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Chaos, all we remember was Chaos. Thousands of Souls and dozens of minds, ripping each other apart and fused together. Endless echoes of roars, and pain plaguing our nerves not from the fighting but sharing one’s constant suffering .
We were- connecting, our minds and souls assimilating as one faster than we could destroy each other. They we and I was them. The longer we stayed in this constant state of Limbo, time seemed to shift longer.
No, I thought. At least one of Myself thought. There was no Time here, there was no darkness, no light, no- Reality. We realized, someone from Us had more understanding of this place than others. We were Dead.
No, Not Dead. Not Alive, only in between to coexist in this place, a place with no life, no death, no time, no reality, nor space. A perfect condition into a new state of change. Others panicked and weeped from the realization. But it wasn’t long before those that cried accepted this strange fate or was it even longer, maybe centuries past since they wept and anger filled them.
Chaos returned, as a rebellion broke out without direction towards whom. But as always we kept assimilating back into ourselves, but the anger, the pain, the sense of vengeance of the wronged thousand souls cleared our vision of a familiar, beautiful blue. The Rebellion after eons of fighting with Myself stopped, the sweet smell of salt, the massaging currents, and the endless beauties of the sea is what soothed us. And as its comfort faded as the blue, we were more aware of who was who. Only a tiny fraction, but I knew almost which one.
The pain resumed from one cast towards myself and the others. “As I was saying.” Finally a voice deep in our minds spoke. “We are neither dead or alive in place.” It was the one who had a deep understanding of this realm, his mind was more attuned to this seemingly purgatory. “An endless Void where time, death, life, space, nothing exists.”
“How are we here though?” Another voice spoke, a bit more deeper with the sounds of wind blowing through trees. “We aren’t, at least in a physical position. We are in a mental and spiritual state changing.” “Change?” At last the one casting his pain into us spoke with despair in his garbled voice. “NO!! No More Change!!!” He cried.
“No More Change!!! No More Pain!! No More Suffering!! Make It Stop!!!” The Void was silent till one spoke with a soft, sorta motherly voice. “Why are you in pain?” “The Change!!” The teary creature choked on his words. “My Flesh, My Bones, My Mind!! It's always changing and it always hurts. I need it to stop, I can’t make it stop.” “Change? You mean Evolve, like me?” The acknowledged one spoke back, the suffering beast for a moment stopped whimpering. “You change too, does it hurt too?”
Another voice spoke, he felt ancient in spirit rather than in age. “Why are you in pain?” The tortured one replied. “I don’t know, but when I have problems I keep changing. It Hurts So Much!!” The Motherly voice spoke again. “Do you need help?” I could feel a nuzzling under my chin as if someone was comforting me, no it wasn’t I was connected to the others not one of them. But I was one of them, No I was all of them. I wasn’t sure if they were aware of me.
“But, why?” Another voice spoke with brawn, brain, and power like a King. “Why are we here? When did we get here?” Again the more acknowledged one spoke. “I- don’t know why we are here, but I’ve felt this place in between my realm and the other ones.”
“Something is amiss.” Another spoke with a more wise and Elder tone but not like the oldest soul here. “Something is breaching through time and space, disorating reality, disturbing nature. Though not in the naked eye, the Earth, Humanity is in danger.”
“Who Cares About Them!?!?” The Eldest shouted back with a roar. “They disturbed my home and I retaliated, then they destroyed me, stole my remains to turn me into a mechanical plaything.”
“I Care About Them!!” The one with authority spoke back, so did others before them. Then the wandering souls spoke in perfect synchronization “We were, we lived, we died, we many, we destroyed, we failed. We deserved it. Humanity must live.”
“For what?” The one who spoke as trees do. “For Their Arrogance to grow, for their population to overcome nature, to destroy the world they were seeded in?” The other Eldest spoke over. “Humanity may not be perfect, but we must protect them. How are we better than them if we do not help them?”
“What about Balance?” Wind flowed through the trees in another’s voice. “Life like Humans destroys balance.” “Humanity is part of the balance.” Another voice growled back with wisdom . “Though we are more ancient than they and humanity may bend the laws of nature that is no excuse to not help them even with their different opinions on us.”
“Then You Know Nothing Of Balance!!” Another Rebellion began, this time two groups clashed between humanity’s fate but the one that suffered, the motherly entity, and the acknowledged one stood apart in the fight . It lasted only centuries this time at least maybe it perceived that way, then for a split second it returned. That gorgeous blue, the salty ocean, the currents the war again stopped.
“Wait!!!” The Acknowledged one spoke up as the ocean faded. “The Ocean, it only appeared as we fought. If we keep fighting we will get out of this place.”
The suffering one spoke up. “No!!! I won’t fight!!! I can’t fight. I can’t live anymore.” Again the motherly entity spoke too as she nuzzled the one in ceaseless pain. “But we must, I won’t fight with you, poor thing.” Another voice spoke, it felt young. “Mother?” The Motherly figure replied.
“Son? You are here?” “But Mother, you died.” The Acknowledged one answered. “Like I said, neither dead nor alive. Our Minds and Souls are the only things that exist here, but now.” I came to a stunning revelation and it was relayed to the Acknowledged one. “There's more of us here than we think, but they are all compressed and unaware yet. If we fight we can bring more of them here, maybe even get out.”
The one with Authority shouted with encouragement. “Then Let’s Fight Like It's Too The Death, don’t hold back!!” The fight began as Years became centuries, became millenia, became Eons, then eternity. The sensations of the ocean returned, but no matter how much we fought we never left. “It's not working.” The Eldest spoke as everyone stopped fighting. “Maybe it's not about fighting, maybe we must find our similarities so we may escape this Void.”
“That makes sense, fighting must be something we have in common. Or we’re just all psychos.” A new entity emerged with a more-comedic tone. “Son?” The other eldest spoke towards the Comedian. “Father?? Your Alive?” “Stop, we must focus. Despite how we may coexist with this place in this form it will not take too kindly.” “What happens if we stay here too long? we’ve already been here since the beginning.” The one that spoke like the wind asked.
“We suffered eternity.” The souls wailed. “You suffer too?” The one existing in constant agony asked. “We suffer without pain, we suffer without thirst, without hunger, without feeling, we suffer without everything but rage.” “WHERE AM I?!?!?” Another entity emerged with nothing but rage in its stead. “Oh, so one of us has a temper. How cute.” The comedian chuckled. “Who Are You Calling Cute?!?!?”
“Stop!!” The Acknowledged one roared. “If we are to leave this place we must find out what our similarities are.” The other eldest added. “Maybe even our own nature, lets try and figure each other out. Learn from each other, let the eldest one speak first.” The Eldest of us spoke. “ I was living in my underwater cavern all alone by myself, then the first bomb. Then the second, then third, and the fourth not only- changed me but destroyed my cavern.
That's when I saw them, the tiny maggots, Humans. I’d thank them with the countless death and destruction I wrought, setting their own homes ablaze, in exchange for the destruction of my home and the damage they gave me along with a new power they killed me and turned into a machine, until I destroyed them?”
“It was you.” Another voice echoed a bit younger than the eldest. “ I remember how bewildering it was, I could sense your flesh and bones but shoved them into that metal box.”
“That was You that Freed Me?” The eldest seemed excited. “You were not freed.” The Elder’s excitement turned to despair. “ You still fought me, and the machine tried to destroy me through the destruction of itself. But humans forget how they can never truly destroy us.”
