Gadamrie takes form, love the retro feel captured in this one.
Tag: Space
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Day 236 – Dark Stars: Fire Light, Part Three – Short Story
The Players so far..
Zander Kane, once a trusted and highly decorated general for the united federation, Kane betrayed not only his own race, but his own flesh and blood to join the dark collective, so he could be with the woman he loved. Now, he rides stardust and slipstreams, captaining the Betha, fighting for the collective, in hope of one day freeing the worlds from the federations ruling grasp.
Gadamrie, a golden priestess in the dark collective, who once, before the federation came to power boasted over one million hosts as part of her mind hive. But now, only two hosts remain, the others, hunted down and killed by unknown assailants working for the president.
High Lord Quinn, Quinn’s past is still yet to be revealed, but his past association with Zander Kane makes his story more of a mystery.
President Balmires, the current elected president of the united federation, Balmires’ rise to power is one worth of it’s own story, soaked in blood and betrayal.
Last time on Dark Stars: Fire Light…
After attempting to destroy a vital defense weapon for the united federation, Zander and the crew of the interstellar battleship, Betha, found themselves viciously hunted down by a Z class Star Destroyer that was somehow waiting for them, turning their act of terrorism against the federation, into, a suicide run. Soon, Zander found himself a prisoner of High Lord Quinn, and his crew dead, but, as Quinn prepared to kill Zander, Gadamrie, who was hidden, came to his aid, taking out Quinn and his men, but before they could make their escape, a new enemy reveled herself.
And so we continue…
Zander feels his throat knot up, as he struggles to swallow the dry mouthful of air, she reaches out to him, and touches his face.
“Don’t, we both knew, one day, our lives would be….” but she doesn’t get to finish her words as a shot rips through her head, he sucks in a deep breath and stares into the others eyes, as she swiftly raises her blaster towards him, he stares at her lips, lips he had kissed a thousand times or more, lips he had once thought were the softest things he had touched in all the worlds, now looked rigid, firm, and as she opened her mouth, he knew what words would come out.
“Death to all who oppose the president!” She says.
“What the hell is going on?” Zander says nervously, as he quickly glances at Gadamrie’s lifeless body on the ground and then, back up at her.
“Rebellion my love, too long have you all run free over this universe, destroying all the good that has been done by the united federation, you must all be put down like the sick cattle you are,” she says as she thrusts the blaster to his forehead.
“This can’t be happening, your a collective of one mind, how can you be separate, how can…”
She forces his back to the wall of the metallic cell and presses up against him, her blaster still pressing against his skull. “You know nothing of what I am, what she I was, we were never a collective of one, we were a collective of many, she was the alpha, I, the omega, and now, I am all, and you, are nothing!”“STOP!” A voice booms inside her head, the room fades into darkness and she stands naked and alone.
“I killed you, you are gone, how can you still be here!” She bellows, spinning around in the darkness.
“If you are here, then so am I, we coexists, one, with the other,” her voice echos from the darkness. “I had forgotten you were there, it had been so long, since you spoke to me, I though it was a dream, I thought, you were part of my madness, but…”
“I am madness!” She screams. “SHOW YOURSELF COWA… AAKK!!” She feels something grip her throat and lift her high into the air, she struggle for breath, tearing at her invisible attacker.
Zander falls to the ground and pulls up Quinn’s blaster once more, his finger trembles over the trigger, as he stares at the body of the woman he loves more than breathing, his finger nervously pulls back on the trigger, and he tightly closes his eyes.“Stop my love, it is I,” she says, his eyes spring open, his finger releases the trigger and he lets out an exhausted breath.
“W-W-What just happened?” He stammers.
“When we are free, and safe, I will tell you, but for now, we must concentrate on getting out of here, together,” she says reaching a hand towards him, he looks up into her dull eyes, then back to her hand, sucks in a deep breath and clutches it, they embrace tightly.
“Who was she?”
“Someone, I forgot about,” she says, he pulls her away, and they stare into each others eyes, his searches hers quickly, until he eventually smiles, satisfied the woman is his lover.
“Are you going to be okay?”
“For now, but, we must hurry.”
“Syin-To-Twenty-Seven, do you have a link?” Zander says out loud, static pierces the air, and then fade away, they look at each other, and he runs a hand through his hair, as static once again erupts, this time, followed by a robotic voice.
“Affirmative Captain Kane, link is complete, how may I be of assistance?”
“Help us find a way off this sardine can,” Zander says quickly.
“I’m sorry Captain Kane, I do not understand the term, ‘sardine can’?”
“For crying out loud, Sin, just find us a way off this ship, and fast,” He says quickly.
“I will endeavor to complete your request Sir, should I include a scenario that involves rescuing Mister Touvler?”
“Touvler’s alive?”
“As far as I can tell from the information I have managed to upload from the destroyers database he is being held several floors below you, awaiting execution, as High Lord Quinn has sentenced him to death once the ship reaches the citadel.”
“How long do we have?”
“We are almost a day away from th… zzzeedfffzzz….”
