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Well there you go.

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Division

When the lift stopped, Andrew checked what depth they were at. The elevators had brought the spirilians all the way down to Depth 6. Ozlo hopped on a large rock and started to talk to the citizens.

"We, the Spiral Order officials, have decided to evacuate you all to the Clockworks because we do not stand a chance against the gremlins as is," he sighed. "And we intend to stay here until everyone gets proper medical treatment and we are ready to launch an attack to take back Haven."

Many voices started being thrown back and forth after that, with quite a number of people opposing the idea of being cowardly.

"YOU can stay down here! But I won't!" a particularly annoyed knight shouted.

"No! You will stay here! It's in your best interest!" Feron yelled back.

"Incorrect! I'm leaving, and anyone who agrees with me might as well come too." the knight growled.

He marched off in the direction of the elevators, followed by almost four hundred spirilians. Ozlo and Feron ran after them. They told them to come back or they would be annihilated by the gremlins. The massive group of rebels ignored them and picked up their pace. Ozlo held his face in his hands. "If they all die up there... All hope is gone."

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Jason paced back and forth. He looked at his Depth Detector yet again and saw they were on Depth 2. He kept checking it every few minutes, out of boredom. A knight came up to Jason and told him what was happening with their new Spiral Army.

"They are ready to go up, sir," Peter explained. "They have all been equipped with armour and weapons. Our soldiers will succeed. It is impossible that gremlins will be able to defeat us in our current state. I suggest going now, before they get tired."

Jason disagreed. "Let them sleep tonight. We need all the power we can have. We shall wake the warriors up and attack at the crack of dawn."

"But sir-"

"Who's in charge?" Jason asked. "Yeah, that's right."

"And after all this is over, I will be the new leader of the whole Spiral Order!" he continued. "And you will be my Lieutenant!"

"You plan to challenge Ozlo for leadership of the Order?" Peter asked.

"Er... something like that." Jason's mouth curved into a devilish grin.

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"Wake up!" Jason's voice echoed throughout the large environment.

Knights woke up and hurried to where Jason stood. Once Jason saw a few hundred soldiers in front of him, he began to speak.

"Gremlins have taken our home. The blithering idiots we call leaders of the Spiral Order have let them. Now we must clean up their mess. We must go to the surface, and banish the gremlins from our homeland. For we are not cowards, we are not scared. We are Spiral Knights! Now we aren't going to let the dumb gremlins beat us! We will march straight up to them and drive our swords through their faces. We will gun down their warriors! We will blow up their factories! Because we are knights, and knights don't just let enemies defeat them. They fight! Now let's go up there now and teach those creatures a lesson!"

The Rebel Army raced to the elevators and after a couple of minutes, they had all reached the surface. But they were not greeted by a nice welcoming committee. Nearly a thousand gremlins stood staring at them from no more than a hundred yards away.

Jason stared into the eyes of a determined, brave gremlin at the front line.

"Go!" he yelled.

Jason dashed towards that first gremlin and sliced its stomach open. "One down, nine hundred ninety nine to go," he thought.

I Dream a Dream

"Ah damn," Jason cursed as a knight next to him got gutted by a gremlin thwacker. He spun around, smashing his Sudaruska into the creature. He wiped sweat from his forehead and got back to fighting. Hours passed, and eventually all the gremlins in the Arcade were dead. However, only three hundred soldiers remained of the original four hundred.

Jason proudly rushed to the entrance of the huge elevator dock. He felt like the king of Cradle after beating all those gremlins. "Psh..." he thought. "Ozlo and Feron didn't know what they were talking about..."

Just as the leader of the rebels passed through the wide opening in the long dark wall, gremlins jumped out of their hiding places. Jason screamed "Retreat!" and darted back into the Arcade. Hundreds of gremlin thwackers sped into the huge hall. Scorchers followed them. And in the middle, a large Scorcher towered above the rest. He wore a light green jumpsuit, with a name tag that read:

HEREX

This behemoth sported red goggles with blue-tinted glass. He wore a dark red scarf around his neck. Small whiskers grew around his mouth. 'Herex' walked closer to Jason, his big black boots clicking with every step. Never before had Jason felt such fear.

He backed away from the tall gremlin, but tripped over a loose rock. Jason fell backward, and gazed into the eyes of Herex, who had now pulled his goggles away from his face.

Herex looked at Jason with light blue eyes. Then he lifted his boot over Jason's face.

"Goodbye," the monster said firmly.

Jason saw Herex's boot fall down on his face...

He bolted awake, his eyes wet with tears. Peter stood over him. "Jason, you alright?"

"Huh? Oh um... yeah..." Jason exasperated. "My face feels like hell. Did you guys beat that Herex dude?"

"Herex dude?" Peter was confused. "What are you talking about?"

"We went up to the surface... We beat all the gremlins in the Arcade. But more came out of nowhere and their leader was named Herex." Jason explained.

"We haven't gone up yet... You ordered for all the soldiers to get sleep. We're waiting till dawn," Peter told.

