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Able awoke in his cube. Enacting the casual routine of kicking off his coffin door; the one to his cube already open had triggered fivehundered something motion sensors. Ignoring the chorus of beeps he rolled his head snapping the joints in his neck.
What he waited for didn't happen. Where was the beserker state? Where was the rage? He groaned why couldn't the boredom be gone as well? He tore out a blade from his void and made his first steps toward the door.
"You were rude back there, you know?"
Able was slow to turn around. Sam was even more bemused that he had a grin when he stopped.
Sam ducked under a sudden swing and fit in an uppercut between its arch. Ables entire face was left as cartilage while only an eye hung out on a nerve string. His body dropped on his knees.
She was still waiting the next time he came out.
"Now I will ask. Who are you."
Sam blinked."Oh… you don't recognize me?" Sam held up and examined some of her hair."Is it cause I dyed it red?" she let it drop."Okay now, I know why. I'm older looking."
Able drew another blade his patience run dry."Nevermind I don't care."
Sam held out a narrow stance leg bent out in front of her and hands ready to pull off a combo of bitch slaps.
"Hmmm, I guess you're right. This is the only way he'd fight me I'll tell him after this."
Able looked around the cube then narrowed his eyes at her."Who are you talking to?"
"Come on old man!" Sam said demonstrating a boxers footwork."Bring it!" she sheered." It'll be like bonding! Cause you have only one way of doing that with others, apparently."
Able charged and swung, his blade was bitch slapped to scraps before he knew what happened, he produced a second blade. Then another, and another, and another each dissipated their shards into black smoke until Sam was obscured.
All of it balled back into blades in her own hands and between her own teeth. Letting her arms fall apart she posed legs crossed. From the look on Ables' face, she could tell he couldn't decide whether he felt confusion or rage.
"Hi, Abum." Able went pale white. Sam took one blade out from her mouth, then two on one hand and dematerialized them.
"What did you just-"
"How far gone are you? Did what they did set in this quickly?"
"Who are you?"
Sam let her happy down just like her guard."Adda… It's me, Samariah."
The cubes atmosphere slowly cascaded into silence.
"Again."
"What?"
"Say it again."
"S-a-m-a-r-i-a-h."
Able swallowed, he took a look at her physique. It distressed him greatly that she had made milestones without him there if she had needed him he was not, everything he could have done he took as a missed opportunity in only a few moments.
"You- No. you were small…"
"I know dad. If I hadn't left early I think I would still look the way you remember me."
"Left early? What do you mean?"
"Adda. I'm not going to tell you."
"Tell me! Why!?"
"Calm down. I won't tell you because you can be set off easily. And you've already done a bunch of stupid things. Like now. You were gonna go out and kill people, even though I nullified your rage! You were basically gonna have no excuse!"
"No excuse!? Rubatu, to get out of here, to you, I must go through them!"
"Adda. No. You don't."
"Then I will never see you again. That is not what I want. Not even this. But if— how… how are you here…?"
"Adda. Don't believe the first thing that comes to your head."
"Then they did or did they not capture you?"
Sam grimaced from how hard he made everything. The truth.
"Adda. I'm Dead."
"Dead. You're dead?"
"Yes."
Able scowled."Daughter do I look stupid. You are not. I see you here."
"No Dad. I was dead, but I was brought back."
"By who?"
"That's… kinda hard to explain…"
"Then who killed you?"
"These guys."
Able stood still. Sam could see his chest sink and rise, she knew this was a sign he was just trying to keep his anger bottled up.
"Are you mad?"
"Am I mad? No princess. I'm fine with it."
"Dad. I can tell your not. "
"Then why did you ask?"
"Cause I care?"
"So do I. Move aside."
"Abum! No, you can't!"
"They're all dead anyway!! It happens eventually!"
" Abum, don't be edgy!"
"Are you working with them?"
"What? No! Will you just listen!? Let me explain!"
Able pinched his nose. It took several moments for him to get his head together."Are you really dead? Then how are you here? Why do you look like that, then?"
Sam nodded."I'll explain all that. I'll answer about my appearance first… I'm a lot older than when we last met… I'm 6 trill…"
"That's how all this happened…"
"Yeah."
"That is a lot Samariah…"
"I know but I'm alright now. But you aren't."
"Why are you here than in the first place?"
"One of my missions has me here on a reconnaissance. This reality existence has reached a peak instability we've come to help… Adda I want you to tell all of them that this thing called the unknown isn't what they think. It's not even a concept."
"To help them?"
"Yeah. It's my job. Well, I also work with others, so, ours. But, I would still do it since you and uncle are here."
"Samari…"
"Dad it's gonna be fine. But can I ask you to help them for me? I, unfortunately, won't be able to get you out of here also. And don't worry about the Daevites and Fae they've got our backs too!"
"Samari."
"-and also I'm not really mad at them for killing me since I got to try a whole bunch of trippy and powerful experiences so don't-"
"Samari-"
Able pulled her in and wrapped her in his arms almost like she was still his little girl. Because that's exactly who she was.
The middle school girl with shoulder-length black hair cut even by the bangs and ends and tied into low pick tails with cherry bobble hair ties lied in a bed with a lid of glass. Her skin was olive and sunkissed and eyes green and she still wore the same prep school uniform she was in when she had died in, washed no more of blood.
Back in a Cell. Earlier he had tried to drag his fingers through the metal to test the density they made it to what he understood, 8 layers thicker this time
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Sams/My Introduction:
The middle school girl with shoulder-length black hair cut even by the bangs and ends and tied into low pick tails with cherry bobble hair ties lied in a bed with a lid of glass. Her skin was olive and sunkissed and eyes green and she still wore the same prep school uniform she was in when she had died in, washed no more of blood.
Hello, I am Doctor Samantha Rose, Dr. Rose, Rose, diminutive and common, Sam. I claim that's not my real name. Top metaphysics expert, If you know my real name then your possibly a metaphysical threat. If your not a threat and you know my real name, your either reading this or are partaking in a poorly implemented intel breach in which to be noticed in an intel breach.
If your anything else then you's a potential object.
If your not a potential object then you don't exist.
My specialty is anything off the page, on the internet or from the textbox.
My specialty is something to do with commentative descriptions.
My specialty is making a bold statement
Before this, I held experience in the field of Pediatrics or Neurology or Hunting and destroying threats to fiction. And preserving Canon.
Canon? What Canon you may ask? Very observant! You have good eyes. I'm completely wrong! Or am I right?
I joined the foundation after I did something to get myself inside the foundation, therefore, making me a part of the foundation, and if I'm part of the foundation — people walk all over me.
