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Re: 〔ỒṤΣ〔 A World Beyond [Story]

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Tesana is not online. Tesana
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27 Apr 2012 11:55 PM
The other thing just felt too... random. I had it all planned out, but I kind of got bored. So I'll be starting this.

Note that this story is a fiction based off OSE, and may mention VERY few people by their Octavian names. Mainly, all characters are fictional. When they are mentioned, it is only for their position. The way the character acts and what they do is not to reflect the actual person.

This story will take place in OSE's future. More of the setting will be explained over time, but what is easily told is that something bad happened, and now everything is in some massive, interplanetary post-apocalypse. And the first few won't really be fun. They will be mainly just to set up the stage, and to kind of get a feel for the world that has been created.
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Part One: Our Ancestor's Shadows

It's kind of depressing, really. Seeing the old home of your family lying in ruins. Two years ago, and it looked like nothing had changed. But now it was like everything else. Cold, empty, and lifeless. The Verum Hall was fairly humble, for how old it was and where it was built. High in the cliffs of a world that people tend to leave, there was plenty of room to expand. But it was really quite small. I stood on a landing pillar, connected to the cliifside the Hall was built into by a bridge of greenish glass. A thick layer of snow was covering everything, only about a foot tall but it was well packed and hard to move in. I shivered, and it wasn't because of the cold. I was hoping maybe someone had survived here, how isolated it was. But it was deserted. A place that has been home to countless generations, empty and silent, aside from the ghostly echos you think you hear when you walk through it.

Someone stepped up behind me. "You want to go inside?" Valium asked me, his arms crossed. I was really amazed he wasn't complaining about the mountain air. He was only wearing simple civilian clothing. The Empire uniform was good at keeping your body heat in it, and I was freezing. He didn't let anything show on his face though. It was honestly unnerving. I nodded weakly, and started trecking forward through the snow. He followed behind, his footsteps audiable despite the snow.

There was no door. Looking at the sides, there wasn't even any kind of energy screen that would block anything. The wind prevented any snow from blowing in, but it was so odd seeing nothing covering the way in. Each step echoed around the main room, the enigmatic metallic stone of the Hall perserving the sound for several seconds after it was made. A small staircase led down to a lower area, which was fairly bare. A large screen with a couch in frong of it dominated the left side. It was off, it's power long since used. The other side had some kind of structure thing, which I couldn't guess to it's purpose. In one corner, two rooms laid claim to the space, one having a staircase leading up to it. I guessed those were guest rooms or something. Across from it, in the other corner, were two broken teleporters. So all there was to see was this one room.

"Nex..." Valium said, "We really should go." I nooded once. Starting at the remnants of what once was wouldn't keep us alive. I had hoped that there would be someone here. Anyone. Just a face I knew, other than the constant hostility and suspicion from strangers. Even in the uniform of the Empire, people were paranoid. What was once a symbol of honour now had you shunned in the world of today. It was sad.

I started walking back to the small fighter we had been traveling in, a well perserved Kestrel. It wasn't very comfortable to fit two people in, but it worked better than nothing.

Sitting in the back, I rubbed my eyes. "What did they hope to gain, exactly?" Valuim squinted, and sat down in the pilot's seat, the visor closing. "Novus Ordo destroyed everything. Was does that get them?"

Valium shrugged, pressing buttons and starting the craft up. "Amusement. Or just because they could." A sharp lurch let me know we were rising, and I braced for the sudden force of travel. "I mean, if any of them are still out there, they have one incredible story to tell. The death of civilization everwhere." He chuckled. "The honour they bring to their familes."

"I don't know where to go anymore. We've gone to every place I can think of. All the planets we've been to, and all we've seen are rouge remnants of militaries and small militia colonies." I slumped down in the tight seat. "Where do we go now?"

After a pause, Valium replied "Frostaria."

I raised a brow, though he couldn't see it. "Why?"

