The Legend of the Neophalie
Copyright- Copyright- Dragonabll Z and its characters in no way at all belong to me in any sence of the word. Suiceene and most of the characters in this are mine though and can only be used in others works if I am asked first.
The police officer fell to the ground already dead as she fell. For a second I reeled back, the information I had taken from her seemed to fly before my eyes again in a dazzling array of colours. But after a moment or two of deep breathing and concentration I managed to banish to the far recesses of my mind. As free thought slowly returned to me I looked around me. The fight had been almost too easy. The officers had no concept of Ki at all, they relied completely on weapons. I marvelled at it, imagine being so weak that you had to rely on a projectile weapon. True I had only just managed the physical manifestation of Ki into balls of energy but normal Sayain warriors hadn't used weapons like that for thousands of years. Sayains believed that if you used a weapon of any sort you relied on it and then were helpless if that weapon was gone. If you relied on yourself and nothing else you could make yourself a more powerful warrior. As I started to concentrate more on the information I had just received I realised that this alien did know something about the Changelings. Quickly I poured over all she knew. Unfortunately I found a short time later that she only knew very little about them. According to general feeling around the Universe the Changelings were in control. There was a council of some sort but it was weak and complied with everything the Changelings said. As I searched harder for more useful information I found that in her ship was some sort of computer, which supposedly held all-important information. As I walked into their ship I was suddenly blinded. The interior of the police ship was bright, an unwelcome change to my eyes which had got used to the gloomy interior of my ship. As I stumbled forward I suddenly sensed a being nearby and without hesitation I slashed with my tail at the being I felt behind me. There was a large crashing noise and then there was silence. I blinked a couple of times and when my eyes finally started to work properly I looked back to see I had destroyed a robot. According to the police officers memory it was the only one on the ship and was used mainly for repairs. It didn't have any weapons it turned out. Turning away from it I looked around me for the first time. The docking are was much smaller than the one on my ship and in the middle of the room sat three air-bikes. Ignoring these I moved over the sliding door at the far end. This led out to a long angular corridor which my memory told me ran all the way round the ship in a continuos circle, doorways leading off it to the main areas of the ship. I walked round toward the front of the ship ignoring the doors to the engine and the mess hall. When I reached the door to the bridge it opened to reveal a lift and a large corkscrew staircase. The reason for both apparently was in case the ship had been damaged badly, the lift might not work. I ignored both and flew upwards and landed on a long platform with a door in the middle. This led to a room shaped like a pointy half circle. The walls of the room were covered in large cuboid shaped computer equipment. Toward the front of the room was a number of chairs and a large number of computer screen. Moving exactly as the police officers memory recorded, I moved over and sat in one of the seats. Pressing the buttons on the arm of the seat resulted in the centre computer screen suddenly coming alive and the word password appeared followed by a number of blank spaces. A keyboard shot out of nowhere, stopping in front of me. Though I had no clue what was going on I kept going as the memories told me what to do. Lowering my right paw, I extended the claws and then with one I gingerly pushed the little square button. After a long tedious couple of minutes I had finally communicated to the computer what I wanted, or at least I thought I had. When the face of a Changeling appeared I hissed involuntarily and bared my teeth. I had never seen a Changeling before but the minute I saw the face I knew that it was the face of enemy. I knew because anger and hate exploded through me from nowhere and I had an almost uncontrollable urge to destroy screen. For a long while I just stared at the face, thinking of nothing but it. I finally knew what my enemies looked like. No longer would my dreams be filled with shadows, my foes finally had a face. When I was finally able to draw my eyes away from the face I saw that there was long lines of letters beneath it. As I stared at them I slowly recognised them and the words started to make sense in my mind.
