Quill pulled out a lump of metal that looked like a seat. He pulled
out a bag of peanuts and opened it. "Sweet! A short story of
explanations!" Quill thought to himself as he popped a peanut
in his mouth. Lockehorn and Boomer had the feeling something bad
was going to happen. Giratina himself also knew. "Quill, that
may not be such a good idea for a mortal such as you. He boomed
"They are masquerading. They in reality are friends. They have come
for the Ark and the key." Skye translated from Galadriel's Quenya.
"Um... I think there's more, but she's speaking too fast for me to
properly understand it."
Hoodie stiffened at the word Ark. His fists clenched and he growled
at Galadriel. "So much for respecting privacy! That-" He spat a
derogatory word in German. "She was digging around inside my head!"
How could this have happened? His mission was compromised! He was
so angry, he didn't even realize that he had spoken out loud rather
than through telepathy. As his fury grew, a dull hum of static
filled the air. It was the same static that his master put out.
Skin-Taker struggled against Didact's power. "Since when are you
the police? Put me down so I can take a chunk out of her!" He
snapped his jaws at Galadriel. "Come on Princess Zelda,
fight me! Or maybe your scared I'll take that skin of yours if you
don't have your magic?" Attempted to throw himself at the woman,
but still was restrained by Didact.
Skye raised an eyebrow at Galadriel's sudden use of English.
"Inside your head? Really? I respect my promises when I make them,
boy, but realize that I promised to leave your HEAD alone. Your
head, and nothing else." She spat a word in the Forerunner lnguage
which did not bear repeating, along with several others in Orcish.
"Come and try to so much as scratch me, you deloricons!" A sort of
hum, or energy, was radiating off of her. Skye shivered as she
swore that the light was being sucked out of the environment -
considering just who were blowing their tops, it was completely
possible. Galadriel's skin was subtly turning paler, a sickly shade
of grey. Her hair and eyes were already strung with black, and Skye
could feel the darkness around Galadriel. This was not going to end
well. Entei walked up behind Skye, ready to take her somewhere safe
if anything happened.
"Calm down!" Didact shouted. "Just calm the heck down! We don't
need you guys killing each other! In case you haven't noticed,
we're stuck with each other, and if you have a problem with that,
you've got me to deal with! Just... just don't." He said, looking
at Galadriel, then Hoodie and Skin Taker and then back again.
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 finished his peanuts. "Well, s*** just got serious." He began
to make a small shelter using the discarded metal. It was, at least
the best protection so far. Lockehorn and Boomer got behind it.
Giratina instead made a portal to the Distortion world and took
Lockehorn, and Boomer in. They could watch safely. Quill refused
to. "Quill, I'd recommend going into the distortion world.
You'll be able to watch there safely." Giratina boomed. Quill
shrugged it of and said "Nah, I'll be fine." Quill said as he
embraced himself for incoming attacks. He was surely going to get
hurt.
Skin-Taker shifted through the Strings, reappearing about twenty
feet in front of Galadriel. "Why do you even care about what we are
here for? We agreed to help you in your fight. Does it matter what
our main objective is?" He brandished his blade at the woman. "You
think your magic is enough to kill me? Guess we'll just have to
see."
Hoodie escaped the hold of Didact's power, landing firmly on the
ground. "Enough threats. If you want a fight, that is what you'll
get." The static grew louder, forming an almost viable field around
him. "You wield the power of Elves and men. I wield the power of a
god. Let's see which is stronger shall we?"
Didact looked around. As did Jorge, ready to attack anything and
everything. Didact hefted his Incineration Cannon. "Guys, if we all
start attacking each other, this is going to turn into an all out
war. You can just walk away, right now." Didact said. He knew it
wasn't gonna happen. He got ready to fire, though he had toned down
the power on the weapon. He didn't want any fatalities here.
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.
(English isn't her first language. Or second, or third. Her native
tongue is Quenya.)
Galadriel maintained her half-transformed appearance as she
casually overpowered Didact's physic hold on her body. "Didact,
shut up. That display of power in Atlantis, in front of your
Elders? That was naught but a silver of the power I wield. You do
not want to know the full extent of my abilities. I am, in
all but name, a god. Get out of my way." Skye glanced at Didact.
"She's not boasting. Or joking. At all." She offered. Entei grabbed
her by the scruff of her neck. "We're getting out of here." He
rumbled out. "In love or no, I doubt even she can hold back.
Giratina, some help would be nice." He muttered. He took a step
back and vanished with Skye, who was shivering.
"I don't give a s**t." Didact said. He had not doubt that Galadriel
was far stronger than him. Which was exactly why he couldn't let
her take her power out on Hoodie and Taker. "If it's a fight you
want..." Didact sighed and barked a word in his language.. His
soldiers formed up behind him. The Sphinxes readied themselves.
