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Paia

PAIA (Personal Artificial Intelligence Assistant), the coordinator and guardian angel of the Ereb Alpha Troopers

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by TheNoremac42

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So begins...

Paia's Story

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It was another normal day for Wing City, the weather was sunny, and the people were for the most part happy. Children were at play outside, parents socialized, the police force did its job, patrolling the city and the business men and women were busy as always. Something then began to change, though. Anyone who looked would notice that every single shadow in the city began to move, sway, and quiver. The shadows would be pulled from where they originally sat in the city, and would head towards the center of the city.

The shadows began to pool, forming a large shadow. The shadow then began to rise into the air like a mist in four pillar-like shapes, then they began to pool again, forming what appeared to be a body while the pillars formed into legs. From the body a tail made from the same shadowy mist formed, as did large wings. Next, the neck and head of the beast formed. There were no scales, there was no true form. There was just a pair of glowing red eyes to complete the form of Draco of the Shadows, the Dragon of Death himself. Lightning flowed through the body similarly to blood, and the electric power from cars and buildings nearby flowed into the body of the Dragon.

He let out a roar that rumbled and shook the very earth beneath the feet of people, shattered the windows of buildings and vehicles, and even killed people from the pain, others had their eardrums pop, and their ears bleed, blood pouring down the sides of their heads as the rumbling continued. Soon it stopped, and Draco flapped his wings of Shadow-mist hard, and he started to lift off the ground, the shadow from the ground he formed from clinging to him like a sludge for a few seconds before falling off and revealing his enormous clawed feet. He flew into the sky, and let out another bellowing roar, a mist coming from his mouth, forming dark clouds.

Lightning Struck down from the clouds, and Thunder roared almost immediately. It then began to pour. Hard.

Anyone with power would hear the Television and Radio suddenly warp for a few seconds. "We now go to our weather-man, Ollie Williams. Ollie?" a voice would ask.

"IT'S RAININ' SIDEWAYS!" another voice would yell at the top of his lungs before the video feed cut out.

"Thanks Ollie." The audio would cut out as well as the signal was blocked from the storm.

Draco flew through the clouds, and then spread his wings, stopping in air for a few seconds. He was fifty feet from the tip of his snout to the tip of his tail, twenty-five feet from the bottom of his clawed feet to the top of his head, excluding the seven feet horns that sprouted from his head. His total wingspan from shadowy wing-tip to shadowy wing-tip was about one-hundred and thirty-six feet.

The lightning that flowed through his body started to condense, and gather in his maw, which hung open as he charged his attack. After five seconds of charging, Draco released the charged beam of pure lightning onto the city, burning people to a crisp, making vehicles explode, and toppling buildings while setting them on fire as well.

Meanwhile................

Storm-Shadow ran through the passages of the secret Ereb Industries facility, narrowly avoiding people as he then leaped into a shadow and appeared in his quarters, grabbing his weapons and putting them in their holsters before heading to the deployment room.

Paia had already alerted the other Ereb Alpha Troopers, including Agares of the situation in Wing City.

......................

Draco had already destroyed at least four city blocks, and landed on the ground, the great pool of shadow beneath him as he roared again, the bellowing sound reaching all corners of the city. The roar was a challenge to all who though they could defeat him.

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Character Portrait: Draco of the Shadows Character Portrait: Captain Agares Narkel Character Portrait: WCPD Agents Character Portrait: Storm-Shadow Character Portrait: Ereb Alpha Troopers Character Portrait: Paia
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#, as written by Lorawr
Jessica looked around the side alley she had just found herself in, after the crowd of people had (not too gently) pushed her in there. Her twitching right hand finally found its way into her bag, and emerged once more with her quill clasped between her fingers. The alley itself was dark, dank, and damp, with the waste and refuse of the street and the buildings that created it tossed carelessly into the shadow of the road. Not that it was much of a road, either. In fact, it was perhaps wide enough for two people to walk abreast of each other - if they could avoid the rubbish that polluted the ground. Jessica looked around, and felt her lips turn down in disgust at how anyone could leave any place like this...but she had to write it down before she could go.

Words and phrases buzzed around the inside of her head, and if she had someone to relay that particular bit of information to nearby, she would have said that it was as though each one was like a tiny person, dressed up as a clown, or in brightly colored clothing, and each one danced to get her attention until she wrote it down. It was almost like a little party inside her head.

Jessica chuckled to herself as she perched on the edge of a discarded wooden stool, and took one of the many notebooks that she carried out of her satchel bag. Flicking through to a clean page, she started to record her adventures of the day so far in a looping, elegant hand. The words seemed to melt from the quill as though they were already there, on the paper, and all it took was the touch of the golden nib to bring the words to light.

So focused on her craft was she, that two pages later, she didn't notice the slightest quivering of the darkness she sat beneath. Humming to herself, she was so involved in her work that nothing could have distracted her until...

...BANG!

The rickety stool that she had perched herself on cracked, and splintered, so that she landed in a most unladylike fashion on the ground, in the dirt, with a resounding thump on her backside. Jessica gasped, and would have squealed in indignation had she not finally noticed the shadows tugging away from their source like a disobedient dog on a leash. And then, that leash snapped, and the shadows whipped past her in one direction - the direction that the general populace were walking in, from the thoroughfare before she had been rudely pushed aside.

Jessica snapped her notebook shut, trusting that the ink was dry, and placed it cleanly back in her bag as she rose, and ran. The heels of her boos landed noisily on the ground as she pursued the shadows, with her quill held protectively in her hand still. Jessica ran, and continued to run, until she found herself in the very center of Wing City itself. In one sweeping glance, the writer took in the sheer beauty of the gardens and the buildings arranged around her, unable to focus on the creature that was manifesting itself in front of her, until she looked at it.

