<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35934131</id><updated>2011-12-14T22:52:23.742-04:00</updated><category term='chapters'/><category term='Wii'/><category term='battle'/><category term='blook'/><category term='chapter 14'/><category term='fighting'/><title type='text'>Omen of Chaos</title><subtitle type='html'>A serialized story posted in blog format (aka a blook). A young man of about 22 years called Dwayne Erickson has no memory of his life. One fateful day he will awaken a deadly power that transforms him into a demon, but using that power he plans to get rid of the criminality of New New York City and save people's lives. Of course... someone will always be up to the task of stopping him.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35934131/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Relix</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>59</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35934131.post-805098965313311680</id><published>2007-05-15T19:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T19:10:16.025-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Visit the new site!</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone! The migration has finished finally after over one week of hard work! Now I ask all of you to visit the all-new Omen of Chaos site at http://www.omenofchaos.com !! There are some minor things to be done there but everything is working. Officially I will resume adding chapters this FRIDAY. Schedule will be as normal. So I ask all of you to bookmark the new URL and visit the new site where we have a new forums, new formatting and soon we will add factoids and more interesting things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.omenofchaos.com"&gt;http://www.omenofchaos.com&lt;/A&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35934131-805098965313311680?l=omenofchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/805098965313311680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35934131&amp;postID=805098965313311680&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35934131/posts/default/805098965313311680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35934131/posts/default/805098965313311680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/2007/05/visit-new-site.html' title='Visit the new site!'/><author><name>Relix</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35934131.post-8004565628647865490</id><published>2007-05-09T21:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T21:33:47.802-04:00</updated><title type='text'>SIte Moving</title><content type='html'>Yes my friends OoC is slowly being moved to an all new host. The process is taking a little longer than I expected, but the official LAUNCH DATE IS MAY 14 2007. That's right! Next Monday! Right now I am in Finals and migrating the site at the same time. If you want a sneak peek of the site the new .com domain should be OBVIOUS, right? *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've invested well over 50 dollars in the new site, fifty doesnt sound like much but to a college student like me it is, =P. You will also see some new amazing things so keep in the lookout!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35934131-8004565628647865490?l=omenofchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/8004565628647865490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35934131&amp;postID=8004565628647865490&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35934131/posts/default/8004565628647865490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35934131/posts/default/8004565628647865490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/2007/05/site-moving.html' title='SIte Moving'/><author><name>Relix</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35934131.post-3348741111908696749</id><published>2007-05-06T13:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T22:24:17.569-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Site Revamp</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone, hope you are enjoying Omen of Chaos so far =). Anyway, I am just posting this to inform the fans and people about the coming changes in the OoC website, which will be totally transformed and revamped in the next 2-3 weeks. First of all the site will acquire a domain so we look more "pro" (hehe). Also, we will be moving from Blogger to an all new webhost so that way I can customize and change everything. With this also comes a forum, exclusive to Omen of Chaos where you will be able to discuss things and exchange ideas and give your opinions and... etc =P. The site layout will obviously change and we will be incorporating drawings and GFX relating to OoC in the new layout. The posting engine will also change, but hopefully the transfer will be smooth and without major problems. More info on the OoC universe will be added, with factoids andn other things. With the release of this new site expect a small prequel and side-story updated randomly which will explain the events that led to World War III and the events that took place in it. Also, expect that by Summer or Fall 2007 the first 20 chapters of OoC will be rewritten and art and images added to them... but the rewrite and the drawings will be released in a commercial book (yeah, sold in bookstores). I am currently in the process of rewriting the chapters so expect more news on this soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEXT! Hopefully I will acquire new affiliates soon that can bring a bigger influx of visits to the site, creating new fans in the process (I hope, hehe). Also, as you can see we have added a Google Adsense banner, please do click on it everytime you visit the site, because the hosting will cost some money and I need a little help with income. And if you feel even more generous then you could donate to OoC =). Every post ends with a "Make a Donation" button, and on the right you can see the Paypal Donate button, so if you have some extra money then maybe you wouldn't mind helping this poor college student, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally.... the Lord of the Abyss arc has reached its climax. Yep, now. Major plot twist? BWAAHAHA. You will have to wait and see... hopefully my schedule won't be broken. I am not sure how many chapters I have left because I am still writing, but rest assured that the ending is getting near and I am picking up the pace of the plot. I actually find the pacing in the first 10 chapters a total disaster, really... too slow. I'll make up for it though! So, hold on for a while because everything will be slowly revamped =). Thanks for your support!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35934131-3348741111908696749?l=omenofchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/3348741111908696749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35934131&amp;postID=3348741111908696749&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35934131/posts/default/3348741111908696749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35934131/posts/default/3348741111908696749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/2007/05/site-revamp.html' title='Site Revamp'/><author><name>Relix</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35934131.post-7936840183567126875</id><published>2007-05-04T18:39:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T18:39:59.684-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter XLV: Funeral</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;Chapter XLV: Funeral&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Loud bells are heard in the background. The day looks gloomy and the skies are clouded. A big crowd gathers around the Cathedral St. John the Divine. Thousands are gathered there, leaving only a small space in the middle which leads to a big wooden door which is open. Inside the cathedral is full, with a red carpet which leads from the entrance to the altar. Inside many personalities are gathered from around the world, and in the very first line was the president of the United States, Adam Goodwill. On the left side of the cathedral, in the very first line is Alexandra, with a veil covering her face. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The bells sound more. Helicopters are flying around the Cathedral, filming the event, and one of the reporters covering the event was Laura Schieffman. Rain begins to fall from the darkened sky. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Then a black limousine arrives and stops in the entrance of the Cathedral, trying to make way between the gigantic crowds reunited there. Police surrounds the car and keep people away from it. Then six men appear… Alphonse, Ulysses, Maxwell, Guile, Kevin and Martin. They open the car and grab a large white coffin. Three on each side, they walk towards the entrance, walking over the red carpet. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The six men, dressed in formal clothing, walk forward, slowly but steady, People sniff and cry as they see the coffin in the middle which has a silver cross in the middle. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;They walk, walk, and walk. Some people bow as they see the coffin pass in front of them, while the six men holding the coffin walk forward. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“We are reporting live from St. John the Divine’s cathedral in New York City, the funeral of the hero that has saved thousands of lives, not only in New York but around the world,” says Laura Schieffman, looking closely at the white coffin as it passes by her. The men enter the cathedral and walk toward the altar. People look closely at the coffin as it passes by them. Constant mourns and cries are heard in the aura of grief and sorrow surrounding the cathedral. A catholic priest stands in front of a table put just before the altar, where the coffin will soon lay. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The men walk forward and slowly put the coffin over the table. Alexandra stands up from her seat. Chloe sits by her side crying. Tears start coming down Alexandra’s eyes.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Alphonse then whispers to the coffin “I will protect all that you once protected,”. Finally he takes a bow to the coffin and walks to the right side of the coffin. “A respectable man indeed,” whispers Maxwell, bowing to the coffin and then walking to the left side of the coffin and standing there. “You are the most respectable man I’ve ever met, and you are one to look up to. I thank you for all the aid you’ve given us and this world in it’s need. Thank you…” continues Ulysses, then bowing and walking to the right side of the coffin, by Alphonse’s side. “Though we didn’t have enough time to talk, I admire you for your courage and for what you’ve done to this world. Even though I am still hurt inside by Angel’s and Shana’s deaths… I pardon you,” whispers Guile, bowing and then moving to the left side of the coffin.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“A great, but strange friend you were. Thanks for your friendship and all the help you gave me when I needed it. You are, and will forever be, my best friend,” says Kevin, taking a bow and walking to the right side of the coffin. Then Uncle Martin walks forward, and in loud voice says: “I found you alone, lost and hungry. I found you crying in&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;a sunny day, where people ignored you as just another bum. But I and your aunt saw something in you, and we rescued you from there and gave you all you needed. We raised you like our own. And you did end up being a very fine lad… thanks for everything, my kid… I will love you for all time. Thanks, thanks a million times,”. Then he bursts in tears as he slowly takes a bow to the coffin and walks to the left side of the coffin. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A deafening silence falls over the cathedral, with just the water of the rain being heard along the mourning and cries. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;President Adam turns his head and looks at Alexandra, who is just staring at the coffin. Behind the President was a man in a gray suit with long grayish, near white hair. He was David. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“You won’t say anything Alexandra?” asks Kevin to the young woman. “I… will…” she replies with her voice cut. Slowly and nervously she walks towards the coffin. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;She touches the cover of the coffin with her gentle hands. Drops of tears fall over it. A second later she falls to her knees in front of the coffin. “I…” she whispers.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A tear drops down the President’s chin, a tear which is photographed by a journalist. “A savior has gone…” says the President. Alexandra meanwhile puts her face over the coffin as tears fall down. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“It was my fault… I… I should have stayed in the helicopter. If it wasn’t for my stubbornness you would be here. If you hadn’t promised that you would never allow me to see you like that then you wouldn’t have hesitated and you would be with me now. But no… I was too darn stubborn and wanted to be with you, I caused your death. And when I saw you laying there in the floor, letting blood go out of your body all I could do was cry like a baby. I didn’t try anything. I caused your death and I let you die there without calling for help. I killed you… I never believed that love could be a deadly thing but now I am sure of it. You were my best friend and eventually became the man I would fall in love with. I met you in the weirdest of ways… falling off the stairs. But it was that ability of laughing with yourself and that determination to help others that made me love you. It was how you treated me and those around you. There was a moment where I even got scared of it and decided to back a bit off you and see if I could love another person, but I failed and I realized you were for me. I…” whispers Alexander before stopping and taking a deep breath, “I killed you. I killed you..”&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Then she looks at the ceiling of the cathedral as tears slide down her face. “I KILLED YOU!” she finally yells. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I killed you, I killed you!” she cries.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Come Alexandra,” says Alphonse, reaching to grab her. Then she slaps his hand away, “Leave me here!” she cries. “Come…” he gently says, staring at her crying and yelling, holding the coffin with all her strength. Her yells echo through the cathedral. News were recording everything and asking opinions to the people. The headlines of newspapers read: “The Demon Hero has fallen”, “We lost a Hero,”, “ Who will protect us now?” and many more. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;People were gathering around the holograms and screens all over the city to witness the funeral of their hero. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A man covered in a brown jacket is walking through a crowded street with hundredths viewing the funeral.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The sun shines over his face, revealing the white face and blonde-hair. It was Lucian. He looks at the screen and then stares at the people who were crying. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“And you don’t know what’s next,” he whispers as he makes way through the crowd. He touches a button in his wristwatch and calls someone. When the person replies he says: “Alexander, get ready,” . &lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;“And so the Lord of the Abyss triumphs over the world having defeated the only that could stop him… his own brother. And so he shall rise to the skies and become the sole ruler of the whole world becoming what he most desired to become… the Lord and King of not only the world but of the Universe. To spread his kin and destroy the human race that gave birth to him in their greed of power and superiority. Lucian shall rise to become the ultimate God of the whole Universe …. The Lord of the Abyss has won. Humankind has lost its last war…. The one against its own greed. The Earth and Mankind now stand destroyed…”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;The En-&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I won’t let this place be destroyed…” says an old man looking from the roof a building down to the cathedral, staring at the thousands reunited there attending the funeral. Suddenly a strong wind blows and a small silver plaque falls to the ground which reads “Dr. Hyde”. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Stupid plaque…” says the old man, bald in the middle of the head but with weird white hair in the sides and absolutely no hair in the back. He’s very small and has a big nose. His black eyes are witnessing the suffering of the people. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I will redeem myself,” says the old man turning around and giving his back to the cathedral. &lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;Will be continued in the next chapter…&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;PD: The next chapter still continue the Lord of the Abyss arc, it hasn’t ended yet. I just added a fake ending up there to make you guys feel uneasy, hehe. Since I am so nice I’ll name the next chapter: Attack of the Iusta Vindicta. We are on the climax now so don’t miss a single chapter!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35934131-7936840183567126875?l=omenofchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/7936840183567126875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35934131&amp;postID=7936840183567126875&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35934131/posts/default/7936840183567126875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35934131/posts/default/7936840183567126875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/2007/05/chapter-xlv-funeral.html' title='Chapter XLV: Funeral'/><author><name>Relix</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35934131.post-8279240921094131320</id><published>2007-04-30T19:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T19:59:46.967-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter XLIV: Reunion of Brothers</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;Chapter&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;XLIV: Reunion of Brothers&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“STOP!” yells Crnobog. Gregori stares at him and smiles, “The great and mighty demon hero… begging me to stop. Most impressive indeed,”.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Whatever you are doing… stop,” says Crnobog. “Sadly, you are not the one to command me,” says Gregori with a smile. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;“Where’s my brother Lucian?” asks Crnobog. “You mean our Lord? He’s one his way to&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;give you a pleasant surprise,” says Gregori, hiding the disk.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He turns around and hits a red button in the keyboard.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The room was a quite big-sized room, with computer panels on the northern wall of the room (where Gregori was standing) and in the middle was a small computer with a hologram in the top of it showing what was an aircraft, looking much like an UFO. On top it read “Heracles”. There was also a gigantic screen in the northern wall, over the keyboards and computers, but it was shut down. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“So, that is the Heracles,” says Crnobog. “Yes, the key to the destruction of humankind,” says Gregori, “an aircraft created by themselves and that will ultimately destroy them,”&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“That is… if I allow it,” challenges Crnobog. “What will you do? I’ve already witnessed your power… and I assure you it’s nothing compared to Lord Lucian’s power,”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;replies Gregori. “There’s no logical way my brother can be that powerful when we are the same,” says Crnobog. “Error. You are an imperfect version, he’s perfect, everything that you are not,” he replies with a cocky smile. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“But…” whispers Gregori, putting his hands behind him. Crnobog looks closely at every action he makes. “I was ordered with your annihilation, I won’t fail now,” says Gregori, looking straight at the Demon Hero’s eyes. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Both stare at each other for a few seconds. Both watching closely every action they can make, thinking ahead the battle.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“Funny, you haven’t tried Hellfire yet,” says Gregori, “What are you so scared of? You fear that you might go all crazy like last time heh? Well then… I’ll make sure that happens again,” says Gregori.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Gregori then takes immediate action and with one swift movement aims both of his arms towards Crnobog, with all the fingers extended aiming at the same spot. Over a dozen of threads fly from one side of the room to the other, effectively surrounding Crnobog and grabbing him, tying him up in an instant. “Now I’ll squash you out,” he says as he slowly pulls his fingers back, doing slight and slow movements with his hand. The threads begin to have more pressure on Crnobog and begin to pierce his jacket and then quickly getting to his skin and piercing it little by little. Crnobog falls to his knees, unable to move. Blood begins to fall from the injuries as Crnobog struggles to break the threads. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Too easy,” says Gregori with a smile.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Suddenly Crnobog’s eyes grow red and shine. Electricity begins to surround his body and in a swift move he sprouts his wings out, effectively breaking the threads holding him down. Electricity quickly flows through the cables and to Gregori. “Not again!” he yells, letting go of them. Then Crnobog stands, with his wings extended, barely a few meters away from him. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;“You lose,”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The Dark Scythe begins to form in his hands. “Shit!” yells Gregori as he takes action and sends more threads towards Crnobog, “piercing threads!” he yells.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The needles head towards Crnobog but suddenly are blasted away by the electromagnetism surrounding Crnobog. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The Demon Hero sways his scythe horizontally with great power and speed, sending a lightning ray right towards Gregori. The young man avoids it by jumping but then…&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The scythe pierces right through his chest. Blood quickly spreads everywhere, as then Crnobog pushes forward and crushes Gregori into the gigantic screen, shattering it to pieces. Gregori lets out an agony yell as he throws out blood. There his body lays, stuck into the screen by Crnobog’s scythe. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Tears begin to come down his eyes as Crnobog looks fiercely at him. Blood flows down his body and falls to the keyboard and floor like a cascade. He struggles to breath or talk, looking at Crnbog with a very amazed look. &lt;b style=""&gt;“It was wrong to challenge me I guess,” &lt;/b&gt;he says with a sadistic smile. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Finally he pulls the scythe out of Gregori’s body. The young man falls near dead to the ground, falling just over the pool of blood he had made. &lt;b style=""&gt;“How does your own blood taste?”&lt;/b&gt; asks Crnobog. Gregori tries to move but is unable to. Crnobog laughs for a second or two then looks at him with a look of pity.&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Are you enjoying it?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Crnobog opens his eyes widely and quickly turns around, facing Lucian who is standing in the middle of the opened door. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“My Lord…” struggles to say Gregori. Lucian looks at Gregori with a smile. “My master…”. Suddenly, Gregori’s body lights up in fire. “You are useless now,” says Lucian, who the changes his sights to Crnobog, “And don’t come shitting me now, you were more sadistic, enjoying his poor death,” he says to Crnobog. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;“Lucian…”&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Dwayne…. My big brother. It seems you haven’t yet developed all your abilities,” says the blonde-haired brother, dressed in his usual “king and god” attire. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;“So you finally have the guts to face me in person, not through some useless intermediary,”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;“&lt;/b&gt;Actually I was a little busy, taking care of some things for the very close future,” says Lucian with a smile. &lt;b style=""&gt;“What do you seek?”&lt;/b&gt;. “You know what I seek… it is useless to ask that,” he replies, then closing his eyes, “Remember… Light is blinding, while Shadow hides…” &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;”Does that have anything to do with this?”&lt;/b&gt; “Actually no, but I felt like saying that… now brother, I must take care of certain things for I must finally destroy this worthless race… and procreate our mighty one,” &lt;b style=""&gt;“Procreate? Hah… how, it’s impossible, you cannot pass our nanomachines to a human baby, maybe our genes, and all you will create is a GenoBIO,”&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Who says I am looking to breed with a human woman? I’ve finally found my own method to easily and quickly procreate… clone myself,” says Lucian with an evil grin. &lt;b style=""&gt;“Clone?!” &lt;/b&gt;“Yeah I don’t want to depend in the stupid human race like our creators wanted to,”&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;“You psychotic bastard…”&lt;/b&gt; says Crnobog, losing his temper. “And what will you do to avoid that? ‘Cuz… I am sure you came all the way here to stop me, am I right?” asks Lucian with a grin.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;“YOU ARE DEAD!”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Crnobog’s wings extend and he raises his scythe. Immediately he flies towards Lucian at full speed. He attacks with a horizontal attack but Lucian crouches and avoids it. Quickly he gets up and grabs Crnobog’s right arm. He makes a complete turn around and hits him in the stomach, then lowers himself and prepares a punch. He smiles and sends an uppercut just to Crnobog’s chin sending the Demon Hero flying and falling over the holographic computer in the middle of the room. It breaks and explodes, covering Crnobog’s body in fire and smoke. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Then from within the smoke he stands up, his eyes shining red across the deep smoke. He once again charges at Lucian, but just before reaching him stops and backs down a few feet. He extends his left arm.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Psychic waves huh!” says Lucian moving away. Crnobog attacks once again with the scythe but Lucian evades it. Quickly Crnobog makes a complete 360 degree turn and transforms the scythe to a sword. Noticing this Lucian backs away a few feet, barely touching the skin in his neck. Crnobog keeps looking at him. Then Lucian’s body is sent flying towards the wall, crashing in it. Crnobog thrust his sword at Lucian, but the younger brother manages to avoid it. Crnobog makes another 360 degree turn and kicks Lucian right in the chest, sending the NanoBIO a few feet away, back into the corridor. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I knew it would be hard without transforming,” says Lucian. Crnobog goes into the attack again, but then this time sends a burst of electricity which knocks out Lucian for a split second, leaving in open for an attack. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Lucian then moves the fingers in his left hand forward.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;“DIE!”&lt;/b&gt; yells Crnobog in a very demonical voice.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Suddenly from the T-intersection that connects the corridor appears Alexandra. She rolls over the ground with great speed and heading towards Lucian and Crnobog. She was being pulled by something.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;“Alexandra…”&lt;/i&gt; thinks Dwayne looking at the girl coming straight to him, hurting over the floor as she rolls over it. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;This takes concentration and focus out of Crnobog’s attack with the sword, an attack that was sure to slice Lucian’s neck off. Lucian smiles, and quickly crouches, evading the attack. Then he grabs Crnobog;s right arm. “You lose brother,” says Lucian. Suddenly he pulls the arm off Crnobog. The Demon Hero yells in agony as a stream of blood falls from the massive wound.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Then Lucian turns around and faces Crnobog face to face, barely a few inches separating each other. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Alexandra stops rolling over the floor and was slightly wounded. Struggling, she stares at the brothers and tries to stand up. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Lucian puts his left arm just in Crnobog’s chest. Suddenly an electric blast pierces through Crnobog, piercing through him from one side to the other. The wound is brutal, and so is the amount of blood that falls from his body. Crnobog shocked by this sways forward and his head falls over his brother’s right shoulder. The last image he sees is that of Alexanda kneeled over the floor, looking shocked at him. His hair goes down and his body slowly grows numb. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“You let the emotions for this woman get the best of you. I knew it since the very first time I saw you together and when you tried to save her. You love this human, and I took advantage of your weakness. She also loves you, and I took advantage of her. I knew she was going to follow me, so I made a gamble… to let you attack me, and when the opportunity arose… use her to take your concentration away and give you one final hit. And I succeeded my brother… &lt;u&gt;and so you will die here and now,” &lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;whispers Lucian to his brother’s right ear. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Then a weakened and numb Crnobog slides off his brother shoulder and falls to his knees, finally swaying to his left and falling near dead to the floor as blood flows out of him. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;”DWAYNE!” yells Alexandra, finding the energy to stand up and run towards her lover’s side. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I… didn’t want you…. To… look at… me… like…. T-that…” he struggles to say. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Poor big brother… I am sorry but there was no other way,” says Lucian. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;“No! Dwayne! Do what you do! Fix yourself again!” cries a desperate Alexandra. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;“Automatic Recovery Function Activated” &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Slowly the blood that had fallen from Gregori begins to evaporate. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“No,” says Lucian, extending his arm and pointing at the blood. Slowly with his own psychic strength he pushes the blood back, not allowing it to move closer and evaporate.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Dwayne struggles to move as even more blood flows out of him.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Oh my God! HELP ME! HELP ME!” yells Alexandra as she cries.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“SOMEONE HELP ME!!!” yells Alexandra. Dwayne’s eyes slowly begin to close.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Alexandra… I am sorry…” he finally whispers as his eyes close.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;“EMERGENCY: SHUTTING DOWN”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“For how long do I need to push the blood away before you die?” says Lucian. Lucian walks towards Gregori’s dead body and grabs a disk out of his jacket and slowly walks away. He opens his mouth and from it shoots a blast of fire that evaporates Gregori’s blood. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Dwayne’s breathing grows heavier, and then begins to faint down. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Sorry, Princess,” says Lucian turning around and staring at his brother. “You deserved it, weakling,” says Lucian, walking away. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“DWAYNE NO! WAKE UP PLEASE! WAKE UP!!” cries Alexandra desperate as tears flow down her eyes and she grabs Dwayne’s body.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;“SHUTTING DOWN”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Then Dwayne opens his eyes and takes a deep breath. His eyes move and he stares at Alexandra’s face. Finally, he closes his eyes and exhales all the air he had inhaled. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“NO PLEASE, NO!! DWAYNE PLEASE DON’T DO THIS TO ME DAMMIT! WAKE UP GODDAMMIT! WAKE UP!” continues yelling Alexandra, moving Dwayne’s body. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Then she gives one last yell and resigning, moves towards Dwayne’s dead body. She opens her arms and embraces his dead body. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;“I killed you… I killed you…”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35934131-8279240921094131320?l=omenofchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/8279240921094131320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35934131&amp;postID=8279240921094131320&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35934131/posts/default/8279240921094131320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35934131/posts/default/8279240921094131320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/2007/04/chapter-xliv-reunion-of-brothers.html' title='Chapter XLIV: Reunion of Brothers'/><author><name>Relix</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35934131.post-2041780191672552773</id><published>2007-04-27T20:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T20:31:30.392-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter XLIII: Battle of the Swordsmen</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;Chapter XLIII: Battle of the Swordsmen &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Yeah, the odds are very good…” says Alexander showing off his amazing white sword to Alphonse and Guile.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Guile, let me handle this,” says Alphonse aiming his blade at Alexander. The man of the Iusta Vindicta grins. Immediately both men clash with their swords, struggling to break a deadlock. Finally Alexander pushes further, sending Alphonse to the eastern wall of the small laboratory. Alphonse quickly jumps and using both of his legs boosts from the wall and towards Alexander.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The black haired man quickly evades the incoming attack. Meanwhile Alphonse lands atop the metal table in the middle of the laboratory. Alexander does a back-flip, and then another, finally doing a third back-flip and turning around right in the middle of the jump, giving a clean hit to Alphonse’s face with his feet. Alphonse falls from the table, but amazingly does a single-handed handstand with his left hand. Immediately he begins to turn around, landing in his feet and with a swift movement boosts towards Alexander.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The man of the Iusta Vindicta blocks the attack but is pushed back by Alphonse’s strength. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;He seems disappointed by the turn of events, but then a cocky smile quickly draws in his face. Not hesitating nor losing a second he attacks Alphonse again. The blonde-haired man quickly avoids the incoming vertical slash. Alexander’s blade sticks into the metal floor. He smiles and then lightning could be seen around his hand. The lighting goes from the blade and into the metal floor. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Guile, get out!” yells Alphonse as he jumps. Sparks begin to fly as some electrical equipment explodes by the current of electricity. Alexander takes action and kicks Alphonse right in the face while he was jumping.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Alphonse hits the western wall but manages to respond and stabs his sword in the concrete, not touching the electrified floor. A split second passes and the floor loses the electricity. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Alexander then aims his blade at Alphonse, like he was ready to stab him right in the chest. Alphonse quickly pulls away the blade off the wall. Alexander begins his next wave of attacks by thrusting his sword forward. Alphonse moves his sword horizontally while keeping the blade vertical, effectively blocking the attack. As soon as he counters the attack he runs forward, finally hitting Alexander in the stomach with his left knee. Alexander slides a few inches back because of the impact, but finally resists and holds on, pushing Alphonse back. Immediately he raises his left leg and kicks Alphonse in the face and then quickly in the chest. The man of the Terra Contego replies the attack by pointing his left arm at Alexander. His hand lights in green fire and finally he shoots it at Alexander. The man of the Iusta Vindicta shoots lightning, countering the incoming green blast and causing a small explosion in the middle of the room. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Suddenly a wave of small green fire blasts appear incoming from the smoke. Alexander opens his eyes widely as he sees the amount of blasts coming at him. He tries to evade them, but eventually three hit him, causing small explosions on impact. Not stopping for a second Alexander makes a wide 360 degree turn with his left arm extended. From his fingers and while turning he sends lightning at Alphonse. He takes evasive action and manages to get free from most of the impact, but yet he receives a small hit.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Alphonse,” says Guile, almost ready to enter the fray. “Come, I can take you two at the same time,” says Alexander while breathing heavily and sweating. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Oh really,” says Guile with a smile, taking fighting stance. “You sure,” says Guile as suddenly all image of him vanishes. “Hey,” says Guile while behind Alexander. He quickly turns around and tries to slice his head off, but Guile kneels down and immediately after he evades the attack sends a uppercut directly to Alexander’s jaw, which makes clear impact sending the weakened GenoBIO backwards and almost knocked out. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Ultrasonic speed,” says Alexander as blood falls from his mouth. “No Guile, this is my battle,” says Alphonse. “This is our battle… because of them many have died, we need to stop them. Pride doesn’t matter here, forget one on one battle… we need to take them down as fast as we can,” says Guile, taking once again a fighting stance. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Alphonse closes his eyes and seems to go into a deep meditation for a second or two.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Then, while slowly opening his eyes he says: “ Let me fight him, if you see I am failing then enter the battle and kill him, but also kill me,”. Then confidently he walks forward to Alexander. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Alphonse…” whispers Guile. “A just fight… then so be it,” says Alexander as a smile once again draws in his face. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;He sheathes his sword and takes a bow. Alphonse follows the same procedure. Then both of them grab the hilt of their respective swords. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“You are the very first being on this cursed earth to be able to battle me evenly, for I am the strongest of the Iusta Vindicta and no one can match me… except my Lord and God,” says Alexander. “I&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;would say the same, because I never found anyone with a sword to battle me at this level, so I wanted to have this duel at any cost, to be able to fight someone with a sword and fight to death,” says Alphonse. “Then let us put an end to is, let the best man.. no, the best GenoBIO, win,” says Alexander with the smile of someone whose wish has been granted. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Both of them begin their respective assaults. Alphonse draws his sword and attacks from above. Alexander puts his right knee in the ground and puts his blade horizontally in front of him, blocking the attack. Then with a sudden boost of strength he pushes Alphonse back and finally with his head hits him in the chest. Alphonse resists the attack and raises his sword, grabbing the hilt with both hands. Finally he hits Alexander’s head with the back of the hilt, practically knocking him down. Blood begins to fall, flowing down his neck. Alexander falls to his knees and let’s go of his sword.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“So, I lost,” he says, lamenting his defeat.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Alphonse coughs and throws blood from his mouth. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;“But it was not in vain,” says Alexander seeing Alphonse also fall to his knees. “I pierced your liver… you will die a slow death,” says Alexander with a smile. “But I have finished my duty… to stop you and at least eliminate one of you,” says Alexander struggling to stand up, raising his sword over his head.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“But this will not be my death, Alphonse, this was just a defeat,” says Alexander, “you stood up, so you won,”.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Suddenly an alarm begins to buzz. Lightning begins to surround Alexander’s body. “No, you won’t!” yells Alphonse, letting go of his sword downwards, to give the final blow. But to his surprise Alexander stopped the attack with his left hand, even though it pierced right through it. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Blood flows down the massive injury as Alexander begins to laugh.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Suddenly a hissing is heard. “Gas…Boom you should notice your surroundings before entering a fight,,” says Alexander as he stands up, looking at Alphonse with a psychotic look.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“This is my maximum, my final power given to me as a GenoBIO, I am breaking my own limits… you might have defeated me in battle, but you will not get out of here alive!!” yells Alexander. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Alexander shoots lightning towards the floor, causing sparks. Suddenly that sparks lights the whole room in fire.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“OXYGEN!” yells Alphonse as a massive explosion takes place. The whole building trembles and is sensed far away.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“What the fuck!” yells Maxwell feeling the trembling. “What could cause that,” says Ulysses.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“An explosion,” thinks Dwayne as he runs forward. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Back in the laboratory everything was in flames. Alphonse yells in agony as his body burns. Meanwhile Alexander stands in the middle of the room laughing like a maniac as the fire surrounds and consumes him. “I WIN! I WIN!” he yells as the fire burns deeper and deeper.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Alphonse!” yells Guile as he gets inside the laboratory and grabs a burning Alphonse. He gives one final peek at Alexander as he burns, laughing like a maniac. Guile, using his supersonic speed, gets away from the hellish fire with Alphonse in hands. He runs through the burning corridor, towards the stairs. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Alexander laughs like a maniac, a laugh which echoes down the corridor. Guile takes a sharp turn and puts Alphonse in the floor, quickly throwing his own military jacket over him and turning the fire off an unconscious Alphonse. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;He takes the blonde’s man shirt and his pants as well, leaving him in underwear. He succeeded in turning off the fire around Alphonse, leaving only a few marks and scars. Meanwhile Alexander’s laughing slowly fades. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Alphonse!” yells Guile. Slowly, he opens his eyes. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“That bastard had set everything up before… he was letting oxygen escape for a long while now,” says Guile. “No… he actually did it when you hit him… if not it would have exploded when he sent electricity down the floor. Whatever the case is, he died,” says Alphonse. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“But, how did you escape alright?” asks Alphonse. “I had charged my energies for sometime now, so when I saw the explosion I quickly ran away as fast as I could, then after the explosion ceased I ran back in… sadly I couldn’t use this power to save Saya or Angel for I hadn’t prepared enough energy to do it and had wasted energy fighting the other GenoBIOs that appeared. It’s a technique that uses far too much energy… I need to ‘charge’ up before using it,” says Guile.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“At least he’s dead…” whispers Alphonse. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Meanwhile Dwayne runs forward and reads a sign: “Command Center 45 -&gt;”&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“There it is,” says Dwayne as he begins his transformation as Crnobog at a 25 percent state. His teeth and nails grows, his hair spikes and his clothing changes to the gothic one with a jacket. He extends his right arm at the door and blasts it away.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Welcome, Mr. Dwayne,” says Gregori, ejecting a disk from a drive and turning around facing Crnobog. “Stop,” says Crnobog standing right in the middle of the entrance. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35934131-2041780191672552773?l=omenofchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/2041780191672552773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35934131&amp;postID=2041780191672552773&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35934131/posts/default/2041780191672552773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35934131/posts/default/2041780191672552773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/2007/04/chapter-xliii-battle-of-swordsmen.html' title='Chapter XLIII: Battle of the Swordsmen'/><author><name>Relix</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35934131.post-216333552909313914</id><published>2007-04-20T09:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T20:42:16.912-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter XLII: The Professor vs. The General</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;Chapter XLII: The Professor vs. The General&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ulysses, Maxwell and Marcus run forward, heading towards a three-way intersection, connecting corridors A and B with corridor C. The three man team moves forward, rushing their way for an impending battle.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I detect movement,” says Marcus. Immediately the three men stop in their tracks and look forward towards the intersection itself. There, General Mack makes appearance, coming from corridor B (right one). He stands in the middle of the intersection with a defiant look in his face. He smiles and closes both fists.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Ulysses smiles, and for the first time ever, rushes towards Mack.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Professor!” yells Maxwell. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Professor Ulysses sends a punch straight to the General’s face. The latter throws a punch of his own, and both punches collide. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Impressive, you can hold my attack,” says Mack struggling to push back Ulysses with his punch. “Well, I made some mechanical modifications to my body some time ago… Hey! I am a genius,” he replies smiling. “This time, we can have… how should I call it… an intellectual battle with fists,” says Mack with a smile. “Fine,” replies Ulysses as he jumps and impressively sends a kick to Mack’s way. The General quickly takes notice and retreats back, his back at the wall. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ulysses smiles and throws a very thin thread with a needle at the end towards Mack.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The General quickly avoids the needle. “That needle has poison in its tip!” says Mack as he then counter attacks with bare fists thrown at the Professor. The man struggles to avoid the punches. Mack grins and with his knee hits Ulysses’s stomach. “You might have enhanced your fists, but your body will still be as slow as ever,” says Mack, backing away from Ulysses after giving him that powerful blow. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A bit of blood comes falling down from Ulysses face, who doesn’t seem any desperate. “Hey old man, you need help!” says Maxwell charging at Mack. Brother Marcus meanwhile draws a massive rifle from his back. He immediately opens fire on Mack, who runs towards corridor A, avoiding the incoming storm of bullets. He takes cover behind the fall, but suddenly his neck is being held by something. Whatever it was, it was putting more pressure on the neck every second.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“It’s going to break my neck!” thinks Mack, as he sends a knee-hit to his front. Impressively it did hit something. Then after the impact Maxwell appears in front of Mack. “Oh yeah, you can turn invisible,” says Mack with a smile as he delivers a powerful blow to Maxwell’s face, sending the poor man crashing to the northern wall. Mack quickly draws a gun from his jacket and aims at Maxwell, but then Ulysses appears and grabs the gun, unloading it of its cartridge at the same time. With his left hand he grabs Mack’s right arm (the one he was using to aim) and with strength throws him towards the same northern wall. His body crashes in it and he falls to the ground kneeling. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“It’s over Mack,” says Ulysses, ready to grab Mack’s neck. Suddenly the old General grabs his hand and stares at him.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Like hell Ill lose to you!” yells Mack as he pushes forward and grabs Ulysses’s other hand. Both begin to struggle in the middle of the corridor, while Marcus reloads his rifle.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I am a man thirsty for power, a man who gave up his own body to gain what no one else had achieved: ultimate power! I won’t lose to an old fart like you!!” yells Mack desperate as he pushes Ulysses to the wall. “The greatest of men’s weakness: Greed! That will be your finale, General,” struggles Ulysses. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I sacrificed all that I had to my body could be modified to gain the greatest physical power… and you, the first GenoBIO ever created, won’t hold me back!” yells Mack quickly pushing Ulysses into the wall. The General hits Ulysses in the guts with a mighty punch. Then he continues his assault as he gives a one-two combination to Ulysses, who begins to bleed. He then proceeds to grab Ulysses’s neck and push him even more towards the wall, slowly raising his body. Ulyssess feet were no longer in the tiled floor, instead they were over two feet in the air.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“The first GenoBIO… that’s a title I sure don’t like,” says Ulysses, struggling. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Then from the corner appears Brother Marcus who immediately opens fire on Mack. The General quickly lets go of Ulysses and draws a gun from his jacket. He jumps over the incoming bullets and opens fire on Marcus. The bullets quickly pierce over his thick armor, penetrating and piercing his body. The big man backs away as he receives the impact. Mack Mach, with no bullets in his gun, decides to do a full frontal attack. With one mighty blow he sends the big guy straight to the floor. Finally, with his body in the ground, Mack punches right through his chest armor, breaking it in pieces and hitting the heart with a mighty blow that makes the tiles below Marcus shatter. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ulysses, finally on feet, stares at Mack, who seems to be enjoying his advantage over the opponents. Maxwell was still recovering from the impact he received.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“My physical strength is too much, huh… Professor Ulysses?” laughs Mack. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Just one punch, and you are all down,” he says with a smile. &lt;i style=""&gt;“I need to outsmart him,”&lt;/i&gt; thinks Ulysses. The Professor smiles and runs away from Mack. “Scared huh? Haha!” he laughs, running behind Ulysses.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Both run through the corridor, with Ulysses always in the lead. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I went through the biggest hardships as man of forty years to this project called the GenoBIO! I submitted my body and soul to them… and they turned me into their second creation! I was the second GenoBIO after you, and we were created of existing bodies and better yet, we both managed to keep our memories as normal humans! You who started the BIO Project with Dr. Hyde! You are the fault and destruction of humanity! Tell me, have you told your precious teammates that you were one of the engineers of the project?” yells Mack while running behind Ulysses.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“You fear that they will turn their backs to you if you tell them the truth, huh?” asks Mack. Ulysses makes a quick turn to the right, and Mack follows him. On the wall there’s a sign that reads “Power Room”. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“That’s why I will do anything possible to stop that from happening. I aided in our creation, and I will aid in the salvation of humanity and us,” says Ulysses, heading towards a closed door in front of him. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;With a kick he opens the unsecured door, entering a room with many interrupters and cables. When he reaches the dead end of the room, he quickly turns around. Mack quickly throws a mighty punch at him. With courage the Professor receives the impact in both arms. He had put his arms in a cross position. The man yells in pain quickly after he receives the impact. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I will fix all my mistakes… and I will redeem for what I have done. I will pay for dealing with God’s creatures!” says Ulysses as both of his arms fall numb to the sides. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I am very interested to see what you will do in your dire situation, Professor Ulysses,” says Mack with an evil grin all over his face. “Sadly, I don’t think you will get to see much of it,” replies Ulysses with a grin of his own. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Defiant, even on the verge of death,” says Mack. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Aw, shut up,” says Ulysses, suddenly extending his right arm, like aiming at Mack, but a few degrees off aim. “You could have made a good chess partner,” says Ulysses with a far more serious look in his face. He then proceeds to pull back his right arm. Immediately some cables attached to a wall are detached. Sparks fall from them as they move towards Ulysses at an amazing speed.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Mack stays put, but with a surprised look in his face, “Threads!” was all he could say at the end. The incoming electricity cable hits him in the back, immediately giving him a mighty shock. General Mack twists in pain and yells in agony as sparks come flying down. Slowly his body begins to burn and finally he falls to the ground dead, just after the breaker shut off the electricity. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;“There goes another one of us… but with twisted ideals,” says Ulysses, walking outside the room with both numb arms. He quickly rushes to Maxwell and Marcus, where he begins to take care of them. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Far away, Dwayne keeps running forward, rushing towards the Command Center. He runs nonstop, trying to find the room. Not far away from him a stealthy Lucian follows, with an also stealthy Alexandra checks his every movement.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Down a few levels, Alphonse and Guile face off with Alexander. The black-haired man finally stands up, with his pure white sword by his side. Alphonse, with style, draws his katana from his back and takes a fighting stance. Guile closes his fists and takes a fighting position.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“2 vs. 1… the odds are good,” says Alexander with a smile as he stands in front of the duo, with no seeming fear.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35934131-216333552909313914?l=omenofchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/216333552909313914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35934131&amp;postID=216333552909313914&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35934131/posts/default/216333552909313914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35934131/posts/default/216333552909313914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/2007/04/chapter-xlii-professor-vs-general.html' title='Chapter XLII: The Professor vs. The General'/><author><name>Relix</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35934131.post-7799260923784610883</id><published>2007-04-16T19:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T19:08:21.755-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter XLI: Building #345</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;Chapter XLI: Building #345&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The waters of the Atlantic Ocean are calm, with little to no breeze. There, on a small island right in the middle of the Atlantic lies a mythical place referred to as Building #345. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Suddenly over the calm seas a massive airship appears. The exterior is blue-ish with gold lines surrounding it. It consists of four different quadrants, separated buildings from each other, one on the top right and top left, the other two quadrants are in the bottom left and bottom right. They are tied in the middle by what seems to be another smaller spherical building, the command center of the Methuselah, the most powerful airship in the whole world. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It returns from invisibility mode and appears right there close to the mythical building 345. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A hatch in the bottom left quadrant opens and standing in the middle of that small hangar were all of the Terra Contego.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Brother Marcus will go with you,” says Sylvia as she introduces a bald white man and with totally white eyes, wearing a modern-looking metallic armor. “He can prove useful in battle,” says Sylvia. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Very good,” says Professor Ulysses.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Meanwhile Dwayne and Alexandra kept arguing because she wanted to go down there, and Dwayne didn’t want her to. “Oh come on!” says Alexandra, “No! No way!” replies Dwayne. “YES, I AM GOING!” yells Alexandra. ‘Against a woman you will lose, that’s for sure,” says Maxwell with a smile. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;“It’s too dangerous Alexa,” says Dwayne. “I don’t care, I want to feel useful in some way… I’ll be with you,” says Alexandra. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Dwayne, reluctantly, nods. “I won’t get in the way, I promise,” says Alexandra with a smile.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Get ready, because we are going down. You will jump from here all the way down. Get ready,” says Sylvia.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Dwayne grabs Alexandra and says “You can’t jump that high” with a cocky smile. “NOW!” yells Sylvia.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The seven people jump from the Methuselah all the way down to the terrain. They land without any problems. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I am detecting life force readings inside,” says Brother Marcus. “Miss Sylvia didn’t want to say what was inside here… so we must go and find out,” says Maxwell.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Move!” says Ulysses, running in front of the team, like any good leader. “Behind ya buddy!” says Maxwell, “Yes, sir!” says Guile. “Yes,” says Alphonse.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And so everyone comes running into the building. On the inside the passage is divided in three ways. One left door, another central one, and the right one. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I’ll go to the right,” says Dwayne.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Maxwell and brother Marcus come with me to the left,” says Professor Ulysses. “Then that means Guile and me go straight into the center,” says Alphonse. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Move out then,” says Ulysses.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Come Alexa,” says Dwayne as he passes right through the door.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;From one seven man group, they are now divided to a 3-team group, each one going split ways. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The first thing Dwayne notices when he enters is that he’s inside a chamber of some sorts. Blue capsules lay by his side, each with different strange inscriptions. Everything is broken and destroyed, nothing works, and it seems like it had been a long time since the building was last used. Alexandra gets close to some old and dusty documents by her side in a desk. She lights on her flashlight and reads the very screwed document. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Top Secret Project, Project ZARIA,” she manages to read. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;“Zaria?” asks Dwayne while checking the broken capsules.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Bioengineering… wow this is hard to read. It’s saying something about a third pillar, but… the papers are too damaged to be able to read anything.” She says. “Let’s keep on going, this place gives me the creeps,” says Dwayne. “Yeah, it sure does,” replies Alexandra.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Both of them walk towards a stuck door. Dwayne uses some strength and pushes it back. Inside was a computer center, but none of the computers were working. It did seem like the building hadn’t been used for many years, and everything was dark since there was no light. Dwayne gets close to a computer and tries to power it up. Incredibly it does, but after it boots up it asks for a password.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Damn it,” says Dwayne.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Suddenly a feedback is heard, coming from some speakers. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“You know the password,” is heard from the speakers. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Dwayne?” asks Alexandra obviously scared. “So I know it,” says loudly Dwayne. “Input your codename,” says the voice.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Dwayne gets close to the dusty keyboard and types GM00666. Incredibly the system boots up. On the screen the words “ZARIA” appear, with links to different documents. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“See what they did with us,” &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“So this is where we were created?” asks Dwayne loudly. “Incorrect, this is the third fork of the BIO Project, the ZARIA. This is the third building where they created each of us,”&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“So, there’s another NanoBIO?” asks Dwayne. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;“Our sister…” &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“But I am not here for her, since she died a long time ago, even before we were completed. Partially, one of the reasons I came here was to look for her or information, but the database has been mostly deleted so this is useless. I just need a back up of some files, and the key to the Heracles,” &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Heracles?” asks Dwayne. “You will soon see it.” Was heard, then another feedback. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;“Look for me…. Level C, room 45… the main Computer Center, the true Command Center of this building,”&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Fine,” replies Dwayne as feedback is heard again. “I will go to that room, but I will ask you to stay here Alexandra,” says Dwayne. “But…” was all she could say. “I beg of you, if you are around when I battle my brother I will not be able to fight with all I have,” begs Dwayne. Alexandra takes a deep breath and nods. “Wait for me here,” he says as he sets off running away. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Good luck…”&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;On the left side Ulysses, Maxwell and Brother Marcus made their way through a big mess of dead and bloody soldiers. “We must hurry!” says Ulysses. “Project ZARIA” reads Maxwell on a sign in front of a door. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“ZARIA… what the hell could that be,” says Ulysses. “ZARIA, codenamed 00999 was a third NanoBIO created by the US Government, a woman. Reports say that it was unsuccessful and she died, being the only failure of the whole project. So this building was abandoned, but still protected to scare any intruders,” replies Brother Marcus. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“A third NanoBIO…” whispers Ulysses. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;On the center side Alphonse and Guile made their way through some narrow corridors. “It read Laboratory,” says Guile, reading a sign as they ran forward.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Laboratory,” says Alphonse as he speeds up even more. The corridor was lengthy but it eventually ends in an elevator.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“Come,” says Alphonse as he draws his katana and opens the doors by force. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Huh, I don’t think that would work in this situation,” says Guile. “Hmm, true, we need the stairs,” says Alphonse looking for any sign. “Come,” says Guile as he punches a door down. “Fine,” says Alphonse as he goes running along Guile all the way down a few levels. Eventually they reach the lower level. “Laboratory,” says Alphonse. “Go,” says Guile as both of them run forward towards another narrow corridor, but this time with a visible door at the end.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Meanwhile Alexandra was waiting in the Computer Center when all of a sudden the door explodes and flies away crashing in a wall. Coming from the door was none other than Lucian himself. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Princess, long time no see,” he smiles at her as he passes by walking forward. Alexandra stood there frozen.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Dumb big brother,” says Lucian as he walks. “A trap!” yells Alexandra. “And it took you guys some time to find that out,” says Lucian as he enters by another door. “An ambush, DWAYNE!” thinks Alexandra scared to death. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Meanwhile Alphonse and Guile reach the Laboratory door and open it by force. Inside was a room with a metal table in the middle and other equipment, but more surprising was Alexander sitting in a chair with his white sword out. “Hello,” says Alexander with a diabolical grin. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;“Shit!” says Guile.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;On the left side, the guys were up to a surprise as suddenly General Mack appears in front of them. Ulysses and the others stop in their tracks instantly as they are faced off with the mighty General Mack Mach. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Leave this to me!’ says Brother Marcus as he draws a very big rifle from his back. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Boom,” says Mack with a smile. “SHIT!” yells Maxwell as the ground trembles and breaks to pieces, sending the three men to an abyss down below. Professor Ulysses takes action and draws a cable from his jacket and throws it a nearby pole. “Hold on to me!” he yells as he throws the cable towards the pole. The two guys hang on to the Professor as he stops in his fall. “The cable won’t hold much,” says Maxwell.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“But I am a genius so I have an automatic clawshot ready to be deployed,” says the Professor with a cocky smile, hanging barely from a thread.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Struggling, he grabs the clawshot from his jacket and quickly fires it up. It attaches to the ceiling of a small air vent.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Hang on!” says Ulysses as the machine automatically starts rising them up. Suddenly the Professor’s jacket begins to break. Slowly each thread snaps.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I told you to buy a good jacket dammit! Not this cheap piece of shit!” yells Maxwell in distress and in quite a pathetical way as he sees the jacket slowly tearing up apart. He closes his eyes and begins to yell. Suddenly he hears a voice: “ We are already up dammit, let me go,”. He opens his eyes and looks at the Professor’s face. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“The life force readings of the upper level have begun to move,” says brother Marcus. “Then… we need to intercept him in a corridor. We need to stop him,” says Ulysses with a far more serious tone. “Then lets move out,” says Maxwell, recovering from that pathetical moment. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Not too far away, Alexandra takes action and quietly follows Lucian movements as he follows Dwayne trails. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;A three-way deadlock is taking place…. Is the final battle near?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35934131-7799260923784610883?l=omenofchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/7799260923784610883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35934131&amp;postID=7799260923784610883&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35934131/posts/default/7799260923784610883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35934131/posts/default/7799260923784610883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/2007/04/chapter-xli-building-345.html' title='Chapter XLI: Building #345'/><author><name>Relix</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35934131.post-2449403060307846370</id><published>2007-04-13T19:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T19:03:30.467-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter XL: Next Target</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;Chapter XL: Next Target&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Where am I?” asks himself Dwayne as he finds himself in a purely white room. Then he notices Alexandra sleeping by his side, sitting in a chair.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“What happened…” he says, grabbing his forehead. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Images of him then began to appear in his mind, images of death and of him as Crnobog killing Shana and Adrian. Tears begin to flow from his eyes as he remembers what he had done to his friends and enemies.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“So I did kill them all…” he whispers with his eyes closed.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Alexandra moves a bit and slowly opens her eyes, staring at Dwayne with his eyes closed and grieving for what he had done earlier. “Dwayne…” she whispers. The young man opens his eyes and looks back at her. “What have I done Alexa? This power of mine is a curse… I killed those who aided me, and I showed no mercy to my enemies,”&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Alexandra stood quiet, watching and hearing what he had to say. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;“The last image I remember is of you screaming my name and telling me to stop, that’s the last visible image I have. So, you did see all that I did,” he says.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Yes but you couldn’t control yourself Dwayne, you lost control of your thoughts and body,” “No… I can control myself; I just gave in to the tempting power, that cursed power,”&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Don’t blame you,” she says, getting closer to him. “And who’s to blame for their deaths? Crnobog? Crnobog is me Alexa… I am Crnobog, a cursed experiment” he replies.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Yes but you had no idea what you could do, and in that moment you weren’t yourself,” as she uselessly tries to comfort him. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I killed them… but I swear to you that I shall never give in to that power again, I swear that I will never let you see me like that again Alexa, I swear to everyone I hold dear, that I won’t,” he tells her, sharply looking at her eyes. “See, that’s all you need to say,” she replies. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I will remember Shana and Angel forever in my mind…. Though I met them for a short time, I will remember them as long as I live,”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Good, at least you have won some spirit&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;back…. Now come with me, there are people waiting for you outside,”&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Oh … wait, where the hell am I?” he asks in a humorous fashion. “Umm… I think we are in a flying aircraft,” she replies in the same humorous and stupid manner.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“And, what the hell are we doing in a flying aircraft?” he asks again, totally lost. “That’s what they are going to explain you outside,”. “Ooooh, then I better get going,”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraph" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;-&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;- - - - - - &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Immediately outside Dwayne is greeted by Sylvia, who retells all she had told the other teammates. Upon hearing what she had to say, and after admitting Dwayne was subject to experimentation, he decides to help along the Terra Contego and the Silver Cross against&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;the Iusta Vindicta. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Then, we will meet in three hours to discuss our next actions,” says Sylvia. “Very good,” replies Dwayne as he extends his right hand at her. They salute each other and each go their own way.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;As Dwayne backtracks all he had walked he finds Alexandra sitting in a small chair close to a plastic palm standing in the middle of another monotonous white corridor. “Alexandra,” he says staring at her.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Don’t you get all depressive with me again or I’ll be sure to kick you in the balls,” she replies with a gentle smile, but letting a few giggles out as she spoke. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Dwayne walks towards her and sits by her side, then he turns his head and looks at her.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“What is it…” she whispers, a bit nervous. He smiles at her and then closes his eyes, taking a deep breath as he does. He opens them again and thrusts his head forward, kissing Alexandra in the mouth. She replies the kiss and both of them kiss for the second time ever. Finally he backs away a bit and nervously says “Sorry,”. She, with eyes closed, replies “It is more than fine,”. “I’ve wanted to do this for such a long time but I never could, and when I lost you again, because you are always getting captured like a damn cliché girl,&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I felt like I couldn’t delay this any longer. Alexandra, I-“ and he was just interrupted by Alexandra. “Don’t say that please, it’s a bit too corny, why don’t you try and say it in some other way?” she replies with a devilish smile. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“You know… the only way to say that is ‘I love you’,” smiling he replies. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;“Yeah, but you were gonna say it in such a cheesy way and I would have laughed at your face if you said that the way you were planning to,” she says. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Whatever… I love you dammit, and there’s no way in hell I am going to lose you again. I am sorry for all that you have seen and suffered because of me… but you were the first and only person that spoke to me in the University when I first appeared there, not muttering a single word. ‘Hey’… those words are saved in my mind, the way you spoke them,”&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Stop… you are going to make me cry damn it,” she replies with a tear almost dropping from her right eye. He moves his right hand and pushes the falling tear away from her eye. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Oh shit I never thought I would say this but… I.. I….” she says as tears start falling down. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“ I know what you are going to say… but I want to hear it with that unique voice you have…” he says. “Oh shit…”&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;“I love you”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“There, are you happy,” crying and smiling at the same time she replies. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;She then moves her right hand and grabs his right hand, and raises it a bit, holding it tightly.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“But promise, no… swear to me that you will never put my life in first place, risking the lives of others. Don’t risk others for my sake… I won’t allow it,” she says with strong determination.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;He opens his mouth a bit and looks at her sharp eyes, “Fine,” he replies, stuttering a bit. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Good,” she says. “So can I ask you when we will have sex?” he says with a cunning smile. “Keep waiting,” she replies with a smile of her own. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Just in that moment Alphonse appears, passing right through a door and staring at the two lovebirds. He smiles as he then continues his way. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;He enters the command room, a room with a large hologram in the middle and with many people reunited around &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;it, including all of the Terra Contego and Silver Cross. “Where are Dwayne and Alexandra?” asks Maxwell. “Playing the lovebirds.” He replies with a smile. “What, for real? I gotta see that!” he laughs. “Let them be,” says Ulysses with a smile. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“So, this is it,” says Lucian, looking from the window of a Widow Helicopter towards a small island in the middle of the sea with a big steel-like building in the center that almost covered all the island. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Yes my Lord,” replies Mack. “Then, let’s go…” says Lucian, standing up and opening the side door of the Helicopter. Lucian smiles and then throws himself from the helicopter all the way towards the building. Immediately automatic guns open fire on him. He smiles and waves his hand diagonally, causing a massive blast of air to fall upon the whole structure. It trembles and at the same time stops the incoming bullets, turning them back and falling over the building. Lucian confidently lands on the middle of the small front yard of the building, which leads to the entrance. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The gates open and over 20 soldiers come running from the inside at Lucian. He extends his right arm, aiming at them. From his fingers he shoots lighting which immediately make the soldiers collapse as they receive the straining amount of electricity. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Then by Lucian’s side appear Mack, Gregori and Alexander,&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;having jumped from the helicopter as well. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Let’s go…” says Lucian walking forward and entering the building. And so the confident Lord enters the secret building… seeking something that is inside. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;- - - - - - - -- -&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“EMERGENCY REPORT MISS SYLVIA!” yells one man in the Command Room from inside the Methuselah, the name of the aircraft they were riding. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Status,” she says.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“We are receiving a distress signal from building #345… in the middle of the Atlantic Ocean,” says the man.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sylvia opens her eyes widely, “It can’t be… how can he know…. PUT COURSE TO BUILDING 345”&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“What is going on?” asks Professor Ulysses. \&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Building #345…. Don’t worry Professor, I shall explain all later, but first we must arrive, assemble a fighting force Professor… we must stop them THERE, if we fail then the possibility of the Iusta Vindicta taking over the world is very&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;possible,” she nervously replies.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“What is there?” asks Ulysses. “Many things… get Crnobog… no, Dwayne, ready. This time we must set up for a hard battle,” says Sylvia. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35934131-2449403060307846370?l=omenofchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/2449403060307846370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35934131&amp;postID=2449403060307846370&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35934131/posts/default/2449403060307846370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35934131/posts/default/2449403060307846370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/2007/04/chapter-xl-next-target.html' title='Chapter XL: Next Target'/><author><name>Relix</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35934131.post-6890114254240239861</id><published>2007-04-09T19:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T19:24:23.938-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Delay... AGAIN</title><content type='html'>Ok, so I am sorry for the delay TODAY and last Friday. Unexpected thing have happened, such as me getting a new PC and getting drunk on Friday all the way to Saturday. Hey, I was on my Spring Break, hehe. Anyway, next chapter will be released on April 13th (Friday 13th! BWAHAHA). Sorry again, but hey, I was on a good streak for exactly a month =P. Anyway, bear with me and I hope you are enjoying OoC, now entering a small arc called "Reunion".... =).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35934131-6890114254240239861?l=omenofchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/6890114254240239861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35934131&amp;postID=6890114254240239861&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35934131/posts/default/6890114254240239861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35934131/posts/default/6890114254240239861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/2007/04/delay-again.html' title='Delay... AGAIN'/><author><name>Relix</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35934131.post-1387435870813165277</id><published>2007-04-02T11:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T11:34:31.330-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter XXXIX: Silver Cross</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;Chapter XXXIX: Silver Cross&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Where are we?”&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The whole place was dark, and Alexandra could not see anything inside that pitch black place. She was just lost, with no sense of direction. &lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Where am I?” she once again asks herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly many lights are lit. She was in a small room with a nice, cozy bed dressed in white. The room was small, but still felt comfortable. Everything was white, with gold streaks decorating the otherwise monotonous walls.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Then the doors opens, sliding to the right swiftly. A masked soldier, with a hose connected to his mask, aiming at the nose. The hose connected in a backpack.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Please, come with me,” the soldier says, in a robotic-like voice. “Sure,” she replies.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The soldier escorts her through a beautiful corridor with paintings in the ceiling, alluding to Christianity, like a crucified Jesus. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;“Here,” says the soldier, pointing at a huge door. Alexandra walks towards it and it opens automatically. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Inside the room was a gold round table, and a woman sat in the opposite side to Alexandra. Her long and curvy brown hair was very beautiful, glimmering with the soft light illuminating the room. She was young, maybe about 34 years old. Her skin was soft and very white. Sitting in the chairs around the table were Ulysses, Maxwell, Guile and Alphonse. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Welcome Alexandra Kingston,” says the woman dressed in a long and antiqued red dress with blue lines and gold terminations in the sleeves and neck. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“My name is Sylvia Remora, I am the leader of the Silver Cross organization, secretly funded by the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Vatican&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; and the seven super powers of the World… our objective is to protect Earth and avoid useless wars,” quickly informs Sylvia, the woman in the red dress.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Silver Cross…” responds a shocked Alexandra, just sitting in one of the chairs.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“We have been following every single movement your small organization has been making for the past few weeks, and at the same time we have been investigating any movement made by the Iusta Vindicta. The Great Seven Powers and us have acknowledged that the Iusta Vindicta poses a greater risk than anything before in the history of mankind, and such we must stop them. We don’t have enough manpower to successfully challenge the Iusta Vindicta, since their leader is the remnant of a long cancelled project… a NanoBIO, this I understand you know,” narrates Sylvia as he stares at every single person reunited in the room with her sharp blue eyes, “The BIO Project was started by the United States and funded by themselves in total secrecy from other nations, and the creation of the program was for a simple reason: To create a war machine, a warlord greater than anything ever seen by mankind. The &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;US&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; was expelled out of the Silver Cross after this was known, but they didn’t cooperate. What we do know is that they created one initial NanoBIO…codenamed Crnobog, with tag number 00666, denoting ultimate imperfection. Then, from the failures they learned creating Crnobog they set off to create a perfect version… codenamed Belobog, tag number 00777 denoting maximum perfection,” kept explaining Sylvia.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Everyone was attending her with great interest. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“We do not know the specifics of the BIO Project, there are many things unclear and the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;United   States&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; hasn’t explained anything, that’s the reason they were expelled from Silver Cross. Still, with secret sanctions, they haven’t even responded to any of our queries,” says Sylvia, while standing from her chair, “I will not go into further details about this problem, but I think you know where I am going. Since we don’t have any information on the NanoBIOs, we need to gain it. Sometime ago, one of our doctors, Dr. Richard’s from St. Helena’s hospital unsuspectingly took blood samples from Dwayne Erickson, by then unknown to be a NanoBIO. This information reached us through him, and was further confirmed when Arthur Longheart, known in the media was ‘Mordred’, revealed Dwayne’s identity to thousands. Of course, not everyone knows this and the government took measures so the information of Dwayne’s identity won’t be revealed to anyone,” says Sylvia.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“But!”, says Alexandra, “the US Army sent aircraft to kill him,” she finishes.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“We know… this must all be the work of the current President of the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;United States&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;,&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Adam F. Goodwill… once a scientist in the NanoBIO project, or maybe even the Lead Scientist, but we are short in information. We just know that the &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;US&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; wants to finish Dwayne Erickson at any cost, so it would seem obvious for them to activate Lucian to kill his own brother. At this point we don’t know if this theory holds true or if it is true Lucian acted on his own and decided to destroy humanity. We are short on information… but we need to take tests of Dwayne Erickson so we can see how NanoBIOs were created, and in fact we are already taking them since he’s been unconscious for a few hours now,” says Sylvia.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“So Dwayne is fine… “ whispers Alexandra.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“But why not contact us earlier?” asks Professor Ulysses.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“We had to make sure you were of trust. Of course, seeing the recent actions and the fact that you risked your own lives to combat the Iusta Vindicta proved this to us. We avoided contact though, when Dwayne lost control of his powers as a NanoBIO. When he reverted back to normal we took action, though now they know there is someone else against them,” replies Sylvia.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“So, do you know any of the current plans of the Iusta Vindicta?” asks Alphoonse.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sylvia sighs and then replies, “No… we don’t. We have absolutely no clue on what they are planning to do…”&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“So, you need us to battle the Iusta Vindicta?” asks Alphonse.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Yes, we don’t have any special people in here. We cannot battle them evenly… plus the fact that Lucian alone could destroy our whole small fleet and force. We need Dwayne to battle Lucian… and even then it would be an uneven battle, as Lucian is superior to Dwayne in every sense,” says Sylvia with a saddened look. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“What? Dwayne can’t beat his own brother?” reacts Alexandra.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“…. I don’t think so, but trying wouldn’t hurt,” replies Sylvia. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;With a sad and broken voice, Maxwell speaks: “We have lost comrades… but we have nothing to lose by joining forces,”&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I agree…” says Guile, sad as well.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I have no objections with helping protect the world… as long as we aren’t used as mere trash,” says Ulysses.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Very well,” replies Sylvia with a relieved look on her face.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“We will battle the Iusta Vindicta and uncover this complex plot,” she continues. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“But, where is Dwayne?” worriedly asks Alexandra. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“We are taking blood tests and taking some of the muscle threads. He can of course reconstruct them… but we have found out that truly his blood is swarming with millions of nanomachines controlled by a central computer just below his human brain. Also, the DNA has been altered, it is very similar to a normal human DNA, normally one would have 46 chromosomes, but his DNA has over 78, the order of the proteins have been exchanged and some of the organs work way differently. His human brain also has greater power than any human would even remotely have… while one uses 20% of his overall brain, his changes from 20% to over 80% of the total brain power,” says Sylvia amazed. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Even more incredible is that he possesses special glandules in the esophagus that can create fire, and other smaller organs in his hands which can create electricity by burning huge amounts of sugar and sodium,” she keeps speaking.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Wow, how much have you investigated on him with the little time you’ve had?” asks Ulysses surprised by their speed.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“We have the top technology in the whole world;” replies Sylvia with a smile.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“When will I be able to see him?” asks Alexandra.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“They are almost done with him, maybe in the next hour or two,” says Sylvia. “Fine,” answers Alexandra.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;- - - - &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“We lost &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Adrian&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; sir,” says Alexander to Lucian, who was sitting by the window of a building, inside a luxury suite in a hotel.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“The weak ones must go out first if we want to create a perfect race,” replies Lucian with a cold blooded smile.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“So, will we still proceed with the plan?” asks General Mack.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Oh sure we will… it is time to steal the Heracles, but first of all we must steal the rocket…. Is all what I asked up there?” mysteriously says Lucian.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Yes, everything is there,” replies Mack. “Good… then lets proceed with the plan, you know what to do,” speaks Lucian.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I am sorry for not killing your brother sir,” excuses himself Gregori. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“No… I actually thank you. The Princess was there, it would have been horrible to make her see her love die in front of her,” replies Lucian, “but next time… I can’t be so forgiving,”&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;“Next time, I will kill my brother,”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35934131-1387435870813165277?l=omenofchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/1387435870813165277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35934131&amp;postID=1387435870813165277&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35934131/posts/default/1387435870813165277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35934131/posts/default/1387435870813165277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/2007/04/chapter-xxxix-silver-cross.html' title='Chapter XXXIX: Silver Cross'/><author><name>Relix</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35934131.post-6915501023715435367</id><published>2007-03-30T12:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T12:09:09.242-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter XXXVIII: Twisted Lord</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;Chapter XXXVIII: Twisted Lord&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;“Death is just the beginning of a new life…”&lt;/b&gt; says Crnobog as he stands still, electricity surrounding him.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Professor…” says Maxwell to Ulysses. “He’s losing control of his body functions,” replies Ulysses.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“So, that’s the mythical Original Program…” says General Mack as he stares at the monster meters away from him. Meanwhile Shana and Guile ran away from the incoming vortex of fire. “I can’t anymore…” whispers Shana, watching her legs grow weaker every step she gives, “Don’t give up now,” yells Guile.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Heh…” says &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Adrian&lt;/st1:City&gt; as he passes by Maxwell’s side, “Let’s have some fun, shall we?” says a confident &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Adrian&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;, walking towards Crnobog. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Crnobog stares at him and immediately a evil grin draws in his face. &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Adrian&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; runs towards Crnobog as his body ignites in fire. Crnobog extends his right arm, aiming at him. Immediately from his&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;nails he shoots lightning. &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Adrian&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; swiftly avoids the incoming bolts. He slides in the muddy ground and makes a 360-degree turn and after that jumps. While mid-air he shoots fire blasts at Crnobog. The electric shield surrounding Crnobog stop the blasts their tracks. A raging &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Adrian&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; lands in the wet ground and with a smile stares at the Lord of Sorrow. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Crnobog opens his mouth widely and then shoots a massive fire blast from it. The blast heads towards Adrian who counters the incoming blast with a blast of his own. Both blasts collide with each other, causing an explosion of immense proportions. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Adrian&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; is fighting him....” says Alexander with a smile.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Crnobog’s scythe slowly transforms to a dark bladed sword with a black hilt and a spiked chain attached to it. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“That won’t scare me!” yells &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Adrian&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; as he charges at the demon monster. The electric shield dissipates and allows clear passage of &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Adrian&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; to Crnobog. The GenoBIO shoots a straight fire blast at Crnobog’s face, and it impacts. The monster’s body stands still as the smoke clears away revealing his bloody face. Slowly it begins to heal itself, closing every wound and the burnt skin.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Adrian&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; doesn’t stop in his attack and sends a punch right to Crnobog’s chest. The punch impacts, but it was like punching steel. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;“Mistake&lt;/b&gt;”&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The Demon Hero takes action and thrusts his sword towards &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Adrian&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;’s body. The human torch backs away avoiding the stab. Crnobog smiles and the sword disappears. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;“Fatal Mistake”&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Crnobog’s wings extend backwards and he charges at &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Adrian&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; with lighting-like speed. He stabs the nails of his right hand in &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Adrian&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;’s chest and stomach. &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Adrian&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; opens his mouth as blood falls from it. The fire surrounding him is shut off.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Adrian&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;!” yells Alexander. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Crnobog grins and lets out a small high pitched laugh as he twists his right hand into &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Adrian&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;’s body. The GenoBIO yells in pain as blood pours out of his body and unto the ground. Struggling, he backs away from Crnobog, watching as he nails went out of his body. Crnobog stood still staring at the weakened man. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Mo-ns…ter…” whispers &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Adrian&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; as he knees weaken and he’s about to fall. Yet his body stays floating in the air. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;“You aren’t going down yet,”&lt;/b&gt; smiles Crnobog.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Crnobog’s left hand suddenly grows pitch black. What seems to be a dark mist covers it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He raises his left hand, pitch black… like a never ending abyss surrounded by a dark fog. He puts it back and then smiles and says, &lt;b style=""&gt;“Say hello to the Devil for me,”&lt;/b&gt;. He lets go of his left hand and with power he hits &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Adrian&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;’s face. The monster wings extend and he charges towards a nearby wall while grabbing &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Adrian&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;’s face with his left hand. He flies towards the wall, leaving a trail of mud and smoke behind as he crushes &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Adrian&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;’s face and body into the concrete wall. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The wall shatters to pieces as it receives the impact. Then a crushing sound was heard amidst all the chaos and confusion. &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Adrian&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;’s body falls to the ground, headless. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Meanwhile Crnobog holds in his left hand the crushed head of &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Adrian&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;. He crushes it more, letting blood fall from it. He gets close to the blood in his hand, smiles, and then licks it. He gives it one final crush and blood and gore fall to the ground. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Not far away, Alexandra vomits. &lt;i style=""&gt;“Dwayne…” &lt;/i&gt;she thinks as a endless stream of tears come running down her chin. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“We must stop this!” yells the Professor. “But, how?” asks Alphonse, seeing his friend in that devilish state.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“The Original Program… what was originally written. A blood thirsty machine, ready to kill everything…. I thought that scientist had deleted the coding inside Crnobog’s head… but it looks like he didn’t truly delete it,” says General Mack.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“It is impossible to delete the Original Program… it is written and coded into all the nanomachines and the Main CPU itself…. What &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Dr. Hyde did was just writing over the Original Program… a new program… the Dwayne we have come to known….” Replies the Professor. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“But the real killing machine is the Original Program… and it seems to only activate in certain circumstances,” continues Mack. “We must try to revert back to the Idle Program!” yells the Professor. “No… I want to see what he’s capable of… because if he’s capable of that then imagine what the perfected version, Lucian, can do…” says Mack with a smile all over his face. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“DAMN HIM!” yells Shana as she still runs away from the vortex of fire, running in circles. Shana then charges towards Crnobog. “No! Shana stop!” yells Guile as he tries to grab her but fails.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“No!” she yells as tears come falling down her face. Crnobog calmly turns around and sees her running at him. Shana jumps and then comes falling down ready to kick Crnobog in the face.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Come back!” she yells.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Suddenly the Dark Blade with a spiked chain reforms in Crnobog’s right hand.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;“Failure,”&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;He raises the sword and stabs it right in Shana’s guts. She whimpers and blood comes falling down her mouth. She, still stabbed in the blade, struggles to get it off by grabbing the blade with her bare hands and pushing back. She cries and struggles, but she cannot move.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Crnobog moves the sword downwards, letting Shana touch the earth with her feet.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Crnobog smiles and then lets a massive amount of electricity flow from his body and through the blade. Shana yells in pain as he is electrocuted by the constant electricity. Her agony yells echo through the buildings. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“NO!” yells Guile as he stops in his tracks and fall to his knees. The Vortex of Fire was just a few meters away from him.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“He’s gonna kill us all!” yells Maxwell. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Shit… retreat Mack!” yells Alexander. “No…” whispers Mack, “I want to see him,”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Gregori was still laying in the ground, in a permanent nightmare caused by the Hellfire attack. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Then Crnobog lets go of Shana’s dead body. Her destroyed body falls to the wet earth. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;“You are next,” &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;says Crnobog staring at Alphonse. The Great Lord turns around and walks towards Alphonse.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Stop, Dwayne,” says Alphonse, slowly backing away. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Meanwhile, Guile tried to escape the incoming vortex, while tears clouded his view. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“STOOOOOP!!!!!” was suddenly heard.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Crnobog turns around, and when he looks at the person that was yelling, his face turns to a surprised one. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;There was Alexandra, in her knees, crying and yelling at him, “Stop…” she whispers.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;“Who do yo-“&lt;/b&gt; suddenly Crnobog stopped moving.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I beg of you, please stop… return to your normal self Dwayne, to the real and kind you,” she cries, “I don’t want to see more of this,” she says.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;“Alexandra…”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;“You, won’t…”&lt;/b&gt; angrily says Crnobog, as he seems to struggle to move his body. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;“Shut Off!”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Please Dwayne… stop…” cries Alexandra, staring at the monster walking towards her.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;“Alex&lt;/b&gt;and&lt;b style=""&gt;ra…” &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;says Crnobog, falling to his knees. Tears surprisingly appear in his eyes as he sees the young woman cry in front of him, begging him to stop. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Suddenly Crnobog’s wings disappear, breaking into pieces. His hair comes down, to their normal straight gray state. His red eyes disappear and his normal big black eyes appear. His skin turns from pale gray to its white skin. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I am sorry,” he says.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The Vortex of Fire disappears, and the Hellfire upon Gregori also stops. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Alexandra, I am sorry,” says Dwayne, walking towards her, “I didn’t want to… scare you,” he says, staring at her. She looks back at him with tearful eyes. Her breathing was fast and inconsistent. Tears then fall from Dwayne’s eyes, “I am sorry,” he says, looking at his surroundings. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I didn’t mean to do this,” cries Dwayne, looking at Shana’s dead body, “No…” he says as rain comes down again. It was a gentle rain, cleaning his body from blood. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Then his body collapses. He falls down to the earth unconscious. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Dwayne?” asks Alexandra, who tries to stand up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“This is our chance!” yells Mack, “Kill him Alexander!”.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“No you won’t!” says Alphonse, jumping right in front of Alexander. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Suddenly, a missile comes crashing down into the Iusta Vindicta’s Headquarters. The explosion blows out the 4 upper levels to pieces. The debris comes falling down, violently clashing into the ground. Up in the air was an airship, which was invisible to the naked eye.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“There’s an airship here!” yells Alexander.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The airship then shoots a purple laser towards the demolished building nearby the headquarters. It all breaks to pieces as the laser hits the target,&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Lasers?” says Professor Ulysses, running away from the debris.&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;“In the Holy Name of God, stop right there”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Retreat!” yells Mack. “Right,” says Alexander, then changing his sights to Alphonse, “We shall finish our duel later on,”&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The airship opens fire on the group below. Mack runs away as fast as he can. Alphonse avoids the incoming bullets, allowing Alexander to run towards a unconscious Gregori. He grabs the young man and also escapes.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The airship then turns on a blinding white light.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Let’s stay still,” says Professor Ulysses. Ropes come down from the invisible airship and from them come down masked soldiers. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And so, all of the remaining Terra Contego, including Alexandra and Dwayne, stand, waiting for the mysterious masked soldiers to come towards them.&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;“Sleep” says one of the soldiers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A yellow mist is then let free from the airship.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Damn!” says Maxwell. “Sleeping gas…” says Alphonse. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“God shall have mercy on thy!” says one of the soldiers. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35934131-6915501023715435367?l=omenofchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/6915501023715435367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35934131&amp;postID=6915501023715435367&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35934131/posts/default/6915501023715435367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35934131/posts/default/6915501023715435367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/2007/03/chapter-xxxviii-twisted-lord.html' title='Chapter XXXVIII: Twisted Lord'/><author><name>Relix</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35934131.post-4811636857105119558</id><published>2007-03-26T19:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T19:49:17.576-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter XXXVII: Lord of Sorrow</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;Chapter XXXVII: Lord of Sorrow&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“You are mine now!” yells Gregori, holding a weak Crnobog who falls to his knees quickly after that. “To think that you, the so called Grand Weapon can fall to his knees so easily! You are just all talk! You are nothing compared to Lord Lucian!” yells Gregori with a satisfying smile. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Down on the street, a bunch of cars appear. From them some people come out, all looking menacing.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“So, those are GenoBIOs of the Iusta Vindicta,” says Shana, looking at the big group. “Well, we just need to keep them away from the main fighting group,” says Angel. “That can’t be too hard,” continues Guile.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Alexandra meanwhile, was hiding behind a trash container, not losing a second of the fight. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Alphonse and Alexander run at each other with sudden speed. Both swords clash, breaking the wet ground beneath them. Alphonse quickly turns around and does a 360-grade turn, eventually reaching Alexander’s back. The sharp-eyed man quickly does a similar turn and blocks Alphonse’s attack. The blonde-haired man then jumps and from his left hand shoots a green fire blast. Alexander counters that with a lighting bolt headed straight at the fire blast, immediately creating an explosion mid-air. Alphonse lands again in the muddy ground as he doesn’t lose sight of Alexander. The fearless man of the Iusta Vindicta smiles and just in that second an explosion takes place behind him. Guile, Angel and Shana were already fighting against the GenoBIO thugs the Iusta Vindicta controlled.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Not far away from there another explosion took place as &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Adrian&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; and Maxwell continued their fight. Maxwell had managed to jump right before the fire blast hit the ground, landing right behind &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Adrian&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;. The man set ablaze by its own fire quickly turns around and throws a raging fist to Maxwell’s face. “Shit!” lets go Maxwell as he barely avoids the incoming punch, and even yet some of the fire burns a bit of his left cheek. The man of the Terra Contego quickly disappears. “Same trick won’t work!” yells &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Adrian&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; as he grabs both of his hands and lets go a massive hit that impacts the ground, immediately rising all the mud around him in a 360-grade radius of about 3 meters. Suddenly Maxwell reappears, having lost balance and about to fall to the still-breaking ground. Right then a ring of fire appears over Maxwell’s body. “You won’t dammit!” yells Maxwell as with his right feet he boosts himself from a piece of rock that had appeared when the ground began to break. Immediately he charges at &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Adrian&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;, saving himself from being held by the fire ring. He quickly counters with a lighting fast right punch that hits its target right in the center of the face, right there in the nose. &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Adrian&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; almost falls to the ground due to the impact but maintains his legs right in place. Maxwell continues his attack with a left hook that connects right on, sending &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Adrian&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; to the mud, his back hitting the mud and rocks. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Meanwhile, Ulysses put a black-leathered glove in his left hand. He smiles as he puts it on, and then with the left hand puts a similar glove in his right hand. “I say fighting is meaningless, but if that is what you wish,” says Ulysses. “Oooh…” smiles General Mack. The Professor moves his hand towards a pocket in his jacket. With style he draws out a very red rose. “You fight with roses, heh?” says Mack, mocking the Professor. “Fatal mistake if you underestimate me,” says Professor Ulysses. “If there is something that I have learnt through the times is that I should never underestimate an opponent,” says the General, closing his right fist, ready to begin the fight. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The General charges at the Professor, who just smiles. With his left hand he takes some petals out of the rose and throws them at the General’s face. Suddenly from the roses what seems to be red spikes appear. The General quickly stops in his path and jumps back, away from the Professor.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I may not have the most amazing physical ability, but I have an IQ so great your mind would shatter with just thinking the number. I am a genius… this rose is a genetically enhanced one, and it will crush you to dust… yet it is not my only weapon,” says Ulysses smiling, “Your greatest strength is strength itself, my greatest strength is mental prowess,” concludes Ulysses. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;On the ceiling of the building Gregori kept holding Crnobog, slowly tearing apart his jacket and skin as the threads grew deeper and deeper as he put more pressure on them.&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Come on! Why don’t you unleash the power you unleashed when you battled at the MET! Show me that power Crnobog!” yells Gregori as he moves his hands upwards, eventually raising Crnobog’s body with the threads. “You are weak!” yells Gregori as he jumps from where he is standing and pulls back the threads towards him, pulling the demon’s body. With a swift kick he hits Crnobog right in the chest. He continues the attack by kicking his face and punching him a few more times in the gut, yet Crnobog didn’t reply the attack… the hero just stood there, receiving hits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;”Why won’t you… FIGHT!” yells Gregori, finally losing control and giving him a kick so strong that it sends the demon away from the edge of the roof and falls crashing down to the ground. Gregori, of course, let go of the threads before he could be pulled entirely. The body of the Demon Hero comes crashing down, shattering the ground to pieces.