I am the Foundation. And since I am part of the Foundation, I am you.
But that's really no big deal.
Now, let's stop reading this and let's start the story already.
"Maybe… if they left, and formed a secret group, that would be interesting."
Iris looked far off to her left. There stood a woman. Sam was turned away, was watching the grey clouds go by, or it might have seemed that way, in her thinking face that looked brainless. Iris could tell how from her hands were she held something at the level of her chest.
Jackson and others fixed scopes and aim on the woman who swung around a severed head in her red blotch hands were rolled high and kicked. The Warden shuttered."GOAAAAAAAAAAAAAALLLLL!!!" A fireball at the speed of light flew above them all like a comet and Sam was stuck like an Olympic soccer player bounced on her tiptoes, stuck her leg up behind her and springs. A tentacle swipes out of camouflage she comes over it with a bear hug, spins around, and launches it to the sky. Balls of light from a ring fire after it one by one severing every tentacle.
The 4 Author
Lauaa uses the Totems of All-Powerful Destruction, Geneses of the All-Mighty, Manifestations of the Will of Gods.
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"We won't be doing nothing it'll just look that way, "Ugli warned.
"Come with me, then. I also plan on forfeiting my position as Initiator. Early retirement seems best."
"But- retiring?"
Special Note Intiators are inhereintly stateless canonless beings when enrolled and drafted into the Economic Alliance of Zero. How ever to join a canon they must denounce thier Initiator status. Whether permenently or temporarily demenping on desired roll of participation as joining a canon would erase thier statelessness and bring them to a definable status. The Higher the Role within a Canon the more likely the Initiator may need to relinquish status permenently due to a higher Anchor Quality. Unless to rejoin a canon, in which a Initiator must simply retire.
Well of Source The Container of the one True Source. Where all Sources(Source domains originate when lifted out in the Laddle of Origins by Zero and are made infinite when poured. It has been a great speculation amoung Initiators the The one true source maybe the REAL world. But only Zero could tell apart reality from fiction.
"A retired Initiator is still an Initiator," Raziel said next."You will still be certified, we'll only have to be set on handing over a few privileges. Use of the Zeros Axis for example. You'll only be able to access the Intersocial 1. You'll also need to assimilate, you may be retired but you're still bound by the litigations, as am I." He ended then began to speak for Ugli, Lauaa, Annya, and Eryrodan…
"As I will now repeat in different terms. You are now bound with all your power to a singular 'Universe'. To carry on in this source you must now forfeit your collective experiences as Initiators. You are technically not a part of as at this point you remain in Draft."
"Wait so… after this, they won't remember anything they've done. What's the point of telling them the truth if they'll just forget about the Source!?"
"They'll become one with it. Within the context of their station have no Origin besides the creator, and no that's not me, I'm only a representative. Except for Zero."
"They'll be the beginning, middle, and end."
"No. Just above all else."
"We understand in this stage, our capabilities now override shared physics."
"We may be done. But your not. For someone who's dropping out because things would be to slow, your pretty slow your self. You barely made it in Master Class."Ugli joked.
"No. Because I'm getting what I want. Your not." Sam grumbled it was unfair, they were sacrificing so much freedom. Wait… was she just insulted?
"We still will. We can do anything. That's clear now, thanks to you."
"HEY! Be flattered!"Eryrodan boomed." We're only following your example!! Otherwise, how the fizz would we know how any of this works!!"
"You need to keep going," Annya sai doing barrels above them mid-flight."It's whats' best for all of us."
Sam began to jolt with laughter."Wow, thanks! Now, you're just really driving it home that. This just isn't for me."
"Exactly!" shouted Ugli ecstatically, ending abruptly with a blunt, "Now get lost."
"You can visit. If you want; but your the only one who'll be able to withstand us," said Annya."In whichever shadow you use."
"So. when I come back to visit I better be well dressed, Huh?" Sams' shoulders sloped and she sighed."I'll get going then. I'll miss you guys."
"Then you're ready? Excellent, only know, that your capacity will be set to zero automatically, to avoid friction with the laws of the Source Domains physics."
"I think I know where the line is, Raziel."
"Do you…? Let's get going, then."
Sam gave a two finger salute."Bye guys. Have fun being The Super Gods of this Monocosm, or whatever."
Character Descriptions
SAM
The middleschool girl with shoulder-length black hair cut even by the bangs and ends and tied into low pick tails with cherry bobble hair ties lied in a bed with a lid of glass. Her skin was olive and sunkissed and eyes green and she still wore the same prep school uniform she was in when she had died in, washed no more of blood.
She had undone her bright red dyed hair, every wavy lock of full and rich with metallic quality fell all the way to the back of her thighs. Preferably put back most of the time in a loose mermaid braid. Frayed, chin length sidelocks hung over her ears were three-piece Rose drop earrings dangled. Her lips now held a pink and pearly quality in the light while speaking and far away.
Now a slim with noticeable muscle tone from eternities of combat experience, sunkissed olive skin, and a well-endowed young woman, wearing a yellow and black lined crop top largely open in the middle, which has a ribbon with a rose brooch visible around her neck which is tied around the collar. High waisted lace-up shorts hugged her hips and slender legs and yellow wedges with edges laced up her legs with a red rose on the top bad cover her feet.
Eternities of combat experience could possibly account for the increments of muscle tone as well as scars. However, they weren't there involuntarily she figured to further solidify her prowess she would need them. Her more noticeable assets, her height at 5'10, and pleasurable measurements were more to gain from her favorable genetics.
Lauaa
Her hair looked like styled silver fibers bound and styled magnetically like fine silk, her skin was transparent with a neon glow beneath that passed through like solid air. Lines with curled corners coated her joints beginning from bicep to knee cap like a gold leaf composed protective and ornamental metal plates. Her frame was slim, fragile, and though androgynous held enough feminine subtleties to her
Annya
Her body was short and plump like a stuffed koala bear with gloves on that shined like wax. Colorful multiple bushy spiral braids on the back of her head that gave the off smell and resemblance of melting ice cream never dripped onto the floor. Her eyes were hearts in hearts in hearts inside hearts and pools of sparkling water at all times.
There was always a feeling of comfort and peace in the air around her, her horn shined like heaven. Her button strap dress corkscrewed around her set in place by a wrap of cloth around her waist that form a huge bow and her wings behind her and ended open like a cone while beneath she wore bloomers.
Eryordan
Had a long snout of gator like teeth however in the large maw was an extra mouth on the tip of his tongue was a second smaller mouth.
