SHORT RWBY Fan fic. Pyrrha in the world of Young Justice and being reunited with Jaune

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  Hey all, just wanted to get this story in my head out into the world. I have this whole story line planned out for what happens to Pyrrha after RWBY Volume 3 and how she's transported into the DC Young Justice universe. Below is a vision of what I want to have happen after an epic battle where Pyrrha and Jaune are finally reunited. I included a crossover element from My Hero Academia that can be replaced in the future, but it's been awesome imagining Pyrrha inheriting One for All to be used for one battle and seeing tons of different powerful characters from different worlds raising their hands (like a spirit bomb) to contribute power to Pyrrha. Enjoy!

Due to Pyrrha using the One for All to defeat the main villain, she needs to create distance between her friends from Young Justice because her left over power will destroy everything in the vicinity.
After she creates enough distance to be alone, she begins to cry and think of Jaune. She starts to pray to a God she doesn't know exists, saying she's made mistakes, but begs for a higher power to protect Jaune. She's died before, but this time feels all the more sorrowful.

"Pyrrha?"

It's Jaune's voice. The final chorus from "Stars" (The Shack version) by Skillet begins to play: 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NtzrLpxM298

(If you could hold the stars, in place, you can hold my heart, the same..."
Pyrrha turns around, and sees Jaune.

"Jaune?"

Their walk towards each other turns into running, each saying each other's name one after the other as they get closer (Whenever I fall, away, whenever I start, to break. So here I am, lifting up my heart-lifting up my heart...). Then, they say each other's name at the same time just as they embrace and the crescendo of the song hits (If you could calm the raging seas, you can calm the storm, in me...) 

Their embrace causes the internal explosion that comes out of Pyrrha to envelope the world in a white luminescent wave instead of unleashing a torrent of utter destruction. (You're never too far, away, You never show up, too late. So here I am, lifting up my heart, to the One who holds the stars).

After their embrace for some time...

Pyrrha and Jaune are seen still holding each other on the floor with Jaune kneeling

J: Um, my knees are getting a bit tired
P: Hahaha, oh Jaune

She smiles and then starts to break down crying again

P: Jaune, I'm so sorry. I threw away our lives together for a notion of destiny thinking that I was suppose to fight Cinder and-
J: Pyrrha, you did what you thought you had to do and though it broke my heart, it was your destiny, even if it may have been wrong.

That's all I got for now. Thanks for reading!

RWBY Volume 3.1

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Hi all, this is a fanfiction synopsis I wrote two weeks after the season finale for RWBY volume 3. Kept thinking about Pyrrah and a sermon I heard about death. Hope you all enjoy it. Please feel free to respond with critique and offer your insights! Apologies in advanced for the terrible backdrop, I haven't used blogspot for a while and I'm not sure how to change the color for the background!

RWBY Volume 3.1

Ruby gets to go back in time and transfer her consciousness to when the team are eating at the stand after their first 4 person match in the vital festival. Team JNPR enters the scene and a tearful Ruby runs and embraces a Pyrrah that is alive. She sees a glance of Emerald and Mercury and charges toward them, spouting words of hate, anger, and "I know what you're up to! I won't let you destroy Beacon!" (Alternatively, Ruby sees Cinder and outright attacks her in a fit of rage, only to be subdued by the authorities)

As events play out, Ruby does her best to prevent the outcome of volume 3. Things do progress for the better, but a final encounter ensues with Cinder. Pyrrah steps in the way of an attack aimed at Jaune, and is severely wounded. Ruby witnesses this, and in a moment of shock and desperation to prevent her previous death, Ruby unlocks her Silver Eyed power. She defeats Cinder with the help of the Spirit of the Fall Maiden and causes her to flee ). As Pyrrah begins to slowly die, Ruby cries out to the previous fall maiden and asks what must she do to save Pyrrah. The Fall Maiden replies that only with her own life can she save Pyrrah. As she thinks upon this choice, she sees Jaune give a kiss to Pyrrah, and with that, Ruby knows why she came back; to prevent Pyrrah's death, even if it means her own. Ruby emerges from communing with the Fall Maiden's spirit and as she steps toward Pyrrah, team RWBY arrives and Yang (she still has her arm since the team listened to Ruby and took steps to preventing their injuries) cries out to her sister, asking her what she is doing. With tears in her eyes, she says "This is why I came back. I will rewrite the fate of Achilles with my own life. I love you Blake, Weiss, and Yang my dear sister. Do not go quietly into the night. Rage against the dying of the light and one day, I will see you on the other side." With that, she imbues the fall maiden and her own life power into Pyrrah, much to the dismay of her team and those surrounding the area.

