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#1 Posted by Nordok (2266 posts) - - Show Bio

Closed RP between Lady Liberty, Saukerl , and Nordok

Setting: from the outside, the building appears to be just another high-rise that is part of the Manhattan skyline. On the inside, however, once one has gotten past the first few floors of unremarkable offices, the layout changes drastically. The entire interior of the building has been converted into a clandestine psychic research and development facility by the forces of an alien being that has recently turned his malevolent attention upon the Earth. Cloaked, hovering beings conduct arcane experiments upon hapless victims plucked from the streets of the bustling metropolis, as mentally dominated humans scurry about on the lower levels, maintaining appearances and diverting any outside attention.

Kallak, better known as the Eviscitor, assassin and executioner in the employ of Nordok, supreme ruler of the Abyssal Imperium, leaned against the wall of the main lab, undisguised annoyance on his face as he casually flipped a wicked-looking knife about in his hand. To all outward appearances he appeared to be of human-like stock, although his exact species and place of origin was no longer remembered, even by him. His movements uncannily smooth and nearly too quick for the eye to follow, a result of the numerous cybernetic procedures he had undergone, procedures that, combined with his preternatural level of skill, made him the deadliest bladesman in the universe, at least in his own mind.

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“Where is she?!” he snarled, to no one in particular. “All that emphasis on setting this operation up as quickly as possible, and now I get to sit here and wait until our subject feels inclined to join us.” He slammed the knife back into its scabbard, and began pacing, his light armor and arsenal of bladed weaponry not appearing to encumber his seamless movements in the slightest.

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#2 Posted by Lady_Liberty (10767 posts) - - Show Bio

A fly-by of the Manhattan skyline, just a standard patrol had yielded interesting results. One of the many buildings doting the skies had flickered with exotic radiation. Nothing major, just.. strange. One rarely saw those frequencies on earth, our technology held an entirely different electromagnetic signature.

So I took a closer look. And what I found was horrible. A lab full of vile creatures, performing a multitude of horrific experiments upon helpless masses of humanity.

My upper lip twisted into a snarl. A few thousand watt burst of laser vision burns a hole in the wall, and I kick the chunk of wall out of my way as I enter the building.

Those humans needed my help, and after that someone needed to be made accountable for this.

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#3 Edited by Lucrecia (609 posts) - - Show Bio

[For reference: Character account has changed. The character involved here...]

Some twenty-four hours ago, aboard the flagship vessel of her master, hidden somewhat inconspicuously away from the Earth, the girl known as Malicia had fought and defeated the master’s personal enforcer and interrogator; a volatile creature which had drained her of most of her energy and caused her to use every bit of the rest in defeating him. Afterwards, she passed out for an entire day. Almost immediately upon waking, she found she was being briefed on her next task. Simple enough, she was to go to the planet Earth to receive her psychic defenses; those she had longed for ever since the first time the master assaulted her mind with his own. By now, her thoughts of rebellion had subsided with the revelation of her past on this miserable rock, which she knew she was destined to rule as the cosmos itself willed.

She was given nary a moment to prepare herself, but she didn’t really feel like she needed it anyway. No one and nothing on this pathetic world could threaten her. The worst was simply bearing the procedure itself. These things had a habit of being painful, in her experience.

A portal was opened inside the ship that transported her, along with a security escort (which she also felt was unnecessary directly to the facility where it was to take place. The pained screams of many others, humans, travelled through the walls and into her ears, and she couldn’t help but wonder what was happening there. After all, what’s the use of all these others when she was here? A waste of time and resources, she saw it. Entering the room, Malicia paid no mind to the man at the wall, save for a brief sneer before her attention turned to the machine and people who were supposed to aid her. She saw an apparatus, not unlike the operating tables she’d been on before; always fitted with cuffs to hold her arms and legs in place, and a brace for her neck. With a deep sigh, she lay on the and stared up at something of a lid, resembling that of a casket, and waited to be fitted, biting her lip in anticipation of the hurt she should experience.

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#4 Edited by Nordok (2266 posts) - - Show Bio

Kallak grumbled to himself as Malicia brusquely strode into the lab. Not that he was looking for a friendly greeting or any display of gratitude, but her sneer was just one more annoyance loaded onto this mission that was, in his opinion, a complete waste of his abilities. Obviously his master thought whoever this was had some value, but still, he was better suited to missions that involved more...death. He wasn't a guard.

Two Reapers, massive, reptilian-looking machines that served as Nordok's elite guard, took up positions on either side of the procedural apparatus as Malicia was enclosed within. A full regiment of Brutalizers, robotic heavy infantry which, while smaller than the Reapers, were still bulky in their tank-like armor, stood at silent attention. The hooded members of the Shadow Brethren, experts on matters pertaining to the arcane and esoteric, bustled about the machine, beginning the procedure that would vastly enhance the subject's psychic defenses, making Malicia's mind all but impregnable.

As the painful procedure began however, an alarm began blaring. Frowning, Kallak strode over to a computer monitor and pulled up a security report. There was evidently a perimeter breach, three floors up. Perimeter breach...fancy talk for something breaking through a solid masonry wall. "You two, remain here," he snapped at the Reapers, before turning to the Brutalizers. "You, with me." As he headed for the stairs, he paused long enough to fix the Shadow Brethren with a meaningful glare. "Remember the master's orders," he said, harshly."This procedure gets completed, at whatever the cost." With that, he turned and rushed to confront whatever had breached the building's security.

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#5 Posted by Lady_Liberty (10767 posts) - - Show Bio

My feet hovering a few inches off the floor, and surrounded by expensive seeming alien technology. No doubt very delicate machinery carefully designed for precision work. Nano-technology, exotic materials, biotech, all highly advanced examples of this labs purpose.

I smash it.

Blue boots go through computer screens with a satisfying crunch. My gloved hands rip apart delicate machinery. Freeze breath kills biological samples. Lasers annihilate nanotechnology.

Its all very satisfying, but more importantly it gives me critical data about the durability, redundancies, and flexibility of their technologies. All useful information in a battle.

Hearing the sound of alien vocal cords I peer through the walls and spot a very muscular, bald and cybernetically enhanced fellow moving toward my position. Bringing friends too.

Cracking my knuckles, the sound echoing loudly through the facility, I wait.

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#6 Posted by Lucrecia (609 posts) - - Show Bio

Just as soon as Malicia lied down on the table, the cuffs shut around her hands and the brace around her neck. The bright lights above her grew dim as the apparatus closed fully over her, leaving her in darkness. She didn’t mind the darkness itself so much, except that she wished to know what they were doing outside.

As soon as the process started, she knew. The start was characterized by a pressurized feeling, like something was slowly closing in around on all sides. It wasn’t much of a problem at first, but the feeling intensified gradually, until she actually felt like she was being crushed herself. What she didn’t realize was it was all in her mind and that in turn actually caused a drastic rise in heart rate and breathing became difficult, the brain and internal organs feeling as if they might burst. But she bit her lip and bore it. And then, all of a sudden, it stopped, replaced by nothingness.

