The Chronometal Wars...

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Re: The Chronometal Wars...

Postby Birdofterror » Thu Jan 16, 2014 10:09 pm

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The Chronometal Wars
The Black War
Year 0
Growls from the Dark Abyss

The sky darkens.

Bubbles has never felt a power like this before, yet it feels familiar. In a very BAD way. Like a ghost from the past come to wreak its horrible vengeance. Her Chronometal imbued arms flare a black flame, fully attuning itself to her body. Her short blonde hair being replaced with long black hair. Smooth black bladed rivets are cut into the armor, carvings of angels and scripture apparent upon every black surfacing.

“Who are you, and how do you know my name?!” Bubbles roars out in demand! The black hooded man descends to the ground below just outside of her house. Before her eyes, two red lasers extend from his gloves, like light sabers! They burn and electrify out of his palms. He chuckles a small amount, his cloak making subtle movements as he does so.

“Remember me... forget me... neither matters. What matters to me is your timely death, Bubbles!” The sky swirls and darkens even though it is only mid day! This man’s catastrophic power is affecting the very world around him!

Olga timidly looks out the window to see them staring each other down.

Bubbles growls and takes what looks like a hilt out of her pocket and she holds it to her chest. After a short while, she whips it back, parts of her Chronometal binding to the hilt and creating a flawless black sword! The density and quality of the blade sings in the air, resonating with the palpable energy let off by the being in front of her. She takes it with both hands and goes into a defensive posture.

The man’s laser blades melt the ground as he slowly walks over to her. Grass flashes to a crisp, soil turns to soot, and stone turns to magma. As he nears Bubbles she begins to circle around, not letting him get too close.

He lashes out at her, only to have the black blade collide with his at light speed, causing a shockwave to echo out, blowing the windows of the house to pieces and causing Olga to duck! The laser grinds against the black blade, much to the individual’s surprise! This energy can cut through anything, but the blade is perfectly fine!

They both grunt, trying to overpower one another, before Bubbles realizes that he is only using one of his hands! He hooks back with his other hand, hoping to blast her in half in a single hit, only to have her take off away from the house!

She doesn’t get far before he materializes in front of her and causes a wave of dark energy to bar her escape routes! He charges her with both sabers at the ready! She has no choice but to block! They collide with each other with a force strong enough to blow the dark walls to pieces! Rain begins to fall as the sky completely darkens! Black lightning strikes a nearby tree in half as it begins to dematerialize into dark matter!

“What... the hell... are you...?!” She grunts, still holding him off! Her armored feet grind against the ground as his strength is more than enough to force her back with little effort. She still cannot see his face through the hood! A white mist leaves his hood as he whispers. “Shira...” He blasts the black sword out of her hand and goes in for the kill! But she musters a blue aura around her newly acquired right arm and summons a shockwave to blow him back!

The sword spins on the ground before making its way back to Bubbles! The man lands perfectly on his feet and brushes off his robe. “A sentient blade...?” He wonders to himself as the blade twirls in Bubbles’ hand, unsure of who is guiding who.

The laser blades recede and he cracks his knuckles. Bubbles is still defending, unsure of any tricks he may have. He raises a finger at Bubbles, a red laser blast firing from it and cutting her face! Blood is instantly drawn and begins to leak. Bubbles grits her teeth and keeps close attention to his extremities.

He fires shot after shot, her dodging and smacking them back at every possible chance! The black storm around them churns, trees being uprooted, people screaming in the background! Bubbles’ eyes go wide!

“Stop it! You’re hurting them! This is between us!” – “Oh? Just what makes you think I care about them? They are nothing.” – “You son of a-!” She bellows, finally going on the offensive! She strikes down and he catches the blade with one hand, seemingly unimpressed, but she takes an aura infused left hook to his chest and blows him back! “Guah...!” He exclaims!

He growls, white energy flowing out of every opening in his black cloak! Suddenly, someone arrives at the battlefield!

“Bubbles! Are you okay?! What’s going on.................?!” Brick, the new arrival lets out before trailing off, looking at the being before him. The black hooded man also pauses.

“Brick...?” He lets out. “Boomer...?” – “BOOMER?!” Bubbles blurts!

Brick slowly walks over to Boomer, but he bounds backwards and extends his blades. “Step aside, Brother. You were too weak to finish the job, now it’s my responsibility to claim revenge!” – “Boomer, stop! This is not the way!” Brick yells out! “HAVE YOU FORGOTTEN WHAT HAS HAPPENED?!” – “Blossom may have killed Butch... but Bubbles did NOT! Bubbles had nothing to do with this!” – “So you will defend her?” – “If I must, even from you!” – “YOU ARE A FUCKING IDIOT!” He roars, the ground cracking and nearly knocking Brick back, his long red hair blowing in the dark breeze!

“WHAT WOULD BUTCH THINK OF YOU NOW?! SIDING WITH HIS MURDERERS, FIGHTING YOUR OWN GOD DAMNED BROTHER!” White electricity surges around Boomer, his energy reaching critical mass!

But then...

Brick feels a familiar power within his bosom. His heart begins to feel lighter as a nostalgic energy begins to fill him. He comes to a tear jerking realization. He closes his eyes and smiles... His eyes explode open! Energy is blown off of him in all direction! His eyes turn green and a green electricity dances around his very being.

“I think I know what Butch would think, Boomer...” He points at Boomer who nearly stumbles at the gesture. “He would tell me to stop you!” Brick goes into a battle position, green energy swirling around his fists! “You... you’re lying... that cannot be Butch! Butch is DEAD!” – “Butch now lives within me. I am disappointed in myself that I did not realize it earlier, but it all finally makes sense!” Boomer growls and lunges at Brick, cars and pavement behind him blowing into the air at the sheer power of his takeoff!

He takes out his two laser blades in the shape of an X and begins to bear down on him! But Brick also crosses his arms and meets the blades head on! Black and White, Red and Green, the air spirals with a chaotic mixture of elements! An energy tornado forms around them and Bubbles looks back at the house! “O-Olga!” She yells, jumping through the shattered window!

Bubbles takes the passed out Olga and gives her a shoulder before flying out of the window again! This time she leaves the battlefield altogether... she is sure that this battle was meant for Brick all along...

Brick’s bare arms meet the stone melting blades on equal ground, green energy spiraling around, forming both a defense and an offense! Brick takes a strong hit to Boomer’s hooded face, blowing him backwards with a shockwave! He lands on his feet, but Brick is already back in attack mode! Before Boomer can react, Brick lands another bone shattering punch! One to the face, one to the chest, one to the ribs! He firmly places his feet on the ground for this one!

He takes his two arms out as in one hand, red energy funnels into an orb and in the other hand, green energy funnels into an orb! Before Boomer can realize what is happening, Brick combines them and they explode into a beam of pure energy! Boomer raises dark shields, but one after another they are shattered as if they were made of glass! He takes the full force to the chest and is blown backwards, but then Brick wills the beam upwards, knocking him into the stormy sky!

The beam runs out of energy in space, Boomer coughing and buckling from the pain. Brick is already up here as well. He forms a fist, his knuckles cracking on their own, red and green electricity forming around them.

“Damn it... b-brother... why...?! Why are you siding with... with our murderers...!” – “This isn’t about that any longer, Boomer...” – “Then what...?!” – “This is about letting go of the past, and moving on.” – “Wh-What?! What are you saying?!” – “I am saying it’s time to leave it all behind. Men seeking revenge have made more graves on this planet than should have been possible. I will not let our pathetic feud fuel any more destruction. This much I learned from you...”

“What...? From... me?” – “You may not remember, it may have just been a dream, but one day... I learned an important lesson from you. A lesson I still follow to this day, a lesson of both strength and forgiveness.” All of the actions from before have blown Boomer’s cowl off.

His face is one of anger and anguish, his eyes and hair are pure white, devoid of any coloration. His teeth grit! “To what end, Brother?! To grow old and die?! To not achieve anything?! What is left?! I have nothing left but my anger!” – “Boomer... It’s not too late, for anything. You can still be happy, I’m glad to see you alive, but... I know there is a burning within you. I’ve seen it before.” Boomer’s eyes go wide. “What...?! You have?!” Boomer doesn’t know what to think... was he not the first of his kind?

“She was a kindhearted girl who knew nothing but happiness. But Cranston killed her for nothing more than a test! She looked just like you! White hair, white eyes, she said that her soul was on fire and she couldn’t control herself!” – “I am different!” Boomer yells out! “I have control over my body and mind! I control my own fate!” – “Then stop this! You don’t have to be a slave to Cranston!” – “And what? Go back to a world with THEM?! No, brother. I’m not like you; I will not go back to that life!” Boomer explodes away, leaving a trail of white energy. “Boomer! NO! WAIT!” Brick yells in vain.

He’s gone.


From her patio, Lynn sees what looks like a white shooting star in the sky. She buries whatever cold logic she has in her mind and closes her eyes.

She is making a wish... and she is making it very hard. Dexter walks onto the patio with her. “What’s up?” He says, getting no response for a few moments. He looks into the darkened sky, stars twinkling and everything. Lynn looks up after taking a short breath in the cold Colorado night.

“I was... just doing something silly.” – “It... looked like you were praying. Something on your mind?” – “Well... if you must know, I saw a shooting star... so I was making a wish.” Dexter raises an eyebrow and smiles. He sits by her. Her long flowing hair reaches the flooring as she sits. There are no chairs on this patio; they are sitting on wood flooring.

“Oh yeah? For what?” – “Won’t it not come true if I tell you?” – “Well, maybe. Does it involve me?” – “Well, yes... why?” – “Maybe I can help it come true.” He suggests with a wink. She rolls her eyes and blushes a small bit as she musters the nerve to confess her wish.

“I... was wishing...” She pauses, shaking her head. “No, come on. Tell me.” She sighs and looks him in the eye.

“I was wishing for a bigger family. Dexter... I want a baby.”
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Re: The Chronometal Wars...

Postby Birdofterror » Fri Jan 17, 2014 9:08 pm

The Chronometal Wars
The Black War
Year 0
New Blood


A woman yells out, a strange creature rampaging through the streets! It looks like nothing anyone has ever seen before! It’s like a spider, but the size of an elephant and made entirely out of crystal! It’s sharp legs dig into the street as it skitters along, adamantly set on cleaving all in its path!

It’s jaws leak a black liquid that forms into a mist as it chatters! Before long, the group of people is backed against a wall! One of the adults moves forwards with a large stick, attracting its attention! The stick is bashed out of his hand and the man slides back to the group as the crystal spider begins to barrel down on them!

But then, a gunshot fires out! Everyone gets down as the sound of shattering glass hits the spider! It quickly rebounds to a wall and looks around, spying what looks like a kid on the roof. The kid smiles sarcastically, spitting the cigarette out of his mouth. He can’t be any older than ten. His skin is a little tanned from all the time he spends outside and his short hair is a bright blonde.

“Come get some you piece of crap!” He yells out, taking aim at the spider again! He is wielding a very cumbersome sniper rifle! A shot goes out, but the kid braces himself expertly, and although his small frame shudders from the blast, his skill with this weapon allows himself to withstand the recoil. The blast hits the crystal spider’s jaws, blowing one of them clean off! It hisses and quickly skitters up the apposing wall! The kid is on the other side of the road, on top of his own building.

“I don’t know why I knew something would be here, but I guess that’s not important.” He says, cocking the weapon, having a five inch bullet casing clink against the round, steaming. He takes aim again as the spider leaps at him! He quickly jumps off of the building before it reaches him! The people below gasp as he falls! Many cover their eyes, but he lands in a dumpster and quickly scrambles out of it, still with a sarcastic look on his face!

“ONE OF YOU, COVER ME!” He commands at the group, throwing his giant sniper rifle at them! One of the women snatches it in mid air and nods. The kid takes another weapon out of his satchel; it’s an automatic sub-machine gun. Placing the magazine within, the Spider crashes down! “Don’t fire until I tell you to!” The spider slinks towards him as he unloads a concentrated burst of bullets on one of its knees, quickly blasting its lower leg off and having it hiss in pain!

He scurries to a building at the end of the street and quickly runs up a ladder present outside of the apartment windows! The spider quickly closes the gap! “NOW! AIM FOR HIS HEAD!” The woman in the back takes an aimed shot and as the spider goes vertical in an attempt to consume the child, a well placed sniper round enters the back of its head! But it’s not done yet; it diverts its attention and turns around!

But the kid takes that moment to jump onto its back! He takes his weapon and plants the barrel up to its crystalline brain! “YAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!” He yells out as the sub-machine gun fires its entire container of ammunition! The crystal spider crashes to the ground and bursts into sand. It’s dead!

The absolutely astonished group of people begins to cheer! He rubs his nose and walks up to the woman. She speaks up. “Wow, kid. You’re not bad. Who are you?” – “The name is Noss, and I’ll be taking that back now.” He says, taking the sniper from her hands, causing her to have a weird expression to cross her face.

“Should... I let you keep those...? You’re just a kid.” She says, trying to fight back the laughter, both from the relief of still being alive, and from the absolute absurdity of her question. “If I wasn’t here, with these, you would all be dead. I think you can make an exception, Major.” Noss lets out, noticing a military patch on the woman’s shirt. She raises an eyebrow.

“You’re an interesting kid, Noss... and you did save our lives. Just keep that stuff under wraps.” – “That’s what I’ve been doing. So long.” He says, walking off with a mock salute. He straps the rifle to his back and begins to climb back up to the top of the building.

The group of people below takes time to breathe and hug each other before eventually making it out of the corner they were huddled in. Some walk over to the dust pile that was once a formidable crystalline spider.

He looks into the sky, now certain he is alone on top of this building. “Alright, Barthandelus. I’m now sufficiently convinced that you’re real and I’m not insane. What do you want me to do?” He yells. “You did well; Noss... those people would have been dead without you. For a child, your skills are impeccable... there is a group that I would like for you to find...” – “A group, eh? Of people like me?” – “Precisely, of children no less, shepherded by a man with great vision, a man who will save this world.” – “Sounds tight. Give me the place and I’ll be on my way, destiny’s callin’.”


It's night.

“Uh, Dexter’s going to be here soon.” – “What?” Bubbles says from the other room. The house is undergoing repairs after what happened. Brick points at the phone. “It vibrated, I spared a passing glance. It said it was from Dexter, he said he would be here soon.” – “Really? But why...? Oh... wait, now I remember...” She looks out the window with a weird expression.

“Has it already been almost a year?” – “Year...? OH! Right! Dexter’s going to show up with that thing for Olga, the yearly replacement.” – “Yeah... I wonder what we’re going to talk about.” – “How about all the crazy stuff that has been happening?” Brick suggests with a smile on his face. But Bubbles looks back with a sour expression.

“What? Was it something I said?” – “Well... Dexter and Olga are trying really hard to stay out of... you know, all of this. If we bring up that there is a psychotic Boomer on the loose, he will have to abandon his family...” – “Oh... right...” He says, also looking out the window.

Olga sits on the couch with them. “I... haven’t seen Dexter in a while...” She says. “He should be here soon. Don’t worry!” Olga smiles a small bit. “I’m... actually a little excited...!”

A small amount of time passes, the sun starting to go down before Bubbles hears a knock at the door, amongst all of the other housework going on by city employees.

