Chapter Three - Clash of the Gods
Zero lay across the once-sweltering, but now cool - ish - desert sands. Binoculars to his eyes, Zero carefully observed the enemy camp. It's surprisingly fortunate what the Neo Arcadians will give to pantheons, especially those fancy-looking commando pantheons. Zero hadn't even seen the massive camp on the horizon when he checked with the binoculars, and yet he could zoom in well enough to see that it was more than a movement of pantheons. It seemed that some rather dangerous looking reploids designed specifically for handling Zero had been deployed to oversee the counter-offensive.
Zero had a fairly solid mental layout of the camp. Where the weapons were primarily stored, where the beefier, Zero-tailored reploids were, maintenance kits and stations, vehicles, communications equipment. Zero scratched out the word 'camp' and replaced it with 'frontline base'. Zero momentarily shut his eyes and listened.
Zero activated the 'heart-stopper' he'd retrieved from one of those commando pantheons with a flick of the cylindrical device's shape. A patrol chopper zoomed overhead, completely overlooking the red warrior as it recklessly threw sand about with the deafening roar of its propeller. The problem with Neo Arcadian enemy locators, is that they only work in a two-hundred meter radius when they're portable. Heart-stoppers render them useless by scrambling Zero's signal at a frequency undetectable to their equipment. Again, it's surprisingly fortunate what they'll entrust to pantheons, especially the fancy-looking commando pantheons. A stationary locator, however, could pick up Zero's signal from about three-hundred or so miles, and quite precisely too, it can triangulate locations to less than twenty meters. It gets a bit sketchy any further than that, so it'll be precise in triangulation to just over a mile. Which means they'd picked up Zero's signal from that base.
"Hmm," Zero silently contemplated his next move.
However you looked at it, Zero was going to have to fight a big, bloody battle. Zero shrugged and, after checking to make sure that the chopper was out of sight, rose to his feet. Saber's hilt in hand, Zero tucked away his binoculars and set off for the base. With such a massive distance to cover, he'd have to be extremely efficient about his movements. Within four days' time he'd reach that three-hundred mile radius, and from then on he'd have to devote all of his energy-crystals to that heart-stopper. Zero hurriedly limped on, his wound much better than before, and not hampering him anywhere near as badly as yesterday. It was exhausting, and an hour later, Zero found himself needing a much more efficient way of getting there.
Zero abruptly froze. He listened, carefully. Du-du-du-du-du! The faint and distant beat of the chopper's propellers were signaling a return.
"Hmm, this might work." Zero said as he flicked off the heart-stopper.
Just for insurance, he drew and primed his buster and activated his saber, the triangular emerald blade humming threateningly as the chopper drew near. Zero raised the buster and squeezed and held the trigger, a round firing off and pinging on the chopper's armour, but the energy then pooling collectively into the shot, whistling and whirling as his handgun began to glow with a violently nuclear green tone. Zero kept his buster on the chopper, even as it drew nigh unto the lone warrior, both of its mounted busters blasting away at the sand around Zero.
Zero released the trigger. A massive jolt of recoil hurled itself down Zero's arm as the super-charged blast pierced the windshield, ripping the pilot's head clean off. Busters still blazing, the heavy yellow chopper began to plow through the air toward the earth. Zero narrowed his eyes in a squint. He watched as it sank nose-first into the scorching desert sand, tail-end jerking upward with such momentum that it flipped into a tumbling roll, sand flashing up as metal groaned and snapped in the chopper.
Zero's eyes ballooned when he realized that it was tumbling straight toward him. Shifting his weight to his right leg Zero leaned before propelling himself into the air with a hardy push, and then activated the thrusters in his boots, launching himself clear of the still tumbling chopper. Zero turned in mid-air as the chopper violently slammed into the ground where he was standing and just as violently rolled, flipped, and then nose-dived away from the spot where he would've died.
Zero landed on his right leg first, his booted heel grinding through the sand before he dropped to his left knee, catching himself with his left hand on the way down. He watched as the helicopter groaned to a devastated halt with that last nose-dive, apparently wedged too far into the sand to come down flat on the ground.
Zero got up, his saber in hand as he quickly limped over to the crashed chopper. Zero's eyes darted about the crash as he scanned the yellow chopper's remains for pantheons, quickly but warily approaching it. Something felt off, he stopped.
