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(GS3) Special Field: The Rift

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Kisaragi Zane:
Jellal's expression not seen before, complete and utter shock. He felt fear coursing through his body as he witnessed as the environment around him began to distort. As he heard the voice calling him to be one chosen with the storm, he shouted back.

"What on earth does that even mean and what the hell is going on?!" he cried. He felt as though he should leave, and pretend this never happened. However, Jellal felt something calling him, something faint. He wasn't sure what but that faint call seemed familiar to him. He stepped forward into the violent tornado. He knew that this opportunity wouldn't happen again, and felt it wouldn't be wise of him to pass up. Each step he took into the tornado, he felt the violent surge of the storm colliding onto him, shaking his clothes and moving his hair, drenching the boy down with the rain within. He was still scared and placed his arms over his face, however...

"It.. doesn't... hurt..?" he said. He was expecting an agonizing sequence throughout his body, but instead he felt nothing but the wind swirling around him.

Hope:
The sun was shining and the sky was clear. The waves were crashing upon the shore, eroding land little by little. The trees swayed back and forth. The scene was that coastline, and along it was a port with boats lined up along with other water vehicles such as jet skis. Accompanying the sands of the coastline were stone buildings with artwork etched in the stone itself. It was a beautiful sight, but it was surely not from any recent period of time.

Exiting the boats were men in white uniform, all donning hats with gold trim, each different and unique, possibly showing each individual's status. One of them approached Jellal. He held a greatsword in his hand and wore white gloves accompanied by black shoulder pads whcih connected down to the pure white cape which was upon his back.

"Welcome to the Planet Cray, or at least as it was, many years ago." the man continued to speak, "Everything here is now in ruins, something that once existed. We reach out to you as we felt that you held a strong connection to us..."

A large blue dragon ascended from the horizon. It was carrying air crafts and missiles upon its shoulders, it's body was a light purple, and with it's roar, it caused a storm. Thunder began to strike down and rain began to fall, showing the power of the beast. With the sight of the mighty dragon behind him, the man continued to speak.

"with us... the Aqua Force."

Kisaragi Zane:
"Is this...?" Jellal asked while observing his surroundings. "Is this really...?" From a violent storm to a majestic, calm, and peaceful breeze that originated from the oceans: it was without a doubt, Jellal was on Planet Cray. For the first time, his own experience connecting himself to it, was happening right before him. Jellal looked at the proud men who stood in front of him as he was squatted on the ground. He had never seen these men before on earth or on any of the cards. He then remembered the name.

"Aqua Force?" He said while mustering up the strength to stand up. The bright sun beaming down on him, and the sound of the ocean gently pushing up against the shore again and again, Jellal stood up, looking past the men, revealing the large blue dragon. He stood amazed at the dragon, as it looked down into him, triggering a roar which summoned a storm that blanketed the sky into a shady grey. It felt familiar to the tornado that had emerged when he was at the Rijuku Residential. He looked into the eyes of the dragon and saw a familiar determination.

"It looks..." It was then he realized a similarity. He stopped his train of thought and caught a small glimpse of another dragon, one that he was familiar with. The blue dragon had been overlapped with the image of Phantom Blaster Dragon for a split second, causing him to double take.

"It feels like him.. but it's not..." he said as the image of the vicious black dragon disappeared, revealing the original blue dragon. He turned back to the men and met their looks.

"Not to be rude but... care to explain some things for me?" Jellal said while dusting himself off. "You said you guys are 'Aqua Force' right? Well what exactly is that? And what exactly am I doing on Planet Cray?"

Hope:
The man planted his sword onto the sand and leaned against it. He dusted off his hat as well and returned it upon his head, partially his long and shining black hair once more. He did a small cough, as he were getting ready to tell a long story. He looked up Jellal with focused eyes, as if he were sizing him up. Looking at that glance alone, one could tell that he was a seasoned warrior as his eyes gave off nothing but pure ferocity.