She opens the door and her face lights up! “Dexter! So glad to see you!” They exchange a friendly hug, Bubbles doing her best with one arm. Embarrassingly, she breaks it off and laughs a small bit. “Oh, come in, come in.” – “Thank you.” Dexter walks in and Bubbles notices that a woman follows him in, a woman she doesn’t recognize. She notices the look Bubbles is giving her and turns around.

“It’s been a long time, hasn’t it Bubbles?” The voice shocks Bubbles back into reality. “Lynn...? Is that you?! You look completely different!” – “I know! Dexter helped..............” They begin idle chatter as Dexter moves farther into the house to make eye contact with Brick and Olga.

Brick and Dexter merely exchange informal hand gestures, but Olga gets off of the couch entirely and walks over to Dexter. Dexter is completely amazed she’s even able to acknowledge his existence, let alone walk over to him. “Dexter... it’s... it’s been almost an entire year...” She says sadly, looking him up and down.

“Olga... I’m... I’m astonished you are able to walk and to... to talk! How long have you been like this?” – “I’ve... been getting better, but I would have to say... maybe a few months ago. I started walking around on my own and making my own food. Now, I still feel a little weak... but... much better, thanks to whatever it is you’re doing. Which, by the way... what is it?”

“Oh, this?” He asks, pulling something out of his pocket. It looks like a small canister. “This is a vial of nano-probes.” – “N... Nano Probes?” Olga blurts. “Yes, they’ve been slowly repairing your body and stimulating your failing bodily processes. Not to mention some of them serve a vital function.” – “Really? And what would that be?” – “I’ll tell you as I’m replacing your current one. Do you have a room? A place for privacy?” – “P-Privacy?” She says with a reddish face.

“I... share a room with Bubbles... upstairs...” – “That’s great. Do you want to get this done now, or later?” Dexter asks. Olga breaths a little bit and thinks to herself. “Now... definitely now...” She says enigmatically. “Oh, okay-oop!” Dexter exclaims, Olga rushing him upstairs. Lynn notices this and raises an eyebrow, but turns back to Bubbles.

They are about to finish their catching up. “Well, that’s great. I’m glad to hear Ruby is doing alright. But, you said something a while back, something about... a baby?” – “Oh, right, that was kind of the reason I came along. You see, Dexter and I... well... we want another kid.” – “Really...? Are you adopting?” – “Well, no, not really...”

Bubbles looks confused.



Kally and Alex sit outside of the main chambers, awaiting further instruction. Alex’s eyes are closed and she’s deep in thought, but Kally is twiddling her thumbs. She seems restless. Alex opens her eyes and look at her from across the room, as they are sitting on benches on the opposite sides.

“Will you stop that, please? I’m trying to focus.” Alex lets out. Kally looks over. “I’m... sorry. I was just thinking about the people at school... I wonder how they’re doing...” – “You’re still on about that? It’s been months. We are living in different worlds now.” – “I know, I know...” Kally still looks down and keeps fidgeting. Alex rolls her eyes and gets up. She walks over to her bench and sits down next to Kally. “...?”

“Look. We’re family, you and I. We are both in this together, okay?” – “...” – “Stop worrying, we won’t let anything happen to you. Your friends will be fine... they are fine. That’s why we’re here. Barrett says that when everything is prepared, we will be saving this world.” – “I know... but I’m still not sure...” – “...”

Alex goes silent for a small moment. “I’m going to be honest, Kally... I’m not sure either. But we have to trust Father Baron, okay?” – “Okay...”

The huge stone walls open up and the man himself walks out of it. He looks over to the bench with Kally and Alex on it and raises an eyebrow. “Y’all are getting along well. That’s good, keep yourselves in this mindset; we are going to have a new family member joining us soon.” He walks down the hall, beckoning them to follow.

“Wait, really? Who?” Alex asks; her short black hair waving as she runs up to his side. “It’s a young man named Noss. Barthandelus was telling me about him, we will be our fifth member.” – “Fifth? You mean Izzy really is a part of our group? But he’s just a baby.” Kally lets out. “True, he is but an infant, but our plan has a ten year timer. He will be ready by the end, I promise you. He was chosen by Barthandelus as well, never forget that.” – “Yes sir.” She says with a nod.

“Also...” Kally says softly, almost being unheard by Barrett. “Hmm? What is it, girl?” – “Have... have you found anything out about my dad?” – “I’m afraid not. I’m still looking. I’ll tell you as soon as I find something.” Kally nods. “Th-Thank you...”

They walk up the ramp and begin to leave this underground complex.
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Re: The Chronometal Wars...

Postby Birdofterror » Fri Jan 24, 2014 6:31 am

The Chronometal Wars
The Black War
Year 0
Pain and Promise


Bubbles slams on the table, knocking surgical devices and mechanical devices into the air and across the room! She puts her fingers to her face, squinting and recoiling from the pain. All the while muttering obscenities that would make a sailor blush.

“Bubbles, please calm down... should we still be doing this?” – “Look you fucker, it was part of the deal!” She says tears dropping down her cheek, but she’s smiling, taking this entire silly ordeal at face value. “I-I know, but if it’s too much-“ – “It’s not too much, okay?! God damn.” She growls, grinding her nails on the arm of the surgeon’s chair.

Dexter fiddles around with a kind of mechanical arm on her right side. “You know, your Model B-2 gives you an arm... this isn’t required...” – “Like hell it isn’t. I don’t wanna be trapped in it all the time; it makes me feel GOD DAMN IT!” She blurts out mid sentence as a spike of pain rushes up her arm causing her to wince and slam her hand on the arm of the chair, snapping it off and causing it to slide across the floor.

She gulps and sighs as Dexter’s face goes red, trying not to laugh or cry. “It... makes me feel... weird... when I use it... at least this way I can do normal stuff and not catch eyes...” She’s right. This arm may look incredibly robotic now, but some prosthetic plaster will make it looks just like her opposing arm. Dexter is really good at this kind of stuff;

Barasia is living proof of that.

Speak of; she pokes her head in the room holding what looks like a chair arm. “Do you guys need help? Pff...” She sputters, trying not to giggle. “No, I’m... just... no... wait, actually-“ Bubbles cuts herself off, looking back at Lynn. “Do you guys have anything alcoholic?” Lynn raises an eyebrow. “Well, we have some stuff, yes...” – “Give me the strongest shit you got HOLY HELL DEXTER FUCK YOU!” She says, forming a fist and nearly hitting him in the head, instead directing it at her own leg. Her teeth are bared and she is still wincing.

“I’ll... get some out of the freezer, hold tight. Good luck you two.” Lynn says with a large smile on her face, entering the kitchen.

“I didn’t even know you knew these words, haha...” Dexter breaks into a cold sweat as she gives him a deadly stare that could turn Medusa to stone. “Just keep doing... what you’re doing...” Bubbles’ senses are starting to muddle, her jaw is slacked and a small amount of drool drips from the side of her mouth. Lynn reenters the room with some high quality Vodka.

“Will this do? Do you want a cup- oh!” She exclaims as Bubbles snatches it out of her hand and bites the cork out and spits it across the room. Without any hesitation she instantly begins to chug straight from the bottle. At first Lynn simply looks on along with Dexter, but their eyes both go wide as it is more than half drained.

“Jesus Bubbles...” Dexter whimpers. Nearly all gone, she rips it from her mouth and takes a huge breath, her eyes firing open. A couple gasps later, the only word to come out of her mouth is-

“Fuck...” She says, her vision starting to sparkle and her face breaking into a smile. She looks over at Lynn and relaxes into the back of her chair as Dexter continues his work. “You know, Lynn... you’re... a good fucking person...” – “Eh? Wh-Why thank you...” – “No, I mean it. You’ve done... ALL this work and you’re taking care of that poor fucking kid, I mean... you’re a god damned saint.” – “You mean Ruby? Yes, thank you Bubbles, I’m going to go-“ – “Oh come on! Stop being so damn modest! Ruby’s a good kid, and I’m sure everything will work out.” Her head spins around to meet Dexter. Lynn walks out of the room.

“Good luck.” Lynn winks as Dexter scowls before turning back to Bubbles. “Kshhk...!” She winces as more pain shoots up her new arm, but this time she breaks out into laughter. “You know... I didn’t get a chance to thank you for this, Dexter... thanks...” She says, her face starting to flush from the alcohol going straight to her head.

She can’t really handle her Vodka, that’s for sure.

“You’re welcome, this arm should help you out soon-“ – “NOT THAT you idiot...” She says, nearly burping. She looks at her stomach and begins to rub it. “This...” She whispers. “O-Oh, that... well, I should be thanking you, really. I didn’t think you would be so accepting of it.” – “Are you kidding? Man, when I was a kid...” She says, relaxing back into the chair once again, staring off into space, remembering her youth.

“Man, I wanted to start a family so bad. I always dreamed of having a son, a daughter, and maybe a good husband, but honestly the whole husband thing was an afterthought. I really just wanted kids...” She says, hiccupping all the way.

“Well I guess we have a happy coincidence then. I’m glad to have you as a friend, Bubbles.” He says with a smile, causing her to look back in shock. Before bursting out in laughter, causing Dexter to blush. “Wh-What? What did I say?” – “Bahah! Stop being so serious, man! WHEW this is some STRONG FUCKING SHIT.” She says, her eyelids growing heavy. Were it not for the constant jolts of pain up her arm she would probably pass out right here.

“Almost done here... all that’s left is the plaster.” – “Wait... what? You mean the painful part is over...?” She says, her eyes so tired that her pupils might just stare in different directions from the lack of focus. “Yes, do you want to lie down while I do this part- Whoa hey?!” He exclaims as she falls out of the chair. He gets up to check if she’s okay, but she begins to snore really loudly and he can’t help but blush again.

“Damn Bubbles, remind me to never take you to a bar...”


Meanwhile, in the other room...

Lynn sits properly on a chair, minding perfect manners. Brick however is slumped on a lazy boy living chair, all four limbs in different directions. Olga sits casually, looking Lynn up and down. Lynn doesn’t notice, instead listening in on the other room. Apparently the operation is about over. Dexter begins to slump Bubbles out, supporting her with his shoulder. Brick catches eye and gets up.

“Need any help-“ – “YES PLEASE, DAMN SHE’S DENSE!” He says, his strength giving out. Brick in the knick of time goes to the other side of Bubbles and helps Dexter stay up. Now taking his fair share of the dense Powerpuff’s weight, they both head upstairs. “We won’t be long, Lynn... be down soon.” – “Alright, take your time.” She says, turning back to the coffee table, before finally noticing that Olga is looking her up and down.

“What is it, Olga?” Olga says nothing; she just continues to stare at her. Different parts of her. First the hair, then the face, then the arms, then the chest... everything. Lynn cocks her head. “Do... I... know you?” She finally says. At first Lynn seems confused and then gets shocked into realization.

“Oh, right... My body has changed since the wars. I am Barasia.” Lynn says, putting her hand to her chest in sign language. “A lot of people call my Lynn now. You can call me whichever you prefer.” – “Lynn... that’s a nice name...” She says, smiling.

“It’s nice to meet you, Lynn.” – “Wait, what do you mean?” – “...?” Olga looks confused. “I just said I was Barasia, you know... we’ve met before. A couple of times actually. I think I called myself the Black Mother when we first met...” – “Black... mother...?” Olga scratches her head, causing her long hair to shake and bank. She eventually shakes her head.

“I... don’t remember...” – “Oh... your memory must still be recovering. I don’t want to pressure you.” – “No, it’s... no trouble... you seemed very interesting, but I didn’t want to say anything... I’m sorry that I don’t remember you, Lynn...” – “Haha, it’s alright, it’s not your fault.” – “...” More silence crosses the room.

“Hey...” Olga asks. “Hmm?” – “Do you know who that blonde haired girl is?” – “Blonde- wait, do you mean Bubbles?” – “Is that her name? I don’t know why... but it feels like...” She shakes her head and her back begins to itch. She tries to scratch it, but can’t reach it. She begins to grunt; frustrated. “Do... you need help?” – “Yes, please... my back is itchy but I can’t get to it...” Lynn stands up and walks over to the couch Olga is sitting on. She plops down next to her and looks at her back. Olga takes off her shirt and points to the area she wants to be scratched.

It’s at the base of her spine, where the mechanical implants Dexter and Mekel put into her end. Lynn begins to run her finger roughly onto the spot and Olga sighs in relief. “Oh, yeah... that’s the spot, thank you so much...” She says, her eyes closing. “No problem. But, if you don’t mind me asking, I thought you already remembered Bubbles...?” Olga opens her eyes and stares off into space.

“I thought I did too... but it feels like my memories are... leaking or something...” – “Leaking? That’s... that’s not good. Leaking how? What exactly are you feeling?” – “Like... my mind is cold... and I can feel something dripping out of it. Like... like a sponge that slowly dries itself out by gradually dripping water out of it. When I got out of the hospital, I started remembering a lot really fast... but now it feels like all I’m doing is forgetting again...” She crosses her arms, beginning to feel cold. She puts her shirt back on, the itch thoroughly scratched.

“Thank you, Lynn.” – “Mhm.” She lets out, returning to her chair. “Lynn?” – “What is it?” – “There’s... this thing I’ve been remembering though, but my memory is so flimsy that I don’t even know if it’s mine or not, it’s so weird.” – “Oh? What’s that, what memory?” – “I... remember a gigantic crystal, with a person in it... a metal person...” – “A metal person...?” – “A metal person with a wing at his back, a fleshy metal wing.” Lynn’s eyes go wide. “Briarus...?” – “Is... that his name? No, I’m... I’m remembering a different name...” – “A different name...?”

“Barthandelus...?” – “...!”



A blonde haired kid casually walks up to this high tech lab, drawn here by Barthandelus’s words. A large broad shouldered man raises an eyebrow. “Are you him? The kid ‘he’ sent?” – “I’m here of my own will, I’m not following anyone’s orders. But if you’re asking how I found this place, yes, ‘he’ gave me directions.” The man grins.

“My name is Barrett.” He extends a hand that the small boy shakes with a neutral expression on his face. “Noss. Nice to meet you, Barrett.” – “You may call me Baron, if you wish, Noss. Please, come inside... I have people you would want to meet.” – “Ah, yes. The child prodigies just like me. I’ve been dying to meet them.”

Baron and Noss walk into the high tech lab, Noss surprisingly unamused by all the gadgets and whistling in the background. He seems surprisingly comfy in this alien environment. The stone walls part and Noss heads inside to meet with his ‘co-workers.’ Baron says a few things before walking off. “I have thing I must do, don’t be a stranger, now.” – “Yup.”

Noss walks into the room and instantly catches the eye of the two girls in here. Noss raises an eyebrow. “Two girls, huh? I was expecting a guy or two.” – “Huh? What is that supposed to mean?” The black haired one Alex lets out. Noss shrugs. “Nothing, just thinking out loud.” – “Uh huh. My name is Alex, I have a feeling we are going to be ‘great’ friends.” She says, sarcasm dripping from her fangs. She sits back down and continues reading whatever book she had initially.

The other girl walks up to him and although she was confident at first, now she doesn’t know what to do. Bow? Curtsy? She quickly finds herself flustered and forces her hand out, beckoning him to shake it. He shrugs and does so. “Noss.” – “K-Kally. Nice to meet you.” – “Are you always like this?” He asks directly. She sighs and shakes her head. “Sorry... it’s been a while, I kind of forgot what it feels like to meet new people.” Noss looks Kally up and down. He nods to himself, grinning a small bit. “What? What are you doing?” – “Nothing, nothing. I’m sure we’re going to be ‘great’ friends.” Noss exclaims. She raises an eyebrow.

