Here I come... The Start of a Journey

[Retane]

Predators rely on their insticts and strengths to be just what they are... Predators. They are territorial and eliminate those that threaten their dominion. But a predator can also be prey, out in the wilderness, only the strongest survive...

The Emerald Fiend glanced back at the others for only a second before he sped ahead. Retane needed to think, and all the talking was starting to annoy him. He wasn't sure if it was the orgosynth was fueling his drive towards anger, or if he was generally like this. He remembered that he had felt emotion, anger, sadness, pain, and other feelings before he had chose to wear the symbiote. Perhaps it was everything going on at once that was blocking his thought process. The Namekian couldn't be sure. For now he would allow his instincts to guide him.

As the Emerald Warrior was alone and further ahead, he calmed himself. Although the urge for battle pulsated inside himself, he had time to prepare himself for what might come next. He let his mind settle on everything that had transpired and had to chuckle to himself in a mocking tone, "Impress you? What is this? Some kind of test? Do you really think your tests matter to me?"

Retane laughed even louder as he thought more on the words, "I am not here to impress you. My mission now is to show these fools that The Horsemen are here. To show them that I have come. "

The Namekian had come to the jungle to make his home. Deep down inside he knew he would feel at home here because of his heritage and their attunement towards nature. It also intrigued his sense of adventure and the possible chance of honing his skills and becoming even stronger. Here there were predators and there were prey. THe Emerald Fiend would show them that it was a Namekian that ruled this jungle.

Unlike the Empire, there were no cameras to watch him, no one to watch his every move. Just a natural habitat to sate his lust. The symbiote didn't affect nor cause these those feelings, but the Namek felt that it did enjoy them.

The Emerald Warrior moved forward at his fastest speed. The Namekian couldn't allow himself to lose two comrades. He had spared them, and allowed them to walk away, but they had chosen to follow him. He wouldn't allow them to go to their death. If they were dead, then all elves would share their wounds, and if another creature was found responsible for the prisoners of war, not directly involved in this war, then they would die as well. Retane was sure of himself of this.

It was then that his eyes saw a group ahead. As Retane neared, he caught sight of about fifteen off-green creatures with crude weapons surrounding a smaller gathering. The aggressors were goblins, he figured. The Green warrior charged on though, he needed a better few and even sped up.

Encircled, were a count of seven; Two elves, brandishing swords; Three humans, one with two swords, another with knuckleblades, and the third was bent down with a scroll opened infron of him.; The other two were his comrades, Sverit and Gulish. The siblings were bound and helpless, their weapons and equipment had been stripped and piled up nearby. Retane felt he understood and respected the elves and humans position, but as those were his comrades, he hated to see them unable to protect themselves, especially when the others were outnumbered three to one.

Retane lglanced at, and snarled at the black arrow that had rested in his shoulder. Perhaps it would make an impact at gaining some allies, he thought, or be an intimidating factor at the very least, and slashed a light cut at his cloak. He cast away the garment so that his dark green and red camoflauge clothing showed and the crude arrow stuck out his shoulder. He would bare the pain a few more moent he decided. He charged to energy orbs in his hands then and fired at the outer circle, then fired two more just to make sure he made his point.

As the orbs hit their marks on time and exploded, there where calls of confusion. The Emerald Warrior reached the brink of the explosion, which had kicked up a cloud of debris in the area. He lepft up into the air and with a flip and a well aimed guess landed where he wanted.

The cloud of dust was settling, but he could see the prone shadows of his comrades. The Namekian bent low and whispered into one ear and then into the other, "I am here. Not now but when the time is right, protect yourselves."

With his words he slashed the cords that bound them. No matter what they would need to try and relax their muscles, though would still be slow to react. Retane stood up then, as the cloud finally vanished. Two orbs of energy had been called forth to rest between his green fingers.

The goblins, elves and humans were disoriented and dumbfounded. It was the goblins that spoke in a weird languange calling and pointing at him that caused the other five to glance back. Their reactions were of simple confusion and they didn't know whether to be worried about Retane, or those surrounding him.

The Emerald Fiend knew he would make an impact, this way and knew he would cause some confusion, still he wanted to test this arrow idea out, "I'm glad that you have kept my friends safe, though, I am trying to figure out why you would bound them and leave them alive and defenseless when you are outnumbered?" The Namekian let his words sink in for a moment. "They have done nothing to you and are with me-"

"Damned you orc scum", One of the elves called out as he slashed at Retane. The Horsemen saw the attack coming and bent low in a spinning motion, coming around and bringing his foot up to connect with the elf's hand. The blade flew off and to the side. It spun and planted deep into the skull one unexpected globlin.