"Then it was all a dream," Jason realized.

"A nightmare," Peter corrected.

"It seemed so real. So vivid."

"Well it was just a nightmare. You should get back to sleep. There's only an hour or two left, if my watch is correct," Peter said.

"No," Jason contradicted. "We can't go up there. We have to find another exit to the surface, we have to attack Haven from the outside."

"Attack from the outside?" Peter asked. "That's suicide! We gotta fight our way out."

"No. We're not going up through this exit if my life depends on it." Jason demanded. "We're going to find another exit, and that's final."

"But-"

"Final. Go tell the soldiers to spread the word, we're going now," Jason ordered.

"Yes... sir," Peter defeatedly relented.

Humderdumdehum.

The Broken, the New, and the Furious

Andrew threw his Leviathan at a wall in frustration and it broke in half. He scowled and picked it up. Andrew was annoyed all those knights had left them. He went over to Vise. Vise was the only gremlin that had stayed with the knights; Punch had betrayed them.

"Vise, think you can fix this?" Andrew asked.

Vise inspected the broken blade and finally told Andrew, "I'm sorry, there's no way. This crack here... I've tried to fix ruined swords like this before... It's impossible."

Andrew grabbed the cracked Leviathan and tossed it over the edge of the depth. He had to get a new sword, but first he had to meet with Feron to talk about their plans.

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Andrew, Vaelyn, and Feron sat on big grey rocks, talking with each other about their next move. Vaelyn and Andrew were in a heated discussion about where they should go next.

"Well then, let's search for supplies," Andrew argued with Vaelyn.

"See this depth?" she retorted. "It's void of any life other than us spirilians. What's to say the other depths aren't like this one?"

"Nothing..." Feron butted in.

"Then how about we look for the ones that made it that way?" Andrew grinned. "Let's go kill ourselves a few gremlins."

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"What was that?" Ozlo pulled his Triglav out of its sheathe.

"Gremlins," Mary growled. She ripped her Umbra Driver from her belt.

They hurried behind a wall and watched as a gremlin carried a cart full of weapons by. It looked to be having a tough time, but worked on. Mary aimed the Umbra Driver at its head, and in a matter of seconds she and Ozlo stood before the metal cart, a dead gremlin at their feet.

Ozlo was dumbfounded when he looked inside the cart. Tons upon tons of Rocket Hammers were piled upon each other. And there were a few weapons Ozlo had never seen before. A blade that looked like a Leviathan was burning with a light green flame. The flames licked at the hilt and when Ozlo went to pick up the sword, the fire went out. He backed away from it, and it turned back on. He wrapped a cloth around the weapon and put it in his pack.

There was another weapon that looked somewhat like a gun. It had shadows spinning around it like a tornado and a bloody scarlet eye was lodged in the side of it. Mary picked it up and smiled. This was her kind of gun.

Finally, there was a long yellow stick with orange spikes protruding from its sides. Ozlo grabbed the mace-like weapon and tossed it in his pack with the sword.

After admiring the gremlin creations a bit longer, Mary and Ozlo began to haul the cart back to the elevator, where they would take it back to the temporary Spiral Order Camp.

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Andrew and Vaelyn ran away from the twenty or so gremlins chasing them.

"Come on! We have to stand and fight!" Vaelyn yelled to Andrew. "Where's your sword?!"

Andrew frowned and shouted, "I sorta... Broke it."

"You idiot!" Vaelyn said, annoyed. "Take this!"

She tossed Andrew her second flourish and on the count of three, both turned around to face the gremlins. They fought well for the first few minutes, stabbing and slicing gremlins to and fro. After at least five had been killed, a gremlin mauled Vaelyn. She fell to the ground, trying in vain to knock the gremlin off of her, to no avail. Andrew saw her plight and rushed to save her. He kicked the attacking gremlin in the gut and lifted Vaelyn up. She had a nasty cut on her arm. Andrew told her to stay there while he went to fight.

He dashed around, swiping his sword back and forth. At least ten gremlins died at his hand. As Andrew was finishing off the last gremlins alive, Vaelyn picked herself up.

"Nice... Work..." she stuttered.

"You don't sound too well," Andrew said unhappily.

"I'll be fine, it's just a cut."

"Just in case?" Andrew asked as he pulled a roll of bandages from his pack. He wrapped it around Vaelyn's arm and once he was satisfied, he put it back in his pack.

"Let's get back to the camp," he continued.

They both took what they thought they would need from the gremlins' carcasses and headed back to the spirilian camp.

Enjoy, it's your New Years present. :D

Chapter Six! Two chapter in two days, what where how?

PS: You need to have read the first book to understand this chapter fully.

Everyone who reads this:

Post...

Or else.

Death and Blackmail

Vaelyn crept up to Feron's sleeping body. She pulled the yellow stick, which she had now named Slicer, out of her bag. She pressed it against his neck, and got ready to kill him.

"Now, you wouldn't do that," a knight laughingly smiled from behind her.

