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He-Man Unlimited:

Power Awakens

Prelude

The wind howled endlessly as the storm raged across Eternia sounding so like the scream of tormented souls. All the windows in the castle had been shuttered against the storm, but even so all it did was damper the sound. It was into the second day of this horrendous storm that brought the neverending wind and pouring rain already and it showed no sign of stopping anytime soon. Most of the citizens within the walls had hunkered down to wait it out.

Pools of water had started to form with threats of flooding the streets. Palace Guards were the only ones out working endlessly to keep that from happening. Voices yelling back and forth barely audible throw the wind gave and received orders as the Captain of the Guard Decker downed his poncho and made his way to the stables. Decker was a strongly built man standing tall, his ebony skin blending in with the darkness. As he walked towards the stable a young guard noticed him heading away from the castle proper and dashed after him.

"Decker!" the young guard called, "Sir, you can't go out into the storm. We have direct orders from King Miro. Orders you gave us sir."

"I'm aware of what orders I gave you Duncan. King Miro is aware of my actions. If it makes you feel better gear up and come with me. I have a feeling that this storm isn't natural. I think I know where it's coming from and who is causing it."

"Sir?" a puzzled looked appeared on the face of Duncan half hidden behind his armored faceplate.

"You heard me right boy, this weather isn't natural. Listen to that howl, it isn't just a howl if you listen close enough. There are words on the wind," Decker waited and watched as Duncan took it in. "It was before your time in the guard boy that we thought we dealt with Hordak, but now I'm not so sure."

Without another word Decker turned continuing on towards the stables, now he had Duncan in tow. If it was as he feared he wasn't sure the two of them would be enough. As he kept stride he motioned for a couple other guards to join them. He offered no explanation to them as they readied their mounts nor as the five of them took off into the terenchel downpour.

They rode in silence as they pushed their steeds to the max. Deker seemed to have a destination in mind and pushed towards it like an animal in a rage. As they headed towards it two other horses seemed to materialize out of the shadows behind them. Duncan was the one who noticed, motioning to Decker who just laughed. He raised his hand indicating that they should slow.

As the two riders caught up the fresh face of Prince Randor shoot the group a wide smile, the other rider his brother Keldor wore his perpetual sneer. "We are to go with you Decker. Father thought it best."

"Who am I to argue with the King. Be prepared boys we are heading into the belly of the beast." With that he pushed the horses on again. Randor feel in next to Duncan who both laughed. The kingdom had known peace these last twenty years after Miro and Decker fought in the war against Hordak defeating him. Even though Duncan knew what Decker feared he felt his old teacher and master was being a little to paranoid.

Keldor feel in behind the rest, allowing a small gap to form between them. He had come of his own accord, Randor had been sent by their father he had come because he knew the source of the storm. He had to warn them before these fools found them. Reaching into a pouch on his side he withdrew a small purple orb. Focussing his mind towards it as he maintained control of his steed he thought a simple phrase, 'They are coming.'

xxx

Deep within the belly of the mountain away from the storm that raged stood three figures around a sulfuric pool glowing center figure was large and muscular, clad in shining black armor his head stood in stark contrast; his face twisted and batlike stark white. He had survived the war but it had changed him Hordak still lived, magic always came with a price. His had been to be bound to a demon who had altered his features. Next to him on the right was Lyn a beautiful young woman who had such raw magical talent he sought to twist and mold as he saw fit; her purple robe blowing in the slight breeze. On his left was Count Marzo, a lesser member of the royal house who sought to change his standing, Hordak rather thought he looked like an overly muscular rat wearing finery than a human.

Hordak stood chanting his spell arms raised skyward, his two disciples by his side looked on in awe offering their powers for their master to draw on. Lyn sensed a pulsing coming from her pouch, reaching in she drew forth a purple orb. As her hand touched it the words, 'They are coming' filled her mind.

Holding firmly to the stone she glanced across to Marzo first who was so lost in his masters chanting that he did not notice. Lyn cleared her throat, "Master they come. Somehow they have figured out it is you causing the storm. We must flee."