A long narrow torso went up and his broadened shoulder scales left his neck in spikes that fit around his neck like a grey collar. His wishbone shaped outer sternum between his pectorals looked like a horizontal bowtie made of stone cork. The rest of him, along with his scales ridges were two-toned grey and swamp green in that it might be formal attire. Every square inch between every four scales there was an eye.
Ugli
If you had a magic eight ball and shook it and could only see the side with the ink and the results as numbers, shove it in a humanoid form and them shove a small steam workshop symbol in the middle and watch it turn everything white like a night light.
Speaking of nightlight he looked light he'd read centuries under candlelight, or survive locked in a library with book worms serving as his only form of sustenance.
Raziel
Tall slender hair is like hair except is violet. Wears ink-pen barb-shaped ornaments behind the curl that falls over the left side of his face like solid gel. Eyes were normal except there are Celtic crosses for a pupil in one eye and while the other was a berserk gray and blue. Dressed to audit every molecule of dust in the air.
He had a hand and an eye that fit him as if they didn't belong to him. On his palm was an eye and his fingertips were nailed with talons.
Falarith
Wears an inky black feathery cloak made of her own soul nature and black feathery ruff around her neck. Underneath though rarely seen her body though usually conserved is athletic and busty with a pronounced hourglass shape guiding the lines of a skin-tight open chest, shoulder, and thigh cutout dress. She's several inches shorter than her sister. Her hair is cropped into a bob which hangs about her face and a strand that hangs in front of her nose. She has pale olive skin and tired light grey eyes. Her mouth is cut up from the corners and stitched back cleanly with prominent Xs'.
All electronics began to glow, circuitry active, The mechs began mutating their constructs, cockpits malfunctioned and became microwaves of heat. They turned on each other blasting themselves to bits as the blood of the drivers trickled down struts and the cockpits.
"What? What's happening," says Jaqueline.
"I apologize are you startled?"
Jackie took several steps behind herself and then aimed her weapon. This woman was never next to her before. The distraction created an opening for church members to flank them both.
But their fire was instantly deflected by a blue field of energy. They pattered against the honeycomb panels rebounding off the energy in ripples. Lauaa turned stiffly to face the saint, her view spanning beyond the ranks.
Is this what she spoke of? "You defile our heritage, use it to meet your narrative. You do not deserve such hallowed grounds, in fact, it would be best if you surrendered your entitlement," she said in a blank tone.
"Who the—" With a look, Lauaas eyes oscillated a blue glint. The remaining church missionaries were immediately drained down Planetary Para-Dimensional Holes. Lauaa began her movement toward them though all around her was full of motion her face was still.
"If you do not retreat more of you will die," she stated voidly,"As a commander, it would not be so wise to lead your men to certain demises."
"Certain demises who do you wait… something was strange about this woman. He detected not a single ounce of flesh sparing her heart.
"Are you a Maxwellian? Of the orthodox; was there an agreement, a truce!? How dare you betray the true doctrine! This is a blaspheme against the-"
Lauaa stopped in her steps, causing his silence. There was a short pause, after, Lauaa parted her lips.
"My name is Lauaa Sorsctha. I am not of your ways I am a denizen, Councilwoman of the city-state of Mekaniota. I am from Ã̛̭̰r̛̰̭̮̃u̮, the source of your goddess, whom it seems was only an unskilled citizen in our ranks of status. As a representative of my people, I apologize for any infraction, caused by one so uninitiated."With every word the color on Saint Martins face drained.
"As penance, I will allow you to flee and salvage you and your men's lives."
"What… what did you just say our patron, who-" Martin aimed his staff he hunched in clear concealed displeasure. Never did one insult their Mekhane with such falseness. She would pay. Dearly pay.
Before he could complete his action he paused mid-sentence, an orb of horrible colors came into his chest. It left him in half. The saint fell apart on the spot, his midsection erased.
There was a long pause. Everyone in Alpha 9 just gawked. Then Lauaa sat down, erected a protective dome of light over herself and began waiting patiently.
Jackie did not dare move forward. Lauaa looked over her shoulder regarding her for a moment then sat still once again.
"Adda?"
Her small voice sent waves of calm, confusion, and anger rushing through his mind. He turned his head. There stood the little girl. He would have never of thought her to make it to her age, he had stopped imagining what it'd be like.
Cain paused with him. Blinking his widening eyes could barely comprehend the sight.
"Sheshadda." she would have smiled but she was in just as much shock as they were. Not that she had met them again but because this time it was legitimate. Ables' hand moved a swift reprocuction of doubt, of what couldn't be true. He pulled out his blade, his daughter was dead this wouldn't change anything.
"Move."
"Hevel don't!"
The man was hyperventilating every breath, eyes bulging on the verge of a mental breakdown."It is not her it is one of their tricks!"
With that in mind, Cain looked at the little girl."Are you her?"
Sams' lip trembled she was about to cry, no time to answer. She fell on her knees sobbing, hating herself for not suppressing it any longer. Ables smile at the time might have appeared cruel, a lack of feeling for the girl, but it spoke of relief. His blade dropped to smoke and he slowly made his way to her; His hands ready to take her in his arms. His motions stiff and unadapted to the gesture of affection.
"Rubatu?" his hands took her shoulders in, now at his level, he pulled her close. She could hear his heartbeat. He noticed she was warm and tightened his cuddle. "KHOU BEE, KHOU STU‘PA. GA WIKH. Don’t cry…" he capped her head and pecked her forehead with a big kiss.
Iris watching in hiding was utterly shocked. Should she stand up? Her foot scraped the ground, then like an Alert animal Ables attention parted from his offspring, eyes leering instantly at the source. In one feel dash of protective instinct; Nearly sped past Cain who grabbed him. If not, Blade in hand, it would've ended in seconds for the blonde.
Iris huddled. Sam stood up."Stop! She's with me!"
"She's?" he didn't even restrain from calling out," Who is there!?"
Iris pushed her self up from behind the nearby log."Mm-me!? Don't attack! Okay? I'm coming back with you guys!"
"You're the one who led my ABANYARAHHU? And why would you return?"
"I changed my mind."
"Why am I not surprised, you'd choose this captivity for freedom."
"I do too, Adda!"
Ables eyes widened right at her."No! We'll leave."
"Adda no, this world no place for us. We'll just upset things," she said, trying not to let her strictness shine through.
"Rubatu." he said warningly."If they take you I'll."
"No! No, you won't! You know why?! Because I'll hate you! You wanna break your promise to me, go ahead!"
Abel blinked. An inner turmoil on the rise. For a second Iris couldn't predict his thoughts, Cain, on the other hand, could formulate the surprise in his brothers' mind. It was pride he was proud. That this little girl had grown to think so well. Whether if it was of him, he cared not. She had reminded him of something.
