Even months later, Ash couldn’t believe they had won. Still, he knew the victory would be short lived. They had bested the god-like Hades in battle, but they had not won the war. In fact, Ash wasn’t sure they could win the war. Ash sat on the cold, hard ground, watching the sun come up. The planet he had landed on years ago was beautiful. He thought about how he had come to be on Utopia, as he had come to call it. Hades. It all came down to Hades. A massive creature, strong in mind and body. Skin of pitch black, eyes that blazed red. He devoured worlds, conquered them, and he had come to Ash’s planet. Ash was just a child then, really, at the cusp of adult hood. His father had been en emperor, and the restless Ash had bristled at the thought …show more content…
They were red and brown and ugly, with slobbering jaws and bat like wings sprouting from their back. The whine which gave them their name was incessant, insect like and surprising from such a large beast, each Buzzer the size of a pony. There were three of them coming, left overs from a freshly fought battle. Ash and Surge had been coming across beings of the opposing army which had been left behind, and they had dispatched them all. The Buzzers would be no different. Surge took aim at one, her arm bursting at the tip, a blue ball of energy shrieking through the air, catching the nearest beast in the chest and sending it falling to the ground. And then the Buzzers were there, and Ash was diving to the side to avoid the snapping jaws of one creature. He lashed out with his staff, catching the creature in the side of the neck and sending a jolt of electricity through its system. It fell, and Ash ran up and hit it again, overloading the creature’s heart with electricity and killing it. The Buzzer that Surge had hit climbed to its feet, but before it could take to the air another blue ball of energy was there, hitting it in the face, splitting its skin and ending its miserable