Couldn't resist. Getting fun...er! Soo... FLASHBACK TIME!
A lot can happen in a thousand years, and sometimes a flashback is a good way to go. This is one of those times.
Gaz stood in her throne room, her back to the door, as the most recent intruder was pleading his case. She shook her head.
This one, like all of the others, had been easy for even her low-ranking guards to catch. Pathetic.
When he paused, she turned towards him. She looked at his gory, disfigured face, not showing any emotion, although on the inside she was positively disgusted.
They were always this badly beaten up, since they were so terrible about defending themselves. She had almost all of the planets taken over, being 500 years into her immortality. Several more to go.
The intruder looked back at her, scared at first, then defiantly.
"They'll... get you for this."
Gaz smirked slightly.
"I'd like to see them try."
She lit her hand with black energy, and the guards who had the intruder, who was blue with tentacles and six eyes, backed away quickly. Before the intruder, who was, no doubt, from the Resisty, knew what was happening, Gaz swept her hand to the side gracefully and the intruder was dead.
"What shall we do with this one, lord Gaz?" the one on the left said.
"Hmm... how about food for the wild pigs? They get hungry if you don't feed them for three days, it seems."
They bowed quickly and dragged the dead body behind them, with no feelings of regret or sadness.
Those went away long ago.
Gaz sighed and shook her head. Suddenly, she saw a flash of something in her mind. Something green, was it? Green and bright. She felt a pang of...something, like she always did when this happened. It had been happening a lot recently.
She shrugged. She had no clue why this was happening. Maybe she was just going insane. She didn't really care. Since she was immortal, she knew it didn't mean she was dying, so she was fine with it.
She heard a bell somewhere in the distance.
"Ooh, lunch!"
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About 500 years later, she did the same thing. Generation after generation had been infiltrating her castle, getting closer and closer to their target each time. Yet, they had always been far away from it. Sad.
This time, it was a small Irken girl. The guards usually took it easier on females, so she was only soaked in her own blood instead of disfigured.
"We WILL take you down, Gaz! You and your whole empire of... doom!"
"Good luck with that one."
"We may be far away, but we're getting closer and closer! We WILL reach our target, we WILL defeat you, we WILL end your immortality! And there is NOTHING you can do to stop us. Only to postpone the inevitable."
"Aww," Gaz clapped sarcastically. "That was a great death speech. Anything else before you're, y'know, dead?"
The girl smiled. "We have a psychic on our side."
"Yeah, so? You have a wacko who thinks they can see the future. Your point?"
"He will return. And he will defeat you."
"He? He who?"
"You'll see within five years."
"I don't wanna wait five years! Tell me! NOW."
"We don't know the name. Just that he will return. And-"
"Defeat me? Yeah, we've been over that." Gaz reached back, her hand lit with black fire. She gave a little wave with the other one.
"Bye-bye!"
She tossed her arm forward, and it was over.
She turned her back to the guards and waved them off, telling them to do whatever they wanted with the body. She thought. And thought.
He?
She saw another bright flash of green, this time with a bit of pink.
No. Couldn't be.
She dismissed the thought and went to bed early. She dreamed of the girl's words, accompanied by flashes of green and pink.
He will return.