For all those who read the Archie Sonic comics and saw SSS #11,
'Girl Power', this story will seem familiar. This takes place after
Julie-su's solo story 'Shadows' which I loved. (Figured out who my fave
char is yet?) Anyhoo, this is a prologue to what I hope to be a very
good Julie-su mini series. Someone's gotta do it, 'cause I doubt the
comics are gonna get the chance...
The chars mentioned in here belong to Sega or Archie.
Lengthened Shadows ~By Rebecky-mo~
My name is Julie-su.
I am no one.
At least, that's what I believed until a few weeks ago.
Before then, I was merely known as Julie-su, or the traitor, or,
as Vector calls me, the witch. Now, I am confused.
Maybe I should start at the beginning, back when I met
someone I'd never expected to see again, had I remembered that
I'd ever met them before. I have had amnesia for almost seven
years now, beginning at age nine. From what I have been told,
this was due to a tragic accident during my training to become
a soldier for the Dark Legion. I would have believed them, save
one mistake in the story: combat training doesn't begin until
age ten.
From that moment on, I knew there was no one I could
trust in this army. Each of them knew the truth, yet refused
to give me my right: the right to know my identity.
I didn't even know if Julie-su was my real name.
After I left the Legion to join the currant guardian,
Knuckles, and his own 'army' the Chaotix, I believed I could
concentrate on what lay ahead of me, and forget about the desire
to know the truth. Needless, to say, I was 100% wrong.
That's what brought me back to the compound I first
lived in when the Legion returned to the island. It was, in my
opinion, the best place to begin my journey. As I walked around the
fallen beams and broken doors, I remembered how this was what I once
considered living; being ordered around and doing the work for a
pompous, overbearing son of an egg layer, Kragok.
The small bunks I shared with alot of the male soldiers
were cramped and cold, with no pillows or blankets, cold,
emotionless steel surrounding us. What none of the others knew
was that during the mere six hours of sleep we got every night,
Kragok used subliminal 'conditioning' to make ruthless soldiers
out of us. I found this out as woke up one night, hearing the voice
through unseen speakers ~the brave have no emotion. No love, no
fear, no sadness.~ After that, I wore earplugs to bed, but much
of the conditioning was already implanted in my mind; as if it
weren't messed up enough..
A noise from a supposedly empty hallway leading to Kragok's
private quarters snapped me out of my reminiscing, and I reached for
my blaster, cautious so that I wouldn't be seen...that's when I tripped
that blasted alarm. DAMMIT!!! I ran hard to escape the security shield
going down behind me, only to bust my shoulder against it. Knowing
there was no turning back, I looked over to see an old man sitting at
Old Metal Arms desk, and ordered him not to move and identify himself.
It was obvious he had been a member of the legion; his left
arm was completely cybernetic, one of his right dredlocks had been
replaced by a a round metal disk, and he wore the Legions tradional
grey cloak. His face was long and worn, with a beard that was roughly
as long as his torso. He turned to look at me, and I was taken
completely off-balance as his grey eyes burned with honest joy..and
he spoke my name. This man knew me. Or so he said. As much as his
currant position showed, he was covering up; but something told me
I could trust him, as if I knew him as well. So, I replaced the
blaster to my belt, and listened to what he had to say.
He began to tell me of a descendant of Menniker, the first
leader of the Legion against the guardians, whose name was Luger.
Just like every echinda, he fell in love with a young woman named
Merin-da, got married and had twins; a son named Kragok, and a
daughter known as Lien-da. This last name rang a bell; it was
Kommisar's true name before she reached power as Kragok's right
hand.
It was around the twins eighth birthday that the Legion
was finally released from the prison zone and returned to the
island, but the joy was short lived as Merin-da grew ill for some
reason. Luger's love for her had been so strong that he made the
ultimate sacrifice-he ordered the Dark Legion to return to the
zone. Unfortunatly, it was for nothing, as Merin-da died from the
illness she had contracted.
For years, the once-proud leader was in grieving, until
another woman mended his shattered heart; a medic known as
Mari-su. Again he married when his children were sixteen, and
very much against the union; roughly a year later, they had thier
first child together, a daughter-named Julie-su.
I felt my heart literally skip a few beats. I was..a
relative to Kragok? To Dimitri?? The same men who have tried
to kill and enslave the island time and again?! And Kragok
knew the truth all this time?!?!?
