Lord of Chaos
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- Chapter 1 - Prologue -
âArchers! Ready!â
âFire!â
The sky darkened as thousands of wooden projectiles filled the sky above the blood soaked battle field. Steel clashed against steel as sword and spear were all brought to bear. The sound of blood lusting screams and Battle Chargers being brought down with or without their riders filled the once placid air filling it with the scent of death and the metallic smell of blood.
âReady!â
They were the only words Ichigo could make out over the battle which unfolded before him. He could no longer tell which side he belonged to. The cluster **** before him no longer had two visible sides, only one giant group of animals fiercely grabbing at each otherâs throats â They were no better than dogs.
âFire!â
A second hail of wooden projectiles darkened the sky above him and he watched as the arrows rained down over the pack of dogs without regard of friendlies within the pack;
Collateral damage
Or something like that they called it, either way it was sickening. Gargled screams came from the group as arrowheads pierced armour and flesh alike. Despite the fact that the archers were hitting their own army is was apparent that the kingâs army was winning. It was for this reason he and the others had been called. Petty conjurers they had been called by the general public but it was known by very few that is was only a way to make a living, their powers ran far deeper than that. Within the minority who knew them they were known as kings, each of them wielding powers beyond human comprehension yet at the same time it was rumoured that any who stood against them would never live to tell of their encounter.
Ichigo glanced to his left where a second one of his team of four was standing who turned his head slightly towards Ichigo.
âIt is time Blaze. Letâs finish what we came for.â
The man addressed as Blaze nodded and stepped ahead of the group of four who all donned similar hooded cloaks which shrouded their faces in shadow removing his own. His short, spiky hair rustled free of the cloaks hood and glowed with a vibrant orange as the sun shone down on it.
âReady!â
Ichigo looked around to the other two and nodded then began to approach the battlefield.
âFire!â
Blaze grinned as the sky darkened to a cloud of arrows, holding his right arm over the opposite shoulder he threw it outwards until it was fully extended to his side and one by one the wooden arrows ignited.
For that second the battle drew to a halt as the darkened sky lit up with thousands of tiny pieces of burning shrapnel which rained down over the two battling armies.
From the safety of his castle the king looked down over the battle and noticed the amber haired man with his arm outstretched as the burning debris fell around him and the three others who were approaching the warring armies. Biting down on his lip he cursed under his breath as his battle assessors stood in awe watching as the other three cloaked figures removed their hoods revealing a male accompanied by two females. Ichigo - A man with short white scruffy hair, Rikura - A cute girl with shoulder length maroon hair and Mika - Another beautiful girl with short dark blue hair.
âOh no...â The king frantically turned to his group of advisors and ordered the remaining factions of his forces be deployed to kill the four cloaked attackers.
âSire... Are you sure? That would leave you with no defence should the enemy breach the castle walls.â One replied.
âJust do it!â
The advisors agreed in unison and walked off into the castle to summon the remaining forces to war leaving the king to sit biting his bottom lip unaware it had begun bleeding.
As the two armies stood as if stuck in time staring towards the sky wondering what had happened moments before Ichigo spoke up above the masses.
âArmy of Altarforge! Throw down your weapons and surrender this castle immediately.â
The two armies began whispering amongst each other, neither army knew who these four were nor were they told of any such people arriving. One knight stepped forward from the group, his armour stained with blood and dented in various areas across his chest and shoulders.
âAnd who are you? Some priest trying to keep peace in this world of violence and bloodshed? Do not mock us with your foolish ideals.â
Mika laughed, âMore fools who would rather think with their ****s than with their heads.â
A second soldier stepped forward eyeing Mika.
âI guess we are in a way, but thatâs okay. Once we are done killing your friends and these idiots we will show you just how much we think with our ****s little girl.â
The knight leered sideways at the soldier who was clearly not all there.
Mika turned to Rikura and gestured towards the pigheaded soldier.
âYou want him?â
âUgh.. Heâs all yours.â Rikura gaged before she turned away and walked over beside Ichigo waving her hand as if shooing something.
Mika chuckled turning to face the soldier who was still ogling her chest which wasnât well disguised even under the robes. She smiled, footmen were such pigs.
Slowly she turned her gaze he Blaze who could only see her looking at him from the corner of his eye, gently he nodded his head and at that exact moment the footmen burst into flames. One by one the flame spread from soldier to soldier, with the exception of the knight who had stood forward in protest of their abrupt interruption.
As the group of soldiers began rolling around in panic trying to put themselves out the four approached the knight yet only Ichigo spoke.
âConsider yourself lucky, we are going to spare your life provided you do us a favour.â
The knight gulped, looking over his shoulder at the burning bodies which ran around in anarchy behind him, screaming in pain as the flesh was burnt from their bones one by one falling to the blood stained earth.