There was silence and the imp fell back towards its death. As the green body hit the ground, all eyes turned back to the namek. Retane let his eyes scour scross the visages of all those around him. Anger, panic, shock, confusion; They were all portrayed and then some. Retane only smiled a wicked grin, "You're move. Any that try to attack me or my comrades, will fall here, and I will see to it that all your other friends follow you as a consequence to you. Let it be on your consceince"

Again, more silence, but the Emerald Warrior could see he had hurt the elf's pride. The eyes, sometimes, were windows to the soul, and his soul betrayed him that next moment as he reached for a hiden dagger and tried again. The chorded muscles of Retane flexed as he kicked up and slammed a knee into the jaw of the agressor. As the Namekian took to the air a black javelin flew passed him in a wild miss. The Emerald Fiend glanced down as he began his decent. He loosed his two orbs at two different green brutes and drove a foot down ontop of another.

Four goblins had fallen, along with an elf, the namek counted as he glanced at the body behind him and the two lifeless corpses that had burn marks on their faces. Again, theses were weak warriors. He thought about giving another warning, but decided agaisnt as everyone broke out into a scuffle. The human's and hellions started at each other and the second elf charged Retane from behind. Sverit and Gulish rolled away, avoiding combat and toward their gear.

The namekian caught site of the silver haired fighter just in time to throw up an arm to take the hit and gash through his forearm. While the blade sat embedded into his limb, The Horseman launched his free arm into elf's chest sending him back. The Namekian knew he wouldn't be back in this fight anymore. He saw the humans struggling against the goblins, and his comrades still reaching for their arms. THe Namekian had told them to protect themselves, not to kill so they were fine for now.

Three human targets and eleven goblins still remained. The humans were ok, until they crossed the line. The elves were the ones that had bound his comrades, they deserved their fate. Retane took one hand and reached behind his back,and the other at the front, snapping the head off the arrow and yanking it out with a low grunt. The warrior didn't hesitate and stabbed the nearest victim with the shaft and launched the head into the mouth of another screaming imp. Nine goblins remaned.

The humans were outnumbered then as he realized that one was still bent over the scrolls of weird inked parchment. The swordwielder and being with the knuckle blades were actually doing their best to protect him. Six were on them, and his comrades had their little bit of gear armed and ready, but hey held off. The Namekian Warrior had to smirk a bi, as he had intrsucted them to protect themselves. Not anyone else.

The Emerald Feind turned back and dodged the trifecta of assualted with a spinning feint. He twisted himself and let the trio clang their weapons together and spread his arms wide, clasping and brining two of their skulls together in a solid thud and slight squich of flesh. THe third studd there and blinked as his comrades dropped to the ground. Retane only took the moment to grab the goblins skull and bash the namek's own cranium agaisnt it, in a solid headbutt.

All that remained were the three humans and six goblins that were in contestant. from the side Sverit called out, "Watch it Retane, those are ninja. They are skilled in fighting"

Ninja? Skilled in fighting? They weren't doing it right. The namekian moved in and wrapped his hands around another imp and with a quick snatch, severed the spine. The body dropped and would soon be done with it's life. It got the attention of the others and the knuckleblade ninja let out a whisper, " I am pretty sure this guy is neither of goblin or orc made..."

A goblin next to Retane barked something in his own language and the namekian couldn't help but render him voiceless with a slash. THe namekian thought he had made his point and even took the time to watch the creature's blackish blood spill onto the soil.

He watched, then, as a shadow jumped above him with a flip and swung a weapon at his head. The Emerald Warrior caught the bluish glow in the sunlight and realized that the swing wasn't aimed at him, but had deflected a crude blade from coming at his own throat.

Retane was spent. He maybe had one more trick up his sleeve, but still he needed some help. He hadn't seen his comrade since they had split up. They knew it was risky but this is what they lived for. They were The Horsemen. Still, this target was faster then he was and the Emerald Warrior was getting tired. He was suppose to have finished this battle and his target and been there to help his friend. He could not fail him. He refused to. He let out a growl as he rose from his kneeling and moving to let out a snarl till he saw the sharp knife coming at his throat. He was screwed. It was too fast,

A sword cut the killing blade in half. It was the Brave Sword that made the sing. The Namekian knew who weilded the Brave Sword, Tapion. The Mohekian landed with ease and cast a flash of a smile then turned to a stern look, "Seems the intel was screwed up. Don't you hate it when it happens?"

"Seems to be happening a lot lately", Retane barked, "Minoshia would kill me if I let you die."

"Hah! You would let my brother kill you? We are the Horsemen, but you care more about me then my brother. We all know this." The Mohekian laughed.

"I don't care. I promised I would keep an eye on you. It's a promise I have tried to keep...." Retane spoke.

'Yeah in the Abyss you lost it and ascended. I know how much you care for me. You dont have to admit it. I wouldn't let you die if could help it either." The Konat winked as he called upong his own powers.

The namek snapped to, as he had the instant flashback. In front of him, was the white haired human, Jack. Frost offered a light smile, though he was nervous. Retane staired him in the eyes for a few seconds, and glanced behind in the direction he had come from. The Lythians were slow and he had rushed to get here. THe Namekian didn't know what to do or think.