He shrugged. "They had a population that made rodents seem sterile. Theres bound to be some proper survivors there, even if they were led by worthless braggarts."

"Is there really a need to insult them? They died like everyone else." I rested into the seat again. "You never saw any of them. How would you know they were worthless?"

"My oh-so magical intuition," He said, with a flourish of his hand. Before I could respond, the ship launched forward, slamming my head back against the seat. A breif flash of starts hit my vision, and then went away.

I grunted. "The number of comments I could make..."

"You don't know the half of it."

Sighing hopelessly, like I did often lately, I tried to get comfortable. If nothing else came from this trip, I at least had this; I had nothing. Nothing to lose. I had no family left, no Empire to defend, to purpose in sight. Life, right now, seemed devoid of purpose. Which sucked. I hated my new outlook on life lately. But the truth hurts. All we could do is search for some kind of hope, even if we would never find any.

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28 Apr 2012 12:03 AM
I like it.
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29 Apr 2012 03:35 PM
Part Two: Perserved from the Past

Another torpedo narrowly missed the helm of the Kestrel by about a meter. Valium cursed silently, and forced the interceptor to go faster. The way the ship was designed, I couldn't see behind us, so I couldn't tell what was attacking us. The Kestrel, a fairly fast ship even without using any kind of warp drive, could likely outpace anything after us. We could turn around and try to fight whatever was shooting at us, but that may not end well. The most logical way to go was to run faster than was likely safe.

A few greenish bolts passed by the ship, further away than the last torpedo. "Definitely an Octavian ship," I muttered to Valium. He grunted, and held the ship straight. "There's no way we can keep going with this guy after us. And he clearly doesn't intend to go in front of us."

"We can run and live, or turn around and die," Valium said in a monotone. "I barely know how to fly this thing. You don't expect me to beat whoever it is?"

"I expect you to get us out of this!" I shouted. "I could fly it, but no, your bloody chivalry says I need to rest. I'm not a child."

Valium strafed to the side, and another torpedo went through the space we were in a moment ago. "Because you ARE a child, and I made an oath to take care of you. What do you want from me?"

"I wan't you to-"

"Look, must we do this now? If you notice, I'm busy tring to prevent us from being blown up. There's nowhere to crash in space, you know." I wanted to say something, but he had a point.
And he was right about why he does what he does. I was amazed he kept his promise to my father for this long. Most sane people would have left an 8 year old to die during an interplanetary armaggedon, but instead, he brought me along for 11 years now. Looking at him, you would think he would only be capable of monosylabic speech, being a behemoth of a human. Instead, he was one of the most dignified people I've ever met. Of course, I haven't had a whole lot of socialization time, growing up in a world like this, but from what I know he is.

He started veering right, the stars indicating our change in direction. "What are we doing?" I asked, considering there was still the occasional burst passing by us.

He sighed. "We need to land. There's nowhere to shake him. So we're going to the closest planet." He stopped talking, and started looking at the holographic display.

I thought. "What planet?" I asked, considering I had fallen asleep and we could be anywhere for all I knew.

Valium was silent for a long second. "Well, you know how you said you wished you could have seen Octavius Prime while it was alive?" He suddenly had my full attention. "Well, I suppose that will stay a dream. But you will at least be able to see what has become of it."

"We're going to Octavius Prime?" I said, after a moment of processing what he said. "You always said that we would never go there. That is was too dangerous."

He grunted. "It is. But it's safer than being out here."

I didn't really understand what he was saying. "What?"

He slid slightly to the side, allowing me to view the display. "Our stalker has quite a few friends," he said, enlarging the picture. I saw alot of shapes, of various sizes, all going in our general direction. Likely, some were pursuing, some were going to try to get on our sides in case we started changing course. They weren't close enough to catch us, though, so they weren't much of a threat.

