Pulchra Arcanum's Story

And here I sit, at this desk, typing on this universal computer the story of the Last Six. Oh, how long has it been since I addressed such topics? Weeks? Months? Years? Centuries, ears, eternity? Of course, no one can know this but me myself for I know everything. I know everyone. I know all. Some would call such abilities a gift. But I wouldn't call it that. You're think I believe my abilities to be a curse, do you not? Well, to answer that, I don't think nor do I believe this is a curse. It's a calling. I am to spend eternity knowing all until I find one to take my place. But what would happen after that, you ask? Well, I would be no more. I would be erased from eternity. It would no longer be me keeping track of the events taking place nor would it ever be me. But, I refuse to give this calling to anyone else. Not out of spite, not out of greed, not for the sickness of power-hording. I don't wish this suffering upon anyone else. Nor do I wish anyone else to ever suffer.

That's enough about me. While I write this, a small group of Galians are taking shelter on a planet most commonly known as Earth. These Galians are seeking out a new planet for the rest of their people to inhabit. It just so happens that the Galians are coming from a planet much like Earth. After all, it is the Earth of a different universe. They don't call their planet Earth though. No, their planet goes by the name of Galliga. It resides in a universe structure much like Earth's. The different is all the planets are full of life. But this is for another story.

Upon blending in with Earths people, some of the Galians changed. They no longer wanted the Humans to exterminate humans. They had decided to breed with them. And with that, the Spades were created. Before it was known to the humans, however, the Galians left, the leader tired of trying to get the humans into the next world war. He had made his whole team that had came with return with him as well, setting course back to their home planet.

As the Spades generation grew older, the worlds nations fought more and more. There was many problems containing to it all. Politics. Religion. Gay rights. Science. They list goes on. All the many topics continued in an never ending list. But the Spades kept on. They became the greatest minds in the world. Some would even call them all reincarnations of Einstein, Leonardo Da Vinci, Sir Isac Newton, Stephan Hawking, and Niles Bohr alike. Then they all banded together to form a group. A group they called the Spades, thus naming their own subspecies of bipedal species.

Once banded, they started experiments. For what ever reason, they wished to clone themselves, to make themselves more powerful. To expand their species without the need to commit the act of procreation. They started by testing small animals. This included mice, rats, squirrels, birds. Then they went bigger. Small cats and small dogs. Then bigger. Big dogs, chimpanzee's, monkeys. Eventually, they started testing apes and gorilla's. Then humans. They would send some of the members out to receive DNA of the healthiest human babies in the world. No one questioned this as they believed the Spades to be smart and world loving like the great minds they believed them to be. They didn't expect this.

Sixty of the worlds healthiest new born babies were chosen, a sample of their DNA taken in a vial, along with their name, to the Spades headquarters. Here was where they edited those sixty DNA's, crossing them along and giving some of their own DNA to aid in it all. But one of the Spades decided to put just enough into one of the children he was creating to make the child biologically his. As they finished researching and editing DNA and all, war broke out.

The Galians plains had finally taken off long after they had all gone. The world had launched into a world war that eventually hit everywhere but the small islands of the world. As this happened, the Spades loaded themselves and their new infants all into a space-station. Before they took off though, they dumped the First Five of the children who had awoken into orphanages around the world. The Spades had put small, undetectable computer chips into the back of the neck of each child. This computer chip didn't only tack the child through their life. It gave access for the Spades to manipulate the dreams of the children, and little did they hesitate.

Once in space, they Spades continued on experimenting. Their were times when one of the subjects would wake up. These children either drowned in the ectoplasm in their cylinder or their plug was pulled by their watcher Spades member, as each member was assigned to his or her own child, sometimes two. Over the years they lost all the children but six from various reasons that included Galian invasions, plug-pulling, drowning, and failure of tests. Then it happened. The first of the Last Six awoke after a Spades member tried pulling it's plug for no reason. It used the powers it inherited to get out of the cylinder, with such waking the others and helping them out.

They was when they realize the life in the computer was a lie. It was all pretend. Weather they were a king, a President, or anything else important didn't matter no more. All they had left was each other. That's what I told them, or, rather, am telling them. I had appeared on the ship in front of the naked six. The Spades members had ran in shouting, then stopped in my presence. Then wanted to know what happened and why. But all I could tell them was what had happened. The Last Six had awoken. And as we speak, the First Five are closing in by the second.

