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Obsidian

2017/2/26 21:28

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After learning that the bad guys are actually good guys who basically didn't know their own strength, I am stuck with the unenviable task of explaining it to the other Obsidian's. I stare out of the window to the empty stars as I'm fond of doing and I pour myself an Ice cold drink...and it's...it's blue. The sweet tasting beverage is of some elvish make and is a bit thick and syrupy. The euphoric rush of the intoxicating ambrosia comes quickly as a result of not having had alcohol in some time. My wife Ai walks into my office to look in on me and her black skin glistens amidst the alcoholic haze. While her skin color is odd it also feels normal so I don't say anything.

"Why does your brow furrow so husband?"

"I'm struggling with how to deliver bad news. Well not so much bad as it is news that will not be well received."

"So the aliens were misguided an there was a misunderstanding...tell them what they need to hear."

As she speaks the sun peaks through the windows and is nearly blinding so I turn away from the light I hear a voice, it's a female and sounds very familiar. I step out of the office and onto the busy streets and I'm nearly run down by a car.

My heart races as I realize I could've been killed. I make my way down the street to the towering office buildings that make up the downtown area. I hear what can only be the roar of a aircraft of some kind and I can hear voices. I can't quite make out the words but I do hear gunfire. I turn a corner and there my crew are fighting some...thing. Shadawar is yelling.

"I have him!We have to get out of here!"

I turn to run but no matter how hard I try I can't seem to move, like I'm running in slow motion. I feel heavy.

"Give him the stimulant." Someone yells and I think yeah Give me a stimulant...so I can....

"Wake up!! Come on Wake up!! We're in bad shape Obsidian wake the hell up!!!"

I struggle to focus my eyesight, and there's a foul taste in my mouth. I realize I've been asleep but I don't know what happened I'm disoriented and confused, and I do a backpedal away from whoever the hell is holding me.

In an instant I'm armed and armored with a gun in my hand pointed in the general direction of all the commotion. I can't see my cybernetics aren't on line and everything is white and blurry.

"God, Look at his eyes!"

"Holy crap they're...they're normal."

"Normal, whose eyes...I can't see...is it my eyes?"

I can now clearly hear Panterra and Aini along with more of my crew. The grogginess is wearing off but my eyesight refuses to return. I can see the HUD on my helmet but it's all fuzzy.

"Obsidian it's Panterra, Listen to me! You and most of your crew were somehow rendered unconscious and were taken. The Scions and I have come to rescue you!"

"Okay...okay...But I can't see pal."

"They did something to your eyes regenerated them somehow. Your implants are gone and I'm guessing your loss of eyesight is a result. Unless you have some magic it's going to take time."

"I have some magic."

With that my sword and pistol exchange places and I cast a healing spell. Instantly my eyesight returns and the information I normally get is all but gone. Fortunately my helmet uses redundant systems so I can still target. Putting my sword back I poke my gun over the makeshift cover to see what the hell is happening. There are fires everywhere and several explosions as the Scions battle some unknown foe...a giant shadow demon monster thing. Thunderbolt is distracting the thing as Infinity Man tries to pummel it with energy. Black Scarab is trying to close the portal that it's trying to break through and the others are holding off demonic minions. I get to my feet and ask

"What do you need me to do?"

"Got more magic?"

"Tons."

With that I charge head first at the damned thing launching every kind of spell I can think of including a banishment spell. While the magic may come from my sword it is nonetheless highly effective against the creature and as it recoils Scarab is able to close the rift. After a few minutes of battling with the lesser minions it's Q&A time.

Back aboard my hip (which I have yet to name) I find out that for the last three months I have been sedated in a lab. My captors were attempting to use me as some sort of brainwashing program. Apparently My assassin skills were to be put to use for the good of the Krihan corporation. They were trying to make me and my crew into their personal killing machines. To make matters worse I have already been used quite effectively to kill at least one diplomat. The idea was to have me believe I was fighting some sort of alien invasion and working with other versions of myself they would send me on missions to do their killing all the while thinking I was helping defeat some great evil. Bastards.

"Their plan might have worked were you not so strong willed." Cerebron adds, "Your mind countered their illusion with a means of escape, and somehow transformed the villain into misunderstood heroes."

"How did you know about..."

Cerebron simply taps his finger on his helmet and I don't bother finishing my sentence. The most powerful psionic in the five galaxies probably saw the whole thing.
Aini walks through the door and with a squeel of delight wraps her arms around me.

"Master you're alright...we were so worried."

Ai walks in her face somber, almost sad.

"Ai, what's wrong?"

"There have been casualties husband."

"How many? Who?"

She bursts into tears unable to contain her grief, and Aini bows her head sadly.

"What the...?"

Shadawar places his hand upon my shoulder and leans close to my ear.

"We lost two of your wives sir. Sabrina and your fourth wife are both in the sickbay with critical injuries."

"Look darling, I say holding Ai's face in my hands, "I can bring them back...As long as I have my sword"

A tear falls from Aini's eyes...

"No Master, you cannot."

"What are you talking about, this blade gives me the power to restore life to anyone no matter the condition of the body."

"It is not the body that is the problem master."

"There souls were devoured!!! BY that thing." Ai sobs.

The room is quiet and no one speaks for a very long time.

Where did the demon come from?

"They summoned it to hold us off" Black scarab says somberly..."they made their escape while we battled, we saved millions of live by defeating it but there was a great loss of life despite that victory.

"You would have been proud of them, they fought valiantly as warriors..they didn't not shrink nor did they falter. Their final thoughts were of you and the people of the colonies below." Thunderbolt's words ring hollow. it's not exactly a fair trade.

"How did they do all of this? Where do I find them and who is at the top of my deathlist!!"

Infinity Man places his hand on my chest.

"Clam down old friend, you can't simply go in guns blazing."

"I appreciate your help, heavens know. I know that right now you think you're doign the right thing by trying to be the voice of reason...but they violated me in a way you cannot begin to appreciate. They killed my family, and injured my crew...my family. So please understand that it is with respect and a rage you cannot fathom when I say...if you don't get your hand off me I'll remove it at the wrist...Old friend."

The most powerful man in the universe draws his hand back and allows me my moment of bravado. I'm no match for him but he knows my grief is too strong to be rationalized with right now.

"Take some time, a day or two, mourn your loved ones and we'll take a fresh approach at this. We are all Scions of Justice here and an attack on one is an attack on us all. We will fight this enemy together."

Black scarab is the group leader...but they're on my ship and here I'm in charge...I want blood. There are dead to to tend to and tears to shed...My family will have it's pound of flesh for this...Somebody's head will roll.

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Lady Heromorph	Posted: 2017/3/1 10:35 Updated: 2017/3/1 10:35
Official Award Joined: 2005/10/21 From: Mammoth Mountain Posts: 5502	Re: Contemplating.jpg Congratulations! You've made top images for the Last Week of February, 2017

pijon	Posted: 2017/3/1 7:44 Updated: 2017/3/1 7:45
Moderator Joined: 2006/7/18 From: United States Posts: 6363	Re: Contemplating Oh, wow... that's quite a twist. Gripping storyline and I'm glad to see the Scions of Justice thrown into the mix.

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