Disclaimer: One last time, for nostalgic purposes: I don't own Star Trek or the characters involved, nor do I own Emp. Empress Leia owns Emp. I own me, The Black Author, Boomy, the Flamers, and I'm sure there's something else.
A/N: I have nothing really to say here... But let's just say you'll all be very anrgy with me by the end of this chapter... And sorry for the shortness.
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Chapter 19
Emp and I charged The Black Author. I stabbed the sword at TUBA, while Emp slashed in a criss-cross patern with her icicles. TUBA blocked the icicles with his sword, and then twisted his body in a way I didn't believe possible to avoid the sword. He slammed a fist onto my sword-arm, making me drop the blade. He tried to throw another punch into my face, but I caught his hand and jumped backwards, pulling him forward with me. Emp's icicles slid off of his blade, one making a small scratch on his shoulder.
TUBA swore at us, and delivered a solid roundhouse kick to the side of my head. I flipped over and landed face-first in the dirt. He tried to land another hit on me, but Emp picked him up with a strong gust of wind and slammed him on the ground. I rolled away from him as he flipped up to his feet, and stood up. Behind him I saw my sword, and next to him Emp stood, gripping one icicle with both of her hands.
In a blurr of motion, I rolled between TUBAs legs, and stood up behind him as he twirled around. I launched a quick three-punch into his face, then ducked the return swing of his sword. As it passed overhead, I stood back up and grabbed his wrist with both of my hands, and twisted. There was a satisfying crunch, and he dropped his blade. Of course, he almost immediatly healed the wound, but now we were evenly armed. He tried another roundhouse kick, but I ducked again, and then landed a heavy left hook in his face. He staggered back a few steps, and I smashed a spin-kick into his stomach, making him double over my leg. Emp leaped up behind him and slammed her remaining icicle into his back.
The Black Author hissed in pain, and stood up quickly. He smashed Emp in her face, breaking a vein in her nose. She collided with a tree, and struggled to her feet, streaming blood from her nose and murder flaring in her eyes. Ice crystals formed randomly around her, and strong gusts of wind blew through the air. I snatched up my blade, a whirled to face TUBA. TUBA smirked at me, and bent over slowly, deliberately, to pick up his sword. I lept at him, trying to stab my sword down into his head. If I got him here, it would end it all - The Black Author could heal a wound to any muscle, any organ, except for the brain. It would instantly kill him.
But the Bane swung his blade up at me, and in that split second everything was crystal clear - my error became obvious. TUBA had tried to lure me into an attack, and he had succeeded. I tried to veer away from the blade, but it was too late. The sword swung through my arm, and a fierce fire burned throughout my entire body as the wound was instantly cauterized. The sword of darkness blasted me away, and I smashed my head into a tree. I instantly fell unconscious, and I now know what happened next only through what Emp has said to me.
Emp pointed her arms at TUBA and unleashed a flurry of icicles flying at him. He twirled his sword in a rapid circle that deflected most of the icicles, but then one slipped through his defense, slamming into his thigh. It evaporated, but it left him open to another icicle, which in turn opened him to two more. He was soon a pincushion of icicles, though the wounds healed immediatly, directly after the icicles evaporated.
The icicles kept coming, and more continued getting through his defense. Thinking fast, the Bane threw his blade at Emp, and then immediatly charged up another ball of pure black energy. The icicles slammed into the energy ball and dissipated, unable to penetrate the defense. Seeing this, Emp called on a gust of wind to pick her up, and blow her over to the other side of the Bane. She then formed two icicles in her hands, and charged TUBA. He spun rapidly, and threw his energy ball at her, but she was prepared. She slashed the icicles through the energy, and it shredded into trails, passing her without incident. The icicles dissipated, but she formed new ones, and attacked.
This the Bane had not planned for. He was unarmed, and if he tried to run for his blade she would be able to attack him in one of his vital areas, which would take a lot of energy to heal, or perhaps kill him. Emp slashed at him with both of her weapons from above, and he caught her wrists. Before he could squeeze, however, Emp flipped around, both breaking his grip and smashing her feet into his neck. She landed on the ground at the same time he did, but he was many feet away. Emp stood up, both icicles in hand, and slammed both of the icicles through TUBAs shoulders and into the ground, making them cold enough so that they didn't melt, pinning him there.
"I'll kill you for what you have done, Bane." Emp whispered fiercly at him.
Somehow, the Black Author managed a grim smirk. "I'd like to see you kill from beyond the grave." And then, in an amazing display of strength and will power, TUBA stood up, tearing and healing his shoulders in the process. It took a lot of his energy, but he was up. Emp stood amazed, and was smashed horribly by the torrents of dark energy the Bane shot at her. She flew through the woods, smashing through trees and animals alike.
The Bane picked up his sword of dark energy and started to move towards me, but was suddenly thrown backwards by a large explosion. He stood up, and shook his head to clear it.
"What's the matter, Bane? Can't stand to a little boom-boom?" A voice said as I regained consciousness. I frowned. The voice came from a man I didn't recognize, but the voice was very familiar. It boomed throughout the clearing, echoing.