“So what is there to do around here?” – “Wait until you’re given an order.” Alex lets out, not breaking focus from her book. “What, is that it? No games, no playground, no guns, nothing?” – “Guns...?” Kally lets out. “Oh, right. I forgot to introduce the most interesting part of myself.” Noss exclaims, pulling an Uzi out from his belt satchel. Kally’s eyes go wide.

“Wh-What are you doing with that? Is that real...?” – “Oh it’s real. What, I thought we were all these super special kids! I thought you all had equally awesome stuff, are you really so surprised? Barthandelus made it sound like you guys were really well armed and stuff.” He looks over to Alex who still isn’t breaking focus. “But it seems like you guys are a bunch of boring... KIDS.” Alex finally breaks focus and raises an eyebrow. She makes eye contact with Noss.

“Come with me.” She says, walking up and leaving the room. Noss shrugs and follows her. Kally, not wanting to be left behind also follow suit.

A short time of wandering later, they find themselves in a large brightly lit room that is still underground and part of this entire installation. It seems to be a training room of sorts. “Arm yourself with what you’re good with.” She exclaims. “What do you mean? You mean my guns?” Noss asks. “Yup.” – “For what?” – “We’re going to fight.” – “Wait, what? You want me to fight you... with GUNS? Are you insane or just really dumb?” – “You talk too much. Do it.” – “Alright, don’t get on my ass when you get shot.” Noss shrugs and looks at his arsenal in his bag. He takes out an unassuming pistol. He loads it with dummies, non-lethal bullets.

“I’m using fake bullets. I trust you’re okay with that?” – “Whatever, doesn’t make a difference to me, you’re not going to hit me.” Noss smiles and bobs his head. “I think I’m beginning to like you, Alex.” – “Just shut up.” She says, taking something out of a box. Several things actually. She straps them to her legs and arms and takes something very conspicuous out.

It’s a katana...?!

“Fire when ready.” She lets out simply. Noss shrugs and aims for her leg and fires a bullet! To his absolute astonishment, she slices the bullet in half with inhuman precision.

“What the heck...?!” – “Done already?” – “...!” Noss smiles again, his heart starting to race! “Alright, GIRL, how about this!” He says, unleashing a barrage of bullets! These ones aren’t aimed at non-lethal areas either!

She slices several of them in half and spins to avoid the last one, her blade still singing. To Noss’s surprise, she goes on the offensive! She only uses the hilt of the blade as to not kill the poor kid, but to her surprise, he bounds backwards and more than ten feet in the air he begins to unleash a storm upon her! She grunts as one of the dummies hits her in the leg! Still in mid-air, Noss reloads his magazine. He lands on both feet and looks her in the eye.

They both smile...

Noss jettisons the magazine and puts one with REAL bullets in and Alex spins the blade, this time not holding back. When she attacks, it’s going to be with the SHARP end! “Y-You guys...! What are you doing?” Kally blubbers. Neither of them responds as Noss fires real bullets at her! She slices them up just like the dummies, no difference to her!

Noss also takes out his Uzi and begins to unload hell on her! This takes her by surprise as she rolls out of the way before slicing each of the nearly hundred bullets! She rushes in for a swift attack and Noss dodges at high speeds! She goes down for an attack she knows he can’t dodge, but to her surprise he whips out a side weapon!

Her katana begins to grind against some kind of black machete! It was in Noss’s boot! They merely smile at each other! He puts his pistol up to her forehead and she does a backflip right before he pulls the trigger! Every attack makes Kally gasp, knowing that each event could lead to instant death for either of them, but she stays silent.

In some weird way, she’s actually really excited to be seeing this!

They continue with their attacks before Alex moves in and gets a good slice on Noss’s arm that draws blood and sprays it across the floor next to Kally, causing her to yelp! However, seemingly immune to pain, Noss instantly takes his pistol out and shoots Alex right in the foot before bounding backwards!

She takes a knee and looks at her wound. “Never bring a sword to a gunfight!” Noss taunts. Alex growls and shows off what she attached to her arms and legs! Before he has a chance to react, Alex has thrown three needle-like knives at Noss! He dodges two of them, but one imbeds itself in his thigh! He collapses and Kally rises to her feet again, but also collapses from the foot wound.

“Ha...” – “Haha...” They chuckle to each other. They both pass out from the pain and blood loss and Kally’s eyes go wide! She runs out of the room! “BARON, BARON! HELP!” Before she has a chance to realize it, Barrett actually descends from an upper platform within the room.

He smiles, looking at the two kids.

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Re: The Chronometal Wars...

Postby Birdofterror » Sat Jan 25, 2014 10:42 am

The Chronometal Wars
The Black War
Year 0
The Fallen Heroes
Part 1 of 2


The bartender slides another shot down. She told herself that three would be fine. That was ten shots ago. The anxiety isn’t going away anymore. She picks it up with a shaky hand... it’s spilling everywhere. She sighs and puts it down and covers her face with her hand.

“Look... I know you don’t like me talkin’ about this kind of stuff, but how did you end up here, Buttercup?” The bartender asks, leisurely cleaning a glass. “Every day with this... can’t you just drop it...?” – “I would, and I have in the past... but it seems like yer’ poison isn’t working anymore. I’m worried about you.” She smiles wryly. “Thanks, but I don’t need anyone worrying about me.” She raises her head and takes a deep breath, briefly regaining composure.

“I appreciate the sentiment, but it’ll take a hell of a lot more than this to kill me. I may not be fine, but the shots aren’t hurting. But you are right; they aren’t working anymore... I don’t know what to do...” She shakes her head. “I haven’t seen my family for a long time, except for the professor, who’s off doing his own self destructive thing. I guess we all have our ways of coping...” The bartender stays quiet, intently listening to the pained Buttercup.

Her face shows hurt, fatigue, anxiety... she looks horrible. A lot of men and women here look exactly the same. This is where people come when they don’t know what to do, when the weight of the world comes crashing down at once. Here, no one will judge you. Here, everyone has the same problems.

She doesn’t know their names, but she feels a kind of kinship with them.

“Maybe you should visit yer’ sister. For old time’s sake.” – “... Yeah, maybe...” She says, taking the shot and quickly swallowing it, her grip finally stabilizing. “Thanks...” – “No problem, don’t come again any time soon.” She chuckles a bit, knowing he’s only trying to help. “Don’t count on it, this place is an oasis.” She turns off of the stool and begins to walk out, surprised to see a shade in the corner.

Her brow furrows as the silhouette forms into a familiar looking person. A person who is keeping his hands in his pocket, as to not show them. After all, giant pincers would probably stick out. She scoffs and ignores him, heading out of the bar door. The sun is about to come up. This bar leads straight into an inconspicuous alley. A disgusting one that no one would look into too deeply, but the bar itself is very clean. It was designed this way deliberately. A home away from home that those who have fallen can go to and not be found. Ever.

But Buttercup didn’t expect HIM to be looking for her. As she casually walks down the alley, the same shade shows up in a corner.

“What do you want?” She finally asks. “It’s time.” He says directly. She raises an eyebrow before shaking her head. “Piss off; I don’t want anything to do with you or your lies anymore.” – “Lies? What Blossom did was of her own accord, I had no way to help you and her at the same time.” – “Then why didn’t you just help her?!” – “Because then you wouldn’t be strong enough to hold Magnificence! We’ve been through this, girl! You need to stop living in the past!” – “I’m NOT living in the past! But I’m not living in the future either, at least no future involving you. I’m done, FOREVER, Him.” She walks away, putting her hands in her coat.

It’s been snowing a little bit, and it’s very nippy outside. She walks off, but Him once again intercepts her, this time taking one claw out of his red devilish jacket and blocking her path. She looks up with anger twisting her expression.

“This is bigger than just you, you know. I’ve been getting help from everywhere, not just you.” – “Then get more.” She says, forcing her way past his arm. “It could mean the difference between whether this world lives or dies, Buttercup!” – “Go back to Hell, Him. I don’t give a damn.” He shakes his head.

The sun disappears in the morning sky as clouds move in. Snow begins to slowly twinkle down. She walks down the road, among other people. She is living in an apartment now, along with the Professor. Ever since Heroesbane, they have both been hurting bad. The Professor hasn’t spoken in weeks. Several minutes go by and she finds herself at a turn. A left would take her to her apartment.

But she... sees someone to the right, on the other side of the road. “Is that... Dexter...? What’s he doing?” She wonders to herself. He seems dressed up and ready for something. Does he have a job? What’s he doing in Colorado? Wasn’t he still living in Megaville? Dexter looks in her general direction and she shoots her head away as to not make eye contact.

She begins to think to herself. Does she want to be found? Does she want to talk to Dexter...? Snow still falls, but she’s not cold. She’s well dressed for this weather. She sighs and looks back, noticing Dexter is gone. She looks around, noticing he is halfway down the street! If she is going to meet him, she has to go now.

She casually walks across the wet street, the snow refusing to stick to the road here. She speeds up her walk a little bit but then slows down once she reaches Dexter. It feels like there’s a frog in her throat, she can’t bring herself to say anything.

“Damn it, what am I thinking... I can’t do this...” She says to herself, turning around. She begins to walk away before someone locks eyes with her. It seems to be a woman with black hair. Buttercup doesn’t recognize her.

“Oh my god, Buttercup? Is that you?” – “Huh...? Who are you?” – “Oh, right... I should probably remember that I don’t look the same anymore. It’s me, Lynn.” – “Lynn...? Oh, it’s... good to see you...” She wonders to herself, what the heck is everyone doing here in Colorado all of a sudden? “Oh dang, I forgot! Dexter left his keycard at the house! I was showing up to give this to him! Sorry to bug you, it was really great to see you again, Buttercup!” – “Y-Yeah, good to see you too...” She mutters, Lynn running off behind her.

“House...?” She wonders to herself. “They’re living here...? Together?”



A man lets out. It’s Barrett. He’s in a house, rarely is he ever outside of his lab anymore. “Oh, what is it, Baron? I just got Izzy to sleep.” – “We have a new recruit. Have you gotten a chance to see him, yet?” – “You mean Noss? No, but Alex was telling me all about him. I can’t tell if she likes him or not.” – “Eh, they’ll work it out, hon’. Do you want to meet him? He will be family, after all.” – “Sure, let me just make sure Izzy has everything set.”

This house is surprisingly tame for such a high profile person as Barrett. It’s like he’s living two lives. One underground and one above. Rose walks through back into the main room and nods. “I’m ready. How were their wounds, by the way?” – “Alex and Noss? Nothing too severe. I didn’t expect them to use real weapons, but it all worked out in the end I guess.” – “Still, that Noss kid... playing with guns? Where did he even get them?” – “Why don’t we ask him ourselves? Today is the day I chose to have a meeting with all the members.” Rose smiles a small bit, but has a hint of sarcasm crossing her face.

“They’re just kids; you know... you calling them members and all... it’s still a little strange to me.” – “You’ve seen what kids can do, Rose.” She blinks once, remembering all that happened during the wars, remembering The Knights...

Remembering that OLGA girl in specific...

“Yes, you’re quite right...” She sighs. “I wonder how Ruby is doing...?” Baron puts his large hand on her shoulder. She is surprisingly comforted by this gesture; Baron is a man that exudes genuine kindness. “I’m sure she’s fine. We will find her one day. Or who knows? She might find us.” Rose happily nods. They head out of the house as someone enters it. A normal person, a babysitter.

Truly a normal family...

Later, they are within the underground base, the three children circled around a table along with Rose and Barrett.

“Welcome, Saints... to the first ever meeting of Crystallus.” Noss already raises a hand. “Yes?” – “Yeah, uh... What?” – “Our organization. We are called the Saints of Crystallus.” – “Oh. Why didn’t you tell me sooner that we had a name?” – “You didn’t ask.” – “...”

“Now, first order of business... the fight yesterday...” – “We’re sorry.” Both Alex and Noss say, rolling their eyes. “Not that.” He says, disarming them. “I was going to congratulate you both for exceeding my already lofty expectations, but I must insist that in the future, you use non-lethal weaponry when sparring.” They both nod.

“Now, for the second order of business, I think it’s about time everyone gets acquainted with one another... Let’s start with our most senior members. I am Barrett, though you may all call me Baron, or Father Baron if you wish. I was a scientist in head production of top secret weapons and machines within the military. Once one of our most trusted members went AWOL, I left the military and began work on this base. I wasn’t the only one either. One of my closest friends, Francis also did the same. Francis was, or is Kally’s father. Kally, it’s your turn.” She nods.

“Thank you. My name, if you didn’t already know, is Kally. I initially joined the Saints to find my dad with Father Baron’s help after he saved my life one day. Since then, we have both been working hard on Alphametals, a secret weapon developed by the military. A subset of Chronometals which, as I’m sure we all know... had gruesome consequences when in the wrong hands” Everyone nods, everyone sharing equal pain from the wars.

“I was in an orphanage for almost a year before I left it all behind to come with Barrett. Since then I’ve been like part of his family. I met Alex here, so I guess it’s your turn now. Alex?” She nods as well.

“My name is Alex. I see that we’re all using our first name, that’s fine. I don’t have a last name anyway. My old family died and nearly got me killed in the process right as the Chronometal Wars hit. I was drafted into the Orphanage around the same time Kally was. As a matter of fact...” She pauses and begins to think.

“Wait, hold on-“ Someone interrupts. Everyone turns to see it was Noss. “You two were also in an orphanage?” – “Also? You mean you were-” – “Yeah, the same one as you guys. The Megaville Orphanage on 51st street. I was only in it for about a day though. Sure, I lost my parents... but I didn’t care for the place. I left and took my dad’s stuff once the wars ended. That’s how I got these guns.” He says, putting a Glock on the table.

“My dad was in the marines, he was a real gun nut... and an asshole too. If it wasn’t for him, maybe mom would still be alive and we would have left Megaville before the shit really started hitting the fan.” – “I also took my father’s things after the Wars took my family...” Alex lets out, continuing her life story.

“My family katana, hailing from Japan. I am what people call Japanese American, but don’t care for titles. I’m just a stranger now, a girl with no last name. My father’s line ran long into the older days of Japan, all of the weapons I use, from the Katana to the throwing knives are all irreplaceable heirlooms. One day in the Orphanage, a kind man found me and took me into his home.” She says, looking over to Baron with an uncharacteristic smile across her face.

“The rest is history I guess. I’m glad to be of service, Father Baron.” He nods appreciatively. “Noss, you may continue.” He says.

“Well, picking up my story... my family was living in Megaville for a long time. Before the first war started, my mom and I wanted to move, the city was getting dangerous. My dad insisted we stay put, but just as a security measure... we had an arsenal built into our basement. Hundreds of thousands of bullets, several dozen different brands of guns, enough to fund a civil war, really. My dad would take me training every other day, he was really serious about staying, and we were really serious about leaving. I guess this was his way of compromising. If he wouldn’t let us leave, he would at least teach us how to defend ourselves. I hated the man, but I guess I have to thank him for teaching me all I know now.”