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Omnes Agnitioni, the All Knowing One, had appeared in front of the Last Six. They were each standing in a pile of glass and green slim from their hibernation cylinders, naked and dripping in green goo. Omnes hands each of them a dark cloak. This form of Omnes is his younger form, his cloak already on but the hood pulled back. His eyes completely blacked out, no pupil visible, no whites visible. His forearms, hands, face, and head, completely covered in markings that continued down on his skin beneath the cloak. He appears to be hovering slightly off the ground, his cloak not reaching the floor and his feet not being seen.

"Be not frightened of me. Be not frightened of me." Omnes spoke, his voice doubled in harmony; one deeper, one younger, speaking at the same time and echoing off the walls. For any normal human, it'd be considered the voice of a god. "I am but thee All Knowing One. All, I see it. All, I know it. All, I know it." He spoke again, the same dueled effect happening and the echo following as he paused and made eye contact with each.

It wasn't too long for a Spades member to come running in. Baldwin Yikes. As he ran, he yelled into a walkies-talkie. "I heard a noise, sounded like glass breaking. I'm on my way to-!" He stopped in his tracks, shock on his face, when he saw Omnes and the Six. After a moment of staring, he spoke into the talkie "We have a code RED7777. We have the Six awake and...and....the All Knowing One."

Hana Ambrose

It was a brisk night, Hana's parents weren't home as she stood upon the balcony, letting the cold breeze push onto her skin, letting her night gown and hair flow and ripple around her. She took a deep breath as she continued walking closer to the edge of the balcony, placing her trembling hands upon the railing of the ledge. Her breath was shaky and as she exhaled she could see a fog come out of her mouth...it was as if she were a ghost already...it was about time she ended it.

She began lifting her foot up upon the ledge...she was so cold...she was about to continue...

But he stopped her. Nicholas.

She shoved her face into his chest, continuing to cry as he stroked her hair trying to calm her down. He wrapped his arms around her, he brought her warmth even in the cold winter air. They talked throughout the rest of the night, he told her how worried he was about her and she told him how she felt...she had promised to make her life better...to face her fears and to not let sadness get to her...he had saved her.

He began to bring his lips closer to hers...it was going to be her first kiss...and she wouldn't regret having it go to him. 'It's like a fairy tale' she thought to herself as she followed his lead. Their lips were close...about to meet...

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A loud sound of shattering glass shattered around Hana, causing her ears to ache in pain. She coughed on the ground wondering what the hell happened, wondering if all of that was just another one of her dreams. But as she was thinking all of her thought processes stopped when it hit her how cold she was. She looked at herself, she was nude and her body covered in some sort of translucent green liquid. A red blush shone on her face as she covered herself.

She began shivering, not only due to her nudity and how cold it was, but also to her fear. She scanned the room around her and as she looked, she noticed others. They were on the floor as she was, covered in the same green liquid, and...well, nude. It was extremely embarrassing, the presence of a boy in their company making it a lot worse...he was the first guy she had ever seen naked...and the circumstances weren't close to being anything romantic or intimate.

Suddenly, another male appeared in front of all of them, at his sudden appearance she shuddered and let out a faint gasp. But this man wasn't ordinary, and at least he was clothed unlike the other boy. He offered them cloaks, and without hesitation Hana took one, covering herself. She had so many questions, specifically, 'What's going on?' but she didn't have time to ask...just to listen.

He spoke, his voice like no other she had ever heard before...like that of an angel...or even a god...was that what he was? For now she guessed she'd just stick with 'The All Knowing One' seeing as that was what he introduced himself with. Soon after what the All Knowing One had finished speaking, another man entered, yelling frantically...he referred to six being awake, and to the All Knowing One...hopefully this man had answers...she guessed that they were the Six he spoke of, but what did that mean? The fact that the man was panicking about their awakening worried Hana, so she opted to pay attention to the All Knowing One's directions before anything else.

Miko Sasaki

It was around two in the afternoon when Miko finally woke up from his sleep. He stretched like a lion within his bed before he finally sat up, somehow still groggy after all the sleep he had. Most of his clientele asked for readings from the afternoon to night, and it was the only way he could afford the place he was staying at, so he made the sacrifices to his sleep schedule that he had to make.