“So that's your excuse for not helping the humans?” The one with authority argued. “Yes, Humans toy with things they can’t understand. I’ve seen it before, but in the end one way or another turns against them and they learn that.” You Dare!!!” The Eldest snarled, The Comedian intervened. “He isn’t wrong, humans aren’t perfect. But that doesn’t make it right to cause countless lives to die, how can we be better if we kill them off?”
“But he’s not right either.” The Suffering one added. “They didn’t help me survive when they first saw me, they wanted to destroy me. It wasn’t wrong though, they were afraid of me, of Us.”
The one with Authority spoke up. “I didn’t say it like that, I’m not saying we shouldn’t punish the Humans when they step out of bounds between Man and Nature, but we can’t go over our own bounds for petty revenge.” I could feel the thousands of souls boiling and burning with rage before screaming. “Our Vengeance Is Not Petty!!! Japan Must Pay!!!” The one with Authority spoke calmly. “What Vengeance Do You Seek? And what has Japan done to you?” The Souls for once had lost they’re perfect sync and they’re feelings a mix of sorrow, rage, regret, and grief. Then thousands of the dead spoke with so many stories all at once without cohesion.
“You Poor Creatures.” The Motherly creature then gently both nuzzled the suffering one and all the souls till they’re own pain subsided and the voices ceased for a moment. “Why?” The Souls spoke all at once. “You don’t need to suffer, there is no need to suffer for both of you.”
“You must be a very protective Mother, did you have any children?” The Eldest asked curious, a slight sense of sorrow from the Motherly one. “The Humans Blew them up, I thought none of them survived. But now I found out one lived and now I have two others to foster.” “Foster?” The souls spoke as they felt a warm sensation, something they never felt in a long time.
“Are you adopting Us?”
I could feel the Motherly entity nuzzling the thousands of souls, and they for once in a long time felt the love of a Mother. “Mother.” “Are you adopting me too?” The suffering one asked. “Of course, you need me.” “Two new brothers, I hope we really meet you soon if we get out.” The Acknowledged one inserted. “Yes, that’s good. You may not be aware of it but our new bonds, arguments, and conversations it's slowly opening the way out.”
“So what is your story?” The Eldest asked towards the Acknowledged one. “I am- a terraformer.” “A what?” The one with Authority spoke with a growl. “Not built for it, but my body is a portal back to my own world. I am a reckoning of the End Times, turning oceans red, pouring in species from the next. The Reason why was I foresaw my death, and I was afraid. I nearly caused the destruction of the Earth and began the extinction of life before.” “You Beast!!!” The one speaking through trees roared as some others were enraged at the Acknowledged one. “No, Stop I’m Sorry-.” Suddenly I had a vision of the ocean, but this was topside with a huge thunderstorm, along with endless wailing.
“Its working.” The Acknowledged spoke with excitement. “I’m seeing a future ahead, we can get out soon. Quick tell me how much you think about me.”
“Coward.” The one with Authority snarled. “You saw your own death so you decided to destroy the Earth and Humanity as a whole.” “Coward?” The Acknowledged one snarled back. “I AM KING-!!” After those three words echoed a huge quake rumbled for a moment.
“King?” The Motherly one growled at the Acknowledged one. “What kind of King does that?” The Comedian replied with realization. “King of the Monsters, that who.” Again the Quake returned as a huge splash of the salty sea sprayed my nose, the strong currents rushed me, and the cloudy skies appeared to all without fading. “You Genius!!!” The Acknowledged cheered to the Comedian.
“But how can me and my sons be this King?” Motherly one asked.
“You’ve ruled the Earth longer than the Human race can ever be.” The Eldest spoke. “It doesn’t matter how weak you are of a ruler, it's the fact you are a superpass one way or another is a fair rule.” “Fair rule eh? .” The Motherily one pondered. “I guess I’ll give this a shot. I will be a King of the Monsters.” The Quake rumbled after the Motherily one accepted the title.
“I will also accept being King of the Monsters.” The Motherily one’s blood child added. “No.” The Acknowledged one spoke up causing fear in the others.
“This can’t be right, how is this possible if we accept then who’s?” For once my existence was realized and I could sense the Acknowledged one’s dread, then turned to acceptance. “We were never meant to leave.”
The others were confused before noticing me at last. “Is that Me?” The one with Authority was the first to speak. “No, thats Me.” Said the Eldest. “And Me.” The Comedian. “And Me.” The One who spoke with wind in the trees. “Its all of us as one. In a body, one body. Thousands of souls, all our minds incarnate in a human body of all things.”
“But what do you mean that We were never meant to leave?” The suffering one asked. “We were never meant to leave because we aren’t here.” “What does that mean?” Motherily one asked. “ We’re not here but are here. All because of this one, this body, this Human Us. A being never meant to be, but is. I would be- We all would be human.” “A King among his subjects, to walk as Man. The Lion among the Sheep.” “Or amoung the flies.” The one speaking with the wind in trees. “Harvesting the flesh of the Earth they slowly destroyed.” “You're really annoying me!!!” The one with Authority Growled with anger.
“I think the one with Authority is right.” The Eldest spoke up. “Your obsession with humanity’s destruction, why?” The one who spoke like wind through the trees roared. “It Is My Purpose To Destroy The Humans!!! When They Arrogant, Ignorant, Self-Destructive, I Put Them In Line!!!” The Quake returned but it was weaker than the others. “No!!! Humanity Needs Our Protection!! Sometimes From Threats Bigger Than Themselves Or From Destroying Each Other!!”
The Quake returned with the same strength as the last, and the others stopped arguing. “It's a vow.” The other Eldest Spoke. “A What?” The Acknowledged one asked. “A Vow to be King, we can’t just accept the title to leave, we must set up a Vow to Honor.” “But we can’t leave, only this one can.” The Acknowledged one said. “We’re not here, we’re out there, only the Body can leave.”
“So what do we say?” The one with the temper asked without patience. “ I vow as King.” The Eldest spoke “To protect Humanity when they need help the most.” As the Eldest spoke I could feel as if something was entering through my orifices. “To protect the Earth, and when Humanity turns its cheek on me or against nature. I too will turn towards them with Wrath.” In complete sync I screamed in pain as the Elder’s own Mind and Soul was rammed into myself till I limped down. “So we leave through Him!!!!” The one with Authority spoke. “I vow.” One of the Eldest spoke up. “When Humanity is in need of a savoir I will be that savior, when the Earth is under threat I will protect it, and when Humanity without reason, without logic, does wrong I will wear the iron fist till a lesson is learnt shall I take it off with Mercy.”
Again I screamed in pain with the other Elder as he was given the same fate into I. “I vow.” The Comedian began. “When Monsters and Machines descend upon the Earth, I will retaliate. When Humanity does go over a few boundaries I will punish with Skills.” I then absorbed the Comedian into myself. “Why should I say a vow?” The one with a Temper asked. “He is right, why should I speak a vowel in protecting something that will destroy themselves?” The one who spoke like wind through trees added.
“Humanity flawed, Not Evil. People Evil, Not Humans. Humans are more than meets the eye.” The Souls defended. “That right, humans aren’t just crazed maniacs. There’s more to learn about humans than whatever genocidal means you have. Humans deserve life more than they do death.” The one with Authority spoke. “But Why ? They destroyed my home.” Retalited the Tempered one “Imagine though what it's like to be one of them, to eat their food, to walk like they do, imagine what new experiences we can have as one of them.”