He stares off into space for a while before continuing. “I might as well skip to the good part. I had to shoot him in the face to break free of him.” Kally gasps. “Wh-What...?” – “Let me finish. The wars finally started, machines were invading the city. My dad was a crack shot, taking down several of them from half a kilometer away. In a way, I guess he was keeping us safe, but it was too much. The city issued a mandatory evacuation of every citizen living inside the city, but my father still insisted that we stay. One day, a robotic beetle looking thing broke into the house and nearly took my head off. If it wasn’t for all the training I had done, I’m sure I wouldn’t have been able to finish it off.” He furrows his brow.

“That was the last straw. We had to leave right then and there, but he wasn’t having that. Even double teamed by me and my mom he still wouldn’t budge. He struck her and forced us to stay. I don’t regret the fact that I shot him right in the forehead.” Everyone goes silent. “But my story still doesn’t end there...”


“Mom, get back!”

Several flying machines plague the sky! The Chronometal Wars are tearing the city to pieces! Noss takes out his shotgun and blows several of them away with one shot! His small frame is taking huge recoil and he nearly blows his arm out of its socket, but he has to keep going! His mom is hiding behind a wall, afraid for her own life, but also terrified for Noss’s!

Before long, he’s taken over twenty of these machines out! But they just won’t stop coming! At least now, they seem to be distracted by something! They seem to be flying over to a small group of civilians fleeing for their lives! He notices that they are being shot to pieces, but they are still buying him the little time he needs.

It’s not time to be a hero. It’s time to survive. He ignores the people in distress and turns to his mom now that the machines are occupied!

“Mom! Let’s go! We have a sure shot to the outskirts!” He takes her by the hand and runs through the ruined streets! Whenever machines show up, they duck behind cover to avoid their attention. Even only eight years old, Noss seems to be a master at combat tactics, so far it has been saving his life and the life of his mother.

They are about to reach the outskirts! There is a police blockade in sight! Noss can see them and they can see him! They wave and beckon him to come! “WE MADE IT, MOM!” He says excitedly, running home free! The police provide covering fire from flanking robots and finally it seems like it’s going to all be okay!


“WHAT THE...?! AN E-EARTHQUAKE?!” He yells out, the ground shaking violently! Neither he nor his mother can stand and they both fall down, massive tremors blowing them off their feet! Soon a horrendous noise is heard! Noss can see that the police line is sinking! They soon leave vision and he runs over as the tremors stabilize.

But... he realizes that they didn’t sink... Megaville is flying into the air?! He looks into the sky to see a giant swirl, what looks like a water torrent sucking them into the clouds!

“What the heck... is h-happening?!” He lets out! Before long, the blockade is completely out of sight and the city is completely in the air! Robots fly in from behind them! “DANG IT! LEAVE US ALONE!” He yells out, shooting most of them in a split second, but when they fire out, one bullet hits his mom in the leg and she screams out, barreling backwards!

“MOM!” He yells as she nears the edge! Another bullet hits her in the arm and she is blown off the edge! “NO!” He roars out in defiance, jumping after her! He jumps right off of the cliff and grabs her by the hand! His other hand grabs a random iron bar sticking out of the ruined edge of the now floating Megaville and holds on for dear life!

But it’s not enough... it’s REALLY not enough! His small eight year old body is not strong enough to support a grown woman and himself as they dangle off of this cliff! “M-Mom! Don’t... let... go!” She looks down, seeing nothing past the clouds, but then looks up once Noss grunts in pain! One of his fingers slipping its grip! They are both going to fall at this rate...!

“GAAAAHHHHH!!!” He cries out in pain! He’s going to slip! This is it...! It’s all over! That is until...

“L-Let go, Noss! Let me fall!” – “NO! DANG IT I’M NOT LOSING YOU!” – “Well I’m not going to lose you! Goodbye, Noss!” She rips herself free of his grip! “MOTHER!!! NOOOOOO!!!” She falls and passes the clouds. But he can still hear her say one thing.

“I love you...!” Tears grow in his eyes and he painfully climbs his way back up the edge of Megaville. It’s... all over...

Or is it...?!

As soon as he rises up, a giant machine is there to wait for him! Another giant Beetle! “YOU BASTARDS! YOU TOOK MY FAMILY FROM ME, BUT THAT WASN’T ENOUGH, WAS IT?!” He roars, taking his Uzi out! “NOW YOU WANT MY LIFE?!” The beetle hisses, going on the offensive! “WELL COME FUCKING GET IT!”
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Re: The Chronometal Wars...

Postby Birdofterror » Fri Jan 31, 2014 12:39 pm

The Chronometal Wars
The Black War
Year 0
The Fallen Heroes
Part 2 of 2

She stares off into the snowy distance.

“Him... Dexter... Lynn...” Buttercup says to herself. “It’s been months... why are they only just now showing up? I mean Dexter and Lynn, sure... they could have been living here and I just missed them... but Him too...” She shakes her head. She’s on her apartment balcony. Two rooms, very modest accommodations. The Professor has been holed up in his side of the apartment for weeks now. He constantly makes noise, so Buttercup knows that he’s still okay, for now...

He seems to be valuing his privacy right now. He has only ever come out to eat, and Buttercup is more than happy to cook for him. Sometimes he smiles, but he never talks anymore. Buttercup has her booze, but the Professor seems to be taking everything head on. It seems to be wearing him down...

“Everything I was doing was for Blossom... and I couldn’t help her. She sacrificed herself to line up the perfect shot, blowing Magnificence out of the sky before he got too close to Earth. The only thing keeping me sane is the knowledge that she was probably right. If something drastic wasn’t done, Magnificence probably would have destroyed the entire world. After all, it had the strength to kill and absorb all of the South Pole Model Ms.

The bartender tells her to move on, Him tells her to move on, before she disconnected herself from her, even Bubbles said to move on.


“Bubbles...” Buttercup’s head slumps. She grips the bars on her balcony edge tightly. She looks into the snowy sky once more. “Brick... even he’s moved on. He’s moved on and all of his brothers are dead. He’s even a hero now...” She mopes and shakes her head.

“What the hell am I doing...? I’m so damned pathetic... even Brick is stronger than me, even Bubbles... hell, ‘especially’ Bubbles. What role do I have in their lives now? The Wars are over and Blossom is dead. I’m a fighter who couldn’t protect what was important to her. I have nothing left to fight for...” She turns back into the house.

“Nothing left to live for... I ran away from Megaville to try to get away from my old life. I knew that there wouldn’t be any running away from Him, but Dexter and Lynn here in Colorado? Maybe it was just a coincidence. Then again, maybe not.” She opens the front door and leaves her apartment. She needs to go for a walk.

She finds herself in a park, sitting on a bench. The snow has more or less stopped. Kids are playing here, thick furred dogs fully adapted to this kind of weather play fetch with owners that wear warm coats. “Hard to believe that less than a year ago, everyone on Earth feared for their lives. Everything seems so... chill now.” She wonders to herself, maybe this is how it is after every major world crisis?

Model M was finally stopped officially nine months ago. It’s going to be Halloween soon. People all over America are unsure of any kind of mass celebration yet. They are all still gun shy over the fact that The Prologue, the Chronometal War, the Second Chronometal War, and The Panic all happened within such small time frames from each other. These nine months have given the world a collective sigh of relief, a hope that the world can finally get back to normal.

But no one wants to remember the details. The truth is the world has less than five billion people in it left. The Panic took what was once an impossible number of human lives and made it into another statistic. Two Billion. That was the rough estimate. The entire Southern Hemisphere will never be the same again. Australia, South America, Indonesia, and some of India and Africa were completely decimated; all human settlements and cities razed to the ground by Model Ms. Only forests and jungles remain.

Nine months later, there is no significant change. It could take hundreds of years for things to go back to normal. By then everyone who ever experienced the wars would be dead, only stories passed down, or maybe buried by time... intentionally forgotten.

“I know what you’re thinking...” A familiar voice lets out from behind Buttercup as she sits on the bench. She looks behind her. “Lynn? How the... what the... what are you doing here?” – “After I saw you earlier, I went looking for you.” – “You... you did? Why?” – “Well, after catching up with Bubbles, I thought that catching up with you would be fun too.” – “Fun...?!” Buttercup laughs. Lynn has already sat down on the bench with her.

“So you say you know what I’m thinking? What am I thinking?” Lynn looks out to the people playing in the park, the kids, the animals, the parents...

“You’re thinking about how it’s possible for them to continue on like normal after what happened.” – “...! How did you...?” – “I’ve done the exact same thing you are doing before. I’ve though the same question and came up with my own answers. I trust you did the same?” – “Well, I would imagine they are just trying to forget about it.” – “Really? Look harder.” – “Huh?” Buttercup looks back at the people playing in the park.

Buttercup doesn’t get it. “What am I looking for?” – “You’re thinking too hard. You’re thinking why they are here and how they can go on, but you’re not actually looking at them, what they’re doing, what they’re feeling.” – “What they’re feeling?” – “Look at their faces.” Lynn points to the people playing fetch with their dogs, the people playing with their kids and friends.

They are all smiling and laughing, genuinely. “Does that look like the pained expressions of people trying to forget atrocities?” – “No, no it doesn’t...” – “I’m sure some of them, maybe most or even all of them have lost something in these wars, but a lot of people have taken up harmless play and social interaction. Maybe they are doing more than simply trying to forget. Maybe now they are trying to make new memories, now that these wars shocked them back into reality. Maybe they realized life is fragile and short, and they have to live hard today. There may very well be no tomorrow.” – “That’s... kind of dark...” Lynn says nothing.

“I’m sorry. Maybe that came out wrong.” – “No, I understand completely. You may even be right.” – “So what about you...?” – “... Man... I don’t know...” She diverts her eyes and crosses her arms. “I... feel like I’ve lost all drive. After... Blossom died... I’ve lost all reason to do anything. I’ve been spending more time at bars than I have at my own apartment.” – “You have an apartment?” – “Huh? Yeah... I live with the professor.” – “So THAT’S where he’s been! Dexter has been worried sick!” – “Huh?”

“Dexter has a job working at a government backed research center. He constantly brings the Professor up, saying that he could really use his help.” – “Is that right...” She mumbles. “He’s been... kind of reclusive lately... he’s stopped talking even to me.” – “Maybe Dexter can break through to him?” Buttercup shrugs. “Maybe. You know... here’s my address.” Buttercup scribbles something down on a piece of paper. “Wait, you mean it?” – “Yeah, I’ve been gone for long enough. I think it’s time that I see what the old gang’s up to.” Lynn smiles and nods. “I would like that. I have to get home, Ruby should be back soon.”

They nod and part ways. Buttercup walks off with a small smile on her face. That is until halfway to her apartment, HE shows up again.

“Is my Buttercup finally coming out of her shell?” – “Leave me alone.” – “Oh come on, is that-“ – “PLEASE! Him, just... leave me alone... please...” – “...”

“Girl. You are going to wake up one day and realize that you wasted so much time. You are going to wish you gave me the time of day. You are going to wish you listened to me. But okay. I will... ‘Leave you alone.’ Have a nice reunion.” Him vanishes into a red mist.


“Rose, it’s your turn.”

She nods. The life stories have circulated, and now it is her time to explain what she’s doing here with the Saints of Crystallus.

“My name is Rose...” She says with a gentle voice. Her hair is red and she’s a woman that exudes a lifetime of experience with both happiness and sadness. A woman that knows more than she lets on.

“And I am here because this man saved my life. Baron Electus. During the wars, my daughter was taken from me. A woman had helped me before, a young woman by the name of Lynn. I briefly had my daughter back, but she went missing right before the first major war hit its apex. Before all of this... my husband was also lost to The Knights...” Baron nods, remembering his old colleague, Micheal.

“Micheal and indeed all of The Knights have taken a great deal from all of us...” He says in comfort. “But... he is dead, and life goes on. Now here we are.” – “Yes... you are right. But I am not so sure about all of them are dead...” – “Oh? What do you mean?” – “I recall people talking about seeing Olga alive, even during the Second War... something involving that horrible monstrosity, World’s End.” – “Hmm... I will have to investigate that further. But until then, please continue.” Rose nods and turns back to the kids at the table.

“Anyway, I went looking for my daughter but was then kidnapped by a giant robotic worm. I was thrown into a vast underground base like many others before me. That... Olga girl, she convinced me to give up my own life, she threatened me with the life of my daughter. I had no choice but to accept.” – “Accept...?” Kally asks. Rose nods. “Yes, to give up my own life in exchange for my daughter’s safety, but as you can plainly see... it did not go that way...”



Olga hisses. She is wearing her trademark Bio-Simbiote P, Phantom. Her face is guarded by a thick visor; no part of her body is visible under the thick yet maneuverable armor. Rose and numerous other individuals are standing in the center of a base, a deep heart-beat like sound emanating from it.

“At last, Susan will return to life, and this fucking world will burn.” She spits as she pushes Rose forward. Rose is wearing no armor and has no weapons; she is completely helpless, as are many other individuals here. “What... what do you want me to do?” – “Kneel, and give yourself willingly to Malevolence.” – “W-Willingly?” – “Malevolence is an altruistic being; it does not steal energy from people. Instead, all of its divine power has been given to it willingly by people.” – “Willingly...? How? Why would people kill themselves for this monstrosity?!” – “Watch your tongue, bitch. The only reason you are still alive is because I still need you to kill yourself. Your life has very little value to me.”

Rose looks away to the other people aside from her. Some of them are smiling, their eyes twinkling. “You see... not all of these people are being forced, like you. Many see Model M as a new hope, a way to free them, to transform their menial lives into something with greater purpose. Model M will bring the light of the divine into this world.” Rose thinks to herself...

This is for Ruby... this is all for Ruby. She closes her eyes and puts her palms together as if in prayer. Olga smiles, though it is unable to be seen through her visor.

“And this time, it won’t be destroyed by those three idiots.” Rose fires open her eyes and looks back. “Three...?” – “Hmm? You know them?” – “My... My husband was a member of a Group of three.” – “Was he military?” Olga asks, Rose’s eyes going wide once more. “I’ll take that as a yes...” – “WHAT DID YOU DO WITH THEM?!” Rose rises from the ground and nears Olga. She strikes Olga, but only succeeds in hurting her own hand. Her attack did nothing. Olga simply stands there.

“They destroyed Malevolence... They destroyed Malignancy... They even destroyed Magnificence. Micheal told me to flee, but instead I tapped into a power deep within myself and lashed out against them. They attacked us for days, killed numerous members of Micheal’s flock... but now they are no more. I sent them into a dark space where no life could possibly return.” – “You... you monster!” Olga glares at Rose, who flinches even though she can’t see Olga’s eyes.

“Look around you. Not everyone here is as direct as we are. Some are here of their own will, hopeless, sickly, god fearing people, and your HUSBAND shot them dead without a second thought.” – “That’s impossible! I don’t believe you!” – “So you do not care about your daughter, I understand. You are no longer needed alive.” Olga picks Rose up by the collar! “Hey! Let me go!” Olga says nothing, the squirming woman being placed above the engine below!

“Enjoy the fall, scum. Say hi to your husband for me.” Olga throws Rose into the engine! It’s a long fall until the rainbow colored core below! About half a minute. There is no way she can stop! She can feel the heat rising as her entire vision is entombed in plasma! She is about to hit the core!

“OOF!” A man lets out, snatching her out of midair! Before she knows it, she’s rolling on the floor, scrambling from the power of the impact! It’s so hot down here, but she’s not dead... She opens her eyes, slowly blinking and looking at the person who just saved her life before she hit the core.

