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Ducky

Jun 4, 2001, 06:22 AM

June IV, MMI

From the beginning of the Sureal series, back in the JMMB, there was nothing like it.. once in a while I will still go back and fight my way through the ruins of that board, taking the long way through everything, battleing the falling shards of thread and links, just to read it over. The only other story that I was in that ever seemed actually real to me was Cobra's <s>unfinished</s> Akeldama. I was the bad guy..*evil cackle* Ahh, those were the good old days... If someone doesn't maim Kovu for life or something I think he's doomed to write sequel after sequel until death doth part us. Heheh.. but anyway. Thats beside the subject. I'm supposed to be writing an introduction here.

Um.

I guess I kinda lost my train of thought there... but, a-anyway..

The first Sureal, the Quest of the Carrotus Emerald or whatever it was called, was brilliant. I think despite how much I loved the third one, this might of been my favorite maybe bcause of all the character development or something? But I liked the way Tyio was introduced and kept fighting evil and all that, which came back in later after we'd all thought he'd conquered it, in that Lunatek stuff. Was that in the fourth one..? I guess I haven't read them enough http://jazz2.nagcentral.com/forum/images/smiles/icon_smile.gif And of course the odd twist that he was a demon. Sort of. And never mind all those groovy characters in the first story, what with Zera and Nairen and the whole lot of US, Kovey and meeee and Dazz Darkrabbit and whatsisname(defalcon?) and Kayle and Aldan and those other two, and then going into the next ones he finally got Blackie mixed up in the whole mess. Was Blizzy ever in it?I found a quote in the Odyssey, for which you really have to have a broad mind to even think about associating the story to it, but it goes like this:

So he lifted the keel of that ship, and in her wake

an indigo wave hissed and roiled

As she ran straight ahead, not even a falcon

Lord of the Skies, could have matched her pace..

See, well I kinda pictured the ship being the story, and...oh never mind.

When Kove got to the much awaited third part whateveritwascalled, Sands of something, it was short but I liked it best. It was the most emotional, and all that. As some of you might know my favorite movies next to action/adventure are sad ones. I don't know if any of you have ever read Lloyd Alexanders books but anyway he has this unique funny way of kind of intertwining romance in a really inane, blunt, funny, backgrounded way with everything and its perfect, and I don't know HOW Kove did that but he did, I mean it wasn't quite as funny more then in the distance and quiet but it was like, perfect. I don't like romance(as Blackie could tell you if you were that curious) at all and the only time I EVER liked it in a movie was The Patriot, but anyway Kovu was just FABulous about the whole thing, even though I had no idea what he was talking about until sometime early in March, I believe when Black kindly tried to explain it all to me..but thats also beside the subject. Eheh, Ive been babbleing haven't I.

Well, I wasn't sure when I was supposed to post this, what with Kovey off gallavanting in the nether regions, so I'll just..post it..

What can I say? I have a great latin quote but I don't know how to spell it.

I give you Sureal V, Apokallyipsis!

Ducky Greyrabbit

a Diamondus Eternum

Kovu aka Alec

Jun 4, 2001, 06:26 AM

It was on this day, one year ago, that I wrote the beggining of Sureal: The Quest of

The Carrotous Emerald.

It opened a new dimension to War Taverning,

atleast for me. It changed the War Taverns

face, and it's legend will never die.

Now, the Fifth sequel to that first tale comes to you, behold it's glory. And enjoy...

Sureal V

Apokallyipsis: Dream of the Blue Turtles

by Kovu Aka Alec

Co-authored by: Ducky and BlackSheep

Part One: Voyage of The Beagle

Chapter One: Doomed and Rescued

Carrotous hung perilously in the eternal night. A swirling mass of green and blue, white and beige. A beautiful world. A beatiful world, about to be marred. Hopping out of a vertice of a single atom, a bird shaped warship slows from HyperSpace.

"Warning, power centerfuge disturbed, warning..." the computer's high pitched voice shreiked as a sleek, black ship ripped across the surface of the warship. It, itself, had two forward, weapon/engine prongs and a single pilot/power/computer pod in the back. It was a asassin's ship, for the pilot was a asassin. The nimble fighter dodged blaster fire and poured it's own into the turrets that resisted it. It had to suceed.

The warship was a Kournan Type-S, called 'The Valkrieye.' It was from the planet Knn. And it was fitted with a deadly weapon.

The fighter, speeding across the redish black hull, was scanning for a thinner portion of the hull, a glass window, something weak. Then, the pilot spied it. A glass upwelling, to the right, pretty far off course. So now they wheeled the ship around to face it, allowing the turrets to train there barrels onto it. Then, as the V shaped plane cut through the void, orbs of energy smashed into it from all sides, dotting the armor. It would matter not, soon. Having arrived at the half-sphere, the pilot plowed into it, the translucent alluminum shattering in a million shards into the void.

On the vice end of 'The Valkrieye', away from the thrusting of the engines, the poingiant head was bombarded by lines of laser fire, exploding with chunks of molten steel on it's point. Thease were delivered by several orbital Carrotian stations. And on one of thease, other things unfolded.

Rabbits, dressed in full combat armor, hustled down the polished white halls, whilst the power core hummed and hiccuped under the drain from the lasers. Circuitry burst in electricity and corridors filled with fire. A perfectly chaotic time. A perfectly chaotic time for rabbit behind a dusty, old ventalation grate installed in the ceiling, the greyish white rabbit leaped. Short of stature, she had shiny black hair that fell about her waist, and grey green eyes. She held, tight as anything, a wooden staff with a curious stone at the top.

"Prison Sector A, Cell 31." She said to her self, walking up to a tightly shut door. In a slow, methodical motion, she stuck the stoned end of the staff in the door, and it began to melt in blue flame. Soon the entire obstacle was incinerated, opening to a totally dark room.

"Who are you?"

"I'm here to rescue you."

At the 'beak' of the birdlike warship was a intrincicate shaft, green at the core and covered in silver patterns, entrapping the shaft like vines. And it was welling with energy. Fueled by a single artifact by someone simply known as 'The Demon.' In the bridge of the Valkrieye, he stood, covered in a coarse brown cloak, with green eyes piercing out of a otherwise obscured face. An underling, dressed in a blue suit resembling a eighteenith century Englishman, approached him.

"Sir... there has been a security break..."

"I know, allow them to pass, unobscured, to me."

"But my Lord." A unusuable awnser deserved just as unwitty a question.

"Do as I say."

A rabbit with bloodred fur and shoulderlength black hair, and sharpened brown eyes, hurried down the white halls. He was following the grey rabbit, who had freed him from his cell.

"So, who might you be?" He questioned, panting, as they arrived at a large, steel door, with the grey rabbit frantically hacking into the keycode.

"My name is Ducky, Greyrabbit." She said as the door slid open.

"Hi, I'm..."

"Tyio, demon, I know."

Wearing black pants and robe, with black gloves and boots, a black cape and a similairly colored scarf obscuring the assasin pilots face, she scurried down the passages, curiously with no resistance as she

traveled down the long, main path. The assasin grinned as cells began to appear in the walls. With there arms reaching through the bars of there prisons in a most pathetic matter, innocent Knn who had refused The Demon's rule, clothed in rags and starved, there stood. She grinned wider still, taking in the scene.

"Help us!" They moaned.

"We've done nothing wrong!" They contended.

"Don't worry, I'll free you." She unholstered a blaster, taking aim to the locks on the cells.

"May God have mercy on your soul." They prayed for her, thankful for there release. However, at the last moment the aim of her blaster left the lock and landed to the prisoners themselves.

CHPWOW!

Two prisoners fell in there cells, killed by the assasins blasts, as she trained her gun on another.

CHKAKAKA--

Still more fell, as they attempted to hide in the corners, guard themselves, or merely beg for mercy.

KAKAKAKAKA--

The assasin, with dark pleasure, laughed a deep, belly laugh, as blood sprayed in the cells.

KAKAKAKAKAAASHH!

Her job done and a clip spent, she reholstiered her gun an ran on.

At her side was a silvery sword, which she now reached for as the final barrier peeled away, revealing the bridge of the gigantic and enigmatic ship.

"You've arrived." The Demon said, turning to look up at the pilot, who arrived from a door atop a balcony. She snarled in return and leaped from the height, drawing the sword, and from her hilt sprang a amorphous, crackling web of green energy. And The Demon drew a sword several inches longer and wider, with a blue aura surrounding it. And the two clashed, there weapons, or rather the energies entwining around them, crackled with beautiful fury, bolts of energy ramming into the various equipment, causing fantastic eruptions.

Waves of tiny red sparks flew from a machine blaster held by Ducky, clearing out the resistance in the flight

deck. After the small number of remaining soldiers were felled, she quickly decided on a escape ship, choosing a well armored transport.

"That one." She headed to it, with Tyio in close persuit.

A officer called out to the cloaked one, as they continued to clash, laying waste to most of the room.

"Lord, the blast is ready."

"Fire it then, fool!"

"No! Curse you!" The assasin shouted, trying to stop the minion from activating the device and lopping off his head in the process.

"Too late." The Demon grinned, and pressed a remote detonator hidden in his pocket.

And, in respone to that, the appendage at the front of the warship, light brightly, and then, after a slow, deep hum, fired a swirling beam of energy torward the planet. It swirled and collapsed and was reborn in a chaotic approach to the atmosphere.

And then it hit.

Nightshade

Jun 4, 2001, 12:28 PM

cool...*drools*we want more!http://jazz2.nagcentral.com/forum/images/smiles/icon_smile.gif

Coppertop

Jun 5, 2001, 03:07 PM

Ack, I forgot I was off line there. . . anyway, the story is groOvy, continue PLEASE!

Violet CLM

Jun 5, 2001, 04:57 PM

Very good, but if I may make one suggestion?

You have two different parts of the story like this:

One part.

Another part.

The first part.

Etc...

Try it like this:

One part.

Another part.

The first part.

Etc...

Or something like that. Less confusing, you know?

Kovu aka Alec

Jun 5, 2001, 05:43 PM

Eh? I don't understand, the parts are not parts of chapters, but parts of the story,

which are made up of chapters, so it's like

chapter>part>story,

rather unconfusing I think

Violet CLM

Jun 5, 2001, 11:16 PM

You have:

"Who are you?"

"I'm here to rescue you."

At the 'beak' of the birdlike warship was a intrincicate shaft, green at the core and covered in silver patterns, entrapping the shaft like vines.

And it was welling with energy. Fueled by a single artifact by someone simply known as 'The Demon.' In the bridge of the Valkrieye, he stood,

covered in a coarse brown cloak, with green eyes piercing out of a otherwise obscured face. An underling, dressed in a blue suit resembling a eighteenith century Englishman, approached him.

"Sir... there has been a security break..."

"I know, allow them to pass, unobscured, to me."

"But my Lord." A unusuable awnser deserved just as unwitty a question.

"Do as I say."

A rabbit with bloodred fur and shoulderlength black hair, and sharpened brown eyes, hurried down the white halls. He was following the grey

rabbit, who had freed him from his cell.

"So, who might you be?" He questioned, panting, as they arrived at a large, steel door, with the grey rabbit frantically hacking into the keycode. "My name is Ducky, Greyrabbit." She said as the door slid open.

"Hi, I'm..."

"Tyio, demon, I know."

earing black pants and robe, with black gloves and boots, a black cape and a similairly colored scarf obscuring the assasin pilots face, she

scurried down the passages, curiously with no resistance as she

traveled down the long, main path.

Try:

"Who are you?"

"I'm here to rescue you."

At the 'beak' of the birdlike warship was a intrincicate shaft, green at the core and covered in silver patterns, entrapping the shaft like vines.

And it was welling with energy. Fueled by a single artifact by someone simply known as 'The Demon.' In the bridge of the Valkrieye, he stood, covered in a coarse brown cloak, with green eyes piercing out of a otherwise obscured face. An underling, dressed in a blue suit resembling a eighteenith century Englishman, approached him.

"Sir... there has been a security break..."

"I know, allow them to pass, unobscured, to me."

"But my Lord." A unusuable awnser deserved just as unwitty a question.

"Do as I say."

A rabbit with bloodred fur and shoulderlength black hair, and sharpened brown eyes, hurried down the white halls. He was following the grey

rabbit, who had freed him from his cell.

"So, who might you be?" He questioned, panting, as they arrived at a large, steel door, with the grey rabbit frantically hacking into the keycode. "My name is Ducky, Greyrabbit." She said as the door slid open.

"Hi, I'm..."

"Tyio, demon, I know."

Wearing black pants and robe, with black gloves and boots, a black cape and a similairly colored scarf obscuring the assasin pilots face, she

scurried down the passages, curiously with no resistance as she

traveled down the long, main path.

Kovu aka Alec

Jun 6, 2001, 04:10 AM

Breaks between thoughts? Yes, I know it is

kind of confused in this chapter, but that's

only because I wanted quick scene transition,

all the other chapters do have breaks....

anyway.

Chapter Two: The Dark Cometh

Moments before the mushroom shaped Carrotian orbital station was destroyed by the shockwave of the Valkrieye's blast. And out of it ran the tiny, capsule shaped ship piloted by the as-of-yet unheard of wanderer Ducky, and the infamous demon, Tyio.

"What is that...thing?!" Tyio shouted, questioning the massive, alien warship and the blast that spew from it's mouth.

"It's a Knn warship."

"Knn?" He questioned.

"There a warlike race from the far reaches of the galaxy." She said, still intently focoused on making it into the atmosphere before the blast did.

"And what about that mega-weapon?"

"My information is limited, but I know it's a atmosphere corrupting weapon, bio-warfare." Tyio snarled at that, a very deplorable method of combat. Many moments passed, as the ship and the beam drew closer to the brim of the world.

"Why did you rescue me?" The grey rabbit shruged.

"Why not?"

The swords of the two combatants sheened from the very same energy they generated. Great, smoking gashes lined the room, and any bystanders were probably cut down in the process. The cloaked one somersaulted backward, and then layed down his weapon.

"Who are you?" He asked, his voice raspy and cold, with a hint of cruelty.

"I am the mercenary for hire, Asari." She awnsered, resheathing her weapon.

"Hmm, and who sent you to kill me? And why would you want to save that pathetic planet."

"None, I am here upon my own accord." She replied cooly.

"You didn't awnser my other question."

"I need not awnser to the likes of you!"

"Indeed? Well, what is it you want, so you can leave me be." Asari pondered, realizing the trip may not be a total waste.

"I seek the dark artifact Symballen, which, my information holding true, is in thyn possesion, yes?"

"You want Symballen?"

"Yes!" Then the cloaked figure gave a short chuckle, and threw it at her.

"Take it, I don't want it." But she paid him no mind. A evil smile was wrapped around her face, as the dark energy of Symballen filtered into her.

"At last, after so much trial and tribulation, Symballen is mine!" In a disintrested manner, The Demon went about, checking on the computers.

"What shall you do with it?"

"Fool! It is a gauge to the point of perfection, a map! With it I shall finally, be able to destroy the Archon."

"Do as you please, then, but leave, now, or die."

The tiny ship smashed into the atmosphere,a fire igniting across it's contours as it did.

"Reentering atmosphere." Ducky checked off, just as the blast of energy impacted, several miles off to the left. And it was magnificant as it spread. A wave of goldens and yellows, oranges and purple, spreading through the sky like sand flying in the air, only it descended down. But, soon it's mean became more violent.

Explosions hiccuped throught it, and shockwaves cascaded in all directions. Great tornadoes of dust formed, and earthquakes abound at the material spread. Tyio was awed by the sheer magnitude of it, he never saw anything the like in all his exploits.

"It's...brilliant."

"It's deadly, that's what it is." Ducky quipped, looking at the explosion only out of the corner of her eye. The ship rattled as it penetrated futher in the atmosphere, and was being bombarded by rocks hurled up from the dying Carrotous.

"I've got a bad feeling about this..." Tyio's voice trailed off, staring into the hailstorm of boulders. Suddenly, in the midst of a pocket of dense rock, appeared what once, in life, was probably a mountain.

"It's...we're going to die, aren't we?" He said, knowing there was no escape.

"Not yet." Ducky awnsered, flipping a switch. And then, just as the boulder was about to strike, the interior filled with ice...

Arean Daroth. A city set in a valley inside the Darothian desert. It was the base of operations for the Cave of Scrolls excavation. The Darothian desert, and Daroth itself, at the edge, were the last stronghold of learning on the anarchaic world of Carrotous. Which was hard, since so little knowledge existed anymore. When the blast cursed the world with eternal cloudcover, plants began dying. Leading to starvation, plauges, the whole lot. And it also prevented space travel. It was the end of Carrotous, the epitath of a dying world. Most said by the current generation the race would die out, and the planet would become a barren desert over the next century. One rabbit, Tymen Daroth, was determened to make that a falsity. Archeaologist by proffesion, he dreamed of leaving his sandy home to walk the halls of Carrotous, in search for a reconsiling cup. Prehaps he just found it.

Tymen was using his hand brush, wiping away years of sand off what looked like a pertrified stone, all the while jotting notes down in his book.

"Appears...fifty percent titanium, fourty percent steel, and...ten percent argyos?" He brushed more fervertly now.

"This isn't a stone at all!" He brushed away a metal door, with the name 'the Stalwart' written in flowing script on it.

"It's a...ship. From before the Dark Age." He had disregarded his notes, he was to excited. A ship might have something that would allow them to leave Carrotous, forever. Discovering a lock like device, he fumbled with it, and eventually the door opened with a hiss. He peered into the dark interior.

"What...is that?" He stared at two, upright stones, glistining in the light. Then, he jumped a foot back, as the stones began to break and fall apart. Nerviously, he unseathed his daggar.

"Back...w-whatever you are!" What came out of the stones still hid in the darkness, but they had a new, more jagged and detailed shape.

"Oh God, my head." One said in a miserable tone.

"It's hypothermic sickness. You'll get it everytime you leave Cryofreeze." The other one said. Then, clumsly, the things stepped out of the ship. They were covered in water and frost, but both were rabbits.

Guarding his eyes from the sun, Tyio asked Tymen.

"You, where are we?"

"You're...in Arean Daroth."

"How long have we been out." He asked.

"I-I b-beg your pardon?"

"The date, boy, the date!" Ducky intoned.

"Oh, it is September, the first."

"Year, if you don't mind."

"2819." It seemed, to Tymen atleast, as if a physical force hit his two new companions.

"We've been asleep for fiveteen years!"

*BlackSheep

Jun 6, 2001, 10:47 AM

Yeek! The heavens open up, the clouds dissapear and the sun shines happily as the angels sing.

Sigh. Happiness.

Marvelous, Kove http://jazz2.nagcentral.com/forum/images/smiles/icon_smile.gif

*Black

Ducky

Jun 6, 2001, 12:33 PM

One bright spot in the hurricane of disaster.

`Ducky

Tobias

Jun 6, 2001, 05:27 PM

cool story kovu!

Kaz

Jun 6, 2001, 07:56 PM

Another masterpiece in progress.

Hahah ducky, I didn't post!

Ducky

Jun 7, 2001, 06:04 AM

I'm going to bite the next person who replies if Kovu hasn't posted anthing new.

`Ducks

Kovu aka Alec

Jun 8, 2001, 07:19 AM

Chapter Three: Rebirth

A triangle. The sturdiest of shapes. It represented unification, perfection. And this one glowed. Hues of bloody red, brilliant green, slight yellow. It was the Cage. No one else could describe it. And it was in the possesion of Asari, assasin. Her ship had narrowly escaped the Valkyrie and it's explosion, and she lay slumped in the pilot's chair, pondering her next move.

"I wasn't able to stop him, even going back in time." It then dawned upon her, as she looked around slyling, fingering the triangle.

"If I return to my time, I could dissallow Tymen from unlocking Abbadon." She smiled.

"And He could'nt obtain access, being too stupid to get through the city of gold to get the final piece."

She laughed inwardly, then dissapeared.

Tyio and Ducky sat in Tymen's modest adobe home. They each were holding a small bowl of some brownish soup, which Tymen was enjoying, but Tyio and Ducky not so, unfamiliar with the harsh roots that had to be eated to survive in that darker day.

"So you two really came from the past, before darkness?" Tymen had all the giddiness of a young schoolgirl.

"Well, I am, but I don't know about HER." Tyio said with venom, looking and pointing his spoon at Ducky.

"I tell you, I'm not a time traveller." She sighed.

"Then how'd you know all that, like you'd done it before?"

"I had schematics!" They both abandoned the argument, and turned to Tymen.

"Why has Carrotous become so barren?"

"The ozone layer has been destroyed, and the sun has a terrible intensity."

"But why can't they just import food?"

"The skies...the radiation will disintegrate any ship." Ducky fell back into her seat, and knocked her head on the dangerously low ceiling. Tyio chuckled at this a bit, before questioning Tymen himself.

"Well...there must be SOME way to stop thease...ah, thease...."

"Knn." Ducky hissed.

"Knn! Ah yes, Knn." Tymen sighed, looking intently at his feet.

"I, as have we all, fought in long, bloody wars aginst the Knn, but there are too many...and we are to few."

"But, I mean, why not just use aircraft, you would surely have an advantage."

"Advanced machinery doesn't functions on Carrotous..." He trailed off.

"Why not--" Tyio's question was silenced as a large explosion destroyed the wall behind him, with a crackling hiss at explosion and the flying hiss of a blaster. Sneering, Tyio and Ducky lept from there seats, and jumped out into the open sands through the blast hole, as Tymen evaded bits of flying shrapnel.

Amid the heat, which distorted light, and the smoke, all they could see was a black figure with a blaster standing about fiveteen meters away. They began a charge, and the figure fired a blast at Tyio.

He attempted to block it with his sword, after it seared torward him. But it refracted into the ground, and the explosion sent him hurtling, crashing into the sands. Ducky, however, slashed at the black figure with her staff, but her opponent deftly smacked her away with the flat of her sword. Ducky, however, not wanting to give up, was about to take off the figures head while she wasn't looking, she just as quickly spun around and slashed at the staff, a blow that would slice through the stick and kill it's bearer. But the blow, halted.

A field of energy emenated on the sword where it was about to meet the staff, keeping it at bay. Both combatants pushed there weapons forward, resulting in a titanic struggle.

"Who are you?"

"I am one they named the dark assasin, Asari. And you, you are from another time. Indeed, another dimension!" She disengaged her sword, spinning around, and kicked Ducky in the gut, knocking her several feet back and unconsious. Tymen, in his home, pulled a sword from the walls. He seemed rather clumsy with the weapon at first, as he fingered it, trying to get a feel. Then he brandished it full, and charged foolishly torward Asari.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhahahahaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!" He screamed, going full force in his stride. And in the end, uncerimoniously stopped by a simple block of Asari's. He continued to slash and hack, and Asari blocked it all, by just pivoting the end of the hilt in her palm. And, in mid attack, she sliced Tymen's sword in two.

"Ahh-ah!" Tymen was distressed by his loss of a weapon.

"And so our paths intertwine again, eh?"

"What...what do yo mean, we've never met before..." She chortled, and pressed the end of the sword aginst his throat.

"How quickly you're mind has slipped away." She was about to kill the poor fellow when a double blaster blast from above blew her feet away from a scared Tymen.

"What in Arxia?" Tymen asked himself, seeing a silvery spacecraft hovering in a lofty matter high above.

"Curse it. I must escape to heal." Asari huffed, grasping a deeply gashed arm. The spacecraft's thrusters burst a bit, targeting the dark assasin.

"You're not going anywhere!" A voice over the ships comm system said. Asari snickered, pulling out the triangle.

"I think it will not be as you say." Her body was engulfed in white flame, and then she dissapeared. Danger gone, the spacecraft landed. Ducky and Tyio, holding there injuries, walked to it, while Tymen merely stood, awestruck. Never before had he seen a ship, well, except for the Knn Deahtflies. But those were massive, hulking warships. This was a tiny, nimble fightercraft, a completely diffrent matter. It had two, expansive wings on each side, the ends rounded off with two, heavy duty blaster cannons. Where the wings converged was a round cockpit, with the two main blaster guns were located. And in back there was a sort of stubby tail, only a couple meters long, that housed the hover and thrust engines.

With a hiss, the black viewport began to open. And out jumped a armor adorned white rabbit, with a staff at her back.

"Thank you for saving our friend's life...miss...?" Tyio said/inquired.

"BlackSheep, and think nothing of it." She turned to Ducky.

"Have we met before?" Ducky pondered, but then realized it was impossible. The last time she met anyone besides Tymen was fiveteen years in the past, this BlackSheep would've been much younger.

"I think not." Tymen finally recovered from his shock by now, and managed to stammer out a question.

"How did you manage to keep a ship running, during the Dark times?"

"Easy. It came from off world, a long, long time ago."

Ducky

Jun 8, 2001, 01:13 PM

Oh, nice Kovey..http://jazz2.nagcentral.com/forum/images/smiles/icon_smile.gif

`Ducky

Coppertop

Jun 8, 2001, 02:47 PM

Wot she said. . . http://jazz2.nagcentral.com/forum/images/smiles/icon_biggrin.gif

Kovu aka Alec

Jun 11, 2001, 05:29 AM

Chapter Four: Ripples In Time

"But...but...but HOW? Surely the radiation barrier would have ripped that scrawny little ship to shreads!" Tymen exclaimed.

"Hey! Watch who you're callin' scrawny!" BlackSheep spat, then after pausing a moment, awnsered him,

"When the Knn attacked and prepared for there assault from above, my mother hid this ship in a asteroid that fell into the atmosphere during the attack and buried itself in the sands. Since it was inactive at the time, it was not affected by the EMP. Though she, died, in the attack, she entrusted a dear friend of hers and mine with it's location. He, too, died in a Knn assault, but not before telling me it's location." She turned to face it.

"It may not look like much, but it's all I have to fight the Knn with."

"Aaah!" Asari yelped, as a medical droid tried to repair her arm. She was back in the safety of her lair, hidden in subspace.

"Darn that Tymen! He escaped my grasp again!" She hissed. Hanging her head in failure, she planned another possibility for stemming Tymen's plan to seize Symballen's Archon. And utimatley, wreck her revenge upon that same rabbit. She removed her cowl, nothing more than a black cloth strung over her face, obscuring her nose and mouth. And there was held her pain. Across her face, extending from her left cheek, across her thin lips, and ending at her chin. Though it had long since healed through and through, it was a reminder of the pain, a pain that she believed could only be quenched by one thing,

"I will kill you, Tymen..." The story was fresh in her mind, like a sore, every detail stored immaculatley in her mind. Yes, she remembered it all, and it started on that damp spring day, those ten years ago...

In the five years since the fall and the EMPs, Carrotous had only managed to rebuild itself a little. The twelve main cities held a very haughty, renassiance air, ruled through a system of nobilities. And the wastes, the great deserts that described the rest of the surface, was feudal, constant combat between clans and other clans, and clans and the terrorizing Knn. However it was, atleast a little, order. And order was something Asari had learned to hate. She had no home, no money. She was far too proud to beg, and but not too meek to steal. So, she wandered the streets and passages of Carrotous City. That was her lot in life, to suffer, forgotten. She remembered nothing of any family, friends. She was left to die by her parents at the foot of the Great Plateau. Her next ten years she spent scrambling up the thing, not being able to aford turbolifts. She learned to speak from other wanderers along the path up the plateau. In all logic, she should have died, implying some divine order aided her.

Asari hissed as she saw a royal transport wheel into the Carrotous City square. It was long, train like even in shape. It was drawn mostly by banckas, lizard like beasts of burden from the eastern wastes. And there were a few hover pads here and there, to help give it some lift. As much money as the royal house that owned the vehicle had, they probably couldn't afford many hoverpads, as functioning ones were worth there weight in platinum. A crowd of people gathered around the shining ship. Asari merely slunked back into the shadows. But she looked on.

A strong, gloved hand forced open a door to the right of the craft, the side which faced Asari. Out of that portal strode a very tall, well built looking rabbit. He had a beard that streched a foot down his chest and hair that fell to his waist, all white. He had high, pinched looking cheekbones and strutinizing red eyes. His clothing was fit for a Duke, which he probably was. Envy inundated through Asari.

Immediatley after the Duke filed out two pair of guards, covered in some maroon armor plates and wicked looking black helmets, with large swords and heavy repeater rifles at there side. Then out scurried a much smaller...weasel, she thought. He wishpered something into the Duke's ear, who responded with a slight nod and a stare at the crowd. Obviously, the Duke's mentat. Then, two more pair of guards filed out, ended by a black female rabbit with an elaborate headress and a long, flowing gown. The Duke's wife...one would hope.

The three officials, sandwiched in by there escort, moved to the side as a final two pair of guards walked out, and inbetween them was a final rabbit. His fur was utterly black, with light grey hair. But something else was diffrent. He bore not the scowl the others shared, but rather seemed disintrested. Asari guessed the boy was about sixteen. As the paraded, followed by yet another platoon of guards, into Carrotous Castle, Asari could not but notice how her eyes magnitated to the young one, the Duke's son. She continued to stare, until the entire family had dissapeared into the shadows of the palace. And then she mentally slapped herself,

"Just noble scum, forget it Asari." Without another thought, she slunk back into the shadows.

"Waaaait a minute, you guys are from the past?!" BlackSheep asked Tyio and Ducky, throughouly excited by the prospect.

"Well, uhm, yea..." Ducky murmured.

"Woohoo!" BlackSheep leaped into the air for joy, "then you guys must have all kinds of cool junk, from before the fall?"

"Not really, it was pretty much just an escape pod...in a manner of speaking." Tyio stated.

"Nonsense! You have got to have something..."

"All that's in it is a few blasters, my hacking probe, and the computer system." Ducky said.

"A computer system?" BlackSheep grinned as she made a little, 'yes' motion with her fist,"please, take me to it."

"Well, I guess we could... c'mon." Tyio motioned for her to come, and Tymen decided he might as well tag along.

"What could she want a computer for?" Tyio asked Tymen.

"Didn't you know? Learning has been banned to all except nobles, the information in that computer could be worth millions." Tyio paused, and thought about the dire consequences of such a law.

"Harsh..."

"Indeed."

Night had fallen over the city of Carrotous...City. The streets were vacant, but turmoil continued on, inside the Castle.

"With all due respect, my lord Emperor, but we can't just let thease gangs calling themselves clans continue to rage wars across the wastes." The Duke of the House Daroth complained to the Emperor of all Carrotous, Shay'Haloum the IX. The Emperorship had taken over the Kingship at the time of the dark's begginging, just for your information.

"I agree, so what do you propose we do about it? Ha?! There are atleast two hundred and fifty clans on Carrotous, each containing possibly ten thousand members! Our army isn't a tenth strong enough to fight just fifty of them!" The Emperor shouted back at the Duke, stroking his temple to suggest he had a headache.

"Indeed, alone, any one House or you're Yitivica warriors couldn't stand aginst them, but if we could unite twelve Houses..." The Duke contended to the Emperor, the others at the meeting deciding to stay well out of the argument.

