Post by Talon on Aug 27, 2008 20:42:55 GMT -5
Varion landed with a 'thud' on the ground, sliding for a few feet before whirling around, facing the city. His eyes narrowed as another 'thud' sounded behind him, and he whirled to see a lithe mecha resembling himself greatly. However, he was almost half as skinny as Varion, and his features were a bit more jagged. The helmet had raised 'teeth' running across the front of the mouthpiece, and the hands and feet were clawed. A thin, segmented tail swayed behind him, and the blue areas on Varion were black on this entity, whereas the silver areas were a dark-purple.
"Nexus..." Varion growled.
Nexus 'smirked', apparent in his eyes as the cloak attached to his shoulders billowed in the wind.
"Been a while, eh? I'd preffered it having been longer, but I can deal with this." Nexus replied.
Varion's fist clenched, and he stated through 'clenched teeth',
"No more talking! Let's finish this!"
"Let's." "Let's." "Let's." "Let's." Four voices barked simultaneously.
Varion glanced around to see himself surrounded by all four Ether Lords, making him grunt in surprise. Nexus smirked as the twin rods on his back shot off into the air, as well as a triangular shape from each shoulder-plate. The four shapes combined into a staff-shaped ofbject, with the two triangles forming a single atop the staff, the shortest side being slotted and facing forward.
"Hell... Breaker..." Nexus stated.
A 5-foot long, curving blade of crimson energy shot forth from the triangle, giving it the appearance of a scythe.
"Pyre Nova!"
"Terran Surge!"
"Arctic Tsunami!"
"Sabre Hurricane!"
All five atatcks surged forward, each catching Varion simultaneously before erupting against him, detonating in a massive pillar-shaped explosion of prismatic energy. Varion's howl of pain echoed across the flatlands for amile or so, his armor ripping away and a sort of 'blood' spraying into the air. The attacks ended, and Varion collapsed, barely recognizable as chunks of his plating had been blown off, form smoking as he lay on the ground. The Four stepped forward to continue the attack, but Nexus cut them off with a swipe of his hand.
"No. Don't bother. The human's life is dwindiling... he'll be dead soon." He stated, the scythe vanishing.
With that, all five dissapeared in technicolor bursts of light, leaving the crippled Varion in the midst of the crater their attacks had formed. The bot rolled onto his back, raising a weak hand to the heavens, muttering,
"So it ends, eh Varion...?"
* * * * * * *
Early the next morning, a certain teen was jogging through the field, when he caught fading signs of smoke. Shurgging, he ran over to the area, only to see a massive crater, in the center of which was a man. He skidded into the hole, kneeling down next to the clearly-injured man. He was a man of Japanese descent, he had a decent physical build, and swept-back black hair that reached the middle of his neck. His eyes were a light brown in color, and he wore a dark-blue jacket over a black t-shirt with blue jeans and black tennis shoes, all of which were tattered and burnt.
"Hey... kid..." The man groaned.
Garrett jumped in surprise as the man raised an arm, beckoning the teen to approach.
"You're still alive?! We need to get you to ahospital!" Garrett exclaimed, leaning forward to help him up.
The man weakly held up a hand, halting Garrett.
"Name's Akira. That action showed me you like helping people-*cough*- s'at true?"
Garrett simply nodded, confused. Akira smirked, then held up his hand. On his wrist was a chrome watch, and he muttered,
"I have a friend here who does to, but he can't do it alone... would you... mind helping us out? I don't want to let him down."
Garrett blinked, then took the watch, slipping it on. Akira nodded, then laid his head back on the ground, wheezing,
"Varion, it's all up to him now..."
With that, the man passed on, breathing his last breath as a peaceful expression crossed his face. Garrett bit his lip, rising to his feet as the watch took on a green glow.
"So long, Akira... I don't know what you want, but I'll do my best to accomplish it..."
((End thread))
"Nexus..." Varion growled.
Nexus 'smirked', apparent in his eyes as the cloak attached to his shoulders billowed in the wind.
"Been a while, eh? I'd preffered it having been longer, but I can deal with this." Nexus replied.
Varion's fist clenched, and he stated through 'clenched teeth',
"No more talking! Let's finish this!"
"Let's." "Let's." "Let's." "Let's." Four voices barked simultaneously.
Varion glanced around to see himself surrounded by all four Ether Lords, making him grunt in surprise. Nexus smirked as the twin rods on his back shot off into the air, as well as a triangular shape from each shoulder-plate. The four shapes combined into a staff-shaped ofbject, with the two triangles forming a single atop the staff, the shortest side being slotted and facing forward.
"Hell... Breaker..." Nexus stated.
A 5-foot long, curving blade of crimson energy shot forth from the triangle, giving it the appearance of a scythe.
"Pyre Nova!"
"Terran Surge!"
"Arctic Tsunami!"
"Sabre Hurricane!"
All five atatcks surged forward, each catching Varion simultaneously before erupting against him, detonating in a massive pillar-shaped explosion of prismatic energy. Varion's howl of pain echoed across the flatlands for amile or so, his armor ripping away and a sort of 'blood' spraying into the air. The attacks ended, and Varion collapsed, barely recognizable as chunks of his plating had been blown off, form smoking as he lay on the ground. The Four stepped forward to continue the attack, but Nexus cut them off with a swipe of his hand.
"No. Don't bother. The human's life is dwindiling... he'll be dead soon." He stated, the scythe vanishing.
With that, all five dissapeared in technicolor bursts of light, leaving the crippled Varion in the midst of the crater their attacks had formed. The bot rolled onto his back, raising a weak hand to the heavens, muttering,
"So it ends, eh Varion...?"
* * * * * * *
Early the next morning, a certain teen was jogging through the field, when he caught fading signs of smoke. Shurgging, he ran over to the area, only to see a massive crater, in the center of which was a man. He skidded into the hole, kneeling down next to the clearly-injured man. He was a man of Japanese descent, he had a decent physical build, and swept-back black hair that reached the middle of his neck. His eyes were a light brown in color, and he wore a dark-blue jacket over a black t-shirt with blue jeans and black tennis shoes, all of which were tattered and burnt.
"Hey... kid..." The man groaned.
Garrett jumped in surprise as the man raised an arm, beckoning the teen to approach.
"You're still alive?! We need to get you to ahospital!" Garrett exclaimed, leaning forward to help him up.
The man weakly held up a hand, halting Garrett.
"Name's Akira. That action showed me you like helping people-*cough*- s'at true?"
Garrett simply nodded, confused. Akira smirked, then held up his hand. On his wrist was a chrome watch, and he muttered,
"I have a friend here who does to, but he can't do it alone... would you... mind helping us out? I don't want to let him down."
Garrett blinked, then took the watch, slipping it on. Akira nodded, then laid his head back on the ground, wheezing,
"Varion, it's all up to him now..."
With that, the man passed on, breathing his last breath as a peaceful expression crossed his face. Garrett bit his lip, rising to his feet as the watch took on a green glow.
"So long, Akira... I don't know what you want, but I'll do my best to accomplish it..."
((End thread))