The mass of shadows was under its final construction by now, with a body forged out of concentrated darkness, and Jessica immediately understood what it was, or at least the form it took. Dragon. Lightning flickered up and down its length as it observed the puny characters around it, and instinct alone had Jessica's hand groping the market stall the she had frozen next to. She feared this creature, and its power, and so did all of the other fear-frozen spectators in her vicinity. The only thing that parted her from these was her determination not to become helpless.

From the stall, Jessica pilfered an apple, with her gaze fixed on the dragon creature as though mesmerized. Tears of awe, or fright, or anger trickled down her fair cheeks as her hand immediately moved to the apple, and the quill worked its magic.

'The sweet flesh of the fruit bore protective powers, granting the consumer a temporary shield from the power of light, in all its volatile states'

And then Jessica brought the apple to her mouth, a second after the rouge colored skin had absorbed the black ink of the quill, leaving only the vaguest tracing of a possibility of the words that she had written upon it. Her hand writing was awful, shaky, but the enchantment would hold true.

A single bite of the apple was enough to protect her from the dragons lightning. But then its roar struck her, and the very ground beneath her feet rumbled, and her head vibrated as though she had been struck from all angles with a hammer. Pain lanced up and down her body; red hot, and white at the same time as her sight faded and went black. Everything was color, but there was no light as her ears rang and she was sure that she would never hear or see again. The roar seemed to last a lifetime, and even after the destructive dragon had shut its great mouth, the sound still echoed wickedly off of the remains of buildings.

Jessica never found out how much time passed between that moment, and the moment of her wakening. She was on the ground, her cheeks soaked with the wetness of her tears, with her hands clamped over her ears. And there was silence. Deathly silence. Forcing her body to work through the pain, Jessica forced her head up, and held her hands tightly over her ears as though her head would fall from her shoulders unless she held it there.

Everywhere, buildings had crumbled. People lay in the streets, frozen, either dead or paralyzed with the force of the roar that had been unleashed upon them. Everything was blurry, and nothing made a sound. Shuddering, Jessica wondered if she was deaf. Taking several deep breaths, Jessica took her hands from her ears. Silence still. Until she softly tapped the ground that she had unceremoniously fallen upon. Tap, tap, tap. She heard it. Her once pristine finger nails made the softest sound on the stone floor, but it was sound.

And then, there was a crack of thunder, and a flash of lightning, and Jessica screamed again as rain pelted her, and soaked her quickly through her clothes, expecting to receive another attack. But it was just the weather, and she marginally relaxed.

Forcing herself to her feet once more, Jessica pushed her hair out of her eyes as she looked up at the sky, the golden quill held tightly in her hand still. All was blackness, except for the occasional flash of lightning, and the crash of thunder. But she saw it again, then, that mass of dragon. It was a permanent darkness, refusing to be lit by the lightning that inhabited it, or the lightning that was outside of it. And Jessica knew then, that she had to follow.

She ran. Somehow, the woman found the energy to chase the creature that could cripple her with fear with a single look, and she followed it. Her skin, despite the rain, was warm, she suddenly realized. Her enchantment had held.

And then she froze once more as she tumbled out of a street into a once beautiful plaza that the dragon creature was hell bent on destroying. Lightning flickered from it's maw, and bounced from vehicles, and people, and buildings alike, but she held no fear of it. Protected as she was, Jessica whimpered, and hid herself in the arch that had once been an entrance to a garden. There, she simply allowed herself to be content with watching the monster.

Perhaps when all this was over, assuming she survived, she would write an epic poem about the event. Assuming there was a force to stop this creature, of course.

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Character Portrait: Draco of the Shadows Character Portrait: Captain Agares Narkel Character Portrait: WCPD Agents Character Portrait: Storm-Shadow Character Portrait: Ereb Alpha Troopers Character Portrait: Paia
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#, as written by Gasmask
There was a flash from the rooftops, a figure dancing along the rails and sides of the tall houses and shops. Where there was a sign that would stop it, the figure disappeared with a crack and reappeared just as suddenly as he disappeared beyond the obstacle. Running was what the figure lived for, and this danger was exhilarating.

The runner worked his way though the destroyed city blocks and slid to a halt on one of the rooftops. Felix was his name and that wasn't as intimidating as the huge shadowy dragon in-front of him. It wasn't friendly that was for sure. "You are so fucked." A voice echoed though his head. "Yup. You're fucked."

Felix leaped off the building and into the streets, swinging off pipes and bending his body to the extreme as he looked for survivors of the sudden attack, working his way though the wrecked garden and torn grass till he saw the curious form of Jessica. Felix lifted his hands above his head and dashed though the wreckage.

The wreckage of a car flipped into the air, crackling with lightning from the dragon and landed with a solid crack and screech of metal atop the runner, grinding to a halt slowly. Felix looked back at the wreckage that had been about to cut his life short from behind the writer; Jessica.

"You're so dead if you don't grab my hand." Felix shouted over the chaos, holding out a hand.

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Shadow-Sabre and Verhasst raced down the street, dark matter rifles in hand, towards the destruction. While the police escorted the civilians from the danger zone, the Ereb Alpha Troopers mobilized to combat the rogue dragon. The cyborg super soldiers sprinted through the street, leaping over toppled cars in single strides. They slid to a halt when Draco was in view.

"Paia!" Shadow-Sabre called out on their comm channel. "Give me some intel. Are the Gargoyles and Minotaurs mobilized? What's the view from the Crow's Nest?"

<< Affirmative. Drones have been deployed and are inbound. Supernatural energies are spiking. I'm sensing a strong electromagnetic field along with fluctuation in spacetime. Advised that you stay mobile and flank Draco at multiple positions. Formulating attack plan and plotting unit routes. >>

"Acknowledged." replied Shadow-Sabre before making a global broadcast. "You heard her! Surround that overgrown lizard. Air support is on its way. Stay moving! Storm-Shadow, how's everything on your end? Is your team mobilized?"