"Oh shut up! You don't even get along with the House Nemriah, and they are you're closes neighbors!"

"My lord, you can't seriously let them continue there little wars across the wastes, can you?"

"Why not, they don't bother us, we don't bother them, thats the unsaid the agreement we've had for the past five years. You're the one who doesn't seem to get it, Duke!"

"My lord, all I want is to take out atleast the Konitar clan."

"The ones that killed you're parents? So that's what this is about eh? You're dismissed, Duke!"

"My lord..."

"You're DISMISSED!" The Duke slouched, and walked away, in defeat. The other officials got up from there chairs and moved to there own quarters, but the white robed one chased after the Duke.

"Dietem. Dietem!" She caught up to the frustrated ruler.

"You must calm down. This...petty quest for revenge may anger the Emperor to badly...and you wouldn't want that."

"The Emperor is getting too high and mighty, it's time I called in our forces."

"You're not actually going to try to overthrow the Emperor, are you?"

"Why not, our forces are stronger than his, we can win."

"It would be unwise to--"

"Silence, woman! I don't need advice from you, that's why I have a mentat. Now leave me!" As much as she would like to, Liema, the Duchess, could do nothing to stop the Duke. And so she walked away. Down the orange red marble hallways she encountered her son, who she was sure would be just itching to know what was going on.

"Mother, what is this, Father must be planning something, yes?" The black rabbit stated.

"I believe he is...if I were you I would have Orthian activate the perimeter shield around you're quarters, there may be a good deal of fighting soon." Though he would do so anyway, the Duke's son felt paticularly inclined my her mother's piercing blue eyes, a feature she could enhance when she wanted to be severe.

"Yes, mother." And he began to walk away.

"Oh, another thing..." Liema said.

"Yes?"

"Tymen, be careful."

Coppertop

Jun 11, 2001, 11:42 AM

*claps* YaY!

Kaz

Jun 11, 2001, 03:41 PM

Impaticence is a sign of fondness of the coming of an object.

Hurry up already!

Ducky

Jun 11, 2001, 06:24 PM

Oh.

Kazoo is going to throw something at you, Kovey..

`Duckary

Kovu aka Alec

Jun 12, 2001, 06:16 AM

Ahhhh!*gets klonked in the head*

bad Kazzo!

Coppertop

Jun 12, 2001, 02:15 PM

I'll copy Kaz if you don't hurry up! http://jazz2.nagcentral.com/forum/images/smiles/icon_lol.gif

Kovu aka Alec

Jun 12, 2001, 06:42 PM

But I just posted one yesterday *sniff*

what do you people want from me??? http://jazz2.nagcentral.com/forum/images/smiles/icon_biggrin.gif

Violet CLM

Jun 12, 2001, 10:54 PM

Chapters!

Kovu aka Alec

Jun 13, 2001, 07:00 PM

Chapter Five: A Single Day And Night Of Misfortune

"MRWAAAAAA!"

The bancka underneath Tymen screamed as he bucked up in the air.

"Whoa, Timmer, calm down!" Tymen cooed, stroking the lizard's jade and gold scales. Hot air puffed out of Timmer's nostrils, but she was soothed. All of them, except for BlackSheep, were dreading through the desert on the reptilian beasts. The former was, ofcourse, above in her fighter. They had wanted to travel in it, but she insisted there wasn't enough room. Tyio sighed, his head falling back, onto his velvetish bancka.

"What is the name of that infernal city we're going to again?" Tyio asked.

"Arean Daroth."

"Ah, yes......and why are we going there, again?"

"It's the nearest city. We need a place to stay, that blaster totalled my house. We were also going to sell that computer. Oh, and you wanted to track down that assasin." Tymen said in a most ordinary manner.

"Oh, right." The demon couldn't speak in a more exasperated tone. Silence passed between them, beside the

humm of the fighters engines and the occasional grunt from the banckas. Everyone was absorbed in something else, or atleast trying to appear to be, not wanting the company of the others.

"You know, the--" Tymen began what would appear to be a informative information nugget.

"Shut up." Tyio sighed.

"But it--"

"I SAID shut up." Tymen was about to swear out the pompus demon, but thought better of it.

"Well...you don't have to be rude."

"La de da, excuse me, but today hasn't exactly been happy fun time for me...first I have to escape from that station, and then I fly through a maelstrom of sand and rock, and then I have to eat thease nasty roots, and that person attacks us..."

"Well, excuse me, but would you rather have rotted in that prison? Not even that, the blast would have incinerated you." Ducky quipped, from her aqua bancka across from Tyio.

"You know what? I would, better than having to listen to you people."

"Ungrateful....why'd I even bother...." Ducky grumbled under her breath, then subsided. Tyio too subsided, to the churning of his own mind.

"Oh...I can't wait to return to Akael." He wishpered.

"Oh, what, what am I doing here?" Asari thought to herself, as she hid in the shadows of a bush, the bright sun warming all in the lush, royal garden, filled with plants from a thousand worlds.

"I stalking that boy, that's what I'm doing." She sounded frusterated, at herself. But then, the insane part of her brain overtook the rational part of her brain, by reasoning with it.

"T-that's not it...I've got a good form, right? I mean...it's not REALLY stealing if I just...distract him while I take a little change, is it? I mean, it's not like he is going to miss it, right?" He mind waged war over the body, over which impulse would control which.

Tymen stood over the perfectly smooth waters of the pond. It's blankness was a window into his own, turmoiled soul. He knew his father had made arrangements to overthrow the throne...but was he really going to go through it. Now? Right now?? A coup d'etat could be especially dangerous now. The whole planet was a powder keg waiting to be set off. As long as things remained normal, it was like the emperor said, they don't bother us, we don't bother them.

A sound drew Tymen's attention. A rustle in the bushes.

"Curse it! He heard me." Asari again mentally slapped herself. Then she noticed a glint of steel. A sword, tucked neatly in the waistband of Tymen's morningrobe, one which Tymen now drew.

"Hmm, maybe it's not all a loss, I bet I could get a couple hundred credits for that piece of work." She thought.

"Who's there, show yourself!" Tymen shouted, waiving his sword infront of him, using a technique his mother had taught him for detecting things.

"Curses! There's no guards in here...I'm all on my own..."

Asari scanned the garden, rationing her precious time before Tymen spotted her. To her luck, there were no guards.

"Yes, this must be the boy's private garden, no guards! Brilliant." She waited, until Tymen was just in the middle of a breath. And then she sprung from the bushes.

"Ya!" Tymen slashed his sword down, but Asari kneed him in the stomach, then slapped the sword out of his hand and into her own.

"Thanks, be seeing you." Reaffirming her grip on the blade, she began her get away. It only took a moment for Tymen to recover, and then he gave chase.

Plants of miraculous colors sped past Asari, her only focus being the stone wall, the way out. After lopping a few branches of her and there, she made the leap, standing at the threshold, the way out.

"Move, and die." A soothing voice whispered in her ear, and she felt cold steel touch her throat. All she could see was a glint of metal, a knife obviously.

"Even try it and I'll...i'll...i'll scream." Asari thought through her barganing chips.

"Oh really. Hmm, let's see. You, a commoner," He well emphasised that word,"in the hier to the House's private garden. Holding his sword, about to jump to the way out. Who, honestly, looks like the guilty party here?" Tymen could not help but chuckle.

"Now, be a doll and drop the sword." With a gulp, she did, and Tymen caught it as it fell. Satisfied, he removed the blade from her throat and led her down, as he turned and sat on a white marble bench.

"You're...not going to call you're guards?" Asari stammered. Tymen whiped out his sword and pointed it just an inch from Asari's face.

"No."

"Are you...going to kill me?"

"No, ofcourse not."

"Then what are you going to do?"

"Have a little fun." Tymen smiled, whilst Asari's eyes went wide with fear.

"No," he chortled," not like that. I'm lonely, and bored, and you happen to have a sword stuck at you're face. Let's talk."

"Uhm...*gulp* o-okay, what should we talk about?"

The sun was setting over the barren deserts of Carrotous, giving the sand a haunting orange glow. The moons were up, but they weren't refracting there unquie glows yet.

"Ah! How much longer to this Arean Daroth place, eh Tymen?" Ducky asked, exhausted from her day's long exploits.

"Hmm, about twelve more hours." Tymen replied.

"Twelve hours! I mean, shouldn't we set up camp, aren't there some hideous beasts that prowl the sands that we should worry about and find shelter to hide from??"

"No, not really."

"Oh, well...okay then."

"But if you're tired, we can set down camp."

"No, I'm fine."

"I think you're tired, we should set down camp."

"No, we need to get going to arrive in time."

"But we also need our rest."

"We can rest when we get there."

"Alright...I suppose."

...

"But it will get rather cold." Ducky said.

"We have to keep going to get there in time!"

"But we'll be exhausted and won't be able to do anything until atleast nightfall tomarrow."

"But...we might have a better chance of selling the computer tonight."

"You're right, we should keep going."

"But then again...there are mites that go out at night."

"We need to get there as soon as possible."

"I'm not sure, the mites--"

"WOULD YOU TWO JUST PUT A SOCK IN IT AND SET DOWN THE CURSED CAMP!!!!" Tyio screamed, irriated beyond belief.

"F-fine, will do..." Tymen seemed rather frightened by the demon.

Asari sat in the comfrot of her lair, hidden in a cozy pocket in subspace. The medical droid had long finished it's work, and went about to other duties. Asari merely sat in the emergency chamber chair, eyes closed, half asleep, remembering every vivid detail of that week so long ago...

The meetings had continued as such for five days, except no more were held at swordpoint. Asari would sneak in, around midnight, and Tymen would be there, in the garden. Tymen had found he had sympathy for Asari's hard life, and Asari had sympathy for Tymen's terrible burden.

The night was cool, this time, and sharply blue. The forward two guardposts Asari passed easily, and now

all that was left to do was scale the final barrier into the garden with a jump. As she did so, she savored the way the long, trailing cape in back of her fluttered in the wind, and her sword rocked back and forth. A new costume, gift from Tymen. Upon landing, she immediatley felt the soft moistness of the ground, and the cool, damp breeze of the garden. Artificially generated ofcourse, but that didn't matter. And she could see the multitudes of nightfaires out, and the low whhhhhsss, of the tiny waterfall. But her companion was no where to be found. She dared not to shout his name, that would alert the guards, so she began prowling around the lush place. After trodding around a minute or two, she spotted a silhoutted figure, sitting on a bench by the pond, staring into it's waters.

"Tymen." She wishpered, as she ran up to Tymen and sat beside him.

"Dehmali." That caused a twang of pain in Asari, how she lied to him about her name.

Asari knew Tymen was never this glum, something must have happened.

"What's wron--"

"My mother has been killed. With a knife in the back." Silence.

"Oh my God...I'm so terribly sorry." She embraced him strongly, trying to absorb atleast a little pain.

"Who..."

"My father killed her, I saw him at the scene, just after she screamed. And everyone else knows it two. But no one dare arrest him, for his legions are loyal only to him, and would have is captors slaughtered within a day."

"But...why would he kill his own wife?" Now Asari dipped her head further in, sad and intrested in the going ons.

"Because she was going to warn the Emperor about the coup d'etat. She knew how violently it could upset this world." Again, silence.

"Tymen...." She found it hard to stare in his face, and, as such, his soul, twisted with pain. But yet, she found it harder still to look away.

"Tymen...her death may not have been in vain. Now the Emperor knows to send his forces to intercept you're fathers. The coup may yet be avoided." Without pause, Tymen kissed Asari then, for a long while, only after a minute or so was it broken. No passion, just saddness. Sadness from Tymen. They had not known each other very long, but they were kindred souls. Indeed...then there was another long, awkward pause.

"Get out of here, Dehmali, get out of here as fast as you can." Tymen said grimly.

"Why?"

"If you don't, you'll die." The low breeze in the garden was turning into a roar like wind, and this was not artificially generated. Two large, sword shaped ships passed through the air. Knn Deahtflies. Large blast poured from there tips, all crashing through the city with terrible destructive might. And in the streets were running hordes of Daroth soldiers and Knn warriors, working in tandem, killing all.

Violet CLM

Jun 13, 2001, 11:31 PM

I wanted to have thr first reply, but I have no idea what to say. There fore: (Insert compliment on chapter here)

*BlackSheep

Jun 14, 2001, 02:49 PM

I am awed.

*Black

Ducky

Jun 15, 2001, 03:20 PM

Brilliant, Kovey.

*cries*

`Ducky

Coppertop

Jun 16, 2001, 08:10 PM

YaY!

Kovu aka Alec

Jun 16, 2001, 08:16 PM

Wehe! Replies, replies good for Kove http://jazz2.nagcentral.com/forum/images/smiles/icon_smile.gif

Thankie, all

Chapter Six: No Hope

Three more bodies fell in the castle walls, warm blood dribbling to the once pristine marble floor.

"There everywhere!" A captian shouted into a comm. as he fired his repeater rifle, seeking the enemy.

"There like ghosts, comming out of--" He too, fell to the red ground, and a reddish Knn removed his knife from the captians back. Then a explosion ressonated through the castle. Several more of thease green blasts

quaked the ancient city. Konitar moth bombs.

Asari lept in the air, a rapid blaster flaring as waves of Darothian warriors fell. Still, the Emperor's forces were so gravely outnumbered, it was mad. Asari slunk through the bodies she had just rended, clinging to a chipped stone wall.

"I've taken the southern gate, Tymen, now what? Over." She spoke into a microphone that twisted from her ear down to her cheek.

"Good. I'm --strrrkpt-- making my way up the gran --ssp-- aircase. See if you can get the crane opera

--zzkkkpt--use it to hit those tanks near the main pass --spkkkapa--"

"Roger." Asari nodded, and began to run in the way of the cargo cranes.

"And Dehmali--ssk--"

"Yea?"

"You don't have to do th--skkam-- you know."

"Yeah, yeah, I know."

A fledgling flame raged in the wind, fueled by the meager sticks found in the deep desert. Tymen and BlackSheep slept contently. There sleeping bags were cozy, and there's nothing like food cubes slow roasted over an open flame...

...right.

The sun was long set, and the reddish Matak and the furious blue Muar moons hung in the sky, giving the desert a sureal tint. But none were awake to experience it, except Tyio and Ducky.

Sadly, there was a wall of awkardness inbetween them, so no words passed. Until Tyio broke that, just as a westward wind took hold, sending his pitch hair into streams.

"So tell me, why did you rescue me?"

"I...didn't I already awnser this question?" Ducky pointed a finger at him, her mouth slightly open.

"Yeah," he took a bite out of a now stale, but still very chocolate, food cube, "but it was a rather sad excuse for a awnser. I want a real one." Ducky paused for a moment, gathering her feelings, then awnsered,

"What you did, at Otomayim, I thought that was very brave," Tyio had, was was just a month past to him, but nearly two decades to everyone else, traversed to the city of Otomayim to speak out aginst the pain being caused to his people, the demons, by the Carrotians. He was arrested, ofcourse, and brutalized.

"and...when they interviewed you...you sounded so...."

"Hm?" Tyio interjected.

"I don't know...I've never heard anyone sound so helpless, but you kept you're pride through it all, and never surrendered you're cause..."......

"Go on." Tyio urged.

"I tryed to ignore it, deciding it was just something on the holo-emitter I could do nothing about. But one day, two weeks ago, I got a vision...a dream. There were turtles. Blue turtles. On a perfect beach."

A pause.

"They were crying... thousands, mourning. The next day I found out they were going to execute you."

"I was certain I had to rescue you, there was something about you. And that dream.... My friends...they told me I was being a idealistic fool, and that the orbital station was so very far away. But I wouldn't listen."

Tyio smiled. This was not at all what he expected. She wasn't in it for some bounty or something. She did it because she genuinley cared, and that was a rare thing nowadays.

"Ahhh!" A Darothian died, and his body hurdled down the massive staircase. Manuevering was difficult on the thin slits of wood, and more and more Darothian and Knn soldiers were comming up, trying to stem Tymen's progress. He fired random shots down, while his true focous remained getting to the top of the insane staircase. It played even more carnage on his mind, knowing he was killing people from his very house, some, probably related to him.

His oppositon was quickly gaining, luckily he was now scrambling at the top of the flight of the stairs, and rushing into the Emperor's throne room. It was ornatley clother with sashes and ropes and gold, and stones from a thousand worlds, collected before the dark. But now all of this was scarred by battle, destroyed.

"Come any closer, and he dies!" The Emperor shouted to Tymen, having a knife pressed aginst the Duke's neck.

"Listen to him...Tymen." The Duke gasped, fearing for his life.

"I don't take any more orders from you, scum, you killed mother!" Tymen hissed, pointing his knife in the Duke's face.

"I did not!"

"You lie!"

"It doesn't matter, soon I'll be the ruler of this planet, no one will stop me!"

"And that's what you think?" The Emperor began, his accent notably sharp.

"You're force sure won't stop me."

"No, but the entire clan of Konitar can." The Duke's eyes began to widen, and his knuckles whiten with rage.

"That's right, I've had the clan wrapped around my finger. And you know what? I gave to order to have them kill you're parents!"

"Why am I here?" Tymen's thoughts echoed. He was in a strange place now. He felt a stick in his hand, a staff. But not it's texture. He was wearing gloves. And he could feel the wind tugging at his back, a cape.

The air was devoid of pollutants, a rare thing in the dark times. He could hear a gentle crashing.

The opening of his eyes came with pain. Before him he saw a great, outstreched ocean.

The waves were crashing gently, and the sand was pure white.

"Where am I?" Thinking came with pain, also.

Then he saw disturbances in the clear blue water. Out of it's serentiy popped heads. Reptilian heads on long necks. They carried hard shells, and there color was the deepest, purest blue. Thousands of them, in the perfect waters. He watched them to seven minutes. Then they opened there mouths in unison, and a great, mournful song came from them. It ate away at Tymens soul. Then, after seven more minutes, it ended, but the turtles remained, staring at Tymen.

"It is time to shed this naivety."

Tymen's head bobbed up, just as the dream faded. The fire was just a smoking ember, the other three were asleep, and the banckas lay on there sides. But the red and blue glow was gone. Training his eyes to the horizon, he saw a sliver of the sun, peaking out over a distant dune. From the shambles of cloth in his pack he pulled out a deep green, leather shirt, some brown pants and black boots, and a long, blue cloak. He had decided he would walk the desert a bit, while the others awoke. The desert stood long before him, dunes like a angry ocean frozen in time. He began walking, and after about ten minutes and traveling about a kilo, he began to hear faint disturbances in the silence. Quiet explosions, battle cries, the thumping of feet.

All faint, all distant, but all apparent. Tymen had the foresight to pack a pair of paragoggles, which he unholstiered from a compartment at his belt. After unfolding them, he pressed them to his eyes, seeing the world as percieved magnified a thousand times. Now he could see a battle being vividly told between three...no, four Knn Deathflies and there troops and a horde of warriors from some clan, he was uncertian which. He cursed under his breath as he put away the paragoggles. And then began his mad dash back to camp.

"You monster!" The Duke lost all sense of control, and lashed out madly at the Emperor. This attempt didn't last long, and the knife which the Emperor had been holding near the Duke quickly sunk into the aforementioned's neck. A eternity passed between the Emperor and the Duke, and blood marched down his neck.

"Y-you h-have nttt, defeated m-me." The Duke managed his last words, until he feel in a heap to the ground. Once he was decidedly dead, the Emperor looked up to Tymen, who had just been standing there through the whole thing.

"One would think you would like to save you're father." Tymen was silent for a moment, as the grim waters of cruelty began to flow through his for the first time.

"No...he's a traitor, and he's cursed this world by doing this..."

"You are wiser than they say, boy." Then Tymen, in a fluid motion, raised his blaster to the Emperor's head.

"But you could be accused of the same."

"Nonooo, boy, I have done nothing but help Carrotous." The Emperor shyed into a corner, now speaking like a defensless child.

"Right." Tymen said, as he cocked his blaster.

However, just before he could deliver a fatal blow to the Emperor, a explosion of blue flame rocked the Castle, sending a surprised Tymen hurtling through the Emperor's window. The Emperor was shocked, but then began to laugh at his fortune.

"Need you any more proof, of what heaven's choice is? Haahahha!"

A grim faced, ivory colored rabbit stood in the seat of his clan, the Konitar. He watched as his forces laid waste to the oncoming Knn and Daroth waves.

"Konitus, our two forward Treijem have bombed the castle, we have a path in." A squeaky voice in the dark back of the hovercraft spoke forward.

"Proceed there." The ivory furred rabbit exacted, his lips moving in careful precision.

"Yes, sir."

"Come, daughter, see what you will inherit one day." Konitus, the ivory rabbit, said, still staring onto the battlegrounds from the viewport. Out of the shadows strode a white furred rabbit, about thirteen. She wore silver armor and a red cape, with a long sword at her side.

"This, this will be your's once I am dead." He made a grand sweeping motion to the battlefield below.

The girl cringed. She hated war, and she hated this clan, she never wanted to be part of it.

"Yes, father..."

Tymen's life flashed through his eyes in a instant longer by compare than all others. He was falling...falling...falling...but then he stopped.

"Huh?" He pondered his existence, why he wasn't dead. Looking down, he found himself in Asari's arms.

"Dehmali." He sighed, smiling broadly, never before had he been happier to see her.

"Tymen." The world was lightyears away. For a moment. But then Tymen, still in Asari's arms, drew a sword.

"Tymen...?" With some dark glee, Tymen lept from Asari, and then using his sword, slashed across her face. He then tried to gut her, but Asari nimbly ducked and snatched the blade. She turned and saw Tymen, a slash across his chest, blood slowly seeping out. Where'd that come from? Weapons lost, a maddening struggle began, between them, and then it all faded away.

Rage was pent up fully in Asari. Rage at Tymen. The only person she could trust. Betrayed her, like everyone else...

Coppertop

Jun 16, 2001, 08:21 PM

sniff.

Kaz

Jun 16, 2001, 10:08 PM

nooo, I wasn't supposed to throw something at you...

sniff.

Coppertop

Jun 19, 2001, 06:15 PM

sniff. Oh, I said that already, didn't I?

Kovu aka Alec

Jun 19, 2001, 08:29 PM

Yes you did.

Hmm, oh well, 'tis alright, Kazoo, would it

make you feel better if we threw things at

you

*throws stuff*

Anyway...

Chapter Seven: The Clan Konitar

Tymen's life flashed through his eyes in a instant longer by compare than all others. He was falling...falling...falling...but then he stopped.

"Huh?" He pondered his existence, why he wasn't dead. Looking down, he found himself in Dehmali's arms.

"Dehmali." He sighed, smiling broadly, never before had he been happier to see her.

"Tymen." The world was lightyears away. For a moment. But then Asari dropped Tymen to the ground and unseathed a sword.

"Dehmali...?" She wield the sword high above her head, then slashed it across Tymen's chest. Staggering backwards, Tymen's mind filled with the infinites of betrayal. She then tried then to finish him, but Tymen bobbed to safety, removing her weapon. He turned and saw Dehmali, cut across her face, fur matted by blood. Where'd that come from? Weapons lost, a maddening struggle began, between them, and then it all faded away.

That vissage passed through Tymen's mind as he neared the camp. Sparked for some unknown reason.

"Hey! Hey you guys! Wake up! There's a battle!" And probably a storm, consiquently, as hallow winds whistled through the desolate crags and blew across the empty plains.

"B-battle?" They asked groggily, as they arose from there sacks, wind whipping across there fur.

"Yea, and a storm!"

"Storm? Rain, in the desert?" Tyio asked, gathering his things.

"No, sand storm!" Tymen had to shout to outspeak the winds, as he stradled his bancka.

"Myhhhaa!" Ducky's bancka cried, last to awaken and be ridden on, as BlackSheep's fighter hopped from it's home in the sands and into it's niche in the sky.

"C'mon, let's move, let's move!" Tymen shouted, as the banckas ran as fast as they could and the fighter held at half speed. They dared to look back, at the swirling maelstrom of the sands, eveloping everything in the torrent.

"Buggers!" BlackSheep shouted through the comm. Buggers, the common name for the Knn small fighter craft, where shaped like a triangle, flat, with two inward pointing spikes leading off from the borders. They could move pretty fast, but were ill equiped with weapons, just two medium blasters. The peticular three BlackSheep was focousing on were patrols, probably ordered to pick of any Konitar trying to flee the battle.

But they had spotted our hapless heros, and were making a great sweeping motion torwards them.

"Blast it!" The pilot uttered as the fighters lined up behind her, feeding blaster fire straight into her engine core.

The finally clad Konitus and his entorauge strode through the now bloodied courts of the Imperial palace.

"Kill all resistance," he ordered his soldiers, "but leave the Emperor to me." The soldiers broke up, scowring the halls, only Konitus' daughter remained by his side, as they climbed the wrecked grand staircase.

"What will you do with him, father?"

"I will bring justice, to him." Konitus replied as he forced open the door. What he found was the body of the Duke of Daroth, and the Emperor, hiding in a corner.

"K-konitus? I'm so glad to have found you." Konitus smiled.

"Most regret finding me." He drew a long, brightly shining rapier.

"Konitus...?"

"For crimes aginst the people of Carrotous, I will execture you!"

"No, I have been nothing but loyal..." Deja vu, eh? With that, Konitus drove his sword deep into the Emperor's body.

"E-et t-tu?" The Emperor's body fell to the already stained floor.

"Come, Seraph, we must leave." Konitus said to his daughter.

Tymen awoke to sand in his mouth, which he spat out upon regaining consioucness.

"Wh-ere am I?" All he could see was the empty sands and the scorching sun.

"They left me here to die!" Question was, who? It couldn't have been the emperor, be had no power

(he didn't know the Konitar were there) so he decided it must have been the Knn, who his father hired, who left him out here. Turing to his back, he saw a familiar city, Arean Daroth, his father's capital. But it was a blaze, with blaster fired delieverd by the Deahtflies and Buggers that hovered above.

"Daroth...Daroth!" He ran, ran as fast as he could with what little energy he had left.

"Nooo! Stop! Stop all of you!" By the time he arrived, they were gone, back into the atmosphere, into the saftety of there enormous warfleet. What he found was streets, paved with blood, lined with bodies.

"Nooo..." Tears fell long down his face. He walked into a ruined store, took some nessecities, a cloak, some food, some clay. He found a bancka and a carriage. With this he walked into the deep abyss of the desert, hoping he would be never found again. He could make a living, maybe, of documenting the species and weather of the desert, and selling the information to the desert people. Maybe...and hopefully, he would never tread this dark hall in his mind again.

The incident at the Imperial Palace, now three months in the past, had erupted Asari's already explosive psyche. Cloaked in black, adopting the 'dark assasin' into her name, she became a assasin for hire, killing for a living. It was all that was left, away in the dark recesses of her destroyed mind.

BlackSheep rotated the guns at the end of her wings backwards, firing a massive blast into the fighter at the head of the three. It tore off the top of the fighter, which lost control and exploded on the sands, the fire twisting in the ever closing torrent. The other to still presented a problem, and her ship couldn't take much more damage. Then, as one ship tried to get above her, she wheeled the ship around, firing it's main lasers and leaving searing holes through the doomed fighter as it crashed into the storm. BlackSheep attempted to pull the same trick on the last one, but it mimiced her manuevers and stayed tightly to the engines, still pounding them with blaster power. Then, from below, atop the scrambling banckas, Tymen pulled out a blaster and fired it into the point of the fighter, causing it to bob up and giving BlackSheep a chance to rotate the heavy blasters, then firing there bolts of red energy. They scoured massive, molten holes in the fighters hull, it's systems failing, sparks flying as it too fell into the madness of the storm.

Wave after wave of Knn forces fell apoun the clans defense. Plasma energy flared, smoke bellowed, and blood poured through the maddening battle.

"My Lady, the Knn are showing signs of retreating, the fourth Deatflie is flying away at top speed and the second it backing up." A purple rabbit on bancka said, as he ran up to a pure white one on just as similair a creature.

"Are there buggers back in there hangers?" The white rabbit questioned.

"Nay, milady, all Knn fighters are still in the sky."

"Then they aren't retreating, there preparing to redouble there efforts...have the askatas with Banglu cannons on the back fire the first rounds." She commanded.

"Yes, milady Seraphine." The purple rabbit rode off, amid the charging horde of rabbits on foot, to large, elephant like furred creatures standing in the middle of the battlefield.

"Damn those Knn, we have to stop them before the over run Arean..." Seraph thought, then spyed the three banckas and the fighter belonging to our hero's charging the Knn forces from the side.

"Who...are they?" She consider breifly, before running back into the throng of Knn.

From the great furry askatas, large, smoking balls of Banglu, a modified version of plasma, energy hurtled torward the massive Knn Deathflies. They powered straight through the shields and erupting huge chunks of there hulls.

"Hapouy!" Seraph spat a command loudly in near-Gerenpfpssh, as she lopped off Knn heads. Her troops replied, gaining new resolve and attacking the Knn with all there might. The askatas fired again, and the ten simultanious explosions ripped there target, the second Knn Deatflie. It's hoverpads inoperative, it sank into the sands, and then exploded in a blue fury, molten heaps hurtling through the atmosphere, then sucked in by the ever approaching storm.

As the storms winds increased, sending howling fury across the sands, the askatas fired a third slavo torward the first Deatfile, and it too, fell in a massive, sparkling explosion. Not able to fight in the middle of a storm, the remaining to Deatfiles took of into the safe harbor of the Knn warfleet above, and the Konitar forces could do nothing to escape the storm but...

"Run!" Seraph shouted, waiving her blood stained sword in the air. The Knn on land were trapped in the storm, as were the buggers. Luckily, the Konitar forces, further from the storm, were able to just barely outrun it. Seraph was impressed by those three banckas riders and that fighter that flew in. It was pitch black, now that the storm had overtook the landscape, but the destructive rear of it was moving up slower than the rest. In that blackness, Seraph was easily able to pick out the dull light of the fighters engines, as the Konitar clan was poorly stocked with them.

"Syea!" Seraph slapped the reigns of the bancka into the back of it's neck, speeding it up torward the fighter.

It was a good day in Arean Daroth, when the clan Konitar came to visit. They needed repair, places to sleep and food, and it aided the large cities economy. After the city was sacked and nearly leveled by the Knn nearly ten year before, everyone thought that would be the end of the once proud city. But, the Konitar

clan had made it it's quasi base of operations, and when the 'Proffesor' as he was known around there, Tymen, set up the small biology school(it went under cover as a infirmary when Imperials were 'round) had brought even more money and people to the city. As it was now, it was the third largest city on Carrotous, a place with few cities. Yes, it was always a good day in Arean Daroth.

A large, silver room at the base of a hotel at which the Konitar rested, served as a breifing room, in which Seraph met our wayward heros, Tymen, Tyio, Ducky and BlackSheep.

"You've been in a sort of...hyper-regulated type sleep for fiveteen years...since the Knn attack?" Seraph asked.

