3 AM.

Zone One, Skarka City. Wrathak.

A tank rolled through the now bombed Zone One, it had a large singular cannon on top of it and was being guarded by three footmen on each side. Skar of the Kalamitus was also escorting it through the zone in front of the tank, his large fur coat blowing in the wind. Some houses were still on fire.

"So they're lettin' the houses burn..keh. Guess they have no time to stop the flames if they are being shot in the back by these rebels!" The 6'6 man said as he slowly walked with the tank.

Behind the patrol dead bodies covered the streets, showing that they have already taken care of some rebels in Zone One.

"Hmmmm." Skar looked up on top of one of the bombed buildings to their left, spotting a figure with a rocket launcher aiming at the tank. He swiftly climbed on top of the tank and extending his left arm, the figure on top of the building saw this, but fired anyways.

BOOM!

The footmen jumped away from the explosion, some hitting the floor and some simply looking in shock.

"Shit!"

"Whe..Where is Skar?"

The dust settled, and Skar was seen on top of the tank with silver glowing eyes. His right arm was extending out in front of him with the rest of his body crouched down slightly. His hand was now wrapped in an extremely heavy silver gauntlet with sharp nails, grabbing the remains of the rocket in his hand, half his face was also covered in a heavily plated silver helmet with steel wings on the side of it.

"Keh..good thing I protected my face from the rest of that."

He threw the remains to the side.

"DO NOT COMPARE ME TO A MERE TANK!"

He yelled, pointing up at the building as his armor desummoned, his eyes stopped glowing silver as this happened. The tank slowly turned its cannon towards it, firing. The building quickly collapsed after being shot.

The patrol kept moving and Skar grinned, putting his hands in his coat's pockets. "Idiots don't stand a chance with me here.."

...

A few more groups of rebels later, the tank stopped and the driver poked his upper body out the top of the tank through a hatch.

"Sir, we've come full circle around the Zone."

Skar looked ahead and took out his phone. "Good.." He put his phone up to his ear.

"Zone One secure, keh! Didn't take much effort! Only had to activate Legionary once!"

Trench's voice was heard on the end of the phone.

"Hmmm...surely they would have more than that for Zone One..." He mumbled, before sighing and talking to Skar once more. "Okay, head to Zone Ten. After that regroup at the southeast roadblock in Zone Six, Kruger already cleared it so we're using that as a regroup point."

"Yes si-"

...

Skar looked ahead of him at a white figure slowly walking towards them down the street.

"I might be late, sir..."

Skar hunged up and pocketed the phone, looking at the figure slowly walking.

"Keh..OI!"

He shouted at the figure who was now close enough to examine, a sharp-looking man with black-framed glasses and white wavy hair, having brown eyes. They were wearing a white trenchcoat alongside gray jeans and black combat boots with steel toes; it was Kry.

Kry stared at Skar unfazed, whilst Skar pointed at Kry with one hand, his other hand in his fur coat's pocket.

"Look at this nerd! I must say you look much more formal than the other skum we just killed!"

Kry looked at the tank slowly pointing its cannon at him, but before it could fire Kry's glare sharpened causing the barrel on the cannon to slowly start folding upwards, twisting the steel with a large screech. Skar looked at this and his eyes widened. "What the fuck?!" Skar looked at Kry and pointed at him. "FIRE!"

Kry swiftly applied a huge gravitational pull to the ground near each footman and as they fired their rifles the bullets curved into the ground shortly followed by their rifles being ripped out their hands, then the footmen themselves. The footmen tried to get up.

"I..I CANT GET UP! I'M STUCK TO THE GROUND!"

"GH- HE'S USING MAGIK!"

The footmen shouted amongst themselves.

Skar looked at his men reduced to being useless on the ground like slugs. He looked at Kry and stood off the tank slowly, stepping onto the ground with a thud. He took off his fur coat and threw it to the side, wearing a black tank top underneath. He had a very muscular body, his arms being well defined and having various cuts and scars across them. His cut across his eye however remained the largest.

He shot a glare at Kry.

"What is your name, Magikan!?"

Kry stood still, his trench coat flowing in the wind. "Kry Kenlok."

"Kry...keh!" Skar swiftly took a revolver out his pocket and fired a single bullet at Kry, Kry saw him reach for his pocket and applied an orbit to a lampost on the side of the road in the middle of the two, causing the bullet to spin around in the middle of the two and back to Skar, hitting him in the shoulder. Skar grunted and dropped the gun, staggering to the side and holding his shoulder.

"Grrrr~" He ripped the bullet out and looked at Kry. "Bastard!"

Skar slammed his fists together.

"LEGIONARYYY!"

Skar's eyes burned a bright silver and his body was swiftly wrapped in heavy silver armor, each finger on the gauntlet and feet being sharp and his helmet having a mouth that opened when Skar opened his mouth, having extremely sharp silver teeth. There was a thin horizontal visor across the helmet where Skar's two glowing eyes were striking through.

"I'M GONNA FUCKIN' ERADICATE YOU!!"

Skar sprinted at Kry full speed, each step causing a crack in the ground and a large crashing sound. Kry was surprised by his speed and was grabbed by his foot as he tried to roll.

"Fast!" Kry thought as he was thrown into a ruined building on the other side of the street. Kry landed inside the living room of the house and rolled, landing on his stomach. He coughed blood and slowly stood up. "There goes a few ribs...shit!"

Skar was heard approaching from the newly created wall in the front of the house. Kry quickly ran upstairs with a few grunts, holding his ribs.

He hid inside a bedroom by the doorway and took a potion out of his pocket, lifting up his shirt and pouring it on his ribs. "Soak into the skin, cmon..."