The Alpha Troopers formed into rotating strike teams that circled the perimeter of the dragon. They periodically halted behind cover and unleashed a barrage of concentrated pulses of dark matter at the dragon. Their lancers charged while blasters provided cover fire before unleashing a powerful pulse of concentrated dark matter. Then, as quickly as they entrenched, they retreated to another position.

Meanwhile, several large spheres zipped along the streets from every direction. They weaved between the fleeing and flipped cars as they advanced towards the frontline. Upon reaching the core of the destruction, they collapsed and reassembled their outward panels. Titanic robotic figures that towered at nearly a story stood shoulder to shoulder along the streets. The droids glared at the dragon with their robotic crimson eyes. Missile launchers, gatling guns, and dark matter cannons materialized from various panels across their arms, chests, and shoulders. Finally, the assault droids deployed a bombardment of gun fire and anti-matter warheads onto the dragon's flanks.

Dozens of slick black objects zoomed through the air with deft agility, dodging streaks of lightning with super-human reflexes. The drones joined the fight - buzzing about the dragon like flies as they fired their missiles and guns. A bolt of lightning ripped through the air on a direct collision course with a drone, but the fighter shattered into a thousand pieces like glass. As the lightning passed through empty air, the shards reassembled into the black drone several meters away.

As the destruction unfolded, an ominous figure observed from atop Ereb Tower. Two black feathered wings, drenched in writhing darkness, spread out over the city. Penetrating eyes, blacker than the blackest trench of the Abyss, pierced through both concrete and steel into every soul of the city below. His clawed hands clenched as a corrupted cosmic energy coursed around him. Gnarled horns spiraled upward from his forehead. An aura of terrible malice and god-like power surrounded the being like an impenetrable blanket of chaos.

"Yes..." he whispered to himself. "Feed, my new pet. Feed upon their terror. Relish the death and destruction. Cast more souls into the Pit for your master's legion. Destroy and kill in my name and remind these pitiful beings of their place!"

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Character Portrait: Draco of the Shadows Character Portrait: Captain Agares Narkel Character Portrait: WCPD Agents Character Portrait: Storm-Shadow Character Portrait: Erebuz Character Portrait: Ereb Alpha Troopers
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#, as written by Lorawr
Jessica looked around as she crouched beneath the arch, before turning to the stone that she took shelter beneath. Her pen scratched at the stone already. 'And the heat of the day granted the grand arch protection from the destruction caused by lightning and thunder, and sheer titanic force.' And with the final stop on the end of the sentence, the stone shimmered and it appeared as though she looked out at the rest of the world through a fine curtain of water. But she was safe, for now. Power radiated from the small structure like blood from a wound. The enchantment, powerful as it was, wouldn't last long. But she had a few minutes of recovery time.

From her place in relative safety, Jessica watched the dragon, and evaluated her own situation. She was wearing her own typical traveling clothes - leather pants, with her white shirt tucked in. Her leather boots were knee high, and her satchel bag was on the ground at her feet. Her hair though...Jessica was glad she was nowhere near any solid reflective surfaces. Her normally perfectly groomed blonde hair was filthy with settling dust, and tangled beyond recognition almost. Scowling at the dragon, she bound her hair back with a scarf dug up from the depths of her bag.

Settling back on the ground, Jessica watched the dragon as it raged through the city, and buildings crumbled beneath its fury. Lightning cracked several times, and twice it struck the arch that she hid beneath, but the enchantment held. The first time, she flinched, but after that she was too busy trying to plan an escape as the water effect that the shield appeared as faded to little more than a pathetic drizzle.

The last shimmer of the shield faded, and Jessica became acutely aware that she had mere seconds before something struck her. Fear hit her again, but this time, she was prepared. Shouting from nearby told her that there were people coming to contain the situation, and adrenaline began to thrum through her. And that was why the hand that appeared from behind her made her jump.

"You're so dead if you don't grab my hand."

Jessica gasped and spun, her hand going to the knife she carried on her leg as she saw the man that stood behind her. She took a moment to look at him, judging whether or not she could trust him or not. But, at the end of the day, the wild excitement in the mans eyes and his shout over the chaos told her she was probably safer with him. Not that she needed a man to protect her, of course. She stood, taking her time before putting her hand in his, silently reasserting that she was capable of looking after herself.

In reply, she simply grinned and nodded "Lead on"

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Character Portrait: Draco of the Shadows Character Portrait: Captain Agares Narkel Character Portrait: WCPD Agents Character Portrait: Storm-Shadow Character Portrait: Erebuz Character Portrait: Ereb Alpha Troopers
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Storm-Shadow and his team, also consisting of Phoenix Rose ran down the street. "Affirmative, Shadow Sabre, we're in position." The soldier looked at the beast that was Draco as he let out another blast of lightning from his maw, aiming to destroy the drones that flew around him and the buildings in front of him. His tail swung around, narrowly missing the drones and smashing into buildings, making them crumble. Draco, what have you done... Let's move out! Get to cover and wait for my order to fire!" Storm-Shadow yelled. Him and his team then bounded down the street and took cover behind some flipped over cars.

The shots the drones and other Alpha Troopers fired would just seem to pass through the body of Draco. His wings spread themselves, flapping hard, forming a strong wind that made buildings sway, and crumble if they were weak, it also flipped over vehicles and would push away the drones. Lightning started to flash around the city, the bolts getting seemingly larger and larger.

Storm-Shadow observed the dragon and growled, his own growl draconian in away as his right arm had now shifted, becoming a draconian claw that he was using to funnel his own lightning around. "Ready, fire!" he barked. While his team would fire their dark matter pulses, he would lift up his arm and fire his own concentrated bolt of lightning.

