Ingen has a minion!

the Charger

♠Sunrise began the same as it always did. Piercing the sky with its orange blades to bring forth a new day. Watching this from a high point would have been best, but he was glued to the ground and left to stare up at the vastness set before him. Holding the sun light in one hand, solidifying it enough to form a lance, then casting the weapon into the air, he stood amiss the field waiting for his creation to strike his tainted self down.

♠Something wrapped around him tightly. Invisible hands were becoming a shield along his body, though not painful, more like a thousand tiny hugs. As his lance crashed to earth to strike him no death blow was done. Only left there standing to receive a small cut on his cheek and a breath of relief. A man in all green approached him. The words he spoke were filled with hope, "Do not waste such a precious gift my friend."

♠That was the day Ingen had met Unmitigated.

♠From then on Ingen had joined forces with Unmitigated to collect the ability users. In a way it felt like he would be purifying himself of his own taint a little bit at a time. The first to be gathered under him was a young mare named Dollette. Between her speed and attitude she was a fine fighter to be joined in his premature ranks. Not long after her came a steed by the name of Poet. For some reason, his two new soldiers never were before him at the same time. Often enough they would return one at a time reporting of some vicious beast just like them.

♠This was the funniest moment Ingen had witnessed, for when after a battle, the two had finally approached him running like hell was on their heels. They hollered "You!" right at his feet and looked like they were about to clock the other. Ingen stopped them by snatching their wrists mid-punch and lifting them up. In a scolding voice he told them, "We do not fight friends. Aha." The mistake was theirs, but only Ingen could feel such joy at seeing their blushing realization.

♠Days such as this continued as they made way to protect the town from people like them. The more they did their jobs the more it felt like they had taken steps back in civil conduct. Ingen started to feel more like a courageous knight then a tainted-disposable-soldier. After a long evening of routine guard, Unmitigated approached him looking as if all the light in his eyes had been snuffed. "I have a grave request of you old friend."

♠The beginning of a new chapter.

♠"My wife, Ensanguined has been taken from me. I need all of you help in finding her. I can't imagine she will be able to survive out there on her own in her condition. Not only that I--" he paused. Ingen could here the cracking in his voice, it was like a panic Unmitigated was having trouble holding back. "Don't worry any longer. After all, I have the best scouts this land could ever hope to ask for." With a smooth gesture of his hand an equally worried looking Doll and Poet perked up. The two bowed to their commanders and transformed into their beast forms. This left Ingen and Unmitigated to stand and listen to the soft pounding of hooves grow more and more distant. "We'll find her," he tried to reassure Unmitigated. "I only pray, that it is her you find."

♠The return of his two soldiers wasn't as pleasant as he had hoped. The two changed back into human form gasping for air. At first he thought they simply ran a long ways from where they had been scouting. Then a second look shot him into great worry. Dollette had acquired a long gash on her thigh and had to lean on Poet for support. The poor mares whole body shook from the wound. For once it was Poet who spoke for them, "Commander, lady grey has been taken by that beast, Disunity! He spotted us and---" Doll interrupted him, "Sent his minions to tear this bloodied gash into my back side." She rubbed her thigh then plopped right down on the ground needing rest. "Don't worry Commander, they weren't able to follow us even with Doll being wounded. If only we had picked up speed sooner.." Ingen reached out to Poet and gripped his shoulder before moving down hill, "Hush now, and rest. You two have done a fine job." All he could do now was report their information back to Unmitigated and create a plan to help rescue Ensanguined. With slow and heavy steps Ingen began his descent.