*smile childishly*
. . .
But I think, it's yes.
There's a high chance that my dear son did not able to inherit this kind of ability, since my grandmother told me that, she didn't inherit something like this.
*sigh*
For now, it's safe to assume that my son failed to inherit this traits.
And also...
Heheheheheh!
I... didn't follow the traditional way of my tribesmen tradition of delivering, which was my mother's ancestors did.
BECAUSE I'M A F*CK*NG DAD??! I have my own decisions, so WHO CARES??!!
*tch!*
F*CK THOSE B*LLSH*TS who persuaded my beloved wife to undergo the same procedures of delivering like my mother's ancestors did.
*pweh!*
. . .
AHAHAHAHAHAH!!!!
. . .
*smiles awkwardly*
So pretty much to say, my son didn't inherit it.
. . .
I believe so.
. . .
WHY DOES AN *SSH*LE LIKE ME SO F*CK*NG WORRIED???!!!
WAHAHAHAHAAH!!!
Of course my my-!?
OooOoohHhh! This f*ck*r don't intend to stop!
BAH-HA!!!
That's me!
Heheheheheh!
. . .
*smile awkwardly*
. . .
Frankly speaking, this ability...
Have been helping me to hunt down demons.
I know it's f*ck*ng creepy to have this kind of ability but...
. . .
This ability of mine greatly helped me during my missions.
. . .
PROMISE! I don't lie.
. . .
As of now, I don't see this ability as a burden to me.
. . .
Naaaah!
I swear just have to swear that I'll use it to save many people as I can.
. . .
Through the aid of this ability which was inherited by my mother's genes.
- - 1 minute before Midnight - -
Alright!
After all that observation we had...
*they saw that they bleed the young dark elf and put it's blood to a weird-looking chalice*
*glug!* *glug* *glug*
*And the what-so called priest or leader of heretics is citing rites*
*Zemislav's eyes are shivering due to anger*
I couldn't bare to watch the same scene that happened in the past.
*flashback of the scene where young Zemislav witnessed the gruesome ritual of Dark Elf Sacrifice in his younger years*
*grit*
But I have to endure it...
*clenching of fist*
And let those detestable demons come out in their f*ck*ng Haven of theirs.
*tch!*
WHAT A-!?
*a moment of silence*
I'd better stop trashtalking my mind.
It's so frigging useless trashtalking to my self.
. . .
As I keep on witnessing the gruesome ritual, I couldn't help myself to make my appearance and badly stop it.
*grit*
*flashback on his younger days when he is still a hunter*
*young Zemislav was lying on the ground, holding his sword, torned chainmail, filled with bruises and severe wounds.*
*young Zemislav heavy panting*
*blood drips on his forehead*
*as young Zemislav glances on the altar, despite having a blurry vision, he can still see the images of the Dark elf, who's looking at his direction, all chained and ragged clothing*
*chains clanging*
*tears dripping from the dark Elf's face*
*he desperately reach his hand towards the dark elf who's engulfed with dark mist*
*young Zemislav reaches his hand towards the dark elf who is now facing at the cliff*
*the Dark elf took a moment to look at the young Zemislav and she fell to the cliff*
*young Zemislav's eyes, shakes in disbelief*
*he, who hopelessly witnessed the scene*
*tears drips on his face*
*cries in disbelief and clenches his fist with hatred*
*he glares towards the heretic, dark elves*
*in severe anger*
. . .
My hands, is shivering...
But it's not fear...
But rather, severe anger... that has been mustered up in my thoughts.
. . .
I-
*the moment when Zemislav's slowly mustering his anger and becomes murderous intent, Tigreal showed up*
"A brave man never hides in the Bush!"
- Tigreal yells.
! ! !
*all of them were surprised*
*Tigreal stomped the ground, prepared his sword and shield for combat*
"A true hero has come to help!"
- Tigreal yells and jumped to the scene.
*Zemislav, who's slowly being eaten by his anger, startled of Tigreal's sudden actions*
"What the-?!"
- I said in shock.
*Tigreal dashes towards the altar at extreme speed*
. . .
*Zemislav lowered his head for a moment*
*he took a moment to look at Tigreal and he remembered some memories*
*at that moment, the delusions of Zemislav reverts back to reality*
*Zemislav reaches his hand desperately*
"TIGREAL!!!"
- I yelled.
Tigreal's POV:
*sigh*
Why do we keep on hiding in the bush??
*impatience*
Can't they see that the- ?!
*Tigreal accidently glanced on his mentor*
! ! !
*looking at his Mentor, he noticed that his mentor is severely shivering, and gritting in anger*
Mentor Zemislav... Your....
