07-02-2015, 11:33 PM
Home.
Retane had made it to his new home and had sowed the seeds that would birth strength and and power. The Horsemen were born again and he had set the mold of it's foundation. The Horsemen would reign once again like they had done so back then. They would be respected and their prowess would be known throughout the Omniverse. He could die a happy namekian if he was on his deathbed, but dying here would mean being reincarnated in the Nexus. Still, he wasn't dying.
He was sleeping, his wounds bandaged and healing. He could feel them healing actually. They were healing and his body was again becoming fatigue. His eyes shot open and quickly looked around. It was dark with the exception of white halogenic lights dimly glowing and outlining a door. He had remembered passing out, and assumed they had put him in a bed to rest. What time was it though? How long had he been out, and why did he feel weird? He needed to know Had they called for a ninja medical corpse squad? Retane didn't want anyone in his base that he didn't know. This was his home and he didn't want outsider's knowing the ins and outs of his domain.
The namekian rose to a prone position and grabbed at his head. The Horsemen was dizzy, almost as if he was feeling vertigo. He didn't like this feeling. It was weird. No one was around him, his wounds however were no longer painful, yet they were healing. He felt his body over and realized that the attacks from Renji were only now scars. He was a namek and knew his heritage had healing factors, but he hadn't remembered acquiring them. It wasn't himself doing the healing and this was not a medical room. He was unsure of what was going on.
The Emerald Warrior tried to growl in annoyance, but instead of sound, he felt as if he was choking. Something was caught in his throat, and it was wanting to be regurgitated. Retane shook his head and tossed the white sheet off of him. He thrust himself forward, almost unable to maintain his balance. The warrior hunched over for a moment as he staggered forward. The door slid open as he gripped at its edge. He almost felt as if vomiting. THis was new to him. Sweat poured down his head. The namekian felt sick and grabbed at his head.
He stumbled into the hallway and his sickness got worst. He didn't understand what was going on. However his body did, and he collapsed to his knees with a single hand clutching his head, and the other trying to stabilize himself. He started to vomit then, his neck stretching and growing big for a moment as there something was coming out. He felt a pause in time, though and felt someone reaching out to him.
"My son. It is your father, Gromp. I am sorry about your trials and your struggles, but I have decided to help you for once. I have offered you the chance of reproduction. You will need it to help you get stronger and do what you need to do. This new God of Death is about to kill me and cast me into exile. If that happens then all is lost, i feel."
"I brought you guys up to help the universe. I know how you felt when when you were exiled. You were destined to be so. I know that you didn't kill Nova, your brother, on purpose. I'm sorry I never really told you I loved you. But I'm trying to show you it now. I have been looking deep into your soul and found six eggs able to be made. Please forgive me for doing so, but I need you, my son, to come back and wipe this jackal out. For the good of all that is right. For the good of humanity. I Know I was never there for you when you needed it but perhaps this may make up for it."
Retane paused for a moment before he hacked up an egg. As he did so he had a flashback, remembering the first time he had met Jack Frost and looked into his innocent eyes. The Emerald Warrior remembered the eyes of the ice wielder and almost wanted to cry.
Probitas
The egg dropped to the floor.
The green warrior wasn't done though. Gromp wasn't lying, and he knew he had to birth five more. His throat was protected though, almost healing. He knew then deep down something was causing this and he wasn't sure what. There was no way in hell that that egg could have made it through his throat without stretching and tearing something. However, no blood came out, just saliva.
"I'm not worthy enough for this... I'm scared... I can't do tihs. It is not my right as a warrior." The Horsemen was alone then and questioned himself inside.
It is your right as one of the the last of your kind... my son. Do you think he will stop at me? Why not go to the root of it all and make our race extinct?
"I'm here my friend," Arith appeared without his helm. "I know what's going on. I can feel your pain. Let us get those other five out."
The namekian knew what his comrade was talking about, as the second one started to come up. Another memory flashed through his mind. He was looking back at Tapion as the Konat disappeared into smoke. Jack Frost was beside him, and the two were about to enter the tournament. The Abyss. Dante's Abyss. The pain that tournament always created. THe bonds forged in the heat of battle as the struggles for life and death ensued. The pure chaos of it all.
Dante, Retane named him as the egg fell next to the first. His energy was draining and what ever was keeping this up couldn't rejuvenate his strength. There was no way he could do this four more times.