Yawning, he crawled out of bed, stumbling onto the floor. After hearing his stomach growl with hunger he decided not to bother with showering or getting dressed until after he ate. He walked out of the room, his attire consisting of an unzipped hoodie and boxers as he managed to poor himself a bowl of cereal to eat. He plopped down onto the couch, turning on the TV to watch the news while eating. He enjoyed watching the news, especially in turbulent times such as these where you never knew what could happen next.

He flicked from news channel to news channel, scanning the information before he finally ended up on one news channel showcasing an alleged shape shifter. When he saw what they were reporting his jaw immediately dropped. His eyes attentively scanned the screen, searching for any semblance or trace of photoshopping or video editing that could have been done to make it seem like this person was a shape shifter, but he couldn't detect any in the slightest. He was about ninety percent certain that this shifter was legit, but the only way to be a hundred percent sure would be to check in with the All Knowing One of course. But he was intensely curious to find out about this person if they were to turn out to be a real shape shifter...he wanted to meet someone like him, someone with abilities that made them different from the rest.

Turning off the TV, Miko closed his eyes and focused on summoning the All Knowing One, before text reading 'Not Available' appeared in his mind. He growled and grumbled to himself, frustrated. "Is the guy still pissed at me?" He asked himself out loud. Shaking his head he decided he might as well take a shower and try again, stripping before stepping into the shower and turning it on.

"This is impossible!" Zerxes sat at his desk, breathing heavily as the glow projecting from his computer screen reflected off his glasses. His eyes skimmed frantically through each coding that he had recorded upon his database, regarding each and every experiment he had assisted with. His fist found itself diving into the keyboard, causing numerous keys to become lose and break a part. "I've gone through each and every possibility..." He hesitated, swaying away from the screen on his leather office chair, slowly removing his glasses, "and yet, the result is still the same." He exhaled heavily, brushing his pale hand through his hair.

His mind was trying to comprehend the fact that he had failed to create a successful clone. He wasn't a human being, so why did failing seem so natural? After hours of collecting data, observing other scientists at their work and adding many adjustments to his previous experiments, failure was still the final outcome. What was he doing wrong? He sighed lightly, realising that he was letting his human traits get to him again, before facing the computer screen again. Practise made perfect and Zerxes was willing to spend as much time as possible, reaching for perfection. "Wait a second..." His eyes widened, as he hovered the cursor over a file. 'The First Five' What exactly had he stumbled upon.

SMASH!

The sound of smashing glass raised Zerxes' suspicion as he flung out of his seat, retrieving his spectacles and placing them back over his eyes. "It couldn't be..." He mumbled. Without much thought, he dashed out the room, leaving the door slamming behind him whilst the walkie-talkie within his lab coat echoed. "We have a code RED7777. We have the Six awake and...and....the All Knowing One." Zerxes' hasty dash had slowed into a gentle jog as he went into thought.

Code RED7777? We succeeded with the last of our experiments? ... That must be why he's here. This is extraordinary.

For some strange reason, his mouth started to gather more moisture than usual, as the scent of the gooey green liquid became stronger. The tension was so high that he could feel it, and he didn't like that one bit as he strolled into the room next to Baldwin. He seemed shaken. He had a reason to be.

"The Human body is truly disgusting." He said, whilst adjusting his glasses. "Baldwin, do you realise what we have achieved?" He turned to look at him again, only to realise that one of them had developed a grudge very quickly, as some sort of weapon had formed. It looked like it had an intent to kill. Slowly easing back, Zerxes finally began to realise the situation he was in. Each and every one of them posed a threat, they were super-weapons that he assisted with creating. Beings that could pose much danger without much effort at all. He had to be smart about his next move, he had to keep them calm. But that would prove hard, seeming how the All Knowing One was present.

As Zerxes saw it, he had three options. Run, Attack or Negotiate. As tempting as running seemed at the current moment, doing that would only prove that all their time spent creating such magnificent beings would only be in vain, their leader wouldn't be satisfied with that either. Attacking would be suicide. Leaving one other possibility.

