p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: #fffffa;" The Superior's eyes remained glued to the monitors, as they had been for the entirety of the day. He leaned over and inquired one of the guards, "So they can't notice a thing."/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: #fffffa;" "Nobody but you, sir. Your private satellite gives you full access to every image on Earth, in real-time. Nobody can know."/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: #fffffa;" "Excellent." The Superior smiled. Owning technology such as this was illegal, especially now that the Resource War was over. But the Superior was the richest man on Earth. Not bad for someone in his late twenties. Of course, he wasn't always twenty. Back when he had Element Evil, he took advantage of it's anti-aging perks. It felt great to be young again, but reversing his social security files were a hassle./p
p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: #fffffa;" Nobody knew he existed, except for the government of course, who were generous enough to provide him with full closure on international security for any amount of money. The government didn't run the country. He did. He was a rich man, but he didn't want just money. He wanted power. More power. He wanted power beyond even his own comprehension. It was like a hunger - a famine that grew inside him until it breached the surface and pierced past him, eventually reaching the world around him as well./p
p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: #fffffa;" A smile performed on his face as he glanced back at the screen monitors. That woman—what was her name…?—Nox. She was in the training room, along with that Hyrbid. A hybrid of an Ancient, a Descendant, and a mortal. The first of it's kind. Nox pointed at several targets, and a smile performed in the girl's face as she thrust out her hands, power coursing through them and blasting into the targets. But he saw no sadism in her eyes. No anger or hatred. Only enthusiasm and light. It sickened him./p
p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: #fffffa;" He sighed and shook his head. So sad that such a useful thing would go to waste. She should be trained to kill./p
p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: #fffffa;" Then, his eyes rested on Nox's figure as she pumped her hands into the air in celebration./p
p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: #fffffa;" The Superior smirked, his heart pounding. The woman may have lost her powers, but she still has the blood of an Ancient. If she were capable of bringing a child as powerful as this into the world… He uttered an animal-like growl from the back of his throat, a gleam in his eyes. Colliding intentions raged through his mind./p
p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: #fffffa;" He might even let the Elite Rebels live so he could revel in the helpless turmoil it would cause them to know that he possessed the girl utterly. Yes. Capturing them and making them watch as he subdued the girl would be highly pleasurable. At least then, more special Hyrbids would be brought into the world. He ran his tongue along his bottom lip./p
p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: #fffffa;" Then, his smile fell./p
p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: #fffffa;" The swordsman entered the room, his hair cut short and tied back into a bun, his sword hanging lazily between his shoulder blades. Something inside him shattered while he watched as he pressed his lips to hers, whispering incomprehensible words. The Superior curled his hands into fists, clenching his teeth. The wench was married to that bastard swordsman. He didn't deserve her./p
p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: #fffffa;" He forced himself to calm down, stroking his chin. emA pity. I was looking forward to making them watch as I took possession of the girl for life. No matter. Just because she/emem's in possession of another doesn't mean I can still get—/em/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: #fffffa;" "Sir," A guard stood in the doorway. "It's 5 o'clock."/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: #fffffa;" The Superior checked his watch. "Ah, yes. I did say I was going to do it, didn't I?"/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: #fffffa;" He ran his fingers across the monitor, memorizing every detail of the exotic girl before exiting. Once he entered the lab, he ordered all guards and scientists to leave him, leaving the keys behind./p
p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: #fffffa;" The Superior plucked the keys, tossing them between his hands, nonchalant as he approached an unopened portal. His scientists and researchers had been able to get it partially open, but those who journey to the other side lose their lives. A useless feat, since there emwas/em someone on the other side he needed emalive./em/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: #fffffa;" He'd seen her before through very few images. She was old enough to bring a child into the world—or at least he assumed that—but even he didn't fully understand her power. Having Nox bear his child sounded much more powerful and pleasurable than with the other one./p
p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: #fffffa;" He rammed the key into the portal, and it sparked to life, like lighting a candle./p
p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: #fffffa;" A golden tree made of stardust and light took form in the center of the portal./p
p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: #fffffa;" The Superior smirked, then moved to the opposite side of the lab. Of course. The abandoned experiment. Why he'd never thought of this before, he didn't know. And he also didn't know why none of his own scientists never came up with the idea. He made sure to remember to slit some of their throats for not telling him about such a perfect idea sooner./p
p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: #fffffa;" He was grateful he hadn't gotten rid of the test subject yet. He knew he would come in as useful to him someday./p
p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: #fffffa;" The Superior entered a series of numbers into the cryo-chamber. Steam rolled off the sides of gthe chamber as the lid slid open like a glass door./p
p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: #fffffa;" A familiar sleeping figure lay within. Horns protruded from his forehead. When he awakened, steely, cobalt blue eyes pierced through the mist./p
