Quinn.
“This is an extremely bad idea. No back up, and no way out.”, Quinn scratched his head. He was in Tony’s personal subspace, inside his body with Orion. Tony warped them inside, leaving body doubles simultaneously. “Well, it’s part of his plan, we just have to find a way to get out of here and release him.” Orion said, tapping his watch. A black skin covered him up to his neck, and a whirring sound came from the suit and Zephyr-1 activated.
“Initiating life support mode.”, it said as a helmet covered his face. “You should do yours too, you don’t know how Jupiter will be like.” Quinn followed suit and soon they heard the roar of a storm. They were here. They looked around as they exited the portal. They were headed straight for the red spot, where a storm the size of a planet raged. They went past that, deeper into the planet, to find that it was a facade.
There was a whole other planet inside the gas giant, protected by a magic circle. The planet was abo
Willow.Three days after the sudden disappearance of the planet Jupiter, NASA picked up a massive stream of data from their satellites. Gravity waves, from the edge of the solar system. There was a sudden burst, then nothing. Gravity waves were one of the rarest phenomena in the universe, at least by human standards. And there was activity everywhere. They were formed by either the collision of two black holes...or the aftereffects of a wormhole. There were no black holes in the recent vicinity, so, the latter was the only option. From their calculations, there object that came in was massive. It could easily dwarf Jupiter, and it kept giving off strange radio and electromagnetic waves. NASA cane to Orion with their data, and naturally, he was ahead of them already.“After comparing my data with them, I can safely conclude that the Faerie dimension is here.” Orion said, bringing up the model of our solar system. A globe was just beyond Pluto, slowly followi
Azeasthrath.Four figures. Dark as night, hidden well in the background, but she sensed them nonetheless. Slendermen. Modified ones. They had been watching her since she entered the school. She went out to buy some bananas, since the ones in school looked like they had just gone through a beat down. She didn’t find any good ones outside either, and was returning to school when she sensed them. She veered off the road leading into the school, and took a lonely path, where no-one was. She teleported away to the hill where Tony and Míriel brought her the first time, but she wasn’t here for the scenery.“If you don’t come out, I’ll just drag you out by your bald face.” She stretched, and dropped her bag. “I’d hate to end this without a fight.” She was being cocky, without knowing their level, but she was also tired of being held back by fear. She was going to face her fears right then and there. The first one teleported behind her, kicking her into the air. Strong, but no
Quinn.“Plasma blades: Singular Thrust!”Quinn smashed into the barrier for the tenth time. He stood up, gasping for air as the toll of using the attack too many times was kicking in. He gripped the hilt of his blade as he sat down on the dome. The news came when he was at the conference, and before Orion could stop him, he was halfway across the continent.“I see you’re busy.”, Orion said over comms. He jumped up, onto the dome, wearing his protective suit. “I was going to bust in and...” Quinn stopped. “Never mind.”, He said after a while. “Its impossible to break.” Orion knelt and touched the hardened grey material. “Nothing’s impossible.”, he said, feeling the material with his bare hand. “Tony could take this in one clean hit.”, he said, sitting down beside Quinn. “He has a reason why he’s not doing that.” Quinn was half listening. He thought of Azea. Something was wrong somewhere, they had never attacked like this before. And he had the feeling tha
Willow.He woke up with a start. His eyes couldn’t focus on anything no matter how much he tried. He sat up, scanning the area. From his limited vision, he saw that he was in some sort of cell. The cell was small, smaller than his room, and its walls were smooth. He could make out runes on the walls that glowed softly. He felt no strength, and came to the conclusion that the runes cancelled his powers somehow, and shut down his Vampiric side. That was why he couldn’t see well. He drifted in and out of consciousness slowly remembering all that had happened. Man, that Original had done a number on him. Then it hit him. Where was Azea?“Azea! Can you hear me?” his voice croaked as he held on to the bars of the cell. The memories were back, and he was fully alert, despite his senses being dulled. “Azea!” he banged the metal, hard causing the sound to echo down the hall. Then he heard something. A soft whisper. Azea’s voice. “I’m here, Willow!”, her voice carried through th
Azeasthrath.She was floating in an endless space. In the far distance, she could see little specks, but they seemed an eternity away. She was one with the subconscious, and it didn’t want her to go. She remembered being strapped down to the beacon, and reaching out to the ocean of Chaos on the other side. She remembered it using her mind as a gate to enter the world, and that’s where she ceased to remember anything. She felt an overwhelming sadness as she drifted, knowing she had probably doomed life as she knew it, all to save Willow. That idiot. She was going to miss him, she was going to miss all of them, and Quinn. She never got to call him old man one last time. The blackness was getting closer, soon she would be consumed and be forgotten.“What are you doing, lying on the floor?” a voice said. She opened her eyes and she was in a field, a large one, surrounded by grassy hills. She could feel the wind on her face, and the grass under her. This wasn’t possible. Sh
Quinn“So we get to Hell, big fiery place, right?”, Quinn sat by the window, eating and telling the others how they managed to get an army. He was still trying to make everyone laugh, since Tony was turned. So far, only Azea seemed to be enjoying the story. “They shot us down immediately we got there, those bastards, they couldn’t even wait. Anyways we crashed and when they came to check the wreckage, Míriel was waiting for them.” He and Míriel glanced at each other before he continued. “She didn’t wait for anyone to explain, and started using them as ping pong balls.” This got a few chuckles out of them, even Míriel.“What happened next?”, Azea laughed, trying not to choke on her beef. Even Willow was grinning a bit. Quinn felt relieved, at least it was working, and they weren’t all depressed. “Well, we went to see Míriel's mother. Wonderful woman, really. She said she couldn’t leave just yet, but, she would help.” He sat back in his chair, sipping on his Sprite. “The
Willow.You’re just a bargaining chip.You were created for this purpose only.You are worthless.Willow was lost in thought again, staring through the glass windows of Zephyr Prime. The droids were doing surprisingly well against the harbingers, with their Tachyon cannons and guns, but in some places the stronger harbingers were too hard to beat. He closed his eyes and tried to block the voice in his head that repeated those three lines over and over. He wasn’t useless. He was strong, and he was going to prove it. To the Unnamed, to his friends, and to the world.New wave of harbingers detected, location: Afghanistan mountains.” A screen popped up in front of him, and he could see the harbingers; tall monstrosities walking slowly across the landscape, destroying anything in sight. “Zephyr, warp me to the location.”, Willow said and rolled up his sleeves. “Coordinates confirmed. Initiating warp sequence in three... two...one...” He was going to
Azeasthrath.They both exploded with power, transforming into the monsters they were in the inside. The Original’s hair grew longer and his orbs were pulled into his body. The Unnamed’s mask broke as the orb inside swelled in size and hands started sprouting from it. The Original grew taller and thinner, his limbs extending to the ground. He growled with feral anger and pointed a bony hand at them. “You will die today.”, he said, in an equally ugly voice. The scythe in Willow’s hand disappeared and reformed in the Original’s hand. His face was gone, even his eyes were receding back into his now blank face. He was turning into a Slenderman. The Unnamed was in the sky already, his hands spread out like branches on a tree. Each of the hands held miniature stars, that pulsed and burnt.In a flash, the Original was in front of Azea. He had definitely gotten much stronger. She blocked with a shield and yelled at Willow to stay alive, before he hit her shield. She was flung