Shattered Planes Archives (Seasons 4 & 5)
Saeculum Galaxy => Tefillin => Topic started by: K2 on June 21, 2011, 10:47:13 AM
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Teffilin was experiencing a unique reaction to the negative energy leaking into the dimension. It had been marked long ago by Anarchy when Alex visited the planet. The people of this planet were meant to help fight on the side of Plex. Guards appeared on this planet to protect it from anyone who might fight against the negative energy.
The voice of Anarchy started to speak, echoing all over the planet.
Here me, people of Teffilin! Help us fight, in the name of Plex!
A portal opened up to Shore in the sky of the planet.
The Zarethian Hand reacted by spreading a message to the civilians of the planet telling them not to panic.
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Many of the Zarethians proceeded to panic anyway. The Plexian energy made the Zarethian's negative traits more prominent, eventually having them split off into an entirely separate being. It affected some people more quickly than others.
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The negi here did not riot like they did on other planets. They began to mobilize Zarethians to go through the portal to Shore.
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Many of the Zarethians resisted, forcing themselves against their as powerful alter egos. The military fought back, shoals of resistance remained and the darkness of the night was lit with the blue haze of pulse weapon fire from straggling groups of soldiers. However, some went freely into the portal. Not all of the military resists.
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Bands of resistance still existed, especially in the capital. The negi fought the resisters as best as they could.
The voice of Anarchy proclaimed, "People of this planet, I give unto you a new name... Guard! Lay down your arms and help us fight against the evils of those on Shore!"
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In the capitol, by the heart of the council, Maxis lead a contingent of troopers in ZPAA to defend the council. A tide of Negi, the dark versions of the Zarethians, notable by their black skin and red eyes, were coming, chanting and running towards the Capitol. There were hundreds of them, against the fifteen troopers that Maxis had with him, not including himself. He shuddered and his heart fluttered with terror as they came closer. He ordered his men into position. He began to speak, to shout, to inspire them.
"Men! Women! Brothers and sisters all of you! Forged in the fire of war and battle, defense and protection! We are here today to do our duty! The council is being evacuated but they need time! WE. WILL. GIVE THEM TIME. When the Lorcar attacked, what did we do? We ran. We ran with fear gnawing at our hearts and souls. We ran, fled like cowards for THREE HUNDRED YEARS. NO MORE! I say we make our stand! Here! Now!" He said, his men preparing, getting in cover and fixing weapons. The dark tide of negi were moving ever closer, almost three hundred feet from their position at the gates.
"They are the enemy! Just as the lorcar were! They come to take from us whatever happiness we have found. NO MORE! Today will be our stand. Today we will fight the way we should have when the Lorcar first attacked. TODAY! WE. WILL HOLD THE LINE. LET NONE PASS!" He ordered, his men beginning to fire into the negi ranks.
At least fifty fell with each volley but more were coming, always more. Thousands streaming from the city in front of them.
The negi horde came forth and fell upon them like a crushing gauntlet.
"WITH ME BROTHERS, SISTERS! FOR TEFILLIN, FOR THE PEOPLE AND FOR ASEEEEEEER!" Maxis yelled, his eyes wild as he brought forth his powered sword and charged headlong into the enemy. With mighty, fierce, desperate yells his men followed him, propelled forward at natural speed by their armor. With each swing of their blades or shot from their weapons, many fell.
Several other areas were fairing as well as Maxis's others better, others, if possible, worse.
Many were wondering what the voice was, who it was, where it was coming from, etc. Several hundred people were going into the portal, sheparded by the negi.
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The negi army in the capital kept storming in, making their way towards the Heart Of The Council. Much of the capital had already been lit with fire. The fire had a bronze tint to it. It was Plexan Fire, made out of Negative Energy. The fire was moving towards the Heart Of The Council.
One negi grabbed one of the fifteen, devouring him whole like he was a piece of food. Another fell to a blast of negative energy.
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The council was teleported to a pocket dimension, for the especially.
The negi would find himself burning on the inside, all attempts to touch the soldiers would be granted with desintagrated limbs, fingers, etc.
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As negi literally started to explode, blasts of negative energies surrounded the Zarethians fighting. Many of the explosions did not harm the negi, but actually helped them. The negi loved pain. It was pleasure to them. It only encouraged them to fight harder.