The knight turned back to Ichigo and knelt down bowing his head.
âWhat is it that you wish.â
As the remnants of the kings army rushed towards the castle gates they were interrupted by a single knight, a knight who was loyal to the king who stopped the army entirely.
The uneasy warrior stood tall, standing above the force and boldly addressing them.
âSoldiers and followers of the great king! Allow me passage to him so that I may put this bloodshed to an end!â
The army muttered amongst themselves in unison however they knew the price of ignoring the orders of a high ranking knight.
As the army parted like an ocean of water the king himself and his advisors stood at the end.
Without hesitation the knight walked through the parted sea of soldiers willing their lives for the safety and protection of their king but it was at that very moment the negotiations ended. Before even the first words of peace had been mentioned the knight heard the great wooden doors of the outer rim of the castle splinter and break. In an instant the sea of soldiers closed around him as if he wasnât even there. The distant sounds of flames licking at wooden huts and strong gusts of wind knocking over piles of crates and food stocks itched at the back of his neck making him more and more nervous.
As the army of soldiers readied for the oncoming battle the knight paused in thought, staring at the massive wooden doors which were the last barrier between the four conjurers and the remnants of the kingâs army.
It wasnât until he could hear winds of the storm king battering against the final blockade the he realised he was walking forward towards the doors muttering under his breath.
âNo... Itâs not over; I have not completed my task.â
The great doors cracked loudly against the brass bars which locked the doors from invaders, louder and louder in protest of the winds which smashed against them until finally everything gave way. The shields of the army raised in one singular motion creating a wall of iron and before them all stood the knight whom had lost his place in the world from the moment the four had spared his life and in that moment, when all had become so unclear to him, the doors gave way.
Thousands of large splinters and chunks of bronze framework flew into every direction of the room hailing over the wall of shields which stood to protect the king from harm leaving the room echoing with the screaming knight whoâs flesh was shredded wherever his armour didnât cover it.
Carefully the king glanced over the wall of shields to look at this attacker instantly recognising Ichigo.
âIt has been a long time since we last met Ichigo. How have you been?â
Ichigo remained silent, the hurricane like winds which swirled around him tugging at his robes.
The king could only laugh, this was the Ichigo he knew.
âKill them all.â
The wall of shields dropped and the sound of unsheathing swords echoed throughout the room.
Ichigo turned to his left with a smirk on his face.
âRikura, itâs time.â
Rikura nodded stepping towards the army.
Sparks of lightning crashed outward from underneath her robes and as the army began its charge forward in unison her powers kicked in.
Each soldiers sword and shield became heavy, the face of each individual turned to fear as one by one they realised what was happening, their weapons were being drawn towards their armour. Inch by inch the soldiers struggled to hold their weapons at bay until they finally gave out.
Blood spewed onto the cold marble and slate floor, as sword and shield alike rattled and clanged to the ground followed by the meaty thuds of soldiers falling into pools of their own blood. The king froze as if time had held the moment inside his eyes for him to see.
The sight burned into his mind and he dropped to his knees before Ichigo who was by now standing at his side.
âOnly one more life needs to be taken today.â
The king nodded, his body trembling with disbelief as Ichigo stepped closer.
As the gurgled scream filled the room as Mika stood over the bleeding body of the knight who was still alive, if only barely.
âYou made a good tool for a period there.â
The knight forced out a weary smile showing his blood stained teeth as it dripped from the corner of his mouth.
âFor that, congratulations, you get to live.â
The knight chucked painfully, cringing after the first few exhales.
Mika smiled, running her hand over the knightâs plate mail before standing up and walking over to Ichigo and Blaze.
âInform that half-wit that his castle has been cleared.â Muttered Ichigo over his shoulder to Blaze.
Blaze nodded and looked over to the knight before turning to Mika smiling.
âYou can be such a cruel girl sometimes.â
Mika shot back a cute smile and began walking over to the kingâs beheaded body.
âDo you really need to take his head off?â
Ichigo glared in response, picking up the head and tossing it to her.
âYou go with Blaze and get this sorted out.â
Mika smiled.
âYou know, Ichi, you shouldnât get so uptight about this whole thing. Plus, you and angry donât blend well.â
Ichigo snarled.
âI told you not to call me that.â
Mika only laughed over her shoulder in response as she turned and headed out behind Blaze who only glanced down at the knight on his way out.
âSorry mate.â He grinned gesturing over at Mika, âYou know how they get at that time of the month.â
âI heard that *******!â grumbled Mika over Blazeâs shoulder, slapping him in the black of the head hard enough to knock him slightly off balance.
Blaze grumbled and saluted the knight before walking out with Mika in tow.
The knight could only lay there, pondering at what the orange haired man had meant when his armour began to rust and break apart falling into his wounds. It was only then that he realised, but it was too late to even beg for forgiveness or give his final requests.