"Yes." Tyio and Ducky said in unison. Tymen had analyized the ruler of the Konitar clan previously. She was white all over, it neatly trimmed and combed white fur, long, white hair, purple eyes. And she was tall, for a female especially and for a rabbit period. She wore a scowl, but was not all that unpleasant to be about. Little did Tymen know how very much she was like her late father.

"So, what are you all going to do?" Seraph asked, trotting infront of them.

"Well...we don't know...we were kinda thinking about joining a clan, battle the Knn, y'know, fight the good fight...not much else left, eh?" Tyio stated. Seraph contimplated, studying the two a moment before awnsering.

"How'd you like to go straight for the Knn?"

"But...how?"

"I know a guy, who's invented a way to breach the radiation barrier, get of the dusty rock."

"Okay...so, what's the plan?" Tyio was intrested.

"Somewhere, at a distant edge of the galaxy, there is a planet, on that planet is a artifact known as Symballen's Archon. It can turn back the pages of time."

Ducky

Jun 20, 2001, 10:11 AM

Seraph is a BAD guy?

*gasp*

Brilliant, Kovey.

I REALLY need a new word. :P

http://jazz2.nagcentral.com/forum/images/smiles/icon_smile.gif Yay.

<you never talk to me anymore!! *sob*>

`Ducky

Kovu aka Alec

Jun 20, 2001, 11:26 AM

What makes you think she's a bad guy?

Mwaha, thankie

*BlackSheep

Jun 20, 2001, 01:34 PM

wOw. Excellent, Kovie. It's...may I use CT's word?

Sniff.

*Black

Coppertop

Jun 20, 2001, 05:02 PM

Yes you may, Blackie. *hands Blackie a hankie*

Anyhow, Awesome part, Kove! *Slightly confused* How can Seraph be the bad guy, she's not yet, is she? I think Asari's the bad guy http://jazz2.nagcentral.com/forum/images/smiles/icon_biggrin.gif

Kovu aka Alec

Jun 21, 2001, 07:16 AM

Yes, Seraph is already, y'know, she was Konitus daughter that accompanyied him to

slaughter the Emperor. And in the future

you see her leading the clan Konitar.

Violet CLM

Jun 21, 2001, 02:19 PM

I lost track of what was going on a few days ago. http://jazz2.nagcentral.com/forum/images/smiles/icon_mad.gifhttp://jazz2.nagcentral.com/forum/images/smiles/icon_mad.gifhttp://jazz2.nagcentral.com/forum/images/smiles/icon_mad.gif

Coppertop

Jun 21, 2001, 07:50 PM

*blinks* Oh. Cool. More?

Kovu aka Alec

Jun 21, 2001, 09:12 PM

Yup, I got a nice big chunk of chappie right

here. A BIG CHUNK! Infact, chapter eight

is so massive, I'm gonna break it into

three parts, so here's the first...

Chapter Eight: Three Days Away

"You mean...a time machine?" Ducky's lower jaw was dropped.

"In a manner of speaking, yes." Seraph nodded. The room was silent for a moment.

"What do you want to use it for?" Tyio inquired.

"Two reasons, one, we could use it to crush the Knn before they lay the field of radiation across Carrotous," she paused to se how they reacted to that, "and two, someone by the name of Asari wants

it, for reasons I can only assume, are evil."

"Asari?" Tymen nearly lept out of his chair.

"Yea...why?"

' "That was the person who tried to kill me!"

A field of energy emenated on the sword where it was about to meet the staff, keeping it at bay. Both combatants pushed there weapons forward, resulting in a titanic struggle.

"Who are you?"

"I am one they named the dark assasin, Asari. And you, you are from another time."

....

"Ahh-ah!" Tymen was distressed by his loss of a weapon.

"And so our paths intertwine again, eh?"

"What...what do yo mean, we've never met before..." She chortled, and pressed the end of the sword aginst his throat.

"How quickly you're mind has slipped away." She was about to kill the poor fellow when a double blaster blast from above blew her feet away from a scared Tymen. ' Memories from the day before flipped through

Tymen's mind.

"That...that's the person who tried to kill me yesterday!" Seraph's expression twisted in befuddlement.

"Why would she want to kill you?" Then a sinister realization dawned on her.

"Prehaps...in the future, she knew you were going to get the Archon...and with it went back in time to

prevent you from using it..."

"It's...plausable." Ducky scratched her chin.

"But...why do that?"

"Suppose...in the future you do something that terribly hinders her...in some way. Using the Archon she went back in time to stop you from...getting the archon before her?" Seraph drew her edgy hypothesis.

Tymen nodded.

"So...what do we do?" Tyio fell back in his chair, the weight of this ordeal finally impressing itself upon him.

"What do we do? We get to the Archon first and kill this...Asari along the way!"

"Alright...I'm in." Tymen stood up, sounding as defiant as he could.

"I guess I could give a hand." Ducky too stood. All eyes fell on Tymen.

"Oh...why not?"

"Excellent...we leave in three days, three days, I don't care if its on fire in the ice caps and hell's frozen over."

The fighter's engines flared up a moment, and a stack of smoke bellowed out. It hovered up in the air for a moment, before clanging down, uncerimoniously.

"Piece 'a junk!" BlackSheep threw a wrench at it, frustrated to tears with her damaged craft.

"Problems?" Ducky asked, standing on the other side of the rusted hanger

"It's...there problems with the fuel cells." BlackSheep explained meekly, lightly tossing a bolt. Ducky approaced BlackSheep, to the point were they were about three feet apart.

"I've got a proposition for you...but you'll end up facing awful torture, gruesome risk...and possible horrible death."

"And?"

"You'd get a shot at getting thease stinking Knn off our planet and kissing that radiation barrier good bye."

"You're...not serious, really?"

"Uh-huh."

"That's incredible! Sure, what do I have to do?!"

"Seraph is going..."

"Who?"

"The leader of the clan."

"Oh, okay."

"Seraph is going to get a ship that can breach the atmosphere, then we go and find this device that can take us back in time, and we can stop the Knn before they scour the sky."

"Time machine? So...travel known space, avoid a gigantic army of aliens, find a ancient artifact, blow up stuff, save the world?"

"Pretty much." A large grin grew across BlackSheep's face.

"Bring it on."

"Great...we leave in three days...and something about the ice caps and fire and ****and things."

"What?"

"Never mind."

"Okay." BlackSheep went back to trying to repair her ragged and torn fighter.

"Oh, how a loath you, Tymen." Asari muttered, plotting a date into the Cage. It chirrped and hummed and glowed, and after charging a moment, light exploded from it. In the beggining, it was just raw, unrefined light, but then it destilled into finer shapes and shades. It lay out the labryinth of history.

"Poor fool, you believe you'll smoothly exit the atmosphere, and blast away into the vastness of the void.

Unfortunatley, that wing of Buggers will attempt to usurp your plans, as they did before. And, if memory doth serve, that...wretched, arrogant boy will blow them into dust."

"This time, the Knn will have a little help." Asari trained her cold eyes to the rush of information that floated and bobbed above the Cage. After scanning a bit, she finally located the the proper time, spinning in it's endless path through infinity.

"Here we go." Having selected the time, she stepped into the swirling patterns.

All orders of buisness finished, our heros retreated to there collective room, as they didn't have enough credits to afford individual rooms, and Seraph wasn't going to pay the bill, as she slept in her lush, noble quarters.

"And in other news, the granola report today was somewhere over oatmea--" Tyio dropped the remote as the t.v. flickered off.

"Nothing good on, and thease two dimensional view screens are pratically antique!" He complained.

"It's called a t.v." Tymen noted.

"What ever the infernal thing is called." Tyio crawled further back on the bed he had claimed.

"Temper now." BlackSheep called up to Tyio, as she set up her sleeping bag.

"Never you mind me."

"I was only trying to help!"

"Settle down." Tymen began, "you're only angry because you got the floor tonight, BlackSheep, and Tyio...you're always angry...but..."

"Shut up!" Tyio cast there way.

"Shut up all of you, just listen to the storm guys." Ducky said in a serene, listening to the the sand swirling outside, ramming into the building.

"It is rather nice." Tymen said. And, for a while, amongst the group, there was peace. After about twenty minutes, the storm died down so much that listening it would be listening to the sounds of silence.

Tymen rose to use the restroom, while the others still sat, zoned out. After hearing water noisily swirling down the drain, Tymen made a bit of a squeak and said,

"Now wasn't that nice of Seraph."

"What?" BlackSheep asked.

"She sent us four bottles of radish beer." Tymen walked in, brandishing the four bottles and the four accompaning glasses.

"Woohoo! Go what's-her-face!" Tyio cheered.

And then the madness began.

"Kill....hubbie..." BlackSheep snored something that sounded rather like a morbid statment, but none payed mind to it. Probably because, everyone else had fallen asleep due to the radish beer. Except for Tyio, that is.

"Eeeeh, Teeoo, yer awake." Mumbled a very drunk Tymen.

"And you're intoxicated." Tymen, lying in a rather confused way on the floor, stared at a empty bottle for a moment, then turned back to Tyio.

"Yu-huh."

"That's very bad for you, y'know, kills braincells." Tymen climbed up to sit beside Tyio.

"You're one 't talkee...y' drunk mor'n me..."

"I'm a demon, I've refined my digestive control to the point at which I can decide what gets absorbed and what just...passes through."

"Wasat demon stuff about, anyway? *hic*"

"You don't read much into history, do you? My breed of demons are ones that separated from the main horde twenty thosand years ago. We've been living on Carrotous."

"Then why aren't you trying 't eat my soul or drink my blood or something like that?"

"We're not like that..."

"Y'knowww what I thinkin?"

"What?"

"That you guys aren't really demons a' all, you just pretend to be, to make yerselves more fierce."

"You liar! You don't know what you're talking about!" Tyio stood to strike Tymen, but he had fell asleep straight away. After a second, he slumped back down on the bed.

"I've got to get out of here."

Kaz

Jun 21, 2001, 10:44 PM

Favorable Story Kovu.

Kovu aka Alec

Jun 24, 2001, 09:06 AM

Favorable? What does favorable mean?

DAY 2

The desert was shaped diffrently that morn. Familiar landmarks, swept away into the swirling sands. Whole villages swallowed up, mountains smashed. Such was the might of a sandstorm.

"Meet species #3433: Knn." Seraph spoke loudly to the students of the clan. She paced near a holo-emmiter, one of the few on Carrotous. It showed a green tinted image of a standard, male Knn. The Knn were quite rabbit like, they stood three feet taller, however, at eight feet, they had larger muscles, no ears. They only had three toes on each foor and four fingers, all ending in spikes. And there eyes, though not consistent throught the species, were always a single color.

"We have limited information about them, but we have been able to salvage some from downed Deahtflies...and keep it hidden from the Imperials." The image switched from the scowling Knn to a red, dry planet.

"They hail from Knnryshaa, a desolate, rocky, desert like, high iron content planet. They lived peaceful lives, at a mid tech level, for thousands of years, until a leader, named The Demon, came to them from off world. He united them as a militaristic nation, and began construction of the massive warfleets. Those who did not follow him, were put to death..." The screen switched to an image of the Bloody Hills, a place on Knnryshaa where insubordinates were executed by tying limbs too far apart on 'T' shaped structures...so that the diaphram would rip. Thousands like this, lined up on the hills.

"Our mission, as a clan, while primarily to wage a succesionatory war aginst the other clans, it could also be stated that it is our charge to free Carrotous from the Knn by killing The Demon...and consiquentally, free the Knn, aswell. Such is our responsibility as the single greatest military force on Carrotous."

Seraph's eyes drifted behind her students, to see Tymen standing outside, making the 'come' motion.

"Ah...well that's all for today, you're assignment for next week is give me a full bioanalaysis of the Knn cell structure." With a good deal of noise, they all filtered out of the defunct classroom. Once they were all gone, Tymen strode in.

"You teach?"

"Only what's nesecary for a succesful clan." Tymen nodded, as he came closer to Seraph.

"So...what do you need, Tymen?"

"I want to meet this person who is going to give us thease...anti-radiation ships."

"You don't trust me do you?" Seraph chuckled.

"Not as far as I can through you." They both laughed, but then Seraph stopped dead in the middle, with a grim expression.

"You're gonna start to trust me if you want to have a chance to survive on my ship."

"Uh, yes sir, uh, ma'm." Tymen nearly jumped a foot back, he was so frightened.

"That's better, now follow me, I'll show you the guy."

As they walked amid the streets of Arean Daroth, they both reveled in the beautiful, beige tint everything now had, blasted by sand to above a milimeter of the true surface. They walked for about ten minutes in the city, as people on banckas and carrigaes, even a few wealthy on hovercraft, mingled about in the large city.

They came apoun a small shop, totally exposed to the open, so anyone could just walk in, only protection from the sun was a sandy cloth that was extended out by two sticks. There were two fighters and a big ship in the hanger like place. A lot of workers were on the small, inside of the building, and one was outside, energy melding something. Strangely enough, this is the one Seraph approached.

"Eh, Seraph, how's it hanging?" The rabbit dropped his plasma welder and pulled up his face sheild.

"Good, Kazooie, real good." This, 'Kazooie' was not a rabbit at all, but rather a bird, a red bird.

"Come to take you're ship early? It's not ready yet."

"No...I just have someone here who didn't believe there was a ship like this." Tymen walked up and weakly waved.

"Hi."

"Heya there, m'names Kazooie, you?"

"I'm Tymen." He replied weakly.

"Ah." Kazooie nodded.

"So...you have a ship that can get us off this planet?" Tymen pondered, his eyes exploring the hangar.

"Yea, this is her, right here." We walked up to the largest ship, that was the length of the entire hanger, with the smaller fighters tucked under it. It had a pointed cockpit, with a long sleek back and swept back wings, and multipule kidney shaped engines all in a clump in the back. It had the word 'Penultimate' on the side.

"So...how does it work?" Tymen waved his hand in the air as he questioned.

"It creates a pocket of subspace energy at the front and then shoots it out. The anti-energy will distrupt the radiation long enough for the ship to escape. It's a relatively simple technology, I even equipped a smaller one on the fighter in it's bay." Kazooie stroked it's hull with his wing, absorbing the beauty of his own creation.

"So, how long till it's ready?" Seraph questioned

"Ah, another day."

"What do you need to do?"

"There are some, how shall I say, quirks with the Hyper-Drive, it's a very old one we salvaged at the beggining of the war from a Knn Frogship."

"Wait...what's a Frogship?" Tymen asked, still very new to this world.

"It's one of the specialized fighters, it can maneuver better, fly faster, and shoot with more power than a standard fighter, plus it can jump to Hyper-Space."

"Ah ha...so there is there... any more Knn technology on the ship?"

"You bet, it's about 25% Imperial technology, 25% Konitar technology, and 50% Knn technology." The bird tallied off.

"That much..." Tymen backed off a bit.

"Don't worry, I'm sure there no bugs in it."

"Hm, well, that ship better be ready, Kazooie." Seraph said, as she began to walk away.

"Don't you worry." They both departed the hanger, and began walking back down the sand laiden city, the sun about a quarter away from noon.

"So, uh, Seraph...why'd you wait around for people like us to get of this planet and get that ah...Symballen's Archon...I mean, couldn't you have sent a troop of you're officers as soon as you found out about it?" Tymen broke the silence, turning to Seraph.

"My officers? I can't trust them any farther than I can throw them." Seraph stated coldly, but with a small smile, mimicing Tymen's earlier words.

"And...why choose us?"

"Because...I don't know...it just seemed like the right decision." Her voice trailed off, falling into the noise of the city.

"Seems a lot of this mission is riding on faith."

"So it would seem." They continued down, now within a few feet of the hotel.

"You feeling alright?" Seraph asked Tymen, as he rubbed his temples.

"I've just got a headache."

"From what?"

"Bit of a hangover."

"So you did get my gift."

"I'll just do without it next time, eh?" Tymen walked off into the building.

....

"You could atleast say thank you!"

"And...what do you call this again?" Tyio asked with a edge, sneering.

"Being street urchins." BlackSheep stated.

"Ah yes...joy..." Tyio was near exasperation. Not intrested in the slightest, he changed his intrest to the waning light, as the sun refracted across the clouds in the most perfect shade of orange. He noticed, then also, how the light lined up perfectly in a tiny slit between two buildings as compared to where he was standing. And then the light, his something quite shiny, and shone a beam of light straight into his eye...for a split second.

"Well if that isn't singular." Tyio pondered, deciding to go check it out...nothing better to do besides this 'street urchin' thing. From his pockets he pulled out steel climbing claws, relics from his Akael, before the dark. Quickly fitting them over his hands, he lept to the side of the building he was near, scampered up, and then lept across the street.

"Hey...where'd Tyio go?" Ducky pondered.

The Demon was quite annoyed. His first officer had pulled him away from his... duties...just to meet someone who had come aboard. He shouldn't have do deal with such trivial matters. But then he insisted and what not. He had spent the last fiveteen years focousing his physical and spiritual energies for the ultimate battle he knew would come soon. He hadn't come out of his chambers in nearly a month, and his subordinate Knn were frightened of his sever expression, someone was going to die.

"My lord, I'm so glad you came." The first officer Knn said, noting that the Demon was adorned in his finest, a steel mask across his mouth and nose, showing his pure yellow eyes, with silvery hair, and large blocks of black metal armor covering most of the rest of his body.

"This had better be very important!" The Demon hissed.

"It is my lord."

"You shouldn't have called me from my chambers!"

"It won't happen again, my lord."

"I'll be sure of that," he turned around, "guards, kill him!" The first officers eyes grew wide, and he was about to flee in terror, when two bolts of energy seared through his chest, and he slumped to the floor, leaving a buring hole straight through him. The Demon, smiling grimly(though none could tell, since his face was hidden) turned to see what was so very important.

"You! What are you doing here again!" The Demon hissed.

"I"m trying to help you." Asari chuckled, looking with contempt at The Demon.

"Oh really...how could you help me?"

"I know where the first piece of the map is hidden...and where the people who are going to take it are." The Demon's eyebrows raised at this.

"Indeed...where at?"

"Not that easy, I want a ship, a fast ship, with losts of firepower and enough supplies to last me a month." The Demon contemplated for a moment.

"Fair enough, I'll see to it." Asari nodded, and they replied,

"It's in Arean Daroth, and there hiding with the clan Konitar."

"Excellent."

Tyio lept through the glass city, swining on poles and leaping off walls.

"Haha!" He shouted with joy, as he kicked of the side of a building, then scampered up another, the left building that housed the slit.

"Okay...time to find that...thing." Using the multiple ledges and outcroppings on the tall building he navigated up and down the slit. He prowled it for near ten minutes, until he finally found it, wedged tightly between the two buildings.

"There you are." He attempted to grab it, but it emenated an explosion, destroying his metal claws. The shock caused him to loose his footing, and he teetered of the side of the building, until he snatched a gargoyle, and pulled himself back, hugging the side of the building. After reaffirming his grip, he edged closer to it, using but one hand to grab it, the other wrapped around and outcropping.

This time, it came without any resistance, and Tyio was finally able to inspect what it was. Felt like a heavy rock, but all he could see was the note pinned to it, which read,

In lands of yore, in better days

before time was welded before away

a place was hidden in a center of gray

Fired by God and forged by angel

was a place that could save us all from hell

where the water people dwell

To arive there upon, by raft or ship

ye must take to heart what comes from my lip

Travel all that made from clay

to the four worlds, before time is welded away

that hidden in a center of gray

is a place that could save us all from hell

where the water people dwell

That certainly stirred something unwanted and grim inside Tyio, so he ripped the note off, dropping it hundreds of feet below, deep into the city. It was attached to something that looked like a piece of pie, with the lower part being rounded and the two, jagged sides leading to a point. It could very well fit in his palm. It was largely forged of crystal(so that's what made the light...but how if the note was covering it) but the far left side was partially a deep, red rock. Etched into it was A sphere at the tip, and then a grid, and about fourty of the squares away was a concave sphere, with a circle around it. On one side of the sphere at the tip were three triangles, all tight together.

"Well what does this mean?" He pondered it a moment, then stuck it into his pocket. Maybe Tymen, or Seraph would have some insight into it. Then he realized the depth of his plight.

"How do I get down from here?!"

"Today...the granola took a sudden downturn, with large quantites of wheat all over the Great Plateau."

Ducky flipped through the channels.

"Not the blinking weather, turn it to something more intresting." BlackSheep hissed, sitting down, sipping some carrot juice.

"But the granola report is always intresting..." Ducky made the sad puppy face.

"Gah, give me that!" Tymen snatch the remote, and changed the channel.

"Now, isn't she gorgeous! Look at 'er tail! Anyway, this is the REALLY dangerous part!" A blonde haired rabbit in a beige safari outfit said to the screen, looking at a deadly deep swamp Garngresk. About that time Tyio barged in, looking rather frazzled.

"Hey...what happened to you?" Ducky asked.

"I DON'T WANT TO TALK ABOUT IT!" He shouted, before charging into the bathroom.

"What's eating him?" BlackSheep wondered.

"Krikey, he's got me arm!" The rabbit on t.v. screamed.

Ducky

Jun 24, 2001, 09:17 AM

Kovey, you are the most amazing person. I am...in awe.

Indeed favorable ;P

`Duckay

Kovu aka Alec

Jun 24, 2001, 05:42 PM

*Melts*

Awww, many thanks, Ducky.

Ahh...

uh..anyway, there's still one more part of

Chap 8, it'll be up at 'round Tuesday, or

late monday, sometime about that...

or just MAYBE noon tomarrow...

Kovu aka Alec

Jun 25, 2001, 06:53 AM

Yea, I let in, I'll post it early

CALL ME A SOFTIE AND DIE http://jazz2.nagcentral.com/forum/images/smiles/icon_smile.gif

DAY 3

Today was the day, Seraph thought, as she stood in the hallway of the hotel, dressed in the finest silver Konitar attire. As she tapped her foot waiting for her crew to get ready for the runaround of the Penultimate before the launch. She tapped, and waited, looking out the balcony over the desert sands, bathed in the early morning light. She stayed in this serene for going on twenty minutes, until the foursome burst out of the door.

"It's well about time!" Seraph shouted, as soon as they were out. All of them were now like her, dressed in the silvery clothing with purple capes held only for the highest officials of the Konitar clan.

"Eheh, sorry...let's just go." Tymen stammered, as they all filed out of the room.

The five of them walked down the streets. The sand from the yester-yesternight's storm had been baked in the previous days suns, and now was beggining to crack and chip in clumps. It was a good deal more ugly looking of a city now, because of it. Rabbits that walked about at this early time of the morn stopped and gawked at the lot of them, striding through the streets. It was not often something like this happened.

Finally, they arrived at the hanger, and Kaz had been so gracious as to set the Penultimate out on the street so they would not have to trifle with the cramped quarters inside.

"You're all quite late!" Kazooie shouted from a distance, flying up to greet them.

"Don't look at me." Seraph hissed, staring daggars into the others. Kazooie sized them up for a moment, with a rather severe look, before saying,

"Well, we better get going, they say a storm is coming." He hurried them aboard.

"This, is the heart of the Penultimate, the cockpit." Kazooie made a sweeping motion over the cockpit. There was fine, tough window, set up in two bubble like shapes, with a metal line bordering the two.

"Thease are the displays." Kazooie hopped up to the panel just below the windows. There were four or five small, kathode ray screens (standard t.v.s) and one holo-emitter off to the left side, which currently displayed a rotating image of the Penultimate.

"This one displays damage, this one weapons, this one scientific data for inside and out, this one shows any incoming messages, this one radar, and the holo-emmiter can show just about anything, but it usually remains a star map. He backed away from the panel, stroking the two flight sticks, which were spheres on poles with two joysticks with buttons attached at either side.

"Thease are the flight sticks, and thease..." He fell into a chair, "are fine, Chinkallian leather seats, with heating, automatic massage, and the ability to lie back..." He began to drool over the seats.

"Gee, musta cost a bundle." Tyio noted.

"It did, but the Konitar clan is flipping the bill, so I don't have to worry about it." Kaz laughed, but Seraph's scowl silenced him.

"Hehe.... moving on." He scuttled back down the main hall way.

"Thease are the quarters." He pointed with his winds to two doors on each side of him.

"There...only two?" Ducky sounded a little nervous.

"Yea... I was going to make more but Seraph insisted I kept the price down..." Seraph scowled again, harder this time,

"scowl, scowl, scowl, bleah *ahem* one is rather larger and rather nicer, I guess you'll be taking shifts."

Kaz postulated, and then led them deeper into the bowels of the ship. The came across four cylingers hanging from the ceiling about a foot from the ground, with a seat in the middle.

"Thease are the seats to the retractable gun turrets on top." Kaz stated, while lifting up a door in the grating

"And this leads to the one on bottom."

"What sort are they?" BlackSheep asked, who'd been rather quiet for most of the tour.

"The bottom one is four repeater heavy blasters, and the ones on top have two repeater medium blasters." Kaz said, wings on his hips, looking rather proud.

They continued on, down the sizable ship, until they arrived at a junction of ten large cylindars, filled with a slowly moving, black liquid.

"Thease are the power cells, they run off a fusion/fission reaction that can keep this baby running for near a thousand years, Knn technology, y'know, neseccary for those long space flights." Kaz labeled them,

"Eight of them, the smaller ones on either side, fuel the ships functions during normal flight, and the big two in the middle fuel Hyper-Space flight." At the far end of the power cell room, there were a great number of bombs and missles.

"Thease are the bombs and missles and thease," He pointed two protruding tubes, "are the launchers." He turned to Seraph, "you said you wanted a lot of firepower, right?" He smiled broadly at his accomplisment,

whilst Seraph was giddy like a little school girl,

"Oh, it's quite enough indeed, Kaz."

"Heh, one last thing to see." He located a ladder and began climbing down it, into a lower level, the others deciding to follow.

Eventually, they arrived in a large, open room, with lots of gadgets in it.

"This is the repair bay and hangar, here is everything you could possible need to repair the ship, the EVA suits, and the ships personal fighter, the Albatross." Kazz patted the fighter, which looked like a 'T' in a way, it had a back with a sort of fin, which increasingly got wider, and had a small little window on front, and abruptly stopped, where the guns and subspace escape device was. On it's bottom were long, broad wings.

"Well...that's it."

"You certainly have outdone you'rself, Kaz." Seraph shook his wing, abit to hard I might add.

"Thanks...when do you launch?" Kaz asked, nursing his damaged wing.

"Tonight, midnight, sharp." Seraph said back to him, as they all began climbing back up the ladder.

"Don't worry, it'll be ready!"

They all climbed out of the Penultimate rather uneventfully, begging the trek back to the hotel. Silence passed between them, until a boom of thunder was heard, and a dark cloud began to pass above the city.

"What the...what's that?" Tyio pondered.

"Kazooie said a storm would be coming." Tymen replied nonchalantly.

"But...I thought he ment a sand storm."

"Nope...a thunder storm." Tymen began to get excited, he always liked thunderstorms.

"But I mean...in a desert, wouldn't it like...not be a desert anymore?"

"We get rainstorms often, but thanks to the radiation, there's hardly and cloud cover, it all evaporates."

They continued back silently, until raindrops began to fall.

"Crap! It's starting to rain, we've got to run!" Seraph exclaimed, and took of running.

"Why is raining bad?" Ducky asked, as they all took of after Seraph."

"Rain will turn all this sand to mud, and we'll get stuck in it!" BlackSheep responded.

...

"Crap! Run!"

Luckily the troop had returned to the hotel just before the streets transformed into the foaming, muddy river they now were, as the whole desert now was. Lightning crackled and whipped above in the sky, as water fell in torrents.

"Who'da thought it would rain this hard in a desert?" Tyio commented, listening as the rain banged itself aginst the door and windows. The only other noise in the tiny room was the t.v. drawling on.

"When do you think it will stop?" Ducky asked Tymen.

"In about five hours." Tymen guessed.

"FIVE HOURS! Egads!" Ducky fell back onto the bed.

"When it rains, it rains long and hard." BlackSheep noted.

Time passed slowly, as the rain continued to fall, for the next few hours. Not many words were spoken, everyone was either zoned out, asleep, or watching the t.v.(I'll just let you guess who was doing what.)

Then, after a long time, the rain finally stopped.

"Hey...it finally stopped!" Ducky exclaimed. Soon, they all ran out to the balcony to see how the landscape had been affected.

The desert, once made up of slopes and rocks and dunes, was now just a flat, wet plain. But that was not the only thing to see out that balcony, there were atleast twenty lines, being sillhoueted by the setting sun, which set the sky and sand entirely orange.

"Oh no...those are...Knn ships!" Tymen ran inside, snatching up the intercon Seraph gave them.

"Seraph, are you seeing what I'm seeing?" Tymen grabbed the intercom tightly.

"Oh yea," Tymen could hear some rustling, then a flip of a switch.

"Kazooie's fighter hanger, you bust 'em, we fix 'em, how may I help you?" Tymen could hear, obviously coming from a seperate comm.

"Kaz, cut the chit-chat, looks like we'll be having some guests."

"Are we...in good company?" Kaz sounded quite nervous.

"That's a negative, I'd say we fell in with a very bad crowd.

"Roger that, what will we do?"

"That ship better be ready by the time I get over there, Kaz, 'cause we're launching now! Tymen, I''ll be there in a minute, and YOU better be ready to go straight away!"

Ducky

Jun 25, 2001, 07:07 AM

(I blackmailed him) No seriously. Um...never mind.

Ya big softie, Kovu! I'm eternally grateful. Brilliant http://jazz2.nagcentral.com/forum/images/smiles/icon_smile.gif

`Duckay

Kovu aka Alec

Jun 25, 2001, 07:18 AM

DIE! :P

(But she did Blackmail me)

Coppertop

Jun 25, 2001, 06:41 PM

lol

This story roOlz, hands down http://jazz2.nagcentral.com/forum/images/smiles/icon_biggrin.gif

Kovu aka Alec

Jun 26, 2001, 08:29 AM

Thankfullness, Copper.

Hmm, more stuffness to come tomorrow.

(P.S. Kaz, if you're reading this, CHECK YOU PRIVATE MESSAGES NOOOOOOWWW! Tis imporante!)

Coppertop

Jun 26, 2001, 06:38 PM

You're vacuum, er, welcome, Kove.

Kaz

Jun 26, 2001, 08:59 PM

Sorry, I don't, ask FQuist, he must have it.

Kovu aka Alec

Jun 27, 2001, 06:59 AM

Crud, I thought you backed all that thar

up? Oh well...

vacumm, yes...

Chapter Nine: A Test of Will

The crew of the Penultimate ran through the now reborn, sandless streets of Arean Daroth. It was easy to hear the whir of the approaching fighters engines next to the near silence of the after-storm. They took a few swords, a few blasters, some paragoggles and a paracompass, the rest they prayed Kaz had the foresight to load into the cargo hold.

They had barely gotten a hundred meters from the hotel, when the veritable squadron strafed over the tops of the building and dove down to street level.

