as written by Script and barney_fife
Another Aschen grav lift descended in the centre of the beautiful Azure park, where a number of civilians had moved to take shelter away from falling debris and fires. It had been spared damage from Butcher's rampage aside from a single fireball that had ignited part of the park, but thankfully the fires there had since been contained by both emergency workers and civilians.
Many of those gathered there were hesitant to flee the relative safety of the park, but after witnessing the destruction that the reverence had brought down on the city, others were ready to consider the Aschen a greater threat. Much like elsewhere in the city, however, there were those who weren't ready to simply give way to the invaders.
As the soldiers began to emerge with their orders to retreat to their homes, a young man with olive-green skin stepped forwards to meet them. His hair was black and messily styled, and his narrowed eyes a bright shade of yellow. He couldn't have been any older than twenty. Large pointed ears protruded from the black hood of his top.
"You wanna know where I think you can shove your 'peaceful occupation'?" he growled, spitting at the feet of the nearest soldier. "Right up the ass of your cunt of an emperor, that's where."
More voices joined his, and within a few moments, someone had launched a bolt of fire towards the soldiers.
In the next moment, chaos exploded.
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It seemed all it took was that lone fireball, which careened at the formation of Imperial Personnel, impacting a shield that was being generated by the prefabricated gravity base.
The Soldiers took cover behind the base's redoubts, and began to open fire into the crowd, disruptor fire perforated the formation of Civilians, which was dulled out by the deafening thunder of the Reverence unloading everything it had on the ships above.
As the Marines shot anyone that moved, and everyone that was fleeing, more supplies and troops descended down the gravity lift onto the platform. Even as people fled, they would be gunned down, either facing the men, or running. As this was underway, a Lynx IFV landed down on the platform, and jerked forward, the gunner on the rotary plasma cannon caught sight of the Olive skinned man, and opened fire, sending a flurry of brilliant blue plasma in his direction.
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Bolts of lightning, rays of arcane force and gunfire rained upon the attacking Aschen troops as those in the crowd able to defend themselves fought back. Some fled, only to be shot down, whilst others were slain as they struck back. The olive-skinned man let out a growl of anger, his body growing in size as muscles bulged out of his clothes. The flurry of plasma struck him, burning away much of what remained on his upper half, but seemingly leaving him unharmed but for superficial burns.
With a brutish yell, he launched himself forwards, picking up soldiers like they were ragdolls and slamming into the ground, each other, or throwing them back at the platform.
The cry of an eagle sounded overhead, and another shape descended towards the fray. It was wreathed in glowing bright light as it dropped, and what landed in the carnage was an enormous white lion, the force of the impact kicking up a spray of dirt. It reared its head back and let out a mighty roar, so loud that a small shockwave rippled outwards from it and it left the ears of those nearby ringing.
In the next instant, it pounced into the fight, claws and teeth rending through the armour of the aschen with seeming ease, as its hide seemed to shrug off whatever weapons they turned on it.
A few moments later it was joined by the surging form of a water elemental, bolstered by the continuing downpour to great sizes, it slammed its body into the soldiers and struck at them with jets of water and shards of ice alike.
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As the battle in Azure Park continued, with more civilians and soldiers alike joining the fighting on both sides, the conflicts in the sky came to a head in what would swiftly become a cataclysm. In the same instant, reality around the combatants shifted, reeling in response to the battle at hand, and something was spawned from it.
Massive clawed hands stretched up and out from the blood-stained grass, as flowers and trees began to shift in place. Bubbles rose from the nearby ponds and the ground shifted beneath the feet of the combatants. Underneath the Aschen gravity lift, screams began to sound as the soil parted into a massive maw that threatened to devour the entire structure.
Soldiers and civilians scattered as the clawed hands stretched upwards, planting themselves in the dirt as a support and heaving. The ground at the centre of the battle burst upwards as the arms began to pull a massive figure free of it from directly beneath the Aschen base, shoving it aside like it were paper. Horns resembling antlers were the first thing to show themselves, swiftly followed by a tangle of brightly glowing green vines and leaves that resembled hair. The tangle framed a feminine face, pale-green skin with incandescent yellow eyes glaring out from it, its features twisted in rage.
The creature opened her mouth and screeched a wail that tore through the very souls of those within the park. Those nearest to her dropped dead on the spot, their spirits rent asunder. She continued to rise, her form immense and seemingly never-ending. Her torso merged into bark and foliage, before trailing off into a non-distinct ethereal glowing mass of power that joined with the earth itself.
