Chapter Nine: Paths Finally Entwine
An: It has been over six months, but I have started back up this story. Kudos to all the people who have waited for this, and I fully apologize for all of it. However, that is what happens when life takes hold. I hate life, but it has its own benefits.
Chapter Rating: Pg-13. Not like the mudvane that I'm listening to now…
"First of all, who the hell do you think you are? Roxton slammed his fist down onto the surface of the dining room table. It had been only a few mere hours since the near-destruction of the Zanga village, and now, after all that, emotions were starting to surface.
Roxton stormed around the room, pointing his finger at Cirrus. Anger, think and strong, flowed through his veins, making his eyes a cold brown. "Those were innocent people, and here you come, blasting your way though." He stopped, noticing the 'hell may care' look on Cirrus face. "Do you have ANY idea of what you have done?" He screamed the last few words, making a smile creep onto Challenger and Veronica's features.
Marguerite spoke up from her seat, "I think that Roxton speaks for us all." She calmly sipped at her coffee, but her face showed no joy at the recent evens. "People died, because of you."
Cirrus pursed his lips, not holding back any of the spite or the slight disgust that had formed in the pit of his gut. "you say that I have killed many, destroyed homes and families. Obliterated most of your trust with the Zanga's, and mostly crushed all the land in their fields?"
Cirrus scoffed, "A small price to pay, with the gift that I bring." He folded his hands in his lap, "its quite simple, I'm ashamed that you all haven't figured it out by now…"
Veronica gritted her teeth, "Damn you… I knew some of those people! Most of them, were my friends!"
Cirrus stood up, rubbing the newly forming glowing spikes that slowly pushed there way though his skin. The natural chyrstal forms where the side effects of his time next to the Kotari Gem. With the small shards growing, the side effect was the super-conducting energy source. All his power-lacking times were over, not to mention, the spikes were harder than diamond. Easily becoming an efficient weapon if times so needed.
His face lit up in a grin, "How about this? With the ship, and you all, we can finally leave this place!"
Veronica looked abashed, "What?" she sat up, "Your lying again…"
Cirrus smiled oily, "Come now, Veronica… Do you not fully trust me after all this time?"
Ned shook his head, "For what reason should she?" He frowned, "After all this time, the only rewards you have brought is pain and misery."
Cirrus laughed, "Ha! Is that the best you can do?" He shook his head, "Truly Malone, your time in the void has shaken if not loosen the once solid defense that you had!"
Cirrus flexed his hands, "I am not without mercy, I shall still hold to our original agreement, if you all still wish."
Roxton snarled, "I have had all that I can stomach of this!" He shook his fist at Cirrus, "Your nothing more than a cold-hearted bastard, who spends his time planning more ways to lie and trick others!"
Cirrus shook his head, "Pathetic, LORD Roxton." He waved his hand at them, "This is my final offer. I will allow you a place on-board my ship."
Challenger rubbed his chin, "This ship, would bring us back to London?"
Marquette looked at him, "Your not actually trusting this mad-man, are you?"
Cirrus smiled, "What choice do you all have." He smiled, "Perhaps you would like to wait another two years, or spend the rest of your days in this green hell?"
Ned glared at him, "After all the blood you have shed, it would be worth it."
Cirrus face was a stone, "So be it." He looked at the group. "Thus, you have made your decision."
Veronica looked at Cirrus, "What happened to you?" She was mystified, "I once loved you!"
Cirrus blinked, "Love? Love… Yes, it was an emotion." He clenched his fist, "After my discovery of the Ganthron, I learned fully of my people, their history, and my…Power."
She shook her head, "That doesn't matter…"
Cirrus laughed again, "Hahaha! Fools! I learned that I am not the only one of my race! There are others, and they have been alive for hundreds of years!"
Roxton frowned, "more killers like you?"
Cirrus growled, "What I have been doing, my drive, my being, my suffering, I have done for this chance! The chance… To return home!"
Challenger looked at the man, "At the cost of innocent lives… How dare you, sir!"
Cirrus shrugged his shoulders, "I do what I wish." He looked out the window, at the hovering behemoth cruiser. He glanced back at the group, "I have spoken my peace. You have one day to make your decision."
He turned and waved at the group, "Farewell. And do remember, that the blast from the primary engines will be strong enough to level all matter within 600 yards of the center."
He looked at the group, "Do be sure that you are well beyond that range." His white needle like teeth shone, "I would hate for something terrible to happen…." He laughed, and with a wave of his spikes, he activated the short-range transporter, leaving the stunned group still reeling on the venom-filled words.