"There...gonna try and squash us!" Tymen screamed, looking back behind them at the fighters that were descending rapidly upon them.

"Everyone...JUMP!" Seraph ordered just as the fighters dove in, and now they all stoof atop the various fighters. Then, like the madmen Knn are, they, banked sharply to the right and left, trying to ram the rabbits atop them into the sides of buildings, while still powering down the street. The one Tyio was atop was near about to crush him into the side of a building, but he lept up atop the buildings roof and then jumped back to the street as the fighter smashed into the glass sided building, exploding brilliantly. Using all his energy, Tyio was just barely able to keep up on foot, but then a black fighter with strange, purple engines and purple cockpit, a heavy assault type, began raining blaster and missiles down on him!

Explosions shattered aginst the metal street through the city, as Tyio jumped and ducked and spun out of the way, leaving a trail of blast holes down the street.

"He can't keep that up much longer, we have to do something!" Ducky shouted to BlackSheep from a adjuctant fighter that was doing all sorts of arobatic manuevers to shake her off.

"I know, I know! I've got a plan!" BlackSheep shouted aginst the roar of the engines. As she stood atop the

black fighter, she pressed a number of things into her wrist watch, and a green glow began to eminate from it.

"Augh!" A blast seared across Tyio's right arm and he staggered for a moment, then tripped into the sand.

Still trying to blow him into nothing but a ugly red mass, the black fighter bucked and headed around to kill him.

When the assault fighter bucked and turned direction, BlackSheep lost her footing, and began sliding down and down, until in order to stay atop the fighter she grabbed the last protruding bar.

The assault fighter rained blaster fire upon Tyio, who just barely rolled away each time, and getting hit just a little bit each time.

"Die you Knn!" He hissed, his body covered in gashes, as he pulled out a sizeable blaster and fired it straight at the black glass of the viewscreen. Though no actual harm was done, it shocked the pilot, who turned his attention from Tyio, heading up.

As BlackSheep despratley hung to the bar, the fighter changed direction, swinging her straight into the thrust blast.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" She wailed in pain, as the flame destroyed her body, and then she fell to the sands in a smoking heap. Her body was completely covered in a massive burn, but with the last energy she had, she pressed her watch again.

The instant BlackSheep did this, a explosion blew out the entire lower level of the hotel, and out flew BlackSheeps coveted fighter, and began firing all it's weapons at the fighters.

The fighter Ducky was atop became pierced and fell in two shards to a nearby building, exploding on surface. She lept from the sinking fighter and began running along the side of the building, as the glass warped and distorted, preparing to explode. Just as the exploding wave of glass neared her, she lept from the side of the building, and continued running torward the hangar.

Tymen wasn't having much sucess either, as he clutched some apparatus atop one of the many remaining fighters that bobbed through the sea of weapons fire radiating from BlackSheep's ship. Daring to look back for just a second, he saw a streak of red energy speeding torward the fighter he was atop.

"It's gonna hit me!" Tymen noted, looking at the trajectory of the blast. Then, using all his strength be hit the fighter so that it was like a shield, and the blast hit the underside, propelling Tymen through the air.

Looking back, he saw three more squadrons of fighters converging torward the city, and a single large ship.

The clean, brand new enterior of the Beagle was a wonder to Asari, next to the barely spaceworthy ship she used last week (from her prospective) to assault the Valkireye. It was black on the top, which was basically a fat cylindar with long, triangle wings, and in the back was a long, spiked beam that held all the engine and hover equipment. The underside was spotted white, with six exhaust ports, and the front had a line like cockpit, and a hole just below it that housed the Beagle's massive collection of weaponry.

A pleasant flourescent green lit the interior of the cockpit, from there Asari commanded the whole of massive ship. With a flick of a switch, the afterburners churned into life, and the ship went barreling down through the streets, locking her cannons onto Tymen.

"Fire."

Kaz

Jun 27, 2001, 11:42 AM

A CLIFF HANGER?! YOU LEAVE US WITH A CLIFF HANGER?!!!! AUGGGHHHHHHHHHHH!!! Btw, check your mail.

Kovu aka Alec

Jun 27, 2001, 12:00 PM

Yup, that's what I did, Kazoo.

(and yes, I got it)

Violet CLM

Jun 28, 2001, 12:57 AM

Did you just kill Blacksheep? (Long pause) Ummmm... Well, it was a good chapter.

Kaz

Jun 28, 2001, 06:00 AM

Oh yeah, it was a very good Chappie.

Kaz

Jun 28, 2001, 06:00 AM

I CLAIM 3RD PAGE!!!

MWAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!

Kovu aka Alec

Jun 28, 2001, 08:19 AM

Blast you, Kazoo!

(evil laughter)

no, BlackSheep's not dead, yet, but she is

dying, and unless she gets to the medical

bay on the ship fast she will die.

Ducky

Jun 28, 2001, 04:08 PM

Blackie's going through enough. Poor sheepie.

I was GOOOONE, Kovu! You have no right to post when I'm goooone!!!

DiY.

Oh well, nice chapter anyway http://jazz2.nagcentral.com/forum/images/smiles/icon_biggrin.gif

`Ducky

Kovu aka Alec

Jun 28, 2001, 07:18 PM

Ehe, sorry, you went somewhere?

Coppertop

Jun 28, 2001, 08:47 PM

lol, Ducky

ruxOr, Kove, more?

Kovu aka Alec

Jun 29, 2001, 08:20 AM

Not t'day, tomarrow ye shall get yer fill, wot?

Ducky

Jun 29, 2001, 09:28 AM

*throws a fit* NOooooo!!! toDAY, Kovey!!! I have to clean the whole house from tip to cellar and you must cheer me UUUUUP. *stamps*

I went to my friends house. We swam all day.

I want mooooooree!!!

Nyeh.

;P

`Ducky

Kovu aka Alec

Jun 29, 2001, 09:32 PM

Agh, sorry, Ducky, ah well...

you swam ALL day? ANd you didn't invite

ME? Waaaaaa...

anywho, here's you're story, all,

Chapter Ten: What May Come

Just as a seething bolt of plasma was about to come barreling out of the ship's cannon, a beam of red energy crashed into it's underside, hurling the ship into the side of a building.

Tymen still carrened through the air, his mind sifting through life in slow motion, until, in mid air, he felt something grab him. They he felt it fly him to the ship, as the others arrived there aswell. It was Kazooie!

"Kaz! You saved me!" Tymen shouted thanks, still atop the bird's back as he touched down.

"Don't worry about it, I've carried more people more places in this series that I ever..."

"What?" Tymen did actually hear him, it just made no sense.

"You never mind, get in the ship!" Kazooie barked, er, chirped, unceremoniously dropping Tymen to the sand. They didn't have to be told twice, and rushed into the ship, until Ducky noticed the already badly hurt Tyio, slowly coming up behind, carrying the near dead BlackSheep.

"Tyio!" She cried, and was about to go after him, but Seraph quickly snatched her arm and held her tightly inside the ship.

"Don't be a fool!" She surveyed the other three squadrons, and that ship, that were now closing on the limping Tyio.

"But...he'll get killed..."

"So will you, and I can't afford three casualties." Ducky stood, nervously wishing Tyio would come faster, as Seraph ran to the cockpit and fired up the engines.

"Kaz! Is she prepped for launch?" Seraph shouted out the door, over the scream of the thrusters.

"Ready as ever! Listen, don't stand gawking, get a move on!"

"Come with us, we could use more hands!" Seraph proposed.

"I have to stay here, otherwise they'll get to you to fast!" Silence passed through a precious few moments.

"You're brave, Kazooie! I'll never forget you!" Seraph shouted, just as the steel doors shut tight.

Then, the engines spat all the energy they could muster, as trails of blue fire led from the hangar, and the Penultimate cut through the streets faster than you can say 'knife.'

Then, in a last blaze of glory, Kaz ran back inside his hangar, pulled out the single largest blaster he had, and ran back out into the flat, still moist streets as the Knn fighters bared down upon him.

"Burn you invading scum!!" He fired the blaster over and over, taking several fighters down, until a assault ship dropped a bomb. It plowed through the air, until it landed squarely on the roof. Then the hangar, and Kaz with it, exploded in a fireball.

The Knn had done there morbid work of slaughter poor Kazooie, and now they were coming back for him!

Tyio thought, as the fighters wheeled around, back torwards him. Looking down the street noticed the Penultimate was flying back. But it would arrive all to late, as the Knn fighters prepared to fire.

"This is the end, eh?" Tyio thought, but at the last possible moment, a beam of red energy burst through the foremost fighter, and the others scattered abit.

That bought him time, and he saw a flailing chain ladder hanging off the side of the Penultimate. His last, desprate chance, he reached up to snatch the metal ladder with the hand that wasn't carrying BlackSheep.

Almost...got it! His mind reeled with joy as he snagged the chain ladder and began ascending up it.

'Help those who need help, with this staff, or it will eat you're soul.' That was the inscription on the Staff of Magma. Unfortunatley, Juiso only read this after the thing had bonded to him, and we could not get rid of it.

He didn't like this, this adventurers life, he'd rather be at his nice, comfortable home, sipping some green tea.

But he didn't very well like the proposition of being a souless demon, either.

This all issued from Juiso's mind as he fired fire blasts from the staff of Magma, downing the Knn fighters that pursued that hapless ship. What was a ship like that doing anyway, it sure wasn't Knn, if the aforementioned were trying to blow it out of the sky.

A black, shadowything rose, right infront of Juiso, like a bearer of death, it was a ship. From it's cavernous 'mouth' a bolt of plasma reeled him across the rooftop he was perched upon, and destroyed half the roof itself. Though quite shaken, Juiso didn't allow the ship a chance to fire again, and concentrated all the energy in his staff straight torward the ship, it's shields swelling to the point and the shattering like glass, a thousand times over.

"Please state the nature of the medical emergency." The medical droid chirped, as it hovered over to the strecher and Tyio beside it.

"Hi, she's got severe burns, and a loss of blood." A laser beam sprung from one of the apparatuses adorning the droid's head, landing on Tyio.

"I regret to inform you but you have no such ailments."

"She does! Her, her!" Tyio frustratedly pointed to BlackSheep.

"Ah, computing..."

"You should let it tend to you aswell, Tyio, you're quite hurt yerself." Seraph stated.

"I'll be alright, listen, a guy backthere, on one of the rooftops, saved my life with some kinda energy beam, we should go back and get him...or her." Tyio argued to Seraph, who moved to the cockpit to relieve Tymen.

"Oh my, you're absolutley busting with motherly compassion." Seraph giggled, grasping the controls.

"Check you're mouth, rabbit! And besides...it's just a weapon like that could be useful...Ducky, Tymen, c'mon, we need to get to the turrets." Tyio ran from the prosecution, hustling down the hall torward gunnery. Ducky gazed torward Seraph confusedly, as the ship wheeled around inside the tight confines of the city.

"Permission granted, go along with him."

"Ah...alright, captian." They followed suit, down the metal hallway.

Tyio sensed the other two coming down the hall as the door behind him slid shut, locking him into the suspended cylindar. Quickly, a holographic display appeared all around him.

"Please select enviroment." The computer chimed.

"Atmosphere."

"Please select weapon mode."

"Destroy."

"Initiating." The chair hissed hydraulicly as it climbed up the shaft, meeting up with the blaster turret on the outside of the ship.

"Let's fry us some Knn."

The Demon knew the gravety of the situation all too well. As his mind wandered, staring from his contemplation chambers down onto the nearly barren Carrotous. He knew, if Tyio possesed part of the Artifact, he could well find his way to Mosshia, then Turriol, and Knnryshaa, and Gala, and...

"Grey." The Demon hissed. Though he could predict his opponents actions perfectly, he had no clue where the five worlds where, and would have to allow them to find the planets for him.

That was the only way, to unbreak the balance that had been made...in another time.

The doorbell chimed and the door itself slid open, as a humble colonel walked in.

"You summoned me, sir."

"Have them prepare my personal Deahtflie and a fleet of five standard Deahtflie, two cargo ships, and a astrometrics craft. And prepare my shuttle, to leave for my Deahtflie. And have it be done in the hour."

The colonel knew how impossible that was, but feared questioning him master,

"Sir, it's impossible to rally the entire crews of all those ships in just a hour."

"Do as I say or ever member of the crews on those ships will be shot!" The colonel managed a weak salute.

"Y-yes, sir."

Four large bolts of green energy sped from the Penultimate, crashing into the black ship that was giving the fellow that saved Tyio a hard time, causing it to jolt back, and away from the rabbit. Alloting the precious time before the ship regained itself, Seraph piloted the ship down near the rabbit.

"Hop in!" She shouted, the sounds of engines obliterating all silence.

"What! No!" The rabbit, whos features Seraph could not really make out, called back.

"I SAID get in!!"

"...Okay..." The rabbit jumped into the ship, closing the hatch behind him, just as the black ship punched a hole through the Penultimate's shields.

"Time to go!" Seraph leaned the pilot's stick forward, and the thrusters propelled them away from the city and into the sky.

The left wing of a Knn fighter exploded, then the ship carreaned out of control as a green bolt pierced it, from the blaster turrets. Innumerable wave after wave of fighters persisted upon them, as they barely dispatched them, the ship climbing through the atmosphere.

"We're getting close to space, were going to have to bail soon!" Tymen shouted through the sound of wind whipping across the ship. Indeed, the air was getting much thinner...

About then, the black ship appeared from no where, firing a blast that sent Tyio hurtling from his post, and he would've fell to his death hundreds of feet below if he had not snatched one of the enlongated ovals that ran the length of the ship.

"Tyio!" Ducky disengaged from the turret, climbing down the vertical side of the ship as quickly as she could without slipping and dying.

"Ducky! No, stay back, you'll kill yourself!" Tyio shouted, as his grip on the oval deteriorated.

"I'm not going to let you die!" Triumphantly, she lept down to the main area of ovals that housed the engines, where Tyio was.

"Grab my hand!" She shouted, outstreching one arm, holding onto the ovals with the other. It was prehaps then, the wind directing her fur as she bravely tried to save him, that Tyio looked at Ducky in a diffrent light.

Another blast came from the blast ship, hitting Tyio right in the hands, and he fell...down and down.

"Tyyyioooo!"

Asari flipped a switch inside the Beagle, sending it into autopilot.

"It's time to exact my revenge." Asari chortled, picking up her sword, then leaping from the side of her ship, straight at Tymen, who still remained at his turret.

Tymen almost saw Asari too late, just as she was about to dive her sword into him, he flipped the auto-gunnery switch on the turret and hopped from the seat, grabbing a pole that supported the turret and swinging around it, as Asari's sword plunged through the chair, sending stuffing flying. Tymen flipped around, grabbing one of the barrels, pulling himself up, all the while bobbing from Asari's mad stabs.

"O, the grievance you've caused me, Tymen! It is atlast, I shall have my sweet revenge!" Asari cackled, slashing at Tymen's head.

"I really don't know you! You've got the wrong guy!" Tymen did a short leap in the air, avoiding the slash.

But, he realized he was wrong, in that cold, icy stare there was something familiar.

Could it be...

Tymen was bought back to harsh reality as he barely negated a lunge torward him. Seeing opprotunity, he kicked the now closer Asari, causing her to fall infront of the blasters...just as they fired.

"No!" Tymen shouted, as two blasts of energy seared through Asari, as she fell, nearly halving her.

The ship, realizing her mistresses dire need, flew down to her, as Asari pulled out her own time device, the cage, and placed her hand on the cold hull of her ship.

"No matter how hard I train, no how strong I become, no matter how many I kill," Asari found time for a introspective moment, even as her very life force slipped away, "you always defeat me..." the energies of the transportation began to take affect, her and her ship being eaten by a all encompassing blue.

"Prehaps that's why I lo..." and she was gone.

Tyio didn't have to fall far, he landed on the tip of a Knn fighter and, summoning all his strength, jumped from it, back up to the Penultimate. Just as he was about to snag a nearby oval, a blast from the fighter came to meet him, drawing a line of blood up his back, and a scar along his left eye.

"Aaah!" Tyio clutched his eye with his only free hand, recalling the severe damage his body had taken through the course of this battle.

"It's Tyio!" Ducky laughed, seeing Tyio on the other side of the ship, scaling up it.

"Seraph!" She pressed a comm. to her mouth.

"Yea?"

"Open the bay doors, Tyio is on the outside, he needs to get it!"

"Alright, but you better get in too, were about to leave the atmosphere!"

"Alright." Ducky shut off the comm. and began climbing up the side of the ship.

Like a wound, the underbelly of the ship opened up, just before Tyio.

"Excellent!" He laughed...almost, much of a vocal jar could send him carrening to his doom. Feeling for a handhold of some sort on the inside, he quickly found one, and began pulling himself up. Just as his eyes

rose into the hangar, he saw a blast heading torwards his legs. Not a lot of time to get them up.

On his nearly destroyed limbs, he pulled himself up as quickly as possible, the blast barely missing him and crashing into the hatch walls.

Finally out of the battle, Tyio's mind went to work straight away, as he saw the fighter, the Albatross.

"Akael."

Ducky looked out, amid a hail of blasterfire, just as her chair (with her in it) sank into the ship, seeing the Albatross speed out from under the ship, off torward the desert.

"What's he doing?" Ducky said, a pint of anger in her voice.

"What?"

"Tyio just stole our fighter!"

"What...we'll have to deal with it later, get inside." Seraph commanded through her comm. Juiso in the co-pilot's seat, as she flipped a series of switches, comming up to the radiation barrier.

"This better work Kaz, or i'll strangle you once I get to the afterlife!" Seraph shouted, her finger hovering over the right button, waiting for the appropriate time.

"Almost...now!" A blinding bolt of energy encompassed the ship, and the brownish cloud of radiation fell around them, unable to contain such energy.

"Guys....were out!"

Epilouge

The sun had barely dawned over the calm ocean, as I stood there, staff in paw. The great turtles, quite off in the distance, sang a victorious song. The first stumbling block had been passed, and that was cause for joy.

But now, as all lies before us.

What happens next?

Up next, Part Two

Violet CLM

Jun 29, 2001, 10:35 PM

I forgot what I was going to say, but it was something good. http://jazz2.nagcentral.com/forum/images/smiles/icon_smile.gif (And I guess I don't have to ask if you killed Kaz, it being sort of obvious)

defalcon

Jun 30, 2001, 06:07 AM

Oooh! Kovu let me be in the story! It's me defalcon! I'm posting an updated profile again. I'll post it in War Tavern Story Profiles (Check latest page). Please???

defalcon

Jun 30, 2001, 06:43 AM

To make things easier, I'll post my updated profile here for you.

(Please add me, please please please!)

PROFILE:

defalcon phoenix

Age: 17

Appearence:

NORMAL

Sky blue fur with a snowy white undercoat (chest fur). Emerald green eyes.

SUPER-JACKRABBIT

Golden fur with a snowy white undercoat (chest fur). Emerald green eyes.

Clothing:

OUTFIT 1:

Black singlet, purple long sleeved flight jacket, long black pants, black boots, thin belt with black leather pouches, black leather knuckle-gloves (fingers stick out).

OUTFIT 2:

Matrix/Angel style outfit. Dark grey shirt, black leather jacket/trenchcoat, long black pants+black boots, black leather knuckle gloves (fingers stick out).

Weapons:

-Twin grey coloured blasters. Believed to be one of the most powerful set of blasters in existence.

-Twin golden mystical swords. Only defalcon can wield them. Their handels, with a leather grip encrusted with precious gems, will sear the hands of anyone else who wields them. They enhance his power and are unbreakable. He keeps them on long scabbards on his back.

SPECIAL POWERS

Flying: Whilst flying takes small amounts of energy, it is not draining unless he is completely exasted.

Transformations: See below.

*Ki-blasts: defalcon is able to shoot numerous Ki-Beams of various forms and various power. He can do one handed and two handed energy beams and bolts.

*Masenko-ha: Ever watched Gohan's special attack? defalcon can do this too, and he packs a punch. Usually done in the air (jumping, hovering etc) his hands are raised above his head and are then brought down to perform a two-handed blast of energy.

*Special Beam, 'THe WAAAGH': a two handed beam of energy. His hands are brought together and are linked by the thumbs. THey are brought in front of him and a massive Ki-blast is expelled from them. His most powerful beam.

*NOTE: If in his normal form, the ki blasts are blue. If in his super Jackrabbit form then they are golden-yelow.

FORMS:

Normal form: In this form, defalcon is powerful and has his regular blue+white fur.

Super Jackrabbit form. The only Super Jackrabbit in existence, his blue fur becomes a bright gold and his power is increased by an unmeasurable amount. All of his traits, strenght, speed etc, are enhanced. THis form is akin to what a Super Saiyan is in Dragonball Z, except WAY more powerful.

Peregrine Falcon Form: In hisnormal form he transforms into a small bird of prey, the peregrine falcon, the fasted bird in the air. It is used for scouting and hiding from enimies.

Phoenix form: In his Super Jackrabbit form, instead of turning into a Peregrine Falcon, he becomes a large bird of pure fire, the phoenix. This transformation again magnifies his power. But mantaining it for long periods of time uses great deals of energy. Merely transforming to this state and back is tireing and he must keep control over the phoenix form at all times.

ATTACKS:

-Beams of fire

-Most powerful attack; glowing golden then jetting straight through the enemy.

Skills and Abilities:

-Ace pilot, equipped with the knowhow to operate most forms of transport, fighting vehicles etc.

-Dead shot with a gun.

-Grade A swordsman, one of the best alive.

Personality:

Whilst extremely powerful, defalcon can be hotheaded at times. He often sits and talks with friends, enjoying a carrot ale or two.

He has travelled through time so much that he is rarely surprised by anyone or anything. In battle, he either is grim and watchful or fired up and beserk.

Kovu aka Alec

Jun 30, 2001, 07:12 AM

Uh, Defalcon, I'm not accepting joiners.

Kaz

Jun 30, 2001, 09:05 AM

YOU KILLED ME?!

Ducky

Jun 30, 2001, 12:37 PM

Arrggghh! wonderful, kovey, the thunderstorm put off my reply...*beaming* I'm happy.

Continueee!

`Ducky

Kaz

Jun 30, 2001, 03:45 PM

HE KILLED ME BECUASE I STOLE HIS PAGE!

Kovu aka Alec

Jun 30, 2001, 04:07 PM

Yes, I did

(Guys, he's not actually dead, I just enjoy

him screaming inanely at me, he actually

survived, even though I thought it'd be

quite noble if he died saving us all)

Violet CLM

Jun 30, 2001, 05:21 PM

<strike>No! Keep him dead! Then you can be a (wait for it) Sur-e-al Killer!</strike> Whew. Noble or not, you shouldn't scare us like that.

defalcon

Jun 30, 2001, 08:51 PM

No joiners? Oh. Okay, I'll just read along then. http://jazz2.nagcentral.com/forum/images/smiles/icon_smile.gif No problem. Well, then I'll post my usual Sureal phrase: Continue. http://jazz2.nagcentral.com/forum/images/smiles/icon_smile.gif

Hey, I'm starting up a story. Anyone wanna be in it?

Coppertop

Jul 2, 2001, 11:58 AM

Me!

*sniffles* quite dramatic, Kove. And as always, awesome!

Kovu aka Alec

Jul 3, 2001, 10:04 PM

Yep.

Part Two: Not Quite Paradise

Prolouge

Asari lay, twice in a week, in the medical chair, nearly blow into two pieces by Tymen's turret.

Emotions wheeled through her, after seeing again the land where she first began her hunt.

Had she been wrong, all that time. Should she have given rabbit-kind one last chance?

Should she cast all companionship away, just for one rabbit.

Just one rabbit, the only one she had ever trusted, the one she loved with all her soul.

The one who betrayed her.

"Computer, begin plotting another attack on Tymen in the time-space continum!"

Chapter Eleven: Akael

The tiny Albatross cut through the heady skies of Carrotous, with several Knn fighters on it's tail.

The computer told him he would have to follow the side of Daroth, then head straight north, to arrive at that city, south of the Bourn River. Akael, city of demons.

Hovering, in a ever vigilant scowl above the ring of atmosphere about the planet Carrotous, stood the Knn war fleet. Composed of fourty Knn Deahtflies, one Kournan S planetary siege craft, ten thousand fighters, and thousands of personel. Being such a large gathering of war-time vessels, it would be hard to pass by it undetected, as our heros must now do.

BlackSheep hung suspended in a large, test tube like glass cylindar, filled with water, as cambried microbes repaired her battered body, and the clumsy medical droid hovered around, performing various tasks. Seraph had called a shipwide meeting at twenty two hundred hours. But, she considered, as she strode into the medical bay, the droid paying her no mind, that that would be quite some time off, and she could spend some time with BlackSheep. In a noisy manner, she pulled up a chair next to a glowing red terminal, entering a sequence of keystrokes, then speaking,

"Hello." She said, in a most nonchalant manner. On the red screen, some text appeared.

'WHO ARE YOU?'

"I'm Seraph."

'PLEASE GO AWAY.'

"Don't worry, I know how difficult it is, to make sure you don't think something. It takes a great deal of mental disipline."

'PLEASE GO AWAY.'

"No, I won't. Look, Tyio hijacked our fighter, Tymen and Ducky are repairing the damage to the ship in EVAs, Juiso is watching the cockpit, making sure the Knn don't detect us. I have no one to talk to, really, so can't we just...talk?"

'WHO IS JUISO?'

"Juiso...ah, he's the chap that fired at a few fighters, giving Tyio a chance to bring you aboard, while you were unconcious."

'WHY DID TYIO GO?'

"I...don't know...." nevously, Seraph changed the subject, "you sound positivley maternal, BlackSheep, in you're concern." She laughed a little.

'DO NOT...SILENCE.'

"Angry, are we?"

'PLEASE GO AWAY.'

"Lay off that! I'm not going away, alright." She shifted in her chair, "fine...what do you think of our little motley crew? Give me you're opinion on them."

'I BELIEVE THAT...I MEAN...'

Seraph laughed loudly this time, frighting the medical droid into a corner for a moment.

"Too hard to hide you're true thoughts, eh? Go on, I won't tell anybody."

'...VERY WELL, I DO NOT TRUST JUISO, WHOEVER HE IS, HE IS A SPY. I DO NOT TRUST YOU, YOU MAY BE WORKING FOR THE KNN ASWELL. I TRUST TYMEN, I DO NOT KNOW WHY. I TRUST DUCKY, I CANNOT EXPLAIN IT, BUT I KNOW HER, EVEN THOUGH WE HAVE NEVER MET BEFORE. I AM FOND OF TYIO.' Seraph was taken aback by the bluntness, she had never spoken to anyone through direct brainwave uplink before.

"Well, ah, atleast you're honest." Seraph looked rather uncomfortable, getting up and heading to the door,

"I...must go prepare for the meeting."

Tyio, in his pilfred Albatross, looked over the choked lands of Carrotous. Fortunate enough, the ship could keep a comfortable clip, while still remaining heads infront of the Buggers pursuing him.

"Computer, map." He barked, and a holographic image of the surrounding territory popped up and filled the entire area of the cockpit.

"Good, were near Akael." Wonderous images ran through Tyio's mind. Of the heros welcome he would recieve, for traversing time and space to serve his people.

His revere was interrupted as a bolt of energy rocked the fighter, sending it hurtling to the sand below.

In the tactical room of the Penultimate, stood Seraph, Tymen, Ducky, Juiso, and a portable computer pad linked to the one in the medical bay, so even BlackSheep could be represented. Juiso, was a intriguing rabbit, just apperance wise. First off, it was obvious he was the youngest member of the crew, while Seraph guessed at around twenty, Tymen's estimation dipped aslow as eighteen. His fur was odd, purple color, but like purple that had been bleached, so it was more white than anything, but his hair was a true, deep purple.

And his eyes were red...a odd combination, not that he selected it. He wore yellow body armor, and at his back at all times was a gnarled old staff.

"Alright, this is the first official ship wide meeting, we have a lot to cover. First, a recap," Seraph strode over to the large screen in the room, as a wireframe image of the Penultimate displayed.

"We've lost our fighter, stolen by Tyio, which also means were short one crew member. One of our members is in critical condition in the medical bay, and I believe he still have a good deal of damage in the engine compartment...." she looked around at the others, then continued, "now the bad news, in the last battle, one of the two Hyper-Space matrix coils was damaged beyond repair. With only one, we can achive speeds of but lightspeed times twenty." The image of a yellow, rocky world, with a multitude of lights on it,

"as captian, I have elected to go to Tubelectric, the nearest port world, for a new one. Here, also, we may be able to get information as to the location of Symballen's Archon. Are there any objections?" Everyone gave a slight 'no' nod.

"Very well then. As to our current situation, we are pinned under the Knn warfleet, hiding in there scanner shadow. If we stay here too long, without firing our engines, our orbit will deteriorate and we will fall back into the atmosphere. We have a very small window of opprotunity." The image of the Valkrieye and a smaller Knn Deahtflie appeared, with a dotted line connecting them.

"Thanks to Kazooie's hacking technology, i've been able to determine that, in twenty minutes, a shuttle containing the Knn leader will move from the main Knn ship to a smaller one, most of the fighters will have guard duty. This is our time, when there distracted, to get far enough away from Carrotous so that we don't suck it into a hyperspace hole, and then speed away, torward Tubelectric. Agreed?"

There was a pause, as all the crew members ran the plan through there minds.

"Agreed."

"WARNING!" The computer squealed, at the tiny Albatross nosedived torward the smooth sands of Carrotous, to certain death.

"What happened! No Knn fighter is that fast!' Tyio shouted, looking over his shoulder, outside. To his dismay, he saw a fighter quite larger than the standard sort.

"Blast! It's one of the specialized ones!" Mear moments before slaming into the sand, Tyio pulled the fighter up, causing the Knn one to explode on the dunes, as his backup sped forward, taking up the main position. Flipping several switches, Tyio set the Albatross to maximum speed, knowing the safety of Akael waited just behind the horizon.

He could see it now, emerging over the horizon, the sun setting just behind it as night crept over the land.

"I'm comming home!"

defalcon

Jul 3, 2001, 10:36 PM

Awesomeness! Cool story. http://jazz2.nagcentral.com/forum/images/smiles/icon_smile.gif

Violet CLM

Jul 4, 2001, 12:27 AM

Yes.

Kaz

Jul 4, 2001, 12:38 PM

Hooray! A continuation!

(How cool, I still help you when I'm dead =P!)

Coppertop

Jul 4, 2001, 07:02 PM

Aah, they all replied ahead of me

That doesn't change the storyline or my opinion. . . Your story is skyrocketing!

Ducky

Jul 5, 2001, 11:22 AM

Awesomocular but you must STOP writing while I'm GONE!!!!!23456

*sob*

nice.

`Ducky

Violet CLM

Jul 5, 2001, 12:25 PM

Something I never understood. Why did Tymen attack Asari anyway?

Kovu aka Alec

Jul 5, 2001, 05:06 PM

You're not supposed to understand, yet.

Thankies, all.