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It did not affect the Zarethians. They continued to fight, their armor withstanding the blast force and their particle and energy shields absorbing those too. In fact several of the Zarethian AI moded the energy shields to absorb solar radiation, boosting the strength of the heroic individuals fighting.
Maxis shot bolts of lightning at the negi around him while other, more powerful mages had different spells at hand. One caused a pair of enormous, clawed hands come out of the earth and suffocate, crush and mangle the negi that they caught. The hands slammed down into the crowds of negi.
Another shot a stream of magical fire half a mile long, leaving great swaths of burning negi in the flames wake.
Yet another made several negi in the middle of the formation into pillars of lightning, spreading to the others.
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Finally, after regrouping her forces, Aki advanced towards Maxis' position. She herself had a large force being backed up by Hermitage, a Demented. "Hey Maxis... needs some help?" She calls through the radio.
"Yo buddy, still alive?" Hermitage calls to him after Aki.
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Maxis swung down his blade, decapitating a negi and the blasted another two with his pulse pistol. He proceeded to pistol whip another, causing its head to explode into small, meaty fragments.
He heard Aki's voice on the comm and he felt some relief, brief because of another negi gabbing for his face and getting its fingers burnt off, along with a bit of its arm. He kneed it in the groin hard enough that it broke the thing's spine.
"This is Maxis. Glad to hear from you Aki. And you too, Hermatige. I'm still alive. We're holding them but we need some immediate reinforcments, maybe some flanking friendlies, over." He said, swinging his sword again.
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The negi's numbers were dwindling. They needed to get out of the city and regroup. They began searching for escapes from the city so that they could regroup outside.
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An inferno of crimson flame seemed to sweep the land, Negis were being burnt alive by the hundreds as a man with red hair clad in armor walked among the capital. It was War, not Rogue. He was being finally true to himself, finally using the power that was his. God Fire was not him, this crimson fire was what he truly was. It was the fires of War. A large two handed sword was being dragged behind him by his left hand, if any Negi made it past the fire they were cut in twain seconds later.
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"Friendly! Friendly!" Maxis said over the comm channels so no one would shoot or attack the new comer. The men behind him and to his sides cheered as the negi were fleeing.
"Dont just sit there! After them! Cut them down as they run for the cover of their burrows. Let not one demon spawn escape your wrath!" He said, smiting another.
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The Zarethians were fierce, uncompromising warriors in their own right but with the power of War on their side, they swept over the bands of Negi and cut them down as a reaper quells his crops. They fell upon the retreating forces with an almost religious zealotry.
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It was only a matter of time before the Zarethians found that they were close to victory. Bit by bit, the negi were falling. Zarethian Hand agents quickly secured the borders of their beloved capital and helped lead a chase outside of the city where they began to take out negi.
But the negi weren't done. The negi all over the planet began to merge... To combine. A massive supernegi was forming, a giant negi which expanded miles into the sky. It began to destroy everything in sight with blasts of pure negative energy.
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The Zarethian infantry fought the Negi on foot, their machines of war attempting to bring down the giant Negi. Their hover tanks began to fire large pulse weapons, their artillery rained down upon it, showering it with missiles.
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And then, out of nowhere, A massive spike came and stabbed through the Negi...For a hero had arrived.
Zero Light, AKA...Devour.
The Spike was disconnected from Devour, who, using the grass underneath him to replenish his own biomass, charged forth in his monstrous form. He reached the Zarethian military, saying,"This is Devour, of the Zarethian Hand. What is the situation, what are we fighting, and how can we tear it to shreds?" He also poited at the flaming person also helping them. "And...Uh...Who's THAT guy?"
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He was met by a soldier whose face was concealed by the mask of his armour. He looked at him and shrugged. "We're fighting THAT." He said, pointing at the giant negiaju thing. "Dunno who the flaming guy is but hes on our side!" He said, running to fight more negi.
Mo followed Devour, his bestest friend. He stomped over the city, careful not to hit the other tiny people that he hardly could see. >>I see somethin really bad coming this way<< he thought, transmitting to Devour.
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Aki continues to fight the Negis. "This is fleet admiral Nimitz.. we are engaging the enemy." A male voice calls.
"Issue from Join SOCOM.. pursue the enemies.. All Zaretian Hand agents are now under JSOC jurisdiction. Please follow all orders from respective commanders", Hermitage informs the forces over the comms.