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“DWAYNE!” yells Alexandra, getting out of safe cover, and running toward the hero’s body. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Yet… Crnobog stood up, valiantly and with strength, but with a serious look in his face. Alexandra stops right on her tracks, before getting any closer to him. &lt;b style=""&gt;“I broke my left shoulder…”&lt;/b&gt; he finally speaks. Immediately the shoulder is fixed by his nanomachines. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“CRNOBOG!!” yells Gregori who had jumped from the roof and onto Crnobog. The demon, finally free of the threads, sways his scythe horizontally, a very wide turn. He shoots lightning from it which Gregori easily evades. Before he could crash on the ground he uses threads to hold into a nearby ledge and stop his fall slightly. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Dwayne, stop!” yells Alexandra from away. Gregori cunningly looks at the young woman and smiles. “She’s your lover, isn’t she?” asks Gregori with a very ‘madman’ like grin. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;“No!”&lt;/b&gt; lets go Crnobog. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Humans can easily die,” he says with a smile and staring at her, “See, even you have a weakness,” he continues. &lt;b style=""&gt;“If you touch her…”&lt;/b&gt; warns Crnobog. “That’s what I want…” says a smiling Gregori. He swiftly aims his right arm at her and shoots his vicious threads. They quickly surround her weak body and grow tighter.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Those are a different kind… they will keep pushing in until I say stop… of course they don’t have as much pressure as the ones I can manually use, but they are sufficient for a sole woman,” says Gregori. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Suddenly the ground shakes violently. Thunders come falling down the skies and around Crnobog. His wings extend back, and as they do he also extends his arms to each side. The scythe disappears, leaving no trace.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;“With me, you’ll win and save her…”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;His eyes get even redder and he licks his lips with his snake-like tongue. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;“You shouldn’t have provoked me,” &lt;/b&gt;says Crnobog with a sadistic smile. He raises his arms to the skies, looking at the darkened clouds. Suddenly they begin to glow red, like if fire was inside them. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;“Finger of God,”&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;From the skies fall down a massive column of fire, swirling like a vortex. It comes crashing down like a thunder, and eventually it falls over the GenoBIOs that had appeared from the Iusta Vindicta, who were fighting with Angel, Guile and Shana. The fire column creates a loud explosion as it crashes over the cars and the ground. The ground shakes just like an earthquake. Meanwhile Crnobog stares at an amused Gregori.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;“Hellfire”&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The man of the Iusta Vindicta begins to have an even worst nightmare as he feels his body being burnt by fire and bats getting into his mouth. Blood begins to fall like tears from his eyes. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Meanwhile, outside his dream world, the column of fire quickly attacks the Iusta Vindicta’s henchmen, burning them instantly. Loud and agonizing yells are heard as their bodies burn into ashes. Some try to escape but from within the vortex even smaller fire blasts are shot.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“What the hell…” says Maxwell, halting his fight. “Oh no,” replies Alphonse as he and Alexander stop their duel. “This is bad!” yells Ulysses. “Is that the Original Program?” asks Mack with a smile, like someone happy to see something, “Impressive,”. “He’s killing our men!” yells &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Adrian&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;. “This is bad,” thinks Alexander.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Meanwhile Alexandra was shocked just seeing Dwayne’s true powers. The threads surrounding her body quickly begin to lose pressure and fall down as Gregori is sent to some sort of trance. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“He’s gonna kill us too!” yells Guile as he avoids the incoming vortex of fire. Shana and Guile were running at the same pace, but the fatty Angel was left behind. “I can’t… keep… up…” he says as he tries to breath as much as he can. But then the vortex of fire pursues him,”NO!”.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“He’s our teammate!” yells a desperate Shana from away.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;“Oh really..”&lt;/b&gt; says Crnobog in a unusual high pitched tone of voice and smiling at the same time, &lt;b style=""&gt;“He still deserves to die,” &lt;/b&gt;he replies with an even more darkened tone of voice than ever before, and having a serious look in his face.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Shana!” yells Angel as he vortex of fire catches up with him. The swirling wind raises him from the ground, and eventually he’s sucked into the vortex of fire, instantly killing him.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“NO!” yells Shana as she sees her teammate burn right in front of her eyes. “This is madness!” yells Guile. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It was an impressive view, just like a tornado made of fire&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;“Dwayne…”&lt;/i&gt; says Alexandra, in shock watching Crnobog in that state. Gregori meanwhile was out of his mind, and his body had already collapsed to the ground. &lt;b style=""&gt;“You are next,”&lt;/b&gt; says Crnobog with a devilish smile, and confidently walking towards Gregori. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;“I hope that Hellfire was more of your liking,” &lt;/b&gt;says the devil as he raises his hand. Gregori’s unconscious body levitates right there, without even Crnobog touching him. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“This is bad!” yells Alexander, passing by a shocked Alphonse and heading towards Crnobog. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“We need to stop him!” yells Shana as she is still pursued by the vortex of fire.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“STOP HIM! NOW!” yells Ulysses. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Alexander comes charging at him from the back, but suddenly lighting begins to surround Crnobog. Alexander still keeps going on but before he could do anything he was shocked by the electricity coming out of Crnobog’s body.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;“What do they call my brother Belobog? The Lord of the Abyss? Then call me, Crnobog… The Lord of Sorrow”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35934131-4811636857105119558?l=omenofchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/4811636857105119558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35934131&amp;postID=4811636857105119558&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35934131/posts/default/4811636857105119558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35934131/posts/default/4811636857105119558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/2007/03/chapter-xxxvii-lord-of-sorrow.html' title='Chapter XXXVII: Lord of Sorrow'/><author><name>Relix</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35934131.post-2236252007602900035</id><published>2007-03-23T13:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T13:17:20.717-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter XXXVI: Face-Off</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;Chapter XXXVI: Face-Off&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The wet ground shatters as it receives the impact of two lightning bolts crashing with each other. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Lord…” whispers Gregori to Lucian. “Fine,” replies the leader of the Iusta Vindicta.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I will stop them on their tracks…” says Mack as he puts a black leathered glove on his right hand and quickly closes his fist. The mature man walks forward, around 20 meters way from Lucian. He smiles and raises his right arm upwards. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Boom,” he says as he punches the ground in front of him. The earth rises violently, creating a shockwave that is sent towards the Terra Contego. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Scatter,” says Crnobog as he evades the incoming shockwave. Alphonse, Maxwell, Ulysses, Guile, Shana and Angel repeat his action and evade the blast. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Come,” says Gregori to Lucian as the later jumps upwards towards the ceiling of the demolished building. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“They are escaping,” says Angel. “They won’t go too far!” says Alphonse as his right hand begins to shine green and a fire of the same color surround it. “Take this!”. From his hand he shoots a very wide fire blast towards Gregori and Lucian. The blast heads towards the duo.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“That won’t go far!” yells Alexander who jumps from the ground and positions himself in front of the incoming blast. In front of him a white-bladed sword with a hilt as white as snow appears. He grabs the sword that appears in front of him and waves it horizontally, crashing with the green blast, stopping it in its tracks. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Gregori and Lucian make their way to the top of the demolished building. “Go, Lord,” says Gregori. Lucian turns around and looks at the brown-haired man. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;“Don’t fail me,” he whispers. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“They won’t do that!” yells Crnobog as his wings extend upwards and then come crashing downwards. His body raises and he flies towards the top of the building. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“No you won’t!” says Mack, but suddenly Ulysses appears in front of him. The General quickly reacts and jumps away from the Professor. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Here we go again!” says Maxwell to &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Adrian&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; who was looking at everything from away. He walks towards Ruphir’s dead body and pulls the sword out from her impaled head. “Yes, here we go,” says the man in the white tuxedo with a smile. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I’ll take the black haired one,” says Alphonse as he draws his katana from his back (inside a hidden sheath). &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“You won’t &lt;b style=""&gt;get away!”&lt;/b&gt; yells Crnobog. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“He’s raising his power,” says Lucian with a smile staring at his transformed brother. “Leader!” yells Gregori. “Fine…” says Lucian, giving his back to both Gregori and the incoming Crnobog. From his back two white wings sprout and he sets off flying away towards the full moon, the only light that could pass through the cloudy night. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;“No you won’t!”&lt;/b&gt; yells again Crnobog as he waves his scythe horizontally shooting a potent lighting bolt at his brother.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Gregori jumps in front of the bolt and moves his arms like a snake (up and down). The lighting bolt suddenly stops and disperses in a bunch of sparks. &lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Your opponent is me!” says Gregori as he aims his arms at Crnobog, who was already preparing another blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;”&lt;b style=""&gt;I can’t move!” &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;thinks the beast hero. His numb body comes crashing down, eventually hitting the upper roof of the building. Part of the concrete breaks and Crnobog comes falling down, eventually hitting a floor with broken tiles below the ceiling. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Heh, so much for a NanoBIO…” says Gregori with a smile. Crnobog slowly stands up and turns his sights to Gregori. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Below, Alexandra was watching everything from away, and around the building the Terra Contego began their face off against the Iusta Vindicta. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“We will serve as back up,” says Guile. “Yes, do that… I am afraid they are going to increase their numbers,” says the Professor while not losing sight of General Mack in front of him. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Fine,” replies Guile.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Meanwhile, Alexander walks forward towards Alphonse. “A Japanese katana…” says the sharp eyed man. “And yours is… a weird type,” replies the blonde haired Alphonse. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“This? It’s just weapon generation, the same as your little friend Crnobog,” replies Alexander as he takes a fighting stance.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Alphonse puts his left feet in front of him and backs the right feet. He sheathes his sword again and puts his left hand in front of him while the right hand grabs the hilt of the sheathed sword in his back. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Alexander raises his sword vertically, with the blade facing him. He grabs it with both hands and closes his eyes. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Alphonse’s left hand begins to glow green. “Here I go!” shouts Alphonse as he charges at Alexander. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;From his left hand he shoots a green fire blast. Suddenly what seems to be lightning appears in front of Alexander, blocking the incoming blast and dispersing it… just leaving smoke. Alphonse keeps on his charge and unsheathes his sword with impressive lighting-like speed. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Alexander easily blocks the incoming attack with his sword and then proceeds to do an attack of his own as with his right elbow he hits Alphonse in the liver. The blonde man backs a few feet away and then attacks again. Alexander smiles as he sees the incoming Alphonse fall right in his trap. Suddenly Alphonse hits the ground with his left knee.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I can charge my attacks with electricity,” he says smiling as he looks at Alphonse falling to his knees a struggling to get back up. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Impressive,” says Alphonse with a weak voice. “Bye,” says Alexander. He raises his sword upwards and vertically, ready to give the final blow to Alphonse. Finally he unleashes the mighty attack. But…&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Alphonse raises his sword and puts it horizontally, grabbing the tip of the blade bare-handed with his left hand. He resists the attack as his knees crash into the muddy earth. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“What!” yells Alexander. “My turn,” says Alphonse with a smile as he quickly stands up and hits Alexander right in the chest with his left hand. Right on impact the hand causes an explosion which sends Alexander back away a few meters. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“My hands can explode on impact,” says Alphonse as he stares at his bloody left hand. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Not far away &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Adrian&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; was already facing off with Maxwell. &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Adrian&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; holds his sword while Maxwell takes a fighting stance, bare handed. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Let’s go, traitor,” says Maxwell. “Heh…” smiles &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Adrian&lt;/st1:City&gt; as he throws the sword away, “Fist to fist, power to power,” says &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Adrian&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;. “Fine,” replies Maxwell as he disappears into thin air… nowhere to be seen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“That won’t work,” says &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Adrian&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; as both of his hands light in pure red raging fire. Slowly the flames consume his whole body, creating a living and moving human torch. The falling rain just created mist which surrounded him. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“This isn’t your battlefield,” says &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Adrian&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; looking at the wet earth. “Your footsteps are easily marked here,” says &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Adrian&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; as he quickly throws a punch to his right. It hits… and quickly after that Maxwell’s body reappears. He falls to the mud.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“The ground betrays you,” says &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Adrian&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;. “Damn, no luck,” says Maxwell, standing up. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Now, what will you do?” asks &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Adrian&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; as he confidently walks towards Maxwell. “Just fight,” he replies, charging at &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Adrian&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;. He lets go a punch that passes through the raging fire over &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Adrian&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;’s body and hits him in the face. “Payback,” he says smiling. &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Adrian&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; replies by throwing a kick. Maxwell jumps away and disappears mid air. His footsteps are seen when he lands back. “There!” says &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Adrian&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; extending his left arm at the footsteps. Quickly he lets go a mighty and huge fire blast which comes raging into the footsteps and eventually exploding.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Inside the demolished building, Ulysses and Mack exchanged words.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“We could settle this with a good chess game,” says Ulysses. “Yes we could… but in chess there are no deaths,” replies Mack. “I consider this to be a nice chess game…” continues Ulysses.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Who’s our King?” asks Mack with a smile. “Your leader, Lucian,” answers Ulysses. “And yours?” asks the General. “The World,” replies the Professor.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Then… we are the pawns?” asks Mack. “Yup,” smiles Ulysses. “Giving you a checkmate will be easy… we just need to destroy your ‘Queen’… Crnobog,” continues the General as he walks around Ulysses. “Giving you will be easier… we just need to destroy the pawns and all other pieces,” replies the Professor. “But that will be a very difficult task,” answers back Mack. “But it can be done, can’t it?” continues Ulysses. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“We have a peculiar aspect… our King is both our King and Queen… and though that is not possible in a real chess game, in this game it is,” says Mack. “Then breaking your Queen will also cause your King to break? This is far too easy…” says Ulysses.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“But still… the bishops and peons need to destroy each other, right? So, we are like two peons facing each other, not attacking. But… let’s change the rules… and fight,” says Mack. “I am not eager to fight against anyone, but if the necessity pops up then I will…and right know I don’t see the necessity,” says Ulysses. “Oh?”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;In the roof, Crnobog and Gregori stare at each other. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;“Lucian is a coward,” &lt;/b&gt;says Crnobog.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“No, he’s just smart… besides… there’s no need for him to fight a monster that fears his own beast side,” smiles Gregori. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;“This power… it’s a curse. I still don’t know what I am capable of doing when the nanomachines take over me,” &lt;/b&gt;replies Crnobog.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Then, shall we find out?” asks Gregori with a smile as he extends his arms, aiming at Crnobog. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;“I can’t move!” &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;thinks Crnobog. “These are my threads… I am like a spider you see. With these fine and nearly invisible threads I can hold on to your body and stop you from moving,” replies Gregori. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“&lt;b style=""&gt;Why you…”&lt;/b&gt; says Crnobog trying to move.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Oh and did I say they are VERY strong?” says Gregori with a smile, “Let’s play now”. Gregori pulls his hands towards him, pulling Crnobog along them. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Boom,” says Gregori as he kicks Crnobog right in the chest. He passes his right hand over Crnobog, and then his neck gets tighter, stopping his breathing. “Choke now and unleash your power!” says Gregori. The Demon Hero was unable to move, struggling and at the same time choking. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;“DAMN YOU!!”&lt;/b&gt; yells Crnobog. Suddenly his body began to answer and slightly move.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“What!” says Gregori surprised. Crnobog’s wings begin to extend and their force was so great they broke the threads away. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Impossible!” yells Gregori as he backs away from the demon. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;“You are taking me too lightly,”&lt;/b&gt; says Crnobog.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Crnobog raises his right hand to the cloudy skies. His eyes begin to shine red and his body is quickly surrounded by a black mist. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Gregori backs away, scared to death. &lt;b style=""&gt;“Hellfire”&lt;/b&gt; shouts the Monster.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Behind Crnobog a cross appears, then it lights in fire consuming it all. The skies turn red and the ground begins to shake. Pillars of fire come crashing down from the heavens and into the hell that consumes the earth below. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Gregori shakes and falls to his knees. A snake surrounds Crnobog as he smiles with the most devilish smile in the world. His teeth are sharp like a vampire and the snake hisses at them. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“That won’t work,” says a shaking Gregori, breaking from his fear and slowly standing up. “Lord Lucian has already trained me for this,” he says, his legs shaking. He closes his eyes and looks away from Crnobog. When he opens them nothing was happening at all.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“That is Hellfire…” whispers Gregori, sweating. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;“So he has the same abilities as I do?”&lt;/b&gt; asks Crnobog. “Maybe…” replies Gregori as he jumps from where he is. He unleashes a massive amount of threads from his hands, effectively surrounding and grabbing Crnobog. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I am going to pull all the energy from you and kill you here and now,” he says. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;The battle has just begun… but who will win?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35934131-2236252007602900035?l=omenofchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/2236252007602900035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35934131&amp;postID=2236252007602900035&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35934131/posts/default/2236252007602900035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35934131/posts/default/2236252007602900035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/2007/03/chapter-xxxvi-face-off.html' title='Chapter XXXVI: Face-Off'/><author><name>Relix</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35934131.post-4085256422815612277</id><published>2007-03-19T18:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T19:02:09.794-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter XXXV: Fallen Rose</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;Chapter XXXV: Fallen Rose&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Wake up,” is heard.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The vision is completely blurred and nothing can be really distinguished.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Then all of a sudden… he wakes up.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Dwayne, are you back to your senses?” asks Maxwell. “Damn it…” was all Dwayne could say.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“You collapsed in that battle,” says Professor Ulysses. “ALEXA!” suddenly yells Dwayne. Rushing himself he stands up from the bed he was lying, but just the sole action of standing up weakened him and sent him straight to the floor. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“They took her away! I should’ve killed them all when I had the chance!” yells Dwayne as he closes his right fist to the point of bleeding.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Dwayne, hear me, what happened in the MET?” asks Ulysses as Angel, Guile, Shana, Maxwell, Uncle Martin, Alphonse and even Ruphir expected an answer.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Everything’s blurry after a certain point. I was ambushed… and I tried to protect her. Then all of a sudden I lost myself, deep inside my own mind and I just remember I killed many during that moment. Eventually I could wake up, but the body gave up on me and they took her away!” cries Dwayne as tears rush down his chin. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ruphir was watching from a distance.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;“What…”&lt;/i&gt; was all she could think. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I was too damned weak again… I can’t do anything!” cries again Dwayne, this time hitting the floor with his forehead, “I allowed them to take her!”&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Calm down Dwayne!” says Ulysses. “I can’t calm when the only being that truly accepted me in every sense is gone and I don’t know what is happening to her in this same moment!”&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“She… she truly loved me… and I never responded correctly to that love…” he finally cries, letting go all the tension he had in his body, and finally resting over the floor. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ruphir’s breathing was getting faster and faster, and she grew nervous every second she saw Dwayne crying on the floor.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;“What I have done…” &lt;/i&gt;she thinks. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;With haste she rushes towards Dwayne, eventually falling to her knees in front of him. She moves her head forward and whispers to his ears: “Sorry”.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Dwayne turns his head around and stares right at Ruphir’s eyes. “Don’t look at these eyes, I beg of you…” she replies. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“What are you saying?” asks Maxwell.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;South Queens&lt;/st1:place&gt;… there she is….” Says the beautiful woman. She stands up and looks at him. “I did this to you,” she continues. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“She’s from the Iusta Vindicta! Be careful!” says Maxwell taking a fighting stance.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“You could kill me now… right now I don’t care, for I have been through this as well… I know the pain he feels,” she says as a tear falls down her chin. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Rescue her…” says Ruphir as she turns around and heads towards the door.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Sorry again,” she finally says before leaving. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;“Let’s get that bitch!” says Maxwell.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Let her go Maxwell,” says Dwayne, still resting over the floor. “WHAT?!?” asks Maxwell surprised. “She’s not evil…” replies Dwayne, finally standing on his own, though struggling. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“She said &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;South Queens&lt;/st1:place&gt;,” says Alphonse. “Get ready, we are heading there… prepare for battle,” says Dwayne. “But you are…” whispers Ulysses. “I will be,” says Dwayne, turning his face and staring at the Professor. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I know the powers this body of mine has… I am slowly remembering them all, and Professor… let me remind you, I do have a very dark side,” says Dwayne as a psychotic smile draws in his face. “Dwayne!” yells Alphonse.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Suddenly Dwayne grabs his face with his right hand. Quickly he lets go of his own face and closes his fist. After that he quickly lets go a punch to his own face. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Something’s wrong with my mind… the nanomachines are taking over,” says Dwayne as blood falls from his nose. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“&lt;u&gt;The Original Program&lt;/u&gt;…” whispers Ulysses. “What?” questions Dwayne. “Don’t worry, its of no concern now, lets prepare for what is coming,” says Professor Ulysses. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;-&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;- - - - - - - &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Outside Ruphir was running through the streets of &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;New York&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:State&gt; as a nonstop rain fell over her. It was very stormy that night. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I got to get there fast!” she says to herself as she comes to a sudden stop and asks for a taxi, which promptly comes over.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“To &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;South Queens&lt;/st1:place&gt;,” she says to the driver. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;- - - - - -&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;In the Iusta Vindicta headquarters, an old building in deserted and ugly &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;South Queens&lt;/st1:place&gt;, a man was standing vigilant. It was General Mack Mach, watching the entrance to the building. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“It’s raining too much princess,” says Lucian to Alexandra as they both stare to the outside through different windows. “I’ll get Mack to take you,” says Lucian. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Suddenly from within the rain a figure appears, it’s just a silhouette but it moves forward towards the building.&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Get the fuck off here you bum!” yells Mack from afar. “It’s me… Ruphir,” says the young woman as the cold rain ‘scolded’ her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;”Ruphir!” says Mack surprised. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Isn’t that…” says Alexandra surprised. Quickly the she heads towards the entrance and looks at Ruphir coming from within the rain towards the building. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I need to talk with that girl,” she says in a very depressed mood. She walks towards Alexandra, who was looking at her with angst, and grabs her by the hand. “Let go!” says Alexandra. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I need to talk to you in private…” says Ruphir. “Has something happened, Ruphir?” asks Mack. “No, nothing,” she replies.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Lucian smiles and scratches his chin. “Who did you tell?” asks the Lord. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Immediately Ruphir falls to her knees, crying. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Hear me well girl, don’t you let go that man….&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There are not many like him,” cries Ruphir.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Ruphir…” whispers Mack surprised by her actions. Alexandra stands in shock in front of her. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I’ve betrayed the group I swore to fight with… because I have once again gained trust in what I long considered lost: Love. These eyes of mine, they are my power as a GenoBIO, and their sole purpose is to make men fall in love with me, they are seeds of seduction… and for long I used them to gain money and power. I seduced powerful men and made them do my bidding.” Cries Ruphir.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Not long ago, I fell down in the middle of a street, and then this one man came and helped me get up. For the first time in my sorry life I felt the feeling humans call love, and he also fell in true love with me, I didn’t even have to use these cursed eyes of mine. I… I was happy for the first time in my life. But humans are selfish, and one night we were assaulted by some people… he was killed in front of me. His blood fell over my face and body. Then, for the first time I felt hate and sorrow… and I killed them all with my own hands… standing in the middle of an alley as rain fell over my bloody face. I lost faith in humanity… and decided they were not worth a shit. I swore allegiance to the Iusta Vindicta… I swore to eradicate all humans. But… then I met him… I met Dwayne. He’s not human I know, but you are. I thought you were immature, just another young girl in love, and that for him it was just a temporary thing. Even though I seduced him, he never felt to my knees as I wanted him… he stood strong against me, which showed me that he was really in love with you. And this night I saw him crying in the floor, crying for you… and I… I felt that… love can still exist, even if he’s different than you. I felt that there are still humans out there that are worth something, because of you! I regained my faith in love. So, I ask of you… don’t you let go of him, hold on to him at all cost,”. All that Ruphir told, while crying and kneeling over the ground, but always looking straight at Alexandra. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“You…” whispers Alexandra as tears fall down her chin. Immediately she embraces the red-dressed woman, the symbol of seduction. “Thank you…” shouts Alexandra to Ruphir’s ears. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I have now freed my soul…” says Ruphir.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Oh dear…” says Lucian, “What have I said about traitors, huh Ruphir?”.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“No!” yells Alexandra. “Mack… escort our princess out…” says Lucian. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;“What will you do her!?” asks Alexandra worried.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“The price to pay for treason inside the Iusta Vindicta… is life,” says Lucian as he walks towards Ruphir, who is still kneeling over the floor, “but I don’t want to soak with blood this building, so her life will end outside, in the mud… with the rain, a depressing setting for a depressing being,”.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Remember… I am a GenoBIO… but I am a woman first of all, and I have the feelings of a woman!” yells Ruphir at Lucian.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Those feelings are created by yourself, you aren’t a woman… you are just a created machine, created with living cells and human organs, but you are still a machine! You have no soul, nor can you love either,” says Lucian, raising his tone of voice with every word he shouts. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The NanoBIO walks towards her, and grabs her long black hair. “Come..” he says, pulling her from the hair, heading outside. “STOP!” yells Alexandra. “Mack, give our princess here a good bye, leave her at her house,” orders Lucian. &lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“My body doesn’t move…” she whispers as her body hits the mud of the ground outside. The drops of water fell over Lucian as he headed to a nearby building that is half demolished. “STOP!” yells Alexandra as she passes by Mack and follows them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly Gregori appears in front of Alexandra. She stops in her tracks and skids in the ground, hitting it with her back.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Behind her appears Alexander. “These are the rules of our organization,” he says. Mack heads outside as well, under the constant rain. &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Adrian&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;, always wearing his white tuxedo, follows Lucian and Ruphir instead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;”I got to call them in someway!”&lt;/i&gt; thinks Alexandra. She quickly stands up and runs away from them all as the water hits her face.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Let her,” says Alexander, turning around and heading towards his Lord. Mack does the same. “Bye, my lady,” says Gregori, following his other companions. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The young woman runs away as fast as she can.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I got to advice them!” she whispers to herself. Suddenly, she hears her name. It was a familiar voice. She stops and looks around.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Alexandra!” she hears. She turns to her left and sees Alphonse running towards her, with Dwayne transformed as Crnobog and with his wings deployed behind. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“A miracle…” she says as she runs towards them. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“YOU GOTTA SAVE RUPHIR!” she yells as hard as she can from away.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Behind them both was the whole group of the Terra Contego: Maxwell, Ulysses, Shana, Angel and Guile. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Who?” asks Dwayne as Crnobog when he reaches her. Just at that moment he gives her a hug. “Dammit…” he whispers. “Save Ruphir, that… that woman who you met earlier! The very gorgeous one!” she replies. “Where is she?” asks Dwayne. “Your brother is going to kill her!” she yells.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“DAMN!” replies Dwayne. “They are that way!” says Alexandra, pointing at the correct direction. “Come!” yells Dwayne as he follows the direction Alexandra gave them.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Just in front of the demolished building, Ruphir kneels over the muddy ground as water falls over her face.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“You betrayed us,” says Lucian, grabbing a sword that &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Adrian&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; handed to him. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“You will fail… Lucian,” says Ruphir with anger in her voice. “Silly robot, thinking that she can love as a human can,” says Lucian. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Pfft… I damn you, Lucian,” says Ruphir one last time. He smiles and quickly stabs her in the stomach, just a bit below the chest. The blade pierces completely through her. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“You die now,” says Lucian, pulling the blade out. A burst of blood comes falling down out of her body, and she opens her mouth widely as her face hits the dirty and muddy earth below. “So much beauty, wasted,” he says. Then with one final hit, he impales the back of her head with the blade. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“May this be a lesson for any who betrays me,” says Lucian. &lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Sir!” yells Mack. A thunder comes falling, striking the roof of the demolished building. In the background the silhouette of seven people can be seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;”She gave out our location!” says &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Adrian&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Bitch!” yells Alexander. “Take battle positions,” says Lucian with a sarcastic and cocky smile. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Ahead!” yells Dwayne. “Get ready!” yells Alphonse.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Brother…” whispers Lucian as he extends his left arm, aiming at them. Lightning begins to surround the hand as he smiles.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Then in one quick second he lets go a massive shot of lightning from his hand. The lightning heads right towards the Terra Contego.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: arial;"&gt;Crnobog extends his right arm and the Dark Scythe forms. Then with great speed he waves it horizontally, and from it an even more powerful lightning bolt is shot. Both lighting shots collide and create a massive explosion that breaks the wet ground and creates the illusion of an earth wall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35934131-4085256422815612277?l=omenofchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/4085256422815612277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35934131&amp;postID=4085256422815612277&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35934131/posts/default/4085256422815612277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35934131/posts/default/4085256422815612277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/2007/03/chapter-xxxv-fallen-rose.html' title='Chapter XXXV: Fallen Rose'/><author><name>Relix</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35934131.post-9083204232586209262</id><published>2007-03-16T13:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T13:16:29.808-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter XXXIV: Lord and Princess</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chapter XXXIV: Lord and Princess&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Where am I…”&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Alexandra slowly opens her eyes and everything she sees is just a big blur. She lies over a small white bed by the side of a window, and outside its raining. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“You are very determined,” says a male voice by her side sitting in a wooden chair. Quickly she turns her head and witnesses a blonde-haired man. He is wearing a white leather cape, jointed in the front of his chest by what seems to be a circular logo with an eagle inscribed in the gold. Above his shoulders he has a gold plate that extends around one foot from it. In both of the gold plates the inscriptions (or drawing) of a sword are visible, and in the outer edges of the plate there seems to be spikes inscribed. He was totally dressed in white, from neck to toes. He also is wearing a gold gauntlet over both hands, with a Christian cross drawn in it and a snake surrounding it.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“My name is Lucian and I am the leader of the Iusta Vindicta,” says the NanoBIO. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Alexandra’s eyes open widely and immediately she takes a deep breath and moves as far away as she can from him, hitting the wall she has behind.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Get… away…” she says, scared to death. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Slowly, Lucian stands up from his chair showing his omnipotent figure to Alexa. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“They must be looking for me,” was all she could say. “Who, my brother and that bunch of ass-kisser experiments?” replies Lucian. Her hands were shaking uncontrollably, and her breathing was inconsistent. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“You have guts to say something like that in my lair, human,” says Lucian as he moves forward towards her, extending his right hand ready to caress her face skin. Immediately she slaps his hand, “Don’t you dare touch me”.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Yes, you have guts to even deny me,” says Lucian with a grin. He backs away a bit from her and stares a few seconds at her body and face.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“My brother has nice tastes,” he says with a smile, “yeah, very good,” and that smile grows darker and more devilish, “you are perfect,” he begins to extend his arms to each side, “you will be a nice container,”. Suddenly Alexandra’s body was paralyzed. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“What…” was all she could whisper as she witnesses his cape go off on his own. &lt;i style=""&gt;“He’s gonna rape me!”&lt;/i&gt; &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;was all Alexandra could think. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“You will be the container for my race, a perfect kind who will create a utopia where WE rule and humans disappear. You will be the Virgin Mary of my kind,” whispers Lucian as his clothes begin to fall off on their own. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;“I can’t move…” &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Eventually all of his clothes are off and he’s left naked in front of her, from head to toe. He smiles and slowly moves forward, eventually caressing her face with his right hand.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“For a human, you are very beautiful,” he says as he puts his left knee on the bed. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;“No, no, no…”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;With his left hand he begins to touch her neck, eventually the hand moves down towards her breasts. He begins to fiddle with them and a psychotic smile draws in his face.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;All Alexandra could do was close her eyes and breathe, and even that was out of control. Each breath was faster and faster than the previous one. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Lucian moves his face forward, and stands face to face with her. He smiles and thrusts forward, kissing her in the mouth, his tongue inside hers. A few seconds later he pulls back and stares at her. Tears were coming down her face. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“You do love my brother, don’t you?” he asks with a smile. She slowly opens her eyes and looks at him.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I knew this would be disgusting,” says Lucian, backing off away from her frightened body. “I shouldn’t do things the way humans do them… Hmm…” says Lucian as the clothes begin to float on their own. Later they begin to dress him, piece by piece, until the moment he’s dressed back as normal. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;After that Alexandra could move again. The first movement she made was raising both of her knees and putting her head between them, and immediately begins to cry. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Some seconds pass and she stares back at him. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Don’t you love too much my princess, because you will suffer,” he says, piercing right through her eyes with his. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;A coffin is seen, with a big cross in the middle of it with many people, indistinguishable surround it. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Yeah, don’t,” says Lucian, extending his arm at her. “Come with me,” &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Wha-“ was all she could say.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I mean no harm to you, especially when you are my brother’s lover,” he says with a nice and gentle smile. &lt;i style=""&gt;“Is he crazy?” &lt;/i&gt;thinks Alexandra. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“There’s a nice feast downstairs, come and join us… grab my hand,” he says. Hesitating, she grabs it. “Good, come now,”&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;He leads her downstairs, to the second floor. “You are at our headquarters, you should feel proud,” he says as he walks her towards a nearby door. He opens the door and reveals a room with a large round table in the middle, with the ceiling and floor made of pure gold. Sitting in the table were Adrian, Mack Mach, Gregori and Alexander.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“We are currently lacking two members, one killed by my brother and the other one is doing her mission,” says Lucian as he walks her towards a chair by the side of a throne.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Her? Is that…” whispers Alexandra. “Yeah, that beautiful woman is Ruphir, and she must be out there ready to kill my brother,” says Lucian.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“What?!” was Alexandra’s sudden reaction.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Please sit down, and enjoy this day, princess,” he says taking a bow to her. “I am sorry for the earlier, but I had to test something,” he excuses, “you see, I am trying to spread my kind over the world, but I don’t want to do the ways human do them. I want my own ways,”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;he explains. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“So, you did not get her pregnant?” asks a surprised Mack. “No Mack… I did not, I just did not find it suitable for the god of the new world to… you know, become god by getting a female human pregnant,” replies Lucian. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Besides”, he says grabbing a piece of bread, “she’s my brother’s lover,”. Quickly after that he sits down in his throne. “Please, take a seat, princess,” says Lucian.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The young girl sits in the chair by Lucian’s throne and stares at every member of the Iusta Vindicta. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I am sorry for what happened, but I will make arrangements for you to return to your house immediately, but please do eat here,” says Lucian. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;“He’s so kind…” &lt;/i&gt;thinks Alexandra, &lt;i style=""&gt;“Just like Dwayne,”&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;In the middle of the table were two turkeys, ready to be eaten, and lots of other things. Vegetables, potatoes, even Pepsi Coke.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Adrian&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;, serve our guest please,” says Lucian.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“What? Me?” he asks surprised. “Just do it,” replies Lucian, giving him a menacing look. “S-Sure,” he replies. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Eat!” says Lucian with a smile at Alexandra as she was served.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“So, your name is Alexandra, am I right?” asks Lucian as he grabs a piece of turkey and begins to eat it. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Yes…” she shyly replies. “Beautiful name, yeah…” says Lucian. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Alexandra is a form, a variant of the Greek name Alexian, which means defender. So your complete name means ‘men’s defender’ while your short name ‘Alexa’ means defender, quite ironic right? We are seeking to destroy, while you defend… and we are sitting side by side,” says Lucian.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Life can be ironic right?” questions the young woman. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Yeah it can, and it is,” he replies. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;“So, are you- are you like Dwayne? Can you transform too?” she asks. “Sure I can, but I barely use it. I need to save my energies for the war,” he replies.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“War?” she asks. “Isn’t it obvious, the best way to eradicate humanity is through their own method, war. And though I said I didn’t like to do things the way human do them, I will devise my own method of war,” Lucian replies. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“And are you planning on killing Dwayne?” she worriedly asks. “My brother is getting in the way of my plans, and if he gets too annoying then I’ll be forced to kill him. That’s why,” Lucian says, cleaning his mouth, “I told you not to love too much because you could suffer,”&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“But why kill all humans?” she asks.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Simple… they are annoying pesters that think they are almighty. They destroy, they don’t adapt to living with nature, they just kill it. They are the weakest of animals, and their only way of extending their power is using machines and technology, if not they would be long gone.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Humans are pathetic, with only a hint of mind and logic… pfft, they barely use 20% of their brain. Meanwhile, we, created by them as means of extending their own power through technology, will finish them off and really create a smart and powerful race, one that conquers every planet for itself. That’s my dream… to see a universe full of us, special beings,” is Lucian’s long reply. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“We will rule along our Lord,” says &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Adrian&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“”Now please eat my lady, and we will deliver you to your home after this. Enjoy it,” he says staring at her. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;“He’s…”&lt;/i&gt; was all she could think: nothing. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35934131-9083204232586209262?l=omenofchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/9083204232586209262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35934131&amp;postID=9083204232586209262&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35934131/posts/default/9083204232586209262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35934131/posts/default/9083204232586209262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/2007/03/chapter-xxxiv-lord-and-princess.html' title='Chapter XXXIV: Lord and Princess'/><author><name>Relix</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35934131.post-3035602599924350608</id><published>2007-03-12T21:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T21:47:59.147-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter XXXIII: Battle of the MET</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Chapter XXXIII: &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Battle&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; of the MET&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;“We are just here, following orders,” says Gregori. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Dwayne begins to transform into Crnobog. His nails grow, his hair grows longer and spikes up and the process repeats itself until he’s totally transformed. He extends his right arm and the scythe begins to form. Finally the two wings sprout from his back. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;“That’s the fifty percent state,” says Alexander. “I know,” says Gregori. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;“Come on!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;“Helga,” yells Alexander. “As you wish my Lord,” replies Helga who from her backs draws one huge axe. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;“Your opponent is her,” says Alexander. &lt;b style=""&gt;“My opponents are all of you!” &lt;/b&gt;yells Crnobog as he lifts from the ground and flies full speed towards the group of the Iusta Vindicta.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;“Shield up,” says Ed B. In front of them an electromagnetic shield appears, coming from a small artifact in the floor. Crnobog unleashes the full rage of his scythe and lets go a potent attack that crashes right on with the field. It begins to give up to Crnobog’s power.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;“Strong” says Alexander with a smile, “but not enough,”. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Helga opens her mouth wide and let’s go a high pitched yell. From her mouth and along the yell she shoots powerful sound waves aimed at Crnobog. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;“Boom,” says Gregori as he looks at Crnobog still trying to break the shield. The sounds wave hit him straight on in the back, causing a small explosion. Crnobog hits the floor, letting his left knee hit the floor. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;The hero quickly stands up and turns around and sets ready to unleash a powerful electric blast with his scythe.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;“That’s a no good, with all the people here you will just kill them with that,” says Alexander. This made Crnobog stop his attack. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;“You might even hurt your precious Alexandra,” says Alexander with a sinister grin. There Crnobog stands still, not moving an inch. “Yeah, shoot the blast and kill many… you will be the responsible for their deaths,” whispers Alexander. The shield goes off and he walks towards a frozen Crnobog, who didn’t know what to do. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;“We play a bit dirty don’t we,” says Alexander, face to face with Crnobog. “You must be so full of hate and rage inside,” he continues. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;“Whatever you do, we will still make you suffer with what you most love in this world,” whispers Alexander to Crnobog’s ears. The monster opens his eyes widely and waves his scythe horizontally. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;“You’ll cry and suffer like we do,” says Alexander. &lt;b style=""&gt;“Stop,”&lt;/b&gt;. “Why should I?”. &lt;b style=""&gt;“Because I don’t know what I can do!”&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt; &lt;/b&gt;“So after all this time you still don’t know how to control your powers?” &lt;b style=""&gt;“I don’t know the extent of my powers and I am losing myself already. Stop!”&lt;/b&gt; “You are so selfish, just because we want to take away what you most love, that girl; you are willing to kill all the people here with your power? Perfect! Go, do it! Or I’ll force it out!” yells Alexander.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;“Stop!”&lt;/b&gt;. Lightning begins to surround Crnobog’s body. &lt;b style=""&gt;“STOP!”&lt;/b&gt; he finally yells. “Selfish loser,” says Alexander who raises his arms to the ceiling. Lightning begins to appear over his hands and a white sword appears. The blade itself is white, and the hilt is white as snow. “I have a similar weapon creation system as you NanoBIO, plus I can also use electricity,” replies Alexander, grabbing the sword. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I’ll force that power out of you,” says Alexander with a grin as he runs towards Crnobog, charging at him&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Crnobog’s scythe then slowly begins to transform into a red and black sword and charges at Alexander. Both swords clash, sending a potent impact wave to every side. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Both push each other away, but Crnobog extends his wings while mid air and begins to fly inside the theater. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Alexander aims his left hand and shoots lightning from it. Crnobog raises his sword upwards and then lets it go downwards with great speed, releasing a lightning blast from it. His blast neutralizes and stops Alexander’s blast, but Crnobog’s blast keeps on going.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Helga opens her mouth and shoots her sound waves. The waves stop the lightning and spread it to the ceiling. The impact breaks part of it and debris falls towards the unsuspecting people below. Crnobog extends his wings all the way to the back, and finally releases them (like a spring). The resulting effect is a powerful wind blast that pushes the debris all the way to the western wall of the room, saving the people below.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ed B then enters the battle and draws his whip. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“This is getting messy,” says Gregori. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Crnobog is flying inside the room while everyone else stares at him.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Ed B is the first to attack as he jumps towards Crnobog &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;“Break your brakes… unlock your rage and let them die! This was the reason you were created for!”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Crnobog’s face seems to change as it turns a bit more sadistic, with a demonical smile. He turns around and flies towards an incoming Ed B. Crnobog unleashes a powerful diagonal slash while Ed B attacks with a stabbing-like attack. Crnobog’s sword hits the whip straight on, but the impact is so strong that the whip is cut in half. Crnobog passes by Ed B but all of a sudden the black man falls to the row of chairs below.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Then the secret is revealed… there’s a spiked chain attached to Crnobog’s sword in the hilt. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“ED B!” yells Gregori. The black man tries to stands up as blood pours out of his body. His body sakes violently as he grabs himself to the sleeping people, trying to stand up.&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I saw that! As he passed by Ed B’s side a spiked chain began to extend from the hilt of the sword, eventually cutting Ed B almost in half. He did all that in just a second!” says &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Adrian&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;”Something is not good here,” says Alexander.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Crnobog turns around and stares at Ed B. &lt;b style=""&gt;“Judgment of Hell”&lt;/b&gt;. Defying all kind of logic and physics a dark-red colored cloud appears in the ceiling, just above Ed B. &lt;b style=""&gt;“Your sins shall be washed by thy fire”&lt;/b&gt;. Then from the cloud a huge stream of fie is shot, heading towards Ed B. “NO!!” yells Ed B as his last words. The constant stream of fire falls over him, burning him to ashes, but at the same time burning the people around him. Over 17 people, including Ed B, die with the fire. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Adrian&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; backs away, scared by the mighty attack. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;“How did he do that…” says Gregori. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The cloud dissipates, but the smoke caused by the fire keeps going up, activating the alarm system. Water begins to pour from the ceiling as the fire system activates. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“That has no explanation,” says Alexander as his face is soaked with water. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Damn you!” yells Helga as she shoots her powerful sound waves at Crnobog. He jumps and begins to fly, passing over the sound wave, which hits the southern wall where the Iusta Vindicta were standing a few seconds ago. The wall immediately breaks.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Like a bird, Crnobog flies towards Helga who keeps shooting her waves at him. His left hand nails begin to glow blue as he slashes his hand at the incoming sound waves. The sound waves stop in their tracks, also caused by Crnobog’s powerful hand movement which had caused a strong blast of wind. The electricity hits Helga right on for a few seconds. Eventually her body collapses to the wooden floor. Crnobog lands by her side and grabs her by the hair (grabbing her two ponytails at the same time). He raises her numb body to a height even greater than his. Slowly he puts more strength in the left hand and begins to break her neck. A second later he puts much more strength in it, and snaps the neck in one swift choke. Helga’s dead body falls to the ground after he lets it go.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“He’s killing us one by one!” says &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Adrian&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;. “We underestimated him!” yells Gregori. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;“I warned you”&lt;/b&gt; says Crnobog with quite a sadistic smile. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“GO!” Crnobog suddenly grabs his head and falls to his knees. &lt;b style=""&gt;“You don’t understand! With me you can win!”&lt;/b&gt; yells Crnobog. Inside his head a voice told him: “DAMMIT LEAVE!”. &lt;b style=""&gt;“I WON’T! I AM THE LORD OF THIS BODY!” &lt;/b&gt;he once more yells. “THIS BODY BELONGS TO ME!”. &lt;b style=""&gt;“Damn weak fool!! I can win! You can’t! You are too light hearted! LET ME &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;BATTLE&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;!”. &lt;/b&gt;“At the cost of how many more innocent lives, huh?!”. &lt;b style=""&gt;“They are just sacrifices for a better world! For a utopia!”. &lt;/b&gt;“LET GO!!”&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;In that moment Crnobog’s body collapses to the floor. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“What is going on?” asks &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Adrian&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;. “It is of no matter. Get the girl and let’s get out of here before this gets even worst,” says Alexander. Meanwhile Gregori was smiling, “So, you have double personality,” he thinks.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“NO!” yells Crnobog, now with more sanity it seems. His wings begin to dissipate into nothingness and his lips turn to a lighter purple tone. His sword disappears. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;He tries to stand up but his body is far too weak. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Alexander walks towards Alexandra, who was sound asleep. “Come on, my princess,” he says, grabbing the girl.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“NO! Alexandra!” yells Dwayne, still transformed as Crnobog but at a meager 10% of his overall power. “You are too light hearted,” says Gregori with a smile. Alexander escapes away with Alexandra on his hands, and both Gregori and Adrian run away as well. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“No…” he whispers as tears begin to come down his eyes, mixing with the falling water of the ceiling. Police sirens are heard in the background, as he tries to stand up. Then a familiar shadow approaches him. Struggling, he stares at the man. It was Alphonse.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Dwayne…” he whispers. “They took her away…” whispers Dwayne, finally collapsing. Alphonse then stares at his surroundings. People were starting to wake up. “What happened here,” he thinks as he grabs Dwayne’s body. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I was too late…”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35934131-3035602599924350608?l=omenofchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/3035602599924350608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35934131&amp;postID=3035602599924350608&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35934131/posts/default/3035602599924350608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35934131/posts/default/3035602599924350608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/2007/03/chapter-xxxiii-battle-of-met.html' title='Chapter XXXIII: Battle of the MET'/><author><name>Relix</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35934131.post-5311692380490672465</id><published>2007-03-09T10:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T10:32:44.190-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter XXXII: Lacrymosa</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;Note: Excuse me for the extra delay, but here it finally is! Enjoy it! Normal schedule is back on! Chapters on Fridays and Mondays each week&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;Chapter XXXII: Lacrymosa&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Alexandra was walking with no set path. She was just walking forward.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“What is he thinking?!?” she thinks, mad at Dwayne, “bringing a woman out of nowhere!”.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;She wasn’t noticing that at the other side of the street there was a man following. He was Alexander, who was following every step Alexandra made.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“It’s time,” says Alexander, about to cross the street, but just then someone appeared. It was Alphonse who was crossing the street heading towards Alexandra as well.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Alexander smiles, “Damn his timing,”. He stops before crossing the street and goes again towards the sidewalk, watching every movement Alphonse made. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Alexandra,” says Alphonse. “Oh Alphonse, sorry I hadn’t noticed you,” she says, cleaning a tear off her face. “What is happening?” asks Alphonse. “No-nothing,” she replies with obvious staggering. “Tell me please, did something happen?” asks the blonde man again. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Alexandra looks to the right and closes her eyes. More tears begin to fall as she tries to speak but cannot. After some seconds she takes a deep breath and speaks. “That-that Dwayne, bringing an unknown woman and shoving her on my face,” were the words that escaped her mouth. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Oh… that woman, the woman dressed with a red jacket and who has a small ruby seemingly stuck in her forehead?” asks Alphonse. “Yes, that… that… bitch…” says Alexandra, biting her lower lip. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;“She gives me goose bumps. Last night when I saw her and she looked at me I felt something I’ve never felt before. For a second I felt jealous of Dwayne for having that woman on his hands. Then, when I left them… I began to think that maybe she’s a GenoBIO, and her powers are channeled through her eyes,” replies Alphonse.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Where did you leave them?” asks Alexandra. “In… in his apartment,” says Alphonse, with a look of pity in his face. “Figures…” she says. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“But that’s not the important thing here. I think that woman is controlling our thoughts with her eyes. She’s evil, I am sure of it,” says Alphonse. “You think?” she asks. “I am very sure,” he replies back. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“So maybe she’s controlling Dwayne’s actions?” asks Alexandra. “Yes, she’s controlling them,” says Alphonse. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“That idiot… letting himself to be controlled by such bitch,” says Alexandra as she turns around, giving her back to Alphonse. “I am so going there, ready to kick her sorry face,” she says as a burst of sudden and gentle wind hit her face.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;In the McBathy’s Restaurant Dwayne is sitting on a chair, with his head put over a table. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Don’t feel so down…” says Ruphir as she stares at the confused young man, “It wasn’t my intention to get you two fighting, she just seems a bit too immature for you Dwayne,” she concludes.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Damn it…” says Dwayne as he raises his head from the table and looks at Ruphir.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“You know… if you want to fix up this little problem then I can give you a recommendation. Tonight at 8PM there will be a beautiful opera at the MET. You could invite her there… maybe that’ll fix things up?” says Ruphir, walking towards the door. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Give it a try…..” says the woman dressed in red as she walks through the door, heading outside. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;“I’ll see you later, Hero” she says.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Dwayne sits down and puts his head over the table. “Damn it…” he whispers, slowly closing his fists. A few minutes fly by and Alexandra appears in front of the restaurant. “Dwayne Erickson…” she says, entering the place and walking towards Dwayne. She stops a few inches away from him. But then Dwayne stands up and looks at her.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“What if I invite you to an opera this night!” he says with a very pathetic smile all over his face. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Wow, that was deep!” yells a drunk Grauchy from behind. “I know I messed up but…” says Dwayne as he scratches the back of his head and smiles, “let me make up for it!”.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Alexandra just stands there, surprised by Dwayne’s words. “Damn you… and damn me for being so stupid. Alright, we’ll go!” she replies with a smile, “but you pay,”.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Dwayne laughs softly as he walks towards his Uncle. “Uncle, mind to save my ass and lend me some dollars?” he whispers to his ears. Martin takes a deep breath and finally replies: “Alright,”&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Time flies by, and eventually the sun hides and the gallant moon rises over the city of &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;New York&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;. The MET was full of people dressed in gallant suits and dresses, ready to hear and watch the “Diva” opera that is going to be held that night. Between those people are Dwayne and Alexandra, he dressed with a very fitting suit (“a gentleman’s suit”) and she was wearing a spectacular blue dress with no sleeves and opened right in the middle of the right leg, opened so much that it could ‘reveal something’ if the wrong movements were made. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“So, where’s the entrance?” asks Alexandra. “Don’t ask me, I’ve never been here,” replies Dwayne. “I’ll just ask”. “NO! We will look for ourselves and find the entrance, no need to ask!” he replies. “Men and their stupid decisions and ego,” whispers Alexandra. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;News covering the event was there, and even Laura Schieffman from CNN news was covering the event. In fact, she had already spotted Dwayne. “Romantic,” were her words. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Eventually the duo of youngsters was able to enter the Metropolitan Opera House and sit down in their respective chairs in the middle of the center row of seats, not a bad location. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“You know Dwayne, this is romantic, but I still have a score to settle with you,” says Alexandra. “I know you do, but lets just enjoy this and then we’ll talk,” he replies, staring at her after those words. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The Opera finally begins with a sole woman chanting in Japanese a very soft and relaxing song. After that a full orchestra appears on stage and begins to sing classics such as O Fortuna and Dies Irae. The orchestra finally leaves the stage and one woman appears on stage. Most of the crowd was very relaxed and liking every minute of it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Suddenly everything goes pitch black and a sole light appears, shining directly to middle of the chairs, aiming at Dwayne and Alexandra. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Wow, did you arrange something special?” asks Alexandra. “No…” whispers Dwayne, a bit nervous too. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;On stage was a woman, wearing a Viking helmet (steel and two horns, one on each side). With no sleeves and also dressed in Viking armor she begins to speak: “This is for a sole man,”. That woman was Helga, from the Iusta Vindicta. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;She opens her mouth and begins to sign as a gentle violin is heard in the background.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ES-PR"&gt;Lacrimosa dies illa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ES-PR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ES-PR"&gt;Qua resurget ex favilla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ES-PR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Shortly after those words people began to feel sleepy and a bit too relaxed. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ES-PR"&gt;Judicandus homo reus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ES-PR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ES-PR"&gt;Huic ergo parce, Deus:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ES-PR"&gt;Pie Jesu Domine,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ES-PR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Now most people were falling asleep. “Dwayne…” whispers Alexandra as her eyes slowly shut on her. “Don’t hear the singing!” says Dwayne covering her ears. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ES-PR"&gt;Dona eis requiem. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;“This was the Lacrymosa,” says Helga. All the people in the room were sound asleep, except Dwayne and Alexandra (though she was feeling sleepy). &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;“What the hell are you doing!” yells Dwayne from his chair as a weakened Alexandra rests her head over his left shoulder. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;“Me? Just following orders of your brother,” she yells with a smile in her face. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;“You are way too tense,” was then heard from behind. The emergency lights go on, revealing a line of over 4 members of the Iusta Vindicta standing behind the many chairs, right in the back of the theater. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;They were Ed B, Gregory, Adrian and Alexander. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;“We are the Iusta Vindicta!” yells Alexander. “And this is your fall, your sorrow, your pain, your suffering,” says &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Adrian&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;, dressed in his usual white tuxedo. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;“You can screw yourselves!” yells Dwayne as he puts Alexandra back to her chair, who is already practically asleep, and stands up. Lightning begins to surround his body.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;“NanoBIO…” whispers Alexander, smiling. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;“Come on, CRNOBOG!” yells Alexander. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35934131-5311692380490672465?l=omenofchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/5311692380490672465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35934131&amp;postID=5311692380490672465&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35934131/posts/default/5311692380490672465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35934131/posts/default/5311692380490672465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/2007/03/chapter-xxxii-lacrymosa.html' title='Chapter XXXII: Lacrymosa'/><author><name>Relix</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35934131.post-6473392585035147871</id><published>2007-03-02T10:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T10:06:38.086-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Small and annoying delay (again)!</title><content type='html'>So, I've been writing Omen of Chaos, but then all of a sudden a new problem popped up: My internet broke down. I have been without internet access the last two days, and right now I am using my university PCs, but I was dumb enough to actually forget and not save the document on a USB Drive or even a CD, and so right now I am unable to update the blook with a new chapter. I am sure that in these next two days the new chapter will be (Friday or Saturday), but if by any chance they are not then the next update (which I hope very much will be Monday) will be a double-chapter update. If I am once again unable to update the Monday then I'll post again, but it is very UNLIKELY that a new delay will occur, so I can assure you that by Monday there will be two new chapters up. Once again, sorry for the delay, and bear with me for a while! Thanks for visiting us!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35934131-6473392585035147871?l=omenofchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/6473392585035147871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35934131&amp;postID=6473392585035147871&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35934131/posts/default/6473392585035147871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35934131/posts/default/6473392585035147871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/2007/03/small-and-annoying-delay-again.html' title='Small and annoying delay (again)!'/><author><name>Relix</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35934131.post-3399429406284114590</id><published>2007-02-23T12:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T12:30:38.157-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Omen of Chaos returning March 2!</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone! I am extremely sorry for not updating the blook in well over a week, but today February 23th there will be NO new chapter either, nor in February 26th expect the next chapter. The series will resume its normal release schedule in Friday, March 2.  Why the two week delay? Simple...I have been extremely sick. For some time now I've been suffering shoulder pain. I have a very painful muscular spasm in both shoulders which hurts like hell.  So, for the last two weeks or so I haven't written any new chapters of Omen of Chaos, but I still kept updating the blook, until the point when the site caught up with what I had already written (Chapter XXXII). Still, I plan on resuming my 'writing duties' today and I plan on working VERY hard so that by March 2nd there will be a new chapter, and from there onwards the schedule returns to normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from all this, I have college and social life to deal with as well. I've been considering reducing the amount of released chapters from two per week to just one per week. For now there won't be any changes to the schedule, but if college gets far more complex and my spasm grows worse then I'll have to change the schedule. I REPEAT, the normal schedule (new chapters on Monday and Friday) will be resumed in MARCH 2. Hopefully you'll bear with it, and I do hope that you excuse me for this.  Anyway, enjoy your day and I hope you enjoy Omen of Chaos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35934131-3399429406284114590?l=omenofchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/3399429406284114590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35934131&amp;postID=3399429406284114590&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35934131/posts/default/3399429406284114590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35934131/posts/default/3399429406284114590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/2007/02/omen-of-chaos-returning-march-2.html' title='Omen of Chaos returning March 2!'/><author><name>Relix</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35934131.post-8659373300355909566</id><published>2007-02-16T21:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T21:15:53.764-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter XXXI: Red Seduction</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;Chapter XXXI: Red Seduction &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Are you alright?” asks Crnobog to Ruphir. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Yes I am…” she softly replies, “Thank you,”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“That was nothing,” says Crnobog. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Firemen were already reaching the scene and putting off the fire. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Well then, I must leave you here lady,” says Crnobog, standing up now.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“Oh really…” she says. Her red eyes then begin to pierce through Crnobog’s eyes. She slowly opens her eyes, each time piercing more through the demon hero.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Why don’t you take me with you? This people might do something to me,” she says, smiling with her red lips. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“What?” thinks Alphonse. “You will help me, right?” she says, then turning her sights from Crnobog to Alphonse. Alphonse immediately felt something inside him, like a tickling. “This woman…” he thinks, suddenly feeling pleasure as the woman looked at him.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Please…” she says, then turning her eyes at Crnobog, “take me with you,”. &lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Well…” says Crnobog, looking at the people around him, gathering in curiosity. “Sure,” he finally says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;”Thank you,” whispers Ruphir. Crnobog quickly grabs the beautiful young woman once more. “Let’s go!” says Crnobog as he jumps from the ground towards the roof a nearby building. “Yes…” says Alphonse, who jumps back behind him. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;They moved very fast, away from the scene that they were a few seconds ago.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“So, what’s your name?” asks Crnobog to the woman as he stares right at her big and beautiful red eyes. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“My name? Ruphir… and yours?” asks the smart woman. “My name… well I don’t know if I can tell you that,” says Crnobog.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Why not?” she says, once again looking straight at his eyes. “Well… it won’t do much wrong right? My real name is Dwayne Erickson,”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;he replies. “Fitting name for a great hero,” she says, then changing her sighs from Crnobog to Alphonse.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“And your name is?” she asks, staring at the man who was a few meters behind them. “This woman…” thinks Alphonse, like something was bothering him. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;“Come on…” she says, opening her eyes a bit more. “My name is… Alphonse Martinic,” he replies. “Beautiful name… fitting of a Chevalier,” she says.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“But,” she says, changing her sights to Crnobog, “I have the greatest of Chevaliers holding me,”. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Slowly she moves her left hand and touches Crnobog’s face. Slowly she caresses the rough gray skin. “You are beautiful,” she says. “So are you…” replies Crnobog. Behind, Alphonse was staring. “Why… why am I feeling jealous!” he was thinking. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Tell me, do you have a woman you love? Someone whose heart you share?” asks Ruphir. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I… I…. I do…..,” replies Crnobog, staggering a bit. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“And do you really love her?” she asks. “Yes… I do,” he replies. “And, would you love me as well?” she asks, staring at his eyes with her piercing red gems she has for eyes. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I… I…” says Crnobog, now completely stuttering, “I…”&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“When a man stutters that way that means he will say no and that he can’t love another woman aside from the one he has. But I will quickly make you change your perception of that woman and I’ll make you love me… tell me, what is her name?” &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Her name is… Alexandra Kingston,” he replies. &lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Kingston&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;… she must be from a wealthy family then,” Ruphir says. “Yes… she is,” replies Crnobog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving her head forward she puts her mouth at the side of Crnobog’s right ear. “Take me to your house,” she whispers. She quickly lowers her head and stares at him once more.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“S-Sure,” replies Crnobog. “Great…” she softly replies.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Eventually they arrive at Dwayne’s apartment, where Crnobog invites Ruphir (they enter through the always open windows Dwayne leaves). &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I’ll see you tomorrow,”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;says Crnobog to Alphonse. “…Fine,” he replies, jumping away from the window. “The eyes of that woman…” thinks Alphonse, “why can’t I do anything right when she looks at me!”&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Alone were now Crnobog and Ruphir. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Suddenly Crnobog falls to his knees and his body begins to emit lightning. His breathing grows harder and harder every second. His hair falls down and finally he falls to his right side. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“You are weak, aren’t you… Dwayne,” says Ruphir staring at the man. “Dammit…” thinks Dwayne. A part of him was still that of Crnobog as he was still wearing the gothic jacket and had the grayish skin along the sharp teeth. Slowly he begins to revert back to his normal self. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Like a fly…” whispers Ruphir staring at him. “I am sorry…” says Dwayne, gradually standing up. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Don’t put so much effort,” she says as she extends her right hand, aiming at his head. Then, all of a sudden, Dwayne falls unconscious over his bed. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Sleep… because I have yet to dig out all those secrets, “ she softly says. She walks by Dwayne’s side, and sits down over the bed. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“You don’t even have a clue on what you are doing,” she says, caressing his human face. “As a human… you look beautiful,” she says, slowly getting her face closer to his. “A kiss won’t do anything bad, would it?”, she says to herself, giving a kiss to Dwayne’s right cheek. Then, as close as she was, she smiles and licks his cheek all the way to the hair.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Right now you are turning me on and you are sleeping. Nice…” she whispers, “not many can do that,”&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;She stands up from the bed and looks at him.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I get horny so fast…. Guess that’s why no one believes me when I say I am virgin,” she says to herself, walking towards a nearby sofa and jumping on it. Slowly she closes her eyes while staring at Dwayne. “You are cute,” she says. Then she smiles and licks her lips with her beautiful tongue. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The night quickly flies and the sun rises once more.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Dwayne was just waking up. He looks at his right and sees the alarm: 10:09AM SAT.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Gently he rises from the bed and stares at the other side of the room. There was Ruphir with her eyes closed, sleeping over the sofa.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“She…” he whispers. Slowly she opens her eyes, seeing Dwayne looking at her. “Hey…” she whispers, followed by a yawn. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“You stayed all night here?” he asks very surprised. “Yes I did,” she replies. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“But why? You didn’t need to,” says Dwayne, going off the bed and standing up. “You saved me last night… and I kind of felt like waiting for you to wake up. Last night you just closed your eyes and went to bed. I was worried, so I decided to wait here,” she says.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Woah, if Alexa sees you here I am dead,” says Dwayne.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Your girlfriend?” asks Ruphir. “Well no, technically she is not my girlfriend… yet,” he replies. “Then, why be nervous?” she asks back, standing from the sofa.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I need to go to the bathroom,” she says. “Sure,” answers Dwayne. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;All duties done, Dwayne dresses up with a black t-shirt and some jeans. Ruphir was behind him at all times. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Walking down the stairs to go outside, Dwayne is thinking: “That woman… is so beautiful, yet…. I think she’s fallen in love with me. And I…”&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Where are we going?” she asks. “Outside, to my Uncle’s restaurant,” replies Dwayne. Quickly a smile draws over her face. The couple crosses the street and head towards the restaurant. There, Dwayne opens the door and he sees Alexandra, sitting on a chair and speaking with Martin and Chloe. Grauchy and Carlos were meanwhile getting drunk so early in the morning.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Alexa!” says a very surprised Dwayne. Ruphir then walks by Dwayne’s side and says: “So this is the famous Alexandra,”&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Dwayne,” says Alexandra, a bit shocked though. “You are very early today…” says Dwayne. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Ooooooops….” Says an almost drunk Grauchy (who had taken a huge keg of beer from his house and bought it to the restaurant)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Shy, Alexandra speaks; “So, will you introduce me the woman?”.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“There’s no need. My name is Ruphir Lilium, I am a woman rescued by this young man here, called by everyone the ‘Demon Hero’,” she replies.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“You showed her your identity? Pfft, guess the requirements for people knowing your real you are lowering each day,” says Alexandra.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Someone’s mad…” says Carlos, hiding his face below the table. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ruphir then smiles and walks towards Alexandra. “So, Dwayne here has spoken much of you,” she says. Chloe meanwhile seemed a bit scared by the presence of the woman. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Yeah, I rescued here and… I… took her back to home?” says Dwayne, questioning himself. Ruphir continues her smile and then turns her sights at Dwayne and with her eyes pierces right through him. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Oh yeah, she wanted me to rescue here because people could do something bad to her,” says Dwayne. Satisfied with the answer, Ruphir then looks at Alexandra. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Oh really?” asks Alexandra, standing up from the chair and facing face to face with Ruphir. Then the woman in red lets go out a giggle and whispers to Alexandra’s ear something.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“You are no match for me,” she whispers to her. Alexandra then lets go a sarcastic smile and walks by the woman’s side.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Alexandra…” says Dwayne. “I’ll come back later,” she says as she passes by Dwayne’s side. “Someone got jealous…” says Ruphir. Martin meanwhile, was looking at everything that was happening. &lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“No, wait Alexandra,” says Dwayne turning around to follow her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;”Leave her be Dwayne. She’s too immature,” says Ruphir. Dwayne stops in his tracks and then looks at Ruphir. She once again pierces with her looks. Dwayne was obviously confused.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Something’s wrong here,” thinks Martin.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Alexandra meanwhile walks away with haste, while Dwayne stood in front of the restaurant’s door. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Outside, a man on the other side of the street watched as Alexandra walks away. He was wearing a hat and was covering his face with it. He grabs the hat and moves it away, revealing his identity: Alexander of the Iusta Vindicta. He smiles and then says: “Found you,”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35934131-8659373300355909566?l=omenofchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/8659373300355909566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35934131&amp;postID=8659373300355909566&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35934131/posts/default/8659373300355909566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35934131/posts/default/8659373300355909566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/2007/02/chapter-xxxi-red-seduction.html' title='Chapter XXXI: Red Seduction'/><author><name>Relix</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35934131.post-4721619053699907414</id><published>2007-02-12T20:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T18:22:39.164-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter XXX: The Woman in Red</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;Chapter XXX: The Woman in Red&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Atop the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Empire&lt;/st1:PlaceName&gt;  &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;State&lt;/st1:PlaceType&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Building&lt;/st1:PlaceType&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; a woman stands. The full moon battles against the lights of the massive city. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;There, with her swaying long jet-black hair, a woman dressed in red stands. She was Ruphir, the beautiful woman of the Iusta Vindicta. Her piercing and sharp eyes look down to the city, and the small ruby she has incrusted in her forehead shines with the lights of the metropolitan city.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“It is time…” she says to herself. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Suddenly a loud explosion is heard and a huge column of black smoke rises to the skies.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;In &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;Washington&lt;/st1:State&gt; &lt;st1:street st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:address st="on"&gt;52nd Street&lt;/st1:address&gt;&lt;/st1:Street&gt; in &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Long Island&lt;/st1:place&gt;, the Bank of America was burning in raging flames. People (as always) react scared and run away from there like flies.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Meanwhile, Dwayne was sleeping in his apartment, not having a clue on what was happening. Then the window opens… it was Alphonse.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“He’s sleeping…” he thinks. Though weird, Dwayne was sleeping a Friday, and it was just 9:27PM. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Dwayne,” says Alphonse. Agitated Dwayne wakes up.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“There are problems,” says the blonde-haired man. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;- - - - - - - - - &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Dwayne, now transformed as Crnobog, and Alphonse, make their way to &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Long Island&lt;/st1:place&gt;, jumping from building to building. Eventually they arrive at the scene, where Police had already surrounded the building. Firemen were on their way too. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;With style, Crnobog appears in front of the burning building, with Alphonse by his side. Most people were feeling a bit relieved now, even the Police, to the point of muttering “We are not needed here anymore”. The scene had caused a crowd to congregate around the burning building. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Then from within that burning hell a man appears, walking out of the fire like nothing had happened. With fire as his background, the man introduces himself, “My name is Eddy Barnes, called by friends Ed B, but sadly, you are not my friend,”.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;"I am from the Iusta Vindicta,” the man says as he grabs a whip from his back… quite long too (maybe twelve feet). &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;His dreadlocked hair and black skin shined with the fire as background. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Iusta Vindicta…” says Crnobog (at 25% state). &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“You know why I am here, so I’ll just go straight to the point: I am here to kill you,” he says.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Alphonse then stares at Crnobog, “This was a lure,”.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“And we bit it,” replies Crnobog. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ed B smiles and stares at the two men in front of him. “Fucking losers,” he says as his smile grows bigger. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Should we fight?” asks Alphonse. “Yes… we will fight,” replies Crnobog as he extends his right arm to the right. Then a current of electricity appears by his hand’s side and black particles sprout out of Crnobog’s skin. They surround the electricity and eventually form a dark scythe with a spiked chain at its other end. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Well then… you shall feel the Iusta Vindicta’s power…” says Ed B as he swings his whip over his head, with a raging fire behind him.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“COME!” he yells.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Crnobog sways his scythe horizontally, shooting a powerful electricity burst from it. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ed B smiles and then, like pure magic, quickly moves to the right (he seemed to disappear and reppear).&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Speed is his technique,” says Alphonse as he draws his katana and charges at Ed B.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;”Two versus one… fitting… two weaklings fighting a demi god!” yells Ed B as he attacks with his whip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;”Thread versus Steel…” says Alphonse as he unleashes a powerful slash, whose objective was to break the whip, but the katana stopped cold when it collided with the whip. The whip quickly begins to surround Alphonse’s katana, turning around it.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Give that to me!” yells Ed B as he pulls back his whip, along Alphonse’s sword.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I won’t allow you!” says Crnobog as he opens his mouth widely and from it shoots a powerful fire blast (it was like a sphere made of raging fire). &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ed B quickly jumps over the fire blast and with swift movement sends the whip towards Crnobog. At the same time he lets go of the katana, which serves like a spear.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Crnobog stares at the sword and, with haste, jumps, avoiding the katana. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Alphonse then aims at Ed B and from his hand shoots a green fire blast. Ed B counters by ‘dancing’ in circles while mid air. The fast movement of the whip collides with the incoming blast, and an explosion quickly takes place.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“We are two and he’s one yet we can’t beat him…” thinks Crnobog as he stares at the black man, now landing over the ground. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Then…” thinks Crnobog as electricity begins to surround him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“ACTIVATE FIFTY PERCENT!” he yells.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;“System Activated. Unleashing 25% of additional power. Raising… Raising… Completed. Overall Power: 50%”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;“Fifty Percent of Power Confirmed”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; says Crnobog, with a darker tone of voice, his eyes shining red. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Come!” yells Ed B.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Crnobog then begins his attack by swaying the scythe’s chain around his own body. Ed B once again smiles, and copies Crnobog’s movement. &lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“What will ya do?” asks Ed B with his cocky smile. Then Crnobog stares at him and smiles back. Suddenly, Ed B is sent backwards into the fire behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;”Psychic powers…” thinks Alphonse.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;“Kinetic Energy Gathered”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;“You wanted to play, then so be it”&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Then Crnobog’s body begins to be surrounded by a twister of electricity.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“What is that?” thinks Alphonse, seeing Crnobog’s movement.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“HYAAH!” yells Ed B, charging from inside the burning building.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;“Die!”&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Crnobog unleashes the Electric Twister and it heads towards Ed B at quick pace.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I can easily avoid that!” he yells. But then, suddenly, his body couldn’t move. “WHAT!” he screams, watching the incoming twister.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“MY LORD! SAVE ME!” he yells as the twister collides with him. Instantly his body begins to shake and the electricity to burn his body. His body was shaking intensely. Letting his whip fall, his body begins to levitate along the Electric Twister. In a split second, the twister along Ed B’s body… explodes. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Incredible…. He used his psychic powers to stop that man in his tracks. He also moved the twister with his powers and finally levitated them both. That man… is… undefeatable,” thinks Alphonse, extremely surprised. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Lightning currents begin to surround Crnobog’s body, and in a few seconds he puts his right knee in the ground and began to breath with haste. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;“Not Enough Fuel, Reverting”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Quickly after that Crnobog’s eyes stop shining red and his scythe disintegrates. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I don’t have enough ‘fuel’… I don’t have enough blood inside me,” says Crnobog, staring at the ground. “You need blood… right? Like that time against Mordred, your body automatically began to gather the blood of those dead and then you rose up. You need blood to fight… yet you have been fighting all this time and your body has not faltered once, except lately,” says Alphonse.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“My own body can regenerate a portion of its own blood. But lately, with all this heavy fighting, I have been using more than what my body can make,” says Crnobog.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Then you need blood… We need to find you some,” says Alphonse.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“No… I swore to myself that I would never use human blood to gain my powers. It’s like a taboo to me… I can’t do it,” he says, standing up once more and looking at the fire in front of him. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Suddenly, from inside the building, a yell was heard. It was a woman.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“There’s someone inside!” says Crnobog. Immediately he sets off running towards the hell in front of him. Alphonse was right behind him (like always). &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Inside the building… lying over the ‘checker’ tiled floor was a beautiful woman. She moves up her head and stares at Crnobog. Yet this woman was special… she had a small ruby in her forehead. She was Ruphir from the Iusta Vindicta. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I am coming!” yells Crnobog. Quickly he jumps over the fire blocking the entrance and then stares at her. There he stands shocked… witnessing that woman’s beauty.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;His eyes open and he is left breathless for a second or two. Her eyes were piercing straight through his. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I’ll get you out,” says Crnobog, finally waking up from the sudden slumber. He runs towards her and grabs her legs and then her head, and lifts her defenseless body from the ground. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Alphonse was also there, staring at the beautiful woman.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“She’s gorgeous…” he thinks as he sees Crnobog running towards him with the woman on hands. “Come!” he says. “Yes,” replies Alphonse. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Meanwhile, atop a nearby building, a man was standing, staring clearly at the burning building. It was General Mack Mach of the Iusta Vindicta.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Report: He was only using a fraction of his power at the beginning of the fight. His fireball attack was weaker than the one he used in the fight against Arthur Longheart, better known as Mordred, possibly fifty percent weaker. After that he seemed to raise his overall power, noted by his shining red eyes. He didn’t sprout his wings. A new attack was formed today, spinning his chained scythe like a twister, causing kinetic energy. That energy was stored inside him probably, and then unleashed when he needed to. This is probably an attack he learned on the fly, or better put… he remembered it. He used psychic attacks far more in this fight than previous ones, and he’s using them smartly. Ed B was easily defeated by Crnobog and his fellow GenoBIO. Ruphir has made contact,”&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Those words were what Mack was writing in a piece of paper. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Yeah but I got my ass very kicked,” says Ed B who was behind Mack and looking at the piece of paper (and very wounded as well). &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Well… then let’s make sure we don’t put you against him again. Let’s go…” says Mack turning around. “Ruphir will finish him for sure…” says Ed B, staring at the ground where Crnobog and Alphonse were already out of the building, with Ruphir by their side. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;“She will,” says Ed B, also turning around and walking behind Mack Mach.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35934131-4721619053699907414?l=omenofchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/4721619053699907414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35934131&amp;postID=4721619053699907414&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35934131/posts/default/4721619053699907414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35934131/posts/default/4721619053699907414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/2007/02/chapter-xxx-woman-in-red.html' title='Chapter XXX: The Woman in Red'/><author><name>Relix</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35934131.post-3252200090922643103</id><published>2007-02-09T18:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T19:46:23.287-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter XXIX: The Terra Contego</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;Chapter XXIX: The Terra Contego&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Everything was blurred. All he could distinguish was a light over him. Shocked, he gets up and returns back to his senses.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Dwayne had just woken up. He was still a bit lost, but gaining back his senses to normal. He of course notices the bunch of people surrounding him… Alexandra, Kevin, Chloe, Uncle Martin, Alphonse, Maxwell, Ulysses, Shana, Guile, Angel and Laura Schieffman. Even Grauchy and Carlos were there, the two old men that constantly visited McBathy’s restaurant.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Where… am … I?” he asks, scratching the back of his head.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“You are home,” says Martin with a wide smile. “Yeah, alive and kickin’! says Grauchy. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“So I lived from that…” he whispers afterwards. “No frigging way I would let you die dammit,” says Maxwell with a smile. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I knew you would be ok so I didn’t even worry,” says Alexandra with a smile of her own. Chloe, who was still unsuspecting Dwayne’s real identity was just happy to see that the young man that picked her up was safe and sound, and her big and funny smile revealed her happiness. &lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Thanks a lot Dwayne…” says Alphonse. “Yeah, no problem,” he replies, when he just notices an unknown person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;”Who is she?” he asks, staring at Laura.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Oh! I am a reporter from CNN! My name is Laura Schieffman,” she replies, a bit hasty and nervous though.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“So… everyone found out?” he asks. “No, your identity is still hidden from the world, though some of our powers have been revealed to many. This young lady helped us get you out of that mess and avoid your identity for being revealed. Of course, being the good businesswoman she is, she asked for an exclusive interview afterwards, which I accepted on your behalf,” replies Ulysses.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Though I have spatial teleportation abilities my powers are set to a certain limit, maybe a 1 mile wide radius,” says Shana, zipping up a bit of coffee. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Huh, Sir! You don’t have to let me interview you… I am actually just happy to know you are safe,” says Laura, even more nervous.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Actually, don’t leave. I would gladly give you the interview you requested… it’s my way of returning your favor,” he says, letting out a gentle smile come from his face. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“But before that,” says Ulysses, walking towards a chair and sitting on it, “we need to talk of our current situation. The battle between the Terra Contego and the Iusta Vindicta,” he continues, “though I will request that we move to a more private place.”&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“No Professor Ulysses. Anything that should be said, will be said here in front of all those who I trust… even in front of Ms. Laura,” says Dwayne. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“If you say so… then, let’s quickly get stared,” says the wise man, grabbing everyone’s attention.&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I am just going to prepare some sandwiches for you all,” says Martin who goes towards the kitchen, “come small Chloe, help me and let the grown up deal with their own stuff,”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;”Oh sure…” she whispers, but still obviously suspicious of what was going on. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I don’t like losing time so…. We are the Terra Contego… the Shield of the Earth, a bunch of just five meager GenoBIOs ready to stand up against the Iusta Vindicta. We are small, but determined to protect this World from those that seek to destroy it,” says Ulysses.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“What we know if that the Iusta Vindicta have slightly grown in size, and just recently they added a very important asset to their arsenal… a NanoBIO… and if the broadcast is to be believed, then he’s your little brother, a perfected version of yourself. He’s everything you are and he’s everything you are not. He’s the Perfect NanoBIO…. And he has escaped his laboratory and is know the leader of a once small organization… he’s the Lord of the Iusta Vindicta.,” says Ulysses.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Everyone was listening to Ulysses like kids listening to a story. Even Laura, who didn’t know half of what was happening, was hearing, though she was taking no notes.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“We do not yet know exactly what they seek, but one thing’s for sure… they are mad at the Humans, especially those who created them. We do not feel that way, actually we thank those that gave life to us on this World, and even though we have lived low profile our lives have been happy ones. Now we are risking what we have to stop them from doing whatever they want,” continues Ulysses, staring most specifically at Dwayne. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“So, we are requesting your aid, Hero,” says Ulysses, who stands up from his chair and surprisingly puts his left knee over the tiled floor, “I beg of you, help us stop them and join us,”&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“You do not need to beg or even bow to me Ulysses… I am someone who follows what is good and what is correct, and right now I feel that fighting the Iusta Vindicta is the obvious thing to do. We need to stop them… and I need to find out if that man is really my brother,” says Dwayne, with a sad look over his face. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ulysses, standing up, says, “I thank you a thousand times, and even that will not be enough”, &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I, like Dwayne, will help you on the battle,” says Alphonse.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I can’t live my best friend alone… not even now. Though I don’t have any special powers I do have certain abilities. I am a born genius, and I want to help,” says Kevin.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Grauchy, who had been sleeping all along since Dwayne woke up, suddenly wakes up and yells: “YES! DEATH TO ALL THOSE FASCIST PIGS!” .&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Everyone just stares at him… a bit surprised by the very stupid and off topic comment he had just made. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Err… I screwed up right? I’ll just keep on sleeping…” he says, quickly closing his eyes and making some fake snoring sounds. “Ooook, that was weird…” says Kevin. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I, like Kevin, have no special powers or anything like that… but I want to aid in everything I can…” says Alexandra. Dwayne turns around and looks at her, “Please no Alexa…” he says. “Sorry… I am always behind, watching everyone fight and get hurt and all I do is get in the way. I want to be useful in anyway possible,” she replies. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I KNEW IT!” is suddenly heard. It was Chloe.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I know you were the Hero everyone talks about…” she says, now a bit shyer… thinking if she had screwed up like Grauchy did.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Yes, I am, Chloe… but don’t tell anyone, K?” says Dwayne, giving the girl a warm look and a smile. “Sure!” she says, maybe becoming the happiest girl on the entire world. &lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ulysses, happy, just says: “I thank you all from the bottom of my heart,”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;”Us too,” says Maxwell, and at his sides were Angel, Guile and Shana. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“We are the Terra Contego… the Shield of the Earth, and we will protect it from them… those who seek to destroy peace, those who seek to destroy humankind, those who seek to destroy everything we love…” says Ulysses. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;After those encouragement words from Ulysses, Kevin whispers to Alexandra: “He got all cliché now…”&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“We will beat them at their own game,” says Dwayne. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I want… I want to help too… in someway…” says Laura.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Dwayne is the first one to stare at her. “We could use your help too Ms. Laura,” says Dwayne, turning his face and looking outside, with a saddened look.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“We will need all the help we can…” he finally whispers. After that, he slowly walks outside.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Where are you going?” asks Alexandra. “Outside… I need to take a bit of air in,” he says. “I’ll go with you,” she tells him. “Sure,” he replies.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;He goes out with Alexandra and both walk away.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“What got to him…” says Kevin. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Did I say anything wrong?” asks Laura. “No… he’s just a bit confused with all that is happening right now,” replies Uncle Martin.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Very well… we shall be in contact. We will depart now and continue our own investigation. Thanks for everything Mr. Martin,” says Ulysses, grabbing a brown hat and putting it on. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“No problem, anytime,” Martin replies. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Yeah, I am also leaving. He seems a bit sad right now, so I won’t bother him with my questioning,” says Laura. “I do hope Ms. Laura, that you don’t broadcast what was just said here to the whole world,” says Ulysses.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I won’t,” she quickly replies. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Outside Dwayne and Alexandra walked together.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“So…” says Alexandra to Dwayne. “You should get away from me,” says Dwayne. “Why?!?” she replies with surprise. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“You will just get hurt. If I am around you then I won’t be able to protect everyone else, and even then you might get hurt. I don’t want that… I don’t want to put you in risk. Preferably, I would suggest that you get away as far as you can from me…” says Dwayne. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Alexandra, seriously, just stares forward and then replies: “No way,”.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I knew you were gonna say that… you stubborn woman,” says Dwayne. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I will not stand idle and see as things unfold right in front of my eyes. I will not! Though I know I am physically weak and I can’t do the things you guys can do, I will not stand and watch as a huge son of a bitch tries to destroy all this!” she yells, with a drop of tear coming down her right eye. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Thank you…” whispers with very little sound Dwayne. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“What?” she asks. “Nah, it’s nothing. Let’s just turn back,” says Dwayne.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Wait, what about our conversation?” she asks. “It’s already concluded,” he says, turning around. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35934131-3252200090922643103?l=omenofchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/3252200090922643103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35934131&amp;postID=3252200090922643103&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35934131/posts/default/3252200090922643103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35934131/posts/default/3252200090922643103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/2007/02/chapter-xxix-terra-contego.html' title='Chapter XXIX: The Terra Contego'/><author><name>Relix</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35934131.post-970940334073856391</id><published>2007-02-05T19:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T19:45:15.538-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter XXVIII: From Under</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;Chapter XXVIII: From Under&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;“My body isn’t responding!” &lt;/i&gt;was all Crnobog was thinking as his body lied over the cold ground of the subway tunnel.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Crnobog struggles to free himself from the invisible bind put upon him, but to no success. Then, when hope had vanished, the sound of footsteps echoes through the tunnel. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It was Alphonse, rushing as fast as he could towards Crnobog.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I can’t move!” yells Crnobog to Alphonse, who is over 150 meters away. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“We only have 30 seconds!” yells back Alphonse. “My nanomachines aren’t working…” says Crnobog. “Hold on!” says the blonde-haired man as he reaches the hero. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“If in fifteen seconds I can’t move then get the hell out of here!” yells Crnobog to him, who was a few meters away. “Just shut up,” says Alphonse grabbing the hero.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Woah!” says Crnobog. “The only way to get you out of here is to carry you,” says Alphonse. Then, to his surprise, he feels something in his fingers.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Stay put for a second…” whispers Alphonse as he touches something over Crnobog’s body. “It’s a wire,” he says. “A wire?” questions Crnobog. “Someone put a wire all over your body and held you,” says Alphonse who draws a small knife from a pocket in his pants and begins to cut off the wire.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“But I am not feeling anything, nor I felt anything before when my movements stopped,” says Crnobog. “They are GenoBIO’s, their abilities are far beyond any normal human,” says Alphonse cutting the last of the wires, finally freeing Crnobog, who struggles to stand up.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“They used Pulse Nanos and shut my system off,” says Crnobog. “We have no time!” yells Alphonse. “Let’s go!” yells back Crnobog as he sets of running, followed by Alphonse. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Meanwhile, underwater and above the tunnel a clock was ticking…. 3…. 2…. 1….&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A loud boom is then heard inside the tunnel as both Alphonse and Crnobog try to escape from the tunnel.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Above ground, a whirlpool was forming… the concrete of the tunnel had broken to pieces and water was pouring inside it. Subsequently the other bombs exploded, causing a similar effect. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Below, both heroes made haste to try and escape, but a sound was echoing behind them… it was the water.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Crnobog was behind Alphonse, his body struggling to move. “Come, run faster Dwayne!” says Alphonse as behind them a huge amount of water appears, heading towards the duo. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“My body isn’t responding quickly enough!” yells Crnobog as the water closes in to them. “If it doesn’t respond then we will live down here with the fishes!” yells back Alphonse.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The water looked like a huge wall… looming closer and closer, looking bigger every split second. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;“RESPOND DAMMIT!”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ES-PR"&gt;“&lt;span style=""&gt;GM 00666. Nano: EC11889. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;BIO 002a: CODENAME CRNOBOG; SYSTEM OVERLOAD”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Crnobog lets out an extremely loud yell and from his back the two dark wings sprout. His body begins to emit lightning and his face shows agony as he forcedly transforms to a higher level.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;“Crnobog: 50% MAX OUTPUT, SYSTEM OVERLOAD, NOT ENOUGH FUEL, NANOMACHINE SYSTEM DAMAGED”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;With determination he lifts from the ground and sets off flying, grabbing Alphonse on his way with his left hand. The wall of water closes in as the hero flies with Alphonse away. The ceiling ahead of him begins to crack apart and drops of water begin to fall. Finally the ceiling of the tunnel collapses in its entirety. A gigantic waterfall comes pouring down, hitting Crnobog in the back as he flied, and crushing him into the floor.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;“SYSTEM OVERLOADED, SHUTTING DOWN IN 10 SECONDS”…&lt;b style=""&gt; “Computer, OVERRIDE THE SHUTDOWN COMMAND IMMEDIATELY!”&lt;/b&gt;... “STOPPING THE SHUT DOWN COULD DESTROY THE INTERNAL SYSTEM”… &lt;b style=""&gt;“OVERRIDE IT IMMEDIATELY!”…&lt;/b&gt; “SHUTDOWN COMMAND OVERRIDEN”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Underwater Crnobog’s body activates again, while protecting Alphonse with the left wing.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;There, in the darkened water nothing could be seen. Alphonse was already running out of breath, and while the impact of the water had been lessened because of Crnobog’s left wing, it had still weakened him. Then, in the muddy and darkened waters he witnesses two red eyes glowing furiously… they were all that could be distinguished in that darkened hell. Quickly afterwards he feels his body moving inside that dark place underwater.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Crnobog was using his wings to rapidly move underwater, but the pressure was growing every second on both heroes. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Outside of the Whitehall Station people were congregating. Already the water could be seen flowing inside the station, yet neither Crnobog nor Alphonse had yet appeared. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;“He’s been gone too long!” says the short-sized woman that Crnobog met earlier. “That blonde dude was so stubborn, we could have gone and helped him,” says the tall and bulky man, dressed with military clothes and with a spiked blonde hair style. The very fat man then continues the pessimistic atmosphere: “If we lose that guy then we are going to have a problem…”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;“Shana, Guile, Angel… stop already,” says Professor Ulysses as he stares at the flooding station underground, “civilians wouldn’t be too interested in our private matters,”.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;“Sorry Prof” replies the short girl, called Shana. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;“Excuse me!” was then heard. From the multitude reuniting around a safe perimeter set by the police a female reporter appears with a camera man behind here. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;”Turn it on,” says the long haired woman with brown hair and black eyes, with her lips painted in sharp red. She’s wearing a short shirt, though professional looking. She’s also wearing a gray blazer over her black shirt.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;The cameraman turns on the camera and she begins to speak.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;“Hello, this is Laura Schieffman reporting live from Whitehall Station. We have received reports that the ‘Demon Hero’ went down this station to rescue some stranded people, but the bombs set over the tunnel exploded and he has not appeared since. When we receive further reports we will inform you all, now please continue with us as we follow this special coverage of CNN News where we have ten different reporters situated in ten different stations reporting Live”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Quickly she turns off the microphone and looks towards the station. “You think he’ll get out?” asks the cameraman, an Italian-looking guy.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;“I hope he does,” she replies. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Professor Ulysses kept looking, not losing sights for a second. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;“Crnobog… Dwayne Erickson, please get out of there. The people of this city need you!” thinks the Professor. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;“He’ll get out… he has the look of a true warrior,” says the hair-spiked man, called Guile. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Suddenly….&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;From within the underground station Crnobog appears flying upwards like a bullet, while holding Alphonse with his left hand.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;“I did it…” &lt;/b&gt;was all he said as he closed his eyes and began to fall from over one hundred and fifty meters. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“GRAB HIM!” yells Ulysses. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Guile and Shana, in front of the multitude, make a huge jump. Guile proceeds to grab Crnobog, and Shana grabs an also unconscious Alphonse. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Everybody was just frozen… staring at what just had happened. Even the small news crew composed of Laura and her cameraman were doing nothing.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“He got out…” says Maxwell, who had suddenly appeared just then. “Maxwell…” whispers Ulysses, “what about the other guy?”. “He escaped before I could defeat him…” replies Maxwell, staring at the duo of heroes. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“We have called for an ambulance!” yells a Police officer from far away. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“No good… we need to get out of here before this gets more crowded,” says Maxwell, who afterwards stares at Laura Schieffman. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“This is Laura Schieffman again from Whitehall Station. This is just in! The ‘Demon Hero’ has escaped the flooded station along a companion of his, yet he’s unconscious. We are also receiving reports from other stations that most people was evacuated on time and that now government authorities will proceed to tally a body count,” reports the young and beautiful reporter of CNN. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A few seconds fly by, and the first one to open his eyes is Alphonse. His sight changes direction every split second, trying to come back to his senses. Then, from his left, appears Maxwell, who helps the weakened man stand up. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“You are soaked wet,” he says. “Obviously…” were Alphonse’s first words. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A policeman is then seen grabbing a speakerphone and yelling at the air: “This is restricted air zone! Please, withdraw immediately!”.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Up there was a CNN chopper that was slowly landing.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“This better get me an exclusive,” says Laura Schieffman to Professor Ulysses, “It will,” the man replies, who quickly walks towards Crnobog’s still unconscious body. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Are you sure about this Professor?” asks Maxwell. “It’s the only way to get him out of here without compromising his identity,” replies the Professor. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Guile and Alphonse grab Crnobog, one grabbing his legs and the other the head, and walk towards the CNN chopper.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“We repeat, this is restricted air zone!” yells the policeman. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;From the chopper a man throws a ledge towards the ground. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I’ll get him up there,” says Shana who touches Crnobog’s body. Surprisingly she disappears along Crnobog’s body, leaving no trace. Even more surprising was the fact that she appears inside the chopper.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Spatial teleportation,” says Alphonse. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The crowd was entirely shocked. No one murmured a single word. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“That was a bit show off…” says Maxwell.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I thank you a lot Ms. Laura, and I assure you I will contact you promptly,” says Ulysses. “Actually, I am going with you guys,” replies the young reporter&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Let’s get out of here immediately,” says Guile. “Agreed,” says Angel. That same word is repeated by Alphonse. The chopper quickly lifts off, with Crnobog, Shana, Ulysses and Laura inside it. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Not far away… over a building’s roof, one man is standing. It was General Mack Mach… from the Iusta Vindicta.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Nice…” he whispers as he finally turns around and behind him the chopper appears, his clothes swaying with the strong wind. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35934131-970940334073856391?l=omenofchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/970940334073856391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35934131&amp;postID=970940334073856391&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35934131/posts/default/970940334073856391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35934131/posts/default/970940334073856391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/2007/02/chapter-xxviii-from-under.html' title='Chapter XXVIII: From Under'/><author><name>Relix</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35934131.post-6811607768433459708</id><published>2007-02-02T21:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T21:31:03.369-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter XXVII: The First Revenge</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;Chapter XXVII: The First Revenge&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“My name is Professor Ulysses, a GenoBIO like my fellow fighters. My duty is to… well, study all I can and help with what I can. I don’t have fancy super powers, but I was given a special intellect that few can match” replies Ulysses, a man with a brown moustache and a deep diagonal scar over his forehead. His hair is a mess simply because it has no form; it’s just brown hair, messy and never combed. His glasses are small and modern-looking. His skin color is a mix of the black and white races, giving him the looks of a white man with a permanent tan. He looks like over 40 years old. Wearing a light-black jacket, opened in the middle revealing his brown tuxedo, he’s a bit strange looking. Slowly he moves his hand inside the jacket and draws from it a cigar which he lights with a lighter. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“It will be impossible finding the three bombs below the mess the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Hudson River&lt;/st1:place&gt; is. Besides, defusing a bomb is no small feat. All we can do is go down below and rescue as many people as we can from the tracks. Fellow GenoBIOs are already down there trying to rescue as many as they can. After the tracks explode the water from the river will pour in. Quickly all tracks in a 5 mile wide radio will be flooded by the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Hudson River&lt;/st1:place&gt;,” says Professor Ulysses.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“But… millions will die!” yells Dwayne (as Crnobog of course). &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Isn’t it better to save thousands when saving millions is impossible? Tell me, would you have the ability to defuse those bombs in a few minutes and not causing them to explode, while underwater and with muddy waters? It is impossible,” replies Ulysses, “all we can do now is save those we can, and mourn for those others that will lose their lives.”&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;This caused a great uncertainty in Dwayne. His face was spooked.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Go now! Save those you can!” yells Ulysses. “Wait! What If we break the ceiling of the tunnels and the ground over us falls. The water will collide with the rubble and will be stopped,” says Dwayne.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Don’t you think I had already thought that? Doing that would just save a minute as the water pressure will eventually push back all the rubble. In fact, it’s losing time. While you break the tunnel you will lose quickly seconds, seconds that can save lives,” says Ulysses. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“GO!” yells Ulysses. “Yes…” whispers Dwayne as he runs towards the station entrance, where Police Officers were already helping in getting the people out. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;“So many will die…So few, unable to choose whether they live or die. Why...”&lt;/i&gt; was all Dwayne was thinking as he saw the people running upstairs, running for their lives, running to follow their dreams. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Down on the station people could be seen running from the tunnels towards the station exit. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Leading a big group of people was a short, skinny, young woman with short blue dark hair. She was using long black leather gauntlets on her hand, gauntlets which almost reach her elbows. Otherwise, her clothing was casual: A black t shirt with blue jeans. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;She was running until they reached the station. “Go up there!” she says, pointing her finger at the stairs. She quickly turns around and at her side was Dwayne (still transformed as Crnobog). &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Hey you Demon Hero,” she says (which quickly grabs his attention), “all the way on the left tunnel is another GenoBIO leading more people. See if he needs help.”&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Alright,” he replies with a saddened look all over his face.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Come dammit!” suddenly echoed all over the station. Coming from the left was another man with bushy, but spiked blonde hair. He was wearing ‘Army pants’ and a dark green t-shirt with no sleeves. White and with blue eyes, he looked very rough, with a well-built body, full of muscles. He was tall too, over 6 feet for sure. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;At his side was a very fat man. He had a small beard and a lot of black hair over his head (with a few lines of gray hair here and there).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He was just wearing a tight (yes, tight) red shirt and black jeans. Over his back there were three old women grabbing him.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;“I thought they were only four…” &lt;/i&gt;thinks Dwayne. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“This freaking fatass is so slow!” yells the other man. “Shu… shut up…” replies the fat man trying to gain air, inhaling as much as he can. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The blonde man then yells, “There is a train stuck right in the middle of the track, just below where the bomb could be located”.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I’ll go,” says Dwayne to the short woman, as he walks towards the left tunnel. “A-a… NanoBIO…” says the fat man continuing his way towards the track as Dwayne passes by his side running.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Behind those two there were over 50 people, surely following them. Dwayne was running against the crowd, trying to reach the stuck train which was in the middle of the track, below the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Hudson  River&lt;/st1:place&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;He stops for a few seconds and takes a deep breath, and then with a serious look all over his face he returns to running, even faster than before. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;“None of them will die,”&lt;/i&gt; he thinks as he makes haste. Eventually, after a sharp left turn there it was… the stuck train with barely 4 wagons. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;People were already out of the train, around fifteen Girl Scouts and eight elderly people. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Those who cannot walk or move come with me and I’ll take you. The others follow me,” says Crnobog. Yet… the people didn’t move in the least bit. They were standing like zombies. “Come on, we don’t have time!” he yells. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Control your temper,” was suddenly heard. Crnobog quickly turns around and behind him was Gregory, of the Iusta Vindicta.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Yeah, you might blow a fuse,” is then also heard, coming from behind Crnobog. He quickly turns around and sees Alexander. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;In a few seconds the people that looked like zombies begin to fade away, and all that was left was a darkened mist of them. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“We are here to talk,” says Gregori. “Screw you!” yells Crnobog as he tries to charge at Gregori, yet his muscles didn’t move. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;“What!”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Yeah, I figured you would try something like that, so I took measures. Now, listen to us… Demon Hero, and sit down,” says Gregori as he unleashes a furious punch into Crnobog’s gut. The hero, surprised by the impact, falls to the ground, kneeling in front of Gregori. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I always thought NanoBIO’s were stronger than us…” he says as he grabs Crnobog’s spiked hair, “but it looks like the tables are turning,” he concludes with a smile as he spit over the hero’s face. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Did you know, Crnobog, that you have a little brother,” says Alexander, walking and circling around the hero, “Yeah, his name is Lucian, and he, like you, is a NanoBIO, and a very strong one too. While you are the imperfect version, he’s the perfect version of you, exceeding you in every capability,” continues Alexander as he stops and stands in front of Crnobog, “and he needs you out of the way so we can continue our majestic plan to get rid of the humanity that created us, of that imperfect animal created by ‘God’, a God who allows his own pets to create other pets,” keeps on going Alexander, taking out a Christian cross from his pocket, “And what does God do? Sit there in his throne… laughing at the pathetic mammals he created. We, the Iusta Vindicta, don’t like that ‘God’, and so we shall proceed to overthrow him and turn into a God our leader, our master, the one who will avenge the stupidities this stupid monkey race has done and become the God of our race, a race that will propagate itself around the vast Universe. We will rule with an iron fist and all shall do our bidding,” he keeps on, crushing the cross he was holding in his right hand, “We are the gods, he is the God… and you are merely the Messiah of the human race, who has betrayed his programming and original design of conquering and destroying for the sake of saving those weaker than himself, saving those that created him and that will &lt;u&gt;ultimately betray him. &lt;/u&gt;You have chosen the wrong side Crnobog… and you will pay for it,” concludes Alexander with a sarcastic smile. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;“But then again, those stupid monkeys created us, but they didn’t put any restrains on us…” says Gregori, and quickly letting out a giggle. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Die here… and let our destiny be fulfilled,” says Alexander as his body begins to fade away, “Humanity will suffer, but they have made us suffer more. Its payback… it’s a just vengeance,” finishes Alexander as he completely fades away. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“By the way, I know you can breathe underwater… so…” was all Gregory said, and just then he draws out a sword from his side and stabs Crnobog’s chest with it. Quickly he lets go an electric shock that flows from the blade into Crnobog’s body. The hero lets go out a loud agony yell. Then with the left hand, Gregory takes out a small bottle. He pushes a button and from it sprays a mist, a mist which Crnobog breathes. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Pulse Nanomachines, they are like kryptonite for NanoBIO’s… and you sir, are a NanoBIO. They will put your nanomachines to rest for a little while and then you will really drown,” says Gregori as he also begins to fade, and in a second or two he disappears completely.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;There was Crnobog… unable to move, being bind by something he could not see, and with his nanomachines turned off….&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35934131-6811607768433459708?l=omenofchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/6811607768433459708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35934131&amp;postID=6811607768433459708&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35934131/posts/default/6811607768433459708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35934131/posts/default/6811607768433459708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/2007/02/chapter-xxvii-first-revenge_02.html' title='Chapter XXVII: The First Revenge'/><author><name>Relix</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35934131.post-3443449356219529111</id><published>2007-01-29T18:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T18:51:13.870-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter XXVI: Race to the Subway</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;Chapter XXVI: Race to the Subway&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Come on little man” says the huge and bulky black man.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Alexandra… back away as much as you can” says Dwayne, his hands shaking. “Uncle Dwayne?” asks Chloe. “Chloe… go with Alexandra and run as far as you can from here,” says Dwayne. Gunshots are then heard… it was Sergeant Morales and Officer McCaulthy shooting at the man. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“That tickles…” says the man as he raises his chain and begins to furiously spin it. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“RUN!” yells Dwayne as he then walks towards the man. “Come Chloe!” says Alexandra grabbing the girl by a hand, “Be careful dammit”. “Uncle!” says Chloe. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Then, not caring if anyone would see him… Dwayne transforms. His nails begin to grow and his skin grows paler every second. His teeth grow sharp and his lips turn to almost purple. His hair rises and spikes and electricity begins to surround him. His clothes change and turn to their usual gothic look, the black jacket with gold and silver stripes. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“My Lord was right then!” yells the bulky man as he lets go of the chain with such fury that just the movement of it causes windows to shatter. Crnobog jumps over the chain and grabs it. With strength he pulls it back, pulling along the hulky black man, but surprisingly the man grabs a Gatling gun, a M68 Vulcan 22mm Cannon. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Boom,” he says as he begins to shoot the mighty bullets. They fly straight to Crnobog’s chest and hit him directly. The impact is so strong that it sends the Demon hero flying back many meters. His body falls wounded to the ground.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;“Auto Recovery Mode Initiated”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;His wounds begin to heal, and in a matter of seconds he was already standing up. “Impressive,” says the hulky man as his Vulcan lets go smoke from its many cannons. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Shit,” says Morales, watching the ongoing battle. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Then, to everyone’s surprise, the black man’s head is turned to the right. Subsequently his body gets lifted and thrown into a nearby SUV. All of a sudden there, in the middle of the street a man appears. It was Maxwell, one of the GenoBIOs that are fighting against the Iusta Vindicta. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“What the hell are you doing here?!? Fly or do anything you can and save all the people you can! Nearby &lt;st1:street st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:address st="on"&gt;Whitehall Street&lt;/st1:address&gt;&lt;/st1:Street&gt; is a friend of mine, Professor Ulysses. He will give you further instctions on how to defuse the underwater bombs stuck in the tracks,” says Maxwell.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Thank you,” says Crnobog. “Sure,” replies Maxwell. Crnobog turns around and slowly walks away.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;“I used too much blood to heal the wound caused by the Vulcan rounds… I can’t draw out my wings with this power. I need to… jump”&lt;/i&gt; thinks Crnobog as he jumps from where he is all the way to the roof of a nearby building. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“No!” yells the hulky black man as he shoots his Gatling gun rounds at Crnobog.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Hey, dumbhead, your opponent is me now” says Maxwell.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Meanwhile, Alexandra and Chloe ran away as fast as they humanly could from the ongoing battle.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Ms. Alexandra,” says Chloe, staring at the young woman holding her by the hand. “Don’t ask now Chloe, just run,” she replies.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Meanwhile, Dwayne jumps from building to building, speeding his way as he goes.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“What the hell is the meaning of this,” he thinks. Suddenly, bullets fly by him, scratching his back. “What!” he says, turning his sights to the left, where there was a man standing with a long Katana being held by his right hand, and on the left hand a gun. That same man jumps from where he is (A building’s roof) and makes his way towards Crnobog.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I don’t have time for this!” yells Crnobog as from his fingers he shoots lightning at the incoming man. The man puts the blade in front of him, and it receives the impact from the lightning… but nothing happens to him.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“What the…” thinks Crnobog, disturbed by this. The young man just smiles and lets go of his gun. Then, aiming his left hand at Crnobog returns that same lightning being thrown at him. The lightning hits Crnobog and sends him down, falling over a water tower. It is not broken by the impact, but Crnobog was very surprised by how the man returned the lightning back at him. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The young man then makes his way and lands over the roof. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“My name is Soujiro, the Iusta Vindicta’s samurai” says the man, politely introducing himself to Crnobog. His long jet black hair, pony tailed, sways with the wind. His eyes are sharp and black as well. A feminine look he has, accompanied by wearing a blue kimono.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Samurai is not the only thing you are…” whispers Crnobog, standing up. “Correct. I absorbed your electricity and shot it back at you, also charging my own energy. This is my ability as a GenoBIO,” replies Soujiro, polite as ever. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I am sorry, but I got people to save,” replies Crnobog. “They are mere humans, they created us… and they abandoned us,” replies Soujiro. “But those humans down there have nothing to do with you!” yells Crnobog as electricity begins to surround his body. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Humans nevertheless,” replies Soujiro aiming his sharp blade at Crnobog. “I know you are a NanoBIO, superior to me… I know my chances of winning are slim, but my Lord has given me this task and I shall not fail him. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Hey you,” is suddenly heard. Soujiro looks behind him… there Alphonse is standing. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I saw the video, and thank your little girlfriend that she told me where you were” says Alphonse, sword already drawn out, “go Dwayne, you are the only one that can save the people down there. I’ll hold this wanna-be swordsman here,” he concludes with a smile. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Thanks Alphonse,” replies Crnobog as he quickly jumps away. “You aren’t going anywhere!” yells Soujiro. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Alphonse smiles and jumps from where he is. Soujiro raises his blade at Crnobog, ready to slice his head off, but Alphonse quickly stops the attack from doing any damage. With strength, he pushes the young man downwards, towards the roof. “Go now!” yells Alphonse as Crnobog already heads towards a nearby building, escaping from the battle. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“How dare you,” says Soujiro slowly moving his feet, like about to charge at Alphonse, who now was standing in the same roof as Soujiro. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The young NanoBIO charges at Alphonse. The incoming slash is quickly evaded by Alphonse, who jumps back a few feet away and then boosts towards Soujiro. Both blades clash and a struggle begins, who can push more. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“To avoid that slash… you are a fellow NanoBIO too. Traitor,” says Soujiro who puts his left hand behind his blade and pushes it forwards, out powering Alphonse. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;With a quick hand movement, sparks begin to appear from the Samurai’s left hand. Smoothly he aims it at Alphonse and shoots lightning at him. Alphonse just evades the incoming blast and counters with a special attack of his own: A green fire blast shot from his left hand. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“GenoBIO, no mistake,” says Soujiro who raises his sword, aiming at the sky with it. Alphonse charges at the samurai and unleashes a powerful horizontal slash aimed at Soujiro’s sword. The impact is so strong that Soujiro loses grip of the hilt. Alphonse continues his ongoing attack by lighting his own left hand in green fire. Soujiro then quickly aim both of his hands at the ground beneath him. From his fingers he shoots lightning, and consequently the impact raises him upwards (like a rocket). &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Release to Level 2 Approved” says Alphonse as he shoots an even more powerful green fire blast at Soujiro. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“GOD DAMN YOU!” yells Soujiro as he shoots lightning at the incoming blast but to no effect. His eyes open widely as he witnesses the great fire coming at him, unable to do anything. “All for my Lord,” he finally says as the green fire blast hits him straight on, causing an explosion at the touch. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Return to Level 1,” says Alphonse, staring at the smoke cloud. In a second Soujiro’s body falls from within the smoke cloud. His body is numb and he seems unconscious… but right then, before hitting the ground, Alphonse grabs him. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I am not here to kill anyone, because I am not one who takes life. That, doesn’t pertain to me,” says Alphonse, looking at the young man’s face. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Meanwhile Crnobog made his way towards &lt;st1:street st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:address st="on"&gt;Whitehall Street&lt;/st1:address&gt;&lt;/st1:Street&gt;. “It’s here,” he says to himself as he jumps from a building all the way towards the road below. The &lt;st1:street st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:address st="on"&gt;Whitehall Street&lt;/st1:address&gt;&lt;/st1:Street&gt; leads towards the Hudson River, and below the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Hudson River&lt;/st1:place&gt; many Subway tracks passed by. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“So, you are the demon hero,” says a man with a brown moustache and glasses, “I’ve been waiting for you to help me with this mess.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35934131-3443449356219529111?l=omenofchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/3443449356219529111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35934131&amp;postID=3443449356219529111&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35934131/posts/default/3443449356219529111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35934131/posts/default/3443449356219529111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/2007/01/chapter-xxvi-race-to-subway.html' title='Chapter XXVI: Race to the Subway'/><author><name>Relix</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35934131.post-8931691638798876920</id><published>2007-01-26T12:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T12:33:45.412-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter XXV: Ardente Vindicta</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;Chapter XXV: Ardente Vindicta&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;“&lt;i style=""&gt;Welcome… My Brothers”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Lord Lucian” says a black man with his hair made of dreadlocks. His eyes are almost a turquoise color. He was wearing a white strap diagonally, from his left shoulder to his right waist, leaving out his right shoulder uncovered. Above his waist he has a red cloth strap put horizontally, surrounding his waist (and over the lower part of the white strap). A white pant accompanied his strange clothing. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“This is Eddy Barnes. We just call him Ed B” says Alexander who was wearing a black tuxedo. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sitting on his ‘throne’ was Lucian. He is wearing a white leather cape, jointed in the front of his chest by what seems to be a circular logo with an eagle inscribed in the gold. Above his shoulders he has a gold plate that extends around one foot from it. In both of the gold plates the inscriptions (or drawing) of a sword are visible, and in the outer edges of the plate there seems to be spikes inscribed. He was totally dressed in white, from neck to toes. He also is wearing a gold gauntlet over both hands, with a Christian cross drawn in it and a snake surrounding it. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“This is the third in command… Gregori Swavsleski” says Alexander as a young man of about 20 years stands by his side. Well groomed brown hair adorned his head. His eyes were a sharp brown and he was wearing a black jacket, with cut off sleeves and behind it a white shirt. Along his outfit he also had black leather pants. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I can just call you Gregori, right?” asks Lucian with a smile. “Yes, of course Sir” replies Gregori as he bows to Lucian. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“This is Adrian Maximus” continues Alexander.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Adrian&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; was wearing a white tuxedo (and was the man that fought with Maxwell and Alphonse in the theater). &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Formal as ever, his tuxedo was the cleanest possible. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Shiny” mockingly says Gregori looking at &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Adrian&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;. “Well, thank you, at least I don’t look like a half-assed gangster” replies &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Adrian&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;, still staring at Lucian. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Nice to meet you” says Lucian. “The pleasure is mine my Lord” says &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Adrian&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Well, up next is Mack Mach” continues Alexander with the introductions. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Gregori lets out a small laugh.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Well young Gregori, aren’t you having fun today” says Mack, a man of about 40 years with a bushy moustache. He is bald in most of the front head, but at the sides, back and a bit above his head he has brown hair. He seems to be the most mature member of all the Iusta Vindicta. Strangely he was wearing a black ‘General’s’ suit, with stars and all that. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Mack is our main connection to the government my Lord. He’s a top ranking General in the U.S Militia” says Alexander. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Interesting. Are you a GenoBIO too?” asks Lucian. “Yes Sir. Though I may look older than the rest, I can assure you very well I am a GenoBIO” says Mack with a cocky smile. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“‘General Mack Mach’” mockingly says Gregori who then bursts into laugh. Incredibly, this causes a smile in Lucian. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“You know Gregori, I am not in the best mood today” says Mack, still keeping his cocky smile. “Gregori, shut up for a second” says Alexander. “Alright…” replies Gregori. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“What other surprises are in store for me, Alexander?” asks Lucian.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Well, we were waiting fo-”&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“For me?” asks a feminine voice.&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;From the door appears a beautiful young woman, maybe of about 22 years. Her eyes are sharp and piercing, and are accompanied by their jet black color. Long black hair falls almost to her waist, shooting out a beautiful glimmer. Her white and soft skin is like touching recently fallen snow and her bright red lips are tempting to any men. Her beauty is undeniable, all in a 6’1 tall package wearing a red skin jacket, leaving her belly bottom exposed (and also her almost-D-sized breasts). Her pants are also red, similar to the jacket, and are very tight. In front of her forehead a small diamond shaped ruby is incrusted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;”Ruphir has arrived, my Lord,” says Alexander. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“The hot one has arrived,” says Gregori. “Yes, I have,” she replies with a tempting voice.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Quite a beauty, yes… indeed,” exclaims Lucian, also dazzled by the woman’s beauty. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Quite an entrance,” says a cocky-smiling Helga. “We call her the Blood Soaked Diamond,” says Alexander staring at the woman in front of him. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Is your special ability as a GenoBIO to dazzle men?” asks Lucian, obviously surprised by the attracting woman.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Oh no, my Sir. My abilities are others,” she replies. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Well my sir, all of the GenoBIO leaders are here, now we need to discuss our course of action,” says Alexander, suddenly waking up from the dream caused by Ruphir. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 35.45pt; text-indent: -35.45pt;"&gt;The seven members of the Iusta Vindicta are now reunited, they who have the power to defy any other power in the whole wide world. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 35.45pt; text-indent: -35.45pt;"&gt;The eoom quickly turns dark and a holographic image of Dwayne, transformed as Crnobog, appears in front of them.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“We have a small rock in our path. As many of you know, there is a man that considers him a lame ‘super hero’… the name the media gives him is ‘Demon Hero’, but we all know his true codename: Crnobog,” says Alexander.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“My big brother…” whispers Lucian. “Indeed,” says General Mack.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“It is obvious what our first task should then be, right?” says Alexander. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“No it is not,” says Lucian, standing from his ‘throne’, “the first assumption would be to kill him, but that is wrong. What first must be done is the annihilation of the other group of GenoBIO’s trying to mess our plans. My big brother can be ignored; he alone doesn’t have the power to stop an organization as us. He’s powerless, but you might not notice it now,” he continues, staring at each one of the members of the Iusta Vindicta, “First, the weakness of any human should be injected in him: Fear. As a human he must have something precious to him, and that must be stolen. He will also care about the people of &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;New York&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:State&gt;, so fear must be injected… the fear of losing something. As a human, his weakest form, we must attack him by any side… He who has grown with humans will share their same weaknesses, and thus… he can fall to temptation,” he continues, speaking louder and now staring at Ruphir, “we must also cause greed in him, cause hatred and angst, and then give him the final stroke,” concludes the Lord of the Abyss. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“We are perfect as we don’t share his weaknesses, he who has been raised by normal humans. &lt;b style=""&gt;We will crush my big brother!&lt;/b&gt;,” yells Lucian, closing his fist with strength. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“As you know my Lord, I have access to many classified documents,” says Mack, staring at the Lord, “I know who he is. I know where he lives, where he studies, and who his precious ones are. We have been keeping tabs on him for a long time,” concludes the General.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;- - - - - - - - &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Two days had already passed since the first reunion of the complete Iusta Vindicta, but everything in NNYC seemed as normal as ever. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Here, take this Alexa” says Dwayne, handing the young woman a pink-colored cotton candy. Accompanying them was Chloe, also devouring the blue-colored cotton candy Dwayne had bought her a few minutes ago.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“So…” says Alexandra, “why the sudden urge to invite me out?”. “Why ask?” replies Dwayne, staring at her while in the background the colossal view of the Empire State Building makes presence as they cross the 5&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; Avenue. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;“And of all places invite me here…” she says, staring at the huge building in front of her. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Well, first of all, Chloe wanted to see more of the city… and I felt like taking you along,” says Dwayne. “How romantic,” she sarcastically replies. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;That day though, there was a huge screen in front of the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Empire&lt;/st1:PlaceName&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;State&lt;/st1:PlaceType&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;, advertising the coming of Christmas. Strangely, no snow had fallen on NNYC, and it was cold but not as cold as past years. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Suddenly, the huge screen begins to flicker and a huge screeching sound comes from the speakers.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Shi…” whispers Alexandra. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Then on the screen the face of a man appears. His long blonde hair and white skin…. That man on the screen was none other than Lucian. Increasing the surprise, almost every Holographic set was being intervened by the signal, and all screens were showing Lucian.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“To Crnobog, the so called ‘demon hero’, I am sure you will be hearing this message. I have to warn you, that in ten minutes, three underground subway tracks that cross the Hudson River from &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Manhattan&lt;/st1:City&gt; to &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Brooklyn&lt;/st1:place&gt; will explode, thus flooding a big part of the city’s subway system. Millions will die and the whole city will be paralyzed. What will you do? This short warning has been issued by the Iusta Vindicta, and your younger brother…” says the message with Lucian smiling at the end. All screens flicker and return to their normal programming. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“What…” whispers Dwayne in shock. “Dwayne,” says Alexandra staring at him. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Dwayne was in pure shock, not believing what he had just heard. “Dwayne, wake up!” yells Alexandra. “Alexa…” whispers Dwayne in complete shock. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;People were already murmuring. Not far from them was a police car.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Shit! You heard that McCaulthy!” says Sergeant Morales. “Yes I did sir,” whispers McCaulthy in shock. “This shit ain’t working!” yells Morales at the radio. It wasn’t working, it was just a fuss. All was static. “Holy crap… this could be worst than that God forsaken missile” says Morales. &lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Crossing the street, Alexandra was trying to get some sense into a paralyzed Dwayne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;”You need to do something!” yells Alexandra. Then, like waking up, Dwayne twitches his eyes. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“In the nine minutes or so I have remaining I can’t defuse the bombs, I need to stop the trains and get as many people out as possible” says Dwayne. “That’s my boy! Now go!” yells Alexandra. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But then a loud explosion is heard. Dwayne quickly turns around and sees cars on fire and flying in the air, about to fall to the pavement. In the middle of the avenue was a man, a hulky black guy with short hair and a scar that crosses his nose, with his huge chest exposed and black pants. He had a chain on his hand and was staring at Dwayne.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“It can’t be,” says Dwayne. “We oughta play little man!” yells the man as he slowly walks towards Dwayne, with the fire surrounding him. His smile was a psychotic one… he was a sadistic murderer. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;A battle against time itself has begun…&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Authors Note: The special 'feature' that was going to be added today (which was an illustration of the Iusta Vindicta reunited) has been delayed until further notice, when our artist (Anna!) has some free time and can do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35934131-8931691638798876920?l=omenofchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/8931691638798876920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35934131&amp;postID=8931691638798876920&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35934131/posts/default/8931691638798876920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35934131/posts/default/8931691638798876920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/2007/01/chapter-xxv-ardente-vindicta.html' title='Chapter XXV: Ardente Vindicta'/><author><name>Relix</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35934131.post-4833006982109460252</id><published>2007-01-22T18:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T18:59:57.630-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter XXIV: Coming of the Lord</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;Chapter XXIV: Coming of the Lord&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It was a very rainy night all of a sudden. Lightning was falling wildly across &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;New York&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:State&gt;’s skyscrapers. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Below in the streets a single man is seen walking in the streets of External Queens, the poorest section of all NNYC, close to the remains of the old &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Queens&lt;/st1:place&gt;. People live in the streets and heat themselves with barrels with fire. It is a secluded place from the other civilization. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;He’s wearing some brown robes with a shroud covering his face as he slowly walks, heading towards an unspecified place. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Poor humans…” he whispers as he takes a sharp turn to the left and walks towards a very dark alley between two destroyed buildings. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I hadn’t ever seen such a weird guy before” says a beggar to his companion beggar. “He must be part of that weird group reuniting there…” says the beggar, pointing his finger at the left building. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The man, with leather black gloves, turns the doorknob, but it was stuck, closed. A man moves a sliding window in the top of the door, and with his eyes he sees the man’s covered face.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“What shit ya’ want her, hu’?” says the man. “Open the door” says the man in the robes. “I ain’t opening no door!” replies the man inside the building. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The man with the shroud then stares at the doorknob. Slowly it begins to break, until it is crushed in tiny pieces and the door opens.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“What da’ fuck!” says the man when all of the sudden the door is sent flying back at over 45 miles per hour, crushing the poor guy inside. The man in the shroud enters the building. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Where is Alexander Dimitri” says the man in the shroud with a far more serious tone. The injured man, a hulky black guy with short hair and a scar that crosses his nose replies: “Second level”. The man in the shroud then turns around, but in front of him, in the entrance of the staircase that lead upwards was a fat woman. She was wearing a hat, or more like a helmet with Viking horns. She had two red-haired ponytails that fell over her big shoulders. Her eyes were amazingly yellow and her lips were a bit fat. She was also wearing what seemed to be an Viking armor with no sleeves whatsoever. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“My name is Helga sweetheart” the woman replies. “I’ve come to see Alexander Dimitri” says the man. “He’s waiting for you upstairs” replies Helga. The shrouded man then walks towards the stairs. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Sweetheart… I’ll guide you” says Helga as she moves her hand towards the man’s shroud. “Touch me and you are dead” says the man. “Come on” says Helga with a big smile (literally). &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The man is guided upstairs to a room with a huge David star in the ceiling and in the floor a huge eye drawn. It looked more like the room of a rich man than that of a poor man. Sitting in what looked to be a very expensive chair made in gold was a man with long black hair and sharp eyes. His neck was a big skinny. He was obviously young, maybe 30 years old. His eyes were as black as the void of space and his skin was white as bread. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The man in the shroud slowly takes it off. In a few seconds it is revealed that he is in fact Lucian, BIO 002b. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“This throne is for you, my Lord” says Alexander as he stands up from the chair (which he refers as a throne). &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“We are the Iusta Vindicta” says Alexander. “I know” says Lucian as he walks towards the chair. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“When I woke up the first thing I was programmed for was to find your organization here” says Lucian as he sits on the ‘throne’. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“And the first thing we were told was to wait for the coming of our God” says Alexander. “Then… I am that God” says Lucian. “Yes, my Lord” replies Alexander. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Now we can crush humanity, and extract our revenge out of those fools who created us! We shall now become the rulers of this World!” says Alexander. “Isn’t possessing a world too cliché?” asks Lucian. “What?” asks Alexander, obviously disappointed.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“No, the world is too small for me. I am meant to conquer the whole universe. I am the vessel created to extend the reach of our kind not only to this world, but to other planets. You see… I can adapt to any living situation, so I can live anywhere. I just need a place to deposit my… seed so I can procreate my kind… the kind of NanoBIO. But that name… isn’t it too technical? My race shall from now on be called the… Nanonians? I’ll name it later…” says Lucian staring at Alexander. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Your seed can be deposited with our fellow Helga here” says Alexander as he stares at Helga. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“No… ironically, I can only deposit it with a Human” says Lucian. “Why is that, Sir?” asks Alexander. “A prank of those who created me. Think of it as a measure to keep a bit of humanity left as I extend my reach to other planets” replies Lucian. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Anyway…. Sir, tomorrow night will be the arrival of all our fellow NanoBIO members, so you can get to meet them and we then decide what course of action we shall take” says Alexander. “Yeah…” says Lucian. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Immediately Helga begins to sing, with quite an angelical voice. She was signing an opera.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“For you, my Lord” says Alexander. The lyrics couldn’t be understood very well, but Lucian seemed to enjoy Helga’s angelical voice. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;- - - - - - - - - - &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;At 12:17AM the McBathy’s restaurant was still open. In there, Alexandra, Kevin and Machi waited for the return of Dwayne and Alphonse, and their wait was rewarded when the two of them arrived at the restaurant. Chloe and Uncle Martin were also been waiting, but Martin (trusting his nephew a lot) when to sleep early. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Geesh, why take so long?” asks Kevin, practically half asleep. “Dammit Dwayne, at least give me a freaking call” says Alexandra, obviously mad at Dwayne. “Sorry, but the batteries ran out… heh…. Heh…” says Dwayne with quite a stupid smile all over his face. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“You guys are crazy! Staying there, being all macho macho! I thought my dear Alphonse was killed!” says Machi. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“She doesn’t know, right?” shouts Kevin to Alexa’s ears. “Nope” she quickly replies. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Anyway, it is good you two are alright. I must now drive to my house. By the way Dwayne, next time you take a girl into your Uncle’s house let me know” says Alexandra, using her amazing sarcastic speeches. “Err…. I hadn’t told you about Chloe yet?” asks Dwayne. “No you dumbass. But she and I had a great conversation, right Chloe?” asks Alexa, staring at the young girl. “Yeah!” replies Chloe. “Anyway, got to go, my parents are worried” says Alexandra. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Take care Alexa” says Dwayne, putting his cheek like getting ready for a kiss, but Alexandra just passed by him. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Hey!” says Dwayne in a very humorous way (high pitched and almost yelling). “No kisses today, being an ass all night” says Alexandra as she stares at him, opening the door of her car. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Alexandra, can you take me?” asks Machi from inside the restaurant. “Sure!” says Alexandra. “But I wanted to take you!” says Kevin. “Sorry” replies Machi, showing her tongue to him. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I will never be loved” says Kevin, head down and sighing. Chloe meanwhile was yawning. “Go to bed” says Dwayne as Alexandra left with Machi. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Yeah, I’ll do that. Come on Tobbie” she says as she walks upstairs and waves goodbye at the trio of men standing below in the restaurant. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Now you became the beggar savior?” asks Kevin to Dwayne. “Shut up” says Dwayne with a smile. “With your permission Dwayne, but can I question that girl later?” asks Alphonse. “Why do that?” asks Dwayne. “She might know something we don’t. She’s a beggar, so she must come from the External Queens area, and there a lot of gossip is passed down between them.” Says Alphonse. “No, wrong. Remember she just recently woke up” replies Dwayne. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Wait, is that girl a… err… ‘special’ girl like you guys?” asks Kevin. “More like Alphonse” replies Dwayne. “You know, we shouldn’t be talking about these things in front of everyone” adds Alphonse. “But… we are a team. Him, Uncle, Alexa and you and me… we are a team” says Dwayne.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Good point!” says Kevin. “Kev, go to your house now… I also need a bit of sleep” says Dwayne. “Fine…” replies Kevin. “I should rest too…” says Alphonse.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Then see you guys later!” says Dwayne. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35934131-4833006982109460252?l=omenofchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/4833006982109460252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35934131&amp;postID=4833006982109460252&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35934131/posts/default/4833006982109460252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35934131/posts/default/4833006982109460252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/2007/01/chapter-xxiv-coming-of-lord.html' title='Chapter XXIV: Coming of the Lord'/><author><name>Relix</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35934131.post-7487006187559748415</id><published>2007-01-20T13:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T14:02:02.728-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter XXIV Delayed!</title><content type='html'>So, this is just a quick and sweet post. Chapter XXIV has been obviously delayed until Monday January 22 (that's in two days if you can't count!). The reasons are simple:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) One of my three (yes, three) Toy poodles (dogs if you don't know =P) got VERY sick and had to get her to an hospital. Sadly, the dog died last night before I could post the chapter, and as a result delayed it. She was my 'second' favorite dog :-(.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I was going to post the chapter today, but I am working with a fellow friend (hey Anna!) to make a special feature for Chapter XXV (which WAS going to be released this Monday). She's gone missing and so I haven't received the 'feature' from her yet. So, the delay will give me 7 additional days to get in contact with her and have it ready for next Friday (Jan 26).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a quick schedule, and I promise I will follow this strictly:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jan 22: Chapter XXIV&lt;br /&gt;Jan 26: Chapter XXV&lt;br /&gt;Jan 29: Chapter XXVI&lt;br /&gt;Feb 2: Chapter XXVII&lt;br /&gt;Feb 5: Chapter XXVIII&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, this is the FIRST time a 'cannon' Chapter has been delayed, so excuse me for this. Hopefully, you won't get mad with me and stop reading the blook =P. At least I can assure you that the above schedule will be spot on and there will be no further delays (even if the 'feature' doesn't get here in time). Have a nice day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35934131-7487006187559748415?l=omenofchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/7487006187559748415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35934131&amp;postID=7487006187559748415&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35934131/posts/default/7487006187559748415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35934131/posts/default/7487006187559748415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/2007/01/chapter-xiv-delayed.html' title='Chapter XXIV Delayed!'/><author><name>Relix</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35934131.post-8836188369184529090</id><published>2007-01-15T20:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T20:33:36.870-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter XXIII:  GenoBIOs</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;Chapter XXIII:&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;GenoBIOs&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Golden Streaks… OUT!” says the man in the brown jacket as he draws a long Magnum .47 from his jacket. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Fighting with guns? HAH!” says the man in the tuxedo as he raises his left arm, holding it in an upwards position. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Is this the … what? Third time we fight, Maxwell?” asks the man in the white tuxedo. “&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Adrian&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;… you deviated from your path, and so I must eliminate you!” says the man in the brown jacket, called Maxwell. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Alphonse was listening to the conversation, every single word said.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Maxwell pulls the trigger and shoots the steel bullet. Above the man in the tuxedo a ring of fire forms.&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“GenoBIO for sure…” thinks Alphonse. “DIE MAXWELL!” yells &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Adrian&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; as he lowers his left arm. His eye grows an inch or so and with a surprising speed he evades the incoming bullet. The ring of fire then surrounds Maxwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;”Damn freak” he says, surrounded now by the fire. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I won’t stand any longer restraining my powers like you guys have done for the past few years” says Adrian, who slowly begins to close his left fist. The ring of fire begins to decrease in size, slowly tightening the man inside it. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Stop!" says Alphonse. In the back of his hand a green circle appears and from his hand he throws a green fire blast. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“What!” says Adrian who receives the impact straight on his chest. The impact sends him flying backwards, crashing into the western wall of the theater. &lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“GenoBIO…” says Maxwell, who was now freed from the ring of fire as it had disappeared when &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Adrian&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; took the impact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dwayne was watching the slow battle unfold. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Golden Streaks, thank for the help, but I won’t need it” he says as his body begins to slowly disappear in front of his eyes. Immediately he appears in front of a knocked out &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Adrian&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“So, you are a GenoBIO too” says Alphonse. “Bingo, Golden Streaks” replies Maxwell, aiming his gun at &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Adrian&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;’s head. Alphonse takes action and hits the Maxwell’s gun, making it fall from his hand. “What are you doing!” says Maxwell. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“No one will die tonight” says Alphonse. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Suddenly, and like a thunder, &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Adrian&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; opens his eyes. Quickly he stands up and hits Alphonse in the stomach and then with the right elbow hits Maxwell straight in the face. He sets off running away, towards the emergency exit (with quite a speed).&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Can’t let him escape!” says Dwayne who jumps from the second level towards the first one. “Knock him out” says Dwayne. “Who, me?” says Maxwell, who was bleeding a lot from his nose. “Alphonse” says Dwayne. “This man is a GenoBIO like me Dwayne, knocking him out would take a while” says Alphonse. “I can’t do anything if he isn’t out” says Dwayne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;”DAMN YOU!” yells Maxwell who quickly punches Alphonse in the face, “I HAD HIM DAMMIT! I HAD HIM!”&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Hey!” says an angry Dwayne. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Why the hell did you have to interfere! Do you know for how much I’ve been looking for that man?” asks Maxwell.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Alphonse, with no counterattack of his own, just says “you guys are GenoBIOs like me, why are you fighting between yourselves?”&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“So, you are indeed a GenoBIO. Hah, I knew it! Yet, you didn’t hesitate to show your powers in front of your friend here” says Maxwell. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Because this friend… is…” whispers Alphonse. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;“Hopefully he’ll run scared from you now that he knows you are a monster, hah” says Maxwell, picking his gun from the floor.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Actually, no” says Dwayne. “Best friends then? Well… glad he found one” says Maxwell. “Actually… that’s not the reason” replies Dwayne, with quite a cold look in his face.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;His hair begins to spike. A dark and gothic jacket begins to appear over him. His teeth grow and his skin becomes pale, almost grayish.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“What the.. fuck…” says Maxwell, shaking. “MONSTER!” he yells as he begins to shoot Dwayne (now transformed as Crnobog at 25% of his maximum power). &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Don’t kill me dammit…” says Maxwell, falling to his knees, “But if you decide to, then cut my head off”. “I am not here to kill you” says Dwayne, in the normal “demonical” voice of Crnobog. “Then why the hell transform in front of me!” yells Maxwell in a humorous way. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“You have no right to call him a monster, when you are yourself a monster” says Dwayne. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“You don’t understand anything huh, ‘Demon Hero’” says Maxwell. “What do I need to understand?” asks Dwayne, now reverting back to his normal self. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“We GenoBIOs are experiments from the government. Our DNA was altered so we could use far more of our brain power. Aside from that, we were given each special powers. For example, I can disappear, that man &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Adrian&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; can create a ring of fire and crush his opponents with it, and golden streaks here can use green fire. After we were thrown in this world by those assholes we were just taught the basic stuff we needed. In order for society to accept us, we restrained from ever using our powers. Recently, a small group of GenoBIOs have decided to rebel against society’s rules and are acting on their own, using their powers freely. We, ‘good’ GenoBIOs formed our own small group to hunt them down and let the normal humans live their lives normally. &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Adrian&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; is a member of the ‘evil’ GenoBIO group, and I was hunting him down. Those guys are so far low profile, nothing you hear on the media much. But slowly, they are growing in numbers.” Narrates Maxwell.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“How did I expect this to happen…” says Alphonse. “So, if they grow in number they’ll become a much bigger threat” says Dwayne. “Wow, nice smartass” replies Maxwell with a smile, “but you know, it was surprising to see the ‘Demon Hero’ here, that was very much unexpected, but now that I have seen you I need to ask of you a favor. Help us hunt them down! They are scattered in Europe and &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;USA&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;, we need to eliminate them until they become a bigger threat”. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“How many GenoBIOs are there?” asks Dwayne. “To tell you the truth, I have no frigging clue, but there are some hundred out there” replies Maxwell. “How many are in your group?” asks Dwayne. “We are like… four” answers Maxwell. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“And them?”. “They are over 15” “Four vs. Fifteen you say” “Yes I do, but if you join us we would be a force of like a thousand! They can’t stand a chance against a NanoBIO”&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Dwayne, this is serious…” says Alphonse. “The government doesn’t keep track of their own creations?” asks Dwayne. “It looks like they aren’t giving a shit right now” replies Maxwell. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Police sirens were already being heard. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Time to get out of here” says Maxwell. “Where can we find you?” asks Dwayne. “Tell me your name and I’ll find you…”. “Dwayne Erickson, in front of McBathy’s Restaurant”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“That solves the investigation time. I’ll find you soon” says Maxwell who disappears in front of his eyes.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“That ability would come handy now…” says Dwayne, frowning as he spoke. “Agreed” “You know, I can fly, shoot lightning and fire, use telepathy, and I can’t disappear like him?” says Dwayne. “Let’s just get out of here” says Alphonse with a smile. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;- - - - - -&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The two men stand over a tall building in &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Manhattan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;. “What should we do?” asks Dwayne to Alphonse. “GenoBIOs fighting between themselves… that’s what we needed. I say Dwayne… that we should keep a neutral stance for now. I will further investigate this…” replies Alphonse. “Geesh, the only free day I take in a month or two and it gets royally screwed. Alexa will kill me” says Dwayne, head down. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“She must understand that it is your duty, the duty you chose, to protect the people living here. She must understand that you must do it at all costs” says Alphonse.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I know… but she… When I looked at her eyes in the theater her eyes were full of courage, it is like she wanted to take matters on her own hands, and I don’t want her to face so many dangers” replies Dwayne. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“If those who created us saw you…. They would not believe it. The human they created has fallen in love and is taking care of others”.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“But the question is… am I really human?”&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Tell me… tell me what you have that is not human, aside from your special powers? Everything. You have a body, a mind, a heart, muscles, skin and can even give and receive love” replies Alphonse.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“After I sort out this mess of the GenoBIOs I am going to embark in a personal quest to look for my beginnings. Where was I created and for what purpose was I born” says Dwayne. “See you are a human! Those are the things humans question themselves” says Alphonse with a smile. “Yeah..” whispers Dwayne with a shy smile of his own. “Let’s return….” Concludes Alphonse. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;The Lord will soon rise…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35934131-8836188369184529090?l=omenofchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/8836188369184529090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35934131&amp;postID=8836188369184529090&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35934131/posts/default/8836188369184529090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35934131/posts/default/8836188369184529090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/2007/01/chapter-xxiii-genobios.html' title='Chapter XXIII:  GenoBIOs'/><author><name>Relix</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35934131.post-6179547494997462858</id><published>2007-01-12T21:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T21:15:14.785-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter XXII: Awakening of the Lord</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;Chapter XXII: Awakening of the Lord&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Pass me the drill” says a man, dressed in surgeon’s clothing. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;There was him…. BIO 002b… lying over a cold steel bed, with a huge white light over him. His face was covered by a handkerchief. Many scientists were stitching him back up, after having opened his skin and body. The one directing them was a short old man, bald on top of the head but with lots of hair at the sides. His glasses where very clear and he had a goatee. He had a plaque that read “Dr. Hyde”. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Behind the thick glass window was a man….. Mr. P.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Sir, what did you call me for?” asks David. “To see the dawn of the new human race. Perfected and with no faults… this is the day I’ve been telling you for one long year” says the mysterious man. “Nothing would make me happier than to see that!” says David. “This enhanced human, this perfect human… is already programmed for one thing. Extermination of the human race” replies the man. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;* gulp * “Yes sir” replies David. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;“Rise…. Lucian”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;BIO 002b’s fingers begin to move. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Dr. Hyde proceeds to remove the handkerchief from his face. “Doctor?” asks a female surgeon. “This is the best” says Hyde. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;His hair is golden, quite long too (it reaches below his shoulders). His face is perfect, no error in it. Slowly he opens his eyes…. Revealing the blue hazel eyes he possesses. His skin is white, yet it has a “tan”. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“What’s your name?” asks Dr. Hyde. “My name…” he replies with a manly, yet sweet voice “… is Lucian”.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Immediately lighting begins to surround his perfect body.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“What is this!” says one of the scientists operating him. “The Lord of the Abyss…” whispers Hyde as he witness Lucian floating over the steel bed. The blanket that he had below his stomach had fallen down, revealing his white underwear. From his body he begins to shoot lightning at everything surrounding him. &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Sparks&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; begin to fall like a torrential rain. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Put on the alarm!” yells one of the scientists. Suddenly the hermetic doors begin to close. “They are trapping us!” yells a female scientist. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Shit…” says Dr. Hyde as he witnesses his creation come to life. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Pathetic humans” says Lucian as he extends his arm and aims at three scientists who were trying to stop one of the doors from closing. From his fingers he shoots lightning which quickly kills the three of them. Agony yells were heard as their bodies fell to the cold ceramic floor. The lights were slowly being destroyed by Lucian and all that remained now was the light of the sparks and the light generated by Lucian’s electric body. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Outside of the facility a helicopter was already setting flight. Inside it was Mr. P and David, who was looking through the window like a kid in his first trip. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“It’s a demon!” yells one of the scientists inside the facility. “Demon… that is lowly. Make me the Devil….” Says Lucian as he grabs the man by the neck and breaks it. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;He extends his hands to both sides. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;“BIO 002b…” &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“They betrayed me…” whispers Dr. Hyde as he shakes, hiding in a corner of the room, with a mess in front of him covering his pathetic body.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Lucian, with both arms extended, moves his hands upwards. A grin draws in his face as everything inside the room begins to break and get destroyed. &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Crystals&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; shatter, sparks fly around, the floor breaks to pieces.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“WE HAVE CREATED A MONSTER!” yells the last female scientist standing as her body is suddenly squashed and broken to pieces by a seemingly invisible force. Blood spatters all over the place. The same thing happens to the two remaining scientists, except Dr. Hyde. Their bodies break to pieces as Lucian let’s go a laugh and a hellish fire begins to rise from the broken equipment. It was a total chaos…&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;His body begins to levitate. Quickly he extends his left arm, aiming at the roof of the facility. The steel covering the roof above him begins to break and eventually is sent flying away by Lucian’s psychic powers. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Dr. Hyde covers his face and looks at the wall at his right. In the shadows he sees Lucian sprouting wings and then flying away. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;David was looking through the window of the helicopter when he sees Lucian flying away in the background from the facility, which was an island in the middle of the sea, away from civilization. All David could see was like a bullet flying away from the facility. Shortly afterwards the whole facility explodes in the middle of the day. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“David… to keep a secret well hidden you mustn’t let any survivors” says the enigmatic man at David’s side, his face still could not be seen as he was looking through the other window, all that could be seen was his gentleman suit. “Yes… sir” replies David, shaking for he knew he had witnessed all that.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“But, for as long as you keep your mouth shut and do my bidding… all will be fine” replies the man. “S-S…sir! My only reason to live is to serve you!” replies David. “It better be…” whispers the mysterious man. In the background a black column of smoke could be seen coming from the destroyed facility. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Meanwhile in New New York City it was a whole new night. The city had regained most of its splendor in little time and people walked freely in the streets now that criminality was in an all-time low. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“So, what should we watch?” asks Alexandra looking at an old-school display that says “CINEMA”. “Anything as long as I don’t waste my 25 dollars…” replies Dwayne. “Hmm… Rise of Titanic sounds creepy…” says Alphonse. “Yeah it’s a new terror movie…. The Titanic comes back to live and zombies appear over it!” replies Kevin.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Along them was a young woman of about 20 years called Marriachetti…. But she was just called Machi by all. “So B-movie…” replies Machi, who had short brown hair and tomboyish look. “My God… Spider Man Strikes Back?” asks Dwayne looking at the listings. “That’s the what? Eleventh Spider Man movie? No way!” says Alexandra. “As long as we don’t watch Shrek Meets Madagascar everything is fine…” adds Machi to the conversation. “You know… we are losing time of our precious lives…” continues Dwayne. “Let’s go random…” comments Kevin. “No, in life you must be prepared and plan everything before hand, be ready for anything… random stuff doesn’t help” counters Alphonse. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The four of them just stare at the listings for a minute or two….&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Let’s just watch Rise of Titanic…” says Dwayne. “Fine” replies Alexandra. “Hope it has some good gore dammit…” says Machi. “I get scared easily!” yells Kevin. “It’s just a movie…” says Alphonse. “Don’t worry, Machi will protect you!” says Alexandra, looking at Kevin and winking at him, teasing the geeky boy. Immediately he blushes. “Sorry, but I like masculine men… like Alphonse” says Machi with a smile looking at the blonde-haired man. “MASCULINE! HIM! HAHAHAHA!” yells Kevin laughing at the tall man… who had a feminine touch all over him. “Well… this man can rip your head off in a second” says Alphonse, looking down at the glass-wearing young man. “See! He’s so cool!” says Machi. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Let’s just go in…hehehe” says Dwayne with a stupid smile all over his face. They group slowly enters the Cinema, with Kevin behind.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I got turned down…” he was whispering.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The group sits in the middle row of the theater, which was quite full of people.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“It better be good…” says Machi as she stares at the movie, which had now started&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Minutes fly by… all five of them watching the “B-Class” movie where the Titanic and its crew returned as a ghost ship and haunted the seas. The five were enjoying the movie, except Machi who was trying all she could to gain Alphonse’s attention.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Suddenly a corner in the theater room explodes. Yells are immediately heard.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“What is that!?” yells Machi (scared to death). “Alphonse!” says Dwayne. “What the..:” whispers Alphonse. Standing in front of the projection was a man with a brown jacket and gold stripes. His hair was long and curly (quite bad too), and reaches his neck. He has some facial hair and a scar around his right eye (like a semi-circle). &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;In front of him is a man with a white tuxedo. He has short, spiky blonde hair and wears small glasses. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“What the…” says Alphonse.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Time to kill you” says the man with the brown jacket.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“We’ll see…” replies the man in the white tuxedo. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I’ll manage this” says Alphonse as he jumps from his seat all the way to the corridor in the first level. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Human… get out of the way…” says the man in the white tuxedo, looking at Alphonse. “Human?” says Alphonse with a grin. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Alexa, get out of here” says Dwayne. “But..” she replies. “Now!” he says. “Why is Alphonse down there with those men!” yells Machi. “Ok, time to become a hero… COME MACHI!” yells Kevin as he grabs the girl and pulls her away from the chair. The theater was already emptying, with people trying to escape. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Take care, Dwayne” says Alexandra to him as she walks away. “Sure” he replies, now turning his sight to the men below. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Are you guys GenoBIOs?” asks Alphonse. “Interesting…” whispers the man in the tuxedo. “Hey you, golden streaks, get out of here. This is a fight between us” says the man with the brown jacket. “Golden streaks… nice” says Alphonse. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Alphonse… need support?” asks Dwayne, who was still in the second level. “Doubt it” replies the man. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35934131-6179547494997462858?l=omenofchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/6179547494997462858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35934131&amp;postID=6179547494997462858&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35934131/posts/default/6179547494997462858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35934131/posts/default/6179547494997462858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/2007/01/chapter-xxii-awakening-of-lord.html' title='Chapter XXII: Awakening of the Lord'/><author><name>Relix</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35934131.post-1223783940492517126</id><published>2007-01-07T15:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T15:21:00.200-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter XXI: Flow of Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lord of the Abyss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;Prologue:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;Dwayne Erickson is a young man 22 years old, living in a rebuilt New York City after the events of World War III in year 2014. He’s a promising man, studying in the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;University&lt;/st1:PlaceType&gt; of &lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;NNYC&lt;/st1:PlaceName&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;, but he doesn’t remember anything since before his 18 years. One day, he surprisingly unleashes a power that he had hidden inside, a power consisting of nanomachines and engineered genes. After witnessing his Aunt die in front of his eyes he decides to take justice in his own hands, and use the power he has to become some kind of super hero. But where do these nanomachines and genes come from? The only clue that exists is that he was created as part of a project called NanoBIO, which has a branch also called the GenoBIO, and all this information was told to Dwayne by a enigmatic man called Alphonse, who is revealed to be a creation of the GenoBIO project, and that a man called Dr. Hyde is the “creator” of these projects, funded by quite possibly the United States of America. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Dwayne when unleashes his power becomes into some kind of wretched monster-humanoid, more like a demon-humanoid, with pale almost gray skin and long nails. As he begins his quest to get rid of criminality the first stone is set in front of him: his own Professor of Biology, a man called Arthur, who using his previous knowledge as a scientist in the Nano and GenoBIO projects, makes a exosqueleton similar to that of medieval Knight armor and decides to name himself Mordred. Dwayne, called by the people the “demon hero” battles Mordred several times, until Mordred himself discovers who Dwayne really is. He takes action and kidnaps Dwayne’s platonic love: Alexandra. Thus begins a race against time as Mordred shoots a Electromagnetic Pulse Missile right into &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Manhattan&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;, destroying most of the infrastructure. Finally, Mordred ‘kills’ Dwayne, but the nanomachines awaken and begin to evaporate the blood surrounding him, reviving Dwayne and transforming him into a real demon with black wings, referring to himself as Crnobog. Finally, Crnobog saves Alexandra and kills Mordred, not before being attacked by &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;US&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; Aircraft. At the end, Dwayne, Alexandra, Alphonse, Uncle Martin and his friend Kevin form a small alliance. At the end of the first arc, a enigmatic man referred just as “Mr. P” is seen with David, a man who had been following Dwayne’s every action, in a laboratory where another man is seen lying atop a cold bed (similar to Dwayne). The enigmatic man just refers as that man as “BIO 002a’s brother, The Second Grand Weapon”, BIO 002a being Crnobog’s project name. From here on is where the second arc picks up, ‘The Lord of the Abyss’. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;Chapter XXI: Flow of Time&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Here is CNN with the News! NASA Finally completes the Universal Space Station at the cost of 75 Billion dollars. The new ship will orbit in a middle point between Earth and the Moon! The Dire- ”&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Cool” says Dwayne looking at the now turned off holographic projector. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;One year had passed since the EMP fell over New New York City and Mordred had died. With an investment of over $100 Billion the city was in the process of reconstructing the electronic infrastructure of the City. The Stock Exchange had plummeted for months, but it had not driven the &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;United States&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; into a depression as many expected. Electricity working, the subway was working, the traffic lights were working, everything was slowly returning to normal.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Dwayne, as Crnobog, had been protecting the city since then, along Alphonse which had proven to be a valuable ally. Even Kevin had joined him, helping with information and communications. Alexandra was always backing Dwayne from away, but their relation hadn’t progressed much, mostly because Dwayne did not want to put her in harm’s way. Still, they had formed a nice team (with Uncle Martin providing the food and old men Grauchy and Carlos cheering them from away). Criminality was in an all-time low in NNYC. Crnobog wasn’t only protecting NNYC now though; he was also traveling to other cities and even other countries and lending his power. Of course, his identity was still under wraps for most people, still calling him the “Demon hero”. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Nice day” says Dwayne as he looks out the window, looking at the street below. Suddenly someone knocks at the door.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“It’s open” replies Dwayne, staring at the wooden door. The doorknob slowly tilts and the door opens. On the other side was Alexandra. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Alexa” he says. “Today’s Saturday you know. Wanna go to the movies or something?” she asks. “Sure, who’s going?” asks Dwayne. “I think Frances and Katherine are going” replies the young woman. “No problem, let’s go… to whatever place you want” replies Dwayne. “Fine… I’ll call you later. Have some work today until 6PM. I’ll call you” says Alexandra. “No problem”&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Alright, you better go” says Alexandra as she closes the door. “Hmm… now that reminds me Uncle called me to help with something” thinks Dwayne. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A few minutes later, Dwayne goes down and heads towards the McBathy’s Food Restaurant, which was barely a few feet away (just cross the street). He crosses the wide road and reaches the sidewalk. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Sir” says a female voice. Dwayne turns his head to the left and sees a young girl of about 17 years with a dirty white t-shirt, muddy and scrapped. She was holding a small can. Her hair was dark and long, almost reaching her waist. Impressively it didn’t look dirty and was very straight. Her eyes were almost jet black. She was also using black short pants. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I am just asking if you have some money around” says the girl with a sweet voice. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Are you hungry?” asks Dwayne. “Yeah, very much sir. I just want the money to eat” says the girl. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Come with me, I’ll give you food” says Dwayne, pointing his finger at his Uncle’s restaurant. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“No! I can’t… I… I am too dirty” she whispers. “Pfft, that doesn’t matter. Come on” says Dwayne, extending his left hand and grabbing the girl’s right arm.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Eat all you can” says a smiling Dwayne, pulling her into the restaurant.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Uncle, give this girl food. Anything” he says. “Oh now in spring time you dedicate to beggar rescue?” asks Uncle Martin. “Uncle…” says Dwayne, in a tone of scolding. “Just kidding. Girl, ask for anything you want” says Martin. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Is this really fine?” asks the girl. “Yeah” replies Dwayne. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Martin gives her some meat soup. “Just a starter. I am preparing you a big turkey sandwich and some pizza” says Martin with a smile. “Thank you” says the girl, with a glimmer in her eyes. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;She begins to eat the hot soup as fast as she can. Dwayne was just staring at her with eyes of pity. As she finishes her first bowl of soup and Martin puts the turkey sandwich in front of her, Dwayne asks: “What is your name?”&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Aw let her eat Dwayne” says Martin. “No, it’s alright. My name is Chloe” replies the young girl. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Chloe..:” whispers Dwayne. The girl then gets to eat the turkey sandwich. Shortly afterward the pizza also arrives.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Want some pizza?” asks Chloe to Dwayne (who was now cleaning the tables). “Nah it’s alright. Thanks for the offer though” says Dwayne with a smile. “Ok” she says. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Finally the girl gets done eating the Pizza.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Thanks” she says, standing up from the chair. “Where are you going now?” asks Dwayne. “Somewhere… I also got to feed my dog Tobbie. He’s sick…” replies Chloe. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“If you want we can look for your dog and take him to a veterinary. Actually, you can take a bath here and we could get you some clothes” says Dwayne. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“No please. It would be much bother” the girl replies. “Uncle can help, right Uncle?” asks Dwayne, staring at Martin who was preparing some pizza for other customers. “Yeah sure” he replies. “See?” says Dwayne. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Well, I only ask to take care of Tobbie. He’s the only thing I have in this world” she says. “Then lets look for him” replies Dwayne. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Both of them go outside and begin to walk together.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“So, Chloe… where are your parents?” asks Dwayne to the young girl.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I have none” she softly replies. “No parents? Impossible… who gave birth to you then?” asks Dwayne with a gentle smile. “I don’t know… I woke up some months ago in an alley…” she replies. “What?!?” says Dwayne, obviously surprised. “Yeah, it’s weird. I don’t remember anything from before…” the girl says. “That’s… weird..” replies Dwayne.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Along the way they chat of some other things… like how is it living in the streets, life of a college boy, etc.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;They reach an alley with some boxes around. “Tobbie, come here” says the girl. From beneath the boxes a brown dog (actually… its more like dirt) appears. His hair is full of knots, and he cheerfully runs towards Chloe. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“This is Tobbie” she says, holding the dog with both hands (and he licking her face). “Nice doggie” says Dwayne with a funny smile. “Come on, lets give him a bath and take him to the veterinary” says Dwayne. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;They return to McBathy’s Restaurant and wash the dog, which now has gray fur. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Here” says Martin, handing the girl some clothes, “take a shower and put those on” he says. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Everything proceeds as planned. She changes clothes (and they fit perfectly), take the dog to the veterinary and then return. It was almost 5PM now.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I am going to the cinema now but… hem…” says Dwayne to the girl after having returned. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Let her stay here. I’ve got an empty room upstairs” says Martin. “Really Uncle?” asks Dwayne. “Yeah… I got to put my grain also. You decided to help the girl and I will also help her” says Martin. “Thanks Uncle… hear Chloe? You will have a room now” says Dwayne. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Thank you” replies the girl with a tear about to fall from her eyes. Immediately she hugs Dwayne and then lets him go and hugs Martin. “No problem” says Dwayne with a big smile. Someone then appears at the door.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Dwayne” says Alphonse (who still has the blonde-long hair and still as cool looking). “I need to tell you something” says Dwayne. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Both walk outside.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“That girl…” says Dwayne. “What is it?” asks Alphonse. “She says she doesn’t remember her past… it’s…” says Dwayne. “Maybe she’s a GenoBIO experiment” replies Alphonse. “You think so?” asks Dwayne. “I woke up five years ago in a motel…” replies Alphonse. Dwayne stares at Alphonse for a few seconds. “You sure you weren’t doing anything before that?!” replies Dwayne who then burst into laughs. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“All of GenoBIO’s experiments wake up like that” says Alphonse. “Ooh…” says Dwayne. Suddenly he receives a call.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Hello Alexandra” he says. “You better be ready!” she says. “Alright” he says. “I invited Kevin… you could also invite Alphonse” she says. “Nah, I doubt he likes movies” says Dwayne staring at him. “You know… I am not an alien. I watch movies” replies Alphonse. “What are we seeing anyway?” asks Dwayne. “As long as it isn’t Star Wars vs. Star Trek 2 it’s alright” replies Alexandra. “Ooook…” says Dwayne. “So, get ready… I am picking you up. Tonight I drive!” she says. “Oh my God…” replies Dwayne. “WHAT?!” says Alexandra. “No, nothing! Heheh! Replies Dwayne as he begins to sweat. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Want to go?” asks Dwayne after Alexandra drops the call. “Well… there will be crime…” says Alphonse. “You know, we also have the right to have some fun” says Dwayne. “Fine” replies Alphonse.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Dwayne then looks inside the restaurant and sees Martin guiding Chloe upstairs.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“That girl is special…” says Dwayne. “Of thousands of beggars in NNYC… why her?” asks Alphonse. “She just seemed… different” says Dwayne as he stares at the girl walking upstairs (dog on hands too).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;Far away from NNYC… something was about to happen….&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35934131-1223783940492517126?l=omenofchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/1223783940492517126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35934131&amp;postID=1223783940492517126&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35934131/posts/default/1223783940492517126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35934131/posts/default/1223783940492517126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/2007/01/chapter-xxi-flow-of-time.html' title='Chapter XXI: Flow of Time'/><author><name>Relix</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35934131.post-4772231958717611520</id><published>2007-01-04T14:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T14:48:47.429-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lord of the Abyss on track!</title><content type='html'>So, I'll begin this by saying I am extremely sorry for the fact that I didn't continue the "Making of Genesis" series, but I noticed it is taking me too much time to think of things while also working on the plot of Lord of the Abyss. If you noticed, January 7th is a Sunday... I am releasing the first chapter earlier than normal because the 8th I will be in a business trip to start up... well, my business. Jan 12, a Friday, will then continue the normal release schedule, and then Monday Jan 15th the other chapter and so on. Frankly, I am a bit slow on writing with only 4 full chapters already done before the release, but I am picking up speed. Also, blame it on the Wii and Zelda: Twilight Princess that my time has decreased so much =P. So yeah, don't leave the blook because the updates are coming soon! And I can build the hype by saying the plot is turning to be way better than I even expected, and that it will be VERY epic.... So, wait for it! See you guys in January 7th for the "Premiere"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Happy New Year 2007 for all you guys! Hope you had great fun (I did!) and that you have a very good 2007!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35934131-4772231958717611520?l=omenofchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/4772231958717611520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35934131&amp;postID=4772231958717611520&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35934131/posts/default/4772231958717611520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35934131/posts/default/4772231958717611520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/2007/01/lord-of-abyss-on-track.html' title='Lord of the Abyss on track!'/><author><name>Relix</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35934131.post-5529947010598776276</id><published>2006-12-26T11:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T11:52:51.683-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>Yes, I know I am awfully late... but excuse me =P. Family and Wii are taking my life away, leaving me with little time. Still, to all those who celebrated X-Mas Day.... Merry Christmas! Hope you are enjoying any gifts you have gotten =P. Well, tomorrow I shall post Part 2 of Making the Genesis arc! * Wee! Feels important! *. I am going slow, because ... well, I need to have the content spread out by when Lord of the Abyss arc begins in January 7, 2007 (177!). So, tomorrow... Part 2 of the making! See you guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35934131-5529947010598776276?l=omenofchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/5529947010598776276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35934131&amp;postID=5529947010598776276&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35934131/posts/default/5529947010598776276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35934131/posts/default/5529947010598776276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/2006/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>Relix</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35934131.post-8753191311160949459</id><published>2006-12-23T11:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T11:34:25.437-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Creation of Genesis I</title><content type='html'>First of all, excuse me for this post being one day late (first time this ever happens!), but as you know, Christmas shopping takes a really nice WHILE (to the point my feet are almost swollen). Second excuse: My chair broke and I am using a small, crappy ass one that hurts my waist... I can't sit down here for much or it will HURT. Anyway, since there won't be a "Filler" story as I had told you guys, then I'll stretch out as much as I can the "Making of Genesis". You know, like movies? Yeah, we are THAT important! We even have a a Making of series!.....-_- ...... Anyway, today I will start with "How did the characters pop up?". Like... how did the whole mess of creating a blook start!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Creation of the Characters and Setting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;oooo! Everything began in October 17th, at 6PM or so (just a guesstimate). I had just finished watching the anime series Trinity Blood, which was cool and all, but just didn't deliver that WOW feel I wanted to have. Then I thought that having a cool hero, with Dark Wings, pale, gothic clothing, sharp teeth and red eyes was too awfully cool to pass up. So I decided to base my protagonist around that model... an "Apocalyptic" monster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to my nice drawing board (Microsoft Word!!) and put on my inspiration music. Just so you know, I got to have music running while I write or think! I especially have a lot of OSTs, ranging from the Bleach OST all the way to the Trinity Blood OST. I have quite a lot of them... plus choral and instrumental music (Lord of the Rings and Star Wars included!). I don't know... they get the ideas to my mind! So, after firing my new Blood+ OST (OST stands for Original Soundtrack) ideas began to pop up on my mind, why not make a super hero story? There... it was set: Super Hero my hero would be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He would transform into some kind of "humanoid monster". Then I thought, why not give him an extra layer of mysticism to get over that one-sided character? I searched for mythological gods and stumbled upon a VERY cool name... Crnobog. Crnobog is the Dark God of Slavic mythology. I said... COOL! Then I looked for his "real, human" name (you know, the usual alter ego of super heroes?) ... and found Dwayne, which means Dark or Black. Ok, set... everything fits! Then came his personality... how would he be? I said, shy, smart and funny, with a strong sense of justice. So, there... I had the basic premise of my character. Before developing him further, lets set the setting, shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there... I said New York was WAY too attractive. Spider Man fought there so why not my hero.. (and Spider Man was a huge source of inspiration, especially the first six chapters).  But... I don't like to be bind by current-world stuff, it limits and kills my imagination. By then there was this mess with Korea (sup guys!)  and Israel and... etc. I said... WORLD WAR III! The sum of all fears! But I did not want WWIII to be the world destroying event many people expect. Humans are smart, so they found a way to not wipe themselves from this tiny Earth. So, New York was the center of the war and it was destroyed, later to be reconstructed as New New York City (thanks Futurama!).  So, now I had my future and fictional setting. Time to do whatever the heck I want!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was watching the awful King Arthur movie I decided to do a search on Wikipedia about him. (By the way, Wikipedia is my favorite page on the whole world, I browse that site like daily). I read about "Mordred", a fictional antagonist to Arthur.  And it popped up: My first antagonist will be called... Mordred! And his "real" name would be Arthur... see the parallel? Real him: Arthur. Bad him: Mordred. TADA! Coolness Level: 5+! (-_-).  The Rise of Mordred was set already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to Dwayne! The poor guy couldn't be left alone in the world right? Let's give him the cliché girl! Pop: Alexandra happens. And the nerdy geeky boy! Pop: Kevin appears. But he must have someone to take care of him right? Uncle Martin happens! And then the Auntie! But... it's too one dimensional isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy: Make Alexandra a bit of a tomboy who was good friends with Dwayne (you know, not the cliche of the lame ass super hero looking for the girl... screw that!). She likes to tease poor Dwayne! Then comes Kevin... err.. Kevin... let's ignore him for now, Ok? Haha! Actually, Kevin was going to have more "space" in the Genesis arc but I scrapped that up. You'll get to see more on the geek guy in the second arc!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, what about Alphonse? This character is full of spoilers so I won't spill the beans on him yet. Just, he was always meant to first appear as a "deus ex machina" (search Wikipedia or Google) and then grow as one of the most important characters in the story, some kind of sidekick to Crnobog. But trust me... he isn't!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so there we got it already! "What, you are done for today?" Me: YES! Next part of the Making is coming next week... and expect a surprise Merry Christmas post from me! Anyway, thanks for you guys sticking with me... I know many of you are! Thanks to my fans (yes, I have them!) at Sweden, Mexico, Denmark, USA, Canada, Venezuela, Israel, Egypt and many others places I can't yet remember :-P. Thank you guys, really.... See you all later then!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35934131-8753191311160949459?l=omenofchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/8753191311160949459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35934131&amp;postID=8753191311160949459&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35934131/posts/default/8753191311160949459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35934131/posts/default/8753191311160949459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/2006/12/creation-of-genesis-i.html' title='The Creation of Genesis I'/><author><name>Relix</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35934131.post-5859841526605550824</id><published>2006-12-18T09:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T09:11:10.278-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter XX: Path to the Future</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;Chapter XX: Path to the Future&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It was raining mercilessly over New New York City. News were already all over the place looking for the latest news. Everyone and everything was in chaos. And even the man who had rescued them from chaos was in his own chaos.