Taking a step forward, Zerxes began to speak, using nothing but complete improvisation. "I know you're confused, and I know you're all scared. Worried. And angry to know that the lives you once thought was very real, was only a figure of your imaginations..." He paused, glaring at each and every creation. He wasn't a man to give out sympathy, he didn't believe in that. "But as far as I see it, we created you. We gave you life. We made you into what you are, the least you can do is offer us respect for what we have done for you all." His voice trembled a little, knowing that he had no defences against such beings, but he was buying time. Not only to think of a way to get out of this issue, but overcome it also. Failure wasn't an option.

"If what you're saying is true, then I have but one question...What now?"
"You open your eyes to the lies you've been living." Omnes said, a smile nearly appearing on his face. He would have continued to explain to the six, but, of course, the Spades had to intervene, as always. And that wasn't all, one of the Fist Five, Miko, was trying to summon him. Omnes would have went, but he had much he must do to prepare the last Six before he may even leave them behind. So, he sent this to poor Miko.

Hopefully he wouldn't be too upset. Omnes watched the scene rolled out just the way he knew it would. Bel taking precaution while trying to act casual. Baldwin being slightly shocked for Omnes presence and shocked at Zerxes taking everything so easy like there's not a chance their experiments can strike any moment. Omnes listened as Zerxes speak and found that this what his chance to aid into this. This would someday become Ombes' downfall, and he knew that. But it's his duty to do these thing.

"Respect is what thou must show thy fathers, is it not? Omnes said, his voice doubling again but with a more deeper voice as he donned his hood. The moment the fabric of his hood touched his head, he grew. He went from looking the young, innocent, weak age he did to looking old, cruel, and powerful. He mostly looked this way around the Spades as a way of intimidation and to show them he wasn't just some kid. The marks that covered his skin spread out until not a millimeter of pale skin was shown. His eyes took on a new darkness as they deepened into his face. A long grey-blue beard growing down to over his chest. He no longer looked little, malnourished, or weak. He looked big, almighty, and powerful. His cloak seemed to grew old and worn with him, making his newly appeared muscles look more bulbous. His hands grew to that of a child's nightmare monster with long claws like finger nails.

The transformation took less that a minute, but seemed to last hours. After giving a look to the two Spades members, he turned back to the Last Six, instantly turning back to his young form, hood over his. "Would you two like to explain, or shall I?" Omnes said, his voice still dueled in harmonized young and old. He was clearly asking the Spades members.

Baldwin took this chance to speak. First, he retorted at Bel who said something about them having a degree of power over them. "First off, you have no degree of power over anything! We created you, not the other way around!" Baldwin yelled at Bel, his eyes cold and angry. "Secondly, you have no authority here either, Omnes!" He added, this time glaring at Omnes. Omnes simply widened his eyes and a small amused smirk appeared on his face. "And lastly, you don't get to ask questions!" He said, turning back to the six. "Your not suppose to ask any damn questions! Just listen and obey! That's what you do!" He put his head down, raising his hands to rub his temples. He was obviously tired.

He walked over and sat in one of the chairs beside an empty cylinder. "All you need to know is we didn't expect any of you to actually make it to these last stages, but you did. Now, all you've got to do is forget the lives you lived. Those were simulations full of testing. No matter how real it felt, you need to realize none of it was real." He paused and looked up, his hands now on the armrests of the chair. "You've all been sleeping a hell of a long time. It's time to wake up, children, and open your eyes to the real world." He didn't know it at the time, but Baldwin just restated Omnes' answer from before. Baldwin stood, glanced over the Six, and walked over to Zerxes. "You can take it from here. I need a serious break." At that, he walked out of the door.

He went down the hall, to the left, and into the Simulation Room. This is the room where most of the Spades members who became tired of living in this space ship with nothing to do would go. He stepped in the room. In the room was many other rooms, each with a metal symbol on the front that represented the name of each member, for each member had their own personal simulations. Finding his being the second to the right, Baldwin opened the door to the small room. There's only room for one person. He leaned against the slightly inclined wall, putting his arms down to his side and laying his hands flat against the wall. Three metal straps came out of the wall. One going over his ankles and connecting to the wall on the opposite side. One going over his thighs and connecting to the wall on the opposite side. And one reaching up and over his forehead to the opposite side of the wall.

He took a deep breath. Inhaling then exhaling. Before closing his eyes and letting the simulation take his. He was now in a night club. Not a normal night club though. This was one of those night clubs that only play futuristic songs. By the sound of the music, someone was fighting. And they were. He loved his simulation. And he knew he'd live another day.