Ruby is buried next to her mother. On her tombstone is written "Rage against the dying of the light."

After mourning and the passing of time, the rest of team RWBY, along with Pyrrah, who feels responsible for Ruby's passing, go on a journey to hunt down Cinder and her leader Salem.

Ruby awakens in the aether, back when she was given a choice to go back in time. The Wanderer (another name for time lord whatever) tells her that it was not the past; rather a simulation that he created to see how Ruby would fair in preventing the fall of Beacon and tells her that soon she will awake in her world where the events of volume 3 were not prevented. She awakens in camp with Jaune, Nora, and Ren. Crying incessantly, jabbering that she failed to save Pyrrah, Jaune is beside her and hears it all, comforting her by saying she did the best she could and that Jaune does not hold it against her. He does not know that Ruby went through a "simulation" and Ruby doesn't bother to tell him what happened in it (this is subject to change. If she does try to tell him what happened, it will be concluded by both of them as a dream).

Later, we will find out that the Wanderer was lying. It was not a simulation, but rather an alternate timeline that was created the moment Ruby's consciousness was transported back into the "past." 

We find this out because PWYB (Pyrrah, Weiss, Yang, and Blake) from the alternate timeline appear in Ruby's original timeline to save her from certain doom (this will hopefully happen in an epic battle). Their appearance will be different from before, ranging in different haircuts, clothing, and certain demeanor that will be determined (Perhaps Weiss would be less whiny and condescending etc). The four women from the other timeline embrace Ruby and tell her because of her sacrifice, Salem was defeated and a new form of balance and harmony was created between humans and Grimm. Each person from the alternate timeline would get to speak to their other selves from the original timeline and offer insight as to how to overcome their respective difficulties (Weiss and her dad, Blake and Adam, Yang and the loss of her limb), except for Pyrrah, who speaks to Jaune knowing that the Pyrrah he knew is dead. She speaks to him of moving on, for it is what she would want her Jaune to do should she perish one day before he does. She speaks over him a new prayer to further unlock his power. They do not share a kiss, for Jaune, out of maturity, knows that this Pyrrah is right and that he must let go of the Pyrrah he loved and find completion with it (they do share a tearful hug though :D ). The team RWBY from the alternate timeline are sad that this will be the first and only time they see Ruby after her passing in their world, but are comforted knowing that she is living on in this world. Yang wonders if she truly will see Ruby on the other side after their passing, and Ruby can only say they will see. After a tearful embrace before PWYB depart back to their own world, in unison they recite the last two lines from Dylan Thomas' poem: 

"Do not go gentle into that good night.

Rage, rage against the dying of the light."

Chapter 7 Beginning of Blood

  Hey all, thanks for reaching chapter 7. If you have just started reading my blog, please scroll down to the end where you will find the prologue as well as a brief history of the game this story if based on, then begin your journey from there.
I also recommend trying out the game, now called Dekaron, at this site:
https://www.papayaplay.com/dekaron.do
It's a free to play MMO (Mass Multiplayer Online) and is worth a shot playing! -Albert

 "After we enter the mouth of this cave, we'll need to track any source of magic being used. Sarah, that's where you come in. See if there are any alarm glyphs or runic traps that could trigger upon our further movement into the cave."

  Sarah nodded, relieved that Albert was so ready to grant her a big responsibility right after their conversation.

 "Nina, once we enter, sneak through the shadows and use your life magic to see if there are any guards in plain sight or hidden along our route. We'll need to deal with them silently. Sarah and I will move a few paces behind you."

 Nina responded with a nod, a faceless expression neither happy nor sad. Repressed may even be the word, as to a boiling kettle with a flurry of emotions being pressed down and slowly cooled.

 "Let us not tarry any longer. Forward!" exclaimed Albert, loud enough for the two ladies to hear, yet soft enough to let the neighbors sleep soundly through the night.

 He began to walk towards an opening in the rock wall when Sarah said "Albert, that's not going to lead us anywhere deep through the caverns. That leads to the outhouse for cave workers."

"Oh, how do you know?" asked Albert.

