Chapter five : Hardcore
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This is purely a work of fiction. Not meant to offend or incite, but to entertain and maybe inspire.
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HARDCORE.
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The world was on fire. A'riiea watched as her home went up in a roaring blaze of red fury. She stumbled to her knees from the shock, she saw sights her green glowing eyes were never meant to see. The blue blood of her people flowed like a flooded river. Dying the white sands and yellow in an azure tone.
She watched them come from their multitude of black silver behemoth sized ships, the golden resplendent ship taking center proving that it was the master. From the ships descended a blood thirsty army, the demon hoard who laughed with each life they took.
The monsters clad in black technological armor, bearing a single purple line on their chest piece— an emblem.
Ravenous green beasts were unchained from their holds, pouncing on her people. Ripping once living beings to shreds of gory flesh, blood and organs.
Her people fought back, it was meaningless. It was an utter futile course of action. They were massacred, none were spared. Not the old, not the young, not the sick, neither the healthy, they all fell, indiscriminately.
A'riiea had never seen slaughter. Her entire race was reduced to nothing. Her planet razed and dying.
She cried her voice hoarse, she weeped tears of blood. Calling for the gods to act! Why would such terror befall them?! Her race, the proud people of I'aana Prime. The most advanced and feared race in the giga sector, reduced to nothing! They, the warriors who stood above all, they who upheld justice and preached compassion! Why? Why, should this calamity befall them?
Her race had become parasitic. They had steeped themselves in power, uncaring for the effects all their conquests would have. Their justice and compassion, a far cry from the words they were meant to portray and alas, retribution had come for them.
They had attracted the attention of one that never should have.
He who purged the galaxies of its filth, the one's whose name would not be uttered without spreading terror even in the hearts of the bravest most courageous people.
The one who's very existence was tied to death.
A'riiea cried and cried. And something answered her, she felt the inborn link her race had to their gods tug. The connection was established, the gods who brought them thus far had once again appeared! They listened to her cries, they heard her wailing, they would bring salvation to her people and destruction to the invaders.
So she had hoped.
A gate appeared in thin air. There were no ripples, there were no disturbances, there was no noise, one minute in was empty space the next a dark blue doorway had materialized in thin air. For moments she blankly stared, she was lost. Her mind was in shambles. She might not have been an elite warrior whose instincts were attuned to the flow. But even she couldn't ignore the sense of dread that paralysed her.
Just from the sight of a golden boot that stepped through the doorway, and then the giant that came next. He was clad in gloriously crafted armor. It was smooth to the eyes, advanced to the finer senses and utterly majestic to the heart. She would've admired it more he'd her instincts not screamed to point where she felt her brain pound against the insides of her skull and blood trickle down her nose when she looked upon the purple giant.
She, for the first time in her existence, felt the very meaning behind the word, doom. This was certain destruction. There was going to be no respite, no salvation, no hope. This was despair, destruction and death in all its dark glory.
She lost control of her bodily functions, she soiled herself from the amount of fear she felt. She could've sworn she saw the world darken, and from the howling winds she heard the wailing, ghost-voices of millions upon millions who had met their end at his hands, which he currently held behind him.
From behind his golden helm, He looked at her. He. Looked. At. Her. His glinting gaze, observing her in curiosity. Four others stepped through the doorway, she could tell that they too were warriors. One was a giant with a rocky textured skin, only second to the titan in gold. The other was a slender hooded figure holding a dark glaive, next to him stood a female with an eye catching blue skin and a metal arm that gripped a glinting silver spear. And the last was a pale skinned male with gray hair in priest like robes. He had a very disarming smile on his face, like that of a slithering snake watching its defenseless prey.
Her beating hearts threatened to angrily burst out of her chest, she wanted to bury herself from that gaze. But something filled her with a meagre sense of hope and strength. A burning light that tried to hold on amidst the darkness that threatened to drown it all. It was her connection to the gods. A blinding white light appeared over the horizon, rushing to rescue her people to once again give them hope and strength.
She pried her gaze away from the approaching light and glanced at the Titan, she saw a sinister smile etch itself across the giant's lips. As though he had been….expecting this? Something was wrong and she knew it. Before she could open her mouth to utter a warning, the blinding lights had already reached her position.
Her gods had arrived, after millenias of silence and isolation. They had once again appeared, to walk amongst her people.
A'von leader of the gods, he whose domain was of light, courage, bravery and fire. Stood in his four armed brilliance, adorned in multiple jewelries and unimaginable treasures. Each arm of his holding onto spears of pure white light.