"Two down and four to go, buddy. You can do it. You are almost halfway there" Arith coaxed quietly as he had one hand on the namek's chest to hold him up. The other was on his back, as if trying to comfort the namekian. The Emerald Warrior wondered then, if the Golden Warrior was acting as his friend, or a midwife and almost cringed at the comments he might hear later.
He didn't have musch time to think of it though as his stomach lurched and the third egg rose up into his gall. What flashback would he have next he wondered? What would this one's name be? Retane had to wonder as he tried to distract himself from the pain that was surging in his neck.
It came to him then, it was the loss of Jack Frost's innocence. The Guardian of the Horsemen wanted to feel more useful and Retane had let him use the Malefactor only once. And it had taken over. Jack had been tainted and had taken his first kill. It was even a man on his last limb, an elf in green color of sorts. But a kill was a kill. and The ice wielder had spilt blood.
Krosst
The egg came out and was actually a light shade of blue. Retane looked at the other two and realized the first was off white and the second had a slight grey tint. What was going on? Was that suppose to happen? He wouldn't get to ponder the questions as the fourth was well on it's way with his insides flexing and retracting. He was already halfway but he was already drained of his energy. There was no way he'd make this through alive. He couldn't keep this up.
His mind flashed to where he had collapsed to his knees, realizing that it was truly his fault. Jack Frost had lost his the pureness inside him. He could have been stronger for the white haired Horsemen, but had tried something risky. Jack could have lived longer, maybe could have been spared from taking a life if at least for some time longer till he really needed to. The image started to fade to the object that was Pyramid Head. Retane would have to carry that guilt.
Reatus
As the egg slid from his regurgitated saliva, onto the floor, this one was was a slightly darker color then the second one almost aiming towards the color of solomness.
"Ok, Retane, we have passed the hump. Just two more. I know it's a struggle. You just have to hang in there a little longer. Let's get them out of there and get you some peace. Come on dig deep. Show me all you got." Arith hadn't left his side. He had knelt there beside the green comrade and was quick to rush to his side. The warrior had always been there when he had needed him. The Emerald Warrior tried to nod but the fifth one was rushing itself to get out is seemed.
The namekian's mind flashed to him standing in the VIP Room with the runner ups. He remembered fondling the Horcrux and walking away, knowing that he had done his best, and he had nearly bested the Abyss. He had gained fame and The Horsemen would be recognized from his vigilance. Through all the pain he and his comrade had to suffer through, The Horsemen had made names for themselves. Now they could carry that momentum and get stronger.
Triumpht
The egg was expelled and it's tint was red. Retane realized then, as his body fell limp that he was not going to be able to produce the last egg. He had no energy, and his own life force was pushed beyond his limits. He was going to die here and now. He wouldn't be able to bring the sixth forth, he had no energy to. There was a way ,he thought for, it to come to be, and he mustered the rest of strength to growl the words, "Cut it out of me. A Namekian deserves to be born, and it deserves to be born in its home..."
The Emerald Warrior felt his consciousness slipping as he felt a warmth inside him. It was the saber of his comrade cutting in him, or so he thought. However, it was the same thing that had kept him alive for the first five eggs. The warrior felt just enough energy and life force surge through him for the Horsemen to stabilize himself and try and proper his hands out for the final egg. This one eased it's way up and it moved through his throat with nearly any struggle.
The namekian remembered then, how the trees reached out to him, and when Jack had preserved the Snow Lilly. This one obviously wanted to help the world. It was peaceful. She was peaceful. She had helped him usher forth her brothers, and had been able to help him and ease her process through. She would be the heart of the namekian's that entered the omniverse. She would be the good that they could strive to become. Her name was..
Naturae
Her egg was a bright green and the Emerald FIend could only smile as he drifted to darkness.
"Six my son. All of them your own children. Treat each one justly. Please forgi-"
"Father, you are asking me to forgive you for memories I can not remember. But from what you have told me, is that I killed my own brother, and it was an accident. You knew this and let me be exiled. I feel aching pain my heart all the time, and you chose this for me to bare?" The warrior would have continued but realized that his father was gone. It meant that he had been exiled. THe namekian subsided into darkness needing rest.