 "There's a sign right there" replied Sarah.

Nina confirmed this with a sniff of the air, then ever so cutely wrinkled her nose and frowned as if to say "smelly."

"Wow" Albert said, "there I go again, my, what would I do without you two?"

"I shudder at the thought" Sarah retorted, but then smiled, saying "good thing you've got us to watch your back."

Albert confidently raised his head, puffed out his chest, then said "Thank you, I am blessed. Ok, so where is the entrance?"

 "We may have went on the wrong side of the hills" said Sarah.

 Nina shook her head as if to say no, then pointed to a trail leading up to what looked like an opening to the side of the small mountain. The start of the trail was behind Sarah, but not easily noticed by the naked eye. Trees and other foliage blocked the pathway. Sarah was surprised.

 "Nina, have you had training in hunting and tracking?" asked Sarah.

Nina nodded yes.

 "Wow, that's great! I'd love to have training of that sort" said Sarah. Albert then chimed in, saying "Let's continue this conversation while we walk up."

 "Oh, right, my apologies" said Sarah.

 Along the way to the perceived opening, Sarah continued her girl talk with Nina.

"As I was saying before being rudely interrupted" Sarah said, sneering jokingly at Albert, with his response of raised hands as if to say, "what did I do?" Sarah continued "when I was in the cloister of the Incar, we didn't train ourselves in what seemed to be 'dirty' work, but to me it is appealing. Would you be willing to teach me some techniques?"

Nina smiled and nodded. Despite her silence, Sarah could tell that she started to find a friend in Nina.

Albert then came beside Nina and, as awkward as ever, wrapped his arm around her, giving her a squeeze like they were best of pals, saying "Hehe, maybe you could give me some lessons too, seeing how I'd be lost without your guidance, haha!"

Pleasantly bashful, Nina blushed a bit as she lowered her head in shyness.

"Albert, you're embarrassing her" said Sarah.

"Oh, I am? Er, Nina, am I embarrassing you?" asked Albert.

Nina turned her head away, while looking back at him ever so subtly.

"Hehe, sorry about that. Just saying thanks for your assistance!" said Albert as he patted Nina on the back.

"Albert!" exclaimed Sarah, although it was not harsh, due to Sarah noticing that Nina was enjoying it despite her apparent bashfulness.

Albert looked up, and his countenance became serious as he said "Get ready, we're almost there. Remember Nina, you go in first ok?"

Nina, with her usual somberness, nodded yes. When it came to business, Nina and Albert didn't mess around. Like a swift rogue, she hurried silently ahead, then abruptly stopped and crouched behind a small boulder outside the cave. Sarah and Albert crept slowly toward her, then Albert signaled for Sarah to stop and stay still.

Nina had her eyes closed, the engravings on her face glowing with a taint of red. She then opened her eyes and waved for the other two to come where she was. Sarah and Albert scurried silently to Nina.

Sarah wasn't used to sneaking around; her training didn't include stealth, however, the head enchantress did have her conduct physical enhancement training apart from her usual elemental practices. She remembered Alicia saying physical fitness could be considered a magical element that we must further fine tune and exercise.

"The body can be as difficult to master as the element of fire is" Sarah remembered her mentor say.

In fact, Sarah's skills like Energy Jab, relied on her physical fitness, as it drew from the life force of the mage itself, whereas molding and shaping elements like water or ice into a spell, used up a caster's magic potential, or MP for short.

It's not that Sarah couldn't sneak around, rather, it was not her preference, nor an activity she was trained for. After Sarah and Albert got closer, Albert asked "do you sense anyone Nina?"

Nina shook her head no.

"Okay, excellent, but that is strange. No one is guarding the place. Let's set up a point to to next and-"

"Wait!" interrupted Sarah. "I sense something...its not a magic trap...it seems like the beginning of an incantation, a ritual...its dark magic...a summoning ritual."

"A summoning ritual?" said Albert. "Is there a pact being engaged, perhaps by a vicious summoner?"

"No, it isn't magic I recognize" Sarah replied. "I sense something is being offered up as attrition, a sacrifice..."

"Blood" said Nina eerily.

Sarah and Albert turned to Nina in shock that she said something for the first time in their midst.

"Blood!" Nina said in a louder tone.

What followed Sarah and Albert's amazement, was a realization.