Coppertop

Jul 5, 2001, 07:33 PM

Y'welcome http://jazz2.nagcentral.com/forum/images/smiles/icon_biggrin.gif

Kovu aka Alec

Jul 5, 2001, 08:03 PM

Alrightie, here it is.

This chapter, I have decided(after much deliberation), will contain the lyrics of

a song to highten the emotion, like they

do in movies.

It's a horrible song, by a horrible band,

I know, but it's the only one I could find

that fit.

Chapter Twelve: Waste

Night carresed the broken world of Carrotous like a blanket. The worries of the day washed away as the sun died. Peace...

but not for one hapless soul.

Like shards of glass, bolts of energy singed along the hull of the Albatross, as Tyio wove it through the night torward Akael. He recalled all the time he spent there. His birth, his being whisked away to the training camp at a age of two. His non-stop, brutal training until the age of fifteen. That's when he proved his prowess in the Battle campaign of Ort'Nanak, and became a warrior. At the battle of Anguish Lagoon, he proved his valor, and was upgraded to Commander. He lead his battalion through countless battles aginst the Carrotians. Then came the Cold War. When his weak brother, C'matt, failed to lead the defensive battalion around Akael properly, the Carrotians overran the city, and subsiquently conquered the fledgling empire living encased in enemies. His people where oppressed constantly by the Carrotians, for four years. During this time he wandered Carrotous, searching for awnsers, he found none. When the Carrotians began to torturously murder his people, he lashed out at the town of Otomayim. This time, with words. He had, then, had the idea sparked in his mind about the truth of things. But it was quickly asundered when he was captured by Carrotian soldiers, interrogated over and over, then moved to the orbital stations where he was slated for a painful death by depressurization.

His people, would rightly, celebrate him as a hero, since they, undoubtedly, were no longer under occupation by the hideously weak empire. He then noticed, he was flying over water. It must have been that, when the atmosphere became so hot, the icecaps melted, and the Bourn expanded to include Akael.

No matter, that would make it all the more strategically strong!

"At last..." Joy filled Tyio, as his ship flew into the city.

But, looking around, he saw all the tall buildings, pround monuments to Akaelian thinking, were shattered, broken and collapsed or hollowed out. No lights, no people...nothing.

Tyio would accept it, he couldn't. He couldn't accept...everyone he knew was dead.

"Claimed by the sea..." Amid the concofony of steel and wire and rope that lay mangled as the gravemarker of Akael, floated some, wafting object.

In the dead silence of the moment, Tyio flew the Albatross over to it. He found it was a very old, dried piece of paper. At the last possible moment, he snatched it, brining it inside, reading the faded letters on the brittle

parchment. It read,

'Go now, bravely,

if you are an enemy

you will never be trusted

but you're enemies will have rusted

a brave song sung never, you must

and cast you're lot in those you cannot trust.'

--Tyio Nuradan

Horror filled Tyio to the brim, to the point where he had to remind himself to breath.

He had never written this, he wasn't any sort of poet. But there it was, in his handwriting, with his first name and last...

"My God...what does this mean?" His revere was interrupted, as the Knn fighters caught up with him.

"Blast them!" He took up the flight stick again, but he continued to run the words through his head. All

of a sudden, the meaning struck him. He had to go back, to Ducky, and Tymen, and BlackSheep and Seraph...

"...and cast you're lot in those you cannot trust." He had not been much of a believer before, but a message, from himself? It must be some intervention...

The Albatross flew up, torwards space.

In the cramped, confined quarters of Asari's home in subspace, she reviewed the next attack on Tymen.

"Simple, head him off in orbit around Mosshia. I'm certian they'll figure out to go there, what with the piece of the map Tyio found, and the skillful map-readers they will meet on various worlds... Once I take care of there ship, I can just leave, that idiot Demon won't know where to go without them." She laughed at the god she could play, knowing the past.

"And once I kill you, Tymen, then my revenge will be complete..." She remembered those precious few days

after she met Tymen. Did he remember them now, or had he drowned that personality too entirely?

// I'm looking at my watch//

All her life, atleast, most of all she could remember, she had been hunting Tymen,

// At all the time that's been stolen//

All that time, stolen, by his lies and deceit, by the horrid politics of a dying world.

// While I was carrying you//

A thousand times, over and over, had she tried to stop him from doing what she knew he would do.

// It seems I've tripped and I've fallen//

A thousand faliures. But this time, only victory awaited, in this, special universe, haunted by evil.

// Don't want no one to ache//

Why had this happened, this twisted mixture of death and pain Asari had made her life out of...it was not her intent, though it was completely too late now.

// Oh, to be drunk and forgetful//

She hated him! What he had done to her! She wished it would fall into obscurity, into Forget, Limbo...the depths of Hell! She didn't care...

// To get out of this unscathed//

It was a impossibility to survive this perfectly, why, her soul was already damaged beyond repair. Because of that...that demon!

// Oh, to be free and inhuman//

Escape was not an option, but to be free from all this would be bliss. But bliss was not allowed for the Acursed...acursed by the lies of Tymen, by the game of blood she played on reality.

// Some may say, I love, to play//

The game she played on reality, for it was all a game, as anyone who has been to the netherworld can tell you.

Just a never-ending cycle of hatred, that would always repeat itself.

// When the chance is there to take//

Asari wanted to die, to be freed from this insanity. She could die, once she killed Tymen, for her revenge could be complete. And that would be the final loving gift he gives her, the ability to die.

// I'm mopping up the floor//

A romantic degree, a hateful right of blood, whatever it may be. Once Tymen dies, Asari too, can die, a thing she wanted more than anything, to escape from the game of life.*To enter into entenity, the Beyond.

// the messy recipies of romance//

It would be the most wonderous gift anyone could give her, and she did truly love Tymen for that. But she couldn't be freed, until he did die, and all things were complete.

// I'm packing up the parts for many cooks in the kitchen//

What blind fool had made up the laws of the afterlife? All things in moderation, it must be, that is the key to redemption, and infinity, that is the only way all parts can be picked up and rebuilt. Or so Asari thought she heard someone say...

// Some, may say I love to let a good thing go to waste//

Her soul had gone to waste, her life, and it was impossible to heal. But if she could be reborn, she could be freed...atlast...

// I let it go to waste!

Let a good thing go to waste a good thing go to waste,

Let a good thing go to waste a good thing go to wate,

I'm looking at my watch,

at all the time that's been stolen

When I was carrying you,

Seems I've slipped and I've fallen.//

Freedom was so close, and Asari had but Tymen to thank. For that, she loved him.

The whole crew of the Penultimate stood poised, ready to fly ahead as soon as the shuttle began it's trek."Okay, everyone, get ready, any mo--" Seraph was cut short, as she saw all the Knn ships run from the posts, torwards another fighter...

No, it couldn't be, but that was the Albatross.

"Impossible...oh well, Juiso! Fly ahead at top speed, and then Hyperspace away the moment were far enough away from Carrotous!" Seraph ordered to the current pilot, Juiso.

"Wait...that's Tyio's fighter!" Ducky shouted, looking out the cockpit.

"We don't have time, he's doing a brave thing, allowing us to get past, we can't let that go in vain!"

Ducky, bravely, walked down the dead silent halls, torwards the aft.

"Where are you going?" Seraph asked, snapping slightly.

"To save him in a EVA."

"You can't do that, I need you here!" Seraph stormed back after her.

"Sorry, captian." Ducky retorted as she climbed down into the hangar area.

Coppertop

Jul 5, 2001, 08:15 PM

Woo! First to reply! Awesome, Kove. . . http://jazz2.nagcentral.com/forum/images/smiles/icon_eek.gif

Violet CLM

Jul 5, 2001, 08:19 PM

Weird, but good.

Kaz

Jul 5, 2001, 09:02 PM

NO! NOT DUCKY! (great story/lyrics Kovu!)

Ducky

Jul 6, 2001, 06:10 AM

NO! NOT ME-- um, what are we yelling about? At least I'll have a glorification in my last hours, wha'?

Oh nice, Kove...

`Ducky

Kovu aka Alec

Jul 6, 2001, 12:09 PM

I think Kaz is talking about you going to

save Tyio. Hn, it's getting rather dramatic,

and Asari is craaaaaazy.

Very good, Kove, continue!

Why thanks, Kove, I will...

never mind.

Coppertop

Jul 7, 2001, 02:43 PM

Very funny, Kove http://jazz2.nagcentral.com/forum/images/smiles/icon_lol.gif

More? Uhh. . . right. You said you would already. . .

Kovu aka Alec

Jul 8, 2001, 08:57 PM

Here's some more story for you peoples.

Chapter Thirteen: A Prelude To HyperSpace

Blaster fire tore through the tiny Albatross, it's small shields collapsing, then it's hull being mauled.

Literal scores of fighters rushed to Tyio's craft, as it resonated a QOP(Quantum Outflux Pulse) from the atmosphere jumped, to make it seem as if a quantum bomb was about to be detonated aboard, drawing as much attention away from the Penultimate as possible.

"Sluo gun ma kyanni ma'un!" Tyio screamed through the comm. in Gerenpfpssh, firing at the Knn craft with the quickly draining lasers on the Albatross. But, the standar KWWW of the blasters stuttered, and died as a bolt sliced through them.

"Dyma!" Tyio cursed in Gerenpfpssh(he thought it appropriate he died speaking his peoples tounge.) Shoving his helmet on and grabbing two blaster guns, he kicked the glass, it starred, then he kicked again and it shattered, allowing him acess to the hull.

"Tekchh!!!" He screamed a final scream, his small blaster guns blaring, as a trio of fighters came in for the kill.

The engines of the Penultimate cried in agony, using the hull of the ship to amplify there screech.

Ducky ran as quickly as she could through the white, obstacle laiden hangar.

"Ducky, stop!" Seraph's order was barely audible over the wail of the engines, and the battle that roared outside. She was about to turn around to give the clanleader a sharp comment, to find the aforemention's foot hurtling straight at her head. The pain from the powerful kick delivered with a high heeled boot was incredible, but it was just as painful when she smacked into the pipes that made up the floor.

Still dazed, Ducky groped the deck for a weapon of some sort, feeling the gaze of Seraph upon her back like a knife. Finding a broken piece of piping about the length of a short staff, the whirled around, preparing to smash Seraph upside the head.

"You're bravery is admirable." Seraph lectured, stopping the pipe with her fore-arm as it, not her, bent, she the grabbed it's tip, yanking it away from Ducky, and crushing it. She then crossed punched Ducky across the face. All Ducky could think of is how incredible her strength was, as she then elbowed her in the other side of the face, and launched her to the other side of the hanger with a knee to the stomach.

"But your skill is lacking."

Pain was awash through Ducky's body, but her single-mindedness in the task to save Tyio was unwavering, as she again felt for a weapon.

The Knn cruisers and there escort moved into formation with a low humm, as The Demon scowled, his window overlooking the ruined planet of Carrotous. It's overun rivers and oceans, it's dry wastelands, it's sparse patches of forest and jungle. It's lack of ice. All caused by him.

"No, I didn't cause this. I have, as before, before time was welded away, always just nurtured the Evil Seed, where it had previously existed." With a wave of his gnarled hand, he made a image of a yellow, rocky world appear.

"'Tubelectric, the planet of sights and sounds

Where the music will blare on and on

As you die.'" The Demon recited,

"Cyerim Norfolk, 2031 A.D." The Demon smiled, "I remember back when Tubelectric was created, on a thousand years ago."

"A supposed place of happiness, a new home for the wandering Sparynlites." The Demon proudly strode to the holographic sphere, caressing it's non-existant sides.

"And look at it now, where everyone is drunk, the sun has been blotted out by solar panels so it can be an eternal party night, and more people are murdered in a single day than in all the planets in the Carrotous system put together."

"Sure, they may have became serious during that Rancorian ordeal a few years back, but all in all, a divinely twisted planet." A evil plan crept onto the Demon's mind, as he made a comm. activate.

"Treseda!" He shouted to the figure in the hologram.

"Esx assault force, at your serve Demon."

"I want you to send you're best Esx to Tubelectric, now, further instructions upon arrival." The shillouted figure on the screen seemed to contemplate it a moment.

"It'll cost a lot."

"Pice is no object." The Demon hissed.

"They'll be there, my leige."

In the way of a weapon, Ducky had found another broken piece of pipe, and was again charging at the now well proven fighter, Seraph. The latter crouched down, and struck a stance, preparing for another futal attack. However, it never came, when in a unexpected move, Ducky hurled the piece of pipe like a spear, hitting Seraph straight in the throat, giving Ducky time to put on a EVA and go help Tyio. Infact, she had barely completed the tast when Seraph stood again, ready to charge full, but saw it too late, when the hangar hatch opened and Ducky whooshed out into the void.

Tyio stood on the wreck of the Albatross, firing his last clip. However, the tough hulls of the Knn fighters (atleast compared to hand blasters) meant he had only downed a few fighters.

Another trio of fighters came in from his right side, and he knew that they would kill him, and he accepted his demise. All until a blast of blue energy seared right beside his head, knocking the middle fighter into two pieces and the other two to scatter. In the everlasting slow motion, Tyio turned around, seeing Ducky toting a large blaster rifle, and heading torwards him, with a cord running back to the Penultimate.

"Ducky! Stay back! Save yourself!" Tyio shouted.

"I'm NOT letting you die out here!" With what force she had left after her brawl with Seraph, she grabbed Tyio so he could make a mad suicide run, and activated the cable to bring them back.

"Why'd you save me, I mean, I stole the ship, and all that...why?" Tyio asked, his voice in a chattered mess over the comm. system.

"I got you out of trouble this far, why give up now?" A weak smile passed between them, Ducky placing her gloved hand on the faceplate of Tyio's EVA as if to touch him.

Seraph ran to the cockpit, holding her neck where Ducky's pipe hit it.

"Go to HyperSpace, now!"

"But Ducky and Tyio aren't back yet." Juiso, still in command of the flight stick, said.

"If we wait around any longer, were going to get blown out of the sky, as much as I want to wait for them, we have to go NOW!" Juiso looked to the others crowded around the cockpit for confermation, then began the sequence to enter HyperSpace."

"HyperSpace in 5, 4..."

As the underside of the hangar opened, a blaster bolt seared through the night, headed straight for Tyio.

"Tyio, look out!"

"3..."

Ducky hurled herself infront of the blast, it searing across her suit as her blood, her life force was yanked out of her body by the void as phenominal speed.

"2..."

Tyio climbed up the cable, into the inviting interior of the Penultimate, blood falling faster and faster from the unconcious Ducky.

"1..."

The hangar bay closed, and oxygen fled back in with a crack like thunder, as Tyio qucikly removed Ducky's EVA helmet and ran up to the Medical Bay.

"0..."

Juiso leaned on the HyperSpace Activation Switch, and space fell away into the invinities of color and blackness that is everything and nothing.

Beyond the speed of light.

"Excellent, we're in HyperSpace, inbound for Tubelectric, ETA, 2 days." Juiso leaned back in the chair, well proud of himself.

"Uh...guys, we've got a problem." Tymen stated, looking over one of the screens on the control panel.

"There's a Knn fighter stuck in our HyperSpace wake."

Kaz

Jul 8, 2001, 10:20 PM

Dundunn dunnnnnn

(blast the stupid thing! Or at least create a large weapon fire right behind you!)

Violet CLM

Jul 8, 2001, 11:34 PM

A hyperspace wake? What in the worlds is that?

Kovu aka Alec

Jul 9, 2001, 07:05 AM

A HyperSpace Wake:

*transforms into a Albert Einstein type person*

According to Einstein's theory, it is impossible to excell speeds faster than the

speed of light. However, with a dimensional

jump into a field known as 'HyperSpace'

we can reach speeds many times the speed

of light, with little or no time dialation.

This maneuvar can not be performed near any

objects, for the HyperSpace 'wormhole' would

suck in things as large as a star, if it's

close enough. Any object within a ten mile radius of a HyperSpacing ship will be caught

in the HyperSpace 'wake', a vortex of energy

created by the velocity of the HyperSpacing

object. This has been used in the past as

a method of 'stowawaying' on larger vessels by non-HyperSpace capable starcraft.

And Kaz, you know good and well you can't fire in HyperSpace!

Coppertop

Jul 9, 2001, 04:52 PM

Very true, Kove. I understand everything but the explanation.

Kaz

Jul 9, 2001, 06:55 PM

Emit a deflector pulse then!

Kovu aka Alec

Jul 9, 2001, 07:36 PM

I CLAIM THE FOURTH PAGE!

'Foo Kaz, you could keep up!

Okay, a simple explanation,

In order to go into HyperSpace(I.e faster than light travel) a ship creates a hole

through the time/space continumm. It's like

a vacuum, and anything nearby will get sucked into it, unable to escape on it's

own power, until the ship generating the hole shuts it down.

defalcon

Jul 9, 2001, 09:40 PM

Hahahahah! Kaz beat you AGAIN Kovu! Hehehehehe. Funny stuff! http://jazz2.nagcentral.com/forum/images/smiles/icon_wink.gif

Violet CLM

Jul 9, 2001, 10:00 PM

Poor Kovu. He won't even notice it until tomorrow, either. http://jazz2.nagcentral.com/forum/images/smiles/icon_smile.gif

Kaz

Jul 10, 2001, 02:52 AM

bah! I forgot! I must retalliate and make sure I don't miss the next one!

Ah... I think I get it... a ship continually creates a vacumm to hurl itself, but once it's being hurled the vacumm destabilizes and it acts like a sapling being pulled back. So the other ship got caught as well... we'll, the simple answer to this is to disrupt the black hole right before it ends.

Kovu aka Alec

Jul 10, 2001, 08:33 AM

Why disrupt the wormhole thingy, if the Knn

fighter can't shoot, all they have to do

it extend the boarding thingy, and shoot

the two pilots, and once they leave HyperSpace the fighter will just drift...

darn, did I just give away next chapter's plot? Curses.

Coppertop

Jul 10, 2001, 07:38 PM

Lol, that doesn't make it any less interesting, Kove!

Kovu aka Alec

Jul 13, 2001, 07:48 AM

Here 'tis, ya har har,

I'm a crusty old sea dog, ya har har,

me mates! Hard to port, a chapter of ye

starboard bow, ya har har!

Chapter Fourteen: HyperSpace

HyperSpace is a funny thing, it really is. It was discovered about 34567 B.C. The Czm brought it to our galaxy from...where ever they came from. Initially it was crude device, requiring massive HyperSpace generator ships to fire a beam to create a rift in to the HyperSpace dimension. A ancient species that ruled the galaxy about that time waged war aginst the ambitious Czm, using there own, albiet crude, method of faster than light travel. The ancient species managed to capture a few Czm HyperSpace generator ships. Once the Czm had been beaten into there corner of the galaxy. The ancient race modified the technology, spreading it to the lesser species and creating a galactic economy that ushered in the current age.

HyperSpace itself is a sort of sub universe. It is void, filled with anti-energy, creating massive energy storms that can last for millenia at a time. The HyperSpace dimension is smaller than our own, so every mile crossed in the HyperSpace dimension equals ten thousand miles crossed in our own. It also negates all forms of time dialation. However, in a unfortunate twist, the massive energy storms that rage through HyperSpace make it sometimes impossible to cross it. (Unless one is fortunate enough to own a A-space drive, for more on A-Space drives see 'A fools guide to Everything' by Joe Nulithen)

"What?! Blast it out of the sky, then!" Seraph hissed, pounding her fist on the terminal, as blue chaos of HyperSpace stained the color of the cockpit.

"That's impossible." A chirpy voice sounded.

"Shut up, Tymen." Seraph snapped.

"I didn't say anything..." Seraph inquisitivly, turned around.

"Juiso?"

"Nope."

"Then who?"

"I did." The voice said again. Seraph turned around, quicker this time, to see the sound was comming from a screen that bared a familiar face on it.

"Kazooie." Seraph whispered.

"Yup."

"But...how, you're dead?" Tymen scratched his head.

"I am? How unfortunate...however, I am not him, persay, I am the original Kazooie's personality, stored in the Penultimate's data. I'm exactly like him in every aspect, well, except I'm a computer, and, as a computer, I have acces to all of the Penultimate's data and sensory devices." The digital Kazooie frowned a moment at his physical manifestation's demise, and then explained himself.

"Fine then, why can't we fire at the fighter?"

"Because, numbskull," the image of Kazooie's face was replaced by a wireframe image of the Penultimate and the tumbling Knn fighter caught in it's wake.

"If we tried to fire the weapons, it'd start a HyperSpace storm that would annihilate us!" Seraph clenched her fist, realizing her options had been starved.

"However, we could extend the boarding plank, and kill the pilots, so the fighter would be of no threat once we leave HyperSpace." Kazooie postulated, a image of the boarding plank appearing.

"Alright, let's do it, to weapons!" They all left the cockpit, trusting the autopilot to guide them safely through the torrent that is HyperSpace.

"Uh, guys, there is something you should know!" The digital Kazooie shouted after them.

"What?" Seraph snapped, not wanting to delay things.

"Tyio and Ducky are in the hangar area. Ducky has been mortally wounded and is bleeding to death. She may already be dead, however, as her heart has stopped." Kazooie stated, displaying security cam footage.

"They...made it?" Tymen asked, amazed.

"Yes, but Ducky won't if you don't get down there NOW!"

The three of them scampered down the ladder to the hangar, quickly seeing Ducky in Tyio's arms, and a blood stained floor.

"Ducky! Tyio!" Seraph shouted as they ran. The latter and Juiso hefted Ducky up to the medical bay, while Tymen checked to see if Tyio was injured.

"You okay?" Tyio still crouched, his teeth clenched.

"I'm fine." Tyio began to rise, then Tymen noticed his right arm, the one he was clasping, was twisted and mangled.

"Hey, that looks like it's broken, you need to get to the medical bay!" Tymen offered his support, but Tymen rebuked him, pushing him off, and began to walk away, saying,

"I'm FINE."

Ducky lay on the hover strecher that Kazooie had summoned while they were below.

"She's not breathing." Juiso informed the computer.

"Applying static force." Ducky's body jumped, as energy coursed through her.

"Re-applying." Again it happened, and suddenly the whine of the heart monitor turned into rough beats.

The screen with Kazooie on it came barreling down the hall torward the crisis.

"I've made ready the backup healing vat, the droid can put her in there right away." Kaz informed.

They payed the digital representation no mind, as the bulky droid grabbed the formless Ducky, attaching a oxygen mask and placing her in the vat as the cylindar slid up and filled with the greenish liquid.

Everyone paused, waiting for the medical droid to offer some analyasis.

"Analaysis complete: cardiac arrest, left lung collapsed, severe loss of blood, estimated healing time, one day." The medical droid intoned, then hovered over to the second vat.

"Analaysis: Unit: BlackSheep, healing is 75% complete, activating reGrow armor."

"What's he talking about?" Tymen asked, almost to himself. Kazooie's flat screen swivled around to face him.

"ReGrow, a corporation existing on Grnome, is a highly advanced healing system, using blank cells and mutating them to the injureds needs. It functions better than a healing vat, but the robotic armor that engulfs the recipient makes it far more practical, since the injured can still function while being healed." Kazooie smiled, and, had he a body, he would have probably acted quite proud, with all the information he now had in him. Mere moments after his speech concluded, the glass of the vat fell down, the liquid being reabsorbed, BlackSheep strode out, her body covered in elaborate, glistining plates of metal.

"Well, welcome back to the land of the living, BlackSheep." She remained silent, the robotic eyes she used while her real ones were being healed scanned the room. Everyone was anxious, and a little afraid, after all, being partially robot now, she was stronger than all of them.

"Hello, it is good to be back." Her voice came out grainy and metallic, but the sentiment was enough. Seraph patted her on the back, and Tymen gave her a hug, Juiso remaining back in the shadows. When she saw Tyio walk by, she ran up and embraced him, unaware of her new strength or his injury.

"You saved my life, Tyio, I am grateful!" Not what BlackSheep would have normally said, it was just the way the voice device let out her meaning.

"Ahhh, aahhhh!" Tyio squirmed in pain, until BlackSheep sheepishly(haha) released him, her gears whirring, as she realized her own strength.

"Uh, sorry." Tyio grasped his arm, wenching, and hobbled into his quarters.

"Just a handshake will do next time!" Not wanting to waste any time, Seraph stormed into the hall.

"Enough idle chit-chat, Tymen, Juiso, with me, BlackSheep, fly the ship, I don't strust the reincarnated bag of bolts with it." Seraph looked up at Kazooie's screen.

"Humph!" He moved away, as dignantly as he could.

Hustling through the metal passage ways, they donned armor and began selecting there weapons.

"Two blaster pistols, and a shotblaster." Seraph holstered the guns at her waist, holding the shotblaster.

Tymen picked up two, uzi like guns.

"Dual vulcan guns." He said, striking his best pose whilst holding them. Juiso then twirled his staff around, it leaving a streak of red energy.

"Magma staff."

Seraph looked over them, then said into her armored mask.

"Open first air-lock door."

"Roger." BlackSheep's grainy voice was heard over the comm. Then, the elaborate doorway opened, steam hissing from the hydraulics loudly. Then they all strode into the tight room that was the air-lock, there armor covered boots making a plesant resonating sound.

"Close first air-lock door." Once they where inside, the door closed again, with just as loud a hiss as before.

"Okay, now, extend boarding plank." BlackSheep replied nervously, a thing easier said than done,

"Okay." She began aiming the extention of the boarding blank, it had to his the tumbling fighter at just the right time or the fighter would rip off the plank and they'd go tumbling into the torrentious hyperspace.

She carefully watched the wireframe image of the fighter, fingering the activation button...

"Don't screw this up, BlackSheep." Seraph snapped. As this was said, a loud SSSTHUNK could be heard, as the boarding plank shot out and hyposealed to the fighter.

"Boarding plank extended." BlackSheep said, with a sigh of relief.

"Okay, now, open second air-lock door." Silently, the second door opened, and with a thunder crack, all the air fled into space, and the three of them began to drift.

"Quick, everyone, activate the magnitisim in your boots!" Seraph ordered, and they fell to the bulk head with a humming sound of magnitism. Then they began the trecherous trek across the thin strip of metal, as the maelstrom of hyperspace wailed on outside.

After five, agonizing minutes, they finally arrived at the air-hatch of the Knn fighter.

"Okay, I'll go in first, you two, after me..." Seraph commanded, fingering the air-hatch switch with her glove...

"Now!" She yanked on it, and charged in, the other two quickly behind, as the air-hatch closed rapidly behind them. They found themselves in the tight room sperated from the cockpit, but the door opened, alerted to there presnece.

"Go, go go!" Seraph shouted, charging into the cockpit, as they took a strategic formation.

"Okay, you two, turn around so we can see you!" The two black Knn chair swivled around to reveal.

Two rabbits?

"What? Carrotians....what are you doing here? Traitors, you must have surrendered to the Knn!" Seraph snapped. The one on the left stood up.

"I assure you, my good lady, that's not the case, we are working under-cover in the Knn army."

"Oh really, then just who are you then?"

"This is my friend, Slayer, also known as Louie, and I am known as Kovu."

Up next, Chapter Fiveteen: The Planet of Fire and Glass, ya har har.

Violet CLM

Jul 13, 2001, 04:08 PM

Whoa, in your own story? Unheard of!

Kovu aka Alec

Jul 13, 2001, 07:15 PM

I'm just in for a cameo, don't worry.

Ducky

Jul 14, 2001, 07:20 AM

Rrriiiight. As usual, I don't believe you. http://jazz2.nagcentral.com/forum/images/smiles/icon_wink.gif

Anyway, I'm not gonna be blasted to kingdom come, am I? These stories are suspicious of no worries about my welfare.

Oh well, make sure Tyio and Sheepie get bettary.

Groooovy. I couldn't just put a oneliner now, could I ;P

`Ducky

Tha Psycho

Jul 14, 2001, 08:07 AM

Cool is a needed ingredient for a good story http://jazz2.nagcentral.com/forum/images/smiles/icon_smile.gif

i see it in this one

Kovu aka Alec

Jul 16, 2001, 07:27 AM

Thankies, all, well, Here 'tis:

Chapter Fiveteen: The Planet of Fire and Glass

"Working under cover, I don't believe a word of it!" Seraph shouted, aiming her gun at the one named 'Kovu's' head.

"Really! It's the truth!" The other one, Louie, protested. Seraph waved her gun in his direction.

"I don't think so, you're traitors, and you'r going to di--"

"Incorret, Captian, I have searched through there pocket computer files and find no ill intent in them. In addition, there heartbeat and brain function remained normal, which would indicate." Kaz droned on.

"Alright, alright! Okay...metalhead here says you're telling the truth, but I don't know if I believe him, prove it, somehow."

"Uh, how?" Kovu asked, both there arms in the air.

"I know, give me all the mission and tactical information, all the military secrets, this fighter contains."

"We'd really rather have more time to gather--" Louie began, until Serap's shotblaster hummed to life.

"Okay, okay, we'll do it." He swivled around and pulled the data-core out of the terminal and cautiously laid it at Seraph's feet.

"Excellent." Seraph picked it up, smiling ear to ear, fingering the cylindricl device. Suddenly the ship bucked, the hull moaning.

"What the yotz was that?" Tymen asked, the hull continuing to moan.

"Myrandnites. They live in HyperSpace, feeding on ships that pass through." Louie stated

"How...fast will they eat the ship?" Seraph asked.

"Fast, we have to go, now." The three backed out the door, and the other two donned Knn EVAs.

Once they were all suited up, they moved into the second room, and then out ontop at the boarding plank.

"There everywhere!" Seraph shouted. Little horshoe crab like beings(except being composed of energy) populated the hull of the Knn fighter. Tymen unholstered his vulcan guns, and started firing at them, the shockwaves from the bullets being only minimal, and damaging only the fighter. Under Tymen's cover, they all crossed the boarding plank.

"BlackSheep, open the second air-lock door, now!" Seraph snapped.

"Righto." With Kazooie looking over her shoulder, BlackSheep flipped a switch with a mechanical finger, and the coresponding door opened just as Juiso, who had taken up the lead, arrived to it. They hustled in as quickly as they could, but Tymen was finding himself being overwhelmed by the numbers of Myrandites, and his ammo was running short. Just as Louie strode into the air-lock, the consisten KAKAKACHAKA of the vulcan guns turned to a empty whirring of ammo cartridge.

"Blast, out of ammo." Tymen hurled the empty guns behind them, and the increasing horde of Myrandites consumed them in a instant.

"BlackSheep, de-extend the boarding plank!" Tymen shouted into his mask comm.

"But you're not in the air-lock Tymen." BlackSheep checked various gauges.

"Just do it!" Tymen snapped, deactivating this magnatismal boots. BlackSheep considered what insane plan Tymen might have, but finding none, just followed his command and deactivated the boarding plank.

Just as the Myrandites consumed the whole of the Knn fighter, Tymen snatched the retreating boarding plank, shooting him torward the air-lock. But just before it slammed him into the under-bowls of the Penultimate, he somersaulted off and into the air-lock.

