The Immoral Immortal

Terra walked down a trail on the mountain. It wasn't that long of a walk back up to her camp. It was a little quiet town. She was low on food supplies and that day it was starting to get cold. She came down the trail and saw a bit of dirt road ahead of herself. She looked across the street and saw a little hut. It looked like a shop of some kind. Terra walked over and entered the shop. She saw a booth and sat down. An old man walked into the room from the back.

Old Man: Oh, hello ma'am.

Terra was startled. She hadn't interacted with a real human in around 2 weeks.

Terra: H-Hi.

Old Man: Where'd you come from? You certainly aren't a regular.

Terra: No. I can leave if you'd like…

Old Man: No! You may stay. It's just. You don't look like you're from around here. You a traveler?

Terra: I just need to pass by for supplies and a little bit of cold air. Actually, do you have any bandages?

Old Man: Yes, actually. Here, I can help you with that.

Terra: N-no. The bandages will do.

Old Man: Okay. If that's how you'd like it.

He left the room and came back in a matter of seconds. He threw the bandages to Terra. She caught them effortlessly.

Old Man: My name's Ivan by the way.

Terra: I'm Terra.

Ivan: You are a very mysterious person Terra. What's your story?

Terra: I dunno.

Ivan: That's how it's going to be?

Terra: *sigh* Listen.

Terra was struggling to wrap one of the bandages around her arm.

Ivan: I can help you. Just cooperate.

Terra: *Sigh* Alright.

Ivan treated Terra's wounds.

Ivan: So, your story?

Terra: Well long story short, I'm trying to climb that mountain across the street so I can find my village.

Ivan: Village? What's the name?

Terra: Uhm, Flo Valley. Why?

Ivan: It's been about 5 years since I heard that name.

Terra: …

Ivan: Something wrong?

Terra: No. I just need to make it there.

Ivan: It's in the mountains. But I could take you there.

Terra: No. I'm fine by myself.

Ivan: Traveling on my motorcycle is certainly faster than on fo-

Terra: No! I-I'm good!

Iven: Okay. I'm sorry for being pushy.

Terra: It's okay. You were just trying to help.

They both heard the door open.

Ivan: Wait here. It may be a customer.

Ivan walked over to the counter of the shop. There was a woman there with blue hair, a plain white shirt and some sort of blue tunic hanging from her waist.

Ivan: A-Amala! How's it going? What would you like today? Some more garlic bread?

Amala looked around and observed the room.

Amala: No. you know what I want.

Ivan: I still don't have what you want! I'm sorry!

Amala: Sorry doesn't cut it. Show me where he is. Or maybe you really don't wanna show me.

Amala grabbed a vase.

Amala: Wow, this looks like it could cost lots of money. I wonder what would happen if…

Ivan: No!

Amala dropped the rare vase on the ground.

Amala: Tomorrow. I'd better get it.

Ivan: o-okay.

Amala went to leave. But Terra jumped out into the open.

Terra: Hey! Stop! You can't just come in here and start breaking this man's valuable stuff! You should pay for that right now!

Amala: Oh really?

Terra: Yeah! You think I'm joking?

Ivan: Terra, drop it.

Terra: No! I don't see real people in 2 weeks and the second person I meet is an asshole like you!

Amala: You clearly have no idea how the world works. I can show you if you want.

Terra: you don't want that. Like, you really don't want that.

Amala: I think I do. Let's go outside.

Terra: Alright. Cmon.

Amala: How old?

Terra: 16.

Amala: Jeez. I don't wanna kill a kid.

Terra: Kill?

Amala: If it comes down to it.

Terra beckoned Amala. Who balled up her fists and approached. She tried to grab Terra's arm but she easily escaped it. Terra kicked her in the back of the leg and kneed her in the stomach.

Amala: You're much more savvy than I thought.

Terra kicked Amala back. Amala threw a one two punch. Terra sidestepped this and sweeped Amala onto her back.

Terra: You're getting beat up by a kid!

Amala grabbed Terra's leg and stood up. Holding Terra upside-down. Amala threw Terra into the side of the hut hard. Terra got up but just as she got to her feet the real pain started to hit.

Amala: You really think I'm just some regular?

Amala walked closer to Terra. But Ivan came out with a gun.

Ivan: You leave her alone. This is between us.

Amala: *sigh* fair enough. Put the gun away. Or I'll shove it up your ass.

Amala walked away from them. Ivan led Terra inside.

Terra: What did that bitch want?

Ivan: *sigh.* She wanted a map. To an MFI control camp.

Terra: Why?

Ivan: She's after someone.

Terra: Who?

Ivan: Um. Someone called Beck.

Terra: beck…

Ivan: What was that?

Terra: I need to catch up to her.