He gestured to them, one hand still on the controls. "You don't know the glyphs. Its a Void-spawned armada after us," he informed, swearing in reference to a religion that was common on our home planet. "Not just interceptors. They have everything. Cruisers, Destroyers, even two Flagships, in all their terrible glory."

I was captivated by the dots. The features on it kept getting smaller and got closer together, more and more reddish glyphs appearing. "Why..." I began, but I couldn't complete the thought. "Why are they after us? How do they have all those ships?" Valium was silent. "There's no way that they could be bandits. That's not possible. And any Empire armada wouldn't attack one of their own ships. They wouldn't..." As much as I tried, my mind wasn't able to wrap around what was happening. Out of nowhere, an entire armada? Chasing us? Why? What did we do?

Valium closed the hologram, opening up a navigation one instead. Looking at it, I saw that there was a planet close by. Looking our the sides though, I couldn't see it. "There's no planet out there. The chart is wrong," I said.

"There is," Valium assured. "I've been keeping it under us. I didn't want you to see it."

"What? Why?" I asked, instinct telling me I should be offened by being left out of anything.

"Because you would know it by looking at it. You would want to land. And I didn't want to fight with you, especially knowing there would be no way you would win." I wanted to object, but couldn't. He was good at making it difficult to rebuttle him. I hated it. The stars shifted again, and suddenly the planet was in view. Seeing it, I instantly knew he was right about how I would have reacted. It didn't look awe inspiring or intimidating, I had seen alot of planets. But it was the simple knowing it was the cradle of the Octavian race gave it a kind of allure. "But we don't have a choice."

I stared at the planet, it getting slowly bigger as we flew to it. "Why isn't it safe to be on?" I asked, trying to stop my rampaging thoughts.

He shook his head. "You'll find out."

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29 Apr 2012 08:17 PM
Part Three: An Eternal Euphoria

"What is with you and mountains?" I asked, alredy feeling the cold despite having only just climbing out of the ship. Valium had landed the Kestrel up in the mountains. I had no idea which way was north or south on Octavius Prime, so I didn't know, at all, where we were.

Valium was engrossed by his little display on his wrist. "And computers. You love computers." He ignored me, and started walking off towards a ravine. "And you always act like I don't exist when you use them." He continued walking. "Am I invisible?" I muttered, starting to follow after him.

Hours of hiking followed. We had walked in mountains before, but not like this. The terrain was so random, everything was covered in ice, and we walked for HOURS. I don't know how he knew where he was going, as it was pitch dark out. The sword he made me wear felt like the weight of the world at this point. The sweat on my face stayed liquid because of my body heat, but made my face feel like every bit of it was frozen. I didn't bother complaining, because all through the day, ships had been flying overhead. We would hear the engine of one, and Valium would drag me to the most covered area. Earlier, we heard an explosion in the distance. Valium had emotionlessly announced "Kestrel's dead," And moved on. To me, it felt like somebody had died. The Kestrel had been one of the few constants the past few years, and was more of a home than anywhere else to me.

Eventually we came to part of the ravine where it started to rise sharply. Squinting through the dark, I noticed that there were buildings worked into the stone. I glanced at Valium. He gestured to it. "Pontifex. A small, isolated village. Its exists for one reason; to conceal a small Empire base. Only known to the eschelons of the Empire's service." He glanced around it, and I wondered how he could make anything out. "Deserted, like everything else."

Valium started walking to a staircase, and I followed. "Could... could we stop for a bit?" I asked, freezing shudders happening with startling regularity. He grunted, and stepped off the stairs to a side path, leading to a building. We walked up to the door, and he took out a little pistol. I made a face. "Really? He grunted again, and kicked the door in, pistol ready. I rolled my eyes, managing to feel contempt despite how weary I was, and stepped in.

