All Chapters of General Rhys Vermillion: Return of The Dark Phoenix: Chapter 201
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Noelle smiled, looking at Rhys. She knew that he was trying to make sure that things would be settled down and there wouldn't be anything that would lead them into something that was far more dangerous. "I know this isn't the best of times for you to handle something like this, but I want to make sure that there isn't going to be anything..." "Please, can I speak to Lady Leonhart?" Rhys had a smile on his face; it seemed he was happy to tell her about things that looked like they were not going to be alright. "The only reason why we didn't want to tell you or bring back the memories was that if you got everything back then, you would understand that it is far deeper than you imagine..." Rhys was looking at her, his mind at ease, but he knew that if she knew what happened in the past, then it didn't mean that she was out of harm's way. "I need you to know that there is going to be trouble on the road ahead, and the last thing I want is putting you in a spot where you aren't going t
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Grant stood in the meeting room, waiting for the members of the Crest to come. He hadn't gotten any message that would lead him to Sio or the return of the Ithereians. "Verna, if you are trying to make me see something in this twisted way you think, then please do tell me what it is..."Grant turned to see Verna standing right behind him, and there wasn't anything that they would send anyone into a spiral, and how he was looking at the angles it was coming from. "I came to see them, and for some reason you don't know when one of the people in your care is planning to kill you or do even worse..."Verna spoke as if he had heard something and was trying to keep it from Grant. Slowly turned, Grant met with his eyes, and he tried to see if there was anything there that would help him get to the bottom of what he was talking about. "Why in the world are..." Verna placed something on the table, and it made Grant go silent, and it was now clear to him that they were dealing with somethi
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Salvatore had come to Zenovia for something far deeper than anything they would want to say. It has been about seventeen years since his family was killed in that gruesome act, and he hasn't done anything to make sure that they will understand he wasn't going to keep silent. "Lord Salvatore, you did know that doing this might bring on a war that you would want to keep down a notch..." Daniel was trying to see if he would get Salvatore to get down from the plan he had. The old master smiled, looking at Daniel, seeing the worried look on his face, and how he was trying to make sure that nothing was going to happen on the wrong part of everything they had kept. "I understand your concern, Daniel, but if I don't do something to show them that I am still a factor, then they will only act as they please and not do anything of importance...""True," Daniel nodded, looking at Salvatore, getting ready for something. "But if you aren't careful then....""Then I might get them to look into R
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Noelle found herself in the range of memories that she never knew were still part of her. Looking at them, she saw some that made her realize that there was more to her life than what she had seen growing up. And it wasn't the things she knew about. Standing in the middle of the Leonhart garden, Noelle was playing with two children, and it was the best time of their lives. One of the children was a boy with long, white, curly hair, and the other was a girl with chestnut hair and freckles on her face. They were having the time of their lives as they were running through the garden. "Cmon Noelle, catch me!!"The girl yelled, jumping up and down as Noelle and the boy chased him. "Gotcha!" Noelle screamed when they caught up with the girl, and the smile on her face widened. Noelle stood there in the plain, trying to understand why she was brought to that particular memory. The boy's face, which she was playing with, began to clear up, and she could see who it was. Even if it wasn't
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"Sio, I know that you are trying to make sure that Zenovia will be a haven where people can strive and find their paths in things, but you are doing it in the wrong way." Hidan was looking at his brother, trying to tell him that there was something far deeper than what he was planning on doing there. "There is no wrong way, Hidan," Sio was convinced that his plan and ideals would be the only way that they would be able to move Zenovia forward, and it was bound to get more out. "You're talking about us becoming dictators, and taking control of a land we are meant to protect. I don't know if you are aware, but that isn't how we do things, and it isn't going to be the order of anything!"Hidan wasn't the type of person who would want to let anyone control any other person; his mind and soul were always trying to make sure that there wasn't going to be anything that would stand in the way of order. Sio, on the other hand, was one to have many things on his head at the same time, and he
