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.
Blinking the shadows started to retreat from my eyes and I was able to see again. At the moment I could feel rock crushing into me at all sides. Placing the flats of my paws down on the ground I pushed up. Rock slid from my back, falling and cracking on the ground. As I got to my feet I noted that I had been blown back through a wall, and had been halfway through it. A large series of cuts along my right side and arm marked where their weapons had hit me. Though the blood was staining my clothing and the ground beneath me I didn't feel injured. Adrenaline was dulling the edge off the pain and my anger had started to build again. Bouncing off the ground I shot back up the stairs in time to meet some officers coming the other way. Suddenly blind to everything else my rage consumed me. Opening my jaws in a roar I shot forward. Catching the first in the gut with my shoulder I flipped him over my head before throwing up an arm to block an attack. My tail then stabbed into the attackers knee, bringing him down to my height where I smashed my foot into his face. Blood pumping quickly through my chest again I twisted round, dodging another attack. Leaping off the ground I embedded my foot deep into his chest with a loud crack of broken bones. As he fell back I ran towards the last man who was at the top of the stairs with a long cylindrical object. Seconds before I reached him something shot out of the end of it with great speed. Unable to dodge in time, it hit me in the shoulder and exploded with a deafening explosion and threw me back against a wall with extreme force. As I slid down to the ground I could see my vision starting to blur and black spots appear. I hit the ground with my knees and fell on my side. My right side was now screaming at me, it felt like large claws were ripping the flesh from my very bones. Biting back a scream I stared in front of me, rage boiling over. Get up, I screamed at myself, is this it? Just out of my vision I became aware that the man was moving toward me. Twisting my head I stared through the gloom to see more and more bodies were coming toward me. I had to get up now, I had to defend myself. As I tried to push upward with my one good arm I felt the weight of more rock on my back. My arm started to shake and then it bent inward, unable to take the strain. A hard cold piece of metal was pushed against my head.
For one heartbeat there was complete silence, inside and outside my body. Before something exploded inside me. I was suddenly blinded by white light but I could still feel it flooding through me. My brain was suddenly clear of distracting messages of pain or fear. Swinging my bad arm up I grabbed the weapon against my head and with amazing ease I felt the metal crush under my paw. Vision was suddenly restored and at first I couldn't understand what I was seeing. I could suddenly everything, the dust on the ground, the tiny small animals moving through it…. Rolling to my feet felt normal- I couldn't feel any pain amazingly from my right side. As I looked up I could see the officer's heads turning round to try and find me, but they were so slow. My senses were overflowing with new feelings- I could sense the heat off my enemies, hear the blood dripping slowly from the fallen bodies. Leaping gracefully forward I swung a lazy punch and was amazed to see his head crack back, and his body slowly slip to the ground. The rest of the men were taken out with extraordinary ease, their frail bodies breaking easily. For a couple of seconds after the last man fell I stood looking down at my body. It looked the same, but it wasn't. This strength flowing through me was like a dream, it was if I had spent my whole life encased in heavy armour and it was suddenly off. My movements felt so much more fluid and graceful. My senses were giving me more information than I could process, I felt immortal with my new power. Leaping forward into the air I shot forward continuing up the stairs. At the top of the stairs was a wide, twisting corridor with doors on either side, each room filled with a number of people. Cupping my paws together I started to push my power threw my paws. With a crackle of electricity a small ball formed which quickly grew in size. Around me I felt the air tighten as the Ki started to push out into the air. Suddenly moving my arm back quickly over my head I threw the ball at the corridor. For a couple of seconds there was silence before a loud explosion sounded and a huge wave of smoke suddenly engulfed me. Pushing the smoke away with my mind I looked down the corridor. Little was left but broken woods and metal, with fire lapping round it. As I stared unable to sense any life a wild laugh broke out of me. Fighting down feelings of exaltation I tore my eyes from the scene of destruction and forced return to the matter at hand. I had landed on this planet for a reason, not simply to glutton myself on destruction. Stopping on the spot I searched through the information, which had only recently been forced, into my brain. The leader of these police was apparently on the top floor of a building. After more concentration I realised that I was in the wrong building. Anger quickly flooded through me, but with no enemy in sight or smell I blasted a nearby wall, causing sunlight to flood though the dust. As I exited the building I noticed for the first time the dark smoke, which seemed to congregate high up in the sky, around the tops of the buildings. Alarm sirens were blaring out here now as well and I noticed movement over beside a couple of large low rectangular buildings. Turning my head before the temptation grew too great I continued to fly upwards. As I flew the dark cloud thickened and I started to cough. Absentmindedly I also noted how my skin had started to take upon a black colour, the dust sticking to the blood easily. Hunting through the memories of