This nothingness was soon replaced by a pain felt all over, as her brain began firing impulses rapidly, most notably the stimulating of her pain receptors, evoking a sensation as if someone had just peeled off all of her skin, covered her in salt, then washed it off with scalding hot water. She bit down until her lip bled, and still more, until she could take no more and had to let out a scream, at the top of her lungs. Her voice managed even to penetrate a bit outside the walls of her isolated chamber, the insides rocking with the force of her voice. Before long, her ears, being highly sensitive and inside a tight, insulated place, started to bleed as well.

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#7 Posted by Nordok (2266 posts) - - Show Bio


Kallak came to a halt as he entered the scene of destruction, surveying the damage with an almost appreciative expression. His eyes came to rest on Lady Liberty, as the Brutalizers fell into formation behind him. "Well, well...an intruder who can do this kind of damage and is also easy on the eye? Looks like this might not have been such a bad assignment, after all." Drawing one of the wicked, curved swords from its sheath on his back, he pointed it at her as he addressed the assembled robotic soldiers. "Put her down, but keep her alive, if possible." Returning his gaze to Liberty, he flashed her a sinister, crooked grin. "Let's see how well you smash up things that can fight back, shall we?"

Kallak stepped back to observe, and the dozen Brutalizes advanced, the six foremost raising weapons that in some ways resembled lightning rods, a similarity that was reinforced as they fired off bolts of electricity with a voltage close to that of a direct lightning strike.

In the lab:

Malicia's screams were audible to the Shadow Brethren attending to the controls of the device in which she was encased, though that was not so disturbing to them as the fact that the device itself was beginning to show the strain of its failing efforts to contain her superhuman voice. One glanced up from its monitoring station and hissed in a low, rasping voice: "The seals are failing. The integrity will be compromised if this continues."

Another, whose more ornate robes it as the probably head of this experiment, hissed back: "That cannot be; we must complete the process! Double the intensity of the bombardment; that should allow the process to complete before she shatters the capsule!" The subordinate obeyed, noting with some malevolent satisfaction that this would also magnify the pain of the device's occupant tremendously.

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#8 Posted by Lady_Liberty (10767 posts) - - Show Bio

Traveling at twenty seven miles per second, and burning five times hotter then the surface of the sun six beams of lightning stream toward me. Blue-white electrical arches travel in seeming slow motion, beautiful in their own deadly way. The room is cast into darkness for a microsecond, by the fierce light of their brilliant glare.

I think a thousand thoughts in that heartbeat before impact.

People often think death by electrocution is cause be nerve damage, or heart failure due to competing electrical impulses. That's not true. A powerful electric shock travels through the body and flash heats the organs, literally cooking a body from the inside out.

Millions of nerve endings are activated, pain, heat, cold, impact, everything pores into my brain. I grunt, and sink to a knee. My body is super-headed in a heartbeat, heart pumping thousand degree blood through my veins. Air burn inside my lungs.

Smoke billows from my nostrils like the dragons of myth as I slowly float back into the air. Steam rises from my super-heated body from the moisture in the air.

"My turn."

Biology and technology. Both highly advanced, a horrible perversion of scientific progress to create an army of brutal monsters. But both biology and technology inside the earths atmosphere held the same weakness.

Gamma radiation. Ionizing radiation caused cellular damage in all living beings, but gamma penetrated clean through the body and would annihilate everything down to the very DNA if applied in large enough doses.

Additionally when gamma particles bombarded hydrogen atoms an electromagnetic pulse was emitted, one of surprising power. This was the source of the dreaded high altitude EMP bomb.

I sweep an invisible hundred megawatt graser (gamma laser) across the room, aiming to create an EMP that disables everything that can be disabled and burn these vile monstrosities to ashes and dust.

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#9 Edited by Lucrecia (609 posts) - - Show Bio

Inside the machine, Malicia exerted herself against her restraints, though trying to restrain her own self from struggling too hard against them. She gritted her teeth and pulled and squirmed, but the tight formation allowed for minimal movement or leeway, holding her in the pain and uncomfortable position. Her anger rose steadily and she struggled ever more furiously in her place, and at one point, she felt a bit of shaking at the wrists. The combination of her voice and her own strength seemed to be taking its toll on the machine. Soon, she thought, I’m free.

She perceived the slightest alterations in the procedures, magnified a thousandfold by her own senses and intensified even more greatly by those outside. Just when she thought she could pull no harder, there was some newfound source of strength from seemingly out of nowhere, and she did. But just as quickly as it rose, it seemed to fall under the increased stress of the process. Feelings fluctuated, from stronger than ever to incredibly weak. One moment, she felt as if she could endure no more; the next, she was again screaming and tugging furiously at the machine, but with decreasing results each time. The only constant, as much as her strength rose and fell, her voice was as powerful and penetrating as ever.

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#10 Posted by Nordok (2266 posts) - - Show Bio


Kallak smirked as the blasts from the robots' batons knocked the intruder from the air. That smirk faded quickly, however, when she rose again, smoking, but not having evidently taking any significant damage from the barrage.

"My turn."

It was only his cybernetic enhancements that saved him. Moving with preternatural speed, he threw himself towards one of the few undamaged pieces of equipment in the room, a small, lead-lined chamber designed for psychic isolation. Slamming the door shut behind him, he waited until his enhanced hearing (the technicians that facilitated his upgrades had reasoned that superhuman reflexes wouldn't be terribly useful if an enemy could simply sneak up behind him) told him that the attack was completed, and then emerged.

"Well..." he began, at a momentary loss at how easily she had reduced the heavy infantry of the Imperium to piles of metallic dust, "normally, I'd feel a bit guilty about drawing my weapons against an empty-handed foe, but I think in this case I can do so without compromising my sense of fair play." With that, he charged her, his movements so swift that they appeared as a blur, his two adamantium blades launching simultaneous strikes at both her heart and her throat.

In the lab:

"Absorption 98.5% completed," hissed the hooded mage at the monitoring station.

The project leader nodded. "Good. Complete it, now!" Obediently, another dark one increased the feed to full capacity, emptying what remained of the charged energy into the now visibly straining capsule. The lights flickered, and sparks shot from several consoles throughout the lab, but machines held out just long enough.

"It is done," hissed the leader in triumph, even as the capsule suddenly fractured, and then completely disintegrated under the intense pressure Malicia's intense vocalizations had subjected it to.

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#11 Posted by Lady_Liberty (10767 posts) - - Show Bio

The apocalyptic fury of my gaze leaves nothing but ashes in its wake. A smirk of satisfaction crosses my lips.

A smirk that turns to surprise as the cybernetic swordsmen comes forth from his hiding place. How did he survive? Clearly I had underestimated his resourcefulness and skill.

As he speaks I examine his internal componentes, attempting to divine what useful knowledge I can before we clash, for underestimation in the midst of battle was dangerous.