p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: #fffffa;"The Superior smiled. "Welcome back to the world of the living. Arthur."/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: #fffffa;" "Nobody but you, sir. Your private satellite gives you full access to every image on Earth, in real-time. Nobody can know."/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: #fffffa;" "Excellent." The Superior smiled. Owning technology such as this was illegal, especially now that the Resource War was over. But the Superior was the richest man on Earth. Not bad for someone in his late twenties. Of course, he wasn't always twenty. Back when he had Element Evil, he took advantage of it's anti-aging perks. It felt great to be young again, but reversing his social security files were a hassle./p
p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: #fffffa;" Nobody knew he existed, except for the government of course, who were generous enough to provide him with full closure on international security for any amount of money. The government didn't run the country. He did. He was a rich man, but he didn't want just money. He wanted power. More power. He wanted power beyond even his own comprehension. It was like a hunger - a famine that grew inside him until it breached the surface and pierced past him, eventually reaching the world around him as well./p
p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: #fffffa;" A smile performed on his face as he glanced back at the screen monitors. That woman—what was her name…?—Nox. She was in the training room, along with that Hyrbid. A hybrid of an Ancient, a Descendant, and a mortal. The first of it's kind. Nox pointed at several targets, and a smile performed in the girl's face as she thrust out her hands, power coursing through them and blasting into the targets. But he saw no sadism in her eyes. No anger or hatred. Only enthusiasm and light. It sickened him./p
p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: #fffffa;" He sighed and shook his head. So sad that such a useful thing would go to waste. She should be trained to kill./p
p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: #fffffa;" Then, his eyes rested on Nox's figure as she pumped her hands into the air in celebration./p
p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: #fffffa;" The Superior smirked, his heart pounding. The woman may have lost her powers, but she still has the blood of an Ancient. If she were capable of bringing a child as powerful as this into the world… He uttered an animal-like growl from the back of his throat, a gleam in his eyes. Colliding intentions raged through his mind./p
p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: #fffffa;" He might even let the Elite Rebels live so he could revel in the helpless turmoil it would cause them to know that he possessed the girl utterly. Yes. Capturing them and making them watch as he subdued the girl would be highly pleasurable. At least then, more special Hyrbids would be brought into the world. He ran his tongue along his bottom lip./p
p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: #fffffa;" Then, his smile fell./p
p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: #fffffa;" The swordsman entered the room, his hair cut short and tied back into a bun, his sword hanging lazily between his shoulder blades. Something inside him shattered while he watched as he pressed his lips to hers, whispering incomprehensible words. The Superior curled his hands into fists, clenching his teeth. The wench was married to that bastard swordsman. He didn't deserve her./p
p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: #fffffa;" He forced himself to calm down, stroking his chin. emA pity. I was looking forward to making them watch as I took possession of the girl for life. No matter. Just because she/emem's in possession of another doesn't mean I can still get—/em/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: #fffffa;" "Sir," A guard stood in the doorway. "It's 5 o'clock."/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: #fffffa;" The Superior checked his watch. "Ah, yes. I did say I was going to do it, didn't I?"/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: #fffffa;" He ran his fingers across the monitor, memorizing every detail of the exotic girl before exiting. Once he entered the lab, he ordered all guards and scientists to leave him, leaving the keys behind./p
p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: #fffffa;" The Superior plucked the keys, tossing them between his hands, nonchalant as he approached an unopened portal. His scientists and researchers had been able to get it partially open, but those who journey to the other side lose their lives. A useless feat, since there emwas/em someone on the other side he needed emalive./em/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: #fffffa;" He'd seen her before through very few images. She was old enough to bring a child into the world—or at least he assumed that—but even he didn't fully understand her power. Having Nox bear his child sounded much more powerful and pleasurable than with the other one./p
p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: #fffffa;" He rammed the key into the portal, and it sparked to life, like lighting a candle./p
p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: #fffffa;" A golden tree made of stardust and light took form in the center of the portal./p
p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: #fffffa;" The Superior smirked, then moved to the opposite side of the lab. Of course. The abandoned experiment. Why he'd never thought of this before, he didn't know. And he also didn't know why none of his own scientists never came up with the idea. He made sure to remember to slit some of their throats for not telling him about such a perfect idea sooner./p
p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: #fffffa;" He was grateful he hadn't gotten rid of the test subject yet. He knew he would come in as useful to him someday./p
p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: #fffffa;" The Superior entered a series of numbers into the cryo-chamber. Steam rolled off the sides of gthe chamber as the lid slid open like a glass door./p
p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: #fffffa;" A familiar sleeping figure lay within. Horns protruded from his forehead. When he awakened, steely, cobalt blue eyes pierced through the mist./p
p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: #fffffa;"The Superior smiled. "Welcome back to the world of the living. Arthur."/p