the police officer, I raked each building I wove around looking for some distinguishing feature that would lead me to him. As if by instinct my body suddenly shot sideways as two large beams of light shot past me. There was a soft noise behind me as the air compacted as I shot forward, eyes already staring at the source of the attack. Two large robots sat atop a large balcony sticking out of the top of a building. Barely seconds later I was blinded as mass amounts of yellow light suddenly shot from the top of the building. Changing direction suddenly I aimed downwards at a sharp angle, flying as fast I could. Large explosions peppered me with dust and large pieces of stone, but I was quick enough to avoid being hit by any of the really large pieces. As I flew, only a couple of meters up from the ground, the dust separated forming two large waves, which flowed away from me. The shooting slowed as I neared the bottom of their building. Diving down suddenly I hit the ground with my feet propelling me upwards up the side of the building. I was only a couple of inches away from the side of the building, which was all a dark grey colour. But I was not concentrating on the material of the building; instead my attention was fixed on the distant ledge, up high above me. I was ready this time, and at the first trace of movement up there I suddenly altered my direction. Seconds later I felt the warmth as something shot past me. Ignoring the pains in my neck, I continued to stare above throwing myself sideways everytime I spotted a hint of red. But then suddenly the firing stopped. My ears, which had been filled with the sound of constant explosions, were clear and silence returned to the city. I continued to stare, every more frantically as time wore on and I continued to shoot upwards, unnerved by the total silence. What was going on?
The wind brought a faint chill to her skin but she ignored the growing drop in temperature. It was too early to return back to the confines of the ship. Strange, she thought to herself, how something could look so attractive and cosy as the ship had done from her home planet, could feel so confining. She had assured herself and her parents that there was plenty that she could do on the ship; it was simply bursting with activities. But then after a while, she had started to yearn for fresh air and for real ground. There was something about the processed environment of the ship, which made any task seem tedious to her. But, she still felt that the trip was worth it. Nearly every day she was seeing new races and planets. Some of the ambassadors were unbearably pompous but they could also be found on her home planet, come to leave tributes or to beg military support. It hadn't escaped her, that when looking upon the different defence fleets that they were not really comparable to the Changeling fleets. Of course some of the alien ships were too strange to figure out their power, but from talks with her different bodyguards they too were not equal to the battleships of the Changelings. In the past the Changelings had not been the most advanced race, they were instead a very powerful physical race. But almost a thousand years ago the other major races had started to go through a recession period. Not least the once mighty Sayain race had started to fail. The amazing successes in which they had expanded with a seeming inevitably were seemingly gone. As they fell back a vacuum was left, where a powerful race with little technology had ruled, which the Changelings had stepped into. But the Changelings had learned from the mistakes of the races before them. They had stolen from all the other races till they were one of the most advanced in the galaxy. Getting up from the seat she had been on, she moved forward, through the green water that surrounded the small island she had been on. The water was a couple of feet deep, but it also swung through the air in a strange cycle, spinning in many different patterns and shapes. The water glistened from her purple armour as she moved out again into the open air. Reaching up she removed her cloak and cast it to the ground. While her training had been going well she had been feeling dissatisfied with her power. Through practice and training she could improve her technique and perhaps her power by small amount. She wanted much more power; already she could feel her limits uncomfortably. She needed to transform to get her next surge of power; she needed to ascend upwards like all the great warriors had done before her. Then once she could protect herself, she could have so much more independence. Though she was more powerful than her bodyguards, she was only just. If they outnumbered her she couldn't beat them. As she was uncomfortably aware of her own limits she knew there were others who could beat her. Even way out here in the middle of nowhere. And at the same time as she was noticing the failures of the other races, she also noticed the feelings they had for her. Some were neutral, but she didn't fail to see some of the glances at her. She didn't mind the hatred, well not too much. Nobody liked to be hated. The problem would arise if anyone decided to act on their anger. Looking down at her body she sighed to herself. And then she started to concentrate her power. The air started to spark as her power started to rocket upwards, cracking the ground below her. The clouds parted above her and the single moon shone down on her as she rose up into the air, finally hitting her maximum. The air sparked around her and for a moment she felt invincible. But she wasn't. She needed to change, so she could be as successful as the Changelings before her, to show everyone she was not just another Changeling bent on democracy, She was a warrior!
Please leave your comments and reviews.What do you think of it so far? I did a bit more with the Changeling today, what do you think of her compared to Suiceene?
