Facing the Ori

Fury was in front of me as I emerged from a spatial portal, his expression changing as he saw the light that spit out from the wormhole-esque conduit. I heard his thoughts and felt his emotions, the act coming passively despite my best intentions to stop it from occurring.

`'She's right behind me isn't she'`

I chuckled loudly and watched as every Jedi in the room turned towards me, their eyes wide and Lightsabers splayed out and ready for combat. Fury turned and cursed under his breath before stepping forwards and under everyone's stunned eyes he bowed a little. Even I cocked my eyes at this, 'who the fuck is this and why does he bow to me?'

"You are a bitch you know that?" The entire Jedi ensemble repulsively stepped back, as if he had just completely crushed their expectations. I smiled however as this was definitely the uncle of my kids, him and his unique not giving a fuck attitude. My armour gleamed triumphantly in multi-hewed lights and colours, the sins of my armour shimmering between my gold and black outer layer. I retracted my helm, the futuristic looking armour slinking in on itself around my neck, exposing my godly beauty for all to see. Everyone in the room gawked except for Fury who looked utterly bored at my appearance, he was always the same.

"It seems that you needed some help, master spy..." He lifted up his eye patch and gave me a 'really bitch' look that made me almost break my character and laugh. It had been a long time since someone had been as offensive and crass with me. Anakin and Windu looked at me and Fury, confused but slowly settling as they realised that help may have come for them. Anakin moved beside Fury, his rather emo-looking appearance pissing me off. In the future of another Star Wars universe I had saved Vader and turned him back into Anakin, Padme being resurrected by me... Now, I was stuck with a pre-obiwan-fight Anakin.

"Eyepatch, who is this woman?" The emo was looking at me with a defensive posture, his powers unable to see through me, setting him on edge, especially considering that he had met with the Father, Daughter and Son. Fury rolled his eyes and extended his hand in my direction, as if pointing me out for everyone to see, like I didn't already shine like a ruby within the room.

"Emelia Lionheart, Empress of the Veritas Imperium. She is the ruler of our galaxy and universe, i guess. Ugh, for fuck's sakes, just introduce yourself motherfucker." He got pissed at the situation he was in and dropped the eyepatch over his left eye again. Grinning like a mad man I stepped forwards and dropped my hand on his shoulder, as if supporting him. He scowled at me but didn't say anything.

"Don't worry, I am here to help. Fury, calm your tits. Now... Onto the situation." Ignoring the confused looks of the Jedi I gazed out through the walls and examined the state of the planet. Currently the entire planet was being slowly invaded, gangs and resistance groups fighting back tooth and nail against the Ori invaders. Expanding my view out from the planet I could see hundreds of Ori vessels, all set out in a bombarding pattern, the bows of the space vessels pointing towards the planet's surface in an array.

"It seems, they have amassed a few troops..." 

"Bitch, you stole that line!"

"Yeah, well, at least I don't have a brother from another mother..." He went apoplectic for several moments as Windu looked utterly confused by the strange language the two were speaking. The Universal translator of Fury not decoding English at the current moment, a little bit of my magical influence at work there.

"Ooo, just you wait! I'll turn your kids against, I fuckin swear on it...!"

"My kids will run laps around you with your logic, they are way too intelligent to fall for nonsense."

"Isn't that what the Emperor of Mankind thought before the Chaos Gods took them?"

"Nope, you don't know the law enough. The Emperor saw it coming and treats his 'sons' almost like tools for the sake of the future of Humanity. My sister, Sanguinius, is one such 'tool'... Although now she is much more and could never be used by the Emperor in such a way again." 

He grimaced as he lost the argument, his frustration draining into his face as he looked at the blast doors in anger, wanting to no doubt drive a bullet through the skull of a Prior or some form of soldier. Being my master spy as well as a close friend I tapped him on the shoulder and channelled some calming emotions into him.

"Bitch, what you doing? Did I ask for support?" I shook my mind and continued, watching him forcefully calm.

"I don't need a hot headed idiot, now, lead the Jedi towards the Youngling quarters, there are many prisoners there, including many of their young. The Ori are trying to convert them." Fury nodded in seriousness, his concentration cementing itself on his face and in his soul as he didn't like people who touched kids, spiritually or physically. They were meant to be pure and clean, educated and shown how to think, not what to think or to be abused.

"I'll deal with it... Will you deal with the army or fleet?"

"I could. But why should I do it when our new fleet could flex its muscles."

At this exact moment the very space above the planet quaked with the earth-shattering expulsion of copious energy weapons and Magical curses. Death rays collapsing onto the shields of Ori vessels and corroding the entire network of energy that maintained such complex defences. Hulls were breached and cauterised in moments after the initial emergence of my Imperium's fleet. Tens of vessels were damaged in mere seconds as hundreds were sustaining serious blows, our own ships sustaining very little repercussions as the ambush was utterly devastating to a force unexpecting of resistance.

Beams of energy entered into the archive, numerous soldiers expanding into the room. Jedi entered defensive stances as they were utterly worried for their safety, these people they had never seen, wielding strange technologies never encountered were suddenly aiding them and surrounding them, piercing into the heart of the Jedi Temple without so much as a mishap or worry. Yoda, looked at me and seemed to be utterly calm, his presence and emotions clear to me. He turned to his Jedi companions and calmed them by moving his hands down, in a disarming motion.

"Worried we are, but trusting of your intentions we can be. No position we are in to deny your occupation." I retracted the armour on my body fully, revealing the beautifully pressed and refined uniform that was made only for me. Kneeling down to the same height as the alien man.

"Occupation is the wrong word. I am not coming here to subjugate a defeated and fallen society, or people. I am here to save them and make everyone prosper. To defeat my enemy, now yours too, is my goal." The Green man nodded slowly, his thought processes complex but not impossible to understand however I did not push into someone else's mind, especially someone who was not friend or family to me, like Fury had become.

"Assist you we will, independence we shall speak about..." I nodded before pulling myself up to my full height, my armour sliding back over my body. 

"Good. Fury, assist them with a platoon of soldiers."

"Fine. I need a pay raise for this shit though..."

"It can be discussed, but you are already impossibly rich."

With the small clap backs that always amused me ending, I phased through the blast doors, meeting several Priors of the Ori who were guarded by several platoons worth of troops.

"The unbelievers shall be cleansed, their sins cleansed and purity regained in the fires of the Ori. Hallowed are the Ori." Many men chanted out the final part of the Prior's words before opening fire at me. It was like an ant trying to challenge a human, the sting all but missing from these ants unlike normal ones. Walking forwards through the fire and energy as if I was Moses and their attacks were the ocean. My armour absorbed each attack, responding with pulses of apocalyptic energy, utterly eradicating everyone that hit me. Priors attempted to grasp me with their psyche but turned mad as my connection to the warp rotted their brains from the inside out, my armour mulching them before they could become a cognitive hazard.

"Your Ori are false gods. Experience the true power of a being above even those you call gods." The entire force wilted and dropped to the floor, green life energy swaying in the air before getting syphoned away into my armour and weapons.

'Fools.'

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