The pulses of dark matter would pass through the Dragon, but the lightning would not, it would hit Draco in the wing and the great head of the dragon would turn to look at Storm-Shadow. "I was beginning to wonder when you'd show up, James. You're powers have improved, now let's see if they've improved enough." The dragon said with an amused growl. A massive bolt of lightning struck down from the heavens in-between the Ereb Alpha Troopers and Draco. Once the lightning had vanished, so had the dragon.

"Where'd it go?" one of the Troopers asked in a frantic tone.

"Up" Storm-Shadow would say while unsheathing his Ereb Katana with his Draconian right hand. By now his left hand had also morphed into a draconian one.

<< Storm-Shadow, it is advised you stay on the ground. >> Paia, his AI said. Though it was too late.

Another bolt of lightning flashed, and this time, Storm-Shadow was gone.

Way above the streets of the city, the dragon and the soldier some-what hovered in the air before the soldier vanished and reappeared, aiming to slash through Draco's side with an electrically charged blade, surprised when it actually hit the body of a dragon made of pure shadow.

The dragon opened its maw in another roar before smacking Storm-shadow with his tail. "Didn't anyone ever tell you it isn't nice to strike the one who both saved your life, and made you into what you are?" The dragon mocked as the soldier flew through the air, and down to the ground, where he would smash into the concrete. The fall would have killed a normal super soldier, but ...Storm-Shadow wasn't normal in the slightest. He got back up, and walked out of the crater he had formed.

The dragon seemed to smirk, charging up another blast of charged lightning before launching it straight at Storm-Shadow.

"Everyone move!" a female voice among the Alpha Troopers yelled. She didn't have to say it twice. The soldiers moved back, out of range of the blast.

Storm-Shadow, however, didn't move. He raised his katana to block the blast, letting out his most savage battle cry to date as he did and was completely enveloped in the blast. When the blast was diminished, Storm-Shadow was gone.

The dragon roared in triumph of his victory over what he had created a few years ago, only for the roar to be cut off as the blast he had unleashed was sent towards him from the supercharged blade of an Ereb Katana. The blast slammed into Draco's side, and the dragon roared in pain as it hit, wings flapping hard to stay air-born.

Storm-Shadow then appeared on the ground near the other Alpha Troopers. "That's it. I don't have another blast like that in me." he said, his arms shifting back to normal as he dropped to one knee, breathing hard. After a second or two, he stood again. "Troopers, if you have the amount of control to shoot lightning, I'd suggest you do it. It's the only way to hurt him so far."

Draco soon stabilized himself and landed on top of some buildings, smashing them beneath his feet and body. He then sank into the ground, and the giant pool of shadow moved to a more populated part of Wing City before he reemerged from the shadow, releasing another beam of concentrated lightning, destroying everything in his path. His great tail swung and toppled buildings. He let out another great, bellowing roar. He then let out another breath, this time it was a black mist, and all who inhaled it started fighting among each other to the death before moving onto the next person they laid their eyes on. The great Dragon of Shadow had turned Wing Cities citizens against each other, the darkness in their hearts awakened and burning like raging fires.

A dark, demonic laugh erupted from Draco's maw as he moved through the city streets. He saw a large group of children. "Aw, isn't that precious, the little pure children are cowing in fear before the Dragon of Death. Well, don't worry, it'll all be over soon." he growled as his maw opened and came down upon the group of children, chewing them up and eating them. "Tasty" he growled as his wings flapped again, letting him take off into the air now.

He'd forgotten about the drones, but since they seemed to be not very effective, he didn't need to worry about them.

Now the lightning in his body swirled and concentrated in his maw again, but after the normal charge time of five seconds, he didn't release the blast, he kept charging it, his body glowing brighter and brighter the longer he charged it. After a grueling sixty seconds, he released the blast, not at the ground, but at the sky, and into the clouds. What occurred next would do quite a bit of damage. Lightning seemed to strike at a rate of thirty bolts per second and all around the city. The bolts were seemingly aimed at people, hospitals, and schools, catching them on fire, vaporizing them, or making the buildings collapse and kill all who were inside. While this was happening, Draco let out another lightning blast towards the city, destroying more and more buildings, vehicles and people. The rate of the lightning bolts continued for ten seconds before going back to normal. The people that survived continued to fight among one another like wild beasts.

And all the dragon did was laugh.

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Character Portrait: Sheila Nagala Character Portrait: Draco of the Shadows Character Portrait: Captain Agares Narkel Character Portrait: SOLCOM Character Portrait: WCPD Agents Character Portrait: Storm-Shadow
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Aschen High Space Command
Reverence I 'Nascent Echo'



Off in the horizon, just beyond the city limits beheld a bulbous figure in the distance. The form of this alien vessel was rather easily recognizeable as the Aschen Reverence class planetary assault carrier. The Ship loomed in the distance and yet it silently began to creep ever so closer.

Admiral Shiela Nagala, though originally assigned to oversee the Home Fleet happened to have been in command of this magestic piece of Aschen military technology. She watched as the shadow dragon rampaged through the city. Her emerald green eyes surveyed the flickering three-dimensional representation of the city before them in total silence, despite the cacophony of noise and activity surrounding her.

A moment went by and she raised her slender fingertips, turning the hologram and plotting a wide path around the city. "AI, Perform these maneuvers and prepare for a full broadside, all deck guns primed and ready for discharge." She ordered, and the AI nodded in reply. "Affirmative, executing maneuvers."

Nagala took a step back, then took a deep breath.

"All hands Action stations!" She called out, and what was a low drumming sound of chaos, became an excited state, the crew ran to their stations and everyone prepared for battle. All while this lone raven haired woman stood ensconced in the ships Combat Information Center, surrounded by flickering screens and displays that kept her up to date on her surroundings.

