Cyborg the barbarian
Chapter One
The water was navy blue, almost black. It glided over large hunks of brown coral and parted every time a fish flicked its tail. Thin slivers of golden sunlight occasionally pierced the dark water and illuminated the yellow sand. Once the sunlight touched the coral, it came alive, revealing a multitude of colors hidden underneath the brown gunk. Red, purple, yellow, green, pink coral shone brightly; small fish swam in and out of the various coral. Their bodies formed a chaotic mass of wriggling fish that swam around the coral. Each fish was a different color, shape, and size. A large, grey-skinned shark hovered just above the sand. The shark's asymmetrical tail moved slowly back and forth and the small, triangular fins protruding from its stomach pushed the shark forward. Its nostrils flared when it came near the school of fish and the shark opened its mouth, creating an expression akin to a grin. A greenish-gray fish about one foot long slowly hovered around the shark until it attached to the shark's soft, white underbelly with a loud pop. The dorsal fin it used to cling onto the shark had split sideways to form a series of ridges. Brown, tan, and gold creatures writhed in the sand. The movement caught the shark's attention and it jabbed its long, smooth nose into the sand. The creatures sprang out of the sand and scattered in all directions. Immediately, the shark zeroed in on a group of fish with large, tan scales and large stomachs. The shark quickly caught up with the squirming fish. The shark opened its mouth, stretched its jaw, and swallowed the squirmed fish in one gulp. Behind it, a woman with black eyes pressed her caramel hand on the shark's silky back. She shook her head, in order to push the rebelling strands of hair out of her face. Cerulean water rushed into her eyes; she shook her head and a thin, dark film covered her eyes. The woman used her other hand to tuck the strands back into her chignon. Her long, arrow-like nose flared when she smelled blood and her full, brown-pink lips curled into a smile. Grabbing the only fin jutting out from the shark's back, the woman pumped her long, orange tail up and down. Several greenish-gray fish about two feet long swam beside her until they could fasten their abnormal dorsal fins to her scales. The shark aggressively swam from side to side in an attempt to remove the women's hand from its back. The woman forcefully pushed past the barriers in the shark's mind, begging, Swim with me. The shark replied, Grab my back fin. The woman complied with a large smile on her face. They swam in a circle for a short period of time until the shark shook off the woman's hand; it flicked it tail back and forth until it shot away from her like a rocket. A gigantic amount of water rushed into the woman's mouth when she opened her jaws. The gills on her neck opened and closed, pulling water into and also shoving water out simultaneously. She stretched out right hand and placed it over her left hand. Her arms instantly moved up and down in a wave-like motion. Her tail did the same. She jerked her hand to the left and then to the right like a cyclone; her midsection and tail twisted in response to her hands. The fish scrambled out of her way, diving into the multi-color coral. She smiled and swam faster and faster. Soon, she swam several miles until she ran into a tall, imposing wall. The steel wall was fused in the center by metal bolts that span rapidly. She looked up and saw a steel, circular disk housing a short, burly man with an obsidian tail. The man yanked his blood-red, elongated trident off of the disk and, clasping both hands together, swan down to meet the woman. Swishing her tail angrily, she opened her mouth and swallowed a large amount of cerulean water. The man circled around her, eying her billowing white dress. The dress covered the area where her thighs would be and ballooned out, revealing small, densely packed scales; He stretched out his hand and caressed the tip of the dress. She battered away his hand with her translucent dorsal fin and turned so she could look him in the eye. The man gazed at her with twinkling gray eyes, but before she could embrace him, he schooled his expression into a blank mask.
The man opened his mouth and sang in a rich, velvety voice, "Thvegu hiop bulick reatch, Tituba (Why are you here Tituba)?"
"Iuthe tyer banmkp luwever youl tyh enkaoe betyjmabdm lkebncm (I have come to help a sea perch give birth.)" She replied in a high soprano voice that bounced off of the steel gate and the rock cliffs surrounding it.
"Isntha erb nemp wnamop (Is that so)?" He asked, giggling.
"Abvcetwaqy (Absolutely)." She sang.
The man drew a square in the water; instantly, a light blue grid covered in white swirls and numbers appeared. He pressed a series of numbers and swan back. The gate shuddered and the metal bolts whirled even faster. Finally, the bolts retracted and the gate popped open. The woman shot through the gate like a rocket and swam head first into a school of green polka dot fish. The fish squirmed and, with a series of shrieks and moaned, moved out of Tituba's way. The man shook his head as he watched her frolic. The gate slammed shut and he gracefully slithered back to his post. Meanwhile, on the other side of the gate, the current picked up. It whipped fish out of their comfortable coral beds and slammed them into the surrounding cliffs. Tituba let out a whoop as the current twined its long fingers around her shimmering tail and threw her forward. She pumped her arms and tail up and down, moving with the current. It kept pushing her towards the black cliff with dangerously sharp rocks, until she forced her body to the right and escaped the current. Her gills opened and closed rapidly, and she gulped down water even faster than the speed of light. Her heart rate increased and clutched her chest as her heart attempted to jump into her throat. Tituba smiled and swan towards a small piece of lavender coral.