Back to Omnes and the Six. Could he give more answers.

"W-what!?" Zerxes turned and simply watched his partner leave the room full of potential threats to man kind, completely abandoning him to fend for himself.

That bastard...

Zerxes faced the group once more, putting on a complete pokerface as now more of the experiments had begin to awaken properly. This wasn't good.He looked at each and every one of them in their eyes, while his throat seemed to dry up, making it particularly difficult to swallow. He pressed his fingers together, slowly licking his lips as time was running short.

"Ok, someone has a lot of explaining to do, so please, do start." The most recent one to awaken properly had already became aggravated with Zerxes, she had every reason to be.
"Alright." Zerxes replied hesitantly, taking a seat on a desk nearby. The scent of the green goo hung strongly in the room, only adding to the sheer tension that he was feeling.
"As explained before, you all have been created by our free will. We moulded you. Sculpted you. Formed you in our own image, not out of greed, not out of satisfaction.." He stuttered a little, looking down to his feet knowing that they wouldn't take the realisation well, and without the presence of any of his colleagues and his leader, things weren't going his way at all. "Anyway, your lives were nothing but a mere simulation that your minds had created. None of it was real. None."

He paused, adjusting his glasses as he moved towards the nearby 'window', glancing out of it calmly. "Matter of fact, this is the real world. Where you're located right now, is in the middle of space." He turned back to face them, breathing effortlessly. "Strange isn't it? millions of miles filled with nothing but junk and rock. But oh no, that's not all." He shook his head, feeling the need to tell them everything, since this was their lives now.

"There is a war going on. Perhaps this was the sole reason of which you were all created. You are weapons. Nothing more and nothing less." Zerxes' tongue seemed to roll with each syllable, as phonically, his voice seemed to become more intense like a snake with a tongue overwhelmed with venom. Zerxes' seemed to be much more relaxed right now. "What ever emotions you thought you felt, people you thought you had feelings for, events you thought you'd never forget. They are all irrelevant. What you should be thinking about is the fact that your homelands are under threat, your biological parents are facing death head on, thousands, if not, millions of beings have already lost their lives. And for what?" He stopped briefly, realising how believable he may of been. These weapons were vital for this war, and he wasn't willing to lose the war, or his experiments for that matter.

Despite the horrid transformation that the All Knowing One had completed in doing (some things are just not meant to be seen), Zerxes' gathered the courage to look at him. A simple glance was enough to test any being's courage. Luckily Zerxes' had just about enough to do so. "As for you, Omnes."
"You have no right here. Your presence here in itself, is utterly unacceptable. Trying to comfort these creations like you're 'God', Pha! Please." The same venomous tone that he once had, appeared once more as the glance from behind his glasses had not shifted one bit. "If anything, you should be telling them the same thing I have just told them about! There's a war going on and what the heck are you doing? Fucking nothing that's what! Who do you think you are, strolling up in this ship, talking to mycreations like you own them!?" The human emotions that Zerxes' desperately attempts to hide away, started to become clear again. It happened once in a while, as it happens to be that emotions are extremely difficult to control, even with a more developed brain.

"Our leader deserves to be God. Not you." He finished, deterring his attention from him and back at the creations.

"Now you have two options. Do as you're told or..." He reached for this strange device, one that was given to each and every scientist that was responsible of handling the experiments. Shaped like a gun, each 'bullet' contained highly concentrated chemicals, specially made to 'dispose' of failing experiments. As you can imagine, these devices were used regularly. He aimed it towards them, showing no let up.
"Each and everyone of you die."

Hana Ambrose

Hana let out a relieved sigh when the boy accepted the robe Omnes had given him, and put it on, at least he was modest, unlike many other men she had met in her life...if what that was could even be called her life any more...Hana shook her head, no...that couldn't have been fake This had to be a dream or something...she found herself desperately pinching at her arm, but to no avail, she didn't wake up from this nightmare. Then they had to have been kidnapped or something...but if that wasn't the case, she knew she was in complete denial, the All Knowing One told them their "lives" were a lie, and unless he was working with the others, it was the truth.

