Path of Hate

The sore sight of the battleground was provoking, but in its midst stood a beauty, a rare sight to behold. Hacking through the enemies in front her with her wings spread out, she looks like an angel who just taken a blood bath. That beauty is the queen of the zoe's(zoways).

"my queen, we can't continue fighting like this" one of the four elders shout as he turned his sword into a spear and hurled it towards a super soldier defending the queen. She quickly looked round and saw the truth in his statement, her people was being slayed at every corner of the battlefield. They were never weak but people whose powers have been known to go beyond human comprehension but what was giving the super soldiers of the allied forces an overwhelming edge over them was her child.

Thinking of this she sub-consciously touched the child strapped at her back. Still in her train of thought, she could feel a heavy killing intent behind her, turning swiftly she dodged the attack by a hair breadth. Using the momentum, she created a sword out of thin air and brought it down on an escaping blurry figure.

"so it's really true that the great queen of the zoe's has been weakened" the super soldier sneered as blood trickled down the sides of his mouth.

"you have the guts to talk" she spat out, before dislodging his head from his shoulders. Feeling greatly weakened she rested on her sword for support, slowly her wings disappeared in a dim light. Seeing this the first elder was by her side supporting her, suddenly in a blink of an eye they were at the other side of the battle field where their camp was located knowing that this will be their last stand and their queen was on her last leg. From afar, they could hear the super powered heavy artillery of the allied forces on its way to their camp to give them the certificate of extinction.

"my queen, you are getting weaker please let go of the child" the second elder pleaded.

"please my queen, we all know that he's your beloved son. But his innate power has allowed only 5% of your powers to manifest and at this moment you are at your weakest" the fourth elder concurred.

"at times letting go is an art love" the first elder added as they all hoped the queen will let go of the child and live for them. After listening to what they have to say she gave out a big sigh.

"just let go", She murmured under her breadth, so no one heard what she said.

"ok, how long will it those pigs to reach here" she asked as a matter of fact she bellowed out of anger.

"my queen, it will take less than 20 minutes" one of the scouts said clutching to his bleeding wound which was healing slowly but at a visible pace.

"it'll be enough" saying this using every ounce of energy in her, she opened a summoning portal. Seeing that the portal was fully opened her feet wobbled but she quickly regained her composure. Her people were curious to know who their queen had call for help, because it was a known fact that she is a proud figure that doesn't need the help of anyone. But their curiosity was short lived when a man who looked like he is in his mid 20's stepped out of the portal before it closed.

The sound of murmuring filled the place as they saw who the queen had called for help, the fourth elder couldn't help but ask,

"isn't that the time master?"

"no, that's not the time master, but time itself" the first elder quickly corrected.

"it's been long you cocky brat" time jeered looking all handsome in his all black suit.

Hearing this the faces of the soldiers turned red as they want to avenge the insult their queen had received, but for the timely intervention of the third elder the soldiers wouldn't have known how they died.

"don't be a fat buffon" she snapped backed feeling annoyed almost regretting why she is asking for his help, but she had no choice.

"don't worry, if it's the allied forces you are worried about time on their has been slowed down all thanks to me" he bragged

"and I dislike it when someone interrupts me, in the middle of a conversation", he added thoughtfully.

'what a show off', the queen thought but still kept her mind at the matter at hand.

"how about I challenge you to a race" she said gravely

"whoopee, a race against time", Time squealed excitedly

"but you know my dear flower that no one has won a race against time" he added with a stress in his voice. The queen bit her lower lip as she weighed her options but before she could speak time spoke again

"so I'll ask, what's your demand if you win and what do you wager" he said plainly.