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Duncan/Lalna, the mad scientist.


Duncan was adjusting some pipes on the magmatic engines, hoping to make it as efficient as possible.

He needed to complete his tasks for the day and get back to plotting to take over the world.

Nukes needed to be built, certain mages needed to be killed, certain mages' girlfriends needed to be stolen and wooed.

"Whoa, slow down brain, getting too far, and plus, me and Rythian are on peaceful terms, for now." Lalna berated himself.

Shut up vessel, you'll do as I say, here comes the dwarf, get rid of him, NOW!

"Duncan, hey DUNCAN, WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING AND HOW CAN I HELP?" Simon had a nasty habit of shouting at people even though they were only 5 blocks away.

"Ugh, the theory of time in relative ratios to the volume of space is often referred to as-" Duncan was cut off by a distressed cry of pain, which made him smile, he hadn't even recited something correct.

"AAAAAAAAAAHHHHH, OH MY GOD MAKE IT STOP, AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!" Simon flew off with great speed, leaving Duncan alone.

Returning to his tweaking, he felt a great pain in his lab-glove covered hands.

"Not again, and so soon?" he hated his condition, it only reminded him further of why Rythian and himself were fighting in the first place.

Taking the pills he had designed, made to repair bones, joints, and ligaments, he grimaced at the metallic, acidy taste, whatever possessed him to make the pills chewable rather than swallow was quite the arsehole.

He was done with the engines, he needed to move on, more work to do, always more work to do.

He flew over to the tower of Site Bee, looking for Lewis.

Walking downstairs, he gazed into the darkness, he figured he might try to call out to him.

"Lewis, are you down here?" Lalna heard a sound like a laser before Lewis quickly walked into the light of the torches.

"Yeah, I was just... checking the pipes and wires. If you'll let me get back to that, that'd be great, friend." Xephos straightened his captain's jacket at that, and without waiting for a response, turned to inspect the piping and wiring.

"Oh, alright, Simon should still be huddled in a corner, if you want to make some real progress on this place, with me, feel free." the mad scientist offered, he knew he was insane, the fact that he had 2 voices in his head, one was his own, and the other was his subconscious released from the shackles of forgetfulness.

"I'll think on it." the brown haired man replied, which Duncan knew meant he more than likely wouldn't, but he wouldn't argue and wouldn't doubt the leader of the cast.

Duncan left, going upstairs and slowly sneaking past Simon who was dancing in the corner, he called it dancing, though it was just air-humping.

After a minute or two of painstakingly attempting to open the door quietly, a piece of paper fell from the ceiling.

Catching it, Duncan cursed at fate for bringing Simon out of his stupor, the scientist quickly sprinted out of the door and flew up onto the roof.

Lalna collected his nerves and opened the note.

"I'll be off taking a long lunch break, don't bother me, that means the both of you, okay bye friends. -Lewis" Duncan read the note with a bit of annoyance, first the man says he's busy, the next he's off on break, Duncan scribbled out the location and name, and changed the note.

"I'll be off for the day, don't bother me, that means the both of you, okay bye friends. -Duncan" the pained blonde placed the note on the block it was meant to fall on and used his waypoints to teleport to his spaceship, which, after almost a month of work, had finally gone 95% of the way to his magic base, he checked the node count, about 968 nodes, oh, make that 969.

Giving a snicker, at the stupid humor, he teleported to his magic base.

Appearing seamlessly out of thin air, he glanced at his golems, they gave a small salute to their master before returning to work.

He grinned, walking into his magic room, he sighed, closing the door and blocking it off.

His grin faded, replaced by an angry scowl, he searched his clothes and removed his archaic item, a book bound in blackened, rotten human skin, a skull with blood running from its mouth was depicted on the front.

Removing the white dye from his black robe and the gloves from his hands, he cracked open the old Necronomicon and began reading.

This was his life before science, a necromancer, ironic, given that Rythian was once a atomic physicist, and now their fighting with switched roles.

It was all just stuff he had already learned from the Lich King, stealing the soul of said beast unleashed his subconscious evilness and scarred his body.

His hands, he always covered them with his gloves because of what they were, or rather, weren't.

His hands were nothing but bones, joints, and tendons, no muscle, blood, or skin to be found.

Tapping his fingers on the ebony table while he read, he grinned an evil, toothy grin, thinking about how he would kill Rythian and raise his corpse as a zombie, the green fires in his eyes lit up with joy, he had an affiliation with zombies and skeletons, the latter of which extended to his physical being, he looked at his bone hands again, imagining crushing Rythian's skull between them.

Oh how the other mage would cower and tremble, how he would pay for nuking Lalna back when he supported such a thing.

He had turned to science after he had seen how powerful it was, and the glory of that power.

He and Rythian would duke it out, the whole world was their battlefield, and woe betide all those caught in the crossfire.

Rythian, Mister 'I love magic and hate science', would die.

*VORP*

"Hehehe, speak of the devil and he'll come running." the necromancer/scientist laughed.

"It seems we've come full circle, haven't we Duncan?" the scientist/Archmage greeted, his mask hiding his own grin.

The 2 of them had plenty to talk about.


D-D-D-DAAAAYUUUUMMMM.

Plot twist

The idea of Duncan being a former necromancer came from the thought that he always wears his lab gloves, so I thought 'what is underneath them?' and this developed.

Next chapter coming soon

P1 out.