Zero leaped and boosted out of the way in time to evade a ridiculously long spear as it lunged at him from within the desert sands. Zero's saber was already activated before his feet hit the ground, brilliant emerald energy humming with a wary aggression. 'A mechaniloid?' Zero jumped backward as another spear lunged at his throat from his far left. Zero deftly dropped into a backward roll as he landed, and watched as the two spears loosened into dark green bladed chains. 'Crap, an enemy who can submerge themself in the sand indefinitely!'
Zero warily rose to his feet as his eyes darted about the sand, waves of heat licking up at the already stifling air in response to his frenzied search. Zero froze as he heard the distinct cla-click! Of a buster being prepped for combat. Zero instinctively spun on the ball of his right foot, his buster already raised as he boosted out of the pantheon's line of fire. Zero's eyes shifted to his right before he could fire back.
Zero forcefully planted his feet into the ground, leaning back as he slid through the sand, a dark green spearhead just barely scraping his cheek as he slid to a halt. Zero boosted himself backward, his back plowing through the scorching sand a split second before he fluidly moved into a backward somersault. Now on his right knee, Zero slid across the sand as he opportunistically put four buster rounds through the pantheon's chest, violently slamming its body against the ruined hull of the chopper. Tucking his buster away Zero swept his eyes across the desert sand. He needed to find a way to unearth the mechaniloid, or this battle wouldn't end victoriously.
'And here I am, just WAITING for someone to pop out of nowhere and declare that I'm the God of Destruction with a heaping side of self-righteous monologue!' Zero warily sighed. This wasn't his day, not at all.
"O you ancient one," a soft female voice called to Zero from, wait. Where was it coming from? Zero was pretty sure a question mark was dangling over his head.
A feminine sand-enveloped figure rose from out of the sand. "Ancient, God of destruction."
'Yeah, just like that.' Zero remarked to himself. Zero readied himself, watching as the sand swirled around the feminine figure in a nauseatingly swift vortex. The reploid standing in the center of the vortex wore a green-trimmed black armor, had hazel eyes and short, curly red hair that gently swayed with the vortex she was somehow making. Zero took note of the long, flowing blade-chains that were flowing out from her back.
"You Ancient God of Destruction, first you take the side of the Mavericks who would harm humanity," She softly touched a hand to her armored chest. "Then you steal the lives of the noble pantheons who would bravely stand against your evils? And now, you've robbed Neo Arcadia of its greatest hero, and only true leader?"
Zero restrained himself from rolling his eyes at her. She was, after all, making an already too melodramatic expression of pained regret.
"Does your cruelty know no bou..."
"Cut the crap!" Zero abruptly shut her down.
"Huh?" She had no idea what was going on, how could he so rudely cut her off in the middle of her speech? Just how cruel was this God of De...
"Harm humanity? Neo Arcadia's greatest hero? Don't make me laugh!" Zero decisively swung his blade through the air, seething fury taking dominance in his voice. "Humanity is nothing more than a bunch of squealing pigs and you are nothing more than farmhands tending to the insignificant fatlings they are! The humans who do make a difference, the humans who do stand apart from the rest and vow to no longer be pigs are culled by you and your ilk!"
Zero thrusted his saber at the still-shocked Neo Arcadian, somehow unable to quench this rage that he felt. "That pirate copy you so blindly served was nothing more than a low-life farmhand who gutted the humans who dared to show him the error of his ways!"
Her hazel eyes ballooned to almost comical proportions, and quickly narrowed with murderous rage. "H-How dare you insult the mighty X!"
"Ha! Mighty?" Zero softly chuckled. "That pirated copy couldn't retire a Maverick if it was blind!"
"How dare you!" She screamed, rage taking control of her body as it flew over the sand. "You evil God of Destruction! I, Terran Gaia, shall return you to the earth and purge you in my vengeful sands!"
Zero tucked his buster away and leaped back, evading the ridiculously long-ranged strike of one of her snake-like chains. 'So these chains are the spears she was attacking me with.' Zero surmised as he ducked and weaved out of the way of the serpent-like chains. 'She can strike from nearly ten feet away, this won't be easy! But,' Zero found his footing, watching as a chain wound back in the fashion of an agitated cobra.
"Hah!" Zero's blade hummed murderously as it sliced through the lunging chain.
"Agh!" Terran Gaia stumbled backward, retracting her chain as if Zero'd cut off a limb.