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Crnobog flies towards &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Queens&lt;/st1:place&gt;, a now destroyed wasteland. Since World War III the place hasn’t been visited and has been in ruins, it is even prohibited to enter the area. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The weakened hero heads towards the only standing building, a church in the middle of everything. It doesn’t even have a roof and it’s pretty ruined, but it is still standing. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The hero enters the ruins of the church and the first image he sees is a crucified Jesus. He slowly walks towards that image.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;“What am I?” &lt;/b&gt;he asks. &lt;b style=""&gt;“Why am I here? What am I doing? Why was I even created?”&lt;/b&gt; were questions Crnobog had in his head. Shortly afterwards he falls to his knees and stares at the image in front of him. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;His hair slowly comes down and his wings slowly disappear, kind of evaporating. His nails retract to their normal size, and his teeth turn back to their normal self. Still, Dwayne was in some sort of Crnobog transformation, maybe a 10% of his total power. He was still wearing the Crnobog clothes. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Why…” says Dwayne as tears begin to fall from his eyes. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Never have I questioned why I am like this. But now… after this… Who the hell am I?” says Dwayne as he puts his forehead over the dusty floor, “For what real purpose was I created?”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;The young man raises his head and stares at the image once again. “Why did you allow this to happen?” he asks, questioning the Jesus in front of him. “Shouldn’t you have power of all creatures? Why did you allow them to create life!” yells Dwayne. “I am alone in this world…” he finally says staring at some broken glasses at his left. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I swore to protect the people… yet I allowed so many to die. I allowed this to happen to the people. I am only one man that can’t protect the whole world like I thought I could! I can only rescue some, not everyone! Why was that power not given to me?!?!” finally yells Dwayne. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I should just die… I am an anomaly in this world. I am all alone… I can’t risk putting those who I love in danger. I can’t…. from now on I shall be alone” says Dwayne. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A female voice then is heard: “You are not alone”. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Quickly Dwayne turns his head around to see Alexandra, Uncle Martin and Alphonse in the entrance of the ruined church&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“You…” whispers Dwayne. “I took the freedom of following you and took them here” says Alphonse. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“You are not alone Dwayne” says Alexandra. Dwayne quickly turns his sights to the floor beneath him. “I put you and Uncle Martin in danger…” whispers Dwayne. “Yeah, but we are alive, right?” asks Martin. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Dwayne, this is not the moment to breakdown…” says Alphonse. “It will never be the moment for breakdown… I selected this path and I need to save all the people I can… yet I am not as powerful as I thought” says Dwayne. “Be strong!” says Alphonse.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Dwayne…” whispers Alexandra as she walks towards the young man kneeling over the ground. “I am lost…” he says. “Don’t be…” she whispers. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;She also kneels close to Dwayne. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“That people out there believed you could save them, and you did save many. But you don’t have the power to chose who dies and who lives… if a person should die then that person will die” says Alexandra. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“That’s not my only problem…&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I am a thing Alexandra, a thing! I am not human nor a monster!” says Dwayne. “To me you look pretty human” she replies, “At the University, you looked pretty human to me. That day of the Grand Fiesta when you told me to leave, you still looked very human. When you caught me from falling, you looked human to me. And now… you still look human. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;You are a person Dwayne, a living being! You chose to use those powers given to you to save people and help everyone; you didn’t choose to eliminate half of the world! You have a heart, you have a conscience, you have a soul!” says Alexandra crying, “I wish I would be at least half as strong as you to also help all those close to me, all those that surround me! You have a gift, not a curse… live with it”.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Alexa…” whispers Dwayne. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I am weak, but I will work to be at least a quarter of strong as you. I also want to help people, save them” says Alexandra. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Then Alphonse says: “I also want to save people. I’ve seen so many cruel things in this short life. That’s why I looked for you Dwayne; you are kind-hearted and decided to help the people. I also want to help you save people with this power I have”.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I am an old man and all, but I can give it a good try” says Uncle Martin with a tear falling from his left eye and smiling. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Suddenly everyone got so corny…” whispers Dwayne, smiling for the first time in a long while. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Live Dwayne” says Alexandra as she gets closer to Dwayne. Slowly she opens her mouth…&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Dwayne and Alexandra kiss each other in the mouth for their first time, both kneeling over the dusty floor of the ruined church with no roof. The kiss lasted for quite some seconds.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Say it…” says Alexandra. “I won’t say it, you say it” replies Dwayne. “C’mon, say it” says Alexandra. “What if I don’t?” asks Dwayne. “It’s just three words” says Alexandra. “Don’t make sound so corny” he replies. “Say it or I’ll leave you alone here” she replies. “Ok ok… I love you” says Dwayne. “With more emotion” she asks of him. “Aw screw you! I said it already” says Dwayne. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Let’s go” says Alphonse. “Yeah… we should…” says Dwayne.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;THIS CNN WITH THE NEWS!&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“A EMP missile fell today over New New York City, south of &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Central Park&lt;/st1:place&gt;! 85% of the city has no electronics or power! &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;US&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; Aircraft attacked the Demon Hero who was defending the people of &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Manhattan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;! Conspiracy?”&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Mr. President…” says a man inside the White House. President Adam was sitting in front of his desk in the Presidential Room. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Nice….” Says Adam with a grin. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;In New New York City there was a party (with no power though) in the McBathy’s restaurant. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;There were many there, including Grauchy, Carlos, Kevin, Alexandra, Uncle Martin and some more.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“He left me alone” says Kevin. “Aw don’t be such a crybaby” says Alexandra. “So, how are your parents?” asks Kevin. “They are alright… my father crashed the car after the EMP fell but they are both alright, mom and dad. They said they were going to walk from Broadway to here…” the young girl replies. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Military forces were cleaning the roads off cars, and Humvees were being used for the sole use of transporting people. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Why don’t they jump in on one of the Humvees?” asks Kevin. “My father hates any military related” says Alexandra with a smile. “Hey, where’s Dwayne?” she finally asks. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Night had already fallen over New New York City, and for the first time in a very long time the stars and the ceiling of the world could be seen. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Dwayne was atop the building where McBathy’s restaurant was located. Along him was Alphonse.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Your mind yet hasn’t cleared enough?” asks Alphonse. “No, I am still confused, but I don’t want to hurt her” says Dwayne. “Dwayne… I still have some information I haven’t had the time to tell you” says Alphonse. “What is it?” asks Dwayne. “There are many more GenoBIO experiments out there, like me. I am not the only one” says Alphonse. “How many?” asks Dwayne. “Quite over a hundredth…” replies the blonde-haired man. “You think they would have bad intentions?” asks the gray-haired man. “Maybe some, but most are quiet so they can be accepted in society” says Alphonse. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Are you suggesting… we should fight the other GenoBIO?” asks Dwayne. “No… but we should be in the watch” says Alphonse. “We?” says Dwayne with a smile. “Yeah, we are a team now. I help you, you help me and so on.” Replies Alphonse. “Alright” says Dwayne, still with a smile.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;MEANWHILE….&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;David, the man of the white hair and gray coat is seen entering some facility. He walks through the very dark passages of the facility and finally reaches a door where he swipes a card. Then he gets close to the door and a machine reads his eye. The door shines green and opens. The man walks more and more and more…&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Until he reaches a very dark room with a window in front. There a man is sitting, smoking a cigar. His face can’t be seen as it is very dark.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I am back, Sir” says David. “Sit down” the other man says in a deep tone of voice. “So Mr. P…” says David as he sits by the man’s side. “I told you to stop calling me Mr. P” replies the other man. “Sorry sir” replies David, “Why did you invite me here?”.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“To see the new dawn of the Human…” replies the man. “What sir?” asks David. “You don’t think Crnobog is the only one I created, right? I need to have counter measures…” says the man. “There’s another” says David, VERY surprised. “Yup…” replies the man. The curtains covering the windows move… and a room is seen on the other side.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;Ten people are working on something….&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;A man is lying over a cold steel bed…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;His face is covered by a handkerchief&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;Over him there’s a steel sign… &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;It reads….&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;GM 00777 BIO 002b… &lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“But sir… that’s…” says David shaking. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;And then the man replies: “BIO 002a’s brother…. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;THE SECOND GRAND WEAPON!”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;The Lord of the Abyss shall soon rise…&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*Note: Expect the special on the making of the Genesis arc on Friday! Also that day await for confirmation if there will be indeed "filler" chapters until January 7, when "The Lord of the Abyss" arc is supposed to begin. Pluuuuuus, if you are lazy (like me), get this Torrent file: &lt;a href="http://torrents.thepiratebay.org/hashtorrent/3579010.torrent/%5BE-Book%5D_Omen_of_Chaos__Genesis.3579010.TPB.torrent"&gt;Click Here. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a PDF file with Chapters 1 through 20, so you have everything in once nice package! I'll upload the PDF soon to a server so Direct Download is available. Also, the Torrent (which has been posted on MANY BitTorrent sites) has already been downloaded over 25 times! Not bad =D. So, expect the "Making of the Genesis Arc" this Friday! *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35934131-5859841526605550824?l=omenofchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/5859841526605550824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35934131&amp;postID=5859841526605550824&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35934131/posts/default/5859841526605550824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35934131/posts/default/5859841526605550824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/2006/12/chapter-xx-path-to-future.html' title='Chapter XX: Path to the Future'/><author><name>Relix</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35934131.post-3491159697501960518</id><published>2006-12-15T14:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T14:33:25.070-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter XIX: The Sound of Violence</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;Chapter XIX: The Sound of Violence&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The missiles speed up as they head towards their destination. Gentle rain falls all over Crnobog’s face.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;In the Pentagon it was all expectation. Radars were being checked and information received, and in that group expecting the conclusion and death of both Mordred and Crnobog was the President of the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;United States&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; and the Defense Secretary, Winefield.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;In New New York the people looked from the streets to the skies, watching the missiles and the aircrafts.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;“This is the path I chose… the quest that I decided to embark upon. This is my battle”&lt;/b&gt; says Crnobog as he extends his scythe to the right. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;With great power he sways the scythe to the left and from it a lightning bolt is shot towards the eight missiles. The lightning quickly destroys the missiles, which explode with great strength below the skies of NNYC. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Alpha Squad Leader here, second wave!” says the leader of the team.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The eight ships shoot missiles at Crnobog again.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“&lt;b style=""&gt;Fools”.&lt;/b&gt; Immediately Crnobog jumps from the peak and flies towards the incoming missiles. Once again he sways his scythe and lightning is shot from it, lightning which causes the missiles to explode.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Attack!” says the leader. The upside-down V breaks up and three different teams of three ships begin to form. Their first task is to surround Crnobog in a circle.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The Demon hero extends his left arm, aiming at one specific ship. With haste he closes the fist and the ship he was aiming at begins to break and eventually explodes, not before having crushed the pilot inside. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“MONSTER!” was yelling a pilot from the 3&lt;sup&gt;rd&lt;/sup&gt; team, heading towards Crnobog with speed.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The demon quickly turns around and from his left hand fingers he throws lightning. The aircraft quickly explodes into tiny pieces. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Two other ships were coming his way. The chains of the scythe begin to grow to bigger proportions. He raises the scythe upside down and begins to quickly spin it. The chain hits one of the aircrafts, slicing it in two and killing the pilot in a instant, and then the same chain hits another aircraft destroying it in the process. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;What he had not noticed was that behind him a ship was coming and that it had shot two missiles. Crnobog quickly turns around but it was too late… the two missiles hit the monster directly. A dense smoke cloud covers him, but the falling demon quickly reincorporates and extends his wings.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“He used his wings as armor” says Mordred, who is watching the ongoing battle. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Crnobog eyes begin to shine red and then he looks straight at the pilot that had shot the missiles. The pilot begins to see a darkened and destroyed NNYC and from behind Crnobog a huge monster appears… it was a red and black dragon rising from beneath the Hellfire below. The pilot begins to yell and loses control of the ship. Crnobog slowly raises his left hand and shoots lightning from it, instantly destroying the ship and the panicked pilot. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“This is bad! He’s losing control!” says Alphonse as he watches the sky battle, where four aircraft remain.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Crnobog quickly avoids a storm of bullets coming at him and closes in to the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Empire&lt;/st1:PlaceName&gt;  &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;State&lt;/st1:PlaceType&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; again.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“My chance…” says Mordred as he watches the hero getting closer to him. A grin forms all over his face. Quickly he jumps from the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Empire&lt;/st1:PlaceName&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;State&lt;/st1:PlaceType&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; like a madman and grabs on Crnobog’s back. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Smell this!” says Mordred as he sprays a substance at Crnobog’s face, “have your dose of Pulse Nanomachines” he finally says.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Crnobog’s sight begins to get blurry, but he manages to shake Mordred off and send him straight back at the roof of &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Empire&lt;/st1:PlaceName&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;State&lt;/st1:PlaceType&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; with a nice punch and elbow hit. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“What are you going to do now!” says Mordred. Crnobog’s wings begin to lose power and his eyes slowly close. His scythe disappears into nothingness and he loses flying stability.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Alpha Squad Leader orders: Shoot!” yells the leader. The four aircrafts, all coming from different angles unleash their power at the demon’s weak body. Slowly Crnobog’s wings begin to close, but he was too late. The 5 missiles hit him straight on, all from different sides and after that quite a big amount of bullets at his body. From the smoke cloud that had formed he falls, leaving a trail of smoke on his way down.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Everyone watched speechless as they saw him go down.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Dwayne…” whispers Alexandra. “Oh my God” says Alphonse, extremely shocked. “SON!” yells Uncle Martin frantically trying to run over and catch his nephew’s body before he hits the ground.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“Stop!” says Alphonse grabbing Martin’s left hand. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;In the Pentagon all was expectation.&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“We won, we won” kept repeating Winefield. Meanwhile President Adam quietly looks at the screen.&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Crnobog’s body wasn’t over 50 meters far from the ground when suddenly the wings extend once again. He quickly turns around and uses the fall to his advantage, maneuvering and then rising once again and flying towards the other four crafts. His wounds were quickly being healed. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“The wings took most of the damage! Plus the Pulse Nanomachines didn’t make a long lasting effect!” yells Mordred.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Alpha Leader he-“ was all the leader could say before a huge fireball hit him straight on. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“FALL BACK! RETREAT!” yells one of the pilots as his ship quickly turns around…. But it was too late. Crnobog flies in front of him and with the scythe transformed now into a sword he slices the aircraft and the pilot in two. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;With anger in his eyes he looks at the two other ships. Lightning begins to surround his body. Nearby windows of the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Empire&lt;/st1:PlaceName&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;State&lt;/st1:PlaceType&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; begin to shatter to pieces. His sword disappears and then he extends both hands, aiming at the two ships. In a split second both ships explode as Crnobog had his fists closed. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“He defeated the aircrafts…” whispers Alphonse.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;In the Pentagon everyone was shocked, especially Winefield who was VERY angry. Adam meanwhile was calm.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A smile then forms over his mouth. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Crnobog turns around and stares at Mordred.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“No… No…” whispers Mordred as the scythe reappears in Crnobog’s hands.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“DAMN YOU!” yells Mordred as he begins to shoot like a madman at the people many hundred meters below. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The protagonist quickly flies towards the antagonist. He turns his scythe around and lowers it (upside-down). With great anger he lets go an upwards slash with the scythe and finally it pierces the madman’s armored chest and then his body. The impact was so strong that it lifted up Mordred.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The once mighty man was now stuck into a scythe. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;“You are done for Mordred”&lt;/b&gt; says Crnobog. “You lost… control of yourself… monster” whispers Mordred as blood falls from his mouth, “at 20% you retain your normal thinking of your human form….. at 35% you begin to lose sanity as you remember all the info that was programmed and taught to you ….. at 50% the nanomachines have already taken up your sanity and only a bit of humanity is left…. no wonder you can fight …. so impressively… you have remembered most of your abilities. I don’t want to imagine what will happen….. after the 50%”.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;“Hmph”&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“All… I wanted…. Was a … family….” Says Mordred as tears fall from his eyes, “A normal … family…. With 3 kids…. A car… and a house….”&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Crnobog opens his eyes widely.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“They…. Think they can mess… with nature and God’s work…. They will fail. I will do…. What I must…. To restore normality to this… world and face Laura in Hell or Heaven….” Says Mordred as he closes his eyes and turns on the broken jetpack. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;u&gt;“Past molds the present, and both form the future”&lt;/u&gt; were Mordred’s final words.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The impulse of the jetpack pushes him and Crnobog towards the edge of the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Empire&lt;/st1:PlaceName&gt;  &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;State&lt;/st1:PlaceType&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;. Finally both fall from the top.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;“Mordred…”&lt;/b&gt; whispers Crnobog as he pulls the scythe out from Mordred’s chest. Quickly he moves to the side, and witnesses Mordred’s fall. On his way down he was smiling as he looked at the sun which could be seen now that the dark clouds had moved away. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Then…. His body plummets into the ground, breaking it at the same time. In short time Crnobog lands aside the hole the fall had caused. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Dwayne…” says Alexandra. Everyone was very surprised.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Does this mean it’s over?” say some. “Why were there US Jets attacking?” ask others. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The young woman quickly runs towards Crnobog. Following her was Uncle Martin.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;“No”&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Crnobog extends his wings and rises. He looks at Alexandra one more time and then flies away at full speed.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“DWAYNE!” she yells.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Next chapter is the Grand Finale of the Genesis Arc! Wait for it!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35934131-3491159697501960518?l=omenofchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/3491159697501960518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35934131&amp;postID=3491159697501960518&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35934131/posts/default/3491159697501960518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35934131/posts/default/3491159697501960518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/2006/12/chapter-xix-sound-of-violence.html' title='Chapter XIX: The Sound of Violence'/><author><name>Relix</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35934131.post-7104561521438632294</id><published>2006-12-11T22:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T22:32:03.616-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter XVIII: Demon vs. Madman</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;Chapter XVIII: Demon vs. Madman&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Cheap tricks won’t work on me anymore!” yells Mordred as he tightly holds his sword. &lt;b style=""&gt;“Cheap tricks…” &lt;/b&gt;whispers Crnobog.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Mordred quickly charges at Crnobog but the demon-monster jumps over him. Mordred quickly turns around, avoiding the huge fall between the top of the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Empire&lt;/st1:PlaceName&gt;  &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;State&lt;/st1:PlaceType&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Building&lt;/st1:PlaceType&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; and the ground below.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;With great agility Crnobog sways his scythe horizontally. The over confident Mordred also does a slash of his own. Both weapons clash with each other, the scythe’s blade above the sword’s blade. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“DON’T FUCK WITH ME!” yells Mordred as from his metallic hands steam and smoke begins to appear. After this a sudden burst of strength pushes the scythe away.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Mordred immediately turns on his jetpack and boosts towards Crnobog, impaling his blade inside the monster’s chest. To Mordred’s surprise Crnobog raises his right arm and the scythe becomes a black-bladed sword.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Shit!” says Mordred who quickly pulls back, taking his sword with him.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;“Not enough”&lt;/b&gt; says Crnobog with a grin as he now attacks with a downwards stab attack. Mordred backs away and quickly counters with a slash of his own, but Crnobog jumps and begins to fly away.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“DON’T RUN COWARD!” yells Mordred. Crnobog opens his mouth, revealing his sharp vampire-like teeth. From his insides he throws a huge fireball from his mouth.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The huge ball heads directly to Mordred.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“SHIT!” he yells as he turns on his jetpack and flies away from the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Empire&lt;/st1:PlaceName&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;State&lt;/st1:PlaceType&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;. The fireball hits the southeast corner of the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Empire&lt;/st1:PlaceName&gt;  &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;State&lt;/st1:PlaceType&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; and breaks it in pieces after an explosion took place.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Now both men are in the air.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Crnobog quickly waves his sword downwards and from it comes a huge lightning ray. Mordred defiantly flies towards the incoming thunder and incredibly succeeds in resisting the lightning.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Got ya now” says Mordred with a smile. From his shoulder he shoots rockets at Crnobog.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;“Hmph” &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;He receives the impact of the three head-on rockets and a dense cloud of smoke covers him afterwards. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Mordred keeps on his charge and heads towards the cloud of smoke. Quickly he does a thrust with his sword (blindly of course) at the smoke. The sound of piercing meat is then heard. But to Mordred’s astonishment from within the smoke cloud a spiked chain appeared and hit him directly in the left shoulder. The impact breaks away his launchers and the steel and even got to hit his meat, injuring him. Mordred quickly takes leave and heads towards the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Empire&lt;/st1:PlaceName&gt;  &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;State&lt;/st1:PlaceType&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;’s pike. From within the smoke cloud Crnobog appears and follows Mordred. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The sword quickly transforms into a spear.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Eat your heart out!” says Mordred.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Crnobog’s spiked chain now becomes a spear as well.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;“Let’s do it&lt;/b&gt;” says Crnobog with an evil grin as lightning begins to fall from the skies and strike nearby buildings. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Both the armored men and the demon man throw their spears at each other. Crnobog’s spear hits Mordred directly below the chest and the impact sends him backwards towards the antenna over the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Empire&lt;/st1:PlaceName&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;State&lt;/st1:PlaceType&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;. His armored body crashes in it as the spear pierces even more. Meanwhile Mordred’s spear had already stabbed Crnobog, but it had done no effect. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Crnobog slowly flies towards Mordred, who was trying to pull the spear but to no avail. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Crnobog then floats in front of Mordred as a thunder struck the building behind him and a strong wind hit his body. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;“Defeat is inevitable” &lt;/b&gt;says Crnobog while he watches Mordred, &lt;b style=""&gt;“I pity you”. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Struggling Mordred says these words: “No…. I pity you, for I was created by God and you by humans”&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;In that moment Crnobog opens his eyes widely in surprise to Mordred’s words. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“If I die I’ll go to Hell… but where will you go, You who has no soul?”&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;In a blind instant a thunder falls from the skies and strikes the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Empire&lt;/st1:PlaceName&gt;  &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;State&lt;/st1:PlaceType&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;’s antennas. A yell comes from Mordred who then falls unconscious (smoke surrounding him). Crnobog then grabs his spear and pulls it off, letting Mordred’s near-dead body fall to the roof in a violent way. Crnobog extends his left arm, aiming at Mordred’s body.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;At that time his body was being lift up, seemingly by Crnobog’s psychic powers.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“You are all-powerful…” whispers Mordred as he bleakly opens his eyes; he witnesses his body being lift by mere psychic waves.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;“To answer your question… I will stay on this world until my body expires and after it expires… my body shall stay here, where I was born, until the end of time”&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“You were not born… you were created and you must accept that fact…” whispers Mordred as his eyes close. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Crnobog just stares at him.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;“You were not wrong…. but&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;killing thousands is also wrong”&lt;/b&gt; were Crnobog’s words as he lands on the top of the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Empire&lt;/st1:PlaceName&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;State&lt;/st1:PlaceType&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Down below in the streets people were at the expectation. A helicopter could be heard in the skies… it was the news.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Here reporting for the world! Live from New New York, &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Manhattan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;, where a few hours ago a missile released an Electro magnetic pulse which shut down the city completely and every electronic device! We are here showing you these scenes-“ was all the female reporter could say before the operator made some hand signs.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“What?” she says. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“We are being ordered to get off the skies” replies the operator. “By who?” she asks. “US Army” replies the operator.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Everyone was looking at the skies.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Dwayne…” says Alexandra. “He’ll be fine” says Alphonse who was standing by her side. Alexandra stares at the blonde-haired man and says: “How can he be fine when sucking blood and sprouting wings”. Alphonse looks at the girl and replies “There are things we might never understand in our lifetime”. “I kind of suspected that he was the Demon Hero… there were more than one time he acted strangely, and by the night he was never available and was constantly tired…” whispers Alexandra. “It is better if you keep your mouth closed and don’t tell anyone…” whispers Alphonse, “if the government knows about you they’ll kill you”. Alexandra looks at Alphonse, seemingly surprised. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Atop the Empire State Crnobog stares at Mordred.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Suddenly his chest begins to move and jump around.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;“What?” &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;says Crnobog. His fingers begin to move and shortly afterwards his eyes open. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;“The armor has a CPR system”&lt;/b&gt; says Crnobog surprised. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I’ll never die this easily!” says Mordred as his jetpack turns on and he flies away from Crnobog. But to Mordred’s surprise the left exhaustion port failed and he lost control of his movement. Crnobog takes action as his spear becomes a scythe again. With great strength he makes a right to left slash with the scythe. The blade hits Mordred’s back, destroying the jetpack in the process and injuring the armored man. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;To Crnobog’s surprise Mordred makes a handstand with both hands and kicks him in the face. The injured armored man quickly reincorporates and….&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A huge yell was heard as his left arm fell off.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“AAAAH!” yells Mordred with all he can. Crnobog had swiftly cut his arm off in that instant. Crnobog then extends his hand at Mordred and shoots lightning from his fingers at the man. For over 20 seconds this continues, Mordred agonizing. Finally he stops. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;“You upgraded your armor to resist lightning and impact; you even added a CPR system to revive you. In fact, your armor held a natural lightning which is much stronger than mine and you still lived. You were given this one last chance to survive and you wasted it”&lt;/b&gt; were Crnobog’s words. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Mordred’s head hits the ground as he falls to his knees. He now had no left arm and most of his system was broken. The echo of a jet coming close was then heard.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Crnobog looks at the distance, from where the sound is coming.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;“Jets..”&lt;/b&gt; says Crnobog. “They are coming to finish us both” says Mordred with a grin. Closing in were nine F-28 Spyder Fighting Aircrafts from the US Army. They had already taken a upside-down “V” position and were heading towards the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Empire&lt;/st1:PlaceName&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;State&lt;/st1:PlaceType&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Crnobog rises from the roof and flies towards the peak of the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Empire&lt;/st1:PlaceName&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;State&lt;/st1:PlaceType&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;, from where he stands looking at the horizon. A violent thunderstorm was taking place and the clouds were darkened. Defiantly he extends his wings to their maximum.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;“Let them come”&lt;/b&gt; he says with an evil grin.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Even you WISH REVENGE!” yells Mordred as he stares at the monster way above him, in the peak. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Down in the streets…&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“This is bad!” says Alphonse. “US Jets!” were saying nearby citizens. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Alpha Squad Leader 1 here” says the first pilot, the head of the “V”. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Immediately he shoots the first missile at Crnobog, then the others do the same. Nine missiles head directly towards Crnobog. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“DWAYNE!” yells Alexandra as she witnesses this.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Thunders violently fall around the nearby buildings while Crnobog defiantly stares at the incoming missiles.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;Traces of rain falling…… thunders strike buildings…. The whizzing sound of the missiles….. a demon standing atop a building. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35934131-7104561521438632294?l=omenofchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/7104561521438632294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35934131&amp;postID=7104561521438632294&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35934131/posts/default/7104561521438632294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35934131/posts/default/7104561521438632294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/2006/12/chapter-xviii-demon-vs-madman.html' title='Chapter XVIII: Demon vs. Madman'/><author><name>Relix</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35934131.post-689399762500035586</id><published>2006-12-08T11:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T11:46:08.142-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter XVII: Hellfire</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;Chapter XVII: Hellfire&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The blood of the once called hero was all over the broken road. The people just stood there in shock, surprised by what they had seen.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Now my dear Alexandra, you will have a little fun with me…. And then meet your beloved friend Dwayne in Hell” says Mordred as he stares at the shocked and frightened girl. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“If he wouldn’t join me I had to do this…” says Mordred. “Leave me alone…” whispers Alexandra. “I will have my revenge on them… for having humiliated me like if I was shit. I am going to have my revenge! Laura’s death will not be a lost cause! I will stop their experimenting!” says Mordred.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Meanwhile down in the streets, Uncle Martin was the first one to react.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“My… child…” was all he could say as he fell to his knees, witnessing his young boy’s dead body lying in the center of a ring of fire. His left hand had fallen from the body…. His face could not be recognized.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“It’s my fault…” whispers the old man. “No, it is mine… for it was I who pushed him to do this” says Alphonse as his eyes reflect the sadness he feels inside him, “I sent him to his death”.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“My…” whispers Martin. “I’ll take revenge” says Alphonse. “No… revenge is what started this whole mess. Now… it’s a cycle that repeats itself” says Martin. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But…..&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The ground begins to shake with great strength. The blood from the victims that had died with the fall of the train begins to evaporate. A crimson mist begins to rise in four columns, 2 in front of Dwayne and two behind.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Then it happened…. A huge thunder was shot from Dwayne’s body towards the clouded skies. Mordred stares at this with great surprise.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“What the… hell…” he whispers in shock.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The four columns of red mist begin to merge and surround Dwayne’s now rising body. The own blood is rising his body from the ground. He finally opens his eyes… but they are pale white… lifeless. His fingers extend and huge nails begin to grow. His hair spikes up again. The blood was entering his pores at an astounding rate. The left arm then is lift up by the mist of blood… and it sticks to the body again. The body begins to close the gap between the arm and the shoulder and it blends in perfectly. Crnobog moves his left fingers and see if they move… and they do. His clothes are recreated once more by nanomachines. His lips turn to a dark purple and his eyes come back to life… now showing an eye like that of a cat. The colors of his eyes are dark purple as well.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Then the Scythe reforms again, this time with a long spiked chain that surrounds his body.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The blood was still getting into his pores… the Hero was alive.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Impossible…” whispers Mordred. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“What is that…” asks Alphonse, totally surprised.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;To everyone’s surprise two bones appear from Crnobog’s back. They extend and form two huge scythes in the back… or at least they look like scythes. From that bone more bones begin to appear, and from those bones even more appear. Finally black feathers appear all over the bones. Crnobog now had a pair of Dark Wings. Lightning begins to surround his body as he extends his Dark Wings and the Scythe’s chain begins to move over him. He looked like the Devil himself. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;“50% Percent of Energy Confirmed”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;“Mordred…” &lt;/b&gt;he says… in an even darker tone.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“He used… blood…” says a surprised Alphonse.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“What! What… have… they… created…” whispers Mordred. “Dwayne…” says Alexandra. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“DAAAAAAMN YOU!!!!” yells Mordred with great desperation as he throws Alexandra from the top of the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Empire&lt;/st1:PlaceName&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;State&lt;/st1:PlaceType&gt;  &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Building&lt;/st1:PlaceType&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;“Alexa…” &lt;/b&gt;the monster whispers as his wings lift him from the ground and he flies towards the falling girl. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;With amazing speed and agility he flies, moving his dark wings like a bird when flying but at a slower pace. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;All that could be heard was the echoes of Alexandra’s yells as she fell at a frightening speed towards the ground. The people down where already yelling in panic as they saw the young woman closing in to the ground, but the hero won’t let that happen…&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Crnobog reaches the falling girl and catches her with his left arm and then he puts her close to his chest.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;“You are safe now” &lt;/b&gt;he says as he heads down towards the ground, slower, like enjoying the closeness and warmth of Alexandra to his now cold heart.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;She stares at the monster’s face as he does the same action, staring at her scared face. The landing was slow but she didn’t fear him for a second.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Dwayne…” she tells him. &lt;b style=""&gt;“You will see him soon”&lt;/b&gt; replies Crnobog as his feet touch the ground once more. Slowly he lets her down, her feet also touching the ground. Slowly she raises her right hand and with no fear caresses Crnobog’s face. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;“I am a monster, not the man you once loved, that was just a fragment of a dream I was living in. For all the moments you gave me…. I sincerely thank you. For supporting me every time…. I sincerely thank you. For everything…. I sincerely thank you. Now… let go of me and live your life the way it was meant to be lived” &lt;/b&gt;were his words to her. Immediately a tear falls from the young woman’s eyes. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;“Don’t cry… for I will forever protect you”&lt;/b&gt; he whispers.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;His wings begin to move and his body is lift up from the ground. Both stare at each other for a few seconds as he slowly levitates upwards. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“No…” she whispers as she sees him move away from her. Slowly Crnobog turns around and stares at the top of the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Empire&lt;/st1:PlaceName&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;State&lt;/st1:PlaceType&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;, setting his sight away from Alexandra. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;“It is time…” &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;he says. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Immediately he speeds up, flying quickly towards the top of the building.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“DAMN YOU MONSTER!” yells Mordred as he begins to shoot at the incoming Crnobog with everything his arsenal has. The monsters easily evades the bullets and missiles, stopping many with his scythe and chain and at the same time protecting Alexandra who was being taken away by Alphonse. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“NO! NO! NO!” keeps repeating Mordred as the thing moves closer and closer to him.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“NOOO!!!” he finally yells as the monster surpasses the speed of sound as the building walls begin to crack as he flies towards the top. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!”&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Crnobog flies by in front him, but the incoming wave due to his speed did hit him. His metallic body flies away and crashes on the side of the huge antenna atop the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Empire&lt;/st1:PlaceName&gt;  &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;State&lt;/st1:PlaceType&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;. Immediately he stares at Crnobog. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Crnobog was already getting close to the clouds when suddenly……&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The clouds begin to darken. From a light blue they turn to pitch black with a orange aura around them. Lightning begins to fall behind Crnobog’s body, who had turned around was looking at Mordred. From beneath him a raging fire appears, seeking to consume the whole city that was also being burnt to ashes. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Mordred seeing this begins to yell.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;“Welcome to Hell” &lt;/b&gt;yells Crnobog. &lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;His body looks even darker now, his eyes shining red, and this time his tongue was out. The tongue splits in two and each side of his tongue becomes a snake which begins to extend and swirl around his demonical body. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Both snakes swirl and swirl and swirl around him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;”What are you!” begins to yell Mordred, already freaked out and shaking like a small girl. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Using his sharp teeth he cuts off the snakes, and from the cut off part another snake head appears.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;“This is Hellfire” &lt;/b&gt;says Crnobog with an evil grin. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Mordred looks down the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Empire&lt;/st1:PlaceName&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;State&lt;/st1:PlaceType&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; and the whole city is under fire and agony yells could be heard. Black smoke covers everything and from the fire, which was already consuming the top of the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Empire&lt;/st1:PlaceName&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;State&lt;/st1:PlaceType&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;, skeleton hands begin to appear.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“MORDRED!” they begin to say in a creepy way. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“WHAT HAVE YOU DONE!” begins to yell Mordred as he grabs his head.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;“Isn’t this what you wanted!” &lt;/b&gt;yells Crnobog. &lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Damn you…” whispers Mordred as he falls to his knees. Crnobog smiles and then flies towards Mordred at full speed. His scythe reappears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;”NEVER!” yells Mordred. Crnobog unleashes a brutal slash but Mordred evades the incoming attack. When he looks again…. Everything was fine. The clouds were fine… the city wasn’t under fire and everything was good.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“What…” says Mordred as he quickly turns around and sees Crnobog standing behind him. He didn’t have snakes surrounding him or anything like that.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;“Hmph&lt;/b&gt;” was Crnobog’s reaction as his eyes once more begin to shine red. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The background begins to turn into fire and smoke.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I see… you can manipulate a person’s thought by just looking at them!” says Mordred as he slowly stands up, “You can make me imagine horrible things just to take away my concentration and scare the hell out me!”.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;“Dr. Hyde did implement many things inside me”&lt;/b&gt; says Crnobog. “HAH! DR. HYDE! I KNEW IT!” yells Mordred as from his back he draws a metallic staff.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;“Give up, or else I’ll be forced to kill you”&lt;/b&gt; says Crnobog. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“No… now you and I will fight to the death…. Dwayne” says Mordred. &lt;b style=""&gt;“Dwayne… the name given to me when I was put into the Human world. My real name is Crnobog…” &lt;/b&gt;replies Crnobog. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Crnobog… hah…. Nice name, suits you perfectly” says Mordred, “so you remember now?”.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;“Its just memories trapped in my subconscious, programmed for when I was thrown into this world. Yet, I do know for what purpose I was created and who created me. At my 50% of release I can remember most of the fighting techniques programmed into me, most of my memories and best of all… these wings” &lt;/b&gt;replies Crnobog. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“You aren’t a cyborg… you are a real human being … a created human being…” says Mordred. &lt;b style=""&gt;“Nanomachines run inside of me Dr. Arthur. While I am a human being, at the same time I am a machine” &lt;/b&gt;replies Crnobog. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Sadly… you won’t do as I say… so I will have to destroy such a magnificent creature” says Mordred. &lt;b style=""&gt;“So you won’t give up… then I have no more options”&lt;/b&gt; says Crnobog.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Today Crnobog… victory won’t be yours!” yells Mordred. &lt;b style=""&gt;“People are hoping for my success… I cannot fail” &lt;/b&gt;says Crnobog. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“DIE!” yells Mordred as the metallic staff transforms into a sword.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“This is the system that powers your shape shifting weapon!” says Mordred.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Crnobog stares at Mordred…. The battle between a madman and demon monster is beginning now. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Meanwhile not too far away….. eight F-25 Spyder Fighter Aircrafts were closing in to &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Manhattan&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;……..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35934131-689399762500035586?l=omenofchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/689399762500035586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35934131&amp;postID=689399762500035586&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35934131/posts/default/689399762500035586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35934131/posts/default/689399762500035586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/2006/12/chapter-xvii-hellfire.html' title='Chapter XVII: Hellfire'/><author><name>Relix</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35934131.post-5234257148233846683</id><published>2006-12-07T12:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T13:02:18.290-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wii'/><title type='text'>Mii got a Wii!</title><content type='html'>Ok, so... excuse me for the lame title.... but I am overexcited. I am a proud Wii owner and I can tell you its the best freaking thing since the Game Boy. Zelda Twilight Princess just rocks and Rayman is so frigging fun. Also, Wii Sports is awesome for the family =P. Sadly I am lacking nunchucks and component cables, guess I'll have to wait...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img179.imageshack.us/my.php?image=dscn1987xg0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img179.imageshack.us/img179/7760/dscn1987xg0.th.jpg"&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now part of the Wii60 wagon and enjoying it all! Gears of Wars is awesome and so is Zelda. Anyway, after this quick rant, I am going to play more Wii. Also, to any of you who want a Wii you better wait a few hours in line =P. I got mine in launch and waited quite a few hours for it... and I also know I am bit late with posting this but... I want to keep the blook activity in high levels =P. Also, tomorrow's chapter is on track so wait for it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35934131-5234257148233846683?l=omenofchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/5234257148233846683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35934131&amp;postID=5234257148233846683&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35934131/posts/default/5234257148233846683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35934131/posts/default/5234257148233846683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/2006/12/mii-got-wii.html' title='Mii got a Wii!'/><author><name>Relix</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35934131.post-3751445380890722405</id><published>2006-12-04T22:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T22:19:29.589-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter XVI: The Fallen Demon</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;Chapter XVI: The Fallen Demon&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The train was already inside the tunnel. Erheitz was ready for anything, and so he had his huge iron hammer out. Crnobog was weaponless.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The darkness of the tunnel was blinding and only a few orange lights could be seen every once in a while. Panels below roof of the tunnel represented a danger and so both of the men had to avoid being hit by them.