In a blur he flies toward me, deadly blades flashing through the smoke rising form his incinerated minions. The motions reveal staggeringly superhuman speed, and skill beyond most mortal masters. The blades priceless adamantium, capable of cutting through anything.

Jerking to the left by reflex the uppermost blade leaves a cut across the side of my throat, the motion saving my life. The second stab catches me in the shoulder, driving surprisingly deep.

Due to my enhanced density and the wedge shape of a blade it took astounding strength to drive even adamantium through my body, and I was impressed he had inflicted such a deep and painful wound.

Flicking backwards twelve feet in a heartbeat I take a deep breath, and blow freezing air at him and the area around him, attempting to encase him in a block of solid ice.

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#12 Posted by Lucrecia (609 posts) - - Show Bio

The end of the procedure came as a sudden relief, made certain by the crumbling of the devices that held and ailed her. At that point, however, Malicia was still hurting too much to fully appreciate it, as she was far from fine. She hit the floor with a groan and slowly rolled over to her hands and knees, but found she was unable to support herself, her body still working hard to stabilize itself for what she had gone through. Her head hit the floor hard, adding to the pain that was already there.

Through partially blurred vision, she could see the men in charge approaching, speaking, but her ears had yet to recover and she could not make out a single sound over the ringing. Her scowl never faded from her tear-stained face  even as she looked up and addressed them in her broken voice. “Thank you. I am ready.”

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#13 Posted by Nordok (2266 posts) - - Show Bio


He was more than a little impressed. Enemies unfamiliar with his speed were usually dropped by that attack; apparently this one possessed quickness as well as offensive power and durability. This theory was confirmed rather quickly, as she retreated just enough to launch a blast of freezing air at him. Having no time to dodge, and really nowhere to dodge to, Kallak made a snap decision, and in a desperate gamble, threw the sword in his right hand at the center of Liberty's body with every ounce of his enhanced strength. The weapon was not even remotely balanced for throwing, but he hoped the disruption of concentration it might cause would spare him the full force of the icy blast.

Not waiting to see if his gamble paid off, he tensed and leapt directly at her in the same path as his thrown blade, right into the center of her attack. He aimed his remaining weapon at the same target he had launched his other one at nanoseconds before. Even if his gambit failed and he wound up frozen, he wasn't about to go down any way but fighting.

In the lab:

The Shadow Brethren floated over to Malicia as she tumbled from the wreckage of the machine and onto the floor. None made any move to assist her, or even check on her condition. They simply hovered, watching and waiting, hissing to one another in their unpleasant voices.

“Thank you. I am ready.”

At her response, broken as her voice may have been, the gathered Brethren bowed formally to her. The leader then spoke. "Destructor, the Ancient's assassin is responding to some manner of intrusion several floors above. We must take you to a more secure location, where you may recover."

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#14 Posted by Lady_Liberty (10767 posts) - - Show Bio

Just as I prepared to turn the entirety of my foes side of the room into an icy grave his priceless adamantum sword flies through the air toward me. A desperate gamble, but a deadly one for he has hurled with the great force.

Force to quickly dart to the side, a defensive evasion which leaves me with yet another cut. This one running down my side, deep enough I feel the hardest substance known to humanity scrape across of my ribs. Its quite painful and I grit my teeth.

My dodge spoiled my aim, and I froze a wall of complex machinery into chunks of ice rather than my foe.

The same foe who nearly stabbed me through once again with an impressively swift and agile leap and lunge. Swinging my arm up in an old but reliable karate block I bat aside the thrusting blade, yet at the cost of another deep cut. This one sunk deeply into the meat of my arm, and blood pored down it, dripping from my fingers to splatter in crimson drops upon the pale white of the icy floor.


I speak.There is no need to shout, the sound of my voice is loud enough to reduce a bunker to rubble, and my hope is to collapse his lungs to reduce his stamina, burst his eardrums to end his equilibrium, and blast him across the room, thus keeping that keen blade away from me.

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#15 Posted by Lucrecia (609 posts) - - Show Bio

Her ears still bleeding from the self-inflicted assault, Malicia was hardly able to comprehend the words that were being spoken to her. Some, she could manage, but it was a largely incomplete translation to her dampened cognition.

“Destructor. . .Ancient. . .sin. . .spondi. . .intrusion. . .ove. . .take you. . .ation. . .over.”

Just the word intrusion was enough for her. She was in no condition to argue, or to fight, but she had yet to fully learn “can’t.” Lying there with her face to the floor was definitely demeaning, and Malicia just knew she could handle anything this pathetic miserable rock could throw at her, no matter what her condition, so she shakily pushed herself off of the floor, leaning instead up against what remained of the operating table. Straining her ears, she could just barely make out the sound of something. A voice. Not much to it though. She stood on the legs of a newborn deer and gazed up and around for the exit. “Take me there. I will deal with this.”

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#16 Posted by Nordok (2266 posts) - - Show Bio


One word. After managing to evade a gamma beam attack and a cone of subzero breath, what managed to catch him was a single spoken word. Kallak would have laughed at the irony of it, had the vocal boom not driven the breath from his lungs even as it blasted his body through the wall. His armor and his mechanical enhancements enabled him to withstand a considerable amount of punishment, but this one hurt. A lot.

As he attempted to regain his bearings from the pile of rubble he found himself laying in, he made another unpleasant discovery. Evidently there were drawbacks to having cybernetically-enhanced hearing, because the sonic attack had also completely overridden his auditory circuits, leaving him with a painful ringing sound in his ears and a complete lack of balance.

However, surrender was never an option; his professional pride would not allow it. Groping clumsily for the wall, he painfully pulled himself upright, and stumbled through the him-shaped opening and back into the room with Liberty, his halting movements now a notable difference from his usual grace and agility. Raising the sword that he had somehow managed to hold onto through that ordeal, he brandished it in what his best guess was her general direction, and raspily slurred, "Now that was a dirty trick."

In the lab:

The Shadow Brethren glanced uncertainly at one another, their hissing speech having faded away into silence. She should not be conscious after enduring something such as that, much less standing and demanding to be led to a battle. The leader stared at her in silence for several long moments, the narrowed, glowing orbs of his eyes the only features visible beneath the voluminous hood. He nodded then, and wordlessly turned and led her from the room, his acolytes moving aside and observing their passing.

The Reapers, which had reacted to no part of the procedure, now fell into step behind Malicia, their escort programming still dictating their actions. Each carried a massive, scythe-like weapon with a mechanical vibroblade, a weapon that was designed to tear merciless through even the strongest battle armor.

The Shadow Brethren led Malicia to the nearest flight of stairs, and opening the door, waved his clawed hand in the direction of the flight leading upwards. It was obvious that he had no intention of involving himself in whatever was transpiring above.

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#17 Posted by Lady_Liberty (10767 posts) - - Show Bio

Frowning at the blood dripping from the collection of painful slashes and stabs I have collected in this battle, I raise an impressed eyebrow as the mawled master of blades climbs back into battle. His determination is certainly impressive.