The man, whose name was Simon, continued his story into
supposedly my 'toddler years' in which I absolutly loved to be
around Kragok and Kommisar, only to be harrassed by them
completely..and then my life changed forever. My mother had been
killed in a tragic accident that I had witnessed, and Luger went
into meltdown. After leaving me in the hands of Mari-su's
childhood friend, Floren-ca, claiming he had no idea how to care
for a child, he mysteriously disappeared, leaving only one person
to take control of the Dark Legion...Kragok. His first official
act was to have a special chip installed in my mind and every other
Legionaire that erased all memories before that.
Floren-ca was to be the only mother-like figure I'd ever
have, which worked fine until I was nine, where I was apparently
getting too close to the truth. Kragok had yet another mind erase
performed on me, and Simon and Floren-ca fled through a portal to
the island, one Kragok and Kommisar never saw, and lived there ever
since.
Now my mind was filled with differing thoughts. Luger?
Mari-su? Floren-ca? All these names that were completely new to
me...yet they seemed so familiar. As if they had been hidden in
my concious until they were brought back to the surface abruptly
Simon's story was definitly making sense. Everything fitted, down
to the time of my amnesia, plus the fact that the gruesome twosome
always seemed to be watching me, making sure I didn't get into
something I shouldn't be in that may reveal the secret.
I believed him, but to be related to so many I hated...Dimitri,
Kragok, Kommisar...I was blood with them.
I agreed to go to Simon's home, where I met his wife, the
woman known as Floren-ca, and again I got the feeling of Deja-vu,
she was so familiar, down to her wonderful, comforting smile. She
made me feel more comfortable as we disscussed my past further,
explaining what happened in the space between the two mind erasings.
Now I know the truth, but I'm not sure I want to know it now.
For over four-hundred years, Dimitri's--MY family--has been the most
hated and evil family known to the Echinda race. They have all followed
the path of death and destruction that has been the Legion, enshrouded
by darkness; a darkness I have no care to ever be a part of, yet a
piece of me continues to say I have no choice.
I am Julie-su, trapped in the darkess of evil and war. The
question is, how do I escape the shadows, if it is too tightly
wrapped around me to move, or a hand to help me if I'm...alone?
(O.o This things kinda dramatic, ne? Well, I hope to have the second
part to this done soon, but I ain't giving ya any hints!!!)
'Girl Power', this story will seem familiar. This takes place after
Julie-su's solo story 'Shadows' which I loved. (Figured out who my fave
char is yet?) Anyhoo, this is a prologue to what I hope to be a very
good Julie-su mini series. Someone's gotta do it, 'cause I doubt the
comics are gonna get the chance...
The chars mentioned in here belong to Sega or Archie.
Lengthened Shadows ~By Rebecky-mo~
My name is Julie-su.
I am no one.
At least, that's what I believed until a few weeks ago.
Before then, I was merely known as Julie-su, or the traitor, or,
as Vector calls me, the witch. Now, I am confused.
Maybe I should start at the beginning, back when I met
someone I'd never expected to see again, had I remembered that
I'd ever met them before. I have had amnesia for almost seven
years now, beginning at age nine. From what I have been told,
this was due to a tragic accident during my training to become
a soldier for the Dark Legion. I would have believed them, save
one mistake in the story: combat training doesn't begin until
age ten.
From that moment on, I knew there was no one I could
trust in this army. Each of them knew the truth, yet refused
to give me my right: the right to know my identity.
I didn't even know if Julie-su was my real name.
After I left the Legion to join the currant guardian,
Knuckles, and his own 'army' the Chaotix, I believed I could
concentrate on what lay ahead of me, and forget about the desire
to know the truth. Needless, to say, I was 100% wrong.
That's what brought me back to the compound I first
lived in when the Legion returned to the island. It was, in my
opinion, the best place to begin my journey. As I walked around the
fallen beams and broken doors, I remembered how this was what I once
considered living; being ordered around and doing the work for a
pompous, overbearing son of an egg layer, Kragok.
The small bunks I shared with alot of the male soldiers
were cramped and cold, with no pillows or blankets, cold,
emotionless steel surrounding us. What none of the others knew
was that during the mere six hours of sleep we got every night,
Kragok used subliminal 'conditioning' to make ruthless soldiers
out of us. I found this out as woke up one night, hearing the voice
through unseen speakers ~the brave have no emotion. No love, no
fear, no sadness.~ After that, I wore earplugs to bed, but much
of the conditioning was already implanted in my mind; as if it
weren't messed up enough..