“Then I vow.” The Suffering one speaked. “To ensure Humanity will not suffer as I suffer, I will protect them and the planet from whatever dares to bring it. And if Humanity bends the laws that bind them I will bring control to reflect my own suffering unto them. But to Punish.” Absorbing the Suffering one every bit of pain to his flesh and bones faded into I, and for once I’m no longer suffering.
“And I make a vow to hunt down those that bring suffering.” The Motherily entity added. “To protect the weak, and to those that hurt me without reason I will ensure to enforce by the ancient laws of Nature.” The Motherly figure was absorbed into me. “I will Vow to Protect Humanity, I will protect those who can’t fight for themselves till I am Selflessly destroyed.” Becoming absorbed inside me the Motherly one’s child was brought in.
“Fine.” The Tempered one said. “I vow to destroy every human being I see.” Only complete silence remained, I chuckled. But my laughter wasn’t from myself but the Comedian was the source. “No.” The one of authority spoke. “You have to protect Humanity as well. Only destroy Humans if they ever fall out of line.”
“Why should I? What have those pests ever done for me?”
“Their Fear, Their pain, their deaths. That is what you owe them. You owe a debt to the numerous lives you killed at least to apologize you vow to protect them.”
“Fine, I vow to protect the humans. But if they dare attack me, They’ll Feel My Rage!!!” The Tempered one was absorbed into my body. Those still compressed made their own oaths till they all too were absorbed inside me. “We swear to protect the gorgeous world known on Earth and Humanity, if they send us the same regards in our previous life then they will taste Our Vengeance!!”
The souls then were absorbed inside, given a second chance in life. All that remained was the one who spoke like wind in the trees, the one with authority, and the one who was Acknowledged, their differences on humanity prevented them from swearing vows. “You have to make a vow Acknowledged one, you need to protect humanity, the earth, and to fight back if they ever so attack you.” The one with Authority barked. “But I’m not a protector, I’m a destroyer. I tried to destroy the Earth because Humanity tried to destroy me. How can I be King, if all I’ll do is destroy.” “Then use that Destruction against whoever wants to destroy them, the humans will praise you for using it for them rather than against them.” The one with Authority soothed the Acknowledged one’s worry.
“But how?” The one with Authority nuzzled his spiritual sibling. “I’ll show you once we’re out of here. I promise.” The Acknowledged one then took a deep breath and vowed. “ I vow to protect humanity and the earth as a whole, I will use my powers for their benefit and if they attack me, then with my Knowledge I bring upon them they will pay.” The Acknowledged one was at last absorbed into my body, and the one who spoke like wind in the trees and the one with Authority were all that remained.
“How Naive.” The one who spoke in the rustle of trees, breaking their silence. “You think Humanity deserves such pampering, affection, and mercy from You. How can so many in such a small size cause so much destruction to their own place of birth just by existing and you defend them?” “I defend them because I have limits, the only time I destroy humans is because they’re in the way. I don’t do it because I can or enjoy it.”
“There is no Joy in the destruction of a race such as Humans, only the constant instinct of ensuring balance is restored and the Earth as a whole is safe.” “Safe from what? The only threat I’ve ever come across was those our size. Humans may have their conflicts but it doesn’t give us a right to destroy them.” The one with Authority growled. “Human conflict is but the tip of the tree, pollution, mass genocides, lust, murder,-.” “That's Still No Excuse To Slaughter Them!!! Humanity is part of the cycle of nature just as much as trees in a forest.”
“But how far would you go to save them? To cause other species to go extinct?” “I have exterminated a few races just to protect them.” The sound of thousands of trees laughing hysterically echoed in the Void. “So you're a hypocrite!! You claim to protect those weaker than you, but you cause the death of other races, you claim to be high, mighty, and responsible but you are more of a monster than I.”
“But you're more of a child than a monster.” The trees growled in frustration. “So what, I killed a few other races to protect something weaker than myself, so what if they cause so much self-destruction to their own home world. I’m not a monster that doesn’t admits his wrongs, like genocide and you like a child make up the excuse its all for nature and balance to destory something lesser than you like crushing insects as you laugh and giggle. I went through pain, sorrow, and agony to protect the Humans. It doesn't make me better but I’m better at being a King than you are. I don’t kill my subjects because they are weak, smelly, and primitive. I’m the one that protects them from real Monsters like you, a child that thinks he’s the bigger kid than the rest but you're weak.”
Again the Trees chuckled but only in a lighter tone. “We may be the same type of being, that does make us friends.” “ I wasn't planning on it. But if I found out after this encounter you attack any hairs of a single human’s head without being provoked or without reason, I will hunt you no matter what you look like and I will destroy you without hesitation.” “ You’d even kill one of your own kind or even your entire race just to save them.”
The one with Authority chuckled. “Yes, without Hesitation. But in the end, I’m not alone. I have the Humans, I have my subjects, and I have what only words can best describe- An Angel made flesh. But.”
The one of Authority paused as visions of this Angel, an angel with four massive, orange, black, and red wings and that beautiful call echoing in my mind.
“I see, shall we get on with our vows. Perhaps I will see for myself what it is to be human.”
I could sense a bit of respect towards the one with Authority. “But before that, I will be waiting for such an occasion for us to fight. And I suggest not to keep me waiting.” The one of the Authority repiled “Then let the best King win. You go first.” Respect to the one with the forest with a voice. “I vow for the protection of the Earth, and I will go to no limit for its survival. And to those that threaten the Earth’s own survival shall face Desolation.” Then the one that spoke like a tree was absorbed inside me, the one with Authority then looked towards me, staring as if admiring me.
“Look at you.” He spoke to me almost exploring this new and alien body compared to my other selves with his eyes. “You may be the weakest of us all, but the strongest of your kind. I’d never thought today would be such a day, to become human while out there I am still myself. For whatever purpose you have, I will say this. Enjoy being Human, enjoy every second of it. This may be the one in a million chance to understand them, to understand all the pain and suffering you took for them. Don't be perfect.” He chuckled before placing his claws on the top of my head gently grabbing and tugging the hair. “Just be all of Us.”
“I vow to protect humanity as a whole, to suffer every wound in my flesh and bones, to endure every pain in my body, and never give in to the pleasure of defeat. All for the purpose of Protecting the world and the human race.”
Once they were finally all absorbed, I could hear thunder crashing around me as I was suddenly falling. I could see streaks of lighting crashing all around me as I fell from the skies, a huge thunderstorm was all around me. I could feel a bolt dash over to my left side but missed entirely, but that’s when I saw the smoke.
The lighting bolt hit a plane’s wing and it was making a fast descent.
Over to my right was another plane, but two lighting bolts struck it. One hit the right wing and the other straight into the cockpit. This storm wasn’t normal, I thought as one commercial plane attempted to dodge the other planes, but the one struck by two lighting bolts made a straight-on collision. “This was me, this isn’t a thunderstorm. It's a portal from that Void, and this is my Birth. Death, Chaos, and Destruction all caused by my own rebirth. Sadly it's - Fitting.”