Vaelyn hurriedly stuffed Slicer into her bag and turned around. Hahn stood behind her.

"Do what?" she asked.

"Don't play dumb with me," Hahn grinned. "You just tried to murder Feron. I'll bet if I told Ozlo this, he'd kill you."

"You wouldn't," Vaelyn growled.

"I would," Hahn retorted. "Well, I wouldn't if you did something for me..."

"Fine. What do you want me to do?" Vaelyn sighed.

"I want you to first: Give up your Lieutenant title and tell Ozlo to promote me instead."

Vaelyn glared, "You have my word."

"Two: I want you to give me that delightful weapon you have there."

"But I can't!" Vaelyn disagreed. "I just can't..."

"Then I guess we're done here..."

"No! No... Fine," Vaelyn said.

A devilish smile appeared on Hahn's face. "Lastly: I want you to kill Ozlo too."

"But that makes no sense! If I kill Ozlo and Feron, what's the point in you becoming Lieutenant?"

"Don't question my ways," Hahn gave Vaelyn an evil eye.

Vaelyn turned around. "As you wish."

She left Feron, but as soon as Hahn was out of sight, she returned to her job. Vaelyn grabbed Slicer and cut a small indention into Feron's throat. She slipped it back into her bag and left the scene.

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"Feron!" Andrew shouted. "Someone help! Medic!"

A medic dashed over to where Andrew, along with Kora and Hahn, stood staring at a puncture wound in Feron's neck. The medic emptied bottles of medicines into Ferons mouth and wound. He wrapped Feron's neck up with gauze, then continued to dump medicines into Feron's mouth.

After a few minutes, the medic said that Feron would need special care, and that they'd need to go away. Andrew left and sighed. He felt the long scar going down his bad eye. A piece of cloth covered the gruesome memorandum. He could only imagine a cut like that across his throat. Thinking of it sent shivers down his spine.

He could only hope the medic knew what he was doing. Then another thought appeared in Andrew's mind.

Who did that to Feron?

Power Hungry

Peter cracked his knuckles and began to wake up the soldiers.

"Captain Jason wants you all up! We're not going for the Arcade today, however. Apparently, Jason thinks the gremlins have gotten in without even going up there!" Peter growled.

After a few hours, the soldiers were all equipped and ready to go.

Jason hopped upon a rock.

"Listen up!" he shouted. "We're going on a different path. Up there is a suicide mission. There is a Wolver Den a few depths down. There is a separate exit at the end of the depth that comes out a few miles away from Haven. We're going to use this exit and attack the gremlins from the outside. They won't see it coming and we'll be able to storm the town. And... Yes, this is the Depth where the rest of the Order is."

There was a bit of agreeing and disagreeing chatter before Jason smashed his Sudaruska into the ground with a loud boom.

"Let's go," he stated.

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In the Wolver Den, they came upon a fork in the road.

"We'll take this path," Jason nodded his head to the left. "The Order is down the other one."

The army marched down the left path. Some soldiers kicked dirt and stones that had been lying on the path around. Jason suddenly heard something. He told everyone to stay still while he went ahead.

The captain of the rebels sneaked past a bend in the road. His eyes widened when he saw a Spiral Technician staring right at him. Jason's eyes quickly glanced past the technician at a fire blazing in the distance. He had accidentally lead the army down the wrong path. His eyes turned back to the fear-filled knight in front of him.

Before Jason could make any moves, the technician began running back to the fire.

"Rebels! Someone help! They've come to attack us!" it started shouting.

Jason swore under his breath. The technician had it all wrong; but it was too late. If he let the young knight go tell Ozlo that the army was coming to attack the Order, they'd fight back. Jason could only come up with one plan.

He ran after the technician. When the poor soul tripped on a tree root, Jason took his chance and smashed down with his Sudaruska. The knight fell to the ground dead. Jason looked up and saw six knights looking at him with anger.

The technician had done it: a full on Civil War was about to start by the looks of it. The group of knights ran back to tell the rest of the Order. Jason hurried back to his troops. He came to them in a few minutes and was sweating buckets.

"Civil... War... go back... we have to go back..." he managed.

Peter turned to the troops and yelled, "You heard the man! Ozlo is declaring war on us! We must fight back!"

"No..." Jason disagreed. "We gotta... go back."

Peter scrunched his brow. "This coward looks battle in the eye and runs. We can beat the Order, am I right?!"

The army cheered a loud, "Huzzah!" and rushed past Peter to fight.

Peter looked at panting Jason. "I always knew you'd do something like this. I'm taking charge now."

He punched Jason in the gut. Jason fell down, clutching his stomach. He then proceeded to kick Jason where the sun doesn't shine. Peter stood up and walked away, but not before spitting on Jason.

The injured knight watched as Peter dashed to the new war-zone. He couldn't get up. All he could do was lie on the ground and wait.

"What have I done?" Jason asked himself.

He felt his dislodged rib. He groaned.

Peter had definitely been working out.

I hope to get chapter 9 out today. If not today, tomorrow if Im lucky.