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Chapter #5

Istorica the Destroyer

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Amanda: So what exactly is it? Some kind of jewelry box or something? You: Honestly, I dont even know. Amanda: And by the way, there are better ways to spend your 23rd birthday you know. You: I know. Amanda: Ok. I'm always here you know. Call me if you get lonely. You: Dont worry Amanda, I will. Amanda walks out, leaving you alone in your lab. You: Now how does this thing open? An odd looking gem on the outside of the box catches your eye. You: How peculiar. You touch the gem with your gloved hand and it begins to glow. The lid on the box springs open and a cloud of dust sprays into your face. You: *Cough* *Cough* I hope that wasn't a biohazard... S.I.M.O.N.E.: UNKNOWN SUBSTANCE DETECTED! BIOHAZARD LOCKDOWN PROTOCOL ALPHA INITIATED. You: Dammit... Amanda, Hoodie and your mom rush in before the containment doors seal. Carolina: Are you sick honey? What happened?! Amanda: That box wasn't open when I left... Hoodie's nose twitches. Hoodie: Anyone else smell something really old and moldy? You: No. But now that I think about it, I've never seen hieroglyphics like these before... They're possibly even alien in origin... Hoodie. Can you make heads or tails of it? Hoodie: Actually... I can read some of it. Amanda: Awesome! We owe you one lizard girl! Hoodie: Thanks. Let's see... Istorica... Chosen One... Bringer of Doom... uh... Destroyer... That's all I can translate... Dad's only taught me so much Astrolizardian... You: Thanks anyway Hoodie... *Cough* *Cough* After the second cough a small bit of blood flies from your mouth. Everyone looks at you. You: *Sigh* I know, infirmary...
A few hours later, at the infirmary...
At this point, Amanda, your mom, Hoodie, Hannah, and CeCe are all gathered around your bed. The sound of the EKG can be heard slowly beeping in the background. You: Mom... *Wheeze* I'm sorry that I never... *Cough* brought you any grandchildren... Carolina: Dont talk like that honey! You'll make it through this! You: Mom, I admire your optimism but... *Cough* we both know that's not true... CeCe: Cmon Shanna... you're better than that... Hannah: For once I agree with airhead. You've been through worse right? Hoodie: It's my fault... I should've sensed something off sooner... You: Deena... You know that isn't true... Amanda: Shanna... You: Amanda... I want you to get everyone out... I dont want them to see this... The EKG begins beeping more slowly every time. Amanda: Shanna... You know I cant do that... Your mom clutches your hand. You: I want you all to know... That I'll always love you... all of you... Good... Bye... All that is heard is the EKG, boop... boop... boop... booooooooooooooooooooooop... Your fingers unfurl in you mom's hand. Amanda: I know this is hard Mrs. Robinson, but I have to call it... 8:46 P.M. Your mom begins crying, everyone else remains silent from the sheer shock of it all. CeCe walks over to close your eyes, which are still open. As she walks over, they change from blue to purple. CeCe: What the? Shanna has blue eyes right? Carolina: *Sniffles* What? Of course they're blue, she gets it from me. CeCe: Well they're purple right now... The EKG begins slowly beeping again, until it reaches a rate so high that it's no longer registering. Your body begins to twitch and rolls over onto the floor. Everyone is about to walk over and check on you, until you begin to slowly rise to your feet. Your hair now silver and purple and you begin to look yourself over. You look at your wrist, and the hole from the IV closes up and and heals itself. You look at your hands and move your fingers. You: Hmm... Suus 'bonus credo... Circiter temporis aliquod damnatorum stultus aperuit arca archa... Amanda: Latin? Oh! Quis et quid es? You: Istorica... Finis humanitatis... You flash everyone a fanged grin. Mwahahahahahahaha! You begin to laugh like an evil maniac. Amanda: I guess this means I'm in charge. Everyone on guard! You wave your hand, slowing down time and simply walking past everyone. Time resumes and everyone looks puzzled. Amanda: What? Wait... The clock is off by a few seconds... She's a time manipulator! She cant have gotten far!