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The negi stepped on Zarethian tanks and missles. They were of little affect to it at its size. It began to crush many buildings throughout the city. The massive fire that rose up to meet it was of little concern to it. Negative energy danced around the fire, cooling its touch and quenching its burn.
...And then, he was stabbed by Devour.
He angrily roared, turning towards Devour and reaching towards the Zarethian Hand agent.
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But the crimson flame was not just fire, it was the emotions of every single person who had ever died or fought in any war. This included the Negis themselves. It was part negative energy, and therefore the negative energy had little effect when it came to cooling it. The flames wrapped around the giant beast like a serpent, constricting it's movements and burning it at the same time.
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Until the SuperNegi exploded, its negative energy and fire raining down upon the planet. The Zarethians had won this battle, but they had lost many lives... It was a traged-
Suddenly, a massive structure, eclipsed with darkness appeared in the sky. It was, by all means, a starship which had been constructed from negative energy. It began to fire blasts of corruption upon the planet below. It was fully intent on wiping out the planet below.
Then, there was another arrival as Galactic Online Marines appeared, ready to help fight with their new, unofficial allies. They helped Zarethians target this new ship and begin to fire at it. It was only a matter of time before it was taken down.
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The destruction was not as great as some would have feared as the new ships energy signature appeared. Zarethian shields raised, absorbing the fire from the negi. A layer of portal shields appeared around the planet, covering from view.
The four Zarethian titans and all other ships there began to fire upon this new intruder. Their thousands of pulse shots, each destructive enough to destroy an unguarded planet, rained down upon it.
The ships themselves had their shields up, the AI producing the positive energy that they would. This was unintentional but still. Their shields combined, ran together and became an infinite circuit.
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It was only a matter of time before the ship was destroyed, a great explosion in the night sky. Zarethians broke out with a mixture of emotion everywhere. Cheers for the victory, kindness to all the allies, and sadness over the many lives lost. Everyone knew that elsewhere in the universe, people were still fighting...
And people were still dying...
Eric Mann stood in front of a crowd in the capital, speaking to everyone, his voice amplified throughout the entire city.
"Zarethians... My brothers and sisters. We have fought here today and watched as our kin have died. We have watched as our friends have died. We have watched as brave men and women made sacrifices to expel our enemies...
"Let us not forget their sacrifices. I speak to you not as a candidate today, but as a Zarethian. Let us thank the man of fire who has helped us, as well as the Galactic Online Security Marines. Let us thank everyone... And finally, let us rebuild from this tragedy.
"Now, we must not stand idly by. We must show the universe that we are strong. We must show them... That we will prevail. FOR ZARETHIAN KIND!"
The city broke out in cheers.
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Behind him, the Zarethian flag was rose and flew in the wind. Soldiers saluted, along woth officers and people began to sing the anthem... it was a relieving atmosphere. Decadea took off his Class-7 CS helmet and joined Mann on stage as Hermitage continued to salute. Aki leans on Maxis and closes her eyes.
"Borders... they're useless. Look around. We were attacked by an enemy... an enemy that sees no borders... sees no difference. Come and see. Do you see any borders from up here? GOL didn't, and they came to our aid. The enemy didn't, and even now its terrorising this Shattered Plane. We must unite, amd destroy this enemy! For the Council!" Decadea looks around as the crowd cheers even louder.
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And finally, Maxis, standing in as a small leader in the Zarethian Military's place. He stood upon the podium, looked around for a bit. He took off his ZPAA helmet, revealing his flushed, sweating face. His artificial eyes whirred and glowed in the looming darkness, their light blue light joined by the fires of destruction.
"A victory has been won today. It was hard fought and many were lost. My compatriots witnessed a destruction not seen in nigh three hundred years. A tragic, horrific day. The numbers of the dead are still being counted. We're all asking ourselves... Why us? Why here? Why now? Not even two years since the colonization of Tefillin, we are attacked on our new home, by things that we fail to understand. I dont think understanding them will bring any hope our relief to those who have lost. I personally dont care what their motivations. They struck us, without provocation, without warning. Will we stand for that?!" He yelled. The crowd responded with a wave of NOs. He nodded.