Several days later, a fifty foot wide, three hundred foot long tube cut through the water. Tituba frolicked in the water; she twisted her flexible body into circles and, when she got tired, she would slow down until she swan at a snail's pace. She would frequently coil her large dorsal fin to form a cradle. In it, her cradle would scoop an enormous amount of water, only to fling it back onto her body. Tituba wrapped her tail around her upper body and curled into a ball. She floated down and pressed her body into the sand. The sand stirred and covered her body like a thick film. A humming noise broke the serene atmosphere, and the woman compressed her into the sand. Her eyes widen and her thin, ebony eyebrows shot up into her hairline. She whimpered softly until the submarine passed over her.
Inside the submarine, all was quiet and dark. The only noise that pierced the quiet was the sound of buttons being pressed and the wide screen that covered an entire wall glowed electric blue. The people sat in front of a large and broad keyboard. They wore thick, black headphones that covered their ears and they stared mutely at the glowing screen. One of the mute people slouched in his small, metal chair. His head slipped down to his shoulder and then to the keyboard in front of him. He wrapped his pale, scrawny arms around his thin, haggard face. The man closed his eyes and his long, blonde eyelashes covered the purplish-black spots under his eyes.
The screen suddenly stopped glowing and said in a metallic voice, "Disturbance detected. Disturbance detected. Disturbance detected. Disturbance detected."
The sleeping man mumbled, "Shut up you stupid monitor."
He rearranged his arms so that they supported his face. His ears filled with a soft, musical sound. It oohed and aahed, going up and down the musical scale. Shocked, the man opened his eyes and straightened his back.
"Commander?" he called out in an uncertain voice. "I think you should hear this."
A tall man with milk chocolate skin and cropped salt and pepper hair placed his hands on the thick metal bar and looked down at the people staring at the wide screen. He sighed and pressed a button on the side of the bar. A small stairwell jutted out of the wall; he placed his long booted foot on the first stair, staring at the beeping screen all the while. The scrawny, sleep deprived man gestured for the commander to come to him. The commander jumped down the stairs and ripped the headphones off of the blonde man. He thrust the headphones onto his ears, and then gasped when he heard the noise.
"That isn't another submarine." He said in surprise. "Samantha!"
A small woman with long red hair wrapped in a tight bun looked at the commander.
"Send this noise to the Pentagon. I have no idea what it is."
Samantha nodded and typed a code into the computer.
All the while, the submarine moved closer and closer to the steel wall. The woman gasped in shock when she noticed the direction the submarine was heading in. Then, she noticed the large shapes behind the submarine. Tituba swam underneath the submarine, all the while sucking in massive amounts of water and whimpering softly. The shapes became clearer as she got closer. An enormous blob of shimmering water floated behind the submarine. For a moment, she noticed a grey trident peeking out of the shimmering water. The trident was branded by a skewed black T. Oh no. Tituba thought with dread. She uncurled her body and shot like a rocket towards the steel wall.
After many days of swimming at top speed, Tituba finally reached the steel wall. Her tail barely pumped up and down and Tituba's hands hung limp at her sides.
When she saw the steel wall, Tituba moaned, "Utukda nklhj dfnkle (Just keep swimming.)"
Tituba's eyes drooped and then closed completely. Her long black hair twitched when a fish several miles away flicked its tail side to side. Even though her eyes were closed, she could see "lines" whenever the fish contracted its muscles. Tituba barely remain upright in the water; eventually, her hands slammed into the wall. She hissed as slivers of pain crawled up her arms.
Inside the blob of water, seventy thousand pale skinned men and women with four slits on their necks swam slowly behind the submarine. These pale-skinned, gilled people propelled themselves in the water by scissoring their muscular legs. They wore brightly colored armor that clung to their brawny bodies and mimicked scales; many carried long metal tridents and they also wore a thin belt made out of seaweed. Small handguns were concealed in the deep pockets of the belt. Others wore slim swords with pasty pearls fastened onto the handle and small daggers studded with electric blue sapphires, seaweed green emeralds, and blood red rubies. The man at the head of the soldiers had a face that was carved out of marble. He was expressionless; however, inwardly he sighed.
What? A man with corn colored hair sent the thought to the commander.