Withdrawing his blade he raised both hands."Fine." Sams face lit up wide. That's what he wanted to see. What he knew would be felt - joy by both of them. Then looking over at Cain he snarled.
"What? do you not care?"
Sam walked straight to Cain."Hi Sheshadda!"
Cain began to sob he pulled the almost girl in his embrace."Do you hate us? We are sorry…"
"No? Why would I hate you? I mean I died but I'm fine now. The rubber gloves are a good touch by the way. No pun intended."
The noise of helicopter rotors could be heard closing in in the distance.
"Iris! You ready to go back?" she shouted over the noise.
"I'm not so sure…"
"Okay good because those aren't from the foundation. Abum~?" Sam pointed to the nearing vessel." I'm tired can you kill those guys?"
Able drew a blade and swung its red glow its arch expanded on a barreling course for the helicopter, it struck, the vehicle now a fireball blew up like fungus spores.
Iris looked up and clenched her head."Oh my gosh, what the fuck!?" she whooped.
"There you go Rubatu, they are dead."
"Thank you, so which direction is the foundation?"
Able heaved a sigh," CAIN! Lead us!"
"Who were they..?" Cain asked as debris landed at his feet.
"I had no idea but you can never be too careful," said Sam.
"So, he just killed some random-" Iris was cut off by the sleeve of a severed arm, where a chaos Insurgency badge-"Oh…"
Sam picked it up and waved with it."Guys watch this." she gave it the finger Able groaned and Cained disapproved with a look.
"Stop that," the warrior threw it out of her hand."That joke wasn't even tasteful."
For once Iris agreed with him."Yeah… what was supposed to be funny about that."
"Oh come the fuck on!"
"Watch your mouth," said Cain."Let us move on then. Iris, I almost missed you there, are you alright?"
"Could be worse as I've come to learn; So yeah."
The 4 walked the desert high way Iris was getting exhausted and overheated, Able and Cain was fine and Sam was up head leading the party she stopped and looked behind her and approached Iris.
Iris saw her."What?"
"Do you want a piggyback ride?"
The blonde looked at her weird."No?"
"Why not? Are you gonna just drop down and die? Fine."
"Say, Samari. How are you… alive?"
"That does not matter what does is that she is," Able said.
"Ah, but I wanna tell a story…"
"In that case speak then. But know this. You've grown into a beauty."
"Okay, papa I love you too. Now It all happened when the foundation killed me I was sent…"
They neared Site 19."And then I was here."
"So then… you are… Daevite now?"Able said in concern or rage, one he wasn't used to may have appeared as the other.
"Adda don't worry, I'm fine. I'm just their queen. I know what happened and I don't hate you any for it." She hugged her father warmly."I still love you."
"I-" he rested a hand on her head in a weary manner."Ki Murangen. And what is your opinion on these meat slaves?"
"Abum, I don't care, if anything I'm glad they killed me, cause now they can't anymore. And quit calling people salves you were no different."
Cain having been listening with a smile, finds the bolted remains of a Church minion."Looks like they've handled this without us — but how… the churches forces were great they even managed to capture Iris."
"Me too, how did we survive," Iris asked. Then they where met by personnel who seemed already deployed around a white dome of light.
"SCP-105! SCP-073 and SCP-076! Do not move!"
Able looked around for his offspring only to find her missing."Samariah!?"
"Wait where'd she go!?" Iris said, not like she was really concerned but she was with them only seconds after arriving. Seconds should not have been long enough for—
Lauaa sat cordoned in her protective field, when from above."LAuayyy!"
Researchers watched a redhead drop down effortlessly into a shield that not even their bullets or best efforts could have pierced. Becoming witness to one of the strangest acts to something they would have labeled a god.
Sams' hands groped Lauaa's chest through the pale woman's own gray and white attire. The woman on the other end of the gesture simply remained seated.
"Now I see what you meant by this domains delusions. They think our kind a menace."
"We might as well be, their underdeveloped. Any normal one of us would be abnormal to them. How did the fight go?" Sam asked still held on the woman's bosom.
"Successfully. However you were a former resident, are these ones immune to logic?"
"Yeah, our way of thinking won't apply." Sam released the woman's rack, who stood unphased." You didn't do anything too crazy, did you?" the shorter girl asked.
"I only used a simple Planetary Para-Dimensional Hole ejector and an Erasure."
"That… to them that's crazy."
"What had you used?"
"Clap of the air and karate? They don't understand Aether, stick to their own elements." Sam whispered to her ear.
"I would assume it's too late for that, their hostility was so easily garnered," said Lauaa.
"They're scared."
Able was being escorted when he spotted her in the defensive light dome. Cain called."Samariah! Get away from that thing." he was afraid she'd be associated and killed, or captured and experimented upon.
"Oh, there's my Father and uncle." Sam pointed out for Lauaa.
"The real ones?"
"Yup. Abum! Sheshadda!" She called out to both."This is my Fiance!"
Able and Cain heard Lauaas voice 30 feet away. Iris did also, being in the range of her tongueless speech.
"Nice to meet you both."
Iris checked her ears. Along with the MTF agents nearby as well as researchers.
Sam looked at Her." Hey, we're gonna need to come out of this thing If they try something too violent I'll take care of them."
"I should lower it?"
Sam nodded she then turned her attention to the MTF."We will be emerging if your attempts of apprehending us are harsh, expect what's done to us to be done to you!" She announces with a mien of untouchable authority.
Sophia looked at Moose."Should we care its one of those skips…"
Cains' heart shuddered, this girl he had left in New-York, it was almost as if she had completely lost touch of reason. What would she do? He couldn't tell she had changed so drastically.
"Protocol is protocol."
"Lower it," Sam told Lauaa. Indeed after, she did just that.
"Subjects vulnerable moving in." said one member of the group at large, who took no time in tackling Lauaa. Sam shuttered as if she were stabbed in the heart, her eyes sunk in an unspoken rage, then ducking, fist clenched, she threw a hit.
"Dimensional-Repeat: Nutcracker!"
The strike met the crouch of an unweary task force member. As if it had happened to them, simultaneously, the other task force members became in insufferable pain and all collapsed. They held their groins moaning and groaning around them.
Sam bared her teeth like a ferocious animal and pointed down with judgment."You brought this on yourselves. When we warn you, It is not only for our sakes, yours as well!!" she said strictly, Sam went back to Lauaa.
"Are you okay? Did they mess you up bad?"
"I'm fine."
Sam stood and took her by the hand."Where is the leader of this area!?"
Moose palmed her face. Fuck."Me??"
