-Last of Kin: White Army
The two drifted gently about,
Into a seemingly abnormal dimension.
Swaying with the winds,
The one turned back one last time.
Remembering the way it was,
And how it all left so easily.
Sudden Flashes of light,
Blasts of coolness rising from the ground.
All below stood a hustling city,
A noisy metropolis.
The one looked down curiously,
Never had the one seen images so amazing.
Sharply around mountains,
And briskly dropping towards land.
Both extended their sighs,
Yet the sky remained bright snow covered.
Pasted grass containing cold patches,
Captured the batís landing.
Both fell upon land,
The one arose.
Crowds flocked towards the one,
Strange creatures they were.
The Bats aligned sending a message,
The Oneís head shook.
But no force could refuse the Oneís mission,
As they nodded in unison.
Millions if not billions had called upon the One,
For La Final Guerra.