"Something tells me that Reigizer is involved in this somehow."
Celebrian muttered, Harry silently agreeing. He shuffled closer to
the table, afraid of the worms. "Boy, can you fight without a
wand?" She asked Harry.
"Relax, I'd rather not pass this thing off." Didact said patiently.
The Gravemind looked at them. "These ones..." it said, holding up
Didact and Jorge, "are nerve and machine... and have their minds...
concluded. While this one..." holding up Skye, "is flesh and
faith... and is the more... deluded."
4. It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate,
I am the captain of my soul.
"I am not deluded, you stupid plant! I swear one of these days
Namo will burn your soul to a crisp!!" Skye shouted
telepathically, kicking at the vines. "Whatever deluded even
means!"
"Well..." the Gravemind started, but Didact interrupted. "Kill me
or release me, parasite, but do not waste my time with talk!" The
Gravemind looked at him. "Ah... but there is much to talk of... and
I have listened, through rock and metal and time. Now I shall talk,
and you shall listen."
4. It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate,
I am the captain of my soul.
"You know Eru, or God, or whatever, now would be a good time for
getting my wings back! No? Oh well, I was hoping to get out of this
mess alive, guess it isn't in the best interest for the
universe!" Skye shouted at nobody in particular. "Hey,
speaking of which, why are there Orcs here? Are they Saruman's
uruk-hai? Or just the plain Mordor variety?"
"I see you apparently have enough of a mind to hold a half
decent conversation - great! Tell me, why do you have so much
frikkin blood on your lips? How do your species procreate? How old
are you? Do you have eyes? Can you see in the dark?" Skye asked
the Gravemind. "Who's your boss? Why are you here? Have you been
to Valinor yet?"
"Ah... I thought the Potter boy asked enough questions... I just
ate, we are made out of the bodies of the infected, millenia, no,
yes, I am my own, because I was created and to warn you and yes.
Does that satisfy you?" The Gravemind asked
4. It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate,
I am the captain of my soul.
Quill caught up to the rest of the gang. "OH SH~" Boomer covered
Quills mouth and shushed him. Quill nodded and grabbed his guns and
loaded the fire mode silently. "Hope this works. Skye, I wonder
if ye can hear me thoughts... So give me the command and I'll
shoot." Quill said as he silently hide behind some huge
boulders. Boomer climbed on the ceiling in complete quiet.
"Yup!" Skye chirped. "At least, it will until I think up
a whole new set of questions - besides, do you have any idea how
many questions I asked Galadriel the first time we met? Oh wait, of
course you don't, her wards kept you and your vines or whatever it
is out, am I right? I mean, she is sort of part angel and part god
somewhere along her lineage."
"Oh, now that's new! Have you always been able to do that? You
seem really chatty for a Gravemind, really didn't expect this...
Quill, try not to die. Oh, and, cele queen hama estel gwador elilth
dae." Skye said.
Quill frowned. "Okay, On the count of 5 I and Boom jump WOW
WTF?! HOW THE HELL? Anyways. Die trying or Try dying! NOW BOOM"
Quill Commanded Boomer, who just jumped down and began to use
Flamethrower on the Gravemind. Quill jumped out and used his Flame
guns and began to shoot at it's vines.
"TRY NOT TO BURN THE ELF HERE??!!!" Skye shouted. "And of
course Didact hasn't told me of your abilities, or that suicide
plan he had - yes Didact, I knew about that - or a whole other
bunch of secrets he has - but I sorta figured out some of them
already. Blame Elves and their super sharp wit, as well as my
mentors foretelling skills, I suppose."
Quill nodded, but got hit, and wrapped by the Gravemind, who
wrapped his vines around his legs. It hanged him upside down and
shook him, making Quill drop all his weapons, but the knife that
Galadriel gave him. "Well, you got me, but not Bo~" Quill got cut
off when the Gravemind ripped Boomer in half. "Noooo! MURPHY!"
Quill struggled but couldn't get out.
"Quill? What happened?" Skye asked, suddenly very worried
about what had happened. Haldir, Celebrian, she couldn't care less.
But Murphy? Now that was different. Murphy had been a good 'pet' to
her, and now Quill was shouting some very, very worrying words.
"I got caught, lost all my weapons, and now I'm hanging upside
down. What else do you expect?!"" Quill said with anger, but
with sadness.
The Gravemind just laughed and asked "Does it look like I care? it
may have been just a filthy monster, but why do you care so much
about it?"
A few tears rolled down. "You... Grave ... You killed the only
thing that reminded me of my only family member that accepted me!
PREPARE TO DIE!" Quill struggled, and got his knife. He cut the
vines of and fell down on his guns. He grabbed his Flamethrower and
began to firing at it's head.