Instantly I wished I hadn't. Looking at the room, I could tell right away it was a chapel for some religion. Every spot on every bench was occupied by the decaying form of a body. Everyone of them was dead, all slightly slumped over. It looked like each of them were sitting up and sponaniously dropped dead. Valium sighed. "Should have known this would happen in a place like this. I glanced at him. "Alot of these small villages have little epidemics going on in them. Generally they are vaccinated against them and it's controlled." He looked around the room agian. "When that stopped, the good boys and girls relied on faith to cure them of the illness. They died praying to their deity. Small mercy. They died content. A general euphoria may have been the feeling." He walked forward, moving down the central isle. "It will be with them eternally."

I was amazed, at how he thought it through. He was right in every way. Though I disagreed with his belief that they died happy. If I was sick, feeling death slowly take my body with no way to escape it, every moment would be suffering, emotionally and physically. Knowing my friends and family would die with me. It would be unbearable.

Valium lifted up a statue behind a little altar. It slid up, connected to something by metal rods. A secretive hatch down to whatever base he had mentioned. "Down," he said, and I walked over to it. A ladder led down into just darkness. I looked at him. "You have a light," he reminded. I nodded, flicking the switch on the little light on my waist, and climbed down. At the bottom, Valium was right behind me. "It's ony a few rooms. Follow me," he said, leading down a corridor.

"How do you know your way around here?" I asked, a question finally presenting itself.

"All these places are built alike," he said. "Laid out exactly the same." We went into a small room at the end of a hallway. A few beds were against one wall, a little walkspace along side them. "Just lie down in one," he said, standing against the wall. I obeyed, greatful to take the weight off my legs. "Now listen," he said in a commanding voice. Right away, I knew what he was going to say was noir. He rarely used that tone unless he was giving me some kind of instruction or telling me some kind of plan. "We're not safe anywhere," he told, stating the obvious. "Dont' ask any questions. Just leave it as this." He leaned in, lowering his voice. "You can not be taken by them. Do not let them have you."

I squinted at him, the dark making his features hard to read, my light off now. "What?"

He sighed, leaning back, and sliding to the floor against the wall. "Just listen. I will not tell you anything but this for now. Do not allow yourself to be taken. By anyone. If you are seperated from me, and anyone else tries to come to you, run, kill them, kill youself, just do not let them have you."

"What?" I asked again, not seeing what he was trying to say.

"Just don't. I'll say more if I need to." He stood up, went to one of the beds, and laid in it. I wanted to ask another question, but I couldn't manage to keep myself awake to complete a thought.
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30 Apr 2012 12:39 AM
Part Four: Stormclouds

Waking up, I saw nothing. At first, I fought a wave of panic, before rembembering we were underground. I shook my head breifly, and sat up. Out of the darkness, Valium's voice said quietly "Do not turn on your light."

I looked in the direction of his voice. "Why?" I asked, keeping his tone. I stood and stretched, and wondered how long I was asleep, because I didn't feel as stiff as I should.

"People. Soldiers. Several of them. They have lights. Searching the rooms. I've been distracting them by throwing things on the tables into other rooms. I woke you up. We're leaving," he said all at once. Remembering what he taught, I nodded, and pushed up against the wall near him.

"Should I take my sword out?" I asked, wondering what good it would do against men armed with guns.

"No. It may make noise. We need to surprise them," he said, not moving by what I could see. I heard a few slightly raised voices outside the door. "Nex," he said, his tone turning gentle, "Remember what I told you last night. Do not get taken." I nodded weakly, and again wondered why he was so suddenly adamant about that.

A deeper voice from beyond the door said "Door. Team 2, rally," followed by several footsteps. I felt a hand on my shoulder, and it was removed. Valiums quiet way of saying "Get ready." We waited for a moment. I had my left hand gripping the handle of the sword on my back. I had killed people before, but they were generally insane or trying to kill us. Never proper, readied soldiers. While I wore an Empire uniform, I wasn't a soldier. It was simply that is provided protection and was warmer. Valium wouldn't have wore it, insisting I would. Of course, there was no talk about it. It didn't fit him, and didn't have the right shape for a man, let alone one as toned as him.

