Chapter 004

The meeting, part I

The strong white light slowly began to fade. It slowly revealed a large room with a strange futuristic interior with steampunk influences. On the tall walls, large and rusted mechanic wheels were spinning heavily, creating a continuing rumbling noise. They were standing on a giant pavilion suspended by the whole mechanism, which was dimly lit by small air suspended ball of lights. Downwards, only a dark abyss could be seen. The floor, although, was paved with mystical symbols, leading to a crystal door with a zirconium frame.

"Go on Miyako, don't be afraid."

The girl looked in the man's encouraging look which somehow made her feel secure. He closed his eyes and placed his finger on the forehead, on the hexagon symbol which lit a bit.

"It is such a pity." He continued with light disappointed smile. "At first I did not want to contact the girls in order to avoid our presence being acknowledged. But they have already done that."

This made her feel a bit nervous, but she looked reassured in his eyes. She then proceeded to walk to the imposing door, thing which made Sethim smile. She placed her hand on the magnifying glass. It would not open by itself. Suddenly, a bunch of demon sharp black extensions pressed hard on the center, eventually breaking the glass, letting the yellow light from beyond pass through the cracks.

The door had opened. Inside, there was a single floating ball of light, which wasn't aware of the intruders and was fulfilling its purpose, which meant leading the guests to the core holy room. This was, of course, assuming the fact that the one which was supposed to be welcomed was the chose one, who belonged to their race. Only the sound of their hurried steps could be heard through the obscure hall. As they were walking, they were suddenly approaching some light rays coming right from the corner. Sethim began to speak:

"Stay behind my back. As soon as we turn to the source, I will jump and attract the energy beam. You shall go directly at the core and destroy it."

"They will attack us already?"

"Not them, only their sentinels. They are too cowards to do that." Sethim smirked.

"Then wouldn't it be easier for me to distract it? I have the necessary camouflage skills…"

Sethim chuckled and pat her head.

"I am glad that you worry about me, but these machineries are based on the same spiritual energy as I do. They are charged by their ancestors. They will evaporate you instantly."

She looked down a little bit disappointed.

"Be prepared, Miyako."

A strong light invaded her pupils. Her eyes didn't have the time to adjust to the luminosity, as her years heard the signal from Akihiro who was already in mid air, followed by a deafening metal noise which prepared to shoot.

The light became even stronger. When she looked up, she could figure a strong beam of light being reflected by the spirit energy which coming from his body. She didn't even have time to focus, but proceeded straight forward to the machine, more guided by her hearing.

She had such a strong dash, that her feet weren't touching the ground anymore. The sharp tentacle aimed straight forward.

It hit it. She felt that at it plunged it the cold metal, tearing it apart.

It exploded a bit, but she protected herself by a premade shield. After the smoke spread away, she could clearly see the proud smile Sethim had looking at her. She felt happy about that.

"Well done! Do not worry, their mechanism is quite outdated. There is only one target in their system, and do have short amount of cargo. This is why, for economic reasons, they are established on a small interval of functioning."

"They? How many are of these?"

"I redirected the first shooting beam and destroyed another one. There are only ten of them left."

X

"I had a feeling that you will arrive here. After all, you stick your nose in everyone's business, including mine." Spoke Sati walking carelessly among her guardians.

"Being the last descendant of the Gandharas doesn't give you the rights to act so spoiled. When are you introducing us to your master? " Anna gave her an indifferent stare.

"Hey, watch your mouth!" she replied angrily. "After all, nowadays is hard to find good spiritual genes in humans. This is why I am among the children in this sacred temple . And the most powerful, since I am a direct descendant of Lady Sati." She replied proudly.

Among the others a surprised mutter arisen, covered by Anna's voice: "You have the same name?"

"Of course. Since our language is quite ancient, we try to preserve most of the important words in our names. In our language it means savior, but it has the opposite meaning in the Errath language. It is a little abbreviated of course."