The ship itself lurched forward, and those outside and beyond, especially those within the City itself would hear a deafening crack, which escalated into a low thundering growl slowly increasing in both pitch and volume.

A towering Wing City skyscraper loomed behing Felix and Jessica, however, so did the deafening roar as the three mile long, alien and bulbous Aschen Reverence Class Carrier passed over them. The sounds could be described as standing up close to a fully throttled jet engine. The massive ship passed overhead no more than a thousand meters above them, allowing the pair to fully appreciate the mechanical detail of the belly of this ship. Once the ship had passed over them, it rapidly began to climb and gain altitude, circling broadly around Draco like a vulture eyeing it's prey.

Aboard the ship's CIC Nagala looked on, then turned to the flickering representation of the ship's AI.

"Commence fire."

Nearly a dozen deafening thunderclaps followed, and the ship unleashed a full broadside of Turbo-disruptor shots towards the dragon being, one after another as the volley of green bolts careened towards the beast, each carrying the explosive force of a small thermonuclear explosion, capable of liquefying concrete and metal alike in a violent explosion of thermally expanding air, liquefied debris, and shrapnel in all directions.

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Nare was running down the street, running away from an old lady swinging her purse at him. He didn't understand why that was happening, but he didn't think it would be right to fight back. The mist that was causing everyone else to fight seemed to not affect the recently raised Zombie, as he didn't need to breath anymore. As he kept running, he could see other people were fighting all around him. He barely registered them in his mind as he kept running.

He looked up and could see what looked like a giant shadow monster rampaging the streets. Nare didn't know what to do, so he turned around and tripped the old lady, making her fall to the ground. He didn't care if she were hurt from it though. It freed him from being chased for a little bit of time.

He then yelled over the fighting, "Just what the hell is going on?!" He looked around, wondering just what to do.

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Felix took a tight grip of her hand and started to run down the street, avoiding debris and the crackling energies and mist. The mist around him put his mind into different places, it made him want to attack this woman who'd he just met and he had to say, the most damn fine beauty he'd seen in his life that topped even the jewel-encrusted brown lady he'd met a few years ago.

Felix looked down at their connected hands and refused the mind-altering mess of neurons in that mist and then they shot forward and the air around them would begin to feel tight, almost constricting until the wreckage ahead of them disappeared in a haze. If Jessica's magic permitted it to do so, it was a clean teleport to a skyscraper in a distant cityblock.

The only noise apart from the distant roars and soldiers playing hero was the hum of a nearby aircon behind them. Felix put his hands to his knees and wiped the blood dripping from his nose, panting into the cool air around them instead of the thick, dirty mist that had permeated the city streets a few blocks away.

Felix sniffed and brought out his arms lazily in a welcoming gesture. "Welcome to Wing City."

Hopefully he wasn't talking to just himself.

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#, as written by Kirei
"How...unexpected?"

Those were the first words that came out of a certain man's mouth upon stepping out of a generated spacetime vortex, and arriving at the famed capital known only as 'Wing City'. While its unique, vast architecture - underneath the heavy downfall of rain and bolts of lightning - appeared to be somewhat promising for a man who had seen more of this vast reality than anybody else currently alive, there was something far more pressing at the moment. To be more specific, the gigantic mass of what could only be defined as primordial darkness, in the shape of a dragonoid creature. This certainly wasn't what he'd been expecting.

This was supposed to be his vacation, his time off. That was the reason why he had gone off to this city in particular, which held potential like none other. The amount of people here, of warriors and of magicians, who held talent were far more than he could count through his senses alone. They should've been capable of demolishing any threat within minutes, so the fact that this thing lasted as long as it did was much less than impressive.

Standing on one foot at the point of the tallest skyscraper at the center of Wing City, having gone unnoticed, he observed as many others battled against the dragonic monster. Why were they attempting such a foolish act? What were they hoping to achieve against something that had no definite form? For he, whom had faced eldritch abominations and lived, he had to admit it was laughable.

Looking down upon the city, Protheus Maximus, as the one and only Herald of Darkness, couldn't help but be very amused.

Judging by the amounts of lightning that Draco kept generating, it must've been running on them as if it were blood. Lightning and shadows - what an annoying combination. Having spent the past fifteen minutes analyzing this monstrosity composed of shadows, figuring out what was effective and what wasn't against it,while scaling its prowess and capabilities, he immediately determined that it probably wouldn't be the best idea to go against it.

They were both native to the darkness, after all. It couldn't be helped. Against his better judgment, he stepped off the skyscraper and let himself float in the air, unperturbed by the heavy winds and the powerful downpour.

"It won't be fun if you died too quickly." Protheus chuckled, and proceeded on to chant a series of Ancient Egyptian words.

As he spoke, his words weighed heavily on the air around the city, and slowly but surely, all electrical power central to the city were being cut off, beginning with the upper levels. More importantly, the lights were dying out, machinery were automatically switching off, and self-sufficient devices were beginning to experience malfunctions and shortages, and all the while communication devices were being blocked out by an alien humming. While he couldn't be sure if it would work on the nearby planetary assault carrier, he was counting upon it.

What he was doing was essentially emitting a personally-generated magical jamming signal that would affect all electrical devices and machinery, thereby dampening any attempt by more advanced technologies to engage in combat against Draco, essentially making it easier for the monster to resume its rampage.

Once Protheus had concluded with his spell, he sat back on the skyscraper with a satisfied grin. Now, it would continue on by itself,and due to the magnitude of the city, it quite possibly wouldn't last longer than an hour, but that was more than enough for the devastation to be dealt.

"Are you going to thank me or not... fellow being of the shadows?" He said in an amused tone, directly above the enormity of the city, though he didn't actually expect to get an answer from Draco.