Retane had made it to his new home and had sowed the seeds that would birth strength and and power. The Horsemen were born again and he had set the mold of it's foundation. The Horsemen would reign once again like they had done so back then. They would be respected and their prowess would be known throughout the Omniverse. He could die a happy namekian if he was on his deathbed, but dying here would mean being reincarnated in the Nexus. Still, he wasn't dying.
He was sleeping, his wounds bandaged and healing. He could feel them healing actually. They were healing and his body was again becoming fatigue. His eyes shot open and quickly looked around. It was dark with the exception of white halogenic lights dimly glowing and outlining a door. He had remembered passing out, and assumed they had put him in a bed to rest. What time was it though? How long had he been out, and why did he feel weird? He needed to know Had they called for a ninja medical corpse squad? Retane didn't want anyone in his base that he didn't know. This was his home and he didn't want outsider's knowing the ins and outs of his domain.
The namekian rose to a prone position and grabbed at his head. The Horsemen was dizzy, almost as if he was feeling vertigo. He didn't like this feeling. It was weird. No one was around him, his wounds however were no longer painful, yet they were healing. He felt his body over and realized that the attacks from Renji were only now scars. He was a namek and knew his heritage had healing factors, but he hadn't remembered acquiring them. It wasn't himself doing the healing and this was not a medical room. He was unsure of what was going on.
The Emerald Warrior tried to growl in annoyance, but instead of sound, he felt as if he was choking. Something was caught in his throat, and it was wanting to be regurgitated. Retane shook his head and tossed the white sheet off of him. He thrust himself forward, almost unable to maintain his balance. The warrior hunched over for a moment as he staggered forward. The door slid open as he gripped at its edge. He almost felt as if vomiting. THis was new to him. Sweat poured down his head. The namekian felt sick and grabbed at his head.
He stumbled into the hallway and his sickness got worst. He didn't understand what was going on. However his body did, and he collapsed to his knees with a single hand clutching his head, and the other trying to stabilize himself. He started to vomit then, his neck stretching and growing big for a moment as there something was coming out. He felt a pause in time, though and felt someone reaching out to him.
"My son. It is your father, Gromp. I am sorry about your trials and your struggles, but I have decided to help you for once. I have offered you the chance of reproduction. You will need it to help you get stronger and do what you need to do. This new God of Death is about to kill me and cast me into exile. If that happens then all is lost, i feel."
"I brought you guys up to help the universe. I know how you felt when when you were exiled. You were destined to be so. I know that you didn't kill Nova, your brother, on purpose. I'm sorry I never really told you I loved you. But I'm trying to show you it now. I have been looking deep into your soul and found six eggs able to be made. Please forgive me for doing so, but I need you, my son, to come back and wipe this jackal out. For the good of all that is right. For the good of humanity. I Know I was never there for you when you needed it but perhaps this may make up for it."
Retane paused for a moment before he hacked up an egg. As he did so he had a flashback, remembering the first time he had met Jack Frost and looked into his innocent eyes. The Emerald Warrior remembered the eyes of the ice wielder and almost wanted to cry.
Probitas
The egg dropped to the floor.
The green warrior wasn't done though. Gromp wasn't lying, and he knew he had to birth five more. His throat was protected though, almost healing. He knew then deep down something was causing this and he wasn't sure what. There was no way in hell that that egg could have made it through his throat without stretching and tearing something. However, no blood came out, just saliva.
"I'm not worthy enough for this... I'm scared... I can't do tihs. It is not my right as a warrior." The Horsemen was alone then and questioned himself inside.
It is your right as one of the the last of your kind... my son. Do you think he will stop at me? Why not go to the root of it all and make our race extinct?
"I'm here my friend," Arith appeared without his helm. "I know what's going on. I can feel your pain. Let us get those other five out."
The namekian knew what his comrade was talking about, as the second one started to come up. Another memory flashed through his mind. He was looking back at Tapion as the Konat disappeared into smoke. Jack Frost was beside him, and the two were about to enter the tournament. The Abyss. Dante's Abyss. The pain that tournament always created. THe bonds forged in the heat of battle as the struggles for life and death ensued. The pure chaos of it all.
Dante, Retane named him as the egg fell next to the first. His energy was draining and what ever was keeping this up couldn't rejuvenate his strength. There was no way he could do this four more times.
