Chapter four:
"What in the hell just happened?" Taya Kyle screamed in her mind. She started frantically searching her surrounding's.
"Relax young girl, over here. Said the increasingly familiar voice, chuckling he added. "By the way, nice reference, but I doubt many will get it these days. Feeling a presence above her.
Taya Kyle turned her perception up and a large entity completely dwarfing her in size by a whole order of magnitude. Within the beings body countless orbs filled with galaxies, nebula's, and cosmic events were all interconnected in a golden web that seemed to radiate life.
"Amazing." Taya Kyle thought to herself. Moving backwards to try and behold this entity in it's full, she found that this entity was vaguely human shaped.
"That's right... what do I even look like right now? Rather than that, the thing you should concern yourself with is stabilizing your existence. Said the booming voice, that for some reason made Taya Kyle thought of her encounter with a guy cosplaying as Thanos.
"Stop! Don't imagine it. Instead, eat more. While doing so, think of manifestations or personifications of concepts like Eternity, Order, Chaos, Life, Death, and Oblivion. Said Jack Kirby.
"But why?" Taya Kyle asked him.
"Trust me, it's necessary. We all have to do it at one point or another. The sooner you do, the more stable you are. Replied Jack Kirby.
"Well alright, Taya Kyle turned once again to the swirling mass of her food and started thinking about what eternity means. Eternity to Taya Kyle meant... something timeless, going on forever and existing in all points of time. As she thought about it she also thought about what would be a representation of it. Timelessness, longevity, frozen in time, but flowing onward, water, solid by flowing. That line of thinking brought her to thinking about eastern mythology a bit. If she remembered correctly, the Chinese deity that represented water, winter, and the northern direction was...
"Xuanwu. After the utterance of the name, Taya Kyle felt a shift in the concept she had consumed. These concepts had not yet affected the energy and mass that were already a part of her. They swirled, separate from the rest. At first it was amorphous, just a large swirling blob of existence and nothingness until it arranged itself and slowly, a whole new being came into view. A gigantic entity, with four scaly leg's, and a angular head and a dome like shell covered in hexagonal plates. Instead of a tail, a snake flowed out from behind it and began to wrap the shell. Each scale on both the snake and tortoise looked as if the big bang was occuring continuously within them. Taya Kyle looked upon herself, she inwardly, smiled. It looked to her like a giant turtle made up with the cosmos with a snake for a tail. At the same time, it reminded her of the giant lion turtles in Avatar the Last Airbender. At first she could feel the creators thoughts, Xuanwu looked out into the chaos of creation he found himself in, eyes glowing and radiating cosmic power and roared.
"Huh, this is new, definitely non canon. The entity, Taya Kyle started to assume to be Jack Kirby, muttered to no one in particular.
"Continue, quickly! Jack Kirby said.
But Taya Kyle didn't really need the urging. Even without it, she felt like she had begun a process that cannot be stopped. Even with just the inclusion of Eternity within herself, although Taya Kyle felt a bit more complete, a bit more solid, but it was not enough. She pushed off those thoughts and their implications for a later time and started to comprehend Infinity. Infinity is possiblity, potential, probability, the unreachable apex. Infinity knows bound's, across universes, timelines, makes the multiverse, strives for higher heights, breaking boundaries, all encompassing, all embracing, a mother to possiblity, nuturing potential. Again this line of thought brought Taya Kyle to eastern mythology. A mother known as the mother of humanity, a race said to have infinite potential across time and space. However, the difference between that and Taya's vision was that this particular manifestation will acknowledge the potential of all sapient life rather than just homo sapiens.
"Nuwa." The primordial Chaos, as Taya Kyle decided to term it, swirled and compressed once again as a female figure emerged to stand next to Xuanwu, her full height reached the top of his shell. She wore a dress of stars and cosmic dust and a mature, motherly figure. Eyes glowing blue and skin of gold with black hair decorated with nebulous clouds of potential energy. She places a hand on Xuwanu and he begins to rapidly change shape into a man equal in her height. With a body and flowing robe both seemingly made of the cosmos, the man looks upon his new form and nods to his sister and returns to the form of a giant turtle. Kelsey Impicciche inwardly remarks that she's already doing her job helping others realize their infinite potential.
Both beings stand beside one another, seemingly waiting for something.
Taya Kyle, seeing this begins to think of what Order and Chaos means to her. Chaos means change, violence, an absence of rational thinking, disorder, confusion, flux. Chaos seems to strive about itself ever more in order to bring about evolution and change, it is free as the wind, ferocious, feral, never yielding in it's pursuits like an unsheathed sword.
Chaos is eventually order. As much as order eventually begets chaos. When the destruction and dust settles, what rises is uniformity, rigidity, laws. However, order must also be able to bend and sway, in order to stay rooted and survive the inevitable chaos that tries to destroy it. It is majestic, towering symbols of civilizations and is it's patron, filled with wisdom.
