Fragments of Dawn

The smoke had barely begun to clear when Kai forced himself back onto his feet. The battle was won—for now—but the cost was evident. The Hollow Bastion's walls bore fresh scars, jagged holes left by explosions, and the air carried the scent of scorched metal and blood. Survivors moved through the wreckage, dragging away the wounded, patching up defenses, and whispering among themselves about the war still to come.

Kai wiped the sweat from his brow and exhaled sharply. Every muscle in his body ached, but rest wasn’t an option.

“We need to talk,” Reyes said, appearing beside him.

Juno, sitting on the ground nearby with a bandaged arm, groaned. “Can’t this wait? Some of us are still bleeding.”

Reyes ignored her. “My scouts just returned. The Iron Fangs didn’t retreat far.”

Kai’s eyes narrowed. “They’re regrouping.”

Reyes nodded. “They’ll hit us again, and next time, they won’t underestimate us.” She folded her arms. “We need to strike first.”

Juno huffed. “Great. Another suicide mission.”

Kai’s gaze drifted past Reyes, toward the distant horizon where the Iron Fangs had fled. He knew what had to be done.

“They expect us to stay on defense,” he said. “That’s why we won’t.”

Reyes smirked. “Now you’re thinking like a warrior.”

Night had fallen by the time Kai, Juno, and a small team of Hollow Bastion scouts crept through the ruins of the old city. The Iron Fangs’ retreat had been swift, but not subtle—fresh tracks in the dirt, embers from abandoned fires. They weren’t far.

Kai kept his breathing steady, his hand hovering near his blade. His Temporal Shatter pulsed faintly beneath his skin, ready to activate at the first sign of trouble.

Juno whispered beside him, “I hate this part.”

“The sneaking?”

“The waiting. You just know something bad’s about to happen.”

Kai didn’t argue. She wasn’t wrong.

The ruins stretched ahead, twisted steel and crumbling concrete forming a maze of death. They moved carefully, navigating the skeletal remains of a world that had once thrived.

Then they saw it.

A flickering light ahead, barely visible through the rubble. The Iron Fangs’ new camp.

Kai crouched behind cover, signaling for the others to halt. Reyes’ scouts moved like ghosts, scanning the area with trained precision.

Juno leaned in close. “Looks smaller than before. Think they split their forces?”

Kai frowned. “Maybe. Or maybe it’s a trap.”

They had no time to debate it. A distant sound sent a chill down his spine—metal scraping against stone, slow and deliberate.

Then came the whisper of a blade being drawn.

They weren’t alone.

A shadow moved in the ruins above them.

Kai reacted instinctively, activating Temporal Shatter and twisting out of the way just as a blade sliced through the air where he had been standing. Time snapped back to normal, and the attacker—a masked Iron Fang scout—stumbled forward, caught off guard.

Kai didn’t hesitate. He struck fast, driving his elbow into the man’s ribs before sweeping his legs out from under him. The scout hit the ground hard, unconscious before he could even cry out.

But the damage was done.

The moment the scout fell, the ruins erupted with movement. The Iron Fangs had been waiting.

Shouts rang through the air as enemy soldiers surged forward. Gunfire flared in the darkness. Reyes’ scouts fired back, ducking behind rubble.

Juno cursed. “You had to say something about a trap, didn’t you?”

Kai didn’t answer. He was already moving.

He activated his ability again, warping time just enough to sidestep a burst of bullets. His sword flashed, cutting through the closest attacker before they could react.

But there were too many.

And then, from the shadows, a familiar voice echoed—

“I was hoping you’d come.”

Kai’s blood ran cold.

Ava.

She stepped into the firelight, the glow of the Moon Fragment in her palm illuminating her features. Ava—once his closest friend, now his deadliest enemy. Her silver hair caught the light, her crimson eyes locking onto his.

Kai steadied his grip on his blade. “So it’s true. You’re leading them.”

Ava smirked. “And you’re still playing the hero. Always so predictable, Kai.”

Juno moved beside him, rifle raised. “I say we shoot her and move on.”

Ava barely glanced at her. “You can try.”

Kai clenched his fists. “You don’t have to do this.”

Ava tilted her head. “Oh, but I do.” She raised her hand, and the air around them shifted. The ground trembled, and fragments of the moon embedded in the earth pulsed in response to her presence.

Her power flared—Gravity Distortion.

Kai barely had time to react before the air around him collapsed.

The force hit like a tidal wave, crushing pressure slamming him to the ground. He grit his teeth, struggling to breathe. Around him, Juno and the others were pinned as well, forced down by the sheer weight of Ava’s power.

Ava took slow steps forward, eyes gleaming. “You were always strong, Kai. But strength alone won’t save you.”

Kai fought against the pressure, fingers clawing at the dirt. His own fragment pulsed in defiance.

He wouldn’t lose. Not again.

With a final, desperate push, he activated Temporal Shatter—but instead of dodging, he focused the ability inward, accelerating his own movements beyond normal time.

For a split second, the crushing gravity meant nothing.

He moved.

His blade flashed—aimed directly at Ava’s heart.

But she was ready.

A wall of force slammed into him, sending him flying backward into the rubble. His vision blurred as pain exploded through his body.

Ava sighed. “Still not fast enough.”

Juno fired a shot, forcing Ava to dodge. Reyes’ scouts took the opening to break free from the gravity field, regrouping as they laid down covering fire.

Ava frowned. “Tch. You always bring company.”

Kai forced himself up, his body screaming in protest. He couldn’t win this fight. Not now.

“Fall back!” Reyes’ voice rang out as more Iron Fangs swarmed in.

Juno grabbed Kai’s arm, dragging him backward. “Come on, idiot, we’re leaving!”

Kai clenched his teeth, staring at Ava one last time.

She simply smiled. “Run while you can.”

Then the ruins collapsed between them, cutting her from view.

Kai and the others retreated into the night, their mission failed, their wounds fresh.

And in the distance, the Iron Fangs prepared for their final attack.

The war for The Hollow Bastion wasn’t over.

It had only just begun.