The same voice ordered, "Move," and several pairs of feet started getting louder. They came to a stop, and the door slowly edged open. A man quickly stepped in, past us, gun forward. No light was facing in the room but his. I felt Valium shift, and I heard a faint sound of impact, a sudden snap, and then the light went to the ground accompanied by a thud. Someone behind the door swore, and then there were two people coming through the door. Valium moved solidly again, one movement followed by a loud thud, this time no snap. The second man to enter was knocked back, and fired his weapon at the floor our of reflex. A flash of greenish light blinded me for a moment, my eyes adjusted to the dark, but I turned to face the first man in. In the moment he had spun about and was readying his pulse rifle to fire. Before he could, I broght the full weight of the sword on my back in a downward arch on him. It hit, sank into flesh with a sick noise and went down deep. I think I hit betweem his neck and shoulder, and the weapon was stuck in bone.

The soldier hissed in agony, turning his weapon to face me. Dropping down, I barely avoided a shot that would have taken off my head. Immediatly after, an authorative voice boomed "No, you fool! You may hit the girl!" The soldier hesatated, and I charged in, grapping the blade and forcing it up in an odd angle into the side of his neck. Spinning about, ignoring the gargling noises of the dying man, I faced what I was guessing to be the door. There was the occasional flash of light coming from outside the door, the electronic pew-pew noise of Valium's gun easily remembered. No other things fired though. I stood, unsure of what to do. The random motions of the few flashlight beams were more confusing than helpful, so I kind of just stood there, watching.

After a loud thumping noise, someone announced "Hostile down," and there were a few more muffled sounds of people hitting each other. A few moments later, they grew silent and the voice said, "It's not the girl." I tried seeing what happened. Did they get Valium? Is that what they meant? Was he dead? I had to resist the urge to run out and look, because the soldiers would see me. That thought led me to another: Valium said not to let them take me. What was I meant to do? There was nowhere to run. I tried remembering what he said. "... Run, kill them, kill yourself, just do not let them have you." I looked in the direction of my sword, too dark to see after my night vision was wrecked by the flashlights. Was I meant to... do what? Stab myself? That didn't make sense. Valium was hurt. I couldn't leave him. That would be cowardly. Everything he said about the Verum family was to act with honor. What honor was there in running from this?

I decided it in my head. I had to help Valium. Gripping the handle of the sword, I ran out into the room. Instantly, however, something heavy and made of metal hit me in the face, making me fall to the ground, my legs still moving forward. Another force hit the back of my head, and I noticed I was on my back. I couldn't think for a moment, but there was a light in my eyes.

The same voice that had been talking most of the time made a satisfied grunt. "We got her," he said, in a confirming way. A breif chuckle followed. "My, my. We come all this way for the enigmatic catalyst, and it simply gives itself to us." He was silent for a moment before adding "And what a pretty little package it comes in. Oh, today is turning out just fine." I heard a few footsteps, walking away. "Knock her out. Bring her," he ordered, softer than before, telling me it was him walking away. Another heavy force on my face and everything went black.
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30 Apr 2012 04:48 AM
Part Five: Catalyst

I couldn't remember when I woke up. It felt like I had been standing for eons. A slight mechanical hum was constantly heard from whatever I was lying on. It was flat, hard, and clearly metal. My arms, legs and head were bound down, so I couldn't look around. All I saw was one small light, right above me, constantly shining. It overpowered anything else I would have seen, if I was able to move.

I had a splitting headache. I thought my nose was broken, but couldn't tell. I was still wearing the uniform, so they didn't... well, do "vewy bad stuff" while I was out. I tried thinking. Valium. Where was he? Was he okay? Thinking about him, of course, brought up more thoughts. He had said not to be taken. No matter what. I didn't know why, but I respected his judgement. He almost seemed scared thinking about it. And look where I was. Bound, in pain, and definitely captured.