D'loiee, the mother goddess stood by his side, she the goddess of war, prosperity and strength. Held her giant black mace ready to smite the foolish invader, alongside her partner.
The other gods stood behind their two leaders, and their bastard demigod offsprings and seeds rallied alongside them. They readied themselves to utterly destroy those that dared step foot on their own home planet.
"You will not leave here with your life, intruders" A'von spoke. His divinity flaring to show his authority.
The hooded figure who stood amongst the four stepped forward.
"I am corvus glaive. I and my brethren have heard of the mighty gods of the warrior race. But all I see are lost souls who sit in makeshift thrones and call themselves gods, fools who think themselves all powerful and invulnerable. We have come bearing the greatest gift for you, death. Know that my lord has willed it so, and his will be done" his words as sharp as his canines.
"You insolent mortal dare insult me? I A'von the one above all?! There will be nothing left of your corpse!" the golden god leapt at the in fury, it's light spears primed to skewer the defiant giant who led these foolish mortals, going so fast that for a moment light could not catch up to his figure.
But a gloved hand did. A dark energy warped along the length the giant limb as it gripped onto the throat of the god. The mighty god who had never known fear, clawed and trashed to breathe.
The titan viewing the god trapped in his hands as but a mere annoyance.
Snap, the sound reverberated all through the battlefield. It was shocking to say the least, the great god A'von, the one who boiled the neverending waters to steam and gave his worshippers rain. He who had smitten the mightiest of foes, fell to a mere snap of his neck. His divinity consumed and corrupted by the titan's cosmic might. His head fell limply to the side. The titan loosened his grip and the mummified remains of the once glorious god fell to the ground. Shock, and dread spread amongst the gathered warrior pantheon.
Thanos spoke.
"If this is all you have then I am very disappointed. Black Order, deal with the other rubble"
"With pleasure, Lord Thanos" the metal armed female replied, her silver spear shook in eager anticipation.
"Your will be done, Sire!" Corvus Glaive hefted his weapon which could meet no resistance against the foes.
"ARGHHH! Death to you cursed intruders! Come my children, let us avenge your great- father!!"
The mother goddess rallied her children, she herself gunning for the titan.
The order went against the gods. Mortals with amazingly advanced technological instruments, unique abilities and unparalleled physical might, against beings with divinity. The results was one the gods never expected. The battle field was dyed with a radiant blue god ichor.
D'loiee brought down her hammer on the titan with such intensity that it generated explosions of light and sound. It was all her might focused into world breaking strike. The earth quaked and cracked. Thunder rattled in the skies and the seas roared.
But her foe stood undamaged and pristine as was the ground beneath him. Her hammer meters away from his face. A bubble shield had flared to life and adsorbed the entire brunt of the attack.
The titan had a look of boredom across his face, with his arm outstretched and pointed that the mother god.
VMMmmmm! An energy beam of blue wavelength shot from the titan's extended arm. The wave slammed into D'loiee's abdominal region and took it away. It burned through her impenetrable divinity and ate past her invulnerable flesh. She fell back, a look of perplexion on her face as she died.
"Death, I hope you like god souls, you'll be getting a lot today" Thanos spoke to the empty air.
A'riiea watched her people die, and then her gods. What little hope has been ignited in her was ruthlessly crushed to oblivion. Her world collapsed around her, her ideals, philosophies and worldview lay in waste. How could her very own gods lose? How could one being be so powerful? Wasn't this unfair beyond rational reason? Why would such a being be allowed to be born, if it ever even was?
She turned once again to glance at the giant. He felt her gaze and looked into her eyes, he smiled at her despair. It was the last thing she saw as her brain was blown to bits by a telekinetic attack from the purple Titan.
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"Wheres the kriffing bastard now?!" the auburn haired man asked, locating his helmet.
"From the latest scans, and the reported sightings after the decimation of the giga sector, he seems to be heading towards Ego prime, sir." His subordinate replied, going through a datapad.
An energy wave spread out from his helmet, clothing him in a black uniform with silver plates placed on the chest adjacent to each other. His was garbed in the universally recognized uniform of the Nova Corps.
[Nova grid online, connection to Nova force established. Welcome, Nova prime : Samuel Rider]
"Nova Corps, prepared for space jump, we bring this genocidal madman in by all means!" The man spoke.
"Yes sir!" the corpsmen and centurions saluted. They stood prepared and ready for deployment, they were the galactic police, and they were damn good at their jobs.
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