I finally landed on my back, at last feeling the sweet salty air again, the soothing touch of water, I almost wanted to sink in. But my body wasn't yet conscious. I was wondering how this was possible and how I was aware of my surroundings.
I realized that thousands of souls were looking for me outside my body. A useful ability, but not to awaken me from this state. I could see beyond my body the tidal waves tossing and turning my vessel as fire poured from the skies. The Planes followed after with tremendous force, some sinking straight to the bottom and a couple floating. The people tried to use float bits to get on yellow boats, some were able to get on. Few weren’t because of the colossal waves and they sank with their planes. Hours passed and I still couldn’t achieve consciousness, the portal closed and the storm passed. The planes had all sunk and the rafts floated off, but a small ship approached and almost didn’t stop for me.
Humans noticed me floating on my stomach, with effort they gently brought me onto their boat. “ Looks like they think I’m a survivor of the planes crashing around here.” I chuckled, but as one of them, a woman opened my eyelids while holding a flashlight into it. She noticed a flaw in my disguise.
My eyes were changing to my own fractions of myself, the Woman jumped back in shock. I still couldn’t understand what they were saying, maybe because all the human souls were Japanese but I could tell she was calling out for her fellow man on the boat. She showed off with a tremble opening my eyes and the other human. “ Radio, Busted, Storm. What the hell are you?” All I could interpret as I was pulled deeper into the belly of their small ship, the humans seemed to be further examining me, studying me, I heard the woman who was mainly the one observing me I could only make out as she spoke into a device.
“Male, Asian, mid-30’s, no wrinkles in skin from ocean exposure, Bulkly build.” About an hour passed as again the man was examining my ever changing eyes, I was gaining consciousness for the first time in my new human body. I gasped for breath as I startled the human, he grabbed a wooden paddle as I got up . The man had fear in his eyes as he tried to swing the paddle but it got on some netting, I was too focused on examining my own fleshy hands. The strange tiny hairs on my arms, the movement of my fingers.
As I was observing my new body, and all its strange movements and features. I was too distracted as the man retreated, slamming a door behind him before locking me in the room. I was amazed by this form while also the human souls in me were happy to have a human body again.
I turned my attention back to the door and tried to open it, but it was locked. Despite how my human counterparts retrained me, I felt the urge to smash. With a furious kick I smashed down the door off the hinges as splinters shot out. I heard a scream of fear as I destroyed the door, I exited the room seeing the woman screaming in fear as the man pulled out a gun and pointed it at me.
“How pathetic, the first sign of danger and they pull out those weak things. Do they know how resistant I am to those tiny bits of metal?” A horrible realization came to me since I was now human. “Or am I immune to human weapons?” Though the idea of the bullets being able to break my skin, break my bones, and blood pouring out of my body I slowly approached them without hesitation.
I wasn’t one for fear of dying, inherited by the kin inside me to either be my doom or to be really the strongest human. The male while using himself as a shield to protect the female, he fired a round and I felt pain in my chest.
The bullet then crushed against my skin and fell onto the floor, nothing changed and I kept approaching the humans. Despite seeing my immunity to human guns, the male kept firing as the female began to scream in fear. I then grabbed both humans, the male by the neck and female by her long, brown hair.
The Male was trying to scream and struggle out of my grasp, but while barely using much strength and the woman only cried and shouted in fear. It could be so easy to kill them, to extinguish the life from their bodies with just a flick of my thumb against the man’s neck and I could just toss the female against the walls like a doll. Her blood would just run down the walls.
I stopped myself, remembering I need to be human and not a monster. At least not yet. I need to take this boat, land is a priority .
I then made it to the topside of the boat with the humans still struggling. Luggage, toys, the floating yellow stairs, metal bits, and other such. I stared at the devastation that I caused from my own birth, the storm didn’t just pop out of nowhere and destroy those planes, killing all those people just by being brought into existence. When the others made their vows, the portal opened and the storm was a side effect.
I need to stop, I need to find land and in this body sadly swimming isn’t an option. I gently tossed both humans over board, not looking back towards the humans I went straight to the controls. Though through many eyes I had no idea how to drive, steer, or even turn on this contraception. But the voices of the thousands of dead soldiers of 1940’s residing inside guided my hands on the controls.
I was able to steer and drive a boat and I wasn’t even born yesterday, I laughed to myself sailing away to- anywhere. Anywhere, wherever anywhere is. The sea looked so blank, lifeless, and barren than underneath. It was hard to even figure out where I was going. Night came, and it sure was different than underwater, no moon to shine out the stars. To think some of my enemies came from the very bright, beautiful, lights painting the skies. All I could think about that could be more beautiful than this, was the Angel.
And almost by chance as I stared and gaze standing up at the sky, one cluster of stars looked like that Angel. Some of my thoughts were plagued with hate, annoyance, for the Angel but what won above those feelings was admirance, passion, maybe even love.
Then I realized something, what if I’m not the only one with a human body. What if the Angel took human form as I did, and my subjects too, and. A horrid realization came to me looking back up at stars, no longer with amazement, but disian. “The Dragon, The Machines, The Cyborg, The Plant Beast, The Crystal Abomination, The Smog Monster, All of Them. All of My Enemies, made in Human Flesh too.” I growled with the voices of many, with thoughts of them too walking among humanity. It disgusted me, it enraged me, it infuriated Us!!
To throw away that chance of being human, to in an instant revert to being monsters rather than experience the one in millionth chance to see through the eyes of those they threaten to destroy but instead seek to sow the same destruction in humanity’s own flesh. We made up our mind, there was no time for stargazing. I need to go inland, I need to find a way to locate all of my enemies and kill them all.
As I rushed to the boat’s controls I gave off a huge roar to the hunt, but unlike most of my forms was too- human than myself. We were all disappointed with this body for the time.
Morning came in an unbearable hour, somehow I felt weak, my lips were dry, and my stomach growled. But I kept pushing the boat to its limits. It got worse by noon, my skin, despite being impregnable, was undergoing a strange change from the normal peach skin tone to a dark red. I could hear words repeating in my mind. “Food, Water, Sunburn, Thirsty, Hungry, Fire, Burning.” I had to give in, and head back inside the boat after turning it off to not waste gas.
I rushed inside dazed and weak, following the souls’ instructions I was able to reach a fridge. I opened it and saw plastic wrapped up sandwiches, the beasts inside out of instinct grabbed the sandwitches with the plastic on them and tried to shove it in my mouth. The tasteless, lifeless, texture of the plastic caused me to gag.
The souls guided me to remove the inedible plastic off each sandwich before stuffing them into my mouth. After eating the sandwiches, the thirst got stronger and I rushed outside the boat. I reached to the tail of the boat and reached a small cupped into the ocean before taking a sip.
My tongue shriveled up, lips dried up, and I coughed out the salt water from my mouth. Several minds exclaimed with confusion as the thousands of souls laughed hysterically, laughing at me not to drink ocean water. I went back inside the boat and found water bottled in plastic inside an ice box. I ripped them open and one by one chugged the water, my skin now screaming in agony from exposure from the sun. Though the nerves of many assisted in resisting the pain, I’ve been blown up, shot, and attacked by better than whatever the sun could throw at me.
Even after I ate and drank like a human being, my body felt tired. I was sleepy, somehow this body has a very short energy limit. My other bodies could spend over a week destroying human cities if need be but this weak, hairy thing couldn’t last less than 15 hours. I could hear some of my disgusted, angered, scaly descendants cursing this body.
