Intercepted Pass

[Jack Darby]

Warren was not in the best of moods. Of course when one couldn't even come up with a basic idea of how to build an underwater base such a thing could potentially sour the mood of the individual. But that was not all that had happened to Warren. No, it wasn't. For during the course of his stay inside of the Omniverse, a series of horrible events had befallen Warren. Originally the first thing that had went wrong was when he had went to Coruscant. There when he had attempted to build a sword for himself the Storm Troopers had meddled. It wasn't just that they had meddled however because that alone could have been forgiven. Chances are even if he could build an electric fucking fence for his base, it wasn't going to do him much good given Primes could likely walk right past if as if the trap was not there. Angrily he started marching from where he was near the Fountain towards the gate of Camelot. While he may have initially failed to learn magic he was not going to fail a second time. 

Words escaped his mouth like an angry swarm of bees.

"Fine. It seems I must go back to Camelot even though I have no desire to.   After all I'll need to make myself grow stronger than I am presently if I'm to survive here. Hell I might even build a couple of new weapons for myself." 

[Koal]

"Leah? May I ask a question?"
"Shoot."
"If I were to die, what would happen to you?"
"I suppose I would follow into the grave, Koal."
"...Guess I better not die, then."

Koal fell to the ground as another memory forced its way into his mind, tripping over his feet and throwing up dust when he hit the ground. His mental landscape was assaulted with images of a woman with short, black hair and eyes of molten gold. Feathered wings that jutted from her shoulder blades. A feeling of comfort and fear shot through him as his skin crawled. His arms barely supported his weight as he began to shake, Tears gathering in his eyes. Koal felt a wave of sadness overtake him, though he didn't know why he would feel this way over a random woman.

"I don't understand..." He rasped out, his voice weak and shaky due to his damaged vocal chords. "I don't know who she is, why the hell am I sad?" Tears had made their way out of his eyes, the little droplets like stars on his alabaster skin. He growled low in his throat as he became frustrated at himself. At his own weakness. 'Grow a backbone, you worthless excuse for a sentient being' his inner self taunted, face twisted in disdain and disappointment. The entity pushed himself to his feet, cracking his legs in anticipation for more running.

His violet eyes focused on the nearby gate, hard and determined. He would make himself useful. He would find a worthy master, and serve them with unswerving loyalty. Bunching the muscles in his legs, Koal took off at a run. It wouldn't be long before he reached the gate. He felt drawn to this verse, as if he had been there before. But that wasn't possible, right? The dark haired teen shook his head to dispel the thoughts. They were irrelevant, and would not halo him succeed in his endeavors.


Slowing as he reaches the rough stone structure, he ran a hand over it, feeling the bumps and ridges in the rock. It felt familiar and comforting. As he prepared himself to step through it, Koal heard a rather rude shout.

"You there! Prime!"

[Jack Darby]

Frowning as he surveyed the environment,  Warren held out his hand. Dark energy surged around both of his hands. What was this unfamiliar power that he felt coursing through his veins? It felt soothing,  but also burned at the same time. Noticing someone who was around,  Wild Card frowned. Examining the individual, Wild Card could tell that the individual was actually a Prime like him.  On his way over to the individual, Warren shouted.

Like a guided missile,  words shot out of his mouth. 

“Hey there,  Prime!”

Warren examined the Prime as he got closer. The prime wasn’t much and could honestly use some improvement in his combat capabilities. 

"You can call me Wild Card. I've decided to offer you a little deal. I can arm you and make sure you're properly equipped. But in return you'd have to assist me on a quest. You see,  i'm going to Camelot to learn the ability of magic. It will certainly come in handy for me. So what do you say, are you willing to assist on the quest?" 

[Koal]

Koal spun, the armor-like constructs on his arms hissing to life, engulfing the limbs in a opaque blackness. The tips sharpened into claws, but before Koal did anything he might regret, he listened to the offer. Was it worth it? Assist this man in his endeavors to obtain a weapon… It seemed like a good enough opportunity to learn more about this world and the way it operated. His claws dissipating, the Demi-human backed away before skeptically regarding the being before his eyes.

Clad in a sort of armor, he could see none of the natural features this man possessed, but he could appreciate the work and skill it took to build and maintain a suit of that caliber. His violet eyes flashed with a faint glimmer of respect. His eyes snapped up to the helmet, narrowing. He snorted derisively.

“Why should I help you? What could you possibly teach me or give me that I couldn't learn or obtain on my own?” He growled, his form flickering. “If you can't learn something as simple as magic, then I don't know what the hell you'll be good for!” The Shape-shifter spun on a heel, intending to step through the gate, before he felt a hand roughly grab the back of his jacket, before whirling him around. His throat was held tight, effectively cutting off his air supply. He tried to pry at the hand that held him, but found he could break the grip. It's not like he wasn't strong enough, if Koal had to guess, he was just as strong as this guy. The problem was that he had a secure hold that the teen couldn't break even if he was stronger. The grip was released suddenly, and Koal fell to the ground, his lungs screaming for air. He felt a new respect for the figure before him.

“Alright, fine, I'll help you.”

[Jack Darby]

"Very well. We'll begin the moment we go through the Gate. We'll be headed to the Flying Island where they teach magic. There is a Dark Forest both of us will be going to explore. There are secrets there that I couldn't learn previously,  but with your help we might be able to succeed for a change at the mission I went on previously. Learning magic isn't the only thing we're going to get there. There are numerous weapons there with mythical properties one of us might find useful. You asked what my skill was? Technology. Technology is my natural talent. With that in mind,  I will build you a weapon when we return to my base in the Tangled Green once we are done here. Or you can choose one of the weapons we find during our travels. The choice ultimately falls to you,  I guess."  

A pause was done by Warren as he looked the individual over.  A youth like this had a lot of untapped potential and could prove useful if given the proper education by Warren. It was good for him to have someone outside the world of villainy who could do jobs he couldn't. Smiling beneath the armored helmet, Wild Card spoke. 

"So shall we go through the gate?"