12-Chaos' Decision
"What happened?" asked Marduk when Chaos came into his office/home, clearly exhausted clutching a brown bag that hopefully contained the Chaos Emeralds.
"They were smart fighters," he replied, dropping the bag on his desk and sitting down. "I took the first one, Fomor, by surprise, the fight didn't last long. By the time I'd reached the next capitol, though, word seemed to have reached the six others, who summoned their entire armies to fight me. They quickly realized my weak point: my brain. They attacked over and over. I curled up into a ball to protect my mind and waited. Eventually, they dismissed the armies and took it in turns to watch over me. Three in the day, three at night. After a week, they began to argue. Some thought I'd learned my lesson, some thought they should kill me. Well, the soldiers that were standing by weren't too happy about either of these."
"I wonder why," said Marduk.
"I'm their god, remember? Those creeps probably told them it was a test or sparring match or ritual or something, but that was definitely the end of whatever illusion they were under. They quickly turned on their leaders, and I jumped up to grab the Emeralds."
"Are they...?"
"All seven are now dead. I only killed Fomor myself."
"So, what are you going to do with the Emeralds?"
Chaos looked at the bag. "I've been thinking. I could destroy them, but they could prove useful."
"Against what?"
Chaos looked at Maduk, and something in his eyes made Marduk genuinely scared, though not of him.
"I know you think my species must be the strongest in the galaxy, but it's not. I've seen things that will make your flesh crawl. There are creatures lurking in the darkest depths of the galaxy, on comets, some even inside the stars themselves. Few have been able to make power crystals, and I am not going to crush my efforts into dust and fling it into the vacuum of space with things like the Black Arms roaming around."
Marduk didn't ask what the Black Arms were. After that little speech, he didn't want to know.
"So, I'll simply guard them. And, just in case, I'll make another crystal so powerful, it will be able to control the others. But that will require something huge, we may not be able to find it on this planet..."
Silence ensued. Then,
"Your ship's made of crystal, right?"
