Chapter 69
Blind Rage
At that moment, Akaz knew she took lead, while the scent was now strengthening, but still was faint. Both of them approached a three way segment, almost like a trident, but all prongs were split like a Y formation. They were especially careful about this, because what if they chose one path, and they encountered a dead end? What would they do, try to find themselves around the ship again to make the same mistake? Pride turned to Akaz and stomped on the ground. "You know what, no, we have to split up, RIGHT NOW." She said, before turning her back on Akaz and walking towards the right. "I will take this one, you go on the left. We will see what comes up from both of us when we report back here, alright?" She demanded. "If you somehow find her on the left side, go in, and I will come find you myself." Pride stated.
It sounded like a plan, so Akaz proceeded into the left hall, whilst Pride was running through the other direction. He was definitely in a downed state, because now he knew that it is not going to end well when one of them sees him, trying to look for a stranger's brother. The Sevaeric would love to know that their hostage was liberated, just absolutely. Each second brought him closer to an overall conclusion, the Supremacy unit of the Sevaeric, would be here any hour now, and they do not even know where the hostage is yet. If they did not get there in time, either they escape with their lives, but not Husk's, or they die in the process and it is all over. This gave Akaz a chill down his spine, and his tail began slowing down as he got closer to a cross section.
Akaz also knew that since the soldiers on the ship were easily decimated by the Sevawing's flame, that it was not one of the Supremacy, so he decided to start expending his energy to start massacring them. He began trying to communicate with all of his lost friends, as the winds exerted from his body, and began spreading throughout the vessel. Although there was one of the lost, Arinias who stood there. He only floated for a short time, before creating a small hurricane around him. It did not whistle, nor it being too visible either. It was like the snow being picked up by the wind, a cold and misty sight. Suddenly, he heard his father's voice pass through his ears, once again. "I do not care if you fail. If I have to come over there and raise you from your eternal grave, then I will personally assure to you, I will make sure that you will be crippled." The gust of Arinias spoke. The threat was not too harsh, but they both agreed on something; not to die, and to try the hardest to succeed.
The deathly voices of his lost kind were already chanting out their targets like a whisper, haunting all of the unlucky lives who ever dared to set foot near him. The aura worked! He assumed as the voices of agony came from the soldiers, with a very high tone. Each time it happened however, it felt like something was added to him in some way shape or form, as a crystal began floating around him, and it was as blue as the sky. He then caught the scent trailing off, and he followed quickly before it had a chance to become lost once again. His running was faster than before, but once he approached a straight three way section, the ship rumbled, and the lights flickered. Panic came to Akaz's minds, as he thought that the Supremacy was already here, but the truth was clear, probably Pride was facing off against some of the inhabitants on the Argone.
That Sevawing was usually the one who would mess around with the circuits that humans usually make by themselves. His experience with Rhenka and the unknown one that was with him, gave him an overall description on what they could do, and what they could not. They were able to tamper with the electronics without actually touching them, alongside that they carry such a war asset, that they would definitely be on the top ten for hunting and capture. The thought was almost complete, thinking about what hey had, was it possible for the Sevaeric to have the capture of Husk to possibly lure Pride? Although there was something that took that theory and threw it out, the fact that Hypherion ordered Jahne to make sure that Pride never interferes with the empire's plans.
He continued on, not minding Pride and her anger, nor the reason why they did such a thing. The lights came back on for about a few seconds, before sparks flew almost everywhere, igniting a nearby gas tank. It exploded behind Akaz, before he could do anything about it, causing him to be launched forward and land on the front of his neck, and the rest of his body, slamming down onto the metal floor. After that, there was no flames, and the shards were still behind him, with most of his body unmarked. Although there was one more problem for him. There was no light. He could not even see, making him wish hat he could've learned how to the five out of six senses he had, the extra being able to sense things around him by physical contact. It was not strong however, therefore, it was not too useful at times unless he was trying to navigate through a narrow cave without getting touched by anything, and under a very vast limit of time. This however, was a different story.
He tried to remember what was right in front of his sight before the lights went out, but there was only a guess that escaped. just the hall in front of him, but what if he did not succeed in doing so, and alert the denizens of the Argone? He took the risk, and trudged on, hoping he did not hit anything, but after walking for thirty seconds, he got cocky and ran, before slamming into a metal wall five seconds later. The impact, combined with his almost flat head, and his speed was very blunt, and made him sit back, and rub his head in pain."Aghk!" He yelled as he felt a sharp pain at his nose, putting both hands onto it, tightly grasping his muzzle. He could hear his head ringing, remembering the bright flash as he hit the wall. Then, he thought he heard a whisper, with a medium pitched hum, coming through the hall. All of it sounded like some of the souls of the lost, but it was not sorrowful.. It seemed like some kind of speaking exercise, seeing how long it could sound it out. There were also sounds of footsteps and foot soldiers, but all of it was silent compared to the constant humming.
