CALAMITY : Legends Of The Chosen

"Some lights don't guide. They consume."

Scene 1 Strange Dreams

Morgz Ryuuga jolted upright from a suffocating nightmare, his chest heaving as if a hole had opened inside him. His vision swam. The campfire was just ash now, dim orange embers twitching in the wind.

Max was already awake, standing with his arms crossed. Karl crouched beside a portable console, sweat beading his forehead. Shojiro paced nearby, each heavy bootstep grinding dirt into the earth.

Morgz sat up slowly, eyes adjusting.

Morgz: "What... what happened?"

Max (cold): "Our Vythra's vanishing."

Karl: "Each of us lost nearly twenty percent overnight. And that's the third night in a row."

Shojiro turned, teeth gritted.

Shojiro: "Someone's bleeding us dry."

There was silence.

Then they all turned, as one, to the only person in the camp who never seemed to sleep.

Elira.

She stood by a tall rock, bathed in moonlight. Her skin shimmered faintly, and her long hair floated in a breeze that wasn't there. Around her hands, thin tendrils of light danced and spun, like luminous strings...

... or siphons.

Scene 2 The Accusation

Karl stood, raising his plasma arm. The hum of his weapon cut through the still air.

Karl: "You lied."

Elira (quietly): "About what?"

Max: "You're not a Chosen. You never knew what the Primordials were. You don't even have a Class."

Shojiro stepped forward, muscles tense.

Shojiro: "You drained us. While we slept. You used your fake glow to fool us."

Elira smiled. Not cruelly. Not innocently. Just calmly. Like a teacher correcting children.

Elira: "I never claimed to be one of you."

Karl: "You let us believe it. You kissed Morgz. You called this a 'reunion.'"

Elira's voice dropped, smooth and intimate.

Elira: "I needed you. You fed me. I didn't lie about that."

Morgz, still on the ground, looked up.

Morgz: "You said... you cared."

She turned to him, her glowing hands illuminating her eyes.

Elira: "I liked the way you tasted."

The words hit like a bullet.

Max: "She's a Vythra feeder. A synthetic. A construct."

Karl: "Built by humans who tried to play god. Vythra vampires. We thought they were wiped out."

Shojiro raised his fists, blood roaring in his ears.

Shojiro: "You touched our soul power. That makes this personal."

Scene 3 Morgz's Plea

Morgz stumbled between them, holding his arm out, blocking Shojiro.

Morgz: "Don't. Please. She didn't choose this. Maybe she was made this way—maybe she's scared. We can help her!"

Max: "You think she cares?"

Karl: "She's feeding on us, Morgz. If we don't end her, we die."

Morgz: "Just let me talk to her. One more time."

He turned to Elira.

Morgz: "Tell them. Tell them you want to stop. Tell them it was a mistake."

Elira looked at him. Her expression softened for just a moment.

Then she raised her hand.

And plunged it into his chest.

Scene 4 — The Drain

Morgz screamed.

Golden Vythra flared around her hand, spiderwebbing into his veins. His back arched as tendrils of energy tore from him, wrapping around her like wings.

Shojiro roared and launched forward.

Shojiro: "MOVE!"

He struck with a brutal punch, shattering the ground where Elira had stood. But she was already back, holding Morgz like a doll, draining him.

Max: "She's killing him!"

Karl: "We're losing him!"

Elira (softly): "You gave me your heart. I'm just taking the rest."

Shojiro managed to rip Morgz away, his body steaming with loss. The ocean-marked boy collapsed to the ground, gasping, his skin pale, lips blue.

Morgz: "E... Elira... why?"

Elira (whispering): "Because I need to survive."

Scene 5 — Rage Unleashed

Shojiro exploded forward, fists gleaming.

Shojiro: "Then DIE as what you are!"

He struck her with a barrage of rapid blows. Karl followed with suppressing fire. Max summoned twin arcs of electricity, turning the battlefield into a storm.

But Elira moved like a dancer through destruction. She was fluid. Elegant. Inhuman.

Each of her counters was brutal. Each touch drained more Vythra.

Karl stumbled back, sensors flashing RED.

Karl: "She's leeching every time she blocks!"

Max: "Then don't let her touch you!"

Shojiro dove into a Ligament Drift, dodging her swipe and landing a blow that cracked her shoulder.

Elira hissed—not in pain, but anger.

Elira: "You're mine."

Scene 6 — Final Betrayal

Morgz pulled himself up, barely conscious.

His hands trembled.

He looked at her. At the girl he defended. The one he let inside his heart.

Morgz: "Why didn't you just ask? Why lie?"

Elira met his eyes.

Elira: "Because if I had told you the truth... you'd never have loved me."

She smiled. A tragic smile. Then she turned away from him.

Shojiro (growling): "You don't get to walk away."

The three remaining Chosen surrounded her, powers flaring.

Morgz whispered one last thing.

Morgz: "I loved you... even when I shouldn't have."

Elira paused.

But she didn't turn.

Elira: "That was your mistake."