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Then it started… Erheitz charged at Crnobog, Iron Hammer in hand. He has the advantage as he’s using the moving train to his advantage. He unleashes his huge attack on Crnobog. The latter crouches and avoids the first horizontal attack. Then he shoots lightning at Erheitz. Yells are heard as the lightning from Crnobog constantly hit him. The huge man was not dumb and so he with great strength puts the Iron Hammer in front of his body. To Crnobog’s surprise the hammer deflected his lightning to the sides. Smart as he is, he pushes the Iron Hammer forward disabling any attack from Crnobog as there is not much space between him and the hammer. Erheitz then attacks with the handle of the Hammer, hitting Crnobog straight in the right cheek. The next attack was even worst as Erheitz attacks with the Hammer itself. Unable to do anything Crnobog gets hit straight in the chest with the hammer. His body is lift up by the impact and the train goes on. But he was not ready to lose… finally he grabs himself from a ledge in the last wagon of the train.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I will not lose!” he yells as he boosts forward and breaks the back door of the wagon. Erheitz breaks the ceiling of the wagon and enters it. It was obviously a wagon where people would sit and wait for the arrival at the underground bunker. It was a boring wagon as everything was just steel (and dirty one too). Erheitz continues his attack, this time with a horizontal slash that breaks steel chairs and even the poles where people would hold on to. Crnobog had backed away already, avoiding the attack. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;“Activate Scythe”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Crnobog extends his hands to the sides and red blobs begin to appear in front of him. Electricity begins to surround each of them and they begin to stick together, forming something. Below Crnobog’s right hand a constant current of electricity appears and they begin to paste over it …. Slowly they begin to give form to a red scythe.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;“Solidify”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The red scythe then turns black.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Face &lt;b style=""&gt;death NOW!” &lt;/b&gt;yells Crnobog as he sways the scythe with such strength that it breaks the walls of the wagon. These clash on the walls of the tunnels creating a intense spark show.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Surrounded now by sparks, Erheitz continues his attack, this time with a powerful hammer slash. Crnobog counters by slashing his scythe too. Both the hammer and the scythe crash violently. Both of the monsters struggle to overpower each other but its impossible.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Then Crnobog smiles…&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The scythe begins to release electricity. The scythe was now stuck inside the very hammer. Slowly it begins to crack and finally it breaks apart. The Iron Hammer was now broken. And then it ended…. Crnobog makes a violent 360-grade turn and slashes Erheitz’s neck. A burst of blood comes from the neck and finally his head falls off followed by a crimson rain. Erheitz was now dead for sure. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Meanwhile, atop none other than the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Empire&lt;/st1:PlaceName&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;State&lt;/st1:PlaceType&gt;  &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Building&lt;/st1:PlaceType&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;, Mordred looks to the far away ground while holding Alexandra on one hand. She was still obviously sedated as she did not move much. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;“Your precious Dwayne shall soon come…” says Mordred. “Let… me… go…” whispers Alexandra. “Women are strong, but you are not in your state. You know, your stubbornness to move reminds me of Laura… my beloved Laura” says Mordred, “the one and only woman that I love… the one that was taken away by THEM!”. “Them..?” seems to ask Alexandra. “Yeah them… just thinking of them gives me reason to puke… especially Her….” Says Mordred as he closes his right fist, almost breaking the speaker he has on the hand which is connected wirelessly to a EMP protected receiver down the street.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;In that same instant from within the tunnel Crnobog appeared atop the train, with his scythe on hand. The train was going up again, ready to pass over a rail that passes a hundred meters from the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Empire&lt;/st1:PlaceName&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;State&lt;/st1:PlaceType&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;, just above the 33&lt;sup&gt;rd&lt;/sup&gt; and 34&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; streets. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“So… Erheitz failed, as expected” whispers Mordred with a smile now drawn over his face. Crnobog was already looking at the top of the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Empire&lt;/st1:PlaceName&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;State&lt;/st1:PlaceType&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“Alexa…” he whispers.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“PREPARE FOR THE SHOW!” was suddenly heard from the speakers. Crnobog takes position ready to jump from the train and attack Mordred who is very far up in the top of the building.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Boom” whispers Mordred.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The columns holding the train rail suddenly explode. The rail itself goes down and shatters to pieces. Below there are people and many of them die in the process. “No!” yells Crnobog as he runs towards the first wagon (he was in the 3&lt;sup&gt;rd&lt;/sup&gt; one). The train gets off rails and begins to shake. Crnobog reaches the front of the train and seems to hold the front with his hands.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But he was not strong enough…&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The train falls from the rails and onto the unsuspecting people below. Yelling begins as they see the train come unto them.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Crnobog tries to deviate it but he’s unable. In a few seconds the whole train crash upon Crnobog, breaking the road around him as it falls. Many die while it falls. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“What happened?!?” says Alexa as she can barely distinguish what is happening below.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Surprisingly, Crnobog had managed to move the train a bit to the right, saving more people in the process. Yet… his whole body was buried beneath a pile of steel and concrete. The pile was already starting a small fire, but no sign of Crnobog. Then the junk begins to shake. Crnobog was trying to stand up, burdening all the weight on his back as he tried to stand up. It was hard to see him struggle that much just to stand up. A he continues his body could be seen, bloody and shaking, trying to lift up all that, but he was doing it. To the surprise of many, tears were falling down his chin, as below him the body of a kid could be seen. He was still alive, but just barely. Crnobog continues to lift the pile and finally he succeeds. Having completed that daunting task, he instinctively walks forward, away from the pile of junk. Slowly he turns around and lifts the child from the ground. Shaking, he gives the boy to a nearby man.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Are you…” was all the man could say before a weakened Crnobog walked away, slowly walking towards the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Empire&lt;/st1:PlaceName&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;State&lt;/st1:PlaceType&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; in front of him. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Stubborn to the end” could be heard coming from the speakers. From atop the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Empire&lt;/st1:PlaceName&gt;  &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;State&lt;/st1:PlaceType&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; a rocket could be seen coming down unto Crnobog. The weakened hero could not do anything and so he receives the rocket straight into his chest. A huge explosion takes place and then his body is sent flying straight into the pile of junk again. Fire was already rising and it was all around Crnobog. The hero was on the verge of defeat as he lies over the broken road. His body could not stand up.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;“Activating – “&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;“No…” he thinks.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“You and I are the same Dwayne Erickson” could be heard coming from the speakers, “two monsters! Two entities! What do you seek? What do you SEEK?! I ONLY SEEK REVENGE! Because of them my beloved wife was killed… BECAUSE OF THEM! THE GOVERNMENT! I was aspiring for the Nobel Prize with my research on Engineering, along my wife, Laura. She was studying nanomachines and the biological implementations of it along a man called Dr. Hyde. I designed many things… and even designed a shape shifting weapon using a special membrane.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She had created different nanomachines for different purposes and in total she had created over 70. That was until they contacted him…. A man calling himself ‘The First’ arrived at the lab. After that everything turned to the worst… they wanted to create enhanced super humans messing with genes, DNA and nanomachines … my wife not wanting her project to be used for such things was assassinated by a red-haired woman in front of me. I was frozen in fear, but realizing I could avenge her sooner and later I kept working for them, until I had the knowledge and resources to defeat them. And here I am now… bent on revenge! I will show them that I am not to be messed with!” he finishes. “Dwayne?” asks Alexandra. “Oh yes… that who you barely see down there is your beloved Dwayne Erickson” says Mordred to the girl. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Crnobog, using his last bit of strength stands up and grabs his scythe, which to his surprise disappeared into red blobs.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“That scythe of yours… that weapon… I created it, but it seems to have undergone some changes. When we first fought… a current appeared and in it the weapon formed. They evolved most of the things I created in the past” says Mordred.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“And… what… will you get with revenge…” whispers Crnobog, but of course Mordred won’t be able to hear him.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Now hear me well! They created you, and yet to seek no revenge? Come with me and let’s destroy them! We have the power to do so! Come with me and let’s both have our revenges. I know you are suffering… suffering inside and wondering what the hell are you? For what was I created? You seek answer to that? I can give it to you… You were simply created to fight! Part of a project called the NanoBIO. Not only they created you, they also ran a parallel program called GenoBIO, where they messed with genes&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;and DNA. You, part of the NanoBIO, are the same, except enhanced by thousands of nanomachines inside of you” continues Mordred, “You will never have a normal life and will ultimately die!”&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“That’s… not… true…” whispers Crnobog regaining position and staring at the top of the tower. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Come with me! Let’s have revenge on what they have done to us… if not you will pay with your blood and this girl will die after I’ve had some fun with her” says Mordred, “What SAY YOU?”&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Crnobog takes a deep breath and then lets it go…&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“NEVER”&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I am here to save people and help them… if I have this power then it’s a blessing, not a curse, and it should be used just to save people’s life!” he yells one last time.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The people around Crnobog begin to clap, obviously in favor of their hero.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Too bad…” says Mordred, “we could have found the truth on who you really are!” Mordred then aims his right hand at Crnobog, while standing quite close to the edge. Alexandra notices this and tries to push Mordred off the tower.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Sadly… I have a jetpack, and yet… you don’t have the strength to push such a heavy body” replies Mordred with a grin as he holds Alexandra even tighter. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Sayonara, Dwayne” says Mordred as he begins to shoot bullets from the top of the tower. Their fall speed is even greater and they hit Crnobog straight on, piercing his body, his arms, his legs… everything. It was really gory… blood splattered to every side as he got shot by the bullets. His numb body falls to the ground and the bullets stop. People were just in shock… some even had blood on their face. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Dwayne…” whispers Alexandra.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Still… the Demon hero stood up, slowly, but steady. His body was beginning to heal itself.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Auto-Healing…” whispers Mordred while he once more begins to shoot at Crnobog.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I am unable to move… this body… is too weak…” whispers Crnobog as more bullets pierce his weakened body. In his weakness he falls to his knees as blood covers his whole body and face… his clothes being shredded to pieces by the storm of bullets.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I am losing…” he thinks as he feels the ground beneath his knees. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“And now… your grand defeat” says Mordred as from his right shoulder a new and bigger cannon appears. From it a missile was shot, straight towards Crnobog. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“NOO!!” yells Alexandra with all her power.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The missile was going way too fast… while Crnobog’s hair went down and his face changed. He was turning back to Dwayne, his normal self.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;His clothes began to disappear. In that same moment Alphonse and the trio of Old Men appeared.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“DWAYNE!” yells Alphonse as he tries to make a run for it, but he’s too late.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The missile hits Dwayne straight on… and what could be heard were his agony yells and then the explosion. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The hero of the people had just been killed. His left hand fell from his body as Dwayne’s unrecognizable body fell to the ground… lifeless. Everyone was in shock…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The demon was dead…..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35934131-3751445380890722405?l=omenofchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/3751445380890722405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35934131&amp;postID=3751445380890722405&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35934131/posts/default/3751445380890722405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35934131/posts/default/3751445380890722405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/2006/12/chapter-xvi-fallen-demon.html' title='Chapter XVI: The Fallen Demon'/><author><name>Relix</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35934131.post-1121677927452801893</id><published>2006-12-02T16:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T16:31:31.733-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Future of Omen of Chaos!</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone.  Well, here I am posting yet another of my rants =). This one was supposed to come Wednesday but Finals kept me at bay from doing that. Anyway, I am adding the final touches to Omen of Chaos which is on its final chapters. Five more people, just five more and the FIRST arc will end. I can't believe either that I have been updating for 2 months with no single lateness! All chapters have come on schedule and I am really impressed! Still, the hits have slowed down recently, from a all-time high of 43 hits to a meager 11-7 per day (heck, even 0 last Wednesday). Maybe I am just not doing a good job advertising the blook, but I will =). Anyway, all chapters are coming on schedule and this first arc, the Genesis Arc, finishes with Chapter 20 which I think will be released December 18!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that release there will be a "Filler" (thanks Naruto and Bleach for teaching me that word! LOL!) Chapter, which is supposed to come December 22, where I will talk about the process of writing the first arc. On December 25 there will be no new chapter, only a Merry XMas post =). In December 29 either of this things will happen: A small 2-3 chapter filler arc NOT written by me (quite possibly a friend) spanning all the way to January 5. After that in January 7 beings the "Lord of the Abyss" arc, the second and the one I am most excited to write. If there is no filler arc then I will just add some random stuff until January 7 comes. I need time to write a chapters ahead of schedule and proof-read each one, and also deal with daily life stuff =). So there yo go... the future of Omen of Chaos! I am not planning on stopping even for a second! Also, soon I shall add a new story of mine called "Anima Mundi"; so wait for it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 18th: Genesis Arc ends with Chapter 20&lt;br /&gt;December 19th - January 6th: Filler stuff&lt;br /&gt;January 7th: Lord of the Abyss Arc begins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to everyone reading Omen of Chaos!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35934131-1121677927452801893?l=omenofchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/1121677927452801893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35934131&amp;postID=1121677927452801893&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35934131/posts/default/1121677927452801893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35934131/posts/default/1121677927452801893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/2006/12/future-of-omen-of-chaos.html' title='Future of Omen of Chaos!'/><author><name>Relix</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35934131.post-4642524232476354571</id><published>2006-12-01T18:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T18:49:35.123-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter XV: The Tunnel to Death</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;Chapter XV: The Tunnel to Death&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Now… time to stop you” says Saya as she takes a fighting stance. She immediately charges at Dwayne who jumps atop a pipe. Quickly the Asian female does a one-hand stand and with her legs hits the same pipe where Dwayne is standing. She does not manage to break it, but messes up the steel. Dwayne jumps and lands behind her but with a swift turn she kicks him right in the chest, sending the demon young man onto the room. She charges at him at full speed, with a dagger in her right hand. Dwayne notices this, but his actions are stopped when he slips over the blood of the fallen men. Saya pierces the dagger straight at Dwayne’s chest. The young man staggers a bit and spits blood from his mouth. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“You are an experiment… a genetic experiment. An experiment infused with nanomachines… or something like that my master Mordred told me” says Saya, “give me a good challenge” and she finally smiles.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“In my 25% of power I won’t be of much use to your excitement” replies Dwayne. “Then raise that percentage” she says. “I don’t want” replies Dwayne. “I’ll make you” she says. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;She pushes Dwayne away.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;“Automatic Recovery Function Activated”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The blood around Dwayne began to evaporate.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“DEACTIVATE IT!” he thought.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;“Automatic Recovery Function Deactivated”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;He gives Saya a hard look and then smiles. “IT’S TAKING OVER ME!!” thinks Dwayne inside his own mind. Lightning then begins to appear around Crnobog.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“HAHA! THIS IS WHAT I WANT!” yells Saya as the lightning creates sparks. Crnobog quickly extends his arms and fingers.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“It has yet not taken over me… but I feel like I have less power over my body” thinks Dwayne.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;“Your d&lt;/b&gt;eath i&lt;b style=""&gt;s ass&lt;/b&gt;ure&lt;b style=""&gt;d” &lt;/b&gt;says Crnobog as his tone of voice switched from a really dark voice to his normal, demonical creepy voice. The dark voice sounded like if the devil himself was talking, while his normal voice just gave goose bumps to anyone. The wound in his chest closed and Crnobog immediately charged at Saya. He puts his fingers together and at the same time his nails, creating a sort of dagger. Swiftly he attacks Saya who counters by jumping away from him.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;She continues her attack by charging at Crnobog again. This time the monster will not wait and turns around and kicks Saya straight in the face. She backs away and throws the dagger at Crnobog. It hits it’s mark… the chest. It stabs in there but Crnobog just grins. Slowly he takes off the dagger from his chest and looks at it.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Shit” says Saya as she runs towards him again. This time though, Crnobog throws the dagger at her. With her amazing speed she evades it but what follows was unexpected to her. Crnobog, using his surrounding lightning, paralyzes Saya.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“What…” whispers the Japanese woman. With a swift blow to the head all was over for Saya. Her unconscious body falls to the blood spattered floor. Crnobog meanwhile raises his right hand and his nails form once again a dagger. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“STOP!” yells Dwayne inside his own head. &lt;i style=""&gt;“&lt;b style=""&gt;Why should I?”. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;“Because I am ordering you to!”. &lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;“And who are you to command me?” &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;“Your master!” &lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;“You fool! I have no master! I am you! Why don’t you realize it already and control my power the way it is supposed to be!” &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;“But I have no clue on how to control this power! It’s too much for me!” &lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;“I am your genes… I am your nanomachines… I am your body. You are just being seduced by your own power and thus your own consciousness disappears! Don’t let yourself fall for your own power! Control your body and your destiny! A body is of no use without a good brain! WAKE UP!” &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;“Wake up…”&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Yet it was too late as Crnobog had pierced his nails in Saya’s back. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;“So… &lt;/b&gt;I ju&lt;b style=""&gt;st needed to &lt;/b&gt;w&lt;b style=""&gt;ak&lt;/b&gt;e up” he realizes after pulling his nails off Saya’s dead body. Crnobog walks out of the room, having killed Saya. He informs the chief.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“You can now put your men there. It’s a mess of blood, but I hope you can stabilize the system.” he says, after returning back to his 25% of power, or his sane mode. “Everything is good except that, thanks” says the chief. “To you…” replies Crnobog. Outside the plant he looks at the steam boat still waiting for him.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“So he waited…” thinks Dwayne as he walks towards the water and begins to swim, heading towards the steam boat which at the same time was moving towards him. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Meanwhile, Alphonse stands firm and stares at Erheitz engulfed by flames. Both of them have been that way for some minutes already. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“There’s no way I’ll be able to defeat this guy on my own” thinks Alphonse already doubting of his victory, “but I’ll try” and finally smiles. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;He puts his left hand index finger over the edge of his blade. Slowly he cuts a small piece of skin from it, and green blood falls from the finger. Now with the tip of his katana bathed in that green liquid, he takes position and sways his sword to the right which lights up the tip of the sword in green fire, eventually it spreads all over the blade. Now with the sword set ablaze in green fire, Alphonse was ready to eliminate Erheitz. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The latter was not losing time either and with strength he lifts a part of the gasoline tank. With power he throws it at Alphonse who charges at Erheitz. This time he jumps over the tank and with amazing precision while doing a 720-grade- turn mid-air he gives Erheitz a straight cut in the chest. The thick deep armor is broken and the blade finally gets to the body of the giant man. The huge thing backs away immediately but Alphonse continues his intense attack, this time thrusting his sword straight into the broken part of the armor. The attack is success as the green flame and the blade pierce Erheitz’s body. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Sleep…” whispers Alphonse as the tip of his katana (already inside Erheitz’s body) explodes violently… and thus felt Erheitz. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“May God have mercy upon your soul” whispers Alphonse as he walks away cleaning his katana with a handkerchief that had the name “Eleana” written in gold over it. Caressing his blade with the handkerchief like that of a man touching a woman’s soft skin, he cleans the blade of any blood. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“WATCH OUT!” was suddenly yelled by Uncle Martin.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Behind him Erheitz had stood up once more and he was ready to give Alphonse the final blow. The atrocity of nature raises his right hand and closes his fist with such strength that the steel around his hand begins to bend. Finally he lowers his arm with such strength that it could destroy a huge building. But then it happened…. Lightning struck Erheitz. The giant man was sent flying backwards eventually crashing in the corner of a store. It was Crnobog.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Alphonse then stares at him.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“You took an awful amount of time” says Alphonse to Crnobog who had just landed in front of him. “Had to clean a nice mess” he replies.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Not far away, Erheitz was already standing up. “I can’t beat that guy alone” whispers Alphonse. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;“I’ll help you” replies Crnobog. “You seem different” says Alphonse as he stares at Erheitz not far away. “I’ve found my answer… for what I fight for” says Crnobog. “And you never knew for what you fought?” asks Alphonse. “It wasn’t clear enough” finally replies Crnobog. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;“We’ll chat later…” replies Alphonse with a gentle smile. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Return to me” hears Erheitz inside his helmet. The giant man then sets off running away.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Where is he going” says Alphonse as he already gets ready to run behind him when he looks at the far background. Atop a train rail a train was passing by. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Why is a train working?” asks Crnobog. “I have no clue…” replies Alphonse.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;In fact, a train was still working, running over a rail that was above the ground. Erheitz jumps and lands atop that train (breaking the roof of one of the wagons of course).&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Then the sound of speakers was heard.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“My great friend Crnobog… if you want to save your beloved Alexandra then ride that train and reach me… you will find me! If you don’t do as I say, then sadly she will have to die”&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“What!?” says a surprised Crnobog.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The trio of old men, Carlos, Grauchy and Uncle Martin walk towards the pair of heroes. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“The speakers and the train… they are remnants of the World War III. &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;New York City&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; was under attack in those times and so the government set up hidden speakers across the city, protected from an EMP by some steel cage or something. The working train passes over the ground and eventually goes under the ground… it is also protected from EMPs. It leads through a good part of &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;New  York City&lt;/st1:City&gt;, and even passes in front of the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Empire&lt;/st1:PlaceName&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;State&lt;/st1:PlaceType&gt;  &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Building&lt;/st1:PlaceType&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;. It was used to gather people and lead them to underground bunkers for protection.” Narrated Carlos. “Yeah, they were very useful. In those times fear of EMP bombs falling was high and so great priorities were taken” finishes Grauchy. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“So he’s using that train to lead me to him…” whispers Crnobog.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“So it seems” concludes Alphonse. “Fine… I’ll accept his challenge” says Crnobog as he defiantly walks towards the rails. “I will meet with you whenever you go” says Alphonse. “Fine” replies Crnobog.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Son… take care” says Uncle Martin. “Of course” he finally replies, running straight towards the rail. Using his great athletic abilities he jumps over buildings and eventually catches up with the ongoing blue-painted train. With great style he lands over the roof of the last wagon. Not surprising a wounded Erheitz was standing in the first wagon of the train and was walking towards Crnobog.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He does the same and walks towards Erheitz. Now the train was going underground, straight into a tunnel. It looked like the tunnel people seem to see when they die… except this one was going straight into the ground. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The strong wing flowed around Crnobog, swaying his spiked hair violently. He was determined to end this once and for all….&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But Erheitz was also ready… the huge man was drawing a huge iron hammer from the back. “That’s a new one…” whispers Crnobog. Now finally Erheitz enters the tunnel and in a few seconds Crnog enters it too. The fight atop the train… inside the dark tunnel… was about to take place. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35934131-4642524232476354571?l=omenofchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/4642524232476354571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35934131&amp;postID=4642524232476354571&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35934131/posts/default/4642524232476354571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35934131/posts/default/4642524232476354571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/2006/12/chapter-xv-tunnel-to-death.html' title='Chapter XV: The Tunnel to Death'/><author><name>Relix</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35934131.post-127340553162652221</id><published>2006-11-27T19:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T19:07:19.505-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chapter 14'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chapters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fighting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='battle'/><title type='text'>Chapter XIV: Battle Royale</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;Chapter XIV: &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Battle&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; Royale&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The steam ship was going as fast as it could, and only half the distance of 5 miles remained between the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;island&lt;/st1:PlaceType&gt; of &lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Power&lt;/st1:PlaceName&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; for the People and the steam ship.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“A bit more and I’ll jump” says Dwayne as the warm wind hits his transformed face. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I know nothing of the dangers that await me there…I don’t know what is going to happen. I just know that I am ready to throw away my fears and save everyone. Even if I must sacrifice my sanity or life in the process… I must save everyone” says Dwayne. “Good speech” says the old sailor maneuvering the ship. “Thanks” replies Dwayne. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Meanwhile in the city things were getting even uglier. More cops had arrived but things were getting worst with a even bigger multitude stealing, desperate and seeking help. No shots could stop the frenzy crowd from continuing their frantic efforts to survive or profit. It was a real chaos… and it was about to get worst. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“STOP!” says Grauchy as he stops a man from stealing a valuable necklace worth over $25,000. With a swift hit to the back of the neck with his katana’s hilt, Alphonse stopped the man.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“We shouldn’t be fighting for jewelry, but to help people” says Alphonse. “Shut up! I want this necklace for me!” yells Grauchy. “Great…” replies Alphonse. &lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“This is crazy!” yells McCaulthy as he gets pushed back by a bunch of people. “STOP!” yells Morales shooting his gun to the skies. A frantic man hits the poor man right in the face with a steel pole. The fat officer falls to the ground immediately&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;and people begin to run over him. In that moment Alphonse pushes away people from over Morales, saving the poor man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;”Please get up” says Alphonse. “I’ll try!” says Morales struggling to get up. Right then Alphonse glimpsed something. It was a man in a long gray coat and white hair with a also white moustache is running away.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“No way” says Alphonse who sets off behind the old man. Quickly he catches up with him.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“David!” yells Alphonse. The old man in the gray coat then stops and turns around. “Alphonse” he says with a smile in a creepy old voice… creepy because it was a “rough” voice. It was as if he had drunk a lot of alcohol in his life and smoked a lot. &lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“What are you up to now!” says Alphonse grabbing the man by the neck. “Hehe” was all the old guy said. “Who are you working for now?” asks Alphonse. “Dear Alphonse, it looks like I’ve finally found you! Haha, one of the escapees” replies David. “Are you following Dwayne? For who? The government?” asks Alphonse. “Answers you must find for yourself my dear experiment” says David. “You did it now!” says Alphonse. Suddenly a loud sound is heard followed by the yelling of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;”You’ve got more important things to do Mr. Alphonse” says David with a grin as he punches Alphonse straight in the chest. The blonde man lets go of the old man who quickly jumps a few feet away. “If you are helping BIO 002a be prepared for what will come” says David. Behind Alphonse in the “3&lt;sup&gt;rd&lt;/sup&gt; &lt;st1:street st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:address st="on"&gt;Commemorative Avenue&lt;/st1:address&gt;&lt;/st1:Street&gt;” the pavement is seen rising up like a wave. That wave eventually breaks down revealing behind it Erheitz. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Shit” says Alphonse. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The huge man has steel gauntlets in both hands and is wearing a huge steel armor, similar to that of Mordred, except he has no helmet. He quickly takes action and runs towards Erheitz. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Swiftly he draws his katana from his sheath and directs the attack to Erheitz’s head.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The huge possessed man raises his right arm and blocks Alphonse’s attack. The counterattack didn’t waste a second as Erheitz quickly let go a left hook. Alphonse, with amazing speed, jumps away and evades the punch that could otherwise break him. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The huge monster of nature is too strong and picks up a nearby SUV (&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Toyota&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; brand too). With both hands he throws it at Alphonse whose reply is to jump away and land atop the pole that is holding an American flag. Crowds of people were running away from the battlefield but valiant Sergeant Morales and his great ally McCaulthy stood firm, ready for the battle. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I’ll give you a rise” says Morales. “Yeah right” whispers McCaulthy. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Erheitz plants his hands inside the pavement and raises the road upwards. Alphonse counter attacks by throwing his sword at Erheitz. Unluckily the katana hits the steel armor, not inflicting damage on the man. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Erheitz, a man with even greater power thanks to Arthur’s inventions, waves his right hand horizontally. From the steel arm a sound wave is shot. The wave eventually reaches Alphonse, making him lose balance. The man, now unarmed, falls to his knees.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Dammit…” he says as he stares at the freak of nature looming closer to him every second. To his rescue comes the trio of old men: Grauchy, Carlos and Uncle Martin. Shotgun in hand they begin to shoot Erheitz.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I need the katana” says Alphonse. But he didn’t notice that Officer McCaulthy was close to his side. “A katana is a sword right?” he asks to Morales. “Yes” replies the wise fat man. “Good…” says McCaulthy who sets off running towards the katana over the ground. “NO!” yells Morales in quite a dramatic fashion. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Erheitz, already annoyed by the constant shooting from the old men, punches the ground with such a strength that the windows of nearby buildings are immediately broken. The ground shakes violently and the old men fall, while McCaulthy crawled over the ground, getting closer to the katana. Erheitz notices the skinny man and turns towards him. “McCaulthy!” yells Morales as he sets off running towards his friend. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Damn!” yells Alphonse as against all odds he stands up and runs towards Erheitz and raises his right hand. In front of the hand a sign in form a green circle appears. From the hand he shoots a green fire blast which catches Erheitz off guard, sending the huge man down.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I didn’t want to use that!” thinks Alphonse. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Wow…” says McCaulthy. Alphonse quickly grabs his katana. “Thanks” he says to both officers. “What the hell was that?” asks Morales. “That? Gene experimenting” he replies, finally having his katana back. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Some miles away, Dwayne was already within reach of the island. “I am setting off now” says Dwayne. “Go then! Save us!” yells the old man. “Wow.. so cliché” says Dwayne with a smile as he jumps from the ship, making it unstable for a few seconds afterwards. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Back into the battlefield, Erheitz and Alphonse continue their duel to the death. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Slowly, but steadily, Erheitz stands up firm in front of Alphonse. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Finally… a good match” he says in quite a creepy voice.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Alphonse sways his sword to the left and takes a running position.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Erheitz meanwhile raises his right hand high. Both stare at each other for a few seconds as a swift breeze passes over them, swaying Alphonse’s hair. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The young man quickly charges at Erheitz who counterattacks with another punch to the ground. The ground breaks in pieces as Alphonse jumps high over Erheitz. He safely lands behind the huge man, who quickly turns around with his left hand opened, making a wide attack. Alphonse has no option but to jump over Erheitz but this time he attacks. With a swift slash he manages to wound Erheitz’s right shoulder (sadly he missed the head). Not wasting a second he shoots another blast of green fire at Erheitz. The huge man receives the impact and is sent backwards over 10 feet but with amazing strength he grabs a gasoline tank from a truck in a nearby gas station. With determination he raises the 4,000 gallon gasoline tank and throws it at Alphonse. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“RUN!” yells Alphonse to the people as he runs towards the incoming tank. With amazing strength he does a downwards slash which pierces and breaks the tank’s steel. The intention was not to slice it in two (impossible for the size of his blade) but to deviate the tank from the people witnessing the battle towards the ground. He succeeds and the tank violently falls over the broken road. Surprisingly it didn’t explode and the gasoline splatters all over the road. But something was wrong… Erheitz was smiling. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;He extends both his arms to opposite ways and with great strength he claps. The steel of his hands collides and creates sparks which immediately set the gasoline ablaze. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“NO!” says Alphonse as he jumps away. He was soaked with gasoline and the quick-spreading fire eventually caught his body. A huge yell is heard as the man falls to the road surrounded by a hellish fire. His whole body was burning. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“BURN IN HELL!” yells Erheitz. The blonde man yells in agony as he tries to stand up. But then a savior appeared… it was none other than Grauchy and Carlos, both with fire extinguishers. Immediately they spread the foam over the burning man.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Erheitz slowly heads towards them as the hellish fire surrounds him… he is seemingly unaffected by it. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The fire extinguishers worked very fast and most of Alphonse’s body was already free from fire.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Impressively his face was mostly unaffected by the fire, with only a few marks and only some parts of his hair were burnt. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Thanks…” whispers Alphonse still trying to recover strength. “Don’t thank us! Thank the people! They stole the freaking extinguisher from a store and gave it to us so we could save us! Now… do your stuff!” says the always spontaneous Grauchy.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The two old men quickly run away. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Let’s go!” yells Alphonse with even greater determination as in front of him a huge wall of fire raised up, with the almighty Erheitz in the middle of it. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Meanwhile Dwayne already arrived at the hydrogen plant and made his way inside. Workers were trying to hold the place together but something was weird… explosions were heard from some side.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“It’s the demon!” yells one of the workers trying to maintain the plant stable. “I am here to help! What can I do?” asks Dwayne (still as Crnobog). “Help us out dammit! We are trying to maintain this stable after the EMP exploded! But we are having problems, the guys at the High-temperature electrolysis room are having problems! Someone is inside there! The nuclear reactor that creates the hydrogen is unstable right now, but someone has killed everyone inside that room!” says the chief operator, a man in a yellow suit. &lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Someone?” asks Dwayne. “We dare not go inside” says the chief. “I am going in, keep this under control” says Dwayne. “First you need instructions right?” asks the chief. “Oh yeah…” replies Dwayne. “Follow the green line pasted over the wall, it will lead you to the room” replies the chief. “Thanks” says Dwayne as he follows the green line which eventually leads into a green corridor. Then it turns right into a room with lots of tubes and pipes. It leads to a door with the nuclear sign in it. He is unable to open it due to security.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;”Damn it!” says Dwayne. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Then the speakers turned on: “Hey monster, we know that you are on our side, so I am going to open the door so… watch out”.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But then something happened. The door was open with a sudden hit from the inside. Immediately the whole system surrounding it falls to the ground, and on the other side of the door Saya was standing.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“We meet again demon-boy” she says as she lowered her right leg. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Inside the room it was a mess of smoke and everyone was dead, lying over a pool of blood. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“So… Mordred is seeking for this plant to explode… then it would be a real chaos” says Dwayne. “Bingo” she replies. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35934131-127340553162652221?l=omenofchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/127340553162652221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35934131&amp;postID=127340553162652221&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35934131/posts/default/127340553162652221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35934131/posts/default/127340553162652221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/2006/11/chapter-xiv-battle-royale.html' title='Chapter XIV: Battle Royale'/><author><name>Relix</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35934131.post-2980036800172811120</id><published>2006-11-24T23:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T23:38:36.174-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter XIII: The Fall of the Titan</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;Chapter XIII: The Fall of the Titan&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Uncle, no!” says Dwayne. “Why the hell no?” asks Martin. “He’s a friend” replies Dwayne. “Oh, so he switched his cables…” whispers Grauchy.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“No Grauchy! Its not that!” replies Dwayne. “Tell me…” whispers Martin.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Uncle.. I… I am…” staggers Dwayne. “Oh I very well know who you are son” says Martin. “What?” asks Dwayne surprised.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“And you will tell me I wouldn’t ever notice you jumping through the windows? I know who you were all along, yet I kept that secret to myself” says Martin. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Uncle…” whispers Dwayne quite shocked. “What has happened to you?” asks Martin. “I don’t know… one day I transforme-“ was all he could say. “I don’t mean that, I mean… what has just happened to you now?” asks Martin. “And you aren’t going to ask what am I?” asks Dwayne. “Kiddo, there are things I am better off not knowing. Now, what has just happened?” asks Martin.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“A missile will be launched right into NNYC. We must stop it… and I’ll need your help Uncle, yours too Grauchy and Carlos” says Dwayne.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Yeah! SOME HARDCORE ACTION!” yells Grauchy. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Underground, just below &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Hudson Bay&lt;/st1:place&gt; a chaos is taking place. Inside that underground bunker blood is splattered all over the thick walls of concrete and steel. Dead soldiers lie all over the floor. Inside a room Erheitz is killing one last soldier by breaking his skull. The soldier’s body falls to the floor shortly after. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Erheitz inserts a disk into a slot loading system. A hologram appears, and a missile appears in it. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Electromagnetic Pulse Missile: Titan” it read. Immediately he calls his superior. “Lord Mordred, it is done” he says. “Fine. Get your ass off the facility…. The fireworks begin now” replies Mordred. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;In Washington D.C preparations were already taking place. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Sir, we have an update on the NNYC Hudson underground bunker situation” says General Richard to President Adam. “What is it?” he asks. “Communications with the facility has been broken. We fear Titan might be under their possession” replies the General.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Goodness sake!” says the Defense Secretary, Winefield an old bald man of around 75 years. He was short and used glasses to see.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Send the Fs” was Adam’s sudden reaction. “The Fs?!?” replies Richard a bit surprised. “That crazy bastard of Arthur must be stopped at all costs. Bomb him. Send missiles to him, anything… just kill the bastard” were the President’s words. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“What about the city?” says Richard. “It will not be the first time it will be destroyed. The information he knows is way too confidential, we need him dead at all costs” replies Adam.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“What about the media?” asks Winefield. “We will just say terrorists did it” replies Adam. “But… what about the BIO guy?” asks Winefield. “Bomb him too… we will kill two birds in one shot”.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Sir, isn’t it a bit extreme to bomb part of the city to kill 2 guys?” says Richard. “Richard, just send the order and send the F birds” says Adam. “Y-yes sir” replies Richard. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;In NNYC, Mordred took action. He was inside his laboratory sipping a drink while a unconscious Alexandra lied not far away from him. “My revenge shall begin now…” he says as a holographic keyboard appears in front of him.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I have access to the Titan… and I’ll send it right away” says Mordred. “For you Laura”.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The waters of the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Hudson Bay&lt;/st1:place&gt; grew uneasy. Tourists walked close to the Bay.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Look at that…” says one of them. Then the ground begins to shake. Bubbles begin to appear from within the water. Nearby buildings were shaking like sticks. Then from the water a missile appears. It flies straight towards the sky. Around the steel cover it reads: “TITAN”. The light from the propulsion system causes an unmistakable shine of light. People begin to point at the flying object that to their surprise stops propelling and slowly begins to turn, obviously aiming at NNYC. As it takes position the propulsion system restarts and the missile heads towards land at a blazing speed. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;People south of the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Central Park&lt;/st1:place&gt; were doing their daily routine when suddenly from the skies it came. It was the Titan. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The multitude begins to yell in chaos as the missile heads ready to hit the South of Central Park. It speeds even more as it gets closer to the ground. The steel frame separates and reveals a black bomb inside it. Not stopping for a second the black bomb falls on the ground. A huge explosion takes place and thousands are killed instantly. Nearby buildings begin to fall or their windows break violently. The road begins to rise as huge smoke column raises high towards the skies. The whole ground was shaking with great power. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A huge shockwave then appears and it begins to quickly spread. But it really wasn’t a shockwave… it was more like a field… a magnetic field. It quickly expands and whatever it touched… was damaged.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The trains of the subway were the first to be affected. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I CAN’T CONTROL THIS!” says a machinist as he maneuvered a train in an over-the-ground rail. The train grew out of control and it continued ahead, breaking the rails.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The train hits a small concrete bar and the train proceeds to fall right over a car and over some people. Not far from there two trains collided. The traffic lights were quickly damaged as well.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A man who is driving a car crosses the light thinking there was a power outage. A truck suddenly crosses the avenue and he pushes the brake as strong as he can but it does not respond. In a second he crashes on the side of the truck. The truck also grows out of control and collides with some parked cars. The electromagnetic wave expanded extremely fast. No cars were working and most people on them crashed… the brakes weren’t working. Trains collided, fell or crashed with walls. There was no power in the whole city… not a light or a TV to be seen. Anything with electronics inside was damaged and chaos quickly took control of New New York City.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A few minutes later Dwayne (as Crnobog) and Alphonse arrive at the roof of a building in NNYC. In the streets its just pure chaos. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Oh my God…” whispers Dwayne obviously surprised by the desperation of the people. “The pulse was huge…” says Alphonse. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“What the hell are we going to do now?” says Dwayne. “We need to calm the people down” says Alphonse when all of a sudden an ear-destroying siren is heard. Both of them look at their sides when Dwayne spots something in the background.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Oh my God” was all he could say. Five miles away from the coastline and in a human-made island called “Power of the People” a hydrogen electric plant was deploying huge amounts of smoke from within. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“The EMP got to the power plant” says Alphonse. “It’s unstable”. “So, what the hell are we supposed to do? If that thing explodes it won’t be pretty” says Dwayne. “I’ll calm the people in the streets and look for Mordred, you meanwhile go and take care of the hydrogen plant” says Alphonse.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Not a bad plan” says Dwayne. “Let’s go!” says Alphonse. “Yeah!” replies Dwayne as he jumps from the roof to another building’s roof.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Alphonse meanwhile jumps from the building all the way to the ground. He lands safely and with no problems. People were already breaking windows and stealing things from stores.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;There were no news, no cars, no subway, no airplanes, no ships, no TV, no communication, nothing electronic was working. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“How will I get to the island” asks himself Dwayne as he sees the column of white smoke rise. He looks to the ground and sees something interesting.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Steam Powered Ship! Only in the world!” read the sign that advertised a small steam ship. “Pfft… sometimes I think it must be a miracle I find things so easily” thinks Dwayne as a smile draws over his mouth. He runs towards the man in front of the steam ship, an old man with blue shirt.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Sir, I need help. I need for the ship to take me to the power plant island!” says Dwayne (still as Crnobog…). The man lets go of a cigarette he was smoking and stands in shock in front of Crnobog. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Please… for the future of this city and the world!” says Dwayne. “S-S..uuure” replies the man shaking in his boots (literally). &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;“Thanks! Let’s quickly go!” says Dwayne. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Meanwhile Alphonse wasn’t enough to control the crowd. Of course he could his katana… but it would be too extreme.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In that moment two officers arrive. It was McCaulthy and Sergeant Morales. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Come McCaulthy!! WE’VE GOT WORK TO DO!!” says Morales in quite a cocky way. “Si… Sir, shouldn’t we wait for backup?” asks McCaulthy. “Backup my ass! This can make me the police commissioner!” yells Morales. Not far away, Grauchy, Uncle Martin and Carlos arrived at the chaos scene in downtown NNYC.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Let’s revive our days of war and glory!” says Grauchy, shotgun in hand. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;The pieces are set, the game has started... the final battle is soon to come… =).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35934131-2980036800172811120?l=omenofchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/2980036800172811120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35934131&amp;postID=2980036800172811120&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35934131/posts/default/2980036800172811120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35934131/posts/default/2980036800172811120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omenofchaos.blogspot.com/2006/11/chapter-xiii-fall-of-titan.html' title='Chapter XIII: The Fall of the Titan'/><author><name>Relix</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35934131.post-2230507786553539505</id><published>2006-11-22T10:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T10:39:48.177-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving!</title><content type='html'>Hello to everyone! Just stopping by and wishing you all a Happy Thanksgiving. Remember you will be eating turkey this Thursday and turkey sandwiches the Friday =). I planned to make a misc post like this earlier on but I decided to wait until Thanksgiving so
