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7/24/2018 5:31:35 AM
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Journey To DarkSpire Part 13: Ebony Will
“???: Team Zulu moving in, closing in on what seems to be Cell unit /3. We’ll be expecting heavy resistance. Alpha, move in.
Alpha: Taking position. Movement up north at your position. Watch your asses. This thing blew up a -blam!-ing star and survived. I’ll provide Overwatch.
Team Zulu Captain: I see movement in trees, Looks a bit too big to be the unit, doesn’t it?
Alpha: Negative, continue on Zulu.
Team Zulu Captain: Alpha, You sure about this?
Alpha: Yes, This’ll work out fine, trust me.
Team Zulu Captain: Moving in. We’ve positioned ourselves right in front of the damn thing. It’s beginning to emerge. Keep your sights on it.
*Short moment of silence*
Alpha: Zulu, Status?
Team Zulu Captain: So far, nothing out of the ordi- Oh -blam!-!
*Gunfire and Snarls*
What the -blam!- is this thing? It’s a dragon, dino sort of shit!
Alpha: I can’t see the damn thing!
*Screams and snarls continue*
*More gunfire*
Team Zulu Captain: -blam!-.... the damn thing just split into two! Alpha! Call in the exfil portal! We need to get the -blam!- outta- -blam!-!
*Crunching of bones and static*
Alpha: Zulu? Zulu, come in! -blam!-! Portal’s down!”
— Recording found on a small device in Texas Jedi’s bar
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Cell-3 seemed to bend down for a minute, before his black metal shoulder plates began to move a bit, and his feet began to morph into clawed feet, with a more predatory look. His hands retracted, and out of his arm came another clawed hand. His chest plates transformed into small vents and scales of some sort, and green light radiated out of the vents. His head began to open up, and out extended a toothed jaw, with a black visor above it. Behind his head, a crest of some sort emerged. Finally, a tail slithered up, with a large spike at the end. He stood there, now a killing machine. He growled once, revealing razor sharp metal teeth, glistening in green light. He tapped one glowing claw on the ground beneath him. He backed up on his hind legs, and stared at the dragon of destruction in front of him. ImmaDrizzit stared at the mechanical menace with horror in his eyes, and Diana, now recovered, stood next to him, motionless, dissolving the golden dome. Robo Owl, ManofLight, and TotallyNotThor backed away from the dragon, eyeing the new mechanical monstrosity with confusion. Artemis dodged a swipe from Alphos, and she rolled over behind Cell, panting with her hand on the ground. Phoenix was the last to move away from the battle. He held in his hands orbs of fire, and he slowly backed away, with a laugh, brimming with grimness and celebration at the same time as the now predatory Cell-3 stood on all fours in front of Alphos. Alphos snarled once...
“You’re pathetic, materialistic one. Alphos will help you reach death faster. Why do you resist?” Growls Alphos as he thrusts his bony ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) wings up, lowering his horned and toothed head. His gaze was planted on Cell, waiting for a response...
“Target Received, Initiating Termination. Offensive Procedure Confirmed, Deleting Target” Emits the robot in a deep mechanical voice, and with a high pitched and blood-curdling screech, he lunged at the dragon of despair. Green claws dug into the beast’s scales, and Alphos screeched as he countered with a swipe, only to be dodged swiftly by Cell. The robot lodged onto Alphos’ back, clinging on and swiping his claws, sending scales flying. Alphos tries to spin around to get the robotic menace off of him, only to be met with intense pain. Black Blood flew out of his back, showering Cell’s mouth. Cell continued to slash at the open wound until he was swatted off by Alphos’ tail. Cell flew to the ground, but quickly got up and without warning lunged for Alphos’ throat. He latched on, avoiding Alphos’ swipes. After Cell got a good grip, he held back his clawed hand, and he raked it across Alphos’ throat, letting out a shower of black blood in all directions. Alphos screeched in pain, and he began to take flight. Cell threw himself to the ground as Alphos began to lift himself up. The robot landed on all fours, staring at the dragon, in the air, slowly heading for a hole in the roof of the cave. A laser sight was shot out of Cell’s shoulder, and a barrel emerges next to the laser. A small dart is flung out of the barrel, aimed at the dragon. It digs into Alphos’ foot as he flies out of the cave, roaring loudly. Slowly, Cell transforms into his normal robotic form, and Howard looks at him in awe...
“How.... how’d you do that?” He lets out in utter awe.
“I was a predatory prototype when I was first introduced. I molded my body into something else, but I kept the predatory programming because it was so darn useful.” Replies the robot, who was turned to the team.