It appears to be a man in a strange suit of armor. "Who...?" She mutters before passing out.



Dexter asks, entering the house he recently got an address to. Buttercup is supposed to be here, but looks like she’s out for now. The modestly furnished living area leaves something to be desired, but Dexter kind of expected a ‘less is more’ kind of atmosphere based on how hard Buttercup has been taking Blossom’s death.

But there’s something here. A kind of aura of dread, like terrible news is just around the corner.

“Hello? Buttercup? Professor...?” Dexter asks around the house, letting himself in and looking around. There are some paintings on the wall, some family photos on the coffee table and end tables. They all have Blossom in them. Some of them don’t even have Buttercup or the Professor. “...”

Dexter looks around once more, noticing a small pinkish mist wafting off the floor. “What the...?” He kneels down and bats away the mist. “This is a chemical mist... Professor...?” He says to himself, tracing the mist to a door at the edge of the room. He knocks.

“Professor?” He gets no answer. He twists the door knob to notice it’s locked. “Professor! Are you in there?” He asks, knocking on the door once more. Except this time a white light explodes from under the door and makes the house shudder! “Professor!” Dexter yells, forcing his way through the door, bashing the door open!

“...! PROFESSOR!” Dexter yelps, noticing he is unconscious on the floor as a cauldron explodes with energy! An unstable concoction within boiling over, it won’t last much longer! Without another word, Dexter leaps to the Professor’s side and picks him up! He rushes out of the room as an explosion of pink light engulfs the house!

The wall explodes out, blowing the living chairs and the portraits in random directions! If Dexter didn’t arrive here when he did... Professor Utonium would have been killed! But for now, things seem stable. Smoke rises from the ashes of the collapsed wall and Dexter shakes the Professor. “Wake up! WAKE UP!” Dexter jostles his body, getting no response.

He hears a noise as the door opens. It’s Buttercup! “Dexter...? ...! Professor!” She yells out also jumping to his side. “What happened?!” – “I don’t know! He was working on something in his room and I found him like this! Your apartment got blown to bits!” – “To hell with this place, is he okay?!” – “He’s still breathing, but he won’t wake up!” – “There’s a physician a couple houses down, come on!” – “A physician?! He needs a full on doctor!” – “LATER! He needs help now!”

*Several minutes later, Dexter and Buttercup frantically running down the street with an unconscious man in their grasp.*

“Is there a doctor in the house?!” Buttercup yells out, several people looking at them as they barge through the office door. To their absolute surprise, a familiar face is present.

“M-Mekel?!” – “Dexter? There’s no time! Let me see him!” – “Okay...” They quickly move him to a room and place him on a medical bed. Mekel’s fingers grow blue as he touches the Professor’s arms. “How is he?” – “He... could be worse, but this is a very strange condition he has now.” – “Strange? Strange how?” Mekel looks over to Buttercup.

“He has Chemical X poisoning.” – “Wh-What...?” – “It seems he’s been in contact with a large amount of Chemical X recently. Chemical X can act like radiation if not taken in small doses and give your body time to rest. But it seems like you guys got him in the nick of time.” – “You got that right...” Dexter exclaims.

“But he should be fine; I’ll go get my... wait...” Mekel pauses, Utonium shaking his head. “Bloss... om...” He whimpers. “Blossom...?” Dexter says before his eyes go wide. “Wait, pink mist...? Chemical X? Blossom?! Professor! YOU WEREN’T... WERE YOU?!” – “F... Forgive... me...” He falls back into unconsciousness.

Dexter diverts his eyes and shakes his fist. “Damn it Professor... bringing back the dead is what started these wars in the first place...!” – “I’m sorry, but you two need to leave! His condition is worsening! I need to perform the detox! Go to the waiting room!”

*Since that day... Buttercup and the Professor, and even Mekel have maintained a loose connection with the retired heroes Dexter and Lynn. Days go by with a few words, but once Halloween creeps by, they put this whole mess behind them, even if only for a day. Dexter wishes that everything could go back to normal, and on these holidays it looks like it just may be possible... but little do they know that lurking behind the clouds and underneath their very noses, enemies plot and grow. Maybe normality is an impossibility. Maybe catastrophe is the only certainty.*
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Re: The Chronometal Wars...

Postby Birdofterror » Mon Feb 17, 2014 12:31 pm

Sorry for the long delay everyone. I was doing some stuff. The next part will come out maybe a bit later than usual as well, but not nearly as late as this one.


The Chronometal Wars
The Black War
New Year’s Eve (1)
The New Dawn

Professor Utonium looks out the window.

Minutes to midnight, not long now and this entire year is over. The holiday season is ending. He and Buttercup had reconnected to Dexter and the others. Unfortunately, he was unable to properly connect to Bubbles again. During the several months Buttercup and the Professor have been back on the scene, Bubbles has always been off doing her own thing.

He continues to look out the window, focusing on nothing in particular. He remembers the speech he got from Dexter, from deep within himself. Spoken with nothing but truth and personal experience... it made Utonium feel so foolish.

(==================Several Months Ago==================)

“Mekel? Is he okay?” Buttercup begs for an answer. “Yes, he’s going to be fine. He should be perfectly healthy in a few hours.” – “Oh... thank God...” Buttercup lets out a huge sigh of relief and looks back at Dexter.

“Dexter... I... I don’t know how to thank you. If I didn’t meet Lynn on the streets I- the Professor... I mean...” – “It’s okay. I’m just glad I showed up when I did.” – “Y-Yeah...” – “...” Buttercup notices there is something on Dexter’s mind. “Dexter? What’s wrong?” – “Did... Utonium ever tell you what he was doing in his room all this time?” – “Huh? No, never. I asked a couple of times, but he always dodged the question.” – “That’s what I thought...” – “Whatever it was, it exploded out and nearly killed him, I mean working with Chemical X like that again? What has gotten into him?”

“...” – “Dexter! What’s wrong?! Is there something you’re not telling me?!” – “I... know what he was doing.” – “Huh? You... you do? What was it?” – “He was... I mean h-he... gah...” Dexter sputters, avoiding the answer. “It... would be better if he told you himself; I don’t want to hang him out to dry just yet.” – “...” Buttercup stays silent.

“Mekel.” Dexter asks. “Hmm?” – “Can we see the Professor now?” – “He’s been detoxed, but he’s still pretty worn out. Though... he seemed in pretty okay health when you brought him in, I’ve seen worse cases. If there’s something you simply ‘must’ ask him, then yes, he’s okay for it. Though I recommend only one of you go in at a time, we don’t want to overwhelm him.” Dexter and Buttercup look at each other.

“I know he’s your dad... but there’s something I just HAVE to ask him... please, Buttercup...” – “Go.” – “Huh?” – “That look in your eye, I’ve seen it before. Something is wrong, and you think talking to the Professor can help. I can wait.” She says, turning around and looking out the glass doors. “Thank you...” – “...”

Dexter enters the room and Mekel and Buttercup are left to themselves. “So... Mekel. What brings you to Colorado?” – “Business.”


Dexter enters the room. The Professor is very lightly asleep, his breath still heavy. Dexter’s footsteps wake him up. “D-Dexter...?” – “Hey, Utonium. Are you okay to talk?” – “... What do you want to talk about?” He asks, straitening up. Dexter grabs a chair and sits on it. He looks Utonium straight in the eye.

He knows what Dexter is going to ask.

“Tell me I’m wrong. Please tell me I’m wrong, Professor.” – “Wrong...? About-“ – “Don’t dodge the question, we’ve known each other too long to hide things from each other. You were trying to bring Blossom back to life, weren’t you?!” – “Dexter, I-“ – “WEREN’T YOU?!” – “...” He turns his head. An adult, taking a scolding from what is at the time, a very young man.

“Utonium... it’s not like I don’t understand where you’re coming from. I would be a hypocrite to demonize you over this. I’ve made this mistake too, and the ramifications were dire. I tried to bring my sister back, and the husk I was working with ended up being used in the Chronometal Wars.” – “It’s... not the same...” – “HOW ISN’T IT THE SAME?! Professor! You cannot play God like this! Do you remember what happened when people tried to bring MANDARK back to life?! Have you COMPLETELY forgotten the entirety of the Chronometal Wars?!” – “Model M... was a machine...” – “What?” – “Deedee android... was also a machine...” – “Professor, what are you talking about?”

He turns back. “Everything nice. Chemical X. That’s all she is. She was born perfect, just like the others... no room for error...” – “...” – “No faulty wiring, no short circuiting... no machinery... just, Chemical X... It seemed so simple at first. Just... just recreate her, after all I did it once before in a single night. B-But, it wasn’t working. A single day turned into a week of failures. A month... soon half the year passed and I had nothing to show for it.” He looks at the medical beds and charts in this room.

“I was surrounded by small and large doses of Chemical X. I must have gotten lucky before, because nothing was working like it should have.” – “Professor... even if you DID succeed, that person would NOT be Blossom! It would be a new person! A daughter you would look in the eye, and she would see only sadness!” – “Wh-What...?” – “If you attempted to make another Blossom, only to end up with this new girl... when she would look up to you, she would see her own reflection in your eyes. She would see that you see her as something else than she sees herself. Would you really want that...?” – “I don’t know what I want anymore...”

“DAMMIT PROFESSOR!” Dexter slams his fist on a surgical table, knocking some of the tools off and startling Utonium! “WE ALL HAVE TO COME TO TERMS WITH WHAT HAPPENED! YOU AND BUTTERCUP NEED TO STOP LIVING IN THE FUCKING PAST! Bubbles has already moved on. She has a new life; she’s still being who she always was.” Utonium only shakes his head. “I... don’t think I can...” – “Professor... do you want me to tell you something I haven’t told anyone else yet...?” – “...?”

“Bubbles is pregnant.”


“Bubbles... my little girl...” Utonium smiles, looking out the window as fireworks go off. A single tear falls off of his cheek. He looks back to the dark couch in the living room they are living in for now. Buttercup is passed out, enough holiday cheer to drown an Irish man.

“I... can’t keep doing this to Buttercup. I can’t keep doing this to everyone. Something has to be done.” He looks at the clock.


“Happy new year...” He says to himself, leaving the house. Soon after, he looks into the sky. Stars are twinkling, and even though there was a predicted 90% chance of snow tonight, there isn’t a single cloud in the sky. He looks back down to see kids and teenagers sliding around on a nearby frozen lake, even though it is the dead of night. “I guess... everyone else is moving on too.”

Utonium takes a deep winter breath and closes his eyes. He sits down on the stairs to his temporary house and smiles to himself. “Maybe I can move on, for them. It’s not fair for them to have to worry about their own father. It’s my job to worry about them. They may be super heroes, but they’re still...” He mutters to himself. “...Human...”

As he thinks to himself, a woman comes walking by. Utonium raises his head to look at her. She is rather tall and has bright red hair. She’s lower middle aged, but a look in her eyes tells Utonium that she has also been through what he has.

Without any formal greeting, Utonium lets out: “Happy new year.” – “Happy new year...” She says. They just look at each other for a short while. “I know that look...” She says solemnly. “These... wars have taken a lot from all of us.” He responds, her nodding in agreement. “But... I guess we have to move on at some point...” – “Who did you lose...?” She asks. He looks up with a pained expression. Normally he would expect someone who asked that to suffer from shock, knowing that it was probably a very close family member... but instead her eyes show a kind of relation.

“My... daughter...” – “I’ve lost my daughter too... but... I can’t let that drag me down. I have others to look after. Other children who need me to be their pillar.” – “Yeah...” – “I hope I can meet my daughter again soon...” – “Hmm...?” Utonium mutters. “I’m... sorry. It’s just, when Megaville fell, I lost all contact with my daughter. Most of the children were swept into orphanages... but when I checked the only one remaining, she wasn’t there. I’m still holding onto the chance that she’s still alive.” – “Maybe I can help keep an eye out... what does she look like?” She blinks and nods.

“She has very full eyes, filled with innocence and intelligence. Her hair is red like mine. If you find someone like that, please ask their name... if it’s... if it’s Ruby... please tell me...”



“What is this about?”

Noss, Kally, and Alex all follow Barrett deep into the labyrinth below once more. They haven’t been down here for a while.

“It’s time y’all got acquainted with your new equipment. Kally already has hers, but I’ve just finished prepping yours and Alex’s. “Equipment? Like what, a Weapon?” – “Kind of...” – “Armor?” – “Kind of.” Noss raises an eyebrow.

Soon, they enter a room with two pods. Alex and Noss have never been in here before, but Kally has. In fact, Kally breaks from the group and enters a different room. “Hey, Baron... where’s Kally going?” Noss asks. “She’s preparing.” – “Preparing for what?” – “Preparing to train with you two.” Alex and Noss raise an eyebrow.

One of the two pods open up to show what looks like a kind of synthetic battle-suit. A barcode is present on its shoulder, and it is colored a plain white. A kind of technological energy wafts off out of the pod.

“What... is that...?” – “That, young Noss, is an Alphametal.” – “Alphametal...? Wait- that’s not like a Chronometal, is it?!” – “In many ways, yes... it is.” – “WELL FUCK THAT!” Noss spits, turning around and walking away. Alex turns around. “Noss...?” – “No, fuck this noise! My entire family was wiped out by Chronometals, and now you expect me to stand here and use them?!” – “They are not Chronometals, calm down.” Barrett says.

“Don’t you tell me to calm down old man. I don’t CARE what you call it, that thing will bring nothing but trouble!” – “Alphametals are not like Micheal’s Chronometals! They have no risk of backfiring; they do not utilize true souls.” – “Now what are you talking about? If it doesn’t utilize soul energy, what does it utilize?” – “Artificial soul energy. Alphametals emulate a soul and draw upon it for limitless energy. This is what the Government was researching; a kind of energy source, but Micheal turned it into a weapon. Model M is gone, but utilizing his research notes, I was able to synthesize much safer alternatives, with roughly the same results energy-wise.”

Noss furrows his brow, but complies. “You know what...? Barthandelus brought me here. Maybe I can hear you out, but at the first sign of trouble, I’m out of here. I’m not too keen on the prospect of starting another Chronometal War.” – “That sound very reasonable, Noss.” Barrett says, nodding to himself.

“So... what... do I just put it on?” – “It automatically fits to any body design.” – “So... I can just-“ – “I would recommend you not wearing clothes under it however.” – “Ah, good call.” Noss says, taking it out of the pod and looking around for a room nearby. Alex does the same once her pod opens.

“Meet in the training compound in five minutes.” Baron says on his way out. “The training compound...?”


A city without a soul...

“What...?” She says to herself, her breath laden with dust and death. She opens her eyes as wide as she can, but she can barely make out a single detail.

A city beneath the earth...

“Did this really have to happen...? It’s so extreme... Blossom... Bubbles...” She stands on top of a soot caked building, deep underground.

A city without hope...

“All to save the world... all to stop... Beelzebub.” Her balled fists tremble. Her newly scarlet skin barely lusters within this lightless environment.

A city, preserved in time...

“Who would have known they were right? Crystallus... Baron... Him... Barthandelus. Why did I resist? I know it doesn’t make a difference, but I never even got to say goodbye.” She stares off into the underground horizon. Small cracks in the stone roofing above filter miniscule amounts of light, showing calcified buildings.

“But at least... it’s all over, for now. In a thousand years, this will have to be done again... and again... and again...” She looks below her, a hole that leads straight down into the hellish domain of Him.