The Training Room
You: Bout time you slowpokes got here... Amanda: You speak English? You: Of course, I do have bits and pieces of this host body's memories... CeCe: Wait. So Shanna isn't dead? You: Oh no. Your friend is very much dead. Two souls cannot inhabit the same vessel, if they do, the stronger one engulfs the weaker one. In all fairness, no one's ever stood a chance against me so... you get the idea. I should really work on this body... This one ate a bit too many sweets... Carolina: My daughter is not fat! You: Hmm... I'll just cover it up for now... You wave you hand and pieces of armor materialize and attach themselves to your body. This shall do for now... Hannah: So what do you want anyway? You: Did I not already tell you? I want to destroy humanity because it's fun. You say with a huge grin on your face. Hoodie: So you plan to take over the world by yourself? You: By myself... Ha! All I need is... Zebul... You fall to your knees as you remember your only friend... and first lover... Zebul, the warrior king of the galaxy... His life was ended abruptly in the battle for immortality, he was killed... and you were sealed... it's all coming back to you now. Carolina walks over and hugs you. You: But... I killed your only daughter... do you not hate me? Carolina: You're just as bad at lying as she is... I know she's in there somewhere. You sigh. You: I cannot do this for more than a few moments without collapsing. Do you all wish to speak to her? Amanda: Is she all there? You: Mostly... I am reminded constantly... every thought... every urge... Amanda: Wait, so you... You: No! You say blushing, sounding like Shanna for a split second. Amanda: Hey Hannah and CeCe. Should we test her? Hannah: He he he... Yes... CeCe: Sounds fun! You: Stay back savages! You begin crab walking backwards... for some reason you feel weak... but then you remember... You are a warrior queen! And you bow to no one! You again rise to your feet. You get into combat stance. Amanda: Cmon Istorica, dont be like that. We just wanted to have a little fun with you. You: You will not use this host body's previous weakness against the mighty Istorica! Carolina: Calm down honey. We were only messing with you. You: Stop mocking me! Shanna's thoughts flood your head, filling it with images of women's feet. This again brings you to your knees. Amanda walks towards you, still wearing her signature high heels. Amanda: If you dont behave yourself, I'm gonna have to use this nullifier on you. Understand? You: Ha! You cannot seal an ancient Demoness such as myself! Amanda: You asked for it. Wrist please. You cooperate with her, out of pity for how stupid she is. She places what looks like a bracelet on your wrist and it shrinks until it fits perfectly. Amanda: Go ahead. Try your powers out. You: Whatever. You try to use your powers, and to your utter shock and horror, nothing happens. You: What sorcery is this? Amanda: Not sorcery, technology. Now then... I will only take that off of you if you can learn to behave yourself. You: Fine then. I shall agree to your terms Witch... Amanda: No no no. Nice words please. Amanda pushes some buttons on her wrist and mechanical arms deploy from the ceiling and strip you of your armor, leaving you in your bra and panties. Hoodie: Wicked tats! You: They are not tattoos. They are Runes... Amanda: Put this on. Amanda holds a French Maid outfit in her hands. You: Never you foul Witch! Amanda: Every time you insult me I'll add a month. Now then... Amanda slips her foot out of her shoe and waves it in front of your face. It taps into your most primal urges and you take her big toe into your mouth. You: Mmmm... Amanda: Cmon. Put it on... You take her toe out of your mouth. You: Fine... Everyone out! Everyone save for Amanda leaves. You quickly put the outfit on and kneel in front of Amanda. Amanda: Ok... Up! Twirl around! Let me get a good look at you. You do as you are told. You're sooooo cute! Amanda says as she hugs you tightly. You: This is the lowest I've ever been degraded to in all my millenia of living... Amanda: Ok, now...
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