The commander turned his flat, triangular head towards the blonde man. He blew a bubble and nudged it until the bubble popped in the blonde man's face. Instead of answering, the commander sent a barrage of images into the blonde one's mind. Visions of a city at the bottom of the ocean that was formed of a material similar to purplish-grey coral flickered through the blonde man's mind. Some of the city's building stood tall and erect, but others were circular and dome shaped, and others still were triangular and made out of a material similar to glass. Suddenly, the magnificent city burst into flames. Dark-skinned people with long, scaled tails swam away from the city at top-speed; when they reached a certain point, they would be shot with small bullets made out of dense water. The bullets ripped through the dark-skinned people and spewed their guts everywhere. The flames spread throughout the entire city and continued to burn long after the city was turned into a crisp.
Singing loudly, she beckoned to the security guard. He stopped swimming in circles around the disk and floated down to her. The women twisted her long fingers into claws and grabbed his black armor.
She pulled him close and placed her lips onto his ear: "Theunlo sumnbhjdk tholsn ejnfkla kdie dhse sdcityn (There is a machine in the water and its headed for the city! It will take several days to reach it!)"
The man abruptly pulled away from her and swished his tail in anger. Responding to his movement, the armor covering his tail fell off. Embarrassed, the man placed his hands over a small patch of scales where his penis would be and, wrapping the edge of his translucent, black dorsal fin around his armor, pulled it back onto him. The woman smirked, but, to her surprise, the man threaded his fingers with hers and pulled her over the wall. She winced as they passed through the hardened wall of water above the steel wall; the man drew a square and pressed one number in the middle of the square. Their bodies dissolved and separated into small, light blue squares.
The squares circled around and around until they clumped together. The security guard and the woman reappeared in front of a series of tall buildings. A school of striped fish swam around them and a shark barreled through the security guard and the woman. Once they passed, the woman gasped in shock. The buildings in front of them glowed, casting their golden light into the dim water. People with colorful, shimmering tails fused to their waists moved their arms and tail in a wave-like motion to propel themselves forward. The women shook their long, flowing hair out of their face, clasped hands and twirled, dipped, and spun in the water. The men wrapped their long, muscular tails around each other and tried to flip their opponent onto their stomach. One of the men dug his claws into his opponent's short hair and pulled his opponent onto his stomach and flung him backwards. The man went head over tail and slammed into a titanium wall. The security guard and the woman clasped hands and swam through the dancing woman. Music filled their minds when the people opened their mouths and sang loudly. They slowed down when they reached another wall, but this wall immediately swung open, and they glided through. Suddenly, a group of seven men and women covered head to tail in black, metallic armor outlined in silver pressed the tips of their tridents into the security guard and Tituba's necks. They snarled, revealing long, pointed teeth.
Tituba peered into their mouths, staring at the double rows of ivory teeth; she sighed and sang softly in a low voice, "thouasmndiao kenjsld dnjcdk wy iamnmkdslch (We need to see the leader urgently)."
"Bjadkdcskha njkslfvjk ejkidcbnakj thjsb (What do you need to see her for ?)"One guard with a long pink tail covered in black stripes asked.
"Tyueiknd jdkals impojjkf, Matlided. Whelfhjs fjkl fhkjel fnk djklawdcnm (that does not matter, Matlided. Where is your identification?)" Another guard piped up.
"Nkdalh njdnfjdkal jffguek mkjaeoid fhufki (She needs to hear this.)" the security guard stated min a no nonsense matter.
When the guards did not budge, the woman closed her mouth until her full lips form a small O. In a shrill and tinny voice she shrieked, "njehaikfnk fhjeihfios bhynfkoemsc (We need to see her now)!"
One of the guards near the back of the group slipped away while the woman shrieked. The others moved closer and pressed the tips of their trident even deeper into the security guard and the woman's necks. Blood welled to the surface and stained the water red. The guards stretched their mouths into a grin and sank their teeth into the rough, moist skin.
Inside a building in the center of the city, a woman with shark-like cerulean blue eyes, milk chocolate skin, and long raven hair swam back forth. Her navy blue dorsal fin tapped a grey wall in frustration and her arms flailed wildly. Ahead of her, a thick oval tube composed of a titanium core and steel webbing lay in the flaxen sand. The center had razor edges that whirled around and around; underneath the spinning razors, a sapphire light pulsed. It blinked over and over until finally it went out. The woman wrinkled her small button nose when she noticed the machine's light had turned off. She growled, sending a stream of clear bubbles to the surface and dislodging the small greenish-gray fish that attached themselves to her scales. Above her, the still waves churned when the bubbles broke the surface. She sighed and thumped her tail against the wall. After that, she thrust herself forward and wrapped a slim finger around a long, thin cylinder.