There was nothing that he could do to stop it, or even try to see if they were coming. Akaz could not see anything, he couldn't smell them, not even flesh. The only way he could, was probably his sixth sense, but it was so weak, he was going to bump into many things regardless of having it or not. Either way, he had to move. He quickly got back up onto his feet, and ventured slightly right, hitting another wall a few steps later.
"Oh c'mon." Akaz said, complaining about the amount of darkness within the structure. "How the hell do they manage to navigate through this place? A map!?" He yelled. Suddenly, he thought of something; sacrifice one leg and hinder movement so that he could feel around and make sure that he does not bump into anything. He also forgot that he also could breathe fire, another source for light that he could let out. So he released short blasts of fire, only lighting a small area. His tail swished left to right repeatedly to feel around just in case someone else decides to sneak up on him, and end his life. The humming was still going, with his ears focused on that only, and his eyes in front of him.
He knew that if a soldier decided to walk in his general area, and in line of sight, it would know from either a heat signature, or seeing the fires with it's small eyes, but he did not mind it, besides, they were not the Supremacy. He ran through the halls following the voice, while still trying to keep silent, and hoping he would not cross paths with any of he humans on the way. His black and grey tail kept of feeling walls as he ran through, constantly thrashing into the boundaries harder and harder. Each hit made him grow more annoyed, and he could not stop it.
Who knows how long would it take for the group to come here? There was no way of telling at all. He noticed that when he tried to stop breathing fire for a while, it kind of automatically gone out while he breathed. "There goes for stealth by control." He thought to himself. In desperation in the sake of time, he made the fire go all out with a blast, causing the halls to become scorching hot for humans, but the warmth was likely widespread, meaning that the soldiers could be at his location any minute now, possibly any hour. Plus, that cloud made such a sound, that it sounded like one of the flamethrowers back in Gentau. "Boy, was that a nightmare." He thought while swiftly moving around, hoping that he was not going to waste any time.
Once he thought that he ran at least a mile on the Argone, he finally reached a dead end, or at least that was what the fire indicated as it splashed onto the wall with fiery rage. "Darn it!" He bellowed, stomping his foot onto the floor, with claws denting the surface. "How do they even manage to know all of these paths?" He complained. He quickly gone silent, and made no reaction until he was perfectly sure nobody was around. However, he did manage to hear the sounds of machinery coming from below him. "Maybe its down there." He thought to himself as he backed up. He looked around just to make sure once again that nobody was watching, and when he was finished, he slid his claws against the floor like a bull preparing to charge at something. He stopped preparing, and then transitioned into when he was about to run at his highest speed, and then he charged through, breaking the wall, and drilling through it.
He tore through he hull like it was paper, and all he could hear was he structure preparing to crack with all of this pressure and destruction. He could hear the end of he wall coming close, as he heard the creaking and screeching of the metal going higher, until he finally broke through and found himself above ground. He did not bother to look down, thinking that it might affect him negatively if he saw what was going to happen to him. He assumed it was a bunch of metal gears, and sharp cogs, but really, it was flat white floor. He tried to hover to at least see if he was going to die or not, but sadly, his wings were already worn out from tearing through the pure steel. He fell like a anvil through the sky, but during his fall, he did not notice the many eyes watching him, all of the metallic orange eyes, and the people minding their own business as he obtruded.
He finally landed onto the the metal floor, collapsing onto the ground and checked to see if he was alright. Although, he did not see the many souls watching him until he actually opened his eyes as he stood up. Akaz looked at every single one of them, some with electric vials, and moving some kind of tesla device. He wanted to believe that they were going to strike, so he lunged at the nearest person, then grabbing them by the leg, and slamming it into the ground. Then, Akaz attempted to rip off his head using his razor sharp teeth, but it failed, as the person's armor was too strong for his strength. The human quickly pried the dragon's jaws wide open, and then violently twisted his neck, and threw him against the wall, and at the same time, shooting a taser at his head. Akaz was heard, crashing into the wall with his wing exerting a sickening crack.
"Nice try..." it said, with a soft voice. "Next time, instead of trying to interfere with our business, maybe you should go crawl back into the cave that you live in, you son of a gun."
"What the heck is going on here?" Another human asked.
The other human was not as protected from Akaz. as he only had a plating that extended from his neck to his toes, and he was mostly grey as well. He held two revolvers streamed with plasma and a silver tint, with no safety on each. It did not smoke, but he could predict that the barrel will be lit up within a minute or two. Akaz got back up, and caused the light to become slightly red, and everything slowed down by a half. He attempted to summon a pentacle to send him to where he would not exist, but the other human ran, and pushed off one of his revolvers, causing him to fly up into the air, and then he fired one of his revolvers, causing Akaz to be sent back, and paralyzing him. The one who he was attacking, pulled the trigger onto the taser, and soon, everything became a torrent of white and jolting. When it stopped, Akaz could not feel anything anymore; not being able to move at all or even see well. All he could see was the unique human coming up to him, and then knocking him out with the revolver.