She found herself beginning to breathe roughly as things continued...she was beginning to panic...whatever was going on needed to be resolved, but what was she going to do about it? Her powers were useless offensively, she turned to the boy, he seemed to be the only one fully awake other than her out of the six of them. She was utterly shocked at how calm he was, sending a pleasant 'good morning' to the five of them. He was obviously much more in calm in this situation than she was, and she hoped he had some idea of what to do, and her hopes were fulfilled when she noticed him create a makeshift spear of sorts out of the metal of the ship...his powers were much more useful in this situation, in opposition to hers, which although could be helpful during their escape for surveillance and such, were of no help in initiating it. She began to move closer to him slightly, gravitating towards him in case he decided to attack and lead the way for escape. He had began to ask the man who bolted into the room questions, which was good...they needed answers.

However, it seemed like the boy got his answer to what the Code was when another man burst into the room, Code RED7777 must have just been something to alert the others of their awakening. The man seemed to be quite nervous, and Hana confirmed it, seeing notes of nervousness in his face with her heightened sense of sight; the slight perspiration, the small muscle convulsions and twitching. Hana returned her sight back to normal, waiting to see what he had to say. Those men had created them...the thought sent a chill down Hana's spine, causing her to swallow, her throat dry and in pain.

Omnes had made a transformation of some sort as he and the first scientists seemed to bicker among themselves. Hana took that time to try and regain her composure, but her attempts failed completely once Baldwin began speaking.

"All you need to know is we didn't expect any of you to actually make it to these last stages, but you did. Now, all you've got to do is forget the lives you lived. Those were simulations full of testing. No matter how real it felt, you need to realize none of it was real."

With that, he stormed out, leaving the rest to the other man. He had merely repeated what Omnes had said...but the way he said it...just his voice as he said it caused Hana to tremble and caused her to begin to hyperventilate. She tried to maintain herself, but everything was just going so fast...she wanted to go back to her old life...to the way things used to be...but she had to ask herself, why did she want to return to a lie? And, was her "life" ever really that good in the first place?

Soon, another girl out of the six of them grew to full consciousness, robing and demanding answers. The other man began elaborating on things, the point that they were created by them and that the lives they had lived before were nothing but lies kept on being reinforced repeatedly. The repetition of those facts was bringing Hana to her breaking point. He seemed so vile, so prideful in the fact that he was their creator and he seemed as though he had such menacing plans for them in the way that he spoke. She could feel tears forming in her eyes as he continued despite her attempts to stop them. He then spoke of a war that was going on in the real world, shocking Hana even further, and when he was done explaining, he drew a gun on them, threatening that if they dared go against their will for them to fight in the war, that he would kill all of them. With that Hana found herself near collapsing, leaning on the wall for support as she looked down to the ground, feeling as though she was going to puke.

The other boy responded almost immediately, he had directly opposed the man whose words were full of malice and anger, a feat she would never be able to do. He had revealed that they didn't have the power that they claimed to hold over them, and refuted the man's claim that he could kill all of them with his weapon, further refuting the idea that he would kill all of them with the fact that the six of them were near irreplaceable, and that they were probably in a desperate need for each of them. Hana was worrisome about how intimidating the boy was but found solace in the fact that at least he was on their side...

"I'll readily comply to fighting in this war as long as I know what I'm fighting for."

Hana could feel her stomach drop when she heard him say this. He was going to fight for them? Even after all that was happening? Hana wondered for a moment whose side the boy was truly on, but eventually decided that what he was saying was right, who knew, maybe these guys were actually good, and just had to take desperate measures to stop a great evil. But on the flip side what if they were the destroyers, what if the were the "bad" guys. Hana knew that there was never really a "good" or "bad" side in war, but what if she didn't agree with the side these scientists were on? Would she still have to fight for them?

She supposed that all lied in what side the others were taking, she didn't have a strong power, but the boy, and possibly the other girl did. They had the power they needed to either escape, or win the war for these scientists. She could feel tears begin to fall down her eyes, she was powerless...her fate lied in the hands of the others...they probably wanted to break them, and she knew that she was just being more of a hindrance by breaking out into tears...she needed to at least seem strong, or they would know that they had power over them, what the boy was attempting to do would be for nothing. Hana regained her composure, her breath still somewhat unsteady.