Back at the entrance of the city, the security guard moaned when a woman with a scarlet tail spotted with yellow polka dots, removed the armor covering his lower back. She bit into the sensitive skin there and giggled when he let out a shriek. Red water glided over the writhing mass of bodies swimming in front of the entrance. The people dancing and singing outside abruptly stopped and watched the guard rip, tug, and shred the security guard and the woman's clothes. The one lone guard who zipped away hid behind the corner of a tall building. He pressed his body against the smooth, cold wall and pressed a button on the side of the building. He slipped inside and swam past a series of doors. The guard lifted his tail and banged it on a metal door. Immediately, the door opened, revealing a woman with long raven hair twisted into thin braids and large, sapphire eyes swimming back and forth. Her lavender dress covered her tail up to where her knees would be. A lean, translucent fin that looked like a mixture of turquoise and sky blue protruded out of the turquoise scales. The turquoise scales bled into the metallic blue scales covering the area below her knees. These metallic blue scales tampered into a forked dorsal fin. The outer skin of the forked fin was thick, ridged, and outlined in indigo, while the inner part was a thin, translucent navy blue. When she turned to the right, the lavender dress rode up to reveal sky blue scales where her thighs would be. Upon further inspection, the scales became a lighter blue closer to her waist. Thin slits on her neck opened and closed, temporarily revealing pink and red flesh. To his surprise, the fin behind her knees was outlined in navy blue and…
Shtilsnfms hdladjka nehufkeahe ejht (Stop focusing on her beautiful fin. You need to tell her about what is going on at the entrance of the city). He thought.
The guard swam in front of her and nodded. He pressed his two hands together like he was praying and curled his tail around his waist.
"Mjye Lajegdk, Sarasim, ajkdhjfkf lehjfke fhel (My lady, Sarasim, please allow me to ask you something)."He begged.
The woman cocked her head in curiosity and asked, "bikfhukjafgka hjfksyh tht (why have you called me?)"
"dakfgak hufiakfugfe jieaoyf... Iafhuaekgf gfieafkgy ehejtyf euafgh (Because I…Never mind. I will just show you.)"
The guard twisted a metal ring around his middle finger. A blue screen pooped up; however, it only showed static. He smacked the ring several times until it showed a group of people covered in black armor feeding on a long orange tail. The guard angled the screen so the woman could see around the corner. Her eyes widened in horror as she stared at her guards attacking two people. She mumbled a short invocation and the screen went black. The man gazed at his ring in shock. He smacked the ring, snarling frustration. All of a sudden, small, blue squares danced in front of his eyes. The man's tail flicked up and down and he rubbed his eyes in frustration. When he opened his eyes again, the lady was nowhere to be seen.
The guards adjusted their armor and angled their heads so they could take bigger chunks out of their prey. Suddenly, a light blue square appeared in front of the guards. More and more squares appeared until the guards stopped feeding and looked on in horror. Then, the squares fused into one and revealed the outline of a woman's body. Still composed of small, light blue squares, the woman swam forward. Occasionally, a square would float away from the rest and disappear into the murky water. The woman growled and the squares compressed into a giant glob; after the squares gave off a blue light that blinked on and off, they revealed a tall woman with a multi-colored tail. Her eyes flashed and she shouted a series of insults that left the murdering guards whimpering and swimming around her tail. They circled around her with blood dripping off of their ivory teeth. Tituba winced as the large hole in her orange tail began to close. Red muscle fibers stretched out and reattached to each other like pieces of rope being tied together, yellow-white fat bubbled to the surface and shook when the saltwater passed over it, and finally, small, orange scales reappeared over the jello-like fat.
Sarasim lifted her chin and waited patiently for the people to finish healing.
The woman bowed her head and folded her hands like she was praying: "Mjye Lajegdk, Sarasim, ajkdhjfkf lehjfke fhel (My lady, Sarasim, please allow me to ask you something)."She begged.
Sarasim nodded while she circled around the woman with an orange tail.
Tituba sighed, "Tyoen. Bjks jkdslhf humasn adkjl djskl, andbh hjskhf jkislhfs atlanteasn(You are not going to like what I have to tell you. But, humans are outside of our gate and atlanteans are following them)."
Sarasim nodded and patted the woman's shoulder: "Hahkdjkh huekhf fjiljhy thjfhjkd, (Thank you for alerting me.)"
Sarasim sighed and twisted the small metal bracelet on her wrist.
She brought it up to her lips and shouted, "YJAKLD REGD YJAKLD REGD (CODE RED CODE RED)!"
The large plasma screens posted in the middle of many tall building glowed red. Pandemonium ensued. The people swimming, singing, and dancing outside of the city limits swam into the city. When the last person crossed, the thin, black gates shut and a titanium wall broke through the sand and covered the gate.
The large plasma screens posted on the tall buildings screamed, "YJAKLD REGD YJAKLD REGD (CODE RED CODE RED)!"
Some of the people swam into erect buildings covered in brown, gray, and lavender coral. The buildings twisted as titanium webbing wrapped around them. Sarasim, the guards, and Titutba swam towards a building in the center of the city. The metal doors opened immediately when Sarasim looked into a small, square device the projected a thin red beam that analyze her eye.
"Sarasim Yidhnhj-dhjsjkl (Sarasim and party recognized)." The device said in a soft, robotic voice.