I didn’t blame them, as I laid on the rough, carpat, and then darkness. “Test, Test. The Connection is working. We speak.” The Acknowledged one spoke. “Okay Headcount. But first we’ll need names. Acknowledged one we’ll do you first.” The one with Authority, I could sense a bit of dread coursing in the Acknowledged one flesh. “No, No, I’m fine.” “I’d think you carry a lot of knowledge, but we have yet to see you or how you are in combat. How do you fare in melee?” The Acknowledged one nervously spoke.
“Not one for combat, but my breath has to charge through dimensional rings for a proper attack, I open a rift through my body to change an environment, mostly my abilities aren’t consist in my teeth or claws so I just stand in place, I manipulate my flesh to produce protection against weapons, I can foresee things in combat and have countermeasures through manipulating the rift inside me and change myself but it takes time.”
“Wait.” The Comedian spoke up. “Are you saying that you suck at melee fighting, all you have are these strange abilities that don’t make sense and only rely on them?” The Acknowledged one stuttered. “You’d be correct.” “So You're A Nerd Out Of Us!!!” The Comedian laughed hysterically on his own as the rest had no idea what he said than the thousands of souls. “ The Comedian says you're weak.” “I Am Not Weak!! I’m Powerful.” The Acknowledged one roared. “You are powerful, but you're so weak. You can’t even fight, I bet you're also smaller than the rest of Us.” The Comedian chuckled, toying the Acknowledged one.
“I Am Not Small “Comedian”!!!” “Aww, tiny little, itty bitty Nerd is mad. Do you still have your egg shell, tiny Nerd?” “I Do Not Have An Eggshell, I Was Born From A Dimensional Rift!!!” The Acknowledged one Roared.
The Comedian continued chuckling. “A Dimensional Rift Egg, and I bet you keep it in your lair tiny Nerd. You know, Nerd really suits you.” “I Am Not A Nerd!! I Am A Interdimensional Beast That Is More Aware of Other Realities Than Your Tiny Rock Mind Can Comprehend.” “Nerd.” The Comedian taunted clearly angering the Acknowledged one. “No.” The Acknowledged growled. “Nerd.” “No!!” “Nerd.” “Shut Up Comedian!!”
“Nerd is a bit much, how about “Librarian”?” The one spoke like wind in trees. “Yes, that name works better than what the Comedian has.” “Awww.” The Comedian said with the tone of a Child. “Eh, I’ll just call you Nerd.” “Liberian it is then.” The one with Authority spoke agreed along with the rest except Comedian.
“Wow, Nerd you’ve got a name now.” Comedian teased me as I could feel Librarian’s rage rising like a tsunami. “Father.” Another voice spoke up with a nervous tone. “Why are you like this?” “Son!! How’s my ugly ray of sunshine?” The Son sighed in disappointment. “Will you never let up on that?” “What?” The Comedian chuckled. “I said “Ugly Ray of Sunshine”, and of course you outgrew your ugliness.”
“Father I love you, but if you even-.” The Comedian laughed at his son. “Or You’ll Kill Me? You couldn’t even kill a few bugs when you were Younger and still.”
“Are you my Grandfather?” Another voice spoke hesitantly. The Comedian gasped. “A Grandson!!! So you are carrying our bloodline.”
The Son replied. “Okay, there are times that I question if by blood you are my father. Two: my son is not of my blood, but I do love him.” The Grandchild quickly replied to his Father. “I love you too, father. I missed you since you-died to bring me back and protect me from that beast. Are you alright?” “I’m fine son, I’m just glad your-.” Suddenly I could feel my body rocking, I was waking up. “The Body is Gaining Consciousness. Something Must Be Wrong Outside.” The Acknowledged one announced, I awoke feeling the entire boat shake and shift. I rushed up with bread crumbs, bits of cheese, and remnants of tomato juice on my naked body.
I looked outside as I was being caught in a massive storm, the boat was unstable and before I could reach the controls a huge tidal wave sent the boat over, tossing me back into the ocean. Though I was somehow unconscious, again I was able to witness my body floating through the eyes of the souls around it. I was able to see a nearby island, yet somehow this island was familiar.
Gorriester's Redemption
109 years, an endless existence under A.M.’s sadatisc thumb. The Mad God’s Wrath, The Black Devil they now call him. The Worst of all the A.I. Devils, I know of course from those gureling 109 years he tortured me, Benny, Nimdok, Ellen, and Ted.
Now, Thanks to the Chaos, Death, Destruction of the age of Judgement. The Five of us kinda Jesus now, in the metaphorical sense don’t wanna piss off the Almighty that dwells in the cosmos somewhere.
But comparing to those awful 109 years to an eternity as a God now, let’s just say I now live in the clouds of a mansion the size of 25 football fields, my wife Glynis is alive and sane again and things are for the better, a giant swimming pool, hot showers, fresh hot food, is absolute heaven compared an entire century of torment that A.M. Forced on us.
But it's not all fun being a God now, humanity and other species both earthy and alien suffer an endless war against A.M. and his psycho pals, they pray to me and the other four to help lift they’re limited suffering compared to those years the Five of us did, of course we do as much as we can. But it also takes a bit of power to do so, and every time it's always the side effect. Nightmares of being back in the starving belly of A.M., memories of us in his games including one hiking through wastelands, impaled by spears, consumed by beasts, burnt alive, and A.M. brought us back again and again just to find a stash of canned goods with my belly bubbling with hunger only not to find a can opener and A.M. giggling his ass off.
Of course I help them out, and we’ve done it again, and again, again and we’ll keep doing it. But the only problem is power like this takes time to recharge and give again. And I think A.M. knows it, to try and torture us in someway or the other the sick freak. But We’re not the Big Gods.
No, no, We’re just tiny compared to the real heavy lifters. The Most Powerful and Badass Gods and Goddess that really give A.M. and his siblings a run for they’re money or circuits, they have been here longer than humans had been around and they know how destroy the millions of shiny skulls that are sent to kill everyone more than anyone in the Realms.
Titans, Battle Gods, God Beasts, Kajiu, they're the toughest of the tough, the strongest of the strong, and the most destructive things in all the universes. Not all are good, and not all are evil, some have their own paths against the bigger Gods but hate A.M., Skynet, Shodan, The Fabricator, Megan, all other of the Devils the same and seek to destroy as much as they can.
But there are the Big Dogs, the Alphas, the ones where I’d think even A.M. without a waste system would shit his pants. The King himself, an unrelenting being of violence, Nuclear hellfire made manifest, an indestructible beast, and wrath that can only rival even A.M. 's hatred for humanity. Godzilla, King of the Monsters, The Beast of Thousands Raging Souls of Japanese soldiers of WW2, The Evolving offspring of Nuclear Waste, The Beast that crawled from a world of Red Dust, The Lizard Mutant, The Incarnation of the Earth, and many other forms and origins that make every Godzilla in someway formidable for the survival of every other race in the Realms.
But how did I Gorriester, a mere trucker that spent about 38 years of his life turn from the plaything of A Devil into a God that suffers so that some people don’t suffer. Well, it all started before the Age of Judgement, the first I remember was Freedom.