At his words I smile. "No." Raising a hand, and extending my personal magnetic field. With it I grasp the adamantum of his deadly blade.

"THIS is a dirty trick." Flipping my hand over to mirror the motion I attempt to drag his blade through, trying to magnetically rip it free from his grasp and slam the hilt into his skull. An attempt to render him unconscious.

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#18 Posted by Lucrecia (609 posts) - - Show Bio

“Hmph! Coward.” Malicia scoffed at the man backing out as she herself headed up the stairs, rather slowly, in her condition. At least, slowly for her. Normally she would have just used her x-ray vision to peer through the ceiling and crashed through the floors until she reached it, but though she’d started to recover already, she was far from full strength.

Her senses provided enough contexts for her to know where she was with respect to the location of the intruder. The crashing and noises growing louder and more powerful with each level ascended, until finally she stopped.

“This is the place,” she said to the reapers, pausing in the hallway, where she simply stared at them for a while. She hadn’t really considered needing them, but the master had said she should get herself accustomed to commanding hapless peons (at least, that’s how she heard it). She gave a listen to the voices around her. “Take me to the intruder. . .Then kill her.”

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#19 Edited by Nordok (2266 posts) - - Show Bio

Kallak opened his mouth, whether to attempt to respond or merely in surprise at the sudden departure of his weapon from his hand was uncertain, and likely to remain that way, as the impact of the pommel with his temple dropped him like the proverbial bag of potatoes. Enhanced speed and reflexes notwithstanding, he was simply too battered and disoriented to even attempt any form of defense. He lay on the debris-strewn floor, his overworked reflex circuits still causing his body to twitch and spasm unnaturally.

Even as he fell, however, the door through which he and the ill-fated group of Brutalizers had entered now exploded off their hinges, as two massive new foes burst onto the filed of battle. At nearly fifteen feet tall, the resembled nothing so much as bipedal, mechanized dinosaurs, each holding a scythe with a five-foot blade that gave off a faint, mechanical hum. Unlike the lumbering Brutalizers, these robots moved with a fluid grace only slightly less than that of the bionic swordsman that had just been defeated. There was no hesitation; they immediately went on the offense, circling around on opposite sides of the room in an attempt to force Liberty to divide her attention.

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#20 Posted by Lady_Liberty (10767 posts) - - Show Bio

Hopefully he would survive. I preferred to avoid killing sentient creatures when I could avoid it. To many 'heroes' fell to the lure of mindless violence and might makes right. They lost the point, which was to protect those who could not protect themselves.

Fifteen foot tall dinosaurs, scythelike blades.. interesting. It seemed an attempt was being made to weaponize all the creatures of earth that could be. Dinosaurs would certainly prove effective foot solders.

Big, heavy although seemingly quick and agile. They had a certain mobility that seemed deadly when paired with their massive bodies. Yet that was the key.

I alter my density upward. Far, far upward until I weigh upwards of a hundred tons. Then I land.

Hard. Hard enough to cave in the floor under out feet, shattering concrete like glass and snapping steel like twigs.

With any luck the mechanical dinosaurs will fall to their doom.

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#21 Posted by Lucrecia (609 posts) - - Show Bio

Just as she had ordered, the reapers led her right to the intruder, taking a big lead once they were on her trail. Commanding was something she could get used to, if only for having a few hounds to sniff out the prey. For her part, Malicia simply allowed them to continue unhampered. She followed close behind until they stopped, and stood just behind them, musing quietly to herself. Admittedly, this intruder looked impressive enough.

She had a certain dignity about her and greater stature than Malicia. But grizzlons were huge and bred for nothing but battle, and still proved no match for the Destructor. Almost as soon as they spread out in the room, the woman crashed into the floor and sent it crumbling down, along with the reapers. Malicia could fly herself and would have no problems with this. Instead, she lifted into a hover, tucked her head and dashed swiftly at the intruder, leading straight in with a headbutt, which would be followed by a right hook to the body.

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#22 Posted by Lady_Liberty (10767 posts) - - Show Bio

Just as I think I have won a new threat emerges. This time it headbutts me in the face, and punches me in my already bloody side. The force is enough to whip my head back with a crack like a gunshot, and the body blow sends me spiraling out of the building and over a hundred feet into the air. Were it not for my increased density after smashing the floor I would have been knocked dozens of times that if not even farther.

A grunt of pain and surprise escapes my lips. Whoever she was, she was strong, fast and could fly. Clearly the best had been saved for last. Rubbing my jaw and shaking the cobwebs from my mind I quickly come to a decision.

Whoever she is she's very powerful, enough to be a greater danger to my people then the dinosaurs, cybernetic swordsmen, or electric riflemen ever were. This was the true threat right here.

Looking down hundreds of feet I meet her blue eyes with my own. An invisible maser emits from my eyes, a pair of lasers in the microwave spectrum. Microwaves, just like the microwaves in nearly every kitchen in america. They heated fluids, and by such a method were foods such as hot-pockets turned from frozen to steamy in minutes.

With my eyes locked to hers I aim to boil the fluids inside her eyeballs. Horrifically painful, and with luck temporarily blinding.

Secondly I reach out with my magnetic field and grasp one of the adamantium swords. Ripping it through the air toward her, aiming to drive it through her right arm.

The second adamantium blade follows a heartbeat later, giving me time to attempt to adjust its path in accordance with any evasive maneuvers. It is targeted for her left arm.

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#23 Posted by Lucrecia (609 posts) - - Show Bio

Perhaps leading with a headbutt so soon after the procedure wasn’t the best idea, as it left Malicia with a bit of her own pain. Nevertheless, she followed through and sent the other crashing through to the outside. She followed soon after, making her own hole in the side.

Outside, the city was bustling with people. Busy people, who had actually begun to stare. But as much as she would have wanted to unleash her fury upon them, Malicia understood that this woman needed to be dealt with first, since that last attack didn’t kill her. She glared at the woman and almost went up to meet her head on once again, but a sudden pain came over her, something in her eyes and so she couldn’t see. With a mighty yell, she dropped to the streets, rubbing on them furiously. This, she assumed to be some sort of telepathic attack like the ones her master used, for she saw no movement; this would mean the procedure she’d just gone through had failed and all that pain and preparation was for nothing.

She barely had time to register the pain in her eyes before another wave shot up through her arm. She felt the blade enter her arm and this sent her into even more panic. Her eyes, her arm, both were hurting and she had no idea what was going on, exactly. Of course, it meant she had underestimated humans, and it was no wonder they could pose a threat, if they could do this even as she had evolved from childhood. Still blind, her head snapped back and she removed her hands from her eyes and in her excited state, her eyes released their own pent up energy, in the form of a red, super-heated laser, though as she   was unsure of where exactly to aim it, she jerked left and right, most likely causing more collateral damage to the city, and probably a few civilians, than anything else.