Megaville... forgotten...

“Blossom... b-be strong...” She says with a quaking voice.

Buttercups eyes shoot open, she finds herself on her couch. She doesn’t move. Her body is still petrified. The TV is on, celebrating a new year, but she doesn’t care.

“What the hell was that nightmare...?” She says to herself, it was so vivid. “Him...? I... I need to find Him.”
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Re: The Chronometal Wars...

Postby Birdofterror » Sat Mar 15, 2014 7:45 pm

SORRY about taking so long. I really got stuck in a slump. I'll see if I can crawl out of it in the near future.


The Chronometal Wars
The Black War
Year 1
The Chosen Fighters

Once again in the underground base~

“Man, this Alphametal thing kind of rides.” Noss lets out, picking at his suit of slender armor. It binds to his skin; much like Chronometals do, but it’s much lighter and less cumbersome. Plates of armor for defense are present in key areas, but most of the white armor is lighter than one would expect from a battle suit. Noss was expecting it to be much heavier, but at least it allows him to maintain free movement.

“It... certainly is an interesting experience.” Alex says with a neutral expression, though she herself makes passing glances at some of the more revealing areas. Both of their armors are the same coloration, a broad overarching white. They both wait within the training hall. Baron mentioned that Kally will be here soon. Alex looks up to him in the ramparts around this underground arena.

“So... is she coming?” – “Patience. She will be here shortly.” Alex rolls her eyes and looks around. “Can we train without her for a while?” – “You can if you wish, but to fully utilize your new Alphametals, I want Kally to train both of you.” Noss raises and eyebrow and he too turns back to Barrett. “Wait, what do you mean? You think she can beat us?” – “I know she can.” Noss scowls a small bit. Normally he would be thrilled with the prospect of a good challenge, but he doesn’t really expect anything out of the timid Kally.

“Uh huh.” He says, turning back to the field and cracking his neck.

“Sorry I’m late.” A familiar voice lets out. Kally walking into the training complex. She is also wearing an Alphametal, but it somehow seems a little different than theirs. It seems to exude a kind of... energy. While their armors do make them feel a little stronger, they can tell Kally’s is much different.

“Are you guys ready?” – “So... are we going to fight?” – “That’s the plan. No weapons, for now just your own two hands.” – “Alright... which of us takes you on first?” – “Both.” Noss and Alex look at each other. Normally they would laugh at the prospect, but since both Baron and now Kally seem confident in this... maybe they know something they don’t. They silently agree to each other to not hold back.

“Fine.” They say, turning back to Kally.

“Then let it begin.”

Kally runs off for them, her sleek lightweight armor making no noise as she does so. They split up as she nears them, but she takes off for Noss and before he can even raise his arms, she has a grip on his leg and tosses him at Alex as if he were nothing more than a rag doll! “WHOA!” He yells as he is barely caught by Alex. “She’s fast...” She mutters.

Barrett Electus merely looks on from above.

Regaining his footing, he takes off for Kally alongside Alex! She dashes and dodges their hand to hand attacks with ease before they back her to a wall. But when they think they finally have an opening to take her on she runs up the wall and cascades backwards! They don’t even have time to react as she lands behind them and trips them both to the ground!

“B-Baron! This isn’t fair! She knows something about this armor we don’t!” – “That’s right. This is only the first part of your training. The Alphametal will grow alongside you. As you suffer, it suffers. You must form a true spiritual bond with your armor to reach its maximum potential.” – “What does that even mean- oh screw it, let’s keep fighting!” Noss spits. Kally actually stands her ground this time and allows them to get close.

They try to punch and kick, but she nimbly dodges every single one with superhuman speed. She begins to parry their attacks, one such parry deflecting Alex’s leg with such speed that she starts spinning in place and she falls down dizzy. Kally blocks every single one of Noss’s punches and kicks before simply pushing him back, infuriating him and she grins a small bit.

“Okay, this isn’t fair.” Kally nods. “Once you feel the need to grow stronger, you will.” – “Don’t talk down to me, Girl. It’s just your armor that’s giving you these powers!” Before she can respond, Baron interjects.

“Do you think that the heroes and villains above will care about whether or not your natural skill comes from a suit of armor? If you encountered an enemy stronger than Kally who didn’t hold back, you may already be dead. Keep fighting.” – “Grr...” Noss growls. “But this is stupid, we can’t do anything- she’s strong enough to PLAY with us!” – “Indeed. Did you remember what I said before? Once your life is in true danger, your real powers welling up within you will pour out.” – “True danger? What do you mean?” He asks as Kally takes something out of her pocket.

Before their eyes, it explodes into a slender energy blade with a defensive hilt! With one hand she points the energy bladed tip at Noss.

“Use whatever weapons you think necessary.” She says, backing away slightly. “That... thing looks really strong; I don’t think I have anything to beat that.” – “Me neither...” Alex lets out.

Barrett laughs from above. “I think it’s time to show you my next batch of gifts.” He says as a lift descends from the other side of the room carrying three objects. “The yellow hilts are yours, Noss. The red; Alex’s.” They quickly scramble for the objects as Kally stares them down, twiddling her thin energy weapon. It’s slender like a kind of rapier, but is more than capable of competent slashing due to its energy foundation.

Noss’s two hilts flash in his hands, forming thick but short energy blades. They look rather like his combat machete! “These are fine and all, but I don’t really excel at short range.” – “Then now is a great time to cover your weaknesses.” – “Damn it Baron you’re killing me here!” Noss backs away as Alex picks hers up. It flashes into a long thick blade trembling with energy. It rumbles in her hands as she comes into tune with her new weapon. She takes a deep breath, as it seems to sync up with her.

“Yeah that seems her style.” Noss says, slowly backing away. “I’ll... leave Kally to you for now, hehe...” He mutters.

Alex steps to Kally who circles around her slowly. Alex’s katana-like energy blade rumbles with unstable electrical energy. Her white armor doesn’t let off similar energy, unlike Kally’s whose seems to be in tune with her. Alex lets out a battle roar, chopping down at Kally who effortlessly bounces the haphazard attack away with the side of her blade with one arm.

Alex put a lot of strength into that attack, but Kally just brushed it away like the wind. She squints and tries again at different angles, all achieving the same results until Kally goes on the offensive! Primarily with stabbing, Alex goes to great lengths to avoid the attacks, her long black hair banking with every sudden movement. One wrong move however costs Alex’s weapon to be blasted out of her hand and instead be replaced with searing heat! She grips her wrist out of pain, but Kally doesn’t stop!

Alex ducks and dodges the incredibly fast attacks, but her own personal speed isn’t enough to combat Kally’s imbued agility! Every other attack grazes the surface of her skin-tight armor, but even now Alex isn’t sure Kally is holding back!

However to both of their surprises, Noss makes a surprise entrance from behind! “KYAA!” He yells out, dumbly giving himself away, but giving Alex enough time to break free of the endless attacks! She scrambles over to the hilt as Kally turns around and starts slashing at Noss!

To his own personal surprise, he isn’t half bad at matching her speed or strength with his short combat knives. Energy or no, they feel just like his weapon. If Barrett made these, they were made very well. Kally’s fast attacks are hard to keep up with at first, but she only has one weapon, and Noss is ambidextrous. Not to mention that Alex finally has her weapon back and joins him from the other side!

At first, Noss isn’t sure if he should hold back or not, but that’s before he notices that Kally smirks. Before he can gauge what that means, she hops slightly in mid-air and kicks him in the chest and turns to Alex! She swings down only to be blocked by Alex’s weapon, but the impact is so heavy that papers on the other side of the room are blown off of their desks! The single attack is so powerful that it forces Alex to take a knee!

"Enough." Baron lets out.

Gasping for breath now that Kally finally puts her weapon down, Alex takes this respite to finally put both hands on the floor and breath. Noss is surprised to see Alex so winded from this. She put a lot more into it than he did, that’s for sure.

“You all passed spectacularly.” – “Passed? She kicked our asses.” – “I expected her to do much more than that.” – “Huh? What do you mean?” – “Let’s just say that it’s not because Barthandelus chose you that I value your lives and keep you safe, it’s really quite the opposite. It’s because he chose you that I let her loose on you with the order to go for the kill should the opportunity present itself.” Noss’s face loses color.

“Wait... what...?” – “So, as I said; you passed. With flying colors I might add.” – “G-Go for the kill? B-Baron we weren’t even ready!” – “No one ever is. That’s where true strength comes from. Should your life ever have been in real danger, your armor would activate. Though as this was just a small skirmish, I didn’t expect a true connection to your equipment. Merely surviving however, earns you an A+. Now, you may rest. We have a lot of work in the near future.” – “B-Baron...”

Alex blinks once. “This is serious...”


“Where are you?!”

She wanders around at the top of this mountain, he usually appears at her every beck and call, but he’s simply not coming. “Are you trying to prove a point? That I should have listened to you earlier and now you won’t show up?! Come on, I have something really important to ask you!”

She runs around, the dust of this mountain is very familiar. She is back in Megaville next to the tomb of the Chronometal Wars. Although she has spent over a year in Denver, she came here looking for the one person she never thought she would ever have to look for again.


Usually he would show up, it’s not like him to be so indirect. It’s not until she stops and looks around that she notices something strange. The grass... is perfectly still. The clouds too. Everything is... frozen...

“Huh...?” She blinks, noticing she feels kind of tired. This kind of feels like a dream. “Damn it, am I asleep? How annoying.” She says, noticing several dream-like things around. Before she knows it, this once bone dry area kicks up one hell of a mist. “Yup. Definitely dreaming. Megaville doesn’t get rain.” She rolls her eyes and pinches herself. “Ouch, damn it!” She shakes her head. She feels like she’s asleep, but she can’t wake up.

She sighs, but then notices a shade in the mist. “Huh...?” She says to herself, slowly approaching it. It appears to be a girl on her knees at the lip of the mountain overlooking the tomb and the City. As soon as she sees her hair, her eyes light up, but her stomach also sinks. She quickly dodges behind a tree as the girl turns back.

“Huh? W-Who’s there” The girl says, rubbing her face with her forearm to forcefully wipe away the proof of her anguish. “I know you’re there! Who are you! Show yourself!” The girl cries out.

The girl’s voice nearly brings Buttercup to tears.

She can’t help but leave the safety of the tree and approach her. The girl covers her mouth and gasps. Long red hair. A matching dress. The eyes that show someone who’s seen much pain, but still sticks through it all to a better tomorrow.

“B-Buttercup!” – “Blossom...” Blossom nearly leaps for Buttercup but stops. She looks around and backs away. “This can’t be real...” Blossom says. “Yeah... it’s just a dream...” Buttercup says sadly, sniffling, frustrated at the gravity of the situation.

Blossom is within arm’s reach but she knows she’s not real. “I... thought as much... I mean, you’re dead...” Blossom says. Buttercup’s expression changes slightly. “Well... I know this is a dream and all, but you’re the one who died, haha...” She laughs to cover the pain.

“I wish...” Blossom says, grabbing her arm. She turns back to the lip of the mountain as the mist cascades down the cliff. Buttercup stands by her. “What do you mean?” – “When... when you and Bubbles died I... I thought that was it. I even tried to find you in Him’s domain...” – “What...?” – “You’re a dream, I would expect you to already know this, you’re part of my mind aren’t you?” – “Aren’t you part of mine?” Blossom turns over to Buttercup.

They just stare at each other for a moment.

“I don’t care.” Buttercup says lashing out and hugging her beloved sister. After a bit of reluctance she finally caves in and returns the gesture with all her strength. Buttercup is a little taller than Blossom. Buttercup still remembers Blossom from when she died. By that time, Buttercup has grown about an inch.

“You’re taller than I remember...” – “You’re exactly as tall as I remember...”

A tear forms in Buttercup’s eye as the mist fades. She opens her eyes to view the mountains as dry as ever, devoid of any mist or memory. She sighs and rubs her eyes as a warm breeze picks up.

“Buttercup?” – “Huh?” Buttercup turns around to see Bubbles. “Oh, hey Bubbles... we haven’t seen you in a while.” – “I’ve... been busy...” She says, rubbing her stomach. “Wait... you’re not...” Bubbles nods. “Who?” – “Dexter.” – “Dexter...? But-“ – “I’m a surrogate for him and Lynn. It’s almost time, I just wanted to come and get Blossom’s blessing, you know?” – “Y-Yeah...”

A small moment of silence passes. “It’s been good seeing you again. If you want you can come visit me in Megaville later. I live in that large house next to the public park.” – “House? It’s more like a mansion! Where did you get dough like that?” – “I tried finding you for a long time. Ever since Heroesbane was ended, all surviving heroes on Earth have received huge reparations. The amount I got to buy that house barely dipped into it. I wanted to tell you, but I could never find you.”

“Oh... well, it’s okay anyway. Did Dexter tell you that the Professor is doing okay?” – “Yes, he’s been filling me in on what’s been going on with you guys.” – “Oh, that’s good...” – “...” – “The Professor really wants to see you again...” – “I can come visit soon. Just, not now. I’m still working on something.”

“...” – “Goodbye for now...” Bubbles says, turning into the tomb, cradling her own form.

A few moments later, Buttercup finally feels that familiar red energy. “Him...”


"Gah... muh..."

“B... B... Boomer...” The world around her is cold and without mass. She can’t feel her arms, or her legs... without being able to see them, she isn’t even sure she even has them anymore.

"Are... you... safe...?"
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Re: The Chronometal Wars...

Postby Birdofterror » Thu Mar 20, 2014 2:22 am

The Chronometal Wars
The Black War
Year 1
Crumbling Nest

The dark is as omnipresent as her pain.

Her memory used to be crystal clear. She used to remember everything vividly. She remembered her creators, her sisters. Now she only remembers that she has forgotten. She’s been floating here, day after day; her arms and legs if they even still exist feel like they are on fire. But it’s so dark she can’t see anything. Her hand in front of her face being invisible would be an understatement, as would the concept of her being able to truly remember if she even has hands.

She’s starting to forget more things. More and more. As her pain escalates, her addled mind goes blank. It feels like her brain is being flushed by pure pain. Whenever she shoots her eyes open, it’s as if they were never closed to begin with. A black void from where no life or light can exist.

Is this existence? Has it always been this way? She remembers very few things now, but there is one name. One name she keeps repeating over and over so that she never forgets.

Although she has made peace with the fact that she no longer knows what this person looks like, she repeats their name religiously.

“Boomer... B-Boomer... Boomer...”

It’s been a year. Although she does not know that. She has not slept a day in this darkness, she has only been floating here in pain ever since an event she cannot even remember. She remembers trying to save someone. This... Boomer person.

“Are you safe Boomer...? Boomer... Boomer...”


“Boomer...” She’s talking in her fevered, pained sleep.

It’s been almost an entire year since he faced Bubbles at her house. He hasn’t slept since, nor has he felt tired. Or hungry, or anything really. He has sat on this chair more or less this whole time, all year. He only ever moved to talk with his... Reviver.

Cranston Utonium, this... self named Doctor X.

He has talked with him every other week or so. Most about updates on Subject 2’s condition. Cranston is a very straight forward man, though lately he has been growing more emotional. Something is happening in this place, Black Eden. Though Boomer does not care, not even in the slightest. If he had his way, these biweekly conversations with the Doctor would never happen. All he wants right now is for Subject 2 to get better.

For Bunny to get better. Cranston appears in the room.