âArchers! Ready!â
âFire!â
The sky darkened as thousands of wooden projectiles filled the sky above the blood soaked battle field. Steel clashed against steel as sword and spear were all brought to bear. The sound of blood lusting screams and Battle Chargers being brought down with or without their riders filled the once placid air filling it with the scent of death and the metallic smell of blood.
âReady!â
They were the only words Ichigo could make out over the battle which unfolded before him. He could no longer tell which side he belonged to. The cluster **** before him no longer had two visible sides, only one giant group of animals fiercely grabbing at each otherâs throats â They were no better than dogs.
âFire!â
A second hail of wooden projectiles darkened the sky above him and he watched as the arrows rained down over the pack of dogs without regard of friendlies within the pack;
Collateral damage
Or something like that they called it, either way it was sickening. Gargled screams came from the group as arrowheads pierced armour and flesh alike. Despite the fact that the archers were hitting their own army is was apparent that the kingâs army was winning. It was for this reason he and the others had been called. Petty conjurers they had been called by the general public but it was known by very few that is was only a way to make a living, their powers ran far deeper than that. Within the minority who knew them they were known as kings, each of them wielding powers beyond human comprehension yet at the same time it was rumoured that any who stood against them would never live to tell of their encounter.
Ichigo glanced to his left where a second one of his team of four was standing who turned his head slightly towards Ichigo.
âIt is time Blaze. Letâs finish what we came for.â
The man addressed as Blaze nodded and stepped ahead of the group of four who all donned similar hooded cloaks which shrouded their faces in shadow removing his own. His short, spiky hair rustled free of the cloaks hood and glowed with a vibrant orange as the sun shone down on it.
âReady!â
Ichigo looked around to the other two and nodded then began to approach the battlefield.
âFire!â
Blaze grinned as the sky darkened to a cloud of arrows, holding his right arm over the opposite shoulder he threw it outwards until it was fully extended to his side and one by one the wooden arrows ignited.
For that second the battle drew to a halt as the darkened sky lit up with thousands of tiny pieces of burning shrapnel which rained down over the two battling armies.
From the safety of his castle the king looked down over the battle and noticed the amber haired man with his arm outstretched as the burning debris fell around him and the three others who were approaching the warring armies. Biting down on his lip he cursed under his breath as his battle assessors stood in awe watching as the other three cloaked figures removed their hoods revealing a male accompanied by two females. Ichigo - A man with short white scruffy hair, Rikura - A cute girl with shoulder length maroon hair and Mika - Another beautiful girl with short dark blue hair.
âOh no...â The king frantically turned to his group of advisors and ordered the remaining factions of his forces be deployed to kill the four cloaked attackers.
âSire... Are you sure? That would leave you with no defence should the enemy breach the castle walls.â One replied.
âJust do it!â
The advisors agreed in unison and walked off into the castle to summon the remaining forces to war leaving the king to sit biting his bottom lip unaware it had begun bleeding.
As the two armies stood as if stuck in time staring towards the sky wondering what had happened moments before Ichigo spoke up above the masses.
âArmy of Altarforge! Throw down your weapons and surrender this castle immediately.â
The two armies began whispering amongst each other, neither army knew who these four were nor were they told of any such people arriving. One knight stepped forward from the group, his armour stained with blood and dented in various areas across his chest and shoulders.
âAnd who are you? Some priest trying to keep peace in this world of violence and bloodshed? Do not mock us with your foolish ideals.â
Mika laughed, âMore fools who would rather think with their ****s than with their heads.â
A second soldier stepped forward eyeing Mika.
âI guess we are in a way, but thatâs okay. Once we are done killing your friends and these idiots we will show you just how much we think with our ****s little girl.â
The knight leered sideways at the soldier who was clearly not all there.
Mika turned to Rikura and gestured towards the pigheaded soldier.
âYou want him?â
âUgh.. Heâs all yours.â Rikura gaged before she turned away and walked over beside Ichigo waving her hand as if shooing something.
Mika chuckled turning to face the soldier who was still ogling her chest which wasnât well disguised even under the robes. She smiled, footmen were such pigs.
Slowly she turned her gaze he Blaze who could only see her looking at him from the corner of his eye, gently he nodded his head and at that exact moment the footmen burst into flames. One by one the flame spread from soldier to soldier, with the exception of the knight who had stood forward in protest of their abrupt interruption.
As the group of soldiers began rolling around in panic trying to put themselves out the four approached the knight yet only Ichigo spoke.
âConsider yourself lucky, we are going to spare your life provided you do us a favour.â
The knight gulped, looking over his shoulder at the burning bodies which ran around in anarchy behind him, screaming in pain as the flesh was burnt from their bones one by one falling to the blood stained earth.
The knight turned back to Ichigo and knelt down bowing his head.