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#24 Posted by Lady_Liberty (10767 posts) - - Show Bio

A smile of success starts to touch my lips, until I realize I may have made a grave mistake.

The crimson beam of death boils from the girls crippled eyes. Piercing through steel like tissue paper, burning through stone with enough heat to shatter granite. It would super-heat a person into an explosive chunk of boiling gore and cooked meat.

Panic rises in me. I CANNOT allow people to die when I can prevent it. By pure reflex born of almost seven decades of experience I transition myself to negative mass. The inverse of positive mass the alteration in my interaction with the laws of physics instantaneously transitions me to faster then light speed. At my current levels of energy that places me at roughly fifteen thousand times the speed of light.

No doubt this would be confusing to a laymen, but I have lived with these powers for decades and have developed a certain familiarity with the non-intuitive physics of special relativity.

The greater an objects energy the closer to light speed it moved. For an object with positive mass, that meant faster. For an object with negative mass that meant SLOWER. Therefore in this state I moved slower the more energy I used.

Likewise my interactions with the world of positive mass were tied to the degree of energy I possessed. As I grew slower and thus closer to light speed I struck harder. But as I moved faster I hit with less and less power, because I used less and less energy.

As such I could rip through the air at 1500c. without leaving a trail of atomic disruption behind me, but rather a tiny breeze as if someone had softly whispered a word.

And I could intercept her twin beams of crimson death, literally out-racing light itself to block them with my hand. A short yell escapes my lungs, a yell of pain as the brilliant beams of pure light burn away at my skin. I can watch the process of my skin melting in gruesome slow motion, and I force every particle in my body to increase its strong interaction, to exponentially increase my durability before she burns a hole clean through my hand.

Still intercepting her laser vision with my hand I simply twitch through the air, crossing the distance in a time so short modern science literally cannot measure it.

I clamp my hand over her burning eyes, grimacing at the fiery agony shooting up my arm. Slowing to normal speeds, and accepting positive mass so that my voice is deafeningly loud, rather than obliterating destructive.


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#25 Posted by Lucrecia (609 posts) - - Show Bio

Malicia continued in her way, unaware of what exactly she was doing, but far too concerned with her own state to care about even the task at hand. It wasn’t like she cared for anyone or anything here anyway. She had very little patience for the people of this world, and this one woman was already on the verge of ruining it for the whole planet. And just when she thought it couldn’t get any worse, it did.

This woman put her hand over her eyes. She touched her. Unforgiveable. Even the master himself had been told many times not to touch Malicia when she did not wish to be touched, which she rarely did anyway. This annoyance escalated even further when the woman actually showed the audacity to issue an order to the Destructor. It was issued with such force, and to her ears, it actually hurt, prompting a return scream right back. As if she hadn’t had enough shouting and headaches for the day.

This offense could not be tolerated, not at all. Once she’d regained some semblance of rational thought, Malicia brought her knee up to meet the woman right in the stomach, and using all of her quickness, removed the blade from her arm and swung it wildly directly in front of her, hoping to hit something.

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#26 Posted by Lady_Liberty (10767 posts) - - Show Bio

She screams in pain or anger, I cannot tell. My grip on her eyes loosens out of intuitive sympathy.

When her knee hits him in the stomach I realize that was a mistake. It lifts me off the ground and knocks me back enough that her wild slash only slashes a line through my cheek. Damn she was strong, that was hard enough to leave a deep cut in my cheek bone. Was rare someone had the raw strength to damage my bones, even with adamantium.

Clearly the kid gloves needed removing here, she had some serious power.

With a thought I invert my mass, transitioning instantly to well over a thousand times the speed of light and maneuvering behind her so fast its literally invisible due to the minor number of photons I contact. There is no sonic boom, barely a whisper of a breeze and I lift my hands.

Flipping back to positive mass, and raising my mass to roughly a million tons. Clapping both hands together, aiming for her ears at slightly less then the speed of sound. The idea is to drive compressed air into her ears at six hundred miles an hour, and with roughly a million tons of force.

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#27 Posted by Lucrecia (609 posts) - - Show Bio

In her haste, Malicia had actually hit with more force than she intended, enough to set the enemy back a bit and out of the reach of her blade, for the most part. A mistake she knew she couldn’t make again. It’s hard, when you’re going into a situation blind, but the master would likely not tolerate failure of any sort, no matter the excuse.

After a bit of wild swinging, she halted completely, to try and get a feel for the situation. She just barely sensed the change in wind with the woman’s hands coming together. Reacting as fast as she could, Malicia pressed both her legs down and kicked herself off the ground and backwards, directly in the path of the woman, driving back to the inside of the lab.

She caught herself in the air, but dropped to a knee shortly afterwards, sinking through the hole of the previously smashed floor and to the floor below. In her current state, fighting back proved to be difficult. She still blamed the procedure for failing to protect her from what she perceived still to be a psychic assault that left her blind, and for causing unnecessary harm. She really hated playing defensively; it was no way to win a fight, she had always thought. But for now, it might be the only thing keeping her in it. Seeing no other option, Malicia opted to wait, to play defense.

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#28 Edited by Nordok (2266 posts) - - Show Bio

With a twisting distortion of reality, a nauseatingly swirling portal opened behind Malicia, and she felt a powerful hand on her shoulder, as a familiar voice spoke in her ear. "That is quite enough for now, my Destructor," said a deep, inhuman voice devoid of any pleasant emotion.

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The speaker the burning, malevolent eyes of his alien visage upon Liberty before speaking further. "A most impressive display. I am not accustomed to observing one of my operations be taken apart by a singular entity."

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#29 Posted by Lady_Liberty (10767 posts) - - Show Bio

Briefly I am forced to cover my eyes by the horrific bending of the very laws which make up my divine nature. As a being of science, logic and progress the rending of reality causes me physical pain. It is as if someone drives blades into my eye-sockets.

With an effort of will I force my gaze back upon the scene before me. He is massive, with dark grey skin and cruel spikes and studs upon his armor and skin. Then there was the glowing red eyes.

It didn't take a great genus to realize this guy was some kind of evil conqueror.

"In all fairness I'm not use to foes that strong." Waving my hand at the mighty young woman I had battled with, the burned flesh on my hand still visible and blood from her sword wound to my face streaming down my jaw and neck.

"I take it you're the boss around here?"

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#30 Posted by Lucrecia (609 posts) - - Show Bio

The twisting of the air heralding her master's arrival, Malicia knew exactly what this meant even without her vision. It was over. He had grown impatient and the mission was a failure. The initial response was more anger, mixed with fear, a cringe as his hand touched her shoulder. She knew she could beat this woman if she were to face her again. But disobedience would be wrong, and likely result in more punishment. So she simply stood down, half hoping he would simply annihilate the woman right there. But that would eliminate the second chance she desired.
Malicia stood with an outwardly dignified posture, sharp contrast with the shame felt on the inside at this disgraceful situation, turning her attention from the attacking woman completely. "There is nothing more for us here. We should leave."

