Kianna was in the middle of doing her hair when she got called into the throne room. She wasn't too happy about being interrupted either. She was already 4 hours in...
"Okay...so that's the situation..." Kianna acknowledged after being briefed. "Whoever's in charge of that must know what our situation is to do that so close to the castle. If we sit by and do nothing, that'll call our strength into question, and people will doubt your ability to keep them safe. We'd essentially surrender control of Gundalia to them. But, if we do go down there, and the situation goes like how it went with Gallagher..."
"...No, wait... I don't mean to bring that up... We have to save those children, and that's all that matters..."
"That's why you're here. I need your help," Rashad began to say. "There's a lot of them down there. I don't feel confident taking them all on by myself and keeping the collateral damage at a minimum at the same time. They can't take more of us down. I won't allow it."
"Should I inform Paige and Boulderon to localize the fighting to an enclosed space?" Dharak suggested.
"Do that, but tell her to set things up after we come into contact with the enemy," Rashad requested.
"Yes, sire," Dharak acknowledged.
"Mother, I'm placing you in charge of the castle while I'm gone. No one leaves for any reason unless I say so. If you see anyone go towards our location to be a participant in their 'festivities', I want them killed on sight. Is that understood?"
Post by Tonya Hardy on Oct 31, 2019 18:53:38 GMT -5
"...Yes sire..." Tonya accepted with a hint of fear. "Just...be careful, okay?" She started to walk away. Turning around and not looking at Barodius caused her motherly instinct to fade a little bit so she could return to her business side.
"I will inform Paige that you're heading out, so you'll just need to focus on what you're about to do," Tonya informed him. "I will also tell the scavengers to look out for any traitors among us. I'll be stationed at the top with my rifle if you need to know where I am."
"Very good," Rashad accepted. When Tonya left the room, a Gundalian soldier burst into the throne room. "DO NOT go out there. Withdraw," Rashad immediately told her. "I'll deal with them myself." The soldier nodded slowly and then walked out.
"They're understandably riled up," Dharak noticed. "We should go out there now."
"Let's go then," Rashad agreed. "Kianna, you and Contestir are with me. Considering how many there are, we may need you to stay out of combat and develop countermeasures on the scene so we can directly counter their powers. If I'm overwhelmed, then come to my aid. You're more important here than I am, so be careful. Nice hair by the way."
Kianna was all ears to the briefing, but the comment Barodius sneaked in at the end made her very annoyed. It was all love though.
"Why are you like this?" Kianna playfully complained. "I expect to get some of these guys to myself for a few minutes since my hair looks a mess and I'm supposed to be off today. You can do that, right?"
"The likelihood of that happening is about the same as him actually proposing to you," Contestir spoke up. This was an inside joke since her parents often call Barodius their son-in-law...
"...Oh..." Kianna felt so sad after hearing that...like she wanted it to happen for real...
Rashad walked by several of his soldiers on his way to where he was going. He was still in the castle, but he wasn't going out through a conventional entrance. He was heading towards the roof of the structure. As he went by:
"Any of you go out there without my consent, you're dead," Rashad declared. "And believe me... Any of you who may be connected to these vile, disgusting wastes of life, you will die as well. I promise you that."
He reached the roof so he could overlook everything going on below him.
Rashad looked around briefly so he could get a good idea of where he needs to be. While he's a carrier of the Ultimate Warrior Gene like his half-brother Noland, Rashad's senses were not up to par with his. He had to search for people the old-fashioned way: calling for help.
"Go ahead," Rashad allowed. Dharak's ball form rose into the air to open himself up into monster form. He was now positioned in the center with the green lights from the talon-like blades all shining on him.
"Ancestors, this is the 500th Emperor's Bakugan, Brawlacus Dharak. I would like to request the usage of a Hex Code that will activate in the event I'm killed in battle," Dharak requested.
"...Welcome, Emperor..." a ghostly voice greeted. "We will comply assuming your Hex Code is strong enough to support our use of it..."
"Mine should be adequate in strength," Dharak assured them. "The first Emperor's Dharak, the one who had control over voids with his Hex Code. I need one to swallow my killers if they actually get me. I understand that you will only help in events there are unwarranted actions taken against Gundalia, it's Emperor, and it's people. The Tribunal have made their mark here, and I intend to erase it."
"...Then do what must be done... We cannot directly erase your enemies if they don't pose enough of a threat to where their existence will endanger other civilizations. The Almighty Lord Dharaknoid will be more suitable for casual erasure."
"...Thank you, ancestors..." Dharak looked down at Rashad. "I tried. My ancestors won't do it."
Post by Father Lyles on Nov 1, 2019 3:28:52 GMT -5
Father Lyles was the man the Emperor was after. He was minding his own business next to an empty plot of land near the castle. He was whistling for a couple of seconds, and then a pristine cathedral materialized near him. He and a group of Gundalians went inside.
The sanctuary was very similar to what you might find in the Roman Catholic Church. The marble floor really made the place shine a lot more than what the chandeliers and the golden pulpit were showing.
"Fantastic. Open the doors. Let us commence this evening's service," Father Lyles ordained. Within two minutes, Gundalians began funneling into the sanctuary. Even some from the settlement that preferred to live like humans decided to come here as well. The pews were filled.
Father Lyles took his place behind the pulpit. Everyone stood up and bowed to him out of respect, just as they should always do. "You may be seated," Lyles authorized. He continued speaking once everyone was back in their seats.
"Today's a special day," Lyles started. "This is the first sacrificial service since we've been banished. I can see that many of you have taken up residence inside of your preferred bodies and are eager to continue from where we were interrupted. Our patience and our faith in advancement will be rewarded in this time as well. I assure you of that. Let's bring our candidates out at once."