"Bailhu and Qinglong."
From out of the other, two forms she emerged. One a personification of the energy Taya Kyle is still consuming. In the form of a ferocious and beautiful white tiger and black tiger whose stripes are always changing and in flux like the energy outside. She roars upon forming and moves to stand beside her siblings. Grinning malevolently in anticipation for the future.
The other is a flash of azure as an immensely long dragon steps out. Every scale perfectly symmetrical and shining with a bright glow, horns like branches or antlers coming out of the top of his head. Seven claws adorn each foot and a majestic mane erupts from behind his head and extends all the way down to his spine and to the end of his tail.
Rather than roar the dragon floats to his siblings exuding the natural aura of a wise, rational, and just elder. He looks to Bailhu and snorts derisively. At this the tiger snarls, but with a glare from Xuanwu and Nuwa, the two fall silent.
Taya Kyle chuckles, which seems to reverberate throughout herself as the four suddenly shiver and bow to no one in particular. Taya Kyle then looks upon them with love and affection before turning her mind to the next step (?) in this process.
Her conference now soaring to new heights as she thought about life and death.
Life is a spark, a flame that burns and brings about destruction and creation. It is the fire of destruction and rebirth. It actualizes the potential of energy.
Death is cold, calculating inevitable. It has no element in nature other than decay and brings about the destruction of matter into reusable elements so that anything can be reused for creation once more. Death comes to all and welcomes all into her warm embrace.
"Zhuque and Siwang."
A clarion cry bursts from the mists of existence. Heat pervades the region as a gargantuan red and golden phoenix of prey soars around her brother's and sister's. The epitome of vibrancy, she lands amongst them and begins to preen. Joyful and happy to be born.
Unfortunately, this joy is short lived and her eyes narrow towards the swirling nothingness. Coldness undercuts all other feeling's in the area. Even Xuanwu, a representation of not just time but winter, ice, and water in general, shivers at the coming presence.
Somehow, a bell with a deep cold tone sounds in the region, and as if walking on a hard surface, the sound of heels clacking on stone echoes slowly. Then, from out of the form of darkness a black gloved hand appears and swipes it away, converting it into a cloak that wraps around an obviously beautiful feminine figure. She is the embodiment of death. And within her hood resides a human skull whose sockets glow with an eerie red flame, rather than heat, emits a chil. Somehow, even with that, her figure undeniably shows that there is beauty in even death.
Stopping in front of her new family, she regards them for a moment, and then steps off and leans against nothing. She looks to Zhuque, who tenses up. Both of them feeling each other out, before both nod in begrudging but mutual respect for one another. Crossing her arms under her chest. Siwang looks away from them.
Taya Kyle continues to look over them with affection and love until the sound of someone clearing their throat breaks her from her revelry. Once again looking outward, and feeling more herself and satisfied than anytime previously while in this form. Taya Kyle looks upon Jack Kirby, the One Above All, in all of his glory, who begins to speak.
"I have to say, that was certainly a nice approach. As a Marvel fan I assumed that you would create copies of the Living Tribunal, Infinity, Death, the Phoenix Force, Master Order, Lord Chaos, and Oblivion. But what you've done is create something all on your own, even if based on a different mythology. Which is retrospect, is probably for the best. Something different should shake things up. So congratulations. You've created your Primordial Deities. Now."
Taya Kyle then took the chance to interrupt him.
"Oh! That reminds me, thanks Jack. Give me a minute." Replied Taya Kyle.
"Huh? Uh, ok." Said Jack Kirby.
Taya Kyle then gorges herself on the Primordial chaos to prepare. And after feeding suitably stuffed, she begins to envision something new.
"Above all but me, my representative when I'm unavailable or for matters beneath my notice, who reports to me and me alone the things going on in the coming law justice, perfect arbitration, and ombudsman. Decidedly neutral in all things, but brings judgement on any who stray's too far from the balance. Strives only for equality in all dualities of nature the protection of each universe. Good vs evil, light vs dark, creation versus destruction, chaos versus order. All shall have Equilibrium.
"Hera the queen of the gods."
At the word's sound, before she even says the name, space inside Taya Kyle starts to rumble, startling the new born god's, and they watch as perfectly equal mist of existence and nothingness forms into a woman twice the size of the Primordials as Taya Kyle decided to call them. Wearing what looks like a Greek dress intricately embroidered with gold and sapphire. A sash flows over her arm and a gladius made of what seems to be, but differently is not, gold rests within a loop on her right hip. Greek military (sandals) cover her feet. She has long brown hair pulled back into a ponytail and piercing blue eyes, that are brighter than the sky or the ocean.
As she approached, all of the Primordials quake in realization that this being, while not able to kill them, can reset them to their base states at the time of their creation, and there's nothing that they can do to her, even while cooperating. They knew what her purpose was, and that was to make sure that they never went too far in any given direction. They knew that she was a representative of their mother.