(First part of post music:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BTDwIN9oLvY)
Truly the situation had escalated out of hand. Now did he have a choice but to take a stand if the people were to survive the iron hand of Thel? Well, he did not think so and so Silen closed his eyes as he sat in the comfy chair in his study, meditating on the events that had transpired. His wife off planet, somewhere else, at least she would be safe from that criminal. The people were suffering under the AM field and their weapons were all in Thel?s possession. Luckily he had come prepared.
Going over to the statue of himself, he flipped it's head back. For now there was no choice, but to do what was needed if he was to stop Thel completely and permanently. Remembering the past, he thought of what the Elite had told him, that he himself was the key to their technologies should he ever need their tech at his disposal, and then he remembered. His old lab where he had been created was where they would store the tech, but could he get there? Looking out the window, he saw the military had increased their presence, so he would have to take a different route. Anti-Transport fields were also up on the planet so he couldn?t use that method. Flicking a switch, Silen turned on one of his favorite songs.
"The time has come."
"One battle won, one battle lost."
"To succumb to loss is what Thel wants for us, but I shall not."
"For now, even though I don't want to, I must fight alone, my skills to hone."
Going to his closet, Silen pulled out a black leather tunic and pants and combat boots. A bandana was also pulled out as he walked to his bed. Shedding his normal clothes, he dressed himself in the black leather outfit and went to where he kept the seraph crucifix. Revolt was not something he wanted, but his wife needed protection and he could not protect her from where he currently was. Taking it, he began to prepare himself.
While he himself was not afraid, he did not want his wife to die. Action needed to be done to protect her and so he put on the bandana over his neck, hiding the seraph crucifix from sight, the bandana had some enchantments he made on it himself. Even though his charm worked off and on some of the time, one day he would be ready. All over the property his music played, as he grabbed the X-pod he had kept and had for his disposal. Plugging the headphones into his ear, he turned it on, it had his favorite music in it and now he would be ready.
For days, he had watched this chaos go on and unfold. Military brutality was at an all-time high and he could not allow or tolerate this any longer. Marching to where he kept his vehicles, Silen went through them and began to look for one that would be useful. Not able to decide, he took out his coin and tossed it into the air, choosing out two random vehicles. Finally, the coin fell into his palm. The coin was on the other side, the not heads side, tails. So he would have to use that old thing.
Ships wouldn?t work. For the blockade Thel likely had would shoot down whatever ship he took into orbit or even into the atmosphere of the planet. Wait, there was another alternative wasn't there for this madness to be undone. Only Silen didn?t know if he had enough magical power in him to cast such powerful spells on himself. But wait, he would also leave something behind to insure that Thel would not get any wiser as he did not wish him to. Wait, his butler. Calling the butler in he did an illusion and shape-shifting spell so that his butler would look and sound exactly like him.
Now all that remained was protection against AM fields, and so he magicked up a syringe gun loaded with improved counter nanites, ones that had protection against all anti fields and injected them into himself with a sigh. Throwing the gun away, once he was done Silen let the wound heal up with the aid of his own magical energies he had at his disposal.
No longer did he believe Thel or the lies that Empty had been spewing. The situation continued to escalate and so something needed to be done.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PLx9wWCGcRI The X-pod had changed music on him to a different, slower paced but calmer song. The media was all a lie considering everything that had been said by Empty. He didn?t even know much about their history.
Soon he should leave if he was to meet his wife and get the serum. If she had the serum that is. If not, at least he could see to it she knew the spells to get past the blockade safely enough without dying or had some technology that could help her. Displacement of audio, sensory, fields, and all other displacement fields were cast on him, by himself as he flew out the thankfully open window and up into the sky of the planet headed out of the atmosphere with an oxygen independence spell on himself as well.
He had cast enough displacement spells to prevent him from being sensed by any Mechera or other technology or even through magical means, as his signature was suppressed. Sound, movement, sight and sensory were just some of the displacement fields he had put on himself. A spell was also cast that would make radars unable to find him, and lastly a chameleon spell so he could blend in and get past the blockade so easily it would be like taking candy from a baby. Also on himself was a spell to keep himself warm enough to survive, and not freeze in space.