"Nice escape, Tymen." Seraph patted him on the back, as the second-air lock closed behind Tymen.

The rest of the day proceded uneventfully. Seraph interrogated Kovu and Louie, discovering that they too were looking for Symballen's Archon, but were willing to merely help them find it. Tymen and Tyio (the latter rather begrudgingly so) tried to figure out the object Tyio found in Daroth in the recreational sub-deck.

BlackSheep's reGrow deactivated, and she reveled in a completely healed new body. Juiso slunk around, watching the activity from afar, and Kazooie watched him, for he didn't trust Juiso any farther than he could spit(and he couldn't spit.) Everyone was quietly asleep in there quarters(after much debate as to who went where) when Kazooie barreled through the hall, shrieking,

"Wake up! Wake up! Were leaving HyperSpace! Wake up! Wake up! Were leaving HyperSpace. As they all emerged, Seraph attempted to shoot Kazooie, but he sucked himself back up into the Penultimate's technological intestines.

"Tymen, you take the controls." Seraph ordered, as they all crowded into the cockpit area.

"Okay, the preparing apeture." Tymen slowly gave power back to the HyperSpace core. He checked a series of graphs on the screens beneath him,

"We will arrive at 5:00 pm, Tubelectric time, I'm taking us down into the second largest city cluster, Ranhaften." Tymen updated, as the world of HyperSpace twisted and mutated, creating a small portal into normal space.

"I'm taking us through." As the triangular Penultimate flew through the hole in both time space continumms, something gave. A explosion echoed through the halls of the ship, scorching most of it, but missing, thankfully, the medical bay and the cockpit.

"Holy crap! Our second HyperSpace drive just blew up!" The cone of the portal began to become erratic and insane.

"Normal space cores #3, 4, 7 and 8 were severely damaged!" Tymen desperatly tried to control the ship, moving it as quickly as he could, before the portal into normal space collapsed(them not having any HyperSpace engine) and being trapped in HyperSpace forever. Tymen forced the controls to there maximum abilities, all power was to the remaining cores.

Miraculously, just as they left the apeture, it closed in a violent fury, exploding outward, sending the ship carrening torward the planet.

"Activating reentry shield. The view of the yellow planet was lost, as giant plates of ceramic covered the tip of the Penultimate.

"This is the Penultimate, requesting docking procedure." Tymen activated a comm. channel and spoke into it.

"Hello, and welcome to Tubelectric, planet of fire and glass," a tractor beam took hold of the ship, easing it down to a docking area. "At our welcome centers you can sample our tridenten fruit juice. If you need assistance, call for a droid, we'll hear you. Again, welcome to Tubelectric, and have a nice day." Once there ship was clamped by the large robotic arms, the stairs descended, and the whole crew of them (minus Ducky, who had moved into a reGrow suit to keep watch over the ship until they returned.) exited the ship.

"Okay, guys, what's the plan, now that were here?" Seraph genuinley asked her subordinates. Tyio, with his good arm, pulled out and showed Seraph the strange object he found wedged between the buildings in Daroth.

"We think this might help us find where Symballen's Archon is hidden. Me and Tymen only figured out it was a map, but there must be someone here who can read it for us." Tyio proposed.

"Okay, that's a start," She turned around to face a passing by droid."

"Hey, you! Find someone to fix this ship, everything that's wrong with it, got it? Money is no object!" She yelled to the droid, which quietly dropped what it was doing and moved to fetch a repair the ship. They passed through the docking area, quickly finding a hoverpad that they could use to find someone to read the map. As the hoverpad disembarked and moved into the streets of the city. They flew through it, marveling that the entire planet was choked by technology, and the 24 hour a day 7 day a week constant party that raged through the streets. Tubelectric was a product of technology. They needed lights and technology to guide them through the perpetual dusk and night, but could not feed off the energy of there dying sun. So, they had to have energy constantly carried to them in massive cargo ships.

"Computer." Seraph said in a commanding voice, and rather loud, over the roar of the party below.

"Where would you like to go today?" The computer intoned.

"Where can I find someone to read maps?" Seraph asked the device.

"Why, that's easy..."

"I can tell you, right off the bat," A old Baarshardian( a weasel-like race) examined what Tyio and Tymen believed was a map, "that this crystal is Gentanium, found only in this paticular star cluster, so it must have been produced here. The Gerenpfpssh on it,"

"Wait, I AM Gerenpfpssh, and I don't see any Gerenpfpssh text on that thing." Tyio hissed, feeling as though the Baarshardian had insulted his heritage.

"Right here." He shoved the object into his face, pointing to a thin line, that Tyio assumed was just a line.

"Oh..." Tyio blushed and moved back.

"It tells me each square represents 20 lightyears, and I'm assuming that this circle at the tip is Carrotous, since this was found there. I'm also assuming that this other sphere is a planet so many lightyears away.

Lesse, that would mean tubelectric is here," He painted a dot in one of the squares.

"So you need to go 120 lightyears west of here, and you'll find the planet that this map leads you to." He handed the object back to Tyio.

"Thanks!" Seraph tossed him a carrot(the coin, not the foodstuff) and the reconvened outside.

"I think this is our best chance at finding Symballen's archon. According to the note Tyio found, I"m thinking this other planet will have another shard of the map on it, and that'll lead us to the next, until we find the last one that has Symballen's Archon on it. Who's up for this plan?"

They all cautiously thought, then gave there awnser...

Up Next: Escape from The Esx

Ducky

Jul 16, 2001, 07:58 AM

Cheers. Very nice http://jazz2.nagcentral.com/forum/images/smiles/icon_smile.gif

`Ducky

defalcon

Jul 16, 2001, 07:09 PM

Cool. Except when they're in space there is no west. Just co-ordinates.

Kovu aka Alec

Jul 16, 2001, 07:42 PM

west on the map, falcon, west from tubelectric on the map! Gah, don't question

my logic, minion http://jazz2.nagcentral.com/forum/images/smiles/icon_biggrin.gif

defalcon

Jul 16, 2001, 07:44 PM

Ah okay Kove. http://jazz2.nagcentral.com/forum/images/smiles/icon_wink.gif

Get on ICQ. Go on, click the button. That's it. I need someone to talk to. I'm bored stiff!

Ducky

Jul 17, 2001, 06:56 AM

Yeh don't talk to ME. :P

Hurry up, Kovey, Vader is not patient. *evil wheezing*

Erm, Please. http://jazz2.nagcentral.com/forum/images/smiles/icon_wink.gif

`Ducky

Kovu aka Alec

Jul 19, 2001, 08:06 AM

Here y'ar, lord vadar.

Chapter Sixteen: Escape From The Esx

"Okay, let's do it." Tymen sounded first, followed by similarly concuring statements from the others.

"Excellent." Seraph smiled, then activated her wrist comm.

"Ducky, how are the repairs comming?" She asked, trusting she was somewhere near the cockpit.

"Okay, I guess," she replied through mountians os static and her own reGrow mechanical voice,

"They already took out all the old cores, and are bringing the new ones in. They're repairing the turrets, and are going to repair the blaster damage."

"Estimated time?" The captian asked coldly.

"They say about two hours." Ducky stated.

"Good, keep us posted." Seraph deactivated the comm. and looked up to the others.

"Guys, we've got two hours to burn." Seraph turned to them, awaiting a solution. They all shrugged in unison.

"Fine, everyone, go do something, but we meet back here in 200 hours, understood?"

"Aye!" They all saluted, and then dispersed.

"I'm gonna go be a street urchin, anyone wanna come?" BlackSheep asked, and Juiso walked up beside her.

"Street urchin, tell me more." They walked into the writhing crowd in the streets.

"I'm getting something to eat." Tyio stated, and began walking off, and Seraph ran and caught up with him.

This left Tymen, Kovu and Louie still standing outside the mapreader's shop.

Then they all leered at one another, and crept into the innards of the city.

In her large mechanical body, Ducky lumbered around the Penultimate, watching the nimble Tuberans repair the ship, mumbling things about antiques. Tuberans where not natural inhabitants of the planet, thease lythe, staticly charged beings moved here (through the good courtesy of the ruling Rabbit Empire) after there planet was destroyed by the Eanstansem in the western quadrant. They where sly, talented people, a intresting tradmark being the use of there static powers to create paintings. Sadly, thirty years earlier there entire existance was threatened during the Rancorian invasion, but thanks to the Diamondians and Medivians, they made it through well enough.

Standing between the two quarters, Ducky issued commands.

"Be careful! Hey, that's high priced leather! DON'T PUT YOUR TOUNGE ON IT!"

"A carrot ale, please...and the soup of the day, light on the 'shrooms." Tyio said, as a large, frothing mug of red liquid was slammed down infront of him.

"An' fer the lass?" A very bulk, tall Tuberan asked.

"A Rigelion SynthAle Carrot Beer, with extra juice...and some fried Diamondian sand fish."

"All right, yer food 'll be with ya in a minute." He placed the mystic fluid of the Rigelion SynthAle Carrot Beer infront of Seraph. Spinning in there stools, Tyio offered a thought,

"Y'know, this place reminds me of the War Tavern..."

"The what?" Seraph asked, sipping the SynthAle.

"The War Tavern. I only went there once, it was on the Emerald Coast...on the other side of the Bourn, that is." Seraph sneered,

"My clans operations never went that far north, except during the attack of Carrotous City but...my father never allowed me to go anywhere..."

"You're father?" Tyio asked, intrigued.

"Yes, my father, Konitus the V," She snickered," may his soul rest in *agony!* If it weren't for that idiot, things would be a lot better off on Carrotous, let me tell you."

"Sure..."

The music blared through the glass city, as BlackSheep and Juiso slunk through it.

"Street Urchin, lesson two, never look before you leap." BlackSheep stated. Suddenly, the two of them where approached by several tall...well, there skin was blue, but they had no fur, and there ears where small and on the sides of there heads.

"Hello, would you happen to know someone by the name of BlackSheep?" He said, with a heavy british accent.

"Well yea...that's me..." BlackSheep wondered, who could be looking for her?

"Well that's good, 'cause I have a present for ya." Suddenly he reeled back and punched her straight in the face, hard, knocking her to the cement. More filed in, and one seeped in from the crowd and, with two large blasters, blasted Juiso into the building behind him.

"The Esx have arrived, mate."

As Tymen, Kovu, and Louie walked through the skyscape of the lofty city of Ranhaften, a red ship sped by, then landed on the outcropping(on the building) they where standing on, and out jumped more of thease furrless beings. Immediatley the tallest of them smacked Tymen across the face, while two others fired a stream of blaster fire at Kovu and Louie, who ducked in a alley between two buildings, glass shattering all the way. The tall one was giving Tymen a hard time. He punched to Tymen's left, but the latter dove right. However, at the last second, all of the cretures energy shifted, and it turned into a left punch. Dazed, Tymen ducked when he saw the creature about to kick him, but at the last moment it somersaulted up and elbowed him in the face. He then drew two wooden sticks, using the same confuse technique with them. Tymen fell over, the menacing Esx preparing to give the final blow, when Tymen activated his comm.

"Seraph, where under attack!" He managed, before blacking out. Tyio looked over at Seraph, wondering what the message could've been, while still eating his soup.

"Forget the meal, Tyio, Tymen is in trouble." Seraph said, tossing the Tuberan some Carrots. As they walked through the crowd, she again picked up her comm.

"BlackSheep, BlackSheep pick up!....Juiso, you there?"

"Yea..."

"What's going on!?"

"Thease furless freaks just knocked out BlackSheep, and there trying to blast me!"

"Where are you at?" Seraph questioned, as they exited the resurant.

"Right below you, love." He stated, before his comm. went out. Seraph looked over the side of the building, see, very faintly, a unconcious BlackSheep. Seraph saw a old Forenma(a race of ostrich like flightless birds) in a hovercycle. With Tyio in suit, she ran over to it, pussing the Forenma off, saying,

"In the name of galactic peace I'm commandering this vessel!" Once both of them where well situated aboard the hovercycle, they flew down, firing blaster bolts at the blue creatures circling BlackSheep.

"Juiso, get over here!" Tyio scooped up BlackSheep, who was becoming concious again, with the Esx detered for a moment.

"Righto!" Juiso ran out of the hole in the building, but not before firing a blast over his should at the Esx he knew was pursuing him. Quickly he climbed on, and, as they flew to where Tymen's comm. had been traced, Seraph called Ducky.

"Ducky! What's the status report?!" She shouted, with the hovercycles engine roaring loudly.

"About half an hour."

"You've got ten minutes, we've got bogies comming in!"

Up next, Chapter Seventeen: Revelations

Tha Psycho

Jul 19, 2001, 08:55 AM

best chap so far

Violet CLM

Jul 19, 2001, 12:42 PM

They would seem to have a few problems, yes.

Good chapter? Definetly.

Ducky

Jul 20, 2001, 05:25 AM

A most unfavorable situation. YaY! You have appeased the Sith. For now. Brilliant chapter. http://jazz2.nagcentral.com/forum/images/smiles/icon_smile.gif

`Ducky

Kaz

Jul 20, 2001, 10:50 PM

Wow, I must be the most annoying thing in cyberspace (or windows 95 ^ v ^).

Anywayz, nice writing, and I'm back everybody!

defalcon

Jul 21, 2001, 10:21 PM

Relly good chapter. Outstanding wot!

Ducky, sith you are. But which one? The master, or the apprentice? http://jazz2.nagcentral.com/forum/images/smiles/icon_wink.gif

Kovu aka Alec

Jul 22, 2001, 08:04 AM

Chapter Seventeen: Revelations

The red Esx craft slammed into the side of the building with a moan, as Seraph, in her stolen hovercycle, fired a blaster bolt at it. Tymen smiled weakly, his body bruised and bleeding, as his comrades came in to save the day.

"Nice to see you guys!" Louie shouted, as he fired at the Esx attempting to kill them.

The one that was harassing Tymen turned, and with a evil grin, lept at the hovercycle.

Juiso lept from it, and, with his staff consumed in it's own flame, sliced the Esx in half, fourtnatley the upper part falling from the uppermost levels on which the battle took place, but down to the writhing crowds.

"Tymen, Kovu, Louie, c'mon!" Seraph shouted, former most of them quickly obeying, but Louie and Kovu continued to fire round after round at the Esx, who didn't seem to die very easily.

"Right!" They abandoned there guns, and ran to the hover cycle as it lifted off, barely snagging the bars that protruded from the side. As the hovercycle wheeled around in the direction of the dock when, quite painfully, Kovu and Louie realized they hadn't caught the hovercycle alone, when one of the two Esx that had attached to there legs, reached up and bit clear through the back of Kovu's left knee.

"AAAAH!" He yelped in pain, as the Esx clawed up there backs torward the occupants of the hovercycle.

Seraph prepared to fire her blaster, but was quickly stopped by Louie.

"No! It could destroy the hovercycle."

"You don't expect me to let them kill you and get to us?!" Seraph spat.

"You won't need to." Louie said grimly, then looked to Kovu. The latter, quickly interpreting his plan, nodded.

"Wait, you're not gonna..." Before Seraph could do anything to stop them, they released there grips.

The ship conpensated for the loss of weight, as Seraph opened a comm channel.

"Ducky, were comming in, no bogies...and we've lost Louie and Kovu..."

After the crew had returned to the Penultimate, they quickly disembarked and went into HyperSpace, and then they retreated to the inner bowls of the ship: the rec room.

As they all descended the spiral staircase that connected the medical, tactical, and recreational rooms, the mood instantly changed from the deep, serious one it had been since they left Carrotous to something more hopeful. As a quick description, the floor was rather disco-esque, with lighted tiles that would go on and off. There where two bars, on the left and right side, with three stools each, and a bartender droid on each of them. In the far back was a karoke machine.

"What can I do ya for." The two bartenders said simultaniously. They dispersed amid the two bars, with Seraph, Juiso, and Tymen sat at the one to the left and Tyio, Ducky, and BlackSheep to the right.

"Didn't we just come from a bar scene?" Seraph asked, as she sat down infront of the endlessly glass cleaning droid.

"You think to much." Juiso quipped, as the bartender slid him a Medivian milkshake.

"Didn't we just come from a bar scene?" Tyio asked, as they sat down infront of the bartender droid.

"You think to much." Ducky said, as the droid slid her a Rigelion SynthAle Carrot beer.

"You know I think," Tyio said, swivling in his stool with his Medivian milkshake,"that Seraph just said the same thing over there."

"Why, what?" BlackSheep asked, sipping her Ribblion Lite.

"Chaos theory." Tyio stated.

"Explain." Ducky asked, proping her feet on Tyio.

"Like, for example, every time I drink some of this milkshake, somewhere else in the universe, someone is squirting milkshake out there nose." Once Tyio took a sip of the Medivian milkshake, Juiso, on the otherside of the bar, broke into hysterical laughter and milkshake seeped out of his nose. So, then Tyio decided to take a big gulp, and milkshake spewed from Juiso, as he rolled on the floor in laughter.

Seraph helped Juiso up from his laughting fit.

"Okay, so a duck..." Tymen began, but was stopped by a severe look from Seraph.

"Don't tell it AGAIN." She snapped.

"Okay, okay I won't, if you tell me something, Juiso." Tymen asked, taking a sip from his Ribblion Lite.

"What?"

"Where you're from, why you helped up and how you got that staff?" Tymen posed, and Juiso seemed rather uncomfortable with the question, until he awnsered.

"I grew up in Hagravid...the last electric city, y'know? I was the eldest son in a very rich family. I made excellent grades, and I was the defunct leader amid my peers," he elaborated,

"However, I med someone named Sorett. She tricked me into following her, one time, when I discovered that Sorett was just the staff, looking for a new victim. The Staff of Magma is a parasite, and a drug all in one. It feeds off the energy of your soul. In addition, it sends a regular pulse of energy to you. If you're body doesn't recieve that pulse, if you're more than a thousand feet from the staff, you will die. In Hagravid and by my father, I was exiled as a dark arts user. As I traveled, I became weaker and weaker, till I realized that I was loosing vital energy taken by the staff. The only way to replenish my energy is to do acts of pure good or evil, I opted for the former. But...the more I restore my energy, the more it feeds...so I must travel constantly, doing good deeds whenever possible." Juiso took in a deep breath. Seraph and Tymen looked blankly for a moment, impressed by this tale.

"Wow."

The afternoon turned into night, atleast as well as the internal clock could tell. They all became rather drunk, and began dancing to the tune of a insane song Tyio sang(but had never heard before) around midnight the medical droid transported them to the medical bay for de-intoxication, as they left HyperSpace and arrived at...

Up Next: Chapter Eighteen: The Leaves That Are Green

Kaz

Jul 22, 2001, 10:16 AM

Great chapter... hooray! The balance is restored and Kovu killed himself and Louie!

Jk... but what kind of leaves aren't green?

Ducky

Jul 22, 2001, 06:28 PM

Oh dear...I forgot what I was going to say.

Oh right!

That de-intoxication thing...that sounds painful. Can we not ....never mind.

And Kallakazoo, its a song. Leaves that are Green.

I threw a pebble in a brook..and watched the ripples runa way..and they never made a sound...and the leaves that are greeeeeen turned to brown.

etc etc. Thank you.

Nice chapter, Kovey!

`Ducky

Kaz

Jul 22, 2001, 07:28 PM

Actually, deintoxicination in this story is very simple (the way they do it in the 24th century =P)

Kovu aka Alec

Jul 22, 2001, 08:51 PM

It's the frillin' 29th century in this story, Kaz! http://jazz2.nagcentral.com/forum/images/smiles/icon_biggrin.gif

Thankie all

Kaz

Jul 23, 2001, 08:20 AM

If it's in the 29th century they shouldn't need it at all =P

Kovu aka Alec

Jul 25, 2001, 07:40 PM

Yea, whatever...

Chapter Eighteen: The Leaves That Are Green

...Mosshein.

"Wake up sleepy noggins!" Kaz shouted, as the sun rose over the side of some planet.

"Shut up!" Someone shouted, rather violently.

"*Ahem* we've arrived at our destination!" Kaz beamed.

Begrudginly they filed out of the two rooms, as a random droid served them coffee and tea. Soon they where all around the cockpit, Ducky(out of her reGrow armor, mind you) took the controls today.

"Kaz, where are we?" Seraph asked, sipping some steaming coffee.

"I don't know...there are no radio transmissions comming from the planet." Kaz stated planily.

"Life signs?"

"Tons..." Seraph slumped in the co-pilot seat, then swivled it to face her crew.

"We are here upon the assumption that the next piece of the map Tyio found his here, and ultimatley the complete map will lead us to Symballen's Artifact. However, I pose this to you...who would hide a piece of a map that would ultimatley lead to one of the greatest and most powerful devices in the universe...on a planet with no technology?"

"You're right...we've been sent on a wild goose chase..." Tymen thought, cursing the piece of map.

"Wrong, my foolish minded crewman...only a fool would place such a thing on a well populated planet, rather on a out of the way planet, so only people they wanted to find it could." Seraph chortled.

"Miss Ducky, take us down." She grinned ear to ear, known she was much closer to her prize.

As the small, now battle scarred Penultimate descended through the light cloud cover, it became apparent the depths of Kazooie's statement about the number of life signs. It was covered in large, evergreen forest, interrupted only at times by clear, babbling brooks. There were wheat bound plains, and low hills covered by short, tightly packed grass. There where a few large animals, but most of them where small...with no civilization to speak of.

"What a wonderous place..." BlackSheep remarked, about the time Juiso spotted something.

"Look, there! Some buildings!" He exclaimed, as small cottages with thatched roofs gave way to stone structures, and soon they where over a stone city...of sorts.

"Set us down there, maybe someone can tell us where to get the next piece of the map." Seraph ordered, and with a low humm, the ship set down in a clearing.

"Is the air good?" Seraph asked Kazooie, as they moved to the exit hatch.

"Maybe a little thin for you guys, but it should present no problem."

They then quickly exited the Penultimate, and as soon as they set foot on the lush, springy greenery, the lot of them where swamped by locals.

"Syyvrenok shurnatem...Syyvrenok varkokie!" The natives chanted, as the transalator beacon at the base of the Carrotian's skulls took hold on the language.

"They came from the sky! From the sky!" Thease short, brown creatures that permeated the town said.

Being swamped by escastic locals, the heros gave light smiles and moved deeper through the stone city.

"Welcome to Mosshein." One of them, taller than the rest and with a ornate headress, approached them.

"Thank you." Seraph bowed, and was quickly followed by the others.

"What brings you to our planet?" He asked.

"Where looking for something like this." Tymen blurted out, displaying the shard of the map they had found in Daroth.

"Ah, good, we have that, and are willing to give it to the winner." The taller Mosshienite said.

"Winner?" Juiso asked, confused.

"You see, someone else has come here, looking for the same item." From behind the Mosshienite, strode a tall, muscular figure, with long blonde hair, piercing yellow eyes, and a faceplate, with a escort of twenty Knn soldiers in full combat armor.

"The Demon!" Seraph snapped, recognizing the infamous Knn commander. She pulled for a blaster pistol but the Mosshein shouted to her,

"They'll be no violence today! If you want to compete for the shard...you must go into the Hyai'kalla."

"What's the Hyai'kalla..." Tyio asked, rather confused...Hyai'kalla was Gerenpfpssh for 'cold underwear.'

"It's a test...you must choose a Jechgan, and each of you're Jechgans will race a obstacle course...the winner will receive the shard of the map..." Tyio was dumbstruck, was this some cruel trick fate was playing on him? Jechgan was Gerenpfpssh for 'smelly monkey.'

"What...you're just going to give it to us, just like that?" Tymen asked.

"Well...yes...if one wants something, one should recieve it, if it is as nessecary as you say, that has always been the way of the Purrpurn Namash. Come, you must choose you're Jechgans for the Hyai'kalla." Tyio nearly fell over, Purrpurn Namash was Gerenpfpssh for 'stick your ear in a coffemug.' The lot of them, rather uneasily watching The Demon and his soldiers, passed to the Jechgan bins, being led by the taller Mossheinite.

The Jechgans were apparently water beings, at the pins were basically trowels filled with them. There 'heads were pink cylindars, with a pointed snout, and they had two, long, whiplike red protrusions for porpulsion.

"What about that one, that one is rather robust." Juiso noted, pointing to one of the larger ones.

"We want speed." Tymen scoffed, Juiso replying with a scowl.

"That one...it has longer whip thingies...and it's rather streamlined." BlackSheep stated, pointing to one swimming about in one of the corners. Seraph eyed it sternly, but then her expression then melted to a smile.

"Good call Sheep, hey, you, we want that one." Seraph called over one of the Mossheinites operating the bins.

"Good choice m'lady." Gently, the Mossheinite removed the Jechgan, then placed it in Seraph's hand.

For a moment, Seraph seemed rather daunted, but she spoke weakly after a minute.

"I can hear it's thoughts...it's intelligent, very much so, and it can go very fast, I can see it through it's eyes...yes, this is the one we want."

"Excellent," the taller Mossheinite stated from behind them,"the race will commence in one hour."

As preparations for the race continued, several of the crew members returned to the Penultimate for a bit of a nap, they had been rather rudely awoken upon arrival after all. It was a bizzare twist, them thinking it was early morning, while the sun was setting on the planet.

Although, Seraph decided to have a talk with the taller Mossheinite, named Kremkrokalla(sidenote: Kremkrokalla is a Gerenpfpssh contraction for 'Aliens in you're shorts.')

"So, where you're people ever spacefaring? You speak as if you know of the things beyond you're own world...yet this," Seraph made a sweeping motion over the simple town,"beliyes that..." Kremkrokalla chortled,

"How old are you?"

"Don't awnser a question with a question!" Seraph snapped.

"I said, how old are you?"

"*mumble* 23 *mumble*"

"I could tell, you are still a brash youth, and it is all on you're face, and in you're questions." Seraph's temper was falling,

"I am the cheif commander of twelve thousand soldiers, the largest single military force on my home planet!"

"Yet you abandon it all on some fool hearty mission with nothing but rumors and a hope that you might be able to possibly change the course of history?"

"I have good officers to take my place." Seraph stated, as they walked through a stone pathway. Seraph was in awe of the lush green trees, standing tall and serene above them, and the neat grass beneath them. The sweet smells of life in the air, of birds chirping. Seraph remembered one time, when she was two, just before the Knn attack, she remembered it all so vividly. Her mother crouched, cooing, 'Come little Seraphine, c'mon' and, on weak, wobbly legs she plodded through the lush grass to her, light cascading through the tall trees. But then the Knn came...her mother died, her father became a hardened warrior...and the leaves that were green, turned to brown.

"My ancestor had good officers, really good, at the first sign of danger they launched a warhead that wiped out ninety percent of our population and all our offworld operations. Such a terrible force will never be seen again, all knowledge was destroyed, and we turned to a simpler way of life, a better way, mind you!"

Seraph used every vestige of willpower she had to control her anger at Kremkrokalla.

"You have a good head...but listen, you, prehaps less than you're companions, take many risks, foolish risks on foolish notions...don't. And once you find this...time device of your's, be very careful with it."

"I know what I'm doing..." Seraph said, standing on the last shred of dignity she still held before this clearly wiser leader.

"You may, but you still must be cautious, ten billion years ago someone tried to change the course of history...but history will always repeat itself, always." Seraph had nothing to say, except,

"Er...I think the race is ready."

The two Jechgans swam in a tiny preperation vault, with the whole watery course layed out before them.

"Is everyone present?" Kremkrokalla asked, with the squadron of Knn soldiers in a tight formation, and The Demon standing before them, and Seraph and her crew awaiting a slow-moving Tymen, as he streched from his short nap.

"Yes." The Demon snapped, his course voice rumbling,

"Aye." Seraph stated.

"Then let the Hyai'Kalla begin!" The preperation vault lifted, and the Jechgans barreled down the first, straight part of the course. It was apparent from the start that The Demon's Jechgan was slightly faster than Seraph's. However, Seraph's was rather more agile, as they wove down the first set of loops and sharp turns.

After a breif straight, a series of very sharp turns was about to occur, but, before they did, The Demon's Jechgan ran up just behind Seraph's and, it with snout bit off a portion of the latters porpulsion whips. This

signifigantly cut Seraph's Jechgan's performance, as they bolted through the four 180 turns, then moved to a upward slope. The Jechgans cut through several more such pathways, but, when The Demon's Jechgan bit off a part of the other porpulsion whip, and the weight was once again symetrical, Seraph's took the lead, however slight of a one it was.

As they came to the final leg of the race, it was all up to sheer speed, as the hoop with the word 'Finish' written on it came into the tiny animal's view. The Demon's Jechgan rammed Seraph's, but this act of greed got the better of it, when one of it's whips got entangled by a nail in the crude wooden construction of the course. In no time flat, the Jechgan passed through the finish hoop, winning the race.

"We won! We won! One step closer to Symballen's Archon!" Seraph shouted, and the lot of them jumped up and down.

"Not if I can't bloody help it!" The Demon snapped, and his soldiers opened fire, and several fighters descended from the sky, firing down on them.

And the leaves that were green, turned to brown.

Up Next: Chapter Nineteen: Not Quite Paradise

Ducky

Jul 26, 2001, 03:07 PM

Seven minutes. No, SIX. Six minutes to read thhat. With distractions.

Nifty, KOveyyyy.

`Ducky

Kovu aka Alec

Jul 31, 2001, 10:28 PM

Here it is, you all. Sorry 'bout the delay,

things around here have been, as of late,

busy, and strange, and busy, and strange...

did I mention busy? And strange...

Chapter Nineteen: Not Quite Paradise

Bullets of plasma rammed through the track, overturning it, and then sliced through the Mossheinites behind it.

"To the ship!" Seraph ordered, and the crew ran torward the Penultimate, set down on the far side of the city.

"Oh no you don't!" The Demon hissed, and lept over the massacre, in the middle of the retreating Carrotians. With swats of his large, armored arms, he pushed his way to the one he sought...Tyio.

The Demon snatched the former's neck, rasing him high, all the while crushing his trecha.

"Go...now..." Tyio commanded weakly, as his friends attempted emptyly to free him from the Knn tyrant.

"Now!" Tyio whispered with what remained of his oxygen. Seraph, saying some small acknowledgment, ordered them all to return to the ship, which they did.

"You bloody, dirty, stinking Gerenpfpssh!" The Demon snapped, slowly tightening his grip around Tyio's neck, his feet dangling atleast two feet from the ground.

"How...do you know...the Gerenpfpssh?" Tyio said weakly.

"They've caused me more pain than you can fathom. In the time worn away, thatis. And you're there blasted leader!"

"The Gerenpfpssh...are all dead."

"Good thing I killed them too, before they gained strength."

"Wha--what?" Tyio asked weakly as the Demon still suffocated him.

