Other Worlds: The Chronicles
Chapter Three. Evil Foreseen
Det'Aniel had betrayed his friends that one moment,
one that he couldn't gorgive himself for... Why had he done it, he asked himself...
"For power..." he muttered, answering his own question, although he could not face his friends, he could face his enemy...
"I'll rid myself of the guilt, and lead my friends and myself to victory!" or so he thought...
He couldn't do it alone... But he rid his mind of that thought quickly... "Positive thinking..." he told himself, as he turned on his Psi-blades.
He ran out of his quarters, and ran towards the room where he met that evil force...
When he found it, the room was merely a blank open space... with nothing in it.
He walked towards the empty wall shutting off his Psi-blades, knocked on it once, nothing.
Knocked on it twice, nothing... When suddenly, the door shut behind him,
he spun around turning on his Psi-blades, when he saw nothing,
he turned back around, sensing a presence in the room.
He heard a fiendish laugh, and the floor caved in from under him!
He fell into darkness... "I'm doomed..." he thought,
and then his mind raced, having flashbacks of his horrible childhood,
"Mother!" screamed his younger self...
He felt his tears streaming down his face, and he wept... "Protoss have feelings, as well as the pitiful humans,"
said a voice above him, then reality came back, and realized he was still falling.
"Yes... but who are you?" he said, and the fiendish laugh played back into his mind, and his mind raced, negative energy surging through his head,
'You can't win, you won't! You have to lead, or you're nothing!
You've failed... You can't win, you won't! You have to lead, or you're nothing!'
"I can't win... I won't... I have to lead or I'm nothing! I've failed!" he repeated the words as they came into his mind...
---====================---
Sirok then looked up from his meditation... "Det'Aniel is in trouble... An evil is taking over his mind... If he lets it consume him, it will destroy his free will..."
Jirog looked over at him, "What's happening, Sirok?"
"Det'Aniel's positive energy is being consumed by negative energy. If he allows it to continue, it will destroy his free will, and he will become it's captive,
allowing it to do whatever it wants with him," he explained, and waited for it to sink in.
"Further more, if Det'Aniel is thinking what I know he is, it gets worse... He will have a hatred in his heart against the one who is our real leader!"
"That's bad, right?"
"Right... We cannot let the evil grow!"
"What about Xelius? We need him!"
"No time!"
---====================---
Xelius stared at the door, awaiting someone to come in.
When it opened, and Zesz walked in, Xelius knew it meant bad news.
He could just... tell...
---====================---
Sirok and Jirog had been trying to open the door for some time, now.
"I don't like the looks of this..." said Sirok, "Evil doors forbid entry!"
"Just... help... me open... it!"
"I'll continue to scan the presence in the room, I think it might be a Zerg unit inside," said Sirok.
---====================---
Det'Aniel's mind kept racing, and it seemed to him like the monster, or, whatever it was, was right... If he wanted to lead, he had to kill the leader,
and prove that he was the one... But who is the leader? He asked himself... Who is the leader...
The door opened, and Sirok and Jirog walked in.
And the flashback occured again!
He saw himself, running towards his fallen mother, and he heard himself scream...
His father ran onto the scene, killed the enemy soldier, and was shot in the back
by the marines... He saw himself hiding from the soldiers in his home...
he saw everything... and the thoughts... raced through his head... Then reality came back once more...
"Are you okay?" asked Sirok.
"I... don't know..." he answered, he lifted up his hands, and looked at them...
but the noght wasn't over... the laugh...
"What the-" Jirog was taken aback by the evil warrior!
"It's not what I thought... It's not a Zerg, whatever it is!"
"Det'Aniel, no!" shouted Jirog, when he saw Det'Aniel get up and walk towards it.
"Get out! I have to... kill it... ALONE!"
Sirok nodded in acknowledgement, and took Jirog out... The door closed...
And a battle began...
Chapter Three. Evil Foreseen
Det'Aniel had betrayed his friends that one moment,
one that he couldn't gorgive himself for... Why had he done it, he asked himself...
"For power..." he muttered, answering his own question, although he could not face his friends, he could face his enemy...
"I'll rid myself of the guilt, and lead my friends and myself to victory!" or so he thought...
He couldn't do it alone... But he rid his mind of that thought quickly... "Positive thinking..." he told himself, as he turned on his Psi-blades.
He ran out of his quarters, and ran towards the room where he met that evil force...
When he found it, the room was merely a blank open space... with nothing in it.
He walked towards the empty wall shutting off his Psi-blades, knocked on it once, nothing.
Knocked on it twice, nothing... When suddenly, the door shut behind him,
he spun around turning on his Psi-blades, when he saw nothing,
he turned back around, sensing a presence in the room.
He heard a fiendish laugh, and the floor caved in from under him!
He fell into darkness... "I'm doomed..." he thought,
and then his mind raced, having flashbacks of his horrible childhood,
"Mother!" screamed his younger self...
He felt his tears streaming down his face, and he wept... "Protoss have feelings, as well as the pitiful humans,"
said a voice above him, then reality came back, and realized he was still falling.
"Yes... but who are you?" he said, and the fiendish laugh played back into his mind, and his mind raced, negative energy surging through his head,
'You can't win, you won't! You have to lead, or you're nothing!
You've failed... You can't win, you won't! You have to lead, or you're nothing!'
"I can't win... I won't... I have to lead or I'm nothing! I've failed!" he repeated the words as they came into his mind...
---====================---
Sirok then looked up from his meditation... "Det'Aniel is in trouble... An evil is taking over his mind... If he lets it consume him, it will destroy his free will..."
Jirog looked over at him, "What's happening, Sirok?"
"Det'Aniel's positive energy is being consumed by negative energy. If he allows it to continue, it will destroy his free will, and he will become it's captive,
allowing it to do whatever it wants with him," he explained, and waited for it to sink in.
"Further more, if Det'Aniel is thinking what I know he is, it gets worse... He will have a hatred in his heart against the one who is our real leader!"
"That's bad, right?"
"Right... We cannot let the evil grow!"
"What about Xelius? We need him!"
"No time!"
---====================---
Xelius stared at the door, awaiting someone to come in.
When it opened, and Zesz walked in, Xelius knew it meant bad news.
He could just... tell...
---====================---
Sirok and Jirog had been trying to open the door for some time, now.
"I don't like the looks of this..." said Sirok, "Evil doors forbid entry!"
"Just... help... me open... it!"
"I'll continue to scan the presence in the room, I think it might be a Zerg unit inside," said Sirok.
---====================---
Det'Aniel's mind kept racing, and it seemed to him like the monster, or, whatever it was, was right... If he wanted to lead, he had to kill the leader,
and prove that he was the one... But who is the leader? He asked himself... Who is the leader...
The door opened, and Sirok and Jirog walked in.
And the flashback occured again!
He saw himself, running towards his fallen mother, and he heard himself scream...
His father ran onto the scene, killed the enemy soldier, and was shot in the back
by the marines... He saw himself hiding from the soldiers in his home...
he saw everything... and the thoughts... raced through his head... Then reality came back once more...
"Are you okay?" asked Sirok.
"I... don't know..." he answered, he lifted up his hands, and looked at them...
but the noght wasn't over... the laugh...
"What the-" Jirog was taken aback by the evil warrior!
"It's not what I thought... It's not a Zerg, whatever it is!"
"Det'Aniel, no!" shouted Jirog, when he saw Det'Aniel get up and walk towards it.
"Get out! I have to... kill it... ALONE!"
Sirok nodded in acknowledgement, and took Jirog out... The door closed...
And a battle began...