"Two down and four to go, buddy. You can do it. You are almost halfway there" Arith coaxed quietly as he had one hand on the namek's chest to hold him up. The other was on his back, as if trying to comfort the namekian. The Emerald Warrior wondered then, if the Golden Warrior was acting as his friend, or a midwife and almost cringed at the comments he might hear later.
He didn't have musch time to think of it though as his stomach lurched and the third egg rose up into his gall. What flashback would he have next he wondered? What would this one's name be? Retane had to wonder as he tried to distract himself from the pain that was surging in his neck.
It came to him then, it was the loss of Jack Frost's innocence. The Guardian of the Horsemen wanted to feel more useful and Retane had let him use the Malefactor only once. And it had taken over. Jack had been tainted and had taken his first kill. It was even a man on his last limb, an elf in green color of sorts. But a kill was a kill. and The ice wielder had spilt blood.
Krosst
The egg came out and was actually a light shade of blue. Retane looked at the other two and realized the first was off white and the second had a slight grey tint. What was going on? Was that suppose to happen? He wouldn't get to ponder the questions as the fourth was well on it's way with his insides flexing and retracting. He was already halfway but he was already drained of his energy. There was no way he'd make this through alive. He couldn't keep this up.
His mind flashed to where he had collapsed to his knees, realizing that it was truly his fault. Jack Frost had lost his the pureness inside him. He could have been stronger for the white haired Horsemen, but had tried something risky. Jack could have lived longer, maybe could have been spared from taking a life if at least for some time longer till he really needed to. The image started to fade to the object that was Pyramid Head. Retane would have to carry that guilt.
Reatus
As the egg slid from his regurgitated saliva, onto the floor, this one was was a slightly darker color then the second one almost aiming towards the color of solomness.
"Ok, Retane, we have passed the hump. Just two more. I know it's a struggle. You just have to hang in there a little longer. Let's get them out of there and get you some peace. Come on dig deep. Show me all you got." Arith hadn't left his side. He had knelt there beside the green comrade and was quick to rush to his side. The warrior had always been there when he had needed him. The Emerald Warrior tried to nod but the fifth one was rushing itself to get out is seemed.
The namekian's mind flashed to him standing in the VIP Room with the runner ups. He remembered fondling the Horcrux and walking away, knowing that he had done his best, and he had nearly bested the Abyss. He had gained fame and The Horsemen would be recognized from his vigilance. Through all the pain he and his comrade had to suffer through, The Horsemen had made names for themselves. Now they could carry that momentum and get stronger.
Triumpht
The egg was expelled and it's tint was red. Retane realized then, as his body fell limp that he was not going to be able to produce the last egg. He had no energy, and his own life force was pushed beyond his limits. He was going to die here and now. He wouldn't be able to bring the sixth forth, he had no energy to. There was a way ,he thought for, it to come to be, and he mustered the rest of strength to growl the words, "Cut it out of me. A Namekian deserves to be born, and it deserves to be born in its home..."
The Emerald Warrior felt his consciousness slipping as he felt a warmth inside him. It was the saber of his comrade cutting in him, or so he thought. However, it was the same thing that had kept him alive for the first five eggs. The warrior felt just enough energy and life force surge through him for the Horsemen to stabilize himself and try and proper his hands out for the final egg. This one eased it's way up and it moved through his throat with nearly any struggle.
The namekian remembered then, how the trees reached out to him, and when Jack had preserved the Snow Lilly. This one obviously wanted to help the world. It was peaceful. She was peaceful. She had helped him usher forth her brothers, and had been able to help him and ease her process through. She would be the heart of the namekian's that entered the omniverse. She would be the good that they could strive to become. Her name was..
Naturae
Her egg was a bright green and the Emerald FIend could only smile as he drifted to darkness.
"Six my son. All of them your own children. Treat each one justly. Please forgi-"
"Father, you are asking me to forgive you for memories I can not remember. But from what you have told me, is that I killed my own brother, and it was an accident. You knew this and let me be exiled. I feel aching pain my heart all the time, and you chose this for me to bare?" The warrior would have continued but realized that his father was gone. It meant that he had been exiled. THe namekian subsided into darkness needing rest.
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I refuse to lose this battle,
Let whatever come my way.
I am stronger then my rival,
No, I will not fall today...
Let whatever come my way.
I am stronger then my rival,
No, I will not fall today...