"We will come quietly! Next time refrain from such abrasive approach."
"Okay? but did you just-"
"Next time it will be every man on earth!" she spat.
"Is the male population significant?" asked Lauaa.
"Kinda well yeah," Sam answered, she led Lauaas hand and approached Moose."Do your job so we can do ours, better yet. No. Don't. We're leaving. Adda! do not do anything that would warrant my intervention, do so and I will, by sacred omen, be forced to reinitiate war!!" She snapped her fingers they disappeared in a black tinted amorphous mist
Able was without words. Staring blankly. His heart sunk. Cain looked at him strongly."What did she just announce!?"
"I-I she is-"
There was only silence.
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Back in the Ninth realm…
Samariah paced down her antechamber, "We made a mistake?" asked Lauaa.
"No. We just found our new objective. Don't you see? Lauaa? It is because of this domain that our people can not find severance. They will remain accursed and depleted, the violation of the rules? Our people violated the terms of transition. That none shall settle within a premature domain."
"What do you presume we do?"
"What else? We erase Daevite and Mekhanoia presence in that domain. It should be simple. But with those ass fuckers? It may not be so easy after all." Sam said.
"Yes. However if you — do this in your origin domain you will-"
"I can't promise that it will be perfect, but in the end, we will all be able to move on," said Sam checking on the Unnamed Empire. Trading was sufficient, the Sectors were intermingling well, and the- she was distracted and carried on with what she meant."As long as there are stains
"I do not like this," said Lauaa," Why don't we simply erase the presence leaving only a single point, that way you will not be returned to the Unknown; You can remain."
"That may work… but… there is that book I would only disappear from my own timeline…" Sam huffed out her nose and pressed her forehead."I'll miss them."
"Yes, that is why. You only just re-met your family. We will keep it here. The Alliances agency will be able to handle it." says Lauaa.
"I still yelled at my dad he's probably so confused, poor old man."
"Will we be returning?"
Sam stalled in silence.
"Will we?"
"Have to."
Not giving a single shit Samariah and her Fiancee Lauaa headed 6 months in the previous domains timelines past using the Hyperspatial Spanner1 this should give them enough time for their last appearance to blow over. They wouldn't be forgotten, not yet, but they should at least be off their radar.
"What now? oh yeah, we need to find the first piece of shit. Sam removed her eye in the blind space it created in her own vision. A map of the entire Hemisphere every red dot a detection. There were many of the same types. Some kind of book. She should start with that as Lauaa said.
"How long will this take us?"
"If without interruption it should be by tomorrow night, without by this domains time, 3:47."
"So 43 minutes from now — Alright. Let's get started."
Samariah let off a sinister musk, materialized death essence rehabilitated for the destruction of a single object, separated into wisps and took sporadic flight for every selected point.
On the Library shelves of every display, they met the books. Every single one rotted in the hands of the specters, On display racks marked MC&D, in a cart for a carnival on the shelves of a hidden library seeping out of niches.
Until one found themselves among men like beasts, whose footsteps would vary greatly to their caster. It was stuck with a spear where it was pinned, the shadow thrashing until the tree against was rotted and it was set free not deterred from it's objective it killed several apes before reaching the book.
Lastly, one was chosen to remain and it was not of the foundation it was of above a small girl, among her attic, she heard bumps and woke up.
There was the Daevite Empress and Mekahnite Ambassador. They took it from the box, looked at each other smiling with flirty looks, and teleported off.
All her death essences faded at mandatory morning light.
They slept in a dumpster. The Ivory pillars and canopy bed within. They noticed the remaining Farians within this domain during their purge. Perhaps they'd pay them a visit. Their progress was worth warranting their own domain within the Alliance.
"Lauaa, I was thinking, Do we really need to keep this book and a piece of Mekhane? I could just leave my father and uncle here. Our marks here will still remain the only difference, it would be continued."
"Your family? You would use them in such a way?" Lauaa said in moderate surprise.
"It could be a reason to keep them alive in the eyes of those who think they benefit from their imprisonment. They will be the only remnants in the end if by day three they haven't missed this history," said Sam as she raised the final copy."So, are we in agreement?"
Lauaa nodded. Both watched the book begin to cinge at her thumb until it enveloped, solid wick, the embers flew into the endless ceiling.
"What's your plan?"
"I have decided… that I do not wish to harm my worshippers."
"They don't worship you."
"They really don't, but I know not what else to call them."
"So what will you do?"
"What we plan with the Farrian race; offer what few will comply Haven within the Alliance."
Sam smirked slightly."Until they get you mad?" she said with sarcastic oblivion
Lauaa nodded."Yes, until then."
"You can try. I don't think they'll let up. If you tell them they'll just be normal where you live, they'll fear to depart with their significance."
Lauaa gave a simple smile."Is everyone here like you?"
Sam thought she had endured enough and stopped talking.
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In two more nights, 80% of the Daevite remnants faded from earth's time and space. That was a good stopping point, they thought.
And so one of the two nobles sent off to recruit the furry ape-men, but it would seem they were expecting them. The stronghold was heavily guarded within was every man woman and child that would have inhabited the huts outside.
Sam coned her hands over her mouth."Hey! Open up! We'd like to negotiate with you!" she shouted. For a while, only an echo peeled the silence. Sams brow twitched, "Hey! we're calling you!"
"Leave! We have made solace with this place, our position! We have already asked for aid against you." the aged voice from behind the faded steel wall told her.
Sam massaged her brow."No. Don't care. At least hear me out!?"
Something black barreled with wind past her ear. In a clinch, she caught it tight by the grip. She spun herself around and launched it back with 2 times the force. With the air, it made friction into a comet.
It struck the far foothills in a moderate explosion.
"You've gotten stronger, Rubatu." the man behind the silhouette stated, taking his first step from the smoke.
Sams breathes shuttered, her eyes grew 10 degrees colder."Why?"
The sharpened teeth in the man's mouth grinned."At this point, you are no longer mine."
"What do you — huh?"
"You are Daevite. If that is what you've become all ties are cut."
She wanted to break down in tears but couldn't. Not now."You can say whatever you want but-"
"Silence. Fight."
Sams lip trembled into a faint smile."Fine…"
Sam saw a hand come from space, already confused and pissed, she lost all her senses at the sight of the gun. Taking the wrist she wrung it like a washcloth and it yanked all the way out. Iris's Arm was torn right off her shoulder.
Somewhere discrete the blonde yelped in anguish at the removed appendage. Sam struggled to collect herself when she did, she tossed away the arm like a piece of trash.