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.
Blinking the shadows started to retreat from my eyes and I was able to see again. At the moment I could feel rock crushing into me at all sides. Placing the flats of my paws down on the ground I pushed up. Rock slid from my back, falling and cracking on the ground. As I got to my feet I noted that I had been blown back through a wall, and had been halfway through it. A large series of cuts along my right side and arm marked where their weapons had hit me. Though the blood was staining my clothing and the ground beneath me I didn't feel injured. Adrenaline was dulling the edge off the pain and my anger had started to build again. Bouncing off the ground I shot back up the stairs in time to meet some officers coming the other way. Suddenly blind to everything else my rage consumed me. Opening my jaws in a roar I shot forward. Catching the first in the gut with my shoulder I flipped him over my head before throwing up an arm to block an attack. My tail then stabbed into the attackers knee, bringing him down to my height where I smashed my foot into his face. Blood pumping quickly through my chest again I twisted round, dodging another attack. Leaping off the ground I embedded my foot deep into his chest with a loud crack of broken bones. As he fell back I ran towards the last man who was at the top of the stairs with a long cylindrical object. Seconds before I reached him something shot out of the end of it with great speed. Unable to dodge in time, it hit me in the shoulder and exploded with a deafening explosion and threw me back against a wall with extreme force. As I slid down to the ground I could see my vision starting to blur and black spots appear. I hit the ground with my knees and fell on my side. My right side was now screaming at me, it felt like large claws were ripping the flesh from my very bones. Biting back a scream I stared in front of me, rage boiling over. Get up, I screamed at myself, is this it? Just out of my vision I became aware that the man was moving toward me. Twisting my head I stared through the gloom to see more and more bodies were coming toward me. I had to get up now, I had to defend myself. As I tried to push upward with my one good arm I felt the weight of more rock on my back. My arm started to shake and then it bent inward, unable to take the strain. A hard cold piece of metal was pushed against my head.
For one heartbeat there was complete silence, inside and outside my body. Before something exploded inside me. I was suddenly blinded by white light but I could still feel it flooding through me. My brain was suddenly clear of distracting messages of pain or fear. Swinging my bad arm up I grabbed the weapon against my head and with amazing ease I felt the metal crush under my paw. Vision was suddenly restored and at first I couldn't understand what I was seeing. I could suddenly everything, the dust on the ground, the tiny small animals moving through it…. Rolling to my feet felt normal- I couldn't feel any pain amazingly from my right side. As I looked up I could see the officer's heads turning round to try and find me, but they were so slow. My senses were overflowing with new feelings- I could sense the heat off my enemies, hear the blood dripping slowly from the fallen bodies. Leaping gracefully forward I swung a lazy punch and was amazed to see his head crack back, and his body slowly slip to the ground. The rest of the men were taken out with extraordinary ease, their frail bodies breaking easily. For a couple of seconds after the last man fell I stood looking down at my body. It looked the same, but it wasn't. This strength flowing through me was like a dream, it was if I had spent my whole life encased in heavy armour and it was suddenly off. My movements felt so much more fluid and graceful. My senses were giving me more information than I could process, I felt immortal with my new power. Leaping forward into the air I shot forward continuing up the stairs. At the top of the stairs was a wide, twisting corridor with doors on either side, each room filled with a number of people. Cupping my paws together I started to push my power threw my paws. With a crackle of electricity a small ball formed which quickly grew in size. Around me I felt the air tighten as the Ki started to push out into the air. Suddenly moving my arm back quickly over my head I threw the ball at the corridor. For a couple of seconds there was silence before a loud explosion sounded and a huge wave of smoke suddenly engulfed me. Pushing the smoke away with my mind I looked down the corridor. Little was left but broken woods and metal, with fire lapping round it. As I stared unable to sense any life a wild laugh broke out of me. Fighting down feelings of exaltation I tore my eyes from the scene of destruction and forced return to the matter at hand. I had landed on this planet for a reason, not simply to glutton myself on destruction. Stopping on the spot I searched through the information, which had only recently been forced, into my brain. The leader of these police was apparently on the top floor of a building. After more concentration I realised that I was in the wrong building. Anger quickly flooded through me, but with no enemy in sight or smell I blasted a nearby wall, causing sunlight to flood though the dust. As I exited the building I noticed for the first time the dark smoke, which seemed to congregate high up in the sky, around the tops of the buildings. Alarm sirens were blaring out here now as well and I noticed movement over beside a couple of large low rectangular buildings. Turning my head before the temptation grew too great I continued to fly upwards. As I flew the dark cloud thickened and I started to cough. Absentmindedly I also noted how my skin had started to take upon a black colour, the dust sticking to the blood easily. Hunting through the memories of