"I descended upon them, like a great reaper himself! My great warship fired streams of plasma, tearing the city to shreds. Then, when it was toppled and defensless, my soldiers set amid it, using boats, as the water levels had already raised a good deal. It was from the last living Gerenpfpssh, that I garnered the information, as he dangled of the perilous waters, with Garngresk swimming in the overflown banks of the great Bourn river. He told me of a place, a mystic, faraway place, that was the key to my final and true demise. He fortold that the one I had met ten billion year would come, and destroy all that I have worked so hard for!" He screamed, shaking Tyio violently, then hurled him into one of the rock structures, as Mossheinites screamed and ran, being slaughtered by the Knn. He drew a large blaster rifle, and aimed it at the half concious Tyio, as he bled over the tanned rock. But, as the vile Knn tyrant fired his rifle, the bolt of energy did not hit Tyio, but Kremkrokalla, had intercepted it.

His bright and vivid leaders clothing splattered with blood, the Mossheinite fell to the already scorched grass.

"Blast!" The Demon snapped, as Tyio, praising the fallen leader with a silent nod, ducked into the building and fired a few shots from his blaster pistol, to ward off the Demon's advances. Tyio abandoned his barrier of the collum in the building and delved deeper into it, spying a curious green glow. After passing through several corridors, all the while the building being shook by the explosions from the Knn soldiers and fighters craft. Then he found it, sitting on a pedistal of lighten green stone, was a shard not unlike the one he found wedged between the buildings in Arean Daroth. He grasped it, it was his rightful prize afterall, and retrieved the other . They vibrated at there proximity, and when he fitted them together like a jigsaw puzzle, a energy egnited around them and they were fused together.

Outside the desolation worsened. The once paradise of the quiet people was being shredded by shafts of brilliant light, searing through thatch roofs, crumbling stone walls, setting ablaze fields. And the grass was covered in blackened corpses, with the triangular fighters circling high like buzzards.

"Curse you, Kremkrokalla, we had a deal!" The Demon picked up the Mossheinite leader by the scruff of his neck, and, dispite the serious injury he had sustained, he was still alive.

"This was NOT part of the deal, you wretched thing. You were not to harm any of my people, so I performed things as they are customarily done here."

"You call me the wretch?! I should have let the Esx feast on your flesh back on Barshaard!"

"Scampering beasts, feeding on corpses, such a dignifided monstrosity as yourself should have no need of them!"

"Then die!" The Demon again drew his blaster, firing through Kremkrokalla again, and casting him on the steps of a ruined stone building, just as Tyio emerged.

"You!" The Demon snapped, he was horridly annoyed, to say the least. Just as he was about to kill the befuddled Tyio, his back was rained upon by blaster fire, and the Penultimate gloriously hovered above, extending the ladder to Tyio, with BlackSheep, Tymen and Juiso firing the turrets at the fighters above.

"Did you get the shard?!" Seraph shouted down, over the whine of the engines.

"Yeah!" They exited the atmosphere, and the nimble ship moved past the main fleet too quickly for them to respond.

"Excellent...okay, this new piece of the map tells us to go 200 lightyears in a, uh, westwardly direction so uh...200 lightyears to the starboard bow." Tymen decifered, and, without a second thought, Juiso, the makeshift pilot on the motley vessel, sent the Penultimate into hyperspace yet again, to the second planet on the map, there adventure was well underway!

With a clang of the spiral staircase, Ducky descended into the recreational level, yet dispite the flashing colors and the bright music, and grim tone hung in the air. This was pronounced when she saw Tyio at the far end of one of the bars, miserably staring at a Ribbilion Lite.

"Hey Tyio...what's wrong?" She asked, sitting in the chair adjuctant to his.

"It's all our fault..." barely a whisper, Tyio responded.

"Pardon?"

"It's all our fault!" Tyio smashed his fist on the counter, his Ribbilion Lite jiggling from the impact.

"If we hadn't come to that planet none of those people would have died, we drew the Knn fleet there, they fallowed us all the way from Carrotous."

"If we don't get to this planet, we can never save all those who died at the hands of the Knn fiveteen years ago, and that will consequentally save all who were killed today."

"Bloody timetravel, I hate it, I don't know why..."

And so two days and nights passed on the Penultimate, everyone keeping a cheery face outside, but inside there souls were sinking into there boots, for they knew the darkest parts of there voyage lay ahead.

But it was then, on a Thursday morn, the day after the first week of the adventure, Kazooie came barreling down the halls,

"We've arrived, we've arrived!"

The planet Turtani.

Up Next, Chapter Twenty: A Calm Before the Storm, the last chapter of part 2.

Our brave heros come to planet Turtani, but what they find is not what they expect.

Is this even the right place? And who will get the next shard?

Find out, next time!

(yah, I know that was lame)

Ducky

Aug 1, 2001, 05:37 PM

YaY, nice Kovey http://jazz2.nagcentral.com/forum/images/smiles/icon_smile.gif

`Ducky

Tha Psycho

Aug 2, 2001, 02:30 AM

Ya did it again

Kovu aka Alec

Aug 5, 2001, 05:38 PM

Yup...

Chapter Twenty: A Calm Before the Storm

The entire planet of Turtani was blueish green, with four moons that hung in it's sky.

"The whole planet is a gigantic lifesign reading...and I'd wager it's atleast six billion years old." Kazooie stated, listening to the Penultimate as it scanned the system.

"That's pretty old...be prepared for technological superiority, guys." Seraph stated, as the ship glided into the atmosphere.

"Is the air toxic?" Seraph questioned.

"Negative, infact it's largely oxygen...but there are lots of organic particles in the air, and it's very humid..."

As they flew through the atmosphere, nonchalantly, all of a sudden the constant humm of the engines stopped.

"What happened?!" Seraph demanded.

"I dunno, we've lost power to the engines, but were not falling." Juiso stated, looking at the various indicators.

"Trying manuvering thrusters." Juiso flipped some switches and moved the flight stick, but to no avail.

"Negative, it's not working."

"Curses, it's not working...Kazooie, assesment on what's going on." Seraph asked, taking a commanding tone.

"None...it defyes the laws of physics." Suddenly, as if hit by a physical force, Tymen began floating in the air, and his eyes turned from brown to blue.

"Tymen, whats..." BlackSheep began but, just as suddenly and just as ominously, a form appeared in the clouds ahead of them. It looked humanoid, but it had a squidlike head, and it was entirely made of cloud, except where the eyes should be shone two brilliant, menacing red lights.

"Ook'Tagoth nammala syesm," Though loud and deep, the voice(presumadley eminating from the cloud-figure) was fluid and soothing, but with a edge.

"Trespassers beware," Tymen said, in a altogether similair voice, but it became apparent he was being controlled by the prescence.

"Orfkamm uyluoyok eetmad Askaamla,"

"The secrets hidden by the eldest of the Ancients,"

"Preyn qudoson xelhuuaa buerna,"

"Are not for Demons or spirits,"

"Cvv Ka'konok, evpress Yulolulmada,"

"The Grey and the Black rend this place,"

"Ieyah weskrop maroonat varuylen,"

"Only he who stepped through the fires of darkness,"

"Juut tryemmrunn wakrusk oiunzaash,"

"May survive,"

"Estaron eyukan, jefan qweet mehad nelupius, varqus ned, ofan Knn ofan Jidem ofan Sikrem Teradoss."

"To four worlds, black and blacker, exclude Aad, of the Knn of the Jidem of Demon's Teradoss."

"Sufak...nimelan asanta Askaamla."

"Damned be those who come to the home of the Ancients." The apperition of cloud exploded violently and Tymen fell to the floor, unconcious.

"Uh...power has been restored to our engines...we're continuing our descent..."

The crew of the Penultimate discovered, soon after she set down, that the entire planet was a swamp. They had deployed a raft, and were rowing to a island of sorts, all the while seeing large beasts pick a curious eye out of the water to spy them, then sink back in just as quickly.

"I don't like this place...I don't like this place atall." Seraph said, barely above a whisper.

"It stinks...and there are no signs of civilization, dispite how old the planet is...Tyio, are you sure this is the right planet, where are a good deal of star systems near here?" Seraph turned accusingly to Tyio.

"Yes, I'm certain, this is the star system exactly two hundred lightyears from Mosshein." Seraph snorted.

"Strange beings in the clouds...water beasts of sorts...and it stinks, great, just great."

"Turtani..." Tyio said.

"Ah, what a keen thing to name this place..." Seraph stated.

"Hm? Oh...it's just Gerenpfpssh for 'stinking'...I didn't intend."

"I don't care, it's Turtani, planet Turtani, and what a appropriate name."

"It might...already have a name." BlackSheep said.

"I doubt it, there's no civilization, I wager, and thease fellows," She picked up one of the beatle like things that were climbing up the side of the raft, "sure haven't named it." They rowed for about two hours more, until they arrived at the banks of the largest solid island they had seen.

Not that it very solid, far from it, composed mainly of mud and sand, with thin trees lightly rooted in the soft earth, it indeed was far from

being solid. However, it was apparently the best this boggy planet could offer, atleast in this region, as Ducky piloted the raft up onto the

banks.

"Based on what we saw in the water," Seraph began as she disembarked from the raft, hefting a shotblaster,

"I wouldn't want to be caught by aything onland." Her crew nodded, each selecting one of the weapons they had brought with them.

"Okay, we form search parties," Seraph ordered, in her usual, clan commander's tone, "Look for civilization, or the shard itself, once you

fire something, fire a white signal flare, if you're under attack and require assistance, fire a blue flare, if you're under attack, but it is futile

for us to attempt a rescue, fire a red flare. Understood, men?" Ducky and BlackSheep made a phlemy *ahem* sound, showing there disapproval at Seraphs gender specific statement. The Seraph screamed, right in there faces,

"UNDERSTOOD, MEN?!" With quiet resignation, they stepped back, as Seraph selected the search groups.

"Tymen, you're with me, Tyio, with Juiso, Ducky and BlackSheep, you're together, report back here in three hours." Seraph said, after giving her first, very captian like speech since they escaped from Carrotous.

"Yes sir!" They resounded, and then spread into the humid underbrush of 'Turtani.'

"Just my luck getting paired up with you..." Juiso murmurs once there out of earshot from the others, he probably didn't intend for Tyio

to hear it, but his keen Akaeliian ears picked it up anyway.

"You're grouchier than that Tymen chap, and what's so bad about me, anyway?" Tyio snapped, as he ducked under a branch.

"You're so full of yourself on the Akaelian pride crap. And besides, you stole the Albatross, and then we had to rescue you."

"Humph, I was the one who saved you from the Esx on Tubelectric."

"Seraph did most of the work."

"Shut up, back when you were in diapers I led the Akaelian revolution, and was about to excecuted in a most glorious manner until Ducky saved me."

"And, you're feelings for her are not well hid, do you seriously think she'd care about some piece of scum Akaelian."

Tyio remained silent, deciding it was best to save his malice for later...

"Uh, thanks for choosing me, commander." Tymen fumbled, as he pushed through the brush.

"Think nothing of it, really, I mean, you're the son of the Duke of Daroth, if Daroth still held any power, but any case, that demands respect." Seraph smiled.

"That's my past...I'm not the son of any Duke anymore..."

"Fine then, I trust you over the others, and I'd like to consider you my friend...or something." Seraph winked...and Tymen hoped she wasn't hinting at what he thought she was, he recalled the last time he got that close to someone...like that, a image of Dehmali slashing him across the chest comes and fades in a instant. Suddenly, a blue flare shoots up in the sky, about a hundred feet northwest of there current position.

"Someone's found something!" Seraph shouts, and they take running through the soggy soil, torward the fading pillar of blue smoke.

Being slapped across the face by twigs does little for ones self esteem, but they got to the source of the flare soon enough, BlackSheep and Ducky.

"Hey guys, what's up, what've you found?" Seraph asks, a little out of breath, but the instant she does her own question has already been awnsered, stoof before her, there where multitudes of aquatic like beings, frogs, turtles, crabs, only with manipulates, moving through a camp(or so it appeared at the time) made out entirelly of wood, with thease crossing a lake on the swamp beasts much like the ones seen on the way to the island, only tame.

Tyio and Juiso arrived just as one of them, a turtle like being, crept up to them.

"Welcome to Turtani."

Epilouge

The Demon stood, silent as space, unmoving as stone, staring into the dark abyss.

"Tyio." He hissed between his teeth, atlast.

"Ten billion years ago he defeated me, and he is destined to do it again, I must stop him..." Suddenly, the door to his chamber hissed, and

a Knn officer stepped in.

"Sir, there is someone here to see you, I believe it is of grave importance."

"Fine, fine! Show them in." The Demon stated, his constantly thin temper showing. Deftly, and silently)(to you or I's ears, but The Demon heard it well enough.)

"You again." The Demon hissed.

"Yes, I'm back."

"I thought you were killed back on Carrotous."

"So did I." Asari chuckled.

"Well, what is it? What do you want this time? You couldn't possibly tell me anything I don't already know about the enemy."

"It's not about them, it's about you, I know who you are."

"Who am I then?" The Demon chortled, turning to face Asari, his shoulders shrugged.

"You were the one they thought they destroyed when time was worn away, you are the scourge, the destroyer of galaxies, you are...

Teross."

Up Next: Part Three: The End, Chapter Twenty One: Decades in a Bottle,

Our heros are on Turtani, planet of water and mystery, but, thease jolly people seem to have no knowledge of the shard, and something very strange is happening to time. And Asari is back in action, with Teross close at hand, can our heros survive the comming onslaught?

Find out next time on Sureal!

Ducky

Aug 6, 2001, 06:17 AM

Ooh. Spifferlee.As if thats even a word.

Continuify. Pleasefulness. http://jazz2.nagcentral.com/forum/images/smiles/icon_smile.gif

`Ducky

Kaz

Aug 6, 2001, 01:14 PM

ugh... that's strange... I remember something (I think it was on TV) like a mission... and some people were hoping the other team survived and were looking for a flare becuase they had heard something loud... but instead of going they waited and waited for a blue flare... but instead only got a red flare...

Kovu aka Alec

Aug 6, 2001, 05:08 PM

You talkin 08th MS Team, Kaz?

Yea, I totally stole that from that show...

Hareoic

Aug 6, 2001, 06:05 PM

*REALLY wants to be in as a hero using extreme smarts and psychic powers*

Kaz

Aug 6, 2001, 10:11 PM

Even though I cannot see the 4th page right now I CLAIM THE 5TH PAGE!!! BWAHAHAHA

EDIT

Under extreme negotiations, pages 1,2, and 5 will be owned by Kovu once he has posted the next chapter.

Violet CLM

Aug 7, 2001, 01:00 AM

Not again, Kaz. You're unfair.

Kaz

Aug 10, 2001, 06:58 PM

While I'm at it, I shall do the forgotten and unheard of and claim the first and second page!!!

I OWN 80% OF KOVU'S TOPIC!!!

Kovu aka Alec

Aug 10, 2001, 07:37 PM

Gimme the pages Kaz, right NOW!

If you don't I will stop writing Sureal and everybody will be REALLY mad at you!

So fork 'em over, NOW! http://jazz2.nagcentral.com/forum/images/smiles/icon_biggrin.gif

Kaz

Aug 10, 2001, 11:08 PM

Nevar!!! But I shall trade you page 2 for page 4!

Violet CLM

Aug 11, 2001, 12:24 AM

*Deletes all the pages* Oopsie.....

Kovu aka Alec

Aug 11, 2001, 06:58 AM

oh well, too bad Kazamaman.

*grabs infinite power switch that once turned off will delete all Sureal based content for thirty lightyears*

Ducky

Aug 11, 2001, 08:39 AM

Um..

`Ducky

Hareoic

Aug 11, 2001, 08:50 AM

*blows up Kaz*

Oops, what am I doing here and what did I do...?

Ducky

Aug 11, 2001, 05:03 PM

You are reading a brillant story. So sit down and listen. I'm in it. *squirms excitedly*

*steals everything from Kaz while he battled Kove with a spoon*

`Ducky

Kaz

Aug 11, 2001, 06:15 PM

mwahaha, I still have all the pages! Well, except for page 4

Coppertop

Aug 13, 2001, 10:53 AM

Woo! Haven't been on in a while, but Kove, ya just keep getting better!

Kaz

Aug 17, 2001, 05:17 PM

Lalala... WHEN'S THE NEXT CHAPTER?! I EXPECTED IT AT MIDNIGHT?! HMM?!

Kovu aka Alec

Aug 17, 2001, 07:07 PM

WELCOME TO THE APOKALLYIPSIS EXTRAVAGANZA!

From now until monday, you'll get one chapter a night? Is that great or what?

Well, here's the first installment:

Part Three: The End

Prolouge

Again, Teross laughed.

"Well! You've found me out then. I am indeed as you say, Teross, one of the seven rebellors from the Darkness. I've lived through all that was the original universe, and all that is this, and I am above all of it! I am the true master of fate!" Teross spread his arms far, to prove he encompassed all. Asari smiled, but it was masked by her cowl.

"Indeed...but, if thy wishes it, how did you survive the apocalypse of the original universe??"

"Evil endures all, once cast into hell, I hid as a lowly peon, until I could slip back into a new dimension, since the etheral is unnafected by actions in the physical." Asari nodded, understanding now.

"Now, you tell me, how did you find this out? I am the only one that still exists from the original universe."

"Nay...there exists another."

"Too true...so, they've finally returned, have they?"

Chapter Twenty One: Fortelling of the Legend

Music resounded through the lightly rooted trees. Beings of all manner swung through the trees torward a mass of glowing orbs, as night had alread fell.

"Indeed? You came from a place ten trillion island tortise shells away? Such a sojurn I could not bear." A alligator like creature commented in a booming voice across the hard wood table, covered in alien delectables of all sorts.

"In a manner of speaking, yes." Seraph commented, then stuffed her face with a lettuce like plant, covered in a red sauce.

"Were you taken by the back of a Jemendad?" With eyes swiviling, something rather like a crab asked.

"Come, come now! Let us not bear our guests of honor with tedious questions!" A turtle like being, the same one that had greeted them, with cords of vegetable hanging from his mouth as he spoke in another, throaty voice.

"So! What brings you to our humble island?" The turtle turned, patting Tymen on the back with one massive claw and shoving food into his mouth with the other.

"Well..." Tymen mumbled, straining to eat without utensils, a bit of noble blood shining through.

"We come looking for an artifact, a piece of a map."

"Then it is the oracle you should see!" A frog from a distant part of the massive table piped in.

"The oracle!"

"The oracle! Yes!"

"Go see the O' mighty oracle!" Voices sprung forth from all around the table, amid the constant humm of talking.

"Where does the oracle live?" Tyio asked, taking a chunk out of some meat.

"Atop the highest tree." The turtle commented.

"Great! Let's go!" BlackSheep stood up, but the alligator quickly snapped out,

"No, eat, drink first, then the oracle you shall see." The feast, in honor of the guests from afar, continued late into the night, the merryment sent to a rythm by the song of thousands of crickets. It was well past midnight, when a good percentage of the feasters were drunken or asleep, that Ducky asked about the oracle,

"The festivites seem to have died down...can we see the oracle now?" The turtle gave a deep laugh.

"I dunna know, can you? Haha! Come, come, let us see the oracle!" As the turtle fell into his slow, steady trot the rabbits fell behind him. Eventually, they came to a massive tree, which roots spread though the entirety of the soft soil, very wide around, with soft, moist bark.

"This, my companions, is the tallest tree on all of our island." Without another word, the turtle turned and stuck his claws into the bark and began ascending it. The others found protruding pieces of bark and climbed. All except Seraph.

"Seraph? You comming?" Juiso looked down, inquisitivley.

"Ah..yea...you see, I've a bit of a fear of heights..." She nervously stated, obviously not wanting to loose face amid her crew.

"Don't worry, I'll climb below you so if you fall I can catch you, hows that." With great caution, Seraph sunk her fingers into the soft wood.

"Very well." Then, thought of a way to maintain pride, "I mean, if I had lived someplace other than the desert, where it's very flat, I'm sure I would've." Realizing her words fell on deaf ears, she angrily became silent. They procedded up the massive tree, unevenfully, until they were about three fourths up.

"We're almost there!" The turtle bellowed down, at the top of the group. No sooner than this had been said, then a squish SPPLURT could be heard as a piece of bark gave way and Seraph went plummeting. She clawed futily at the bark as she descended, just sending more wet wood flying.

Just a soon as it seemed death was inevitable, she rammed into the Juiso that was quite a few feet below her, as he'd promised. But Juiso had not expected this turn of events, and began falling, until with lightning speed, he retreived his staff and shot it into the bark, some of the water beetles crawling out of the puncture.

"That was too close." Shortly thereafter they arrived at the tip of the massive tree, upon which was set a small hut, completly dark on the inside.

"You've come, as I predicted, Anatius." The turtle, Anatius, as apparently his name was, gave a nod and replied,

"Indeed I have, father Genyisix, I have brought seven travellers from afar, they wish to speak to you."

"Yes..." Genyisix replied, still entombed in shadow. Then, that changed, he stuck his head out. It was similiar to Anatius' in shape, turtle like, but his eye's glowed red and he was covered in long, strips of material.

"What is it you wish to know?" He asked, his voice hallow and airy.

"We seek a piece of a map..." Seraph said, hoping that would be a sufficient explanation.

"Yes...you will have it." He extended a massive claw like Anatius', only much older and very wrinkled. In it there was a glint of stone.

"Under...a condition."

"What is it?" Tyio asked rather abruptly.

"When you reach you're destination, tell the one you meet there this; Anmad namelad Teradoss aresux Apokallyipsis." He opened his claw, and Seraph quickly snatched it, fearing he might change his mind, then fused it with the other two pieces of the map.

"As soon as the sun flys above the horizon in the marrow, you must leave, for every day spent here equals one month in time away from here." They were shocked to hear this, and, in response, they hustled down the tree quickly. Night was restless for them, and tiredly they left at sun up, and departed the watery world.

"Okay *yawn* what's our next destination?" Juiso asked, his eyes abit saggy.

"It's..." Seraph's voice froze.

"What?" Tyio asked, shoving up to see the map."

"According to this, the planet we go to next is...

Knnryshaa."

Up Next: Chapter Twenty Two: Sky Over Enemy Homeworld. The next planet on the map is the homeworld of those dastardly Knn?

And Asari is back in town and prepping for some revenge!

Looks like our heros are in for some trouble.

You better get ready, for next time on Sureal!

Kaz

Aug 17, 2001, 08:04 PM

Strange... strange yet interesting as the plot thickens.

Violet CLM

Aug 17, 2001, 08:06 PM

Every night? Oh wait, just until monday. EVERY NIGHT FOREVER!!!!!!!!! Oh well. Keep at it, and continue. (Duh)

Coppertop

Aug 17, 2001, 08:29 PM

Woo hoo!

MOREEEE!!!!!

defalcon

Aug 18, 2001, 04:38 AM

Go Kovu!

Ducky

Aug 18, 2001, 01:43 PM

http://jazz2.nagcentral.com/forum/images/smiles/icon_smile.gif Very spiffy.

Um, you know that whole Dream of Blue turtles or whatnot, whats that from? cos I knew, but now I forgot..

Teehee ;D

`Ducky

Hareoic

Aug 18, 2001, 02:43 PM

Geniyisix? Did you put me in under that name? Hmmmmm...

Kaz

Aug 18, 2001, 09:53 PM

Kovu, you owe us two chapters...

Kovu aka Alec

Aug 18, 2001, 10:09 PM

So, you've found me out, eh Ducky? So I did steal the name, but it sounded really cool! And it fit with the plot...

don't tell anyone were I got it from tho(if you remember)

and...no, Gen, I didn't even consider that...

Genyisix has a completely diffrent meaning.

(I'll give you a hint, it's really important, think about Genyisix's message, namely the last word, remove and add some

letters, and you'll be that much closer to figuring the story out...)

If no one get's it then I'll tell you I guess.

Chapter Twenty Two: Sky Over Enemy Homeworld

"The Knn homeworld?!" A reply came up almost simultaniously amid the crew.

"According to this...yea." Seraph replied glumly. They all slumped in there seats.

"How're we supposed to retrieve a small piece of map on a planet covered in hostiles.

"I may have a awnser to that." Kaz, in his usual annoying voice, said as he appeared from the technological intestines of the Penultimate.

"What is it this time, Kaz?" Tymen asked, rather irritated.

"We've found pieces of the map at the same latitude and longitudinal position on each planet, therefore the need to search is dramatically decreased." Kaz piped in, acting rather proud afterward.

"Wow, you were actually useful for once, Kaz, what do you say, captian, do we go for it?" Juiso asked, still handling the controls. Seraph stood, rubbing her chin, pondering for a long while, until she finally said,

"I suppose we really don't have a choice."

Asari looked over the various indicators in the Beagle, as it cruised through the dry, orange sky of Knnryshaa.

"Commander, we've reached NAV Epsilon, orders?" A garbled message came over the comm.

"Good, set down the craft, and impart upon the ground troops that they may come our way." Asari said in her eloquent tounge.

"Roger." Teross had laughed when Asari requested the use of his troops to intercept the Penultimate when it came knocking for the fourth piece of the map that would lead them to the Symballen's Archon. And he gladly handed over command.

With deft movements belying her years, Asari set down the triangular Knn fighter in the red sand of Knnryshaa. With hydraulic power, the view panel lifted and Asari stood from the cockpit, the constant slight breeze moving her hair.

"You! Have my active armor ready by the time we ambush the Penultimate!" Asari ordered to a Knn soldier as they passed by.

"Yes, sir, erm, ma'im." Asari lept from her fighter, as the sounds of tanks and mecha could be heard stomping up over the horizon.

"This time, Tymen, I'll be ready, and you will die."

Knnryshaa was considerably closer to Turtani than Turtani was to Mosshein, so the trip through the bowels of HyperSpace was a short one. It was six o'clock ship time(and nine Knn time) when the Penultimate left HyperSpace. However, no one was at the cockpit at the time, it was being piloted by Kazooie. Everyone was in the lower levels, the planning room.

"Okay, in review, Kaz will maintain orbit at a stable la grange point from the planet. We'll take down the entry craft and land one mile away from the presumed location of the shard. We'll move in silently, and let's hope we evade enemy detection. Should we get into a fight, the objective will be obtaining the shard, not taking out enemies. Understood?" Seraph asked, as a three dimensional image of the terrain they were about to cover, mostly plains, rotated beneath her.

"Understood." They all replied, and in turn, Seraph turned to her comm. unit.

"Kaz, are we in stable orbit?"

"Yes, captian."

"And we've yet to encounter resistance."

"Yes, I know it's odd, but if one were to attack the planet, this would be a strategically unsound place to do it, so I imagine they keep it rather lightly guarded." Kaz intoned over the comm.

"Very well. Men, suit up, we enter the atmosphere in one hour!"

The camp set up in wait for the Penultimate was rather busy, with hovertanks and mecha milling about and being repaired by plethora of engineers. Asari sat under a brightly lit, insect infested tent, meditating as a number of majors discussed the attack amid themselves.

"Anmad namelad Tyioden atemus Genyiysus." The words ran through her mind. What did they mean?

They weren't Gerenpfpssh, she was well learned in all the languages of Carrotous, and this was not one of them. However, it bore a striking similarity to Gerenpfpssh, the word Anmad resembled Annad, which ment 'ultimate destiny' and atemus which had a similarity to atamus, which meant 'the alliance of.' It was the word namelad that eluded her. It was not Carrotian, not Gerenpfpssh, not Akaelian Gerenpfpssh or Wastish, or any other language she had commited to memory in her time wandering Carrotous. Tyioden and Genyiysus seemed to be names. Then she considered the figure himself. A being of mystery, with red eyes and large claws. He had told her that truth, not revenge awaited her at the end of her journey. She attempted to kill him for that comment, but some hidden aura prevented her from doing so. As if she were under the beings controlled. She had to get her revenge aginst Tymen, curse the prophecies of a old turtle! And she had to find the Archon, for it contained all the awnsers.

The crew of the Penultimate was armed to the teeth, and the entry craft had a weapon or two aswell. The entry craft was a small craft that could barely carry the crew, used for situations were it would be prohibitive for the main ship to drop off troops, it could be used to glide through the re-entry plasma and had enough retro rocket fuel to escape a medium sized planet's gravity.

"Open bay doors." Seraph ordered barely above a whisper.

"Opening bay doors, bay door opened." Kaz chimed, as the massive mechanical doorways opened and Knnryshaa stood beneath them, a vast, red wastland.

"Release docking vice."

"Releasing docking vice, docking vice relased." The entry craft floated out of the Penultimate now, into the vastness of space.

"Keep a sharp eye out, Kaz." Tymen threw in for good measure.

"Don't worry, I will."

Juiso, seemed to have taken a permanant piloting position, edged the tiny ship out of orbit, and it began the chaotic descent into the planets atmosphere. The entry craft shone like a brilliant red beacon aginst the black sky of night, and Seraph was concerned, with good reason, that the enemy could pinpoint her.

With great irrevrence, Asari snapped out of meditation, a single eye locking onto the image of the descending entry craft, far in the distance.

"They're here!" She shouted, and made a run for a nearby mech a massive rocket cannon. With her ninja like agility, she climbed up the mech's legs and to the torso, and shoved the pilot off the side.

"Away, knave!" Frantically, she pressed a series of buttons and the mech went online, the cockpit shutting around her. A targeting diamond appeared, and she painstakingly lined it up with the small target, even with the zoom at maximum, of the entry craft. Once aligned, the pressed a button on a command stick.

And a rocket burst from the mech's cannon.

Up Next: Chapter Twenty Three: Escape from Enemy Homeworld!

With there only way out destroyed, and no way to contact Kaz, how can our massively outnumbered hero's survive? Or will Asari and the Knn win?

You better get ready, and find out, next time on Sureal!

Bah...

Kaz

Aug 18, 2001, 10:25 PM

Augh! Kovu! Dangit! If you really wanted to be stealth, you would have sent out fake rockets!

Kovu aka Alec

Aug 20, 2001, 06:26 PM

Uh, yah...

Chapter Twenty Three: Escape From Enemy Homeworld

The rocket burst through the entry craft, fortunatley it did not explode immediatley, but it threatened to do so. Seraph snapped out an order,

"Abandon ship!" In there battle garb, they lept off the side of the destroyed entry craft. In full active armor, they plummeted like rocks, and had to fire there manevering thrusters to avoid a unpleasant landing, dispite the fact that someone might see it and figure out they weren't on the entry craft. It appeared they were luckier than that, as all the Knn congegated on the crashed entry craft and not them.

"Everyone survive in one piece?" Tymen whispered through the comm. Followed by a number of 'yeses' or confermative grunts.

"Okay, now here's the plan." Seraph began, as she scanned the base with her nightvision visor.

"While there checking out the entry craft, we sneak into the base and steal a mecha, one person pilots it to cause chaos in the camp, while the rest of us search for the shard. Who voleenteers?" Seraph turned to them, hoping she wouldn't have to single someone out.

"I'll go." Tyio raised his hand, the active armor mechanically hissing.

"Great, great, then let's move out." There they split, Tyio moving torward the camp, while the others began there search.

