by The Kingpin » Sat Apr 30, 2011 9:29 pm
The blast had utterly destroyed Hydra, the Serpent left as nothing but dust from the power of the attack. Brahman, however, was only partially damaged, a burn mark from the heat radiated from the blast area scarring his back, the metallic plates and blue-black skin and fur burned the colour of coal, the creature laying several hundred feet from the blast area, struggling to it's feet, blinded by the sheer amount of thermal radiation left in the wake of the attack, the beast struggling to move away from the combat zone, no longer equipped to handle the situation...
Alarms blared loudly all across the Command Centre on the other side of the island, the power centre supplying the Holding Bay as well as the monitoring equipment completely disabled. flashing red lights cast a momentary glow on the Holding Bay, revealing the Cranes to have swayed violently from the force of the attack on the surface, collapsing entirely, crushing the workshops, one of the cranes carrying the completed PCU for the base's main weapon, the Dragon laying silently in the farthest corner of the structure....but that...would soon change...
panicked workers ran back and forth in disarray, trying to find the Supervisors, most of which were dead amidst the debris, the few that survived injured, disorientated and confused. the staff rushed for the exits, as the few Engineers working on Horus rushed to try and gather what little they could of the blueprints for the PCU upgrade, knowing full well that the Space Wasp's strike may well have sealed their fates in the holding area. As if confirming their fears, the red alarm lights finally died out, bathing the entire gigantic Holding Bay in pure darkness, as red flares were being lit by the few Supervisors still in the area to help guide the staff to the exits. panicked cries echoed through the facility from the workers closest to the area Horus was being held, their terror being well warranted: The Sentinel was no longer restrained...
Amidst the darkness of the facility, two beacons of light ignited though it was not the work of any emergency generator. two white orbs, as bright as the sun itself, burst into life. their source.....the very weapon they had been depending on to save them. With the generators down, the massive pumps that kept the sedatives flowing into the Dragon's body had stopped, the thousands of gallons remaining in his system burned in seconds by the Dragon's ferociously fast metabolism, the gargantuan Beast of Egypt awakening with a rumbling snarl, feeling his freedom. as the Dragon rose to his feet, he glanced around at the area, his vision far surpassing that of the humans, seeing everything in the massive room. "Freedom.....at last" rumbled the Ancient, his voice echoing off the walls of the facility in a language long dead to mankind, the Ancient Egyptian dialect's harsh tone only further terrifying the people within. electricity crackled across the Dragon's head for a few moments, the nose horn glowing, flashing as the grooves covering his body suddenly burst into life, intricate streaks covering his form, the ancient Egyptian eye of Horus pattern framing the Dragon's eyes glowing golden white alongside the rest of the grooves, the Dragon flexing his fingers and joints under his own control for the first time in millennia. the many streaks across his arms, back, wings and chest began to glow red. "Your crimes are great, DHARMA. Retribution....has come" rumbled the titan, as a shockwave of thermal energy was unleashed, the cranes and workshops melting around him, the hundreds of employees in the facility screaming as they were vaporised instantly...
"What the hell just happened?!" said the Commander, infuriated, the generators powering Atlantis being rerouted to power the Command Centre, the cameras in the Holding Bay revealing themselves to be offline, nothing but static appearing on the screens. "The other monster....the wasp....it circled the ******* globe! hit the Sol Energy Station and Dispatch base" responded the Coordinator. "Oh God..." said one of the staff in the room as he eyed the screen in front of him, numbers and symbols running across it, as a bar appeared across the screen. "Connection Established. Updating Databases for Primarch 1. Data sources: The Owl". silence filled the room for several moments, every person within pale with terror at the implications, the loading bar that appeared on the screen filling frighteningly fast. Now it had everything it needed....It would be coming for them now...
a few minutes later, the roof of the lift used to raise Brahman and Hydra up no more than half an hour earlier was blown out of the ground, the massive blast-door-like metallic panel landing several hundred feet away, glowing white with heat, the middle of it violently dented outwards. molten metal pooled in the middle of the massive dent, the interior surface of it having melted, the only thing preventing the beam from punching right through it being the 15 meter thick layer of space titanium on the exterior, having been dented out of shape in spite of it's strength. smoke billowed from the hole as a rumbling snarl reverberated from within...
"Ah yes, organised chaos. the sign of a clever but ever-busy mind. To the perpetrator, a carefully woven web of belongings and intrigue, but to the bystander? Madness!"
–William Beckett, Lore of Leyuna RPG