the police officer, I raked each building I wove around looking for some distinguishing feature that would lead me to him. As if by instinct my body suddenly shot sideways as two large beams of light shot past me. There was a soft noise behind me as the air compacted as I shot forward, eyes already staring at the source of the attack. Two large robots sat atop a large balcony sticking out of the top of a building. Barely seconds later I was blinded as mass amounts of yellow light suddenly shot from the top of the building. Changing direction suddenly I aimed downwards at a sharp angle, flying as fast I could. Large explosions peppered me with dust and large pieces of stone, but I was quick enough to avoid being hit by any of the really large pieces. As I flew, only a couple of meters up from the ground, the dust separated forming two large waves, which flowed away from me. The shooting slowed as I neared the bottom of their building. Diving down suddenly I hit the ground with my feet propelling me upwards up the side of the building. I was only a couple of inches away from the side of the building, which was all a dark grey colour. But I was not concentrating on the material of the building; instead my attention was fixed on the distant ledge, up high above me. I was ready this time, and at the first trace of movement up there I suddenly altered my direction. Seconds later I felt the warmth as something shot past me. Ignoring the pains in my neck, I continued to stare above throwing myself sideways everytime I spotted a hint of red. But then suddenly the firing stopped. My ears, which had been filled with the sound of constant explosions, were clear and silence returned to the city. I continued to stare, every more frantically as time wore on and I continued to shoot upwards, unnerved by the total silence. What was going on?
The wind brought a faint chill to her skin but she ignored the growing drop in temperature. It was too early to return back to the confines of the ship. Strange, she thought to herself, how something could look so attractive and cosy as the ship had done from her home planet, could feel so confining. She had assured herself and her parents that there was plenty that she could do on the ship; it was simply bursting with activities. But then after a while, she had started to yearn for fresh air and for real ground. There was something about the processed environment of the ship, which made any task seem tedious to her. But, she still felt that the trip was worth it. Nearly every day she was seeing new races and planets. Some of the ambassadors were unbearably pompous but they could also be found on her home planet, come to leave tributes or to beg military support. It hadn't escaped her, that when looking upon the different defence fleets that they were not really comparable to the Changeling fleets. Of course some of the alien ships were too strange to figure out their power, but from talks with her different bodyguards they too were not equal to the battleships of the Changelings. In the past the Changelings had not been the most advanced race, they were instead a very powerful physical race. But almost a thousand years ago the other major races had started to go through a recession period. Not least the once mighty Sayain race had started to fail. The amazing successes in which they had expanded with a seeming inevitably were seemingly gone. As they fell back a vacuum was left, where a powerful race with little technology had ruled, which the Changelings had stepped into. But the Changelings had learned from the mistakes of the races before them. They had stolen from all the other races till they were one of the most advanced in the galaxy. Getting up from the seat she had been on, she moved forward, through the green water that surrounded the small island she had been on. The water was a couple of feet deep, but it also swung through the air in a strange cycle, spinning in many different patterns and shapes. The water glistened from her purple armour as she moved out again into the open air. Reaching up she removed her cloak and cast it to the ground. While her training had been going well she had been feeling dissatisfied with her power. Through practice and training she could improve her technique and perhaps her power by small amount. She wanted much more power; already she could feel her limits uncomfortably. She needed to transform to get her next surge of power; she needed to ascend upwards like all the great warriors had done before her. Then once she could protect herself, she could have so much more independence. Though she was more powerful than her bodyguards, she was only just. If they outnumbered her she couldn't beat them. As she was uncomfortably aware of her own limits she knew there were others who could beat her. Even way out here in the middle of nowhere. And at the same time as she was noticing the failures of the other races, she also noticed the feelings they had for her. Some were neutral, but she didn't fail to see some of the glances at her. She didn't mind the hatred, well not too much. Nobody liked to be hated. The problem would arise if anyone decided to act on their anger. Looking down at her body she sighed to herself. And then she started to concentrate her power. The air started to spark as her power started to rocket upwards, cracking the ground below her. The clouds parted above her and the single moon shone down on her as she rose up into the air, finally hitting her maximum. The air sparked around her and for a moment she felt invincible. But she wasn't. She needed to change, so she could be as successful as the Changelings before her, to show everyone she was not just another Changeling bent on democracy, She was a warrior!
Please leave your comments and reviews.What do you think of it so far? I did a bit more with the Changeling today, what do you think of her compared to Suiceene?