For the next couple of hours I read on and one, digesting all I could about my enemy. A clearer picture was beginning to form in my mind of the empire the Changelings possessed and it was not a good picture. At first the figures about the sizes of their navies and armies made little sense but as I applied my imagination to it I began to see for the first time the enormity of my task, the amount of planets in their possession, the amount of men they controlled. I was a little daunted by these figures but soon brushed this away. I had to defeat them and that was that. It wouldn't be simple and it was going to be bloody but I would gain revenge for my race. I was distracted from my brief reverie by a small blinking light at the bottom of the screen. Confused for a second looking at it, I suddenly knew that it was a message. Messages could be sent from computer to computer, no matter how big the distance. As it flashed up on the screen a large fleshy looking male appeared on the screen. He was dark skinned and had large blue eyes which stared at me menacingly. He started to speak and it me a couple of seconds to realise that the message was recorded. As I watched he seemed to get steadily angrier at Kala, something about letting the alien space ship get away, and about not being able to protect the people of the planet. I stopped listening to what he was saying and instead concentrated and tried to see who this was. After a couple of seconds my memory cooperated and I suddenly recognised him. It was strange, as if I had known him a long time and only just realised it. He was the head of the police in this sector. Slightly irritated by his constant shouts I was about to end the conversation when one word suddenly caught my ears. Changeling. Everything changed, before I had been relaxed my body returning to normal after the fight, but now my body was tensed and I could feel my claws extend involuntarily from my paws. The complacent attitude, which I had viewed him with, was suddenly replaced with a deadly concentration. His puffy fat face was steadily redder as he continued, "are over us at the minute. The Changeling representative will be arriving here in a couple of days and I want you back to form some discrete backup. She's got her own bodyguard but if there any disturbance happens while she is here…" He let the sentence hang but I wasn't concentrating on this. Instead I was preoccupied by his words. What was she a representative of, I wondered, but whatever it meant she was obviously important, a good target for my first ever Changeling kill. I could feel the excitement rise inside of me as I envisaged it. This would mark the start of my quest, the first of many kills. It felt good as I thought this; finally I was going to do something, to complete the real reason why I was in this dimension. My task. The picture of the man suddenly disappeared; I had stopped listening to him after hearing what he had to say about the Changelings. But as I thought over the information I had recently discovered, I realised that I needed more. The information I had was too brief; I didn't where the Changeling was going or where she was going to stay. I needed to know this before I could plan an attack. Part of me knew that it wasn't going to be a simple as just walking up to her and fighting her. They said she had protection. But I could somehow find out when she was most alone, then perhaps I could wipe out the bodyguards quickly and deal with her alone. No Changeling would be a match for me in one on one combat. For the next hour I searched through the computers using all of the police officers knowledge to try and find more information on the Changeling. But there was nothing anywhere. Finally I lay back frustrated. It was then that I finally realised the obvious. The man who had been speaking to me, he knew about the Changeling. I had to go speak with him. Concentrating I forced memories of the police planet surface. It seemed that it was a very small planet, the police building being the principle building, the only others being a barracks and the houses for the officers. The planet had some weaponry to defend itself and there was a large number of police. From what I had seen of them, it shouldn't be too much trouble to get the information I needed.
She looked across the room listlessly; who could have known that travelling would have been so boring. For the last couple of months she had been pestering her mother, Furnace and her father Ansk to let her go on this trip. They had both been opposed to her going alone but both had a lot of work to do at the moment and they couldn't spare the time, not to go sightseeing anyway. Eventually they gave way, under the compromise that she went under a full bodyguard and an escort of two ships. She had remembered feeling angry at this; she was not a child, well not really. In Changeling terms she was just about a teenager, still had quite a bit of growing to do. But as she hurtled through space she felt glad of the escort, people she could talk to. Her bodyguards had been with her all her life; she knew them quite well now. None of them were Changelings, their superior race were never bodyguards. In fact most of them never really trained to be fighters, they had others to fight for them. Instead they lived in the splendour of their home world. It was definitely one of the lights of the universe; some said it was the most advanced. But Shala was bored of it. Economy and riches didn't interest her. Ever since she was young and found out the real power her parents controlled she yearned for it herself. She wanted to be one of the most powerful fighters in the universe and part of the High command. But that wouldn't be for a number of years yet. She needed to be much stronger before she could even apply for a role in the Command. But she was tired of hanging about the capital of the Changeling Empire; she wanted to be out getting a different view of the Universe. She wanted for the first time in life to have some real excitement, to be in lands, which she had never seen before, to have some independence. That was why she had wanted to go to the outskirts of their empire. Out there things wouldn't be as meticulously planned as was in the capital with almost every second of her day planned out for her even before she awoke for the day. Out here she might even experience some danger, not real danger for there was nothing short of an army, which could take down her bodyguards and her. And everyone knew the penalty of crossing the Changelings, especially considering how powerful her parents were. The door to her room opened and in walked her head bodyguard, Kurith, a person she was quite close to. "Its time to continue your training." She followed him out the door without a word; he was training her at the moment. It was hard but she had the desire to be a powerful fighter and this pushed her on.
