Really Shotjeer? Really? A bump? No praise, no criticism? I'm banning you from my thread if you do that again! *rageface*

As for everyone else, it's okay. I made that chapter for Kaiju. :P But please. Praise, Criticism, and comment! Thank you!

Oh, and Playerman? Hogmos-forums? And Edolas? Character comes out now!

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Chapter Twelve:

Rose stirred in her sleep, then groaned. She tried to get up, then grimaced in pain. “Easy there,” A gentle voice said, it’s owner placing a hand on her cheek. “You’re hurt real bad. If we don’t get you to a hospital, you’re going to......”
“I’m going to what?” Rose mumbled, and blinked, “Kyrie?”
“It’s Fang. Kyrie’s sleeping besides you. He just got us a few Wolvers, and Chroma. You want some?”
Rose shook her head, then took Fang’s hand away from her cheek. She leaned to Kyrie, then kissed his forehead.
She closed her eyes, and when she opened them, she found Fang staring at her, rather unnervingly. She ignored him, then went back to sleep.
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Fang sighed, and turned to face Arthur. “I don’t know! I like her, but I don’t want to betray Kyrie.”
Arthur gazed at him with sympathy. “I understand. But... there’s plenty of girls on Cradle, right?”
“Right.” Fang answered gloomily. “I’m going out.”
“Where?”
“I don’t know. Anywhere but here. Maybe try and get a sword?” Fang kicked at a stone, spread his wings, and flew away.
Arthur gazed through the cave hole, and shook his head sadly. “Poor guy.” She sat down, and poked at the Chroma, cooking in the fire. She grabbed at it, then took a bite. “Poor guy.” He repeated, then shook Kyrie awake for his shift.

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Fang flew, tears threatening to come out. What did Kyrie had that he didn’t? He thought angrily, then dipped dangerously close to the trees. He landed, then took his Polaris out. He walked, then stopped. Voices. People chatting. Laughing. Fang dove behind a tree, and aimed his Polaris. A man in Gunslinger armour came out, wielding double Alchemers, Voltech and Shadowtech respectfully. Another came out, hunched over. In one hand, wielding a Faust, and at the side of his left hip, an Argent Peacemaker nestled in the holster. Then last, a person in Angelic Raiment came out, holding a Ascended Calibur, and a Mighty Defender. Fang gasped. It was too much for him to handle. It was time to retreat. He unfolded his wings, and stepped backwards, and a branch cracked. Three heads whipped around, and two gunshots rang out.

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“You alright?” The person with the Peacemaker asked, “Sorry if we hurt you, Alfred was a little jumpy.”
“Yeah, sorry. You’re pretty good with your Polaris too. Hit me right here.” The person called Alfred said, chuckling.
Fang glanced at everyone, then said, “Where are we?”
“Depth 24. Weird depth. It’s a forest.”
“My friends..... they’re in a cave....”
“What do you mean?” Alfred said, “Oh, and did you know you have wings?”
Fang nodded numbly, then got to his feet. “I’ll bring you there, provided you don’t hurt my friends.”
“Agreed.”

Okay, it was short. It was kind of rushed, and I was disappointed by the lack of response. The length of chapters is how I feel, and how many responses there are.... :P

@Playerman: Thanks. But Carter's still going to die. Read.
@Kaijuhunter: It is....
@Playerman: Wait... so if Carter dies, the person who's killed him will die by him too?
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Chapter Thirteen:

Fang climbed up the cave, then extended a hand to the others. They had chatted while they walked, and found their names were Alfred, Carter and Edo. He hoisted them up, when he was met with a scream.
“What in hell? Fang, you fuc*ing brought them here? You bas*tard!” She lunged at him, held back by Kyrie.
“Rose. Calm down.” He hooked her arms with his elbows, not wanting to cut her with his arms. He glanced desperately at Fang, his eyes sending a message, “Tell me you do.”
Fang glanced back at his new friends, then said, “Look, I got hurt. They didn’t kill me. I classify this, as non-hostile. They need shelter, I bring them here. Maybe we can work together, or something.”
Rose struggled against Kyrie’s arms, then slumped. Kyrie loosened his grip, and Rose was lunging at Fang in the second that took Fang to breathe. She was all over him, clawing, scratching, punching, biting. Carter quickly jumped at her, grabbed her, then threw her to the wall. He extended a hand to Fang. But before Fang could grab it, a shot rang out, and Carter winced. He looked down to his stomach, where a black splotch was on his armour. He grimaced, then looked over to Rose. She was panting, her hand gripping her Blackhawk. Carter’s eyes widened as he saw it, then raised his hand to his shoulder, where Gran Faust was. Rose noticed the movement, and unloaded on Carter, but that didn’t stop him. Carter grabbed his Gran Faust, and slowly, painfully pulled it out of it’s sheath. Rose reloaded, and held down the trigger. The barrel twirled, then it begun to shine with an unusual glow. Rose grinned, then released the trigger. A dark bird came out, screeching as Carter swung his Sword, a wave of dark energy coming out. They collided, then exploded. And everything went black....