"I don't care… I'll kill you too if that's what this will…" she didn't have the stomach to spill the rest of her guts.
Cain stopped at the sight of the arm. The act they were set to make as the plan had just backfired. Sam spat a vermillion bead into her hand. Raising her palm to mouth level, she blew on it.
It coagulated into an urchin of spikes, in less than a heartbeat, the entire area was a red-fortress of solitude. Those inside the stronghold saw scattered casualties as the extensive Pires missled through. Able had dodged at the expense of half of his face and Cain came out unscathed.
In the assault, Samariah had sustained what would have been dun unto him."Fuck you…" The blood coming down her in a residue quickly changed to bands of symbols. They made quick work filling in her injuries, "I gave you your chance to have your own place, But you've chosen to fade into this world!"
soon it was as though nothing had happened. Able couldn't recover in time for him to have said something.
"Samariah! This was only a ruse control yourself!"
"Don't tell me whats right to do! Not now! Yes I could have taken that shot to the head. But it's the fact you thought this was the correct way — again!" said Sam. "Maybe I'm just a little disconnected from this world, but, with the shit I've —" She twitched to cut herself off."Maybe this is…" she softened. "I've been too hopeful haven't I?"
That left Cain with only seconds to ponder what that meant.
Ables' eye twitched. His glare burning with anger and confusion—and fright. Over a hundred chains sailed toward her and through the formation of blood severing whole pointed towers the open links burned into her skin she sprawled back. From the tug, he lured her in. The girl grabbed hold of the chains altogether on her way and pulled him in greater force, swung him around like a carousel, and flicked him off as the sizeless chains cut a snow angels wing in the landscape.
Not a trace of regret on the woman's face, she knitted out the brim of tears from her eyes, she stared down below at Iris. She hoisted out a palm. In an even greater pain that had been delivered the muscles in Iris' arm regrew, red tethers crawled over with fresh flesh. The blonde passed out from shock. Sam turned her cheek.
"Next time I'll have my entire Domain coming over. Alliance of Zero be damned." Sam teleported in a red cloud twisting into a spinning top.
"Samariah!" Cain called out. His attention next went to his fallen brother and Iris. How much has that little girl changed?
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"Hello."
Allier turned his head his face. With dread, and any like it were white as sheets.
"And what a very bold statement," Midnight hissed and arched her back, Sam commented."You know this Domains potential is going downhill when they're mangy cats" Sam took a good look around some of these individuals have traveled to a Premature Domain without the permission given to an Intermediate Initiator because of them, this Domain risked complete erasure… Not impressive she could just erase them all like she was supposed to. Emphasis on could.
"Could I get everything on Daevites?" she asked the archivist, who scoffed at the obvious joke."What's wrong?"
No one would care about any violations she would be doing her secondary purpose without our logical cause. Still, that didn't make this space any less of a threat, Artificial Axis's were top of the list when it came to Codes violations.
"I will grant you leniency."
"Excuse me?" said L.S "From what? We don't need your pretentious mercy."
"Because everything is known, right? You won't be saying that when Zero shows up and destroys every timeline, dimension, and reality."
"Zero who is Zero?" asked Midnight.
"Exactly the fuck if I know. He might not even be important or he in general. Actually, the mere fact you guys have been allowed as a source for so long eluded me. Any way my queen doesn't wanna see humanity with access to Daevite shit. It screws over both parties."
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"Adda?"He took her arm in a firm grip, his lip had curled back in agony, yet he gave a smile."Welcome back…"
"What are you doing here?"
He gave a clear grin."Escaped."
Alright here we go again, she thought. His hand came flying off his her and wrist with the sideways whip of her plastic fork. A woman screamed as the appendage landed in her crumpets and morning soup.
He ignored the blood and looked at her sternly."What scares you?"
"You. get the hell out; someones already called the cops."
"I was not followed I made sure." Abel told her looking over his shoulder at the man ducked in the booth on his mobile."I will not go back-"
"You want me to save you," she looked at him eyes like an empty void in space." is that it?"
"Let me finish!! I will not go back I am not as distracted as him where he would leave without saying goodbye." Abel said. All the while Sam took a sip of her mimosa.
"Listen, daughter. I have done many horrible things since I left you. I could not accompany you if I tried, for I would return to that box. But you know that. I can tell you have accomplished great things since I last saw you, and carry on doing so. I will not stop that. Before you go and do whatever, I ask a brief penance with you… allow me to say goodbye."
"Adda," Sam said."Get lost."
"I only wish you well." he walked to the exit of the cafe, the sound of the wine glass slamming stopped him as Sam tackled him with an embrace."Me too…" she said in a meek voice.
The man turned around and hugged her pulling her into himself, both began to sob. Sam's tears dried with a quick wipe.
"What?"
"Not here."
Suddenly from his peripheral Abel spotted it the insignia rising from a booth, Abel took and tossed a dagger. It sunk in like wet sand and the man dropped dead. Able shuttered, he had promised, promised there were no others, he looked back toward Sam to see her in the beginning stages of laughter.
"You weren't being followed, But I was!"
Able was less than amused."Why!? Now they have our place! Our positions are-"
"Adda chill. they won't find us at the palace."
"Palace.." Able thought about it roughly, maybe way to hard."What palace?"
"Adda. Daevite queen. Actually, I could use your help with something…"
"Yes about that…"
"Adda do you even know what I mean?" "Yes, but I want it done, can you already tell I care or do I need to keep pretending?"
"Considering your actions, yes I'd say you do care. Quit being self-conscious this is why you have a complex."
As much as Able loathed being torn into, but for the sake of reconnecting, he'd tolerate it.
"See? Now let's go."
"Mama!" three little girls and a small boy ran up to their mother. Lauaa stood closing the book in her lap.
"Now what will happen? To Earth?"
"Don't worry we got a plan—" Sam switched her attention to the 4 little ones jumping and hugging at her leg."Hello, my precious babies. Nayliaha what's on your face?"
"Mama brought back "stickers" — look! This one smells!" she said showing her the one reminiscent of a certain brown pile.
"Thier a type of decoration," said Enron.
Nikiel chirped on her toes."I wanna got to Earth now!"
"No, It's…" Sam told them, looking at Lauaa with scrutiny, "Why did you tell— you know what later."
"I need to poop!" Pohhanda ran out of the room.
"Not in my room! No!" yelled
Able walked the intricate halls of the palace, from his time alive he would have never recognized this was Daevonia. He smiled faintly, ever proud of his daughters' accomplishments.
He watched 4 children run through the halls with Wondertainment bubbles, running around like hamsters colliding into one another with cheer and glee. It was almost a sight that made him wretch, but one he intended to pay no mind — or would have — if one hadn't approached.