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#31 Posted by Nordok (2266 posts) - - Show Bio

The malevolent gaze remained riveted upon Liberty as she spoke. When she had finished, he merely nodded, his feral visage not betraying any sign of emotion. "Yes," he said almost softly, "this one has pleased me very greatly this day." The clawed hand squeezed Malicia's shoulder almost caressingly.

Turning his attention to Malicia as she spoke, he answered. "Soon enough, my Destructor. I would learn more of this being with whom you have shared such a magnificent battle."

Returning his gaze to Liberty, his glowing eyes narrowed as he spoke. "To answer your inquiry, I am the 'boss' everywhere, though not all of you foolish sentients have yet accepted this fact. I am Nordok, last and most powerful of the Ancients, and thus the embodiment of the will of the cosmos itself. Who are you that speaks to me thus, Earth-dweller?"

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#32 Posted by Lady_Liberty (10767 posts) - - Show Bio

'Creepy' are my first thoughts. He has those claws into that girl. Mind control perhaps, or just old fashion deception. Either way she was incredibly powerful and likely he was as well. This deadly duo was a disaster waiting to happen.

"Who am I?" Crossing my arms. "I am Lady Liberty, Goddess of the Modern Age."

"I speak to you 'thus' because this is MY planet, and these are MY people. Not some toys for your sick experiments."

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#33 Posted by Nordok (2266 posts) - - Show Bio

The corner's of the Ancient's mouth seemed to briefly tug upwards in the faintest semblance of a smile. "Good...I had not dared hope that this world's potentate would be so simple to locate. As it is, YOUR planet has enjoyed its relative isolation quite long enough. It is time for it to embrace its destiny in the greater cosmos, as part of my Abyssal Imperium. Malicia here," he indicated the young woman upon whose shoulder his hand rested, "has been tasked with bringing this world into this glorious new era in its history."

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#34 Posted by Lady_Liberty (10767 posts) - - Show Bio

Embrace destiny, Abyssal Imperium, and a minion named Malicia. Yep, this guy was a bad guy. The fangs and glowing eyes were a pretty big clue too.

Kinda strange. It seemed you COULD judge people by their appearance most of the time. Though I tried to not judge on looks alone it was often a strong first clue.

"The only glorious new era the earth is going to enter into is an era of technological advancement, prosperity, and evolution. Alien domination isn't even on the table." Gritting my teeth, the idea of aliens ruling my people drives shards of red hot anger through my mind. Its intuitive, instinctive. I was born to protect them, and I don't go by 'Liberty' for nothing.

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#35 Posted by Nordok (2266 posts) - - Show Bio

His malevolent grin widened slightly, as though he could sense the fury his words had triggered in her, and deeply enjoyed it. While he considered most planetary beings beneath his notice, this one was obviously powerful, and worth further consideration.

"I do not disagree. I have no interest in directly governing this backwater little rock of a world. As Malicia's origins can be traced to this planet, you will not be under alien domination." Reaching down, he helped Malicia to her feet. "Such tragic origins this one's were, too. Your planet can be admirably cruel to one of its own." His glowing eyes narrowed as he refocused on Liberty, although it was clear that he was speaking more to Malicia. "I suppose then, if this is truly your world, goddess, then you are ultimately responsible for the death of her parents."

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#36 Posted by Lucrecia (609 posts) - - Show Bio

Malicia stood to her feet slowly, tugging away slightly, a bit insulted at the action indicating she needed any help. At the same time, she had slowly worked up the courage to make an attempt at healing herself, biological manipulation restoring her eyes to normal. Fear forced her to go slow, exercising caution so as to avoid further damage.
Even after she had recovered her sight, she remained still at the master's side, just waiting for him to take them away, and making no effort to hide her impatience, evidenced by a heavy sigh, folding her arms, and tapping her foot lightly, though a few light cracks still opened in the floor. Her lips jumped into a scowl as the Ancient recounted the events of her past as she had been told, annoyed at the fact that he would bring it up to the enemy as well as angered by the simple recounting of it. But even this was as a minor annoyance to that of what came next.
"I suppose then, if this is truly your world, goddess, then you are ultimately responsible for the death of her parents."
As what would seem to be his intention, his words stirred her anger once more. Her eyes burned with anger, just as the woman's visage was burned into her mind's eye. Nearly stupefying, and yet, at the same time, it all made sense. That was the only way anybody on this pathetic rock could ever threaten her. She stared not only in the face of an old goddess, but the prospect of vengeance. Faced with this, now knowing it, her anger, her vision and her master, all the cards now seemed held in her hand. She did what impulse dictated. She charged once more, just breaking the sound barrier with her speed, launching herself headfirst at this "Lady Liberty, Goddess of the Modern Age."

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#37 Posted by Lady_Liberty (10767 posts) - - Show Bio

The evil conquerors words ring true. There is a terrible truth in what he says.

I could save almost everyone.

It would even be easy. All I would need to do is declare myself ruler of this rock and start removing the trouble makers. Every villain dies. Every criminal, a death sentence. Authoritarian dictators, gone.

And what of those who apposed me? Would I kill them too? Of course I would have too. To fight every hero with a mind to resist forever would cast the world into equal chaos.

Villains, heroes, they escaped prisons all the time. So everyone who disagreed would just have to die.

So I could save all most everyone. I could end crime, stop wars, and prevent so much human suffering. We could all have a peaceful garden world, fertilized by the blood and bones of millions who would have to die.


Those who would prefer safety over liberty deserve neither.

Just as I begin my clever retort- WHAM!

Catching me while I was distracted the blonde haired 'Malicia' slams into me, knocking me flying through the air. I smash through a store-front, through an alley-way, bounce across a parking lot, and come to rest in a dumpster.

Damn it. Now I smell like garbage.

Someones going to pay for this.

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#38 Posted by Nordok (2266 posts) - - Show Bio

His carefully measured words had been effective. The meddlesome goddess had been distracted, if only for the merest of moments. That moment had been all that his perfect creation had needed. Even as his words were intended to sow hesitation and doubt in Liberty's mind, he had intended for them to stir Malicia to a new depth of fury. Both objectives had been accomplished to his utmost satisfaction.

It also pleased him to note that Malicia had not wasted the precious time he had bought her, as her eyes were evidently healed enough that she could once again see and target her enemy. Magnificent. She was developing beyond even his highest expectations, and was quickly becoming his most powerful weapon. At this rate, the planet should fall ahead of schedule, allowing him to focus his attention on other targets.

The Ancient One laughed then, a deep booming sound, bereft of anything resembling mirth or humor. It was a laugh that embodied pure, undisguised contempt and malevolence. "When you are finished, Malicia," he called to her, even as she and Liberty smashed through the outer walls of the ruined facility, "return to the ship. If the goddess still lives, bring her with you." With that, another nauseating portal shimmered into being, and Nordok stepped through, leaving it open behind him.