The party swam into the building. Once they turned left, they entered a large room. The room was filled with burly men covered in hair and tall, muscular woman strapping long strips of black armor on their bodies. The tail colors ranged from a dull brown to a bright neon green to rainbow. A long table that was bolted to the tiled floor had weapons covering every inch of it. The people strapping armor to their bodies plucked a weapon off of the table and pressed a button on the side. The weapons would fold in on themselves, shrinking to a minuscule size.
A small man with a gold and red polka dotted tail swam up to Sarasim and handed her a long roll of black strips. She batted the roll with her tail and watched as it came apart. The strips fastened themselves around her wide dorsal fin first and then wrapped around the rest of her tail. When the armor pinned her thin, lavender dress to her body and covered her arms, Sarasim swam through the ranks of warriors to watch them strap on their armor. She stopped when she reached the end of the floor. Kicking her tail, Sarasim swam so that she was one foot above each and every warrior.
"Mina( everyone), honew dht fll abmdsh jfihufk the humasn andjk atlanteasn (how do you feel about fighting some humans and atlanteans?)"Sarasim asked.
The warrior stared at her for one long moment. Then, they lifted their right fist and let out bloodthirsty battle cry that shook the walls and made the floor rumble. Sarasim smiled mischievously, revealing double rows of thin, ivory teeth that sharpened to a sharp point. The small man that handed Sarasim her armor swam beside her. He drew a square in the water and created a large screen that stretched across the room. The screen showed the gliding submarine and the shimmering water behind it.
Some of the warriors gasped at the size of the blob behind the submarine while others snarled at the submarine heading towards the city.
One tall man with a smooth head and caramel skin snarled, "Whaytil isild jghdyi plom, Milhdjk Sarasim (what is the plan, Milady Sarasim)?"
Sarasim smiled. She swam slowly to the left side of the room and twisted a metal lever. Abruptly, a blue line cut the room in half. Blue, translucent shapes formed; they became smaller replicas of the city.
"Wahjdk hjksf hfjksdn. Ihjc,s fhjksfh hfjke jkla jkl (Warriors, I propose a plan. Do you accept?)
The warriors stared at Sarasim with obvious curiosity.
"We dhuak hjlahf hjkes tyi cklsjio. Yuoadh hj fhjkshjkiljk jkilej njkkkla geu(we are facing two problems. One is the human submarine, while the other is the army of Atlanteans headed our way.)"
"Theinkm, hjfks hjks jkiamanbffe hhkla djkl jkfls Atlanteans, Krawl. Hdkla Ijkel dhkjmmnnahe ejil oleanwjial runkksknn (Krawl will lead the charge against the Atlanteans, while I will lead a group of soldiers to attack the submarine. I will attack the submarine first and then Krall will attack the Atlanteans.)
A tall, brawny man with kinky, brownish-red hair that swirled around his head, dull brown eyes, and thick black eyebrows nodded. He pressed his fist against his chest and in a deep voice growled, "Ijskla dejkfl dof jkele hjfke tnj,se, Milady (I will do what you ask, Milady.)
Sarasim nodded, and then separated all of the warriors in the room into two groups.
The submarine rumbled along the ocean floor. Behind it, the blob of water moved slowly. Occasionally, the blob would get too close to the submarine and, the officials monitoring the ocean inside the submarine would hear a strange humming sound.
Several miles ahead, a group of people swam towards the submarine. A tall, brawny man with kinky, brownish-red hair that swirled around his head, dull brown eyes, and thick black eyebrows led the second group. He held a long broad sword in his meaty hands, but the sword would sporadically smack his muscular pumpkin colored tail. An X with swirls and long, thick lines cutting through it was branded into his bulky neck. Sarasim sent a thought to the man leading the second group. Do not disappoint me, Champion. You have won battles for me before, win this one for me.
Sarasim pressed a finger onto her forehead. She focused, spreading out her senses until she could feel what the others were thinking. Everyone linked? She asked mentally. The rest of the warriors flooded her mind with affirmative grunts. Sarasim opened her mouth, forcing a gigantic amount of water to trickle down her throat. She closed her eyes for a moment and flicked her finger twice. At her command, a scrawny boy of seventeen with a black and white striped tail swam up to the circular disk above the titanium wall between two rock cliffs. He drew a square in the water, creating a medium-sized, transparent pad covered in numbers. The boy pressed a series of numbers, forcing the thick, metal wall to open. Sarasim ducked when the whirling bolts came to close to her face.
The warriors surged forwards when the gate opened. They separated into two groups. One group was to swim behind the Atlanteans while the other group would charge the submarine head on. Sarasim felt the water brush against her sides; she extended her mental senses out into the water and smiled when some of the water behind her coiled into a long stick. Then the water stretched and writhed until a small handle appeared at the base of the stick. The water hardened, became denser, and floated into Sarsim's outstretched hand. She adjusted the thick, blocky helmet covering her head and raised the sword above her head. Sarasim and her warriors let loose a blood-curling cry; the other group replied with an answering shriek of their own.
