CH1 The Rebirth of PonA Chapter by Jones CrimsonPon and his sister are Chosen Ones.Fourteen was all they
were allowed. Fourteen years of family care, filled with nurturing and at
times hard work. They had to earn their way in life through service, not like
the elite at all, these children were fortunate as far as serfs are concerned
but fourteen was still far too little time. He and his sister were
a part of the realm's chosen by the divine as an advance team into the
darkness. Knowledge of countless battles were apportioned to them.
Their bodies were given the powers of advanced internal and external
mana. They were perfect warriors against the dark. An older subject in
that age would have been unusable. They were too far decayed from their
proper genome. They would not make suitable hosts for the spirits, even
the children suffered the side-effects of being too far different from the original
beings. The spirits were
wrong, though. The one who struggled the most with the spirits, Pon, was
the most powerful of them all. As the battles waged on, many fell.
The spirit towers sent wave after wave to destroy the enemy encampment
and were met with overwhelming assault teams contrasting their own. Only
the spirit users turned the tide of battle against the War God's outer reaches.
As such they were hunted with extreme prejudice. On the first day, half
the Spirit Knights fell. Half of those who didn't fall on the first day
died on the second or third day; not from battle but from tainted wounds
inflicted on the first. By the tenth day only forty-three remained, and
each of them knew that a single scratch would poison them beyond recovery. The
Spirits are the only thing allowing them to live in this harsh environment.
It allows them to live without sleep, food, or even breathable air but
the black taint weakens the spirits and drives them out. As the knights
dwindled in number day after day the battle became more and more difficult to
win. If they had known what they were up against and how to use their new
power the battle would have been won on the first day with ease. The
spirits were too complacent, they didn't know what it was like to be human.
They didn't account for fear or confusion. The assault was almost a
complete failure, a suicide run. Pon, however, had
limits and suffered fatigue and headaches from his spirit. Pon's weakness
made him smart. They made him responsible and drove him to work harder.
Pon protected his sister and himself for two years, over seven hundred
days. Long after everyone but he and his sister had perished Pon
developed a strategy that indefinitely held the ground with less units than the
enemy. Pon spread the spirit golems in lines outward from his base and
the enemy base, leading the the cross-section of the battlefield. The
enemy goblins and orcs, stupid and without direction, constantly spread
themselves thin across the entire field to attack whatever enemies they saw
first. Because the enemies
were spread thin Pon and his sister could easily wipe them out. The
golems held position at Pon's orders and grew in numbers. There were
times when enemies grouped together and charged the front line and times when
reinforcements would create a war party with which to flank the Spirit Tower.
Pon was not amused, even the planned attacks were completely
uncoordinated. How the ruler of this realm could possibly be a War God
was beyond his comprehension. It was as if this entire realm had been
abandoned by its benefactor. Pon was a human
contracted with an earth elemental spirit, though he lacked alignment.
His armor was stone and his sword was crystal. He focused on speed
and only ever used his attribute to shake the earth and disrupt enemy movements
in a small area. Unlike the countless others that died before him, Pon
never stood his ground. He was constantly fighting opponents who weren't
looking. His amazing strength made him capable of carrying his own weight
more efficiently than the enemy, and thusly he was the fastest of all the earth
attributes. After months of
planning and amassing the constantly assembling golems, Pon and his sister
recklessly abandoned their own base and rushed straight to the enemy spire.
When the enemies saw this they all turned on the advance team only to be
wiped out by the defensive line that move forward and broke formation to kill
off those who turned away. From all the southern field the enemy
encampment was assaulted and breached, the wall shook and fell under the
imposing might of Pon and the golems. Actually destroying
the spire was up to Pon's sister. Her spirit was a wind spirit. It
was a healer and a purifier, and it could remove the War God's touch from the arching
tower, though the black taint will remain there. She was proficient with
ranged attacks and operated at full capacity while standing on a golem in the
middle of the group. The golem she road atop would always hold up its
arms to protect her. Her weapon was a
transparent bow that compresses and fires the air itself. Pon complained
about the sound it made quite often. First there was no sound, the bow
received power from movement in the air, and then there was a loud ringing when
the arrows flew. At the foot of the
tower, Pon shed his stone skin and threw down his sword. He picked up his
sister and with all his force leapt into the air. At the peak of his jump
he threw his sister by the foot and she used the assisted jump to reach the
peak. She was prepared to shoot the few watchmen at the peak who had
killed so many and vexed her from afar for so long. She placed a hand
into the rift that the creatures drew power from and her spirit took the spire
with glee. A flash of light engulfs the field as Pon and his sister get pulled from the realm. This is not how the story of Pon ended. This is how the story of Pon began, reborn into his home world as one of two remaining spirit knights in all of existence. The War was over, but Pon was not satisfied with what little he had gained for it all. © 2016 Jones Crimson |
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1 Review Added on October 10, 2016 Last Updated on October 13, 2016 AuthorJones CrimsonNDAboutSeeking representation, contact for more information. I have complete works not posted here. I enjoy writing Fantasy, but I've had musings in almost all subjects; with the exception of Romance. .. more..Writing
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