"Oh no! They might be using the villagers as sacrifice for some dreadful being! Their lives are in jeopardy!" exclaimed Albert. They all quickly rose to their feet. "Forget sneaking, we need to hurry!"

Next comes the fighting, and we know that warriors are always needed, whether in times of peace or war.

Chapter 6 Into the caves

   Hey all, thanks for reaching chapter 6. If you have just started reading my blog, please scroll down to the end where you will find the prologue with a history of the game this story is based of of, then begin your journey from there. 
I also recommend trying out the game, now called Dekaron, at this site:
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It's a free to play MMO (Mass Multiplayer Online) and is worth a shot playing! -Albert

  "...west of Denebe are the forgotten caves. We were instructed to bring the villagers their and detain them, till further notice.

 "Why were they taken to a cave?" asked Sarah

 "We are not sure..." as the lizard man looked to his compatriots, all shaking their heads no as to what the kidnapper's intentions were.

 "I think the next step is to go to the cave and discover more" said Albert.

 Nina agreed with a tug of Albert's arm as she started to walk west toward the caves.

 "Nina always seems to have the right idea" thought Sarah. 

 In a way, it was as if she was leading as she followed. Albert, as clueless as he sometimes was, still had selfless purpose as he said,

"We have to save those villagers!" He seemed like someone who put others before himself. Sarah was discovering more and more about her companions even without asking deep probing questions. Just give a task, see how others act, and that is what seems to give a person's true character.

 Personality more so, as the moral fiber of her allies was the least of her concern. As long as they watched her back, she saw them as "good".

 "We wish you the best of luck" said a lizard man as it and it's group got to their feet. "We must return to our village, as to insure no more lizard knights subjugate our villagers."

 "How do you resist their influence? I know of Sumatra Choi developing a technique for lizard men to resist the controlling influences of the pitborn."

 "We're not sure, but for some strange reason, the pull for violence and blood lust was so strong, any order the knights gave were impossible to defy. We will be ready next time. We know how to resist them and will honor our allegiance with the citizens of Haran. Hurry, you may be able to save the villagers from impending doom."

 "We will!" exclaimed Albert. "Come on Nina and Sarah, lets go!" Albert starts to trot.

 "Albert wait, you're going east. We need to go west remember?" said Sarah.

 Nina agreed as she got behind Albert and began to steer him like a rudder of a ship.

 "I-I-I got it I got it!" said Albert as if he was saying "MOM! I can do this myself!"

 Thank Trieste Nina and I are with him, thought Sarah. She wondered what would happen to him if they weren't present. Images of Albert falling off the edge of the world proclaiming with his last breath "I could have sworn I was going the right waaaaay-"
filled Sarah's mind, and she hushed that silly part of her brain...with a slight giggle.

 "Hey! Whats so funny?" asked Albert.

Nina looked at Sarah and smiled as if she could read her mind.

I am a firm believer that women have a 6th sense in which they can communicate telepathically to each other. Now back to the story.

 The three start to approach the vast hills that house the aforementioned caves. As they began their uphill adventure, Sarah started to think about the previous battle. She almost froze up, and during a battle, that kind of behavior can be fatal not just to herself, but to her allies as well. A wave of insecurities seemed to flood into Sarah's mind about herself and her performance. 

 Was she of any use to the group? This thought began to batter her sense of confidence.

 "Breathe in, breathe out" thought Sarah. "I am confronting my own humanity, this is what it looks like to be human...questioning my own worth at times. What I want, my allies-no, my friends, also want. I know we are all on the same page, but why do I feel so insecure all of a sudden? And how did I even get here? One minute I'm in the Incar cloister studying magic. Another minute I'm on a quest to save all of Haran! Can I really do this? Can I?"

 "Sarah, is everything alright?" asked Albert in his kind and methodical way.

"Wow," Sarah thought, "Albert is surprisingly perceptive."
"I...I just...I don't know, I feel kinda foolish talking about...my doubts" said Sarah.

 "Your doubts? About what?" Albert asked.

 "...about myself..."

 "Really?"

 "Really..."

 Nina looked on as Sarah and Albert talked. Puzzled, yet patient.

 Sarah continued. "I mean, here we are approaching this cave to save the villagers, and here I am being unsure of what I can do to protect this world. I'm letting this all get to me...I'm sorry."

 "No, its OK! Sarah, you're doing great!" Said Albert

 "Really?"