Jorge raised his minigun.
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 shout the air 3 times, enough to catch everybody's attention.
And began to shout "SHUT THE F*** UP! Do you guys want to start A
F****** CIVIL WAR! We're a team! We don't turn on each others back!
WHAT THE HELL! Look at yourselves! Galadriel, you look like a
monster! Didact, you have a good point, which I agree and all, but
still! Look, maybe Skinny and Hood there may have a different plan,
but it could be something different instead like finding someone
creepy, like 'em. SO! Everybody, lower your weapons/ magic/ stuff
down and let's talk like a group of civilised people! No wonder the
Mutants, humans, and other creatures separated since we can't even
stand each other! COME ON! We were all working together! Now were
at each others throats. Just please... Stop!" Quill shouted as he
got in between everybody. He knew this could have been his final
stand and they would kill him, but he didn't care. Giratina used a
portal and made Entei, Skye, and himself into the Distortion world.
They could see from Quills reflective goggles.
(You know man, generally, we censor the swear words out...)
"That's what I've been saying to them for the last five minutes. Go
figure." Didact said. "As for calming down, I'm ready to, it's just
that they aren't. " He hadn't lowered his gun yet.
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.
(So, can we move on with the story? I'm kind of sick of this whole,
Galadriel wants to kill them for literally no reason. Why is she so
much more aggressive than normal anyway? She has no reason to think
that they are traitors.)
Hoodie nodded at Didact. "I appreciate the assistance." He gestured
at Galadriel, while shaking his head. "Boy, I would prefer things
went you way in this situation. However I'm not sure she will
listen to reason."
Skin-Taker sighed loudly, shaking his head. "Are we going to fight
or not? Cause if not I have better things to be doin. I mean, we
haven't actually done anything wrong yet so..." He shrugged, unsure
what else to say.
(I assure you, there is a story behind this. Right now its not
apparent... but I'll tell you a few hints: lies. Discord. Not MLP
discord. Ahem. Moving on. Despair. *strap yourselves people, this
is a dark ride... Majora SHALL be involved, I assure you. He shall
be involved... so will a few others... like resident Dracula... NO
TWILIGHT THANK YOU.
(Also if you check the singnups... I can tell you this... they are
somewhat related to my plans for this RP...)
Galadriel groaned as she rubbed her head. "Yes! No!" She yelled,
then screamed a curse in Elvish. "Just-" Another curse word. She
glowered at the spot Skye and Entei had been before. "I don't want
to kill you. My apologies for What had happened... however I will
lose control again in the future... that much is certain."
"What?" Didact asked. He had simply been waiting for someone to
make the first move. Jorge had slightly lowered the gun. The
soldiers and War Sphinxes had not moved.
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 went up to Galadriel and asked "What the hell was that."
Boomer and Lockehorn shook their heads. What he had done was a
grave mistake. Galadriel vould snap and kill Quill instantly.
(Sweet! I luv dark stories.)
"Err.... is she... you know... slightly... mental?" The Leader
asked. "The answer to that question is a complicated one." Didact
replied. Jorge snorted. The Sphinxes had relaxed slightly.
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.
Skin-Taker cocked his head at Quill, confused by his aggressive
tone. "Don't be rude. She gave her inner darkness a bit to much
leeway is all. No harm done." He shrugged. "I rather enjoyed the
display."
Hoodie turned, moving a ways off from the others. This Galadriel
was dangerous. Not only was she immensely powerful, she now knew
about Theark. He would need to tread carefully from here on
out.
Link pulled sharply on Epona's reigns. She reared slightly,
unprepared for the sudden stop. She pawed at the soft grass, unsure
what to do. He patted her neck, an apology for the rather abrupt
stop. He scanned the area. He was definitely not on the same hill
he had been a moment before. He could see a large metal craft a
ways down the hill, along with a group of people. He urged Epona
forward, down towards the group. Perhaps they would know what had
happened
Didact noticed a target moving towards them on his HUD. He turned
in the direction of the large spot on the radar. A horse was
heading towards them rather quickly. He readied his Boltshot, but
waited to see who was actually riding the horse.
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.
Galadriel tilted her head and grinned at Hoodie, knowing the
thoughts in his mind - or at the very least, she was a good
guesser. "And yes, I am slightly teetering on the insane side of
the divide... I thought you knew that." She seemed to be completely
normal now.
Skye was furiously trying to get away from Entei. "Let me go! See,
there's nothing with Galadriel!" Entei shook his head. "No. There
is clearly something wrong with the Elf - her darkness is
overwhelming, even for the Legendary Pokemon." He said. "I will not
let you get near her."