*Zemislav's expression is so murderous as he looked towards the altar*
. . .
This scene.....
*watching the ritual taking place at the Altar*
It's too much for you...
*Tigreal noticed that Zemislav's been clenching his fist greatly*
But....
. . .
*Zemislav glares at the Altar*
Why didn't you make your move?
Why are we still hiding in this disgusting bush?
*a moment of silence*
*grit*
If you don't act, then....
*Tigreal stand up boldly*
I WILL!!
*STOMP!!!*
. . .
I stand valiantly and...
"A brave man never hides in the bush!"
- I yell.
*all members were startled by Tigreal's sudden outburst*
As I stand, I remembered what my father used to say...
"If you hesitate, it'll lead to your downfall."
- my father said.
. . .
*STOMP!!!*
"A true hero has come to help!"
- I yelled and head towards the altar.
*Tigreal dashes towards the Altar*
*while running, Tigreal take a moment to say some things in his thoughts*
If mentor Zemislav won't act, then...
*Tigreal grips his sword and shield firmly*
I shall be the one to act and stop those heretics.
Narrator's POV:
With no hesitation and guilt, Tigreal stands and charges to the Altar.
To stop the said ritual.
*armor clanging while Tigreal runs toward the Altar*
Zemislav, who's watching behind Tigreal...
*Zemislav stares at Tigreal*
Remembered the days, when he failed to protect his dark elf friend.
*flashback of his younger days*
. . .
*Zemislav remembered the laugh of his Dark Elf friend*
*a dark elf friend of Zemislav, who stands in front of him towards a raged Jeweltoise and dashes to stop it's attack*
*Zemislav, who's immobilized due to Jeweltoise magical attacks, watches his friend hopelessly as she dashes towards the Jeweltoise*
*the dark elf, uses a slight amount of moon grace and calms the raged Jeweltoise*
*GLOW!!!*
. . .
*young Zemislav, carefully watches his dark elf friend who calms the enraged Jeweltoise as she stands up above, smiles as the moon light shines her azure-like hair*
*wind breeze howling*
*the land breeze, that blows the leaves in the air*
*as the same wind that blows her longish, azure-like hair*
*wind howling*
*she smiled towards the young Zemislav, full of hope and happiness*
. . .
*scene glitches from starry night to the gruesome altar*
*young Zemislav, who desperately stops the heretic dark elves from sacrificing his friend*
*he even insist and he battled them madly and got injured afterwards*
*his dark elf friend, stops him not to fight back as it is her destiny to be Chosen as a Sacrificial Offering to the Demons*
*young Zemislav could not accept this twisted tradition of theirs, so he dashes towards the heretics*
*CLANG!!!*
*but he's too weak*
*KAHACK!!!!!*
*and injured that it made him vulnerable of being caught*
. . .
*but still*
*gritting*
*he ceaselessly resist the restraints that the dark elves did, but he got beaten instead*
*grunts*
*his dark elf friend begs them to stop, and offered them that she's willing to do their wishes*
*the dark elf walks to the near-end of the cliff, sobbing as slight moonlight that shone to her*
*young Zemislav, who's lying on the ground, injured and exhausted could not do anything but watch*
*shivering*
*young Zemislav watched the whole process even though it really against his mentality*
. . .
*young Zemislav remembered that he still have a tricks up on his sleeve but, seeing his dark elf friend surrendered to them, he couldn't unleash it*
*a powerful spell, which is naturally blessed in him*
*firm gripping*
*after the Sacrificial rites, his dark elf friend engulfed with dark mist, as she fell on the cliff as she looked at him, all pleased and glad*
*that he was okay*
. . .
*young Zemislav take a moment to see her fall to the cliff, and let's out a great shout of Anger*
*SHOUTS!!!*
. . .
*a moment of silence*
. . .
*back to reality where Zemislav's surprised*
. . .
Zemislav, who's shocked on Tigreal's actions...
*Zemislav watches Tigreal dashes to the enemy fearlessly*
If only he acted with no hesitation in mind in the past, like Tigreal...
*Zemislav remembered the things he failed to do*
*he grips his hand firmly due to regret*
He could've prevented the ritual in the past.
*Zemislav remembered the scene where his dark elf friend fell off the cliff*
. . .
He could've saved his dark elf friend.
*Zemislav remembered his younger years where all he did last time is just watching his friend being sacrificed*
*and tears fell down on her eyes of being relieved that her friend, Zemislav is okay*
*and the skies, who's moonlight that peeks towards the thick clouds of darkness and shines the position of the dark elf, vanished*
*as the dark elf fell towards the depths of darkness*
. . .