 "Really! I mean, I wouldn't be here if it wasn't for you. I'd be doing my mundane Azure knight duties. And that battle before? You performed splendidly!"

 Sarah looked at Albert. She could see the genuine praise in his eyes and smiled with a sense of ease and encouragement. She then noticed Nina nodding in agreement with a smile on her face.

 "Thank you Albert and Nina for letting me bring this up. Please forgive me for doing this right before an important event."

 " Sarah, I want you to be as focused as possible for what is to come. I'm glad you're saying what you need to say before we go, so that it doesn't get in your way or distract you. We Azure knights call it emptying the space of one's mind in order to perform with the utmost efficiency. We always do this before heading into battle. Is there anything else you need to say to be ready?"

 "No, I feel surprisingly freed up! I think I am ready. What is the plan Albert?" asked Sarah with an eager spirit.

 "I'm not sure, I wanted to develop a strategy with Nina before entering the caves." Albert began to mark symbols and shapes on the floor as to prepare for the coming incursion.

 What plan will he develop? Find out next time on Dragon Ba-I mean uh, in the next chapter XD!

Chapter 5 A Battle Ensues

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"...they've been...taken..." was the faint whisper of the Augur. 

The healing Nina used on him worked, however it was clear he hadn't gained all his strength back. The group listened intensively as the Augur spoke.

"Asray...the villagers..."

"Where have they been taken?" asked Sarah with a soft tone of voice. No response. "...is he..."

Nina shook her head no.

"He'll need to rest" said Albert. "We could start looking for tracks, maybe that will lead us to-"

HISSSS

The group looks up and turns to see a band of Lizard Men, accompanied by 3 Lizard Knights.

 "Warriorssss" exclaimed one of the knights "We cannot bring them back, we musssst disposssse of them!"

 The group of Lizards then roared and started charging towards our three warriors. Roll for initiative (just kidding :D ). 

Albert raises his shield and sword. Sarah readies a spell. She was very surprised by how combat ready she was. Sarah excelled at many things during her studies in the cloister, including combat training. Her own calmness in battle seemed strange; she didn't know how she refined such strong nerves for life threatening situations. Perhaps it was because she somehow knew that everything was under control, that her life truly was not in danger in any of those situations she came across within this recent time period. 

Whether that was due to her unwavering skill, or the faint presence of a higher power, Sarah could not tell. This tranquility however, would soon be disrupted as Nina dashed in front of her and Albert with a motionless blur (as if that makes sense, cause it might not). This somewhat shocked Sarah and Albert, as they were only preparing themselves, whereas Nina was already mobilized. With her whip in one hand, Nina quickly raised her off hand and opened her palm towards the rushing Lizards. A crimson red aura emanated from her hand, and in the distance, one could see what her blood spell wrought. 

A Lizard Knight suddenly swelled up disproportionately twice its size, then erupted in a shower of its own blood like a bubble bursting with its soapy insides after being popped out of the air. Sarah's once felt peace was no more, as she gasped and felt a sickening feeling grip her insides. One of the Lizard Men reached Nina and swung its claw blades above her head. Without a moments notice, Nina quickly dodged to her left effortlessly and unraveled her blood whip. It also glowed a blood red that only Segnales are accustomed to. With only a flick of the wrist, her weapon would have rent (past tense of rend) her attacker into bloody ribbons, were it not for Albert charging in and using his shield shove skill to knock the Lizard Man off its feet, flying into the other lizards.

"Attack the knights! They are subjugating these Lizards. If we kill the knights, the Lizard Men won't fight us!" Albert yelled as he turned to face the other lizards, taunting them away from our femme fatales, shouting "COME AT ME BRO!" 

 This jolted Sarah out of her queasy state and got her back into the fight. Albert's compassion inspired her and probably frustrated Nina, who did not think sparing the lives of these manipulated lizards was worth any effort. She wouldn't show it of course, as she was instructed to follow, and turned her blood red gaze toward the two remaining Lizard Knights. Sarah hastily began a long ranged spell. It had to be a lower level spell, for most of her magic had an area of effect that would harm the other lizards. Energy jab followed up with an ice bolt would procure the desired outcome; the death of the lizard knight! Toom as the energy jab went out and struck the Lizard Knight as it yelled it pain. There would be no recompense for the suffering lizard, as an icicle the size of a spear zipped out and impaled the Lizard Knight. There was no cry of pain or agony, just an exhale of utter despair as the knight fell to the ground, searching for some sort of meaning in its short lived life. 