"No way!" I said. "Boomy?!"
"The one and only." The man replied. As I looked more closely at him, I noticed something about him: He was made entirely out of light.
"But... you're just a disembodied voice. Aren't you?" My frown deepened.
"Correction: I was just a disembodied voice. My body has been freed from its prison." Boomy replied. There was something about his body that seemed familiar to me...
"NO!" TUBA shouted at Boomy. "NO! I locked you away! You were powerless! You couldn't escape!!"
"What...?" I asked. I looked at Boomy again. "What are you?"
"I am the Guardian designated for Protection of the Holy Grail." He paused. "My powers are linked to the Holy Grail, and when the Bane gained possession of it, he locked my body away."
I rocked back on my heels, and then noticed Emp limping back into the clearing in front of the lair from the devastion that was her path through the forest. I then turned and saw Kirk and his group coming out of the fortress, Spock right next to him.
The Black Author's eyes were bloodshot, and he screamed in a the way an animal might. "YOU!" He shouted, looking at Spock. His fingers hooked into talons. "YOU saw me hide it, and showed them where the Grail was! I'll KILL you!" The Starfleeters all lifted their phasers and pointed them at The Bane, but the Phasers all disappeared. The Black Author waved his hand and everyone except for Boomy and Spock was thrown into the fortress wall.
Spock began backing away, seeing the illogic in trying to face him. Boomy began to move to stop him.
TUBA reached Spock and smashed him in the face. Spock continued backed away, blood spewing from his face. Then the blade of dark energy formed in The Bane's hand, and, before Spock could move, plunged it into Spock's neck. Spock let out a small gasp of air, and died.
Everyone froze. Boomy's eyes widened.
And then something incredible happened. Kirk screamed primordially, and launched himself onto The Bane. He beat the plague that was The Black Author down to the ground with his fists and feet, beating him severely, within an inch of his life. But then The Bane fought back and smashed Kirk away, but Kirk came back, determined to get the blood of Writers Block for killing his best friend.
But now the Bane wasn't surprised by to ferocity of the attack, and blocked the blows. He picked Kirk up and threw him away, snarling. But he knew that he could not beat all of us now, not after the battle with Emp and I. With one last snarl, The Bane opened a portal and left Star Trekking for the Holy Grail forever.
Kirk was glowing with a strange light, and Boomy, Emp, and I looked at him. I recognized the light from the visions I had been recieving. Emp believed in them, and Boomy... well, Boomy was anybodies guess.
But Boomy was the one who said it first.
"Kirk... you're... a MUSE!"
A/N: I have nothing really to say here... But let's just say you'll all be very anrgy with me by the end of this chapter... And sorry for the shortness.
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Chapter 19
Emp and I charged The Black Author. I stabbed the sword at TUBA, while Emp slashed in a criss-cross patern with her icicles. TUBA blocked the icicles with his sword, and then twisted his body in a way I didn't believe possible to avoid the sword. He slammed a fist onto my sword-arm, making me drop the blade. He tried to throw another punch into my face, but I caught his hand and jumped backwards, pulling him forward with me. Emp's icicles slid off of his blade, one making a small scratch on his shoulder.
TUBA swore at us, and delivered a solid roundhouse kick to the side of my head. I flipped over and landed face-first in the dirt. He tried to land another hit on me, but Emp picked him up with a strong gust of wind and slammed him on the ground. I rolled away from him as he flipped up to his feet, and stood up. Behind him I saw my sword, and next to him Emp stood, gripping one icicle with both of her hands.
In a blurr of motion, I rolled between TUBAs legs, and stood up behind him as he twirled around. I launched a quick three-punch into his face, then ducked the return swing of his sword. As it passed overhead, I stood back up and grabbed his wrist with both of my hands, and twisted. There was a satisfying crunch, and he dropped his blade. Of course, he almost immediatly healed the wound, but now we were evenly armed. He tried another roundhouse kick, but I ducked again, and then landed a heavy left hook in his face. He staggered back a few steps, and I smashed a spin-kick into his stomach, making him double over my leg. Emp leaped up behind him and slammed her remaining icicle into his back.
The Black Author hissed in pain, and stood up quickly. He smashed Emp in her face, breaking a vein in her nose. She collided with a tree, and struggled to her feet, streaming blood from her nose and murder flaring in her eyes. Ice crystals formed randomly around her, and strong gusts of wind blew through the air. I snatched up my blade, a whirled to face TUBA. TUBA smirked at me, and bent over slowly, deliberately, to pick up his sword. I lept at him, trying to stab my sword down into his head. If I got him here, it would end it all - The Black Author could heal a wound to any muscle, any organ, except for the brain. It would instantly kill him.
But the Bane swung his blade up at me, and in that split second everything was crystal clear - my error became obvious. TUBA had tried to lure me into an attack, and he had succeeded. I tried to veer away from the blade, but it was too late. The sword swung through my arm, and a fierce fire burned throughout my entire body as the wound was instantly cauterized. The sword of darkness blasted me away, and I smashed my head into a tree. I instantly fell unconscious, and I now know what happened next only through what Emp has said to me.