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Shadow-Sabre cursed as he narrowly dodged a bolt of lightning. He dove beneath a fractured slab of pavement for cover. The psychotropic gas was adequately filtered through their helmets, but the same could not be said for the hundreds of civilians that were fleeing from the destruction. Panicked crowds had transformed into violent mobs.

"Switch to stun pulsers!" he ordered. "Paia, have the Minotaurs pacify those mobs with their concussive cannons and make their way closer to Draco."

As the Alpha Troopers assaulted the raving mob with incapacitating bolts of electricity, the droids steadily made their way closer to the source of the destruction. They punched through the crowd with short sonic bursts to stun the rioters while attempting to approach Draco.

When the ground shook at the entry of the Aschen vessel, Verhasst's eyes widened at the sight. "Govno... Get down! Get down!" he shouted over his external speaker before diving under the wreckage of a car. The inferno washed over the landscape, vaporizing civilians and melting pavement into black slag.

"Everyone still alive?!" Agares's voice chirped on their channel.

"Chyort voz'mi!" Nikolai cursed in Russian. "Why the Hell are the Aschen dogs here?!"

"I don't know, but I think they've caused about as much damage as the dragon did... How many do you think that blast killed, a few hundred?"

"That or more... Let's take down that dragon, THEN we'll worry about those bastards..."

"Agreed. Paia, how's that containment field coming?"

<< Activating now... >>

Once the Minotaur droids reached fifty yards from the feet of Draco, they anchored their feet into the molten concrete with massive serrated hooks. Large panels slid open along their chest to reveal two enormous electrodes encased in a glass tube. They sparked to life, generating a blinding light that shot out in a cone towards Draco. There were eight droids in all - two on each side of the dragon. Together, their powerful spotlights washed away every shadow at Draco's feet.

Meanwhile, the Gargoyle drones had formed a wide dome around the dragon - absorbing the lightning bolts that drew near them. Then, as one, they generated a massive electromagnetic field as sparks of electricity danced between the drones. Once the net was formed, every bolt of lightning Draco sent out would reflect back upon him. The drones slowly drew closer and tightened the net.

<< Containment field in place. With that electrical net containing his lightning and those carbon arc spotlights dispelling every shadow, he shouldn't be able to escape or cause any more damage. >>

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#, as written by Kirei
However, as the drones went into position, Protheus had already gone into action. Since his spell wouldn't immediately take effect and disrupt all electricity in the city, he would have to act as support for the dragon in the meantime. Opening up a portal of shadows, he jumped into it, and exited out by the shadow dragon. As he did so and inspected the current situation from above, while levitating in the air, a small grin formed throughout his face.

<< Containment field in place. With that electrical net containing his lightning and those carbon arc spotlights dispelling every shadow, he shouldn't be able to escape or cause any more damage. >>

"What containment field?" Protheus laughed out, quickly unsheathing his dark sword.

As the net were being tightened, the Gargoyle drones suddenly found themselves being sliced apart one after another, the levitating culprit seemingly not even moving his sword as they were. Dashing from one to another, making a ring across the dragon, they were continually diced into nothing more than mechanical parts. With half of the drones wiped out and the net insufficient, before Draco could do the job himself, Protheus disappeared off into another portal and teleported by the eight Minotaur drones. Basking in the face of such intense light, even after closing his eyes he could feel it. And it hurt, a lot, but not as much as it would hurt that dragon. That was why he had to get rid of it.

Now, one might certainly be wondering why anyone would ever aid such a being. Indeed, it was strange for him to be aiding the monster, but not only were they of the shadows and kin, but he was also bored. Somehow, today he felt more like hearing the screams of children than hearing the cheers of triumphant victory.

"Al-buraaq el-mawt. Al-buraaq el-mawt. Al-buraaq el-mawt."

Thrusting his arms out, he chanted the same words over and over, chanting a spell that once again generated a jamming signal. Though he would only be able to deactivate four of the eight droids for now, that would be more than enough. Then, each of their four sets of enormous electrodes suddenly malfunctioned - before dying out entirely, like a lamp would. With the absence of the carbon arc spotlights, the effect was instantaneous, half of the bright light going away.

Once it was gone, he sighed and wiped his forehead as if he'd been sweating. That, of course, was only a gesture since his body was incapable of such functions.

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#, as written by Lorawr
Jessica ran recklessly, trusting her body to move with the utmost efficiency...and it did. Her footing was nigh on perfect as she followed the stranger through the rubble, and ducking wildly at the slightest crack of thunder lest a building collapse behind her. And she had never run so fast in her life. It was sheer excitement, exhilaration, and ecstasy, knowing that any moment a rock could fall on her head or she could be hit by a stray bolt of lightning and she would just cease to exist as a human being. Fear thrummed through her veins instead of blood and made her legs pump harder just as her lungs felt fit to burst. She was athletic enough, yet somehow, the terror of the situation made the colors seem brighter even as she ran past them.

The man in front of her led her unerringly onwards, with her hand clasped in his. Running as she was, she couldn't get a good look at him, but was inclined to trust him from the brief glances that she got of her 'savior' as they ran together. He wasn't all that bad looking, and the fact that she could have a thought like this at this particular moment in time almost made her giggle. Slowly though, the air seemed to become thicker and her thoughts became cloudy.

Who was this man? She should never trust strangers, particularly men like him. She should kill him. Yes, kill him now before...

Jessica stumbled, and almost fell as she tripped over a piece of fencing. What was she thinking? Kill? And then she realized that something was affecting her. Sudden fear consumed her, and she ran faster, clutching onto the strangers hand as though she were drowning.