Death by impalement must be a theme here, as Nina used her dread nail skill, summoning curse infused spikes that lashed out and skewered the remaining Lizard Knight like a bag of flesh and blood hanging on a shish kebob. Just as Albert said, the controlling effect of the Lizard Knights lifted off of the other Lizard Men, as if they awakened from a prolonged aggressive stupor. Albert walked to one that was sitting on the ground, and helped it up to its feet. 

"Thank you" the lizard said with much intelligence and sentience in its voice. "The villagers have been taken to a nearby cave..."

Tune in next time!

Chapter 4, A Journey Begins

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  Sarah, Albert, and Nina prepare for their journey. There is so much of this world that Sarah had yet to see, even the glorious knight Albert only heard stories of the land that lies beyond Denebe. Heihaff, a frozen wasteland with towering entities the size of buildings, and rumors that the Saint of Blades sleeping there in his supernatural slumber after his lost battle with Abaddon. Little do these two know though, that Nina has seen all of that with her beautiful rose colored eyes, and much more. More...that Albert wanted to know more about these two beautiful women traveling with him, or was it the other way around? Probably so, but be that as it may, Albert is a dude, so he thinks he's the kingpin, the alpha male of the pack. Well, this "alpha male" is already getting lost as he seeks to navigate through the hills and grasslands that he thought he was so accustomed to.

  "And then we take a, umm, right here at this hill, yeah..." Albert said as his muscular body began to tense and uncertainty swept over his mind. 

  This has happened before and was an all too familiar experience for the knight. Traveling with friends to different towns with him in the lead would cause much stress for Albert as he would make a wrong turn, or miss the road they were suppose to travel on. That same quiet tension and embarrassment as he would finally muster up the courage to say: "guys, I think I'm going the wrong way" and his travel mates would resound all in one synchronized voice, "Albeeeert!" There were times however, that he thought he was going the wrong way, but it turned out that they were on the right track, much to Albert's relief. Nevertheless, this was not one of those moments.

"Albert, are you lost?" asked Sarah with a sharp sweetness.

"...yes..." said the knight, shoulders drooping and all. 

  Sarah sighed. She didn't know the way either, and Nina all throughout the walking, did not say a peep. She wasn't used to this kind of prolonged activity; growing up with other Incar mages, little attention was given to their physical fitness. Not to say mages are out of shape, but those sexy legs and ass are not for walking long distances. What are they for you might ask? In situations like these, sitting down with legs bent in a horse drawn cart of sorts or using their magic to dash short distances during combat with no physical exertion, but rather drawing from their mana. Imagine a princess...yep, that image. However, Sarah was far too mannered and kind to belittle the already embarrassed knight. She looked to Nina.

  "Nina? Do you know the way to Denebe?" Nina nodded, and pointed to a sign that said "To Denebe." Albert was too hasty in his glance toward the signs before as to which path led to their destination.

  "Would you like to lead the way?" Sarah asked. Nina shook her head no, and ever so cutely tugged on Albert's arm, until he was in front of her and lightly pushed him on the back, as if to say "keep leading." Sarah thought this was a bit odd, seeing Albert get the group lost the first time. Then, Sarah realized why Nina was doing this. She was told by Valerie to follow them, not lead them. Even in so much as walking in front of the group, Nina would not do. Loyal and true to her word, despite her lack of spoken word.

"Right, err, thank you Nina!" said the gleeful knight as he finally knew where he was going. Nina simply smiled and looked on. The group continued to walk, this time in the right direction. It was a gorgeous sight to behold; Giant Moths fluttering around as Argamas basked in the sunlight atop grassy hills. Every so often, one would see Lizard Men moving about, probably hunting Argamas to sell them on skewers. They wouldn't attack you, unless provoked, or a Lizard captain perceived you as a threat and commanded them to ensue a fight.

As the group neared Denebe, they entered a Marshland.

"Be careful, there could be Water Reapers around" said the cautious knight as he took out his shield and sword, moving while protecting his upper torso. Sarah took out her wand and lowered herself beneath the tall grass. She learned of this creature during her lectures and research, how it was capable of spitting balls of fire. Nina, who already knew of the dangers Marshlands in Haran posed, preemptively placed her hand upon her whip, but did not remove it from its holster. She walked confidently through the tall grass, damp as it was, back straight and head held high to see of any possible sings of danger. She turned to Sarah and grabbed her shoulder, hoisting her into an erect posture.