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3 RepliesEdited by Cell-3: 7/24/2018 5:34:53 AMNotorious had a giant slash on his face, brimming with redness. Artemis bore a couple of wounds and bruises. TotallyNotThor was bleeding everywhere. As Cell began to speak, he heard a few footsteps behind him. Robo Owl readied his weapons as he saw a black figure crawling on the ground behind Cell. Zen pushed past Hammerfist, who was holding Foofer’s body, and he looks at the figure... “Could that be? Ebony?” He says as he squints. Cell turns around to see the figure, with one arm, pushing itself forward with a grunt. Cell let out a shot from his pistol, and the figure responded with a scream of pain... “STOP YOU JACKASS!” Yells Zen as he runs next to the fallen figure. He kneels next to it, as it lets out a pool of blood on the floor... “I got this...” says Diana as she picks up her staff and follows Zen. She positions her staff towards the figure, and a beam came out of its end, forming an aura around the figure. The figure began gasping, and it let out two words in a feminine voice... “Thank you...” “No problem. Be careful around Cell. He can be a bit.... easily scared....” responds Diana as she helps the figure up... “My name’s Ebony, apprentice of Draksos. I assume that Zen has told you the rest, correct?” The team nods in unison... “Good. You see, I lost my arm in battle due to colorless fire. I only have my right arm....” And with that, Robo Owl took the absolute worst opportunity to crack a joke... “Guess you need a hand, huh?” Artemis shot a single electric arrow at the robot’s circuits, temporarily frying them and rendering him unconscious... “Continue, please.” Adds the Archer. Ebony lets out a low growl before continuing her story... “Draksos isn’t normal. Something’s wrong with him. He’s never been this harsh before. I... I need your help. Something larger is tugging the strings of these events... something... menacing... something like-“ She was interrupted by a loud crash heard from above, raining dust and rocks below on the ground. A huge figure crashes through the ceiling, landing on the ground with two feet. It growls, and Notorious stares at it with fear. The figure was a great dragon, with black red-tipped horns, and ash colored teeth. An array of spikes surrounds it’s nose, and small black tufts of fur protrude out of its neck. Its eyes shine a bright yellow with black menacing irises. It had paws for hands, and its claws were shiny and glossy, and seemed to be made out of obsidian. It’s wings were huge and leathery, with small protrusions of bone at the tips. It sported a sleek scaly black body. The tail was odd, however. It seemed to be two tails intertwined into one like thick vines twisting around each other. At the end of the tail was a glossy black spike, similar to a cracked obsidian crystal. It resembled a hook. The dragon roared once, and it sounded reptilian yet mammalian... “Oh.... -blam!-ity -blam!-...” says Cell-3 as he grabs Robo Owl’s unconscious body and throws it inside of a golden orb that Diana had created... “Is... is that... Zhul Gamma?” Says Notorious as he stares at it with fear... “No, it’s not. Of course it’s not. Can’t be. Couldn’t be. Never could’ve gue— -blam!-!” ManofLight stops mid sentence as a spike emerges out of his stomach. A gleaming black spike. It slowly pulls out of him, leaving him on the ground, vulnerable. Hammerfist looks at his fallen ally with horror. He phases next to him, and helps him up. Above him, roars and explosions are heard. ManofLight pants heavily as he slowly leans on Hammerfist. Hammerfist is met by a staggering force, sending him flying across the cave and smashing into a stalagmite. ManofLight writhes in pain as a beam of blue fire is produced from Zhul-Gamma’s mouth and hits ManofLight. He screams in pain, struggling to put out the flames. TotallyNotThor comes to his aid, controlling the flames of nature as he douses them off. ManofLight gasps for air as he looks behind TotallyNotThor to see a huge gaping jaw... “Watch Out!” Yells ManofLight as he pushes TotallyNotThor aside, the teeth barely grazing his arm. Instead, the dragon catches ManofLight in its mouth, and with one swift chomp, ManofLight disappears... “NOOOOO! YOU... YOU’LL PAY FOR THAT YOU SORRY EXCUSE FOR A DRAGON!” Yells TotallyNotThor as his eyes suddenly turn dark blue. His hands are drenched in blue lightning and water... “I summon...” he whispers, and then he adds, loudly: “THE TEMPEST CATASTROPHE!” The words seemed to have come out of his mouth naturally. A giant swirling hurricane was produced in front of him, about three times his height. It was crackling with lightning. He made smooth movements with his hands, guiding the cyclone of chaos towards the dragon... “The Tempest has chosen. Foul beast, you’re done for...” Says the druid before he sends the cyclone flying at the dragon. Water flies everywhere at harrowing speeds as the dragon’s screams are heard. Thunder could be heard. Scales flew off of the dragon, and it slowly fell to the ground. The cyclone eventually dissipated into a small puddle of water, and the druid stood in front of the dragon, taking small breaths. ImmaDrizzit observed the dead dragon... “Another battle won... but with a lost ally...” Says the Paladin in a sad tone... “Don’t get your hopes up yet, big guy...” Responds deatheater, who was now fully recovered but unaware of foofer’s death. Small yellow particles surrounded the bleeding dragon. They flashed once, forming a column of particles around the corpse. It could not be seen through the column. It flashed again. A roar could be heard, a reptilian one, almost like a hiss. Then, a mammalian one, almost like a lion’s roar... “Cower in fear... The Twin Deaths... Are Here” says a deep dark voice inside of the column... •••••• Let’s just get this over with, yes I am thinking of scrapping this series. I’m a perfectionist. I don’t think DarkSpire is good enough. And honestly, I’m not tempted to write it anymore. It’s been on the back of my to-do list. Oddly, I enjoy writing those Culture of DarkSpire thingies tho. But yeah, I really wanted to see DarkSpire in the end, but now I say “-blam!- it”...
