(Magnum) I unleashed the blast: but even though I knew it would be
powerful, I didn't know what to expect.
"SKREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"
The whistling that had been only annoying moments before had become a shrieking, brain splitting sound. The blast radiated from my very mind, and for a moment, the very air rippled with it and my vision was distorted.
Underlying the scream of the blast, a deep rumbling had filled the room. I tried close my eyes, when I realized what was about to happen: But I still saw enough to be sickened by my power.
The soldier in front of me didn't get to finish his cry of pain. His head exploded, like an overfilled balloon stuffed with meat. The robed man next to me screamed as his eyes bulged out in pain, red and filled with blood. His head split crookedly down the middle. I looked back to the man in front of me. He stood headless and soaked in blood. His hands twitched and he fell to the ground.
I shut my eyes as tightly as possible, and tried to ignore the cries of the dying. I finally thought to bring out the berserker, and I continued to carry the tune to the unbearably loud frequency with my dulled senses.
Meta Knight had braced himself, and was unaffected. He added his own slight tune to the screaming horror of the Psychic Blast, though it was quieter and less noticeable. Never the less, it sped up the process. In minutes, every soldier was dead . . .. Their heads each torn apart
(Out side of the building, Cinsta, followed by Loki [who hadn't been there when Mandela exploded] shook his head, and groaned. Because they hadn't been close enough, they hadn't received the full force of the psychic Blast. Cinsta got up, and brushed the dirt off of his legs. He had been able to stand it, as his skull was almost fully developed. The developed skull protected his mind from the bit of the blast that might have proven fatal to him. But Loki, still a puppy, had been totally exposed. And because his animal mind [even though it was somewhat intelligent] was still weak compared to that of an adult hybrid, he'd been hit much worse. He whimpered weakly, and kicked his back legs. It was his last movement)
(Magnum) I opened my eyes again. The room seemed to be painted red. I turned around to see that Meta Knight was looking at me, his eyes filled with awe and pride. "Magnum, come here." He told me. I stepped closer.
"I'm afraid that you won't be seeing me again after today, and so I'm going to give you this back." Meta Knight handed me the Warpstar. He stared at it strangely, and I got a snip of what he was thinking.
("-it changed back to its normal color?") I took it in my hand. It was glowing and pulsing madly. It felt absolutely alive.
"What do you mean?" I asked him. He smiled sadly. "You know what I mean." I had a sudden vision of Kirby's death. "NO!" I shouted. He smiled wider, but his eyes were still and cold. "You have to move on Magnum. YOU were chosen to stop NME. You're the one for the job now. I'm not even supposed to be alive! My life was meant to end long ago. Even as I stand here, I disrupt the balance of life and death in the universe. But you are still young, with many years to go, and you have to live."
I grabbed his arm. "I won't let you die! I've lost too many!" Meta Knight scowled. "Magnum!" His sharp tone caused me to look away, dropping my grip on his arm. "Are you selfish enough to risk the entire Universe, over ME?" He scolded angrily. "You have to fight, and forget me! Leave me to my own work. I have enough to do here as it is!" I understood now, though I didn't want to.
I started to walk away, but stopped. "What am I supposed to do with this?" I asked, and held up the warpstar. Meta Knight nodded to me to continue on.
"You'll figure it out when you need to. Now GO!" I broke into a run, with tears filling my eyes, as Meta Knight turned to a large control panel. That tear blurred vision was the last time I ever saw my teacher. it would be the last time anyone saw him alive.
I found myself wandering about heatedly in the strange building. It felt as though I'd been here for a while, but ZAPP had been in complete control the entire time. I had no idea where I was going. Luckily though, I found where I was headed. Subconsciously, I'd hid the warpstar again. I entered the room. On a giant steel throne, sat NME. He smiled down on me through a black halo of dark light. The smile sent shivers through me.
"I expect that you took care of the intruder?" He asked, throwing back his horns. I thought back to my doomed teacher. "Yes." I replied steadfast. "I finished him easily."
He looked at me oddly. "I heard a strange, whistling noise earlier. Was that you?" I thought of what to say. "Yes, sire. I was experimenting with an attack using this body."
"Very good." He said. He gestured to a chair at his right hand side. "Come, sit. I want you to watch this." I tried not to shake with anger (and fear) as I walked towards the seat. I sat down, fingering the oddly shaped sword at my side. Where had it come from? I supposed NME had given it to ZAPP at some point. NME lifted a hand and pointed to the wall across from us. A giant screen appeared, and revealed a giant Machine in space. It looked like a giant metal ball.
