Fire Rains Down
By Magus732
A hot, humid morning greeted Antor as he opened the window in his lab. The grey-haired scientist hadn't slept one wink since he started his new project. His tired blue eyes saw him put the finishing touches to his machine, at which point he pulled a lever, stood back, and heard the sound of creation. As the mechanism whirred to life before him, he felt a sense of joy; at last, his project was complete, and his superiors would see the fruits of his labor. As the grinding of gears and hum of crystals faded, he heard the sound of labored breathing permeate the room. As a large hatch opened, out came a tall, pointed-eared male creature, skin as black as night. His coal-black eyes turned obediently to his new master, waiting to hear his orders. Quickly, the elderly scientist summoned his superiors, and as they came to look at his work, they marveled at its design.
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"With three times our strength, almost twice as much intelligence, and vastly superior reflexes, this new being should serve our armies well, my lords." Antor spoke excitedly. The group of graying generals stared in wonder at the silent creature standing before them, wondering just what he could do. Without so much as a word, he bowed to them respectfully, eyeing the floor in reverence.
"Good work, Antor. He is docile?" One general asked curiously.
"Completely docile, General. He will only attack if ordered to do so."
"Or to defend himself, perhaps?" Another general piped in.
"No, only if ordered, sir. He's been bred to obey us without fail."
"Yes..." One particularly regal officer said quietly. "This creature will serve us perfectly..."
...little did he know... within a few short centuries...
This "completely docile" creature would be their undoing...