VORTAL
The story of the first freindly vort on earth, and it's adventures in trying to understand the odd planet. some language. R&R
VORTAL
The Vortigaunt City, Xreoblios (Pronounced Zretropolis), Xen
Looking at it now, you couldn't tell the city had been the capital of the Borderworld at one point. It had towers taller than any on Earth, large libraries, and a museum of curious artifacts, including a metal can that stored liquid, a spiky plant in an odd container, and a script bound between two pieces of flayed skin, entitled The Complete works of Wilam Shakspar, from which the Vortal kind learned an odd language, or at least parts of it. Then, the Nihilanth (pronounced Nahalanth) took over. The Nihilanth was the leader of a species originally called Ygdr'siil, which meant leader or commander, due to the fact that they had the brains to lead all of Xen. All of them were smaller than the Vortigaunts, except for the Nihilanth. They had already enslaved one of the two other borderworld races, the X'clath (Alien Grunts). Then, they took the Vortal Empire. It was a surprise attack; The X'clath stormed them by sky. They were shackled, and told to either invade another world, or to stay and manage the city and remake it in the Nihilanth's image. The rebels were fed to the Antlions or just killed on the spot. Then, it happened. A great disturbance in the Vortessence was felt throughout the Vortal kind. They saw it as clearly as if they were there: The Nihilanth, falling to an odd-looking creature. It had only two arms, two eyes, and orange and black skin. It was wielding a weapon that was made of red and black metal. The weapon was the last thing the Nihilanth saw as it fell. Then, the creature was gone. The shackles of the Vortigaunts split, and it is here where are story really begins.
Xrotee (Crotee), as was his given name, was working in the Antlion farms when it happened. There was a loud SNAP! And his collar gave, as did his suppression manacles. He turned and attacked the nearest X'clath he could find and turned it to a pile of meat with full, unsuppressed Vortal power. "What is this?" he asked in his native tongue. "The Nihilanth is…dead?" He held his arms to the sky and cried the only word that was heard around Xen at the time: "Freedom!" There was a rumbling sound and it was clear what was happening: a storm. Not an ordinary storm, a portal storm. He looked up and saw the shimmer heading his way. The storms did not generally affect organic matter, but he teleported as far into the city as he could. Then, he started running. He could detect that there was still a teleporter working, and that it might take him to the other world. Unfortunately, he tripped, and his leg got stuck under a Snark egg sac. "K'latha!" he swore. If I provided a translation for this, it would be censored anyway. And with that, the storm swept over him, and he was gone, into the other world.