“Sin?” Zander calls out, he waits for a few moment, and casts a look of worry towards Gadamrie. “SIN?” But still no reply comes.
“What now?” Gadamrie asks.
“We go down, try to find Touvler, then hopefully re-link back up to Sin and get off this crate,” he says with a smile as he lifts Quinn’s lifeless body from the floor and presses one of his dead hands against the doors activation-pad, seconds later it slides open, revealing a sea of federation soldiers waiting for them, and, standing at the back, with an evil smile on his face, is High Lord Quinn. “Should’ve know he was a Quadrapled,” Zander says through clenched teeth, he glances over to Gadamrie as he grips his blaster tightly. “You got something left in you?”
“Enough,” she says, placing a hand on his shoulder and the two disappear.
“DON’T LET THEM ESCAPE!” Quinn screams out as the soldiers open fire.
To Be Continued…
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Day 235 – Dark Stars: Fire Light, Part Two – Short Story
The Players so far..
Zander Kane, once a trusted and highly decorated general for the united federation, Kane betrayed not only his own race, but his own flesh and blood to join the dark collective, so he could be with the woman he loved. Now, he rides stardust and slipstreams, captaining the Betha, fighting for the collective, in hope of one day freeing the worlds from the federations ruling grasp..
High Lord Quinn, Quinn’s past is still yet to be revealed, but his past association with Zander Kane makes his story more of a mystery.
President Balmires, the current elected president of the united federation, Balmires’ rise to power is one worth of it’s own story, soaked in blood and betrayal.
Last time on Dark Stars: Fire Light…
After attempting to destroy a vital defense weapon for the united federation, Zander and the crew of the interstellar battleship, Betha, found themselves viciously hunted down by a Z class Star Destroyer that was somehow waiting for them, turning their act of terrorism against the federation, into, a suicide run. Soon, Zander found himself a prisoner of High Lord Quinn, and his crew dead, but, as Quinn prepared to kill Zander, two armoured beings, who were hidden, came to his aid, taking out Quinn and his men.
And so we continue…
“What you’re saying doesn’t make sense, how’s that possible?”
“It’s something I’m still trying to get my head around, but, the time for speculation will have to wait, if we are to finish this, we must move quickly, time is running out.”
Zander picks up Quinn’s blaster and checks it’s power cell, “I always knew this was going to be a one way trip.”
“So did I,” the two armoured females say in unison.
“It’s easy for you to say,” he says as he presses himself up against the metal doorway.
“What’s that supposed to mean?” She says, as the two golden warriors stare at him.
“Exactly what it’s meant to mean. For you, it’s not really a one way ticket is it, you’ve got hosts scattered across the universe, it’s not like you don’t have an out.”
They both look to the ground quickly, and silence follows, Zander feels an uneasiness come over him, as he casts a quick glance over toward them. “Gadamrie, what aren’t you telling me?”
They look up at him, their eyes, seem dimmer than he has ever seen them before, “Back on Betha, before the destroyer appeared out of the wormhole, you asked me where I was, and I never, I never had a chance to tell you. But I was, somehow, I-I…” Her mouth moves nervously, trembling almost, and he reaches out to her, gripping the centuries old armour that encases her.
“Somehow what?” He says softly.
“Somehow someone found me, all at once. I-I, I felt them, their cries, my cries, then, I, they, we, were no more.”
His eyes widen with terror, and he tightens his grip on her armour, “My god, are you, are you telling me, you’re all that’s left? How could someone know that sort of information? How could…”
“I don’t know, but someone found out and they somehow infiltrated my core collective, without my knowledge, located all of me, and then, in one finely orchestrated attack, wiped them from my minds eye.”
He slumps backwards, his mouth open, his eyes glazed over, “W-Why didn’t you say something?”
“Everything happened so quickly, I had no real time to process what was taking place, and, t-the, the mission was our primary concern, my life, it still blossoms, all be it, not as bright, but I still live, and, I could not risk losing you as well.”
“Do you know who the attackers were?” He asks softly.
“They all said the same words in unison, together as they stuck me down,” she looks at him, as tears of yellow run down her cheeks. “Tell the priestess death comes for all who oppose the president.”
Zander feels his throat knot up, as he struggles to swallow the dry mouthful of air, she reaches out to him, and touches his face.
“Don’t, we both knew, one day, our lives would be….” but she doesn’t get to finish her words as a shot rips through her head, he sucks in a deep breath and stares into the others eyes, as she swiftly raises her blaster towards him, he stares at her lips, lips he had kissed a thousand times or more, lips he had once thought were the softest things he had touched in all the worlds, now looked rigid, firm, and as she opened her mouth, he knew what words would come out.
“Death to all who oppose the president!” She says.
To Be Continued
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Day 234 -Dark Stars: Fire Light, Part One – Short Story
The Players..
Zander Kane, once a trusted and highly decorated general for the united federation, Kane betrayed not only his own race, but his own flesh and blood to join the dark collective, so he could be with the woman he loved. Now, he rides stardust and slipstreams, captaining the Betha, fighting for the collective, in hope of one day freeing the worlds from the federations ruling grasp.