He used his gravity to force the liquid to soak into his skin, and after a few moments of waiting he felt his ribs starting to repair. He stood up and looked out the window of the bedroom, noticing Skar wasn't on the street anymore.

Kry froze in place and heard a heavy set of footsteps coming up the stairs. He waited by the window and after seeing Skar enter the bedroom he jumped out of it, landing on the street. He instantly turned around and extended both hands towards the house, rupturing the foundations of the house with his magik and causing it to collapse. Dust kicked up and Kry coughed, covering his eyes with his forearm. As soon as the dust settled he looked at the demolished house.

"Hmm.."

Kry got into a defensive stance as the rubble started to move. Skar slowly stood up from the rubble and looked at Kry with his silver eyes through the thin visor of the helmet. Kry grimaced and ran to the tank, Skar swiftly following after him. Kry stood on top of the tank and applied a strong gravitational pull to the back of the tank where the gasoline was located, Skar grunted and took a few more steps but was scooped off his feet and thrown to the gasoline tank, his back being attached to it.

"GRRR!!!!" Skar growled and struggled, seeing Kry take an assault rifle off of the ground that belonged to one of the footmen. He stood a far distance away from the tank and aimed.

Skar started to panic but was met with a bullet into the gasoline tank, causing the tank to explode.

BOOOOOM!!!!!!!

The footmen at the side of the tank were set on fire and presumably killed instantly by the explosion. Kry dropped the rifle and started to walk away with heavy exhale, holding his ribs which were still healing.

"KRY!!!!"

Kry slowly turned around, the armored Skar now on fire. The explosion seemed to have not affected him at all. He was panting heavily under his armor, Kry could feel the stare of death through the visor.

"I'll be strong enough to kill you, and protect this city from subhuman trash!"

Kry got into a defensive stance once more as Skar yelled.

"So it is strength you seek?" Kry asked, getting ready for anything.

...

Twenty Years ago.

A Villiage Somewhere in Homstala.

"CALL THE FIRE EMERGENCY!"

"I DID I CALLED THE AMBULANCE AS WELL!"

A large group of people were watching in horror at a burning house in the forest village, various people running around and trying to put it out by throwing buckets of water at the house, but it was in vain...

Inside of the house was a young boy with brown hair in a vest and shorts, underneath him was a young blonde girl who looked to be around the same age as him. She was stuck under a wooden beam. They were both surrounded by fire and were in the only part of the house that wasn't completely on fire; the living room. There was no way out, but the boy was talking to the girl.

"I'll get you out sis! Don't worry!!"

The boy tried to lift the beam but he wasn't strong enough, the beam didn't move at all.

"GRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!"

He tried again..

and again.....

and again........

and again............

"Brother...you gotta get yourself out of here, you can't lift it...it's too heavy.."

The boy froze in place, and the sister grabbed his collar, looking into his eyes.

"It's okay."

She pushed the boy away and out of the living room window. The boy's vest caught on fire as this happened but he didn't care. He tried to go back in but the living room completely collapsed inside.

"SISSSS!!!!!!"

He cried out, the locals ran to the boy who's shirt was still on fire. He tried to go back into the house through the window even though the room had already collapsed but was dragged away from it by the locals, they poured water on him putting the fire out.

The boy growled and tried once more, but was pinned down by the locals.

"You'll be hurt!!!"

"Is he okay??"

The young boy, Skar..cried as he stared at his family home collapse under the fire..

...

"I wasn't strong enough...I could have lifted it if I wasn't so weak.."

....

Kry watched Skar slowly walk towards him, before charging once more. Kry shook his head and watched the charging inferno before him, before gripping him with gravity, lifting him up into the air. Kry growled and struggled with how heavy Skar was, Skar meanwhile could only growl in anger.

"Cmon!!" Kry bled from the corner of his mouth thanks to the magik strain as he lifted Skar a few meters off the ground, Skar growled louder and started to struggle in the air.

"ARGHHHH!" Kry started to crush Skar, Skar looked at Kry through his helmet and his glowing eyes started to slowly get darker..

Kry coughed blood, the strain was too much for him to handle. But he kept crushing Skar. Skar's eyes soon went dark as the helmet caved into his brain.

Kry saw this and dropped Skar onto the ground, the armor desummoning. Kry collapsed onto his hands and knees and puked more blood.

"That armour..was harder than anything I have crushed.." He thought as he wiped his bottom lip of blood, looking up at the dead Skar who had a gaping hole in the back of his head. "Stupid bastard....may you rest in peace."

Kry's phone rang and he answered, kneeling on the floor. "Hey.."

"Hey, bud. You all okay over there? Deal with the patrol wiping everyone out?"

"Yeah, I did. And there was someone with..probably a Braveye."

"Braveye?...Hm. Radius said the same, he had to retreat away from Zone Six, they were too powerful."

Kry stood up and sighed. "Yeah..yeah...I'll have to come back to you, I had some strain dealing with him."

"You? Strain??"

"Yeah..I'll tell you about it when I'm back."

"Okay..and Kry?"

"Yeah?"

"What exactly is...a Braveye?"

...

"I don't know myself, seems like a collection of magikal techniques."

"Okay...come on back, I have a spare few Strain Potions that might help you."

"Got it..see you soon."

Kry hung up and walked over to the dead Skar. He closed Skar's eyes and simply walked away.

Zone One remains free of government control...for now.

Braveye Profile: Legionary

Braveye User: Skar

Allows Skar to summon armor stronger than even steel onto himself, this armor is weightless to Skar but extremely heavy to anyone else. It is also resistant to fire.