The gaunt, blonde man in the submarine gasped when he heard the shrieks.
"COMMANDER! COMMANDER YOU NEED TOO-
The submarine jerked to the left as Sarasim's warriors slammed into the right side. Sarasim smiled grimly. With a single thought, the armor circling her fingers retracted to let her fingers swing free. Sarasim dug her long nails into the metal submarine. Rip it apart! She screamed mentally at her captain. Do it now!
The captain closed his eyes and willed his thoughts into the other soldiers. The soldiers responded to the command with glee. They sent affirmative grunts back to the captain who in turn relayed them to Sarasim.
The warriors surrounding the ship removed the weapons hidden inside a pocket in their armor. They stabbed, bit, and ripped the metal haul to shreds. Water rushed into the submarine, flooding the room with naval officials. Their screams were cut off by the rushing water and they watched as the submarine collapsed in on itself. Water flowed into their mouths and filled their lungs. Their eyes bulged when the water gushed into the submarine. With a loud whoop, Sarasim's warriors entered the water filled submarine, brandishing their weapons. They sunk their teeth into the drowning naval officials, severing their legs and arms from their bodies. They would shake their heads violently, tearing flesh bit by bit. Blood mixed with the saltwater, staining it red. One of the drowning individuals reached forward and grabbed Sarasim's necklace. The necklace was a metal choker studded with alabaster pearls. The metal rings that were filled with pearls joined together at a light blue circle. The circle had one diamond hanging off of it; the diamond connect to a larger light blue bulb, inscribed with a crescent moon. The crescent moon had three crimped lines that looked like waves drawn on its center. When a pale woman with thick red hair tied back into a bun grabbed the necklace, it almost shattered. Sarasim snarled. She held the sword tightly in her hand and stabbed the woman in the belly. The woman convulsed as she choked on her own blood and her eyes closed in death. Sarasim opened her mouth as wide as her constructing black helmet would let her and sank her ivory teeth into the woman's neck. She ripped out a sizable chunk and swallowed it with relish. Sarasim continued to do this until she completely finished her meal.
Behind the submarine, the shimmering blob of water split apart when the Champion and his warriors slammed into it. Suddenly, the blob dissolved, revealing a gigantic group of pale-skinned people wearing bright colored cloths that mimicked actual fish scales. Their necks were covered with thin slits that opened and closed repeatedly and many carried long, golden tridents. The leader had shaved long strips of hair, leaving parts of the scalp bare; he had jelled down the remaining parts of his hair and laced a long, gold string into his hair. He pressed the trident tip against the Champion's neck. The Champion smiled and shoved exactly one half of his broad sword into the Atlantean's stomach. When the blood trickled into the saltwater, chaos followed. The two armies clashed violently. The people would wrap their muscular tails around the Atlantean's necks and pulled, so as to suffocate the Atlanteans, while the Atlanteans would stab the people with their tridents, swords, and daggers.
Sarasim smiled when her warriors pointed long, thin tubes at the pathetic remains of the submarine. The warriors curled their fingers around the trigger and waited for Sarasim's command. She lifted her hand and pointed at the submarine. Immediately, the tubes scanned the remains with a long, red beam. The warriors slithered away from the submarine at top speed and huddled against the thick rock cliff. They cradled their metal rings as a light blue shield settled over their bodies. As soon as the beam finished scanning the submarine, it exploded with a loud boom; fire bloomed and then fizzled out when the saltwater touched it. The force of the explosion squashed Sarasim's warriors against the rock wall. The explosion also blasted a large part of the Atlantean army; many were slammed into the ocean floor and the force of the blow instantly killed them while others had the misfortune of having their limbs being ripped off of their bodies. The blast mixed blood and sweat into the saltwater, making it murky and cloudy. The Champion and his men and women covered themselves with a thick force field to protect themselves from the blast.
The atlantean leader snarled and closed his eyes. He sent a thought out to the remainder of his army, Retreat!
The Champion heard it and roared angrily, I will not let you escape, coward!
He swam after the retreating Atlanteans. Kill them! Kill them all!
Krall's group of soldiers slithered after the Atlanteans. After they chased the Atlanteans for several miles, they could find no trace of them.
A petite woman with a hot pink tail covered in alabaster strips swam beside Krall. She lightly tapped his broad shoulders. Krall, you know as well as I, you will not find the Atlantean army now. We should retur-
"Champion! Yuikdn dhila Ihnhdnjkae! Thyu Atalanteans huke fjike sujkfdade (Champion! The Atlanteans are headed for the surface!)