"You may have created us but that does not make you our masters..." She said, actually speaking out, "Treat us like people...not just creations, and give us some time to come to terms with this new world we've been thrown into. If those conditions are met, along with his..." she said, nodding over to the boy, "...then I'll fight for you." She could feel herself shaking, but assumed it wasn't visible unless the person looking was close to her. She was surprised about what she did, and was somewhat proud of her feat of courage. To be honest, she wasn't going to immediately fight for them if they met her conditions, she needed to be fully aware of the situation before picking a side...but it didn't hurt to let the man think she would join him if he met her conditions.

"My oh my.." Zerxes stuttered a little, observing the monstrosity of a weapon that was pointed before him. "A railgun eh? That's impressive. Looks like we really outdid ourselves." He adjusted his glasses once more, slowly withdrawing his gun. "But what do you suppose will happen once you fire such a weapon? Have you considered the consequences? Depending on the force, I certainly doubt that this ship will be able to withstand...And tell me, do you think you'll be able to breathe in space?"

Zerxes smiled under his breath, admiring this brave creation. He had a lot of courage, and that was something they all needed for such a task. Although, he was right about many things. They're called the Last Six for a reason. They cannot be replaced. Belphegor's well worded speech had made Zerxes' realise that mere force will not work with these creations. They have intelligence and human emotion, it was clear to him now that they had to come on some sort of terms with each other. But Zerxes' is only one scientist, it amazed him at the fact that he was managing all this somehow, perhaps his leader will notice his superiority. He could only hope.

"I'll readily comply to fighting in this war as long as I know what I'm fighting for."

"Is that so?..Well.." Zerxes trailed off, rubbing his fingertips across the surface of his chin slowly. I suppose this is good enough...With this one complying slightly, the others should follow suit.. He thought, taking a particular glance at the female with seemingly warm coloured hair, who appeared to be completely unprepared mentally for such a thing. Well for a short while anyway.

"You may have created us but that does not make you our masters...Treat us like people...not just creations, and give us some time to come to terms with this new world we've been thrown into. If those conditions are met, along with his...then I'll fight for you.

"More terms to be met? I guess I have no choice. Just make this clear, if I meet your terms, each and every one of you will co-operate with us willingly." He said firmly, eyeing Belphegor particularly. "Now then, let's make a start." It was strange for Zerxes to comply to anyone besides his Leader, but at this current moment in time, he had no choice. He had to start behaving...A little human. He looked over to the female and swallowed his pride a bit, extending his hand out to her. "I'm Zerxes, one of the scientists that created you...What was the name you required in your..Past life?" Due to saying this, Zerxes had developed quite the taste in his throat. It was horrid. Nodding slightly, he then addressed the rest of the Six informing them of the war.

"You see this isn't any normal war. This different beings risking their lives for dominance. The Humans address it as 'World War III as it isn't just once country fighting another. It's the whole planet fighting against an intruding race...Aliens. They are officially known as Galians." He sighed deeply, removing his glasses, returning the cold look on his face. "Each of the scientists on this ship, are descendants of the Galians...That includes me. Now before you start getting impatient, we're also half Human. Despite the fact that we share traits, does not mean that we share intentions. For what ever reason, the Galians have decided to attack the Human planet, maybe because during their time living on the Earth, they have learnt that Humans simply can't deal with war as efficiently as the Galians can. They are a greedy race."

"Now before you assume that they're green and have ridiculously sized antennae, the Galians actually appear to be human. What separates them, is what lays in their chest. But enough said about that. You see, there used to be more of us.. Until we were slaughtered by the Galians. Like the Humans, we have a mutual hatred for them. But the Humans are slightly...Stupid. You see, with all this going on, they're slowly wiping themselves out also, making the job simple for the Galians..." He trailed off, ensuring that each and every one of them understood the current situation. "This is where we step in. We created you for this sole reason. To stop the corruption...To eliminate the Galians. Everything clear?"

What Zerxes had forgot to mention was the fact that they also hated Humans for their influences of war and their carelessness. With the Galians out of the way and the huge blow in the drop of Human population...The planet would be there's for the taking. Talk about killing two birds with one stone. He thought.

"You're a liar! You just want the world for yourself! For all the things I have see you are the most conceited, arrogant and selfish race I have ever encountered, who cares if it was real or not! What way it you thought? 'Killing two birds with one stone'? I don't know about these guys behind me but I am human, I don't care whether I'm clone or not! I will not help you destroy my race!"