âWhat is it that you wish.â
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As the remnants of the kings army rushed towards the castle gates they were interrupted by a single knight, a knight who was loyal to the king who stopped the army entirely.
The uneasy warrior stood tall, standing above the force and boldly addressing them.
âSoldiers and followers of the great king! Allow me passage to him so that I may put this bloodshed to an end!â
The army muttered amongst themselves in unison however they knew the price of ignoring the orders of a high ranking knight.
As the army parted like an ocean of water the king himself and his advisors stood at the end.
Without hesitation the knight walked through the parted sea of soldiers willing their lives for the safety and protection of their king but it was at that very moment the negotiations ended. Before even the first words of peace had been mentioned the knight heard the great wooden doors of the outer rim of the castle splinter and break. In an instant the sea of soldiers closed around him as if he wasnât even there. The distant sounds of flames licking at wooden huts and strong gusts of wind knocking over piles of crates and food stocks itched at the back of his neck making him more and more nervous.
As the army of soldiers readied for the oncoming battle the knight paused in thought, staring at the massive wooden doors which were the last barrier between the four conjurers and the remnants of the kingâs army.
It wasnât until he could hear winds of the storm king battering against the final blockade the he realised he was walking forward towards the doors muttering under his breath.
âNo... Itâs not over; I have not completed my task.â
The great doors cracked loudly against the brass bars which locked the doors from invaders, louder and louder in protest of the winds which smashed against them until finally everything gave way. The shields of the army raised in one singular motion creating a wall of iron and before them all stood the knight whom had lost his place in the world from the moment the four had spared his life and in that moment, when all had become so unclear to him, the doors gave way.
Thousands of large splinters and chunks of bronze framework flew into every direction of the room hailing over the wall of shields which stood to protect the king from harm leaving the room echoing with the screaming knight whoâs flesh was shredded wherever his armour didnât cover it.
Carefully the king glanced over the wall of shields to look at this attacker instantly recognising Ichigo.
âIt has been a long time since we last met Ichigo. How have you been?â
Ichigo remained silent, the hurricane like winds which swirled around him tugging at his robes.
The king could only laugh, this was the Ichigo he knew.
âKill them all.â
The wall of shields dropped and the sound of unsheathing swords echoed throughout the room.
Ichigo turned to his left with a smirk on his face.
âRikura, itâs time.â
Rikura nodded stepping towards the army.
Sparks of lightning crashed outward from underneath her robes and as the army began its charge forward in unison her powers kicked in.
Each soldiers sword and shield became heavy, the face of each individual turned to fear as one by one they realised what was happening, their weapons were being drawn towards their armour. Inch by inch the soldiers struggled to hold their weapons at bay until they finally gave out.
Blood spewed onto the cold marble and slate floor, as sword and shield alike rattled and clanged to the ground followed by the meaty thuds of soldiers falling into pools of their own blood. The king froze as if time had held the moment inside his eyes for him to see.
The sight burned into his mind and he dropped to his knees before Ichigo who was by now standing at his side.
âOnly one more life needs to be taken today.â
The king nodded, his body trembling with disbelief as Ichigo stepped closer.
As the gurgled scream filled the room as Mika stood over the bleeding body of the knight who was still alive, if only barely.
âYou made a good tool for a period there.â
The knight forced out a weary smile showing his blood stained teeth as it dripped from the corner of his mouth.
âFor that, congratulations, you get to live.â
The knight chucked painfully, cringing after the first few exhales.
Mika smiled, running her hand over the knightâs plate mail before standing up and walking over to Ichigo and Blaze.
âInform that half-wit that his castle has been cleared.â Muttered Ichigo over his shoulder to Blaze.
Blaze nodded and looked over to the knight before turning to Mika smiling.
âYou can be such a cruel girl sometimes.â
Mika shot back a cute smile and began walking over to the kingâs beheaded body.
âDo you really need to take his head off?â
Ichigo glared in response, picking up the head and tossing it to her.
âYou go with Blaze and get this sorted out.â
Mika smiled.
âYou know, Ichi, you shouldnât get so uptight about this whole thing. Plus, you and angry donât blend well.â
Ichigo snarled.
âI told you not to call me that.â
Mika only laughed over her shoulder in response as she turned and headed out behind Blaze who only glanced down at the knight on his way out.
âSorry mate.â He grinned gesturing over at Mika, âYou know how they get at that time of the month.â
âI heard that *******!â grumbled Mika over Blazeâs shoulder, slapping him in the black of the head hard enough to knock him slightly off balance.
Blaze grumbled and saluted the knight before walking out with Mika in tow.
The knight could only lay there, pondering at what the orange haired man had meant when his armour began to rust and break apart falling into his wounds. It was only then that he realised, but it was too late to even beg for forgiveness or give his final requests.
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