Ladies and gentlemen. You have just completed PART 1 of the UNREAL TOURNAMENT. Here begins part two of my novelisation. This here's a prologue of PART 2.
PROLOGUE TO UNREAL TOURNAMENT PART 2
All attention was given to the core. "D-Did it just speak?" stammered Lee.
Outside, screeching inhuman sound of the Quagrim began to get louder, while the sounds of machine gun shots were getting less. The Quagrim were breaking through the Liandri defense. Aaron looked at Edmund. "You'd better hurry kid. Everyone! Defensive perimeter behind the door."
Edmund looked at the core. "What do I do, Aaron?"
As if in answer, the core began to glow cold and electric, and somehow, alive. The computer monitors reflected the light in dazzling rainbows, that made the Truth Sayers stop in their tracks. Edmund stood with his mouth open, dazzled and transfixed the raw display of power. The core's glow dimmed, then just as suddenly, it flared red, and fingers of lighting arced out from it.
Computers exploded in a shower of sparks, filling the whole chamber with it. A shadow at the door momentarily attracted Edmund's attention. It was a Quagrim. Steven raised his rifle. An arc of lighting from the core struck him from behind. Steven gaped open mouthed, then...disappeared.
Edmund whirled and raised his weapon and let his crosshairs fall on the core. "Let him-"
The core dimmed, then flared again, blinding Edmund temporarily. More fingers of light struck each of the Truth Sayers. Edmund watched helplessly as Rita and Lee disappeared from his sight. A bolt crashed into Aaron. He looked sadly at Edmund.
"Nice knowing you kid..."
"No!"
Aaron disappeared. The pulsing of the core flared brightly. Then the lightings converged on Edmund. The rifle fell from his grasp. His muscles went limp, and he felt himself drifting off into sleep amidst the chaos. A moment later, Edmund was erased from reality.
The Quagrim looked at the core with hatred. "Curse you..."
A huge bolt of lighting crashed into the Quagrim. But he did not disappear. He exploded.
