Unwanted Truth

“Arkay…” Litvir knocked on the door, then paused, immediately losing his trail of thought. Arkay was sitting on his bed, clearly upset and angry, but also unable to release his anger. Several pillows had been thrown around, but Litvir noticed something else: there were small dents in Arkay’s forearm plating. He had been… biting himself? … Read more

Relationship Queries

“While we have some time on our hands, may I ask you two a question?” The three Decaylings were sitting in the observatory, mostly minding their own business. Arkay had cooked dinner and they’d decided to eat together. Normally there would be universes exploding into life, but the void seen from this observatory was particularly … Read more

Potential Reconciliation

Kalis sat down in the plastic chair, twiddling his thumbs anxiously. The table in front of him was split in two. Half of it was phased through a sheet of impact-proof plasti-glass, with an empty chair on the other side. This room was designed for “troubled Decay Lords”, hybrid beings with various medical issues, to … Read more

Judging Lovers

“You’re late.” Elksia rolled her eyes. “By half a second.” “You’re not supposed to be late.” Elksia rolled her eyes some more. “There was a fricking black hole! I had to fix it! You’re talking a lot of shit, Kairos!” The Whenvern paused, staring at his student. Elksia had never spoken back to him before. … Read more

Leaving Discussions

Galyn watched as the last ship faded into the distance, before turning his attention to his own ship, where his three crew mates were waiting for him. He didn’t really want to call them students or anything any more. In fact, lately, the three of them had proven to work incredibly well together, showing a … Read more

Grouped Up Again

For a brief moment, Litvir felt completely safe as Retvik wrapped his arms around him. As the Flamebearer let go though, that feeling completely vanished, and Litvir was swiftly reminded of his present location: a slaver ship full of dead beings. “What happened, are you alright?” “In all honesty? Not at all…” Litvir sighed, glancing … Read more

Deus Ex Myalon

“WHO TOUCHED ME?” Litvir woke up tied to a cross, blood dripping down his face, pain tearing through his limbs. He was surrounded by soldiers, all with bayonets pointed at him. Bloody claw marks coated his non-armoured parts, and big chunks had been cut out of his plating. But no one was looking at him. … Read more

Head Trauma

Litvir skidded down the hallway, into a little alcove. He was certain that someone had spotted him. He’d been sloppy in his movements, brushing past too many other beings. And as his psionic abilities were currently all over the place, there was no guarantee that he’d properly shielded himself from view. It didn’t really matter … Read more

Stampeding in Corridors

Sirens blared as spinklers began spewing water from the ceiling. The lights had gone off, dumping the merchandise cells in darkness. This would have been a concerning situation, had all the cells not just opened up. “Free the elders from stasis! Get to the hangar! Smash the generators! Move!” A voice echoed through the long, … Read more

Flickering Eyes

“So you really just can’t-” “Ask me again about mind control and I will give you an aneurysm.” The little yellow prisoner sank slightly. “Sorry, I just… don’t get how you work.” “Trust me, years of study and I do not know how I work either…” Litvir still seemed to be in pain, but at … Read more

Wrong Parts

Dominarch snarled as she kicked the door open, waiting for her trusty medical Draclik to arrive. Her plans had been foiled and she needed to know why. After a few seconds of impatient waiting, a small, furry, canine creature appeared, carrying a medical scanning device. “Uh, is something wrong, Lady Dominarch?” The being eyed Dominarch … Read more

Held in Plastic

The first thing Retvik noticed was that he was cold. This was a bad thing. Normally, Retvik would perfectly regulate the temperature around him, so he would never be too hot or cold. The second thing Retvik noticed was that there was something around his neck. Some sort of collar. Heavy, metallic and making a … Read more

New Merchandise

“What is taking so infernally long?” Dominarch growled as she looked up from the helm. Ahead of her were a circle of screens, depicting the battle on board the ship they had just captured. “You are dealing with four Decayons, why have you not captured them yet?” A masculine, draconic being approached, wrapped in silky … Read more

Pursuing

“Galyn…” “What?” “That ship is back.” Galyn didn’t say anything. Instead, he tutted and ran his claws across a control panel. Although unnoticeable to the naked eye, the Thantir Two started moving a lot faster. Being a much smaller, more nimble ship, Galyn knew that they were probably in danger, and needed to get to … Read more