Star Slayer: Origins

Star Slayers: Origins

July 4, 2020 – The end of the world

I was born countless eras ago, created by the Progenitors, they who protected and guided the Tyrians in their prison.  We were the children that would protect the world, slay those that would disharmonize its rightful course, destroy those would cause the Progenitors and the Tyrians harm.  We were born just as the Melicion came to claim the world chasing the Tyrians that had fled from them millennia before.  We are the Star Slayers, they who can vaporize the planet, its moon, and decimate the sun.  Our mission however was not to decimate our world or our charges, but those from without should they come to harm it.

When the Melicion came they struck quickly and harshly.  Aggressive and cruel they hit the first level of the Tyrian prison sweeping aside the Progenitors as if they were nothing more than toys.  Metallic living organism, that is what the Melicion were, and they thirsted for the Tyrians like nothing the Progenitors had ever seen before.  When the first level of the Prison fell, the Melicion turned outwards to strike at the Progenitor cities while also going deeper into the prison.  No matter what the Progenitors they could not recapture the prison, worse of all the Melicion were expanding quickly.  Wherever they touched the landscape would be turned into a metallic wasteland.  Our creators learned too late that the Prison was fueling the Melicion numbers, for they were converting and absorbing the Tyrians, if nothing could stop them then Earth would become a Melicion outpost.  

We, the Star Slayers, were called to remove the Melicion and ensure rescue of the remaining Tyrians.  When the war started there were twenty Star Slayers, at the end there were only five and all but one city of the Progenitors on the Northern Western Continent.  Not all of the Melicion were destroyed, at the depths of the Tyrian prison we consigned them to a life with no life.  With the other levels destroyed by our power the Melicion were placed into stasis, never to see the Sun again.

The Tyrians were decimated, but they were a race to be respected.  Capable and adaptable, their emotions stronger, their passion’s hotter, their lives shorter, it was probably their emotions and their adaptability that made them the best targets for the Melicion.  Allowing them one of the last preserves and a Progenitor to watch over them we the Star Slayers were sealed.  I still remember the coldness of darkness as it took us and my sisters.  My sisters and I however would sleep determined to protect the Progenitors legacy and the Tyrians from those outside of Sol’s influence.

I am awakened, standing upon one of the tall skyscrapers of the humans, they who were Tyrian eons ago.  I can see they had not done too well, of their grand star faring technologies there was no sign, of their sleek and graceful designs I could see no great amounts of it.  They were a dull race now, their passions appeared to have dwindled, their pride gone.  Not that I cared about their condition through the ages but they were not a race to be admired anymore.  Perhaps the Overseer had instilled this into them to keep a new Melicion threat.  If that was case however, they had failed.  While the Humans were not slaves of the Melicion this time I could sense their touch upon the planet’s population.  Yesterday I had found the Singularity Prison, where the Melicion had been placed for all eternity, humans had opened its gates, breached its barriers, and scavenged what they could from it.  Of the Melicon I had seen no sign except upon the Humans.

Purge Level Beta, I sent to my sword that was stirring from its slumber in orbit.  I had reason to believe the Tyrians were the source of my awakening, they were compromised and evil.  The cruelty upon themselves was obvious no matter where I went.  And with their blatant disregard of the safety that had be placed on the Prison I came to the conclusion that they intended to destroy this world.  

I stood at the heart of the City of Trenton South Dakota, I could sense a gathering of these Melicion infected Tyrians. Across the way a large screen was showing a rather important looking Tyrian, dressed sharply in a black suit and a red tie sat looking all smug and proper. It didn't matter really what he told his people, I was going to purge them from the planet.

Orbital alignment achieved, responded my sword. Now all I had to do was wait for the call from my five sisters.

"...With the nations of Europe and Asia we are..." And then the screen flickered and a different Tyrian stood there arms behind his back his eyes narrowed and his lips pressed tightly.

"Rejoice men and women of the world. I have just acquired the power of the heavens. The Star Slayers."

"What!?" My cry was loud though at my height I wasn't easily heard, my face was contorted in anger my slender hands balled at my sides, while the wind toyed with my free and long red hair.

"The corruption of an administration that lied to us, the disease turns our people into mad creations of living metal. Deceit and cruelty, they snuff out those that troublesome, and force to bow those that they wish to control. To this I say, let a new world order thrive!" I felt a jolt of energy race up and down my body and my eyes widen as the land trembles. Screams and terror race across the city around me as a large pillar of the blackest metal races upward to the sky. It was at least five miles wide and it ate just that much of this city. Buildings crumbled and the city threaten to collapse, I feel my skin crawl as it pulses a strange energy. A Progenitor Realignment Tower, one of the towers that made the Earth the abundant blue world it was supposed to be. How could some modern Tyrian have access to High Level Progenitor technologies!