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Copyright- Copyright- Dragonabll Z and its characters in no way at all belong to me in any sence of the word. Suiceene and most of the characters in this are mine though and can only be used in others works if I am asked first.
The police officer fell to the ground already dead as she fell. For a second I reeled back, the information I had taken from her seemed to fly before my eyes again in a dazzling array of colours. But after a moment or two of deep breathing and concentration I managed to banish to the far recesses of my mind. As free thought slowly returned to me I looked around me. The fight had been almost too easy. The officers had no concept of Ki at all, they relied completely on weapons. I marvelled at it, imagine being so weak that you had to rely on a projectile weapon. True I had only just managed the physical manifestation of Ki into balls of energy but normal Sayain warriors hadn't used weapons like that for thousands of years. Sayains believed that if you used a weapon of any sort you relied on it and then were helpless if that weapon was gone. If you relied on yourself and nothing else you could make yourself a more powerful warrior. As I started to concentrate more on the information I had just received I realised that this alien did know something about the Changelings. Quickly I poured over all she knew. Unfortunately I found a short time later that she only knew very little about them. According to general feeling around the Universe the Changelings were in control. There was a council of some sort but it was weak and complied with everything the Changelings said. As I searched harder for more useful information I found that in her ship was some sort of computer, which supposedly held all-important information. As I walked into their ship I was suddenly blinded. The interior of the police ship was bright, an unwelcome change to my eyes which had got used to the gloomy interior of my ship. As I stumbled forward I suddenly sensed a being nearby and without hesitation I slashed with my tail at the being I felt behind me. There was a large crashing noise and then there was silence. I blinked a couple of times and when my eyes finally started to work properly I looked back to see I had destroyed a robot. According to the police officers memory it was the only one on the ship and was used mainly for repairs. It didn't have any weapons it turned out. Turning away from it I looked around me for the first time. The docking are was much smaller than the one on my ship and in the middle of the room sat three air-bikes. Ignoring these I moved over the sliding door at the far end. This led out to a long angular corridor which my memory told me ran all the way round the ship in a continuos circle, doorways leading off it to the main areas of the ship. I walked round toward the front of the ship ignoring the doors to the engine and the mess hall. When I reached the door to the bridge it opened to reveal a lift and a large corkscrew staircase. The reason for both apparently was in case the ship had been damaged badly, the lift might not work. I ignored both and flew upwards and landed on a long platform with a door in the middle. This led to a room shaped like a pointy half circle. The walls of the room were covered in large cuboid shaped computer equipment. Toward the front of the room was a number of chairs and a large number of computer screen. Moving exactly as the police officers memory recorded, I moved over and sat in one of the seats. Pressing the buttons on the arm of the seat resulted in the centre computer screen suddenly coming alive and the word password appeared followed by a number of blank spaces. A keyboard shot out of nowhere, stopping in front of me. Though I had no clue what was going on I kept going as the memories told me what to do. Lowering my right paw, I extended the claws and then with one I gingerly pushed the little square button. After a long tedious couple of minutes I had finally communicated to the computer what I wanted, or at least I thought I had. When the face of a Changeling appeared I hissed involuntarily and bared my teeth. I had never seen a Changeling before but the minute I saw the face I knew that it was the face of enemy. I knew because anger and hate exploded through me from nowhere and I had an almost uncontrollable urge to destroy screen. For a long while I just stared at the face, thinking of nothing but it. I finally knew what my enemies looked like. No longer would my dreams be filled with shadows, my foes finally had a face. When I was finally able to draw my eyes away from the face I saw that there was long lines of letters beneath it. As I stared at them I slowly recognised them and the words started to make sense in my mind.
