The inside of Resistance HQ was strikingly similar to the Hunter's Guild, neolithic holograms flashed ethereally in front of you before whisping away to serve another master... like a hooker... The walls were enamel white and there was an entire wall, to the right, that was glass and it gave you the stunning panorama of Ragol. The standard subject-of-many-a-doujin Clerk was doing her job - Getting Implants - and there were several hunters in a separate room training themselves for the battle ahead.
Sye walked up to the clerk, "Hey there, We'd like to join up."
"Oh, all of you?"
"Yah," Sye fiddled with his fingertip-less gloves, "Forget them, hows about you and I get some food, or spend a cold night down on Gal Da Val?"
Nyreal threw a newspaper at Sye's head and Light said, "Damn, what the hell did She see in this guy?"
The clerk nicely replied: "Oh, no thanks."
"Coffee, tea, me, a cheap feel? Come on!" After Sye recieved a Wok to the brain, Nyreal dragged him by hs hair to the ubercast's office.
"C'mon Romeo"
"Hello, let's bone the formalities and get busy." Teh Uber Cast got up and greeted the septuplet warmly. "I'm Labyrinth, as you know. What can you do to help our fight against Zionus?"
"There's one thing I'd like to know first," Nyreal was awfully relaxed and carefree, "Why in the heck did you decide to do all this?"
"Well," Lab looked at his newly repaired hand, "He needs to be stopped, I have powerful aquantances, and i'm a good public speaker. What more do you need to know?" Lab finished convincingly.
Sye stepped up, "I have... a connection to him."
LabTea waved his hand in a circle, "Elaborate."
iWell, I don't know what led up to all this, nor what my role in this farse was to be. I don't know if we had an alternate destiny together, or if love was founded and built in death.
It all began about 14 years ago, when we were preparing to escape our evanescent paradise. I was 18 then. Coral was dying, of course, and I was assigned to be one of the Hunters to go with the Pioneer on it's doomed mission. While working there, I met a woman. As cliches go, she and I were given the task of recruiting hunters for the "pacification" of a wild planet. But of course, I didn't have to work at all, and neither did she. For that woman was the daughter of one of Coral's leading bigwigs, Senator Tyrell to be exact. So, Rico and myself had several weeks of untold freedom. She wasn't exactly a slacker, but if she could get out of work it's not like she'd skip that chance. But anyway, friendship turned into courtship and I guess... I guess you could say that love came after that. Everything in our lives went perfectly (Especially on Pioneer, you've gotta love a freezing ship and close quarters.) until... until IT came.
We were gods, make it simple. We were educated superior beings among primitive beasts. These beasts were peaceful, and they accepted our kind of peace nicely. We tamed, we created, we killed, we destroyed. We had it all set up in record time, and it wasn't long before the true human race came to our little Ragol to turn it from heaven to hell. But, noone could have fathomed the evil lying under our very feet, the death of thousands and the suffering of many more. The waters of time cascaded in a viridian deluge, and they had arrived.
But, something went horribly wrong. I could feel IT's presence drawing nearer and nearer with it's sickening inundation of the void. So did she. We ran to save our brothers and sisters, but I... I wasn't strong enough to keep us both alive. We drained our very life force fighting him off, but that thing still mercilessly slaughtered everything that was ever held dear by any of us! Our life, our love, all things that redeem our life and give hope to the expanse of the universe were destroyed and only darkness remained. I managed to protect the woman I loved and still love now, Rico, the last vestiges of my power and I fell off this mortal coil into the relentless grip of death. It's a strange sense of serenity, but my mission wasn't done. Some celestial being must have taken pity on me, I felt a beautiful golden stream carry me from the blackness and back into the blue and green of sweet life. My body was taken back by six years, however, but I was just as strong as before and I had to be there with her again. But who could have guessed that I was to be driven by a wholly different emotion to sacrifice myself yet again. Friendship.
Floating, warping clocks timed away the future with evanescent hopes and an eternal love. I found solace in the passing words of a wise one.
Some weeks later, I was in the paradise known to the more technical as "Forest 1" when I noticed the darkness disappearing, but it was still faintly there. I could feel it, still, in my heart, in my soul. Death lived inside of me, I was unknowingly that which I lived to kill. I still am, actually.
But that's besides the point. During one of my treks, I noticed an egregiously mismatched team facing some newer incarnations of the regular animals./i
Nyreal scratched his head, "Yah... a Gulgus-Gue was about to jump me when a Megid ball flew over my head. I say it was a subconscious spell that I cast. Sye says he casted it. What a load of mother..."
iAHEM, leave me to my POV dammit! I casted the friggin spell, asshat./i
"Bite me Sye!" Nyr yelled, "Ow! That hurt!"
iRemember what I told about using Peach flavored body wash? If a girl wants to lick you, it's the best crap in the world.
ANYWAY! I met Moon, Light, Abyss, and the day-ruiner named Nyreal over the slumped corpses of Bartles, Tollaws, and Gues. We chatted nicely, until the subject of what we were doing here came up. They stated their mission of bringing down the terrorist HUcaseal named Sona. I told them I was going to meet Rico in Heaven. Nyreal protested, and this is what he said/i
"You exist to love, but you can't die for love. There's always something to keep you here, y'now? And, though Destiny is a load of crap, you can always find a purpose, you can always deny your fate, and live for life."
iLive and learn, exist with your crystal flowing spirit through the ages. Open your heart and exist 'til tomorrow, to let love fly out on silver wings. The pages of eternity will be written with your path and choosing to live for yourself or others can be decided in a haze of sky.
Fast forward through the burning hatred of the caves and the blinding futuristic veil of the mines; and savor the creeping darkness in the ruins only to know fear, and escape to the Holy Temple where evil and good were marred.
"I want to live. Life is wasted on those who don't know death." Sona cried as she stepped onto the dais and sacrificed herself to limitlessness. She accepted life, but the weak electricity of life rejected her. It had to be balanced... I guess. The scale was dirty and death needed to purify. Somehow, I knew it was my friends or myself and my dark glow. I reached towards the sky and fell with "Moote Deiz Poumn," I was gone again./i
"There you have it, a condensed version of," cough maybe a future fic, "My life and how we know each other. If I can give my balanced dark and light to the Masamune and Murasame, we can defeat Zionus." Sye bowed his juniors out of the room to their own devices so himself and Labyrinth could shoot the crap further.
"So, what's next anyway?" Nyreal wiped a tear from his cheek and swished some from Light as the group walked outside. "We should train ourselves, I guess."
"Meh, maybe. You up for some VR Nyr?" Light grabbed his arm and exited stage left with the Masamune-wielder. Moon and Abyss walked stage right into the training base for the soldiers of the Resistance.