02-11-2011, 07:01 AM
This was what she had been reduced to. There was a torrent of power bursting under the seams of her being, something so great, so unimaginable, and these people knew it. Victoria considered herself an immortal anomaly. She had faced death countless times only to survive and win. Thus far, all of her training and her dedication had made her a mighty warrior that couldn't be matched. This was her moment, to do what she always dreamed of doing, to prove her worth. Yet as the youth stood at the axis of her potential, her fingers wrapping around the humming coil of super condensed magnetism, she found herself within a world frozen in time. The beeping became drown out in a swimming swirl of lights and frantic stares past super-fused plexiglass and metal. A brilliance of core ki wildly flared around the girl, tossing long tresses aflutter in the conjured winds. Is this what I came here for? her thoughts rebounded within her head, and her crystalline gaze peered across the heated chamber where no-doubt her allies stood in eager anticipation of the main event.
All I ever wanted...
Three…
Victoria removed a hand from the coil, no longer dormant now, as it slowly began to alight with the hidden depth of fusion. Her hand delved beneath the slit cloth of her cocoa colored skirt as it hung alluringly along the right side of her thigh. Her fingers grasped at the clips along the belted section under the cloth, tugging free the small device already loaded with the ingredient that would produce unbelievable results.
All I ever needed...
Two…
Her motions were measured, fingers gripping the injection gun, ready to pull the trigger as it pressed against her left thigh. This would shatter the realities, the possibilities, bring about a world that Sigfried had dreamed of to bring into fruition. She was going to blossom with this phenomenon as it came to a head. Victoria would follow through, take her orders and remain diligent, despite her earlier misgivings. A battery...but what a battery. This is what she had lived for, to explode into chaos that could not be measured. Let them use her, let them see what she had been made to do. Jeremy would be proud.
Was to be like the stars...
One…
A rush of pure condensed energy flooded into her central system immediately following the pressure of her index finger on the trigger. The sound of a raging cry echoed within the sealed room, with its yellow and black stripped floors, and heavy machinery. Victoria's power erupted like a volcano, rising past her base capacity, towering into the thousands upon thousands until finally peaking at thirty-thousand ki. Her palms slammed onto the glowing conduit, now flowing with it's own source of life, burning the flesh upon her hands. Electricity flared around the room, snapping and cascading from the connection, and from her very figure. Light blazed around her body to obscure her, like an angel caught within the apex of a Big Bang. All of her world became a whirlpool of nothing but white, her flesh began to peel away from bare arms and legs, floating and dissipating as raw energy fluctuated around her, an ethereal light shimmering under the flesh of her being. The hunter became a star within space, exploding with true, awing force.
Victoria let loose another mighty bellow and pushed with everything she had. Energy collided from her damaged palms and into the channel, swirling and combining, until particles went to work in releasing the core into the oblivion. Clouds parted, a heavenly wrath was spent against Namek-sei's face, rocks split and bodies were disintegrated even before the ammunition met with the soil. Waves of water built into indomitable tsunami's that ravaged shorelines and toppled small off-coast cities. This was the Wrath of Kai, this was what they had come here for. Those lives lost today would be justified by the goals set forth by their mighty band of heroes. All would be set right.
The white of the room dulled, the light fading to show those bright stripes and the humming technology in her grasp. It was a grand design. She pulled her palms away, raw and bleeding, but all things healed with time. Victoria's energy burned like wings fluttering about from her body, cracked skin glowed iridescent like veins of mythril along her face, arms, and legs. A hiss notified her of entry into the room, a worker wearily checking in on their would-be power supply.
She limped, gripping the male, her usual bubble-gum pink hair dulled to a light shade, nearing white. The reserves of her power were low, but slowly began to rebuild, using her inherit gift to heal at an expectational rate. Bright azure eyes peered down the long corridor, and she gently pushed aside the worker. “I'll be fine,” her vacant voice was a summer-soft whisper, etched by the unbelievable power surging through her veins. She was a star, and she had grasped the intoxicating strength with an iron fist, she wasn't done blazing in the night sky.
“I'm going down to the surface,” her distant gaze was filled with some alien shimmer, a desire for more. This wasn't insanity, this was unlike her first plateau. Victoria needed to expend her energy, she had to save the planet. Their work wasn't done.
“The invaders are preparing weapons, we have to decide what action to take. The canon can't be used until it recharges, and we don't have anymore asteroids kicking around,” Daniel remarked, his gaze shifting to Captain Alexander and the others within the meeting room.