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#39 Posted by Lucrecia (609 posts) - - Show Bio
"Right. If she lives." Born and conditioned without a sense of mercy, Malicia had no intention of letting Lady Liberty live any longer than necessary. That is, to make her suffer a bit and finish her whenever it became tiresome. Besides, he's got me. There's no use for her. That the master might want to salvage the goddess for any purpose was more than a little disconcerting, the implications behind possibly putting her to use driving the point home more than anything; she has to die.
Having already made up her mind, Malicia didn't stop to acknowledge her master's departure, instead following the woman crashing outside and into the dumpster. Holding her nose to keep from smelling it, she followed with a kick to send the dumpster tumbling and to throw off the equilibrium of the goddess inside, then lifting with it up in the air, juggling it a bit with her hands, and, bracing herself, using her heat vision to burn the entire thing to a crisp. The goddess should survive, but the damage should be done.
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#40 Posted by Lady_Liberty (10767 posts) - - Show Bio

Just as I started to climb out of the dumpster blonde and evil kicks it through the air, sending me bouncing around inside with all the garbage. Something both cold and slimy gets on my hair. Smells like rotted cabbage or something. Vile.

A second later, just as I manage to find the entrance twin waves of thermal energy blast into the dumpster. The trash is vaporized instantly, and the metal melts like butter. Sizzling steel runs down my fingers, molten iron runs into my eyes.

"Unngg." Grunting as I try and wipe the melted metal from my eyes. I can see through it, but WOW. This stuff is uncomfortable. Eventually I settle for vaporizing it with a tiny burst of microwave lasers.

At least the garbage and smell was now gone. A lot of melted metal in the variety of cuts I'd received though, that stings!

Holding out my right hand in a 'stop' signal. "Whoa... hold up a moment lets talk about this."

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#41 Posted by Lucrecia (609 posts) - - Show Bio

An amusing attack, if she ever did know one, she knew that last one would please her master. Pain upon humiliation. Malicia rarely, if ever, doubted herself, but she'd almost expected more from the goddess. It felt good being so much better than her.

In a surprising move, instead of defending properly or retaliating, Lady Liberty halted and...called for a talk? Confused at this, Malicia stopped to mull over the situation. It could be a trap, and she was wary as always. Or perhaps the goddess had realized she was outmatched and was surrendering. She really didn't want that. She wanted it even less than for her to keep fighting, because then she'd have to take her back. "Fine," Malicia huffed, folding her arms. "Talk fast. My master has already given you the opportunity to speak, and I do not have his patience."

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#42 Posted by Lady_Liberty (10767 posts) - - Show Bio

The opportunity? How generous! These evil types were always kind of stuck up. Why were their no humble evil doers? Well it didn't matter. I had to talk her down, or risk a brawl that would decimate half the town. She was just that powerful.

Or do something I didn't want to do at all.

"Listen. This planet is no threat to you. Its no danger. You can just fly away any time. There is no reason for you and Dr. Fangs to attack the earth. By intergalactic standards its not that special, and the universe is big enough for us to live at peace."

Brushing the ashes of the garbage off my costume, and applying a few carefully chosen bursts of superbreath.

"So if you agree to leave now, and never return I'll just drop this here. We can both go on with our lives like this never happened."

Crossing my arms."But if you don't I will kill you. I'll kill your master. And I'll kill everyone that sides with you."

"You've come to my planet and threatened my people. You leave now, or I won't stop until I have your unconditional surrender or your corpse."

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#43 Edited by Lucrecia (609 posts) - - Show Bio

Arms folded across her chest like they were, even wearing but a torn and tattered patient gown, Malicia never looked so proud. Like a true ruler, in her own mind, listening to the pleas of a goddess. A goddess, begging her to leave. The thought of it was almost too much to bear; never in her life could she have dreamed of such pride. And at that thought, there came another, perhaps inconsequential, but just as unexpected happenstance, which was just as special in her own mind. For once in her short, miserable life, Malicia’s lips curled into a sinister smirk. Her first smile ever. This was the "pleasure" of which her master spoke. True pleasure. The pleasure of conquering.

No threat…No reason…Not that special…Live at peace. So many reasons that could not be. The “will of the cosmos,” her own “childhood experiences,” as she was told, dictated that she conquer this world, no matter how pathetic it may be.

"So if you agree to leave now, and never return I'll just drop this here. We can both go on with our lives like this never happened."

Truly, she was a goddess indeed. She could be nothing less to have educed even a smile. But she didn’t stop there. Hearing these words, Malicia couldn’t help but start to crack up, and eventually, she lost her composure and erupted into laughter, slapping her hand to her face and bending backwards a little. Not really sinister at all, it was more childlike, and her face even lightened up as well, for once.

"But if you don't I will kill you. I'll kill your master. And I'll kill everyone that sides with you. You've come to my planet and threatened my people. You leave now, or I won't stop until I have your unconditional surrender or your corpse."

The words cut through her schoolgirl giggles like one of Kallak’s adamantium blades through butter, shut her right up, and just like that she was angry again, astonished that someone would speak to her like so, and just after practically groveling at her feet. That’s a good way to end up dead. Her face twisted in disgust and she could barely hold herself from hyperventilating. She warned the goddess not to try what little patience she had, but she did anyway. Her fists clenched tightly and she addressed Lady Liberty, shaking her head. She promised but one warning.

“No more.”

Malicia’s eyes glowed red briefly and not a second later discharged the familiar red hot energy in the direction of the infidel, more concentrated this time, dead center at her chest. Malicia began circling her at just over 2,000 miles per hour, slowly closing the circumference with each revolution, until the point where she could get within arm’s reach, then raising her arms high above her head, clasping her hands together, brought them down full force over the goddess’ head.

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#44 Posted by Lady_Liberty (10767 posts) - - Show Bio

One more tremendous thermal energy boils forth from the eyes of my rival. Slamming into my chest, hot enough to turn titanium into plasma in the blink of an eye. She begins whipping through the air, circling around me like a red eyed buzzard from the depths of some alien hell.

The first layer of my skin begins to evaporate, my nerves scream wails of iridescent agony.

I feel my blood boil inside my veins. Literally boil. My heart pumps red steam.

The she hits me.

We all think in language. Some of us think in English, some of us think in another language. Some of us think in a combination of languages. But it is through language that our experiences are conceptualized. Can we think of things we have no words for? Some things are so alien to the human experience no words have been created to describe them.

She hits me that hard. There are no words for a blow that hard.

Every window in a mile shatters.

Car alarms being to howl.

My body makes a forty foot deep crater in the street.

I lay there for a moment. Shatter water pipes begin filling the newly created pit. The asphalt is melted with the impact, black tar mixing with pure water. The sun beams down, smiling at me in its its radiate gaze.

The sun and I have a connection. We're linked. When I was a young girl I felt the sun was the only thing that I really connected with. Right now its talking me, in waves of radiation, brilliant light, and flares long and lovely. Its telling me the same thing it always tells me. Get up. For the human race to survive, I don't get any breaks. And you don't either. Get up. Go to work.