Zero's eyes widened. 'Of course! Those aren't chains, they're limbs!' Snarling through her grit teeth, Terran Gaia began to glow ominously, her entire body becoming surrounded in some electric silver aura as sand began to spiral around her in a swirling DNA-shaped vortex.
"Damn you, God of Destruction!" She growled as the sand roared around her.
She began to levitate, and began spinning in a slow-going synchronization with her sand vortex as she did. Zero drew his buster, and by way of trial and error, put a round into the vortex. The sand simply swallowed the blast. Zero put a few more rounds into it, before determining this. 'I can't touch her when she's using that vortex.'
He watched as Terran Gaia's levitating body spun in time with the raging, swirling vortex, and then shot straight up, surrounded by sand. The vortex simply grew longer as she went higher, and it eventually began to curve. Zero narrowed his eyes, watching as it curved more and more as though it was coming down straight at him.
"Hmph!" Zero leaped backward, barely avoiding Terran Gaia's lightning speed strike.
In that momentary flash of sweltering sand, Gaia's body had once again disappeared into the sand. The vortex simply fell apart. Zero moved uneasily as he scanned the ground, the feverish pace of the battle demanding him to maintain a ridiculously high sensitivity to even the most insignificant of vibrations. It wouldn't be long before she struck again, especially not when she was so furious. Zero's eyes darted to the ground behind him.
"Hah!" Zero leaped backward as Gaia burst out of the ground like an earthen drill.
'She'd made a spear from the sand. Neo Arcadia must've made her to manipulate the desert!' Zero realized as he observed the vortex's spear-like shape, with the sand around Gaia acting as the shaft, and the sand above her acting like a spearhead. Gaia, the greek goddess of the earth.
Zero's eyes widened. Swiftly turning himself counter-clockwise and activating his boot's thrusters, Zero boosted himself to the right of Gaia's vortex, dodging a deadly fast spear of sand. Zero twisted himself with the god-like speed his creator had built him with, whirling in a vortex of his own through the air, his humming saber hissing as it cut through spear after spear of sand.
Zero landed on the ball of his left foot, deftly spinning counter-clockwise as he drew his inactivated shield boomerang, clicked its battery to life, and hurled it after Gaia. Zero's buster hummed with the violently glowing energy of a charging green shot, almost nuclear glimmering plasma gathering in the buster as the shield sailed through the air at Gaia with frightening speed. Just as Zero had hoped, Gaia did nothing to stop his shield boomerang. In fact, she simply moved sideways a couple inches to the left so that the shield would pierce her vortex and still miss her.
"Silly God of Destruction!" The bloodthirsty green shield tore through her sand vortex, but curved, missing her by inches. "You aren't gonna get me like tha-Agh!"
Gaia's vortex fell apart as the merciless, cannon-ball sized burst of deadly jade plasma tore through her left shoulder. The violent yank of having her entire arm and even the upper left part of her chest cavity ripped off of her body threw her helplessly into the sweltering, heartless sands. Pain, hot, liquid and lava-like pain took over her sensors, blinding her eyes the white hot sensation of raw agony. 'Is this the power of the God of Destruction?' She lay on the ground, her hazel eyes wide and twitching with nothing less than pure, primal fear. The soft, but terrifying crunch! Crunch! of the God of Destruction closing in for the kill, his deadly green saber still humming with violent demand as gush after gush of oil escaped Gaia's devastated system. She felt it in her core when she saw his boots crush the sand before her eyes, she felt the fear that could be brought on by one thing. Death.
"If I'm the God of Destruction, then so be it." She finally heard his voice, and it terrified her.
Struggling, she lifted her shaking head up to face her destroyer. His deep green eyes were hardened with the merciless hatred of a true God of Destruction.
"The true leader of Neo Arcadia, the true X, never would've condoned a war between reploids."
Her eyes drifted back to the sand before her. Her breathing was becoming more and more haggard, the ever-consuming pain increasing as her respirators began to malfunction.
"I'm just a tool for war, built to destroy, I have no future." Zero's saber stopped humming as he knelt before the dying Gaia, his hardened green eyes narrowed in sympathy and remorse. "But the reploids the true X wanted me to protect, the Resistance, they have a future. So I'll fight, and I'll kill, and I'll bear the name 'God of Destruction'."
Gaia's eyes shut down momentarily, refusing to register any light at all. "Agh!" She cried, sobbing as more and more of her systems malfunctioned.
