Receiving a Signal from Fury

Space-time, paradox and neutron star explosions radiated around me in pulses as the armour for my sister, Sanguinius, was near completion. I had designed it to be the same as her original armour with elaborate crimson blood drops that were made of ruby and spinel. Each drop adorning a joint on the body. Multifaceted golden symbols and etchings were spun around the armour pieces as the constant theme of gold and crimson was maintained throughout. 

The process in which I used to forge the armour had scarred the materials in some ways however. Black and white ripples of light slowly emanated from the power-armour core, lighting the exhausts that dotted the back of her armour in the same glows. Explosions had shaped the armour whilst the paradoxes and space-time refined it, it was my final touch that intricately wove each fold of metal and every miniscule detail. At first I had wished to make the armour more feminine but had decided against it as my sister still needed practicality in warfare. Thus it was almost exactly the same as her original armour but with a more 'me' flare.

"Mistress... We have just received a communication from Director Fury from Universe 201." My ears perked up but I continued to finish the armour, the process almost completed and the important naming close at hand.

"Go ahead." I focussed heavily on the armour but it was not worrying for me to also focus on Justiciara. Seconds passed as the sounds of buzzing flowed from the anomalies as they finished the last touches of Sanguinius's armour. It was complete and I would be able to name it at this time. My heart beat in my chest profusely, as it did every other time I completed a powerful item. There was something about the forging and creation of a new item, as if I had just born a legend, a myth, a tale for all of time to see. It was honestly exhilarating and if it wasn't for my current location in relation to my wives, I would have probably fucked them all one by one after achieving this.

"Mistress, Fury has essentially sent a request for help. He mixed in a lot of profanities, but, his message read clear that the Ori have begun to fully invade this multiverse. Other other agents across the various multiverses have also came up with the same answer, numerous universes being plundered into in search of someone."

"Me..." My tone was sombre but also excited. My system had been practically useless as of late, the mission to wipe out each Ori Ship sitting mostly abandoned. I wished to change this as I wanted to evolve the system and also gain more power through different missions. If this were a game I am now at a main-story quest line and are locked from further advancement until I complete said quest... The metaphor or simile wasn't perfect but it was rather apt given the quietness of the system.

"Justiciara. Send out 10,000 Vessels under the command of Kali to Fury's current Universe. Then, deploy the defensive shields around the Solar System. The Veritas Imperium is going to war." Justiciara smiled almost sadistically, her holographic hard-light form fading away as she went to carry out my orders. The armour before me was amazing and glowed with Imperial might, my sister would be happy. 

"You shall be named, Sanguine Seraph." 

The power-armour glowed with ever evolving light, the very fabric of its existence shifting to take some of the elements I had just imbued into it. Angelic energy flooded out from the same exhaust ports as earlier, a set of energy wings in hues of black and white strung out like feathers atop each other. Gold mixed with Crimson and made a gradient of the two between the separate areas, many plates becoming rose-gold in colouration. Despite wanting it to not look as feminine the end result turned out to be a stunning showcase of perfectly captured beauty. Gems glistening under cerulean lights of supernovas exploding. Gold gleaming as if it were polished by every dancing wave of space-time. The product a monumentally gorgeous armour that would not just shine light on itself but alight the person within in splendour greater than most gods could ever hope of achieving.

Now I had to go, my duty calling to me, forcing me to step out once again for what felt like a long time in this place. The Ori and the Existence himself would not sit down and merely wait me out, no, they were hunting for me and burning Universes all in the name of finding me. One would think that with infinite time one would have mastered patience but even in mythology the nature of greed, expediency and wrath were ever so powerful guides. Guides in which I ruled over, at least in this multiverse... Soon to be another no doubt.

My armour, Apocalypse, had been on me the whole time. Morphed into an earring that sat on my right ear, cascading light into my surroundings much like a fey aura one may see from Lord of the Ring's elves. I squeezed my hand, the earring disappearing and subsuming onto my skin. Nano-seconds passed before I was fully clad in my futuristic and caustic armour, the very presence of it accelerating the process of the Supernovas exploding. Runes glistened momentarily over the armour, Sanguine Seraph being stored away by me as I wished it no harm from my powers.

"It's time to go an conquer the Multiverse... Then we shall see about conquering Warhammer 40k." 

...

(Fleur's Perspective)

I had been sitting here learning magic from Yao, the woman embedding every ounce of knowledge and wisdom that she could fathom into my mind. She had been doing this for numerous weeks at this point, or was it longer? I didn't know. 

From transmutation and enchanting, to conjuration and the finer details of extradimensional creatures I had learned a rather substantial amount of information. Spells singing within my head like sirens, waiting to be used despite the inopportune timing of my location. Droning on and on, the information, which usually should be shunted by my very tired and dulled mind, was pierced into my mind almost like being injected with a needle. Circles and runes of magic pilfering through the recesses of my mind for space with which to house them.