For the next couple of hours I read on and one, digesting all I could about my enemy. A clearer picture was beginning to form in my mind of the empire the Changelings possessed and it was not a good picture. At first the figures about the sizes of their navies and armies made little sense but as I applied my imagination to it I began to see for the first time the enormity of my task, the amount of planets in their possession, the amount of men they controlled. I was a little daunted by these figures but soon brushed this away. I had to defeat them and that was that. It wouldn't be simple and it was going to be bloody but I would gain revenge for my race. I was distracted from my brief reverie by a small blinking light at the bottom of the screen. Confused for a second looking at it, I suddenly knew that it was a message. Messages could be sent from computer to computer, no matter how big the distance. As it flashed up on the screen a large fleshy looking male appeared on the screen. He was dark skinned and had large blue eyes which stared at me menacingly. He started to speak and it me a couple of seconds to realise that the message was recorded. As I watched he seemed to get steadily angrier at Kala, something about letting the alien space ship get away, and about not being able to protect the people of the planet. I stopped listening to what he was saying and instead concentrated and tried to see who this was. After a couple of seconds my memory cooperated and I suddenly recognised him. It was strange, as if I had known him a long time and only just realised it. He was the head of the police in this sector. Slightly irritated by his constant shouts I was about to end the conversation when one word suddenly caught my ears. Changeling. Everything changed, before I had been relaxed my body returning to normal after the fight, but now my body was tensed and I could feel my claws extend involuntarily from my paws. The complacent attitude, which I had viewed him with, was suddenly replaced with a deadly concentration. His puffy fat face was steadily redder as he continued, "are over us at the minute. The Changeling representative will be arriving here in a couple of days and I want you back to form some discrete backup. She's got her own bodyguard but if there any disturbance happens while she is here…" He let the sentence hang but I wasn't concentrating on this. Instead I was preoccupied by his words. What was she a representative of, I wondered, but whatever it meant she was obviously important, a good target for my first ever Changeling kill. I could feel the excitement rise inside of me as I envisaged it. This would mark the start of my quest, the first of many kills. It felt good as I thought this; finally I was going to do something, to complete the real reason why I was in this dimension. My task. The picture of the man suddenly disappeared; I had stopped listening to him after hearing what he had to say about the Changelings. But as I thought over the information I had recently discovered, I realised that I needed more. The information I had was too brief; I didn't where the Changeling was going or where she was going to stay. I needed to know this before I could plan an attack. Part of me knew that it wasn't going to be a simple as just walking up to her and fighting her. They said she had protection. But I could somehow find out when she was most alone, then perhaps I could wipe out the bodyguards quickly and deal with her alone. No Changeling would be a match for me in one on one combat. For the next hour I searched through the computers using all of the police officers knowledge to try and find more information on the Changeling. But there was nothing anywhere. Finally I lay back frustrated. It was then that I finally realised the obvious. The man who had been speaking to me, he knew about the Changeling. I had to go speak with him. Concentrating I forced memories of the police planet surface. It seemed that it was a very small planet, the police building being the principle building, the only others being a barracks and the houses for the officers. The planet had some weaponry to defend itself and there was a large number of police. From what I had seen of them, it shouldn't be too much trouble to get the information I needed.
She looked across the room listlessly; who could have known that travelling would have been so boring. For the last couple of months she had been pestering her mother, Furnace and her father Ansk to let her go on this trip. They had both been opposed to her going alone but both had a lot of work to do at the moment and they couldn't spare the time, not to go sightseeing anyway. Eventually they gave way, under the compromise that she went under a full bodyguard and an escort of two ships. She had remembered feeling angry at this; she was not a child, well not really. In Changeling terms she was just about a teenager, still had quite a bit of growing to do. But as she hurtled through space she felt glad of the escort, people she could talk to. Her bodyguards had been with her all her life; she knew them quite well now. None of them were Changelings, their superior race were never bodyguards. In fact most of them never really trained to be fighters, they had others to fight for them. Instead they lived in the splendour of their home world. It was definitely one of the lights of the universe; some said it was the most advanced. But Shala was bored of it. Economy and riches didn't interest her. Ever since she was young and found out the real power her parents controlled she yearned for it herself. She wanted to be one of the most powerful fighters in the universe and part of the High command. But that wouldn't be for a number of years yet. She needed to be much stronger before she could even apply for a role in the Command. But she was tired of hanging about the capital of the Changeling Empire; she wanted to be out getting a different view of the Universe. She wanted for the first time in life to have some real excitement, to be in lands, which she had never seen before, to have some independence. That was why she had wanted to go to the outskirts of their empire. Out there things wouldn't be as meticulously planned as was in the capital with almost every second of her day planned out for her even before she awoke for the day. Out here she might even experience some danger, not real danger for there was nothing short of an army, which could take down her bodyguards and her. And everyone knew the penalty of crossing the Changelings, especially considering how powerful her parents were. The door to her room opened and in walked her head bodyguard, Kurith, a person she was quite close to. "Its time to continue your training." She followed him out the door without a word; he was training her at the moment. It was hard but she had the desire to be a powerful fighter and this pushed her on.
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