🌘Chapter 14🌒

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      "This is starting to get insane. Like, I've been alive for a long time, but this is most likely the second worst thing to happen to me," Molten Boss groaned. The titans were trying to enjoy their off time, but after Medic talk to them about the incident with Mage, it has been tense.

      The moon was getting close to full each passing day and they've barely scratched the surface of what they were dealing with. They were down a titan and team moral was down with the loss of Scout.

      Not to mention the titans were starting to miss their biomes. They have been away in this foreign place, practically being tortured. They also couldn't just go for a stroll with the unknown dangers lurking out there with Umbra and her goons out there.

      Raider signed something angrily. He cowered as Swordmaster, the one titan that could understand him, got on him for it, "Hey! Don't be using that kind of language!"

      That quickly made the smaller titan tuck his hands away as to not get in any more trouble. Swordmaster being gone for two weeks meant he got away with that, now he needs to learn how to be careful again.

      Frost Spirit and Nuclear King gently dueled with their new weapons, the both of them still adjusting to the major change. They were nervous. It was almost full moon and they hardly had a chance with their new weapons.

      That worried Swordmaster as well. He took extra time to perfect these weapons, now he was worried that he might of taken a bit too long. Swordmaster shook his head, he knew his fellow titans would be ready to fiercely fight no matter what.

      However, he was still very worried. When the full moon hits, they will have to go out to war. If they were all going out, then who would stay behind to-

      "Fucking- OW! You hit me, you oversized glowstick!" Molten Boss barked. Nuclear King had accidently jabbed Molten with the bottom of his war axe whem pulling back. Despite trying to apologise, he was still blown up at.

      "There are so many other places to be doing that, but you had to pick here!" Molten snarled as he got up, most likely to turn it physical. Before he could, Swordmaster barked over himself, "Do not start anything! You are grown titans, feared by many! Such a shame for you to act like a child."

      Other titans snickered at Molten Boss as he was insulted. Molten flamed up for a moment and hissed Swordmaster's way. Just as quickly as he flamed up, he calmed back down and marched outside.

      Fallen King watched Molten leave. He sighed and placed his face into his hands. He knew exactly what was wrong and why he was getting so easilg irritated.

      "What a hot head, what's his deal?" Nuclear King grumbled as he put down his weapon to take a break. Frost Spirit did the same and fluttered up to his hammock up above, giving a little wave to Sinister while he was up there.

      If only they knew, they wouldn't be so harsh. Fallen King was also still mourning, but Molten Boss was still like a gushing wound that won't heal or close.

      "This is stressful times, do not mind him. Our fates hang in the balance," Swordmaster reassured the others. Everyone dropped it and went about their day. Everyone except Molten, who was now else where, fuming.

      The fire titan had gone to the outskirts of the camp where barely anyone came. All there was was overgrown weeds and an old fence with forgotten cans laying around. Some had bullet holes from who knows how long ago.

      Molten Boss decided to have mercy on the old bench that was there and leave it alone. He knew well that it would be scorched if he touched it while in his angry state.

      He grabbed rocks and crushed them until they were sparkling crystals. Then he would chuck them to the ground and watch them shatter. The sparkling debree would shimmer away and scatter around.

      War was fast approaching. Molten Boss was not new to it, but this was different to all of them. Fighting other titans wasn't new either, but to be in a full on war with them? Only Void Reaver had been in such a war before. The ancient titan was a veteran. He was nearly as old as the others put together.

      However, each war was different. With titans being a dying race, they were all afraid of this war. If something happened, there would be no one to replace them. Well, for almost all of them. Molten Boss was very much unaware about Gravedigger's predicament.

      "Gravedigger..." Molten Boss murmured out. His heart ached for that stupid titan to come running up to him and shake dirt all over him. Molten Boss would promise never to angry at him if it meant having that annoying pest come back.

      However, this world could do many things but that. Gravedigger was gone, it was a hard fact to take. It was one Molten Boss wanted to keep on denying. As much as he tried to pretend everything was okay, he could not ease himself.

      Molten Boss was lost in thought when he shivered a bit. Looking down, he noticed how drastically he began to cool down. Molten Boss gasped and stamped his foot, the natural hot glow beginning to come back to him.

      It was dangerous being in that state, that left him vulnerable to attack. It made Molten Boss worry even more about himself. If he didn't keep his emotions in check, then he could end up getting himself killed. He knew very well that those titans weren't against it.

      "Everything is okay... I should head back," Molten Boss spoke to himself. The others are probably wondering what got him so insanely pissy. That was something Molten Boss did not want to talk about it. He liked to be seen as hardcore, and he was going to keep it that way.

      However, this anger could cost him. Maybe he should be careful with his emotions. Staring up at the sky, he saw the outline of the moon and sneered. Soon he'll be able to get that witch. When he gets her, she will face his wrath.

      Huffing, Molten Boss went back to the camp to see if he could help out with something. It would take his mind off everything and besides, he kinda liked how these towers oogled at him and praised him when he lifted things they would need a whole team to do. Everything will be okay, revenge is just around the corner.

    A lot of things were just around the corner...




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"All you have to do is just fall! Easy!" Gravedigger instructed Scout as they stood over a gaping hole. Scout looked down at it and gulped, it looked to be endless.

"It's sort of like a portal, but I wouldn't remember. Trust us, you will be okay. They will be waiting I'm sure," Gravedigger did his best to ease the tower's anxiety. Scout was held in Gravekeeper's hands, having enough room to stand on them.

Scout stared for a moment more before looking up at the titans, "You sure I won't just fall to the bottom and go splat?"

Gravekeeper hummed and then spoke, his voice gravelly, "We are sure. Think about it like peacefully sleeping. Your friends and family will be there, new friends too. However, the moon is almost full, you must go now."

Scout stared up at them for a second more before looking at the hole. Then, he imagined it as one big swimming pool. That would be fun.

Taking a few steps back on the hand he stood on, he ran forward and lept without warning, his body hurling straight into the hole.

"Thanks, kid! We'll see you, but hopefully not too soon!" Gravedigger bid farewell. That was the last thing Scout heard as he fell into the darkness of the pit.

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      The camp graveyard sat a couple miles from the camp, the place was usually quiet and lonely. Scout's grave sat a bit away from everyone elses, flowers and other trinkets sitting away from it.

      Then, the gravestone shifted a bit. Not by much, but you could tell it tilted. It was almost as if something had moved from under it...


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