“We'll secure the space port,” Sigfried spoke up. “This ship wasn't designed to take part in aerial or space combat, you should take the rest of the crew out of Namek's space. We have no idea what those invaders have in store for us, and I don't think we want to find out, Captain.”
Victoria stared out the window, her aura continued to flow around her body. “The more help, the better, we need to save this planet. I won't stop until they're all eradicated. These aliens, invaders, they have no right to bring an onslaught upon such a peaceful planet. If they're conquering other planets I'll wipe them out.”
Everyone in the room watched as the femme fatal uncrossed her arms, crisscrossed by lines of corporal damage consisting of white essence, escaping the confines of her body. It fed into the wisp of energy like steam. “We have a planet to save.” She turned her head to gaze at the boy that had deceived her. She had no idea how far those lies went, how deep of a grave he had dug, but that was an issue for the morrow. Her haunting gaze flicked to their other companion; Jarka. Something had changed with that cook, not so much a cook now, there was more of an air about her that breathed confidence. Victoria smiled in the female's direction, these were her friends. “The alien's will have no idea what hit them.”
Aboard the shuttle, filled with troops ready for combat, Victoria stood at the ramp as they headed to the surface. The world was in a state of insanity. Not only had the invaders come, but the sudden shudder of the planet by their attack had made everyone shake and tremble. Granted, their attack had slaughtered many aliens in the process, it was frightening and unreal.
The ramp began to slide open and she stared down, hair whipping about her muscular frame, her aura flickering with the teasing wind. Victoria tossed a glance back at her comrades in arms. “Let's light them up,” she said with confidence, and jumped out of the transport ship. Several feet she plummeted toward the city of Ja, the great wall erected to protect the spaceport was nearly in shambles. The woman fell, landing right at the edge of the once bustling town, now filled with invaders wreaking havoc, and attacking that wall with everything they had. The citizens were either dead, or dying, strewn over cars and dead on the sidewalks. It could have been from crossfire, or it could have been from the aliens, but this was war.
Victoria left a small crater where she landed, and slowly she straightened from her crouch. First was the spaceport, and then the city. With her aura igniting to full brilliance once more, her second level of power raging within her body, she charged through the ravaged city toward the vital perimeter of the wall. Flecks of flesh continued to tear from her arms and legs as she ran, her energy ripping at her seams, but it was all for the glory of battle. Victoria had never induced this much energy, she had only ever used the dosage Jeremy had instructed her to, but this was important. Her regeneration replenished her expended core, nearly peaking her toward her true potential, making her a white streak of dangerous light headed toward the focus of the war. Despite the invader ship looming overhead, she had to hope that other allies were dealing with that issue. Her thirst for dominance was here on the soil.
All I ever wanted...
Three…
Victoria removed a hand from the coil, no longer dormant now, as it slowly began to alight with the hidden depth of fusion. Her hand delved beneath the slit cloth of her cocoa colored skirt as it hung alluringly along the right side of her thigh. Her fingers grasped at the clips along the belted section under the cloth, tugging free the small device already loaded with the ingredient that would produce unbelievable results.
All I ever needed...
Two…
Her motions were measured, fingers gripping the injection gun, ready to pull the trigger as it pressed against her left thigh. This would shatter the realities, the possibilities, bring about a world that Sigfried had dreamed of to bring into fruition. She was going to blossom with this phenomenon as it came to a head. Victoria would follow through, take her orders and remain diligent, despite her earlier misgivings. A battery...but what a battery. This is what she had lived for, to explode into chaos that could not be measured. Let them use her, let them see what she had been made to do. Jeremy would be proud.
Was to be like the stars...
One…
A rush of pure condensed energy flooded into her central system immediately following the pressure of her index finger on the trigger. The sound of a raging cry echoed within the sealed room, with its yellow and black stripped floors, and heavy machinery. Victoria's power erupted like a volcano, rising past her base capacity, towering into the thousands upon thousands until finally peaking at thirty-thousand ki. Her palms slammed onto the glowing conduit, now flowing with it's own source of life, burning the flesh upon her hands. Electricity flared around the room, snapping and cascading from the connection, and from her very figure. Light blazed around her body to obscure her, like an angel caught within the apex of a Big Bang. All of her world became a whirlpool of nothing but white, her flesh began to peel away from bare arms and legs, floating and dissipating as raw energy fluctuated around her, an ethereal light shimmering under the flesh of her being. The hunter became a star within space, exploding with true, awing force.