In-between one heartbeat and the next I'm in orbit. Just like that.

I send down two blue beams of light from my eyes, to guide her up the sky to me.

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#45 Posted by Lucrecia (609 posts) - - Show Bio

What a satisfying sizzle the goddess made. Malicia could hear the flesh and blood boil under the rays of her eyes, and for a brief moment a somewhat disturbing thought crossed her mind. I wonder what she tastes like. Then she smashed her over the head, sending her back to the streets with the rest of the rabble. There was no limit to the satisfaction she gained from this, though seemingly indistinguishable from the typical smashing she did for her master.

She didn’t get to enjoy it for very long, however, because soon afterward, her ears were bombarded with the sounds of all the malfunctioning electronics within a mile. She slapped her hands over her ears and watched the enemy lie there, at first wondering if she had died. An X-ray scan revealed otherwise. Just as well. She would be soon, anyway. Vengeance was at hand, and to tell the truth, once Lady Liberty was dead, she only intended to destroy the place. She cared little for conquering, as her master described it. She lived only for revenge. Conquest through destruction.

A moment later and Lady Liberty had gone. Seemingly revitalized, somehow, to move that fast even after everything she’d endured. Nordok had always said pain meant strength, and in her short life, Malicia had seen no one who endured as much pain as she herself had. Yet she remained uneasy. Her next move, she determined, would have to be dialed up a bit. She’d been fighting to incapacitate, and not to kill. This, she would rectify soon.

Tearing a street light out of the ground, Malicia began to twist and refine it, so the end would make a fine, sharp tip. Taking aim, she chucked it like a javelin at the woman in space, following quickly behind it to see the result.

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#46 Posted by Lady_Liberty (10767 posts) - - Show Bio

Space. The final fron- okay. Enough of that.

But they were onto something. Space is final. Its called space for a good reason. Its just goes on and on and on and on. An eternal abyss of nothingness.

Stars are like tiny sparks above the ocean. So miniscule so tiny they were almost irrelevant in the grand scheme of things. And that grand scheme? It was nothing. Literally nothing. Its hard to grasp at first, just how much of reality is empty. Even after you see it, really see it, how do you grasp it?

If there is a God, he's a great and empty soul.

She throws some kind of pointy metal thing at me. Enough playing around. I raise my hand, extend my magnetic field, and crush it into a golf ball.

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#47 Posted by Lucrecia (609 posts) - - Show Bio

Following the makeshift projectile, Malicia accelerated to top speed right from the get-go, tearing up a chunk of the street as she lifted off. Like a tiny upward heading meteor she went, as fast as she could without subjecting herself to harm from the environment, and yet still so much so that the garment she wore shredded, or rather, disintegrated, right off of her. She anticipated some kind of trap or another plea bargain, considering how the goddess still hadn't retaliated and was calling her into space like this, though she couldn't figure what it might be. Peculiar. But as previously stated, Malicia didn't have the patience to deal with her words, and the trap, which she considered more likely given who she was, she thought best dealt with by attacking first and not having to worry about it. The thrown street lamp seemed to have no effect, and she was doing that "stop" motion again with her hand. Malicia moved in, spun to her left, altering her body to angle slightly to the right and, clasping her hands together, brought the ax handle upward, in toward Liberty's face not unlike a major league baseball player taking a swing at a ball, minus the bat.

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#48 Posted by Lady_Liberty (10767 posts) - - Show Bio

Her fists strike me like the hands of god. I cross nineteen miles of starless void in a second, tumbling, spinning wildly through the empty madness of space. Nausea fills me, disorientation strikes. She may have fractured my skull.

Eventually I come to a halt, and by pure reflex I transition to negative mass. At rest I contain very little energy, and as such I instantly reach speeds millions of times the speed of light.

The universe is blackness. A vast and empty void, devoid of stars, empty of planets, galaxies, or any distinguishing feature whatsoever. I'm simple moving so fast I could live a thousand years between one photon and the next striking my eyes.

The first time I did this I thought I had crippled myself. There is no sensation at all. No heat, no cold. Nothing touches me, because my speed is so great I'm between sensations.

But I wasn't entirely blind. No, over the years I'd learned a thing or two.

First I unfocused my eyes. Secondly I used my laser vision. But, as I had negative mass, photons, which normally had zero mass, were given negative mass. That's called a tachyon by some. A particle that is faster than light, millions of times faster in this case. Fast enough to fly out, bounce off of something, and fly back to me, outracing photons like jets past a snail.

And I start shining them around. Its like a flashlight in a pitch black room. I pan my tachyon vision through the emptiness of the void. It takes some time.

But there. There she is. Blonde hair, blue eyes, and a vile smirk. Well. Only one thing left to do.

Making certain I'm not interacting with gravity I alter my mass to around one nonillion kilograms. That's a little less than half the weight of the sun.

Then I cross the nineteen miles between us at a million times the speed of light. The universe becomes a glow of featureless white as I smash into trillions of photons, jamming the images of everything together into on vast and featureless mass.

To tell the truth I don't know exactly how hard a nonillion kilograms moving at a million times the speed of light would hit. It would shatter any planet I've ever come across, and scatter a star into a spray of burning plasma.

I throw it all into my fist.

And my fist toward her skull.

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#49 Edited by Lucrecia (609 posts) - - Show Bio

Her fists landed with a delightful impact, even if she couldn't hear it, sending the foe sailing through space like some kind of out of control spaceship. That had to be just about it, she thought, arms folded satisfied over her breast. It certainly looked like it. No one could take that kind of punishment from her. Now all that was left was to take her back to the surface so she could hail the teleportal back to the ship and then...finish her off.

Only, in order for that to actually work, she has to actually be done. It all happened so fast. Not a grandiose display, for there was nothing there to see. Too fast for her to even begin to comprehend. Too fast to note how the goddess would have disappeared from all visible spectra of light, too fast for her mind to even register fear or pain. That would come later, when she awoke. At the moment, the only thing she saw was an unconscious Lady Liberty floating out into space, and then—

Nothing. Blackout.

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#50 Posted by Lady_Liberty (10767 posts) - - Show Bio

Its time to bring this to an end. One way, or the other it has to be over soon.

My naked foe went flying through space and I could see her vitals drop. She was out cold. At these speeds its just a twitch across a dozen miles and I hold her throat in my right hand.

Transitioning back to normal mass, and turning toward the sun. We move quick, around ten percent the speed of light, ripping through the void toward that giant ball of nuclear fire.

It grows closer and closer, larger and larger until it fills my vision. Vast beyond comprehension, tongues of golden fury flicking through the blackness of space. This close it seems mad with a vast and important rage. Devouring all it can touch, and spitting out its nuclear bile.

We hover fifteen miles above the surface of the sun. Radiation washes over us. I breath in dust hundreds of thousands of degrees and breath out pure fire.

The sun always reminds me that I'm a goddess.

I wait for my prisoner to awake.