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Experiment 0

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It was sheer bad luck that the ship on which Nefer was on was attacked as it left the Warp.

How the Orkz did it would remain mystery for most, but they somehow managed to sneak up in the Warp, while navigating what was for all intents and purposes an asteroid with thrusters.

Then they boarded and started having fun, orky way.

There was shouting, and running, and gunfire. It was the last place any civilian wanted to be.

I'm going to die.

The thought consumed Nefer for a single, utterly horrible moment.

I'm really going to die. This is it. I'll never get back home. I'm going to die.

I don't WANT to die!

His mind screamed in horror, utter terror, and as it did so, he felt a sense of disassociation.

The battlefield. It was burning.

The explosions began to blur into each other,

The people, they were dying.

A part of him said they were his people. another said they weren't

There was ... there was someone, someone he FEARED, and they were going to kill him/her/them.

They didn't want to die!

"Mustn't run away." The words left Nefer's lips as the crackling of energy consumed him, pyrrhic golden flame and pale lightning.

Then the flame left her there, changed, still frightened and she lifted up an arm to fend the visions away.. and the tornado of air blasted the greenskins back.

Orks, being orks reacted by rushing at the source of the tornado figuring it was a ded killy humie weirdboy. Oh, they could die, but hey, if you died fighting, it didn't count as losing, did it? They swarmed and screamed, waving crude weapons over their heads. The ones in the back started trying to kill those in the front, eager to fight.

Lightning crackled, as the new shape's instinct's came to the fore.

They didn't want to die. They didn't want to die!

Arrows were loosed, lightning blazing from a bow made of light, burning greenskins to ash, adrenaline blazing through them, the fear only strengthening the bolts, speeding the rapid shots.

They didn't want to die, so the monsters had to die first!

The survivors could only explain it one way. The Princess and the Emperor in their mercy had sent a new warrior to save them. Clearly, it was a Senshi, though it was hard to say which in the chaos.

Still, most didn't waste time trying to figure it out in more detail as they scrambled for safety.

Safety they eventually found behind the aforementioned senshi. Whose attacks were clearly of the long-ranged type.

The arrows blazed out, what seemed like a never-ending stream, perfect vision, perfect targetting, burning the orcs to ash until there was nothing left.

Then, as the smoke began to clear, they saw her properly.

The senshi had long, golden hair, straight and brilliant. The sign of Baal on her forehead was a disc over a crescent*; it glowed a rich reddish-golden color. The clothes that had fit snugly on the frame of a slim, lithe young man hung much differently on the frame of a full breasted, slim-hipped young woman. White wings twitched in agitation behind her. Her skin was tanned, her eyes blue.

…..those eyes were also utterly terrified.

As the survivors watched, the Senshi, having fended off the danger, made her wobbly way over to a corner and vomited, shoulders shaking, like a green soldier who had made their first kill.

That made one of the survivors, a middle-aged woman gather her courage and approach the Senshi.

She didn't touch her, naturally, but did offer a handkerchief. It was as if a spell broke and people started trying to somehow get in control of the situation. There was shouting, there was crying...

And there was the captain, telling his Astropath to send a messege to Terra.

"T-thank you." Nefer managed, memories swirling in her head, feeling worse and worse, disoriented beyond belief. She took the handkerchief. She managed to wobble back to her feet, and wiped her mouth with it, then noticed the fact that she was a she.

Blue eyes went wide, and glassy with all-too human shock. A scream of incoherent horror was choked off violently, she teetered,

Blackness tried to consume her, screaming horror overtaking her and yet she stood, on those wobbling legs, and managed to seat herself and hide her face in her arms before breaking down while in the fetal position.

What had just happened? WHY WAS HE A GIRL?

After a while, somebody offered her a glass of water and even suggested they'd get her to a suitable room where she could rest. People were acting rather understanding and awed, despite Nefer's behaviour.

She was a new Senshi. Perhaps she was upset over the lives she could not save?

Nefer was nowhere near that kind, nor compassionate. What he was, at this point, was trauma'd beyond his natural ability to cope without gibbering in terror.

Regrettably, it seemed the universe was utterly determined to screw him over, because the Astropath did manage to send the message to Terra...

And while Nefer had seen other senshi power down, (on the vids) he had no idea how to do so, himself.

He was so screwed.

After a while of screaming inside her own head, Nefer put the handkerchief he'd been given, away, and went to go check on the rest of the passengers, the part of him that was a medic (even if he wasn't so experienced at it as he wanted to be) moving on autopilot. Which of course just convinced everybody she was a selfless hero.

AUGH.

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AN: Written by Djibriel.