When Krall looked up, he saw the pale-skinned creatures slithering to the surface like eels. And below the surface, they could see a long gun pointed at the city. Before Krall could send a group of soldiers to kill the Atlanteans, they pulled the trigger. A loud boom reverberated throughout the ocean and the fire that erupted from the giant nozzle immediately fizzled out.
Follow them! Krall screamed.
The warriors brandished their weapons and yelled loudly. They swam to the surface with Krall leading the charge. However, the Atlanteans broke the surface first. For one moment, the atlantean commander marveled at the city in front of him. It was shaped like a gargantuan dome; turquoise circles covered the circular walls, revealing the sheer white metal underneath. Then the wall would dip low. The space left bare by the wall was covered by transparent glass. The metal near the top of the walls would flare out, creating a twenty foot wide plane to walk on. Grinning madly, the Atlantean forced only one thought onto his soldiers, Destroy it!
Unexpectedly, the plane separated. Large guns sprouted from the surface of the plane; many of the guns had a chamber beside the nozzle that carried two soldiers. One soldier would load a cart full of dense water balls into an opening near the top while the other would turn the gun on. A loud humming sound filled the air as the guns prepared to fire. Swimming furiously, the atlanteans propelled themselves towards the city. The Atlanteans reached the city. They pulled themselves onto the dome and removed explosives from small pouches in their armor.
Krall's group of warriors reached the surface first, followed by Sarsim's warriors.
No. They've reached the city. God, help us to stop them! She thought.
The sun was high in the sky. It cast its bright yellow rays onto the bustling city below it and warmed the Earth's surface. The sky the sun hung in was sapphire blue and studded with soft white clouds in all different shapes and sizes.
Off of the East River in Manhattan, New York lay a small island filed with lush green trees. The island was surrounded by azure waters and a thin metal sheet inscribed with a large white T floated up to the edge of the island. A tiny emerald boy with long, pointed ears and a little white fang bounced up and down in excitement. The boy's shoulder-length forest-green hair slide into his large jade eyes, causing him to almost trip and fall into the murky water; a pale, muscular boy with spiky black hair grabbed the green one's hand and yanked him back onto the raft. The figure behind him was concealed in a long, navy blue cloak snarled when the small boy moved next to her. Beside the cloaked figure, a tall girl with orange-gold skin and large breasts ill-concealed by her lavender mini dress moaned happily when the wind tossed her wild, curly red hair.
"Beast boy." The cloaked figure growled. "Maybe if you cut your hair, you wouldn't fall off of the raft."
"I didn't fall off of the raft, I almost tripped. There's a difference, Miss Smarty-pants." Beastboy replied.
"Miss Smarty pants, that's a great insult Beastboy." The cloaked figure said sarcastically.
"Guys." The boy with the spiky hair interrupted. "Stop fighting, we're almost home."
"Yes. Friend Beast boy was merely excited by what is waiting for us at home." The orange girl interjected.
"Fine, Robin." Beast boy obediently closed his mouth and stared at the water below them.
His ears drooped until Raven placed her silver hand on his broad shoulder.
"Do you know what Cyborg's surprise is, Starfire?"The boy asked.
"Sadly, I do not. However, because Friend Cyborg is putting much energy and time into his secret project, I am sure it will be most wonderful." Starfire answered joyfully. "Friend Raven, are you not excited by Friend Cyborg's secret project. And, is it not most painful to be wearing such a heavy cloak while it is a beautiful day Friend Raven."
"Not particularly. Just because he's putting so much effort into this doesn't mean it will be good. And I'm fine the way I am." Raven growled.
Starfire sighed and moved closer to Robin. She slipped her gold hand into Robin's green glove. The sun shone on his multi colored uniform and her lilac dress. Then, the raft crashed onto the isolated island. Raven groaned in pain and Beast boy stared at her in surprise.
"You okay Rae?"Beast boy asked .
"Just not used it crashing into an island on a thin, metal sheet." She replied.
Raven placed her other hand on Beast boy should and closed her fists. Pain bloomed when Raven attempted to smash his shoulders together. Beast boy yelped and Raven tightened her grip on his shoulders.
"Don't ever call me Rae." Raven snarled in a murderous voice.
Robin looked back at Raven and Beast boy: "Are you guys coming or not?"
Raven dug her long, sharp nails into Beast boy's rock hard bicep: "Yes, we are."
Raven dragged Beast boy up to the wooden stairs. She purposely would walk in front of him and shove him into various tree branches. When chipmunks danced through the trees, Beast boy would stop and greet each one of them. Raven would close her eyes and extend her soul-self, a black band of magical power onto a tree branch. The branch would land in Beast boy's mouth and plug it with green, prickly leaves. After several minutes of Raven doing this, the titans finally reached their destination: a six story steel and glass structure that towered over the multitude of pine trees surrounding it. The structure was shaped like a T and the front of it was covered by cloudy glass while the back of the T was completely made of steel.