Lyles' armor bearers presented a horde of children to him in front of the aisle. He was nearly overcome with emotion. He stepped down from the pulpit to lay hands on them. The children were terrified, not knowing whether they were going to live or die. "You have done our Lord's work," Lyles commended. "Disadvantaged kids who have been beaten around by this time's systems are ripe for producing hate. Their hate will appease our Savior and allow him to continue his existence in his bindings. Such is the way of the Tribunal, the ones who will defeat Achron's programming and become Gods."
"No, I don't think so. This is the first and last time you'll be having a service on this planet," Rashad disagreed. He came walking in the sanctuary with a horde of Tribunal bodies in his wake. They were all severely beaten and stripped of any muscular movement. Such was among the many things Rashad and his Dharak do well.
"Honestly, I didn't expect you to be of moral character when I heard you had children abducted, but what you're doing right now makes me think that my father wasn't so bad after all," Rashad spat. "But what do you care? As long as some false god of yours gets what he wants, you don't care about how YOU live YOUR life nor do you want any of your servants to do the same. You disgust me."
Post by Father Lyles on Nov 1, 2019 4:18:38 GMT -5
"What do you mean, Emperor? Of course I care. I'm doing myself and our members a service," Lyles defended. "We give these kids lives that they aren't happy with in this existence. Why do you think we have them as acceptable candidates and not ordinary children? They not only serve our needs, but in time, they will become as powerful as ever, and then the cycle continues. We SAVE them, Emperor. This is the best decision that they cannot make as teenagers and adults who cannot fathom what it's like to live on the worst ends of imperfection."
"So, with all of that being said, I invite you, Emperor Barodius, to give these children the lives that even you were not so fortunate to have as your father's son. Think about all of the lives you lost in the line of battle when you were only starting to crawl out of your stroller. Think about Sierra, Dominick, and Layla."
"You say that as if you know what you're talking about. You don't," Rashad sternly asserted. "You want to save children? Be a good parent, teach them core values, make sure they're well fed, and show them that you can and will protect them from people like yourselves. You don't tell impressionable kids that there is no other hope for them but to be sacrificial items to further your own means to an end."
Rashad pointed his palm towards Lyles with a lot of bio-electricity charged up and ready to fire. "You've just confirmed in my mind that there's no way out of this for you other than death. I'll gladly be the one to give it to you."
Post by Father Lyles on Nov 1, 2019 5:00:13 GMT -5
"So be it," Lyles surrendered. "Everyone else - including the armor bearers - please evacuate the premises. You are no match for this man. I'll deal with him myself." When he said that, everyone besides Lyles gave up the possession on the bodies, which returned them to their usual selves. They each rushed forward to try and escape the church. This blocked the Emperor and Lyles from seeing each other.
"I will tell you this much, Emperor. Once this is over, you'll wish you were still in your father's shadow," Lyles assured him. He took on his Gundalian appearance. His skin was pitch-black with the occasional red markings across his body. This was his battle form. "I hope that your successor will see things from our perspective. We can only hope..."
Rashad had no idea that the Tribunal members possess bodies of descendants or whatever, so he saw the horde as nothing more than treasonous Gundalians. For that, he had no problems targeting them with his powers. He unleashed a zap so powerful that it sounded like a lightning strike. All of the incoming Gundalians were struck down instantly. The glass windows shattered.
"We might get protests for that," Dharak warned him.
"Don't care. Waste him," Rashad ordered. Dharak went into his monster form on demand. The power he released from doing caused the chandeliers to fall. A fire started inside of the cathedral that will burn it down in the very near future. Dharak then attempted to shoot Lyles with a beam of darkness.
Post by Father Lyles on Nov 3, 2019 2:03:05 GMT -5
Before Dharak could get the chance to shoot him, Lyles pointed his right index finger at Dharak. A split aura line left his fingertips. They went through Dharak's arms and legs, the right beam going through the left side and the left beam going through the right. Dharak toppled over and hit the floor hard. His beam went through the ceiling instead. This nearly caused a total collapse of the building, but it was still hanging on by a thread.
"You should probably learn to aim first," Lyles clowned his opponents. "Oh well. I'll let you get up, and then you can try that again. Hopefully, for your sake, you're faster than me next time."
Rashad immediately took cover around Dharak's legs. He didn't know what Lyles just used, but if it was enough to make Dharak fall over, he didn't want to take a hit if he didn't have to.
"He took out my legs," Dharak complained.
"I can see that," Rashad acknowledged. He wasn't too concerned about Dharak falling down since his Switch Code kicked in to heal him. "You're too big of a target. I'll engage. Watch your fire when I move in."
"Copy," Dharak accepted before groaning. "I think he broke them."
"..." Rashad gathered more of his bio-electricity and began firing bolts at Lyles in an arc. Dharak helped him by continuing to target Lyles with simple beams of darkness. Rashad began moving towards Lyles, using the pews as cover.
Post by Father Lyles on Nov 3, 2019 2:34:04 GMT -5
Lyles found it a little difficult to dodge the Emperor's electricity with him shooting like that. It was definitely a brilliant move on his part. The only problem for that was how Lyles covered himself with a blue aura when he jumped to the right to avoid the beam. He was struck by the Emperor's attacks, but Lyles showed no signs of pain.
Dharak would feel pain once again when Lyles fired another beam from his fingertip and made sure to cut it across Dharak's wings. This made it so that Dharak was stuck in his current position.
"Call Earth for a Red Bull, big guy," Lyles recommended to Dharak. Lyles then jumped up high to a nearby wall. He began shooting his own bio-electricity down towards the Emperor while clinging to it.