AD7 returned to the group after the most important of tasks.\u00a0 Her body signaled a short while ago that she drank quite enough water.\u00a0 Walking back to the others, she had a little trouble moving naturally.\u00a0 Perhaps it was a side effect of her recent reanimation.\u00a0 However, she moved far better than the average champion would after rejuvenation.<\/p>\n
GarDNAnge1 still waited for Cyd to finish working.\u00a0 His shift had less than an hour left.\u00a0 Oyintsa and Royal seemed the most tired of waiting, but wait they must.\u00a0 Cyd was a rare find.\u00a0 He knew much more than they ever could about rejuvenation.\u00a0 He had studied the particulars of all the talent sets.\u00a0 He also hated his job and wanted to go somewhere else.\u00a0 They had this one chance to make sure he went with them.<\/p>\n
As AD7 reached the couch, Tirzah made a suggestion based on her team\u2019s complaints.\u00a0 “Oyintsa, Royal, why don’t you take our friend outside and show her around while we wait,” she said.<\/p>\n
They both stood up immediately; more than happy to do something, anything other than sit around.\u00a0 AD7 was anxious to see what was outside as well.\u00a0 The rejuvenation center was dark but nice and very clean.\u00a0 She wanted to see the city that housed such a building.<\/p>\n
As they reached the door, Royal tucked her hair back into her cloak preparing to raise her hood.\u00a0 Oyintsa lifted his hood then turned to AD7.\u00a0 “Just so you know friend,” he\u00a0said in a solemn tone, “the city has changed a lot for the worse.”<\/p>\n
AD7 heard him but didn’t listen.\u00a0 She had already reached the solid metal doors eager to see what was on the other side.\u00a0 The doors opened quickly as she pulled with surprising strength.<\/p>\n
She was not prepared.<\/p>\n
She walked out, staring in disbelief at the sight that assaulted her.\u00a0 Weed stalks grew through cracks in the street.\u00a0 Dead leaves and other debris were scattered everywhere.\u00a0 The buildings that used to be houses and shops only served as fences for random plants growing through them.<\/p>\n
However, she saw much more than what was apparent.\u00a0 She also saw the city as it once was.\u00a0 The weed stricken streets, every gutted house it was all hers once, hers and beautiful.\u00a0 She could hear the echoes of children playing.\u00a0 This city held great beauty but it was gone, all of it gone.<\/p>\n
The memory hit her hard.\u00a0 She had planned these streets and built them.\u00a0 Her machines cut each pebble in the gravel road to fit together perfectly without the use of mortar.\u00a0 The road she had finished was perfectly smooth.\u00a0 She used to look at it in awe every time she went into town for supplies.<\/p>\n
She had designed each house and shop personally.\u00a0 Each was designed to the specifications of the owners.\u00a0 Each of them was colorful and clean, as individual as the people that lived in them.\u00a0 This city was beautiful, once.<\/p>\n
A tear forms in her eye.\u00a0 How long had she spent designing all the houses, the streets?\u00a0 Enough time to drive the normal person crazy.\u00a0 Perhaps she would have been crazy if not for her helper.\u00a0 It was all for nothing.\u00a0 Everything she had built was destroyed by time and neglect.\u00a0 Now crying at the remains of her lovely city, she asked “How long was I out?”<\/p>\n
“About forty five years,” Oyintsa replied.\u00a0 He remembered Tirzah telling her that.\u00a0 Perhaps she was so swamped with the new information that some of the minor details slipped from her.<\/p>\n
“How did this happen,” AD7 continued, “M.. my wall… should have protected them.”\u00a0 Then she remembered.\u00a0 The wall!\u00a0 She looked to the right, the general direction it used to be.\u00a0 When she had left it, she could barely see it over the houseline.\u00a0 Now, it was a dominant piece of the distant sky line easily towering over the distant trees.\u00a0 Still, it too was in disrepair.\u00a0 It even had a few missile-explosion sized holes in it.\u00a0 “How long did it hold?”<\/p>\n
“It lasted for a really long time,” Royal said.<\/p>\n
“The fortress only fell about ten years ago,” Oyinsta added<\/p>\n
AD7 thought of thirty five years of fighting.\u00a0 She had no idea her helper was capable of the inhuman battling that must have taken place.\u00a0 “My helper must have fought hard,” she said finally.<\/p>\n
“Your helper,” Royal asked.<\/p>\n
“I built her to help me build,” AD7 answered.\u00a0 “She was a like part of me…or part of me,” AD7 stammered for a bit.\u00a0 “It’s hard to explain,” she said finally, “She helped me talk to the machines but, she wanted… I can’t remember,” \u00a0AD7 said, truly wishing she could.\u00a0 She tried hard to bring up the memory but it refused to appear.\u00a0 She knew it was important but could not remember the simple fact.<\/p>\n
At that, the three of them walked down the stairway and headed towards the populated areas.\u00a0 They passed by what passed for a market it held little that was worth buying.\u00a0 There was little here to attract bandits, much less keep them away.<\/p>\n
As they walked, AD7 realized that Bosstown’s glory was far beyond reclaiming.\u00a0 It would be best to stay with GarDNAnge1 and help them as best she could.\u00a0 Wait, did he call my wall a fortress?<\/em><\/p>\n #1<\/a> \u2013 Awakening #15<\/a>\u00a0– Awakening #17<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" AD7 returned to the group after the most important of tasks.\u00a0 Her body signaled a short while ago that she drank quite enough water.\u00a0 Walking back to the others, she had a little trouble moving naturally.\u00a0 Perhaps it was a side effect of her recent reanimation.\u00a0 However, she moved far better than the average champion […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[14,13,3,16,10,11,170],"class_list":["post-374","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized","tag-ad7","tag-bosstown","tag-champions-of-battle","tag-gardnange1","tag-oyintsa-yuan","tag-royal-qiu","tag-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/sonsofsword.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/374","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/sonsofsword.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/sonsofsword.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sonsofsword.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sonsofsword.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=374"}],"version-history":[{"count":6,"href":"https:\/\/sonsofsword.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/374\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":425,"href":"https:\/\/sonsofsword.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/374\/revisions\/425"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/sonsofsword.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=374"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sonsofsword.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=374"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sonsofsword.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=374"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}