Lightning

-0- 「Prelude to Destruction」

Celeste walked over the bodies, fallen men who failed their attempts to defeat her. She stifled a laugh seeing how weak they were against her overwhelming strength. She sat down atop of some remains that used to be a building. She yawned, becoming unamused over her "battlefield" which was really a leveled town as a result from the battle from earlier. Celeste's blonde and blue-violet hair ran through the wind, the fair skinned woman standing up again just after sitting, seeing more soldiers coming from the distance. She grinned, stifling yet again another laugh.

"I do not take kindly to threats," she said aloud, a soldier running up to her at an inhuman speed, a sword in his hand. The blade had a tinted red color at its edge, a peculiar design for a blade. The soldier also had a long red military cloth wrapped around his neck, flapping in the wind. He carried the blade, running towards her at a high speed.

"LEAVE!" he yelled at Celeste, the soldier running even faster. Celeste stopped smiling and put a finger out in front of her. A gold light in the shape of a sphere shot towards the soldier. He quickly sidestepped it, the sphere growing larger and combusting in a golden light behind him. Celeste fired more, the soldier dodged and reflected the projectiles with his blade swiftly and quickly, then suddenly he was mere inches away from Celeste. Celeste sighed, attempting to flick the man's forehead as he circled around her. He quickly moved behind her, causing Celeste to lose sight of him for just a short moment.

He threw all his momentum into the blade, almost cutting her down. Almost. She held the blade with two fingers, shattering it. The soldier backed up, holding up an energy pistol and letting loose with the weapon. The weapon fired multiple blue energy shots, and Celeste quickly put up a barrier, negating all the shots from the weapon. The soldier pulled the trigger but got a 'click click' from the firearm. He tossed it way and took two knifes from his pockets, relentlessly attacking Celeste.

The woman simply sighed and sat down, still dodging his movements, before spinning her body and kicking his ankle, shattering his bone instantly.

"You must be a Signer... no wonder you move so quickly. You're the first to make me move in a while..." she told the soldier who had fallen, panting from their quick exchange.

From afar, tanks had begun to shoot projectiles towards the same area. Again, this didn't worry Celeste who crossed her legs atop the rubble and bodies from earlier attacks. She raised her hand, a barrier being created, transparent to Celeste and the soldier, but violet blue to everyone on the outside.

"My name is Celeste. What's your name?" she asked the soldier.

He merely gave her a cold glare, staying silent.

"...What. Is. Your. Name. Answer, dear," she smiled, a dark expression emanating from her.

Feeling somewhat threatened, he sat upright and sighed through the cloth wrapped around his neck.

"I'm not afraid of you, don't bother," he replied.

She merely pouted, crossing her arms. She wore a white dress, blank and devoid of all designs; the dress was not dirtied at all from any of the rubble and dust. The soldier took note of this and sighed.

"Scion," he muttered.

She smiled, putting her hands together, pushing the rubble out of the way, and going as far as to cut a large piece of debris with her bare hands. Placing a picnic basket atop it, she took out some sandwiches and placed them on a plate that was also in the picnic basket.

"You seem very young, dear. How old are you?" she asked, the soldier sighing softly before answering.

"Seventeen. Why?" he replied, Celeste replying right back.