High Lord Quinn, Quinn’s past is still yet to be revealed, but his past association with Zander Kane makes his story more of a mystery.
President Balmires, the current elected president of the united federation, Balmires’ rise to power is one worth of it’s own story, soaked in blood and betrayal.
Last time on Dark Stars: Fire Light…
After attempting to destroy a vital defense weapon for the united federation, Zander and the crew of the interstellar battleship, Betha, found themselves viciously hunted down by a Z class Star Destroyer that was somehow waiting for them, turning their act of terrorism against the federation, into, a suicide run. Soon, Zander found himself a prisoner of High Lord Quinn, and his crew dead.
And so we continue…
The light blinds him, he looks up, trying to shield his eyes, but his hands jerk back, as the blue glowing shackles that tether him to the metallic cells surface tighten and pull him back.
“Welcome back to the world of the living Captain Zander, I thought, you were going to rob me of the reveal,” a voice says from somewhere behind the light.
“So, you’re High Lord Quinn,” Zander says through clenched teeth.
“You don’t seem surprised by this?”
“Should I be? Everyone knew, and I wanted it to be you.”
Quinn laughs, “Zandar, you amuse me, as always, you show…”
“All this, it’s going to get you nothing, so you might as well save your jaw for the president of the alliance, I’m sure he’s expecting you soon, with all the spoils of war, but me, I’m tired of your voice, so, for once listen to me when I say shut up.”
“Don’t be foolish Zander, there’s many things we, I, can offer you, a warrior of your skill, could rise higher than many who already sit on Balmires cabinet, divulge the location of your pathetic priestess, join me my friend, and toge….”
Zander laughs, “You think I’m that stupid, I’d never give you the information you’re after, there’s a reason why only a few chosen know where she resides, and I’d die first before I tell you. Besides, my friend, the man you were, he died at the battle of the fallen star, this, whatever you are now, you’re not even close to who he was.”
Quinn moves from behind the light, his crimson red uniform shimmers in the light, while his hairless, pale white skin glows, making his empty black eyes seem like holes to another world. “I remember fallen star, many of your race died that day, as did mine, but, we all made choices that day, mine, was for me, yours, was for something else, something stupid. But, it does pain me to hear you say those words, I had hoped you would join me here, in the glory, in, the darkness, maybe, you need more time, perhaps I shouldn’t be so hasty, we have a day or more until we reach the citadel.”
“Don’t waste your time, Balmires and his kind will soon fall, we’ll bring justice to the worlds, and end what his people have done, free the worlds, let them be their own once again.”
“You’re a fool, they had their chance, but instead all they did was waste it, before his ascension, wars raged for centuries, hate prospered, but, under Balmires rule the universe has healed, has become one with each other, and your dreams, they’re lined with blood.”
“They were your dreams once as well, anyway, it’s better than enslaving the whole galaxy under one rule, taking worlds beliefs away, forcing them to follow one way of life, and, if they reject it, call for their own ways to continue, you crush them, destroy their worlds, hunt their people down and kill them like dogs. So tell me, how that is a better way!” Zander yells, as he pulls against his bonds once more.
“I was blind, like you, like the rest of your people, but I saw the light, I saw we were the ones causing death and destruction, taking innocent lives for a cause that is rotten, blind, worthless, and full of faults. Perhaps it’s better this way, perhaps, my dream of you being able to see the true power, the true way, is, something that is just that, a dream,” he says nodding his head to the side, as two similar uniformed men rush towards Zander, pulling him to his feet, as Quinn raises a blaster. “I’m disappointed we could not continue this friendship, but know this, when news of your death filters back to your people, they will panic, and then, we will hunt them down, one by one, and kill them all, as I am….” He stops and tilts his head, his black eyes widen with curiosity, as Zander smiles. “What amuses you? Do you not realise that today, is the beginning of the end, we have won and you, you will die.”
“I’m smiling because you think I was stupid enough to come alone, stupid enough to trust you after Baxter ten,” he says, as a blaster bolt tears through Quinn’s head. The two guards have no time to react as shots tear into them as well. “It took you long enough,” he says as two figure dressed in golden suits of armour shimmer into existence.
“I had to wait for the right moment,” a female voice says.
“Why, so you could prove yourself right about him?” he says as they release the bonds. “Where are the others?”
The two golden armoured figures look at each other, then at Zander, “We are all that is left, the others,” she says, lowering her head. “The others are no more.”
“What? How?”
She looks down at Quinn, “He wasn’t alone, there was another.”
“What you’re saying doesn’t make sense, how’s that possible?”
“It’s something I’m still trying to get my head around, but, the time for speculation will have to wait, if we are to finish this, we must move quickly, time is running out.”
Zander picks up Quinn’s blaster and checks it’s power cell, “I always knew this was going to be a one way trip.”
“So did I,” the two armoured females say in unison.
To Be Continued