“Subject One.” Boomer turns his head, his face and white eyes completely concealed in the black cloak. “How is her condition?” – “Still getting worse...” He mumbles, turning back to Bunny. Cranston sighs, punching more commands into a console. He feels like all he’s been able to accomplish over all these months has been keeping her alive. Her condition is ever worsening. Soon, she will most likely die in her sleep...

“Is there anything we can do...?” Boomer asks, catching X off guard completely. Never even one time this past year has Boomer so much as mumbled outside of responding to Cranston’s hails. “What...? What we can... do?” – “I don’t want her to die. I owe my very survival to her sacrifice within Eden.” – “Eden, my program, would have ejected you should something negative happen. Her sacrifice was entirely in vain and it nearly shook her mind to the core...” – “Be that as it may, she intended to save me, so that’s how I’m choosing to perceive it. She sacrificed so much, and I feel like I can’t do anything for her.”

Bunny writhes softly on the metal bed. A twitch, a wince, flinching... her eyes dart in every direction under tightly closed eyes.

“Unfortunately, I do not know... ever since her mind shattered, my Eden Program has been repeating a background loop to keep her brain as stable as it is. Anything less would be complete and total mental breakdown.” – “But she looks like she’s in so much pain...” – “The loop is in a black loop. Any unnecessary stimulation would tip her over the edge. At this point, it’s not even registering her limbs. She is living in a world with no arms, no legs, no sight...” – “...”

“So... there is nothing I can do...?” – “Well... there may be one thing.”



Professor Utonium merely nods. Lynn looks completely stunned, closing the door to her house and stepping down the stairs to meet him eye to eye. “When did you see her?” – “Right on new year’s. The fireworks were still going off; it couldn’t have been two minutes past midnight. She was just wandering. Our eyes met somehow.”

Lynn covers her mouth and begins to pace in circles.

“Rose... is alive...? This... this is good news...” She says, her body language completely betraying her words. “You don’t seem to think it’s good news, Barasia...” – “W-Well... I mean...” She pauses, taking deep breaths. She closes her eyes and focuses on what’s important.

“What’s important is what’s best for Ruby. But... ... ... ... ...” – “But?” Utonium asks, responding to the abnormally long pause. “Ruby is... is...” She tries to find words, before breaking out into a frustrated laugh. “As fucking selfish as this sounds, she’s mine. She’s my daughter, I legally adopted her.” – “...”

Utonium understands where she’s coming from, but even he knows that isn’t good enough, and so does Lynn apparently, as she continues to pace.

“I just... Rose... I mean- how did she look when you met her?” – “She looked... fine. She looks very weathered. She has been through a lot; even an egghead like me can see that.” – “Damn it, where has SHE BEEN ALL THIS TIME?! If she wanted Ruby back, why didn’t she come find her?!” – “Apparently she wasn’t sure if she was still alive or not. After the Chronometal Wars hit its apex, she must have survived by being outside of the city for a while. When she came back, Ruby was already adopted by you.”

Lynn looks up at the moon, a small twinkle present on its surface, like a mirror reflecting her sorrow. “I’m...” She pauses.

“I’M SO GOD DAMNED STUPID!” She roars, smashing the ground causing the dirt in a three yard radius to explode outward! Even when de-weaponized, her strength is still legendary. “Lynn...” – “AND I’M SELFISH TOO! WHY AM I NOT FEELING GOOD ABOUT THIS?! WHY?! Why?! Why...” She breaks into tears in the small crater she created. A fully grown woman in a ditch, crying while bathed in moonlight.

Utonium doesn’t know what to say...

“Why am I not feeling like this is a good thing?” She says in between hiccups. “I worked... so hard to keep her safe... to keep her happy... and now... and... now...” Lynn chokes up and covers her face.

She’s done talking.

“I just thought you should know.” Utonium says before turning back. He’s tired; this night has gone on long enough. He’s passed the information he needed to alone.

But what will this all grow into in the future? This IS a good thing... right?


It’s been several days since they last trained.

Noss and Alex haven’t so much as gone outside since they were thoroughly beaten by Kally. The fact that they could have died took a long time to sink in. Noss is taking it surprisingly well, while Alex seems to be the one taking offense to it.

“I can’t believe that she probably would have killed me if she had the chance...” – “I know, but I understand why...” – “Really Noss? We’re freaking kids! I don’t give a damn if we’re chosen or not! This world, the people within it, whatever coming darkness Barthandelus told us about- none, NONE of it is our responsibility.” She says with a great deal of passion, but still feeling deflated overall.

“But what Baron told us up there... maybe we were never in any real danger...” – “Huh?” – “Think about it. If Kally really went for the kill, our fear of death would kick in and our armor would improve, wouldn’t it?” – “Who knows... I doubt there’s any way to test it without putting ourselves in harm’s way again...”

A faint rumbling is felt, but they ignore it for now.

“Noss. We’re. Just. Kids. I can’t get over that fact. Why couldn’t adults be chosen, huh? Why us? Why... why Baron’s kid?” – “Baron’s kid? What?” – “Oh... you don’t know? Noss adopted a baby from the same orphanage we all hailed from at one point. His name is Izzy. Apparently he’s chosen too.” – “A fucking baby? No way...”

The rumbling continues, showing no sign of slowing down, but they still ignore it.

“But why? Why does it have to be this way?” – “I know I’m skilled with a katana, my parents taught me a long time ago. Less for self defense, and more for the cultural aspect...” She says, raising her family blade to her eyes. “But now not even this has any worth to me anymore.” She says, throwing it across the room, sliding on the floor until it falls into a gutter. “A-Alex...?! What was that for?” – “I have a better weapon-“ She says, her electroblade exploding out of its hilt glowing a brilliant red.

“But... but your parents... you heritage-“ – “I don’t care. I’m not what my ancestors make of me. I am what I make of me. My parents held me back all my life all the way until they died.” – “Alex...” – “I only kept it because I was good with it. Now I have something much better. I no longer need it.”

The rumbling cracks the ground and they both look at each other.

“SAINTS OF CRYSTALLUS; TO THE BATTLE ROOM, NOW!” Barrett Electus yells through the intercom!

Without missing a beat, Noss and Alex grab their new equipment and begin to dash down the halls! Along the way, Kally and Rose meet up with them and they move as one to the battle room! Once they reach there they gasp!

The entire room is in shambles, a giant crystalline snake attempting to crush Baron! Without any words they all move to help him! He is also in an Alphametal, one exuding a kind of silver energy! His weapon is a kind of huge lance with sharp prongs right before the shaft turns into the blade; it too is encased in pure energy just like their new weapons!

The snake opens its wide maw and attempts to engulf Barrett whole, but he extends his lance vertically and jams its mouth open! “NOSS, CATCH!” Baron yells, throwing a hilt at Noss who nimbly catches it, right before being smacked away by its tail! Noss slides into the wall and nearly loses consciousness, but he still has enough composure to stand up. Although his vision is now blurry.

Kally roars as she impales the snake with rapid strikes, blowing chunks of crystal across the room and causing the snake to hiss in pain, even though its mouth is still pried open with the solid silver energy lance! Baron’s bald head sweats as the snake finds a way to spit the lance out, narrowly missing his body!

Its eyes turn to Alex and it seems to lick its chops in hunger! It bears down on Alex who flinches, only to have Rose knock her out of the way and take the snake on alone! Rose shows a weapon no one other than Baron has ever seen- an electric whip! It encases the Snake’s mouth before it reels backwards, causing Rose to fly into the air! But her whip is still tightly encapsulating its massive maw! She plants herself firmly on the snake’s head as an unexpected thing happens!

Out of its side, a head begins to emerge! Before they have a chance to react, in a blaze of crystalline shrapnel, the head hisses and explodes outwards, blowing Alex and Kally back! The crystal snake now has two heads!

Noss shakes his head as he finally comes to. He activates the hilt as an unexpected but adrenaline inspiring weapon is born of it!

The second head begins to charge at the unconscious Kally before a flash of yellow explodes upon the side of its head, causing half of its face to fly across the room! Noss grins as the hilt shows what it was truly hiding within. A giant Energy Crossbow more than half the size of his own body!

“WANT MORE, HUH?!” He says as the golden crossbow fires another bolt, only to miss due to the snake retreating underground.

“It’s not over yet...!” Baron grimly states.
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Re: The Chronometal Wars...

Postby Birdofterror » Mon Mar 31, 2014 8:49 am

*Gone Fishing*

My writing computer broke down, so this may take a while. Writing is put on hold for a while. If anyone remembers, something like this actually happened before a long time ago. I think I made a post near the end of page 2 several years ago. But yeah, full circle. My second computer is gone now, and the one I have for backup doesn't have Microsoft word right now. I may get it later, but until then my power to write is severely gimped. Sorry for the delay, anyone who is still catching up on the story. I'll try to catch back up as fast as possible. I'll make another post when I'm back in the saddle.
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The Chronometal Wars, a fan-fiction taking place in the PPGD Universe. Catastrophe is the only certainty.
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Re: The Chronometal Wars...

Postby Birdofterror » Tue Apr 15, 2014 1:18 pm

Got a computer to substitute for writing. It's not bad, about as efficient. Now, my story has taken a huge hit. I've been down for way too long and it appears that my readerbase has dwindled to a mere trickle. While this is expected, I will attempt to bring back regular updates to breathe life back into the story.

I aint just gonna cut it off cause my computer exploded! I have a story to tell! :grin:


The Chronometal Wars
The Black War
Year 1
Distorted Sagacity

They are already on the move!

No time is spared since the snake burrowed its way out of their base. It’s made it to the bowels of the city, writhing and slinking around Micheal and the Knights’ old stomping grounds. The tunnels were explored by many government officials after the Second War, but Micheal made sure to burn everything directly relating to the creation process of Model M. Either that, or such notes never even existed. All writing in the snaking labs of Micheal’s delusion was about a misbegotten philosophy of life and death.

But that is neither here nor there. The snake is underneath Megaville, and it’s up to the Saints of Crystallus to take it out of commission. This time for good!

The saints quickly make their way to the roads of the city, only to be met with a strange man who comes straight from the sky to stop them. The man is tall, wearing casual clothing and a red cap. He has long flowing red hair, and a robotic hand that extends from his forearm.

“Civilians? Get back! There is a monstrous creature loose in this city! Don’t you hear the sirens?!” The man lets out. Barrett moves forward, making himself noticeable as leader of the group. “My squad is well versed in this creature’s habits. In fact, we damaged it severely before it fled to the city.” – “Really…? But…” He trails off as he looks behind Barrett. “Kids…?” – “They are fine, I assure you.” The red haired man shrugs. “I suppose this world does need new heroes. Fine, now-“ He tries to say as Barrett turns back to his group.

“The beast could be anywhere in the city. To minimize losses, we need to spread out as to catch it as soon as it emerges! Kally and I will head north, Noss and Alex, you go east. The south is barricaded by the police, so they can control that segment for now, that leaves Rose and the new guy, you guys got the west. Got it?” Everyone except the man nods. “Alright, let’s go! Time’s a wastin’!” The man callously lets out.

“Don’t I get a say in this?” The man shrugs. “Just come on pretty boy.” The older woman, Rose, lets out. The man sighs. “Brick. The name is Brick.” – “Well come on Brick, you heard the boss.” Rose bolts down the street with super human speed, piquing Brick’s interest.

“Is… that a Chronometal? Nah… couldn’t be.” He shakes his head and follows her to the west of the city.

Several moments later, Baron and Kally skim the northern city. They can still feel tremors, but they are light. Almost non-existent. “Damn, nothing here.” He lets out. “I hope the others can find it in time.” Kally follows with.

To the east, Noss and Alex shrug and sigh, they can’t even feel the tremors anymore. “We were way off…” – “Does that mean that Rose found it then? If we are this far off, the only logical reason would be that we ran directly away from it.” – “Maybe... let’s group up with them!”

Brick and Rose cautiously examine the surrounding area. Western Megaville is rumbling as if an earthquake were present. “It has to be here!” Rose lets out, squatting and placing her palm on the asphalt.

Just then she feels a jolt! “BACK!” She yells, Brick quickly obliging as the beast explodes from the ground below! Its large entwining body still mostly underground, it still towers over them with its two gaping maws! The Crystalline Serpent has returned for round two!

“That looks like another crystal being!” Brick lets out. “You know them?” – “The military has been tracking these things ever since Heroesbane! One appeared not too long ago, just under a year ago. It was a spider that rampaged through the streets! Not just Megaville, but nearly every city around the world has had at least one report of a single crystal monster attacking them. But those reports have died down recently, it’s been nearly a year since anyone has seen anything!” Rose turns her gaze to the serpent licking its two mouths out of hunger and hatred.

“I’m sure Baron would love to hear what you have to say, but for now, we have to kill this thing!” – “Got it!” Brick goes into a battle stance and nears the slender suited woman! He considers her frame, sure she’s fast, but she may be fragile. He ponders the possibility of her being a drag to him during this fight.

That is, until she takes out her weapon!

A black energy permeates the electric whip and her armor. Brick nods and trusts that she knows what she’s doing. The snake bites down on them and she quickly ensnares one of their heads with the violent whip! Brick on the other hand counters with brutish strength, knocking the left head off balance! The right head hisses and heaves, causing Rose to be flung into the air!

“Can… can she fly?” He wonders to himself, quickly getting an answer as the snake bolts for her and she does nothing about it! He prepares to bolt to her rescue, but she quickly spins in midair and lands a heavy attack on one of the snake’s fangs, allowing her to cascade off of it and gently fall to the ground along with the newly blown off fang. She quickly whips the fang at its eye and it punctures it, white crystalline water spraying everywhere!

“She’s making me look bad…” He mutters to himself, storing energy in his left hand, his robotic hand! The snake once again tries to bite down on him, but a mixture of red and green energy bursts out, blowing the bottom of the snake’s jaw clean off and having it slide along the road, slowly deteriorating into dust. He shakes his hand, steaming from the sheer power of it.

The snake roars and uproots its entire body, towering over three stories high! It coils up in defense and the left head’s jaw quickly regrows, but without a coating of crystal armor. It looks like ice, brittle.

“Looks like we can kill this thing by simply blowing it to pieces over and over.” – “Sounds good.” Rose follows with. The near the snake, but its crystal skin fires out nearly skewering their respective heads! They bound backwards as it coils up again. “We can’t get close right now…” – “Then let’s use our ranged attacks- if you have any that is.” Brick nudges. Without waiting for a response he arches his arms back, red and green energy roping its way up and down his arms.

Rose snaps her energy while and smacks the ground, causing an ebony shockwave to break its way to the snake, tossing it off balance! Brick unleashes his full attack at the snake! It braces itself by coiling up into a perfect spring! The obliterating attack strikes the beast, but it only serves to knock it into the air! It uncoils and hisses, its four red eyes shining as it views them!

It prepares to bare down on them, before something happens-

Out of nowhere, a huge machine with burly arms explodes out of the horizon! It has no legs, and instead stays afloat with huge jet-like engines! “Is that, the prototype war machine?!” Brick lets out, flabbergasted. “Wait… it looks different. Is… is that the finished model?!” Getting no answers from the equally surprised Rose, the machine snags the snake in mid-air, and with a feat of brutish technologically enhanced strength, it snaps in half! Bits of crystal and white liquid falling everywhere!

