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Post by The Chronic Dragon on Feb 25, 2009 1:19:55 GMT -5
[shadow=turquoise,left,300][glow=turquoise,5,300]Blind Ambition[/glow][/shadow]
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Post by The Chronic Dragon on Feb 25, 2009 1:20:14 GMT -5
Rax sat alone on a rock on top of a hill overlooking a barren field. It was coated with grayish dirt, completely covered in dead and dying shrubs, and devoid of even a single blade of grass. He sighed and rose. His adapting armor suit beeped saying he was becoming dehydrated.
"Oh shut up." he said to the little device. He looked to his left as he hiked and saw the distant mountains. Lightning flashed below the storm that was coming to a head just past the mountain range.
Up ahead he heard the sounds of a stream amongst the skeleton-like trees. He quickened his pace and arrived at the water's edge. Drinking the clean, spring water as if he'd never drank anything again, he glimpsed his reflection. Oh right he thought, fumbling for the thick blindfold in his pocket. His glowing blue eyes were showing. Quickly tying the blindfold, he stood up to allow his psyche-sight, as his brother Dire called it, to become accustomed to its surroundings.
He began making his way back to the military camp. Teleportation was...boring...to say the least. Granted, he thought, pretty much everthing near here is dead. Still he liked the taste of adventure. He loved the fresh smell of the air and the feel of his feet as they shuffled through dirt. Yet, despite this enjoyment he constantly looked about cautiously. Which makes sense seeing as he had just escaped from a Miradran prison.
The second sight is difficult to describe, because it is better than normal sight in picking up sharp details and fast motion. But one does not really get a feel for what they are seeing, the images look filtered or used. It is with this sense he saw the pine forest emerge from over the hillside. He was awestruck; after so much death and barren-ness this much life took one's breath away.
Beyond the forest is the military camp he thought, relieved to finally be going back. Then he sensed it. Not so much a disturbance, more like a change; something that hadn't been there before. He wheeled around and dashed to the edge of the rocky and terraced hill. The field in the distance was flashing and reeked of burning ozone. His captors were teleporting. Infuriated, he searched himself over and soon found what he was looking for. A small chip with a micro LED flashing. He crushed it in his fist and looked up again.
There were more now. Humanoid figures with gray skin and reptile spikes, whether they were armored or not, marched dramatically toward him. That's a bit much he thought angrily. Though I'm pretty much f**ked no matter how ya slice it. I can't teleport because they'll see me and intercept me and I can't run because they can move faster than me in underbrush. He clenched his teeth and fists and punched the trunk of a nearby tree. Then, resigning himself to death, he drew his sword and teleported into the marching horde.
They reacted with surprised yells. Rax took a battle stance and prepared to fight. But was surprised when no one stepped forward. Then, to his dismay, the warden of the prison and commander of he army stepped forward. The creature who had tortured him and his fellows. Tears of fury welled in his eyes remembering the shrieks of pain he had to listen to and do nothing about, how he himself was tortured mercilessly, and how the creature before him laughed as he watched.
"You must have a deathwish sir." Rax said, his voice shaking with rage and hatred.
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Post by The Chronic Dragon on Feb 26, 2009 2:05:28 GMT -5
The commander laughed. Rax's hands tightened on the hilt of the sword. The gray leathery face was full of malicious glee. Yet, the commander's orange eyes were ablaze with fury.
"You pitiful halfbreed, be both know that you are completely powerless without any energy."
Taken aback, but hiding it, Rax replied smugly,
"That's not what your mother said," several of the horde stifled chuckles. "That's right laugh. Like the ignorant, cowardly, snakes you are."
Suddenly, the commander's fury now showed itself in full. He glared at Rax and his fists began to glow.
"SILENCE!! You have been trying my patience ever since we captured you in Alvarid." he said through clenched teeth. His back was hunched and the sickly glow from his hand reflected off his polished red armor, giving him a fitting demonic look.
"You speak the truth Rax I do have a death wish, YOURS! Your refusal to give information, sabotage, and mockery have irked me for the last time. Cowardly? I laugh. You don't know the meaning of courage." then he turned unexpectedly to the horde,
"Leave now, all of you. I would like to speak with the mutt alone."
They reluctantly obliged, obviously wishing to see the inevitable carnage.
The commander turned to face him, suddenly calm. "I'm going to kill you Rax." he said simply. "There is no escaping it, nothing you can do to stop it, I am going to kill you."
Then he did something Rax did not expect. In the blink of an eye he pulled out a collapsible RPG. Taking dead aim he said, "Let's see how you fare with a solid object." Rax positioned himself to absorb the blow palms first.
He let the shell fly, and it streamed towards Rax. It hit his palm and shattered, but the energy of the explosion flooded into his pores. It was massive. He felt the energy invigorate every cell in his body. He whipped off the blindfold and wrapped it around his mouth like a bandanna. His aura, which looked like a yellow and blue heat haze, was furiously waving, wraithlike, on his body. It was now within his ability to destroy half a continent.
The commander looked stunned as Rax leered at him.
"That's how I handle a solid object Lucius." he said coldly.