She didn't want to die. Not like this. Not alone. Her eyes reactivated, to find the God of Destruction no longer kneeling before her.
"Wh-what do you mean... The true X?... The Resistance is evil, right?..." She whimpered as she shakily searched her environment, finding that Zero had disappeared into the crashed chopper.
"No!" He shouted.
"Huh?" She gasped, unable to process the madness of the God of Destruction.
"There are many, many innocent reploids who are hiding within the Resistance! Reploids completely incapable of defending themselves from tyrants like that copy of X you so dearly loved."
"Hagh!" Gaia somehow jumped back and used her only remaining arm to desperately scramble away from the God of Destruction.
Zero watched as she lay on her back, her eyes clouded with fear as her chest rose and fell with an exaggerated rushing rhythm, her mouth snapping open and shut in time to the rush of her chest. The breathing signature to the dying, human or reploid, Zero had seen that breathing before. He was sure that he'd seen humans die in his arms before.
"The fate you're suffering, Gaia," Zero softly called to the dying reploid. "I don't want any of those reploids from the Resistance to suffer the same fate. Neither does the true X, and I promised the true X that I'd cut down any enemy who tried to hurt them."
Gaia's eyes completely malfunctioned, her core system now utterly incapable of supporting them. Somehow, despite missing a massive part of her left respirator, she broke down into a hysterical laugh. Her processor must've been running critically low on energy for her to be laughing like this. Or maybe, it was her deep, newly-found sense of respect for the ancient God of Destruction.
"Yo-ack! You're no God of uwahack! Of Destruction!" She coughed out, affording to laugh somehow. "Y-you're a... Ack! Hack! A monster!"
"So be it." Zero abruptly turned from her, his pale cape dangling floppily behind and below him.
"A monster... ack! Defending his cubs!" Gaia respectfully and demandingly finished.
Zero inclined his ear to her, looking over his shoulder at her. She chuckled, even though she couldn't see his face, he didn't need to ask her to continue.
"Don't worr... Ack! Worry!" She wheezed, sparing the last of her energy to encourage the God of Destruction. "No monster like you... Ack! Uwack! Hack! Will let your cubs get..." She gasped, begging her body to pitch forth its last energies. "Get hurt! God... of Destruction..." She wheezed, glad that this power that ended her life believed itself to be noble. "May an ancient being like you... Eternally wage war... for the sake... of your cubs...!"
A tired, sighing whisper escaped her oil-slickened lips, her core, processors and respirators finally malfunctioning to the point of no return. The oil that ran from her lips to her chin, like a thick, darkly coloured blood also stopped gushing from her massive, gaping wound where part of her chest and her entire left arm no longer were. Gaia, the goddess of the earth, was now dead.
Zero huffed out a tired breath and limped to the chopper. He truly was a God of Destruction. He limped into the heavily leaned chopper, ready to execute his original plan.
"X," Zero called out to his old friend. "I don't deserve peace, but the Resistance does."
Zero's core flittered with a foreign rage, something of astonishment and disbelief at his self-hatred. Zero pushed a number of buttons in the cockpit, ignoring his old friend's optimism.
"X, we both know that I only exist to wage war. I'll keep fighting, but I'll never be a hero like you."
Zero prepared himself for yet another massive battle, at least this time he might have the element of surprise. He felt it in his core, X was trying to convince him that he was just being too hard on himself, that Zero was one of the greatest heroes he'd ever known.
"Don't worry, I'll keep fighting," Zero shut his eyes.
Zero saw the image of a gently smiling, loving young Ciel. Her bright blue eyes sparkling with hope and joy. Her unwavering faith in Zero powerful enough to rival X's, and to unearth a feeling Zero had once known before. The girl's loving presence made him feel calm, but at the same time made him unusually excitable. He was sure he'd known this feeling before.
Zero opened his eyes. "I have a good reason to keep fighting."
An explosion rocked the base, the alarms blaring ecstatically in response. A tall, dark-haired and tan-skinned reploid's silver eyes snapped open as he was jolted out of his shutdown. Raising his knees to his chest as he planted his hands behind his shoulders, he kicked his legs outward, thrusting himself up and landing on the balls of his black and gold-trimmed boots as his body snapped up into a squatting position.
"Theseus!" A metallic voice sharply registered.
The silver-eyed reploid snapped his head over to the door, where a pantheon stood with his buster primed for battle.