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Back at Spiral HQ
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Feron smacked the table, “How in hell did the rebels hack into our frequency? I want Theta back here, safe. I don’t know how the hell did Rebels hack into our uplink, or how they turned Theta against us, but I want them safe. What’s the status of Gamma squadron?”
“Still searching, sir.”
“Zeta?”
“Missing sir.”
“Do you think they’re recruited into the rebels? Like Theta?”
“Highly un-possible, Sir.”
“We need to find Theta and Zeta, and bring them back safely. And call Gamma back. We need to get the bomb back. The creatures still pose a threat. Send Gamma to retrieve the bomb. We’ll destroy the source then.”
“Source, sir?” Feron’s aide asked nervously.
“Yes, the source.” Feron said impatiently. “The colony.”
“You mean?” The aide gasped.
“Yes. We’re going to destroy the Gremlins with their own bomb.”

@Playerman: I did that because it would be better. I mean, come on! Charge of Gran Faust versus a big bullet? Of course a bird would make it equal!

@Skype: He's pretty strong, but Rose kinda let him hold her back. If she didn't calm down enough for Kyrie to hold her back, she would have killed Kyrie.

@Hogmos-Forums: I dunno. Chapter comes out in a few days.

A 'BUMP' for my own fan-fiction for two reasons.

1) Just like Thin, I'm bumping, because I don't want a certain someone's old fan-fictions pull me down.

2) For anyone who didn't see my new chapter. xD

Oooo! A love triangle!
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Comments, praise and criticism is appreciated!

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Chapter Fifteen:

Rose grabbed her equipment from an arsenal storage chest. Eclipse, and her trusty blackhawk. She closed the Arsenal chest, then glanced at her new squad. Edo and Alfred from Delta, and Kyrie and Fang from Theta. Carter was still not released from the hospital. Severe injuries, the doctors said. Suddenly, a voice sounded, startling Rose and the others. “Excuse me? Are you Theta squad?”
Rose turned to see a young man, wearing a lab coat and glasses, approaching them, in both of his hands, some kind of bag, with the Spiral Order logo printed on the sides.
Heads nodded a yes, then the scientist opened the bag. “You might have seen some knights having some kind of pet above their shoulders.”
“Battle Sprites. Yeah, I’ve seen them.”
“Yes. Well, Lt.Feron has told me to assign you your Battle Sprites. He said I should let you choose, but I studied your fighting techniques, and I chose the most suitable ones. Oh, and I should warn you. These Sprites..... have personalities, unlike some you might have seen.”
The scientist turned to Rose, “You, Rose, have an ability. Some kind of adrenaline ability, am I correct?” Without waiting for an answer, he continued, “I suggest you take a Drakon. I made some upgrades to his harness, and it should be able to move to the next harness if you wish to upgrade it. The harness has your adrenaline ability, unable to feel pain when in distress, or in anger. Drake also can shoot multiple fireballs.”
The scientist opened his bag, then a Drakon flew out. “Oh please. I’m assigned to this bunch of noobs? Tell me this is a joke. I’d rather be stuck with Feron than go on a field assignment with these noobs.”
The scientist ignored the Drakon, then said to Rose, “As you can see, Drake here.... is pretty angry about going with you.”
“I can tell.” Rose cocked her head to look past the scientist, “Hey Drake! Get your butt over here, or I’m going to drag you here!”
Drake looked at her, then floated to her, with a bored look on his face.
“I can handle him.” Rose said to the scientist, “Who’s next for their Battle Sprites?”
“Kyrie.” The scientist said, hand extended into his bag. “Honestly, I don’t know about him, but I recommend a Seraphynx. Good for any attack style.”
Kyrie leapt up from the floor he was sitting from. “Imma name you SQUEEBALL!”
The Seraphynx seemed happy with his new name, and flew right into Kyrie’s pocket.
“Next is... Alfred. I suggest you to take a Maskeraith. I’ve upgraded it, so it’s shadow cloak is longer, and his harness fires small, non-lethal darts.”
“Edo, I’ve giving you a Seraphynx. His ray of light, instead of harming, will heal, so use carefully.”
“Now Fang... even though you’re not going into the field, I’ll give you a Drakon. He’s a chatterbox, so you’ll have someone to talk to when you’re back in.....” The scientist glanced at the others, then hesitated, “Back in..... there.”
The scientist then zipped his bag, then saluted Theta squad. They saluted in return, then the scientist left. Once the scientist left, Rose grabbed Fang’s arm. “You’re not going back into the Clockworks?”
“Yes. I’m..... visiting my family.” Fang glanced at the others, “I’m taking a break from the Clockworks.”
Rose noticed his glance, then noted the same thing in the scientist. “Let’s walk and talk? I want to show you a great garden.”
Fang nodded, then followed Rose. They arrived at a small, snipe-filled garden, and Rose plopped down. “Where are you going, and why aren’t you going back in the Clockworks?”
Fang hesitated, then sat down next to Rose. “I’m returning to the lab.”
“The lab? Why?”
“My wings..... well, they grafted Valkyrie DNA into me, making my wings. I am the only successful project. The others are either dead, or so crippled they need machines to breath. Apparently, the biotechs want to do more experiments on me, making me stronger and faster.”
“Why didn’t you tell us?”
“I was..... afraid you weren’t going to accept me into your squad. Most people dislike me, due to my abnormality.”
“But we did, didn’t we?”
“Yeah.” Fang stood up, and Rose followed suit. “Well... I better be going.” Rose nodded, and Fang started to walk back into Haven.
Rose herself was about to walk back to the barracks when Fang spoke up. “Rose? Don’t tell anybody about this, okay?”
“Yeah.”
She continued, when Fang said, “Rose? Umm.... Tell Kyrie I said ‘bye’.”
“Alright.”
She was about to enter Haven when Fang said, “Rose? Stay safe, will ya?”
“Alright.”
She entered Haven, and was about to enter the barracks, when Fang spoke up again.
“What now, Fan-”
Rose was interrupted by Fang, who grabbed her head, and crushed his mouth to hers. He kissed her, hard. Surprisingly, she let him. She did not kiss back, but she let him. Fang kissed harder, his hands clawing through her hair, touching a small on her back. And suddenly, there were apart, both of them panting. Fang glanced at Rose, then murmured so softly, that Rose even strained to hear, “I had to do that. At least once.” He got up, then walked away.
Unnoticed by both of them, someone was looking through the barracks windows. And that someone was Kyrie. He had seen the whole thing unfold. He clenched his fist in anger, then let go. Someone, was going to pay.