Emp pointed her arms at TUBA and unleashed a flurry of icicles flying at him. He twirled his sword in a rapid circle that deflected most of the icicles, but then one slipped through his defense, slamming into his thigh. It evaporated, but it left him open to another icicle, which in turn opened him to two more. He was soon a pincushion of icicles, though the wounds healed immediatly, directly after the icicles evaporated.
The icicles kept coming, and more continued getting through his defense. Thinking fast, the Bane threw his blade at Emp, and then immediatly charged up another ball of pure black energy. The icicles slammed into the energy ball and dissipated, unable to penetrate the defense. Seeing this, Emp called on a gust of wind to pick her up, and blow her over to the other side of the Bane. She then formed two icicles in her hands, and charged TUBA. He spun rapidly, and threw his energy ball at her, but she was prepared. She slashed the icicles through the energy, and it shredded into trails, passing her without incident. The icicles dissipated, but she formed new ones, and attacked.
This the Bane had not planned for. He was unarmed, and if he tried to run for his blade she would be able to attack him in one of his vital areas, which would take a lot of energy to heal, or perhaps kill him. Emp slashed at him with both of her weapons from above, and he caught her wrists. Before he could squeeze, however, Emp flipped around, both breaking his grip and smashing her feet into his neck. She landed on the ground at the same time he did, but he was many feet away. Emp stood up, both icicles in hand, and slammed both of the icicles through TUBAs shoulders and into the ground, making them cold enough so that they didn't melt, pinning him there.
"I'll kill you for what you have done, Bane." Emp whispered fiercly at him.
Somehow, the Black Author managed a grim smirk. "I'd like to see you kill from beyond the grave." And then, in an amazing display of strength and will power, TUBA stood up, tearing and healing his shoulders in the process. It took a lot of his energy, but he was up. Emp stood amazed, and was smashed horribly by the torrents of dark energy the Bane shot at her. She flew through the woods, smashing through trees and animals alike.
The Bane picked up his sword of dark energy and started to move towards me, but was suddenly thrown backwards by a large explosion. He stood up, and shook his head to clear it.
"What's the matter, Bane? Can't stand to a little boom-boom?" A voice said as I regained consciousness. I frowned. The voice came from a man I didn't recognize, but the voice was very familiar. It boomed throughout the clearing, echoing.
"No way!" I said. "Boomy?!"
"The one and only." The man replied. As I looked more closely at him, I noticed something about him: He was made entirely out of light.
"But... you're just a disembodied voice. Aren't you?" My frown deepened.
"Correction: I was just a disembodied voice. My body has been freed from its prison." Boomy replied. There was something about his body that seemed familiar to me...
"NO!" TUBA shouted at Boomy. "NO! I locked you away! You were powerless! You couldn't escape!!"
"What...?" I asked. I looked at Boomy again. "What are you?"
"I am the Guardian designated for Protection of the Holy Grail." He paused. "My powers are linked to the Holy Grail, and when the Bane gained possession of it, he locked my body away."
I rocked back on my heels, and then noticed Emp limping back into the clearing in front of the lair from the devastion that was her path through the forest. I then turned and saw Kirk and his group coming out of the fortress, Spock right next to him.
The Black Author's eyes were bloodshot, and he screamed in a the way an animal might. "YOU!" He shouted, looking at Spock. His fingers hooked into talons. "YOU saw me hide it, and showed them where the Grail was! I'll KILL you!" The Starfleeters all lifted their phasers and pointed them at The Bane, but the Phasers all disappeared. The Black Author waved his hand and everyone except for Boomy and Spock was thrown into the fortress wall.
Spock began backing away, seeing the illogic in trying to face him. Boomy began to move to stop him.
TUBA reached Spock and smashed him in the face. Spock continued backed away, blood spewing from his face. Then the blade of dark energy formed in The Bane's hand, and, before Spock could move, plunged it into Spock's neck. Spock let out a small gasp of air, and died.
Everyone froze. Boomy's eyes widened.
And then something incredible happened. Kirk screamed primordially, and launched himself onto The Bane. He beat the plague that was The Black Author down to the ground with his fists and feet, beating him severely, within an inch of his life. But then The Bane fought back and smashed Kirk away, but Kirk came back, determined to get the blood of Writers Block for killing his best friend.
But now the Bane wasn't surprised by to ferocity of the attack, and blocked the blows. He picked Kirk up and threw him away, snarling. But he knew that he could not beat all of us now, not after the battle with Emp and I. With one last snarl, The Bane opened a portal and left Star Trekking for the Holy Grail forever.
Kirk was glowing with a strange light, and Boomy, Emp, and I looked at him. I recognized the light from the visions I had been recieving. Emp believed in them, and Boomy... well, Boomy was anybodies guess.
But Boomy was the one who said it first.
"Kirk... you're... a MUSE!"