"The Aqua Force is as the name suggests. We've no problems in controlling the seas and skies to our very will. Warriors love to compare themselves, their fury, to storms. Our men here laugh as there is no difference between us and the storms." He walked towards Jellal and placed his hand upon his visitor's shoulder. "Sadly enough, we are clan lost in time. We perished through the many years, and our mighty power has fallen due to the endless battles and circumstances which we had to encounter. That dragon, my fellow comrades on those ships, this very land and all the structures around us are nothing but ruins now on the Planet Cray of the present." He paused for a moment to think, and other than the natural forces water and wind, it was silent.

"This is all no more than an image, but an image created by whom? How is it that all of us, a forgotten and ancient clan was able to exist once more, even as an image like this?" His index finger through his white glove then pointed to boy's head. "This is your connection to us. You were able to resurrect us through your mind. An ancient connection must exist between you and this clan as this place, the rift creates images based on visitor's subconscious thoughts. You brought yourself to this place and for that we have made this discovery."

Sirens sounded from the distance and more ships approached onto the shore. Numerous sailors set down their anchors and quickly jumped off of their ships onto the sand. Sea dragons from the distance rose from the waters and gave off loud roars as if they were in joy. The armada lined up together, a strong naval force.

"Please, you are the one who will be able to bring us back, the one who can lead us forward. Our Vanguard!"

They all stood tall and saluted him. The sea and skies resonated with the armada''s emotions as the skies cleared completely and the sun beamed down upon all of them making the image of their might, even more spectacular.

---- A deep mysterious voice entered to break the moment ----

"You truly are connected to this clan... but its unfortunate that I do not have what I require to return them into existence. If.... you could lend me your help..."

With that, everything dissolved into dust.
The one who had been talking to him had a proud smile on his face, still in his saluting with his hand on his forehead. He held a firm and straight posture. As he disappeared, it was apparent that he wanted to at least introduce himself by uttering his name.

As he slowly faded to dust, he said,

"Genovious"

Kisaragi Zane:
Jellal threw his hand forward as if he was trying to grab hold of everything before it vanished. Jellal's hand slowly retreated to his side as he stood staring at it. He touched his forehead, the same spot where the white glove of the man who appeared before him, had planted. Jellal's face was confused and puzzled but he felt a slight relief. His first experience with "Planet Cray". He soaked in all of the information: The history of Aqua Force, having a connection to them, being chosen to resurrect them as their vanguard. He had a joyous smile.

"Aqua Force huh..." he took a breath, closing his eyes: picturing everything he saw. The giant blue dragon, the man named Genovious, and the many different uniformed soldiers and sirens. He opened his eyes back at Rijuku Residential, where everything was as normal before he had his first encounter. He stood up and felt a sudden pulse from his right pants pocket. He reached in and grabbed a black deck case, sliding up the top card. Blaster Dark, his avatar. The blonde's eyes opened up as a key sentence played in his mind.

"its unfortunate that I do not have what I require to return them to into existence." 'What did that even mean?' he thought. He continued eyeing the shadowy knight as he walked down the district. Jellal came to a halt at a glassy figure, prompting him to step forward, checking on himself. Jellal gazed at himself, from his blonde and black hair, to his soft white face while raising his fingertips, pressing against his cheeks. Suddenly a small breeze came in, rushing through his pointy hair. Jellal felt a small shock, and his eyes opened wide. The color of his eyes had changed from their usual pale dark blue to a more brighter teal tint, still retaining the dark mixture it originally had. His eyes changing colors were a product of his inner emotions: the more refine he was, the brighter his eyes were, likewise, the duller, darker he was; the more pale and bland his eyes were. He wasn't surprised as this has happened before, however, he was surprised that it would happen now.

"Hmm.. I have to find a way.." he said to himself. "I must find a way to bring 'them' into existence." referring to the acquaintances he met. He held the dark deck case ever so tightly and continued down his path.

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