"Now my Star Slayers! Destroy this world and I shall rule the world from its ashes!" And he laughed and laughed, but I glared and hissed.  

"How dare he..."

This is Star Slayer Two, Azeari! I answer you call Grand Lord Alexei Gena.

Star Slayer Three, Veria answers your desires Grand Lord Alexei Gena.

My eyes widen and I freeze where I stand the building swaying as the tower continues to rise. It couldn't be. Even my Sisters?

Star Slayer Four, Illistra, I am yours to command.

Star Slayer Five, Ullia enacting your will.

How Dare this Human! Turning my eyes to the heavens I sought out the location of this Alexei, I had to stop him before the power of the Star Slayer falls into the hands of a potentially infected human.

Now, now Star Slayer One. I freeze hearing his voice in my head and I scream as pain strikes at my form. If you are not going to help then you shall be punished. I fall to my knees my head pounding, and my energy was in flux, I could not grasp my sword. Who... am I supposed to fight? I think to myself as light from the heavens struck at the surface of the earth, explosion ripping apart the land, decimating cities, killing everyone. Not that I was about to do the same, but now I wonder... was I manipulated? Was my awakening rigged by the Tyrians...

Don't worry Star Slayer One, you will live and protect my new world. And with the Melicion as my soldiers nothing can stop me. Now sleep, child.

What... what have we done? I close my eyes and collapse. The beams lanced at the world and vaporized where ever the Tyrians have lived. After that day the world and the Order the Progenitors had laid for us had been destroyed.

Edge of Infinity

Edge of Infinity - Zero -

“Go,” shouts the voice.  Fire burns everywhere its harsh light flickers in the chamber.  Bolts of stark white electricity strikes at consoles and ceiling panels while behind me an electro-mechanical ring of metal spins and rotates around a field of energy that ripples with scenes from a place unfamiliar.  Before me a man stands his features are fuzzy and shadowed.  His clothes are torn, and I can see he is badly injured, the white of his outfit stained badly.  I’m frightened and angry both, frozen with feelings that do not make sense to me.  I can tell he is looking at me, I can feel his desperate feelings wishing me to depart this place.  “Go!”

“Not so fast doctor,” approaching us from the fire and smoke and electricity is a man in a black uniform, a pulse rifle in his hand.  His features as well are shadowed and my memory cannot tell who is, but I do know him to be the cause of this.  Two more join him, a man and a woman, their faces are covered in half face visors, weapons in their hands gleam in the light of the burning room.  “Why don’t you just surrender and hand over the controller?”  This person’s voice is smooth, almost soothing, hiding behind it lies and deceit.

He turns to them his tone angry, “Hurry Infinity… run away.  You have a mission to complete.”

Mission?

“Go!”

I turn sluggishly.  I know something is going to happen that I will not like.  My long strands of hair flow around me slowly as if I was submerged in water.   Even my movements are slow and resisted.  Deep inside I knew this was not the action I wanted to take.

The enemy leader growls, “Stop her.  Destroy her if you have to.”  I could sense the weapons upon me, I could feel their murderous intent.  I continued to walk.  They fire and shoot, the pop and snap of their guns not registering to me.  There is a single sound of gunfire that freeze me and turn sharply around to find the man standing between me and the gun wielding people.  He stands firm against the assault and grabs my wrist.  “Forget about me, you must accomplish that which no one can.”  He then threw me forward and with tears in my eyes and a scream I…

…Tumble from my bed landing onto the floor with a harsh thump.  Panting heavily and my body hot and damp I lay in amongst the tangled blankets my nightgown clinging to me.  I stare at the ceiling with surprise and bring the hand that had been grabbed with a critical look.  “Was that a dream?”  It had to be a dream.  But there was pain in my heart and tears in my eyes.  I stand and go the window and look to the Zircon Heavy Industries twin towers that dominated the heart of the city.  Construction was still happening on the large black ring that would help capture rays of the sun and direct its energy to the city.  I wipe away tears and sigh, from my back my wing fins unfold and I raise the wireless antennae from behind my ears.

“A nightmare from fragmented data streams.  I will have to be careful today during my investigation.”  Five years ago I had found myself outside the edge of the city and had looked at it. Nothing looked familiar, nothing made sense.  As if what I knew and what was true was in conflict.  Around me three Zircon Hunters lay dead and all I had was confusion.  A whole series of data streams had been deleted I had learned much later, likely by Zircon itself.  Either way, today I would get answers of my origins even if I have to force Zircon’s CEO to tell me while dangling from her precious ring!