Chapter 370 Seperate paths (1/2)

Alex was charging forward towards Richter. He was moving extremely fast, but in his point of view, he and everything else was moving ever so slowly. Time seemed to slow down to a crawl as he watched every movement of Richter's. Even with his enhanced senses, Alex couldn't see anything unusual. There was no movement at all, Alex couldn't figure out what this final technique would be like. He had no idea where the attack would be coming from or what it was going to be like. Was it going to be a kick? Was it a punch? Or was it something else altogether?

Alex at this point was truly scared, ever since he met Rachel he has been scared numerous times, yet this time was a bit different. The idea of dying was never a problem before, but now it truly frightened Alex to his very core. Death meant he could no longer see his family again. He could no longer see his little sister grow up. He would no longer be able to play games with her. He would no longer be able to have fun with the members of the Mercenary club... He would no longer be able to see Rachel's smile, nor would he be able to hear her voice, he would no longer be able to express how much he loved her.

Death meant an end of what he had, or what was suppose to be. He Alex Samarita would no longer exist, and his name would only bring sorrow for those who remember. Alex was truly scared at this point, but it was this fear of losing everything that also made him brave, as he charged forward to gain everything as well. In a gamble such as this, one must always bet something of equal value. To gain everything he must bet to lose everything.

Now it was not just Rachel that was giving him strength, all his friends were giving him the bravery to move onward. They left believing of his victory. He thought of his friends and started thinking about what they would be feeling at this decisive moment if they were here in his place. His best friend Oliver would have continued fighting with his do or die attitude, and even if death was closing in he would never give up. That's who Oliver was, that was Alex's best friend the ever amazing James Bourne.

If Niel was here, he who inherited Lyner's will, he would surely be having a blast fighting to his heart's content. He would fight and fight even if losing was evident he would fight happy and content. Unwavering even in the face of such a powerful foe, he would show a bright smile as if he was having the time of his life.

If Kei was here, he would've been scared shivering, trembling in fear... But he would have never bowed down to Richter without a struggle. He might feel scared, he might feel the need to run away, but in the end, he would never do that. He would gather up all his courage and fight. Even though among all the members of the Mercenary Club, Kei was the weakest, he was also the bravest.

If Sayaka was here, she would've been the calmest as she analyzes the options she has. Even if there was no chance for victory, she would've waited until a chance for victory arrives, she would've waited for eternity until the chance for victory will arrive. Even though she keeps on saying she's a part of the Shadow but in truth, Sayaka was the clouds in the sky. Truly free and undaunted by almost everything.

If Emily were here, she would've hide and cheat, and do everything within her power to survive until she saw a chance. She would've lied, provoke, bartered, use every means she knows, She would've done everything and anything for victory. Carfree and unperturbed she would have continued onward without hesitation.

If Evangeline was here, she would've use every trick she knew off to finish the enemy. She was someone Alex respected, mainly because of her incredible perseverance and dedication to whatever she does.

If Rachel was here, she would've fought head-on, without a care in the world. She would've fought straight and true, no matter how outclassed she was she would've fought with that burning passion of hers for her friends. She who held his heart was someone who would never ever back down from a fight.

Alex was nearing Richter and as his courage was overflowing he remembered one more person. If Sir Lyner was here, he would've smiled that arrogant vicious smile of his. That smile that could blow away all your fear, all your anxiety, making you feel as if everything was going to be okay.