Her visage was beautiful and terrible, her form towering easily thirty storeys above the park, dwarfing even the trees. Rage that was almost tangible poured outwards from her, and power flowed in turn through the earth. As people fled from her, the gardens themselves began to come alive, trees awakening and uprooting themselves to strike out indiscriminately at whatever was closest, whilst insects swarmed with deadly purpose to sting and bite at all. Vines lashed out at random to pull people down into the maw of the earth below, and blighted elementals formed of stones, twigs, water and air in the dozens to join the fray.
Near the centre of the chaos, at the base of the towering giantess of nature, thorned vines whipped up from the earth to bind the arms and legs of the hulking olive-skinned teen, whose rampage had been cut short by this intervention.
Though he snapped the vines with ease, with each tug, more seemed to latch onto him. The ground began to buckle beneath him, swallowing one of his legs up to its knee. His face twisted in anger and fear as he fought desperately for freedom.
It was the lion that saved him. The creature dove in to slash its claws across the vines. They recoiled from the strike as though burned, and the lion struck again at more. With the aid of the ivory beast, the green-skin was able to pull free of the earthen grasp and away.
“Thanks,” he gasped, turning to stare up in horrified awe at the towering woman at the centre of the carnage. “What is happening?” he breathed, shaking his head, “This is more than I signed up for. I’d swear to the gods if I thought they were worth it.”
The lion tossed its mane with a disgruntled growl.
“Name’s Trys, by the way,” he went on, “but we can talk later. If you talk, I mean. If we don’t die.”
With a toothy grin, the muscular teen launched himself back into the fray, punching a hole straight through an earth elemental’s centre before charging to the defence of a group of retreating civilians. The lion too rejoined the fray, now a three-way skirmish between the Terran citizens, the Aschen, and the creations of the newly formed colossus of nature.
Here and there, reality continued to fray. Some of the combatants disappeared seemingly without cause, and occasionally half of a building, vehicle or person dropped out of the sky to cause chaos where it landed. People found themselves moving hundreds of metres in a single step, or even rubber-banding backwards.
There seemed to be no end to the madness so long as reality itself suffered at the hands of the planck generator.
Another Aschen grav lift descended in the centre of the beautiful Azure park, where a number of civilians had moved to take shelter away from falling debris and fires. It had been spared damage from Butcher's rampage aside from a single fireball that had ignited part of the park, but thankfully the fires there had since been contained by both emergency workers and civilians.
Many of those gathered there were hesitant to flee the relative safety of the park, but after witnessing the destruction that the reverence had brought down on the city, others were ready to consider the Aschen a greater threat. Much like elsewhere in the city, however, there were those who weren't ready to simply give way to the invaders.
As the soldiers began to emerge with their orders to retreat to their homes, a young man with olive-green skin stepped forwards to meet them. His hair was black and messily styled, and his narrowed eyes a bright shade of yellow. He couldn't have been any older than twenty. Large pointed ears protruded from the black hood of his top.
"You wanna know where I think you can shove your 'peaceful occupation'?" he growled, spitting at the feet of the nearest soldier. "Right up the ass of your cunt of an emperor, that's where."
More voices joined his, and within a few moments, someone had launched a bolt of fire towards the soldiers.
In the next moment, chaos exploded.
____
It seemed all it took was that lone fireball, which careened at the formation of Imperial Personnel, impacting a shield that was being generated by the prefabricated gravity base.
The Soldiers took cover behind the base's redoubts, and began to open fire into the crowd, disruptor fire perforated the formation of Civilians, which was dulled out by the deafening thunder of the Reverence unloading everything it had on the ships above.
As the Marines shot anyone that moved, and everyone that was fleeing, more supplies and troops descended down the gravity lift onto the platform. Even as people fled, they would be gunned down, either facing the men, or running. As this was underway, a Lynx IFV landed down on the platform, and jerked forward, the gunner on the rotary plasma cannon caught sight of the Olive skinned man, and opened fire, sending a flurry of brilliant blue plasma in his direction.
____
Bolts of lightning, rays of arcane force and gunfire rained upon the attacking Aschen troops as those in the crowd able to defend themselves fought back. Some fled, only to be shot down, whilst others were slain as they struck back. The olive-skinned man let out a growl of anger, his body growing in size as muscles bulged out of his clothes. The flurry of plasma struck him, burning away much of what remained on his upper half, but seemingly leaving him unharmed but for superficial burns.