"DON'T YOU DARE CALL M-" the commander started. But Rax teleported behind the Mirad and kicked him into the air. Again and he kicked him a few yards north. Constantly he teleported kicking and punching the commander until they were both freefalling from 5,000 feet in the air, and the commander looked more or less like a bloody bruised mass of flesh. Finally, charging his fist with energy, Rax punched to creature earthword. He launched down like a rocket in reverse.
However, Rax's morality interfered with the action. He caught the commander and teleported with him to the ground, landing with a thud, throwing him into it.
"Be thankful I didn't kill you. Because I can assure you it is a gift that will not be given again." Rax said to the pitiful shape of the creature before him. He turned to continue on his previous route.
"I knew you couldn't Rax." He spun to see the commander rising feebly. His arm was twisted at an odd angle and was obviously broken.
"Excuse me." Rax said coldly.
"I knew you wouldn't kill me. You're a coward, and you'll always be a coward. Like your father, you're weak."
"W-What?!" Rax asked, stunned.
The commander spat out a mouthfull of blood, then smirked.
"Yes, your father had me cornered. He thought himself clever to ambush my troops. It was all cowardice. They were all dead but me and your father had a gun to my head. When he lowered it he said, 'Go tell your superiors that Earth is private property.' then he teleported leaving me alive. The fool let me live!" He laughed uproariously.
Rax shook with rage and hatred so intense, his aura was now fiery. Bitter tears streamed from his eyes as he remembered all the childhood memories of his father. How his father came home and hugged him after the honorable discharge, how his father laughed when Rax first absorbed the energy from a lightbulb, and how proud he was when Rax graduated two years early.
The commander, oblivious, kept going, "He didn't even have to fight, I found out, he volunteered. I cornered his own legion, saving him for last and I looked into his eyes as I stabbed him through the chest. You should be proud Rax you father was the first not to beg for de-" He stopped, finally looking at Rax.
Rax's utter outrage, despair, and hatred, had awakened a part of him that he had never known before. His very essence crackled and sparked and his skin glowed. Stray archs of energy battered the ground and kicked up fragments of earth. Yellow tongues of electricity sparked across his skin and pure yellow aura, and his eyes now glowed three times brighter and red instead of blue.
He did not even speak, nor make any movement other then stick his arm in the direction of the commander. Energy arched from his fingertips, forming a glowing sphere.
"NO!" the commander said defiantly, and teleported. Or tried to at least, he tried several times but the energy created was absorbed into the massive force that heated the very air around them.
The sphere was the size of his head and his palm pulled back before he said calmly, "Give my regards to Satan for me. I'm don't think I'll ever get the chance."
"N-No please, h-have mercy!" the commander said cowering.
Rax teleported so he was ten feet from his face.
"Look who's the coward now." he sneered. "Sorry, no Indian giving Lucius. Tough luck huh?"
[glow=gold,5,300]VOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM[/glow] The twenty-yard diameter beam echoed across the plain, bathing everything in a blinding yellow light. The commander screamed as every atom was ripped from his body.
Rax never once showed emotion. Even when the beam was finished and he retied the blindfold around his eyes. He showed no remorse. When he had teleported back to the stream he looked back at the charred groove he'd carved into the earth down on the field. The rain started falling. The soft pitter on the stream and the distant thunder the served as the only soundtrack for the thoughts he now processed as he rubbed his eyes.
Finally gathering himself up, Rax headed towards the pine forest. He reached the edge and looked back one last time.
He then whispered coldly, "That was from my father you son of a b*tch." And with one last breath he vanished into the trees.
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Post by The Chronic Dragon on Jun 14, 2009 21:19:19 GMT -5
After a few days in the forest, Rax finally emerged. He lifted his forearm over his head to shield his face from the bright sunlight. Before him was a large expanse of lush green grass that stretched for miles through the valley in which the forest was situated.
Rax surveyed the scene, Well he thought my choices are hike and be bored or teleport and be bored. He very much wanted to see his brother again so he chose the second option. Focusing mentally on the image of the camp he teleported.
It is hard to describe the reaction, because he teleported into the middle of the camp below the statue of the army's founder. First he was surrounded by about fifty soldiers with fully charged particle guns, all from varying races of creature. Then one of the soldiers recognized him. Lowering his gun he called, "Rax!" his friend strode over and gave Rax a hi-five and embraced briefly.
"Hey. How have things been going? What happened on that Recon mission when we lost contact?" Concern was very present in his friend's red eyes. "You know what," he motioned as if to wave it aside. "Questions can wait, your brother is going to want to see you. Rax finally spoke, "You read my mind Tenebrae." they walked towards the large metal structure where high ranking members' quarters were located. Rax glanced at his friend Tenebrae. Tenebrae was an Umbratian, a species of alien that was one of the first contacted by Earth when warp tunnels were discovered. A species that had a strange anatomy that enebled them to become like shadows on the ground, even enabled them to suck enemies into the ground itself. The were completely black, not like the ethnicity but like a dark closet to a blind person black. Not to mention the fact that their skin felt very insubstantial and when they walked their motion blurred no matter how slow they moved. Nevertheless, he was one of Rax's closest friends.
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