Robin removed a small white card and swiped it in the cardholder attached to the side of the tower. A door carved into the glass swung open; Raven, Starfire, Robin, and Beast boy walked into the tower. Darkness enveloped them.
"Friend Robin, why is it so dark?" Starfire answered in a small voice.
"I have no idea. Starfire, can you create a star-bolt so we can find our way to the elevator."Robin requested.
"As you wish-
"I don't know about you guys, but I don't need a star-bolt to get tot eh elevator. I can see in the dark." Beast boy boasted.
"Good for you, but we aka non freaks, can't see in the dark." Raven sneered.
"Hey! I am not a-
"Friends! Please cease fighting. I shall conjure a star-bolt so we may journey to the elevator." Starfire said as she closed her eyes.
A neon green globe surrounded her orange hand. She lifted her hand above her head and watched as the star-bolt radiated green light. The light revealed a spacious, albeit green tinted room. A sleek white car with a blue strip cutting through the center of it sat in the middle of the room. Beside it, a slim fire-engine red motorcycle slumped to the ground. Robin gasped and ran towards the motorcycle. Before Robin could fix the cycle, Starfire threaded her arm through his and pressed her body up against his. She pulled him towards the elevator and slammed her boot into his back. Raven and Beast boy walked into the elevator. The doors began to close until Robin stuck his steel toed boot into its path. He slid into the elevator with Starfire clinging onto his arm. The elevator jerked upwards.
Ten minutes passed before the elevator doors swung open. Kid Flash, a tall boy with orange- red hair and long, stout legs ran up and down the thin, grey hallway. He wore a yellow and red jump suit that tampered down to steel toed, burgundy boots and yellow lightning-bolt adorned his waist. He stopped running for a moment to stare at Robin and Starfire. He flipped them the "thumbs up" sign. Beast boy snickered and then winced when Robin turned to glare at him.
Kid Flash's sea green eyes bored into Raven violet ones. He nodded stiffly to Raven and sped off, presumably to Paris. Starfire tilted her head in confusion and opened her mouth.
Robin, noting that Starfire was going to ask a question, said quickly, "Let's head to the living room."
He yanked his arm out of Starfire's grasp and jogged down the long corridor. He pressed a bright blue button at the end of the hallway and stepped back when the doors opened.
Under his white and black mask, Robin's eyes widen in shock and his mouth dropped to his chin. Starfire and Beast boy peered over his shoulder while Raven waited patiently for them to move. Gadgets littered the beige carpet and wires peeked out of the steel-grey walls. The kitchen, comprised of a marble island in the center, a large oven combined with a sink, was covered with metal devices. Their cords hung off of the light grey countertop and multiple plugs were gammed into one outlet.
A gigantic man stood in the center of the room with his meat, metal hand on his hips. His body was swathed in an enormous purple sweat-shirt and his burly legs were covered with long sweat pants. From the back, Robin, Raven, Starfire, and Beast boy could see a part of a shaved, dark brown, almost obsidian head. The other part of the man's head was fused with a metal prosthetic. He turned and smiled deviously when he noticed Robin, Raven, Starfire, and Beast boy.
"We've got mega phonic sound, ultra-plasma display, new imps, and to top it off a brand-new, hot-off-the-shelf- impossible-to-find-it-anywhere, GAME STATION X L!" The man shouted excitedly.
This was the surprise? Robin thought skeptically.
Beast boy's eyes shined as tears slipped down his grass-green cheeks. His hands were folded underneath his chin and he whimpered in delight: "It's so beautiful!"
"I'm glad you're upgrading the Tower but, is any of this going to help us fight crime, Cyborg?" Robin asked dryly.
Cyborg said cautiously, "Uh, sure?"
Starfire walked into the chaotic kitchen. She placed her hand on a tall, white rectangle and pressed a small brown button on its side.
"For what purpose is this crime fighting device?" She asked curiously.
Large, gold, fluffy waffles flew three feet into the air. A small, white plate slide out of the device and bounced when the waffles landed on it. Starfire eeped in surprise and ducked under the table.
Raven plucked a waffle off of the plate and squeezed it. She said dryly, "Evil beware, we have waffles."
Robin sighed and said, "I like this stuff as much as the next guy, but don't you think it's a little, big?"
Cyborg growled and waved his hands in the air: "Come on guys, this is the future. If we don't keep up, it'll just leave use behind. Besides, don't you want to hear the new equalizer?"
Beast boy skipped to Cyborg while Raven and Starfire gently floated towards him. Robin, shaking his head, walked behind them.
A woman with wavy, shoulder length black hair, cobalt eyes, and a black, skin-tight jump suit covered in tiny white stars walked into the living room. She smiled at robin and said, "You look a little stressed."
"Not stressed, just surprised." Robin curtly replied.
"I know. I almost peed myself when I saw what he did to the place."
In front of them, Cyborg lifted his metal finger and a thick strand of lightning struck him. Cyborg disappeared.