With a brutish yell, he launched himself forwards, picking up soldiers like they were ragdolls and slamming into the ground, each other, or throwing them back at the platform.
The cry of an eagle sounded overhead, and another shape descended towards the fray. It was wreathed in glowing bright light as it dropped, and what landed in the carnage was an enormous white lion, the force of the impact kicking up a spray of dirt. It reared its head back and let out a mighty roar, so loud that a small shockwave rippled outwards from it and it left the ears of those nearby ringing.
In the next instant, it pounced into the fight, claws and teeth rending through the armour of the aschen with seeming ease, as its hide seemed to shrug off whatever weapons they turned on it.
A few moments later it was joined by the surging form of a water elemental, bolstered by the continuing downpour to great sizes, it slammed its body into the soldiers and struck at them with jets of water and shards of ice alike.
____
As the battle in Azure Park continued, with more civilians and soldiers alike joining the fighting on both sides, the conflicts in the sky came to a head in what would swiftly become a cataclysm. In the same instant, reality around the combatants shifted, reeling in response to the battle at hand, and something was spawned from it.
Massive clawed hands stretched up and out from the blood-stained grass, as flowers and trees began to shift in place. Bubbles rose from the nearby ponds and the ground shifted beneath the feet of the combatants. Underneath the Aschen gravity lift, screams began to sound as the soil parted into a massive maw that threatened to devour the entire structure.
Soldiers and civilians scattered as the clawed hands stretched upwards, planting themselves in the dirt as a support and heaving. The ground at the centre of the battle burst upwards as the arms began to pull a massive figure free of it from directly beneath the Aschen base, shoving it aside like it were paper. Horns resembling antlers were the first thing to show themselves, swiftly followed by a tangle of brightly glowing green vines and leaves that resembled hair. The tangle framed a feminine face, pale-green skin with incandescent yellow eyes glaring out from it, its features twisted in rage.
The creature opened her mouth and screeched a wail that tore through the very souls of those within the park. Those nearest to her dropped dead on the spot, their spirits rent asunder. She continued to rise, her form immense and seemingly never-ending. Her torso merged into bark and foliage, before trailing off into a non-distinct ethereal glowing mass of power that joined with the earth itself.
Her visage was beautiful and terrible, her form towering easily thirty storeys above the park, dwarfing even the trees. Rage that was almost tangible poured outwards from her, and power flowed in turn through the earth. As people fled from her, the gardens themselves began to come alive, trees awakening and uprooting themselves to strike out indiscriminately at whatever was closest, whilst insects swarmed with deadly purpose to sting and bite at all. Vines lashed out at random to pull people down into the maw of the earth below, and blighted elementals formed of stones, twigs, water and air in the dozens to join the fray.
Near the centre of the chaos, at the base of the towering giantess of nature, thorned vines whipped up from the earth to bind the arms and legs of the hulking olive-skinned teen, whose rampage had been cut short by this intervention.
Though he snapped the vines with ease, with each tug, more seemed to latch onto him. The ground began to buckle beneath him, swallowing one of his legs up to its knee. His face twisted in anger and fear as he fought desperately for freedom.
It was the lion that saved him. The creature dove in to slash its claws across the vines. They recoiled from the strike as though burned, and the lion struck again at more. With the aid of the ivory beast, the green-skin was able to pull free of the earthen grasp and away.
“Thanks,” he gasped, turning to stare up in horrified awe at the towering woman at the centre of the carnage. “What is happening?” he breathed, shaking his head, “This is more than I signed up for. I’d swear to the gods if I thought they were worth it.”
The lion tossed its mane with a disgruntled growl.
“Name’s Trys, by the way,” he went on, “but we can talk later. If you talk, I mean. If we don’t die.”
With a toothy grin, the muscular teen launched himself back into the fray, punching a hole straight through an earth elemental’s centre before charging to the defence of a group of retreating civilians. The lion too rejoined the fray, now a three-way skirmish between the Terran citizens, the Aschen, and the creations of the newly formed colossus of nature.
Here and there, reality continued to fray. Some of the combatants disappeared seemingly without cause, and occasionally half of a building, vehicle or person dropped out of the sky to cause chaos where it landed. People found themselves moving hundreds of metres in a single step, or even rubber-banding backwards.
There seemed to be no end to the madness so long as reality itself suffered at the hands of the planck generator.
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