"We're under attack! The God of Destruction is assaulting the base!"
"Where is he?" Theseus barked as he snatched up a pair of blade-less dagger hilts, gripping them in a reversed - or ice pick as he preferred - hold.
"He's in the Communications Wing! Your brothers Hercules and Perseus are engaging him alongside Commander Fefnir!" The pantheon gripped his buster, poised to sprint.
"Right! Let's be quick about this! Get the rest of your squad! We need to move, double time!"
"Yessir!" The pantheon nodded and quickly took off.
Theseus sprinted out of his room. He wasn't missing this fight. Not when he could avenge Master X.
"Twuah! Twuah! Twuah!" Fefnir barked as he fired a trio of massive, blazing energy bursts at the crimson warrior.
Fefnir's core was racing with excitement, his oil pulsing through his cardiovascular system as he narrowly dodged a counter barrage of Zero's semi-charged buster shots. Hercules dropped seemingly from nowhere as he came down at Zero, his violently glowing right fist sailing downward at Zero's head.
"Heh!" Fefnir smirked as Zero somehow weaved around the strike which shattered the base's metallic flooring, putting three swift buster rounds into Hercules' exposed and now crippled right side. "Don't underestimate him, dumbass!"
Fefnir dashed forward, the thrusters in his boots propelling him at his only threat. The greatest warrior he'd ever fought. Fefnir fired a barrage of massive, violent blasts after Zero as Perseus maneuvered around Zero's flank. Zero stopped mid-dash, sliding a few feet across the ground as his buster glowed as threateningly as the menacing glare in his eyes, and leaned over, boosting himself right into Fefnir's line of fire. Fefnir snarled with a hungry excitement as he blasted away at Zero.
Zero stopped again, leaned so far back that it looked like he was playing limbo, and then boosted himself backward. 'That won't help you dodge my attacks!' Fefnir's eyes widened as Perseus' sapphire saber slashed at the air where Zero was, and Perseus' blue and red body landed where Zero was.
"Perseus!" Fefnir's warning came at the same time as the massive blasts.
The blasts mercilessly ploughed into Perseus' back, ripping him off of his feet and throwing him forward into a wounded and helpless tumble. Two Zero Hunters down only five minutes into the fight. Fefnir stood there, his Mexican standoff with Zero intensifying as tents burned and pantheon corpses laid scattered across the base.
"Damn, Zero! Just like old times, huh?" He shouted out to him as a ruined, burning radar tower groaned over and collapse.
"I don't have time for jokes, Fefnir!" Zero retorted. "Let's get this over with!"
"Heh! Just like old times!" Fefnir mumbled as he lunged forward, boosting himself at Zero.
Fefnir's free fist glowed a beaming white as he jumped forward, cocking it backward mid-air as Zero stood there, weapons disabled and watched Fefnir. Fefnir focused as much energy into his vigorously trembling and glowing fist as he could afford and drove his fist into the ground several feet short of Zero. Zero leaned to the right, twisting his hips and boosting his way out of the path of the violent blade of energy that rippled up through the ground like a miniature crescent moon that tore through metal and reploid remains as easily as Zero could put down a pantheon.
Fefnir was already standing right in front of Zero, massive buster on his arm, pivoting on his right foot as he lifted his left knee. Zero quickly stood on the ball of his left foot and ripped his knee up to meet his elbow as he held loosely clenched fists by his eyes, angling his right shin out to take and minimize the force of Fefnir's violent hip-twisting kicking.
"Not bad!" Fefnir acknowledged as he leaped backward, buster going cla-click! As he primed it for lighter but quicker blasts.
Zero boosted backward, drawing his buster and twisting his hips as he boosted out of the Fefnir's line of fire, grenade-sized blasts of violently hissing red plasma crackling as they soared through the air where Zero was. Zero's trigger-finger was absurdly quick, seven quarter-sized blasts of plasma soaring at Fefnir at impossibly quick speeds. Fefnir hadn't even seen Zero move when the unfamiliar ping-pang! Of enemy fire peppering his bulking salmon red chest plate started punching him back, his head jerking backward as one of the golden horns of his helmet took a hit.
A flash of fear washed over Fefnir, bringing a genuine but exaggerated smile to his battle-scarred face. God of Destruction or not, Zero was the only true threat he'd ever faced, and he loved it. The cla-click! of his buster being primed for heavy, murderous blasts made Zero's snap open warily.