An: It has been over six months, but I have started back up this story. Kudos to all the people who have waited for this, and I fully apologize for all of it. However, that is what happens when life takes hold. I hate life, but it has its own benefits.
Chapter Rating: Pg-13. Not like the mudvane that I'm listening to now…
"First of all, who the hell do you think you are? Roxton slammed his fist down onto the surface of the dining room table. It had been only a few mere hours since the near-destruction of the Zanga village, and now, after all that, emotions were starting to surface.
Roxton stormed around the room, pointing his finger at Cirrus. Anger, think and strong, flowed through his veins, making his eyes a cold brown. "Those were innocent people, and here you come, blasting your way though." He stopped, noticing the 'hell may care' look on Cirrus face. "Do you have ANY idea of what you have done?" He screamed the last few words, making a smile creep onto Challenger and Veronica's features.
Marguerite spoke up from her seat, "I think that Roxton speaks for us all." She calmly sipped at her coffee, but her face showed no joy at the recent evens. "People died, because of you."
Cirrus pursed his lips, not holding back any of the spite or the slight disgust that had formed in the pit of his gut. "you say that I have killed many, destroyed homes and families. Obliterated most of your trust with the Zanga's, and mostly crushed all the land in their fields?"
Cirrus scoffed, "A small price to pay, with the gift that I bring." He folded his hands in his lap, "its quite simple, I'm ashamed that you all haven't figured it out by now…"
Veronica gritted her teeth, "Damn you… I knew some of those people! Most of them, were my friends!"
Cirrus stood up, rubbing the newly forming glowing spikes that slowly pushed there way though his skin. The natural chyrstal forms where the side effects of his time next to the Kotari Gem. With the small shards growing, the side effect was the super-conducting energy source. All his power-lacking times were over, not to mention, the spikes were harder than diamond. Easily becoming an efficient weapon if times so needed.
His face lit up in a grin, "How about this? With the ship, and you all, we can finally leave this place!"
Veronica looked abashed, "What?" she sat up, "Your lying again…"
Cirrus smiled oily, "Come now, Veronica… Do you not fully trust me after all this time?"
Ned shook his head, "For what reason should she?" He frowned, "After all this time, the only rewards you have brought is pain and misery."
Cirrus laughed, "Ha! Is that the best you can do?" He shook his head, "Truly Malone, your time in the void has shaken if not loosen the once solid defense that you had!"
Cirrus flexed his hands, "I am not without mercy, I shall still hold to our original agreement, if you all still wish."
Roxton snarled, "I have had all that I can stomach of this!" He shook his fist at Cirrus, "Your nothing more than a cold-hearted bastard, who spends his time planning more ways to lie and trick others!"
Cirrus shook his head, "Pathetic, LORD Roxton." He waved his hand at them, "This is my final offer. I will allow you a place on-board my ship."
Challenger rubbed his chin, "This ship, would bring us back to London?"
Marquette looked at him, "Your not actually trusting this mad-man, are you?"
Cirrus smiled, "What choice do you all have." He smiled, "Perhaps you would like to wait another two years, or spend the rest of your days in this green hell?"
Ned glared at him, "After all the blood you have shed, it would be worth it."
Cirrus face was a stone, "So be it." He looked at the group. "Thus, you have made your decision."
Veronica looked at Cirrus, "What happened to you?" She was mystified, "I once loved you!"
Cirrus blinked, "Love? Love… Yes, it was an emotion." He clenched his fist, "After my discovery of the Ganthron, I learned fully of my people, their history, and my…Power."
She shook her head, "That doesn't matter…"
Cirrus laughed again, "Hahaha! Fools! I learned that I am not the only one of my race! There are others, and they have been alive for hundreds of years!"
Roxton frowned, "more killers like you?"
Cirrus growled, "What I have been doing, my drive, my being, my suffering, I have done for this chance! The chance… To return home!"
Challenger looked at the man, "At the cost of innocent lives… How dare you, sir!"
Cirrus shrugged his shoulders, "I do what I wish." He looked out the window, at the hovering behemoth cruiser. He glanced back at the group, "I have spoken my peace. You have one day to make your decision."
He turned and waved at the group, "Farewell. And do remember, that the blast from the primary engines will be strong enough to level all matter within 600 yards of the center."
He looked at the group, "Do be sure that you are well beyond that range." His white needle like teeth shone, "I would hate for something terrible to happen…." He laughed, and with a wave of his spikes, he activated the short-range transporter, leaving the stunned group still reeling on the venom-filled words.