If there was one thing that Serono could be thankful for, it was the durability of these humans. A single order repeated in the Vaalen's mind, 'Do not take lives'. For a moment he had forgotten. A line of rubble and debris followed the straight line that was the space marine's flight path. Smoke and dust had begun to settle while broken buildings caved in on their own infrastructure. Heavy boots were loud as they approached from the line of destruction and eventually Aelius emerged, unscathed except for a laceration that had almost pierced his armored chest plate. Both the space marine and Serono were surprised, but for different reasons. Serono thought that his strike had skewered the space marine clean in half diagonally. Aelius was shocked that a slight swing had been enough to do such damage to his armor in the first place. The Vaalen lingered in the center of the soldier's circular formation languidly. Serono's stare was unstinting, how it bore into the heart of his target. There was no feeling; not of despair or excitement. His kind weren't created with emotions. A slate face devoid of compassion looked onward, its only concern the accomplishment of the task it was given. It was as if they were waiting for something, for the Vaalen to make a move. Tension was in the air-- the soldiers didn't desire to share the same endstate that their comrade had. Who would be the first to break the stillness?
A gruff and irritated voice came from the soldier who had returned just then, "Something's off about this Xeno.. Be careful. He won't go down easy." Aelius brought both of his chain swords back up and joined the formation of soldiers.
Serono gave a passive glance to those around him, "It would seem.. It is time," was uttered in a flat tone. Sharp canines protruded over the Vaalen's lip as the swell of a current around him dispersed into thin air.
"Essence of Firokai: Twin Blast." The words were said in tandem with Serono's lifted hands. Currents of extremely condensed air shot out from the Vaalen's palms and impacted two of the space marines before they could react. Their bodies were thrown afar, buried in the collapsed rubble of the buildings they collided into, out of sight. The command was repeated once again just as the remainder of fighters closed in. Two more found themselves cast like stones into the far distance, dispatched with a quickness. Eventually Aelius remained as the last standing in his position, the only one who hadn't moved. Not to accept the risk, Serono pointed at the space marine and uttered a phrase, "Reverse gravity." A separate airspace, perhaps a dimension centered itself around Aelius, who then flew directly toward the top of the dome at terminal velocity. Loudly Aelius smashed against the dome that covered the planet's entirety, flattened out and stuck to it like a fly on a web. All that remained thereafter was the target, Arcinax.
It seemed his target had surprises up his sleeve.
A bright blue flash overtook Serono's vision before his face was struck by a bolt of electricity. The thin membrane of white skin that covered the Vaalen's face was shown to be craggy and cracked in the aftermath, especially the cheek where Serono had been hit. Slowly he turned his features to look back at Arcinax. Pale skin fell off in pieces to reveal the onyx surface which resided underneath, unnatural and crystal-like. Immediately the Vaalen's face began to rebuild itself, stitches of white woven over another like cloth until they melded together to create the appearance of skin on Serono's exterior. Long, black locks fell over Serono's face as he brought a hand up to inspect where the electrical bolt hit him. When he spoke he always seemed to be uninterested, "They didn't tell me you had Psyker blood," the tone didn't match the apparent surprise. By the time Serono's hand dropped back down to his side the false wound had already healed over completely. There was no blemish, not even a burn mark.
"You're not making this easy, Arcinax." Serono spoke as if out of exasperation. Distortion took place around the Vaalen's left arm in which a large onyx blade emerged. It glistened against the dim, somber glow of street lights. It was by necessity that Serono move fast while the other soldiers were temporarily incapacitated. The ground underneath the Vaalen's feet caved in the same moment he burst toward Arcinax at extreme speeds. By reflex the space marine was capable of meeting Serono's blade with his own, but the force of the charge made him skid back along the ground. Every pace Serono was upon him, already poised with his blade to send a second strike. Before Arcinax could parry the next Serono moved with unparalleled speed. At the marine's flank, Serono dealt a strong blow to his side which sent Arcinax into a series of barrel rolls which ended with him collided sideways into a building. No time was given to recover. Once again the Vaalen was upon Arcinax, hand on the man's skull to forcibly pry him from the structure's wall. In an apathetic manner he tossed him back onto the middle of the street.
"I've said it before and I'll say it again. You cannot fight me, Arcinax. We are eons apart." Onyx clawed digits curled through the space marine's armor and lifted him so that the two were face to face. Out of desperation Arcinax swung his power sword at Serono in hope that he would be caught off guard. The hope was in vain, shown as Serono caught the blade between two onyx digits from his other hand. No one was allowed to be killed. The command repeated in Serono's mind again and again. If he wanted to he could have broken the power sword into pieces with his hand alone. There was no need to be rash as the opportune moment had arrived.