Victoria let loose another mighty bellow and pushed with everything she had. Energy collided from her damaged palms and into the channel, swirling and combining, until particles went to work in releasing the core into the oblivion. Clouds parted, a heavenly wrath was spent against Namek-sei's face, rocks split and bodies were disintegrated even before the ammunition met with the soil. Waves of water built into indomitable tsunami's that ravaged shorelines and toppled small off-coast cities. This was the Wrath of Kai, this was what they had come here for. Those lives lost today would be justified by the goals set forth by their mighty band of heroes. All would be set right.
The white of the room dulled, the light fading to show those bright stripes and the humming technology in her grasp. It was a grand design. She pulled her palms away, raw and bleeding, but all things healed with time. Victoria's energy burned like wings fluttering about from her body, cracked skin glowed iridescent like veins of mythril along her face, arms, and legs. A hiss notified her of entry into the room, a worker wearily checking in on their would-be power supply.
- -
She limped, gripping the male, her usual bubble-gum pink hair dulled to a light shade, nearing white. The reserves of her power were low, but slowly began to rebuild, using her inherit gift to heal at an expectational rate. Bright azure eyes peered down the long corridor, and she gently pushed aside the worker. “I'll be fine,” her vacant voice was a summer-soft whisper, etched by the unbelievable power surging through her veins. She was a star, and she had grasped the intoxicating strength with an iron fist, she wasn't done blazing in the night sky.
- -
“I'm going down to the surface,” her distant gaze was filled with some alien shimmer, a desire for more. This wasn't insanity, this was unlike her first plateau. Victoria needed to expend her energy, she had to save the planet. Their work wasn't done.
“The invaders are preparing weapons, we have to decide what action to take. The canon can't be used until it recharges, and we don't have anymore asteroids kicking around,” Daniel remarked, his gaze shifting to Captain Alexander and the others within the meeting room.
“We'll secure the space port,” Sigfried spoke up. “This ship wasn't designed to take part in aerial or space combat, you should take the rest of the crew out of Namek's space. We have no idea what those invaders have in store for us, and I don't think we want to find out, Captain.”
Victoria stared out the window, her aura continued to flow around her body. “The more help, the better, we need to save this planet. I won't stop until they're all eradicated. These aliens, invaders, they have no right to bring an onslaught upon such a peaceful planet. If they're conquering other planets I'll wipe them out.”
Everyone in the room watched as the femme fatal uncrossed her arms, crisscrossed by lines of corporal damage consisting of white essence, escaping the confines of her body. It fed into the wisp of energy like steam. “We have a planet to save.” She turned her head to gaze at the boy that had deceived her. She had no idea how far those lies went, how deep of a grave he had dug, but that was an issue for the morrow. Her haunting gaze flicked to their other companion; Jarka. Something had changed with that cook, not so much a cook now, there was more of an air about her that breathed confidence. Victoria smiled in the female's direction, these were her friends. “The alien's will have no idea what hit them.”
- -
Aboard the shuttle, filled with troops ready for combat, Victoria stood at the ramp as they headed to the surface. The world was in a state of insanity. Not only had the invaders come, but the sudden shudder of the planet by their attack had made everyone shake and tremble. Granted, their attack had slaughtered many aliens in the process, it was frightening and unreal.
The ramp began to slide open and she stared down, hair whipping about her muscular frame, her aura flickering with the teasing wind. Victoria tossed a glance back at her comrades in arms. “Let's light them up,” she said with confidence, and jumped out of the transport ship. Several feet she plummeted toward the city of Ja, the great wall erected to protect the spaceport was nearly in shambles. The woman fell, landing right at the edge of the once bustling town, now filled with invaders wreaking havoc, and attacking that wall with everything they had. The citizens were either dead, or dying, strewn over cars and dead on the sidewalks. It could have been from crossfire, or it could have been from the aliens, but this was war.
Victoria left a small crater where she landed, and slowly she straightened from her crouch. First was the spaceport, and then the city. With her aura igniting to full brilliance once more, her second level of power raging within her body, she charged through the ravaged city toward the vital perimeter of the wall. Flecks of flesh continued to tear from her arms and legs as she ran, her energy ripping at her seams, but it was all for the glory of battle. Victoria had never induced this much energy, she had only ever used the dosage Jeremy had instructed her to, but this was important. Her regeneration replenished her expended core, nearly peaking her toward her true potential, making her a white streak of dangerous light headed toward the focus of the war. Despite the invader ship looming overhead, she had to hope that other allies were dealing with that issue. Her thirst for dominance was here on the soil.
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