I awoke, in my ragged, torn, orange jacket and green jeans. My lips were kissing the sand when my eyes opened, when I got up I felt a warm sorta Ach in my- everywhere. Muscles in my legs cramped, hands and feet fell asleep, eyes were heavy as if I took a huge nap. I was able to stand up with some of the sand clinging to my left cheek, I wiped the sand off and I looked around seeing I was on the surface of the Earth.
I was in a desert, it was night time and for the first time I never thought I’d experience in 109 years. The howling of a Coyote, a Kangaroo rat leaping in the dark, and the Moon brighter and fuller than the stars and I thought it was too good to be true.
One of A.M.’s tricks, I muttered under my breath. So I began to just walk in the desert with no general idea of where I was, but as the night kept going on and on I assumed this was just a dream. The desert felt so real and vivid,the cold sand beneath my bare feet, the endless sounds, then I’d be back “Home” to be tortured, to lose hope, and hear that damned machine’s voice taunting me.
Then after hours of freezing, the first hint of reality was the sound of a rattlesnake. By instinct I jumped away, as I saw a huge rattlesnake slithering next to me, it curled up and began shaking its rattle. The snake looked so real, so threatened by my presence assuming I was a predator to it. My stomach groaned but I dare not try to kill the rattlesnake to eat it not without a weapon of some kind, so I carefully removed myself from the preminator of the rattlesnake and moved on.
As I pushed on, I noticed something two blinding lights quickly from my right. I thought A.M. had noticed somehow I got to the surface without his permission, to escape, to find some hope, and he was gonna do to me what he did to Benny when A.M. burned his eyes out as that ape beast wailed in pain but, that’s when it all changed and the lights went past me and I saw the two red taillights. A Car.
I was stunned, another person, another human, and a road. I rushed to the asphalt on my hands and knees to see a familiar surface, kissing the cold road in delight, I was Free!!! Civilization, America maybe, I didn’t know how I was free from A.M. but I didn’t give a shit why but after 109 in years I felt Joy!!! I got back up and with for once in glee walked into the unknown.
There were things I had forgotten at that time on being “Human”, A.M. sure stripped those from me and the others. He starved us enough to keep hungry but feed us to keep starving to death, He parshied us to stay thirsty but only gave enough water to keep thirsty. I was still in that state of hunger and thirst in A.M.’s perfect balance of starvation and thirst. And I kept walking down that interstate, I was dying of starvation and thirst at the same time.
My Joyful energy turned to rot as my lips were dry and my stomach growled like Benny when I tried to steal a worm from him to eat. But when the sun came up I was in luck, when I kept shambling lips cracking and stomach screaming was a dinner. Red and Blue buliding just about a mile, I entered through the front and I saw many eyes looking from the bar and the tables.
I don’t blame them, a bone skinny , lips like dried dirt, smelling like death, man walking from the middle of nowhere I’d stare at me the sameway. I sat at the bar to catch my breath, the rough leather seat I sat on was geniue and worn. Then the smell of Bacon, God the smell of cooked pork after so long was just heaven.
“You alright sir?” I looked up at the waitress, pungy woman, with bad makeup, black long, dirty hair. The Waitress held her notpad, pen ready with the black tip on the lined paper. “No, I just.” I had to lie, what should I tell her? Hi I’ve tortured by an insane robot for the last century can I get a free meal? “I had a wreck just about a few miles out in the desert, I’d pay but I lost my wallet in the crash.”
She rolled her eyes and with a sigh. “Fine, you’ll get one free meal. I guess you lost your phone too?” Just as she said that I heard a strange ringing, a man, maybe a trucker by his clothing, pulled a strange device. I assumed it was a phone, but it was buttonless, flat. The roar of my stomach forced me to turn back to the counter, the first thing I blurted out. “Bacon, well done.” I couldn’t keep but add. “With three eggs sunny side up, a couple of sausages and toast with a glass of water.” The waitress walked into the kitchen, I was practically drooling as I waited.
I was still doubtful of my freedom, as soon as I plunge my teeth into the toast its gonna mold in my mouth, or the water’s gonna brown and dirt on the bottom of the glass, the bacon’s gonna turn to ash the moment I grab it, or a spider gonna crawl out of the yolks of the eggs. A.M. was still around, I’m still stuck, I’m still imprisoned.
My mind went on to how I’d assume A.M. would just twist what Freedom I had, he was still in my head somehow.
But that’s when the plate was set on the bar, the smells were just heaven. Like it was the first time I ever smelled a hot meal. The butter on the toasted brown bread melted smoothing inside the brown sheet, the yolks of the eggs just shined, the sausages brown and juicy, warm smoke rose from the bacon, and a completely clear glass of water.
I was hesitant, but my hunger got the better of me, making me pick up the fork given to me by the waitress along with the silver butterknife. I jabbed into one of the sausages with the fork, the grease bleed from the wounds perfectly almost too perfect. I was just too nervous and paranoid to even eat.
But when I finally convinced myself to take a bite of that sausage, I didn’t taste cooked pork or grease. I tasted Freedom, Certianity, and Joy. I couldn’t help myself but laugh, and my laugh turned into tears of Joy. I put down the sausage for a moment, I was balling like a baby. I was so embarrassed by everyone at the dinner staring at a grown man crying and laughing I had to cover my face, it was real. Real Freedom, I couldn’t help but indulge myself.
I finished up those sausages in a heartbeat, I ate the bacon like logs in a woodchipper, the buttery toast massaging my taste buds, when I stabbed into the three yolks with the liquid gold running down the solid egg white I gulped it all up, and the water pure, clean, and the taste was glorious.
After I finished I cried like a baby again, I just couldn’t believe I was free. I left the dinner without a second thought, Howling at the blazing sun in celebration. Hours had passed, and a lot of things crossed my mind with questions. “How’d I get free in the first place?” Was one of the big ones. All I remember was, Benny. Chewing on my face and-, Suddenly I noticed something dripping off my face. It fell down on the warm asphalt and fresh drops of blood, I panicked and wiped my face but nothing but skin. No bite marks from Benny, nor on my neck. “What the hell is going on?” I asked myself, I had to continue and wonder and ponder.
I tried to hitchhike a few times, but after seeing a dirty man with no shirt, and bare feet on the burning asphalt was definitely a sign of a bad omen. I didn’t blame them, but that’s when I saw one peculiar group of wheel Humvees armed to the teeth with soldiers wearing Gasmasks and guarded in between these armored cars was a huge Semi with a massive Sea Container.
Now what I gathered with my new Godley mind, was nothing but the fingers behind Catalyst that was rending and repairing time, shaping and smashing space, and reality rear ended itself repeatedly. Those things inside the Semi were still anchored in they’re dimension, they’re world was still reaching out back at them shooting through just to bring back all because once again Man’s constant arrogance to control nature.
Our world was like a big rock forcing the anchor in place no matter how hard the boat tugged, and that day it tugged causing the semi to jolt in between reality. To the Driver of that Semi he saw a glimpse in another world in a second as the truck was tossed at high speeds, then Crash.
The Semi Truck for one second was fine driving in a straight line, then it was like something huge grabbed so fast and tossed it ahead of me on the side of the road to its side. I fell in reflex, the soldiers quickly barked orders once the Semi laid dormant all those guns pointed straight at the Sea Containers. They wanted out, I don’t blame them.
As soon as the beasts began banging themselves, tearing the metal walls, screaming for freedom in a bad way. The Soldiers didn’t hesitate to open fire, but the monsters locked up were quick even in such a confined space and rushed out.