"I thought not. We fought bravely today, and todays battle is won. But the war is only beginning. Our friends, GOL and these new beings who fight with us, aided us in staying from the evil's grasp, they are to be celebrated. To be praised. Now is not the time for petty squabbles. An empire that stands alone will fall just as hard as one that fights with itself. Now is a time for action, not planning. For war, not peace. For revenge, NOT FORGIVENESS."
He said, ending his speech as the crowd around him screamed its approval. He stepped down from the podium, wearily.
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"TRAITORS!" a voice yelled out from somewhere in the crowd.
A massive bomb went off in the middle of the crowd, killing several. Panic ensued, and people began to scream, scattering.
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This greatly angered many of the Zarethians. One mage used his magic to trace the sound waves back to the yeller. When he was found, two ZPAA armored guards would find him/her and kill him/her.
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The yeller had been a suicide bomber. Destruction filled the street. Zarethian media began to receive a mysterious transmission as their broadcasting centers had been hijacked during the chaos of the invasion. A pre-recorded message played, a deep voice speaking:
"The old Zarethian order will fall! Give way to the new order! Expel the old government! Vote Lustre for Senator!"
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"Trace it... Do it now!", Hermitage barked.
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The guard's AI traced the broadcast system. The place that they found would be searched with teams of ZPAA wearing guards.
All around the planet, weary Zarethians all began to rebuild. All contributed to the cause. Construction equipment was donated, kitchens got to work, strong magic users began to repair.
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They would find it traced to broadcasting stations, all empty, all over the planet. Whoever had been there wasn't there any longer.
Eric Mann called for an immediate meeting of Senior Zarethian Hand officials in his office.
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Several Officials arrived, including Assis. Dir. Hermitage and Sen. Decadea, Chairman of the Armed Forces Committee.
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Devour may have been a newbie as far as the Zarethian Hand was concerned, but he went anyways. He was there to keep people safe, after all, and to do that he'd need to know what was going on.
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The Zarethians had another trick up their sleeve. They checked the magic signatures of the last people who were there.
The Council had holograms appeared in the Office.
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The magic signatures were cloaked. Those who were skilled enough would be able to sense them still, but they'd find that the magic signatures of those who had been there last were impossible... They all pointed towards the same person. They all pointed towards Addler, who obviously had not been there.
Whoever had done it had been trained.
"Thank you for appearing, gentlemen," Eric Mann said aloud as he stood from behind his desk, "I have come to pass on a new directive to all Zarethian Hand agents. Spread this directive to those under your command as soon as you are dismissed... We must firmly grasp the Zarethian people. We are, after all, the Zarethian Hand. Grasping is what we do.
"We must not allow chaos to fill the streets. As such, I think it is imperative that, immediately, we start showing the Zarethian people that change is necessary. Change is important. We must show them that we will change the world... Together.
"That is why I am going to recommend to the council when the next session is held that the Zarethian Hand be authorized to build a defense platform in orbit around Teffilin with advanced technologies we will obtain through trade with the Galactic Online Corporation. This defense platform will be revolutionary... It will, indeed, change the world. OUR world.
"So, I give unto you all this directive. Get onto the streets and let everyone know that everything will be okay... And I want all agents to be ready to find Lustre at a moment's notice. Addler can't keep him free for too long now. It's only a matter of time before he gives the order to arrest Mr. Lustre. I, for one, don't want to see that traitor free another minute."
He glanced out at all those in the room.
"I will now hear any recommendations about how we should approach this situation. Otherwise, you are all dismissed."
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The council members looked at him then looked at him. "When will it be assured of our safety is the question in mind. The council can meet now, but you'd come to us." Masoc said.
"Addler is currently missing in action. As of now I grant you the authority to detain Lustre." Shiloh told Mann. "I doubt Addler is the one to blame for 'keeping' him safe. You broke protocals and by law he had to be let free."
"Also," Quincet said. "It would be appropriate to have a 'message from the council' advertisement, telling the people of the safety. Another thing would be GOL. We'd have our personal scientists check out any and all technology before any would be put into a space station. I think it preferable that if a station is set up it should soley be a military one, not under the control of any other governmental group other than the senate and council."
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"I must agree," Mann replied as he typed a few words on his PDA, sending a system message throughout the complex. "I have a formal decree of will to ally from the Galactic Online Corporation in my possession, but I wish to give Addler some time to return home safely before I present it. When I have presented it, we may continue talks of such a... Space station."
A directive was sent out to all Zarethian Hand agents ordering the arrest of Lustre.