Hey Kaiju! Thanks for the..... thing.

Believe me, I'll put that into the chapter. :D

Thanks!

I think she meant Skye, because your image is Vinny's. :P

^^

Gods are forced to go to school, and do exams, and not getting companion boxes. :D If that's what a god does, I pity you....

Sorry guys. Short Chapter. Just talking about their love triangle.
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Chapter Sixteen:
Rose entered the barracks, and slipped into her room. She closed her eyes, then then took a deep breath. When she opened her eyes, she was face-to-face with Drake, the Drakon.
“What in hell, Drake?” She snapped, pushing him away.
“You do know your boyfriend saw through the window, right? Honestly, if you want to continue letting boys kiss you like that, you better stop doing that in front of your boyfriend. I just saw him while I was spying on you.”
“You what?”
“Nothing. Anyways, I’m going to meet up with the others.”
Rose gazed at the Sprite, then said menacingly, “Drake. Don’t you DARE tell anyone about this.”
Drake held her gaze, then, “I’ll do whatever I want.”
The Sprite then floated lazily out the door. Rose shook her head angrily, then kicked at her wardrobe. She took a deep breath, then exited her bedroom, closing the door behind her.
She entered the lounge, then heard Drake speaking. She flattened herself to a wall, listening.
"By the way, shouldn't you noobs be gearing up for the Clockworks, not reenacting the stereotypical teenage-romance-love-triangle cliché? Oh, by the way, Kyrie, you really need to step up your game. Now, I'm not sure what's going on, but if you wanna keep that hot -yes, I'm a Drakon. I called her hot. Get the joke?- girlfriend of yours, you'll need to make her feel wanted. You know, so she won't go around letting all her male friends French kiss her."
Rose entered the room, glancing at Kyrie. He had his fists clenched, his face in a mask of rage.
“Drake? You can shut up now.” She said.
“Well, I would if I wanted to, but I don't, so deal with-"
“Drake. SHUT THE HELL UP. NOW.” She stepped right into Drake’s face, her hand on her Blackhawk.
“Sheesh. Alright.” He turned to glance at the rest of Theta, silently saying, “See? Damn scary.”
He floated out of the room, and then Rose glanced at Theta squad. “Dismissed.” She said quietly, “Kyrie? A word. And if I find any of you listening, or even you Drake, you’re going to lose a hand.”
Drake floated up from behind her, “You’re good.” He followed the departing males, sticking a tongue out before slamming the door shut behind him.
Rose glanced once at the door, then looked at Kyrie. He was staring at the floor, hands in his pockets.
Kyrie glanced at the door, then said, “If you’re here to say something about Fang, save it.” He started for the door, when Rose grabbed his arm. “Please, Kyrie. It wasn’t me. Fang kissed me. I didn't’ kiss back.”
“I don’t care about him kissing you.” He scowled, then put his hand on the doorknob.
“Then what do you care about?” Rose cried, half exasperated, half pleading.
Kyrie turned, then a sad look registered in his face. “Do you have feelings for him?” sounding like a kid.
Rose faltered, hesitating. Did she have feelings for Fang?
“Just as I thought.” Kyrie said bitterly, shaking his head. He opened the door, exited the room, then closed the door with a slam.
Rose opened the door, calling after Kyrie, but he was already out of sight. She sighed, then flopped down on a couch. What was she going to do?