(Death star, or what? I'll stop ruining the scene now . . .)
"That is the Black Hole device." He chuckled to me. "On the inside, is a compressed, dying star. My scientists have been controlling the rate at which it's been depleting its thermonuclear fuel, but I'm about to activate it."
I stared up at him. "What will happen when all of its fuel is gone?" I asked. He looked at me strangely. "I thought you'd know . . . but anyway, the star's core will collapse, creating a black hole: a point in space with such a powerful gravitational pull, that not even light can escape. It is the ultimate darkness."
I sucked in my breath. Popstar would be destroyed! NME shifted on his throne. "Here," he said laughingly, and pulled out a remote. "This is the activation device. It will drain the star, and cause it to collapse. I've always wanted to destroy this planet ever since Kirby showed up, but to see a former student of one of my most 'annoying' enemies do it would be ever so . . . pleasurable."
He handed me the remote control. I stared at the key to an entire planet's death. It lay cold in my hands. I knew what I had to do.
(Back in the storage room . . ..) I had found the main controls. Every single support tube in here was hooked up to this one panel. I found the main temperature setting, and decided cold would be easiest to kill these beasts in their vulnerable state. I put my hand on the button.
"AAHHH!" I cried out. My hands went to my head, as one of my first memories came back into my head. I was opening my eyes inside of a support tube, and seeing my creators.
I shook my head. "I changed!" I told myself. But the nagging feeling that had been inside of me for centuries came back. I was once a monster. Would I not be killing my brethren? I put my hands back on the controls, and noticed something I'd not seen before. "Self destruct" It said. I opened the digital file.
Not only was easy enough to activate, but it would leave no chance for survival. Everything near by would be killed . . . every thing in this room, that is. The only other thing that would be destroyed would be the main control room. That meant disabling the "Black Hole" project permanently.
I placed my hand on the controls as I began to recite the star warrior's pledge, and began the destruction sequence. I would have to stay to make sure no one deactivated it.
"The hopes and dreams of the weak are to be protected by the strong. I pledge my loyalty to my fellow Star Warriors . . ." The machine counted down. 20 . . . 19 . . .
NME waited. I held up the remote. "The big red one?" I asked, pointing to a button. He nodded eagerly. "What are you waiting for ZAPP? Push it!" I lowered the remote, but only a little. I had to make sure that I didn't hit that one button.
I threw down the remote, and it smashed surprisingly easy. "YOU FOOL!" Bellowed NME. "WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?" I looked up into his angry, burning eyes, and the faces of my lost friends and family flashed in front of me. Kirby as he breathed his last . . . Mother screaming my name as she was killed . . . all of my friends worked to death as slaves . . . Dad chained to a tree as a scientist approached with a micro chip . . . and for some strange reason, I knew that in moments, the long list would include Meta Knight. All because of this one evil.
I drew out the warpstar, and placed it on the floor: completely guided by instinct. It stretched out to suit my size and weight, and I stepped aboard. Never had I felt such power. This was much better than the fury and my speed combined. The warpstar, steered by my every thought, lifted off the floor. NME's eyes filled with what was obviously an unfamiliar emotion to him: Fear. And I loved the look of it.
NME shouted out to no one. "Activate the Black Hole project!" a voice over the loud speakers quickly replied. "Some one's activated the destruction sequence! We can't stop it, even from here! He's blocked us out! WE'RE GONNA DIE!" I could hear people screaming in the background, both prayers and curses. NME roared out in anger.
"You! You did this!" He cried. I, now much higher than even his lofty head, stared down malevolently. It was time.
(Meta Knight) I finished the pledge, just as the count down finished. ". . . Forever I will fight, forever for the freedom and safety of my friends, and those who need me. So has been our rule." ". .1." Said the mechanical voice. "Count down is complete." And then, the finishing touch that seemed totally needless, "Have a nice day."
I sighed, and didn't even bother to move as the white-hot blast erupted from the middle of the room. My last thought before being hit by the explosion was "Godspeed, Magnum Good luck."
(Magnum) An explosion rocked the building. NME turned for a moment towards the sound, distracted and distraught. It was then that I attacked. "This is for the lives you've cost, you bastard!" I shouted, and soared to meet him. My sword came slicing down, pumped full of energy.
(The end. Don't like it? Too bad. If you want to find out what happens, read the upcoming sequel, "The Later Ages: The Second Coming." Godspeed indeed.
Also: Thank you, National Geographic, for the info on black holes. The star warrior's pledge was taken from my other story: "the Meta Journey Saga." This is under the name "KirbsterMK." Thank you Kirbster, for helping me with my first story on this site.)
"SKREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"
The whistling that had been only annoying moments before had become a shrieking, brain splitting sound. The blast radiated from my very mind, and for a moment, the very air rippled with it and my vision was distorted.
Underlying the scream of the blast, a deep rumbling had filled the room. I tried close my eyes, when I realized what was about to happen: But I still saw enough to be sickened by my power.
The soldier in front of me didn't get to finish his cry of pain. His head exploded, like an overfilled balloon stuffed with meat. The robed man next to me screamed as his eyes bulged out in pain, red and filled with blood. His head split crookedly down the middle. I looked back to the man in front of me. He stood headless and soaked in blood. His hands twitched and he fell to the ground.
I shut my eyes as tightly as possible, and tried to ignore the cries of the dying. I finally thought to bring out the berserker, and I continued to carry the tune to the unbearably loud frequency with my dulled senses.
Meta Knight had braced himself, and was unaffected. He added his own slight tune to the screaming horror of the Psychic Blast, though it was quieter and less noticeable. Never the less, it sped up the process. In minutes, every soldier was dead . . .. Their heads each torn apart
(Out side of the building, Cinsta, followed by Loki [who hadn't been there when Mandela exploded] shook his head, and groaned. Because they hadn't been close enough, they hadn't received the full force of the psychic Blast. Cinsta got up, and brushed the dirt off of his legs. He had been able to stand it, as his skull was almost fully developed. The developed skull protected his mind from the bit of the blast that might have proven fatal to him. But Loki, still a puppy, had been totally exposed. And because his animal mind [even though it was somewhat intelligent] was still weak compared to that of an adult hybrid, he'd been hit much worse. He whimpered weakly, and kicked his back legs. It was his last movement)
(Magnum) I opened my eyes again. The room seemed to be painted red. I turned around to see that Meta Knight was looking at me, his eyes filled with awe and pride. "Magnum, come here." He told me. I stepped closer.
"I'm afraid that you won't be seeing me again after today, and so I'm going to give you this back." Meta Knight handed me the Warpstar. He stared at it strangely, and I got a snip of what he was thinking.
("-it changed back to its normal color?") I took it in my hand. It was glowing and pulsing madly. It felt absolutely alive.
"What do you mean?" I asked him. He smiled sadly. "You know what I mean." I had a sudden vision of Kirby's death. "NO!" I shouted. He smiled wider, but his eyes were still and cold. "You have to move on Magnum. YOU were chosen to stop NME. You're the one for the job now. I'm not even supposed to be alive! My life was meant to end long ago. Even as I stand here, I disrupt the balance of life and death in the universe. But you are still young, with many years to go, and you have to live."
I grabbed his arm. "I won't let you die! I've lost too many!" Meta Knight scowled. "Magnum!" His sharp tone caused me to look away, dropping my grip on his arm. "Are you selfish enough to risk the entire Universe, over ME?" He scolded angrily. "You have to fight, and forget me! Leave me to my own work. I have enough to do here as it is!" I understood now, though I didn't want to.
I started to walk away, but stopped. "What am I supposed to do with this?" I asked, and held up the warpstar. Meta Knight nodded to me to continue on.
"You'll figure it out when you need to. Now GO!" I broke into a run, with tears filling my eyes, as Meta Knight turned to a large control panel. That tear blurred vision was the last time I ever saw my teacher. it would be the last time anyone saw him alive.
I found myself wandering about heatedly in the strange building. It felt as though I'd been here for a while, but ZAPP had been in complete control the entire time. I had no idea where I was going. Luckily though, I found where I was headed. Subconsciously, I'd hid the warpstar again. I entered the room. On a giant steel throne, sat NME. He smiled down on me through a black halo of dark light. The smile sent shivers through me.
"I expect that you took care of the intruder?" He asked, throwing back his horns. I thought back to my doomed teacher. "Yes." I replied steadfast. "I finished him easily."
He looked at me oddly. "I heard a strange, whistling noise earlier. Was that you?" I thought of what to say. "Yes, sire. I was experimenting with an attack using this body."
"Very good." He said. He gestured to a chair at his right hand side. "Come, sit. I want you to watch this." I tried not to shake with anger (and fear) as I walked towards the seat. I sat down, fingering the oddly shaped sword at my side. Where had it come from? I supposed NME had given it to ZAPP at some point. NME lifted a hand and pointed to the wall across from us. A giant screen appeared, and revealed a giant Machine in space. It looked like a giant metal ball.
(Death star, or what? I'll stop ruining the scene now . . .)