Shooting her the most negative of glances Hordak held Lyn's gaze still chanting his spell. Ice went down her spine and she could feel herself losing the power to stand. It occurred to her what was happening, he was drawing from her mana pool souly now. He was punishing her for speaking out during his work. She fell to her knees fighting against him for what seemed like hours, but weakening nonetheless. Finally darkness overtook her.

xxx

Decker and his troop rode for hours before coming to the base of the mountain that Castle Greyskull sat atop. Dismounting he motioned for the men to form up, all did even Keldor. As they made their way into the tunnels below they could see torches had been set and were alight. Someone was definitely here. As they made their way deeper into the tunnels they could hear chanting ahead.

Keldor noticed the fallen form of Lyn as the others saw Hordak. His heart froze, he could not let his bethrowled be found here. As that thought raced through his head another replaced it. Charging in as the others hunkered down he screamed, "He has Lyn and is sacrificing her!" He lunged for her helpless form snatching it as Marzo sent out arcane energy flying his way. Barley dodging it his brash move had forced the others to act as well.

Decker was howling commands at this soldiers as he turned catching a blast to left half of his face. From shadows emerged Hordak's other followers. Grizzlor stood with his crossbow aimed and smoking in Decker's direction. Within moments pandamonium was unleashed as the five warriors aided by Prince Randor engaged in battle. Taking full advantage Keldor found somewhere to hide with Lyn. Using his own limited knowledge of the mystic arts Keldor went about replenishing Lyn's energy. He did just enough to bring her conscious to tell her his plan.

Decker had engaged Hordak in hand to hand combat his club pushed firmly against Hordak's ram staff. Each poured their whole strength into the combat, neither giving an inch. Decker heard the screams as one of his men felt the bite and ripping of flesh from his neck as Leech took hold with his jaws. He could hear the other skirmishing with Marzo who had been forced to switch to his sword. Blood hit his face splattered from where Marzo's sword bit into the soldiers head.. In a flurry of anger he was able to knock the ram staff from Hordak's hands.

"Stand down and tell your men to surrender Hordak, you've lost", Decker spat at the leader of the Horde.

Hordak laughed, no response except laughter. A purple blast caught him midchest and his eyes went wide. The blast had caught him off guard sending him staggering backwards. Rocks crumbled on the edge of the pool where he had been casting his spell, the waters still crackling with the arcane that had not yet been dispelled. Another blast hit him this time everyone saw it was Keldor holding the ram staff who was sending the bolts into Hordak. With one final blast the laughing maniac fell into the pool with a blood curdling scream as his body quickly seemed to melt and vanish. As soon as his body was gone the pool seemed to turn back to just a standing pool of water.

Hordak's men broke at the vanishing of their leader into the caverns. Decker could see out of his one good eye that the day had been won but barely. All his men lived, two just barely. They would need medical attention fast. There would be time for questions at the palace.

xxx

Randor stood at Duncan's side as he and the doctors worked on the two fallen soldiers back in the infirmary. The two soldiers had taken more damage than they had first thought. The first thing they had done was get both of them to a stable condition with the field medic training that all soldiers received.. Once that was accomplished Duncan had went to work on the more critically wounded of the two. Leech had taken large chunks of flesh with his bites, the left arm was all but gone and his neck was missing half of it.

He had been working on some cybernetic components to help fix fallen soldiers, the problem being he hadn't been able to test any of it yet. Sharing his knowledge with the other medical staff, even though untested the young man would surely die otherwise. It would be better try and attempt to save his life then to watch him die. Duncan supplied the parts explaining what each piece did as they attached it. Once they were fairly certain he was out of the woods they tended the next.

Compared to his comrade his injuries were minor much of his scalp and a portion of his skull had been removed during combat. Using a metal plate they were able to seal the skull. When the surgeries were done everyone left the two men to rest.

xxx

Keldor sat next to Lyn's bed his hand holding hers as the handmaidens went about making her comfortable. He made a show of expressing concern and sympathy to the point that the young women giggling agreed to give them some privacy. Once alone he dropped her hand. Whipping it on a handkerchief he pulled from a pocket.

"What were you doing with him? You know we can not be seen to show sympathy for his side," Keldor spat, "What if I had not been there and succured you?"

Lyn lay propped up on pillows, "But if we had succeeded you'd be sitting the throne this moment. And you were there so there is no point to play what if. Besides I was prone and it appeared he was using me for his spell, your brother and those guards would not have been smart enough to figure out what was really going on."

Keldor leaned down inches from her face and let a sly smile play across his lips, "We will sit the throne and no longer have to share power with that mad man. I know what he was trying to find now, what he referred to as the power of Greyskull." He kissed her gently and pulled back laughing.