*a moment of silence*
He was left speechless under the bush and didn't realized that his companions have jumped to the scene already.
"Tigreal, that bastard!"
- Sir Yvel said in annoyance.
*every Regiment members jumps to the scene*
*armor clanging rapidly*
. . .
So, the regiment stopped the ritual because of Tigreal's sudden outburst.
*meanwhile, Margarette's about to enter the battle but suddenly, she noticed that her husband didn't move an inch*
*Margarette go to his side*
"Sweety! Hey??!"
- Margarette pats him.
"Are you just gonna stand there like watching you're watching an action movie?"
- Margarette snapped Zemislav from blank state.
*Zemislav didn't noticed Margarette's words because of spacing*
*but soon after, he came back to his senses*
"Huh?"
- Zemislav said confusedly.
*Zemislav shown her a confused state which made Margarette pissed*
"Don't just 'Huh?' me!?"
- Margarette said in a pissed tone.
*Margarette SLAP his nape*
"Everyone's there already! You gotta do something."
- Margarette worriedly ask.
*Zemislav's still spacing as he soothes the pain of his nape*
*Zemislav took a moment to watch the surrounding and he noticed that everyone are all on action*
"Ah! OH SHOOT!!"
- Zemislav shockingly reacted.
*Zemislav quickly stand up*
"What in a b*llsh*t did I just-!?"
- Zemislav ask in shock.
"Quit yapping and DO SOMETHING YOU DECREPIT OLD F**L!!!"
- Margarette shouts in an annoyed tone.
*Margarette KICKS HIS BUTT*
*KICK!!!*
*and Zemislav reacted in pain*
"YAWCH!!!!"
- Zemislav whined.
. . .
Zemislav and Margarette started their move.
*while the two of them heads towards the scene, Zemislav commands*
"Everyone! Restrain all the Dark elves! I repeat, Restrain the Dark Elves!"
- Zemislav commands as he run quickly to the scene.
*all members heard Zemislav's order*
"YES SIR!"
- all yell.
*Zemislav and Margarette separated ways*
*Zemislav heads towards the supposedly offering of the demons*
"DO NOT LET THE SACRIFICIAL OFFERING BE OFFERED TO THE ABYSS! PROTECT HER AT ALL COST!"
- Zemislav shouted as he quickly head towards the young Dark Elf at the cliff.
The second regiment tried their best to restrain all the dark elves that resides in the Altar.
*all of them busy restraining the heretics*
As for the young sacrifice, she's about to leap the cliff, and ready to sacrifice herself for the sake of all the Dark Elven tribe.
But...
*armor clanging in footsteps intensifies*
The moment she's about to leap...
*Zemislav grabbed the young, Dark Elf*
*GRAB!!!*
*the dark elf was surprised*
. . .
Zemislav came just in time and grabbed the Dark elf on his arms.
"Got you!"
- Zemislav let's out a exhaustion smile.
*Zemislav heavily pants*
The Dark Elf stares at Zemislav, all scared and shivering.
- - - Meanwhile - - -
[ After the conflict ]
Everything have calmed down.
*the dark elves' heretics lay on the floor, all chained*
*chain sounds*
All the Dark elves' heretics were restrained and the young Dark elf...
*sobbing*
Was saved successfully.
*Zemislav pats the crying dark elf gently on her head*
When everything subdued, most of the regiment knights were scolding Tigreal near the cliff.
"You... AUDACIOUS LITTLE BRAT!!! How could you just jump in without waiting our Leader's signal??! ARE YOU COMPLETELY OUT OF YOUR MIND, BRAT??!"
- Laurel ( Made-up name ) angrily said.
". . ."
- Tigreal gone quiet.
*Barry stepped in*
"Sir Tigreal, your actions are quite remarkable yet it is still considered as absurd. Your actions might put the young Dark Elf's life to danger. What if-?"
- Barry said.
"Geez! This brat really want us to get in trouble dude!!!"
- Alden said.
"Such bold entrance yet, what a complete imbecile, isn't that right Captain Zemislav?"
- Heldrick frowns.
*Zemislav gone quiet*
. . .
"*hmph!*"
- Tigreal let's out a confident sigh.
*all of them were surprised*
"It's better to act that way than watching the whole process that's against your will."
- Tigreal pouts childishly.
". . ."
- Zemislav gone quiet.
"I don't care about the Dark Elf's life."
- Tigreal confidently admit.
"It doesn't even concerned me a little bit of conscience. But..."
- Tigreal said confidently.
*Tigreal take a moment to stare at his mentor*
. . .