"You're in for it now, Zero! Haah!"
Zero stopped as Fefnir produced his second, equally large buster, primed it for extremely heavy blasts and began charging both. Zero watched as the two massive busters began glowing with a radioactive red glow, plasma swirling around Fefnir's hulking, violently trembling busters.
"Hah!" A massive, violent red beam of plasma burst out of Fefnir's right buster.
Zero boosted out of the way. Barely. The shockwave of the blast alone was enough to nearly slam Zero to the floor, and the heat of the absurd blast was melting the floor and even some of the dead pantheons! Zero's body could handle the heat as long as he maintained a two-foot gap from the absurdly powerful blast, and he'd have to work with that. Zero charged his buster as he continued to outmanoeuvre the still blazing beam.
Fefnir's right buster was steaming and flashed in a ferocious warning of overheat. He quickly stopped firing, lowered the air-distorting hot buster and snapped his cool, but still charging left buster up, locked onto Zero's still moving form. Zero stopped and boosted himself backward at the last second, his body momentarily malfunctioning from overheat before regaining solid function as it escaped the kill-range of the beam's all-consuming heat. Zero kept boosting backward, narrowly maintaining a three-foot gap between himself and the beam, desperately evading the beam as it obliterated more radio towers and pantheons. Fefnir kept firing that devastating beam, his weapon hissing softly as it began to steam, until eventually the heat of his overheating weapon threatened to fry his hand's circuitry. Fefnir stopped firing and snapped his right buster up.
"What!" Fefnir's eyes barely tracked the massive burst of violent green plasma as it burrowed through the air at his chest. "Ghaaagh!"
His body unable to absorb the impact, Fefnir found himself sailing through the air at an impossible speed, his still-melting chest-plate sizzling mid-air with the blisteringly hot reminder who the top reploid was. Fefnir found himself snickering mid-air, croaking into a maniacal laugh as he...
"Oof! Ughah!" Bouncing off of the Fefnir-shaped dent in the wall of the Zero Hunters' barracks Fefnir hit the ground like a sack of burnt-out E-Crystals.
Fefnir groaned as he pushed himself up into a crouching position, and forced himself to look up in time to see Zero disappear into the vehicles wing. Zero huffed out several short, chopped laughs before groaning into a somewhat broken, but still lively and energetic laugh.
"Damn," he muttered to himself as a chopper rose without consent, firing away dozens of missiles and blasting with its busters at the other vehicles that were still docked. "Just like old times, huh?"
"No!" Theseus shouted and hurled a grenade at the now-fleeing chopper.
The grenade detonated directly underneath the chopper, doing little if any damage to the fuselage. The God of Destruction's hardened green eyes looked down mockingly upon Theseus, showing no remorse, not even the slightest lick of guilt for his atrocities. The pantheons around the teary-eyed Theseus fired away at the escaping Zero, also doing little to no damage to his stolen escape vehicle. In Theseus' arms, was the lifeless body of Terran Gaia, which had been ruthlessly mangled by the horrendous demon that had just devastated the base. A tear dripped from Theseus' cheek, and fell on Gaia's closed right eyelid.
"Gaia!" He whispered to her lifeless, mutilated form. "I'm so sorry, Gaia!"
Theseus couldn't believe that she'd given her life to defend the pantheons here, he was furious that the murderous God of Destruction had brutally robbed her of her life, and most of all, he was furious that he hadn't been able to at least avenge her! Theseus lifted her lifeless body higher, and buried his failure of a face into her throat as he wept. The God of Destruction had robbed Neo Arcadia of their greatest hero X. He'd butchered so many innocent pantheons. He'd wounded Hercules and Perseus and even Commander Fefnir! And he'd brutally butchered Gaia and simply tossed her body onto the floor of the base. He couldn't be allowed to live. He had to be destroyed! He had to pay!
"Zero!" Theseus screamed, pantheons stopping and looking at him. "God of Destruction! I will destroy you! With my own two hands!"
A/N: Losing my laptop has proven to be a critical setback indeed, so my posting most likely won't be regular. So, back on track, I'm actually trying to update every Saturday, and Theseus' little monologue at the end was meant to have a Lucas Gilbertson feel watch?v=pVhvlQT5G2E (click that link if you don't get it) so yeah! See you all next Saturday hopefully!