The two halves begin to writhe as the handfuls of snakes are smashed within the machine’s grasp, quickly becoming nothing. It’s…


The machine slowly descends to the ground, wind whipping past Brick and Rose as it nears the ground as if it were a helicopter. The engines turn off and the cockpit opens. An unassuming man leaves the machine and nears Brick. “Brick of the Rowdyroughs?” He raises an eyebrow. “Yes?” – “This is for you, from chairman Brisbaine.” – “Brisbaine? Wait- chairman? Hand me that.” Brick takes the file as the man nods.

This regular human pops in, destroys a monster, and delivers a message, only to casually get back in the machine. What kind of business is Brisbaine running back in Citysville? The war machine revs up, and in less than ten seconds it’s already airborne and firing off into the horizon at Mach 2. The four other individuals Brick met briefly show up.

“Rose? Is the monstrosity subdued?” – “Yes, Barrett. With the help of this young man, and the machine you no doubt saw, it was destroyed. I imagine it won’t be able to recover from that.” Barrett sighs in relief. “That’s good. Let’s return to base, you all did well.” Everyone nods and follows Barrett Electus back to the base, leaving Brick to himself.

He reads the various papers in the file handed to him. “Mandy… Mandy… Mandy… why is she coming up so much? What does Brisbaine want to tell me? Wait, Bubbles was interested in her too- OH CRAP! BUBBLES! THE HOSPITAL!” Brick takes off fast, forgetting something very important.

It’s time!


“Are you sure about this?”

Doctor X asks. Boomer is lying on a table, prepared to enter a dark, horrible place.

“Yes. Bunny needs help, and I can give it to her.” – “Yes… but your own mind may suffer from this intrusion! Before I press this button, I need you to tell me one last time. Are you completely sure about this?” – “I am. Do it, Utonium.”

With a single press of a button, Boomer’s eyes grow hazy as his consciousness fades and it moved to another area.

A dark area.

His consciousness is rendered in a higher plane than Bunny’s. This is to say, he has arms and legs, his entire body really. Bunny is merely a floating consciousness, and it’s up to Boomer to find it, and share his own energy with her.
There is nothing here. An abyss so black that light cannot possibly exist. Yet this area is not real, he can still see himself, fully lit as if he were standing in daylight. Though there is not a single source of light anywhere.

His Shira powers allow him to feel the energies around him, even in this artificial environment. He can feel that Bunny is here, broken, but alive. But she will not stay that way for long. Sooner or later, her body in the real world may simply give out, her mind crushed by her sacrifice within Eden, Doctor X’s artificial paradise.

He can hear murmuring around him. “Bunny.” He says to himself. A purple orb of energy floats in front of him. It is a bit smaller than a human head, and it’s bleeding a lot of energy. At this rate, it would be completely empty in a few days. He can hear the murmuring.

“Boomer… Boomer… Boomer… Boomer… Boomer…” It is spoken religiously, as if the being knows nothing other than his name. He remembers the warning Cranston gave him, but he doesn’t need to heed it. He’s Shira Boomer! His strength, both physical and spiritual is completely beyond measure!

He molds energy with his hands, funneling his own powers into a kind of web of energy. He cascades the strands of white luminescence onto the flickering purple orb. One by one, he feeds the bleeding speck. As if weaving energy into a living being, his two hands work artistically, bounding between careful movements and effective practices. Before long, the orb stops bleeding. He sends a signal back to the waking world.

Cranston views the table with bated breath. Boomer’s unconscious body gives an involuntary ‘thumbs up’ with his right hand, his subconscious forcing him to do it. “That’s the signal. Time to boot the secondary program… Subject One, I hope you know what you’re doing…”

The black world shudders, a kind of gray static present beyond the dark haze. The orb writhes, more focus coming into it. Before long, the energy coalesces into an unconscious body floating in the abyss.

It’s Bunny! Her mentality is stable enough to be maintained in Eden. Boomer knows that this was the plan, that he should stop now… but as he looks at her unconscious face as she floats in the darkness, he can’t help but think it isn’t enough. Her merely being alive longer isn’t enough, he has to fix her.

He removes his dark cowl to show his face. His skin is pale, his eyes and hair are white. What was once a young blonde haired blue eyed boy is now an opaque ghost capable of leveling a small planet. All he cares about is repaying Bunny for what she did.

“One more thing…” He says, touching his forehead to hers and closing his eyes. “I will bear your burden.”
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Re: The Chronometal Wars...

Postby Birdofterror » Mon Apr 21, 2014 5:47 pm

The Chronometal Wars
The Black War
Year 1
New Life; New Beginnings


Bunny opens her eyes to view a large green meadow. A meadow she feels like she should remember, but she simply doesn’t. The skies are blue, the grass is a healthy green, the wind calms her newly extinguished soul. There is a being in front of her in a black cloak, the hood is down and she can see in full view who it is.

The black clad being smiles warmly, showing an emotion he had almost forgotten. “Bunny…” He says. Her ears perk up before she looks at herself. Her hair is brown and smooth, her clothes are purple, and in a radiant reflective puddle she can see her eyes. Purple eyes as well, a royal violet that shows a newborn consciousness within. “Bunny…?” She says to herself, placing a palmed hand on her chest and closing her eyes.

She must have forgotten everything. Boomer knew this was possible, but that’s okay. He sighs, the mental transfusion taking a lot out of him. “It’s… time for me to go.” He says with weighted words, turning to leave this Garden of Eden. “Wait…!” She says, extending her arm. He turns back. “I… never asked for your name.” – “…!”

Boomer expected this, but it still hurts to hear. She… has forgotten him. She held on for so long, saying nothing but his name, it’s possible that even while chanting it that she completely forgot him.

“Boomer. Shira Boomer. Do you remember anything?” She shakes her head, her clean hair banking at the action. He chuckles a small bit, hiding the pain he’s feeling. “That’s okay. As long as you’re alright, that’s enough. Stay strong, Bunny. I may come to visit, some day.” He continues to walk off, before fading into electric code.

Bunny is left to the gentle breeze, without a single memory in her head. But she has new memories. “Bunny… Boomer…” She closes her eyes. “I won’t forget you, Shira Boomer…”


Boomer’s eyes wake up within Black Eden. He turns his head to the right to see the table. Bunny is resting on it, her body is a lot more stable. Her chest rising and falling naturally, the pain born tears dried up and her face looking rather content.

“Boomer… I… you did it; you surpassed even my most optimistic predictions!” – “I told you… I can do anything…” – “Perhaps! Haha! Perhaps!” Cranston’s many eyes show a genuine happiness. They are both happy that Bunny is still alive, but Cranston is more happy that he doesn’t have to scrap the entire project in its entirety. Boomer is simply happy that she’s okay.

“Now what…?” Boomer asks, catching Doctor X off guard. “Well, as far as Subject Two’s condition is concerned, her vitals are stable- rising even. I imagine she will make a full recovery and her body will once again become healthy and vibrant, just like her mental readings.” – “That’s good… but what about me…? What do I do?” – “There is nothing I need you for right now. If you wish, you can do whatever you want.” Boomer looks over to Cranston Utonium, his black cowl over his face.

“You mean… leave Black Eden?” – “If you wish, yes.” – “… I may take up that offer…” – “Or perhaps, you can help me with a little… project…” – “Project?”


“Ohmygodohmygodohmygod-“ Brick and Dexter rock in their chairs, completely at a loss of what to do. Lynn is looking out the window, biting her fingernails. Everyone is nervous, very nervous, but they are also powerless. Dexter brought a whole bag of doctor’s equipment and surgical things, but he only brought them to feel better about what’s happening.

Bubbles is giving birth!
“Shit.” – “Fuck.” – “Damn.”

Brick, Dexter, and Lynn let out coarsely, getting sneers from people across the room. No children are present, luckily. Just very annoyed hospital staff. Dexter is pacing in front of the door muttering something to himself.

“Will I have a girl, will I have a son…?!” He says almost in tune with some kind of song. Though he takes breaks from his lyrics to bite his nails and look at the waiting room clock. A doctor walks out of the hall and into the waiting room and looks at their clipboard.

“Mister… Dexter? Miss… Lynn?” – “Yes?” – “Yes?” They both walk up to the doctor with bated breath, urgently expecting good news, but on the contrary…

“There… are complications…”

“WHAT?! COMPLICATIONS?!” Dexter yells out, being shortly followed by Lynn. “Please Doctor, what kind of complications?” – “Miss Bubbles Utonium requested Dexter and you by name should something like this occur. Our hospital is a bit understaffed and usually a normal abnormality within the actual birthing process, we are more than capable of dealing with it, but this is very advanced, and very urgent. I will tell you on the way.” – “O-Okay.” Dexter says, his blood turning to ice.

What could have possibly happened?!

“The first baby came out fine. Then something terrible happened.” – “What happened- wait…” – “Wait…” Dexter and Lynn pause. “FIRST BABY?!” – “Yes, Miss Utonium is having twins.” – “Oh my God.” Dexter blurts. “But the second baby, there is a huge problem that we simply cannot handle.” – “What?! What is it?!” – “The baby- there is no easy way to say this-“ They say, nearing Bubbles’ birthing room. “But the second child has been coming out wrong, and has been choking on its own umbilical cord for the past several minutes.” – “What…?” Lynn says, feeling cold all of a sudden.

“I’m not sure what Miss Utonium wanted when she called you two, but I would assume it has something to do with your bag?” The doctor hints at. Dexter is still carrying this bag of surgical and mechanical equipment. “Our doctors are trained, but even our most optimistic projections put this at a failure. The baby is in such an angle where both Birthing and a Cesarean Section are impossible without endangering the newborn.” – “That’s why we’re here!” – “You have experience with-“ – “And so much more than you were about to say. I designed her prosthetic arm.” He flaunts, but quickly goes back to being worried once they near the operation room.

“This is it. I have been given full clearance to allow you to utilize all of our recourses and staff for whatever you see fit.” – “Thank you!” Dexter and Lynn run into the room to be greeted by a pained, crying Bubbles upon a birthing table. “G-Guys!” She says through pained huffs. “We’re here now Bubbles! Don’t you worry!” – “Th-The baby! Please, save our baby!” She says with a great deal of distress in her voice.

The doctors are all standing around Dexter waiting for his word.

“From what I’ve heard, a cesarean section is out of the question, but we still need that baby out of there, now. Exactly why is a C-Section out of the question?” – “The baby is already too far along, cutting into Miss Utonium now could endanger both of them. There is no easy way to access the baby without cutting way too close to Bubbles’ major arteries!” Time is a factor and Dexter is still no closer than these Doctors to finding out a solution.

“What about from the front?” – “The baby was being birthed sideways and choked on its own umbilical cord. It’s too wrapped up for a normal birth.” – “God damn it…! What can we do?!” Dexter thinks for a small moment before Barasia walks up behind him. Her index finger changes to an incredibly sharp blade. “We have to sever that cord, now.” – “I agree. Doctors! Work with my wife to cut the Umbilical cord. She’s as stable as a machine, don’t worry about her experience. I’ll work from the front once it’s finally severed!” – “Got it!”

Several moments of intense surgery pass, the amount of drugs Bubbles is on is getting to her head, but the pain is subverting the impending unconsciousness. “Please…” Is all she can say, her hazy eyes wandering around the room. Lynn very carefully severs the Umbilical from inside with her scalpel sharp extension with the precision of a Master Surgeon. “Done! It’s all you now, Bubbles! Push!” – “GAH HAH!” She cries out in pain as the baby finally starts moving again, crowning as it finally straightens out! “Doctors, help me get this kid out! It may need emergency treatment! It was in there for way too long!” Bubbles musters the last of her strength reserves to finally push the baby out, but their worst predictions have come true.

It’s not breathing!

Dexter’s eyes dart around the room before a twinkle enters his eye. “Do you guys have a workshop nearby?!” – “W-Workshop? You mean for machines?” – “YES! Lynn, go to my lab and bring back the mobile mechanics pod!” – “Got it!” – “Y-Yes, we have one in the basement.” – “We need to get this kid there now!” – “B-But-“ – “This baby has been oxygen starved for way too long! Any conventional means of resuscitation WILL fail! I am an expert at bringing the recently dead back to life, but I need your workshop and my mobile pod for it, and these surgical tools! Meet me in the basement and lead my wife there once she arrives, she shouldn’t be any more than half a minute or so!”

Dexter and several doctors run down the halls of the hospital, the baby’s unconscious form wrapped in a towel. Bubbles has passed out from it all, and it’s all up to Dexter to save this baby! “I won’t let you die, you hear me?! You are going to live, I promise you!”

By the time Dexter makes it to the elevator, Lynn is already present with a large cylindrical device in tow. “Good work! We need to make it to B-1!” – “Got it!” Dexter and his group of Doctors and Lynn quickly descend the hospital to floor B-1.

Dexter runs out as soon as the doors open and hands the baby to Lynn, taking the Mobile Mechanics Pod. He slams the cord into a high charge energy socket attached to an external generator stored in this Workshop for Power Outages and it hums to life in front of him, exploding out into a mechanical bed with many different readers and beakers present. “Hand me the baby.” Dexter takes the child and places it on the metal bed, putting a single needle in its neck. A white fluid flows down into the infant. “What is that?” – “Nano-Probes. Please, stand back.”

Dexter takes another small device out of his surgical bag and fiddles with it on the Mechanical Bed. “Lynn, I need you to make an incision exactly one inch in diameter along this portion of her spine.” Dexter points and motions along the baby Girl’s back. “Got it.” Lynn’s finger once again turns into a tool of life and she expertly creates an incision. “Now, I need you to sever this part of the spinal cord.” – “Wh-What?” – “Please, do it, we don’t have much more time! The Nano-Probes won’t react until I create an artificial base for them to be housed in! It needs to go right in the middle of her spine!” – “O-Okay!”

Lynn makes the incision which makes the Doctor’s wince. They know that severing that cord will permanently cripple the child for life, even if it survives. But… these are drastic measures. The child for all intents and purposes… is already dead.

After the incision is complete, Dexter extracts the severed piece of the spine and replaces it with a metallic cylinder. After several more moments of intense surgery, the spinal cord reacts to the artificial replacement. A heart beat can be heard on the nearby heart monitor.

“Wh-What?! You… You did it!” – “We’re not out of the woods yet. The heart may be going, but that’s only because of the Nano-Probes. Her brain is what I’m really worried about! Lynn, I need you to make another incision, here. Into the skull.” – “…!” – “I need to remove the part of the brain that control the heart and the lungs, indeed most of her major organs. The Nano-Probes will also take care of that, but we need another Nano-Steel housing in the brain!” Dexter takes another cylinder out of the bag and looks at Lynn, who reluctantly nods.

“Okay Dexter, I trust you…” – “You, Doctors! Go check on Bubbles!” – “Y-Yes sir!” Lynn cuts into the Baby’s skull and removes the parts of the brain with such precision that a computer would be jealous. There would truly be no human being on the planet capable of doing this successfully. With the extraneous part of the brain removed, Dexter places the Nano-Steel cylinder into the newly made cavity and activates it.” – “Okay… close her up…” Lynn nods and reapplies the skull plate and a skin graft to the child’s head.

“Now… we wait…” The baby is breathing and her heart is breathing, but as Dexter said, that is due to the Nano-Probes. Whether she is truly okay or not is based on how she acts now.

Within a few short moments, they can see the baby trying to move its arm. It… was a success…

“Let’s take her up to Bubbles…”
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