Neptune watched as Q fainted before them both, but he couldn't do anything to help. He listened to every word, frowning when he said he was controlled. He might not be such a bad person, he was just controlled and couldn't fight back. Neptune was about to say something about it when Apollo flew in anxiously.
"The war's starting, Neptune," Apollo landed on his bed and looked at his wounds, "You're healing fast. I'll take you there now. We have a war to win...this is your best chance to prove to Genevieve that you-"
Neptune quickly placed his claw on his mouth before he could say anything else about that and nodded. Neptune sighed as he looked at Genevieve. They were probably thinking the same thing - Neptune had a chance of dying in the war...and the chance was pretty big.
This might be the last time to talk to her. Neptune thought and slowly got off his bed. His wounds were healing perfectly and his trident had a little colour again. He wrapped his arms around Genevieve and hugged her softly.
"I need to go to the war..." Neptune looked at her sadly, "I don't know if I'm ever coming back..." he turned to Q, "If I can't make it, take care of Genevieve for me, I know you're a good person, and Genevieve will like you as well."
Neptune kissed her on the lips for 10 long seconds before pulling away. He shot her a look that meant 'goodbye' and looked at Apollo. Apollo flew towards him and got him by his two arms, flying out of the room.
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"Sorry I'm late, Kaiser." Neptune touched the ground, landing before Kaiser, looking around. They looked prepared, and for a few seconds he had confidence. But when he saw the cloud of dust - the army approaching he was a little worried. He didn't show it, however. He saw Peacewarrior, the new gold tribe member he met earlier and smiled.
"Is the ground wet yet? And how's the ice walls?" Neptune asked, scanning the defenses, "If yes, we can release the tsunami when they're close enough, that'll probably wash away the first wave."
The Tideschanger wasn't going to fall without a fight. He couldn't die. He needed to see Genevieve. He walked to the frontlines, standing before the army, facing the appending doom, with Kaiser next to him. He wasn't a General, but he was going to do the same, without the title. The sun was setting, and the air was getting more and more intense...