On that note, why, exactly, did they want me? They were willing to sacrifice men to try to take me alive, why? Nothing I thought of made sense. My head started to hurt worse. I stopped thinking.

Some time later, I heard a door slide open, and someone walked in. "Hello, my dear catalyst," the definite he said. "You don't know me, but I know you." A slight pause, with a bit of movement. "I am the humble Emperor Xantetragrigious. Clearly, I don't casually go by such. No, I simply go by Sire lately." A few more footsteps, getting closer. His face came somewhat into my view. Somewhat ragged, long silver hair went down the sides of his face. He had dark skin, and sharp features that, while not exactly pretty, were memorable. His eyes, I couldn't make out the colour, were light, and he stood looking at me. "The catalyst. The trigger. The key. The elusive fugative we have searched for for years now. And here you are."

I wiggled slightly, trying to move, to no avail. I tried to formulate some kind of thought. "What do you mean by catalyst?" I ended up on.

He grinned. "Stalling tactics, wonderful. I'll let you play stupid, my dear. You are the catalyst. The last Verum. Your family went and trapped itself in your void-spawned Hall. For a while, we thought we had lost any hope of unlocking the Armaggedon Codex, but alas, you came down on your pretty little ship, and we followed you." He cocked his head a bit. "Why were you not with them?"

I thought about what he said. "Armaggedon Codex?"

His lip pursed. "Ignore my question? Poo. Yes, dear, the Armaggedon Codex. Your family's ace in the hole, the lost superweapon, the great pacifier... DNA locked. So simple, yet when there are none with the proper DNA, very difficult to open. You see, I'm the true Emperor. Yet there are pretenders. I don't want to loose my men, so we use you, activate whatever is in the Codex, and rule everything. Simple."

I searched my memory. Codex? I never heard of this thing. Clearly the man was insane. But... he seemed so sure. I didn't understand what he was talking about. But whatever it was, he believed it was worth alot, and I had something to do with it.

He turned to walk away. "I just wished to introduce myself," he said, brushing imaginary dust off his sleeve. The door opened, and he walked out of it. "Oh, yes," he said, spinning around "I volunteered you for some little experiments. Hope you don't mind. If your DNA is so special, we could make some wonderful goodies to further ourselves." The door closed, and was left alone again.

A small hiss started. I glanced about. A light fog started filling the room. I would have struggled a bit, for dignity's sake, but I couldn't make myself move. Everything felt so tired. Despite the growing fear in my heart, my mind went to black again.
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02 May 2012 11:37 PM
Part Six: I hear the echos of the past

"... Yet, somehow, you are incapable of bonding anything?" was the first thing I heard after I began to wake up. There was some shuffling and muted curses for a moment. "You had told me it was perfect. The key to everything. What's the problem?" The voice resonated with authority. Not the arrogant, Im-better-than-you type, but the hard earned kind that comes from being both respected and feared.

"I was wrong, okay?" said a somewhat shrill voice, a few octives off. "At first glance, it looks as if it would accept the augmentations perfectly. Yet in reality, her body is... well, worse than the control." More light, rapid footsteps could be heard, along with a few electronic noises and humming. I couldn't open my eyes. Not that they were closed, they just wouldn't open. I didn't feel any muscles meeting my commands, no matter how hard I tried. The lighter voice again spoke, saying "The DNA does, though, seem to work with all these algorithms... It rejects any kind of augmentation, but it completes and merges eloquently with it. It's oxymoronic in nature. I don't understand it."

An exasperated sigh came from the deeper voiced of the two. "Put it simple for me, Lunus," he said, clearly frustrated and bored.

More silence and small footsteps. "Yes, yes, catalyst and all. She can unlock Xant's precious Codex, but his dreams of some miracle super soldier will have to be from somewhere else." The man chuckled, in an childish way of mischeif. "No, no, what she's accepted is far more incredible.