When everyone had evolved due to my wife's actions everyone had become magically talented to some extent, my own powers and advantages boosting too at the time. But, this teaching style was making even the High Human elements of me groan in pain. So much knowledge but so little time to process it all. I was seated at a desk in a typical classroom, the entire room being dedicated for my teaching. Yao or, master, as she had wanted me to call her, was pacing back and forth almost in a prance as she explained the true difficulty in bending the energy around oneself for their own purposes, showcasing some of such power by creating a stein of beer in the middle of the air, sitting on a fractured shard of the mirror dimension. The sight would usually be considered surreal and mind bending but I was too far into my own sorrows to fully pay attention.

'When will this ever stop?'

A loud sound of something pulling on the door resounded out as Yao ceased her words, the door ripping apart as Kali stepped in. She was an intimidating woman and was utterly beautiful at the same time, her 6 foot tall height making her rather powerful looking alongside her very lithe-muscular form. She was wearing the military uniform of her position as her aides were behind her, the two men looking at Kali in shock at her actions.

"Kali, what calls for this intrusion?"

"Yao. I have come to bargain. I wish to take Fleur with me on my military excursion. We have entered into war and I am want of skilled mages." My master's eyebrows rose as the stein winked out of existence, her face becoming slightly covered in dark lines.

"Why have we gone to war?"

"The Ori are coming for us again, the great enemy is after Emelia again." Yao nodded and clapped her hands, my mind being cleared of the constant injection of dopamine afflicted knowledge. I sighed in relief as I stood, looking at my fellow sister, partner, wife... Which ever it was.

"Let me help Emelia out!" Kali nodded and smiled herself as the staff behind her brought out a few documents for me to sign. I frowned but was prepared to do it, but I was stopped by Kali as she almost growled at her aides.

"Stop being such fuckheads, this is one of Emelia's wives! You will not barrage her with your unending bullshit..." She turned to me and grinned happily. "Come on, we'll get you some action after being here for so long."

"YES!" Yao looked a little insulted by the insinuation that her classes were boring but I didn't give two baiser. (Baiser- Its French for Fucks or Fuck)

...

(Fury's Perspective)

"There the signal was sent, my vessel will broadcast that message to the Universe in which my Imperium resides." Anakin and the cop-cat looked at me in slight frustration, hoping to see something happen immediately.

"What motherfuckers? You think they will be here instantly!? Its another fucking Universe!" The goblin nodded and looked at the two I had just worked with to get message out.

"Right he is, patience we must have." Anakin looked frustrated but slowly settled down into a meditative posture, copy-cat nodding calmly as he rushed out to the prisoners and guided them into the archive. This process took several minutes as many Jedi aided those who were injured, Consulars healing the wounds of the younglings. 

The mood was rather sombre, many of the Jedi looking despotic and sorrowful towards the deaths their companions had suffered, some even morning loved ones despite the rules against having any. Anakin himself was also brooding, his expression looking similar to men I had seen who were in the field whilst their wife was back at home. The Jedi rules suddenly seemed so fucking stupid to me, who the fuck would not have sex or have families? A dumb fuck, that is what the answer is. How are you going to bring back the powerful force users if all of the powerful ones are ending their genetic line?

I shook my head and stayed close to the archive doors, the goblin doing meditation in front of it, completely unphased by the circumstances surrounding their stay within the archive.

"Are you not worried about your fellow jedee?"

The goblin turned to look at me before humming a little, as if in thought.

"Worried, I am, nervous and anxious I am not. Situation, dire it is, but not without hope. Message has been sent, wait we shall, until response has been gained." The way he spoke was almost like Yao but at least she had two modes, normal, and fucking ancient wise-ass sorceress. This goblin just had one, wizened old guy who couldn't speak properly.

'Fuck, what did Emelia send me to fucking do? Kindergarten these people into culture and proper ways of speaking?' I was frustrated not just by the goblin but also the helplessness i felt in my stomach. Kids and innocent people were dying needlessly all because I wasn't powerful enough.

'Shit, this shit is fucked...!' I had the urge to kick something but that line of thought was interrupted by a loud thudding on the other side of the archive blast-doors. Some serious power was behind the blows as the metal slightly kinked, even through ten solid feet of the material. I pulled out my pistols and heard the lightsabers of every Jedi in the room alight, glows of purple, blue and green creating a disco-like light pattern to amble across the blast door. Another thud, another dent.

"Is there anything else we can put on for defence?"

"Shields there are, tied to the grid they be." Anakin sprinted over to the control panel and activated the shields, the outside and inner layer of the blast door gaining a bright blue hazy light, I touched it with my pistol and watched as the barrel went hot red. It was as if I had plunged it into a crucible for a few seconds.

'Shit, that works!' I smiled a little, my eyepatch lightly sitting over my eye. Another dull thud resounded but the response on this side was decidedly less, we had bought time, nothing else.

'Emelia, you better bring your ass here or else I'll convert your kids to hating your ass!'

A bright light shone behind me as my one exposed eye twitched.

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

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