"And you wonder why your race is suffering so dearly? You amuse me." Zerxes chuckled, under the sight of the hot-headed female. She was the most recent to wake up now, but judging by her sudden knowledge, Zerxes had figured that she must be the Psychic. An unique gift, but perhaps the most effected by human emotion. That was her flaw and it showed. "You can barely keep your cool after hearing so little, and yet you're ready to kill the only person in this room that can give you any assistance at all!" By now, Zerxes was glaring sheepishly at the girl. She had a lot of courage, despite her size.

"Your race is raging in a war not only by an alien race, but by their own also- and yet you wonder why we think of you so lightly? None of you use common sense, instead you let your pitiful emotions fuel your actions." His tongue was waggling freely now- he knew that he had to stop what he was doing.
"Now listen to me you foolish girl, I've already met your terms. I am willing to comply. Now, don't you think that you're being a little too rash?" His hands gripped onto her wrists tightly as he exhaled a little calmer than originally.

"You're a clone. Calm the fuck down."

Zerxes had pushed her back towards her group, addressing all of them once more. "If we were going to create you, just to kill you off, wouldn't that sound stupid? I'm offering you all a chance to save the remaining percentage of your race. A chance to experience real life. A chance to change how things are- Don't be so rash." He sighed, turning his back towards them.

"Now if you're willing to take my offer, follow me. I'll be taking you to the escape pods, from there you'll be on your own, understood?" He paused, glancing back at Omnes again. "And you...Don't you dare step back on this ship ever again-You piece of trash!" With that, Zerxes headed towards the electronic door. Damnit it, I can't believe they actually left me to deal with everything. Especially you...Baldwin.

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"Oh, Zerxes. When will you learn? You know, in the timeline over, you were much kinder and braver than this."

Zerxes cringed at the thought of Omnes's words. A horrible taste developed in his mouth, as if an insect had flown right in the back of his throat, forcing him to swallow it.
"Spare me your foolishness Omnes- We both know that's not the complete truth." He paused, coming up to the control panel which prevented the escape pods from being misused. He put his glasses back over his eyes, inputting the code which disarmed the security lock, exposing the escape pod. It was their biggest escape pod, instead of the singular escape pods, this was a group one...And yet it still proved to be compact. What it lacked in size, it made up in performance, reaching speeds which would be perfect for an emergency escape. It's door lowered down slowly, allowing steam to escape from its body. A dim blue glow illuminated from the inside of the pod, revealing the complicated controls and it's tight and compact build.

It's been a while since I've seen this thing.. he thought as he glanced at the controls. There were six seats, two had access to the controls while the others were closely placed behind. The computerized voice echoed "Emergency pod- Status: Perfect."

Zerxes looked back at the group while typing away at the control panel. "Now I don't expect you to know how to control this thing- so just in case, i'm putting on auto pilot." He paused, glancing at Belphegor. "I expect this to be returned in perfect condition, understood?" He said firmly, before gesturing to them to get into the pod.
"Now get a move on."

"Heya, Zerx."Zerxes flinched at two things: One was the sound of Baldwin's mono-toned voice, which seemed to go through him every time. The other was that disgusting nickname that Baldwin would frantically use, which caused much annoyance.
"What'd I miss?...They turned out pretty good, eh? None too...dis-human, huhm? None with, like, tails, or cat ears, or fuckin' whiskers."

Zerxes glared at Baldwin for a moment. That little bastard...Who does he think he is? Disappearing-leaving me to deal with potential threats..Leaving me to explain every thing...Heck I could have died if I wasn't so good with my words. And there he is, stuffing himself with beef fucking jerky. He walked over the Baldwin, snatching the half eaten strip of beef jerky.

"And where the fuck have you been!?" He exclaimed, punching his arm. "You little shit, have you seen what they've done in there? Do you know what I've had to put up with? All this explaining and negotiating- It's too much effort for me!" He sighed, calming down a little.
He turned to face the group of 6 now, watching them approach the pod. "I must say though, I think we've really outdone ourselves. Most of them have already shown evidence that they can operate their powers effectively. No mutations. No tails. Just a bunch of first class clones with big mouths." He laughed, munching on the remains of his beef jerky.

"Can't believe we've succeeded in creating such things."