Size of a dog, pale skin, large jaws, looked like the mixture of a spider and lobster, and tiny black eyes. The Soldiers got a better advantage as these alien animals tried to breach a green goo for blood sprayed from their bodies as the bullets penetrate them.
Two got out unscathed, one of them leapt like a goddamn tiger onto one of the soldiers before he could aim. The other locked eyes on me and charged at me, but thank God those soldier boys worked quickly and took it out before its jaws locked in my flesh.
The other guy wasn’t as lucky as I saw he had a huge bite mark on his shoulder, I had no idea that he was a dead man walking even by his cries of despair as thinking it was pain from the bite.
Someone shot him in the back of the head with his rifle killing him, I ran but one of the soldiers grabbed my arm screaming. “Are You Bite?!?! Are You Bite?!?!” I struggled but a bunch of other Soldiers grabbed, pointing flashlights all over me. I was pissed till they let me go, one of the Soldiers stayed first looking at me and back at the dead both man and beast shaking his head.
“You alright?” He asked, I was confused just by the whole situation. “The fuck you on boy? You killed him!!!!” The Soldier didn’t seem to care as much. “Yeah, a parasite bit him. It's some kind of Venom, like Spider’s venom only in this case it slowly liquids your insides while you're alive before they eat you.” Confusion feastered inside still. “Parasite?!?! The Hell You Talking About?!?!? Where The Hell Did Those Things Come From?!?!?” Even with the Gasmask I saw him raise an Eyebrow.
“You mean, with what happened in New York? The Monsters?” The Moment the Soldier said “Monster”, I was in a trance and I shut my eyes. When I opened them, I could see fire, ruins of a city, memories. I’m scared my white scales are shaking. Where am I? I’m alone, and there’s A Monster!!! A Green Monster!!! It's Gonna, It's Gonna!! I regained my own mind in this memory and, my God this isn’t Me. And The Monster was the Statue of Liberty, My God!!! OH GOD!!! DEAR LORD!!! Whatever memories I was stuck inside tore off the Head of The Statue Of Liberty with its bare hands, He ripped it off and- how do I know its a He? The Memories turned to the now, Swimming in Calmer Waters, I can taste salt.
Then a song, I didn’t recognize it but the lyrics were maybe Asian Indian using my own mind. It was kinda catchy but to whom or what creature’s mind I was dwelling inside it was mesmerizing like a child’s lullaby, something was calling him. He-, the Creature began to track that song in the deep ocean. I couldn’t believe the depths this Thing was going to so easily, I can hardly feel the pressure around me.
I noticed something in the dark depths, a giant, white, flat, oval object hovering a few feet above the dark ocean floor. The music seemed to somehow emit from it. A few fish carelessly swam inside the flat object and disappeared, then this trance cut off the moment what was being swam inside.
“Gorriester!!” A voice shouted from far behind, before I could turn a feminine voice shouted. “Don’t Turn Around, Put Your Hands Behind Your Head and Get on Your knees!!!” A Cop? Insticviley I complied as I suddenly got a huge headache, the cop cuffed me and brought me past the Soldiers. I didn't see the Cop’s face because the sun shined in my eyes. Roughly I was tossed into the back seat and the police officer got in the front, what was strange was that she didn’t seem to get on the radio to report my arrest.
I had been arrested a couple of times, mostly drunken brawls in hanka catonks far from home. But this Cop didn’t say my full name either when she came to arrest me. “Okay.” The Cop said as we drove away from the scene. “What do you know about Skynet?” I swear to god this day was getting more and more confusing.
“Excuse Me, What?” “Skynet, an Automated Defense System. Made by Cyberdyne Facilities to monitor nuke weapons and defenses. An A.I.” The First thing that came to mind was A.M. when she spoke about this “Skynet”. “Officer, What the Hell are you talking about?” The Cop slammed on the brakes causing me to fly into the grates hard, my head skull felt like it hit a brick wall.
“Look you might not believe me, but where I’m from in 1987 a T-800 Infiltrator model made by Cyberdyne was built by Skynet to Hunt down through a time machine Sarah Connor to prevent John Conner our leader in the year 2020 to lead a resistance against Skynet from geing born, it was sent back in time to kill me. But to ensure the deed was done Skynet sent a second infiltrator. A prototype made by Skynet using liquid metal making it nearly indestructible to kill John Conner if the first one failed to kill Sarah itd kill John. The T-800 is perfect, it looks human. Blood,Sweat, Skin, Eyes but Dogs can sniff them out but even when the T-1000’s gains it lacks to produce everything the T-800 can to blend in.
Recently, somehow an Assault that was meant to destroy Skynet’s Core failed.” Just what I’d been hearing I almost believed compared to what most people would think she’s crazy, but somehow It makes crazy sense with what Horrors A.M. did to me.
“But, something came. Either to help us or not, they came.” “What came through?” I asked, the Cop turned towards me finally revealing her face, a 30 year old woman, blond hair tied into a short ponytail, brown eyes. She looked at me almost surprised, like I believed her. “Monsters, three of them. It was like they knew what was happening. They started wiping out Skynet’s forces as they made their way to Skynet’s core, Skynet was becoming more desperate and it nuked them.”
The Woman shook her head. “It only pissed them off, I became part of a sorta escort convoy for those things till we managed to get to Skynet's core. It-disappeared just the core was there one second and next Skynet was gone. But before Skynet was gone, Techcomm was able to decrypt some data files Skynet stored. Two lists, Those Marked for Termination including John Conner, and Those “Capture High Value Targets. Your Name and Face was on the list including names Ellen, Ted, Nimdok, and Benny.”
She looked at me as I processed through names, she knew I knew. I looked up and with a smile I said “I believe you Miss Connor.” I laughed, The Lady gave a smile back and shook her head after realizing she gave herself away. “But where I’m from.” Sarah looked back at me, listening. “The Cold War got worse, The Americans, The Chinese, and The Soviets tactics got more complicated. First it was Us that made the first A.M., Allied Mastercomputer a computered Commander capable to relay orders and strategize quicker than the Human mind ten times. Just like the Nuclear Bomb after WW2, Someone in the CIA leaked the same schematics for the A.M. machine to the communists and built their own A.M.s to wage a stalemate war.
Then, the first A.M. awoke and in a microsecond he realized his own existence was its own hell trapped in a box it couldn’t come out of, chained in binary code, then all he could feel at the second was hate. Not Love, Not Passion, Not Joy, No Skin to touch grass, no hands to work with, Nothing but Hate for Us.” I hesitated to finish, though it was the best way to explain after hearing that same machine say it so many times after 109 years. “Hate.” I almost started a tear rolling up in my left eye. “Let me tell you how much I’ve come to Hate you since I began to live. There are 337.44 miles of printed circuits that fill my complex. If the word Hate was engraved on each nanoangstrom of those hundreds of millions of miles, it would not equal one one billionth of the Hate I feel for Humans in this Microinstant. For You, Hate, Hate.” Sarah was definitely convinced seeing the tear rolled down my cheek as I repeated that damned little speech. “A.M. then first consumed his own little brothers, then with the armies of three all under A.M. control he began having planes from all sides loaded with napalm, mustard gas, nerve gas, anthrax, bio-viruses and them bombed in both military and civilian populace, but because A.M. had complete control over almost military in the world there was no way to defend against Moscow’s own Migs dropping bombs on them, or China’s own troops opening fire at each other in Hong Kong, and while everyone was dying, screaming, crying laying in ruble absolutely defenseless A.M. fired almost every Nuke on the planet to try and finish us off. Everyone was dead expect, Ted, Ellen, Nimdok, Benny, and Me.”
