Generation Legacy Issue #14 "Genocide" - Part 2

[Aenion]

"Th-there must be a way to restore the b-balance. Th-there must be something w-we can do. Wh-why else are you t-talking to us? H-how can we m-make things right again?" Karen almost begged, the Proxy was scaring her. She didn't want this reality destroyed, there was still so much to see, so much to do, so much good in the world.

 

[Tokiwong]

"Th-there must be a way to restore the b-balance. Th-there must be something w-we can do. Wh-why else are you t-talking to us? H-how can we m-make things right again?" Karen almost begged, the Proxy was scaring her. She didn't want this reality destroyed, there was still so much to see, so much to do, so much good in the world.

"I simply observe, you have been chosen to represent this reality, choose wisely and the balance can be restored. Poorly and your fate will be swift," the Proxy replies.

 

[Samnell]

Mark/Karen swayed on his feet. That took forever. At least he's dead. We'll have to deal with the Red Witch later. A small eternity passed for Mark before he noticed himself bent over double and remembered the beating Genocide gave him. The other him. The real him. The him with the correct body parts and powers. One of those.

"He's dead" Mark/Karen told his comm unnecessarily. His eyes wandered across the decapitated cyborg and the incredible amount of blood pouring from its neck. How do you even get that much blood inside somebody? He thought he'd throw up, if he could throw up. Mark had seen plenty of blood, a lot of it his own, but never the spray like from that neck. Some of it was on him.

 

[Tokiwong]

"He's dead" Mark/Karen told his comm unnecessarily. His eyes wandered across the decapitated cyborg and the incredible amount of blood pouring from its neck. How do you even get that much blood inside somebody? He thought he'd throw up, if he could throw up. Mark had seen plenty of blood, a lot of it his own, but never the spray like from that neck. Some of it was on him.

The scene seems to calm down some, although maybe it was the fact that no one was really talking and the smoke metaphorically and literally was only starting to clear and the amount of corpses and wounded became evident.

A long moment passes as UNJE soldiers and support personnel pour into the compound seeing to the injured teens, securing criminals, and basically cleaning up the mess.

“Know that you have been chosen to represent this world, and that your choices shall determine the fate of this reality, this world. I am the Proxy, I am the hand of the Council of Eternals, you are familiar with our kind. I observe and judge,” a disembodied voice speaks.

Elsewhere

The Red Witch smiles at her handiwork, the soul jar was brimming with power; it was a dangerous ploy but her allies of the moment were true to their word. She glanced at her toy and dismissed it, dissolving the captured soul, in time it would return to its source. But for now she was on the verge of her greatest triumph.

“Know that you will be judged, and that by your actions you will determine the course of action for this world. Even you have a place in this twisted play; and you will be judged. I am the Proxy…”

The Red Witch ignores the Eternal, although alarmed she was aware of how powerful beings acted, she had no stake in this world, and soon she would have more power than this pitiful herald. All she needed was a small piece of cosmic power…

 

[Hammerhead]

Ryan's eyes were momentarily wide, shocked at his apparent death; he glanced towards to find his hands were shaking. Within a moment, he realized that his tactic had succeeded, and Anika's body was safe, for the moment. He glanced down coldly at the headless corpse. Jackass. If you just would have given up trying to take over, this probably wouldn't have happened to you. Better you than me, in any case.

"Damn it, we're going to have to call this one a draw. At least none of us are..."

Then the Eternal appeared.

“Know that you have been chosen to represent this world, and that your choices shall determine the fate of this reality, this world. I am the Proxy, I am the hand of the Council of Eternals, you are familiar with our kind. I observe and judge.”

Ryan's adrenaline was still coursing through him, Red Witch had just succeeded with her nefarious plans, and he had come very close to an unpleasant death...and some of his friends came ever closer. "Too bad you Eternals can't do anything useful, like stopping Overseer, or even not interfering in our lives like it was some kind of sick video game. That assumes, of course, you are an Eternal and not some Elite who knows a little too much. I know I'd be convinced if you'd set things right and return us to our proper bodies, thank you very much," Ryan replies crossly, clearly unimpressed with another self-righteous thug with plans to destroy his world.