Abruptly, Jessica became aware of a sort of tension building in the stranger, and then she tripped again, and the horrendous noise of battle and thunder ceased. Jessica landed in a confused heap on the floor by the table she had just stumbled over, coughing as though she had been in a room full of smoke. Her chest heaved up and down as she caught her breath, and she just lay there on the luxuriously thick carpet, her eyes closed as she became aware of the cool room and the battle that continued in the distance. What the hell had just happened?

It took a while, a few minutes, before Jessica finally sat up and dragged herself to her feet. Unsteadily, she swayed, before shaking her head slowly and looking at the man that had...teleported(?) her away as he introduced her to the city. "Welcome to Wing City."

And then, Jessica did giggle at the sheer absurdity of the gesture. She looked up at him, and smiled sweetly as she dropped her quill back into the satchel bag that she had dragged with her all this way. When Jessica spoke, she was still a little overwhelmed by her situation, but she did her best to respond kindly. "Wing City. Thank you...I traveled a long way to be here and...It's wonderful to see the town so clean when I do" She giggled again at her rubbish joke.

Taking a deep breath, the woman whose hair was streaked with grime, and whose nails were cracked and filthy, approached the man and offered him her hand in greeting and introduction. "Hi...I'm Jess"

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Sparks showered all over the woman in the CIC as the strange magical jamming field washed over the Starship like a thick blanket. To the observer, one would look upon this strange alien vessel, and watch as a white light shimmered from front to back, rippling and coalescing along from bow to stern. The Aschen ship yet remained steady as it circled back around.

"Admiral..." The AI reported, turning to Nagala. "I've detected magical interference with our systems, I've directed energies along the shields and am analyzing now. It seems that it's intent on interfering with circuit based electronics, and has little effect on our Integrated Crystal based computron systems." The AI Explained, while a Technician nodded. "The Magically resistant nature of the central control crystals along with our Gel-Crystal based systems has allowed our systems to maintain optimal functionality... I can't say the same for the City below."

The Admiral nodded. "Triangulate the source of the interference and launch Apollo fighters. I want whatever it is taken down." She ordered, as the large Aschen vessel banked broadly around.

"Furthermore our Turbo disruptors seem to have little effect on the larger creature." A Weapon officer reported.

Nagala nodded slightly, and thumbed her chin. "Recalibrate Guns seven through twenty for Anti-Mana burst. We're going to try the Magical Destabilization approach.

The AI nodded. "I'll forward your order to the weapons crews on the appropriate decks."

As the ship circled broadly once more around the City, it let up on it's salvo of weapons fire. It was searching for something, a needle in a haystack perhaps. The AI Was swiftly analyzing the magical energies surrounding the ship, aiming to triangulate them to the source, so that the Fighter pilots could react.

"Prime Missile banks two through seven, Mana Disruptor missiles." She ordered, and the AI nodded it's response. "Priming missile banks two through Seven, Anti-Magic Pulse."

The Reverence came back about, this time it fired a pair of rockets towards the Shadow-Beast, giving off a deafening roar, they seared towards it before detonating in a powerful Anti-Magic Pulse. This pulse would rip through all things magical, temporarily disconnecting powerful magical users from their abilities, accompanied by a painful feedback. Magical constructs and beings would find themselves tore apart at their very form, as the Magical energies were broken and rend from coherency by the interference thrown up by the pulse.

Unfortunately, magical creatures that found themselves in the pulse, would too be disconnected from their magic, and likely destroyed.

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The Troopers of Storm-Shadow's squad switched their guns to stun and opened fire upon the people attacking them. Storm-Shadow himself, however, was still on the ground, but soon stood, blocking the punch of a young man and then aiming a chop to the boy's neck, knocking him out without harm. He then took out his Ereb Blast Pistol, set it to stun, and opened fire like the rest of the troopers.

Phoenix Rose made her way to Storm-Shadow and stood beside him, helping him. "Why didn't you tell me that you were James?" she growled to him.

"Now isn't really the best time to ask that, Phoenix." the trooper responded calmly.

Draco continued his rampage, and as the torpedoes came at him, he laughed as they just phased through him and hit the city. As the Minotaur drones came towards him, and cut off his supply of Shadow, he Growled, charging up another blast of lightning quickly as his legs began to deteriorate from the feet up. He let out the blast, narrowly avoiding Protheus as he assaulted the bots.

Draco let out a roar, and the shadows of the city clumped together, forming moving pools of pure Shadow. The pools would move behind the Minotaur Drones, tendrils of pure Shadow coming out of them and aiming to pull the drones into the depths of the Shadow Realm. Draco then spread his wings as the Reverence came around and fired its newest assault against him. The shells would phase through the Dragon's body, but the anti-magic pulse would work.

Dragons are incredibly powerful beings of magical power, and the anti-magic pulse would both sever Draco's control over Storm and Shadow, and force the Shadow Mist forming his body to start to deteriorate quickly. The Minotaur drones would be freed, and Draco would deteriorate, starting from the end of his tail and the bottoms of his feet. He let out a pained roar as the deterioration continued, the mist simply dispersing and no longer being mist.

The last thing that remained of Draco were two red glowing orbs that had formed his eyes. Before he was fully gone, he left an ominous message in the language of the Draconians. "Si geou qe spical! Wux tepoha sia lex!"

The orbs would then dissipate like the mist that had formed the Dragon's body. The clouds above Wing City would dissipate, revealing the sunshine, which made the pools of Shadow disperse and all Shadow return to its rightful place in the city. The people of the city would be free from the power that forced them to fight one another. All that was left as evidence was the dead, wounded, and unconscious citizens of Wing City, the destroyed vehicles of said citizens, and the many buildings and city blocks destroyed, crumbled to the ground by the destructive power of the Dragon.