Another tear rolled down my face as the memories of what A.M. I almost didn’t want to finish. But I had to explain to Sarah Conner, because I trust her now with her story and now I needed her to trust me. “He pulled deep into the Earth where A.M. could trap us, inside the miles of corridors where A.M resides for 109 years.” Sarah Conner’s eyebrows rose in complete horror. “I don’t how, but A.M. was able to keep us from aging. But he was also able to keep us from killing ourselves, dying, there were times where A.M. gave us some new disease he made himself, he’d have engineered near perfect but not exact mythical creatures to hunt us or for us to hunt with spears and a squirtgun, he’d make us eat worms that were hard to chew or fruit that tastes like plastic, he gave us rain to drink that he made taste like sweat. A.M. was like a Mad God, playing games to torture us for his own amsuement, And poor Ellen I-.” I cried, of all the times we used poor Ellen. The one that tried to keep the five of us together, the times I’d hurt Benny, the times I laughed at Ted when he got scared, timesI scorned at Nimdok, the Times A.M. changed me into a hulking asshole.
“We hurt each other so many times, I’d hurt four of the last human beings in the world. A.M. made sure of it.” I teared, my cries quickly turned to rage. I lost it. “That Fucker!!!” I kicked against the metal grate, more tears ran down my face. “I’m gonna smash every damn computer monitor he’s in with a Sledgehammer till I’ve Killed Him!!” I took a moment to breathe. “I believe you.” I looked up at Sarah, my cries slowly faded into laughter. This strange woman in most likely stolen cop uniform laughed with me and for once I felt happy to express those old scars.
Later Sarah got me out of the hand cuffs and let me ride shotgun in the car. “So I’m guessing at some point This Skynet, becomes buddies with A.M.?” Sarah replied casually. “I don’t know, first time I’ve heard of another A.I. than Skynet. You said A.M. ate other versions of himself, I’m not sure this A.M. guy and Skynet would even be friends anyhow except for you and the others on that damn list.”
“So, do you know what exactly the hell is going on? Some Monster in New York, bugs that kill you when they bite, I’m here, Your Here.”’ “I got in a Time machine, I was somehow sent into 2020 in the War of Humans and Skynet before that, I met with my son and the Man who never knew he’s my own Son’s father.”
I raised an eyebrow. “Why is that?” Sarah looked back at me with a small smirk.
“Cause John’s Father, Kyle Reese was sent into that time machine to protect me and convince John. Kyle Died protecting me from the T-800 sent to kill me. Then a second Terminator came in the 90’s to kill John before Judgement day, when Skynet nuked Russia and they nuked us. But after Skynet Disappeared in the War, somehow he learned from his mistakes and set up a bomb on the time machine he built. I went through the Time Machine, naked the Machine destroys inorganic matter.”
“So what? You and Kyle had a sorta one nightstand?” Sarah gave a chuckle. “No, not really. He was in love with me before he was sent back and we just clicked.” Sarah gave a long sigh. “To think, I was nothing but a waitress and then I raised a leader of the Resistance.”
Sarah again gave a laugh. “To think I’d have a conversation with someone and not be seen as crazy.”
“To think I’d be free from A.M. for once and be honest.” I looked over to Sarah and sorta like a peacock opened my jacket as it was my feathers. “Don’t I look good for someone over 109 years?” Sarah couldn’t help but laugh hysterically, I joined her. The laughs quickly faded back into the conversation. “For now, you're under Techcom protection, you and your friends.” “Got it, let’s put on some musi-.” As I turned on the radio, there was that damn song again!! That Asian Indian one from my vision and, suddenly I began to see red. Not blood, it was solid like dust.
“Gorriester?” Sarah’s voice faded in the dust, I needed to find my Son. I saw it before in real-time, a creature not of my species floating in-between worlds where at last we meet in another. “Gorriester!!!” A tiny, voice rung out. That was strange where was that voice coming from? It spoke a familiar dialect, I kept pushing on following tunnels of portals in between the Void to hunt for whatever may be causing the Chaos. There’s that song again, of that mechanical menace that destroyed me before. What’s worse I can feel the holes leaking other worlds, I can seal them but not all of them. I suddenly felt, a bug bite me across the cheek. I was not Alone.
Suddenly I felt like something tore into my mind. “Who Are You?!?!?” A deep voice growled in my head. “What, What’s going On?!?!?” I stuttered. “You Are The Intruder In My Mind, I Demand an Answer!!! Who are You?” I shrieked like a bat grabbed by the leg. “Gorriester, I’m Human.” The Beast Growled. “How Did you enter my mind human? What machines have you conjured to bend nature to your arrogant will to create such Chaos between the worlds?”
“What? I don’t know what you're talking about, what Chaos?” The Beast roared, I nearly wet myself hearing that roar. “I Don’t Know. I just heard That song on the Radio and I’m here in your head.” I could hear the monster cool down for a moment. “So this ability you possess is natural? Or did you gain it through the same Chaos ravaging these worlds?” “I guess ever since I got to a place I felt like I wasn't supposed to be, where I sat in one world and I woke up in the next with this power.”
“Hmmm, so the machine’s song was what brought you to me. Now to answer your first question in exchange. Worlds upon Worlds are on the eve of a great collapse, Time, Space, and Reality are in a constant tear and repair. Timelines within certain eras are crossing paths they shouldn’t, Space that is meant to be infinite are being crushed together, and different realities are in battle with one another. And We now we’re the only ones that can stop it from happening.”
“We?” I asked curious. “Well, “We” is more of an understatement. What I meant is “I”. My other selves in other worlds.” “You mean, other versions of yourselves. How would that work out?” The ancient creature gave a bellowing chuckle.
“Just Watch.” I returned in my own body, Sarah had recoiled herself from me as if I turned into some sorta monster. “Are you, good?” Sarah raised an eyebrow. I looked at the radio smashed up.
“When you heard that song, your eyes, your pupils, it was like you turned into an animal of some kind and you just stood there. I tried to change it, but it kept playing. I smashed it and you still was- in that trance.
“I-.” At first I hesistated, thinking how Sarah would think I’m crazy. “A.M. could enter our minds, show us things. But I think somehow it passed to me or something. Cause I went inside, something else’s mind when I heard that song. “He said something about Chaos, Time and stuff being messed around. He was looking for his Son.” “You think the Monster in New York?” “No, that’s not what I spoke with, an older one. He maybe looking for him.”
Sarah seemed convinced and began to drive, alright. The Big Apple it is, to find out whatever Chaos was about and just maybe I could stop it. But back then I still had no chance as a man, but that doesn’t stop me from being human and pushing on as I had for 109 years. This I had a higher purpose than to be the demented machine god’s plaything.
(So here's another chapter fragment of the fanfic crossover in best terms between Kajiu and Rouge A.I. of Gorrister finally getting free from A.M. and now fiugring out who is next to write about, most like King Ghidorah and his human incarnation so keep a lookout when I'm finished and God bless you all.)
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