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    PlanetQuake | Features | Articles | Generations - Chapter 3
   

Generations
Five Generations - One Eternal Combat
  — by Lee'Mon


Nothing happened. Mynx opened her eyes. Sure enough, the flash was beginning to erupt from her pistol, but it remained frozen, suspended in time. Hossman's machinegun, likewise, was immobile. A bullet remained suspended between his body and hers.

A blue sphere of electricity surrounded the duo. Mynx tried to turn her head, but she couldn't move. Off to the right, she saw a shadowy figure walking towards her and Hossman.

The figure began clapping. "Good show, you two. To be honest, I wasn't quite sure who was going to win. But a tie...well, with a tie, everybody wins." He laughed quietly.

The voice sounded familiar. Mynx tried to say something, but she found herself as unable to speak as she was unable to move. "What's that?" the figure said. "Oh, of course, I forgot. Silly me. I've suspended you two in time, so you can't answer. Well let me tell you what's in store."

The figure walked slowly towards the duo. "We've got a little...recreational activity, if you will. Call it a new sport. We're still deciding on a name for it, but I prefer the term 'deathmatch'. Kind of has a nice ring to it, doesn't it?"

As the figure walked closer, Mynx began to make out features. One foot stepped into the light, an almost animal foot with three huge claws. As the rest of the figure came into view, Mynx found herself staring at some kind of demonic gargoyle. An orange hood hid much of the face, and the wings ended in short, ragged edges. As the creature appeared, its voice took on a low, growling tone.

"I've spent the last hundred years trying to bring you to our realm, Mynx. Unfortunately, that solution you used during our little assignment made you extremely hard to kill." Mynx recognized the creature's first speaking voice as the voice in the darkness so many years ago, when she turned in the green formula and made her escape. "I tried everything: assassins, terrorists, natural disasters...I even started wars in the hopes that someone might get lucky and take you out.

"But nothing worked," he continued. "My efforts spilled much blood in the Earth Realm, but never yours. If the Vadrigar elders didn't demand that their gladiators be killed by someone within their own realm, I'd have taken the liberty of doing it myself.

"And that's where Hossman came in. You see, after almost seventy-five years of searching, I found a group of scientists capable of filling in the missing pieces of that formula you gave us. Their payment was not living long enough to see what they helped create." He walked closer to Hossman. "I took their formula, and gave it to a young assassin-in-training. The results were quite satisfactory...as you've already seen."

The creature turned, and came close to Mynx. She could feel his breath in her face. "And now, Mynx, I finally have you. You wanted to live? You'll get to. You wanted to die? You'll be doing your fair share of that, as well. Frankly, Mynx, you've been a good deal of trouble to us, and I'm glad we've finally obtained you. As for Hossman, well, I'm always game for a two-for-one deal."

The creature turned to walk away. "Welcome to the Arenas Eternal," he said. "Tell them Uriel sent you."

As Uriel left, the lightning intensified. Mynx felt a tingling in her legs. She looked down, only to see Hossman slowly dissolving from the bottom up. The look in his eyes told her she was doing the same. As the two of them disappeared, Mynx tried to scream, but couldn't.

To the rest of the world, the blue flash ended as quickly as it began. A pistol and machinegun clattered to the ground. Their owners were nowhere to be found.

Uriel walked back into the shadows. "Time to check up on our other incoming gladiator," he said in his formal speaking voice.



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