Terveta-Chapter 1: Warning (Part 2)
"Who are you, foreigners?" one shouted, stepping up the closest.
Blizzard lifted his paws in a show of defense. "We're the Terveta that your leader requested," he said, definitely not wanting to set the guard off into a frenzy.
"Liar! The Terveta are supposed to be here in three days--not now!" He was obviously on edge about the whole situation, a complete nervous wreck.
"I bet they're hostiles that have learned a new trick! That would explain why their armor hides everything. They don't want us to see!" another shouted from far in the back, a cowardly act. The husky felt his teeth clench together at the insult, but he didn't allow his anger to boil over like theirs were.
"That does it! Fire!" the lead guard shouted.
Another bright blue fire erupted over his paw. The soldiers of the city steadied their firearms and began to brace their fingers against the crescent-shaped triggers levers when there was an explosion. Blizzard let loose a charged bolt of blue plasma to the one standing closest to him with lightning fast velocity and phenomenal accuracy. The blast hit him square in the chest and ripped the body apart in a flaming mass of burning pieces. The others stood there, stunned by what happened and almost forgetting what they were ordered to do. The Beta stepped up from the side and whipped her paw out at the remaining minority to put her own ability to use in the situation. The rifles the guards were grasping split down the middle and fell from their arms like glass. They stood motionless, gawking at what just happened.
The alpha snarled lowly, and hastily stepped up to the one that was closest after the first. He took the paw that he hadn't used for his plasma bolt and thrusted it for the quivering guard.
"No, please don't hurt me!" he yelled plaintively and raised both arms above his head. Blizzard took a hold of the collar of the thick jacket he wore and hoisted him into the air without trouble. He struggled and yelped for his life but wasn't let down.
"Quiet!" the Alpha snapped.
The guard went stiff and stared into the dark visor. "Y-you really are the Terveta," He said in a huff of cooled breath.
A shift in the four others on the ground was caught in the husky's peripheral vision as his lips pulled back over his teeth in frustration. "Bree?" he called behind him, addressing the Beta.
She flexed her outstretched paw again sending out another wave. The holsters attached to each guard's hip were split from the belt and dropped to the snow as their paws reached for the handguns. On the ground the small-arms weapons were sliced diagonally with another cast of the vulpine, leaving them completely defenseless.
Blizzard watched the others for a short while before returning his eyes back up to the one he was holding up from the ground. "Now are you going to open that door or am I going to have to?" he asked acidly.
"I-I-I will," the other stuttered like a frightened child.
A form of embarrassment went through the husky as he released and lightly hurled the guard backwards through the air. He landed in a flurry of snow with a yelp and scrambled to his feet unharmed with his wolven tail held securely between his legs. They all watched him sprint to the door and press his unsteady finger across a keypad imbedded into the wall. The double panels that they all had stood in front of hummed like a giant nest of hornets, as they began to pull away from each other. Blizzard felt his lips and posture relax before he began forward again.
The group crossed into the city limits, gazing about. Anthros stood on the sidewalks and stared at them with horrified looks. Mothers and fathers pulled their children close, protectively fearing the soldiers might lash out at them. Blizzard sighed and only shook his head at the ignorance that so many citizens were fed. "Come on," he growled to the others, and started off in a run down the road. The brick-paneled streets were shoveled clean of the snow so the sound of their metal footings against the stone clanked loudly and alerted anyone around where they were. The Terveta kept the pace as fast as a civilian's sprint, not wanting to alarm anyone any further then what they had already managed to accomplish.