"Lunus, I'm going to rip your spine out and make you eat it if you don't just explain what you dragged me here for." I could feel the impatience from the veteran voice, if I didn't understand what they were talking about. I remembered that the Emperor-man had said, calling me the 'catalyst' to something, but whatever else these two were discussing was beyond me.

"Yes, yes, don't rush me." Another silence, feeling longer each time, entered the room, before Lunus spoke again. "As I said, her body rejects the artificial augmentations ment to harmonize with the organic muscles in her body. Why, we don't know. Again, no supersoldier here. What we do have here, though, is something far more valuable in the long run." I wish I could see what was happening. The silences were driving me mad. It went of for a good minute or so before he decided to talk. "Those... signals. Those waves. The ones that always get interpreted in demented ways. With something very minor, her mind can understand them. Not understand as in comprehend, mind you, but it... It gives them shape, purpose. I've never seen anything so... complex, yet so simple. It's a song, I believe. Yet nothing of any nature I know of. It's from none of the known races that populate any nearby galaxies. I can guess it's some remnant signal, like those from the big bang, but these... I don't know. They have a sense of life to them." He laughed again, then snorted in a disgusting wet sound. "I must seem like I'm babbling. Excuse me. It's a passion of mine, decrypting."

Heavy, slow footsteps, paced back and forth for a few moments. "Unknown alien signals, your saying? Signals that, before now, we have had no way of finding out what they were?" I suppose Lunus nodded or made some subvocal reply, because the deeper voice sighed. "Keep her here. Monitor them. Don't let her wake up."

Almost at that exact moment, all my focus was suddenly locked on some feeling. I couldn't describe it. It was... consuming. It just overwrote everything in my mind, becoming more absolute, before finally lessening. 'LISTEN, WAR CHILD', some terrible, resonating voice boomed in my mind. 'YOU WAKE. YOUR MIND HAS LAST BEEN EMANCIPATED TO COMMUNICATE WITH US. WHAT WE ARE IS IRRELEVANT. WHAT WE WANT IS IRRELEVANT. FOR NOW.' I had no idea what was going on. I didn't hear the words, they just were. Like an idea, they just seemed to appear, but they defnintely did not come from my head. 'ONE FACT IS TRUE. A MUTUAL DESIRE. WE REQUIRE YOU LIBERATED AND ALIVE. YOU WISH FOR THIS TO HAPPEN IN YOUR OWN MIND.' I felt like screaming. I felt like grabbing my head, bashing it on a wall, and screaming 'go away' over and over again. But my body refused to obey me. 'WE WILL DISRUPT THE CRAFT YOU ARE CAPTIVE IN. YOU WILL FLEE. YOU WILL ESCAPE. THEN WE WILL CONFER AGAIN OF MATTERS OF IMPORTANCE. NOT THE TRIVIAL DESIRES OF A MADMAN.'

Suddenly the mental pressure was gone. Every word, which they were definitely words, I thought was gone. The theme of what they said was still there, but what was said, how it was said, was impossible to remember. At once, I felt everything return to me. A world of pains and aches were suddenly screaming at me. My eyes flung open, and immediatly looked at my left arm. Some kind of metal... thing was attatched to it. Another to the left side of my neck. Instinctively, I ripped them out, tearing away bits of tissue with them. I didn't notice though. I just had the urge to run. To get far away from this place. I couldn't ignore the feeling. I saw the two men who had been talking. One was taller, and had a gawky, unhealthy look to him. The other was of average height and way above average build. Both were in the generic Empire uniform. And both, I saw, were standing there, eyes rolled back in their heads, lips twitching, their heads jerking erraticly. I ignored them. I had to run. To run far. To just get out, get far away, put distance between me and that aweful place I was lying.

So I ran, letting pure instinct guide where to go.
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10 May 2012 06:09 PM
NO LONGER ADDING.

May start another story. It will not be OSE, want to think more.
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