"Hi," said Nikiel.
And next followed another, "I haven't seen you around here, were you just chartered?"
Ables eyes narrowed, not long after he recouped himself in an act. He felt like it long ago."No, go away." he strode off, coming to a surprise that these little ones could keep up in their little toy rather quickly.
"Are you trespassing!?"
Able came to an abrupt stop then snagging the slight girls' bubble that his talon-like nails instantly popped. Her carelessly grabbed the little girl by the hair like reins and clenched her eye to eye with himself. Tears brimmed in her eyes as she was forced to look into his. They were like black voids, pits of apathy, or more of now, indicators of his rage and impatience.
"Who will care for the fate of a drudge? You will learn your reservation," black dagger in hasnd, he aligned it with the small girl's scalp. He forced it. Her squeals and kicking legs running off of her brethren.
Enron with little training he had received kicked in Ables' leg, he falters dropping the child, whose whole face at that point was streamlets of blood from her forehead.
Able caught his balance and cracked a grin."What are you? Karsica?
Yurishks?"
The boy screeched, his face the image of fear and rage blood flying even as his eye he blinked and twitched."Get away from my sister you beast!" Able felt the plunge of his own dagger in his eye, multiple times.
"Die!"
"Enron!" Lauaa pulled him off, the boy wheezed and sobbed, tinting her pure white dress in his grandfather's blood.
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Able woke next in a cell the way the bed fit his back was a familiar feel, he jolted up, he was back in the foundation, he thought, as he charged a kick at the door but the sum of his attack he felt in its impact, sending him hurling into the wall, that neither dented or tore.
This couldn't be. Not when he had finally escaped, had his chance of reconciling — he drew a blade with all his might he waved it — he could no longer feel his legs, his lungs filled with blood. The other half of him landed on the ground.
Again he awoke. This time he could tell something was off. He had died. This was not his cube. In that case, he must still be in Daevonia, If so, why was he imprisoned?
on his second inspection, he peered outside the doors moving material of plasma could faintly see her walking away from his peripheral,
"Samariah! what is this!?"
She left him answerless and continued to walk.
He banged his hand hard on the wall, feeling every bit of the hit."Samari! Rubatu!!"
Disbelief, his heart ran cold, Sam's face was a shroud as his screams and cries filled the dungeon behind.
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He sat in his Cell. A keeper passed him by, Able called but he ignored him. He waited longer what seemed like days — until she appeared before him again.
Samariah said nothing. She stared at him lifelessly. He simply looked back waiting for her mouth to open, for her to explain things, but she did not. After what would be considered minutes, she diverted her gaze solemnly and left.
Able screamed at her first steps."Was it that child…?"
Sam stopped, turned, and looked at him without regret. His anwser.
"It took you that long. How am I supposed to defend you for this?"
"I see that you've become the caring conquerer—"
"I did not conquer. I fought for this position."
"Rubatu…"
"Do not call me that. I am your Queen. Not a princess. I will release you soon. But you will relish outside the palace grounds. You are to never approach me, my children, or my wife again. You are free from your box." Sam left with that…
Able couldn't help but grin with pride of her news," Children? You sire? Children… wait — who was that girl?"
No. It couldn't have been. Then the one who stabbed him — he caused his grandson do that? His head could not bow enough to stop his bated tears and self-disgust, at his hands, "Samari… I'm sorry."
Hoping she heard, but she did not. He sat on his bed.
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Months in their time he was released, his daughter was not so ashamed she would have him dwell without some amenities. Whatever the toilet was supposed to be. Not that he required it, but status wise… no, he didn't deserve that… why could he realize nothing?
He looked at his ring, where ever it was, he would now return…
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Able came up to the castle guard."Let me in. There is something I must assist my daughter wi-" He was taken in before the end of his sentence. They returned him to his residence with a warning.
Samariah watched, he saw her above, her ears were for deaf his cries, the queens' lips folded back in a frown as she turned her way back inside.
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Able sat on his bed, that he found was as well a table, and a fridge, Hie came to find his accouterments were a single commodity — how simple… He turned on the window, which happened to be a television.
A year had passed when he was struck with words, the news that there would be a grand celebration the following week, or at least that how could comprehend it taking place, which was vaguely. He cared not for this, it was the next news that struck him.
There was a ding at his door. Like an alerted guard dog, his head turned. The Daevites as he had previously learned before this, had never been celebratory of new life, but under his daughters rule things had undergone a change. His face lifted a grin at the invitation: The birth of the queens 5th child.
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Lauaa and Sam stood over the crib. The little one slept calmly in the incubator bowl, the new and fragile lives name, Etta, his little horns were like two acorns
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Two young girls with platinum hair raced on ahead of their siblings, forever they had wanted to come here, earth, and their wish, granted.
The wide red and white striped circus tent begged for Enrons attention as well as Nikiels notice, the boy's finger pointed out the various carts and rides within the gated rails for their grandfather to see.
Who's appearance himself sent tension throughout the ticket takers veins.
Able set down the whole payment."Give me 6." the infant in the baby sling sat oblivious on Ables' chest, slobber coated fist in his mouth.
As the audience waited for the main performance the waiting playlist played Linkin Park through the speakers," Oh my gosh! Ganpa!" said Nayliaha agasp, eliciting Ables attention."Your this song!"
Able thought about that, and failed to see the comparison.
"Oh yeah!" said Nikiel, "I can see grandpa fighting."
Able couldn't begin to imagine how they came up with that or with what in general they had decided — Pohhanda was resculpting a spectators tupe — "Pohanda!" he cautioned, the girl went stiff in her act.
The sound of a buzz and a spotlight signaled for deference, "Watch." Able said. He couldn't help that it sounded like an order. All grandchildren unprompted diverted their gaze to the center ring…
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"Um, Icky?" Manny stepped up to The ringmasters' desk, currently occupied with whatever jargon-filled the screens of all five computer monitors. "We've just got a guest…"
"Okay cool." her eyes tracked back onto emails.
"No, Icky. This is urgent. I don't know what it means if this is an infiltration, or what. Look who we've got."
He passed a copy of the receipt over prevalent pages, in a glimpse, Ickys demeanor changed from destitute calm to protective suspicion, eyes narrowed.
"What in the…"
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The Children and the tall man exited the Big Top.
"Hey!" cried Nikiel to Pohanda, who held her freshly snatched ice cream cone."That's mine!"
"I want another one!"
"Pohanda!" Able knelt making direct personal space, "This will be the last time I warn you! You have been misbehaving this entire venture. Must I tell your mothers of this conflict?"