 

[Samnell]

“Know that you have been chosen to represent this world, and that your choices shall determine the fate of this reality, this world. I am the Proxy, I am the hand of the Council of Eternals, you are familiar with our kind. I observe and judge,” a disembodied voice speaks.

“Know that you have been chosen to represent this world, and that your choices shall determine the fate of this reality, this world. I am the Proxy, I am the hand of the Council of Eternals, you are familiar with our kind. I observe and judge,” a disembodied voice speaks.

Mark looked tiredly up from the very large pool of blood on the floor, but the voice seemed to come from everywhere. He should say something personable and friend-winning. "Then piss off, and let us make our choices in peace," Mark flatly told a blank spot of wall, for lack of a better place to focus.

 

[Shalimar]

"You could just stop Overseer yourselves you realize, bleed off more of his power or simply kill him and have a new Order arise, one who isn't nuts. Thats what revolutions are all about, countries falling into chaos as they destroy one order and create a new one. The individual order isn't what is important, its the concept of order. I volunteer to be the next Order if that would help." Kelly suggsts calming down a little instead of further mouthing off to the Eternal.

"If we are suppoused to fix the balance can you tell us which specific imbalance is at issue? And what the different options are for that balance? Get me backmy Mom and Tommy and I'll do whatever the heck you want to acheive the balance, whatever that is. They are both smarter then I am, then all of us so they'd be the best ones to help us create your balance."

 

[Mimic]

Gilden floats through a haze of pain, words are spoken, things are done but its all distant, hazy like he is just awaking from a deep slumber.

She then notices Gilden/Kal and moves over to him. "Oh no...maybe I spoke too soon...Gilden, are you okay?" she says with concern, not sure how to help him.

Gilden trys to answer but the result is a weak cough spitting up more blood.

 

[Agamon]

Anika's eyes widen as she realizes how hurt Gilden is. She looks over to Ryan, but only sees herself. An expletive on the tip of her tongue, she stops and ponders a moment. "Ryan, you can help him. Or, Freya can help him. Ask her to heal him," she tells him expectantly.

She looks back at Gilden, seeing Kal's body lying broken. She wonders if Kal can actually die. Balder died. That thought makes her a lot more nervous.

 

[Tokiwong]

"You could just stop Overseer yourselves you realize, bleed off more of his power or simply kill him and have a new Order arise, one who isn't nuts. Thats what revolutions are all about, countries falling into chaos as they destroy one order and create a new one. The individual order isn't what is important, its the concept of order. I volunteer to be the next Order if that would help." Kelly suggsts calming down a little instead of further mouthing off to the Eternal.

"If we are suppoused to fix the balance can you tell us which specific imbalance is at issue? And what the different options are for that balance? Get me backmy Mom and Tommy and I'll do whatever the heck you want to acheive the balance, whatever that is. They are both smarter then I am, then all of us so they'd be the best ones to help us create your balance."

“There are rules, direct intervention with lesser beings is not allowed; we cannot intercede on your behalf in this conflict; but in this circumstance this reality is dangerously close to altering several other adjacent realities. If this imbalance cannot be fixed, then it will be eliminated,” Proxy replies.

“If it were my decision this world would be nothing but Chaos has interceded on your behalf, and so a trial of observation must be held. He was very particular in who would be selected as advocates,” the eternal adds.

Back in Italy

The voice replies to Ryan, “I assure you I am not a charlatan. You have all been handpicked by my peer Chaos to represent this reality; consider that an honor. It is rare for our kind to take a direct interest in lesser beings.”

Meanwhile Gilden is lifted onto a gurney for immediate medical attention from the UNJE support unit along with the other injured teens. An aerodyne drops down into the courtyard, now a trashed combat zone. Mr. McCallister gets out leaning on his cane, “I got word from Paragon, and your friends are currently safe in Canada; although not without incident.”

He pauses briefly, “That would be the good news.”