THE UNDEFEATED
The fire was ablaze, pillars of smoke were rising out of flames that now engulfed nearly all of the buildings that formed the centre of the rebel camp on Zygerria. There had been an attack, massive black pyramids had came out of the sky; bombarding the pitiful defences on the planet below as a black terror rained down on the rebel militia defending the base.
Heavy breathing, pain surging through all of his body. All Lieutenant Avery Cross could see was the pelts of black plasma scoring that dotted the courtyard, feet and several of his men on their knees. Lined up by strange individuals. He tried to turn his face, twisting to see the pillars of smoke that were what remained of the outposts defences, and some of their more remote encampments. The strain to move only served to remind him of what had attacked him, a massive creature. A black and red blur that had almost effortlessly put him down.
He recalled it, how the mountain of rock and muscle tore through his best men with its bare hands, how he'd attempted to shoot the creature in the back of its exposed head, only serving to annoy the creature as the blast was reflected by some strange force. One of his legs were broken, he couldn't tell which. It was just pain all over. He couldn't feel anything, actually. From the waist done, it was all gone. Had that monster broke his spine?
"Strain as you might Lieutenant, it will do you no good."
Tathra spoke, his voice deep and powerful yet calm. The titan noted how the Lieutenants expression changed, how he realised it wasn't just some mad creature. That he and his men had been attacked by someone. His expression had been pure fear before, but now hatred and confusion were strewn in the mix. It was always an amusing realisation, his new form had granted him incalculable strength. But, it had shown him just how shallow and base so many were.
Kabel Drei, a member of the titans Promethean Guard stood a few feet away, walking backwards away from a terminal as he turned; handing Tathra a Datapad. "This is a list of the rebels that were involved with the Slavery business." Tathra took the Datapad from Kabel, his movements now slow and precise. "Thank you."
The Lieutenant strained more, pushing the upper half of his body on its side, now looking up at the towering titan. "Slavery? What, why are you here?" Tathra raised the Datapad, observing its contents as he made no move to acknowledge the Lieutenant. A moment later, he lowered the screen from his eyes; only now looking to the Lieutenant. "You weren't involved. It must be strange, knowing you and so many of your own died to protect a Slaver. He's in that building, with my people."
Tathra took two steps, passing the bleeding Lieutenant as he observed a large building, no observable doors at the front of the courtyard. It had been completely unscathed in the combat, on his orders. "That's just were we store our food..." The Lieutenant strained once more, turning his body, leaning on his right arm as he tried his best to turn and face the building.
"Or so you thought." Tathra turned, kneeling down to observe the Lieutenant. His voice, noticeable weaker. "I'm sorry. You do not die a warriors death, you are merely a casualty of circumstance Lieutenant. I hope, you find peace in knowing your distress call got out in time." The Lieutenant shook his head, pushing himself up to face the titan. What bravery.
"No, you said it yourself. I didn't do this, you can let me live!" Tathra shook his head slowly, raising a hand towards the Lieutenant. "No, this requires my attention. And you, are a distraction." Tathra merely motioned his hand and the force gripped the throat of the Lieutenant, snapping the bones. The titan stood up, observing the building.
They hadn't spotted the slaver yet, but he had used the intercoms to alert Tathra Khaeus and his company that he knew why he was here, and would blow the slaves unless they made a deal. So far, the titan had not responded.
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Heavy breathing, pain surging through all of his body. All Lieutenant Avery Cross could see was the pelts of black plasma scoring that dotted the courtyard, feet and several of his men on their knees. Lined up by strange individuals. He tried to turn his face, twisting to see the pillars of smoke that were what remained of the outposts defences, and some of their more remote encampments. The strain to move only served to remind him of what had attacked him, a massive creature. A black and red blur that had almost effortlessly put him down.
He recalled it, how the mountain of rock and muscle tore through his best men with its bare hands, how he'd attempted to shoot the creature in the back of its exposed head, only serving to annoy the creature as the blast was reflected by some strange force. One of his legs were broken, he couldn't tell which. It was just pain all over. He couldn't feel anything, actually. From the waist done, it was all gone. Had that monster broke his spine?
"Strain as you might Lieutenant, it will do you no good."
Tathra spoke, his voice deep and powerful yet calm. The titan noted how the Lieutenants expression changed, how he realised it wasn't just some mad creature. That he and his men had been attacked by someone. His expression had been pure fear before, but now hatred and confusion were strewn in the mix. It was always an amusing realisation, his new form had granted him incalculable strength. But, it had shown him just how shallow and base so many were.
Kabel Drei, a member of the titans Promethean Guard stood a few feet away, walking backwards away from a terminal as he turned; handing Tathra a Datapad. "This is a list of the rebels that were involved with the Slavery business." Tathra took the Datapad from Kabel, his movements now slow and precise. "Thank you."
The Lieutenant strained more, pushing the upper half of his body on its side, now looking up at the towering titan. "Slavery? What, why are you here?" Tathra raised the Datapad, observing its contents as he made no move to acknowledge the Lieutenant. A moment later, he lowered the screen from his eyes; only now looking to the Lieutenant. "You weren't involved. It must be strange, knowing you and so many of your own died to protect a Slaver. He's in that building, with my people."
Tathra took two steps, passing the bleeding Lieutenant as he observed a large building, no observable doors at the front of the courtyard. It had been completely unscathed in the combat, on his orders. "That's just were we store our food..." The Lieutenant strained once more, turning his body, leaning on his right arm as he tried his best to turn and face the building.
"Or so you thought." Tathra turned, kneeling down to observe the Lieutenant. His voice, noticeable weaker. "I'm sorry. You do not die a warriors death, you are merely a casualty of circumstance Lieutenant. I hope, you find peace in knowing your distress call got out in time." The Lieutenant shook his head, pushing himself up to face the titan. What bravery.
"No, you said it yourself. I didn't do this, you can let me live!" Tathra shook his head slowly, raising a hand towards the Lieutenant. "No, this requires my attention. And you, are a distraction." Tathra merely motioned his hand and the force gripped the throat of the Lieutenant, snapping the bones. The titan stood up, observing the building.
They hadn't spotted the slaver yet, but he had used the intercoms to alert Tathra Khaeus and his company that he knew why he was here, and would blow the slaves unless they made a deal. So far, the titan had not responded.
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