"The Errath?" all of them remarked surprised, including Anna which had a little bit of surprised look. Only Ren remained a little bit silent and try to hide her guilty-already-knew-it look, but not from Anna's look.

"Spit it all purple spike." She spoke a little bit restively, meaning that she also was frustrated among with the others.

"Stop calling me that." A short vein popped on Ren's head but disappeared after she met her ice staring glance. He exhaled resignedly : "That bastard, Hao, told me a little about them. Goldva wasn't speaking non-sense. An extra-terrestrial race is coming on Earth to conquer it. I don't know their intentions exactly, but it has something to do with the Great Spirit. This is how I found out about this place. The only way to prevent this catastrophe is by obtaining three sacred keys, one of them being located at this temple…We are dealing with an extra-terrestrial force we know nothing about."

Everybody remained silent, but Sati tried to cheer them up.

"Don't worry, we are extra-terrestrial beings too, sort of. Our species is a mixture between intergalactic travellers and the Erraths, but we also have human genes." She said with a light smile, bringing everyone a puzzled glance.

"But we are by your side! You see, perhaps the people from the other temples are not agreeing with this emergency method we have established since the beginning, but we've spent most of our time among humans. That's why we also participated in the Shaman Fight, it was a way to supervise you…what you were doing! Because we showed you how to do it! Well, not us, but our great ancestors…"

Their confused expression hasn't changed. A little drop appeared on her head.

"Okay, I'm only a child and I can't explain all of this by myself! It's too complicated!" she gave up frustrated. "Here, I'll let Lady Sati clarify everything…" she opened a massive wooden door on which were carved mysterious symbols.

X

As the dense smoke gradually cleared away, it revealed Miyako's face which was dirtied with soot mixed with a few drops of sweat. This machinist figure didn't suit her at all, it made her look a little bit more manly. After everything cleared itself she could distinguish the structure of the machineries they have destroyed. Apparently the main body was a sphere made of a strange rare metal called orichalcum, with an energy charged generator inside. They had a long detachable neck which ended with another ball with a hexagonal shape carved on it. That was probably the shooting device. It wasn't until they've finished dissembling all those killing machines she noticed the weird arrangement in the huge room. The walls were round, but there were different floor levels and the sentinels were distributed in a circle, so they had a wide range of attack.

She looked herself at the man's figure who did not seem to be tired at all, just a little dirtied. He was standing on top of the biggest sentinel, which was apparently an upgraded version. His silver hair was disheveled but arranged itself perfectly on his face. He had a satisfied figure while looking around, and then his eyes met hers. Come to think of it, if it wasn't for Sethim, she would not have stood a chance.

"Such a warm welcoming, but the handshake was a little bit rusty. We shall proceed to the main entrance, right Miyako?"

She nodded and wiped her face embarrassed. He came next to her and they started walking towards the second entrance, which was even more imposing and hardly lit.

They entered in pitch black. The massive door behind them closed itself with a deafening sound, followed by a strong clash noise when it shut. There was no turning back and they were covered in darkness. Allthough they couldn't see anything, both felt a presence in the large room.

They started taking a few steps. Prudently. In the sound of their footsteps a gradually rumble could be heard, louder and louder. Then a charging sound. They knew what followed next.

Two laser beams emerged from both directions, at the same time. Sethim realized that before the sentinels even attacked, so he didn't jump anymore. Instead he embraced her and hit the ground with his scepter so hard that it created a shield of light which protected both of them. The light illuminated the area for a couple of seconds, time in which Myiako distinguished a large area, and in front of them an immense staircase, on the top of which stood someone.

"So you are the Erraths. "

Miyako heard the same overlapping of voices used for their telecommunicating system, but more thickened and a little bit scrambled. It seemed to be an older version of the same device.

The illuminating system started functioning, from the base of the stairs to the top. The last lights revealed a figure of a person sitting between two upgraded sentinels, floating in the air on a grey saucer. Its body had the normal anatomy of a human and it was covered with a strange white cloak fluttering in the air. The only thing a little bit scary about it was…

Its face. The head was an oval grey colored shape, with wide black eyes and two nostrils. It had an unchanged expression even when it spoke with the same voice.

