ATLANTIS SCRIBES PRESENTS
TITAN AE: THE FORGOTTEN RACE
A WORK BY TADAKATSU.
It was the final fight. The final conflict between the Drej and the human race. The Titan had been boarded by the humans and was close to being activated. This was not the only 'battle' being fought. Inside the Drej mothership, a young mantrin tried to stop Susquehana from firing.
Pecacetus Longipes, the last mantrin of the Natpan race stood in front of his adoptive mother, Susquehana. The black mantrin's body stood firm, his lean muscles tense as he tried to persuade Susquehana that the humans were not a threat. For the first time it seemed Susquehana would not listen to him. Peca's black pants waved in the drafts from the eletrical being as his black combat vest shined dully in the light.
"Please mother, the humans don't mean to harm us! They never did!" he yelled. But his pleas seemed not to effect the great Queen.
"Ejie woo, tortalia nanoguanchi vashwa." her ghostly voice spoke, echoing thorough the large room. She seemed to glare at her adoptive son, "Entien enurmoa vaiwa ha." Peca for once felt like a failure; Susquehana would not listen to him. He hung his head, turning his back on the Drej Queen. Suddenly the entire place began to fill with golden light. It was as if someone set off a flash grenade. Everything went white.
It was a dream of the past. This dream haunted Pecacetus since the day it happened. The mantrin's eyes snapped open as the sound of thunder raged outside his Keis tree home. His soft black skin cooled as he stretched his body, his black eyes focusing in the night air. Shaking his head and rubbing the sleep from his eyes, Peca came fully awake.
"Just...a dream...why is it always the same?" Peca asked himself. His lean body pulled his legs over the side of his thick grass bed. He always loved keeping life simple; and this life was better than sleeping on the Drej ship in the past. Another thunderclap raged outside as he stood up, glancing about the room: A common mantrin dwelling, Keis trees were the primary material the hut was constructed from. These trees were indigenous only to the planet Mantri, the home planet of the mantrin species. His feet padded softly on the shiny hardwood floor as the male made his way to the closet.
Not far, in the bushes and shrubs near Peca's home, two female Akrennians and one Sogowan male spied on the mantrin through a window.
The two females were slavers, carrying the state-of-the-art Akrennian hunting equipment. The male mantrin himself was a general of the Emperor, named Misai Lerisat. (Also one of General Naima Kadakan's rivals.) He had hired the two Akrennians to capture this mantrin, put him into slavery never to be seen again. He had ruined the military's plans which were made behind the Emperor's back, and now he was goign to pay for it.
TITAN AE: THE FORGOTTEN RACE
A WORK BY TADAKATSU.
It was the final fight. The final conflict between the Drej and the human race. The Titan had been boarded by the humans and was close to being activated. This was not the only 'battle' being fought. Inside the Drej mothership, a young mantrin tried to stop Susquehana from firing.
Pecacetus Longipes, the last mantrin of the Natpan race stood in front of his adoptive mother, Susquehana. The black mantrin's body stood firm, his lean muscles tense as he tried to persuade Susquehana that the humans were not a threat. For the first time it seemed Susquehana would not listen to him. Peca's black pants waved in the drafts from the eletrical being as his black combat vest shined dully in the light.
"Please mother, the humans don't mean to harm us! They never did!" he yelled. But his pleas seemed not to effect the great Queen.
"Ejie woo, tortalia nanoguanchi vashwa." her ghostly voice spoke, echoing thorough the large room. She seemed to glare at her adoptive son, "Entien enurmoa vaiwa ha." Peca for once felt like a failure; Susquehana would not listen to him. He hung his head, turning his back on the Drej Queen. Suddenly the entire place began to fill with golden light. It was as if someone set off a flash grenade. Everything went white.
It was a dream of the past. This dream haunted Pecacetus since the day it happened. The mantrin's eyes snapped open as the sound of thunder raged outside his Keis tree home. His soft black skin cooled as he stretched his body, his black eyes focusing in the night air. Shaking his head and rubbing the sleep from his eyes, Peca came fully awake.
"Just...a dream...why is it always the same?" Peca asked himself. His lean body pulled his legs over the side of his thick grass bed. He always loved keeping life simple; and this life was better than sleeping on the Drej ship in the past. Another thunderclap raged outside as he stood up, glancing about the room: A common mantrin dwelling, Keis trees were the primary material the hut was constructed from. These trees were indigenous only to the planet Mantri, the home planet of the mantrin species. His feet padded softly on the shiny hardwood floor as the male made his way to the closet.
Not far, in the bushes and shrubs near Peca's home, two female Akrennians and one Sogowan male spied on the mantrin through a window.
The two females were slavers, carrying the state-of-the-art Akrennian hunting equipment. The male mantrin himself was a general of the Emperor, named Misai Lerisat. (Also one of General Naima Kadakan's rivals.) He had hired the two Akrennians to capture this mantrin, put him into slavery never to be seen again. He had ruined the military's plans which were made behind the Emperor's back, and now he was goign to pay for it.