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"So you're telling me that they managed to find him in Morthor and they are now moving in on him?" Saint turned to look at Jiron. He had given them the info they needed to find Sio. "He wouldn't go there if he wasn't going to be with Langris, and if I know the Order from everything I have been told and how I was trying to put together..." Jiron brought out lists of names that would help them tackle the attack, but there wasn't anything that would strike them down. "If you understand anything about Morthor, it has one of the strongest and nastiest minds to walk the continent..." Saint was looking at the paper when he saw some names Rhys had encountered in the past, and there was something that would not guarantee they would not have close calls with the man. "If he is there, then that means he has access to someone or anything there that would make him even think of it..." Saint needed to confirm that his thoughts weren't going to be just a hunch, and it was clear that he was goin
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The founding families of Zenovia used to hold a meeting every three years, a meeting that would always show them how to hold their heads up for the next journey. The Vermillions, Leonharts, Vegas, Marions, Kirians. The founding families of Zenovia were still around, but most of them hid for the rest of their lives, trying to avoid anything that might lead to their own downfall. “I must say, it has been a long time since I came to one of these meetings, and there was nothing that would have made me even…” Ortega Marion, the patriarch of the Marion family, had his eyes on the chair that would elevate their next work. “You're always eager, Ortega,” Lily Kirian, an old woman who kept her head in an order that would lead them down. “...it isn't always the best thing for you to be this eager; you are getting old, and there isn't going to be a chance that you would control your blood pressure.” They shared a laugh; amongst them, the Vegas was missing. They were the first to feel the wr
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Marcus and Kiva had arrived in Morthor; their plan was simple— find Sio before the Order did… “Dont you think that they would notice we are gone? And what are we going to do when they give an order for us to be killed?” Kiva stared at Marcus, knowing that he hadn't gotten far into the thinking processes of what he was trying to do. Marcus didn't have anything on his head aside from the thought of choking the life out of Sio and making sure that they understood that they were about to enter hell. “There has to be a little chance that you understand that I am not going to let whatever it is they have going for them affect my vengeance, and it is—” Ka–Boom! An explosion destroyed the building next to them; it was fast and unexpected. Marcus readied himself, trying to make sure that there wasn't anything that would startle them. Out of the rubble, Sio flew down, holding a blade close to him as he hovered down. Marcus clenched his teeth, looking at the man as he held his blade. “
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Marcus was confused; he didn't know what had happened when he tried to hit Sio, and something about the way Sio had his eyes on him wasn't clear. The force beyond his gaze was powerful yet domineering; nothing would have prepared him. ‘I thought that there was a chance where I would be the one standing right above him; I thought I would be able to avenge Loo…’ Marcus looked up, seeing Sio move like the shadow of the warriors; there wasn't anything that would have prepared him to see that there was a rank way above him. ‘...how, how on earth is he that strong?! I believed that there was a chance for me to overpower him, but there is no way for me to even imagine what is happening.’ Kiva, on the other hand, was filled with fear, looking at Sio and Langris moving like demons in sync. A powerful one that couldn't be caught; who they were fighting was still a mystery, and there wasn't a chance anyone could hold down what they had in their mind. Sio and Langris were fighting the mini
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Sio stood there; his mind darted around all the possible things that could happen, and there was one on his mind, and it bothered the hell out of him. His death. The man took a step further, and the next thing was a flicker, and he vanished. Sio raised his blade, holding down his defense, and there wasn't anything that would get him to even stand. The shockwave from the strike shook the buildings next to them. Sio almost lost his stance looking at the man right in front of him, and there was a dreadful look in his eyes that made everything feel unreal; the very way he was trying to avoid the hit was far beyond anything he had tried. Blood gushed out of his mouth; the man he was fighting was far stronger than anyone would have imagined. Sio’s legs shook as he looked at the man right in front of him, and there was no way for him to imagine how strong the man in front of him was. “You dare…” Sio took another step forward; something about the man made him realize he was dealing with