The little girl bowed her head and fiddled her foot in the dirt."No…"
"Give her back her cone."
Pohanda did as he said.
"Oh! Oh! Grandpa!" Enron hopped and pointed, "Can we go there next?" Able took a look, the neon-lit words 'The Petting Zoo' flashed far off.
"Petting zoo? No, I am sorry, Enron, I was only given enough for you all to see the main act."
Naliayah wined."Aw! Why-?"
"We are not even supposed to be here," It was true. Their mothers barely agreed to this outing. They might as well be dooming themselves at the Alliances' discretion. Still, the children needed to know there was more to their lineage, more to their small worlds than only where they were allowed to travel."Let's go home."
"And where will that be?" asked the voice of Icky. The woman and her second in command, both hammer and gun equipped.
Able glared pushing himself in front of the children."Can I assist you?" he said with narrowed eyes.
"Oh! wait! you were actually here for the rides and stuff?" asked Lolly, who waved at the horned infant, making him smile.
"Yes. We were leaving."
"Oh. quick question weren't you with the foundation?"
"Not anymore." Ables senses went on high alert, he couldn't risk it. Drawing a blade the children huddled behind him. "Are you?"
"Woah! Woah! Woah!" measured Lolly, "Calm down with, that will you? I mean you've got a baby there!"
"Do not patronize me. 8,000 years I am nothing like I used to be. I dash and your head will fly off. The baby will survive. You will not."
"8,000 years, buddy, it's only been 6 months since the library and everyone in their mothers' basement sent out your Red Alert. We're just being cautious because we don't want you dragging stuff here," said Icky.
"Hey, the little ones wanted to see the petting Zoo right? We wanted to see if you'd wanna make a deal."
"Forget it."
"But if you do it. You get to come back free."
"We don't plan on returning." Able replied bluntly, with that said Nikiel bowed her head in sadness. Able could feel it off of her, not an excuse, no if anything a reason to keep his guard up.
"Look we promise, nothin'll happen." Icky said."But if you want to leave you can."
"I wanted to see the creatures…" Naliayah said at his thigh with a sunken tone.
Able gave up. He wanted them safe. No, they had to leave. It wouldn't hurt to find out what they had in mind.
"What is your deal then?"
Lolly got giddy up and down, vibrating till the dirt ground was above with dust. Able retracted his statement scrunching his face."Nevermind."
"No, she's just like that. We wanted to you to help us capture something…"
Able remained lukewarm."Go on…"
"A kaiju!" Chirped Lolly.
Ables' eyes rolled. He knew what this was; This was the standard capturing things that mystify them schtick."How do you know that that is what that is?"
Lolly shrugged."What else could it be?"
"Depends let us see;" He knew, If it is from a Domain not known by the Alliance, they may be able to capture it if not, they won't.
"Awesome! I'll tell—"
"When I return. Let me bring these ones back. She's been wanting to consult you about that thing that you use."
"Consult? Who? Who?" Lolly said enthusiastically," Come on tell us!!"
"When I return."
Icky's head shook."No. We need to know. You're not bringing back anything fucky, right?"
"No. You should be grateful if she even spares this deformed plane."
Icky hesitated."Hold on! Quit stalling-"
Suddenly, as if it was God himself, A gush of wind rushed down and eviscerated the nearby tents and ground below from the sheer force of the wind cutting through, Lolly unable to step to the left, went flying.
"Where is it!?" A woman called out, walking out of the smog skim, her well—proportioned and slightly muscled body Clad in a deep purple dress obscured none of her heavenly gifts; her looks were so exquisite even the glittering diamond necklace and golden and fang gauges she wore couldn't begin to compare.
Sam brushing away her side locks she looked at the damage, wrought by her entrances twists of wind."Jesus. Fuck off. I just wanted to come back."
Lolli having landed on her head flipped back like a bent back ruler. Immediately brandishing her hammer she revolved on her heels by the momentum coming around and round, rapidly, striking a black blur with large concussion.
Able stood unmoved back by vapor waves in that resonated off his full armor. His breastplate was wide, the pauldrons and vambraces were thick, the hue was not that of the pristine heavens, but rather of the dark jet black.
One fail swipe of his blade aside and the air was a Blasphemy of wide red. The strange glow crescented off shattered lollys Hammer to measured scraps.
Once again blown sky high lolly yelped.
"ADDA! Your first intervene was enough, the second strike was overdone!"
Anyone could feel the grin from behind his helmets breaver."I apologize. But amusement in the
Sam pushed over her temple and shook her head."I'm no more the guiltier I suppose…"
The armor on able wisped off like it was blown off the black fog sun back into a void.
"That you are."
"Adda don't be mean. I haven't been here in a while, how am I supposed to calibrate my Y axis?"
"Just do. I did not raise an imbecile."
"Addaaaaa… you're the one who just sent a woman airborne, I know my genes." she heaved her exhaustion for the commonly insulative occurrence, "Let me fix this…"
With a tweak of her hand, a spark from her finger snap sent ripples throughout the Circus bringing back to normalcy and upright the overturned carts and damages. Lolly came as if she was brought back in front of them like a rewind of a tape.
"I am sorry about that entrance. I'll admit it was not our best hello."
"My- My Hammer!!"
"Adda!" Sam snapped over a shoulder, and bent a finger down at Lolly, "Replacement!"
Able tore out a large black Warhammer.
"No!" Lolly stomped."I liked mine!"
"I will give you an even better hammer," Sam told her, "Heres your promise." sam flicked down some mystic switch. The prismatic rose that could be considered the symbol of the very deity around it bloomed, petals a flash of very existence it's self-wrapped into the shape of the shape of a hammer.
One far too Ideal for lolly to comprehend."I-I-Its B-beeeeautiful!"
"Take it,"
Lolly took the hammer with the smore face. The candy cane shaft was perfect and reached around to greet lolly with its neck."~Hello master!" it said with jovial glee, voice goofy like a toon.
"It TALKS!? I'ma name you,… "Nothing came to mind."Later! I'll name you later!"
"How do I say I'm sorry? I know. You all had a Kaiju problem, among other risks, but I'll get to that later. My children seemed to really enjoy your performance I'd like to thank you for your hospitality. Especially given their origins."
"Oh. Oh! Oh yeah, we accept all kinds of guests!"
"Yes. Even Daevite princesses and princes. I'm impressed. Now you made my father and them an offer. I hope you'll follow through once we're done?"
"Princesses and princes? Hey wait, wouldn't that make you a Queen?"
"Well, Empress, but same thing. I secretly call my self a female king. Theres no reason for that. I just like how it sounds."
