Chapter 295: The Gardeners (1/2)
The woman turned, moving her pawn one place forward. The two were stuck in a stalemate with only three pawns left on either team alongside their kings. From the looks of the board and their concentration, they had been playing this game for a long time. ”Our purge on Earth had commenced not too long ago if I recall correctly. How fascinating an outsider takes the fight directly to us?”
The man twirled his pawn around, humming slightly. ”I can sense a tinge of truculent nature emanating from him. Who is this guest anyway?”
Sakuya came back whispering in the man's ear as he looked still just as confused. ”Alton Brantley? I have never aurally perceived of him. Tell me, Alton, why are you here? It isn't every day an outsider reaches our plain of existences. In fact, I'm sure the majority of humanity doesn't know even ken of our existences.”
Alton tried their best to calm himself but never getting over the overwhelming dread consuming him. Still, on one knee, he took serval deep breaths before answering. ”I'm here for Acceptance.”
The woman turned behind her before looking back at Alton with her pale, made up face confused. ”Acceptance? What do you optate from him?”
”You know damn well what.”
The woman stroked her chin, nodding pushing the tiny strands of blonde hair from her face. ”I optically discern, is this the person who vanquished you, Archie?” Alton soon spotted Acceptance sitting in down opposite to the Gardeners bloody and beaten panting. A simple nod was all she got as he never spoke a word terrified to the bone. ”I see.” Claimed the Woman sipping her tea. ”I'm trepidacious at this moment in time you cannot retain him.”
”I'm not asking for your permission. I need his stage.”
”What could a mere human like yourself need a stage for?” The Man pestered, sipping his tea holding the cup by the rim consuming it strangely.”
Alton finally managed to stand, meeting their tall orders, still out of breath. ”I'm taking his stage to stop you.”
”Are you hearing this Me? This boy wishes to stop us.” Snorted the Man already losing interest with Alton going back to his game.”
”Now, now Me. Let's not indite him off just yet. After all, it has been 400 years since we last had anyone challenge us. The last one to do that was good old Adam Berry, and look where he is now. This Alton Brantley subjugated our dear Acceptance, so he isn't someone to rub off.”
Looking around, Alton snarled by their ego. ”Is this what you Gardeners do?! Eat yourself fat with sin playing games while innocent people die by your orders. You're laying waste to our world. Pillaging our homes, tearing families apart all for what?! I don't care who you are. I won't stand by and allow such vile monsters to live peacefully.”
All the water gushing down from the waterfall stopped as not a single dropped crash against the backdrop. The two Gardeners finally paid Alton the spit of attention even if their looks were not one bit of concern. Twisting his hand, gallons of water piled into his hand as he held it up, barking. ”My name is Alto Brantley of Team Rhapsody, and this is my declaration of war against the Garden. This endless bloodshed ends today!”
”My, my, what tremendous willpower this boy has gotten. Wouldn't you concur Me?” The woman smirked, watching the trickles of water splash against her face.
The Man leaned to the right, watching this take place, still sipping his tea. ”The boy has a spirit. I'll give him that.”
”I'm going to end this devasting tsunami!”
The waves crashed against the ground, rushing towards the Gardeners at an unholy speed. ”An ignominiousness that's all he has going for him.” Said the Woman as holding her hand out cancelled out the attack, returning the waterfall to its natural state. Alton stumbled back, horrified that his attack didn't even manage to make a dent, let alone defeat his enemy. The Woman held the torrent of water at her fingertip, twirling it around like she was swigging her a cup. ”That cannot be the best you've got? Surely, you've got more than that, Alton Brantley. You don't declare war on somebody without the potency to back it up.”
Blasting the power back at him, Alton crashed to the ground down for the count. Gripping his hand tightly, he felt an undaring amount of hatred sweep over him. ”Have Sakuya take him away; we've had enough fun with our guest.” The Man ordered, going back to his game. Waiting for the Woman's turn, he raised his head matched with the tilt of his eyebrow. ”Is something the matter Me?”
The Woman kept her eyes on Alton, curious as he didn't move from his fallen position. However, slowly around him, the water was starting to freeze, the air dropping in temperature. ”I've seen this before….” Alton vanished from thin air, making the Woman rise from her seat, stopping Alton as he struck from behind. Being pushed back, Alton slid against the water, freezing it as he did. Staring at the Gardeners with a might filled with hate and rage, he moved his arms out, letting out a blast of cold air. Smashing his hands together, the area was blinded by thick fog. Rushing forward, striking the Woman, she pushed her hand down, stopping his push as she shook her head, taunting him. ”You're going to have to do better than that. But of course, you most definitely have something up your sleeve Fairy-Tale.”
The man watched, now slightly frustrated. ”First you veto us to this plain of esse now you optate to ruin my game. You Judgement of the Ten never learn, do you?!” Alton thrust himself back, letting out a cold breath as his eyes glowed yellow, matching the Garden. Swinging his arm up, he readied a giant pillar of ice blowing away the area. The moment his attack started, the Man stood in front of him, lightly pushing tapping his forehead. The moment this occurred, Alton stopped falling to his knees out of energy. ”Don't you think that's quite enough games?”