"So, what exactly are we looking for?" Ducky asked.

"Something metal." Juiso quickly awnsered.

"No, something rock." Tymen rebuked.

"Why something rock?" Seraph asked, her curiosity buried by commanderness.

"Think about it, on Carrotous the shard was made of glass-like crystal, found in a city of glass. On Mosshein the shard was stone, because of the stone buildings. On Turtani, the shard was made of wood, for obvious reasons. So it follows that, since the whole planet is a rocky desert, the shard would be made of a similair rock."

"Good luck, that'll be like finding a needle in a haystack." BlackSheep interjected.

"Prehaps you needn't find it atall." A sharp voice said. They whipped around and barely saw in the black sky, Asari, holding something that looked like a shard of the map in one hand, and a blaster in the other.

"You!" Seraph snapped. Immediatley, Asari fired a bolt of energy, which moved so quickly Seraph couldn't hope to dodge, and it silently pierced her armor, and flew further out her back.

Eyes full of shock and anger, Seraph collapsed to the ground.

Half the camp was at the site of the entry fighter, a advantage, Tyio decided, as he snuck around the cloth walls of the make-shift camp. He heard a patrol of two soldiers two soldiers about to pass by. Slowly, he un holstered his gun, then jumped straight in there path, shooting one immediatley, and then knocking out the other with a well placed kick.

"No!" Juiso filled with rage and charged Asari, with staff ablaze in his hand. Once he was near enough, he struck at her head, but with one arm behind her back(literally) Asari blocked it. Juiso then attempted to lunge at her, but he large sword snapped his staff in half when she blocked it. Since Juiso's life was tethered to the staff's well-being, he staggered back, precious life force lost. Taking advantage of this, Asari reeled back, then thrust her sword through Juiso. He spat up some blood, and uttered a silent curse, then collapsed to the rocky earth of Knnryshaa. The others stood back in controlled fury, they obviously couldn't match Asari in gunnery or swordsmanship.

"Will no one stand to stop me?" Asari cackled, her cloak wafting in the night.

"Fine. Then perish!" She fired a blast at BlackSheep, again so quickly the rabbit couldn't respond, and she fell over. Then she ran up with her incredibile speed, and lept behind Ducky, sinking her sword into her back.

Tymen could only stand and watch, with rage building inside of him, as his companions fell, the rock stained red.

"Well, we meet again, Tymen." Asari laughed, brandishing her blood stained sword.

"How...how do you know me?! What do you want from me!" Tymen slunk back a pace, but drew his own sword. Asari grabbed her cowl and pulled it down,

"Still don't recognize me?" Tymen did not reply, only stood his ground. In a instant, Asari lept at him, and then pinned him to the rock.

"Then, how about a name, being, Dehmali." With that word, Tymen's hidden past was exposed, and he scrambled to recover it.

"D-Dehmali?"

"Yes, that's my alias, my true name is indeed Asari. Curse you...now I will have my ultimate revenge for what you did to me!"

"I? Did to you?" Using his ages old combat training, he shifted his weight, tucked his legs, then kicked Asari off of him.

"You're the one who betrayed me after catching me from that fall! I should've guessed you're intent was to kill me all along!" Tymen shouted, and the two lept at each other, becoming embroiled in a duel.

"What?!"

Tyio hoped he wouldn't be singled out amid the sparse inhabitants of the camp. He was nearly a foot shorter than a Knn soldier, the clothes he stole from the patrolers barely fit, and had to put a cloth over his mouth and nose, the only exposed parts that could be used to differentiate the two species.

"Shmettlainat!" A large, decorated Knn approached him. Knn cursed under his breath, he was speaking Knn. Instead, he performed a silent salute he'd seen a Knn use.

"Askremak, iumprod?" Iumprod sounded like Iimprod, a Gerenpfpssh word, which means scarf or cowl. Prehaps he asked why he had the cloth over his mouth.

"*cough* *cough* wreskrok *cough* *cough*." He mumbled wreskrok, the Gerenpfpssh word for sick, hoping it was similiar to the Knn word for it. The Knn commander nodded and walked away. With a deep sigh, Tyio continued on torward the mecha he'd spotted.

The deadly duel between Asari and Tymen continued on,

"More trickery! I know what I know, and I have the scars to prove it! You filthy traitor."

"You're nothing more than a rich duke's son, and that's all you'll ever be!" Asari slashed, and Tymen blocked, and then he returned. The fight continued in this way for several minutes, and Tymen became incresingly aware that the Knn had abandoned the entry craft and were heading his way.

All that changed, as a massive blast from a rocket launcher stuck the earth right behind Asari, sending her hurtling several feet behind and above Asari. At the end of the trail of smoke, stood a massive mech!

Up Next: Chapter Twenty Four: Gold And Tears

Strange new worlds await our heros, if they can get off Knnryshaa! Will this mech kill Tymen? And will the other, injured crewmen get medical attention in time? And how will they get off the planet?

You better get ready, and find out, next time on SUreal!

Violet CLM

Aug 21, 2001, 02:04 AM

BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! KILL THEM ALL!!!!!!!!!

Oh sorry, I get a little eccentric at times. I MEANT to say that you did a great bit of work, and should continue or BE SENTENCED TO FIREY OBLIVION!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Ducky

Aug 21, 2001, 05:12 AM

No, too late, it looks like there all dead. Wheeee.

Narf. I can't remember, Kovu, fneh.

Well anyway continue, yes, spiffy chapters, etc ec, whatever I'm supposed to say, I'm rather tired.

`Ducky

Coppertop

Aug 21, 2001, 04:44 PM

Join the club, Ducky.

Ruxor, Kove, as always!

Kaz

Aug 21, 2001, 07:23 PM

You'll owe us 3 chapters in 38 minutes!

MWahaha, ruxor story indeed!

Tha Psycho

Aug 21, 2001, 09:42 PM

Cool!

Kovu aka Alec

Aug 22, 2001, 12:56 PM

3?! ARE YOU OUT OF YOU'RE MIND????

I do have other things to do that write stories, y'know.

Violet CLM

Aug 22, 2001, 02:35 PM

Make them really tiny.

Chapter 1:

And

Chapter 2:

they

Chapter 3:

all

Kaz

Aug 22, 2001, 04:08 PM

I miscalculated, but you do owe us like 2 chapters give or take.

Coppertop

Aug 22, 2001, 06:57 PM

On , Kovu aka Alec wrote:

3?! ARE YOU OUT OF YOU'RE MIND????

I do have other things to do that write stories, y'know.

What? You have other things to do? I can't believe that. Write!

Violet CLM

Aug 22, 2001, 07:32 PM

It's after monday, you know. He's under no more obligation to write.

Tha Psycho

Aug 22, 2001, 10:06 PM

It's like we have a gun against Kove's head and he has to write...hmmm....that's not good for him, i think http://jazz2.nagcentral.com/forum/images/smiles/icon_lol.gif

Ducky

Aug 23, 2001, 01:46 PM

Koveeeey.

`Ducky

Hareoic

Aug 23, 2001, 02:14 PM

Can I be in this cool story?

Coppertop

Aug 23, 2001, 02:18 PM

No more obligation to write? What if he doesn't? That'd make him a Kiku-did I say that?

j/k

Hareoic

Aug 23, 2001, 02:28 PM

Egad!

Kaz

Aug 23, 2001, 06:15 PM

No, actually, he owes us a chapter for saturday I think...

Kaz

Aug 23, 2001, 06:15 PM

I claim the 6th page!

defalcon

Aug 23, 2001, 10:59 PM

Aw Kaz, you're really mean. Wait till Kovu finds out. http://jazz2.nagcentral.com/forum/images/smiles/icon_wink.gif

Ducky

Aug 24, 2001, 07:13 AM

*loudly* I'm changing the channel!! There's nothing on THIS one except commercials.

Kaz is mean.

`Ducky

Coppertop

Aug 24, 2001, 01:42 PM

Yah, Kovey's going to throw a fit.

Um, actually, I hope not. That way he can't type.

Kovu aka Alec

Aug 24, 2001, 03:02 PM

THROWING FIT NOW!!!!!

GAHG! FINE CHAPPIIE HERE NOW!

Chapter Twenty Four: Gold and Tears

Tymen stood aginst the massive mechanical monster. He knew he was going to end up dead from this endavour, there was no way out of it. Then, just as the smoke from the missile dissapated, a voice came over the mecha's loudspeaker.

"Come on, Tymen, we don't have all day!" This was, unmistakably, the voice of,

"Tyio!" Tymen shouted.

"No foolin', hop in." Tyio said, extending the mecha's hand. Tymen did so, loaded the unconcious others onto the mech aswell, hoping it wasn't too late. Just before he lept onto it himself, he spyed the shard Asari was holding, quickly grabbing it, he jumped into the hand. Tyio then drew the hand up, opening the cargo hatch and placing them in.

"Okay Tymen, I'm going to try and escape the planet's gravity." Tyio checked off to Tymen though a comm. unit, as he sat in the cargo hold.

"Erm, okay." With pure fury, the thrusters on the back of the mech kicked into action, and, slowly, the mech lifted off the ground.

"I only have ten thousand mega-liters of fuel, I don't know if that'll be enough, so hold onto you're shorts." Tyio noted. Tymen nodded in response, then asked,

"Isn't that a lot?"

"When you're talking about rocket propellant, it's like a sip of tea." The whine of the thrusters was insane, and Tymen barely heard it when the Knn began bombarding the mech. But he certaintly felt it. The unconcious at his feet began knocking around inside the broad cargo hold, and he himself fell over and was being knocked into them.

"We're three miles high, almost out of the atmosphere." Tyio checked off, a parting shot knocked off one of the mecha's legs, but at the last instant it escaped the atmosphere and into the void.

What they saw did not please them. A massive fleet of Knn warships surrounded them, and being brough into the docking bay of the Demon's personal ship was the Penultimate."

"Dang it, Tymen get into the cockpit." Tyio ordered, and Tymen passed effortlessly through the network of passages to reach the cockpit.

"Yea?" Tymen asked.

"I wan't you to take two of the healthiest members of the crew into the cockpit, then jettison the cargo hold. Use the subspace drive in the mech, and take it to the next planet."

"What? Why aren't you going? Why are we jettisoning the cargo hold?!"

"Those people up there are really hurt, medical attention from the enemy is better than dying cold and alone in space! I'll go along, since I'm the healthiest I'll be able to break us out."

"I can go, you should pilot the ship."

"No, no, I have to go with the cargo bay, it's to important, they could all die any minute now."

"You don't trust me? Do you think I'll defect to the Knn?! I've had plenty of chances!" Tymen shouted. Tyio grabbed Tymen's shoulders and shook him.

"Don't you under stand!? I have to go, I have to get there as soon as possible! I must save her!" Tymen understood perfectly Tyio's meaning, and the latter cursed himself for revealing his true reason for going with the cargo hold.

"I'll...bring Seraph and Juiso down...they seemed the least hurt."

"It'll take ten days to get to the next planet, since this mecha is only outfitted with a subspace drive, do you think it has enough subspace matrix and rations to make it?"

"Certainly matrix....I dunno about rations, but then again, you've been getting plump off of food from the Penultimate, you could use a little fast." Tymen plushed, and Tyio laughed a kind of half hearted laugh, as he went to fetch Seraph and Juiso. Tyio did so, and then Tymen quickly jettisoned the cargo hold and jumped into subspace, before the Knn could capture him. The ten days passed slowly, the ration supply was extremely precious and indeed, before the three of them arrived, they had become rather thin.

It was morning for them, and morning in the system, as the sun just peaked over the side of the planet.

"Finally, we've arrived, I don't think I could make it another day without food..." Tymen sighed, as he guided the mech into the gravitational pull of the planet. The mech barely made it through the atmosphere, and was clearly unable to be used again. As they stepped out onto the lush, green planet, they found something spectacular in the underbrush.

The planet was covered in gold! As they trudged through the underbrush, they found another amazing thing. A bunch of broken capsules, atleast as high as a rabbit. And a few feet away from one of them, was a felled, strange, insect like being.

There, that's not all of the chapter, but most of it.

Garghness, sorry bout the delay, but I've barely had any fre time this week...

Ducky

Aug 25, 2001, 09:55 AM

Sigh. http://jazz2.nagcentral.com/forum/images/smiles/icon_smile.gif Nicefulness.

`Ducky

Kaz

Aug 25, 2001, 04:33 PM

Ultimaness....

Coppertop

Aug 27, 2001, 04:49 PM

Gah, late again.

Ruxor, as always, Kove!

Coppertop

Sep 24, 2001, 04:04 PM

Kovey, what happened to "not letting Apokallyipsis die"? It's been two weeks and more, and still no more updates. *looks dangerous* I've done Conquests, you do Apokallyipsis now. http://jazz2.nagcentral.com/forum/images/smiles/icon_mad.gif

Kovu aka Alec

Sep 25, 2001, 01:49 PM

Okay, okay, I guess you're right. Hn, here's the next chapter, but not all of it.

Mwaha, now that I've forced myself through this part, the creative juices flow again where they were once stagnant, expect more soon.

Chapter Twenty Five: Legacy

It had a turqoise carapace, and was humanoid, it was damp with a strange liquid and it's undeniably insect wings clung to it's back. Cautiously, Tymen, Juiso and Seraph plodded torward it. Seraph grabbed it by it's shoulder and turned it over. It's head was odd, flat on the face with a mouth part and two eyes, but the rest of the head was a ribbed membrane with a V shaped piece of carapace laid over it. Suddenly, it sputtered, fluid bubbling out of it's mandibles and it's eyes opening, bright and yellow. Silently, it pulled itself up, and turned to the three of them, as they stared at it awkwardly.

"Who are you?" It asked. Or did it? It's mouth didn't move, but it's haunting voice was undeniably present in there minds.

"Wh...I..." They fumbled, until Seraph stood ahead of them, stating,

"I am Seraph, leader of the clan Konitar. Who are you is a more fitting question."

"I...have no name." It...said.

"Well, then what is this place?" Seraph posed, more than a little intimitaded by the telepathic insect which stood two feet taller than all of them.

"I...don't know." The insect intoned psychicly.

"What do you mean you don't know, this is you're planet, isn't it?"

"Intruth, yes, but the only names I have for it a green and gold, blue and black. It cannot be summed in a single word." Seraph paused for a moment, then asked again.

"Fine, have you seen something resembling this?" Tymen, feeling her cue, lifted the nearly complete map.

"I remeber that, though I have never seen it." Seraph begame enraged, and grabbed the insect by the neck, which was a feat considering it's height.

"Stop talking in riddles! Have you seen it or--" Seraph was cut off when the large insect, smacked Seraph to the other side of the clearing with his massive claw.

"It is in the Temples of Gold, which from here is away from the sun once it dies." Tymen thought,

"Does he mean the last piece is torward the sun during nightfall?" Seraph drew a blaster, preparing to shoot the insect. But Tymen merely raised his hand in protest.

"No, don't, the next shard is that way." Tymen pointed westward. He didn't question the insects words. Seraph's mouth opened, shakingly, as if to say something, but Juiso beat her to it,

"C'mon, Seraph, let's give it a shot, what've we to lose?" Seraph thought a moment, then sighed in resignation, and they trudged on westwardly.

They had been walking for some time, and once the excitement had passed into memory, the whining of there stomachs became prominent.

"Are any of these plants good to eat?" Juiso asked, touching a large leaf as he walked past it. Insect reached up and grabbed a fruit from a tall tree, a height untouchable to the much shorter rabbits.

"My father ate of these fruits, as did my mother." He held out the orange-yellowish fruit to them. In the hour they had been walking, his appearance had already changed. He was atleast half a foot taller, the ribbed membrane of his skull had fused and become a single, smooth orb. His wings had dried, becoming long, wide, colorful, elegant wings that the weld with ease. And a white line like a tear had begun to extend from the bottom of his eyes. It was something none of them were willing to venture a guess at.

Insect tossed the fruit he picked to Seraph, who brought it up to her nose and sniffed it, then took a small, cautious bite out of it. Instantly, color returned to her paled skin, and she delved her face into it, the yellowish juice lining her mouth.

"Well, it's certaintly not toxic, Insect, could you pick some more?" She said, the hostile air of a hour before gone.

"It is done." His wings transformed into a smear, a crisp buzz filling the rabbit's ears as he hovered up, picking a dozen of the fruit. They all feasted on it quickly, energy flowing through there blood once again. Insect merely ate one, and it was a small one at that. When asked why he ate so little, he merely replied,

"I hunger not." After there meal on alien food, they began the journey through the planet once again, spirits lifted. In another thirty minutes they saw massive golden caps peaking over the horizon,

"The Temples of Gold beckon."

After another hour of walking, they reached a massive clearing, in which sat three massive, golden pyramids. Accompanying it, however, was a not so welcome sight.

Strew all around and through the clearing and on the temples were skeletons and corpses, some of rabbit-like nature, and some in the nature of a decidedly large beast.

"What...happened here?" Tymen asked, rising from one of the bodies, questioning Insect.

"I have not known."

"You said you've been here." Seraph stated.

"My great-great-great-great-great-grand father was here for a minute, and he sensed energy like that which you showed me." Insect explained, and he, at this point, had the white tear like things reach his chin, and a wonderful red crest had sprouted from his simian ridge.

"Do you sense the energies now?" Juiso asked.

"The energies are the same." Reluctantly, they trode into the middle golden temple, as it seemed the one of paramount importance, as Insect could not exactly determine the energies location, only it's ambience. Throught the hallways of the golden temple lay the corpses of thease rabbit like, and beast like beings, weapons lying about, toppled structures, and sprayings of blood.

"Evil energy fills this place. I fear." Insect said, as calmly as he could. And though the others wouldn't state it quite so planily, dispite all the action they'd seen recently, they were afraid, aswell. After walking the morbid maze for what seemed like days, but was really only two hours, they arrived at what appeared to be a central room.

"This is a Heart of Darkness, but here also exists a tinge of goodness, the item you seek."

Nightshade

Sep 25, 2001, 03:22 PM

Good story, Kove!

RuxOr!!

Ducky

Sep 25, 2001, 05:55 PM

Yay you posted moreeee!!!

*frolicks happily*

I like Insect. http://jazz2.nagcentral.com/forum/images/smiles/icon_wink.gif

`Ducky

Coppertop

Sep 26, 2001, 02:45 PM

JoY! YaY! yAy! RuxOr! Woot! Kove rOx!!!!!

Kovey, I LOVE you and this!

Hareoic

Sep 26, 2001, 05:48 PM

Is it over? Did I miss it?

Can I be part of the traveling group, sorta the strategist and the "walking library"?

I'm not asking for any brute strength type of stuff. Please? Please? PLEASE?

Aw, pretty please?

I'll... I'll... I'll give you my Bag-O-Stuff™ if you let me be part of the story.

Kaz

Sep 27, 2001, 06:04 PM

Impeccable.

Kovu aka Alec

Sep 27, 2001, 06:25 PM

Ehe, sorry Gen, this story is about ready to go to that great big War Tavern in the sky.

And, I never let anybody join this story in the first place.

Ducky

Oct 6, 2001, 06:59 AM

Don't even think about letting it die! *smack*

...ow...

`Ducky

Kovu aka Alec

Oct 6, 2001, 07:27 AM

Ofcourse I wouldn't...

The four's footfalls sounded errie in the gloom of the chamber. The corpses which had been throught the temple were here aswell, and in even greater concentration. At the center of the chamber, which ascended atleast thirteen stories tall. And at the center was a pedistal.
"Insect, can you sense where the shard is?" Seraph asked with great eagerness.
"It is definatley on this level, and it is very near....prehaps the pedistal..." Insect echoed through there minds. Cautiously, they approached the pedistal, finding it covered in dust and debris, like most of the things in the chamber. But, Tymen knew better, and, sifting through the junk, found a pie piece shaped piece of gold, coordinates etched in it.
"This...this is it, the last piece of the map!" Tymen fumbled through his pockets, retrieving the nearly complete map, and placing the last shard in it's place, blue energy fusing the map together, whole once more.
"Light! Anyone have a flashlight?" Tymen asked, unable to see the complete map in the darkness.
Insect walked up beside Tymen, opening his mandibles, a phospherescent glow eminating from them, illuminating a large portion of the room.
"You'll never cease to amaze me." Tymen stated, as he began looking over the complete map. To his dismay, he found only the five planets they had visited, Carrotous, Mosshein, Knnryshaa, Turtani, and whatever planet they were on now. The planet holding Symballen's Archon was nowhere to be found!

Up Next: Chapter Twenty-Six: Falyn Dreams

Ducky

Oct 6, 2001, 07:31 AM

Eeee! YaY! Good :D
`Ducky

Kaz

Oct 6, 2001, 05:14 PM

I KNOW WHAT'S GOING TO HAPPEN!!! AT least I think I do...

Kovu aka Alec

Oct 7, 2001, 06:28 AM

Mwaha, okay Kaz, what's gonna happen next?
Mwaha, there's no way you'll guess, mwaha, mwaha,
MWAHAHA!

Kaz

Nov 3, 2001, 05:48 PM

If I guess right here and now I might spoil it... so check the source code to see them.
<The Map has a puzzle on it, or it's in the center of all five>
<Insect will come up with some handy thing>

Kovu aka Alec

Nov 3, 2001, 06:18 PM

yah can't do that with vBulliten Kaz...so just post it backwards or something, everyone has probably figured it out by now anyway

Ducky

Nov 15, 2001, 02:01 PM

You're getting WORSE then ME, Koveh.

Hurry up PLEASE?!

`Duckay

Kovu aka Alec

Nov 15, 2001, 02:55 PM

I know, I know, Ducky, but I was all enthused about writing it just before the JCF clamed up for untold time, I'm attempting to get back into the swing of things.

Ducky

Nov 16, 2001, 03:02 AM

*sulks*

Kovu aka Alec

Nov 20, 2001, 12:13 PM

"How can this be?!" Tymen shouted aloud, the noise cascading through the abyss of the temple.
"What is it?" Seraph inquired, peeking over his shoulder.
"The planet with the Archon on it is nowhere to be found!"
"Let me see it!" Seraph snatched it out of Tymen. After quickly, yet closely examining it, she arrived at the same conclusion,
"He's right," She sighed heavily,"nothing." Insect scampered over, holding it carefully in three fingered hands, he examined it, as the others waited eagerly.
"Incomplete!" Insect declared.
"But...but all the shards are in they're proper places, aren't they?"
"Yes, but there are notches in bottom, it must attach to something else." The words reverberated from Insect's thoughts.
"But wha--" Seraph was cut short, when a blast of light eminated from the pillar where the shard was found. They all whipped around to see a bizarre being with a humanoid body and a squid like head appear levitating off of the pedistal, apparently a hologram.
"That...that's the thing we saw above Turtani." Seraph hissed, recalling the intresting situation that had been.
"Ook'Tagoth nammala syesm orfkamm uyluoyok eetmad Askaamla reyn qudoson xelhuuaa buerna Cvv Ka'konok, evpress Yulolulmada ieyah weskrop maroonat varuylen juut tryemmrunn wakrusk oiunzaash estaron eyukan, jefan qweet mehad nelupius, varqus ned, ofan Knn ofan Jidem ofan Sikrem Teradoss sufak...nimelan asanta Askaamla." The being spoke in the same dark, harsh tounge it spoke above Turtani, and then faded away. A instant later, it was replaced by a being that looked rather like a rabbit. It had no fur, no ears, it's hair was shorter, it's entire body shorter, hands and feet smaller, and it's skin was a raw pink.
"My name is Jacob Okana. If you are seeing this, approximatley two thousand years have passed since my death, plus the time it has been since anything living has been in this chamber. A few days ago, a temporal distortion opened on our planet. Out of it emerged a creature...like a large, bipedal rabbit, named Seraph Konitus," Seraph gasped audibly,"she said she was there to save the universe, but, using technology such as I have never seen, began decimating our bases, and loading the Goldvyour, our slaves, into her large ship, which was shaped like a Y. We resisted, but it was a losing battle. A day later, another temporal distortion," A explosion and battle cries could begun to be heard in the background noise,"opened, and out of it came a being called the Demon, with leagues of grotesque monsters in tow. He began attack both us and Seraph. Shortly there after, a third distortion opened up, and out of it came a leauge of soldiers, calling themselves warriors of Ontranaught/Konitar, led by two rabbit beings named Aldan and Tymen. There was much bloodshed. Seraph's ship was disabled, the demon began to escape, but the--" A explosion racked the image of the holigram, and they could see the being being blow to pieces just before his holographic recorder went offline, and the message ended.
Tymen, Seraph, and Juiso reeled in shock.

defalcon

Nov 20, 2001, 11:00 PM

Let me be the first to say 'you updated! Hurrah!' There is a god...There is a god...There is a god...There is a god...There is a god...There is a god...

Thank you. No stories seemed to have been updated except for tvern stories in the past week. So I've been bored stiff.

Kovu aka Alec

Nov 21, 2001, 05:38 AM

Well, thanks a bunch defalcon. :D

"I hate temporal science!" Juiso smacked a nearby pillar with his fist.
"Okay, so, in the future, the Demon goes into the past, to destroy the people here, because it'll affect something in the future?" Tymen posed, sitting on a cracked, dusty bench as Insect looked on, perched from a pillar and Seraph paced.
"So, we go back after him, but it's to late, so we travel back to before he went back, and I go back while this...Ontranaught...whatever it is, coalition with my clan, led by this Aldan person and yourself, prepares a war army to head off the Demon in the past." Seraph said.
"You take the Y shaped ship back to the past, roughly 2000 years ago. You begin rescuing the Goldvyours, which I assume those largish corpses we saw were the remnants of." Tymen figured.
"But the Demon arrives, and then this clan, there is a battle.
But what happenes next? Do we die?"
"In the future, you are not meant to know. The fates gave you this message only so you would know you'd travel into the past, not why or when, or what happenes afterward." Insect hissed phsycicly, fluttering down from his perch on his elongate, insectoid wings.
"So what do we do, now?" Juiso asked.
"We...we find a way off this planet, and we look for whatever else fits inside the map." Tymen commented.
"This was not part of the plan. That'll take too much time! The others may be dead on the Demon's ship by the time were done."
"They may be dead already." Insect said, not knowing the whole of what they were talking about, but piecing together enough to make that statement.
"He's right, we have to continue with the plan, there's no other option. Besides, the Demon would just be killing the only bartering chips he had." They got up, and prepared to leave the temple, but as they did they heard the KKBBIIIMM of a explosion of the ancient brick. The structure began to collapse.
"What the--" A ZZZZHHH sound could be heard, followed by the same KKBBIIIMM.
"Missles! Someone is firing at the temple!" Seraph spat out, before another tremor racked the sacred pyramid.
"It must be the Demon, or Asari! We need to get out of here!" Tymen shouted, and they bolted down the corridor whence they came, though the escape was slightly less trying, because they knew the path, but somewhat more because things were collapsing and shifting as the temple breathed is last breaths under the assault of a ship far younger than it. After ten minutes(a much shorter amount of time than it took to find they're way in) a large percentage of the temple had collapsed, but the heros found they're way to the mouth of the holy ground, just intime to see a manta ray shaped vessel fire a parting shot then leave the atmosphere.
"That's Asari's ship! But...how does she know we are here?" Seraph questioned rhetorically. Now that the sound of the chaos had passed, a deep, undertone shone through. It was a deep buzzing that permeated everything.
"What is that sound?" Juiso demanded. A moment later, Insect fell to his knees, cringing in pain.
"Insect, are you alright?" Seraph immediatley bent over and helped the fallen creature up, a trifle of a task, considering his weight and height.
"I...am alright." Breifly, the being brushed his large, insectoid fingers aginst hers, and a tremor of telepathic emotion passed from in into her. A breif taste of whatever was inside him that caused such pain. She nerely collapsed herself, the only reason she didn't was because, one, she wasn't Insect himself, and two, her brain(and all rabbit brains) were on a, dare I say, lesser order the Insects powerful, intrincate mind, so the blast was dulled upon her. But she still felt it. It was a deep, animalistic insane intense desire, the base urge to reproduce. Coupled with it was, for somereason, a hatered of that urge, comming from a higher command inside Insects thoughts, a true war in the soul. And it was inspired by the noise.
With that touch, that kiss from something greater, better than herself, Seraph's eyes were opened. She looked at Insect, yellow light shining from the slits of his eyes.
"It still burns." Insect hissed. And Seraph had newfound respect, an awe of a being which was fighting aginst hope, to evolve into something it was not, controlling that instictual rage.
But why.
There was much she didn't understand. But answers were soon in comming. In the crimson sky, a horde of insects, each eminating the same sound, flew in. There must have been tens of thousands, millions. They fell upon one another, as if attacking.
Soon, gore began to rain upon them. Insectoid wings and legs and hands and arms, and heads, still speaking as they died. Telepathic waves poured from the cloud of death, corroding and infecting the rabbits minds.
"Insect, what is happening?" Tymen insisted. Insect returned, his voice was burdened and snakelike.
"My people, live for a day, eat one meal, travel, then reproduce. We mate, and then tear the other's bodies apart. The gore will fall, releasing the eggs, which will use there parent's corpses as material for they're growth and birth a week later. We remember all the experiances of our parents, and our parents parents, all the way back to the first of us that was that way. It is a endless cycle. Only meet someone, not of the world, gave me the opprotunity to examine it," He weezed heavily,"this is not right. We are animals, but we have the power to be sentient, to live for decades. I wish I was one of you, to live for so long, to experiance so much, for real, not in handed down thoughts. I cannot have that, but--"About that time, his left arm just, disconnected from the rest of his body, and fell to the ground," A failsafe, so that even if we fail to engage in the mating, we will die.Listen, I will die shortly, but, I will clone myself, which I can do through another fail-safe. At some point, the clone will hatch. If you teach it things, keep it away from the noise, it's lifespan may increase, a little. It will clone itself, and so on." With his remaining hand, he desparatley clasped Seraph,"Please! Our people cannot continue like this! We once were great! We once traveled the stars, I can barely remember that in the most ancient of memories given to me. But evolution to a wrong course, and our lives eventually ended up to this. Most efficient, yes, but sentient, not at all. We must return to glory!" His chest opened up, clear fluid, presumably blood, spilled out, and with his remaining hand he ripped out a egg like thing. Not like the one he came from, he wasn't cloned from his parents.
"You must, please...or we are doomed to live as animals, our glory passed on." He handed the egg to Seraph. It was smooth, and sticky, unlike the large, rough egg Insect came from. His very life essence was leaving him now, and the chaos of the mating ritual was dying down, the land bathed in more corpses.
"Go north of here, fifty miles!" His voice was barely above a telepathic whisper.
"You will find the Y shape ship of which was spoke. My great great father saw it........remember, only drink from dew collected in the large leaves.............. Only eat the yellow fruit.................... Beware the Grnnzkaa, they will kill you................goodbye." His last word spoken, his body fell to pieces, a fail-safe of the evolution he hated so much.