| SubZeroChimera User Level: 9     Posts: 10/11 EXP: 2459 For next: 703 Since: 11-12-09 Since last post: 12.3 years Last activity: 12.0 years  |
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| Heya guys! I heard that the story board here was looking for some more stories (Whether or not this is true is beyond me), so I decided to upload a chapter. For anyone wondering, or for anyone who might have already come across this work of fanfiction, you can find it (as well as a lot more chapters) at this site; http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4547154/1/Happy_Anniversary I probably won't submit another chapter here, since it would really start to gum up the place. I hope you enjoy! Oh, and feel free to submit a review if you so choose, but I can't change the spelling/grammar/etc of this first chapter. (So please don't yell at me if I did something wrong here!) - - - - - - - - - - Flames erupted from the center of the ship, the once awe-inspiring monstrosity struggling for its last breaths. Lifeless fragments of flesh-like metal exploded and separated away from the body, lights flickered and died along with a multitude of mechaniloids. All aboard who could flee, fled. The Ouroboros was falling. - - - - Deep within an underground chamber, an ancient god stirred from his rest. A shock wave from some sort of explosion pounded through air and soil, causing small pebbles to clatter around into each other. The god opened his glowing, blood red eyes... And yawned. “Of all the times for me to get disturbed, it just had to be now.” grumpily complained the aged demon. For centuries, ever since being sealed away from an unsuspecting world, the restless warrior had trained vigorously. Pushing his body far past its limit, he'd gained strength where others would have died long ago. Even with this, his power core developed so that there would never be a need to eat an E-crystal again. And when he didn't feel like training, he meditated. Before being sealed away, he would have sought conflict and chaos, just to see how much blood he could spill. But that rash, thoughtless behavior had caused him to be “destroyed”, imprisoned for what would likely be forever. So he had vowed to fight only those who he felt were worthy (or just stupid enough to challenge him). When he wasn't training or meditating, there was little else to do except bang his head against the wall. Literally. Omega, the once proud god of destruction, had changed considerably. He had also reached a great milestone in his lifetime. Today was the 200th year anniversary of when he was sealed away. Omega sighed. On the one day he had let himself have a break, he was being disturbed. And, he thought bitterly, by something that he didn't even know about. An idiot with a nuke, probably. Earthquakes suddenly shook the cavern, ominous cracks and groans straining out from the walls and ceiling. Omega looked up at some newly formed fractures in the roof of his “home”. Then had about one second to dodge a falling boulder. Dust clouds rose from where the shattered rock landed. Only one meter from there, Omega stood wide-eyed at the van-sized chunk of ceiling that had almost landed right on top of him. “That would've hurt...” was all he could say, stunned. Soon, a sound came from above his head. Another large rock fell, but he was ready for it. Again, a noise, a boulder fell. Within seconds, Omega was launching himself every which way to avoid the bulky projectiles coming from the ceiling. “At this rate, I'll be buried alive!” Omega yelled to himself, slightly panicked. Then a thought struck him. He bolted for the only doorway in and out of his prison. Miraculously, no boulders were blocking it, but the state of the walls around it did not look as promising. Without pausing for a minute, Omega enthusiastically tackled the door, causing it to fall down with a big bang. What Omega saw on the other side made him a very happy god indeed. The expansive death-pit of spikes and disappearing platforms, which used to be impassible, now lay under fragments of rubble. Rubble that he could use to cross the pit! Without a backwards glance, Omega was hopping and leaping gracefully across, avoiding more rocks and the remaining disappearing blocks. Once on the other side, he made a mad dash to the opposite side of the tunnel-like cavern, hoping desperately for a way out. He found it. Part of the wall had collapsed, and light was shining through. The mad dash continued, straight towards the light, closer, closer... And out! Exactly two hundred years after being abandoned in pitch black darkness, Omega was free! Free as a bird, to do anything he wanted. And the first thing he did... “Ow, ow OW!! Goddamnit, OW!!” was stare at the sun. Think, people, of the popular prank of turning the lights off, and when people finally adjust to the dark, click, you turn them back on. Well, let's just sat that after two hundred years of black, the sun is a very, very big lightbulb. “OOOOOOOOOOWWWWW...!” Omega began cursing and muttering things extremely unprintable. Shortly, however, his eyes were adjusted to the light of day (the joys of being a reploid!). Recovering from his bright experience, Omega set off from where he was. Walking a few steps ahead, he stopped. Why was everything getting dark again? Small, strange meteors were falling from the sky, along with larger ones, and some Mechaniloids and parts too. Omega looked up to where they appeared to be coming from. When he saw what was there, it took three full seconds for him to realize what was happening. “HOLY SHI-!!” KURKRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAASSSSSHH!! The ultimate biometal, Ouroboros, had fallen. |
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