Ivan: I wouldn't do that.

Terra: Exactly.

Terra went and grabbed her bag and spear. She also grabbed two full rolls of bread.

Terra: How much?

Ivan: Dollar each.

Terra: Wait. I have no money...

Ivan: Ah whatever it's two dollars. And clearly what you are doing is more important than what I have here. You are inspired and brave. Good luck.

Terra: Thank you.

Terra left the store in a hurry. She looked to her side and saw Amala still walking down the street. Terra ran over to Amala and caught up surprisingly quickly.

Terra: Hey!

Amala sighed and turned to Terra with a menacing look in her eye.

Amala: Leave before I put your face into that telephone pole over there.

Terra: Yeah I don't doubt you could do that. But we have similar interests!

Amala: What? Are both our mom's names Martha?

Terra: What? That would be really stupid.

Amala: What do you want?

Terra: Let me get straight to the point.

Terra: You're after Beck right?

Amala: …

Terra: I know you are!

Amala: Yeah, what does a kid like you need to know about Beck?

Amala started trying to walk away from Terra. But Terra followed.

Terra: It's personal with me and him. I'm gonna take him down.

Amala broke out laughing.

Amala: Seriously?! You want to beat Beck?!

Terra: W-Well what are you going to do about him?

Amala: I'm going to take down one of his bases.

Terra: isn't that pretty much the same thing i'm trying to do?

Amala: It's just a base. He stole something of mine.

Terra: You expect to destroy the base by yourself?

Amala: Then why would you wanna go up against the entirety of Beck;s army?

Terra: I have nothing left to lose.

Amala: ...Good for you.

Terra: Let me help! Two heads are better than one you know!

Amala: I heard you inside that store. Trying to be all independent and whatnot. If you're such a lone wolf then why would you come after me?

Terra: I just showed! We have a common enemy!

Terra: Do you even know where you're going?

Amala: Well, yes and no. I can sense the object Beck stole from me. But if you give me real directions to Beck's place then I guess you can come with me.

Terra: I've been all around the mountains! I could find it.

Amala: Not very convincing.

Amala grabbed Terra and threw her over the fence next to them into a field. Terra got up and kept following Amala

Amala: Won't you go away?

Terra: Never. I need your help as much as I need yours! We could take out that base way easier if I helped! You may have super strength. But that won't be enough!

Amala: Hmm. I guess that'll suffice.

Terra: What?

Amala: Your power level. Plus you fight like a Chaste soldier.

Terra: You know the Chaste?

Amala: Yeah. I've seen them all around. And they all fight the same.

Terra: Either way, what's a power level? How do you know it.

Amala: A power level is a calculation that shows how powerful you are.

Terra: How good am I compared to you?

Amala: Not even close right now. But you aren't terrible. Especially with that armor. So I guess you can come with.

Terra: Ha! Great! You made the right decision!

Amala: Yeah right. I'm way more than you. Plus I'm weaker right now because I don't have my special weapon.

Terra: What's this weapon?

Amala: It's called a soul blade.

Terra: Woah.

Amala: Yeah sure. Every blade comes with its own power. I have soul blade 12 of 16. I'm taking it back.

Terra: Why do you think they stole it?

Amala: Probably because they wanted to use it's soul power to power their facilities.

Terra: Wait. So if we take it do you think it'll take out multiple bases?

Amala: That's what he gets for messing with me.

- - - - - - - -

A soldier walked into a facility. It was a warehouse littered with boxes all around. He was pushing a big box on a cart.

???: Hey.

Soldier: Y-yes commander?

The man standing before him was clearly a higher rank. He had a dog tag that said "Erik Kirave." The soldier was clearly shaken seeing Erik's left arm. It was that of a monster's. One large spike on his forearm and another on his upper arm. He picked up the box with his two hands and carried it over to where the boxes belonged.

Soldier: Th-Thanks commander.

Erik: What is the problem? Are you unsettled by something?

Soldier: No. I'm just surprised by your...um...Differences.

Erik controlled his anger.

Erik: ...I understand. We all have our differences. Mine is just more apparent.

Soldier: I'm sorry. It's just that arm. How did that happen?

Erik started to sway side to side. He was becoming uncomfortable.

Erik: It was...It's none of your business.

Soldier: Excuse me?

Erik: IT'S NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS!

Erik took his monstrous arm and shoved it through the soldier's chest. He withdrew his hand. Erik sat down and tried to calm himself down. But he couldn't contain himself. He picked up a box and fired it across the room. He sat back down and started singing some sort of lullaby. This calmed him down a little bit. He got up and walked into a room that was top security. He took out a keycard and opened it. There was a sword embedded into a huge computer. It read on the computer "POWER TO ALL SYSTEMS: B5-B10." Erik smiled.