"That is the Black Hole device." He chuckled to me. "On the inside, is a compressed, dying star. My scientists have been controlling the rate at which it's been depleting its thermonuclear fuel, but I'm about to activate it."
I stared up at him. "What will happen when all of its fuel is gone?" I asked. He looked at me strangely. "I thought you'd know . . . but anyway, the star's core will collapse, creating a black hole: a point in space with such a powerful gravitational pull, that not even light can escape. It is the ultimate darkness."
I sucked in my breath. Popstar would be destroyed! NME shifted on his throne. "Here," he said laughingly, and pulled out a remote. "This is the activation device. It will drain the star, and cause it to collapse. I've always wanted to destroy this planet ever since Kirby showed up, but to see a former student of one of my most 'annoying' enemies do it would be ever so . . . pleasurable."
He handed me the remote control. I stared at the key to an entire planet's death. It lay cold in my hands. I knew what I had to do.
(Back in the storage room . . ..) I had found the main controls. Every single support tube in here was hooked up to this one panel. I found the main temperature setting, and decided cold would be easiest to kill these beasts in their vulnerable state. I put my hand on the button.
"AAHHH!" I cried out. My hands went to my head, as one of my first memories came back into my head. I was opening my eyes inside of a support tube, and seeing my creators.
I shook my head. "I changed!" I told myself. But the nagging feeling that had been inside of me for centuries came back. I was once a monster. Would I not be killing my brethren? I put my hands back on the controls, and noticed something I'd not seen before. "Self destruct" It said. I opened the digital file.
Not only was easy enough to activate, but it would leave no chance for survival. Everything near by would be killed . . . every thing in this room, that is. The only other thing that would be destroyed would be the main control room. That meant disabling the "Black Hole" project permanently.
I placed my hand on the controls as I began to recite the star warrior's pledge, and began the destruction sequence. I would have to stay to make sure no one deactivated it.
"The hopes and dreams of the weak are to be protected by the strong. I pledge my loyalty to my fellow Star Warriors . . ." The machine counted down. 20 . . . 19 . . .
NME waited. I held up the remote. "The big red one?" I asked, pointing to a button. He nodded eagerly. "What are you waiting for ZAPP? Push it!" I lowered the remote, but only a little. I had to make sure that I didn't hit that one button.
I threw down the remote, and it smashed surprisingly easy. "YOU FOOL!" Bellowed NME. "WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?" I looked up into his angry, burning eyes, and the faces of my lost friends and family flashed in front of me. Kirby as he breathed his last . . . Mother screaming my name as she was killed . . . all of my friends worked to death as slaves . . . Dad chained to a tree as a scientist approached with a micro chip . . . and for some strange reason, I knew that in moments, the long list would include Meta Knight. All because of this one evil.
I drew out the warpstar, and placed it on the floor: completely guided by instinct. It stretched out to suit my size and weight, and I stepped aboard. Never had I felt such power. This was much better than the fury and my speed combined. The warpstar, steered by my every thought, lifted off the floor. NME's eyes filled with what was obviously an unfamiliar emotion to him: Fear. And I loved the look of it.
NME shouted out to no one. "Activate the Black Hole project!" a voice over the loud speakers quickly replied. "Some one's activated the destruction sequence! We can't stop it, even from here! He's blocked us out! WE'RE GONNA DIE!" I could hear people screaming in the background, both prayers and curses. NME roared out in anger.
"You! You did this!" He cried. I, now much higher than even his lofty head, stared down malevolently. It was time.
(Meta Knight) I finished the pledge, just as the count down finished. ". . . Forever I will fight, forever for the freedom and safety of my friends, and those who need me. So has been our rule." ". .1." Said the mechanical voice. "Count down is complete." And then, the finishing touch that seemed totally needless, "Have a nice day."
I sighed, and didn't even bother to move as the white-hot blast erupted from the middle of the room. My last thought before being hit by the explosion was "Godspeed, Magnum Good luck."
(Magnum) An explosion rocked the building. NME turned for a moment towards the sound, distracted and distraught. It was then that I attacked. "This is for the lives you've cost, you bastard!" I shouted, and soared to meet him. My sword came slicing down, pumped full of energy.
(The end. Don't like it? Too bad. If you want to find out what happens, read the upcoming sequel, "The Later Ages: The Second Coming." Godspeed indeed.
Also: Thank you, National Geographic, for the info on black holes. The star warrior's pledge was taken from my other story: "the Meta Journey Saga." This is under the name "KirbsterMK." Thank you Kirbster, for helping me with my first story on this site.)