  "Nina is saying to stand straight up when facing Water Reapers. They are less inclined to shoot at people who look them in the eyes on a leveled plane or taller than they are" Albert instructed, as he too held a confident posture. It made sense, as being able to see them from a distance gave you a better chance in either avoiding their trajectory or ambushing them.

  The three of them approached the town of Denebe and immediately they knew something wasn't right. There was no one in sight; not one living thing. With even more alertness than they had before with the threat of the Water Reapers, they moved cautiously through the town.

  "Over there!" exclaimed Sarah, as she pointed to a deactivated teleportal. 

  There lying on the ground was an Augur, mortally wounded or so it seemed. The group rushed to the Augur's side. Albert kept a watchful eye as Nina began a healing incantation with Sarah watching on in amazement. Never before had she the work of a Segnale, as bloodstained wounds and torn flesh began to weave itself together, even the blood on the floor finding its way back to its once dying owner. To see their work in real life was a sight to behold, somewhat grotesque at first, but nonetheless miraculous.

  "This was the reason why they weren't able to teleport here before" Sarah said in a low voice, trying not to distract Nina from her precious work. 

  Both her and the knight nodded in agreement. Nina removed one hand from her healing process and used it to point to the deactivated device. There was a glyph placed there with rune words not normally on a teleportal. It looked familiar to Sarah. As she neared it, it was apparent as to what it was.

  "Its an arcane block; someone used magic to negate the normal operation of this teleportal. Even without an Augur, one would usually be able to transport themselves here, just not be able to go back to where they came."

  Sarah began to draw some other hieroglyphic words and marks. Dispelling a negating glyph is in some ways like a puzzle to a magician. With some time and the figuring out of the pattern laid by the original caster, another mage could undo the lock so to speak. And in a few moments it was finished. The negating glyph disappeared and a normal glow emanated from the device. Nina looked up and smiled, as if to say good job. She then turned to the knight and gave him a blank stare, as if to say what have you done so far you useless twat.

"Hey, I'm standing guard, isn't that enough?" retorted Albert. 

Nina shook her head no. Sarah chuckled at the knight's plight. He's not doing that great of a job impressing the ladies. With all kidding aside, the Augur began to cough as he began to breathe again. It was as if he was brought back to life. If the injuries aren't too severe, a trained Segnale can bring anyone back from the brink of death. The group huddled around the Augur, and what he was about to tell them would mark the beginning of an action packed adventure of which the three have never before experienced, not even Nina.

Until next time!

Background History of my Story (repost)

Here below is lore that was found on Acclaim's 2 Moons website. It differs from the Korean Dekaron lore a bit, but this one matches the trailer https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zP7hx17qHyE best:

The Bagi say it was Barak, God of Battle who created the world so that he might populate it with creatures to war with one another and so honor him. The Incar say it was Karenas, The World-Bearer who thought Haran into being. This even though Trieste herself did not know how the world came to be. It did not matter, she said. What mattered was that there was Haran and there was The Abyss.  One was a world of light, and the other, a dimension of darkness.

Always it is this way. In all realities, in all universes, in all beings there is that which devours and that which grows. When the world was young and unstable, wracked with earthquakes, pocked with volcanoes spewing ash and lava into the sky, drowned with constant floods, there was still life. There was no creature then to name them, but those who came after called them dragons. They ruled the water, the land, the sky. No beast could stand against them. And it was this that proved to be their downfall. The dragons multiplied unimpeded for countless centuries, each breed at war with the others until the conflict built to a war that encompassed the globe. A hundred years passed that saw the face of Haran scorched, the soil befouled, the water tainted with the blood the countless dead until only a scarce few remained.

Helion, high voice of The Old Ones, was the first to sense it – a breach, a footstep of darkness on the soil of light. Those responsible for creating a door between Haran and The Abyss were already dead, consumed by the
power they sought to wield. The Old Ones sealed the gap between the two worlds, but the damage was done. Abaddon, Lord of The Abyss, had seen the world of light. Had seen it and hated it as his black heart
had hated no other thing in existence. All The Abyss was under his dominion, and now that he’d seen there was more – more beings to devour and dominate, more souls to corrupt – he would stop at nothing to have it. And so it began, what Trieste called The Unending War.