"I had never thought that in my lifetime I will meet my ancestors' species. But we always presumed that one day, you will come seeking revenge, to take back what was forbidden by The Galactic Council itself. This is why I will protect the sacer-claustra with my own life. "

Was that…an Airikoh?! Miyako thought to herself as it was guiding the sentinels towards them.

Sethim chuckled. He looked unimpressed at the alien who had them cornered.

"No, no, retrieving our Magnus Spirit is a trivial desire of my people. I am bringing this on a whole new level."

He activated his scepter. The sentinels attacked but the laser beam was redirected towards the source. What followed was an explosion of light from which the alien figure escaped, although it certainly was a bit surprised, looking at the sentinels which were hardly damaged, but still functioning and needed time to recharge.

When it turned its head, it met Sethim's dangerous look:

"I am thinking about emerging the two energy forms into one single force, the force which was supposed to land on this planet since the beginnings. "

"Such thing-…!"

From his hand emerged electric white energy which could be dodged by the alien by rapidly creating a strong gravitational field which pressured everything to the ground, making him fall and crush him under tremendous forces, making its opponent impossible to move. However, around the Errath man a sphere of light appeared, resisting to the gravitational force.

"It is all an abomination! This would mean the destruction of a whole balance!" it said while focusing with its hand the gravitational field on a single person.

In a matter of a few seconds, the being was disturbed by a black spear which was rapidly coming. The pressure came back to normal.

Sethim rose again covered in a field of light, but this time at a high speed, directly attacking the creature. A critical strike went to its head and its body crashed in one of the sentinels, causing a cloud of dust. The man came closer to the damaged machine.

"I would rather call your whole species an abomination. Aren't you pathetic? Hiding your selves in order to protect from the outside diseases…"

He approached the being and held it by the collar. Sethim smirked at the weakened body which needlessly tried to struggle. He them grabbed the grey face with its hand… And suddenly removed the mask.

"And letting the humans do your dirty work?"

Behind the alien mask was the face of a human girl, with brunette voluminous hair tied with an indian bandana.

"These symbols…isn't she a patch member?" Miyako asked.

"Indeed she is. There wasn't any doubt from the beginning. I told you that Airikohs are cowards, now probably worrying a little in a room where they can watch everything. They aren't even using the transmitter anymore."

"But why is the Patch Tribe involved in all of this? Are there other patch member awaiting for us?"

"No, just her." He let go of the gullet, causing her to fall in the metal debris. "She probably has some of their genes too, and this is why she is the only being from the surface who could came in contact with them without transmitting diseases." Sethimg was walking away. "After all, the Airikohs knew how to use the Patch Tribe in their own interest since the beginning."

Suddenly, the metal debris was thrown with a strong pressure towards the Errath leader. He immediately pulverized the material with electric white spikes.

"I won't let you speak such nonsense about our spiritual guides!" the girl spoke firmly, breathing a little bit heavily, but looking at both of them with determined eyes.

"My name is Rutherfor and I will show you the truth of my people! Mistery Circle!" she rose her hand and the objects started smashing the walls, except for the other left sentinel, which was too heavy.

Her telekinetic attack formed an imprint reminiscent of a crop circle. This placed the whole area under extreme pressure and strain, causing the two of them to be immobilized to the ground.

"And you still haven't seen my spirit, The Grey Saucer!"

To be continued...

this is the raw version for now, promise I'll correct spelling and grammar mistakes as soon as possible! By the way, sorry I don't update more often, but thing is I am kind of busy with my exams, but in July towards the end I'll be completely free! And there are also benefits writing this on a long term: new and improving ideas come to my mind! Fore example. the story is much more interesting and well detailed than the last month, because there are days when all I do is think about this fanfic and have lots of inspiration! :D It is somehow my own word where I can escape from the reality a bit and booost the creativity :D