A noise from a supposedly empty hallway leading to Kragok's
private quarters snapped me out of my reminiscing, and I reached for
my blaster, cautious so that I wouldn't be seen...that's when I tripped
that blasted alarm. DAMMIT!!! I ran hard to escape the security shield
going down behind me, only to bust my shoulder against it. Knowing
there was no turning back, I looked over to see an old man sitting at
Old Metal Arms desk, and ordered him not to move and identify himself.
It was obvious he had been a member of the legion; his left
arm was completely cybernetic, one of his right dredlocks had been
replaced by a a round metal disk, and he wore the Legions tradional
grey cloak. His face was long and worn, with a beard that was roughly
as long as his torso. He turned to look at me, and I was taken
completely off-balance as his grey eyes burned with honest joy..and
he spoke my name. This man knew me. Or so he said. As much as his
currant position showed, he was covering up; but something told me
I could trust him, as if I knew him as well. So, I replaced the
blaster to my belt, and listened to what he had to say.
He began to tell me of a descendant of Menniker, the first
leader of the Legion against the guardians, whose name was Luger.
Just like every echinda, he fell in love with a young woman named
Merin-da, got married and had twins; a son named Kragok, and a
daughter known as Lien-da. This last name rang a bell; it was
Kommisar's true name before she reached power as Kragok's right
hand.
It was around the twins eighth birthday that the Legion
was finally released from the prison zone and returned to the
island, but the joy was short lived as Merin-da grew ill for some
reason. Luger's love for her had been so strong that he made the
ultimate sacrifice-he ordered the Dark Legion to return to the
zone. Unfortunatly, it was for nothing, as Merin-da died from the
illness she had contracted.
For years, the once-proud leader was in grieving, until
another woman mended his shattered heart; a medic known as
Mari-su. Again he married when his children were sixteen, and
very much against the union; roughly a year later, they had thier
first child together, a daughter-named Julie-su.
I felt my heart literally skip a few beats. I was..a
relative to Kragok? To Dimitri?? The same men who have tried
to kill and enslave the island time and again?! And Kragok
knew the truth all this time?!?!?
The man, whose name was Simon, continued his story into
supposedly my 'toddler years' in which I absolutly loved to be
around Kragok and Kommisar, only to be harrassed by them
completely..and then my life changed forever. My mother had been
killed in a tragic accident that I had witnessed, and Luger went
into meltdown. After leaving me in the hands of Mari-su's
childhood friend, Floren-ca, claiming he had no idea how to care
for a child, he mysteriously disappeared, leaving only one person
to take control of the Dark Legion...Kragok. His first official
act was to have a special chip installed in my mind and every other
Legionaire that erased all memories before that.
Floren-ca was to be the only mother-like figure I'd ever
have, which worked fine until I was nine, where I was apparently
getting too close to the truth. Kragok had yet another mind erase
performed on me, and Simon and Floren-ca fled through a portal to
the island, one Kragok and Kommisar never saw, and lived there ever
since.
Now my mind was filled with differing thoughts. Luger?
Mari-su? Floren-ca? All these names that were completely new to
me...yet they seemed so familiar. As if they had been hidden in
my concious until they were brought back to the surface abruptly
Simon's story was definitly making sense. Everything fitted, down
to the time of my amnesia, plus the fact that the gruesome twosome
always seemed to be watching me, making sure I didn't get into
something I shouldn't be in that may reveal the secret.
I believed him, but to be related to so many I hated...Dimitri,
Kragok, Kommisar...I was blood with them.
I agreed to go to Simon's home, where I met his wife, the
woman known as Floren-ca, and again I got the feeling of Deja-vu,
she was so familiar, down to her wonderful, comforting smile. She
made me feel more comfortable as we disscussed my past further,
explaining what happened in the space between the two mind erasings.
Now I know the truth, but I'm not sure I want to know it now.
For over four-hundred years, Dimitri's--MY family--has been the most
hated and evil family known to the Echinda race. They have all followed
the path of death and destruction that has been the Legion, enshrouded
by darkness; a darkness I have no care to ever be a part of, yet a
piece of me continues to say I have no choice.
I am Julie-su, trapped in the darkess of evil and war. The
question is, how do I escape the shadows, if it is too tightly
wrapped around me to move, or a hand to help me if I'm...alone?
(O.o This things kinda dramatic, ne? Well, I hope to have the second
part to this done soon, but I ain't giving ya any hints!!!)