"Do not ask where we are going- for even I do not know yet." Serono spoke the truth in disdain as his claws unfurled themselves from the marine's armor. Flatly his palm spread along the man's chest and a conduit was opened around the duo. Only the sound of the still-bound female in the background could be heard as the dimensional flux swallowed up Serono and Arcinax. No remains of the two were left behind.
Words whispered and echoed into the gloomy streets. "Fret not, Kitja. Someday I may come for you."
A gruff and irritated voice came from the soldier who had returned just then, "Something's off about this Xeno.. Be careful. He won't go down easy." Aelius brought both of his chain swords back up and joined the formation of soldiers.
Serono gave a passive glance to those around him, "It would seem.. It is time," was uttered in a flat tone. Sharp canines protruded over the Vaalen's lip as the swell of a current around him dispersed into thin air.
"Essence of Firokai: Twin Blast." The words were said in tandem with Serono's lifted hands. Currents of extremely condensed air shot out from the Vaalen's palms and impacted two of the space marines before they could react. Their bodies were thrown afar, buried in the collapsed rubble of the buildings they collided into, out of sight. The command was repeated once again just as the remainder of fighters closed in. Two more found themselves cast like stones into the far distance, dispatched with a quickness. Eventually Aelius remained as the last standing in his position, the only one who hadn't moved. Not to accept the risk, Serono pointed at the space marine and uttered a phrase, "Reverse gravity." A separate airspace, perhaps a dimension centered itself around Aelius, who then flew directly toward the top of the dome at terminal velocity. Loudly Aelius smashed against the dome that covered the planet's entirety, flattened out and stuck to it like a fly on a web. All that remained thereafter was the target, Arcinax.
It seemed his target had surprises up his sleeve.
A bright blue flash overtook Serono's vision before his face was struck by a bolt of electricity. The thin membrane of white skin that covered the Vaalen's face was shown to be craggy and cracked in the aftermath, especially the cheek where Serono had been hit. Slowly he turned his features to look back at Arcinax. Pale skin fell off in pieces to reveal the onyx surface which resided underneath, unnatural and crystal-like. Immediately the Vaalen's face began to rebuild itself, stitches of white woven over another like cloth until they melded together to create the appearance of skin on Serono's exterior. Long, black locks fell over Serono's face as he brought a hand up to inspect where the electrical bolt hit him. When he spoke he always seemed to be uninterested, "They didn't tell me you had Psyker blood," the tone didn't match the apparent surprise. By the time Serono's hand dropped back down to his side the false wound had already healed over completely. There was no blemish, not even a burn mark.
"You're not making this easy, Arcinax." Serono spoke as if out of exasperation. Distortion took place around the Vaalen's left arm in which a large onyx blade emerged. It glistened against the dim, somber glow of street lights. It was by necessity that Serono move fast while the other soldiers were temporarily incapacitated. The ground underneath the Vaalen's feet caved in the same moment he burst toward Arcinax at extreme speeds. By reflex the space marine was capable of meeting Serono's blade with his own, but the force of the charge made him skid back along the ground. Every pace Serono was upon him, already poised with his blade to send a second strike. Before Arcinax could parry the next Serono moved with unparalleled speed. At the marine's flank, Serono dealt a strong blow to his side which sent Arcinax into a series of barrel rolls which ended with him collided sideways into a building. No time was given to recover. Once again the Vaalen was upon Arcinax, hand on the man's skull to forcibly pry him from the structure's wall. In an apathetic manner he tossed him back onto the middle of the street.
"I've said it before and I'll say it again. You cannot fight me, Arcinax. We are eons apart." Onyx clawed digits curled through the space marine's armor and lifted him so that the two were face to face. Out of desperation Arcinax swung his power sword at Serono in hope that he would be caught off guard. The hope was in vain, shown as Serono caught the blade between two onyx digits from his other hand. No one was allowed to be killed. The command repeated in Serono's mind again and again. If he wanted to he could have broken the power sword into pieces with his hand alone. There was no need to be rash as the opportune moment had arrived.
"Do not ask where we are going- for even I do not know yet." Serono spoke the truth in disdain as his claws unfurled themselves from the marine's armor. Flatly his palm spread along the man's chest and a conduit was opened around the duo. Only the sound of the still-bound female in the background could be heard as the dimensional flux swallowed up Serono and Arcinax. No remains of the two were left behind.
Words whispered and echoed into the gloomy streets. "Fret not, Kitja. Someday I may come for you."
Forever?
Oh, my darling,
If only you could see what war has done to me.
Oh, my darling,
If only you could see what war has done to me.
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