Pitborn, the denizens of The Abyss, came to Haran by way of dark magics. Such arts had been honed in The Abyss for countless unhallowed centuries and now that the creatures who wielded such power were aware
of fresh blood and tender flesh just beyond the veil of their world, they turned their sorcery to the task. The people of Haran were strong then, schooled by The Old Ones in the ways of magic and battle. Despite their knowledge and skill, the numbers of Pitborn soon grew beyond their capacity to cope with. Though they would teach, The Old Ones would not use their power to kill the creatures swarming over Haran. Only Trieste, daughter of Helion, protested The Old Ones’ indifference. But she was bound by the will of her people and there was naught she could do.

In Heihaff, there opened a gateway to The Abyss higher and wider than the walls of the ancient cities, and beyond there came an army twisted and dark, of forms vast and vile… and leading them, Abaddon, destroyer of worlds.  This would have been the end of Haran, but there are other forces in the universe besides light and darkness. As Abaddon stepped through the rift, a shimmering wall of energy appeared, stopping him and his army. It was then that The Augur revealed themselves. They are the keepers of The Balance and have no allegiance to light or darkness, good or evil – their only duty is to maintain The Balance. So many portals between the two realms had been opened that the fabric of reality itself was in danger. And this new and largest tear in space was more than the Augur could allow. They closed all gateways between the two worlds and sent Abaddon and his minions back to The Abyss.

To prevent such a thing from happening again, they decreed that only one gateway would be allowed between the two worlds, and many stayed behind to enforce their will. They remain, teleporting Pitborn and Haranian alike through what they call The Shifting Place. This one gateway, The Black Door, may hold one of three positions: closed, open to The Abyss, open to Haran. It permits a flow one way or the other, or not at all. Nevertheless, there was still some traffic between the worlds. The Summoners would not relinquish their dark arts, despite the pleading of The Incar. The Bagi were infected by an Abysmal virus that corrupted their bloodline for all time. The Segnale, Pitborn themselves, defected and were permitted passage en masse by The Augur.

The Haranians did not forget the indifference of The Old Ones in their hour of need. They turned their backs and hearts on The Old Ones. The only god to ever appear to those who worshipped him, challenged The Old Ones openly. His name was The Saint of Blades and he was a match for any of them. Only to the beauty of Trieste did he acquiesce. Helion called a council of The Old Ones and they decided that this world had seen enough use of them; they would go elsewhere and aid some other fledgling civilization. The White Lady would not leave; Trieste would not abandon her people. She had seen a coming doom. The Black Door would swing wide and the armies of The Abyss would issue forth as though a river. The Old Ones left without farewell or fanfare. One day, they were simply gone.

For fifty years, the peoples of Haran prepared for war. The Azure Order honed their bladecraft; The Incar steeped themselves in the study and practice of magic; The Summoners delved ever more deep into their black arts; The Segita harnessed the power of Haran through the tips of their arrows; The Bagi called to the far recesses of themselves for strength and pushed their twisted bodies to unknown limits; And The Segnale, the blood drinkers, assassins of The Abyss, even they gave the sternest blood of their Pitborn hearts to the ways of healing and murder.

All these long years, the most powerful of The Incar had focused the whole of their energies on holding. The Black Door shut. It was the treachery of the exiled king, Rictus, and his sorcerer, Baphomet, that undid the spells binding the door. It swung wide and the Pitborn poured through. Trieste and The Saint of Blades had developed a strategy with forces stationed throughout the land in an attempt to compensate for their inferior numbers. Though the peoples of Haran fought well and bravely, it was a futile effort and Trieste had always known that it would be. When all of the forces of each race were pushed to the frozen wastes for a final confrontation with Abaddon and his forces, Trieste disappeared. Seeing this, the others fled, all but The Saint of Blades and his followers, The White Blades. They fought to the last and The Saint of Blades, though he could not die, was beaten into a supernatural sleep by Abaddon himself.

Trieste had not fled in fear; she left in secret to seal shut the gate with an act of self-sacrifice that honored all who had died in battle. With her own heartsblood, she sealed shut the gate and the creatures of The Abyss were sucked back to their foul realm. So has it been for centuries, Haran on one side of the door, The Abyss on the other. Trieste is gone, much of the old lore is lost, the peoples of Haran are scattered and few, and now, the door opens again...