The Ereb Alpha Troopers of Storm-Shadow's team all looked at their leader, and he stared back at them through his dark green visor. "What? You expect me to know what he said?" he asked. They all nodded. He let out a sigh. "Sorry to rain on your parade, but the only one at Ereb Industries who knows the Draconian language is Miss. Motzu." he said. He holstered his Ereb Blast Pistol and sighed. His bout with Draco had worn him out, physically and mentally. He couldn't even use his Shadow Transport to get back to the hidden facility of Ereb Industries.

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#, as written by Gasmask
Felix smiled, leaning his head forward and lurching upwards to grab her hand and shake it. "'Lex. Courier." The man scooted over to the nearby window and opened it, sticking his torso out and putting a hand over his eyes to gauge the distance between his home and the large, seemingly indestructible dragon.

"Seems we got a new monster every day, you really picked a heck of a day to jump in this city, Jess." Felix rubbed some of the dirt from his face and spat out the window, getting the taste of that thick dirty mist out of his mouth and the dry blood that was driven out of him by the very act of teleporting.

"Hah, just as exciting as my first day. Where are you from- Wait, am I meant to offer you like my bathroom first?" Felix shrugged and laughed.

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#, as written by Lorawr
Jessica watched the young man bounce energetically from shaking her hand to the window to face her once again, and found herself smiling genuinely as she warmed to this 'Lex character. She shook his hand and followed as he looked out of the window, and leaned against the wall beside him as she allowed her gaze to follow his.

The dragon, although it was in the distance, was immense in size as well as presence, and even though it was little more than a mass of darkness on the horizon, she still shivered as though it could bring down the building she was sheltered beneath. "Seems we got a new monster every day, you really picked a heck of a day to jump in this city, Jess." She looked back at Lex as he spoke to her and rose a brow, not quite able to believe that a city, even this wonderfully large one, could sustain itself while taking that level of destruction near enough every day.

She had just opened her mouth to reply when Lex continued. "Hah, just as exciting as my first day. Where are you from- Wait, am I meant to offer you like my bathroom first?"

Jessica smiled, walking back to lean against a table and regard him. She laughed softly as she replied "You live here, then? A bathroom would be good...I need to get some of this dirt off..." She paused and grimaced as she examined her nails "And I'm from a tiny village in the middle of nowhere...nothing special" She looked up and flashed a quick grin at him "I don't mean to impose...and thanks for getting me out of there"

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The Reverence came about once more, swinging broadly as the dragon was promptly neutralized by the salvo of Anti-Magic missiles housed in silos on the underside of the ship.

Once it swung around in a broad arc around the city, it came to a stop. A low rumble emanating from it's engines while her Commander stared at the holographic readout of the City, devoid of what was once a large dragon.

"Sitrep." Nagala called out, and a Lieutenant turned to face her.

"Target neutralized." He reported.

Nagala nodded in approval, then took a moment to consider the displays. "Bring us in and prepare for ground deployment, Medical and Humanitarian supplies are priority, and then secure the rest." She ordered. "I'll suit up to go planetside myself." She added, turning to leave the ship's CIC.

Once the massive starship above settled in, a brilliant purple light emanated from the bottom of the vessel. This light remained as the Ship too was parked above the city. Eventually Aschen forces would arrive on the ground to assist the WCPD and Local forces in distributing medical and humanitarian supplies and maintaining order in the city.

The setting changes from Wing City to Midland

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Within the hidden Ereb Industries complex, yelling could be heard, as well as crashing. People would notice dents in the wall, and in doors. Chairs, tables, trashcans, and other even entire bunks were on the ground from the rage of the person doing the yelling. In the training room, Phoenix Rose was in the middle of trying to land a hit on Storm-Shadow, her squad leader due to an old grudge she had.

"Why didn't you tell me you were James?!" She screamed, throwing a punch towards the head of the taller male.

Storm-Shadow said nothing as he simply parried her punch and moved out of the way. "James wasn't who I wanted to be anymore." he said, hopping out of the way of a kick then rolling out of the way of another wild punch.

"You could have followed the orders you were given that day!" Phoenix yelled, growling in frustration as she launched another flurry of attacks at her leader, all of them blocked, parried, or dodged with relative ease and fluidity of motion.

"And killed innocent women and children because we were looking for one man? No. Unlike the rest of Omega Platoon, I still had my humanity. I wasn't going to get innocent blood on my hands." Storm-Shadow said.

After Phoenix finished her latest flurry of attacks, her leader would rush her, picking her up and then throwing her down with enough force to break nearly every bone in her body. However because of the augmentations, she was fine, just out of breath.

"Paia, lock down her suit and calm her down." Storm-Shadow said, letting out a sigh as Phoenix wheezed at his feet and coughed. "I don't have the time or energy to deal with her little temper tantrum." he added as he turned and walked out of the training room, walking past some of the other Alpha Troopers, including Agares.

"Get back in here and fight me James!" Phoenix yelled at the top of her lungs, tears of rage sliding down her cheeks though hidden behind her helmet.

The voice of Storm-Shadow would then echo from the very shadows of the complex. "Phoenix, when you learn to stop acting like a child and let go of the past, then I'll talk to you. Until then, I suggest you do something productive, and try not to get yourself in trouble." he said, as if scolding a child.

The body of Phoenix shook as she cried tears of pure rage, letting out another pained, angry scream as she continued to lay on the ground, lashing out an anyone who got near her.

Storm-Shadow went to his quarters, and sat on his bunk, letting out a sigh as he then lied on it. There was only one thing that ran through his head now: "I stopped being James when Draco's DNA was injected into me."

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#, as written by Akiyo
SRA-I crashed into the ground with his pod, making a plume of dust rise two hundred feet. Any structures within five hundred feet lost all their windows and any trees or plants within the same range were torn apart.

SRA-I emerged from the crater and began scanning for life forms.

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